Hey guys, gals, Wizards and Witches and all ye' Muggles and magical creatures. I'm going to apologize for the next few chapters, aside from all the emotional turmoil that will be going on for the Malfoy's and Harry, Abraxas started school. :/ Meaning her and Syl can only write for about... 6-7 hours. Maybe. We normally write together for about... 12. But we will persevere!

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One more thing I'd like to state: YES. We know that Perry is the same as in Scorpius's Request. We are not stealing anything from that fic, we are not copying it, etc, etc. StarShineDC- Syl, is the author of that fic. She is the co-writer for this. We know, guys. Just to clear that up.

Did somebody say we were stealing my Perry?

Just a passing comment on FB.

Oh! Just a note: I edited Chapter 4, lovely readers. So it's not suddenly "just ." We forget to put spaces between Mrs and Her-my-ninny so they completed disappeared, FF thinking it was a url. All fixed though! Anymore of those errors? Let us know!

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"Oooh! Daddy! Look at all the pretty leaves!"

Draco chuckled, patting Scorpius's bright blonde hair. "Yes Scorpius, the seasons are changing. Which means zip your coat back up." The little answering pout was followed by a huff and the sound of a zipper.

Teddy skipped just ahead, little blonde streaks having appeared in his dark hair. He'd promised not to change it more than that, so Harry had let it slide. His own coat was flapping open. "Ted, if Scorpius has to zip his up, so do you."

He looked back, lips pursed as he studied the smaller boy, and then jerked his zipper half up. "Scorpius, c'mon!" He bounded over, grasped the younger boy's hand. "We'll find the best spot ever."

The little boy giggled as his feet were placed on the floor from his position against Draco's hip, his one hand grasping at Teddy's while his other clutched Perry's hoof tightly. "Ok! Let's go!" Draco gave a shake of his head, ever-so slightly oblivious to the stares from the general public.

Harry tucked an arm around Draco's waist, smiling after the boys. "Stay in sight."

Teddy waved a hand to show he'd heard, but continued on.

Scorpius's laughter was heard as he ran behind the elder child, a wide smile set against his lips, Perry plopping down against leg.

"Be careful, Scorpius!" Draco called, eyes trailing after the boy as he leaned slightly into Harry's touch. "Oh I hope he doesn't trip..."

"He'll be fine. Teddy's a good kid; he'll take care of him. He takes care of Hugo, too. Ron and Hermione's son," he clarified.

"I'm just worried he'll trip. Scorpius's blood is extremely thin." His eyes trailed after the little blonde boy, worry evident in the close lines of his face. "Where should we set up the picnic basket?"

"Let them pick." Harry brushed his lips against Draco's temple. "He'll be okay."

Draco nodded, a hand dropping down to grasp at Harry's before it suddenly fell to the side, his face dropping into an impassive mask like the flick of a wand.

"Draco Malfoy!"

"Mr. Malfoy, sir!"

"Mr. Malfoy, what do you have to say to the accusations of starting up another cult of Death Eaters, to bring back another Dark Lord?"

"Harry Potter? Blimey!"

"Shite," Harry muttered, tightening his grip around Draco's waist. He'd been hoping to avoid magic folk in a Muggle park.

Lucky for them, it was fairly early, so most Muggles were out having lunch with their families. Scorpius, Draco, Harry and Teddy were only surrounded by a few other stray families and a few couples; the Wizarding Press essentially had free reign.

"Mr. Malfoy doesn't have any comments on those ridiculous accusations, so leave us be."

The balding press man puffed his chest out and adjusted the ruddy brown fedora perched across his bulbous sized head. "Mr. Potter, please. If you do not mind, I am trying to interview Mr. Malfoy, not yourself. I'm pleased to see you trying to rectify past transgressions with this..." he mustached lip curled. "Death Eater... but I'd prefer to just interview," his eyes raked over Malfoy like a he knew the story he was about to publish would make him rich enough to soothe whatever sort of... fetishes he had. "Just Mr. Malfoy." Draco's stomach rolled.

"He isn't interested in an interview," Harry said quietly, voice strong with authority. "With anyone."

Draco froze as he saw Scorpius turn around, gazing at his father questioningly. He saw the little blonde boy tug at Teddy's sleeve, motioning to the two adults and the small swarm of flashing cameras. The Muggles looked on in confusion, thinking that there was an unknown celebrity in their midst's.

Teddy shook his head, taking a firmer hold of Scorpius's sleeve. Uncle Harry always told him to stay away from the camera people. Harry pushed passed them, bringing Draco along. "We'll find an apparition point and go to a different park," he murmured.

