Chapter Five: Flashback, Draco's story part one

Not mine. JK Rowlings and etc.

Stepping outside Draco titled back his head. Smiling up at the sky he didn't react when the back door opened and someone joined him. "It's a beautiful night don't you think?" Harry spoke quietly.

Draco looked over at Harry and meeting his eyes shrugged. "Yes but you're gorgeous compared to the sky." Draco answered honestly.

Harry smiled at Draco brightly. "Tell me how you came to live with Ron, Hermione, and Ginny." He requested.

Nodding Draco sat down in a lawn chair, Harry sitting in another beside him. He was quiet for a few minutes before speaking. "It was the year after you defeated Voldemort..."

Flashback, 1999

Slamming the door to his apartment behind him Draco stalked towards his bedroom. Muttering curses under his breath Draco pulled off his clothes and walked into the adjoining bathroom. Turning on the shower he stepped in when it was to his liking. As he showered Draco thought about his job or ex-job since he had gotten fired.

Three hours earlier:

Paging through the stack on his desk the blond pushed a curse back. Every time he thought he had a small break through more papers showed up on his desk. As he looked over a paper showing the Mcklinns account his boss walked up to his desk. "Malfoy, I want to have a word with you in my office now."

Placing the account paper back on his desk Draco stood and followed his boss into the office. Ten minutes later he walked out of the office fuming. Eyes flashing in anger and something else just as dangerous he grabbed his stuff from his desk and walked out. Leaving everything on the desk Draco never looked back.

Present, 1999:

Stepping out of the shower Draco toweled off and got dressed. Padding out to his kitchen he grabbed a beer and walked into the living room. Dropping into a chair he picked up the Daily Prophet and caught up on the day's news in the wizarding world. A knock on the door interpreted him and he swore slightly.

Opening the door he glared at Blaise Zabini. "What the fuck do you want Zabini?"

"Is that any way to greet your boyfriend?" Blaise asked with a raised brow.

Draco growled and moved out of the way. Blaise walked inside and to the kitchen to get a drink. Slamming the door Draco walked back into the living room to see Blaise sitting down in a chair. "You never did answer why you were here." Draco snapped, plopping into his chair again.

"I heard what happened at work. What I don't understand is why you never quit."

"I happened to like my job." Draco muttered angrily.

"It was a muggle job! A lawyer one at that, if you wanted to be a lawyer so bad you could have become a wizard's lawyer. At least then you wouldn't have to wear muggle clothing all the time." Blaise sneered as he said the last part.

Draco bit his lip to keep from saying that he loved muggle clothes; they were more comfortable and allowed him to blend in more easily with muggles. Instead he spoke about Blaise's earlier comment. "By the way, I'm your ex-boyfriend. Get it right."

Blaise rolled his eyes. Changing the subject he left after Draco refused to go anywhere with him. Sighing in relief Draco locked up then went to bed. He fell asleep wondering what to do now since he lost his only support for the apartment.

Stepping out of Flourish and Blotts a few days later Draco bumped into someone. Muttering an apology he went to walk away but a voice called out stopping him. "Malfoy?"

Turning around Draco smiled slightly at the young man he had bumped into. "Hello Weasley."


Ron walked over and held out a hand. Shaking it Draco glanced at his left hand. "Still not married to Granger yet?"

"No, what about you? Anyone in your life?" Ron questioned, walking beside Draco as they headed back toward the Leaky Caldron?"

Shaking his head Draco opened the back door and let Ron in first. Nodding his head, Ron led the way to an empty table. Sitting down the two men spoke about anything and everything. A waitress soon came over and took their orders then walked away. By the time she came back both men were acting like the best of friends.

After sharing the tab the two young men separated at the front of the Leaky Caldron. Draco went back to his apartment feeling happy for once. Ron had agreed to bring Hermione and Ginny with him when he came to his apartment the next day.

Whistling a tune that came to his head Draco walked into his apartment. He didn't notice that the door had been unlocked until a cough interpreted his whistling. Spinning around Draco shot Blaise a glare. "What are you doing here Zabini? And how in the name of Merlin did you get in?"

"I came to see you. I got in through the spare key I never gave back."

Muttering a curse under his breath Draco held out his hand. "Well give it here and get out. I don't want to see you ever again. Or didn't I make that clear last time you were here?"

"You ignored me. How is that making it clear that you didn't want to see me?" Blaise protested, handing the key over reluctantly.

"I ignored you because you should have known by then that I didn't want to see you again. Not after what happened the day we broke up. Now get out!" Draco snapped.

Blaise growled and went to hit Draco but the blond dodged it. Grabbing his wand from his holster Draco pointed it at Blaise. "Get out now Zabini." He hissed, eyes flashing dangerously.

The taller young man growled and pulled out his own wand. "Experall..." Blaise started but a voice interpreted him.

"Finish and you're dead Zabini."

Blaise and Draco both turned to the voice. Blaise cursed while Draco smiled at the red haired young man standing in his living room. Two young women were behind him, one with brown and the other with red hair. "Hey Ron, I thought you weren't coming by until tomorrow."

Ron Weasley shrugged, his eyes and wand still on Blaise. "Hermione and Ginny wanted to ask you something. Besides I'm glad they talked me into coming now. You okay?"

"Fine, just angry." Draco spoke, turning to face Blaise. "Looks like you couldn't do what you wanted to Zabini so get the hell out of my apartment."

"What did he want to do Mal...Draco?" Hermione asked curiously.

Her curiosity turned to anger when Draco just looked at her. "You fuckin' a-hole!" she screamed turning to Blaise. "How could you even think about doing something like that. To a friend no less!"

Blaise went to say something but Hermione slapped him. "Get out Zabini. If I ever see you near Draco again I'll kill you understand? I don't care if I go to Azkaban or not, I will kill you if you ever come near Draco again." The brown haired young woman hissed angrily.

Blaise, swearing under his breath, stalked out of the house. Ginny turned to Hermione and opened her mouth to speak but the older young woman shook her head. "Just the same thing that happened to Seamus. That's all Gin."

Ginny paled but nodded. Ron sighed then suggested that they all go home. Draco was about to show them to the door when Ron grabbed his hand and shook his head. Draco's mouth dropped open and he didn't have time to protest before the four of them appareted from the apartment. They dropped into a modest kitchen and Draco snapped his mouth shut.

The kitchen though modest was beautiful. Light green was painted on the walls, different kinds of flowers also on the walls. The counters were a pure white, the cupboards a light brown. A fridge was standing next to a pantry full of butterbeer and other magical food. The sink was full of dirty dishes that were cleaning themselves.

"It's beautiful." Draco whispered.

Ron laughed softly. "We'll show you the rest tomorrow morning. Why don't we go to bed."

The others agreed and left for bed. Ron showed Draco to his room which was besides his and Hermione's. Draco raised a brow at this but didn't say anything. Ron groaned thinking he would get it the next morning but went in after saying goodnight to Draco. Draco walked into his room and pulled off his clothes and climbed into his pajamas. He only saw that the room was big and a light green and silver before saying Nox and falling asleep immediately.

End Flashback

Taking a breath from talking Draco opened his mouth but Lily called them inside for supper. Harry looked at him as they walked inside. "You'll finish telling me tomorrow."

Draco nodded as the door closed behind them.