Harry Potter and the Year of the Little

Moving to Michigan

Severus' POV

"Look, Minerva, we aren't sending our kids to this new little program Dumbledore has. It's not safe," I explain to her. "He wants to hurt my family." "Then you best get out of the country. If he finds you he'll take away your two babies," Minerva warns me. "I know of a mansion in America, if you go there you'll be safe." "Thank you, we've already purchased a house," I tell her. "Oh, lovely," she smiles.

Once she leaves I rush up the stairs to where Lucius is. "Start packing, we have to leave soon," I say. He nods and summons some house elves. I head back to my office to finalize some paperwork, mostly about the house and the new daycare the boys would be attending once we moved.

After I was finished with the final paperwork, I sent it by owl to Gringotts and the daycare. I head upstairs again to help Lucius pack. We had gotten most of our stuff done, the whole downstairs and most of the upstairs were packed. We had to finish up our room and the boys' rooms. We had already sent some elves ahead to start unpacking too.

After hours of hard work, we were able to send the rest off to our new house. Everything would be unpacked by the time we headed over there tomorrow morning. "We should get back to our boys," Lucius says. "Bella's probably getting tired of them."

We apparate back to Tom's mansion. When we open the front door we hear a scream, Harry's scream. Lucius rushes in the house and I'm not far behind him. Harry screams again and it's coming from the nursery. We sprint up the stairs and into the room. I'm shocked to see Bella sitting in a rocking chair with Harry on the floor, hitting and kicking.

"What happened?" I asked. "I told Harry it was time for a nap. He wanted to keep playing with his toys," Bella explained. "Where's Draco?" Lucius asks. "With Tom," she answers. "Let's let Sev deal with Hare Bear," Lucius whispers. I roll my eyes and shut the door once they leave the room.

"Harry, what's wrong?" I ask. He drops his act fast and runs over to me. I cast a spell and see he is about 2 years old. "Papa play?" He asks. He brings me over a car and tries to drag me onto the ground. "Harry, why were you throwing a fit?" I ask again. "Papa, I's just wanna play," he whined, tugging harder.

"Harrison James Malfoy, why were you throwing a tantrum?" I ask for the final time. "Pway with me," he begs again. "Fine, you chose this," I reminded him. I picked him up, removed the toys from his hands, and set him in the crib. "You can come out when you are ready to explain," I tell him, and I exit the room.

Bella, Luke, and Tom are all sitting in his office, watching Draco play. "Where are you guys moving to?" I hear Tom ask Luke. "We are going to move into a mansion in Michigan," Luke tells him. "It's in the woods and we found a perfect daycare for the boys." "I'll take Draco up for his nap," I say, interrupting the conversation.

I carry Draco upstairs and set him in his toddler bed. I kiss him on the head and turn my attention back to Harry. "Are you gonna explain to me now?" I ask. "Go 'way!" He yells. I shrug my shoulders and walk out.

Just as I was about to sit down in Tom's office Draco comes toddling in. He climbs into my lap and lays his head on my shoulder. "Why aren't you napping?" I ask. "Bubba screaming," he mumbles, closing his eyes.

I pick him up and walk upstairs again. I lay him back in his bed and take a kicking, screaming, Harry into our room. "Do you need a time-out?" I ask him. "No, no, no!" Harry yells, kicking more. "Harrison James Malfoy! I have tried to be patient but enough is enough!" I say sternly. "You are getting 15 spankings and then you are standing in that corner until I come and get you." I set him on my lap and quickly took care of the spankings.

I set him in the corner and then go and lay on the bed, grabbing my book. Harry continues to cry and hit the wall while he is in time out. When his time is up I grab him and carry him over to the rocking chair in the room. "Are you going to stop now?" I ask. He nods his head and lays against my shoulder, falling asleep. I bring him back to the nursery and lay him in his crib, making sure he has a blanket.