Under normal circumstances, the Potter-Weasley-Malfoy family would avoid the Press like the plague, but with a family that big, it’s simply not possible.
Each of the children has mastered their own- unique- method of dealing with the attention…
Harry: Alright, it’s an 18 yard dash to the front door, it’s packed out there,
Harry: if someone gets separated YOU CIRCLE BACK. No one gets left behind!
Ginny: Remember, don’t tuck your thumbs. It’s all in the elbows, no punches-
Ginny: I’m looking at you James and Lily.
Harry: Don’t make eye contact, they sense weakness. Understand everyone?
Everyone: *nods*
Harry: Send us off Teddy, Victoire. Battle stations everyone!
Sirius: *enters Orion’s study to find Walburga with her wand pointed at a smoking Black Family Tree, Andromeda’s name now reduced to charcoal*
Orion: Your mother and I have something we’d like to discuss with you.
Sirius: *wary* No thanks, I’ll stand.
Orion: Yes.
Sirius: No…. no no no…
Sirius: *snarls* Forget it. You two might be into the whole “incest” thing… but I’m not going to fuck my own cousin, just so you can have your purebred, two-headed offspring!
Christ, this is crazy, even for you!
Walburga: *shrieks* We will not have you sullying the bloodline with mudblood filth! You are the heir to the Noble house of-
Sirius: *sighs dramatically* I know, I know.
Sirius: I just can’t seem to help myself. Must be the inbreeding.
Walburga: *dangerously* You will not spread our bloodline to filth, boy.
Sirius: *laughs* A little to late for that, mumsy dear.
Orion: … What are you talking about?
Sirius: Halfbreeds… “Mudbloods”… I like em all. If you think I give two shits about keeping the Black line “pure” you’re sadly mistaken.
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