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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.

Chapter List
- 25
- 26
- 27
Author's note: So yeah, university has started again but I'll try to keep my updating schedule as it is now – with the stress on 'try' ^^;

Thanks to the following reviewers: StarrCrystal (glad to hear that); LilianKnight; MakeupDiva84; Claudia; delia cerrano (Harry doesn't know yet that male pregnancy exist and thinks that Draco makes fun of him by buying that shirt after Scorpius already has the idea of a baby in his head. Draco only had flings, nothing serious – Harry is the first guy he has actually fallen for); SP777; BabyFawn; she-who-waits-in-darkness; bcjink (thanks, I'm going to need the luck)

Warning: I think you can safely call this a lemon filler chapter LOL

Chapter 26

Harry didn't know how quickly he could get rid of the handcuffs. He would die of shame if Draco saw these – and he shuddered to think of what would go through Draco's head when he saw the handcuffs. He slipped out of the room when he was sure that nobody was in the hallway and hurried up the stairs to his room, quickly closing the door. His eyes searched the whole room, trying to find the perfect spot to hide his 'gift'.

He nearly yelped in surprise when he heard Draco's voice close to his room asking, "Harry? Where are you? Daphne has left with Scorpius to take him out."

Almost diving to it, Harry stuffed the box with the handcuffs underneath the bed, shoving it a bit further underneath it to make sure Draco wouldn't notice it.

He quickly turned around when the door opened and Draco appeared in the doorway.

"Harry, what were you doing in here?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I was looking for a … document." Harry replied slowly.

Draco stared at him. "What kind of document?"

"Just something I needed to read." Harry waved his hand and slipped out of the room, his arm brushing against Draco's.

Draco frowned, but followed Harry downstairs.

"How long will Daphne be out with Scorpius?" Harry asked curiously.

Draco shrugged. "Until dinner which is …" He looked on his watch. "In three hours."

Harry nodded and plopped down on the couch in the living room, Teddy joining him soon, cuddling to his side.

"What did the lady say to you, dad?" Teddy asked curiously.

Draco settled down on Harry's other side and smirked. "Yes, that's something I want to know as well. You two couldn't have gotten in a fight considering you both seem fine."

Harry rolled his eyes. "No, we didn't get into a fight. She just wanted to make sure that I didn't play a joke on you with this relationship."

Draco snorted. "As if. Your Gryffindor nature wouldn't allow you to play a joke on me."

"You know: I was almost sorted into Slytherin." Harry mused, smirking when he felt Draco staring at him.

Teddy looked up at him surprised. "Really, dad? How come you were a Gryffindor then?"

"Because Draco had been a jerk to me and I decided that I didn't want to share a dorm with an ass like him." Harry smirked.

"Hey, you were the one who denied my offer of friendship." Draco interjected insulted, still slightly shocked to hear that the great Harry Potter, the poster child of the Light could have been sorted into Slytherin. He wondered how things would have turned out if Harry had indeed accepted to be sorted into his House.

"Like I said earlier, you were a jerk. How did you expect me to accept your offer of friendship when you were being all high and mighty and arrogant?" Harry asked amused.

"I was sometimes an arrogant snot, wasn't I?" Draco murmured.

"Sometimes?" Harry snorted and yelped when Draco smacked his thigh.

"Dad, how late are we leaving tomorrow to go to grandmother?" Teddy asked curiously.

"I was thinking about leaving at nine a.m. She's anxious to see you again." Harry smiled.

"I want to see her too! I missed her." Teddy smiled excitedly.

Draco sighed. "Too bad I can't come with you. I would have loved to get to know my aunt better." He muttered disappointed. He never had had any problems with his Black relatives, but since his mother had refused to let him visit his aunt Andromeda (he had met his aunt Bellatrix multiple times, but he had always been relieved when she finally left. She must have been the craziest witch the world had ever known; Draco still shivered when he remembered her burning crazy eyes) and his cousin Sirius had been in Azkaban, he had never met someone from his mother's side. Teddy was actually his closest family, besides Andromeda.

"Just give her some time." Harry soothed him. "She'll get used to you eventually, but now she just needs some time. She wasn't expecting that I would end up with you after all."

