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Chance Encounter
Draco was scared; as much as he didn't want to admit it he was frightened out of his wits.
He knew his father was a bad person but the war had ended and he had changed. He had
become the father he knew as a child and he was happy for the first time in 6 years. His burden
of serving the Dark Lord had been shed as soon as Potter murdered Voldemort
that night. But some people didn't want to believe that and that was how he was here in the
first place, tied to a wall in a dark chamber with nothing but a throbbing head. A crash signaled
the opening of a door and he watched as Lucius Malfoy was dragged into the room fear and
horror evident on his face. A moment later he realized why. Alastor Moody came in with a whip,
his face contorted into a sinister smile and it all clicked.