Dramione- Back at Hogwarts (Hermione's 7th Year)

Chapter 23- Tea with the Golden Trio (Part 2)

When Narcissa and Draco went back to Malfoy Manor later that afternoon, Narcissa called Draco to the library where she was reading documents on the Malfoy businesses.

"Draco, dear," Narcissa greeted her son. "Could you please owl Harry and Hermione and ask them if they are available this weekend for tea," she requested.

"I will write to them?!" He replied aghast.

"Well, you don't expect the owl to ask them do you?" His mother replied cheekily.

Draco just rolled his eyes at his mother.

"Did you roll your eyes at your mother?" She asked raising her eyebrow.

He rolled his eyes again in reply.

"Will you stop that and start writing the letters now? I'm quite busy this afternoon," she scolded gently. "Be a good boy, dear, and obey your mother," she added smiling, knowing that her son could not say no to her.

"Alright, you win again, mother dear," Draco replied exasperatedly.

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Draco went to his room to write the letters for Potter and Granger. He couldn't believe his mother, he knows that she can write those blasted letters herself but forced him to do it.

He found some spare parchment and a quill on his desk and thought hard what to say on the letter for his childhood enemies. After careful thinking, he knows his mother would want him to be a gentleman at all times, and considering himself as a well-educated and elite wizard of Pure-Blood status, he wrote the letter below and duplicated it to be sent to Potter and Granger:

Good day (Mr. H. Potter/ Ms. H. Granger):

My mother hopes you're well and wishes to see you and (Ms. Granger/ Mr. Potter) this coming weekend for tea.

You may send her your reply before the day you are free to meet her. Kindly coordinate with (Ms. Granger/ Mr. Potter) for your preferred date and time.

Thank you and my mother will be pleased to have you accept this invitation. She is looking forward to seeing you two again.

Sincerely,

Mr. Draco Malfoy

He gave the letters to his owl who was sitting on his cage near the window.

"Deliver this to Harry Potter and Hermione Granger," he told his eagle owl.

After owling the letters, he went back to the library to tell his mother that the letters were sent.

"Thank you, dear," Narcissa said. "Maybe we could go to the muggle café again for tea with them. I don't think it will be a good idea going to Hogsmeade or Diagon Alley, the press would surely be there," she told him.

"What do you mean by we?" He asked scratching his head, guessing the answer.

Narcissa smiled sweetly at him. "Do I really need to elaborate, dear son?"

Draco rolled his eyes at his mother.

"That's becoming a habit, dear. Children don't roll their eyes at their parents," she scolded gently.

"I'm not a child anymore, mother," he replied childishly.

"But you definitely act like one. And whatever your age is, your still my son and should respect me," she said sternly. "If you roll your eyes again, I will make sure to hex them so they won't be able to do that again," she added.