A/N Wuzzup my faithful readers (Yes, I'm talking to the six of you) Anyways last I recently uploaded the Venus Stone, like my Stone Motif????? Anyway I hope this goes well and no computer breaking down happens, because if it does * Waves fist in air * So I have decided to put a little more Malfoy in this story, not the biggest part, but it gives him a little, oh and there's a Malfoy/Harry chapter. (No slash)
Chapter 4- In Hot Pursuit
Harry walked down the stairs of the Burrow, heading for breakfast. It was late in the morning, but he had stayed up late the night before so he hadn't been easy to wake this morning.
"Oh, so young Mr. Potter is finally awake." Fred and George chimed as Harry entered the kitchen. Everyone was already at the table when he sat down, and food was already being distributed. Harry grabbed a couple of sausages and reached for some pancakes when a large owl came flying through the window. Mrs. Weasley practically snatched it out of the air; four letters from Hogwarts were attached. She handed them to their respectable owners and began to clean up the dishes she had used for cooking,
"Hey, it says here we need dress robes." Ginny said aloud. Ron groaned, Hermione groaned, and Harry sat silent. Thinking about balls or dances just reminded him of Fleur, the Valentine's Day ball, the Christmas party, all of it.
"I think balls are good for the moral of you guys, I remember during our prom everyone had wished we had more." Mrs. Weasley said matter-of-factly
"Hogwarts has proms!" Harry asked quickly, looking at Ron. Ron shrugged,
"Of course dear, the graduating class has one every year, but it's only open to graduates." Harry didn't say anything; he didn't exactly feel like acknowledging his ignorance of things he thought he knew about.
"Well, everyone get ready, we leave to Diagon Alley in one hour, and be sure not to be late okay!" Mrs. Weasley ordered. The children finished off their plates and rushed upstairs to get dressed.
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"Hurry up!" Ginny told Hermione as she landed in the fireplace in Diagon Alley. Hermione moved out of the way just as Harry came tumbling into the hearth, staggering out immediately. Ron was next, followed by the rest of he Weasley's in a not-so-systematic order.
"Okay, you'll can split up, but I want you back in four hours okay!" Mrs. Weasley lectured, handing Ron and Ginny some money, " And I expect you two to get your school supplies while you're out!" She called out to the already disappearing teenagers.
The foursome trailed down Diagon Alley, their burdens lifted and a free day ahead of them.
"You know what, you're doing a lot better Harry. I thought you would have been moping around all day sulking about Fleur." Ginny said. Ron and Hermione, who were in the lead stopped suddenly,
"Ginny!" Ron hissed. Hermione frowned,
"Don't bring up memories of, of, of that!" She said, not finding any other way to express what she was thinking.
"It's okay Hermione, you guys should stop treating me like I'm fragile. I know it seems like I should be moping, I feel like I should too, but I just feel like I'd be betraying her if I did mope around. Fleur wouldn't have wanted it." He looked down at his feet and they sat in silence until Harry heard a voice in his ear,
"C'mon Harry, let's go. We can meet up with those two later." He looked up and Ginny was slowly dragging him away, towards the robes shop. Ron and Hermione were talking in hushed voices, barely noticing the two walking away.
Ginny led Harry into the robes shop. Harry didn't need any new school robes, but he did need some dress robes, he couldn't keep wearing his green ones. His school supply list also said to bring some workout robes, and he had no idea what those were.
Harry looked in the 'workout' section first, finding various racks of workout robes. Apparently they were nothing more than full body jogging suits. Harry picked out a pair of orange ones and headed toward the dress robes section.
"C'mon Harry, we can both get some dress robes, what color do you think will look good on me?" She asked. Harry studied Ginny for a moment,
"Definitely White, or Navy Blue. What about me?" He asked, spinning around like a model.
"Bright green, there's just no other color that would suit you Potter." She said. Harry searched around Madame Malkin's store for Green colored robes, finally finding a rack of all green robes.
"What about these?" He said, holding up some green robes that were made of the same material as his school robes.
