Bits and Pieces of Harry Potter
Drabble 166, September 7, 2012, Teddy, Harry
Title: Family Talks 1
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Teddy, Harry
Prompt: punishment
Drabble #: 166
Date: September 7, 2012
Word count: 336
Next pairing: Teddy, Scorpius
AN: To tired…
Had to replace this. Had an oopsies in the chapter.
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“Are you sure that daddy still loves me?” The question was muffled as Harry tugged little Teddy Lupins nightshirt down over his head.
“Yes, I’m sure he still loves you,” Harry soothed, patting his soft, blue colored hair back down. “You have no worries about that fact. He just needs to calm down because you did disobey a needed rule that keeps you safe and ruined a very important potion.”
“I know,” teddy said lowly, looking down at his feet and curled his toes in his bedding. “I just wanted to see what daddy was making this time because he’s always leaving our play to check on it.”
“Teddy, we told you the potion is a very special one for your 6th birthday and it was. Now you’ll just have to wait until your daddy makes a new batch,” Harry said, lifting his lovers child up to lay him down. Pulling the blankets up and over his tiny body, he smoothed the blankets down with a loving smile. “Now, you know why we’re so insistent on you following the rules.”
“You’re not making them just because, but because you wanna keep me safe,” Teddy said, smiling when Harry tapped his nose.
“Good boy. Now lay back and get some sleep. Tomorrow you are helping me scrub out the cauldrons as your punishment. Maybe then you’ll understand why we clean right after we brew,” Harry chuckled, watching Teddy groan.
The young man had gone into Remu’s personal lab and accidentally ruined the adoption potion that his father had been making. Teddy was old enough to consent to being adopted under the Potter name and they had been planning on surprising him on his birthday.
Once Teddy had been read a chapter in his current book, Remus came in and promised that he still loved him and was only upset that all of his work had gone to waste. Harry watched from the doorway, smiling softly at his family, before they left their child’s bedroom and heading for theirs.
Teddy wasn’t perfect, but he was theirs.