Author's Note - Hello all! Bet you weren't expecting to hear from me again so soon. I have some news for you.
First, thank-you for helping me reach 200 reviews, you all are awesome ^_^.
Second, editing is underway and is completed for the first several chapters of this fic so, on the off chance you ever read it again, it's much more grammatically correct.
Third, and the real reason I'm here, I have a surprise for those people who wanted a sequel-it's probably not gonna happen! But! I have started something special, just for you, entitled:
No Day But Today Drabbles
It's new on my profile so it's open for you guys to check out. PLEASE, if you like the ending as is, DO NOT feel obligated to read it. I'm really paranoid about messing up a good thing but I know some people will be interested so I'm just throwing this out there. Okay? Okay.
For some of you, don't worry, The Lupin Childe is and will continue to be my main story priority for now. The next chapter (and the next one shot for that matter) is already mostly done. It's relatively long as well.
Because having chapters that are only author's notes are frowned upon, here's a sample, the first one. Enjoy,
Word Count: 202
Draco hovered over the basinet, watching the small form sleeping inside with a deep intensity. It still amazed him, how he could consider something, someone, so perfect, when they didn't belong to him. Olive toned skin and emerald eyes hidden behind closed lids made that clear, but still he watched over Cailean like an obsessive parent.
Grey eyes glanced back over his shoulder at the sleeping teen curled up on the bed and Draco smiled softly. Harry teased him about it but he new the babe's actual parent did the same-they couldn't help it. Cailean was fascinating, his whole existence was breath taking and Draco was as in love with him as much as he was with the child's father.
One day, he promised himself silently, they would be a proper family. Harry and he would marry and Cailean would be his son officially. He was certain of it.
Sighing heavily he watched as Cailean shifted, nose wrinkling in mild discomfort before he settled again, and walked over to the bed. He joined Harry in laying on top of the duvet and closed his eyes. A sleepy smile crossed his lips as he listened to the breathing of his two precious people.