It was hard to imagine that Draco Malfoy, who had once called Hermione a "Mudblood," would one day live peacefully under the same roof as a Muggle. Though that was very likely because he was so absorbed in romance that he had overlooked the matter.
Even when he saw his godmother, who had been unconscious for two months, Draco merely said, "Hi," in greeting before following Astoria to decorate their new home.
Lucius Malfoy had still bought the Fascist-style villa by the Brenta River, except it had now been transformed into a Greek-style residence. Following the designer's plans, Draco and Astoria clung to each other and kissed as they altered the columns and eaves, looking exactly like conjoined twins.
Robby was still working at Malfoy Manor. Honey had come along with the newlyweds. Expecting this young aristocratic couple to do housework was less realistic than expecting peacocks to fly—those birds could indeed fly, but not over long distances like migratory birds.
Though they lived on the same estate, Pomona's life did not overlap with Draco's. She was not as tactless as Ron.
Two months was neither particularly long nor short. In any case, Pomona's promise to Minerva that she would return to teaching was likely impossible to fulfil now. Hogwarts would begin preparing for final examinations in June, and then the International Education Survey Department would come to assess the school.
She trusted that Minerva and Flitwick could find a way to solve that problem, so she set it aside and looked into what major events had happened recently.
First, the Pope had died, on the day after April Fool's Day. Fortunately, it had been April 2, otherwise the whole world might have thought the Holy See was playing a joke on everyone.
Starting in April, Werewolf activity had become