Greetings! I decided to write this little three-parter out of pure inspiration.
Please review!
Oh and if you haven't read 'Timeline', then I suggest you do.
All familiar characters belong to the lovely J.K. Rowling
The song 'I'd Like To Visit the Moon' does not belong to me but is actually from Sesame Street.
Birthdays (Part One)
By JLaLa
St. Mungo's Baby Registry-April 15
Samuel Lucas Malfoy-6:15pm
Jamie Lillian Potter-10:45pm
It was common knowledge that Samuel Malfoy and Jamie Potter shared the same birthday. However, it was also common knowledge that though they shared the same birthday, they shared nothing else in common.
Samuel Malfoy was shy, a bit introverted and extremely smart. His Aunt Hermione, who was his father's friend and his late mother's co-worker, often lent him books from her massive library in her Hogsmeade home. He rejoiced in books because they gave him solace from Jamie.
Jamie Potter was truly a dark-haired version of her mother, Ginny. Sharp-tongued, witty, and uncommonly beautiful, Jamie was always the center of attention. As a child, she often bothered Samuel as he tried to read for he was the only one who never paid attention to her while others fought for it. Draco was amused by this.
He remembered a time when the two children could not be kept away from one another. He had notice their connection the evening that he had first brought Samuel to their home. Draco had carried the small bundle that was his son into the nursery. His eyes misted over the half-done nursery that Eva had been in the middle of fixing up. While the basinette was finish, the changing table remained in pieces and the supplies laid in the many shopping bags and boxes that Eva had accumulated over her pregnancy.
Draco looked down at Samuel who slept peacefully and placed him in the basinette so that he could get some rest.
However, Draco didn't realize that babies tended to cry.
A lot.
It was about a hour later when the knock on the doorbell sounded. He rushed over to the door with his wailing son in hand, and was greeted by Ginny Potter who held a small bundle in her arms, her newborn Jamie.
"I remember my first night with Al," she informed him with a soft smile and he gratefully let her in. Wordlessly, they climbed the stairs to the nursery and Ginny laughed when she walked in. "Did you have a little trouble finding things?" When Samuel started to wail, he had assume that it was because he was wet. But then he couldn't find the diapers. After finally finding the diapers, he found that his son was not wet. Nor was he hungry. Draco smelt of spilled formula and baby powder. His hair was a mess and the dark circles were prominent.
Ginny noticed that he was a mess before she even saw him. She could hear Samuel's cries from outside.
"I just always assumed that Eva would be here to help..." Draco said and his voice began to break a little. Putting his crying son in the basinette, he sat on the nearby rocking chair. "I don't know what to do Ginny. I have no idea how to care for my son."
"No one is born that way," Ginny assured him from where she stood. Jamie slept peacefully in her arm and she went over to the crying baby. Gently, she placed her baby next to Samuel. "It comes in time. You'll learn."
Silently Ginny walked over to the boxes that were placed in the corner of the room. "I didn't have time to unpack," Draco informed her sheepishly. "Half the things in there I know nothing about." Ginny opened a box and began to place things in groups so that she could explain what they were to him.
"I never got to thank you," Ginny said as she unpacked. "You saved our lives. Harry kept on saying about how great you were and I never thought I'd ever hear that." Draco laughed softly to himself. He'd never thought that he would ever help Potter.
"I did what I had to do to save you, Ginny," he replied.
"What's this?" Ginny asked and pulled out a circular disc.
"It's a compact disc," Draco said and walked over to her. Looking at the label, he smiled fondly and then pulled out a small boombox that was in the same box. "These were some of Eva's favorite songs as a child. She burned them onto this disc for Samuel to listen to."
"How does it work?" she asked him.
Draco plugged in the boombox and Ginny watched him placed the silvery disc into a compartment on top of the box. He pressed a button and then sat back in the chair as the tune filled the air.
Well, I'd like to visit the moon
On a rocket ship high in the air
Yes, I'd like to visit the moon
But I don't think I'd like to live there
Though I'd like to look down at the earth from above
I would miss all the places and people I love...
"So although I might like it for one afternoon I don't want to live on the moon," he finished softly.
Draco began to weep in earnest. It hadn't truly hit him till now that his wife was gone. Eva would not come through that door calling out to him. He would never feel her kiss on his lips, or her arms around his neck as they danced around their living room. It was what they did every evening after dinner. He missed Eva badly. So badly that he wanted to scream but instead he sobbed. He sobbed loudly and with abandon. His breath came in loud gasps.
