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Previously:

"Ah well," Skye sighed dramatically. "At least I get to live to see The Great Harry Potter playing with Barbie's."

Harry glared at his sister as she burst into laughter, completely baffling both Suzie and Amanda.

Skye was sitting at her desk the next morning, smiling at the parchment in her hands. Her Charms homework lay forgotten next to her. Suddenly, the parchment was ripped out of her hands.

"So what's this then?" Lucas asked, his eyes scanning the parchment.

"Hey!" Skye exclaimed angrily. "Give that back."

"Don't think I will," Lucas said, darting from the room.

"LUCAS!" Skye screamed.

She chased him down the stairs and into the living room, where she tackled him to the ground. She snatched the parchment back and tucked it into her pocket, making no more to get off her brother.

"Skye, sweetheart," Lily said, coming into the room. "Please stop fighting with your brother."

"He stole my letter," Skye grumbled, standing up.

"What letter?" James asked, entering the room.

He was holding his broomstick and Harry was standing behind them. The pair had evidently been flying together.

"Skye's love letter," Lucas said instantly. "From a one D..."

Skye's eyes widened and she clapped a hand over Lucas' mouth. James raised an eyebrow at his daughter.

"A boyfriend Skye?" he asked.

"I know you know," she said, glaring at her sheepish looking twin. "Since somebody told you."

"He didn't tell me a name though," James said pointedly.

"Oh James," Lily sighed. "Give it a rest."

"What?" James asked innocently. "All I want to know is who my daughter is dating."

"So you can go kill them," Iris grinned, joining her family.

"Can't I just have a name?" James pleaded.

"I don't think so," Skye said.

"Fine then," James said. "I guess I'll just have to guess then."

"Like that'll work," Harry muttered.

"Do I know his parents?" James asked, unaware of his son's comment.

"Yes," Skye smirked.

"Do I like them?" Was James' next question.

Skye snorted. "Ha," she said. "I wish."

"You're dating someone I don't approve of?" James yelped.

Lily rolled her eyes at her husband's childish behaviour.

"Of course not dear," Lily said. "You just don't approve of his parents."

Lily left the room, leaving James gaping after her. Skye smirked suddenly, an idea coming to mind.

"Hey Dad," she began. "I'll tell you who it is if you do a little something for me."

"That's blackmail!" Harry eyed his twin. "Dad, don't listen to her."

"Be quite Harry," James said. "I'm listening Skye."

"If I tell you who it is you have to promise to let me go and see him during these holidays. And to not complain about the clothes I wear."

James thought about it for a moment, ignoring Harry's protests.

"Only the first part," James said finally.

"Sure, whatever," Skye agreed easily, knowing that that was as good as she was going to get. "Do you promise?"

"Marauder's Oath," James said nodding.

Skye grinned happily.

"Brilliant," she murmured.

If there was one type of promise James Potter would never break, it was a Marauder's Oath. None of the three Marauder's would ever break a promise that they made on their name. It was one of the few unspoken rules of the Marauder's.

"It's Draco Malfoy," Skye said.

"Very funny Skye," James said. "Now tell me who it is."

"Seriously, I'm dating Draco Malfoy," Skye insisted.

It was obvious her father still didn't believe her. So, Skye looked to Harry for help. And like all properly trained twins, Harry helped her out.

"She is Dad," he said.

"Oh bloody hell," James muttered.

He walked dazedly out of the room and, alarmed with his lack of reaction, Harry and Skye followed him. He headed towards the kitchen where he took out a glass and an old bottle of firewiskey. Ignoring his wife's protests about drinking in front of the children ("You ought to be ashamed of yourself James Potter!") James drowned two consecutive glasses.

If Lily hadn't taken the now half-empty bottle, Skye thought, her father would have been able to finish off the whole bottle, and more.

"Honestly James," Lily shook her head. "It's only Draco Malfoy."

"Only Draco Malfoy?" James repeated hoarsely. "That's almost as bad as dating Snape."

Lily rolled her eyes and her children who smirked in response to their father's comment. Hating the Potions Master ran in the family.

"Skye dear, run over to the Black's would you?" Lily asked. "We're having them over tonight. Tell Claire around seven okay?"

Skye nodded as Lily turned to Harry.

"And you can tell the Lupin's, dear."

"Lupin's?" Skye asked. "They're coming?"

"Of course," Lily frowned at her daughter's change in attitude. "Is that problem?"

"Not at all," Skye said overly brightly.

"I'll just end up killing him," she muttered darkly as she headed over to the fireplace.

Harry eyed her warily. "Everything okay sis?"

"Yes Harry," Skye said. "Just thinking out loud."

She sent her twin an innocent smile and stepped into the fireplace.

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