Grandson of Voldemort (On hiatus)

Chapter 12

-=Harry's POV=-

"Draco?" I asked quietly.

I couldn't believe it. There he was, the guy who bullied my friends and me for 7 years, standing at our door. He didn't even look like the Draco I once knew. He was skinny-at least, more than before, his hair was wild and went to nearly his shoulders, and he had dark circles under his eyes. He also had some minor scratches and underneath the pants he was wearing I saw a bit of lose band aid by his foot.

"Did you miss me?" he asked, then leaned his head on the door frame.

"Why are you here, Malfoy?" Ron asked, still glaring at him.

Still leaning on the doorframe, he answers "Well, I came to apologize, since I couldn't see you in the past, uh, two years. It has been two years, right?"

"Uh, yeah, why don't you come in?" I say to Draco. His eyes light up, but then he looks down.

"Okay, Draco," Hermione says, "Why did the ministry release you?"

"Uh, well, since both my parents were death eaters, and I was raised with them, the ministry decided that I was brainwashed into becoming a death eater, like programed by my parents, It's true, but I'm still surprised they thought of that."

"Well, uh, your mom didn't go to Azkaban." I say quickly.

"She didn't? Bloody hell, she could have at least picked me up from the Ministry! I've been out of Azkaban for two weeks! No wand! I nearly died multiple times!"

"Is that why you're favoring your right leg." Hermione asked.

"YES! Just an hour ago, these weird vampire ladies just showed up, I was already heading here, but still! Look at my leg!"

I could now see the band aid more clearly, and how terribly it was put on, large pieces of the wound uncovered. It was also nearly entirely soaked through.

I heard a gasp and some swearing from the stairs.

And there was Will, rushing over to Draco and examining his leg.

"Okay," he said, leading Draco upstairs. "I'll get this all fixed up, lost a lot of blood, but you should be fine."

-=Will's POV=-

"So, how'd you get that." I point at his leg as I unwrap the sloppy band aid.

"Uh, these weird girls started flirting with me, like, a block away from here. Then they attacked me, and I ran."

"Fiery hair? Different legs; one metal, one donkey?" Nico asked.

"How did you-"

"Empousa, always empousas." Nico sighed.

"Uh, what." The guy, dragon, I think? Asks.

"Greek monsters, they're probably here 'cause of us, but why would they attack you?" I ask.

"Uh, I don't know."

"Weird. Well, you're all patched up! That'll be a hundred bucks!" I chirp as I finish.

"Wha-what?" he shouts.

"Joking."

"Wow, Will, I thought I was supposed to be the evil one."

So, sorry about the sporadic updates. I started this like, a week ago, but then it was my first week of school, I hope I will update more, but I'm planning on joining some clubs, so, oh well. I guess you can tell, but I'm making Draco a minor demigod, probably a legacy of a minor god. I hope no one hates that. Only him and Professor Trelawney will probably be demigods. I won't really mention her though. Also, not going to do ships. Except, of course, for Nico and Will.