I'm not entirely sure where this came from. I was just lying in bed last night trying to fall asleep and thinking about one of the other SIX stories I'm working on when this little plot bunny appeared. I couldn't resist writing it! I find fluff completely irresistable!

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"Daddy, what's a chibi?" A small voice asked from the floor.

Harry sputtered and choked on his early afternoon tea. The owner of that voice wasn't supposed to be home right now.

"Scorpius, what are you doing here?" He managed to ask with lungs burning for oxygen.

The five year old blonde just shrugged and repeated his question more forcefully, "What is a chibi?"

Harry set aside his cup before picking up the small boy and setting him on the table in front of him. "Well, why do you want to know?" He asked, toying with his son.

"Teddy's mommy called me that before she sent me through the floo." Scorpius replied. "And she had rainbow hair today!" He squealed excitedly, momentarily forgetting his question.

"Was Teddy with Aunt Dora today?" Harry asked with a small smile toward the boy's antics.

Scorpius pouted and crossed his arms over his chest. "No! He went with Uncle Remy to the book store." He seethed. "And you didn't answer my question. What is a chibi?"

"You're a chibi." He said simply.

"I know that!" Scorpius said with all the haughtiness of a Malfoy. "But what does it mean?"

Harry smiled, knowing full well that his son wasn't going to like the answer. "It means you're small and cute." He replied.

The blonde huffed and blew his fringe out of his eyes. "I am NOT cute! I'm handsome just like Papa." He said with another pout.

"Do you want to know what I think?" Harry whispered and put his forehead against Scorpius' so he could look him dead in his green flecked, gray eyes like it was some big important secret.

"Yeah." Scorpius whispered back, ecstatic over what he was about to hear.

"I think that Papa is very cute." He said, cracking a huge smile.

Scorpius pushed his dad away. "No, Papa is not cute! Papa is a man and men are supposed to be handsome!" He said sharply and slammed a hand on the table.

Harry smiled wider and pulled his son into a bone crushing hug. "Well you are not a man. You are a boy and I happen to think all three of you are just the most adorable things I've ever seen." He said against his son's temple. While said boy was trying to wriggle free of his father's grip.

Finally, Harry let him go and set him back on the table.

"James can be cute all he wants but I'm too old to be cute!" Scorpius insisted.

A laugh escaped Harry before he replied, "But James is older than you."

"Only by two minutes and he doesn't act older than me." The boy said matter-of-factly.

"Really? Because James would have just accepted that he was cute instead of whining and insisting he was a handsome young man." Harry countered. "And which one of you is always pulling pranks on us?"

Scorpius sighed. "Me. But I'm still handsome, you just said so."

Harry smiled again which quickly turned into a look of suspicion. He was about to ask his son why he was home early when there was a whoosh in the next room and a shout of, "Potter!"

The blonde boy immediately started fidgeting and refused to meet his dad's eye.

"Your son is in so much trouble!" Draco shouted, still in the other room.

"Oh so he's my son now, is he?" Harry asked, giving his son a pointed look. "Last week he was your son when he caught his first snitch."

"That's because he obviously gets his talent from me." Draco said as he walked into the kitchen. Harry clapped a hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter when he laid eyes on his husband, who was wearing pink robes.

"YOUR son managed to smuggle a bag of Weasley products in with him today. He spent fifteen minutes throwing those little squishy balls around the ministry; you know the ones that turn what ever they pop against a bright color. Before I could catch him though, he somehow got his hands on a scorpion and dropped in my boss's coffee. I'm just lucky the man can take a joke." Draco explained heatedly as he dropped into a chair.

"I had Tonks send him home so I could straighten up the mess he made. I fire-called those redheaded devils and demanded they tell me the counter spell so I could fix it but they wouldn't. When I was done with that, I went to sit in my office and this happened." He gestured to his neon pink robes and gave his son's down turned head a small glare.

"Scorpius, didn't you just get out of your grounding for the little stunt you pulled at my birthday party at the Weasleys after catching that snitch?" Harry asked him, disappointment evident in his voice.

"Maybe." The small boy mumbled.

"What and you decided you like being grounded?" He asked next.

"No, I just thought it would be funny. And the scorpion didn't sting anybody." Scorpius said quietly and finally looked up at his two disappointed fathers.

"That's not the point." Draco said as he stood up from his seat. "It could have stung someone. And aside from not being allowed around Fred and George for a while, we'll discuss the rest of your punishment after I've had a shower. All this pink is making me feel gross." He stared down at the blonde boy for a moment before giving him a small smile just to let him know his Papa still loved him.

At the doorway Draco stopped but didn't turn back around. "Next year, Potter, I get the quiet one for Take Your Child to Work Day." Then he continued on his way.

Harry looked from his husband's retreating back to his son's confused face.

"Why does Papa call you Potter sometimes?" He asked.

"Habit." Harry replied evasively.

"Nuh uh. Most of the time he calls you Harry, or love, or something mushy but he only calls you Potter when he's mad. Does Papa hate you?" Scorpius asked, fear watering his eyes.

"He used to." Harry sighed. "When we were kids."

"But daddies and papas are supposed to love each other just like mommies and daddies." The young boy stated.

"We do love each other, very much in fact. But when we were in school we weren't friends at all. We actually hated each other for a long time. Then the war ended, things changed, and we fell in love." Harry said softly. "But that's a story for another time. Ok?"

"Yeah ok." Scorpius said with a frown.

"Ok. Why don't you wake your brother up from his nap and go play before your punishment starts." Harry suggested as he stood up.

Scorpius happily hopped down from the table and ran out of the room. He came back right away though and nearly collided with his father's legs. "What Papa said before, does that mean I get to go to Hogwarts with you next year?"

Harry nodded and watched the boy happily run off. He sighed in relief that his curious son didn't have any questions after that. After all, he had a cute blonde man that needed de-stressing.

Once again, I am leaving this open for the possibility of a second part, in which case the warnings will change. Obviously it will contain steamy(literaly) shower sex between our two favorite men!

For anyone who reads Face Down, chapter 9 is still on schedule. I have my laptop and it's working fine right now so expect it sometime on Thursday.

For anyone who reads and enjoys any of my work, I'm a good eight pages into the sequel to The Fine Line. So that's at least half way done an should be up within a week, I hope. Then there are at least four other stories I'm working on. Some of them are one-shots, one will be a short mulit-chapter fic and another... well it's either going to be a reeaaaaally long one-shot or a chapter fic like Face Down. I'm already ten pages into and I can tell that that's barely a fraction of what I want to put in it. So to those of you who are loyal fans of any of my work, expect a lot coming soon.