Summary: After the war Draco had put everything behind him- or so he thought...
After a bout of Writer's Block I decided to start a drabble series for Harry Potter. Each chapter will be based on a one-word prompt. If anyone has any prompt they'd like to see written I'd be happy to give it a go.
For those of you who read To Have and To Hold, don't worry! It'll be updated soon!
Following the end of the war Draco Malfoy had put his past behind him as best he could. He didn't talk about his school days or his father. If Scorpius wanted to hear about either he asked his mother or grandmother.
Draco had thrown himself into rebuilding his family's name, moving completely from any hint of the Dark Lord, Draco worked in the Ministry- Muggle Relations in fact. Although he had put his past behind him- he only ever gave a sharp nod to the Boy-Who-Lived(-Twice) if they passed in the halls.
But still he believed himself past the prejudices of his youth. Until he read the innocent note from his eleven-year-old son:
Dad!
I was sorted into Gryffindor! I made friends with a boy named Albus who's really nice to me!
I'll write again soon!
Scorpius
Draco may have moved on from his past... but it still took his wife and a sleeping-draught-laced firewhiskey to calm him down.
TBC