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Chapter Four: Father-Son bonding

Draco’s POV

She has some nerve; trying to say those kids are mine. So what, they have blonde hair, a lot of people do. That doesn’t make them mine. That makes them someone else’s with blonde hair. I can’t believe Hermione would try to pull something like this. This is low.

I was pacing the garden in frustration and nearly ran right over a little boy.

“’cuse me, miser,” The little boy said. I looked down at him. Was this the other one she was talking about? What did she say his name was? North, maybe?

“What are you doing out here by yourself?” I asked, looking around for Hermione.

“Uncly Harry, fell sweepers and I want to pway.” The little boy was looking up at me. “Will you pway wif me?” Will I play with him? What? Was this kid nuts? Did he think I was his Daddy? Nah, he wouldn’t have called me mister if he did. I sighed and looked around again. He didn’t need to be out here by himself and I didn’t have anything better to do. What the heck? Wasn’t like it was his fault his mother is trying to pawn him off on someone else. Why blame the kid?

“What do you want to play?” I asked him, looking down. What did kids play? I know he couldn’t play qudditch yet.

“Hide and go seek,” He answered. Wasn’t that that muggle game where one counts and the others hide? “You can be it.”

“It?” I asked. It? What is it?

“You count,” he said to me like I was stupid. I nodded.

“One, two, three,” I began, really not seeing the point in this game.

“No! You supposeded to cober your eyes,” North demonstrated, taking his tiny hands and placing them over his eyes.

“Oh,” I nodded and covered my eyes with my hands. “One, two, three…” I didn’t know how long I was suppose to count for, so I counted to ten. I put my hands down and looked around. Now was I suppose to find him? I began to look.

“HAHA! I win!” A hear his little voice yell behind me and turn to see him where I was standing. Where had he been? I shrug and walk back over to him.

“Now what?” I asked.

“You aren’t very good at this, Miser.” He said looking up at me. “Haben’t you ever pwayed beore?”

“No, I haven’t,” I shook my head. What was with the miser thing? I know it is because he couldn’t say mister, but why did he? “My name is Draco, by the way.”

“I is North.” He nodded and motioned for me to pick him up. To my surprise, I did so. “Draco, can we go get some ice ceam?” I laughed and nodded.

I took him into the kitchen and sat him down on a chair. I then walked over to the fridge and got the ice cream out of the freezer. I then walked over and got two bowls. I then dipped out the ice cream. I put whipped cream and sprinkles on mine. North wanted them on his, too, so I added it.

“Where is your sister?” I asked as I sat down at the counter.

“Mommy tooked her to get shoes.” North took a big spoon full of his ice cream.

“She doesn’t have shoes?” I asked.

“She throwed them out the window on the choo choo.” North tried to explain with a mouth full of whipped cream and ice cream.

“Why did she do something like that?” I asked, taking a tiny bite of my own ice cream.

“She is a dumby head.” I laughed at his choice of words.

“That isn’t very nice. You aren’t supposed to call people dumby heads.” I tell him and he looks at me.

“Vat is what Mommy says too.” He said. “But Ariel is a dumby head.” I just shook my head. Who was I to tell him it was wrong? Wasn’t like I was his father.

“Where is your daddy?” I asked, knowing he would say at home or went bye bye or something like that. Proof I wasn’t.

“Daddy? Mommy said we don’t have a daddy. She says we are special.” Hm, that wasn’t the answer I was looking for. That still doesn’t mean I am the father of this kid. It just means the other guy ran when he found out she was pregnant and she didn’t want to tell her kids that their father is a loser.

After we finished our ice cream I took the bowls to the sink and wet a wash cloth. I walked over to North and began to wipe off his face.

“You are very messy, Kid.” I point out as I clean his hands. He just smiled. I then helped him down from the seat.

“Draco, can you fly?” He asked.

“What do you mean? Like on a broom?”

“Uh huh. Uncy Harry tolded me he could and tolded me he would taked me flying wif him. He is sweepers through.”

“Yeah, I can fly.” I hadn’t flown in a really long time though.

“Will you take me?” His crystal blue eyes beamed up at me and I knew I couldn’t say no. I sighed.

“Sure,” I nodded. “Come on.”

After finding my broom we went back out to the garden. I mounted it and sat him in front of me.

“All right, hold on really tight now.” I instructed and waited for him to do so. After that I kicked off the ground.

Being back in the air felt alien to me. I remembered how to fly, but it had been so long since I did. After Hermione left I really didn’t do much of anything I enjoyed anymore.

“WOW!” North shouted as we got higher. “I see the tops of the trees!” I laughed as we went on and he kept pointing out stuff. “Draco, wook! Water!” He pointed and I grabbed his shirt.

“North, don’t let go of the broom!” I nearly screamed at him. He quickly grabbed the broom again.

The ride was quick. I knew if I kept him out too long that Harry might wake up or Hermione might get back and not know where he was. When we landed Harry rushed out to us.

“North! Are you ok?” He asked as he picked him up. “I was so worried.”

“I is fine, Uncy Harry. Draco tooked me flying, cause you were sweepers.” North explained to Harry and Harry looked at me for an explanation.

“He was out in the gardens and no one was with him. I didn’t think it was safe for him to the out there alone, you know? He said you were asleep and I didn’t want to wake you. He asked me to play with him and I did.” I said with a shrug.

“North, why don’t you go help Mrs.Weasley. I think she is in the living room.” North nodded and he ran off. Harry then turned to me. “So you believe he is yours now?”

“Hell no! That kid ain’t mine!” I protested. “I just didn’t want him to get hurt and I didn’t want to wake you.” Harry laughed.

“You had fun with him didn’t you?”

“Of course not. He is annoying as hell. I am so glad you are awake now. I can get back to my normal life. And get away from that irritating brat.” I said and then walked off. Looking over my shoulder I see Harry shaking his head.

I lied. I did have fun with North. He is a pretty fun kid. That does not mean he is mine though.

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