Squirming off the shoulders of the Slytherin Beaters he turned to grab Fred’s hand and dragged the Gryffindor over to his family. "Mother!" he cried wrapping his arms around her hugging her tightly. "I didn't know you were coming" he said joyfully. "Like we would miss this" Cassiopeia said as she enjoyed holding her son again, despite it only being a few months since they had seen each other. "This is the only man you have known as your Father, his name is Dion" she whispered into his ear for only him to hear, after receiving a small nod of agreement she let go of her son. Looking over to the man, Harry, like his sister recognized his Father. "Father" he said nodding seriously like a true pureblood. Smirking his polyjuiced/glamoured Father shook his head before reaching out and wrapping his arms around his son's body like Cassi previously. "You are not too old for affection my son, especially after watching that game. You are okay?" The Dark Lord asked worriedly, his eyes full of concern much like his wife who was still standing next to them.