Draco's Veela Side (Drarry)

Sweet Shop Meet up- AU P1

Harry sighed. It had been a lonely few years, even when he met up with the Weasleys and Hermione. He just felt as if he didn't belong anywhere.
Biting his lip, he wandered into Honeydukes.
He looked around, until he heard something that made him smile in awe.
"Daddy Draco! Come on! I want some sweets, please."
"I'm trying, Scorpius. You know I haven't got much money since your mother passed." He mumbled.
Potter flicked his head around to see the blond rubbing his eyes and immediately felt guilty. He knew he had to put their past conflicts behind him and help a man who was trying to support his child.
"Malfoy?" He stepped forward to see the man shuffling through his pockets.
"P-Potter? Scorps, we need to go-"
"I'm not going to hurt you, Draco. I was going to help you buy those sweets for your son." Harry was a bit upset because of the blonds instant choice to leave.
"Why? Wheres your wife and kids?"
"I don't have any..." He muttered.
"Why not?"
"Because I'm gay and everybody seems to be shutting me out! Any more questions or should we worry about feeding your child first?"
The small Malfoy hid behind his fathers legs in fright.
"I don't like him, dad! He's scary!"

Potter felt bad. He felt offended, upset and pushed away from everybody.
"Here. Just take this." He pulled some money from his pockets, "If you ever need more, you know where I work." He nodded but the other flinched and shook his head.
"I can't take that..."
"Draco, your wife, the mother to your little child, is gone. You're both probably heart broken. The least I could do is give you some money for food."
"I work!" He snapped.
"Really? Where?" He raised his eyebrows.
"I'm an auror. Or was. It's hard to because of Scorpius. I might become a profesor when he leaves to go to Hogwarts." He rubbed the back of his neck, "Why am I telling you this?"
"No, I think that's cool. How come I've never seen you around? I'm an auror, too."
"I told you. I don't go in anymore so I can take care of my son."
People were crowding into Honeydukes quickly.
"Hey, just take this. Maybe we can go out for coffee sometime?"
"Daddy!" Scorpius tugged on his arm.
"Er, I'm really sorry but it's hard to go anywhere without him-"
"I want to get to know little Malfoy. Is he made of kittens too?" He grinned and waved at the child who blushed, smiling and hiding his face. Draco laughed and scooped the other Malfoy in his arms.
"We are not made of kittens. Scorps, say hello to Harry Potter."
The blond gasped and laughed.
"Harry Potter? Woah! Really?"
"That's my name." He winked at the child and softly pinched his cheeks, "He's so adorable. How does he know who I am, anyway?"

"Dad tells me bedtime stories on how you saved the world! He says you're a good man who never lets fame get to his head."
Draco froze. Harry froze, a grin on his face.
"You... I-I-You tell him about me? But don't you think I'm a bad guy?"
"No. You saved the world, he deserves to know the truth, not the silly little details of our past fights."
"Dad showed me pictures of you! Do you really have that scar?" He was polite but babbling on, sometimes forgetting his manners, like small Draco was. Potter smiled and whispered in the childs fathers ear.
"Pictures? I'll be asking you about those soon." He pulled away to see the other blushing.
Moving his fringe, he leant close to the child who traced his scar with a tiny fingertip.
"That's awesome." He breathed, too amazed to say anything else.
"Right? Hurt like hell though growing up. So what's your name, little guy?" He ran a hand through the kids hair, something he'd always wanted to do to Draco. It was so fluffy that it made him laugh.
"I-Me-Er-Oh..." He blushed, covering his face, "D-Daddy... My name...?"
"Draco Malfoy please tell me you gave your child a name." He mocked.
"Y-Yeah. Scorpius... I've never seen him so embarressed. You haven't cursed him, have you?"
"I wouldn't!" He frowned, "Right, it's getting busy. Can I take him to go get the sweets?"
"Yes! Dad, please!"
Dracos face fell, seeing he was not needed.
"Alright. I'll be outside-"
"Should we ask your dad to join?" Harry whispered to him.
"But he's no fun!"
"You've hurt his feelings. I bet you I can make him fun."
"Fine." He muttered.
"Draco? Wish to join? He is your child."
The blond rubbed his temples.
"I know he doesn't want me to-"
"I do." Potter said, "I want you to come."