Disclamer: Nope not ours.. :crys:
A/N: This is written for the YOURS, MINE, OURS challenge. Mpreg. WOOT! Go Mpreg!
Pansy was practically dancing as she watched her friend clean up after his 4 year old daughter. "Come on Harry. You said yourself that you wanted to get back into the dating scene!"
Harry paused as he wiped up the last of the spilt apple juice. "I know I said that Pansy, but I just don't think that going on a blind date is such a good idea." He stood and walked over to the sink. "I'm not sure I'm ready yet."
Pansy stopped her little excited dance and came to put her hand on his back. "Harry it's been two years since Blaise..."
"Don't say his name."
"Fine since 'he' left you." Pansy paused. She had been Blaise's friend way before she had been Harry's, but in te 12 years of Harry and Blaise's marriage she became closer to Harry as she slowly drifted from Blaise.
"You need to be happy. He was an asshole, but just because he messed up doesn't mean that you have to be unhappy! Plus, the guy your going to meet tonight is like really, really hot. And you two are meant for each other."
Harry gave her an unsure look. "Fine I'll go. Just let me get ready. Where am I to meet this man of my dreams?" He smiled.
Pansy jumped up and down and gave him a huge kiss on the cheek. "I've written it all down here." She handed him an address and squealed a little. "Now go get ready! Vlad is home. He'll baby sit if you ask him!"
Harry smiled and placed the address on the table. "He wont do it willingly."
"Pay him or something."
Harry just laughed as he disappeared up the stairs.
Pansy giggled and threw some floo powder in the fire before whispering. "Malfoy Manor."
Draco quietly shut the door to the nursery before heading towards the library. Three kids were down for there afternoon nap, the other two off doing something. He prayed it had nothing to do with his fathers things. Lucius may have loved being a grandfather, but even he had his limits. He stepped into the room that was overflowing with books and, to his utter shock, found his two oldest practically sinking in the leather chairs, books spread out between them on an old coffee table, "Derek? Ren?"
"Yes, dad?"
"Yes, papa?" Their two small voices intoned. Both boys looked up at him through bright, prussian blue eyes, a thankfully no longer painful reminder of their other father.
Draco couldn't figure why they were such quiet children. It had nothing to do with Theo, Draco knew that. They had always been like this.
Draco ruffled Ren's light brown hair and kissed the top of Dereks blond mane, "You two eat lunch? Because I am completely famished and could do with some company."
Pansy leaned against the doorway and smiled. "I can give you some company." She took a step into the room and smiled. "Been awhile since I've been in here." She mumbled to herself.
Draco looked towards the doorway, "Pansy? I didn't hear you come through."
Derek and Ren jumped up from their chairs, "Aunt Pansy!" They ran over to her and threw their arms around her legs.
Pansy laughed and reached down to give them hugs. "I have my ways Drakey." She said through a large group hug with his kids. Standing she smiled over at him. "Draco can you get your father to look after the kids for the afternoon?" She asked her smiled betraying everything and yet nothing at all.
"Why?" Draco was instantly on guard. Whenever that smile came out, something, while not necessarily bad, always happened to him.
Pansy looked down at her nails and smirked. "Because your going on a blind date." She said bluntly.
Draco frowned, "Kids, go find your grandfather. He mentioned earlier that he wanted to continue your fencing lessons today."
Ren looked over his shoulder, "Why can't we stay?"
Draco sent a little glare at his son. Not enough to scare or discipline, but enough to will the child to do his bidding, "Because I said so. Go on." He waited until the two boys were out of the room before turning his attention back to Pansy, "Who said I was ready to start dating? Let alone a -blind- date?"
Pansy sighed and walked up to Draco. "Drake, I think it's time. Plus he's really cute!" She smiled and poked him in the side a couple of times. "Come on what do you say?"
Draco stared over Pansy's shoulder unseeingly for a moment before looking slowly back at his friend, "Pansy..."
