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"George," Draco said walking up to Fred and I with Neville next to him, "Fred."
"Hey," I said hugging him before pressing a kiss to his forehead, "How was your morning?"
"Fun."
Smiling I looked at Neville and saw that though he was happy that Draco had fun he looked a little worried too. Did something happen when he was hanging out with Luna?
"Are you coming?" Draco asked softly.
"Coming where?" Fred said confused.
"To visit Snape. You're coming, right?"
Turning towards Fred I saw that he looked a little uncomfortable. It was obvious that Snape didn't like my brother and I and truthfully we didn't like him either. I couldn't say no to Draco though.
Soon the four of us were walking to the Dungeons. I could see that Draco was scared, but he loved Snape. He said he thought of him as an uncle. Too bad he didn't trust him enough to tell him about his Father.
How much would things have changed if Draco had talked to Snape? I knew that him talking sooner would have been for the best, but I didn't want to think about not having the chance to be friends with and to take are of the blond.
I had known Draco for only a few months and I was already so attached to him. Family was the number one important thing to me. It's all I had wanted for as long as I could remember.
Now it was like I had a family. A little family of my own. Draco was my son there was no doubt about that in my mind. I didn't know how Draco felt about me though. What did I mean to him?
"Pro-Professor S-Snape," Draco said pushing the door open, "C-Can w-we co-come i-in?"
"Of course, Draco," Snape said putting his quill down, "How are you?"
"Bet-Better."
Snape nodded his head before turning towards Fred, Neville, and I. All the softness that was in him when he looked at Draco was gone. He was back to the Professor we knew.
"Pl-Please," Draco said resting a hand on Snape's arm, "Ni-Nice."
All four of us looked over at Draco and saw that he was begging us with his eyes to be nice. He cared about all of us in some way and us getting along was going to be important to him.
"Professor Snape," I said nodding at him.
"Mr.'s Weasley," Snape said nodding back, "Mr. Longbottom, may I ask why you're here?
"Draco asked my brother and I to come."
"And you, Mr. Longbottom?
Everyone knew that Neville was afraid of Snape. A lot of people were afraid of Snape. Right now Neville really had to get over that fear or he was going to have a hard time with Draco.
"I…I'm dating Draco," Neville said with as much confidence as he could.
Neville wasn't a confident people on a normal day and it was even worse when he was around someone he was afraid of. But it seemed like he was trying to be better for Draco. They really were good together.
"Draco," Snape said turning to him, "You're dating Longbottom?"
"Y-Yes," Draco said biting his lower lip.
Snape looked between the two of them before standing up from his desk. As he made his way closer to Neville I half expected the boy to start running. He stood his ground though and stared at Snape until he finally got a nod.
"Geo-George," Draco said softly, "May-Maybe h-he ca-can he-help."
"Help with what?" I asked confused.
"T-The S-Switch-Switch-up pot-potion. He-Help stab-stabilize i-it."
Snape looked at Draco in confusion before looking at me. Sharing a look with Fred I pulled out a small journal that I kept all of the potions for our pranks in and opened it to the right page.
I moved closer to Snape and started to explain what Fred and I had been working on. Normally we would never let anyone in on our pranks, but Draco was right. Snape might be able to help and since this potion helped us save Draco I wanted to perfect it.
Without saying a word Snape waved his wand and the things we needed flew onto an empty table. Snape was actually going to help us figure this out? That was not something I ever expected.
Everything seemed to change when Draco was around. It was like the blond had some ability to make people get along. The only one that wasn't effected by this was Ron. Ginny was even starting to like him.
As we made the potion Neville and Draco sat at another table that was in front of us. I tried to hear what they were talking about, but they were talking too softly for me to hear them.
After finishing the first step of the potion we had to let it simmer for two hours before we could do anything else. The room was mostly in silence as we waited. The only noise was Draco and Neville talking softly.
"Is anyone else hungry?" Neville asked sitting up.
"Yeah," Fred said nodding, "I am."
"Draco and I are going to get lunch for everyone then. We'll be back."
Draco moved out of the room quickly without saying anything. I opened my mouth to ask Neville what that was about, but he left the room just as quickly as Draco had.
What had the two of them been talking about that made them leave the room that quickly? Oh Merlin, had they been talking about something sexual? We they doing things like that already?
The two of them had only been together for a few months. It was just too soon for them to be doing that together. No, they weren't doing that. They were doing that though, weren't they?
Is this how a parent felt when they thought about their kids having sex? I never thought I'd say this, but I really hoped Mum and Dad never found out when I had sex. That would just be wrong.
"Mr. Weasley," Snape said knocking me from my thoughts, "Draco seems to have taken a liking to you."
"So it would seem," I said shaking my head to clear my mind, "Is that a bad thing?"
"I never said that. I just find it hard to believe that you are doing this out of the 'goodness' of your heart. What exactly are you getting out of it?"
"Nothing. I get nothing out of it. I care about Draco. He's like a son to me. Which I know is odd because he's only two years younger then me, but still. I love him like a son."
Snape glared angrily at me before turning away. He walked calmly over to a bookshelf and took down a book. As he turned back around he seemed like the Snape you normally saw before he said something horrible.
He handed me the book before going back to his desk and sitting down. Sharing a look with Fred I opened it up and tried not to gasp and drop the book when I saw what was in it.
It was full of drawings of a boy. The boy was bloody and beaten. His age ranged from three to fourteen, but I could tell that it was the same little boy no matter what age he was.
Draco had drawn himself getting beaten. We had asked him about what his Father did, but he never said anything. Looking at the pictures I could see why he didn't want to say anything.
"I found that hidden in his room at the Malfoy Manor," Snape said calmly, "Has he talked to you about that before?"
"Not yet," I said closing the book, "But he will."
"Draco might not be like his parents, for that everyone should be grateful, but he does have one Malfoy trait that I know of."
"What's that?"
"He hates being forced into something and will do everything to avoid just that."
Nodding my head I started to think. If what Snape was saying was right then it was going to take a lot to get Draco to talk. How was I supposed to help him get past this if I didn't know what was going on?
I tucked the book into my pocket with the knowledge that I was going to have to talk to the blond at some point. Turning around I started to say something when the door opened once more.
Draco and Neville walked in carrying three plate of food and wearing matching smiles. So I had to talk to Draco about his abuse and figure out how far the two of them had gone? This was going to be fun.
When I was younger and decided that I wanted a family I hadn't really thought about all the hard parts. Now I was beginning to see just how difficult it was to have a family.
There was so much worrying and confusion going on in my mind that it was starting to pound. Still I knew that I wouldn't change a thing about the situation if I was given the option.
"Break-Breakfast," Draco stutter out with a smile, "I-I ho-hope w-we go-got every-everything y-you l-like."