It was hours later, and most of the guests had gone home. All except Fred, Ron, Hermione, Harry, Draco, Lisa and Heather who were sitting on the many couches in the living room. Danie and her father were standing with Snape's mother near the fire place.

"Sevvy darling is it really necessary for all of these children to be here?" Danie's Grandmother asked

"Yes mother, it is necessary for they are your granddaughter's friends and she won't let me kick them out" Snape replied "except I don't understand why the older Weasley is here"

"Only the most important friends should be able to stay." Grandmother said. She pointed to Heather "Why should she be able to stay?"

"Adoptive Sister and best friend"

"Her?"

"Lisa is a best friend and almost adoptive sister."

"Him?"

Snape interrupted Danie. "The boy who lived."

"Awww," Her grandmother said, ruffling Harry's already messy hair. "Don't worry I'll protect you from that mean old Voldie! I used to play poker with him... and yea I dated him as well... very bad relationship." Harry was trying to get away from her "Moving on. Him?"

"Draco is Heather's boyfriend and Lisa's brother."

"Her?"

"Hermione is a best friend"

"Him?"

"Ron is Hermione's boyfriend"

"And him?"

"Umm..." Danie said stalling, looking up and glancing at Fred who gave her the same look.

"OH MY GOD!" Heather shouted, realization coming over her. "Fred's your boyfriend, isn't he?"

"Yes, he is" Danie, avoiding her father and grandmother's eyes at all costs.

Snape groaned. "A Weasley? Why did you have to choose a Weasley? What's wrong with all the eligible Slytherins?"

"First father, the Slytherins boys are all ass holes who think of nothing but themselves. Second, he's a sweetheart." Danie snapped.

"Hey!" Draco protested. "I'm still here, remember?"

Everyone ignored him.

"And you didn't tell me, why?" Heather demanded.

"Yea and why didn't I know?" Ron asked, puzzled.

"Because we've only communicated through mail." Fred spoke up.

"Alright, alright." Danie's grandmother said. "Sevvy, the girl can date whom ever she wants. Remember you were not much older than her when you joined with her mother. And Eleanor dear, don't be rushing into things. It's nice that you've been able to talk and get to know each other, but dating through mail is unadvisable."

"Its okay grans," Danie replied over Snape's exasperated sigh. "We've gotten to know each other in person as well."

"Fine. Now can we get to the point?" Snape begged.

"Have it your way. Where is Amelia?" Snape's mother questioned.

"She's... not alive anymore." Danie said, knowing full well that it was her mother she was talking about.

"Oh that's too bad. Where are her ashes?"

"They were scattered before we could retrieve them." Snape said.

"Poor dear. I'll miss my dear daughter. Now, why are all these people in the house?"

"We were having a New Year's party." Heather said. Everyone looked at her for yet again, stepping over her bounds. "Sorry," she said, and hid her face in Draco's chest, trying to cover the blush.

"How old is Eleanor now?"

"16" Danie replied. "And please call me Danie."

"Alright. Sevvy... YOU'VE KEPT ME LOCKED UP IN THAT DUSTY OLD JAR FOR FIFTEEN YEARS?!"

Snape winced and shot the group an 'I told you so' look.

Everyone sighed and tried to get comfortable; this was going to take a long time for Snape to explain.

"Alright, fine. I guess I forgive you." Snape's mother said.
The majority of teenagers had fallen asleep right around the time they figured out that this was Snape's mother-in-law so to speak. Halfway through, Danie had gone and sat next to Fred, who was now sleeping soundly on her shoulder as she listened intently. Lisa and Harry were asleep in the large armchair, Hermione and Ron on the long couch, and Heather was curled up next to Draco as he stroked her hair, also listening intently.

Danie looked around at her friends and then looked at Fred. She had never been gladder that he'd fallen asleep when he did than right then. She had found out something that had not been explained to her about the marriage rituals of the Vampire Clan. Something that could easily shatter a relationship in its fragile beginnings.

Of course Draco had been listening too, and Danie caught him staring at the two across the room, curiously.

"Daddy, Grans, if we're all done here, can we go to bed?" Danie spoke up, breaking the silence.

Snape looked at the clock on the wall which read 3:45 am.

"Yes, but I want the boys on a different floor. In fact, a different wing and a different floor." He replied.

Danie and Draco were too tired to argue. Benevolently, they awoke everyone else and trudged upstairs to the main hallways which separated the wings.

"You have to trust her more, Severus." His mother warned. "Especially if she's going to lead the clan."

"I know mother." Snape replied, sighing and beginning to march upstairs to make sure the group had followed instructions. "I know."