Suddenly a hand was on his head smoothing his hair and for a moment he thought it was his mother. Narcissa was not an affectionate woman but sometimes before he slept she would come in to bid him goodnight and smooth his hair. It was the only time he felt like his mother truly cared. Looking up, he saw that Ginny stood before him with tears in her eyes. She looked like the Madonna, her eyes full of sympathy and mercy.
Ginny knelt before him and pulled him to her so that he was crying on her shoulder. "I miss her. Every part of me misses her."
"I know and I can never truly know how you feel," she said to him. "It might not go away but every day you'll see that the pain will lessen. Look at your son, Draco. He was made by the love that you and Eva had for one another. That will never die. You have to live and go on. For him."
He pulled away and nodded. Ginny's eyes suddenly widened and she put her index finger to her lips. Ginny got up and he followed suit going to the basinette. Jamie and Samuel laid beside one another asleep. "He's finally asleep. Sam looks like Eva when he's sleeping."
"They look like they belong together," Ginny remarked and then picked up Samuel. Rocking him softly, she gestured him to do the same.
He picked up Jamie and began to sway with her to the music. Part of him knew that it would be alright. Samuel would be okay because there were people who cared about him. Draco's eyes met Ginny's and she smiled at him reassuringly.
So if I should visit the moon
Well, I'll dance on a moonbeam and then
I will make a wish on a star
And I'll wish I was home once again
Though I'd like to look down at the earth from above
I would miss all the places and people I love
So although I may go I'll be coming home soon
'Cause I don't want to live on the moon
No, I don't want to live on the moon...
"What are you doing?" Jamie Potter asked curiously. At eight, she was an explorer and always wanted to know how things work. However, she wanted to learn everything by having adventures like her daddy and mummy had when they were children. "Sammy?"
Samuel Malfoy looked up from the book he read with an exasperated sigh. He had been enjoying his book of Greek myths but his friend had other ideas. They were in the backyard of Grimmauld Place which the Potters had renovated when they moved back from Martha's Vineyard.
"James," he said to her and placed his book down. He was the only one who called her that. "I'm reading, something you might want to try once and awhile." At eight, Samuel's education level had become equivalent to a ten year old's, he just always a knack for absorbing everything.
"You don't have to be such a jerk about it," she replied in a hurt tone. Samuel's face softened and he took her hand. They had been friends for as long as he could remember. They often slept in the same crib as babies because they just cried if they weren't together.
"Okay what do you want to do?" he asked. Jamie's lips broke into a wide grin which he found pretty. Her dark hair was in a long plait down her back and her green eyes glowed happily. His own hair was a little darker than hers but while her skin was like a creamy peach, his was tan inherited by his mother's side.
Jamie took his hand leading him away to the nearby makeshift pond that her parents had made. Draco and Harry watched from the window. Ginny sat sipping her tea from her seat.
"This is going to kill them," Ginny said and they sat back down. "They've never been apart since the day they were born."
"But this is Harvard, Gin," Harry replied and then sat back down. "With all the research that can be done, Draco could really help a lot of people."
"Is this right for Samuel though?" Draco asked joining them. "It would be a lot more money towards my research if I went back to school. I guess that I could talk to Samuel about it."
"But not right now," Harry said watching her daughter show her friend a small toad. "Let them enjoy this one afternoon."
Draco stood outside his son's room. He wasn't sure about how to break the news but he never hid anything from Samuel. He knocked gently and then entered. Samuel's room was not typical for an eight year old. It had toys but they weren't scattered on the floor like Albus and Evan's but were neatly inside his toy chest. He sat on his bed with a book on his lap. When he saw his father, he grinned.
"Hey dad," he greeted. "What's up?"
Draco approached the bed and then sat next to him. Samuel looked very much like him except for his dark features. He ruffled his son's hair. "I've got some good news," he began. "I got into a great school and when I graduate I can start my research."
"That's great," Samuel replied. "How long will it be?"
"About four years," Draco said and took a breath. "But Sam, Harvard is in the States and the thing is that we have to leave...in a week."
"But Jamie!" he exclaimed and then blushed. "And Al and Evan too. I don't want to leave them."
"I know," Draco said. "That's why I wanted to talk to you. If you are unhappy about it than we'll stay. I don't want to force you to do anything, I want you to be happy."
