Harry Potter and the Troublesome Evie

By Trephinia Cealyn

Chapter 11 | Mal Havoc

          "Oops sorry about that Draco." Fred said deliberately tripping over Draco.

          "S'alright." Draco mumbled and sat up. "What time is it?"

          "Five o' clock in the morning!" George said happily.

          "You're joking?" Draco said in disbelief.

          "No actually I'm not." George said seriously. "We're having a family outing."

          "A family outing? To where?" Draco rolled out of the cot and started to pull on his clothes.

          "The mall." Fred groaned and George just smiled.

          "THE MALL??" Draco yelled.

          "Oh, good you're up." Ginny said opening the door.

          "Ginny I'm half naked here!" Draco protested.

          "Just the way I like it." Ginny said coyly smiling at Draco.

          "Oh I didn't need to hear that," Fred said covering his ears. "I really didn't need to hear that." Draco finished buttoning his pants and pulled on a shirt. He reached for his cloak but George stopped him.

          "You won't want to where that in the mall." George pulled on a Weasley sweater. "But then again you wouldn't want to wear this, so go ahead."

          "Erm, okay." Draco said suspiciously. After everyone ate breakfast they pilled into a Ministry car and headed for the mall. They arrived at their destination a few fights and grudges later. "I need to go to Gringotts." Draco insisted.

          "Well, why don't you kids go on ahead and meet us in the food court in an hour?"

          "Sounds good Mom." Fred and George said running off.

          "Wait for the others!" she yelled after them. Draco and Ginny and Harry and Ron and Hermoine all ran after the twins.

          "Come on mom we don't want them tagging along!" George protested, but it was to late. "Alright then children let us go to Gringotts." Ginny grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him into the mall. They led them into Gringotts which passing Muggles seemed to avoid.

          "I don't have an account here." Harry protested.

          "Honestly Potter haven't you ever heard of Magic?" Draco walked up to the desk and practically ordered the goblins to take him to his vault.

          "Sir, there are other people in the line…"

          "Do it now." Draco said calmly.

          "But sir."

          "Does the name Malfoy mean anything to you?" Draco asked.

          "Oh yes sir it means a great deal." The goblin shoved a few wizards aside. The goblin took them to a cart and told the goblin who was driving to take them to their vaults.

          "Number 666," Draco said handing them the key.

          "Yes sir. Right away sir." They sped off towards Draco's vault.

          "Draco isn't that your vault." Ron asked pointing to a vault with the name Malfoy inscribed over it.

          "No that's my father's vault." Draco said casually. He opened his vault and pushed the piles of galleons that had spilled out. Ron's mouth dropped open.

          "What is this the royal treasury or something?" Ron asked. "Where did you get all that?"

          "Here and there," Draco grabbed a tiny bag of pre-counted bag of money. "You're getting cheap on me father." He set the bag back down and picked up a slightly heavier bag. "Perfect." He said after weighing the bag in his hand. "We can go now." He said climbing into the cart.

          "Next vault." The goblin called. Fred told him and they stopped at the Weasley vault.

          "You can't be serious!" Draco said getting out of the cart. "Tell me this is Ron's vault or something." He kicked a few galleons. "That I could believe."

          "Nope, we only have one vault." George picked up a few galleons.

          "For the whole family???" Draco said staring deep into the vault. "Is there a back room or a or a more money???"

          "No just this."

          "That's ridiculous."

          "Calm down Draco…"

          "My cat has more money than this!"

          "Your cat has a vault?"

          "You have a cat?"

          "That's it from now on I'm officially making a yearly donation!" Draco pulled out his money bag. "And here's a few galleons for starters." Draco pushed them into Ron's hands.

          "We don't take charity Malfoy." Ron said and threw the coins back.

          "It's not charity… IT'S PITY!" Draco spat. Draco shoved the coins in Ron's pocket.

          As they left for Harry's vault Draco muttered quietly. "That's something I'd expect from Potter, not from the Minister of Magic, don't they pay you people?" the goblin opened Potter's vault. "Well at least he has some money." Draco said to Ginny. "Not very much, but he has an excuse."

          "Can it Malfoy." Ron said darkly.

          "I will not." Draco hissed. Ron shrugged and Harry clambered back into the cart. "I still can't believe how anyone can live off that much money."

          "What is that?" Draco asked sounding offended.

          "It's a shirt." Ginny replied.

          "It's got no neck, and look no sleeves." Draco had picked up a black halter-top.

          "And no back." Ron pointed out.

