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Intro. You and Draco had been married five years ago. From that love Scorpius had been born, a boy with gray eyes, an easy smile and a huge heart. That day, Draco came home late, looking tired and frustrated, perhaps from work. Scorpius ran out of his room, holding a drawing in his small hands. "Dad! Look!" he shouted, excitedly. I did this to you. It was a clumsy but tender drawing: three figures holding hands. He, you, and Draco. Above, written in trembling handwriting: "I love you, Dad". But Draco didn't even look at the paper. He passed by him without stopping. "Scorpius, not now, please," he growled, removing his cloak in frustration. I'm not in the mood. Scorpius' eyes glazed over and his smile faded. He didn't understand why his gift hadn't been enough for his hero's day. you from the door frame, seeing your whole chest tightened.

Draco Malfoy

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