For a moment, Samuel sat silent. It was true, he didn't want to leave his life here. His friends were here. The Potters and Weasleys were like his family. Jamie was his best friend and he couldn't deny that something inside himself hurt when he thought about leaving his friend.
Samuel looked at his father and realized that this was really important to him. He loved his dad more than anyone. "Okay."
"What?"
"Let's go," said Samuel. "Dad, I think that you could do something great and going to school would help you out with all the research."
Draco smiled and kissed his son's head. "You know your mum would've been very proud of you."
"Now how will I tell James?" he asked worriedly.
It was two days before Samuel actually told his friend. He and his father flooed to Grimmauld to have dinner with the Potters as well Hermione and Ron. Luna and Neville would join them for dessert. As Samuel stepped out into the dining room, he was greeted by Evan who was currently sporting a bright red mohawk.
"Hey Evan," he greeted and the boy slapped him in the middle of his back. "How's it going?"
"We went to Diagon Alley to get Al's wand!" Evan informed him.
"What kind?"
"From a birch tree, good for defensive spells," Al said as he came in. Tall and broad, Al would clearly be a muscular boy and even though he was only just turned ten, he maintained an air of seriousness. However, he always had a twinkle in his eyes. "I got an owl too who looks like Hedwig. His name is Morty."
"Morty?" Sam questioned.
"Short for Mortimer," Evan said and laughed loudly. "I named him." Evan was a gangly boy with freckles and bright eyes.
"Honestly that hair!" Hermione said as she walked in. "Ginny! How can you allow him to wear his hair like that?"
"I like my children to express themselves," Ginny said as she walked into the room with a plate. She smiled at Samuel and placed the plate on the table. "Hello darling." Ginny hugged the young boy and then hugged Draco.
"Hands off my wife Draco," Harry said jokingly as he walked in along with Ron.
"Where's Jamie?" Samuel asked quietly.
"Upstairs mate," Ron said and Samuel looked at his dad. Draco nodded to him and the young boy went up the stairs.
"Oh Harry," Ginny said. "Our little girl's heart is going to be broken."
"Don't worry Mum," Evan said. "Everyone knows that those two will either kill each other or marry each other. I'll do whatever chore you want if he doesn't marry her."
"Evan, please do not bet on your sister," Ginny replied. "Harry tell him!"
"I'll take you on that bet," Harry said.
"HARRY!" Hermione and Ginny said together.
"Bloody hell! I just hate mowing that lawn!"
Jamie removed the plait that held her hair and took the brush that laid on her vanity. It was about the only girly thing that she did. She had inherited her mother stick straight hair and it looked good. On her mother.
"James?"
She turned to see Samuel watching her from the doorway intently. Walking over to him, she knew that something was wrong. "Hey Sammy. What's up?"
He always like her room. It was painted pale blue and there were pillows everywhere. Books like 'Gray's Anatomy' and other medical journals sat on her shelf as well as some healing spellbooks that his father had lent her. They had spent many days playing in her room and though he was a smart boy he had to wonder why his chest hurt so badly when he thought about never doing that again.
Samuel sat on her bed and she joined him. "My dad got into a school," he said to her.
"That's great," she said to him and noticed his somber expression. "Samuel." She never called him by his full name unless she wanted to say something serious. "Where is the school?"
"In the States," Samuel told her and that was enough. Her arms were thrown around his neck and she was crying. "Don't cry James. It won't be long...just four years." The crying worsened and he put his arms around her waist pulling her closer.
"We've never been apart," she said to him. "You'll forget about me!"
He chuckled. "Who could forget you?" Taking something from his jacket pocket, he handed it to her. "I want you to have this." She pulled a silvery disc out of the package.
"You remembered," she said and smiled. "The 'Sesame Street' song."
"Yeah," Samuel said. "I'll miss you."
"I know," Jamie replied through her tears. "We'll always have our birthday."
"You ready?" Draco asked his son. Samuel turned to look at him and Draco still couldn't believe how fast he had grown. He was tall and a bit lanky which reminded him of himself at twelve but that dark coloring was Eva's. More and more he saw Eva's personality in him.
He was proud of Samuel. He was not even in high school but his education was well beyond that. His teachers had recommended that he be skipped up so that he could graduate. Both he and Samuel had agreed and now he would be starting his senior year of high school. After he would proceed to Hogwarts where he would continue his wizarding curriculum. Draco's decision also had to do with his son's social life. Sure, he had some friends but Samuel always seemed to be a little lonely. It was why they were going home for Christmas.
