Unconditional love 4-5-6/11
March
.
Draco thought that odd cravings were legends, but they weren't apparently, or he wouldn't be at Diagon Alley so early in the morning. Since the war, Draco hated being seen in public, but it was not so bad because the Alley was pretty empty.
Walking, he caught eyes with a scar he knew well. He took the newspaper that was showing a smiling Harry Potter.
"How Harry Potter overcame his childhood trauma and became the perfect father. Exclusive Interview!" was written of the cover.
Draco snorted; how ridicule that was. Still, he opened the magazine and read the article.
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April
.
Draco was about to fall asleep when Astoria pocked him on the side.
"Draco, Draco."
"Nn"
"It kicked. The baby kicked."
"It's probably just gazes again."
"No, no, it really is the baby kicking. Touch!"
She grabbed his hand and put it on her round belly. She looked at him expectantly.
Draco straightened himself. "I felt her."
"Her? What makes you think it's a girl?"
"Wishful thinking I guess. A girl would have it so much easier. She wouldn't always be compared to me."
"Your past really worries you, isn't it?"
"How could it not."
She kissed him in comfort.
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May
.
Draco and Astoria were getting prepared to sleep.
"You know what we should do?"
"What?"
"We should decorate the baby's room ourselves."
"Why would we do that? We'll as the house-elves to do it. Like any other family."
"Oh, come on Draco. It would be fun."
He looked at her in the eyes, and seeing that she truly wanted to do that, he caved. "Fine, I'll look into it."
She kissed him with all the passion of their first kiss and smiled the brightest smile. He laughed, and his arm tugged Astoria against him.
"I love you," he muttered.
.
.
Draco thought that odd cravings were legends, but they weren't apparently, or he wouldn't be at Diagon Alley so early in the morning. Since the war, Draco hated being seen in public, but it was not so bad because the Alley was pretty empty.
Walking, he caught eyes with a scar he knew well. He took the newspaper that was showing a smiling Harry Potter.
"How Harry Potter overcame his childhood trauma and became the perfect father. Exclusive Interview!" was written of the cover.
Draco snorted; how ridicule that was. Still, he opened the magazine and read the article.
.
April
.
Draco was about to fall asleep when Astoria pocked him on the side.
"Draco, Draco."
"Nn"
"It kicked. The baby kicked."
"It's probably just gazes again."
"No, no, it really is the baby kicking. Touch!"
She grabbed his hand and put it on her round belly. She looked at him expectantly.
Draco straightened himself. "I felt her."
"Her? What makes you think it's a girl?"
"Wishful thinking I guess. A girl would have it so much easier. She wouldn't always be compared to me."
"Your past really worries you, isn't it?"
"How could it not."
She kissed him in comfort.
.
May
.
Draco and Astoria were getting prepared to sleep.
"You know what we should do?"
"What?"
"We should decorate the baby's room ourselves."
"Why would we do that? We'll as the house-elves to do it. Like any other family."
"Oh, come on Draco. It would be fun."
He looked at her in the eyes, and seeing that she truly wanted to do that, he caved. "Fine, I'll look into it."
She kissed him with all the passion of their first kiss and smiled the brightest smile. He laughed, and his arm tugged Astoria against him.
"I love you," he muttered.
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