There's No I In Team (A Drarry FanFiction)

Chapter Sixteen

   Scorpius was indeed having a nightmare, and Draco knew in a year or so he would have to remove the monitor and let him deal with them by himself. But in the here and now, he gently shook his son's shoulder, urging him awake. "Scorpius," he called out softly. "Scorpius it's okay, Daddy's here, it's just a bad dream."

Eventually, he opened his bleary eyes, and blinked himself awake. "Daddy?"

"I'm here," Draco affirmed. "You're alright."

Scorpius struggled up and threw his arms around Draco's waist for a hug. "Bad dream," he sniffled.

"I know champ," Draco soothed. "I know. Daddy's here, I'll look after you." Scorpius hiccupped a sob though, and Draco wasn't convinced. "And Princess," he said, fishing the rag doll out from the tangle of covers. "Princess is here to sleep next to you."

Scorpius seized his special doll into his arms and clutched her fiercely, his head still pressed to Draco's stomach. "Don't go," he whined.

"I'm not going to go," Draco assured him quickly. "I'll stay until you fall asleep, okay?"

But Scorpius shook his head. "Don't go to heaven," he pleaded, and Draco's heart almost broke. Whatever nightmare he'd been having, must have been a bad one.

"I'm not going to heaven," he said, he voice thick, so he cleared his throat. "Not for a very, very long time, I promise."

"Promise?" Scorpius demanded.

Draco was sure Astoria would have promised the same thing, but he couldn't explain that to his little boy. All he could do was assure him that as long as it was humanly possible, he would never leave him, "Promise," he repeated firmly. "Now you snuggle down and close your eyes, and Daddy will stay right here until you fall asleep, okay?"

Scorpius already looked like he was half gone again as it was, his eyelids opening and closing slowly, and he flopped back down onto his pillows, Princess held securely to his chest. "Okay," he mumbled.

Draco was never any good at singing. Tor had a lovely voice, and she used to serenade Scorp to sleep when he was an infant, screaming at ungodly hours of the morning. He searched his memory now for one of the songs she had preferred. Astoria had never really been one for traditional lullabies.

"Remember those walls I built," he began croakily, unsure of what he was doing. But Scorpius smiled sleepily up at him and began sucking his thumb again, renewing his confidence. "Well baby they're tumbling down. And they didn't even put up a fight, they didn't even make a sound."

His voice was scratchy and he was undoubtedly off key, but he carried on in his soft baritone anyway.

"I found a way to let you in, but I never really had a doubt. Standing in the light of your halo, I've got my angel now.

"It's like I've been awakened, every rule I had you breaking, it's the risk that I'm taking, I'm never gonna shut you out. Everywhere I'm looking now, I'm surrounded by your embrace. Baby I can see your halo, you know you're my saving grace."

He had to think of the next lyrics for a moment as Scorpius sighed and snuggled further into the blankets. He remembered them after a few seconds combing his memoiry though, and after clearing his throat, he began again.

"You're everything I need and more, it's written all over your face, baby I can feel your halo, pray it won't fade away. I can feel your halo halo halo, I can see your halo halo halo." He stroked his son's fine hair, watching him as he drifted back off to sleep. "Pray it won't fade away," he finished, a little hoarsely.

He stood, careful not to disturb the bed too much, and tiptoed to the door. But a tiny sleepy voice caught him before he could make his exit. "Daddy?" Scorpius asked, in no more than a mutter.

"Yes darling?" he replied, his hand on the door as he turned.

Scorpius sighed, obviously on the edge of unconscious. "I like Harry," he said.

A lump rose in Draco's throat, and he gave an involuntary glace to the empty hallway, wondering what his new lover could hear. "I like Harry too," he said, hope blossoming in his chest. "He, um. He could come to breakfast tomorrow, if you like?"

Scorpius turned over in his bed, his back to Draco. "Yes please," he mumbled into his pillow. "Night night Daddy."

"Night night pumpkin," he replied automatically, a little stunned, and carefully exited the room, closing the door with a soft click.

As promised, Harry was waiting in bed for him when he returned, shutting his own door and slipping off the robe. Harry was still very naked under the sheets too he soon discovered, as he pulled him into his arms. "Is he okay?"

"He's fine," Draco said, feeling a mite overwhelmed. "He, um. He wanted you to come to breakfast tomorrow. Someone has to eat all that cold Chinese after all," he tacked on as joke, but he was tense waiting for his answer.

He felt Harry still, then pull him closer into his embrace. "I'd be honoured," he said.

Draco sighed, a deep contentment seeping through him. "Me too," he said, curling into Harry's warmth. "Me too."

The End

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