"How did she react to the Weasley?" Draco asked interested. Harry had received a card from her in which she wished him a merry Christmas and a happy new year, but she hadn't asked for another meeting for which Draco was happy. He didn't think he could stand having his holiday ruined by seeing her ugly face. Besides if he had to see her flirting with Harry one more time, his hand would accidentally slip and hex her. Not that it would be his fault of course.

"Grandmother didn't like her." Teddy replied and sounded satisfied. "She said that no girl can be trusted when she wears a skirt that can act like a belt or something like that."

"Teddy! I didn't think you would have heard that." Harry said a bit pale. He could have sworn Teddy had still been asleep when he had had that particular conversation with Andromeda. That had been a few months before Harry had discovered she was cheating on him. He was grateful that Andromeda never had said 'I told you so', when he told her about the break up.

Teddy shrugged. "I woke up because one of grandmother's cats was trying to steal my sheets."

Draco decided he already liked the aunt he had never had met. She obviously had people knowledge. That trait must have come from the Black family apparently.

"You know if you would close your door, her cat wouldn't try to steal your sheets." Harry chuckled.

Teddy pouted and crossed his arms. "I always close my door, but that cat manages to open it every time!" He exclaimed. Grandmother's cats were not magical, but they weren't normal either. Teddy swore they could open doors and open packets to get to their food. Cats were very sneaky little creatures. The ones, who say that apes are the most intelligent creatures on earth after the humans, have obviously never studied a cat. Teddy was willing to bet that cats were even smarter than apes.

"Where is Dagda?" Harry looked around, searching for the little fur ball.

"He's sleeping on my bed. He tired himself out with running after one of his mice." Teddy snickered when he remembered how furious Dagda had been because Teddy had been dangling the toy mouse in front of his face, but kept it out of reach for a while.

"And Ivory?"

"That damned creature settled himself around my son's neck and is out too." Draco scowled. "I hope he drowns in that lake." He added darkly.

"That's not nice, Draco. Scorpius really likes his new pet." Harry chided amused.

"You're evil; you're just plain evil." Draco shook his head.

Harry just smirked in reply.

Because it was the beginning of a new year, the house elves had made sure to make enough food to feed a small army. Draco had invited his godfather, but Snape had sneered and had retorted that he had no desire to spend another holiday together with the 'evil spawn' of James Potter. Draco was now sure that Severus would start taking a liking to Harry. It was only a matter of time.

Daphne had decided to stay for three days to spend more time with her son. They had had a lovely day in the park and Scorpius told them excitedly about all the things he had done with his mother.

Daphne for her part just sipped of her champagne while quietly listening to her son's chatter and keeping an eye on Potter and Draco. Whenever Draco thought nobody was looking he would touch Potter on more inappropriate places and Daphne was tempted many times to tell them that they were not alone and should keep the messing around when they were in their own bedroom. But in the end she didn't, only because it would make good blackmail later.

Her son had been most delighted to tell her everything about Harry Potter and how he was such a sweet daddy and that Scorpius couldn't wait until his papa put a baby in his daddy's belly. Only her training as a pureblood had kept Daphne from laughing. She could already imagine a pregnant Potter and was peeved to realize that he would actually look rather cute with a round belly. She made sure to remember Draco that once Potter was pregnant, she would get to be the godmother. If only to teach the child how to annoy his or her parents. Daphne smirked at that thought. Yes, she would love being a godmother very much.

When it was ten p.m. they decided to send the boys to bed. Scorpius and Teddy had been nodding off frequently and they had started yawning a little while after they had had dessert.

After kissing the three adults (Teddy had been shy at first to give Daphne a kiss, but she had told him he could call her Aunt Daphne and that he didn't need to be shy to give her a kiss), Daphne grabbed each boy by their hand and led them upstairs to their room. She had noticed how much Potter had been drinking and she didn't think he would have stayed upright if he had to guide the two boys to their bedrooms.

