Atonement of HP

Draco opened his eyes, no, this is not his bedroom.He subconsciously touched the place where he put the snake stick, but found nothing.

Now he was fully awake, sitting up suddenly from the bed, his long platinum hair swaying slightly.

He narrowed his gray-blue eyes, the dark green curtains, the familiar family crest, everything in front of him reminded him of the fact that he had not left Malfoy Manor, the only strange thing was that this was a guest room , and Malfoy Manor, obviously has not had any guests for many years.

"Crack", the sudden sound made Drake's eyes narrow, here it comes, he didn't talk nonsense, and threw it out with a wandless and silent drill.

"Lala... ah!" The house elf's already shrill voice became even shriller.

"Silence and silence." Draco spit out the next spell coldly, no matter who dares to enter Malfoy's house without authorization, he must have the courage to take on the responsibility of trespassing.

However, Draco frowned, ignoring the "pantomime" performed by the house elves. He remembered that he was obviously sleeping in his own bed. Why was he not in the master bedroom but in the guest room when he opened his eyes?

And what about little Scorpius?If he was quietly taken away from the snake stick, what would happen to little Scorpius?

Thinking of his son, Draco's heart twitched. Although he was confessed by his son after Scorpius' first social dance last night, Draco only felt that it was a kind of child's dependence.

Even... Even if the child gave him a hot kiss to prove his maturity.

"Who?" Just as Draco was immersed in his own thoughts, the door suddenly opened, and then he subconsciously used the Disarming Curse, Iron Armor Curse, Stunning Curse, and Cruciatus Curse.

"Oh, what a passionate little guy." Seeing that all his spells were blocked, Drake pursed his lips. The magic power of the other party was extremely deep, and his skills were also among the best.

"I thought that trespassing on a nobleman's manor would not be a good guest." Draco's voice was a little hoarse, and the tension and fear inside could not be heard unless he listened carefully.

A middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes walked in, and Draco quickly recalled the enemies he might have known in his mind, no... he had never seen the person in front of him.

"Who sent you? The Ministry of Magic? Or... the Death Eaters?" Draco backed away, unable to lose his footing.

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, his eyes swept up and down Drake, and Drake frowned. He didn't like others to look at him like this. You know, in the early days of the end of the war, it wasn't that no one wanted to take advantage of the fire to take advantage of this young man. Platinum owner's cheap ones.

Seeing Draco's reaction, the middle-aged man's eyes quickly flashed sullenness, but he quickly suppressed it, "I'm Gellert Grindelwald, welcome to our time and space."

Gellert... Grindelwald? !Drake was dumbfounded all of a sudden, even if he had never met this person, he would know it—the former devil king of Germany, who was later killed by the Dark Lord in order to protect the tomb of the old bee, this is no secret in the wizarding world.

But what did he see now, the living former demon king, and that "our time and space", what is going on?

Drake was a little dazed, but it was also because he didn't feel any malice from the middle-aged man. You must know that during the most difficult years after the war, Drake's sensitivity to people's senses was fully developed.

"Draco." If Gellert's appearance only stunned Drake, this deep and silky voice completely stunned him.

Behind Gellert, a man with long platinum hair and a snake staff walked in slowly, and Draco's eyes turned red when he was familiar with the aria in his soul. "Father..." He murmured, and then he bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, until he tasted his own blood and realized that he was not dreaming.

"Father!" Drake took a few steps forward, and Lucius stood still, waiting for his son from another time and space.

"Welcome home, my little dragon." Lucius showed a smile that belonged to Malfoy. Although it was a different time and space, the feeling of the soul was correct. This was his son, Draco, Draco Malfoy.

With the appearance of Lucius, it is easier to talk about the following things. In order not to irritate Drake too much, the old devil left first, leaving Lucius to explain to Drake.

In fact, the old devil left for another purpose, as far as he observed, Draco's life after the war was probably more difficult than Severus knew.He had to get some air with Abu first, otherwise he couldn't handle the soaring platinum former owner.

"Father, what are you doing?" Draco wanted to say so much to Lucius, he wanted to ask how Lucius survived, why didn't he go home?He wanted to ask where Narcissa went?He wanted to ask Lucius if he knew anything about the later godfather.

