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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
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Chapter List
- 17
- 18
- 19
Author's note: Eugh, my head feels drowsy ... Thank god I only have one exam left O_o

Thanks to the following reviewers: Lady_Arachne (*blushes* Thank you for reviewing so much!); Claudia; StarrCrystal; Madamdragon; Morbid_and_Sexy; MakeupDiva87; bcjink (thank you for the concern; luckily she came back during the evening. Apparently she was stuck somewhere but managed to release herself. And yes, eventually they'll get along ^^); animeluver48

I hope you'll like this chapter!

Chapter 18

With dread, Harry turned his head (seeing as his body was securely held against Draco's and Draco didn't seem ready to let him go anytime soon) and saw Ginny standing in the middle of the shop. She was dressed in a poisonous green strapless dress that showed too much of her cleavage.

"Good evening, Ginny." Harry said politely.

Her cheeks flared even redder and her brown eyes were almost spitting fire. Harry had forgotten how temperamental the Weasleys could get and he winced at the thought of the upcoming fight.

"Why are Malfoy's arms around you, Harry?" Ginny asked hissing.

Harry sighed and rubbed his forehead.

"Because he's my lover." Draco answered coldly.

Harry groaned inwardly; why, oh why, was he with someone who didn't know when to keep his mouth shut?

"Are you delusional, Malfoy?" Ginny asked in a mocking voice. "Harry is so not your lover!"

Draco raised a blond eyebrow. "Oh no? Why do you think he has my arms around him? Because he was cold?"

"Draco, please, I really am not in the mood for a fight now." Harry sighed, but didn't remove the arms around his waist. Hey, he felt comfortable with Draco's arms around him!

"Since when are you calling him Draco, Harry? You can't seriously tell me that this filthy piece of scum is your lover?" She asked incredulously.

Harry sighed again. "Ginny, please, I don't want a fight. Draco and I decided to try a relationship." He shrugged.

Brown eyes almost popped out of her head. "What? That can't be! You can't be gay, Harry!"

"And why not?" Draco asked and he almost sounded amused.

"Because he had been with me! He has been with no one else since we broke up, so he can't be gay!" Ginny replied triumphantly.

"Hn. Ever thought of the fact that maybe you made him gay, Weaslette? I can't blame him." Draco smirked.

At this Ginny shrieked, "FUCK YOU, FERRET!"

"No, thank you. I have no desire to fuck someone who's a walking disease." Draco made a disgusted face.

Immediately tears sprung up in Ginny's eyes. "Harry, how can you let him say that about me?" She cried and looked at him pitifully.

Harry shook his head. "I think it's better if you leave now, Ginny."

"But Harry," Her lower lip trembled. "I wanted to make amends with you! I wanted to give our relationship another try. I promise you I will make you happier than him!"

"Ginny, we don't have a relationship anymore. I broke up with you, five years ago, for a reason. I'm sorry, but I don't want to try again. I'm with Draco now and he makes me happy." Harry said calmly, but seriously. He could swear he felt Draco grinning smugly behind him.

"You don't mean that, Harry! You're just confused now; I'm sure that once we have talked, you'll see that I'm better for you than Malfoy." Ginny said hopefully.

"Oh really? What makes you better than me? From what I've heard, Harry caught you cheating – that doesn't make a good impression, Weasley. You had your chance with him and you blew it." Draco sneered.

Ginny puffed out her cheeks, making her look like she had hid food in her cheeks, but said smugly, "I can give him an heir, something that you can never do, Malfoy." Her eyes shone triumphantly.

Draco tensed and wanted to inform her about certain kinds of potion that made it able for men to get pregnant, but Harry interrupted him.

"I don't care if we can't get an heir, Ginny. I already have two sons: Teddy and Scorpius." He said forcefully and a hard look appeared in his eyes.

"Oh Please! A Malfoy brat and that clinging whelp you consider as your sons? My, Harry, your standards have lowered since you have been away from me." She sneered, but didn't manage to hide a jealous tone.

"All right, that's it! I don't need to listen to your bullshit anymore. I've said it once and I say it again: you're nothing but a whiny whore who can't get it through your head that the world doesn't revolve around you." Harry hissed and his green eyes flashed. "I pity the victim you choose as your next boyfriend, Ginny, I really do." He broke free of Draco's hold and grabbed Scorpius' and Teddy's hands who had been standing behind them. "Come on, boys, do you have your candy and the toys Uncle George gave you?"

