Draco had lost his ability to work, he just sat there by his desk, thinking, trying to remember but nothing, he felt angry and ashamed. He was angry that his parents erased his memory, his was angry he couldn't remember, he was angry that he was ashamed. Draco was ashamed he couldn't remember, he had a son and he didn't even remembered making him. Draco had once confessed to his mother during the war, that he admired the girl, but that conversation had ended with a quick" you know it's forbidden" Draco knew it too well, so he'd always admired the girl from far. He was heartbroken, when it was announced that she was engaged with Weasley. He shadowed them out with his big wedding to Astoria, he never liked Astoria, she was too dumb for him, but she was a good accessory, like his mother used to call her in private, just something to add to your looks when you're going out. Of course time went on and Draco get used to Astoria around, after they had Scorpius, they moved back to separate bedrooms. But now Draco had another son, older, identical to himself, Draco couldn't help but hope for the boy taken over his mothers brains. Draco knew his mother was right, if they hadn't done it, he would be in Azkaban, no one messed with the Golden trio, but those who did, they usually ended up in Azkaban for a while, as they say to cool down a bit.

Draco dragged himself to floo, and left to home, Malfoy manor, was nothing like it used to be, he demanded his father for renovation after war, since some floors were still red from blood. The house was much lighter now, more warmer, looked like a totally different place. Draco made his way upstairs to drawing room, finding His mother there and Regulus as well. Draco sat down in armchair watching the boy, who was still busy with his phone.

Narcissa looked at Draco "Astoria is not home again"
"so what?"
"she needs to learn her place Son… people will start to gossip"
"let them gossip, she'll be the one to walk out of family, not I"
Narcissa frowned but said nothing getting up "I need to see Professor McGonagall, about Regulus individual sorting, can I leave you two alone, without a risk that I'll return home full of dead body's?"
Regulus looked at her "if he'll stop looking at me, like I'd be a bloody painting them maybe"
Draco groaned "DAMN IT, you're even more impossible, than me and your mother put together"
"that's something she says a lot"
Narcissa shook her head and left them, knowing there would be no fighting, the two were too much alike.

Draco looked away from his son silently looking at the family tapestry on wall, how come he never noticed it before there was another branch growing out of him, but with no names and faces showing.
"Did she really punched you in face?" Asked Regulus as he'd looked over at Draco.
"Yeah… back in third year"
"Good" the boy said rudely "you deserve it"
"did she said that too?"
"no… mom always stood up, when we're talking about you"
"she did?"
"yes" with that Regulus turned away looking out the window, he'd put on the mask of being rude, while he really deeply missed his mother, the only person in the world, that meant something big to him.
"umm Regulus?" Draco looked at him worried, only now remembering that there was a serious reason why the boy was even here.
Regulus turned his sharp face to Draco.
"tell me about yourself… about your life, about your mother?"
the boy looked away for a while and then back to Draco, starting to speak

"Well there is not much to know, my mom and I lived in New York, Manhattan, she worked as a journalist, I attended local magic school, and we had a townhouse, which was hidden from the eyes of muggles. My grandparents visited us a lot. Especially grandma'. I love quidditch, I love chocolate cakes and apples. My mom missed her friends a lot, but she told me, they were fed with lies that she'd died." Regulus looked at Draco as if it all were his fault "she never hides anything from me, especially about you. I knew the truth so never really expected to see you, though I have to admit, I wished to find you someday, and punch you in face"
Draco nodded a little "how is the school? Is it good?"
"is could be better, it's not Hogwarts I guess, but it's fine, they teach us all we need to know basics of everything and then if you're bright enough you can have those expensive extra classes."
"Are you bright enough for classes?" Draco asked hoping the boy had Hermione's brains.
"The brightest boy of my age… stupid nickname by the way" he groaned a little.
Draco chuckled "your mother used to be called like that too"
Regulus nodded "I know"
"I'm sorry"
"you didn't knew"
"no… I mean, I'm sorry, you have to be here and change everything in your life… I'm sorry about your mom, you probably miss her"
"more than anything in the world" Regulus said and looked around the room.
"What happened?"
"She got hit by a car"
"muggle car?"
"Yes"
"will… will she ever be back?"
Regulus just shrugged looking away "Merlin knows, maybe, the doctors said that we need to hope for her recovery in next few weeks, if not, they'll have to shut her down"
"shut her down?" Draco asked confused."
Regulus nodded "turn off the muggle things that keeps her alive"

There was a long silence, during both of them were lost in their thoughts.
Regulus looked at Draco watching him for a while "did you ever even like her?"
"Yes, I had a little bit of crush to your mom back in school"
Regulus frowned at how fake sounded Draco's answer "do you love her?"