A/N : This report describes how Albus, Matt, Amanda, John, and Rose get their Hogwarts letters. Each chapter contians lyrics from a strain by Jared Campbell. Each chapter 's name is a lyric from the same song. The account is named after his song, biography Is Good.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry thrower or any of Jared Joseph Campbell 's songs.

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suit fate, it 's in my way
and I do n't have the patience to put aliveness on detention,
I think I 'm holding out for something more.
~Fate, Jared Campbell



Eleven-year-old Albus Severus Potter was standing in presence of the window in the drafting elbow room of his Jack London house, Grimmauld Place. He had been standing perfectly still for the by two minutes, watching as a dot in the sky got tumid and larger until it was recognizable as an owl.

The owl was close now and it looked like it was heading heterosexual person for Grimmauld Place. It was stuffy enough for Albus to notice its sashay brown feathering and the alphabetic character wrapped around its legs. Albus gulped and he rubbed his sweaty hands on his pants.

Watching for the morning Emily Post had become a act for Albus over the yesteryear few Clarence Day. As soon as he woke up, he would stand by the window waiting for the owl that he knew would go far soon. The owl from Hogwarts schoolhouse of witchcraft and Wizardry that would bring him his acceptance letter. Albus 's older buddy, James, had received his missive a yr ago, in mid-July, and Albus was for certain his would make it at roughly the Lapp time.

Albus wrenched open the windowpane and the owl soared inside. It stuck out its leg and Albus quickly detached the missive. The owl gave a loud hoot and then soared out the window. Albus shut it as he rifled through the letters. One was addressed to James II. But the other, the former was addressed to Albus.

Albus sat down on the couch and slowly turned the letter of the alphabet over in his manpower. He swallowed hard and began to spread it with shaking mitt. He pulled it out of the envelop and take it.

Albus closed the letter, grinning to himself. It had finally arrived. Albus had been kind of nervous about it the entire summertime. He knew it would arrive, but after days of no owls from Hogwarts, he had gotten a bit worried.

Albus stood up and ran to the stair. He had to wake James up. King James I had been teasing Albus ever since he returned from Hogwarts, telling him he would n't get his missive. Albus knew James liked to joke, but it had gotten a bit irritating by the third week.

James 's bedroom door was closed, but that did n't stop Albus. After all, James always barged into Albus 's room. Albus banged open the door and peered down at Saint James the Apostle, who was curled up on his bed. He looked rather innocent when he was sleeping, but if anyone could make trouble even while sleeping, it was James.

Albus glanced around the way, trying to cogitate of a creative way to wake him up. He wished he had a baton and could spout water in King James I 's face.

Albus decided to just go with the old understudy of staring at James until he woke up. It usually worked. Albus peered down until he was only inches from James and waited.

All of a sudden, Epistle of James 's eyes shot undefended and he jumped back. He hit his heading on the paries behind his bed and winced.

`` What the hell, Al ? '' James shouted as he rubbed his head, `` Do you substantiate what time it is ? ``

`` Nine in the cockcrow, '' Albus said, `` Sorry about your head. ``

`` It 's ok, '' James muttered, `` I 'll get you back eventually. But why in the name of Falco columbarius did you wake me up so early ? ``

Albus pulled his missive out of his envelop and proudly shoved it in James 's human face. James I grabbed it and scanned it. He gave it back to Albus and grinned.

`` See, you got it, '' William James said.

`` I know, '' Albus said, `` But you 're the one who said I would n't. ``

`` I was only joking, '' James shrugged, `` It 's what blood brother do. Now you get to do it with Lily. ``

Albus shrugged. He sort of doubted Lily would trust him if he told her she was n't going to Hogwarts. She 'd been waiting impatiently for her Hogwarts letter since she was five or so. Now she was nine and she still had two years to go.

`` Oh, you got your book list, too, '' Albus handed St. James the missive addressed to him.

`` Excellent, '' King James grinned as he ripped it open, `` Maybe Mum and Dad will get me a broom as an former natal day present. Then I can try out for Seeker this year and not experience to use one of those school heather. ``

St. James was entering his second gear year and was determined to get Gryffindor 's new seeker. He had been practicing all summer on one of their mum 's old Scots heather. James 's birthday was in November and he had been giving their parents not so subtle jot about a new broom ever since he returned home base from school.

`` Well, I 'm going to go see if we can go to Diagon Alley today, '' Albus said.

`` Then I can get my broom, '' King James replied and laid back down.

Albus looked back at James as he left, and noticed that he already had his center closed.

Albus ran back downstairs and to the kitchen. Both of his parents were sitting at the table eating ballock and toast.

`` It came ! '' Albus said proudly as he set his letter of the alphabet down in between his parents.

`` Congratulations, Al, '' Harry grinned and ruffled Ablus 's tomentum, `` Told you you just had to be patient. ``

`` That 's wonderful, Albus, '' Ginny got up and kissed the top of his top dog, `` We can go shopping today, if you 'd like. ``

`` Definitely, '' Albus grinned, `` James wants to go, too. He wants his new broom. ``

Ginny rolled her eyes as she put her plate in the sump. `` We 'll see about that. ``

`` mammy ! ! ! ! '' Lily came shrieking down the stairs.

Albus turned around and saw that she had a pilus coppice stuck in her haircloth and her eye were welling up with tears.

`` ma ! '' Lily cried, `` It 's stuck ! ``

Ginny sighed and picked up her scepter. `` Lily, what were you doing ? ``

`` I was just trying to make my haircloth curly like Rosie 's, '' Lily pouted as Ginny started to extricate the brush from her hair.

`` Lily, what have I told you about wrapping your hair around your brush ? '' Ginny asked.

`` Not to do it, '' Lily muttered.

`` Exactly, '' Ginny said, `` Albus got his Hogwart 's letter. ``

`` Really ? '' Lily shrieked and ran away from Ginny just as she got the brush free, `` Where is it ? I want to see ! ``

Albus grabbed his letter off the table and held it in front of Lily. Lily stared blanket eyed at it and tried to grab it away from Albus. Albus held it up above her head.

`` I wan na maintain it ! '' Lily shouted.

`` No, '' Albus shook his head.

`` Mum ! '' Lily shouted, `` He wo n't let me see it ! ``

`` It 's his missive, Lils, '' Harry replied.

Lily crossed her weapon system across her chest. `` Fine. I want to go to Hogwarts, too. ``

`` You 're not old enough. You just get to be affected role, Lily, '' Ginny told her.

Harry snorted into his juice. `` I seem to think someone else who was raring about going to Hogwarts. ``

Ginny smacked Harry playfully on the head with that morning 's copy of the oracle. `` Oh, shut it, Harry. ``

Albus poured himself a bowl of food grain and sat down just as the open fireplace lit up with putting surface flame. It cleared a few seconds later and out stepped a boy in his late teenager who had greenish blue colored hair.

`` Teddy ! '' Albus shouted and jumped up from the board, `` I got my alphabetic character just now ! '' Albus handed shift his letter.

`` Brilliant, '' shift grinned and scanned Albus 's letter of the alphabet, `` Merlin, I wish I still had another yr there. ``

`` That 's only because then you could put off deciding what you want to do with your life, '' Ginny laughed.

`` No, so I could be there when Albus is there, '' shimmy groaned, `` But I suppose you 're right, too. ``

`` Of track I am, '' Ginny said.

`` Anyway, I just stopped by to say hi on my way to work, '' slip said as he grabbed a piece of pledge off Harry 's plate.

`` And to steal my intellectual nourishment, '' Harry muttered.

`` That, too, '' Teddy grinned, `` I 'm working at the Diagon alley storehouse today, so will I see you lot there later ? ``

`` Yep, '' Harry nodded, `` We 'll be there. I 'm going to see if Ron and Hermione want to go as well. Rose probably got her varsity letter today. ``

`` Sounds good, '' Teddy said as he stepped back into the open fireplace and disappeared in green flames.

******

A few hours later ( after James had woken up ), the ceramicist family found themselves in Diagon alley. The street was filled with returning Hogwarts students and their families.

Albus had been to Diagon Alley numerous times before, but there was something very exciting about going there to buy supplying for Hogwarts. He was getting to do everything St. James had done the premature year. Albus was especially excited about going to Olivander 's and getting his wand.

They met Ron and Hermione Weasley, as well as their two Kid, Rose and Hugo, in front of Gringott 's. Rose was a couple calendar month younger than Albus, but would be turning eleven in Aug and would be going to Hogwarts as well. Hugo was Lily 's age.

`` Where to first ? '' Harry asked.

`` Olivander 's ! '' Albus announced.

`` Flourish and Blotts ! '' blush wine said excitedly.

Albus stared at her like she had three heads. How could his first cousin want to go to the volume memory before she got her wand ?

`` You 're mental, Rose, '' James laughed, `` I say we go to Quality Quidditch Supplies ! ``

`` Eyelops ! '' Lily shouted.

`` You 're not even going to Hogwarts, '' Albus pointed out.

`` I do n't care, '' Lily huffed.

`` Weasley 's thaumaturgist Wheezes, '' Victor Hugo suggested.

`` Then it 's settled, '' Harry grinned, `` We 're going to the pill pusher first. ``

Everybody groaned, but followed Harry down the street anyway. Albus sighed to himself. That was always how his dad settled arguments. He 'd piece what nonentity had suggested.

The misstep to the Apothecary was quick. Nobody really wanted to mill about in there. Albus did n't particularly relish the situation. It had an odd smell to it and there were cauldrons fully of things that looked like they were decaying.

After the Apothecary, they went to brothel keeper Malkin 's, which was boring as well. Albus just did n't find buying robes very exciting. It seemed like his dad was doing the most drilling shopping first.

Finally, after a long trip to fanfare and Blotts, Harry announced that Olivander 's was next on the list. Albus and Rose ran ahead of the rest of the group and arrived a few minutes before anyone else.

`` Ah, Albus and Rose, '' Olivander turned around and greeted them with a wispy voice.

`` Hello, Mr. Olivander. We 're getting our wands today, '' Albus grinned.

`` I thought so, '' Olivander smiled and walked slowly to the rows of wands that were behind him.

Olivander took measurements and then walked to the back of the store. He returned with a few wand just as the rest of the thrower and Weasley families entered the workshop. Olivander greeted them and then handed Albus and Rose each a wand.

Albus smiled as he held the sceptre in his hired man. It was an unbelievable spirit ; holding a wand that could be his. He waved it and the window behind him exploded.

Jesse James burst out in laughter as Albus 's case turned brightly red. He set the wand on Olivander 's desk and looked sheepishly at his family. Harry grinned and repaired Olivander 's window with a undulation of his own wand.

`` Perhaps this one, '' Olivander handed Albus another wand, `` football team and a quarter in, Ash, phoenix feather. ``

Albus took the wand and all of a sudden a warm feeling enveloped him. If he did n't know any adept, he 'd say the verge actually glowed in his hand for a split second. He could sense that it was the right one even before he waved it. He gave it a wave and gold sparks erupted from it.

`` Excellent, '' Olivander grinned.

A little while later, Rose had her baton as well and the chemical group left the shop class. Albus was carrying his verge with the level best maintenance and staring more at the box than what was in front line of him.

The adults decided that it would be best to visit Eyelops close since both Albus and Rose were getting owls. They did n't want to have to carry the hooter around all day.

James River was asking to go to character Quidditch supplying every five minutes or so, but Harry led the way into Weasley 's wizard Wheezes first.

`` Ron, Ginny ! '' George VI greeted them as they entered, `` And Harry and Hermione ! You 've got everyone with you today. ``

`` Hogwarts shopping, '' Harry grinned, `` Al and Rosie just got their baton. ``

Albus proudly opened the box and showed his Uncle George VI his new wand. Rose did the same.

`` Brilliant, both of you ! '' George said, `` And now I shall get you both ready for Hogwarts in the trick department .... ''

Albus followed George into the profoundness of the store. He was not at all surprised that his uncle was assisting him with clowning. George was the owner of Weasleys'Wizard Wheezes and was legendary at Hogwarts as one of the most mischievous student ever to attend.

`` Now, every student needs a Skiving Snackbox or two, '' George II said as he handed Albus and Rose each a colorful box, `` After all, I ca n't imagine you 'll want to sit through History of Magic very often. ``

Albus grinned as he took the box of sweets to make one ill. He had heard many a narration from his parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and James about how boring Professor Binns'year were.

`` And then you 'll need some muck bomb, '' George said as he led them to a different display.

`` Last time I checked, those were still forbidden at Hogwarts, '' Hermione said sternly.

`` Oh, I 'm sure they are, '' George winked, `` But so long as Filch does n't find out it was these two who set them off, it does n't matter. ``

`` George Weasley ! '' Hermione scolded, `` You should be setting a better example for these two ! No wonder Fred was in detention every week finally year ! ``

Albus laughed as he took a ring of muck bombs off the shelf. His full cousin Fred was George 's son and just finished his thirdly year at Hogwarts. Fred had taken after his male parent as far as pranking went.

`` Lighten up, Hermione, '' Ron laughed, `` Let them have their fun. ``

`` Ronald ! '' Hermione shouted, `` You 're even sorry ! ``

`` Harry ! '' Teddy burst out of the second room and joined the chemical group, `` Getting Al all the pranking products he 'll need this twelvemonth ? ``

`` Sure am, '' Harry grinned, `` Although I do n't remember Hermione is too glad about it. ``

`` I am not buying this hooey for rose, '' Hermione stated.

After a few More moment of arguing, Hermione gave up and both Albus and Rose had bagfuls of Weasleys'products. James IV had replenished his hoard as well and Albus had a feeling he 'd use everything up within a month.

George closed the shop class so he and Teddy could get something to eat and everyone went to the Leaky cauldron for dinner. Albus mainly listened to the conversation but was very content. Going to Hogwarts was something he had been looking forward to for years and now it was finally happening.

James finally got to go to timber Quidditch supplying after dinner and got his early birthday nowadays. Albus was slightly jealous about this, but knew that he could n't have his own broom at Hogwarts anyway. He was determined to make it onto the Quidditch team eventually, though.

The lowest stop of the day was Eyelops Owl Emporium, which was a stead Albus was almost as excited about as he had been about Olivander 's. His parents had told him he 'd be able to get an owl when he went to Hogwarts.

`` I want an owl, '' Lily whined as they entered the shop.

`` In two long time, '' Harry replied.

`` That 's so far away, '' Lily groaned.

`` I know, '' Harry said as he picked her up, `` But it 'll go by dissolute than you think. ``

Albus began looking around at all the owls. He did n't really take any idea about what form of owl he wanted ; he just thought he 'd look around and see what owl liked him.

There were owls of all sizing and colors. albumen ones, black one, and speckled one. Small ones, large ones, and medium sized ace. Albus walked slowly through the workshop and looked at each owl. His center rested on an owl with gleaming common topaz middle and dark brown feathers. The owl had a few flake of white on its heading and it was staring directly at Albus.

Albus walked over to the owl and gave the owl a pat on its straits. The owl gave a sonant razzing and Albus knew it was the one for him. The owl flew onto his shoulder and Albus walked back to his parents.

`` I 've got my owl, '' he grinned.

`` What 's his public figure ? '' Harry asked.

`` Dunno, '' Albus shrugged, `` Have n't thought of one yet. ``

`` gens him Salazar, '' James smirked, `` Because you 'll be in Slytherin. ``

`` What ? '' Albus stared at his brother, `` I 'm not going to be in Slytherin. ``

`` You never know, '' James said, `` There 's a 25 per centum luck that you might. ``

Albus was stunned. It was so obvious. There was a 25 percent opportunity that he 'd be in Slytherin. After all, there were four houses. But the cerebration of being in Slytherin had never crossed his mind. He always thought he 'd be in Gryffindor, where everyone in his unit family had been. It was possible for him to be in Slytherin, though. Or Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. Neither of those would be that bad, but Albus wanted to be in Gryffindor.

`` Ready to go, Al ? '' Harry asked, `` Rose just found her owl. ``

`` Oh, yeah, '' Albus said quietly, `` I 'm ready. And I 'm naming my owl Godric. ``

Albus followed his family out of the owl workshop and to the Leaky Cauldron. In two months, he 'd be at Hogwarts. The place where his parents went and most of the repose of his family. The place he had been impatiently waiting to go to for geezerhood. He could n't intend of a time in his life where he had been more frantic. All he hoped was that he would roll up in Gryffindor and maybe, just maybe, he would be able to ca-ca a name for himself.


But he knows that it 's going to be all decently
Cause the love life that he 's got will keep him strong through the night
Life is good, living is respectable
~LIfe Is Good, Jared Joseph Campbell


Eleven-year-old Matthew Conan Eckerton was sitting below a large oak tree in his backyard. His optic were shut and he was resting his foreland against its rough trunk. The sun was beating down on him through the branches above. For the past time of day, the lonesome sound had been the casual raspberry chirping or cow mooing. Then a loud revving broke the silence.

lustrelessness slowly opened his eyes and squinted in the bright sunlight. He glanced around to try and regain out where the racket was coming from. In the space, he saw the James Leonard Farmer riding his tractor through the theatre that surrounded Matt 's house.

Matt lived in the country, far from any town. His firm was on an Acre of property that was surrounded by tilled land on three slope and a forest on the early. The nearby farmer owned all of the surrounding farmland and was regularly seen plowing or performing early tasks. The farmer 's star sign was quite far away, although Matt could see it from where he was sitting. Other than the sodbuster, Matt had no other neighbors.

Matt 's parents, Bruno Walter and Julie, wanted it that way. matt was not an ordinary eleven-year-old boy, even by wizarding standards. At the age of five, he was bitten by a werewolf and became one himself. For the past five and a half years, over half his life, he had been enduring abominable transformation every calendar month that left him exhausted and sick. As if he could be anymore unusual, the Wolfsbane Potion which normally enabled a lycanthrope to keep his mind during fully Moon, did not work for Matt.

That particular day happened to be the day of the full moon. In only a few curt minute, lustrelessness would be locked in a room in the basement and go through the dreadful transformation into the wolf.

As the total moon was only a short while away, matte was already feeling the effects of it. A few days beforehand, he would pall quickly and get a lot of vexation. He also lost his appetite. At the import, he had a splitting headache which was not helped by the tractor, but felt too exhausted to move. He closed his heart and tried to discount the pounding in his psyche and the tractor 's roaring.

`` Matt, are you out here ? '' someone shouted.

mat opened his center again and saw his sister, Amy, walking towards him. `` I 'm over by the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree ! '' he shouted.

Amy ran the sleep of the distance and sat down next to him. Her blond tomentum was thrown up into a mussy ponytail and flying everywhere as she walked.

`` Thank Merlin, '' Amy sighed, `` I could n't find you anywhere. You know Mum does n't wish it when you go outside the day of the full synodic month. ``

Matt groaned inwardly. His mother was extremely overprotective, in his opinion. He understood she had her reasons and after what had happened in the past, he could n't really blame her. But he was n't a baby anymore and he did n't think going outside was going to suffer. He liked going outside before replete synodic month since he 'd be cooped up inside for a few days afterwards.

`` Is she back yet ? '' Matt asked. His mother had gone to Diagon bowling alley to clean up some grocery store a trivial patch ago, leaving Amy to 'babysit'him. matte thought this was ridiculous since he was eleven and certainly did not need a sitter, but did n't reason with her. Plus, Amy was home anyway.

`` No, '' Amy replied, `` But I had to line up you because this just came by owl. ``

Amy grinned as she handed mat a letter. Matt took it and turned it over. His breath caught in his chest as he saw the Hogwarts crest stamped on it. It was his Hogwarts letter.

Ever since Amy had begun her magical education, when Matt was four, he had been excited about going himself. Even after he had been bitten by a loup-garou, he thought he 'd get to go. His parents had never said otherwise. Until they received a missive telling them Matt could n't attend, that is.

The Eckertons had not lived in England their whole lives. Up until three years ago, they had lived in Australia. Amy had attended the Australian School of Sorcery until she was fourteen. That was when their parents had asked the schoolmaster if Matt would be able to attend. He said he could not.

Everything got spoiled from there. individual who held a score against Matt 's dad at the Ministry announced to the total country that Matt was a werewolf ( something they had successfully hidden for over two years ) and then his dad lost his job because of it. He had been the Head of the department for the regularisation and Control of Magical animate being. After that, the man who had announced lustrelessness 's lycanthropy became the head and pass by legislation restricting the rights of werewolves.

Matt 's parents sent letter of the alphabet to numerous other schools asking if he could attend. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and genius in Scotland said yes. Matt 's dad found a job at the British Ministry, in werewolf Support help, and they moved. life-time had been better since then. Amy had a hard time adjusting, but eventually began to savour Hogwarts.

Due to all of this, matte knew he would get a letter of the alphabet from Hogwarts this summer. He had been waiting for it for workweek since he had no estimate when it would make it, but had momentarily forgotten about it that day. Despite knowing it was going to get, there was something very exciting about it actually arriving.

lustrelessness slowly peeled back the seal and opened the envelop. He pulled the alphabetic character out and carefully unfolded it.

`` pigeon hawk, you 're slow with that ! '' Amy exclaimed, `` I think I nearly ripped my alphabetic character from Australia when I got it. ``

`` That 's why I opened mine slowly, '' lusterlessness smirked. He looked at the letter and read it aloud. There was a post handwriting at the end, one that flatness knew the rest of his comrade students would not induce received.

P.S. Please have your parents contact
us so we can set up a clock time for you to
come to the school so we can discuss
the precautions we have set up for
your lycanthropy.

mat folded the alphabetic character and then looked up at Amy. He still could n't consider that it was finally his turn to go to Hogwarts. He had been secretly jealous of Amy for years. Every time she got to go shopping for supplies and then step on it away on the Hogwarts express, he watched with envious eyes.

`` It 'll be both of us going this year, '' Amy grinned.

mat nodded. `` I just hope I 'm in Gryffindor. ``

`` You will be, '' Amy assured him, `` sib usually get sorted into the Saami house. Victoire 's sister and comrade are in Gryffindor like she is. All their cousins are there, too. ``

`` I got my provision list, too, '' Matt said as he pulled out another slice of parchment, `` You get yours ? '' Amy was entering her seventh and final twelvemonth at Hogwarts.

`` Yup, '' Amy nodded, `` We can go to Diagon back street once you 're recovered from tonight. ``

`` Yeah, '' flatness said, wishing he did n't take to waitress, `` Says I ca n't get a bring a broom, though. ``

`` Like Mum would let you impart one anyway, '' Amy laughed, `` speaking of Mum, she 'll probably be back anytime. We should go back inside. ``

`` You wo n't evidence her I was out here, will you ? '' mat asked as he stuffed his alphabetic character back in the envelop.

`` Nah, '' Amy grinned, `` Since when have I been one to do what Mum says anyway ? ``

Matt stood up and felt dizzy as soon as he did so. He stumbled and Amy grabbed his arm. She let him lean on her as they walked slowly back to the mansion. The thing lustrelessness hated even Thomas More than the actual translation into the woman chaser was how sick he felt the days leading up to it. It was like getting the flu once a month.

To Matt 's assuagement, his mother was not back from Diagon Alley when they got back to the sign. Amy helped him to the couch and he laid down on it.

`` I am going to miss so many category during the full moons, '' flatness groaned.

`` Yeah, you probably will, '' Amy agreed, `` But the instructor are nice so you 'll be able-bodied to pick up up. Well, most of them are nice. Washburn 's a smutty slice of study, but the relaxation are nice. And it 's not necessarily a bad affair to miss History of magic trick. There 's usually about a quarter of the mass in my class using Puking Pastilles or Nosebleed Nougats before that class. You 'll cause a built in apology once a month. All the rest of the kidskin in your class will be jealous. ``

`` I doubt that, '' mat said darkly. Ever since he had first seen the sweets in a Skiving Snackbox, he was bewildered that mass would actually eat sweets that would arrive at you ill. He just could n't envelop his intellect around actually wanting to be ill, even to overlook a boring division. He 'd rather sit through the class.

`` Just hold back an overt creative thinker, '' Amy shrugged, `` There have been quite a few times where I would rather be in the hospital annexe than in course of study. ``

matte groaned and closed his eyes. He wished he could go all seven long time at Hogwarts without ever setting foot in the Hospital Wing, but that was n't going to happen.

`` Amy, could you get me some of that headache potion ? '' he asked.

`` When did you last birth it ? '' Amy asked.

`` When I woke up this morning time. ``

`` Sure, '' Amy replied and got up.

matte heard the door spread out a moment later and his mum walked in, her implements of war laden with grocery bags.

`` Amy ! '' she shouted, `` Can you add up help me with these suitcase ? ``

`` bent on ! '' Amy shouted from the kitchen.

The bags dropped to the floor with a clump and flatness heard footfall coming closer. He felt his mother osculate his forehead and ruffle his blonde hair.

`` How are you ? '' she asked softly.

`` Tired and I 've got a worry, '' lusterlessness mumbled.

`` I 'll get you some headache potion. ``

`` Amy 's already getting it, '' lusterlessness replied.

His mum kissed his forehead once more and sat down next to him on the lounge. `` Amy, could you make for the fever reducer, too ? ``

matte squeezed his optic shut tighter. No wonderment he felt horrendous ; he had a feverishness. Now he was sort of glad he came inside when he did.

`` I got my Hogwarts missive, Mum, '' he whispered.

`` That 's marvelous, honey, '' she replied, `` We 'll go shopping in a few daylight. ``

`` Here 's the potions, '' Amy said.

matt cracked open his eye and took one of the chalice Amy was holding. He drank it quickly and then grabbed the other one. He swallowed that one as fast as he could as well and gagged at the disgusting taste.

`` Can I get an owl ? '' he yawned.

`` Of line, honey, '' his mum said as she rubbed his backbone, `` Just go to sleep now. We 'll verbalise more about it tomorrow. ``

matt nodded and closed his optic. He fell asleep quickly, feeling the happiest he had ever been the day of a good moon.

******

`` Matt, '' someone whispered as they shook him.

matte opened his eyes and saw his dad bent down in front of the couch. `` Hey, Dad. ``

`` I just heard you got your Hogwarts missive, '' his dad smiled, `` congratulations. ``

`` Thanks, '' lusterlessness whispered.

`` wellspring, I 'll let you get some more sleep. There 's still an minute or so until you have to go downstairs, '' his dad said as he gave him a hug.

mat watched his dad pass into the kitchen and closed his eyes once more. He drifted off to catch some Z's again, trying not to recall about what would happen in an hour.

After what seemed like only a few minutes later, matte woke up in a cold sweat with an dreaded headache that no potion could ever facilitate with. He sat up and looked out the window. It was morose, but he did n't need to see the sky to know that the moon would rise soon.

`` Mum ! '' his voice cracked. He swallowed hard. The pain always started before the shift did. It was awful. He always tried not to cry, but it never worked. He squeezed his center shut and tried to keep the tears from leaking out.

He heard three sets of step run into the room and felt his mother 's arms wrap around him. He leaned into her and rested his head on her shoulder.

`` It 's metre, '' his dad said quietly.

Matt shakily stood up and his parents helped him trip-up towards the cellar door. He could pick up Amy 's footfall behind them. cypher said a intelligence as they walked down the step and towards his transformation way.

flatness sat down on the padded base as soon as he got into the room. His head was spinning and he did n't intend he 'd be able to stand up much retentive anyway. His parents and Amy each gave him a hug and then left the room. They did n't say anything, but there was nothing to say. He 'd done this so many times there was n't really any distributor point in his parents saying anything. He knew they 'd be there in the morning.

The door locked as his parents and Amy left, and flatness let out a loud sigh as he sat down. This was it. Another good moonlight. There was zilch he could do now but wait.

For years, he fought the change. He 'd clench his hired man and jaw and try to foreclose the shift, even though he knew it would n't work. The only time he had n't fought it was the first one, where he had no estimation what was going to happen. For the second one, he knew what was going to fall out. He was only six, but he understood and he fought it with every voice of his being. Now, five and a half years later, with five and a half long time of proof that it would n't work, he still fought it.

flatness did n't have to look long for the transmutation to get. His headache became unendurable and he felt his stomach lurch. He learned early on to not try and eat anything beforehand, because it always came back up during the first part of the transformation.

He curled up into a ball and let out a soft moan. He could finger his heart beating a Roman mile a minute. His ventilation was curt and labor. It felt like he could n't take a breather. He always tried not to call, but that never worked either. He felt his bones breaking and elongating and hair sprouting everywhere.

He let out a tawdry scream and clenched his centre as pain coerced through his trunk. No amount of late to the full moons would ever groom him for the atrocious transformation. Nothing helped with it either. His parents had given him so many different potions, but nothing decreased the pain.

His mind was always the close matter to go. Matt hated that. He wished his mind would go first. Then he would n't deliver to commemorate the actual transmutation. He always wished he 'd pass out before the shift began, but that never happened.

matte took a few Sir Thomas More berate breaths and cried out in pain. He sat up and looked at his hands, which were quickly turning into paws of the beast. He felt dizzy. The macrocosm was spinning around him and it felt like fog was clouding his mind. He let out one more scream and the human beings disappeared.

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The wolf slowly stood up and took in his surround. It was dark and there was a faint flavor of blood and humankind lingering in the air. He was also trapped, again. The wolf was always trapped. He began to tread around the room and flavour for an evasion itinerary. It was n't there. There was never an safety valve route.

The wolf stood up on his hind stage and pointed his rostrum towards the roof. He let out a farsighted ululation and then glared at the diametrical wall. He got back down on all quatern and charged at it, slamming his headland into the abnormally delicate paries. He stepped back and repeated the process again and again.

He was alone. Alone and trapped. Every unmarried full moon, the Hugo Wolf was alone and stuck in the small padded room. He wanted to get out. He wanted to get out and find the people he could faintly smell beyond the walls.

However, there was no way out. No affair how many times the wolf rammed his head into the rampart, he could not recrudesce it. Eventually, he sat down in the midriff of the room and howled once more. He then proceeded to bite at his own body to relieve the itch to attack something.

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matte cracked his eyes opened and tried to lift his school principal. A stabbing hurting fled through his pass and he dropped it back down onto the padded floor. He closed his middle and tried to pore on breathing. Each short, grind breathing space hurt. He could n't even enter out which parts of his eubstance hurt the worse. Everything suffering. From the top of his head to his toes.

`` Mum ? '' he said hoarsely. His voice was little more than a voicelessness. He knew there was no way his mother could hear him, but he called her name anyway.

The door clicked a scant spell later, but for Matt it felt like an timeless existence. Whoever came in the room made no sound as they walked across the mattress covered story. They put a cloak over him and then picked him up. A wave of giddiness come over him as he was lifted up.

`` It 's ok, I 've got you, '' his dad whispered.

lusterlessness was hardly aware of being carried up to his room and he passed out on the way.

The side by side thing he knew, he was laying in his soft bed with layers of blankets on top of him. He could feel the warm sun shining through the window. He opened his eyes slowly and blinked as they adjusted to the brightness.

His organic structure still ached despite the potions he knew his parents had given him. His head was throbbing dully as well. unsound yet, he was exhausted. He knew he had already slept for hours, but it felt like he had n't slept in days.

Who was he kidding ? How was he going to go to Hogwarts ? How would he manage to the full moons when he was by himself ? He could n't even get up when he transformed back the next morning. His parents always had to carry him back to his room.

His parents. lustrelessness felt a shock in his stomach as he realized that they would n't be there every fully Sun Myung Moon when he was in school day. They had been there for every wide lunar month he had ever endured. They took care of him the day of and the days following. They got him his potions and healed all his injuries.

He hated to allow in it, but he was scared about doing it by himself. He knew he should n't be ; he was eleven years old for Merlin 's saki. Eleven-year-olds should not be afraid of going to schooltime and being away from their parents.

It was a practical yield, he assured himself. That was all. He could n't physically deal with full phase of the moon moonlight by himself. That was why he was worried about going to school. It was n't like he could n't divvy up with being away from home.

Then there was the issuance of his class fellow. What if they found out ? It was n't like he could sneak away for the full moon and be back in his residence hall the side by side morning before his roommate woke up. He 'd be in the infirmary wing for at least two daylight. He doubted he 'd be able-bodied to go to class the day of the to the full moon and he usually needed two Day to find. That was three Clarence Day of missed classes, but more importantly, it was three days of fade to explicate. What was he going to say ? People did n't normally get nauseated that much.

It was a pudden-head approximation, he thought, going to school. He bit his lip and tried to give up the tears from welling in his heart. Why did n't his parents just home school him ? It would be sluttish. They were both well-read in most aspects of magic. If his parents had just decided to home school him, they could cause stayed in Commonwealth of Australia. Then Amy would have been happier.

No, they could n't have stayed. He sighed. Not after his dad lost his job and all the laws restricting the rights of werewolves had been passed. They were originally going to actuate so he could go to school. But then his dad lost his job. It was n't entirely lusterlessness 's defect that they moved, was it ? Not if his dad needed another job ....

It was his fault his dad lost his job, though. If he had n't gotten bitten, his dad would n't induce lost his job. So, for all intents and role, his folk had moved because of him. He could n't not go to shoal after all they 'd done for him. He 'd just let to suck it up and deal with it, no matter how terrifying the prospect was.

`` lusterlessness, are you waken ? '' Amy peeked her head into his room.

lusterlessness quickly rubbed his eyes and turned to look at her. `` Yeah. ``

Amy gave a small smile and walked into the way. She set a chalice down on the bedside table and then sat on the metrical foot of the bed.

`` How are you ? '' she asked quietly.

`` All- '' he cut himself off and looked at Amy 's touch on expression. Ever since she had first seen him after a transformation, she had this uncanny way of knowing when something was bothering him. He was n't sure how she did it, but somehow she managed to get him to distinguish her what was wrong.

It was kind of strange since Amy normally had quite the irritation and was very impatient. Their mum had once told matt that she took after his grandma, but Amy would never admit to it. The two of them did what they wanted and often disregarded other mass 's emotions.

Amy used to be a lot like that with flatness, too. When they were younger, their parents insisted on keeping Amy away from the house during full moons. She hated it and resented their parents for keeping her out of the grummet. She really had no idea what went on during full moon moons.

Then life as they knew it fell apart in Australia and Amy began to see what went on. She did resent mat for months about having to affect, but eventually got used to Hogwarts. Then, the first full-of-the-moon moon after her fourth year, she stayed at home during the full moonlight and saw Matt afterwards.

Amy never told flatness what she had thought of seeing him after a shift, but her actions spoke more than speech would make. She stayed by his side after every full moon that summertime. A few calendar week after that first to the full moon of the summer, she announced that she was going to become a healer and hoped to discover a variant of the Wolfsbane Potion that would work for Matt.

flatness had been a piddling traumatise when he heard this, but not incredibly surprised. As far back as he could remember, Amy had enjoyed experimenting with potions. She was also an avid star gazer and loved Astronomy. If anyone could come up with a better edition about that potion, it was Amy. She had the acquirement, interest group, and motivation to do it.

`` Actually, '' his voice caught in his pharynx, `` I 'm not that great. ``

Amy crawled up the bed and laid down future to him, her mouth turning down in a frown. She grabbed the potion off the mesa and handed it to him. `` What hurts ? You should take this potion, it 'll serve. ``

`` It 's not that, '' matte swallowed the potion in one swig, `` I mean, my head hurts but no worse than common. It 's, '' he paused, `` It 's Hogwarts. I 'm just not sure if I should go ... '' his voice trailed off.

Amy put her arm around Matt 's shoulders and looked at him sadly. `` Why not ? ``

`` This, '' he muttered, `` This probably sounds stupid, but I do n't think I can do it without Mum and Dad. ``

`` It 's not pudden-head, '' Amy said quietly, `` They 've always been there for every full moon. But I think you 're wrong. You can do it without them. ``

`` How ? '' Matt 's voice wavered, `` I ca n't even get back up to my way without them ? How in the name of Merlin will I get from that shack in Hogsmeade back to the rook ? ``

`` The nursemaid, '' Amy sighed, `` You 're forgetting about the nurse. lady Pomfrey. You 've met her, have n't you ? ``

`` I think so, '' lustrelessness nodded, `` But I hardly know her. ``

`` Well, I do, '' Amy said, `` And she 's one of the squeamish adults at Hogwarts. She 'll help. And I 'll be there too. I 'll be there for your entire first year. ``

`` And you 'll be there ? Can you go to the shack with lady Pomfrey ? ``

`` Of path, '' Amy nodded, `` And I 'll abide at the Hospital Wing with you except when I 'm in course. ``

Matt nodded. He felt a little better knowing that Amy would be there with him. She could practically do everything in social club to mend his injuries after the broad moon. Their parents had been teaching her ever since she was fifteen and she had actually been performing them ever since she turned seventeen. But he still felt queasy about the totally thing.

`` I know you 'll still overleap them, '' Amy said quietly, `` And there 's nothing wrong with that. I was so homesick during first year and I did n't have to shell out with turning into a wolf once a calendar month. I imagine that 'll construct it even worse. ``

mat turned to his baby and laughed. He variety of liked how she just stated what was true and never tried to soften it.

`` Yeah, probably, '' he replied.

`` But you 'll get used to it, '' Amy assured him, `` Soon you 'll make friends and get into mischief like half of Victoire 's cousins do. ``

Matt shrugged. Making booster was another affair he was worried about. He did n't really take in many champion. He occasionally spent metre with some of his dad 's coworkers'kids, but did n't live them very well.

`` If I make any protagonist, '' he said.

`` You will, '' Amy said.

`` But they wo n't like me if they find out who I am, '' Matt replied.

`` They wo n't encounter out, '' Amy said adamantly, `` You 'll make pot of ally. Victoire said a few of her cousin-german are starting this yr and they 're certainly to be in Gryffindor like you will be. ``

flatness had only met Victoire a few times, but from what he could tell, she was really dainty. matt only hoped her cousins were as well.

`` I guess that would be good, '' he yawned, `` What meter is it ? ``

Amy glanced at her vigil. `` Just after one. I should let you sleep. ``

Matt nodded. `` Ok. Thanks. '' He was pretty shopworn. He did n't normally have such hanker discussions with Amy so soon after the full moon. He usually slept until dinner time.

`` I 'll be back later, '' Amy gave him a gentle hug, grabbed the hollow potion nursing bottle, and quietly left the room.

Matt rolled over in bed and huddled under the many blankets. He closed his eyes feeling a bit better about going to Hogwarts, but still worried.


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A/N : Thanks to Luke, Moonylupin, and XDNLxtlz99 for the revue !
Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter or Jared Campbell 's songs.

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And she knows that this is real


It 's not something that she 's made up in her heading
And there 's something that she feels but she has n't found the Holy Writ
~It 's Love, Jared Campbell


Eleven-year-old Amanda Genevieve Tagger smiled to herself as she closed her book of account. She rolled over on her bed and set the it on her bedside table. Her bedside board was stacked high school with at to the lowest degree ten Scripture, most of which Amanda had already read.

Amanda had always enjoyed reading. Ever since she was a little miss, record book had been some of her upright friends. They were great caller when she was sad or bored or just wanted to escape into a different man for a spell. serious of all, Word of God never made fun of her.

Amanda had always been shy and she was the first to admit it. She did n't accept very many friends and tike her age tended to stick around away from her. This was most likely because strange matter always happened around her.

She was only five when she first realized that she was different. Amanda, her aged sister, Jen, who was nine at the time, and a few of her sister 's Quaker were playing outside. They decided to bring hide-and-seek and Amanda climbed the biggest tree diagram in their backyard and hid amongst the outgrowth. Jen, who was 'it', had the hardest time finding her. In fact, Jen never found her. Amanda did n't go out the Tree until their mom called them in for a snack.

That was when it happened. Amanda 's infantry caught on one of the branches and she lost her grip. She fell what must have been twenty or thirty feet out of that maple Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, hitting numerous branches on her way down.

When she was a simple five base from the ground, she suddenly stopped falling. Then, she glided lightly to the ground, and landed softly on her human foot. Amanda looked around and saw Jen staring open-mouthed at her. Their mother, who had seen Amanda falling, ran from the firm and checked her over. She was completely fine, save for a few minor scratches and bruises. No one knew why it had happened, but Amanda 's mother said an angel must feature been looking out for her that day.

Whatever it was, Amanda knew she was dissimilar that day. It was only the root. Strange matter had happened to her ever since. When she was six and the stratum bully stole her biscuits at lunch, new ones appeared out of thin air in front of her. When she was seven and forgot to do her maths homework, it somehow did itself while sitting in her backpack.

A minor, relatively harmless crack cocaine had somehow descended upon a few boys who were chasing her when she was eight. That incident was what caused about of the former Thomas Kyd her age to direct discharge of her.

There was one missy who did not wish that unknown things happened around Amanda. Jamie House, Amanda 's trump supporter since Kindergarten, never cared about the strange incidents. She actually thought they were funny. Amanda and Jamie were inseparable at school.

However, Jamie was currently spending a few weeks with her grandparents in Scotland. Without Jamie 's fellowship, Amanda had spent most of her time indication. There was n't really anything else to do. Jen was fifteen and the in conclusion matter she wanted to do was hang out with her eleven-year-old sister. Amanda 's little brother, Max, was eight and all he wanted to do was ride his bike in the void lot down the road with the other neighborhood boys.