Harry was sure he had never drunk so much in his life as now. Whenever he looked at Daphne, he would be reminded of the box with handcuffs lying underneath his bed and his face would heat up at the thought. He was trying to drown the memories of the handcuffs with the champagne the house elves kept bringing to the table, but had to admit that maybe getting drunk wasn't his best idea. Of course by the time he had finally realized that, he was already slightly drunk. Not drunk enough to pass out, but just enough to relax and feel his boundaries expand.

By the time that Daphne was bringing Scorpius and Teddy to bed, he was already all over Draco, kissing his neck and rubbing his hands over his chest. Draco had never looked sexier as now and Harry vaguely wondered how long it would take to get them both upstairs and out of their clothes.

Draco himself was only slightly tipsy. Despite being brought up with many parties and meetings with alcohol seeing as the Malfoy family was very rich and famous, he had never liked the notion of getting drunk and not having complete control over his body. He liked to know what he was doing and only allowed himself a few glasses of champagne before switching to water.

But if there was one thing he enjoyed about booze, then it was the effect they had on Harry. Booze, he discovered, made Harry very flirty and touchy, which were two things he didn't object against. He had made sure that Harry drank water as well, because he had no desire to see his lover passing out from the alcohol. He wondered if Harry always drank this much or if he only reserved it for special occasions like now. Thank Merlin he had kept his hands of Draco, until the boys were brought to their beds. That was something he didn't want to show the boys.

"Hm, Draco, do you know what I wanna do right now?" Harry whispered seductively in his ear, making Draco shiver. His voice had only the slightest hint of a slur, but Draco grabbed Harry's glass and placed it on the table next to him. Harry had had enough for this evening.

He put his arms around Harry's waist and pulled him to his chest. "No, what do you want to do?" He purred and kissed Harry's eyelids.

"I wanna go to our bedroom now and," Harry embraced his neck, trailing kisses from his chin to his collarbone, "I want you to fuck me." He breathed and his green eyes were sparkling in the light of the candles.

Now, like every other healthy twenty-six year old, Draco was very tempted to say yes to that particular suggestion, especially when Harry said it with those alluring eyes and his hips rolling against his. However, he didn't want Harry to regret what they did when morning came and he was sober again. He didn't think Harry would appreciate him taking advantage of his slightly drunk state, even though it was difficult to say no to him now.

Draco bit his lip and groaned softly. The one time Harry made the first move to fuck, it had to be the time that he was drunk.

"Harry, I don't think that's a good idea." He sighed, his hands rubbing Harry's back.

"No, it's a very good idea." Harry grinned and his hands fiddled with the buttons on Draco's blue shirt. "It's a very good idea, you fucking me into the mattress." He nipped at Draco's ear and Draco moaned; his ears were very sensitive.

"You're going to regret us fucking when you wake up tomorrow sober, Harry." Draco tried to convince him.

Harry giggled. "I'm not drunk. And believe me, I won't be regretting us fucking in the morning. I promise, Dray." He brought his body closer to Draco's lean, taller one. "Please, Draco, please fuck me."

Before Draco could protest, Harry had pressed his lips against him and was kissing him very passionately, almost aggressive when he pushed his tongue in his mouth, swirling it around his tongue. Draco tasted the bitter bubbly taste of the champagne and Harry's own unique taste. He moaned and forced Harry's legs open, bringing his thigh between them, sliding his leg higher and higher until he pushed against Harry's groin. He sneaked his hand between their bodies and cupped Harry's throbbing one, softly squeezing it, making the other man whimper and pant.

Draco gasped in surprise when a warm hand grabbed his erection and started to squeeze it.

Green eyes looked at him triumphantly. "Seems I'm not the only one with a problem. I can make it better." He winked and licked his lips.

Draco groaned and let his head fall on Harry's shoulder. Dear Merlin, but Harry Potter was going to be the death of him, the fucking tease.

A soft discreet cough made him look up and he felt his cheeks redden when he saw Daphne standing in the doorway smirking with a knowing glint in her eyes.

"I'm tired, so I'm going to bed now. It seems to me that you're going to be busy, so make sure not to forget the silencing spells, all right, Draco?" Daphne smirked and had the audacity to wink at him.

"Daphne, you!" He growled, but Daphne just laughed and skipped away. His ex-wife could be so annoying at times.