"No way, you need a better material!" Ginny called out from her looking post some several meters away. Harry continued to browse through the robes before finding one that seemed to be made out of silk. He picked them up, they were a very bright, neon dark green. (It's a hard color to describe.) Harry showed them to Ginny, who nodded in approval.
Ginny had finally picked out some birch white robes with laces and the two went up to the counter. The sales lady picked up both items and did some spell, making the price appear in midair,
"Ouch, I guess I'll just have to get some different ones." Ginny said, but Harry had already started to pay the salesclerk.
"Don't be ridiculous, I got it."
"But no-"
"I said I got it, c'mon let's go get some ice cream or something, find the others." Harry said, already carrying the bags outside of the store. Ginny followed him somewhat hesitantly. The two walked into the middle of the alley, stopping at the local ice cream shop. Harry and Ginny sat down at one of the round tables on the patio.
"What do you want?" He asked, but Ginny shook her head,
"No Harry, I couldn't. You bought me that dress and I wish you would take it back, I couldn't possibly get anything else from you."
"You sure?"
"Yes, oh, there's Matthew." She said, pointing across the alley to a boy with sandy brown hair. He was about Ginny's height, not small but not even Harry's build. (Which had grown a lot in the past two years.)
"Hey Gin." Matthew said, sitting down next to her. Harry looked up and noticed Ron and Hermione in the distance, not arguing, fighting, or even bickering. It had to be a record.
"See you later Gin, Matthew." Harry said, getting up and bidding the two lovebirds farewell. He walked over to Ron and Hermione, who were laughing at something.
"Oh Harry, we've been looking for you!" Hermione said when she noticed him coming toward them,
"Sure you have." He muttered, but replied 'nothing' when Hermione asked what he said.
"So where have you guys been?"
"Looking at the new Firebolt two-thousand and two! It's awesome Harry!"
"Ahem!" Hermione said, bringing attention back to herself.
"Hey, we have to get some stuff for the special potion remember." Ron said, winking obviously. Harry rolled his eyes and nodded,
"Yeah, let's go to he apothecary." He said.
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Ron and Harry continued to take turns jumping up and down. They were trying to reach a bottle of spur's liver for they're potion, but it was on the top shelf.
"Got it!" Ron announced triumphantly as he came back down to the floor with a red bottle in his hand. Hermione 'tsk'ed and walked up toward the counter with the other ingredients they needed for their Animagus potion.
When they were all paid for Hermione placed the potions in a bag with her other stuff, hiding it from anyone else. Harry had almost forgot about the potion, but at the end of the previous year Hermione had magicked the potion into a container so that they could brew it inside of the burrow.
Ron walked outside of the shop first, and then Harry heard some arguing, he ran out. Malfoy and Ron were standing close to each other; dangerously close.
"What's going on?" Harry asked, stepping outside and breaking the two apart,
"Nothing Potter, I was just telling Weasley here that he should watch his back." Malfoy said as Hermione came out.
"Hey guys I- oh hi Malfoy." She sneered. Malfoy smiled a little and quickly turned around, facing the other way. He slowly began to walk off before holding something metal in the air,
"Oh yeah Weasley, want your watch back?" he asked, and bolted off down Diagon Alley. Harry and Ron looked at each other and immediately began running after him.
"Wait up!" Hermione yelled with the bags in her hands, she tore off after the boys.
Ron and Harry were slowly gaining on Malfoy, with Hermione in tow several meters behind them.
"My mom!" Ron yelled as Malfoy rushed past her. Mrs. Weasley turned around quickly,
"Ron, I've been loo-" She started, but Ron and Harry ran straight past her without so much as a word. She looked back and saw Hermione coming toward her, now maybe she would get an answer,
"Hermione why wer-" She started, but Hermione shoved a couple of bags in her hands,
"Could you hold these, thanks?" She said, and took off toward the boys, running at full speed and quickly catching up with them. They were still a few meters behind Malfoy, but he had been consistently slowing down the whole time.
