Author's Note: This story contains SPOILERS for the entire Harry Potter series. Not everything is accurate, I added to the history, and changed a few things. Suggested M/M relationship. It is canon until the fifth book. You are warned.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, and in no way am I affiliated with it.
The Draco I Could Have Known
It's been two days since I last saw him. I went with my wife and sons to the train station. It is my younger son's first year at Hogwarts. I also saw Ron and Hermione. I see them often, though. Before yesterday, I hadn't seen hide or hair of Draco Malfoy. He has a nice ministry job, as do I, but never have I seen him. It could have to do with the fact that I was almost always in my office, or in the field. What can I say, tracking down death eaters in hiding and other dark wizards can be a terribly difficult job. Ginny often complains about my office hours, but I do try to make time for her and the boys.
I didn't realize that seeing him again would bring back so many memories I wish would remain buried. I remember the night in our first year that we spent in the forest with Hagrid for detention. I remember how he taunted me through the years. I remember seeing him cry, and then hurting him in a terrible way. How I wish I could change that. Despite all that he has done, he didn't deserve that. I remember when I went to apologize a few days later, and ended up spending the entire night with him in the room of requirement. I saved his life a year later, so maybe I am redeemed.
Ginny never knew how close we became. We still fought in public, but it was our bitter façade. We were of opposite sides, and we had to act it. We avoided each other during the day, and stole glances and passed notes when no one was watching. No one ever knew. Alone, despite all of the fighting we did, we cared for each other. Now we are both married, and unfamiliar to each other.
I never knew the man he became. It torments me to know that I probably never knew him to begin with. I looked at him while standing on the platform, and he gave me a nod of acknowledgement, but it was an empty gesture. We are strangers now. I could never change it, for the sake of our families. Perhaps, though, my son will befriend his, and we can have an excuse to see each other. I wonder if Scorpius is anything like Draco, or rather the Draco of the past. If so, it would be unlikely that Albus would like him very much. I hope though, that someday, they can learn to accept each other, as Draco and I have.