Dramione ~ 20 Years Later

Surprises and Shopping

Welcome back, tiny cakes covered in icing and sprinkles :)

Narcissa led the way as we walked down winding streets and narrow passage ways, tilting our bodies to the side every so often to avoid colliding with another witch or wizard heading in the opposite direction. We passed various store fronts that I couldn't identify due to the heads of people much taller than me blocked my view of the signs decorating each shop to advertise what they sold.

I nearly lost sight if Narcissa one or two times, and I decided I should hold on to one of Scorpius' shoulders so that we wouldn't lose him among the of busy shoppers, desperate to get to where they needed to be before the stuff all sold out for the day and they'd have to come back next week.

As we were walking there was a few curious glances our way and I even caught snippets of conversation, "-Malfoys? Haven't seen them in a while have we, Jo?" "Been out hidin', I bet" "We don't welcome Deatheaters here." "-Draco Malfoy? The ex-Deatheat-" I chose to zone out before I ended up punching someone.

"We're here!" Exclaimed Narcissa, as she came to an abrupt stop that nearly sent me crashing into her back. I looked in the direction to where she was pointing to see a cursive sign for 'Madam Malkin's Robes For All Occasions'. We passed below the worn, wooden sign and stepped through the door to be greeted by a squat, smiling witch dressed all in mauve.

"Hogwarts, dear?" She said, addressing Scorpius. "Got the lot here- another young man being fitted up just now, in fact."

In the back of the shop, a boy with jet black hair and mischievous brown eyes was standing on a footstool as another witch pinned up his long, black robes. Madam Malkin stood Scorpius on the stool next to him, slipped a long robe over his head and began to pin it to the right length.

I looked over towards the other boy who was stood beside someone that appeared to be his dad. The man had his back to me, so I couldn't see his face- but when he finally turned around, I'm pretty sure I made a sound that would have been alike to that of a dying bird. Harry Potter. He turned around a noticed myself and Narcissa. He smiled before walking over to us.

"Mrs Malfoy," he said with a gentle smile on his face as he looked in Narcissa's direction, "I haven't seen you in quite some time. How are you?"

"I'm well, thank you, Mr Potter" she greeted with a genuine smile and a curt nod.

Harry then turned back towards me with a kind, welcoming smile before saying to me, "And if my Daily Prophet is worth anything, then perhaps I'm correct in assuming that you must also be Mrs Malfoy?" He said with an amused glint in his emerald green eyes.

"Yes. That would be me. It's a pleasure to meet you," I gave him a small, strained smile that I hope he didn't notice before nodding in the direction of boy on the footstool beside Scorp, "is that your son?" I inquired, genuinely curious.

"Yes!" He told me with a huge grin, stretching across his features. "That's Albus, he starts Hogwarts this year."

Narcissa noticed my seeming slightly uncomfortable with the conversation, and replied to him on my behalf to spare me from the need to do so. "Lovely," she said with a polite smile, "my grandson is on the footstool beside him. He also starts this year."

Before Harry could reply again another boy walked into the shop. A witch who worked there walked over to greet him but he gave her a charming smile and dismissed her, saying that he was just meeting someone. I watched as he did a quick glance around the room and noticed Harry. His eyes lit up as he began to stride purposefully towards him.

"Hey, dad," he said to Harry, "mum asked me to tell you that she wants to be at Fred and George's place soon to say hello."

"Alright," Harry replied as he turned back towards us, "it was nice talking to you both," he told us politely before walking back towards Albus and gesturing to him that they needed to leave soon.