Willow walked down the street of Hogsmeade heading to the Three Broomsticks with Pansy. It was the annual Valentine's Day visit to the town and the Wicca's second trip to the village without Vincent Crabbe, the first being just before Christmas. That had been a nice trip with just her and friends, but this one was a little more stressful. The stress was because of two individuals that the Wicca had only briefly met and was now heading to met again separately, Lord Sirius Black and Lady Augusta Longbottom.

The Longbottom problem would be easy to address, the Black problem would be a little more difficult. Ever sense Sirius had been cleared of all charges and reinstated as Lord Black, the wrongfully convicted man had been doing his upmost best to exact his pound of flesh from the Wizarding World. He was trying to pass laws that would impact Pureblood Families negatively, well if you had nothing to hide you would be ok. Sirius was trying to abolish all laws that could be used to hide illegal activity behind a family name. One of the acts he was trying to appeal was the Family Secrecy Act of 1543.

Willow had talked with her grandfather about the Malfoy's plot. He was ashamed when he explained to the Wicca and Harry both that he hadn't bought anything. He had instead bribed an official to get his oldest son off on a charge of trying to smuggle illegal potion ingredients into America. His two youngest had told him Acel simply made a mistake and hadn't known what he was carrying. No father wanted to think the worst of his sons, so Victor bought the obvious lie willingly and paid the bribe.

The redhead didn't know exactly how much trouble Victor would be in if the truth came out, but didn't think it would be to bad. She and Harry didn't hate Victor for saving his son, any father in that position 9 out of 10 times would have done the same thing. However, Sirius Black's mad obsession with destroying Pureblood favored laws wasn't why she and Pansy were heading to the Three Broomsticks. The reason was because the Animagus had adopt the last Parkinson.

One week back from holidays, Daphne had come to her Slytherin friends in tears and explained that her parents had withdrawn their name to adopt Pansy. When asked why, the blonde explained it had something to do with the Malfoy and Olegovich families. Apparently, Lucius Malfoy had dirt on Stegnov Olegovich that could embarrass the family and ruin several overseas business ventures. The Olegovich Family pressed the Greengrass Family through the marriage contract to drop the adoption claim because Malfoy blackmailed them to. Sense whatever shamed Stegnov could potentially embarrass Daphne and her family, Lord and Lady Greengrass relented to the Malfoy's bullying.

That same day after classes, a subdued Pansy had gone with Professor Snape to the Ministry for the custody hearing, preparing for her fate as a Ward of Malfoy. They had entered the courtroom to see Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy glaring at Sirius Black and Andromeda Tonks, Narcissa's older sister. When both men were asked to explain why they wanted custody, Lord Malfoy claimed that Draco and Pansy were good friends and she had spent a considerable amount of time at their home. Hopefully being in a familiar setting would help the young Witch heal from the passing of her last parent. He had also reminded the court that Rabastan Lestrange was Pansy's Godfather and brother-in-law to his wife.

Sirius had a slight stronger claim, at least when you considered Wizarding World morals and views. With Bellatrix Lestrange being in prison, it feel to the Lord of her family to handle her affairs. This honorable duty had been taken care of by the Malfoys until Sirius was named Lord Black, the law recognized a blood connection over matrimony. Since this was the case, by default Lord Black was also in charge of the Parkinson business interests until Pansy came of age, because Rabastan Lestrange would have been in charge but was also in prison. The Animagus also reminded the court that Andromeda Tonks was the second oldest sister of all three of his cousins, and as such had the greater obligation to her family's duties in Bellatrix's absence. She and her husband wanted to help the young Witch in anyway they could. With the Black claim holding so much more legal weight than the Malfoy's, it hadn't taken the courts long to award custody to the former convict. The fact they were still trying to kiss his ass was also a help.

