Drarry Oneshots (𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆)

A not so surprisingly party

Top!Harry

Bottom!Draco

Author: PollyWeasley ( on ao3)

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"Chocolate cake!" Scorpius's small voice said on his right, and he felt James shaking his whole body in agreement on his left.

"And a lot of treacle tarts! He really likes it, doesn't he, papa?" James asked, his hand gripping Draco's arm to draw his attention.

"Yes, we'll have both. And what can we give to our guests?" Draco asked, pretending to write the items (which were already written on the parchment on the table) and looking at each of the boys, two-and-a-half year old Scorpius and five year old James.

"Balloons?" Scorpius asked.

"Snitches! Lots of 'em!" James shouted, clapping his hands.

"He meant to eat," Lily Narcissa, twelve years old, said, stepping into the dining room with a fuzzy orange cat in her arms. Draco must have been crazy when he accepted Crookshank's baby to be adopted by the girl. They were inseparable since she was six, so he didn't complain, but Draco raised an eyebrow as she put the cat on the table. "Papa, he was just cleaned!"

"He's still full of fur," Draco said, and Lissa rolled her eyes, placing the cat on the floor. Her strawberry-blond hair shone in the light that came from the huge windows that opened onto the beach.

"Popcorn, then?" Scorpius asked, ignoring his sister on the other side of the table.

"Sweet popcorn!" James completed, but before anything else could be suggested, they all turned their heads toward the living room, hearing the noise of the front door opening. Draco quickly hid the parchment and they all pulled away, pretending nothing was happening.

A short time later, Harry appeared at the kitchen door, a bag of fruit and vegetables in his arms and a raised eyebrow.

"What is this meeting?" He asked, putting the bag on the table and looking at the kids. James pursed his lips and Scorpius buried his face in Draco's shirt. Lissa was the one who spoke.

"We were deciding what to do for dinner. Everyone wants tomato soup and toast, please." She smiled, blinking her gray eyes, and Harry smiled at her.

"Well, why not? You only have another month and a half before you go back to school," Harry said, starting to get things out of the bag. "What about you? Aren't you going to talk to me?" He asked, looking at his husband.

Draco jumped out of the chair, approaching Harry and kissing him lightly on the lips, smiling slightly.

"Why did you take so long?" Draco asked, and Harry sighed.

"Have you ever tried going to the street fair with Ron and Hermione? It's unbearable. They fight more than they buy anything," Harry sighed, giving vegetables and fruit for Lissa to put inside the fridge. Scorpius tried to help with his chubby hands and short footsteps, and James was looking in the bags for something he could put in his mouth.

"I went once to never go again. I thank Merlin for having kids and having an excuse to stay at home," Draco laughed, grabbing Scorpius's by his arm so he wouldn't touch the more delicate or potentially dangerous things like spices or onions. A few months ago he had bitten a raw onion and Draco didn't want a repeat of tears and screams.

With the parchment firmly in his pocket, Draco began to help Harry store his groceries and prepare dinner. He would worry about the party a little later.

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"Daddy, what do you like best? Chocolate cupcakes or treclo tart?" Scorpius asked in his childlike voice, blue eyes almost closing with sleep. Harry covered him with the blanket, taking the almost platinum blonde fringe off his forehead.