Draco sat at the end of the couch with Ginny, while the rest of the family,
minus Fred and George, (who were in their room doing God knows what) and guests
tried to arrange the sleeping situation.
" Well, Hermione will be in with Ginny obviously, and Mal-Draco;" her mother
corrected quickly "and Harry will be in with Ron. Then when Charlie and Bill get
here I guess they could decide who's got Fred and George and who's got Percy."
" That sounds good, mum though I think Bill and Charlie should both stay with
the twins as I have some much work..." Percy gestured towards his room, frowning
slightly.
" Percy, you will share your room with your Brother and you will be happy to do
so." Mrs. Weasley took a breath and glanced at Malfoy and Ginny, who at the moment
seemed preoccupied with each others eyes. She smiled and added, " Draco, maybe
you would like to take your bags up stairs?"
When he didn't answer Harry prompted, " Malfoy?"
Still there was no response, so Hermione picked up a chess piece from Ron and
Harry's long forgotten game and tossed it at Malfoy's head. He cried out and jumped,
turning. " Huh?"
There was collective giggling from around the room, even Percy gave a muted laugh.
" I asked if you would like to take your things upstairs." He nodded smiling
sheepishly and stood to retrieve his things. Ron stood as well, to show him the
way to the room the three boys would be sharing.
Harry wasn't sure what Ron had said to Malfoy, or what he'd said back to Ron,
but since the school ball, Ron seemed to have changed his opinion of his once hated
enemy.
" Ginny, could I talk to you in the kitchen. You too Hermione." Mrs. Weasley lead
the other girls into the kitchen. " What is it with girls moving in packs?" Percy
questioned Harry, as if he had some special insight.
" I have no idea, but I think they're talking about Ron and Malfoy. Maybe even
your father." They looked up as Ron and Malfoy made they're way back down the stairs.
" Yech, mum making mushy about father? Gross." Draco shook his head.
" I'd give anything to have my parents act the way yours do. I mean mine sleep
in different rooms."
Harry sighed, " Yeah, the Weasley's are kind of the poster parents. I think
they'd have even more kids if they could afford it..." As if realizing what he was
saying he blushed and looked at the floor.
Ron looked down too, just as a fit of laughter could be heard from the kitchen.
" Wish I knew what they were saying." Draco murmured, hoping to lighten the mood
a little.
" I know. Drives me nuts when girls do this. Leave us guys out."
" What do you think Fred and George are doing?" Harry said, following Draco's
lead. Ron looked up smiling and begun to answer, but as if on cue there was an explosion from
upstairs.
" Well I guess Fred and George will be Gred and Feorge, huh?" Ron got up and
followed his already yelling mother to their room. Draco stopped to wonder how he'd gotten
here.
~FLASHBACK~
Everyone in the Great Hall prepared to leave. As Draco headed for the door,
Ginny, Ron, Harry, and Hermione came up beside him.
"Hey." He smiled.
" Hey yourself."
Ginny replied back. Ron nodded defensively, still shaken by the fact of his
sister and his enemy. He had to admit Draco did seem to be different. But all the
same, he didn't like him. He trusted him, sort of, but that was totally different
from liking the devil. He took Hermione's hand and took her further up, to talk.
Harry shook his head.
" I swear, as much as they strive to be alone, one day they'll have more kids
than your mum and dad, Ginny."
He got a laugh out of that then went to go take his place with the love birds,
leaving Ginny and Draco to walk by themselves. For a moment there was silence, then-
" So, are you happy to be going home?" He asked, looking
down.
" Well, yeah, sort of. See, that's something I meant to ask you about.
Because, every year, Harry and Hermione stay for the last few weeks or so of
summer with us. I was just thinking that you might want to, well, join them.
I mean us, er me. For the summer."
She realized she was babbling and promptly shut her mouth. Draco's smile broadened
and he took Ginny's hand. " I think I would like that. I think I would like
that a lot."
~END FLASHBACK~
Draco sighed and glanced up at Ginny. She smiled at him and motioned for him to come
with everyone to watch Fred and George get yelled at and he linked arms with her
to walk upstairs.
" What in god's name were you two trying to do up here?!" The twins begun sheepishly
explaining the new concoction while their mother standing over them. After ten minutes
of yelling and with her face gone red from anger, she shook her head and pointed to
their room.
" Clean it up." They turned, happy to have gotten away without punishment. Then
their wands were ripped from their hands.
" With out magic."
