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We walked back into the entrance hall, and were greeted by my father's friend Draco Malfoy; his wife, Virginia Weasley-Malfoy; and their four children, Dimitri, Danielle, Julius, and Carter. Dimitri was Siri's age and would be starting Hogwarts this year, Danielle was seven, and Julius and Carter were twins, age five.
"Good afternoon, Uncle Draco." My siblings and I greeted, "Good afternoon, Aunt Virginia."
"Hello, children." They greeted us, and then Father sent Uncle Draco's children and us upstairs so that the adults could talk. We did as we were told, and the eight of us went upstairs to Draco and Lucas's bedroom.
"Dimitri, are you excited about starting Hogwarts?" Lucas asked Dimitri.
Dimitri nodded. "Yes. We got my letter last week, but haven't yet gone to Diagon Alley. Mum and Father said we will go soon though. When are you going to go?"
"Father hasn't said yet," I replied. "It'll have to be soon, though."
Draco looked over at the twins and Danielle, who were jumping on his bed. "Do they do that often?" He asked Dimitri, laughing.
"Yes." Dimitri scowled. "Father doesn't like it much, but Mum says they're just being children."
"Look, Dimi!" squealed Julius, who was trying to do a flip in mid-air but only succeeded in doing a somersault.
"That's great, Jul. Can you please stop jumping on Draco's bed now?"
"Aw, you're no fun, Dimitri!" Danielle said as she flopped back down.
"Yeah, no fun!" Carter piped in.
Julius jumped off the bed, landing hard on the floor, and he only giggled when Dimitri glared at him. A few seconds later, Uncle Draco peeped in.
"Everything okay in here?" He asked, looking around.
"Danielle and the twins were jumping on Draco's bed, Father." Dimitri said.
Uncle Draco glanced at his youngest children, raising a brow. "None of that, please, children." He said.
"Yes, Daddy." Three little voices said in unison.
"We'll be leaving soon, children." Uncle Draco said before going back downstairs.
"Dimitri, if you'd like, I can ask Father is you can come to Diagon Alley with us when we go." I suggested to my 'cousin'.
"Do you think he'd mind?"
"I'm sure it would be fine, Dimitri. We'll ask your parents tonight before you leave." Draco said.
Dimitri smiled. "All right." He looked over at his siblings, who were bouncing again on the bed. He scowled again, and we all laughed. We sat talking about Hogwarts until Aunt Virginia came up.
"Children, come. We're leaving." She said in her soft voice.
Danielle, Carter, and Julius jumped from the bed and all of us headed downstairs.
Father, Grandfather, and Uncle Draco were now waiting in the Entrance Hall.
"Father, Uncle Draco, if I may ask a question before you leave?" Draco nodded to Uncle Draco.
"Go ahead, son." Father said.
"May Dimitri come with us when we go to Diagon Alley?"
Father looked to Uncle Draco and Aunt Virginia, who both nodded. Then, almost unnoticeably, Father glanced to Grandfather, who inclined his head very slightly. This went unnoticed by the other children, but I could see a look of slight confusion on the face of my elder brother.
"That will be fine." Father told Draco. He then turned to Uncle Draco. "I will let you and Virginia know when we will be going."
Uncle Draco nodded with a smile. "All right." He turned to Grandfather. "Severus. It was nice to see you again."
Grandfather nodded. "That it was, Draco. That it was."
Uncle Draco smiled and he, Aunt Virginia, and the children left.
Later that evening, as we were all eating dinner, a tawny owl swooped in through an open window and landed next to Grandfather. Grandfather relieved the owl of its burden and it hooted once before taking flight again.
"It's from Hogwarts." He said.
"The children have already received their Hogwarts letters." Father said slowly.
"No, no, it's for me. It's from Minerva."
"What does it say, sir?" Father asked.
Grandfather's face broke into a smile. "That little.." he said softly, in amusement, to himself.
"What is it, Grandfather?" I asked.
"It would appear that young Virginia Weasley-Malfoy is leaving Howarts and Minerva is in need of a replacement Potions master."
