Potter's Shadow (Draco Malfoy)

Chapter 34

"Rose!" Mr Ollivander called into the back, where I was currently sorting through the wands, ordering them by properties. "Somebody is here to take you to Dinner!" 

I knew it was going to be Draco. Since he found out about my job at Ollivander's he tries to see me everyday I'm working, for Lunch or Dinner. Yesterday, he had even brought Blaise with him to Lunch, which had been refreshing. I needed the time with Draco, being surrounded by the Weasley's and Hermione at Grimmauld Place had started to become exhausting. 

Brushing off the dust from my robes, I headed out to the front. As I expected Draco was waiting for me, "You ready for dinner, Ro?"

I smiled grabbing my cloak from the stand, pulling it over my arm before turning to Ollivander, "I'll see you tomorrow."

Ollivander just smiled and waved me out. Draco pulled me into a hug, laughing as he pulled a cobweb from my hair, "Been working hard, I see."
I laughed, quickly pecking his lips, "Let's get some food." 

After dinner, Draco walked me to the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron. He pulled me into a kiss. God, I still wasn't use to this feeling. Just as I was about to pull back, he used his hands on my hip to pull me back closer. I pretty much had to ply myself off. 

"I have to go. We have guests. I promised I'd spend some time with them before they all had to leave," I explained as I stood wrapped up in Draco's arms. 
"Why can't I come?" Draco complained. 
I laughed and looked up at him, "You mean except the huge amount of Gryffindor's and Weasley's." 

Draco scrunched his nose up before nodding and ushering me to the fireplace. I grabbed the floo powder and in a strong whisper, "Grimmauld Place." I always whispered when returning to prevent anyone overhearing, one of the Order's conditions for my job. 

I stumbled into the living room, only to find it empty. Normally, Ginny or somebody would be waiting to ask how my day was. I double checked the clock, it was 8 o'clock as I expected. I guess the meeting over ran, they must be still having dinner. 

I walked down the corridor towards the kitchen picking up on a conversation. 

Mrs Weasley seemed in a state, "No. That's enough. He's just a boy. You say much more and you might as well induce him into the Order." 

"Good. I want to join. If Voldemort's raising an army, then I want to fight." Oh, Merlin, no. When did Harry get here? I thought I had a few more weeks before I had to deal with him.  At least I had a piece offering sort of. 

"Kreacher!" I called, stepping back a bit so I was out of hearing range of the kitchen. 
The familiar crack sounded, "What can Kreacher do for Miss Potter?"
"Can you retrieve the red and gold wrapped parcel from my room. It should be on my nightstand," I asked. 
Kreacher didn't respond before he disapperated, only to reappear with the parcel in his hands. "Thank you, Kreacher." I reached in my pocket and pulled out a fudge fly and offered it to him. Kreacher smiled as he took it popping it into his mouth. Over the past month, Kreacher and I had been becoming good friends, even if he did hate everyone else in the house. 

I carried on back to the kitchen, hearing an awkward silence. I was a few steps from the door as I called out, "Uncle Remus, Uncle Siri, I'm home!" I heard some shuffling at my announcement before I walked into the room. "Hey, everyone."

I walked straight over to Sirius leaning down and giving him a hug before moving round to Remus, wrapping my arms round his neck. I rested my head on his shoulder as I leaned down. I looked across at Harry, "Hey Harry. Here," I chucked the present across to him, "I heard you as I came in. Happy late birthday." Just because he ignored mine, didn't mean I was going to stoop to his level.