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Author's Note : Happy Weekend readers. This chapter is solely dedicated in the loving memory of Chester Bennington. May his soul rest in peace. Thank you sarkdas and Katherine97 for the lovely reviews. I love you all. Keep reading and Loving the story. Also, people do tell me if you would like more of Muggle Drarry or not. Much love! xo.

Chapter 5

Leave out all the Rest

I dreamed I was missing, You were so scared.
But no one would listen, Cause no one else cared.
After my dreaming I woke with this fear
What am I leaving When I'm done here?
So, if you're asking me, I want you to know

When my time comes,
Forget the wrong that I've done,
Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed.
And don't resent me, And when you're feeling empty,
Keep me in your memory,
Leave out all the rest.

Leave out all the rest by Linkin Park

"You miss her, don't you?"

"Sometimes, I do. She was the only thing that kept me sane after everything. Guess that's all I had with her, sharing our sanities and love, keeping each other alive."

" I didn't want to lose her too. I saw how happy she made you. She was the brightest light in your dark world. I never wished to let that light go dim. I never wished to see you in dark again, Remy."

Remus Lupin and Sirius Black sat on the grassy covered ground of the garden beside the Burrow, facing the early dawn darkness slowly fading into the golden clouds that hid the sun from the face of the sky. Sirius knew Remus missed Tonks too much although Remus never let that show. It was rather obvious, Sirius knew his old friend inside out since they were eleven, he knew when the other was lying or hiding or keeping secrets. But what bothered him the most was that Remus never opened up to him about Tonks after the war. Sirius knew Remus loved him but he also knew he had a special place for Tonks in his heart. He never hated Tonks, NEVER. He knew what she meant to Remus and he was more than satisfied by the way she had taken care of his love, his Remy, while he was gone all that while into hiding. Maybe she was the one that deserved Remus more than he did. But then he did love Remus too, since they were fifteen and he did now, even more than ever.

"You were and will always be my pole star, Padfoot." Remus was now looking at Sirius with a smile on his face which Sirius thought was the most earnest smile he had ever seen.

"I am glad I'm your Pole Star, because you see I would have bitten your ass down had you compared me to anything less shiny and sparkly." said Sirius, smirking.

"Ofcourse, My theatrical queen." Remus rolled his eyes.

"I am going to Grimmauld Place today." Sirius broke the silence after a while.

"Why?"

"I need to fix that ruddy house a little. And Draco is accompanying me. I talked to him yesterday about that, he said he would come. After all that's his ancestral home too. He wants to help me fix it."

"Oh." Remus didn't know what to say for a moment. He was happy to have this person beside him because he was everything he could have asked for. A friend, family, acquaintance and above all the most understanding lover. "Thank you Padfoot, for accepting that boy." He said finally.

"Oh no you don't say that. I already love the boy. He's snarky but has a heart. And we do make a very good pair, you'll see." Sirius beamed at that last sentence.

"Hah sure you will." Remus snorted. " I just hope Harry understands." He added as an after thought, sighing.

Sirius held out his hand and embraced his wolf. He knew Remus was worried for Harry and Draco. But he was sure his Godson was better than holding onto hate and grudges. "He'll find his way Remy, they both will." He assured.

They sat there by the garden until the morning sun shone bright in the Summer sky, basking in each other's company. It wasn't until Molly had called out for them from the kitchen had they walked back, hand in hand, to the house. Once inside, Sirius and Remus talked to Molly about their plans of going back to Grimmauld later that day after Sirius and Draco get the house cleaned out and make it brand new. Molly had requested them to stay a little longer but agreed reluctantly when Remus held out the point of Draco's safety.

"The boy needs to be kept undercover, it'll only risk him more if he stays here long." Remus had said.

"If that's the case, alright you may leave today. But not before lunch, okay?" Molly said softly.

"Ofcourse Molly. I would love to have exquisite dinner by your hands than starve to death at my place because unlike you some people here know nothing about kitchen and cooking." Sirius huffed looking back at Remus.

"Says the Grand Chef Paddy himself." Remus retorted.

