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The anticipation in Rose Weasley was about to boil over. She could not wait to get to the Burrow and celebrate Christmas with her family. Although she has spent the last twenty-two Christmases with the Potter/Weasley clan, this Christmas was a little bit different. This year, Rose was bringing someone along - her boyfriend, Scorpius Malfoy. Now, a Malfoy at the Burrow isn't out of the ordinary. Scorpius has visited the Burrow for dinner a few times, but it never really went beyond that.
Back in their Hogwart's days, Rose, Al, and Scorpius didn't necessarily call each other 'friends'. They were nice enough to each other, but they were mere acquaintances. However, nearly two years ago, Scorpius and Al were reacquainted when Al decided to change his career choice from Healer to Auror. Despite Scorpius being a bit higher in the training process, they were often paired together for deuling practice.
"Rose, we're going to be late!" Scorpius yelled from the family room, "Let's go already! I would like your family to meet your boyfriend before Christmas actually arrives!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Rose hollered back, gathering her luggage, "Don't get your Chudley Cannon knickers in a knot!" she added before exiting into the hallway
"Cannons?!" He countered, dramatically, "You know very well I have not, nor will I ever, support that rag team - the Cannons. They're complete rubbish!"
Rose smirked. "You know I'm only joking. However, please don't let my dad hear you say anything bad about the Cannons. He might Avada you on the spot. They've been his favorite team since before he was born. Apparently, when he was a teenager, his entire room was orange. Well, that's what Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny always tell me, anyway."
"Avada me? Rose, there is really no need to be so dramatic." Scorpius replied, taking hold of her luggage and setting it next to the fireplace
"Dramatic? Don't get me started on being dramatic! Who was it that nearly fainted when the Puddlemere made it to the World Cup and nearly lost when Wood accidentally threw the quaffle to the opposing team?"
"Oh sure, you remember when I faint but you forget to pack for Christmas holidays with your family!" He argued back
In reply, Rose crossed her arms across her chest and with a defiant 'hmph', the argument was over.
"Alright Rosie, you win. I'm sorry." Scorpius apologized, before leaning in to kiss her cheek
"You should be sorry. You don't want to be on my bad side when we arrive at the Burrow. The men in the family will have an absolute field day with you." She replied, with a distinct gleam in her eyes
"What are you on about? I get on with your family just fine. I've been to the Burrow a few times, if you do recall."
"As Al's friend, yes; but as my boyfriend, no. You've no idea what you're in for. But if you're ready, then by all means, you first." Rose countered, ushering her boyfriend of eight months into the fireplace
"Now, what just one minute! What do you mean 'you've no idea what you're in for'?" He asked, with a quiver to his voice
"Just make sure you stay on the good side of the males in the family."
"Why?"
"Because I'm one of the favorites. Not to mention that I'm the second youngest girl and I'm very well protected by all my male counterparts." She answered nonchalantly
"Uhh - by male counterparts, you mean..." the blond trailed off
"Well, there's my dad, my Granddad, Uncle Harry, Uncle Bill, Uncle Charlie, Uncle Percy - he might be alright, then there's Uncle George, my cousins - Freddie, Louis, James and Al, and also Hugo." Rose replied quickly, "Oh and Teddy! We can't forget Teddy. He's probably as protective, if not more protective then my own dad."
"And - uhm - why is that?" He asked with obvious fear in his voice
"Well, my mum always tells me that the first time Teddy held me - he was almost eight, mind you - he looked at me and nearly cried. I believe my mum's exact words about that moment were, 'and this is the sweetest part, Rosie. Teddy said, you will always be his favorite and that he is your big brother, whether you liked it or not.' I remember one Christmas, I brought home Declan Finnigan and after he met Teddy, he swore he would never go anywhere near him again."
"Really?" Scorpius squeaked
"Yes. At first, I thought it was odd because Teddy is one of the sweetest people I know. But then I got an explanation out of Declan and he said he doesn't want to be around anyone who growls at him - and then I understood."
"Teddy actually growled at him?"
"Oh, didn't I tell you? Teddy may have been in Hufflepuff and he may be a metamorphmagus, but he also has a tiny bit of werewolf blood in him. His father was a werewolf." Rose saw the terrified look on her boyfriend's face and clarified her explanation, "Don't misunderstand, Teddy isn't a werewolf. He is full metamorphmagus. But when he's angry and sometimes during a full moon he gets a bit - peaky."
"Well, that makes me feel loads better. Thanks, Rose."
Rose gave her boyfriend an unbelieving look. "Oh, come on Scorp. Teddy's a really sweet guy, honest. Now if you want to worry about werewolves in the family, there's Uncle Bill, as well."
"T-two werewolves in the family?"
"Alright, so I fibbed a bit." She admitted, "Uncle Bill isn't really a werewolf, either. But with all those scars on his face, you would think so. See, in my dad's sixth year, Uncle Bill was attacked by that Fenrir Greyback. The tricky thing is, Greyback wasn't transformed at the time of his attack. So long story short, my uncle has a knack for bloody meat, has wicked scars on his face, and he too gets a bit peaky during the full moon." She explained, to the frightened Scorpius, "He usually shuttles between here and France during the holidays. Him and Aunt Fleur have a house there, as well."
