A/N: Sorry its taken so long to get this up - I'm ill sobs I don't really know whats wrong but I've been off school the past 4 days, which means no brainstorming in Philosophy. My father had the audacity to suggest that my ill had something to do with my recent activities in Holland (tehehe)...as if, I never drink excessively or stay up all night to say goodbye to certain guys. The reason I chose Falmouth Falcons, is because the guy I got with in Holland lives in Falmouth, as does my brother, and its such a cool place. Totally beautiful. Anyway, despite the fact its shortish, I'm quite fond of it because it includes development of the kids, especially for the James/Lissy fans - but remember, they're only 11.
Just booked my tickets to see Goblet of Fire on Saturday, yay! Thanks for the reviews and enjoy the chapter!
"Merlin…" Blaise breathed as Draco finished telling him the truth. Draco merely raised his eyebrows and gulped down some more mead. It had taken a fair few measures of firewhisky before he'd summoned up the courage to meet Blaise in the Leaky Cauldron and tell him why he was free. "I…I'm sorry Draco, for having a go at you before…I never thought, never realized…"
"I'm sorry for not having the guts to tell you. I thought I could move on whilst blocking out the past but I can't. People know now and I feel better for it."
"People know? You've gone public?" Blaise was astounded.
"No…no." Draco chuckled softly. "I can't see the general public being quite so accepting. I've told you, Hermione and I told Potter and Ginny, when the time comes I will tell the twins…I'm sorry for keeping this from you Blaise. Sincerely…"
"Draco…its okay. I'm glad that we've finally cleared the air. I'm glad I've got my best friend back after over a decade. Now, what's say we do what we haven't done since we were seventeen and go watch some Quidditch."
"Falcons are playing Portree this Friday…can you get the time off?"
"Don't think I'm on duty. You're on mate."
Draco grinned and raised his glass. "To the old times…" Half the people in the pub turned to look at him, and half of them began searching for their wands. "Quidditch people, Quidditch." He chuckled as he and Blaise finished their pints and made for the door.
"Strange, this place is quiet…too quiet…" Milla commented as she, Frankie and Zara clambered back through the portrait hole after a long day in Hogsmeade shopping.
"Yeah…" Frankie looked uncertain as she flopped down onto a sofa, as she did so the large majority of Gryffindor house jumped up, setting off fireworks and screaming together. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY MILLA!"
Milla giggled softly as Jake and Ed hugged her. "Guys, you shouldn't have…" Charlie, stood next to them, winked and using his wand revealed stacks of Butterbeer and treats from the kitchens. "Thanks." She grinned and hugged her younger brothers again.
"Don't thank us, thank them…" Ed gestured to where Anna, James and Lissy stood grinning sheepishly by the stairs to the boys dormitories. "It was all their idea. They were jealous of you guys going into Hogsmeade so I told them to create some of there own fun, for once they decided not to play some cunning prank and instead channeled their creative energy into something useful."
"Wow, that was eloquent Ed." Lissy teased as she handed Milla a chocolate éclair – her favourite. "Almost sounds as if you practiced that speech." Ed blushed and tickled Lissy fiercely until she splashed him with Butterbeer.
"Unnecessary Liss, unnecessary." He chuckled and walked off to get some more food.
"This was seriously your idea?" Milla questioned the younger trio through a mouthful of cream and pastry.
"Milla, that's gross." Anna wrinkled her nose and poked her cousin in the stomach.
"Yeah, well…it's my birthday; I'm allowed to be a pig."
"It was mostly Lissy's idea actually." James shrugged as he collapsed into an armchair and reached for some Every Flavour Beans, resting his legs over the arm of the chair.
"James, come on take some of the credit. It was you who suggested the bright pink cake and decorations…" She winked and settled herself on his stomach; frowning James grabbed an éclair and dug his finger into the cream. Lissy screwed up her face in mock disgust as he stuck a blob on the tip of her nose. Sticking her tongue out she managed to get the cream off and swallowed it happily. James chuckled and passed her the rest of the éclair, watching with a slightly amused expression as she licked out the rest of the cream with her tongue.
