A/N: So a new series of Harry Potter one shots (mostly cannon I think) and I've written a few of them so let's see how this goes! First up Draco and Astoria!

"Dracoooo!" Astoria's voice came howling through the house and the blonde stuck his head out of the door of his study to locate his darling wife. Finding that she was not in the local vicinity, he stood up, clicked his back and went to find his now quiet wife.

"Tori, where are you?"

"Lounge." She shouted back and he found her sat on the couch staring at a parchment envelope. "Letter from Scorp, thought you'd want to be here when I opened it." She shrugged and he laughed. Even after five years of their only child being in Hogwarts, Astoria was always nervous about Scorpius' post. She was always afraid she'd read it to find something heart breaking, like the few letters they received in the first few months of school. But lo and behold, Scorpius Malfoy befriended Albus Potter and suddenly the letters were full of memories and exciting stories. Heavily edited stories no doubt because Draco had absolutely no doubt that Albus Potter had the same knack for trouble that his father had had.

Dear Mum and Dad,

Term's started great as always though Al being a prefect is great. It does mean that when I'm late back from the library old Goyle can't take house points or get me into trouble because Al suddenly appears to walk me back to the Tower.

Classes are hard, Mum I know you said classes would be hard but they are HARD. I don't even want to think what NEWTs are going to be like if OWLs are this much of a pest. Speaking of pests, Milly Longbottom's cat has torn up one of my potions robe will you be able to send through my old one while I send an order to Madame Malkin's for a new one. Slughorn's really into the Potions Robe thing at the moment and he glares at me for my tattered one.

Medusa is doing fine, she still loves the Tower and I will always find her in the sun patch but please send more treats through, I know we've got tons in the cupboard and I feel bad for the poor delivery owls.

Thought I'd tell you that I actually beat Rose in Transfiguration class this week, though she then kicked my arse in Charms to prove a point. Cousin Chrissie is Captain of Slytherin's Quidditch team, thought you ought to know though Aunt Daphne's probably already told you.

Can you tell I'm running out of things to tell you? Classes are hard, friends are good, Mrs Weasley has apparently invited us all over in the Christmas holidays, including you two as well so I have to buy presents for her and Mr Weasley. Oh oh, no wait forgot to tell you something (can you also tell I'm using a Quoting Quill to write this as well?) She's also invited Granny over for Christmas. Wait Albus do you have the letter your Nana sent? Here it is, I quote, I hate to think of Scorpius' Grandmother on her own at Christmas, or for the four of them to have such a small Christmas so tell them they are more than welcome to join us because the more the merrier, I might as well be feeding half of Hogwarts population as it is, I'm more than happy to add the Malfoys to the list. Especially after Scorpius helped Hugo with that…. Never mind that part. Anyway Christmas, we've been invited.

Sum up, please Christmas parlay with Mrs Weasley, please send Medusa more treats, please give my love to Jesse, Frank and Barkimedes and tell them that I miss their howling at 5am. It's just not the same being able to sleep in to nine on the weekends. Oh and send me my old Potions Robe ASAP. And send through some ideas of what you want for Christmas, I downright refuse to gift you with another bottle of perfume mum and Dad I'm all for buying books but honestly there has to be SOMETHING ELSE.

Love you both lots and I miss you. Yes Al I tell my parents I love them and miss them. I'll tell your mum and Dad that I love them too because you are such a negligent son. So hah.

Anyway ignoring my arse of a dorm mate, I love you and I'll see you both soon.

Your charming son

Scorpius.

p.s this announcement was made to you by buttheads of bestfriends primarily named Albus Potter who is actually finishing this letter because Scorp didn't end the spell for this. Hi Mr and Mrs Malfoy, hope to see you at Christmas! Nana makes the best, and I mean the best Christmas pudding. Byeeeee

Draco was laughing by the time he'd finished reading the letter over his wife's shoulder.

"I never thought that the Potters, the Weasleys and the Malfoys would get on but that is life." He snorted before standing up.

"Where are you going?" Astoria folded the letter once more.

"To find my own parchment and quill and owl Mother and Mrs Weasley." Draco shrugged. "You need to find Scorp's old robes and get a box of treats for that dratted cat. Medusa, lives up to her name. And you remember what a stickler Slughorn was, that robe has to be sent through." Draco said all of this as he wandered through the house trying to find a quill.

"Draco."

"Why do we never have any bloody quills in this house? I buy them buy the sodding box load and there are never ever enough." He ranted.

"In the top drawer of the chest, just as we agreed." Astoria tutted, heading to the pantry to snag one of the smaller boxes of cat treats before vanishing upstairs to find the old potions robes. "Find the brown paper and string we can get this sent off this evening." She shouted down to her husband who shouted some form of agreement back.

When she came downstairs she found it all ready to go including a hastily scribbled note from Draco to Scorpius;

Scorp,

As requested, one box of treats for that grumpy gorgon of a cat, one robe because you let Milly Longbottom walk all over you, and I've now written to Granny and Mrs Weasley about Christmas plans. I am also expecting a Christmas list from you and no you can't put a drum kit on it.

Will warn you, when Christmassing with the Weasleys extended family, be prepared to buy a lot of presents. Hope you are aware of this, there are a lot of them but sugar quills should make the cut.

Christmas presents for me – a new car, a new broomstick, a new cauldron, a box of quills that do not leave this house, a dressing gown, socks, slippers, a pipe, the latest Dan Brown muggle book, the latest Dan Brown wizarding book, a new chess set, a subscription to Potion Maker Monthly, a new scarf, new shoes, the latest volume of The Uses of Argentinian Flora in Potion Making or maybe half of Honeydukes. Any of the above will suffice.

Presents for your mum – Marc Jacobs new perfume.

Say hi to Al for us and tell him that we look forward to seeing him at Christmas as well.

Love you lots

Dad (and mum) xx