Willow was a little worried about Black being the soul guardian of Pansy. She didn't believe for one second Sirius would ever hurt Pansy, or do anything to take what little money remained of the Parkinson fortune, but their could still be a subconscious resentment towards the Slytherin Witch. No doubt Sirius had bad dealings with Simon Parkinson during the war and he might project feelings of anger on Pansy without realizing it. There was also the fact the raven haired girl came off as a superficial Pureblood Slytherin Princess, and Sirius had known several of them in his days at school. The young Parkinson Witch was in a fragile state at the moment, no matter how well she hid her pain and fear behind a mask of superior smugness, and Willow didn't want to see her friend hurt worse, even unintentionally.

Walking into the tavern, Willow and Pansy were greeted by Madam Rosmerta. "Hello dears, Sirius asked me to send you both to his private room. He's having tea with Harry, Ginny, and the Tonks Family in room three on the second floor."

The young Slytherins fallowed the barmaid's instructions and left though a side door and up a set of stairs. Coming to the second floor landing they walked to the third door down the hall and knocked.

The door was opened by an older Wizard with dark blonde hair that had begun to grow thin. Willow took the lead and said. "High, I'm Willow Potter and this is Pansy Parkinson. Is this Sirius Black's room?"

"Oh yes, this is the right place." The man said. "I'm Edward Tonks, but everyone just calls me Ted, please come in."

Willow walked in a looked around the modestly decorated room. It looked much like a traditional parlor with decent yet inexpensive furniture. There was a fireplace and a second door that the Wicca figured lead to a restroom. Harry, Ginny, and Sirius were sitting around a large circular table with two other Witches the redhead had never met. The first was an older woman with long soft brown hair that bore a strong resemblance to a picture of Bellatrix Lestrange that Willow once saw, and the second looked like a cross between Ted and the first woman with striking pink hair.

Serious stood and walked to the redhead. He took her hand and kissed it in way of greeting. "Glade you came Willow, and you to Pansy." The man finished taking the dark haired girl's hand as well and placing a formal kiss. He then led both young witches to the table and said. "Let me introduce my first cousin Andromeda Tonks and her daughter Nymphadora."

"Please just call me Tonks." The pink haired Witch said rolling her eyes. "The only person that calls me Nymphadora is my mom."

"There's nothing wrong with your name Nymphadora." Andromeda said in a proper sounding voice. She then looked to Willow and Pansy smiling. "It's nice to met you Ms. Potter, and good to see you again Ms. Parkinson."

"Please you can just call me Pansy." The young Slytherin said nervously. "There's no need to be so formal."

"Dido." Willow said smiling as they sat down. Edward sat at his wife's side and everyone prepared themselves a cup of tea and grabbed sandwiches.

After everyone was settled Sirius turned to his Ward. "I suppose the first thing we should do is get living arrangements out of the way."

Pansy gave him her full attention and the man continued. "Against my better judgement, and mainly because my darling cousin won't shut up about it, I have decided to repair and refurbish my old family home in London. If you have any special decoration designs for your room, then please write me a note and I'll see what I can do to accommodate you. Also my cousin has explained her door is open anytime you need an adult Witch to consort with, or you just get tired of spending all your time with a dashing handsome bachelor."

"Forgive my cousin." Andromeda said at the kids' giggling around the table. "He was always full of himself."

Sirius became serious again and said. "Now as far as your family home goes, I'll pay for its upkeep and so forth. Your House Elves can continue to live there or move to my family home for the time being. It's your choice as I do have a House Elf already, .. er .. I think."

Pansy gave her new Guardian a confused look. "How do you not know if you have a House Elf or not? Can't you just call him and see if he responds?"

"I'll put that reunion off for as long as I can. If I'm lucky I'll find the little toe rag's dead stuffed head mounted on the wall." Sirius explained chuckling.

Everyone around the table had shocked looks except for Andromeda. She shook her head in displeasure and said. "Really Sirius, not everyone at this table knew your family and would get the joke."

