I am on a roll! Three chapters in one day! Aren't you all proud?! This is just a little Christmas filler~ Hope you like it!

Scorpius was buzzing. It was Christmas morning, and he was sitting in bed, wide awake. He glanced at the clock. 7:45. He wasn't allowed into his parents' room until 8:30, and he was becoming impatient. Usually he would just fall back asleep, not being as Rose called, 'a morning person', but he just couldn't sleep in all of his excitement. Sighing, he picked up his book off his bedside table, and began to read.

One reason why he was excited about getting up was the fact that he would be getting his 12th birthday presents as well. His Birthday was on the 15th of November, so he hadn't been able to celebrate with them. He felt bad for not telling Albus or Rose when his birthday was, but in the haze of schoolwork, he actually forgot himself. Another reason he was excited was the thought of getting a letter from his friends again. He had spent a while picking out presents, his father had even taken him out to Muggle London to get them. Scorpius always ended up laughing at his father when they went shopping together without his mother, mostly because no matter what shop they were in, his father refused to ask for help unless it was a male clerk. And when Draco finally did end up asking a female assistant about something, he always had to slip in something about his wife to get the woman off his back.

Scorpius couldn't help but notice his father's discouragement of flirting. His mother always said that his father was a bit of a lady's-man when he was younger, almost constantly flirting with any (pureblood, of course) girl that would come his way. But now that he was happily married with a son, he was content, and never flirted with anyone unless it was to tease Astoria.

Scorpius continued reading for a while, feeling content. His family had a wide range of both muggle and Wizarding literature for him to choose from, so he always had something to read. Checking the clock again, he saw that it read 8:28 and grinned. Placing down his book and pulling on his dressing gown, he ran into his parents' bedroom, pouting at their sleeping forms. Walking over to his father's side of the bed, he nudged him awake. "Dad. Daaad."

His father groaned, his hair sticking in all directions. "Just five more minutes, sweetheart... Daddy's very tired." The older blonde reached out and gently patted his son on the head before falling back into what Scorpius knew to be a deep slumber. Sighing, he turned and walked round to his mother's side of the bed. She was very unlike Scorpius and his father when it came to getting up. Nudging her shoulder gently, he mumbled a quiet "It's Christmas day" and his mother's eyes shot open. Sitting up, she grinned at her son and kissed him on the head. "Merry Christmas dear. Draco. DRACO. Wake up you lazy-" grabbing a pillow, the brunette turned to the sleeping form of her husband and brought it down hard upon his head. The two waited a moment before a gentle whine came from the large bundle of blankets his father had become. "Don't make me smother you. Now get up. I want you awake before I come back up to this room with coffee or so help me god." Grinning at her son, she mumbled "Make his life hell" and got up, walking out of the room after grabbing her dressing gown.

Scorpius turned back to his father, who had now turned over to face him with a deep frown, "Please don't make me get up..." The young blonde grinned. "Sorry dad~" he got into the bed and crawled over to his father, cuddling up in the blankets. Sighing, and probably not wanting to get on the bad side of his wife this time of the morning, the older man grudgingly sat up.

"That's my boy. Didn't even have to threaten him. Very civilised son, I have." The two blondes turned back to the door way to see a grinning Astoria, holding a tray with three mugs on it. Draco quickly stood up, taking the tray from her and putting it on the bedside table before turning back to his wife to peck her softly on the lips. "Good morning, Oh beautiful bringer of Coffee~"

The brunette rolled her eyes as her husband made his way back to the tray, grabbing the steaming black coffee from it and drinking half of it in one. "I should have known. My husband is more in love with coffee than he is with me." She grinned at Scorpius, who was laughing quietly at the two's exchange. "Draco, dear. The gift." Looking up from his coffee, Scorpius' father blinked and smiled, "One moment", he put the mug down and knelt by the bed, pulling something out from under it. "Obviously its rather late, but Happy Birthday, Scorpius."

