A/N- Remember this is a working of my imagination. People will be OOC.
Last Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter (people, world and magic)
"Daddy!" Scorpius's little body of four years old came running into the library.
Draco looked up from his writing and looked at his carbon copy. He smiled as the little boy came running into the room and jumped onto his lap.
"Yes sir?"
"Why didn't you answer when I called you?" Scorpius looked up with all the seriousness of a four year old. "I was calling and calling."
Draco ruffled his hair. "I was busy writing."
Scorpius turned his head and looked at the book that his father, was indeed, writing in. "Can I draw a pretty princess?"
Draco's eyes popped open. "A princess? Why a princess Scorpius?"
Scorpius grabbed a pencil, flipped the page and started to draw lines. "Because a princess needs to be rescued."
Draco gave a sigh of relief. "Oh does she?"
Scorpius nodded his head. "Yes! She needs to be rescued from the evil wizard Scarhead and the horrible dragon Weasel."
Draco chuckled at the names that Scorpius used to name his villains. He had started to use them the first day that he meet them. It wasn't a bad meeting. Just that Scorpius had heard him call them that and decided to call all bad guys that he created in his little head that.
Draco snuggled into him and rested his chin on the boy's head. "What did Scarhead and Weasel do today?"
Scorpius then dropped the pencil to look at his dad. "Weasel burned down the school and Scarhead used his wand to control people into jumping up and down. Up and down. Up and down for HOURS!"
Draco faked horror. "Oh no!"
"I know!" Scorpius's mouth went wide "Then the princess was stuck in the dungeon and I had to go rescue her."
"Did she give you a kiss?"
Scorpius scrunched his nose. "NO! Kisses are gross!"
"Oh really?" Draco asked, while trying to hold in a chuckle.
"Yes they are Daddy!"
"What about from Nana? Or from your daycare teacher..."
Scorpius turned pink. "Their ok. I guess."
"And daddy?"
Scorpius went on his knees and put his hands on both sides of Draco's face. "I will always give daddy hugs and kisses!" and then he firmly put his mouth on Draco's for a slobbery kiss.
Draco could feel his eyes start to tear up and thought that he could have never hoped for a little miracle that was this little boy in front of him.
"Muah!" Scorpius said as he pulled back. "See Daddy. Kisses from me."
"Kisses from you." He put down the boy and watched as he ran away. "Where are you going now?"
"To go save the princess from Scarhead and Weasel." He said as he disappeared around the corner.
Draco shook his head and leaned back against his chair. He thought about how old Scorpius was getting and the lack of a mother figure. His mother and Blaise were both bugging him about it. Also with the fact that he should think about finding out who the mother of the boy was.
Draco didn't think it was going to be that easy. Sure he had an amazing support system and he was grateful for it. Since his wife left him four years ago, he had become a single parent with all the hardships of it.
The lack of sleep. The crying all night. Teething. Toilet training. The first day of school. The first hurt. He had to deal with all the firsts. Sometimes he got them right and other times he knew he screwed them up bad. He just had to learn from them.
But then again there were times that he wished he could just go. Go out to the parties. Go out with friends. Just be able to go out in the world without Scorpius. But then he would think about the fact that Scorpius needed him. And that need is what kept him from working all day and night. To being there when Scorpius went to bed and to be there in the morning when he woke up.
He was a good father.
The problem was that he was starting to ask questions. Questions like about his mother. Where was she? What was she doing? Why wasn't she there with him? Questions that Draco didn't know the answer to.
And to make things worse was his no good friends (friends he really didn't want) were asking him the same questions. Potter, Ginny, Blaise, Pansy and Weasley. They were asking who the mother was.
He could honestly never seem to be able to answer that question, either then he really didn't know. He didn't know who the mother was because during the time after the war he had slept with many women. Women to help with his frustration. Women to talk to afterwards (they were the muggle women) and some because he wanted it rough.
Draco could say that he wasn't proud of that time and it was true. He used, abused and tossed them away. Sure some of them stayed in his thoughts and other left as soon as they came.
He was starting to feel the need to find out who the mother was.
"Your going to be late." A voice came from the fireplace.
"Should have known that you would call." Draco mumbled as he walked towards the fireplace. "I will not."
The face snorted, causing sparks to go against the gate. "Sure you will. You're always late."
"Then why haven't you fired me yet Potter?"
Harry glared. "Because, unfortunately, you are one of the best Aurors that I have. Also you are the only one that can be paired with Zabini."
"Only because you won't"
"I am not interested in him. I have Ginny."
"Which you stole from him." Draco smirked. "He has been nursing a broken heart since you married her."
"Which I am sure he is having plenty of pity sex with which ever witch or muggle girl he can get."
Draco nodded his head. "That's true. He wants me to go to this muggle club. Haven't really decided if I wanted to or not."
"Well your going to have to." Harry sighed. "It is where the next tip came from."
"Which tip, Potter? We have tons of tips and frankly I'm sick of getting the ones that are dead ends."
"Well I think that it may lead to who the main person is." Draco could hear papers being ruffled in the background. "It sounded like Boron really got something this time."
"I'm sure that the dunderhead did." Draco mumbled.
"Look he may have got something. So, you and Zabini are going to the club tonight."
Draco shook his head. "Can't. I have to put Scorpius to bed."
"You know that you CAN go out on the job for one night."
"I know that. Just that he likes it me to be there when I put him to bed."
Harry nodded. "Uh huh. Are you sure its him? Or is it you that needs to be there for him when he goes to bed?"
Draco shrugged. "A little of both."
"You know I thought I would have never said this to you Malfoy, but you're doing a good job."
"I know that!" Draco huffed. "I don't need to hear it from the boy-who-wouldn't-die!"
Harry chuckled at the name. "Well, why don't you bring him to the house tonight? I'm sure that James would like to see him again."
"Maybe. I'll ask him." Draco turned to walk away. "Why can't you go then? To the club?"
"Cause I'm the boss Malfoy." And his face disappeared.
Draco stuck his tongue out at the fire and sighed at his childish antics. He knew that Potter was busy at work. Having to do the horrible paper work and just being the leader like usual. He also knew that Potter was right. Blaise and him were the best at what they did. They had the whole trust thing that came with having a partner and understood each other to a 'T'. But it didn't mean that he liked having to go to the club.
So he sighed and headed to where he could go ask if Scorpius wanted to spend time with his Aunt Ginny and Scarhead. Which he already knew the answer.
He would say yes and it would be then that Draco had to concentrate on the work ahead of him. Also to think about the possibility of Scorpius going to stay with his mother for a while.
Draco had a feeling in his gut that this case was going to take a while.