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"So Arthur, what's new at the ministry, I heard you got a promotion?" Argo Fellep asked. They were sitting in Fava and Jolger's, a specialty coffee shop at the end of the alley.
"Yeah, they created a new department, Department of Magical and Non-Magical cooperation. It's wonderful, they deal with Muggles a lot."
"Yeah Arthur, you know it's been a while since last time we met, how are your children, I remember little Ron. He used to be so behaved and Ginny was the cutest baby girl."
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Malfoy ran into the wand shop; Ollivander's, cutting through the back door of the shop. Ron and Harry chased after him and Hermione huffed as she kept in distance. They chased Malfoy through the backs of the stores, dodging and weaving various truckloads and cats. Malfoy ran into the back of a store, rushing past two men sitting at a table, drinking coffee, followed by Ron and Harry, and finally Hermione.
"Hey Arthur, wasn't that your son."
"You know what? I think it was."
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"Malfoy, get your arse back here, NOW!" Harry yelled as Malfoy turned down the long steeping road into Knockturn Alley. Ron, Harry, nor Hermione slowed down in the slightest as they ran after him, deeper into the abyss that was the alley.
Now, some of you may be wondering what Knockturn Alley actually consists of that makes it so evil. Is it the people? No, the people are kind people, just trying to find slug repellent, or trying to make an honest buck. Knockturn Alley got its evil reputation back in the early 1900's, the Evil wizard baron Von Grindelwald had many followers, but that's not why Knockturn Alley got its reputation, it got its reputation by being converted to a living infestation of Dark Arts by Grindelwald.
Now some people argue that Voldemort is not the greatest evil warlock out there, a few actually think Grindelwald was, why is that? The answer is simple really, quite simple, the classic Hitler Vs. Stallin theory.
Grindelwald killed his own without purpose.
Malfoy ran into a small shack in the back of Knockturn Alley, followed carefully by Ron and Hermione in case this was some sort of trap. Harry stepped in first, his wand outstretched.
"C'mon Potter, we both know you don't really need it, I need to talk to you three." Malfoy spat from the corner of the room. Hermione and Ron stepped in too. Harry dropped his wand down to his side, but kept his grip tight.
"For your information Malfoy, I do still use my wand, it's easier on my body." Harry didn't know why he was sharing vital information to one of his enemies, but it didn't matter.
"What do you want Malfoy, or else I can pound you for taking my watch." Ron said, stepping closer to Malfoy; He didn't move a muscle. Harry grabbed Ron and held him back.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry asked blankly. Malfoy reached down and threw the watch back at Ron, who caught it quickly.
"I needed to see you in private because I needed to tell you the Weasley's house is going to be attacked tonight alright. Tell nobody, not Dumbledore, not your folks, nobody who told you his, I'm taking a humongous chance as it is." Malfoy reached up and rubbed his hand through his hair, showing a spot on his arm.
In a flash Harry rushed over to him and grabbed his left arm, pulling his sleeve down and revealing the Dark Mark.
'What the hell is this Malfoy?" He asked angrily. Malfoy snatched his arm back,
"I don't need to explain anything to you." He spat again, but Harry stared at him for a moment, "Potter, I'm helping you out, remember last year in France, that was vital information you didn't take and then what happened?"
Harry remembered his trip to France last year, he and Fleur were stuck in a hotel full to the brim with Death Eaters and Malfoy tried to warn them, but he didn't listen.
"Okay Malfoy, who's side are you on anyway?" He asked, but Malfoy didn't say anything, he just left through the door leading to the front of the store.
Harry started to walk out and saw a small glimpse of red flash underneath a shelf. He bent down to pick it up, but Hermione got there first.
"What's this?" She asked, the other two shook their heads. It was a small stone, similar to the Sorcerer's stone. Except bigger. Hermione put the stone in her pocket and they left the back of the store in a hurry to get to the Weasley's.
A/N- I know I should've/could've/would've let you see a big fight with the Death Eaters, but that's just not possible right now. I need you all to realize that my separate chapters with Sky and Harry take place at the same time/before something, so this next chapter is actually happening while Harry is in Diagon Alley .