Draco woke up to an incredibly bouncy four year old boy. He opened one of his eyes and Harry was staring back at him very excitedly.

          "Dwaco." He whispered to Draco. "It's Chwistmas." He told Draco who smiled slightly. He leaned closed and pulled the boy closer to his chest.

          "I guess it is. Do you want to open presents?" He asked the little boy who wriggled out of his grip.

          "Pwesents?" Harry inquired.

          "Yes presents cutie, you get gifts on Christmas."

          "Yeah?" Harry questioned and Draco nodded. He sat up and pulled Harry closer to him so he could tickle the little boy. Harry let out a surprised shriek and laughed loudly.

          "Yes sweet boy. We're gonna open gifts and then we'll get ready for the day, okay?" Draco tickled under Harry's chin and he giggled.

          "Okay Dwaco. What awe doing today?" He asked and Draco moved Harry so he could get up.

          "Well people are coming here to be with us but don't worry, I will not leave your side." Draco got out of his bed and Harry nodded.

          "Okay." Harry agreed. Draco nodded and summoned his brush. He brushed Harry's mop of hair and Harry shed a few tears, like always, from the pain of the knots. Draco kissed his cheek in apology and then picked the little boy up. He swung him on his hip and they proceeded out of the room to meet his parents in the family room. "Dwaco?"

          "Yes Harry?" Draco looked down at the little boy who put his head on Draco's shoulder.

          "I wuv you." He said and Draco grinned slightly kissing Harry's head.

          "I love you too sweet boy."

          They made their way to the family room where Narcissa and Lucius were waiting. There was a big tree and under it had more than a hundred gifts underneath it.

          "Whoa!" Harry gasped.

          "Harry dear, the ones on the left are for you and Draco's, yours are on the right." Draco noticed that the left favored more gifts so he smiled at his parent's generosity.  Draco placed Harry down.

He looked up at Draco uneasy but it was soothed when Draco grabbed his hand and walked him over to the presents. Draco sat Harry down and took a seat next to him on the floor. He handed Harry a gift and the little boy looked at Draco very innocently.

          "I nevew opened a gift befowe." He told Draco who gave a small sad smile.

          "It's okay sweetie, just tear into it." Draco explained and Harry nodded. He ripped open the gift gently and marveled at the first present. It was one of Draco's favorite books growing up, not his edition of course, but a newer copy.

          "Can you wead this to me tonight?" He asked Draco who dropped a kiss on his head.

          "Of course little prince but now you gotta open all of these. Don't be shy, we'll clean up the mess."

          Harry took that into consideration and quickly opened all of his gifts which happened to come out of the count of 67. He received more books, some plushy items he didn't have, some baby outfits for his dolly that he carried around, new outfits for himself for when he aged older and they even purchased him a beginner's broom.

          Harry's favorite though, was a dragon tooth necklace that was given to him by Draco. Harry hugged both of Draco's parents and thanked them for his gifts telling him he 'wuved' them.

          Draco thanked his parents for his own gifts as well. He received more books from his favorite author, some new clothes, accessories for his everyday needs, and a ring from his father's side.

          He picked Harry up who had been playing with his stuffed unicorn plushy and brought him to their room so he could get ready for the day. He dressed Harry in very formal Malfoy crested robes and fixed his hair spelling it to stay the way he wanted it.

          He also noticed Harry was blinking a lot so he asked him what was wrong.

          "My eyes huwt." He exclaimed.

          "Are your eyes fuzzy?" Draco asked and Harry scrunched up his face.

          "Bwuwwy." He told Draco which took a second to make out that his vision was 'blurry'.

          "Okay well we can get glasses to help your eyes out." Draco picked Harry up and brought him back into their room having been in the bathroom. He placed Harry on his bed and fished in the trunk looking for Harry's glasses. He found them and placed them on the boy.  "Does that help?" He asked but Harry shook his head. Draco sighed and placed his wand up to them. "Tell me when you can see better." He told the boy. He learned this trick a while ago, it changes the prescription to benefit one's eyes. 

          "I see!" Harry gasped. Draco stopped and smiled at Harry. Now he looked like a real mini Potter.

          "Okay, it's breakfast time and then we'll need to keep ourselves busy until we have dinner because my parents are having people over."

          "Like a pawty?" He asked.

          "Something like that. They might want to meet you which is why I dressed you like that, okay?"

          "Okay." Harry grinned. He grabbed Draco's hand and they started towards the stairs.

          They ate a nice breakfast, oatmeal, waffles, bacon and eggs. Harry got nothing on his clothes which was good for Draco.

