"Ah Henry Potter, there you are!" Harry cried out as pompously as he could, his arms wide open in a welcoming gesture. "What do you want Riddles?" Henry spat angrily, he wasn't happy that he had been dragged to appear, usually he enjoyed parading around as The-Boy-Who-Lived but he was not pleased about being forced to appear at the dammed Riddle's Birthday party just because the Death Eater Malfoy was inviting the Minister while his Father and Godfather were there so they got invited as well. "That's no way to speak to the Birthday boy now is it?" Harry cooed clearly enjoying himself. "I don't even know why I am here" Henry growled. "Because, your Father is a tosser and got himself invited when we didn't want you here?" Hermione questioned smirking leaning over Harry's shoulder. "Oh buzz off Riddle #1, it's not like you're anything special, at least I am The-Boy-Who-Lived, I am wanted and celebrated" Henry stuck his nose in the air. "Oh shut up Henry, that's just embarrassing" a soft voice spoke from behind them both, turning around they faced Rose Marie Potter. She was dressed in a beautiful but simple black gown.