HP Knockdown and Counter Knockdown

Every child is an angel when he is quiet, but a devil when he speaks.

Draco Malfoy looked at his only son who was having a headache, he beckoned him to come over, and the little ball that huddled in the floor-to-ceiling window and covered himself with a gauze curtain moved, and then ran over awkwardly and threw him down after a while In the arms, twitching and accusing.

"You lied to me!"

"Honey, I didn't lie to you, your father told me to say that." Draco lightly pushed the matter to the savior, lying without blushing.

The little scorpion raised his face and hiccupped, his big eyes were red, and he wiped his tears with the back of his fleshy hand.

"Lucy said, children don't come out of dragon eggs, let alone golden dragons!"

"Honey, I'm sorry, your dad said you'd prefer that."

"I just want to know the truth. No one can fool a Malfoy!" The little scorpion said firmly, holding Draco's robe tightly. Way to appease him.

Draco rolled his eyes and called out to the kitchen.

"Harry Potter, come here!"

"coming!"

It wasn't long before the savior arrived with a cookie, still wearing a pink apron, Scorpius' favorite color.

"Baby, you are still crying." Harry put down the cookie and hugged his baby to coax. Scorpius buried his little head in Harry's arms and sobbed. It was very uncomfortable to be deceived. A child is not a golden dragon It hurt him even more to be sent over, and in his mind, what could be more like a Malfoy than to be blessed by a golden dragon?

"I want to know the truth, Malfoy needs to know the truth." Scorpius raised his face and said firmly, and if there were no tears, Harry would praise him for being very imposing, as if he was four years old.

"My little one can't lose his temper." Good-natured Harry comforted Scorpius with a kiss on the forehead.

Draco stood up and pressed his eyebrows, "Harry, I need to go to sleep."

"Go, Draco, I can take care of him."

Yawning, Draco closed the door and went out. He was so tired that he was about to collapse after staying up late last night. When he wakes up, he must teach Weasley a good lesson. It is so difficult for a child to maintain a childlike innocence. ?Or did Weasley instill in children that red weasels actually grew out of burrows?

Harry carried Scorpius to the armchair on the balcony and sat down, wiped away his tears and smiled for the little guy, "Honey, you're a big kid, you're three years old, you can't cry all the time."

"You lied to me, daddy said you asked him to lie to me." Scorpius bit Harry's finger, of course gently, tears rolled out again, his long eyelashes blinked and blinked, very hurt look.

Harry sighed, because Scorpius almost died when he was young, so everyone doted on him very much, and now he is almost spoiled.

"Honey, baby Baby is born because parents love each other." Harry explained, stroking his son's soft hair.

"I don't have a mother." Scorpius pointed out in a muffled voice.

"Well, of course, some baby babies will be a little different. They have two fathers, but they are also born out of love."

"But Hugo said that you don't love Daddy, you love Aunt Ginny." Scorpius murmured hurtfully, "So Scorpius was not born for love, there is no golden dragon, and there is no love."

"No, sweetheart, why would you think that way, you are my life, me and Draco love you, baby, how can you doubt that?" Harry said, looking at his son distressedly, he almost didn't say goodbye The parents feel that Draco and Scorpius gave him a home, and Merlin knows how much Harry Potter loves these two Malfoys.

"But Hugo said you don't love Daddy." Scorpius looked at Harry aggrievedly, and accused: "You never kiss outside, Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron both kiss, and I saw Hugo Show me a picture of Aunt Ginny kissing you, you don't love us anymore."

The golden peas fell on Harry's arm like he didn't want money, his face was flushed, how should he explain to his son that it wasn't that he didn't want to kiss, but that Draco didn't allow it!

"God, I love you guys, don't doubt this, please, Scooter."

Scorpius looked at his father and pursed his lips aggrievedly, "Hugo always bullies me, he shows me pictures of his parents kissing, but little scorpion doesn't."

"If you need this, don't feel bad, Sco, I'll give it to you," Harry promised, kissing his son's little face, throwing the pledge to Draco into the swamp.

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Make it up tonight, happy holidays everyone!Today there is a three-shot, babysitter, throw down, Fuhua is updated! O(∩_∩)O

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