Chapter 2 - Is Draco Daddy?

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Draco's P.O.V

We both make out way to the Slitherin table, Weasel behind us in distress, that Harry had caused. Harry taps my shoulder "Can I sit on ywr wap?" "Oh cause Harry. Were going to sit with Pansy and Blaise. okay?" Harry nods. "Ok!" I find Blaise and Pansy and sit down placing little Harry on my lap. "Hello Mr. Daddy." I can feel a small blush rise to my face. "Stop that Pansy, I'm not a father. Let alone his." I can hear Blaise sigh. "Whatever you say buddy." I start to fill my plate and an extra one for Harry. I stop when I see harry tug on my shirt, wanting to whisper something in my ear. "Yes Raven?" I lean down so Harry can properly whisper in my ear. "I dont want to eat, I'm not hungry." I frown considerably. I have noticed how skinny and light weight Harry was and how he never seemed to be in any state of hunger, or thirst if anything. 

"You have to eat something Raven. We wont eat until either later today or breakfast tomorrow, eat at least something. For me please." I can feel that Harry didn't want to either make me sad or worry about him so he began eating the food I had put on his plate. "Not a daddy huh?" I hear Pansy remark again. "I just dont want him to get hungry later today is all, and he is very light weight. I dont think he eats properly." I can hear a few gasp from Pansy, Blaise and a few other Slitherin that have been ease dropping on the conversation about Harry.

"Sure man, say what you want." I heard the intense amount of sarcasm in his voice so I decided to play along, being extra like my usual self.  I look to Harry as he looks at me. "I - am  - your  - Father." I start to laugh but Blaise doesn't understand the joke. He never liked to read the muggle books. I on the other hand loved them, especially loved Star wars. I can fell Blaise's and Harry's confused aura's.  

"But my dad died a while ago?" I could hear Harry state and question innocently. I could see Harry being to actually think about his past, and f I was actually in it. While he did so I began to feel Blazes look change from a relaxed one to a worried and scared one. I could feel myself slowly lose controle of my emotions. I could feel small tears try to tug at my eyes. 

"Harry what di you just say?" I see him look up at me, as if the world was truly imperfect, but perfect at the same time. "My dad died a long time ago when I was 2 I think, Then my uncle took me in. I didn't like it there though." I can now feel the tears fall down my cheeks, hearing s few gasps from the Gryffindor table and the Slitherin table. God people have emotions,  Even Malfoys.

"What was so bad about you uncle?" I remember back to when I was in the infirmary. He couldn't have gotten the scars, and have gotten 'You know what' done to him. Not by his family right? I regret the question the second it came out of my mouth. Harry began to tear up, it made me want t tear up again but right now I need to stay calm and serious. "Can I tell you later???" I nod profusely.

Both my and Harry finished up eating and headed out my room. Once I walked in with Harry in my arms I closed the door and went to sit down in the little living room I had when I notice something changed. Actually a lot of things changed.

Now in my living space there was a fire place that was slightly bigger, a bigger couch, a play en with several little toys. (I noticed a big snake and lion first) I walked out of that room to find a kitchen with a high chair next to a table with a regular chair. I looked into the cupboards and refrigerator and saw that it was packed with regular and baby foods. 

I walked to see if there were changes in my curators, and sure enough there was. Connected to my room now there was a small room that was decorated silver and gold. In the room there was a small cradle and a regular sized bed (Harry will probably has to change bedding once he grows more.) I find a play room that connected both of our rooms, It was a cute set up. For both of our tastes. 

I place harry down on the ground as I looked to my room. I open up cabinets to see all of my clothes organized and seemingly untouched. I go into Harry's room to find all kinds of baby and toddler clothing, some looked like they were slitherin based. I am going to defiantly make them wear those more often.

I walk out of the room and into the living space when I found Harry inside of the play pen playing with a stuffed animal. I walked closer and saw him playing with the snake plushy. huh that seems that the Gryffindor is slitherin at heart. "Come here Dwaco!.'" I oblige and sit down next to him. He pushes another plushy into my hands it was a small bear, it think. "Uhhh." "Pway with me!" I stare at the toy, ive never really ever played with plushies, let alone another child before, I'm good at taking care of them. Not so good at playing and having fun with them.

I pick up the bear and make it look like it is walking up to the snake. This makes little Harry laugh, he does that same with his snake but makes it talk. "Hello my name is Salazar slitherin!" I look up to Harry quickly, how does he know this, how does he know his name? never mind probably something Dumbledore told him. I dont know what to call the bear though, I just make up something random. "Hi there mi name is Teddy." 

This goes on until it was time to go to bed. I can see Harry rub his eyes, and make loud yawns. "Bed time?" I ask "Bed time." He responds. I pick up Harry and walk over to his little room and walk over to his bed until I feel a little tug on my shirt. "Don't leave me alone." I can feel my heart strings get pulled. how do I respond at this point. He knows I care about him, I even know I care about him. but I dont think were that close enough for him to sleep in y bed right? "I wont be leaving I'm just in the next room over okay? If you need anything, anything at all you can come and wake me up, I wont get mad at you I solemnly swear."

I see Harry nod. I place him in the smaller bed hen head off to mine, I drift off into a dreamless sleep. 

The next morning  walked up to feel something brushing against my chest, I look down to see little Harry tucked fully under the bed sheets, facing my chest. I guess my faster breathing woke him up because he began to move around under the blanket. 

I picked up the blanket to find harry, With very tired and red puffy eyes. "Are you okay my little Raven." Harry looks up to me. "I'm sowy... I had a nightmare again." I pull Harry up to me so that we could be eye to eye. "Do you want to talk about it? It's never good to keep that al in your head." His head shakes up and down a few times then stops.

 "I was at home and a guy with no face showed up, he took mommy and daddy away... He gave me away to another big guy with a big grey beard... I didn't like it, not at all." My face could be seen getting paler the more and more Harry talked about his nightmare. Nightmares consist of memories right? How does he already know about Voldemort and Dumbledore? "Harry do you know their names?" I ask gently as I softly caress Harry's back. He nod once more.

"The no face guy doesn't have a name I think, I didn't call him anything. But the other man, It was a long name, he looked like the guy that's in charge, The name started with a D I think." I kept on caressing Harry's back as he told and told about his dream, no his nightmare, and his past with ought him realizing it. I knew Harry had a trouble sum past but this just made me think about how alike we are to a sense. 

"Raven we should get breakfast soon, Breakfast starts in thirty minutes. Wanna get dressed now?" Harry nods, I've noticed that when he get scared or nervous he doesn't speak at all, how much he has changed over the years. Now he's shy but 18 year old him would speak his mind.

I pick out an outfit for Harry, It was a pair of small black baby shoes (I dont know the brand) Nice black jeans and a green shirt with a hoodie. Harry put's it on gratefully and steps into the bathroom to brush his teeth. As he does so I get dressed and then head in to brush mine. 

"Ready to go Raven?" I ask softly as I look down to Harry to holds onto my hand. "Yes!" With that we headed down to the Great Hall to start off another day of Adventure.



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