"No." Draco shook his head, his eyes glaring at the few cameramen who stood behind them, still snapping shots of the shockingly powerful magical duo. "Let them see that I'm not affected. I refuse to hide from them any longer, not since the divorce."

Harry nodded, keeping his arm firmly around Draco as they went. "As you like, love."

Gasps resounded from behind them, sending a cold smirk pushing at Draco's lips as he wrapped an arm around Harry's waist in return. "Blubbering idiots."

Harry smiled slightly. "I try not to let them bother me anymore. It's when I'm with Teddy that I worry; he's still too young to have to deal with them. And I don't want Scorpius to be harassed by them, either."

"Neither do I." Draco turned his head, glancing farther away, hair whipping against the wind as he called out, "Scorpius! Teddy! That's far enough!"

Teddy stopped and looked back, smiling. "Okay!"

Harry chuckled. "We're pretty close to the water. That okay?"

Draco nodded, "It's perfectly fine, Scorpius loves the water when he isn't in it. ...Until he gets in it." The blonde's nose crinkled in vain amusement.

"Teddy loves the water. I have a feeling he'd convince Scorpius to get in." Harry grinned. This felt nice, he realized. This felt like... family, and Harry was so unused to that feeling unless he was with the Weasleys. It almost scared him how easily that feeling came with Draco and Scorpius; it had come before the love. And now that the love was there too...

Harry reached up and tucked a loose strand of hair behind Draco's ear. Now that the love was there, it was becoming entirely too easy to imagine this family as his. "I'll tell Ted no water when we sit down, nip that in the bud before it becomes an issue."

"Water has always been an issue. It was an issue when you showed up in our lives a week and a half ago, and it'll still be a problem in a year." The blonde groaned, hands coming to rub at his eyes, the flashes from those bloody cameras had irritated the silver-hued pupils immensely, the kiss against his head giving a small soothe to his worries for the moment.

Harry drew him into a hug, lifting a hand up to his cheek. "They're bright right in your face like that, aren't they? I charmed my glasses a few years ago to block most of the light."

"I haven't been in front of the cameras in a long while, I normally had a charm for it, to reflect the light back on the photographers. Sneaky little charm that gto them to leave me well-enough alone." Draco answered, eyes drifting from sun-kissed cheeks to those red with exertion, Scorpius playing a game of tag with Teddy. Draco sat up slightly, leaning out of Harry's grasp. "Scorpius! Come back towards us please, you're done playing for a while."

Teddy paused, eyes going to Harry. He opened his mouth to protest and was interrupted before it could start. "You too, Teddy. Let's eat." He lowered his voice and looked back at Draco. "Should I tell Teddy not to play so much?"

"Just to take it easy for a while would be best. Scorpius's lungs can't really handle tag, maybe hide-and-seek?" He reached forward to drag the picnic basket closer, wand weighing heavily in his pocket, his hand aching to reach for it after so long. But in the presence of Muggles, even Draco knew his limitations.

"Alright. I'll suggest it. He won't be too difficult to convince. I'm just glad they're getting along."

"Daddy! Papa!" Scorpius giggled, rushing over and collapsing between Harry and Draco's legs. His little chest was rising, heart pounding as he clutched Perry to his chest with a wide smile, mouth moving with reckless abandon. "Teddy- caught a 'utterfly- duckies! And- muggly-people-" Draco gave a small chuckle, placing a hand on Scorpius's forehead, tsking at the raise in temperature.

"Breathe, Scorpi." The little child giggled at the nickname.

Teddy dropped down, grinning widely. "Scorpius is lots of fun!" he exclaimed.

With a laugh, Harry retrieved a plate and filled it up with the things Teddy liked most. "It looked like you two were having plenty of fun."

Scorpius nodded, silently chewing on a small piece of an apple Draco had handed him, face slowly losing its bright red flush and returning to its trademark Malfoy pallor.

Teddy snuggled up against Harry, munching happily on one of the muffins. "Can we play some more after we eat?"

"Only if you eat slowly," Harry advised, more for Scorpius's benefit than for Teddy's. "And why don't you play a different game? Like hide-n-seek?"

His face lit with pure glee. "I like that game! Okay!"

