ILLUSION | A Dramione Fanfiction

Chapter 12

Chapter 12 - Confrontations and Flying

Diagon Alley was bustling with people as per usual. Everyone went about doing their shopping, hunting for bargains, or merely just having a good time. Draco, Hermione and Nick came upon this familiar sight as they apparated into a scheduled corner in between the ice cream parlour and the pet store.

"Daddy, are you really getting me a broom? Are you? Are you?" Asked Nick excitedly for what seemed like the hundredth time since he had found out.

"Yes, Nick." Draco sighed. "I promised you, didn't I? And I always keep my promises."

Hermione begged to differ, but she kept her mouth shut. She knew Draco was trying to make an effort, even though she still could not understand his reasoning. Brooms and children did not mix in her opinion. Part of her knew it was her fear of heights and flying that had drawn her to this conclusion, but she wasn't about to tell anyone that, especially Malfoy.

The bell above the door tinkled as the three of them stepped into Quality Quidditch Supplies and upon hearing it a salesclerk quickly made his way over to them.

"How can I help you sir, madam?" He asked nodding to each Draco and Hermione.

"Well, we're here to buy the TurboBlitz 4000 for this little fellow." Replied Draco, pointing to Nick, who smiled shyly up at the man.

"Ah! Then you'll want the miniature model then. Right this way!" And with that he turned on his heel as they followed him to the back of the store.

Nick squealed and ran up to the magnificent display of the mini broomstick and looked up at it longingly. Draco chuckled while Hermione scowled a little but seeing Nick so incredibly happy made the scowl disappear right away.

"Oh, Daddy can I, have it? Can I, have it? Please!" Asked Nick, jumping up and down excitedly.

"Of course, son."

"But that will be after mummy has asked this kind man about the safety features of this broom." Interjected Hermione. Draco simply rolled his eyes and Nick let out a long groan and slumped his shoulders, waiting for his mother to finish.

It took Hermione a whole hour to ask the salesclerk what she deemed were incredibly important questions. Draco and Nick waited on impatiently while the clerk answered all of Hermione's questions, obviously getting more and more annoyed. When Hermione was finally satisfied, the man hurriedly made his way to the storage room to fetch them the broom.

Nick was beside himself with excitement as the three of them waited by the counter, anticipating the return of the salesclerk with the broom. Draco was holding safety equipment that they had also decided to purchase. This included kneepads, elbow pads, wrist pads and a helmet.

"Honestly Granger, I think you annoyed the poor bloke so much he went and committed suicide." Drawled Draco.

"Oh, shut up Malfoy. The questions I asked him were completely reasonable and valid." Hermione snapped back.

"It wasn't a bloody interview." Draco mumbled, but luckily it was drowned by the high pitch squeal Nick emitted at the salesclerk walked towards them holding a thin package.

"Well, here we are sir." He said and then packaged the safety equipment. "That will come to a total of three thousand galleons, forty sickles and five knuts".

Hermione's jaw dropped, but Draco seemed unfazed. He handed over a black money bag that contained exactly that amount of money, plus some extra, as a tip for the man for having to put up with Hermione for so long.

They walked out of the store and Nick immediately cried out, "Can we go home now, I can't wait!"

Draco chuckled before replying. "Not right now son, but soon okay." He quickly added, seeing Nick's face fall.