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The question about his parents made him smile and he leaned back in his chair. “You can ask that is fine.” Draping his arm along the chair to his left as he looked at her to his right, he proceeded to share a story passed down through his family.

“My mom was in Hufflepuff and my dad was in Slytherin. Now, this was a time when Slytherins were thought to be jerks, arrogant and rude along with their basic traits of being cunning, resourceful and find self-preservation important. My dad was… well he was a jerk, arrogant and rude until he said something to make my mom cry one day at school. It was at that moment that he stood there flabbergasted and my mom pulled her fist back and clocked him in the face. My dad didn’t stumble, he didn’t fall but he accepted the hit.” A chuckle left the brunette haired boy, “I can’t even picture how stunned my dad was that he got hit in the face but he instantly apologized and chased after her wanting to talk to her.” 

“My mother spent weeks avoiding him until one day he caught her in Hogsmeade and cornered her in the three broomsticks begging for her to talk to him. She reluctantly agreed and sat at a table together keeping their distance, by the end of the talk they were sitting closer laughing and talking. It wasn’t long after that, my dad asked mom on a date and they went on their first date. From then on no one messed with my mom from Slytherin because my father, the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch Team, became her boyfriend. Between my mom’s kindness and my dad’s willingness to make her happy, they excelled as a team and graduated with high honors.”

A nod rose and fell his head. “The separation of houses and the attitudes towards each other has dissipated into nothing now so we all get along better than they did back then so it’s not something you need to worry about now. But if someone gives you a hard time you tell them ‘Hey, Zander Alkins has my back’ and they’ll leave you alone… maybe.” His voice was playful and charming laugh as he tilted his head at her. “What’s your school like? Did your parents attend together?”