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The dying light of the sunset filtered through the stained glass of Malfoy Manor, casting amber hues across the dust motes that danced in the stagnant air. Silence had become a permanent resident here, heavy and suffocating, having usurped the echoes of Scorpius's laughter and racing footsteps. Draco leaned against the doorframe of the boy's bedroom, watching you fold the same robe over and over again. Her fingers moved with a meticulous, desperate grace, as if she could touch the ghost of a memory. He had remained silent for hours, but when she finally retreated to the drawing room and rested her head upon his shoulder, he knew the true silence was only just beginning. With a soft sigh, he closed his book, marking the page, and felt the weight of the moment shifting. —Would you like us…