A true Weasley

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'George, where's you sister? Everyone, sit down- Would you help me with those over there, dear?'

Mrs. Weasley let at least six colorful packages drop on top of the dinner table which had just been cleaned from all the delicious Christmas food she had cooked for them. Fleur helped with the remaining presents before sitting down next to her husband. Bill bent down to kiss her belly which was almost the size of a watermelon as she stroke his hair smiling softly.

Draco blushed, turning his gaze away to find a small package, a blue one covered in silver stars placed in front of him. He eyed Harry suspiciously but the boy just grinned at him, expectantly. What was he supposed to do? He wasn't even family, why would he-

'Now! Go on, open it!! Ronald, I think this is not your package- Oh, Hermione, dear, just like I thought! This color looks lovely on you'

Hermione blushed and let Mrs. Weasley kiss her on the top of the head before grinning at Ron.

Harry opened his package smiling as soon as he saw the sweater was exactly like the one he owned with the Hungarian Horntail, except this one would fit him properly now.

'Draco, look at this- What... Draco, what's wrong?'

The room went silent when everyone looked at them. Tears were streaming down his cheeks but Draco didn't seem to notice them at all. His eyes were blown wide, transfixed on a gray sweater with a green welsh dragon knitted on the front.

Realization hit Harry hard. Draco most likely had never received something handmade before. Something like a sweater.

Harry's fingers brushed one tear away from Draco's cheek, startling the boy.

'I- ah, th-thank you, Mrs.Weasley, this is- this...'

Mrs Weasley hugged him tightly and Draco let a hiccup escape his lips before hugging the woman back.

'I didn't know if you'd like it, but, well, it matches Harry's!' She grinned at him and Draco couldn't help but smile back.

He looked over at Harry, lacing their fingers under the table.

'You're a true Weasley now!' George shouted from the door and Harry couldn't help but laugh at the way Draco blushed furiously.

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