"And Minerva is offering you the position?" Asked Father.
"Indeed." Grandfather replied.
"Are you going to take it, Grandfather?" Draco asked.
"I don't know, my boy. I am inclined to accept.." he said pensively. "What do you children think?"
"I think you should accept, Grandfather." Lucas said in his superior tone.
"I agree, Grandfather." Siri said timidly.
Draco looked at me and I nodded, as did he. "Remylia and I agree with Lucas and Siri" he said.
"Then I suppose that is my answer. I shall go and owl Minerva now." Grandfather said, with a smile at all of us.
That night, as we sat in the library studying, I took the opportunity to talk to Draco "Draco?" I asked quietly.
"Yes, Remy?" He looked up from his Defense Against the Dark Arts book.
"What do you really think about Grandfather?" I questioned.
Draco sighed slightly and sat his quill down. "It's only been one day, Rem."
"I know.."
"He seems to be a lot different than how Father said he used to be. I think now, that he has a chance, he's trying to right all the wrongs he's done over the years. I think he's afraid to some extent, however, to let himself completely change. As long as we give him some time, I'm sure he'll be fine."
I smiled at him. "You're right Draco."
"Thank you." He said.
"Now, Mr. Potions Master," I said teasingly, "care to help your ignorant little sister?"
"Sure," he grinned. "With what?" He looked over at my paper.
"Professor Weasley assigned two feet on the Glamorie Potion, and I'm at a complete loss." I showed him.
"Oh, that's easy," he said, flipping through my book until he found the right page. "See, the Glamorie Potion is unique because of its varying affects and uses. Depending on how you use the potion, it'll do different things."
He went on to explain the affects of the potion, stopping occasionally to answer my questions. Inwardly, I smiled. My brother would make a great teacher someday if he chose to be.
It was around nine-thirty that Father came in and told us to go to bed. After telling him and Grandfather goodnight, that is exactly what we did. The day had given me much to think about, and it took a while before I actually fell asleep.
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Well, there you have it! Chapter four! :)
We walked back into the entrance hall, and were greeted by my father's friend Draco Malfoy; his wife, Virginia Weasley-Malfoy; and their four children, Dimitri, Danielle, Julius, and Carter. Dimitri was Siri's age and would be starting Hogwarts this year, Danielle was seven, and Julius and Carter were twins, age five.
"Good afternoon, Uncle Draco." My siblings and I greeted, "Good afternoon, Aunt Virginia."
"Hello, children." They greeted us, and then Father sent Uncle Draco's children and us upstairs so that the adults could talk. We did as we were told, and the eight of us went upstairs to Draco and Lucas's bedroom.
"Dimitri, are you excited about starting Hogwarts?" Lucas asked Dimitri.
Dimitri nodded. "Yes. We got my letter last week, but haven't yet gone to Diagon Alley. Mum and Father said we will go soon though. When are you going to go?"
"Father hasn't said yet," I replied. "It'll have to be soon, though."
Draco looked over at the twins and Danielle, who were jumping on his bed. "Do they do that often?" He asked Dimitri, laughing.
"Yes." Dimitri scowled. "Father doesn't like it much, but Mum says they're just being children."
"Look, Dimi!" squealed Julius, who was trying to do a flip in mid-air but only succeeded in doing a somersault.
"That's great, Jul. Can you please stop jumping on Draco's bed now?"
"Aw, you're no fun, Dimitri!" Danielle said as she flopped back down.
"Yeah, no fun!" Carter piped in.
Julius jumped off the bed, landing hard on the floor, and he only giggled when Dimitri glared at him. A few seconds later, Uncle Draco peeped in.
"Everything okay in here?" He asked, looking around.
"Danielle and the twins were jumping on Draco's bed, Father." Dimitri said.
Uncle Draco glanced at his youngest children, raising a brow. "None of that, please, children." He said.
"Yes, Daddy." Three little voices said in unison.
"We'll be leaving soon, children." Uncle Draco said before going back downstairs.
