The main cave was brightly lit and soft music could be heard from all the different rooms and tunnels. Fairy lights were strung up along the cold cave walls and candles floated in mid-air. Lily Potter was up to her elbows in a cake batter with her aunt, Angelina, carefully instructing what she should do next. Baby Arthur was being lulled to sleep by the eery, melodic voice of Luna Scamander whose bright eyes were filled with tears as she sung a ballad of her past.
The cave's silence was violated by the loud cheers coming from the hunting party. Harry and his eldest son James were carrying a large elk tied to a thick wooden pole which was resting on their shoulders. Lily relieved her mother of the weapons she was carrying and placed them safely on a charmed gun-rack which was hidden behind wards. Ginny's dark red hair was streaked with silver, the rough plait intertwining the two beautiful colours into a thick braid which hung heavily down her back. Luna smiled and gave Ginny back her son who was now sleeping soundly despite the rambunctious entrance. The elk was untied and the strong sons of the Golden Trio were now lifting a large dead carcass onto the oak table using wandless magic. Lorcan Scamander ran a hand through his dark blond hair as his eyes searched for Genebra Parkinson. Finally his blue eyes settled on the short dark haired girl who was sprinting towards him. Her dark curls covered his face as he enveloped her in a warm embrace. After a while he let her feet touch back on the ground again and looking into her bright blue eyes grinned from ear to ear.
"What?." Gin took a step back and crossed her arms. Lorcan remained silent and smiling. Gin raised her voice this time.
"What Lorcan?!" Now she was smiling too.
James came behind Gin and rested a hand on her small shoulder. "He got you some weed."
Gin's jaw dropped. "No fuckin way." Smiling, she gave Lorcan a small shove.
"It's not even my birthday yet."
Lorcan just shrugged, his mind occupied with the reward she might give him later for it.