After The War Ended (Drarry)

Chapter eleven

Draco grabbed Harrys hand as they headed out to the hospital to visit Scorpius. They were about to walk into his room when Harry dropped his hand. Draco gave him a confused look.
"I don't think its the right time, not just yet." Harry whispered incase Scorpius was awake and could hear them. Draco nodded in agreement. He quickly kissed Harrys lips and then they both walked through the door to find an awake Scorpius reading a potions book
"Hello Scorp." Draco said, walking into the room and sitting down on the bed.
"Hi." He said quietly, looking tired.
"Are you ok Scorp?" Harry asked, looking worriedly at his boyfriends son.
Scorpius sighed.
"Yes everything is completely normal." Half sarcastically as he looked down at his hands and started playing with them.
"Scorp? Whats wrong?" Asked Draco reaching out to his hand, but before he could touch it, Scorpius moved it away with a scared look on his face.
Harry and Draco exchanged glances.
"Scorpius, what has happened?" Draco asked sternly, again trying to reach for his hand. But before he could, Scorpius had leapt out of bed and had squished himself into the corner of the room. As far away from them as possible. Draco got up and walked slowly over to the shaking Malfoy. As Draco reached out, Scorpius screamed.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" He had a petrified (A/N sorry i had to) look plastered on his face. Draco backed away into the direction of Harry.
Scorpius was huddled in the corner as far away from them as he possibly could.
"Scorp-" Harry tried.
"YET OUT!" He screamed and broke down in floods of tears. This didn't help Draco, as he was already nearly crying.
"Please." He said a lot quieter, almost a whisper. The two men slowly walked out the room, the door slammed itself shut as they had existed. Draco looked at Harry. They were both very shaken up. Draco was so shocked, that he had no energy to even cry.
"We need to find someone." Harry said.
"NO!" Draco said urgently taking Harry by surprise. "We need to work this out ourselves."
Harry gave Draco a look.
"And how do you plan on doing that? You saw him, he wont even let us in the room." Harry said confused and slightly annoyed.
"I know. But he kind of takes after his grandfather. He thinks that Malfoy's shouldn't ask for help. I didn't know why he thinks that because I've never taught that to him. He must have just talked to my father somehow." Draco sighed. A few moments later, he realised what was happening and e few tears silently slipped down his face. He slumped his back against the wall and slid down so he was sitting on the chair that was underneath him. Harry went over to him and took his hand.
"Babe, we will get through this. I promise." He said giving Draco small smile. "We need to tell someone, please. Let me help." Harry begged.
Draco just sighed in reply.
"Please." Harry said, but it sounded more like a soft whimper.