Disclaimer: I do not own the song "It's Magic" by Pilot or Harry Potter Characters but I do own David and Carol. I know, I use Carol in like, all my storys and David too, but live with it because if u have a problem with Carol, then u gotta problem with me cuz, Carol is my REAL name and she's me so shaddup! Sorry.....srry......on with the story.
It's Magic
~Oh, ho ho it's Magic, ya know, never believe it's not so, it's magic, ya know, never believe it's not so!~
Draco Malfoy woke up in the morning to see the day break. He gazed at the blazing sun, not caring about the spots it made in his eyes after a little while. An eagle owl was sitting on his desk, a letter attached to his leg. Draco reluctantly pulled himself up to get it. Just then, a little girl ran into his room, throwing herself into his arms. He just smiled as she buried her face in his neck. His daughter wa his pride and joy. And she looked so much like Harry, and better yet, Carol was best friends with Harry's son, David. The two kids had something that Harry and himself didn't have as kids, and that was friendship...and magic.
~Never been awake, never seen the day break, leaning on my pillow in the morning, lazy day in bed, music in my head, crazy music playing in the morning light.~
Carol Malfoy threw herself into Draco's arms, marveling at the warmth of him. Draco allowed himself to let his eyes slip close again and began humming something without even knowing it.
"What are you singing," the little girl asked him. Draco thought back to the 5th year at Hogwarts when Draco had been woken from a nightmare. He remember himself running into Harry Potter.
"What are you doing out here Malfoy?," Potter had asked him. Draco had told him he had a nightmare. Harry brought Draco to the Slytherin dorms and sung Draco to sleep. With the song Draco was humming.
"Nothing Carol," Draco said softly. Carol smirked softly and Draco quietly laid down in his bed, putting his just turned 6 year old daughter beside him, smiling as she cuddled closer to him. Slowly, the two of them fell asleep. Elsewhere....
~Oh, ho ho it's Magic, ya know, never believe it's not so, it's magic, ya know, never believe it's not so!~
Harry Potter woke up a little while after dawn and heard a little yawn from his side. Harry looked down to see his son, David.
"Morning daddy," the little boy mumbled and curled himself into a ball, leaning on the pillow, humming a song.
"Where did you hear that song?," Harry asked the 6 year old. The wide eyed, blue eyed, dark brown haired boy looked at his father.
"Carol sang it to me when I woke up from a nightmare during naptime in school," he told Harry nonchalantly. Harry thought a moment.
"Carol is Draco Malfoy's kid right?," the parent asked and David sent his father a warning look, a look like Draco's. Harry got fairly uneasy as he did when Draco used to do it.
"Don't say kid like she's nothing, you will either say daughter or pride and joy," David told his father," And you will say it nicely. Got it?" Slowly, Harry nodded, smiling softly at the affection his son showed towards the little girl.
~I love the sunny day, dram of far away, dreaming on my pillow in the morning, never been awake, never seen a day break, Leaning on my pillow in the morning ligh.~
Little David wondered about his father sometimes and Carol's father. Their dad's acted so strange around eachother. Why? The two 6 year olds had no idea. But their dads weren't going to stop their friendship, that was for sure. Carol was David's....everything! He cared about her more than he did himself. The only other person David cared about was his father, Harry. And Draco Malfoy, he was like a 2nd father to the little boy. Plus, David's dad and Carol's dad had something together, some sort of connection thingy. David shrugged and petted his owl, Carol.
~Oh ho ho it's magic, ya know, never believe it's not so, it's magic, ya know, never believe it's not so!~
Carol laid down beside her father and then got up, careful not to wake her father. She picked up the letter and read it. She let out a small gasp and then saw who it was from and she smiled. It was from David's dad. So that was what had happened between her dad and David's.
"Davie and I have to do something," she whispered to herself and scribbled a note to her friend, sending it off with her owl, David.
~Oh ho ho, it's magic, ya know, never believe it's not so, it's magic, ya know, never believe it's not so!~
It's Magic
~Oh, ho ho it's Magic, ya know, never believe it's not so, it's magic, ya know, never believe it's not so!~
Draco Malfoy woke up in the morning to see the day break. He gazed at the blazing sun, not caring about the spots it made in his eyes after a little while. An eagle owl was sitting on his desk, a letter attached to his leg. Draco reluctantly pulled himself up to get it. Just then, a little girl ran into his room, throwing herself into his arms. He just smiled as she buried her face in his neck. His daughter wa his pride and joy. And she looked so much like Harry, and better yet, Carol was best friends with Harry's son, David. The two kids had something that Harry and himself didn't have as kids, and that was friendship...and magic.
~Never been awake, never seen the day break, leaning on my pillow in the morning, lazy day in bed, music in my head, crazy music playing in the morning light.~
Carol Malfoy threw herself into Draco's arms, marveling at the warmth of him. Draco allowed himself to let his eyes slip close again and began humming something without even knowing it.
"What are you singing," the little girl asked him. Draco thought back to the 5th year at Hogwarts when Draco had been woken from a nightmare. He remember himself running into Harry Potter.
"What are you doing out here Malfoy?," Potter had asked him. Draco had told him he had a nightmare. Harry brought Draco to the Slytherin dorms and sung Draco to sleep. With the song Draco was humming.
"Nothing Carol," Draco said softly. Carol smirked softly and Draco quietly laid down in his bed, putting his just turned 6 year old daughter beside him, smiling as she cuddled closer to him. Slowly, the two of them fell asleep. Elsewhere....
~Oh, ho ho it's Magic, ya know, never believe it's not so, it's magic, ya know, never believe it's not so!~
Harry Potter woke up a little while after dawn and heard a little yawn from his side. Harry looked down to see his son, David.
"Morning daddy," the little boy mumbled and curled himself into a ball, leaning on the pillow, humming a song.
"Where did you hear that song?," Harry asked the 6 year old. The wide eyed, blue eyed, dark brown haired boy looked at his father.
"Carol sang it to me when I woke up from a nightmare during naptime in school," he told Harry nonchalantly. Harry thought a moment.
"Carol is Draco Malfoy's kid right?," the parent asked and David sent his father a warning look, a look like Draco's. Harry got fairly uneasy as he did when Draco used to do it.
"Don't say kid like she's nothing, you will either say daughter or pride and joy," David told his father," And you will say it nicely. Got it?" Slowly, Harry nodded, smiling softly at the affection his son showed towards the little girl.
~I love the sunny day, dram of far away, dreaming on my pillow in the morning, never been awake, never seen a day break, Leaning on my pillow in the morning ligh.~
Little David wondered about his father sometimes and Carol's father. Their dad's acted so strange around eachother. Why? The two 6 year olds had no idea. But their dads weren't going to stop their friendship, that was for sure. Carol was David's....everything! He cared about her more than he did himself. The only other person David cared about was his father, Harry. And Draco Malfoy, he was like a 2nd father to the little boy. Plus, David's dad and Carol's dad had something together, some sort of connection thingy. David shrugged and petted his owl, Carol.
~Oh ho ho it's magic, ya know, never believe it's not so, it's magic, ya know, never believe it's not so!~
Carol laid down beside her father and then got up, careful not to wake her father. She picked up the letter and read it. She let out a small gasp and then saw who it was from and she smiled. It was from David's dad. So that was what had happened between her dad and David's.
"Davie and I have to do something," she whispered to herself and scribbled a note to her friend, sending it off with her owl, David.
~Oh ho ho, it's magic, ya know, never believe it's not so, it's magic, ya know, never believe it's not so!~