Chapter 4

Harry shook his head at Ron as he watched the redhead racing around the Common Room, chasing after a screeching Draco. He laughed as the blonde ducked under one of the tables and clung to the leg, peeking out as Ron scratched his head.

"Where'd you go, Draco?" he called, grinning.

Draco giggled as Ron came around behind the table and crawled under, staying out of the toddler's line of sight. He got right behind him and grabbed his sides, growling playfully. It brought a squeal of laughter from the boy and he raced away, searching for another hiding spot. Ron snatched him before he reached the couch and flipped him upside down, holding onto his waist as he shook him.

"You're surprisingly good with kids," Harry said, relaxing when Ron flicked Draco back up and bounced him on his hip.

"Yeah, who knew," Ron laughed, ruffling Draco's hair until it stood up straight. "Boy, is it weird to see you without gel in your hair."

"Eew, no gel!" Draco said, smashing his arms over his head.

"We're keeping him this way! He's never growing up!"

Harry nodded as Ron tossed Draco into the air and caught him again.

"So, what're you going to do when he does go back to being eighteen?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, aren't you at all worried that he might remember this?"

"Should I be?" Ron asked, looking at him.

"Maybe..."

"Look here, Harry, the way I see it, I'm playing with a four year old. There's nothing weird or embarrassing about it, and four year old Draco is having fun, aren't ya?"

"Uh-Huh!" Draco cheered.

"Now, when eighteen year old Draco remembers it, and is mortified, well, then that's something he's going to have to deal with."

Harry shook his head.

"Right, so that's your angle."

"It's a perk," Ron snickered. "Hey, think fast!"

Draco squealed as Ron tossed him onto Harry's lap. Harry jolted when he landed and glared at Ron, even though Draco was laughing his head off.

"You know 'Mione would throw a fit if she saw you do that."

"Which is why I did it while she wasn't here," Ron said, rolling his eyes at his friend as he flopped on the other side of the couch. "You act like I launched him off a cliff."

"Hawry!" Draco cried, putting his hands on the raven's shoulders. "What's Askibam?"

The boys stated at him, both blanking at his question. Ron scratched his head and Harry took a deep breath.

"It's...where they keep people who do bad things," Harry said slowly.

"Why awe my pawents thewe?" Draco asked with wide eyes.

"They're..." Harry and Ron exchanged a glance. "They're...visiting for a while, on business."

"When awe they comin' back?"

"Soon I'm sure," Ron said quickly.

Harry shot him a look as Draco nodded.

"Hello!"

They looked up to see Hermione enter with Neville and Luna in tow. Luna's pale eyes widened when she saw the toddler sitting on Harry's lap, but other than that her expression didn't change.

"Blimey, that really is Draco!" she said. "Here I thought Neville was playing a trick on me!"

"He wouldn't have the constitution," Ron laughed as Neville blushed.

"How has he been?" Hermione asked, looking them over. "Still in one piece thank goodness. I was sure he'd have cracked his skull with you two watching him."

"Hey!" Harry and Ron shouted as Draco giggled.

Luna came over and plopped onto the couch beside Harry, still staring at Draco. He stared back, not even flinching when she brushed his hair out of his eyes.

"Do you believe in Nargles?" she asked.

"What're Margles?"

"Harry, you haven't told him about them?"

"I figured you would want to," Harry said with a grin.

Luna perked up, then reached over and snatched Draco from his lap.

"You'll love them really," she assured him as she took them towards the fireplace. "They're quite fun."

"Has Draco even spoken to Luna before?" Ron asked Neville.

"I couldn't tell you really. Once or twice perhaps." Neville admitted. "She's always been fascinated by him though, says she's never seen someone with so many Wrackspurts around his head."

"Isn't that a bad thing?" Hermione asked.

"Depends. Sometimes they are and sometimes they aren't. Luna said they got worse after sixth year, but I suppose that makes sense, considering…"

He didn't have to finish the thought, the other three were already nodding.

"It's a little strange, 'cause they look like siblings," Ron said as he watched Luna sit on the floor and bounce Draco on her lap as she rattled on about her creatures. "I'm surprised no rumors of that have ever come about."

"I don't know how much Draco would like that," Hermione laughed. "Imagine his reaction."

"'People actually think I'm related to that nut?'" Ron mimicked, scrunching his nose for good measure. "'Wait until my father...'"

He stopped short and realized that Draco's old catchphrase wasn't very funny anymore.

"Hawwy!" Draco called, his eyes as wide as his smile. "Luni says I've got Whacsperts 'round my ears!"

"Did she now?" Harry asked. "Are they good now or bad?"

"Good I'd say," Luna said, carding her fingers through Draco's locks. "It means he's in love."

"Weally?"

"Well, is there someone you like very much?"

Draco's face scrunched up as he thought, and Ron snorted at how similar it had been to the way the redhead had done earlier. After a moment Draco beamed and pointed at the couch.

"Hawwy!" he cried. "I wove Hawwy!"

This story is mainly for feels. So yeah lol, it's gonna be sugary. Sorry.