thattimeofthemonth | Open RP Post

From Jake's POV, Draco seemed the type. Well put together, seemed interested, so he took the chance. He gifted Draco with a warm smile before he gave a quick two fingered wave. "See you then."

With that he ducked back into Ed's house, leaving Draco to return back. Remus was waiting, a map spread on the table that moved as he shifted it with his fingers. He looked up and gave a quick smile. "Had a good day? You missed tea so I figured you found something that caught your interest." Trusting, more than he probably should.

"Yeah, I meet some kids my age." Draco hesitantly replied as he joined Remus at the table. "They seemed like an interesting group. I'm just a little conflicted since I'm realizing that all I was taught to believe in was so...misguided? I'm not sure what to think."

He gave a curious glance at the map. "What's going on?"

"A group of Muggles??" Remus' brows went up before a grin split his lips. "I'm glad to hear that! It's very different around here but kids are kids no matter what culture they're from." He nudged out a chair out with his toe so that Draco could sit down with him.

"I'm not sure what you were taught, but... the thing you should know most is that. They're still people, in the end." He leaned back, looking over the map. "Shacklebolt wanted to update their maps with information on where I knew werewolves were in hiding. Odd bit of a request but happy enough to help."

"I just don't like the idea of having to make so many stories. Especially if I'm trying to earn their trust." Draco responded. Yeah, he was used to lying and giving answers people wanted...but that never established a sincere friendship. This time he just wanted to be himself. He sat down and studied the map, rather curious to know the locations himself.

"Do you think there might be something going on with them? Even with out Greyback to stir up trouble, don't they usually keep to themselves?"

"Unfortunately, that is one of the difficulties of being friends with Muggles," Remus said knowingly, looking with concern towards Draco. "But if you're as honest as you can be, it's the best you can do while protecting us as a whole."

He shifted the map, revealing an X hovering slightly over the map. "I don't know. They..." he hesitated, looking down, before saying quietly, "they live a horrible life. They're the lowest rung, poor, suffering. They're hunted. Scraping out a life and put down further by Wizards, so on top of the curse, they hate Wizards even more."

He gave a defeated nod, understanding why they had to keep it a secret. It was clear he didn't like it. This had been something he had never dreamed of having to do...hide the fact of something he had been proud of being.... a wizard. Out of everything he had done...this was the one thing he could connect with and be proud of.

Draco frowned as he focused on what Remus had said while he studied the map before him. He knew it was people like his family who were partially responsible for treating Werewolves like they are now. He just wondered if things would have been different should they had been given more help and treated with more respect.

"Is he going to have you reach out to them?" he asked after a long pause.

Remus didn't miss Draco's expression about having to hide that he was a wizard. For him, it was a mixed feeling about that reaction - first, because he could understand it personally. He was proud of being a wizard, given what else he was, and he cared for both cultures both Wizard and Muggle having grown up with both. However... it also was a bit of a cautionary concern, because there had been so many talks about how wizards shouldn't have to hide, particularly among the pure-blooded families, because they were superior to Muggles in the eyes of many. Third, because he wasn't sure he believed there needed to be a divide, despite the fact that he well knew Muggles would most likely grow angry, bitter, or jealous about having been hidden from this world-in-their-world all this time and not having magic themselves. Squibs showed those same attitudes too many times for it not to be a fear.

For now though, he focused on the problem at hand. "I doubt it. Too many of them learned the truth about my being a wizard during the Battle for it to be safe for me to go out to them, but I don't know why he would be trying now, either. There's a lot more to worry about than this, so I'm wondering if they've been having trouble again with a particular set."

Draco was so far behind in the wizard news. After his family went into hiding they didn't bother to keep up. Remus had been the one to update them on a lot of things, but Draco knew there was still a lot he had missed out on. However, with what Remus explained, his first theory was possibly correct.

"Would there be anyway I can help with this, if that is indeed the case?" he hesitantly asked.

That brought a visible hesitation from Remus. "You're still a bit young for that," he said cautiously, though he'd been working for the Order from that age. Werewolves were a different matter than most, though. "Besides, I'm not sure what's going on with it. Hoping next time we meet, he'll provide more information."

He leaned back with a sigh. "Things had been quiet since the Battle, so the idea of trouble coming up is a surprise from that end of things."

Draco bit back a protest, but knew that his efforts would be wasted. It also didn't help that Remus's patience wasn't the best right now.

"Perhaps, they've been using this time to plan something. All of you would be worried about getting the aftermath taken care of leaving them alone. Not many would be paying attention to them anyway. This would be a time to plan if that's what they are doing." Draco suggested after some thought.

"Unfortunately, I don't know anything more than what I've told you. If they're starting something, they most likely will end up sending a host of Aurors down to stop them." And from the look on Remus' face, he was torn on how he felt about that. "I'm not so sure it's the best recourse, though. But Shacklebolt might just need the information to keep an eye on them. I can't leap to conclusions."

Draco nodded. He couldn't help but feel like an annoyance. Remus gave him the answers he had, which was better them nothing. If this had been with the Death Eaters, he wouldn't have been told. He was only involved with the Dark Lord felt it necessary. Usually to humilate his family.

