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"Good bye children! Remember to listen to papa!" Harry's gorgeus fiancé said smiling to their kids, Albus and James. "Bye bye mama!" the children said and ran to their father, Harry Potter himself.

"Let's go already!" James, the older one of the two, begged. "Be patient, Jamie. I have to make sure I have everything" Harry said to the 7 years old. "I agree with James" Albus, the 5 years old, said.

"Yes! Good, small A" James cheered. "Okay, I have everything I can think of. We can go now" Harry said. "Yay!" Albus said walking to the front door, James close behind.

The family went to the park near the apartment they were living in. The children knew the park well, so they knew where to go. Harry just followed his kids smiling.

They came to the playground, the kids immidately going ro their own ways. Harry walked to a bench and sat down, searching for his children with his eyes.

He found James and thought that Albus was just behind something, so he couldn't see him. Harry found one of his chilren, and it was good enough for him. He expected his chilren to move together, like always.

Harry saw some muggle children running around. He also saw some parents sitting on benches, some running after their kids. Someone of the chilren started to cry somewhere, but it wasn't enough to get Harry's atenttion.

But one of the children was enough to earn Harry's eyes following him. The child looked awfully familiar, like he would be a mini version of someone Harry knew.

The child, in some strange way, looked like a mini Malfoy. Harry could regonize the hair everywhere. The same Malfoy, who used to be Harry's enemy. The same Malfoy, who used to be Harry's crush.

But it couldn't be. There was no way. It was just some muggle child and Harry's brain was just playing games with him.

"Dad! Do you have water?" James's voice cut off Harry's thoughts. "Oh yes, here you go, boy. Where's Albus?" Harry asked giving the vottle of water to his child. James drank some water from the bottle and shrugged. "I don't know. He ran after a butterfly, but haven't seen him sence then" James said.

Panic ran through Harry's body like a wave. Suddenly he was very aware of his surroundings and every danger that existed to hurt his kids. And then there was this mini muggle Malfoy, who seemed to be lost.

Harry quickly got up and commanded James to follow him. He went first to the mini muggle Malfoy. He knew Albus was a smart child, and could survive with out Harry keeping an eye on him 24/7.

"Hello. You look lost. I could help you find your parents" Harry offered. The child looked at Harry with confused eyes. The child seemed to be around Albus's age, maybe a few months older. Harry couldn't really tell, the sinilarity to Draco Malfoy bothering him too much.

"Dad told me not to talk to strangers, sorry" the child said after a while of silence. "My dad is not a bad guy!" James said. "Be quiet James, it's okay" Harry told his son.

"Could you describe your dad for me please?" Harry asked. Another minute of silence. "I don't think I should" the child said.

"It will be okay, I promise" Harry said. "Okay. Well, he's tall and has a blonde hair, just like me. Mum calls him Draco and he says he is 26, what ever that means" the child said.

"What's your last name?" Harry asked, just to be sure - or so he told himself.

"Malfoy" the child. This child might in fact be the next Malfoy. The child of the man Harry thought he would never see again.