Ron stood in the front foyer of his home in Manchester. He took off his
robes, hung them on a hook by the door and trudged into the kitchen where
his family was sitting at the kitchen table eating lunch.
John, only six but the oldest of his two children, got up out of his chair and came running to his father. Ron stooped and picked the child up, cradling him close. He kissed the top of the child's brown hair.
"What trouble did you get yourself in today?" Ron asked as he put the child back down on the tile floor. John smiled and ran back to his chair without saying anything. That was the best way of letting Ron know that he had been up to something.
"John, what have you done?" Ron asked again playfully.
"It was all Uncle George's fault!" John yelled.
"Uncle George?" Ron asked in a confused voice.
"Yes, Uncle George. And Fred as well, Ronniekins," Fred said as he and his twin brother came walking into the kitchen. They stood on either side of Ron and put their arms around his shoulders.
"How is it that you just go off all day leaving your poor, beautiful wife here with two children to tend to?" George asked as he walked over to Moira who was helping Katie, their youngest two year old child with her plate. George put and arm around her shoulder and she gave him a perplexed look.
"You know, I never did understand you Weasley boys. you think that you always have to go and protect everyone. You don't realize that I, for one, can fend for myself." Moira stepped out of George's embrace and walked over to the other side of the table, sitting in her chair. She took a sip of her water while Ron smiled at her.
Ron walked over and planted a kiss on her cheek. "Hello, Love," he said softly. Moira smiled up at him.
"So what are you two doing here? Or is this just another one of your random pop-ins?" Ron asked.
"No, this one has a purpose other than to annoy the hell out of you, I'm afraid," Fred said with a sigh.
"Yes, well, Mum wants all of her children over for dinner this weekend. She says that it's been so long since she's seen any us that she's going mad," George finished.
"Mum going mad? It's a bit late for that, wouldn't you say?" Ron said with a laugh.
"Tsk tsk, talking about your mother like that. You should be ashamed of yourself," Fred said.
"You know I am," Ron finished.
"Well then we'll see you Saturday. Bye!" George said as he and Fred disapparated.
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Saturday found Ron and his family at the Burrow for dinner with his siblings and parents. It would be a large occasion since there were seven Weasley children and their families who would also be attending. Altogether there would be about thirty people.
Ron stood in the foyer being hugged and kissed by his mother. She hadn't seen him since the last family dinner which had been back in June. Since then there had been two new additions to the family, thanks to Bill and his wife. They had had a set of twin girls in Late September.
Molly weasley had moved on from Ron and was greeting Moira. She always had liked Moira better than her other daughter-in-laws. A scream came from behind him and Ron jumped. He turned and saw that Molly had seen John's hair. In any other normal family hair wouldn't have been a big deal. But since they -were- the Weasleys, and tradition was to be upheld.
"Ronald Weasley! What is this?" Molly asked as she ran her hands through her grandson's brown hair. Ron laughed and told her what it was and it earned him a slight swat at his arm.
Arthur Weasley appeared from around a corner and Ron walked up, embracing his father in a tight hug.
"It's good to see you, Dad," Ron said as he pulled away. Arthur held his youngest son at an arms' length away and examined him.
"You look good, son."
Ron peered around the corner and saw that his older brother Charlie was sitting at the table sharpening a very large knife. Ron walked in and sat down in a chair near him.
"In some families it would be considered normal to -not- sharpen knives at the kitchen table," Ron said with a smirk.
"Well in some families the kids wouldn't have to spend time with a growing Hungarian Horntail, now would they?"
Charlie stopped long enough to examine the blade, cutting his thumb slightly. He frowned but continued sharpening.
"So Ginny's bringing the boyfriend tonight," Charlie said unhappily.
Everyone in the Weasley family had heard stories about the boyfriend. No one knew who he was. Ginny kept that a well-guarded secret from everyone. Especially her brothers. She knew how they liked to play 'harmless' games with all of her boyfriends.
"We're here!" Ron and Charlie heard their twin brothers exclaim as they apparated into the kitchen. Instead of landing somewhere normal like other witches and wizards, they had landed on top of the kitchen table.
"Can't you two stupid gits apparate like normal people?" Charlie asked. The twins looked at each other and shrugged. They climbed down off of the table and walked around the corner to see who was there.
