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Will you be my daddy?	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 75784 -:- Recommendations : 10 -:- Currently Reading : 20
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Author's note: Stupid delay *grumbles* I really hope it doesn't happen again. Anyway for some reason I can't read any reviews after the first page, so I apologize if I forgot to mention someone in my thanks note. I hope that gets fixed soon too because I'm always anxious to read reviews

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Chapter 23

Frustrated, annoyed, panicking … Were a few words that could best describe the state Draco was in now. He had only three weeks until Christmas and he still hadn't found a suitable present for Harry. He had gotten gifts for Severus, for his son and even Teddy, but his mind went blank when he tried to think of a good present for Harry. It had to be something special, but not something extravagant, because then Harry would surely complain. It would have to convey his feelings for Harry perfectly, without scaring him off.

Draco sighed frustrated and banged his fist on his desk, causing him to start cursing and nursing his now painful hand.

Note to self: don't bang hand against hard desk.

His gaze was caught by the presents waiting in a pile, stuffed in one of his bookcases. Luckily for him, Scorpius never came here, because he claimed it was too boring here, which made this room the perfect place to hide his gifts. For a few seconds his eyes lingered on the smallest package, wrapped in silver paper, tied with a blue bow. It contained a silver necklace with a pendant of a small dragon. That particular gift was for his mother. He had hesitated for a long time if he should buy his mother a gift or not, but ultimately decided to buy one. She still was his mother and he loved her, even though she had made a few mistakes with trusting his father and letting him go too far. He would send her the gift a couple of days before Christmas.

His fingers started to tap on the desk, while his mind was busy trying to think of something to give Harry. If only Harry had been specific about what he wanted! But no, he just had to say that it didn't matter what Draco got.

"Stubborn idiot." Draco muttered darkly. He didn't have that much time left and he was getting nervous.

He looked up when he heard Scorpius and Teddy running past his room with Severus behind them, shouting, "If you don't calm down immediately, you're going to regret it!"

"We're sorry, sir." Teddy apologized.

Suddenly an idea entered Draco's mind and he thoughtfully gazed at the closed door. Why hadn't he thought of that before? It was simple.

Draco smirked and stood up. If Harry didn't want to corporate with him, he just had to find someone else who could help him.

Harry came out of the shop with a devious smirk on his face. He had bought Scorpius' gift today and he couldn't wait to see the little boy's reaction – or Draco's for that matter.

He chuckled; Draco would probably kill him for this gift. Especially when he would tell Scorpius why he bought this particular gift.

He checked his mental list of gifts; he had bought Scorpius' gifts and the gifts for Teddy too. He had also gotten something for Andromeda and something for George too. Now he had to find something for Draco – and for Snape. Harry frowned and brought the box closer to his chest. He honestly didn't have any clue as to what he could buy for Draco or Snape. Maybe he could get something related to potions for Snape? It was after all something the man lived for. But what could he possibly buy for the man? A book? Or ingredients? And Draco; what would Draco want? He bit on his lip and narrowly avoided walking into someone. He wanted to buy something special for Draco, but the question was: what did you buy for someone who was rich enough to buy everything he wanted?

Harry sighed; his breath coming out in white little clouds. Maybe he should take Scorpius with him to shop for Draco's present. Who knew? Maybe the little boy could help him.

He had hesitated if he should buy something for Ginny too, but after imagining Draco's reaction, he had decided to just send a card and nothing more. He didn't want to spend Christmas fighting over something as trivial as a gift.

He entered a bookshop and browsed through the shelves, hoping to find more information about his possible job. Before he applied for the job, he wanted to read more of it so he could decide if it would be interesting enough for him.

He had just found three interesting looking books when he heard his name called. He blinked and turned around to see William Burns walking to him with a grim smile on his face. William had been a colleague of him; he had worked a couple of times with him on a case and had been impressed with the efficient way of working William had.

"Hello William." Harry smiled and raised an eyebrow when he saw how serious William looked.

