Wren pulled Draco forcefully behind her, her steps never slowing as she made seemingly random turns down side shoots of the dark alley.

'Great!' He thought morbidly to himself. 'She's either taking me somewhere quite, where no one will hear me yelling for help... Or she's going to get us lost!'

Suddenly she darted into a small dark, well darker than the rest of the alley if that was possible, alcove to her left. Coming to an abrupt halt she used the momentum to shove the taller teen up against the brick wall hard. His head knocked back slightly, small spots appeared at the edge of his vision, reminding him of tiny Snitches fluttering in and out of view. After a moment of catching his breath after the rough treatment and letting his vision clear, he chanced a look down at his girlfriend. Her head was tilted downward so he could not see her face. Her fists were locked in his robes so tightly that the knuckles were turning white. The tenseness of her hand almost gave them a claw, or talon-like, appearance.

'Funny... The woman barely knows her daughter is alive these days. Yet, she instinctively knew what name would best fit the woman she would become before she was even born.' He gave a soft mirthless laugh at his own thoughts.

Wren's head jerked up at the sound, her eyes wide in surprise. She stared at him silently for a moment, her face a mask of confusion as she tried to decipher the reason behind his laughter. As she stared her head tilted slightly to one side.

Draco couldn't help himself, he laughed harder at that. 'Just like a bird!'

"What's so funny?!" Wren demanded harshly. "You shouldn't be laughing! You are in so much trouble right now!"

"I know." He suddenly replied seriously, but his eyes still held a slight humor and tenderness to them when he looked at her.

She stared at him like he'd gone mad.

So he just went with it.

Leaning forward, he brought one hand up to cup the side of her face and placed a gentle kiss on her brow. He stayed like that for a moment, lips lightly pressed to her forehead. His thumb began to lightly stroke her cheek, he could feel it start to heat with a blush.

"Draco! What are you doing?!" She muttered, and he could feel her brow knit in confusion beneath his lips.

"Giving you a kiss." He replied simply, pulling away just enough to lower his head to rest his own forehead against hers. Then with a wry grin he added, "My little bird."

This time he could see her face grow more flushed, as she pulled away quickly.
"You shouldn't such sickly sweet things!" She stepped back crossing her arms over her chest. "It doesn't suit you, and I don't like it!"

He could tell she was lying by the continued blush, and the way the corners of her lips twitched. As though she were trying to fight off a smile.

"If you say so." He replied with another soft laugh.

She eyed him critically for a moment before saying in an accusatory tone. "I know what you're up to!"

Draco arched a single platinum brow at that. "Oh really? Then tell me. Just what am I up to, then?"

"You!" She jabbed a finger at him. "Are trying to distract me from being angry with you for discussing our private affairs with Blaise!"

His other eyebrow joined the first up near his hairline. He looked baffled for a second before he adopted a look of mock solemnity, he raised his hands in surrender and sighed. "Ah, it looks like you caught me! I apologize for my poor attempts to pull one over on you. I should have known it would never work!" He flashed her his most stunning grin. "Forgive me? Please?"

His antics where met with a harsh swat to the shoulder.

"Ow!" He complained with a laugh, "I said I was sorry!"

"Prat!" Was Wren's only reply as she dragged him once more out of the alcove back into the main alley.

She didn't get more than a few steps though, when she suddenly collided with a firm chest. Staggering back she looked up in confusion to see the surprised face of her Godfather.

"Wren? What are you doing here?" He asked, his shocked expression melting into one of sternness. "Didn't your parents and I tell you that Knockturn Alley was much too dangerous a place for someone your age?"

She stared at Sirius blandly for a moment before replying, "No, I don't think so." She place a hand contemplatively on her chin. "But now that you mention it," she paused briefly, a ponderous look on her face, then with a snap of her fingers and a cheeky grin she said triumphantly. "Oh I remember now! You must be thinking of the time Harry got lost in Knockturn Alley!" Her voice adopted a tone of mocking concern, "Oh yes! That was quite the fiasco wasn't it! Everyone was so worried! Poor Harry! I remember everyone was so frantic! You all made him promise never to wonder in there again!" She brought her fist lightly down into her other palm, a bright smile plastered on her face that didn't quite meet hr eyes. "That must me what you're thinking of! See? I was right! You told Harry not to come here! Not me."

Sirius gave a huff of irritation at his Goddaughters antics. "Wren! You know that warning was meant for you as well."

"Do I?" She asked innocently. "Was it? Really?" She gave a small shrug and made and attempt to side step the animagus. "I can never tell when people are trying to talk to me. It's such a rare occurrence you know. But as you can see, I'm fine! And Draco is with me. Nothing to worry about."

Sirius's hand shot out and wrapped around her shoulders halting her escape.

"Oh but Wren! Don't you see?!" His face held a look of shock and false urgency. If she was going to play this game, so was he, and he'd had years more practice at it! "That's all the more reason for me to worry!"

Sirius turned and simultaneously snaked his other arm around Wren's waist and shoved Draco back away from his Goddaughter. He began to walk in the direction of Diagon alley, easily guiding her along with him. Draco huffed in aggravation, but followed the pair silently.

"Don't you understand? As you're Godfather, I have a certain set of duties I must preform in the absence of your parents!" His voice took on a lecturing, yet somehow playful tone. "One such duty is to look out for you well being. Now what kind of Godparent would I be if I were to let you go gallivanting off into seedy back allies with..." Sirius shuddered, "a Malfoy?! Of all people!"

Wren let out a small gasp at this, barely concealing the laugh that threatened to bubble up out of her. "Why Sirius! Whatever do you mean?" She asked in an overly innocent voice.

"I'm so glad you asked!" He exclaimed, before leaning in to whisper conspiratorially. "You see, everyone knows that the Malfoys are a seedy bunch. Always potting, scheming, and being evil in general. And what would someone think if they saw sweet little you associating with someone like that in a place like this?"

"Oh! I see!" Wren declared before Sirius hushed her urgently.

"Shhh! You don't want him to hear do you? They can get very nasty when they think they've been found out!"

They both spared a mock worried look over their shoulders at the blonde following them.

"You do realize that we're related, don't you Sirius?" Draco stated in a bored voice.

"What?!" Sirius shrieked. "No! That can't be! Can it?" He looked at Wren pleadingly.

"I'm afraid so Siri." She replied with a solemn nod.

The older man looked heartbroken for a moment before flashing them both a winning grin. "Oh well! My amazingness should be enough to counteract anything like that."

At that both Sirius and Wren broke down into peels of laughter. Draco just shook his head and kept on walking past the two loons back into the light of Diagon Alley.