"You-you want to see her?" Dudley stammered.

"Dad," Alexandra sighed. "It's going to happen eventually…why fight it? It'll just make things a lot easier for you to just call her lawyer and tell her I'll see her. That way, things won't have to go to courts."

"But-"

"It won't be permanent or anything," Alexandra said quickly. "Maybe…maybe if I talk to her this one time, she'll stop. Maybe she'll realize that we don't need her."

"Okay," Dudley nodded slowly. "Are you sure this is what you want?"

"I'm sure."

"I'll call my lawyer tomorrow then," Dudley said. "In the meantime, it's getting late. You should head to bed."

"Alright. G'night, dad."

Alexandra walked back to her room, her head spinning. It just a short time, she was going to see her mother for the first time in ten years.

…..

"I hate these damn crutches," Ron mumbled, sitting down next to Harry on the Potter's couch.

"How much longer do you have to be on them?" Harry asked

"Hopefully just two more days," Ron replied. "So what did I miss at the office today?"

"We're still trying to figure out what was in those cauldron's in Claridina's attic," Harry said.

"Wait, we got them? They weren't destroyed in the fire?"

"She must've put some sort of protective charm on them," Harry said. "Because apparently once they managed to put those flames out, which, by the way, were from Fiend Fire, they were the only things left in the house. They hadn't spilled or gotten burned or anything."

"Nobody knows what they are?"

"Nope. I wasn't holding out much hope, though. I mean, once Hermione told us she couldn't identify what they were, I doubted anyone else could…speaking of which, guess who Kingsley had come in today to try?"

"Who?"

"Slughorn."

"Bloody hell," Ron laughed. "He must really be desperate."

"Thought one was Polyjuice Potion," Harry said. "As if we wouldn't know what that looks like."

"What are you doing here?" Ginny asked Ron, walking into the living room.

"Nice to see you too," Ron said.

"Where are the kids?" Harry asked.

"James is over at the shop with George," she replied, sitting down between Harry and Ron. "Rose, Hugo and Albus are trying to catch tadpoles out by the stream and Lily is playing with some muggle children over in the next village."

"Rose and Hugo are here?" Ron asked.

"Brilliant parenting," Ginny said, rolling her eyes. "I'll be sure to tell Hermione how on top of it you are."

"No, no. That's fine."

"Anyway," Ginny said. "I was going to go help mum with dinner for tonight. You do remember that we're eating at seven, right?"

"Yes," Harry said. "Don't worry; we'll be there."

"Right well," Ginny said. "There's some stew in the kitchen if you get hungry. Just keep an eye on the kids, will you?"

"You forgot about dinner tonight, didn't you?" Ron grinned as Ginny apperated to the Burrow.

"Yeah, like you didn't," Harry said.

"Fair enough."

Suddenly, the Potter's fireplace glowed with green flames, and the outline of Kingsley's head appeared.

"Harry," he said. "Do you have a moment?"

"What's going on? Did you find-"

"No, we didn't find Claridina," Kingsley said. "But we have someone here who says he needs to talk to you; says it's urgent. Can you come in? I don't think it will take long."

"Can you watch the kids?" Harry asked Ron.

"Sure, go on, mate," Ron nodded.

"I'll be there in a moment," Harry told Kingsley. Kingsley nodded and his face disappeared from the fireplace.

"Any idea who it can be?" Ron asked as Harry got up.

"No, but hopefully it's someone who can give some information on Claridina," Harry said.

Harry apperated into the lobby of the Ministry, and quickly headed up to Kingsley's office.

"Sorry to call you away from home," Kingsley said as he met Harry.

"No problem," Harry said.

"He's right in here," Kingsley said, opening the door to an interview room next to his office.

Harry walked inside and found himself staring at none other than Draco Malfoy.