Author's notes: Yes I know I said a minimum of two weeks, but I took my test and was way to excited about this chapter. This was a very difficult chapter for me to write. While the basic idea is mine. The dialoug is mostly from SlytherinPerson number 5002. Please be aware this chapter I posted up before doing a final beta read. So there will be major grammatical error. I hope to have this cleared up soon.

Dragon123d:here you go. Dear Marge is in for an interesting Christmas EVE

Phnxgrl: glad you loved it

Luiz4200: yup the malfoy's left a very bad impression on Amelia.

Enrinyes: yeay I got another reader! Glad you find it interesting and I have so much in store.

As the Dursley's were driving home Samantha couldn't help but wonder why her mother had denied a family invitation. She curiously looked at mum "mum, why did you deny Harry's Christmas invitation.

Amelia softly replied "dear you know your great aunt Marge knows nothing about your magical abilities, and we cant just tell her about it!"

Samantha scrunched her face up a little bit in confusion "but mum you were okay until the name Malfoy was mentioned."

Amelia's face went dark. Amelia sat there thinking yes the Malfoy's were the problem but she couldn't tell her daughter the exact reason so instead she sighed and said " it's something I do not exactly wish to talk about at least, not yet." Amelia answered.

Samantha was the type of girl to usually get what she wanted and that wasn't an answer she was looking for so she tried again "it cant be that bad, and don't you think I deserve to know why you would decline an invitation from family? In fact if I think about it you were fine with the invitation up to the point with the Malfoy's being mentioned. Mum , why do you have a problem with them? I think I should should know because I consider Scorpius Malfoy my friend. He might be acting like a complete git but he is a Hufflepuff."

Amelia rubbed her temple. When her daughter wanted answer's she could be relentless but that is not what worried her the most. Her daughter had said that she was a friend with a Malfoy. She shook her head the Malfoy's as far as she was aware weren't good news so she turned to her daughter and said "Sweetie you must promise me not to affiliate yourself with the Malfoy's any longer. Do I make my self clear young lady?"

At this Samantha recoiled a bit and was about to make a remark back. Her grandmother put a hand on her daughter's shoulders "Samantha dear, listen to your mum. She cares very deeply for you."

Samantha looked dejected but relented "O-kay, but I am not making any promises. Sorry mum."

Amelia just rubbed her face "It's fine sweetie. Just, please try to avoid them at all costs."

"Sure." Samantha answered, a hint of sarcasm in her voice that her parents didn't pick up on. The rest of the ride was spent in a somewhat uncomfortable silence. Eventually the Dursley's arrived home. The first thing Samantha noticed was her Great Aunt Marge's car in the Drive way. She didn't know much about her and only met her once when she was young.

Vernon Dursley wasn't in the best mood and it was all because of those damn Potter's. They had corrupted his only grandchild who he loved a lot. Currently he was in the dining room washing the dishes while his sister was in the living room. To be honest he missed his granddaughter and had came to accept that she was a witch. As he turned off the faucet he felt soft hands going around him. He turned around and smiled. There was his granddaughter.

As Samantha hugged her grandfather she said "Grandpa I missed you so much. I hope your not mad me still."

Vernon Dursley looked down at his granddaughter "dear I can never be mad but I was a little upset."

He hugged his granddaughter back and whispered "your great aunt is in the living and is dying to meet you and we told her that your going to a elite private boarding school named Eton."

Samantha looked at her father and nodded, but before she could turn around her Great Aunt and her bull dog came into the kitchen "there is my niece! I am so proud of you making it into such a prestigious school."

Samantha gave her Great Aunt a smile and then hugged her as she did Aunt Petunia cleared her throat and whispered to "Vernon the Potter's are coming over for Christmas Eve."

Vernon's face went dark and he whispered in a dangerous voice "What do you mean they are coming for Christmas Eve and what am I supposed to tell Marge."

Petunia sighed "Vernon our granddaughter wanted to spend time with all of her family members, and we couldn't go to there house. So they decided the best thing would be to come over here. As for telling Marge well that is your responsibility, and she better be on her best behavior. Last time she was dealing with only one underage wizard. This time she has around four underage wizard and witches to deal with."

