A Sorta Fairytale

Chapter 2: At the Burrow

Authors note: There is an extra character as another Weasley, back in 2004 I had a whole series of fics where Kirby is an accepted and explained character, so I'll try to put a little explanation in this one too. Thanks for taking it with a grain of salt =]

At the Burrow that morning, most of the house was still asleep except for Kirby, Ron and Arthur. Arthur was awake because he had to go to work. Kirby woke up every morning earlier than the rest to make her father breakfast. It was the time they got to spend together without the rest of the gang around, and made up for all the time she missed living with Bill in Egypt. Ron would often wake up early as well to keep the lot company. This morning was one of those mornings.

The Burrow was a very large house, for there was a very large amount of people living in it. They had three extra rooms, which were for friends to stay. Harry and Hermione, friends of Ron, had been there many times before and stayed in those rooms. Almost everyone had their own room.

That morning it was particularly quiet. Kirby was smiling to herself, thinking of her crush, Draco Malfoy. Everyone in that past year at Hogwarts had grown a truce with Draco, yet they weren't great friends. Kirby loved that she could approach him without Harry or Ron giving her a speech.

Kirby suddenly broke out of her trance by the sound of the doorbell. She lazily got up and marched over to the door, she could have sworn she heard a loud bang, but she figured it was in her 'daydream'. She hadn't even noticed her father had already left for work.

Ron came up from behind her and looked at the clock; it said Draco Malfoy was at the front of his house. Confused, he followed Kirby to the door. She opened it and stared for a second, at loss for words. Ron was the first to speak

"What are you doing here Draco?" He said calmly, more confused than anything, it being Eight in the morning and all.

Draco was relieved with the calmness in Ron's voice.

"I...have no where else to go, do you think I could stay here until school starts?" Draco asked in a very tiny voice.

Kirby motioned for him to come in.

"What happened?" Kirby asked, obviously knowing something was wrong if he came to them for help.

"I ran away from home, I couldn't stand my father anymore." Draco said with his head down.

"I'm sorry…" Kirby said.

"It's alright; it's just something I knew I had to do. Do you guys think it would be okay if I stayed here for the week?"

Ron finally spoke up. "I suppose you could, we have room, but we have to ask our mum first."

"Of course." Draco said understandingly.

Ron went upstairs to fetch his mother and left Kirby and Draco alone in the family room.

"So…" Kirby started.

Draco cut in, "Kirby, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable around me, I really like you."

In shock Kirby replied smiling, "I like you too."

Then their mother came gracefully bounding down the stairs in a robe. She lifted up her head and saw Draco.

"Well hello dear child, Ron has informed me that you wish to stay here?"

"Yes ma'm, just until school starts." Draco thought Molly was being extremely kind and gracious, considering who his father was.

"Well of course you can stay as long as you need to, any friend of Ron and Kirby are welcome in my home deary, but for the time being I must head back upstairs and dress, were going to Diagon Alley today. Do you need supplies as well?" Molly Weasley asked.

Smiling, Draco nodded his head.

"Then you will be coming, do you have any other clothing with you?" Draco nodded his head again in the other direction.

"Well you can borrow something of Ron's to go out then."

"Thank you ma'm" Draco said graciously before heading upstairs with Ron to find something to wear.

Once everyone was dressed and ready to go they stood by the fireplace and prepared to leave. The rest of the Weasley gang felt a little uneasy about Malfoy being in their home, but since Molly was calm, they all followed suit.

Draco stood furthest away in case his father searched for him through the fireplace.

Kirby spotted this and held his hand.

Authors Note: How's my driving? Let me know.