Harry woke up to the hot summer morning sunlight pouring through the window by his bed. Putting on his glasses, he saw nobody was in the room except for him and Hedwig, who was sitting by the table top beside his bed. He patted Hedwig's head for a minute who greeted him with a soft hoot. Smiling down at her, he went to the bathroom to get fresh. Memories from the night before came flooding back to him as he tried to clear his mind of the remaining sleep and brushed his teeth. He was having a good time with his friends last night when that idiot Draco had decided to barge in and spoil their fun. Harry was angry by the time he had realized what Draco had done and marched back to the blonde's room to get back at him. "No one insults my friends in front of me, especially not a Malfoy" Harry had thought.

But what had happened in Draco's room wasn't exactly what he had planned of. He had shouted at Draco for being a dork and expected a nasty retort back but all he got was a calm, grave reply. He had never expected Draco Malfoy to leave any opportunity to insult him, specially not such heated ones. But Draco, he had looked so exhausted and when he had closed the distance between them Harry had seen his face, full of fatigue and dullness. And Harry knew the person standing before him wasn't the same perky, nasty little ferret, always shining Draco Malfoy anymore. He has given up. What had followed after that was something Harry couldn't get his mind off. They had been close, so close and Draco had looked at him straight into his eyes, and Harry had seen the fear in Draco's eyes. Draco was afraid, it was evident but of what Harry didn't knew. He had tried to maintain his composure when he had felt Draco's cold breath fall on his neck and his heart had skipped a beat when he had caught Draco looking back at him intently. He didn't want the moment to pass. But it had. Harry had soon recovered from his trance and had turned red like a beet when he had realized what he was doing. Then without saying a word he had left Draco's room. All night he had thought about their little meeting and had only fallen asleep when it was almost dawn.

Making his way down the stairs he heard Ginny shouting.

"RONALD WEASLEY, YOU GIVE ME BACK MY CHOCOLATE FROGS CARDS. NOW!" Ginny sounds just like when she's angry, Harry thought.

"HARRY, mate Help! Tell her I need these cards more than she does. I have to complete my collecti - OW." Ron said trying to defend himself from Ginny's raged punches when he saw Harry walking towards them with an amused expression.

Harry rolled his eyes at his best mate and said, "Ron you don't steal your little sister's cards to complete your collection, that's awful." Harry heard Hermione snicker from behind the ongoing petite ruckus, sitting on the couch and reading the Daily Prophet, ignoring the fighting Weasley siblings.

"What the bloo-" Ron gulped the remaining words down his throat when he saw Molly Weasley enter the kitchen from back door. "You're whose best mate? Mine or my sister's?" he continued in a low voice.

"Ofcourse you- both of your's" Harry supplied.

"Hmph. Whatever. Here take it. I don't want your cards. I'll get my own ones and make my own collection!" Ron shoved the cards back to Ginny in the face.

Ginny hurriedly picked up her cards and smirked back at her brother, "Like sure you will Ickle Ronniekinns." She then raced past the room and hugged Harry "Good Morning Harry. You look fresh this morning." She smiled at him.

"Oh, is it?" Harry tried to stop the blush creeping up his cheeks when he realized he certainly does feel quite refreshed this morning. Little does Ginny know why. . .

"Oh yes. And for the record, I'm not the LITTLE sister." Ginny said in a stern voice as she let go of Harry "Always remember that." with that she fled off to the kitchen.

"That girl is mental, I tell you." Ron said still soothing his punched shoulder when Harry sat down the couch beside Hermione.

"She's your sister after all." Harry laughed as Ron shot him an angry look and sat beside Hermione on the other side.

Hermione looked up at her friends for a second and without any warning pulled them into a tight hug. Harry and Ron both looked gob-smacked at the sudden gesture but relaxed when they heard her mumble, "Finally, it's over. I have you all back. The war tragedy is over."