Scorpius glanced up from his apple slice, breathing slowly. "Really? Can I play?" Draco let a small smile press against his lips after glancing around for a moment. He refused to let the press get any news on him, or Scorpius. Not since the diagnosis of being ill a few years previous. He leaned down, pressing a kiss to the small boy's temple, Scorpius sitting with his legs pressed wide, shaggy blonde hair falling in wide, excited silver eyes as he played with Perry in his legs, pretend-feeding him apple slices. (But he didn't know that.)

"Yeah!" Teddy agreed quickly, picking up his sandwich. He tore off the crust first, stuffing the pieces into his mouth.

Harry chuckled. "Slow down, Ted. You're acting like you haven't eaten in a week."

"But I wanna go play, Uncle Harry!"

Scorpius giggled, holding out a small slice to the other boy, nibbling on one with his other hand.

Teddy took the proffered fruit, grinning. "Thanks."

"Well that's a curious looking clone," a voice suddenly said. "He's awfully little, though."

Harry looked up and over, laughing when he saw who it was. "Luna?"

"Hello, Harry." She smiled, wand tucked behind her ear, and slid her gaze to the elder Malfoy. "Hello, Draco. And Teddy and clone."

Teddy started to laugh, a hand coming up to cover his mouth. "He's not a clone, Aunt Luna! He's cousin Draco's son."

"That's possible too, I suppose."

"Hello there, Luna," Draco greeted in passing, nodding his head to her politely as he gazed down at his son, adjusting the jacket slightly and ruffling his hair.

The blonde sank down onto their blanket without invitation and studied Scorpius curiously. "He's very little."

"I think he's an okay size," Teddy said, immediately sticking up for his new friend.

Harry smiled and ruffled his hair. "What brings you this way, Luna?"

"I was following the waddling whizbees. Very curious creatures." She stared passed them, big eyes dreamy. "They come to a woman when they're pregnant. I was wanting to ask them what I was having."

Teddy giggled. Aunt Luna always had the funnest stories. "What do they look like?"

"Like waddling whizbees aught," she replied, smiling fondly at him. "Your hair looks perfectly ordinary today," she complimented and earned another laugh.

Scorpius starred at her, head tilting to the side, fringe falling against a reddened nose. "Whisss-whiszs-" His little tongue poked out from between his lips, his nose scrunching in confusion, just as his father's does in amusement. "W-What?" Scorpius gazed up at his father, Perry pausing in his "play" between the little child's stubby legs.

Chuckling, Harry reached out and ruffled his hair. "This is my old friend Luna. Her father runs a whole magazine."

Scorpius gasped, hands clenching against Perry slightly. "A whole magasthine-"

"Maga-zeen, Scorpius," Draco correctly softly, gazing at Luna with curious eyes. "How are you, Luna? I apologize for not having spoken more with you in our Hogwarts days." Well he was just full of daisies and sunshine today, wasn't he? Apologizing to the girl that all his house did was make fun of? He shrugged inwardly. Draco himself had no qualms against the blonde women, wishing to surprisingly get to know her when they both had attended Hogwarts.

"Well, there was the time when you told one of your friends to not push me down the stairs in front of Professor Flitwick, which was very nice of you." She blinked at him. "Are you and Harry friends now? He seemed awfully obsessed with you during school."

"Thanks, Luna..."

She smiled at the blush rising in Harry's cheeks. "You're welcome."

Draco blinked, his silver eyes darting over to the man next to him. "Obsessed?" Scorpius gazed on in silence.

"I wasn't obsessed."

"I told him once to just kiss you, of course, since you seemed just as obsessed with him. But Harry refused."

"Luna-"

"Would you have kissed back?" she wondered, curious eyes on Draco.

Draco gave a small smirk. "You wanted to kiss me," he leaned back against his hand, shirt stretching across broad shoulders and lifting slightly to reveal pale, milky skin against his stomach. "-huh, Potter?"

"Shove off, Malfoy. I can kiss you whenever I like."

Teddy, meanwhile, had picked up the rest of his sandwich and got to his feet, beckoning for Scorpius to follow him while the adults were distracted.

"Oh?" Malfoy chided, obliviously to the weight lifting against his legs as his son took off towards the lake, Perry in tow. "-and what if I objected to you 'kissing me whenever you liked?'"

Harry's smile was nothing if not smug. "You wouldn't."

Draco leaned forward, brushing their lips together, hair dusting against Harry's nose. "You want to test that theory, Potter?"

He lifted a hand, tangling it in Draco's hair to keep him in place and tilted his head slightly. His lips rubbed against Draco's as he spoke. "I think my hypothesis will win."

Draco chuckled, the sound rumbling low in his throat. "That's a big word there, Potter." He drew Harry's bottom lip between his teeth.

