CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE:
New Home, New Surprise

After staying for several days in the flat, Draco and Harry finally find a small house, not really far from the Manor, and a bit secluded from the crowd. Near it, there's a small school named Maxell Elementary. Draco knows the education centre, because Millicent Bulstrode, one of his classmates, studied there before she went to Hogwarts.

Cho Chang, Heather's sister, helps them a lot. She works in a real estate agency, and she is the one who has offered the house to them. She promises a faster work than her company used to do to all their clients, just because Draco and Harry are the friends of Heather and the Chang sisters love the kids a bit too much.

Draco has told her that nobody can know his and Harry's new address, and Cho finally made an oath for that. She is a professional, after all.

So, in the middle of April, Draco and Harry are busy, packing the things into boxes. The kids are more than elated with the preparations. Scorpius forgets his responsibility and composure as 'the big boy' and breaks several plates and a bottle in one of his ecstatic dances. Syl is no different, she helps the adults as much as she can, but she's too happy and that makes her clumsy. She ends up crying on the floor after stepping on Harry's glasses. Scorpius is hugging her as Harry heals her foot, and Draco scolds her for being barefoot in the house.

But actually Draco and Harry don't mind.

"They are kids anyway," Harry says as he pulls out his spare, odd-shaped, round glasses. Draco has bought him a new one, just as round but more elegant. Truly Draco's style. But the raven still doesn't want to wear it.

At first Draco thought that Harry didn't like it, but one day he saw Harry wearing it in their bedroom. Draco asked him why, and Harry said that he loved the glasses so much to wear it. Draco inwardly was disappointed, but he has realized that Harry maybe keep it as a symbol. Like his report card.

"Yeah," Draco says. He sweeps the floor from the shards of Harry's glasses. "I cannot bear to think that they are wanted. They don't understand what danger is waiting for them. I don't want to make them children without childhoods."

Harry looks at him sadly. He knows how it feels, to be a child without childhood. Draco turns his back from the boxes he is packing, just to see Harry looking to the floor, his face withdrawn. Draco blinks and realizes why Harry does that.

"Hey," the blonde puts down the plate he is holding into the box and circles his arm to Harry's shoulder. "It's the past, Harry."

"I know," Harry chokes out. He is shaking. Draco frowns and pulls him into a hug. "I thought, fuck Draco… when you said that, I remember my children. And my childhood. Draco… how I don't want them to have the same experience like I did."

"Ssh, Harry, it's over now."

As he rocks the sad raven and let him to control his feelings first, Draco cannot help to make a plan in his mind. The thought makes him smile inwardly as he kisses Harry's dark mop of hair.

After several hours of packing, Harry and Draco are done. Scorpius and Syl finally help them by packing their own clothes, although Draco has to shake his head in astonishment and Harry laughs out loud as he folds all the clothes all over again.

"You two are a big help," he says as he ruffles Scorpius' hair. The blonde boy squirms away from Harry's hands and tries his best to tidy his hair again. Draco laughs as he combs his son's blonde hair.

"You don't need to tidy it up," he says, still smiling. Scorpius pouts and lets out a small whimper.

"I just want to look like you, Daddy!"

"You cannot say that my hair is in the perfect style too, can you?"

Scorpius looks up and laughs when he realizes that his Daddy's hair is also messy. "You look like Harry!"

Draco smirks. "I'll take that as a compliment." He ruffles Scorpius' hair further. But he stops when he sees his son's face.

"What is it, kid?"

"Is… is Harry my new Mommy?" Scorpius says, his voice suddenly barely above a whisper.

Draco kneels in front of his son. "What makes you think like that, kid?"

"Syl keeps calling Harry that. But Daddy, I have a Mommy. She's beautiful. Not like Harry. Syl calls him that, and I'm confused. Daddy, I don't want a new Mommy!"

Both of them don't realize that Harry is behind them, hears everything they have said. Harry's eyes water. He knows that Scorpius likes him, but he also knows that the boy won't be happy if Harry takes his mother's place. Harry winces as he feels a sharp pain in his chest.

Harry's thought is cut by Draco's sigh. "Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy," he calls. "You don't need to call him that. Harry is a very nice man, and he'll understand if you don't like Syl's nickname to him."