After a few seconds when they broke the embrace, Hermione looked up at Harry, eyeing him resourcefully, "You do look cheerful today, Harry. What's cooking in there?" she gestured towards his brain and raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"What - nothing 'mione. I just feel good today. Nothing's cooking in here for sure." Harry responded by gesturing his own head. Hermione nodded silently still looking skeptical.

Harry then turned and looked around the house to find Draco but to his dismay he found the house rather empty.

"By the way where is everybody?" Where is Draco you mean?

"Dad and Remus's gone to the Ministry. Dad said they had meeting with the other auror's there regarding some pending Death Eater cases. George and Fred are staying at the shop today. And well, Sirius left in the morning for Grimmauld. Said he had to fix the house a little before you go there and live." Ron raised himself from the seat and continued, in a grumpy voice, "Malfoy's accompanying him."

"What – Malfoy's with Padfoot? At the Grimmauld?" Harry shot up from his seat, surprised and confused.

"I don't know mate. He said he needed some help with the fixing and shopping and Malfoy agreed to go with him. I bet that git is upto something, that foul ferret." Harry ignored Ron's last comment and nodded. Padfoot took Draco with him to their house! Draco agreed to help him fix the house and go shopping! Is this the start of something new? Harry could not help but smile at the thought.

The trio and Ginny spent the entire morning playing Exploding snaps and wizard's chess. Remus and Arthur Weasley returned from the Ministry a while later and soon enough Remus was playing along with them.

It wasn't until late afternoon when Sirius and Draco returned from their little venture. Sirius held huge shopping bags in both his hands and so did Draco who followed him inside the house a seconds later.

"What is that in your hands?" Remus asked standing up from his seat and helping Sirius place the giant bags off on the floor. Harry resisted the urge to get up and help Draco with his bags. Do it you idiot. You know you want to help him. Harry did a mental eye roll at his stupid, always bugging subconscious and focused his attention back to his God fathers.

"Good Afternoon to you too Remus." Sirius greeted Remus sarcastically and continued, "We went to Muggle London. And we did some shopping for the house and all of you." Sirius's black eyes beamed just like his black shiny hair.

"PRESENTS FOR US!" Ginny bustled out of her seat and carried Hermione by her hand towards the big bags resting on the floor.

"Ginevra Weasley, manners." Molly scolded her from afar.

Harry was curious now as to what his Godfather had got him. Presents always excited him. He casted another excited glance towards Draco who had by now placed his bags by the small table beside him and was staring right back at him. . . Is he staring at me? Harry felt his cheeks turn red again, and he knew he was blushing. Draco suddenly looked away when he saw Harry looking back at him.

"This my dear, is for you." Sirius said handing Ginny her bag. She squealed in delight when she opened up her present and found a bright red netted frock inside it. She hugged Sirius with all her might and mouthed a sweet Thank you towards Draco. Draco didn't react much but Harry could bet he saw the sides of his lips quirk up a little.

After Sirius had given everyone their presents which included a set of Best selling Novels for Hermione, A pair of converse sneakers for Ron, Muggle Coats for Arthur, A muggle recipe book and pair of gowns for Molly and bunch of muggle games set for the twins; he came and stood beside Harry. Harry looked at him expectantly but was only dejected when he saw Sirius's hands were empty. So my God Father goes shopping and buys everyone wonderful presents only to forget his own Grandson. Wow.

"Harry my boy, don't you wanna know what I bought you as a present?" Sirius asked Harry gleefully. Harry nodded, excitement returning in his veins at full speed. He waited patiently for his Godfather to hand him his present but rather he heard him call, "Draco."

Harry's eyes widened like saucers when he heard Draco's name. Padfoot bought me Draco?

His shock was short-lived when he saw Draco get up from his chair and hand him his bag of Present. Harry thought he would be fooling himself if he'd say he didn't feel sad that the aforementioned person wasn't his present. Nonetheless, he took the present from Draco's hand all the while looking at him with a faint smile playing on his lips. When his hands touched Draco's cold skin for the briefest of the moment, he blushed but soon concealed it. He was sure he saw Draco's grey eyes widen at the touch and he abruptly pulled away his hand. Mumbling a soft Thank You to him, Harry turned around to open his present.