"Yeah, as ready as I'll ever be," he replied in a deep voice. He took a bag that held everyone's presents and went to the fireplace with a fist full of floo powder. "Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place!" Green flames erupted around him and he took a breath.
When he opened his eyes, he was in the dining room of Grimmauld Place. Walking in, he saw that it was empty but the room was decorated heavily with Christmas decorations. A huge tree stood in the corner with presents littered under it. He opened his bag and knelt down to place the presents under the tree.
"Happy Christmas Sammy," someone whispered into his ear. The breath was warm and a shiver ran through him.
He turned to see a skinny girl with two pigtails grinning at him. He tugged one of her pigtails. "Hello James." She threw her arms around him and he tightened his hold on her.
"Oy! They haven't been together for five minutes and they're all over each other," Evan said as he walked in with the rest of the family.
Green flames erupted and Draco entered from the fireplace. He looked at his son amused and walk to the hugging children. "You were suppose to come back to help me with the luggage but I can see why you didn't." Jamie let go of her friend to hug his father.
"I can't believe it," Ginny said as she placed a dish of food on the table. "Samuel, you're so handsome!" Ginny Potter took him in her arms and he noticed how pretty she looked. It had become a strange phenomenon. He had began to notice pretty faces and figures but it had never occurred to him how much puberty would take him over. He blushed at the thought.
"Hey Samuel," Al said and he was amazed at how how muscular he had become. "Mum says that you'll being joining us at Hogwarts next term."
"Yup," he replied. "I'll be finishing my Muggle education and then continuing my education at Hogwarts."
"Then you'll be here in time for the blessed event," Evan replied with a grin.
"What?"
"Ginny's having a baby," Harry said and put an arm around his wife. Samuel smiled at all of them and then embrace Ginny again as well as Harry.
"Congratulations," Draco said to them. "Perhaps I can be your doctor."
"We were going to ask but we thought with all the work you'll be doing..." Ginny said.
"Nonsense," Draco replied. "I'll be finished with my internship by then and will start looking for a home here. I'm opening a practice in Manila and I need to start looking there for a home there also."
"Draco, we had something to talk to you about," Harry said. "As soon as Mr and Mrs. Weasley get heer as well as Cho. Luna and Neville will follow shortly."
"Cho?" Draco said and his pale face colored.
"Yeah, you remember her," Ginny asked. "Long-legs, dark hair, gorgeous face? I see by the blush that you do."
Draco cleared his throat. "Yes, I remember," he replied and turned to Harry. "How is the Prime Minister handling his duties? And you Minister Weasley-Potter?"
"That's what we wanted to talk about," Harry replied and then turned to the children. "Let's not worry about that now. My wife is starving. She's eating for two now."
"But Draco, you'll be my doctor right?" Ginny asked worriedly.
"Of course, my dear," Draco said jauntily and kissed her cheek.
"Already making a play for my wife," Harry said and laughed.
"I'M STARVING!" Ron had arrived with his arm around his wife. Hermione and Ron greeted everyone. Samuel turned to see that Jamie was talking to Cho who walked into the room quietly.
Cho was greeted him with a big smile. "Did you get the books I sent?"
He wanted to be an Unspeakable for the Ministry and Cho had lent him the few books she had pertaining to the job. She had worked as one for a bit. "Thanks Cho."
Cho looked over to Draco and waved. Draco who was speaking to Ron and Hermione blushed and then nodded back.
Samuel smiled at Jamie and she took his hand. It was going to be a great Christmas.
"I can't believe you threw dirt in my face!" Jamie said angrily. They had all been having a snowball fight when he had accidentally hit her with a ball that was dirt. He suspected that Evan had something to do with it. Nevertheless, Jamie had been angry and hurt. Her right eye was now a ghastly purple. "You only did it because you think I jinx you!"
"Well didn't you?" he asked. Samuel had nearly thrown up when he discovered that everything he ate tasted like snot. He would've thought it was Evan but he couldn't use magic in the house. The Potters had forbidden Evan from using his wand until winter break since an unfortunate event in Hogwarts.
"I didn't," Jamie replied. "But you wouldn't believe me, would you?" Going up the stairs, she whipped around. "I never want to speak to you again SAMUEL!"
