Of Parenting and Wings

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Lucius set his book aside and ran a hand through Harry’s hair where the brunet’s head rested on his shoulder. “Harry, let’s get under the covers properly and go to sleep.”

There was no response.

“Harry?” Lucius asked, shifting. He felt Harry’s fangs slide out of his shoulder where the brunet had apparently fallen asleep while drinking his blood. He cast a quick spell instants before he felt Harry’s head turn back toward him and fangs slid in a little way further down. “Are you biting me in your sleep?” He asked in annoyance.

“Mm.” Harry hummed, barely awake.

Lucius sighed. “Don’t fall asleep with your fangs in me; it’s bad form.” He chastised.

Harry sucked some more and tried to mumble around the flesh in his mouth.

“Pull your mouth off me to speak, Love.” Lucius told him, holding back laughter.

Harry gave one last suck, licked the wounds closed and pouted up at Lucius. “I can’t help it! I crave your blood lately and it soothes me. Makes it easier to sleep.”

Lucius sighed. “Maybe I should fill a bottle with blood each night for you.” He muttered.

Harry perked up. “Could you?” He asked in interest.

Lucius sighed. “I was being facetious, but I could.” He allowed.

“That would be nice. I think I’d like that.” Harry murmured.

“Then I suppose that’s what I’ll do.” Lucius said wryly.

“Thank you.” Harry said, pressing a kiss to his shoulder before sliding down under the covers and closing his eyes. “Good night.”

Lucius got comfortable, smiling indulgently. “Good night, Love. Sleep well.”

*****

“I want watermelon.” Harry said to himself. He got up and waddled to Lucius’ study from the parlour. “Lucius.” He said.

Lucius hummed in question.

“I want watermelon.” Harry said firmly.

Lucius looked up, setting his quill down. “Watermelon?” He asked.

“Yeah.” Harry took the seat in front of the fire. “Watermelon.”

Lucius frowned. “Love, watermelon is not in season right now.” He tried to reason with his very pregnant—and somewhat volatile—mate.

Harry frowned and looked Lucius straight in the eye. “I. Want. Watermelon!” He snapped.

Lucius cleared his throat, standing up. “Yes, Darling, anything you want. I’ll be back shortly.” He laid a kiss on Harry’s lips before standing and Apparating away.

Harry smiled and leaned back in his chair.

Lucius was a wonderful mate. Harry knew he’d soon have his watermelon, out of season or no.