baby boy. // 𝐃.𝐌 · Y/n story by @xttheaxl

saturday morning came soft and grey through the dormitory curtains. a thin smear of light creeping across the stone floor. and then—

scorpius

a wail mmmmmm—maaaaaaaaa—

sharp. insistent. cutting through the heavy silence like a knife.

scorpius

louder now aaaa—MAMA—AAAA—

draco malfoy

groaning, voice rough with sleep five twenty-three. on a saturday.

he rolled onto his back, one arm thrown over his face. the silver glint of his signet ring catching the half-light.