"Draco, I wanna go to bed too." Harry smiled and grabbed his hand. While Draco had been distracted by Daphne, Harry had managed to undo all the annoying buttons on the shirt that his Draco's chest for him and he couldn't wait to touch him and kiss him again. He had enough presence of mind to wait until they were in the bedroom.

Draco, misunderstanding Harry's words, smiled, thinking Harry had grown tired from the booze in his system and wanted to go to sleep. He tried to convince himself that sleeping now was a good idea, even though his lower half didn't seem to agree with him.

"Of course, Harry, we'll go to bed now." He chuckled and let Harry lead him out of the room, laughing softly when Harry pulled at his hand impatiently on the stairs.

When they finally arrived in the bedroom, Harry closed the door and tried to locate his wand. After five minutes of searching he realized he had dropped it somewhere in the room when he was here in the afternoon.

"Draco, do you want to cast the silencing spell?" Harry asked, already pulling his sweater over his head.

Draco frowned, not knowing why they would need a silencing spell when they would go to sleep, but shrugged and casted the spell, placing his wand on the nightstand when he was done.

He too started to undress himself until he was only left in boxers. Harry turned around to face him and his eyes gleamed when they caught sight of his naked chest.

"Aren't you going to put your pajamas on?" Draco asked and snuggled down in the bed, holding the sheets open for Harry to join him.

Harry shook his head chuckling. "No, I won't need them." He grinned and slipped between the sheets, settling himself on Draco's lap.

Draco got a light shock when Harry brushed their hips together and his lower body responded enthusiastically. Draco cursed his traitorous body.

"Harry, I thought you said you wanted to go to sleep?" He hinted, trying to keep his body under control. It was a futile attempt; what else had he expected when he had Harry sitting half naked on top of him?

"I never said I wanted to sleep." Harry grinned and brought their chests together, shivering at the warm contact. "I said I wanted to go to bed. And what do you do in bed?"

"Euhm, sleeping?" Draco offered lamely.

Harry rolled his eyes; clearly he wasn't as drunk as Draco had suspected him to be if he could still roll his eyes like that.

"No, you idiot, I meant that other thing." Harry smiled and gave him a quick kiss on his mouth, rolling his hips again.

Draco took a deep breath, apologized to his lower body, gripped Harry's hips and flipped them over, Harry now lying on his back.

"Hm, I knew you would see it my way." Harry purred and licked his lip.

Draco shuddered at watching that action; cursed his perfect upbringing but sighed. "Harry, we're going to sleep now. It's not a good idea now to have sex with you."

Harry narrowed his eyes. "Why not? Am I not good enough anymore now that you had your fill?" He demanded to know and Draco winced when Harry's fingers dug into his arms.

"No, Harry, don't be stupid. It's not that you're not good enough, it's that I don't want to fuck you when you're drunk. I don't want you to regret this in the morning." Draco explained patiently.

Harry pouted, his lower lip sticking out, tempting Draco to suck on it. "But I already told you that I won't regret anything." He reminded him.

"You're saying that now, but I'm sure you'll say something else in the morning." Draco gave him a soft kiss on his lip, backing away before Harry could make the kiss deeper. "Good night, Harry." He whispered and put the lights out.

He heard Harry huff and the rustling of the sheets when Harry turned around.

Draco sighed softly and pinched his nose, but didn't give in. Harry would thank him for this later when he was sober again. He uncrossed his legs and winced when his hand brushed his hard one. Great, now he had that problem as well. There was nothing else to do than to try and go to sleep, ignoring his erection.

He had just closed his eyes when he felt Harry grabbed his hands and bringing it up to the headboard. Before he could ask Harry what he was doing, he suddenly felt something cold, but somehow fluffy circle around his wrists and closing around them. Immediately his eyes shot up, though they saw nothing but darkness.

"Harry, what did you do?" He asked and prided himself for managing to sound so calm.

He could practically feel Harry grinning when he settled himself back on his hips. He saw the outlines of Harry's body against the weak moonlight that managed to filter through the closed curtains.

Harry didn't think he would ever be grateful to Daphne for giving him those handcuffs as present. Seemed like they did have a good use after all.

