Sprinkles of Magic

Six

Raven hair.

Blond hair.

Bright green eyes.

Pale grey eyes.

Two loving parents of Light.

Two loving parents of Dark.

I must not tell lies.

The Dark Mark.

"He's just a boy."

"He's just a boy."

Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy were more alike than they ever thought.
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"You're a father," Harry said. "I never expected... I didn't even hear about this."

Draco politely smiled. "He was born in Italy."

"You and Astoria went there?"

"Yes."

Harry looked at the baby in Draco's arms. The child was no older than his own Albus.

"His name is Scorpius," Draco stated.

Scorpius was like his father in every way possible, except for the eyes which bore resemblance to Astoria's. The little Malfoy was awake and was silent, taking in every detail of his surrounding in awe.

"I never pinned you for the family man," Harry whispered, looking at his and Ginny's wedding pictures that decorated one wall of their living room. "I always imagined you as the 11 year old boy who had Crabbe and Goyle flanking you every single time."

"That was me," Draco said, chuckling. "I changed, I suppose. I'm a father, now."

"That's great. Anyway, what made you come here with... Scorpius?"

Draco looked down on his son. "Astoria... well... she wanted you to be a godfather, for Scorpius. I know it seems ridiculous, but she insisted. You know women have insane passion if they reallt want something."

Harry blinked once. Twice. Thrice. He cleared his throat. "That was unexpected, Malfoy."

"I know it is but would you at least think about it? Astoria wants an answer by the end of the week. We're going to host a small party for Scorpius," Draco said. After a few moments, with a flushed face, he muttered, "Want to hold him?"

Hesitantly, Harry nodded. He opened up his arms and let Draco carefully slide Scorpius into his arms. "He's heavier than Al," Harry commented with a smile. "Really heavier."

"Is Al your son?"

"Second son. Full name's Albus Severus," Harry answered, cradling Scorpius like he was his own son.

"I heard from Weaslette that he's quiet, unlike your eldest," Draco said, nodding. "I also heard that you named the eldest James Sirius."

"You talked with Ginny? And Weaslette?"

"There were five Weasleys when we were in Hogwarts, we have to call them differently," Draco defended.

"We?"

"Vince, Greg and Pansy. Sometimes Blaise, Theo's too quiet."

"So your whole gang?"

"Yes."

"Well, I have a meeting with the Minister in 30 minutes, you might as well visit your friends." Harry returned the baby, lips curved upward.

As Draco went to the their Floo, with Scorpius barely awake, Harry said, in a voice that was so alike to his 11 year old self, "I accept. I want to be Scorpius' godfather."

Hours later, Ron would ask why Harry accepted it and he would answer, "Why not? And... I actually saw Al in Scorpius."

Beside him, in the crib, Albus giggled softly, and Harry knew that Scorpius would giggle the same way.