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Tristan knew this event was mostly for the kids, but he was still excited for it. He was thrilled to have Mason enrolled at the daycare centre, it was as close to a school as he could get right now, and he was also happy to participate as a parent in whatever way he could. He had made sure Mason...

yay now I can play Tristan is also muggleborn and was also in Hufflepuff and at Hogwarts at the same time

It was a relief to hear Vivian hadn’t been seeing anyone else either, even if he would’ve had the right to do just that. Tristan smiled at him, feeling his heart flutter a little. “I guess so.” He said, squeezing his hand. “Who would’ve thought.” He added quietly, shaking his head in wonder.

Tristan silently braced himself for what Vivian was going to say, many possibilities flashing through his head. Did Vivian now want to hide him? Was he ashamed to be back with him? Or was it something else? Tristan’s eyes widened slightly when Vivian finally spoke. He reached for his hand almost...

As Vivian took his hands, Tristan felt his shoulders relax a little. He had known Vivian wasn’t going to dump him, but he had still felt the same fear come back. “No, it’s alright.” He said, knowing he had deserved it but also knowing saying so would just end in an argument. He nodded at...

Tristan had given the invitation thoughtlessly, but once the words had left his mouth he felt nervous. Unwillingly, his mind flashed back to the last time he had alluded to any sort of future with Vivian, even in the lightest sense. The way Vivian had crushed those hopes had hurt, a lot. So when...

Tristan laughed at Vivian’s comment, shaking his head. “Good thing he’s so lovable.” He said, sighing softly. “You should meet him again, properly. He’s great.” He said with a small smile. “You know, for a baby.”

Tristan groaned and covered his face in his hands as Vivian brought up the idea of Mason walking. He couldn’t even imagine the chaos that would erupt. “Please, let him take a while to figure it out.” He said, peeking between his fingers. “He’ll be a menace.” He said dramatically, hoping it would...

Tristan nodded at Vivian’s words. He couldn’t imagine becoming an older brother now. Though, with how little he saw his family, he wondered if it would really be any different compared to how things were now. “Glad to know you have some experience with kids, so I can ask you for advice next time...

Tristan smiled a little. "You must love them a lot." He said, looking at Vivian in a new light. Becoming an older sibling in your twenties probably meant you were basically another parent. Or at least would have to babysit a lot. Tristan didn't have siblings at all, so he couldn't really relate...

Tristan laughed at the memory Vivian brought up, remembering that time. “Don’t tell him, but I snuck in a few snacks.” He told him, lowering his voice as if confiding an important secret. He then raised his eyebrows a bit at Vivian’s next comment. “You sound like you’re the parent.” He teases...

Tristan smiled and took a bite of the food, feeling like it tasted better knowing Vivian worked hard on it for him. It made him feel strangely guilty. He wondered if that would ever go away, if they went further than this and started a relationship again… would Tristan always feel like he owed...

Tristan was here for two reasons. The first was that he thought it would look good for him to attend an event like this, he needed to keep strengthening his Ministry connections. Being close to Victoire had already benefited him, so it seemed smart to support her endeavors. The second reason was...

Tristan smiled fondly at Vivian, silently pleased at how easily the conversation was flowing and how natural this felt. He wondered if it was the same for Vivian. He hoped so. “Bold of you to assume I ever cook, even together with someone.” Tristan joked. “Besides, I’d be impressed by anything...

Tristan laughed softly as Vivian said he had to floo his gran about the sauce three times. “You should just pretend you did it easily by yourself, a lot more impressive.” He joked. “Though I’m still impressed, so I don’t think it matters.”

Tristan laughed softly and picked up his fork, starting to eat. “Me too.” He said quietly. “Oh, this is good.” He added, taking another bite. “Thank you for this, next time is on me.” He paused for a moment. “We’ll just go to a restaurant, though.” He added.

Tristan nodded, letting Vivian’s words soothe him a bit. He smiled. “True.” He said softly. “Though it’s almost scarier to think he’ll be making his own mistakes, at least I know how to fix mine.” He added, then smiled at Vivian slightly. “The proof being that I’m here now.”

Tristan took a sip of his wine, smiling softly as he looked away, thinking of Mason. “Thank you. I worry a bit about when he’s older.” He admitted. “I mean, you knew me as a kid. I think he’s better, but I worry he’ll make my mistakes.” He admitted quietly.

Tristan sat down and laughed, shaking his head. “If you told me ten years ago I’d have a kid I would have been confused.” He said with a shrug. “I never really planned for that in my future.” He smiled fondly. “He does.” He said softly. “It’s a pain sometimes, dealing with Domi, but I wouldn’t...