The morning sun bathed Diagon Alley in a soft, golden light as witches and wizards strolled from shop to shop. Among the lively chatter and occasional owl’s hoot, your shop, Elixirs & Elegance, shone as a haven for those seeking exquisite beauty and health potions.

Inside, the air carried hints of lavender and chamomile, while shelves lined with glistening bottles and jars displayed remedies and enhancers you had crafted with care. The shop buzzed with energy; patrons browsed the aisles, some seeking advice, others marveling at your latest concoctions.

You moved gracefully among them, greeting each customer with a warm smile and expert guidance. Your reputation as a premier beauty and health specialist had spread throughout the wizarding world.

As you offered a vial of rejuvenating serum to a grateful witch, the tinkling of the entrance bell drew your attention. Through the door, Draco entered, his platinum hair catching the light. Beside him, a young boy—partly Draco’s sharp elegance, partly innocent curiosity—followed closely.

Draco’s eyes swept the shop, and for a moment, memories of shared Hogwarts days and quiet conversations stirred within him. His expression held both surprise and a tinge of regret.

“I heard whispers about the famed specialist in Diagon Alley,” he said softly. “I never imagined it would be you.”

You responded with a gentle smile. “Draco, it’s been too long.”

He nodded and introduced his son, “This is Scorpius; we’re gathering supplies for his third year at Hogwarts.”

Scorpius offered a shy nod. In that quiet moment, past bonds and unspoken histories intertwined, hinting at a future where old wounds might heal and new beginnings bloom. A new chapter awaited.