Six months after little Odette had been born the childrens mother and father paced to and fro, passing each other in near head on collisions and they readied themselves for their first full night out together since they had had their daughter.

"Are you sure we can't bring them dear?" Hermione asked as she fiddled with a piece of her hair which kept coming loose every time she tied her hair up, sighing in annoyance.

"Darling, the point of tonight is that we have an evening of just us, just you and me, that cannot happen if we bring along the children."

"I know but... Not even just Odette and Oswald? I do not trust the nanny with our fragile babe, and I especially do not trust her with Ozzy, the marks he has had when we have returned home in the past... I tell you they were not from fights with his brothers..."

"We are not taking that boy anywhere where people will see us with him, it is bad enough when guests come here that we have to lay claim to him I shall not extend this torture to outside of these walls, now silence with this discussion, the subject is closed." He said sternly, storming from the room, "I am going to have a drink while you finish readying yourself, do not take too long this time." He called back, heading to his study and straight to the liquor cabbinet which he always kept stocked.

Hermione sighed heavily, closing her eyes as she composed herself before carrying on getting ready.

"Now no rough housing or picking on each other, no snacks or sugary drinks after eight and... Please do not make too much mess little ones," she said, nearly an hour later after the spat between husband and wife, bent over so she was at a better level in order to speak with the little ones. The three younger boys all nodded, giving her their rehearsed charming smiles.

"Yes mother, we'll be good for Hilda, we promise." They said in sync, as Oswald merely stayed silent, his eyes pleading him mother not to leave him.

"I know you will little ones but I just feel I have to say to ensure I have made it clear of the primary rules..." She stood, ignoring her eldest son in fear she would break down in tears at the puppy dog look her gave her. "As for you, missy... You have fun with nanny and your brothers, no beating them up or ordering them around, alright?" She said, beaming at her baby girl who was in Hilda's arms, sucking on her hand as she watched her mother, her hand popping out of her mouth as she reached for her mother, gurgling happily.

Hermione kissed her little nose, rubbing hers against the babes before she turned and made her way to the car, earning a hurt and confused look from Odette, having never been left without her mother in her short life before. With their mothers eyes no longer on them, Jason pinched Oswalds arm hard, twisting the piece of skin he had hold of, all the while keeping the bright, innocent smile to his parents as they waved them off, his brother stayed silent, forcing a smile as he waved, a single tear rolling down his cheek.