"Not only that," Scorpius is starting to sob. Draco launches himself forward and hugs the small boy. "I saw you… kissed Harry. At first, I can ignore it, but I cannot anymore… Daddy, do you… love him? Like you love Mommy?"

Draco is shocked. "I…Scorpius, I don't know. I still love your mother." Draco answers. After he says that, he looks up and sees Harry standing on the doorstep, Syl in his arms, his green eyes watering.

Harry is left alone with Scorpius. Draco is out to contact the truck for their things, and Syl is in the living room, sleeping on the couch. All of the things already packed, includes Syl's bed, so she takes her nap on the sofa.

Scorpius only looks at him with…no, not disdain, only confusion. "Scorpius?" Harry asks. "Mind if you sit down?"

The boy only shakes his head and sits down. "Harry," he says softly.

"Listen," Harry says as he sits in front of the blonde boy. "I don't mean to take your father from your mother, and I understand that he…"

"No! You don't understand! You understand nothing!" Scorpius suddenly yells. "Daddy was happy before he met you! I think I like you, but… but…" he breaks down and starts to cry uncontrollably.

Harry hugs him tightly and ignores the small struggles from Scorpius. "Ssh, ssh," he whispers soothing noises to his ear. He remembers the time when Albus woke up from a nightmare, and finds himself crying again.

Suddenly Scorpius goes stiff in his arms, his mouth moves but no sound is out, he slowly shakes his head. Harry looks confusedly at him and he slowly whispers, "I'm sorry, Harry."

Harry frowns. This fast? The boy apologize this fast? "What?"

"My mind told me that you're not guilty. I admit so. I'm sorry."

Harry gapes in confusion, but he accepts Scorpius' odd apology. "That's okay," he kisses the boy's head. Then he hears a small purr and sees something odd from the couch.

Syl's big grin.

Several days after they move in, Harry finds Draco speaking to someone in the telephone. Arguing, to be precise. Harry frowns, but he cannot make out to whom Draco is talking. He shrugs and walks into the kitchen. This is not the first time Draco argues in the phone.

Draco is suspiciously odd nowadays. He asks Harry about James, Albus, and Lily's birthday. That makes Harry remembers Lily's sixth birthday, which is tomorrow. He cannot help but to feel sad of it.

Draco finally walks out his bedroom. One thing that Harry dislikes from the house is the fact that Draco has separated his bedroom from Harry's. Harry understands, though. Scorpius and Syl's bedroom is also separated. Speaking about Scorpius, he's not really like he used to do, but he's civil at least.

The new haven is a two-story house, painted with milky white and beige in all of the room. And with huge kitchen and living room. Harry found himself remembering his old house, and when he asked Draco about it, the blonde only shrugged and said the same.

"I have to go to the Manor tomorrow," Draco suddenly says behind Harry. "I'll take Scorpius and Syl with me. You will not come."

Harry frowns. He knows that Lucius Malfoy still dislikes him, but he, just like his grandson, is civil to Harry. So why Draco is holding him here? "Why is that?"

"It's a secret, but you're not coming with us. Stay home."

Harry is confused, but he cannot resist. His confusion only increases when Draco goes away and is back with a huge box and puts it into the fridge.

The next day…

Harry wakes up and realizes that Draco is already gone. What is in him anyway?, he wonders. He takes a bath and goes to the kitchen. When he passes the dining room, he gapes at the sight.

Draco must be poisoned by one of his medicines, Harry muses. The dining table is neatly arranged with several plates. Harry counts all of them. Five. A small letter is put on the table. Harry takes it.

Harry, there will be guests coming. Take the big box from the fridge and have a nice day. Draco.

Harry is confused as hell when he hears a sound of door knocking. He runs and opens it. He gapes.

On the doorstep, there are Ginny and their kids.

So. There's Draco's plan, taking the Potters to Harry. Hope you like this one!
I don't mean to make Scorpius like that, but he has a right to do so. He's like my friend, whose mom died and doesn't want his father to remarry. Sadly, he doesn't have a 'Syl' to clear things up. Syl is sneaky here, yes, she forces Scorpius to apologize.

I decided to name Scorpius' school Maxell. I think that Hogwarts suits a high school, like it used to be. Maxell is actually a name of a cassette brand. XD

So? Comments? ^^