an: There may be a tad more 'coarser' language and adult themes in this chapter. Just thought I'd better let you know ;) Nothing graphic, just a bit of the boys and their 'potty' mouths hehe. ^_^
Azure, despite her rather morbid eating habits, was like any other baby. She gurgled happily and made little growling noises as she played with a small stuffed lion, while her father made coffee for Harry.
"I see you're doing it the muggle way." The latter commented, watching his archenemy lazily stir in the milk.
"Well, they always said that muggles do it better." A sly grin.
"You are one sick pervert you know that?"
//And you know you love it, Potter. Agh! Damn Malfoy. Damn him and that finely sculpted ass of h- No no no!!//
//You know you love to watch him squirm. You know you love to watch him doing any - Merlin, where did that come from!? It must be the fumes from this coffee. Or lack of sleep. Yeah, that's it, must be lack of sleep. Nice try Malfoy, just keep trying to convince yourself. Gods, I think I'm hearing things. Reminder to self: talk to daddy's therapist first thing tomorrow.//
Malfoy realised he was trying to tip more sugar into his coffee when there was already enough in it. He sighed and quickly cast a spell to take out the excess amount he had added.
"Ah Potter, you have only yet discovered one of my fetishes. To make an Italian coffee the muggle way is divine-" He brought over the two white procelain mugs. "But to spend your time fraternising with the so-called enemy and playing with their toys...priceless."
"I'm sorry, playing with muggle toys? Riiight, okay...and in what non-existent dimension is that? Oh I'm sorry, it must be the one where your wand isn't stuck up your-"
"Not in front of my daughter! Watch that filthy language of your's, Potter, or I'll forced to stop your mouth by using any hex necessary."
//Or with my own mouth.//
//Forced to. Mouth. Sorry, what did he actually say apart from the whole mouth thing? Wait! You know what he was saying Potter, stop trying to convince yourself he was actually making an improper proposition.//
Harry realised Malfoy was staring at him like he either a) wanted to point out an abnormal growth on Harry's nose or b) eat him.
"Uh, Malfoy?" Harry realised how rather breathless he sounded. He then realised how many realisations he was coming to, and willed himself to stop thinking before his mind popped from an overload of Malfoy. Nevertheless, he had snapped Malfoy out of his weird gaze and back into normality - that is, of course, if Malfoy could ever be regarded as normal anyway.
"Yes. Right. Okay then. Potter...what do you want?"
"You were looking at me like you wanted to devour me whole."
Malfoy turned a dazzling shade of pink.
//But then you'd think anything to do with Malfoy was dazzling wouldn't you?//
"I was just wondering...um...wait, I guess I haven't told you about Azure have I? About why she's a vampire and why she has little pointy sharp erm..."
//Nice, very nice. Congratulations Malfoy, for the lamest diversionary tactics ever heard in conversation. Wouldn't father be proud that his only son has been reduced to a raving lunatic? Oh well, dad was the one that had to start going to therapy.//
"Fangs?"
"Yeah!"
"Right. So what were you going to tell me about her again?"
//I wonder why he was looking at me like that before? Draco's never looked at me like that - ever. Then again, neither has anyone else...hang on. Stop. Draco!?!//
"A bit over a year ago, I met this beautiful girl after a night out with some Ministry big-shots. And you know me, Malfoy charm and all," Malfoy grinned. Harry rolled his eyes.
"To make a long story short we had a one-night thing. A few months ago, she shows up at my door with this little bundle, and tells me that it's my child. I mean, me, a father?" Malfoy laughed. "THEN she just so tells me that she's a vampire. Helpfully informs me that she doesn't want our daughter, who happens to be a half-vampire, to grow up in her world, and then leaves me with Azure. I was suddenly no longer Draco Malfoy, casual sex-god but Draco Malfoy, father of one."
"Wow."
"Yeah, sucks to be me huh Wonder Boy? Look I don't know why I even told you."
"Um, thankyou...I guess..."
"For what?" Malfoy snorted. "Sharing the stories of my oh-so-targically-broken past? They have therapists for that kind of thing. Like I said, who the fuck knows why I decided to tell you."
"I meant thankyou, for feeling like you COULD share it with me. And Malfoy, maybe you just need a friend..."
"A friend? A Malfoy actually having true friends. Try pulling the other leg Potter." Malfoy rolled his eyes towards the ceiling. "Anyway, are you trying to come on to me, because you know-"
"No! No, of course not!"
//But it's hard to resist the temptation.//
//And maybe, just maybe, I wouldn't mind if you were Potter. Wouldn't mind it at all.//
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cookiejarnotes:
WHEEEEEEEE had fun writing this chappie ;)
And for those of u wondering why Azure has Harry's eyes...don't worry, you'll find out later on...*smiles mysteriously*
Thankyou for all the reviews! Keep up the good stuffs peeps, cos ur making me all giddy and happy tehehehe. And a happy author means an inspired author. ^_^
Azure, despite her rather morbid eating habits, was like any other baby. She gurgled happily and made little growling noises as she played with a small stuffed lion, while her father made coffee for Harry.
