Joey was just finishing up his outer-space complete with a spaceship and Darth Vader.

"I'm hungry I'm gonna go ask Daddy for a snack," Harry said leaving the markers on the floor and beginning to crawl to the door.

"Wait, I have a better idea," Joey said placing an ink covered hand on his shoulder. Harry turned to him just noticing the ink all over his own hands and clothes.

"Wha'?" Harry asked, he was impatient to get to Daddy he really wanted a hug, he missed him.

"We can ask a elf and get sweets," Joey eyes lit up and he looked at Harry.

Harry smirked, he liked this idea.

"Dobby," Harry said quietly, they heard a small crack and the house elf popped into the room bowing low.

"Harry Potter is wanting Dobby?" the elf asked looking at Harry with awe.

Harry nodded and put a finger to his lips in the universal sign for being quiet.

Dobby nodded. Harry whispered quietly to him, "Can we have lots sweets? An T'eacle tart?!" Harry asked getting really happy about the idea of getting his favourite food.

"And chocolate," Joey added.

Dobby nodded again, bowing before he popped away.

He came back not three minutes later with a house tray stuffed with cakes and cookies, and little chocolates and whole treacle tart.

"Yes," they both cheered quietly.

The boys pounced on the tray, stuffing everything they could into their mouths, not caring how dirty they got.

Harry was happily eating handfuls of treacle tart, licking his fingers and wiping the rest on his clothes. He looked over and saw Joey eating tons of chocolate frogs making his cheeks bulge out like a chipmunk.

Harry started giggling, puffing up his own cheeks trying to imitate Joey. Joey looked over at his giggles mouth open to receive more of the candy in Joeys raised hand. Joey smiled around his mouth full and began to make silly faces, causing Harry let out peals of laughter.

Harry began to make faces of his own in between his laughing, making Joey laugh along with him.

"What's so funny you two- Boys!" Aaron was standing in the doorway of the nursery the smile melting off his face.

"What is it? Oh." Snape walked in behind him, a fierce scowl on his face.

"Is that-"

" -marker on my wall?" Daddy interrupted dangerously.

"We was makin' scenery…" Joey explained after swallowing his mouth full.

"Again, on my wall?" Snape asked going over to inspect it. He immediately knew who had made what, recognizing the way Harry made his tigers, he held in a smile at the sight. Harry really did have a talent for art, however that did not make it okay for him to colour on the walls.

He turned around an eyebrow raised giving Harry his displeased look. Harry looked back at him with wide green eyes. That was when Snape noticed the sweets and cake dirtying up the floor and their clothing.

"Where did you get all this food?" he asked, directing the question at his son. Harry was in a load of trouble.

"D-dobby b'ought it Daddy…we saved you some," Harry held up a handful of mushed cake looking at him nervously.

"The elf?"

Harry nodded reluctantly, afraid of getting his friend in trouble.

"Joey! What did we talk about on the way here," Aaron said going over to him and making him stand.

"But Daddy I-"

"No, Joey I am very disappointed in you," Aaron turned him around and gave him ten fast and hard smacks on his bum, making Joey yelp and shriek trying to get out of the line of fire. Aaron held him in place, lecturing as he spanked him.

"You ask if you need something, we do not just take it with magic,"

"Y-yes Daddy," Joey whispered, tears in his eyes. He rubbed his sore bum, his face flushed from shame and pain.

"You will help me clean up all of this food," Aaron said sternly pointing to the mess on all over the floor. Joey nodded meekly getting down on the floor and beginning to clean it up.

Harry watched all of this with wide fearful eyes. He hoped Daddy wouldn't spank him in front of his friend, he wasn't as brave as Joey was during a spanking.

He was trembling as Daddy made him stand up, Daddy noticed this and frowned scanning him with his eyes.

"We will be right back, excuse us," he led Harry out of the nursery closing the door behind them.

"Harry's bad Daddy," he said sadly, his chest feeling tight.

"I think Harry has had a bad influence but I do not think you are bad, you just made bad choices," Daddy explained calmly, sitting next to him on the couch.

"Harry gets spanks?" he asked nervously, chewing on his lip.

Daddy thought about it for a moment, "No, as I do not think either of them were your ideas, however you get ten minutes in the corner and no treats this week."

Harry nodded sadly, it was still better than a spanking. Harry slid off the couch, shuffling his way over to the corner, and facing it.

Harry thought about everything they had done, feeling ashamed of himself. He knew better than to colour on the walls and he knew he wasn't supposed to have too many sweets because it made his tummy all achey which it what it was feeling like now. Harry felt tears fill his eyes. His tummy hurt and Daddy was displeased with him.

"You may come out now Harry," Daddy said from the couch. Harry ran to him and threw his arms around his neck, hiding his teary face in Daddy's robes.

"Harry's sorry! Won' do it 'gain!" he cried.

"I know, come here," Daddy lifted him and cuddled him close. Harry sniffled, and let Daddy cradle his head in his hand.

"You are forgiven Harry, but please do not do either again,"

"I won'" he promised, giving Daddy a kiss on the cheek.

"Alright, you may cuddle later, I believe we have a wall that needs cleaning." He set Harry down on the floor and took his hand taking him back to the nursery.