Ch307- Yule

Ch307- Yule

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Harry and Petunia spent a while finalizing details with Madam Malkin, who noted down every adjustment with a focused, pleased expression. Once they were all set, Harry handed over the payment, dismissing Petunia’s half-hearted protests with a wave.

As they were leaving, Harry stopped and turned back to Madam Malkin. “You got your invitation for Yule, right?”

“Oh, absolutely,” she said brightly, giving him a conspiratorial smile. “I’ve been working on my own gown for a week now. Though I won’t shine as bright as Ms. Evans here, I hope to dazzle a bit myself.”

Harry chuckled. “I’m sure you’ll look great. See you then.”

“Alright, you’ve officially spoiled me,” she said as they left the shop. “Your mother would have something to say about this, you know.”

"She’d be jealous," Harry shot back with a grin. "Mum would have had me running all over for this sort of thing if she knew it’d come out this well."

Petunia shook her head, smirking. "Yes, well, she always did enjoy putting on nice dresses."

After finishing dinner at the Leaky Cauldron, Harry and Petunia made their way back to Privet Drive. Once home, Harry went straight to his room, setting down his shopping bags and getting straight to work on finalizing details for the upcoming Yule gathering. He’d gone through the basics—arranged the guest lists, planned the seating, and even chosen the enchanted decorations. Now, all that was left was the finishing touches.

Over the next few days, Harry was completely caught up in preparations. There was a steady stream of letters arriving by owl, each one confirming guests, deliveries, and security measures. Longbottom Manor was prepared, the staff briefed, and even a few custom surprises were in place to make sure the evening went smoothly. In no time, the Yule celebration was upon them.

The night of the Yule finally arrived. Harry, arriving early with Petunia, stepped through the grand entrance of Longbottom Manor, already buzzing with guests. Lady Augusta Longbottom, ever regal, greeted them warmly, a slight smile breaking her usual serious expression.

“Harry, Petunia,” she said, inclining her head, “it’s wonderful to see you both. Harry, I must say, this event is shaping up to be quite the replacement for the Ministry’s usual affair.”

Elisabetta pulled Harry into a tight hug, her arms wrapping around him in a way that wasn’t about to let go anytime soon. She grinned, teasing as usual, her dark eyes sparkling. “Harry, darling, why haven’t you written to me?” she murmured, her voice warm but playful. “I missed you terribly.”

Harry shifted slightly, as his head was practically buried in her elaborate, perfume-scented ample bosom. “Sorry, Mrs. Zabini. Busy, you know. There’s been a lot going on,” he managed, giving her a polite pat on the back.

She released him just enough to examine him, one eyebrow raised. “And yet you’re here, hosting a grand Yule gathering. The least you could do is keep an old friend updated. After all, I’m always interested in hearing about your... adventures,” she added with a wink that didn’t go unnoticed.

Petunia, who had been watching the exchange with pursed lips, cleared her throat pointedly. “Harry,” she said, turning his attention back to her, “we should be making the rounds to greet the other guests, don’t you think?”

“Right, Aunt Petunia,” he said, stepping back from Mrs. Zabini. “Excuse me, Mrs. Zabini,” he added with a teasing wink, earning a look of exaggerated disappointment from her.

Petunia gave Elisabetta a cool smile as they walked away, murmuring, “That woman...”

Nott and Draco arrived alone. Their parents, notorious Death Eaters, weren’t invited to the Yule gathering, as Harry drew a firm line at known Dark supporters. He was friends with Nott and Draco, sure, but their families' reputations kept them off the guest list.

Seeing the duo glance around the room, Harry approached, giving each a nod. “Good to see you both made it. Go on, everyone’s over there.” He gestured toward the group by the garden entrance, where the rest of their friends had gathered.

The two boys exchanged a quick nod with him and headed off, disappearing into the crowd. Harry, satisfied, continued making his rounds.

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