Cold Fire
Note: Ooh..... I got 53 Reviews!! Wow! Thanks!! ^_^ Also, my "Aunt" Sharlene passed away on the 28th. I attended her funeral today, the 31st Dec. So, I probably won't post until the 5th or 7th of January.. I had a hard enough time finishing this chapter.. Sorry if this bothers you.
Disclaimer: Yep, you guessed it, I don't own Harry Potter. I'm just borrowing them, and making them do wicked things.
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Chapter 7
-Of Birthdays and Noses-
That night, after everyone left, Harry went downstairs. When their clock struck midnight, he jumped. Not thinking, Harry tried to shush the clock. Eventually he realised that he was talking to a clock. A clock that wasn't alive.
"Geez, How stupid could I get?" he asked himself quietly. He crept to basement stairs and quickly descended into the darkness. He flicked on a light, and went to a closet. He wondered why he was doing this. He wasn't even supposed to be here. At least, not for another month. He shook it off when he remembered that he was doing it for his children's birthday.
Harry pulled a box out of the closet, then he brought out another box. He shut the door, and took his wand out of his pocket. He cast a simple spell on the two boxes to make them float behind him. Even though, individually the boxes weren't heavy, combined they were.
He left the basement, and stopped in the living room, before going back to bed. He put the boxes down and performed another spell. This particular spell was quite useful around holidays. The spell magically wrapped the boxes, completing Harry's job.
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The next days were Alex and Alisa's birthdays. For the first time, they held a small party, with only family attending. Of course, in the Malfoy family, family reached out from parents, to aunts and uncles, to grandparents, and godfamily. Luckily there were no aunts, uncles, or grandparents. The only godfamily, was Harry's.
The Twins birthdays were August 1st, and 2nd. Draco had always thought that it was terribly cliché.
~~*~~"It could be worse." Harry told Draco.
"How? Just how could it be worse?"
"Well, two ways. One, they could have been born on December 31st, and January 1st. That's two different years. Second, they could have not been born, at all."
"Ok, you have me there, you're right."
"Of course, I am."
"Oh, stuff it."~~*~~
The family celebrated, with the traditional cake, chocolate with cherries, they watched as the kids opened their gifts, even the two large ones that Harry had brought out the night before. Inside the boxes were an assortment of things, each held a broom, different types of candy, and a secret gift.
"You can't open these until you get to Hogwarts, ok?"
"Ok." The twins chorused.
"But why?" Alisa continued.
"You'll see, sweetie."
"Oh, phoopher."
"Ditto." said Alex.
~~
On August 3rd, just the day after their birthday, Alisa and Alexander Malfoy were found folding bath towels in the bathroom.
Alisa twitched her nose. "Alex, my nose itches. Will you scratch it?"
"Ack! Heck no, girl! Scratch your own nose!"
"But I don't want to!"
"You're strange..." Alisa beamed and ran downstairs.
**
"Dad!!" Harry peaked around the corner. Alisa automatically noticed her dad's, ever present, pink apron.
"What is it?"
"Will you scratch my nose?"
"Sorry, Sweetie, but I'm cooking." With that, Harry went back to his task.
"Darn..." Alisa looked around the lower floor before going back upstairs.
"Father!" She said as she walked straight into Draco. "Will you scratch my nose?"
"Uh... No. You have to learn for yourself." Draco smiled.
"Oh, that's just great." She complained. She blinked in surprise. "Hey, it doesn't itch anymore!"
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....Ok, the nose thing.. was a result of me doing the laundry today... Hey! Moonywolf! You were there!! :D
Anyway, my nose started to itch, and I was wondering if my mom would scratch it for me.. ^^"
Note: Ooh..... I got 53 Reviews!! Wow! Thanks!! ^_^ Also, my "Aunt" Sharlene passed away on the 28th. I attended her funeral today, the 31st Dec. So, I probably won't post until the 5th or 7th of January.. I had a hard enough time finishing this chapter.. Sorry if this bothers you.
Disclaimer: Yep, you guessed it, I don't own Harry Potter. I'm just borrowing them, and making them do wicked things.
~~*~~....~~*~~ - indicates a flashback
Chapter 7
-Of Birthdays and Noses-
That night, after everyone left, Harry went downstairs. When their clock struck midnight, he jumped. Not thinking, Harry tried to shush the clock. Eventually he realised that he was talking to a clock. A clock that wasn't alive.
"Geez, How stupid could I get?" he asked himself quietly. He crept to basement stairs and quickly descended into the darkness. He flicked on a light, and went to a closet. He wondered why he was doing this. He wasn't even supposed to be here. At least, not for another month. He shook it off when he remembered that he was doing it for his children's birthday.
Harry pulled a box out of the closet, then he brought out another box. He shut the door, and took his wand out of his pocket. He cast a simple spell on the two boxes to make them float behind him. Even though, individually the boxes weren't heavy, combined they were.
He left the basement, and stopped in the living room, before going back to bed. He put the boxes down and performed another spell. This particular spell was quite useful around holidays. The spell magically wrapped the boxes, completing Harry's job.
~~
The next days were Alex and Alisa's birthdays. For the first time, they held a small party, with only family attending. Of course, in the Malfoy family, family reached out from parents, to aunts and uncles, to grandparents, and godfamily. Luckily there were no aunts, uncles, or grandparents. The only godfamily, was Harry's.
The Twins birthdays were August 1st, and 2nd. Draco had always thought that it was terribly cliché.
~~*~~"It could be worse." Harry told Draco.
"How? Just how could it be worse?"
"Well, two ways. One, they could have been born on December 31st, and January 1st. That's two different years. Second, they could have not been born, at all."
"Ok, you have me there, you're right."
"Of course, I am."
"Oh, stuff it."~~*~~
The family celebrated, with the traditional cake, chocolate with cherries, they watched as the kids opened their gifts, even the two large ones that Harry had brought out the night before. Inside the boxes were an assortment of things, each held a broom, different types of candy, and a secret gift.
"You can't open these until you get to Hogwarts, ok?"
"Ok." The twins chorused.
"But why?" Alisa continued.
"You'll see, sweetie."
"Oh, phoopher."
"Ditto." said Alex.
~~
On August 3rd, just the day after their birthday, Alisa and Alexander Malfoy were found folding bath towels in the bathroom.
Alisa twitched her nose. "Alex, my nose itches. Will you scratch it?"
"Ack! Heck no, girl! Scratch your own nose!"
"But I don't want to!"
"You're strange..." Alisa beamed and ran downstairs.
**
"Dad!!" Harry peaked around the corner. Alisa automatically noticed her dad's, ever present, pink apron.
"What is it?"
"Will you scratch my nose?"
"Sorry, Sweetie, but I'm cooking." With that, Harry went back to his task.
"Darn..." Alisa looked around the lower floor before going back upstairs.
"Father!" She said as she walked straight into Draco. "Will you scratch my nose?"
"Uh... No. You have to learn for yourself." Draco smiled.
"Oh, that's just great." She complained. She blinked in surprise. "Hey, it doesn't itch anymore!"
_____________________
....Ok, the nose thing.. was a result of me doing the laundry today... Hey! Moonywolf! You were there!! :D
Anyway, my nose started to itch, and I was wondering if my mom would scratch it for me.. ^^"