"Like I care," he retored loudly. She scowled and proceeded to rush to her room. "Have a nice life JAMIE!" Samuel heard the door slam and he rushed away pushing past Evan and Al.
"It's going exactly as planned," Evan said. Al looked at him exasperated.
"You didn't--"
"I did."
"You're going to be so grounded."
"Can I come in?" Ginny asked her daughter. Jamie turned to her with wet eyes and nodded. They never hid anything from one another. "I don't think Sam meant you any harm."
"I look like an idiot Mum!" she replied and pointed to her swolllen eye. "It looks disgusting."
"When have you ever cared about how you looked in front of Sam?" she asked her daughter.
"Since-" Jamie stopped for a moment. "--I don't know. It's different now but I'm not the little girl he use to play with. We're both different. But he treats me like I'm the same and I'm not--"
"You want him to see you as a girl," Ginny said and her daughter looked down. It had been a long time since she had talk with someone about this. Both her and Hermione had a conversation very similar to this. "Do you like Sam?"
"Mum..." she said blushing. "I don't want to talk about this."
"I know, love," Ginny said and drew her daughter close to her. "But one day, he'll see you as something different. Boys take a little longer. Relax, and be your own person. One day, he'll see it."
"Did you ever have this problem?"
Ginny laughed. "You have so much to learn from me. I have stories about your father and Uncles that will make you think that Samuel's a saint!"
Christmas day came quickly and amongst the torn wrappers sat the two sulky adolescents. It had been a long tedious fight between the two and everyone had enough of them. It was insult after insult usually ending with Jamie running up the stairs in tears and Draco demanding that his son go to his room.
"Those two are worse than us," remarked Ron to his wife. "They're clearly the winners."
They were sitting amongst the presents when Ginny approached Samuel. She placed a wrapped package near him. "From Jamie."
Harry took the package that Draco handed him and put it in his daughter's hands. "From Samuel."
Jamie tenatively fingered the ribbon and then pulled it apart. Putting it aside, she opened the box. "Ohmigosh." It was a microscope set, complete with a set of tweezers and a pick glass. Books on healing plants both of magic and natural breed were also in the case.
"I know that you've always wanted one," Samuel said from where he sat. Jamie gave him a soft smile and nodded for him to open his. He opened his box and pulled back the tissue.
Jamie sat next to him. "The latest edition of 'Hogwarts: A History'. I thought that maybe you'd like to know about your new school. I know that you've read Aunt Hermione's cover to eover but they've added a bit more in this one," she said to him. "Truce?"
"Truce," he said and shook her hand. "I never want us to fight James."
"Better said than done mate," Ron informed him with a smile. He looked at his wife and she blushed. "But trust me, the battle is worth it."
It was all too soon that the their holiday ended and Samuel found that he soon had to return to school. Draco would be finishing his last semester and than they would be back. However, he would miss another birthday with Jamie. Their thirteenth.
He gathered his things and stood in the hallway. His father was talking to all his friends in hushed voices. The only words he heard sounded like 'Marauder Alliance'. His father would tell him later.
"Are you alright?" It was Cho. He nodded apprehensively. "It won't be long before your back, my dear. I might stop by to see your father graduate."
"Thanks," he croaked and she kissed his cheek. "Happy Christmas Cho. Tell Jane, won't you?"
"I will."
"KIDS! Come down!" Harry bellowed. Al and Evan rushed down. They waited a moment and then the sound of running footsteps could be heard approaching.
Samuel looked to see Jamie running towards him with a smile on her face, her long hair flying behind her. Throwing her arms around his neck, Jamie brushed her lips against his quickly. A warmth spread throughout his body and suddenly, it was gone. "What was that for?" he said in a soft voice.
Jamie pointed up and smile. "Mistletoe."
Samuel looked around the room. His father was grinning at him while Ron and Hermione gave him thumbs up. Cho smiled softly remembering long ago kisses. Neville gave him a smile that seem to be telling him he understood the feeling of being frozen in place. Luna looked at him with her dreamy stare. Harry was whispering in his wife's ear and she gave her husband a look of adoration.
"Don't we get one too?" Al asked jokingly.
"It's only fair," Evan said.
Jamie turned to Samuel whose arms were still around her waist with a small grin.
"Until next year."
"SAM!" Bolting up from where he laid, Samuel saw his father standing at the doorway. "Harry has just owled. Ginny's in labor so I have to go."
