The Forgotten Potter; DM

XII. Her Parents' Daughter

Ivy walked over to Harry and Ron who were already sitting in the great hall, enjoying the Christmas feast, both also wearing the jumpers Molly Weasley made them.

They smiled at her as she sat down, "Happy Christmas, Ivy."

She gave them both a warm smile, feeling content and relaxed for the first time, probably, ever. "Happy Christmas, Haz. Happy Christmas, sore loser."

Ron rolled his eyes at the nickname and Harry snickered. Ivy set Twilight down, the cat rubbing herself against Harry's leg and he picked her up, petting her.

"I see you got one of Mum's jumpers, too," Ron acknowledged, stuffing his face with food.

"Yeah," Ivy smiled. "Tell her I said 'thank you'. Oh, and give her my sincerest apologies while you're at it."

Ron frowned, "Apologies for what?"

"For having you as a son."

Ron paused and gave her a blank look. She smiled at him, innocently, holding back a laugh. He turned to an amused Harry, "Your sister's mean."

Harry shrugged, "You get used to it. Sometimes." He looked down at the sound of ringing and noticed Twilight's collar, "Hey, Ivy? Where did you get the collar?"

Ivy paused, unsure how to respond to her brother's question, "Yeah, I can't say. You wouldn't believe me even if you saw who it was with your own eyes."

Harry frowned at that, going to question her but Ron interrupted.

"Harry! Tell her about the cloak!"

"What cloak?" She asked, taking a bite of food.

"Oh yeah," Harry smiled before lowering his voice which was dumb considering there was no one around them, "I was gifted an invisibility cloak."

Ivy's green eyes widened, "What? From who?"

Harry nodded, "I'm not sure, all the note said was that it belonged to our dad and he left it with the person before he died to give to me."

Ivy's mouth dropped, offended, "Wha-! What about me? I'm his child, too. Why didn't I receive any cool invisibility cloak from him?"

"Guess I was his favourite," Harry shrugged, teasingly. Ron laughed in agreement. Ivy rolled her eyes.

"I still deserve ownership over it, I'm his child, too, so I'm also heir to his inheritance, or whatever," Ivy complained.

"What do you even want to use it for?" Harry asked.

Ivy shrugged, "I don't know. Nothing, really. It's just nice to at least be considered." 

Harry rolled his eyes at her, "Fine, you can be co-owner of my invisibility cloak."

"Does this mean you're going to go check out the restricted section?" Ivy ignored his comment.

"Yeah, tonight, I was planning to."

"I'm coming, too. The Slytherin common room's become more boring than I expected it to be."