"I think our seats are just down here, where we always used to go…" Blaise nudged Draco as they entered the magnificent Falmouth Falcons Quidditch stadium, it overlooked the Carrick Roads and the stunning Pendennis Castle. Draco took a deep breath, inhaling the familiar smell. Falcons had been his favourite team as a youngest and he and his father had watched games regularly. "Yep, right here." Blaise said, settling himself down and taking a swig of Butterbeer.
"Brilliant." Draco smirked, they were prime seats, they didn't come cheap but it wasn't as if Draco was short of money. He turned round to survey the stadium and frowned slightly as he saw Harry and Ron making their down towards him accompanied by what Draco presumed was another Weasley brother.
"Malfoy…" Harry spoke softly, it was the first time they had met without their wives calming presence. "Zabini."
"Potter." Blaise nodded.
"Don't tell me, Ginny suggested that you go and watch the Falcons game?" Draco raised a knowing eyebrow and Harry laughed.
"I wondered if there was an ulterior motive." He chuckled and sat down next to Draco who passed him a Butterbeer – each prime box came with a selection of drinks. "Cheers. I don't think you know Ron's older brother, Bill, do you?" Draco shook his head and stood up to shake the man's hand. "Bill, Draco Malfoy, Draco, Bill Weasley."
Bill nodded and sat down. "A definite ulterior motive, especially as Ginny's dumped Sirius and Lily at Mum's and she, Fleur and Hermione were sat in my living room with a large selection of magazines, wine and chocolate when I left."
"Girls night in…" Ron rolled his eyes.
"Better make this a proper boy's night out then." Blaise winked and passed Ron and Bill drinks; the guys all laughed and clinked their bottles together as the teams raced onto the pitch.
Milla rested her head on Andreas Jordan's shoulder and giggled softly. "Do you think we should wake them up?" He questioned, nodding towards where Lissy and James were curled up in the armchair, fast asleep, Lissy's head resting on James' chest and his arm wrapped protectively around her shoulders.
"Nah, let them rest. They were running round like house elves earlier organizing this lot for you."
"Andy, don't use that expression." She swatted at him playfully.
"I won't again if you kiss me goodnight?" Andreas, the tall son of Lee Jordan and Katie Bell, pulled Milla round gently so that her head was resting against his broad chest. Milla rolled her eyes but tilted her fine featured face upwards, her eyelids fluttering shut as Andreas leant down slowly, their lips meeting in a soft kiss.
"Eeeeeww, Milla! That's gross!" They broke apart as James opened his eyes to see his elder cousin wrapping her arms around Andreas to pull him closer. Grabbing a half eaten cake from the table he threw it as hard as he could at her head. Lissy blinked a few times, adjusting to the scene before her before following James' lead and reaching for more leftovers as Andreas growled under his breath and pulled James from the chair, causing Lissy to fall with a thump onto the floor.
"Ouch…" She rubbed her forehead absently as Milla leant against a table, arms folded and chuckling slightly.
"Oh no you don't, Potter…" Andreas laughed and swung James over his shoulder as the younger boy reached for more ammunition, he began to trudge up the boys staircase as Milla guided Lissy upstairs, the younger girl was already half asleep again.
"You like him…" Lissy commented as Milla followed her up the spiral stairs.
"Quick on the uptake aren't you, Malfoy?"
"Yup," Lissy poked her tongue out and opened her dormitory door. "Night Milla, Happy Birthday."
"Night Lissy, thanks." Milla grinned as the young girl disappeared, she continued up the staircase before pausing and tiptoeing back downstairs to find Andreas already stood, smirking slightly, leaning against the wall by the fireplace.
"You came back…" She raised an eyebrow.
"I always do." He grinned sheepishly and lowered his head to look into Milla's sparkling eyes. "Happy Birthday Milla…"
You got me dancing and crying
Running and flying
Love don't let me go
"Good match?" Hermione questioned as Draco slipped into bed beside her.
"Mmmm. Potter won." He mumbled as he curled up around her.
"Excuse me?"
"Potter…the bet…had to buy everyone firewhisky…Weasley, funny lad…" Draco muttered incoherently before rolling on his back and starting to snore loudly. Hermione rolled her eyes, muttered a silencing spell and grinned into her pillow, glad that Draco was allowing himself fun again.
You got me dancing and crying
Running and flying
Love don't let me go