The air was chilly. The warmth from the sun was far off and untouching. Stupid disillusionment charm didn't keep the temperature away from them. Draco scowled at the way he had been shivering.

"Honeyduke's." Theo whispered as they had trudged through the snow, making their ways down Hogsmead, they arrived at the shop. It looked the same as it always had, except with no one standing around, or people coming and going.

Theo started whispering incantations to unlock the door, while Draco kept watch. Not that they could be seen, but it would be rather suspicious for a door to be opening on its own. It wasn't long before the lock popped and they ushered themselves inside. Warmth. Draco silently thanked Merlin.

He knew exactly where they were headed, the secret passageway into Hogwarts; he had forgotten about that. As they descended the stairs Draco became filled with apprehension. What if his past self didn't listen? Ugh. He was a smug chap. What if they were seen? As they got to the trap door, Draco drew a breath and moistened his dry mouth before speaking. "Here...or in Hogwarts?" Piled out before he could properly form the thought. It was way too early for him to think adherently.

"No, we do it in the tunnel. We can't risk someone being down here five years ago even with the disillusionment charms." - "Oh, after you then, mate."

Draco followed Theo into the tunnel. "Lumos" Theo casted and they walked to distance themselves a small bit from Honeyduke's.

"I hope this works." Draco admitted after a bit.

Theo sighed breathily, "We can go back. I know you can get through this, it'd take time, and a lot of booze, but..."

Even though Theo couldn't see him, Draco shook his head. "No. Hermione being alive is better than this."

Theo grimaced at the name. He had grown quite fond of the witch himself, he admired her in a way of a sister. Her death had hit him harder than he ever expected it would.

After a bit of time, they stopped walking. "Right then. You ready?" Theo tapped Draco's head, revealing his body, as well as his own.

Draco nodded, "More now than I'll ever be. Get on with it."

Theo motioned to retrieve the time-turner from the neck of Draco's robes. His hands slightly trembled as he draped the chain surrounding his neck and over Draco's as well.

"So...uhh. How exactly do we do this?" Draco inquired hesitantly.

Theo chuckled, "And you were going to go at it alone."

Nott gently took the hourglass in his hands and said "Five turns. Five turns counterclockwise should do it" He grinned cheekily before adding "Mmk, mate, ready to break the law? Well, save your girl, but do it really illegally."

Draco smirked, "Get on with it, mate."

Theo carefully spun the hourglass between his fingers. One. Two. Three. Four. Five.
Draco watched in awe as time quickly flickered around them. Years passed as seconds and he had to close his eyes because he thought he might be sick, although, that might just have been leftover effects from all the alcohol he had consumed over the last few days.

Finally, they had come to a stop. Theo carefully removed the chain from his neck and handed it back to Draco, who just as carefully tucked back into his cloak and for a moment touched his chest where it dangled. His piece of her. "Shall we carry on then?" Theo asked brightly "I'm quite excited to see that slick hair you had again."

Draco crinkled his face, "My hair? Don't you remember yours?"

Theodore smirked, and ran his fingers through his own, "I've always been pretty. Let's hop on, yeah?"

Draco couldn't understand the enthusiasm his mate had carried, but it was a blast into the past.

"After you, gorgeous." The brunette wizard held his hand out before him, and winked with sarcasm. Draco shoved him in his shoulder as he passed on. "Ah." He winced. "Fucker."

As they approached the end of the tunnel, nerves had picked up again.

Draco peeked out just in time to see that Peeves had just floated past. "That was close! We narrowly missed that bloody poltergeist."

"Ah, I forgot about that arsehole" spat Theo. "It's clear now though, yeah?"

"Yes but wait." Theo now curious, nodded. "There's one more thing I need to do before I forget. Accio phial."

Surprised by the gesture he looked from Draco's hand to his face, "What's that for?"

"I was thinking on the walk that I'd like to put some memories aside. You know… of Hermione and I. If we get the chance I'll give it to ickle Theodore. And maybe one day, after Bellatrix is done for, we might still have a chance. Maybe she won't hate me forever."

Theo reached out and squeezed his mate's shoulder. "Gods, I've become a sentimental twat since the two of you. I can guarantee, even without those, you two would cross paths and fall in love again."

Draco sniggered, "Yeah, well just to be sure... You know..."

"What about your ring?" Realizing he had forgotten about that significant piece of jewelry, he looked down at his hand, he hadn't really thought about it. "I think I'll leave it on young Draco's bedside table."

Theo frowned, "You're sure?" –

"Why not?" Draco asked absently, Theodore shrugged.

Theo watched as Draco touched his wand to his temple, extracting silky blue tendrils. Feeling each important memory as they fled from him. From the day they bumped into each other in the hallway, to the night of falling in love, to the time they found out that she had been pregnant with a little girl, only two weeks ago. Draco choked out a sob and gently placed them into the phial before sealing it. He tucked the memories safely into his pocket and looked up at Theo, cracking a sad smile.

Nott on the other hand split a happy one. Draco and Hermione shared a beautiful love he had never known personally, he almost didn't understand it. Merlin that woman. She nagged on him over his 'Honey's' habit and she was right. He wished one day he could have what Draco and Hermione Malfoy shared, he hoped he could understand that love.