"I handcuffed you to the bed." Harry smirked satisfied.

"How did you get those handcuffs and why did you handcuff me?" Draco asked and he tried to wriggle, hissing when the metal cut against his wrists. It wasn't sharp enough to draw blood – the fluff around it prevented that – but it was still digging into his flesh when he pulled too hard.

"Daphne gave those to me, saying you would appreciate it when I used them sometimes." Harry explained chuckling and his fingers trailed softly over Draco's chest, delighting in the way he made the other man shiver.

"Daphne gave you those handcuffs?" Draco huffed outraged. He hated her at this moment. Really. What had she been thinking when she bought that?

But, a sneaky voice in the back of his head piped up, you have to admit it's rather kinky, being handcuffed to the bed with Harry in charge.

He hated that voice at this moment too.

"Hmhm," Harry breathed and licked a path from Draco's cheekbone to his collarbone.

Draco opened his mouth to protest, but was cut off when he felt Harry's wet hot mouth closing around his nipple and he began sucking on it, while one of his hands fondled his other nipple.

Harry didn't stop his assault until both his nipples were dark red and hard and he was left panting for more. Screw being an honest man – if Harry wanted him to fuck him, he would fuck him, consequences be damned. Harry would regret being a tease.

Harry smirked when he felt Draco's hard one brushing against his opening and he wiggled his hips, chuckling breathlessly when Draco moaned.

"Do you really want me to stop, Draco?" He asked and sucked on his earlobe while his hand sneaked down to grab Draco's throbbing erection. He began to stroke it and squeezed the tip every time he reached it. He felt Draco trembling and his lips brushed the other one's mouth.

"Fuck no, don't you dare to stop now!" Draco hissed and bucked his hips.

"I'm not planning to." Harry whispered seductively and slowly hooked his fingers underneath the waistband of Draco's boxers, pulling them down and throwing them on the floor.

He stood up and he could feel Draco's burning eyes looking at him when he removed the last piece of his clothing. He kicked his boxers away and crawled back in bed, on top of Draco, moaning when their bare cocks brushed against each other.

"Merlin, Harry, I want you now." Draco groaned and tossed his head back, bucking his hips up, desperately wanting to be inside Harry again.

Harry kissed him again, deepening the kiss when he felt Draco pushing against him. Their tongues met and began to swirl around each other, each taking turns to suck on each other's tongue. Harry broke away panting, when breathing became an issue.

"Where's the lube?" He whispered; his hands rubbing over Draco's muscled stomach.

Draco blinked at that question and his brain, fogged over with lust, tried to remember where he had put that damn bottle.

"In the top drawer of your nightstand." He murmured and felt Harry bending over him to reach the nightstand.

He struggled against the bounds, desperately wanting to touch Harry and run his hands over that tanned body on top of him, but he had to content himself with sucking and biting on Harry's nipple.

Harry moaned loudly when he felt Draco sucking on his nipple and for a moment he faltered, caught in the feelings of lust and desire. His hand frantically searched the nightstand and he quickly snatched the bottle out of the drawer. He grabbed Draco's chin and kissed him again while his hands fumbled with the cap of the bottle. Finally he managed to open it and he squirted a copious amount of the lube on his hand before rubbing it all over Draco's cock.

Draco hissed when the cold gel touched his heated cock, but he was distracted by Harry sucking on his lower lip.

"Ha – Harry, you – you need to take these hand – handcuffs off, so that I – I can prepare you." He panted and groaned again when he felt Harry giving his cock a rough squeeze.

"No need." Harry told him and before Draco could ask what he meant; Harry had lifted himself, spread his ass cheeks and slowly slid down on Draco's length, grimacing when his entrance was stretched roughly. He knew he should have let Draco prepare him, but he hadn't wanted to wait any longer. He let his breath escape in a hiss and forced his muscles to relax. Eventually he had taken all of Draco in him and was fully seated on Draco's lap. His legs and arms were trembling with the effort it took him to keep still, letting his body adjust to the cock inside of him.

He clamped down when he felt Draco trying to move.

"Not yet." He said through clenched teeth and gripped Draco's waist.

