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Of Lions And Lambs - Part Three	By : Marblez Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5221 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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(U)Chapter Three(U)

(I) The world was a hazy blend of moving shadows, dancing around him as he walked sown the stairs to the newly named 'meeting room'. He was dressed in the black robes of a Death Eater, the horrible skeletal mask held in his left hand. With his other hand he pulled up the left sleeve of his robe and gasped in shock and fear when he saw his Dark Mark; instead of the black tattoo he was used to there were green flames burning on his skin in the shape of the scull and the snake.

"Draco!" his mothers scream was the first sound he heard, the rest of the world seemed to be dead silent - he couldn't even hear his own frantic breathing. He let go of his sleeve, hiding the eerie flames that didn't burn and continued down the stairs, into the mess of moving shadows.

"Ah, young Mr Malfoy," the sneering voice made him tremble from head to toe as he walked through the shadows. The collar of his shirt was suddenly too tight, choking him. "So kind of you to join us."

As he stepped into the meeting room all the shadows suddenly rushed away from him, hugging the walls of the room and revealing the tall figure standing in the centre of the room. The man did not look like ordinary men, the skin of his face was stretched so much that he looked almost reptilian. His eyes were blood red and seemed to bore into Draco's very soul…

Lord Voldemort.

"M-My Lord," Draco mumbled, bowing respectfully to his Lord.

"Throw away your mask, young Malfoy, you wont be needing it," Voldemort ordered and Draco obeyed, watching as the mask faded away as it flew threw the air.

When he looked back to the Dark Lord a figure laid at the evil mans feet, facing away from Draco. The person was bound to the floor by strips of shadows, the smoke like blackness holding them down onto the ground. But even though he couldn't see the captive's face he knew exactly when it was, he'd know that curly blond hair anywhere…

"Jasper…" he gasped and for the first time he heard his own voice, heard his panicked breathing, "My Lord…"

"Kill it," Voldemort ordered coldly. He used his foot to roll Jasper over, the shadow bindings loosening enough to allow this before tightening again. Draco felt his heart break. He'd never seen his boyfriend look scared before. "Kill it…or I will kill your mother…after having a little fun with her of course. She's still a beautiful woman after all!" Voldemort laughed darkly and Draco stopped breathing all together. Voldemort would…he would…oh God… "Kill it."

The blood rushed to Draco's head and he felt dizzy as his eyes met the amber eyes of his boyfriend, of the person who held his heart. So much pain and fear was shown in those beautiful eyes but also love and trust. Voldemorts voice, still ordering him to 'Kill it', faded out and all that Draco could hear was his own heartbeat.

Ba-Dum…

Ba-Dum…

Ba-Dum…

Jasper…

Ba-Dum…

His Mother…

Ba-Dum…

Jasper…

Ba-Dum…

His Mother…

Ba-Dum…

Ba-Dum…

"I'm sorry," his whisper echoed around the empty room, breaking through the silence. Tears filled his eyes as he drew his old wand, the wand that he had been forced to do evil with many times, "I'm so sorry…Jasper…I love you…" Jasper gazed up at him with suddenly sad eyes. But still the love was there. "I love you…Incendio…"(I)

"No!" Draco screamed, sitting bolt upright in the bed.

"Draco!" Jasper gasped, pulling Draco into his arms and feeling the way his young lover shook, feeling the fear and panic rolling off of him in waves. "Draco…shhhh...it was only a bad dream…a nightmare…" Jasper felt his heart break as Draco let out a loud sob, his hand reaching out so that his fingers could trace the strong contours of his face.

"Jasper," he sobbed, "You're ok…"

"Of course I'm ok, sweetheart," Jasper said soothingly, inwardly asking himself where on earth that term of endearment had come from. He couldn't remember ever calling anyone 'sweetheart' before. He had felt the instant Draco's dream had turned dark and not just because of his emotions, the blond wizard had gone tense before he'd started to whimper and move about restlessly. He'd tried to help, tried to reach into his boyfriends mind and calm him but Draco's shields had been even stronger than ever. "I'm sorry I couldn't help you. I tried, I really tried but…What was it about, love?"

"It…It…" Draco mumbled into Jaspers shoulder, hiding his face and his tears from his boyfriend, "It was about (B)him(B)." He spat the final word, letting out yet another heart breaking sob.

"Who do you mean, Draco?" Jasper asked, rocking Draco from side to side and rubbing his back soothingly, trying to stop his boyfriends trembling.

"The Dark Lord," Draco gasped the name softly, "I dreamed about him for the first time in…in…in months!" His hands tightened their grip on Jasper's shoulders, nails digging into the hard skin. "He was here…"

"Draco it was just a dream," Jasper said soothingly, "He's not here."

"But he was!" Draco gasped, "He came here during the war and he made me…ha made me do things…awful things and…and in my dream I…I…" Jaspers arms tightened around Draco's sobbing form as he learned another horrifying fact about his boyfriends past. "I killed you. He made me kill you. I'm so sorry…so sorry…I had to…my mother…he was going to…going to…I'm sorry Jasper…I'm sorry…please…please forgive me…"

"Oh Draco, there's nothing to forgive," Jasper said softly, pressing gentle kisses to Draco's hair and forehead, "It was just a dream."

