I've been desperate to do this for Wizard God knows how long. This will be a collection of drabbles with Voldemort and Quirrell and their adopted child Wang Mu we see at the end of AVPSY! Most chapters be completely different situations with her as she gets older, but I'll make it clear if a certain drabble is continuous in two or three parts.

Anyway, please enjoy and review!

Disclaimer: I do not own A Very Potter Musical (Team Starkid) or Harry Potter (JK Rowling)

They were PARENTS now.

That was the only bewildering thought that kept ringing through Quirinus Quirrell's head as he cradled his and Voldemort's adopted child Wang Mu, who was wrapped up in her blanket, fast asleep. Voldemort stood by his side silently, just as overwhelmed as he was, an arm around his shoulder. Quirrell turned his head to look at him and smiled. "Well. Here's our daughter."

"I still think 'Wang Mu Quirrell' is a bit of a mouthful." Voldemort murmured back, kissing Quirrell's head.

"Better that than 'Wang Mu Riddle-Quirrell'." The ex-professor pointed out, "Poor kid. Besides, you know how the wizarding world is. They'd get a little suspicious or panicky if a young girl with Riddle as a surname showed up out of the blue."

"Suppose." Voldemort admitted grudgingly.

"Anyway, forget the name. Look at her." Quirrell beamed, still rocking her gently in his arms. "This is our girl. We have a kid now."

Voldemort nodded, sniffing a little. "Yeah. She's beautiful. Can I..." He held out his arms hesitantly, causing Quirrell to grin.

"Of course you can, idiot! You're her daddy too." He carefully passed Wang Mu over and Voldemort tentatively cradled her in his arms. His eyes were really starting to sting now as he stared down at their sleeping daughter. "Hey, Quirrell," His breath caught in his throat and he swallowed. "Who'd have thought that we'd end up here, huh?"

Quirrell laughed sweetly, wrapping his arm around his waist. "I sure didn't anticipate any of this. Sometimes I still can't believe you even came back for me."

"Squirrel, I'll regret the day I abandoned you till the time when we both die."

Quirrell chuckled a little, pecking him on the cheek. "I know. But don't worry, it's over now, and look at what we've become. Parents."

"Shit, man. This is crazy."

"You'll need to watch your language, Voldy." Quirrell teased, "We have a kid to look after. Can't have her growing up copying whatever you say, can we?"

Voldemort rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue childishly, before gently smoothing Wang's hair back. She stirred, yawning and her eyelids fluttered. "Quirrell!" He said, panicking a little, "I think she's waking up, what do I do?"

Quirrell kissed him on the cheek again soothingly. "Relax! Just watch, it's all good!"

Voldemort bit his lip nervously as their daughter opened her eyes. His green ones stared into her black ones and he waited with bated breath in case she started crying at the sight of his face. Instead her tiny hand reached up and touched his chest and she gave him a toothless grin which made his heart beat furiously. "She's smiling at me!"

Quirrell chuckled again, snuggling against his partner's shoulder. "Well why wouldn't she? She's saying hello."

Voldemort kissed Quirrell's head, breathing in his lovely clean scent and nuzzling against his dark hair. "You're adorable."

"Oh, stop, you." Came the amused yet undoubtedly pleased reply. "Here, I'll take her."

Voldemort nodded and handed her back over. Wang Mu gave a small meowing sound as Quirrell gently placed her against his chest and kissed her forehead, grinning widely. "I'm so happy right now."

"I know. Me too." Voldemort admitted softly, then pulled a face as Wang Mu suddenly began to sniffle. "Whoa, hey, she's crying. Dude, she's crying."

"Yeah, I know." Quirrell rolled his eyes, gently rocking her in his arms. "She might be hungry. Don't freak out and go get her bottle of milk. It's in the refrigerator."

Voldemort nodded, hastily turning and rushing into the kitchen. Quirrell heard him clattering about and he soon returned, hurriedly passing Quirrell the bottle. He gently teased it into Wang Mu's mouth and soon she was hungrily sucking, much to Voldemort's relief.

"Honey," Quirrell snorted, "she's a baby. She's gonna cry."

"I know, but..."

"And she'll most likely keep us up all night for the next few years, so you have to get used to it." He laughed as Voldemort noticeably paled. "Yep, we'll have to put our 'alone time' on hold for a bit."

"For years?" He croaked.

"Of course not. I don't know about you, but I'd explode." Quirrell chuckled, looking up from feeding Wang Mu, "but for a bit, at least. While she's so young. We just need to make her our priority."

"You're my priority too, y'know," Voldemort said softly, kissing him on the lips.

"Well, yeah, and you're mine." Quirrell said with a small shrug.

"No, I'm serious. I worry about you, Quirrell. And now we have a kid, well… I can't stand the idea of losing either of you."

