Chapter 3

Taking Care of Draco

It wasn't anymore than five hours later when Harry was awoken again and by the same crying he'd heard earlier that day in the Hospital Wing. He tired to convince himself, if he ignored it, it would go away but long story short it didn't go away. So, Harry got up and walked over to Draco's crib. The boy was crying and whimpering as if he was scared. When he saw Harry he reached up pleadingly to the boy. Harry picked him up and walked back to his bed and sat down.

"Draco what's wrong," he asked.

"Bad man," Draco replied softly. "A bad man take my mommy away,"

"Okay…" Harry sighed. "You wanna sleep with me," Draco nodded and Harry pulled back the sheets and they climb into the bed. Draco clung to Harry and soon they both were asleep again.

"Harry!" Harry rolled over. "HARRY GET UP,"

"GO AWAY," Harry screamed back.

"HARRY POTTER, GET UP RIGHT NOW!" Hermione screamed. Harry screamed in annoyance and sat up. For a second, he forgot where he was but quickly realized something…or someone was missing.

"Draco," he said. "Draco where are you," he got up and pulled open the door. There was Hermione glaring at him and Draco eating in his chair. "How did you get in?"

"Draco heard me knocking," Hermione replied. "I swear you could sleep through the end of the world," Harry laughed. "Really, I was knocking for over half an hour,"

"How do you know I wasn't gone or taking a shower," Harry pouted.

"Cause I know you Harry and you'd sleep all weekend if you could," Hermione replied with a laugh.

"What's the date anyways?"

"October 5," Hermione answered. "Oh by the ways, Snape wants to see you,"

"Why," Harry asked, walking over to Draco. He was trying to wipe his face but failing horribly. "Stop fighting…no! Not more food…come on Draco,"

"He found some very important information he wants to tell you," Hermione replied. She snickered when Draco kicked Harry.

"Fine, let us get changed first," Harry sighed. "Would you tell him we'll be in there as soon as possible?"

"Okay, I'll be waiting," Hermione responded. Harry left and it was about half an hour later when he returned. "What took so long?"

"Mr. Malfoy decided he wanted to pick his own clothes out," Harry explained. "When I said no, he wanted to play hide and seek. When I found him, he had to use the bathroom. After using the bathroom, he wanted to put on his own clothes," Harry added glaring at the boy in his arms. "Then I had to take a shower," Hermione laughed and Harry glared at her.

"Come on, you've kept Snape waiting long enough," she said when she was finished laughing at Harry dispense.

X_X

"Draco, leave that alone," Harry hissed. He snatched the boy from the ground and locked him in his lap. Draco whined and struggled to get out. "You're too curious for your own good,"

"Are you all ready to listen to me now," Snape asked raising a brow. Harry nodded. "Thank you. Now, I ran test on the potion you so horribly destroyed the other day and of course it was a de-aging one. It turns out though, that Draco will age one year every month. Judging by the fact that this started October 4th, he'll be 5 come November 4th. He'll most likely gain his memories back in the order he acquired them. I warn you, you're in for quite a ride. Draco didn't have the best childhood,"

"I swear, the world hates me," Harry grumbled.

"Harry, I'm thirsty,"

"You ate before you came,"

"Please, Harry,"

"Proffessor," Harry said pleadingly.

"Severus," Snape replied. Harry stared for a second. "You have care of my godson; I think I can be a bit civil,"

"Okay, Severus, do you have anything he can drink…like Apple Juice,"

"I don't want Apple juice," Draco protested.

"What then,"

"Orin juice," Draco replied.

"Fine, Orin…Orange Juice,"

X_X

Monday morning, Hermione was once again let in by Draco. She woke up Harry and they headed down to class together. Harry grumbled the whole way about not having any breakfast. Hermione just chastised him about taking to long to get ready. Their first class of the day was Transfiguration. McGonagall was already informed of Draco's predicament, so they took their usual seats near the front left of the class. Harry sat Draco in the seat next to him, when Ron ran up to him, oblivious to everything else. Hermione watched the boys from her seat next to Lavender. She was mentally counting how long it would take till Ron found out about Draco.

