Momma
Summary: Memories of red hair have Harry a little confused, but no one seems to mind his mistake.
The first time Harry meets Nami, he's trapped somewhere between sleep and consciousness. But even when he was half-asleep, his curiosity made him drag his head up to examine the unfamiliar face in front of him.
She's pretty and has long, curly red hair and she's sort of familiar to him. Nami reminds him of the pretty lady he saw in his dreams. The one that sang him lullabies and let him tangle his chubby fingers in her long hair.
But the Dream-lady doesn't exist and Nami doesn't look exactly like her.
Nami's hair is too light, too wavy. Her eyes brown instead of green.
Harry thought that the Dream-lady must have been his mother, since their eyes were exactly the same. But when he was three years old and half-asleep, Nami and the Dream-lady were very similar.
Similar enough for him to reach out and whisper Mommy, eyes wide and pleading. And Nami gently accepts him from Sanji, cuddling him close to her.
Nami is safe and warm and oh-so real to him. She lets him tangle his little fingers in her curly red hair and looks at him with soft brown eyes.
And, somewhere between meeting her and growing up, Nami and the Dream-lady merge into a single person.
Mom.
OMAKE
Chopper blinked in confusion as Nami cuddled the sleeping toddler.
"Wait, if Sanji's his new daddy, and he thinks Nami's his mom, does that mean you two are going to be a couple?"
The innocent question was too much for Sanji, who promptly passed out, a trickle of blood spilling from his nose at the thought of Nami being his wife and the two of them making new brothers and sisters for Harry.
Nami simply smiled and patted the top of Chopper's head, shifting Harry onto her hip.
"Not a chance in hell." she answered happily, walking off towards her house.
A/N: I'm taking prompts for this universe - Papa!Sanji and chibi!Harry with the occasional canon character.
Poor Sanji. He's forever aloneXD