"I have an impressive vocabulary, I'll have you know." On a soft sound, Harry crushed his lips onto Draco's, tongue gliding over them, silently requesting entrance.

Draco pressed back gently, kneading his lips against Harry's before pulling away completely to rest against the ground near Harry, hands behind his head. "Mm, I think that right there constitutes as an 'I win.'"

"Hardly." Harry rolled atop the blonde, Luna entirely forgotten as he captured Draco's warm lips again.

Draco's body shuddered, his heart beating almost tangibly in his chest as his chest rose and fell shakily, his lips molding against the brunette's perfectly. "Y-You're cruel, Potter."

"No, I'm winning." He sat up, grinning. "I can kiss you whenever I like."

The blonde hummed as he gazed back up at the sky, silver eyes swimming with unreadable emotions. "We'll see about that."

Harry stroked his cheek gently. "Draco," he murmured, "wha-?"

He was interrupted by squeals and pounding feet. Teddy flew at him, eyes big and wide, hair a rather alarming shade of red. "Teddy, what did I tell you about... Where's Scorpius?"

Teddy could only point, breath hitching, and the boy was passed off to Luna as Harry vaulted to his feet and rushed off.

Draco's world seem to come to a complete stop, his body reacting before his mind could process Harry already rushing down towards the lake. "S-Scorpius..." He stood, albeit on shaky legs, darting behind the brunette and rushing towards the lake, thoughts running haywire throughout his skull. What had happened? Had Scorpius fallen in? Did he trip and break something? Did he have an allergic reaction to something he shouldn't have eaten? He had Harry had made sure that they packed nothing the little blonde child couldn't eaten. Draco's throat closed up, his eyes widening as he approached the lake, his legs burning. "Scorpius!" His little boy was collapsed against the ground, face almost blue and blotchy, coughs racking his chest violently as he clutched at his throat. He rushed forward, falling to his knees and pulling Scorpius into his arms. "Harry-!"

Harry gathered them both up, snapping off a Patronus. After the second try, the stag burst out. "It'll- Luna," he managed, fear constricting his words and he apparated on the spot.

Draco lurched as he felt the tell-tale sign of apparating twisting in his stomach. His knees groaned in protest, his arms tightening around Scorpius's shuttering body as they hit hard, stone floor.

"Death Eater- look-"

"What is he holding?"

"Who is that? - With the dark hair?"

The whispers started almost instantaneously, the on-call nurses glaring from the desk down at the man who they all knew by his tell-tale blonde hair. "Mr. Malfoy! What is it this time?"

Harry stood, bringing Draco with him and turning steely green eyes on the nurses. "I wasn't aware that it was hospital policy to snap at those in need."

"M-M-Mr. Potter! Sir!" The nurses on call rushed forward, a few trying to keep back a swarm of waiting patients as they tried to get a look at the famous Boy-Who-Lived.

Instantly Draco and Scorpius were swept up, Scorpius being pulled from Draco's arms rather forcefully as the father seemed to not want to let go, even though no questions were asked for him to even come close to releasing the boy from his arms.

"No spells," Harry said quickly, taking Draco's hand and giving it a squeeze. It was to comfort and reassure the father as much as it was for himself. "If they can be avoided. Someone call Healer Weasley!"

The nurses nodded, one particularly calling out orders to get a stretcher, one being conjured almost immediately as they whisked Scorpius away to a room somewhere in the hospital.

"Healer Weasley, to the emergency desk immediately." The message played from somewhere across the hospital, repeating itself twice before shutting off. Draco let out a small noise, gripping Harry's hand harshly, his own shaking violently.

Hermione was there within moments, took one look at Harry and Draco and her eyes went wide. "What's happened?"

"Scorp..." Harry gestured weakly, shivering. With Hermione in sight, his charge of the situation vanished. "He... He ran off with Teddy? And... we don't know. He wasn't breathing right."

She nodded. "I'll be right back. Take them to a waiting room," she said to no one in particular and scurried off with surprising speed for a pregnant woman.

"We made s-sure n-not to pack anything he wasn't allergic to..." Draco felt his knees shake. "We... o-oh Merlin..." His heart sunk in his chest.

"It's okay." Harry latched a supportive arm around Draco, following a medi-witch to a private waiting area. She kept giving Draco wary stares, but Harry didn't have the focus required to snap at her. His heart was racing, mind going just as fast with visions that terrified him. "He'll be okay."