The boys nodded; they were too scared to answer verbally. They had never seen Harry that angry – not even Teddy had seen him like this when he had broken up with Ginny. Granted, he had been in his room when Harry had broken up with the bitch, but he had heard their voices through the wooden floor and never once had he detected anger in his dad's voice. Now however, his dad's eyes were practically spitting fire. What had Ginny said to make him that angry? He had only heard the last part of the conversation where Harry had said that he and Scorpius were his sons. Harry may have said it to him already, but it had felt good to hear him saying that in public.

Scorpius stared wide-eyed at Harry. Even his papa had never been this angry. He felt nervous holding his daddy's hand and he scolded himself for it – his daddy would never hurt him. Besides, he had said to that mean lady that he and Teddy were his sons.

They left a gaping Ginny behind and when they entered the alley next to the shop, they Apparated immediately.

As soon as they were inside of the manor, Harry dropped the hold he had on Teddy's hand and stalked off to a room somewhere upstairs, his face cloudy and his hand tightened the grip on his wand.

Teddy and Scorpius wanted to follow their daddy, but they were stopped by a hand on their shoulders. They turned around and looked questioningly at Draco.

Draco shook their head, his eyes concerned and trained on the room upstairs that Harry had entered. "Boys, I think it's best that you wait in the living room for Harry to come back."

"Why? Is Daddy mad at us?" Scorpius asked with a small voice.

"No, of course not. He's mad at the red haired lady in the shop. Your Daddy is just …" Draco hesitated, trying to find the right word.

"Letting off some steam?" Teddy offered.

Draco nodded surprised.

"Dad does that sometimes when someone has annoyed him too much." Teddy mumbled and made his way to the living room, placing his two bags (one filled with candy and one with the joke toys he had gotten from his uncle George) on the coffee table. He settled himself on the couch, pulling off his paws and removing the ears on his head. He wondered if his dad would be angry for the rest of the night. That had happened a few times before.

He glanced up when he felt a small warm boy snuggling next to him. Draco had left them to call for some house elf.

"Do you think Daddy will stay mad for long?" Scorpius asked timidly after he had removed his fake sharp teeth.

Teddy sighed and let his head fall back on the couch. "I don't know, Scorpius. It depends on how mad Ginny has made him."

"Why was that lady so mean to Daddy?" Scorpius asked curiously. He figured that because Teddy hadn't snapped at him earlier, it was safe to ask more questions.

Teddy was feeling too tired to be annoyed at Scorpius' question and decided to just answer. "Because that lady tried to convince dad that she was better for him than your dad."

Teddy couldn't suppress his amused snort when he saw Scorpius scowling. It was a rather funny sight, seeing a six year old trying to scowl angrily.

"But Daddy belongs to Papa." Scorpius said stubbornly.

"You think so?" Teddy asked amused.

"Yes. Papa can only make Daddy happy; not that mean lady." Scorpius pouted and crossed his arms.

"Well, dad didn't deny that." Teddy smiled weakly.

Suddenly Scorpius looked around carefully, before bringing his head to Teddy's ear to whisper, "Do you think that Papa will know it if I ate some candy now?" Huge grey eyes looked at him.

Teddy couldn't contain a chuckle; really, this boy could be hilarious if he wanted to. "Not if you do it when they don't see it."

"Then I'm going to hide my candy." Scorpius chirped and jumped off the couch. He grabbed his bags, but before he ran to his room, he turned to Teddy and bit on his lip. "You won't tell Papa I take my candy to my room?"

"My lips are sealed." Teddy smirked. Really, why would he care what the little brat did?

Scorpius beamed and ran upstairs to hide his candy. Teddy shook his head and hoped that the boy wasn't someone that would go on a sugar high. With his luck lately, the boy would be a bouncing sugar high brat.

He was startled when his dad appeared in the doorway.

"Are you all right, dad?" He asked softly.

Harry fell next to him on the couch. "Don't worry about me." He smiled tiredly and ruffled Teddy's now brown hair. He looked around and raised an eyebrow. "Where is Scorpius?"

"He went to his room for a minute." Teddy shrugged.

"So how many items do I need to replace in that room?" Draco asked casually and entered the living room.

Harry smiled sheepishly. "A table, two chairs and a vase. That dark brown one with the flower pictures." He added.

Draco waved his hand carelessly and somehow managed to find a spot next to Harry to sit. "Don't worry about the vase, I never liked it anyway." He replied amused.

