The unexpected visitor.

"Draco," she mumbled and rolled over in the big four-poster bed. "there's someone knocking on the door."

Draco grunted. "He's your son!" he groaned.

"I'm not talking about Lucas," she whispered tiredly back in his ear. "the knockings."

"She's your daughter!" he answered and turned away from her only to the next second being hit by an extremely hard pillow.

"The DOOR!" she exclaimed, and pushed him out of the bed. "Knockings!"

He swore as he got up on his feet and put on a pair of jeans. The knocking had been replaced by a pounding by now, and he hurried irritated to the door.

"Yeah alright," he said and opened. "what's the-"

He didn't make it further. He was wrapped in in a friendly hug that endured for seconds, and when finally released he astonished found himself staring into a very familiar face.

"Blaise Zabini!" he exclaimed, and now it was his turn to wrap his arms around the man in front of him. "You bloody bastard how did you find me?"

The dark-haired man smirked. "I'm the Potions teacher," he said confident. "it gave me a lead over all the others who wants to see you."

"It's that crazy?" Draco said and sighed. "I thought it would all be forgotten by now."

"You've been gone for ten years Draco. What did you think would happen when you just show up like this?"

Draco laughed and showed Blaise to enter. The small family was living at Hogwarts until they had gotten everything cleared out with capital, inheritances and such. He closed the door and showed his friend the way to the kitchen where they sat down by the table.

Blaise cleared his throat. "So, you haven't read the prophet yet?" he asked and leaned back.

"Well no," Draco answered and waved with his wand for the kitchen to prepare breakfast. "I was just pushed out of bed to open the door. What about the prophet?"

Blaise gave him a glance as he brought the paper out of his robes and placed it on the table. "I defiantly thought it was April 1st when I saw it this morning." he said and watched Draco shake his head amazed.

"It's unbelievable," he said and grabbed his cup of coffee from midair. "No one knew, except us and McGonagall."

"Well, you know what they say about the wizarding world, it's magical." Blaise answered and grabbed a cup of his own. "And wasn't it for the best that everyone found out immediately, and it'll all be calm when school starts."

"Hope so Blaise, I really do." Draco sighed and copied Blaise leaned-back position when a bump was heard from outside the kitchen, and very soon a little girl with strawberry coloured hair and grey eyes came walking tiredly in and climbed up in Draco's knee. "We have visit?" she asked grown-up and watched Blaise with big eyes.

"Mollie, this is an old friend of mine, Blaise Zabini." Draco told the little girl, and Blaise waved from across the table. "But you know what? I think there's a certain redhead waiting for someone to wake her up!"

The girl's face grew into a smile, and the next second she was off. Blaise smirked. "So," he said looking at his friend. "you're a family father now?"

"It's been ten years Blaise," Draco answered. "you didn't expect me to come back and everything would be back as before?"

"I didn't really expect you to come back at all actually. But boy, I'm so glad you did. It's been boring without you."

"What have you done Blaise, during all these years?"

"Well, when the war began, me and my mother decided to follow your example, and so we left for a few years. We travelled around the world, met new people and cultures, and never stayed long at a certain place. After two years on the move we decided to come back, since the war had ended and things were going back to normal. I had a hard time settle down at first, but after a while I decided to take up my studies, which I did for four years of which two of them entirely went to potions. Well, then I devoted myself to my own experiments, along with teaching a group of students in the subject. And I guess that's why I was asked now when they decided to reopen Hogwarts."

"Quite a story," A voice said from the doorpost, and their heads was turned to gaze upon a red haired woman. She smiled and approached them. "you're Blaise Zabini, right?" she asked and looked at the dark man who nodded.

"And you're Ginny," he said and took her hand. "a pleasure to meet you."

"So, you're the Potions teacher?" she asked and sat down as Draco handed her a cup of tea. "Minerva has chose a quite young generation to teach at Hogwarts, if you compare how it was when we attended the school."

"That's right, both of your conclusions," Blaise answered and watched the woman in the corner of his eye. She'd changed a lot since the last time he saw her; the freckles in her face seemed to have organised themselves and didn't shine as much as earlier, and the hair had been coloured to a more calm red. Altogether you could say she'd grown into her beauty, and the only thing that disturbed the perfectness was a scar that followed her right jaw line that actually in a way gave her grace.

"Dadyy!" someone suddenly exclaimed, and a boy, with exactly the same features as the girl, ran in with a parchment in his hands. "you've got owl's!" he said and gave the parchment to Draco, who thanked.

"That's Lucas," Ginny explained to Blaise. "he's five. You've met Mollie right? She's three."

The boy left, and Draco opened the parchment. He cleared his throat to read it out loud.

"Draco and Ginevra Malfoy. I hope you've settled down by now, and that the writings in today's prophet wont bring you to much problems. I'll make sure no one," he paused and looked up at Blaise who grinned mischievously back. "will disturb you until you're ready. Tonight at seven I expect the two of you to attend the staff room for our first staff meeting, where we will prepare for the school-start and the autumn term here at Hogwarts. Be kind and inform Mr. Zabini of this. Yours Kindly, Minerva McGonagall."

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