A Weasley and Malfoy Christmas
"So what do think it is? The big announcement." Ashley inquired for the umteenth time as she continued to stir the ginger bread batter.
Everyone had reluctantly agreed to help with the Christmas preparations. The twins and Percy, to his dismay, bring up the boxes of decorations, the eldest of the three stopping every now and then to get a look at the young female raven haired whose short skirt would rise and fall with every movement she made. That is, he stopped to look until his mother wacked him with her wooden spoon. Harry and Ron had cleaning duties, the girls, helping with the cooking, and Charlie was getting the tree with Mr. Weasley.
"Gin do you have a minute?" the green eyed wizard asked, she shook her head and went the opposite direction.
"Doesn't have a bleedin' clue that one." Ashley mumbled to her self, her friend ignored her.
Ginny knew what Harry wanted to talk about, thanks to her fathers comments those pass days.
Yes Mr. Weasley wasn't a subtle man, why with comments like 'I hear wedding bells in my daughter's near future.' Or 'Harry you're already family and soon it will official.' But everyone's but Ron and Hermione's favorite was:
"You know Ron, you mustn't keep women waiting for those four words, why this dear girl might end up running off with some bloke like that Krum fella if your don't hurry up." Poor boy turned scarlet and did not stop hyperventilating till much later.
"You think he's done it? Gotten Fleur stuffed? What could be bigger then that?" (Whack) Mrs. Weasley knocked the stuffing out of George with one swing of what had now become to be known as the SPOON OF DEATH. He had been its sixth victim, not counting the swat Mr. Weasley had gotten after laughing at Charlie's 'he's getting a sex change' comment.
"George Weasley I will not have such talk in my house, especially about your elder brother." Everyone stood in silence, well mainly because they feared the wrath of the spoon. Yet it wasn't the only reason. Harry Potter called the entire room, including all who had entered it."
"Everyone, I've asked all of you here to bare witness . Ginerva Louise Weasley (a/n:easy transition, give me time to re post) will you take my mother's ring as a symbol of our union. From this day on we will be promised to each other, in mind, body and spirit and on the day of my graduation we shall be betrothed. Then married in a year's time. Will you be mine, Ginny?" She felt sick, a smile graced her father's face and tears welled up in her mother's eyes. A promise ring was more then some innocent puppy love agreement, it was more like a wizard's deal. Binding legally a pair. No magic, nothing can possibly dissolve it.
"Harry..............I ..................I............don't know what to say." the boy took her hand and placed the ring on her finger.
"Then just say yes."She looked around the room, everyone was in agreement, all of them, but Ashley, she was more like landing a plane on a run away, waving her arms around in protest and mouthing no.
"Yes." was all she could say and soon was engulfed in a hug by the man she had just sealed her fate to.
Miles away knowing nothing about the promises interchanged between said witch and wizard, Draco Malfoy felt a sharp sting in his heart. Fear flashed in his eyes and he called for his faithful house elf Barley, whom rushed into the room and assisted his master into a seat. He continued to rub over the spot in his chest that had received the stung. He was too young to have heart problems, so what in bloody hell could have hurt him so?
The house was almost done, every nook and cranny had be crammed with as much Christmas cheer that could be possibly be mustered in a home as cold and dark as that one. It was over the drapes, the windows, fireplace, staircase. Everything smelled and said Christmas. Why a bit more and you'd think that it was the North Bloody Pole and you were at Santa Clauses home.
Lissett had refused to come down and remained locked away in her room. She would know all too well the pain her dear cousin had felt , why once she had felt that same sting as well. It was just after Ethan had kissed another girl. It was a Malfoy's way of knowing betrayal, how love for them literally hurt, and the pain would only make them stronger. Well that was what Lucius had once said to her, but she knew he had never experienced it him self. Not because Narcissa didn't betray him, it was because he never loved.
