This chapter is longer than the rest, in my opinion. Well, I won't waste any of our time, but I have one word of advice. Do not eat Sour Patch Kids and then Reese's because...THEY DON'T GO TOGETHER! MY MOUTH MUST BE WASHED WITH SOAP NOW!..Anyways, good reading and eating, my fellow...humans!
Harry cursed and kicked at the door angrily. "OWWW!" He bent down and rubbed his toe as it began to turn red. "Note to self- do not kick doors without shoes." He sighed and poked the door with his other foot. "Why won't it open?" He wailed in despair. The locked room, in fact, was the only closet in the entire cottage. Granted, the cottage wasn't very big, but Harry expected…more. He sighed and looked at his suitcases. "Maybe I could do one of those karate kicks?" He contemplated to himself before shaking his head. Turning away, he began rolling his suitcases when something fell out of his hoodie. "My wand?...MY WAND!" He squealed in happiness before scooping it up and dancing. "Thant's where I stuck you after I obliviated that woman! YES!" Pointing it at the lock door, he muttered the spell and grinned in satisfaction as the door opened.
He pushed the suitcases in and paused at the sight that welcomed him. The place was filled of books… and dust. "Remus, couldn't you have kept it clean somehow?" He sighed as he waved his wand around to clear the books to the side. The wolf had left some of his possessions to Harry in his will while the rest went to Andromeda and Teddy. Along those possessions was the small family cottage. Although it was small, it was comfortable.
"Let's get unpacked, shall we?" He smiled before dumping his suitcases on the floor. An indignant squeak from the bottom of the pile of clothes caused him to freeze. "Please tell me I didn't take a rat with me from Grimmauld Place." He whispered in horror. Kicking the clothes away, he prepared him for the sight of a rat. However, it wasn't a rat he had taken along with him. No, it was a blonde ferret. "DRACO?" The ferret glared at him with disdain before morphing back into the blonde aristocrat.
"Potter, honestly, what are your clothes made of? They're not soft or smooth and the smell of them is atrocious! And what took you so long? DO you know how cramp and nauseated I was getting it there?" The blonde paused to stare at the gaping brunette. "Potter? Please tell me you aren't going to start drooling." With that, Harry snapped out of his daze.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, YOU BLOODY WANKER?" He shrieked. "DID YOU SNEAK INTO MY SUITCASES? Oh, what is Narcissa going to say to me?" He whimpered at the thought of the blonde mother hen.
"Oh, calm down, you moron. Of course I informed my mother I would be joining you. She approved of my decision quite easily. The reporters and Aurors were giving her migraines and she agreed I shouldn't be around them too much." The blonde gave a haughty sniff before retching. "Potter, this place is filled with dust! You're a wizard, aren't you? Clean it!"
"Malfoy, if you find it so dirty, you do it!" Harry spat out. "How did you get into my bags?"
"Well, Potter, it wasn't very hard seeing that Gryffindors are known for their foolishness instead of their intelligence. I just slipped in this morning while you were arguing with Granger." Harry gaped at him before sighing in defeat.
"Where are your belongings?" The blonde's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands. A loud pop was heard and Harry stumbled back when he saw the squashed up house elf.
"Tinky, get me my things from the Manor." Draco ordered. The elf nodded and popped away.
"Tinky?" Harry found himself asking.
"Shut up, Potter, I was young." The elf returned and Harry groaned at the mass of things it brought. "Where's my dragon collection?" Draco pouted slightly as he surveyed the mess. "I can't sleep without it, Potter." Harry groaned and he ran a hand through his hair in frustration.
"Bloody hell, Draco! How am I supposed to know? Stop acting like a little kid and just help me unpack!"
"Noooooo! Potter, you don't understand!" Draco whined and tears began to show in his grey eyes. "They're my most prized possession!" Harry gave another loud sigh.
"Pray tell, Draco, why are they so important?"
"Without them my hair wouldn't be this silky!" The blonde wailed. Harry froze in the middle of scratching his elbow. His eye had begun to twitch unpleasantly and he refrained from blasting the blonde out of his new house.
"Malfoy, you're an idiot."