Midnight

22.) Thanksgiving.

It's been a fast couple of weeks for the busy household. Getting used to not only having newborn vampire twin girls, but a vampire child, who wouldn't let her vampire powers or body change her life. She stuck out and went to school the very next day, a burn on her hand form forgetting to put the sunblock on in time before she went outside to play during their free hour at school. Nobody was really happy with her, but she wasn't going to change her mind. She seemed to be handling herself well around her classmates. A note had been sent home the week before now, asking why her complexion changed, but Jackson sat down with her teacher and made up some health condition. The teacher accepted the answer.

Today? Narcissa was getting ready for the Thanksgiving Holiday. Even thought they didn't live in America, a lot of people that worked for both her husband and Harry once did. Narcissa started to celebrate it, when Draco was young and being five months pregnant. Give her a hug opportunity to make a LOT of the sweets she was craving so much.  The house was quickly filling up with the smell of sugar and pumpkin pie. Last year? She just had to worry about a four year old girls sticky little fingers getting into the pie mix. Narcissa looked away, for what seemed like five seconds. She turned around, a lot faster then James thought the five months pregnant woman could. Caught. He held the back of Narcissa Bell's back to his right side. Her fingers were already in her mouth, eating the pie mix she already had on her hand. James just looked at her, before putting the spoon into his mouth. With a mouth full of pie filling. "Would you believe me when I said it was her idea?" Narcissa bell tell her head to look at James. "It was not, grandpa!" She whined and Narcissa after a second, just broke out laughing.
James put Narcissa Bell on her feet, and that's when Harry came down the stairs. "Nass, Mione heard you were cooking this evening." Harry said, and before she could object, Harry's had himself a glob if pumpkin pie filling. "Okay, now. If you guys want pie, you can't keep eating the filling." She tried to keep a straight face, but just ended up laughing. "Oh, this won't last long enough. You might just want to try again with a free blow because they'll be here in just a second or so." Harry said, watching the kiss be gave to her neck form behind. When  her husband come up behind her. "You knew the sweets wasn't going to last long, and you definitely can be out run." After a moment. "Wait until they are hear before you take off with it." Narcissa smiled.

Narcissa managed to get the pumpkin pie in the oven, in the third mix. It was her sister who grabbed the second one, on the ask if the vampires in the house. Narcissa getting a bit fussy after that, but the vampires sweet tooth was calmed down. "I...haven't really cooked before....But want a hand?" Hermione said, coming up beside her. "Still not really having much of a conversation with, Harry?" Narcissa asked. Hermione let out a sigh. "He is still a bit pissy at me, yes. However, no. Ron's...family been wanting to come over for dinner, and...I can't cook." Narcissa just smiled. "I can always come make something and leave before, I don't mind. I really don't see the point in you learning." Hermione shook her head. "I couldn't ask you to cook a meal and just disappeared after that. That isn't really right." She somewhat mumbled, getting an arm thrown over her shoulder. "They have the internet now. You can always goggle it?" Harry suggested. "No...No." Hermione let out a sigh. "Just let me make the dinner. How much longer are you keeping...Up with them?" Hermione shrugged her shoulders. "I...guess until they start asking questions? I'm in no hurry to pull him away form him family." Her voice was somewhat quiet. "I still haven't heard the story if what happened to him." Harry said and Hermione slowly walked over to the half wall looking over into the living room. Where they sat in the living room, watching some kid program on the tv. "Ron was the one that found me, after I go away. He might be a bit clueless, and that's only because he never really thought much about things, but he knew I needed help. It was maybe a week it took for him to realize what I actually needed. He dropped me off in some far away tone. As me not to go after anybody with red hair. He was back before the sun come up. It repeated for a few months. I fell in love with him...But I'm not like you, Harry. For many reasons. I wouldn't take the risk. He wanted to follow me...and agreed to the transformation...But I'm not sure he thought it all the way through." Hermione said, and it keep quiet for a long time afterwards. "I'm sure Narcissa can help with make up? Keeping you guys around longer?" Harry suggested. "...would you mind?" Narcissa just smiled. "Of course not! It would be so fun! Bell never really liked much make-up, so I never really got to do it!" Hermione and Harry both smile at her excitement. "Thank you, Narcissa." Hermione smiled and after a moment thought. "Why not invited them? There is going to plenty of food and you guys don't really eat much." She smiled. "Is ... That a good idea?" Hermione asked, her eyes going to Narcissa Bell. "Oh! I didn't tell you. She went back to school the very next day. She can handle his family." Hermione was surprised, but smiled lightly. "He'd like that. Thank you." Narcissa nodded. "Maybe they'll figure it out in their own." Is what she replied, before she walked back into the kitchen.