Chapter Summary: Harry and Draco don't end up meeting in a robe shop. Clover playing fetch and Mrs. Grace has her books confused. All while Tom Drake is a very evil wizard and Lucius needs to be carried.

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Lucius Malfoy was not at all pleased.

He didn't want his son to be spending time with Mudbloods, blood traitors and worst in a disgusting muggle area. His wife on the other hand had other ideas, whom normally would have just let Lucius raise his son the way he had wanted to, but with Black out. He has to spend time with Narcissa dear cousin as his wife had placed it.

Black must have lost his mind even more if he wanted to live in a muggle area. Honestly, no wonder that mother of his wanted him gone, it was bad enough he landed in a house of lions and now he's living in a muggle area.

'Malfoy.'

After fooing over to Black new house, he found himself staring off with the man. It was almost an insult that the world seemed to have think Black was the Dark Lord number one supporter.

'Black.'

'Narcissa,' his wife said as she cut in between the two men. 'Honestly, the both of you. Act your age.'

'In case you haven't noticed were in a disgusting muggle area.'

'It's not that bad,' Black said. 'They have a lot of things the wizarding word doesn't. They need to know how to live life without magic and because of that they've made some pretty cool things in the process.'

Lucius couldn't help, but winkle up his face in disgust. He did try to stop himself from showing anything in front Black, but muggles in general just left an awful taste in his mouth. Narcissa and Black have both been exchanging letters to one another, for a while talking about how Draco should get to know Harry.

Lucius wasn't too fond of Harry Potter, knowing about him destroying the Dark Lord as a baby and he was even less thrilled of his son and heir to even be known with Potter. His wife though was his wife and was always able to get what she wanted when she put her mind to it. So, he was dragged off to spend time in a muggle area.

'So, you're my nephew?' Sirius asked looking down at his son.

'Yes.' Draco said. 'I supposed so.'

'You can call me Uncle Sirius then. We will go and find Harry.'

'Lost you're Godson already Black?' Lucius asked.

'No. He's with his Grandmother. She's not my mother mind you, but she lives next door. I have her to thank for me being free.'

'Mudblood'

Narcissa frowned at him and Black face suddenly went very dark. Lucius supposed he could always kill the old lady and blame Black for her death if he really wanted to find a way out of spending time in a muggle area.

'Then let's meet this woman. Come along Draco.'

'Yes, father.'

'Don't use that word around her,' Black warned.

Black opened the door and closed it as he darted to the house next door. The street was rather boring, all the houses were the same.

'So, where's this Potter kid?'

'Uncle Sirius.'

Speaking of, he turned his head to see Harry Potter down the street with an oversize mutt.

'Hey kid.'

'Clover and I are playing fetch.'

'Will I happen to have a friend that you should meet. Why don't you come over this way, so the whole street doesn't hear it?'

Potter smiled. He was at least Draco age at least seven years old, and could have been mistaken for another version of James Potter. With that messy black hair and glass of his, the only noticeable thing that the boy got from his Mudblood mother we're the killing curse green eyes and oddly enough wearing robes. Which was a little strange since Lucius thought the kid would be wearing muggle clothes to try and blend in.

As the boy ran up to them the other size mut ran beside Potter.

'What is that?' Draco asked pointing at the animal beside Harry.

'Her name Clover. She's Gran doberman.'

'Doberman?' Narcissa asked. 'Lucius?'

Yes, he knows very well of what his wife was bringing up. He knew that Willow Grace was living nearby as it was mentioned in Sirius letters, but he was happily in denial. The wizarding world hadn't seen her all too much, she still pops around every now and again and a lot of wizards and witches knew very well she lived next to some awful muggles.

Still it can't be her. That woman wouldn't waste a second to find him in Azkaban if she ever worked out his connection to the Dark Lord.

'Gran says if you want the dog to get to know you. You have to let it to sniff the back of your hand. It shows trust.'

Potter placed the back of his hand to the doberman snorted and sniffed it before he jumped up on the kid and licked Potter face. Much to the child delight before using his sleeve to clean it off.

'Great, now I have to wash my face. Thanks Clover.'

The mut barked and wag her short little tail.

'Go on. She won't hurt you.'

His son looked up to Lucius and as much as he wanted to tell his son no. Drag him home away from this area, he was going to be stuck here until this afternoon.

'Best to listen to Potter.'

'Harry,' Potter corrected. 'My name Harry.'

Draco hand was placed in front of the dog slowly, the dog licked his son hand gently and wag her tail.

'She likes you. She doesn't really like Uncle Sirius.'

The dog seemed to have understand what Potter was on about and glared at Black. Maybe Lucius and the mut might have something in common.

