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One day, when Draco was at his Aunt Andromeda's house, cradling his sweet little nephew Teddy in his arms while his Aunt did housework, a sudden memory flashed to his mind: A cold, cruel voice asking him "What say you, Draco? Will you babysit the cubs?"
A huge sob racked Draco's body, his heart filling with remorse and pity. Yes! I will babysit him, you cruel, wicked, pathetic, dead man! he thought. My very own little cub, the apple of my eye! My little baby darling Teddy! And his tears flowed freely, as he clutched Teddy tighter to his chest and cried into his little chest.
Aunt Andromeda rushed out from the kitchen upon hearing her beloved nephew cry. "Oh darling, what is the matter?" she said, coming over to Draco and drawing him into her arms and kissing his head.
"Oh Auntie," sobbed Draco into his aunt's bosom. "When, when...that villain was at our house, he said..." And so Draco tearfully told his Aunt all about Voldemort's cruel taunt.
"Oh, sweetheart!" said Andromeda, stroking her nephew's blond hair and pressing her lips to his forehead, her heart overflowing with love and pride. "See how love can triumph over evil?" she asked gently with a smile.
Draco replied by clutching baby Teddy even more firmly to his bosom and nuzzling him. His tears fell on Teddy's face. Teddy knew at once that dear Uncle Draco was sad, and put his tiny arms around Draco's neck to comfort him, giving him a toothy smile. Teddy's hair changed to the same shade of blonde as Draco's, and his chin became pointed to resemble his uncle's exactly. The affinity between them was remarkable indeed! Andromeda could not help but laugh at the mini-Draco in Draco's arms.
The three of them cuddled together, happy and warm in their deep, true love for one another, knowing that no evil could ever come between them now.