"N-No Harry! It's not okay!" His hands yanked through his hair. "How did I not think of it? Scorpius..." he waved his hands around like it would make his non-tangible thought more real. "...has a tendency to develop reactions to things that he hadn't had before. It could be the simplest thing as the damn toothpaste he uses in the morning." His heart tore. Oh his son... Why hadn't he been more overcautious?

"It'll be okay," he repeated, waving the medi-witch away sharply. He sank heavily into a chair. "Hermione'll take care of it. He'll be okay..."

"My son, Harry..." Draco sank back against a chair, wishing to just curl up, or even wake up and hope that the problems went away. His little boy was somewhere, here in St. Mungo's, being tested with Merlin knows what to figure out what had happened... Draco felt like he couldn't breathe.

"I know." Harry reached out, taking his hands. "He'll be okay."
He laced their fingers shakily, trying to swallow past the lump in his throat, his thoughts rushing around to find something that he had missed. Maybe... maybe he could... "W-We'll..." he licked his dry lips. "We'll need to t-talk to Teddy... and notify Andromeda..."

"Luna's got him. She'll take him to Number Twelve and keep him entertained a while." He lifted Draco's hands to his lips, brushed light kisses over the knuckles. He couldn't seem to stop trembling. "Hermione can take care of him. She's read his files, done scans on him. She'll know what to do."

"W-Well..." his hands tightened. "It might be m-more beneficial to extract memories for a pensieve, or talk to Luna... or.,." Draco's wide, watery silver eyes fell to the ground, his fringe coming to sweep across his forehead. "I'm not ready to lose my boy Harry... not him." He pressed his lips against Harry's knuckle, "please tell me Hermione knows what she is doing... I don't trust those nurses with him."

"Hermione knows what she's doing. She's brilliant. Everything's going to be okay. I promise." Merlin, he hoped that wasn't a promise he'd break. He didn't want Scorpius to die, either. Oh... He'd been blue and shaking and... Harry blocked the image from his mind. "I love you, Draco."

Draco's hand, shaking and cold, lifted to rest against Harry's cheek, his face leaning forward to press their lips together. "H-Harry..." He swallowed, thoughts swimming as he tried to pull a cool, calm and collected expression against his high cheeks and wavering silver eyes. The expression fell, Draco's forehead thudding against Harry's. "I'm scared."

"I know," Harry whispered. "I know you are, Draco. I am too. But it's going to be okay." He lifted a hand to Draco's on his cheek, covering it gently. "He's got the best healer in the entire hospital and she knows his case."

"Harry, Draco?"

Draco's head jerked up, hissing slightly at the friction of skin against skin. "H-Hermione-" He cleared his throat, eyes almost unreadable in its swimming emotions. "Healer Weasley."

"I'll tell you first, he's going to be just fine. He's asleep now, but he's breathing evenly and his heart rate's steady."

Harry blew out a haggard breath, holding Draco's hands tightly. "But what was wrong?"

She sighed, rubbing her belly in slow circles. "He's developed a new allergy. Hazelnuts."

"Hazel-?" Harry broke off, huffed. "I never did like nutella," he grumbled.

Draco looked at the brunette's, a confused gaze pulling at his features. "What? Allergy?" His gaze flickered between Harry, and Hermione's knowledgeable gaze. "What do you mean? Scorpius has always had nutella, it's one of his favorite foods besides apples..." His hand searched around behind him, seeing out Harry's grasp.

Harry held on, gently rubbing the back of his hand with his thumb. "Hermione...?"

"Nut allergies are fairly common, Draco. They can develop at any time, really. And this could very well be something that goes away." She shook her head. "This really came out of nowhere, though. There was no sign of it at all yesterday."

"Can I..." He swallowed, licking at lips, sucking the lower one between his teeth and gnawing on it, fingers tightening, fidgeting against Harry's hand. "Can I see him? Can I see Scorpius?"

"Of course you can." She gestured, smiling. "Both of you can."

"Please, please Hermione." Draco shook his head, blonde hair falling against his nose. "Take me to him, I need to see my son."

"Come along, then. He's in the children's ward." She saw no reason to tell them that the medi-witches had originally tried to take him down a hall they rarely used to keep him away from the "normal" patients. He was normal.

Draco nodded anxiously, hands pulling away to wring his own together, behind his back, following Hermione with cool, collected footsteps. He refused to let the people sitting in those "waiting" chairs, those wizards and witches staring at him like he was some form of a disease think that he wasn't calm, that he wasn't collected, that he wasn't a Malfoy. He was still Draco Malfoy... just a few... added limbs, and a little face... Merlin he needed to see his son.

