Harry hesitated, he was sitting on his bare bum in the Weasley's living room. Charlie had been trying to change him but he had scurried away really fast. Charlie was now motioning for him to crawl back to him.

Charlie leaned forward on his knees, he patted the floor in front of him, "Come on Harry, I've gotta get you in a nappy,"

Well, he didn't sound angry…. Should he go?

Harry shook his head, biting his lip.

Charlie smirked. He shifted to a crawling position, and slowly moved forward pretending to be a cat.

Harry scrambled back from him trying to keep his giggles in.

"I'm gonna get ya!" He yelled trying to pounce and catch him. Harry used his super fast seeker reflexes and rolled away from him, he jumped up and started running. Charlie jumped up to, chasing him laughing loudly with Harry.

"I faster!" Harry crowed as he yet again got away from Charlie's outstretched hands.

"NO! I'm gonna win!" Charlie cried finally catching up and tackling him to the ground.

They were both cracking up at that point, Harry's face red from exertion, his hair plastered to his forehead. Charlie laughed and placed a big wet kiss on Harrys tummy causing him to squeal.

"Alright, let me get you in a nappy and then we can play some more." Charlie scooped him up before he could protest, and brought him over to where the nappy and the supplies spread out on the floor. He quickly got Harry nappied, taping it up so that it was snug and comfortable.

"Okay champ, what do you want to do now?" Charlie asked giving him a smile.

"Warer," Harry said smiling widely and pointing outside.

"Water? What about water?" He asked Harry, confused.

Harry nodded and scrambled up, he yanked on Charlie's hand until he too stood up and then dragged him over to the back door. Charlie unlocked the door and pulled it open letting Harry run ahead of him.

"Cha'lie rain water!" Harry called from the other side of yard, Harry was bouncing around.

"How am I supposed to make it rain?" Charlie scratched his head, and pulled out his wand. He thought for a minute and then came up with a spell that may satisfy Harry.

He raised his wand and incanted the charm, smiling as Harry laughed with delight as water began to spray in all directions from his wand.

Harry ran around, jumping in the quickly forming puddles and splashing around. Charlie laughed at his antics, Harry really was adorable. Severus was a lucky man.

"Charlie come p'ay wif me!" Harry all but demanded.

Charlie smirked and aimed the wand at the quickly approaching Harry laughing as Harry tried to dance out of the waters way, but ended up getting splashed in the face.

"Hey!" Harry yelled, wiping the water from his eyes hastily.

"You can't catch me!" Charlie yelled and dashed off, using his wand to spray at Harry and drenching the whole yard in water in the process.

Two hours later, Charlie was dragging Harry into the house, holding his hand tightly so he couldn't scamper away again.

"My goodness what have you boys been up to?!" Molly exclaimed upon seeing them. They were both dripping wet and covered in mud, their hair plastered to their foreheads, wide smiles on their faces.

"We played a bit of water tag, mum," Charlie explained silently summoning a few towels from upstairs. He draped one around his own shoulders and turned and began to quickly dry a trembling Harry off. The house was much cooler than outside, making the little boy very cold. He tried to wipe off as much of the mud as he could, filthying up the once clean towel.

"Well dinners on the table, whenever you're ready," she smiled at both of them and went back to the kitchen.

He arranged the towel to lay across Harry shoulders, and brought him into the kitchen, lifting him and fastening the belt in the high chair. Harry was extremely tired at this point and was sucking on his thumb looking at him sleepily.

"the poor dear," Molly cooed, running a hand through his wet hair. She sat down in front of his high chair and began to feed him strips of chicken with mashed potatoes and vegetables. Harry ate sleepily, his head resting on his hand as he chewed slowly, his eyes constantly fluttering open and shut.

Charlie took a bite and in the next second spit it out, "sweet merlin! Mum what did you put in there?!" Charlie quickly reached for a glass of water and gulped it down his eyes watering.

"Cha'lie needs to be put in the da naughty co'ner," Harry said eyes wide, his own food forgotten. His eyes darting from Molly to Charlie and back, fearfully.

