Harry: You quit quidditch the moment you found out that I wouldn't throw the match for you, love.

"Malfoy!" Harry gritted out. "Hand over Teddy!"

Draco merely stuck out his tongue at him, and in his arms, Teddy giggled as his two 'parents' argued over him. "No! Besides, Edward likes me more!"

Harry glared at the blonde, leaning down to coo at Teddy. "You like me more, don't you, Teddy?" The half blue half blonde haired baby giggled, reaching out for Harry as the man took him from the blonde victoriously. As Harry took him into his arms, Teddy's hair morphed black to match with the former's messy bangs, the grey, Draco eyes that Teddy were sporting slowly dipped into a bright green as the boy morphed himself into a mini Harry.

"Awe." Harry cooed at the boy, cradling him in his arms. "Isn't he adorable?"

Draco scowled angrily. "Yeah, he is adorably when he isn’t sporting your cute fluffy hair and your ever so perfect emerald green eyes." The man spat, turning away.

Harry smiled fondly, nudging at Teddy and pointing at Draco. The baby understood the message, slowly changing his hair to match Draco's and his eyes became a stormy grey.

"Dwaco!" The baby cooed, reaching for the blonde. The man turned around, face lighting up in a slight smile as he grabbed Teddy back from Harry. 

“See?” Draco bragged. “He likes me more.” Cooing at the baby as Teddy giggled away, Draco headed into the kitchen, Harry sighing fondly as the man walked off. 

“Harry, mate!” Ron greeted as he apparated into the apartment, grinning. “You won’t guess what happened!” 

The boy who lived raised an eyebrow. “Um, is it something to do with Hermione?” Ever since the ginger married Hermione, she was all he ever came to talk about, and however much Harry told him yes, he was friends with Hermione and yes, she kept him updated on their relationship, the ginger would never stop talking about his beloved brunette. 

“You bet, mate! She’s pregnant!” Ron announced proudly, chest puffed. “We’re going to have a baby!” 

Harry’s face lit up. “That’s brilliant, Ron!” 

“I know!” Ron boasted, grinning. “She hasn't decided on a name if it’s a boy yet, but if it’s a girl, we’re going to name her Rose.” 

The black-haired man nodded, agreeing. “Rose is a nice name.” He commented, smiling to show that he was happy for his taller, best friend. 

“I know!”“ Ron grinned. “It feels so great- I’m going to be a father in nine months! What about you, mate? When’d ya feel ready to settle down and get a child of your own?” 

Harry sighed in contentment, listening to Draco’s coos and Teddy’s giggles from the kitchen. “I am already settled and I already have a child of my own.” He smiled, seeing Ron’s confused expression. “One day you’ll understand, mate.” He laughed, clapping the latter on the back. “Draco, I’m going out with Ron!” 

“Don’t come back too late!” 

As the two best friends left the apartment, Ron clapped Harry on the shoulder. “It’s like you two are dating, mate! ‘Don’t come back too late’? Wow.” 

Harry: just keep pushing drake—

Pansy: *barges in* what in the name of merlin are you two doing?!

Harry: I let draco borrow one of my shirts and it's too tight so i told him to just keep pushing his arm

Pansy:

Pansy: I thought you two were fu—

An edit I made from @dracopotter ‘s picture of MIsha Collins

Draco: you don't support me enough.

Dumbledore: Harry we must turn Mr.Malfoy back.

Harry: *holding a furry bundle with several bleeding bite marks on his hands*