Word Count without A/N - 229
Prompt used - 6. Life as Parents.
Deal
A cry woke them both up, a tiny cry from the baby monitor Harry insisted on keeping in the bedroom.
"I'll go," Harry said, kissing Draco on the cheek. "Go back to sleep."
"It's alright, Harry, I'll go. You went last night," Draco replied, sitting up and pulling the dressing gown he kept by his bedside table on.
"Draco... Alright, we'll both go. You go and get Savannah, and I'll get her bottle."
"Deal."
Two Months Later
A cry startled them both awake, a small groan escaping them.
"It's your turn," Harry said, turning over and letting his eyes flutter closed. A kick to his shins startled him awake again.
"It's your turn, Harry, you go," Draco whined, snuggling further into the covers.
"Draco! I did it last night," Harry said, pulling the quilt off Draco, the man in question complaining about the cold.
"You go tonight, and I'll do the next two, alright?"
"No, not alright. It's your turn, so get your arse out of bed and go and feed Savannah!" Harry snapped. He sighed. He might as well go, he was bloody awake.
"Fine, fine," Draco moaned.
"It's fine. Go back to sleep, I'll see to her," Harry sighed. Draco ignored him, following him out of bed.
"I'll ger the bottle, you get Savannah?" Draco said, putting a hand over his mouth to cover a yawn.
"Deal."
