Draco was currently wrapping Christmas gifts that he had got for everyone as to show his gratitude for them.
He waved his wand and the wrapping paper started wrapping itself on the book that he had got for Hermione.
He had got chocolate frogs and sweets for the twins and Ginny, a book on spectacular saves in Quiditch for Ron and most famous moments in Quiditch history for Harry.
He had also got a nice warm shawl for Mrs. Weasley.
He also had actually managed to find wires and batteries for Mr. Weasley.
He also got a book on What to expect when expecting for Bill and Fleur and lastly some dragon hide glows for Charlie.
Currently he was wrapping his gift for his school best mate Blaise Zabini when there was a knock on the door.
Puzzled he got up and opened the door to find his mother standing on the doorstep with his best friend Zabini waving from behind and Pansy beaming at him.
"Mother" he said shocked " what are you doing here ?"
She smiled slightly or rather tried to. She entered inside looking around his house. Draco knew that she was trying very hard to hide the distaste reflecting in her eyes.
"Can't I meet my own son?" She asked as she settled down on the sofa and he proceeded to greet Blaise and Pansy.
"Nice place you got here." said Blaise as he looked around, hugging his best friend.
Draco smiled proudly.
"The only shocking thing is how clean it is... did you hire a house elf ?" smirked Blaise.
"No I like to keep my house clean unlike some people and by the way I clean it myself" said Draco and laughed at Blaise who gave a fake shocked gasp with his hand over his heart.
"That's it Draco, When are you coming home? Enough of this joke." Narcissa rudely interrupted the two friends.
It had always been a subject of wonder, how inspite of having such a soft voice his mother still managed to sound so pompous and strict.
"Yes Draco put a stop to this nonsense I have talked to father we can reopen your case and you can get out of this dump" said Pansy disgusted looking around.
"Who said I want to go back ? I like it here. How many times do I have to tell you that? This is my home now, it way better than that hell hole I once called home" said Draco and Narcissa looked as if someone had blasted 15 dungbombs right under her nose.
"You call this place home ?" asked his mother
"Living on the mercy of these formidable blood traitors, and filth in this god forsaken dumbster?"
"Yes Mother, this has been more of a home to me than that mansion and don't call them blood traitors, it was us who were blood traitors and it was us who are filth not them?" Draco said loudly.
"Oh god what have they done to you. Are you really defending the Weasleys against your own mother?" said Pansy with her head between her hands.
"Look this place, it doesn't seem very bad Mrs. Malfoy. I mean if Draco..." started Blaise trying to control the rising tension but was cut off by Narcissa.
"Oh stop it Blaise he belongs where is family is. Pack your stuff Draco. You are coming back with me son" said Narcissa with a tone of finality.
"Family? Really Mother ? Are you really going to pull the family card on me? Do you even know what family do for each other?" Draco's voice was rising with each question.
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The Hill of our stars | Dramione
Fanfiction" Why did you save us that day?" Harry asked Draco he felt a mutual understanding with Malfoy today and did not bother to elaborate his question. He hoped Malfoy would answer and to his surprise he smiled and answered by pressing his wand to his te...
