Chapter 14
Draco Dormiens
Author's Note: The title of the chapter means "Sleeping Dragon" and has to do with Draco. You'll come to understand why soon. Time to answer a comment.
Q:There is no logical way they would make a Death Eater Head Boy after the war. All of the wizarding world would march to Hogwarts and lynch him.
A: All of this (including his Death Eater status) will be explained by the end of this chapter. As will his father's status as well.
(Ginny's PoV)
All eyes were on Draco as he walked into the compartment and sat down on the other side of the seat away from Ginny. Most expressions were of shock and surprise. However, Ginny noticed, Astoria Greengrass seemed to be staring at him another way... the way Ginny would look at Harry, in fact, for years before they were a couple and many times since.
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" O'Leary asked, "I thought you graduated last year."
"Kind of difficult to do that when I wasn't at Hogwarts last year," Draco said, "As for why I am here – well – that is for me to know and – well – that's just none of your business. I'll leave it at that."
He looked at Ginny and raised his eyebrows.
"Weren't we in the middle of introductions, Head Girl?" he asked.
Ginny cleared her throat. "Er – yes," she said, then turned to the others, "Please continue."
Ginny was only paying minimal attention to the prefects as they introduced themselves. She tried to her best not to look at Draco, but still she couldn't help but wonder why he was Head Boy. She could understand his reasons for coming back to Hogwarts – he needed to finish his education, of course, and since he hadn't been at school at all the previous year, he didn't have the option of just taking his NEWTs like Harry did. But the title of Head Boy? When he had a part in the murder of Albus Dumbledore? Although he was being used, and it wasn't his choice, he still disarmed the late Headmaster. Surely Headmistress McGonagall didn't make Draco Head Boy – and if not – who did? The Deputy Headmaster had not been announced, but she assumed it was probably Hagrid or Professor Flitwick.
"Anything else?" Draco asked, looking at Ginny.
Ginny blinked and looked around at everyone. They were looking back at her.
"Er – oh, yes," Ginny said, "This is mainly to the new prefects and – Head Boy, though I know you were prefect, Draco, so it might not matter."
Draco shrugged and motioned for her to continue. Ginny remembered Hermione's Head Girl speech from the previous year and decided to use that.
"Okay," Ginny said, "Having been a prefect myself, I know it is pretty hard to be do be a prefect and do your schoolwork too at the same time. It is very time-consuming. But you were chosen because you are the best of your year."
Ginny glanced at Draco very briefly, knowing that probably didn't qualify for him.
"If you have problems or questions," Ginny said, "Come find me."
"Or me," Draco said.
Ginny raised her eyebrows, not expecting that. "Yes, or Draco. Now, when you arrive in your Common Rooms tonight, you will all find your scheduled corridor duties. These corridor duties are part of your duties as a prefect. If you skive off them, you could have your Prefect privileges taken away. Curfew for every student in the castle is ten-o-clock. Nobody is to be out past that time, unless they are accompanied by a Professor or they are in dire need of medical help. Prefects do not care about house points."
A few of the fifth year prefects groaned.
"She's right," Draco said, "Prefects care about their duties. So if one of your own house-mates break rules, you will be expected to dock points from even them."
"But," Ginny said, impressed that Draco stepped in, "Not everyone deserves detention, so do not give those out so generously. You also must keep up with your schoolwork and duties or your title of prefect could be taken away. Anything else, Draco?"
Draco looked around at the prefects. He straightened himself up and looked around at them.
"I know that you all know who I am," Draco said, "I know you think I took part in the murder of Albus Dumbledore. I was coerced into it by the Dark – by Voldemort. I am not, nor have I ever been a Death Eater. I was not branded by choice, but by force."
"And your father?" Wade asked.
"My father may have been branded by choice," Draco said, "But he renounced those ways when Voldemort decided to treat him no better than Mud – Muggleborn. Everyone of you knows the powers Voldemort had. I am here to complete my education and try to continue my life for the better. I am here to be the Head Boy I would have been last year if if I was not under lock and chain by Voldemort."
Ginny did her best not to scoff. Ron was a far better Head Boy than Draco would ever be.
"So don't harass me about that," Draco said, "Or I will take away your titles."
"I agree," Astoria said, "He deserves a life after Voldemort as much as the rest of us."
Ginny looked at Draco, who raised his eyebrows at Astoria. He cleared his throat and looked back at Ginny.