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Almost everyone was there for dinner and they were just sitting around waiting for Ginny to come so they could start eating. In all reality, the men couldn't care any less about dinner right then. They just wanted to meet the new boyfriend. Maybe have a short talk with him.
The table was heavy in conversation to pass the time when the front door clicked open. The twins, having sensitive hearing, heard it first. They smiled wickedly at each other first before looking around and catching the attention of their other brothers.
Silence swept over the table as Ginny came walking in. She smiled at her family and laughed at the shock on their faces when the boyfriend stepped around the corner to wrap his arms around her waist from behind.
Draco Malfoy. Her brother's faces turned into very defiant sneers as they sat at the table, each wondering who would stand up to take the first punch.
"Well don't just sit there and stare," Ginny said as she and Draco moved to sit in the two chairs that had been placed by her parents. It was probably a good thing that they sat at that end of the table.
After a few minutes of awkward silence, conversation began again at the table and things were semi-normal. Glances were thrown in Ginny and Draco's direction every few minutes, but they were behaving themselves and not giving any reason for a beating later.
After dinner was done, Ginny helped her mother with the dishes while her brothers took Draco out back for a small talk. This was much to Draco's protest.
"So Malfoy," Ron began. "How did you end up getting your slimy hands on our sister?"
"Yes, enlighten us," Percy said.
"I, uh...I..." Draco began.
"What's wrong? You aren't scared, are you?" Fred asked. George finished with, "There's no reason to be scared. We're just having a friendly chat."
Small laughter was exchanged throughtout the Weasleys as Draco stood there fidgeting. He gained some nerve and tried to stand up for himself. "Look, I'm not here for a fight."
"Are you sure? It could be arranged," Charlie said as he grabbed the handle on his knife.
"What's so wrong about about me dating your sister? I love her," Draco said. Small glances were exchanged around the group of Weasleys.
"Do you now? We'll see about that," Bill said.
"Just rememebr that if you -ever- hurt Ginny, you've got to answer to us. We're watching your back. Always," Percy finished. The group of Weasleys walked back in the house. Draco stood outside in the darkness for a while, almost scared to go back inside.
Much to Draco's relief, Ginny came walking outside. she strolled up to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Don't let them bother you," she said.
"It's no wonder why you haven't ever kept a boyfriend for vey long. Not with all of their threats," Draco said as he kissed her softly on the lips. They stayed that way for a very long time, just enjoying each other's company.
"You aren't just my boyfriend, you know," Ginny said with a smile.
"I'm not?" Draco asked eith a quirked eyebrow.
"No. You're my lover as well."
"Oh, that explains it. You know, I think we could both use a little -love- right now," Draco joked.
"I think you might be right. If you'll give me a minute, we can apparate home. I just have to go clear something up and say some goodbyes."
Draco nodded and released Ginny to go and walk in the house.
She stormed in and found all of her brothers crowded around a chessboard in the living room, chatting and laughing happily. She stood on the outside of the group with her arms crossed and an evil glare on her face. Bill turned around to look at her.
"Hey, Gin," he said. The group looked up at her and immediately knew what was coming.
"What do you think you were -doing- out there?" she asked loudly. Molly Wealsley stuck her head around the corner to see what was going on.
"We were just talking to him," Percy defended.
"Talking does -NOT- involve -THREATENING- him!" Ginny yelled, her voice growing louder.
"But we didn't-" Ron began defensively.
"I BELIEVE THAT YOU ARE -SADLY- MISTAKEN, RON," Ginny yelled. Her face grew rad and she clenched her fists. "If I -ever- hear about you talking to Draco like that again, you'll answer to me," Ginny said softer. The meaning was not lost in her words. "I don't really give a shit about what -any- of you think about my realtionship. It's not yours to decide upon. But you might as well learn to accept him as a brother, because I love him. And that's all that matters," Ginny said. She turned and walked out of the room, saying goodbye to her mother and sisters-in-law.
The men all looked at each other hesitantly, the burn of Ginny's words still stinging them. They were pretty sure that she had meant what she had said. They had never heard her talk to them like this about any of her boyfriends. It was almost strange.
But then again she had her mother's temper, and things made sense.
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END CHAP THREE
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a/n: i just had to puit some g/d in it. just had to. but don't mistake me. they'll be used later in the story. and yes, there will be some h/hr in the next chap, i think. REVIEW!(the more you review, the more ppl notice, and you cane say, 'ha! i read it before you!)