          After the meal, Draco brought Harry up to their shared room where he kept him busy but not for that long for Harry had the attention span of a four year old. But like Draco suspected, The Dark Lord wanted to see Harry.

          Draco held Harry's hand as Harry sucked his thumb to go into the meeting. Harry was also clutching his dolly to his chest as they walked in.

          When they did, nearly everyone gasped in awe at little Harry. The Dark Lord watched as they approached him. He no longer resembled a snake but an older Tom Riddle with hazel eyes and salt and pepper hair.

          "Ah this must be young Harry." He said as they stopped in front of him.

          "It is my lord.  You've been notified about what has happened?" Draco questioned.

          "Yes I have young Malfoy. Dumbledore deserves to rot in Azkaban." Voldemort hissed. Harry's hand tightened in Draco's.

          "It's okay Harry." Draco whispered. "Can you say hi to...Tom?" Draco glanced up at the Dark Lord for permission and he nodded. Harry took his thumb out of his mouth.  

"Hewwo." Harry spoke very quietly. The Dark Lord let out a laugh and grinned at Harry.

"Hello cutie, are you having a good stay at the Malfoy's?" He asked and Harry's eyes widened behind the frames.

"Yes I am!" He chirped. "I having a good time hewe. It's so nice." He gushed and Tom smiled warmly at Harry.

"Well I am incredibly happy to hear that. Have you played outside yet, today? I believe it started snowing." He asked and Harry shook his head. "I am sure that young Malfoy would be delighted to take you out."

          "Do you want to play outside Harry?" Draco questioned. Harry looked up at Draco giving him a heart melting smile.

          "We can?"

          "Yes we can, we just gotta change into more appropriate clothes."

          "Okay!" Harry grinned. He thrusted his arms up so Draco could lift him which he did. "Bye-Bye!" He told everyone in the room.

          "Bye Harry, have fun." Tom Riddle grinned.  Draco nodded his head in goodbye and took Harry to change into other clothes.

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          They played outside until the death eaters and the Dark Lord left. Harry was exhausted so Draco let him sleep curled up on the couch sitting front of the fire in their library as he got some reading done.

          He only looked up when there was a knock at the door and his mother appeared.

"Draco, can we talk for a bit?" His mother asked and he nodded putting his book down. She approached him and sat in the arm chair next to him. "What's bothering you sweetheart?"

          "Pardon? What makes you think something is bothering me?" He asked.

          "Mother's intuition." She raised an eyebrow at him. "You've been a bit guarded since you arrived home."

          "Not you too." Draco groaned. "I haven't been guarded, Blaise said the same thing."

          "Draco, sweetheart, tell mummy what's wrong." She placed her hand on his shoulder and he sighed.

          "I'm just lonely mum. Blaise is dating Neville Longbottom and he's with him most of the time, I have Harry so it's not like I can just go off with somone, Crabbe and Goyle are too stupid for me to hang out with them, and Pansy attends Beauxbaton now." He admitted to his mother. "I just want someone to be with me and make me happy the way you make dad happy or just someone to help me out with Harry because honestly, it's more work than I thought. He only wants to be with me, gets nervous if I'm not around, he gets scared at night. He sometimes wets the bed and has nightmares of being hurt by Weasley or Granger again." He explained and then slumped down onto his seat. "I just want to be loved." He mumbled. Narcissa sighed and pulled her son into a hug. He let out a shuddering breath and hugged her tightly.

          "Draco, you're only sixteen years old. There is plenty of time to find someone to be in love with however, I do know for a fact Harry loves you very deeply. That's why he is so attached to you, you're his guardian, his savior and when he gets to be of age, he'll be incredibly thankful for all you've done." She stroked his hair. "As for Blaise, I do believe you're wee bit jealous and that's okay but don't let it come between you two. Treasure the time you can be with him. Plus sweetheart, you can always go on a date if you must."

          "But Harry doesn't trust anyone with him except for me."

          "You can go after his bedtime. You'll be aging him to eight, correct? I know Severus has the potions brewed up until fourteen. He can go to bed with you and then you can spend an hour with someone you're interested in." Draco stayed silent for a bit before pulling away.

          "That could work. His bedtime is gonna be eight so I could invite someone over for a meal or have someone just sit with him while I go out."

          "See, that's a good idea." She told him. She dropped a kiss on Draco's head. "Dinner will be ready shortly so do wake Harry." She got up and left the room. Draco glanced at Harry who was sleeping still. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to the boy's temple.

          His mother was right, Draco was Harry's everything and to him, that was payment enough.