Draco was holding little Scorpius's hand, and next to them, Harry was picking wild strawberries and putting them straight into Scorpius's mouth. They have walked a great distance like this. Harry smiled at Draco and put a strawberry into his mouth.
Scorpius looked at him dumbfounded.
"When you didn't have me, did Dad get all the strawberries?"
"We actually ate them together."
Harry daydreamed nostalgically as he remembered how they fed each other all sorts of wild berries.
"Daddy, could you pick some flowers for Dad and leave the strawberries for me?"
"Good idea, Scorpius," Draco laughed. In a moment, both he and Scorpius had wreaths of meadow flowers in their hair.