Vernon grunted but didn't say anything as the Dursley's made there way towards the living room. The rest of the break until Christmas eve passed by with out incident.

On Christmas eve the Potter's pulled up to the Dursley's house in Harry's BMW. Harry had to rent this vehicle because apparently the excuse was that he never went to Saint Brutus Secure Centre for Incurably Criminal Boys. He wasn't going to act like a criminal in front of his kid. Of course he couldn't come clean to Marge Dursley so he would be telling her that he went to the same school as Samantha Dursley on full scholarship and that the Dursley's had lied because they were embarrassed that their own son hadn't gotten the same opportunity. If Marge ever asked where he worked, he would say he worked in a high profile government job. He had pulled enough strings to make it appear that he did work there is Marge ever decided to find out.

Harry turned off the engine as Lily and Albus stepped out of the car Harry cleared his voice "James please wait in the car. I must speak to you."

At this James curiously looked at his father as the rest of the family got out. Once everyone was out Harry looked at his older son "James tonight you have to be on your best behavior. Your Great Uncle well he doesn't tolerate magic but his sister Marge can be awfully mean. There might be a time when I look directly at you and that will be your signal to take all the kids to the living room. We can't afford any accidental magic tonight."

James looked at his dad questioningly but once he saw the serious face of his father's serious face he straightened up and nodded. Harry nodded "Well lets not keep the Dursley's waiting!"

Soon Harry approached the door and took a deep breath. He lightly knocked on the door bell. Harry was praying that Dudley had enough sense to see to the door himself besides sending Marge to the door. The door opened up and there stood Dudley. Harry let out a sigh of relief as Dudley said in a whisper "Harry, please don't get too offended by anything you hear while here. Aunt Marge and Dad aren't in the best of mood. In fact both of them threatened to leave several times but only Samantha's pleading as kept them at bay.

Harry let out a groan because this was exactly what he was afraid of. He knew his uncle temper and he knew his Uncle would tolerate him because of his granddaughter. The issue was with Aunt Marge. The women had very little respect for him, and even though he had control over his magic his kids were different case. There magic was undeveloped and it could explode at any moment. After a few seconds of thoughts Harry spoke "Don't worry, I'll be fine. The kids on the other hand, well they are another case. Even your daughter can lose control of her magic"

Samantha came running up Hugging Harry "Uncle you shouldn't talk about me like that and think I am not around. I can control my magic and better then Albus over hear."

Albus let out a puff of hot hair and Harry chuckled "Samantha remember your Great Aunt can't find out about magic. Our cover story is boarding school."

Samantha rolled her eyes but nodded in agreement and then Dudley put a hand on Harry's shoulder and said "Well let's go in shall we."

As the Potter's walked in Marge turned the corner with her Bull dog Ripper and spat in disgust "So you have decided to show your face in this house?"

Harry muttered "she hasn't changed one bit since we last met." And casually looked at Marge and said "Well Dudley invited us us Marge." Harry spat this part out with extra hate making sure Marge knew that her comments were not appreciated.

Marge turned to face her nephew "Tell me why you did something as stupid as that and this boy should have more respect."

Harry let out a cough and turned to James "Can you children please go into the living room."

James looked confused but decided it was best if he listened to his father but as James and his two other kids tried to make there way to the living room Ripper came up to them and started barking and growling. Harry turned to Marge and said "Marge will you please call of your dog before I hurt it."

Marge swiftly turned to Harry "Oh I would like to see you try boy. You see Pit bulls can smell riffraff's and they protect the home from such people." Harry glared at Marge but Dudley came around and grabbed Rippers leash and yanked him away from the kids.

Marge then turned to Dudley as the children made there way toward the living room "Dudders why did you invite this hooligan to our home for the holidays?"

As Marge was talking to her nephew Harry whispered to Ginny "can you go and help Amelia out in the kitchen it will get ugly in here and I don't want you to lose control of your temper."

Ginny looked darkly at Marge "I am not responsible for my actions if she continues being this ugly." And stormed into the kitchen.

Harry rubbed his face as he turned to his cousin who was talking to Marge "Aunt our kids go to the same boarding school, so I thought we should try to fix our broken bond."

