Quidditch.
Hermione sat on the sofa with Lyra on her knee, watching in amusement as Draco tried to get their son ready to go out. It was a few days after Scorpius's fourth birthday, and Draco was taking his son to watch his very first live quidditch match. Scorpius had been looking forward to the day for weeks, and he was currently running around practising his cheering.
"Scorp, come here," Draco cried in exasperation. "I need to put your shoes on."
"I would put his trousers on first," Hermione advised with a laugh. Scorpius had shed his trousers a few moments ago and was now running around wearing only his Tutshill Tornadoes jersey.
"Damn it Scorp, how many times do I have to tell you to keep your trousers on," Draco grumbled, picking up the discarded trousers.
"But you said I could wear my new top," Scorpius protested.
"But you still need trousers," Draco pointed out. "You never ever leave home without wearing trousers."
"But trousers are itchy," Scorpius whined as Draco finally grabbed hold of him. "I just want to wear my top."
"No trousers, no quidditch," Draco said sternly.
Scorpius pouted, but he didn't argue any further as Draco redressed him in his trousers and put his shoes on.
"Are you sure you two don't want to come?" Draco asked his wife as he manoeuvred Scorpius into his jacket. "Blaise and I have hired a private box to watch the match."
"We're fine here," Hermione replied. She was quite happy snuggled up on the sofa with her baby daughter, and she had no intention of leaving the nice warm house to venture into the cold to watch quidditch. "But you two have a good time, and behave yourselves."
"We'll be good," Draco promised. "Won't we Scorp?"
Scorpius nodded as he pulled on his hat. "Yep. We'll be very good."
"Come on son, let's go," Draco said, taking hold of Scorpius's hand.
Saying a final goodbye to Hermione and Lyra, Draco apparated him and Scorpius to the quidditch stadium where they were meeting up with Blaise and Alex. Blaise and Alex arrived moments after Draco and Scorpius and together the four wizards headed into the stadium. Since it was Scorpius and Alex's first time at a quidditch match, Draco and Blaise had hired a box and arranged it so that they could enter the box without having to mingle with the rest of the crowd.
When they arrived in the box, Blaise and Draco ensured the wards around the box would keep the boys safe before they let go of their hands. Together Scorpius and Alex ran to the front of the box, and looked out over the magnificent stadium. Joining their sons, Draco and Blaise also took in the stunning views their box offered. The pair had visited many quidditch stadiums and watched many games together, and they both agreed the home stadium of the Tornadoes was the best venue to watch live quidditch.
"Who wants a banner to wave?" Blaise asked.
"Me, me," Scorpius and Alex chorused, jumping up and down excitedly.
"I'll go and get banners," Blaise offered. "Should I also pick up hotdogs and drinks?"
"That sounds good," Draco replied.
While Blaise went to grab some refreshments and banners, Draco helped Scorpius and Alex out of their jackets. Unlike the rest of the stadium, the boxes were temperature controlled so that coats and jackets weren't necessary. Hanging the boys' jackets over the back of one of the unused chairs, Draco removed his own jacket and settled down in one of the seats.
When Blaise returned, he placed two banners to one side and handed out hotdogs and juice. Scorpius and Alex wolfed down their hotdogs, and when they were finished Blaise handed them each a banner to wave.
"Remember, wave the banner when we score," Draco told the two boys.
"Are you going to sit down?" Blaise asked as he settled in the seat beside Draco.
"No," Alex replied, not bothering to turn and look at his father as the players started to emerge onto the pitch.
Totally engrossed in what was happening, Scorpius and Alex waved their banners and cheered at the top of their voices when the Tornadoes players were introduced. As the match got underway, the two boys' focus never wavered from the match in front of them. Even though they were both too young to understand the rules, they understood enough to cheer and wave their banners when their team did well.
"I think we've converted them," Blaise remarked to Draco as the boys cheered on another goal.
"Boys and their quidditch," Draco said with an affectionate smile. He could still vividly remember attending his first match with his father when he was just a boy, and he wanted Scorpius to have memories like the ones he had of attending quidditch matches with his father.
"I think we now have two mini Tornadoes fans on our hands," Blaise chuckled.
"At least we're getting them to support a decent team," Draco said. "Imagine raising them to support losers like the Chudley Cannons."
"Theo is a Cannons fan, as is Ron," Blaise said.
"I feel sorry for their kids," Draco said with an exaggerated sigh. "They'll never know what it's like to watch their team win the championship."
Blaise nodded his agreement as the pair turned their attention back to the match in progress. An hour later, the match was won when the Tornadoes seeker spectacularly caught the snitch. Draco and Blaise joined in with the crowd's cheers as Scorpius and Alex jumped up and down, waving their banner.
"How did you enjoy the match?" Draco asked as he and Blaise got the boys back into the jackets.
"Great," Scorpius cheered.
Alex agreed with Scorpius and the two boys chattered on about the match as they exited the stadium. Saying their goodbyes, the two men took their children home, where both Scorpius and Alex proceeded to spend the rest of the afternoon telling their mothers about their experiences and their ambitions to one day become professional quidditch players.