"Anything else?" he asked her.
"Um... no," Ginny said, "You may go. Draco, stay here a moment. Head student stuff."
Draco shrugged and the prefects stood up and left the compartment. Astoria was the last to leave, and she looked back at Draco. Draco's eyes went to her, and she blushed and left the compartment.
"I think Astoria has a thing for you," Ginny said.
"Greengrass?" Draco asked, "Doubt it. My parents and her parents are old friends. I've known she for years. I don't think she – I mean – whatever."
"Yeah, whatever," Ginny said, with a smirk.
"What did you want to talk to me about, Weasley?" Draco asked, "I assume it isn't about you and Potter."
"Why are you really here?" Ginny replied, "Why are you Head Boy?"
"The honest answer?" Draco suggested.
"If it isn't too difficult for you," Ginny said.
"It wasn't exactly my choice to come back," Draco said, "Believe me, there are other ways to get on in life, even if I didn't complete my education."
"It wasn't your choice?" Ginny asked, "Who then?"
"Ask me that after the Opening Feast," Draco said, "You might know the answer by then anyway. To that and your question as to why I am Head Boy."
Ginny stared at Draco with raised eyebrows. A smirk crossed Draco's lips and he stood up then disappeared out of the compartment. Ginny harrumphed and walked out of the compartment as well. As she walked through the corridors of the train, looking for a place to sit, she thought of this new development. Draco Malfoy, whom Hermione had suspected was the Agent that had stalked her and Ron during their anniversary dinner in July. Was he really an Agent? He said he just wanted to live his life now that Voldemort was gone. But he was never known for being so honest about things. Always lying, always twisting answers around. But she wondered if he had been honest this time. Harry had saved his life in the Room of Requirement. Draco would have probably been killed if Voldemort was still around. Maybe he had changed for the better.
After five minutes of searching, she finally found Luna Lovegood and Romilda Vane sitting in one of the compartments. Ginny blushed as she looked around at the compartment, her mind going back to that memorable time with the Daydream Charm on her birthday. She was lost in the thought of it, she hadn't even realized Luna had opened the door.
"Are you okay?" Luna asked her.
"Wrackspurts," Ginny said, sitting next to her, "Definitely Wrackspurts."
"Ah, I thought so," Luna said, grinning.
Across the compartment, Romilda was looking out the window, looking rather distraught.
"Are you okay, Romilda?" Ginny asked.
"She's been quiet since I arrived," Luna said.
"It's Dean," Romilda said, frowning, "I'm not sure if our relationship is going to survive long-distance like this."
"Oh, I'm sure you'll be okay," Ginny said, "There's always owl post and Hogsmeade weekends. It is what I have to do with Harry."
"Yeah, sure," Romilda said, nodding.
"Are you going to try out for the Quidditch team again?" Ginny asked.
"Are you serious?" Romilda asked, "I was horrible as Seeker."
"Oh, you're all right," Ginny said, "Just a bit of practice is needed, is all, right?"
"Yeah," Romilda said, "I guess I'll try out. But if someone else tries out as Seeker, and they are better, pick them. I'm serious."
"Deal," Ginny said, smiling.
"So how was the prefect meeting?" Luna asked.
"Interesting," Ginny said, "Draco Malfoy's back and joining us in Seventh Year. He's the new Head Boy."
"You're serious?" Romilda asked, "Malfoy? He disarmed Dumbledore that night on the Astronomy Tower. Everyone knows that."
"I think he was coerced," Ginny said, shrugging, "By Voldemort."
"Coerced?" Luna asked.
"Wrackspurts," Ginny translated.
"Oh," Luna said, "That does make sense."
"Must have been interesting with him there," Romilda said.
"He was okay," Ginny allowed, "Actually took part in everything. Not everyone was disappointed to see him there either."
"What do you mean?" Romilda asked.
"You know Astoria Greengrass?" Ginny replied, "She's in your year."
"Yes," Romilda said, "She's very odd. And not in the way you are, Luna. You're much more interesting than she is. She's... bland and boring. She's very shy. She's the prefect? You're serious?"
"Yep," Ginny said, "And I think she fancies Draco."
Romilda snickered. "Are you serious?"
"That's kind of cute," Luna said, "Draco needs someone to calm him down. Astoria Greengrass would do that."
"Did he seem interested in her?" Romilda asked.
"He was oblivious, like all boys," Ginny said.