His father stood up with the item, and Scorpius' breath caught in his throat. It was a broomstick. But not just any broomstick, the exact one he had fallen in love with when he saw it in Diagon Alley the previous week with his father. It was smooth, sleek, graceful. At the top of the handle it read, in clear, bright blue letters, Skios.

It was the best broom on the market, having overtaken the Firebolt 360, and Scorpius was breathless. He turned back to his smiling mother, who was happily sipping her tea, and back to his father, who was grinning at him. "Are you going to accept your gift or just stare at it..?" Nodding slowly, he took the broom from his father's hands and stared at it in awe. He never recalled actually saying thank you, but his parents understood he meant it.

After he had happily spouted on about the Specifications of his new broom, in between sips of his hot chocolate to his (very tolerant) parents, he had left it gently on his bed to go downstairs and open the rest of his presents.

Running into the room, he grinned at the massive piles of presents underneath the tree, he quickly pulled ones out for both of his parents as they sat down, and grabbed one for himself.

By the time the ritual of present opening had almost ended, Scorpius had found himself with several new books, some new clothes, an actually decent set of dress robes from his grandparents (which surprised them all) and a new set of seeds and potions ingredients for him to work with. Next to open was the packages from Rose and Albus. His parents had gotten up to make breakfast, so he was left alone. He opened the smaller one first, and frowned at the small white box in front of him. He opened the note that Rose had left him.

"This is a muggle device that plays music. We saw you frowning at Albus' on the train and you seemed pretty mesmerised by it, so we decided to put our money together to get you one. We put some music we thought you might like on it, and you already know how to use it, so I hope it's okay!"

The blonde gasped as he opened the small plastic box, pulling the small 'electrical' item from it. He let the cool metal slide against his hand, and he grinned. He was pretty confused by them at first.

The three sat happily talking on the train back home, laughing amongst themselves before Albus announced that he needed to listen to a song to get it out of his head. Scorpius frowned, not understanding the reference and looked downright confused when Albus pulled a small device from his bag. Rose turned to him, "You've never seen one before? Hang on." She took the small thing from Albus' hands and held it in front of both her and Scorpius, showing the blonde how it worked. Taking the 'earphones' as Rose called them, she placed one in each of Scorpius' ears, and pressed a button.

Scorpius had never been so mesmerised in his entire life, he was so amazed and confused at the same time about this strange object, and his two friends couldn't help but laugh at his reaction.

He grinned to himself, turning to open the next present. This one was much larger, and he couldn't help but wonder who it was from. Rose's writing was on the label, but she and Albus had already given them a present, hadn't they? Opening the gift, he blushed deeply. There was a large box of what looked to be homemade fudge and a very homemade jumper. Holding it up, he examined it happily. It was a bright blue, and there was a large, grey 'S' in the middle of it. Checking the Note inside the package, he grinned.

"That's right. You've got a Weasley jumper. No backing out now. Nan makes these for all of us and our friends, and I think after all the stories she's heard about you, I think she felt she had to make you one of our own. Uncle Harry got one of these in his first year too, so don't feel special! Dad also said that your dad will have a heart attack when he finds out his only son is wearing this.

Hope you like it!"

Scorpius laughed a little at the letter, "Hey, dad."

He heard his father put down whatever he was holding and make his way into the living room. "Yeah? What are you laughing about- oh god. Oh merlin you can't be serious." His father had walked into the room and straight out again, making Scorpius double over with laughter. "Draco? What's the matter?"

"Nothing dear, I'm just going to drown myself in the bath." Scorpius' mother frowned as she walked in, and then made a quiet 'ah' sound, smiling and walking back into the kitchen. "Oh, come now Draco. Its not that bad. Just a Weasley jumper." Scorpius heard his father groan from somewhere in the house and smiled, pulling it on and walking into the kitchen.

THIS WAS MEANT TO BE A FILLER HOW DID I WRITE THIS MUCH. WHAT IS AIR.

Anyway, how'd you like it? I've been getting some awesome reviews from all of you, so I hope this is okay!

*slow chant* Weasley Jumper, Weasley Jumper, Weasley Jumper...