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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 third chapter :)

Thanks to the following reviewers: HeartStar; SP777; StarrCrystal; Madamdragon (yep, this will be MPreg); thrnbrooke; Annabel_Lee

I hope you all like this chapter as well!

Chapter 3

The sun peeped through the curtains and shone on the little boy's face. The boy furrowed his eyebrows and opened his eyes, blinking against the sunlight. Scorpius yawned and rubbed his tiny fists in his eyes, rubbing the sleep away. He shook his head and stared at nothing in particular. Slowly, the events of last night seeped into his brains and he smiled happily. It had been such a fun evening. He wanted to repeat last evening.

Scorpius slipped out of bed and padded downstairs, in search for his daddy. He found him in the kitchen, reading the newspaper while sipping his coffee.

Draco looked up and smiled when he saw his son coming to him. "Good morning, Scorpius. Did you sleep well?"

Scorpius climbed on the chair (which had a pillow on it, courtesy of the house elves) and smiled. "Yes, daddy!"

Draco chuckled and ordered some pancakes for his son. The pancakes appeared before Scorpius, cut into little pieces with chocolate syrup on it.

"Daddy, I want to ask somting." Scorpius began.

"It's 'something', Scorpius, not somting." Draco corrected him. "What do you want to ask?"

"When is Harry coming back?" Scorpius asked excitedly.

"You have to say: when will Harry be coming back, Scorpius. And I don't know. Why do you ask?" Draco asked curiously. He hadn't known his son was already so attached to Harry. When did that happen?

"Because I like him and I want to see Harry again. Can't you call Harry, daddy?" Scorpius pouted.

Draco laughed surprised. "Scorpius, I can't just call Harry and demand that he visits us again."

"Why not?" Scorpius asked innocently.

Draco sighed. "Because he has to work too, Scorpius and besides, you saw him yesterday. He can't visit us every day."

"But I want to see Harry." Scorpius whined.

"Stop that whining immediately, Scorpius." Draco said sternly. "You can't always get what you want. I'm sure Harry will visit us again, but you have to be patient."

Scorpius looked sad and pouted, but didn't reply. He knew not to push his daddy when he used that tone. But how was he supposed to get Harry as his second daddy when his daddy didn't want to visit Harry?

Teddy walked yawning the kitchen in. He blinked groggily and sat down at the kitchen table.

"Are waffles okay?" His godfather asked him.

Teddy nodded and yawned again.

A little while later, Teddy woke up fully when he smelled the waffles.

"Thanks." He smiled and dug in.

Harry sat down across from him. "What do you think of you and me going flying?" He suggested smiling.

Teddy looked up surprised. "Don't you have papers to write?"

Harry shook his head. "No, I have time. Those papers are not running away." He joked.

Teddy smiled. "All right then. I would like to go flying."

An hour later, Harry and Teddy were ready to go, when they were halted by a fire call of Shacklebolt.

"Harry, I have to speak with you about a new case." He said in his deep voice.

Harry glanced at Teddy. "Can't it wait until tomorrow? Teddy and I were just on our way to go flying."

"I'm sorry, Harry, but it's rather urgent." Shacklebolt insisted.

Harry sighed. "Teddy, wait here. I'll make the call quick."

"Okay, Harry." Teddy said softly and sat on a kitchen chair. Why did he have the feeling that there wouldn't be any flying today?

Harry bent down, so that he could have a better conversation. "What's so urgent that you can't wait until tomorrow to inform me about it?"

"I've just got informed that a Dark wizard has been spreading poisonous potions in the underworld. It would seem like any normal Dark wizard that tries his hand in potions, but from what I have gathered, it seems like this person is very educated. Harry, the Healers can't find an antidote. They fear that the victims will die." Shacklebolt explained with a grave face.

"And what do you need me to do? I can't go out in the field today, Shacklebolt; I can't break another promise to Teddy." Harry said, slightly desperate. He didn't dare to think how Teddy would feel if he was dumped again for a case. It had happened before in the past that Harry had to cancel his outing with Teddy because of a case. He hated to see the disappointed face of his godson.