"But I killed you!" Draco sobbed, pulling back from Jasper. The vampire only allowed him to pull back so far before locking his arms again, keeping Draco close to him but making it possible for them to look each other in the eyes…or not in Draco's case. No matter how hard he tried Jasper could not get his boyfriend to meet his gaze. "I killed you…"

"No. You didn't," Jasper said softly.

"But if I had known you then…if I ever did have to make the choice between you or…or my mother being r-raped to death I would…I would still…"

"I know," Jasper said softly.

"But…"

"Draco. You are who are and I love who you are. And I know that if you ever had to make that choice, that awful choice I would want you to save your mother," Jasper said softly, leaning forwards and kissing Draco's lips gently. "But this time it was just a dream Draco, just a horrible dream. But I'm here for you."

"J-Jasper…" Draco choked out uncertainly, "I'm sorry…"

"Stop apologising," Jasper ordered gently, "Now come here. It's only three in the morning and you need to get some more sleep."

"I don't think I can," Draco said softly, reaching up with his shaking hands to wipe his tears away, "I don't…I don't want to dream about (B)that(B) again."

"You won't Draco," Jasper said, lying down on the bed and taking Draco with him, holding him in his arms. He gently moved Draco so that the blond wizard was curled up close to his side, his head resting on Jasper's chest. "Let me in Draco, your dreams will be pleasant and calm. I promise."

"Jasper…" Draco sighed, letting his eyes close and his shields drop, "Make the dream go away…" He hated how he sounded like a child, he hated that he sounded weak and needy but…he was weak and he was needy. He needed Jasper.

"I will Draco," Jasper said, playing with Draco's hair as he allowed his gift to sooth Draco's mind, now fully open to him. The echo's of the emotions his boyfriend had felt during his dream needed a lot of soothing and calming but he managed it, keeping his own emotions in check…but only just. "I love you."

"I love you…too…"

This time when Draco slept he slept peacefully.

Breakfast was an odd blend of delicious food and serious conversation. Draco was still a little shaken up from his nightmare but he hid it well…from everyone other than Jasper. But he was there to hold Draco's hand. The first thing they discussed was transport. It wouldn't do to travel everywhere on the Knight Bus. Travelling by Floo was ruled out quickly when Alice had a short vision, describing it quite simply as,

"Vampires + Flames = Really, Really Bad."

So going by Floo was out.

A Portkey would be very difficult and time consuming to organise simply because they were not designed to transport muggles or vampires. Ruling this out left only one option…

"Apparating."

Jasper grimaced, remembering the last time he had Apparated. How sick it had made him feel, something that shouldn't have been possible. But it was quickly decided that they would be travelling around the Wizarding World by Apparating or rather Side-Apparating. Alice was looking forwards to it. Everyone else was not.

"Time to go!" Alice cried suddenly.

"Alice, we haven't finished breakfast," Draco pointed out softly.

"I know but it's still time to go," the hyper vampire repeated, getting up from her seat, "I'll hold him while you go change Harry, I know you want to."

"I thought you were the psychic one," Harry said, frowning at Edward.

"He is but I have already seen many different ways this morning couldn't have played out and in each one I held him while you got changed into a very nice black suit with a green tie which matches your eyes," Alice explained calmly, picking up Teddy before anyone else could argue, "Don't worry. Me and the little man will be fine for the ten minutes it will take you."

"Ooook," Harry said slowly before leaving the room, looking back over his shoulder at his son who was gabbling nonsense to Alice who nodded as if she understood every single word.

"Draco, is it ok if I take some pictures whilst we're over here?" Bella asked, holding up the camera that had been resting on the table by her. She'd brought it down with the intention of taking some pictures of the amazing house but then she'd realised that the Malfoy's might not want her to.

"Sure," Draco smiled at her, "Just be careful who you show them to. You might accidentally catch some magic on that muggle contraption of yours."

"I'll be careful," Bella promised, "But the guys at school need to see this place. You have no idea what sort of rumours have started about your house."

"Rumours?" Draco asked.

"About how big it was and stuff. Some people thought you were lying about having so much money…they're gonna be surprised," a small smile spread across her usually unemotional face, unemotional unless it was something to do with Edward.

"We never discussed who would be going with whom," Lucius pointed out calmly from the head of the table, returning to the discussion about travel as if the change of subject had never happened. "I think it best Narcissa and I take those who will be the hardest to Apparate."

"Why?" Emmett asked.

"We've had more practise," Narcissa smiled at him. She'd really taken to the vampires who made up Jasper's family and her opinion of Jasper was growing by the minute. "Would you and your wife like to travel with me?" She looked at the beautiful vampire, the only one she still had trouble talking with and it was only because the female vampire was so…distant.

"Sure!" Emmett agreed enthusiastically.

"I shall take Bella and Edward with me," Lucius announced, "They will be the hardest to Apparate with." Bella frowned. "Apparating with a magical being like a vampire is complicated but not impossible. Apparating with a muggle is much more difficult, it requires slightly more skill and a lot more practise."

"If it's dangerous…" Edward began.

"It'll be fine," Lucius reassured the worried boyfriend.

