Touch Starved

Wait...what?

The rest of the Auror came not to long after the Weasleys arrived, pulling your into the dining room to have a meeting.

"You have no idea who could have done this" Harry asked, he sat across from you at the table next to Ron, you tapped your foot nervously.

"Honestly I have no idea, I didn't have any enemies as far as I know. And my father had not bad blood with anyone either." Your father was a loving man with many friends. But no real enemies.

"I may have an idea" Draco spoke finally, he sat next to you. You insisted he be in here with you because honestly, you couldn't do it alone, and it was his home now too. "Looked for a Blaise Zabini. We had a bit of an... altercation with him at The Leaky Cauldron a few months back. Or maybe Pansy Parkinson, I am unsure if her married name"

Did Draco really think they could do something like this? Being angry and spreading rumors was one thing, but killing someone innocent and burning down your home was another... but if he mentioned then he clearly felt as though they could.

"Did you ever think maybe it was someone coming for you Mr. Malfoy not y/l/n?" One of the sterner auror asked. He did have to spare any of our feelings like our friends tried to.

"It's possible. My mother was in talks I guess with people who were angry. And wanted to fight back." He admitted we didn't talk about his mom much.

"And you didn't report it?" Harry asked, confused.

"I never got a name, and I honestly thought it was all talk. My mother was angry, but I never thought she was stupid enough to do what she did. So I guess anything is possible"

"Okay. We will start with Zabini and Parkinson, if you can remember anything Mr. Malfoy can you please let us know." All the other Auror stood, shaking both of your hands before they left. Saying goodbye to Harry, their chief. Briefing speaking at the doorway before they left.

Harry joined you back at the table.

"It looks bad you didn't report your mother Draco. But I can handle that" Harry told us as he sat.

"She's my mother. I didn't even think it was an option" he had been used to taking commands from her that when she tried to turn him back instead of fighting back against her, he left.

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"Can I see it?" George asked, who was having a conversation with Draco about what life was like as a death eater at dinner. He seemed oddly fascinated.

"Sorry, I don't have it anymore" he rolled up his sleeve, exposing only the dark patch on his skin.

"What did you do to it?" George was shocked, I guess he figured it was forever.

"It disappeared when Voldemort died." Draco rolled back down his sleeve, covering the patch.

"Aye! Lucky for you then hey mate! I never did get my eat back!" He pointed to the side of his head where the ear once sat.

"If I could give you one of mine I would." Draco shrugged, acting as though he was joking. When you knew he wasn't.

"I might take you up on that!" George laughed, the table joining in. Except you, you smiled at Draco. Who laughed along with them, although he was entirely serious. He looked over at you, reaching for your hand. You held it on the table between you.

"Did you ever kill anyone?" Charlie asked, cutting the laughing in the room with his question.

"Charlie darling I don't think..." Molly started.

"No it's okay Mrs. Weasley, no Charlie I never did. Voldemort as you know assigned me to kill Dumbledore... but I couldn't do it" Harry's book had told the world how Draco shook while holding the Headmaster at wand point, inevitably unable to kill him.

"Then how did he think you were loyal to him? Wasn't he very big on acts of loyalty?" George kept drilling into Draco.

"Yes. I am not sure. He asked me for little, maybe he thought I was weak... I don't know. But I am okay with that" Draco stood his ground, while he felt guilt for those lives lost. He never took a life himself, and he thinks he never could have.

"Anyway!" Mrs. Weasley spoke, aggressively changing the subject. "What do you kids plan on doing now?" She looked at you and Draco.

"I don't know Mrs. Weasley, honestly I really don't. We lost everything so we have to start over" you stairs down at your empty plate. You had almost let yourself forget about that part.

"Let's go somewhere warm" Draco teased, knowing you'd never leave here.

"Or maybe America?" You joked back, he laughed.

"Or the moon" he winked at you. You smiled, giving him an evil look. You were making faces at one another when molly spoke again

"So when are you getting married?" She asked, you looked at her surprised.

"Mom," Ron said, giving his mother a look.

"What Ronald? I just..."

"Hopefully soon" Stopped her from explaining herself. Everyone turned to him, including you. Wait what?