She was sitting at the Head Table, Neville to her right and Theo on the complete opposite end, when the pompous looking owl arrived. It was carrying a stack of envelopes and proceeded to deliver one to each member of the staff sitting at the table, save Draco. Opening the envelope, she pulled out a very fancy looking invitation.
You are cordially invited to
An Ugly Christmas Jumper party
At
The Potter-Malfoy Flat
December 24th at 6:00 pm
Hermione burst out laughing, gathering the attention of the table. She waved the invitation in the air and addressed Draco.
"Harry make you do this?"
He scowled at her.
"He wants to make it a new tradition. Apparently, this ugly Christmas jumper thing is all the rage amongst the Muggles," he drawled.
"And he was able to convince you to join in the fun?"
"Unfortunately. He's even got Mother all excited for it. Apparently, even Father is being forced to attend, ugly jumper and all."
She was happy that she had already swallowed the mouthful of tea she had in her mouth or surely it would have been sprayed all over the table.
"Are you telling me that Lucius will be at your party in an ugly Christmas jumper?"
"That would be correct."
"Oh, there is no way I am missing this. What do you say, Neville?"
"Sounds like fun, love," he responded.
Her gaze shifted to the end of the table, where Theo was sitting. She kept her eyes on him, hoping he would look up. He didn't, though, instead keeping his gaze firmly set on his plate. Fine. She was getting sick of his sulking.
"I'm going to go get some marking done. Neville, are you ready?"
"Sure, I've got a ton of marking to do as well."
As they walked out of the Great Hall, Neville's hand in hers, she resisted the urge to look back at Theo once more.
Prompt: (9) Tradition
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