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Ginny perks upon hearing Molly’s exclamation. She shares a look with George, before sending a mischievous glance Draco’s way. Ron shifts his eyes anxiously between his siblings.

Ron: “He can’t be all bad.”

Across the yard, Arthur Weasley is attempting to have a conversation with the son of the man he bodily tackled in Flourish and Blotts. 

Arthur: That went well.

Draco: “Oh, uh, I--”

Ginny: “Aw, c’mon, sure you do!”

Draco attempts to escape. Ginny acts quickly, pulling him down into a nearby chair.

‘In more ways than one’, Draco thinks, smirking to himself. He is pulled back to the conversation and out of his less-than-innocent thoughts by the end of Ginny’s little rant.

Draco finally finds Harry, talking with Ron near the entrance of the Burrow. He heaves a sigh of relief and walks up to the pair.

Harry, turning back to Ron: “We’re gonna go now, Ron. Tell your Mum thanks from us?”

Harry: “C’mon, Draco, Apparation Point’s this way.”

Harry turns back to Ron as he leads Draco in front of him out of the Burrow’s yard.

Draco and Harry’s Flat

Harry: “Draco...”

Harry: “She’s just worried after me.”

Harry: “You hold your own. They respect that.”

December

Harry and Draco sit, snug and warm in the cold winter morning. happily unwrapping presents. The had opted for a quiet Christmas Day for their first as a couple, just the two of them.

Draco gathers himself, feigning disgust at the present.

Draco pulls the sweater over his head and looks down at himself wearing it. He looks over into Harry’s lap at the lump of knitting he also received from Mrs. Weasley, a warm feeling settling in his chest.

Draco: “...Yeah. Yeah.”