Family. Not blood relations, but a chosen family. He had people who cared for him, and it was an amazing feeling. He breathed in deeply, Scorpius was nearly asleep. Draco decided to go ahead and put him down for the evening before dinner. He left his tea and book where they were and took Scorpius upstairs. He sat in the rocking chair and gave the child the bottle that sat prepared for his evening meal, then just rocked his son for a long while as he fell asleep. 