Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, or any
of the other wackos in here. But I do own the stuffed Bunny! Bwahahaha!
*choke* Hahahaha!
Draco: You do not! It's mine! *snatches rabbit away from Morgan and snuggles it*
Morgan: *cli-click* Ohh, I am SO showing this picture to the Gryffindors! Hahaha!
Draco: No! *takes away picture*
Morgan: *sigh* Okay.(too bad I made copies!) Anyway. . . I wanted to thank all of you for the nice reviews! *pulls out little statue* You like me! You really like me! Boohoohoo . . . Okay, so much for that shining moment! *throws away statue* Hey people! Guess what? I'm an idiot! Yep, that's right! I got a review asking me (sorry! I would have put your name but I forgot!) why I spelled Lucius, 'Lucious'. Well, for some damn reason, I thought that was how you spelled it . . . oh well! I'll make sure to make it correct this time! Oh, and by the way . . . Come on Snape! You know you like me! *jumps on Snape*
Snape: Stop it Morgan! Get off of me! Urrghh!
Morgan: Review my story! *nuzzle nuzzle*
Snape: Eck!
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Lucius Malfoy rubbed at his, now throbbing, black eye. His wife, Narcissa, had punched him square in the face when he had left without telling her, that previous night. ~Oh sure.~ He thought ~Normal wives will slap their husband . . . But NO! MY wife has to be a puncher! GRR!~ He rubbed moodily at his eye. Then it hit him.(No not his wife again) He had left when Draco had been sitting on his knee! Oh, he hoped he wasn't hurt!
Lucius ran upstairs, into his son's bedroom and sighed. Draco was sound asleep in his bed, snuggled up close to his stuffed rabbit. Lucius smiled and closed the door and walked off to his room. He stopped in the middle of the hallway. ~M-maybe I won't go in there tonight~ he thought, remembering his wife's temper tonight. He got a pillow from one of the many guestrooms and went to sleep on the couch.
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*Next Morning: 8:00 am*
Lucius was awoken by a baby's cry and a swift kick in the stomach. He clutched his side, out of breath, and looked up to see what had kicked him. Narcissa was standing over him, Draco in her arms, and looking pissed.
"Damn it, Lucius! Get up!" she yelled, as Draco watched her, laughing and holding his bunny. "I have to go to Diagon Ally today and work! Get up! Get up! GET UP!" She went behind the couch and turned it over, sending Lucius halfway across the floor.
"'Work'?" Lucius snapped, but soon brought his face and expression down to innocence as Narcissa narrowed her eyes. "Where did you get a job?"
"It's only a one-day job." She snapped, pushing Draco into his arms, yet again. "Christi, my friend you know, is sick today and can't work at the coffee shop. I told her I would fill in."
"Well . . ." said Lucius, looking at Draco and then back at his wife. "What are you going to do with the kid?"
"DRACO, is staying here." She snarled, stuffing several diapers, a pacifier, and what looked like baby food into his arm that didn't have Draco in it. "I can't take care of a baby while I work! All the directions are in the kitchen. Oh," she added, looking behind her, "Dobby will not be here today, so no slacking off and not doing anything."
"What do you mean that elf won't be here?" said Lucius, shocked.
"DOBBY, will be helping me." She said, snatching up her purse, "Honestly, can't you remember names?"
"I will not be left here alone with this child!" Lucius said angrily. Narcissa paused with her hand on the door, and Lucius knew he had gone too far.
"THAT CHILD IS YOUR SON!!!" she shrieked, "AND IF YOU REFUSE TO TAKE CARE IF HIM, DRACO AND I CAN JUST LEAVE!!! DO YOU WANT THAT?!?!"
"N-no m-ma'am . . ." whimpered Lucius, as Draco giggled at the look on his daddy's face.
"GOOD!" she snapped, then walked over to Draco, "I'll be back sweety . . . you be good for this- I, a, mean, daddy, okay?" she kissed her baby, and walked out of the door. Draco stared at the door and started to cry. He wanted his mommy!
"It's okay Draco, she'll *gulp* be back . . ." said Lucius, coming back to reality. He calmed Draco down, went into the kitchen, and placed everything on to the table. "Now, what shall we do first?" He noticed Draco looking at the food then back at his daddy. Lucius placed Draco into the highchair and opened the food. ~This will be simple.~ he thought, smirking.
** 10 minutes later**
"D-Draco! No! You eat it! Not throw it!" Lucius whined, ducking from another piece of flying food. Food was every where. No, there wasn't even an everywhere. It was all FOOD. Food on the walls, food on the floor, food on the ceiling, food on the daddy- you name it, it had food on it. Draco laughed as he flung another piece of food at his daddy. Then stopped, in horror, as he saw what Lucius had used for a shield. Draco's BUNNY. Dun Dun Dun! Draco broke into sobs.
"Well, that's what you get!" snapped Lucius, throwing the bunny aside and snatching up his son. "Ugh, now you, me, and the stupid bunny need baths!" He stormed up the staircase, Draco with his bunny again, and went into the overly marbled bathroom. He took off his son's clothes (a very large struggle) and put him in the bathtub. As the Bunny, now known as Mr. Bunny, could not be put into the bathtub, Lucius hand washed it himself, while at the same time keeping a close eye on his son.