"Nice. You have two pseudo-werewolves in the family and you're only informing me of this now?" Scorpius panicked as he paced the family room floor
Rose shrugged, "I thought Al might have told you. Besides, the pseudo-werewolves you can deal with because they really are sweethearts. If you should be worried about anyone, it should be my dad and Uncle Harry."
"Well that one's obvious; your dad helped your Uncle Harry defeat that old Voldie wizard."
"There's that, but there's also the fact that my dad is my dad and Uncle Harry is my godfather. When I got my letter from Hogwart's, they told that they would hex any boy that came within a five foot radius of me and I always believed them." She explained, "You should know what they're like. You trained with them for the last few years."
The problem was, Scorpius did know what those two were like and he could hex himself for not realizing it soon enough. In the classroom, they were terrifying. Spells and curses between the two were shot every second. Jets of red, blue, and yellow lights always flew across the training room. Auror's Weasley and Potter were two of the most capable auror's he's ever been in contact with and not to mention, Auror Weasley sure does like to grade hard. Well, that's besides the point. Rose had two werewolves and two very skilled auror's in her family. If that isn't scary, he didn't know what was.
"Anything else you'd like to tell me? Like you're Uncle Charlie is an escapee from Azkaban, or your Uncle Percy supported the Dark Lord, or your Uncle George is gifted with the Unforgiveable's. Tell me everything, Rosie because as it stands, I'm shaking in my knickers..."
Rose raised an eyebrow in response.
"So to speak." He concluded
"Well, Uncle Charlie didn't escape from Azkaban, but Uncle Harry's godfather did. His name was Sirius and he was wrongly blamed for murdering thirteen muggles and was sentenced. He passed away years ago, though. I'm sure Professor Binns mentioned that once or twice in class. Anyway, Uncle Charlie actually handles dragons back in Romania - no wife, no children, just his love for dragons. He's a bit rough when it comes to newbies in the family, but he's nice all together and Uncle Percy certainly did not support that vile man, although he was estranged from the family for a few years, but all is well now. Uncle George, definitely is not gifted with the Unforgiveable's, but he his gifted with a great knowledge of magic. He once charmed an old boyfriend of mine, hands to feet and vice versa. I nearly broke his wand at the time, but when I think back on it... it's hilarious really. Oh and my granddad, well he loves muggle objects. He loves experimenting and such. He has this Swiss army knife and he's not quite sure how to open it. I always see him fiddling with it. Everyone in the family decided against telling him how to use it, but Uncle Harry has been insisting that you can help him." Rose explained
"It just keeps getting better, doesn't it? Extended family escape from Azkaban, dragon taming Uncles, estranged Uncles, Uncles who charm body parts into different body parts and Swiss army knives! I have to be honest, Rose. I'm a little terrified."
"Get a grip, Scorpius! My uncles, my dad, and Teddy are fine - I'm telling you. You've got nothing to worry about."
"What you say completely contradicts what you just informed me." Scorpius answered honestly, "Werewolves, auror's, dragons, charmed body parts... how am I to survive? Maybe I should have gone home for the holidays. I'm sure my mum is making a delicious pie at the moment." He added, pacing the room
"Scorpius Malfoy, there is no need to cancel on my family! After all, we agreed that this year we'd spend Christmas with my family and if we last to next year, we'll spend it with yours."
"That's the thing, Rose!" He exclaimed, "With your family history, I don't think I'll survive to next year. Please tell my parents that I love them!"
"Oh, now you're just being ridiculous! Let's go!" Rose demanded, grabbing his hand and placing him in the fireplace, "Go!" She added, handing him the floo powder. He looked at the powder warily, then returned his gaze back to his girlfriend, "What?"
"Come with me! I can't arrive first and alone!"
Rose sighed and placed the floo powder back on the holder. She turned to shrink their luggage and placed them safely in her pocket. Once finished, she grabbed a handful of powder and carefully stepped foot in the fireplace while simultaneously taking a hold of his hand.
"You really can be a baby, you know that?" Rose stated, irritably, "Besides I haven't even begun to tell you stories of Freddie, Louis, James, Al, and Hugo. Now, they are the ones who reek havoc on the Weasley and Potter girls' boyfriends. One time, they sent Roxy's old boyfriend home with his hair bright pink, a pig nose, and webbed feet. According to Roxy, it lasted for about a week." Rose answered. "Anyway, you ready? The Burrow!"
Gulp.
AN: Well, I just had to get this story posted. It's been stuck in my mind for a while and I was just able to put pen to paper - or better yet, fingers to keyboard. I was only planning on making it a two-shot, but if I get good reviews, I might reconsider making it a short story OR making a sequel. Anyways, I really hope you like it. Just a little humours fic to get you through the holiday season.
12.10.08: Alright, so I've just read a review by hondagirl and she brings up very good points. I changed the story around a bit so it appears that Al and Scorpius just became friends... meaning, Scorpius doesn't really have a good knowledge behind the Weasley/Potter family. I changed a good amount of info on the story, but the plot remains the same. So, if you spot an error, please let me know. THANK YOU hondagirl for your review. It helped a lot.
- thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far.. it keeps me going! :)