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Will you be my daddy?	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 75783 -:- Recommendations : 10 -:- Currently Reading : 20
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor profit from it. J.K. Rowling owns everything.

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Author's note: Here I am with the next chapter :)

Thanks to the following reviewers: StarrCrystal; Sharebear (yeah mine taught me that technique too); Tinkerbaby7 (I hope so too ^^; ); Cindy (yes, it's the same. Except with less spelling and uncensored chapters); bcjink (thank you!)

I hope you'll like this chapter!

Chapter 13

Harry smiled when two boys jumped on his bed and snuggled close to him.

"Are you really okay, Dad?" Teddy asked in a small voice.

"Of course I'm okay. The wound wasn't too deep, so the doctors didn't have problems closing it." Harry smiled and stroked over Teddy's black hair.

"Where did it hurt, daddy?" Scorpius asked worried.

Harry pointed at his right side where Scorpius was snuggled against. Scorpius got alarmed and sat up.

"I'm sorry, Daddy, I didn't know it was here."

Harry laughed, but had to stop before his side protested. He pulled Scorpius back down. "Don't be silly, it doesn't hurt anymore. You can hug me all you want."

Scorpius sighed relieved and cuddled back with Harry.

Harry looked up when he felt a weight settle next to his legs. "Thanks for helping me, Draco." He smiled.

Draco waved his hand in the air. "Don't thank me. I would do it every day." He said with a rather intense look in his eyes.

Harry looked away, not used to having such an intense look directed at him. "Yeah, but still. What happened to Lorflaye?"

"The Aurors took him." Draco informed him with a smirk.

"Well, that's a good thing." Harry muttered. "Now, help me get my clothes, so we can go back home. I don't want to be late at the parents evening."

"Harry, you can't go to the parents evening." Draco frowned and laid his hand on Harry's leg. The warmth on his leg caused Harry to blush slightly. "You should stay home to rest. A Slash hex isn't something to be taken lightly."

Harry rolled his eyes. "I'm fine, honestly. I can go to the parents evening. Now get my clothes."

"And I say it's best if you rest this evening at home." Draco crossed his arms and glared.

"Yes, I will rest at home." Draco smirked, glad that Harry agreed with him. "After I have visited the parents evening." Now it was Harry's turn to smirk when Draco scowled.

"And what if you collapse?" Draco asked with a little sneer.

Harry sighed and pinched his nose. "I'm not going to collapse. I just need to speak with Miss Hearp about Teddy and then we can go back to Malfoy Manor."

Draco studied him. "You're only going to talk with Teddy's teacher?"

Harry nodded.

"Fine, you can go, but I'm going to accompany you, in case you do collapse." Draco replied in a final tone.

"And who's going to keep an eye on Teddy and Scorpius?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"They come with us."

"Teddy is supposed to be sick, remember."

Draco shrugged. "Then we say we took him with us because we didn't want him to be alone. I'm sure Teddy can act as if he was sick."

Harry sighed and shook his head. "Fine, just give me my clothes."

Draco found them laying on a chair and gave them to Harry. The boys climbed off the bed and a veil appeared in front of the bed, hiding Harry from sight.

Five minutes later, Harry appeared again, dressed in his jeans and black sweater. "All right, I'm good to go."

Draco nodded and after filling in the needed paperwork, he Apparated Harry and the boys back to the manor. Harry had protested and said he could Apparate just fine, but Draco had made it clear that he didn't want to risk opening the wound if Harry tried to Apparate.

They grabbed their jackets and made their way to the school. They breathed out relieved when they entered the warm classroom and took their jackets off. Draco grabbed both Teddy and Scorpius by their hands and followed Harry, who went in search for Miss Hearp, while nodding politely to other parents who recognized him. When he finally found the teacher, he was slightly breathless and hid the urge to place his hand on his side. If Draco saw that, Harry would be immediately sent home.

"Miss Hearp?" Harry asked and gave the woman his hand to shake.

