How the Weasleys met Parkinson
How the Weasleys met ParkinsonDisclaimer: none of the characters are mine, except for Pansy’s family.
The first time Tara met the Weasley twins (as opposed to their father Arthur and elder brother Percy) was in St. Mungo’s maternity ward, as Narcissa was about to give birth to the newest member of the Malfoy family. Needless to say, the rest of the Malfoys were very nervous on her behalf, and when Lucius ran into Arthur Weasley, it didn’t help matters any.
“Lucius.” (It appeared that Mr. Weasley’s wife too was expecting to give birth soon, and that wasn’t helping matters any either.) “Glad to see that you’ve decided to propagate your line at long last. England just won’t be the same without you Malfoys, will it?”
“Arthur,” Lucius looked down at the admittedly shorter man. “You’re a regular face here, aren’t you? You know, most old families have admitted that using one’s wife as a mere breeding vessel is no longer proper. Maybe it’s time for you to stop living in the past with your friend the head-master and join the modern era? Or have you missed the decisive absence of dinosaurs outside, hmm?”
Arthur Weasley snarled and rolled back his sleeves. Lucius, smirking slightly, began to do the same.
“Father!” Tara had to play peacemaker, since it was obvious that nobody else would. “Don’t be like that!”
“What is going on here?” it was then that a new face had joined the melee – Parker Parkinson, Jr.
It also should be noted, that Narcissa’s best friend from Hogwarts, Penthesilea Parkinson nee Clearwater, aside from having a husband, Parker Parkinson Sr., also had a son, Parker Parkinson Jr. (the Parkinson family wasn’t particularly imaginative, even by the standards of British magi-cians), who was few months older than Tara, and the first time they met, he did his best to be polite and nice to her.
Tara didn’t buy it. Her inner voice, which was very accurate in establishing people’s attitudes towards her and her family, told her that Parker Parkinson Jr. doesn’t care one whit towards her, either way. This meant, in turn, that whatever Parker Jr. was telling her, was a lie.
Tara didn’t like liars, and so she didn’t like Parker Jr. either, as she told her parents, when they returned home and neither of them was surprised regarding that. It was known, though not talked about, that Parker had married Penthesilea Clearwater for her family status, not for love, and it appeared as if his son was taking a cue from him.
As a Slytherin, Lucius had no problem of advancing in the society by marriage. As a father, he had no intention of having his daughter become the new Mrs. Parkinson, and so, when the Parkinsons didn’t try to push their son and Tara together, neither did he and Narcissa.
Now, however, it became apparent that Parker Parkinson Jr. hadn’t abandoned whatever he was pursuing in courting Tara, as he had approached her and the others instead.
“What is going on here?” he repeated mildly (and he looked mild too).
“I’m trying to be the bigger man, here,” replied Lucius Malfoy, more interested in arguing with Mr. Weasley than talking to Parker Jr.
“Can’t you transfigure a bench for him to stand on, then?” Parker asked.
Lucius chuckled slightly. Arthur Weasley – glared.
“Maybe we should transfigure you into one,” the Weasley twins got up to join the fray.
“I heard about you,” Parker glared at them. “Maybe you should combine your efforts to achieve, well, anything-“
It was then that the mediwitches appeared – just in time to prevent an all-out fracas. “Mr. Weasley, Mr. Malfoy, and Mr. Parkinson?” their leader called out. “You can come in now – your wives and children are ready for you!”* * *
The new Malfoy baby, Tara decided, looked positively tiny, all pink except for the soft white frizz on his head, and new. Very, very new – so new that it looked like she might break him if she’d just touch him incorrectly. Judging from what passed on her father’s face, Lucius Malfoy thought somewhere along the same lines.
“Tara, Lucius,” Narcissa smiled gently, though obviously with effort. “Have you thought off a name for our newest member yet?”
“Well, we thought about calling him Junior,” Tara admitted with a grin.
“And I must admit that I liked that idea,” Lucius added with a grin of his own.
“Yes, well, you don’t want to be like the Parkinsons, now do you?” Narcissa glared at her husband and daughter. “The real name now, please.”
“Draco Lucius Xavier Malfoy, for short,” Tara gave in first. “Father wanted to add Fauntleroy, but I stood firm.”
“Thank you,” Narcissa told Tara, before glaring at her husband. “Fauntleroy, Lucius? Really?”
Lucius just shrugged.
...And in the neighbouring rooms, the naming processes for Ronald Billius Weasley and Pantha-lossa “Pansy” Parkinson were likewise complete.TBC