Scorpius has been sick for three days now. I hear him cry out. He likes to cry late at night or early in the morning. Looking at the clock, which reads 11:09, I tell Draco to go back to sleep, and that I'll tend to Scorpius. We had finally gotten Scorpius to bed at 10. I slide my feet into my slippers at the edge of my bed then I put on my bathrobe before walking across the room to Scorpius' bassinet.
I gently lift him up out of his bassinet and take him to a spare room one down the hall so we may not disturb Draco. "Hush Darling," I tell him, as I cradle him in my arms. His face is bright pink from crying. There are tears flowing down his cheeks. His hands are squeezed into little fists, grabbing my nightdress. I put a hand on his forehead; he's still burning up. I pace back and forth, gently bouncing him.
He will not cease to cry.
I look at the clock on the wall. It's 2:38. It's been nearly four hours since Scorpius decided to wake up at eleven. Non stop crying. I try feeding him again. He seems happy, but then he coughs. He coughs with the milk in his mouth. The milk went all over him, causing him to cry even harder.
I give up. I've done everything I could. I lay down on the bed with him laying on me and start crying with him.
Draco opens the door. I thought I put a silencing charm on the room.
"Need any help?" He asks me, leaning against the door frame.
"Yes," I nod embarrassed, wiping the tears off of my cheeks.
Draco walks to the bed and starts to rearrange the pillows. When he is finished he takes Scorpius, who is still crying, from my arms and lays down on the bed. He points his wand at the ceiling and transforms it into the night sky, filled with stars.
The stars catch Scorpius's attention.
And.
He.
Stops.
Crying.
Scorpius grabs at the stars. Realizing he isn't going to get a star, his bottom lip starts to quiver. Draco points his wand to the sky and lets a star fall on Scorpius. Of course it's not a real star, but more like a gold ball of cotton. Once making contact with Scorpius' tiny hands, it burst into a cloud of glitter. It was truly divine for the baby.