Chapter Eight

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Astoria's POV: Scorpius is three and gets hurt

I wake up with a sigh keeping my eyes closed as I reach out with my hand to feel Draco's side of the bed is empty and suddenly feel the bed dip at my feet knowing that small form anywhere. I quickly tug the sheet up to hide the smile on my face and stay as still as possible as my son starts to crawl up the bed.

"Roar!" I exclaim as I spring up at him and grin as he squeals with laughter falling back on the bed on his bottom.

"Mama, you scare me!" Scorpius says his "R's" sounding more like "W's" and stands up to waddle into my open arms.

"I scared you, huh?" I ask and hug him close to my chest kissing his messy blonde hair as I sit back against the headboard. "How long have you been up, my little prince?"

"Dunno." He mutters cuddling into me as he holds his favorite stuffed dragon toy and I look up to see Draco leaning on the doorway of our bedroom.

"He's been awake about thirty minutes and I've been fighting him off you the entire time." He says with a chuckle and pushes off the door to come join us on the bed ruffling Scorpius' hair. "He always wants his Mama."

"He wants you a lot too, love" I say and scoot down in the bed to lay back beside my husband turning my head to look at him. "Are you going to the shop today?"

"Yeah, Liz is still on her honeymoon so someone has to run the shop." Draco groans out as Scorpius crawls on to his chest and squeals when his daddy starts to tickle him lifting him up into the air. "But I won't go until we have breakfast."

"Good." I say and smooth Scorp's hair back smiling at him as he sits on his daddy's chest. "What should we have for breakfast?"

"Pancakes!" He answers just as he does every morning making Draco groan and shake his head.

"Do you ever want anything else, little man?" He asks and I lean my head on his shoulder watching my son in his green pajamas covered in golden snitches.

"How about we make some blueberry pancakes with bacon?" I ask picking up his brown dragon and make it tickle him as he falls my arms. "That way Scales can eat some meat and Daddy can have eggs."

"Okay, Mama." Scorp mutters and cuddles into me as Draco takes the dragon toy tossing it up in the air to catch it a few times. "Daddy, that mine!"

"Yours, eh?" He asks as Scorpius stands up between us and jumps up to try to catch it giggling as he misses it every time. "It was Mama's first."

"He was Mama's?" The toddler asks and falls down on his knees between us.

"Yup." Draco replies popping the "P" at the end of the word and looks at me with a smile that makes me see him as the young fifteen year old teenager he was when he won me the stuffed toy. "It was years ago and Mama and I went to a Magical carnival and I won her Scales by catching a snitch."

"Went to? More like we snuck out to go because our parents thought it was too beneath us to go on a date like that." I say with a chuckle and reach around Scorpius to rest my hand on Draco's arm smiling at the memories.

"It was one of my favorite dates." He says and raises my hand to kiss my knuckles.

"Mine too, love." I mumble squeezing his hand and sit up as Scorp quickly snatches his dragon from beside Draco with a laugh.

"Got him!" He cheers excitedly and bounces on his knees gasping as Draco starts to wrestle with him playfully. "Daddy!"

I chuckle as Draco tosses it up in the air again and grabs his wand from the nightstand levitating the toy just above the boy's reach before making it fly across the room to the couch that sits in the bay window area of our room.

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