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“Dad wasn’t always good like you, was he Mum?” Lyra sat across from her Mother at the dining room table, breakfast set out before them. Draco had left for work barely ten minutes ago, while Scorpius sat between the pair. He was staring down at his plate, sending his sister a warning frown when she spoke. Hermione was taken aback for a moment, sparing a glance in her sons direction. “Wherever did you get that idea?” A nervous chuckle bubbled up her throat. Lyra was about to answer, when Scorpius dropped his spoon and a loud clatter echoed around the room. “I told her, because it’s true.” He sent his Mother a glare, and she froze momentarily. It reminded her so much of the glares Draco sent her in their early Hogwarts years, causing her to shiver uncomfortably. “We’ve talked about this, Scorpius.” The witch stood from her chair, walking around the table to crouch beside Lyra. Her son knew about the past, but her daughter did not. Well, there was no time like the present. “Your Father has always been good, sweetheart.” Hermione tucked a few strands of hair behind Lyra’s ear, eyes lingering on the blonde locks for a moment. “It took him a few years to realise, but everything he did, he did for his family. If that’s not good, then I don’t know what is.”
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