A/N: So many pretty reviews! And of course I would never back out of a deal, so here is the chapter I promised you ;)


XoXoX Harry's POV XoXoX

The next morning after the two boys had eaten breakfast, they ventured up to Malfoy's room, dodging busy house-elves and cursed items on the way. They were walking in silence, but to Harry it didn't feel awkward or forced, as silences often have a tendency to do, but rather companionable. He had been surprised to find that during the meal, Malfoy had actually conversed with him and told him about the Malfoy history, without once insulting him. When he had realized it, he had been so shocked he choked on his food and Malfoy had to do the Heimlich on him. But where in the name of Merlin Malfoy had learned the Heimlich, he had no clue.

When they reached Malfoy's room, or rather rooms, the blonde boy walked at once over to the cradle to check on the baby. "Sleeping soundly" he said and reached down to stroke her head.

Harry looked at them, and smiled to himself. Malfoy was really good with her. He had the instincts, now he just needed the knowledge. With a little training he would become a great father someday. It was almost a shame he was giving up this baby, they seemed so perfect together. A little family, only missing one parent. Not necessarily a mother, but maybe another father. Someone who could teach Malfoy the basics, and then help him with the parenting…

Uh-oh.

He was becoming all mushy again. Damn. Thinking of forming a family with Malfoy, that was low. Really low. But he was cute though. With his grey, shiny eyes and soft, perfect hair. He was undoubtedly the most gorgeous guy in school…

Stop!

He was not having fantasies about Malfoy! Never! Not Malfoy!

But he would look good without his shirt... and then his pants…

No, no, no! All wrong! Focus Harry, remember, archenemy! Well, second archenemy anyway. Voldie comes first. Harry sighed and shook his head to rid himself of unwanted thoughts, then walked over to the pair. Standing next to Malfoy, he looked down at the baby. "She's beautiful" he murmured and smiled over at the blonde boy.

"Yeah" Malfoy smiled back at him, and for a moment their eyes locked. Harry could feel a choking sensation in his throat and it suddenly became a lot harder to breathe. He looked deep into those grey eyes, and marvelled at how beautiful they were. They looked like liquid silver, surrounded by a darker line and specked with lighter spots around the pupils. Harry had never seen anything like it ever before. Blue, green and brown suddenly seemed like dull colours, nothing compared to the brilliance of grey.

Suddenly Harry became aware of how close they actually were standing, and he pulled back, blushing furiously. Malfoy also had a pink tinge to his skin, and looked anywhere but at Harry. Trying desperately to find something to talk about, Harry looked down at the baby and said the first thing that came to mind. "So, eh, what are you going to do with her?"

"Her? Oh. Right. Her. Eh, I don't know, I was thinking I would bring her with me to the ministry and find someone who could find her biological mother."

"The ministry? Oh, yes, of course. Good idea." Harry said absentmindedly, trying not to look at Malfoy. He desperately wanted to, but who knew what he would end up doing? He had nearly blown up his closet once; he would have to be more careful in the future. Malfoy might be friendlier towards him that he usually was, but he most definitely wouldn't take it very well if Harry tried to kiss him. Not that he wanted to. Kiss Malfoy. Not at all. Kissing Malfoy was the furthest thing from his mind right now. It would be absurd. To kiss Malfoy. All wrong. Kissing Malfoy would send the world into complete chaos. But fortunately he wasn't thinking about kissing Malfoy, so it wasn't a problem.

"Potter? Potter? Harry!"

Harry's head snapped up, and he looked confused at Malfoy.

"Have you been listening to anything of what I've been saying?"

"Eh… no" Harry muttered and looked down ashamed. "Sorry"

Malfoy let out and exasperated sigh, and shook his head. "Gryffindors" he scowled and ran his hand through his hair. "Now, listen carefully. I do not wish to repeat myself again." Harry nodded sheepishly, and the blonde boy continued. "I said that I think I will go to the ministry right away, and would you be so kind as to accompany me?"

"Sure, I'll floo and meet you there, ok?"

"Good. You know where the floo powder is, help yourself" and with that Malfoy lifted up Medea and apparated out. Harry walked down the corridor until he got to Lucius Malfoy's office, and soon he emerged nauseous and stumbling from one of the fireplaces in the main hall at the Ministry of Magic.

Harry looked around, and after a while he saw Malfoy standing in front of the big fountain in the middle of the hall. He walked over and saw that the other boy was looking at him with disdain. "What?"

"Your clothes are scruffy and full of soot, your glasses are crooked and your hair is even messier than it usually is. Can't you go anywhere without looking like you just emerged from underneath an earthquake?"

"Nope" said Harry and flashed the blonde boy a sly grin. "It is part of my image"

Malfoy snorted, but Harry could see that he was stifling a smile. "Well, can you at least straighten your glasses?"

"Ok, mum" mumbled Harry, but did as he was told.

Walking towards the security, Harry looked around the hall. There was hardly anyone there. Last time he had visited the ministry it had been buzzing with people, but now it was as good as empty. "Where are all the people?" he asked Malfoy, bewildered.

"Either in Aberdeen or Bahamas, I would think" said the blonde boy. "Or taking the opportunity to spend some time with his/her family while everyone else is in Aberdeen or Bahamas."

"You're right! Why didn't I think of that?" said Harry and smacked himself over the head.

"Because you, unlike me, have the intelligence of a flobberworm"

Harry gasped indignant and tried to hit the back of Malfoy's head, but the other boy easily dodged it and smirked at him.

"Careful, Potter. Man with a baby"

"Coward. Making the baby fight your battles. How very Hufflepuff of you" Harry retorted, and smiled smugly when it was Malfoy's turn to gasp indignantly. However, the blonde boy never got the chance to insult him back because in that moment they reached the security. A hairy looking man in light turquoise robes looked up at them. "State your full name and business" he said in a monotone voice.

"Draco Lucius Adrian Cassius Adonis Malfoy, visiting the Department of Child Protection"

"Harry James Potter, visiting the Department of Child Protection"

The man's head jerked up at as Harry mentioned his name, and his eyes quickly went to the scar. However, he seemed to have some sense of discretion, and left it with that. "And the child?"

"Mine" said Malfoy with a haughty expression. "Medea Malfoy"

The man nodded and didn't pursue the subject. "Wands" he grunted, and both Harry and Malfoy gave theirs to the man. He put them on something that looked like a scale, and gave the two boys each a piece of parchment. "On the way out, hand in the parchment and you get your wand back" he said, then turned away, clearly stating that the conversation was over.

Malfoy started walking towards the lifts, and Harry almost had to run to keep up with him. He laughed a little to himself, and Malfoy sent him a blazing glare. "What are you laughing about, Pot-head?" he snarled.

"Adonis?" said Harry, now guffawing heartily.

"I'll have you know that is a highly respected name among pureblood families, and a much used name in the Malfoy family" the blonde boy answered arrogantly. "But of course you wouldn't know that, being a Potter and a half-blood to that"

"Whatever you say, Adonis, whatever you say" laughed Harry, and walked into one of the lifts, which's doors had now opened.


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