The Boy Who Was Given Up

Chapter thirteen: Parties and sleep overs

It had been a few weeks since the visit to see my Godparents, and I occasionally went to see them for the afternoon. Mom even trusts me enough to let me go on my own, which is surprising seeing as she gets very protective. Lilly, James, and Evan visited for an hour or so, and it was quite a scene. They were all on their best behavior whilst Mom was on edge, resulting in everyone being jumpy and causing some epic pranks.

Mom and Dudley were getting me ready for the Malfoy's Holiday party.

A few days ago I got an invitation, along with a letter from Draco and his family explaining why they couldn't invite Mom and Dudley—other family "pure-blood" standards.

It's stupid, but they can't get out of those people's good graces or they could lose a lot of investments. I understand, I guess, so I settled for going and staying the night at Draco's.

"Hunny, come on! You look fine! You have to come down or they will get here, and you won't be ready," Mom yelled from down the stairs.

"I'm coming!" I yelled just as the doorbell rang.

I came running down the stairs and saw the Malfoys all standing in the doorway talking to Mom.

"Sorry I'm late," I said rushing over to Mom.

"Nonsense! We just got here, and you look lovely, Harry," Narcissa said to me once I was still.

"Narcissa is right, Harry. And I am once again sorry that we couldn't invite you both," Lucius said, looking at Dudley and Mom.

"When the war is over and the world is once again calm, we will have a party to rejoice, and there will no longer be any pure-blood prejudices. I can assure you that you will be the first on the list."

Mom smiled and replied, "I think I will hold you to that. But for now..." She turned to me and started trying to smooth down my hair, which I desperately tried to swat away from doing—causing laughter to bubble up from everyone.

"What did you do to your hair? Anyway, never mind. As I was saying, for now, have fun, be good, and do not under any circumstances cause trouble, okay?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Promise."

"I promise."

"Good, then have fun."

I nodded and headed over to the door, purposefully showing Mom the crossed fingers behind my back. Dudley burst into laughter upon seeing them, and Mom lost all the air in her lungs.

"Harry James Evans!" she said, astonished.

I laughed and jumped the rest of the distance to the Malfoys. I waved a final goodbye to Mom and Dudley before turning to look at a confused Malfoy family.

Draco voiced the question they all wanted answered. "How come she said Harry James Evans?"

I looked at him confused before answering slowly, "That is my name."

I looked to everyone who still looked confused.

"I thought your name was Harry James Potter," Narcissa asked politely.

"Ohhhh. My name is Harry James Potter, but in the eyes of Mom I am her child, not Lilly's. And Lilly and Mom's maiden name is Evans; hence why Evan was called Evan. I just don't use that name in public because, A, my 'official' name is Potter, and B, people would get confused with Evan and think it weird."

"Ohhhh, that makes sense," chuckled Draco, whilst the other two just nodded.

I smiled, and Lucius said, "Well, we best be going. The guests will be arriving soon. Harry, grab my arm, and Draco, grab Narcissa's."