Epilogue: 1 Year Later

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Epilogue

Astoria Greengrass felt like she was walking on clouds.

It had been weeks since she last visited Draco, but today wouldn't be just a visit. Today he could finally return home. It had almost been twelve months since he'd been allowed home officially. Every time he would visit it would be under much secrecy and nowhere near the Malfoy Manor—it was the first place the reporters would look.
Harry and McGonagall worked tirelessly to dispel the drama that followed the freezing of Hogwarts. It had taken a long, hard interviews and articles about the ice curse—with help from Jon's knowledge, Harry Potter's influence, and Lucius Malfoy's money—to convince the public that Draco Malfoy was not dangerous. Not anymore at least.

During his secret visits, Draco frequented the burrow where he would catch up with Luna, Neville, and (of course) Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

Mrs. Weasley had been skeptical of what to make of Draco Malfoy after hearing the rumors and reading the paper.

Blood thirsty ice killer.

Death Eater turned obscurial.

Pureblood out to cleanse population.

Names like these didn't exactly ease her already tarnished impression of the boy. Astoria hadn't been there when Harry and Ron explained the full story to her after returning home immediately after the mission, but from what she'd heard, her outlook had changed.

But she was there for Draco's first visit. It was awkward enough to be comical. Draco was dangerously anxious on the walk there, and Astoria had to stop with him and let him freeze a tree before they continued.
All the Weasley's had been previously acquainted with Astoria. Her presence made the first conversation easier. Astoria quite liked Weasleys, and the Weasleys were quickly fond of Astoria. Then again, most people were after about five minutes.

Mrs. Weasley was already more than prepared for the strange visitor. Whatever Harry and Ron said must've really gotten to her. The again, the story in itself said a lot—Draco Malfoy running away to die in order to save Luna. She greeted him warmly.

The other Weasleys were not prepared, but they eventually got used to him after a few quidditch rounds. Some even stopped hating him after they saw him get on with Harry and Ron. Mrs. Weasley always asked him to stay longer in the already bursting house. Astoria could tell Draco felt guilty for accepting, but he loved it considering all his friends were there. Also Arthur, Ginny, and George loved seeing the new ice tricks—which would become slightly more complicated and controlled with each visit. Draco Malfoy loved showing off.

The time had finally come. Draco had completed his basic training after almost a full year and Harry, McGonagall, and Lucius had gotten the papers and ministry to put a cork in it. Her Draco would be back for good.

It was summer again and the Burrow was burning up. Astoria got the feeling that for once George and Mr. Weasley longed for Draco to be there. Who needs cooling charms when you have the descendant of Elsa?

Andromeda arrived with a two-year-old in a stroller. Astoria jumped up from her chair along with Harry.

"Is that who I think it is?"

"Indeed," Andromeda said.

"You're finally letting Dray meet him?"

"My nephew has proven to be quite unlike his father so far, plus," she gave the gurgling baby a warm smile, "he can only corrupt him so much at this age."

Andromeda had only visited the burrow when Draco was around once. Seeing his aunt for the first time was somewhat awkward, but apparently she didn't think so poorly of Draco as Astoria thought. Draco had mentioned something about talking to her picture, but the real Andromeda was much more formidable.

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