“Amber will play with white in Lucius’ hair, and he will breathe and breathe in his faint perfume scent. If only he could recall the right turn…”
One is broken - a Malfoy and the son of two condemned Death Eaters, living as a hermit in a huge empty house. The other is a ghost who is bound to the wrong place. These are scenes from their life together. (Sirius/Draco; some strange Harry/Snape in the background.)
An old wizard tells a didactic story. With a twist.