" Awwww mum!" Two voices stated in unison.
minus Fred and George, (who were in their room doing God knows what) and guests
tried to arrange the sleeping situation.
" Well, Hermione will be in with Ginny obviously, and Mal-Draco;" her mother
corrected quickly "and Harry will be in with Ron. Then when Charlie and Bill get
here I guess they could decide who's got Fred and George and who's got Percy."
" That sounds good, mum though I think Bill and Charlie should both stay with
the twins as I have some much work..." Percy gestured towards his room, frowning
slightly.
" Percy, you will share your room with your Brother and you will be happy to do
so." Mrs. Weasley took a breath and glanced at Malfoy and Ginny, who at the moment
seemed preoccupied with each others eyes. She smiled and added, " Draco, maybe
you would like to take your bags up stairs?"
When he didn't answer Harry prompted, " Malfoy?"
Still there was no response, so Hermione picked up a chess piece from Ron and
Harry's long forgotten game and tossed it at Malfoy's head. He cried out and jumped,
turning. " Huh?"
There was collective giggling from around the room, even Percy gave a muted laugh.
" I asked if you would like to take your things upstairs." He nodded smiling
sheepishly and stood to retrieve his things. Ron stood as well, to show him the
way to the room the three boys would be sharing.
Harry wasn't sure what Ron had said to Malfoy, or what he'd said back to Ron,
but since the school ball, Ron seemed to have changed his opinion of his once hated
enemy.
" Ginny, could I talk to you in the kitchen. You too Hermione." Mrs. Weasley lead
the other girls into the kitchen. " What is it with girls moving in packs?" Percy
questioned Harry, as if he had some special insight.
" I have no idea, but I think they're talking about Ron and Malfoy. Maybe even
your father." They looked up as Ron and Malfoy made they're way back down the stairs.
" Yech, mum making mushy about father? Gross." Draco shook his head.
" I'd give anything to have my parents act the way yours do. I mean mine sleep
in different rooms."
Harry sighed, " Yeah, the Weasley's are kind of the poster parents. I think
they'd have even more kids if they could afford it..." As if realizing what he was
saying he blushed and looked at the floor.
Ron looked down too, just as a fit of laughter could be heard from the kitchen.
" Wish I knew what they were saying." Draco murmured, hoping to lighten the mood
a little.
" I know. Drives me nuts when girls do this. Leave us guys out."
" What do you think Fred and George are doing?" Harry said, following Draco's
lead. Ron looked up smiling and begun to answer, but as if on cue there was an explosion from
upstairs.
" Well I guess Fred and George will be Gred and Feorge, huh?" Ron got up and
followed his already yelling mother to their room. Draco stopped to wonder how he'd gotten
here.
~FLASHBACK~
Everyone in the Great Hall prepared to leave. As Draco headed for the door,
Ginny, Ron, Harry, and Hermione came up beside him.
"Hey." He smiled.
" Hey yourself."
Ginny replied back. Ron nodded defensively, still shaken by the fact of his
sister and his enemy. He had to admit Draco did seem to be different. But all the
same, he didn't like him. He trusted him, sort of, but that was totally different
from liking the devil. He took Hermione's hand and took her further up, to talk.
Harry shook his head.
" I swear, as much as they strive to be alone, one day they'll have more kids
than your mum and dad, Ginny."
He got a laugh out of that then went to go take his place with the love birds,
leaving Ginny and Draco to walk by themselves. For a moment there was silence, then-
" So, are you happy to be going home?" He asked, looking
down.
" Well, yeah, sort of. See, that's something I meant to ask you about.
Because, every year, Harry and Hermione stay for the last few weeks or so of
summer with us. I was just thinking that you might want to, well, join them.
I mean us, er me. For the summer."
She realized she was babbling and promptly shut her mouth. Draco's smile broadened
and he took Ginny's hand. " I think I would like that. I think I would like
that a lot."
~END FLASHBACK~
Draco sighed and glanced up at Ginny. She smiled at him and motioned for him to come
with everyone to watch Fred and George get yelled at and he linked arms with her
to walk upstairs.
" What in god's name were you two trying to do up here?!" The twins begun sheepishly
explaining the new concoction while their mother standing over them. After ten minutes
of yelling and with her face gone red from anger, she shook her head and pointed to
their room.
" Clean it up." They turned, happy to have gotten away without punishment. Then
their wands were ripped from their hands.
" With out magic."
" Awwww mum!" Two voices stated in unison.