DISCLAIMER: nothing is mine, this is just written for fun.
AN: Another installment in my Drabble series, this time the prompt was "it seemed like such a good idea at the time. Let me know what you think!
"You know mate, you are out of your ever loving mind." Blaise Zabini remarked to his best friend Draco Malfoy.
"Yes, Blaise, I know. You have told me so at least twice a day for weeks now." Draco wearily replied.
It had been six weeks since Draco had decided on the ultimate Christmas present for his wife, Ginny. Since his epiphany he had worked tirelessly, enlisting Blaise to make everything perfect. Considering what he was undertaking, it was quite an accomplishment. Just what was this perfect Christmas present? Draco reenacted the Twelve Days of Christmas by inviting a different one of Ginny's brothers with their families to their home everyday. Furthermore, he arranged for them to stay until Christmas. This may seem like nothing to most people, but to his Ginny it meant the world. She and Draco now lived in Italy, and being so far away was painful at times for Ginny. The Malfoy Villa was one of the few places that they could live peacefully since the end of the war. The past year was especially difficult for Ginny. Her parents had passed away within months of each other. So to brighten all of his in-laws' spirits, he was attempting this momentous challenge.
Great thought was put into this affair; Draco was still not a favorite amongst some of the Weasley brothers. Since he did not attend Hogwarts with any of the older boys, he felt it safest to invite them first. So, on the first day of Christmas, Draco gave to Ginny, her brother Bill and his lovely family. Then, they were off. Everyday a new family arrived. Midway through, Draco was sure that his father was rolling in his grave. After both of the twins had arrived, he began to think that this might not have been the best of ideas. After Ron had, Draco knew he had made a mistake. Despite the older brothers having accepted Draco, it seemed that when all the Weasley brothers were together they united under the common motto of "make the brother-in-law suffer".
So, there sat Draco, in a Malfoy Villa surrounded by Weasleys. What was the thanks for all of his trouble? Simple really, that would be:
12 black and blue marks,
11 "bumps" to the groin,
10 stubbed toes,
9 screaming kids,
8 arm punches,
7 full body tackles,
6 bickering brothers,
5 death threats,
4 Canary Creams,
3 dirty looks,
2 arguments,
And a strong urge for some Firewhiskey.
So, after all this, Malfoy decide to follow that strong urge, and partake in a drink. The parlor they were in was literally destroyed. Everyone had just finished opening their presents, and you could not see the floor. Draco and his best friend stood over in the corner commiserating. The past twelve days had been very trying.
"Well, dare I ask it?" Zabini inquired with a told-you-so stare.
"What?" The blond wizard asked annoyed.
"All your trouble, was it worth it?" The dark haired wizard asked.
"Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time…" Draco had begun, but became lost in thought at the site of his wife. T
ruth be told, he could not remember many times that Ginny looked as happy and beautiful. She was sitting in the midst of her entire family, beaming like it was, well Christmas morning. He began to think back about the past twelve days, and what they brought to her. So far there had been:
12 thankful kisses,
11 loud giggles,
10 touching moments,
9 delighted squeals,
8 happy tears,
7 family dinners,
6 welcomed brothers,
5 sweet nothings,
4 calls from friends,
3 happy sighs,
2 family pics,
And a big smile on his Ginny.
"Mate, you alright, there," Zabini asked while shaking a hands in front of Draco's face. "You were starting to say something and then," it was Blaise's turn to stop mid-sentence.
"Everyone, may I have you attention, please?" Ginny Malfoy's voice was heard over all of the room's chatter. "I would like to take this moment to tell you all how happy I am to have my family here in our home. Now, since it was my wonderful husband's idea to give me, and really us all the wonderful gift of being together, I think that it is time he received his big gift." Ginny said as she made way to a pile of discarded wrapping paper. Picking up a bow, she placed it on her abdomen, turned toward Draco, and said, "Happy Christmas, Daddy".
For a moment the room was silent, then as the meaning sunk in, Draco, let out an un-Malfoy whoop, and the room became as loud as ever. As Draco made his way to his wife, he yelled over at Zabini, "It was a great idea, Zabini, definitely."