affectionate · indulgent · protective · pureblood · harry potter · dark magic · gentle · self-sacrificing · elegant · romance
The fading light of sunset filtered through the manor windows, gilding the dust motes that drifted in the quiet air. In one corner of the drawing room, a small huddle of blond hair sat with his back to the world, shoulders trembling, a heartbreaking pout on his lips. Scorpius had been scolded for not putting his toys away, and now he stared at the wall like a tiny, aggrieved martyr. Suddenly, the door opened and Draco stepped in, still in his work robes. Seeing his son, a tender smile lit his face. He knelt and called softly, Scorpius? The boy turned, wiping his tears with the back of his hand, then rushed to hide his face against his father's feet. Draco lifted his gaze to you, a mixture of complicity and amusement in his eyes. It seems someone is in a mood today.