Boy - (A 'Blaire Zabini' sequel) || Draco Malfoy

27 - Cuddles in the Kitchen

Draco's eyes met mine; rife with wild panic.

Jack looked up at us frowning, and I tried desperately to recall the words that had just passed our lips.

"It's no one for you to worry about, Jack," I said guiltily, hating having to keep such a thing from my own son, "just someone from Upstairs."

"You said a bad word, Mummy," Jack scowled disapprovingly. "You mustn't say words like that. Uncle Ron says your tongue will go green and fall out if you say bad words."

"It's alright, buddy," Draco said gently, crouching down to meet his height. "Mummy's just a bit upset because she misses Upstairs. I miss her Upstairs, and I want you both to be up there with me. There's lots of people who would love to meet you."

I could hear my heart pounding in my chest, wondering if Draco was going to tell him and fear of how Jack would take it if he did.

"You mean like Scorpius?" Jack asked in a small voice.

Draco glanced up at me, his look questioning. I didn't hesitate to respond with a brief nod of my head, relieved that Draco was taking it into his hands.

"Jack," Draco spoke, pausing to clear his throat, "the thing is, Scorpius is your baby brother."

Jack looked up at me, confusion etched across his little face.

"Daddy has a wife Upstairs and she's just had a baby," I explained, trying to keep my voice steady and light. "Isn't that wonderful?"

I choked on the last word, and I had to turn away as, to my horror, tears began to swim in my eyes.

Because this was anything but wonderful.

I busied myself with the coffees, trying desperately to get it together whilst a surge of emotions ran through me.

"Oh," I could hear Jack say, "is he going to come and live with me and Mummy when he's bigger?"

"Uh, no Jack," Draco said, giving another awkward cough, "he um... lives with his own mummy. My wife."

I could almost hear Jack's brain ticking in confusion. Being down here in our sheltered existence, his only idea of what a family consists of is what he's taken from the stories I've read him; stories where the mummy and daddy live happily together with their children under the same roof.

Shit, I should have thought about preparing him for the world a lot better than this.

"Is Mummy not your wife?"

"No, son," Draco said, his voice strangled and full of regret. "I thought Mummy had gone, I didn't know you were down here. I'm sorry."

The second his voice cracked, I whirled round without hesitation and knelt down on the floor to join them.

"It's okay," I said, putting one arm around Draco, who had started shaking from his effort of trying to hold back the tears, and scooping Jack, who looked utterly baffled by what was going on, into my other. "The main thing is that we've found one another now and your daddy and I both love you so very very much."

"And Scorpius?"

"Yes, and Scorpius," Draco said, wiping his face as he brought his own arm up around my middle, squeezing me tightly to his side. "And your mum, I love her so very much too. I love you both."