"I see you're doing it the muggle way." The latter commented, watching his archenemy lazily stir in the milk.
"Well, they always said that muggles do it better." A sly grin.
"You are one sick pervert you know that?"
//And you know you love it, Potter. Agh! Damn Malfoy. Damn him and that finely sculpted ass of h- No no no!!//
//You know you love to watch him squirm. You know you love to watch him doing any - Merlin, where did that come from!? It must be the fumes from this coffee. Or lack of sleep. Yeah, that's it, must be lack of sleep. Nice try Malfoy, just keep trying to convince yourself. Gods, I think I'm hearing things. Reminder to self: talk to daddy's therapist first thing tomorrow.//
Malfoy realised he was trying to tip more sugar into his coffee when there was already enough in it. He sighed and quickly cast a spell to take out the excess amount he had added.
"Ah Potter, you have only yet discovered one of my fetishes. To make an Italian coffee the muggle way is divine-" He brought over the two white procelain mugs. "But to spend your time fraternising with the so-called enemy and playing with their toys...priceless."
"I'm sorry, playing with muggle toys? Riiight, okay...and in what non-existent dimension is that? Oh I'm sorry, it must be the one where your wand isn't stuck up your-"
"Not in front of my daughter! Watch that filthy language of your's, Potter, or I'll forced to stop your mouth by using any hex necessary."
//Or with my own mouth.//
//Forced to. Mouth. Sorry, what did he actually say apart from the whole mouth thing? Wait! You know what he was saying Potter, stop trying to convince yourself he was actually making an improper proposition.//
Harry realised Malfoy was staring at him like he either a) wanted to point out an abnormal growth on Harry's nose or b) eat him.
"Uh, Malfoy?" Harry realised how rather breathless he sounded. He then realised how many realisations he was coming to, and willed himself to stop thinking before his mind popped from an overload of Malfoy. Nevertheless, he had snapped Malfoy out of his weird gaze and back into normality - that is, of course, if Malfoy could ever be regarded as normal anyway.
"Yes. Right. Okay then. Potter...what do you want?"
"You were looking at me like you wanted to devour me whole."
Malfoy turned a dazzling shade of pink.
//But then you'd think anything to do with Malfoy was dazzling wouldn't you?//
"I was just wondering...um...wait, I guess I haven't told you about Azure have I? About why she's a vampire and why she has little pointy sharp erm..."
//Nice, very nice. Congratulations Malfoy, for the lamest diversionary tactics ever heard in conversation. Wouldn't father be proud that his only son has been reduced to a raving lunatic? Oh well, dad was the one that had to start going to therapy.//
"Fangs?"
"Yeah!"
"Right. So what were you going to tell me about her again?"
//I wonder why he was looking at me like that before? Draco's never looked at me like that - ever. Then again, neither has anyone else...hang on. Stop. Draco!?!//
"A bit over a year ago, I met this beautiful girl after a night out with some Ministry big-shots. And you know me, Malfoy charm and all," Malfoy grinned. Harry rolled his eyes.
"To make a long story short we had a one-night thing. A few months ago, she shows up at my door with this little bundle, and tells me that it's my child. I mean, me, a father?" Malfoy laughed. "THEN she just so tells me that she's a vampire. Helpfully informs me that she doesn't want our daughter, who happens to be a half-vampire, to grow up in her world, and then leaves me with Azure. I was suddenly no longer Draco Malfoy, casual sex-god but Draco Malfoy, father of one."
"Wow."
"Yeah, sucks to be me huh Wonder Boy? Look I don't know why I even told you."
"Um, thankyou...I guess..."
"For what?" Malfoy snorted. "Sharing the stories of my oh-so-targically-broken past? They have therapists for that kind of thing. Like I said, who the fuck knows why I decided to tell you."
"I meant thankyou, for feeling like you COULD share it with me. And Malfoy, maybe you just need a friend..."
"A friend? A Malfoy actually having true friends. Try pulling the other leg Potter." Malfoy rolled his eyes towards the ceiling. "Anyway, are you trying to come on to me, because you know-"
"No! No, of course not!"
//But it's hard to resist the temptation.//
//And maybe, just maybe, I wouldn't mind if you were Potter. Wouldn't mind it at all.//
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cookiejarnotes:
WHEEEEEEEE had fun writing this chappie ;)
And for those of u wondering why Azure has Harry's eyes...don't worry, you'll find out later on...*smiles mysteriously*
Thankyou for all the reviews! Keep up the good stuffs peeps, cos ur making me all giddy and happy tehehehe. And a happy author means an inspired author. ^_^