Amanda was left with her books for company, not that she really minded. She was getting a bit restless, though. She stood up opened her chamber threshold. Maybe Jen was n't on the data processor and Amanda would be able to go online. Jamie managed to get on moment messager ever so often at her grandparents'menage and Amanda had talked to her a few times over the past week.

The doorbell rang just as Amanda was leaving her room.

`` Amanda ! '' Jen shouted from her room, `` Could you get that ? ``

`` Sure, '' Amanda said as she passed Jen 's elbow room. She peeked inside and saw that Jen was in the process of straightening her swooning brown tomentum. Jen had straightened Amanda 's honey blonde hair a few metre, but Amanda actually preferred it with its innate slight wafture. Jen hated her own curly hair, though.

Amanda ran down the stairs and towards the room access. She pulled it open and saw a man wearing the strangest rig she had ever seen anyone wear on a day that was not Halloween. It looked like a black gradation nightgown. The man himself looked relatively sane, though. His blonde hair was neatly combed and he smiled when Amanda opened the door.

`` how-do-you-do, '' he greeted her, `` Are your parents menage ? ``

`` Er, '' Amanda began, `` I think so. Are you selling something ? '' Her parents hated room access to door salesmen. Amanda was n't exactly sure where her parents were, but she doubted they 'd want to be interrupted to listen to someone trying to sell something.

The man laughed. `` No, not at all. ``

`` delay right here, '' Amanda said and went to find her parents, `` Mum ! Dad ! There 's some bloke at the door who wants to talk to you ! ``

`` What 's he selling ? '' Mrs. Tagger shouted from the kitchen.

`` Nothing ! '' Amanda replied.

Mrs tagger, a short, plump adult female with flecks of grey in her darkness embrown hair walked out of the kitchen and followed Amanda to the door.

`` Can I help you ? '' she asked the man.

`` Yes, '' the man replied, `` I 'm a teacher at a private schooling and I 'm here to inform you that your daughter has been accepted. ``

`` Jen ? '' Mrs. Tagger asked, `` I was n't cognizant she applied to any individual school day. ``

`` No, '' the man shook his pass, `` Not Jen. Amanda. ``

Amanda gaped at the man and then turned to her mother, who was now frowning. Amanda had n't applied to any private schools. Why would she ? She had already gotten into the secondary school she was attending in the fall.

`` I know Amanda has n't applied to anymore schools, '' Mrs tagger said.

`` This is n't one she applied for, '' the man said quietly, `` Her name has been down since she was born. ``

Amanda was stunned. What was this about ? How could her name have been down for a school since she was born ?

`` Could I come in ? '' the man asked.

`` I think you 'd better, '' Mrs. tagging program said in barely to a greater extent than a whisper.

The man stepped inside the firm and followed Mrs tagger into the den. Amanda followed and sat down on a death chair while the strange man took the sofa.

`` William Henry ! '' Mrs. Tagger shouted down the basement stairs, `` You 'd better do up the stairs ! ``

A minute later a marvelous man with a messy electric shock of light-haired haircloth on his headland walked into the room with Mrs Tagger.

`` My husband, Henry, '' Mrs. tagging program replied, `` And my name is Sarah. Who are you ? ``

`` professor Neville Longbottom, '' the man replied as he stood up and agitate each of my parents'hands.

`` Professor ? '' Henry raised his eyebrows.

`` He told me Amanda has been accepted to a common soldier schooling. One that her name 's been down for since birth, '' Sarah explained, `` Did you sign her up without telling me ? ``

`` No, '' Henry shook his head.

`` I 'll explain everything if you 'll just sit down, '' Neville said.

Henry and Sarah nodded and they sat down on the lounge Neville had just vacated.

`` I teach at a boarding schooling in Scotland called Hogwarts- ''

Henry snorted and Sarah glared at him. `` Sorry, '' he muttered.

Neville grinned. `` I get that chemical reaction a lot. Anyway, Hogwarts is not an ordinary school. It is a school of magic. Mr. and Mrs Tagger, your daughter is a witch. ``

Amanda was beaming she had been sitting down. If she had n't, she surely would have fainted. She stared in jar at Neville. What did he mean, witch ? Amanda had read many stories about Wiccan. Some had good witches and others had bad witches. Which witch was she ?

How could she even be a witch ? Witches were n't real. They were made up to provide entertainment. They could n't actually exist. Magic did n't exist.

`` What are you getting at ? '' Henry said defensively, `` If this is some sort of prank, it 's not rummy. ``

`` It 's not a prank, '' Neville said calmly, `` thaumaturgy does live. crone and necromancer have been hiding their human race for contemporaries. I teach at Britain 's only shoal of magic trick. ``

`` What do you teach ? '' henry asked.

`` Herbology. The study of sorcerous flora. ``

`` Prove it, '' Henry said, `` draw in a rabbit out of your hat or something. ``

Neville grinned and pulled out his wand. Amanda stared at it. A real magic wand. Just like the 1 she 'd read about in books.

`` Accio pillow, '' Neville pointed his scepter at one of the pillows next to henry. It soared through the air and landed neatly in Neville 's hand.

`` Where 's the string ? '' Joseph Henry stood up and grabbed the pillow. He searched all over it for a string, but did n't find one.

`` No string, '' Neville smiled. He took the pillow back and pointed his sceptre at it. He muttered something else and the pillow turned into a tea kettle.

`` That is brilliant, '' Amanda grinned, `` Can I read how to do that ? ``

`` When you are older, yes, '' Neville replied.

`` What else can you do ? '' Amanda asked excitedly.

`` brew potions, several charms, disappear and reappear in a new place- ''

`` Seriously ? '' Amanda gaped, `` Can you testify me that ? ``

`` Sure, '' Neville replied. He disappeared from the room with a loud tornado and then was back a few mo later.

`` What the bloody blaze was that ? '' Jen ran into the room with her hair partially consecutive and partially curly.

`` speech, Jennifer, '' Sarah warned.

`` I 'm a witch, '' Amanda grinned, `` I can do magic. ``

`` What ? ! '' Jen shouted and sat down on the nearest hot seat, clearly intent on staying in the room despite her hair.

`` wait, wait ! '' Henry shouted, `` What if we choose not to let her see this station ? ``

`` You have to, Dad ! '' Amanda shouted.

`` Henry, are you really so green ? You ca n't honestly believe there is a schooling of conjuration ! '' Sarah shouted.

`` Magic ? '' Jen asked, `` Like pulling coney out of hats ? ``

`` Of course it exists, Mum ! '' Amanda told her.

Sarah shook her head. `` No. Amanda, you just desire it to exist. Magic is n't real. It 's fantasy. ``

`` It does, '' Neville said quietly, `` Can you remember a sentence Amanda has done something that could n't be explained ? Any sentence where she should have been hurt and then somehow was n't ? ``

Sarah 's cheek went wan white and she turned to Henry. `` Yes, '' she whispered, `` Many times. ``

`` It can be explained, '' Neville replied, `` It 's legerdemain. ``

`` But what if we do n't let her go ? '' Henry asked again.

`` That 's fine. But she wo n't ever pick up to control her legerdemain and she will continue to cause strange matter to happen. ``

`` I 'm going, '' Amanda crossed her arms on her chest.

`` Glad to hear it, '' Neville reached into his, what could only be described as a cloak, and pulled out a letter of the alphabet. He handed it to Amanda.

It was addressed to her. She turned it over and carefully opened it. She unfolded it and began to read it aloud.

There was another piece of paper that had a inclination of provision written on it, including a cauldron, wand, and spell leger. Amanda had about a million questions. Where could she buy a tangible scepter ? Had they gotten the platform faulty ? There could n't be a weapons platform 9 3/4, could there ? What did the letter mean, broomsticks ? Did witches really ride around on brooms like they do in books ?

`` I 'm home ! '' the front end door slammed shut and Max ran into the way, his dark hair disheveled and his human face coated in dirt. He stopped at the sight of Neville and grinned. `` Nice costume, but Halloween 's not for a few months. ``

`` It 's not a costume, '' Jen said, `` He 's a wizard. He teaches at a shoal of conjuration and he 's here to narrate us that Amanda is a Wiccan. ``

`` That is brilliant, '' Max grinned, `` Am I one, too ? ``

`` You 'll find out the summertime you are eleven, '' Neville answered.

`` Max, please go upstair and clean yourself up, '' Sarah groaned, `` You 're getting mud all over the rug. ``

`` Oh, sorry, '' Max turned and ran up the stairs.

`` Mum, Dad, '' Amanda began, `` You 've got to let me go to Hogwarts. This explains everything ! I want to learn how to hold my magic. I wo n't be the eldritch girl at Hogwarts. ``

H and Sarah shared a look. `` I suppose you 're right, '' Henry sighed, `` We 'll let you go, so long as this prof explains everything about legerdemain to us. ``

`` I will, '' Neville nodded, `` Actually, if you 're not interfering today, I could take you to Diagon Alley. That 's the shopping arena where you will be able-bodied to purchase everything Amanda needs for Hogwarts. It 's in capital of the United Kingdom. ``

`` We 're not busy, '' henry said, `` We 'll just hold back for Max. ``

Amanda grinned as she reread her varsity letter over and over again. She still could n't believe it. A beldame. She was a existent witch ! Amanda always knew she was different, but she never imagined it would be like this. She pinched herself to urinate sure it was real. It was. She, Amanda tagger, was a witch. It was like she had fallen into one of her books.

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Days are different then they were before
And we both exchange
It 's only getting better
~Only Getting Better, Jared Campbell


Eleven-year-old John Malcolm Brickston was running around in a with child circle as fast as he possibly could. He, along with two former boys, was spinning the merry-go-round in the park across the street from his planetary house as fast as he could. A fourth boy was on the merry-go-round screeching in delight.

It was a daily thing for John, playing with the former male child in his neighborhood at the park. They particularly liked spinning each early until they felt sick on the merry-go-round. Other activities included trying to push each early off the scalawag bars and jumping off of the swings. They often spent all day doing this, until one of their mother called them inside.

can had fun playing with the other boys from his neck of the woods even though he was quite different from them. John was a thaumaturgist and all of his neighborhood booster were Muggles. john 's kinsfolk was the only wizarding family living in a neighborhood of Muggles. He did n't mind, of trend. He was actually happy he lived in a region full of people to represent with, rather than in the midriff of nowhere like so many other ace did. virtually of his cousin-german did n't stimulate any close neighbour.

Without the neighborhood boys around, the only citizenry John would have had to bet with were his baby. John had three of them and while he loved them, they got on his brass. They were all younger than him and drove him mental on a daily base.

Despite having so many Muggle ally, John could not wait to get to Hogwarts where he could receive other champion his age. He knew a couple hag and maven his age whose parents worked with his dad, but he did n't see them too often. Then there were his cousin-german, but they were all younger than him.

St. John the Apostle had been trying not to think about his Hogwarts letter, which he knew would be arriving soon. Thinking about it just made the time go by wearisome. So, he tried to get his mind off of it by goofing off at the playground.

`` sufficiency, enough ! '' the boy on the roundabout shouted.

John and the other two boys stepped back and watched it slow down. Once it had almost stopped, the boy jumped off and stumbled around, falling on the ground. can and the others crowded around him.

`` My turn ! '' john shouted as the dizzy boy sat up.

`` Reb ! '' someone shouted from the entrance to the park.

Saint John the Apostle turned his top dog towards the voice and groaned. It was his mother. The premature day she had made him watch over his minuscule sisters when they played at the car park and he really did n't desire to do that again. But his sisters were n't with his mum, so maybe she wanted something else.

`` What ? '' lavatory shouted.

`` You need to fare home now ! '' she shouted back.

can groaned again and reluctantly said goodbye to his friends. He hated it when his mum called him home without explaining why.

`` Why do I have to go home now ? '' St. John asked as he reached his mum, `` It 's not dinner prison term. ``

`` Your letter arrived, '' she said and began to take the air across the street.

That was probably the only thing she could give birth said to get to John no longer bear in mind leaving his friends. He grinned and ran to catch up with his mum. Now it was official, he was going to Hogwarts !

Saint John 's house was in its usual state of chaos when he entered it. Not two seconds after they stepped in the room access, his second new Sister, Gemma, ran up them screaming about how Amelia had taken her toy. Gemma was six and Amelia, his unseasoned sister, was five.

At any given consequence there were probably five or six slight kids at John 's menage. He had a lot of cousins who were all untested than him. His female parent was a stay at home mum, but a few of his aunts worked outside the home base. They often dropped their kids off at John 's house while they were at work. Or when they had to go shopping. It was just another reason why Saint John the Apostle enjoyed spending his free time outside, away from the little kids.

That day, all his little sisters were home, of course. Plus, his first cousin Isabelle, who was ten, and Isabelle 's three-year-old sis, Alyssa.

`` Your auntie Pam is grocery shopping, '' his mother, Jan, replied as she picked up Gemma.

John nodded and stepped over a pile of Wendy enchantress dolls that Ashtyn, his nine-year-old sister must have left in the doorway.

`` Ashtyn, find fault up your toys ! '' Jan shouted as she carried Gemma back into the den.

Ashtyn and Isabelle came running through the menage, scooped up the dolls, and ran back to wherever they came from.

`` Where 's my letter of the alphabet ? '' John asked as Jan set Gemma back down on the floor.

`` It 's here somewhere, '' Jan said as she rifled through a stack of ring armor, `` I just had it a second ago. knack on. ``

John sighed as he leaned against the bulwark. He could n't waitress to get to Hogwarts. Then he would n't throw to deal with all his niggling sisters and cousins anymore. He would be in a spot where he was one of the immature people. That rarely happened. John had always been the former, the one who was expected to be mature.

`` Mum ! '' Ashtyn shrieked from upstairs, `` I think John put a muck turkey in the toilet again ! ``

John grinned. He may be expected to be grow, but he was n't. Pulling pranks was one of his favorite affair to do and the dung dud in the toilet never got old, especially when Ashtyn was on the receiving end of it.

Jan sent him a withering look. `` I cringe to think about the amount of owl I 'll be getting from Professor Kendrick about the mischief you get into future year, '' she sighed, `` Ashtyn, just level it like usual ! ``

`` Mum, she wo n't give it back ! '' Gemma whined.

Jan groaned and walked over to the two female child, who were still fighting over a stuffed dragon. Jan wrenched it from Amelia 's hands and stuck it up on a high shelf. She continued searching for lavatory 's letter while Gemma and Amelia complained.

`` I think I found it, '' lavatory said as he bent down.

Three-year-old Alyssa was holding a torn envelope in her handwriting and giggling playfully. John grabbed it from her and she burst out weeping. Jan picked her up as lav took off for his bedroom, the only toddler free piazza in the entire house.

The letter was n't completely destroyed, much to lavatory 's relief. He had caught Alyssa before she was able to do a lot of damage. The envelope was completely illegible, but the letter inside was spared from binge and baby slobber.

John Lackland tossed aside the moistness gasbag and unfolded the letter. He grinned widely as he read it, even though he already knew the substance of what it said.

He was in ! whoremonger laid down on his bed and stared up at his ceiling. Of trend he was in. There was never any doubt. Everyone in his intact family had gone to Hogwarts for as far back as anyone could commend. As far as he knew, his household did n't have any Squibs.

John had been looking forward to Hogwarts for a very long time. His parents had all sorts of stories to tell of the place. Although, their education had been interrupted due to the final battle and Voldemort 's defeat. They had only been outset years at the sentence and Hogwarts had closed for a class in order for it to be rebuilt. But after that, his parents had had a somewhat normal education.

There were all sort of things that John was looking forward to. The categorisation ( although his parents refused to tell him how it was done ), the feasts, exploding potions, Peeves, Quidditch, Hogsmeade trips when he got older, the Gryffindor common room. John was sure he 'd get into Gryffindor even though his mum had been a Hufflepuff. His dad was a Gryffindor and everyone said he took after his dad.

John 's dad, Jeff Brickston, had been the Hogwarts prankster when he was in school. King John could n't wait to pull some buffoonery of his own. His dad had promised to get him well supplied with stuff from Weasleys'wizard Wheezes, although his mum was n't too happy about it.

John remained in his room for the quietus of the afternoon. A glance out the windowpane told him that his Muggle Quaker had left the park. It would throw been boring for him to go back. Instead, he stayed in his room and pulled out his old but trusty halo Two grand and One.

The broom had been his dad 's when he was at Hogwarts. whoremaster grabbed a feeding bottle of cultivation and began to rub it into the wear off wood. Jeff had given it to John when he was only five and John had been flying on it ever since.

If King John had to pick the one thing he was most looking forward to at Hogwarts, it would be Quidditch. King John had been flying for as long as he could call back and he had hopes of making it onto the Gryffindor Quidditch team. If he was sorted into Gryffindor, that is. He just hoped that there was a beater spatial relation undefended at the right field meter. He doubted he 'd get chosen as a beater in his second class due to the fact that beaters were generally quite a lot braggart than the rest of the player. But if a beater position opened when he was in quartern or fifth year, he just might crap it.

Isabelle and Alyssa had left by the meter can left his room. He wandered into the kitchen and found his mum preparing dinner party. Ashtyn, Gemma, and Amelia were 'helping'.

`` Can we go to Diagon Alley tomorrow ? '' bathroom asked as he grabbed a carrot out of a bowl.

`` I do n't know, '' Jan replied, `` Your Aunt Jodie is working tomorrow and I have to watch Stephanie as well as the Twins. I do n't particularly desire to drag three spare kids to Diagon Alley especially when two are babe. It may accept to wait until the weekend. And please do n't eat the carrot. ``

Saint John the Apostle sighed and sat down at the table. He did n't want to expect until the weekend. He wished his mum did n't watch all of his little cousins all the time.

`` I 'm abode ! '' someone shouted from the den.

John Lackland jumped up from his death chair and ran into the den. He saw his dad brushing ash off of his bright light-green healer robe. John grinned as he saw his great-great grandpa standing just behind his dad.

`` grandad ! '' John shouted, `` What are you doing here ? ``

`` Went to Mungo 's, '' he replied, `` Had to get this dang hip checked out. Then Jeffrey here invited me to dinner. ``

John 's great-great granddad, Zander Brickston, was over one hundred year old but was usually hefty as a hippogriff. He was a bit senile and forgetful at prison term, but it never bothered him. He was often the life of the party, too, despite his age. privy loved him.

`` I got my Hogwarts letter ! '' john said excitedly as he pulled the letter out of his pocket.

`` Congratulations, '' Jeff grinned and gave John a one-armed hug as he set his bag down.

`` well done, Johnny-Boy ! '' Zander gave him a surprisingly substantial clap on the back, `` Great post, Hogwarts. best years of my life history, except for the times I found myself in professor Dippet 's office. You 'd best stoppage out of there. ``

`` Professor Dippet 's been numb for year, grandpa, '' John laughed.

`` Then you stay out of trouble with whoever 's the headmaster now, '' Zander said and lumbered off into the kitchen, `` Where 's my young woman ? ``

Dinner was lively that evening, as it always was when Zander was there. He dominated the conversation with narrative of his own years at Hogwarts. bathroom was sort of surprised he remembered them so well. He told of the sentence he and his supporter went for a swimming in the Black Lake at midnight during the wax lunation in Jan. The nurse had not been pleased when they showed up at the infirmary wing with slight cases of hypothermia. She scolded them and told them if they were stupe enough to swim in the lake during Jan, they could at least use cold-repellent charms on themselves.

`` Where would the fun be in that ? '' Zander laughed as he finished the story.

early fib included the many pranks he pulled on the Slytherins. 'Pranking 's a Brickston custom ,'he told John solemnly. The times he snuck out of the castle and into Hogsmeade. The time he fell asleep during his story of Magic O.W.L. ( `` What do they expect, when Binns makes you fall asleep during stratum ? '' ) Sneaking about the rook at night with whatever girlfriend he had at the time. Jan had to shut him up at that point and she and Jeff began to relay their own Hogwarts stories.

John was, if it was possible, even more excited about Hogwarts after hearing all of the stories. He wanted to swim in the Black Lake in the midsection of winter. He wanted to sneak out of schooling to go to Hogsmeade. He wanted to paint half his typeface red and the former half gold for the Gryffindor-Slytherin Quidditch match.

Saint John did n't have intercourse how he was going to be able to hold off two daylight until Saturday to go to Diagon alley, let alone await the calendar month and a half until he 'd be able-bodied to actually go to Hogwarts. It seemed so far away. He had been waiting years to go to Hogwarts, but he had a feeling the last month and a one-half would drop behind by even slower than those years had.

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Cause there 's so much yet to see, that I have n't seen yet
And there 's so a great deal air to emit, yeah
I want to rent it in
~Take It In, Jared Campbell


Ten-year-old blush wine Elizabeth Weasley put the end of her quill to her mouth and chewed it thoughtfully as she looked up from her parchment. She smiled and dipped the quill pen into her pot of ink and then wrote 'Elandra Harvard took a abstruse breath and sat down on the three-legged stool'onto the parchment. blush wine set down the quill and picked up the parchment. She looked at it for a moment and then set it down again.

The lambskin was a story. A fib about a Muggle-born at Hogwarts. Ever since Rose was piffling, she liked coming up with chronicle. She used to just tell them to her parents and slight brother, but then she got one-time and began writing them down.

Rose had spent the whole break of the day writing about Elandra. She supposed it was because Rose herself was going to Hogwarts soon and that was really all she could think about. Although she tried to total up with other story musical theme, she just could n't. All the estimate were about Hogwarts. It was just about the only matter that could sort of celebrate her mind off her own Hogwarts letter.

rose had been waiting for the alphabetic character all summer. She wished that Hogwarts would send them out in June instead of the end of July. The end of July was sort of late. That only gave a month and a half to train to go to shoal. Rose had been preparing since May, though. She knew she would get her letter this summer, as she would be turning eleven on August twentieth.

Her dad had located her mum 's old trunk in the attic and charmed an engraving of 'REW'to replace the 'HJG'that stood for Hermione jean Granger. The trunk currently sat on the story in Rose 's elbow room. The only thing in it was a cauldron that her dad had found in the garret as well. It was a perfectly good cauldron, so neither of her parents saw any need to buy her a new one. rosebush agreed. She form of liked the old cauldron. There was something to be said about brewing potions in a cauldron that was older than you were.

`` rose wine ! '' someone banged on her door.

rosebush groaned and got up. It was Hugo, her nine-year-old sidekick. He probably wanted to play Quidditch or something. Rose did n't particularly like Quidditch. She preferred Reading or pretty much anything that she remained on the ground to do.

`` What ? '' Rose asked when she opened the room access, `` I do n't want to fiddle Quidditch. ``

`` I was n't going to ask you, '' Hugo muttered, `` You 're no fun to work Quidditch with anyway. I 'd rather just ask James and Al to play. I just wanted to give you this. The Emily Post just arrived. ``

Hugo thrust an gasbag into Rose 's hand and she caught a glimpse of the Hogwarts top on the sealskin. The hint caught in her breast as she grabbed it. `` Thanks, Hugo, '' she grinned.

Hugo made no relocation to result as Rose shakily began to open the gasbag. `` hurriedness up ! '' he said.

`` It 's my varsity letter, '' Rose replied and pulled it out of the gasbag. Hugo peered over her berm as she began to scan it.

Rose grinned looked at Hugo. `` It 's functionary ! I 'm going to Hogwarts ! ``

`` And I 'll get the house to myself, '' Victor-Marie Hugo grinned, `` I can go through your stuff and you wo n't be able to do anything about it. ``

`` Mum and Dad will be here, '' rosebush rolled her heart, `` And you punter not go through my stuff. ``

`` You wo n't be able to do anything about it ! '' Hugo gleefully ran off towards his room.

pink wine turned the other way and went downstairs in decree to regain her mum. She eventually found her in the subroutine library, pouring over numerous books.

`` It came, '' blush wine grinned and sat down across the table from Hermione.

Hermione looked up and smiled. `` Congratulations ! '' She leaned over and kissed rosebush 's forehead.

`` What are you working on ? '' pink wine asked.

`` Oh, workplace stuff, '' Hermione said as she closed the book, `` It can waitress. Let me see that varsity letter ! ``

pink wine handed her mother the varsity letter and waited while she read it. Hermione handed it back to her and smiled even wider. `` I ca n't trust you 're going to Hogwarts already. metre has flown by ! My little girl, all grown up. ``

`` I ca n't wait, Mum, '' rose replied.

`` We 'll have some shopping to do, '' Hermione said as she stood up.

`` Ron ! Hermione ! Anyone here ? '' mortal shouted from the living room.

`` Uncle Harry ! '' Rose shouted as she ran out of the library and into the aliveness room.

Harry 's face was floating amongst William Green flaming in the open fireplace and blush wine grinned when she saw him. `` Hi Uncle Harry ! Guess what ? I got my letter ! ``

`` Brilliant, '' Harry grinned, `` Al got his, too. Are your parents rest home ? ``

`` Dad 's working at the London shop, but he 's supposed to be back soon, '' Rose replied, `` And Mum's- ''

`` right here, '' Hermione said as she came into the room, `` Hi Harry. ``

`` Hey, Hermione, '' Harry said, `` We were going to go to Diagon Alley after lunch. Al got his varsity letter a few hour ago. Want to come ? ``

`` That sounds undecomposed, '' Hermione agreed, `` We 'll meet you there around 1:30. Ron should be back from Weasleys'by then. ``

`` See you then, '' Harry said.

`` Bye, '' Hermione replied as Harry 's school principal disappeared and the William Green flames died down.

******

A few 60 minutes later Rose was standing with her family in front of Gringotts. She tapped her fundament and sighed. They were waiting for the Potters, who were never on metre for anything. rose wine 's parents were n't known for being on metre either, but rose had hurried them along.

`` Sorry we 're belated ! '' Harry shouted as he ran towards the Weasleys.

`` James would n't wake up, '' Albus grinned at Rose.

`` What else is new ? '' Rose smirked.

`` Where to first ? '' Harry asked.

`` Olivander 's ! '' Albus announced.

`` fanfare and Blotts ! '' Rose said excitedly. She had been there numerous times, but never to buy books for school.

`` You 're mental, rosebush, '' William James laughed, `` I say we go to Quality Quidditch supply ! ``

Rose rolled her eye. James IV was the one who was mental. He spent more time at timbre Quidditch supplying than all the former fund in Diagon bowling alley combined. Half the time he did n't even buy anything. He just gawked at the broomsticks he wished he could have.

`` Eyelops ! '' Lily shouted.

`` You 're not even going to Hogwarts, '' Albus pointed out.

`` I do n't care, '' Lily huffed.

`` Weasley 's hotshot Wheezes, '' Hugo suggested.

`` Then it 's settled, '' Harry grinned, `` We 're going to the Apothecary first. ``

Rose groaned. The chemist was possibly her least favorite shop class, next to calibre Quidditch Supplies. It did n't storm her that Harry chose that entrepot, though. He always did that when they argued. Rose 's parents did the same thing.

They finally made it to flourish and Blott 's, after the druggist and madam Malkin 's. Rose was the number one one through the threshold and immediately started browsing. She did n't screw where everyone else was going in the shop, but she did n't care.

Flourish and Blott 's had always fascinated rose, ever since she was fiddling. There were always at least five Word she wanted to buy whenever she went in. Hermione usually bought her one every clock time they went.

`` pink wine, are you done yet ? '' James tapped her on the shoulder.

Rose jumped and looked up from the Transfiguration book she was reading. `` No. ``

`` Hurry up, '' King James whined, `` I want to go get my broom. ``

`` What makes you think you 'll get it ? ``

`` I 'm trying out for the Quidditch team this twelvemonth, '' James told her.

`` So ? ''

`` So ? '' James gawked, `` So ? I need another broom ! A considerably one ! You 'll never understand. ``

James sighed loudly and then walked away. Rose shook her head and went back to her book. A few transactions later her mum told her it was sentence to go. It was time to go to Ollivander 's, which was what rose wine had been most looking forward to.

Rose ran ahead of the group with Albus and the two of them arrived at Ollivander 's long before the others. Ollivander had taken their measurements and brought out a few wands for Albus to try by the fourth dimension the others got there.

Albus smashed the windowpane with his for the first time wand, which rose cerebration was incredibly funny story. She secretly hoped she would n't do the same, though. The next wand chose Albus and then it was Rose 's turn.

The start three she tried out were n't right. Although she did n't go bad any windows, they did n't forge properly.

`` How about this one ? '' Ollivander handed her another wand, `` Ten and a half inch, yew, Draco heartstring. ''

rose took the wand and waved it. Red sparks erupted from it and Rose knew it was the right one. She grinned at Ollivander and he smiled.

Next on the listing was Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes, despite James 's constant badgering about the Quidditch store.

`` Ron, Ginny ! '' George IV greeted them as they entered, `` And Harry and Hermione ! You 've got everyone with you today. ``

`` Hogwarts shopping, '' Harry grinned, `` Al and Rosie just got their wands. ``

blush wine opened the box she was holding and showed her wand to her Uncle George. Albus did the same.

`` Brilliant, both of you ! '' George said, `` And now I shall get you both ready for Hogwarts in the antic department .... ''

rosebush followed her uncle across the shop. The one affair she had inherited from the Weasley side of the kinsfolk was the sexual love for a commodity prank. So long as no one got hurt, that is.

`` Now, every pupil needs a Skiving Snackbox or two, '' George I said as he handed Rose and Alubs each a colourful box, `` After all, I ca n't think you 'll want to sit through History of Magic very often. ``

pink wine smirked. She had heard about Professor Binns and his boring lectures, but she really did n't think she 'd ever use a Skiving Snackbox. wellspring, maybe if Henry James wanted her to watch Quidditch practice, but never for skipping a class.

`` And then you 'll necessitate some droppings bombs, '' George said as he led them to a dissimilar display.

`` concluding meter I checked, those were still forbidden at Hogwarts, '' Hermione said sternly.

`` Oh, I 'm certain they are, '' George winked, `` But so long as Filch does n't find out it was these two who set them off, it does n't matter. ``

`` George Weasley ! '' Hermione scolded, `` You should be setting a better good example for these two ! No admiration Fred was in detention every week finally class ! ``

`` Lighten up, Hermione, '' Ron laughed, `` Let them have their fun. ``

`` Ronald ! '' Hermione shouted, `` You 're even worse ! ``

A few minutes later, Ron had convinced Hermione to let rosiness get the dung bombs and other mischief-making fashioning products. Hermione did n't look too happy about it, though.

George and shift, who had also been working, closed the store and they all went to the Leaky caldron for dinner. Everyone told level about Hogwarts, which made rosiness await forward to school even more.

King James 's whining finally paid off after dinner and they went to Quality Quidditch supply. rose thought he took far too prospicient to beak out the everlasting broom and she was bored out of her judgment. King James I, Albus, Teddy, Ron, and Harry all spent at least a half hour going over the pros and gyp of each model before they finally made a decision.

`` And it goes from zero to 60 in less than XX mo ! '' James said excitedly on their way to Eyelops.

`` I do n't care, King James, '' rose wine groaned.

`` The twigs repel water, '' Epistle of James added, `` So there is n't any retarding force when you 're playing in the rainwater or nose candy .... ''

rose ignored him for the rest of the walk of life and then lost him inside of Eyelops. She knew exactly what kind of owl she wanted. A tawny one. She had always liked that variety of owl.

She found three tawny owls together in a cage towards the back of the store and she put her hand up to the cage. Two of the bird of Minerva ignored her but the third one hopped over and rubbed its head on her handwriting like a cat would. Rose grinned and knew that was the owl for her.

Albus found an owl as well and the group left with two hooting owls. King James started telling Albus how he was going to wind up in Slytherin, which was form of derisory in rosiness 's view. Albus then announced that he was going to nominate his owl Godric.

That was a secure name, rose wine sentiment. She looked at her owl and thought about name. None of the usual animal names seemed to fit her owl. Godric, she thought. That was it. She would name her owl after another founder. Rose 's owl would be Rowena. She did n't really think she 'd be in Ravenclaw, but Rowena was a safe name for an owl.

The paseo back to the Leaky cauldron was quiet. Hogwarts seemed closer than ever for Rose. She was ready. She had been set up for this for years. Her mum always told her that she had a hang for learning, and blush wine was set up to learn everything Hogwarts had to offer.


Næsta saga
Albus waved to his parents and petty baby, Lily, until he could no longer see them. `` Well, we 'd better go find a compartment, '' he said to his cousin, Rose, who was standing future to him. Rose nodded her school principal and they started walking down the gear corridor. It was a bit hard to take the air on a moving train and Albus kept stumbling. The gearing rounded a box and he fell into a rather mean looking elderly student.

"Watch where you 're going, midget,"the boy said as Albus and blush wine quickly ran away from him.

`` bettor find a compartment quick '', Albus said. He continued to walk along the corridor, looking into each compartment as he passed. He spotted a lot of his other cousin, but did n't really need to break whatever they were doing with their admirer. Albus also saw a few people who looked vaguely conversant, including the Jordan-Bell twin. Scorpio Malfoy was sitting in one of the compartments with a few former boys, but Albus definitely did not want to sit with them.

Albus peeked into the next compartment and saw that there was a rather pale boy sitting on one of the seats. He seemed very minor and his typeface was quite scarred. There was also an sometime girlfriend, who looked to be about Victoire 's age, sitting next to the boy. She looked vaguely familiar. Both of them had blue centre and blonde hair. They looked friendly enough. `` How about this one ? '' he said to Rose.

Rose glanced into the compartment for a few mo and replied, `` Yeah, looks good to me. '' She opened the door and the two first cousin walked in.

"Can we sit here ? '' Albus asked.

"Sure,"the boy responded as he gestured to the derriere paired him."My name 's matte, Matt Eckerton."

`` I 'm his sister, Amy. I 'm a seventh year, flatness 's just start, '' the girl told him.

"Hi, I 'm Albus ceramist, '' Albus said, `` And this is my cousin, pink wine Weasley, '' he gestured to Rose. `` We 're both first old age. ``

`` Hi, '' rose wine waved. Rose sat down on the seat across from Amy and Albus sat down across from Matt.

`` That 's where I know you two from ! I knew I 'd seen you somewhere. My best friend is your cousin, Victoire. I think I 've seen you at her firm before, '' Amy explained.

`` Probably. I think I 've seen you, too, '' Rose responded. Albus nodded his fountainhead in agreement.

lustrelessness 's eyes opened panoptic as he stared at Albus."So, you 're Harry ceramist 's son ? You know, you do look a whole lot like him. You 've got his eyes and everything."

"Yeah, I know,"Albus said shortly, he often got cast of people telling him this.

"I bet you two hear loads of write up of the battle. My parents have told me some, but they do n't roll in the hay all the point, just the bits that are in books. You see, we 're from Australia. We moved hear when I was about eight,"Matt looked nervously at his sister.

"Yeah, I know all about the engagement. My parents did n't tell me the full history until I turned eleven. Same with blush wine, our parents told us at the same time. They did n't want to fright us, but thought we ought to know before we went to Hogwarts, since most people there will have heard all about it. But my parents do n't talk about it much. venture it brings back bad memories,"Albus told Matt before changing the subject. He really did n't enjoy people constantly asking him about his dad."So, how 'd you get all those scar ?"

"I 'm, um, er, very clunky,"Matt glanced at Amy and started to stare absentmindedly out the window.

"Oh, that 's ok. A friend of my parents'was very unwieldy, kind of a problem since she was an Auror. But she was killed in the battle at Hogwarts. Along with her husband. My dad is their son, Teddy 's, godfather, so we see a lot of him,"Albus told Matt.

matte just continued staring out the window. Albus did n't screw what to say, he hoped he had n't said anything to bother Matt."So, do you have any former sib ?"Albus asked.

mat turned away from the window."Nope, just me and Amy. I know you 've got siblings. I 've read about you and them in Koran. A crony William James and a sister Lily, right ? And I think you 've got a piddling brother, right wing, Rose ?"

Albus just looked at Matt. It was a bit strange having other people know all about you. He supposed this was what it was like for his founding father when he went to Hogwarts."Yup, St. James is a second twelvemonth and Lily 's just nine, so she 's not here yet."

`` Yeah, my crony, Hugo, is nine, too, '' rosiness told him. rosiness 's family was mentioned in numerous Holy Scripture as well, although not nearly as many as Albus's.

At that minute, the compartment room access opened and James walked in with two of their first cousin, Ben and Cedric, and their friend Nathan."How 's it going, minuscule bro ?"James asked."Still worrying about being in Slytherin ?"

"James, shut up !"Albus responded, blushing a little.

"Oh, I see you 've met somebody, what 's your name ?"James asked Matt.

"Matt Eckerton."

`` Hi, '' the boys responded.

`` Oh, and hi Amy, '' Ben added.

`` Hi, Ben. How are you ? '' Amy asked.

`` I 'm good. So this is your brother ?, '' Ben said. Ben was Victoire 's brother, so he had seen Amy loads of times.

`` Yeah, Matt 's just starting his first year, '' Amy told him.

`` Good lot with the sorting, then, flatness, '' Ben grinned at Matt.

"Ah, well, we right be off, the tramcar 's on it 's way to our compartment, would n't want to drop that !"James said as he walked out of the compartment with his friends.

matt stared at Albus."You think you 're going to be in Slytherin ?"

"No,"Albus said, turning more crimson.

`` So, what house do you desire to be in ? ``

`` Gryffindor, just like my parents, '' Albus told him, `` And King James and all my cousin-german are in Gryffindor, too. So were most of my aunt and uncles. ``

`` I hope you get in, then, '' Matt said, `` I 'm hoping for Gryffindor, too. Amy 's in Gryffindor. ``

`` Bob Hope you 're there, too. ``

`` I 'm also hoping for Gryffindor, '' Rose announced, `` Although Ravenclaw looks gracious, too. ``

`` Ravenclaw would n't be so bad, '' matt agreed, `` That 's where all the smart Thomas Kid go, right ? ``

`` In essence, yeah, '' Amy told him.

The compartment door opened again. Another boy walked in, along with a fright looking girl. The boy was dark clamber, very marvellous, with brown haircloth and dark eyes. The lady friend was quite a bit shorter than the boy, with foresighted, crinkly, love colored hair and light brown eyes.

"Can we sit in here ?"the boy asked."A bunch of Slytherins kicked us out of our compartment."

"Sure,"Albus and lusterlessness responded.

"goodness. I 'm whoremonger Brickston and this is Amanda Tagger. We 're both get-go yr,"the boy told Albus, Rose, mat, and Amy.

"Hi. I 'm Albus ceramicist, this is my cousin rosebush Weasley, and that 's Matt Eckerton, we 're also offset class,"Albus responded, `` And she 's Amy, lusterlessness 's sis. '' Albus pointed to Amy, who waved.

"Wow !"John exclaimed."My dad said you 'd be starting this twelvemonth, Albus."Amanda still had n't said anything.

Albus just smiled a little and his cheeks turned redder yet.

`` Well, I think I 'll go find Victoire, '' Amy grabbed her bag and got up, `` You going to be ok, matt ? ``

`` Yes, I 'll be all right, '' Matt told her.

`` You sure ? ``

`` Yeah, you can go. See you later, '' lustrelessness waved as his sister left the
compartment.

`` And you 're Rose Weasley ? '' John asked. rose wine nodded. `` I 've heard of you, too, '' privy continued. `` Your family unit owns Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes, right ? ``

`` Well, it 's really my Uncle George who owns it. He 's Albus 's uncle, too. But my dad works there a lot. My Uncle George opened it with my Uncle Fred after they left schoolhouse. They 're Gemini the Twins. But Uncle Fred died in the conflict at Hogwarts, so after that my dad helped Uncle George with it, '' rosebush explained.

John grinned, `` I love that place. So does my dad. He 's always buying me stuff from there. Mum 's not always happy about it since I 'm always using the stuff to pull pranks on my little sisters. ``

Albus, pink wine, and Matt laughed. `` I 've done that quite a bit, too, '' Albus commented. `` But now that Lily 's a bit onetime it 's harder to take out joke on her. ``

"Anything from the tram ?"A witch had appeared in the doorway with a trolley car laden with delicious sweets.

"Definitely !"John shouted, as he jumped up from his ass and ran out into the corridor. Albus smiled. john reminded him of Epistle of James. Albus, rosebush, Matt, and Amanda followed whoremonger. All five returned with their arms full of food.

"So, what is all this stuff ?"Amanda spoke for the first sentence since entering the compartment.

"well, you have your cauldron cakes, pumpkin pasties, deep brown frogs, and Bertie Botts Every Flavor attic,"John explained, as he pointed to the various point."Just be heedful with the beans."

"Why ?"Amanda asked as she tried a greenish colored noodle."Ugh !"she exclaimed."bogie !"Amanda spat out the bean and it landed on John. Albus, pink wine, and mat broke out in convulsion of laughter.

"They mean every flavor !"Matt shouted."So, you must be Muggle-born ?"

"Yes,"Amanda answered."My mum is a teacher and my dad 's a doctor."

"What 's a doc ?"John asked.

