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[golden_line]

And here we have a Narcissa, holding a baby and looking very confused. She knows it's her baby, but doesn't know how the baby came to be, or whose it even is

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[dracoslytherin]

Mother...?

[golden_line]

Draco! Thank Merlin! *hurries to him and huge him tightly with the arm not holding a baby* Are you alright? What's going on here?

[dracoslytherin]

Going on? With what? *frowns at the baby before looking at her almost suspiciously* What happened to you, Mother..?

OOC: Sorry for the triple post! Had to fix the typo.

[golden_line]

*and the baby is sound asleep* I don't know, Draco. I can't remember a thing. I think I remember arriving at this place... *looks around, and slowly nods* Yes, I do. But other than that, not a thing. What's happened?

Typist: Not a problem :)

[dracoslytherin]

Plenty. *he pauses, pursing his lips as if annoyed about something then appears to pull himself together again and remain impassive* You can't remember anything? You have been here over a year...

[golden_line]

*stares* Over a year? How is that possible?

[dracoslytherin]

*is wary of teling her too much too fast* It appears that someone has tampered with your memory... Yes, you have been here over a year. Much has happened. *gives a pointed look at the baby in her arms then back up to her* And I am.. was... am married.

[golden_line]

Yes, I can see th-- *blinks* Married? To who?

[dracoslytherin]

*narrows his eyes and says tightly* It's not important.

[golden_line]

*looks into his eyes, her own full of maternal worry, then touches his cheek wordlessly and tenderly*

[dracoslytherin]

*lowers his eyes for a moment before taking a deep breath and changing the subject back to her* Did someone harm you, Mother? There is nothing you can remember after your arrival at this.. infernal place?

[golden_line]

*will let it drop, for now, because he clearly doesn't want to talk about it* *tries to remember* I don't.... I don't think anyone did. I've been trying to remember.... but all that comes to me is some vague, fuzzy memories of ... Nicholas being born. But they don't make any sense.

[dracoslytherin]

But you feel.. well otherwise? *looks at her closely*

[golden_line]

*nods* I feel fine. Well, as fine as can be expected, considering that I... *confused look returns* I apparently gave birth about a month ago. *holds Nicholas a little closer*

[dracoslytherin]

I really don't know very much about that... *his distaste for the baby is showing rather plainly, he almost looks jealous at her affection for Nicholas*

Much has happened. I am no longer at school, for one thing.

[golden_line]

*looks back and forth between Draco and Nicholas* Surely he isn't so bad, Draco? He looks a little like you. And... *frowns a little in concentration* I think I named him after you. *nods* Nicholas Draco.

-- you left Hogwarts? Why?