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Harry and Hermione were sitting in the middle of little Anna's room; playing with their daughter and son, Henry. Harry, was the king, Hermione, was the queen, Anna, was the princess, while Henry was the dragon.
"Lady Annabelle, how do think we should handle the dragon?" Harry asked Anna, placing her on his lap.
Henry, ran around the little violet table going," RAWR! RAWR!"
"Hmm, Daddy, can we just hurt 'm but not kill 'm?" the three year old girl asked.
"Why not kill him?" Harry asked.
"Because, hurting animals is wrong! Right mommy?" Anna answered sternly.
"Right you are, dear," Hermione replied kissing her daughters curly mop of hair.
"RAWRR!" Henry yelled in Hermione's face.
"Lord Potter! Get the dragon!" Hermione ordered dramatically.
"Yes, love!" Harry laughed.
Harry flung the four year old black haired boy over his shoulder; then ran him around the room, sitting him back on the floor.
"Whoa, Daddy," Henry muttered finding his balance.
"Finish him!" Anna yelled.
Harry, then laded Henry on Annabelle's pale green bed, yelling "TICKLE TIME!"
"No daddy!" Henry laughed.
Hermione then creeped behind Annabelle and attacked her under her arms. The two giggling children could be heard from Malfoy Manor. But hey that's just a normal play day.