Draco brought Luna and Scorpius home from St Mungos and carried them both upstairs, despite Luna's protests she could walk. He took them not to the nursery as she expected, but to their bedroom. At the foot of the bed, where a bench has previously stood, was an exquisitely carved antique cradle.

"I thought you said he was going to sleep in his own room." Luna raised an eyebrow at Draco.

"Look at him," he reached over and took the child from her arms. "He's so tiny. We can't put him down the hall. What if he needs us and we don't hear him?"

"That's what the sonorous charm on the crib is for." Luna repeated the argument Draco had given her, multiple times, while trying not to laugh.

"Well, it's just for now. Just until we all get used to each other and he gets a little bigger." Draco insisted, gazing at his newborn son.

Luna laid on the bed, silently watching her husband and his fascination with their baby. Draco finally looked up, then walked over to climb into bed beside her, gently laying Scorpius between them.

"I thought you said he wasn't getting in the bed with us. That this is the bed where Mummy and Daddy fu... "

"Don't say that in front of our son." Draco gave her a mock glare. "You'll scar him for life." He placed his finger in Scorpius' tiny hand, and studied the miniature fingers that closed around it. "Besides, he's not sleeping here. It's just this is where we are, so it makes sense for him to be here too."

Scorpius looked up at his parents, and his expression was gradually becoming rather cross.

Luna smiled at him. "You've had a big day, haven't you? I'll bet you're rather tired. I bet if I nurse you for a moment, you'll go right to sleep."

She adjusted her blouse and Draco handed their son to her. Scorpius latched on immediately and began nursing, his eyes drfiting shut. When the little jaw stopped moving, Draco reached over to take the sleeping baby while Luna righted her clothes.

Instead of immediately depositing the child in the cradle, Draco leaned back against the pillows, placing Scorpius tummy down on his daddy's chest, with his little face near the crook of Draco's neck.

Luna smirked at them. "I thought you said we weren't going to hold him while he sleeps, because then he will get spoiled and want to be held all the time."

"But he's too little to get spoiled now." Draco asserted. "Besides, I'm just holding him for a few minutes to make sure he feels safe here in this big strange house. And to make sure he doesn't stop breathing in his sleep. Babies do that sometimes, you know."

Luna smiled and scooted closer, laying her head on Draco's shoulder and tracing a finger across Scorpius' downy scalp. "Did you ever think you could fall this much in love with someone you just met?"

"Not in a million years." Draco whispered, kissing the top of his wife's head.