"Hi, Harry. I'm surprised to see you here." William smiled, but it seemed strained. He noticed the titles of the books. He blinked. "Medicines and their Magical Cures? I didn't know you were interested in medicines?"

Harry shifted uncomfortably. "Yeah, I thought I would make a change and apply for Mediwizard." He murmured and tightened his grip on his books.

"I'm sure you will be good at it." William smiled.

"I hope so." Harry smiled faintly.

"Did you already apply for the job?"

"No, I'm going to read these books first and maybe then I will apply."

William nodded.

Harry studied his tense posture and frowned. "Is there something else, William?"

William sighed and ranked a hand through his auburn brown hair, his brown eyes looking concerned; he placed a bag on the floor. "Listen, I know you're not an Auror anymore and Kingsley will have my head if he knows what I'm doing now, but I thought you would like to know this. Two other victims died this week."

Harry tensed.

"The only good thing is that there are no other victims, so this means that the murderer has stopped. But of course this means we're even in deeper shit than before. Although there is one thing that maybe would help the investigation." William bent down and retrieved a vial with a dark fluid in it. He showed it to Harry. "A couple of days ago, a woman came to us with this. She said she had been talking to a guy while waiting for her drink, but when she came back from the bathroom the guy had disappeared. When she wanted to take a sip of her drink, she remembered the murderer and she thought it would be best to test her drink." William nodded to the vial. "It was indeed poisoned. She brought her drink to her home and managed to extract the poison from the drink and brought it to us."

"Wait, are you telling me that this is a full bottle of the poison?" Harry asked interested and surprised.

William nodded. "Yes. Surprising isn't it? Never thought that the murderer would slip up. Guess we got lucky that he slipped up this time."

"Could the woman give a description of the guy?" Against knowing better, Harry got interested in the case again. He had thought that after resigning from his job, there was no way he would ever get any more information about the murderer.

"Only a bit. The pub where they had met, was a bit dark so the features were hazy. She said that the guy was of a fairly normal build, not too big and not too small. He had dirty blond hair and was rather slender. She couldn't tell more."

"That's too bad, it would have been easier if she had given a better description. That way the public could have been warned." Harry replied disappointed. There were many people with dirty blond hair and a slender build.

"Actually, could I ask you a favor?" William asked uncertainly.

Harry looked up surprised. "Yeah, sure."

"I heard you know a decent Potions master who discovered three possible ingredients; do you think he could work better if he had more poison?" William asked nervously.

Harry blinked, thinking about Snape. It had been rather awkward asking that man for help the first time, he wondered if Snape would kill him if he asked a second time. Oh well, if Snape tried something, he was sure he had Draco to rescue him.

Harry smiled. "Yeah, sure, I can ask him."

William sighed relieved. "Thanks, Harry. I'm sorry I had to bother you with this here, but I didn't know where you live now. Of course if you don't want to help anymore, I completely understand it."

Harry waved his concern away. "Don't be stupid. I'm rather eager to have that son of a bitch locked up."

"I think we all are, Harry." William sighed and handed over the vial.

"I'll let you know immediately if he discovers something else."

"Thanks. I'll see you later and well, an early happy Christmas, Harry." William smiled and waved.

Harry chuckled. "An early happy Christmas to you too."

He paid for his books and then walked out of the shop. He abruptly stopped in front of the Apothecary. He had now a full vial of poison. That meant there was more poison for Snape to experiment with. Snape had given him three possibilities; what if Snape could make an antidote if he had the poison and the three ingredients?

Harry bit on his lower lip and immediately dashed into a dark alley to Apparate to Snape's manor. He was probably risking a lot, going to Snape without any warning, but he would deal with Snape's anger when he arrived there. This was too important to wait a couple of days. He concentrated on the vision of Snape's front garden and Apparated away.

Severus looked up with a frown when he felt his wards being breached. He put his book down and stood up. Who would visit him now? It didn't feel like Draco. Besides Draco knew better than to visit him unexpected.

He glared when he heard the frantic knocking and stormed to his door. He ripped the door open and glared. "What do you want?" He was surprised to see Potter standing on his porch, looking hazard.

