Harry and Draco
8 years later...
Harry
Scorpius And hazel are now eleven years old I wonder where did the years go, It's their first time going to Hogwarts I'm so terrified for them even though Draco thinks that they'll be fine I don't think they will.
I knocked on Hazel's door.
"Come in!" she called.
"Hey hazel"
"Hi dad, do I look okay?" she asked as she did a twirl.
"Honey you look stunning"
"okay that's good, can you brush my hair?"
"Of course I can"
She gives me the hair brush I stand behind her and gently stroke the hairbrush through her chocolate brown hair "there perfect".
"Thanks dad"
"Are you hungry?"
"Starved"
Draco
I crack the egg into the frying pan watching it sizzle my stiches are gone, but every time I look at myself in the mirror I'm remined of that day. Harry sneaks behind me scaring me out of my dark thoughts.
"Moring" he whispered into my ear, giving me a kiss on the cheek and a bum squeeze.
"Moring to you to" I grind my arse against his dick.
"EWWWWWWWW, get a room" they say and make a disgusted face.
"We are in one"
"Without us in it"
I can't believe it that they're going to Hogwarts where we went to I hope that they'll be okay, the clock on the wall chimes "shit! we're going to be late!, pack your things quickly eat your breakfast and let's go" I say in a rush.
"ready?"
"Let's go"
Platform 93/ 4 quarters
We all gather their things ready for the train, which is about to arrive in five minutes I take a deep breath and watch the train pull up this is making me nervous I don't like it one bit. Hazel gives us one more hug and our son does to, the train arrives and they hurry to the train with their things and the next minute we know they're waving at us through the window.
A tear slides down my cheek I didn't intend for this to happen even though Harry wanted to home-school them "this is for the best" I say to myself.
"Do you think that they'll be okay?"
"Honestly, Harry I don't know"
"Loved at last"
I know Harry, I know.
We kiss not caring who sees.
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