De-ageing Draco

Title:De-ageing Draco

Status 6/?

Author: cathankitten

Email: cathanthekitten@yahoo.co.uk

Beta: Sandy

Rating: PG-R

Pairings: ?/?, ?/Harry, ?/Harry, ?/Draco, ?/Colin

Spoilers:possible 1-4

Warnings: | Slash| Tort | NC | Mpreg| BDSM| Inc|Ped| AU

Disclaimer:This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Summary: Draco is de-aged for a class project which leads to a shocking discovering, and the lives of many people change because of it. This is an AU story, therefore, many of the characters are going to be OOC.



+Harry's pov+

Dragon's dad left him with me and I am taking him outside to play. He is so excited about it that it's becoming very difficult to keep a hold on him. Pomfrey released him from the infirmary a while ago, and said it would be a good idea for him to go out, and have some sun. I carry him out to the grass and sit him down.

"What's this? He asks, running his hands around the grass.

"Grass, you haven't seen grass before?" I ask him.

"No. not gwass in wooms."

"Do you like it?"

"Yes it's nice," He says and lays back, rubbing his hand back and forth along it.

He sits there asking me what everything is. That face that he doesn't know what things are is very strange. I can't believe his mum would do something like this to him, but it seems true. I wonder what he's going to be like when the potion wears off.

"Hello, Harry," Ron says to me, as he sat down.

Draco looks scared, and tries to hide behind me. Ron raises his eyebrows and glares at him.

"Malfoy sure acts strange Harry," Ron says. " I don't see how you can be so nice to him, even if he is three. I think he's acting"

"Ron don't be daft, of course he's not acting, he's three." I snap at him. He's my best friend, but sometimes I don't like how he acts.

"Well things will be back to normal, after fourteen days, then you won't have to be around him" he says, and then growls at Draco.

Draco squeaks, and crawls under my robes. I can feel him shaking beside me. Ron is starting to really piss me off.

"Maybe after this is over, I will want to hang around with him. You don't know what is going on Ron. He's not going to be the same as before."

"Oh Please. I am not going to listen to this. I have better things to do." He huffs and stomps off.

I shake my head, and glare at him, as he goes off. I can't believe him sometimes. I will have to talk to him later about this, and explain things.

"Hawwy no like him," Draco says to me as he comes out from under my robe.

"He's not bad really. I will talk to him, and ask him not to be so mean. Hey why don't we go back inside and wait for your daddy?" I tell him. We have been out for a few hours, and his dad should be back soon, or maybe is already. Besides I need to find Hermione.

+ Lucius P.O.V.+

I still can't believe that bitch did this; everything seems to add up though. Thinking back now, do recall how Draco seemed to be a different person. How he was more boyish then before Narcissa took him away for six months before he in entered here

He acted so happy to see me, and even hugged me. He never did that before, never. That's when our close father/son relationship started. Draco started to idolise me then. He followed me around the entire time I was at the Mason before school. He asked me questions about myself, and what I did. He never seemed interested in that before.

I have heard people saying how I am an abusive father, who beat and torture Draco, so he does what I want him too. I never beat my child, ever. I have yelled at him when he was bad, and grounded him. I have never whipped, cursed, or threw him in a dungeon though. He's only been spanked one time by me, and that was when he was eleven and messed with my wand, after I told him several times not to touch it. I wouldn't call that abuse. Though I am sure, several people would.

We don't show affection in public, that's how we are. I know several other families that are this way. I was a Death Eater though, so people assume the worse. Now that The Dark Lord is no longer around; I think I will start showing some affection though. I really don't give a damn what they think anymore. My son is going to be seven. I will have to raise him again, without her. I will call my lawyers and get a divorce later, but now I must focus on my son.

I bought him a few clothes, but not much, as he will be older in a few days. I also got him a few toys, and games. One of them is a black stuffed dragon, with silver and green wings. His wings and head moves, and he roars. I think Draco will love it.

Here comes Potter, carrying Draco, or Dragon as he says his name is now. I will have to get him to want to be called Draco.

"Hi Daddy! " He says, and smiles at me.

"Hello, little one, I’ve got something for you."

"What? What is it?" He asks excitedly.

"I will show you, but you have to go to my chambers. I have a lot of things for you," I inform him.

Potter, brings me my son, and hands him over. "Dragon why don't you spend time with your daddy now OK?" he says

"Otay, we play latew?" He asks me, and I nod at him.

"Otay, Hawwy we play latew," My son says, and hugs Potter.

"I took him outside to play in the grass for a few hours, so he might be a little tired now. I am going to talk to Professor Snape about this assignment. I don't want to fail, but I think you should be the one spending most of the time with him. Maybe I can watch him sometimes this week, when you have things to do? He seems to like me, and is skittish of other people. He only seems comfortable around you, Madame Pomfrey, Professor Snape, and myself so far."

"No like Won Daddy," my son says to me.

"Won what?" I ask him not knowing what he is referring to.

"He means Ron, sir," Potter informs me.

"Why don't you like Ron, Son? " I ask my son.

"Because he was mean. He gwowl at me outside"

"Don't worry Dragon. Like I said before I will talk to Ron about that. He's not going to hurt you. I promise," Potter says to my son, coming over, he kisses him on the forehead, and walks off.
"I weally like Hawwy daddy, He's nice to me, " Draco tells me.

"Yes I see that. Let’s go back to my chamber so we can get you your stuff."

I take my son, to my chambers. He's talking to me about what he saw outside, and seems very excited about it. He says Potter told him he was very smart, and nice which surprises me. I didn't think he would ever tell Draco that, regardless of his age.

( Lucius's Chambers)

I sit my son down, on my bed, and tell him to close his eyes. He puts his hands over them and does so.

"OK open," I tell him as I hold his new dragon in front of him

He grabs the dragon, squealing with delight, and hugs it.

"Fow me?" He asks me.

"Yes that is your dragon. It's special just for you"

"This is a dwagon daddy?" He asks. I guess he's never seen one.

"Daddy has some more things for you. Like clothing, and games. Now daddy has a favour to ask you little one"

"What Daddy?"

"Daddy would like it very much if he could call you Draco?" I ask him.

"But sissy is Dwaco tell I am biggew," He says

"I know that, but daddy can call you both Draco. How about you are Draco, and your sissy can be Sissy Draco. Does that sound good? "

He sits there hugging his new dragon, and thinks for a few minutes.

"Otay daddy," he finally says, and then starts to lie down.

"Okay Draco, now you go to sleep," I tell him. And he does.

I am going to need Potter to watch him later. I need to get back to the Manor to confront Narcissa. I don't want to leave until after Draco's nap though. Maybe I will take one too. This has been a crazy day.