The Quidditch match drew closer and closer. Albus and Howard were both getting really nervous. Stealing the Slytherin robes turned out to be harder than expected. In the end the girls had to do it for them.
"Where did you get the clothes?" asked Albus in amazement. He missed the grin Dana and Rose shared but Howard didn't.
"Why are you two laughing?"
"Because it wasn't that hard to get the robes" giggled Rose, while Dana fell about in silent laughter.
The boys glared at them. "If you could tell us today that'd be great!" growled Albus.
"We... just went...to... the... LAUNDRY!" gasped Rose as she wiped tears of laughter from her eyes. Upon the last her and Dana burst out laughing, rolling on the floor and clutching their sides. Albus and Howard looked at each other sheepishly. They sat down and did their homework and went to bed early that night. The day of the match came and Albus and Howard were experiencing a lot of glares from their fellow Gryffindors.
"Slytherin colours?"
"Traitors"
"Should be in Slytherin, if they're supporting the match!"
"You'd think they'd support their own team!"
Albus and Howard kept their heads down and left the breakfast table quickly. The girls joined them soon after.
"Did you bring any food?" asked Howard hopefully.
"No!" said Rose
"I'm hungry" complained Howard. Rose rolled her eyes but didn't answer.
"Come on" muttered Albus "We need to tail Scorpius." The boys left and soon saw Scorpius' blond head bobbing in the crowd. They followed him and managed to sit right beside him. Someone thumped Howard on the back and said "We'll beat Gryffindor today. Their team sucks this year." Albus stepped on Howard's foot as he went to retort the Slytherin.
"Yer... yeah!" said Howard stupidly. Albus grimaced but the Slytherin just chuckled.
"Part troll are you? My friend is too. Dumb as a pig, he is!" Howard looked insulted. Albus had to try not to laugh. Just then the match started. The Slytherin was right. Gryffindor were shocking. On any other day this would have made Albus very angry but today it was happy. The Slytherin's were cheering and it was chaos. A few scuffles had broken out as well. Albus had to drag Howard up every time Slytherin scored. Finally, when the scores were seventy - ten, Albus looked at Howard meaningfully. Just as Slytherin scored, Howard leaned in and tugged at Scorpius' sleek blond hair. Scorpius looked around in a rage and Howard pointed at the Slytherin beside him. Scorpius lunged at the boy followed by Crabbe and Goyle. Albus wanted to hang back and help the Slytherin. Three on one didn't seem fair, but Howard dragged him away.
"He's a bloody Slytherin. Why would you want to save him?" Albus shrugged and the ran to Rose and Dana, just as Gryffindor caught the snitch. They had won. The day had gone perfect. Rose bottled the hair and the foursome walked back to the corridor arms slung over each other, feeling lighter than feathers.

"Do we know where they took his body?" asked Hermione.
"No" said Ginny dully
"Well they must have put it somewhere" continued Ron
"I think we should tag Draco Malfoy" said Harry again. They had had this conversation so many times already.
"No" said Hermione firmly. "And we should write to Albus and Rose and tell them not to send us any letters because we will be away for a while." Harry sighed. He wanted to continue his argument on Malfoy but Hermione had conveniently come up with something important that had to be done. She had done so every time Malfoy was mentioned. He would just have to bring it up again later. He quickly wrote to Albus and James telling them that he was going camping with Ginny, Ron and Hermione and that they wouldn't be able to respond to any of their letters. He handed the letter to Ginny and then he tied the letter onto Pigwideon and watched the tiny owl fly away. He was still as annoying as ever, despite his age. In fact, he didn't seem to be aging at all. Harry watched the owl bob away and felt a pang for Hedwig.
"Don't come back, Pig!" called Ron after him. Hermione and Ginny withdrew into a corner to talk about something and Harry turned to Ron.
"You still reckon it's Malfoy?"
"Yes and if Hermione ignores me the next time I mention Malfoy, then I'm going to tag him myself. You cover for me"
"Mate that's going to be impossible! Ginny is stuck to you!" Harry grinned and then sobered.
"I'm going to bring it up again. I'll pretend to help her prepare dinner or something." This time Hermione had packed lots and lots of food into her beaded bag, so they never went hungry. Ron shrugged.
"Well mate I'm leaving when you do. You'll put her in a bad mood!" Harry nodded. Come dinner time he came over and began helping Hermione COOK.
"Thanks Harry" she said
"No worries! Hey Hermione?"
"Mm?"
"I just wanted to talk about something with you."
Hermione looked slightly startled, then afraid. "About what Harry?"
Harry hadn't realised Hermione was scared of talking about Malfoy. "No it's nothing I just wanted to ask you a question about something."
"Anything Harry!" said Hermione in a strained voice.
"Um... well about Malfoy shouldn't we-"
"No Harry! Leave Malfoy out of this." Despite her brisk tone she looked relieved. She then shooed him out of the kitchen.
"Men can't cook to save their lives. Ginny will you help me?"
"That's funny! I always thought Harry was a good cook!" Ginny grinned. Hermione looked flustered.
"I thought Harry should have a break. He's looking very tired lately. He has been taking longer watches." It was true. Harry had been taking longer watches. He wanted to really look for Malfoy and he didn't think the other three were doing that.
"Ron you come and help me!"
"Me!? I can't cook Hermione! You know that!"
"Well you eat don't you?" she snapped "So you can cook too!" And with that Ron was dragged into the kitchen. From inside Harry could hear the two bickering and a lot of crashing and banging. Harry and Ginny exchanged grins. He sat down across from her and began drawing circles onto her outstretched palm.
"Harry I have to tell you something" she began.
"Yeah, what's up?" he asked absently. Before Ginny could reply there came a loud crash and Hermione and Ron entered the room.
"Dinner" said Hermione shortly. The food was inedible as most of it was burnt. Clearly Ron had left it too long on the stove. To save their feelings Harry and Ginny ate in silence. Halfway through the meal Hermione took Ginny's plate away and brought her a cup of tea. She glared at Harry when he tried to throw his food out too. It seemed he would have to eat his food. Something was going on. Ron didn't seem to notice what had happened. He was too busy staring at his burnt food, pushing it around his plate, trying to find parts he could eat. Harry sighed and turned to Ginny.
"You had to tell me something?"
"Uh... yes... well it's just... Oh Harry! I'm pregnant!"