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in Godric's hollow, Lily has had to faced a crowd of concerned wizards and witches who demanded explanations and protection.
Why didn't they revived Draco's wife to prevent his son Scorpius to wander in the Lost Realm unaccompagnied?" Calmly, Lily had gestured them to sit and explained. "I am not here to ressuscitate every witch who has died a natural death, only those who passed away during the war against the Death Eaters and Tom Riddle's victims."
Neville stood and asked: "Why is that and why didn't you do nothing to save my parents?"
Lily: "I don't have that kind of powers, Neville. I am no healer, all I can do is give back years to those who died. (seeing that they did not understand) Like a life transfusion. We've agreed between Severus, Aberforth and I to shorten our long life to give it back to those we failed to save back then. Draco's mother didn't die because of us."

Albus Severus Potter stood sheepishly beside his father and Draco in the majestic hall of Malfoy's manor, feeling abashed and genuinely concerned by his friend "elopement" in the Realm, looking for a necromancer who could revive his recently deceased mother, Astoria Greengrass.
Harry was feeling sorry for Draco; how would he live if Ginny had died and Albus or James had disappeared in this "Realm" where no one had set foot but a handful of dead people, now ressuscitated. He had barely knew his mother but her absence of reaction before Draco's anguish did not reassure him. Was that person really his mother? And Snape? Aberforth? What were their intentions?
Draco came again. "I cannot find my father. I wonder if he hasn't gone to find Scorpius."

Draco faced Aberforth, Lily and all the crowd of wizards who were gawping at the heated exchange. He rolled up his sleeve to show his left forearm and a cry of anguish rose from them. The Death Eater's mark was there, red as if it had been carved yesterday and pulsating. The snake was moving and Potter sensed his scar burn for the first time in almost twenty years.
"How do you explain this?" asked Draco aggressively. "You've let people enter the realm without knowing a thing about it; now the poor idiots have disappeared, where's Lovegood's husband with his magical creatures? And do tell me where is my son, Scorpius?"
Albus Severus Potter sensed his knees abandon him.
"I... he told me he wanted to find a necromancer but I didn't take him seriously. I think he has managed to pass the threshold, since the Malfoys are gardians of the Realm's gates and such. He... said he wanted to see his Ma again. I'm sorry Mr Malfoy, I had no idea he could do it!"

Lily was about to answer when Aberforth rose from his chair. Few people had recognized him as the former bartender of the Hog's Head Tavern as he looked as if he were in his late twenties. "Let me answer this, Lily. You can come to the Realm or stay in this world, Mr Malfoy, we do not force anyone to pass the threshold but know that your own father is its guardian as every member of the Malfoy's lineage for centuries. He should have taught you this, at the very least. Why do you think Voldemort wanted you both as his followers, as his 1st inner circle of Death Eaters? You aren't half as evil or smart as you think you are."