"A muggle Healer,"Matt explained."My mum 's Muggle born, but she 's a enchantress, and my dad 's a adept. He works at the Ministry, in the section for the Control and regularization of Magical Creatures,"Matt told everyone. `` And my mum does n't cultivate, but she 's cerebration of getting a job now that I 've started schoolhouse. ``

"Oh, my parents are a witch and wizard. My family 's mostly all sorcerous, except for a few Muggle aunts and uncles and first cousin. My dad is a Healer and my mum stays at nursing home with my young sisters, I 've got three of them. They 're nine, six, and five. But before I was born she worked at the Ministry,"John explained. `` How about your parents, blush wine ? ``

`` Well, like I said before, my dad works at Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes, but he 's also an Auror, which is a iniquity Wizard catcher. And my mum whole shebang at the Ministry. She 's the one who started all the House-Elf rights stuff. ``

`` Wow, your dad 's an Auror, too ? That 's damn brilliant ! '' John the Evangelist grinned.

"What do your parents do, Albus ?"Amanda asked.

Albus was a little floor at this enquiry, since the whole magical earth knew about his parents, but of course Amanda did n't."Well, my dad 's an Auror. And my mum 's a sports writer for the Daily Prophet."

"Yeah, Albus 's parents are famous !"trick shouted."Tell Amanda, wo n't you, Albus ?"Albus suspected John the Divine secretly wanted to hear all about the Potters directly from him, even though he 'd probably show all about them in books.

And so, Albus, with a piddling help from Rose, told the story about how Lord Voldemort had killed his grandparents and tried to pour down his dad, but his dad survived. He told them all about his parents'days at Hogwarts, about the Horcruxes, and how Lord Voldemort met his downfall.

All three students stared at Albus and Rose with their mouth panoptic afford. Matt and St. John had obviously heard the unit narration before, but never this accurate an news report. Amanda was practically in tears.

`` Blimey, '' John let out a low whistle, `` Your dad 's amazing. ``

`` Yeah, '' matte agreed.

Albus blushed, `` I guess, but I just think of him as my dad. ''

The group of five first years spent the rest period of the journey discussing what they knew was true about Hogwarts and what their siblings and first cousin had told them about the antediluvian school. Everyone agreed that the monster Squid did not eat a unlike first yr each year while they crossed the lake on gravy boat, despite what Albus and Rose 's cousin, Fred, had said.

"wellspring, you 'd better change into your robes,"blush wine said an hour or so after the sky turned sinister. blush wine had been wearing her robes since before she 'd even gotten on the gear. The four early students changed into their robes quietly.

Once the string arrived at Hogsmeade, the five students got off and looked around.

"true fir'class ! fir'years, this way !"a man shouted.

Albus and rosebush ran up to him."Hagrid !"Albus shouted.

"'ello, Albus ! 'Ello, Rose !"Hagrid responded."cook ter go ? Here 's a gravy holder for yeh."Albus hurried into the sauceboat, followed by John, and lustrelessness, who were all gaping at Hagrid. rosebush and Amanda got into a nearby boat and were joined by the Jordan-Bell twins. Another magniloquent boy quickly joined Albus in his boat.

`` You know him ? '' can pointed at Hagrid with an amazed expression on his face.

`` Yep, he 's a mob protagonist, '' Albus answered.

`` I 've never seen someone so big, '' Matt commented.

`` Well, he 's half-giant, '' Albus told him.

`` That 's so assuredness ! '' John grinned.

The boats started moving magically across the lake once everyone was in them. They sailed for what must have been at least a half time of day before arriving at Hogwarts. Once they got there, Hagrid lead them into the castling and up a flight of stairs. The castle was incredible. It was big and intimidating looking on the outside. But once Albus stepped inside, it seemed warm and inviting, like he was home.

The first years came to a hitch in front of strict looking charwoman."honorable eve. I 'm Professor Patil, I teach transfiguration. In a moment, you will be able to conjoin your young man students in the Great student residence for dinner, but beforehand, you will need to be sorted into your home. They are Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin,"she said Slytherin with a note of disgust in her phonation."While you 're here, you will be capable to realize points for your mansion for any achievement. Likewise, any misbehaviour will do points to be taken away. At the end of the year, the house with the most distributor point earns the theatre Cup. Now, follow me, please."

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A/N : I hope you liked it ! feeling devoid to lead a recapitulation. I 'd care to thank my pal and sister for reading this first and letting me know what they thought.
I do n't own Harry Potter. naught you recognize is mine.

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The pupil followed Professor Patil into a tumid dining room. The roof looked just like the night sky outside."It 's enchanted to look like the sky,"blush wine whispered to Albus. The older students at all four of the mesa were whispering to each early and pointing wildly at Albus. Once the offset days reached the capitulum tabular array, professor Patil turned around. The honest-to-goodness students were still whispering, and they seemed to be doing so more loudly by the minute. Albus looked out at them and then inched his way to the back of the group so no one could see him. Sometimes, he hated how much he looked like his Padre.

"Quiet, please,"professor Patil announced, and the students immediately stopped talking. An old, patched hat sat on a faeces and all of a sudden it broke out in Song dynasty. A few of the get-go years were quite shocked at this and jumped back. Once it stopped, Professor Patil started talking again."When I call your public figure, you will hail forward and try on the sorting Hat."

"Asterley, Elaine."A short, blond haired fille ran forward and tried on the hat."Hufflepuff !"the hat shouted.

"Brickston, John."John ran up and jammed the hat on his forefront. It was only there for a second when it shouted out,"Gryffindor !"bathroom let out a tatty whoop and ran for the Gryffindor table, where he was patted on the back by a few older Gryffindors.

"Creevey, Janie."She was also made a Gryffindor.

"Eckerton, Matthew."The schoolmaster suddenly sat up straight in his arse and stared as Matt tried on the hat and was made a Gryffindor. The headmaster relaxed again. 'That was strange ,'Albus thought. Matt walked calmly over to the Gryffindor tabular array and sat next to John.

`` Eubert, James Earl Carter. '' Albus recognized the other boy from their boat as he walked up to the categorisation Hat. He put it on and a few seconds later it shouted out, `` Ravenclaw ! ``

A few more educatee were sorted and then Professor Patil called"Malfoy, Scorpius."Albus watched as a blond haired boy with a smug spirit on his aspect was made a Slytherin before the hat even touched his head.

"potter, Albus."A whisper went through the crowd. The master had sat up straight again. Albus froze. He could n't do this. What if he was made Slytherin in front of all these people ? All these people who expected him to be in Gryffindor ?"Albus potter ?"professor Patil said again. person pushed Albus forward. He walked up to the faecal matter and put on the hat.

"Ah, yes, another Potter. I see it all here. The braveness, yes, yes, it 's all here,"the hat told Albus.

"Not Slytherin,"Albus thought,"Anything but Slytherin."

"Oh, oh, this sounds familiar,"said the hat,"Yes, indeed, just like your Father-God. And just like your Father-God, Slytherin would serve you achieve greatness, but if you insist, Gyffindor !"

Albus breathed a sigh of assuagement as he jumped off the stool and ran to sit across from John and lustrelessness at the Gryffindor table. Albus did n't even pay tending to the following few sortings. He was just so happy to be in Gryffindor.

Albus next looked up when prof Patil called out"tagging program, Amanda."Albus watched as Amanda cautiously put on the hat."Gryffindor !"it shouted. Amanda ran to sit down across from John, with a smiling on her boldness. Only one educatee was left to be sorted.

"Weasley, Rose."rosiness was made a Gryffindor before the hat had even touched her chief. 'Just like how Saint James was sorted ,'Albus thought. It never hesitated for them. But it had for him. Albus stared glumly at his halcyon plate.

The headmaster rose from his chair."Welcome back to Hogwarts to all returning students and welcome to those who are new. For those of you who do n't live, I 'm Professor Kendrick, schoolmaster of Hogwarts. Now, I know the older bookman have noticed we are short one stave extremity,"the schoolmaster gestured to the vacuous hot seat beside him."But I shall inform you about that later. Right now it is meter to eat."And the golden plates filled with food.

Albus stared in astonishment as the food appeared in front of him. He started piling his plate with as practically as would fit. John was using not only his scale, but an discharge one that he found as well.

"This is puzzle !"John exclaimed."I might actually get wide here ! I hope all the meal are like this."

"Yeah, it all looks very estimable,"Albus said. Albus started eating his food and could n't aid but overhear a conversation between two elderly students.

"I wonder where Professor Torro is ? It 's not usual for a teacher to miss the jump of terminal figure feast,"a Robert Brown haired girl asked the boy sitting next to her.

"Yeah, quite foreign, really. I hope he 's all right. Maybe he 's ill or something ?"the boy responded.

"What does he instruct ?"John said, interrupting the two elder students.

"defense force Against the Dark Arts,"the girl told him. The two previous bookman continued their conversation, but in scurvy articulation so lavatory could n't overhear him.

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After the pupil had eaten their fill of dinner, the golden crustal plate became clean for a mo, and then dessert appeared. Albus immediately helped himself to his deary, glop tart. While he was eating, he heard a scream coming from his left. A ghostly mind had appeared right out of Amanda 's plate.

"Oh, so sorry to consume scared you !"the ghost said as he glided out of Amanda 's plate."I 'm Sir Nicholas."

"You 're Nearly Headless ding !"John shouted."Great to meet you. Can I see you pull off your chief ?"

Amanda looked like she might conk, but snick grudgingly pulled on his ear and his mind came partially off.

"Wow ! That 's fucking brilliant !"John exclaimed."Did you see that, Albus ?"

"Yeah,"Albus responded. He did n't suppose it was as neat as John did, and was beginning to wish he had n't eaten nearly as much treacle tart.

The schoolmaster got to his foot again as the golden shell became cleanse once more."Is everyone satisfied ? Good. Now, I have a few startle of term notice. The village of Hogsmeade is out of bounds for first and second years, as well as the Forbidden Forest to everyone. As always, appease away from the Whomping Willow. Mr. Filch has added a few new items to the list of forbidden things and if you wish to visit the list, it is pinned to Mr. Filch 's door.

"Now, as many of you have noticed, prof Torro is not with us tonight. I regret to inform you that he has been discovered bushed only a few hours ago,"Professor Kendrick stated with a sad look on his aspect. There was a sharp inspiration of hint from the students."Cause of dying has not been determined. Until I can come up a suited surrogate, defense lawyers Against the shadow Arts classes will not take place. Now, it is time to go to your residence hall. grade begin tomorrow and you will involve to be well rested. start eld, please follow a prefect to your common rooms."

Albus got up and looked for his cousin-german, Sakartvelo, for she was one of the Gryffindor prefects. Albus found her, and he, John, matt, Rose, and Amanda all followed her up to the common room. As they walked through the castle, there was a unhurt lot of whispering about Professor Torro.

"He was n't even that old,"one student said.

"Yeah, and was n't DADA the subject that was jinxed age back ?"another responded.

Albus and the others arrived at the portrait of the Fat Lady. Georgia told her the password, Cornish fowl imp, and everyone walked inside.

"boy to the right, lady friend to the left. I hope everyone has a good night,"Sakartvelo told the 1st years.

Albus walked up the gyrate stairway to his dormitory with Matt, John, and two other male child Albus had not met yet. Albus thought their public figure were Bilius and Ethan. Albus was rather quiet while he got into bed. All the other son were laughing and talking. But Albus could n't shake that he was considered for Slytherin. He was also a bit neural about the fact that a professor had died. That did n't bump often, did it ? Albus was still thinking about these things as he drifted off to sleep.

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When Harry, Ginny, and Lily walked back into their menage after taking James and Albus to Platform 9 3/4, Harry noticed an owl waiting on the windowsill. He walked over to it and opened the letter.

beloved Harry,
I would appreciate it if you would come to Hogwarts later tonight, around 9pm.
I have something to ask you, and would favour to do it in person, rather than by letter.
Please return this owl with your answer, thank you.
From,
Fabius Kendrick

'That 's strange ,'thought Harry. Surely one of his son could n't be in trouble already ?"Ginny, I 'm going to have to go to Hogwarts tonight. Fabius has requested that I meet with him. He has n't told me why,"Harry told his wife.

"O.K., just let me acknowledge before you leave. That is unusual, though. Why would n't he have met with you before condition started ? I hope King James and Albus are n't in trouble."

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Later that night, Harry Apparated into Hogsmeade. It was a chilly night, but there was not a swarm in the sky. The stars and synodic month shone brightly. Harry thought the bookman must be in their common way by now, judging from the prison term. 'That 's beneficial, Albus and Jesse James have no estimation I 'm here', thought Harry. He walked along the path and soon found himself walking through the big oak doors into the Great foyer. Kendrick was waiting for him there.

"good evening, Harry,"Fabius greeted.

"How are you ? What 's this about ? Are James and Albus okay ?"Harry asked anxiously.

"Oh, do n't worry, they 're fine. But I would prefer if we discuss what we need to discuss in my office,"Fabius responded. Harry followed Fabius up to the Stone gargoyle. It leaped aside as Fabius murmured,"Woolen coat."

Harry walked into the intimate circular office. He saw all the various willpower that Dumbledore had left to the school. He also noticed the sleeping portraits of premature headmasters. Only one was awake, the one of Albus Dumbledore. Harry smiled as he saw him.

"Please, sit down,"Professor Kendrick said as he gestured to a chair in front of his desk. Harry sat."I have some bad news. Professor Torro was found utter in his house this morning."

"What ? ! How did he die ? He was n't very old,"Harry exclaimed. prof Torro had been teaching DADA since Hogwarts reopened after the battle.

"I know, shocking, and very, very sad. His causa of destruction was Avada Kedarva, but I did n't severalise the bookman this. It does vex me. It is quite mistrustful. Especially since daddy was the subject that Voldemort jinxed."

"But he 's gone ! I saw him die, I was there !"Harry shouted."This ca n't be the work of him, can it ?"Harry knew there would be an investigation awaiting him when he returned to work the next day. He had taken the day off to see King James I and Albus onto the Hogwarts Express, and had n't heard a thing about prof Torro 's dying until just now.

"Of course not. But there are still Death eater out there. I have ground to trust that one of them killed Torro and the Minister agrees with me. But onto the intellect I have summoned you here.

"We are, of course, in indigence of a new DADA teacher, and I was wondering if you would like the job. I think it would be a respectable estimation to have an Auror here after Recent outcome and you are the paragon candidate,"Kendrick told Harry.

"Me ? A teacher ? Well, I ca n't say I 've never thought about it. It would be courteous to be back at Hogwarts. But what about Ginny and Lily ? I ca n't give them."

"Of course. And feel disembarrass to leave every weekend to drop time with them. Neville Longbottom does the like thing to confab Hannah,"Kendrick explained.

"I guess I could do it, but only if Ginny is okay with it. I tell you what, I 'll Apparate home tonight and ask her. You 'll have your reply in the forenoon, okay ?"Harry asked.

"That 's fine. I 'll see you in the sunrise, then. skilful night."

"'Night,"Harry said as he walked out of the office.

As Harry left the castle, he pondered the last of Torro. Harry had only met Torro a few times, and he was not particularly close to him, but his death still bother Harry. Was this another random decease feeder attack ? There had been a few of them throughout the yr after the battle. But why was Torro killed ? He did n't even populate in Britain during the time of Voldemort, he lived in Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault then. Why were the end feeder going after Hogwarts instructor ? Harry had a nagging feeling that this was n't like the other deaths, this had import. Surely, Voldemort could n't return ? He was dead. There were no More Horcruxes. Harry kept telling himself this, but he still felt very uneasy about it. The master and the parson felt the same way. Why else would they require an Auror at Hogwarts ? Of course of study, Harry was the one who defeated Voldemort, so who else knew More about dad ?

Harry found himself back in Hogsmeade and he Disapparated. He appeared a consequence later in his backyard and he walked into the house. It was clock time to tell Ginny what had happened. Luckily, Lily would be in bed.

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Early the adjacent dayspring, Harry Apparated into Hogsmeade once again. This time he had his old Hogwarts trunk with him, along with a large, black owl named Harvey. This is familiar, he thought. Harry wheeled his trunk over to Hogsmeade post, where he would wait for a carriage to aim him to the castle. Ginny had said yes rectify away. She felt that Harry 's presence in the schooltime would protect her son. Ginny was also quite worried about the death of Torro.

The pram arrived and Harry loaded his trunk into it. 'This sure is unknown ,'he thought. Back at Hogwarts, once again. It kind of felt good, comforting in a way. Hogwarts had always felt like household to Harry. But he still could n't agitate the uneasy feeling he had about Torro 's decease. The carriage gave a pitching, and the thestrals pulled Harry up to the school.



"Get up, Albus ! Get up !"Albus awoke with a starting and saw King John 's aspect looking down at him.

"Huh ? Wha 's going on ?"Albus said sleepily.

"First day of moral ! Let 's go down to breakfast,"John responded, excitedly. He was bouncing around the room, waking up all his fellow Gryffindors.

Albus got up and put on his robes."OK, I 'm ready,"

"Great ! Bilius and Ethan are up too. But I ca n't get Matt up. He sleeps like a log,"trick said as he shook Matt some more. lusterlessness finally got up and put his robe on.

The five Gryffindor first yr boys met the miss in the park room. pink wine, Amanda, Janie Creevey, and the Jordan-Bell twins. Albus knew he 'd met the twins a few times, but could n't commemorate their names They introduced themselves as Karina and Marina. They were identical with prospicient black haircloth and down eye. The first years walked down to the Great Hall together, only getting lost once.

When Albus walked into the Great Charles Martin Hall, he glanced up at the head mesa and his jaw dropped. He stopped walking and an honest-to-god Hufflepuff bumped into him.

"Sorry,"she said as she walked past.

Albus did n't pay any attention to her. He continued to stare at the staff table. Sitting adjacent to the headmaster, was his father. Albus shook his head and ran over to the Gryffindor table, where his fellow first years had already sat down.

"James ! King James !"Albus shouted,"Look who 's sitting side by side to prof Kendrick ! Is n't that Dad ? What 's he doing here ? He does n't instruct here !"

Epistle of James was staring at Harry."Yeah, I know. Funny how he never mentioned it. But I guess he must be the new DADA instructor. All the other teachers are there."

"Honestly, James ! He could n't have told us yet. Torro just died yesterday. Obviously, Kendrick asked him last Night. It was only a matter of clip, was n't it ? I mean, he 's got to be the most qualified wizard for the job, right ?"Georgia had sat down next to Henry James and talked some sense into him.

"I suppose,"King James I said as he started to eat his eggs.

"Here are your schedules !"Neville Longbottom had appeared near the Gryffindor table.

Albus took his docket from him and looked at it. He had DADA right after breakfast, then magic spell, and after luncheon he had double Herbology.

"smell like a decent schedule,"toilet said,"Should be interesting having your dad as a instructor, Albus ! I ca n't hold off ! I 've got so many questions for him."

"Yeah, should be rattling,"Albus said glumly as he dug into his waffles. Truthfully, Albus did not want his dad teaching at Hogwarts. With his dad here, Albus would be even more famous than usual. He did not like the staring eye and the invariable dubiousness about his dad.

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After breakfast, the Gryffindors headed to the pop classroom, with John leading the way. Albus hung back with matte, who was going pretty slow.

"You okay, Matt ?"Albus asked,"You look kind of sick. You want to go to the hospital Wing ?"

"No, I 'll be ok,"Matt replied with a yawn,"supposition I did n't get to kip until late, too queasy about lessons."

When they arrived at the classroom, Albus ran and took the table in the back. matt and Amanda followed him. toilet hesitated, apparently torn with joining his new booster and sitting up front. Finally, he, too, went and sat in the back.

"Why are we sitting back here ?"John asked.

"Cause it 's my dad, John. How would you like it if your dad taught at Hogwarts ?"Albus said in a rude tone. John did n't say anything.

At that moment, another grouping of students came into the room. They were Slytherins. Scorpio Malfoy was leading them.

"Great, we 're with the Slytherins,"John whispered to Matt,"Bob Hope they 're not going to ruin everything."King John was about to set up into a tirade about Slytherins, but Harry walked in.

"commodity morning,"Harry said as he walked to the social movement desk,"I 'm Professor Potter."A few of the girls in front giggled."I 'll start by taking attendance."Harry ran down the attendance flat solid. Everyone was there.

"Please open your books to page 5,"Harry told the students.

"Professor ? Can you tell us about the battle ? Please ?"one of the Gemini the Twins asked, Albus did n't know which one.

Harry sighed."Well, I really do n't wish to tattle about it much. But I suppose I could. I know you wo n't let it rest until I do,"he smiled and looked at Albus,"I know my own kids, nieces, and nephews kept asking me until I told them."

Albus sunk lower in his hot seat. privy was sitting straight up, staring at Harry, hardly blinking. Amanda and lusterlessness were also paying conclude attention.

Harry 's tale about the battle lasted the wholly period. The bell rang shortly after Harry finished.

"Please read chapter one for next time, since we did n't get a chance to cover it in class,"Harry told the pupil as they left."And Albus, could you stick for a moment ?"

"You guys go on ahead,"Albus told his Quaker,"I 'll meet you in Charms."Albus approached his father 's desk after all the former students had left.

"Hi, Al, how was the Sorting ? I see you did throw it into Gryffindor. I knew you would,"Harry said with a lofty look on his face.

"Yes, I did,"Albus said, his eyes brimming with tears as he remembered what the hat had told him,"But it wanted to put me in Slytherin !"Albus started crying and he could n't stop."I told it to put me in Gryffindor, that 's the simply reason it did !"

Harry quickly shut the threshold before responding."I told you at the station that it did that to me, too."

"But that 's drive you were a Horcrux !"Albus sobbed,"I 'm not a Horcrux, so why should I have done well in Slytherin ? It put blush wine in Gryffindor before it even touched her head. And James said it did that with him, too."

"Yes, I know, but everyone 's different. It means that you have calibre of many different houses. It does n't intend you should be in Slytherin. The hat put you in Gryffindor because you wanted it to. A great man once told me 'it is our choices that display who we really are, far more than our abilities'. Albus Dumbledore was that man. He told me that when I was wondering the Lapp matter you 're wondering right now. You chose to be in Gryffindor, which makes you very unlike from the Slytherins. Do n't worry about it,"Harry explained, as he drew Albus into a hug.

"O-k-kay,"Albus stuttered,"J-just, d-do n't tell J-James."

"Do n't interest, I wo n't. James does n't even fuck that the hat considered putting me in Slytherin,"Harry confided,"Now, I think you should be off to your adjacent class. And do n't worry about me teaching here. I 'll treat you just like the other students, hold and all."

Albus laughed."well, you do n't have to do that."

"See you later, Al."

"Bye, Dad."

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Albus was a bit more pollyannaish for the rest of the day. He thoroughly enjoyed double Herbology. He had known Professor Longbottom since he was born, and Albus was very interested in magical plants. appealingness, however, was n't as enjoyable. The appealingness professor, professor Washburn was not very prissy, and for some reason he seemed to feature something against Gryffindor.

Soon enough, dinner came, and right when Albus walked into the Great Hall, James I came running over to him.

"So, how was having Dad as a instructor ?"James asked, breathlessly.

"You know, it was n't as bad as I thought it would be,"Albus said, while sitting down and grabbing the nearest bowling ball of potatoes."He spent the entirely catamenia telling everyone about the battle because he figured no one would go away him alone until he did."

"auditory sensation familiar !"James laughed,"Remember when we kept bugging him about it when I was 10 ? And then he said he 'd tell us the wholly story the summer before our first yr of Hogwarts."

"Yeah, I was kind of surprised he was so leave to state the story. You know how he hates talking about it."

"I know, but I suppose it 's estimable for everyone to hear it sooner rather than later, and now Dad can get on to teaching,"James explained as he shoved his mouth with chicken,"Should be pretty assuredness having him teach, he knows so often DADA."

"Hey, Albus !"King John shouted to Albus as he ran over to the Gryffindor table. Matt sat down on Albus 's other side.

"Hi John, lusterlessness,"Albus said, passing them the pumpkin juice.

"Wow, this is just as safe as last night !"John exclaimed as he piled his plate mellow with intellectual nourishment,"I could definitely get used to this."

"What ? Did your mum starve you ?"Albus joked.

"'Course not. But she did n't wee-wee as much kind,"John explained. He turned to lustrelessness."You okay ? You look kind of pale."

That was an understatement. matte looked like he was about to happen out in the potatoes. He had n't touched any of the intellectual nourishment and his halcyon plate was still empty. Matt was leaning his head on his hand and was yawning a lot."I 'm all right, I guess, just tired."

Albus and John eyed him warily."You sure ?"Albus asked.

"Yeah, I 'm just not hungry tonight. I 'll be fine."

At that mo, the master stood up."If I could have your attention for just a bit, I have some more announcements."The way immediately fell unsounded."Thank you. Now, as many of you have noticed, I did bear success in securing a new dadaism instructor and I would like to stick in him. This is prof Potter."Kendrick gestured to Harry."Now, I know many of you will have questions for him when you have your initiative pop lesson, but I ask you not to pester him. He will tell apart you what he wants to, and zilch more. I would also like to tell you that if you want to try out for your business firm Quidditch team, please move over your name to your straits of sign. That is all. Thank you."Kendrick sat back down again and proceeded to spill the beans to Harry.

"well, I 'm trying out for quester this year !"James announced to the whole Gryffindor tabular array,"I 've been down to the Pitch practicing on my Firebolt during lunch."

"Good luck, James,"Albus told him,"Dad 'll be proud if you make the team."

"I sure hope I do. It 'll be bully having him find out the games."

Albus turned to Saint John the Apostle."You finished ? We should probably get started on that homework."

John groaned,"Yeah, I suppose. You gon na come, flatness ?"

Matt looked up from his crustal plate."Sure."The three boy started walking back up to the green room, with Matt lagging behind.

"flatness, are you for certain you 're ok ? You 're going pretty dumb,"Albus asked, with a aflutter look on his font."I think you should probably go to the hospital wing.

Matt looked out the window."I suppose you 're probably right. You guys go on ahead, I 'll meet you back in the commons room."

"No, we 're going to take you. You look ready to break down,"John insisted. They all trekked back down the stairs and to the Hospital annexe. When they got there, Madam Pomfrey was justly by the door.

"matte ! Come here, you look dreaded,"she said, grabbing his shoulder joint and leading him to the bed,"Thanks for bringing him, boys, you can allow now."lady Pomfrey shooed them out of the room.

"You know, it almost looked like she was waiting for him,"Albus said as he walked up the stairs.

"Yeah, and she knew his epithet. That 's odd. I do n't think he 's been there yet,"John stated,"I wonder if he gets sick of often ? Or maybe he gets hurt a lot, he 's got loads of scars. ``

"I know. I asked him about them on the train, before you came in. He said he was bungling and quickly changed the subject."

"Well, I 'm certainly he 'll tell us about it when he 's gear up,"Saint John the Apostle reasoned,"Cornish Pixie."The portrait opened and the two male child walked into the common room. They settled down to doing their homework with Amanda, rose wine, Janie, Bilius, Ethan, and the twins. After a few hours, Albus bid them good night.

He walked up to his dorm, changed into his pajamas, and climbed into bed. He pondered his lessons and the rest of his day. Albus was happy that having his dad there was n't as bad as he thought it would be. But why did prof Washburn dislike him and the other Gryffindors so much ? And was lustrelessness okay ? He still had n't returned to the common room. As Albus was worrying about matt, he drifted off to kip. Just after he drifted off, the Shrieking shack shrieked for the first time in decades.




Harry was in the Great mansion house. forget me drug bound him to the Headmaster 's president. His mark was searing in pain. Blood was pouring down his arms as he struggled against the restraints. He opened his oculus and glanced around, looking for his baton. There it was, lying uselessly halfway across the room. All around him, other the great unwashed were bound to the other professor 's chairs, they were surrounding Harry in a roach. A cloaked material body was circling around the outside of the circle, while other cloaked figures stood stationary around the elbow room. Bodies lay in pools of bloodline on the floor.

Harry glanced around at the other the great unwashed bound to the chairperson. The person directly across from him had long red hair's-breadth. Harry screamed."NO ! ! ! ! Ginny !"He looked at the early people."King James ! Albus ! Lily ! Take me instead, not the kids !"

The hooded figure looked up and entered the Mexican valium. He stood directly in figurehead of Harry."well, well, someone 's decided to recover his cognizance. As you see, the eternal sleep of them did n't fair too well without you. Most are utterly. But I 've saved your dear family for endure. I will torment them and kill them. And then, I shall toss off you. At last, I 've waited so long. You should experience known you could n't vote out me."Voldemort rounded on the smallest child tied to a chair.

"Crucio !"he shouted.

"NO ! ! ! ! Do it to me instead ! Lily !"Harry screamed. His cicatrice started to pain even spoilt, it burned so bad he could n't keep his oculus candid anymore.
Harry awoke with a get-go. He was covered in sweat and his heart was beating fast. His hired hand automatically went to his scar, but he was not in any annoyance. He shakily got out of bed and went to the window.

'Will it never end ?'he thought. The nightmare kept returning, but why ? It was always the Sami one. It had been going on ever since the last-place engagement. Only before he had tyke, the people surrounding him were Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Luna. As soon as James was born, Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Luna disappeared. Once Albus was born, he appeared too. Saami with Lily.

Harry had no idea what the aspiration meant, and neither did anyone else. Harry could think of only one person who may have been able to excuse it, Dumbledore. However, as soon as Harry had a few of these dream, he had gone to see the portrayal in Dumbledore 's office. He was only 18 then. Unfortunately, Dumbledore had no useful account. Since Harry was no tenacious a Horcrux, he could n't possibly be seeing into Voldemort 's thoughts. Especially since Voldemort was bushed. But the dreams continued.

Tonight 's dreaming had been more vivid than any of the past single. Maybe it was because Harry had spent all day reliving the horrific aspect from his childhood to various dadaism classes. He wished he had n't done that now. Oh, how he regretted it. But he 'd have to put up with it the rest of the week, seeing as it would n't be mediocre not to recount the former students.

Harry walked away from the window. He slowly walked into the corridor. His whole consistency was dank. He needed a kip draft. He 'd been relying on these more and more as sentence went on .'I really should learn how to brew them myself ,'he laughed to himself.

walk through the corridors at nighttime brought back many retention. He still felt like he was disobeying the rules, even though he was now a professor. It seemed like Snape was right wing around the quoin waiting to catch him doing something awry. Harry climbed the stairs to the infirmary wing. He hated to wake dame Pomfrey at this hour, however he knew he 'd never get to sleep without it. Maybe she would pay him a large supply to observe in his office.

Harry walked into the Barbara Ward, only to see that Madam Pomfrey was already up. She was tending to a girl in one of the end beds.

"hullo, Poppy,"he whispered.

"Oh !"Madam Pomfrey jumped,"You frightened me. I was n't expecting you at this hour, Harry. You know, it 's almost like you 're a scholar again, coming in so late."

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing,"Harry glanced down at the lady friend,"Is she okay ?"

"Yes, she 'll be hunky-dory. Someone levitated her in her rest. She screamed and that scared the pupil who did it to her, that scholar gave the countercurse, and she promptly fell onto the level and broke her arm."

"Wow, does n't take very long for things to get occupy around here,"Harry said.

"Now, why are you here, Harry ?"

"fountainhead, er, commemorate after the battle and I had all those nightmares ? They never completely stopped, and now they seem to be getting worse. I was wondering if I could have a sleeping draught. I 'd also like to just have a provision of it on helping hand. I 've never been much of a potion brewer and have n't attempted to urinate it myself. I just can never manage to get to sleep without one after one of these nightmare,"Harry explained sheepishly. He felt like he was a kid again. How could he, the wizard who defeated Voldemort, who was known as the bravest wizard of the times, be afraid of a nightmare ?

A sad gaze fell over Madam Pomfrey."You know, this kind of reminds me of how you were so susceptible to the dementors in your third gear twelvemonth. I know most people think you 're brave and nothing frightens you, but everyone has incubus and being frightened is cipher to be ashamed of."She walked over to a cabinet and came back with a boastfully bottle filled with potion."Here you go. Just come back to me whenever you need more."She handed him the bottle.

"Thanks,"Harry replied, as he walked out of the hospital annex.

As he walked back towards his office, Harry thought about what gentlewoman Pomfrey had said. He knew she was right-hand, but he still could n't avail but feel weak whenever he had one of these nightmares. He just wished he knew why he was having them and what he could do to halt them.

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When Albus awoke the next dawn, lustrelessness still had n't returned from the infirmary annexe. Saint John suggested that they go visit Matt before category, but since the two boys had gotten up late, they only had prison term to seize a promptly bite to eat before heading to Potions in the dungeons.

"good dawning, grade !"an old, round, professor greeted them,"I 'm prof Slughorn, your Potions Master. Today, we shall be learning about the basics of potion brewing, including the grandness of proper stirring, heat, and ingredients. Please open your Christian Bible to page 6."

The social class opened their Bible and spent the whole example listening to Slughorn and copying down notes.

"Well, we 're pretty a great deal out of time, so I 'll see you all next lesson. Could I have Albus Potter and rosebush Weasley please stop by my desk on their way out ?"Slughorn told the class.

"I 'll see you in Transfiguration, John. William Tell Professor Patil where I am,"Albus told his Friend. He had a touch sensation he knew what Slughorn wanted. Saint James the Apostle had warned him about it.

Albus and Rose walked cautiously up to Slughorn 's desk after everyone else had left.

"Ah ! young Mr. Potter and girl Weasley. Now, I would like to recite you about a short gathering I have scheduled for Friday. It 's for the pupil in the school day whose parents are, for lack of a salutary condition, popular. Or those who have shown exceptional magical skill. Of track, I 'd be pleased if the both of you would wait on. I 'm sure enough your cousins will be attending. They seemed to care them in the past years,"Slughorn informed them.

"Well, er, I guess we could make it,"Albus told Slughorn, while looking at Rose.

"Yes, we 'll be there. See you following object lesson, prof,"pink wine told him, as the two of them left the dungeon.

"I knew it was only a matter of time before we were invited to the Slug Club,"Albus groaned. James loved the sluggard Club. It gave him a whole lot more than attention and more people for him to tell his stories too. But Albus did n't like the fame. He would have rather skipped the company, but as St. James and his cousins were going, it would be hard not to.

"Well, maybe it 'll be fun,"Rose stated in a bright quality. Albus rolled his optic and the two of them went to Transfiguration.

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flatness did n't express up in classes all day. Albus and bathroom were really starting to interest. They decided to visit him before dinner. When they got into the hospital fender, they did n't see lusterlessness right away. There was one young lady occupying a bed with her arm in a sling. madam Pomfrey was fussing over her.

"I really think you need to stay put here tonight. You can leave in the morning !"

"But, madam Pomfrey, I 've been here all day. My arm 's fine !"the daughter exclaimed.

"No, I will not own it ! You can leave alone in the morning,"brothel keeper Pomfrey said in a timbre that was not to be argued with. The miss pouted and stopped talking.

Albus and John approached Madam Pomfrey."Um, where 's Matt Eckerton ? We brought him here go Nox,"whoremaster said tentatively.

"He 's back there,"she said, pointing to a bed with the curtains pulled around it.

"wellspring, can we see him ?"Albus asked.

"No, I 'm dingy, but you ca n't. He 's not in any state to ingest visitant at the present moment. You can come up see him this prison term tomorrow,"Madam Pomfrey said hurriedly.

"But could you at to the lowest degree tell us if he 's ok ?"Albus asked.

"He 'll be mulct in a few Clarence Day. Now, you two should head up down to dinner. You can see Matt tomorrow."

Albus and whoremonger walked glumly down to the Great Hall."That was strange. James said you can usually inflict your friend when they 're in the Hospital Wing,"Albus told John.

"Very weird. You know, I think matte 's keeping something from us. Madam Pomfrey seemed like she was expecting him last Night, and now no one can visit him,"John told Albus in a worry tone.

"We 'll ask him about it when he gets out of the hospital backstage. I do n't think he 'll be inclined to differentiate us tomorrow,"Albus reasoned.

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The next day, Gryffindor first years had pa again. Nothing extraordinarily exciting happened during year. They mostly took notation on using Expeliarmus, the disarmament magic spell. Harry said they would start being able to practice it on each early in the side by side class. John the Evangelist and Albus were really looking forward to this, as they really had n't used their wands for anything yet.

appeal, however, was quite consequential. professor Washburn started class by taking attendance as common. He gave a menacing public eye to all the Gryffindors as he called their names. But Albus thought he stared especially long at him.

"subscribe to out your verge,"snarled Wahsburn,"we 're practicing levitation today. Everyone take a feather."Washburn waved his wand and a feathering appeared in strawman of each student."Remember to swish and flick."

"Swish and flick,"murmured Albus from the back table. He waved his wand and said,"Wingardium Leviosa !"naught happened. He tried over and over again. Still, zippo happened. John, however, managed to do it.

"smell, Albus !"St. John exclaimed,"I 've done it !"John 's feather had rose a few inch off the table, and fell down again.

"kudos,"Albus said flatly, his feather still remaining quite still on the table.

"I 've done it, too !"rose wine shouted. Her feather had also rose off the board, but it managed to get to it a few feet in the air before falling.

Washburn stormed out from behind his desk and rounded on the spine mesa, where Albus, John, rosebush, and Amanda were sitting."Well, do it again !"he growled.

John and blush wine looked at him nervously and picked up their verge."Wingardium Leviosa !"they said at the Lapplander time. Both their plumage rose feebly into the air and fell down again.

"Pathetic,"Washburn muttered,"Potter ! You do it !"he shouted at Albus.

"But, Professor, I have n't managed it yet,"Albus muttered quietly.

"You 'll do what I tell you to do ! Perform the spell !"Washburn seemed to be getting angrier by the minute.

Albus nervously picked up his wand. His arm was shaking, this would not turn out good."Wingardium Leviosa,"he muttered very quietly. His feather leaped into the air and caught ardor. The whole social class, which had been staring at the back table for quite some time, screamed.

The flame from the plumage caught onto Washburn 's gown and set them on blast as well."Bloody Hell !"Washburn screamed. He grabbed Albus 's wand out of his bridge player and produced water from it to put out the flames."Potter ! You 'll getting custody and 20 points from Gryffindor !"he shouted, glaring at Albus."Class dismissed. Get out, all of you except Potter."

Albus was visibly shaking now. The relaxation of the class quickly left, the Gryffindors glancing anxiously at Albus. He walked slowly up to Washburn 's desk.

"wellspring, you seem to feature a bent for causing trouble, ceramicist,"Wahsburn spat.

"I 'm sorry, professor, I did n't mean to,"Albus muttered, on the verge of tears.

"You 'll be doing custody tonight, I do n't care what other program you might receive. See you at 8pm."

"But-"

Washburn cut him off."I said tonight, now get out !"he screamed.

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Later that night, Albus trudged his way back to the common room after doing detention with Washburn. He had Albus do bloodline, so it was n't too bad. But Washburn stared at Albus the whole time, his heart like flak.

Albus climbed through the portrayal and saw just who he needed to talk to."James, I 've got to ask you something."

"What is it ?"William James asked, walking away from his acquaintance.

"Why does Washburn hate me ?"Albus asked."During the first-class honours degree family, I thought he just hated all Gryffindors, but today he made it clear that it 's me he hates."

"Really ? It 's well known he hates Gryffindors. But he 's always seemed to hate me more than than everyone else,"James explained,"I always assumed it 's because I cause so a good deal bother. You on the former hired man, have always been so quiet. What did you do to him ?"

Albus mumbled something incoherent.

"What ?"

"I set him on fire."

Henry James burst out laughing.

"It 's not funny ! I did n't intend to do it. We were doing levitation, and he asked me to levitate the feather in battlefront of everyone, when he knew I had n't managed to do it before. My arm was shaking so much I knew the spell would n't ferment. The plumage caught flame as soon as I muttered the spell, and then it spread to Washburn 's robes. I got lines and 20 points taken from Gryffindor,"Albus looked down, ashamed.

James looked stupefied."But that 's a mistake any first class could have made. I do see how he got mad, though. I think you should just try to avoid him. Sit in the backbone, do n't say anything. Ignore him in the halls. That 's what I do. I still get way more than detentions from him than any early teacher, but I think I 've become immune to them. wellspring, I 'd improve get back to my ally. See you later."

Albus contemplated this information. Washburn hated all Gryffindors, but he hated James and Albus the most. Why ? It did n't make sense. Neither Albus nor James had met Washburn before Hogwarts.

"Albus !"John the Evangelist came running into the common room,"I 've just been with Matt."

"How is he ?"Albus asked.

"Not expert. He 's covered in cuts and contusion. Said he 'd tripped on his way to the bathroom. He kept avoiding talking about being ill. Just wanted to talk about what 's going on in the school. So I told him about you setting Washburn on flak. He thought it was hilarious."

"It 's NOT !"Albus shouted. He was sick of everyone thinking it was odd. The account had already made it around the school and at dinner everyone was staring at him More than usual. Some students even high fived him and patted him on the vertebral column. It seemed like Washburn was disliked by many bookman.

"Okay, okay,"Saint John said, putting his mitt up,"Anyway, Matt said he 'd be back in course tomorrow morning. brothel keeper Pomfrey just wanted him to persist the residue of the night."

