"The Potter's have just joined them downstairs" Draco said softly, they all leaned on the rail slightly to get a better view. James Potter stood tall, it was easy to see why he had been voted second for best looking Wizard in his years at Hogwarts; his dark brown messy hair was sticking up everywhere, but it seemed natural and suited the man. His brown eyes, normally sharp and narrowed were slightly glazed as he if he had been working all hours of the night, until a soft hand landed on his shoulder. His eyes focused when he locked eyes on his wife, Lily Potter was as beautiful as ever standing at his side, her long red hair cascaded down her back, her green eyes sparkling. She tightened her hand on her husband's shoulder before turning back to Molly Weasley and laughing at something the other redheaded woman said. Henry and Ron seemed to appear suddenly from the crowd. "Oh good, there you are" Molly somehow managed to be heard even by the group of teens upstairs over the racket of all the excited customers. "She has a talent" Harry mused smiling as Fred nodded before wrapping an arm around his shoulder. "You should hear her when she is really mad" Fred shuddered. "Which is basically the only time she talks to us" George muttered. "I swear a Banshee has a nicer voice" Fred smirked. "We will be able to see him any minute!" she gushed, her hands raising up to pat down and comb through her curls. Harry, Hermione and Draco turned incredulous stares at Fred and George who were both shaking their heads in disgust and horror.