"GO HOME NOW!!" You shouted angrily, ending the phone call. "Why is she so angry?" Draco wondered, stopping what he was doing and immediately heading home.

When he arrived, instead of a warm embrace. You greeted him with a punch to the stomach and a kick to his leg, making him fall and spit out fresh blood from his mouth.

"Draco, can't you go a single day without making me upset?" you asked, yanking his hair up so your eyes met. "Why are you so angry?" he asked without a hint of guilt.

"Your son caused trouble at school. He hit his friend, and instead of scolding him, you supported him. Isn't that enough to make me angry, Draco?" you said furiously, cornering him against the wall.

"HE IS YOUR SON TOO!" Draco shouted, flipping the situation so you were the one cornered. "Just once, can't you call him our son? You’re the one who gave birth to him," he said, tears unconsciously streaming down his face, making you momentarily stunned by his handsomeness.

"huft, fine. Your son is my son. Even though he’s the result of your trickery, leaving me powerless," you admitted, trying to calm Draco.

"If I hadn’t acted first, wouldn’t you have ended up with someone else? And I wouldn’t like that. But now, you’re mine, honey," he said before pulling you into a deep kiss.