"For now, I just need you to look into the file, see if you can find some clues as to who it can be and why he chose those people to poison. The exact field work can wait a few days." Shacklebolt answered.

"Fine, send me the file. I'll look into it." Harry sighed.

"It will be at your place in a quarter of an hour. Thank you, Harry. I'll see you tomorrow at work."

"Yes, good bye." Harry shut the Floo connection.

"Do you need to go?" The soft voice of his godson startled him and he turned around.

"No, Shacklebolt needs me to look into a file. But we still have time to go flying, don't worry." Harry smiled strained.

Teddy smiled weakly, but he understood the flying would be short, because his godfather had another case. Sometimes he wished his godfather wasn't an Auror; that way he would have more time for Teddy and the boy wouldn't have to worry about Harry's safety. Ever since Teddy fully understood what an Auror exactly had to do, he had always been afraid that one day, Harry wouldn't come back for him. That Harry would leave him, just like his parents had left him.

Just like Teddy had predicted, their flying outing only lasted an hour before they returned home where Harry immediately disappeared into his study. Teddy tried to pass the time with reading and looking at his parents' photo album. It wasn't until dinner time that he saw his godfather again. Teddy didn't dare to ask for a story before he went to sleep because he saw how tense Harry was. Whatever the case was, it clearly made his godfather very worried.

Later that night, Harry tucked him in bed and hastily gave him a good night kiss, before going back to his study.

Whoever was responsible for making the potions, he knew how to hide his tracks. Usually, after a week of studying the case and questioning the victims, Harry would have an idea as to where he would have to look for the culprit. Unfortunately he didn't have this luck in this particular case. Not only didn't the file give him some decent clues, he also couldn't question the victims, since they had all slipped into a coma. The Healers were desperate. Even the most intelligent Healers, who were able to create an antidote to every possible poison, didn't have a clue as to how they could help the people. The potion the victims swallowed spent a very short time in their blood stream before dissolving completely, without leaving any traces. However, the effect of the poison was instantaneous; only an hour after having the potion in their body, the victims' hearts would get in overload, they would get a high fever and stomach ache before falling into a coma.

Harry had tried to find a connection between the victims, but so far he hadn't found it. If anything, the victims hadn't had anything to do with the others. There was a woman in her thirties, who had three children and stayed at home; a man who worked at the Ministry in the sports department; a guy of barely twenty who just had started working as a salesman in a clothes store; an older man who was retired and was living rather isolated and finally a child: a girl of barely seven. This victim had struck Harry's heart the most. It was only a child, for Merlin's sake! What kind of low life would harm an innocent child?

So with no clues, Harry was stuck with the case. Since this case was so severe, he often worked late and had to have Teddy staying at his grandmother's. Harry knew Teddy didn't like it when he was stuck with his grandmother, but Harry didn't want to take the risk. He didn't dare to leave Teddy alone in the house without any protection. Even with the wards, Harry didn't trust it. If this person managed to make a poison that left no trace, who said he wasn't capable of breaking into a heavily warded home?

At the end of the week, Harry was dead tired. He took the file at home and spent his weekend trying to find clues he might have missed. To no avail.

He had visited his godson that Sunday, but had to leave him at his grandmother's even though Teddy protested heavily. Andromeda assured Harry that Teddy could stay as long as needed and that he didn't have to worry about anything.

In the second week, there was a highlight in the case. Some of the Aurors had managed to locate some poison in a drink of the next victim (a young woman who had just gotten married). It wasn't much, but now they could see what kind of ingredients were used for the poison. The Potions Masters of the Ministry however had to give up. Even with their knowledge, they couldn't identify one ingredient. It was unknown and it was suspected that this ingredient caused the person to fall into a coma.

Harry was getting frustrated. Even with the potion, they couldn't find the Dark wizard. He needed a miracle… or an exceptionally good Potion Master. Problem was: where could he find that person?

On Friday, Harry locked up his office with a sigh. He had ranked his brain to find a suitable Potion Master, but he couldn't think of one person who could do the job. He wondered if this would be one of the cases that would grow cold and be forgotten.

