Authors note: Ok. I know I haven't posted anything for a while, but I've been pretty busy. That and I've been having MAJOR writer's block. So, I hope this fanfic makes up for it. There will be quite a few chapters.

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING! Messing with a great story is the only thing that I can take credit for. Ergo, plot = MINE!

WARNING: If you have diabetes, you should take caution whilst reading this fic. There is a possibility theat it may be too sweet at times for you to handle. You've been warned…

Summary: Long story short… Draco and Harry are going to be brothers. Sorta… While it may seem like Drarry at times, it is NOT. Sorry to disappoint my fellow Drarry fan girls.

Chapter One: Unhappy Halloween

"Oh, Narcissa! He looks positively adorable!" Lily giggled as her friends, Lucius and Narcissa, arrived with their year old son, Draco. Being Halloween, he was dressed in costume. His parents had thought it highly appropriate to dress him as a devil. Not that he was a bad child. He just had a habit of getting into trouble.

James came out to greet their guests, carrying Harry on his shoulders. Quite contrasting to Draco, Harry was dressed as an angel. As soon as the two boys saw each other, they began to smile and giggle. But mostly, they started trying to wiggle free of their parents' grips.

"Oh, alright." James chuckled, letting Harry down to the floor.

"Play nice, Draco," Narcissa said, setting her son down as well. He gave her a quick smirk before he and Harry tottered off to play in the living room.

"Oh, that boy…" Narcissa grinned, shaking her head lightly.

"He'll grow up into quite the heart-throb," Lily said. "He's a beautiful little boy."

"As is Harry. He looks so much like James, but he has your eyes. He'll get more than his fair share of attention." The two mothers continued to chatter as they went to watch their sons play.

"Hey, Lucius!" James called from the kitchen. "Come and give me a hand, would ya?"

"On my way," Lucius gave his wife a kiss on the cheek before heading to help James with dinner.

As the two boys played, Harry's foot caught on the edge of the rug and he fell. His knee was an angry red from the rug burn he received. But, before either mother had much time to react, Draco was kneeling beside his fallen friend.

"It's okay.." Draco said, placing a light kiss on Harry's injured knee. "There. All bettew." This made the raven-haired child smile. They got up and went right back to playing.

Narcissa was giggling. "Oh my goodness…" She looked at Lily. "That's what I do whenever Draco gets hurt."

"He's a quick learner, isn't he?" Lily asked, observing how the blonde little boy was able to accurately explain things to his slightly younger counterpart.

"Sometimes I think he's a little too smart for his own good. He understands things when they are explained to him, and he can remember more than just the basics. He remembers the minute little details. He's a real help sometimes when I can't remember where I put something." Narcissa had a thoughtful expression on her face as she watched the boys chase each other and, occasionally, tackle each other. " I don't understand how he can be an average little kid one moment, and then be serious and focused the next…"

"Well," Lily mused, "It seems to me like he'll be every teenage girls' dream boy. Looks AND brains."

"Excuse us, ladies," came the voices of their husbands. "Dinner is served." Narcissa and Lily burst out laughing as they turned around and saw their husbands each dressed in ridiculous costumes. Lucius: a circus clown and James: a white bunny.

"Why on Earth are you dressed like that?" they struggled to ask between outbreaks of laughter.

The men shared a brief glance and shrugged. "What? It's Halloween…"

After they managed to catch their breath, they had dinner. Once the main course was done, Lily scurried into the kitchen and emerged with a plate of cookies. Both Draco's and Harry's eyes widened at the sight of the savory treat.

"Mummy, can I have one, please?" Draco asked with a look that could only be described as angelic. Narcissa smiled as she handed him the sweet.

Harry turned to his own mother. "Pease?" Lily gave him one and placed a kiss on the top of his head.

Once they had finished their treats, the boys scurried off to rough house some more. "Poker, anyone?" James said, holding up the cards. They all took their seats around the table as the cards were dealt.

The toddlers played until they wore themselves out. Lily turned around and saw them snuggled up together, both fast asleep. "How cute…" she said. She nudged Narcissa to turn around. She smiled. "We can take them up to the crib real quick," Lily suggested, as they gently scooped up the sleeping boys. "We'll be right back…" they said, ascending the stairs to the nursery room.

Lucius leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms, thinking aloud. "We're going to have our hands full in a few years, aren't we?"

James chuckled. "That we will." As they spoke, it began to storm. Both men jumped slightly as there was a huge crash of thunder. Illuminated by a flash of lightning, was a figure stalking up towards the house. Both men drew their wands as a hooded figure burst through the front door.

"You have two options," came a cruel, icy voice. "You can either join me… or you can die."

Lucius fired spells at the intruder as James ran to the foot of the stairs. "Protect the boys!" he bellowed.

The mothers shared a fearful glance. They understood all too well what was going on. They locked the door to the nursery. Tears filled their eyes as they heard the dying cries of the men that they loved. The children had awakened, clutched to their silently sobbing mothers.

Narcissa and Lily kissed their sons as they set them in the crib. "We love you so much," they said. "Us and your fathers love you so, so much…"

The door burst open with a flash of green light. They drew their wands, knowing that they wouldn't win. "You will not harm them," Narcissa said defiantly. "Take us instead. If you can!" The brave women fired a volley of spells, but, alas, all in vain. They were no match. With two simple words and the flick of a wrist, the mothers fell.

The figure then turned towards the crib where the two infants lie. As he approached, Draco held Harry, now crying, in what seemed like an effort to protect him.

The figure scoffed, his red eyes locking with the child's eyes of quick silver. "Avada Kedavra!" he shrieked. The room was filled with a flash of blinding green light and the infants' screams.

Note: This is only chapter 1. Meaning there will be more. Meaning you no shoot me for the ending. K? Oh, and please do review. I'd LOVE to hear what you thought. Also, let me know if you have any stories you want me to do.