Chapter 4
Just a Little Older
The first month went by quite fast and in that time, Harry became quite attached to Draco. In fact, he would be more likely to run naked through the halls than let Draco out of his sight. It was kind of weird though - the closer Draco got to five, the more he grew and learned. It was if one year was condensed into that one month. As for today, it was November 3rd.
"Harry, why don't you go to practice," Draco asked. The almost five year was sitting on the floor of their room, building 'manor' then smash them to pieces.
"Cause I have to watch you," Harry replied casually. He flipped the page of the Quidditch magazine Ron had lent him and continued to read.
"Am I in your way,"
"No, never,"
"But you won't go to practice," Draco pouted.
"If I go, will it make you happy?" Harry asked. Draco nodded, causing Harry to smile. Draco just had that effect on him; he would smile and bat his eyes, and Harry would move mountains for him. After getting Hermione to watch his charge, Harry went to practice. The session was a quick one because he wanted to get back to Draco, and upon arriving back in his room he found said boy on Hermione's computer playing a racing game.
"What's he doing," Harry asked plopping down on the head girl's bed.
"I needed to study and he was bored. I let him play on the computer. Ron has so many games on there, and it's not that hard to figure them out," she replied all in one breath and without looking up.
"You don't mind if I fall asleep right here," Harry asked. "I'm kind of tired,"
"Go ahead," Hermione replied. "You need it," she added. Harry thanked her and stretched out on the bed for a nap. He was asleep the second his head hit the pillow. He had a dream that ice cream tried to take over the world and he had to save everyone. About three hours later Harry awoke. When he realized he couldn't turn over, he opened his eyes and noticed Draco sprawled on top of him. He was sucking his thumb, sound asleep.
"Ahoy, the dead awakes," Hermione laughed.
"When did he get here," Harry asked.
"He finished his game and saw you sleeping," Hermione replied. "He wanted to stay with you," she added. "He really likes you,"
"Is wrong to be in love with a five year old," Harry asked, carding a head threw Draco's messing hair in a feeble attempt to fix it.
"I would say yes but he's not really five," Hermione sighed. "Go back to sleep, Harry,"
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The next morning, Harry woke in Hermione's bed, Draco clinging to him. Hermione had slept on the couch. Harry mentally thanked her. It was around this time that his brain kicked in and he remembered it was November 4th; Draco was five years old today. He was taller, hair a bit longer but he was still the adorable little guy Harry was falling even more in love with. Thank Merlin it was Sunday because Harry realized Draco need new clothes. He decided then and there that they were going to Hogsmeade. Just as soon as he got of bed.
When Harry did finally get up, he bathed Draco, which was easier said than done. He then proceeded to dress the 'birthday boy', which proved to be even more difficult than bathing him had been. Lastly he attempted to take a shower without Draco in the bathroom, which was darn near impossible. Finally though, after permission from Dumbledore, they were heading for Hogsmeade.
"Harry, where are we going," Draco asked.
"To buy you some new clothes," Harry replied.
"Can I pick them out," Draco pleaded. Harry nodded, startled when Draco jumped up and down and ran down the street, making Harry run to catch him. He walked Draco to the new Madam Malkin's shop that had just recently opened to buy him a few robes. He might be five, but he was still a wizard. Harry had intended on buying maybe four at the most. Little Draco though, had other ideas. He brought about seven different robes to Harry and with one well placed pout; Harry was putty in his little hands. They then headed to a store he'd found last year to buy some muggle clothes. Once again, Draco went on a shopping spree. It would seem you could take Draco out of Slytherin but not the Malfoy out of Draco. Lastly, they went for ice cream. When they got back to the school, they met Blaise at the door.
"Hey Harry, where were you," he asked.
"Hogsmeade," Harry replied. "I was buying Draco some clothes," he added. Blaise smiled down at Draco, who glared back at him
"Hi, Draco," he said.
"Hi butthead," Draco replied.
"Draco," Harry warned. Draco pouted. "Say sorry,"
"Sorry," Draco mumbled. He narrowed his eyes at the boy in anger.
"Hey, I was about to go down to the kitchen for a snack. Do you want to accompany me," Blaise offered, sticking out his arm. Harry laughed.
"Sure," he replied and picked up Draco. He then banished the bags to his room, adding a disillusion spell to it. Being Harry Potter did pay off sometimes. "Let's go,"
They reached the kitchen and the boys leaned on the wall eating cake. Draco was chasing Dobby, who was quite happy to see his young master.
"The kid's like a hurricane," Blaise acknowledged.
"More like a tornado," Harry added.
"Why do you even try?"
"You know why,"
"No crush is worth that much," Blaise replied, though he really shouldn't be talking, the hypocrite he was.
"It's not a crush. I'm in love with the bloody ferret," Harry responded, even though he knew Blaise knew this. "He's just…I dunno,"
"You do realize he's five years old,"
"Yeah, well, I waited five years, I can wait one more," Harry sighed.
"Why wait for him when you have me willing and ready," Blaise said softly.
"Because I don't want a quick go," he answered. "No offense Blaise, but I don't want you." Blaise huffed and slammed his plate down on the counter, rounding on Harry and stepped in front of him.
"Why not! What's wrong with me?" Blaise asked.
"Nothing…"
"Then why?"
"Cause I want Draco. No matter how many times you digest a polyjuice potion, you'll never be Draco. I'm sorry." Harry tried to apologize.
"You're not sorry. You just like to see me suffer, "Blaise hissed. "All so you can have a go at a five year old,"
"Shut up," Harry growled. "Don't bring him into this just because I won't take you back. You're the one who ended it, not me!"
"You would have anyways," Blaise replied. "You used me like a whore till you realized it wouldn't work anymore," Blaise pushed Harry backwards.
"You are a whore," Harry growled. Draco came skidding around the corner at that moment. He had no idea why his Harry was glaring at that other boy, but he didn't like it.
"Harry," he said softly. Both boys turned to him, Blaise's face set in a glare at Draco and Harry scowling. "Harry, why do you look mad?"
"Nothing you need to worry about," Harry replied, pushing Blaise away from him and kneeling in front of the boy. "Come, let's go." he picked Draco up.
"Kay," Draco smiled. When they turned to leave, Blaise was no longer there. "Who was that boy," Draco asked as they walked.
"Blaise Zabini. He's in Slytherin. He used to be my boyfriend," Harry answered and then said the password to Marry, levitating the bags into the room when the door opened. He put Draco down, the blonde scurrying away once his feet hit the floor, then Harry sat in the couch. Shadow came and hopped into Draco's arms, purring. Draco patted her head and walked to Harry. He put Shadow on the couch and climbed up into Harry's lap.
A/N: OMG for some reason this chapter would not upload to my computer. I had to save it in Word Pad just so it would open. I was about to cry cause i wanted to get this out today. GRR! But YAYA! I have a beta now. So all you mean grammar people can stop being mean. cries I know my grammar is horrible okay. I don't think when i type, I just type. And when i read over it, I see what i want to see, not what's really there. I'm sorry. But anyways. Chapter...uh 5...yeah 5 will be up as soon as I type and get it beta-ed and back. So see you then.
A/N(2): Still not very many changes, maybe this story isn't nearly as horrible as i though. Maybe it was just those first chapters that sucked.
Draysgirl1
