Harry nervously tugged at his t-shirt, Joey was coming with his Daddy today. Daddy was sitting on the couch calmly, flipping through The Prophet occasionally muttering about the stupidity of the Ministry.

"Relax Harry, it will be fine," Daddy said not looking up from the newspaper.

How had he known?

"What if he don' like me Daddy?" Harry asked plopping down on the couch and cuddling up next to him.

"He will. His father told me that he loves to colour and he likes Spider-man, I believe you will get along swimmingly," Daddy said mordantly. Harry swung his feet for a bit when a terrifying thought came to him.

"Daddy?" Harry asked patting his arm gently to get his attention.

"Hmmm?" Daddy asked slowly looking up from the paper.

"D'you…Have you…What if you…l-like Joey more than me?" Harry asked so quietly, that Daddy had a hard time hearing him.

Daddy gave him a piercing look, eyeing him critically. "Is that what is making you so jittery? The belief that I will 'like' Mr. Davidson more than you?"

Harry jerkily nodded his head, twisting the hem of his shirt around his fingers.

Daddy sighed, before setting down the newspaper on the coffee table and turning to face him fully.

"Harry, I know you grew up in a house with no love, with a family who had no regard or concern for you. I understood that you have difficulty with believing me when I say I will never stop loving you. Harry, there is no other little, or person for that matter, that I would want to spend my time with. Harry I was prepared to live a life of solitude, concealing my true classification from the world. Then, the whole mess happened when you were classified and I realized that I would never be able to be at peace until you were mine. That Harry, I promise you is the absolute truth, I will never love anymore than you, I wouldn't be able to. You are the perfect little for me," Daddy said smirking slightly at the end of his little impromptu speech.

Harry nodded, cuddling his face into Daddy's shoulder, liking the feel of the slightly rough robes against his cheek.

"I have been meaning to talk to you about something. I know you still have a bit of a hard time with leaving my side, but I do need to go to a potions conference. I go every year, for about two days and I was wondering if you had any preference on where you can stay for the duration?"

"Daddy leave?" Harry asked staring at him in slight horror.

"Only for two days, and I will be able to fire call you, if you so desire," He reassured him.

"Harry s'eep some'here else?"

"yes,"

"Wi'f who?"

"That is up to you,"

Harry thought about it for a minute, not sure who he wanted, then an idea came to him, "Harry be's big!"

"Um-no," Daddy said, giving Harry that look.

"Bu' Harry's good at bein' big…" he said sadly, he didn't really have a strong want to be big, but he did want to fly again, and eat whatever he wanted.

"I will make you a promise, if you are a good boy while I'm gone,"

"Kay," Harry said quietly, looking at Daddy with a forlorn expression.

"If you are good, and a well behaved little boy, then I will let you be 'big' for a day, and I will let you do whatever you want, within reason,"

"Harry be's big?"

"Yes,"

"For a whole day?"

"Yes,"

"All by's my own self?"

"That you know of," Daddy muttered low underneath his breath, then said out loud, "Yes,"

"Deal," Harry said happily, bouncing a bit on the couch. He was really excited now.

There was a knock at the door.