The Meeting

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It had been about a week since Lillian had arrived at the Weasley's home. She was having a great deal of fun. She had gossiped with Hermione and Ginny, pranked with Fred and George, talked with Harry, and played quidditch tournaments  with everyone while Hermione cheered from the ground.  She had never had more fun than she ever had. She had finally gained a mother figure as well. Of course Narcissa helped her and taught her manners, but she was never one to show affection. After all, she was known by "Aunt Cissy". 

As they all sat for breakfast, a large eagle flew in through the window. The eagle dropped a letter at Lillian's plate and flew back out the window. Lillian sighed and opened the letter softly: 

                     Dear Lillian, 

           I must say, letting you go was a hard decision, but it seems to be a good one. I have looked over  at Draco multiple nights as we all sit for dinner and it is not  a nice sight. He has seemingly gotten worse since the last time you saw him. Lucius hasn't  let up on him since he failed the first time. You must come to the manor tonight at 7. We will supply dinner.

                                                                                                                                     See you soon, 

                                                                                                                                         S. Snape 

Lillian sighed softly and put the parchment in her pocket. 

Fred looked at her, "What's wrong?" He had noticed her sadness when the eagle flew in. 

Lillian looked to him, "Oh, nothing. My father just needs me to come home tonight at 7. I'll have to miss our pre-dinner quidditch match...and possibly dinner. I'll be back though." 

Fred nodded, "You'll be okay." Lillian nodded softly. Fred and Lillian had started to grow fond of each other over the week she had stayed with them. He was the one to teach her the basics of being a beater. She had told him a bit of what it was like, of course not mentioning her task. 

George looked to his twin, "Get it Freddie!" The table erupted into laughter as both Fred and Lillian turned redder than the hair on Ron's head. 

Ginny looked over at Lillian, "OH SHE'S BLUSHING!!" Hermione hit Ginny's arm softly as Lillian hid her face. 

Molly looked around at them, "Now that's quite enough. Finish your breakfast. Lillian, you can use our floo powder whenever you need it." 

Lillian smiled, "Thank you, Mrs. Weasley, I appreciate it greatly." She sipped her morning tea as the table got quiet. 

Ron looked up, "what are we doing today guys? I thought we might go out and teach Lillian Wizard's Chess.." 

Lillian giggled, "Actually, I know how to play." 

Fred looked up, "really?" 

Lillian nodded, "Yeah. At the beginning of the semester, a group of us in the Slytherin Common Room had a tournament. I won, Draco lost...he got drunk..." She sighed, relapsing to the days before the argument. 

Fred seen the mood change and looked at everyone, "So, shall we have a tournament?" 

Ron nodded, "Yes! We'll do shots of butterbeer. Whoever looses takes a shot." 

Everyone nodded in agreement and quickly scarfed down their breakfast. As they finished, they all retreated to the living room to get set up. By the time everyone was finished, Bill had already drawn out a bracket. Harry and Ginny went against each other first. 

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