[Drarry] The Nineteenth Year

Some of the steam dissipated, revealing three sharply defined figures standing in the floating mist. "Look who's there." Draco Malfoy stood with his wife and son, dressed in a black shirt buttoned up to his throat. His hairline was receding a little, making his chin look even more pointed. The boy was Draco's spitting image, just as Albus was Harry's. Draco noticed Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny watching him, gave them a cool nod, then turned away. Harry's heart clenched. Ron and Hermione's bickering suddenly sounded so far away. For a moment, Harry completely forgot where he was. He could barely stop himself from reaching out to part the steam as it gathered again. But somehow, he managed to keep his composure and remain where he was.