A/N: Teehee. Hope you enjoy! I haven't had this much fun writing in ages.

THC – Round 6

House: Gryffindor

Class: Astronomy

Category: Drabble

Prompt: [Character] Draco Malfoy

WC: 967

Beta(s): Copper's Mama

~~ The Favourite ~~

DRACO MALFOY: WHO IS HE NOW?

They say Draco Malfoy has changed.

And in more than one way, it is quite true. Compared to his sixteen-year-old self, Draco Malfoy is practically a new person. It's unlikely you would even recognise him, nowadays. It is quite true indeed, that Draco Malfoy has more than changed.

It is quite well known how he has renovated all of the central parts of his manor house. Of course, no one can forget how willingly he repaid his war debts, and then proceeded to give even more to the numerous charity funds that popped up over the years, be it for the homeless, the orphans, or the ill.

If you listen to the rumours, he has also—apparently—given money to S.P.E.W. But it's just something people whisper to each other to elicit surprised looks. All donations remain anonymous (though your author is doing her best to find out more about this).

And, of course, everyone remembers the six-page spread in the Daily Prophet all about the most famous wedding of the century probably. Only those who have been living under rocks for the past couple of years haven't heard about it (and you'd be surprised how many members of the Wizarding Community this actually concerns).

For an article that was supposed to be all about the newly-weds, there was quite a considerable number of words (and pictures) dedicated to Draco Malfoy, making a speech to the lovely bride and groom. After all, who could forget the kind words he said about his new daughter-in-law, Rose Granger-Weasley—or should she be called Rose Malfoy-Granger-Weasley (no one ever thought a person could have those three family names!).

Some say they even saw Draco Malfoy and Ron Weasley shake hands.

The latest hearsay is that Draco Malfoy has been spotted using a brand new WizPhoneTM 9, the latest model of the wizard friendly smartphones (unsponsored), as is shown on the pictures beneath. Could he be thinking about investing money in this growing company?

Indeed, Draco Malfoy has changed.

Rita Skeeter

Draco smiled as he read the last sentence of the sentence of the article entirely dedicated to him. Honestly, the trash they could write about him (he said 'they', but he knew it was Rita Skeeter, of course). At least, it was far better that they write this about him, rather than speculate whether or not he was bringing Voldemort back to life.

"What are you smiling about?" he suddenly heard someone say.

Draco looked up from the newspaper, his glasses perched on the end of his nose. His son, Scorpius, was looking at him with a bemused look on his face.

"Oh, nothing. Just some article," he said. "Rita Skeeter is at it again."

"Dad." Scorpius sighed. "You know you shouldn't read her articles!"

"It was quite amusing."

Scorpius simply looked at him as though he was slightly crazy, and quickly took his coat off. In days gone by, an elf would've been there to help him with it, and Scorpius wouldn't have had to deal with it. However, it was Sunday, the paid elves' day off, and Draco didn't ask them to act as butlers anymore.

"Where's Cassie?" his son suddenly asked.

"Upstairs, having a nap. She had quite an adventure today," Draco said, with a smile.

"Adventure?"

"Let's just say that I need to baby-proof the pond," he told him, purposely elusive.

"Cassie fell in the pond?"

Draco tried not to laugh at his son's positively horrified expression. "Don't be ridiculous. It's just that the ducks gave her a bit of a scare."

Scorpius huffed, and Draco was pretty sure he heard him say something about how impossible and irresponsible his father was, as he made his way out of the room, and up stairs, probably to fetch his sleeping daughter—though the girl probably wasn't sleeping anymore.

When his granddaughter had been born, Draco had had Scorpius' old nursery completely refurbished, so that he could have her come over as often as possible. It turned out that having a grandchild was the best thing ever, and if he could have, he would've kept the darling little Cassiopeia all the time.

Soon after, Scorpius came back in, an already-over excited Cassie in his arms, wriggling all over the place.

"Gra'pa, gra'pa!" she exclaimed when she saw him and threw herself in his arms.

"Hello again, Cassie," he said kindly as she hugged him. The girl had the most unfortunate red hair, but he had hope that one day, it would darken out to auburn.

"Oh, Scorpius," Draco said, suddenly remembering. "Would you mind having a look at the wifi, something's wrong with it."

Scorpius rolled his eyes. "You know, you could just call someone instead of having me look at it all the time. Besides, why do you even need internet?"

"Purposes."

Thankfully, Scorpius complied and Draco continued to play with his adored granddaughter. However, it was soon time for them to leave, as Cassie needed to go home and take a bath. No matter how much Draco pleaded to keep her for another day, he knew she needed to go home.

However, once they left, he quickly drew out his phone to check if his message had been sent.

Indeed, the wifi was back, and he could clearly see his message had been sent. Draco smirked as he saw the person had seen it.

To: The Weasel.

[Video attachment]

"Cassie, who's your favourite grandpa?" Draco says, the camera focusing on the face of the red-headed girl.

"Gra'pa Draco! Gra'pa Draco!" the girl exclaims, breaking into a grin.

Draco is heard to chuckle a little. The camera turns, and now facing him. "What do you think of that, Weasley?" He smirks.

Yes, Draco Malfoy has changed. But sometimes, old habits die hard.