John, only six but the oldest of his two children, got up out of his chair and came running to his father. Ron stooped and picked the child up, cradling him close. He kissed the top of the child's brown hair.
"What trouble did you get yourself in today?" Ron asked as he put the child back down on the tile floor. John smiled and ran back to his chair without saying anything. That was the best way of letting Ron know that he had been up to something.
"John, what have you done?" Ron asked again playfully.
"It was all Uncle George's fault!" John yelled.
"Uncle George?" Ron asked in a confused voice.
"Yes, Uncle George. And Fred as well, Ronniekins," Fred said as he and his twin brother came walking into the kitchen. They stood on either side of Ron and put their arms around his shoulders.
"How is it that you just go off all day leaving your poor, beautiful wife here with two children to tend to?" George asked as he walked over to Moira who was helping Katie, their youngest two year old child with her plate. George put and arm around her shoulder and she gave him a perplexed look.
"You know, I never did understand you Weasley boys. you think that you always have to go and protect everyone. You don't realize that I, for one, can fend for myself." Moira stepped out of George's embrace and walked over to the other side of the table, sitting in her chair. She took a sip of her water while Ron smiled at her.
Ron walked over and planted a kiss on her cheek. "Hello, Love," he said softly. Moira smiled up at him.
"So what are you two doing here? Or is this just another one of your random pop-ins?" Ron asked.
"No, this one has a purpose other than to annoy the hell out of you, I'm afraid," Fred said with a sigh.
"Yes, well, Mum wants all of her children over for dinner this weekend. She says that it's been so long since she's seen any us that she's going mad," George finished.
"Mum going mad? It's a bit late for that, wouldn't you say?" Ron said with a laugh.
"Tsk tsk, talking about your mother like that. You should be ashamed of yourself," Fred said.
"You know I am," Ron finished.
"Well then we'll see you Saturday. Bye!" George said as he and Fred disapparated.
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Saturday found Ron and his family at the Burrow for dinner with his siblings and parents. It would be a large occasion since there were seven Weasley children and their families who would also be attending. Altogether there would be about thirty people.
Ron stood in the foyer being hugged and kissed by his mother. She hadn't seen him since the last family dinner which had been back in June. Since then there had been two new additions to the family, thanks to Bill and his wife. They had had a set of twin girls in Late September.
Molly weasley had moved on from Ron and was greeting Moira. She always had liked Moira better than her other daughter-in-laws. A scream came from behind him and Ron jumped. He turned and saw that Molly had seen John's hair. In any other normal family hair wouldn't have been a big deal. But since they -were- the Weasleys, and tradition was to be upheld.
"Ronald Weasley! What is this?" Molly asked as she ran her hands through her grandson's brown hair. Ron laughed and told her what it was and it earned him a slight swat at his arm.
Arthur Weasley appeared from around a corner and Ron walked up, embracing his father in a tight hug.
"It's good to see you, Dad," Ron said as he pulled away. Arthur held his youngest son at an arms' length away and examined him.
"You look good, son."
Ron peered around the corner and saw that his older brother Charlie was sitting at the table sharpening a very large knife. Ron walked in and sat down in a chair near him.
"In some families it would be considered normal to -not- sharpen knives at the kitchen table," Ron said with a smirk.
"Well in some families the kids wouldn't have to spend time with a growing Hungarian Horntail, now would they?"
Charlie stopped long enough to examine the blade, cutting his thumb slightly. He frowned but continued sharpening.
"So Ginny's bringing the boyfriend tonight," Charlie said unhappily.
Everyone in the Weasley family had heard stories about the boyfriend. No one knew who he was. Ginny kept that a well-guarded secret from everyone. Especially her brothers. She knew how they liked to play 'harmless' games with all of her boyfriends.
"We're here!" Ron and Charlie heard their twin brothers exclaim as they apparated into the kitchen. Instead of landing somewhere normal like other witches and wizards, they had landed on top of the kitchen table.
"Can't you two stupid gits apparate like normal people?" Charlie asked. The twins looked at each other and shrugged. They climbed down off of the table and walked around the corner to see who was there.
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Almost everyone was there for dinner and they were just sitting around waiting for Ginny to come so they could start eating. In all reality, the men couldn't care any less about dinner right then. They just wanted to meet the new boyfriend. Maybe have a short talk with him.
