You Will Be The Death of Me ( Draco Malfoy Fanfiction) Part One

You Will Be The Death of Me ( Draco Malfoy Fanfiction) Ch 49

"He went through there," I reply as I point in the direction that George had went.

She glances that way, "Well he is in for a treat then," she states as a smile appears on her face, "You might want to come with me."

I nod and get up, "Is he really in a lot of trouble?" I ask her worried for George's sake.

"Yeah, that's why I'm going to bring you in there, perhaps she won't yell as much."

I nod yet again and follow her.

"George Weasley I told you the first time you ever took that bloody car without asking that I was going to kill you!" I see an older woman with the same red hair yelling at him.

"But mum," George goes to explain but she cuts him off.

"No excuses, you march up to your room and don't dare come out until I say you can," she barks.

"Mum," Ginny speaks up.

"Not now Ginny dear, I'm..." her voice trails off as she looks at me.

A shocked expression crosses her face, "Who this?" sh

" I'm Leianna, Leianna Sweary and I'm sorry to cause you trouble Mrs. Weasley," I state.

Her features soften, "Oh your no trouble," she says as she starts brushing her hair down.

"Mum, I took the car to get Leianna, she was having trouble at home," George explains.

"Yes, it's my fault Mrs. Weasley, I asked him to come and get me," I say backing him up.

She looks from me to her son, "Very well, I'll let it slide for now, but don't you dare leave again without telling me or your father," she warns him.

"Now, you said your name is Leianna Sweary?" she asks me.

"Yes ma'am," I reply putting on my best smile.

"Oh you can call me Molly dear," she says, "And tell me, are you Ryan Sweary's daughter?" she asks causing a lump to form in my throat.

"Yes, that was my father," I reply as I fidget with my hands. She knew my father and at the moment I didn't know if that was a good or bad thing.

"Sweet man, never knew why he was placed in Slytherin," she says as she comes towards me, "You look like him."

I smile and let out a breath of relief, "Thank you."

She smiles warmly at me, "So what brings you to our home?"

The smile I had on my face vanishes and I look at George.

"Leianna had a disagreement with her Stepfather mum," George replies for me.

Molly looks at her son that was now walking over to me.

"Really, you poor dear, he didn't do anything to you?"

"No, but I wanted to leave just in case things got a little more intense," I reply, "And your son was nice enough to come and get me."

"Oh..well that's good then," she says as she reaches out and touches Georges shoulder in admiration.

"What's burning?" I hear a man's voice ask.

"Oh dear, the bacon," Molly says as she takes off towards the kitchen, "Ginny come help me in the kitchen and George be a dear and introduce Leianna to your father," she calls out just as she disappears into the kitchen with Ginny right behind her.

Just then a man with the same red hair appears from the staircase. He looked sleepy and had a cup in his hand.

"Dad," George says causing the man to look at us.

His eyes widen as he looks at me, "Dad this is Leianna, one of my friends from school," George introduces me.

Georges father sets his cup down on the nearest table, " Leianna, I'm Georges father, Arthur," he says as he extends his hand.

"Nice to meet you," I reply as I take it firmly.

He smiles and nods a greeting then diverts his attention behind us, "I see your mother forgot she was cooking again," he states to George.

George laughs lightly, "Yeah, again."

"Well I better go help her, why don't you go wake up your brothers and Harry," he states, "And Leianna, you care for a cup of tea?"

I nod, "That sound lovely," I reply.

Arthur walks past us to the kitchen where his wife was.

"They're nice," I state once we were alone.

"Yeah, that's mum and dad," he replies.

Silence falls between us.

He runs his hands through his hair, "Well I guess I better," he says as he motions towards the stairs.

"Yeah, I guess I will," I say in response as I motion awkwardly to the kitchen.

"Yeah," he says as a smile appears on his face.

He takes off towards the staircase and I turn and walk back towards the kitchen.

I walk inside and find George's father sitting at the table with the Daily Prophet in hand.

Molly was fanning a pan with Ginny right beside her.

Molly looks my way and smiles, "Oh there you are dear, Ginny get Leianna a cup of tea," she says.

"Would you like some help?" I ask her as I walk over to where she was.

"Oh, but you're the guest, you go ahead and take a seat dear."

"I don't mind,."

"Well in that case," she says as she back away, "If you want, can you please set the table?"

I nod and walk over to where she had already set out the dishes.

I couldn't help but smile and feel relieved. I had never felt so at home like I did now, not even at my home did I feel this relaxed.

It was addicting, the feeling of being welcomed, it was something I could find myself getting real use to.