Cicatrices- Marks That Remain

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A/N: Happy Sunday and Happy Belated New Year, fantastic readers! Here is today's chapter! It's dialogue-heavy, but I think it's pretty decent.

Let me know what y'all think, and, as always...

Enjoy!

Dinner was a quiet affair.

After, Harry offered to clean up, and Draco was only too happy to agree, feeling a strange sort of embarrassment and shame about his afternoon.

Now, as he sat on his bed, watching the shadows on the wall, he looked back on his day.

He'd been so preoccupied with wondering if he locked the door that he'd lost a chunk of his afternoon. He hated it. He hated how quickly he had lost his mind.

There was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Draco?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I talk to you?"

Draco got up, went to his bedroom door and opened it. "Let's sit in the living room."

They sat next to each other on the sofa, Draco feeling rather nervous for a reason he couldn't quite place. He noted the distance between them.

"The ministry is interviewing all magical folk that attend the church Rookwood is hiding in."

Draco's mind was immediately taken back to his morning.

"I imagine that means you want to do it now?"

"Only if you want. We can leave it for the morning, too."

"Might as well do it now," Draco reasoned.

"I'll turn on the charm."

Harry pulled out his wand and waved it in the air wordlessly. An orb of light appeared and floated between the two of them. Draco's stomach did a flip watching him do his wandless magic.

"This is Auror Harry Potter, conducting a recorded interview with Draco Malfoy. Are you aware of and consent to being recorded?"

"Yes."

"This interview will now begin. Do you attend St. Jerome's church in Godric's Hollow? If so, how often?"

"I do. I attend every Sunday morning," Draco responded.

"Are you aware that the church is in cooperation with the Ministry of Magic and the British Parliament to provide a safe place of worship for both Muggles and Wizardkind in an area known to be home to both populations?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever noticed anything suspicious about the church or its staff?"

"No."

"Are you aware of the church's most recent decision to provide sanctuary to a known Death Eater who has recently escaped Azkaban: Augustus Rookwood?"

"Yes."

Harry looked at Draco, his eyes sincere and full of an emotion Draco couldn't place. "Do you feel safe attending the church?"

Draco paused, remembering the morning and the nagging paranoia he felt.

"I..." Draco sighed, does he believe that Rookwood will do something?

"I'm not sure."

"Do you believe that he may hurt any of the people in or outside of the church, and should therefore be prosecuted?"

Draco locked eyes with Harry, his heart rate picking up. Harry was waiting for his response patiently. Draco couldn't help but get distracted by the look in Harry's eyes.