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Chapter 19: Return of the Son
Harry laughed as he stepped through the floo into Malfoy Manor. Albus had gone before him and sat on the couch, showing Scorpius the gift he had bought at Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. Harry was not sure what the bits of cloth and poles were supposed to do, but the boys were enjoying trying to figure it out.
"Happy solstice, Harry," Draco said from a chair by the hearth. "Come sit."
He took the indicated seat and accepted the glass of wine that Draco held out to him. "Happy solstice to you, too. Another of your wines?"
"Mixed berry. A bit sweet, but it makes a nice dessert wine. Thank you for coming."
"Albus has been begging since he heard Scorpius had been released from St Mungo's. How is he?"
Draco smiled indulgently as he watched the boys. "Happy to be home, but it's too early to tell yet. I had hoped to send him back to Hogwarts next month, but the Headmistress feels that he should wait until September. The Notts' son is waiting until September, too, so perhaps it's just as well."
"My offer stands to tutor Scorpius with Albus. The boys would enjoy the time together."
"Perhaps." Draco turned his gaze to the fire and over a minute passed before he spoke again. "There's something we should discuss."
Harry turned to him, eyebrows raised in confusion. "What's that?"
"You haven't spent as much time with the boys as I have. They're very ... physical."
"Aren't all boys?"
Draco shook his head. "Not wrestling so much, though they do that too. They're more affectionate." At Harry's confused look, he explained, "They cuddle and pet and kiss each other, which isn't normal for boys. Mother believes they may be interested in each other."
Harry frowned. James certainly did not do those things, but Albus had always been more sensitive than his brother. "They're just boys," he said. "They're too young to be dating."
"Dating is not what concerns me."
"Then what-"
"Sex, Potter. They aren't stupid and before long they'll figure out that touching each other's cock feels bloody good. When they do, I want to make sure they're careful."
"If you're asking permission to discuss sex with my son, go ahead."
"I want you to help me. You know they're going to ask about gay sex and I am not fielding that alone."
Harry set down his empty wine glass. "By any chance, can it wait until after Christmas?"
Draco looked back at the boys and smiled. "It can wait for a little while." Harry followed his gaze to see Scorpius holding a kite in the shape of a bumblebee. Albus was pantomiming how to fly it as both boys laughed. "I wish our childhood could have been so simple and carefree," Draco said quietly.
Harry nodded. "Yeah, so do I."
~O~
21 December 2018
I'm so glad I got to visit you today, Scorpius. Flying the kite was lots of fun, especially when we spooked the peacocks.
That was funny, and so was the part when you fell into the hedge.
Prat, my cheek still hasn't healed.
I could kiss it and make it better.
It'll heal by tomorrow. Do you know what our dad were whispering about? They kept looking at us, but I couldn't hear what they were saying.
Father mentioned sex. Maybe he wants to advise us about girls.
Scorpius, what if I don't want to date a girl?
Then don't. I'm not going to. Not for a long time, anyway. Besides, you're loads more fun than any girl.
You, too. I love you.
I love you, too, Albus. Sleep well.
Good night, Scorpius. Talk to you tomorrow.
Author's Note: And so it ends. Please review. I'm always willing to revise.