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Title: Pouty Breath
Rating : PG-13
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lilyseyes
Word Count: 100x3
Challenge: 161: Household Chores
Warnings: *Implied Mpreg, fluff*
Disclaimer: JKR owns the Potterverse – I just play in it. No money is made from these amateur works.
Summary: Glimpses life with the Potter-Snape family. Another in the Breathe Series
Thanks to the slash chat ladies for the once over ~ *smooches*
For Raki andrakina you are in my thoughts.
Sevvy scampered up the steps, Dragon tucked under his arm. Daddy said he had to pick up his toys if he wanted his sweet af'er dinner. And Sevvy knew Daddy'd made 'take!
Putting Dragon on his big-boy bed, Sevvy looked around to make sure everyt'ing was in its 'pe'tial place. He liked when his t'ings were where they were 'pused to be. Papa said it meaned he was or'dani'zed, just like Papa was. Daddy was always helpin' Dobby and 'treacher 'teep the house 'tlean.
Looking at Lulu's things, Sevvy sighed, wishing she was old enough to pick up her toys.
"Come, my little princess, you are big enough to help, too."
Laurel looked up at Daddy with a frown. She was bus'de petting the 'titty!
Daddy smiled as he lift'd 'titty off her lap. "Sevvy has to pick-up his toys so that he can have some cake after dinner, and I think you are old enough to at least take Unicorn up to your room for me."
Laurel drabbed Uni'torn and held him up for Daddy to take upstairs for her, but Daddy just pointed at the 'tairs. Sighing, Laurel slid off the 'touch.
Maybe gettin' bid'er wasn't so good.
Harry shook his head as his daughter trudge up the stairs, biting his lip to keep from smiling. It seemed Laurel was less enthusiastic about helping than Sevvy was, but Harry refused to let the house-elves pick-up the children's toys.
Strong arms slid around his waist and Harry leaned back into his husband, allowing his smile to emerge.
"Why are you frowning, beloved?"
"Our daughter is attempting to emulate a Malfoy."
A soft snort tickled his ear before teeth nipped his earlobe. "Little Severus will sort her out, he's inherited my superb organizational abilities."
It was Harry's turn to snort.
Rating : PG-13
Author:
lilyseyesWord Count: 100x3
Challenge: 161: Household Chores
Warnings: *Implied Mpreg, fluff*
Disclaimer: JKR owns the Potterverse – I just play in it. No money is made from these amateur works.
Summary: Glimpses life with the Potter-Snape family. Another in the Breathe Series
Thanks to the slash chat ladies for the once over ~ *smooches*
For Raki and
rakina you are in my thoughts.Sevvy scampered up the steps, Dragon tucked under his arm. Daddy said he had to pick up his toys if he wanted his sweet af'er dinner. And Sevvy knew Daddy'd made 'take!
Putting Dragon on his big-boy bed, Sevvy looked around to make sure everyt'ing was in its 'pe'tial place. He liked when his t'ings were where they were 'pused to be. Papa said it meaned he was or'dani'zed, just like Papa was. Daddy was always helpin' Dobby and 'treacher 'teep the house 'tlean.
Looking at Lulu's things, Sevvy sighed, wishing she was old enough to pick up her toys.
"Come, my little princess, you are big enough to help, too."
Laurel looked up at Daddy with a frown. She was bus'de petting the 'titty!
Daddy smiled as he lift'd 'titty off her lap. "Sevvy has to pick-up his toys so that he can have some cake after dinner, and I think you are old enough to at least take Unicorn up to your room for me."
Laurel drabbed Uni'torn and held him up for Daddy to take upstairs for her, but Daddy just pointed at the 'tairs. Sighing, Laurel slid off the 'touch.
Maybe gettin' bid'er wasn't so good.
Harry shook his head as his daughter trudge up the stairs, biting his lip to keep from smiling. It seemed Laurel was less enthusiastic about helping than Sevvy was, but Harry refused to let the house-elves pick-up the children's toys.
Strong arms slid around his waist and Harry leaned back into his husband, allowing his smile to emerge.
"Why are you frowning, beloved?"
"Our daughter is attempting to emulate a Malfoy."
A soft snort tickled his ear before teeth nipped his earlobe. "Little Severus will sort her out, he's inherited my superb organizational abilities."
It was Harry's turn to snort.
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