Dumbledore met the students in the infirmary after Quirell was safely put in Azkaban. He did take a detour to grab Harry's invisibility cloak. It was about time he gave Harry what is rightfully his, even if the boy didn't deserve it. He hoped Harry wouldn't use it to hurt muggles.
Harry was the only one awake. "H- Mr. Potter. I have something of your father's." Dumbledore handed Harry his invisibility cloak. "It makes you invisible. Use it wisely. Also, I'm sorry for everything. Do you have a place to stay?" "I'm staying with Malfoy, sir. Moon and Thompsan are also." Dumbledore tried to keep his composure, as his insides threatened to explode from anger. "Be careful, Mr. Potter." Dumbledore had some work to do, before Lucius radicalized the boy even further. At least Harry obviously was not a blood purist despite some misguided rumors spreading around the wizarding world.
When the time came to go back home, Harry was smiling with his owl and snake, sharing his compartment with Malfoy, Moon, Thompsan, and the Praxises. His uncle was estatic that he wouldn't be coming home for the summer. Good riddance was all his aunt wrote.
Lucius picked up the Harry, Lilly, and Noah. "How do you do?" Lucius stuck his hand out emulating what he knew of muggles, due to how many were around at the moment. Harry shook it, "Good, sir." After introductions were out of the way, Lucius escorted them to the Knight Bus, "Hang on, it can be a rough ride." Draco nodded, "Father is right. I would listen if I were you."
Lucius escorted the four kids to his house. This was of course temporary as the Ministry wanted to keep Potter safe from those disgusting muggles. That must be where mudbloods get it from, there may be hope for them. Now, to see how behaved muggleborns can truely be.
Lucius gave Lilly a separate room than the boys. "I expect you all to be on your best behavior." Lucius kept his voice gentle yet stern. He looked at the kids, "I understand your background isn't great, but I expect you all to act like true wizards."
Harry's birthday hit soon. He was woke up by an excited Draco, "We're going to go flying!" He yelled. "Snape's even coming!" "Cool." Harry smiled. Noah seemed a little sick at the mention, "Snape is coming?" "He isn't bad!" Draco assured Noah, "Come on, we got to get Lilly." Harry coughed, "We should knock, it is rude to enter a girls room in the muggle world." Draco's face was contorted into a mix of surprise and thought, "Why?" "Girls are seen as weak." Harry laughed, "And easy to take advantage of." "That is pathetic." Draco was wondering what sick things muggles do to come to that conclusion. It can't come from nothing, right?
In the afternoon, Severus knocked on the door to Malfoy's manor. He can't believe he was doing this. He may like quidditch, but flying wasn't his favorite pass time. Why couldn't Potter hate him like a normal student? Luscius had to keep pestering him to celebrate the brat's birthday with him. And Moon was there, he can't stand how similar she looks to Lilly. He feels nothing, but guilt when looking at her. And he feels bad for making her think he doesn't like her. He feels indifferent to her. She wasn't stupid as many other students. She just has to look as if she could be related to the Evans family.
"Afternoon Severus." Lucius bowed. "Afternoon." Snape was surprised when he was hugged by not one, but two boys. Potter was hugging him! "Are we all ready?" Snape ignored his conflicting feelings around being hugged by Potter. On one hand, he couldn't stand looking at the boy, on the other hand, he knew Lilly would appreciate him looking after the boy. James would probably be rolling in his grave, right about now.
All the kids gave a nod. Thompsan and Moon hiding behind Lucius. "Well, why are we waiting?" Snape held the two boys who hugged him on each side of him, while Lucius did the same with the other two children. They apparated to the pitch. "Be careful." Snape warned the children, unphased by three of the four children taking it all in. "Severus is right, you should play with children your age for a while. We will be here if you need us."
Harry was flying much higher than any child had the right to be. Draco encouraged the other to fly up with him. Harry's snake started talking, "Too high." "He wants to go lower." Harry didn't realize he was getting to the ground in top speeds. Draco couldn't keep up with him, Noah and Lilly were afraid to try to go after him. All the wizards heard angry hissing and the kid's in loco parents' hearts pounding. "Harry Potter!" Snape yelled very angrily. Harry got off his broom and walked towards his professor. "I would appreciate it if you are more careful on the broom. You are too inexperienced to be attempting those moves at those speeds without supervision." "You were supervising me, sir." "Then let me know when you are going something stupid." Lucius cut in, "Relax Severus. We can teach him some moves." "Feel free. I prefer to keep my feet on the ground." "Help yourself." Lucius grabbed a broom, "I'll teach you and Draco some moves, Potter." Snape watched the kids play, happy to keep off a broom.
After Lucius got done encouraging the two boys to give him a heart attack, thank Merlin that the other two kids had some sense, to not speed while learning how to use a broom. Even Draco could not control a broom that well, despite being on one, nearly every day since he could hold one, Snape noticed Harry go up to a dirty blond girl, who looked lost.
"Hi, Potter Harry. Nice to meet you." "Lovegood Luna." Luna introduced herself. "These must be Malfoy, Thompsan, and Moon." Draco wasn't surprised she knew his name, but how did she know the mud-muggleborns names off the bat? "It's a shame the Weasleys couldn't come." Luna looked at Harry's face. "You don't like the Weasleys, do you?" Harry scowled, "They will get us all killed!" "You are in good hands. Especially when the rat is seen." "What?" Harry was confused. "Sorry, I had a vision." "A rat?" Draco sighed. The snake spoke again, "I want to eat one." Harry assured the snake he would feed it fresh mice later while thinking about what Lovegood said. He found it quite strange, but he had a nagging feeling that he should listen to what she said, as little sense as it made.