In the end can they just pretend?
Ronald Weasley had hit rock bottom, his life as he knew it was over. He had lost everything. Well not everything, but it felt like the life he had imagined for himself was over. And his family wasn't helping him. Th...
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By the time Saturday morning had fully become underway, Claudia was just a tiny bit nervous. She tried to pry herself on never feeling nervous, that she had gone through a lot more that was scary, enough to rattle someone's bones then just meeting new people. That in reality she had met people a lot more terrifying than a family of non-conformist pure bloods. But she had never met a family as someones 'girlfriend' before. That had never ever been something she had done. And if all rumours regarding the Weasley family were correct then she had a reason to be afraid. For by the sounds of it the time she had met Lord Voldemort was going to pale to the meeting of Molly Weasley.
The matriarch of the Weasley family was not known to be an overly welcoming person. She wasn't known to make an effort to be kind to her children's partners yet get to know them. And even though at the end of the day, Claudia wasn't really a partner, she was just as scared as if she was. There had been stories passing around the Ministry for a few years now of how Molly had treat her daughter-in-laws upon meeting them. How she had been incredibly cruel to Fleur ,a woman from high society, who she had believed was only marrying her son because of his good looks. How she had refused to talk to Audrey for months because she wasn't the person she had suspected Percy to marry. And the ongoing rumours that even though she knew Angelina well, that because George hadn't been the child she expected the girl to marry that she hadn't been the nicest to her either. So who knows how the older woman would react to Claudia. Claudia who was clearly from another walk of life to them. Claudia who's family was clearly aligned with the opposite side during the war. Claudia who was completely different to Ron's last girlfriend.
"Claude you don't have to worry too much about my mum. She's not going to like you either way don't do anything to impress her. She doesn't deserve it." Ron had been trying for about half an hour to convince Claudia she didn't need to bring anything to the family dinner. He was firmly happy he had turned up early that morning and caught the younger girl in a state of confusion as to what to bring with her. Used to always bringing a gift for the host.
"But it's not common theme to not bring something."
"Not for my family Claudie, it'll be fine I promise." Ron's words were slowly cracking through the resolve she had been stuck in, and as he watched her finally place the bottle of wine she had been so hell-bent on bringing down he felt himself let out a sigh of relief. He knew from when Fleur had first come around that when she brought a bottle of wine it only gave his mother more to complain about.
"Only if you're certain." Claudia seemed to move from her kitchen counter over to him.
"I'm certain. Because no matter how amazing you are, which you really are. Nothing we do will get my mum to like you except for time." Ron gave her a little rub on her upper arm in support. He could only imagine the immense pressure she was feeling. He had felt nervous upon realising he was meeting her family but they had been much more welcoming than he had ever known his family to be. A complete contrast to what was expected of both families.
