"Totally, because the Confederation is so terrified of twenty-five people hidden in a castle in Scotland that they need to attack us." Parvati snorted. "I tried to explain, but I should have known better. The sad thing is that Ron is truly convinced that the best thing we can do for the generations ahead is to create a DMLE that is able to expend as a military unit as our numbers grow."
Parvati chuckled. "If we had to use manners, we'd have to use the Mr. and Ms. and really no one does that at the Ministry, so I'm willing to give them that one. I also think that it's easier when half the people here are related. You say Potter and you could be talking about half the people here. Three Malfoys, two Patils, two Blacks. Then it becomes rude to use it only for the people with no relatives."
She grinned. "Well, good, because I know from being Harry that Peter is really good with potions. Maybe not Snape good, but really good, and if we stop worrying about stocking up for a potential war, then we can make potions we can sell. Maybe even perfumes. I'm sure we can find people to market them. Weird Sisters for men, Savannah and Lilu maybe for women, people always remember Quidditch. I'm also going to steal Scorpius from him. Harry sees about three people a week. He can do his own damn schedule honestly, but I'll be nice and have Scorpius help him. Really the poor man is there to write down all that Harry forgets to do and say."