The Tale of Voldermort Whiskers

Disclaimer: I own no characters from Beatrix Potter or Harry Potter the only things I onw in this story are the children.

Warning: Fluff, mentions of mpreg.

Pairings: HPDM

Note: Mathew has not been born yet!! Alexander is a cute three year old with blonde hair and green eyes and slightly tanned skin. Isaac has dark brown hair with grey eyes and pale skin he is five years old. James has black hair grey eyes and tanned skin and James is seven years old.


"Mum! Mum can you read us a story! Please!" begged Draco's three children.

"What about your father?" Draco asked it was not like he didn't want to read his children a story but he was just asking out of curiosity.

"Daddy is asleep on his desk, we tried to wake him but all he said was 'Draco soo tight' what does that mean?" James said.

To say Draco's face was like a Tomatoe would be an understatment, Draco could not believe it! His husband was having a wet dream and was moaning in his sleep! 'Great my children are going to be raised into perverts!'.

"So mum! can you read us a story now!" Alexander asked.

"Okay, Okay come on then. You go and find a story" Draco ordered his sons, And picking up his youngest son Alexander and following his two other sons up the stairs to the master bedroom.

"Mummy we found one! We found one!" Isaac and James chorused togther.

"Okay now come and sit down here" Draco patted the space beside him.

They all postioned themselveso onto their parents bed, Draco sat in the middle with Alexander sitting on his lap sucking his thumb, While James and Isaac lied down beside their mother.


Characters

Draco - Mrs Tabitha Twitchit

Mittens - Isaac

Moppet - Alexander

James - Tom

Cousin Ribby - Ron

Anne Maria - Narcrissa

Mr Joiner - Harry Potter


Once upon a time there was an old cat, called Mrs Draco Potter, who was an anxious parent. She used to lose his kittens continually, and whenever they were ost they were always in mischief!

On baking day Mrs Draco Potter determined to keep his Children out of trouble she caught Alexander and Isaac in the nursery next door to the kitchen. But he could not find James.

James Potter did not want to be shut in the nursery so he set out to look for a perfect hiding place and fixed himself upon the chimney.

Inside the chimney, James coughed and choked with the smoke. He began to climb right to the top.

While Mrs Potter was searching for his son James, Alexander and Isaac pushed poen the nursery door. They went straight to the dough which was set to rise in a pan in front of the fire.

"Shall we make dear little muffins?" said Isaac to Alexander.

But just at that moment, somebody knocked at the door. They then ran to find a place to hide before their mother went to answer the door. Their mother was in such a state, he had tears coming down his flushed whiskered cheeks.

"Oh, come in Cousin Ron." Said Draco

"Whatevers the matter Draco?" asked Ron handing Draco a tissue.

"I'm in sad trouble. I've lost my dear son James. I'm afraid the rats have got him!" sobbed Mrs Draco Potter.

Draco turned around to find the nursery door wide open and sobbed harder.

"And now Alexander and Isaac are gone too. What is it to have an unruly family, I'm such a terrible mother!" He wailed.

Ron did not like the idea of James being eaten by rats, and he didn't like to see Draco so upset.

"Well Cousin, we shan't find any of them standing here," said Ron firmly.

"I ' m not afraid of rats. I' ll help you find James - and whip him too. Now, just where would a naughty kitten hide? hmm" said Ron.

Meanwhile, up the chimney James Potter was getting very frightened! It was quite confusing in the dark, and he felt quite lost. All at once he fell head over heels down a hole and landed on a heap of very dirty rags.

Opposite to him - as far away as he could sit - was an enormous rat.

"How dare you tumble into my bed all covered with smuts!" said the rat (Whose name was Voldermort Whiskers).

"Please sir, the chimney wants sweeping," said poor James Potter.

Mr Voldermort Whiskers was not impressed but he did like the look of the young kitten 'A very tasty snack!' he thought.