It wasn't as big as his friend's but he didn't mind that. When he opened the small box in his hands he found an exquisite shining platinum chain inside. The chain was made of thin cord of platinum with an elegant grey locket, just like an very tiny ice cube attached to it. The locket had a small flower encored inside it, as if it had been preserved inside that frozen piece of ice. Harry was astounded for a moment when he saw the delicate piece of art in his hands. He heard his Godfather say, "It was you mother Lily's, Harry." Harry felt his eyes getting wet when he recognized the flower was none other than a white lily and he hurled himself at Sirius, hugging him tightly. He was sobbing now. Sirius placed a sweet kiss on Harry's forehead and hugged him back. Harry remembered the scene from the Forbidden forest during the war. The ones that love us never really leave us. He held the chain firmly in his hands. He was happy to have his God father by his side now. He was grateful for every person he had in his life, and he was content.

After a very pleasant lunch, Remus mentioned it was time for them to leave. Harry felt little upset letting go of his best mates but he knew this was for his own good. And Draco's. After having their Goodbyes Remus, Sirius along with the two boys had apparated to Number 12 Grimmauld Place.

The place looked nothing like it had looked two days earlier. As Harry took in the scene in front of him he felt taken aback. The house was clean now, no dust lingering on the furniture, no spider-webs hanging down the portraits. The rooms were brightly lit and they looked Coloured? Yes, they were newly coloured. They were as bright as a garden full of flowers. He looked around the living room and found it smelling fresh with cool air buzzing in from the windows. The walls had been cleaned and the portraits all stood there shining. Harry looked around for the portrait of Walburga Black and nearly hoped it might have been removed but to his dismay the portrait still hung on the wall above the fireplace, his only relief came when he saw the women in the portrait fast asleep. He walked around the entire house followed by an equally surprised Remus Lupin. They were both was amazed at the new look the house had conquered under the guidance of Sirius and Draco.

"How do you like our new home Harry? Sirius asked contentedly when he saw Harry and Remus come back to the living room after their little home tour.

"Gratifying homely." Harry beamed with pure satisfaction.

Remus made his way back to Sirius and sat beside his love. They started talking silently and Harry thought it was his que to let them stay alone together for sometime. He scanned around the room to find Draco but found him nowhere to be seen. Sighing, he made his way back up the stairs to his room. Searching for him again, now are we? "No". Sure, no. What's with the blushing all the time then? "That has nothing to do with him." You wish. "Shutup you idio-"

"Who are you talking to, Potter?" Draco drawled from behind him.

Harry was startled for a moment when he heard the familiar drawl he had been looking for moments ago. Turning to face the blonde he retorted, "Just the nargles in my head."

Draco raised one eyebrow at him questioningly. "Oh, nevermind. What are you doing here Malfoy?" Harry inqured.

"I knew you were slow Potter but I never imagined you to be this daft. I'm staying here with you, does that ring a bell?" Draco grunted.

"I meant what are you doing up here." Harry hissed back at him.

"Well, there you see, that happens to be my room." Draco gestured towards an open door down the corridor. Harry quickly shifted his gaze from the blonde towards the room and a second later his eyes widened with realization and disbelief.

"What? No. That's – That's my room!" He slurred.

"I know. Sirius said we're sharing." Draco shrugged casually. Harry's eyes grew even more wider if that was even humanly possible and the red of his cheeks returned in full volume. "WE ARE DOING WHAT?" he spluttered, looking aghast.

"Look at your face Potter. You look like a little Red Panda, all fushed!" Draco exclaimed laughing out loud now.

"I DO NOT." Harry interjected, looking furious. He stomped his feet in anger over the still laughing blonde's bare ones and walked away.

"Ow." Draco cried holding up his battred foot.

"That" Harry said turning around to face him again, "was for the ridiculous joke you just made." And with that he stuck out his tongue at the blonde and ran down the corridor.

"Oh no you don't." Draco shouted back running behind the brunette as he slid past the corridor towards his room. Harry shut the door of his room just in time for Draco to hit face-straight against it, breaking his nose.

