No Day But Today Drabbles
Summary: As the title may suggest, these are drabbles for my story No Day But Today. Technically they can be read alone, but I wouldn't recommend it; full understanding requires reading the story. HP/DM slash. Implied mpreg. Non-magic AU.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately for me, no, I do not own Harry Potter. Lucky for you guys though. If I did my procrastination habit would never have allowed me to finish the series.
Note: This is my way of writing without having to commit to an entire story. Oh, and people were asking for a sequel and it's not likely they'll be getting one so, surprises guys. Mostly though it's the result of boredom at 2 in the morning. I don't know how these are going to turn out as generally I hate drabbles. Especially ones that are only dialogue. I don't know why. The plan is to keep these all under a thousand words.
Though none of them are in chronological order time line wise, I'm assuming now that most of these will take place after the final chapter (not necessarily the epilogue) but there very may well be "flashbacks". I'll let you know. However, I'm not completely unreasonable, and you can also request drabbles. I'll need a prompt or a title.
Word Count: 202
Draco hovered over the bassinet, 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.