i thought, why don't i make another baby drarry fanfic? enjoy the fic 😂 my fic had reached 100 y'all! holy shit–
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"Cissa!" Lily squealed and hugged her friend tightly while James held his a few months old baby boy carefully in his arms. "Lily!" a blonde woman hugged her back with a kiss on the cheek. "Hello, James. Hello, Remus and Sirius. How nice it is to have a nice walk to the garden for tea!"
Harry was nursing on his milk in a bottle silently when he noticed the most beautiful person ever across from him, being held by another man with long blond hair tied in a ponytail. He pulled the bottle away from his lips and made a soft coo as he reached out towards the sleepy-looking toddler.
"Seems like baby Harry wants to meet baby Draco," Remus chuckled. Harry whined in a soft tone, waving his pudgy arm towards the small blond. "Alright. Alright, pup. Hold on. Let's put them down and see what happens, Lucius."
Lucius put him down along with James with Harry and as soon as Harry's body touched the soft blanket, he turned to look at Draco. He made soft cooing sounds when the blond looked at him with an adorable confused look.
Draco then started making cooing sounds as well and their hands grabbed each other, not letting go. They started giggling softly and making excited sounds as their bodies moved around with the same energy.
"It seems like they like each other," Sirius grinned in amusement. "That they do," Lucius smiled gently as his son rolled over to be closer to Harry.
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"Dragon, no!" Narcissa tried to stop him but it was already too late when the 2-year-old Draco decided to whack Harry's head with his bottle. Shocked, the black-haired child sat there in silence before he burst into tears and started screaming. Ron flinched at the sudden loud noise.
"Why did you do that, Draco?" Lucius sighed and picked him up. "Why did you hit Harry? He didn't do anything wrong."
Draco only looked away, sulking.
Soon enough, Sirius managed to calm Harry down and let him play with Ron while Draco stayed in his father's arms, occasionally sniffling. "I think Draco's just tired. That's why he was cranky," Remus smiled pityingly.
Narcissa shook her head and took Draco but the child squirmed to be put down. Letting the blond down, the boy took his bottle and played with his blocks silently, away from Harry and Ron.
"Draco's just jealous," Severus said from where he was sitting at the far corner with a book in his hand. "Harry was focusing on Ron too much."
Lily smiled wryly at her best friend's words. "I wasn't aware that kids could be jealous at this age."
"Apparently they could, especially those two," Narcissa beckoned.
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Draco was about to go to sleep and usually, he would be sleeping close to Harry and hold his hand but this time, he was facing the other side, turning his back on Harry. The innocent child made various noises to his blond friend but he wouldn't even look at him.
Confused, Harry whined but Draco still wouldn't turn. Feeling that Draco doesn't want him anymore, Harry let out a heartbroken cry, hands still reaching out towards Draco.
The adults immediately rushed in to see what was going on but haltered as they watched the scene unfolded in front of them. Harry was crying, hands outstretched towards Draco but the blond's back was still facing him.
It felt like an eternity when Draco finally moved, crawling towards Harry and plopped down next to him, placing the pacifier back into the younger's mouth. Once Harry was quiet, he laid down and held the other's hand tightly.
With that, both of them went to sleep.
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"Harry," a 5-year-old Draco spoke softly, blushing. "Hewwo, Dwaco," Harry greeted back with some lisps. "Daddy bought me some new toys for us to play. A toy castle that we can play inside," he said giddily. "You can be the prince and I'll be the princess cause I'm pretty."
"Pwincess? Otay, Pwincess Dwaco."
Draco blushed again shyly and grabbed Harry's hand, running towards his room.
"Then we'll mawwy each other, wight Dwaco? And you'll be the pwettiest pwincess that I have ever met!" Harry giggled. "Really? The prettiest one?" Draco asked again for confirmation.
"Mhm!" Harry nodded. "My pwincess."
"My prince," Draco murmured, hoping that one day, his dream to be Harry's real princess came true.
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"Your mind wandered so far, Princess," Harry whispered behind him, pressing his built body against Draco's lean back.
"I was just reminiscing the past. Back when we were just tiny beings," Draco admitted with a soft chuckle. "Ah yes, the time you whacked my head with your bottle because you were so jealous of Ron hogging my attention," Harry teased.
"That," Draco smirked. "And the fact that our nonchalant promise actually came true. I'm now your only princess."
"No," Harry denied. "You're my Queen now. The most beautiful enchanting being I have ever seen in my entire life but then again, my eyes never left you."
"Such a sap, you are," Draco laughed.
"But it's the truth nonetheless. My Queen," Harry purred. "That sounds so good especially now that we're married."
Draco looked at his wedding ring with a happy smile.
