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"Isle four, second floor." Harry muttered looking through his catalogue once again. "I'll fetch it." Severus nodded with a wide smile -effectively shocking a few second year students that passed him by- and returned to his conversation with the Grangers; apparently he had mentioned that Hermione was one of the top students in her year and that had caused the girl to turn crimson once again. Neville followed Harry to the second floor so that he could find his own book for Ancient Runes. As luck would have it -and having bumped into almost half of their year in one morning Harry should have expected something of the sort- once on the second and much quieter floor, Harry's eyes fell onto the form of Draco Malfoy. The blond teen was there to purchase his Arithmancy textbook and hadn't even noticed Neville and Harry as they went up the stairs; Harry took advantage of that fact and tugged Neville away from Draco, opting to pick up his own Arithmancy textbook last.
It had been days since he had last though of Draco Malfoy and his strange reaction to the Death Eaters' attack at the Quidditch Cup. With his emancipation ritual in mind he had pushed the incident to the back of his head; but now, seeing the boy in question brought everything back.
"Don't you tell me you're avoiding Malfoy of all people!" Neville whispered as he followed his brother to the other side of the room and behind an isle of books on Magizoology.
"I am, but not for the reasons you might think of." Harry muttered and quickly explained what he had seen when he had run after the Death Eater that had almost attacked the Robinsons.
"Are you serious?" The teen asked, looking around the corner just in time to catch Draco descending the stairs for the first floor.
"Dead serious. I just don't know what to make of all that." Harry stated, walking towards the correct isle this time.
"What does Severus have to say about it?" Asked Neville, still looking a bit shocked at the news; it was no secret that Draco had tormented him, especially during their first year at Hogwarts. Helping a group of Muggles against the Death Eaters seemed completely out of character for a person who had been raised to treat them as inferiors.
"Believe it or not, I haven't told him yet." Harry stated sighing, looking for the book his father had asked for. "With everything I had had on my mind, I pushed any thoughts of what happened that night back."
"Understandable." Neville muttered, looking for the fourth years' textbook in Ancient Runes and grabbing two copies.
"I just don't know." Harry stated, shaking his head. "I mean, that whole night was surreal and Draco defending Muggles only added to it."
"I get that." Neville assured him, as Harry picked his Advanced Arithmancy textbook before grabbing one more book on arithmological charts he had set his eyes on for quite some time absentmindedly. The two teens walked downstairs in contemplation. Their good mood did return eventually as they walked around Diagon Alley and, using their supposed need to acquire Neville's new wand as a reason, they walked away from the rest of the group and towards Ollivander's Severus walking with them, promising to bring them back to the Leaky Cauldron where the rest of the group would gather for dinner after they were done. James asked if he could accompany them but Neville kindly reminded him that he was about to pick his wand, not go book shopping and implied that he would rather not have a big audience. James had to concede to that and as such, the family of three walked towards the opposite direction of the rest of the group.
"About time." Severus stated smiling as they made the way towards Ollivander's. "I was certain James was ready to hex me at any moment."
"He might have." Harry agreed. "But then again, there were too many witnesses for a murder attempt."
"True." Severus agreed. "And now, if you two would be so kind to inform me what has got you so pensive since we left Flourish and Blot's, I'd be most obliged." The potions master was still smiling, even if his voice betrayed a small amount of concern. He hadn't noticed something out of the ordinary at the bookstore; nothing else than his son's and Neville's changed mood that is.
"You noticed that?" Harry asked smiling, wondering why he was even bothered to feel surprised.
"I would be a terrible father if I hadn't noticed my previously delighted son looking all glum and skeptical, seemingly out of the blue." Severus stated, speaking softly trying not to be overheard. Harry smiled softly before sharing a look with Neville.
"What if I told you it had something to do with one Draco Malfoy?" That seemed to give Severus pause as he regarded both his son and Neville critically. The brown eyed teen nodded in accordance and Severus turned his gaze back towards his son.
"You've got my attention." And Harry began explaining everything that had happened in a hushed tone, from the moment he had seen Draco in that clearing to how he hadn't managed to make anything of it in the few times he had allowed his mind to dwell on it. Their talk was interrupted for a few minutes while they entered Ollivander's and asked the wandmaker for a routine check on their wands who passed it with flying colours; not that Harry was surprised. Severus had asked him to repeat the whole story on their walk back, his mind going over every possible explanation. As it turned out, they were unable to actually talk about the fact until three days later.
After they had left Diagon Alley, Severus had to tend to the final details before the Wolfsbane became available for wide consumption and the paperwork alone took him a day and a half to complete. In the meantime, Harry had returned to Potter manor where Adrian and the rest of his family were set to get ready in order to resume Adrian's slightly neglected training program over the rest of the summer. The only change this time had been James' offer to Harry; he had asked his younger son to accompany them. It was a slightly shocked Harry that denied the offer.
He had explained that he had never been trained alongside Adrian and, while he appreciated the fact that he was asked to join the training, he would probably hold Adrian back. James had protested then, stating how training was important for Harry too, him being Adrian's brother. Harry had tried his best not to lose his temper; instead of yelling, he had frostily reminded his father that he hadn't been trained the past years with them either, but he could still hold his own quite effectively as he had demonstrated when fighting against the Death Eaters.
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