Chapter 3
"Quite down class, quiet down. Now today we are learning the easy way to make a healing potion." Professor Malfoy explained. "Now Drake would you be so kind as to get the dried nettles from my cabinet?"
"Sure thing Dad." Drake answered as he ran off into the Potions office.
"Professor can I help with this one? I work with my mom all the time." Asked Viktor.
"Of course, we all know your mother in the hospital wing. Weasley knock it off or your father will hear about this."
"Yes Professor." They had fighting over the fact that there was such thing as a Wibbledink. Everyone but Rebecca knew that the Quibbler was pure nonsense.
"Here dad, they were a little hard to find. Get Mom to organize that office of yours."
"I might have to do that. Thank you."
"Now class…" And so the class went on. Drake kept reminding his father to get his mother to organize the place. Everyone knew that Professor Malfoy couldn't remember anything unless reminded time and time again. The class went by fast and they didn't finish that day. The Professor put a time freezing spell on all the cauldrons so they could finish the next day. After everyone left Malfoy saw a note from his son about the office.
"That little rascal thinks out every detail. Accio wife"
Before she knew it, there she was. Mrs. Malfoy was confused and speechless as she wondered where she was. She turned around and there was her husband with a smirk on his face.
"Draco I'm gonna get you for this. I told you not to summon me without warning." She complained as she set herself on his lap.
"Sorry Gin, it was your son's idea. He wants you to organize this place for me. Kid couldn't find the dried nettles in here. Come to think of it, neither can I."
"Well couldn't you just ask me later? I'm always in the library. Well, almost always" Ginny said glaring at her husband. All she got out of him was yet another of his famous shrugs.
"So, how is Sami doing in quidditch?"
"You know how she is nowadays, can't keep her mind off that Ryan kid. You know the Ravenclaw seeker. Gin you need to talk to her."
"I know I should but I think I'll wait till she knows I've noticed. That'll make it more fun."
"Fine, Ill tell Harry about his son."
"Now now, don't be too hard on the kid. You don't want to seem over protective;" Not to mention paranoid. Ginny thought to herself. "I think he's a nice young man. Not too smart for her and not stupid. Wouldn't call him the handsomest person in the world but he's not ugly. Good mind, keeps things straight. He's perfect for her." No Sami only the names and the paranoid part were referenced to us. I'm not trying to compliment myself
"Yeah well, I'll keep my eye on him."