          "No back!! Why that's ridiculous!" Draco picked it off the rack and held it upside down. "It's defeats the purpose of shirts everywhere." Ginny smiled and grabbed the shirt. "What are you doing?"

          "I'm going to try it on." Ginny shut the door to the changing room. "No peeking." She came out moments later wearing the black skimpy halter-top.

          "Now I see." Draco said admiringly.

          "I think I'll get it."

          "Oh no you won't." Ron said and pushed her back into the changing room.

          "Ron you're such a spoilsport." Hermoine said grabbing a halter-top.

          "Not you too." Ron groaned. "I'll be waiting outside."

          "Ron you get offended to easily." Ginny said later.

          "Well you look like one of those Muggles that sell their bodies." Ron said walking behind Ginny to cover her back.

          "Do you mean a prostitute?" Harry asked.

          "That's not nice." Draco said. "You can talk about Granger that way, but not Ginny."

          "No he can't." Harry said without thinking.

          "Thanks Harry." Hermoine said smiling.

          "Uh, you're welcome, I think."

          "Oh look Draco leather pants!" Ginny said excitedly.

          "You don't need leather pants Ginny." Draco said confused.

          "Not for me silly. For you!!" she pulled him into the store.

          "But, I have Dragon Hide pants at home, they're fitted especially for me rather expensive."

          "Why don't you wear them?" Ginny asked.

          "They're too tight."

          "That's the Point!!" Ginny squealed.

          "I don't understand." Draco protested as Ginny shoved him a pair of black leather pants. She held open the door of the fitting room.

          "Go on." She pushed him and closed the door behind him.

          "Ginny I think they're cutting off my circulation." He opened the door.

          "Mmm! Delicious!!" Ginny put her fingers through the belt loops and tugged inspecting Draco's waistline. "Nice." She said looking him up and down. "Very nice." She said still holding onto the belt loops but looking at his backside.

          "I still don't understand." Draco said pouting.

          "We'll take them." Ginny said happily.

          "Harry you should try a pair." Hermoine suggested.

          "I don't know Hermoine." Harry said as she pushed him towards the dressing room. "They look a little confining."

          "Bloody Spectacular." Hermoine said clapping when Harry emerged from the dressing room wearing pants almost tighter than Draco's.

          "I can barely walk and she thinks I'm a sex god or something." Harry whispered to Draco.

          "I feel your pain Potter." He wiggled around in his pants. "Literally."

          "It should be illegal for Draco Malfoy to wear leather pants." Ginny remarked as they left the store.

          "Why?"

          "When you're older dear, when you're older." Draco gave Ginny a quizzical look.

          "Looks like you children have been busy." Fred said commenting on the attire.

          "Very busy." George said walking around Draco appreciatively.

          "Hey!" Draco gave George a strange look. "That's Ginny's job."

          "Sorry." George said sheepishly. "Ron why didn't you get a pair?"

          "What oh… I'm hungry let's go eat." He walked towards the food court.

          "Why are they laughing at me?" Draco asked Ginny about a group of Muggle girls that had started to follow them.

          "What?" Ginny looked behind them and glared at the girls. "Hmmph." She pulled Draco into a kiss, rather passionate might I add, and then broke away.

          "What was that for?"

          "Just a little reminder." The girls started to leave but spotted Harry.

          "Oh, look they're following Potter." Draco said pointing. "Don't you dare go kiss him." He held Ginny's elbow.

          "That's Hermoine's problem. Let's go get some Chinese food." Ginny pulled him over to the Flaming Wok.

          "I don't want Chinese food."

          "I think you do."

          "No really I don't."

          "I think you're lying." Ginny said firmly and pulled him over to the line.

          "No really Ginny, I don't want…"

          "Trust me you'll love it."

          "I love you." Draco said and tried to get away. 

          "Ah! Fwee sampa! Ya ya! You like! Fwee sampa!!! YES!?" the free sample guy asked.

          "Ginny what is it?" Draco said backing away from the free sample guy.

          "It's just the fwee, I mean free sample guy."

          "Ya ya fwee sampa ya?" he speared a piece of sesame chicken with his toothpick and shoved it in Draco's face.

          "Uh, uh no thanks." Draco said backing away slowly.

          "Ya fwee sampa ya!"

          "Just take it Draco." Ginny took it from the man and thanked him. "Here."

          "Are you sure?" Draco asked eyeing it suspiciously. "Are you sure it's not poisoned?"

          "Draco!" Ginny shoved it in his mouth.

          "Yu scrum chew chew hey this is good. Yuram shceryu"

          "Don't talk with your mouth full love." Ginny pushed his mouth closed.

          "Sorry." He said after he finished chewing.