Harry kept close to Draco, tucking an arm around him, laying his hand on the blonde's waist. "After we see him, why don't I go to Number Twelve and make sure I don't have anything hazelnut related there? And then I'll go to your place and make sure, too."

Draco nodded, swallowing past the violent lump in his throat, body pressing against Harry's side. "I... Yes, yes, okay." Draco's body stiffened, Hermione waving towards a door a few feet in front of them.

"Just in here," she supplied.

Harry nodded before they slipped in. "You'll stay here?"

"Yes."

Draco grasped the door-handle firmly with a small nod back at Hermione, over his shoulder. With a shaky hand, the door-handle turned down, the door, white and bleak, opened slowly. It didn't creak, it didn't moan in protest at the motion, and Draco's heart sunk at the silence, his chest practically bearing down on him, crushing his heart as bile rose in his throat. Scorpius lay unconscious on a small, white cot, tubes and wires running around his lithe, extremely thin body, through his nose and around his face. His breathing was shallow, his face not the normal Malfoy pallor, just a few shades lighter, as if the child has never seen the sun. The blue tone to his lips and cheeks had faded, but small little whimpers left his throat as if Scorpius still couldn't breathe. Scorpius's hair was disheveled, as if whipped by the wind, the gown placed over his shoulder wrinkled as if he was given one that had not been washed previously, and was shrunken down to fit his abnormally small body.

"O-Oh Scorpius..." Draco rushed forward.

"We couldn't do any magic on him, naturally, and the medi-witches are all rather unused to more Muggle methods." But Hermione had spent a couple of years at a Muggle hospital, so she knew better than they had. "I know seeing all these tubes is odd, but..."

But they'd been necessary. Harry nodded mutely, dragging a chair over to the side of the bed as close as it could get. He didn't sit, though, leaning over Scorpius and gently touching his cheek. It was terrifying, seeing the little happy boy like this.

Draco clutched Scorpius's hands, and as the door shut firmly, Hermione outside in the hall, tears poured down Draco's cheeks, his body convulsing with sobs as he gazed at his son. "O-Oh Scorpius... Scorp..."

Harry slid an arm tightly around his waist, shivering as he held onto his lover. His other hand remained on Scorpius's cheek. "Godric," he whispered.

Draco felt as if his knees were going to collapse under him. Scropius's skin was cold, or did Draco's hand feel unusually hot against his child's hand?

"Harry..." He pressed a kiss to Scorpius's forehead. "We need to figure this out." His silver eyes, wide with determination despite the tears turned to almost glare at the brunette in determination. "We will figure this out Harry, and immediately. I refuse to sit here while my son is for all the sense of the word dying, and all these blubbering so-called 'nurses' just stand by and gossip."

"We'll figure it out, Draco. I hate seeing him like this. I don't want to see him like this ever again."

Draco nodded his head, reassured for just a moment before he waved a hand at the brunette. "Go check on Teddy and Luna. I'll be here when you return." The blonde sat in the chair that Harry had pulled up, hands grasped firmly around Scorpius's, eyes never leaving the small boy's face.

Harry lowered down, brushing Scorpius's hair away to place a light kiss on his brow. He kissed Draco as he straightened again, leaving his fingertips on the man's face. "I'll be back soon."

Draco pressed their lips together solidly for a few moments before pulling away with a nod. "Stay safe." With a small graze of his fingertips against Harry's cheek, Draco turned back to Scorpius, caressing the little boy's cheek softly, eyes guarded as he gazed down at his son. Oh how the mighty have fallen.

"I will. I love you." He squeezed Scorpius's hand. "Feel better, little man," he murmured and went out, nodding to Hermione as he passed her.

Draco sat back against the chair, eyes almost glazing over as thoughts swam through his head like a wading pool. His thumb grazed back and forth, almost minutely against Scorpius's small, cold-skinned hand. "Oh Scorpius... I wanted a better life for you. I'm..." He couldn't bring himself to utter a simple apology, his heart twisting tear-jerkingly in his chest.

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So we're done loves~ We apologize greatly for the wait. Stupid Abraxas has stupid school that Syl finds to be stupidly pointless. :D Abraxas agrees.

But we're getting there! The chapters might take an extra day or so to get out until Abraxas gets used to the schedule again, but rest-assured we will be writing like crazy! So what did you guys think? Feel bad for poor Scorpius? What do you think happened to the poor boy? Glad we finally introduced another character? I know I am. xD

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