It was just after eleven at night when the Order has called in for the night after a long meeting, which had been interrupted when Harry, Shacklebolt, and a few others had to report to Tanbry Gardens for a mass murder. Mostly everyone had left with the exception of Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Draco. Hermione and Ron had volunteered to stay behind to help clean up the dining room where the Order met, as they trusted Rose to hold down the flat for a few hours and make sure none of the boys got in trouble.

"Thanks again for letting Al stay over at your place," said Ginny, as she and Hermione were cleaning up the dining room table.

"Of course," said Hermione. "Rose and Scorpius were thrilled to have him over - Oh, what this?" Hermione, now entering her final trimester, was now having issues reaching down to the ground. However, Ginny knew better than to interfere and merely stood back as Hermione slowly knelt to the ground to pick up the item, a mechanical hippogriff.

"That belongs to the twins," said Ginny, shaking her head at her youngest sons' antics.

"Where do you want me to put it?" asked Hermione, reaching out her arm for Ginny's support to help her up.

"Just give it to Gornie or Chessa," said Ginny. "They can put it back - "

"Wait, Ron!" said Hermione, seeing her husband walk by as he nibbled on a biscuit. "Can you put this upstairs in the twins' room?"

"Um, sure?" said Ron, as Hermione waddled over to him and shoved the toy in his arms. A slow learner, Ron knew by the fourth pregnancy that it was best not to ask questions or decline to follow an order from his wife.

Ron, with the hippogriff toy in hand, walked up to the first floor. However, before he made his way up to the first floor, he wanted to see the tapestry. One of the thins he and Hermione were struggling with was naming their baby. Both of them were convinced they were having a boy, but were stuck on names. At one point, Hermione suggested giving the baby the name "Ronald," which Ron immediately shut down. So needless to say, Ron was desperate for a new name.

Ron opened the door to the room, which was an office for Harry to use when he was home. To his surprise, Ron saw Draco standing in the center of the room, looking at the portraits.

"Oh, Malfoy," said Ron, mumbling awkwardly.

"Weasley," said Draco, slightly amused by Ron's reaction. "What's that?"

"This? Um...it's belongs to my nephews," said Ron. "The twins."

"Ah, yes," said Draco. "The ones that are always climbing something at the platform."

"Yeah," laughed Ron. "They are a handful."

"They're just like..." said Draco, however he realized that the statement he was about to make may be one that would bring pain to Ron.

"Fred and George," said Ron, finishing the statement. For a while, Ron and Draco stood in silence. It was strange for the former rivals to be in the same room together and having a civil conversation. Ron realized that Draco wanted to make amends for all of the horrid things he had done. Perhaps Ron could give a little forgiveness to Draco. After all, he managed to raise a good kid like Scorpius, so Draco can't be that bad anymore.

"I've never seen this tree before," said Draco. "Mother told me about it, but I didn't expect it to be so expansive."

"Yeah," said Ron, rather awkwardly. "Um, it's a nice tree."

Draco looked at Ron with raised eyebrows, but declined to say anything as he noticed Ron's cheeks blushing.

"That's my mother, right there," said Draco, pointing to his mother's portrait. "And her parents...my aunt Bellatrix...and I guess that the charred portrait is my aunt Andromeda, which means that me and Lupin's wife were cousins."

"Wicked," said Ron, realizing how small the wizarding world truly is. "And that makes Teddy your second cousin."

"Who?" asked Draco.

"Teddy Lupin," said Ron. "That was Lupin and Tonks' son."

"Her name was Tonks?" asked Draco.

"Well, Nymphadora," said Ron. "But everyone called her Tonks."

"Right," said Draco. "Shame I didn't get to meet my cousin, properly. I finally met Aunt Andromeda after Scorpius was born, although it take her a while to trust me. Since Mother refused to even say her sister's name in our home, I'm going to guess that anyone who's face has been charred is not welcomed in the Black family?"

"You'd be correct," said Ron, walking towards one of the portraits. "Here, see this one here? That's Cedrella Black, my grandmother. She married my grandfather Septimus Weasley, my dad's dad. Her family didn't approve of the marriage since Septimus was a blood traitor, so they disowned her. They never met my dad or my uncles."

"Sounds like the Black family I know," said Draco, shaking his head. "The family motto is toujours pur. Very original."

It was astonishing to Ron how close he and Draco truly were. Their families were separated by a few degrees, yet they each had drastically different paths. Ron's family was poor, shunned, and misunderstood for their support of Muggles, but now they were revered as the most important family in the Wizarding World. Meanwhile, Draco's family was rich and feared then despised and now well respected.

"It was all stupid," said Draco, with a tinge of anger on his tone. "The whole blood purity thing. My parents never came around to Muggles in the end; they just didn't want Voldemort to destroy our family. Astoria's the one who saved me. She changed me, Weasley. She gave me the most beautiful boy in the world, all while risking her own health."

"What's wrong with Astoria?" asked Ron, never hearing about this before.

"Astoria has some unidentifiable blood curse," said Draco. "It's been in her family for generations. Ever since Scorpius's birth, she's getting weaker each year. She should have been dead by Scorpius's fourth year, but she was determined to see him pass his O.W.L.S. When she made it to that date, she was talking about seeing him pass his N.E.W.T.S. That's the kind of person she is - she thinks about everyone else but herself. And it's not just me and Scorpius she thinks about, she thinks about people she's never met before. That's the kind of person I wanted to be, and that's the kind of person she made me."

Ron noticed that tears were forming in Draco's eyes. Gently, Ron put his hand on Draco's shoulder and gave Draco a lopsided smile.

"We'll find her," said Ron. "We'll make sure she sees him one more time."