"Sir! I need your help!" Potter said urgently.

Severus raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms. "Why do you need my help now, Potter?"

"Do you think you could find an antidote to the poison if you have more of the poison and if you had those three rare ingredients?" Potter asked hastily.

Severus stared at him. "Potter, I know this is difficult for you to comprehend, but the fact is that even if I had more poison, I wouldn't be able to produce an antidote because those ingredients are very rare and very expensive." He growled.

"But sir, I do have more poison!" Potter insisted and showed him a dark vial with the poison swishing it.

"How did you get that? Did you get in trouble again?" Severus snapped and grabbed the vial, lifting it in the air, studying it.

Potter sighed annoyed. "No, I didn't get in trouble, a former coworker gave it to me."

"I could have done more with this, but as you can see, I don't have the ingredients." Severus replied sarcastically and glanced at the boy in front of him – never mind that Potter was already twenty – six and far from a boy anymore.

"But I can pay for the ingredients!" Potter suggested, his green eyes shining excitedly. "I have the vaults of the Potters and of the Blacks. There's got to be enough money in it to buy the stuff."

Severus glared and grabbed Potter's arm, pulling him into his house. He slammed the door close and pinched his nose. "Potter, when you quit your job, it was with the purpose not to involve yourself with that dangerous case anymore. Are you really that stupid? Or just stubborn?"

Potter crossed his arms. "What's the problem? It's not like I'm hunting down the murderer." He huffed.

"Why would you spend your money on something you're not even working on anymore?" Severus asked confused.

"I just want that bastard locked up. Besides, you're the only one who would be able to create an antidote." Potter replied, his face earnest.

"My, you must be really desperate if you're willing to compliment me." Severus sneered.

"Will you help me or not?" Potter asked annoyed.

"How are you going to get those ingredients? They don't sell it here." Severus pointed out.

Potter stilled and a blush appeared on his cheeks.

"You haven't thought of that, have you?" Severus realized smugly.

Potter glared at him. "I would have thought of that! I just didn't think of it now." He murmured.

Severus snorted and shook his head.

"Do you know where we can find those ingredients?"

Severus stared at him and sighed. Draco would hate him for this. "Yes, I know. You're not a Potions Master if you don't know where to find certain … ingredients."

Potter ignored the slight pause when he spoke and replied, "Well then, where can I find them?"

Severus sighed and rubbed his sleeps. He felt a migraine coming up. "I suggest we will go over this tomorrow." When he saw Potter ready to protest, he continued, "I'm sure Draco will be waiting for you at the manor. If you keep him waiting any longer, he will send a search party."

Potter laughed but stopped abruptly when Severus remained stoic.

"Wait, he seriously would send a search party?" He asked incredulously.

"We're talking about a Malfoy here, Potter, they're insanely possessive. I'm surprised he let you go out alone." Severus snorted.

Potter smiled faintly.

"He doesn't know where you went, does he?" Severus sighed and shook his head.

"Well, it's not like I got in trouble or anything. I think I will go to the manor now." Potter said hastily and turned around. Before he left, he turned around to face Severus. "So, we will talk about the ingredients tomorrow?" He asked uncertainly.

"I'll come to the manor at ten a.m." Severus answered curtly.

Potter seemed to hesitate.

"What now, Potter?" Severus sighed for the umpteenth time that evening.

"Thank you for helping me, sir." Potter murmured before leaving through the door and Apparating just after the wards.

Severus blinked and snorted. Potter would never cease to amaze him. He placed the vial in a drawer and settled back on his chair, taking his book again.

Draco found Teddy sitting in the living room, reading a book while watching Scorpius drawing.

"Teddy, can I ask you something?" Draco sat down next to the boy.

Teddy looked up surprised. "Okay."

"Do you know what I can buy for your dad? I've ranked my brain trying to find something but I've come up with nothing." Draco sighed frustrated.

Teddy blinked and closed his book. "Dad never knows what he wants as a present." He replied.

