Draco found himself crowded into the Weasley’s living room as they all sat down to open gifts. He didn’t particularly mind the crowded conditions, since it forced Ginny to sit on his lap. He whispered in her ear, “You know, I think we should sit like this all of the time. We could start taking our meals like this in the Great Hall when we get back to school.”
Ginny giggled and whispered back in a mock serious tone, “Dumbledore is always trying to promote inter-house unity.”
Draco looked up as Hermione made an odd screeching sound and launched herself at Ron. Ron just smiled and kissed her. When the kissing stopped he asked, “Is that a yes?”
Hermione smiled as she wiped a stray tear from her face. “Yes, it is a yes. I can’t believe you surprised me like this.”
Ron chuckled and then looked up as his mum cleared her throat. “You may be interested to know that Hermione has just agreed to be my wife.”
Molly Weasley moved forward and hugged her youngest son and her future daughter in law. “This is such a surprise. You didn’t tell any of us.”
Ron beamed. “I wanted it to be a surprise. News has a way of spreading through Weasleys like wildfire. I even had Ginny buy a different gift on the shopping trip so she wouldn’t suspect anything.”
Draco and Ginny looked at each other and then at Ron. “What about the other gift?”
Ron pulled another box out of his pocket and handed it to Hermione. “I’m afraid this will be a little anticlimactic.”
Hermione smiled as she opened the flat box, and then held up the ID bracelet. “It’s just like the one your mum wears.” Leaning forward, she kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you. That was very sweet of you. Of course, I like the other gift a tiny bit more, but I think that is only natural given the circumstances.” Hermione held out her left hand, and everyone made appraising noises.
Ron kissed Hermione and sighed. Then he looked around the room. “Don’t you all have some presents to open up?”
Everyone laughed and went back to opening their gifts. Ginny had her bracelet back already, so she was surprised when Draco pulled another box out of his pocket. “I would point out that you have already given me a gift, but I like getting presents, so I’ll just ignore that fact.”
Draco watched as Ginny opened the jewelers box and saw the emerald earrings that he had purchased to match her bracelet. “Oh, they’re gorgeous. Thank you.”
Ginny reached down to the side of the chair and grabbed her gift for Draco. She was nervous because she didn’t know what he expected from her. “I hope you like this. You are a tad bit difficult to buy for since you seem to own everything already.”
Draco chuckled. “I’m sure I’ll like whatever it is just because you bought it for me.” He unwrapped the package, and was surprised to find an art kit inside. He opened it up and ran his fingers over the charcoal pencils and the paintbrushes. When he looked up at Ginny he smiled. “I haven’t drawn or painted in years. How did you come up with this?”
Ginny smiled. “Well, when we were in that first bubble bath, you told me about how you used to draw and paint. I thought maybe you’d like to try again.”
Draco hugged her and kissed her on the forehead. “Thank you for listening to me.”
Ginny smiled when her mum started passing out boxes that everyone knew contained the sweaters that she always knitted for them. She was surprised when her mum passed Draco a box too. Draco watched as Ginny opened her box and tried not to chuckle at the maroon sweater. Ginny thanked her mum and then elbowed Draco.
As Draco opened his box, he hoped that Mrs. Weasley had chosen a different color for his garment. What he found inside was a green sweater. He smiled approvingly. “Thank you, Mrs. Weasley. I’m sure this will help keep me warm on those ridiculous walks in the snow that your daughter seems to like so much.”
Ginny chuckled and Molly Weasley beamed. Truth be known, she was nervous about giving a homemade gift to a young man who was used to getting the best of everything. The thought made her puff up with pride, because what he really wanted was her daughter.
After all of the presents were opened, people drifted off to quiet corners to eat one more piece of pie, or to steal a kiss. Ron and Hermione disappeared. Ginny noticed that they were gone, and she sincerely hoped that they were not defiling her tree house again.
Standing up, Ginny grabbed Draco’s hand. He set his gifts on the chair they had just vacated, and let her pull him along. When they reached the coat rack he chuckled. “I suppose you think this would be a lovely time to go for a walk in the snow?”
Ginny nodded. “Put your cloak on, but don’t try to pull your gloves out of your pockets until we are outside.”
Draco looked at her oddly, but he followed her instructions. When they both had their cloaks on, Ginny pulled him out the front door, and down a path that led back to the garden. When they reached the relative privacy afforded from standing behind the broom shed, Ginny smiled at him. “There is one more present in your right pocket.”
Draco reached into his right pocket and felt his glove before his fingers closed on something made of silky material. He pulled the silky item out, and smiled when he saw a pair of green silk knickers.
“Those are the ones that match the bra I wore the other day.” Ginny moved forward and placed her hands on Draco’s chest. “It might interest you to know that I was wearing those earlier this evening. But I decided to slip them off and hide them in your pocket right before we opened the presents.”
Draco smirked as he looked at the mischievous sparkle in Ginny’s eyes. “I suppose you expect me to do indecent things to you, out here, in the garden, while your entire family is only fifty meters away.”
Ginny nodded. “That is the general idea.”
Draco chuckled as he leaned down and kissed her on the neck.
When Draco and Ginny walked back into the house holding hands, Fred looked up and said, “It must be getting colder out there, Gin. Your cheeks are red.”
Ginny nodded. “I guess it is.”
