When Harry thought about Christmas, his first year in Hogwarts had always stood out for him as his first real Christmas. Back when he had lived with the Dursleys, not only would he receive nothing for Christmas, he would also have to slave away at the holiday parties they had thrown. His first winter break had already started out pretty great with no classes, no chores, more food than he could possibly eat and the Weasleys to spend his time with. He had not have any expectation going to sleep on Christmas' Eve as it simply had not occurred to him that anyone would send him a present at all. He would never forget how moved he had felt to receive his first jumper from Molly Weasley, who had only seen himself once very briefly on the platform at the time. From then on, Molly had become as close to a mother to him as possible, so it had been amazing for him to actually become part of the family later on. Ron and some of the other Weasleys might have gotten tired of receiving jumpers as Christmas present every year, but certainly not Harry, who would be reminded of what it would have felt like to have a mother every time he received a jumper. It was upsetting to think about how Scorpius would feel now during Christmas, when he would be sorely reminded of his loss even more than most days.

"It must be very hard for Draco and Scorpius, with just each other to spend Christmas with." Harry did not realise he had said it out loud. He had no doubt that Draco, being the only family Scorpius had, loved Scorpius with all his life but Draco Malfoy did not struck him as a father who could ever be good at expressing his love, and it might be true that Draco could afford anything Scorpius would have wanted for Christmas, but just the imaginary lonely Malfoy Christmas in his head was enough to make him feel sorry for the poor boy. But then, there was another who was as close, if not closer, to Scorpius as any family could ever be.

Albus was taken aback by his father's abrupt change of subject but decided to go along with it. "Yes, I heard it was pretty depressing last year. Scorpius said they had this lavish christmas dinner together but did not share more than ten words with each other." That sounded even more terrible than Harry had imagined.

"But he is actually rather looking forward to it this year. Our Time Turner incident has brought him much closer to his father. Scorpius even cried into his father's arms and told him everything that ...night..." Albus trailed off as he realised he had told his father too much about his friend.

"That's ...great to know." Harry responded distractedly as he was processing the implication of what his son had just said, Scorpius had told Draco everything… that would certainly include the torture, right? He was relieved as this meant he would not have to be the one to tell Draco that horrifying information. But then he focused his thought on the reason why he had brought up the Malfoy Christmas in front of Albus at the first place.

"Albus, I am wondering… if you would like to spend a few hours at the Malfoy Manor on Christmas morning?" The moment he said his thought out loud, Harry realised there would be no turning back, not that he felt regretful for saying that.

Instead of the excitement he had expected, his son was staring at Harry as if he had grown an extra head, which actually made a lot of sense. The Slytherin boys had requested to spend some time together during winter and easter breaks for the first two years. However, Harry had consistently said no since these two breaks were only two weeks long and Christmas was a time for family. By third year, the boys had given up hope of spending time together in the short breaks that they had not bothered to ask at all. It was true that Harry still believed it was important for Albus to spend Christmas with his extended family, but that did not mean he could not spare a couple of hours to make a difference to someone else's Christmas.

"But…" His son finally said, "you have always said Christmas is a time for family." Albus was still staring at his father, as if waiting for him to reveal that this was just a terrible joke.

"True, but family comes in all shapes and sizes, it does not even have to be blood family. The Weasleys have become a family to me since my first Christmas in Hogwarts. The same can be said about Scorpius and you, you are his family."

As he continued to stare at Harry's earnest expressions, Albus finally let Harry's suggestion sank in and his look of disbelief and uncertainty slowly morphed into one of wonder. He fist pumped into the air and screamed "Yes!" Then, in the fit of his excitement, he pulled his father into a hug. "This will be the best Christmas ever, thank you!"

Of course there would be some people he would have to persuade, some harder than the others, but as he was being hugged by his socially-awkward son for the first time in years, he knew he had make the right decision and he would have to make this happen no matter what.

As soon as Albus had let go of Harry, he started looking around and said, "This is so exciting! I have to write to tell Scorpius imme…" Harry stopped his son as he was pulling out his parchment. "Albus, this is quite a big thing to ask the Malfoys. It would be more appropriate for me to write to Draco myself." Albus deflated and looked ready to argue, but then stopped himself as he came to see the logics behind Harry's words.

Harry patted his son on the shoulder to reassure him, "I will go to start writing the letter right away and have Snitch take it to him, he should receive it before six, which will give him plenty of time to reply."

Albus nodded, then hesitated a second before asking "Will grandma and grandpa be unhappy to know that I will arrive late?" This might sound like a childish thing to ask but it was actually a rather valid concern. Christmas was after all one of the very few occasions for the entire extended Weasley family to come together that it was safe to say that Christmas day was the most important day of the year for Molly and Arthur Weasley. Molly would start working on her jumpers at least a month in advance and all the homemade delicious sweets and pastries a week in advance. It was also a day that would remind them of the loss of Fred. Albus loved his grandparents a lot that he would not want to be the one to ruin their Christmas. But then, Molly and Arthur had a whole dozen of grandchildren.

