Ch7 What Happens When You're a Malfoy, but In LOVE With a Weasley

As I walked down the stairs, I saw Fred waiting for me.

"Ready M- Alyssa?" He asked, reaching a hand out for me to take.

I laughed quietly for a moment- shaking my head no. His smile faltered slightly when I shook my head.

"What I mean Fred, is that to me, my name is Mya, not Alyssa. No matter what anyone else says it is. I am me and I have the right to choose what I go by, and with you, I choose to be called Mya. Nothing more, nothing less. Got that mister?"

He nodded his head and his smile grew just that little bit more. Fred extended his hand more and I accepted it. I looked at him and smiled. If you minus the fact that I'm a Malfoy now, this is exactly where I wanted to be.

"Let's go down now, cause dinner is rea-" A loud, high-pitched scream filled the Burrow- cutting Fred off.

We ran in to the kitchen to see Ronald and Harry sharing the same facial expression- wide eyes and a very loud scream being emitted from their mouths. Ginny was sitting with George and Mr Weasley; they seemed to be in the midst of playing exploding snap when the noise began. Mrs Weasley had run into the room the same way Fred and I had, but from the other side. And in the center of it all stood the most annoying, ferret-faced git with his infamous smirk Malfoy- or Draco if you consider the fact that he's family.

Most of the Weasleys protested once they realized who was there with them.

"Malfoy get out of my house!"

"Malfoy! What in bloody hell are you doing here?"

"What is the bloody fuc-"

"RONALD WEASLEY! You watch that mouth of yours or I shall wash it out with soap!"

"Yes mum." Ronald said with a sigh.

After shushing Ron, Mrs Weasley stared at everyone in the room. Her eyes stopped for a moment at me before she looked at Malfoy and sighed.

"Everyone, Draco Malfoy will be staying with us for a while." She said in a tone that clearly stated that she was not to be questioned.

Charlie, who had apparently returned from Romania, took one look at Mal-Draco and asked his mother one question- bringing everybody's attention to him.

"Why is Draco Malfoy standing in the middle of the room?"

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley sighed and looked at me as if asking for permission to explain. I looked at Malf- Draco, who simply nodded his head at me. I turned to look back at the Mr. and Mrs. Weasely and gave a little sigh before giving them the okay. Mr Weasley began.

"Almost eighteen years ago now a pair of twins were born. The boy was born first and the girl- who was a shock to everyone- was born second. She-"

"Why was she such a shock Dad?" Ron asked.

"Because no one knew she was there. They all expected the child to be just that, a child- no plurality included. Through all the testing, spells and potions being used, they never thought that they would be wrong. But when she was born, her parents adored her, they showed her off to everyone they knew, and everyone they didn't know. She was the apple of her father's eye and her mother's shining beauty. While they loved and cherished their son, they spent more attention on their daughter." Mr. Weasley finished before letting his wife take over.

"This family was the Malfoy family. Their daughter Alyssa was a true doll. As she and Draco grew up, they found their parents becoming less and less distant. They grew curious and followed their parents' voices to a room in the manor they had never been in. Draco, being the eldest, led the way into the room. Before Alyssa could get through the door, Draco was noticed and was already being forced into something that would haunt him once he grew older."

"What like being recruited to be a death eater by ol' Voldie?" George joked. A few people laughed, but the look on Draco's face stopped it in an instant. George quietly apologized to Draco and asked his parents to continue.

"Yes George, that's exactly what happened." Mrs. Weasley said with a hint of disappointment in her voice. She was disappointed in the fact that some of her children didn't realize how important this was, or the fact that Draco Malfoy was standing in the middle of the room, going through silent suffering.

I broke loose from Fred's grip on my hand. I looked at him and silently pleaded with him to let me help Draco- he is family after all. He nodded and gave me a little sign that told me that he was okay with leaving for a while.

I walked over to Draco and put my hand on his shoulder. He looked at me with glistening eyes- it looked as if he was about to cry. I wrapped my arm around his and guided him from the room- Fred following behind us.

I could hear someone- probably Ron- ask his parents what happened next. We were going out the door when I heard Mr. Weasley respond.

"That's enough for now. Everything will come in time."

Alright, I've actually had this chapter written for a long time (like a year-ish)- I just hadn't bothered going onto this account to post it. So sorry about that. And if you read any of my other stories, I am so sorry, but this year I've dedicated a lot of my time to beta-ing, editing, and helping beginning writers with their ideas that I haven't written anything else. So forgive me, it might be another year and a half (like BBC Sherlock!). Sorry! ~omgitsChrissy

PS. I changed my name slightly. My friend first made this account for herself, but then she never used it (her name was Suzy). She gave it to me and I never bothered changing it so I have!

Hello my name is Chrissy! Technically it's Christina or Cristina, because I'm Italian. So I guess it should be Crissie (it was for a while but everybody spelled it Chrissy, so I changed it). I'm ranting now. I'll stop.

PPS. THANKS FOR READING IT AND STAYING WITH IT THIS LONG IF YOU HAVE!