Mine {Drarry}

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Teddy could not stop fidgeting.

"Lupin, chill," said Tess as they were sitting in the back of Binns's History of Magic room.

"I'm trying," he whispered angrily.

"Mr. Lupin, would you like to share something with the class?" asked Professor Binns lowering his wand and causing the chalk that was steadily making notes on the board to cease.

"No," said Teddy irritably. "I would like to go to the infirmary."

"What's wrong, Ted," started a Gryffindor on the other side of the room. "Worried about your little boy toy. I wonder if he'll ever wake up..?" The boy said as though he were pretending to ponder it.

"Lewis would you kindly shut your cakehole!" snapped Tess coming to her best friend's defense. "I'm pretty sure no one was talking to you, prat."

"I'm sorry, Professor! Family emergency!" Teddy quickly stood and gathered his stuff before running from the room and jetting towards the hospital wing. When he arrived he saw both Harry and Draco seated side by side asleep on what he figured to be a small transfigured couch. He pulled up a separate stool and sat gingerly on the other side of Scorpius' bed.

He picked up his brother's hand and watched it fall back limply before it balled into a loose fist for almost a second. His eyes widened and he smiled.

"Scorp, if you're okay please open your eyes. We're all a together now, you can't go and die on us, we've barely had any family time." After a few moments Scorpius attempted to open his eyes. It was slow at first as if they were stuck together. Once they were opened he closed them back tightly again and blinked a few times before breaking into a fit of coughs.

"I'm not dying on anyone. Murder is more along the lines of what I was thinking," said Scorp attempting to sit up and having to hold his chest while he did so. "I thought Slytherins and Gryffindors hated each other?"

"Well, Dad and Pops don't hate each other."

"Anymore."

"I don't think they ever hated each other per say. I think they just misunderstood each other and did what they thought was appropriate because of that."

"Sounds a lot like hate."

"Why do you ask, Scorp?"

"The tools who attacked me, it was a group of Slytherins and Gryffindors. They were saying they were getting back at us for the war for what Dad did to their family. I just didn't understand what they meant. What did Dad do that was so bad that it can bring together two opposing forces..."

"Oh..." said Teddy quietly looking over at Draco. They had learned about the war last year. About the two sides of the war and all the sacrifices that were made by everyone, not least of all his real parents or his godfather. He was just as old as his adoptive Father was when he found a way to start fixing the vanishing cabinet that let death eaters into Hogwarts during the final battles. He supposed he could see why it had seemed like a good idea at the time. If his family were in danger he knew he would probably do something just as bad if not worse to get them back or protect them.

He wasn't sure if Scorp was old enough to get that yet.

"You'll find out sooner or later. They teach it during fourth year History of Magic. So maybe in a few years you'll-"