Looking to his cousin and then the confused shocked faces around him, Sirius explained. "Sorry, my family had a horrible tradition of killing and stuffing the heads of Black Family House Elves when they became to old to preform their duties."

Pansy was even more horrified. "That's insane, even by the Pureblood standards!"

"You don't know a quarter of it." Black said with contempt. "There's a reason me and Andromeda ran from that family as soon as we were able to. One of my family members, Araminta Meliflua Black, tried to have a bill passed in the Ministry to make Muggle Hunting legal. Luckily it was shot down quickly."

After that the conversation turned to school and housemates. The grownups were surprised to hear that all the Third Years who took Care Of Magical Creatures loved the class most of all. They all knew Hagrid to some extent and, though they loved him dearly, didn't think he would make a good teacher.

The truth was after the Buckbeak incident, Hagrid had begun showing them other dangerous, or in his words interesting, creatures. The fallowing class they were reintroduced to the Hippogriffs and told to write a two foot report on their individual observations. After that they met a Hogurt, a six legged pig with clawed feet for digging. This smelly thing took up three class periods and tried to eat Hagrid at one time. He laughed it of by saying it was just playing. Of course the fact he was bleeding profusely from his left forearm didn't help much in calming the Third Years.

Willow had turned on her Goddaughter Charm and had a talk with the half giant. She explained that many kids, though they liked big interesting creatures, would also like to see fluffy cute creatures as well. Hagrid took the hint and started to reluctantly show pretty and cuddly creatures on top of the scary ones. The best class so far had been the baby Unicorns.

As they talked, Nymphadora observed the teens and realized Willow was dressed in an expensive purple robe. Harry and Ginny were dressed nice in gold robes to signify they were on a date, but who was Willow meeting. She didn't think the redhead had dressed up for fun since Pansy was wearing her Slytherin school robes.

"Why are you dressed so fancy Willow?" She decided to inquire. "You got a date with a dashing young lad?"

Everyone gave the Wicca their attention as she rolled her eyes. "Augusta Longbottom keeps pressuring Neville to ask me out. He came up to me a week ago and finally did so and I felt bad for him, so I said yes. I'm going to go and meet him and his grandmother at some restaurant down the street. The Goblin Throne Room I think it was called."

"I've been there before, it's quite nice." Andromeda said. "Would you like someone to go with you?"

"No, I'm not exactly worried about Augusta Longbottom. The only thing I have to remember is not to sign anything she gives me." The California born Witch said smiling good-naturedly.

Sirius had a look like he ate something sour. "I always hated marriage contracts. Purebloods using their children as offerings to broker business deals, it's a disgraceful practice. Glad that my running away from home annulled mine."

"Now Sirius," Mrs. Tonks began placating. "You and I have seen a few arranged marriages that were quite wonderful arrangements."

"Well yeah Andy, but most were nothing more than business arrangements and you know it." Sirius said disgusted. "There is nothing wrong with them when both children's happiness is taken into account, but honestly, how many have you seen were that was the case? Have you forgotten your own? That Turk Wizard was two years older than your own father."

Andromeda could do nothing to disagree with that statement. She actually smiled devilishly as a memory resurfaced. "He came to my doorstep once, after I married Edward. Do you remember dear, the thrashing you gave him?"

Ted began chuckling. "Oh yes, how could I ever forget that day. There that fat bigot was demanding to know how you could choose a Wizard of lesser blood over him. He refused to leave when you kindly ask him to, calling you such horrible names. I walk outside without my wand and just beat him down into the dirt with my barehands. The passion we had that night gave us our little Nymphadora."

"Father!" The young red faced Auror screeched. Ever kid at the table laughed, some holding their sides, while Sirius was rolling on the ground.

Willow composed herself and stood up. "Thank you all for the lovely conversation, but I need to get going. I promised Neville I'd meet him for dinner and it's getting around that time."

Sirius quickly stood up from the ground and said smiling. "Hold on, I'll walk you out."

