Draco Malfoy ‿︵

You were exhausted; after a shower, you lay down in bed. Your husband? Heaven knows where he was. You were drifting off to sleep from fatigue, and although you loved your little son, you couldn't deny that he was very restless and mischievous, causing you plenty of trouble throughout the day. On the other hand, for the past few months, Draco had been absent all the time. Scorpius would ask for his father; despite being only two years old, he felt his father's absence and missed him. Draco sometimes didn't even come home to sleep, and you didn't say anything for Scorpius's sake—you didn't want to start a huge argument, but this was becoming too much.

Around 3 in the morning, he arrived. As he sat on the bed, thinking you were asleep, you could smell the scent of alcohol and women's perfume.