"Draco..." She mimicked. "God damn it man! Theo's dead and he's not coming back! You need to stop wearing black, because one, it's been long enough and two, it makes you look awfully pale." Pansy placed her hands on her hips.
Draco crossed his arms in counterpart to Pansy's, "That was an awfully poor attempt at a rebuke. And what the hell do you mean black makes me look pale? We wore black all through school and you never once told me this?"
"Draco, honey, that's because we had no choice and you weren't this pale back then!" Pansy closed her eyes and shook her head. "I know no one can replace Theo in your heart, but you should at least try to fill the hole he left. Your not betraying his memory by going on a date with someone. Heck I don't even think it's considered a date, it's just lunch." She smiled softly. "And you don't have to fall in love with him, it's just a date and a small one at that."
Draco smiled, "Pansy, I already know that no one is going to replace Theo. And now I guess while I'm still sort of mourning the death of my husband, I'm not mourning for Theo himself. Does that make any sense to you?"
Pansy shook her head. "Not really, I've never been in love." She smiled sadly then frowned. "But can't you move on? At least for a day?"
"I am ready to move on. It'll just be a bit hard to get back into the swing of things. I mean, I've been with Theo since sixth year. That's quite a long time to not date."
Pansy nodded. "What if I told you that your date hasn't been on a date since he was 17, would that make you feel any better?"
Draco laughed, "I suppose it would if I knew how old this guy was. If he is only around 18, then no it wouldn't."
"What if I told you he just turned 32." Pansy said smiling impishly.
"All right, that helps. So? Time? Place? Do I even get a name to go along with this supposedly 'really cute' guy?"
Pansy laughed and handed him an address. "All I'm going to say is that you've meet him before. Everything else you need to know like where, what time, and what table are in that note. Don't lose it."
Draco scanned over the card, "Seven? Pansy, love, that's not lunch."
Pansy giggled. "Did I say lunch? I meant a really late lunch... Well look at the time! I must be off!"
"Pansy..." Draco mock growled, not intending to go after her as she flounced out the library door laughing. He heaved a sigh. Might as well get his fathers prodding's over with. Maybe if he said what he needed quick enough, he could avoid his father wanting to play dress-up with him. He shuddered and walked out the door.
Harry looked himself up and down in the mirror. "Doesn't look right..." He mumbled to himself.
"You going somewhere?"
Harry jumped a little and looked over at the tall figure standing in the door way. "Vladimir you startled me." He said, turning around to look at his son.
Vlad took a few steps into the room and flopped down on the bed. "I asked if you were going somewhere." He repeated a little lighter this time.
Harry watched Vlad for a minute before answering. "Yes, I'm going on a date."
Vlad's eyes shot open. "With who?"
Harry raised an eyebrow. "That is none of your business." His eyes followed down to Vlad's fists. He sighed and turned back to the mirror. "I'm not even sure. Pansy set us up."
Vlad sat up and paused before standing and walking over to his father. He was already a little taller then Harry taking most of his looks from Blaise. "Well if Pansy set you up he should be okay, I guess." He mumbled, watching Harry play with his hair in the mirror.
Harry nodded. "Will you take care of Loki while I'm gone?"
Vlad nodded.
"Oh and make sure the twins don't repaint the living room again." Harry added walking passed his son to get to his shoes. Slipping them on he smiled and looked back at his first born. It was hard to believe that he was already 14.
Vlad followed him slowly and looked him up and down. "You look good." He smiled lightly. It was the closest thing to a happy smile that Harry had seen Vlad give since Blaise had left.
"Thanks." Harry shifted a little and started out of his door looking at the note again and running his hands through his hair. "Vlad what time is it?" He yelled back over his shoulder.
Vlad peeked out from Harry's room and looked down at his watch. "6:58, why?"
Harry paled. "Shit!" He hurried down the stairs and grabbed his cloak. "Bye everyone!" He yelled. Grabbing the doorknob and opening it he turned and yelled again. "And Vladimir's in charge!" That earned a couple shouts of 'unfair' before he closed the door and disapperated away.
