The Yellow Malfoy / Neville Longbottom

Chapter 4/meeting others

A Temporary High -Aurora

CASTOR Malfoy was still laying down on the couch at the Lupin cottage. Snuggled up with a throw on blanket and with a big wolf stuffed animal.

Remus gave him the stuffed animal, (he stole it from Siruis side of the bed) because of how he saw Castor fidget in his sleep. Of course when Siruis saw this he protested, but gave up eventually.

Remus and Siruis was currently in the kitchen, making tea. Well Remus was making tea, Siruis was just sitting on the counter. Eating.

A knock on the door seemed to wake up the boy on the couch. Scaring him he fell of the couch, hitting his head on the ground.

He groaned as Remus came to the rescue. Siruis just walked to the door and opened it.

It was James and Lily potter, with their little boy, who is also 7. Named Harry. Then another little boy behind lily leg.

Siruis greeted them as they entered the house. They talked for a little bit, it turns out that they were babysitting a little boy named Neville. His grandma wanted a break. His parents were still at St.Mongos. It's been 7 years and they still won't recover.

Castor was terrified, seeing all these new faces at once was too much for him. After falling he got up and Scooched to the other side of the couch. Hiding behind an arm rest. Peaking his eyes out.

"So, where's the little boy you talked about? Lily said slowly, sneering her eyes at Siruis.

"Mom, who's that boy by the couch. Why is his hair white?" Harry said pointing and looking straight at Castor. Castor eyes widened at ducked his head fully behind  the couch. Back pressed against it, out of view.

Siruis ran to Castor, kneeling infront of him. "These are some friends of mine, would you like to say hi?" He questioned him. Castor shook his head fast, meaning a big no. But he thought for a moment.

"Can I just sit here with wolfy" Castor said, he wanted to just sit there with the stuffed animal Remus gave him.

Siruis sighed and said ok. Handing the stuffed animal once and for all.

A couple minutes later all of them sat on the couch. Castor still behind that arm rest. Closest to him was Neville.

A soft blond, slightly chubby boy. The boy was curious, who was he? He wondered. The blond boy poked half of his body out leaving against the arm rest, head upside down. Eyes meeting the white and black haired boy.

"I am Neville, what's your name" He said, a little light lit up in his eyes.

"I am Castor, Castor Malfoy." His voice very quiet, and soft. Avoiding eye context with Neville but couldn't really because the boy was almost right up against his face.

"Can I come sit with you, Harry is not playing me, only Siruis right now" Neville wondered, just wanting some company. Castor agreed and shuffled to the side a little bit.

Neville got off the couch and sat beside castor. The adults lightly smiling at this interaction.

Siruis and Harry were playing with little cars on the side, pretending to run over each other and be superhero's.

"So Remus" started James. "Who's he" Raising an eyebrow. "He's Narcissa and
Lucius mafloys son, we found him in the forest, bloody nose and head." Remus confessed, sadness clouded his face.

"Oh my, do you know what happend?" Lily said with concern. Remus shook his head. "He only said that he fell I suppose, he fainted. Siruis brought him back here."

"He looks a lot like Narcissa, what's his full name?" James wondered.
"According to Siruis, it's Castor Regulus Black Malfoy. Narcissa choose the name." Remus smiled at the thought.

"Does he have any other siblings?" Lily wondered. "He's a twin to Draco Lucius Malfoy" Remus responded.

"A twin? Wow. Anyway, I contacted xenophilius, who contacted Evan, who contacted Barry jr, who contacted Narcissa. She said that Castor ran off, and Lucius told her not to go after him because he will return home anyway in a few days . And this happend before?" Lily told them.

"Yes it did, he was left in knockturn ally when he was 3."Siruis said to the potters, still playing cars with Harry.

"Wow, I can't believe the life he has. It hurts knowing he has to go back. " James said, looking at the end of the couch were castor and Neville sat. Talking about random stuff.

They have a good friendship, who knows how long this frienship will last. Will it fall out? Or turn to be more?

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