It had been weeks and Draco still wasn't use to this new world. Everything was just off, and he wasn't getting memories of what the old him had been like. It was starting to frustrate him. Pansy was still basically the same person, but the history was different, and Draco didn't like being around people who looked at him and expected him to be someone he wasn't. When he talked to Merlin he could see the disappointment in his eyes, even though Merlin was the one who'd fucked and impregnated his mother, and Charlie Weasley's face when he looked at him was currently making Draco skip Care of Magical Creatures.
He looked up at the ceiling of the Slytherin common room and contemplated the possibility of trying to go back again to change things and see what happened. Or maybe he could send someone else back and then he'd at least remember whatever new reality was created. As long as it wasn't really multiple realities. This was making his brain hurt. Draco looked up from sulking at the ceiling and spotted Rex Lestrange. Someone who didn't know him, who he didn't know, who he'd gotten along with in Hogsmede before he'd disappeared with Rider Macnair. Draco got up and moved to sit beside the other boy. Fuck it. "Running away from school for a week sounds like heaven. Did you have fun?"
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