Astoria had debated if she should send the invitation to Scorpius or not, but if they invited people like the Potters, they had to invite Scorpius. God, Lucius would be rolling in grave with all of these Gryffindors here.
When she saw her son, she went to meet him. Astoria put an arm around his and smiled, as if there was nothing wrong. It wasn't anyone's business what their problems were. "Scorpius, I wasn't sure if you'd come. How are you? Where are you staying?" Hopefully out of sight so people wouldn't notice.