"goodness. Let 's go to bed. I 'm exhausted,"Albus said. He and John climbed up the circular stairway to the dormitory.

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Here 's the next chapter ! I combined two short chapters into one, so this one 's a good bit longer than the old ones.
Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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Friday came too quickly for Albus 's liking. He was not looking forward to the slug Club meeting. Since the meeting and Gryffindor Quidditch try-outs were at the same time, James would n't be joining Albus at the meeting. Albus had tried to get out of the meeting by watching try-outs, but the team maitre d' decided to not let any spectators at the try-outs. A declamatory number of bookman had wanted to attend just to see Epistle of James, and the sea captain did n't want anyone to break up the try-outs.

Later that day, Albus and Rose walked down to the dungeons together. Albus was dreading the encounter. They walked into the meeting to see that most everyone else was already there. Albus already knew near of them. Some of his cousin-german were there, along with assorted early Order member'tyke. However, there were a few faces Albus had never seen before.

"Ah ! Albus and rose !"Slughorn gestured to a few hot seat in the room,"Please have a nates. You already know many of the people here. But I do n't believe you know Tami Tobias, Frank Belleville, and Quinton Willinson ?"he said, gesturing to a blond haired lady friend, a sinister hairy boy, and a very sullen looking boy."Tami is a 6th year Ravenclaw who brews the most excellent potions, Frank is a 4th year Hufflepuff who can already perform nonverbal spells ! And Quinton 's a 7th year Slytherin whose father works at the Minsitry."

"Er, hi,"Albus responded.

"hullo,"rose wine smiled.

Unfortunately for Albus ; Tami and Frank, along with Slughorn, spent much of the meeting hounding Albus with interrogative about his dad, the struggle, and Albus 's childhood. Eventually, Albus just got fed up with it.

"looking, my dad 's told you all he wants to tell you. You 're not going to larn anything else from asking me !"Albus shouted.

Slughorn looked taken aback."I thought you 'd enjoyed talking about it. Your sidekick always enjoys telling narrative about his childhood."

"Well, I 'm not James, now, am I ?"Albus shouted. Everyone else was now staring at him. Albus jumped up from his chair and stormed out the door, slamming it behind him.

Albus stamped his metrical foot the completely way up to the common room. He went through the portrait and was immediately bombarded by James.

"Albus ! I got it ! I 'm the new seeker !"William James shouted over the noise, jumping up and down and spilling his butterbeer all over the floor.

"That 's great, William James, really great,"Albus told him, trying to sound somewhat excited.

"What ? You 're not well-chosen for me ? I thought you would be. Dad 's ecstatic. I told him as soon as I was done at tryout,"James said tentatively.

"No, I am excited,"Albus responded glumly. All he wanted to do was go to bed, but Henry James blocked his path.

"What 's wrong ? I can recount something 's awry. Tell me,"James said, in a voice that sounded strangely like their mother's.

"It 's the Slug club. I just left. All anyone wanted to do was take heed to me blabber on about my childhood,"Albus shouted, all the ire coming back in full force-out."They would n't stop bothering me until I screamed at them and stormed out."

James just stared at Albus."And to top it all off, Slughorn said he thought I 'd wish talking about all that, just because you do !"Albus screamed at James River and punched the close armchair.

"Boy, you do have Dad 's mood,"St. James the Apostle told Albus,"I 'm sorry I could n't be there. I 'll be there at all the others. I swear. wellspring, unless there 's Quidditch practice."

"Others ? ! You really think I 'm going to another one of those ?"Albus shouted disgustedly.

"Well, Slughorn has them all throughout the year. Sometimes they 're kind of fun. You know Dad used to go to them."

"Fun ? ! Fun ? ! How could that possibly be fun ? And I know Dad used to go to them, he did n't exactly love them, now did he ?"Albus seethed.

"Yeah, some of them are fun,"James I shifted from foot to foundation. Albus could narrate he was flighty.

"Just go back to your party. You deserve it. expert job at making quester, I really do stand for that. But I think I 'm going to bed. Good night."

"'Night,"King James said as he rejoined his party.

Albus walked up to his dorm room. It was still relatively early, so Albus was surprised to see matte there. Matt had returned at breakfast yesterday morning, but he still did n't look himself, so lav and Albus did not bring up the question of him being ill.

Albus went over to matte 's bed and pulled back the curtains. He was sound asleep. That was unusual. He just spent 2 twenty-four hour period in the Hospital Wing, why was he still tired ? Was he still spue ? Albus sighed, he would n't be able-bodied to question Matt tonight. Well, turning in early would do Albus some good too. Maybe he 'd be able to chill out down after the evening 's excitement. He got into his jammies and got into bed.

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Unfortunately, Albus did not deliver a reposeful sleep. He was having vivid incubus which involved Slughorn questioning him while James stood behind him, laughing. This same image kept recurring over and over again. Albus tossed and turned and eventually, a new pipe dream came over him.

Albus was sitting in a dark abandon room. A man in a dark cloak appeared following to him.

"He will repay,"the man said.

"What ?"Albus asked."Who 's returning ?"

"He 's coming. He 'll feel a way. He will return."

"Tell me ! Who ?"Albus shouted.

"He will return, he will turn back, he will devolve ...."the man said over and over again.

Albus awoke with a starting signal. He was sweating. What was that about ? He had never had such a vivid dream. Who was going to rejoin ? Albus raked his brain, and then it hit him. It felt like he 'd been punched in the stomach. Of course ! He jumped out of bed and put on his dressing robes. It must be late, he thought. flatness, King John, Ethan, and Bilius were still sleeping. Albus tip-toed out of dormitory and carefully shut the door behind him.

Albus had to see his dad. He did n't deal that it was the middle of the dark. He ran out of the common room and into the empty corridor. It was foreign wandering around this belated. Albus had never walked around the castle at night. He did n't care that he was n't supposed to be out of his hall this late. All he thought about was telling his dad about that dream. Albus ran down the step, probably making too a great deal noise. As he rounded the corner, someone reached out and grabbed his shoulder. Albus screamed.

"Shut up !"a man shouted,"You 'll come alive the all school. Then we 'll cause a rattling problem."

Albus looked into the optic of the man who had caught him. It was professor Washburn.

"fountainhead, well, Mr. ceramist is out of bed. And this lately at Nox ? Surely, he must be up to no good,"Washburn sneered. Albus heard the happiness in his tincture."We 'd better be off to my office, shall we ?"

Albus stood where he was."No, I have to see my dad."

"running game to papa, are we ? Is n't that sweet. Unfortunately for you, wandering corridors at nighttime is against the ruler, therefore, I will punish you."

Washburn grabbed Albus 's deal and dragged him to his berth. Albus was really shaking now. What would Washburn do to him ?

When they entered Washburn 's dark office, he forced Albus into a chairman directly in presence of his desk.

Washburn slammed his hands on his desk."So, decided to feature a small midnight promenade ? care to tell me what you were up to ?"he glared at Albus, not blinking.

"I 've already told you. I need to see my dad,"Albus told him, nervously.

"Surely that could wait till cockcrow ? I bet you were setting up some kind of put-on. Am I right ? You know, I 've caught your crony out of bed many a time for just that reason."

So that was it. Washburn hated James, so he in turn hated Albus too. That was the second sentence in the past tense 12 hr that Albus had been compared to King James."I am NOT like my brother !"he stood up, fists clenched and stared at Washburn.

Washburn smiled."I seem to have struck a nerve. But it hardly matters what you were doing out of bed. The fact remains that students are not to be out of bed at,"he glanced at his scout,"1:37 in the morning. Now, to discuss your punishment."

"You can talk about my penalisation after I see my dad,"Albus glared at Washburn.

"Sit back down, ceramicist. I know you 're just trying to get pricey old Dad to hold open you."

Albus remained standing."I AM NOT !"he screamed,"I have something really important to talk about with him !"

"mulct, but I 'll have you to see him, so I can make sure you 're punished,"Washburn spat.

Albus did n't say another Word of God and ran out the door.

"postponement ! Get back here, boy ! I told you I 'm taking you !"Washburn ran to overtake up with Albus, breathing heavily. He was clearly out of cast. The two of them walked to Harry 's office in complete silence.

"Well, here we are,"Washburn stated, pushing Albus aside and opening the doorway."Potter ! wake up up ! I caught your son out of bed."

Harry quickly walked out of his bedroom. He had also been up after having a nightmare of his own. Harry looked at Albus and Washburn and jumped."Sorry, I expected it to be James."

"So did I. He insists that he discuss something with you before I punish him,"Washburn told Harry in a dissatisfied voice.

Harry looked worriedly at Albus."What is it ? Are you okay, Al ?"

"I just need to recount you something ..."Albus replied, looking warily at Washburn.

"I must ask you to will, Professor Washburn. I think this needs to be private."

"Fine ! I 'll wait outside the room access, but he will be punished !"Washburn yelled as he walked out the door and slammed it behind him.

As soon as he left, Albus relayed his all ambition to Harry.

Harry pulled Albus into a hug and told him,"Albus, I do n't cerebrate your nightmare had any kind of significance. It was just a bad dream."

"But, it seemed so real ! And you had aspiration like this when you were unseasoned, and they were real !"

"Yes, that 's because I could see Voldemort 's thoughts. You know that. I think that hearing so much about the battle over and over again this week and being bombarded with questions about it has caused you to be worried,"Harry explained."I understand your concern. I still have nightmares about it. But I think the well thing for you to do is just bury about it."

"But, what if it is very ?"Albus asked in a concern tone.

"Think about it, Al. How could he total back ? He 's abruptly. Even in the Wizarding world, no one can come back from the dead."

"Yeah, I suppose you 're correctly. It was just so vivid and scary."

"I know. Now I only hope that as you spend more time at Hogwarts, people will stop asking you so many questions. For tonight, I think you should have some Sleeping potation,"Harry walked over to his storage locker and poured a potion into a small bottle. I 'll take you back to Gryffindor tug, and toast this before you get into bed."

"But what about detention ?"

"Do n't worry. You wo n't get detainment. But wandering the corridors is against the convention, so delight do n't do it anymore. Just send word with a portrait from the common room if you need me, and I 'll meet you in the common room. Now, let 's get you back to bed. Just follow me and do n't say anything. I 'll deal with Washburn."

Harry opened the room access and left the way. Albus followed."There will be no detention tonight, Professor Washburn. Albus really did want to tell me something that was worrying him. It 's perfectly apprehensible what he did. I 've talked to him and he wo n't do it again,"Harry explained calmly.

"But, he broke the principle !"Washburn screamed.

"Careful, you 'll waken the solid rook,"Harry told him as he continued to take the air down the halls with Albus following quickly behind.

They left Washburn standing with his rima oris capable in the hallway. When Albus got back to his bed, he took his potion and had a dreamless, restful sleep.

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As the weeks past, people slowly got over the excitement of having Harry as a DADA teacher. Harry had explained the battle to every single one of his year, and in the abide by course of instruction he was capable to teach without being disrupted with interrogation pertaining to the fall of Voldemort. Harry was thankful for this. He was still having his incubus more often than usual, but thanks to ma'am Pomfrey 's potion, he was capable to get a few becoming dark 's eternal rest a week.

affair seemed to be calming down for Albus too. There had not been anymore slug Club meeting since the disastrous first one, but Albus had no purpose of going to one even if he got invited. His course were going well. He seemed to scramble the most in Charms, but that was to be expected. At least Albus now knew why Washburn hated him so much, it was because he hated James River. As a good deal as Albus hated being compared to James, it was Nice to know it was n't anything Albus did to gravel Washburn. Unfortunately, Albus was earning a detention a week in his class.

mat seemed to recover from his illness within a few days. However, as Sept grew into October, and the atmospheric condition started getting colder, lusterlessness got cat again.

Albus, Gospel According to John, Matt, Bilius, Ethan, pink wine, Janie, Amanda, Karina, and Marina sat together at one table in the green room after dinner one Midweek. They were working on a particularly hard Transfiguration essay.

"No, you 've got that wrong,"Rose told Albus.

"well, why do n't you tell me what the right answer is, then ?"Albus said disgustedly.

"But then you wo n't study anything !"

"You 're just like your mother,"Albus told him, shaking his head."matt, what 's wrong ?"

Matt had put his question down on his lambskin, he had only written the first sentence of his essay.

"Huh ?"he said, lifting up his head. He glanced out the window."I 'm not feeling too beneficial. I think I might be sick."

"Again ? You do look a bit pale,"Amanda told him with a worried tone on her face."You dependable go to the infirmary Wing.

"All right. I 'll see you guys later,"lustrelessness slowly got up from his chair and shuffled out of the park elbow room."You bozo do n't let to come,"he said to Albus and toilet, who had gotten up.

Albus looked at him warily."If you 're sure."But Matt had already left the common room.

"I hope he 's all right field. That 's the second time he 's been sick here and it 's only Oct,"St. John the Apostle said.

"Yeah, I know. I guess we 'll just have to wait and see how prospicient he spends in the hospital extension this fourth dimension,"Albus told him.

"well, I 'm never going to get this done !"Janie shouted, exhaustedly."I 'm going to bed,"she got up and left, the other 4 girls following her.

"We 'd better turn in, too,"Bilius told the other boys.

"Yeah, probably,"Albus agreed. The three boy walked up the circular staircase and got into bed.

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mat did n't get out of the Hospital Wing until Saturday. Although, he spent most of that day sleeping in his four posting bed. His friend were n't all that surprised, since this exact same thing had happened during his former illness. They gave him his blank space until classes started again on Monday.

Albus had started to dread Potions class. He was always afraid that Slughorn was going to bring up what happened in the old Slug Club meeting. Unfortunately for Albus, after double potions that hebdomad, Slughorn called Rose and him up to his desk after class.

"See you in Transfiguration of Jesus, then, Albus,"John told him as he and Matt started to walk out of the room.

"No, halt, please,"Albus hissed at them,"He wo n't talk about what happened last fourth dimension if you 're here."

"All right,"John sighed and dropped his bag on the nearest desk.

"Rose and Albus ! I just wanted to invite you to my side by side get together. It 's happening on Halloween. It 'll be a form of Hallowe'en party. You can each institute a guest,"Slughorn said, delightedly.

"Cool !"John shouted, running to the front man of the room,"Bring me, Albus !"

"No, bestow me !"lustrelessness said louder, pushing retiring John.

"Do n't worry, boys, you can both come, all right ?"Slughorn told them with a grin on his face.

"But, but-"Albus stammered, staring at John and Matt.

"fountainhead, off you go, do n't want to be latterly for your side by side class !"Slughorn shooed them out of his classroom.

"John ! matt ! Why did you do that ?"Albus shouted, once Slughorn was back in his room.

"What ? I wanted to see what all the fuss is about with those meetings,"John said innocently.

"Ugh ! Now I have to go !"Albus threw his hands up in the air,"You knew I did n't desire to go to anymore."

"Well, we 'll be with you, it 'll be all right,"matt said sympathetically.

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Before Albus knew it, he, Matt, and can were trudging down to the donjon for the Halloween company. John and Matt were running along excitedly, while Albus lagged behind. They walked into the dungeon, to come up it packed.

"Good, maybe no one will notice me,"Albus said as he gazed around at the bunch. The Same penis who were at the shoemaker's last meeting were there, along with their guests and legion adult."Let 's go get some food."

The three boys walked through the crowd and over to the food table. They each piled a plateful mellow with solid food. When Albus turned around, he almost ran into someone.

"Watch it !"the boy shouted, he was a rather large Slytherin. The boy looked at Albus and then sneered."Ah, Potter, can I ask you a few questions about your puerility ? Or will that name baby Potter cry ?"

"Shut it,"Albus muttered, trying to tug past the boy.

"Trying to run away, are we ? Well, that wo n't do. I thought you 'd enjoy talking about yourself. I certainly enjoy talking about me. So, I 'll talk. I 'm Quinton Willinson."Albus glanced at him again and now recognized him as the Slytherin that Slughorn introduced him to at the previous meeting.

John snorted into his pumpkin juice.

"You think that 's funny ? Who are you ?"Quinton glared at John.

"John Brickston. Pleased to fit you. This is lusterlessness Eckerton,"he gestured towards Matt.

"Enough about you, more about me. My father richly up at the Ministry. He does a variety of undertaking and makes a load of gold from it. I 'm a 7th year. founder 's getting me a Ministry job once I 'm done here. I ca n't wait until I get out of here and pee gold like he does,"Quinton slip a cookie off of Albus 's plate and started to eat it.

"So,"he said in between bites,"What was it like growing up with 'The Chosen One'?

"I said, shut it !"Albus said, a bit louder.

"Oh, are we going to let a repeat of last get together ?"Quinton asked excitedly, stealing another cookie.

"Definitely not,"shouted John, who drew his baton,"After this one, you 'll wish you 'd never been born."matte quickly drew his own wand.

"No, guys, it 's okay, do n't get in fuss for him, he 's not worth it,"Albus told them.

"Gon na curse me, ickle firsties ?"Quinton giggled,"I 'm so scared."

"What 's going on over here ?"James asked as he walked over to the nutrient table,"What do you want, Willinson ?"

"Just thought I 'd ask Albus about his life growing up,"Quinton told St. James the Apostle innocently.

"Well, I think he said to lay off, did n't he ?"James River said, drawing his own wand.

"He might 've mentioned it,"Quinton sneered as he, too, drew his baton,"But I do n't see what 's so faulty about wanting to know about 'The chosen One'. Maybe you could tell me how he managed to defeat the greatest wizard of all sentence ?"

"Expeliarmus !"James shouted, and Quinton 's wand flew across the room.

Slughorn looked up at the cheering and hustled over to see what had happened."You can not duel at my party !"

"They started it,"Quinton said, pointing to Albus and his friend,"Little Potter had to sustain his big sidekick defend him."

"fountainhead, you 'll all put your verge away now so we can enjoy the eternal rest of the political party in heartsease. Or you 'll all get hold,"Slughorn growled as the male child all hastily put their wands away.

Quinton gave Albus one concluding leer and he stalked off. Albus watched him go and turned and ran out of the room. He heard his friends following him, but did n't bar to talk. He did n't stop or grow around until he reached the Fat ma'am 's portraiture. He gave the password and ran into the common room and up to his dormitory.

Albus knew going to that party was a bad estimate. He should n't give birth gone. Never again. He punched his pillow. What did Quinton require with him anyway. And why did he call Voldemort 'the expectant wizard of all prison term'? Voldemort was defeated before Quinton was even born, he could n't possibly have been a Death Eater.

The threshold to the dormitory opened and Matt and John walked in."You okay ?"Matt asked.

"Oh, I 'm just ok,"Albus told them sarcastically,"I 'm never going to one of those again, even if you two want to go as my guests. You saw what it 's like now, not very much fun, is it ?"

"Yeah, not that a great deal fun, although was n't that cool off how James disarmed Willinson ?"John said excitedly."I mean, he 's 5 years younger than him !"

"real sang-froid,"Albus said flatly,"I think I just want to go to bed."Albus pulled the hanging of his bed closed and laid down. He fell asleep relatively quickly, but it was n't a relaxing rest. He had the nightmare again. It happened a few clock time a week now, and try as he might, Albus could n't look to bury about it.

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Sorry for the wait ! I had to rewrite something and combine chapters because I thought this one was too short.

As common, I do not own Harry Potter.

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As the number one few days of November passed, the atmospheric condition became gradually frigid. The wind was blowing fiercely, and soon Snow would be falling. The first class Gryffindors were not at all surprised when matt got sick again and spent a few Clarence Day in the hospital wing.

"Hey, mat ! How are you feeling ?"Albus asked at dinner when flatness reappeared from the hospital wing.

"All right,"Matt told him while putting food onto his plate.

"You know, you get chuck a lot, lustrelessness. Are you sure you 're ok ?"John chimed in.

"Yeah, I know. I 've got this, er, malady. And it makes me get unhinged quite a bit. I did n't require to worry you, so that 's why I never told you,"Matt replied quickly.

"But you 're unspoilt now, right ?"Albus asked, nervously.

"Um, form of. I mean, I 'm better now, but it 'll happen again,"Matt told them and quickly changed the field,"So, low gear Quidditch match in 2 workweek ! Gyrffindor vs. Hufflepuff. Should be a good secret plan !"

"Uh, yeah, it should be,"Albus looked warily at flatness. Clearly he did n't like talking about his sickness. Albus and John Lackland did n't bring it up again during the meal. Albus, lavatory, and mat spent the balance of dinner talking about the upcoming match.

The side by side two weeks dragged by. As the time before the Quidditch match drew shorter, the anticipation and exhilaration increased. Both captains were holding practices more often than common. They alternated eve for the pitch, so each team was practicing every other night. The Gryffindor musician trudged back into the plebeian room well after ten o'clock at night on the sidereal day of their practices. They were usually muddy and cold, as the conditions was not cooperating. Even the professors were getting into the spirit and were not assigning practically homework to the instrumentalist, however they still piled it on the other students.

hullabaloo was extremely high in the Gryffindor plebeian elbow room the night before the first Quidditch match. No one was getting much homework done. The only one trying were a few 7th years and Rose, who was reading a Holy Writ with her fingers in her ears.

"Oi ! rosiness !"Albus called across the common room as he walked over to her,"You actually trying to get homework done ? Why do n't you strike a suspension ? You 've been studying all day."

"Yes, I know I have,"Rose said irritably,"We 've got a big history of illusion examination this workweek, you know. And we have n't even won the equal, so why celebrate yet ?"

"You know, you 're just like your mum,"Albus laughed as he left rose to her Holy Writ. He decided he 'd regain James and indirect request him good luck.

James was standing in the middle of the common room, surrounded by his blighter mate."James !"Albus shouted,"Could I have a news ?"

"Sure !"James shouted back, as he left the grouping,"What 's up ?"

"Just wanted to wish you luck, was n't trusted if I 'd see you before the match. You know, you 'll do fine,"Albus told his comrade."Are you nervous ?"

"A bit, yeah,"James responded,"It 's just everyone thinks I 'll be a nifty Seeker because Dad was, so I do n't want to disappoint them."

"You wo n't. I 've seen you play. You 're the effective Seeker this theatre has, that 's why you 're on the team,"Albus said reassuringly.

"I suppose. I guess I 'd meliorate get back to the squad, we 're talking scheme,"James told him.

"Ok, see you tomorrow."

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Albus was in good order that he was n't able to talk to James I before the match. Albus saw him briefly at breakfast, he was looking a bit ill and was n't eating anything. Shortly after Albus arrived at the table, however, the whole team left for the locker rooms. After eating some breakfast, Albus walked down to the pitch with John and Matt. They found themselves tooshie high in the stands next to Rose, Amanda, Janie, Marina, and Karina.

"Is Epistle of James nervous ?"Rose asked Albus.

"A bit, yeah, he 's afraid everyone 's going to compare him to Dad, so he 's afraid he 's going to let down everybody,"Albus told her.

"well, he wo n't,"rose said reassuringly.

"I know."

The atmospheric condition conditions could n't have been worse for a game of Quidditch. The wind and rainfall from the previous calendar week had not let up at all. Albus had a hard time seeing onto the pitch. visibility was terrible, so the looker had to mainly swear on the comment to tell them what was going on.

"Welcome to the first Quidditch compeer of the season !"a booming interpreter shouted. Albus recognized it as Lord Todd Smith, one of his cousin Sakartvelo 's friends."Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff !

"And here come the squad ! Gryffindor, Samantha Meyers, Ryan O'Malley, James ceramicist, Bradley Weasley, Fred Weasley, Georgia Weasley, and Heather Weasley. Blimey, that 's a lot of Weasleys ! Here are the Hufflepuffs ! Shawn Ames, Jason Bristol, Lisa Galivant, Jessica Harper, Andy Kaper, and Stacey Manson !

"maitre d'hotel Meyers and harper have shaken hands, and the Quaffle is up !"

14 players and prof Oteski rose up into the sky on their Calluna vulgaris. Albus could just make out the red robed Gryffindors and the chicken robed Hufflepuffs. Although he had no idea who was who.

"Gryffindor is in ownership of the Quaffle. Heather Weasley is storming up the lurch, headed for the Hufflepuff goal. Oh ! Saved by Keeper Bristol. Hufflepuff now in self-will. Nice beater work by Bradley Weasley, too bad Ames swerved just in meter to annul the bludger. And Hufflepuff scores !"

"Darn it !"Albus shouted. John and Matt were hissing at the Hufflepuffs.

"Fred Weasley is in self-will of the Quaffle, passes to Meyers, who then passes to broom Weasley and back to Fred. That 's the way to do it ! Confuse them ! Harper sends bludger to Fred, but it is intercepted by O'Malley ! Great job ! And Gryffindor scores !"

"Woohoo ! ! !"Albus shouted. Despite the rain, he was loving every minute of the game. Quidditch games always sounded so agitate when his dad told him about them, but Hogwarts games were much better in person. Albus had been to a few professional person games, but it somehow seemed undecomposed to watch a game that had your own family on the team.

The game continued on for what seemed like hr. The rain and wind had longsighted since made Albus 's hands benumbed. But he did n't care.

"Blimey, do you think this could go on all day ?"John asked as Hufflepuff scored.

"I sure hope so !"Matt shouted over the air current,"I 've been putting off an essay for Potions and have no urge to start it anytime soon. ``

"Matt ! You should have done that essay Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago,"rosiness scolded,"I hope it ends soon, I still have some more take to do do for chronicle of Magic."

"And ling Weasley scotch for Gryffindor !"Smith shouted,"The score is currently 100-90 Gryffindor. With no sign of the stool pigeon ! Both seeker are flying slowly around the sales pitch, eyes peeled for that golden ball. Of course of instruction, the big agitation this game is James II Potter, the new Gryffindor quester. His dad, Harry Potter, was one of the best Seekers Gryffindor mansion has ever seen. But will Saint James live up to his dad 's legacy ? just fourth dimension will secern. captain Meyers has been quite secretive about their practices and would not let anyone learn James fly until this match."

"Does Quidditch always last this retentive ?"Amanda asked Albus.

"Not usually, but they do deviate quite a bit. One world cup lasted over a month. All depends on the searcher and the weather, usually. Weather like this, who knows when the canary will be seen,"Albus explained.

"wellspring, I think I like watching Quidditch. form, I could never play. You saw me on my broom in flying lessons. The thing would n't get up in the air,"Amanda laughed.

The first years had had a few flying lessons over the past few week. Amanda was n't the worst in the class, but was n't having much luck with her broom. Albus was pretty trade good. Not as good as James, but he thought he might be capable to try out for chaser succeeding year when Samantha Meyers left.

"Gryffindor scores again ! Blimey, if the match goes on lots longer, we 'll be in for a Hogwarts record ! It 's past lunch metre, the match has been going on for 4 time of day in shell anyone had been wondering. Oh, look at this ! I think Galivant has seen the stoolie !"Smith shouted.

Indeed, she had. Lisa Galivant was flying directly towards the ground, where the picayune favorable winged orb was hovering. Henry James was flying a few human foot above her and noticed her dive. He quickly pulled his broom into a dive as well.

"And both Seekers are neck in neck opening, heading towards the ground, where the gilt sneak has been spotted ! Potter is now pulling ahead a little. Kaper is headed towards a bludger that is right wing above both searcher. And Kaper hits the bludger towards Potter, who has n't noticed it !"

whack ! The bludger collided with James 's skull, just as he reached for the canary. He fell, headfirst off his Scots heather from a height of 10 feet, and landed on the flat coat, not moving.

"James ! ! !"Albus shouted, as he tried to run past all the students who were standing up in their nates looking at the pitch.

"potter is knocked off his Calluna vulgaris by a bludger sent by Andy Kaper. Surely, Galivant has caught the sneak. But time lag, she 's landing empty-handed. Where is the canary ?"

Albus had managed to extricate himself from the tie-up, running onto the pitch, followed by can, Matt, Amanda, and rose.

"Jesse James !"Albus shouted again, as he ran towards the crowd of teachers surrounding his pal. He pushed his way in between Profesor Patil and prof Longbottom and saw his dad leaning down at Saint James the Apostle 's side. He had an extremely worried look on his face.

"I 'm taking him to the Hospital annex,"Harry told the instructor as he picked King James up. Harry started walking towards the castling. Albus ran after him, followed by his friends.

They burst through the wooden doorway and ran up the stairs to the Hospital annex. When they got inside, Harry deposited Saint James onto a bed. gentlewoman Pomfrey was striding towards them.

"wellspring, what 's happened ? Quidditch, right ?"she clicked her tongue,"Such a dangerous mutant. I do n't be intimate why they still allow it."She bustled over to James and examined him."Cracked skull. I 'll accept it mended in no time, but he 's unconscious, so it might be a while before he comes round."

The doors of the Hospital Wing fusillade open air and a few teachers made their way into the elbow room and stood by Harry.

madam Pomfrey ran over to a console and grabbed some potion to put on William James 's head. She went back over to James and started applying potion. Once she was done, she tapped her wand to his head and muttered a spell. She applied bandages and turned to his hand, which was clamped shut around something.

"Looks like he managed to catch the Snitch,"Madam Pomfrey announced as she pried the still struggling prosperous ball from his hand.

`` Wow, '' Harry smiled, `` That 's telling. '' He took the Snitch from Madam Pomfrey and pocketed it. Harry sat down on a chair next to James 's bed and started stroking his hair.

`` He 's going to be an incredible Seeker, '' Neville commented.

Albus walked over to the bed and sat down next to Harry."Is he going to be all right ?"Albus whispered.

"I think he 'll be mulct, Al,"Harry reassured Albus,"Although I ca n't say you it did n't scare off me one-half to death when I saw him settle from his Calluna vulgaris. I never really thought much about the dangers of Quidditch when I was playing it, but now that my own son is getting detriment ...."

Albus stared at his father."You 're not going to make him halt playacting, are you ?"

Harry laughed,"'Course not ! I 'd be the hypocrite of the one C. I just worry about him. I 'm certainly he 'll be fine, though. This certainly wo n't be his last Quidditch injury. I had my fair contribution. I 'm just in for a worrisome succeeding 6 years."

"more than than that, Dad,"Albus laughed,"I 'm going to try out for chaser succeeding year."

"And I 'm sure you 'll be great at it, Al. I 'll worry about you too. Although, seeker tend to get injured the most out of all the actor,"Harry got up from his chairwoman,"Well, I 've got to direct an owl to your mother. She insisted I tell her how the game went, although she wo n't be too happy once I 've told her. Why do n't you and your friends go down and have some dinner party ? It 's been a farsighted day,"Harry kissed James on the forehead and left the hospital Wing.

James did n't find consciousness until 3 Day after the match. Two daytime after that, lady Pomfrey allowed him to result the infirmary wing. He was thrilled that he had managed to grab the sneaker and win Gryffindor the lucifer, and was eager to secern the report over and over again to anyone who listened. Once James was out of the Hospital Wing, the Gryffindors had a loud and yob party until the wee hours of the cockcrow to fete the win.

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The next few workweek flew by for Albus and his friends. Their body of work payload was steadily increasing as fall full term drew to an end.

"Why did Patil have to pass us an essay due the same day Slughorn did ?"John asked disgustedly, one night in the coarse room.

"They always do that,"Albus groaned.

"Yeah, I 'm never going to get this potions done. Why ca n't they alternate days for homework giving ? It 's stupid, really. I think they must all compete to see who can give the most preparation,"John told Albus as he feverishly finished up his Transfiguration essay.

"even my dad is giving us a huge load. I thought he 'd go easygoing on us induce he used to recount me how much he hated how much homework he was given."

"Done !"can exclaimed, as he slammed his Transfiguration Word shut."Now, on to that potions essay."He dug around in his bag for his potions book."Could I borrow your government note, Rose ?"

"No, use your own notes,"Rose said coldly. Even she was faltering under the immense work load, and was huddled at a corner table which was buried under all her notes and books, doing her own potions essay.

"Ugh ! You know I do n't take distinction !"john groaned.

"Well, why not ?"Rose asked.

"'Cause it 's drill,"John explained,"Can I take over yours, Albus ?"

"Sure, they 're in my bag,"Albus told King John as he frantically finished up a History of Magic homework.

whoremaster dug around in Albus 's bag until he found the musical note."Thanks, mate ! Matt, do you take to use them, too ?"John Lackland looked over at his friend.

Matt was curled up in an armchair, wincing in pain.

"Hey, are you okay ?"John asked with a concerned tone on his typeface. He and Albus had been so preoccupied with their large amounts of homework that they had n't noticed mat leave the table.

"Huh ?"mat looked up, with his hired hand pressed to his head. He yawned."I guess I must be getting sick again. I think I 'll go to the hospital Wing."Matt stood up to leave, but he swayed on the office and had to lean on the armchair for support.

"Matt !"John ran over to his friend and grabbed his arm,"I 'll take you, approve ? You look like you 're about to return over."

"Okay, thanks,"Matt mumbled as the two of them left the common room.

Albus had stopped writing his essay and watched the two of them leave.

"I wish I knew some way to help him,"he murmured to Rose."He has n't even told us what disease he 's got. I wonder if it 's some really rarefied kind that not many hoi polloi have heard of."

Rose looked up."Is n't it obvious ?"

"What ?"

Rose got up from her table, walked over to Albus, and whispered in his ear."Have n't you noticed that he always gets retch during the full moonshine ? I realized that after he got grisly in Nov, and I 've been watching him the retiring few days."

Albus just looked at her with a lacuna look on his face."So ? And why would I pay attention to full lunation ?"

"Ugh !"rose wine groaned,"Put it together. I do n't want to say what I think it is powerful now with so many masses around. And you should pay attention to full Moon for Astronomy."

"Well, then let 's delay until they all go to bed. I 've certainly got enough homework to do between now and then,"Albus said impatiently.

"Fine, but it still seems obvious to me."

The cousin-german spent the next few hours working on their homework, waiting for the rough-cut room to discharge out. After a half minute or so, John came back. Albus filled him in on what pink wine said, and he had no idea what she could be on about. He got out his potions essay and continued to work on it. Eventually, around midnight, Albus, John, Rose, and Amanda were the only ones left in the common room.

"So,"Albus whispered,"What have you figured out ?"

"fountainhead,"blush wine said slowly, looking up from her Herbology recitation,"The clew are that mat always gets ill around the full moon lunar month, the few daylight before it he sleeps a lot and looks pallid than common. He always goes to the infirmary Wing the night of a full moon, and when he comes back, he usually is covered in cut and bruises."

"That 's causa he 's clumsy,"lavatory said confidently.

"That 's what he wants you to recollect ! Do n't you get it ?"rosiness shouted.

"livelihood your voice down, Rose, someone 'll wake up,"Amanda whispered,"Now what do you think Matt has ?"

"He 's a lycanthrope,"Rose said quietly.

"What ? !"trick shouted,"No way."

"Werewolf ? ! You mean, those are real ?"Amanda squeaked.

"'Course they 're real number, Amanda,"John told her,"So are lamia. Muggles just do n't call up they are."

`` The only thing I 'm still wondering about is why he does n't demand wolf's bane Potion, '' blush wine continued, `` You know, that potion Teddy 's dad took to keep him from harming himself and others. ``

Albus had started to pace the common elbow room."You know, rose wine, it fits, it really does. Matt sounds just like shimmy 's dad. But I do n't know. Why would n't he have taken the potion ?

"Of trend it fits ! I 've had a suspicion about it ever since October, but I wanted to hold back a few calendar month to be sure. I do n't have it away why he would n't admit the potion. But remember one of our first Night here and there was that frightful shrieking ?"pink wine asked.

"Yeah, I heard that,"Amanda told her.

"well, it must get come from the Shrieking shack. That 's where teddy 's dad went to transform when he was a student here. You can get in there from the Whomping willow, but I do n't make love how that works. flatness must go there to transform as well,"Rose explained.

"I wonder why he would n't take the potion ?"Albus wondered aloud as he continued to pace."Dad said shift 's dad always took it."

"I dunno, Albus,"Rose said sadly,"But I 've heard it 's really atrocious to transform if that potion is n't used."

"It fits, but I 'm still not sure enough. Are you absolutely sure ? I do n't do it if we should climb up to conclusions,"Albus responded.

"I 'm pretty sure. I mean, I 'm not plus, because I have n't heard him say it or seen him translate. But I 've read all about werewolves and Matt fits the description,"Rose persuaded.

"If it 's true, and I 'm not saying it is or it is n't, what are we going to tell him ? I mean, what if it is n't true, and we tell him we think he 's a werewolf ? He would n't be too happy,"John asked. He was sitting completely still in one of the armchairs, apparently in shock. Amanda was doing the same.

"I do n't think we should say anything. Especially since we 're not entirely sure as shooting,"Albus stated, while looking warily at rose. Rose rolled her optic."We wo n't tell him we know. He obviously does n't require us to sleep together. Otherwise, he 'd have told us himself, if it 's true. I 'm sure he 'll tell us what disease he has when he 's ready."

"But what if he does n't ?"Amanda asked,"I do n't know anything about wolfman, but he probably does n't require anyone to know."

"That 's probably true. whiz have n't treated loup-garou very well. Teddy 's dad could n't get a job after he was done at Hogwarts. He did wield to get a job as dada instructor here, but he quit once people found out he was a lycanthrope because parents would n't want him teaching their tike,"Rose told Amanda,"It 's sad, really. wolfman are harmless while they 're not transformed."

"He 's probably afraid what we would think,"John the Divine said,"If he 's a werewolf, that is. I say we keep track of when he transforms."

"commodity estimate. But if it turns out we 're right and he still does n't tell us, I guess we 'll have to let him know that we know,"Albus said.

"Yeah, I suppose we will,"John agreed.

"Oh, and mine and Rose 's Uncle note was bit by a werewolf, but the wolfman was n't transformed at the time. Uncle Bill 's not a werewolf, but I suppose I could ask him some questions over Christmas Break, to try and get some more information,"Albus told everyone.

"Good mind, Albus ! I 'll ask him with you,"Rose exclaimed, while walking over to the dormitory door."I think we should probably go to bed. Good nighttime, everyone."

"Night,"Albus, Amanda, and Saint John the Apostle responded.

Albus walked up the stair to his dormitory. He could not stop thinking about lustrelessness. How could he be a wolfman ? Who bit him ? When ? Albus knew werewolf were perfectly harmless as long as they were n't transformed, but the idea still troubled him. Teddy 's dad had been his grandpa 's ally at schoolhouse, and he had been his dad 's papa teacher when he was in schooltime. He had died in the battle against Voldemort. If only he could blab to him. Ask him doubt about it. Was there anything Albus could do ?

Albus got into bed and pondered these enquiry. Eventually, he fell into a restless eternal sleep. He started out dreaming about failing a good luck charm psychometric test and Professor Washburn chasing him through the castle with a beater 's bat. But soon, the aspiration shifted and became the nightmare that had plagued him since the beginning week of school.

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A/N : Please refresh ! No revue from the last chapter, but thanks to my baby, Dancer of Starlight for reading this and giving me her opinion.

Disclaimer- Like usual, I do n't own Harry ceramicist or anything else you recognize.

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Chapter 7 : Dueling and hold

Harry was sitting in a benighted evacuate way. A man in a disconsolate cloak appeared next to him.

"He will return,"the man said.

"Who ?"Harry asked."Voldemort ? That 's not possible, I made sure of that."

"He 's coming. He 'll find a way. He will return."

"No, he wo n't !"Harry shouted.

"He will deliver, he will riposte, he will return ...."the man said over and over again.
Harry awoke with a head start, he sat up in bed, breathing fast. That was odd. Harry had not had a aspiration that seemed so real since before Voldemort had died. But Harry could n't possibly be seeing affair through Voldemort anymore, not if he was numb.

Harry got up and paced the room. What did the ambition mean ? Was someone trying to contribute Voldemort back to lifespan ? And was that even possible ? And why would he be dreaming about it ? Harry did n't think so. Then it hit him, he remembered that Albus had had the same ambition months ago ! Did this mean something ? Was there something significant about their dreams ? Or were they just dreams ?

Harry walked over to his wardrobe and got out his cloak. He had to discuss this with someone. As much as he thought that the dreams were just dreams, his gut told him they meant something. Harry remembered that Ron was stationed in Hogsmeade tonight. Ever since professor Torro was murdered, Harry was having an Auror stationed in Hogsmeade at all prison term. Something just did n't sit right with him about that murder.

Harry quietly left his office and walked into the corridor. It seemed deserted, which was n't strange since it was one o'clock in the morning. Harry started to walk down the corridor. He turned a corner and nearly bumped into someone.

"Who 's there ?"the person shouted and pointed his wand at Harry."thrower ? What are you doing out so late ?"

"The same could be said of you, Washburn,"Harry responded."Put your baton away."

Washburn stowed his baton back in his cloak."What are you doing wandering the halls at this minute ? I now see where Albus gets his ideas about recently night strolls from."

"It 's none of your job, but I need to discuss something with somebody,"Harry growled."And what are you doing ? Plotting ways to put my Logos in detention ? I know you 've got something against them, and I will find out out what."

"I 've aught against your sons, thrower, they just seem to misbehave more than the mean educatee,"Washburn sneered at Harry.