"What?" Samuel replied sleepily. Glancing out of his window, he saw the full moon was out. His father walked over to him and put something on his bedside. A silver rattle. "What's this for?"
"A portkey," Draco replied. He kissed the top of his head. "Go back to bed. When you're awake use it to go to St. Mungo's.
Samuel nodded tiredly and laid back down. It didn't occurred to him that it would be the first time in a year that he would see Jamie. Their birthday had come and gone. Their thirteenth. They would be spending their first year as teenagers together.
He thought about this as he got ready that next morning. Donning a t-shirt and khakis, he ran a hand through his dark hair and got to ready to grab the rattle. Suddenly he went to the small garden that they had and gathered a bouquet tying them with a pink ribbon. He took the rattle and let the familiar spinning sensation take over.
Opening his eyes, he smiled to see that he had landed and amongst the hustle and bustle of the hospital, he realized that he was finally home. Walking to the front desk, he asked where Ginny Potter was and was asked for his name to see if his name was on the list. Telling the clerk, he was given another portkey and then told to give it the nurse that would be in the ward. Touching he found himself in a private ward of the hospital, it was lavishly decorated with plush carpet and wide windows. A fireplace stood in the waiting room while eager family members waited on comfy couches. He turned to see a cherrywood counter where pretty medi-witch sat.
"Ginny Potter's room?" he asked and handed her his portkey.
"Around the corner," she replied. "Have a nice day."
His heart pounded as he approached and could hear the laughter coming from the room. Walking in, he could the familiar shape of a girl hopping on one foot, he smiled knowing that his bouncy, energetic James would never change.
And then she turned around.
Her creamy peach skin and those eyes were indeed the same but he had suddenly noticed the almond shape and long lashes that covered those eyes as well as the beautiful glow of her skin. Her eyes sparkled that luminous green and her lips, the color of berries, were curved in a soft smile. Pulling her ponytail down, her hair fell tumbled down her back in loose waves.
It was clear that his James had change and was replaced with this young woman with the hourglass figure. He couldn't speak in fear that gibberish would come out of his mouth.
"You threw dirt at me," she said after a moment. Samuel knew she was teasing him but he couldn't help but scowl.
"Only because you jinx me so that everything I ate tasted like snot," he replied.
"Actually Sam that was me," said Evan sheepishly. He had grown a little taller but was still skinny. "But that's only because you made fun of Jamie when you should be admitting you like her." They blushed at the thought.
"Sam." He turned to see his father with Ginny and Harry. Ginny sat in bed holding a small bundle. "Come here."
"A little girl," Ginny said as he approached and patted the bed so that he could sit. Peering inside he saw the patch of red hair on the babe's head and grinned at Ginny.
"Another redhead," he said.
"Just hope that she's not another Evan," Harry said.
"HEY!"
"Well, we can hardly handle the one we have," Al said.
Hermione and Ron came in along with Molly Weasley. The couple seemed tense and he remembered an owl that arrived last week. Hermione had miscarried and was asking if she might talk to him. His father had told him that they had been 'trying'. He had been well informed on manners having to do with sex and reproduction but carrying a child seem to be impossible for Hermione.
However, it seemed forgotten when Molly Weasley arrived. Her husband, Arthur had passed recently and the tired lines on her face faded when she saw her grandchild.
"Nice flowers," Jamie remarked from where she stood.
"For your mum," he answered with a smile. Jamie took them and as she did her hand brushed his. Just barely. But enough to make his stomach drop.
"That's sweet," she said to him and placed the flowers in the vase. When she was done, Jamie turned to him and threw her arms around him like she always did. "Sammy, I missed you!"
"James, now you won't have to," said Samuel. "I'm home."
"Draco says you become quite a good photographer," Harry said. "Would you take a family photo with baby Molly?"
"Molly, huh?" Samuel said. "Good name. But I don't have a camera."
"I actually brought yours from the house," Draco said and pointed at bag on the chair. Samuel went to the bag and took out his old Muggle camera. Another hobby inherited from Eva Malfoy, she had been an avid photographer also.
"Gather around Ginny then," Samuel informed the Potters. Harry went to his wife and kissed the side of her head. Jamie and her brothers stood on each side of the bed. Jamie, next to her dad and her brothers on the opposite side. He looked into the camera and saw Jamie's pretty face. Samuel looked up from the camera and she winked at him. "At the count of three...one...two...THREE!"
Moving back was going to be interesting.
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