"I'm going with Harry," Alice beamed around at them, bouncing a happy Teddy in her arms. It looked wrong, he was a growing boy and her arms were so thin. "And Teddy of course. Me, Harry and Teddy. We'll be a little off course but we'll be there. And all in one piece too!"

"And that leaves you with me," Draco said softly to Jasper, squeezing his hand as they rested joined together on his thigh. Jasper made a slightly unhappy face, causing Draco to chuckle, "Don't worry. We'll be fine."

"I know we will. I just remember how disorientating this method of transport is," Jasper explained softly just as Harry strode back into the room dressed in exactly the clothes Alice had described and looking good.

"We can go now," Alice announced.

"Not without coats," Narcissa said quickly.

"Mother it's a lovely day outside, we aren't going to need coasts," Draco protested softly as he and everyone else stood from the table, Edward and Jasper acting like the true gentlemen they were by helping their partners out of their seats. It was no surprise Emmett didn't help Rosalie up but he did put his arm around her once they were both standing.

"Yes we will," Alice said calmly, "It's going to rain."

"Alice it's a clear blue sky…"

"Never doubt our weather witch," Emmett chuckled, "She's never wrong."

"Of course she isn't. Sorry Alice, I forgot who I was talking to," Draco admitted with a blush, "Coats it is then." Bella made to go back upstairs but Narcissa simply raised her wand and called out,

(I)"Accio Coats."(I)

Within moments everyone was catching their own coat as it flew down the grand staircase. Alice suggested that they should travel whilst wearing them as the rain wouldn't hold off for long once they arrived and everyone obeyed without question this time. The four who would be doing the hard work drew their wands and Lucius ordered ever to stand in their travelling groups.

"Whilst Apparating you need to keep your arms tucked in and don't try to pull away from the person Apparating you," Lucius ordered them calmly as they obeyed him, "No sudden movements either. We do not want to Splinch any of you."

"Splinch?" Bella asked, gulping in panic.

"Um…" Draco didn't really want to explain Splinching to his nervous friend. He doubted it would help her to know that making a mistake during Apparation before had cut people in half. "Don't worry. Do as you're told and we won't Splinch." Everyone was looking at him now. "Just…close your eyes and think happy thoughts."

"What is this, Peter Pan?" Emmett snorted.

"I don't know what that is so no," Draco said shortly to the big vampire. Someone, most probably Alice, muttered about the urgent need to sort out my lack of Disney knowledge. "I was just trying to help. Apparating, especially Apparating for the first time can be a little bit…disorientating."

"Does closing your eyes actually help?" Bella asked.

"It helped me my first time," Draco admitted, "I was five but it helped. You know the old 'if I can't see it it's not so bad'. It's worth a try." Bella nodded in agreement. "Where are we aiming?" this was asked of his parents.

"Outside Gringotts?" Narcissa suggested as she stepped between Rosalie and Emmett and linked her arms with theirs, pointing her wand away from them. "It's out first stop after all, you can't going shopping without money."

"Gringotts?" Bella asked.

"The Wizarding Bank in London," Draco answered, "We'll see you outside Gringotts." He slipped his arm around Jasper's waist, his boyfriend doing the same to him. "I would say take a deep breath but…"

"Just do it," Jasper growled, finding himself shutting his eyes as Draco had suggested Bella do. Draco smiled softly at him, raised his wand and with a loud "Pop!" the pair disappeared.

Because it was term time the Alley wasn't as busy as it could have been which meant there were less people to stare at the couple as they waited for everyone else to arrive. But there were still stares, plenty of them in fact. And murmurings too, many, many murmurings.

"Ignore them," Draco said softly as one loud comment about 'filthy Death Eater scum' reached their ears. Jasper went to protest when Narcissa arrived with a excited Emmett and a ruffled Rosalie, yes Rosalie-The-Untouchable was looking incredibly ruffled with both her hair and clothes a mess.

"That was awesome!" Emmett shouted, punching the air with his fist.

"Draco dear, you need to sort out your hair," Narcissa commented as she did just that to herself, studying her reflection in the nearest shop window. Draco frowned and went to obey but Jaspers hands beat him to it, gently smoothing the messed up locks back away from Draco's face. The street went silent when he leaned in and placed a kiss on Draco's forehead, smoothing away the worry lines that the wizard hadn't even realised were there.

"Thanks," he mumbled, reaching up to sort out Jasper's curly hair.

"Dude! That is such a cool way to travel!" Emmett shouted loudly, startling Draco by the thumping him powerfully on the back, "It was like being on a Roller Coaster only way better…hey babe? You all right?"

"No Emmett, I am not 'all right'," Rosalie spat at him, fussing with her ruined hair and her clothes, "You might have enjoyed being spun around like a cat in a tumble drier but I did not." She glared across the Draco, as if it was all his fault.

"Rosalie," Jasper growled warningly.

"I would prefer not to travel that way again I we can help it," Rosalie said rather snobbishly, sticking her nose and chin out and glaring at Draco. Draco was saved answering by Lucius arriving with a stiff looking Edward and a green looking Bella.

