As we apparated onto the front lawn of the Burrow, I almost fell into a puddle of mud.
George had to grab my cloak in order for me not to fall.
I looked around me, hoping no one saw this. I felt utterly embarrassed.
"Welcome to the Burrow Draco!" George said and smiled at me as him and Fred led the way to the front door.
We were greeted by a smiling Mrs Weasley who gave both Fred and George huge hugs.
Then she turned to me and smiled and held out her hand.
"Welcome Draco, I'm Molly, please come in and make yourself at home."
I smiled at her and nodded.
"Nice to meet you." I said as I stepped inside the house.
Over by the stove I saw Ginny and Hermione standing and helping out with the cooking.
Ginny looked up with a slight frown on her face as did Hermione.
I just nodded a greeting to them and followed the twins into the living room and sat myself down on the sofa next to them.
Harry was sitting in an armchair by the fire and he looked straight at me when I came in.
"Hello Draco." He said as he eyed me up and down.
"Potterâ.eh I mean Harry!" I said and tried to make my face as blank as possible.
Just then Ron came into the room and he went straight to the twins and greeted them, me, he just looked at and nodded slightly without a word.
I could tell by the way he looked at me that he really hated having me under the same roof as his family.
The tension in this house could be cut with a knife, and I knew it was all my doing.
As I looked around once again I noticed George getting up as Mr Weasley entered the house.
He walked over to him and called for his mother. Now they were standing in the corner, talking in hushed voices, and every now and then both parents looked my way. Mrs Weasley's face was full of concern.
I gathered from this that George had told them about me and what had happened.
After a few minutes, Mr Weasley called me over. I reluctantly made my way over to him.
"Let's go outside in the yard and talk Draco." He said and started making his way outside with fast steps.
I followed and once we were out in the garden he stopped and looked at me.
"George just informed me that Lucius is out of Azkaban and that he paid you a visit yesterday abusing you. Is this correct?"
I looked down at the ground and felt a little uneasy.
"Yes, that is what happened."
"Did he also say that the death eaters are still out there and tried to make you to join?"
At this I could not speak, I just nodded and had to swallow hard to stop myself from starting to cry.
"I see, this is not good news. You are not safe, and I do believe that George did the right thing letting you stay with them. That will be the last place your father will look for you at. I will inform some important people of this and we will make sure that you are protected."
I looked up at Mr Weasley as he spoke this and couldn't help but let out a sigh.
"Thank you sir!" I said and he smiled at me and put his hand on my shoulder.
"Want to go inside now, I am sure dinner will be ready soon."
I shook my head.
"No I rather stay out here for a few more minutesâ.to think." Mr Weasley nodded and walked into the house, leaving me alone in the garden.
The garden was not very well kept, but still it had a beauty to it in its own way. I enjoyed standing out here in the fresh air, looking around the garden.
Just as I was observing a butterfly flying around a flower, I heard footsteps behind me and turned around.
It was George, he had his hands in his pockets and stopped right in front of me, looking at me with eyes full of concern.
"Did you have a nice talk with my father?"
I smiled a little and nodded.
George shuffled his feet in the grass and ran his hand through his hair, looking at his feet and then back up at me again.
"You know, we will help you. Keep you safe. Things are going to get better again, I am sure of it. Are you feeling ok?"
I could have sworn I saw something flicker in his eyes when he said this.
"Thank you. I know. Yeah, I am alright, considering everything. I just feel a little out of place here. I am sure Ron, Harry and Hermione hates my guts. I am as you know not to fond of them either, but at least I have promised myself to try and give them a chance."
I sighed a little and looked George right in the eyes.
He smiled a little and put his hand on my shoulder.
"Don't worry, I'll have a chat with them and make sure they won't bother you too much."
As I was about to open my mouth to speak again, Molly called from the house that dinner was ready.
"Shall we go and grab some food then?" George said to me, still with his hand on my shoulder as we made out way into the house