'Who are you anyway?'

'Draco Malfoy. Is it true?'

'What? That my name is Harry?'

His son gave Potter a look waiting for more of an answer.

'Oh, you mean that,' Harry said. 'I don't speak about that. It doesn't count taking out an evil wizard just because you were a baby. Gran reckons it might have been my mother that got rid of him in the end. Hey, you want to play fetch?'

'What's fetch?'

'A muggle thing.'

Potter show them a stick, Lucius hopes that it isn't someone wand.

'I supposed.'

'Hope you don't mind muggles. I know some of them that I said I would hang around with for the day.'

'Mother?' Draco asked. 'When are we going back?'

'In the afternoon dear.'

'Alright, we can go.'

'Great we be back by three.'

'What's three?'

'Oh, I forgot about the wizarding time is different compared to muggle time. Come on I explained. Hey, Clover fetch.'

The stick was tossed to the other end of the street. The mut darted after it so fast that Lucius couldn't keep track of the dog. Potter ran off along side the mut and his son hesitated before, Potter dragged his son off with him down the street.

'Hey, Mrs. Grace.'

'It is. It's her.' His wife said.

The elderly woman peeked through the door her eyes glared at him.

'Stupefy.'

The only words he heard before he fallen backwards and lands on the ground with a thud. His wife calling out to him as he done so.

Sirius Black didn't think this through. Mrs. Grace often used her magic inside the house, but she didn't use it where muggle eyes could see it.

'You can't just stun him!'

'I think I can. He's an x Death Eater at my door.'

Narcissa was fussing over her still husband, lucky Draco or Harry were not around to see the older Malfoy being stunned with a Stupefy spell casted by an old woman. He could hear Clover happily barking away at the other end of the street.

'I thought you knew better then to listen to gossip about Death Eaters.'

She frowned at him. If looks could kill, Sirius Black would be dead.

'You don't need to be a Ravenclaw to work out that most of the dark, pureblood families we're Death Eaters.'

Alright so she had a point, still.

'How do you even know that?'

'Sirius Black who would be the easiest to manipulate, due to fear of losing control and dead brain cells from inbreeding?'

'Purebloods? Also, I feel a little insult at that.'

She waved him off.

'I don't mean you dear. You most likely we're dropped as a baby.'

He frowned at her, honestly if Harry didn't like this woman, he would have happily deal with the fame that followed his Godson.

'Not to mention dark families. It's really no secret that Malfoy dislikes my kind and anybody else that likes Muggles. He would most likely gotten out of the Ministry grip by just paying some gallons over. It's not that hard to work out that Tom Drake would have tried to recruit them. Since most pureblood families tend to have wealth and politic power. All he needed to do was give them what they wanted to hear. A shame really, if that's how the dark wizard was thinking he could have taken over magical Britain, but no he lost to a mother. Tut, tut, tut.'

This woman was nuts. You can't just go around calling the most feared wizard Tom, but no matter how many times Sirius had told her to call her by that title. She wouldn't listen actually come to think about it, she did make a point Tom was easy to roll of the tongue.

'First of all, we don't even know if it was Lily that killed him.'

'I'm being nice not to hurt the dead feelings about being killed by a baby that would most likely land on his face from his own clumsily.'

'Can one of you help my husband get off the ground,' Narcissa said.

Alright a stunned Malfoy, Sirius forgot about that.

'Can you just be nice to him. His son is my nephew.'

'Son?'

There was a soften in Mrs. Grace face. If there's any reason not to get Malfoy sent behind bars just for being a possible Death Eater. His son might be Malfoy savour.

'Yes, son. I told you about Narcissa didn't I? She married the man and had a kid with him the same age as Harry and is currently hanging around a bunch of muggles and playing fetch with Clover.'

Clover was on his side when he heard the dog down the street bark happily.

'Alright fine, but if the Chamber of Secrets is opened up in Harry second year of Hogwarts. With a three head dog trying to kill him and muggle born's. I will make sure that Malfoy will get kissed. Now, then Lady Malfoy let me help you. Sirius be a good boy and help out to.'

'Shouldn't you be more worried about using magic in front of muggles Mrs. Grace?' Narcissa asked.

'Call me Willow.'

That was unfair, why didn't Sirius get that treatment. He just gets insulted.

'And, nonsense. There more likely to denial the fact that they have just seen magic. Don't worry about them.'

It's here where Sirius is helping lifting up a stun Malfoy does, he remembered what Mrs. Grace had told him earlier.

'What's this about a three head dog and the Chamber of Secrets?'

'I think it has something to do with a snake being turned into a diary.' Mrs. Grace said as the three helped a stun Malfoy into the house.