A Love for Green
“So, I convinced Harry here to venture into muggle London with me.” Ginny smirks.
Harry rolls his eyes at this.
“What spurred this on, Ginny?” Hermione asks.
“Well, I went with you that first time and I’ve been fascinated since. This one store caught my eye and I would love to drag Harry in. We don’t have anything like it in
Diagon Alley.” Her eyes look over to Draco and she continues, “Ferret, picture this. Your lovely girlfriend and I are walking along shops when all of a sudden, I see a neon silhouette of a woman!”
Both Draco’s and Harry’s eyes widen at her words while mine roll.
“Pardon me?”
“Yes! I pulled Hermione up to the windows and it was a lingerie sex shop place!”
Harry spits his matcha out onto the tabletop and quickly tries to wipe it up with a napkin.
Draco smirks, “And you lovely ladies didn’t venture inside?”
“She wouldn’t let me! So, I’m taking Harry today.” Harry chokes.
“Gods, Ginny.” Harry exasperated.
Ginny gently rubs his back with a wide smile and says, “You already agreed, sweetie.”
“Maybe we should make our way over there, Granger.”
“Ha. Funny.” I roll my eyes give and whisper to Harry. “Try and get snack in the café 2 doors down.”
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I dust the soot off of my shoulder and Draco calls out for Arthur.
“Mr. Weasley? Are you home?”
The bushiest red hair comes from the kitchen area, and I hear, “Draco? How many times should we tell you. Molly and Arthur, dear!”
She gives him and I a hug. “ARTHUR!!”
“I’m here! I’m here!” Arthur comes barreling in through the door and sees Draco and I standing in the living room.
“Oh hello! What a lovely surprise!” He gives me a warm hug and Draco a handshake.
Draco speaks up, “Mr. – Arthur, I’ve brought something I thought you would like to try.”
“Oh, what is it? I cannot wait to see. Come to the table with me.”
I give Draco a gentle smile before they make their way over to the table. Me and Molly take a seat on the couch.
“Hermione dear, how have you been?”
As I open my mouth to speak, I hear Arthur’s voice.
“Matcha, you say?! Well, it’s delightful. Tell me more. Why is it this green color?”
We both chuckle.
“I’ve been good, Molly. Draco wanted to stop by and show Arthur his latest discovery. I thought it was the perfect time for me to also ask you something.”
“Whatever it is, I’ll most likely say yes. On with it!”
I’ve been thinking quite hard on this. The Weasley’s already agreed to letting Draco be here for Christmas. Its become a tradition to spend the holidays with the Weasleys and get our custom knitted sweater. I don’t want Draco to feel left out when we all receive one and he doesn’t. So I’ve decided to make one.
“Well, Christmas is coming around soon, and I know you probably already have the Weasley sweaters done for the usual suspects. I was wondering if you could teach me how to make one for Draco?”
Molly’s eyes widen and I quickly say, “Of course I would never ask you to make him one, Molly. I know, what with everything that has happened – “
She grabs my hand and rises from the couch. “Come with me, love. I want to show you something.”
We make our way up the stairs, and she opens the door to what I know is her special crafts room. Can’t have a family this big and not have a room for yourself. I accidentally stumbled in here during one of my summer stays. Now years later, it almost looks the same except for the Christmas presents and knitted wear.
“Come see this sweater I just finished the other day.”
She pulls me over to the window and lifts the top of a box open. Green catches my eye and I can’t believe what I’m seeing.
“You already made him one.” I whisper. My eyes find hers and then back to the white D on green stitches.
“I knew from that first family dinner with him that he would be around for a while. You’ve both been through so much. I’ve had the honor of seeing you grow through
the years. I’ve seen you laugh and study. Mature. Fight and conquer.” She grabs my chin and I meet her eyes. “But what I haven’t seen until he’s started to come around here - is you fall in love.”
“Molly…”
“You don’t need to say anything. I don’t know if you’ve even told each other yet. But don’t you worry about Christmas, Hermione. It’s handled. Quite nicely, might I add.”
She places the sweater in my hands and I gasp at the softness.
“This isn’t the usual material?”
“Of course not! I couldn’t give the Malfoy Heir acrylic, Hermione! I found this soft alpaca yarn while I was out in Diagon Alley.”
“This must have cost a fortune!”
“Don’t you fret. With you kids not in school anymore, I was able to afford it.”
She places it back in its box and puts the lid back on.
“You think I pay full price these days though?! Of course, they give me a discount. I buy from them every year.”
We laugh at this, and I give her the biggest hug I can.
She stills and wraps her arms around me. “Your mom would be so proud of you. She would have loved to see you falling in love. I’ll enjoy it for the both of us.”
She gives my cheek a warm tap and then we make our way out of the crafts room. Back down to the men we love.