Mine
Title: Mine
Author: thenerd1026
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 680
Warnings: None
Summary: Some people in the Malfoy-Potter household like their candy...a little too much.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. This was strictly for fun, not profit. :)
Albus was ready to fight. Ducking his head like he was going to charge hihis target-reminiscent of an angry bull-the green-eyed boy snarled and gnashed his teeth.
Well, maybe he was less of a bull and more like a werewolf, Draco surmised as he watched the little boy bite at thin air, clutching his stash of candy close to his chest.
“Mine,” the Harry Potter clone growled, shoving an entire chocolate frog into his mouth and swallowing it without chewing. “You’re trying to steal my candy,” he accused the other boy on the floor.
“I am not,” Scorpius shrieked in outrage, chewing daintily on a gummy newt.
“Are too,” Albus countered and gestured to a Honeydukes chocolate bar. “That’s mine and you took a bite out of it.”
“No, I didn’t,” the little blond drawled complete with a perfectly arched brow. “That was you, Alby.”
“Yes you did!” Albus screeched and jumped to his feet. “You took a bite out of MY chocolate with your big, fat mouth.”
Candy forgotten, Scorpius scowled at his brother and rolled his eyes. “Stop acting like a hippogriff,” he retaliated, his attitude would make any Malfoy proud-even a Malfoy-Potter.
Alby, face red and tears clinging to his thick eyelashes, stomped his foot and crossed his arms over his chest. “You’re lying,” he cried.
“Am not!”
“Are too!”
“Take that back, Alby!”
“Make me!”
“I will!”
Albus wiped his damp cheeks and searched the room for backup. “Dad,” he shouted and ran to Draco, rubbing his wet nose against his father’s trousers.
“Daddy,” Scorpius screamed when Harry Potter entered the room, munching on a sugar quill. Immediately Harry dropped his candy and rushed over to his son, hugging him tightly to his chest as he whispered calming words to the little blond. There was just something about seeing Harry with their kids that melted Draco’s heart and just like it did every time, there was a gentle tenderness that washed over him at the sight.
Even after all these years, Draco was still unbelievably in love with Harry.
“Er, Draco,” Harry called and stared at his husband, holding the candy bar that had started the argument between their two sons. He glanced down at the chocolate and back at the blond before he set his jaw as if he had come to a decision.
This did not bode well.
“Yes,” Draco answered, hoping that his voice sounded sultry enough to distract his husband. Judging from the look on Harry’s face, he added pouty lips and batted his eyelashes for good measure.
“Dray,” Harry whispered and the intensity in the tone made the blond shiver and cling to his little Harry Potter look-a-like in a protective way. No one was fooled. They all knew that Draco was using his son as a shield against his husband. “Our boys are fighting over this chocolate bar.”
Looking at all possible exits, Draco saw the dangerous glint in his husband’s green eyes as he slowly moved closer. “Yes,” he whimpered, his voice trembling.
“A candy bar that you took a bite out of,” Harry declared, holding up the candy in question.
“What? I don’t know what you’re-”
“The boys are watching,” Harry cut in and smirked-a wicked smirk that did not make Draco want to melt into a puddle.
Before Draco had even realized he had been backing away, his husband had him pinned to the wall. “You have chocolate on your bottom lip,” Harry murmured and licked-he licked-the spot of chocolate off of the blond’s mouth. To the boys, Harry called over his shoulder, “What do you think Dad’s punishment should be for lying.”
Draco glanced over his husband’s shoulder to see his two boys huddled on the floor, combining their separate candy piles and ignoring their fathers.
“I think it should be a spanking,” Harry said against his husband’s lips before delving his tongue inside.
Draco groaned.
Before they made their way up the stairs, Draco made sure to pocket the candy bar that started all of it.
"Looking forward to it."
Author: thenerd1026
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 680
Warnings: None
Summary: Some people in the Malfoy-Potter household like their candy...a little too much.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. This was strictly for fun, not profit. :)
Albus was ready to fight. Ducking his head like he was going to charge hihis target-reminiscent of an angry bull-the green-eyed boy snarled and gnashed his teeth.
Well, maybe he was less of a bull and more like a werewolf, Draco surmised as he watched the little boy bite at thin air, clutching his stash of candy close to his chest.
“Mine,” the Harry Potter clone growled, shoving an entire chocolate frog into his mouth and swallowing it without chewing. “You’re trying to steal my candy,” he accused the other boy on the floor.
“I am not,” Scorpius shrieked in outrage, chewing daintily on a gummy newt.
“Are too,” Albus countered and gestured to a Honeydukes chocolate bar. “That’s mine and you took a bite out of it.”
“No, I didn’t,” the little blond drawled complete with a perfectly arched brow. “That was you, Alby.”
“Yes you did!” Albus screeched and jumped to his feet. “You took a bite out of MY chocolate with your big, fat mouth.”
Candy forgotten, Scorpius scowled at his brother and rolled his eyes. “Stop acting like a hippogriff,” he retaliated, his attitude would make any Malfoy proud-even a Malfoy-Potter.
Alby, face red and tears clinging to his thick eyelashes, stomped his foot and crossed his arms over his chest. “You’re lying,” he cried.
“Am not!”
“Are too!”
“Take that back, Alby!”
“Make me!”
“I will!”
Albus wiped his damp cheeks and searched the room for backup. “Dad,” he shouted and ran to Draco, rubbing his wet nose against his father’s trousers.
“Daddy,” Scorpius screamed when Harry Potter entered the room, munching on a sugar quill. Immediately Harry dropped his candy and rushed over to his son, hugging him tightly to his chest as he whispered calming words to the little blond. There was just something about seeing Harry with their kids that melted Draco’s heart and just like it did every time, there was a gentle tenderness that washed over him at the sight.
Even after all these years, Draco was still unbelievably in love with Harry.
“Er, Draco,” Harry called and stared at his husband, holding the candy bar that had started the argument between their two sons. He glanced down at the chocolate and back at the blond before he set his jaw as if he had come to a decision.
This did not bode well.
“Yes,” Draco answered, hoping that his voice sounded sultry enough to distract his husband. Judging from the look on Harry’s face, he added pouty lips and batted his eyelashes for good measure.
“Dray,” Harry whispered and the intensity in the tone made the blond shiver and cling to his little Harry Potter look-a-like in a protective way. No one was fooled. They all knew that Draco was using his son as a shield against his husband. “Our boys are fighting over this chocolate bar.”
Looking at all possible exits, Draco saw the dangerous glint in his husband’s green eyes as he slowly moved closer. “Yes,” he whimpered, his voice trembling.
“A candy bar that you took a bite out of,” Harry declared, holding up the candy in question.
“What? I don’t know what you’re-”
“The boys are watching,” Harry cut in and smirked-a wicked smirk that did not make Draco want to melt into a puddle.
Before Draco had even realized he had been backing away, his husband had him pinned to the wall. “You have chocolate on your bottom lip,” Harry murmured and licked-he licked-the spot of chocolate off of the blond’s mouth. To the boys, Harry called over his shoulder, “What do you think Dad’s punishment should be for lying.”
Draco glanced over his husband’s shoulder to see his two boys huddled on the floor, combining their separate candy piles and ignoring their fathers.
“I think it should be a spanking,” Harry said against his husband’s lips before delving his tongue inside.
Draco groaned.
Before they made their way up the stairs, Draco made sure to pocket the candy bar that started all of it.
"Looking forward to it."