To Build a Home- Drarry Fanfic

Chapter 15

It's not until the morning time, that the horror subsides. The only reason it does, is because Scorpio walks down the stairs, rubbing his eyes.

Draco looks over from his coffee mug and calls out "Hey, big boy. How'd you sleep?"

Scorpio grunts, before crawling into Draco's lap and yawning "Daddy, why are all these people still here."

Draco gives a simplified answer "They're here to protect you." Last night we agreed. If we got hauled off to Azkaban, the Weasley family would take care of Scorpio.

Scorpio scratches his head "Shouldn't we be going to the market?" Draco shakes his head "Why not?"

"Because someone else is coming to the farm, today." Draco tells him, before shrugging "It might be quite a few people."

Scorpio gives a confused look "Why are all of these people coming to our house?"

Draco looks to me and I explain "Your father and I are just trying to set you up with a future, even if Dad and I go away for a little while."

Scorpio gives a confused look "Where would you go?"

He looks to me and aid and I put him in a way he might understand "Grownup time out."

He looks at the both of us and asks "Did you say a bad word?"

Draco presses his lips into a fine line, before I state "We lied, and we got in a fight."

He shakes his head "That's not nice."

It only minutes later that the floorboards creak on the porch. Draco and I take a deep breath, before he hugs Scorpio. When I pick up Scorpio, Draco kisses his forehead, before I step towards the door.

When I open it, I find Shacklebolt and two Aurors. He smiles at me "Hello, Harry."

"Are you going to put Dad in time out?" Scorpio asks, before I hug him to me.

"Your son?" the minister asks and I give a furrow my brow, before placing Scorpio down.

I look him in the eyes and order, politely "Go back to your father, okay?" He starts to leave, but I stop him and hug him "I love you."

"I love you, too, Dad!" He tells me, before bouncing off.

When he's gone, I step out of the house and declare "I'll make a deal with you, Kingsley. You take me to Azkaban, now, and leave Draco alone."

He chuckles, before stating "That's not going to work for me." He motions towards the porch chairs "Take a seat. Tell me what really happened."

When I take a seat, Kingsley looks to his Aurors "I'm sure Harry wouldn't mind if you had some fruit."

When they look to me, I nod. When they're gone, I quickly tell him what happened.

A small smile comes over his lips and his asks "So, you and Draco Malfoy want to get married?"

I furrow my brow and he gives a proud smile. Finally I nod and he takes out his wand. Once the Aurors are back, we stand and walk into the house.

Inside, I can see Draco shitting bricks. Silently, I step up to him as Kingsley orders "Roll up your sleeve."

Draco gulps, before rolling up his sleeve to show Kingsley that he doesn't have the mark.

"Stand up." Kingsley orders and Draco does, before holding his hands out in front of him, causing Kingsley to laugh "Neither of you is going to prison!"

Silently, I grab Draco's forearm and Kingsley raises his wand. A golden band forms around our wrists and Kingsley asks "Do you two promise to cherish one another, please one another, and hold one another, through the best of times and the worst of times? Never lie, or cheat, or hurt one another? Think of the other's needs before your own?"

Draco takes a shakey breath, before nodding "Yes. Always and forever." He looks from the minister to me.

I smile at him "I made that promise, years ago." The gold band disappears and we stand there for a moment.

The minister nods "Go on. Screw each other's brains out. I'm sure someone will watch your kid." he holsters his wand "I've got to alert the media of your marriage, and being alive."

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As we walk down Diagon Alley, we stop at Olivander's. When we walk inside, Olivander looks at Scorpio and declares "You got me puzzled, young man!"

The eleven year old Scorpio hums "Can I try a 10" ebony wood wand with a dragon heartstring core?"

Oliverander looks at him in surprise.

~

As we stand on Platform 9 3/4, whispers erupt on the crowd. We don't pay attention as we kneel in front of Scorpio.

"If you're in Slytherin, it's going to be alright." I nod and Draco gives a weak smile "Any house, we still love you."

Scorpio smiles happily "I'll write you, everyday!" He hugs us, tightly "I love you!"

When he's on his way, Draco sighs "I hope he's not a Slytherin." It's wasn't until midnight that Draco rejoiced. Scorpio was a Ravenclaw.

*THE END*