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Chapter 8

I was seated next to Harry and had Mrs Weasley at the other side of me and George right in front of me.

On Harry's other side sat Ginny and I could see them sharing loving glances at each other.

Ron sat next to Hermione and they too looked very cosy together.

The food looked good as Mr Weasley began cutting up the chicken and handing pieces out to everyone.

After everyone had their plates full of food, we began eating. A chatter began around the table in a matter of a minute. Everyone seemed to be happy and enjoying this time together. Every now and then I would get a cold look from Ron or Hermione, but I tried my best to ignore that as I was eating.

I could feel George's eyes on me as I was drinking my pumpkin juice so I looked up and met his eyes from across the table. He smiled at me.

"Do you like the food Draco?" he asked.

I smiled a little back and nodded.

"Yes, it is very good, thank you Mrs Weasley!" I said and nodded a little at her.

She beamed at me and padded my shoulder.

So this is what it must be like to have a warm and caring family, even Potter with no family get to share in on this one. I might very well have misjudged the Weasleys all these years.

At these thoughts, other thoughts about my father drifted into my head.

It was his fault that I had acted like such a huge prat before. I had been brought up to be cold and proud of the family name.

This was such a different world to what I was used to, and I liked this world so much better.

After dinner everyone gathered in the living room and George said he wanted to let everyone know about me. I felt a little uneasy at this and sat myself down in a corner with my hands twisting at my robes.

"I have already told mum and dad, and Ron knows too, but I thought that all of you should know why Draco is here and what has happened." He started saying and everyone's eyes were on him, his mother and father smiled at him and looked at me with concern in their eyes.

"Draco met his father the other day and he tried to make Draco join the death eaters and Draco refused to do that so Lucius beat him up and left him. Draco found his way to our store, badly hurt and we helped him and took him into our home. As you can understand he is not safe to be alone since his father and the death eaters will want to make him pay for not joining them. Father has agreed to help get the order involved to protect him. Please, remember that he is not the same person you knew in school. So treat him the way you would any of the people you consider to be your friends"

At this there was a silence in the room and everyone looked at Draco. Ron's eyes showed a mix of both content and worry, as did Harry's. Ginny and Hermione however showed nothing but pity and concern.

Within minutes I had had hugs and pats on the back from everyone present. Harry asked me the same question Ron did yesterday and I simply said that George spoke the truth and that I didn't want to let old grudges hold anymore. He smiled at me and hugged me too and welcomed me to the "right" side.

It felt weird but good to have gained their trust.

That small part inside of me that still heard all of my fathers opinions tried to surface, but the other part of me pushed it back. How could I have ever not liked these people. How could I have survived all those years with no love and only living on hate and coldness. It was beyond me.

I was glad I had finally woken up and realised what I needed in life and found my own path, away from my father and the dark ways.

After about half an hour later, Fred got up and cleared his throat.

He now had the attention of all the room.

"I have something to say too. Yesterday I proposed to Angelina and she said yes, so I will be a married man soon.!"

The girls gave of shrieks at this and ran up and hugged him. Mr and Mrs Weasley beamed at him and congratulated him.

They also made him promise to bring Angelina to dinner soon so that they could plan for the wedding.

All these emotions were starting to get to me so I walked outside to the garden once again to get some air and some space.

I saw that George followed me and I couldn't help but smile a little to myself.