"Bloddy hell. What the fuck Potter. Ow." Draco cried from the other side of the door. Harry was still panting from the run and he didn't realize what he had done until he heard the blonde scream again, "IT'S BLEEDING. MY NOSE. YOU FUCKING BROKE IT." Draco groaned, holding his bleeding nose against the sleeve of his jumper. Harry jolted open the door all at once on hearing the loud cry and saw Draco sprawled on the floor with his nose tucked beneath his sleeve. He was whimpering in pain.

"Merlin's beard Dra – Malfoy, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." Harry shuttered, kneeling beside him, trying to pull out Draco's hand from his face to see the damage he had made. Draco looked up at the other boy with anger burning in his eyes and he smacked Harry's hand away from himself, "Don't you dare touch me Potter. You fucking killed me." He seethed, still groaning.

"MALFOY! For Godric's sake just let me look at─ it. I can heal it." Harry shouted back at him still trying to get the blonde to shove off his hand from his bleeding nose.

"NO. DON'T YOU DARE POINT THAT WAND OF YOURS AT MY FACE." Draco whined back.

"Malfoy, Trust me. I won't hurt you, okay? You're bleeding. Just let me heal it." Harry pleaded softly. Draco looked back at him with hesitance but let go of his arm to show his broken nose. Harry looked at the bleeding nose and exhaled. Finally he pulled out his wand from his back pocket and pointed it straight at Draco's face, "Episkey." He chanted. With a soft pop, the bleeding disappeared from Draco's nose and he felt something inside it twitch. He got up from the floor and touched his nose with trembling hands, it was okay again. Harry got up from the floor as well and pocketed his wand back. Draco shot one last glare at him and started walking away.

Just as he was about to turn down the corridor he heard Harry calling out his name, he stopped but didn't turn. "Malfoy, Thank you for trusting me." Harry shouted.

"Malfoy's don't trust anybody." Draco hissed back at him, trying to cover every hint of the wide smile that was forming on his face.

"Sure." Harry grinned. He was as sure as Hermione would have been about her answers in the class, that Draco was smiling. This certainly is the start of something new.

"Dinner's ready boys." Sirius's voice boomed across the whole house like he had used the sonorous charm. Harry woke up with a start at the roaring voice. He didn't realize when he had slept. After Draco had gone downstairs, Harry had spent some time admiring his newly decorated room. It was all clad in Red and Golden. The four-poster bed had Red blankets on it, golden pillow cases and red and golden curtains around the bed. His room was colored in the lightest shade of golden with the floor mattress shining red. He had a new study table by his bedside and a new cupboard which he was sure was of no use since he didn't have that much clothes to wear. But what had caught Harry attention the most was the wind chime that hung down around his window stale; A wind chime made of tinkling Golden snitches. Harry had been so overwhelmed by that little piece of decoration that he couldn't help but keep thinking about what Draco would have thought while buying that for him. So now we're sure that Draco has bought this for us, wow. He did not mind correcting the little voice in his head this time because he knew it was right. All of this had been so fascinating that Harry had never realized when he had fallen asleep on his Gryffindorish bed.

"Harry, come down now. We're waiting. And we're starving." Atleast Remus had the lucidity to not use the sonorous charm inside the house. Harry laughed at that as he made his way down the stairs.

Reaching the entrance of their kitchen Harry was beyond shocked by the image that lay ahead of him. He didn't know what had shocked him more, seeing muggle kitchen items like a microwave and a refrigerator in their Wizarding house kitchen or seeing a particular blonde wearing black hoodie jumper with a pair of grey pyjamas, sitting on the top of the kitchen platform scooping down his bowl with icecream. Is that Draco Lucius Malfoy cladded in MUGGLE clothes sitting atop the kitchen platform having an icecream? Boy he does look smoking ho- Harry shook his head vigorously at the thought and blinked hundred times to clear the image from his head because he was sure he was dreaming.

