AN: Alright, I'm trying to keep it as interesting as I can, but I have to admit, the really interesting parts will have to come at the later and to come chapters, so I hope you guys will still read and review. :)
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"It's weird the way Malfoy's staying at the Burrow ALL summer." Ron muttered, bummed off. He was taking a bite of his chocolate frog rather harshly.
"Yeah" Harry sighed and they shook a bit. "He just better make sure he behaves and doesn't get in our way, I mean, he's just staying, it's lucky for him he even has a place." Harry said bitterly.
Ginny was silent.
"Well think about it, he won't have a choice, he's not in his own house you know." Hermione said in a dignified voice.
The two stared at her. "Okay, so we really don't know." Hermione said hastily and gave a goofy smile, and they shook again.
They kept shaking because they were already riding the train, and suddenly they heard a familiar voice.
"Why the long face, Drakie?" Purred disgusting Pansy.
"Nothing, it's nothing." Draco said coldly.
"Don't worry, whatever it is, I know you'll have a great summer…" Crabbe trailed off.
The trio rolled their eyes and Ginny laughed.
"Who's that?!" Draco asked and said, "Crabbe, you doofus! You left the door open! Did anyone hear us??" Draco was angry and they heard the sound of feet scrambling to get out, so soon enough, there they were, Slytherin stuck ups, staring coldly at Hermione, Ron, Harry and Ginny.
"Why if it isn't the dream team and the Weasel girl." Draco said coldy.
Pansy cooed and held on to Draco's arms.
"Watch your mouth Malfoy, you better start fixing your attitude or we'll throw you out and leave you to rot." Ginny said darkly. Apparently, she already knew and was very cross about it.
Draco grew even paler and was taken aback.
"Throw out? Drakie, what were they talking about?" Pansy cooed to Draco.
Draco shuddered and said, "Nothing, I don't understand what they're saying, probably out of their wits." He said hurriedly and he lead the group to leave and slammed the door shut.
"Watch your mouth blond boy, it's your father who's out of his wits, what with sending you to the Burrow and all." Ginny said darkly, and Ron was quite proud of his sister.
They finally arrived home, but Draco wasn't with them, he was going there through floo powder, no one should see that he was with them, and thankfully, they were each glad, no one wanted to be seen with the other.
"Fred! George! You won't guess what just happened!" Ron shouted angrily as he opened the door and the four of them spilled in.
Two identical red heads came crashing down the stairs in equally dissatisfied faces, "We know."
"Oh." Ron simply said, and they all piled inside the kitchen.
"That's why we've been in our room lately." George said gloomily.
"Yeah, you know… sorting things…" Fred said and he winked at all four of them.
They were about to ask what they were up to when suddenly the fireplace turned emerald green and out came a disgusted Draco Malfoy and his father Lucius.
"Bleck!" Draco cried out, dusting himself and obviously getting ticked off. "This is the place where you live?!" He asked in disgust. "What rubbish!" He screamed.
Fred and George were about to strangle him when Mr. Malfoy spoke. "Now, now, Draco, this will be your home for the meantime, be kind." He smirked and soon disapparated.
"This may be where I'm staying, but it will never be my home." He said darkly.
"Don't worry, we wouldn't want it to be." George said coldly.
"That's good to know." Draco said sarcastically, and then Mrs. Weasley came bustling into the kitchen.
"Oh! Draco! Right then, you're here!" She said hastily. "Now then, let me show you to your room..." She trailed off, and Draco grudgingly followed her.
"Riiiiiight." Said Harry. "Like we'll really survive with him breathing our air."
Ginny and Hermione giggled but the twins were serious.
"Oh yeah, what were you saying you guys were up to again?" Hermione asked the twins.
The twins broke into identical evil grins.
"Well, since mum was busy preparing the house and everything.." Fred started.
"….Though we don't see an important and valid reason why." George said goofily.
"George, shut up! I'm telling the story here!" Fred said and hit his brother.
"Oi! I have a share in this story too…" George said rubbing his head.
"Well anyway." He said and gave his twin an I'm telling the story it's my moment do not disturb me look, he continued.
"Mum told us we could sort out the chores and everything since Malfoy was so kind to drop in and help this household, we have to distribute our chores and assign him some too, since it's only fair." Fred said innocently.
"Ahh… I'm liking the looks of this." Ron said and smiled as he stretched.
Harry grinned sheepishly. "Yeah."
"Alright!" The twins clapped their hands.
Upstairs, they could hear Draco's deliberate fits of complaints and utter depression.
They all laughed.
"W-w-w-w-WAAAAAIT!!!" Hermione called off. They all looked at her.
"What now?!" Fred moaned.
"I don't understand." Hermione said blatantly.
"Hermione." George said quietly.
"Draco's in the Burrow." Fred said equally soft.
"Which means…" George said, anticipating what he always wanted to say. "He has to-"
"George! I will tell the interesting part!" Fred cut in, and said it before his twin could retort.
"It's our house, he's in it, it's our rules." Fred said with a satisfied voice.