That Damn Weasley Charm II G.W

Part 3, Chapter 3- Draco, Meet the Weasleys... Officially

"Harry!" Fred pushes Percy aside when George and I step into the bar of the Inn. Fred grabs onto his arm and shakes it aggressively. George walks over to them. I go towards the table that Tom the Innkeeper set up for us all, "Simply splendid to see you old boy-"

George pushes his brother out of the way and grabs onto Harry's arm, "Marvelous, absolutely spiffing." The look on Percy's face makes Ginny and I laugh.

"That's enough now," Molly says coming into the room, her hands full of shopping bags.

"Mum!" Fred shouts as if he's only just seen her, he grabs her hand and shakes it hard, "How really corking to see you-"

Molly puts the shopping down on the table, "I said that's enough!" She looks past her boys and at Harry. "Hello, Harry dear. I suppose you've heard our exciting news?" She pointed her finger at the silver badge pinned to Percy's chest. "Second head by in the family!"

"And last," Fred mutters, Walking away from his mother and sitting down at the table.

George comes back over to me and holds me against his chest in a protective hug. "I don't doubt that. I noticed they haven't made you two prefects."

"What do you want to be prefects for?" George says letting go of me and sitting at the table beside his brother. I sit beside him and he keeps talking. "It'd take all the fun out of life." Ginny and I laugh and Molly rolls her eyes.

"You want to set a better example for your sister!" Molly snaps. Ginny across the table at me and shakes her head.

"Ginny's got other brothers to set her an example mother." Percy says matter of factly.

Fred repeats what Percy says in a high pitch voice making George and I laugh. "We tried to shut him in a pyramid." George says to Harry as he and Ron sit down, "But mum spotted us."

Through the wonderful mess that is the Weasleys, I can see Draco trying to make his way to the bar to get his dinner. I excuse myself from the table and go over to him. "Hey. Come eat dinner with the Weasleys. Please?"

Draco turns around, he's clutching onto his plate with both hands like it's going to hop to the floor and walk away from him. "No absolutely not." Draco says very agressivley.

I grab his arm and pull him farther away from the Weasleys so we can talk quietly. "Draco seriously. Will you please just sit with them for one meal? Crabbe and Goyle are gone. No one from Slytherin is around to judge you."

Draco looks down at his plate and his mouth twitches a little. "What if they don't want me? That seems to be the theme as of late." He says quietly.

My heart breaks, "I want you. I want you to come sit beside me at dinner, along with all of the Weasleys and Hermione Granger, and Harry Potter and I want you to have dinner. I want you to talk, and laugh, and joke around with us. I want you to hang out with us after by the fire place so we can continue our conversations. I want you to go upstairs happy and full and wake up tomorrow ready for the rest of the year. Okay?"

Draco looks at me, his eyes full of tears. He wipes his face on his shirt sleeve and nods at me, "Yeah. That's okay." I put my hand on his shoulder and walk him to the table that is set up. I sit back down beside George and Draco sits gingerly in the seat beside me.

The Weasley kids stop talking, all of them looking at a very scared and obviously nervous Draco. "So. What did I miss?" I say to George.

They all shake off the initial shock of seeing Draco at their table and start talking about nonsense again.

"Percy-kins are we ever going to meet your girlfriend? Because I'm starting to think that she just doesn't exist." Fred says, he dodges the Innkeepers hand as Tom sets the table for us.

Percy looks at him with daggers in his eyes, "You won't be meeting her. I would like to keep her respect thank you very much."

"You think that Violet's ruined the family when it comes to girlfriends because she's so perfect?" George says putting his arm around me and kissing my temple. Draco sits quietly watching with wide eyes. Harry, Ron, and Hermione sit down on the opposite end of the table, as far away from Draco as they can get by the looks of things.

"Violet just has lower... Violet's great but..." Percy stutters. George takes his arm away from me, interested to see where this goes.

I lean my elbows onto the table, "Cat got your tongue there Perce?" I say completely jokingly.

Percy fiddles with the collar of his shirt, "Well... I umh... Penelope just has... a higher standard when it comes to people she wants to associate with."

Draco puts his fork down with a loud bang. I put my hand on his and squeeze it gently. "I dunno about that one Percy. She's associating with you." All of the Weasley kids, Harry and Hermione included snort. All except Percy. Even Draco laughs a bit which makes my heart swell.

When everyone is finally sitting the food is brought out. We all eat through five courses rather quickly. Everyone having their own conversations, even Draco breaks into conversation with Percy about what exactly being a Prefect entails.

When dessert is served we all take as much chocolate pudding as we can eat, "mmm Dad? How are we getting to Kings Cross tomorrow." Fred asks Arthur as he shovels pudding into his mouth.

"The ministry is providing a couple cars."

"The ministry is sending a car for Violet and I too!" Draco says excitedly. Everyone looks at him and then at Arthur.

"Why?" Percy asks out of pure curiosity.

Before Arthur could say anything, George opens his big mouth, "It's because of you Perce." He says very seriously, "And there'll be little flags on the bonnets, with big H.B on them –"

" - For Humungous Bighead." Fred finishes. Everyone but Percy and Molly snort into their pudding. George's pudding goes everywhere. There's a pause before everyone bursts into laughter, Draco included.

Percy completely ignores Draco, Fred, George, and I as we try to clean up the pudding and laugh the entire time we do. "Why is the ministry providing cars father?" Percy says, trying to get an answer out of his father again.

"Well we haven't got one anymore... and because I work there they're doing me a favour." Arthur says it casually but his ears pink up just like the other Weasleys when they are under pressure.

When Fred, George, and I are all finished with dessert we leave the table and head up to my room, dragging Draco behind us. "Are all of your dinners like that?" Draco asks when I finally close the door to my room.

"Like what?" Fred says confused.

Draco shoves his hands in his front pockets and rocks back and forth, "Dunno. That happy? It was so loud and unorganized and messy and..."

Fred and George look at each other, "uh yeah I guess. It's just a family dinner, we just act like a family... Why do you ask?" George presses.

Draco gets more and more uncomfortable so I step in to relieve some of that pressure. "Our dinners aren't like yours is all. It's always very quiet with at least one person getting yelled at. Then we get sent upstairs to our room with no dessert except on Sundays while our house elf cleans up after us." The twins look at me in shock. "At around nine at night we go downstairs for a cup of tea, where another person gets yelled at. Then we stay upstairs in our rooms till we go to sleep so that Aunt Narcissa and Uncle Lucius can talk about things. That's usually when Draco and I play muggle card games so we don't make much noise."

I sit on the floor in the middle of the room, Draco comes to sit beside me. "That's... harsh. Like really fookin harsh." Fred says.

Draco shrugs his shoulders, "It's the Malfoy way. No such thing as real fun with our parents. Just a lot of rules and responsibilities and making sure not to tarnish the family name."