Summary: Ron is on holidays in Egypt with his family, but what is Draco up to Writing a letter to a Griffindor?
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters but I own the story.
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Chapter 2
The Holiday
Ron was on holidays again with his family, to Egypt to see Charlie. His twin brothers, Fred and George, were able to pay for this trip due to their success with their joke shop. They had made shops worldwide in the wizarding world. Now they could afford to do anything, even get new robes. And of course they don't have to worry about the Malfoy's picking on them. Last year at Christmas, Fred and George gave Ron new dress robes. The ones Ron had had looked like a muggle dress, so Ron got new ones and of course they were maroon.
Ron woke up to a new day; Pig, his owl, was jumping everywhere
"Shut up you stupid owl," he said.
Ron got up and headed down to breakfast. He could smell the bacon and eggs cooking. His mum was yelling at Fred for hexing the pan that was cooking breakfast. Oil was spitting everywhere and it went all over Mrs Weasley; she was burnt from the oil. She ended up in big red blotches. The pan was going wild and everyone was laughing.
"Morning mum. Why are you covered in cream? Did something bite you?" Every one burst out laughing, even Mrs Weasley.
"What?" asked Ron.
"I'll tell you over breakfast," Molly replied. Fred unhexed the pan and served breakfast.
Ron was enjoying his bacon and eggs; it was just how he liked it. During this he found out what Fred did. After breakfast was finished he went upstairs and wrote Harry and Hermione a letter.
"Hey Harry and Hermione,
Well Egypt is good; mum got burnt from Fred hexing the pan that was cooking breakfast. Now she is covered in cream. So how are you GUYS? Hey harry 2mths today or should I say 2 mths since we kicked Slytherin butt! (A/N: Ron was a beater like his twin brothers while his sister, Ginny was a chaser). Well I got to go and get ready to go to the tombs, Ginny wants to go and no one else does so I got the honour. I'll be back at the Barrow next Friday, so I hope you can come over and meet me you guys.
Bye
Ron"
Ron folded up his letter and gave it to Pig, who was flying around his head. He flew out of sight. He started to get ready, but he took his time to go to the tombs. He had a weird feeling about this trip.
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There was a thump on the floor. It was Lucius. Thank God Draco had fast reflexes due to playing Quidditch. He grabbed a plate that was close by and protected himself from his father's spell. Lucius was on the floor. Shaking, he did the Cruciatus curse, one of the 3 unforgivable curses. Draco gets the Cruciatus curse all the time. Now it was payback time for his father from all the pain he had caused.
"You enjoying that father," Draco asked. "Well, try and fight it off like I did."
"I -I - I-ll. Get yyyou boy, yyou will regret this."
"Father, please stop wasting your breath." Draco pulled out his wand and blindfolded and gagged his father.
"Now be a good father and try not to struggle. The more you move the tighter it gets."
Lucius mumbled some words. Draco didn't here them and the material tightened.
"I warned you father now you will pay."
Draco was just about to end his father's life, but his mother came in and saw everything.
"Draco what on earth are you doing?"
"It's not my fault, mother. Father was about to kill me," replied Draco. Of course his mother believed him, letting him off while Lucius was still on the ground, shaking in pain. The curse started to wear off. Draco pulled out his wand again and bound his father's legs and arms, just what his father did to him when he was a young boy.
"Draco?"
"Yes mother?"
"Why don't you run along to your room while I have a talk with you father?" She said this very quietly so Lucius couldn't hear her.
"Yes mother," replied Draco. "Mother, do you think father looks like a Weasley?"
"Yes Draco and I think it suits him."
They threw a laugh together. Draco headed up to his room and decided to do something he has never done before. He was going to write a letter to a Griffindor.
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