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: I decided not to do a Part Two or a companion piece to "School", or at least not yet. For some reason I can't wrap my mind around what it is children do in kindergarten and I kept coming up nearly 3000 words worth of nonsense. I remember nothing from that time in my life other than making my teacher upset because I told her I didn't know my address and phone number. I was lying of course because I was mad at her about something and she called my mom to the room because she was "worried" and I got in trouble. Oh, and that I took violin lessons and that douche of a teacher thought that because I was four, all I should do was listen to the third graders play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Yeah, that was bullshit.

What was I talking about? Right. No part two or companion piece.

Stepping away from me resenting my childhood, this was a request made by THE mlb (gosh, you have quite a few, don't you ^_^?). It was funny and my mind wouldn't let go of the idea until I wrote it up. The gender of Cailean's date was part of the request too, I'm withholding judgment on my personal preference for him. Enjoy lovlies.

Note: Feel free to request drabbles (any time frame - past/present/future). I'll need a prompt or a title.

First Date

Word Count: 1199

Draco Malfoy coldly observed the fidgeting figure in front of him. Somewhere in the back of his mind he felt bad about the fear he was forcing on the teen, but not bad enough that he stopped his cold observation nor the fingering of his pocket. There was nothing in there of course but he took pleasure in every flinch that was emitted each time his hand strayed too near it.

It wasn't that he hated the boy, quite the contrary. He actually like Kendall very much. He and Cailean had been friends for ages, they'd taken the boy on trips with them and Draco, at the behest of the boys parents, had even helped throw him a surprise birthday party when he turned 13. Yes, Kendall was a great kid whom Draco was very much fond of. That is, of course, until he found out about this little stunt.

The stern, cold, dangerous father Draco was suddenly portraying had to do with the principal of the situation at hand more than anything. Kind, mischievous, a little clumsy and all around endearing Kendall may be, but that did not give the little upstart the right to ask out Draco's baby, Cailean.

Very much unlike himself and his usually impeccable manners, Draco had left Kandall standing at the entrance of the sitting room, shifting and awkward, while he stood nearby, sneering and looking for all the world like he was ready to maim. He could sympathize with the teen's obvious discomfort. Wasn't this the same tactic Severus had used when he'd taken Harry on their first date? Hadn't he been older than the 15-year-old in front of him, more experienced, and still had been scared stiff more by the icy silence than anything?

Yes, well, he was a father now and just as well sympathized with Severus himself. No wonder the man had taken pleasure in tormenting him. It was not only satisfying but also reassuring that this brat wouldn't try anything.

The sound of footsteps coming toward the room had the boy relaxing minutely, obviously thinking he was about to be saved. Draco grimaced. What was obvious was that he hadn't instilled enough fear. He'd need to work on that as he didn't have the natural grace of the Snape Sneer that his husband and children seemed to have all inherited. No matter, he'd be prepared when the boys came back and may the heavens help Kendall if they were even a second past curfew.

Draco watched the boy carefully and was somewhat put-out to see the silly grin that sprouted across the boy's face as he laid eyes on Cailean for the first time that night. If he had been anything less than completely thrilled to see his son Draco may just have had a viable reason to…

Not that anyone wouldn't be thrilled to see Cailean. Draco himself smiled at the picture his eldest child and his husband made. The resemblance between them was eerie and they were striking standing as they were, Harry right behind a nervous looking Cailean with a small smile on his lips. The same black hair, longer than was usual for males, framed similar faces, Cailean's curling at his collar of its own accord and Harry's pulled back into his usual loose ponytail. Identical eyes took in the scene in front of them, Harry's curious as they landed on Draco's less than friendly face and Cailean's bright with anticipation. Together father and son both glanced between Draco and Kendall before settling on Draco. Cailean frowned at him and Harry rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"What did you do?" the elder of the two asked and Draco sniffed indigently.

"Nothing," he countered swiftly and could tell Harry didn't buy it for a second if the way his eyes narrowed was any indication.

"Papa," Cailean drawled and Draco resisted wincing. He hated that drawl. It was just as scathing as Severus's was…and Harry's…and, God, was it genetic that they were all able to do that?

"Nothing," he insisted again and after a hard stare Cailean finally turned to smile at his date.

"Hi Kendall," he greeted quietly and Kendall responded with his own slightly breathless 'Hi, Cai.' Draco inwardly (because he didn't want to embarrass Cai) scoffed because honestly, teenagers.

"How are you Kendall?" Harry asked kindly and Draco noted absently that the man had moved to his side and was now lightly gripping his shirt. He had to wonder if Harry thought he was going to rush the boy or something.

"I'm fine, Mr. Malfoy. And you?"

"Great," Harry smiled and Draco was suddenly pleased to note that though Harry was outwardly as soft-spoken and kindhearted as ever he was when faced with any of their children's friends, there was a hardness in his eyes that was almost unnoticeable. So…he wasn't as okay with this as he wanted everyone to believe? As if sensing his smug thoughts Harry squeezed his arm and gave him a cross look out of the corner of his eye. Draco smirked, Harry grimaced and Cailean watched the two of them trepidatiously. Kendall didn't seem to notice anything wrong, finally relaxing completely as Harry and Cailean's presence assured him that even if Draco did decide act on his baser paternal instincts, they would at least be able to find the body.

"Can we go now, Dad, Papa?" Cailean asked politely even as he eyed the two of them, half suspicious, half amused. Draco wanted to say 'no' of course, with an added 'not with this urchin' for good measure but Cailean had been looking forward to this since Kendall had asked him out. All smiles and blushes and nervous twittering around Harry as he tried to decide what to wear and it was so sweet and Cai was, even now, so happy and Draco wouldn't be able to live with himself if he ever made his baby unhappy.

So, with a strained smile he said, "Sure Imp," and he and Harry were embraced briefly but tightly by the teen and Cailean was rushing Kendall towards the door before they could have a chance to change their minds.

"Keep your mobile on," Harry instructed.

"Don't forget curfew," Draco added.

"Have fun, Cai-baby,"

"Nothing over PG (1) fun though,"

"Draco!"

"Papa!"

"What?"

And then they were gone in a whirl of hastily pulled on jackets, blushes and muttered apologies to a startled Kendall and Draco was left alone with Harry's stern look. "Really though?" the raven haired man shook his head but Draco stood his ground.

"You were thinking it."

"I was not!" But Draco could tell by how worked up Harry was becoming that he had been. With a chuckle and sly grin, he pulled the younger man toward him and kissed him soundly. When he pulled back Harry sighed and pressed his lips, looking vaguely resigned. "So I was," he conceded. "But you didn't have to say that."

"I did," Draco shrugged flippantly his head. "The boy isn't to be trusted." Harry scoffed but looked more amused now.

"Well he's going to have to be because it's not like you can follow them."

"Who says?"

"No, Draco."

"But-"

"No."

(1) Movie content rating. Varies by country. PG is "Parental Guidance Suggested/Recommended". Average ages 8-11 (K+).