CHAPTER 11-PLANS
"Tea?" Trinket asked, as she walked into her front room and looked at Ilaria and her new beau, Tony Marcus. Jeffrey was standing by the fireplace smoking a pipe and keeping up a conversation with Tony about a Quidditch match.
"That would be spiffing, Trinket," said Ilaria flashing her a smile. Trinket smiled back and walked into the kitchen, she filled a tea kettle and walked back into the front room while it warmed. Tony was now by the fireplace talking to Jeffrey up close so Trinket sat down next to Ilaria.
"How are things with Tony?" Trinket asked.
"They are great, I tell you, Trinket, I think he's the one," said Ilaria, turning her gaze to Tony and smiling.
"That's wonderful news, I know how many problems you have had with relationships."
"I've even considered taking his last name."
"I'm so happy for you!" Trinket said, taking Ilaria's hand just as the tea whistled. "Excuse me."
Trinket stood up and took the tea off the burner, usually house elves did this but Trinket gave them weekends off. Ilaria found that strange but Trinket had a kind heart. She finished making the tea and returned to the front room and set it on the coffee table. Each person took a cup and sipped on the tea as Jeffrey joined Trinket on the couch and Tony joined Ilaria.
"I believe you know why I am here?" Ilaria asked.
"Yes, we do," answered Trinket.
"I think it would be best to tell our children off the arrangement we made 16 years ago."
"I had been hoping we would tell them soon, I do not like keeping things from Winter," said Jeffrey.
"As you know Christmas break is coming up, when the children come home we'll tell them, on Christmas day," Ilaria said, smiling a pleased smile.
"It will be a great Christmas gift," Trinket said, taking Jeffrey's hand and smiling at him. "We'll set three extra places at our dinner table."
"I'm glad we all agree, I can't wait to tell Blaise, how excited he'll be," Ilaria said happily.
"Winter will be ecstatic," added Trinket. Tony remained quiet, having said not one word during the conversation but that's how Ilaria liked her men, silent.