Author's Note: So this is just something I had going through my head. Read it please. See what you think.

Summary: Blaise is dating Ginny (not really a shipper of this but it was necessary) and convinces Draco to come with him to the Weasley's Christmas Eve party with him. Hermione broke up with Ron and Ron didn't tell his family. Hermione doesn't want to tell them her and Ron broke up during Christmas so Ron tells her to come to the party . Draco and Hermione end up spending their time at the Burrow together.

Disclaimer: Sadly, no, I don't own this.

"Please mate? You know I'd do the same for you," Blaise leaned forward to rest his forearms on his knees and gave Draco a pointed look.

"No," Draco repeated firmly. "You're lying. Besides even if you would do the same for me I don't care."

"Come on mate, it's just going to be Christmas Eve," Blaise tried to keep the pleading tone out of his voice. Slytherins (even alumni) did not plead nor beg for anything.

"No way in hell!" Draco exclaimed standing up.

"Come on," Blaise told him, "get in the Christmas spirit."

Draco scowled, "I have no spirit."

"And...I accept you for that. So accept me."

"I accept you alright," Draco said, "it's your girlfriend I don't accept."

"Hey, I thought we were past all this blood status pureblood traitor crap." Draco turned to his best mate with a glare.

"We are done with that shit. And it's not her blood or any sort of betrayal, it's her family and their...well everything."

"Draco," Blaise sighed, "there is nothing wrong with them. They're actually quite funny...when they're not glaring holes through my head."

"I thought you said her parents were fine with it now," Draco raised an eyebrow.

"Her parents are fine with it. It's her brothers that scare me." Again Draco raised an eyebrow. "Well you try fighting off six angry redheads and see how you come out! And then there's The Boy Who Continues To Live. They've practically adopted him and he's just as protective."

"Just out of curiosity," Draco started, "is this supposed to make me want to come even more?"

"Look, Draco, what else could you possibly be doing that night?"

"I don't know, hooking up, hanging out, drinking? I could be hanging out at a bar and then hooking up. It doesn't matter. As long as I'm not with you or your girlfriend."

Draco went over to the fireplace, "Is this all you asked me over here for? To talk about your issues with your girlfriend's family?"

"She has a name Draco."

"Fine. Weasley's family?"

"Ginny. Her name is Ginny."

"I don't give a-" Draco watched Blaise tense, poised for defence and stopped.

Blaise shook his head, "If you come-"

"What could you possibly have to offer me that I don't already have?" Draco drawled.

"You think I'm bribing you? No, no, Mr. Malfoy I think you misunderstood me. Not bribing, blackmailing," Blaise smirked. "Do you remember that time in sixth year, right after our first drinking competition?"

Draco shrugged, "Not even that will make me go."

"How about Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bullstrode, that ball your parents held over the Christmas hols? Now Draco will that make you go?" Blaise gave him a challenging look waiting for his answer.

"Alright, when does this...shindig start?"

Hermione jumped as she saw the flames come up from the fireplace. Even though it had already been a few months since she'd moved into her new house with the floo network connected, she still wasn't used to having people use a fireplace to come and go.

As the flames cleared her eyes widened in shock. "Ron? What are you doing here?" she asked slowly. Hermione walked over to the bookshelf to fix a few books and set the picture frames atop the shelf upright. She fiddled with the hem of her shirt as she turned back to Ron. "What are you doing here?" she repeated.

Ron sighed and messed up his red hair before he began to pace in front of her fireplace.

After waiting a moment for him to say something Hermione spoke again herself, "Ron is there a reason you came here?" Ron shook his head. "No? So then why are you here?" Ron nodded. "Yes? Then why?"

"So you're coming to the family's Christmas party right?" Ron asked.

"Well, no, I wasn't exactly planning on it. I thought it might be kind of awkward considering..." 'that we broke up' Hermione wanted say. But she didn't. That was why she had kept her distance. After a year and a half of dating Ron Hermione had decided to call it off. It was hard enough for them to be friends with all the fighting but once they became a couple it became worse. Hermione found Ron to be...too needy. He was always accusing her of not putting the equal amount of effort into the relationship that he was. When Hermione suggested they go back to being 'just friends' Ron went ballistic. After Hermione broke it off she stopped hanging around the Burrow and threw herself into work instead. It had been a month and Hermione hadn't seen Ron once. Even thinking about him made her feel bad, guilty that she had done something wrong. Everyone believed her and Ron were going to stay together and get married someday. She felt like a disappointment. That, and just picturing Ron's angry rant about how she was wrong in her decision and his hurt expression.

"It won't be awkward," Ron assured.

Hermione gave him an odd look. There was something he wasn't telling her. "Ron, exactly what is going on?"

"I haven't told them," Ron admitted angrily.

Hermione's jaw dropped slightly, "What?"

"Don't give me that. It's not like you tried to tell them," he snapped.

"Ron, they aren't my family to tell!" she exclaimed.

Ron glared, "Well if you hadn't decided we needed to see other people then there'd be nothing to tell now would there?"

"You're trying to turn this on me?" Hermione asked incredulously.

He stopped pacing, "I can't tell them this! They're all going to blame me. This is your fault!"

"How is this my fault! If you would just grow up and learn to deal with the fact that things aren't going to go according to your plans Ronald! Learn to take responsibility!" she yelled.

Ron stared at her blankly, "I'm the one who needs to grow up? What about you? We were in a relationship Hermione of course we were going to fight. You just couldn't handle being in a relationship," he pointed a finger accusingly at her.

Hermione stopped and took a deep breath telling herself to be the bigger person, "You know what Ron? It's a day before Christmas Eve, why are we doing this now?"

"And you tell me I procrastinate," Ron shook his head.

Hermione put a hand to her forehead, "You are so stupid," she muttered. "Ron," she started louder, "I'm not going to be the one to tell your parents that we broke up, not on Christmas," she told him firmly.

Ron nodded, "Good, me neither. So you'll just come to the Christmas party right?"

"I didn't say that-"

"Then what else do you expect us to do?"

"There is no 'us' Ronald!" Hermione screamed exasperated.

"Hermione you're coming to the party."

"You can't tell me what I'm going to or not going to do." Hermione couldn't even believe he had the audacity to try and order into going.

"Well then you tell my mum that you're not coming. I can only come up with so many lies," he said.

Hermione took another deep breath and pushed her hair out of her face, "Fine. Fine, Ron, I'll come."

Author's Note: So please tell me what you think I really appreciate the comments. I want this to be a multi-chapter story. I know this chapter is short but it's just to get things started.

Thanks.

~scarlett