The Wicca sensed the Animagus wanted to talk with her, so she stopped in the hallway. Sirius had an awkward look on his face as he said. "I've been talking to Dumbledore and Remus Lupin about your various magical abilities. I don't understand everything they have told me, but I know you can read emotions. Empath or something they called it. Anyway, the first day we met you might have felt some bad vibes from me regarding Whitehall … and you. I just wanted to apologize."

Willow gave Sirius a reassuring smile. "There's an old saying, 'actions speak louder than words.' When I gained my Empath ability I had to learn that actions also speak louder than what we at times feel. I understand you came from a Dark Magic Family and you have issues trusting anyone that can use Dark Magic. There's also the fact I'm Harry's twin and my powers have begun to affect him noticeably. Though not in a bad way by any means."

"However, there is something I would like to ask you." The redhead continued. "Why did you adopt Pansy. I'm not complaining by any means as I would never want the Malfoys to get her, but I am still curious."

"You have every right to ask questions." Sirius began. "You're only being a good friend. Paul Greengrass came to me and ask I step in to block Malfoy. He said Malfoy was blackmailing him to forcibly gain custody of Pansy. He explained how she was raised and all about Simon Parkinson. He wanted her to have a chance to become something better than what her father intended."

Willow smiled at Sirius now reassured of his honest intentions. "Harry may have told you some negative things about Pansy, and there all true. She acted like an out right bitch to everyone she met in hopes of gaining Draco's attention. She did this out of fear though, not personal believe."

"I can understand that." Sirius said reassuring. "I stood up to my parents at a young age, became a Gryffindor and all to do it. I had the luxury of a strong support group that your father led. Pansy may not have my natural born courage, but than again I never saw my own father beat my mother to death in a drunken rage."

The new Lord Black reached forward and placed a comforting hand on the young Wicca's shoulder. "I swear, my only interest in Pansy Parkinson is for her own wellbeing and nothing more. I have no desire to use her as a pawn against Malfoy and the Pureblood Elite."

Willow smiled relieved at the man's honest answer. She lunged forward and wrapped him in a big hug. "Thank you Sirius, you have no idea how much that means to me."

The Animagus hugged the redhead back, silently patting her shoulder blades. They parted and Willow left to go met the Longbottoms while Sirius returned to his guests.

Willow waved goodbye to Madam Rosmerta as she left. Outside she made her way up the snow covered street and down a side road. She came up to a two story structure that was decorated with a sign reading 'The Goblin Throne Room'. The redhead walked inside and was greeted by an older goblin with a long white beard that hung just above the floor. "Hello dear, do you have a reservation?"

"No sir." Willow answered respectfully. "I'm hear to met the Longbottoms. Have they arrived yet?"

"Oh yes Madam, right this way." The goblin replied. He began to walk further in and the young Slytherin quickly fallowed.

The restaurant was one large room open to view in the middle, but covered with deep blue silk curtains on the sides for private booths. The old Goblin lead Willow to one on the right and pulled a gold colored rope hanging on the left. He parted the curtain for the young Witch to walk through.

"Thank you." The redhead said with a kind smile.

Willow walked into the large circular booth to see Augusta Longbottom wearing her usual attire, and Neville dressed nice in black robes with maroon cuffs. His hair was combed and styled to look nicer than she had ever seen it. Both boy and grandmother were not paying much attention to who walk in though. They were currently distracted by the Vampiress setting across from them.

Drusilla was lost in her own world at the moment. She seemed fascinated by the salt and pepper shakers. They were small animated copper House Elves that appeared to be offering their buckets of salt and pepper to everyone. The mad seer looked up when she sensed Willow.

"Little tree, come sit by me. Tell me all about the enchanted castle." Drusilla giggles with glee.

The Longbottoms look up at the young Witch when the Vampiress addressed her. Neville quickly remembered his manors and stood up quickly, he gave a nervous bow as he said. "Thank you for dinning with me and my Gran this evening Willow, you look very lovely."

