[HP Deha] [Authorized translation] Forgot or not

But when they got back to their home in Grimmauld Place, Hermione was pacing up and down the kitchen. "Aren't you going to say hello before you come?" Draco said surprised when he saw her.

"How?" Hermione ignored Draco's question.

Harry and Ron explained what they had said to Kingsley and described his reaction vividly.And of course how Draco threatened Kingsley, and Hermione gave Draco a hard elbow when he heard this.

"After Draco left the office, Kingsley decided what would happen to us." Harry frowned.

"What did he say?" Hermione's Draco asked in unison.

"He put me back as Head of the Auror Office, and Ron had to retrain for a month," Harry replied, "but I told him I didn't want to be Head of the Auror Office, and I told him My intention to resign."

"You're not saying what I mean, are you?" Hermione gasped.

"I am, I told him I had thought about it weeks before the accident happened. Working at the Ministry of Magic is no longer fun for Swan, and I want to be with my family."

"But you've worked so hard to become Head of the Auror Office, why did you throw it all away?" Hermione raised her voice.

"You know, I asked myself the same thing when I lost my memory. Even now I'm not [-] percent sure it was the right decision, but I just know I want to," Harry felt Draco He took his hand, "I recommended Ron as my successor, and he will be able to take office after a month of training."

"So, everyone's happy?" Hermione smiled.

Harry nodded: "Everything is back on track now."

"Not everything," Draco said, "I need to talk to my father about it."

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Draco came to his father's study again and waited for him to come back. He had already thought about what to say to his father between the bookshelves.He thought about reorganizing the language, but changed his mind when he realized how time-consuming it was.

He sat on the chair behind the desk, knocked his legs on the desk, and the chair swayed slightly with his body.Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a photo on the desk, and he reached for it with his arm.It was a photo of him and his father at his wedding. They were not small, but they gave people a warm feeling.

"How many times have I told you not to put your legs on my desk?" Lucius came in from the hallway as Draco looked at the photo.

Draco lowered his legs and put the photo back in place.

"Are you here to break into the Ministry for the second time?" Lucius said wearily.

"Better not," Draco muttered, "I just hope we clear up the misunderstanding and get along peacefully."

Lucius sat in his usual chair, one leg crossed over the other. "Haven't we had a conversation like this before?"

Draco sighed wearily: "Can't you just talk to me?"

"We did talk."

"Am I wasting my own time?" Draco said to himself.

"Why are you playing charades, Draco? Speak clearly." Lucius also became a little annoyed.

"Can't you just tell me you accept me?"

"I never said I didn't accept you."

"You never said you accepted."

"Draco, you're an adult. You don't need your father's blessing for everything about you. I never cared what my father thought of your mother, he didn't like her, but it didn't affect my life with her ’ Lucius gazed at his son and sighed, “Why is this so important to you?”

"Because I want to hear, 'Well done son, you've got the right guy.' I want you to be there for us when we're fucked."

Lucius sat up quickly: "Child?"

"Yes, Harry and I have decided to adopt a child," Draco admitted to someone for the first time.

"Really?" Lucius smiled to Draco's surprise.

"Yes, Father." Draco confirmed.

Lucius leaned back in his chair, still smiling, which confused Draco even more.

After a few minutes, Lucius finally spoke: "I have no doubt that you and Harry will be a good pair of fathers, but will you and Harry have no time to take care of the children if you and Harry both go to work?"

"Well, Harry has resigned." Lucius raised an eyebrow at Draco's words.

"He resigned from the Ministry of Magic?"

"Yes, he wishes he could be more considerate of his family," Draco laughed at Lucius' reaction, "I've also decided to change my current job."

"I'm going to be a planner," Draco said proudly.

"Oh, Salazar, can you be more gay?" Lucius snorted.

Draco found himself laughing instead of contradicting his father: "Trust me, I know this."

"Well, I think it's obvious that every time you hear the word celebrate, you can't help but blow up balloons."

Draco and Lucius laughed in a way they hadn't laughed so much since he went to Hogwarts.

"I do accept you, you know, Draco," Lucius said after a few minutes.

"Really?" Draco asked with a smile.

"Years ago, I just didn't think we needed to talk about it deeply," Lucius admitted, "but I think, if it's really important to you, then yes, I accept you , whether it’s who you are, or what weird job you like.”

Draco was struck by the compliment in his tone, the best thing he could have wanted from Lucius.

"Thank you."

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On his way out of Malfoy Manor, he met his mother, who was talking to Pansy.They were pointing at the things beside them and chatting happily, nodding in agreement.

"Draco, I didn't expect to see you at this hour." His mother noticed him standing in the doorway.

"Hello, Mom, I don't want to disturb your conversation, I just go to the study to find my father." Draco replied, accepting the hug and kiss from his mother.

"It's not an argument anymore, I hope? Your father almost broke down after you left that day, I think," she said. "You know how worried he is about you."

This made Draco snort, "We've explained everything, what are you talking about?" He finally turned to Pansy and asked.

"Oh, Pansy was looking for a suitable venue for her and Blaise's wedding. I told her that she might come to the manor to see if it was suitable. After all, your garden wedding is beautiful."

A thought jumped into Draco's mind, and the smile on his lips widened.He handed Pansy a brand new business card: "I'd love to be your wedding planner, maybe even give you a discount for old friends."

"Oh, seriously, Blaise keeps saying how incredible your parties and weddings are. He's always saying that's what you're supposed to do," Pansy said happily.

"That's what I thought too. I guess the only thing I have to worry about is what people think," Draco admitted.

"Those things don't make sense, Draco. Everyone wants you to be successful in the field you love, and your father even worried because you were quite miserable as the head of the project." His mother smiled sweetly.

"Everyone knows I'm pretty miserable?" Draco asked in shock.

"Brace and I know that," Pencey admitted, "but we're both rooting for you to do what you want, and we're glad you planned our wedding, it takes a lot of stress off my shoulders."

"Great, maybe we can talk about arrangements the next time you and Blaise come to couples night," Draco suggested.

"Oh, we haven't had a couple's night in ages since... don't mind it," Pansy said, and Draco understood what she was about to say.

"It's okay, Pansy. Harry has his memory back," Draco said with a smile.

"Oh, that's big news," she screamed. "How does this Friday sound?"

"I'm fine, I'll tell Ron and Hermione." Draco and his mother gave a goodbye hug before leaving the manor.

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