Draco Malfoy and the Potions Pupil
AN: Yes I am still here. I'm so sorry that it has been ages since my last update. I've actually only just got home from about 5 weeks in the UK which, if you're wondering, was absolutely amazing! I visited lots of Harry Potter filming locations and got to see Deathly Hallows Part 2 in Scotland. Awesome! Anyway here is the next chapter, which is admittedly not that great but I'm back in fanfiction mode now so expect more regular updates and news on the sequel soon. Happy reading.
Chapter 17: A Shift in the Silence
Knock! Knock!
Draco looked up eagerly when he heard the knock at his door.
Could it be Lily? He wondered hopefully.
"Father?" came Scorpius' voice through the door.
Draco slumped, a little disappointed but even more ashamed that he wasn't happy to receive a visit from his son. He had distanced himself from Scorpius ever since Astoria's death. He tried to tell himself that it was because he didn't want to get hurt again if something happened to Scorpius too but it was rubbish. The truth was that although he had a funny way of showing it, Draco loved his son more than anyone and if something ever did happen to Scorpius it would destroy him once and for all. The quick train of thought made him feel even guiltier. In an undeliberate way he had been cruel and selfish in his grief. Maybe it was time for things to change.
"Come in," he called.
Scorpius stepped into the office, his usual smirk already in place. However Draco couldn't help but notice that both his son's eyes and voice betrayed him.
"It's Quidditch today," Scorpius pointed out.
Draco watched him for a moment, pondering the strange behaviour. He made no reply.
"Slytherin versus Hufflepuff," added Scorpius.
Draco smiled and decided to go easy on Scorpius; it was obvious that he wanted him to go and watch.
"It should be fun," said Draco. "To see you beat them idiots. I think I'll come down to the pitch and watch the match."
"Okay," said Scorpius with a long look at his father.
"Anything else?" asked Draco.
"No, nothing," mumbled Scorpius. "I better get down to the pitch now, see you there." He turned and left the office.
Draco stared after him for a moment and then looked down at the essays he'd been marking. With a shrug he grabbed his cloak and followed Scorpius. It was about time he attended one of his son's Quidditch matches again.
AN: Thanks for remaining loyal even though I kind of abandoned you for my own enjoyment. Please welcome me back with a review and feel free to ask questions about my holiday. :)