A/N: hello again. i'am back with a chapter showing how Draco fits into the muggle world. or not? you'll see. i haven't have a review in a long time. perhaps i could have just one, to tell that this story isn't completetely boring. i know that people are reading it because of all the story alerts and favorite story alerts i received. thank you by the way. it always makes me smile. but it's also nice to know what people think. biz biz.


The next week passed like a dream. Draco still couldn't believe that he was allowed so much good. At the beginning, he kept expecting Ralph to fire him, or someone to attack him on his way home but nothing happened and he began to relax, thinking that he was finally able to have some peace in his life.

He was a fast learner and by the end of the week he was perfectly at home in the kitchen. The orders came out fast and Ralph had even nodded once, which, according to Brianna was the highest of approval.

She was another reason why he felt so good: she never judged him though sometime she laughed at him but he liked it. And whenever he came with a question, even if it was weird, she answered him, only looking at him with curiosity burning in her beautiful emerald eyes. He knew she was trying to understand what was wrong with him, why he didn't know the simplest muggle thing. And even if he understood her curiosity, he was never tempted to tell her the truth. In her world, he was just Draco, a weird guy that she liked. But in his world, he was Draco Malfoy, the traitor who sided with Voldemort and whose father was rotting in jail for murdering muggles and wizards.

There was one thing that bothered him though: the bar was never full. Every night, three or four people would come, order a coffee or some pie and that was it. Neither Ralph nor Brianna seemed to mind but he cared. He wanted them to succeed which had astonished him at first because it meant that he cared about someone else than him.

That is the reason why, when he got up the next Monday, after a boring week end during which his mother had constantly asked him about the reason why he looked so happy, he prepared his plan in his head. He was going to make sure the Haven had a proper clientele.

He knew that if he had told his mother that he was working in the kitchen of a muggle bar she probably would have had a stroke right on the spot. So he told her nothing.

Monday morning, after making sure that her mother wasn't eavesdropping on him, he cast a spell. A spell that would insure that the haven had customers that night.

Anxious to see if his spell had worked, he left early. When he arrived to the bar, he smiled widely. Ten people were already waiting for the Haven to open. He came in through the back door and into the kitchen.

"hey Draco, have you seen the people waiting outside?" said Brianna the moment he entered.

"yes. Looks like you're going to be busy tonight."

" I know, that's great. But you gonna have to keep up with me. Do you feel up to the task."

" I can keep up with you anytime."

He then knew that he had said something funny because her mouth twitched like when she was about to reply something that would either make him blush or smile. This time, he blushed.

" I'd like to see test that theory outside the kitchen."

Before he could mutter anything, Ralph came into the kitchen and eyed him suspiciously.

" hello Ralph! Have you seen this?"

" I have," he answered, keeping his eyes on Draco.

Shifting his weight from one foot to the other, Draco tried to smile as innocently as he could. Which only resulted in Ralph frowning more.

" did you…" he began then stopped because he realised Brianna was standing next to Draco, " remember to take the trash out last night?"

" I did," replied Draco, glad for the presence of Brianna. Not only for today but for every other day.

" alright, we better open the bar before they crash in uninvited" he said, casting one last look at Draco before stepping out of the bar.

Brianna, observant as ever, asked him:

" what was that about? He looked like he was mad at you."

" I don't know. Maybe he got up on the wrong foot today."

As always when he was lying to her, he felt that twinge of guilt twisting his belly. Guilt mixed with fear because Brianna was not stupid. She could very well discover his secret and then they would both be in danger. The ministry would never let him reveal his secret to a muggle. So he lied, almost every day, praying for her to stop noticing every little weird thing about him.

Tonight at least, she would not have time for that. Ten more people had appeared in front of the bar while they were talking and they were all entering now.

Draco soon understood that he should have moderated his spell somehow: his attraction spell was working too well. They were now fourteen muggles waiting outside, added to the twenty already in the bar.

A dishevelled Brianna entered the kitchen for the hundredth time and gave him a new order. He was completely overwhelmed and saw only one way for this night to end without someone exploding. He had to use magic again. Pulling his wand out discreetly, he started to mutter a spell when something weird happened: the entire scene froze. He came closer to Brianna and stared at her, trying to see if she was making a very elaborate joke. But she was not moving, her heart wasn't even beating he realized. Panic began to wash over him. What had he done?

" Brianna…"

" Don't panic, I did it," said Ralph's voice behind him.

Draco turned around and saw that not only the kitchen was frozen but also the entire bar. No one was moving except Ralph and him.

" How did you do this?"

" I had to repair your mess, didn't i?"

" i…it got out of hand, but I would have fixed it eventually. If you had let me the time."

Sighing heavily, Ralph said:

" that's the problem with Malfoy, you're too arrogant and you don't know you own limits."

" I know my limits. I don't have any thanks to magic!"

" haven't you learned your lesson yet? Magic is not might, contrary to your belief. Being able to do magic doesn't mean you are almighty. You can't use it to manipulate people against their will. Or force them to do things they don't really want to do, mike, say, going to my bar."

" yes, thank you professor, I already had lesson."

" are you sure? Because it looks like you could use one again. How do you think Brianna would react if she knew about this?"

Attacking him on his weak spot, thought Draco, really smart. But he could be smart too.

" and how do you think your family reacted when you gave up on them and left the war, without even seeking revenge for their death. Someone else killed Greyback and you buried yourself here!"

He regretted his words instantly but he was too late.

" Get out! Get out of my bar!"

" i didn't mea…"

Ralph pulled his wand out and Draco was thrown out of the bar. He landed violently on the street and laid there. How could he have been so stupid? He had just ruined any chances of ever having a future. And he could never see Brianna again, Ralph would never allow it. Strangely that thought was more painful to him than the idea of not having a future. Staring at the dark sky, he just laid there, waiting for one of the many people who wanted to kill him to Appear and finish him off.