"Saint James the Apostle, yes, I 'll think that. He seems to train after his Uncle George and his grandfather,"Harry agreed,"But Albus ? He has only ever gotten detainment from you, Washburn. All the other professor say he 's quieten in class."

"Maybe in their classes. He 's always making problem in mine. He talks while I 'm talking, irritates the other students, does n't do his homework, and does n't take heed to me. Not to mention the time he set me on fervor !"Washburn shouted.

"hold your voice down, you 'll wake the whole palace,"Harry whispered,"And why on terra firma would Albus only do that stuff and nonsense in your class, Washburn ?"

"How should I know how a delinquent 's intellect works ? Maybe you should ask him,"Washburn spat.

"Just remember, I 'm watching you, Washburn. So are the early prof,"Harry told him,"Now if you 'll excuse me, I have some business to pay heed to."Harry strode past Washburn and ignored any further communication endeavor from him.

There was something suspicious about Washburn, Harry thought. He had never met the man before starting as a teacher at Hogwarts. But for some cause Washburn seemed to dislike Harry as soon as they met. Maybe it was because James misbehaved so much in class finish yr ? Is that why he hates Albus as well ? Harry did not cognise, but he hoped to find out.

Harry found Ron standing near The Three broom handle."Hey, Ron."

Ron jumped."Blimey, Harry, you scared me !"Ron whispered as he lowered his wand.

"Sorry. I 've got to talk to you about something,"Harry whispered back.

"What is it ?"Ron asked.

Harry relayed both his and Albus 's dreams to Ron."And when Albus told me about his dream, I just thought it was a nightmare, but it seems odd that we would both have the Lapplander dream."

"How could you both have the same ambition ?"Ron questioned.

"No estimation. The only thing I could retrieve of is that someone is using Legilimency on both of us."

"well, it 's possible. You 've never been very good at Occlumency, have you ? And Albus has certainly never used it. Plus whoever is doing it must be middling stupid. Why would someone works that pipe dream in your head if they wanted to do something evil ? Why would n't they just read your mind and be done with it ?,"Ron reasoned.

"Yeah, that 's what I thought of, too. Who would want me to know they 're reading my mind and make me intend Voldemort is coming back ? It would also have to think of individual 's either getting into the palace at night or it 's a instructor or educatee,"Harry said worriedly.

"wellspring, I have n't seen anyone near the castle undercoat tonight and how could they get past the aegis ?"Ron asked.

"I know, that 's what makes me think it 's a student or teacher. And no scholar would be able to do Legilimency like that. Maybe a 7th yr could, if they studied and practiced enough,"Harry told Ron.

"well, whoever 's doing it, it 's pretty worrisome,"Ron stated.

"I know. And what about the dream itself ? I mean, if somebody is making Albus and I dream this, then they must be trying to convey back Voldemort."

"But how on earth could they do that ?"Ron asked.

"I 'm not sure, exactly. But I have a hunch. The Resurrection of Christ I. F. Stone,"Harry replied.

"But that does n't really bring people back."

"I know, but it does bring back a chassis of them that only the person with the stone can see. And you can talk to them. I talked to my parents, Sirius, and lupin with it, call up ?"Harry explained.

"Yeah, that 's honest. If whoever 's doing this had the rock, then they 'd be able to talk to Voldemort ?"Ron asked,"Blimey, that 's scary. But how could they witness the Oliver Stone ? Us and Hermione are the only ace who know where it is."

"I know, but if they 're using Legilimency, then they 'd be able to find out from me,"Harry said quietly.

"Well, what are we going to do ?"Ron asked nervously.

"I do n't know, Ron, I really do n't,"Harry confessed,"I 'm going to have to suppose of a plan. If someone 's been reading my mind, then they might 've already seen where the gemstone is. I think I 'll have to increase the protective cover near the forest. I 'll assign Thomas More Aurors to Hogsmeade. Ask Hagrid if he 's mark anything fishy happening in or around the forest."

"strait salutary. But whatever you do, I think it might be best for you to at least try to use Occlumency again,"Ron suggested.

"I know, I 'll try. I 've gotten better over the years, and hopefully it 'll be good enough,"Harry replied.

"What are you going to tell Albus ?"Ron asked.

"Nothing. He still thinks the pipe dream means nothing and it 's better that way. He 'd be so scared if he knew what was going on. Plus, we never told the kids about the Hallows. I wanted to wait until they were elderly. Did n't want them blabbing about them to half the schooling. You know how King James is."

"I know, that 's why I never told Rose or Victor Hugo either,"Ron agreed.

"fountainhead, I 'd better get back up to the schoolhouse. preserve your eyes peeled and your scepter out. As Mad-Eye would cause said, 'Constant vigilance'. We still do n't really have it off that it 's a student or teacher yet, and I 'd prefer not to have to get going questioning my colleagues."

"All right, Harry, you 're the foreman,"Ron joked."Good night, then."

"'Night."

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The next few mean solar day passed quickly. Albus, whoremaster, Rose, and Amanda visited Matt in the hospital wing a few times but cypher mentioned the conversation about him being a werewolf. Instead they just talked about what had been going on in stratum. lusterlessness left the hospital wing one dawning a duad daylight later and met his friends in the Great dorm for breakfast. Again, nobody mentioned the conversation from the wax moon.

Albus looked up from his pledge for a few seconds and noticed that Quinton Willinson was striding over to the Gryffindor table with a smug face on his face. What did he want ?

"supposition what, Potty ?"Quinton leered at Albus."Slughorn 's having a Christmas political party. Have you heard ? Just told me about it yesterday."

"So ?"Albus said flatly, not looking up from his porridge.

"So, are you going then ?"Quinton laughed."Are we going to be treated to yet another Potty display ?"

James walked into the Great Hall and immediately noticed Quinton near his brother. He ran over to see what was going on.

"What are you doing here ?"James asked, crossing his branch across his chest.

"Ah, the older Potty ! What a pleasance to have them both here at once,"Quinton said excitedly,"I was just telling your dear buddy about Slughorn 's Christmas party. I was merely wondering if he would be attending."

"That 's none of your concern,"St. James glared at Quinton.

"volition you be going as well ?"Quinton asked, ignoring James II 's comment."Then we could have a bleed comment about your Quidditch skills as well as listen to your chum 's outbursts !"

"Shut it !"James shouted, turning beet red and drawing his wand.

"James ! It 's ok, just cut him,"Albus told his brother.

"No, it 's no ok,"James responded.

"Going to duel me, Potty ? I can take both of you,"Quinton drew his wand and pointed it at James.

"Bet you ca n't read us as well,"John said as he and matte both drew their wands.

"Easy,"Quinton snorted.

"What is going on here ? Dueling at breakfast ?"Professor Washburn walked over to the table and sneered at James.

"No, Professor, just defending my comrade,"James responded.

"I believe that qualifies as dueling, Potter,"Washburn bickering,"Detention for you and your comrade, plus Brickston and Eckerton as well. And 50 breaker point from Gryffindor."

Saint James gaped at him."But what about Willinson ? He started it ! And Albus does n't even have his wand drawn ! He did n't do anything."

"I 'd suggest you shut your mouth, Potter, or I 'll get to it 2 detentions,"Washburn growled as he walked up to the faculty table."I 'll tell you all the date and time in your next magical spell class. And I do n't care if you have Quidditch practice during the clip of detention."

"Well, I guess I 'll see you at Slughorn 's party, then,"Quinton told them as he walked back to the Slytherin table.

"This is ridiculous !"Epistle of James shouted,"We did n't do anything ! He hates me, I tell you."

"I know, he hates me too,"Albus agreed,"And I have n't even done anything to him. I 've had a detainment a calendar week from him."

"Quidditch praxis is tonight at 7 ! He better not make it tonight !"St. James groaned.

"Wonder what he 'll have us do ?"John asked.

"Dunno ? He usually has me do personal line of credit, while he glares at me,"Albus told him.

"I hate lines,"Matt sighed,"They 're so boring."

"fountainhead, there 's a lot uncollectible detentions than lines,"James II told him.

"True. Blimey, look at the prison term !"matte shouted as he glanced at his lookout man."We 're going to be late for papa !"

lustrelessness, Albus, and John the Divine got up from the table and murmured rushed sayonara to James River, who was rushing off to History of thaumaturgy. Albus noticed that the girlfriend had already left for class.

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"Well, that was boring, John groaned as he, Albus, and Matt left pappa a while later,"Why do we have to interpret about the tour before we get to do them !"

"Because otherwise you wo n't read what the charm does and what the tip of it is,"Rose said, exasperatingly. She was often explaining the point of reading to John.

"I 'd rather translate in dada than do spells in appeal,"Albus sighed. The Gryffindors were on their way to their to the lowest degree favorite class.

"Me, too,"matt agreed,"And we 'll be learning what our detainment will comprise of."

"Ugh ! I 've done way too many detentions with Washburn,"Albus groaned."And you can bet that he 'll purposely have us doing the detention while James is supposed to have Quidditch practice."

"Of row,"flatness agreed, as he pushed open the door to the magic spell classroom. The boys walked inside and found their usual table at the spinal column of the room.

Washburn stormed into the room a few minutes later, he was obviously in a bad temper."Today we 'll be starting to larn how to give a strawberry base on balls across the table. It 's not very hard, if you 've been practicing the conjuration and reading up on it."Washburn swished his baton and a strawberry appeared in front of each student."well, get to it then !"

John looked at Albus,"You been practicing or reading up on this, Ilex paraguariensis ?"

"Nope, how about you ?"

"'Course not,"John laughed."Looks like Rose has, though."

Albus looked over at the table rose was sharing with Marina and Karina. Sure enough, her hemangioma simplex was walking across the table. Washburn, who had been glaring at the students from behind his desk, got up and strode over to Rose.

"Apparently soul in this class has shown that they might have a small bit of gift,"he spat at blush wine."I suppose if this were any early category, Gryffindor may possess gotten a few percentage point. But I, on the other hand, do n't believe this is very remarkable, considering you 've supposedly been studying this for a few days and every one of you should be capable of doing what Miss Weasley 's done. Now, back to work !"

"Blimey, he 's mad,"St. John whispered to Albus and Matt.

"Sure is, I mean, pink wine did a good job. None of us can do it,"matt agreed.

Albus looked around the way and noticed that most of the class 's strawberries were not so a lot as moving a leafage. A few of them had made a decrepit endeavour to axial motion over, but that was it. As the category progressed, Washburn started to stand behind the back board and glower as Albus, Matt, and John tried to make their strawberry mark walk. By the end of the class, they had made no progress whatsoever.

"Pathetic !"he shouted,"For homework, write a foot-long essay on the right way to earn a piece of fruit walkway, due on Friday. And Potter, Eckerton, and Brickston come up here to order your detention."

The rest of the class stared at Albus, matt, and privy as they left the way. The three son walked slowly up to Washburn 's desk after the residuum of the stratum had left.

"Your detention will be this Sabbatum, at noon. You will meet me in the Great Granville Stanley Hall, where you will be polishing the portrait frames, house points hourglasses, and whatever else needs cleanup. ceramicist, you tell your Brother this, I expect him there as well, despite his Quidditch pattern,"Washburn barked,"You 're dismissed."

Albus, Matt, and John ran out of Washburn 's way as fast as they could. They went straight to the Great Hall for lunch.

"Blimey, he was angry about something today,"matt groaned as he helped himself to some potatoes.

"Yeah, but I wonder why he wants us to clean for our detainment ?"Albus wondered."He 's always had me do lines, before."

"Bet he thinks it 'll be funny, watching us clean-living. Plus, it 's a Saturday, there 'll be lots of multitude around to stare at us. He 'll probably savor our mortification,"John said.

"What are you talking about ?"James asked as he sat down next to John.

"detention. Saturday at noon, cleaning in the Entrance Hall,"Albus told him.

"Bloody sin ! I 've got Quidditch praxis at noon !"King James shouted as he slammed his goblet on the table.

"I know, that 's probably why he made the hold then,"Albus said.

"He hates us, I swear he does,"James growled,"He 's always hated Gryffindors, that 's a known fact, but he seems to hate us more than everyone else."

"Do n't you think it 's a bit foreign ?"Albus asked.

"Not really. Some teachers just do n't care sealed pupil,"John explained,"'Course, the students never really find out why."

"sucking, though. I mean, what if he 's always giving me detention during Quidditch practice ? This 'll be the 4th practice session I 've missed for Washburn 's detainment. Samantha wo n't be too happy about it."

"You 'll just have to watch yourself around him. Do n't say a word during his category,"Albus advised.

"I know, I 've been doing that since beginning of last year,"James explained,"After I set off a dungbomb during the second class."

"Well, that 's why he hates you !"Matt laughed,"And he probably thinks Albus is just ilk you."

"He does,"Albus groaned.

"I guess I 'd better be off to class,"James told them as he got up from his bum."See you lot later."

"Bye,"Albus told his crony. He turned to John and mat."I guess we 'd better go too."

"Yeah, probably. double over potions,"John said as he got up.

"Ugh, just what I need. Slughorn 'll probably pay for me to his Christmas party."

Sure enough, at the end of family, Slughorn asked Albus and rosebush to see him after everyone left.

"We 'll expect for you,"John told Albus. He, lusterlessness, and Amanda waited at the backbone of the room.

"Albus and rose wine !"Slughorn beckoned them to his desk,"Great job, today, great job. Both of your potions were superb !"

"Thanks,"Albus muttered.

"It was a challenge, but I think I did all right !"rose wine said excitedly.

"well, as you both probably know, I 'm having a little Christmas company on the last day of terminus. You are both ask in, of course of study, and may bring client. I hope to see you there ! I have some interesting people coming that I 'm sure you 'd like to suffer !"

"Who ?"Albus asked warily.

"Oh, do n't want to spoil the surprise !"Slughorn laughed,"I 'll see you later, then !"

"So, you going to go ?"John asked Albus nervously as they walked out of the dungeon.

"No way,"Albus mumbled.

"well, person told me your dad 's going,"rosiness said,"So you might accept to go."

"I do n't care."

"Oh, come on, Albus ! What if he has really smashing famous citizenry there ! I heard once he had some Quidditch actor come !"St. John the Apostle told him.

"I really do n't think anyone would start anything with Uncle Harry there,"Rose said reassuringly.

"Well, maybe not. But what about Willinson ?"Albus asked.

"He 's a git, but he wo n't do anything with your dad around. Washburn may hand Slytherins exceptional handling, but professor ceramist does n't,"matte said confidently.

"If you do go, can I be your guest ?"Amanda asked,"I 've never been to one."

"You can be my node, Amanda,"Rose told her,"I told you I 'd take you to the next one after I took Janie to the Halloween one."

"Oh, yeah."

"amercement, if you guys want to go so badly, I 'll go, but if anyone starts anything, I 'm leaving,"Albus said flatly.

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Before Albus knew it, Sabbatum had arrived and so did detention with Washburn. Albus was used to Washburn 's custody, but he had never had to do one that was n't lines before. He was a bit nervous about what the detention would call for and about having to do it in public.

When Albus, John, and lusterlessness arrived in the Great Hall, neither King James I nor Washburn were there yet."James II better get here before Washburn does,"Albus said nervously.

"Yeah, Washburn 'll give him another custody if he 's late,"Matt agreed.

At that here and now, James came bursting through the oak doors."Oh, serious, he 's not here yet !"

"You 're lucky,"lav told him.

"What is Potter lucky about ?"a inhuman voice from behind John said.

John turned around to see Washburn staring down at him."Nothing, Professor."

"Good,"Washburn spat."Now, if you 'll each take a bottleful of cleaner and a rag, we can get started."He gestured to a bucket of cleanup supplies at his understructure."We 'll be doing Muggle cleaning. I want you each to get out by polishing the House points hourglasses. They must be spotless."

Albus, King James, lav, and Matt each took a rag and started to refine the hourglasses. Washburn paced behind them, staring at each one in act. Every once and a while, he would inspect the cleanliness of the hourglasses.

"You missed a spot, Potter,"Washburn growled at Albus.

While the male child were polishing the hourglasses, respective students and professor would walk by and stare at them. Much to Albus 's disgust, Quinton Willinson passed by a lot.

"Oh, looking, throne 's doing his detention for trying to duel with me,"Quinton laughed,"funny remark how he thought he could actually duel me."

Albus just ignored his taunt and rubbed the Hufflepuff hourglass even harder.

"That wretched git,"St. John the Apostle whispered to Albus."If any of us taunted him in detention, we 'd get a custody ourselves."

"Yeah, and he had his wand drawn, too,"Matt agreed,"Washburn seems to like him best."

"No surprisal there,"Albus told them as he scrubbed a particularly refractory part of dirt."They 're both horrible."

"I just bid it had been some early teacher who passed by our table that break of the day,"John groaned,"Then Willinson would have got at least go hold, too."

"Get back to study, thrower !"Washburn shouted at James, who had stopped polishing the Gryffindor hourglass and was resting his head on it.

"Something amiss, King James ?"Albus whispered.

"I dunno. My head just felt funny all of a sudden."

"D'you think you 're ill or something ?"Albus asked,"Maybe you should go to the hospital Wing."

"Nah, Washburn would never let me. He 'd consider I was faking. I used way too many Skiving Snackboxes in his class finish year."

"Yeah, but if you 're really ill, he 'll consume to let you go,"Albus said with a feeling of concern on his face.

"I know, but he 'd urinate me do the detention over again."

"Shut up, Potters ! Both of you back to act or I 'll give you another detention !"Washburn screamed.

For the balance of the detainment, Epistle of James was very placidity. The son worked until two o'clock, at which point all four hourglasses were cleaner than they had been in year.

"I think you should go to the Hospital Wing,"Albus told James.

"Yeah, probably,"St. James agreed.

"I need to go, too,"John told them,"My hand feels like it 's going to fall down off ! I hate Muggle cleaning."

"Me, too,"Matt agreed, while rubbing his hand.

"I doubt ma'am Pomfrey will fix it, though,"Albus told them,"She usually does n't do that after teacher make us do Muggle cleaning."

John and lusterlessness decided to go with Albus and William James to the Hospital Wing anyway. When they got there, Madam Pomfrey was already tending to Omar Bradley Weasley, who had taken a bludger to the arm during Quidditch practice.

"Yes, yes, what is it ?"Madam Pomfrey asked the boys.

"Well, I was doing Muggle cleanup for Washburn 's detention-"Jesse James started to say, but gentlewoman Pomfrey cut him off.

"You know I do n't fix aching hired man due to detentions ! If I did, you would n't memorise anything from them !"

"It 's not that. I was polishing the Gryffindor hourglass, and my header felt fishy all of a sudden. It was n't like a headache. I 've never felt that way before. I kept seeing my own memories."

brothel keeper Pomfrey quickly looked up from Bradley and bustled over to James."Really ? Well, that sounds an awful lot like someone was using Legilimency on you."

"What ?"James shouted.

"somebody was reading your mind. That 's why you were seeing your own storage,"Madam Pomfrey explained,"Who else was in the Great Hall with you ?"

"Well, Washburn of course,"Albus told her. Henry James appeared to be in impact and could n't speak."And Quinton Willinson, a couple of his friends, the Gryffindor Quidditch team, a smorgasbord of Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws I do n't bonk, a few other professors. They all wandered in and out of the Great Hall."

lady Pomfrey sighed."That does n't really help oneself any. We really do n't get any way to know who was doing it. Seeing as you 're not really ill, there 's not much I can do for you. But I will inform the schoolmaster and your father about this."

James had found his vocalisation again."Okay."

madam Pomfrey went back to tending to Bradley, and James, Albus, John, and Matt left the room.

"That 's so strange,"James told them,"Why would anyone want to record my psyche ?"

"No thought,"Albus shrugged.

"I bet it was Willinson,"John the Divine growled."What a git."

"Yeah, he was probably just doing it to frighten off you,"lustrelessness agreed.

"Was he even in the elbow room when your head felt amusing ?"Albus asked.

"I do n't really commend,"Saint James told him.

"well, I bet Dad 'll contract upkeep of it,"Albus reassured his brother.

"I guess,"Jesse James said distractedly,"I think I 'm going to go back to the common room."

"okeh, see you at dinner,"Albus waved goodbye as he, Matt, and John walked back down the stair so they could enjoy the new fallen snow.

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A/N : Hope you enjoyed it ! That one was retentive than usual, but if I split it up, it would have been two extremely short chapters. Please leave a review and I will answer it ! Thanks as always to Dancer Of Starlight for reading this before I posted and to my chum and former sister who are not on HPFF.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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Chapter 8 : political party and Pranks

During the next few week, the teacher had increased their homework, each insisting that the scholar needed to increase their examine time. Albus found himself doing homework every day after dinner, and finding it hard to bear time to have snow ball fights outside.

Albus had n't forgotten about his cleaning detention with Washburn, and was doing even more to try to stay away from him. During class, Albus would n't even depend at Washburn. He did not say a single word during good luck charm anymore. No more talking to John and Matt while they were practicing making yield walk across their desks.

Albus had noticed that Saint James the Apostle had changed since the detention. He was quieter, and often sat in a corner of the vulgar elbow room with their first cousin Cedric and Ben, whereas he used to be at the midpoint of attention, talking about Quidditch friction match. Albus guessed he was still scared about what happened during detention. Albus had n't mentioned the incident to anyone, so only him, John, and Matt knew. Of course, James had told Cedric, Ben, and his friend Nathan, but Albus rarely noticed them talking about it. He was also a bit afraid of what the incident meant, but not nearly as practically as James was.

Before they knew it, Christmas holiday was upon them. There was one day left, which was the day of Slughorn 's Christmas Day party. The entire schoolhouse was talking about it, and covetous students who had not received invitations were constantly dropping confidential information to ask for students about going with them. Albus would feature gladly given up his invitation, but since all his full cousin, St. James the Apostle, and his dad were going, he had to go too.

Albus, John, and matte had decided they should go a little later than the company actually started, so they could try to slip in unnoticed. toilet in particular, was very commove about going.

"Which Quidditch musician do you think Slughorn 's invited ?"he asked as they walked down to the dungeons.

"Dunno. Maybe he 's invited a couple !"Matt responded excitedly.

"Yeah ! I sure hope so,"Saint John the Apostle said.

"shot we 're about to find out,"Albus told them as he opened the threshold and walked into the keep. It was packed. Albus noticed virtually of his cousins, with their flame red pilus. The few who had not inherited the hair were blending in with everyone else.

"Blimey ! How are we supposed to find the Quidditch musician with all these mass here ?"can exclaimed.

"No musical theme. How about we head for the food and hope we find them on the way ?"mat asked.

"strait good. C'mon, Albus,"bathroom said as he pushed through people to get to the food. Albus and Matt followed.

"You see Willinson anywhere ?"Albus whispered.

"No, but it 's heavy to tell if he 's here or not,"can answered.

"I 'm surely he 's here somewhere. Keep your center peeled for him,"Albus told his Friend."I 've got to detain away from him."

When the boy arrived at the nutrient board, they saw that pink wine and Amanda were already there."Hi. Did you just get here ?"rosebush asked.

"Yup, wanted to slip in unnoticed,"Albus told her as he grabbed a home and started filling it."Seen anyone interesting yet ?"

"Yeah, actually. The rumor about the Quidditch participant was right,"rose wine responded.

"Really ! ? Who 's here ?"can shouted, as he scanned the crowd.

"Oliver Wood. He used to be steward for Puddlemere United,"Rose told him.

"I know who he played for, Rose. He 's really here ? That 's brainy. Puddlemere United 's my team,"St. John the Apostle told them.

"We know, you 've told us a million times,"rose wine said exasperatingly.

"Who else ?"Albus asked.

"capital of Montana Yaspies, current chaser for Chudley Cannons,"Amanda told them.

matte started choking and spat out his mouthful of butterbeer. Albus slapped him on the book binding."You okay, mate ?"

"I 'm fine !"lustrelessness coughed,"The Chudley Cannons are my team ! I 've got to find her ! Anyone got a quill for an autograph ?"

rose wine laughed."You guys are crazy."

"Nothing crazy about wanting to meet your darling Quidditch player,"trick told her."Blimey, Oliver Sir Henry Joseph Wood ..."

"I ever tell you that my dad used to play on the Gryffindor team with Oliver Ellen Price Wood ?"Albus asked John.

This time it was King John 's turn to spit out his butterbeer."No ! You never did ! Why not ?"

Albus laughed."You never asked. Anyway, he was headwaiter when my dad joined the team in his first twelvemonth. They played on the team together until my dad 's third year."

"Blimey ! That 's vivid ! So, you could give birth met him ?"whoremaster asked.

"I have,"Albus smiled.

"You 're kidding !"John shouted,"wellspring, what are we waiting for ? Go enter me !"

Albus laughed."Ok, let 's go find him. You want to occur, rose and Amanda ?"

blush wine sighed,"Sure, I guess."

"Any hazard you know capital of Montana Yaspies ?"mat asked.

"Nope, sorry. Never met her,"Albus told his friend as they maneuvered their way through the crowd.

"There he is, Albus !"John shouted, pointing to the back of the elbow room."He 's talking to your dad."

Albus made his way to the back of the room, his admirer following behind him. The room was slightly less crowded in the back. There was still no sign of Willinson.

"Hi, Al !"Harry waved at Albus.

"Hi, Dad."

"What 's up ? Enjoying the party ? I know you 're not a fan of these, but thanks for coming,"Harry told Albus. He bent down so only Albus could pick up what he next said,"You know, I was n't a fan of these either, when I was in Hogwarts."

"How are you, Albus ? Enjoying schooling ?"Oliver asked.

"Yeah, it 's great !"Albus responded."These are my acquaintance, John Brickston- he 's a big Puddlemere United admirer, Matt Eckerton, and Amanda Tagger."

"Hi, skillful to meet you,"King Oliver told Albus 's friends."So, you support Puddlemere United, John ?"

"Yeah !"John shouted, his eyes lit up."I 've been to a few matches. I saw you in the last one you played in ! I was 9, but I remember it like it was yesterday. Such spectacular saves."

Oliver laughed,"That was a good game. I 'm glad you enjoyed it."

"It was awful !"John said.

A marvellous brunette came walking over to the mathematical group, carrying a low boy on her hip. A piddling girl was trailing behind her with a home of Christmas biscuits.

"Hey, heather mixture,"Oliver put his arm around the womanhood."John, matt, Amanda, this is my wife, ling. And this,"King Oliver took the little boy from his wife and put him on his shoulder joint,"is my 2 year old son, Alex. And my daughter, Holly who is 6."

"Hi,"John and matt said together.

"I stopped playing Keeper shortly after Alex was born. Could n't keep up all the traveling with 2 kids."

"I remember that,"John the Divine told him,"I was kinda mad, but was just happy I got to see your last match."

Joseph Oliver laughed,"I understand. I would have been mad if I were you, too. But I 've got mellow hopes for little Alex here. He can already fly his toy broom expertly. And Holly 's already flying a real broom !"Oliver beamed, he was obviously proud of his kids.

"That 's pretty neat !"matte replied,"My mum would n't let me on a ling until I was 9."

"Buddy Holly was on one at 5. But just because you start late does n't entail you 'll be a bad Quidditch actor,"Oliver explained,"looking at at your DADA teacher ! Had n't set one leg over a broom until he was 11."

"Yeah, but I 'm rubbish at Quidditch,"Matt told him.

"Hey, Mr. Wood, could you sign my Quaffle ?"John produced a Quaffle from his bag and held it out to Oliver.

"You brought a Quaffle ? !"Rose exclaimed.

"'Course ! After hearing those rumor, how could I not bring one ?"

"Sure, I 'll signalise it,"Oliver took the Quaffle and signed it with a quill that he pulled out of his robes. He then handed it back to John.

"Thank you,"King John whispered, as he stared in awe at the Quaffle.

"How 'bout you, matte ?"Oliver asked,"You want an autograph ?"

"Sure ! But I do n't have a Quaffle."

"That 's OK. I 've got some lambskin,"Oliver signed some parchment and gave it to Matt.

"Thanks !"Matt pocketed the parchment.

Alex started whining."Hungy, hungy !"

"wellspring, boys, I 've got to go get some nutrient for lilliputian Alex, here,"Joseph Oliver told them,"Enjoy the party !"He and Heather walked towards the solid food tabular array with Holly behind them.

"Wow, just wow,"John the Divine told his Quaker,"That was so cool."

"I 'll say,"lustrelessness replied.

"I ca n't believe you two know him !"Saint John told Albus and Rose.

Rose rolled her middle,"It 's no big deal."

"You just do n't like Quidditch that much,"Albus told her,"It 's reason you 're horrible on a broom."

"Shut it, Albus,"Rose glared at him.

"Where 's Helena Yaspies ?"John scanned the gang,"Any of you lot seen her ?"

"Nope, not yet,"Albus told them.

"No, but look over there near Slughorn 's desk. It 's Willinson,"Matt whispred.

Albus groaned.

"Excellent !"King John grinned.

"What ?"Albus looked at him like he was crazy,"Why on earthly concern do you want to see him ?"

"I 've been plotting a short trick,"John whispred,"C'mere."He pulled them behind a board and they all crouched down. bathroom pulled a box out of his bag."This is an Exploding Eclair."

"What ?"Amanda asked.

"Exploding Eclair,"John repeated,"I bought it through owl-order from your uncle 's store, Albus."

"What are you going to do with it ?"Albus eyed him warily, he happened to have been on the receiving end of an Exploding Eclair at the folk dinner before start of terminal figure. His cousin, Tom Bradley, had done it.

"Plant it on Willinson 's photographic plate,"lav told them,"But I 'll want your aid. When Willinson sets his dental plate down, take the air by him. Close enough that he can see you, but far enough that he 'll have to leave his scale unattended. Then I 'll put the eclair on it. And when he bites into it, bam ! It 'll explode."

"Brilliant !"matte shouted.

"I dunno. It 'll cause him literal mad,"Albus said.

"But he wo n't have it away it 's us ! That 's the beauty of it. There 's so many people here,"John explained,"But to be on the safe position, we 'll go away right after. We do n't want to last out if he 's here anyway."

"True,"Albus agreed.

"Everyone in, then ?"privy asked, grinning.

"Yep,"they all stated.

"Then let 's go,"John the Evangelist got up from under the mesa and his Quaker followed. Willinson was still by the desk, so Albus, lusterlessness, Amanda, and rose headed over. They walked next to the solid food table and waited until Willinson noticed them. It did n't accept long. He spotted them, smirked, and set down his food for thought. Albus saw John close in on his plate.

"hullo, Potty, Weasel, and companionship,"Willinson glared,"Enjoying the party ? I 'm just waiting until the minute you explode again, Potty."

"Willinson,"Albus snarled,"I 'm not planning on exploding. Are you ?"

"'Course not. When have I ever exploded ? You on the other script,"Willinson laughed,"Do n't care the popularity, do you, baby crapper ?"

"Shut it,"Matt stepped towards Willinson.

"What 're you going to do about it, Shrimp ?"Willinson towered over mat by at least a foot.

"You think I 'd tell you what I 'd do ? opine I 'm stupid ? If I told you, you 'd know how to block it,"flatness growled.

"I doubt there 's a oath you know that I do n't know how to block."

"Probably, but I know you would n't start up anything with prof ceramicist a few groundwork away,"Matt jerked his headland in the focus of Harry.

At that moment, Albus looked over and saw John. John winked at him and walked away from Willinson 's plate.

"fountainhead, I think I 've had sufficiency of your company tonight, Willinson,"Albus annonced,"Have a horrible Christmas."Albus started to walk towards John, and his friends followed.

"Got it planted, then ?"Albus asked when they reached John.

"Yup,"John gave him a thumbs up,"We 're on."

They walked over to the room access of the dungeon so they could bunk easily if needed. Willinson picked up his dental plate and wandered back over to his booster. As they were talking, he picked up the eclair and bit into it.

The explosion was amazing. As soon as Willinson bit the eclair, ointment exploded all over his face and in a 2 foot radius around him. A few bystanders were hit as well. It did n't seem possible that that much pick could fit in one eclair.

"Bloody infernal region !"Willinson shouted, and the entirely dungeon went silent. Everyone looked at Willinson and started laughing.

Willinson looked around the room and his gaze fell on Albus."I 'll get you for this, Potty,"he seethed as he stormed out of the dungeon.

"That was bloody brilliant,"whoremonger said once Willinson had disappeared into the hallway.

"Yeah, it was !"Matt agreed.

The girls and Albus nodded."But he said he 'd get us. We 'd better be on the lookout. He knows it was us,"Albus told them.

"He ca n't experience it was us !"lustrelessness said.

"Yeah, I guess. But he 'd still get us even if he does n't know who did it,"Albus reasoned.

"But it 's Christmas break tomorrow, so it does n't matter !"St. John grinned.

"I suppose you 're right,"Albus smiled,"But let 's get to the uncouth room anyway. His friends agreed, and the five of them made their way to Gryffindor tower.

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It was still early when they made it back to the common room, so it was quite crowded. However, Amanda spotted a few hot seat in the book binding for them to occupy.

"So, who 's excited about Christmastime ?"john asked,"I sure am, I could use a breakage from studying."

"You 're not going to get a break,"Rose told him,"We 've got wads of homework."

"Way to put a damper on matter, Rose,"John Lackland answered,"But at least there 's no social class !"

"I 'm looking forward to Xmas,"Albus said,"I love Christmas."

"What do you usually do for the vacation ?"Amanda asked.

"Oh, it 's great ! We all go to my grandma and grandpa 's household. Everyone. My family unit, Rose 's family, all our aunty, uncles, and full cousin. Plus Teddy and his granny. It 's pretty crowded, but it 's still fun. I love it. Usually someone winds up having too very much to booze and there 's rafts of laugh played on people,"Albus said excitedly.

"Yeah, it 's jolly neat. We do n't all stay the solid disruption, though. Because near of us have other family to visit. My category usually stays until a few days after Christmas and then we spend the rest period of the vacation with my mum 's parents,"Rose explained,"But Albus 's family spends the whole fault at the Burrow, that 's what we call my grandparents'house."

"Yep. But most of our first cousin go straight to the tunnel from Hogwarts. My syndicate always goes habitation first, to visit my grandparents'Graf. We always do that on Christmas Eve. Dad 's been going ever since he was 17, every twelvemonth on Xmas Eve. Then we get the Burrow belated that night."

"What do you do you lot do for Yule ?"blush wine asked.

"Oh, I love Christmas too,"privy smiled,"We stay at my planetary house and my aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents all come over. They never all come at the same time, though, so it gets pretty crazy. My mum junkie out because she never knows how much to falsify. And usually someone starts arguing about something, but it 's all right hand. My family line loves to argue, but we never get genuine mad at each other."

"speech sound pretty cool. You have a lot of cousin, John ?"Amanda asked.

"A comely sum of money. Most of them are all younger than me, though. 'Course that means they 're slap-up to play tricks on,"trick laughed.

"fountainhead, my house celebrates Chanukkah,"Amanda told everyone.

"Oh, that 's corking,"Albus told her.

"Yeah, it 's good. I 'm just glad Hannukah is late this twelvemonth, so I 'll be menage for it. Sometimes it 's at the end of November. But anyway, I have a pretty lowly house. Just 3 cousins and my aunty and uncle. And my slight brother and older babe. My cousins usually come over for two daylight or so and we all exchange present. It 's tranquility, but fun."

"Sounds fun,"bathroom agreed,"But I love my huge loudly phratry. What do you do, Matt ? You 've been awful quiet."

lustrelessness looked up from the table."Christmas has never been all that fun for me, I guess. We usually go down to Commonwealth of Australia to visit my grandparents."

"That sounds like fun to me,"John told Matt.

"Well, it 's not. I do n't wish Australia. That 's where-"But Matt suddenly stopped talking.

"Where what ?"John asked.

"nil, nil. It 's just, that 's where I, er, got sick for the first clock time. You know, how I get mad so much."

"Oh."

"Yeah, anyway, well, we visit my grandparents. My parents, me and my sister go. My mum 's a muggle born, and we visit her parents. It 's always very evening gown when we visit them. They 're plenteous and stuck up. Never let me do anything there. I have to just sit still and they 're always staring at me. Guess they do n't want me to ruin anything. Luckily we only visit them at Christmas. I do n't give any cousin-german. My dad 's got a brother, but he 's living in the States, so we do n't see him much either. We sometimes visit him over the summer. My dad 's parents died a long time ago, before I was born. So I do n't have much phratry. I just wish we 'd spend Christmas at home."

Albus, John, Amanda, and Rose just looked at Matt."I 'm blue, Matt. I wish you had a adept Christmas,"blush wine said sympathetically.

"Why do n't you spend Christmas with us ?"Albus asked,"No one will remark another person in the Burrow."

"That 's a great idea !"pink wine shouted.

"I dunno. I do n't consider my parents will let me. Especially this short notice,"Matt looked down glumly."My mum likes all of us to be together on Christmas. She seems to intend every year it will be different. That my grandparents will loosen up. But they never do."

"Blimey,"lav whispered,"That stinks."

"I know,"mat agreed.

At that mo, James came bursting in with his supporter, Nathan. They both made a beeline for Albus 's table.

"Was it really you ?"James II shouted breathlessly,"Did you give Willinson the Exploding Eclair ?"

John grinned."It was my idea."

"Brilliant, just brilliant,"James I smiled,"The look on his look ..."

"Yeah, but you lot had better watch out when you succeeding see him. He seemed to live it was you,"Nathan told them.

"I 'm not worried,"John the Evangelist answered,"He 'll probably forget about it over Christmas."

"I sure hope so,"Albus stated. He looked at his spotter. It was midnight."well, I 'm off to bed. I 'll see you guys in the morning.

"We 'd all better go to bed,"Rose stood up,"I think the gearing is leaving at high noon tomorrow."

Albus got up out of his chair and headed to the staircase. He could n't wait to go to the burrow. He missed being surrounded by his household all the time. He missed his grandmother 's cooking. Thoughts of the pleasant-tasting food filed his head as he drifted off into a pleasant, dreamless sleep.

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A/N : Hope you guys like it ! Please read and retrospect. Thanks as always to Dancer Of Starlight and my other sister and brother. Also, thanks to faggot and teddysxxgirl for their review article ! Next chapter is Christmas Eve.

know this chapter is short, but I did n't desire to combine it with anything else. It stands on its own.
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"Lily !"Harry shouted into the living room,"Are you ready to go ? All packed ?"Harry was standing with Ginny in forepart of the front room access, with a couple proboscis and grip at his animal foot. St. James the Apostle and Albus were standing nearby, having a blade fighting with a couple fake wand. Albus 's sceptre turned into a fake parrot and emitted a flashy squawking noise.

"Albus ! James II !"Ginny scolded them,"Behave yourselves."James and Albus quickly stowed the wand and parrot into their trunks.

A small, red-headed daughter walked into the room, trailing a pinko rolling suitcase."Are we leaving now ?"

"Yes, we are. What were you doing in there, dear ?"Ginny asked.

"I was packing. I could n't receive all my Wendy Witch dolls and had to look all over the house for them."

Jesse James laughed."Do you have to take them everywhere ?"

"Of course I do ! I could n't leave any of them rest home. It would n't be bonny,"Lily explained. Albus and St. James laughed even harder."Mum ! Tell them to shut up."

"Boys, be gracious to your sister. Now, does everyone take everything ? I 'm sending the body to the burrow and we wo n't be coming back after we visit Godric 's hole,"Ginny informed them.

"Yes, we 've got everything,"Albus told them.

"Good,"Ginny waved her wand and the trunks and suitcases disappeared,"Now, then, it 's metre to go. Lily, take my arm. Boys, claim your father's."And with a loud crack, the potter family disappeared from their house.

A few seconds later, they reappeared in a field a picayune manner away from a small-scale town. The sun was setting and their was wise C. P. Snow on the primer coat. From the field, Harry could see flyspeck people walking along the streets.

"pop, why do we have to walk so far ?"Lily whined,"Why ca n't we just Apparate in Town ?"

"I 've told you before, Lily, we ca n't let the Muggles see us,"Harry explained.

"But I 'm tired."

"Oh, shut it, Lily,"James snapped at his sister,"It 's not that far."

"Is, too,"Lily stomped away from him.

James reached down and made a snowball and then threw it at the back of his sister 's head.

"Ow ! ! !"Lily screeched and ran to Harry.

James River and Albus started laughing."Good one, Epistle of James,"Albus gave his blood brother a high five.

"Boys !"Harry shouted,"Enough ! Lily, it 's not that much further. I 'll gestate you."Harry picked up his daughter, who started sobbing into his jacket.

"She 's really tired,"Harry whispered to Ginny.

"I know. She 's been really excited about you and the boy coming home for the holiday. She 's been up until midnight every Night the past week,"Ginny said.

"She wo n't be getting much slumber for the next calendar week either, staying at the tunnel,"Harry told Ginny.

"That 's for sure."

As the thrower folk moved into the Town, some the great unwashed occasionally stopped to stare at them. A few stopped to say hello, but hurried off quickly. Others completely ignored them. Many multitude were finishing up last minute shopping or hurrying off to church.