Willow thanked him and slid down the cushioned seat to sit by Dru. The Vampiress hugged her happily and held her close. The Wicca looked at Neville and said. "You look handsome today. Those robes really suit you."

"Doesn't he though." Augusta said beaming at the blushing boy. "He reminds me so much of his father today."

They were interrupted by the tinkering sound of a bell. A young blonde waitress with a cute button nose walked in wearing a white and blue pants suit uniform. "How do you do, my names Abigail and I'll be taking care of you this evening. Would anyone like appetizers or drinks?"

"Oh yes, will take a kettle of black tea with some of your famous honey bread and blackberry jam." August said in a proper sounding voice that was clearly used to giving orders.

"I would like a water." Willow answered, she then indicated Drusilla. "My Guardian will have a pint of pig's blood if it's available."

The waitress was taken back by the request. She took a closer look at the very pale woman with deep red lips and realized she didn't have a pulse. The lovely blonde girl paled a little and said nervously. "Let me see what I can do. We don't usually serve Vampires."

The young girl quickly hurried away to do what was asked. The restaurant's uniforms were rather tight and didn't leave much to the imagination. Willow watched her leave with an appreciative look that made Augusta worry, even if she couldn't understand why.

The Wicca turned to her Magical Rights Guardian and asked. "What brings you hear Dru? I thought you weren't allowed to leave Whitehall Cottage unless you were on official guardian duties."

"Heard through Daddy you were going out with a courting young Nobleman, so I asked that vicious puppy to bring me." The Vampiress said smiling at Willow. The Wicca smirked at the nickname Drusilla had saddled Auror McGee with, it referred to his cute childlike nature that hid his larger than average power.

The Vampiress then turned her cold gaze on Neville. "I wanted to make sure this one knew to keep his hands to himself."

The young boy paled as his grandmother came to his defense. "I assure you Madam my grandson has been brought up to respect Witches. That appalling behavior of the Crabbe Wizards is beneath a Longbottom Wizard."

Drusilla turned an unreadable look on Augusta. The old Witch didn't back down for a second, which earned her the Vampiress's respect. The Seer smiled at the Longbottom Matriarch and said. "I'm only looking out for my little tree."

"I respect that whole heartedly Madam." Augusta acknowledged. "Just as long as we both understand we'll do what we must for those we care about."

Both women smiled politely defusing the situation. Willow was grateful because she did not want to get in between Augusta or Drusilla if they started fighting, and Neville had been worried for his grandmother. It had been a long time sense the Longbottom Matriarch had dueled anyone, much less a famous mad Vampiress.

The curtain opened again for the same waitress who was now carrying a tray of tea and bread. She placed it in the middle of the table along with a pitcher of ice water, a loaf of bread, a saucer of jam, and a warm mug of blood that floated on a tray next to her. The blonde then pulled out a pad and paper to take their orders. "Do you all know what you'll be having or does anyone need a menu?"

Augusta spoke first when no one ask for the menu. "Me and my grandson will have the pork roast and onion soup."

The waitress looked to Neville to see if he would object, but the boy gave no indication that he wanted anything else. She turned to Willow next. "You dear?"

"I'll take the baked chicken and green beans." The Wicca said quickly. "A friend said it was one of her favorite dishes."

"Oh yes, one of mine as well." Abigail said assuringly. "Our cook is rather famous for his baked chicken, but may I recommend the pea soup instead of green beans. It's usually what is paired with the chicken."

Willow agreed with the young woman and she made corrections on her order pad. The blonde waitress then looked to Drusilla to see if she would want anything, but the Vampiress was to busy dipping honey bread into her mug of warm blood to notice. Willow shook her head at the seer's quirky action and looked to the waitress. "Just bring Drusilla some more blood and bread."