She had loved a muggle, and that love brought him to an early grave. Now she was to have a baby, a baby that would disgrace the name that had filled her with such pride and courage, a name that gave every luxury she could ever imagine. It was then that she decided, the only thing that would rid her of the guilt, shame, and love she felt was to rid her self of the child. But how? No worries, she would figure out away. And with that she headed out her bed room door to put her plan in action, that was until she saw the sight before her. It was beginning to look like Christmas threw up all over Malfoy Manor. Uncle Lucius will have Eddy's head! An all too familiar devilish smile crept across her pale face. She was back to her evil ways.
Dinner came and went for the Weasley and still no sign of Bill. The twins were beginning to run a pool, who ever bet on the time he'd arrived won. The odds were good, 5 to 3 that he wouldn't show. It was a close one, until the clock arms began to move, Bill's hand had moved from hiding to traveling and was slowly moving towards home.
"Now Molly, don't be angry with the boy, he's traveling now at least." The menacing glare of Mrs. Weasley had gone from the clock to her cowering husband. Before she could say one word her eldest son burst through the kitchen door, much to the relief of his father.
The woman looked to the clock and then back to her son upset and confused.
"Oh mum, I learned to fool that clock ages ago."That wasn't exactly what she wanted to hear at the moment. Where was her wooden spoon when she needed it? Oh currently in the mash tatters.
"Is that so, William Weasley (That wasn't a very good sign.) You have some serious explaining to do! How can you be an hour late for dinner? And what is the big announcement you have?"He held his hands up in defense and that was when Mrs. Weasley saw it. When his mother's eyes went wide he quickly hid his hand and backed away slowly.
" What is a gold band doing on your finger WILLIAM? WHAT IS A GOLD WEDDING BAND DOING ON YOUR FINGER WILLIAM!?!" Everyone took this as their cue to make them selves scarce and under second flat they had taken their eavesdropping positions at a safe distance. Bill looked around hoping to find someone to help him. But to his dismay everyone had whooshed in opposite directions.
"Mum I can explain." She quirked an eyebrow, sat in a near by chair and tapped her foot.
"I'm listening, speak!" He quickly held the kitchen door open and in stepped Fleur Delacour.
"Mum, This is Fleur, my wife." (A hush went over the crowd)
"What did he just say? He say 'bore my life'?" Ashley whispered to Percy, extendable ears in place, even stuffy old Perce was using the twins creation. The quartet on the landing at the top of the stairs, the twins in the living room, Ashley and Percy at the back door and Charlie...........Charlie...........Hey where's Charlie?
"Hey where's Charlie boy?" The third eldest Weasley son rolled his eyes and the vampire smacked his arm playfully.
"Oww. He said 'Fleur, my wife' now stopping hissing in my ear and may be you'll hear better.....(she raised an eyebrow)(gulp) Ashley.....love(he squeaked)." It was her turn to roll her eyes, still, there was no sign of Charlie. Though little did she know, he was currently under the table giggling like a school girl.
"YOU'RE MARRIED! When? How? Why didn't you want us there? You're ashamed of us aren't you? Your humble family, my heart my heart is breaking. (sob) And look what you've done to your father, Arthur say some thing( he open his mouth to say something but his wife interrupted him) It's alright Arthur, you don't try to speak, You see, He's speechless, you have sent your father into shock." Mrs. Weasley managed to say in one breathe,and now, possibly due to lack of oxygen, she was on her knees sobbing, her husbands arms around her . He looked up at his son with out knowing what to say .
Bill knelt by his mother whom enveloped him in a smothering bear hug. Fleur too knelt and her mother- in-law looked into her eyes and understood. Soon she too was pulled into the hug that was turning her new husband blue. The Weasley clan has grown a bit more now.
Hours later and miles away:
"5:30 in the morning, who can it be at this ghastly hour?" The platinum blonde grumbled as he descended the grand staircase. Barley turned and looked fearfully at his master.
"Young master, its Master Malfoy, sir, to see you and the young mistress." Draco yawned and shook his head.
" Thats impossible my father won't be back for 10 more days." But a voice came from the front door, and the elf quivered and hid behind the young male blonde.
"Your father isn't the only Master Malfoy in the world boy. I am also a master, Master Logan Malfoy to be precise."
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