Harry sighed and started to caress Teddy's hair. Teddy leaned against his dad's shoulder and closed his eyes, enjoying the caress.

"Sorry you had to deal with Ginny. If I had known she would have been there, I would have waited for a later moment to visit George." Harry murmured.

"But you didn't know that. Besides, we would have met her sooner or later anyway." Draco snorted.

They looked up when Scorpius entered the room, clad in his pajamas.

"Hey there, little man, are you ready to go to sleep? Uncle Sev will be here tomorrow to continue your lessons." Draco said softly.

Scorpius nodded. "I'm ready, Papa."

"All right, I'll take you to bed." Draco said and stood up, grabbing Scorpius' hand.

"It's time for you to go to sleep too, Teddy." Harry smiled.

When he received no answer, he looked down and chuckled softly when he saw Teddy sleeping on his shoulder.

"Guess Trick or Treating tired him out." Harry whispered amused. Carefully, he slid from underneath Teddy, but held Teddy's head with his hand as to not wake him up.

Softly he lowered the boy down on the couch and first grabbed the two bags, stuck his wand in his back pocket and slowly lifted his godson in his arms.

Carefully as to not disturb the boy, Harry walked up the stairs, pushing the door of the bedroom open with his foot and placed the boy on his bed. With a swish of his wand, Teddy's wolf costume was replaced with green pajamas and Harry tucked him in. He gave him a soft kiss on Teddy's forehead before leaving the room, soundlessly closing the door.

He almost jumped three feet in the air when he turned around to see Draco standing behind him.

"Are you really all right, Harry?" Draco asked concerned.

Harry scowled. "I'm not a pathetic girl that's freaked out by an ex lover, Draco. Sure, Ginny was especially annoying tonight, but it wasn't something I can't handle. You don't need to worry about me." He said annoyed.

"Now what kind of lover would I be if I didn't worry about you?" Draco smiled and took his hand.

"One who doesn't get punched." Harry smiled sweetly.

Draco blinked and pouted. "That isn't nice, Harry."

"Life isn't nice, Draco." Harry said amused and made his way to his room.

Draco followed him closely behind. "Harry, I'm going to ask you something and you have to promise you will think about it before you give me an answer, all right?" He asked, sounding strangely nervous.

Harry looked at him warily, but nodded. "As long as you don't start about sex, then fine."

Damn, Draco thought inwardly pouting. "No, that's not what I was going to ask." He said and looked at him hopefully. "Would you mind it if I slept in the same bed with you tonight?"

Harry stared at him.

"There won't be any sex – well, unless you want me to – but I just want to sleep with you tonight." Draco hurriedly continued, in case Harry got the wrong idea.

"Why would you suddenly want to sleep with me? Is this about Ginny for some stupid reason?" Harry asked confused.

Grey eyes narrowed. "No, it isn't about her." Draco replied through clenched teeth. If it had been up to him, he would have hexed the red haired whore so badly, she would be begging for her mother by the time he was done with her. And no, he wasn't jealous and no, he didn't feel threatened. He just couldn't stand the whore that had made his Harry miserable for a while. "I just want to fall asleep with you."

Harry studied him for a while, but then decided there was no reason to refuse. Of course, it would be slightly awkward, since it had been a long while that he had slept with someone in the same bed and it was a man at that, but what could it hurt? If Draco couldn't keep his hands to himself, he would kick him out of his bed and make him sleep on the floor.

"Fine, just keep your hands to yourself." Harry shook his head and opened the door of his bedroom.

"I still can hug you, right?" Draco asked for confirmation, though he was already beaming.

"As long as you keep your hands above the waist, then yes, you may hug me." Harry rolled his eyes, but was secretly amused.

"I'll be a good boy." Draco promised grinning.

"Somehow that doesn't comfort me as it should." Harry said drily. "Now turn around while I change."

"You know, there will be a time where you don't want me to turn around while you change." Draco hinted smugly, but turned around anyway.

"Maybe, but that time is not now, so deal with it." Harry smiled and crawled into his bed.

Without any shame, Draco started to undress until he was left in his boxers and Harry quickly looked away, a blush covering his cheeks. No, he wasn't embarrassed; he just wanted to give Draco some privacy.

But if Draco wanted privacy was another question.

Harry startled when his hand met naked skin when Draco slid next to him in bed.