As Draco helped her remove her cloak he whispered. “Can I tell him real reason your face is flushed?”
Ginny smacked him playfully on the arm. “That would be a very bad idea.”
Draco chuckled and kissed her on the nose. Ginny led him into the kitchen where they had hot chocolate and Christmas cookies.
“What do you want to do for New Year’s Eve?” Draco asked.
Ginny shrugged. “Normally, my family just has people over, and the twins scare the life out of everyone with their fireworks display.”
Draco looked around at the hustle and bustle of the Weasley household. Never in his life would he have guessed that it would hold such appeal for him. It was true that the furniture was a bit worn, and the rugs were a little worse for wear, but it felt like a home. “Why don’t you and I go out to dinner first, and then come back here for the twin’s fire work display?”
Ginny smiled. She really loved New Year’s Eve with her family, and she was afraid that Draco wouldn’t want to be around her family again so soon. “That sounds good.”
Draco scoped out the living room. “I think if we hurry, we can lay claim to that ridiculous looking recliner in the corner.”
Ginny stood up, and let Draco pull her into the living room. He sat down and pulled her onto his lap. As the chair reclined, she laid her head on his chest.
George looked up from the couch where he was sitting. “You can have the couch if you want. I know that Ginny weighs a ton.”
“George Weasley I do not weigh a ton.” Ginny shot back with a smile on her face.
George smiled. “My mistake, after all of those cookies I saw you sucking down earlier, you must be up to two tons at least.”
Draco smiled in amusement as his Ginny continued to banter with George. He was beginning to realize how much he had missed out on by not having any siblings.
Ginny didn’t know when she had drifted off. After George stopped teasing her about her weight, she had snuggled into Draco’s chest and closed her eyes. She could Draco was still asleep by the even sound of his breathing, and she noticed that someone had thrown a blanket over them while they slept. She smiled and let herself drift off again, as she wondered in amusement if Ron could have been the one to cover them up.
“This is not what I want to see first thing in the morning,” Ron muttered in disgust when he came downstairs for breakfast the next morning.
Hermione looked at Draco and Ginny sleeping together in the chair and smiled. “I think they look good together. I bet their kids will have strawberry blond hair.”
Ron slapped his hand to his forehead and walked into the kitchen while he tried to practice denial. “They will not be having children. Ginny is just going through a phase. He will graduate and go off to work on a different continent. They will decide to become just friends. She will marry someone else and have children with red hair.”
Molly Weasley looked at her son in amusement. “I don’t think you know what you are talking about.”
“It’s better for my mental health if you just pretend with me, mum.” Ron informed his chuckling mother as he kissed her on the cheek.
Molly Weasley dished out some pancakes for Ron and Hermione before she sat down to join them. “What kind of wedding are we going to plan?”
Hermione smiled. “What do you want to do, Ron?”
Ron smiled. “Please, I’m too smart to fall into that trap. You just tell me when to show up, and what to wear.”
Hermione kissed him on the cheek. “You are a very smart man. Now, I was thinking we should go and tell my mum and dad today. Then we could make plans for all of the women to get together and hash out the plans for the wedding. Although I’m, afraid my mum is going to be upset when she discovers it is going to be a Wizarding ceremony.”
Molly cleared her throat and spoke with a twinkle in her eye. “I’m sure we’ll be able to work through any problems because I’m sure I’m much more stubborn than your mother.”
Ron laughed at the expression on Hermione’s face. “Maybe you should just ask them when to show up and what to wear and leave the rest to them.”
Hermione sighed. “You may be right.”
“Ginny, wake up.” Draco gently shook the sleeping girl who was lying on top of him. She mumbled under her breath, and slept on. “Ginny, wake up. Professor Snape is here, and he wants to know where your Potion’s homework is.”
Ginny sat up with a start. “Homework, what homework?” She looked down at Draco who was laughing at her. “That was not funny.”
Draco smiled. “I’m sorry, but you were not waking up.”
Ginny stood up and yawned. Draco pulled his wand out of his pocket and did a refreshing spell on both of them. Ginny smiled as she realized her mouth tasted pleasantly of mint. When she inhaled, she smelled pancakes. “My mum made pancakes. Can you stay for breakfast, or do you have to go back to the Manor?”
Draco sighed. “I should go back to the Manor, but those pancakes smell delicious.”
Ginny smiled when her mum poked her head into the living room. “Come and eat before you leave, Draco. I do not send people away from my house unfed.”
Draco smiled. “Thank you, I was just saying that the pancakes smelled wonderful.”
Ginny grabbed Draco’s hand and they walked into the kitchen together. Ron was eating pancakes, while Hermione flipped through a bridal magazine. Ginny looked at the magazine. “Where did that come from?”
Hermione smiled. “I Apparated to a newsstand. I wanted to show your mum the dress I had in mind.”
Draco watched as Ginny made appreciative noises whenever Hermione pointed anything out. He looked at Ron. “Do you get a say in any of this?”
Ron smiled and shook his head no. “I saw what happened to Bill when he expressed his opinion. It was not pretty. As long as Hermione doesn’t ask me to wear the dress, I think it will all be okay.”
Draco chuckled as he poured syrup on his pancakes. “You’re much smarter than I thought.”
Ron flipped Draco the bird while he took a bite of pancake, and Draco chuckled as Mrs. Weasley scolded him for using rude gestures at the breakfast table.
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