Continue to write though no one is reading this. Is it really that bad?



I woke up the next morning. Harry and Draco were still asleep. I got up and wrapped my robe around me. I walk quietly down the hall three doors. No one was allowed to stay in this room. Alex's room. I turned the knob on the door. I just needed to look around. I sat on his dark blue comforter. The walls were covered with Quiddich teams and muggle band posters. There was a framed picture of him and me taken last summer on his desk. I opened his closet. Not much inside. His trunk from school was still by his bed. The only things missing were his wand and robes that filled the empty casket. I left the room shutting the door behind me. I went down stairs to fin Fred and George already up and making breakfast. I usually have a rule of not eating anything the offer me, but they could actually cook. Ron and Hermione also came down stairs as did Harry and Draco.

"Draco freaked out when he woke up next to me." Harry informed us.

"I did not freak out."

"Yah that's why you screamed."

"I did not."

I just smiled. I thanked God for my friends. I wouldn't have been able to live through this without them.

There was a peek at the window. I opened it and two owls flew in carrying many papers.

I groaned. " They can't wait a day?" I said almost to myself.

"What's all that?" Harry asked.

"Lawyer paperwork crap." I answered. I took it all from the owls and gave the owls some food. I threw the papers on the table.

Draco flipped through them and spit out some orange juice. "Holy shit!" He coughed.

I leaned over to see what he was looking at. The family holdings.

"That's all yours?"

I nodded. Roughly land and money the family was worth 150 million galleons.

I looked through some of the papers. The house in France would be sold. So would this one after I went through the contents. The house elves freed. Most of the magical items would be given to the ministry, some would be auctioned and others donated.

The money was another matter. I would donate some. I really did not know what to do with it all. Buy myself a place to live. I couldn't live here. The house was too big. I could live in France to many memories, besides my friends were here and I needed them. I also needed to continue with school. More for Alex then for myself.

I rubbed my eyes. It was too much. After breakfast the Weasley's, Harry and Hermione left. They would owl and I promised to see them back at school. It was three days until Christmas. School would start again on the 6th of January.

I talked to the house elves. They were to inventory everything for me. Draco and I spent the day going through my room, Alex's room and My Mother's room. I didn't keep much. Pictures, a ring of my Mothers, I put all my belongings in boxes to be moved.

By the end of the day I was tired emotionally and physically but there was still so much to do. Keeping busy didn't not allow me to think so much. The house elves presented their lists and tomorrow they would be broken down into categories; keep, auction, and donate.

I decided the next day that my money would be split up too. I sent letters out; 36 million would go to the Weasely family. There were 9 of them so that gave them each 4 million. Harry, Draco, and Hermione would also get 4 million. Hermione's exchanged into pounds. And I would donate 10 million to the school. That should keep the Quidditch team in new uniforms and afford the school new brooms in memory of Alex. The school was also given twelve million for a scholarship program.

I made all the important paper work. I knew that they all would have trouble accepting the money but it's what I wanted and what I'm sure Mother and Alex and Father would have wanted.

The next day was Christmas Eve and all my letters were out. I knew exactly where everything was going. I was done sooner then I thought. Draco and I sat before the fire and watched the flames. I curled up close to him. I hoped Harry was all right. He was with the Weasley's who were his family. He would bounce back.

"I miss them so much." I whispered.

"I know." Draco replied. He tightened his arm around me. Dumbledore had agreed to let him stay with me. He didn't have to go back to the Manor. Since this was my family house Dumbledore couldn't make me stay anywhere else. I just wish they had protected the house before. But that's just like the ministry, don't take the precaution until something terrible happens. I became a legal adult when I inherited the DeWinter's fortune, I could live wherever I wanted. But it was lonely in this big house. Even with the house elves that refused to leave, and my dragon by my side.

"Dragon?"

"Yes."

"Would it be so terrible if we went to the Weasley's tomorrow?"

"I think it's a good idea, but do you think they would let me in?"

"Well it is Christmas."

We kissed by the fire.

Christmas. I packed up my things and we left for Ron's. I looked at the house one last time knowing I would not return. Something's were put into a room at Gringott's but the rest would be taken care of by the ministry. My dragon and I arrive at Ron's shortly after 11.

"I hope they like surprises." Draco mused.

They did. Mrs. Weasley opened the door, although I had never met the woman before, brought me into a big hug. "Ron! Ron!" Some guests have arrived. We stepped inside the house greeted by the smell of pine and cinnamon. There was a large tree in the corner of the room and a pile of wrapping paper on the floor. Ron and Harry emerged form the Kitchen.

"Jen!" Harry's face lit up. "I'm glad you changed our mind." Draco stood a bit behind me. "You too Draco. Merry Christmas."

Draco smiled but also looked at Ron. There was some tension as if Ron was waiting for a crack about his house. "Merry Christmas Draco." Ron said. It seemed everyone breathed and then Mrs. Weasley brought out a giant plate of cookies.

"Wait here." Harry said and ran up the stairs. Meanwhile the rest of the Weasley family gathered in the living room. It was a sea of red hair and freckles. I was glad to meet the rest of Ron's brothers. Draco commented on the amazing tree and everyone relaxed.

Harry came down the stair with presents. He handed one to me and one to Draco. I sat down on the couch, Draco next to me and we ripped open the paper.

"Thank you Harry," I said as I lifted up a beautiful shirt. It was soft blue merino wool.

Draco gift was a scarf. It was a dark green and had gold edges. Sytherin colors. I was surprised by the color choice on Harry's behalf.

We talked a bit and it was exactly what I needed. To be in a loving group of people on Christmas. I ate so much food and could not stop complementing Mrs. Weasley on her cooking.

AS the day grew to a close I felt weird about asking if we could stay. The house was so crowded. But it seemed that Mrs. Weasley already knew what I was thinking. At about 9 o'clock, she announced that our beds were made up whenever we were ready to sleep. These were by far the nicest people I have ever met. The whole Weasley family even welcomed Draco Malfoy into their home.

The next day at breakfast, three owls came to the Weasley's I knew what they were and I prayed that they would accept. Harry, Draco and Mr. Weasely all read their letters simultaneously. They all looked at me at the same time to. Then I was bombarded with we can't accept this, what are you crazy, Jen really this is too much.

"I'm sure that's what Hermione is saying to but you have to, please I want you to have this, you all deserve to have this, what am I going to do with all of it?"

"All of what Dad?" Fred and George asked as everyone without a letter looked puzzled. Mr. Weasley handed Mrs. Weasley the letter and she promptly fainted. Ron then took it and read. "Oh my God, we're rich!"

Mr. Weasley was persistent. "We can't take this."

"I'm not taking it back so if you don't want it fine give it away but it's yours."

Harry and Draco just sat there stunned.

"That goes for you two too." I said.



(Ok this was boring. I'm losing it. Really. Only one review!!! Should Alex come back?)