Author's Note:

Hello there my lovelies! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in twenty years it seems! Well, I'm back now and Chapter 2 is here finally! So please sit back, relax and take in some drarry baby adorableness! But don't get too relaxed as you have to review afterwards;) hehe, here you go! :)

"He just won't stop crying! I have no idea what were supposed to do to make him stop" growled Draco as they plonked the basket down in their new shared dormitory, Henri had cried ever since they started walking out of the hall.
"News flash Malfoy, babies cry" barked Harry, himself getting rather irritated at the baby's cries but the sound of Draco complaining made him even more irritated. "Okay then Potter if your going to be like that, deal with him on your own" huffed Draco, sitting on one of the two beds, which had been nicely decorated with silk green Slytherin covering.
"This is a shared effort Malfoy, plus it's an exam so you won't be able to just copy off someone's parchment, the Professor's will know everything, when it cries, needs changing, feeding..." Harry stopped as he realized this was more difficult than he'd first thought.
"If they know he's crying why don't they do something about it? There's nothing wrong with the child, he's just crying to make noise!" stated Draco, getting off the bed and walking towards the basket. He sighed and peered his head inside the basket, then plastered on a goofy smile and blew a raspberry which sent Henri into a fit of infantile giggles. Draco bopped Henri's nose and stuck his tongue out at the baby, sending Henri even more hysterical. All Harry did was sit and marvel at the boy who was marked evil sit and entertain a young baby. Harry couldn't be more in love with Draco at that moment if he tried. That's what scared Harry the most, he was so in love with Draco and he knew he'd be hurt by the Slytherin.
They never even spoke about their feelings anymore, Harry was starting to think that those three letter words that Draco had spoken not too long ago were lies just to get into bed with him. Ever since Ron and Hermione's wedding day, Draco had never told Harry he loved him, all they did was steal heated kisses when they thought no one was around. Sure, Harry had missed the excitement and passion of keeping whatever it was they had a secret, but he wanted Draco to feel the same as he did. Not that Harry ever told Draco this, he was scared that Draco would reject him and Harry couldn't loose Draco now.
"He likes you" stammered Harry, watching the blonde intently. Draco picked up the small baby and held him in his arms, moving to sit down on one of the beds. Draco turned to Harry and smiled, sending shivers through Harry's body. It was like Draco could control his entire being with one simple look, Harry was head over wand in love with Draco and he didn't know how much more he could take.
"My father never treated me like this, I was never given any affection by him and it looks like this little guy is in the same position as I was. Babies need someone to be there for them, I may not be the most caring wizard in the world but I'm caring enough to be there for him, even in a short period of time" Draco sighed, keeping his gaze on the young infant. Henri looked up at Draco like he was the most fascinating thing in the universe, his eyes were twinkling and his mouth wide open with delight. Draco's face was transfixed on the tiny person in front of him, his mouth in a permanent smile. Harry's heartbeat quickened each time he gazed at this heartwarming scene. If only people could see Draco like this, who he really was. He was caring and capable of loving another person more than himself, though he didn't care to express this.
When Henri had finally stopped gazing at the Slytherin and was back in his Moses basket fast asleep, Draco and Harry were sat on the two beds, doing homework in silence. Harry didn't really enjoy the silence, he knew Draco didn't mind silence and was rather comfortable with it staying silent. He knew Draco too well, he knew Draco more than he knew anybody else. He watched Draco as he studied, he noticed the way he rested the pen on his bottom lip, every so often tapping it a couple of times. The way he flicked his powdery, blonde hair out of his beautiful silver eyes, the way his face looked in total concentration.
"See something you like Potter?" sniggered Draco, pausing his study to tap his pen on his bottom lip a few times.
"Don't flatter yourself Malfoy" Harry sighed, suppressing his feelings for the blonde was becoming painful.
"You weren't saying that in the broom closet the other night" winked Draco, shoving his pile of work on the end of the bed. Harry blushed at the mention of their heated encounter. "I couldn't really speak with your lips all over me, it's rather distracting" Harry spoke, a smile playing on his lips.
"You wouldn't have objected, the quaffle in your pants told me all I needed to know" Draco teased, smirking at his own joke. God he was witty, he thought to himself. "Really, that language with the baby around?" Harry held in a laugh, reducing it to a snigger. Draco turned and sat crossed legged on the side of the bed, facing Harry. "He's asleep, and it's not anything too bad, it was the pure truth" Draco smiled, flashing that beautiful smile Harry absolutely adored. His face practically glowed with beauty.
"You really like to fool yourself don't you? Your not as seductive as you think you are" Harry replied, that was the biggest lie Harry had ever told. Draco could seduce anybody he wanted, just with a simple smile.
"Oh really? Let's see shall we?" Draco winked, seductively, hopping off the bed and practically pouncing on the stunned gryffindor, crashing his lips onto him. Harry closed his eyes and let Draco do anything he wanted to him, he didn't care if he was marked or bruised, he needed Draco more than anything else in that moment. "Seductive enough for you?" whispered Draco, threading his slim fingers through Harry's messy locks, as Harry attacked his neck with his lips.
"I think you should take it up a notch" smirked Harry, sucking on the pale flesh of Draco's neck. He missed the intimacy, all he needed was Draco. And that was how Harry wanted it to stay.
"My wish is your command" Draco replied, lifting up Harry's chin and crashing his lips onto Harry's, sliding his tongue into his mouth, causing Harry to whimper and moan with pleasure. All that could be heard what an unbuckling of a belt, a shrill cry of an infant and simultaneous sighs.
A few hours later Harry decided to visit Hermione, Draco was more than happy to be left with Henri and Harry really needed to talk to a friend.
"Harry! It's so good to see you! Ron's gone to play wizard chess with Seamus and Dean so what did you want to talk to me about?" greeted Hermione, sitting down on one of the crimson armchairs, her bushy hair waving as she moved.
"It's Draco" Harry sighed, mentioning the blonde's name sending a wave of heartache into his body.
"I might've known, what's he done now?" Hermione asked, expecting to hear of a heated argument or maybe even a fist fight.
"It's nothing he's done, that's the problem. Were taking care of a baby in muggle studies and Draco is besotted with him, you should see the way he looks at him. I can't remember the last time he told me he loved me. I'm going absolutley mental, I'm just so in love with him it's hurting. I can't stand feeling like this when he clearly doesn't give a shit" Harry sighed, laying his head in his hands. Hermione moved over to Harry and cradled him like a toddler. Harry was certainly feeling like one.
"Harry Potter, what are we going to do with you?" Hermione sighed, resting her chin on top of Harry's head.