Resorted

Chapter Twenty Five

"Raven, are-are you sure about this? You sure this was a vision?" Draco wanted to be completely sure this was a vision before jumping to conclusions. He was always so quick to believe Harry's dreams were real, because everyone was, despite that time... This one however, this was so far away, who knows what will happen.

"Yes Dray I am! It was so real! We had two boys, Albus and Scorpius,a girl, and Laitan called us Dada and Dad!" This was more serious than Draco thought. But Laitan calling him dad meant he either didn't know about Lucius, or he knew and called Draco dad anyway.

"Harry, that is so far away from now, everything could be different." Draco hugged Harry looking at the smaller boys Muggle alarm clock, it was ten to five so they may as well stay up.
"Yeah, you're probably right... what would you do if he did come back for Laitan?" Harry's mind couldn't wander anywhere other than that dream in their dorm.
"Tell him to do one. If he wanted another chance, then he shouldn't have been a death Eater and mentally, verbally and emotionally abused his oldest son." Draco said it so casually wearing his mask Harry could see straight through. It was all in Draco's eyes, all of his emotion he didn't let show anywhere else. "We might as well go down, it starts in ten." Draco suggested prying off Harry who wanted them to stay there.

The other boy was spaced out on his bed facing the ceiling awake. "Blaise, are you alright?" Harry asked peering over seeing the sight. Harry heard a slight mumble sounding like 'go-away' and the boys did just that.

They entered the Great Hall to small-talk conversations and sat at the end of the Slytherin table like they always did. Today they sat opposite each other talking like they did normally. "Hey Harry." Hermione said coming up behind him. Draco scowled at her then started to eat with his head down. "What are we doing today?" She asked the green-eyed boy uncomfortably sitting next to him.
"Meet me at the castle entrance in three hours." Was all Harry said before she walked away because Blaise and Pansy walked in.

Disgusted, deceived, shunned, Blaise looked Hermione dead in the eyes before making a face like he smelt something off. "I'm sorry for Granger, but we are never going to be friends." Blaise huffed his anger out by collapsing next to Draco.
"Never leave me with him again! It was Granger this and Granger that! It's like he didn't have a stunning girl standing next to him!" Harry had to admit Pansy was pretty- he only has eyes for Draco so he should never worry

"What are you doing today then?" Pansy cut the tension, like she always did. Shuffling uncomfortably, Draco stiffened slightly at the question. "I'm going to see Laitan." Pansy, Blaise and Harry nodded respectfully to him.
"I'm having a day with Hermione, she-she needs it." Harry stared at the plate expecting Blaise to kick off, but he nodded like he did with Draco.

"Pansy is insisting on taking me to some Muggle bar." He huffed and Pansy kicked him. While Blaise whined about how it hurt, the twins walked over to them.

"Hey guys-" Fred greeted.
"Thought we'd let you know-"
"-we're going next break to start the business."
"We were going to leave after we flew off-"
"-but Ginny needs us right now."
"We brought the joke shop in Diagon alley."
"Renamed it Weasley Wizard Wheezes."
"And we thought you four should know-"
"You'll get half price on everything." Fred ended. They walked off to the other end of the Slytherin table where they sat and joked with the Slytherin team. "I'm never going to get used to that." Blaise sighed grabbing a croissant and french toast.
"Neither am I. They are a special, special pair those two." Pansy piled her playe with the same things.

Today was the day mail came. Owls swooped in from the open window and Pansy's brought her the Daily Prophet. "Why are you still reading that?" Harry growled stabbing his fork into a mushroom.
"It's always good to read about what the enemy think." She unravelled the paper to reveal a photo of the Weasley family on the front. To sum up the waffle it spewed, the story said that Ron died a hero to Bellatrix Lestrange, one of He Who Must Not Be Named trusted servants. They offer condolences to the family and wish them the best.