Narcissa gave Augustus a fond smile, curling up against him on the couch. "I hope it's not a potion thing," she said. "You never know what the future side effects of something like that could be."
Draco found it... extremely weird, watching his mother cuddling up to some... man. At least Rookwood wasn't covered in pockmarks. He looked down at Valentine. It was obvious that his half-brother was Rookwood's son. "It wasn't a potion," he said. "I'm not sure what it was, but Tom seemed certain my memories would come back. It'll just take some time."
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