Hawwy? [Drarry] -> DISCONTINUED

#4

Harry

Mme. Pomfrey told us that Mr. Daley, the specialist from St. Mungos, would visit in a week. It was now Saturday so Harry and Draco had some bonding time.

"Hawwy, Hawwy! Com pway wif meeeeeee"

I chuckled.

"Nope, not coming" I said popping the 'p'.

"Pweeeeeaaaaase!" and the little boy pouted for the hundred time.

"Not working"

Draco sighed and began to play alone, his back turned to me. So I had all the time to silently tiptoe in Draco's direction, until....

"Gotcha!"

I picked Draco up. The little boy shrieked in surprise and, despite him trying, couldn't free himself.

"Let me go! Hawwy you meanie!"

But then I tickled him and he couldn't contain his laugh anymore. We played like this until there was a knock on the door. I put Draco back on the ground and said:

"Come in!"

Surprisingly, it was Hermione and Pansy. When they were both in, Hermione closed the door and I greeted them.

"Hey 'Mione, Pansy"

"Hey Harry, Ma- Draco"

Pansy just gave me a cold stare.

"You're taking good care of Draco, right?"

I wanted to answer but Draco was first.

"He weeeaally good! Gooder than my daddy!" he smiled at Pansy and Hermione before attacking me again.

"Bam, take this! Aaaand that! And Dwaco the Dwagon defeats Hawwy, the mean pirate!"

"Ugh! I can't... get... up..." I did like I was dying. I closed my eyes and stuck my tongue out.

"I won, I won!" Draco beamed. He then ran to Hermione. "I saved the pwincess! You 'af to fank me now!"

"I thank you, o Great Dragon, for saving my life!" She dramatically said.

"Can you heal Hawwy now? Don wan him dead fowever" the boy said looking at Pansy.

"Nope, not healing that di- I mean pirate. He got what he asked for"

Draco ran to me and kneeled down.

"Hawwy! Hawwy? Stop pwaying now, ight? Wanna pway othe pway now"

I didn't budge.

"Hawwy, no! You dead? No no no...." he kept repeating.

"Boooooo!!"

"Aaaaaaaaah!" he screamed, frightened. "Hawwy you meanie! Never again, yeah?"

I laughed.

"Of course not"

"Glad you not dead, tho" he smiled.

"You still nearly killed me!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

All four of us laughed, which was quite a weird sight.

★彡

"Draco?"

"Hawwy?"

"How do you rem- I mean know my name?"

"Mommy weads books 'bout you aaaall the time! Say you saved us!"

"She did?" I was a bit surprised by this revelation.

"But how did you recognise me?"

"Mommy aways talk 'bout scar. You have scar on fowehaed! You my Hawwy" he declared happily. He then yawned and I put him back in his crib. His eyes faltered close and he fell asleep, his fingers wrapped around two of my fingers.

I got to bed too and sighed. Bloody hell, this whole thing is messed up. I'm in love with an eighteen year old boy, who may I mention turned into his 3-year-old-self and only recognises me, the one who has to take care of him.

When I fell asleep, I had another nightmare. Draco had to kill Dumbledore, but then Snape arrived. Snape turned into Voldemort, who started yelling at Draco and killed him. I was crying and I couldn't think straight anymore.

"Hawwy, Hawwy, Hawwy!"

Hawwy? But only Little Draco called me that?

"Wake up, Hawwy! Pwease?"

I heard crying next to me and opened my eyes. My heart was racing when I slowly realised that it was just a nightmare.

"Draco, how.... How did you get here? Weren't you supposed to be in bed?"

"Dwaco sweeping but then Dwaco heard shouting and Hawwy was in pain! Could not let my Hawwy in pain so Dwaco came to wake him up!"

"Thanks, Drake"

He smiled at me but then he looked nervous all of a sudden.

"Can... can Dwaco sweep wif Hawwy? Jus fow dis night?"

"I... uh, yeah, sure, whatever"

He didn't waste time and sprung in bed next to me. He was soon asleep and I wrapped my arms around his tiny waist, spooning him. I fell asleep for the second time this night, but this time I got to sleep peacefully, with no nightmares in sight, a smile identical to Draco's plastered on my face.