"Maybe I'll uh see about brewing some Felix Felicis. Use it to avoid hugs for a day." It wasn't a bad idea if the ingredients could be found. He hadn't brewed it since school. "I'll ask Regulus for help. He was known for being good at potions." Kirley laughed because it was true. "It sucks that he's you know, dead, but he'd hate it here. No dragons."
He wondered if that was true, or if the pressure of being Minister would get to her anyway. "I guess we'll see. Maybe. Might be nice to have, you know, a happy Parvati." He didn't really have any memories of their mother being truly happy, at least not without her also being truly drunk.
"Yeah. Maybe. But uh look where the last set of new spells got us. Everyone dead and those that aren't pulled through time." He made a face at her. "You think you're always right. Bloody uh bloody stubborn Gryffindor."