Splish Splash ➵ Drarry

Splish Splash

It was the moment when Draco received an owl from Harry explaining that he would be home late, when Draco realized he was simply and utterly screwed.

My Dearest Draco,

I regret to inform you that your husband will not be able to make it home for dinner tonight because of the shitty meeting he had to attend. His heart goes out to you.

P.S. Please leave me some dinner for when I get home. My stomach already sounds like a hippogriff during mating season. Oh wait sorry, touchy subject for you x

Well, I'm off like your trousers after the kids go to sleep,
Harry

And even though he still executed his infamous eye roll, he couldn't help but grin down at the ink painted parchment placed in the palms of his hands. It all just screamed Harry. Harry. His Harry.

'The one that left me with the kids tonight.' He recalled.

After a moment of regrouping himself, he sauntered across the tiled floor of the kitchen and carried himself out through the doorframe with ease.

The darkness of the hallway filled his senses and he sought out for the light switch stationed on the wall to his left. One stride forward and he was nearly toppling over Albus' stuffed pygmy puff that was carelessly abandoned on the floor. This action seemed to trigger a reaction from the end of the hallway.

"PAPA!" Draco registered the cry as Albus, who was now charging towards his father as fast as his little legs could take him. With quick thinking, Draco's hand settled on the wallpaper and searched the area for the light switch.

"Is Iggy ok?" Albus was already towering over Iggy by the time the light permeated the room.

'I'm alright too, brat.' Draco wanted to call out, but instead he held his tongue between his teeth and surveyed Albus as he tumbled to his knees to cradle the plush toy in his arms.

He heeded the soft stomps of Scorpius in tow, desperately trying to catch up with his brother. "Albus! Albus!" He tittered through heavy breaths. He was already worn out after ten minutes of chasing Albus around their country home.

"Look! 'Corpus! I found Iggy! See?" He beamed, shoving the pink ball of fluff in Scorpius' face causing the poor boy to go cross eyed.

Draco couldn't help but stifle a laugh at his sons pronunciation of 'Scorpius'. He knew they had to work on it, but Harry and Draco couldn't bring themselves to fix it quite yet.

'As long as he doesn't put levi in front of it, we'll be fine.' He remembered Harry joking the first time they heard Albus speak his 'name'.

"Iggy, Iggy! Fluffy, Fluffy, Iggy!" Scorpius sang out while bouncing on his feet in an attempt to dance. It was his go to dance move currently, but Draco wasn't sure if you could even call it a dance move.

"Papa almost hurted her! He going to squish her with his fat feet!" Albus exclaimed whilst dramatically laying down on his back and holding Iggy up above his face. "I save Iggy from fat Papa feet!"

"My feet are not fat!" Draco breathed out an over exaggerated gasp in attempt to sound offended. This only caused Scorpius to burst out into a fit of giggles. "You know what happens when little boys are around fat feet?" Draco asked with a devious smile growing on his face.

"What Papa?" Albus replied with curious eyes and gazed up at him from the floor.

"They get stepped on!" Draco's voice roared and bounced off the walls. He shifted his weight to his left leg and hovered the other one over Albus' stomach as if he was about to squash him.