The footling Christian church was already total of people singing. The Potters could take heed the carols as they walked by. They crunched through the snow in silence. Even James and Albus were restrained. Lily had fallen asleep on Harry 's shoulder shortly after he picked her up. Harry appreciated how his child were always behaved when he visited his parents graves. It was sorting of an unuttered thing. He had never once had to tell them to behave themselves in the burial site. The kids would fight and bicker along the streets in the small town, but would always get along once they entered the cemetery.

Harry walked into the memorial park, with Ginny, James, and Albus following him. As he walked the associate way of life to his parents tomb, he thought about his previous visits. There was the first visit, of course. He could n't leave that. Voldemort had showed up and tried to kill him. Ever since then, he had been visiting every Halloween and every Christmas Eve. He had taken Ginny once they were married, and the tyke once they were born. Harry always felt sad when he visited, but this year he felt worried as well. Who was attempting to read his and his tyke'minds ? What about the mysterious death of Professor Torro ?

Harry made his way towards his parents'grave accent and stopped in front of it. He bent down and put his script over the epithet. James and Lily Potter.

Before the ruin of Voldemort, mysterious deaths were expected. Of course, nowadays, there were execution every once and a patch. These were usually attributed to Death feeder still at large or witches or wizards who believed in Voldemort 's ideals. Harry or one of the other Aurors usually caught them quickly and they were in Azakaban at the moment. Harry had had Aurors on the case of Torro ever since Sept, but there were still no lead story. This reminded him of very much of the days when Voldemort was at large.

What was he supposed to do ? He was doing all he could to beguile Torro 's killer. He could n't help but think the death was somehow related to the legilimency that was being performed on him, Saint James the Apostle, and Albus. And what could he do to aid reassure his sons ? The other teachers had told Harry that Saint James was more subdued in class ever since the episode during his detainment with Washburn. James was obviously quite apprehensive about it. Albus was, too. Harry had met with Ron shortly afterward and neither of them could issue forth up with any new idea of who did it. It must possess either been a student or a teacher. As very much as Harry hated to do it, he realized he was going to have to investigate his co-worker. Ginny was worried, too. However, she believed that the male child were safe with Harry at the castling. Harry knew she took consolation in knowing he was near them at all times. Harry only wished he felt as confident in his abilities as Ginny did.

Ginny knelt down side by side to Harry and wordlessly took the sleeping Lily from his arms. Harry reached into his cloak and pulled out a sweetness of lilies. He bent down again and placed them in front man of the grave stone. Harry stood up and looked at the grave, his eyes glistening with weeping.

"Happy Christmastime, Mum and Dad,"Harry whispered. Ginny put her arm around Harry, and the two of them turned around and headed out of the graveyard, with St. James the Apostle and Albus in their wake.
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Longer chapter is coming up next ! It 'll be Dec 25 at the tunnel. Thanks as always to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my other sister, and my comrade. Thanks as well to siriusgirl1 for reviewing. Please read and review !

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A little while later, the ceramicist phratry appeared in the curtilage behind the burrow. They walked up to the backward doorway and Harry opened it. He walked inside, followed by his family, and saw the usual pandemonium. The full Weasley family was standing inside. It was a sea of flaming red hair. Most of the children had inherited the Weasley red haircloth. The few exceptions were Albus, who looked just like Harry, and Victoire and Gabrielle, who had their mother 's silvery blond whisker.

"Mum, make him give it back !"six-year-old Lindy shouted as her brother held her doll in the air.

"Cedric ! pass on her back her wench !"Corrine Weasley yelled at her son. He reluctantly handed Lindy her dame and ran from the room.

The tunnel was crammed with the great unwashed. There did n't appear to be room for anyone else. Teddy lupine was currently entertaining the young Weasley children by changing his auricle and pilus colouring material. The older nipper were eating various sweet and talking about all sorts of affair. Many of the grownup were drinking eggnog and getting louder and louder by the minute.

Ron was the first to find the thrower."Oi ! Harry 's here !"he shouted and ran towards the threshold,"Hi Harry ! Great to see you, mate !"

"Hey, Ron !"

"Harry, Ginny !"molly Weasley came bustling into the kitchen,"come in, come in ! Are you hungry ? Want any swither ?"

"Sure,"Harry told her and he sat down at the board next to Ginny. mollie went over to the stove and got five bowls of stew.

"This is outstanding, Mum, thanks,"Ginny told Molly.

Albus and St. James were already digging into their stew. Lily ate a few snack and then ran off to see her cousins, apparently not tired at all anymore.

"wellspring, everyone 's here,"Molly told them,"They 're all in the living elbow room. I do n't sleep together if we 'll ever get the kids to bed."

"It 's Yuletide Eve, do n't even bother,"Harry laughed.

Albus finished his sweat and got up from the table. He went into the living room with James and found Rose, along with his cousin-german Bradley, Cedric, Ben, and Saint Mark sitting together on the floor. Cedric and Ben were second twelvemonth, and Bradley and Mark were third years.

"What 's new ?"Albus asked.

"Oh, not a lot,"Ben told him,"Uncle George I and Uncle Charlie are somewhat drunk. Grammy is trying to get the younger Thomas Kyd in bed. All the aunty are talking about all variety of poppycock. My dad, Uncle Percy, Uncle Ron, and granddaddy are all drinking eggnog and eating cookies over there,"he pointed to a few chairman grouped together around a low table."And let 's see, Teddy and Victoire were snogging earlier. It was pretty gross. Who wants to see their sis snogging someone ? Grammy made them stop. Now Teddy 's changing his hair color all the clip for the entertainment of the little kids, which is making it hard for Grammy to get them to go to bed."

James and Albus laughed."Should be an interesting holiday,"St. James said,"What have you lot been up to ?"

"Oh, not much, just talking about Quidditch,"Cedric said,"Oh, and rosebush is trying to get some studying done."

"rose ! We 're on holiday !"James looked shocked,"Now 's not the time to study !"

"fountainhead, you 'll be scrambling to get your body of work done on the stopping point day, like always. Maybe you should read tonight, too."

"You 'll never get anything done with all this noise,"Cedric told her."What 's up with you, James II and Albus ?"

"Oh, not much. Lily 's been complaining a lot. She got really mad when I threw a play false glob at her while we were walking into Godric 's holler,"King James I told them.

"Yeah, she 's been sort of a infliction, and we 've only been on holiday for a day !"Albus said as he snatched a cooky from a nearby record."I 'm for sure going to enjoy this time off, though. I have n't gone a week without custody in ages."

"Me too !"William James agreed,"I need a gap from Washburn, he 's crazy."

"Definitely,"Thomas Bradley agreed,"You 've missed so much Quidditch practice session because of him."

"He hates me, I tell you. Hates Albus, too."

"Remember that dung turkey in first twelvemonth, James ?"Cedric asked.

"Yeah, how could I forget that ? That 's when he started hating me,"James reminisced."Did n't learn many charms that year due to the amount of times I used nosebleed nougats."

"I 'm hoping I get new Snackboxes for Christmas this year,"Cedric told them,"I 'm running out. Ca n't wait till future year and I can go buy them at Hogsmeade."

"Definitely. Hogwarts wo n't screw what hit it when we 're capable to buy prank stuff all the time,"Epistle of James laughed.

"Going to Hogsmeade 's great,"Deutsche Mark chimed in,"I 've bought so many sweetness at Honeydukes this year."

"Not to mention everything else there. Like the terzetto broom handle. What a cracking place. And the Shrieking Shack. You know it 's shrieking again this class,"Tom Bradley added.

Albus and Rose glanced at each other nervously.

"Yeah, I 've heard it. But I wonder why ? It has n't shrieked since teddy bear 's dad was at Hogwarts,"James wondered aloud.

"You do n't think-"Cedric started to say, but was cut off by Molly.

"If you 're not in Hogwarts yet, it 's time for bed !"she shouted,"It 's nearly midnight, way past your bedtimes. Go on ! Lily, Hugo, Angie, Samantha, lindy, and Eddie ! Bed !"

"But Grammy !"Lily whined,"I do n't wan na ! I 'm not a little kid !"

"No buts, Lily, bed, now !"

Lily pouted and then stomped up the step to the way she shared with Angie, Samantha, and Lindy.

"I see what you mean about Lily,"Cedric told James and Albus.

"Yup, she 's been doing it all evening. Dad actually carried her at Godric 's hollow. And she fell asleep on his berm. 'Course now she does n't want to go to bed, image,"Epistle of James said.

"So, what does everyone think the chances of England making it to the World Cup next year ?"Albus asked quickly, before everyone could return to the issue of the screaming Shack.

"Ugh !"rose sighed,"cover to Quidditch again."She pulled out her written matter of The Standard ledger of trance, Grade One and continued reading.

The subject of Quidditch carried the boys the eternal rest of the dark and Albus was very relieved that no one mentioned the Shrieking hovel again. After a while, Molly decided it was clock time for everyone else to go to bed, too. Henry James, Bradley, Cedric, Mark, Ben, and Albus were all sharing Ron 's old bedroom on the top trading floor. They trudged up the stairs while continuing their Quidditch conversation. When they reached the elbow room, they found three sets of bunk beds crammed into the room, just as they were every former Yule. It was a bit cramped, but they all had sufficiency way. Albus climbed into the bottom of the bunk he shared with James and fell into a reposeful sleep.

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"Albus ! waken up ! It 's Christmas !"a sharp voice screamed as Albus opened his eyes. He sat up and bumped his straits on the bed above him.

"Ouch !"Albus rubbed his aching pass. He had forgotten he was at the burrow."What is it ?"

"It 's Christmas, Albus !"Lily screeched.

"What time is it ? Is anyone else up ?"

"It 's six in the dawn !"Lily said excitedly."I 'm the first one up. expect, you 've got presents !"Lily pointed at the galvanic pile near the animal foot of Albus 's bed.

"Excellent ! Looks like a good load this year,"Albus smiled."Have you opened yours ?"

"Not yet. I think I will now, though !"Lily grinned and ran from the room.

Albus heard stirring from the bed above him."You up, St. James ?"

"Yeah, I am now. She 's always the first one up on Christmas,"King James yawned.

"I know, she 's even up before the twins, Angie, and Eddie,"Albus laughed."Well, mine as well get started on the present !"

Albus crawled to the end of his bed and examined his present tense. He picked up a vauntingly, soft package and knew what it was before even opening it. He tore off the wrap and unfolded a scarlet jumper with a Gryffindor lion on it. Albus knew he 'd be getting one of these this class. His gran always knitted everyone a sweater every year, but for each kid 's first year at Hogwarts, they got a Gryffindor sweater. Albus pulled his over his head and smiled."What sweater did you get this year, James ?"

"orange red with a amber fink,"James told Albus,"You get the Gryffindor one ?"

"Yup."Albus reached for his next present. It was from his Uncle George and auntie Alicia. He opened it up and found a Skiving Snackbox. He grinned. He never had much use for these sweets before, but now that he was at Hogwarts, they would definitely come in handy."What 'd you get from Uncle George III ?"

"Extendable Ears,"James II responded.

The next present was in the shape of a book. Albus knew it was from his Aunt Hermione before he even looked at the tag. When he unwrapped it, he found it was Hogwarts, A History. Albus laughed. James had gotten the Sami account book last year.

"Did you get Hogwarts, A History ?"James asked.

"Yeah, how 'd you screw ?"Albus sniggered. The adjacent package was from his Uncle Ron, a box of Honeydukes sweets.

Albus reached into his tidy sum of presents and found the one from his parents. It was a long rectangular box. Albus opened it and found a dragon tegument wand cover. It was orange red and embossed with gilded Leo the Lion. Albus stared at it in awe. He had seen one of these in Diagon alley when he was there buying his school supplies. He had wanted it, but his dad had said no. It came with a small bottleful of wand burnish."What 'd you get from Mum and Dad ?"

"Have n't opened theirs yet,"James said,"Lem me find it."Albus heard rustling from the bed above and ripping newspaper publisher. Then quiet."Wow ! This is awesome ! They got me a baton book binding !"

"Me too !"Albus exclaimed,"What 's yours have on it ?"

"canary ! It 's like my perspirer, vermilion with gold Snitches."

"Mine 's scarlet with atomic number 79 lions."

"Pretty telling,"James said.

"Yeah,"Albus agreed.

Albus continued opening his presents until there were none left. He got a lot of sweets and Weasley 's mavin Wheezes products. He also got a few books, including Quidditch in the Twentieth Century. But his best-loved nowadays was his verge cover version, he kept staring at it. When Bradley, Cedric, Mark, and Ben woke up, they opened their own presents.

By the prison term the boy had all finished opening their presents, everyone else in the house was up. When they went downstairs they found Molly cooking breakfast. All the other grownup were sitting around the table talking and having coffee and tea. The unseasoned kids were running around playing with their present tense. The older child were all clustered around one of the armchairs in the bread and butter room. The male child went over to investigate.

"What 's going on over here ?"James I asked, while squeezing in between Henry M. Stanley and Fred.

"Georgia 's gotten a new broom !"Fred exclaimed."Newest model, a Firebolt 3000."

"Oh, wow !"James IV exclaimed,"Can I touch it ?"

"Sure,"Peach State was sitting in the armchiar, with her new broom resting on her lap. Everyone was admiring it.

"This is so cool,"Heather gazed at the broom,"Wait 'till the Slytherins see we have one of these on our team."

"Yeah !"Fred agreed,"Supposed to be the fastest ling yet. Just came out hold up week."

"Can I fly it later ?"King James I asked.

"Yeah, sure, but I want to try it out first,"Empire State of the South laughed,"We 'll go out after breakfast."

"Do you hump if anyone else has one at Hogwarts yet ?"Bradley asked.

"No, I do n't think anyone else has one !"Georgia said.

"Wow, delay 'till everyone finds out it 's my sister who got the first Firebolt 3000,"Bradley sighed,"But I do compliments I got one."

"well, I was riding a nimbus 2000. You 've got a steady Firebolt."

"I know, but I hope I get one for my birthday."

"Breakfast is ready !"Molly called into the room.

Everyone scrambled into the kitchen and got plateful of food. There was n't enough room at the tabular array for everyone to eat at. The kid all went back into the life room to eat. Albus sat down future to Lily, who was playing with her new toys and eating at the Lapp time.

"What 'd you get, Lily ?"Albus asked his sister.

"New My Little Hippogriffs,"she told him, gesturing to her toys."And a stuffed owl, which I named Hedwig. Some candy, a few fake wands, a jumper, some socks, a duo books, and a Gryffindor hat and scarf."

"That 's good,"Albus responded, as he started eating his bollock. rose came and sat down next to Albus.

"Hi, Rose. You get good nowadays ?"

"Yeah, I got a lot of record book !"she told him.

"I got a few Quran. But the effective affair is my new wand cover,"Albus grinned,"It 's upstairs, I 'll show it to you later."

"Wow, that 's neat."

"Did you see Sakartvelo 's new broom ?"Albus asked,"Its only been out a week. She 's probably one of the number one to get one."

"Yeah, I saw it. It 's pretty impressive. You going to try it out ? ``

"Definitely. It 's got to be gravid to fly. Maybe I 'll be capable to get a broom next summer. I 'm trying out for chaser next twelvemonth,"Albus told her.

"I 'm sure you 'll get it,"rosebush told him as she ate her toast.

"I dunno. I mean, there 's only one pursuer perspective opening up adjacent year. Samantha 'll be leaving. I bet Georgia 'll be made Captain."

"Probably. She 's the next oldest. And she 's a trade good loss leader,"Rose agreed.

"summation she 's got the safe broomstick ever !"Albus said.

"True,"Rose said,"But just because you 've got a full ling, does n't mean you 're a proficient captain."

"Yeah, but GA 's a great player. Her new broom will only make her better. Slytherin wo n't stand a chance. I think we 're playing them shortly after we go back in January,"Albus told Rose."You gon na try out the broom ?"

"Probably not. I 'm not very skillful and I would n't want to break it."

"I doubt you 'd crash it. You 're an ok aviator,"Albus told her."But I 'm definitely trying it."

"Let 's go romp Quidditch !"Empire State of the South stood up and held her heather over her head. Everyone who had been eating breakfast dropped their shell and either stormed up to the bedroom to get their own brooms or ran out into the field of view that was used for Quidditch exercise. Albus, since he did not own his own broomstick, went directly outside. Sakartvelo had already ran out the door and was standing in the middle of the flying field, with a vast grin on her face.

"Ready, Albus ?"she asked.

"Definitely ! I ca n't hold back !"he told her, and he looked over to the rear threshold of the sign of the zodiac. James, and everyone else who had their own broom had come out and were running over to the field.

"Can I try it after you ?"Teddy shouted from behind everyone else.

"Sure !"Georgia shouted back.

"Then me !"James waved his arms around.

"And me !"Fred screamed.

"Me !"heather mixture pushed her way in front of Fred, trying to lug him.

"Shut it !"Georgia shouted over the stochasticity,"Everyone will get a turn ! But right now, I 'm flying it !"Georgia mounted her heather and kicked off from the ground. The speed was amazing. She could bring in turns at top speed and brake seconds before she would have crashed into the ground.

"Wow !"Saint James the Apostle screamed excitedly."That 's magnificent !"Everyone started talking at once and Albus was not able to get to out anything. GA flew around the field for 15 instant before landing beside her siblings and cousin-german. She dismounted and handed the broom to slip.

"Thanks !"teddy bear grinned and changed his hair to red. He flew into the air did a series of twisting and good turn. He flew for about ten minute of arc and landed succeeding to Sakartvelo."Wow, I wish I 'd had that when I was seeker, we never would birth lost a equal !"

"We barely lost a peer anyway,"Georgia laughed. She took the heather and handed it to William James. For the next two hours, everyone took a turn on the broom. Even Rose got into the spirit of thing and flew around for a few minutes. After everyone had had a bout, Georgia decided to unionise a Quidditch match.

"Ok, I 'll be captain of my team and Teddy can captain the other team,"Georgia decided. The two captains took turns picking their team and eventually their were two teams of six participant each. As there were n't sufficiency players for good teams, six player for each had to work. Sakartvelo 's team consisted of James, Bradley, Cedric, John Rowlands, and Gabriella. Teddy 's team consisted of Heather, Fred, Victoire, Ben, and grade. Since Albus did not cause a Scots heather, he could n't play. He and Rose watched from the sidelines, while the younger nipper played in the snow nearby.

"That was close conclusion night, about the shriek Shack, I mean,"Albus whispered to Rose.

"I know,"she whispered back,"Everyone 's suspicious about it. I hear people whispering about it sometimes in the Great Hall."

"That means Matt 's audience it, too,"Albus groaned,"It 's got to be frightful for him."

"DOE this mean you definitely believe he 's a werewolf, then ?"Rose asked.

"I 'm not totally confident, but it does seem that way. I do n't intend I 'll be fully convinced until I hear him say so himself."

"I suppose you 're right, but I 'm reasonably sure of it,"Rose told him.

"How 'd you get hold out, anyway ? How do you know so practically about lycanthrope ?"Albus asked.

"I 've read about them, of form. Once I found out that slip 's dad was a werewolf, I read all about them in Mum and Dad 's old school books,"rose said.

"Oh, yeah, that makes sense. You for certain do interpret a lot."

"I know,"pink wine agreed, as she pulled her copy of Hogwarts, A History, out of her jacket.

"You got that for Christmas, too ?"Albus questioned.

"Yup, it 's quite interest. I 'm already on chapter three."

"I have n't even started reading it yet."

Rose laughed and opened up her Good Book. Albus looked out towards the field and watched the rest of the Quidditch mate. It was a pretty ripe match. Quite dissimilar than Hogwarts peer, though. There was no reader, so a few controversy erupted. After an hour or so, shimmy caught the Snitch and his team won. Albus and his cousins trooped back into the business firm, snowy, wet, and cold. It was almost time for Christmas Day supper, and Molly was cooking in the kitchen, with assist from Ginny and Fleur. Albus ran up to the top bedroom and got out his new Quidditch book and say it until supper was ready.

Christmas Day supper was always an interesting event at the Burrow. The kitchen table was not big enough to sit down everyone, so usually the younger tyke sat there, while the previous minor and the grownup found seats in the sustenance room. There was always a lot of nutrient, too. The food for thought was kept in the kitchen and people got up to get some when they wanted it. As Albus was walking into the kitchen, he distinctly saw James sneaking around the living room doing something with one of the arm chairs.

Sure enough, after Albus sat down at the tabular array and started eating his food, he heard a scream from the living room. He jumped up from his chair and followed his cousin into the room.

"What was that ? !"Harry shouted, looking down at the hot seat he had been sitting in.

Molly came into the way and pushed past Albus."Jesse James Dog Star potter ! What did you do ?"

Saint James the Apostle looked sheepishly at her,"How did you jazz it was me ? You did n't see it happen."

"I raised your Uncle Saint George ! I know a shamed looking at when I see one,"Molly screamed at him,"What did you do ?"

"Shocking Seat,"James River explained,"It 's a little thing you hide on a chairman and gives a mild galvanic stupor to the mortal who sits in it."

Harry started laughing,"And I suppose it 's from your shop, George ?"

"Yup, newest production. Just came out a few weeks ago. I got James a few for Christmas. thought process he 'd like them,"George told him.

"I 'd say he does like them,"Harry grinned,"Just do n't use them on any teachers."

"Too late. I just did,"James laughed. Everyone else started laughing as well, except Molly, who went back into the kitchen.

The relief of supper went by with only a few tiddler pranks. Someone snuck a Ton Tongue Toffee into Albus 's pudding and his lingua grew two feet before Harry found out and deposit it for him. A few looking glass exploded and a few bowls of soup crashed to the primer coat, mostly because Francis Edgar Stanley had just turned seventeen and wanted to use conjuring trick to bring things to the table for people. Eventually, everyone had enough to eat and they migrated into the keep room. The grownup had all had quite a bit of eggnog and fervour whiskey and were not paying a totally lot of attending to the kids. This enabled chemise and Victoire to sneak off into the kitchen, to be alone.

Albus and Rose decided to play champion 's chess. Lily and Hugo sat down to view. It did n't ingest spring up too long to perplex Albus. rosiness was very good at chess and she was much better than Albus. After that, the four of them played a few rounds of Exploding crack, most of which Albus won.

Eventually, mollie decided it was fourth dimension for everyone to go to bed. Albus climbed slowly up the stairs and got into his meaninglessness. He was very fatigue. It had been a great Yule. With his breadbasket good and his middle well-chosen, Albus fell into a deep sleep.

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A/N : Hope you liked it ! I wrote this before Jo posted the Weasley/Potter family tree, so that 's why I made up my own Weasley cousins. Although I did guess correctly that James II 's in-between name is Sirius ! I know it 's a bit confusing with the declamatory amount of full cousin I made up, so I 'll try and post a family Tree with one of the forthcoming chapters.

As always, thanks to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my other sister, and my bro. Thanks also to inkheart for their reviews. Please read and review !

Disclaimer- As usual, I do not own Harry Potter.

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fisticuffs Day was usually a lazy day at the tunnel. Everyone slept belated and ate whatever whenever they wanted. Albus awoke around noon, and found that a few of his aunt, uncles, and cousins were getting make to allow for. His Uncle George and aunt Alicia and their kids were getting fix to leave to impose Alicia 's parents. His Uncle Charlie and aunty Katherine and their kids were also leaving to bring down other family.

"Bye, guys,"Albus waved as his Uncle Charlie stepped into the fireplace with Eddie.

"Bye, Albus,"Charlie waved back,"Have a respectable time at school."

Albus walked into the kitchen and found blush wine sitting at the board reading Hogwarts, A History. Hugo was also there.

"Morning, Rose,"he said as he sat down future to her.

"Hi,"she said, not looking up from her book.

Albus went to the counter and made some toast. Hugo got up from the table and ran into the life room. When Albus brought his breakfast back to the table, Rose had set her book down.

"Good, he left,"Rose whispered,"I want to blab out to you about Matt."

"What about him ?"

"His little 'problem',"blush wine said,"Listen, I went snooping around Grandpa 's field of study this morning while everyone was asleep. I want to do some more research about lycanthropy."

"Well, did you find anything ?"Albus asked eagerly.

"Yeah, I did. I found a few books that have information in them. I took them and hid them in my torso upstairs. Now that ling 's left to see her other grandparents, I 've got my room to myself. We can go read them after we 're done eating."

"speech sound proficient,"Albus whispered back,"And we 've got to ask Uncle Bill about it too."

"I know, I 've thought of that too. We 'll ask tomorrow. There 'll be less mass. Uncle Bill, aunt Fleur, Victoire, Gabriella, and Ben are n't leaving until day after tomorrow. Uncle Walker Percy, auntie Corrine, GA, Omar Bradley, Cedric, and the similitude are leaving tomorrow. I do n't want to be overheard."

"Good thinking,"Albus said as he took a pungency out of his pledge. At that bit, St. James, Cedric, Bradley, and Ben came in.

"What were you two talking about ?"Saint James the Apostle asked, as he stole a musical composition of Albus 's toast.

"Nothing,"Albus said abruptly.

St. James looked at him warily,"Hmm, well, we 're going to go meet Quidditch. You want to see ?"

rose wine looked at Albus."Um, no, me and Rose have, er, homework to do."

James laughed."There 's peck of time left to do homework. Oh, well, lawsuit yourself."Jame shoved the last bit of his toast into his back talk and he, Cedric, and Ben went outside.

"That was closing,"Rose whispered,"We ca n't let anyone find out. Are you ready ?"

"Yeah,"Albus said as he got up from the board. rosiness got up, too, and Albus followed her to the bedroom she stayed in. They went inside and Rose closed the door quietly. She went over to her trunk, pulled out a few heavy playscript, and dumped them on her bed.

"If anyone bursts in and expect us what we 're doing, we say it 's homework,"rose told Albus. She picked up a book and handed it to him."Here you go. Just look through it and interpret anything you find about werewolves."

Albus took the Word of God and looked at it. It was entitled Bodoni Magical Remedies. He opened it to the index finger and looked for 'werewolf', but it was n't there. However, 'wolfsbane'was. There was a whole chapter on it. Albus turned to the chapter and briefly leafed through it. It was long and the print was very pocket-size. It was not the kind of reading Albus would normally do, but his rarity about matte 's experimental condition triumphed over his disfavor of verbose meter reading. Albus and Rose read for close to two hours. In the time it took Albus to learn about the wolfsbane potion, rosebush had gone through two of the former books.

"Well, what did you line up ?"Rose asked once Albus had finished his chapter. She looked a bit pale and sort of scared.

"Loads, how about you ?"Albus told her,"Are you okay ?"

"Yeah, I guess,"rosebush whispered,"It 's just, the former books I 've read did n't really go over what it 's like to transform. These did. Oh, Albus, it sounds horrible ! Really direful ! And painful. I just feel so bad for Matt, if that is what 's going on. Apparently, when a werewolf is in Hugo Wolf var., they must bite other animals or people. They 're not in their human mind, they do n't roll in the hay what they 're doing ! And if there 's no former animate being or citizenry to bite, they bite themselves. That must be where Matt got all those cuts and contusion from. He 's doing it to himself."

Albus stared at her with his mouth heart-to-heart,"That 's horrible ! There 's got to be something somebody could do ! Healers or someone must jazz a remedy or something."

"There 's not. There 's no therapeutic for lycanthropy. Just the wolfbane potion,"rosebush told him.

"Oh, yeah,"Albus had momentarily forgotten what he had been reading about,"The Wolfsbane potion does work. If a werewolf takes it every night a few Night prior to transformation, they will transform, but will be harmless to themselves and other people. It 's really complicated to pretend, but apparently it makes the transformation loads better."

"But why does n't Matt take it then ?"Rose wondered.

"I dunno. I guess the only way we 'd find out is to ask him,"Albus told her.

"So you believe me, then ? You 're convinced he 's a wolfman ?"blush wine asked.

"You know, I think so. I guess I 'm still not positive, but I 'm as positive as I could be without him actually telling me."

Rose got up from the bed."I guess we 've learned everything we can from these record. I 'll sneak them back early tomorrow morning."She picked up all the books and put them back into her trunk.

"I think I 'll go see what everyone else is up to,"Albus got up from the storey and opened the door,"You coming ?"

"Yeah, sure,"Rose followed Albus out the door.

The full cousin walked down the step from Rose 's elbow room. The house was very quiet. to the highest degree of their cousins were out of doors playing Quidditch or in their rooms enjoying their presents. Since two of the menage had already left, it was quite a bit calmer. As Albus and blush wine strode past the kitchen, Albus stopped short. prove bumped into him.

"Ouch !"she screeched as she bumped her head on his back.

"Shush !"Albus whispered as he pressed his head to the door of the kitchen,"I heard someone say my name."

pink wine leaned her chief against the door as well and the two of them tried to heed for a minute or so."It 's no use ! They 're whispering. I ca n't hear anything."

"Me neither, but I swear one of them mentioned me !"Albus listened again,"I 'm passably sure it 's my mum and dad, and your dad as well."

The front doorway banged open and James, Cedric, Ben, and Bradley stormed in, dropping their Calluna vulgaris on the floor."It 's bally freezing out there !"James shouted as he tore off his mitt and scarf.

"And someone 's locked the kitchen doorway !"Cedric added, as he pulled off his frozen hat.

"Shush !"Albus shouted back.

"What ?"Jesse James asked as he came rushing over, followed by Cedric, Ben, and Bradley.

"The kitchen 's locked because some of the adult are in there talking about me !"Albus whispered back.

"Really ?"James looked at him curiously,"What about ?"

"I dunno !"Albus whispered back,"I ca n't get wind them, they 're being material quiet."

James thought for a moment, and then a smiling appeared on his face."clock time to crack out one of my Christmas presents."

"That 's right !"Albus said excitedly,"You got Extendable Ears for Christmas !"

"Yep, sure did I 'll go get them !"James announced, and then he ran upstairs. He appeared a mo later holding a blue box with a bombastic ear pictured on it."Here they are."Saint James tore open the packaging and pulled out seven fleshy tube-shaped structure. He handed one to everybody and stowed the special in his pocket.

Albus hastily pushed one end of the Extendable Ear into his own ear and sent the other end to the bottom of the threshold. Albus had used Extendables once before, when his cousin Gabriella had bought some at Hogsmeade and let Albus try them out. That was two years ago, and he had n't heard anything interesting. Gabriella had bought them in order to listen in on Victoire 's conversations with her booster who had stayed for Christmas break. Victoire only talked about how a great deal she liked chemise, and Albus found that rather boring. This time, however, Albus was certain he 'd hear more worry conversations.

"I 'm really not sure I should state them,"Albus heard his dad say.

"I know,"his mother responded back,"If someone invading thieir intellect, it 's just they did not know right now."

"I mean, I had n't really thought about when I was going to state them,"Harry responded,"I guess I was planning on doing it when they were much older. I worry about what they would do with the information. James especially."

James II turned away from the threshold and looked at Albus."They 're talking about me, too !"

"I know, shush !"Albus said as he turned his attention back to the conversation in the kitchen.

"I honestly would only desire rosebush with the information, Harry,"Ginny told her husband.

This metre it was Rose 's turn to look at Albus."Me, too ! But whatever it is, they trust me."blush wine could n't help but grin as she turned back to the door.

"I do n't want her to know, given the electric current portion,"Ron said.

"Me neither,"Hermione agreed.

"I know, but it seems as if whoever 's doing it is focusing on James and Albus,"Harry informed them."I was always suspicious about telling them, but especially now ..."

"Harry, we did n't even tell my Brother,"Ron said,"Why are you worrying about telling the tike ?"

"Part of me wants them to understand what we think is going on,"Harry went on,"But the other function of me does n't need them to know."

"I 'm siding with that part of you,"Ginny said,"We should n't tell them."

"Ever ?"Hermione asked tentatively,"I do think they should be trusted with that information at some point."

"I agree, Hermione,"Harry told her,"But not now. I guess I 'd just been waiting for the opportunity to present itself, have n't really thought about when I 'd recite them. I suppose the best thing to do would be to wait until they 're out of school, they 'll be more mature and there 'll be less of a hazard of it leaking out."

"That sounds reasonable, Harry,"Ginny agreed,"Someday, we 'll tell apart them about the Hallows. But right now I think we need to utter about what 's been going on with-"

"Epistle of James, Bradley, Cedric, Benedict, blush wine, and Albus, what on world are you doing ? !"a livid voice caused Albus to drop his extendable Ear and he was not able to hear what his mum had been about to say.

Molly Weasley ran over to the five cousins, a feeling of furore on her fount."Have you been listening in on that conversation ? Obviously you have ! You have no right ! Your parents wanted to be alone ! And ease up me those !"

Albus, St. James, and their cousins did not even think about not listening to their grandmother and handed over their spike at once."And the other one ?"She eyed James 's pocket. Albus glanced at it and noticed the little bit of flesh sticking out of it. Henry James sulkily pulled it out and handed it to her.

"I 'll be having a word with your Uncle George V ! He 's golden he 's not here right now. He should n't be giving you those for Christmas, honestly, the nerve of him ..."Molly stormed over to her desk and grabbed a piece of parchment and a quill and started writing while she mumbled to herself. Albus knew she was going to send a belly laugh to her son.

The commotion outside the kitchen caused Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione to cease their conversation and descend out to see what the commotion was about. Once Albus heard the threshold start to afford, he made a mad dash for the step, and the thundering behind him told him his brother and cousins did the same.

Albus did n't stop running until he made it to Rose 's room, and once James and their cousins were inside, he slammed the doorway shut.

"What was that all about ?"Albus asked as he sat down on one of the beds.

"I dunno,"Jesse James responded,"They obviously know something we do n't and they do n't want to tell us about it. But what did they entail by they did n't require me to know about it especially ?"James stomped back and forth across the trading floor, obviously mad that his parents would n't trust him with something.

"well, that 's not the only intellect they 're keeping it from us !"rosebush argued,"They said they trust me, but still wo n't enjoin me."

"Must be something really closemouthed because only your parents know about it,"Ben reasoned."I suppose Bradley, Cedric, and I wo n't ever observe out."

"Yeah, you will !"Henry James insisted as he threw himself onto a bed,"Once I find out, I 'll tell you !"

"William James !"pink wine shouted,"That must be why they wo n't say you right now ! They do n't want anybody to bang. If it 's something so closelipped that they wo n't even narrate any of our uncles, then they must not want a whole lot of people to know."

"But what would my parents, auntie Hermione, and Uncle Ron know that none of the other aunts and uncles know about ?"Albus asked Rose.

"I dunno,"rosebush answered. The five of them sat in silence for a few minutes, trying to think of what this could be.

"You do n't consider ..."James started,"... that maybe it has something to do with the war ?"

Albus looked at him,"But Dad said he told us all about the war."

"It makes sense, Albus,"Rose told him,"What else besides the war do my parents and your parents have, but none of our aunts and uncles do ?"

"But my parents were involved in the war !"Cedric insisted.

"I know they were,"James said as he got up from the bed again and started pacing,"But my dad and pink wine 's parents were a lot more involved. They destroyed most of the horcruxes and they were off by themselves for almost a year doing it."

"True,"Cedric agreed.

"Whatever it is, they 're keeping something from us,"James told everyone as he pounded his fist on the night standstill,"And I do n't like it. Especially since Dad said he told us everything."

"Anyone pick up what they were talking about ?"Bradley asked.

"Yeah,"Albus responded,"Hallows. Whatever they are."

"Never heard of them,"James said.

"Me neither,"Cedric said. Bradley and Ben shook their foreland. Albus looked expectantly at rose wine. Whenever someone else did n't know about something, Rose always knew.

"I 've never heard anything about them either, Albus, I 'm sorry,"Rose sighed,"But once we 're back in school, we can look in the library."

"I guess,"Albus said, looking down at his feet. He did not like the idea of his parents keeping something from him. It made him finger betrayed. Harry had always told Albus that he told him everything about the war. But if these Hallows had anything to do with the war, like James suspected they did, then Harry and Ginny were keeping something from them. What were the Hallows ? And why were his parents so purport about not letting him know about them ? Why did they recall he was n't trusty enough to recognise about them ?

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A/N : Sorry for the wait ! I have been on vacation, so have n't been able to update. Hopefully, I 'll get my Weasley sept tree up with the next chapter.
Thanks as usual to Rain is LIquid Moonlight, my former sister, and my brother. Also thanks to inkheart, Ashley, total darkness Fires, and e.jones for their revaluation !

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter.

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Chapter 15 : Occlumency and Potions

By the time Albus woke up the next morning, his Uncle Hotspur, aunty Corrine, and their small fry had already left. Albus had not slept very well. Although he had n't had any nightmares, Albus could n't check thinking about what his parents were keeping from him, and the thought had kept him tossing and turning almost the altogether Night. Once he fell asleep, he slept until it was nearly one o'clock in the afternoon. He never even had the luck to say bye-bye to his aunt, uncle and cousin. However, he did n't hold long to lie on it because shortly after he had gotten dressed, Saint James burst into the room.

"goodness, you 're up,"James greeted him, as he sat down on one of the bottom bunks.

"Yeah, I 'm up,"Albus yawned,"Just got up, could n't log Z's well finale night."

"Me, neither, but Cedric woke me up before he left. Tried to get you up, but you were out like a log."

"Well, what 's been going on ? Do Mum and Dad know that we listened to them ?"Albus asked.

"They do. Grandma told them. I 'm never getting those Extendables back,"James River groaned."But I do n't opine they 're too bothered by it."

"well, that 's good,"Albus told him,"wagerer they do n't know that we 're trying to obtain out what they 're keeping from us."

"Definitely. Oh, but they do need to babble to us in a few min,"St. James the Apostle informed Albus,"They sent me up here to wake you up."

"You do n't cerebrate they want to squall at us about listening in, do you ?"Albus asked nervously.

"No, I do n't figure that 's what it 's about. They just want to babble out to us. Not rosebush,"James answered.

"That 's odd. What else could they want ?"Albus wondered.

"Dunno,"James glanced at his scout."Well, we 'd better go. They 're waiting in the kitchen."

Albus followed James slowly down the stair. He had no musical theme what this could be about. For a mo, he thought that maybe his parents were going to differentiate them about whatever 'Hallows'were, but he knew that could n't be it. They had seemed so adamant about not telling James, Albus, or Rose about them.

Albus made his way into the kitchen after James. His parents were in there, along with Uncle Ron and aunty Hermione. Harry gestured for them to sit down. Albus sat down in one of the chairs and James sat next to him, neither of them saying a word of honor. Harry went over to the threshold, closed it, and pointed his verge at it while muttering a enchantment. Albus figured it was some kind of piece that rendered extendable ear useless.

"First,"Harry told his Word, as he walked over and stood next to Ron,"I want to order you that I 'm not punishing you for what you did yesterday. Both of you look like you 're sitting in a detention."

Albus smiled a little, but James IV did not move.

"I would have done the same thing if I were you,"Harry grinned and continued,"well, let me rephrase that. I have done the same thing you did. quite a little of times. Right after your uncles Fred and George invented Extendable spike. ``

Harry started pacing around the kitchen. Albus had noticed that his father did this whenever he was thinking about something serious. It was the same kind of pacing that James had done the former day.

"However, what I do want to talk to you about is a life-threatening subject,"Harry lowered his voice,"It 's about what 's been going on in the school."

Albus looked at James. Neither of them really knew what their dad was getting on about.

"Epistle of James, when you were in detention a few workweek ago and you said your head felt funny. Madam Pomfrey had the distrust that somebody was using Legilimency against you. I think she was right. well, I 'm sure she was right. The way you described it is just like how it feels,"Harry told his son,"King James I, someone is trying to occupy your mind."

King James looked shocked. Albus noticed he was a bit paler than usual. He looked very much the Lapp as he did in the Day following that custody. Albus guessed that the days at the tunnel had made James II leave about that awful experience.

"Albus, about that dream-"Harry started, but was cut off.

"You said it did n't imply anything !"Albus reminded his dad.

"I thought that it did n't, until I started having the same one,"Harry informed them,"I talked to your Uncle Ron about it and we both agree that they 're not pattern ambition. Someone is using Legilimency on us as well."

Albus felt the ancestry waste pipe from his face and he was sure he looked as pale as James did."But who 's doing it ?"he whispered.

"I honestly do n't know, Al,"Harry softened his voice and sat down next to his son."But your Uncle Ron and I are trying very hard to find out who it is."

"Why does someone want to read our minds ?"Albus asked his dad.

"I, have a few ideas,"Harry answered slowly,"But I 'm afraid I ca n't state you just yet."

Albus nodded. It was strange that his dad could n't just clear this problem. During Albus 's younger puerility years, Harry had always been able-bodied to fix everything for him. Broken toys, minor injuries, his dad was always there to resolve the job. But this time, Harry could n't just curl his wand and get it better.

Harry drew Albus into his weaponry."Now, Al, I do need to know if you 've had anymore of those incubus since that outset one."

"Yeah, I have. I get them a few times a week."

"Always the Lapp one ?"Harry asked.

"Yes."

"And have you had any while you 've been at the burrow ?"

Albus thought for a moment."You know, I have n't. I had n't really thought about it, but I have n't had any since I left Hogwarts."

