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By DaisyErina

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A Thousand Years - Draco
Loving You Is Fun - George
A/N
Ron - I Can Love You Better
Neville - How I Met Your Mother
Harry - You Belong With Me
Draco - Love Conquers All
Ron - It's a Date
Harry - No One Wants Her
Fred - Dear Diary
Fred - Happy Christmas
Harry - Don't Go Breaking Her Heart
Fred - The Death Eater
Harry - She's Such an Outsider
Draco - Love Me or Hate Me
Harry - Nobody's Perfect
Hermione - Witches
PLEASE READ
Draco - Desire
Oliver - Fly Away
Neville - As The World Falls Down
THANK YOU
Harry - Kiss Me
Harry - The Day We Wed
Harry - Rescue Me
Harry - Together Forever
Draco - I Choose You
Draco - Two of a Kind
READ
Hermione - Aguamenti
Draco - Changes - Trans!reader
Harry - Nurturing
REQUESTS OPEN
Draco - The Girl Who Lived
Notice
Harry - K-K-Kiss Me
Requests
Ron - Speak Now
Draco - Love Story
Harry - Lady Love
Harry - Something Better
Snape - Long Lost Love
PSA
NEWS
News

Draco - Daddy's Little Princess

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By DaisyErina

Daddy's Little Princess
Request for Valdezzzing
"Can you write me one with Draco, then, if it's alright?
Please just make it a happy one. Thanks a lot. :)"

You stirred into consciousness as sunlight streamed through the window, muffled by the light colored curtains. A soft groan slipped through your lips as you turned and snuggled into the bundle of warmth beside you. A tall, shirtless blond wrapped his strong arms around you, pulling you closer to his chest so you could bury your face in his neck.
Draco grunted, signaling that he was waking up. You tiredly glanced up at him, gently pressing a kiss to his chin. He smiled tiredly, nudging his head on yours. He moved one hand up to rest on your cheek, brushing his thumb over your soft skin. His fingers slid down to your chin, tilting your face up to meet his. He leaned in and kissed you sweetly, his mouth moving perfectly against yours.
Just as you pulled him closer, a gurgle came through the speaker on the baby monitor that sat on the bedside table, alerting you that your child had awoken.
"I'll get her," you offered, pecking your husband's lips once more before slipping out of bed. You pulled on a pair of shorts and one of his tank tops and headed down the hall to the nursery.
There you found your six-month-old daughter lying in her crib, gurgling as she struggled to understand what had woken her. You smiled fondly, reaching in and taking her in your arms, cradling her to your chest. You then walked back into your bedroom, sitting on the bed beside Draco as your daughter smiled up at him.
"Hey, princess," he cooed softly, taking her from your arms. He held the back of her head and torso, resting her on his lap. You rested your head on his shoulder, your eyes darting between the two of them. You reached out a hand to brush against (daughter/n)'s cheek, making her turn her attention to you. Your fingers danced down to her ribs, tickling them gently, earning a toothless giggle.
"Hey," Draco murmured, placing a finger on her lip to look at her gums. "I see something."
You followed his gaze and spotted a speck of white inside (d/n)'s mouth. "She's getting a tooth!"
As though your statement made her realize it herself, her face contorted into one of concern and soft cries fell from her lips.
"Poor thing," you cooed, leaning down to kiss her forehead. "I'll get her teething ring."
Teething supplies were a gift from Narcissa when you had your baby shower all those months ago. You greatly appreciated mothers attending your party; they could offer advice and brought the lesser thought of presents and it was nice to have their support.
You fetched one of the rings from the freezer as well as a green onion from the fridge. Your mother had said that you gnawed on raw onion when you were teething because it was a natural soother. (1)
With haste, you returned to the bedroom, not wanting your daughter to suffer any more than she had to. You sat beside Draco on the bed and offered her the frozen ring first, knowing that the frost would numb her gums and alleviate the pain. She took it gratefully, opening and closing her jaw around the frozen plastic toy. Her icy blue eyes gazed up at you, wide with wonder and love. You smiled and rested your head on Draco's shoulder.
"She has your eyes," you told him.
He kissed your head. "And your hair."
A patch of (h/c) fuzz decorated your daughter's head, framing her face and giving her more personality. You leaned down to kiss her forehead, earning a soft smile from her toothless mouth.
Grabbing the frozen ring in her tiny hand, she flung out her arm and tossed it aside. Her face contorted in pain once more as she realized that the toy she had discarded was the only thing making her happy.
You offered her the onion, which she held in one hand and stared at intently. She experimentally held it to her open mouth, simultaneously chewing on it and her fist. When she finally maneuvered her hand to only chew on the onion strands, she made happy gurgling noises as the juice of the onion soothed her sore gums.
Draco passed her bundled body to your arms so he could slip out of bed and saunter across the hall to the bathroom. You propped the pillows up against the headboard and leaned back against them, sitting up and cradling (d/n) in your arms. You cooed softly at her, kissing her face while she sucked on the onion.
When your husband returned, you laid your daughter atop the blankets and got up, returning to her nursery to rummage through the clothing you had acquired for her. You selected a white onesie that pictured a pink and gold crown on the front, because she was Draco's little princess.
You headed back to your room and held your daughter, unzipping her current onesie and pulling it from her limbs. There was a bit of a struggle getting her to let go of the onion she was gnawing on long enough to pull off her sleeve, but she immediately latched back onto it when you let her have her hand back. Once that outfit was off, you tossed it into the hamper of dirty clothes and pulled the fresh clothes over her legs and torso, struggling once again to get her hand away from the onion.
With her freshly dressed, you picked her up and sat between Draco's legs, leaning your back into his chest. He wrapped one arm around your waist, the other reaching out to brush his hand against (d/n)'s cheek. You spent the better part of the morning like that, holding your two most beloveds in your arms.