"Narcrissa! Narcrissa!" Voldermort Whiskers called.

There was a pattering noise and an old woman rat poked her head round a rafter.

"What have we here, Voldermort?" she asked licking her lips.

"A tasty morsel indeed!" Mr Voldermort said.

She rushed upon James and before he knew what was happening, he was rolled up in a bundle , and tied with string in a very tight knots.

"Narcrissa," said the old man rat, "Make me a kitten dumpling rolly-polly puddy for my dinner."

"Hmm...it requires dough and a pat of butter and a rolling-pin," said Narcrissa.

The twon rats consulted together for a few minutes and then went away. Voldermort Whiskers went boldly down the front staircase to the dairy to get the butter. He made a second journey for a rolling-pin.

Narcrissa went to the kitchen to steal the dough. She also borrowed a small saucer, and scooped up the dough with her paws.

The rats set work. They smeared James Potter with butter, and then they rolled him in the dough.

Meanwhile, Ron found Alexander hiding in a flour barrel. "Mother," cried Alesander, "there's been an old woman rat in the kitchen and she's stolen some of the dough!"

Isaac was found in the dairy, hiding in an empty jar.

"There's been an old man rat in the dairy, mother. He's stolen a pat of butter and a rolling-pin!" Isaac cried.

"Oh my poor son, James!" exclaimed Draco, hugging his children to his chest.

Ron and Draco put the kittens in their room so they did not get in anymore trouble. After that Ron and Draco rushed upstairs. They could hear a roly-poly noise quite distinctly under the attic floor.

"We must send for your husband Harry Potter at one, with a saw!" said Ron.

All this time, the two rats had been hard at work.

"Will not the string be very indigestible, Narcrissa?" inquired Voldermort Whiskers.

"No, no. It is of no consequence," she replied.

"But I do wish he would hold his head still." Narcrissa said.

Soon the dorr opened, there in the door way was the father of the three kittens and the husband of Draco Potter.

Draco ran straight into Harry's arms sobbing into his husbands neck, Harry comforted his husband by wrapping his arms around Draco's lithe waist.

"Don't worry we'll find James" Harry whispered into Draco's ear.

"Harry, this way," said Ron. "We can hear the strangest sounds... I dread to think! Come along, quickly now." said Ron.


Meanwhile...


"I do not think it will be a good pudding," said Voldermort Whiskers, looking at James Potter. "It smells sooty."

Narcrissa was about to argue the point, when they heard noises up above- the rasping of a saw, and the voice of Harry Potter who sounded very angry.

"We are discovered and interrupted, Narcrissa. Let us collect our property (and other people's) and depart at once. I fear that we shall be obliged to leave this pudding, but I am persuaded that the knot would have proved indigestible," said Voldermort Whiskers.

So it happened that by the time Harry Potter had got the plank up there was nobody under the floor except the rolling-pin and James Potter in a very dirty dumpling!

Voldermort Whiskers and Narcrissa found a wheelbarrow belonging to Mr Potter which they borrowed and hastily filled with a quantity of bundles.

Then Voldermort Whiskers and Narcrissa made their way to Farmer Hagrids' hay barn and hauled their parcels with a bit of string to the top of the hay mow.

"Narcrissa, have you any thoughts on whats for supper?" said Voldermort Whiskers patting his belly.

The Potter family quickly recovered. The dumpling was peeled off James Potter and made separately into a pudding, with currants in it to hide the smuts. They had to put James Potter into a hot bath to get the butter off. And after that, there were no more rats for a long time at Mr and Mrs Potter's house.


The End


Draco finished, looking around him all three of his children were fast asleep all sucking their thumbs. Draco smiled before shutting his eyes too. Completely unaware of Harry Potter's gaze.

'Damnit! Not getting any tonight'

Harry walked over and lied down next to his family, 'Oh well theres always tomorrow' Harry thought before shutting his eyes and going to sleep.