SPLAT! A large bit of bubbles had been thrown at Lucius's head. He turned around and saw Draco smiling and laughing at him. Lucius, now laughing a bit too, picked his son up, dried him off, gave him a new diaper, and went to Draco's room. After leaving Draco to his nap, he went to dry out Mr. Bunny, and get a bath for himself.
**Nighttime: 7:30 p.m.**
It was time for bed, and Lucius was extremely tired. Unfortunately, Draco wasn't. Lucius took Draco to his room.
When Draco started to cry when Lucius would start to leave, Lucius got an idea. He picked his son up, went to the old chair, and perched his on his knees again. Draco clapped, apparently knowing that the fun ride was about to start again. Sure enough, Lucius bounced his son on his knee several times, before Draco's laughing was reduced to a small yawn. Lucius picked Draco up and placed him into the bed. The little boy was asleep before his daddy even shut the door.
Lucius went down stairs and got some fresh ice for his black eye. He then went to his own bed and fell fast asleep.
Narcissa arrived about an hour later, looked in on her son, and on her husband.
"Well, Dobby, I suppose everything went well." She said, smiling at the elf.
"Yes Mistress. Master does look like he did well. Young master looks good too." Said Dobby, bowing yet again.
"Yes, well, lets go down and get something to eat, shall we?" said Narcissa, walking down the steps. She and Dobby walked into the den, into the dining room and into the kitchen. The woman and the elf's eyes widened. The walls were still covered in food.
"Oh . . ." whimpered Dobby, noticing how red his Mistress's face was getting, "I shall start right away!" He grabbed a cloth and began cleaning. Narcissa on the other hand, was shaking with fury. She looked up, and shrieked at the ceiling.
"LUCIUS!!!! I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN IT WAS TO GOOD TO BE TRUE!!!! DAMN IT, LUCIUS!!! GET DOWN HERE!!!!
Upstairs, Lucius jolted up. He had forgotten to clean the kitchen! He dashed into his son's room and under his bed. She would never find him there! Heheheh . . .
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Morgan: Ah, tis be the end of Chapter 2! And, once again, it ended with your dad getting yelled at!
Draco: Oh, shut up. *Grumble Grumble*
Morgan: I wonder what she did this time? Kick him were it hurts? Maybe that's why you're an only child!
Draco: MORGAN! *blushing*
Morgan: Anyway, just review my story, okay? I would really like it! Check out my other stories too! Bye bye! Hey Snape! *Runs off*
Snape: Get away from me!
Draco: You do not! It's mine! *snatches rabbit away from Morgan and snuggles it*
Morgan: *cli-click* Ohh, I am SO showing this picture to the Gryffindors! Hahaha!
Draco: No! *takes away picture*
Morgan: *sigh* Okay.(too bad I made copies!) Anyway. . . I wanted to thank all of you for the nice reviews! *pulls out little statue* You like me! You really like me! Boohoohoo . . . Okay, so much for that shining moment! *throws away statue* Hey people! Guess what? I'm an idiot! Yep, that's right! I got a review asking me (sorry! I would have put your name but I forgot!) why I spelled Lucius, 'Lucious'. Well, for some damn reason, I thought that was how you spelled it . . . oh well! I'll make sure to make it correct this time! Oh, and by the way . . . Come on Snape! You know you like me! *jumps on Snape*
Snape: Stop it Morgan! Get off of me! Urrghh!
Morgan: Review my story! *nuzzle nuzzle*
Snape: Eck!
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Lucius Malfoy rubbed at his, now throbbing, black eye. His wife, Narcissa, had punched him square in the face when he had left without telling her, that previous night. ~Oh sure.~ He thought ~Normal wives will slap their husband . . . But NO! MY wife has to be a puncher! GRR!~ He rubbed moodily at his eye. Then it hit him.(No not his wife again) He had left when Draco had been sitting on his knee! Oh, he hoped he wasn't hurt!
Lucius ran upstairs, into his son's bedroom and sighed. Draco was sound asleep in his bed, snuggled up close to his stuffed rabbit. Lucius smiled and closed the door and walked off to his room. He stopped in the middle of the hallway. ~M-maybe I won't go in there tonight~ he thought, remembering his wife's temper tonight. He got a pillow from one of the many guestrooms and went to sleep on the couch.
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*Next Morning: 8:00 am*
Lucius was awoken by a baby's cry and a swift kick in the stomach. He clutched his side, out of breath, and looked up to see what had kicked him. Narcissa was standing over him, Draco in her arms, and looking pissed.
"Damn it, Lucius! Get up!" she yelled, as Draco watched her, laughing and holding his bunny. "I have to go to Diagon Ally today and work! Get up! Get up! GET UP!" She went behind the couch and turned it over, sending Lucius halfway across the floor.
"'Work'?" Lucius snapped, but soon brought his face and expression down to innocence as Narcissa narrowed her eyes. "Where did you get a job?"
