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Thank you to desartratt for being nice and wishing me a happy holidays.

...oh, they were fine, thanks for asking!

Sirius', Remus' and Harry's eyes widened. Before they could say anything, Lucius came over, with Draco trailing behind.

"Ah, I see you have met Mr and Mrs Nightwalker."

Aunt Ebony turned to Lucius. "You invited my parents?!"

Lucius' eyes widened and his jaw dropped. "I-you-they-er…what?!"

Had Aunt Ebony not been so upset, she would have found it quite funny that the head of the Malfoy family was so flabbergasted.

"Your-your parents?" Lucius stuttered. "But you have different last names!"

Aunt Ebony glared at them. "They made me change my last name when I went to Hogwarts."

Mrs Nightwalker let out a disdained sniff. "Well, we couldn't have you tarnish the family name anymore! You had already done enough damage with how childish you were acting."

Lucius stared at Mrs Nightwalker. Was this how he acted towards Draco? Was this why Draco was always so keen to stay with Ebony and Harry?

Draco looked at Aunt Ebony. Was this why Aunt Ebony always stood up for him when his father yelled at him? Because she knew how it felt?

Aunt Ebony growled at Lucius. "They better be the only vampires here!"

Lucius looked at her nervously. "Um…funny thing…I sort of invited a few other vampires…"

Aunt Ebony's eye twitched and Harry, Sirius and Remus had to hold her back.

"What do you mean there are other vampires here?!" she shrieked.

"Now, now, Miss Ebony," a smooth voice cut into their conversation. "Do try to lower your voice, you don't want to create a scene in front of all these humans."

Ebony's head snapped up. "Darien?! What are you doing here?!"

Darien smirked. "I was invited. Why are you here? Gatecrashing?"

She glared at him, to angry to be embarrassed or shy. "My godson is one of the reasons for this party! He got his Hogwarts letter!"

Darien's eyebrow quirked. "Oh?"

"Yes! Lilly's son! You know, the one who said you weren't that bad to look at?"

Darien smirked again and nodded. "Yes, I do believe I remember her. She was the one who sent that human with the porcupine head who caught us in that…interesting position."

Ebony flinched and buried her face in her hands. How could this evening get any worse?

"Ebony, dear, you didn't tell me you knew The Prince of Vampires!" her mother's screechy voice cut into her thoughts.

Of course.

Ebony peeked out from between her fingers at her mother.

"I don't. I mean, not really. He came for a visitor day at Hogwarts."

"Oh, well, any friend of my daughter is a friend of mine!" Her mother let out a girlish high pitched giggle.

Only Ebony was paying close enough attention to see Darien flinch slightly.

"Great, great, listen, mother, I'm going to go with my friends and godson," Ebony growled at her. "I would say it's been swell, but really, it's been hell."

"Wait a moment, young lady!" Mrs Nightwalker shrilled at her. "While we're here, we must talk to you!"

Ebony let out a groan. "What now, mother?!"

Mrs Nightwalker drew herself up to her full height (which wasn't very tall, about a head taller than Harry). "As your parents, we demand you come back! You must fulfil your duty as a vampire and get married!"

Ebony let out a small shriek, Sirius choked on his punch, Remus accidently crushed his cup, Harry gasped, and even Darien let out a small, surprised cough.

"You demand?" Ebony snarled at her, disbelievingly. "I see you after god knows how many years, and you try to demand I come back to get married?! I went to Hogwarts to get away from an arranged marriage!"

Mrs Nightwalker let out an equally disbelievingly snarl. "You dare to disobey your parents?! You must come back! There is nothing here for you in the human world!"

Ebony let out a sarcastic laugh. "Um, earth to mother! I have a godson I have to take care of!"

Mrs Nightwalker sneered. "Oh, yes, I see your precious human godson! Not only do you ruin the family name by attending a magic school, but you insist on dragging it further into the mud by taking care of a human!"

Ebony growled, her eyes glowing dangerously. "Don't you talk about Harry that way!"

As the mother and daughter were arguing, the onlookers were looking from one to the other like a tennis match. It was unclear who would win this battle of wills as, even though Ebony had inherited her father's looks, she also inherited her mother's stubborn personality.

Ebony finally had enough, and stormed out of the ball room, her mother following her.

"Um…" Harry blinked. "I see there's no lost love between them…"

"Ebony and my wife have never been that close," Mr Nightwalker finally spoke up. His voice seemed to radiate power and energy. "It might have something to do with the fact that my wife would often drop her on the head as a baby."

"Lovely," muttered Sirius. Suddenly, a small explosion was heard, and Mrs Nightwalker came flying through one of the walls. She stood up and brushed off her dress, before turning back to a glaring Ebony outside.

"Don't you dare hit me!" shrieked Mrs Nightwalker. "I am your mother!"

"I'm not even sure anymore!" shrieked Ebony back. "You sure as hell don't act like it!"

"Watch your language! A Nightwalker does not curse!"

"That's it!" Ebony yelled. "I'm leaving! Sirius, Remus, Harry, I'll see you at home. Yes, Harry, you may go find your friends now."

She apparated on the spot, the sound of her mother's shrieks ringing in her ears.