Harry giggled like mad as he ran from Daddy. Daddy was running after him with his hands above his head, clawed as he growled like a bear. Harry was playing a baby bear running from their Daddy.

"ROAR! I'm gonna get you!" Daddy roared, bearing his teeth.

"No! I's gonna beat you!" Harry giggled as he dodged Daddy's 'claw' and dived for the couch.

But Daddy was too smart for Harry and he beat him there and swung him up, throwing him in the air and catching him. Harry squealed as Daddy caught him.

"Higher Daddy!" Harry yelled, it felt like flying again!

Daddy smiled at him and tossed him up again, Harry shrieking, he loved it when Daddy played with him.

"You're cute my Harry," Daddy said, rubbing their noses together. Harry had finally decided to just let himself go. He was a little afterall. He would try not to fight Daddy so much, he usually liked whatever it was in the end anyway.

There was a knock on the door. Both Daddy and Harry turned to look, identical frowns on their face.

Daddy put Harry down on the couch and walked to the door, smoothing out the buttons on his white shirt, he had taken off his robes.

Daddy opened the door to reveal Professor Mcgonagall. She stepped inside and sat down in one of the arm chairs.

"Hello, Severus. She turned and gave a rare smile to a shy Harry, "Hello Harry," her sharp voice was softer when she spoke to him.

Harry blushed and hid his face in his hands, peeking at her from between his fingers. Daddy came and sat down next to him. Harry slid over to him and climbed in his lap leaned his head on Daddy's chest, facing Mcgonagall.

Daddy brought a hand to his tummy and began rubbing it, making Harry practically pur. He wasn't used too so much physical contact, h=but he soaked it. He had a feeling Daddy did to.

"How is the paperwork?" Daddy asked,

"I don't think Albus ever did an ounce of paper work, I'm filling out sheets from at least six years ago," she said shaking her head.

"I know for a fact he didn't. Always busy with planning for the order," Daddy said, his eyes going distant.

Daddy and Mcgonagall talked about boring adult stuff for a long time. Harry was getting antsy, he wanted to play!

"I'm sorry Harry, I'm sure you're quite bored with all this talk of school." Mcgonagall said, rummaging for something in her robe pocket.

Harry nodded pouting at them, "Harry's boreded of talkin', want to p'ay!"

"I think I can make it better," she said a smirk curling on her lips, she pulled out a handful of brightly wrapped candy.

"C'ndy!" Harry shrieked, making grabby hands for it. Daddy held him in place, not letting him reach the candy. Daddy turned Harry to face him.

"Not so much Harry, I don't want you on a sugar high," Daddy said, giving him his serious eyes.

"Okay Daddy!" Harry wiggled out of grasp and ran towards Mcgonagall. She held the candy slightly out of reach,

"I would like to ask something of you, two somethings, actually," she said watching him.

"C'ndy?" Harry asked nervous he wouldn't get it now, the Dursleys used to do that, offer him food and then snatch it away.

"Yes, Harry you can have the candy, if I can have a hug,"

Harry smiled at her shyly and reached to give her a hug, she smelled like biscuits and lavender. He let go and looked up at her expectantly,

"Daddy and I were talking the other day, and I was wondering...if you would let me be your Grandmother?" she asked, almost sounding nervous.

"G'anma?" Harry looked at her with wide eyes.

"Yes, Harry if you want,"

"Ganma Minnie!" Harry declared smiling at her.

She smiled back as he snatched the candy from her and ran into the kitchen plopping himself on the floor in front of the table. He ignored the adults as he ripped open the wrappers and stuck a bunch of little candies in his mouth. Harry sucked on them, they were very sour making him pursue his lips and suck in his cheeks.

His eyes sparkled in delight as he looked to Daddy. Daddy and G'anma Minnie were smiling at him talking quietly. Harry ate more candy trying to eat as much as he could before Daddy stopped him.

Daddy got up and started walking towards him eyeing the last package of candy. Harry hurriedly ripped the plastic and shoved the entire thing in his mouth making his cheeks bugle like a chipmunk.

"Harry!" Daddy said, folding his arms across his chest and giving him angry eyes.

"N' M'oe Da'," Harry said around his mouthful, looking at Daddy innocently. He brought his hands up and shrugged.

"That's because it's all in your mouth," Daddy sighed, shaking his head. "Daddy is not pleased,"

Harry looked down, as he swallowed all of it, his cheeks burning in shame.

"Come now Severus, he's just a boy, it was a treat," G'anma Minnie said laying a calming hand on his arm.

"Not to happen again, understood?"

Harry nodded his head vigorously, G'anma Minnie winked at him. He liked having a G'anma.

"Alright my work here is done, you have yourselves a good night now,"

"Yes, leave me to deal with the hyper baby." Daddy shook his head, "Women,"

G'anma Minnie waved goodbye as she shut the door behind her.

Daddy turned to him, beginning to lean down to pick him up, but Harry rolled away, giggling. He pushed himself up and toddled away laughing at Daddy's stunned expression.

"Harry get back here," Daddy said, but he didn't sound angry.

Harry shook his head and ran around the room. Daddy grumbled as he began chasing him again, his arms outstretched.

Harry looked behind him to see how close Daddy was when he tripped on the couch leg and tumbled forward. Before Harry could so process what happened Daddy was kneeling down and pulling his shirt up.

"Daddy wha-"

Daddy leaned down and blew a loud raspberry on his tummy. Harry burst out laughing, trying to wiggle away. "Tickles Daddy!"

Daddy did it again, this time his fingers worming their way to his neck and tickling him there. Harry squealed, he was so ticklish.

Harry suddenly got a wicked idea. He reached up, and shoved his fingers in Daddy's neck and wiggled them. Daddy instantly let go of him, letting out a loud laugh,

"No! No! Don't hahaha Ha-harry, please!" Daddy laughed. Harry finally took his hands away.

He looked at Harry, his black eyes wide, covering his neck with his hands.

"Daddy ticklish?" Harry smirked scrambling up off the floor. Daddy gasped and sprinted away from Harry's outstretched hands.