"Are you o-"

"I'm going to be sick!" the muggle girl cried, her eyes widening in alarm. Narcissa conjured a bowl like they hand out in Hospitals and thrust it into the girls hands, just in time too as Bella emptied her breakfast in a most undignified manner. "Ugh…"

"You didn't close your eyes did you?" Draco asked kindly.

"I forgot…" she moaned sadly. Edward had moved and was practically holding her up. "I feel awful…" Her boyfriend glared at Emmett and the big vampires smile told Draco that he had just been caught thinking,

'You look awful too.'

The "pop" that signalled Harry, Teddy and Alice's arrival was almost completely drowned out by little Teddy's screaming. It was safe to say that the little boy did not like Apparating. But at least he wasn't being sick.

"That's Harry Potter!" someone in the murmuring crowd cried out loudly.

"Everyone ok?" Harry asked the group cheerfully, bouncing his son in his arms until Alice took the distressed little boy from him and swung him around as if he weighed nothing, which to her he did.

"Hey, what's all the fuss about?" she asked him cheerfully, beginning to play with him and ignoring everyone else around them. It didn't take her long to have the little boy screaming with laughter rather than fear.

"Thanks Alice," Harry said softly.

"Pleasure," Alice smiled at him.

"What's Harry Potter doing with the Malfoy's?" someone in the crowd scoffed loudly, disturbing their happy scene. Narcissa's cheeks flushed but other than that there was no reaction from the three Malfoys.

"Don't you remember? He was seen with Draco Malfoy a while back," the mans companion answered loudly, "The papers said he's taken pity on them."

"It's not pity," Harry said calmly to the crowd, "Its friendship."

"And who are your other friends, Mr Potter?" the question couldn't have come from anyone but a reporter, not the way it was said and the way the words were clearly spoken. And sure enough there were the reporters, pushing through the crowd to get to the front.

"They are my guests…well technically they are the Malfoy's guests. I'm their guest," he laughed loudly, smiling across at Draco, "The Malfoy's are kindly letting me and these nice…people staying with them until the party on Saturday." If anyone noticed his hesitation in identifying them no one picked up on it.

"Wouldn't you rather stay with a lighter family?" another reporter asked rudely. Slowly Harry turned to the young woman, finding himself reminded instantly of Rita Skeeter and glared coldly at her even as Emmett laughed loudly,

"I didn't think you could get lighter than platinum blond."

Someone in the crowd giggled almost unwillingly and Harry glare softened.

"No," he said, shaking his head, "I wouldn't rather stay with a "lighter" family," he made exaggerated speech marks with his fingers, "I'm quite happy staying with my friends." And with that he turned away from the reporters and the crowd and faced his friends, smiling. "Shall we get going?"

"Good idea Harry. Have you got the key to your vault?" Narcissa asked as she and Harry lead the group up the marble steps into the bank.

"Yes Mrs Malfoy," Harry answered, checking over his shoulder to make sure that Teddy was ok. The little boy was quite happy in Alice's arms.

"Oh please Harry, call me Narcissa. After all we are friends now," she chuckled, heading for one of the many counters behind which sat…

"What are they?" Bella all but squeaked, gripping Edwards arm.

"Goblins," Harry smiled at her as he went to stand beside Narcissa.

"Mr Potter and I would like to make a withdrawal each and our friends would like to convert their dollars into Galleons," Narcissa said calmly to the creepy looking creature sat on the high chair.

"Yes Mrs Malfoy, Mr Potter. Do you have your keys?" the Goblin asked, his voice every bit as creepy as the tourists had expected. Narcissa and Harry both held up tiny little keys for him to see. "Good. Griphook will-"

"Griphook!" Harry interrupted with a cry of pleasant surprise when the scarred Goblin walked slowly over to them from the other side of the room, "It's good to see you how are you?"

"Hello, Mr Harry Potter, it is good to see you also," the Goblin replied softly, "I am fine, thank you for asking. How are you?"

"I'm fine," Harry smiled.

"I will only need to take those who wish to withdraw money from the vaults at this point. The rest can stay here," Griphook said, sounding more official this time.

"Ok," Harry agreed.

"Draco, you can stay with the others. Your father and I will get some money out for you," Narcissa offered, touching her son's arm gently and pushing him gently to stand even closer to Jasper.

"Ok mother," Draco agreed.

"Oh! I wanted to see the vaults," Alice complained loudly, sounding as old as the child she held easily in her arms.

"Well I suppose…"

"Yes! Here Draco, you're turn," Alice said happily, handing little Teddy over to the blond wizard, "Come on then! Let's go see the vaults!"

"It's probably a good thing you don't need to go down to the vaults Bella," Draco said as Harry, Lucius, Narcissa and Alice followed Griphook from the room leaving the others standing in the centre of the room. Bella looked at him, confused. "To get to the vaults you have to ride on a sort of…cart that runs on metal pipes, almost like a muggle roller coaster only…faster. And you're not strapped in. At all."

"Oh," Bella mumbled, "No, that wouldn't be good right now."

"Draco the people outside…"

"Jasper, its ok. Just ignore it," Draco sighed, shaking his head and looking away from his boyfriend. Instead he focused on the child in his arms who had just given a big yawn and leant his head on Draco's shoulder. "Why don't you have a nap until Daddy get's back Teddy?"

"Kay," the little boy mumbled, allowing his eyes to shut.

