Albus sat on the floor, his legs crossed as Scorpius cocooned him in his arms. He was wearing more layers than he thought was possible just to warm himself up, and his eyes felt so heavy against the bitterness of the wintery weather. His mum had told him to stay in the house, so as not to make himself sicker, but he didn’t want to miss out on the fun of watching James and Alice on the swing of the park. Scorpius had been so excited to go to the park, and he didn’t want to be the reason why he missed out on it – it was either he came to the park, or Scorpius would stay home with him and feed him soup and read him books.