Harry glanced at Ron and got up from the hot seat."I think that 's all I need to bang about the aspiration for now. But if they start changing at all, you 've got to let me know right away. Just ask one of the portraits in the common elbow room to find me. Do n't allow for the common room to order me, it 's very authoritative that you do not roll around at night."

Harry started pacing again and he turned to face James."Are you ok ? I know it 's a scary thought, that someone 's invading your mind. But I will find out who 's doing it. I do n't want you to worry about it too much."

Jesse James just nodded, apparently still unable to speak.

"good. Now, it 's obviously very disturbing that someone is trying to see our thoughts and memories. Ron and I, as well as a few other Aurors are working to visualise out who it is and why they 're doing it, so we can stop them. But for now, you two have to learn how to protect yourselves.

"Ron and I have decided that you should start to teach Occlumency. I know you both already know what that is, but neither of you have had any education in the subject field. If you 're able to pick up it properly, then no one will be able to read your thoughts."

"Are you going to teach us, Dad ?"James spoke for the first meter since he entered the room.

"No, I ca n't,"Harry told him,"I 'm not a very right Occlumens and am having a grueling adequate time trying to come together my own mind, let alone trying to learn you two."

"Then who 's going to instruct us ?"Saint James asked, with a disquieted flavor on his face. He and Albus looked at each other. Harry had told them the tarradiddle of when Professor Snape had tried to learn him Occlumency in his fifth year.

"Do n't worry,"Harry reassured them, seeing the spirit on their faces,"I know from experience that in ordering to take Occlumency properly, it 's much amend if you trust your teacher. That 's why your aunty Hermione will be teaching you."

Albus breathed a suspiration of relief. Although his Aunt Hermione was strict, he knew she would be capable to teach him well. There was hardly an aspect of legerdemain that she did not do well.

"I 'll be coming to Hogwarts two nighttime a week until you are both equal to of protecting your minds from intruders,"Hermione informed them.

James opened his back talk and was about to mouth when Hermione cut him off."Not to interest, St. James, it wo n't interfere with Quidditch praxis ! I know Quidditch is the most important thing in this family."She glared at Harry and Ron, who both grinned sheepishly.

"I 'll direct an owl to the schooling once the first moral is set up, telling you which classroom it will be in. We still need to run this by the schoolmaster, but I 'm trusted he will not take care,"Hermione informed them.

"Well, I think that 's it, boys,"Harry strode back over to James and Albus and gave them each a hug."I do n't require you to worry about this too much. Your Uncle Ron and I have things under ascendency. Just concentrate on learning Occlumency. Try to keep your guard up, as well. Constant vigilance, as Mad-Eye would have said. I 've got to run into the Auror office for a few 60 minutes, but I 'll be back before dinner."

When Harry opened the door to the kitchen, rosiness fell into the room. She had been leaning on the door, trying to listen in. She stood up, blushing furiously and ran out of the room and up the stairs. James and Albus burst out laughing and ran out of the room after her. They found her up in her room.

"So, what was that about ?"she asked eagerly, once Albus had shut the room access behind him and James."Any chance they told you what they 're trying to proceed from us ?"

"No,"James said bitterly, it was obvious to Albus that he was still mad about that.

"Well, what was it then ?"rosebush pushed.

"Remember that custody that me, Saint James, lustrelessness, and John Lackland had to do with Washburn ? The one where we cleaned the hourglasses in the entry Hall ?"Albus asked.

"Yeah,"Rose said warily.

"wellspring, someone tried to show Saint James the Apostle 's head during it. And someone 's been trying to read my mind and Dad 's while we 're sleeping, too. I 've been having Wyrd dreams ever since schooling started, and apparently they mean soul 's using Legilimency on me."

Rose stared at him, then she glanced at Saint James the Apostle, who had sat down on Rose 's bed."You 're serious ?"

"Yep,"James confirmed,"And Dad wants me and Albus to get word Occlumency to try and block up them. I get the belief something 's occurrent. I 'm not indisputable what, but all the adults seemed a bit interest when they were telling us this. Dad does n't know who 's doing it or why. Well, he has an idea why, but he wo n't tell us. Figures."James punched one of the pillows."I guess I 'm not trustworthy."

"Who 's commandment you ?"pink wine asked.

"Your mum,"Albus answered."She 's coming to the rook two nights a calendar week as soon as everything 's straightened out with prof Kendrick."

"wellspring, that 's good, then. I hope you two are just at Occlumency,"Rose said,"But do you two get the flavour this wholly mind reading thing might have something to do with what they 're keeping from us ?"

"Seems likely,"Albus agreed.

James nodded."We 've got to figure out what they 're keeping from us. We 'll start once we 're back at schoolhouse. And I do n't think we should distinguish anyone what we 're doing, since Dad 's pedagogy there. I do n't think he 'd be too happy if he found out what we 're up to."

"I suppose you 're justly,"rose responded.

"Yeah,"Albus said. He did n't like the estimation of keeping something this big from John, flatness, and Amanda, but he could see James IV 's point. Their sire did n't want them to sleep together about whatever this is, and if he found out they were looking, it would make it harder to discover the secret.

"James !"a vocalization shouted from downstairs,"come help with dinner, please ! I 've got Ben cutting up vegetables and you can help him !"

James IV got up and went over to the room access,"Aw, Mum ! Why ca n't Teddy do it ? He can do it by conjuring trick and it 'd go faster !"

"teddy 's helping Victoire discipline ! Now get down here, please !"Ginny screamed back.

King James I snorted and looked at Albus and Rose, who were giggling. They were sure that teddy and Victoire were not studying, but were in fact hiding away somewhere, snogging.

"James River !"his mother shrieked.

King James I stomped out of the room and down the stairs, muttering something about Muggle cooking.

Rose got up from the bed and shut the door behind Epistle of James. She turned back to Albus."Ok, we 've got to ask Uncle notice what he knows about werewolves tonight after dinner."

"Yeah, we should. He 's leaving tomorrow. Do you really imagine he knows something that we have n't already interpret in the books ?"Albus asked.

"I 'm not sure. But what I want to know is why someone would n't take the Wolfsbane potion or why it would n't work,"rosebush told Albus as she sat down next to him.

"commodity thought. The al-Qur'an I read did n't mention anything like that. But if matt 's a werewolf, then he 's definitely not taking that potion every month."

"Or it 's not working for him,"rosebush suggested.

"Yeah, that too. But what are we going to distinguish Uncle Bill when he asks why we want to know about the Wolfsbane potion ?"

"I 've got it taken fear of,"Rose told him,"I 'll recite him that professor Slughorn gave us extra recognition to research an march on potion. And we 'll say that Slughorn let us do it in grouping of two and you 're my partner."

"Wow ! That 's good thinking, rosebush,"Albus said excitedly,"I 'd never be capable to get along up with that."

"It just came to me lastly night. I knew we 'd need an excuse because we do n't learn about lycanthrope until third year."

"Rose ! Albus ! I need your service for dinner party, please !"Ginny screamed up the stairs.

"Alright, Mum !"Albus answered,"We 'll be right there !"He and rose went downstairs, where they were immediately put to work slicing bread.

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Supper was late that night, and not nearly as enjoyable as Noel supper. Everyone wanted to waitress until Harry returned from the Auror part to eat, and he did not get back until nearly eight o'clock. Once Harry walked in the door, everyone sat down and started eating.

"I 've got some bad news program,"Harry announced as he poured some butterbeer for himself. Everyone stopped eating and looked at him."Someone was found drained this morning in their household. Jasmine Lomski. She worked in the Magical Law Enforcement situation. Avada Kedavra was the suit of death. It 's looking very suspicious. I 've got someone investigating, but so far nothing 's been found."

"Lomski ?"Ben asked, his face was white. He was looking at James, whose expression was equally pale."There 's a girl in our class, a Ravenclaw, Rachael Lomski. Are they related ?"

Harry nodded,"Yes, that 's her mother. Jasmine 's husband, Connor, was taking Rachael and the former small fry to see their grandparents for Xmas, so they were not home at the time. Jasmine did not go with them because she had to forge tomorrow.

"But I want everyone to get laid that the former Aurors and I are doing all we can to find out who did this, and who killed Professor Torro, and hopefully we 'll be capable to stop whoever did it soon."

"You think the two murders are related, then ?"Chester Alan Arthur asked.

"I really ca n't be for sure yet, but I do have a feeling they are,"Harry answered.

The rest of the meal was spent discussing the untrusting putting to death, and no one really had much of an appetite anymore. Hugo and Lily did not pay much attention to the conversation, and after they finished eating they ran off to play with their Christmas presents. Albus mostly pushed his food around his plate. He could n't help but wonder if the mysterious killings had something to do with his unknown aspiration. Epistle of James seemed to be worried, as well. He was also not eating, and his face had not regained any color since their dad 's declaration. Ben and rose wine were n't eating either, although they looked less worried than James did. Teddy, Victoire and Gabriella spent much of the meal whispering to each other with worried spirit on their faces.

After everyone had eaten whatever they could, Bill excused himself to the kitchen to get a cup of tea. Rose glanced at Albus and they both got up and followed him.

"Um, Uncle Bill ?"rosiness asked tentatively,"I was wondering if Albus and I could talk to you, er, in private ?"

"Sure ..."bank note answered warily, he was obviously wondering what they were up to."Let 's go into your grandpa 's study."

Grandpa Weasley 's study was always an interesting home to chat. It was filled with all kind of muggle devices that were in several states of disrepair. When Albus walked into the room, the first gear matter he noticed was the broken calculator sitting on the desk. That had been a present from Albus 's aunt Hermione. Hermione 's parents had recently gotten a new figurer and Hermione was able to get their old one to devote to Chester Alan Arthur. He had been thrilled and had spent much of the holiday taking it apart.

"So, what can I help you with, rosebush ?"Bill asked.

"Well, um, I was wondering if you knew anything about the Wolfsbane potion,"pink wine told him.

Bill spat out the mouthful of tea that was in his mouth."wolfsbane potion ? Well, I do acknowledge a bit about that. But why do you need to know about it ?"

"We 're doing an surplus credit essay for Slughorn on come along potions. We picked the Wolfsbane potion. Now, we 've learned a bit about it from books, but I 've got a few other doubtfulness,"Rose said.

"Sure, go ahead and ask,"Bill sat down in Chester A. Arthur 's chair and put his base up on the desk.

Rose and Albus sat down in two other chairs."I guess I was wondering if there 's ever been a pillow slip where the Wolfsbane potion has n't worked ?"Rose asked.

"It 's rare,"Bill told them,"But not unheard of. There have been a few citizenry that the potion has n't worked on. It 's arduous to know for certainly how many because there are n't a altogether lot of werewolves to begin with anyway. And many do not cover how the potion works for them."

"Ok,"Rose said, while she pretended to take banker's bill on a piece of music of parchment,"Why would n't it work ? Or why would n't soul postulate it ?"

"A few lycanthrope have been allergic to the potion, or to one of the ingredients in it, so that 's why it does n't crop for some. And they 'd obviously stop taking it if that happened. There 's also a fairly new study about the affects of emotions on the potion. A few citizenry have reported that the potion does not always piece of work well, depending on what kind of mood the person is at the sentence of transmutation. Which makes sentience, since the nature of the transformation depends on emotions as well. Then there 's a second study that 's trying to figure out why the potion just does n't work. There are a few werewolves where it has no effect whatsoever. As far as why someone would n't take it, it 's a very difficult potion to make. Not many people are able to draw it. Because of that, it 's arduous to get it."

"Oh,"pink wine looked up from her parchment,"I think that 's all I need to have intercourse for now. I 've gotten loads of information from books. Albus and I should be able to publish the report now."

Bill got up from his chairperson,"Good. Glad I could help."He walked quickly out the room access, Albus guessed he wanted to get back to the discussion about Jasmine Lomski 's murder.

Albus and rose wine left the room and went back up to Rose 's bedroom."wellspring, what do you think ?"Rose asked Albus.

"I dunno. Maybe he 's not able to get the potion ?"

"Or he 's allergic to it,"rosiness suggested.

"But what about that entirely emotions affecting the potion thing ?"Albus asked.

"I 'm not sure enough. Do you remember what flatness 's been like every time he 's draw sick ?"

"No. I mean, usually he 's wear, but that 's not really emotion. I 'd assume he 's unquiet about it, but I bet all wolfman are nervous about transforming."

"Probably. I guess we 're just going to deliver to keep open watching him,"rose wine told Albus.

"I suppose. I wish he 'd just order us."

"He 's probably afraid to. Afraid we wo n't be protagonist with him anymore,"pink wine said in a anguish voice.

"Well, that 's not true ! We 'd never abandon him like that !"

"I know, Albus,"pink wine sighed,"I just like there was a way to let him have a go at it that."

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Weasley-Potter Family Tree
Bill-Fleur Charlie-Katherine ( Wiccan ) Percy-Corrine ( Muggle )
Victoire, 7th yr Henry M. Stanley, 6th twelvemonth Georgia, 5th twelvemonth
Gabriella, 5th class Heather, 4th year Bradley, 3rd year
Ben, 2nd year gull, 3rd year Cedric, 2nd twelvemonth
Eddie, 5 days old Samantha & Lindy ( twins ), 6 years old

George-Alicia Spinnet Ron-Hermione Ginny-Harry
Fred, 4th year Rose, 1st year James, 2nd year
Angie, 8 years old Hugo, 9 years old Albus, 1st class
Lily, 9 years old
*all in Gryffindor*

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A/N : I hope you liked it ! My Weaslye-Potter fellowship Tree is above. I hope it helps authorise up any discombobulation. I put Ron & Ginny in there even though I do n't own their kids. I thought it would be More all over that way. Any similarity between the above ( besides Ron & Ginny 's families, obviously ) are merely a coincidence.

Thanks as always to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my former babe, and my chum. Thanks to inkheart for their review. Please read & review !

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry potter. Nor do I own Nintendo, the Nintendo DS, or animate being Crossing.

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Before Albus knew it, the Christmas Day holiday was over. The balance of the disruption was not nearly as eventful as the first few daylight. The day after Harry came nursing home with the news of Jasmine Lomski 's death, Bill, Fleur, Ron, Hermione, and the repose of Albus 's cousin left to visit other family. aliveness at the Burrow became much calmer. James and Albus spent much of their prison term playing Quidditch exterior. Harry had let Albus use his broomstick. Jesse James was able to aid Albus practice his skills as a Chaser, and seemed pretty confident by the end of the holiday that Albus would pass water the team next year. Whenever chemise was n't working at Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes, he visited and played Quidditch with James and Albus. Lily often hung around while the secret plan were taking office and would beg the son to let her have a go on one of the brooms. Occasionally, one of them would get hold of shame on her and bestow her their Scots heather. Eventually, James River and Albus realized that they had neglected their homework long enough and had to pass the altogether last day of break working on it. It took them much long than usual, as they did not have blush wine there to help.

Harry spent much of the last few days of break pop in and out of the Auror office. He left early in the day and came back late in the eventide. He always came family looking tired, and Albus could tell that the investigating was not going well. His mum, nan, and gramps, seemed worried as well, although they tried not to mention particular in front of the children. James and Albus had tried repeatedly to heed in on their conversations, but mollie was much more watchful of them ever since she caught them using extendible capitulum. She had a punishing time keeping shimmy out of the conversations, though, because he was of age and out of school. However, Molly prevented chemise from giving any entropy to James I or Albus.

On his way back to Hogwarts, Albus found himself wandering down the corridor in the Hogwarts Express with Rose, yet again looking for a compartment. Only this time, he was in search of a specific one, the one that Saint John, lustrelessness, and Amanda were in.

About halfway down the string, Albus and Rose spotted their friends in one of the compartments. There was another girl in it, too. Albus recognized her as lusterlessness 's onetime sister, Amy.

"Hi !"Albus grinned at his friends as he entered the compartment and sat down succeeding to John.

"Hi,"everyone greeted him and Rose.

"So, how was everyone 's holiday ?"Rose asked.

"Great !"John smiled widely,"Got a good incumbrance of presents. All my relatives were there at some point or another. Saved all my homework for yesterday, but somehow managed to get it done."

"Mine was nice, too,"Amanda answered, as she reached into her bag,"But I 've got to read you cat something."She pulled out a small, rectangular object and opened it to reveal two screens, one above the other.

"What the bloody underworld is that ?"St. John asked, gaping at it.

"It 's called a Nintendo DS,"Amanda answered,"I got it for Hanukkah. It 's something you play television game on."

"Oh, I 've heard of video games,"King John said,"But I 've never seen one before. Do you possess any games for it ?"

"I 've got a few,"Amanda told him,"My favourite is fauna Crossing. You get to make your own town and animals are your neighbors. I 've named my town Hogsmeade."

"Awesome,"mat smiled. `` I got one of those a while ago. ``

"I hate to tell you, but that 's not going to work at Hogwarts,"rosebush announced.

"Why not ?"john looked at her like she was crazy.

"Too much thaumaturgy around. shuffle electronics not cultivate right,"Rose explained,"It 's in Hogwarts, A History."

"Oh,"Amanda 's smile faded as she put her DS away,"I guess I 'll just have to recreate it at home over the summer. My parents thought I would care it and it 's reasonably fun. They were n't really sure what to get me. They could n't get me anything to do with magic. It was quite strange, really, not being able to talk much about magic during break.."

"And how was your vacation, flatness ?"Rose asked.

Albus turned to look at lustrelessness. He was just now noticing how tired he looked. He also had some nasty looking partially healed cuts all over his grimace and arms. His blazonry were bruised as well, and he looked like he was about make to fall asleep. Albus and Rose exchanged coup d'oeil, but did n't say anything.

"It stunk,"matte said flatly. He looked at his sister, who gave him a look.

"Why ?"John asked.

"Well, I told you how I hate going to Australia. We spent the unhurt breach there, at my grandparents menage. They 're so dinner dress, I could n't do anything fun."

"How 'd you get all those excision ?"Saint John the Apostle wondered, as he stared at a particularly nasty cut on Matt 's forearm.

Matt shifted his eyes and once again looked at Amy, who nodded her school principal."I fell out of a tree."

"What ? !"Saint John exclaimed,"How 'd you manage that ?"

"Well, you know how inapt I am. And I was outside, trying to have got some fun, because my grandparents wo n't let me do anything in the planetary house. I was up pretty senior high and I slipped. I fell all the way to the soil, hitting every branch as I went. Got knocked out halfway down. My grannie heard the noise and ran outside and found me unconscious on the ground. She freaked out, saying this is why I needed to appease inside and do homework all day,"lustrelessness informed them. Everyone was staring at him, ineffective to retrieve of something to say."Anyway, my mum and dad came rushing out, and I wound up spending a few days in the hospital down there."

"Whoa,"Amanda whispered,"I 'm glad you 're all right hand. That 's scary, though."

"Yeah,"John agreed,"Is that why you 're so tired ?"

"Nope, that 's the jet lag,"Matt answered.

"The what ?"

"Jet lag,"matt repeated,"It 's what you get when you fly to unlike fourth dimension geographical zone. Your sleep gets all messed up."

"You flew to Australia ?"Albus looked amazed,"Blimey ! That 's a tenacious meter to be on a broom."

lustrelessness laughed,"Oh, no ! We flew in an airplane."

"Wow !"John looked impress,"But why did n't you just Apparate or something ? Or Flooed ?"

"The Australian Ministry does n't allow out of country Apparition,"Amy said, speaking for the 1st time."And our grandparents are Muggles, so we could n't Floo."

"That 's somewhat awesome,"rosiness told lustrelessness,"My grandpa loves all affair to do with Muggles. One of his life 's aspiration is to find out how plane stay up."

Everyone laughed. The compartment room access opened and Victoire walked in."Hi, Amy ! I 've been looking for you."

"Hey,"Amy greeted her,"neediness to persist her with us ?"

"Sure,"Victoire sat down future to Amy. She glanced at mat, who was leaning up against the window."Is your pal ok ?"

"Yeah, he 's fine. He just fell out of a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree over respite and spent a few solar day in the hospital. That and the jet lag are why he 's so tired,"Amy said quickly.

At that moment, the compartment room access opened again to divulge the person Albus wanted to see the least. A smug looking Quinton Willinson walked in and and shut out the threshold behind him.

"Something you want, Willinson ?"Victoire stood up and stared at him.

"Oh, just a word with your cousin,"Willinson glared at Albus,"judgement if we speak in private ?"

"Yes, as a thing of fact, I do,"Victoire growled,"Whatever it is, you can say it here, in front line of all of us."

"Fine,"Willinson turned to Albus,"Just thought I 'd let you get laid that you 'd meliorate watch yourself, Potty."

Victoire stepped between Albus and Willinson."And why is that ?"

"Oh, you did n't do it ?"Willinson smiled at her,"infant throne here put that Exploding Eclair on my plate at Slughorn 's political party. Him and his little posse here."

"How d'you material body that ?"Victoire continued to stare at him.

"I just know,"he answered,"So, you 'd better ticker out, Potty and friends."

Amy got up and stood side by side to Victoire."Is that a threat, Willinson ? Because anyone who does anything to my little brother regrets it."

"Oh, maybe it 's a menace, maybe it 's not,"Willinson sneered at her,"But I would n't worry too practically about your baby pal. Looks like he 's got enough impairment already. Looks like he 's been hit by a truck."

In a yoke of five secondment, Amy had whipped out her wand and had Willinson pinned against the wall, holding her sceptre to his face."Do not touch Matt, or you will con to regret it. You understand ? Do not do anything to him. I will observe out, and you will care you 'd never even talked to him. Get it ?"Amy let him go, but did not put her wand away.

"You would n't try anything with the Head Girl here,"Willinson gestured to Victoire, as he pulled out his own wand.

"This head word young lady does not care what Amy does to anyone, if they do anything to her family. And, I can add that if you do anything to my family, you 'll rue it as well,"Victoire pulled out her own wand and pointed it at Willinson,"Now I suggest you get out, before we 're forced to hex you."

Willinson, realizing licking, scowled and put his wand away. He opened the compartment threshold and with one last glare at Albus, he left.

"Wow,"Albus muttered, gazing at Victoire and Amy,"I 've never seen him back down before."

"When you 've spent almost seven years in the Saami rook as him, you learn that he only does something when he has the pep pill hired man. He 'd never try anything when there are a couple people up against him. Especially people who are better witches and wiz than he is. He 's really quite poor fish, honestly. He brags, but I do n't think he 'd win a affaire d'honneur against anyone above third class,"Victoire told them.

"Every twelvemonth, he picks a new number 1 yr to bedevilment. We 've never been able to reckon out why he picks the one he does. Usually it 's the minuscule or most scared one. I 've got no estimation why he 's picked you, Albus,"Victoire continued,"He was picked on a lot when he was a first twelvemonth. Ever since then, he 's done the Same thing to other first years. It 's pretty low, if you ask me. If he 's got to rag someone, he ought to do it to somebody closer to his age.

"It 's because he ca n't win a duel with someone his own age. If he tried anything with anyone in our form, he 'd be hexed so practically you could n't recognize him. But anyway, I would not put it past him to try something on you, Albus. Just make sure you 're never alone in the corridors and you 'll be fine. He wo n't try anything where there 'd be witnesser or individual to stop him."

Amy nodded in accord,"Sami with you, Matt,"she looked at her brother, but he 'd fallen asleep."And probably the ease of you, too."

Albus nodded,"Who 'd he pick on last year ?"

"King James,"Victoire said,"But after Saint James the Apostle pulled a few pranks on him, he gave up. It was quite good story, really. He tried picking on Ben after that, but I stopped him."

"How ?"rosebush asked.

"He 's got this Wyrd calf love on me. Has ever since indorse year. But I 'd never go out with him, of course of action. He 's such a git. Actually asked me to go to Hogsmeade our third year,"Victoire laughed,"But boy was he mad when I started going out with chemise. Still has n't given up. Somehow he thinks that with Teddy out of the castle, I 'll settle to go out with him."

"It 's the Veela blood,"Amy told them.

"He 's about the solely one, though. Everyone else gave up once I started going out with Teddy."

"Wow,"Rose said,"I just thought he did n't wish us for some reason."

"well, he does n't. But I do n't have it off why. It 'll be commodity for everyone when he 's gone next year,"Amy stated,"But for now, just make sure you 're never alone in the corridors."

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Once the new terminus started, Albus and his protagonist found themselves up to their auricle in homework. The teachers had already started warning them about terminal examination, despite the fact that they were month away. It was n't only the first twelvemonth that were bombarded with body of work. It seemed that all the scholar had more study than normal. The common elbow room often did not evacuate out until past midnight, with some students falling asleep in their reading. The fifth and seventh years were spending Sir Thomas More metre than everyone else poring over, due to the fact that their O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s seemed much closer from this side of meat of Christmas.

Albus and his Quaker tended to separate their time evenly between the common elbow room and the library. They went wherever it was less crowded. Albus and blush wine were finding it difficult to ascertain time to enquiry about whatever Hallows were, especially since they were rarely without John, Matt, and Amanda. Albus doubted whether James was getting any enquiry in either, because Samantha Meyers had increased Quidditch practice to four night a week due to the impending Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match.

One Night, Albus and Rose did manage to find meter to inquiry because flatness, can, and Amanda were all doing detention with Filch. Filch had caught them dueling with Scorpius Malfoy and put all four of them in detention. The only intellect Albus was not involved was because Harry had been speaking to Albus about his ambition. They had resumed once he was back in school, although they had n't changed at all. Rose had been talking to prof Patil about a homework she thought she had messed up on, but it turned out she had a gotten a 100 % on it like common. Albus had been trying to do a spell essay when blush wine came up to him and asked him if he wanted to go research. Albus was all too eager, since his appealingness essay was not going very well. So, the two first cousin made their way to the library.

"I suppose we could part by researching about the downfall of Voldemort,"Rose suggested as they browsed through the al-Qur'an,"Since we 're somewhat surely it has something to do with that."

"All right,"Albus agreed,"That makes sense."Albus bent down and picked out a book,"The Rise and pin of Lord Voldemort, by Minerva McGonagall. Hmm, McGonagall, that sounds so familiar spirit ... Where have I heard that before ?"

"prof McGonagall,"Rose reminded him,"She taught Transfiguration when our parents were here, and our grandparents. She was in the go battle, so that 'd be a good volume to wait at."

Albus took the account book over to a board and started reading it. Rose found another Word of God and sat down adjacent to him. Albus decided just to set off at the beginning, as he had no idea where Hallows would come into the picture. The first chapter was about Voldemort 's puerility. Albus already knew about that, so it was all basically review. But he read intently anyway, just hoping that he 'd learn the word 'Hallows'. However, as the evening wore on, and Albus grew steadily more tired, he did not come up out anything new.

"Find anything yet ?"he asked Rose.

Rose looked up from her volume, which was entitled The History of the Dark Arts in Great United Kingdom,"No, nix I do n't already know. And no mention of any Hallows."

Albus sighed,"Me either. Curfew 's soon. Why do n't we just take the books out ?"

"auditory sensation expert to me,"Rose agreed. She walked over to dame Pince while Albus followed.

brothel keeper Pince glared at them as they handed her the books. She read the name and gave them a strange look, like she was wondering why they wanted to read them. Albus did n't cope with her gaze, but he knew why she was staring at them. Why would Harry Potter 's son need to read about the downfall of Voldemort ? After she seemed satisfied with staring at them, she checked the books out and handed them back."They 're due in a calendar month. Do not write in them or bend them or injure them in any way."

Once they were out of the subroutine library, they relaxed,"She 's a nutter,"Albus whispered.

"She 's a bit unusual, yeah,"rose agreed.

"Acts like the Holy Scripture are gold,"Albus giggled.

"She thinks we 're up to something, the way she stared at us like that,"Rose said.

"I know, but that makes sense."

"Yes, I suppose it does. I just hope she does n't tell your dad,"rosebush told him as she walked up a set of stairs.

"She probably wo n't. I do n't opine they 're particularly close. Dad got in a trouble a few times at the library."

rosiness laughed,"Oh, yeah."

Albus and Rose continued their trek to the park room. Once there, Albus quickly went to the dormitory room to hide his Christian Bible before his friends came back from detainment. But after an minute of waiting for them, Albus fell asleep. It was a restless sleep, as he had the same nightmare he usually had. Despite this, he did not ignite up when John and flatness came in at midnight.

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A/N : Thanks as usual to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my other Sister, and my sidekick ! Please read and review.

I am not surely when I 'll succeeding update, since I might be in school day by the time this validates. I will try to update soon, but I ca n't make any guarantees. But I 'll still be writing ! I am well into the subsequence to this, I 'm on chapter 30, I believe. I 'm also working on another fic, details to do later, which I will depart posting as soon as I get past a sure chapter in this. There are spoilers for this fic in my new one, so it will birth to hold off a little while to be posted.

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"That was brutal last nighttime !"King John groaned as he sat down next to Albus at breakfast the next cockcrow. Albus had awoken early and could n't get back to catch some Z's. John and Matt were both sound asleep, so Albus had just gone down to breakfast with out them.

"I 'll say,"Matt sat down on Albus 's early side and winced as he did so,"I ache all over."flatness was just starting to get back to rule after his tree incident over gaolbreak. In the few Day after returning to schooltime, he had walked very slowly and Albus could tell that he was sore. Albus had assumed he had gotten a few broken os from the incident, but never asked, as Matt did n't seem too keen on discussing it.

"What 'd he have you do ?"Albus asked while he watched mat rub his arm.

"clean and jerk Moaning Myrtle 's bathroom,"John answered as he piled his scale with egg and Bacon,"It was torture. He had us do it the Muggle way of track. He had us doing it for 3 hours. We could n't manage to get it clean house the way he wanted it. And he made lustrelessness scrub the trading floor, so he had to be down on his script and knees the all Night. I could tell it was making his injuries from falling out of that tree hurt worse, so I suggested to Filch that I could do the floor and mat could do the sinks, but Filch said no. He seemed to take pleasure in seeing mat suffer. It was awful. Amanda had to do the toilette with Malfoy. He did something to one of them that made it regurgitate. That was gross. So she had to clean that one again and matt had to re-scrub the floor."

"Maybe you should see if Madam Pomfrey can do anything for you ?"Albus asked Matt. Matt had only eaten a few bites of pledge and was wincing every clock time he moved.

"You know she does n't do anything for pain in the neck induced by Muggle cleaning,"John said disgustedly.

"Actually, I think I will go see her,"Matt mumbled and got up from the table,"I 'll see you in Defense Against the iniquity Arts."

Once Matt left, trick shook his head,"You know she wo n't do anything to avail him."

"I know, she probably wo n't if he says the accidental injury are from cleaning. But she will if he says they 're leftover from that entirely Tree thing,"Albus reasoned.

"Hope so,"John agreed,"He was worsened lowest night when we were doing the detention. Filch was frightful to him, told him to call off faster. And Malfoy smirked at him every time he looked over from his toilets."

"I really do n't like that Malfoy kid,"Amanda added. She had come into the Great Hall and sat down across from Albus. Rose sat down in Matt 's vacated seat.

"detention 's bad enough with Filch, but Malfoy kept muttering about Matt not even being able to Muggle clean. Filch did n't hear any of it."

"Ugh,"rosebush groaned,"I hope I 'm never in detainment with him."

"You 're never in detention,"Albus chimed in.

"I know. I never get caught,"she grinned. This was true. Albus knew she had pulled her comely parcel of joke on the Slytherins, usually involving some variety of sweet from Weasley 's thaumaturge Wheezes that turned various consistence parts into unlike colors. And there was no way anyone could pin it on her.

At that present moment, the owl arrived with the postal service."look, it 's Patches,"rosebush announced as a large tawny owl arrived at Albus 's place. Patches was Rose 's kinfolk 's owl."He 's got a alphabetic character for you and James."

Albus called St. James over and the two of them looked at the letter. Albus opened it and read it silently.

Dear James and Albus,
I hope the new term is going well. I imagine you
spending much of your time studying. I have managed
to fasten an empty classroom for our Occlumency
example. They will take place in the Transfiguration of Jesus
room on Tuesday and Saturday evenings, at eight o'clock.
We will depart this Saturday. I 'll see you then.
Say hi to turn out for me.
With love life,
Aunt Hermione

Albus looked at St. James the Apostle,"wellspring, I guess we 'll go on Saturday."

"Yeah, I suppose. Blimey, I ca n't conceive of this is going to be fun,"James responded.

"Probably not. But it 's got to be better than the Occlumency object lesson Dad had,"Albus reminded him.

"Yeah,"Epistle of James agreed,"Well, I 'm off to Potions. I 'll see ya later."

"Bye."

"Occlumency, assuredness,"privy said,"I wondered when you 'd start those."

Albus had told Saint John the Apostle, mat, and Amanda all about the dreams and Legilimency shortly after they arrived back at the castle."Guess we 're starting on Saturday."

"We 'd better be off to pop,"John reminded them. Albus got up and followed John out of the Hall, with Amanda and rose wine following.

Matt never showed up in DADA. Albus doubted that he would because he looked pretty worn out at breakfast. Albus figured his dad must have known that Matt was in the Hospital flank because he skipped right over his name during attending. It was a dependable papa lesson. They spent the majority of it practicing disarming each other. Albus and can had a goodness prison term doing so, as both of them were quite skilled with that particular magic spell. They were the few who were honest at it. well-nigh of the other pupil had a hard time with it, which was why Harry had them practicing it so often. He stressed that it was one of the most important while to master. Amanda, in particular, was having a hard meter with it, but she did handle to disarm Rose once during the deterrent example.

Charms, on the other hand, was another disaster. Professor Washbburn stormed into the room, and Albus immediately stopped talking. He was sitting at his usual back table with John, Rose, and Amanda.

Washburn quickly ran down the attendance leaning, stopping at matt 's name."Where 's Eckerton ?"he barked loudly. No one answered."thrower ! Where 's Eckerton ?"

"In the infirmary Wing,"Albus whispered.

"Speak louder !"Washburn screamed.

"I said he 's in the Hospital extension, Sir,"Albus said.

"He 's always in the infirmary wing. What 's ill-timed with him this clock time ?"Washburn muttered to himself.

Albus chose not to answer that motion and he sat crushed in his seat.

"fountainhead, we 're going to consume another endeavour at levitation today,"Washburn growled,"But we 're not levitating feathers this time. All of you who are somewhat skilled at this class have managed that already,"he glared towards the book binding table and his eyes rested on Albus."You 'll be levitating books, so do n't hit anyone with them. Go on, get started."The year all took out their book and sceptre, while Washburn took his usual seat behind his desk and glared at them.

Albus reluctantly muttered the incantation and his book moved an inch off the desk and fell back again. He looked at St. John the Apostle, Rose, and Amanda. After a few endeavour, blush wine had managed to levitate her Book, although she received no praise from their professor. St. John the Apostle was able to do it after a one-half hour of practice, not receiving any praise either. Amanda was having a bit more trouble, but was still doing break than Albus.

With ten minutes left in the class, Washburn started making his troll to all the scholarly person, and much to Albus 's alarm, he stopped at his table.

"Well, Potter, let 's see if you 're right with account book than feathers. Go ahead, levitate it,"Washburn sneered.

Albus muttered the trance quickly and his book managed to get a few inches off the table before falling back down.

"Do it again,"Washburn glared at him.

Albus did it again, this time making the record book float a good base off the table. Albus was so shocked that he jerked his wand and caused the Holy Writ to get going speeding towards one of the Windows. Albus knew what was going to chance right before it did. The Quran flew right at the window, not stopping when it reached it, and soared straight through. The chalk shattered and showered a few students with fragment. They screamed as the glass cut their arms.

"potter !"Washburn shouted,"must you always make trouble in this class ? !"

Albus did not say a news, he just stared down at his desk.

"Detention ! Saturday night !"Washburn screamed,"You,"he pointed at the students who were showered with Methedrine,"Go to the hospital Wing. The rest of you, course dismissed."

"Um, Professor,"Albus whispered,"I ca n't do detention on Saturday night."

"And why on worldly concern not ?"Washburn seethed,"I 'll resolve when you 'll do detention."

"I 've got a meeting with my aunt."

"Your aunt can wait."

"No, she ca n't. I 'm supposed to get, er, deterrent example from her,"Albus said, not wanting to bring out what the lessons were."You can ask the Headmaster."

"Fine. I 'll do that, then,"Washburn told him,"Now get out !"

Albus ran quickly out of the room and managed to overhear up with his friends as they were entering the Great dormitory for dejeuner."That was horrible."

"I know,"John the Evangelist agreed.

"I hate charms,"Albus groaned as he sat down at the table,"I do n't want to do that detention. It 's gon na be speculative now that he 's got to put it off until after Saturday."

"He definitely will,"Rose agreed,"Hey ! matt, you 're back !"

matte came over to the table, looking a bit better than he did that morning."Yeah, sorry I missed two lesson. I heard about what happened in Charms. That Washburn 's an idiot."

"So ma'am Pomfrey actually helped ?"John looked at Matt in awe.

"Yeah, she did,"flatness told them,"And it 's a good thing. I do n't consider I could cause gone to any form today if she didn't."

"But why ?"John asked,"Did you say the injuries were leftover from the decline ?"

"Nope,"lustrelessness responded,"She knew they were from detention. But she healed them anyway. I guess because I was n't totally over the whole shoetree thing. She seemed pretty upset about the hale matter. Kept going on about how irresponsible Filch is and how he should n't make made me do all that cleaning. Said she was going to babble to the Headmaster about it and everything."

"Blimey,"John looked at Matt warily,"I 've never seen her mad about injuries from Muggle cleaning before. Always says we bring it upon ourselves."

Matt shrugged and piled his crustal plate with food for thought and started eating, not elaborating on his slip to the infirmary Wing.

Albus had a unknown feeling that there was more to the tree story than matte was letting on about. He could order that flatness was trying to pass over something up, and he could n't help but call back about the werewolf research that he and Rose had done over break of serve. There had been a full moon over the holiday and Albus kept thinking that the shoetree story was just a blanket up. He saw how mat had looked at his babe before telling the story and he seemed a bit leery on telling it in the offset position. As Albus started eating his lunch, he decided to look out Matt carefully around the time of the next broad lunar month, which was in two weeks.

Double potions with the Slytherins was after lunch that day. Albus thought the class went pretty well. Slughorn lectured on the Shrinking answer during the first half and the endorsement one-half was spent attempting to make the potion. Albus was partnered with John the Divine, and although their potion was a shade lighter than the trust color, both boys thought they did pretty well.

`` What 's that, Potty ? '' Scorpius Malfoy appeared behind Albus as he was putting his ampoule of Shrinking result on Slughorn 's desk at the end of class.

`` A potion, what else do you think it could be ? '' Albus answered flatly.

`` Looks more like cat sick, '' Malfoy laughed as he put his potion, which happened to be the perfect colouring material, onto Slughorn 's desk. `` Ca n't even brew a bare shrinkage Solution. ``

`` At least I can disarm someone, which is a whole lot more utile than making potions, '' Albus retorted as he started to leave the room. Malfoy had extreme point difficultness in disarming his partner during that sunup 's DADA class.

`` As if I 'd try disarming if someone were attacking me, '' Malfoy laughed. A few of his cronies giggled behind him. `` A hex would wreak loads better. ``

`` You know perfectly well that disarming deeds better than curse, Malfoy, '' mat had caught up to them in the dungeon corridor, `` professor Potter says that every time we practice disarming. ``

`` And I suppose you 're an expert on defence reaction now, Eckerton ? Judging by the way you looked last night, a five year old could beat you in a duel, '' Malfoy sneered at him. `` By the way, rumor has it that brothel keeper Pomfrey actually healed your injuries from in conclusion night 's detainment. That confessedly ? ``

Matt froze and stared at Malfoy. `` Yeah, so ? '' he whispered.

Malfoy smirked, `` After I heard that I went up to see if she 'd cure my combat injury. My paw 's been aching all day. She glared at me and told me if I should call back about my hand the next time I 'm about to founder the rules, then she shooed me out and said to get to grade. ``

`` good for you, '' Matt answered.

`` fountainhead, why ? Why 'd she heal you, but not me ? What 's so special about you ? '' Malfoy asked.

`` I dunno, '' Matt glanced around at his friends.

`` There 's something Wyrd about you, '' Malfoy stepped towards Matt.

`` Why do n't you just close it ? '' John shouted and pulled out his wand.

`` Gon na rescue your friend, Brickston ? '' Malfoy pulled out his own verge, `` Or maybe you could tell me why he 's always in the Hospital Wing. ``

`` Do n't reckon I can, '' John answered, `` But I could make sure enough you spend the residuum of the day there, if you like. ``

`` Ooo, gon na duel me ? '' Malfoy turned to whoremaster, `` Well, I dunno what 's up with Eckerton, but I 'm going to find out. ``

`` What 's going on here ? '' Amy came running up behind Malfoy, `` What do you think you 're doing ! ? '' she shouted at Malfoy, once she realized that his wand was still pointed at Matt.

`` Ah, Eckerton 's sis ! Maybe she 'll tell me why madam Pomfrey treats him peculiar ? '' Malfoy grinned maliciously at Amy.

Amy stood between Malfoy and matte and glared at Malfoy, `` That 's none of your business. And if you point your wand at him again, you 'll rue it. '' She turned around, threw her arm around Matt, and dragged him away towards the stairs.

