A/N : Hey guys! This is my first fan fiction ever so please be gentle. I accept constructive criticism and so, enjoy! Merry Christmas, everyone!
"POTTER!" A yell sounded from the liven room where a young five year old boy was currently unwrapping his Christmas presents. Upon a closer look, it can be seen that one present clearly aggravated his father.
"Yes, Draco?" Harry answered, putting his arms around his lover.
"Tell me what in the bloody hell this is?"
"Well, it seems to be a present." Harry replied after looking into the box, trying and failing to stifle his laughter.
"And, pray tell, what kind of present is it, exactly?"
"…"
"Yes?"
"Well, I'm sure Scorpius would love it."
"I refuse to have that, that thing in my house." Draco crossed his arms, adamantly.
"It's not a thing. And don't look at me. I didn't get it."
"…"
"…"
"Please can we keep it, Daddy?" Scorpius asked, innocently, having no idea what the problem with his present was.
Both Scorpius and Harry used Draco's one weakness. The Kicked Puppy face.
"Alright, keep the bloody thing."
"Yay!" Scorpius cried, happily.
"It's kinda cute. Reminds me of you, Dray."
"Aargh!"
In the box, sleeping, lay one very white ferret.