Draco, who was having major trouble with not bucking his hips, bit on his lip. "Are you okay?" He asked worried. He hadn't thought Harry would take him in unprepared and winced at the thought on how much that had to burn. He didn't want to brag, but he wasn't exactly small.

"I'm okay." Harry assured him, his breathing quick. "I just need to adjust a bit."

Draco nodded, still concerned that he had hurt Harry, but Harry would have stopped if it hurt too much, right?

It was only two minutes later that Harry slowly started to lift himself up, until only the tip of Draco's cock was in him before sliding down again, moaning whilst he did so.

Draco groaned and his hips started to buck again; he raised his hips when Harry slid down.

"Merlin, Harry, you're so hot." He hissed and clenched and unclenched his fists.

Harry moaned and steadied himself on Draco's chest before lifting himself up again, but this time he slammed down hard, making him yell when Draco hit his spot.

"Please, Harry, release my hands, I want to touch you." Draco whimpered.

Harry shook his head, his black hair stuck to his sweaty forehead. "Nu uh, those handcuffs are not going off till I say so."

"You're such a fucking tease." Draco hissed.

"I don't hear you complaining." Harry smirked before bending down and their mouths met in a sloppy kiss. His entire body was tense and it was getting harder to move up and down. While his tongue sought out Draco's, he grabbed his own stiff cock and started rubbing himself.

Draco watched his lover jerking off with hungry eyes and raised his hips more impatiently, forcing himself to go deeper in Harry's body; even without his hands, he managed to locate Harry's prostate with every thrust and he kept pushing against it, making Harry moan and scream.

Finally, his body couldn't take the double stimulation and Harry threw his head back, his back arching and he came with a loud scream of 'DRACO!'. His come splattered on Draco's stomach and chest.

Watching Harry come and feeling his body clenching around his cock proved to be too much for Draco and he came with a shout too, throwing his head back in the pillows, his whole body arching while he filled Harry's passage with his seed.

Harry dropped down on Draco's chest and fumbled with the handcuffs, managing to open them. Without caring where they landed, he let them drop on the floor. He was too tired to put them away properly.

"That was amazing, Harry." Draco sighed satisfied and brought his stiff arms around Harry's back. His arms tingled when his blood began rushing back through his wrists, but he didn't pay attention to that.

"Hm, you were pretty amazing too." Harry mumbled back, his head pressed against Draco's shoulder.

"Maybe I should get you drunk more often." Draco suggested with a smirk and shifted a bit, not releasing his hold on Harry.

"Shut up." Harry murmured but smiled. He knew he should get up and clean them, but he was feeling way too tired to even move a muscle and besides he was lying pretty comfortable on Draco. He decided to stay where he was, not minding that Draco was still in him.

They shared one last searing kiss before they fell asleep in each other's arms, not only being connected with their arms, but with certain other body parts too.

When Harry woke up the following morning at half past eight, he cursed the house elf who had thought it had been a great idea to open the curtains, letting the light in the room and making his headache worse. Now he remembered why he usually didn't drink that much. He hated the headache he got the next morning.

He tried to sit up but arms around his waist prevented him from doing that and his whole face flushed bright red when he realized that he could still feel Draco in him. Harry groaned and let his head drop back on his place on Draco's chest when the memories of last night flooded in his brain. Not only had he drank too much, he had seduced Draco and had even used those damn handcuffs! Harry could feel his face burning of shame when he remembered the part of the handcuffs. Merlin, what would Draco think of him now?

He tensed when he felt a cool hand stroking his back.

"Do you regret what we did last night?" Draco asked him softly, but Harry could detect a tense undertone in his voice. Draco obviously thought Harry would regret having sex with him.

Harry was reminded to a week ago when Draco had asked him the exact same thing after they had had sex for the first time and he smiled. Did he regret the fact that they had had sex last night? No. Did he regret doing it under the influence of booze? A bit, though he hadn't been that drunk apparently if he still remembered everything. Did he regret using those handcuffs? Hell yes, because Draco would probably tease him about those.

He lifted his head and softly kissed Draco on his mouth, stroking his blond hair out of his face. "No, I don't regret anything. Besides the drinking." He added as an afterthought. "I regret the drinking part."

