Spotted a ghostly field mouse with a seed
Thank you and for your help at mine

`ه `ه GoOd NiGhT SpRiNkLeS`ه `ه
`ه ه ` ه ه `ه ه ه`` ه ه` ه ƸӜƷ ه`ه
ه ه `ه ` ƸӜƷ `ه ه` ه `ه ه `ه ه ` ه ه`
✿.. .❀ ..✿..❀. .✿. .❀ .✿. .❀
|/.. |/.. |/..|/. .|/ ..|/ .|/ ..|/
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Ghost xx

💕 🌼¸. Helllo
🌼 ৲(🍃💕*¨`*🐝

Harry, having heard Draco's idea devised a safe way to shield them against the incendio curse and made sure that both his son and Draco's were protected when multiple curses hit the inside and outside of the magical suitcase. Fire, as fierce as a dragon's breath, engulfed everything around their bubbles of protection, levitating in the air. Within minutes, it was over. The sand creatures had cristallized into glass. Not a living thing had survived except inside the magical bubbles.

🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️
You know i love my fairyland friends
     cuz they all live where the rainbow ends
     we sit  and chat and sprinkle away
     in the hopes of level 42 some day
     we finally make it and think we're done
     then another release to hook everyone
     we want to replant; we start to get bored
     we buy more dust we cant afford
     it must be super; it has to be great
     the perfect critter will eat our bait
     we water and wait if it takes all day
     cuz the best critter of all is on the way!
🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️

       .*☆.     °.       .★*.
  ｡★*    .*💜 ☆ 💗   *🦋｡
🌻*     🌼.•  💚   🌸°    *★
★    🌺° Thankyou °💛   ｡☆°
 °☆｡    .•°💙•°´💜      ｡*💗
    .⭐*｡                   ｡*☆.
         .*☆｡　     ｡★*.
                  .💜.
For your visit xx

Draco had used a small device to find his way into the kobolds' world and Harry, -who was an auror now- suspected it wasn't too legal. "What's this?"
Draco showed the little screen. "Merely a muggle phone, just a bit altered to track my family. Don't look at me like that, it functions only when they're in danger. You know our past, there are still people who resent us leaving the Dark Lord in the final battle and who'd want nothing more than to deal with us. Oh!"
On the screen, two dots had appeared.
"My dad and my son are together. Quick! This way!"

Then, to Scorpius' dismay, the creature resembling his mother turned to him its figures turning back into silver sand again. "No!" screamed young Malfoy "Mother! Come back!".

"Back off!" a commanding voice ordered him and Scorpius, despite his distress, recognized his grand-father's at once and like an automat, he obeyed. How did Lucius had known, Scorpius didn't know, he didn't care, mesmerized by the creature who oscillated now between flesh and sand, deteriorating by the minute.
"She's not your mother, Scorpius, don't let it touch you, she craves life now, if she feeds on you, you shall die. Back off... slowly..." said Lucius, his wand ready to cast a spell.

Back to Malfoy manor with Harry, Albus Severus and the Weasleys, Draco descended a discreet staircase spiraling down to a basement. There were flasks of greenish potions, a large copper still and other machineries holding liquid twirling and bubbling, of various colours. "It seems that father have been here recently. Take out your wands and use the LUMOS curse, we'll need all the light possible where we're going".
Harry: "all this time you knew there was a way to the Lost Realm through your family manor and you said nothing?!"
Draco shrugged. "It leads to mines, full of gold, various precious stones and other useful metal for alchemy, do you think we would like to share where our family got its wealth? Father only recently told me that we had been granted this priviledge as guardians of the Great Divide between exiled wizzards and the Fair Elven folk. I've been there once, it's no place for a child. You should take back your son to Hogwarts."