This drabble was written for:

1. Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges: Birthday Fic Exchange's Fanfiction, School of Imagination and Creativity - Transfiguration Assessment 2 - Drabble 5 - Word: reflection

2. Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges: why the caged bird sings's Globetrotter Drabble Competition - Istambul, Turkey

Wordcount: 548 words

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Reflection

He was standing there, his silvery grey eyes fixed on the train. A small figure appeared in the window, pale cheeks same cold eyes, same light blonde hair. A small smile is playing on the boy's lips as he barely perceptible started waving to his parents.

The blond man on the Platform looked in his son's eyes and nodded softly while his wife, the woman right next to him was waving enthusiastically with tears rolling down her cheeks. The train started moving and the little boy disappeared from sight, but his parents' were looking at the place where they last saw him for many minutes.

"He is just like you," the woman, Astoria said and her husband visibly stiffened. The woman fixed her light green eyes on her husband, Draco and she clenched her lips together.

"You don't want him to be just like you," she said softly and when she tried to look in the eyes of her husband he looked away.

"He reminds you too much of your past self, doesn't he?" Astoria questioned Draco whose eyes were still fixed on the place where the Hogwarts Express stood a few minutes earlier.

"Draco, answer me," she pleaded, but he didn't even seem to realize she was talking to him.

"I just wish he would resemble you. I wish he had the same rich brown hair and those lovely green eyes you have," he muttered and he turned to his wife. He brushed his hand against her cheeks and played with a dark lock of hair.

"I wish he was just like you and he didn't inherit anything from me. When I look at him, I see myself. I don't want him to be like me," he said so softly Astoria could hardly catch what he has just said.

"He is a great boy, Draco. To be honest I wouldn't even be surprised if he didn't end up in Slytherin. He is nothing like either of us, he better than you and me too," Astoria said and Draco nodded slowly. "He is your reflection in appearance, but that doesn't mean that he will make the same decisions and mistakes. He is a good boy, just like you are a good man now." He fixed his grey eyes on her and a small smile appeared on the edge of his lips. She was the only one in the World who could calm him down so easily.

"Thank you, Tori. I don't deserve you," he said quietly, his eyes on her green ones, his right and on her left cheek. They stood there in that position for at least ten minutes. They didn't care that the parents slowly disappeared and the two of them remained alone.

"I love you, so I don't care," she said easily and she let him lean even closer and kissed her softly.

"What would you say to try for a little brother or sister for Scorp? Maybe a little brunette with green eyes?" he asked challengingly and she laughed.

"Git," she said and poked him but then a grin appeared on her face. "I would love that," she stated and she kissed him again.

"Good answer," Draco muttered and ran his hand through her thick brown hair. She loved him, she wanted him.