Drabble #29. Acceptance


Al and Scorpius slowly approached the man with the platinum blonde hair and soft grey eyes that was awaiting them on the platform. They had yet to tell their parents of their relationship and they were worried that the reactions would be less than satisfactory.

"Dad?" Scorpius squeaked.

"Hey Scorp, hey Al! How was your year?" The boys looked at each other tentatively before turning back to the man in front of them.

"Well dad, me and Al, we're sort of, er, dating, I guess?" Scorpius said meekly.

"You're what? Really? That's great!" the older Malfoy proclaimed.

"R-really? You don't mind that we're together?" Al questioned.

"Mind? Of course not! All I've ever wanted for Scorpius is for him to be happy, and he's found happiness within you. It doesn't matter to me whether he's happy with you as a friend or a boyfriend, for the happiness is all that matters." Scorpius beamed at his dad as he grabbed Al's hand with his own.

"One parent down, three to go; plus all of your aunts and uncles. This is going to be quite an interesting Christmas," Scorpius laughed as he pulled Al towards a mass of red-headed people a little further down the platform, Draco following shortly behind them.