"Oh Charlie, I forgot you hate cilantro I'm sorry, I some left over turkey from yesterday in the ice box if you like," Molly called over her shoulder trying to feed Harry another spoon full. Harry turned his head away, his eye brows coming together in a frown.

"Cha'lie was naughty, he go in da co'ner," he told Molly with big eyes.

Molly laughed, and decided to humor the little boy. She turned to Charlie a mock stern expression on her face, "Did you hear that Charlie? You need to go in the corner, up you get," she pointed to one of the free corners in the kitchen.

"I'm not going in the corner," Charlie scoffed pushing his plate away.

"You hafta go in da co'ner or else your Daddys gonna give you spankins!" Harry said in a panic and no wonder as just in that second Arthur walked into the kitchen a smile on his face.

"Hello everybody," he smiled at Harry and ruffled his hair.

Harry looked fearfully from Arthur to Charlie, his eyes filling with tears. "Cha'lie's in t'ouble," he whimpered, a tear spilling over.

"What-" Arthur began to ask before molly cut him off, "Charlie just go to the corner you're upsetting the baby," she scolded.

Charlie sighed noisily as he got up and walked to the corner, facing it.

"You not gonna spank Cha'lie, awe you a'thur?" Harry asked fearfully.

Arthur held in a grin, he turned solemn eyes to Harry "only if he's a good boy and cleans up the kitchen,"

"Wha-!?"

"No talking in the corner," Molly chirped, laughter in her voice.

Harry looked from Molly to Arthur confused as to why they were both smiling.

Harry clapped, and laughed along with them wanting to be in on the joke. Arthur scooped him up from the highchair and kissed his nose.

"Guess what Harry," he whispered loudly.

"What?" Harry whispered yelled back.

"Your Daddy's coming back tonight!" he told him. They hadn't told him yet, for fear that he would be on edge on all day.

Harry squealed, let out a happy yell. "Daddy! I misses him so muches!" Harry felt like his whole body was going to explode with happiness.

Arthur smiled and cuddled him close, "we know, little one," he kissed him again and carried him to the living room.

Arthur settled him and the baby on the couch, Harry cuddled in his arms, wrapped in the blanket form the couch. Arthur knew he needed a bath but this was their last night with him and he just wanted to hold Harry for a bit.

Harrys thumb was firmly tucked in his mouth his other hand gripping Arthur shirt. Harry was clearly fighting sleep. His head kept falling forward and his eyes were having a hard time staying open.

Arthur opened the tales of beedle the bard, and began to read the story of babbity rabbity, in a low, calming voice.

Harry was asleep within five minutes, his breathing deep and even. Arthur held him as he read a book, occasionally rocking him bit if he snuffled in his sleep.

Within the hour, the floo was flaring and out stepped Severus, a grim expression on his face.

"Welcome back," Arthur greeted him warmly. Severus nodded to him in greeting his expression softening when he caught of sight of a sleeping Harry.

"How has he been?"

"He was good, he stayed very little for the first day, he was crying a lot but we sorted him out-"

"today he was very playful, running around and laughing." Molly told him walking in to join them.

"I am very grateful for this, thank you," Severus told them sincerely.

"Our pleasure, anytime," Arthur told him, meaning it. He stood up gently and passed Harry over to his father. Harry whimpered as he was passed over, his face scrunching up.

"He was great Severus, he missed you a ton though," Charlie told him coming in after just finishing up the kitchen. He lay a hand on Harrys forehead shushing him gently.

Severus smirked and looked down at the sleeping bundle in his arms. He had missed Harry more than he could admit.

Molly accioed Harry's things down stairs. Severus shrunk them and put them in his robe

pocket. "I shall see you all soon, thank you again," he said softly, flooing away. Holding Harry tightly to his chest.

He could not wait until Harry woke up and saw that he was back. He was excited to spend time with his little boy again.

I'm getting a bit bored with this, I have a few more chapters planned out I promise I WILL WRITE THEM it will just take me a bit longer if anyone has anything they really want to see let me know.