Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any other characters from the series. Just the plot is mine.
Title: Sweater
Rating: K
Pairing: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy
Sweater
Draco sits next to Hermione at the Burrow. It's his first Christmas with her and he doesn't know what to expect. He assumes he will just sit there, hold her hand, and wait patiently until the day is through. He doesn't expect gifts. He is new and a Malfoy. He isn't really bothered by the idea either. He didn't personally get anyone else gifts either but Hermione insisted that his name be on the gifts.
"Joint presents," she said as they were getting ready, "are an excellent idea. They know we're together and you did help me pick them out."
"Yes, but I am me and they are them."
"Hush, Draco. They aren't monsters. They care because I care and you care because I care. Maybe one day, everyone will just care."
He is forced out of his thoughts when he hears the Weasley matriarch call his name.
"Yes, Mrs. Weasley?"
"Oh, there are two of us now so just call me Molly, like I asked dear. Here you go."
He is handed a bulky package and he wonders what type of joke this is until he notices that he's not the only person with one. In fact, everyone has one. He takes his hand from Hermione's and carefully unwraps the gift. Inside the wrapping is a dark green sweater with a silver "D" embroidered on it.
"Welcome to the family dear," Molly says and she pats his cheek.
"Brings out the sickly green vomit color in his skin, don't you think 'Mione?" Ron asks with a playful smirk while pulling his own jumper out of the wrapping.
"Just like your maroon one reminds us all that you're Mum's ickle Ronnykins." George says, pinching Ron's cheek before pulling his own sweater over his head. Draco smirks at this. He always had the slightest respect for the Weasley twins.
"Oh, shut it. They're wonderful as always, Mum," compliments the other female weasel, Wealsey, he corrects in his head.
Hermione laughs and puts hers on, the fabric making her hair stand up. Draco tries patting it down for her and Harry laughs.
"Good luck with that mate."
Draco decides he should follow suit and put the gift on. When he does, Molly and Hermione both smile at him. "Being a weasel isn't so bad," Draco thinks and he smiles.
"Thanks, Molly."
A/N: Hey guys! Happy "first day of Christmas"! I hope you liked this story and I'd love for you to review it! Another one coming tomorrow!
Love Always, AmandaxxPlease
