thattimeofthemonth | Open RP Post

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?"

He was still looking. While he had his heart set on being a healer, he still wanted to look at other possibilities. "Er....I have plans tomorrow night." He gave a somewhat sheepish/embarrassed grin at the mention of it.

"I was thinking about checking on my parents in the morning to see how everyone is doing. I'm a little surprised we haven't heard any complaints yet--even if it's only been a day."

"Ahhh..." Remus sounded knowingly, looking pleased by the fact that in truth, Draco actually had made some friends. There was the faint twinge in his heart that Tonks had put there, that maybe Draco was actually doing things he shouldn't have been and Remus was trusting him too much. But no, he believed that even a Malfoy deserved another chance. Draco, who had only been a child through the whole of it, he wanted to believe deserved one even more.

"You're more than welcome to go back and check on everyone. I have to admit, I'm a bit surprised as well, but given the start of things, that might be why. Narcissa, I'm hoping, is giving Melinda at least some sort of real chance... but I keep secretly fearing seeing someone's face in the fire and panicked calls."

Draco was trying to stay on the right path. Right now the challenge was learning to hide who he was. It was a big learning experience for him. He wanted to prove to everyone and most of all himself he deserved the chance.

"My mother is probably trying to give her a chance, but it's probably hard for her to do this. She's used to being the one to run the house and rarely relying on others for help. She will have a hard time following what Melinda has to say." Draco frowned slighty. He also watched her slowly take away his father's freedom believing she was helping. Only it was putting a strain on the family as a whole. His father was getting more upset each time he was not allowed to do something or had to be constantly watched. "I will find out tomorrow."

"Do you want me to come, or think you can manage it on your own?" Giving Draco the choice. He didn't eant Draco to feel babied, but also offering him support if he needed it. Really, Remus was a good man to be a father or a teacher; too bad the latter couldn't happen and the former only was happening now. For him, though, his life was better than it ever had been since he was in school.

"I think I should be fine," Draco responded in a confident tone. He was appreaciative of the support. In worse case scenario he can always call for help. He hoped it wouldn't be necessary.

"Do I have to follow any curfew here?" Draco questioned. He realized it was never discussed. He wasn't sure how Tonks would feel of him coming in at various times at night... Especially with Teddy. And them there was the fact of the full moon.

Remus gave a small, confirming nod to Draco's confidence about going home and decided for now, he'd make sure he was somewhere near the fire while Draco did so... just in case. Then Draco dropped a question that honestly, Remus hadn't entirely thought of. It felt like this whole situation was some strange practice for when Teddy was a teenager, really. So Remus thought about it for a short time, trying to balance everything.

"The night of the moon, be home early or stay with your parents," he finally said on the more blunt side, looking to the younger man. "Tonks will have up protective and silencing spells to keep the Muggles innocent of what's going on and to let Teddy sleep, but she won't want to have them broken. Other than that..."

Remus went silent again, thinking, before suggesting, "do you know how to cast a proper silencing charm?" Given that it was in the Hogwarts regime, he hoped so, but he didn't want to take any chances.

Draco gave a nod of understanding. He was glad he had asked about this. While he had no curfew at home (back when things had been decent) he thought it wise to ask here. That would mean he would probably go back home tomorrow night since meeting Jake wasn't going to be till in the evening. He doubted he would be back early enough from that.

"I can produce a silencing a charm," Draco replied. He had to use it quite often at school to keep others from eavesdropping or a certain Chosen One from snooping in. Often enough he neglected to use them or felt it was too noisy that others wouldn't notice. Or when he and his mother needed to talk and fellow Death Eaters were around.

"I think so long as you silence yourself coming in, there won't be an issue. However... Please keep in mind this means we're putting quite a bit of trust in you." A moment of seriousness there. It meant Draco would be returning when they were asleep. "I'll make sure the protection charms allow you in."

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