Scorpius had been contently playing with his grandmother's purse, a small beaded bag he couldn't get open but which made a lively noise when smacked upon the table top, until he saw Hermione walk up to the high top table the adults had chosen. He wasn't sitting up unassisted yet, but he had enough core strength to launch himself toward Hermione as soon as she was within arms length of Narcissa who was not expecting such a sudden movement from the mostly balanced child in her lap. Hermione barely caught him. Narcissa sat back with a hand on her heart. "Merlin's beard!" She exclaimed. Hermione hefted the infant to her hip and took a deep breath. "Aren't you just a ball of sunshine this morning!" she said. Scorpius patted her cheek with excitement "mama" he babbled, Draco felt his heart flip. He knew it didn't mean anything, it was just his consonant/vowel mix of the moment. But it was obvious that Scorpius liked Hermione very much. He put aside the thoughts of what if for when he was alone later and closed the door on that part of his brain. Just in case Blaise decided to go picking. 