‘ you’re in no condition to be walking around. ’
“—Draco.”
He couldn’t help but let out a small huff from his lips. BEING TOLD WHAT to do by his own son made him confused and very — concerned. ( when in this world did Draco care so much about his well being? )even so, he couldn’t help but stare over at the boy for the moment and soon titled his head slowly. As much as he wanted to move from his seat, he couldn’t help but sit there. His neck was still killing him, and he couldn’t do much about it.
Though the longer he did sit there he couldn’t help but let out another sigh. Resting back into the chair he knew none of this was good for him – laying in his bed would have been better, but his back was killing him and he couldn’t be laying down any longer. But he had also guessed Draco was the replacement for his mother why she was out. Not that he didn’t mind or anything – she could be worst, but he couldn’t help but sigh that left his lips as he looked down to the ground.
“ you don’t have to worry about me Draco I believe I can take care of myself none the less.”
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