After -Drarry COMPLETE

Chapter 59

—Draco POV—

"What was it like? Being a death eater, I mean." My jaw tensed, and it took a few seconds to respond.

"Stressful." I answered truthfully.

"Well... I mean, what did it feel like?" He clarified. I took a tired breath.

"Is it alright if we have this conversation... tomorrow? I would like to continue sleeping." I said with an exhausted and weary tone.

"Right. Sorry." He replied. I sighed softly.

"It's alright. Try for some sleep. Goodnight."

"Goodnight"

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"Are you ready to talk about it?" Asked Harry, I looked up at him, mouth full with a bite of partially chewed sandwich. He was looking at me shyly, rubbing his right wrist.

"Sorry. I'll let you finish." He said looking down at his lap, letting go of his wrist. I finished chewing, then swallowed, before taking a sip of water.

"What's he asking about dada?" I turned to Scorpius.

"It's nothing concerning you. Do you think you could go to your room and play for a moment while we speak? Do you want me to set up a movie?" I asked him, avoiding eye contact with Harry.

"I'll go play with my toys." He said, getting up slowly. I stopped him.

"Scorpius. Don't go getting ideas. This is an adult conversation. Understand?" I clarified, looking at him with a piercing gaze.

"Okay."

"Thank you. Now go play. I love you." I gave him a quick hug, and then ushered him away.

"You need to talk to him eventually." Commented Harry as soon as Scorpius was gone.

"He doesn't need to know how stupid his father was. He doesn't need to know about his family." I answered, expressionless.

"It's important though-"

"No. What's important was your side of the story. I don't need his image of me being tainted. I'm his father. He doesn't need to look up to a monster." I snapped, holding back the pant of guilt in my chest, and ignoring the hairs in the back of my neck standing stiff. I picked up my sandwich for another bite.

"So..." he continued warily. I involuntarily eyed him threateningly. "About-"

"Why are you asking about this so suddenly?" I interrupted, clearly annoyed that the topic ever had to exist.

"Well- You were never like the others... I could tell. You always hesitated. You looked uncomfortable... and scared."

"But why now?" I pressed, with ever increasing agitation.

"I thought of it... after you said you understood what it was like feeling trapped. I figured it had to do with that... I'm sorry if that was wr-"

"No. You're right." I said shortly, looking down at my plate.

"Why are you getting all defensive all of a sudde-"

"Because." I bit. It was then that I realized I was beginning to shake. I clenched my hand into a fist to calm down, I noticed Harry move slightly. I glared up at him.

"I'm not going to do anything to you." I said bitterly.

"I never said-"

"I can see it. I'm not like that anymore, you don't have to-" I was cut off by the sound of moving behind me, I whipped my head over, noticing Scorpius in the corner. I got up, fuming, with a stern scolding on my mind, but was held back harshly by Harry.