𝗪𝗜𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗡𝗔𝗣𝗘'𝗦 [𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄] ✔️

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞 𝕾𝖎𝖝

"Mr. Malfoy, what a pleasant surprise to see you in my office".

McGonagall greeted Draco as he stepped out from the fireplace. Draco was told by Lucius if he wanted to see Scorpius, he must flow through the Minerva fireplace or else.

"Came here for your son Mr. Malfoy?"

Draco nodded. He said. "I can't.. My father will hear about this. I mean later. Yes. I am here for my son Scorpius".

"Young Malfoy is in his class or you want to see Professor Snape first. You know the rumor says he's back".

Draco nodded his head again. "I'll see him in the dungeons then".

"That would do Mr. Malfoy". Minerva watches Draco turn his heel. Dumbledore stops him.

"Draco. How are you my boy?" ask Dumbledore. Draco turns facing him in his portrait. "Minerva, can you leave me and Draco alone?"

Minerva nodded her head then left the room. "Wonderful to see you here. You know everything that happened wasn't your fault".

"That was my mission, Professor".

"Was. But you barely did it because you had to. I see in your eyes Draco. You are brave and have a good heart inside you. What makes you feel like killing because the Dark Lord asks you and your crazy auntie Bellatrix. Entirely wasn't your fault".

There, Dumbledore spoke again. "Are you, Harry and others getting along with Draco? (Draco shook his head no) understood then. I may not force you Draco, you grow and have your son. It's time to prove that you are wrong about blood status".

"My blood status is still the same Professor".

"Indeed. You may carry on with that thought, just think for a moment Draco. What about your son?"

"What about him?"

Dumbledore chuckled. "Look what you did to Draco. Less friends. Nor students try to get along with him. They believe Scorpius was the Dark Lord's child and I never believed it would happen. The stigma of these rumors. How is your wife Draco?"

"Blood cursed. Something I don't.. (sigh) can we talk about anything else besides this Professor?"

Dumbledore nods, smiles. "I believe you need to see Professor Snape, Draco. He's in his office".

"Very well Professor. Thank you for your time".

Draco turns his heel, out of the Minerva office. Dumbledore watched Draco leave the room, then Dumbledore nowhere out from his portrait.

"Come in". Snape looked at the door. Draco on his view. "Let me guess? Scorpius?"

Draco nods with Snape's sarcastic tone. He closes the door behind him, march toward him.

"Seat Draco". Both men drag the chair and sit. "Where should we begin?"

"Everything Professor". said Draco in his lower voice. "I was there at Weasley's funeral but I'm not dare to walk closer to them so I watched from afar".

Draco eyes met Snape. "Why are you doing this Professor? Killing Dumbledore was a mission!"

"Would you rather do it Draco? Your mother trusted me, swearing me to protect you no matter what. And I do my part to protect you Draco".

"What about Granger then Professor?" Snape dark eyes staring at this silver hair. "You swear to protect me, what about her.. your wife".

Snape sighs, he couldn't say anything about Hermione back then; she was a student, his student, his lover. He does anything to protect Hermione rather than he protects Draco.