a wizard or a father..? || D.M · Y/n story by @xoxoaliyahh

The Slytherin dormitory is bathed in the dim, pre-dawn light filtering through the heavy velvet curtains. The fire has died down to embers, casting long shadows across the stone floor. Everything is still, peaceful, warm beneath the mountain of blankets.

Scorpius Malfoy

WAAAAAAAAAH!

The cry cuts through the quiet like a knife, sharp and insistent. Followed by another. And another. Each one louder than the last, filled with the particular brand of misery only a one-year-old can muster.

Draco Malfoy

groans, voice thick with sleep Mmph. He's up.

Another wail, this one cracking with desperation. Scorpius isn't just awake. He's furious about it.

Draco Malfoy

rubs his eyes, already pushing himself up on one elbow I'll get him.