The Meredith Series

Title: The Pyramid.
Author:sa_kun On LJ
Rating: Children-friendly
Prompt Set: 50.1
Prompt: 034, ancient
Word Count: 692
Summary: In which Harry, Charlie & Meredith go to Egypt.
Warnings: None.
Notes:

Ancient | 034

A week ago Bill had sent an owl and Charlie had more or less dropped everything and rushed off to Egypt with barely an explanation (Harry in tow, of course, and extremely confused). Harry was currently sitting with the lovely Fleur on a blanket outside a pyramid.

“Are you all right, 'Arry?”

Harry frowned and shook his head. He gently dislodged a dry, white twig from Meredith's hand. “I don't know. Why are we here?”

“Uuh!”

Smiling fondly, Harry lifted the small boy onto his lap. “Better?” Meredith giggled childishly.

“I zink Bill 'as located a dragon.”

“In a pyramid?”

Fleur nodded. “Yes. Eet eez most unusual. Zey are not known to 'ave 'abitated countries of sand.”

“But there wasn't always only sand here. There was vegetation, once, but that's…several thousand millennia back or something. The Muggles have some…technique they use to tell if that's the case, or something. For example, the Nile and the area surrounding it was very fertile when the Pharaohs lived here. It's how their kingdom became so successful and long-lived, you know.”

“Muggles know zis?” Harry nodded. “Fascinating. Per’aps we should go on a Muggle tour as well?”

“Ma!” Meredith jabbed a chubby finger at the baby crawling behind Fleur. “Ma!”

“Want to play?” Harry asked as he set the boy back down the blanket. Meredith, of course, didn't answer and determinedly crawled over to the little girl and tugged on left her ear. “Meredith!”

Victoire retaliated by grabbing a fistful of hair and tugged. “Umawa!”

-x-

They had signed up for a children friendly version of one of the many Muggle tours. Meredith was mostly quiet, sucking on his fingers and curled up against Harry's chest. “Boo…” he said, voice quiet and small.

“Are you scared, baby?” Meredith wrapped a pudgy fist around Harry's shirt.

“Kawa…”

“Ah, I see. Yes, of course. King Tutankhamen was very pretty, wasn't he?” Meredith nodded.

“Uma.”

The lady walking next to them gave Harry a funny look. “Should you be saying that?” Her English was broad and unfamiliar to Harry.

“Saying what?”

“Calling boys pretty? At such a young age? They are so impressionable,” she fretted.

Harry blinked and shrugged. “He was pretty. Isn't that right, Meredith?”

“Puuuwpa!”

“You can't possibly…influencing someone so young…what would his mother say?”

“I don't know.” Harry gave her a pointed glare. “But I doubt my boyfriend will disagree.”

“Shaa-lee!”

Harry smiled. “Yes, Charlie. That's very good, Meredith.”

“Puuuwpa.”

“He isn't purple, baby, is he?”

Meredith scrunched his face up. “Da'goo!”

Harry laughed and turned his head back. “Fleur?”

“Yes, 'Arry?”

“Meredith just called Charlie a dragon.”

“Da'goo! Da'goo, da'goo da'goo!” the boy squealed clapping his hands.

Fleur came up to walk next to him, laughing. “Oh, zat reminds me. Victoire called Bill a 'mummy'.” Harry laughed as well and Fleur told the tale. Trying to teach children how to speak could be a trial, and evidently Victoire had, one way or another, seen pictures of the dead Pharaohs. Because, as Fleur pointed to herself Victoire exclaimed 'Mama!' and when Bill grinned and rubbed her tummy, she had giggled, 'mummy! Mummy!' Fleur had laughed. 'No, dear,' she explained, 'that's Daddy'. Victoire giggled. 'Dada! Mummy!'

-x-

“How was your day?”

Harry shrugged, outstretched on the soft bed. “Fleur and I toured the pyramids Muggle style. Meredith called you a dragon. A woman became offended that I dared to call Tutankhamen pretty in the presence of a young boy.”

Charlie laughed.

“I mean, I've called you worse, especially when compared to 'pretty'.”

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