"Harry did you hear. Everyone's saying Malfoy's four years old," Ron laughed. "Man, I would love to see that," Harry ignored Ron.

"Draco," he hissed. He pushed past Ron and grabbed Draco before he knocked over the glass on McGonagall's desk. "What are you doing?"

"Kitty cat," Draco pointed to the cat in the chair. The cat blink up at them then changed into their Professor. "No, where the kitty cat go," Draco whined.

"Um…she had to leave," Harry lied.

"But I want a kitty cat, pwease," Draco cried.

"Professor," Harry begged. McGonagall laughed and took pity on him. She changed the glass on her desk into a black cat with green eyes. It meowed and Draco stopped crying and laughed. The cat was just small enough for Draco to hold. Harry put him down and the cat hopped into Draco's arms.

"Can I keep it," Draco asked.

"Yes you may," McGonagall replied. "What's her name?"

"Shadow," Draco replied and petted the cat. Harry looked at him in amazement. He then walked Draco to his seat with Ron. He put Draco between them.

"Harry!" Ron exclaimed.

"Yes, Ron,"

"Is that Malfoy?"

"Yes it is," Harry replied.

"Harry,"

"Yes Ron,"

"Never mind,"

After class, Harry handed Draco over to Hermione. She had Astronomy and had permission to go to the library to do a report. Draco could play in her room after, she got some books. So for one class, Harry was free. Only one day and he was already bone tired. How was he going to survive like this for months? As it turns out, he fell asleep and Binns didn't even notice. Besides, it wasn't like he ever noticed anyways. On his way to potions, he was stopped by the door, by his ex-boyfriend.

"Hi, Harry,"

"Hi, Blaise,"

"You look terrible, Draco being a handful?" Blaise asked.

"You don't even know," Harry sighed leaning on the wall. "The boy is an absolute nuisance," he added. "But for some reason I love him," he mumbled the last part.

"Here, let me give you a back massage," Blaise offered. "We're like five minutes early. You look like you really need one,"

"Sure, why not," Harry replied. He stood up from the wall and let Blaise slide behind him. With his hands on Harry's shoulder, Blaise went about making Harry feel less tense. He massaged his shoulders and down his back. Harry leaned into the other boy and Blaise wrapped his arms around him.

"Harry," came Draco's voice. Harry's eyes shot open to see Hermione heading towards him with Draco. He stepped out of Blaise hold and Draco let go of Hermione's hand to ran to Harry. "Harry," he whined. Harry picked him up.

"What's wrong," Harry asked. He glanced at Hermione who glared at him.

"I didn't do anything to him," She declared. "He was fine till he saw you with Blaise,"

"Go to class," Draco whined. "Please,"

"Fine, come on," Harry said. "I'll see you later Blaise,"

"Sure," Blaise sulked. He glared at the little boy in Harry's arms, who stuck his tongue out at him.

"Still trying I see," Hermione whispered to Blaise. Blaise turned to see her standing right next to him.

"I'll never stop trying," he replied.

"Even though, you know he was only using you,"

"Hermione!"

"Sorry but he was,"

"I know," Blaise nodded. Hermione sighed.

"Later Blaise,"

"Yeah," Blaise replied and watched her walk away. "Later,"

A/N: OMG this took me forever to type. My neck hurts. People have been IM-ing me all day stopping my flow. Stupid Nicole and Tina blame them. Anyways, I'm looking for a beta. Any one wants the job. You get to read the story before anyone else. How about it? Just email me or comment if you do. I tried and catch everything but I know I didn't sry. Lol. Later then

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Jen- I know children of four can talk well but this is based off my cousin's speech. She doesn't have the best speech. Besides, it's not like he can't say, I just write the way it sounds. Thanks for reading!

A/N(2): Not very much was changed in the chapter, just a few spelling errors fixed and want not.

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