Hey sorry guys, it took sooooo long, but I had college shit and scholarships to fill out. God, I'm still exhausted, but I've made you wait long enough. Please enjoy!

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Harry awoke to the ever pleasant experience of having an owl hungrily pecking at his nose.

"No Pig…. Not this early in the morning…"

Surprisingly, the pecking did not cease. With a groan and a shuffle, he sat up. Blearily rubbing his eyes and reaching for his glasses. He tried to ignore Pig, but was met with limited success. Pig, seeing his efforts go to waste, decided to take drastic measures, and took the glasses right off of Harry's nose.

"No Pig!" Harry exclaimed, laughing despite his annoyance, "Come on, how do you expect me to give you a treat without even being able to see you?!"

The overly energetic owl flew around, as if displaying his prize. Finally, the owl relented in his gloating and deposited Harry's glasses with surprisingly good aim, back onto his nose. The owl proceeded to hoot apologetically.

"No, it's fine Pig, don't worry about it, here, show me the letter."

The owl proudly lifted his leg, offering the attached envelope to Harry. Harry positioned his glasses and opened the envelope. It was obviously from Ron, due to it being his owl, but the messy inky scrawl only confirmed it. Hermione was ever on his arse for having handwriting reminiscent to Egyptian Hieroglyphics.

Hey there mate!

I know it's a bit early, but are we still going to Diagon Alley with Teddy? He seemed pretty excited about it, and one of his friends keeps rambling about some Potions shop. Don't ask me why any kid would be interested in Potions, (bloody terrifying class if you ask me) but hey whatever the kid wants, right? If he doesn't like it, we could always take him to the Joke shop. Hermione wants to go too, if only to see your babysitting prowess. So reply soon, and if you're still up for it, we'll see you at the entrance to Diagon alley.

See ya Harry.

P.S. Don't bother picking up Teddy, 'Mione decided she wanted to meet him early so she picked him up from Andromeda's ages ago. (Seriously, it's scary how much she likes him, the bloody woman's gonna be asking me for a kid now anytime soon.)

Smiling at the thought of Ron as a father, Harry quickly wrote his reply with an affirmative yes, (After all, who was he to spoil his Godson's day?) he was also a bit curious. Never in his life would he have expected a Potions shop to be popular with the kids. More like musty and smelly, and downright terrifying.

Oh well, he thought. He attached the letter to Pig's leg, and then started gathering his clothes for the morning. He was about to pick up a shirt from the messy sprawl on his floor when he felt a prick on the back of his neck.

"Ow!"

He rubbed the spot while squinting, and then smacked his forehead. He quickly went to the jar of owl treats by his writing table and held out a mouse flavored treat to Pig, smiling apologetically for almost forgetting. The Owl snatched it from his fingers and the flew out the window, disappearing into a mass of clouds.

Still rubbing the tender spot, he gathered his clothes, and walked to the bathroom, carefully avoiding several of the portraits along the hall. (Many of the portraits still had anti removal hexes, and still screamed like banshees if the saw "blood traitors" around the house.) Best not to spook them.

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Harry sighed as he realized that no matter how many times he brushed his hair, it still refused to lie down. He was still waiting for Hermione, Ron and Teddy. Harry was excited for the day to begin, since it had been a long time since he'd done anything relative normal.

"Harry! We're here!" He turned around and was greeted by an enthusiastic Hermione, followed by a seemingly exasperated Rom leading Teddy by the hand.

"Uncle Won' why awe you always with Mione'?"

"Because… Because she's a really good friend."

"Is that what you do wih weally good fwiends?"

"Uh yeh… Sure….."

"I'm gonna tell Wendinand that that's what weally close fwiends do"

"Yeh, you can have lots of sleepover parties!"

"Yeh, and we can touch ouw mouths togethew too!"

"What The- Hippopotamus!? You can't kiss Ferdinand!" Ron was blushing, the red of his skin clashing horribly with the red of his hair.

"But wew weally good fwiends, like you and aunty Mione do!"

"Ummmm," looking nervous Ron replied, "That's a different type of friendship…. You'll learn when your older…"

Teddy pouted, and his hair turned an alarming shade of puce, "but I wanna leawn now!"

At this point looking nervous, Ron simply ignored him and turned to Harry.

"Hey there, you know, if you weren't my best mate, I'd be worried about you stealing away Hermione!"

Harry tensed up. He was well aware of how jealous Ron had been during the search for the Horcruxes. He thought that the subject was still sensitive for Ron, but now he could only feel relief; if Ron was able to joke about it like that, then that meant he was truly over it.

Harry relaxed and smiled back, "Aww, you know me better than that!"

"Potion shwop! Potion shwop!"