"So this is more of a waiting game then?" Draco replied after a while, debating if he should say anything.

"I'm not particularly high on the food chain, you realize? They don't tell me very much unless I'm in the need to know." Remus gave a bit of a shrug, not looking terribly offended by his existence. He could tell something was bothering Draco, but he wasn't entirely sure on the why side of things.

"I can relate to that," he responded and then tried to go a different direction. "If I can't help now...what can I do to be of more use?" He asked hoping to get some kind of guidance. He knew there was the possibility of working to be a Healer, but that wouldn't be for a while. In the mean time he still wanted to be useful and not be an annoyance--which their current discussion had made him feel.

"Before I came here, I spent a lot of time practicing various spells and brushing up on ones I wasn't too great at. I didn't have much else to do.

I think it amused my father though, that it took having nothing to do for me to finally start practicing when he spent most of the school years berating me for not practicing and paying attention. On his good days he would even show me a few things."

"Hmmm." Remus' eyes closed as he thought about it, turning possibilities over before he suddenly looked up. "If you don't mind feeling a bit like you've returned to school, I could continue your education. Not just in spells, but Tonks permitting, there are things wizards rarely get to see. Somewhat more limited on the latter thanks to Teddy, but still."

"Do I have to write long reports or is this going to just be hands on work?" Draco asked. He hated doing book work the most and did better doing the actual task. He was forever often putting that work to the last minute. Once in a while he got lucky and could con Pansy into helping him, but that was rare. He didn't waste his time with Crabbe and Goyle. Their grades were horrible and often flailing last minute like him.

He was curious about what it was that Remus could offer. This sounded like it would be more interesting then being in a classroom.

Remus' brows went up, then he laughed. A real, honest laugh that had the corners of his eyes wrinkled up. He gave a shake of his head, then looked up to Draco. "I don't mean that much like school. Besides, your parchments were always poor... I don't need that at my age." Teasing both Draco a touch and himself.

"I meant more hands on work. Spell learning by doing it."

Draco couldn't help but smile, pleased to see Remus laughing and didn't mind the tease. He knew his work was bad. He was relieved to know he didn't have to do any of that busy work. He was excited by the idea of being able to learn more spell work.

"That sounds a lot better," Draco replied.

"Mind you, there are reasons we have you do that work." Remus gave Draco a look. "You might not believe me, but there are. Children tend to be foolish and not take learning a new spell with the respect and focus it requires, thus research and learning can help to take some of that. However, the other point being that it's an attempt to teach young wizards that focus along with responsibility. While you are learning the base of your magical knowledge and the knowledge of the spell, you are wielding a double-edged sword in your favor."

But Remus paused, then leaned back with a chuckle. "Though I doubt many a student would care for such thoughts on the matter. I know none of my mates ever did."

"Sounds like something my father would say. He was always strict on my schooling and believed knowledge to be power. He would even study things most wouldn't see him do." Draco replied, as he hinted at the idea of his father studying various Muggle theories and views just to have a basic idea. He was one never to like being caught off guard or looking foolish.

Remus thought on his next words carefully before he spoke, visibly turning it over before speaking. "Your father is right, in a sense. Knowledge is power. When you know an enemy's weakness before going into a fight, you don't need to fight as hard or as quick as they will. An advantage. Same going to learn a spell, isn't it? If you understand how it works, it doesn't take as long to perfect it. It still will only get you so far, though. Your enemy might just be that much quicker than you and you won't be able to get to his weakness. Never learning the flick of the wand means you could otherwise know the spell perfectly and never be able to perform it correctly. The two must go hand in hand for the best possible outcome. Does that make sense?"

"I suppose if you put it in those terms it makes sense." Draco replied after giving it some thought. This was also probably why his father was really good at dueling. He knew what to look for before others could react. His father had always been calculative. "Having someone else show you what to do doesn't give you the full picture basically."

"Pretty much. Together," he clasped his hands together pointedly, bringing the two sides together, "it makes the strongest wizards. The strongest men. It's how we come together to make ourselves the people we are, but... the degrees in which we do it makes us better or worse." He gave a faint smile, a different kind from before, something harder to understand. Something more difficult.

"Some people... never manage it."

"Mainly in what areas we choose to focus on the most?" He frowned slightly trying to understand Remus's expression. No doubt it was probably dealing with the past. He refrained from questioning not wanting to upset Remus.

It looked as if he wasn't going to escape doing any book work though. If he wanted to improve, he was going to have to read. "I suppose I better retrieve my books from home then...." Draco said with a pout. Most of them had been tossed aside in a corner of his room, collecting dust.

"Everyone has to chose what they're going to do in life. That call of their life, a goal. You're still looking for yours, I think, but it's good to keep in mind." He stood up, stretching. "Probably easier to find it when you're younger, though." A little chuckle, there.

"It can wait a bit. We'll pick things up when you go back again to see your parents." Another smile, easier this time, "...unless you have plans with your new friends?"

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