Draco smirked and kissed his nose. "I don't. It showed me an interesting side of you. Never knew you were kinky enough to use handcuffs. What's next? Spanking? Because I wouldn't have a problem with spanking your naughty ass."

It was practically impossible, but Harry went even redder and he smacked Draco's chest hard in retaliation. "Shut up! I wasn't in my right mind when I used those handcuffs all right?"

Draco chuckled. "Whatever you say, Harry, whatever you say."

Harry huffed, but didn't reply. His breath caught in his throat when his eyes caught sight of the clock; half past eight. He had to be at Andromeda's in little than half an hour. Fuck.

Harry shot up and scrambled out of bed, cursing when the pain in his lower back flared up, courtesy of last night.

Draco grimaced. "Merlin, Harry, don't get up so fast anymore. At least not when I'm stuck in you."

"I'm sorry, Draco, but I'm late. I really need to get ready to take Teddy and see Andromeda. She's going to kill me if I'm late." Harry babbled and searched for his clothes.

He casted a refreshment charm on himself after locating his wand near the wall next to their bed, having no time to waste on a shower.

Draco sat up and watched amused how Harry tried in vain to tame his wild hair.

"There's no use trying to tame that, Potter. Face it, you're going to face my aunt with hair that looks like you've been thoroughly shagged. Oh wait, you were thoroughly shagged." Draco smirked and laughed when Harry tried to hit him with a pillow.

"Shut up, you jerk." Harry scowled, but the corners of his mouth were twitching.

"Do you need a potion?" Draco asked concerned.

"I'll be fine." Harry assured him and bent down to give him a kiss on his mouth.

They both looked up when they heard the knock on the door.

"Dad?" Teddy's voice sounded through the closed door.

"Come in, Teddy."

Teddy opened the door. He was wearing a grey sweater with a black kitten on it and blue jeans. His hair was black with a blue shine through it and his sparkling brown eyes were looking at his dad curiously.

"Dad, are we going to leave? It's already a quarter to nine." Teddy informed him. He looked at Draco, but quickly averted his eyes when he saw that Draco was half naked.

"I'm almost ready, Teddy. I just have to grab my jacket and then we can go." Harry muttered and grabbed his brown jacket.

"I'll see you two later okay." Draco smiled warmly and shared another kiss with Harry.

Teddy waved at him before turning around to walk downstairs.

When they reached the hallway, Daphne stood there waiting for them with Scorpius next to her.

"He wanted to say goodbye before you left." Daphne explained to Harry.

"I'll see you later, Scorpius." Harry smiled and bent down to hug the boy.

"Bye bye, daddy." Scorpius chirped and hugged him back.

To their surprise, Scorpius hugged Teddy too and for a moment the older boy tensed before returning the hug.

"And, was my gift useful to you last night?" Daphne murmured to Harry, watching the two boys say goodbye.

Harry went red again and he spluttered. "I have no idea what you're talking about." He huffed.

Daphne snorted and crossed her arms. "I'm not stupid, you know. You practically scream 'I've been fucked and it was amazing'."

"God, you Slytherins are so fucking annoying." Harry mumbled and glared at her. He grabbed Teddy's hand. "Come on, Teddy, let's go."

"Bye, Potter. Have a nice day." Daphne smiled sweetly and waved them out. "Oh and don't forget to ask for an extra cushion when you're going to sit down." She added laughing.

Harry froze when he heard that and counted to ten to avoid hexing the ex Slytherin. He knew he had had a valid reason to hate Slytherins.

"Dad, why do you need an extra cushion when you're going to sit down?" Teddy asked suddenly, peering at him with curious brown eyes. "Did you fall on your bum last night?"

Daphne was so lucky she would be gone in a day and that she was Scorpius' mother, otherwise he would have hexed her so badly.

"Something like that, yes, Teddy." Harry smiled strained, wondering if maybe he would get away with hexing the woman. It would only be fair right?

AN2: So what did you think of the chapter? Normally I should be able to update this Friday again. Please leave your thoughts behind in a review!

Love and cuddles

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