Draco
We're in Potions, like every Friday morning. Potter's sitting with the Weasel. Something's different. Something's off since the war ended. Potter's changed. More quiet, distant. I look over as I finish my potion. Potter stares at the board with a blank stare. I see Weasel doing all the work. I hear the Weasel chatting away, even though its clear Potter wasn't listening. I notice the Weasel put in a extra drop of leech juice in the potion. I look to Severus go wide eyed.
"Don't breath in the gas." He shouts as their Potion explodes. Everybody rushes to the door. I put my sleeve over my nose and mouth. Severus clears the smoke and I notice Potter missing.
"Profess-" I begin. I feel something tug on my slacks. I look down. "Oh." I crouch and pick up the baby. "Hello." The baby smiles a toothless smile and reaches for me. I lift the baby and I notice the scar. Harry Potter. He grabs my snake pendant and watches it as I stand. I watch him as I pet his black hair.
"Profess- what the fuck? Why is Malfoy holding Harry?" The Weasel shouts. Potter whimpers and I bounce him. He quietens and grips my pendant. He looks up at me and puts one hand in his mouth. I look at him and put my hand on his cheek. He looks up and pulls my pendant towards his mouth. I look up briefly to the class who either stare or argue. I look down and conjure up a bottle of milk. I change my position so I'm cradling him. I put the nipple of the bottle to his mouth and he opens his mouth. He begins to guzzle and I pull it away. He looks at me.
"If you guzzle you'll choke, remember to breath." He stretches towards the bottle and I roll my eyes. I bring it closer and he begins to drink slowly. His eyes stare up at me and I can't help but smile. I look away as someone clears their throat and I look at Severus. "I'll take him to the infirmary." I state and Severus nods. I look at Granger, who I've been on talking terms with. I walk to the door and out of the class room.
