Chapter Text
A Christmas Wish
Prologue
Draco was walking at a leisurely pace in the outskirts of a forest near his home, enjoying the fresh air on a beautiful Christmas Eve night. It was almost a pity, disturbing the sparkling white snow with his footsteps.
A few steps ahead of him, was his son, not even a year old yet but as soon as he learned how to walk, albeit with some help, he couldn’t be stopped. He insisted on walking everywhere he went. Fortunately for him, Lucky was all too willing to lend him his fur, so he could grab on and walk without stumbling…much.
Lucky being their two years old husky. And lucky he was! Draco had found him almost two years ago near this very same forest when he was just a pup, badly beaten, starving and shivering in the cold night air. He took him in, healed him as best as he could and fed him. The following day he had searched for a veterinarian clinic. They thoroughly checked the puppy over and Draco asked all the questions he could think of to properly care for the dog. That day Draco found himself buying anything and everything he could find to give the puppy the best home he could have.
And so, chubby little hands grabbed onto Lucky’s parka and they merrily made their way through the snow. The snow being too deep for Scorpius, he had made a pathway that they could follow.
It wasn’t that late, but it was already very dark outside, so he had charmed a few Christmas lights to follow them around and illuminate their path, doing a few somersaults along the way to entertain his giggling son.
Not a soul could be seen, as the very few neighbors he had were probably enjoying a nice supper with their loved ones. It wasn’t that Draco had no family or friend he could spend Christmas with, but it was Scorpius’ first Christmas and he wanted a nice quiet evening just the three of them. Draco was startled out of his musing by Lucky, who had started barking and growling, looking at a particularly large tree. He was probably itching to run over there but he would never leave Scorpius’ side. He was oddly protective of the baby, never leaving his side unless he was safely in the arms of his father or safely at home.
‘’What is it, Lucky?’’ He had barely finished saying that when he heard a groan coming from the general direction of where the husky was growling.
Crouching in front the large dog he told him, ‘’Stay here and take care of Scorpius, okay? I’ll be right back.’’
The groan had come from five or six meters from where he was. ‘’Lumos,’’ he whispered. At first, he couldn’t see anything but then he noticed something red with patterns peeking out of the snow. He spelled the snow away only to a find a shivering man laying face down in the snow. He turned him over and –
‘’Well, I’ll be damned! Harry Potter…’’