I Knew You Weren't

Chapter Ten

As Draco and Kylie entered the living room, the front door opened and in walked the last Weasley to arrive.

"Charlie!" Kylie exclaimed, running to him and throwing her arms around his neck.

Charlie wrapped his arms around Kylie's waist and picked her up, spinning himself in a circle. He placed her back on you floor and took her face in his hands to assess the damage. Her black eye was a faint greenish-yellow and the scar on her lip looked weeks old. "I could send a dragon after her. No one would have to know."

"Does everyone know about this now?" Kylie raised an eyebrow.

"Mum may have wrote me last night." Charlie said sheepishly.

"We'll talk later. And no dragons." Kylie winked and made her way back to Draco. She took the seat next to him and smiled.

The presents were handed out quickly, with even Draco and Kylie each getting handed one present each.

As soon as they were all handed out, everyone tore into their gifts. Draco opened his package slowly, not knowing what to expect inside. His face turned red, and Kylie beamed, when he pulled out an emerald green sweater with a silver D on the front.

"Um, thanks." Draco said quietly. He gave the sweater a once-over before folding it in his lap.

Kylie nudged him in the side with a wink as she opened her own purple sweater. "I've been needing a new one, Molly. My mum threw out the last one you gave me."

Molly just tutted. "I had to sets of knitting needles going as fast as they could all night long for the two of you. They barely finished on time."

"Well, we really appreciate them. Thank you."

The unwrapping of gifts was over as soon as it had began and, after a brief moment of comparing, everyone was abandoning their piles of presents to race outside.

Kylie and Draco followed slowly behind.

"You're just extra friendly with all the Weasley men, then?" Draco asked as they stepped outside.

"You mean Charlie?" Kylie chuckled. "It's not like that with him. I'm not exactly his type."

"How can you not be? You're fucking gorgeous."

"Well, thanks. But it's not... okay, you know how basically everyone is my type?"

Draco let out a small, breathy laugh. "Bit selfish of you, really."

"Yeah, well... Charlie has one type. And it's more...you...than me, if you catch my drift."

"Oka- OH." Draco cleared his throat. "Okay. Well, then."

Harry jogged up to the pair carrying his broom, slightly out of breath. "Fancy a game of quidditch, Malfoy? We have a couple extra brooms."

"You should go play." Kylie nudged Draco in the ribs.

Draco opened his mouth to speak when Charlie came up behind Kylie and threw his arm around her shoulders.

"Steal you away for around second, Meadows?" He asked, grinning.

She looked between Harry and Draco with a grin. "You won't be stealing anything. Draco is going to play quidditch."

"Right on. What position do you play?" Charlie asked.

"Uh, seeker. But it's been a while."

"Kick Harry's arse for me. Don't need him getting a big head about anything else." Charlie clapped Harry on the shoulder with his free hand.

Draco gave about small chuckle and began to follow Harry back to where the group about to play was. He looked back once and gave Kylie about small wave.

"What's that all about?" Charlie asked as he led Kylie over to a shade tree. He plopped down at the base and she followed suit.

"Oh, we'll get to that. My questions first. How much does everyone know now?"

"In mum's letter, she told me that Bill told everyone he knew as bit more than he let on. Something about you being drunk and spilling secrets."

"Nothing else about what happened while I was drunk?" Kylie tried sounding nonchalant.

"Oh, I knew it. I had my suspicions anyways."

Kylie scrunched her nose up in embarrassment. "Aw, fuck."

"And you didn't tell me because-?"

"What exactly did you want me to say? 'Oh, by the way, your brother caught me out back drunk and mutilating myself. So, he cleaned me up, drank with me, and we fucked behind a giant pumpkin'?" Kylie couldn't control her laughter. "I fucked your other brother in the woodshed. Did'ya want the details of that, too?"

"No, pretty much everyone knows about that. Why'd you think Ron is so bitter over you and Fred still?" Charlie chuckled and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He passed one to Kylie and stuck one in his mouth before lighting both. "What's precious Fleur think about that?"

"It was 4th year. They hadn't even met yet. So, she doesn't even know. And I only told Draco there was snogging. So don't you dare fucking say anything."

Charlie pretended to zip his lips closed. "My lips are sealed." He took a drag off of his cigarette and let the smoke out slowly. "So, now will you tell me what's up with you and Draco? Ballsy bringing him here."

"I dunno what it is. He just gets me. And I know that my interactions with him up to now were nonexistent, but from what I've observed of him before this year... I don't know, Charlie. He's not the same."

"None of us are."

Kylie nodded in agreement. "It's not much yet. And I don't want to jinx it. But I really like him. And who knows, it could all blow up in a week. And we could just go up in flames."

"If you like him, I can give him a chance." Charlie wrapped his free arm around Kylie and pulled her close. "Just let him know I still work with dragons. I'm itching to set one loose on your mother, but I'm willing to set one on him instead."

Kylie glanced over at the quidditch game and noticed everyone but Ron seeming to have a good time. "No dragons."

"You, miss, are no fun."

That night, after dinner, Kylie made her way to George's room and let herself in.

"Look who made new friends." She stated as she sat on the end of the bed and kicked her shoes off.

"Yeah, well." Draco said shortly, not looking up from the book he was reading.

"What's got you in a knot?" Kylie asked as she crawled up the bed and tried to cuddle up to Draco.

Draco threw his book on the floor and pulled away. "It's nothing." He pulled the blanket up around himself. "I'm tired and I'm going to sleep. You can stay or go. I don't really care."

Kylie furrowed her brow and shot Draco a disgusted look. "I thought you were having a good time today. All laughs and whatnot at dinner, even. There's only room for one bipolar in this relationship. I don't have enough meds to share."

"Relationship? Is that what you think this is?" Draco sneered.

"That's kind of what I was assuming, yeah."

"You and I? We'll never work. So, either stay and we can fuck around or you move the fuck on."

Kylie pulled the sleeves of her Weasley sweater around her hands and stood up. "Have you just been playing me this whole time? The 'nice Draco' thing was, what? A façade?" She asked as she wrapped her arms around herself.

"Go to bed, Ky." Draco grumbled as he rolled over with his back facing her.

Kylie just hung her head and turned to walk out. As she opened the door, she stepped on a piece of parchment. Closing the door behind her, she opened the paper and scanned through it, quickly realizing it was a letter from Narcissa.

Kylie quietly made her way to Charlie's room and walked in, climbing in bed next to him.

"Well, you haven't done this in a while. What's up?" Charlie asked groggily.

"I think it just blew up." Kylie replied, handing over the letter. "Kaboom."

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