Harry Potter as a Baby

Just Harry and Daddy

Harry sat on the couch and wiggled his still stinging bum. He was wearing just a nappy and t-shirt. Daddy had decided that Harry would get a day with daddy in order to recover for what had happened with Malfoy. Draco had been expelled and sent to Azkaban for a couple of months. Harry lifted a blue and green sippy cup up to his face and sucked down some apple juice. Slobber stuck to the lid as he pulled his face away. Daddy, who was sitting next to him picked up a cloth and carefully wiped the slobber off his face. Harry blushed and snuggled up close to daddy. He felt kind of weird, for he was still getting used to the lowered boundaries between him and Snape. Daddy smiled and put his arm around Harry. They were watching Blue's clues. (I know that traditionally Hogwarts can't have muggle gadgets, but oh well! :)

"Daddy," Harry murmured as he inched closer to daddy. Daddy smiled and leaned his head into Harry's. He glanced over to see Harry pulling his blankie closer to him. Daddy smiled. A wave of guilt rolled over him as Harry pulled his nappy away from him out of discomfort. Severus felt that he shouldn't have spanked Harry because now his little boy was in pain. Harry seemed to sense this guilt.

"Daddy, iss okay. I fine," Harry mumbled as he looked up at Daddy's face. Daddy smiled and brushed Harry's hair out of his face.

"You're a very sweet boy, Harry," Daddy whispered. Harry ducked his head, a small smile on his face. It felt so good to be praised. First, he was brave, now, he was sweet. Daddy chuckled and hugged Harry a little tighter. Harry giggled at something on the screen. Daddy couldn't help but laugh with. Harry just had one of those laughs that were watery and super cute, and you just had to laugh with them. 

"Dat is so silly, daddy!" Harry exclaimed. Daddy chuckled. He nodded in agreement. When the show was over, he turned off the television and turned Harry to face him. Harry looked slightly sleepy and was starting to suck his thumb.

"Don't suck your thumb, Harry," Daddy reminded as he dug in a nearby bag for a dummy. He pulled one out and gently put it in Harry's mouth. Harry began to suck, his eyes eagerly on his daddy.

"Harry, I need to make sure that you are perfectly okay."

"I is!" Harry replied enthusiastically. Sure, the spell Malfoy had put on Harry had been painful at the time, but now Harry could barely remember what it had felt like, for it had been a couple of hours.

"I also want to let you know that I have made it so that no one will ever bully you or make fun of you or gawk at you like they did ever again," Daddy said promptly. Harry smiled. He loved how caring his daddy was. He was glad that he had gotten Snape as a dad instead of someone like, ugh, Vernon Dursley. 

"Thank you, daddy. I'm hungry." Daddy rolled his eyes.

"Oh, really?" Daddy asked teasingly. Harry nodded. 

"I thought you were Harry," Daddy said. Harry scrunched up his face in confusion.

"I is, daddy," Harry said. He wasn't getting it. 

"I am a hungry Harry," Harry tried again. Daddy laughed and began to tickle Harry mercilessly. Harry shrieked with laughter. Daddy finally decided to let him go. He then stood Harry up on the floor and scrunched his fingers like he was about to tickle Harry again. Harry shrieked again and ran (very cutely) to the other room, followed close behind by daddy.

"I'm gonna get you!" Daddy roared.

"Nu-uh!" Harry yelled back defiantly. Harry ran into a corner. He turned back around to see daddy headed straight for him. Harry squealed and hugged himself to hide from the tickles. Daddy grabbed Harry, picked him up, and swung him around. Harry laughed with excitement. Daddy set Harry down and hugged Harry as hard as possible. Harry made a grunting noise.

"Daddy, you're squishing me!!!" Harry grunted. Daddy let go.

"Now I is a pancake!" Harry glared. Daddy smiled and ruffled Harry's hair. He held his hand and led him to the dining room. He lifted him up into his high chair. Harry wrinkled his nose. While the high chair helped him feel safe, it also restricted his movement. 