Miss Hearp was a woman of average height with brown hair that reached her shoulders and calm brown eyes with freckles on her nose.

She smiled and shook his hand. "Good evening, Mister Potter, I'm glad to meet you."

Harry smiled. "I'm glad to meet you too. You wrote on the flyer that you needed to speak with me?" He asked, getting straight to the point. He didn't want to admit it, but he desperately wanted to lie down and have a pain relieving potion. The wound on his side was healed, but he was still tired from the blood loss and the scar stung.

"Yes, follow me, please, so that we can talk in private." Miss Hearp turned around and let the group out of the classroom into another classroom across from the room they came from.

She raised her eyebrows when she saw Draco, Scorpius and Teddy.

"They are with me." Harry explained and took a seat.

"Good evening, Teddy, Scorpius." Miss Hearp nodded. "You can go there and read a book or play with those toys, while I speak with your godfather."

Teddy nodded and coughed to show her he was still a little ill, before grabbing Scorpius by his hand and dragging him to the play corner.

Draco hid his smirk when he heard Teddy's cough. That boy knew how to play his act well.

"So, what seems to be the problem?" Harry asked politely, though he was irritated that he would have to have this conversation again. Having the same conversation every year was rather tiring and annoying.

"It's about Teddy's ability to change his appearances." Miss Hearp began.

"Yes?" Harry resisted the urge to move his leg up and down.

"We're happy that he has such an amazing ability, but he has to stop using it so frequently, because he distracts the other pupils." Miss Hearp explained, confident that Harry would understand the problem.

"The only times he uses it is during playtime to amuse his classmates. He told me that when he's in class, he doesn't use his ability. So I don't see the problem. The children can't be distracted during class because he's not changing his appearances then." Harry explained annoyed.

Draco laid discreetly a hand on his back to calm him down.

"Did Teddy tell you that he doesn't change his appearances in class? I caught him doing that twice in the past month. I'm sorry, Mister Potter, but when Teddy tells you that he doesn't use his ability in class, then he's lying, I'm afraid." Miss Hearp smiled.

Harry pinched his nose. "Have you ever considered the fact that when he changes his appearances in class, that it's an accident and not on purpose?"

"It seems to me that he has perfect control about his ability, so generally this means that he's doing that on purpose, yes." Miss Hearp replied, losing her smile.

Teddy, who was listening too, bit his lip. It wasn't his fault that his ability to change his appearances sometimes acted on his own when he was angry or sad. He couldn't control it perfectly; when his emotions run high, he would start changing his appearances without him noticing it.

"Children at his age don't have perfect control over their magic, that's why they go to Hogwarts, Durmstrang or Beauxbatons when they're eleven so that they can learn how to control his magic. If Teddy changes his appearances in class, then that's an accident and it's probably because his emotions are running high." Harry answered annoyed. "One child will blow something up when he's upset, Teddy changes his appearances without realizing it."

"Can't you teach him to have more control then? It really affects my teaching." Miss Hearp began to sound annoyed too.

"If it affects your teaching that much, then you're not fit to be a teacher in a Wizarding elementary school." Harry sneered. "When you teach Wizarding children, you have to get used to their magic being out of control once in a while. If you can't handle that, then I suggest you go teach Muggle children. But I can assure you: they're not that calm either. Now if there are any real problems then please tell me now, because I'm ready to go home now."

"Have you ever considered the fact that Teddy maybe doesn't belong in this school? You never informed us that he's a child of a werewolf. What if he's as dangerous as his father? I don't want the other children to get hurt." Miss Hearp snapped.

Harry shot up, causing his chair to topple over. His green eyes were burning with a raging fire and his magic crackled dangerously. "It doesn't matter if he's the child of a werewolf or not. Teddy isn't dangerous. He never inherited the werewolf gene because you can't inherit that. You only become a werewolf when you're bitten and not because you were born from a werewolf. Where did they teach you these things? And for your information, I knew Teddy's father, he was the kindest and bravest person I have ever met. You and all those other bloody prejudicial people won't ever be able to even reach his ankles." Harry hissed. "If I had known I would send Teddy to a school filled with prejudicial people, I would never have sent him here. Consider him removed from this school."

