Title: Little Terrors
Summary: Two of Edea’s children are more than a little strange
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter or Final Fantasy VIII
Author’s Notes: My muse was in the right place, just not the right universe. I don’t think anyone will care, but my Harry muse named the dog Rabbit.
Little Terrors
All of her children were special in their own way, and Edea loved them with all her heart, but two of them were strange. They reminded Edea of her and Cid, but as Cid often pointed out when he was home, they were far too young for that kind of bond to have developed. There were times, though, times when Edea was sure something was off about the two small children.
Now was one of those times.
Squall was standing in front of her, his cold blue-grey eyes daring her to say no to their request, and Harry was right behind him, holding a small brown and black puppy close to his chest, looking up at her with big, begging eyes. Edea wondered if Harry knew Squall was trying to death glare her into letting them keep the puppy, and if Squall knew how frightening he could be. Squall was only ten, and Edea could honestly say it scared her at how far it the boy would go to make his younger friend happy. It terrified her when she thought of what Squall might do for Harry when they got older.
Suddenly Harry kicked his little foot out at Squall. “Quit it!”
“Don’t tell me what to do,” Squall said, turning around to glare Harry into submission. “You want to keep the puppy; we’re asking if we can keep the puppy.”
Harry pouted, completely immune to The Look. “It’s not nice to,” he scrunched his face up in a poor imitation of Squall’s glare, “at Matron. You kill seagulls wit’ it!”
And of course, there were times like this when they acted like the little terrors they were. Edea covered her eyes with one hand, trying not to laugh at the children or her own fears. Now they were simply children who had bonded after being left at the orphanage for so long, not a bonded sorcerer and knight that would one day take over the world. Harry would keep Squall in check the same way Squall kept Harry in check. And nothing, absolutely nothing bad would happen because Edea hadn’t interfered.
“You can keep the puppy,” Edea said, cutting off the escalating argument. The two boys looked at her, Harry grinning and Squall smiling his tiny little ‘I win’ smile, and with a chorus of “Thank you, Matron,” the two boys ran off, leaving Edea with the feeling the whole scene had been faked.
“Little terrors,” Edea muttered fondly as she picked up her pen and added puppy food to the list. They were just children. There was nothing to worry about. But it wouldn’t hurt to send Harry and Squall to different Gardens. Just to be sure.
Tags: connections, crossover, edea/cid, ffviii, hp, squall/harry