Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, and the licensed copyright holders including Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Warner Bros., Inc. No money has been exchanged and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
A/N: Okay Evan's back (woo hoo! doncha just love cute kids!) but you needed all that background stuff, (no really, I swear! solemnly swear!) it's important to understanding the fam dynamic thing. And in case you're just joining us, be advised this is a SLASH and MPREG story.
Btw, I am not capable of writing a sustained story. Anything I write is going to be short, and short stories mean short chapters. Please don't be disappointed that this isn't going to be some epic-length fic. Some people have the ability to write amazing stories with lots of twists and turns and details. I am sooooooooo not one of those people. Me and my simple mind are quite happy if we can get out tens of pages of source material. I have no idea how people who write long stories with hundreds of pages manage. Anyway, I thought I'd warn you now that this probably won't be as well developed as you might hope.
In other news, the near daily update thing ends today, most likely I'll be posting weekly or twice a week if I can manage it, but if I get 20 reviews by Sunday night I'll post the next chapter early so you may get three chapters next week...obviously I'm a review junkie so provide comments and be my high.
5.
"PAPA!" a silver-eyed, raven-haired, red-robed whirlwind laden with bags emblazoned with the logo WWW charged toward him and Draco opened his eyes grinning.
"I was beginning to think you'd gotten lost in there lion cub!" He swung his son round to land soundly on one hip. "So what did you get at the Weasley brothers' fine establishment?"
Evan's eyes grew wide, "Oi Papa they have everything! Things that go bump and bang and shoot off sparks, and turn your tongue huge and different colours, and candy that makes you cough feathers and…"
"Whoa! Slow down cub! You need to breathe between words. I take it you had a good time in there?"
Evan nodded enthusiastically, "Yes! Can we go back next time we come?"
Draco closed his eyes briefly and heaved and internal sigh, "You may of course go back next time we come. And I bet if you ask nicely you can bring Aidan, Case and Madison."
"You think so?" Evan was excited. He couldn't wait to share his find with his friends and in the meantime he'd spent 15 galleons on pranks they could share. It made him feel really important when his Papa gave him the money for his birthday outing. Evan could buy him whatever he thought he Papa would like, he even got to pay for lunch and treats with the money from his money bag. Oh he knew it was really his Papa's money in his bag but it made him feel more grown-up to pay for things from his pouch.
It had been a long day though and he knew his Papa needed to get back soon since there was a concert tonight. There was just one last place he had to go, but it was for a special secret surprise and he wasn't sure how he could get away from his Papa long enough to pick up his present. He might be almost 8 but no way was his Papa going to let him go wandering around Diagon Alley by himself. He needed a plan, a plan worthy of his cunning Slytherin heritage. Looking at the shops around them once more, a vague idea came to Evan, if only he could pull it off.
"Papa there's something I forgot to get at the joke shop. Is it alright if you wait for me here I'll be right back."
Draco regarded his son carefully. He knew that look, Evan was up to something. He frowned, "Couldn't it wait for another day? We'll be in London for a week and I know the others will want to come back. You could always get whatever it is then."
Evan pouted, his Papa was onto him, "Pleeeeeease Papa I promise it won't take long and I'll come right back here."
Draco shook his head at his son's antics. He knew he was up to something but his son wasn't malicious or fool-hardy. He sighed, "Alright, you can go and I'll wait here—"
"YES!"
He grabbed the collar of the young boy's robes, "Uh-uh Evan, before you go haring off anywhere what are the rules?"
Evan sighed, "Be smart and cunning, look for exits and ways to get out of danger. Be aware of strangers and never take food, candy or drinks from people I don't know. Be on-time, come back to where I'm supposed to be by the time I've said I'm going to. If I can't come back activate my tracking pin so you'll know I'm in trouble," he said this last as he touched the silver and gold broach in the shape of a lion rampant and great snake entwined.
Draco nodded. "And what else?" he prompted.
"Be polite and courteous and make sure that I don't do anything that's going to cause Papa to have a heart attack because Mama Rhi will whup my butt if Papa ends up in hospital before a show."
Draco smiled, "Very good. Now you have 15 minutes to do whatever it is you're planning to do at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. If you're not back in 15 minutes you will be grounded during the next trip to Diagon Alley and you will miss out on all the fun with Aidan, Kaelleigh, Lennox, Chase, Madison, and Emmeline. Am I clear?"
Evan hugged his Papa, "Crystal. Now you're cutting into my time Papa."
Draco laughed and checked his Muggle watch, "Okay fifteen minutes starting…NOW!"
He chuckled as his son took off back into the store. While he waited he shrunk down their parcels to fit in his satchel then sat back and watched the world go by.
Inside Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, a young boy skidded to a halt in front of the counter and confronted the grinning red-headed man there. "Hi! Um—I'm trying to pick up my Papa's birthday present, it's two shops over at Lapidary and Facets but I'm too little to go off by myself and I told him I was coming in here but I can't go out the front door or he'll see me, do you have a back door and may I use it?" He was gasping with the effort of rushing all his words out which caused the red-head to laugh.
"Gred, we have a sneaky lil' bugger here. Wants to slip out the back so his Dad won't catch 'im picking up a surprise birthday present."
An answering chuckle came from another red-head stocking shelves, "Well don't just stand there Forge show the lad the way out!"
Gred? Forge? What a strange names!
Gred, or at least he thought it was Gred, ushered him through the back door and told him to knock seven times when he needed to come back in.
Evan thanked him then ran to Lapidary and Facets. He showed the sceptical wizard at the counter his order form and paid receipt (thank goodness for Mama Rhi!) collected the small box and ran pell-mell for the joke shop. Still huffing he knocked at the door the requisite seven times which opened to reveal a smiling Gred or Forge.
"Ah glad to see you made it in one piece mate. 'Tho' you might wan' take a minute and collect yerself. Your father's going to know somethin's amiss if you come barrelling out of here like you've just done a run round the pitch."
Evan nodded, sucked in a few deep breaths and collected himself; he still had 5 minutes after all. When it appeared as though he'd done nothing more than stop in for a few treats, he bought a second bag canary creams which Gred or Forge was kind enough to shrink for him in a trademark shopping bag making it look as though he'd purchased much more than he actually had.
He thanked them both for their help and headed toward the exit, the red-head proprietors waved at him. "Oi mate," one called out, "What's your name? We keep a record of our favourite customers' likes and I have a feeling you're to be a regular."
Evan smiled, he would like that every much. They were funny and kind and best of all they'd helped him get his Papa's present. "My name's Evan. Pleased to meet you!"
"You too Evan! Have a good one hear?"
"Yes sirs," he added with a cheeky grin.
Fred turned to George as Evan was nearly out of the store, "He reminds me of someone Forge."
His twin scratched his chin, "Me too, that face…but I can't quite place it…"
Hey Evan!" Fred called as the boy reached for the door handle. "Got a last name right?"
Evan grinned, "'Course I do. Malfoy. Name's Evan Malfoy."
Tbc...
