Draco stood in front of the bathroom mirror and took a deep breath. McGonagall would be able to help him know how to manage Scorpius. Hermione would be there too for moral support. It would be fine. He stood up straight, tugged at the cuffs of his favorite dark green blazer and ran a nervous hand through his hair, he’d need a haircut soon, it was starting to fall into his eyes when left to it’s own devices. Scorpius just needed to be changed and have a bottle and then they were good to go. He turned and headed back to the nursery where his son was currently napping. He gently woke the baby and got him changed, then double checked the diaper bag and collected Scorpius and headed down to the kitchen to get him a bottle before they had to leave. 