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Harry woke up with tear streaks on his cheeks and quickly wiped them away.
How long had he been asleep? Had Gregoria eaten dinner last night?
All these questions went through his head as he scrambled into his daughter's room and saw that she was missing. Rolling his eyes, he quickly headed downstairs and into the kitchen. There she stood by herself, making breakfast.

"It's almost ready!" She turned to look at him, still in her pajamas. "Go get clean!"
Without any protest, Harry went back into his room to fetch some clothes. His stomach cringed when he saw the roses and note still lying on his bed. In anger, he grabbed his wand from his nightstand and muttered the proper enchantment. Within seconds, the roses went ablaze and the flame slowly died out.
Sighing, he bent over and took the note. He read over ever letter carefully before slamming it face down on his night stand, fetching some clothes and then leaving to take a shower. He still needed to figure out what he was going to say, and he wanted it to be fierce.
"Good morning Love!" Harry addressed his young daughter. "How are we this morning?"

"Fine!" Her voice echoed through the house. "I made rice pudding today, it's really sweet. There, yours is on the table."
He gave her a kind smile before sitting down and slowly eating. He realized his daughter was more silent than normal. Usually in the mornings, she'd ask him tons of things, about dreams he had occasionally about snakes. But she was silent.
"Is there anything wrong?" He asked.
"Well…I have a question." She admitted.

"Fire away." He already knew what it was about.

"Okay." She turned to face him. "Who was that man in Diagon Alley. You seemed to know each other."

"He's one of those rich and wealthy pure blood wizards that believe he's better at everything. He and his family."
"Did you go to school with him?"

"Yes, I did." Harry replied. "He bullied Hermione, Ron and I nonstop. He and his gang of idiotic Slytherins."

"That figures. His son was mean to Rose, Hugo and Anthony. And me too. He called Rose a mudblood." Gregoria said. "What ever that means."

"He is exactly, like his father. You do this now, if you see him or his father or his mother, you stay your distance away." He glared at his daughter. "You promise."
"I do." He heard the honesty in her voice. "While you're at work, can I go to Anthony's house?"
"I don't see the harm in it." Harry smiled. "Sure, just don't do anything stupid."
After Harry finished dinner, he retreated back upstairs and wrote something long, something very long in response to Draco's letter. After he was done, he called for his owl and instantly, the letter was taken just a bit, Harry went back downstairs, waved his daughter goodbye and apparated into thin air.

Draco frowned deeply as he held the piece of parchment in his hands. Over and over he read the parchment, every single letter. Harry was furious when he wrote this, Draco could tell and he had every right to be.
Sighing, he read it one more time.

"Dear Lord Malfoy,
Excuse me if you believe that this is immature, but what you did…now that was something else. Thanks for the roses, they made a very nice stain on my carpet when I burned them to ashes. Oh and that excuse for an apology you sent me, I wouldn't be surprised if you got your little boy to write it. That being said, I have completely forgotten about you up until this point and honestly…I'd love to keep it that way. My daughter and I are very happy without the stupid Malfoy family ruining our lives. That being said, stay away from us.
PS: These roses look awfully expensive, you're luck I don't piss on them.
-Harry"

In anger, he crumpled the paper up and threw it as far as he could. A house elf standing there shuddered a bit as he raced to retrieve it.
"No." He said. "Leave it there." He looked at the elf in anger. "And leave my presence at once."
The sad elf simply bowed its head and vanished, leaving Draco alone.

"Scorpius!" He yelled at the top of his lungs.
Within seconds, his son was upstairs, in his room. "Yes sir, Father?"
"We're heading out later today." Draco said, facing him. "So get ready."
"Yes sir, Father." Scorpius replied, and like a robot, exited the room. Heaving a heavy sigh, Draco sat down on his bed and looked down. He knew that he had to make things right, even if that meant going behind his wife's back.

