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Chapter 7 Malfoy Encounter
Draco walked into the Ministry of Magic and towards the Auror Headquarters. He had to check some accounts of the office for work that day. Walking down the hallway and through the doors, Draco spotted the secretary and walked over to her to sort out the details. It took only minutes before they finished and Draco turned to go.
"Draco!" a voice called out and Draco turned around on the spot and saw Harry walking towards him.
"Hello Harry," Draco replied with a smile, "How are you?"
"Great, would you like to go get some lunch with me? Or do you need to head back right now?" Harry asked.
"Yeah sure, it's my break now anyway," Draco replied.
The two left the ministry and apparated to the Leaky Cauldron. They both ordered some fish and chips and sat down at a table in the back.
"So anything new with you?" Harry asked as they both sipped their butterbeer.
"Well as soon as I got back home from your house I got a letter from Professor McGonagall saying that Scorpius got into a fight at school. I had to go to Hogwarts and talk with her and my son. Then she let me take him home for the night and discuss things. You guys were right…he found out about my past. He was looking at books and found a book called Purebloods and found a page dedicated to the Malfoy family. That is why he sent me the scathing letter," Draco explained.
"Wow, so did you tell him everything?" Harry asked.
"I had to;" Draco replied with a sigh, "In the book it mentioned something about Death Eaters and the Dark Mark. The first question he asked me was if I was a Death Eater. There was nothing I could say but yes because all he would have to do is ask to see my forearm."
"I'm sorry…that must have been a really hard conversation for the both of you," Harry replied sympathetically.
"It was…that is the one thing that I am very jealous of you for," Draco said grimly, "When you tell your kids about your past you can be proud of who you were and have your kids look up to you. When I tell my son about who I was I feel so ashamed."
"True, but I think that you have made the most of the situation. I honestly used to hate you…you're pretty cool now," Harry replied with a smile.
"Ha, thanks…" Draco replied with a small laugh, "Your one of the few that think so…if you haven't noticed being a Malfoy isn't a good thing anymore. I wish I had any other last name than Malfoy."
They both sat there in silence taking in Draco's words. There food came and they both dug in still in silence. Draco finally broke it after several minutes.
"Scorpius wants to meet my parents," Draco stated grimly, "I don't know what to do…I feel horrible denying him this, but…"
"You don't know that you could face it?" Harry asked but it came out more like a statement.
"How do you know me so well?" Draco asked with a chuckle.
"I'm magical!" Harry replied with a smirk.
"Wow…bad joke Potter," Draco laughed rolling his eyes.
"Oh come on you laughed!" Harry said laughing.
"Okay, okay…but what do you think I should do?" Draco asked turning serious.
"I think that you should go visit your parents first and if it turns out fine then you can let your son meet them. But if things turn out the way that you fear that they will then you can stick with your decision," Harry suggested.
"Does it ever get boring always being right?" Draco asked.
"No…not really," Harry replied with a smirk.
The two finished their lunch laughing and discussing things with each other. When they both finished they went their separate ways back to work. Draco continued the day doing odd jobs for Gringotts and the end of the day came too soon for Draco's liking. He was now going to head over to the Malfoy Manor…a place he hadn't been to in over 11 years.
Draco walked out of Gringotts and then apparated to the familiar address. He knew it by heart having lived there for over 17 years. Draco closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them and taking in the familiar mansion. It was a huge home with hedges all around the property. Draco walked up to the front gate, which opened for him still recognizing who he was. The walk to the front door seemed to stretch out as he walked up it. Finally he was in front of the door and reached up his hand to knock.
The huge black front door opened a minute later to reveal the tall form of none other than Lucius Malfoy. Lucius' eyes widened in surprise at seeing his son on his front step. He was momentarily speechless from shock. Regaining his thoughts Lucius smirked.
"Well, well…if it isn't my long lost son," Lucius sneered.
"Father," Draco replied in greeting, "I'm not here of my own accord trust me."
"Then what could possibly drag you out of that poor pitiful house on Spinner's End to come for a visit?" Lucius asked.
"I'm here for my son," Draco replied harshly, "He wants to meet you, and against my better judgment I am actually thinking about letting him."
"Ah! Young Scorpio, right?" Lucius asked.
"His name is Scorpius," Draco replied with a glare, "Now are you going to invite me in or am I going to stand out on the front step all day?"
"Well aren't you a little more disrespectful than you used to be," Lucius replied but moved out of the doorway allowing Draco to come into the Manor.
"Yeah…well I learned that some people don't really deserved to be shown respect," Draco replied.
The two walked down the hall and into the sitting area for guest that Draco was never allowed in when he was little.
"Yes…some people don't deserve respect…those would include Mudbloods and Muggles," Lucius replied as they sat down, "Don't forget that I am your father and I am a pureblood. That right there makes you have to show me the respect that I deserve."
"I'm unfortunately just as pureblooded as you are father…but I wouldn't consider you a good father though. A good father wouldn't hit his child into obedience," Draco said as he sat down as well, "That's what most people call abuse and cowardly."