"What? You can't do that!" Miss Hearp stood up too, getting angry even though she was afraid.

"Watch me." Harry said coldly and he turned around. "Teddy, we're going. Do you want to say goodbye to your teacher or your friends?"

Teddy, who had heard everything, shook his head. He supposed he should be sad that his dad removed him from the school, but the truth was he couldn't be more relieved. Sure, he had friends, but he didn't like the way the teachers looked at him. As if he was dirt. "Can I still visit my friends, Dad?"

"Of course." Harry smiled.

Miss Hearp gaped when she heard Teddy calling Harry dad. "Teddy, Mister Potter isn't your dad. Your real father is dead."

Draco stared at the woman in front of him. That was a teacher? She had as much tact as Snape. And even he knew when he had to soften his words. To say to a nine year old child that his father was dead, just like that … That was just cold.

"For all intents and purposes, I'm his dad. It's not your concern what he calls me." Harry said, his voice now ice cold, sending shivers up everyone's spines. "Come on, Teddy. We're going."

Teddy nodded and grabbed Harry's hand.

Before Draco followed Harry out of the room, he turned around to face the pale teacher and said with a smirk, "Now that I have seen how you treat children here who don't meet your standards, I think I remove Scorpius too. And don't expect more donations in the future. Have a good night, Miss Hearp."

Miss Hearp could do nothing more than stand completely dumbfounded. She gulped when she remembered the last sentence Draco had uttered. He would stop his donations to the school. She was sure she would get fired.

"You know, you didn't have to remove Scorpius too." Harry commented when they began their walk back to the house. Teddy was holding his left hand and Scorpius was skipping right between Harry and Draco.

Draco shrugged. "If that's the way those teachers treat children they don't like, then I don't want my son to be taught by them. Next week I will arrange a private tutor for Teddy and Scorpius."

"Thanks." Harry smiled.

After he had tucked the boys in their beds, Harry slipped with a sigh in his bed, wincing when his scar on his side throbbed.

A knock on the door made him sit up again. "Come in."

Draco entered the room, holding a blue bottle in his hands. He closed the door and sat on Harry's bed. "Thought you might need some pain relieving potion." He explained when he saw Harry's confused face.

Harry nodded gratefully and drank the potion, grimacing at the vile flavor. Draco gave him a glass of water to get rid of the awful taste.

When Draco remained seated, Harry asked curiously, "Was there something else?"

"Yes, actually." Draco smirked and grabbed Harry's hand. "Go on a date with me."

Harry stared at him. "Are you drunk? Or is this a scheme of your son?" He asked suspiciously.

Draco laughed. "No, I'm asking you out on a date willingly."

"Who said I'm even interested in you that way?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"That's why I ask you out on a date. If you still aren't interested in me that way after our date, I'll back down." But I will try again after a few months of course, Draco thought gleefully.

"Since when are you interested in me that way?" Harry asked curiously and hoped he wasn't blushing.

"Since I noticed how beautiful you are. And you have a great body." Draco added in an afterthought.

Harry smacked his arm.

"So, are you going on a date with me?" Draco asked again.

"Yeah, okay, I'll go on a date with you." Harry blushed.

"Fantastic! We go this Sunday! Good night, Harry." Draco smiled and kissed Harry chastely on his lips. With a last wink, he left the room.

Harry touched his lips and smiled. Maybe going on a date with Draco Malfoy wouldn't be that bad.

AN2: Yes, I realize this seems rushed with how Harry readily agreed to go on a date with Draco, but a few months have passed since they met again and he has started to like him more with each passing day - though it will take a long time before they even confess their feelings. Well, you'll see when you keep reading this story LOL

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