Children of Sin

Chapter 10

June 21st, 1992.

"I can't believe we're really doing this," Layla pressed her nose against the car window, "we're really going to meet Newt Scamander!"

"That's so cool," Lily Evans gasped, "those children are so lucky."

"So lucky," Remus Lupin agreed, "Newt Scamander is a legend. I wonder what he's like in person."

"A lot more awkward then you'd think," Euphemia Potter muttered under her breath, causing her husband to chuckle to himself. His wife wasn't lying though. Their old friend was certainly not the most adept with social situations.

"I know, right?" Damian agreed with his little sister, "who knew that Grandpa was old friends with him?"

"Now now," Larissa warned the children, "I want you all to be on your best behavior. We'l be having lunch with the Scamanders, their children, and their grandchildren. I really don't want to leave a bad impression on good friends of your grandparents."

"We understand Maman," Victor reassured his mother, "we'll be on our best behavior."

As the car touched down by a small cottage, an elderly witch and wizard came out to greet them.

"Nicholas," Newt grasped Nicholas in a hug, careful with the former's weak bones, "we've been really worried. I thought a thunderstorm might have gotten you. Not that you couldn't survive one, but then you'd be hurt. And if you were hurt, th-"

"Newt is still as sweet as ever," Fleamont smiled widely, "isn't he James?"

"Of course he is," James rolls his eyes, "Uncle Newt doesn't have a mean bone in his body."

"Prongs," Remus's voice was sickly sweet, "do you mean to tell me that you've met Newt Scamander?"

"Of course Prongs has," Sirius foolishly butt in, "Newt and Tina always visit around Yule. I've met him a couple of times too. Real great guy."

"Really Padfoot," Remus's canines seemed sharper than ever, "perhaps the three of us will have to have a lovely little chat later."

James and Sirius didn't know why, but they were suddenly dreading this conversation. Peter couldn't help but laugh at them. Remus could be terrifying when he wanted to.

"What Newt means to say," Tina Scamander gently pried the two apart, and rested her arm on Nicholas', "is that we've been eagerly awaiting you. Why don't you all come inside? It seems as if it may rain soon."

"That's a wonderful idea," Larissa swirled her car keys in the air, caught them, and then stuck them in her pocket, "come along kids. We don't want to make Mrs. Scamander wait too long."

"This must be your disciple," Tina turned her sharp eyes to Larissa, "what's your name dear?"

"Larissa," Larissa answered, "Larissa Greengrass. It's a real honor to meet the two of you."

"And who would you three be?" Newt asked the triplets, "and are you triplets?"

"We are," Damian confirmed, "I'm Damian Greengrass. My brother is Victor and my sister is Layla."

"Mom," a woman's voice was heard from inside the house, "the shakshuka's ready."

"That would be Leta," Newt, seeing their confusion, added, "my daughter."

"I can't wait to see Leta," Euphemia eagerly anticipated, "she's already grown into such a fine woman. I hope she's aged well."

"Then let's not keep dear Leta waiting," Perenelle began walking with Tina, hand on Larissa's back, guiding her forward. They all walked inside, where brunch was all set up. The Scamander's two children and five grandchildren were already seated at the table.