"How dare you insist that I am a coward?" Lucius asked raising his voice, "You are the coward for not embracing who you are!"
"Oh yeah? And who am I? If you haven't noticed while you were enjoying the lovely sights of Azkaban, the name of Malfoy has been completely trashed. Not many want to be associated with us!" Draco replied rolling his eyes, "I don't think it's really good to be boasting about being a Malfoy."
"You are just an ungrateful little toad. You threw away all of the things that we raised you to cherish! Do you know how many people would love to be in your position? You, who have the purest of blood, a nice inheritance, and a nice huge manor to live in," Lucius exclaimed.
"I don't know anyone who is jealous of me. In fact I don't know anyone who even would remotely want to be me. Do you know what I had to do two days ago?" Draco asked, "I had to tell my son about what I've done. I have never been more ashamed to be me in my life!"
"That's because you look at what you did as a bad thing! Sure, the Dark Lord was a little more crazy and extreme than I originally thought," Lucius replied, "But he was working towards something that is good. Muggleborns shouldn't have magical powers. They shouldn't be included in the Magical World. And wizards and witches should rule over Muggles. It's really all for their own good."
"Clearly ten years in Azkaban wasn't enough for you," Draco replied standing up, "If you can't see that it is all so WRONG then I'm definitely not allowing my son to meet you. How can you possibly be proud of this?" Draco asked pulling his left sleeve up and revealing the Dark Mark, "The man who put this here never cared for any of us. He was a nutter! How can you even think that a mission that he came up with can somehow be considered good?"
"I told you I thought he was a little too extreme with it…but the idea was right," Lucius defended.
"Azkaban clearly has let all logic leave your head!" Draco replied rolling his eyes and walking towards the front door, "Not at all nice seeing you…and I hope to not see you again. Have a nice life."
With that Draco walked out the front door and slammed it behind him. What was he even thinking going to visit his parents? How could he believe that Lucius had changed? He was just the same pureblood crazy father who never cared for anything but money, power, and a good image. Draco apparated back to his house on Spinner's End and walked into his study. There he poured himself a glass of whiskey and sat down on his couch wallowing away in self-pity.
This was not at all the life that Draco had pictured for himself. When he was young and naïve he imagined himself living in the huge manor with a loving wife like his mum Narcissa is to Lucius. He would have lots of money and power and everyone would be jealous of him. No…this wasn't that life at all, but in many ways this life was better. In the fantasies that Draco made up he never had a son. Scorpius was now Draco's whole world…no amount of money or power could ever replace Scorpius in Draco's mind. It didn't matter that he lived in a small home and barely made enough money to make ends meet. Draco was much happier than he ever could have been if those fantasies had come true.
Draco was pulled out of his thinking by his doorbell ringing. Draco put his almost empty glass down on the side table and went to answer the door. Opening the door Draco saw that it was Ginny and her daughter Lily waiting on the front step. Ginny was carrying a covered plate.
"Hello, sorry to just drop in like this," Ginny greeted with a smile, "But Harry told me that you were going to go visit your parents and I just figured that you would be completely shot after an experience like that so I made you some dinner."
"Oh wow…thank you so much Ginny," Draco replied truly touched.
How had he ever hated this girl? She was truly one of the nicest people he had ever met. She was another thing that wasn't a part of the fantasy that Draco made up for himself, but she was definitely another bonus to Draco's reality.
"I helped my mummy with it!" Lily exclaimed with a look of accomplishment on her face, "It was really fun!"
"That's great! I'm sure it will be delicious," Draco said while crouching down to her level, "You made sure to make the food with love right? Because did you know that good food comes not only from the ingredients, but from the love of the cook themselves?"
"Oh! I didn't know that," Lily replied and then her jaw dropped, "I didn't put any love into this food! It won't taste good then!"
"Don't worry sweetie," Draco replied putting his hand on her shoulder, "All you have to do is put you hand over the dish and say that you love it and the food will magically become delicious."
Lily got a determined look on her face and she put her hand over the dish and spoke the words. She then got a big smile on her face.
"Mr. Malfoy your dinner will be amazing now!" Lily replied certainly.
Draco couldn't help but chuckle at her and he looked up to see Ginny smiling down at him. Standing up, and straightening out his trousers Draco gave her a confused look.
"I never thought I would see the day that Draco Malfoy was good with kids," Ginny explained with a laugh.
"Yeah…I'm just full of surprises aren't I?" Draco joked.
"Well we best get home, but enjoy your dinner!" Ginny said and Draco nodded.
"Thank you so much for it. It is very much appreciated," Draco replied and Ginny smiled and nodded.
Ginny grabbed her daughter's hand and walked over leaving Draco with his dinner. Draco sat down at his kitchen table and uncovered the dish to find some steaming hot French Onion soup and a treacle tart. Draco dug in and couldn't help but be astounded by the amazing friends that he now had.
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