"Hold on, baby," Daddy murmured as he left the room to get some food. Harry kicked his legs as he waited. Daddy's were SO slow!!!!! 

"Daddy!" Harry whined. He was getting so hungry. Daddy appeared in the doorway.

"I'm right here," Daddy said tiredly, his eyebrows raised. Harry ducked his head. Daddy held up a finger to signal to Harry to wait just one more second and he disappeared again. Harry sighed. And then he squirmed. He had to go number two. He had been able to hold it in earlier, but now the urge was getting stronger. Harry sighed. He could wait just a little longer. Daddy came back with a small cup of applesauce. It had cinnamon in it, according to the label. Daddy sat down in a seat and opened the cup. He placed a spoon in it and pulled it out. Yummy looking applesauce sat in the spoon. Daddy brought it to Harry's mouth. Harry opened wide and ate the spoonful.

"Mm!" Harry exclaimed. He smacked his lips as he swallowed and waited for the next spoonful. Deep in his head he could feel the feeling of embarrassment, but he was little, it was okay for him. Besides, it wasn't like daddy was making fun of him. Daddy continued to feed him until the cup was empty. Daddy gave a sigh and looked at Harry who was becoming increasingly sleepy.

"Nap time?" Daddy asked. Harry shrugged. He just wanted to rest. Daddy smiled faintly and unbuckled Harry. He picked him up and swung him gently across his hips. Harry leaned in to daddy and closed his eyes. Daddy was so warm and comfortable. Daddy took Harry to his room and set him in the crib. He gently pushed Harry down and laid his blankie on to of him. Harry smiled as he blinked heavily. His eyelids were struggling to stay open. 

"See you later, alligator," daddy whispered as he left the room. Harry fell fast asleep. 

Two hours later....

Harry opened his eyes and rolled onto his belly. His eyes widened. He really had to go now! Harry sat up and began to breathe heavily. He wanted to go oh so badly, but he didn't want daddy to see.

"Well, you could wait, but then it'll hurt worse and daddy will make you go in front of him. Or, you could go now and daddy will find out on his own." Harry thought. Harry sighed. The second one sounded better. Harry swallowed. He closed his eyes and clenched his fists. He relaxed his lower muscles. Nothing happened. Harry took a deep breath and tried again. He moved to a slight downward dog position to make it easier (he had seen other little boys do this) Soon he was done. Harry sat down in his crib. He tried to move around to get more comfortable, but nothing helped. He was really uncomfortable. Harry almost wanted to tell daddy that moment, but he was too embarrassed. Harry stood up and pressed into the bed with his feet over and over. He began to bounce. Harry held onto the crib to keep his balance. His eyes lit up. It was so much fun! Daddy must have heard the noise because he came into the room. Harry took a deep breath. He was so scared. Daddy picked Harry up by his armpits and when he put a hand under Harry's bum for support, Harry felt the hand squish in slightly. Harry closed his eyes. He waited for the mean comments. None came. Harry and daddy both tried to go on as if nothing happened, but Harry noticed that daddy moved his hand ever so slightly. Harry wanted to cry.

Daddy took Harry over to the changing table and laid Harry on it. Daddy unclipped his onsie and pulled it to Harry's tummy. As Harry had not grabbed a toy, he brought the onsie up to his eyes so he wouldn't have to look at daddy. Daddy untaped Harry's nappy and Harry gasped lightly as the smell his him. He waited for daddy to do the same, but daddy didn't. Harry felt tears come to his eyes. This was so embarrassing! Daddy was changing his messy nappy, when Harry was still technically seventeen!!!! Daddy cleaned Harry as fast as he could and laid a hand on Harry's tummy as he reached for a new nappy. Harry wiggled. He wanted to be gone. Daddy held fast. Harry kept the onsie at his face. Finally, daddy was done. Daddy picked Harry up.

"You were very good, my little boy. Do you want a treat?" Daddy asked. Harry's chest swelled. Sure he had had to do something awful, but now he was getting a treat!

"Yes!" Harry exclaimed. How he loved his daddy!!!!