(A moment in this chapter is inspired by this textpost [https://hopeful-hufflepuff-peeves.tumblr.com/post/644762846475993089/its-lucky-oliver-wood-finished-hogwarts-the-year] and others like it)
August 17, 1994
Oliver Wood apparated to the doorstep of his girlfriend's family's house and knocked on the door, causing Ellie to excitedly run downstairs and answer the door. She wrapped him in a loving hug, before practically dragging him inside to meet the rest of the Tonks family. Excitedly, she beamed, "Mum, Dad, Dora... this is my boyfriend, Oliver."
Andromeda smiled. "It's nice to meet you Oliver, I'm Andromeda, but please call me Mrs. Tonks," she introduced. "This is my husband, Ted."
Ted smiled at Oliver. "You seem like a good, fine young man." He stood up and shook his hand. "I hope you make my daughter happy."
Ellie smiled. "He does, Dad. I promise."
Nymphadora looked at her sister and her boyfriend. "It's nice to see you again."
"Thanks, Tonks," he smiled.
The family invited Oliver to sit with them at the lunch table. "So, tell me a bit about yourself, Oliver."
Oliver smiled a bit. "Well, I graduated from Hogwarts last year. I was in Gryffindor, the Keeper and captain of the team. And I just got signed onto Puddlemere United's reserve team."
Andromeda smiled. "That's impressive, congratulations!"
Oliver nodded and squeezed Ellie's hand.
Ted sighed. "You know our daughter's a werewolf, yes?"
The recent graduate nodded. "Yes, and I love her in spite of it. If anything, it's a little bit cool. I know she keeps it under control, and I trust her. She's a perfectly capable young woman."
Ted nodded. "You passed the test to date my daughter, congratulations," he chuckled. The conversation continued for a while. Unsurprisingly, Quidditch ended up being mentioned again. "Gryffindor won the Quidditch Cup last year," Oliver mentioned proudly. "And we beat Hufflepuff in the first round to do it."
Ellie jokingly elbowed him. "That's only because you had Harry Potter on your team. He's like- genetically inclined to be good at Quidditch. Since his dad was," she laughed a bit.
"Well, in the future, if we had a baby, that kid would probably also be genetically inclined to be good at Quidditch," Oliver joked.
"That's a strong if, buddy. Most werewolves don't have children. Studies show lycanthropy isn't passed down genetically, but we fear forgetting Wolfsbane potion and attacking our loved ones. Luckily, that's rare because all werewolves worry so much about it. But the notion is there. And besides, not much research has been done on what happens to a pregnant werewolf and her baby," Ellie explained.
Oliver nodded. "Sorry, I wasn't suggesting it, I just meant hypothetically," he responded.
Ellie nodded. "I know, I just think it's important for you to hear that. For future sake." There was a moment where nobody spoke. "But I'll have next year to kick Gryffindor's butt in the Quidditch Cup" Elena smirked.
"Actually, there is no quidditch next year at Hogwarts," Ted informed them
"Excuse me, WHAT?" the couple reacted simultaneously.
"Next year is the Tri-wizard Tournament. It only happens once every 100 years," Andromeda explained.
"The one year in 100 years there's no Quidditch ,and of course it's my seventh year," Ellie huffed
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Moonlight
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