Marauders age regression one shots

Sweets

Draco Malfoy was snuggled into Harry's side, his fingers wrapped tightly around Harry's shirt as if he was afraid to let go. It was one of those days where the world just felt too big, and Draco had slipped into his little headspace, finding comfort in being small. Harry, always patient and kind, held him close, gently stroking his platinum hair.

But today, Harry had something important to take care of, something that required him to leave for a little while. Draco, feeling safe and content, didn't want Harry to go, but he also knew that Harry wouldn't leave him without making sure he was in good hands.

"I'll only be gone for a couple of hours," Harry said softly, crouching down to meet Draco's gaze. "You'll be with your uncles, Blaise and Ron. They'll take good care of you while I'm gone, alright?"

Draco pouted, his lower lip jutting out as he clung tighter to Harry's arm. "Don't wanna stay with them," he mumbled, his voice small and uncertain.

Harry smiled gently, wiping a stray lock of hair from Draco's face. "I know, love, but it'll be fun. And I promise I'll be back before you know it. How about this—you can have some sweets while you're with them, but only if you're a good boy, okay?"

At the mention of sweets, Draco's eyes brightened slightly. He glanced over at Blaise and Ron, who were sitting on the couch, pretending not to listen to the conversation. Blaise gave a small wave, while Ron grinned, clearly plotting something mischievous.

"Can I have chocolate?" Draco asked, looking back at Harry with wide, hopeful eyes.

"We'll see what your uncles have," Harry replied, standing up. "But remember, no sweets unless you behave."

Draco reluctantly let go of Harry, his little pout still in place but softened by the promise of treats. "Okay," he whispered, his fingers fidgeting nervously as Harry kissed his forehead.

"I'll be back soon," Harry promised, giving Blaise and Ron a warning glance before heading out the door.

The moment the door closed, Draco shifted his gaze toward Blaise and Ron, who were now grinning at each other. Ron, with his usual playful energy, stood up and clapped his hands together.

"Well, Draco, looks like it's just us now! What do you say we find something fun to do?"

Draco didn't answer immediately, still feeling a little uncertain without Harry around. But Blaise, ever the calm and composed one, leaned over and gave Draco a reassuring smile.

"We've got some sweets in the kitchen," Blaise said smoothly, knowing exactly how to get Draco to relax. "But you've got to earn them first. How about we play a game?"

Draco perked up at that. "What kind of game?"

Ron chuckled. "How about hide-and-seek? If you win, we'll get you some chocolate frogs."

Draco's eyes widened with excitement. He loved hide-and-seek, especially when he was the one hiding. "Deal!" he said, scrambling off the couch and giggling as he ran off to find a hiding spot.

As Draco dashed into the hallway, Ron turned to Blaise with a grin. "This is gonna be too easy. Kiddo always hides in the same place."

Blaise smirked, shaking his head. "He's still little, Ron. Just let him have fun."

Ron shrugged, getting up to start the game. "I'll pretend to be clueless, don't worry."

After a few minutes of playful searching, Ron "found" Draco hiding behind the curtains, giggling uncontrollably. "Ah-ha! Caught you!" Ron said dramatically, scooping Draco up into his arms.

"Nooo!" Draco squealed, laughing as Ron spun him around.

"Well, since you were such a good hider, I think it's time for a reward," Blaise chimed in, walking toward the kitchen. "What do you say, Draco? Fancy some chocolate frogs?"

Draco nodded eagerly, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He followed Blaise and Ron into the kitchen, where Blaise pulled a tin of sweets from the cupboard. Ron grabbed a few chocolate frogs and handed one to Draco, who took it happily.

"Now remember," Ron said, giving him a mock-serious look, "you can only have one now. If you're extra good, maybe you can have another later."

Draco grinned, already munching on the chocolate, his earlier hesitation completely forgotten. "Okay, Uncle Ron."

Blaise chuckled, ruffling Draco's hair. "See? Told you it'd be fun."

The rest of the afternoon passed with more games, sweets, and laughter. Blaise and Ron made sure Draco was kept entertained, indulging his little headspace with light-hearted fun. As the day went on, Draco seemed to forget all about his initial worries, basking in the care and attention from his uncles.

By the time Harry returned, Draco was curled up on the couch, a small smile on his face as he clutched a half-eaten chocolate frog. Harry couldn't help but smile as he walked in, seeing Draco so content.

"How was he?" Harry asked softly, walking over to Blaise and Ron.

"Perfectly well-behaved," Blaise replied with a smirk, though the slight mess of wrappers scattered across the table told a different story.

Ron shrugged innocently. "Maybe we gave him a few sweets."

Harry chuckled, bending down to kiss the top of Draco's head. "Did you have fun, love?"

Draco looked up at Harry with sleepy eyes, nodding. "Mm-hmm. Lots of fun."

"Good," Harry said, gently gathering Draco in his arms. "I think it's time for a nap now, don't you?"

Draco yawned, resting his head against Harry's shoulder, feeling safe and happy. "Okay, Daddy," he whispered, his little hand clutching the fabric of Harry's shirt once more.

And with that, Draco's sweet afternoon came to a perfect end, wrapped up in the warmth and love of his family.