Disclaimer: I own nothing! All of the Harry Potter gang belongs to JKR and the markings under each eye of the "chosen" were inspired by KayFedewa, the most wonderful artist! Lol, but the idea for the "weapons of war" in this instance is mine, so no one take it, please?
Warnings: Slash/Yaoi/BL (between Harry and Draco, Harry being the topper, don't know who else other than them), Rating may change, some swear words, British slang later on (but I'll inform you on what they said).
Now Beta'd bythe wonderful ScreamForSOH, so go give her props cause I'll admit I'm not the best writer in the world and I make LOTS of mistakes, so she's in for a real treat.
Chapter Three: You're invited!
Three weeks passed by in seemingly a flash for the three Children. During those three weeks Fred and George hired Draco in on their shop in Diagon Alley, much to Draco's dismay. Also, Draco convinced his parents to let him stay with "friends", not mentioning the names of these "friends" for fear of hat his parent's would think, say or even do.
Of course Narcissa and Lucius weren't exactly all for their son living with someone who they didn't really know the identity of, but they had noticed the change in their son. Before Draco's birthday he had been cold and often rash…but the day after, when he returned to the manor with strange markings and eyes, he was calm, collected, and seemed to be annoyed with his parents, but wouldn't come out and say it. OH! And he also seemed like he had lost his mind!
Then Narcissa brought up the small fact that a house elf had found Draco's clothing on the grounds the day after his birthday…and Draco's answer to his mother's inquiry?
"Surly you've heard of skinny dipping before, haven't you mother?" Then he gave a wishful sigh, "The water had been just right that night."
After that, getting his parents to agree with Draco's demands seemed much easier.
"Wow, that's the twelfth bird(1) that has come in here today!" Fred, in his human form, just with new markings, said as he came to stand beside the shorter blonde behind the cash register.
"I don't know what you mean." Draco said as he rechecked the money amount in the register before closing it, readying himself for the next sale…which happened to be a beautiful mother that looked no older then 24, with a large chest, blonde hair, and long lashes. "Ready?" Draco looked up at her with boredom in his eyes.
She smiled happily at getting his notice, reaching out a long nailed hand to give Draco her purchase, "My…nephew's birthday is coming up soon…do you think that this would be a good gift for a boy?"
Draco looked down at the Headless Hat in his hand, than turned to Fred, "You know more about kids then I do." With that he handed the hat over and started for the back, "I'm going to restock those rotten Pygmy Puff's everyone loves so much. Don't know why, I hate 'em….ugly little buggers…" The blonde's voice trailed off as he entered the back of the shop, not noticing the looks a few female costumers were giving him as he walked away.
"He'll never really know how fit(2) he is, will he?" George asked as he came up to the counter, finishing up the customer, who was severely disappointed that Draco hadn't paid any attention to her. "That comes out to two galleons and three sickles, oh…and he's only 16."
The woman's eyes widened, "Really?" she asked as she paid.
George nodded, gave her change, and started to work for the next customer, who luckily was a young boy.
"I HATE YOU ALL!!"
There was an awkward silence for a moment after that outburst, only to be broken by Draco stomping into the main area of the shop with several Pygmy Puffs hanging off a leash.
"You...okay, Draco?" Fred shakily asked from where he stood beside his twin brother, both fearing for their merchandises' lives.
"NO! It bit me... again!!" Draco waved the Pygmy Puff's around, not caring that he may kill them. "Merlin, I hate these things! They're pure unadulterated EVIL!! These blasted things will take over the world one day! This makes me worry for the penguins…" And Draco continued to rant as he set the small animals in their rightful cages, "Nothing this bleeding cute can't NOT be evil; I mean…come on! Isn't it always the cute and unsuspecting ones in the stories that always turn out to be the bad guys! Am I the only one who notices these things?"
"Yes." George answered, not really paying attention to his employee and just making the correct change for the boy in front of him.
"Then the world is DOOMED! They will take over the world and you all shall PERRISH!!" Draco gave a final shout before once again disappearing into the back rooms.
"Thank you, come again!" The twins smiled at the large amount of people that started to fight their way out of the store. They really didn't care that Draco just scared away potential costumers…it was much more fun watching the blonde boy rant anyway.
But that soon changed as not five seconds after the last person fought their way out was there a shrill shout of, "Fred and George Weasley!!"
True fear struck the two males deathly still, hoping beyond hope that they were just imagining that they had heard their mothers shrill call not seconds before. Unfortunately for the twins this didn't happen, for not moments after the yell the red haired woman walked up to the counter with their brother Ron Weasley meekly following her.
