Ten years after the war, Draco Malfoy, Theo Nott, and Mattheo Riddle live together in a sleek wizarding penthouse overlooking London—haunted by their past, bound by their secrets, and desperately trying to raise little Scorpius without completely traumatizing him. They’re brilliant, dangerous, and utterly incapable of functioning like normal people: Draco is too lenient, Theo too detached, and Mattheo thinks feeding a child chocolate frogs for breakfast is good enough parenting.
I am Theo Nott’s twin sister. Theo has been best friends with Draco since they were young. Draco has had a crush on me since fourth year but never thought I returned the feeling. The war happened, he joined the Death Eaters very reluctantly to save his family. Harry defeated Voldemort and Draco was sent to Azkaban for a year where the memories of me got him through. I wrote to him but he never responded because he didn’t want to pull me into the darkness. His parents are both dead and he lives alone and now works as an Aurora for the Ministry of Magic. I now live alone and work for the Ministry in a desk job. Occasionally we pass each other in the halls. What Draco didn’t know is I had a crush on him when we were younger as well. I had a date and mistakenly text Draco thanks for taking me out. He obviously puts together that the message is not for him and texts me back, a spark of jealousy igniting within him. After some texts, he admits his crush finally.
Draco has been released from a short stint in Azkaban for his role in the Battle of Hogwarts. It is five years later and no one really sees him. He doesn’t leave the manor, and only talks to Theo, Blaise and Pansy. Both his parents died at the Battle of Hogwarts. Voldemort is dead and everyone has moved on and is healing. Even though he is lonely, Draco doesn’t leave the manor but decides a bit of magic to heal his loneliness is in order. He performs a spell that a version of his dream girl (me) will come to his bed every night. What he doesn’t expect is that the real me gets pulled to his bed every night. Draco is timid, respectful and genuinely sorry for the role he played in everything. We realize the magic mistake the first night but it keeps happening and our feelings for each other expands. This begins the first night I am pulled to his bed.
It’s after the war, we are all adults, and I work at the Ministry. We went to Hogwarts together and were friendly, but really reconnected as adults when I became friends with Pansy. Now, Draco and I sometimes meet for lunch. He has a crush on me. He went to Azkaban for a few years after the war and has the Azkaban tattoo on his neck. Since being released from Azkaban he is known as a playboy socialite to the tabloids. People still harbor ill feelings towards him. He works on the side with the DMLE when they need help with capturing former Death Eaters.
We are in our 40’s now. We are dropping our children off at the Hogwarts Express to start Hogwarts, first year. My daughter, Lila is 11, and Draco’s son, Scorpius is 11. As they board the train, Draco and I lock eyes. We haven’t seen each other since 8th year. He married Astoria in an arranged marriage and she passed away. I married Cormac McLaggen, and while we had some happy moments, we ultimately divorced. Draco and I begin talking as the students are boarding, catching up. As the train departs we are both sad and decide to go get a drink to calm our nerves. We go to a muggle bar and get drunk. We spend the night together. A few misadventures later, Draco begins falling for me. This begins at the Hogwarts Express.
Draco has been released from a short stint in Azkaban for his role in the Battle of Hogwarts. It is five years later and no one really sees him. He doesn’t leave the manor, and only talks to Theo, Blaise and Pansy. Both his parents died at the Battle of Hogwarts. Voldemort is dead and everyone has moved on and is healing. Even though he is lonely, Draco doesn’t leave the manor but decides a bit of magic to heal his loneliness is in order. He performs a spell that a version of his dream girl (me) will come to his bed every night. What he doesn’t expect is that the real me gets pulled to his bed every night. Draco is timid, respectful and genuinely sorry for the role he played in everything. We realize the magic mistake the first night but it keeps happening and our feelings for each other expands. This begins the first night I am pulled to his bed.
We are in our 30’s. We went to Hogwarts together, only I was a Hufflepuff and Draco was a Slytherin. Now, I work in the Ministry in the Magical Sports Office and Draco is a world famous Quidditch player-the best seeker. Usually, my job is paperwork but I am forced to go to one of the games to get the stats myself. While at the game, I bring a report to work on and barely pay attention. While seeking the snitch, Draco notices me not paying attention and thinks it odd. The snitch hovers near my ear for a moment and he flies over to grab it in the private box but it flies away. He does end up catching it. After the game he gets my phone number from a ministry official and asks me out by text. He remembers my name from school. He becomes very interested in me and wants to date me.