A/N: Soooooo sorry for updating recently. School work has been piling up and I've got papers the size of mountains on either side of my desk.
Draco rubbed his eyes wearily then shifted into a more comfortable position. The chair, once foreign, seemed to be moulded to the contour his body. Scorpius lay beside his mother, his eyes fluttering slightly in his sleep. It had been a week since Astoria's attack on Hermione but she still hadn't woken. The doctors were positive that she would wake up. "It'll take time." They had said.
Scorpius began to stir and was soon wide awake, comparing his small chubby hands to the thin bony ones of Draco's. The fact that his hands barely covered Draco's palm made Draco smile despite the circumstances. Scorpius looked at his father, his eyes now more grey – hazel then brown – hazel.
Draco sighed. "I think we'd better go home now, Scorpius." He gurgled then lifted his arms, begging Draco to carry him, his wishes soon compiled.
He lifted him to Hermione's bed. "Say bye – bye to Mama." Scorpius laid a slobbery kiss onto his mother's cheek. Draco chuckled then leant down to kiss her cheek. His hands lingered quickly over hers before being withdrawn into a pocket.
"Get well soon."
Draco carried Scorpius to outside St. Mungo's then Apparated to Hermione's house. Home was now Hermione's apartment; Malfoy Manor seemed like a big dungeon. After setting Scorpius to sleep, Draco retreated to the living room. Sitting down on the sofa, he glanced around the room. It was the same as it had been three years ago. It was homey and comfortable with a couple of mementoes from their Hogwarts years placed around the room.
Draco's eyes slowly closed as he finally succumbed to sleep.