Harry had been aimlessly looking in the direction of Teddy's bedroom door; when the door carefully swung open, his eyes refocused on reality, and a bright smile lit up his features. The sight was beyond thrilling, even more so than the sweetness of Draco's greeting.<br/>Immediately moving to accommodate Draco's return, Harry straightened his posture, removing his calves from the sofa cushion, crossing one leg over the other instead.<br/>"Hi, dad," Harry grinned, his voice tender and his volume low, not wanting to inadvertently undo whatever work Draco had put into getting Teddy to settle down for the day. Though it was Draco himself that had dubbed himself a stepfather to Teddy, Harry was still uncertain whether or not it was something they intended on acknowledging out loud.<br/>Not wanting either of them to linger, Harry continued, reaching out for Draco yet coming a few inches short. "Did he go down alright?"