Dear Harry,
I want to congratulate you on your marriage to Parvati. Although I did not particularily like her throughout school, I will do my best to be civil, which, after all if Seamus can do it, why can't I? I also feel that I owe it to Lily to be good to Parvati, as do you. I love you and Lily dearly, and I hope in time Parvati will become one of my good friends.
I'll be seeing you soon,
Love, Hermione
Harry picked up the letter and held it in his hand. It weighed no more than a letter from the dentist, or Mrs Weasley, yet it held his entire future in its contents. He sat very still, as though the solution would be scared away by sudden movements, however nothing came and he jumped up suddenly, causing his chair to clatter across the floor.
"What's the matter Harry?" Sirius said, looking up from the map he was making.
"Where's my wife?"
"I don't know."
"Sirius, how can I prove to Lily that Parvati was the right woman for me?"
"You knocked over the chair to ask me that?"
"Sirius. Please."
"You should start by having people over here all the time like you always did. Lily feeds off that and if she thinks for a minute that Pastrami-"
"Parvati."
"Potputrri, is interupting her life as she knows it she'll go into convulsions. Second off, don't have another kid until she's ready for it."
"Parvati wants a baby."
"Pepperoni can have a baby later.
"Sirius, could you atleast be so CIVIL as to pronounce her NAME properly?"
"Fine. PARVATI, needs to understand that your first priority is your daughter. She is your first priority, right?"
"Your mother would have liked Parvati." Lupin said mildly. "She's practical, but at the same time very feminine."
Harry looked at the letter for a while longer. If Hermione could learn to like Parvati then Lily could too. "I'm going to North York." He said decisively.
~*~
Harry walked up to the front desk, still holding the letter. "Where is Hermione Granger staying?"
"The Rose Room, love. Would you like me to show you?"
"Thank you." Harry followed the old woman down the hall past rooms like "The Garden Path" and "Shady Fern".
"She's booked this whole block of rooms." The old witch said. "Are you Harry Potter?"
"Uh. Yeah."
"Of course. You have your mothers eyes. So Lily is in the Lily Room." The woman paused and giggled. Harry ahemed and she moved on. "And Hermione is in the Rose Room, her daughter is in the Trillium Room, and the boy refused to be in a room named after a flower, so he sleeps on the balcony."
"Thanks." Harry said. He still hadn't figured out why people felt the need to explain everything to him.
"Of course dear." She patted his cheek and hobbled back down the hall. Harry turned and knocked on the door of the Rose Room. Hermione popped her head out and smiled.
"Come in. I didn't expect you here." Harry walked into the room, done entirely in shades of pink.
"I got your letter." Harry said, stepping in the doorway onto the pink carpet.
"Yes. I expected you would." Hermione looked up into his eyes and waited.
"How can I make Lily feel the same way?"
"Well, you need to make this marriage exist in a healthy enviroment." Hermione took a deep breath..she was heating up. "You have to meet Lily's needs, but at the same time compromise with Parvati. What this obviously means is spending as much time with Parvati during the school year as possible, making Christmas a family time, and then making the summer a time for doing what Lily wants." Harry had the vague overwhelming feeling that he probably should be writing this down.
I want to congratulate you on your marriage to Parvati. Although I did not particularily like her throughout school, I will do my best to be civil, which, after all if Seamus can do it, why can't I? I also feel that I owe it to Lily to be good to Parvati, as do you. I love you and Lily dearly, and I hope in time Parvati will become one of my good friends.
I'll be seeing you soon,
Love, Hermione
Harry picked up the letter and held it in his hand. It weighed no more than a letter from the dentist, or Mrs Weasley, yet it held his entire future in its contents. He sat very still, as though the solution would be scared away by sudden movements, however nothing came and he jumped up suddenly, causing his chair to clatter across the floor.
"What's the matter Harry?" Sirius said, looking up from the map he was making.
"Where's my wife?"
"I don't know."
"Sirius, how can I prove to Lily that Parvati was the right woman for me?"
"You knocked over the chair to ask me that?"
"Sirius. Please."
"You should start by having people over here all the time like you always did. Lily feeds off that and if she thinks for a minute that Pastrami-"
"Parvati."
"Potputrri, is interupting her life as she knows it she'll go into convulsions. Second off, don't have another kid until she's ready for it."
"Parvati wants a baby."
"Pepperoni can have a baby later.
"Sirius, could you atleast be so CIVIL as to pronounce her NAME properly?"
"Fine. PARVATI, needs to understand that your first priority is your daughter. She is your first priority, right?"
"Your mother would have liked Parvati." Lupin said mildly. "She's practical, but at the same time very feminine."
Harry looked at the letter for a while longer. If Hermione could learn to like Parvati then Lily could too. "I'm going to North York." He said decisively.
~*~
Harry walked up to the front desk, still holding the letter. "Where is Hermione Granger staying?"
"The Rose Room, love. Would you like me to show you?"
"Thank you." Harry followed the old woman down the hall past rooms like "The Garden Path" and "Shady Fern".
"She's booked this whole block of rooms." The old witch said. "Are you Harry Potter?"
"Uh. Yeah."
"Of course. You have your mothers eyes. So Lily is in the Lily Room." The woman paused and giggled. Harry ahemed and she moved on. "And Hermione is in the Rose Room, her daughter is in the Trillium Room, and the boy refused to be in a room named after a flower, so he sleeps on the balcony."
"Thanks." Harry said. He still hadn't figured out why people felt the need to explain everything to him.
"Of course dear." She patted his cheek and hobbled back down the hall. Harry turned and knocked on the door of the Rose Room. Hermione popped her head out and smiled.
"Come in. I didn't expect you here." Harry walked into the room, done entirely in shades of pink.
"I got your letter." Harry said, stepping in the doorway onto the pink carpet.
"Yes. I expected you would." Hermione looked up into his eyes and waited.
"How can I make Lily feel the same way?"
"Well, you need to make this marriage exist in a healthy enviroment." Hermione took a deep breath..she was heating up. "You have to meet Lily's needs, but at the same time compromise with Parvati. What this obviously means is spending as much time with Parvati during the school year as possible, making Christmas a family time, and then making the summer a time for doing what Lily wants." Harry had the vague overwhelming feeling that he probably should be writing this down.