About Two Boys: Birth
No photographs this time (at least not yet). I also have no idea where this might be going so please bear with me, at least for the moment.
About Two Boys is a series of drabbles linking Harry and Draco's lives. Each part will contain two 100-word drabbles and covers a moment in each year of their lives.
Birth
“At least its a boy. One should be grateful for small mercies.” Lucius Malfoy stared down at the mewling bundle with its screwed up face and loud piercing tears.
“I told you I would give you an heir, Lucius.” Narcissa gestured at one of the house-elves who scurried to pump up her pillows. “Now get out of my bedroom.”
With a sardonic raise of an eyebrow, Lucius gave a small laugh. “Nothing will please me more, my dear Narcissa.” He strode towards the door and gestured at the nurse. “Bring my son. I’m sure his mother needs her beauty sleep.”
*
“What are we going to call him? He was supposed to be a girl.”
Lily smiled and snuggled back against her husband as she held the baby to her breast. “You thought he was going to be a girl, which will teach you to believe in predictions and soothsayers. I, on the other hand just expected a baby.” She leaned forward and gently kissed her son on the forehead.
"But he needs a name.” James pulled back the baby blanket and with awe touched soft baby skin. The boy waved his little fist and grabbed hold of his father’s finger.
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About Two Boys is a series of drabbles linking Harry and Draco's lives. Each part will contain two 100-word drabbles and covers a moment in each year of their lives.
Birth
“At least its a boy. One should be grateful for small mercies.” Lucius Malfoy stared down at the mewling bundle with its screwed up face and loud piercing tears.
“I told you I would give you an heir, Lucius.” Narcissa gestured at one of the house-elves who scurried to pump up her pillows. “Now get out of my bedroom.”
With a sardonic raise of an eyebrow, Lucius gave a small laugh. “Nothing will please me more, my dear Narcissa.” He strode towards the door and gestured at the nurse. “Bring my son. I’m sure his mother needs her beauty sleep.”
*
“What are we going to call him? He was supposed to be a girl.”
Lily smiled and snuggled back against her husband as she held the baby to her breast. “You thought he was going to be a girl, which will teach you to believe in predictions and soothsayers. I, on the other hand just expected a baby.” She leaned forward and gently kissed her son on the forehead.
"But he needs a name.” James pulled back the baby blanket and with awe touched soft baby skin. The boy waved his little fist and grabbed hold of his father’s finger.
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