Author's Note: I'll get you those Slytherins next chapter. For now, a short chapter. It's important for the next chapter to happen. Keep reading!
As Draco stepped over the threshold of Grimmauld Place, he hesitated to go in. He almost stepped back out. But then, which hare-brained idiot would not do what Hermione said?
Sighing to himself, Draco walked in to an empty hallway where he saw a painting of .
"Hello, Aunt Black"
"Young Malfoy, I heard of your wife, she—"
"Would you tell me if Potter is at home?"
"Oh No, Harry Potter is not at home."
"Would you call his wife for me, please?"
"Of course, Young Malfoy, of course"
With that, he walked into the living room and waited as patiently as a Malfoy could instead of plopping himself on the sofa knowing he would get a right old lecture from 'Mione if he did so.
When Ginny Potter walked in to the shouting of the portrait that she had a visitor, she certainly hadn't expected Draco Malfoy to be waiting tapping his foot and looking around.
And with a swift reaction if it may be said so, Ginny fired of a string of curses and hexes which Draco deflected with a lazy wave of his wand.
Handing his wand to Ginny, he said with a smirk,
"Weaslette, you can take my wand since you don't trust me. I came here to talk but you are welcome if you find me a worthy distraction. I have enough followers as it is anyway."
When Ginny looked incapable of any further speech, Draco invited himself in, sat down on the sofa and waited until Ginny took his wand and sat herself down.
"Hmmm… Looks like the Weaslette is in very high spirits today." Draco sneered in a sarcastic tone.
This typical Malfoy behaviour got Ginny out of her shock.
"What are you doing here, Malfoy? You have been missing for the past 18 years and the first place you come to is the Potter household. Why, no Slytherin friends left to take you back? Harry's not here, if you're looking for him…"
Staring with the blank façade of his at Ginny's rant, he stood up suddenly, thrust an invitation into Ginny's hands and said with a cold expression on his face,
"You and your kids are invited for dinner today. I know Potter's not going to be back home today. I can make an Unbreakable vow that no one will harm you if you want me to. I must get going though; my wife and kids will be waiting. You might want to find out about 'Mione tonight. And don't tell anyone. Especially that over-reacting Weasel brother of yours."
"He called her 'Mione?" was all Ginny could think as Draco stepped out and vanished with an exaggerated Mocking bow.
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