Jamie and Scorpius
"Of course, those Potters. No manners to speak of. The press can never realize how bad they are. Truly bad. Even Albus, who's not terrible, can't seem to understand proper etiquette," he said, sounding a lot more like his grandfather used to.
He nodded. "It wasn't just me. It was everyone." He knew that such a simple thing could be the best. He had always enjoyed the quiet moments with his parents a lot more than the public parties and imagined that it was even more important to the Potters considering their history. "You sound happy. That's good. Maybe this whole crazy world is good for something."
Scorpius knew that it was a lot more than a step forward. "He's busy, working. I think that's making him stay sane. If he's working, he can't think of the rest. Besides, he's really good at compartmentalizing. It's why he was always good at occlumency." He was starting to get good at this. "Well, they can't be sure it'll be exactly like me and she can go as close as possible or as different as I want, because it's all magic. Well, as different as bone structure would allow obviously. I could even become... a woman if I wanted to."