That Damn Weasley Charm II G.W

Part 3, Chapter 16- Weasley Wizard Wheezes

What Draco says takes me by surprise but I try my hardest not to let him know that, "How is he?"

I can physically feel the tension melt away from Draco's body. "He was asleep so he didn't know that I was there but he seemed okay... I just thought. It could have been me who fell if I played today you know?"

I brush my fingers up and down Draco's arm like I did when we were kids and he was crying after around with his father. "If it was you, you could bet your entire trust fund that I would be at your side at all times," I whisper to him.

Draco sits up and looks at me, "I know. That's why I went to see Potter. He doesn't have a cousin that would do that for him so he's all alone. I wouldn't want to feel like that if I was in pain."

I move so I'm sitting up and I can see him head-on, "That's really big of you Draco. I'm proud."

Draco rolls his eyes, "You're making a big thing out of it. I knew you would."

I throw myself practically on top of him and squeeze him into a tight hug, "You're just a sweet little baaabyy boy!" I say in a high pitch voice, "Look at you all soft and showing emotions and things!"

Draco squirms out of my grasp laughing, "I hate you so much." He says smiling at me.

I ruffle up his hair, "Get to bed, it's late. I'll see you tomorrow." I push his head away from me playfully and he gets up from the couch.

"You should go to bed too. I know mother would have a fit if she knew you were up past midnight." He says before taking off his slippers and walking into the boys dorms.

I wait before I hear Draco's door close before getting up and heading off into my dorm. A faint smile on my face. Seeing Draco like this, hearing him talk about a selfless act he's done makes my heart swell with pride. I know that if anyone else heard him talk like that they wouldn't believe him for a second but I've grown up with him. I know how soft he really is inside. And it pains me to see his father, my Uncle, tear him down every chance he gets.

Monday morning Draco's got the tough guy façade in full works. He's finally taken the bandages off his arm so there's one thing. But he's currently sitting at the breakfast table with his friends pretending to fall over, making fun of a seething Potter that's sitting at the Gryffindor table.

"You're cousins annoying." Walter says stuffing his face full of cereal as I sit down beside him.

I look over at Draco and his friends who are now covering their heads with their robes and pretending to be Dementors. "He's not that bad." I say back, pouring myself a bowl of cereal.

"Have you guys finished the composition for History of Magic?" Emma says changing the subject. "I have to ask Binns if I can submit it next class."

"We have History again tomorrow. Is there really a point in asking for more time?" Wally says, pouring himself a second bowl of cereal.

"I can't. I cannot watch you eat. Turn around and face the wall." I say to Walter jokingly. He spoon full of cereal in his mouth and leans close to my ear before chewing really loudly.

"I'm only six inches short so I'll only need an extra day. Unless someone will let me copy their conclusion before we leave breakfast?" Emma says raising her eyebrows at me.

"No, absolutely not. I'm actually on Binns good side so there's no way in hell I'm going to let you cheat off me."

The ten minute bell rings through the castle. Walter picks up his bowl and drinks the rest of his cereal before we all head out of the great hall and up to the third floor for our History class. As we walk in, we place our finished compositions in a basket that sits on the table by the classroom door.