Seraphina's POV

Dear Dray,

I threw the parchment in the dustbin.

Mr. Draco L. Malfoy,

I ripped the paper into pieces.

Draco,

Now, it sounded right. So, I started writing the letter.

Draco,

Don't take this letter as apology note because I'll never apologize to you. You should be the one saying "sorry".Anyways, let's get to the real business.

I think you know, Scorpi is going to start Hogwarts this September. He has already got the acceptance letter. It would be helpful if you come at the Platform. I will not let my son get teased because of not having a father, even though he has one. He has already tolerated a lot for his age.

Seraphina Winters-Malfoy.

P.S: You can bring that girlfriend of yours but, keep her away from my child.

That's it! Neither too long nor too short and language is as clear as crystal.

"Brunella, girl come. Come." I summoned my little chocolate brown Athene Noctua and gave her the letter. "Give this to Draco, okay?"

She flew into the blues from the big airy window. I was looking at the blue patches in the sky and the new leaves forming on the twigs. It's autumn. Time for change.

I looked at my hands.

Things had already changed. A bit too much. Draco had changed. Scorpius was also growing up too fast. Wasn't it just a little time ago, I cradled Scorpi in my arms?

I chuckled to myself as a single tear rolled down my right cheek.

I made the table for dinner as Scorpi descended from the stairs. The chair screeched as he sat on it.

"What's the menu tonight, Mum?"

"Today, I've made someone's favourite dish. Mashed potatoes and roasted beef!"

Scorpi's silver eyes glinted with happiness as he smiled broadly at me, that automatically brought a smile to my lips.

I sat on my chair and beckoned Scorpius to start serving himself. It came to me that he was going to be as charming as his father when I saw him eating his favourite dish with lithe grace. I was never graceful, never followed table manners specifically. Maybe... that's why he left me?

I was distracted from my thoughts by Scorpi's sudden question. "What's the meaning of saudade?"

"Where have you heard it, dear?"

"Well, I found it in one of the books in our library."

I nodded. "Well, it means nostalgia. The love that remains, for something or someone distant. I don't think you'll make out the feeling. You're too young."

Scorpius, like a good boy, understood and continued eating.

After finishing the dinner, I levitated the utensils to the kitchen and started scorgified them.

"How do you do it, Mum?" Even after all this years, Scorpi stares in awe at my magic. To be honest, I enjoy the fact.

"You'll find it soon enough."

"How is Hogwarts, Mum?"

"Mmm... Magical."

"That, the whole Wizarding World is!"

"You won't understand the thing till you get there."

And that's how the conversation went on. About magic and Hogwarts.

Time flew. I went to Scorpi's room to tuck him in. After kissing him goodnight, I turned off the lights. I started to head towards the door, when I felt Scorpi tucking at my pajama shirt. I turned to him. He never does this.

"What happened, darling? Feeling unwell?" I asked, in worry.

He shook his head. "No Mum. It's just... Is nostalgia the feeling I get when I miss Dad?"

I was taken aback by his question yet I answered. "Perhaps... Now...Now, go back to sleep, dear. Don't you want go to Diagon Alley, tomorrow?"

He nodded silently.

"Don't worry. Everything will be fine." I whispered to him and kissed him on the forehead again.

I walked out and before I could fully close the door, a question came to my mind.

Were the words meant for him or myself?