Cold Fire
Disclaimer: Come on, we've heard this before... now! All together: "BlackdragonDM does not own Harry Potter."
Look I have an addition! I don't own a pink apron!!
Note: Please ignore the horrible spelling... I can't find my spell checker..
Chapter 8
-Memories and Platforms-
Today was the day. They were finally going to Hogwarts. Alex had been anticipating this day since he first turned his fathers hair green. Of course, Draco was torn between two emotions: happiness and anger. Anger for his hair was blue. Happiness for his son wasn't a bloody Squib.
Draco Malfoy watched his two children race back and forth across the house, preparing for their trip. He still remembered when they were born. Harry hadn't been to thrilled at first, saying he was never going through it again. But the results were miraculus. Two tiny children, both with brown hair which had lightened over the years to a pale blonde, similar to his.
Now the two children had grown up so much. Alisa had a rounder face like Harry's along with his green eyes. She also had to have glasses, which she hated. Alex sported a pair of grey eyes and a leaner face. Personality wise it was obvious that Alisa was like Harry, and Alex, well Alex tended to act like a younger Draco. Or in other words, before he had matured. Fourtunately, Alex wasn't as bad as Draco was.
Draco turned around to see if he could be of any help. When he did, he looked down into a pair of blinking green eyes. Harry smiled. He handed Draco a cauldron with books and instructed him to give it to Alisa. Draco nodded and left to find her.
Another memory came to Draco as he searched. It was in their seventh year when Harry had complained about his height. He was short. End of story. Draco, Ron, Hermione, and every student fifth year and higher was taller than him. He hated it. Harry was only 5 feet and 6 inches. Translated to Seamus Finnigan's words, he was a shrimp of a person.
Harry had turned 31 recently, and was the exact same size. It was painfully clear that his children were going to be taller than him. At the moment, he was the second tallest, but not for long.
~
Eventually everyone had their things packed, and had left for King's Cross Station. They happily arrived with plenty of time to spare. Alex was the first to notice a small group of people waiting at the barrier to Platform 3 and 3/4ths.
"Oh, it's them." he said half-heartedly. He remembered his lost bet. And Tami had her ways of finding out everything.
Tami Weasley was 12 years old and in her second year at Hogwarts. She was going to try out for the Quidditch team this year, she had told him. She, like her father, was in Gryffindor. She had bright red hair, and pale green eyes. She was truly a Weasley.
The others in the group consisted of Pokin Granger Weasley or Pokin Weasley Granger, if she preferred, along with Kristil Black, Lori Longbottom, and Seth Weasley, who clutched his cousin's hand. Tami look aggravated at the seven year old child clinging to her.
Tami, or Tamil, looked back at the newcomers. She smiled and waved them over.
"Hello, Alex."
"Hi Tami."
"I heard you lost. Is it true?" she asked with a false innocence.
"Yes.."
"Oh good! I can't wait till we get to school! Pity you lost, you might not be able to stand the humiliation."
"Wait," Draco interjected,"What's going on? What bet?"
"Don't worry about it, Father. It doesn't matter." Draco tried to object but Harry stopped him.
"Quiet Draco. I trust you all can get on the platform without our help?"
"Yeah.." Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Good. We'll be there in a minute." He checked the large clock on the wall. "You better hurry."
The kids wheeled their trolley's through the platform barrier. Some of them had to run though.
"Oh, Harry?"
"Hmm?" Draco grinned.
"You sounded so maternal!" he said in a teasing tone.
"That's not funny.."
"But it's true.. especially with the apron you always wear."
"Still not funny.."
"But-"
"Just go to the darn platform!" Harry glared at Draco till he made it through the barrier.
"Touchy are we? Not PMSing are you, Harry?" said a familiar voice.
"Hello Sirius."
Disclaimer: Come on, we've heard this before... now! All together: "BlackdragonDM does not own Harry Potter."
Look I have an addition! I don't own a pink apron!!
Note: Please ignore the horrible spelling... I can't find my spell checker..
Chapter 8
-Memories and Platforms-
Today was the day. They were finally going to Hogwarts. Alex had been anticipating this day since he first turned his fathers hair green. Of course, Draco was torn between two emotions: happiness and anger. Anger for his hair was blue. Happiness for his son wasn't a bloody Squib.
Draco Malfoy watched his two children race back and forth across the house, preparing for their trip. He still remembered when they were born. Harry hadn't been to thrilled at first, saying he was never going through it again. But the results were miraculus. Two tiny children, both with brown hair which had lightened over the years to a pale blonde, similar to his.
Now the two children had grown up so much. Alisa had a rounder face like Harry's along with his green eyes. She also had to have glasses, which she hated. Alex sported a pair of grey eyes and a leaner face. Personality wise it was obvious that Alisa was like Harry, and Alex, well Alex tended to act like a younger Draco. Or in other words, before he had matured. Fourtunately, Alex wasn't as bad as Draco was.
Draco turned around to see if he could be of any help. When he did, he looked down into a pair of blinking green eyes. Harry smiled. He handed Draco a cauldron with books and instructed him to give it to Alisa. Draco nodded and left to find her.
Another memory came to Draco as he searched. It was in their seventh year when Harry had complained about his height. He was short. End of story. Draco, Ron, Hermione, and every student fifth year and higher was taller than him. He hated it. Harry was only 5 feet and 6 inches. Translated to Seamus Finnigan's words, he was a shrimp of a person.
Harry had turned 31 recently, and was the exact same size. It was painfully clear that his children were going to be taller than him. At the moment, he was the second tallest, but not for long.
~
Eventually everyone had their things packed, and had left for King's Cross Station. They happily arrived with plenty of time to spare. Alex was the first to notice a small group of people waiting at the barrier to Platform 3 and 3/4ths.
"Oh, it's them." he said half-heartedly. He remembered his lost bet. And Tami had her ways of finding out everything.
Tami Weasley was 12 years old and in her second year at Hogwarts. She was going to try out for the Quidditch team this year, she had told him. She, like her father, was in Gryffindor. She had bright red hair, and pale green eyes. She was truly a Weasley.
The others in the group consisted of Pokin Granger Weasley or Pokin Weasley Granger, if she preferred, along with Kristil Black, Lori Longbottom, and Seth Weasley, who clutched his cousin's hand. Tami look aggravated at the seven year old child clinging to her.
Tami, or Tamil, looked back at the newcomers. She smiled and waved them over.
"Hello, Alex."
"Hi Tami."
"I heard you lost. Is it true?" she asked with a false innocence.
"Yes.."
"Oh good! I can't wait till we get to school! Pity you lost, you might not be able to stand the humiliation."
"Wait," Draco interjected,"What's going on? What bet?"
"Don't worry about it, Father. It doesn't matter." Draco tried to object but Harry stopped him.
"Quiet Draco. I trust you all can get on the platform without our help?"
"Yeah.." Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Good. We'll be there in a minute." He checked the large clock on the wall. "You better hurry."
The kids wheeled their trolley's through the platform barrier. Some of them had to run though.
"Oh, Harry?"
"Hmm?" Draco grinned.
"You sounded so maternal!" he said in a teasing tone.
"That's not funny.."
"But it's true.. especially with the apron you always wear."
"Still not funny.."
"But-"
"Just go to the darn platform!" Harry glared at Draco till he made it through the barrier.
"Touchy are we? Not PMSing are you, Harry?" said a familiar voice.
"Hello Sirius."