Secrets to Keep, 37
Title: Secrets to Keep, 37
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry, Evan
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Noxious baby emissions
Word count: 560
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
★ Gift for jake67jake, in thanks for beta-reading my Bottom!Draco Fest fic.
★ harrydracompreg prompt #39 - Newborns 101
Summary: It's Draco's turn to change Evan's nappy.
Evan lay on his back on the changing table, chewing on his fist, drooling, and kicking his chubby legs. Draco looked at his son with a frown marring his brow. Evan smelled offensive, and it was Draco's turn to change his nappy. He could do this. Draco squared his shoulders and took a deep breath.
...
"Bad mistake," he muttered, fighting his gag reflex.
"Is there a problem, love?" Harry asked from the doorway to the nursery. He sounded entirely too cheerful, in Draco's opinion.
Gritting his teeth, Draco turned and gave Harry a tight smile. "No, not at all," he lied. "I've changed hundreds of nappies in my day." But this one is especially noxious.
"Fantastic," said Harry. "I was about to go in search of our old, dog-eared copy of Newborns 101 for you."
Draco paused in the act of reaching for Evan's nappy. "We have an instructional book for newborns?"
Harry nodded. "Yes, don't you remember? You bought it for me when I was carrying James."
"Huh," mused Draco. "I could go search for it while you deal with Evan," he suggested. Hoped.
"Not a chance!" laughed Harry. "In fact, I'm going to clear the danger zone and leave you to it."
"Thank you ever so," Draco muttered to Harry's retreating back. He returned his attention to his son. Evan blinked up at him and smiled, and Draco's heart melted. "How can something so small create such a foul stench?" he asked.
Evan giggled and kicked his legs again.
Draco held his breath and opened Evan's nappy. "Ugh," he grimaced as the odor intensified. Draco corralled Evan's feet in one hand, lifted the baby and removed the offensive nappy. He banished it with a flick of his wand and reached for a wipe. Draco warmed it with a whispered spell and cleaned his son's bottom.
Evan squirmed and scowled, flailing his fists since his feet were still being held immobile.
Draco Summoned a fresh nappy and positioned it beneath Evan's bottom before releasing the baby's feet. Evan gurgled in delight and kicked his legs again. Draco smiled down at his adorable son and marveled at his tiny perfection. Evan's conception had caused some strife between Draco and Harry, but looking at him now, Draco knew it had been worth it.
Maybe having yet another baby wouldn't be such a bad thing, Draco thought. Harry had threatened to knock him up the duff in retribution, and Draco had to admit that another little girl would be precious. Draco leaned down, intending to kiss his son's smooth cheek. He froze when he felt a warm, damp patch form on his shirt.
Draco stood up with a put-upon sigh and looked down at the yellow stain on his white shirt. He glowered at his son and said, "You are very naughty."
Evan giggled and wiggled on the table.
"And, you have your father's aim."
Evan drooled and cooed.
Draco finished fastening the nappy and scooped Evan up in one arm. He found Harry in the parlor and handed their son off. "Your turn to take care of this monster," said Draco. "I'm the one in need of a change now."
Secrets to Keep, 38
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco/Harry, Evan
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Noxious baby emissions
Word count: 560
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for:
★ Gift for jake67jake, in thanks for beta-reading my Bottom!Draco Fest fic.
★ harrydracompreg prompt #39 - Newborns 101
Summary: It's Draco's turn to change Evan's nappy.
Evan lay on his back on the changing table, chewing on his fist, drooling, and kicking his chubby legs. Draco looked at his son with a frown marring his brow. Evan smelled offensive, and it was Draco's turn to change his nappy. He could do this. Draco squared his shoulders and took a deep breath.
...
"Bad mistake," he muttered, fighting his gag reflex.
"Is there a problem, love?" Harry asked from the doorway to the nursery. He sounded entirely too cheerful, in Draco's opinion.
Gritting his teeth, Draco turned and gave Harry a tight smile. "No, not at all," he lied. "I've changed hundreds of nappies in my day." But this one is especially noxious.
"Fantastic," said Harry. "I was about to go in search of our old, dog-eared copy of Newborns 101 for you."
Draco paused in the act of reaching for Evan's nappy. "We have an instructional book for newborns?"
Harry nodded. "Yes, don't you remember? You bought it for me when I was carrying James."
"Huh," mused Draco. "I could go search for it while you deal with Evan," he suggested. Hoped.
"Not a chance!" laughed Harry. "In fact, I'm going to clear the danger zone and leave you to it."
"Thank you ever so," Draco muttered to Harry's retreating back. He returned his attention to his son. Evan blinked up at him and smiled, and Draco's heart melted. "How can something so small create such a foul stench?" he asked.
Evan giggled and kicked his legs again.
Draco held his breath and opened Evan's nappy. "Ugh," he grimaced as the odor intensified. Draco corralled Evan's feet in one hand, lifted the baby and removed the offensive nappy. He banished it with a flick of his wand and reached for a wipe. Draco warmed it with a whispered spell and cleaned his son's bottom.
Evan squirmed and scowled, flailing his fists since his feet were still being held immobile.
Draco Summoned a fresh nappy and positioned it beneath Evan's bottom before releasing the baby's feet. Evan gurgled in delight and kicked his legs again. Draco smiled down at his adorable son and marveled at his tiny perfection. Evan's conception had caused some strife between Draco and Harry, but looking at him now, Draco knew it had been worth it.
Maybe having yet another baby wouldn't be such a bad thing, Draco thought. Harry had threatened to knock him up the duff in retribution, and Draco had to admit that another little girl would be precious. Draco leaned down, intending to kiss his son's smooth cheek. He froze when he felt a warm, damp patch form on his shirt.
Draco stood up with a put-upon sigh and looked down at the yellow stain on his white shirt. He glowered at his son and said, "You are very naughty."
Evan giggled and wiggled on the table.
"And, you have your father's aim."
Evan drooled and cooed.
Draco finished fastening the nappy and scooped Evan up in one arm. He found Harry in the parlor and handed their son off. "Your turn to take care of this monster," said Draco. "I'm the one in need of a change now."
Secrets to Keep, 38