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They Don't Matter	By : Jenxiaris Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 5485 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Christmas Day, The Burrow

It was Christmas lunch and the entire Weasley clan were sat around the table at the Burrow. Now that Anthony and Alice had been married for a month the Malfoy's couldn't give any excuse to stay at the Manor and Molly insisted that they joined the large group for lunch.

Hermione was busy cutting up Annabelle's lunch at the table set up for the younger children, while Molly fussed over Narcissa not being with them.

"I do wish your mother could have come Draco. She should be with family on Christmas day" Molly was saying as she sent yet another tray of vegetables to the table, which was already straining under the weight of the food on it.

"Yes, I am sure she is sorry she missed this, unfortunately circumstances have forced her to attend elsewhere" Draco said quietly. The truth was that Narcissa was at Azkaban, visiting Lucius, something she did on every holiday and special occasion.

Hermione came and sat between Jessica and Draco and began to put food on her own plate. The table had been magically extended to accommodate the adults and older grandchildren.

Bill and Fleur had come over from France with their two children, Victoire and Louis, and Charlie had come from the dragon reservation for a week to celebrate Christmas and New Year.

Percy and Audrey had joined them for lunch with their sons Luke and Robert, who were both at Durmstrang as apposed to Hogwarts much to Molly's dissatisfaction.

Harry was sat with James and Albus, Ginny was continuously over at the children's table to stop Lily from running after Toby and Sidney who were currently giving George the run around upstairs instead of sitting at the table and Pansy was down with Fred and Christopher either side of her, doing her best to make sure they didn't do anything to ruin Christmas lunch. Ellie sat with Francesca next to Arthur at the head of the table.

This left Ron and Brandon with Luna sitting at the opposite end with Molly whose attention quickly went to Alice.

"…and how are our newlyweds doing? It's been a month now hasn't it" she asked.

"Yes Gran it has, and we're fine thanks" Alice replied. During the Christmas holiday's she and Anthony had opted to stay at Manor instead of going to stay in the small bungalow with a still fairly angry Ron.

"You're absolutely glowing my dear" Mrs. Weasley beamed down the table at Alice, "how far along are you now?"

"Just over seven weeks gran" Alice replied, feeling a little uncomfortable with everyone's eyes on her.

"Oh how wonderful, our first great-grandchild" she was saying.

"I don't think wonderful is the word mum, more like irresponsible" Ron interrupted.

"Oh Ronald do shut up. They are married now and they will be fine" Molly snapped, slapping him lightly around the head.

….

After eating far too much of Molly's delicious food to be comfortable Draco and Hermione took a sleepy Annabelle home via the floo. Alice and Anthony stayed a little longer; it would be a while before they would see Bill and Fleur again.

Upon entering the Foyer of the Manor Hermione took Annabelle straight up to bed, the little girl was fast asleep on her shoulder. Jessica followed to her own room.

Draco went into the living room to find his mother with a glass of firewhiskey in her hand. Draco knew something was wrong straight away; Narcissa's never drank liquor.

"What is it mother?" Draco asked after giving her the usual kiss on the cheek.

"My visit to your father didn't go very well today. He was angry with our news" Narcissa said taking another swig of the whiskey and wincing.

"What did he say?" Draco said through gritted teeth. He may not have been happy with his son over the situation but his father definitely wasn't in a position to judge anybody's actions.

"He said that it wasn't your fault that you had to marry a mudblood, it wasn't your choice, but your son chose a blood-traitor himself and should be disowned. I left after that" Narcissa informed Draco; knocking back the last of the whiskey in her glass and getting up to pour another.

"Mother; please do not upset yourself. I forgot father's existence a very long time ago, maybe it is time you did the same" Draco suggested, taking the whiskey glass from his mothers hand and kissing her forehead.

He left the room and made his way up the stairs. Narcissa called after him and he turned and went back to the living room "Yes mother?"

"Draco you know I do not think that way don't you. I love those children more than anything in the world and am very fond of Hermione; you couldn't have got a better wife" Narcissa said, a tear leaking from her eye.

"I know mother. Let's just forget him" Draco said and left the room to find his wife and daughters.

….

An hour later Anthony and Alice flooed in to the foyer of the Manor. Alice was feeling particularly tired after Molly had insisted that she have another plate of food before leaving "..after all you are eating for two now dear" she had said. Alice didn't bother pointing out that there wasn't really a need to at only seven weeks pregnant.

She went straight up to the bedroom she and Anthony were using during the holidays. Hermione had decided that the young couple would probably like some privacy and had moved Anthony's things from his childhood bedroom to a larger room in the West Wing of Manor.

Anthony however decided to investigate who was in the living room. "What are you looking at Grandmother?" he asked upon finding Narcissa alone looking through a large leather bound album.

Anthony took the album and saw some black and white moving photos.