"Draco, the feelings I felt from those people…I can't ignore them. Some of the people out there truly hated you," Jasper said softly and the others watched as Draco's entire body tensed, his eyes watering slightly, "And some were angry, angry at you and angry at Harry." His voice showed his distress. Draco had told him part of his story; he knew he'd been on the wrong side of the war. He could have understood a little anger, a little resentment but not…not that!

"It's completely understandable and unavoidable so just ignore it," Draco said, his voice tensed and filled with a resigned sadness.

"But…"

"Look," Draco sighed deeply, "I should have thought to warn you before hand but I didn't. On this holiday you, especially you Edward, will hear many things about my parents and me. The sad thing is…" he trailed off and bit his lip. Maybe he should just tell them… "The sad thing is that most of it will be completely true."

"Draco…"

"It's time I told you about my past," Draco said, "I should have told you before we came here but I…I'm afraid of how you will react. But…I want you to hear from me and not from someone who hates me." He took a deep breath and checked that Teddy was sleeping in his arms before beginning to speak, "There was a war. Well technically there were two but I'm talking mostly about the second one, the one that I was involved in."

"Draco…"

"Please…don't interrupt or I might not have the guts to finish," Draco said quickly, biting his lip, "During the war I fought on the wrong side along with my family. We were on the Dark side." He took a deep, shaking breath before continuing. "The leader of the Dark Side was the most powerful Wizard the world had ever seen…until Harry. He was known as the Dark Lord. No one dared use his name…except Harry and Dumbledore. They were the leaders of the Light. They always had the courage to call him by his name. At the time I thought it was stupidity but it was courage. As one of Harry's friends often said, (I)Fear of a name only increases fear if the thing itself.(I) But anyway, during the wars, during the Dark Lords reign of terror his most loyal follower and his right hand man…was Lucius Malfoy. My father."

"What?" Bella gasped.

"My father was his closest follower…for a while," Draco explained shakily, "My mother was a loyal supporter too. They joined in their teens and as they tell it, it wasn't until they had me that they realised that they were on the wrong side. But by then they were trapped. Once you joined him, joined his Death Eaters, got his mark...you couldn't ever leave. But they wanted too, they really wanted to. And…and I never wanted to join in the first place but we all feared for our lives so we polished our acting skills and did what we were told."

"Oh Draco…"

"We helped the Light side as much as we dared, anonymous tip offs and things like that. And all the while we were being forced to…to torture and to…to kill. When the final battle came we changed sides just like we had always wanted too. Most people think we did to save ourselves but we didn't. That wasn't our reason. We wanted to help. But…"

"…no one believed you," Edward finished for you, remembering the thoughts he had heard from the crowd and the few he could hear in the quite bank (excluding the Goblin's minds, all they thought about was the money and the treasures.)

"No. No one believed us," Draco shook his head sadly, a single tear falling down his cheek, "We were tried a war criminals and sentenced to life imprisonment in the Wizarding prison of Azkaban."

"What?" Bella gasped in shock, "Prison?"

"Yes. And by then I hated myself so much that I didn't fight the decision," Draco choked out, another tear falling, "But Harry, Harry with his good and kind and honest soul did. He fought that decision hard and got our sentences reduced. Drastically reduced. He came in person to get us out. He then…he then helped us move out of the limelight and the rest you know," Draco finished quickly, reaching up awkwardly to wipe the tears from his cheeks.

"Oh Draco…" Jasper sighed softly.

"I don't blame you if you hate me now and if you want to go home I can arrange for it," Draco mumbled sadly, wiping away the tears that still fell despite how much he tried to stop them.

"No," Jasper shook his head, "We don't hate you." Everyone was projecting their emotions of horror and admiration and…pity on him. And his own emotions were going haywire. He wanted to protect Draco from the wizards and witches who couldn't see the truth, wanted to comfort him and hold him and…wait hold him? Why couldn't he hold him? "Come here Draco," he said opening his arms. Draco sobbed once before rushing forwards, all but throwing himself into Draco's arms. The only thing that saved little Teddy from being squashed was Rosalie of all people, she plucked him out of Draco's arms just in time.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry…"

Jasper didn't say anything; there was nothing he could say that would offer Draco any more comfort than his arms already were. After a while he felt Draco's shields slip and he caressed his boyfriends mind gently with soothing feelings of peace and happiness. Slowly Draco calmed in his arms and finally he pulled back, wiping his face with his cuffs.

"So…none of you hate me?" he asked.

"No," everyone answered softly.

"Thank you," Draco whispered softly.

His little breakdown had attracted a little attention and he composed himself quickly as only a Malfoy could, wiping his cheeks and standing up straight. Only the redness around his eyes gave him away after a few moments.

The others eventually came back, Alice babbling about the ride and the vaults in excessive amounts of detail, not to mention blurting out the fact that the Malfoy's were even more loaded than everyone back in Forks thought. Changing the groups holiday money from Dollars to Galleons, Sickles and Knuts took only a few minutes and then they were all exiting the bank with velvet bags, supplied very kindly by Griphook, full of coins in their pockets and their bags.