But he didn't dare to say a thousand words, and he didn't even dare to touch Lucius. As the head of the Malfoy family who supported the Malfoy family alone after the war, Draco had been independent for too long, and sometimes he didn't dare to hold any hope at all. , because any hope may become his flaw, which will always bring devastating damage.

"Little dragon." Lucius' eyes became softer. He sat on the sofa and patted his side. Draco sat down obediently like a child, ordering and moving.

"You know, I'm your father." Lucius patted Draco's forearm lightly with his hand.

Just at this moment, Drake finally cried aggrievedly, and suddenly took over the panic of the Malfoy family, the pain of the death of his parents, the ups and downs after the war, and the hardship of raising Scorpius alone...all broke out at this moment Come out, Lucius is his only and most trusted father, which is incomparable to Narcissa.Especially since he himself has experienced the hardships of supporting a family, he understands the difficulty behind Lucius pampering him when he was young.

"Father, father... woo woo woo..." Draco sobbed rarely without his aristocratic image, Lucius held this Malfoy who was almost as tall as him in his arms, and kept patting his back with his hands Back, he could feel the bitterness and grievance of Drake.

"The godfather is dead, the mother is dead, and you are gone. They...they want everything from the Malfoy family. I have no choice but to divide a part and close the manor," said Drake, who was touched by the moonlight on Lucius. Surrounded by the smell, I feel like I have returned to my childhood, and these things of these years are vented out of control, "But it still doesn't work, they don't let the doctor come to Malfoy's house, so Alsa died of dystocia, I took Little Scorpius lives by himself. I am not a qualified father, and Little Scorpius killed someone by mistake."

Drake didn't realize that Lucius' face became ugly as he narrated. He had heard his partner's description, and had some guesses about Drake's situation, but he didn't expect it. The facts were worse than what he could imagine more tragic.

"I'm scared, really, father, I'm really scared, it's too different from the environment you gave me when I was a child. But I can't help it, I know that little scorpion didn't do it on purpose, he is a good boy, he I'm just afraid." Yes, Draco knew his son, he had only grown up with his son in Malfoy Manor since he was a child, if he hadn't panicked, he wouldn't have killed Ron's youngest son by mistake, but Draco didn't No choice, he was a selfish Slytherin, between hurting his own son and concealing the cause of Ron's son's death, he chose the latter without hesitation.

"I know, Dragon, you did a good job." Lucius would make the same choice, so he would tell Draco over and over again that he did nothing wrong, "I'm so proud of you." The highest reward that Draco can have, the crying just released the negative emotions that Draco had squeezed for many years. After the release, people naturally felt a little tired. He pushed Lucius away with some embarrassment, leaned back On the sofa.

Lucius didn't mind the mess on his robes either, he asked the house-elf to get some milk, and then made Draco drink some to calm him down. "I think there's one more person you need to meet before I start explaining."

Draco relaxed his mind, sure he felt safe next to Lucius. "Father, who is it?"

Lucius snapped his fingers, and the door opened again, and a man in a black wizard robe stood expressionlessly at the door.Obsidian eyes filled with holes, not an emotional response but the result of Occlumency.

"Teach...Godfather?!" Draco almost jumped up from the sofa, but fell down quickly due to the weakness of his hands and feet. In a blink of an eye, Draco's face turned pale, "Who are you, why are you pretending to be me? His father and godfather?!" The godfather is dead, this is a fact, and the appearance of Snape also pierced a dream that Draco didn't want to wake up-Lucius was already dead, there was no Maybe he survived because he was greedy for the sense of security his father gave him.

Lucius looked helplessly at the guilt, self-loathing, pain, and fear coming from his partner's soul... After facing Draco's guarded face, he finally said, "This is what I want to explain to you, Xiaolong, we live in another time and space, please allow me to introduce, Lucius Malfoy." He saluted, and Draco was drawn back to the reflexive salute, "And my partner, Si Forrest Prince Malfoy, perhaps you are more familiar with his name before he came here - Severus Snape, your godfather."