Prompt/Title: Revolving
Character(s): Draco Malfoy, Ronald Weasley, Mr. Granger
Summary: Mr. Granger helps Draco and Ron on a mission.
Rating: T
Word count: 684 according to wordcounter . net
Author's notes: The last entry was pretty sombre, so I decided that no matter what prompt I received for this one, I would lighten up the mood. Part of the 20 Prompts, 20 Drabbles challenge, Your Favorite House Boot Camp Challenge for Omen, Favorite Character Boot Camp Challenge for Message, and Friendship Boot Camp Challenge for Search.
Thank you to my lovely beta's, tygermine and MrsBates93
All drabbles are part of the same timeline but not in order.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize, and maybe even some of the stuff you don't.

Draco really wondered how they had done it. How did they had managed to rope him into spending time with the Weasel? He knew what they were plotting: putting them in enough situations until eventually there would be a tentative friendship. Little did they know, but the Weasel and he already had an arrangement. So what if it was the first favourable Malfoy-Weasley arrangement in the past five-hundred years. It made both their wives happy, and that's what mattered.

If Weasley's wife knew, she'd commend him for pulling off such a Slytherin feat.

If Hermione knew, well, he'd need to purchase a more comfortable couch – the last one was blasted into pieces by a well-aimed Reducto.

The arrangement was as follows: When in the vicinity of each other while either wife is present, we will act as if the other is not a Weasley or a Malfoy. If there is no wife present, then all bets are off.

It had been working for the past year; ever since Weasley had wised up and married Pansy, their tentative cease-fire was perfect. But for some reason, in the past two months, the wives were really testing their resolve. There are only so many errands a bloke can do with his best friend's spouse. It was now starting to verge into the ridiculous.

Today's errand was to retrieve a book from Muggle London that Pansy had wanted. She, of course, had asked her husband to get it. Weasley had asked Hermione about it. She had said she knew a store that sold it and that Draco could help. Draco knew that he couldn't help. Absolutely not. His experience in the Muggle world was limited to getting to and from his in-laws'.

Needless to say, he needed help – but he wouldn't tell his wife that. So he did the next best thing. He called her dad.

Her dad was still working at the Happy Smiles Dentistry – Draco thought it was an oxymoron, Happy Smiles at dentistry? If they're a sadist maybe – her dad was able to push appointments around and take an extended lunch the next day.

The day of the field trip dawned on Draco, and he was not looking forward to it in the least. Weasley was due at ten, which gave them ample time to drive to the Granger's. While waiting, he had a cuppa, read a few sections of the Daily Prophet, and it wasn't until twenty minutes after the agreed time that the red-headed buffoon showed up.

Instead of arguing, which was their custom, Draco walked to the newly added garage and got into his Bentley. While driving down the A363 towards Bath, the Weasel's eyes went wide taking in the Muggle city of Trowbridge.

Luckily, the half hour ride was spent in silence. Each of the young men contemplating why in the hell a book was so necessary.

When he finally pulled into the Granger's driveway, Sebastian, Hermione's father, was already outside waiting.

"I don't have that long of a lunch. So let's go. It's a ten minute walk."

The two Purebloods followed, pass Pulteney Bridge, towards what Draco thought was their final destination.

When they were turning off Northgate St., Draco couldn't help but ask "Aren't we going to the Central Library for this book?"

Sebastian just chuckled and continued on his way until he stopped in front of a bright purple storefront. Draco was knocked forward by the Weasel and just barely managed to right himself in time. He sneered at him, and was about to tell him off, when Sebastian announced they were there.

When the two young men turned to look at Funky Bambini they were puzzled. On closer inspection, inside the window, they saw prams, cribs, and a plethora of other things an expectant parent would need on a revolving stand.

They followed Sebastian to the book aisle, where he handed them a book titled Baby Names, and said "I'm pretty sure this is the book the girls said they wanted."

When it finally dawned on them why they were there, they both softly muttered, "Bloody hell."

I imagine Malfoy Manor to be just outside of Trowbridge. I used the Manor House Rood Ashton Park the basis.
The house that I picture for the Granger's is a quaint spacious modern house that's just outside the city, near the gardens. The house I've based their home off of is located at 2 North Lodge North Road Bath.
It is a half mile from where I have placed the Granger's to the Funky Bambini, and should take a 10 minute walk, unless you stop along all the shops.
Pulteney Bridge is one of only four bridges lined with shops in the world.
The children's store, Funky Bambini, does actually exist and really is painted purple.
The Bath Central Library is on Northgate St. You can't actually see it if you're going straight to Upper Borough Walls (which is a one way road).