The table was heavy in conversation to pass the time when the front door clicked open. The twins, having sensitive hearing, heard it first. They smiled wickedly at each other first before looking around and catching the attention of their other brothers.
Silence swept over the table as Ginny came walking in. She smiled at her family and laughed at the shock on their faces when the boyfriend stepped around the corner to wrap his arms around her waist from behind.
Draco Malfoy. Her brother's faces turned into very defiant sneers as they sat at the table, each wondering who would stand up to take the first punch.
"Well don't just sit there and stare," Ginny said as she and Draco moved to sit in the two chairs that had been placed by her parents. It was probably a good thing that they sat at that end of the table.
After a few minutes of awkward silence, conversation began again at the table and things were semi-normal. Glances were thrown in Ginny and Draco's direction every few minutes, but they were behaving themselves and not giving any reason for a beating later.
After dinner was done, Ginny helped her mother with the dishes while her brothers took Draco out back for a small talk. This was much to Draco's protest.
"So Malfoy," Ron began. "How did you end up getting your slimy hands on our sister?"
"Yes, enlighten us," Percy said.
"I, uh...I..." Draco began.
"What's wrong? You aren't scared, are you?" Fred asked. George finished with, "There's no reason to be scared. We're just having a friendly chat."
Small laughter was exchanged throughtout the Weasleys as Draco stood there fidgeting. He gained some nerve and tried to stand up for himself. "Look, I'm not here for a fight."
"Are you sure? It could be arranged," Charlie said as he grabbed the handle on his knife.
"What's so wrong about about me dating your sister? I love her," Draco said. Small glances were exchanged around the group of Weasleys.
"Do you now? We'll see about that," Bill said.
"Just rememebr that if you -ever- hurt Ginny, you've got to answer to us. We're watching your back. Always," Percy finished. The group of Weasleys walked back in the house. Draco stood outside in the darkness for a while, almost scared to go back inside.
Much to Draco's relief, Ginny came walking outside. she strolled up to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Don't let them bother you," she said.
"It's no wonder why you haven't ever kept a boyfriend for vey long. Not with all of their threats," Draco said as he kissed her softly on the lips. They stayed that way for a very long time, just enjoying each other's company.
"You aren't just my boyfriend, you know," Ginny said with a smile.
"I'm not?" Draco asked eith a quirked eyebrow.
"No. You're my lover as well."
"Oh, that explains it. You know, I think we could both use a little -love- right now," Draco joked.
"I think you might be right. If you'll give me a minute, we can apparate home. I just have to go clear something up and say some goodbyes."
Draco nodded and released Ginny to go and walk in the house.
She stormed in and found all of her brothers crowded around a chessboard in the living room, chatting and laughing happily. She stood on the outside of the group with her arms crossed and an evil glare on her face. Bill turned around to look at her.
"Hey, Gin," he said. The group looked up at her and immediately knew what was coming.
"What do you think you were -doing- out there?" she asked loudly. Molly Wealsley stuck her head around the corner to see what was going on.
"We were just talking to him," Percy defended.
"Talking does -NOT- involve -THREATENING- him!" Ginny yelled, her voice growing louder.
"But we didn't-" Ron began defensively.
"I BELIEVE THAT YOU ARE -SADLY- MISTAKEN, RON," Ginny yelled. Her face grew rad and she clenched her fists. "If I -ever- hear about you talking to Draco like that again, you'll answer to me," Ginny said softer. The meaning was not lost in her words. "I don't really give a shit about what -any- of you think about my realtionship. It's not yours to decide upon. But you might as well learn to accept him as a brother, because I love him. And that's all that matters," Ginny said. She turned and walked out of the room, saying goodbye to her mother and sisters-in-law.
The men all looked at each other hesitantly, the burn of Ginny's words still stinging them. They were pretty sure that she had meant what she had said. They had never heard her talk to them like this about any of her boyfriends. It was almost strange.
But then again she had her mother's temper, and things made sense.
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END CHAP THREE
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a/n: i just had to puit some g/d in it. just had to. but don't mistake me. they'll be used later in the story. and yes, there will be some h/hr in the next chap, i think. REVIEW!(the more you review, the more ppl notice, and you cane say, 'ha! i read it before you!)