oneshots & reacts; slytherin boys

T.N. | I think I like this little life...

pt.2 of home!!! inspired by bluey!! fluff!!!

btw, mattheo is actually alive in this *shocked gasp*

9 years later

Sunlight streams in through the many windows lining the large corridor, and you stretch up long and high like a cat, the silk of your cami pyjama top riding up your body to catch on the height of your hips.

The mansion is lined with fiery gold, the wooden banisters flaming rich with the light, leading into the double winding staircases.

You trail your palm over the smooth wood as you descend down the stairs, feet brushing over the magnificent cotton carpet.

The wide hall is near three stories tall, and huge portraits of generation upon generation of Notts line the walls, golden frames blazing in the light.

With a smile, you pass the portrait of Theo with his family from back when his mother was alive. Right next to it, you're the one sat in the ornate seat; Mrs Nott.

Ever since Theo came back from Azkaban, life has been getting better and better.

Gone is the constant terror of Voldemort, and now is the happiness of having a family.

You head towards the chatter coming from the dining room, loud screams and laughs ringing out in the halls.

The doors open, and you instantly smile at the sight of Theo talking to Mattheo through the floo.

Mattheo's face shines brightly from between the flames, a wide grin on his lips as Theo recounts some kind of story from work.

You slowly walk up, and watch as for a split second, a baby face pushes in besides Mattheo.

"Lucy!" Mattheo calls, and suddenly the baby girl disappears as Mattheo looks out of the flames. "You're not allowed in the floo call."

"How many times has she accidentally floo'd to another place?" Theo asks, and Mattheo groans softly, a look of light hearted trepidation on his face.

"She floo'd to Enzo's when I was bringing over his nargle airer yesterday. It was literally two bloody seconds I wasn't paying attention, and then suddenly my kid's disappeared." Mattheo says, clearly fighting down the wriggling Lucy in his arms. "And Enzo didn't say anything either. I was freaking the fuck out, because my wife would kill me if I lost our kid."

"I always keep our two under close supervision whenever they're under my care." Theo says, clearly not having noticed you.

"Is that why you're carrying them like naughty puppies right now?" Mattheo laughs, and Selena and Seth start to wriggle like crazy, thrashing their little toddler bodies around as Theo grapples with them.

It's bloody stupid how he's holding them.

Selena is facing forwards to the fireplace, and Theo's arm is wrapped just beneath her armpits, her legs stretching down like a cat being picked up. Seth is suffering the opposite fate, hanging from Theo's grip by the hips. His hair is hanging towards the floor, and constant giggles are streaming out of his lips, bum facing the fireplace.

"Let us go!" Seth yells, and kicks his legs again, his left sock hanging on by a thread to his foot, clearly slowly following suit behind his right sock that has gone MIA.