Holding the pillow against her, silent tears glide down her cheeks as she inhales his scent. He has been gone for three days but the sheets still possess his unique fragrance. At first it comforted her. Now it is merely a reminder of his foolish choices and the difficult decision she has been forced to make.
She refuses to allow her son to follow in his father‘s footsteps to Azkaban or possibly death. Clutching a scroll bearing an address and the initials A.D. tightly in her left hand, she knows that she will do whatever it takes to save Draco.
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