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365 drabbles: Island

Word Count: 361

Visit

Draco walked up the cold stone steps towards the heavily guarded island prison. It was a grim and dismal place, and it was the last place he wanted to be. If it wasn't for the gently persuasion of his mother, he wouldn't be there at all. As much as he wanted to see his father, Draco secretly wished that the Ministry had rejected his mother's visitation request on the grounds that he had not yet been convicted of any crime.

He remembered what it was like to be surrounded by the dementors—the way the air went cold around him, and any joy he felt disappeared. It wasn't something he was in a hurry to feel again anytime soon.

"Come along, Draco," his mother, Narcissa, said, urging him to hurry up and climb the dozen or so steps between them.

Draco nodded his head curtly and reached into his pocket for his wand. If he was going to go in that building near those foul creatures again, he was going to make sure he had some protection and use the charm he had been working on over the summer. After all, if Potter could do it then it couldn't be that difficult… Draco took pride in the fact that it had only taken him a couple of weeks to master.

As he drew closer, he felt a chill run up his spine. He knew this was a sign of the dementor's presence starting to affect him.

"Expecto Patronum," Draco muttered, flourishing his wand.

A grand, silver dragon burst from the end of his wand and Draco instantly felt the impact of the dementor's power wane.

"Draco," his mother called again. "Hurry up."

He offered his mum a smile and carried on walking up the steps, unsure of what to expect when he saw his father again. His mother had told him that he might not be the same as before, that he would be a shadow of his former self. Draco couldn't imagine his father any different than his usual cold, unaffectionate self.

Whether he liked it or not, he was about find out for himself just how different he was.