lmao this could almost turn into a fic

I want...

(Day 7 of 30 day OTP challenge - Babies)


By the time Rose was born, Harry and Draco had been together for a couple of years and Draco’s relationships with both Hermione and Ron were amicable and even friendly. So when little Rose was born, Draco had no excuse to wiggle out of going to St. Mungo to visit them and the newest addition to their family. And oddly enough, he didn’t really want a reason not to go. 

But that didn’t mean he was not somewhat awkward when he and Harry arrived at the hospital. He was always a bit awkward around babies. And it was just extra awkward because it was a Weasley baby.

However, when Harry took Rose in his arms from a tired looking Hermione, Draco knew he’d be the next person the baby would be handed to. He tried to make a beeline towards the door, excuse ready on his lips. But Harry was faster.

“Draco, come hold her. She’s adorable!” Harry beamed at him.

“I really need to go to the loo.” Draco said, but his excuse sounded somewhat weak even to his own ears.

“You went to the loo before we left the flat. Now come here.” Harry insisted in what Draco referred to as “the authoritative” tone. 

Draco stood no chance, so he slowly moved towards Harry. When he was in arms’ reach, Harry handed him Rose gently. All eyes were on him and Draco just wanted to hand the baby back to Harry and bolt. But then Harry would be very disappointed and Draco didn’t want that. So he persevered.

Baby Rose had closed her eyes. Draco felt a bit relieved at that. Harry rearranged Draco’s hold a bit so Draco was cradling the baby lose to his chest. It wasn’t so hard. He still felt a bit awkward. But it wasn’t really as frightening as he expected.

He felt a hand on his shoulder and before he could turn to look at Harry, warm breath tickled his ear. 

“I want a baby too.”

Draco almost dropped Rose. 

“I banished you for good.”

His companion grins. “Almost. Love of a good man and all that. Though,” he drawls, pointing two fingers at Edward and lowering his thumb in a crude mimicry of a handgun, “we both know how that turned out. Yikes.”

Lost Souls Forever, by @okimi79 & @riddlelvr