"Why not?"

Teddy shrugged. "I don't know, but grandmother says it has to do something with his family when he was a kid."

"Hm." Draco sighed.

"Maybe you can find something when you go shopping?" Teddy suggested.

"Maybe. You're going shopping with me tomorrow." Draco said firmly.

"Euhm, but what if dad asks where we're going?" Teddy asked uncertainly.

"I'll figure something out tomorrow." Draco promised and absently ruffled Teddy's hair.

Teddy blushed and opened his book again.

"Draco? Teddy? Scorpius? Where are you?" Suddenly Harry's voice yelled from the hallway.

"We're in the living room." Draco shouted back.

Harry appeared in the doorway, clutching some bags in his one hand and a box pressed against his chest.

Draco narrowed his eyes when he saw some holes in the box. "What's in the box, Harry?" He asked nonchalantly.

A smirk appeared on Harry's face. "Nothing special. Don't worry about it. I'm going to place these bags away." He replied and walked up the stairs.

"That's exactly what makes me worried." Draco muttered darkly.

The next day, Harry looked up surprised when he saw Draco, Teddy and Scorpius wearing their coats and scarves.

"Where are you all going?" Harry asked surprised.

"I'm taking Teddy and Scorpius out for shopping." Draco smirked and gave him a kiss. "It's time they learn how to go shopping for real." He winked.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Of course, Draco. Boys, have fun." He smiled at them.

"We will, Daddy." Scorpius chirped and hugged Harry.

Harry hugged back. "Don't tire them out, Draco." He snickered.

Draco huffed. "I won't." He smirked and kissed Harry again.

After their last kiss, Draco disappeared with the two boys to Diagon Alley.

Harry had just finished his second cup of coffee and had taken a shower when Snape arrived exactly at ten a.m.

"Good morning sir." Harry greeted him.

"Good morning, Potter." Snape nodded curtly. He looked around with a raised eyebrow. "Where are Draco and the brats?"

Harry shrugged. "They've gone out shopping."

"Hm. Well, do you still want to spend your money on rare expensive potion ingredients?" Snape asked, stressing the word expensive.

Harry nodded determined. "Of course; how else will we catch that bastard?"

Snape sat down at the table and gestured for Harry to sit down too.

Harry, slightly miffed that he had to get permission from Snape to sit down, grabbed another cup of coffee and after hesitating for a few seconds, slid a cup with coffee to Snape too.

Snape raised an eyebrow, but accepted the cup.

"So, where do we start searching for those ingredients?" Harry asked curiously.

"Well, I have some contacts left from the war who could supply me with the ingredients we need." Snape replied calmly.

"Thus, we need the poison of a snake, a stone and the poison of an octopus." Harry summed up.

"Roughly said, yes." Snape sneered.

"All right, how much do you think it will cost?" Harry asked, determined to keep this meeting without the supervision of Draco peaceful.

Snape drummed his fingers on the table; a loud tapping sound in the otherwise silent kitchen. The house elves were elsewhere in the manor, probably cleaning the rooms.

"Well, the poison of the blue ringed octopus will be the cheapest. Nine hundred and fifty-three Galleons for a liter of it." Snape began.

Harry almost choked in his coffee when he heard the price. "Nine hundred and fifty-three Galleons for a liter? You call that cheap?" He squeaked out.

Snape raised an eyebrow. "I thought you understood me when I said it was expensive."

"Well yeah, but I didn't expect it to be that expensive." Harry exclaimed and ranked a hand through his hair.

"Nobody forces you to buy those ingredients, Potter." Snape gritted out.

"I know, okay, I know. I just – can't I be surprised?" Harry huffed. "Continue."

Snape snorted and shook his head. "The Roche de la Mort has a value of one thousand Galleons, give or take. Lastly the poison of the Akeyra has a value on the black market of two thousand five hundred Galleons, but I will have to contact some people to be sure."

