Potter.
I would like to...thank you for helping me with the ministry trial last month. My ankle lock has been removed and I finally for the first time got to go outside with my son (after a few of my broom lessons, I can proudly say he is a much better flyer than you) and my wife.(Who is absolutely gorgeous)
As a thank you, I would like to invite you and your little bunch of red heads to Scorpius's 9th birthday ministry will be attending so could you please bring other members of your family. By this I mean the mud -muggleborn and maybe her family too. This does not however make us friends, which you would probably know by now, but I am simply making us even. Although,I do admire your work.
Draco.
Getting invited to the Malfoy's truly was the last thing he expected. Sure, he had helped him out with the ministry but that was only because it felt like the right thing to do since Draco had later on given him multiple names of was Death-Eaters. What was up with the 'beautiful wife' thing, he really couldn't imagine pug-face Pansy looking anything close to beautiful. Then there was also that 'I admire your work' thing...maybe he really has changed. Because of Narcissa, The Malfoys wern't sent to Azkaban. Although he had heard rumours that Lucius had died a few years after the war
God he had a lot of convincing to do, especially Ron. But he had a feeling that it would not go so reached for the other envelope which was an invitation card with a cartooned blonde boy flying on his broomstick on the cover and the inside had the details of when and where the party was. He looked at the name Scorpius, he shook his head, only Draco would name his kid that.
As Harry walked down the stairs in a hurry get back to his family he bumped into Teddy. His hair was a perfect pink and he was clutching a letter very tightly in his hand. He wanted to ask him to come, but asking him to come to the birthday party of the person who killed your parent's nephew's son didn't seem like a good idea. Instead he just greeted him with his usual nickname 'pup' and rushed downstairs.
He grinned when he walked down to see the whole of the Potter/Weasley clan all scattered across his giant living room. Rose was showing Lily how to put on the muggle make-up that she had gotten from Hermione's cousin, James and Albus looked like they were playing a rather intense game of exploding snap while Hugo was cheering them on.
Harry sat down with the adults who were having tea.
"Where were you, all this time?" Ginny asked
"Owl." Harry said shortly, taking a sip of his tea,
"…from?" Great. He really couldn't lie to Hermione.
"…Malfoy."
"MALFOY! Ron nearly fell of his chair, "You two aren't having a thing are you? I mean with you helping him with…OW!"
He had gotten two hard whacks on the back of his head from both Hermione and Ginny and a big kick on the shins from Harry.
"God! I was only jokin..."
With that, they all started laughing.
"Fwat areff f you guys tafking about?" Hugo mumbled with his mouthful of buiscitts that he had just grabbed off the table.
"Don't talk with your mouth full." Hermione scolded.
"Yeaffh Hugo! Don't tafk wif your mouf full! Ron taunted with his mouth equally as full.
They all laughed as Hermione gave him a stern look.
"Hurry up! Hugo! It's your turn!" James shouted from their game,Hugo rushed back faster than he had come.
"So what were you talking about?" Ginny raised an eyebrow.
Harry gulped, well he was going to have to tell them anyway and put the card on the table. "He wanted to make us even and he wants you guys to come too because the ministry will be there."
He looked at Ron's confused face as he read the card and waited for it sink in.
One...
Two...
Three...
"YES!"
"Huh?"
"Finally! I've been waiting this day for a long time."
"You say I'm the one with a thing Malfoy?" Harry said raising his eyebrows.
"." Ron said sarcastically."Well you see Malfoy needs us right? And the ministry will be watching him..."
"So..?"
"So!" Ron looked shocked at Ginny's stupidity, and put on a whiny voice" Dracooo... I think this chair is too hard, I should have yours. What do you mean no? Is it because you think we're blood-traitors?*gasp*. This is just not acceptable" Ron laughed evilly.
They had had a wonderful afternoon and by the end of it, there was a broken chess set on the ground, James had tried to beat Ron but had failed, lipstick marks on the couch and a sleeping Lily on his lap, who was looking perfectly adorable, she was the perfect mixture of him and Ginny, she had the her fiery red hair and her eyes were the shape of his but she had Ginny's bright brown colour. She reminded him a lot like a little Ginny, but he really hoped there was no famous Harry Potter's around to take her away from him. He stroked her hair and called out to Ninny, their house-elf (who is paid well, gets holidays off and sick leaves) to clean up the mess as he carried his little princess off to her bedroom.
