"Looking Nice for Mummy"

By: Born of Starlight

January 30, 2009

Summary: First fanfic of the new year! In which a little Draco and his father shave so that they will look their best for a very special lady. Pure fluff. :)

Draco watched carefully as his father slathered the shaving cream onto his lower face, being cautious around his long hair. Draco watched his father carefully, then left the bathroom.

He came back minutes later with one of the fine silver spoons used only on Samhain, fetched by a house elf no doubt. He stepped back onto his marble stool to see into the mirror, like his father.

Lucius looked down out of the corner of his eye at his small son. Draco peered up at him, expectantly. Slowly, casually, Lucius pushed the gilt dish of shaving cream across the counter. Draco plunged both small hands in and started smearing the silky foam over his face too, as he had seen his father do many times before.

Lucius smiled slightly, and – in his peripheral vision – saw his wife watching from the partially open bathroom door. He sent her a smile in the mirror, and she returned it.

Draco was watching his father again, so Lucius deliberately slid his razor up his face, watching Draco in return. Large blue eyes wider than normal, Draco scooped a glob of shaving cream off his cheek as well. Lucius smiled to himself. He scraped another path through the shaving cream, and Draco followed suit.

"So you shave now, son?" He asked, voice teasing and gentle, a tone no one outside his family ever heard.

The curly head beside him nodded, eyes focused on the mirror before him, as he determinedly scooped more of the thick cream from his face. A little bit dripped from his eyebrow, and he scraped at that, too.

Lucius met Narcissa's eyes in the mirror again, and they shared that secret smile only parents know.

"Why the sudden interest in shaving, Draco? Do you have a girl you want to look nice for?" Lucius smiled down at the four-year-old, so seriously spooning shaving cream off the tip of his nose. "Pansy, perhaps?"

Draco wrinkled his nose a little. "Yuck! No, she has cooties, Daddy! I want to look nice for Mummy!"

Lucius's smile widened, and he looked up at Narcissa, smiling a different smile, also a secret one. "As do I, Draco. As do I."

Owarii