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“S-Santa, s’that you?”
Draco froze as he climbed out of the fireplace.
“Err, yes. Hello,” he said gruffly, keeping his face turned away.
“Mummy said you’d get my letter!” Scorpius said excitedly.
“Letter? Ah…” Draco wasn’t sure what the right response was.
“S’alright,” Scorpius beamed. “I’ll tell you now.”
“So besides a new book for mummy, what I want,” he continued eagerly, “is for daddy to come home for Christmas. He’s always busy at work but I’ve been reeeaally good so if you can, please let daddy come home?”
Draco’s heart clenched.
“Of course, son. I can definitely manage that.”