"What's the matter Potter?" Draco drawled in his usual tone. "Don't you like our new kitchen?" he continued while getting down the platform and making his way towards where Sirius stood, placing his bowl of icecream by the microwave.

"What is this?" Harry was sure this wasn't just a dream.

"Oh you mean this?" Draco spoke before Sirius could say anything. "This," he said gesturing at the microwave, "is a MICROBAR." He exclaimed excitedly.

Harry was sure he would burst out laughing any moment but he maintained his composure and asked again innocently, "And what exactly is a MICROBAR, Malfoy?"

"It is a muggle cooking contraption Potter. It cooks food." Draco supplied in pure pride as he shared his knowledge about the newly found muggle contraption he had gained from Sirius.

Harry couldn't help but admire Draco's innocence and his self-confidence. He was sure now that Draco Malfoy knew nothing about the muggle world.

"And this," Draco said signaling at the Refrigerator, "it is the chilling box. It keeps the food inside it's belly stored and chilled. Like – like this icecream!"

Harry burst out laughing at the last comment. He knew he shouldn't be making fun of Draco like that but he couldn't stop. Draco turned back at Harry when he saw him laughing at him. If anything, Harry could see that Draco was hurt; hurt by being laughed at.

"What's so funny, Potter?" Draco sneered down at still-laughing Harry. Harry stopped laughing after a while and looked Draco straight in the eye, saying, "Nothing Malfoy, I just, I have never heard of those muggle contraptions before. And they seem funny." Harry finished. Sirius who had been watching the whole scene silently, suddenly raised his eyebrows at Harry questioningly. Harry knew what question lay in them but he ignored his Godfather's current inquiry by simply passing him a nonchalant smile.

"What did I miss?" Remus entered the kitchen holding a bowl full of Treacle fudge.

"Oh a grand introduction the the newest members of our little family." Sirius said dramatically. "Here, Remy, meet Mr. Microbar and Miss Chilling box," Remus's eyes grew widened as he saw the new appliances in their kitchen and his face broke into a grin when he recalled the names. Harry chuckled at the mentioned names taking a seat beside Sirius.

"So what has our new family members cooked us?"

They had Hertfordshire beef fillet and confit shin with rosemary and garlic potato fondant, grilled asparagus and red wine for dinner and Valrhona chocolate pavé with pistachio nut crumb and mango Chantilly cream for dessert.

After finishing washing the dinner plates, Remus and Harry joined Sirius and Draco in the living room. Harry was amused to see Draco engaged in a very polite conversation with his Godfather. On their arrival, Sirius looked at Remus with an satisfying smile, a gesture Remus whole-heartedly returned. As Harry sat down on the couch opposite to Draco and Sirius, Sirius spoke up, "Draco, did you show them the things we bought from Muggle London yet?"

"Oh no, it slipped my mind." Draco quipped bouncing back on his feet and dashing through the room towards the stairs. Few seconds later, Harry saw Draco levitate two big bags infront of him and hold a big brown rectangular box in his other hand as he made his way towards them.

"Here" he landed the bags in front of Sirius still holding onto the brown box in his hand.

"Harry, here you go." Sirius handed Harry his bag. Harry excitedly took the bag and examined the contents inside it. He gasped with disbelief when he pulled out the dozen pairs of clothing from the bag. There were all sorts of t-shirts, fannel shirts, hoodies similar to the one Draco was currently wearing, pyjamas bottoms, and ripped jeans. Harry looked up at his Godfather with awe in his eyes and mumbled softly, "Thank you. These are amazing."

"Well, don't thank me Harry. I didn't get them for you. Draco did." Sirius grinned.

Harry looked back at Draco with a surprised expression, quirking his eyebrows at him as if to ask 'Really'? Draco felt his cheeks turn red when Harry looked at him, eyebrows raised. He knew he looked like a red gummy bear blushing like that and quickly regained his usual bored expression. "Actually I just picked up the colors. Sirius payed for them." He said simply.

Harry grinned at Draco's statement. He knew very well what the blonde was trying to hide but he let it pass. Sirius handed the other bag to Remus and gestured him to open it. Remus too had been presented with piles of clothings and he greeted his lover with the same expressions, awe and adoration.