"Astoria's very lucky then," Romilda said, "Oblivious boys are easy to snatch."
"You got that right," Ginny said, nodding, thinking of Harry, "Harry was quite oblivious for a while. Years, in fact."
Romilda nodded and looked back out the window. Her thoughts were probably on Dean. This made Ginny think of Harry. Of how it hadn't even been an hour since she had last seen him. Had kissed those lips, and she could almost feel them on her own...
Almost. She frowned. Halloween couldn't come soon enough.
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(Harry's PoV)
"One more, Matty!" Hermione said, "Can you take one more step?"
Harry grinned as he watched Matthew giggle and step forward, closer to Hermione's legs, with a little assistance from Hermione. Ron was still at St. Mungo's, though Hermione had expected he would be home soon.
"Very good!" Hermione said, lifting him up into her arms.
"Before too long, you'll be chasing him around the house," Harry said.
"Maybe not for a couple more months," Hermione said, "But perhaps you can actually walk by yourself by the time your first birthday comes around, huh, Matty?"
"Hopefully I'll be walking by myself then too," Ron's voice grumbled.
Harry looked over his shoulder. Ron was hopping into the room with the aide of his crutches.
"Won!" Matthew squeaked.
"Hey, big guy," Ron said, "Hey, Harry."
"Hey, mate," Harry said.
"Oh, no," Hermione said, "Bad results?"
"Still black specks in my urine," Ron said, and groaned as he sat down on the couch.
Harry moved over to the recliner.
"Just specks," Hermione said, "That's better."
"Yeah," Ron sad, "The Healer said it could take two to four more weeks. I swear when I get back to work tomorrow, I'm going to obliterate all the those bloody powder rocks."
"Language, Ron," Hermione said in a scolding tone.
"Impressionable baby," Ron said, "Right. Come here, Matthew, want to see your 'Won'?"
"Won!" Matthew said again.
Hermione grinned and sat down with Ron. Ron gently pulled Matthew into his lap, and Matthew laid against his chest. Ron kissed Hermione softly and Harry tried his best not to roll his eyes. He was definitely going to have to get used to that again.
"I'm sorry, love," Ron said, clearly ignoring Harry, "I'm just a bit bothered, is all. Potions can mend bones in a night. It might take me two months to get to that night. I just want to be able to walk on my own by your birthday. Even if I have to temporarily use a walking stick or something. How's Ginny, Harry?"
"She was okay," Harry said, "Practically dragged me onto the Hogwarts Express with her. "Probably wanting to recreate her birthday or something."
"You never told me what you did with her," Ron said.
"You don't want to know, mate," Harry said.
Harry looked at Hermione and she blushed. He knew she was thinking about her birthday present to Ginny.
"Oh," Ron said, "I see."
"Just that night, mate," Harry said, "Nothing like that since."
"No different than what you and I do, Ron," Hermione said.
"Ugh," Harry said, "Please – keep that talk in your own room. Impressionable baby, remember?"
"Impressionable best mate, more like," Hermione said, grinning.
"You win," Harry said.
"So when is your next weekend to spend with Teddy?" Hermione asked, "He is very welcome to come over. The crib in Ginny's room could be in either your room or the nursery."
"Next weekend," Harry said, "Going over to Andromeda's on Friday afternoon."
"What do you think, Matty?" Ron asked, "Do you want to see Teddy again?"
Matthew nodded and giggled.
"Can you say Teddy?" Hermione asked.
Matthew shook his head.
"Well, at least he knows 'yes' and 'no'," Harry said, "Even if he can't say them."
"Ugh," Hermione said, "I'm sure 'no' will be his favorite word soon. Mum said it was one of my favorites, and Matty is so much like me."
"Like sister, like brother," Ron said.
Hermione smiled and nodded.
"So... Ginny wants me to get a new owl," Harry said.
Hermione frowned as she looked back at Harry. "Will you get one?"
"I told her I was thinking about it," Harry said, "It has been over a year since Hedwig died. Long enough, I guess."
"Pigwidgeon is here," Ron said, "If you ever want to write to Ginny, you are welcome to use him."
"I know," Harry said, "But I think it would cheer Ginny up to know I am using a new owl."
"If you want my help," Ron said, "Come by after work tomorrow. We can go to Eeylop's together."
"Matthew and I are going too," Hermione said, "Mr. Ollivander set up his shop again last month in time for new students, and I want to get a new wand. I want to be done with Bellatrix's wand."
