Lucius was confused. Draco was friends with a mudblood? And a blood traitor? What if the Dark Lord came back? "Well I'm not stopping him from having friends." "What are we to do, dear?" Narcissa asked.
Lucius sighed, "Nothing, absolutely nothing. If he comes back, we go from there. I just hope he knows how dangerous these friendships are. Especially with someone who stole magic."
Draco looked at his letter,
"Draco, my son,
I'm aware of your friendships with Longbottom and Dursley, I must inform you while I question your choice in friends, that if you keep contact with them, to be careful.
I'm not sure the Dark Lord is gone. And I don't want him targeting you based on your friendships.
As for Dursley, I'm begging you to be nice and don't let him steal your magic. He's rooming with you, putting you in increased danger.
Love,
Your father and mother.
Please be careful, our son.
Draco sighed. Dudley would never do such a thing. And he wants to give Potter magic. He wasn't stealing anything!
Pansy looked at Draco in disgust, "Blood traitor!" She cried before going to hex him before Neville pulled Draco to the side. "Gross, fat Gryffindors!" "You're an ass Pansy, you know that!" Dudley shouted. "Whatever. Soon you'll be punished, mudblood."