Saturday
"Uh oh-" Blaise says abruptly. "What? What is it? Is something wrong?" I say looking towards him "I don't know if I'm seeing it right but I'm pretty sure your boy is crying" He says "What!?" I say panicked and look over to the Gryffindor table and sure enough he's there crying. "Looks like this is all you mate"
I start to get up but I come face to face with Neville. Well, more like his face to my chest cause he's pretty short but--.
"Or maybe it does involve me" Blaise says standing up next to me. "What's wrong, baby?" He says to Neville. "Harry said he wants his daddy. So, I guess Daddy Draco over here better get a move on" Neville says. Blaise snickers "Maybe you should be called dadco" He says trying to hide his laughter. "Ugh it sounds like a company except it's just compiled lists of dad jokes" I say rolling my eyes a bit annoyed. "Now, if you'll excuse me I have my baby to get to" I say trying to walk to the Gryffindor table but I'm stopped by Neville "You go outside the dining hall first I'll bring Harry out in a minute or two after" "I doubt you'll want to raise any more suspicion that you're a couple if you're not out yet even though I...Kinda already outed you. Sorry about that by the way..." Neville says looking down "It's fine Neville don't get yourself too worked up over this" I ruffle his hair and walk out of the dining hall and wait for Neville to come outside with my baby boy.
Not too long later Neville and Blaise come outside the dining hall with a sniffling Harry who's looking down at the floor and an unexpected Hermione and Ron.
I walk towards Harry and pick him up. "Hey, what's wrong, baby? What happened?" I say worried
"R-Ron being m-meanie" He says with his head buried in my neck. I glare at Ron with a look that practically screams 'you're dead' which he responds with a look of pure fear. "It's okay baby, Ron will apologize and then we can go and play, alright?" I say with a smile towards Harry while bouncing him slightly in my arms "Alwight, daddy" Harry says calming down but also lowering in mental age. Ron sighs "I'm sorry for calling you a baby, Harry" "even if I have zero clue as to why you got upset" He mumbles the last part rolling his eyes. He looks around at everyone "Now, can someone please tell me what exactly is going on? Like, are you two dating??" Ron says in a confused manner "Well, if I tell you; you gotta promise not to tell anyone" I say to Ron giving him a dead serious look. "Fine, I won't tell anyone So, what is it?" Ron says obviously tired of not knowing what's going on with his friend.I look at Harry who's latched onto me, gripping my shirt, head on my shoulder, and eyelids half open. He's so adorable, I love him so much.
I let out a sigh "Harry is what's called a little. He likes things that are usually for younger children which also means that he wants to have a Daddy, but not actually a real dad it's more like, he wants someone to take care of him but also someone to date. It's usually a stress reliever but there could be other reasons for this behavior. He may go into 'little space' which is when he acts like a child. His mental age can variate depending on the situation but it doesn't mean he can't control it when he needs to" I say thoroughly explaining it to him. "So, you're his... daddy?" Ron says confused "Yes, I take care of him when I need to. I'm also his boyfriend" I say confirming Ron's sentence to which he sighs "I guess I can...adapt to it" he says awkwardly. I give him a small smile. "I knew something was up" Says a familiar voice suddenly I turn and look towards the voice. "Good Afternoon"
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