Chapter 3

Draco plopped down on the seat next to Harry and looked at the child apologetically. Miss Tilly stood next to him, arms crossed on her chest. He turned around to look at her pleadingly, but she shook her head and nudged him to say something.

"Fine. Sorry you two. Sorry Jamie, sorry Harry, I won't blow off again."

"Jamie?" Harry questioned lightly, as Tilly nodded pleasingly and left to check on Blaise and Lavender.

"Well, yeah. I though, maybe we should name him that?"

"Okay, sounds good. How do you like that buddy?" He asked the worried boy. He nodded and smiled at Draco, who smiled softly back at him.

"Okay then, Jamie it is." Harry said joyfully. Jamie's face scrunched up in confusion. He looked at the blond and asked harry quietly. "You said, Dwaco?" He pointed at the teen shyly.

"Yes, that's Draco. Come on, you can say the R now."

"Oh really? Big man already?" Draco ruffled the light ombré hair. Jamie nodded joyfully.

"Watch." He put his tiny hands over Draco's big hand, gardening his full attention.

"Harrry!" He stretched the R, showing how he said the R to Draco. "Wepeat."

"Yeah yeah, how about you say, Draco instead?" He waved Harry off, looking at his 'son' eagerly.

"No! I said, wepeat!" He blew a raspberry and slapped Draco on the hand, trying to make him focus.

Draco rolled his eyes. "No, say Draco."

"Wepeat!" Jamie demanded.

"Repeat. Not wepeat." Harry whispered in Jamie's ear.

"Repeat." Jamie corrected himself.

"No, I feel stupid. I know Harry's name. See? Harrry. There, I said it!" Draco pouted, giving up. Harry couldn't help but 'awe' at the way Draco gave in. Draco made a pouty face at Jamie and a killer expression at Harry.

"Good boy! I'm pwoud of you!" Jamie clapped.

"What?" Draco breathed out in disbelief, looking up shocked at Harry. He didn't know the thing could be taught so much in just the fifteen minutes he was away.

"I luboo!" Jamie flung himself at Draco, who had almost dropped him in surprise. Draco urgently pushed him away in disgust, being the no hugger type.

Jamie looked at him unhappily. "Dwaco sad?" Jamie put a cute hand on Draco's cheek, looking worried.

"No. I am disappointed."

"Why? Draco, he is so sweet, what did he ever do wrong?" Harry kissed Jamie's cute button nose.

"He can say Harry, but he can't say Draco right!"

"Draco he is only three. Have some patience! Took me fifteen minutes to make him say Harry!"

"I am not talking to you, prick!" Draco growled at Harry.

"No! Don't huwt daddy!" Jamie put up a stopping hand in front of Draco's face, and hugged Harry.

Harry grinned evilly, being the favorite of the child. Draco shook his head. 'Say it.' Harry mouthed, but Draco refused. Harry arched a concerned brow his way. 'Say. It.' He mouthed again. "Fine." Draco responded aloud.

"Jamie, I'm your daddy too." Draco muttered. He hated saying it. That meant he admitted that he had something with Harry.

"You?"

"Yes."

"No. You mean."

Draco flung his arms up. "What do you expect? I am forced to love my dearest enemy, and then I am supposed to have and raise a... child with him? Now I get you! You! You are not even real! And now you like that git more than me, what do you expect?!" Draco yelled in Jamie's face.

Jamie looked down at his knees, his lips starting to tremble. The whole class was staring at them, including the paralyzed Miss Tilly.

"Well?" He yelled, getting up off the chair. His eyes went fully black, making him look like a devil.

Jamie's brows scrunched up and he started sobbing, looking at Harry for protection. He wrapped his arms around the little boy. "Draco!"

"Hugh? What do you expect Faggot? You expect me to be happy, of what?" He yelled again, painfully lifting the boy's head up to face him. Jamie was scared to look in the black eyes and quickly turned around, wrapping his arms around Harry's neck, burying his face in his shoulder.

"DRACO!" Harry reached up a hand and smacked Draco on the cheek. He fell back onto the seat and shook his head, his eyes turning back to normal. He looked around the silent class that was staring at him. Almost all the girls had their mouthes covered with their hands, shocked and scared for the poor boy.

Worst of all, Jamie was crying painfully into Harry's shoulder. He was hugging him so hard, he was almost suffocating him. Harry was looking at Draco in rage and disbelief.

Miss Tilly walked up beside Draco and tapped him on the shoulder impatiently. He spun around nervously, with tears of his own in his eyes. He just hurt an innocent child, that was supposed to be his. He was supposed to protect him. But he couldn't explain himself right now. He couldn't let out his secret.

"Mr. Malfoy? Headmaster's office. Now."

"But..."

"Now!"

"Yes Professor."

Draco awkwardly got up from the seat and walked out of the room, going to the headmaster's office.