And He'll Never Walk Draco Again...

"I mean it, Lucius!" Narcissa cried, her eyes wild with anger. "You are taking that baby for a walk," she shoved the pushchair towards her husband. "And you are taking him now."

"But Snooky-Poos-"

"NOW!!!"

Lucius grumbled as he walked along, pushing the stroller. Why did he have to have a son? They took all the fun out of life. He could think of at least ten other things he'd rather be doing right now and four of them involved wearing trousers. In the stroller, Draco gurgled.

"Oh shut up, you."

"Oi! Mudblood!"

Lucius froze. Like a robot on a rusty turntable he turned to face the teenager that had called out.

"What... did... you... say...?" He demanded icily.

The Teenager grinned at him. "Mudblood," he repeated, "Mudblood Malfoy."

Lucius' fist moved so fast it didn't appear to occupy the space between the stroller and the teenager's face. The young boy's fingers clawed against Lucius' wrists before he fell flat on the floor. All in all, he went from vertical to horizontal with a minimum amount of effort.

Lucius brushed his hands together in the way of one having done a good job and went over to sit on a nearby bench. He gazed idly at the clouds for a minute then decided to check the time. He found this more difficult than he'd expected - his watch was missing.

Lucius jumped up and saw the teenager running away with another boy about the same age. Lucius reached in to his pocket to pull out his wand and curse them but that was missing too.

"Miscreants!" he yelled, "I'll get you! I'll have you locked up until your hair turns white! Azkaban, I tell you - AZKABAN!!!"

And that was when he noticed Draco was gone.

***

"Come on!" said one of the Teenagers, "We gotta run before old grouch Malfoy catches us."

"You try running with a broken nose," complained the second, panting behind him.

"Since when did you need your nose for running?" asked the first, "And don't you dare say during a cold. Just move your legs."

In his stroller, being pushed far faster than he was used to, Draco looked up at the two new people and gurgled a greeting. He liked new people. New people were fun.

"In' 'e a sweetie?" said the second teenager.

"Yeah," said the first, "Sweet. This little guy's gonna get us rich! A Million galleons at least to get him back."

"Yeah!"

Their pace increased. Draco laughed with delight. The Teenager with his nose splattered across his face reached into his pocket and started to empty things into the baby stroller.

"I got his wand, his watch and his wallet," he opened the wallet in curiosity. "Wow, will you look at that. Highborn Malfoy has an American express card. And look at this picture! Woo-ee."

"You were only supposed to get his wand you idiot," said the first, "Now he's- Wow! What a looker!"

"I know!"

"That can't be his ball and chain!"

"I think it is."

"Old Malfoy truly has it all."

"Mmm hmm!"

Draco leaned over and picked up his father's watch. He bashed it on the side of the stroller for a while until a spring bounced out. Draco giggled. Then he picked up the wand. He looked at it for a while, pointed it experimentally at the two kidnappers,

then stuck it in his mouth.

***

"They were tall - about seventeen. One had short brown hair and the other had black hair gelled up into spikes. They were both wearing jeans and plain T-Shirts." Lucius told the officer. "You'd better catch them or I'll see that you're reprimanded. I happen to be a very good friend of your head of department and I could have you chucked out just like that."

Lucius clicked his fingers and glared at the officer threateningly.

"Yes, sir," said the officer politely. "And what did they steal?"

"My watch, my wand," Lucius patted his pockets. "Oh no! They took my wallet as well!"

The officer jotted a few things down on her notebook

"We'll get right on it, sir," she said, smiling brightly.

She turned as she prepared to Apparate so he couldn't see her rolling her eyes.

"Oh yes!" said Lucius, "And my son."

The officer turned to stare at him inquiringly.

"One of them was your son?"

"No. They took my son."

The officer was shocked. "Why didn't you mention this before?"

Lucius looked at her, surprised. "I can make another son. But that wand is irreplaceable. It's Chinese I'll have you know. Do you realise how long you have to wait to get a Shing Yang wand on order?!"

In the background there was a miniature explosion. Two singed looking young men were sent flying in their direction. A hysterical Draco was soaring though the air and landed in the officer's arms. A destroyed stroller shortly followed him, landing at Lucius' feet.

The officer removed Lucius' wand from the baby's mouth, wiped it on her trousers and handed it to its proper owner along with the little boy. Lucius took the wand with relief and his son with reluctance. The officer hurried away to arrest the two teenagers.

Draco gurgled in greeting to his father, leaving spit on Lucius' shirt. Lucius looked at his son with disgust.

"That's it," he said, "I'm never taking you for a walk again."