Draco's Nightmare Before Christmas TruthbeTold
After being secretly married for seven months Ginny and Draco have a slight problem, how to break it to Ginny's family? (And live) It looks like Draco's meeting the parents. (Brothers included) holiday style. Humor ensues…I hope.
This is dedicated to my friends who made my sweet sixteen the greatest day ever. I love you all you're the greatest.
The war is over. Ginny and Draco dated for 6 years and seven months before they were married. They started seen each other in her sixth year. I've got all this written down some where.
Letter From Home
The alarm clock was going off again. There came a groan from amid a large pile of blankets on the bed and the alarm clock promptly exploded into tiny bits. After a couple minutes, in which the large lump under the many comforters tossed and turned, a tall blonde young man struggled out from underneath the bedclothes and rolled over to find the other half of the bed unusually unoccupied. He sat up abruptly and looked around the rather large room. He arched an eyebrow with aristocratic expertise when he found the person he sought. He rolled out of bed trying to look both graceful and manly at the same time, which to be truthful wasn't hard for him. He stretched languidly in absolute silence and walked across the room to where he was standing almost behind her.
He wasn't sure if he'd ever get used to the great feeling waking up and knowing he had a wife. She looked beautiful this morning, as she did every morning. Her long red wine hair was pulled into a high messy ponytail and she was dressed in one of his button down dress shirts with the sleeves rolled up over her elbows. The shirt enveloped her petite form and went down nearly to her knees. The morning light bathing over her from the window seemed to make her skin glow radiantly. He crept up and slid his arms around her waist.
"That's funny…I don't recall giving you permission to leave our bed, Ginerva Malfoy." He said casually placing his chin on her shoulder and placing a butterfly kiss on her neck.
"What's really funny, is I don't recall asking, Draco Malfoy." She quipped but leaned back into him with a small sigh. He smirked. Only seven months of marriage and the Malfoy sarcasm had already rubbed off on her significantly. Of course they had dated for six years prior to their marriage and she had already had a bit of a cynical side to herself.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Ginny whispered looking out at the snow covered, glistening Malfoy Manor grounds.
"Stunning." Draco replied, but of course his eyes were on her rather than the white outdoors. "Absolutely stunning." She turned in his arms and kissed him softly. As she pulled away her eyes fell on smoking remains of their alarm clock over his shoulder.
"Draco…. You blew it up again!?" She said with mild aggravation. There was a smoldering black hole in her bedside table.
"Why do we even have that thing? " He asked referring to the thing as if it was hated and it was by him most of all. She shook her head and let out a small whimper of exasperation before burying her head in his chest. The alarm clock slowly began to piece back together with minute whizzes, clicks, and pops and the scorch marks on her wooden side table disappeared.
Bacon sizzled, eggs cracked themselves and slid easily into pans, and toast hopped from the toaster oven and onto plates as they soared onto the kitchen table. Ginny stood amid the breakfast rush directing expertly with her wand. She only allowed the staff to make meals when she wasn't feeling well and this morning she felt excellent. She seriously debated cracking an egg over her husband's head for the clock business, but he was saved by the fact that he had only just got out of the shower. He was rubbing a towel over his head when an owl knocked at the window. He allowed it in and after he relieved it of a very thick letter he rewarded it with a scrap of toast. It munched happily for a minute or two before it flapped out the window and was gone over the morning horizon.
Ginny read the letter as she sipped her tea.
Dear Ginny,
Hello, my dear. I hope you're well. Everything's fine at the burrow. Well as fine as they can be when one's preparing for the holidays. I can't wait to see you at home again, love. Charlie, Rebecca, and their kids have already arrived. Little Liv is almost two. Can you believe it? She's such a pretty little darling, looks more and more like Becca everyday. Coaly is writing his Christmas list to old St. Nick right now. How simple and sweet it was to be a child. Fred and George should be arriving with their families any moment now. I can barely contain my happiness and I'm trying desperately not to stare out the window every five minutes, looking for them. Luna is trying to put Lani down for a nap. It'll be her first Christmas. I've banned Ron from the kitchen as he tried to eat the cookie dough before I could put it in the oven, the great glutton. Hermione's napping on the couch. Harry's watching her sleep. He's adorable when he's worried. You see, Hermione's just found out she's a month pregnant. Her due dates August 2nd. How wonderful! Bill and Tonks should be arriving tomorrow, Percy too. Remus, Marie, and little Sirius are here now. Marie is bundling Sirius up so he can go see snow. Remus is taking photographs. He's such a good father. Speaking of fathers, yours is off with Neville and Charlie getting firewood. Blaise is five months along now. She is your best friend, so do tell, does she ever stop being so stubborn and take a break? She's baking cookies with Gypsie as I write this and helping Coaly spell out the big words on his list. He's taken quite a liking to her. Neville has been trying to get her to take a lie down all afternoon, but she won't. She's quite a fiery thing.
