Passing the Differences

A woman with hazel eyes, long, glossy dark hair, and a tanned complexion approached them hesitantly.

"Hi, you must be Ginny's kids. I'm Parvati; let me introduce you to everyone. What are your names?"

"I'm Daisy; this is Amelia - erm - Lia, and Dom," Daisy introduced them, confident even in front of this complete stranger.

quo;Follow me - I'll take you to meet everyone." Parvati smiled at them reassuringly, and Daisy found herself smiling back at this most beautiful woman. She led them into another room where more adults were standing stiffly, huddled together and conversing in hushed whispers. They straightened as Parvati and the children entered and looked around nervously, as if expecting an angry Ginny or bellowing Ron to come after them.

Parvati broke up the apprehension in the room and began introducing everyone. "Guys, these are Daisy, Dom, and Lia- No. Sorry. Lia, Dom, and Daisy." She explained as she pointed to each one in turn.

"This is my husband, Harry Potter. Your mother had a crush on him, and your father hated him," she whispered to the children conspiratorially and laughed slightly. The man sitting opposite them had mad, jet black hair that stuck up in all directions and worried, yet brilliant, slightly worn, emerald gren eyes behind oval spectacles.

"Nice to meet you three," he said amiably; Lia blushed as she felt herself taking a liking to him.

"Is it true you defeated Voldemort when you were just one?" asked Dom in his drawling voice.

"Oh, great Wizards, it's a Malfoy clone!" he chuckled. "You look so much like your father at around sixteen of seventeen. And, yes, I did, but it doesn't appear to have done much use because he kept coming back." He gave another smile but Lia detec a hint of despondency about him.

Parvati gestured towards another couple standing by the windows. "This is Seamus and Lavender Finnegan, with their son, Rupert. He's about a year old now?"

"Yep," confirmed a short, thin man with paling sandy hair and an Irish accent, and winked at the three.

"Yes, well Seamus coaches Puddlemere United Quidditch team and Lavender owns a divination store in Diagon Alley."

"Hi, how are you all doing?" said Lavender genially. Her light hazel hair was pulled up in a casual ponytail and her pale blue eyes kept sweeping down to check on the baby in her arms. She was shorter than Seamus, but only just, and they stood together in complete ease, as if they had been together for a long time.

Lia thought of her mother and the horrible things her uncle had screamed at her. Working hard to keep the slight tremble out of her voice, she said politely, "We're okay. I'm Lia this is my brother Dom and my sister Daisy."

"Lovely names. I assume Lia is Amelia? Yes, and Dom is a Dominic. See Seamus, I said I was good with names." She giggled, hitting hehusband lightly on the arm, who rolled his eyes.

Parvati went on. "This is Angelina, Fred's wife. She's a chaser in the Holyhead Harpies- well was, she had to take leave. About five months, right Angel?"

Angelina was standing by the door restlessly, rubbing her enlarged stomach. She turned to the three and greeted them breathlessly. "It's six actually. It's nice to meet you! Erm - if you'll excuse me, I don't trust Fred and George together." With that, she sped off.

"This is Katie, George's wife. She's also a chaser, though for Wimbourne Wasps, I believe."

Katie merely nodded, giving them a terse smile, and followed Angelina.

The adults shuffled nervously glancing after the twin's wives and Parvati tried to inject a lighter note into her voice. "This is Bill, your mother's oldest brother, and his wife Fleur. Bill use to be a code-breaker for Gringotts, but now he orders other people to do it for him, I think."

Bill had long and smooth flaming red hair and a stud in one ear, with stubble on his chin, making him look slightly unkempt. Fleur was stunningly beautiful, with long golden hair and a smooth complexion. Lia felt a short stab of jealousy and looked over at her brother who could hardly keep the admiration out of his eyes. She chuckled inwardly as she realised that Fleur was part veela, but as she noticed Fleur and Bill stand together, she noticed the genuine affection between them. Bill waved at them, and said something to his wife in French. She suddenly looked up at them and grinned, showing off perfect, white teeth, and crows feet around her eyes. "You look like your muzzer, little one," she said to Daisy, who gauged the compliment and blushed.

"This is Charlie, Ginny's second oldest brother, and his wife Martine. They're dragon-tamers!"

Charlie was much like the twins and Ginny - short and stocky but strong. The only difference was that he had a great tan, a lot more freckles, and a huge scar on his right arm. Martine was tanned too; she had hazel hair and blue-green eyes. They looked very out of place amidst their pale family members.

"Do you like dragons? We work with them in Romania," Charlie said eagerly, his electric blue eyes lighting.

Dom was about to reply and the two girls looked took the couple in when Parvati gave a sigh and an eye roll and pushed them towards another pair. One had a proud to the point of pompous stance and short, slightly grey, red hair, blue eyes with a very freckly fa. His wife had long chocolate brown hair in a plait and pale blue eyes.

"This is your third oldest Uncle and Minister of Magic, Percy and his wife Penelope."

"It is a pleasure," he said sombrely, shaking their hands and puffing out his chest further.

The other adults snorted with suppressed laughter. "Moving on, here are our newly weds, Matt, Charlie's oldest son, and his wife Anwen, with baby Holly. Matt is a goblin liaison and Anwen is a charms researcher."

Anwen was a slender woman with icy blue eyes and short, flicky ash-blonde hair, holding a small, sleeping baby, with hazel hair like her father. Lia assumed she probably had blue eyes too, since both parents had them.

"Hey, it's great to finally meet you three!" said Anwen in an oddly ethereal voice.

"She is so sweet!" cooed Daisy as she looked down at the baby.

Daisy prompted Matt and Anwen to look down at their baby, incredibly proud looks on their faces. They smiled at the three children and moved to talk to Bill and Fleur, with a wave.

"This is Neville Longbottom." Parvati pointed their gazes toward a plump man with thinning brown hair and a worried expression. He sat, huddled in a large armchair, and waved at them uncertainly.

"H-hello." He started to say something else, thought better of it, and went back to sitting quietly in his armchair, gazing at the door with a worried expression. <

Parvati chuckled quietly. "He used to fancy your mother, the poor sod," she whispered to Lia. "He's an incredibly sweet man... but he's been a bit off since his Gran died a few years ago. Harry says he's stuttering worse then Quirrel with you-know-who attached to the back of his head."

Lia gave Neville a sympathetic look and he looked up, startled, then smiled warmly at her.

"Finally, meet the old fogies." Parvati grinned cheekily, &uo;This is Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, who, would you believe it, has been in Azkaban and died once, and survived both? Then there's Nymphadora Tonks -"

"Oh, bloody hell, call me Tonks. You know I hate my first name. And, Parvati, darling: I. Am. Not. Old!"

All of them giggled. Tonks had sky blue, curly hair, purple eyes, and rosy cheeks. She was short with a slightly podgy figure, which made her even more likeable.

"Erm, your hair's blue...," said Daisy uncertainly.