CAHPTER NO. 7: THE CHRISTMAS DINNER

Rose got a reply from Scorpius the next day. She opened the parchment:

Dear Rose,

I am sorry for acting like a jerk. I shouldn't have done that, i was going to apologize in person at breakfast but you kept ignoring me so I gave you that note, even though I wasn't sure whether you had forgiven me. I didn't mean to hurt you; really, I feel so bad right now. You can even hex me I don't mind, I deserve it.

I told mum and dad about us. They weren't very happy about it, especially dad but he agreed to come over at Christmas. I'll see you then

I miss you and I'm sorry again. I hope you forgive me. Can't wait to see you.

Love you with all my heart.

Scorpius.

Rose smiled. She quite wiped the tears from her eyes which were trying to escape.

She went downstairs to tell her dad about the news. He merely grunted and muttered something about 'stupid ferret' and went back to watching the muggle device. Her mother smiled and said OK in an uncertain manner.

Hugo came downstairs from his room and asked for breakfast. Ron came to the dining table.

'You just ate at least 10 of them Ronald,' Hermione said.

'But I'm hungry!'

Hermione went over to the store to fry more sausages, a silly smug on her face. Rose sat next to her father and waited for her sausages.

AT CHRSITMAS:

'James, GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE, WE ARE LEAVUNG,' Ginny shouted her hands on her hips.

They were already running late for the dinner. Hermione decided not to invite the Mafloys early to avoid the awkward tense moments between Draco and Ron.

"I'm coming, I'm coming,' James called running down the stairs fixing his hair.

Two minutes later the Potters landed in the living room of the Weasleys.

Rose had decorated the living room, with a little help from her mum. The dining table was fully set with fancy table cloth, spoons, plates and Harry could smell the treacle tart from the kitchen.

The doorbell rang right on cue. Rose almost ran to the door and opened it.

The Malfoys stood before her. Draco looking very grim and bored was wearing black robes, Aristota Malfoy was in a simple thick furry dress and Scorpius, like his father, was wearing black robes.

Rose thought he never looked better.

She gave them a smile.

'Hello,' she sad escorting them in the living room.

A long awkward pause followed. Hermione broke it and said, 'I should serve dinner now, please sit.' Ginny followed Hermione into the kitchen.

After pulling of chairs, the clatter of plates and brining of dishes, they started dinner.

'So how are your studies going Scorpius,' Ron asked resisting the urge to call him Malfoy, keeping his voice casual.

'It's good really,' he answered promptly. 'But honestly OWLS are quite hard, I feel like my brains are going to come out any time soon.

'Let's hope you get good OWL grades before they do,' Draco said grimly.

The children faked laughs.

'D'you remember the time Hermione punched you in the face Draco,' Ron asked suddenly.

Hermione kicked him under the table but caught Ginny's instead. She swore under her breath. She still needed to work on that!

'Sorry,' she mouthed to a glaring Ginny.

Draco went white as a sheet. His lips curled.

'Can't believe that thick head of yours still has that memory, Weasel.' He sneered.

Ron stood up knocking his chair behind him.

Harry grabbed Ron's robes. 'I should serve the desert now,' Hermione said loudly.

'Sit down Ron,' she scolded as she went into the kitchen, flushed.

Ron sat down, His ears red.

"What did you have to say that,' Harry muttered.

Ron ignored him.

'Hope that mark is not still burning Malfoy,' he said loudly.

'What mark?' Scorpius asked.

'That's it,' Draco said getting up. 'I've had enough of this.'

'No,' Ginny said coming to the defense. 'He was just j-joking, you know my brother-'

'Well he has a nasty sense of humor then,' Aristota snapped.' We are leaving.'

She grabbed Scorpius hand, ignoring his protests and Malfoys marched out of the room.

Hermione entered the room, tray of tarts in her hand.

'What did I miss?' she said uncertainly.

Rose shook her head and ran upstairs.

'Really Ron!' Ginny shouted flaring up. 'You have got the best bloody ways to make peace!'

'Why did you have to mention about Hermione punching Draco in the first place?' Harry said.

'I think it would have looked awesome!' James exclaimed but he shut up once his mother send him a dangerous glare.

'Merlin knows when you'll grow up Ron!' Hermione said angrily slamming the tray of tarts on the table and going upstairs to find her daughter.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

And once again the day is ruined by Ron! Stay tuned to find out what happens next.

xoxox