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[dracolicious]

It's all right, Precious. Papa will come home before you know it, safe and sound.

Why don't we just . . . get away from the telly and have some of the biscuits Papa baked for us today? You can help Daddy give Bean his night-night bottle, too. It's all right. Everything is going to be fine.

Comments

[boywholives]

It's bad, Draco. Almost the entire street is damaged in some way or other.

[dracolicious]

Was anyone else hurt? How did you find these two? Where were they?

[boywholives]

He was in the crowd under a glamour. He had Amelia in a dark blanket, I didn't notice her...he saw me first.

[dracolicious]

Harry . . . do they know who was responsible?

[boywholives]

I don't think we should talk about that right now.

[dracolicious]

Probably not. I need to talk to my godfather first thing in the morning to see what the Order knows.

[boywholives]

After we all sleep a good twelve hours.

[shearly]

I was watching my entire life go up in flames.

[dracolicious]

You still have your lives, which is the most important part. As soon as we heard what had happened. . . .

[shearly]

I know. Harry told me.

[dracolicious]

I reckon you should drag Weasley and the princess up to bed for a snuggle. Sharing a warm bed with your favorite people works like a charm on despair. Come on, then.

[shearly]

Will I ever stop being a burden on you?

[boywholives]

Shane.

[dracolicious]

Probably around the same time I give up bacon for being a burden on my cholesterol levels. Relax, Anderson. I've got potions to help you sleep laid out on the night table.