To Dare You

Chapter Thirty-nine

Two days until break, one week until Harry got normal Draco back. Not that he didn't like onesie Draco. "There, hows that?" He asked after showering Draco and putting him in a ferret onesie.

"Dwaco loves it!" He squealed, tail flicking around happily.

"Good," Harry laughed as Draco jumped into his arms, snuggling him. "My little ferret-ferret," He grinned at the name as he got tackled onto the bed, and licked like crazy.

Draco snuggled up close to Harry, tongue flicking over his neck.

"You know Dray, at the point you could be a baby," He mused as Draco babbled the usual shit about how amazing daddy was to him and how master deserved everything from him.

He giggled, like a baby, and kissed Harry's cheek sloppily.

"I wish we could go somewhere," Harry sighed, massaging Draco's ears as he set down his book. "But we can't because we can't risk anyone seeing you." He thought about it. "Unless... cloak!" He squealed, reaching under the bed one-handed and pulling out the light, whisky red patterned yet opaque cloak. "Want to go for our second date?" He smiled.

"Second date with daddy?" He looked at him, eyes widened and an awestruck look.

"Uh, yeah...?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Dwaco will go on date with daddy!" He chittered, hugging the poor scarhead even more. "Yes, yes, yes, yes!" He blabbed. You could almost see stars and hearts in his widened eyes.

"Okay... uh, w- where do you want to go?" Being called daddy over ten times in a minute can be kind of frightening. Really frightening. He forced a smile.

"I dunno," He frowned.

"Want to go to... hmm, want to just go to Hogsmeade and take a look around?" Harry asked.

Draco nodded, grinning widely.

* * *

"Come on," Harry laughed as he peeked under the cloak before entering the small 'village' to find a shivering Draco, still wearing his onesie from the night prior. He would warm him up, but it would be suspicious to walk into a pub or something, hugging or wrapping your arm around, well, uh, nothing.

"Dwaco coming," He whispered, a horrible attempt to be quiet and inconspicuous.

"Shhh," Harry rolled his eyes and treaded in the layers of snow to their first stop: Honeydukes. "What candy do you want?" He whispered into the invisible ferret's ears as he selected some chocolate frogs and pumpkin pasties.

"Fwoggies!"

"Okay, 'fwoggies' it is." He got a couple more and walked over to the counter, kicking Draco's feet as he tried to hug him from under the magical cloth. He shoved as he walked out into the cold air, and stuffed the candy into his small book bag. "C'mon Dray, let's go to a clothes shop," Harry laughed, the image of many, many onesies in his dresser.

Draco babbled some stuff quietly as they walked in the vast shop, and immediately into the pajamas section.

"Oh. My. Fucking. God." Harry picked up a snake onesie, which looked like a dragon because of the arms. But, still fucking cute. It even had a tail, which he could take out the stuffing two Draco's 'real' tail could go in.

"Can daddy get snakie for Dwaco?!" Draco asked, and Harry could even imagine the stars in his eyes. "Dwaco loves snakie!"

"Yes love, of course, choose some more," He giggled, draping the clothing over his arms.

* * *

"Draco the snakie," Harry mused as Draco walked around the common room in the snake onesie they had bought, his tail moving in the green one made of cloth.

Draco squealed in joy and jumped into Harry's arms, giggling at the small 'oof' that emitted from the poor boy. "Dwaco loves snakie that daddy bought!" He licked Harry's ear playfully.

"Thanks love. Draco, you can't sleep in that though, you'll have to wear something else," Harry warned with a squeak of enjoyment.

"Okay," He babbled, jumping off and going up into the dorms.

Harry chuckled and lay down on the couch, opening his book carefully and reading it, resting it on his chest. He thought it was quite amusing that Draco talked in third person, as would anyone with any common sense.

"Daddy!" Draco came bouncing in, in his soft ferret onesie.

"You really like onesies," Harry laughed, already beginning to miss Draco in this form, two days before something actually happened.

"Mm-hmm!" He waddled over to him and lay on the shorter, cuddling close, pulling his blanket over his head tiredly. "I love you Hawwy," He mumbled into his chest.

"I love you too Dray," Harry replied, using Draco's blanketed back as a rest for his book.

He entangled his feet with Harry's and wrapped his arms around his waist, closing his eyes. Well, at least Harry thought he did, a blanket still covered his head. His ears stuck out though, along with a bit of his platinum blonde hair, but nothing else.

Harry couldn't help it, he set down his book lightly and stroked Draco's fluffy coat of fur on his ears. Merlin, he could do it all day, everyday without getting a twinge bored. He lightly pulled on a couple of strands of hair and grinned at the small squeak of pleasure and tiredness that escaped from the unseen mouth. He pecked the top of Draco's ears softly and closed his eyes, gently wrapping his arms around his little ferret.

A/N: Sorry - short chapter. Should I do fluff? Angst? Too much angst already in a way lol.