"All right," Harry said, "I'll go tomorrow then."
"Well, I'm going to make some lunch," Hermione said, standing up, "Any suggestions, Harry?"
"Anything but what Matty eats," Harry said.
Matthew giggled at the sound of his name.
"Coming up," Hermione said.
"Want Matty?" Ron asked.
"Hmm," Hermione said, "What do you think, Matty? Are you hungry?"
Matthew nodded.
"Guess that is a yes," Hermione said..
She gently picked him up into her arms and walked into the kitchen.
"So how are you, mate?" Ron asked, "With Ginny at Hogwarts, I mean?"
"Why do you think I accepted the invitation to come and spend time with my best mates?" Harry asked.
"Aw, you're lonely," Ron said, "How sweet."
"Not everyone has the luxury of spending every day with their girlfriend – er – fiancee, in your case," Harry said.
Ron nodded.
"Have you and Hermione talked anymore about that?" Harry asked, "Your wedding?"
"We told you," Ron said, "We're waiting to even begin talking about it until after we get out of Hogwarts."
"I know, mate," Harry said, "But by then you could be in an Auror training camp."
"It wouldn't be any different than what we're doing now," Ron said. "We're living together, raising Matthew, our – er – you know intimate life isn't on hold because we're not married. Only thing that is different is she's not a Weasley yet. We're fine with it for now, mate. Even if training camp takes a few months, and Hermione and I don't get married until after I get out of training, I'm fine with that... and I'm sure she is too."
Harry nodded.
"What about you?" Ron asked.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked.
"Have you and Ginny talked about that route?" Ron asked, "I'm just curious as her brother – she's just seventeen now so -"
"She has no desire to become engaged until she's out of Hogwarts," Harry said.
"Well," Ron said, "Either way, I'm happy for you and her. No matter how many times I've said different."
"Thanks, mate," Harry said.
Harry's eyes traveled around the room. On the mantle of the fireplace, a moving picture of the entire Weasley family, including Fred and Charlie, taken at Bill's wedding, was sitting in a frame. Harry could see Ginny waving and he smiled. He did miss her already... even if it had only been an hour. This was definitely going to be a tough eight weeks for him – and he knew it would be for her too.
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(Ginny's PoV – Seven hours later)
Ginny walked through the large oak doors of the Great Hall with Luna and Romilda. She smiled as she looked around. There was no sign that the Great Hall had even been the sign of battle, or the grim aftermath where the injured and dead lay. Though Ginny could still remember standing near Fred's body.
"What in the dickens?" Romilda said, breaking Ginny from her reverie.
"Hmm?" Ginny asked, as she sat down beside Romilda at the Gryffindor table.
"Did you see who is up at the Professors table?" Romilda asked.
Ginny shook her head and looked toward the table. It didn't take long to see a man in a black cloak sitting there. His blonde hair, the same color as his son's, though much longer as it went past his shoulders. Lucius Malfoy's eyes found her and she immediately turned away back to Romilda.
"Don't tell me he is one of the new Professors?" Romilda asked.
"He can't be," Ginny said, "No one in their right mind – he may not be a Death Eater now, but a former Death Eater?"
"Wasn't he a school Senator once?" Romilda asked. "Maybe he's here for that reason. Like Fudge was."
"I certainly hope not," Ginny said."Fudge was the Deputy Headmaster."
Ginny frowned and looked toward the Slytherin table at Draco. When he saw her looking at him, a smirk crossed his face.
"I think I know why Draco is here," Ginny said, "And why he is Head Boy."
"His father?" Romilda asked.
"Before Ginny could respond, however, led by Rubeus Hagrid, twenty-or-so first years had made their way to the other end of the Great Hall, Professor McGonagall had walked around to the front of the Professors' table. The ancient Sorting Hat, looking a bit burned from the damage Voldemort had done to it, but still looking as good as ever, was sitting on a small stool.
"Before we begin the sorting, I have some bad news," Professor McGonagall said, "Due to the damage it had sustained in the great Battle of Hogwarts, the Sorting Hat is unable to give its annual Pre-Sorting song."
Many sad remarks and "awws" erupted from the students around the hall.
"The Sorting Hat has asked me to apologize to you on its behalf," McGonagall said, "But it is able to continue with its sorting. So, let's begin."