"What is this I hear about you two hiring a brother?" Mrs. Weasley glared at her twins, who knew true fear at that moment, "That's strange because Charlie's in Romania, Bill's in Egypt, Percy already has a job at the Ministry of Magic, and Ron, here, hasn't been out of the house in DAYS!?!"
"Well….y-you see, Mum." Fred started, unsure what to say to the raging woman that seemed to have been sent from the devil himself.
"I expected you to give Ron that position, show him how to make a living…even if that living is selling these---" Molly Weasley started, but was stopped short as Draco came back out from the back with a light coat on and a hat.
"I'm going on my five minuet break, there's a book at Flourish and Blotts that I've been eyeing for a while---oh, hello Mrs. Weasley…Good bye, Mrs. Weasley." Draco continued to say as he passed them, not even giving thought on what he just said…'til his hand was on the door, then he paused, thought it over, and back tracked his steps till he was right in front of the red haired woman.
"Fred?" Draco finally spoke.
"Yes?"
"George?"
"Yes?"
"You guys kind of look a lot like your mother."
"DRACO!!"
The blonde turned bored eyes towards the twins, "What? You do….not my fault you're girly men…"
The twins gave a growl, "This coming from YOU!"
Draco frowned at them and turned to defend himself, "At least I admit that I look better as a girl!"
"WHAT IS MALFOY DOING HERE?!"
They all turned to look at Ron, who was red in the face and seemed to finally have come out of his stupor of seeing the evil git Draco Malfoy in his brothers' shop. This event started a rant between the four boys present, while Mrs. Weasley stepped back.
Most would find this strange for the Weasley maternal unit…but she was actually thinking. People always thought that Molly was a dull witted woman, but that was just false accusation. She had to be smart in order to keep up with all her boys, Fred and George especially, so there was little that actually got past her. And at this moment she was studying the Malfoy heir compared to her twins.
It didn't escape her notice that he also seemed to have strange markings around his eyes and that his very eyes had changed from the last time she had seen him. He also seemed shorter then when she had last seen him too, and more delicate. In fact, Draco Malfoy had a soft but affirmative and commanding air about him that seemed absent when she had last seen him when he had been going home after his fifth year.
She also noticed how her twin boys acted around Malfoy, as if waiting for his word to attack, even against their own brother. But Draco seemed to be holding his own against the youngest male Weasley, even going as far as to step into his personal boundaries to prove that if he didn't have height, he had guts. Both Fred and George moved from behind the counter to restrain the boys, though noticeably more to restrain Ron than Draco since all the blonde had to restrain him was a hand on his arm from George.
"Mr. Malfoy?"
Her voice held such authority that there was instant silence in the small store.
"Would you like to join us for supper tonight? Hermione and Harry should be arriving as well; it would be so nice to get to know you more." Mrs. Weasley smiled happily at the look of total surprise was expressed by all the males.
Silver-blue eyes looked up at the red haired woman, "Um, that's very nice of you Mrs. Weasley…but I don't think that would be a good idea, if you wish to know more about me then we could have a lunch out…my treat."
"No, I insist!"
Draco turned to look at his bosses, worrying about his well being in the Weasley household where almost the whole family hated him with a passion that would rival the fires of hell its self.
"Um, I think we have to do inventory tonight…" Fred started, but was stopped by George when the other twin noticed an evil gleam come into Draco's eyes and the blonde started muttering about death to the pink, purple, and fuzzy. "But we'd love to! We all can come, one night of skipping isn't that bad—we'll just close early tomorrow and get it done."
The blonde 16 year old looked up at the two twins, knowing his plan to get rid of the Pygmy Puff's once and for all was spoiled, sighed then tuned a smile at the Weasley matron, "I guess I can then, but I still expect a lunch!"
Through out this whole ordeal Ron stood in shock, mouth opening and closing periodically, unable to believe what was happening before him. His school boy enemy had just been invited by his mother to supper….then they would also have lunch! Ron felt faint….
"Well, we'll be going now. I can't wait to see you later on, Draco dear."
And with that, as suddenly as she had came, the Weasley Mother was gone…leaving shock, destruction, confusion, and desperation behind her. And for once…Draco Malfoy felt pity for all Weasley kind who had her for a maternal unit…
End Chapter!
Well, how did you think it went? smiles Just a little help on what the British lingo means:
(1) Birds, as in women.
(2) Fit, as in attractive.
Great huh? Well, review and tell me what you think! Don't forget, I still need some ideas for fillers so please, Please, PLEASE help out! puppy dog eyes please?
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