Draco attend his first dinner at the Weasley's family home with his girlfriend Ginny. A little fluff, a little family time & a lot of Weasley attitude. I do not own the characters, they are owned by J.K. Rowling.


Draco was slightly grinding his teeth in nervousness and annoyance as he sat in the Weasley's family room. He has been dating the youngest Weasley for almost a year but they avoided a family get together until now.

Ginny sat next to him, her hand resting on top of his as she tried to calm him down. Her many older brothers were scattered all around the room and were asking him a million questions besides Ron who said that Draco was a "Slytherin git who isn't good enough to eat his food" and was attempting to eat everything in cubbard against his mother's protests.

Fred and George leaned against the wall and said in unison "Have you ever been to our joke shop? Did you like it?" Draco sighed quietly but told the Weasley twins "Yes and yes. The outside was interesting with the top hat guy. He looked quite dapper." The twins seemed to accept his answer with silence. Giving him eerie identical stares while they mumbled to each other.

Charlie and Bill sat on the couch and they both sized up Draco before smiling "Do you play Qudditch?" Draco nodded saying "In school I did but I have flown my whole life, just like Gin." Ginny flushed at the nickname happily. The older Weasley sons smirked then, reminding Draco of Fred and George's beater days when Charlie said slyly "We are definitely playing a match after dinner."

Draco gritted his teeth again he said stiffly "Fine." Percy looked up from his book suddenly asking "How are you enjoying working at the ministry? Dark Artifacts is a really rigorous department I am sure." Draco nodded his head, finding this conversation he is more comfortable with.

He said to Percy "Dark Artifacts can be hard to understand but I have grown up with so many of them in my family home, I am use to being sure to not touch things." He chuckled "My associate in the department didn't know that rule and got bitten by a cat statue our first day."

Percy smirked thinking of his first days with the ministry. He asked Draco softly "Speaking of your family home, how are your parents doing?" Draco's lips tugged down in the corners and Ginny gripped his hand in support.

Draco cleared his throat saying "My Father recently passed away in Azkaban. My mother is having a hard time accepting the lost but she donated all of my Father's dark items to my department." Percy flushed, looking ashamed for asking.

Molly Weasley had heard that little speech and walked over from the kitchen saying sadly "You poor dear." She bent down giving Draco a huge squeeze, his air supply cut short. Ginny hissed slightly "Mum.." Mrs. Weasley released him and stood up.

Arthur Weasley popped his head in the kitchen saying to everyone "Come on kids. Ron will eat all the tarts if you don't hurry." The twins made a mad dash into the kitchen. Draco and Ginny stood up, Mrs. Weasley hugged Draco again whispering to him "They all like you. I do too. Welcome to the family."

Ginny flushed again and Draco's cheeks looked a little pink. Mrs. Weasley turned to Ginny and said "Ginny, you go in first love." Ginny gave Draco a kiss on the cheek and headed into the kitchen.

Draco stared at Mrs. Weasley a little anxiously as she said "We can be a family to you if you let us." He nodded his head smiling gently but she leaned forward whispering slowly "Yet, if you break my daughter's heart, I will make sure you wish you were in Azkaban." He felt cold fear rush through his body and she beamed up at him saying "Come on love, dinner!"

Ginny must have got her personality from her mother, how she can smile one moment and scare you the next. Mrs. Weasley linked arms with him, leading him into the kitchen. Ginny smiled at him, patting the seat next to her. He still felt scared but seeing her face, he had warmth spread to his cheeks.

He sat down for his first of many Weasley dinners. That evening, Draco and Ginny won a match against all her brothers. Perfect partners in crime.