Harry Potter and the True Muggles

By Trephinia Cealyn

Chapter 12 | Good Souls

To the Malfoy Family-

          We would like to invite you our family gathering at Christmas. It starts when you get there and ends when you leave. Your presence would be greatly appreciated and no will not be taken as an answer.

Love,

The Weasley Family

P.S-The twins will be sent to seek and destroy if you do not attend.

P.P.S-I've got my eye on you Malfoy, -Harry.

          "FATHER!" Flute screamed.

          Draco kicked down the door, "Who died?"

          "No one!" Flute said nonchalantly as this was not an unusual question, "We got an invitation!"

          "To where?" Draco asked.

          Flute jumped around him happily, "To a Christmas party!"

          "WHERE?"

          "At the Burrow!" Flute screamed with joy.

          "No." Draco said without even considering it.

          "But Dad!" Flute protested, "If we don't they're going to send Uncle Fred and George."

          "We're going pack your bags and they aren't your uncles," As if it were all one word.

          "Okay Dad," Flute said happily, "But they are…"

          "Silence child." Draco ordered.

Meanwhile at the Burrow

          "Hurry up," Lily ordered. "They'll be here soon."

          "I don't see why it matters," Tom said slouching against the wall, "It's really not that big of a deal."

          "You're just mad because their father banned you from them," Lily smiled sweetly at him.

          "You're just mad because I'm friends with her and you aren't." Tom sneered.

          "Am not,"

          "Are to,"

          "Am not,"

          "Are to,"

          "Am not,"

          "Are to,"

          "Am not,"

          "Are to,"

          "Am not,"

          "Are…" Draco appeared in the middle of the room just as Tom was about to punch Lily in the eye, "Hey Mr. Malfoy!"

          "Tom!" Flute flung herself at the boy choking him to death.

          "Uh-Flute-I can't breath," Tom gasped.

          Flute released him, "Sorry."

          "Why don't you come over to the house anymore Tom?" Draco inquired.

          "You banned him dad," Flute explained.

          "I have no recollection of this… banning." Draco said.

          Flute scratched her head in confusion, "But you did."

          "I obviously didn't." Draco said.

          "Uh you did Dad," Talon interjected.

          Draco glared at Talon, "Was I addressing you boy? Were you a part of this conversation in anyway?"

          "Putting Draco's selective memory aside," Hermione butted in.

          Draco scanned the room his eye caught Harry's, "Potter."

          "Malfoy," they nodded acknowledging each other's presence.

          Draco turned back to Hermione, "So Granger how's life treating you?"

          "It's Potter now Draco," Hermione informed him of current events.

          Draco stared her down, "Just answer the question Granger."

          Flute stood confused at the use of last names. "Uncle Ron!" Flute ran across the room and was picked up into a hug.

          "Weasley! Unhand my child," Draco ordered.

          Ron held back the laughter, "She's my niece Draco I'm allowed to hold her."

          "You have no niece," Draco fumed, "And she's mine so you can't have her so you should therefore unhand her as I previously instructed."

          "Dad, he has a name," Flute whispered.

          "Yes it's Weasley," and with that he turned around towards the buffet and smack into Fred and George.

          "Oh look it's Draco," George pulled Draco into a manly hug.

          "Last time we saw you, you were wearing leather knickers!" Fred exclaimed.

          "What is this foreign," Draco scrunched up his eyes in attempt to pronounce the word, "leath…AR you speak of?"

          "Come on Draco let's get some food on this skinny body of yours," Fred said appreciatively.

          "Yes Weasley Twin # 1," he turned to George, "# 2 that is a good idea."

          George yelped with excitement, "Let's go,"  they pulled Draco over to the buffet.

          "Draco?"

          "Landrak?"

          "Finally with the first names," Flute said.

          "Talia! And the little child creature." Draco laughed, "I always liked you Talia."

          Landrak jabbed Draco in the stomach playfully, "She's mine."

          The child creature tugged on Draco's sleeve, "My name is Cecilia," she said matter-of-factly as if it were the most important fact in the world.

          "That's nice child. Run and along and play with Flute," Draco said patting her on the head. "So Landrak Talia what have you two been up to?"

          "Sex with Talia, go to work…" Landrak said.

          "Landrak!" Talia protested, Draco and Landrak laughed, "So how's Ginny doing Draco?" Talia covered her mouth immediately realizing her mistake.

          Draco's face went white, "Ginny who?"

          "Oh, uh, I meant… uh, do you like, erm, well you see. It kinda well, there was a flood and… I found a dog, a girl dog! And her name was Ginny remember? You know like the Ginger spice for food? That you eat… I gave her to," Talia spotted Talon, "To him!"

          "That's my son I think I would know if he had a dog," Draco said coldly.

          "Well he looks a lot like you," Talia said nodding her head. Landrak tried extremely hard to suppress his giggling, "So anyway this dog was it was um, well, a dog that. It died and you should try some of this salad, it's really good with these Bertie+Bott's Every Flavor Beans." At this Landrak could no longer suppress his laughter and burst out laughing, Talia glared at him and continued, "So that's what happened, and well…"

          "Oh wait now I remember," Draco said still confused. By now Landrak's face was bright red and he was clutching the buffet to keep standing, "I'll be over here if you remember anything else about Ginger." Draco smiled and turned around running into Mrs. Weasley who immediately clasped the pale man's hands in a motherly fashion.

          "Oh Draco we haven't seen you and the children in so long. You stopped coming by." Mrs. Weasley fussed over him.

          "Do I know you?" Draco asked freeing his hand.

          "I'm your mother in law dearest." Mrs. Weasley said laughing.

          "I've never been so insulted in my life." Draco spun on his heel and knocked Harry over, "Watch where I am going Potter!"

          "Can it Malfoy." Harry glared back at him.

          Draco squinted at him, "Trust the son of a mudblood to ruin the day." Draco whispered.

          "What did you say?" Harry said clenching his fists.

          Draco smirked, "You heard me Potter, or has fucking a mudblood ruined your natural instincts."

          "At least I still have my sanity," Harry spat.

          Draco's eyes narrowed, "What's that supposed to mean?"

          "I don't let the death of a loved one ruin me." Harry stared at him daring him to come up with a better insult.

          "Harry dear the turkey's getting cold," Hermione said coming up behind Draco.

          "Are you so sure of that Potter?" Draco asked calmly. Harry nodded smiling at him. "Shall we find out?" Draco reached back and grabbed Hermione's wrist. He pulled her around in front of him and placed his wand next to her forehead, "It only takes two words." Harry looked at him shocked. Draco released her and pushed her into him. "Children! We are leaving, now!"

          "But daddy…" Flute protested. Draco grabbed her wrist and picked up Talon by the waist.

          "Hope to see you at the house soon, Tom." Draco said before disappearing with his children.