Their first stop of the day was 'Madame Malkins' and Bella only agreed to this because it got the worst part of the day (for her) over and done with. Alice had been like a thing possessed, picking out clothes for Bella and her family. Wisely she left the Malfoy's to pick out there own clothes and Narcissa had insisted on helping with Harry and Teddy, after all the host of the party couldn't go in anything but the current fashion and looking completely hot. There was a brief fight over who would help with Jasper's outfit but eventually Alice won, reassuring Draco that she knew the most perfect thing in the shop. Even Rosalie had let Alice help her choose a dress but this was due mainly to the fact that her attention had been completely and utterly captivated by the magical accessories and shoes on display. Rosalie was definitely an accessories and a shoes kind of girl and left with more purchases than everyone else combined.

"We were in there for three hours!" Bella gasped in horror as she checked the time on her mobile phone, "Three hours!" Normally a shout like this in the middle of the street would have attracted attention but…well it was hard to gain more attention than they had already drawn. "Three hours…"

"Well we all had to be measured didn't we, that's what took the longest," Draco pointed out, "Robe's and magical dresses don't come ready made, each one is individually made so that they fit the wearer perfectly."

"Let's go in here, it's my favourite shop," Harry said suddenly, leading the way into the shop he was talking about. Draco was unsurprised that it was 'Quality Quidditch Supplies'. This shop was much more 'in-your-face-magic' and the tourists eyes widened as a little kid flew by them in a miniature broom, followed by his panicking mother and a shop assistant.

"Harry Potter!" the man behind the counter cried out in shock and surprise. "Oh what an honour…what an honour…to have the great Harry Potter in my shop! Mildred! Mildred! Bring the camera out!" A woman came bustling out from a back room, armed with an old fashioned camera as the man pulled Harry in front of a large display in the centre of the shop. Harry smiled awkwardly as he was held too tightly by his shoulders, the camera flashing brightly. "And on the day we unveiled the latest model! Oh how perfect!"

"Latest model of what? Nimbus?" Harry asked as the camera flashed brightly. Teddy, currently being held by Narcissa jumped and would have begun crying had Alice not handed him a little toy broomstick for him to amuse himself with, sucking on it and tapping it on Narcissa's shoulder rather than flying it around. Luckily it was only a soft child's toy and not an actual wooden broom.

"No! It's the latest model from the company who produced the wonderful Firebolt! It's the Potter-2009! Already it's been nicknamed in all the sporting magazine's as 'The Saviour'! Oh, what a happy day for me!"

"They…They've named a broom after me?" Harry asked, completely stunned.

"Yes! Will you sign the display for me?" the man asked, pushing a quill into Harry's hand and turning him around to face the poster behind the display. It was a large picture of him smiling rather handsomely, the broom hovering on the page across the bottom of the picture. Slowly Harry leaned forwards and signed on the white background of the picture with his messy signature. "Thank you! Thank you! Did you see that Mildred! Harry Potter signed the display for me!"

"I did Arnold, I did," Mildred answered, still taking pictures.

"I know! I'll sell you one for a discount, no; you can have one for free! A gift from the management!" the man picked up a wrapped broom from the stand beside the display and thrust it into Harry's hands. "Mildred! Take a picture!"

"I am Arnold!" the woman snapped.

"Er…thanks," Harry mumbled, "Do you mind if I look round the shop now?"

"Of course! Of course! But if you need anything, anything at all you just call out and we'll be there to help you!" and with that the excitable man wandered off, muttering to himself about his good luck.

"That was…" Harry mumbled as he rejoined the others.

"Hilarious! You should see the look on your face!" Draco laughed loudly.

"Shut up," Harry grumbled, shoving Draco's shoulder gently. "I can't believe they named a broom after me."

"I can," Draco said, "There'll be a whole ranger of 'Saviour' brooms soon. It'll start with the Potter-2009 and then before you know it there'll be the Weasley Wonder, the Granger…well I can't think of anything that goes with Grander but she'll still get a broom named after her. Or maybe a new wing of the school when they finish rebuilding it. That's more suitable for her, she always was a bookworm."

"Stop it Draco," Harry mumbled, flushing red with embarrassment.

"Ok Harry, but only because I want to look around," Draco laughed, pulling Jasper away from the group by the hand and looking at the display of new Quidditch equipment. "I loved Quidditch at school. It was a release, a way to unwind. But it would have been better had it not been for Harry over there."

"What do you mean?" Jasper asked, picking up an arm brace and studying it.

"He always beat me! Every single match that was between our two teams he won it. If I could have just beaten him once…" Draco groaned, "But it wasn't meant to be. He was a natural, I had to work hard to get my Seeking skills up to scratch."

"Seeking?" Jasper asked.

"I was a Seeker," Draco explained, "So was Harry. We had to catch one of…these." He pulled Jasper over to a display of the three balls used in the game, pointing to the smallest one. "It's a nightmare sometimes, especially on a cloudy day. It can be wicked fast and it's size makes it impossible to see."

"I can imagine," Jasper mumbled. His eyes moved down to look at the Bludgers, struggling against the chains holding them down. "What are those?"

"Bludgers," Draco said seriously, "The most dangerous thing in the game. The Beaters are armed with a bat and they whack these evil things at whoever has the Quaffle, that's the other ball, or at the opposing Seeker if the chase is on. These things cause most of the nasty accidents associated with the game."

