This story is a shout out to all the parents with special needs children. You need to know that you are not alone and not to be ashamed of their extra needs. They are as deserving if not more of your love. Don't think of them as disabled but as special. Try to fill their lives with magic, don't pity them, don't scorn them... Just love them. Because every one in world deserves love and some more than others.
Raise Me Up
Draco Malfoy looked down at his two year old son in awe, as he took his first halting steps. The little boy looked up at his father with a wide toothless smile. Draco quickly snapped a picture one for his mother and the second for Scorpius's therapist.
He was making amazing progress. From the outside no one would ever understand why Draco was so happy that his son was walking at the age of two, for any one else Scorpius was a late bloomer but what they didn't know was that he had Angelman syndrome, seeing the smile on his father's face the little boy began to flail his arms happily.
Draco knew his son could never talk and that thought caused him unbearable pain but he contented himself with the happy expressions on Scorpius's face, picking up and cuddling the little boy as he toddled into his father's arms.
It was Saturday morning and Draco and his son had an appointment with Scorpius's muggle pediatrician, he was one of the best in country and he specialized in children with learning disorders and his son had physical therapy today, which was always a challenge, now it was bound to get better since Scorpius had begun to walk.
But it was hard on Draco seeing his little son cry and get upset when the physiotherapist forced him to go through with his exercises. Draco looked down at his son happily looking at the bright colored teddy in Draco's hands with fascination.
"Hey buddy." He whispered gently to his son, "I know how you hate physical so I promise we'll go to Grand Ma's after this where you can play in the water. Okay?"
The child looked up at Draco with his wide blue eyes open and trusting and cooed his special baby coo to his father, running his chubby hands over his father rough cheeks. Draco laughed gently and squeezed his son tighter, eliciting a delighted giggle from the little boy.
The first thing that the doctor had told him about Scorpius's disorder was that children afflicted with it, loved water, they had a strange fascination with it and were extremely happy while they were near water.
That was usually how Draco got his son to calm down if he had an episode, he took him to the Manor where after Scorpius was diagnosed, Narcissa Malfoy had a large swimming pool built. It was an immediate calming agent….
Picking up Scorpius's bag with his toys, a change of clothes and his swimming trunks Draco walked out of his flat in the upscale neighborhood of The Bishops Avenue in East Finchley. It was perfect place to raise Scorpius; there was a play center not far away that catered to children much like his son, a hospital, a special medication center that provided Scorpius's medicine and a swimming pool close by.
Draco's decision to move here was based purely on the fact that he wanted Scorpius to have a metrogenous upbringing. He wanted him to have the best offered by both the wizerding world as well as the muggle world. Draco didn't want him to feel less adequate in the world; he would protect his son from everything bad in this world if he could.
But he had already failed once, he had failed to protect him from his own mother's scorn and Draco had vowed… never again.
Astoria Greengrass didn't deserve to have a son Scorpius… so gentle and trusting… the exact opposite of her hard as nails personality. She deserved to rot in hell for her abuse of his baby boy, his son who had for no fault of his own incurred the wrath of his mother.
The women was as maternal and warm as a glacier and he would be damned if he let her back in Scorpius's life.
Hoisting his chubby baby into his arms and slinging his bag over his shoulder Draco walked out of his house.
They always walked to the doctor's office, Draco taking this chance to show the child different trees and animals, small birds anything to captivate and engage him in interaction with his father, even if it was just movements of his arms and hands and the expressions on his face.
Draco picked up his sobbing son and kissed his curly blond hair and wiped the tears from his red blotched cheeks, today had been a particularly tough session in physical strength and the little boy was very upset.
Fat, crystalline tears dripped down his rosy cheeks as he hid his face in his father's chest. Draco quickly thanked Mia the physiotherapist and walked out of the center, Scorpius clung to him tighter, his tears slowing as his father made funny faces at him in an attempt to soothe him gently.
Draco pressed his lips to his son's soft hair and rocked him back and forth as they walked.
Soon enough Scorpius was fast asleep in his father's arms and Draco Apprated to Malfoy Manor. It was summer and the Manor was wonderfully cool, landing in the study Draco took Scorpius to the nursery built especially for him and laid him down, covering him with a light pashmina throw; he bent to kiss his son gently on his forehead.
He had some accounts to settle, so Draco strode back to the study fully expecting his mother to be waiting here.
He had no time to chat just now, Malfoy Investments, Managements and Creative had over the past two years grown to become a leading company in the wizerding world. So now Draco had an entire team handling the work load, while he looked after Scorpius.
The company he had built from the shambles of his father's was thriving and now slowly the Malfoy name was returning to its former glory.
Stepping inside the library Draco greeted his mother with a kiss on her cheek.
"Where is my grandson?" Narcissa demanded, she was fully dressed to play with Scorpius, her long blond hair caught up in a pony-tail, on her feet, sensible shoes and her body clad in comfortable jeans and a shirt.
Draco grinned at his mother. "He had a tough session today, he'll be awake soon enough mum. Both of you can play then. Mum he had a really hard session today, be sure to take him swimming please."
Narcissa gasped and frowned. "My poor baby." She said softly. "Draco darling would you mind terribly if just went and spent some time with him?"
"Oh and mother I almost forgot. This is for you." Draco said to her, handing her a perfect moving picture of Scorpius walking towards his father with a wide grin as Draco gently encouraged him.
Narcissa took the picture with a sad smile and hugged it close to her chest.
"Son." She said just before walking out. "You're doing a fine job. I am so proud of you and my little grandson and don't you ever forget that."
Draco just nodded and hugged his mother, who rushed out of the room and towards the nursery.
"Come one little buddy, come on baby boy." Draco urged Scorpius forward as the little boy flapped his legs in enjoyment of the cool water. Narcissa waiting about four feet away with her arms open to catch the child.
They were teaching him how to swim and the little family was having a blast. Most of all, the tiny boy who had everyone he loved right here with him, paying attention to him.
The wide blue pool was littered with colorful beach balls and bright toys ranging from little ships to magic ducks which swan and quacked realistically.
Reaching his grandmother, the child paused to take a breath giggling happily the entire time. Draco had read somewhere that children with Angelman were always happy, he was glad for that…
Slowly Scorpius swam back to his father and wrapped his arms around his dad's neck; Draco reached out and steadied his son, clutching him in his large muscular, brawny arms, holding him to his massive chest. The child pressed his little pouting lips to his father's cheeks and gave him a kiss; in turn the father tickled his chubby tummy till the little baby laughed.
It was the perfect moment.
Just something showing Draco and Scorpius everyday life. Hermione and Scorp in the next chapter.
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