A/N: Grrrrr, fanfiction . net was down for two days! And here I was planning to give you guys a real fast update, and it was bloody down! Highly annoying… but, at least now it works. Fortunately. Anyway, I think this chapter is a bit better than the last one. And by the way, do you guys remember the mirror Draco was talking to in the first chapter? Well, if you don't, you might want to go back and reread that chapter, because it is time to introduce Mr. Mirror to Harry. Fun fun!
XoXoX Harry's POV XoXoX
Thursday the 31. of July, Harry woke up to the tapping of an owl on his window. He had spent the last few days teaching Malfoy the lessons of childcare, getting to know the annoying blonde, and trying to find his way around the manor. It was really amazingly huge, and he had gotten lost more than once. Fortunately, when he became lost he only had to call for Hetty the house-elf and she quickly came to his rescue. It turned out she was a friend of Dobby's and she had quickly taken him to her heart.
Now the morning of his birthday had dawned, and Harry got to his feet to open the window, letting Hedwig, Pig and one of the school owls inside. They we're carrying four parcels and quite a few letters among them, and Harry quickly removed them and gave the owls a couple of owl treats each. Turning to put them on the table next to his bed, he noticed that there was a tray there with breakfast on it and next to the tray was a present, and a note. Harry walked over, put the parcels and letters on his bed, then picked up the note and read it.
Happy Birthday
That was all it said. Nothing more, not even a name. But it didn't matter, Harry recognised Draco Malfoy's neat handwriting. He beamed like a giddy third year Hufflepuff girl and opened the present, wondering what it was.
It was a picture with a beautiful silver frame. Harry identified it as being taken only yesterday and it showed him sitting on the couch in Malfoy's bedroom, cuddling Medea. He had never even noticed the other boy taking it, he had been so absorbed in the baby. She had been smiling to him and he had been trying to get her to say his name. The thought made Harry smile, and he put the picture down next to the tray and went on to the rest of the presents.
The first one was from Ron and was a book called "He Flew Like a Madman" about the famous Quidditch player Dai Llewellyn. The second one was from Ginny and was a green sweater the colour of his eyes. In her present there was also a little parcel from Mrs. Weasley containing homemade candy of various sorts. The third gift was from the twins sending him some new products from their store, and the last one was from Hermione. She had sent him a book called "Magical Babies and How to Raise Them; advice and spells", a phoenix quill, a new bottle of invisible ink and a revealer.
Each of the gifts were accompanied by a letter, and Harry read quickly through all of them. Ron and the twins wished him a happy birthday, Ginny revealed that Ron and Hermione was now officially a couple, and Hermione had ten inches dedicated entirely to bonding spells and childcare. She didn't write much they hadn't figured out already with the help of a very reluctant Bob, but it was still interesting reading.
The last letter however, was the one Harry had looked most forward to. It was a yellowish envelope with the Hogwarts emblem on, and the writing was in familiar emerald green ink. Harry tore it open, and couldn't stifle a cry of glee when he read the content. He was now officially off age and had the permission to do magic outside school. Grabbing his wand, he quickly did a couple of spell, just because he knew he could.
He was however interrupted when Draco Malfoy came running into his room, only dressed from the waist down and with a worried look on his face. Harry couldn't help looking at the other boy's broad, well developed chest. He felt his heartbeats become faster, and he had to force himself to look up at his face instead.
"Harry, come! Medea is crying and I can't make her stop." Malfoy grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the room. He was obviously very worried, but Harry couldn't help smiling. The blonde boy had just called him Harry.
When they came into the other room, Harry walked straight over to Medea's cradle and looked down at the little girl. She was crying and tossing, her fist in her mouth. Harry reached down and removed her fist, then ran a finger over her gums. Just as he thought. She was teething. "Lesson number 226" he said and turned to smile at Malfoy, or was he supposed to call him Draco now? "She is just teething. It's nothing to be worried about."
"Oh." Draco blushed slightly. "Sorry for dragging you here for nothing."
"That's ok, I worry about her just as much as you do, Draco" he waited nervously, but the other boy didn't correct him on the use of given name. He just smiled at him, and then wished him a happy birthday. "Thanks" said Harry. "And thank you for the gift. It was lovely."
Mal... no, Draco just shrugged. "Glad you liked it"
"Oh" exclaimed Harry. "I almost forgot, I got a letter from Hermione about the bonding spell"
Draco's head jerked up "What did she find out?"
"Well, she said that it was a really advanced spell and that it is usually used in cases of adoption, to bond the baby to its new parents. The bond hands all responsibility to the new parents, and makes them legal guardians of the baby. You know, they have magical records of each magical baby ever born and their guardians, and the records are automatically updated when the spell is performed. It is irreversible, but it is possible for you to adopt away Medea to another couple and hand the responsibility over to them."
"Nothing Bob didn't tell us then" mumbled the blonde boy, and Harry shook his head apologetic. "Well, let's not think about that right now, it's your birthday!" said Draco, unnaturally perky. "Have you eaten your breakfast? No? Well, then you are more than welcome to eat in here with me and Medea. I have a mirror that has been dying to meet you for days"
Harry gave Draco a puzzled expression, but shrugged and got the tray with food from his room. When he returned Draco was feeding Medea on one of the couches, and in the middle of the room was a big, golden framed mirror. Harry eyed it a little suspiciously and looked questioningly at Draco. "Go ahead" said the blonde boy, and Harry walked over to the mirror, not knowing exactly what to expect.
"My, my, my, what do we have here?" said the unmistakably male mirror in a low, husky voice. "Turn around, luv, come on now" Harry sent Draco a frightful look, but did as he was told. "Oh my, that is one piece of delicious ass, I definitely see what you see in this one, Draco dearest" Harry blushed furiously while Draco looked very uncomfortable, and the mirror laughed a throaty laugh. "Now, if ever you two decide to have some fun, do have it in the bathroom, will you? Nothing like a good show before dinner" The two boys blushed even more than before, and Harry decided it was about time he fled the room. Trying desperately to get rid of the images of him and Draco having sex in the bathroom, he decided a shower would probably be the best. A really cold one.
Heehee. I love that mirror! And you guys know where the review button is by now, right? Hint hint.