Quirrell looked at him with a gentle smile. "I'm not going anywhere. You really need to stop panicking over me, Voldy. I mean, it's been years since...well, you know, the Azkaban incident."

"I know." Voldemort mumbled.

"And look at me!" Quirrell continued, "I'm happy, I'm back to a healthy weight, my nightmares are nowhere near as bad and I have my family with me. I'm doing pretty good for myself, dude."

That was partly true, although they both decided not to mention those kind of days, when Quirrell would stay in his room, sometimes for days on end, hiding inside his own mind after a crippling attack of PTSD. Those days were rare, but they did happen, and nothing Voldemort did helped. How could it, when he himself was basically responsible?

"You're still skinny, though." Voldemort decided to persist in an effort to calm himself down, "And you still have nightmares about once a week -"

"Voldemort." Quirrell said firmly, handing him Wang Mu's bottle as he rocked her. "You need to stop this. It's not doing you any good to keep worrying over a few details like that. Believe me when I say I'm fine, and I'm doing so much better. I mean, you can see I'm practically cured, can't you? Remember when I first got out of Azkaban and I was stuttering so much I could barely speak, and I was terrified of sleeping?"

Voldemort smirked. "I had to cuddle you all night."

He rolled his eyes. "Exactly! So please. I don't want to see you beat yourself up, especially after all this time. I never even really think about it anymore."

"But I do. I do every day. I can't help it."

"Then try to stop. Please." Quirrell looked at him pleadingly. "For me. I don't want to see you like this, Voldemort. And babies pick up on that kind of stress, which is the last thing we need."

Voldemort nodded and tried to smile reassuringly as he kissed the top of Wang Mu's head and then Quirrell's. "Alright, man. I'll do my best." He murmured.

"Thanks." He smiled warmly. "Now c'mon, it's getting late. We should probably settle Wang down in her cot and go to bed ourselves."

"Sounds good to me," Voldemort nodded, looking at their daughter fondly, who blinked back up at him. "I can't wait until she walks, dude. How much fun will that be?"

"Not very." Quirrell snorted as they began to walk up the stairs. "We gotta child proof everything or I'll die an extremely early death."

"Don't forget that then I will too." Voldemort pointed out, "So you get right on that. I want to hug the baby."

"We're putting her to bed."

"So? Let me hug her. C'mon."

Quirrell sighed and carefully passed Wang Mu back over, switching on her bedroom light before he set up the baby monitor in the likely event she woke during the night. Voldemort kissed her head before gently placing her down in her cot and she stretched and yawned.

"Should we do something? You know, read to her or…?"

Quirrell made his way over, frowning. "Uh, yeah, I guess…"

"Hey! I know. Sing to her." Voldemort nudged him. "That'll help her fall asleep."

Quirrell blushed, shaking his head. "Ah, I don't know…"

"Dude, you have a beautiful voice. Come on, sing." Voldemort kissed him softly, resting his forehead against Quirrell's, "For me, too. You haven't sang in such a long time."

Quirrell sighed heavily but nodded, gently breaking apart and turning to the cot. He softly began to sing an old lullaby which he later told Voldemort his mother had sung to him when he was young.

Voldemort stood, smiling as he listened to his partner's voice, which sent shivers down his spine as he gazed at their daughter. His hand reached for Quirrell's and he grasped onto it as he continued to quietly sing, turning to look at him fondly.

Wasn't it funny how everything had turned out? The two of them, years later, now together with their own baby. Voldemort kissed Quirrell on the cheek, and made him turn so that he could envelope him into a tight embrace, snuggling against him.

"I love you," He murmured, "Wizard God, I love you so much. Thank you."

"For what?" Quirrell asked, sounding amused as he melted into Voldemort's hug.

"For giving me a chance. I didn't deserve it, but I'm so glad you did. I'm…I'm home, Quirrell."

Quirrell slowly looked up at him and tilted his head to give him a soft, comforting kiss on the lips. "Hey," He whispered, "Don't be silly. I love you, it's as simple as that. Of course I was going to give you another chance. I didn't even expect you to come back, dude, I thought you were dead! I forgave you for everything instantly when I saw you by those prison gates."

Voldemort kissed him deeply in return. "I'm going to do everything right, Squirrel, I promise. I won't let our kid be treated the way I was. I'll show her every day how loved she is."

"Voldy," Quirrell said gently, "I know. If I didn't think you'd changed all those years ago, I wouldn't be here with you, would I? Now, enough, or we'll wake her. Let's get to bed."

Voldemort nodded silently, glancing at their daughter before they left the room. Before, he'd been convinced that he and Quirrell were forever. Now, with little Wang Mu, he had never been more certain of anything in his entire life. He had all he ever wanted, a proper family.

And it was only the beginning.

I hope you liked it! I have plenty of ideas in store for this, so please let me know what you thought! :D