"If Death would be a person he would look just like you." An amused voice drawled.

Harry startled and turned around to see Draco Malfoy leaning against the wall of his office with a smirk on his face.

"Merlin, Malfoy, don't sneak up on me. I almost hexed you." Harry scowled and stuffed his wand back in his pocket.

"Back to 'Malfoy'? I distinctly remember that my son had demanded that we use each other's first names. Besides, maybe you need more training if I manage to sneak up on you." Draco drawled and smirked again.

"You're an ass, Draco." Harry rolled his eyes.

"I don't think my son wants us to insult each other. He wants us to be friends, remember?" Draco smiled sweetly.

Harry narrowed his eyes and was instantly wary. "What do you want, Draco?"

"Why do you think I want something? Can't I just have a friendly chat with one of my friends?" Draco asked innocently.

"You're a Slytherin and a Malfoy. You always want something." Harry deadpanned.

Draco placed his hand over his heart. "Ouch, that hurt. So much distrust to my motives – you should be ashamed of yourself." Draco pouted.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Cut the crap, Draco and just tell me what you want. I'm not in the mood for games now." He sighed and rubbed tiredly in his eyes.

Draco studied him. "No, apparently not. My son misses you. He wants to see you again." He finally answered.

"Why?"

"I assume it's because he has grown fond of you. I can be patient if I want, Harry, but the constant whining of my son is too much even for me. If you coming to see him makes him happy and stops his whining, then I don't care. So, what do you think?" Draco asked, looking expectantly.

"Think about what?" Harry asked confused.

"About coming to dinner again, obviously." Draco said as if it had been obvious.

Harry sighed. "I'm sorry, but I really can't come to dinner. I'm too busy with a case."

"What case?" Draco asked curiously.

"That's not really your business." Harry said lightly.

"Hey, maybe I can help you."

"I doubt it."

"It wouldn't hurt to try, you know."

"Fine, but if you breath one word of this to another person, I'm going to make sure you won't ever talk again. Or walk for that matter."

"You don't have to be so violent about it. I swear I won't tell anyone."

Harry sighed. "The last couple of weeks, there have been various attacks on random people. Somehow this wizard manages to poison these people without anyone being the wiser."

"Can't you just interrogate the victims and ask if they saw someone suspicious or if they had a quarrel with someone?" Draco suggested.

Harry looked grimly. "That is impossible, seeing as all the victims are in a coma."

"So? Wake them up from the coma; I'm sure there are spells for that." Draco shrugged, not seeing the problem.

"We can't. Whatever is in this poison, it makes sure that it doesn't leave any traces and that the victims aren't able to be cured. None of the Healers or the Potion Masters in the Ministry are able to fully identify the poison and create an antidote for it. One week ago, a couple of Aurors managed to find some poison left behind in a cup, but so far the research doesn't tell us anything. Well, that's not entirely true. The specialists have managed to identify all ingredients but one, and it's that one that we suspect causes the coma." Harry finished his explanation. "So we still don't have a clue who to catch and how to cure the victims."

"Did all the Potion Masters test the poison?" Draco asked, looking thoughtfully.

"All the ones in the Ministry, yes." Harry nodded. "But they didn't find the last ingredient."

"But you didn't go to the best Potion Master in this country." Draco said.

Harry looked confused. "Who are you talking about?"

Draco rolled his eyes. "If he knew you would have forgotten him, he would regret the fact that he helped you all those years ago. How could you have forgotten about him?"

"Cut the crap, Draco and tell me who you are talking about." Harry said impatiently.

"Severus Snape obviously. He's the best Potion Master there is. How could you have forgotten him?" Draco scoffed, shaking his head.

Harry stared at him dumbstruck.

AN2: Yeah, I didn't agree with Rowling killing off Snape, so I found a way to bring him back (don't worry, there will be a reason giving for his appearance). So what did you think of it?

Everyone who reviews, gets to spend two hours with Draco :P

See you all next week! (P.S. The next chapter of All is fair in the game called love will be posted next week too)

Love and cuddles

Melissa
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