Harry gave his son his most fatherly and soothing smile and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of it, I promise." Albus seemed to trust his father enough to return a smile.

Harry immediately pulled out a piece of parchment to write to Draco after returning to his room. He had just started when Ginny entered.

"I take it your father-son conversation went well. I don't even know our son is still capable of making such an excited sound… Hmm, what are you writing, Harry?"

Harry was worried about Ginny's reaction but there was no point delaying the inevitable or lying. "Hmm… a letter to Draco Malfoy."

A confused frown formed on Ginny's forehead, "Okay… why would you be writing to Draco Malfoy now?"

"Because I need to ask his permission for Albus to visit Scorpius for a few hours tomorrow morning." Harry was so worried about Ginny's reaction that he did not try to elaborate on his answers at all.

"Let me get this straight, Albus has just screamed in delight because you have given permission for him to spend Christmas morning at the Malfoy Manor instead of the Burrow." Ginny said calmly, her face unreadable.

"Yes. And he will only be staying there for about three hours. He can open his presents at home with his siblings before flooing over to the Manor, where I will pick him up myself at around noon and bring him to the Burrow. He will still be having Christmas lunch with the entire family." Harry said in an unexpectedly defensive tone, he was bracing himself for anger or attack, except it did not come.

To Harry's surprise, Ginny's lip curled up into a smile. "That's actually not a bad idea. I have always felt sorry for poor Scorpius. He must be so lonely after his mother's passing… Hmm, you know, I think spending time with Scorpius would make our son more delightful at Christmas lunch. I know Ron and our nephews don't mean ill but it's hard for Albus to get teased so much for being a Slytherin."

Harry was extremely grateful for Ginny's positive response, and she had voiced one of the reasons why he had thought it would do Albus good to be allowed to visit the Malfoys on Christmas morning. While Albus had been there at all the Christmas dinners and lunches the last couple of years, he would always sulk in the corner for hours, trying to avoid everyone that he might as well be not there. It had not been his fault that all of his siblings and cousins had a lot of inside jokes and had generally been much closer among themselves since they were all Gryffindors, but it did not make it any better that Albus would try to hide in the empty rooms just to get away from people on Christmas day of all days. Of course some of the adults and the girls would try really hard to engage Albus in conversations or games, but it was like he simply refused to have fun. Harry was hopeful that having spent time with Scorpius on Christmas would put Albus in a much better mood for his grandparents' benefits.

Harry gestured to his parchment and said, "I would love to have a talk since I have been so busy these days but I should finish this letter as soon as possible."

Ginny waved her hand, walked over behind Harry as she said, "Of course, don't mind me. Scorpius would be so excited to learn the news!"

It was hard for Harry to focus on the task at hands with his wife's hands touching his shoulders and the sweet floral aroma of her shampoo reminding him of her presence every single second. Awaring that Ginny was reading his every word, he was feeling ridiculously self-conscious as he wrote,

"Dear Draco Malfoy,

You may be wondering why I would be writing to you on this particular day or why I am writing a letter without sending our presents. We have indeed sent out our presents with Amber just a while ago but I am writing in regards to a different but urgent matter.

I am wondering if it would be okay for you to have Albus visit the Malfoy Manor on Christmas morning for a few hours. I know that Scorpius does not have much family left and I believe letting Albus visit will bring Scorpius some well-deserved christmas cheers. It will make Albus' Christmas as well to meet his best friend. If you have no objection, Albus will be able to floo over at around nine in the morning, he will be expected at the Christmas lunch at the Burrow so he will have to leave at around noon. You are not obliged to say yes but I hope you can really take your time to consider, everyone deserves to be happy on Christmas.

In any case, merry Christmas to Scorpius and you, Malfoy.

Yours sincerely,

Harry Potter"

Harry fetched Snitch, his owl, to deliver his letter immediately. He knew that this was a strange name for an owl but Snitch had shiny light brown fur which looked almost golden at times, he was also ridiculously fast that a trip to Malfoy Manor could take him less than an hour. Given the urgent nature of the message, it was important for Harry to pick the quickest owl to deliver.

"I hope he says yes." Harry said as his eyes followed the owl disappearing into the snowing sky.

"Of course he will. Whatever you say about Draco Malfoy, he loves his son!"

A/N: More interactions with another character, believe it or not, I thought I would just be writing a "short" story with interactions among the main four characters when I first started, this fic is becoming much longer than I have first anticipated.