LILY
Have I ever told you how incredibly cool my parents are? We turned up with an extra person and my mum just smiled, hugged her and told Scorpius that he had to share a room with Al 'cause we only had one extra room. Yeah she didn't even ask why Astoria Malfoy had come to stay in her house. My mother is the most relaxed person ever. I think it's 'cause she had six older brothers, you can't let yourself get too rattled by anything with all that chaos is your life.
Mrs. Malfoy took a while to settle in. We ended up being the only people left in the house 'cause Al started Auror training and Scorpius basically lived at the hospital. The Quidditch season had just started so my mum had to go to all the matches. Being the senior Quidditch correspondent for the Daily Prophet was actually a pretty tough job. I know she missed playing professionally quite a bit but she liked her job and was rather good at it.
Mum and Dad got married pretty early. Mum was twenty-one and Dad was twenty-two. Mum was a professional Quidditch player and Dad was the youngest head of the Auror Department, not to mention The-Boy-Who-Lived, the Chose One and whatever else the general public chose to call him.
Mum won most valuable player four years in a row and then she got pregnant with James. She always said that six Quidditch filled years were enough for her and she would much rather have us than play a game, but isn't it difficult to walk away from something when you're at the top of your game? What's cool about Mum though is that she's still involved in the game. She was twenty-three when she left the Harpies to have James and but by the time she was twenty-five she was a Quidditch correspondent, even though she had two kids and another on the way.
I hate it when Mum's overshadowed by Dad because well, he's the Chosen One. I'm not saying that what he did wasn't great, I'm just saying that my mum is just as great as him in her own way. I mean she fought at The Battle Of Hogwarts too; she was an international Quidditch player and is a pretty great mother. I hate it when people dismiss her as Harry Potter's wife.
I suppose I connect to Mum more because I know what it's like to live in other people's shadows. She had six older brothers, all who were pretty incredible and her husband saved the Wizarding World. Okay so it isn't that bad for me, it's just that Al and James are fairly brilliant. Al got eight Outstandings and one Exceeds Expectations. James didn't do that brilliantly but he's funny and clever and everyone likes him. And that's just my immediate family. Don't even get me started on Rose and Hugo, or Vic and Dom, or Molly or Fred or Roxanne.
But I digress.
So I was left at home for a good eight or nine hours with my secret boyfriend's mother. Not that Astoria wasn't lovely. She was sweet and quite funny. It's just that I couldn't really look her in the eye without thinking about everything I was doing and hopefully going to do with her son. Astoria was a small dark haired witch. Scorpius looked nothing like her. Well except his nose, that was a little like her's. She looked really really young, like she could have been Scorpius's little sister. She helped around the house as much as she could, but she wasn't very good with domestic spells. She had always had house elves to help her. So I was rather surprised when I found her in the kitchen one morning trying to bake a cake. She had all the ingredients laid out on the counter and was looking at them as if she was scared they would bite her or something.
'Morning,' I said.
She jumped.
'So what are you making?' I asked.
'A cake. But I don't really know where to start.'
I smiled and went over to the counter. 'I can make pretty good cake Mrs. Malfoy,' I said.
'If you don't need anything more I'll be off,' I heard a voice say from the corridor.
I looked back surprised. 'Zabini?' I asked. The tall boy walked into the kitchen. He just nodded tersely in my direction.
Mrs. Malfoy had a mischievous look on her face. 'We were just getting started,' she said. 'Why don't you stick around for a bit and help us. I know it was a bother for you to get all these ingredients, this way you can at least try the cake.'
Zabini grimaced a bit but as I had noticed before he really couldn't say no to his aunt. I tried to hide my smile as the large boy put on an apron and started looking for sugar. Zabini was a surprisingly good baker; he was very precise and measured everything correctly.
'Potioneer?' I asked.
'Yeah, how did you know,' asked while squinting his eyes so he would measure exactly a quarter cup of milk.
'Just a guess,' I said.
'Lily,' someone called from the hall. I jumped. Merlin did no one knock anymore?
'Yeah?' I shouted back.
Rose walked in, 'Mum said you were alone so I thought I come and give you company. But there seem to be people here. Hello I'm Rose,' she said to Mrs. Malfoy.
Zabini turned around and looked at her. She gave him a huge smile and he dropped his carefully measured milk. He seemed lost in her eyes. I had never seen love at first sight before and boy did it look stupid. Mrs. Malfoy evidently thought so too as she snickered quietly. Oh Uncle Ron was going to be so happy.
a/n: Sorry 'bout the ridiculously long break. I'm back
