The day seemed perfect, the weather was perfect and everyone was outdoors except the Potter twins, who were sick.
"AHHCHOO!" Truth jumped back as she sneezed loudly. Hope was lying on the couch with a washcloth over her burning forehead and a thermometer in her mouth. "I don't like being sick!" Truth grumbled. Isabella smiled as she handed Truth a small cup of potion.
"Drink this and you'll feel better." Isabella promised. Truth took a sip and spat it back out.
"EWWW!" Truth yelled. Hope snickered, although it was muffled by the thermometer. Isabella sighed and took the cup back to the kitchen. Sirius came in holding a bowl of chocolate ice-cream. The twins looked longingly at the food.
"Hey girls, how are you both?" Sirius asked sitting down in the chair next to Hope.
"Sick." They both mumbled. Sirius chuckled at the two pouting girls.
"Where's daddy?" Truth asked, sitting down on the pile of cushions she'd piled up.
"Your father is…trying to figure out a problem."
Harry rubbed his head tiredly. He was sitting in a café waiting for Isabella to arrive. He glanced at the clock again, she was already twenty minutes late, where was she? The door opened to the small muggle café and in stepped Isabella, wearing jeans and a sleeveless dark blue top, she caught sight of Harry and sat across from him.
"Sorry I'm late!" She smiled, her dancing blue eyes shone in the dim light.
"I know that look, what's up Izzie?" Harry asked suspiciously. Isabella grinned.
"I have found you the perfect…lawyer!" Harry sat there for a second before saying.
"Who?"
"Blaize Zabini!" Harry's mouth dropped open.
"You're joking, right?"
"No. He's perfect Harry! He's the best and has won every case!"
"Izzie, Zabini is…Draco's best friend!" Isabella's mouth dropped open.
"Oh crap!"
"My thoughts exactly."
Draco sat at Blaize's desk, the two were talking.
"I've got a new client." Blaize added.
"Who?"
"Some person named Isabella, I'm meeting her tomorrow."
"Isabella…" Draco thought of the Italian nanny for the Potter twins but thought it unlikely, why would she need a lawyer?
"I should get going, I'm meeting her at the Three Broomsticks, and I'll see you later?" Draco nodded and left the office. Blaize apparated to the Three Broomsticks and looked around the small room. An Italian looking woman sat at one of the booths with a man, whose back was to Blaize. He walked over; the women looked up with dancing blue eyes and smiled.
"Hi, you must be Blaize, I'm Isabella and, well you already know him, Harry." Blaize almost feel over, it was Harry, except no glasses he noted. Harry gave him a strained smile.
"Zabini." Harry nodded. Blaize came out of him shook and looked over at Isabella.
"No mean to be rude, but why is he here?"
"Actually, it's Harry who needs you for a lawyer." Isabella sighed. What could Harry have done that needed a lawyer?
"What's the case?" He asked, sitting next to Isabella.
Truth and Hope were lying in the lounge room bored out of their minds. "Uncle Sirius, what can we do?" Hope asked. Sirius thought for a moment.
"Want me to tell you two a story?" Sirius asked. Hope and Truth exchanged a look.
"Do you have any stories of Mr Draco and Daddy?" Truth asked. Sirius looked wide eyed at the two.
"W-what?"
"Well if Daddy has a picture of him then he must have known him." Hope shrugged. "So does he know him…?" Sirius was giving in and the twins could tell.
"Uh well…I um…was that the toaster? I better go get it!" Sirius quickly left the room.
"How could da toaster call Uncle Sirius?" Truth asked.
"I don't know." The front door opened and Harry and Isabella's voices drifted down the hall.
"DADDY!" the two called, Harry and Isabella walked in and smiled at the two.
"Hey girls, where's Sirius?" Harry asked.
"Getting the toaster, it was calling." Hope informed him as if she were talking about the weather.
"Getting the toaster?" Isabella and looked at Harry who shrugged.
"What did you do?" Hope asked.
"We had lunch with an old friend." Truth yawned.
"I think you two should sleep for a while." Isabella picked Truth up and Harry got Hope, they took the two into the girl's bedroom.
"Now sleep." Harry smiled.
"Ok," yawn, "daddy." Harry smiled at the two before leaving the room. Sirius was sitting at the counter with a burnt broken toaster in front of him and a half-furious half-amused Isabella.
"What the hell did you do?" Isabella attempted a glare but failed as she snorted in laughter when the toaster let of sparks and Sirius yelled and fell of his stool.
"The toaster wouldn't give me my toast, so I hexed it." Sirius glared at the burnt object that once was a toaster. Harry snorted at his godfather and walked over to the refrigerator to get some water.
"Sirius…" Isabella was on the verge of collapsing in tears of laughter.
"Stupid toaster!" Sirius stormed out of the room. Isabella chuckled and looked over at Harry.
"So…how are you?" Harry looked up and sighed.
"Besides the fact my ex-boyfriend's best friend knows all my problems and can easily reveal them to get revenge, I'm fine."
"I'm sorry Harry! If I'd known he was Draco's friend I wouldn't have hired him!"
"It doesn't matter, as long as he doesn't say anything I'll be fine."
"What about the twins?" Isabella bit her lip and looked up at Harry.
"If Zabini is as good as you say then they won't have to know."
"Harry! You're fighting for them! They'll have to know, what if you lose?" Harry looked up at her.
"I can't lose." Harry left the kitchen and Isabella rubbed her head the humour of Sirius' toaster problem had long since left now replaced with worry for the twin's future.
"I wish you were here Lil."