Harry paled at the mentioned prices. All right, so he hadn't expected it to be that expensive. Still, he wanted that asshole in Azkaban and he wanted to avoid more deaths caused by him. If he bought those ingredients, Snape would probably be able to create an antidote. What were a few thousand Galleons when he could save people?

"All right, you can contact those people. I'll buy that stuff." Harry muttered.

Snape stared at him with unreadable eyes. "Are you sure, Potter? We're not talking about a few Galleons here."

"I know." Harry snapped. "But I also don't want more people to die. If you have those ingredients, there's a big chance you'll be able to create an antidote. So a few thousand Galleons are worth it if it saves those innocent people."

For a while it was silent, while the two occupants kept staring at each other.

Snape was the one who broke the silence. "There are times when helping people is considered to be the best thing you can do, but there are also times when it's just plain stupidity."

"So, are you going to contact those people?" Harry asked irritated.

Snape scowled. "Yes, idiotic brat, I will contact them. I just hope you know what you're doing."

Harry shrugged. "What can possibly go wrong with trying to find an antidote?"

"With you, Potter? Anything is possible." Snape snorted.

Harry looked insulted, but decided it just wasn't worth the effort to reply.

"All right, what do you think of this?" Draco held up a green shirt, showing it to Teddy.

Teddy cocked his head to the right. "It's a nice shirt." He shrugged.

"But not good enough for Harry." Draco frowned and hung the shirt away.

"It's not that; it's just that dad isn't used to receiving presents." Teddy bit his lip.

"Well, he will just have to get used to it, considering he's now together with me." Draco said determined.

Suddenly Scorpius' voice sounded a few clothes ranks further. "Papa, Teddy, come look."

Draco raised an eyebrow and followed the direction of Scorpius' voice, Teddy trailing behind him.

They found Scorpius standing in front of … maternity clothes. His little hand was clutching a blue shirt.

"Will Daddy wear this when he has a baby in his belly?" Scorpius asked innocently.

A few pregnant women giggled when they heard Scorpius' innocent question and awed at the cute boy.

Draco blushed a little and grabbed Scorpius' hand before dragging him away. "Scorpius, you know you're not allowed to go out of my sight in public." He scolded.

"But I didn't go far." Scorpius protested. "And you still didn't answer, Papa. Will Daddy wear that shirt when he has a baby in his belly?"

Draco cleared his throat, steering both boys out of the store. "I don't know, sweetie, maybe."

Teddy frowned and followed the two Malfoys through Diagon Alley. There it was again. Again Scorpius was talking about the possibility of his dad getting pregnant. But his dad had told him men couldn't get pregnant because they didn't have the necessary organs. And that was good – the fact that his dad couldn't get babies that is. He didn't need another person to fight for his dad's attention. Two people were enough – he excluded Ginny.

Draco stopped abruptly in front of a jewelry shop. "What do you think of this?"

"There are nice things in here." Teddy murmured, mesmerized by the sparkling and glittering jewelry.

Draco smirked and grabbed the boys' hands. "I think I'll find something in here for Harry."

And indeed, when they exited the shop, Draco was holding a bag with two presents in it. Although one present would be of use later.

When they arrived at the manor again, Draco sent the two boys to take a bath because it would warm them up. He hid the two presents in his study room and made his way to Harry's room.

He knocked and entered the room, seeing Harry sit on his bed with a frown on his face and a letter in his hands.

Draco sat down next to him, sliding an arm around his shoulders and gave him a kiss on his cheek.

"I missed you." He murmured and buried his face in Harry's neck, inhaling his scent.

Harry stroked his hair and gave him a quick kiss on his temple. "You were only gone for a few hours."

"Still I missed you." Draco sighed. "I sent the boys to take a bath so they could warm up. What are you reading?"

"Ginny sent me another letter."

Draco tensed and slowly breathed out.

"She wants to meet me again." He could feel Harry's stare. "So, do you want to go with me?"

Draco sighed and closed his eyes. Damn persistent bitch.

AN2: So what do you think of it? Next chapter will contain the first lemon *smirks* Please leave your thoughts behind in a review! I'll see you all next Tuesday (hopefully)

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