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As Baby sat licking the most expensive ice cream in the shop, Draco's thoughts fell back to his time at school. He usually tried not to think about it but this time he tried to think back further and further until he found the memory he was looking for.

Flashback

"You'll soon learn that some wizarding families are better than other's, Potter, I can help you there "

"I think i can tell the wrong sort for myself thanks."

End Flashack

Well you were right there Potter. God i was so full of shit in those days. Draco thought to himself. I didn't know what was really important. I do now, glancing over at Baby he smiled. Getting up off his chair he walked over to where she sat on the table swinging her legs.

" Alright darling?" His daughter nodded and he glanced at his watch." We better be getting off soon if we wanna get there if we want to settle in and then be there for dinner. You ready?" Baby finished her ice cream and smiled.

"Yup."

Taking her hand he walked to the leaky cauldron and stood in front of the fireplace.

" Ok, you remember how to do this don't you, Darling?" Draco asked still cautious about her daughter getting out at the right exit even though she had travelled this way since she was knee-high to a grass hopper. Baby sighed impatiently at her father and tapped her foot. Draco had a quick flash to when Skylar used to do the exact same thing when she thought he was being over-protective.

" Ok, ok." he relented " We're going to Hogwarts, ok right say it with me."

" Hogwarts." they chorused together.

" OK good girl now go on you go first take some powder, Hogwarts ok, off you go."

The five year old took some of the sparkling dust and said in a clear voice " Hogwarts." Draco smiled as he saw her blonde hair flying around her zooming up the fire-place and out of sight. He would have to redo those plaits when he got out they were forever coming undone.

" Ok." He muttered to himself. "Here goes nothing. Hogwarts."

When Draco's feet hit the floor he immediately looked round for his daughter. He sighed a sigh of relief when he saw her just a little way off.

" Well done, Baby, you got here." he praised his daughter and bent down to kiss her on the cheek." Right now." He said glancing around." Dumbledore's office."

He was immediately hit with a wave of nostalgia and remembered all the times he had been in here before, getting told off by the old codger, receiving detentions, getting suspended for setting Potter's invisibility cloak on fire. The most prominent memory however was the one of him sitting in the chair in front of Dumbledore's desk with his head in his hands, telling him everything he knew about the where-abouts of Voldemort, confessing he was a death-eater and asking for forgiveness and protection. And Dumbledore came through for him when he needed him most. He kept him safe from the killing's of un-loyal death-eaters and safe from his father but he couldn't keep him safe from everything. The night Voldemort was destroyed, Draco was there, he still heard his screams, cursing everyone of them there. Wonder boy was supposed to be the one to kill Voldemort that was true but they couldn't risk him being there during the fighting. Draco was there, he killed too many death-eaters to count, made more insane then he dare mention and sent so many to Azkaban that the prison collapsed only 3 years later. Prisoners were loose, killing's started again but without Voldemort there to keep everything in order it fell apart. Murderers were recaptured their magic drained out of them by a new curse, exiled from the wizarding community, no longer a threat to them. Sod the muggle's. It was one of them that killed Skylar. Draco knew who it was he had known him at school, his name was Roger Davies. A ravenclaw, head-fucking-boy and he held a handgun to Draco's wife's head and pulled the trigger without a second thought. They called it the aftermath. Said it was to be expected, but nothing could have prepared Draco for the sudden loss of his Sky. She was perfect, corn coloured hair cascading down her back, deep blue eyes, a laugh the world could hear. And Draco fell for her, hard. Truly, Madly, Deeply. She taught him how to laugh and be at peace with his past, not to ignore it but accept it. Accept his father was murdering scum who managed to duck out of any kind of punishment. Draco was still bad mouthing his father in his head when the sound of a door opening brought him out of his dream world. He was still crouched on the carpet next to Baby and his daughter was looking at him sadly as if she knew he was thinking of her dead mother.

" Well Hello, Mr Malfoy, I was wondering when you would get here."

Draco spun around to face the door and saw Dumbledore framed in the doorway smiling down at him. Standing up to his full height which was an impressive 6 foot, taller, Draco noted than Potter.

" Professor Dumbledore" Draco nodded to the elder man.

" No, no we'll have none of that, it's Albus."

" Well in that case, Draco."

The old headmaster smiled." Of course, now you must be Baby." he said addressing the little girl wrapped round her father's leg. Baby smiled widely and bounded forward to meet the friendly man.

"Allo." she greeted him and wrapped her arms around Dumbledore's legs. The old man laughed wheezily, he bent down and with surprising strength for a man of his age picked up Draco's daughter. He held her out in front of him as if inspecting her and Baby giggled at the attention. After a number of seconds, Dumbledore placed the little girl back down on the floor and with his wand managed to transfigure a scrap of paper in his pocket into a cookie for the darling girl.

" I'll have to remember that one." Draco commented and walked over to the chair in front of Dumbledore's desk. With one arm he picked up Baby and plonked her down in his lap as the older man made his way to his own red leather chair.

" Now." Dumbledore started " I have called you here today, to offer you a job."

Draco had figured as much and just nodded politely. While the active 5 year old in his lap ate her cookie spilling crumbs everywhere and examined a small silver ball on the desk in front of her. She squealed with delight as the ball made a slight dinging sound when she turned it over.

"As you are probably aware from your school days here, there are many who believe the defence against the dark arts position is cursed. If that 'curse' was supposed to end when the reign of Voldemort ended there has been a mistake. In fact Hogwarts has not been able to hold down a defence against the dark arts teacher longer than a year since Professor Quirrel in your first year." Dumbledore shook his head as if thinking of something very grave. However when he glanced up again he had the sparkle back in his eyes. " Do you think you can break this particular curse Draco?"

Draco asked the first question in his mind. " What about Baby?"

"Well she can stay here in the castle, I'm sure all the teacher's will love her and don't forget you are in a school, you will have hundreds of girls willing to 'baby'sit her." The emphasis on the double meaning of 'Baby' made Draco smile, though he had heard the joke thousands of times before.

"What about money?" Came Draco's second question.

" Yes, Well I thought we would start you off at a 12 galleon's a month and of course you would live here in the castle so that certain expense would be taken care of."

" 12 Galleon's a month?" Draco asked his voice tremendously high-pitched. He hadn't even seen 12 galleon since he had left school. Dumbledore simply nodded.

" Where do i sign?"

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