Word Count: 839

Rating: PG

Summary: Children and their oddities, Harry and Draco's son has something very special to share

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Ron, Draco, and Hermione sat in the expanded classroom watching their progeny do a special show and tell for their school's Parents Day celebration.

"Harry!" Draco whispered insistently into his mobile. "You're going to miss your son's turn! You had better drop what you're doing and get your arse Apparated in this room or--"

"I'm here," Harry announced and Draco turned to see him, mussed and breathing a little heavily in the doorway. Draco sighed, hanging up the call as he waited for him to move closer.

Harry turned sideways, making his way past the other seated parents to the seat that Draco had reserved between him and Ron.

"I'm sorry I'm late. Practice ran really long and Ewan got hit by a bludger," Harry explained, straining to take off his coat.

Draco manoeuvred him around to help him free the sleeves. "You're lucky you got here on time. Otherwise, I would have to hit you with a bludger," he informed him.

"Hey Harry," Ron whispered from beside him.

"Hey Ron, Hermione," he said and waved before turning back to face the front.

"Thank you, Jimmy. That was great," Mrs Hall praised as the child made his final bow and the curtain closed in front of him. Speaking into her wand, she announced, "And next, Sage Potter would like to show us something that's very special to him."

She moved off to stage left and Draco and Harry leaned forward in their seats to watch their son's presentation. The curtain lifted once again and there Sage stood, beaming and waving at the section his family sat in. Draco waved back, interested to see what was beneath the large blanket next to Sage. It only reached his son's hip and its shape was very familiar, but it certainly wasn't Harry's Quickbreeze6000.

"My name is Sage Potter and I brought…." He made a dramatic pause before he yanked the cover off the object.

"Ah!" the crowd gasped.

"Draco, wasn't he…?" Harry asked.

"Yes, I dropped him off," Draco reassured him.

"Then why…?" Harry questioned his husband, trying to make sense of it

"Mate, why is Griff up there?" Ron asked, pointing to the stage where the newly revealed toddler stood next to his older brother.

"I'm more curious as to how Sage is getting him to stay still," Hermione commented.

"Oh, he behaves for Sage. Well, most of the time," Draco replied with a small smile.

"Papa! Pay attention! I'm starting!" Sage called from the stage, causing laughter to sprinkle across the audience.

Draco smiled and inclined his head for him to continue.

"This is my broder, Griffin, but we call him Griff. He likes to eat chocolates." At his favourite word, the baby began to bounce lightly on his heels.

"See?" Sage demonstrated by handing him a small unwrapped piece that was grabbed quickly out of his hand and shoved into a tiny mouth.

"Mmmmm!" Griffin agreed, savouring the treat

"He's real little. He's not even two, so I protects him because I'm bigger. He used to be this small," Sage said, cupping his hands at his sides to indicate the size, "but he grew very, very fast. And he's growing teeth. He bites if he doesn't like you. He bites Aunt Ginny all the time."

Draco laughed silently at his son's comment and ignored Harry's disapproving look.

Griffin finished eating his treat and began to tug on Sage's trouser leg.

"What happened, Griff?" the audience heard him whisper because of the acoustics of the room.

"Poop! Poop!" the toddler said and squirmed, pointing to his bottom.

"Oh, and he's not potty trained. The end. C'mon, Griff, we'll go get Daddy and Papa."

"Oh , oh." Griffin tried to run ahead, but Sage made him slow down so he could help him down the steps.

The audience watched the boys' procession down the aisles as they approached their parents. "How was I?" Sage asked. "Did you like it?"

"You did great, sport. Let's go get your brother changed, okay?" Harry told him, standing up with Griffin in his arms.

Draco followed them with Sage, nodding to his son's teacher as they stepped out.

"Now, explain to me how it is that your brother came to be on that stage with you?" Draco asked his son without anger.

"I was going to show Daddy's broom, but then someone was already gonna show that and their Harry Potter figareen collection, and posters, and pyjamas, and …." Draco let him list a couple more items as he watched the very tips of his husband's ears blush.

"Yeah, they even put your daddy on underwear, don't they?" Draco said coyly, satisfied in knowing he was the only one who wore authentic Harry Potter boxers.

"Yeah, so I wanted to show something very special that only Iwould have," Sage pouted up at Draco.

"I agree and I don't think anyone has a Griffin, do they. At least not like ours," Draco replied, smiling at the toddler who was looking over Harry's shoulder at him.