Potter: A Drarry Fan Fiction

Jumper

I woke up to find Draco's slender arms wrapped around me. I lifted my head up to see Ron still sleeping, and snoring quite loudly. Draco was tangled up in the sheets next to me. I slowly inched out of the bed without waking Draco up.

Stepping carefully to avoid the creaky floorboards I made my way to the bathroom. The Weasley's house was so chaotic, so it was ideal to get up early. I stepped into the shower and began to wash myself. I looked down and grabbed a burnt wood scented body wash.

After rinsing myself I picked up a towel from the floor and wrapped it around my waist. It was a maroon colour, it looked as if it was once a bright red. I used my hand to clean the condensation off of the mirror and then inspected myself. I turned my head so I could get a full look of my face and neck. Draco had now learnt where he could kiss me and how to avoid leaving love bites where they could be seen. He said he liked them, it was as if he made his mark on me. I however found them embarrassing and not entirely professional.

That's not to say they didn't make me smile. I pulled my toothbrush from a pot containing many assortments. The twins had bewitched their toothbrushes' to shout insults if the wrong person picked them up. After I had finished brushing my teeth I picked up my pjs from the floor and walked back to Ron's bedroom.

Both Draco and Ron were still asleep. Far away I could hear someone walking across a hallway, presumably Mrs Weasley getting everything ready for everyone. I got dressed into some jeans and a hoodie. I looked around the room to see if I had missed anything that I needed to pack. Draco's trunk was neatly packed, his clothes he would be wearing today were folded neatly next to it. Ron hadn't even started packing. What was in his trunk was, things he didn't bother to take out the first time.

With no other task presenting itself, I decided to go downstairs and help Molly with making breakfast or whatever she was doing. I walked down the stairs slowly as to not wake anyone. I saw Molly sitting on a chair in the living room. Her back was towards me and she had a ball of wool on the floor. The clicking made me realise what she was doing, knitting. The Weasley's were always very resourceful.

The bottom step of the stairs creaked and made Mrs Weasley jump.

"Sorry" I said as she quickly threw whatever she was knitting into the laundry basket.

"Oh Harry it's just you" she said turning around to see who it was. I walked towards where she was sitting.

"Would you like me to do the laundry for you?" I said gesturing towards the basket of clothes.

"Ah no thank you Harry" she said trying to conceal the basket with her feet.

"If you could get some of the breakfast started that would be great" she said with a smile.

"What do you need me to do?" I asked. The Dursley's had taught me well in domestic tasks. Years of learning how to cook a stake exactly how Dudley wanted it made me somewhat of a good cook.

"Oh just whisk the eggs for me, they're on the worktop" she said resting her head on her hand. I could tell she was acting strangely but it wasn't my place to ask why.

When I entered the kitchen I saw a basket of at least 20 eggs. I had underestimated the amount of food needed to feed such a big family plus guests. I don't know how Mrs Weasley manages with so many time consuming tasks. Nether the less I began cracking the eggs into a large bowl. So large some would call it a small vat.

After I had cracked about 12 eggs, Ginny came downstairs and into the kitchen. She still wasn't fully awake.

"There's a faster way to do it" she said pointing to the bowl of eggs.