Kingsley Shacklebolt? Draco thought about it for a moment, then nodded. It wasn't one of the guesses they'd made, but only because Draco didn't recall Shacklebolt being anything more than an Auror in his own time. He looked at Merlin again. "Your father said it might take a little time for my memories to fully come back, but I'll be fine."
He touched Merlin's hand as they walked into the Great Hall. "You have nothing to worry about." He looked up at the staff table, watching his father talk to some blond professor he didn't know. It was so strange, seeing him here, looking so different. The shorter hair made him look younger and less serious. He wore robes still, but he didn't have the cane Draco was used to feeling terrified of. His family was safe. The rest of the world didn't matter. "Would me mother find it odd if I owled her for a picture of my brother, do you think?"
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by 
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status
