AN: Harry and Draco are forced to be polite to each other. People, what's with all the story alerts and favouriting but not reviewing?! Come on, make my day! I'm going to update regardless of getting reviews or not, but I'd really like feedback!

Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters or anything even remotely related to the Harry Potter Franchise, except my own copies of the books and some merchandise.

The Potter's Place

Thursday seemed to take forever to arrive for Albus, but seemed to arrive too quickly for Harry. Albus, annoyed to learn that Rose would be joining them too the following week, was excited to see Teddy again. He'd been around all the time before Albus had gone to Hogwarts, but was currently in France with Victoire, Bill, and Fleur Weasley. He'd be arriving on Saturday, and Albus couldn't wait. He loved Teddy like his own brother.

Draco arrived in the street where the Potters lived with a faint pop. He'd brought Scorpius by side-along apparition. Knowing he wouldn't be long, he left Lucien in the care of the (very capable) House elf, Peggy, as Draco's parents were away. Walking swiftly towards the Potters' Place in Godric's Hollow, his hand on Scorpius's shoulder, he gave his son a quick talk about manners when staying as a guest in someone's house, and safety.

They arrived at the gate and rang the bell. The gates swung open and the two Malfoys stepped onto the path that lead to the porch. Harry was waiting at the door. As Draco walked forward with Scorpius, Albus ran out the door and down the short pathway, grinning widely. Scorpius and Albus embraced briefly, and began chatting animatedly about something or other. Harry raised his eyebrow. Draco glanced at the boys and continued walking towards the house. When at the door, Harry greeted.

"Hello, Malfoy" he said, in a voice that wasn't really friendly.

"Indeed" Draco replied neutrally. "Well here is my son. Take good care of him" and he began to walk away, not wishing to linger too long.

"Wait!" Harry said. He didn't know what to say when the blonde man stopped and waited. Harry guessed he wanted to be the better man. "Would you like to come in? Ginny's making Treacle Tart" he extended the invitation, one hundred percent sure that Malfoy would nastily refuse.

He was surprised when the handsome blonde man said politely, "Thank you, but I've left my son with the house-elf. I'd like to get back to him soon. Perhaps another time?"

He really has grown up a lot, thought Harry. At that moment, Scorpius chose to shout from their spot in the garden, "Daddy! Is it true that you and Mr. Potter hate each other?"

Albus giggled. At exactly the same time, Harry said "No" and Draco said "Yes". They exchanged a glance and changed their minds. At exactly the same time, Harry said "Yes" and Draco said "No".

Albus and Scorpius both laughed, confused.

"It's complicated, son" Harry said.

"We don't hate each other, per se" Draco agreed, not wanting to set a bad example for his child.

"We just have a nasty history" explained Harry. Albus and Scorpius were looking at each other as if asking the other to elaborate.

"So make up" Scorpius said simply, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Yeah, Dad, make up! Then we can have Mr. Malfoy over for dinner and everything!" Albus exclaimed.

"Um. . ." Harry didn't know what to say in the sufficiently awkward situation.

"Perhaps another time" Draco said again. "I must be off. Farewell, Scor". Scorpius ran up to his father, hugged him, and rejoined Albus in the garden. In a dramatic swirl of billowing dark green robes, Draco disapparated just beyond the Potter's gate.

"Boys!" Harry called. "com'ere!"

Albus and Scorpius trotted over to Harry and stood before him. "Hi, Mr. Potter, I'm Scorpius" Scorpius introduced himself confidently. Harry eyed the boy suspiciously. He's awfully small, Harry thought. Even Rose's bigger than him.

"Hello. Er. . . call me Uncle Harry" Harry said. All the kids did, anyway.

Scorpius grinned happily, taking it to mean he was welcomed into the family. "Alright, Uncle Harry!"

Albus beamed, before grabbing Scorpius's wrist and dragging him to the broom shed. "Let's toss a Quaffle between us!" Albus suggested. "Next year we're going to try out for the team" he stated.

Scorpius chuckled. "Of course we are, and we're going to OWN the Quidditch pitch!" he said with that devilish glint in his eye.

Over the next few days, Harry chatted to Scorpius whenever he could and found him an oddly fascinating boy. For such a tiny kid, he exuded such a big presence. Harry was startled to realize that he actually like the boy quite a lot. He had good manners and was very respectful, and so innocently comfortable around the Potter family.

On Saturday in the late afternoon, Bill dropped Teddy off, only staying for a quick cup of tea. Scorpius immediately liked Teddy. He was fun, interesting, and a great story teller. He was one of those non-intrusive people, but still managed to make everyone aware of his presence. Teddy also took a liking to Scorpius, patiently answering all of his questions about his travels around the world and all the things he had learnt. It also excited Scorpius to find that Teddy loved Potions, and shared a few formulae that he had gathered overseas. Albus was pleased.

Teddy, James, Albus, Scorpius, Lily, and Victoire (who came over almost every single day) spent the days playing three-a-side Quidditch in the garden, despite the bitter cold. It wasn't too bad, that year, the weather.

AN: So as it turns out, Scorpius is one of those people that EVERYONE likes. Except Rose. Hehe

Next Chapter: More Invitations

Sure, he had no social life and craved contact with someone who wasn't a five year old, or an elf. . .

. . .to be continued!