"You should start eating more than toast in the morning."
"Well if you’d like to make me five-star breakfast’s then go ahead."
Draco went in to sit on the couch with his plate on his lap. His wrap was quite good, he thought as he ate it. When Hermione came in and sat next to him, he said, “I hope you like what I picked for you.”
"Right now I could eat a boar," she drawled.
Draco had to admit that he wanted to see Scorpius and wished his mother would have at least waited until they’d come back before she asked if she could have him for the night.
"Horror," Draco drawled, "You’re going to have to spend the day and night with me."
Hermione was too hungry to pout about missing her son. She walked into the kitchen to dish lunch onto her plate. She caught the ultrasound pictures sitting on the bench and figured she had left them in the car and made a mental note to put them in the album before she brought her food to the living room and turned on the television.
Draco watched her walk off as he took out the containers of food. He took out his chicken wrap and walked to the living room. “What?” He asked when he heard her sigh.
"I’m not allowed to go over."
Draco took his time getting out of the car unlike Hermione who almost ran. He picked up the ultrasound pictures which had fallen onto the floor of the passenger’s side. He picked them up and wiped off the fluff, and then got out of the car, looking at the image as he walked to the house. By the time he got in, he saw Hermione going upstairs quickly, and he picked up the bag of food she’d left in the hallway, and headed into the kitchen. “What’s wrong?” He asked her when she jogged into the room franticly. He looked over when he heard the note from his mother and rolled his eyes at the message she’d left them. “Well… I guess we’ll have leftovers,” he said, holding up the bag.
Hermione was still recovering from the scare. She then looked up at Draco. Needing to be extra sure of it, she ended up floo’ing Narcissa just to see proof that Scorpius was indeed with her. When she tried to offer coming over, Narcissa had practically shooed her off dismissively and ended the call. Hermione sat back with a sigh.
Draco winced and pulled his hand back. He couldn’t help think it was deliberate, and he wondered why, since the morning they’d shared had been nice. The house came into view and he pulled into the driveway.
"Sorry," she said. Once they arrived home, she got out and carried everything to the front door. She managed to unlock the door and step inside. "We’re home," she announced, but she didn’t get a response in return. Furrowing her brows she then headed into the living room where it was empty. She went to the other living room which was empty as well. "Narcissa?" She called out and didn’t get a response. She placed the plastic bag on the table near the door before heading upstairs and peered into the nursery which was also empty. Hermione frantically searched each bedroom before hurriedly coming back downstairs and jogged to the back door where she stepped outside and looked for any signs of them. She felt her heart begin to thump against her chest and expected the worse, until…
I have decided to take Scorpius back to the Manor simply because it was beginning to grow rather boring and playing with the same blocks with Scorpius created redundancy. The Manor has an abundance of toys and don’t worry too much, I’ve sorted everything out as well as deciding to keep Scorpius overnight. You and Draco can have a break and feel free to pick your son up tomorrow, but I won’t mind keeping him an extra few days either.
The voice on the note was Narcissa’s before it shred itself up. Hermione sagged her shoulders in relief. “Sodding witch,” she cursed her mother-in-law for giving her a scare.
Draco reached his hand over to rest on her thigh as he drove the long road back home.
Hermione accidentally placed the scalding hot container over his hand when she lifted it up so she could reach for her bag.
"Neither," Draco smiled. He’d hoped they could have went out for lunch, but this would do.
She then resumed gazing out the window while sipping on her iced tea.