Disclaimer: I personally own, none of the following characters...or places...or really anything but the events in this story...and possibly any characters I create.
Dinner at the Weasley's started as an uneventful evening. Harry, Hermione, and the Weasley's were just starting a pleasant dinner, the empty seat next to Hermione not going unnoticed. As well as the sad look in her eyes, that bright sparkle was missing from her hazel eyes and her smile didn't seem as wide as usual.
The Floo opened with a whoosh and a tall man stepped out. As he stepped into the kitchen jaws dropped, forks clanged down onto the table, and gasps sounded through the room.
The man cleared his throat and spoke eloquently, to the room, "I apologize for being late, I got stuck in a meeting."
As he finished speaking Molly Weasley was the first to react, turning to Ron, who had stopped chewing and let his mouth fall open. " Ronald, don't be so rude, close your mouth and chew your food like a normal wizard of your age." She started grumbling to herself about self-respect and manners before turning her attention back to the man standing in the kitchen. "Ah, you must be Hermione's guest?"
The man nodded solemnly, "That is, if she still wants me here after my late entrance." He turned to Hermione who gave him a bright smile in return.
"Well then, I'm sure you can find yourself to your seat and please help yourself to some food, before Ronald hoards it all." Molly continued.
He nodded and walked behind Hermione's chair. He hovered over her, causing her to turn up her head to look back at him. He could feel the room's eyes on him. "I'm really sorry Mia, I tried to get out of the meeting sooner..." before he could finish, Hermione reached up and connected her mouth to his in a light kiss.
Gasps were once again sounded through out the room, causing a wide smile to break out across Hermione's face and smirk to follow on the man.
"I guess I'm forgiven?" He asked, but his smirk soon dropped off his face, as a thought occurred to him. "You thought I wasn't going to show up!" He accused her.
"Well, I though you might have decided you didn't want..."
He cut her off before she could continue, "Don't you dare, you know I wouldn't do that." He leaned down and whispered in her ear. She nodded at him as he kissed her cheek softly.
The eyes followed him as he sat down next to her.
Everyone was about to start eating again and Fred and George were already planning a prank, when Hermione spoke loudly. "I actually have an announcement and I guess an explanation for my...erm, guest."
"Get on with then"
"We don't have all day."
"The food's getting cold."
"My body is withering up and dying from starvation as we speak."
"FRED! GEORGE! Do not be rude!" Molly called out to them, rolling her eyes. Besides, the man and Hermione, Molly had been the only one to speak until this moment.
Hermione took in a deep breath.
"As I'm sure you are all surprised to see this particular person here and that I invited him, I guess I shall do a formal introduction to explain. Everyone, this is my fiance, Draco Malfoy. You are my family and I hope you can accept him for the man that he is, not the man that he was." When Hermione was done talking she took a deep breath before looking up at them.
The utter shock on their faces caused her to want to laugh and cry at the same time. One thing was for sure though, no matter how much Hermione didn't want to loose her family, Draco came first.
"I think a congratulations are in order." Harry spoke up, he stood and used his wand to bring them flutes of champagne. He then walked over to Hermione and pulled her into his arms. Shaking Draco Malfoy's hand around her body.
Harry sent a look over to Ron, an eyebrow raised. Ron shook his head. "No, no way, I'm sorry Mione, but I cannot, I just can't accept this. He's no good. He's just planning on a way to hurt you! I know it Hermione, I know him. Even better, when his bloody parents find out, they are going to kill you! You can stop this charade now Hermione, I'm jealous okay, we can be together. You've got what you want, now get him out of my sight."
The majority of the room turned to Ron appalled. All but one ginger girl. Ginny wasn't sure if she was just hurt by the fact that Hermione didn't tell her specifically...or that she didn't even know Hermione was dating anyone at all; but either way she did not like this.
"Ron, how dare you? Hermione is family and if she can accept and trust a Malfoy enough to marry him then so shall we." Arthur stood up for the couple.
"Thank you Arthur. Ronald, I'm sorry but this isn't about you it never was. This is exactly why only Harry knew we were dating. I knew you would make a scene and be petty. But know this Ronald, if you cannot accept my relationship with Malfoy, then I cannot accept my friendship with you." Hermione spoke smoothly and calmly but the white knuckled grip she had on Draco's thigh and the hurt look in her eyes told a different story.
"I'm sorry, but you told Harry but not me?" Ginny asked becoming huffy, her face falling slightly.
"Ginny, you have to realize, though you and I are good friends, Harry and I are everything to each other. We've been friends far longer than I have been with you, Ginny, and no offense Ronald but you could never have the type of conversations that Harry and I have."
Ron, of course, took that time to start yelling again. "Hermione, this isn't right. Why can't you see that! You are just trash on his shoe! He's using you! He's going to hurt you, what would, Draco Malfoy, want with a filthy little mudblood like you?" Ron sneered the last part and gasps were heard not for the first time all around the table.
Harry, Draco, Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, and Arthur, all jumped out of their seats yelling different, how dare you's and just who do you think you are's, but it was Molly's cold, hard, and calm voice that broke through the silence.
"Ronald, you may be my biological son, but Hermione is my daughter also. That went too far. You are excused from dinner. I don't want to see you for a couple of days."
Ron didn't even think about it just got up and started to leave when Draco stopped him. "If I ever hear or hear of you speaking to Hermione in that way again, I will make you wish you were never born. It will be so bad that the mere sound of my voice will cause you nightmares, understood?" Draco's voice was cold and threatening but ended on a high note with a tight smile. Ron's back stiffened before he continued walking out without looking back.
"Blimey Hermione, who knew you had it in you! Sleeping with the enemy?"
"I'm all for the drinks! Congratulations! Drinks all around!" Fred and George always seemed able to lighten the mood. Hugs and handshake were distributed to the couple from everyone in the room.
As things settled down, Hermione couldn't help to notice all the attention Draco was receiving. Fleur Delacour, now Weasley, Alicia Spinnet, Angelina Johnson, Ginny Weasley, Charlie Weasley, and Brad (Charlie's boyfriend, Charlie had come out a few years back), were basically drooling over Draco. If he spoke to them directly they would flush and giggle.
It made Hermione laugh inwardly because she had been in awe of him at first as well. His liquid silver eyes, managed to hypnotize you and his tall built frame seduced you as you spoke to him. His blonde, shiny hair pulled you in, making you wish you could touch it. Just the essence of Draco Malfoy was enough to make woman or man go insane with lust.
"So, is it true that even though it appeared that Ron and Harry were closer, you and Harry were closer all along?" Bill asked Hermione.
Draco chuckled and answered before she had a chance, "Us, pesky Slytherin's noticed that Harry and Hermione seemed to have a closer relationship, back then it was meant in mocking and now in praise, you know how the three make up the 'Golden Trio'" everyone nodded, "we called those two," he shrugged his shoulder toward them, "the Diamond Duo." Everyone chuckled lightly at that.
"Okay, I'm done, I need to hear it. I need to know the story!" Alicia broke into the conversation.
"Yes, please! I'm dying over here." Angelina cried out.
Harry chuckled as eyes turned on him. "This is a great story, I remember her telling this to me while she stabbed a carton of ice cream with her spoon." His smirk broke across his face causing anticipation to crawl into everyone's bones.
Authors Note: So I'm not sure when I'll be updating but weekends most likely because I have a sucky class that I like to write in. I'm not sure where this is going yet...I'm thinking just a lemony goodness love story :D Also I'll describe Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson later because, I want them to look different than J.k. Rowling's characters, not because hers aren't great but just to fin it with my story...and yeah I think I'm done...Criticism and the like are welcome...let me know what you think.
