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helloooo if you’re taking prompts could i have drarry with babies ! like maybe they’re babysitting kids from the weasley family but none of the weasley members believe harry when he talks about the silly stunts draco sometimes pull to make the kids laugh

Hello I’m big dumbass and it appears that I’ve overestimated my ability to multitask so...im sorry ksdjfnfd also tHIS WAS SO CUTE AND FUN TO WRITE SO it’s getting multiple parts and nobody can stop me. Here’s day 1 <3

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“And you’re absolutely sure that you don’t mind watching over the kids?” Hermione asked for the nth time that morning.

“I told you already,” Harry said, trying to calm his best friend down. “It’ll be fine. We’ve managed before.”

“Yes, but it wasn’t all the Weasley kids before, was it?” she asked smartly, raising an eyebrow at him. “And it’s not just you I’m worried about. I know this means taking up Draco’s time as well.”

“He absolutely loves the children,” Harry grinned. “And they listen to him well enough. Now, go and enjoy Romania with the others, and you’ll see that there was nothing to worry about when you come back.”

Her gaze softened just a fraction before she threw her arms around him. “Thank you so much for doing this,” she said. “I really wish you could come with us.”

Harry couldn’t join them in visiting Charlie on this trip because of work and, while he does see the Weasleys as his family, he knew that Charlie wanted to introduce them to his boyfriend and Harry didn’t want to make the poor bloke more nervous by adding to the audience. He accidentally slipped that little bit of information the last time he visited, and Harry had managed to keep it a secret until now.

“I’ll see you in 3 days, ‘Mione,” Harry said once she finally released him.

“Kindly refrain from staining my trousers, young man,” a voice that was just loud enough to hint that he was not in his calmest moment sounded from the kitchen. Both Harry and Hermione exchanged glances for a second before breaking into huge grins. 

“Now, Victoire, do not tangle your sister’s hair- yes, darling, I know how to do a braid.”

“I believe that’s my cue to leave,” Hermione giggled. “Say goodbye to Draco for me.”

“Will do,” he smiled, waving her off before closing the door. “Draco! Do you need any help setting out lunch?”

He walked into the kitchen to see exactly 10 children running around the kitchen and sitting room, because Teddy was also present. In other words, it was a mess.

“Some help would be appreciated, yes,” Draco glared, bouncing Hugo at his hip while holding Roxanne’s hand. In Harry’s mind, however, all he could think about was how parenting looked good on his boyfriend.

“Right, I’ll cook while you settle everyone down, yeah?’ Harry offered, watching how the older kids ran around the place, teasing each other, while the younger ones were more enamored with the telly or, in Rose’s case, a book.

“Please,” Draco breathed a sigh of relief. “I don’t think it would be such a great idea to have these ones near a stove.”

Their kitchen and living room were separated by a few meters of space and a counter top with some bar stools. This meant that Harry would still be able to keep an eye on some of them while he cooked in case Draco was distracted.

And really, how could you not get distracted when there were 10 small children running about the place.

First, he sat Roxanne down in front of the telly, next to Rose, and Louis. Fred, along with Victoire and Teddy, were running around and chasing each other in a game of tag, from what Harry gathered. Silently, he thanked Draco for talking him into buying the larger flat because he knew they’d have guests over.

And, luckily for his poor boyfriend, Lucy and Dominique were happy to sit around and just talk about some topic or the other.

“What would it take to get you to calm down before lunch?” It didn’t sound like Draco was pleading. In fact, it was almost comical the way he talked and bargained with them as if they were adults.

One of the children shouted a name of some TV show Harry’s never heard of.

“Yeah!” Louis agreed. “Mama never lets me watch that show.”

Harry watched as Draco raised an eyebrow at them, each with either sheepish or devious expressions. Then, contrary to what Harry expected to happen, Draco flicked over to the requested channel and eyed the cartoon skeptically before giving them an answering shrug.

“Looks fine to me,” Draco said before handing Teddy the remote. “Lunch should be ready soon.”

It was rather amusing to see a large group of children just staring wide-eyed at a TV screen, all enamored with the storyline. 

“Uncle Draco,” a soft voice said, making Harry look back over the counter. He saw Rose tug on Draco’s arm, grabbing his attention. Draco knelt down on one knee until they were at eye-level before asking what she needed.

“I don’t really like this show,” Rose admitted, looking down. “Can you read with me instead?”

“Of course,” Draco nodded, agreeing easily. 

“I read out loud, though,” the small girl frowned before throwing a worried glance at the rest. “They might get distracted.”

“Silencing charm,” Draco shrugged. “Besides, my mother used to always read to me aloud. When I was younger, she would read me stories while I acted them out in my bedroom. Sometimes with the house elves.”

“Really?” Rose asked with wide, curious eyes. “Can you act for my story, too?”

Without missing a beat, Draco responded, “If you’d like me too.”

They moved to the other side of the sitting room before casting a silencing charm. At first, it seemed that Rose was just reading shyly, but then burst into giggles once Draco said something, his mouth moving wordlessly through the charm, before giving her a deep, dramatic bow.

He began conjuring little sets and props around them as the story progressed, even making mini snowmen dance in their flat. Harry wasn’t exactly sure what the story was, but he was pretty entertained as well. At some point, Draco even handed her a toy sword - wherever he got that from.

“Woah,” Teddy gasped, looking at the scene behind him. More props continued to be produced while Draco acted his role proudly, almost as if he were a kid again. 

One by one, the children began to direct their attention towards what was happening behind them before finally deciding to make their way over and join the pair.

Harry was quite surprised they were willing to set aside their TV show so easily, but he liked that they were all doing something together nonetheless.

“I want to be the knight!” Louis called, taking hold of another toy sword. 

“Can I be the queen?” Victoire asked, waving her hand in the air.

“I’m already the queen,” Rose said apologetically. “She’s also the narrator.”

“You can be the princess that came to stop her,” Draco offered, producing a small tiara for her to wear. By the end of it, each had their own small prop that identified their characters.

If Harry were to judge, it felt like Teddy was more in it to poke the rest around with his sword, but he wasn’t going to judge. Not his problem. 

They repeated their lines after Rose read them aloud, perched happily on her own armchair. It was quite a mess to watch, seeing them argue about how some of the action scenes should play out and be melodramatic with their roles.

“Lunch is ready,” Harry called eventually, but his words were drowned out by Fred’s shout.

“Charge, soldiers!”

Perhaps lunch could wait, Harry figured with a small grin. 

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A/N: Okay, to the others who sent me prompts, chances are they’re in queue or I couldn’t help myself and it’s getting more than 1 part because there’s no fighting the inevitable. Sorry for the wait JHSBDFJSF ALSO day 2 and 3 of this will be posted alternating with the other stories in queue.

Thanks for reading <3