"We are here today to discuss the future of Draco Malfoy. To be set free, to be put in azkaban, or to be kissed by a dementor." A deep voice announced.

Draco wobbled into the room, handcuffed and wands pointed to his back. He was thrown into a chair and chained down to it.

"Daddy!" Teddy yelled, trying to break free of Harry's hold. Draco looked down, trying to keep his tears in.

"Speak now, death eater." The minister said, looking Down at Draco and tilting his head wen he saw Draco flinch.

"I was forced into doing everything." Draco said shakily.

"Oh of course, use that excuse," someone scoffed.

"It's not an excuse!" Draco said. "I was forced...b-by You-know-who,"

"How so?" The minister raised an eyebrow.

"Voldemort have me a choice, either be a death eater and did as he said, or have my parents killed with Crucio, then myself be killed. I love my parents, and I didn't want them dying that way. So I agreed for him to brand me..." He said quietly at the end.

"Daddy!" Teddy sobbed, trying to reach for Draco.

"Shh, shh baby," harry whispered.

"Who's that?" The minister asked, looking at teddy.

"My son," Draco answered. "Adopted."

"From who?" The minister sneered.

"Andromena. She died, and gave me legal gaurdian ship over him. If you don't believe me, please allow someone to go to my manor and get the papers saying he is mine." Draco said.

"Potter." The minister said shortly. "Do as he said."

Harry sighed and nodded, getting up. Teddy started screaming and crying, not wanting to leave his dad. Draco's heart broke.

"Please, please just let my son stay with me. Please, he needs me right now," Draco begged.

"Fine. I will allow it so the kid will be quiet." The minister hissed.

"Daddy!" Teddy sobbed, waddling over to him quickly.

"Hello baby," Draco whispered. "Can you climb up?"

"Yes daddy," he whimpered, crawling into his lap. "Daddy why you chained up?"

"Because they don't trust me, love," he said quietly.

"B-but daddy you not bad!" He said. "Y-you nice! You cuddle wif me and-and you feed me and stuff!"

"Yes baby, you and I know I'm not a bad man," Draco leaned down to kiss his nose. "But they don't know me, they just see the tattoo on my arm,"

"But daddy," he whimpered. "You not mean!" He looked at the minister. "My daddy no mean! I pwomise!"

"Kid-"

"'M name teddy Mawfoy!"

The minister sighed. "Fine, Teddy. Your father worked for a bad man-"

"Against my will."

"-and we can't let him go until we know for a fact that he was a good man."

"Ca-can I trade him?" Teddy asked.

"Trade your father?"

"Y-yes!" Teddy hopped off of Draco and ran to the place Harry had him, then got out his favorite stuffed unicorn and his favorite pink puppy cup.

The ran back to the minister. "I trade my daddy for this! These my favorite, my favorite cup, I call him puppy cup." Teddy reached up and put the cup on his table.

"And this is uni. He's allergic to fis."

"Fis?"

"Fish," Draco chuckled.

"Yes! He can't have any fis, okay? He's my favorite toy. Please keep him safe." He set uni on the table. "I give them to you, and you let my daddy go home."

"I-I-" the minister was completely speechless