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Hermione practically ran back to the West Wing, with Scorpius hot on her heels, she was eager to get as far away from her family as possible and he was eager to wake up his father. Just as they rounded the corner of the corridor that led to his parents' room, Scorpius stopped.
"Stop Mummy." He whispered quickly. Hermione stopped and turned to her son.
"What's up Scorp?"
"We're making too much noise, we need to creep." He explained as he started to move forwards, as if he were a ninja. Getting the message Hermione started to creep forward as well, moving as if a robber in the dead of night.
They stopped outside the door that was opposite one of the three suits of armour in the corridor. Scorpius put a finger to his lips and used his hand to make a wand movement. Hermione quietly got out her wand and cast a silencing charm on the door, causing Scorpius to smile and make the 'lets go' signal with his hands, before opening the door and creeping in.
"Something's wrong." He murmured as he entered the room.
Hermione and Scorpius looked around the room, scrutinizing it. There was a lump in the bed that was covered in silk sheets, clothes and a pair of shoes were strewn across the floor on one side of the bed - as if someone had got into bed in a hurry, the bathroom door was open, the cupboards were shut and the balcony door was shut. They couldn't see anything that was out of place. But it was too quiet. Scorpius cautiously moved further into the room, going towards the bed. Hermione followed slowly, and just as they had reached the bed, a pair of metallic hands wrapped themselves around Hermione's waist and slung her over a metal shoulder.
"Ah!" Hermione yelped in surprise, Scorpius turned around just in time to see a suit of armour make off with his mother out the door.
"So you wanna play..." Scorpius narrowed his eyes at the retreating figure before running off after them. "Don't worry Mummy, I'll save you!" He shouted as he chased after them, charging at full speed - which was rather fast for a three year old compared to a suit of armour carrying a grown woman. He flung himself onto his mother's capturer and latched onto his back, causing all running to stop. "Gotcha!" He announced triumphantly, before pausing. "Daddy, you got it wrong, suits of armour are supposed to be knights, and knights are supposed to be good."
Draco Malfoy lifted the visor of his helmet and grinned at his son. "Morning Cheeky." He greeted him, before putting his wife down and shuffling Scorpius around so that he was carrying him in his arms instead of giving him a piggyback. "Knights can be dark knights, you know, not necessarily doing good deeds to get the damsel in distress."
"I wasn't a damsel in distress." Hermione pointed out.
"You were when I tossed you over my shoulder." Draco replied, which prompted Hermione to stick out her tongue at him.
"Fine," Scorpius still thinking about bad knights, "But I still won."
"That you did." Draco looked proudly at his son. "You ran very fast, almost like lightning."
"Well of course I did, Aunt Ginny says I'm the fastest child she's ever seen." Scorpius beamed.
"Did she now?" Hermione asked, intrigued.
"Yep, although she didn't say in front of James, Albus or Hugo - that would hurt their feelings and Hugo probably would have had a big tantrum. She was talking to Uncle Harry and I heard what she was saying."
"So you were eavesdropping?" Hermione raised an eyebrow.
"No... More like innocently listening to a conversation that may not have been meant to fall on my ears."
Draco's head tipped back as he laughed as Scorpius's response. "That's my boy." He held out a hand for Hermione and pulled into a group hug, they stood there for a couple of minutes in silence before Draco asked, "So what's the plan for today?"
Hermione sighed. "We've got to meet the others in reception at 11 o'clock properly prepared for the activities that they have planned for us for the day, which gives us nearly two hours to do what ever we like."
"What are the activities?"
"Hunting for the men, although I told them it was limited to clay pigeon shooting, and-"
"Yes?"
Hermione groaned. "A day at the spa for the women." Draco burst into hysterics to which Hermione responded by playfully punching him. "Oh shut up." She rolled her eyes at him. "Now, I'm going to go cosy up with a book and try to forget the horrible day I'm going to have with my awful cousins at a spa." She shivered with discomfort at the idea of the spa with her family, before making her way to the library that was full of every tome under the sun.
"You're not going to help me out of this suit?" Draco called after her.
"Nope! You shouldn't have laughed at me!"
Draco shook his head in amusement and then turned to the boy in his arms. "What do you want to do for the next two hours?"
Scorpius thought about this for a second before answering. "Fly!"
"So fly we shall." Flinging Scorpius over his shoulder and running towards one of their bigger private gardens - the one that had the Quidditch hoops in it, although their guests just thought them to be rather odd sculptures.
Once they arrived at the door that led to the garden, Draco put his son down, however instead of going outside, both of them walked through the door on the left of the wall, which led to the boys changing room. After getting dressed and grabbing their brooms they walked outside, but before getting onto their brooms, Draco took out his wand and muttered a spell that put up the much needed wards - preventing their guests from seeing two wizards flying about.
"You ready?"
"Ready." Scorpius confirmed, setting off on his toy broom, which only let him about one and a half metres above the ground much to Hermione's delight - she didn't want to imagine what would happen if her baby fell from a higher height, one and a half metres was high enough in her opinion.
As the boys zipped about in the air, Hermione sat on one of the window seats in the library watching the boys with a smile on her face, her book lay forgotten in her lap and the thoughts of her family at the very back of her mind.
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