CHAPTER SEVEN:
A Redhead Angry, A Blonde Furious, A Raven Blushing

Draco is making coffee to himself. Blaise just left the house. They did discuss about the research, although Draco has to lie to his mother, because he didn't need to leave his flat and take his children to the Manor.

A small smirk takes over the blonde's lips. "Show time," he whispers, and his finger presses the play button on his stereo. Yes, this will show Potter that he has no idea what was going on yesterday. And he doesn't need his kids to be here.

A very loud rock song echoes in the flat. Draco shuts his own ears, he is used to hear songs this loud. He is raised around his father's loud pubs, anyway.

He loves this. He loves to prank Potter. Just like what he did at school.

You used to enjoy it. It's not good anymore.

"Oh shut it!" Draco hits his own head. His mind seems to always disagree with him. "I don't hate Potter anymore, but that doesn't mean I hate pranking him."

You deny it again. It's getting old, Draco.

"You just shut the…" he stops talking when he hears a loud shout from the outside, even louder than the music. He runs to the stereo and decreases the volume. The song dims down, but the shouts don't.

Draco is surprised when he hears a small knock on his flat door. Not another lost kid, please, he thinks ridiculously as he makes his way to the door. He frowns when his vision falls to a three kids who are standing nervously in front of him.

Three kids coming.


Mommy healing.

Harry feels better now, but he doesn't want to leave his bed. He just covers his head with his pillow when Malfoy plays his rock song.

He really feels better now. Someone (he still can't imagine Malfoyhealing him, the moron he is) left some painkillers and he drank it automatically and now he feels better. His arm isn't sore anymore, although it is bandaged. And he can walk properly too.

Now he just need to rest. He's feeling extremely grateful that his bedroom is the very far from the front door. Unless Malfoy gets an idea to prank him from his flat, which is next to his, he won't hear anything from here.

Now, he will go to sleep. Sleep, Harry, sleep… just ignore that prat next door with his loathsome loud rock songs… just sleep… and you'll heal faster… sleep… sleep… he keeps commanding himself.

Wait. Something is not right.

Slowly, he pulls the pillow from his head. It's extremely quiet here. Strange, Malfoy won't shut his stereo up if Harry doesn't go banging his front door and shouts at him. But this… this is strange. Curious, Harry rises and slowly walks towards the bedroom door, careful not to damage his leg more.

"YOU USELESS WANKER! GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW!"

Harry staggers back, startled with the voice. He knows whose voice that is.


A redhead angry.

Draco Malfoy runs out from his flat. Albus, James, and Lily Potter run behind him. The blonde's grey eyes narrow when he sees someone who is still shouting in front of Potter's flat door. How dare this woman shouting and calling Potter with nicknames! Not like he never does, though.

And then he realizes.

"Mrs. Potter, I assume?"


Daddy furious.

The angry redhead swished her head and stares at Draco, then to her children who are hiding behind Draco's tall, lean body. Her blue eyes harden. "Jamie, Al, Lils, what are you doing behind that man's back?" she says, pressing her tone on the words 'that man'.

Draco has to snort. Ginny Weasley is a bitch, that's for sure. The redhead woman snarls at him, and Draco shrugs. Potter's kids are still hiding behind his body, Lily's small hands grip his leg tightly until he starts to lose feeling, but he let her.

"Well… it's disappointing for me to witness the Weasley royal lady is doing something unladylike, like… shouting in front of someone's door."

Ginny glares at him. "Don't satire me, Malfoy. You're not funny, and you never will."

"Why not? You're a Weasley, you should know that Malfoys, Weasleys, and sarcasm are inseparable. And it breaks my heart, you know, insulting my sense of humor."

Ginny snorts. Draco wants to say something like 'a lady like you shouldn't snort' but he holds himself. "May I help you? Or I should report you for harassing my neighbor? Or, to be precise, your ex-husband?"

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Ginny shouts, her face red in anger. "I don't have bloody shits towards you!"