Their reunion was cut short by Teddy's demanding cries.

"Alright! Alright!," Harry replied, "hey don't you wanna give me a hug!"

Harry was left standing alone with his arms outstretched as Teddy dragged off Ron towards what he guessed to be the direction of the "potions shwop".

Hermione laughed at Harry's wounded expression, "Harry! He's a kid! Of course he's excited about something new."

Harry pouted, "But I'm his godfather! I would hope that I'm a little more exciting than a musty old potions shop!"

"Harry….."

"He's my godson….."

"Harry…"

"My favorite godson….."

"Harry, he's your only godson"

"Yeh, well he's still my favorite godson….. So far…"

Hermione exhaled a large gust of air, "Come on oh mighty Godfather, let's go catch up."

Harry followed dutifully behind, still slightly peeved at this potions shop for stealing his godson's attention.

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After a brief jog to catch up to Ron and Teddy, all of them arrived at the entrance to the supposedly amazing Potions shop. None of them paused to look up at the name, which was blatantly obvious is gold lettering.

That had partly to do with the fact that Teddy absolutely refused to wait a moment longer and slipped his chubby toddles fingers from Ron's hand.

"Oi! Hold up!"

Ron, Hermione and Harry chased after Teddy crossing the threshold of the door, and were forced to pause at the sight that greeted them on the other side.

The first thing Harry noticed in the store were the smiles and laughs of the children. It was deafening, and everywhere. Children skipping around, children jumping around, children everywhere on top of cushioning charms. The second thing Harry noticed was the absolute cleanliness of the shop paired along with a tasteful décor of gold and and green. And the third thing he noticed, was the absolute aura of magic that hung from the shop. Images moved on the walls, displaying rare potions and ingredients. There were potions and potions ingredients floating above the customers, without them having to carry them around. There were other children with strange blobs of goo that turned into whatever the children told them to, as well as other low level potions that were available to them. Anything that was dropped or spilled automatically cleaned itself and put itself back in its rightful place. Harry absently noticed a broom sweeping away across the floor on its own.

The golden trio stood there with their mouths hung open.

"Bloody hell," Ron murmured. He looked back at his friends, "are you guys sure this is a potions shop?"

Teddy grasped Ron's arm and began tugging on him, "I wanna go see the gwoops!"

"Wait Teddy!" But to no avail, Ron was dragged off into a sea of people.

"Bloody hell, damn this was a huge turnout! Oh hey there guys, welcome, do you need anything in specific?"

Harry and Hermione turned around to find a strange woman with bubblegum pink hair and long feather earrings smiling at them.

"Uh no…. We'r not looking for anything in specific, um, are you the owner?," asked Hermione.

The woman looked at them incredulously and then started convulsing, holding her face in her hands. "Hahahahhahahahahahhahahhahaha!"

Just when Harry and Hermione were beginning to think she was having some kind of seizure she looked back at them with tears in her eyes, "Oh god! You think I'm him, oh god! Hehehehe, wait till I tell him, 'Hey Draco! How about you hand over your rights to the shop, seeing as how most of your customers think I'm the owner….' Hehehehe, really that's his own fault for skulking about, you don't know how many people have asked me that question already! Anyway, my names Meggie Prittle, but everyone just calls me Meggie and unfortunately, this beautiful ass isn't the owner of this shop," Meggie held out her hand, "pleasure to meet your acquaintance!" Meggie kept her hand out dutifully, waiting for someone to shake it, and becoming more and more puzzled as they stood there with a faraway look in their eyes.

Then Hermione asked in a hushed tone, "Did you say… Draco? As in, Draco Malfoy?"

Meggie furrowed her brows, "You know im'?"

Harry opened his mouth, about to reply, when her heard an enraged scream and a shocked yell at the same time. All three heads turned toward the sound.

"You fucking ferret face! Are you following us around? You death eater scum!"

Ron was holding Malfoy but the collar of his shirt, two feet above the floor pressed against a wall, Malfoy's face turning blue from lack of oxygen.

"No Ron!" Hermione screamed and ran over to Ron and Malfoy.

All Harry could do was stare, feeling shocked as his friend ran over to his best friend who was choking his supposed nemesis, which he hadn't seen in a few years.

The fourth thing he noticed about the shop, was a heavy golden cursive appearing periodically in the images floating on the walls reading, "Malfoy's Marvelous Potions Emporium" Harry stared at the writing.

The fourth thing he noticed about the shop, was noticed too late.

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Hehehe…. Funny how Harry cares about a store more than the fact that it seems Ron is the one bonding the most with Teddy. I really didn't try to do that, the characters just write themselves! Anyway, it's Draco's perspective next, what will happen? Please, please, please, leave reviews, they feed my poor soul.