(1) With help from my mother who knows all about baby stages. My older brother chewed on onions when he was teething.Daddy's Little Princess
Request for Valdezzzing
"Can you write me one with Draco, then, if it's alright?
Please just make it a happy one. Thanks a lot. :)"

You stirred into consciousness as sunlight streamed through the window, muffled by the light colored curtains. A soft groan slipped through your lips as you turned and snuggled into the bundle of warmth beside you. A tall, shirtless blond wrapped his strong arms around you, pulling you closer to his chest so you could bury your face in his neck.
Draco grunted, signaling that he was waking up. You tiredly glanced up at him, gently pressing a kiss to his chin. He smiled tiredly, nudging his head on yours. He moved one hand up to rest on your cheek, brushing his thumb over your soft skin. His fingers slid down to your chin, tilting your face up to meet his. He leaned in and kissed you sweetly, his mouth moving perfectly against yours.
Just as you pulled him closer, a gurgle came through the speaker on the baby monitor that sat on the bedside table, alerting you that your child had awoken.
"I'll get her," you offered, pecking your husband's lips once more before slipping out of bed. You pulled on a pair of shorts and one of his tank tops and headed down the hall to the nursery.
There you found your six-month-old daughter lying in her crib, gurgling as she struggled to understand what had woken her. You smiled fondly, reaching in and taking her in your arms, cradling her to your chest. You then walked back into your bedroom, sitting on the bed beside Draco as your daughter smiled up at him.
"Hey, princess," he cooed softly, taking her from your arms. He held the back of her head and torso, resting her on his lap. You rested your head on his shoulder, your eyes darting between the two of them. You reached out a hand to brush against (daughter/n)'s cheek, making her turn her attention to you. Your fingers danced down to her ribs, tickling them gently, earning a toothless giggle.
"Hey," Draco murmured, placing a finger on her lip to look at her gums. "I see something."
You followed his gaze and spotted a speck of white inside (d/n)'s mouth. "She's getting a tooth!"
As though your statement made her realize it herself, her face contorted into one of concern and soft cries fell from her lips.
"Poor thing," you cooed, leaning down to kiss her forehead. "I'll get her teething ring."
Teething supplies were a gift from Narcissa when you had your baby shower all those months ago. You greatly appreciated mothers attending your party; they could offer advice and brought the lesser thought of presents and it was nice to have their support.
You fetched one of the rings from the freezer as well as a green onion from the fridge. Your mother had said that you gnawed on raw onion when you were teething because it was a natural soother. (1)
With haste, you returned to the bedroom, not wanting your daughter to suffer any more than she had to. You sat beside Draco on the bed and offered her the frozen ring first, knowing that the frost would numb her gums and alleviate the pain. She took it gratefully, opening and closing her jaw around the frozen plastic toy. Her icy blue eyes gazed up at you, wide with wonder and love. You smiled and rested your head on Draco's shoulder.
"She has your eyes," you told him.
He kissed your head. "And your hair."
A patch of (h/c) fuzz decorated your daughter's head, framing her face and giving her more personality. You leaned down to kiss her forehead, earning a soft smile from her toothless mouth.
Grabbing the frozen ring in her tiny hand, she flung out her arm and tossed it aside. Her face contorted in pain once more as she realized that the toy she had discarded was the only thing making her happy.
You offered her the onion, which she held in one hand and stared at intently. She experimentally held it to her open mouth, simultaneously chewing on it and her fist. When she finally maneuvered her hand to only chew on the onion strands, she made happy gurgling noises as the juice of the onion soothed her sore gums.
Draco passed her bundled body to your arms so he could slip out of bed and saunter across the hall to the bathroom. You propped the pillows up against the headboard and leaned back against them, sitting up and cradling (d/n) in your arms. You cooed softly at her, kissing her face while she sucked on the onion.
When your husband returned, you laid your daughter atop the blankets and got up, returning to her nursery to rummage through the clothing you had acquired for her. You selected a white onesie that pictured a pink and gold crown on the front, because she was Draco's little princess.
You headed back to your room and held your daughter, unzipping her current onesie and pulling it from her limbs. There was a bit of a struggle getting her to let go of the onion she was gnawing on long enough to pull off her sleeve, but she immediately latched back onto it when you let her have her hand back. Once that outfit was off, you tossed it into the hamper of dirty clothes and pulled the fresh clothes over her legs and torso, struggling once again to get her hand away from the onion.
With her freshly dressed, you picked her up and sat between Draco's legs, leaning your back into his chest. He wrapped one arm around your waist, the other reaching out to brush his hand against (d/n)'s cheek. You spent the better part of the morning like that, holding your two most beloveds in your arms.


(1) With help from my mother who knows all about baby stages. My older brother chewed on onions when he was teething.

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