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With Teddy Lupin came chaos. At least, that’s what Draco fully believed. When the kid came through the Manor floo with Potter, Draco heard him before he saw him.
“Eeeeeeee!” Teddy screeched. “Dracooooooooo.”
The blond wizard looked up from the table in the formal dining room, where he was hollowing out a quaffle with his wand. His name sounded like an echo, which meant Teddy was close enough. Moving from the table, he positioned himself to the right of the entryway, knowing he wouldn’t immediately be seen. Sure enough, when Teddy barreled into the room, he came to a stop abruptly. Draco watched as the kid’s hair began darkening as confusion settled.
“Got you!”
Teddy squealed and let out a peal of laughter when Draco swooped in and snagged him, throwing him up in the air. As if on instinct, Teddy’s hair lightened, this time to match his cousin’s platinum-blond hair.
“Well, that’s a first.” Harry leaned against the wall near the entrance to the dining room, red and gold fabric settled around him. His goggles were perched on his head and he held an older broomstick model in hand.
“What is?” Draco lifted an eyebrow. He turned his attention back to Teddy. “You’re getting too big for me to do that.”
“Use magic,” he said as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“You catching the snitch,” Harry said with a smirk. “Pretty sure that’s a first.”
Draco’s eyes narrowed. He set Teddy back on the floor and set his sights on the bespeckled man. He towered over Harry, eyebrows drawn in. “Is that so, Potter?”
“Yeah,” he responded airily. “It is.”
“Well, let me tell you —”
Harry cut off him, a fist reaching out and grabbing onto the refitted Slytherin kit to pull Draco down for a heated kiss. The broomstick clattered onto the ground.
Draco backed away first. “There is a child in the room.”
“Nothing he hasn’t seen before,” Harry said cheekily. “Right, Teddy?”
But said child wasn’t even paying attention to them. He was instead at the table, kneeling on a chair, and poking at the quaffle. “Draco, this is so cool!”
Before Draco walked toward him, he leaned down to Harry. “I think this snitch was worth waiting to catch.”
Harry laughed loudly and went to see what would be their candy-holder for Halloween. As the night wore on, Harry mused at how great it was that the Muggle tradition of trick-or-treating came to the Wixen world. Teddy was beside himself, swinging between Harry and Draco when he wasn’t racing from storefront to storefront.
“My-o!” Teddy yelled out his name for Hermione when they turned the corner from Diagon Alley. Knowing he’d be safe, both men let go of his hands and let him run to the witch. By the time they reached the two, Hermione was crouched in front of Teddy, pressing smooches on his cheek. He said again, “My-oooooooo.”
“You’re just so adorable, Teddy! Look at you!”
“I’m a snitch!”
“You are,” she said. “And snitches—”
“Get stitches?” Harry laughed.
Draco smirked. “Are bit—”
“Bite your tongue, Draco Malfoy,” Hermione cut him off with a glare. “Snitches get candy. ” She ruffled Teddy’s turquoise hair. “I have cauldron cakes inside for my favorite costumes.”
Teddy wasted no time in racing into the apothecary, already knowing it like he lived there. Sometimes, he practically did.
“Boys,” Hermione said warily. “Honestly.”
“Sorry!” But Harry didn’t sound sorry at all. Draco didn’t apologize with words, but with a melding of their mouths instead. Harry rolled his eyes at them, nudging them when they didn’t stop for a bit. “I’m sure Teddy is waiting inside.”
As if on cue, a crashing sound came from inside the shop. The three adults ran in to find a small pile of books on the floor and Teddy standing them in gold-socked feet. It was Draco who raised an eyebrow at him in question.
“My wings did it!”
“Oh, did they?” Draco grabbed him and flung him up onto his shoulders. Teddy laughed loudly, a joyous sound that wrapped around all of them.
“I’m flying! Like a snitch!”
Hermione couldn’t stop the giggle that erupted from her mouth. “Draco, you caught a snitch! It’s about time.”
“Comedians, the both of you,” Draco said dryly. He glanced upwards and his face relaxed into a smile when he saw Teddy. “Worth it.”
Letting go of one of Teddy’s hands, he playfully pinched one of his feet. When their eyes met, they seemed to have a silent conversation. Teddy nodded and leaned down to grasp Draco under his chin. Then with a quick lunge, Draco snagged the quaffle — now full of candy and chocolate frogs and all other sorts of sweets.
“Hey!”
Draco sent a wink to Hermione. “Bring some cauldron cakes home, love.”
And then they disappeared with a crack of apparition, their laughter still echoing in the apothecary.
“The candy,” Harry moaned.
Hermione laughed and swished her wand through the air toward the door, shutting it and locking it. A few quick noxes toward the lights left them in darkness, outside sources barely coming through the window coverings.
“Come on,” Hermione said as she made the remaining cauldron cakes float into a box. “Let’s go to our boys.”
Harry wrapped an arm around her waist and waited until she shrunk the box of cakes. He shook the broom in his hand. “Want a nighttime ride instead?” His lips were turned up in a teasing grin.
“I will leave you here, Harry Potter. I will leave you here and go spend time with the people who don’t try to kill me with brooms. ”
“Sure you will, Hermione. Sure.”
With another crack, the couple disappeared and the apothecary lay silent for the rest of the night.