Merlin wasn't so sure about that. He wasn't sure why Draco's memory was gone in the first place, but he didn't want to question his friend. If his father said it would come back, it would come back. And there wasn't anything to worry about. Right?
"I suppose it's not too odd." Merlin replied with a casual shrug as he sat down at the Slytherin table. "You could go home and get one yourself if you don't want to write her. Father will let you use his floo until we learn to apparate next month."
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