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Of Parenting and Wings	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 15751 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Harry heard Lily wail and sat up. He cast the charm to fill two small bottles of breast milk and elbowed Lucius. “Here. Go feed your daughter.” He groused, handing over a bottle.

“Why do I have to feed her?” He mumbled into the pillow.

“Because I’m letting you dress her in that green monstrosity today. Have fun.” Harry replied, going back to sleep for a half-hour.

Lucius sighed and got up. He walked into the nursery. “My little flower, why are you up so early?” He asked, picking her up and sticking the nipple of the bottle into her hungry mouth. “Daddy needs his sleep, and Father wouldn’t have minded a lie-in, either.” He sat down in the rocking chair and gently rocked, watching her suck on the bottle voraciously. “At least you’ve got a good appetite. We don’t have to worry about you ever going on a hunger strike. You'd never make it very long.”

Lily scowled up at him and Lucius raised a brow at her in return. “Don’t give me that sass, young lady. It was a simple observation. Now finish your bottle so we can dress you. Every woman in the family has worn this dress, it’s a Malfoy tradition to wear it on Christmas. You're a day late, but it will be fine. The important thing is that you’ll have worn it.” He smiled. “After all, not everyone fit it at Christmas. They wore it when they could.”

Lily stopped sucking and smacked her lips.

Lucius smiled fondly. “Fine, you can have a bit.” He said, tapping his finger against her lips.

She opened her mouth and took in the finger, biting and beginning to suck.

Lucius winced. “Careful, don’t bite straight through the finger! I still have uses for them, after all!” He said quietly. “Mostly for your Daddy's benefit, of course, but don’t let him know I told you that.” He added.

Ellie popped in and waited patiently while Lily fed, then held out her arms for the baby.

Lucius handed her over and turned to rifle through her small wardrobe for the dress she was going to wear while Ellie took care of changing her nappy.

Lucius drew out the dress, smiling happily.

*****

Molly opened the door, smiling widely. “Well, hello, you three!” She said cheerfully. “Oh, isn’t she lovely today?” She cooed, taking Lily from Harry and cuddling her close.

“We brought wine. And apple tarts made by the elves. I think you'll like them. Bringing some of them was my idea. Lucius decided on bringing wine, as well.” Harry said.

“That was sweet of you.” She said. “You can put the wine and tarts on the table, we'll open the wine just before dinner to let it breathe a bit.”

Lucius nodded and headed into the kitchen to relieve himself of his burdens.

“Um, Harry, dear, are you aware that the clasps on this dress are snake heads?” She pointed out.

Harry’s face darkened. “Are they really?” He asked.

Molly pointed to one and Harry leaned closer, then huffed. “Lucius Malfoy!” He shouted, storming through the house toward the kitchen. “I thought you said it was a Christmas dress, not a Slytherin dress!”

Molly smiled as she heard Lucius retort, “It is a Christmas dress, what are you hollering for?”

“Those two never stop. They're either having a row or all over each other, there’s no in-between.” She said fondly. “Well, you can come sit with Grandma, how does that sound?”

“There's snakes on it!” Harry spat.

Lucius' voice was exasperated as he replied, “There are snakes on a good deal of things belonging to the family, we like them.” He told Harry before emerging from the kitchen, Harry on his heels.

“I thought I told you not to try and make her into a perfect little Slytherin like you did with Draco!” Harry said to his mate.

Lucius sat beside Bill. “And I’m not going to. Hello, William.”

Bill smiled at the argument, one he'd seen play out three times now. “Hello, Lucius. How are you doing?” He asked.

Lucius glanced up at Harry, who was staring him down, hands on his hips, and sighed. “I've been better.” He said.

Harry pursed his lips. “So you’re telling me the dress having snakes on it is pure coincidence?” He asked.

Lucius nodded. “And it will likely happen again, but I shall endeavour to warn you next time. So you don’t jump down my throat again.” He murmured.

All the fight visibly drained out of Harry. “Alright, then.” He sat himself directly in Lucius' lap, turning sideways to wrap his arms around his mate’s neck. “Then let's kiss and make up, yeah?”

Lucius chuckled and leaned in for a kiss. “I’m sorry.” He murmured as Harry pulled back. “I didn’t think of how it would look to you. I’m not trying to influence her; the dress is simply family tradition. It is important to me.”

Harry nodded. “I’m sorry too, for immediately jumping to conclusions. I'll try not to get all shouty immediately if something like this happens again.” He said.

Molly smiled at them from where she was sitting with Lily. “There, all straightened out. Now, Harry, get off of Lucius and sit on the furniture like a civilized person.” She said, amusement thick in her voice.

Harry rolled his eyes and got up, sitting next to Lucius. Ron was on his other side. “Where's Mione?” He asked.

Ron grinned. “Loo. She'll be out soon.” He said.

As if the words had summoned her, Hermione swaddled down the stairs, carefully taking each step while bracing on the wall.

Ron jumped up and went to help her. “Feeling better?” He asked in a whisper.

“A bit.” She answered. She saw the new arrivals and smiled. “Hello, Harry. And Lucius. How are you two today?”

Lucius gave her a wry smile. “I've been yelled at already. So as well as can be expected.”

Hermione frowned at Harry. “What was it this time?” She asked him.

Harry smiled sheepishly. “Ah, the dress Lucius put her in has snake-head clasps on the back. I may have accused him of trying to turn her into a perfect little Slytherin like he did with Draco. We made up already!” He added at her disapproving look.

Hermione took the armchair sitting next to the couch and rested her hands on her stomach. “Well, try to keep any further shouting to a minimum. I'm going to pop any day now, and you don't want to be the one to set me off.” She warned.

Molly got up. “I'll go get started on dinner.” She said, handing Lily to Harry.

*****

“Ba!” Lily demanded as Harry tried to feed her some mashed potatoes. “Ba! Ba!” She repeated, turning her head away from the food.

“No, no bottle.” Harry told her patiently. “We're weaning you, remember? You're eating what everyone else is eating tonight. Just softer for most things.” He added. “After all, you’re almost a year old now. So try the mashed potatoes. You can have some mashed-up roast and carrots after that.” He coaxed.

Lily opened her mouth and accepted the food, blinking at the flavour and dribbling a little bit down her chin.

“Well, most of it went down, we'll count that as a success.” Harry decided, giving her another bite.

Dinner continued in that vein, Lily mildly resisting every attempt to give her new foods until the applesauce came out, when everyone had progressed to the apple tarts. She loved applesauce, and ate it eagerly.

Harry passed her off to Lucius once she was asleep and proceeded to have two glasses of wine with his dessert. Lucius just smiled and let him, knowing that the bottle left over from that morning was under a preservation charm at home for bedtime, so anything Harry imbibed would be out of his system before Lily needed milk directly from him again.

And a mildly tipsy Harry was a very agreeable and amorous Harry.

Lucius couldn't wait for later that night.
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