*As usual I am owning only Layla and Erik
Draco stood on the platform and waved as his daughters excited face disappeared from view. Erik had long vanished as he ran off with his friends, Drew Cameron and Brad Adair. They were good kids and had a good influence on Erik. All Draco could do now was wait and see who Layla's friends would be.
As he turned away from the station he heard a familiar voice behind him.
"Alright Draco! Erik's grown up a bit since I last saw him, have you?" Draco whipped around to see his oldest enemy standing before him.
"Yes Harry, I have grown up," he replied quietly. "How's your daughter?"
"Which one? Lili is in 4th year and doing extremely well and Hannah has just gotten on the train for the first time but I expect her to do just as well," Harry told him smugly.
"Congratulations. I always knew you'd do well." Draco tried to sidestep Harry and quietly leave but the great Harry Potter had other ideas.
"Hey Draco! Let's put the past behind us. I'll buy you a drink," he offered. Draco debated telling Harry where to go but when he realised that he would otherwise mope around the house, he quickly agreed.
Three hours later Harry and Draco were still in the Leaky Caldron having discussed almost everything when the conversation turned to Hogwarts.
"Ron and Hermione are teaching there now," Harry said. Draco sat up suddenly and almost spat out his butterbeer.
"What as?" he gasped.
"Well, Hermione is teaching transfiguration now that McGonagall is the head teacher, and Ron is the Care of Magical Creatures teacher ever since Hagrid retired. Actually I think Hermione taught Erik last year. She said he was quite a good little wizard. What house is he in?" Harry asked him, quite oblivious to Draco's obvious discomfort.
"Uh - he's in Ravenclaw," he stammered.
"Bit of a disappointment there - eh Draco!" Harry could resist getting a dig at Draco's old life. Draco narrowed his eyes and frowned.
"I've changed Harry. I've been through...things. I'm not like that anymore." His voice dropped an octave as he defended his name.
"Oh...right...well... Did you know they're still looking for a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher? The longest serving teacher since we were there is Professor Purplecoat and he only lasted two years."
"Really? That's very interesting. Well, I must get going. Bye." Draco raced out of the pub before Harry even had time to say goodbye. He hadn't liked Harry's insult at all. If Harry had said anything else, he would have had a sharp reply to throw back. But Potter had brought up the past - and Draco's past character. Draco despised his past self and the prejudiced and cruel creature that he used to be. He didn't even know what had happened to his old friends. Crabbe and Goyle had become Deatheaters before the war but he didn't know or care whether they had been killed or not. As expected Marcus Flint had become a Deatheater and was very close to Seltavigo before, during and after the war. In the months after the war large numbers of the Dark Army had been caught and were living out the rest of their lives in Azkaban. Marcus Flint had been among the last ones caught and was the only one to give himself up. But it hadn't saved him and he too, would spend the rest of his days in Azkaban. Seltavigo was Salazar Slytherin's heir! Before Slytherin died, he had left orders naming Seltavigo's great, great, great grandfather as his successor. Seltavigo's ancestor had pledged the support of his entire family throughout the centuries and sure enough - the family had produced a worthy heir for Slytherin.
Draco stood on the platform and waved as his daughters excited face disappeared from view. Erik had long vanished as he ran off with his friends, Drew Cameron and Brad Adair. They were good kids and had a good influence on Erik. All Draco could do now was wait and see who Layla's friends would be.
As he turned away from the station he heard a familiar voice behind him.
"Alright Draco! Erik's grown up a bit since I last saw him, have you?" Draco whipped around to see his oldest enemy standing before him.
"Yes Harry, I have grown up," he replied quietly. "How's your daughter?"
"Which one? Lili is in 4th year and doing extremely well and Hannah has just gotten on the train for the first time but I expect her to do just as well," Harry told him smugly.
"Congratulations. I always knew you'd do well." Draco tried to sidestep Harry and quietly leave but the great Harry Potter had other ideas.
"Hey Draco! Let's put the past behind us. I'll buy you a drink," he offered. Draco debated telling Harry where to go but when he realised that he would otherwise mope around the house, he quickly agreed.
Three hours later Harry and Draco were still in the Leaky Caldron having discussed almost everything when the conversation turned to Hogwarts.
"Ron and Hermione are teaching there now," Harry said. Draco sat up suddenly and almost spat out his butterbeer.
"What as?" he gasped.
"Well, Hermione is teaching transfiguration now that McGonagall is the head teacher, and Ron is the Care of Magical Creatures teacher ever since Hagrid retired. Actually I think Hermione taught Erik last year. She said he was quite a good little wizard. What house is he in?" Harry asked him, quite oblivious to Draco's obvious discomfort.
"Uh - he's in Ravenclaw," he stammered.
"Bit of a disappointment there - eh Draco!" Harry could resist getting a dig at Draco's old life. Draco narrowed his eyes and frowned.
"I've changed Harry. I've been through...things. I'm not like that anymore." His voice dropped an octave as he defended his name.
"Oh...right...well... Did you know they're still looking for a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher? The longest serving teacher since we were there is Professor Purplecoat and he only lasted two years."
"Really? That's very interesting. Well, I must get going. Bye." Draco raced out of the pub before Harry even had time to say goodbye. He hadn't liked Harry's insult at all. If Harry had said anything else, he would have had a sharp reply to throw back. But Potter had brought up the past - and Draco's past character. Draco despised his past self and the prejudiced and cruel creature that he used to be. He didn't even know what had happened to his old friends. Crabbe and Goyle had become Deatheaters before the war but he didn't know or care whether they had been killed or not. As expected Marcus Flint had become a Deatheater and was very close to Seltavigo before, during and after the war. In the months after the war large numbers of the Dark Army had been caught and were living out the rest of their lives in Azkaban. Marcus Flint had been among the last ones caught and was the only one to give himself up. But it hadn't saved him and he too, would spend the rest of his days in Azkaban. Seltavigo was Salazar Slytherin's heir! Before Slytherin died, he had left orders naming Seltavigo's great, great, great grandfather as his successor. Seltavigo's ancestor had pledged the support of his entire family throughout the centuries and sure enough - the family had produced a worthy heir for Slytherin.