No Day But Today Drabbles
Summary: As the title may suggest, these are drabbles for my story No Day But Today. Technically they can be read alone, but I wouldn't recommend it; full understanding requires reading the story. HP/DM slash. Implied mpreg. Non-magic AU. Very few are in chronological order timeline wise.
Author's Note: This was a prompt requested by hpbrat2 ^_^. I know it was your second one but I thought you'd waited long enough and, well, your other one kind of gained a mind of it's own. I'm already on part 4... I'll start posting that sometime after I finish with "Sitter?" which, btw to everyone else, has two more parts I think...
Note: Feel free to request drabbles (any time frame - past/present/future). I'll need a prompt or a title.
Baby Talk
Word Count: 772
Draco watched his boyfriend from where he sat on the floor with sympathetic eyes as the raven haired teen slept, completely dead to the world. Only just starting to crawl, Cailean was a bit more difficult to handle than he was previously and Harry was completely worn out. Draco couldn't blame him.
It was nearing the end of the year which meant both finals and graduation. It was certainly a foreboding feeling and having to come home to an energetic almost toddler was obviously a lot harder than Draco gave Harry credit for. Often he came home with Harry, but he did in fact have to go home once in a while, at least to insure his parents he was alive, and so didn't see the real extent of the stress the younger teen was under. Harry didn't complain and never asked Severus to have Adrian stay longer so that he could rest (Harry had confided in Draco that he would have felt guilty, Adrian was a college student after all and had his own responsibilities that didn't revolve around babysitting) but it was obvious from the bags under his eyes that he needed a break.
Draco felt a sharp tap on his arm and turned away from contemplating the boy to look down at Cailean who had crawled away from where he was playing with his toys and was now grinning up at him, two teeth being flashed from where they protruded from his upper gum. "Hello Imp," he greeted the baby who babbled excitedly to him as Draco picked him up and held him in his lap. Cailean clutched onto the end of Draco's shirt, bunched it in his small hands and started to gnaw on it. Rolling his eyes Draco let him, knowing from experience that taking it away would result in a fit that would surely wake Harry. Besides, he'd learned to keep a spare in his car nowadays.
"I've heard you've been causing a bit of trouble, imp," Draco said conversationally and the wide emerald eyes looked up at him. "Not that your daddy would say that of course, he'd never think of you as trouble, but you certainly are wearing him pretty thin."
Cailean considered him for a long moment before returning to his previous activity. Draco smiled a bit sadly. "I love your dad, imp," he said softly. "I really wish I could be with him all the time so I can help him take care of you…and himself. He tries too hard."
Cailean made himself comfortable by leaning back against Draco's chest, his eyes rolled as far up as they would go so that they could stare at the blond head above him. "But do you want to know something Cai?" Draco whispered conspiratorially. "You're daddy and I, we're going to be together for a long time if I have anything to say about it. I refuse to let him go so easily. He's so...well, he's Harry, and he's completely perfect for me as far as I'm concerned." Draco shook his head fondly. "He doesn't know it yet of course, would be in a real mood if he knew I was making plans for the two of us, but it will happen."
Draco's eyes trailed over to where Harry was still sleeping deeply. "I know he's still worried that someday I'd let him go." Draco snorted. "And he calls me foolish. There's not even the possibility of that. No, we'll marry, I'll adopt you and then we'll have…two more kids, maybe. I suspect you'd like someone to play with."
Cailean babbled incoherently and Draco smiled. "Your dad would hate any of the Malfoy properties. It's just my luck that I love someone who totally disregards tradition and old money, so we'll have to get a house, not a manor, probably close by your granddad." Draco suddenly grimaced causing Cailean to laugh at the funny face. "God, I wonder if I'll have to ask for his permission? Maybe we really won't be married. When it comes to Snape, I'd be lucky just to live that long."
With a sigh Draco leaned back against the couch and glanced at Harry again who's face was level with his. "If I can convince him to elope, maybe, but then I'd be dead when your granddad found out and trust me, he would. Possibly even before the honeymoon and that would be disastrous. You need siblings after all," Draco smirked then. "Personally I'd like to get on with it, so that they'd be closer to your age, you know, but I don't think your daddy would go for it."