"I can well imagine," Jasper mumbled, "And you enjoyed this game?"

"Oh yes," Draco grinned at him, "Now let's go look over here…"

They spent nearly an hour in the shop and that was mostly because the manager (Arnold) wouldn't let Harry leave until he'd signed a few more things, posed for some more photos and accepted a free goodie bag of the latest Quidditch supplies to go with his new broom.

"I'm hungry," Teddy complained as he was lowered to the ground, toddling over to his daddy's side. He was still clutching the soft toy broom, bought by Narcissa when Teddy had become upset at the thought of leaving it behind. He wanted to add the broom to his army. It would be good to defend against the monsters that could fly. "Daddy, I'm hungry."

"You're hungry are you?" Harry asked, smiling down at his son.

"Well it's about lunch time. How about we stop for some food?" Lucius asked. There was a general agreement from the humans. "We're nearest the 'Leaky Cauldron'. Shall we lunch there?"

"Er…" Harry mumbled, remembering some of the interesting meals he'd had there in the past. Like the pea soup…"Sure."

Once again Harry was greeted like Royalty and the Malfoy's were treated with a wariness that was making Jasper grow angrier and angrier. They'd been insulted in the street, treated as paying customers in the clothes shop and practically ignored in the Quidditch shop. No one had even asked for their side yet…

The meal they were given was interesting to look at let alone to eat but Harry was eternally grateful than none of it seemed to be alive this time. Every plate had a different meal on it. Teddy loved whatever it was that was on his plate but Bella had a little trouble, especially after she made the mistake of asking what it was and was given a lengthy description of the plants that had been put into her salad, the magical…living…plants.

After they'd paid for their meal they headed back out into the alley via the doorway that appeared in the brick wall, much to everyone's amazement. It was busier now and most of the people wanted to meet Harry, to shake his hand and get his autograph so it took them nearly forever to make their way back down the alley towards their next planned stop, Weasleys Wizard Wheezes.

"What's that?" Bella asked as they reached a boarded up section just before the brightly colour shop. The boards were pained red and white and the words (B)DANGER - DO NOT ENTER(B) were written repeatedly on the wood.

"That's the entrance to Knockturn Alley," Draco answered, the grip he had of Jasper's hand tightening, "Down there was where you could find all of the dark shops, the shops that could sell you things like slow acting poisons and cursed daggers that made a person turn to dust…"

"Oh," Bella gulped.

"That's never little Harry!" the shout came from the doorway of the brightly colour shop and the serious group turned to see a tall red haired man coming down the steps. He was dressed in a smart green suit that had the 'WWW' of the shops title embroidered on the breast pocket. "It is!"

"George!" Harry cried out cheerfully, hurrying over to the tall young man and pulling him into a tight hug. "You're looking well. Nice hair cut."

"Thanks. I got sick of people staring," George laughed. His red hair was cut unevenly but it was most definitely on purpose. One side was short and spike up and out slightly. The other side was longer and spiked away from his head and down, giving the allusion that he was standing in a strong breeze. "Who are your frie-oh. Hello Mr Malfoy, Mrs Malfoy, Draco." He nodded to the adults, the first person to be polite to them that day. Jasper was confused by the mans warning emotions - pain, sadness, happiness and confusion.

"Hello Mr Weasley," Lucius responded.

"Is that who you've been staying with Harry?" he asked.

"Yup," Harry nodded to George before looking down at the little boy holding onto his trouser leg, "We've been staying with Uncle Draco haven't we Teddy?"

"That's never little Teddy!" George cried, making the little boy giggle as he nodded in agreement with his daddy. "But he's such a big boy! He's gonna be taller than you in no time Harry but then again you are a bit of a midget."

"Shut up," Harry grumbled.

"Come on inside. We've just launched a new range of products," George said cheerfully, holding his hand out to Teddy who trustingly placed his own little hand in it and allowed himself to be helped up the steps and into the shop.

"Oh…My…God…"

"Welcome to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes," George said loudly to the group, "Sorry, I never introduced myself did I? I'm George Weasley, one of the founders of this chain of joke shops and inventor extraordinaire!" They were only half paying attention to him, most of their attention was on the amazing things filling the shelves and flying around the room. "So…who exactly are you lot?"

"Draco's friends from America," Harry answered, "One being his boyfriend."

"Which one?" George asked, not even pretending to be interested. He genuinely was interested. Harry raised his eyebrows and nodded to the joined hands of Draco and Jasper. "Oh, whoops. Sorry, missed that."

"Don't eat that!" Alice gasped, rushing toward Teddy who whimpered and dropped the sweet he had picked up. "It would have made you very sick Teddy." George bent down and picked up the unwrapped sweet, examining it closely.

"How did you know it was a Puking Pastille?" he asked her, "Even I have to look closely to tell them apart from the Nosebleed Nougat."

"I saw it happen," Alice answered.

"She can see the future," Harry answered softly.

"Handy…whoa. Those are some amazing peepers," George commented, blinking as he took in her odd coloured eyes. "You're…you're not human are you?"

"Nope," Alice smiled, "I'm a Vampire."