I do hope you don't mind that I invited your sweet little friend Hannah and her husband Gregory. She was such a dear to do Luna's baby shower for free saying there was a family discount and you were practically her sister. How many more months till her baby comes along? I really must be getting old. I used to have a mind for these things. Well do feel free to bring Draco along. I'll do my best to keep Ron from exploding. He has said that he's okay with the two of you seeing each other, but he says that doesn't mean he has to like it. I'm afraid you and Draco will have to share a room though. Your brothers are not at all pleased, but there's no room left and it would be inhospitable to make him kip on den floor. I'm sure we'll make the proper sleeping arrangements when you've arrived. We miss you dreadfully. Everyone says hi and to hurry home for Christmas. I love you dear, we all do.
Your Mother,
Molly
"Gin? What does it say?" Draco asked recognizing the familiar scribble of Molly Weasley and not at all liking the odd homesick guilty look on his wife's face.
"Come home for Christmas, basically." Ginny replied smiling at the letter.
She stood and with a swish of her wand their finished breakfast disappeared and the plates zoomed to the sink where they began to clean themselves. She disappeared in the direction of their bedroom.
"Where are you going?" Draco asked, praying he didn't already know the answer to that question, but he did.
"To get packed." She said in a singsong voice over her shoulder.
"You can't possibly be considering spending the Holidays with all these people. It's that new perfume I got you isn't it. It's too strong…fumes affecting your brain." He cried shaking the letter as he read it.
"No I'm beyond considering it, love. I'm going and I suggest you pack your things, because you are too."
He started to argue, but she broke in turning to face him in the living room with a pleading look on her face.
"Draco, they still think we're dating and we've been married seven months. Harry, Hermione, Neville, Blaise, Hannah, Greg, and Luna all know. Of course Luna hasn't told Ron on penalty of death. The only ones who don't really know are my family members. Seven months is too long to hide something that big from family. I want to be happy married woman, not the only child in my family besides Percy to not be married. I want to show this bloody rock off to everyone." She said waving the diamond on her hand under his nose. It was charmed to disappear when her hand was under scrutiny by those who did not and could not know she was married. "We're going to tell them all this Christmas. No more lies. We're coming clean."
"Why can't you just say no?"
"How do you say no to the people you've spent the holidays with all of your life?" Ginny asked raking her fingers through her hair in distress.
"Sorry we can't make it." Draco replied hopefully. She shot him a death glare.
"Draco, you aren't helping. Pack for five days honey; cuz we leave tonight." She said smiling widely.
It wasn't long before their bags were packed and one of their eager little house elves, Dizzy, brought them down to the door. They were greeted in the foyer by the rest of the manor staff. Each of the many houselves were free elves that couldn't find work. Dumbledore and Hermione had seen that they found a good home and good pay. Wick, a rather friendly little chap with almost round ears led a group of young elves in Have Yourself a Very Merry Christmas. Draco would have liked to tell them that the chances of that were highly unlikely, but the softened expression on Ginny's face sealed his lips into a forced smile. With misty eyes she told each of the elves good-bye and where they could find their Christmas gifts. She had charmed them to appear on Christmas morning. Her calls of merry Christmas were returned with cries of "Yes mams, we wills." and "You have youselves a good time with the Weazeys. We takes good cares of the house."
"We don't doubt that. Do we Draco?" She asked him nudging him gently with her elbow.
"No, we don't doubt that at all." He replied widening his forced smile into an almost maniacal grin.
Ginny took Draco's hand in her gloved one and her bag in the other. He picked his up and turned to her.
"Are you quite sure about this?" He asked, but it was already too late. He felt a familiar funny tingling sensation and he tugged Ginny closer to him as they disappeared with a loud crack.
They reappeared seconds later on the snowy steps of the Burrow. It seemed that it had been added onto as of late and a new coat of paint graced its outsides. Ginny looked up at him and grinned.
"Of course I am. They can't kill us it's Christmas." She told him, kissing his lips gently and then rang the doorbell. He let out a small groan as the he heard what could only be the sound of many different people rushing for the door.
AN: That's sit for the first chapter. Please tell me if you like it. I want to have it done before Christmas and the thing that keeps me writing is encouragement. So tell me what you think. I'm open to suggestions on what Fred and George can do to him while he's there and how you think Ron should react although I already have a pretty good idea on how that's gonna go. Blaise and Neville are married, as are Ron, Luna, Bill, and Tonks, and Harry & Hermione. Fred and Alicia Spinnet and George and Katie Bell are married. Gypsie is Blaise's twelve-year-old little sister. Please review so I know if this is worth continuing.