Saturday, 19 May, 07:00 GMT, present day

The platinum blonde wizard rested his head on his forearms as he leaned on the hospital bed. He looked up at his daughter whose eyelids flickered. She turned her head and opened her eyes.

"Hey, Sleepyhead," her father said smiling as he stood up.

Drew's shoulders began to tremble as tears streamed down her cheeks. Her father gently pulled her into a hug, comforting her as she cried.

"Hey, come on, you're alright now," Draco Malfoy said softly. He could feel her nod against his chest.

"You saved us," she said as she looked up at him.

"You and Phillip are the heroes, Drew. We couldn't have stopped Cecil Schield and his plan without your help," Draco said looking at her. She took a deep breath as she lay back down.

"Is Mr. Schield in Azkaban?" she asked.

"He's dead, Drew," her father said. "He can't hurt you anymore."

Drew whimpered. "And the weapons?"

"The Ministry destroyed the weapons, ammunition and the potion," her father said as he squeezed her hand. "We rounded up most of the Death Eaters."

"There are still some out there," Drew said softly.

"The Ministry will not rest until we stop them, Drew," her father said.

Drew shut her eyes for a moment. She looked up at her father. "Mum said Uncle Blaise didn't Obliviate Phillip."

Draco blew out a breath. "Yeah. Phillip took it hard at first. He knows who he is, Drew. He's resilient, just like you."

She nodded her head. She heard everyone start to wake up. She looked up at her father who smiled at her.

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Saturday, 19 May, 14:00 GMT, present day

True to her word, Mediwtich Potter had put her through multiple assessments. Drew was deemed physically and mentally fit.

The family stayed at Hogwarts giving Drew moral support. The children played Wizarding chess while the parents looked on. It reminded Draco of their holidays when the kids were younger.

o-o-o

Saturday, 19 May, 21:00 GMT, present day

"How do you do that?" Hans asked, a tad annoyed. But he smiled after losing his chess match. Drew had won every single game against each of her brothers.

"Okay, kids," their father stood up to stretch, "let's let Drew get some rest. We don't want to over-exert her already. She just woke up, remember."

Their mother chimed in, "Dad's right. You guys have to get back to your routine, too."

"Okay," Junior said nodding for their exit. "Come on boys."

Hans squeezed Drew's hand and nodded at her. Heath did the same thing before leaving.

"I have to head back to the Ministry," Draco said to his daughter. "Mum's going to stay. Mind your mother."

Both Hermione and Drew laughed. The Half-blood nodded.