Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or anything written by the lovely J.K. Rowling.
Draco Malfoy was enjoying himself on a Tuesday afternoon, waiting for his fiancée Hermione Granger to come home from her job at the Ministry of Magic. He was lounging on the couch, watching a boring debate on a muggle news channel (called "CNN") with a fat Crookshanks snuggled under his arm, when he heard a knock at the door.
He reluctantly got up and opened the door.
"Why hello there ferret-boy," Ron Weasley said, feigning politeness in his voice.
"What are you doing here Weasel?" sneered Draco.
"I just came over to talk to you about Hermione," Ron replied, and welcomed himself right in as if he owned the place himself, and sat himself on the couch that Draco had occupied earlier.
"What about Hermione?" Draco asked with his eyes narrowing at Ron.
"Well, you guys are getting married in two months…" Ron began.
"Gee, thanks for pointing that out for me Weasel!" Draco replied, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
Ron rolled his eyes and continued, "I just wanted to make sure you knew how to treat my Mione right. She is a great person and if I find out that you've hurt her in any way-"
"Okay first of all, she's not your 'Mione,' not since you broke her heart when you hooked up with Lavender Brown," Draco interrupted (Ron's face turned as red as his hair when he said this), "Second of all, Hermione being a great person? Tell me something I don't know. And lastly, give me one good damn reason why I would hurt Hermione."
"Well," said Ron, regaining his confidence from that last blow, "Now that we're on the same page, I just want to let you know that if you ever hurt Hermione…you'll be begging for Voldemort's fate."
Draco swallowed at the thought, but he went on undeterred. "Oooh, a threat from the wee little Weasel, I'm so scared!"
Ron was about to grab his wand to hex Draco into oblivion when Hermione burst through the door, "Draco, I'm home! Oh hi Ron, what are you doing here?"
Ron looked back at Draco, and saw a side of him that he had never seen before. He saw Draco look at Hermione like Harry looked at Ginny, like how Mr. Weasley looked as his mother, and for the first time in 15 years, he did not want to hex Draco Malfoy's balls off. Instead he felt reassured knowing Hermione had found someone that can love her like he did when they were still together. He finally trusted Draco Malfoy.
At last he finally replied, "Oh, I was just leaving. I just came to congratulate you and Draco on our marriage."
Hermione looked at him suspiciously, not believing any word he said. But she didn't press him any further.
Draco gave Ron a look that said "I thought you were getting ready to hex me out of existence, what happened?"
Ron smirked back, and gave Draco a look that said, "Consider this an early wedding gift, ferret." And with that, he disapparated out of Hermione's flat.
Draco laughed out loud, causing Hermione to raise an eyebrow at him, and couldn't ask for anything more.
Author's note: Haha, I enjoyed writing this fanfic C: yeah, I think it's a little too cheesy, but I wouldn't change anything about the story. Please review! Until we meet again dears! xoxo, - mellow to the yellow
