Chapter Three to Second Chances

A/N: I own none of the characters you may recognize and I am making no money from it.

Blissful Chaos

Scorpius barreled into the front room, of Malfoy Manor calling out to his parents.

Astoria came into the room wiping her hands on her apron, followed but Draco who was holding a large mixing bowl and spoon.

"Scorpius, what in the world?" his mother asked, seeing the young man's sweat and dust streaked face.

"We're doing it... Merlin we actually are?" Scorpius said sitting on one of the straight backed chairs.

Draco was trying to keep count of his stirs with the spoon while he addressed his son.

"What are you talking about?" he asked his son, giving up having lost count.

"Rose and I," Scorpius yelled. "we're getting married."

Astoria let out a very undignified shriek, crossed the room in two bounds and scooped her son up into a hug.

"I knew it, I knew you two were just being stubborn," she said.

His father stood and looked at him hard. "Is this what you want?" he asked his son. "Is this why you abandoned your teammates and commitments?"

Scorpius nodded and swallowed.

"I love her, dad," he said finding the resolution in his own voice surprising him. "She was all I could think about, when I was over there. My head wasn't in the game. And you know at that level that's lethal."

Draco thought about what his son was saying for a moment then smiled.

"You couldn't have chosen someone more... conventional?" he smirked looking at his own wife out of the corner of his eye. "Have my trials and tribulations taught you nothing?" he said, skipping out of the way of an elbow thrown by Astoria.

Scorpius smiled. It had only been recently that his mother and father had actually gotten along. He never did find out what happened; but something had happened the summer after his fifth year that not only caused his parents to like each other, they actually fell in love.

"Okay," Astoria said. "When is the wedding going to take place."

"That's the thing... I've come to get you two," Scorpius said standing up. "It's kinda happening right now."

-ooo-

To say The Burrow was a madhouse, when Scorpius and his parents arrived, would be like calling the Atlantic Ocean a puddle.

People with red hair where running everywhere; setting up tents and conjuring furniture.

Hermione met Scorpius at the door, greeted his parents and immediately whisked him off into another room.

Draco and Astoria were left in the small cramped sitting room alone. Harry came into the room from the hall and saw them.

"Draco," Harry said extending his hand.

"Harry," Draco responded. "This is my wife Astoria. I don't believe you've ever been introduced."

"Good to meet you," Harry said.

"I am glad to meet you. Draco has said so much," she said smiling. "Is the kitchen that way," she asked pointing a direction. Harry nodded. Astoria waived her wand and conjured an apron. "I might as well make myself useful," she said, donning the apron as she walked towards the kitchen.

"Let's go outside and get out from under foot," Harry said turning to the door.

"Harry," Draco grabbed his shoulder as he went by. "I'm sorry about Weas... Ron. We might have never seen eye to eye but he was always there for his friends, and that's saying something."

Harry's face darkened and it appeared he was trying to steady himself. "Yeah, thanks. That means a lot."

Just as the two men left through the front door, Hugo entered the room with Ronnie, one of the seven year old twins over one shoulder while dragging Minnie, the other twin by her hand.

"Mum! Have you seen the twin's shoes?" He called out to the upstairs.

"Where was the last place they had them?" came Hermione's voice from upstairs.

"If I knew that I wouldn't be asking where they were," answered a frustrated Hugo.

"Look out by the pond, I saw them there earlier," answered Rose from another level of the house.

"C'mon," Hugo said hoisting the girl over his other shoulder, so he was carrying one twin over each shoulder. "you little Nargles."

"What's a Nargle?" Minnie asked between giggles.

"Something that makes me crazy," Hugo groused as he left the sitting room.

The front door opened and Albus and his girlfriend of several months entered the house.

"Look Mandy, I am sorry about the show. But he's my best mate." Albus said continuing a conversation."

"I know Al," the brunette answered. "You don't have to keep apologizing. I was just disappointed. I wonder if Mum and Neville are gonna be here. She said looking around." Mandy was Hanna Longbottom's daughter and Neville Longbottom's step-daughter. She never knew her real father, as he had deserted her mother about twelve seconds after learning she was pregnant.

After a personal tragedy, Neville had reconnected with Hanna and they were married a short time later.

"I don't know. Why don't you check with my Gran she is probably the one coordinating this whole thing. I'm sure they're welcome," Albus answered. "I am gonna go find Scorp. He said he wanted me to stand with him," he said as he kissed her on the cheek and headed to the stairs.

Mandy headed off to the kitchen ducking out of the way of George who was coming from the the same room.

George walked to the front door and opened it looking out at the front yard.

"Lee," George called out the front door, "are those the fireworks you brought?"

A muffled answer came from outside.

"No...no...no. I wanted the bigger one's," George yelled. "It's not everyday my niece gets married."

Another muffled response.

"What do you mean with my family it probably is," George sprinted out the door narrowly missing Teddy and a very pregnant Victoire who were coming in the house.

"Are you sure you're ok?" Teddy asked his wife. "Do you need anything?"

"I am just going to sit for a little," she said sounding tired. "I'll be fine."

"You sure? Do you need a drink, a foot rub? How about a back rub?"

"Teddy, if you don't leave right now... This will be the last child you'll ever be able to have," she growled.

"That's a small threat," James Potter said, entering the sitting room from the kitchen with a Butterbeer in his hand.

"Not helping, mate," Teddy groaned as both James and Victoire laughed at his discomfort.

"James would you take my loving, yet infuriatingly over protective, husband outside and put him to work," she said sighing and leaning back.

"Yes mum," James said snapping to attention, grabbing Teddy by his collar and leading him out the door.

She looked around at the people and the chaos and put her hand on her swollen stomach.

"I don't think you know what you're in for," she said to her unborn child.