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A/N: This is a new attempt, an idea I've been playing with. PLEASE review!


December 24, 1983

The Potter twins skidded to a stop in front of their brown-haired father, who simultaneously picked up the blonde-haired boy with an odd shape on his forehead and the brown-haired boy. All three were laughing in glee as the red-haired mother watched from the kitchen.

"See, Draco? See, Harry? Daddy loves you both equally." Lily Potter smiled, bringing in a tray of cookies and milk into the family room. The two boys, barely 3 years old, giggled in glee. The Christmas tree was decorated perfectly in the mother's eyes, and the presents were already laid underneath.

"But does mommy?" Draco asked, his grey eyes almost boring into her. She smiled, and after placing the tray on the table, took him from her husband.

"Mommy loves both her boys equally." She smiled, kissing the tip of his nose. She was reminded of the time they didn't have Draco, when Draco was in the hands of the Death Eater Parents he had never heard of, and if she had anything to do with it, he would never hear of them. Draco Malfoy had been erased when Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy were killed by the Dark Lord, all that was left was Draco Potter, a happy little boy with two loving and supportive parents.

"Harry's gonna be a Rawenclaw!" Draco giggled in her ear.

"I gonna be a Gryffindor! You gonna be a Rawenclaw!" Harry roared indignantly. Both boys found their way back to the floor as Lily and James sat on the large couch.

"And where does Ron fit in?" Lily asked of their other friend who was home at the time. The boys grabbed their spill resistant cups and a cookie, then turned to each other.

"Huffpuff!" They squealed in unison before devouring their cookies.


When the boys awoke the next morning, they raced down the stairs. They waited patiently as their parents sat on the couch, mugs in hand.

"Have at it." James smiled. The boys grabbed the two broomstick shaped gifts and tore the paper off.

"Matching-." Harry started.

"-Brooms!" Draco finished.

"You're only to ride them with adult supervision." Said a tall man from the doorway.

"Uncle Sirius!" The two boys jumped into his arms. Soon the whole room was on the floor opening gifts to one another.