"Draco, why are you only wearing your boxers? Shouldn't you go change into your pajamas? It's quite cold in the morning." Harry hinted.

"I always wear boxers to bed – or I'm completely naked, but that's only in the summer." Draco murmured and pulled Harry in his arms, snuggling him to his chest.

"Draco, I swear to Merlin, if you try something you will have to search for you balls for a long time." Harry warned him.

Draco chuckled. "Understood." He gave him a sweet kiss on his lips. "Sleep well, Harry."

"Good night, Draco." Harry mumbled and his eyes slipped close.

Draco smiled tenderly and stroked a few times over Harry's cheek. He could get used to this. Not long after, he followed Harry in the land of dreams.

The following day, Harry was found sitting at the kitchen table, staring in his cup of coffee, wondering what he would do with his life now that he had quit his job. He had looked at the case yesterday, but nothing new had come up. Now that the murderer was silent, they couldn't get many clues unless the victims woke up. But in order to wake up the victims, they had to have an antidote. Even though they had now a list of three possible ingredients, it would be risky to make an antidote with one of them if they didn't know for sure if the ingredient was the right one. If they choose the wrong ingredient, the victims would die of the antidote. On the other hand, they were now slowly dying too.

Harry sighed and rubbed his eyes.

Draco sat next to him, looking worried, but he didn't say anything. The two boys were already waiting in the study room, reading a book while they were waiting for their tutor to show up.

Harry blinked when a black figure showed up in his vision and when he looked up, he saw Snape standing in the kitchen, looking at him with a raised eyebrow.

"What are you still doing here, Potter? Do I really need to remind you every morning that you have to work to go to? You are not a student anymore, so I suggest you start acting like the responsible adult you are." Snape sneered and accepted the cup of coffee a house elf gave him.

Harry glowered at him, but didn't reply.

However Draco answered for him. "He quit his job, Sev." He said softly.

Harry looked at him scandalized. "Draco, who said I gave you permission to tell him this? Did it occur to you that I wanted to keep that private for a little while more?" He asked angrily.

"Harry, be reasonable. How long would you have kept Severus in the dark? He's here almost every day. You couldn't possibly tell him you are on a vacation." Draco argued, not wanting to back down. He didn't like seeing Harry angry at him, but it was ridiculous to think Severus wouldn't say anything about him staying at home.

"I'm still present in this room, idiotic brats. I would appreciate it if you would stop talking about me as if I wasn't present." Snape interjected drily.

Draco had the grace to look sheepishly. "Sorry, Sev."

"Hmpf." Snape snorted. "Why did you quit your job, Potter? I thought you loved being an Auror; at least that gave you an excuse to play the hero."

"I don't need to play an hero, sir." Harry replied through clenched teeth. He seriously needed to remind himself why exactly he had defended this man.

Draco sighed. "Because he defended you and didn't want you to be arrested."

If a glare could kill, Draco would be dead by now.

"Draco, don't you ever know how to shut up?" Harry hissed and clenched his fists. Snape would probably laugh at him now – well, if the jerk could laugh at least. He could already hear the snarky comments 'Are you that much of a hero you even defend ex Death Eaters, Potter?'.

Harry's cheeks burned when Snape stared at him with unreadable eyes. He had always hated the fact that he could never read Snape's face. It would be so much easier if he could guess what Snape thought; at least that way he would be able to steel himself against the sarcastic comments Snape was famous for.

Snape's reply however left Harry baffled.

"I never thought I would have to thank you for helping me, Potter. I guess that miracles still do happen, no?" The man smirked. "Although you still were stupid for helping me in the first place. Try to use your brains for once, boy."

It's official: the world has gone mad, Harry thought amazed. Snape has just thanked me in his own way. Next thing I know, he will be telling me stories about my mom.

"Idiotic brat." Snape muttered and he sounded amused. "You didn't need to help me."

"Probably not, but you already said it, sir. We Gryffindors are heroic idiots who want to save everyone." Harry said and he surprised himself by chuckling.

"You're a strange brat, Potter." Snape murmured. "Perhaps you're not that bad after all."

Maybe associating with Snape on a daily basis won't be so bad, Harry thought and he took a sip of his coffee.

Maybe he should look through the Daily Prophet for job offers. With that in mind, Harry nodded to Draco and Snape and left to his room to read the newspaper. Who knew, maybe he would find something interesting.

AN2: So how was it? Did you like it? Please leave your thoughts behind in a review!

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