The Knight In Shining Armor & Loser in Aluminium
Chapter 2: Joy To The Timmy
Draco Malfoy was a very busy man.
A very busy man indeed.
"Johnson, you're fired!" He roared at the terrified assistant.
"Bu- but – but sir, I-" Johnson stuttered.
"No buts! How hard is it to go fetch me a cup of coffee!? Why I could hire a stupid house elf instead of you! I bet they'd know what coffee is! What is it that you got me? DIRT?! This muck is simply unacceptable! TAKE IT AWAY! AND FETCH ME REAL COFFEE THIS TIME!" He hollered.
The poor stuttering assistant -or what was left of him- quickly grabbed the cup of coffee and scurried away like a petrified cockroach that didn't recognize its left or right.
Draco Malfoy shook his head at the pathetic man's attempt of scurrying.
"You call that fast?! My dead grandmother Druella is faster than you!" Draco continued. "Run away little man!"
'I'm not going back in there, that guy's crazy!' Johnson thought to himself and drank the coffee.
"Good help is so hard to find these days." He massaged his temples and sat back down on his expensive black leather chair-the kind that spins, mind you.
He stared out of the window of his gigantic company and sighed.
'Well father, here I am, are you proud of me yet?' He smirked.
Someone knocked on his door, interrupting his thoughts.
"Sir, its 5'oclock." His secretary informed.
"Excellent." He shooed his secretary away and packed some papers into his briefcase, thankful that the long agonizing day was over. He knew that the next day, he would have a very important mission and it would be a very busy day.
After all, Draco Malfoy was a very busy man.
Draco woke up to a very cold yet beautiful morning, beaming rays of sunshine were visible, the flowers were gasping for air out of the remaining virgin snow- let's cut the crap- obviously, Malfoy was not a morning person…
"Bloody winter." He groaned and yawned as he looked at the alarm clock next to him. "Fan-bloody-tastic, I'm running late" He scrambled out of bed and got dressed as fast as he could.
"Mister Malfoy, so good to see you again." A greasy haired man appeared, obviously not pleased to see Draco at all.
"Ah yes, Mr. Borgin. Do you have the item?"
"Right here." He patted an object wrapped around thick layers of cloth.
"Hmm…" Draco eyed the object wearily.
"And do you have the money?" Mr. Borgin sharply inquired.
"Right here." Draco mimicked holding what seemed to be a large amount of galleons. "But before I give you this amount of money I need to see the object for myself.
The man named Mr. Borgin snapped his fingers and immediately two of the men behind him grabbed the object he was holding and carefully unwrapped it.
"Tom Riddle's spell book"
"And you'll never get to keep it," He accio-ed the money from Draco's hands. "Goodbye Mister Malfoy." Mr. Borgin continued in his false sugar coated voice. Two men equipped with wands appeared threatening to curse Malfoy.
Malfoy did the most astonishing thing,-he smirked.
At least 50 aurors appeared from their hiding places at the dock, each one owned a wand.
Malfoy inspected his nails in a bored manner. "Now Mr. Borgin, about that book…"
Mr. Borgin did the least sensible thing and ran. His face was greeted by the chest of a rather large and scary looking ministry official. Mr. Borgin gulped, and smiled nervously at the man. The man only grunted and narrowed his eyes.
"Pleasure doing business with you Mr. Borgin." Malfoy said as he took the book and money from the quivering man's hands.
"Mister Malfoy!" A 5 year old boy rushed over and hugged Draco as he got out of his red Ferrari.
"Where were you Mister Malfoy?" He asked politely.
Draco winked at him, "Chasing some bad guys."
Now that made him excited, "Oh wow! Golly Mister Malfoy are you like superman?" Draco felt as though the kid's grey eyes were going to pop out any second.
He smirked and replied, "Something like that Timmy." He ruffled the boy's black hair.
"What's going on out here?" A kind old lady appeared with a smile on her face.
"Nothing Granny" Timmy said.
"Hello there Mr. Malfoy." Her blue eyes twinkled, reminding Draco of Professor Dumbledore.
"Good day Mrs. Walker."
"Guess what Mr. Malfoy!" The excited Timmy tugged on Draco's suit.
"What Timmy?
"Gran says its Christmas tomorrow!"
"You don't say?" Draco smiled at the excited little boy. "What do you reckon Santa will get you young man?"
"Umm... I'm not sure." Tim heaved a sigh, "I'd like a mommy and daddy." He finally decided.
That broke Draco's heart, and apparently his grandmother's.
"I- uh" Draco's felt his voice go hoarse.
"Aren't you happy here with me, Timmy?" His grandmother sensed Draco's shock.
"Oh yes granny but-" He wasn't sure how to tell his grandmother how he felt. Everyone at school had a mother and father, and only he lived with his grandmother.
"Tell you what Timmy, how about we go on a vacation?" Draco said excitedly, "I'm not sure why I didn't think of that earlier! In fact why don't we all go on a vacation? What do you say Mrs. Walker?"
"Timmy can go with you while I stay behind, I'm not so sure these old legs can get out of the house anymore."
"That's a shame; we'd really love to have you with us." Draco said sincerely.
"But where would we go Mr. Malfoy?" Little Timmy asked.
"I've read about some Princess Cruise Lines, I guess they're heading off to the Caribbean ." Draco answered.
"Yaay!" The little boy started jumping up and down.
Draco felt a smile tugging on his lips. He looked up and his eyes met with Mrs. Walker's 'take care of him' they said, Draco nodded and told Timmy to start packing.
Hermione Granger needed a break.
James' visiting wasn't something she had in mind.
"Hermione open up buttercup!" He was outside banging on the door.
She made a big effort not to make any noise so he would think she wasn't there and finally leave.
A newspaper was in her lap as she sipped a cup of tea.
"Princess Cruise Lines
The sun-drenched shores of the Caribbean await your arrival! If you want to do more than just get away, cruise the Caribbean with Princess Cruise Lines.
Sailing an impressive choice of itineraries year-round. You can leave your worries behind and discover a world of sunning, swimming, playing and relaxing.
Cruises ranging from 6 to 11 days, you'll have more time and a lot more fun as you sail on board the youngest and most amenity-filled ships in the region, with an incredible array of activities and entertainment options..."
'Sounds like fun' Hermione thought. 'Perhaps I should go on this cruise to get away from James and relax a bit.
She started packing her clothes and shrunk the rest of her stuff into her suitcase to make sure nothing would happen to it, she did this very quietly since James was still banging on her door. Then she apparated to the only place she could think of, -Aurora's house.
(A/N: You'll find out who Aurora is next time. I cut a lot of things in this chapter that's why it's too short, I was going to make Aurora Timothy's older sister but decided it wouldn't work out! You'll find out why later xP Thanks to lindsay, Celebrytie Foraire, zaly, ginsensu & DarkWolfX ! Merry Christmas, Happy New Year)