Draco cannot hold himself anymore. Nobody can hold him when he's furious, let alone when he (or Potter) does nothing wrong. "No! You're the one who will shut up! This is my neighborhood, and if you cause some disturbance, you'll get kicked out at once!"

Ginny backs away. Her face is still hard as before. "Not until he," she points to Potter's flat door. "come out!"

"But can you please," Draco mocks her in the word 'please'. "do it with less of swearing and screaming like mad?"

"No! He won't hear it, that useless man-wh…"

Draco cuts her off with a snarl. It won't do any good if Ginny starts to insult Potter in front of their children. And that makes him even angrier. To be honest, he doesn't have any idea why he is so angry. This is Potter's problem, for God's sake! Why does he care anyway?

"Go, Weasley. Go. I'm not used to hit girls, but I will if you don't. You know that your brother had suffered from my fist, so you better watch your…" he refrains himself from cursing. "…watch out."

Okay, he's exaggerating. He had hit Ronald Weasley for being such a prat to him several years ago, but he will never hit women. Especially someone who's related to Potter.

Why you can't hit her? Because she was your neighbor's wife?

He just wants to answer it when Ginny sneers to him. "And you turned on an extremely loud rock songs isn't considered as 'harassing'?"

Draco has to lift his eyebrows. "At least Potter doesn't report me for harassing him, so it's not." He knows it's a weak retort, but he cannot think of anything better now.

But Ginny stops sneering. Her face is still red, but she says nothing more. She turns her head and runs towards the elevator. She is so angry until she forgets to take her children with her. Draco kneels down and faced Potter's children. Lily Potter is crying, and her two brothers are refraining themselves from not doing the same.

Meanwhile, behind the front door, Harry smiles to himself. It's not the first time Ginny has swearing in front of his door, but it's surely the first time she does this and makes a confrontation against Malfoy. Draco. And he had defended him. And now he's speaking with his children, offering them his flat until their mother comes up again and takes them.

Harry feels his face gets hotter as a wave of adoration and admiration hit him.

Maybe, just maybe, his mind is right. He really falls in love with his neighbor.


Narcissa Malfoy shakes the kids' shoulders slightly. "Wake up, Scorpius, Sylvia. You both have slept for ages. Time for tea."

Scorpius wakes up with a start when he hears the word 'tea' and runs outside, leaving Narcissa with Draco's 'niece'. Narcissa has to chuckle. Scorpius is just like Draco, who values food above everything else when he was a kid. She turns to Syl and shakes the girl's arms softly. "Syl, wake up. Tea's ready."

Syl's arms are stiff, and it's because she's gripping Draco's childhood shirt tightly. Narcissa doesn't have any idea why Syl is holding it, or when and where she has got it. That shirt, Draco's favorite shirt, is Scorpius' now, but Narcissa never puts it on her grandson, maybe it's because she loves to imagine Draco when he was a child and cannot see it in someone else's body, even her grandson.

"Syl? Wake up, girl." Narcissa says softly.

She notices that Syl's grip tightens and she mutters something before she also wakes up with a start, smiles innocently to Narcissa, and runs to the dining room to join Scorpius and Lucius.

Narcissa cannot clearly hear what she has said. And she's so bloody bewildered about it. Because Syl just muttered something like…

…"Problem solved."


Underlined words: Syldavia's words (read chap. 6)

THE SEVENTH CHAP! Hope you like it!

And sorry aaaa, I cannot grant your precious wish *winks*. This is DMHP SLASH, and I've told you in the summary and in the first chapter. Don't like, don't read. Okay? That's why I need to erase your comment. Thanks for reading this far anyway!

Back to business! XD Syl is right about everything. And sorry Gin's fans, I'm really sorry for making her a bitch here, but I cannot help it. The reason causing The Potter's divorce will be in some chaps ahead (not sure). And also Harry's history! My friend asked me why he becomes a whore when he was graduated along with Draco from a decent high school. The reasons will be in chaps ahead! And I'll make Syl faces her danger, that is. Also, Harry needs to know that Draco has a girl in his house… Hmm… will think about it :D

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