EPILOGUE

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(September 1st, 2017)


THE MORNING HAD NOT BEEN EASY, just how the two parents had expected. It had been filled with missing belongings and stressed kids. The couple had purposely woken up earlier to drink their tea and coffee in peace on the balcony to enjoy the chill autumn breeze blowing against their faces. It had been a good decision to do so.

"Mum, you're not listening: I am sure that I'm ill." Leo insisted, sitting on his trunk and turning to stare at his mother so she wasn't able to ignore his complaint. "Which is why I have to tell you again that I can't go to Hogwarts this year, or at least right now right way, I'll just get everyone else ill too."

"Well, it's a good thing that Madam Pomfrey is the Matron at Hogwarts." Zoe smiled at the twelve-year-old wittily. "She's the best at what she does."

"Mum, you're not listening to me." Leo complained.

Zoe crouched down, lowering herself to the boy's level, looking into his grey eyes. 

"That's because you're lying, love." she said simply. "Is this about what happened in Diagon Alley?"

Leo's grey eyes fell down at his shoes. He knew his mother would be able to detect his dishonesty so he slowly gave a hesitant nod.

"So what that you accidentally smashed a cake into your classmate?" Zoe laughed. "I think it's hilarious. And you apologized to the girl after all."

"Mum! It was not funny! She's older and really popular and I don't think it takes long for her to turn everyone against me."

"Leo, no one's going to turn against a baker punk."

"Mum, this is a catastrophe and you don't even care!" Leo cried.

The woman pulled her son into an embrace, petting his head with her hand comfortingly.

"Calm down. I do care, even if your problems might be silly - it just means that I might have to take the opportunity to lighten up the mood." Zoe said, pulling away from the hug and gazing deep into his eyes and holding his arms down. "If anyone brings it up, laugh it off and just say that it was a prank and it was meant to happen. No one will want to get onto your bad side then."

"And what if that doesn't work?"

"Remind them that your grandfather is the only person ever to escape Azkaban and that you're a badger, you bite back."

The boy finally let out a laugh.

"You think that's funny, do you?" Zoe scoffed amusedly. "I still have the bloody teeth marks to prove it from when you were a baby and teething."

"What's going on here?" Blaise smirked, arriving to the scene and seeing his other twin son now on a good mood. He, Wyatt and Zeke had gone to fetch three trolleys for the boys to put their trunks and pets on.

"Nothing big, I just helped Leo with his cake problem." Zoe grinned casually, standing up and straightening her clothes.

"Were you still going on about that?" Wyatt snorted at his little brother. "Just say that you did it on purpose and it was a joke."

"That's also what Mum said." Leo said.

"Yeah," Zoe nodded in a proud manner, then she ruffled Wyatt's hair, "good boy."

"Why didn't you just pretend that you were Zeke and let the blame fall on him?" Blaise asked.

"Yeah, I could've done it." Zeke agreed casually, nodding. His eyebrows knitted together in thought for a second, "Who was it again that you smashed the cake into?"

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