"Dimitri, if you'd like, I can ask Father is you can come to Diagon Alley with us when we go." I suggested to my 'cousin'.
"Do you think he'd mind?"
"I'm sure it would be fine, Dimitri. We'll ask your parents tonight before you leave." Draco said.
Dimitri smiled. "All right." He looked over at his siblings, who were bouncing again on the bed. He scowled again, and we all laughed. We sat talking about Hogwarts until Aunt Virginia came up.
"Children, come. We're leaving." She said in her soft voice.
Danielle, Carter, and Julius jumped from the bed and all of us headed downstairs.
Father, Grandfather, and Uncle Draco were now waiting in the Entrance Hall.
"Father, Uncle Draco, if I may ask a question before you leave?" Draco nodded to Uncle Draco.
"Go ahead, son." Father said.
"May Dimitri come with us when we go to Diagon Alley?"
Father looked to Uncle Draco and Aunt Virginia, who both nodded. Then, almost unnoticeably, Father glanced to Grandfather, who inclined his head very slightly. This went unnoticed by the other children, but I could see a look of slight confusion on the face of my elder brother.
"That will be fine." Father told Draco. He then turned to Uncle Draco. "I will let you and Virginia know when we will be going."
Uncle Draco nodded with a smile. "All right." He turned to Grandfather. "Severus. It was nice to see you again."
Grandfather nodded. "That it was, Draco. That it was."
Uncle Draco smiled and he, Aunt Virginia, and the children left.
Later that evening, as we were all eating dinner, a tawny owl swooped in through an open window and landed next to Grandfather. Grandfather relieved the owl of its burden and it hooted once before taking flight again.
"It's from Hogwarts." He said.
"The children have already received their Hogwarts letters." Father said slowly.
"No, no, it's for me. It's from Minerva."
"What does it say, sir?" Father asked.
Grandfather's face broke into a smile. "That little.." he said softly, in amusement, to himself.
"What is it, Grandfather?" I asked.
"It would appear that young Virginia Weasley-Malfoy is leaving Howarts and Minerva is in need of a replacement Potions master."
"And Minerva is offering you the position?" Asked Father.
"Indeed." Grandfather replied.
"Are you going to take it, Grandfather?" Draco asked.
"I don't know, my boy. I am inclined to accept.." he said pensively. "What do you children think?"
"I think you should accept, Grandfather." Lucas said in his superior tone.
"I agree, Grandfather." Siri said timidly.
Draco looked at me and I nodded, as did he. "Remylia and I agree with Lucas and Siri" he said.
"Then I suppose that is my answer. I shall go and owl Minerva now." Grandfather said, with a smile at all of us.
That night, as we sat in the library studying, I took the opportunity to talk to Draco "Draco?" I asked quietly.
"Yes, Remy?" He looked up from his Defense Against the Dark Arts book.
"What do you really think about Grandfather?" I questioned.
Draco sighed slightly and sat his quill down. "It's only been one day, Rem."
"I know.."
"He seems to be a lot different than how Father said he used to be. I think now, that he has a chance, he's trying to right all the wrongs he's done over the years. I think he's afraid to some extent, however, to let himself completely change. As long as we give him some time, I'm sure he'll be fine."
I smiled at him. "You're right Draco."
"Thank you." He said.
"Now, Mr. Potions Master," I said teasingly, "care to help your ignorant little sister?"
"Sure," he grinned. "With what?" He looked over at my paper.
"Professor Weasley assigned two feet on the Glamorie Potion, and I'm at a complete loss." I showed him.
"Oh, that's easy," he said, flipping through my book until he found the right page. "See, the Glamorie Potion is unique because of its varying affects and uses. Depending on how you use the potion, it'll do different things."
He went on to explain the affects of the potion, stopping occasionally to answer my questions. Inwardly, I smiled. My brother would make a great teacher someday if he chose to be.
It was around nine-thirty that Father came in and told us to go to bed. After telling him and Grandfather goodnight, that is exactly what we did. The day had given me much to think about, and it took a while before I actually fell asleep.
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Well, there you have it! Chapter four! :)