"And now, time for the best present." Draco chirped putting the box in his hands down upon the table and kneeled beside it, opening the box carefully. Harry looked pleasantly over to the blonde as he tried to open the box with a wide smile playing on his lips. After what felt like several long minutes, Draco finally unpacked the content of the mystery box.

"Ta-da" Draco squealed in a very Un-Malfoy like manner which Harry thought was very amusing until his eyes landed upon the object in Draco's hands; A Skateboard.

"You got yourself a Skateboard?" Harry didn't even bother to suppress his surprise.

"Yes." Draco grinned. "When we went down to Muggle London streets to find those clothing shops, I saw many boys and girls gliding down the streets upon these and I was bewitched. I wanted one for myself too. So I rummaged through the entire street and found this one shop that sold such boards. I went inside and asked the shopkeeper to show me one of those board. He showed me hundreds of different ones when my eyes fell upon this particular one." Draco held the skateboard high in both his hands for Harry and Remus to see. It was a gray board with orange colored ends and orange four wheels with Boosted written on it.

"I asked the shop keeper to give me this one. The muggle shopkeeper said it costed something like a thousand pounds. And I didn't even know what that meant. So I handed him a thousand gallons but he seemed to think I was tricking him with fake money."

"You gave the muggle shopkeeper Gringott's money?" Harry felt his stomach already starting to pain from the laugh he had earlier but he couldn't control his laughter and burst out laughing. Remus too chuckled at the other boy.

"Yes I did, Potter." Draco hissed back at him scathingly and continued, "but then Sirius found me at the shop arguing with the randy shopkeeper and helped me buy the board with muggle money." He completed.

"I wonder what the Randy muggle shopkeeper would have done with Gringott's money." Harry was still laughing when he said that.

"Stop wondering your pretty little head Potter and look at this." Draco placed the skateboard down on the floor and with one foot on it he dragged the board over the floor with his other foot and when he thought he had balanced himself proper he placed his other foot onto the rolling board and skated around the length of the room with his hands stretched by his sides, making sounds of pure ecstasy like "whoo-ho."

Harry had stopped laughing by now and he was watching Draco keenly, a small smile playing on his lips as he saw the blonde gliding down the hall on his board like a five year old kid. He looks adorable like that, doesn't he? Harry absently nodded at that. Harry thought he had never seen Draco Malfoy so over-joyed in his entire life. He was still smiling when he tore his eyes away from a very happy skating Draco and planted them on his Godfathers. Sirius and Remus both looked happy and content, watching Draco in his ecstasy like that.

It wasn't until Harry heard a loud thud that he looked back in Draco's direction and saw him collapsed onto the floor on his arse with the skateboard reeling away down the hall. Harry jumped out of his seat with a start and so did his Godfathers. Harry darted back towards Draco and stood in front of him, his face worried. Remus tried to get there to see if Draco was alright but was stopped by Sirius who gave him a look that said 'let Harry handle that'.

"I slipped." Draco equipped before Harry could ask him anything.

"Sure you did." Harry snorted and Draco glared daggers at him. He tried to get up but couldn't find the support to do so. Harry watched Draco struggle for a minute and then slowly pulled out his hand and stretched it in front of Draco for him to hold it and get up. Draco looked up at the extended hand in front of him and suddenly an old memory forged into his mind. . .

"You'll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."

Draco held out his hand to shake Harry's, but Harry didn't take it.

"I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks," Harry said coolly.

Harry looked down at Draco with curious eyes when the blonde didn't take his hand to get up, and he saw him lost in his thoughts. He cleared his throat in order to make Draco come out of his trance and he succeeded. Draco once again looked back up at Harry and his still extended hand. With a wicked smirk forming on his face, Draco took Harry's hand and balanced himself to get up.

Once up, Draco shot Harry a very smug look and exclaimed, "Funny Potter, it took you almost seven years to tell the wrong sort for yourself." And with that he let go of a very dumbstruck Harry Potter's hand.