"Scorp, of course," Draco chuckled and then finished off his little joking session. "What are you goggling? Or googling?"
"No, I’m asking about the ‘Queen’?"
"We’ll need to find him a queen," Draco mused and lay down on the bed. He looked over to Hermione and watched what she was doing on the computer.
Hermione clicked on another site and browsed that. “Who?”
"He must really want to go out and meet the people of his kingdom… Such a burden he must have," he shook his head dramatically.
Hermione clicked back on the site before going back to Google search. “Mm? Yeah, well when he comes of age then we’ll let him.”
"There he goes… Checking on his kingdom," Draco said to Hermione.
"… Enslaved by us in here."
"That’s why he’s still a grumpy bum then," Draco said. "I woke up a few minutes ago too, and I’m not grumpy," he said to the baby.
Scorpius was still sitting there partly sleepy. He yawned before he crawled over to the wall and pushed apart the curtain, and peered out it.
"I’m not going to drip snot all over you," Draco chuckled. "When did he wake up?" He asked Hermione.
"Just a few minutes ago."
"Nu," Scorpius said again and lifted his head up when the door opened.
"Hey, buddy," Draco smiled and blew his nose on the tissue he had, then walked over to sit on the bed next to his son.
Scorpius eyed Draco with his brows furrowed before moving away when Draco sniffed.
"Nu," Scorpius sighed.