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The complete wonder and joy in Hugo's eyes made my heart melt. I knew instantly that adopting him was going to be a wonderful adventure.
He timidly inched closer to me as soon as we walked out into the bustling streets of Diagon Alley. I instinctively took his hand and led him. We shopped for half an hour before flooing to my little flat. A little three bedroom cottage on the outskirts of London, with a nice sized pond in the backyard is where I called home.
"Can I really have my own room?" Hugo asked shyly while barely containing his excitement. "Of course you can "I smiled down at him and let his hand go. He squealed and began exploring his room as soon as I let go. Although, the room was bare besides a bed and a closet. His little eyes sparkled with delight.
"Tomorrow we can go looking for more furniture to put in here" I proclaimed more to myself than him.
The next day Hugo and I ventured into muggle London. Hugo had never been there and was so excited and interested in practically everything. We came home exhausted with a bookshelf, books, a toy chest and some shelves along with some toys. Before heading home we stopped by Diagon Alley to pick up some Wolfsbane Potion. Scurrying along we headed to a little potion shop named The Silver Serpent, highly recommended by the orphanage. The shop was medium size with ample lighting and a pleasant smell of old books. Behind a big countertop stood a tall man with platinum hair, talking to a woman wearing a skimpy but fashionable dress.
"Well if it isn't Ms. Know-it-all Granger" the woman sneered. Hugo clutched my hand harder and pouted up at her.
"Oh and who is this? Mini-Harry Potter?" she glanced down, astonished at home much he resembled the boy wonder. Before I could come up with a clever comeback the tall man sighed loudly.
"Pansy how many times do I have to tell you not to harass my customers?" He pinched the bridge of his nose and looked at her clearly annoyed. She frowned at him and walked out the door.
"Hello, how may I help you?" The blonde man asked Hugo.
"I would like a Wolfbane Potion" I asked trying to be polite. The man raised his eyebrow.
"For who?" He glanced down at Hugo again.
"Um me..." Hugo replied while looking at his feet sheepishly. I smiled gently at him and addressed the man again. "He has been taking it from you for two years now, the orphanage bought it here."
"Ah yes I remember now. I can have it in two days."
I paid him for it and said goodbye.
That encounter with Malfoy was beyond weird. He was completely professional and civil towards me, it baffled me. Before I could think any more of it Hugo broke me out of my thoughts. He was pointing to a picture of Harry, Ron, the Weasley clan and I on Christmas. I smiled and started telling him stories. After I put him to sleep the fond memories of when I use to visit the Burrow constantly, made me realize I still hadn't told anyone about Hugo. I decided I would take him to Sunday dinner at the Burrow; everyone would most likely be there, except Ginny and him.
When she is referring to "him" she means Harry.