"A vampire," George repeated slowly.

"Yes. A Vegetarian Vampire to be precise," she continued.

"…ok," George said brightly, smiling around at the group, obviously looking for the odd coloured eyes, "Vegetarian Vampires. That's a new one on me."

"They're good," Draco said softly.

"They saved my life," Bella added, glancing up from the firework exploding harmlessly on a shelf. George nodded in understanding, looking thoughtful.

"I'm not prejudiced," he finally said, "So, any of you humans fancy trying out some of our new products? No charge."

"Go on then," Harry agreed with a laugh. George led them through the shop into the stock room/experimenting room/office where they spent the next half an hour laughing as each of the humans got turned into different animals, had their hair changed colour and many other things. Lucius and Narcissa had sat to one side entertaining Teddy who was most definitely not allowed to try any of the sweets.

"Last one, then I have to get back to work before Lee kills me," George laughed, unwrapping something that he had just gotten down from a shelf. He'd explained earlier than as the business had grown he'd offered the job of partner to his old friend Lee Jordan who had quickly accepted. "Now Harry, you're seen the old Portable Swamp, now witness the Pocket Sized Storm."

He threw the little ball down onto the ground and when it shattered a storm cloud rose from the shell, a strong wind starting to move about the room. Soon there was a full-blown storm in the centre of the room complete with rain and wind. It was during this that the guests all saw what George had been hiding with his hair…the hole where his ear should have been.

"Ta-da!" George laughed when the storm finally calmed down, only after he'd thrown down a second glass ball from the box. This one had sucked in the storm. "What do you think?"

"I think you have a lot of cleaning up to do," Harry laughed.

"That's what we have Sales Assistants for," George laughed, "Doing all the nasty jobs that me and Lee don't want to do. Now I really must get back. Feel free to purchase and products you have seen today at the family discount price and I'm sure I'll see you all at the party on Saturday."

"You and Angelina ready for the party?" Harry asked as they followed George out into the shop, Emmett immediately picking up a basket and heading for one of the displays. He had to get some of the jokes!

"Yup. She forced me to get new robes," George replied.

"Well you are a successful business man now…" Harry chuckled.

"I know but…well…yeah," George mumbled.

"Right. I'll see you at the party."

"Yeah, see you then," George returned the hug before heading over to a mother and her daughter who were browsing one of the displays, offering his help.

"Who's Fred?" Edward asked softly, "He was thinking of him…"

"His twin," Draco answered quietly, "He died. In the war."

"Oh."

Emmett bought too many jokes for everyone's liking but he had to promise not to use them on Muggles before Harry would let him buy them. As they left the shop Bella paused, turning to take a photo of the inside. She had to show Jacob this…if they ever made up.

Next they visited a shop right at the end of the alley called 'Ollivanders', just so that Lucius could apologise to the old man hobbling around behind the counter for everything they had been forced to do to him during the war and so that Harry could have a cheerful conversation with him and have his wand checked for damage. Alice had picked up one of the wands resting on the counter and the thing had let out a loud bang before flying from her hand.

"Were you a witch before you were turned?" Mr Ollivander asked her.

"No…well I don't remember…" Alice admitted.

"The wand recognises the magic that once ran through your veins. If you weren't a witch, you should have been," he continued. Alice smiled at him. She liked him, the nice old man who knew far too much about wands for comfort. Before they left he insisted on looking at the Weasley's wands, checking to see if they were right for them. "You should not wield this," he said this about Draco's wand. "It is not powerful enough for you. You need…"

"I'm happy with less power," Draco said quickly. Mr Ollivander frowned at him but nodded his agreement, handing the wand back to Draco.

"But if you ever change your mind come to me and I shall find you a wand perfectly suited to your soul," Mr Ollivander promised as the group left. The rain that Alice had predicted started to fall as they left, big heavy droplets soaking them as they darted between the shops. The Alley cleared very quickly when the rain began.

They went into various shops after that, following no plan…well actually the followed Alice who despite being a complete tourist knew exactly where to go for everything she wanted to see. After all if any of them had even thought about going to a shop for even a second she'd seen it. There was Flourish & Blotts where they all bought many different books. They stopped off for ice cream at the magical ice-cream parlour. They bought owl treats from the Owl shop and browsed the cages in the Magical Menagerie; Bella's camera clicking away the whole time as they saw creatures they hadn't even known existed on sale. Like a cat with nine tails and a snake with two heads.

The final stop of the day, much to Bella's annoyance was another clothes shop. This one was even more expensive that Madame Malkins and sold more ordinary clothing, it wasn't just robes and gowns. After spending a further two hours in there trying on outfits and shoes and buying half of them the group returned to Malfoy Manor by Apparation.

"So? What do you think of the Magical World so far?" Draco asked the group as they got their balance back in the entrance hall of the manor. None of them could think of the right word to answer with, it had just been too amazing and exhausting. "That good huh? Well wait until you see Hogwarts."

A/N This chapter was actually meant to go on even more but I had to split it up, it would have been about thirty pages long otherwise! It's already sixteen pages! Hope you enjoyed it. Let me know what you think an all.

A/N2 OMG! If you haven't already watch the New Moon trailers on YouTube! It looks absolutely amazing!
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