Draco raised an eyebrow at that when Merlin wrapped an arm around his shoulder. How had that happened? The time travel? Still, it had to be better than being his least favourite. "That'll make things easier, then." Why didn't Merlin have classes?
He stepped off the staircase, debating asking the Dark Lord about all this later, and looked up at Tom sitting behind the Headmaster's desk. "We were wondering if we could use your Floo to go to the manor today," he said. "Just for a brief visit. It feels like forever since I've seen my mother."
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