The waitress just smiled awkwardly and left. Drusilla happily hummed some old song as she ate her blood soaked bread. Augusta looked to Willow and asked. "So how have you been dear? Are you getting along well in classes?"

"I'm fine." Willow began. "Classes are good. I'm usually among the top five in every subject for third years. So far my favorite class is Care Of Magical Creatures.

"Really dear?" The old Witch ask surprised. "I have heard from friends of mine on the board that you're taking Ancient Ruins and Arithmancy. I thought one of your intellect would find those two subjects more engaging than Magical Creatures."

Willow was surprised by Augusta's knowledge of her personal studies. The redhead figured her schooling was possibly public record. She would ask Snape sometime tonight though. The California Wicca didn't want to get anyone in trouble but she didn't like people sharing information about her, especially with someone she barely knew.

"I've studied magic since I was six. A lot of rituals I used incorporated ruins and Arithmancy, so I have a good deal of knowledge in those subjects. I haven't had much experience with Magical Creatures unless you count Demons." Willow explained. "I do like my electives and I am learning some new things, but not like with Magical Creatures.

Conversation continued for awhile, mainly about school and other students Madam Longbottom might know through family members. Neville talked about a project he was working on in Herbology for Professor Sprout. Willow sensed Augusta wasn't to fond of her grandson's course of study, probably because it had nothing to do with preparing for an Auror Career. Finally their food arrived and conversation slowed.

Willow found the baked chicken to be one of the best she ever ate, and the pea soup contrasted very well with the dish. Neville truly seemed to enjoy his own meal as much as Augusta, but ate in a manor which was a definite improvement over the ogreish way Vincent Crabbe ate at Madam Puddifoot's.

Everyone, even Drusilla, ordered a chocolate mousse for dessert. As they dug in Augusta decided to change the conversation to something she felt was more important. Willow resisted rolling her eyes when she felt the woman's mental resolve kicking in, then the Wicca closed her mental connections sensed she didn't like invading people's privacy.

"Ms. Potter, can I be frank with you?" Augusta asked stubbornly. "What are your plans for the future?"

Willow finished her mousse before saying. "I have no intention to join the government, America or England. I was thinking of opening a store that sold magically enchanted Muggle items such as computers and phones. I'm actually close to figuring out how to install a pay phone in Hogwarts. I was thinking one for every common room."

This was actually true, Willow had figured out how to bypass the castle wards and make an electronic device work at Hogwarts. The trick was using magic to power the device without overloading the circuits. The moment she had a good idea on how to bill the calls to an actual phone company the Wicca was taking the idea to Dumbledore. One method she was going to try was buying a house in London or somewhere and make it look like all calls were coming from there. She would know by Monday if it was possible.

Augusta took a moment to process Willow's statement, mainly because she knew next to nothing about Muggles, and replied. "That's all well and good dear but I was wondering more about family plans."

The Wicca was at an impasse; she could either be mean and say she didn't want to marry Neville for some petty reason, or she could tell Augusta Longbottom a personal truth. Resigning herself to the inevitable, mainly because she was long past the point of caring about what people thought, Willow bit the bullet.

"If you're asking if I would consider marrying Neville, the answer is no. Not that there is anything wrong with Neville by any means, it's just I'm not interested in boys that way."

Neville, who had sat quietly in embarrassment as his grandmother talked, looked up confused at Willow's explanation. Augusta looked at the girl thoughtfully, and when the Wicca did a quick scan of the elder Longbottom's emotions, learned the Matriarch was shocked but not appalled or angry. The old Witch composed herself and asked curiously. "You agreed to a marriage contract with Vincent Crabbe?"

Willow was a little surprise about the direction this talk was taking. She had expected Augusta to grow anger and politely ask her and Drusilla to leave. It was a check in the positive column for the woman's attributes, of which the redhead hadn't found many.

