The next day was a Sunday, so after a full breakfast, the three boys of Grimmauld Place were lying in the living room on the soft carpet and coloring pictures, one of Teddy's favorite pastimes.
"Look! I made a ducky. He's playing with Lenny, see?" Teddy gestured at his portrait.
"Oh, really? I didn't know ducks had green feet, Teddy," Harry laughed as he pulled the box of crayons closer to him and grabbed the brown to finish up his broomstick.
"Well, they do now." Teddy shrugged. "Oooh! Is that Dwaco playing Quidditch, Unca Hawwy?"
"What?" Draco looked up and quickly snatched up Harry's drawing.
"Yes. I remember it like it was yesterday," Harry smirked, staring at Draco fondly. "You were so good-looking…"
He watched as Draco's cheeks began to turn pink as he fought a blush and gave the drawing back.
"You draw horribly, Potter. That picture does not do justice."
"You aren't much better, Malfoy," he replied, sneaking a look at the other's picture, a landscape of the Manor.
"Oh shut it. I want some hot chocolate."
"Hot chocolate!" Teddy squealed, throwing his crayons down and standing up.
"Great, you just had to get him started, huh?" Harry shook his head at Draco before making to stand up. His spine popped and he groaned.
"Old man," Draco laughed, pushing himself off the ground smoothly and almost cat-like. Harry's mind immediately went to how flexible and graceful the man would be in bed.
"Unca Hawwy! Hot chocolate!" Teddy's voice brought Harry's mind out of the gutter and back to the kitchen.
As Teddy played with his action figures on the table, Harry stood at the stove, stirring the hot chocolate mix. He suddenly felt two thin arms wrap around his torso, and a pair of cold lips on his shoulder. Harry sighed into Draco's embrace and leaned back.
"I'm telling you…this domesticity is just driving me crazy hot," Draco whispered, his lips trailing to Harry's neck and ear.
"Draco…not with Teddy around," Harry's voice was almost a whimper as Draco's fingers trailed down his chest softly.
Harry wondered where this new confidence came from, considering how hesitant Draco was to even kiss him the day before. He wondered if maybe Draco was slowly thawing himself around Harry.
"I can wait…I'm very patient." Draco dragged a finger across Harry's abdomen underneath his jumper, causing Harry to shudder violently. From a simple touch!
"I don't think I can wait—"
Harry was interrupted by the doorbell ringing and he jumped, dropping the spoon that was stirring the hot chocolate.
"You can go get it, I'll pour this," Draco said, leaning down to pick up the spoon that had fallen. Harry walked towards the door, looking back once at Draco's jean-clad bum. He smiled before heading out and opening the door.
"Oh Andromeda, hello." Harry gestured to the woman, opening the door further to let her in.
"Hello Harry," she smiled softly before leaning in and giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"Nana! Nana's here!" Teddy came running in, holding his action figures. "Nana guess what happened? Dwaco is here, and he's my cousin! And he made a snowman with me and drawed pictures with me and was hugging Unca Hawwy!"
Harry felt the blood drain from his face as Draco entered the room. Andromeda was staring at him in shock, her only other living relative.