"It's only a one-day job." She snapped, pushing Draco into his arms, yet again. "Christi, my friend you know, is sick today and can't work at the coffee shop. I told her I would fill in."
"Well . . ." said Lucius, looking at Draco and then back at his wife. "What are you going to do with the kid?"
"DRACO, is staying here." She snarled, stuffing several diapers, a pacifier, and what looked like baby food into his arm that didn't have Draco in it. "I can't take care of a baby while I work! All the directions are in the kitchen. Oh," she added, looking behind her, "Dobby will not be here today, so no slacking off and not doing anything."
"What do you mean that elf won't be here?" said Lucius, shocked.
"DOBBY, will be helping me." She said, snatching up her purse, "Honestly, can't you remember names?"
"I will not be left here alone with this child!" Lucius said angrily. Narcissa paused with her hand on the door, and Lucius knew he had gone too far.
"THAT CHILD IS YOUR SON!!!" she shrieked, "AND IF YOU REFUSE TO TAKE CARE IF HIM, DRACO AND I CAN JUST LEAVE!!! DO YOU WANT THAT?!?!"
"N-no m-ma'am . . ." whimpered Lucius, as Draco giggled at the look on his daddy's face.
"GOOD!" she snapped, then walked over to Draco, "I'll be back sweety . . . you be good for this- I, a, mean, daddy, okay?" she kissed her baby, and walked out of the door. Draco stared at the door and started to cry. He wanted his mommy!
"It's okay Draco, she'll *gulp* be back . . ." said Lucius, coming back to reality. He calmed Draco down, went into the kitchen, and placed everything on to the table. "Now, what shall we do first?" He noticed Draco looking at the food then back at his daddy. Lucius placed Draco into the highchair and opened the food. ~This will be simple.~ he thought, smirking.
** 10 minutes later**
"D-Draco! No! You eat it! Not throw it!" Lucius whined, ducking from another piece of flying food. Food was every where. No, there wasn't even an everywhere. It was all FOOD. Food on the walls, food on the floor, food on the ceiling, food on the daddy- you name it, it had food on it. Draco laughed as he flung another piece of food at his daddy. Then stopped, in horror, as he saw what Lucius had used for a shield. Draco's BUNNY. Dun Dun Dun! Draco broke into sobs.
"Well, that's what you get!" snapped Lucius, throwing the bunny aside and snatching up his son. "Ugh, now you, me, and the stupid bunny need baths!" He stormed up the staircase, Draco with his bunny again, and went into the overly marbled bathroom. He took off his son's clothes (a very large struggle) and put him in the bathtub. As the Bunny, now known as Mr. Bunny, could not be put into the bathtub, Lucius hand washed it himself, while at the same time keeping a close eye on his son.
SPLAT! A large bit of bubbles had been thrown at Lucius's head. He turned around and saw Draco smiling and laughing at him. Lucius, now laughing a bit too, picked his son up, dried him off, gave him a new diaper, and went to Draco's room. After leaving Draco to his nap, he went to dry out Mr. Bunny, and get a bath for himself.
**Nighttime: 7:30 p.m.**
It was time for bed, and Lucius was extremely tired. Unfortunately, Draco wasn't. Lucius took Draco to his room.
When Draco started to cry when Lucius would start to leave, Lucius got an idea. He picked his son up, went to the old chair, and perched his on his knees again. Draco clapped, apparently knowing that the fun ride was about to start again. Sure enough, Lucius bounced his son on his knee several times, before Draco's laughing was reduced to a small yawn. Lucius picked Draco up and placed him into the bed. The little boy was asleep before his daddy even shut the door.
Lucius went down stairs and got some fresh ice for his black eye. He then went to his own bed and fell fast asleep.
Narcissa arrived about an hour later, looked in on her son, and on her husband.
"Well, Dobby, I suppose everything went well." She said, smiling at the elf.
"Yes Mistress. Master does look like he did well. Young master looks good too." Said Dobby, bowing yet again.
"Yes, well, lets go down and get something to eat, shall we?" said Narcissa, walking down the steps. She and Dobby walked into the den, into the dining room and into the kitchen. The woman and the elf's eyes widened. The walls were still covered in food.
"Oh . . ." whimpered Dobby, noticing how red his Mistress's face was getting, "I shall start right away!" He grabbed a cloth and began cleaning. Narcissa on the other hand, was shaking with fury. She looked up, and shrieked at the ceiling.
"LUCIUS!!!! I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN IT WAS TO GOOD TO BE TRUE!!!! DAMN IT, LUCIUS!!! GET DOWN HERE!!!!
Upstairs, Lucius jolted up. He had forgotten to clean the kitchen! He dashed into his son's room and under his bed. She would never find him there! Heheheh . . .
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Morgan: Ah, tis be the end of Chapter 2! And, once again, it ended with your dad getting yelled at!
Draco: Oh, shut up. *Grumble Grumble*
Morgan: I wonder what she did this time? Kick him were it hurts? Maybe that's why you're an only child!
Draco: MORGAN! *blushing*
Morgan: Anyway, just review my story, okay? I would really like it! Check out my other stories too! Bye bye! Hey Snape! *Runs off*
Snape: Get away from me!