day 12: 484 WHO: Draco MalfoyUKR and Narcissa Blackcolor WHEN: Monday morning WHERE: Beach WHAT: Showing Mum how to use a camera WARNINGS: none?
Another mum here, another mum to disappoint. At least that's how Draco felt. He hadn't spoken to the other version of his mother in a while, but part of him didn't really see the point in doing so. She wasn't his mother, and he wasn't what she was hoping for in a son. He was so different than her expectations, switching sides and falling in love with a Muggleborn. How could someone so engrained in the pureblood lifestyle as she be able to accept a son like that? Why was he stupid enough to think that she would? And why would this Narcissa be any different?
Maybe she would be. From what Draco could tell so far, she was from a world remarkably similar to his own, so reason stood that she would be similar to his own mother, yes? He hoped so. It seemed silly for a grown man to miss his mother like he did, but it wasn't something that could be helped. Draco loved his mother, almost more than he loved his wife, and missing her was something that he had learned to deal with. But now... with her here, or at least a version of her, maybe he didn't have to miss her as much anymore.
He hoped he would still feel the same way after he told her his story. He had to get it off his chest. She had to know about him, and what happened, right up front. Better to have her make her judgements now before anyone got too attached. Yes, it was better this way.
Waking up, Draco looked around his room and sighed, heading to get dressed. He had chosen not to stay in a beach cabin, preferring to remain in the compound. This was largely because of Hermione. Draco had always wanted to take her to a place like this, and being here without her... it didn't seem fair. He spent part of every day on the beach, but if he stayed out too long, it got him thinking too hard about what might have been, and he didn't enjoy that. He held hope that Hermione would return to the Compound every day, and the disappointment sleep brought each day was really wearing him down. He had Ginny and Dudley here to cheer him up a bit, but he preferred not to go on and on about how much he really was missing his wife, not even to Dudley. No, he kept it mostly to himself, trying to focus on other things. Like his new mother, for instance.
Draco brushed his hair and grabbed the camera off the dresser and went for a small bite of breakfast in the cafeteria before heading to the pier. Leaning against a post, he snapped a few shots of the ocean and the exterior of the Compound itself as he waited for his mother to join him.