Cinq - the trouble's three iii

The boy laughed.

"You can say that."

"Our dear brother here, was the one who applied the glamours for us." The girl said.

"Alright, how many more are there?" Draco said, Harry nodded and glanced at them.

"One more." The new arrival smiled.

"Wait, wait- 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 - one more, 7." Ron mumbled.

"7! Malfoy you have 7 children. How ironic is that." He threw his head back and laughed.

Hermione stifled her giggles.

Draco's cheeks tinted pink.

"As I have said, let us introduce ourselves." The "mastermind" of the Malfoys said, with a foreboding smirk.

"I'll start!" The girl with the bun shouted. "I'm Rose, Rose Parkinson; daughter of Hermione Granger and Pansy Parkinson."

Hermione's eyes winded and Pansy smiled.

"I knew it!" She shouted in victory, Pansy then leaned over to hug

Hermione, who was still from shock.

Rose smiled.

"Let me go next!" The boy with the envious complexion said. "I'm Hugo Zabini; son of Ron Weasley and Blaise Zabini."

Ron's face rivaled his hair and a light pink was visible from Blaise's deep complexion.

Hermione snorted.

"No need to worry about Emily Zachermen now, Ron."

Ron just nodded dumbly.

"Our turn." The red haired twins said. "I'm Matthew Weasley." One said.

"And I'm Matthias Weasley." The other said.

Narcissa rolled her eyes.

"No, that one is Matthias, and the other is Matthew." Narcissa said.

"Anyway, our parents are..." Matthew started

"Drumroll please." The twins said together.

Scorpius casted a spell that made drumroll sounds out of his wand and smiles smugly.

"Oliver wood... and Fred Weasley!" Matthias finished.

"What?!" The students spluttered.

"Unexpected, isn't it?" The twins said smugly.

"Alright, my turn!" The oldest girl said, enthusiastically. "I'm Narcissa Lily Minerva Potter; daughter of Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy."

"If your surnames are Potter, than why say Malfoy?" A Hufflepuff asked.

"We didn't want to give out that we're actually Potters." He said.

The Hufflepuff nodded.

"Alright, our turn!" The girl from the triplets said.

"I'm Harrison Alexander Potter; the oldest triplet of the Trouble's three, and I like books." He said with a small smile.

"I'm Abigail Louise Potter, you can call me Baby or Lucy for short, and I'm the second triplet of the Potters, and I think I'm the better-" She got pushed slightly, causing her to stop her sentence.

"Anyway, I'm Harris Richard Potter, the youngest triplet of the Potters." He gave them a joyous grin.

"You said there was one more person?" Draco questioned.

"Unfortunately, he is too young for

Hogwarts, so he didn't come with us. Now, since that's out of the way, how do we get back? Any ideas?" Scorpius asked.

"I don't think we should take a time turner from you guys, that might be a bad idea." Leo said.

Scorpius nodded.

"Then there's one way... we need to call mother and father."

"You have the two way mirror on you right?"

"Yep," Scorpius said, taking out a necklace that had a mirror with the gold that was around it swirling about.

"Mother," He said and like the gold, the mirror swirled.

To be continued…