"Is this you and grandfather?" Anthony asked, looking at the wedding photographs. Narcissa nodded and took another gulp of firewhiskey. "You looked very beautiful grandmother" Anthony said, slipping the glass from her hand and vanishing it. He sat on the armrest of the chair that Narcissa was slumped in and turned the page. "Is this father?" Anthony quietly exclaimed, looking at the baby in a young Narcissa's arms in the next photograph.

"Yes and your grandfather standing there behind us, he was so proud. Of course Malfoy's have been having boys for centuries. Jessica was the first girl in generations, but having a son meant everything to your grandfather." Narcissa explained.

"He was happy to hear that Draco had a son when you were born, even though he never agreed with your mother being part of the Malfoy family. I just feel sick with him now" Narcissa seemed to forget whom she was talking to, her brain was befuddled by the firewhiskey.

"What do you mean grandmother?" Anthony enquired, still looking through the photographs.

"You look so much like your father. Except for the hair of course, you and your sisters are the first to have these curls" Narcissa actually pulled on one of the curls and Anthony knew it was time to get her to bed.

"Come along grandmother, I think maybe you should lie down" he said and helped her up and leaned her against himself to help her up to her room.

…..

The next morning Anthony awoke to a knock on the bedroom door. He turned to Alice and found her not in the bed.

He shouted "come in" after he pulled his bathrobe on. Hermione and Draco entered to the sound of retching in the bathroom, signalling where Alice was.

"Oh dear, it looks like morning sickness has finally caught up with her" Hermione said, going into the bathroom and shutting the door.

"Morning sickness?" Anthony looked to his father for an explanation.

"Something that you never want to be involved in son, trust me" Draco said clapping Anthony on the back and sitting on the end of the bed.

A few moments later Alice and Hermione exited the bathroom and joined their husbands.

"Are you okay babe?" Anthony asked, wrapping Alice up in a big cuddle, which she wrenched herself away from and ran back to the bathroom. After hearing a little more retching they heard Alice calling for Hermione.

Hermione went to see what she could do to help and came back out. She pointed her wand at Anthony, who flinched for a moment and murmured 'Scourgify'

"Sorry son, but your hair gel is making her sick, it had to go" Hermione said triumphantly. If Anthony couldn't wear his hair gel then Hermione would finally get her wish and be able to cut off his long hair, nothing else could keep his wild locks in place.

Hermione sat with Draco when Alice came out of the bathroom. "Right now that we are all here we will tell you the reason we came to you this morning" Draco began.

"We didn't get the chance to give you your Christmas present from us yesterday" Hermione said, taking a scroll of parchment from her pocket and enlarging it.

"Obviously if this isn't what you want then we understand completely but we thought that with the new baby it might be useful" she said handing over the large scroll of parchment.

Anthony took it and opened it up to find drawings. He looked to his parents for and explanation.

"It's a blueprint of sorts. We have planned to build you your own small place to live on the estate for after the baby is born. If you have other plans then that is fine but we would be very happy to have you and our grandchild living here after you leave Hogwarts"

The young couple were speechless. Alice instantly engulfed Hermione in a hug and Anthony shook Draco's hand. "This is wonderful, thank you so much" Alice said, hugging Draco then taking the plans from Anthony to look at them again.

"If there is anything you think you would like to change then you can, we haven't finalised this with the builders yet, we needed to make sure it's what you want" Hermione said.

"It's a bungalow style. Your mother thought it was right for you although I thought something a little grander..." Draco told Anthony.

"Sorry father, but mother is right. This is perfect for us" Anthony replied.

They went down to breakfast discussing the plans.

…..

Narcissa did not join them at breakfast this morning. One of the house elves informed Draco that she had ordered breakfast in her room.

They sat and began to eat the excellent spread that the house elves produced. The post was delivered along with the Daily Prophet and Draco unfolded the paper to read the headlines.

Unfortunately the front page was plastered with a large photo of none other than Lucius Malfoy. The headline read:

LUCIUS MALFOY AMONG MASS DEATH EATER ESCPARE OF AZKABAN

It appears that with outside help there has been a mass outbreak from Azkaban prison last night.

Among the escapees, notorious Death Eaters Yaxley, Travers, Rookwood and Lucius Malfoy.

It is unknown how exactly the breakout was achieved or what this means for the safety of our world until these dangerous Wizards are caught again.

An official statement from the Auror department at the ministry has asked everyone to be careful and report any piece of information to them as soon as possible.

Draco passed the paper quietly to Hermione, not wanting to alert the children. She scanned the headline and folded the paper.

"Jessica how do you feel about taking your sister outside to build a snowman?" Hermione asked.

"Of course mother" Jessica replied.

"Make sure you wrap up warm" Hermione called after her two daughters as they left the room.

"Anthony you should read this, your old enough to know what's going on now, you too Alice" Hermione said, handing them the paper.

"What do I tell mother?" Draco asked Hermione. He really didn't know how she would handle the knowledge.

"I don't know love. Let me speak to Ron and Harry first. I can try and find out what the Prophet doesn't know" Hermione said.

"One thing is for sure, we need to protect the children" Hermione whispered into Draco's ear as she went past.
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