Marge face darkened and then turned to Harry "boy come lets talk in the living room."

Harry shrugged his shoulders and made his way towards the living room. Once seated Marge grabbed a glass of wine "So boy Dudley informs me that you never went to a criminal school for boys, but actually got accepted into a elite private school. In fact if I am correct you went to the same school. "

Harry smirked "yes mam I did."

Marge looked at Harry skeptically. Something didn't settle right about the boy. Marge had a very good memory and as far as she remembered the boy never had good grades. Marge took a sip of her wine "Well boy what do you do exactly. You can't be a bum and must have some money because your well dressed. In fact there is a BMW convertible in the drive way."

Uncle Vernon stuttered "You drive a BMW."

Harry perked up at this and said "Yes Vernon I drive and as I should as I work directly for the Prime minister!'

Vernon whispered dangerously "Boy what are you playing at? You don't work for the Prime Minister and you will blow our cover. If Marge finds out about Samantha's freakiness."

Marge looked at Harry "Well if your lying I will know because I have contacts."

Harry rolled his eyes but just nodded as Aunt Petunia's voice came from the kitchen "Dinner is ready."

Harry got up and walked towards the kitchen. When Dudley got near to Harry whispered "Its not wise to have to much alcohol. You know Marge has big mouth."

Dudley looked apologetically at Harry "Sorry, I tried to keep the wine away but Aunt demanded it. She claims Christmas is not the same with out wine."

Harry just nodded. As he entered he saw Albus and James fighting over the cookie jar. Marge Dursley scoffed "Potter I hope your boys don't embarrass you like this in front of the Prime Minister. Seems like they never got a whipping." She then took her cane and went to smack the two boys on there behind. Ginny Weasley quickly grabbed the cane and snarled "Don't you dare."

Marge looked at the girl in front of her head to toe "and who exactly are you."

Ginny looked at Marge in disgust "I am there mother and Harry's wife, and you will not hit my kids."

"Oh non of that nansy pansy about not hitting kids Mrs. Potter. Look at your husband he got several spanking and he turned out to be okay. In fact, he was quit the delinquent and born to those drunkard parents." Barked Marge

James looked at his father and then said "Father may we watch Television in the living room and have our Christmas dinner there."

Harry looked at his son but Petunia budged in "I think that is a great idea. You kids could get to know each other while the adults talk."

Marge then barked "Oh nonsense these four are old enough to enjoy dinner right here at the table." She then took her cane and placed it on James shoulder "What is your name boy?"

James looked confusingly at his parents but replied "James mam."

Marge nodded in approval "He looks fourteen and Samantha is only 11 and the younger one looks like he is 11. No they will enjoy dinner right at the table."

Marge then looked at Ginny "Girl where did you meet Potter? Prey tell me who are your parents. They must be influential or are you a gold digger."

As Marge said that the glass in her hand exploded.

Vernon exploded "Marge are you okay?"

Marge looked skeptically at her hand. Blood slowly trickling down her hand. This seemed all to familiar. She shook her head "Oh Vernon not to worry. A little to much to drink."

Marge got up and went to the cabinet to get another glass. Vernon looked dangerously at his nephew "What was that?"

Harry glared back at his Uncle "That was accidental magic, and I am not responsible for what my kids do. There is no way to control it either."

Vernon's face became red but before he could say anything Samantha spoke "Granddad I am sorry but that was me. Why is aunt Marge being so mean?"

Vernon turned to his granddaughter and was about to explode but calmed down as he saw her face. "oh sweetie your Great Aunt had to much to drink."

Marge then came back and looked at Ginny "So what do you do girl? Or are you just a whore?"

Ginny's face became red with anger but before anyone could do anything all of a sudden Aunt Marge floated up into the air, and Uncle Vernon let out a horrifying scream. A few seconds later bats started to come out of Marge's nostrils. Harry turned to his wife who shock her head no. Then he turned to see his three children and Samantha Dursley standing there in anger.

Vernon was lost for words and Petunia muttered "She deserves it."

Harry sighed and said "I'll let the ministry know and we will erase her memory yet again."