Without You (Unfortunately Going On Hiatus/maybe Put Up For Adoption)

Chapter 11 (Shopping {Sucks})

*Harry's P.O.V.*

I fell out of the fireplace coughing. Something caught me. Once I opened my eyes, and was able to stop coughing, I saw Draco was the one who caught me. The others are watching Draco and I.

After a few minutes of not coughing I realized that Draco wasn't letting go. "Dray, can you let go now?" I ask.

"No. You were coughing, and coughing isn't good," He replies.

I frown at this. "Draco, I am fine now. I just inhaled the smoke and dust. I am perfectly fine. Let go please," I reply, voice hinting that I wasn't taking no for an answer.

"Fine, but only because we have to shop," He says, as he lets go and helps me up.

"Good. So how about we all meet back here in an hour?" I suggest.

"Two hours, cuz we need 3 outfits, and we meet back at the Ice Cream Parlor," Pansy says.

"Why do we need 3 outfits?" Hermione asks.

"Well the Malfoy family always has a Ball and I assumed we all were going..." Pansy replies before looking at our faces, "I think that none of you knew other than Draco and Blaise. Well, you all are coming whether you want to or not."

"But we have the Yule Ball on Christmas," I say.

"So what? We all go home, have the ball then come back in two days for the Yule Ball," Pansy replies.

"Pansy, I am not even sure if my mom is holding a ball this year. It used to be my father's idea because he would invite his death-eater friends..." Draco says before trailing off.

"Oh, well that is okay! We can have our own ball if your mother doesn't host one. Now everyone scatter," Pansy replies, and pulls Draco away.

I look at Hermione who looks at me. "Wanna go to Muggle London for outfits?" I ask.

"Sure, lets go Harry," She says and we start walking towards the exit of Diagon Alley.

We walk into Muggle London. People are everywhere. I realize we need to get Christmas gifts for everyone too, so hopefully we can do both, or maybe I should do that alone. I will ask once we are done.

Hermione grabs my arm and steers me towards a shop that is not that busy looking. "I go here with my parents all the time. We used to get almost all my fancy clothes here," She tells me.

We walk up to a large 3 story building made of black and white swirled marble. The sign says "Starling Styling".

We walk in and I see so many outfits everywhere. A girl that looks like she can't be more that 10 runs over to Hermione.

"Ne-ne!" She squeals.

I bite my lip to stop myself from laughing. "Hey Aliya, where is your mummy?" Hermione asks the girl.

"Just back here," The girl says as she leads us to follow her.

We go to another room filled with clothes and I see a woman looking at a paper. "Mummy, Ne-ne is here!" The child says as she runs to her mum.

The woman looks up and sees us. "Hello Hermione. Who is this young man?" She asks looking at me. "I doubt he is your boyfriend."

"No mam, I am not her boyfriend. I am just a friend, anyways I have a boyfriend," I say, really hoping she isn't a homophobe.

"Oh! That is wonderful. I am glad that Hermione is still her accepting self," She says smiling at me.

"Well Rayla, it technically wouldn't make any sense if I wasn't accepting seeing as I have a girlfriend," Hermione says looking at the woman.