Draco looked at Rex for a moment and then laughed. "I wish," he said. "You have no idea how much I wish I could. I really don't think anyone would be very happy with me if I did. I'd probably have to file a report first or something."
He ran a hand through his hair. "I miss France," he said. "You must too. You went to Beauxbatons. The food and the art and the clothes." Draco shook his head. "It's been a long time since I went." He didn't know if that was true for him here, or if he'd ever been at all, but in his reality it had been a couple of years. Since his father started getting obsessed with the Dark Lord.
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