Chapter 4
A few seconds passed before Draco turned to the Notts. "What is he doing here?" Pansy, oh the ever so cunning Pansy, smiled warmly at him, "Oh but he is my guest dear, and he will be joining us today. Esmy darling, be a love and go play with mini-Malfoy in the playroom will you?" The little girl took hold of the little booy's hand and they both padded away from the adult. Harry seemed to have snapped out of his trance. "Hello Malfoy," he said, stepping forward and extending a hand. Damn but the years really were generous to Malfoy, he looked even more fit than Harry! Draco starred at the proffered hand for a while before firmly shaking it with a sharp nod of "Potter". The little party went to the parlour, led by their hostess in a 'lovely' silence.
The house elves were quick to set up the table and soon conversation began flowing as Draco and Theodore began discussing work. Pansy getting involved here and there will little tid bits of politics and Harry feeling oddly apart. Finally Draco looked to and fro from Pansy, silently demanding an explanation. Ever the killjoy Pansy started with a smile "Oh dear, it was a lovely surprise when Harry popped up here, he will be staying for a few weeks. He and his wife have not been on really good terms you know?" Harry winced, he did not want his private life to be on the Prophet. Draco nodded. "Yes I saw the headlines, I'm sorry Potter". Harry's head shot up, "what headlines?" he almost shouted.
"Oh I'm the one breaking it to him. There's been an article in the prophet. Not the front page or anything, something rather short and brief that said that you had left the Potter household and the weaselette had gone back to her mother with her two kids. There's no source however to confirm that and as we all know the crappy rumours that the Prophet publishes I doubt many people would believe it. You made sure that they had quite the display of the perfect life of the hero of the wizarding world." Harry could only nod and look down. At that very same time the doors burst open with two toddlers running in followed by a weary looking house elf. Pansy sighed.
"Mother! Scorpius says his father is better than mine!"
"Papppppppa! Esme says her father is better than you!"
Two accusatory chubby fingers pointed to Draco and Theodore. Pansy laughed "Well you are both wrong lovelies". The two kids exchanged confused looks. "Because I am the best!" said Pansy giggling as the two fathers huffed, even Harry gave a small laugh. Scorpius walked around the table and stood in front of Harry, it was quite a deal to have miniature Draco looking him up and down. "Who is you Mishter?" Draco scooped him up. "Hello I'm Harry Potter" he replied with a smile, pinching a chubby cheek. Scorpius eyes went wide "You is THE arry putter pappa talks bout! He talks bout yew much much!" said the blond hurricane making hand gestures. "Does he now?" asked with a amused smile, taking the little devil in his arms. "What's your name?" "Scorpius Hyp'ion Malfoy" "Well Scorpius it looks like you have a lot of things to tell me" he said with a smile. Draco groaned.