It took almost half an hour to sort the new students into their respective houses, though Ginny noticed there were at least eight new Gryffindors and only two new Slytherins.
"Thank you, Sorting Hat," McGonagall said, as Argus Filch moved it off to the side, "To those of students who have just joined us, welcome, to those returning students, welcome back. I am extremely pleased to see so many students, especially after the great loss this castle was put through only months ago. We lost a few students -"
Near Ginny, Tessa sniffled and her new fellow sixth-year prefect comforted her.
" – but the threat of Voldemort is over," McGonagall said. "Now to a few announcements. We have two new staff members and a staff-member update. First of all, I would like to introduce one of the new appointments to the staff this year: Professor Redcorn. He will be the new Muggle Studies Professor."
McGonagall looked to her left. Down near the end of the table, a man in his mid-forties stood up and bowed slightly. He had short reddish-brown hair and was of average height. The students around the Hall applauded the new Professor, who sat back down in his chair.
"Second," McGonagall said, "And this may come as a shock to many of you. After a bit of discussion between the Wizengamot, the Hogwarts Senators, Minister Shacklebolt and myself, we had come to a decision about the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor. I'd like to introduce Lucius Malfoy, who was agreed to take the position."
Ginny groaned and many students raised loud objections. Lucius Malfoy did not stand. He only glared at the reaction from the students. Professor McGonagall raised her hands to silence the students.
"Yes, it is true," McGonagall continued, "He was a former Death Eater -"
"Once a Death Eater, always a Death Eater," Michael Corner said.
"Thank you, Mr. Corner," McGonagall said, "However, after much deliberation and much discussion, Professor Malfoy has said he has renounced his ways as a Death Eater and his life in the Dark Arts – and –"
She raised a hand to quell the students.
"And has asked to become to the Defense Professor," she continued, "So as to prove this. I'm sure he will allow you to ask him questions during your first lesson with him. And I'm sure he will gladly answer them."
She briefly looked at Lucius and he bowed his head slightly.
"Thank you, Professor," McGonagall said, "Third, and this could not come any sooner, I would like to announce that our Care of Magical Creatures Professor, Rubeus Hagrid, while he will also remain the Professor, he is now the Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts."
Ginny's cheers and applause were the loudest as they rang out across the hall. Hagrid stood up and bowed slightly, and Ginny grinned as she saw large tears in his eyes.
"First I want to make the usual reminder," McGonagall continued, "The Forbidden Forest is strictly off-limits to everyone. The forest is a very dangerous place, more-so as of late. The battle that had taken place here has done considerable damage to the Forest. That just doesn't mean the trees and plant-life in the forest. Hagrid has told me that the magical creatures are in a particularly foul mood right now. So I do not want to hear anything about any of you going into the forest.
"Next, as you all know, the castle had also taken some considerable damage in the battle. Over the summer, we had done some repair to the castle, but more has to be done. I want all of you to be extra careful when walking around the corridors. Also, Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you that magic is not to be used in the halls, and a number of magical items are illegal to use in the halls as well. For the complete list, see your notice boards in your common room.
"To those students who are old enough, the occasional Hogsmeade weekend privileges are still given. Aurors are stationed in Hogsmeade throughout both terms of this school year to make sure the village is safe and Dark forces cannot come in. Lastly, I'm sure you all miss the Hogwarts Quidditch league owing to the fact we could not complete it last year. It is back on, and I know everyone is itching to get the Quidditch Cup back in their House. Watch the noticeboards for try-out dates. But now, I'm sure all of you are hungry, so without further ado... let the feast... begin.
As soon as she said this, the tables were covered with plates, bowls and other various dishes of all the sorts of food the Hogwarts Kitchens had to offer.
"Renounced his ways as a Death Eater," Romilda said, her eyes on Lucius, "What rubbish."
"I'm definitely going to be writing Harry about this one," Ginny said, "I'll like to see what he thinks about it."
"Maybe he can get some inside information," Romilda said, "Isn't he friends with the Minister?"
"Kind of, yes," Ginny said.
Dinner was the usual affair of talk and celebration, and Ginny expected much discussion was about Lucius. Up at the table, Lucius kept to himself, but his eyes traveled around to students, and more than once, Ginny found his gaze on her.
After dinner as she walked out of the Great Hall, she found Draco Malfoy standing by the steps that lead up to the Grand Staircase.
"What do you want?" Ginny asked him.
