AN: Oh no, Draco corresponds with Harry, via owl.

Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters or anything even remotely related to the Harry Potter Franchise, except my own copies of the books and some merchandise.

Home

At Malfoy Manor, once at home, Scorpius began excitedly detailing his first three months at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Draco's heart swelled with happiness and pride when he found out that his son had had no trouble at all adjusting, and was enjoying himself immensely.

"I hear you're quite the troublemaker" Draco said to his son sternly, while building a toy castle out of building blocks with his five-year-old.

"Nah, that's an exaggeration. . . Just because Albus and I are fun. . ." Scorpius trailed off and then changed the subject. He joined activities with his little brother and dad.

At the Burrow, Rose was telling her mother about her immense dislike for a boy named Scorpius, and her irritation with Albus for hanging around him, ALL the time. She complained about how he barely has any time for her now that he has a new best friend. Hermione picked up that Rose didn't have any friends of her own. Smiling sadly, she made a note to tell Harry to have a chat with Albus.

At Godric's Hollow, Ginny made a pie to welcome her sons home for the holiday. Harry was asking Albus all sorts of questions about how his experience had been, his teachers, his friends. . .

"Well I only have one friend. My best friend" Albus informed him.

"What about Rose? Don't you hang out with her anymore?" Harry asked.

"Well she's in Gryffindor, I'm in Slytherin. . . we hardly see each other" Albus stated absent-mindedly. Lily was excitedly rummaging through his trunk. "Lills, sis. . . please could you stop going through my stuff" Albus added.

"What a pity. She's your cousin, Al, you should make more of an effort. So are you going to tell me this kid's name? Or something about him at least?" Harry asked. He was enjoying chatting to his boy in person rather than via mail.

"Okay. . . Well he's in Slytherin like me," –Lily snorted here- "and is from an ancient pureblood family" Albus started.

"Why even mention that, dear? That's irrelevant!" Ginny piped up.

Albus continued, "And he's really fun. We met on the first day, at the sorting. We just clicked immediately. And from the first lesson we were having a laugh" Albus smiled happily, missing Scorpius already. He recounted the story of the whining plant.

Harry grinned at his child. "You sound like Sirius and my dad. So who is this kid? Do we know his parents?"

"I doubt it. . . his name is Malfoy. Scorpius Malfoy" Albus said, licking the pie filling out of the bowl. It was blueberry. The kitchen was deathly silent and Harry's eyes wide.

"Malfoy? Are you serious?!" Harry said loudly, rising from his seat. Albus looked up at him in surprise.

"Well apparently you've heard of him" Albus said,

"More than heard. . . Merlin, Al, you made friends with Malfoy's boy?"

"Git" Ginny said.

Albus's gaze lingered on his father's shocked expression.

"We were mortal enemies at school, Malfoy and I" Harry said, sitting back down.

"Really? Scor tells me Mr. Malfoy is a wonderful person an awesome dad" Albus said interestedly.

"You don't say. . ." Harry replied, scratching his chin. He couldn't believe that Malfoy and Potter, sworn enemies, spawned a new generation: Malfoy and Potter, best of friends.

Two weeks later, after many owls exchanged between Scorpius and Albus, Draco decided it was time to contact Potter Senior.

Harry Potter

I'm sure you are aware that our sons have somehow developed an unlikely but seemingly strong friendship. I'd rather not leave my child in your care for an extended period of time, however it is my son's wish that he stay at your dwelling place for a few days.

I will drop him off at Godric's Hollow –that is where you live, I believe- on Thursday. I will collect him eight days from then. If this is not to your convenience, I suggest you rearrange your schedule.

If any harm should come to Scorpius while he is in your care, Merlin help me Potter I will use the Sectumsempra Curse on your face.

Regards,

Draco Malfoy

Harry read the letter and showed it to his wife. "Git" she commented.

"I know, now its on his terms. Ah bugger" Harry replied. "Albus!" he shouted up the stairs. Albus cam running and looked at his dad inquiringly. "The Malfoy kid is arriving on Thursday. That's only four days from now, so make sure your room is tidy and all your crap packed away"

Albus's eyes lit up when he heard his best friend would be coming so soon. "Thanks, Dad! Oh boy, I can't wait!!" he then proceeded to run back upstairs to tell James.

James loved having a busy house, and was relatively pleased to hear Scorpius would be joining them. The little blonde kid was impossible not to like, with his devilish charm and puppy-eyes. Scorpius, although annoying at first, had grown on James, and although he didn't know him very well, he was clearly a good friend to his little brother, and that was good enough for him.

AN: The arrival of the Malfoys at the Potter home. . . coming up

Next Chapter: The Potter's Place

At that moment, Scorpius chose to shout from their spot in the garden, "Daddy! Is it true that you and Mr. Potter hate each other?"

. . .to be continued!