The seven quickly were sent to one of the Gryffindor dorm bathrooms, the sensational pulling feeling whirling deep in their stomach reminding them of apparition.
Draco and Astoria let small smiles materialize on their faces when they caught sight of their daughter talking with three other students, a smile on her face.
Their daughter's long brown hair had been tied messily in a high ponytail, she wore her white shirt, rolling up the sleeves and tucking it into her skirt. She wore her Gryffindor cardigan and had tied her gold and red tie loosely around her neck. She then wore a pair of lilac stockings and a book bag that Hermione and Harry had recognized as an 'Alice in Wonderland' bag.
"That's Rose and Lily" Ron observed. Draco rolled his eyes at the ginger "You don't say Weasley". "Who's the other girl?" Astoria asked, ignoring the quarrelsome pair.
For once in his life, Draco saw a nervous look cross over McGonagall's face. "Luna Evanovich" She said simply "She's a Hufflepuff, although she could pass for a Ravenclaw" She continued.
"Evanovich? I don't think I've ever heard of that name before" Draco eyebrows furrowed" Yes well, Luna is a muggleborn, from Brighton" Draco's and Astoria's faces twisted into ones of shock. The two had each grown up as in families that constantly reinforced the fact that Purebloods are the only tolerable breed in the Wizarding world, and now their eldest child, their only daughter had befriended a muggleborn.
The seven soon heard voices, voices of the four girls to be exact.
"Rose are you sure it's okay if I stay tonight?" Luna asked with worried eyes. Rose rolled her eyes. "Luna you could move in here and we wouldn't care. Its fine" The Weasley offered a wide grin, earning a small smile in return.
"Now Val, back to you" Rose said quickly, turning towards the blonde with a wicked grin. "You need to tell your parents. You and James are a great couple and I'm sure that your parents won't care."
"Ro there are many reasons as to why this won't work out. One – My father despises Harry Potter and I'm assuming vice versa. And two – Even if I had told my father, he'd be too stubborn to try and act civilised around Harry Potter." Valeria sighed, taking her messy dark locks down from her ponytail before quickly running her fingers through the small tangles.
"You're sure you don't want to mention it to them Val?" Lily asked with worried eyes. She always had been the type to worry too much. "I'm sure" Valeria smiled at her friend before walking over to her bed.
Her bed was by the window, where Lily's tawny owl – Tulip – stood. "Zella!" Valeria called, earning a quiet meow as a ginger cat leaped onto her bed. "Hi Sweetie" Val cooed as she lay down on her bed, letting Zella crawl onto her chest.
"Goodnight girls!"