Anthony Snape's house was a large two story with a few acres of green grass in front of it. Anthony's mother, Mrs. Snape, Greggy called her, was obsessed with planting, growing and gardening. She'd enchanted her plants to grow faster and bigger, so now…there were vines creeping up the house.
When Greggy arrived through the fireplace, she saw Anthony carrying a chicken in his hands. "Greggy!" He yelled, nearly falling back. "I didn't know you were coming."
She shrugged, as the chicken jumped from his grasp and he made way to chase it. His shaggy black hair was getting into his face, making it hard for him to see.
"Do you need help?" Greggy raced to get the chicken with him and with some effort, the two caught their prisoner.
"What should we do with him?" Anthony looked at Greggy.
"She, is not yours?" Greggy corrected him.
Anthony shook his head. "I found her wandering around this morning and decided to catch her. Guess she's no use. I'll let her free."
The two went outside and let the chicken run wild in the backyard. Sighing, Greggy's pulled at her dress and sat down in the grass. "Wanna go back to Diagon Alley? Just to look around."
"You think we'll meet that mean boy?"
"If we do, we can probably take him on." Gregoria smiled. "You know we can."

"A letter and roses! I mean, how cheesy can he be?" Harry asked, walking around Ron's cubicle.
"Mmhmm." Ron carelessly replied, preoccupied by some muggle game.
"And the letter was so pitiful, it was almost sad!"
"Mmhm." Ron said again, this time making it obvious that his brain was absent.
"Ronald Weasley, are you paying any attention?" Harry crossed his arms and turned towards Ron who seemed surprised.
"You know what I think?" Ron asked. "You need to talk to him, just settle everything. He has a family, you have a family right?
Harry sighing, simply nodded. "Don't let him destroy you, okay?" Ron said. "You're my friend...I don't want to see a prick like Malfoy ruining your life."

"You're right...I should just be done with it right?"
"Right." Ron grinned. "How's Greggy?"
"She's fine...she's playing with another one of her friends."
"Hmm." Ron said as he went back to his work.
"Hmm." Harry replied, leaving Ron's office and returning to his own.

"Should we be here?" Anthony asked. "Alone?"
"Rose was right, you do worry too much!" Greggy grabbed on to her friend's sleeve and pulled him through the crowds of people. "Let's be free for a while!"

"I like being free." Anthony reassured. "But..."

"Look over there!" Gregoria yelled, dragging Anthony into what seemed like a shop filled with brooms. "Why would people be so crazy over brooms?" She looked at Anthony.

"Quittich." He replied as the two both looked up at a large broom behind glass.

"What?" Greggy looked at him. "What is that?"

"It's a sport." Anthony looked at her. "You'll learn about it when you're sorted."

"What?"

"We should split for a second or two." Anthony said. "You're not used to this stuff are you?"

Gregoria shook her head.

"Then it'll be good for you." Anthony sighed. "Let's meet back here, twenty minutes?"

"Sure!"

The two quickly separated and went into different shops within the alley.

Draco and Scorpius, as usual , walked in silence.

The two were not very close at all, after all he was only conceived for inheritances, nothing else. As far as his relationship with his mother, well that was even worse than his relationship with his father. The Malfoy's, Scorpius figured out, never loved each other.

At least not in his immediate family. It was only a pureblood scheme.

A girl, with long blond hair caught Scorpius' eye as he walked. He recognized her from before and feeling guilt, he excused himself from his father's side and rushed into a store that read :

"Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes."

It would ruin his pride, but he ignored that fact and quickly entered.

When he finally got a good look at the place, he realized how different he was from everybody else. People were happy, they were talking and trying out new things...he just seemed depressed.

As he looked around, the young girl finally appeared, holding something pink in her hand. Scorpius didn't hesitate to greet her.

"Hi!" He said, causing her to turn around. Her large grey eyes got big but suddenly squinted when she realized who she was looking at.

"You." She said. "What do you want?" She crossed her arms and looked at him. "Are you here to make fun of me?" She wore a practically pink dress with a small sweater over it. If anything she looked really pretty.

"Sorry." He said. "For yesterday, Greggy." She raised an eyebrow. "I know, I was rude to you and your friends."

He looked genuinely sorry, and Gregoria could see it in his face. "It's okay...did you have a reason?"

"My mother." He replied.
"I see." She sounded sympathetic. "Are you here alone?"

"No, my father is here with me." Scorpius sighed.

"Will you be here tomorrow?" Greggy's voice was uplifting.

"I'll try!" He replied softly. "I really will."

"Great." Greggy smiled. "Tomorrow then, at this place. I'll bring my friends, so you can apologize to them. Then you won't seem so lonely, like you do now."

Unknowingly, a grin made its way to his face. She was right...he was lonely and it would be nice to have friends for a change.

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