It was a beautiful Sunday morning. The sun was shining brightly and not a cloud can be seen in the skies. The birds were twittering madly. Bloody birds.

At that time the only thing he wanted to do was to sleep. And sleep he was going to get, even if he had to Avada the said birds just to have some peace and quiet. He gave a sigh of frustration. A hand suddenly started stroking his hair lightly, and a voice whispered in his ear. "It's okay, darling. I'll take care of them." the feminine voice said, and, as if sensing what was bothering him, cast a silencio charm out their window.

The twittering stopped, and the only thing that can be heard were the sound of their breathing. A small smile graced his lips, and he placed a hand across his wife's tiny waist and pulled her flush against his body. She giggled lightly and he opened his eyes to look at her face. Her golden eyes were half closed, and her lips were slightly parted into a small grin. Her curls framed her face a bit, and he raised his hand to brush them away from her face. He leaned in closer to capture her lips with his.

"MOM! DAD!" a small voice suddenly interrupted them, and Draco stopped, his lips just a mere inch away from his wife's.

The door crashed open, and in came little Scorpius, clutching his teddy bear. He ran up to his parents' bed and jumped on it, and crawled right between the couple. Draco sighed, and ran a hand on his still-perfect hair. Because Malfoys NEVER get bedheads.

"What is it, Scorp?" he asked, a bit frustrated because he interrupted one of his rare moments with Hermione. Ever since Scorpius was born, they never really got some quality time with each other with their jobs and taking care of Scorpius. Hermione always left before Draco woke up, and Draco was always home after Hermione was asleep. Draco usually helps Scorpius get ready for school and drops him off to nursery school before he left for work, and Hermione picks him up after her work in the afternoon in Harry and Ginny's house, where he stays to play with their children, and from then on takes care of him at home. It was only during Sunday mornings, when they had their day off, when Draco and Hermione had some bonding time with each other, and their son. So you can tell that Draco was very irritated right now.

Scorpius just smiled widely, his grey eyes shining, and proudly exclaimed, "I made breakfast!"

Hermione's eyes widened. Scorpius and the kitchen are words that should never be together in a sentence, unless the words "should never go to" were placed in between them. It was something that he got from his father, who even manages to burn water, something Hermione never thought would happen.

"But then," the little boy continued, "the stove thing suddenly made a loud booming sound, and fire rose up from it! It was awesome! And then, and then, water started coming up from the ceiling, and it collapsed!"

His parents' eyes widened. How they managed to sleep through that racket but to be waken up by twittering birds was a mystery.

"I'll take care of it. Scorp, you stay here." Hermione said and dashed to the kitchen. Draco sighed. When was he ever going to get some quality time with his wife?

He groaned and plopped his head down the pillows, closed his eyes, and tried to go back to sleep.

"Hey Dad?"

"Yes, Scorp?"

"Was I interrupting something? You know... When I went here?"

"No. No, you weren't."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Yes, meaning I interrupted something? Or yes meaning yes, I wasn't interrupting something?"

"You're a smart 6 year old. You got your mother's brains. Now, go figure that out for yourself." he said with a yawn before turning over to his side.

"Awwwww, Dad. Come on, Dad, tell meeeeeeee... Dad, are you snoring? Daaaad!"

He tried shaking his father awake, but to no avail.

Little Scorpius sighed. He picked up his teddy, got off the bed, and made his way to his own room. He can faintly hear his mother frustratedly trying to fix the mess he made in the kitchen. Oh well, she can have the toast he made as a prize after she's done. If she doesn't mind toast that's black as a coal, that is.

A/N: Well... This just came to me last month, and I just remembered about it now. ._.

APIGW WILL be updated, don't worry... I'm just not so sure when -_-

But I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Think of it as an apology gift from me. Nothing beats a family oneshot, especially if little Scorpius is in it ;)

~Strawberry Rainshower