Sweet\'s Little Collection | By : Sweetie394 Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 68340 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: And now a request from SlytherinLove86! Also, lovely, I have been debating on waiting until the challenge has been completed, then taking votes on a one shot to turn it into a full story. Shhh! Don't tell. ;)
Day Nine:
Draco scrubbed his hands over his face, hoping the stimulation would wake him up a bit. He felt exhausted. He sighed, giving up on the cases spread out on the desk before him. He pushed his chair away from his desk, standing up slowly. He grimaced as his joints popped. Who knew thirty-one years young could feel so bloody old? He climbed the stairs, stepping over the misplaced teddy, and around the toy truck at the top, with the practised ease that proves he does it often.
He poked his head into the first door that he came too, smiling to himself at the way that Tristan was sprawled across the bed. Their little five year old boy had grown so quickly. Draco found himself feeling nostalgiac as he crossed the room quietly, pausing to draw the covers back over his son and kiss his forehead through a tangle of black curls. They really would have to get his hair cut again soon.
Sneaking out, and continuing down the hall, he stepped into the nursery and over to the crib. He grinned down at their three month old daughter. She was their little miracle child. The healers had told them that they would never be able to have another. He was pleased to see her hair was just as blonde and tidy as his own when she came out. He paused to make sure their monitor was still on and then slipped out of the room once more.
Finally, he came to their room. He could just make out the shape of his huband beneath the coverlet and almost laughed when his heart started beating just a little bit faster. He was still so damned in love with that man. He slid out of his robes and between the sheets, cuddling up behind his husband. Harry rolled over, sleepily, bringing his lips to Draco's. "Kids still down?" he murmured. "Yes, love. Go back to sleep. We have at least another hour before Annabelle wakes up." Harry smiled at the mention of their daughter, and cuddled close into Draco's chest. "M'kay. Love you." Draco pressed his lips to Harry's forehead, wrapping his arms tightly around him. "Love you, too."
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