You’re ok, shhh, it’s ok.” Atlas continued to whimper softly, Harry breathing in her terrified pheromones and trying to exude peace and calm to settle her. Unfortunately, Atlas was buried beneath the rubble of the fallen tower, her fearful screech making Harry’s blood run cold, “Atlas!” he shouted, digging her out of the blocks and scooping the crying Little into his arms, “Oh, Attie, I’m so sorry. However, as is the nature of such games, Harry should have anticipated the inevitable collapse, but just as he was adding a block at his eye level, the entire tower trembled and fell. At some point the tower became so tall Harry had to stand to continue adding blocks, and Atlas screamed in delight each time the tower didn't fall. Together she and Harry built a walled-in city surrounded by squared turrets, at the center of which was a tall Repunsul-esque tower teetering dangerously over the small city. Given all of the options of toys to play with, Atlas gravitated to the shape-shifting blocks. Once the professor had collected the Pets, she came and took Draco’s hand to lead him to the pitch as Harry and Atlas went to have some father-daughter time in their dorm. “Yeah baby, we can have some Daddy and Attie time, how’s that sound?” Harry mirrored the Little’s smile as she nodded excitedly. Once Draco had let go, Harry looked down at Atlas who was watching with a big smile, “Attie, baby, do you want to go play outside with Draco or do you want to stay in with Daddy for a while?”Ītlas cocked her head like a puppy in thought, then pointed between herself and Harry, “Me an’ Daddy?” “Yes! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Draco wrapped his arms tight around Harry’s neck, nearly strangling him, but all Harry could do was laugh at the Little’s enthusiasm. “As long as you promise not to be too much trouble for Professor Grubbly-Plank, then yes, you can go.” Draco squealed, bouncing in his seat in happiness, “But, you need to be back by 9:00 so we have time to get ready to leave, okay?” “Yes! Daddy, please! Can I go flying with professor? Please?” Draco begged with his big doe eyes, lips in a pathetically adorable pout, and Harry’s heart couldn’t say no. As the little family was finishing their breakfast, the professor approached Harry and asked if they would like to join her and the pets on the quidditch pitch for a stretch before heading home. Harry had opted to take the Three Broomsticks floo home so he didn’t have to sit on a long train ride with two restless Littles and he wasn’t that surprised to find Greg and Micheal would also be flooing home with Professor Grubbly-Plank as an escort. Harry found himself sat between his Littles enjoying the flurry of excited movements around him, his own heart warm with anticipation to see his family later. The next morning was as chaotic as any travel day with students rushing from dorms to breakfast, seeking out last goodbyes to friends, and trying to grab something to eat before the train left at 9:00. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 50,360 Chapters: 9/13 Comments: 52 Kudos: 186 Bookmarks: 36 Hits: 6,169 Background Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley.Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings.
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