A/N: Here's another chapter. Enjoy:))
Chapter 112: Weasley's Wizard Wheezes
Mrs Weasley actually managed to wake us up early the next day, and to our surprise, the twins were already in the kitchen when we got there.
"Since when do you two wake up so early? From what I remember, you were usually among the last ones to get to breakfast." Hermione asked them, not seeming nearly as tired as we were.
"And during the breaks, mom had to drag you from bed to eat lunch."
"Well, Ronald, we are now..."
"...responsible shop owners. That..."
"...means we get out of bed early..."
"...so we can open Weasley's Wizard..."
"...Wheezes. Morning Mione." Fred smiled as his girlfriend sat next to him and placed a soft kiss on her lips, followed by a mock-punch in George's shoulder, cause he was making gagging sounds behind him.
"Can we eat now? We can't visit Diagon Alley on an empty stomach." Ron whined.
"Sometimes I swear you think with your stomach." Looking at the mountain of food placed on the table, I realized I was hungry too.
"Morning kids. We'll get to the Leakey Cauldron by Floo, and make sure you pronounce the destination right. We don't want any incidents. You think you can do it on your own?"
"Sure Mrs Weasley." the hoarse sound that came out of my mouth didn't really sound human, and they all turned to me. The sleep I was supposed to get during the night wasn't really restful, but I could stay awake. That didn't stop them from looking confused though.
"You do realize it's the middle of the summer, right?"
"I know Harry. But what does that have to do with our trip to Diagon Alley or with the Floo?"
"Nothing, but why are you wearing a long blouse? You're probably going to be cooked alive if you don't put on a shirt."
"I'm feeling a bit under the weather, that's all. Maybe I caught a cold or something. Now let's stop talking about me; we have a long day ahead of us, we might as well eat something."
They let it go, and when we were all sat at the table, Mrs Weasley filled our plates with eggs and bacon, and put a lot of bread in front of us as well as a few carafes of pumpkin juice. After breakfast, we lined up in front of the fireplace, Sirius with us, excited to go back to Diagon Alley.
"The Leaky Cauldron!" I exclaimed, and started spinning. The fireplaces I went through were passing in front of my eyes far too fast to catch anything else than the light and a few colours. Finally, I stopped and almost fell out of the stone one in the little pub at the exit from Muggle London. There were very few people at that hour there, but they didn't pay us any more attention than you would to a single car passing on a crowded street. I quickly cleaned my clothes and after all of us were there, we headed towards the brick wall in the back. Mr Weasley made it into an archway and we were met with the dark sight of an almost empty alley that was once full of colour and life. Few shops were still open, and the others had wooden bars over the windows and doors, and posters of the wanted Death Eater fugitives. When we reached the shop, we all stood there looking at it in surprise. It was a three story building, with big windows, full of all kinds of advertisements for every product imaginable, from Skiving Snackboxes to Extendable Ears and even Invisibility Cloaks and Hats.
"We should get inside before..."
"...your jaws fall to the floor."
The tour of their 'little business' was fantastic, we never realized how many things the boys actually invented, and some of them were really useful, like their line of items with defensive spells on them (apparently the ministry ordered so many of them that they ran out of stock for a short period of time).
Merely half an hour after they opened, it was full; kids were there, parents as well and even grandparents. Their secretary walked around after them, making sure they were kept up to date with everything.
"Selene!"
"What? Why are you whispering?"
"I think I saw Malfoy and his mother. Going down towards Nokturn Alley."
"So? Why are you so interested in what he is doing?"
"It must be something bad. Voldemort is back after all, and his parents are Death Eaters." No, Narcissa wasn't.
"So what? It's the Order's business to think about things like this. Really Harry, just enjoy the day."
"I will, but I have to check on him first. Come on." he took the Invisibility cloak out of his pocket and threw it over the two of us.
We followed Draco down the Alley and into the Borgin and Burkes shop. He talked to the owner about selling something and about a thing that needed fixing, or more like directions on how to do that. When he saw that he was getting nowhere with the man, he implied that he had the Mark and threatened him with a little visit from Greyback. What was he getting himself into? When he walked out of the shop I could see under the composed mask how afraid he really was, most probably for the woman standing next to him.
My brother on the other hand, dived right into the theories about what kind of dark object he wanted to use and for what, as soon as we got back to Grimmauld Place. Dumbledore was supposed to arrive with the two of them sometime during the night so I still had time to calm him down.
"What if he's trying to recruit? I mean, Voldemort wants all the Death Eaters he can have. Maybe he's trying to use something to force students into joining the cause without using the Imperius."
"Come on, that's a bit to exaggerated. What kind of help are a bunch of teenagers?"
"Hermione is right. Besides, what makes you think he was actually up to something bad? He said something about selling things as well, right? Maybe he's trying to get rid of the dark artefacts in the manor now that his father is in Azkaban."
"But he threatened Borgin with Greyback. What if he's a Death Eater?"
"Harry you're taking it too far mate. Malfoy may be evil and a straight up idiot, but You-Know-Who wouldn't make him one of them."
"Why not? His father is one too."
"Yes, but he's an adult. With experience. Malfoy's just a kid."
"You're just too dense. You'll see I'm right. I'm going to prove it to you."
Sighting, I got out of the room and walked down the stairs, slumping on the couch in the living room, next to the twins.
"Harry's still going on about..."
"...how evil Draco is?"
"Yap. I really hope he won't strangle him when he walks through the door. Then everything the Order has done for them won't matter anymore. And I know they'll never be friends, but-"
"You want your brother and your..."
"...boyfriend to get along?"
"He's not my boyfriend. Soulmates doesn't mean that we have to have a relationship and all that."
"It doesn't, but we see the look on..."
"...your face when you talk about him, and..."
"...it's more than obvious that he likes you too."
"Not true. And what are you still doing here? Shouldn't you get back to the shop?"
"Nope, short day today, we'll..."
"...keep it closed till tomorrow at lunch. After all,..."
"...we can't miss the show."
"You two are awful."
Somewhere around one in the morning we heard Apparition sounds at the front door. I was already awake, but Hermione and Ginny jumped from their sleep at the unexpected noise and I heard crashing sounds coming from the boys' bedroom; they probably fell off the bed. We all walked downstairs and I was the first to see them.
"You're here. You're okay."
"Yes, we both are. The plan worked."
"I'm glad it did. Now you and Narcissa are safe."
"Yes, but he-
"I don't care what he did. All that matters now is that you're here, and both of you are alive."
During our little silent conversation, Harry and the others managed to make their way down the stairs and he was staring at Draco in horror and pure anger.
"What's he doing here?"
"Mr Malfoy and his mother are under the protection of the Order now. I would like to ask you not to try to kill him before the term starts."
"Can't promise anything." he said, nostrils flaring and eyes squinted. Dumbledore chuckled and got out, leaving us in a very uncomfortable situation. Sirius greeted his cousin and Draco and led them to their rooms. Harry was still not over the shock when we got him to bed.
The others reacted better to the revelation that we were going to spend the last month of the break in the same house as Draco, but that didn't mean they were ok with it. The twins were happy like kids on Christmas for getting to see the tense moment, but ended up leaving right after.
It was going to be difficult, but we faced worse; and hopefully, Harry was going to come around.