"Just wanting to know if your question has been answered yet," Draco said.
"I guess so," Ginny said, "Care to explain in some detail."
"As the Headmistress stated," Draco said, "My father, and my mother, was sent in front of the Wizengamot. They were there to try to find a way to stay out of Azkaban. My mother, at the moment, is currently working with Dumbledore's brother in the Hog's Head, as his assistant."
"Bet she hates that," Ginny said, with a smirk.
"She doesn't like it," Draco said, "And my father asked to prove himself. He wanted to prove that he wasn't associated with the Dark Arts anymore. He may have the Dark Mark on his arm, just like myself, but neither of us are Death Eaters. I never have been and he renounced his ways."
"He said he renounced his ways a few years ago," Ginny said, "Only to come back when Voldemort returned."
"Voldemort isn't going to return, Weasley," Draco said, "Even so, my father wants to change. And he wants to prove it by being the Professor that teaches how to fight the Dark Arts. He also made two other requests."
"What were those?" Ginny asked.
"He wanted me to be welcomed back into Hogwarts," Draco said, "And he wanted me to be able to prove myself. He wanted me to be the Head Boy so my fellow students and our Professors could see that I, too, am a changed man."
"We'll see about that," Ginny said, "You have to earn it, Draco. There are far better students who could be in your position."
"Like Michael Corner?" Draco asked, "Your former boyfriend? The boy who chose to question the decision of McGonagall, the Wizengamot and the Minister himself?"
"You sound like Umbridge," Ginny said.
"I am far better than that toad," Draco said. "I assume you are going to write to Potter about all of this."
"Yes," Ginny said, "Would you like me to send him a message?"
"One message," Draco said, "Tell him 'thanks' for saving my life three times."
"Three times?" Ginny asked.
"Twice when he saved me during the battle," Draco said, "The Room of Requirement, and I know it was him under his cloak when he took out a Death Eater who was fighting me. And a third when he defeated Voldemort. I would be dead if it wasn't for him. So tell him that for me."
"Really?" Ginny asked, "You want him Harry to know you thank him?"
"I'm a changed man, Weasley," Draco said, "I'll prove that to you sooner or later."
Draco looked past Ginny and nodded. He walked past her and she turned. Draco walked over to Astoria Greengrass and a group of Slytherins and led them down into the dungeon.
"Draco?" a voice said, "Have you forgotten where the Common Room is already?"
Ginny turned and saw Astoria standing there. Draco raised his eyebrows and looked back at Ginny, who raised her own.
"I might have," Draco said, with a smirk, "Care to refresh my memory?"
Ginny grinned as Draco walked off with Astoria toward the dungeons.
"Miss Weasley?" a voice said near the doors of the Great Hall.
Ginny saw Professor McGonagall walking toward her.
"I assume you know you about the Head Girl bedroom by now," she said.
"Yes, Headmistress," Ginny said.
"Wonderful," McGonagall said, "Allows me to skip the explanation. Follow me and I will help you get into the room."
"I was just talking to the Head Boy," Ginny said, as she followed McGonagall up the Grand Staircase.
"Ah, yes," McGonagall said, "Draco Malfoy."
"Seems like there has been strings pulled during the summer," Ginny said.
"Quite a few," McGonagall said, "Lucius Malfoy is trying to well, I believe his exact words were 'trying to get his name back after Voldemort took it from him'."
"More like he is trying to stay out of Azkaban," Ginny said.
"An immense truth in that, Miss Weasley," McGonagall said.
"What do you think about all of that, Headmistress?" Ginny asked.
"Only time will tell if Lucius Malfoy has changed his ways," McGonagall said, "I will be keeping both eyes on him. Who knows? He may surprise us all."
Ginny nodded. However much she doubted this, she had to agree with the Headmistress. Only time would tell if Draco and Lucius Malfoy were really changed men. As soon as she was settled into the room, she started on a letter to Harry, and made sure he knew all about these new developments at Hogwarts.
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Ginny's letter to Harry will be seen at the start of the next chapter.
Hope you understood why Draco and Lucius are at Hogwarts. I wanted an interesting twist in the Hogwarts storyline and I thought it would work.
Also, as you can see, I have made many hints at Draco and Astoria's future relationship. I am a Draco/Astoria shipper. I like writing about the two of them. I may even focus a couple PoVs on the two of them and their slowly-budding relationship.
Hope you liked this chapter!