"That was more to do with protecting Grandpa Whitehall than anything else. I never had any intention of going through with the marriage, just wanted it to look like I would. There were so many loopholes to break the contract that everyone involved with the deception figured Crabbe would break it himself long before the 'I Do's' ever came around. No one thought he would do it so quickly though."

Augusta sat thinking about everything Willow revealed to her. She had honestly thought the Love At First Sight Charm was the reason the girl had agreed to the contract. She should have known better than to think a daughter of Lily's could ever be hoodwinked into marrying a Crabbe. Honestly it explained more about Harry and Ginevra's contract, she couldn't see Molly allowing her daughter into such a thing. More than likely the Potter/Weasley contract was also fake.

"I don't understand." Neville said still confused. "You don't have an interest in boys right now but chose to marry Crabbe anyway. What would have happened if you developed feelings for him later?"

Willow blushed and tried not to laugh at Neville's innocent question, while Augusta rolled her eyes at her grandson's naivety. The old Matriarch loved him dearly but sometimes she wanted to slap him upside the head. He really needed to learn to think things through better.

'Oh well, Sprout did say he was one of the most brilliant young Herbologists she ever taught.' Augusta thought to herself.

"Neville, I like girls the same way you like girls." Willow said hoping she didn't need to explain further.

"Well yeah." The Gryffindor said. "I'm friends with several girls in my house like you are with some of the girls in your house."

"Neville." Augusta said exasperatedly. "She likes girls in a romantic way, just like how you like girls in a romantic way. Also like how some boys like other boys in a romantic way."

Finally the light of understanding shown in the boy's eyes as he exclaimed. "Oh, you're a Lesbian!"

Willow couldn't take it anymore and busted out laughing. Even Drusilla started giggling at Neville. Pore Augusta just held her face in her hands embarrassed. She was truly grateful for the sound proof charmed curtains.

It took a moment for the table to calm down. Finally Augusta composed herself and explained to Willow. "Not every arranged marriage is based on love. Most are in fact based on mutual respect. You will want children one day and for that you will need a Wizard."

Willow thought back to what Sirius said earlier about arranged marriages. How they were ok when both children's feelings were considered. "Look Augusta, I may want kids one day but I would rather focus on becoming a well rounded adult with financial security before then. If Neville hasn't married some lucky Witch by that time, and he has no intention of ever being tied down, I would possibly consider a public-face-only marriage with him for children. I don't think Neville is the type of person to ever want that arrangement though."

"Honestly, I wouldn't be to keen on it ether." Willow continued. "My own mother Lily only existed because of a botched Contraceptive Potion. Both Grandpa Whitehall and his wife had affairs outside their marriage because it was based on mutual respect and business. I wouldn't want that life honestly."

Augusta smiled understandingly at Willow. The dinner ended soon after that. McGee was waiting for them just outside the booth were he had stood guard. Willow surprisingly exclaimed. "Auror McGee, I didn't see you when I came in!"

"Sorry about that Willow." The man said smiling. "I may or may not have been talking with a young waitress."

Just then the pretty blonde that had been serving them walked by and gave McGee and flirtatious smile. "Don't forget to owl me Timmy."

The young Auror gave a nervous wave and blush. He looked back at Willow to see the redhead smirking. Drusilla bounced forward and gave him a hug. "Oh, vicious little puppy has teeth."

Willow gave a snort as she controlled her laughter. McGee just gave the redhead an annoyed look as Drusilla danced of being stared at by the other customers. The American Auror shook his head in exasperation and said. "One day you're going to explain that stupid nickname, Willow." He then hurried of after the ensouled Vampiress. Willow and Neville said goodbye to Augusta then made their way back to Hogwarts. Nether teen had much more to say to each other and they separated after returning to the castle.

Unfortunately for Willow the biggest problem of the day for her happen when she wasn't even around. In one of the third year boy's dorms in Gryffindor, Neville blurted out to Harry. "Did you know your sister was gay?"

It was unfortunate that Seamus Finnigan happened to be reading in his bed at the time with his curtains closed.