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Love lots, TheMalfoys
Draco carefully stepped off the green flames of the fireplace holding a huge pint of Florean Fortescue's best tasting ice cream. Cleaning the soot off of his robes, he walked purposefully down the hallway towards his son's room.
He was planning to give the ice cream to Scorpius as a peace offering for the way he had acted at breakfast.
"Scorpius, son can I come in?" he gently knocks on the large oak door.
No answer.
Maybe he's asleep, he thought. Couldn't really blame him, after all he is still recovering from his injuries.
With a quick tap of his wand, he slowly turned the knob and entered Scorpius' room.
A big pile of mess greeted him as he made his way to the bed.
Scattered toys and clothes were strewn all over the room, making it look like it was ransacked.
Keeping a mental note to scold Scorpius about the mess, he inched forward onto the big lump lying on the huge four poster bed.
"Scor, I brought you ice cream!" he said trying to sound cheery.
Still no answer.
He must really be angry at him, he thought. His son's the only person in the world who actually believes that there's still some good in him and he lost him too, he really fucked up this time.
Silently, he placed the ice cream on the bedside table and casted a cooling charm on it. He took a seat on the foot of the bed, trying to decide what the best course of action to do next.
Gently he shook his son's form under the covers.
He stopped, squeezing his son for a moment. That doesn't feel quite right, he thought.
Years of holding Scorpius to his chest had made him memorize every contour and form of his son. Astoria had never really taken the time nor the initiative to care for their son which led to Draco taking care of Scorpius since the faithful day he was born.
He peeled off the covers, wanting to see if there was something wrong with Scorpius.
His eyes widened in shock as he saw not his son, but piles of pillows which were clothed with Scorpius' robes.
He looked blindly around the room, his mind still registering the things he had seen, or in this case what he hadn't seen.
he shook the pillows for a few moments, as if he was expecting them to turn into Scorpius.
With wild desperation and adrenaline rushing through his veins he quickly searched the room, overturning pieces of furniture as he goes. He searched every nook and cranny of the room but still hadn't found Scorpius.
Dragging his slender fingers through his hair he shouted at all his house elves to quickly search the whole manor.
But still none had found even a lock of Scorpius' hair.
Where could his little boy be? He thought desperately.
He scanned the room once again, looking for anything at all that may point him to where Scorpius may have gone.
His sight landed on Sorpius' drawings lining the walls of his room.
He took a step forward looking at each and every one of them.
He stopped at a drawing of a tall man with blonde hair, a short boy with white hair like that of the tall man and a girl with curly brown hair wearing a green dress. Who could that be?
his eyes lit up as realization hit him, of course! Granger, he had gone to see his Healer Mione!
He wasted no time as he ran to the fireplace, throwing a huge amount of green powder onto it he bellowed " St . Mungo's!"
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Dark-Supernatural-Angel – yup! It's the first time they've seen each other since the accident
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