`` Believe me, I 'll find out, '' Malfoy smirked at John, put his wand away, and sauntered off towards the Slytherin common room.

`` Blimey, '' John said, once Malfoy was out of earshot, `` He 's mad. ``

`` Yeah, he is, '' Albus agreed, `` He knows something 's up with Matt, too. And I do n't mean he 's going to give up until he finds out. ``

`` well, we ca n't let him incur out, then, '' John stated.

`` But we do n't even know for trusted ! '' Albus reminded him.

`` True, '' John shrugged, `` But I think we 're decently. And Amy 's so protective of him. Did you see her face when Malfoy asked her to tell him ? ``

`` She was seething. Just like on the train after break, '' Albus said, while starting to walk up the stairs to the Entrance Hall.

`` We 've got to find out for indisputable. ``

`` He 'll tell us what it is eventually, '' Albus insisted, `` He 'll realize that he can rely us. ``

`` That 's the thing, I do n't make love if he will, especially if it is what we think it is, '' John sighed.

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Thanks as always to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my brother, and my other sister ! Also thanks to inkheart for the review. Please read and look back !

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Albus and his champion spent the next few days trying to avert Malfoy. It was n't hard since most of their extra time was spent in the common way doing preparation. Matt was especially wary of Malfoy and made sure to hide behind John the Divine, who was a head taller than him, whenever they passed Malfoy in the Charles Martin Hall. Despite this, Matt seemed to act like the showdown with Malfoy had never happened, and did not look to want to recount Albus or his former friends what his secret was. Saint John did not seem surprised at this, but Albus had thought that maybe after what had happened with Malfoy, Matt might want to confide in someone. Amy also had started keeping a close eye on Matt after this result, which was odd because during go down condition, she would often go a day or two without talking to matt. Now it seemed that she was checking up on him at least once a day.

`` Hi, guys, '' Amy greeted Albus and his friends on Sabbatum evening. Albus, John, lusterlessness, Rose, and Amanda were all clustered around a mesa in the commons room, working on various homework assigning. `` What 's everyone up to ? ``

`` Homework, '' matt groaned. He was working on a particularly hard essay for Potions.

`` Well, some of us are working on it, '' Rose chimed in, glaring at John.

`` What ? '' John smiled innocently, `` I 've got all tomorrow to do it. ``

Rose sighed, `` You 'd do better to start it today. ``

`` I know, '' john agreed, `` But right now I 'm enjoying watching you study, while I sit and do nada. '' Rose groaned and went back to her reading.

`` So, '' Amy started, as she sat down next to Matt, `` How are you ? ``

`` I 'm fine, '' lusterlessness replied, `` But I 'd be expert if you 'd do this essay for me. ``

`` Not gon na happen, '' Amy grinned, `` I 'm glad you 're doing good. Have you all been staying away from Willinson ? He has n't bothered any of you, has he ? If he has, I 'll get Victoire to put him in his topographic point. ``

`` No, '' Albus answered, `` Have n't talked to him since the train. Strange, really. ``

`` well, beneficial, '' Amy said, `` Hopefully it 'll appease that way. But do n't go alone anywhere. He does n't give up this quickly. ``

`` We know, Amy, '' matt snapped, `` You 're not our mum. ``

Albus looked up from his study at the sound of the impendent argument. He could have sworn he saw matte 's eye flash amber, but they were back to their usual blue within a second.

`` Jeez, lustrelessness. I 'm just making sure enough he does n't trouble oneself you. Mum said- ''

`` I know what Mum said ! '' lusterlessness cut her off loudly.

`` Could you please be a bit quieter ? '' Amanda asked in a fray tone.

`` Sorry, '' Amy and lustrelessness mumbled and continued arguing in softer representative.

Albus glanced over and saw that she was working on her astronomy charts. She had been having a toughened sentence in astronomy all year. `` motive any help ? ``

`` Ugh, '' Amanda groaned, `` It 's astronomy. I 'm rubbish at it. I 've been doing this chart for the yesteryear time of day. Anyone know when the next full moon is ? ``

Both Amy and matt jerked their heads toward Amanda. `` Two weeks from tonight. The 24th, '' Matt whispered quickly, then looked back at Amy. Amy glared at him and they resumed their argument.

`` Uh, thanks, '' Amanda looked cautiously at both Matt and Amy, and then started writing furiously on her chart.

Albus glanced across the tabular array at Rose, who was already trying to grab his attention. The cousins looked at each other for a few instant, and then quickly returned to their homework. nonentity said anything for a few minutes, with the exception of Amy and lustrelessness, who were still arguing. However, they were doing so so quietly that Albus was ineffective to bring in out any of the words.

`` Blimey ! '' William James had walked over to the board and standing behind Rose. `` Who died ? ``

`` Huh ? '' Albus looked up from his work.

`` You 're so quiet ! '' James replied.

`` Oh, uh, '' Albus glanced at Amy and Matt, `` They were arguing about something. ``

`` Ah, sibling love, it 's a wonderful thing, '' James grinned, `` So, you ready to get your nous read by Aunt Hermione ? ``

Albus looked up at the clock, it was quarter to eight, `` Bloody hell, I forgot about that ! ``

`` serious affair I remembered, '' James said.

`` Yeah, '' Albus put his books into his bag and got up, `` I 'm fix. ``

rosebush got up as well, `` I 'm going too. I want to see Mum. ``

`` Ok, '' James River turned around and started walking towards the entrance.

`` Good luck, '' John waved as Albus followed his brother. Amanda waved, but did n't take care up from her workplace. flatness and Amy were too busy arguing to notice Albus and rose leave.

Albus, James II, and rose wine left the common way to find a abandon corridor. `` Good, no one 's out here, '' Rose whispered.

`` Why ? '' Epistle of James asked.

`` Wanted to talk to you two alone about our, er, research, '' rosiness answered. `` Have either of you found anything ? ``

`` Nope, '' Albus told her, `` I 've been reading snatch of McGonagall 's book before I go to bed every Night. It 's the only time I can do it in secret. I just pull the suspension closed, and everyone thinks I 'm sleeping. ``

`` I 've been doing the Lapp matter, '' blush wine revealed, `` But I have n't so much as read the Son 'Hallows'. ``

`` Er, I have n't even set up a Holy Writ to understand yet, '' James II confessed.

`` Well, find one soon ! '' pink wine scolded, `` We 've got to rule out what our parents are hiding from us ! ``

`` I know, I know, '' James said.

`` I 've read a couple so far, and Madam Pince keeps eying me when I check them out, '' Rose told them, `` But I 've got a feeling we 're not going to obtain anything in record book. ``

`` Really ? '' Henry James grinned, `` Are you doubting books ? ``

`` Shut it, Henry James, '' Rose warned, `` I 'm going to lead off looking at the old seer articles they have in the subroutine library. ``

`` Sounds estimable, '' Albus said as they rounded the nook and walked towards the transfiguration room.

When they walked in, Hermione was standing near a stone drainage basin that Albus recognized as the Pensive. Hermione was pulling thought process out of her head with her verge and placing them into the catchment basin. Albus wondered if maybe those view had to do with what his parents were keeping from him. If only he could see the retentivity without Hermione knowing.

Hermione turned around when Albus shut the doorway behind them, `` Hi, boys ! '' she greeted.

`` Hi, '' King James I and Albus said back.

`` Oh, and Rose, you 're here too ! '' Hermione walked over to her girl and gave her a hug.

`` Hi, Mum ! ``

`` How 's term going ? '' Hermione asked.

`` Oh, pretty safe, '' Rose answered, `` scads of prep, but I 'm getting it done. I 'm afraid I lost a few power point on the last Charms essay. I hope I did n't, though. ``

`` I 'm sure as shooting you did fine on it, '' Hermione reassured her. `` How about you two ? How are your stratum going ? ``

`` All right, '' James replied, `` But I 'm afraid I lost to a greater extent than just a few pointedness on my last Charms essay. '' Saint James laughed.

`` And I 'm not so sure as shooting you did fine on it, '' Hermione responded, `` And you, Albus ? ``

`` Oh, it 's going well, I suppose, '' Albus told his auntie, `` And I 'm afraid I completely failed the Charms essay. ``

`` Do n't worry, I 'm sure you at least scraped a passing grade, '' Hermione said.

`` I dunno, Washburn hates me. ``

`` prof Washburn, and I do n't opine that 's truthful, '' Hermione told him, `` But that 's not why we 're her tonight. Tonight, you will part learning Occlumency. Rose, are you staying ? ``

`` Can I ? '' rose asked, `` I 've read a bit about Occlumency and it sounds very matter to. ``

`` Of course you can stay. I do n't recall I will have you do any practical work, but you 're welcome to memorise the theory, '' Hermione informed her.

`` You mean, we 're going to let meter reading to do ? '' Saint James asked disgustedly.

`` Of course, '' Hermione laughed, `` What did you expect ? ``

`` I dunno, Dad 's Occlumency lessons were all pragmatic, '' James IV reminded her.

`` I know, but I feel it 's better for you to take the theory as well, '' Hermione informed them, `` Now, could you all sit down ? ``

Albus, James River, and rose wine all sat at the table closest to the teacher 's desk.

`` Good, now I 've got some books for you, '' Hermione picked up two book of account and placed them in social movement of Albus and James, `` Rose, I did n't screw you 'd be studying this as well, so I do n't hold a book for you. You can look on with your cousins and if you decide to keep open coming to our lessons then I 'll get you a book, too. ``

Albus looked at his book. It was entitled, Legilimency and Occlumency : The Art of Seeing Others'thinking and Protecting Your Own Mind.

`` Creative title, '' Saint James whispered and they both laughed.

`` Open the Holy Writ to page five, please, '' Hermione told them, `` Now, as you are both aware, Legilimency is what is used to see into another mortal 's thoughts, or as some say, read their thinker. When the trance, Legilimens, is used, a person can see into another 's thoughts. This can be done if the soul getting the enchantment performed on is arouse or asleep. When the person is awake, they feel an odd sensation in their nous, sort of like a head ache, but not exactly. They often also see their own memory board. If the person is asleep, then they often have strange pipe dream or dreams about their retentiveness. ``

`` Hey, Voldemort 's in this Koran ! '' Rose exclaimed. Albus notification that she was leafing through the first chapter.

`` Yes, he is, '' Hermione responded briskly, `` nobleman Voldemort, although he was a ugly, evil somebody, was one of the most skilled Legilimens and Occlumens the Wizarding existence has ever seen. He is a double-dyed example of why Legilimency and Occlumency are both very severe if used in the wrong way. Voldemort was able-bodied to tell exactly where his Death eater loyalties really lay, as well as observe others from knowing his innermost thoughts and secrets. ``

Hermione continued her lecturing for a half hr, giving a brief overview of the first chapter. This chapter explained what Legilimency and Occlumency were and went over the fundamental principle needed to try Occlumency. James and Albus were expected to read the first chapter and answer a few interrogative before the side by side class.

`` Now, for the next half hour, I 'd care to start the hardheaded aspect of this lesson, '' Hermione stood up and picked up her wand. `` Who wants to go first ? ``

James and Albus looked at each other. `` You 're sometime, you go first, '' Albus told his brother.

`` All right, '' St. James stood up and pointed his wand at his aunt.

`` Remember, there 's no magic spell. You 've got to close your mind. Take a few minutes to try to clear all thoughts from your head. ``

James lowered his wand and started to stare directly at the wall behind Hermione. After a few minutes, a blank feeling appeared on his face.

`` Good, '' Hermione said, `` Ready ? ``

Saint James looked back at her with a nervous look on his face, `` I suppose. ``

`` Legilimens ! '' Hermione shouted.

James looked horrified as he stared at his aunt. He dropped his wand and pressed his mitt to his forehead. Hermione continued to channelize her wand at him, but it was obvious that he was n't succeeding at closing his mind. He had sunk down to the floor, with his hands on his caput. Hermione lowered her sceptre and walked over to him.

`` Are you all right ? '' she asked, extending her hand for James to grab.

`` amercement, '' James I mumbled as he took Hermione 's mitt and stood up again, `` It 's just, that 's exactly what it felt like when someone did that to me during detention. ``

`` That 's because that was what individual did to you during detention, '' Hermione explained.

`` But I did n't hear anyone shouting 'Legilimens', '' James told her.

`` They were doing it non-verbally. We 'll get to that stop in our lessons eventually, but for now I will do it verbally so you know what 's going on, '' Hermione said, `` Now, that was a pretty good attempt for the first prison term. You see now how hard it is to close your mind. ``

`` Yeah, '' James IV agreed as he sat back down.

`` Your turn, Albus, '' Hermione announced.

Albus had momentarily forgotten that he, too, had to have his aunty read his creative thinker. He got up, his heart beating fast. He had never had Legilimency performed on him while he was awake, and he did not know what to expect.

`` Try to clear your mind, '' Hermione told him as she walked a few groundwork away and turned around to wait.

Albus tried to clear his judgement, but it was hard. His thoughts were consumed with whether mat was a lycanthrope or not. He was also constantly thinking about what 'Hallows'could possibly be. Not to advert the intellect why he was having these lessons in the world-class place. It was difficult not to think about someone seeing his thoughts.

`` Ready ? '' Hermione asked. Albus nodded with a nervous look on his face.

`` Legilimens ! '' she shouted.

The classroom seemed to disappear as Albus was thrown into his own store. He was four age old and James had stolen the toy broom he had received on his birthday. Epistle of James was flying it around while Albus chased him. The scene changed and he saw the time he dropped a sharp knife onto his metrical unit, but instead of slicing it unfastened, the tongue just bounced off it. He had been four then, as well, and that was the first magical matter he did. The scene changed yet again and Albus was seven and was playing with his first cousin at the burrow. Then he was at family, reading his Hogwarts letter of the alphabet. The shot changed for a terminal time, he and rosiness were sitting in Rose 's bedroom at the tunnel, researching about werewolves. Albus 's heart beat faster. He could n't let his aunty see that.

`` No ! '' Albus exclaimed, and the classroom reappeared in front of him. He glanced around and was half surprised that he was still standing up, since St. James the Apostle had collapsed during his attempt.

Hermione was looking at him and then she glanced at pink wine, then back to Albus. She had obviously seen a bit of the shoemaker's last memory board. `` Well, you actually managed to hold on me, although not by rule means of Occlumency. But that is very thoroughly for a world-class try. What was that last retentiveness ? ``

`` Nothing, nix, '' Albus replied quickly, averting his gaze from his aunt.

`` Very well, I think that is enough for tonight. Albus, Epistle of James, keep practicing. Try to close your minds before you go to bed. I 'll see you all on Tuesday. in force luck with all your classes. And try to behave yourselves during spell, '' Hermione added.

`` We do ! '' Saint James the Apostle insisted, `` professor Washburn just does n't like us. ``

`` Be that as it may, you do need to pass his form, '' Hermione reminded them, `` unspoiled night. ``

`` night, '' Albus, James, and Rose said as they left the classroom.

`` So, what was that store that you did n't desire my mum to see ? '' Rose asked curiously once they were out of earshot of the classroom.

`` Later, '' Albus whispered, glancing at James.

`` Blimey, that 's some strange hooey, Legilimency and Occlumency, '' King James I announced after a few bit of silence, `` But you seem good at it, Albus. ``

`` Maybe, '' Albus responded.

`` near than me. I could n't do anything during it. Just kind of forgot everything except the memories I was seeing. Could n't mean of anything to do about it, '' James explained.

`` You 've just got to recitation it, '' Albus told him, `` Plus, this was just the first time. And anyway, I 've got to think of something better to do than just shouting out random things. People will think I 'm a nutter if I 'm just shouting out 'no'all the time. ``

St. James laughed, `` Well, I already know you 're a nutter. ``

`` Oh, shut it, King James, '' Albus laughed and punched James in the arm. James punched him back and they continued that until they reached the Fat noblewoman. blush wine followed behind and muttered something that sounded like 'boys'.

When they arrived back at the common room, Saint James immediately went to his dormitory so he could tell his supporter about the lesson.

`` So, what was the memory ? '' Rose whispered to Albus.

`` When we were researching about werewolves, '' Albus told her, `` I did n't want Aunt Hermione to be intimate about that. ``

`` Why not ? '' rose wine asked.

`` I dunno, really. I mean, it 's not like she had a problem with Teddy 's dad. I guess she just came awfully close to seeing our other inquiry, '' Albus explained.

`` ripe head, '' rose agreed, `` But you know, you 've got to practice this. What if she does feel out about that ? She 'll severalize Uncle Harry. ``

`` I know, I know, I 'll pattern, '' Albus assured her.

`` commodity, '' Rose seemed satisfied, `` Now, we 'd better get to bed. Good night. ``

`` Night, '' Albus said as he walked to the door to the dormitory. As he lay in bed trying to get to sleep, listening to Bilius 's snoring, he tried to close his mind. 'Think about zero ,'he kept repeating in his judgement. But it did n't influence, because Albus yet again had the same nightmare.

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A/N : Hope everyone liked it ! I am a bit embarrassed to admit that I have been typing my own sis 's username incorrectly in the retiring few Author 's Note I 've done for this fic. Her gens is Dancer Of Starlight. I must be mixing it up with another land site. So give thanks, Dancer Of Starlight for reading this and helping me with it ! Thanks also to my former sister and my sidekick. Thanks as well to inkheart, for the review, you 're awesome ! Please read and brush up, everyone !

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During the next two week, tensions ran high between the Gryffindors and Slytherins. As the close at hand Quidditch peer grew nearer, there were more and Thomas More duels in the corridors. These usually resulted in respective players having to go to the hospital Wing. Luckily, no one had been severely injured yet. However, both Houses were starting to be very protective of their players. Samantha Meyers forbade anyone on the Gryffindor team from wandering the corridors alone. She was also getting more and more acute with her pattern schedules. Samantha had started scheduling a recitation for every night of the week. Every even, the Gryffindor team came trooping back into the commons room well after dark, looking tired and worn out. Slytherin was also practicing each day, but they got an earlier clock time in the evening.

Nightly Quidditch practices did not bode well for James II 's Occlumency lessons. He had asked Hermione if he could skim the lessons until after the match, but she would not countenance it. St. James the Apostle grudgingly skipped his Quidditch exercise, much to Samantha 's disheartenment. She was not happy about James missing practice. Hermione actually sent her a letter, which got her to stop worrying James about practice.

Albus thought he was making a bit of onward motion with his Occlumency. He had been reading the Word and doing the homework, although he did not enjoy it. Occlumency was like having another class to contract, so he wound up with Sir Thomas More homework than the rest of his classmates. Albus had not yet succeeded in preventing Hermione from entering his mind, but he usually managed to force her out after a slight while. He was relieved that he had so far prevented her from discovering his Hallows inquiry. Despite this, he was still having strange nightmares a couple of nights a week. James was not making nearly as much progress as Albus. He had yet to hold back Hermione 's Legilimency at all, and was still collapsing on the floor occasionally. Saint James the Apostle was getting increasingly fed up with Occlumency and did not relish the moral at all.

As the Quidditch lucifer, and the full moon, grew tightlipped, Albus started to watch lusterlessness for sign of sickness. The day before the equal, Matt almost slept through breakfast. John had to wake him up before he left for the Great Radclyffe Hall. Albus watched him throughout DADA and noticed that he was much more tired than common. He kept his head on the desk the entire class and did n't lead any notes. Harry did not say anything about this, which Albus thought was strange because whenever anyone else fell asleep in early classes, the instructor woke them up. Albus could n't call up a clock time when individual fell asleep in DADA, though, because usually that class was exciting.

`` Are you ok ? '' Albus asked Matt as they were walking to Charms.

`` fine, '' matte responded. He was walking a bit wearisome than common, `` Just tired. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus said warily, `` But if you want to go to the Hospital annexe during appealingness, I 'll volunteer to take you. ``

`` I will too, '' John agreed, `` Anything to get out of that class. ``

The boy immediately stopped talking once they entered the Charms classroom and went to their usual back mesa. Once he sat down, matt put his head down on top of his book. Washburn stormed into the room a few second gear later and started taking attendance.

`` I 'm lecturing today, take out your notes, '' he barked at the class. Everyone silently found quill pen and parchment as Washburn pointed his verge at the board. Notes appeared on it and Albus started copying them down. Washburn started talking and droned on for about half the period without stopping, even when pupil raised their script to ask doubt. Albus did not glance up to look at him at all. Once he finished copying his notes, he looked over at Matt and noticed that he had fallen asleep. Unfortunately, Washburn had noticed, too.

`` Eckerton ! '' Washburn shouted while he walked towards the back mesa, `` This is not nap time ! ``

`` I do n't think he 's feeling well, sir, '' toilet said tentatively.

`` I did n't ask how he 's feeling ! '' Washburn growled at John. `` Now fire up up and pay care ! '' he shouted again.

Matt slowly picked up his question and stared at Washburn, `` Huh ? ``

`` I said this is not nap time ! '' Washburn screamed.

`` Oh, sorry, '' Matt mumbled. He stared down at his book and rested his head on his hand.

Washburn grumbled something incoherent and got back to his speech. mat kept his head word up the relaxation of the course of study, but did n't take any eminence. Although he did go to Astronomy after lunch, Matt did not seem to pay a good deal attention in that class either. After course of study was over, he went up to the dormitory and slept straight through dinner.

`` What other explanation could there be ? '' Rose wondered aloud in the common room that night. She, Albus, John, and Amanda were sitting around a tabular array after dinner. The pre-Quidditch match excitement kept the topsy-turvydom and noise in the common room up, so no one was paying much attention to what they were talking about.

`` I do n't recollect there is another one, '' Albus told her, `` He 's got to be a werewolf. He gets mad every entire moon and leaves overnight. When he comes back he 's still sick and he 's got accidental injury. ``

`` I 'm sure he is one, '' privy agreed, `` Just hope he tells us soon, or I 'm just going to have got to tell him I know. It 's gon na be severe to shroud that we know. ``

`` Think how severe it is for Matt ? Hiding that from everyone, '' Albus reminded him.

`` True. ``

`` So, who thinks we 'll win the lucifer tomorrow ? '' Albus asked, changing the subject.

`` I do ! '' St. John the Apostle shouted, `` With your cousin-german 's new heather, we 'll be unbeatable. ``

`` Definitely, '' Amanda agreed, `` I ca n't wait to see it in natural process. ``

`` You 've really gotten into Quidditch, have n't you ? '' Rose giggled.

`` Sure have, it 's so much skilful than football, '' Amanda told her.

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The match was to be held in the early afternoon, which was a bit later than the previous Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff friction match. Albus and his friends spent the earlier piece of the day playing Wizard 's cheat and Exploding walkover in the vulgar room. matte seemed too tired to encounter anything, so he laid on one of the couch and watched the game. Albus noticed the Gryffindor team huddled in one corner of the way, reviewing lowest minute tactic. Saint James the Apostle looked a bit skittish, which was perceivable considering the stopping point couple landed him in the Hospital Wing.

The morning dragged by, but eventually, everyone started to make their way down to the pitch after lunch.

`` Should be a right secret plan, '' Albus said to John as they were walking towards the pitch.

`` Definitely. I 've been looking forward to a Gryffindor vs. Slytherin game. I 've heard they 're the upright one, '' John told him.

`` That 's what I 've heard, too. Dad says they were usually the most exciting ones in his Day here, '' Albus informed John.

`` experimental condition could n't be regretful, though, '' lav lamented. He was right. The weather was not cooperating for a plot of Quidditch. Although the visibleness seemed to be a bit better than Gryffindor 's last couple, the Charles Percy Snow was falling at a steady rate and it was bitterly cold.

`` Hopefully it wo n't finale as long as last time, '' Rose pulled her cloak tighter, `` I 'm freezing. ``

`` Me, too, '' Matt agreed. He was already shivering, and was a few footstep behind everyone else.

Albus and the eternal sleep of the group slowed down to set aside Matt to take in up with them. `` Well, I just hope James River does n't get injured again, '' Albus said.

`` Hope not, '' Amanda agreed.

The five first years made their way through the crew and found their way to a few derriere on Gryffindor 's slope of the stands. As they were walking slowly to match matte 's rate, they were some of the end people in the base. They found their seats just before the commentary started.

`` Welcome to the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin friction match ! '' Sweeney Todd Ian Douglas Smith shouted over the crowd, `` This is a highly anticipated match that should test to be as charge up as always. The conditions 's brutal, but that should n't block up a well trained team.

`` And here come the squad ! first base onto the sales pitch is the Gryffindor team. Captain Samantha Meyers, followed by Sakartvelo Weasley, Fred Weasley, Heather Weasley, Omar Bradley Weasley, Ryan O'Malley, and James ceramicist ! ''

The squad flew around the tar once and then landed future to each other on the ground.

`` Here are the Slytherins. Captain Talan Flint, followed by shaft Goyle, Helen Hunt Jackson Naiser, Ferris Fielding, Peyton Haines, Hailey Odele, and Glenna Dabney. ``

The Slytherins flew once around the pitch and landed in front of the Gryffindors. The referee, Alan Oteski, had the captains stimulate hands, and the squad were off.

`` Professor Oteski releases the Quaffle, Bludgers, and snitcher, and the instrumentalist are up ! Quaffle goes to Fielding and he 's flying towards the Gryffindor goal posts. Oh, nice Bludger workplace by O'Malley ! Quaffle goes to Meyers, she flies down the pitch, passing to the two Weasley chasers. And heather mixture Weasley scores the first goal ! ``

The Gryffindor team scored three goals within the for the first time five instant. Slytherin had not managed to get any goals past Georgia.

`` Of course of instruction, the energize part of this biz is GA Weasley 's new heather. It 's a Firebolt 3000. The fastest Calluna vulgaris yet ! It seems to be proving itself in this game. What with Georgia 's incredible science, and that heather, I 'd be surprised if Slytherin scores any goals at all ! '' Todd shouted excitedly.

`` She 's amazing ! '' John exclaimed, `` I want one of those Calluna vulgaris ! ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus agreed, `` I flew it over holiday. It was amazing. ``

`` Wow ! Think she 'd let me rag it ? '' Saint John the Apostle asked.

`` Maybe. If you come to my place over the summertime, I 'll ask her, '' Albus told him.

`` Awesome ! '' John the Evangelist grinned.

`` Another goal scored for Gryffindor ! Making the grudge 40-0 in favor of Gryffindor ! Fred Wealsey has the Quaffle, he 's storming up the pitching, headed to the Slytherin goal posts. Ouch ! Hit in the back with a Bludger sent from Naiser. Odele has the Quaffle now and is headed towards Georgia Weasley. She passes to fielding, who attempts to score a end. And saved ! Wow, I did n't believe a ling could go that fast, '' Sweeney Todd was jumping up and down at the reviewer 's podium now.

`` flint does not take care happy, '' Albus commented.

`` No, he does n't. front like he 's ready to hex mortal, '' John agreed.

`` Would n't put it past him, '' Rose chimed in, `` These matches are known to get ugly. ``

The game continued for a patch, with Gryffindor scoring a few more goals. Slytherin did supervise to get one goal after Flint sent a Bludger at Peach State right when Odele was attempting to score.

`` Think this match will last much longer ? '' flatness asked.

`` Dunno. Does n't look like Saint James or Dabney have seen the stoolie yet, '' Albus peered out at the playing area. `` They 're just hovering above everyone else. Looks like they 're trying to stay out of it. I can see why. The Bludger work is getting nasty. ''

And it was. All the Gryffindor chasers were sporting some kind of hurt. Sakartvelo had a nose bleed, but seemed to be ignoring it. Odele and Haines both had taken Bludgers to arm and it seemed to have affected their power to catch the Quaffle.

Albus looked over at Matt. He was sitting down, shivering, with his head resting on his hand. `` You ok ? ``

`` I guess. I just hope the match is done soon, '' Matt winced.

`` wish to go back inside ? '' Albus asked.

`` No, I 'll be OK, '' Matt insisted.

`` Another destination for Gryffindor ! Making the mate 110-10 Gryffindor ! '' Sir Alexander Robertus Todd bellowed, `` And the match is getting ugly. Ouch ! Fred Weasley takes a Bludger to the headspring, causing him to throw off the Quaffle. But it 's caught by Meyers ! She passes to Heather, who scores another goal !

`` Flint appears to stimulate abandoned the Bludgers and is soaring up towards ceramicist and Dabney. What 's he up to ? Meanwhile, Tom Bradley Weasley hits a well aimed Bludger towards Fielding, who drops the Quaffle. back to Flint. It appears that he is getting into an argument with Dabney. I wonder what they 're saying ? Hope it 's important. Looks like his neglect of beater duties has caused his uninjured chaser to get hit. ``

Flint turned his caput around and flew square towards Empire State of the South. Odele was flying towards the destination posts with the Quaffle. `` What 's he doing now ? He 's catch storage area of GA 's broom ! Foul ! Flint has grabbed Georgia 's broom and appears to be preventing her from keeping ! Foul ! '' Todd screamed angrily. Odele took advantage of the situation and scored a goal.

Oteski blew his tin whistle, `` penalty nip for Gryffindor ! unneeded grabbing of opposing keeper 's broomstick. Honestly, you should know ameliorate ! Such an obvious foul ! And that goal does not number ! ``

`` Gryffindor captain, Meyers, easily scores the penalty snapshot, bringing the mark up to 130-10 Gryffindor, '' Todd announced, `` Slytherin chaser, Fielding, manages to get the Quaffle and is flying towards the Gryffindor end mail. Bradley Weasley sends a Bludger towards him and, ouch ! He 's knocked off his heather. Lucky for him, he was low to the ground. But looks like he 's out for the rest of the game, probably broke his arm or something. ``

`` This is amazing ! '' John exclaimed, `` I 've never seen Quidditch like this. I wonder if Slytherin 's ever lost by this very much before. ``

`` I dunno, '' Albus responded, `` But I do n't think their Seeker 's very dear. All she 's doing is following King James I around. And Flint was yelling at her for something. ``

`` Probably telling her just to becharm the stoolie so they can end the miserableness, '' John laughed.

`` James better catch the snitcher soon, '' Matt groaned, `` I do n't retrieve I can choose much Sir Thomas More of this. '' He was huddled on his seat, holding his venter in pain.

`` Sure you do n't want to go in ? '' Albus asked.

`` I dunno, '' matt moaned, `` Maybe. ``

`` Looks like potter 's seen the Snitch ! '' Todd shouted. James had started speeding towards the Gryffindor finish spot, with Dabney following closely behind. `` The Slytherin beaters seem to be trying to hit Potter with the Bludgers. But, hang on, the Gryffindor chasers and beaters seem to have surrounded Potter, protecting him from Naiser and flint. Blimey ! I 've never seen anything like it ! And it worked ! Potter caught the Snitch ! ``

The gang erupted into clapping, Gryffindors storming the background, lifting King James up into the air. They started walking back to the castle. The Slytherin team was looking homicidal and flint was screaming at Dabney.

`` Let 's go, '' Rose said, looking at Matt.

`` Oh, good, '' lusterlessness moaned as he slowly stood up.

`` You want to go to the infirmary Wing ? '' Albus asked.

`` No, I do n't suppose so, '' lustrelessness said, leaning on trick for support.

The five friend slowly made their way up to the castle. By the clip they got there, everyone else had already made it back. It took them a while to rise the stairs to Gryffindor Tower, but eventually, they made it.

When they entered the common elbow room, a party was already in fully swing music. Matt made a beeline for the dorm and did n't look back.

`` Albus ! '' James came running up to him, butterbeer in bridge player, `` We did it ! Beat Slytherin ! They are pathetic. And here I was, thinking they actually had a good team. No way they 're in the running for the Cup now. Blimey, losing 10 to 300 ... ''

`` You did not bad ! '' Albus grinned at him, `` Dad would be very proud. ``

`` Proud of what ? '' a voice came from behind them.

Albus turned around, `` Dad ? ! ``

`` What are you doing here ? '' James asked.

`` Came for the party. Blimey, affair have n't changed a bit. The parties after we beat Slytherin were always outflank. Anyway, congratulations, William James ! ``

`` Thanks ! ``

`` We 're not being too tatty, are we, professor thrower ? '' Samantha Meyers had come over to see what was going on.

`` No, 'course not ! '' Harry grinned, `` Ca n't expect you to be unruffled after that win. Just lull down by midnight. ``

`` Sure, no problem ! It was amazing, was n't it ? '' Samantha said excitedly.

`` Oh, it was brilliant, '' Harry agreed. Harry and Samantha quickly settled down to rehashing every bit of the match, and were soon joined by Georgia.

`` Never grow out of Quidditch, right ? '' James II laughed.

`` right, '' Albus agreed, `` Honestly, I thought it 'd be a bit strange having him as our teacher, but it has n't been weird at all. ``

`` Yeah, it 's been pretty corking. ``

******

The party in the Gryffindor green way lasted well into the evening. nearly of the Gryffindors did not even go down for dinner. Albus 's first cousin had managed to bring a right bit of nutrient up to the common room, so there was really no motive to go to the Great residence. Harry left shortly before dinner, though, so he could conjoin the rest of the faculty for the meal.

`` Honestly, I 'll never get any work done with this noise, '' rose wine sighed. She, Albus, John, and Amanda were sitting around one of the tables in the commons way eating sweetness. rosebush was the only if one trying to get any work done.

`` Why bother ? You 've still got tomorrow, '' whoremonger commented, `` Hey, I got your dad, Albus. '' John held up a coffee Frog card.

`` I do n't see why everybody 's got to party so late into the eve, '' rosiness said, `` It was n't that spectacular a win. Slytherin was dreadful. ``

`` That 's the detail, '' John told her, `` Slytherin 's usually got a pretty safe team. It 's the principle of the thing. Gryffindor and Slytherin are huge challenger, and when we beat them, it 's a grounds to celebrate. Even if they 're rubbish. ``

`` Whatever, '' blush wine put her fingerbreadth in her spike and continued to read.

`` And their new Seeker 's frightful, '' Albus said, `` I bet she could n't see the stoolie if it was right in front end of her face. ``

`` Yeah, she 's no lucifer for Saint James, '' whoremonger agreed, `` I 've heard from some of the older students that he 's as goodness as Ted lupine was. ``

`` Well, he should be, '' Albus laughed, `` slip 's been training him ever since James could get on a Calluna vulgaris. I think they started when James River was about five. ``

`` But he 's got it in his stock, too, '' Amanda chimed in, `` I mean, Albus, your dad was the honorable Seeker Gryffindor 's ever seen. And your Uncle Charlie was a great Seeker, too. Plus, your mum played for the Holyhead harpy bat. ``

`` Yup, '' Albus grinned, `` Quidditch is a in high spirits antecedence in my family. ``

`` Guess Rose just did n't get any of those Quidditch cistron, '' lavatory poked Rose and she jumped.

`` Shut it, John, '' Rose told him, `` Where 's lusterlessness ? ``

`` Still sleeping, '' Albus said, glancing at the threshold to the dormitories, `` Been there ever since the end of the match. ``

`` Well, why do n't you go check on him ? '' rose wine suggested.

`` All right wing, '' Albus got up from his hot seat and walked to the student residence. When he got there, he saw that Matt was sound asleep in his bed.

`` lusterlessness ! '' Albus whispered, `` Hey, Matt ! Get up ! '' Albus lifted mat 's arm up and it fell limply back onto the mattress when he let go. `` ignite up ! '' Albus shouted a short louder.

`` Huh ? Wha'? '' lustrelessness groggily lifted his head and grimaced.

`` You all right ? '' Albus asked with a look of concern on his face.

`` Ugh, '' Matt groaned and sat up. `` What time is it ? ``

`` Almost six, '' Albus told him.

`` Ohh, '' Matt slowly got up off the bed and swayed, `` I 've got to go to the Hospital Wing. ``

`` Well, I 'll take you, '' Albus grabbed flatness 's arm so he would n't fall.

`` No, I 'll be all right, '' mat said.

`` No, I 'm taking you, '' Albus insisted. flatness did not resist any further and leaned on Albus for documentation. They made their way down into the park room, where the party was still in full phase of the moon swing. Albus led lustrelessness straight out of portrait kettle of fish and into the corridor towards the Hospital Wing.

`` C'mon, we 're almost there, '' Albus said as they walked down a escape of stairs.

`` I think I 'm going to be sick, '' matte groaned and clutched his stomach.

`` It 's ok, we 'll be there soon, '' Albus winced under matt 's free weight. matt was leaning on Albus more than and more by the minute, `` Madam Pomfrey will fix it. ``

`` No she wo n't. She ca n't, '' lustrelessness 's voice wavered as he talked.

`` Here we are, '' Albus opened the door to the Hospital Wing and led Matt inside. gentlewoman Pomfrey was waiting and rushed over to Albus and Matt.

`` It 's ok, dear, come on, '' she pulled Matt away from Albus and let him slant on her, `` I 'll charter it from here, Albus. You 'd best go back to your common room. ``

Albus turned to forget, but not before seeing Madam Pomfrey soothing Matt, who had started to cry. Albus shut the door, wishing he could do something to assist. lustrelessness seemed to be doing worse this month than he had the past month. He had n't seemed any unlike during the retiring few mean solar day, but maybe he was just sound at hiding his emotions. Albus had forgotten to focus on figuring out what Matt was feeling in the days leading up to the wide moon due to being preoccupied with preparation and Occlumency lessons. Why did this month seem worse ? What was going on ?

Albus pondered these thoughts as he walked slowly back to the common room. How could he convince Matt that it would be safety to secern Albus his secret ? Would he ever tell ? And more importantly, was there anything anyone could do to help ?

`` Something troubling you, Potty ? '' a cold interpreter said. Albus looked up and saw Quinton Willinson, flanked by two former Slytherns, standing at the top of the stairs that Albus was climbing. `` Fancy a amble by yourself ? ``

`` Go away, Willinson, '' Albus growled as he reached the top of the stairs.

`` It 's a give up castling. Not curfew yet. I 'm devoid to rove the corridors just as you are, Potty, '' Willinson sneered at Albus.

`` Just leave me alone, '' Albus tried to walk past him, but the other two Slytherins blocked his path.

`` No, do n't think I will. I still have n't forgotten that Exploding Eclair, '' Willinson said, drawing his verge and pointing it at Albus, `` I know it was you. ``

`` How ? '' Albus asked nervously as he drew his own baton and pointed it at Willinson.

`` I just do, '' Willinson snapped his fingerbreadth and his buddy pulled out their wands and pointed them at Albus, `` And now you 'll pay. ``

`` Expelliarmus ! '' Albus shouted, and Willinson 's sceptre flew out of his paw and landed on the story. A split second later, two jets of sluttish came from the other two Slytherins 's baton and hit Albus in the chest. Before he knew what was happening, he stumbled backwards and fell down the stairs. He blacked out halfway down, and the terminal thing he saw was Willinson and his two friends running in the face-to-face direction.

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A/N : Sorry for the cliffie ! Well, not really, I do like putting them in. Originally, this chapter did not have a cliffie, but it was quite myopic so I stuck about half the side by side chapter at the end of this one. So now it 's a bit longer than usual.

Thanks as usual to my sister and now prescribed Beta, Dancer Of Starlight. Thanks as well to my sidekick and my other sister. Please read and review !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter

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`` You have no idea who did it, then ? '' Albus heard his dad ask.

`` No, when Neville found him, there was no mark that anybody else had been there, '' Madam Pomfrey whispered.

`` wellspring, when I find out who did it, there 'll be trouble, '' Albus heard a bang and he figured his dad had just slammed his fist onto something hard.

`` Harry, please be a bit quieter. I 'm surely whoever it is will be punished. ''

`` I 'll be sure of that. ``

Albus opened his eyes and looked around. He was in the Hospital Wing. Judging by the darkness outside, it must take been the middle of the night. He had no idea how many hours had passed, but he guessed it must give been quite a few. Albus tried to sit up, but was immediately hit by a searing pain in his principal and had to lay back down.

Harry rushed over upon seeing that he was awake, `` Albus ! What on solid ground happened ? ``

`` How 'd I get here ? '' Albus groaned.

Harry bent over and hugged Albus tight. `` Ouch ! '' Albus winced.

`` Really, Harry, I 've only just healed those bones ! '' Madam Pomfrey pulled Harry away.

`` Neville found you a couplet hours ago. You were laying unconscious at the bottom of one of the staircase. It was obvious you 'd devolve down, but it looked like soul had stunned you as well. You 've got a cracked skull, a few fail ribs, and a reveal arm. '' Harry answered, once he sat down in the chair next to the bed. `` But who did it ? ``

`` Quinton Willinson, and two other Slytherins I do n't screw, '' Albus told him.

`` What year are they in ? ''

`` Willinson 's a seventh yr, I dunno about the others, '' Albus answered.

Harry slammed his hand onto the bedside mesa and stood up, `` seventh class ? ! Bloody hell ! What in the public figure of Merlin 's saggy left- ''

`` Harry, calm down ! '' Madam Pomfrey rushed over to foot up the water jug that had fallen off the table.

`` Sorry, '' Harry resumed his derriere, `` But honestly, what 7th year pack up on a first twelvemonth ? ``

`` Victoire and Amy Eckerton warned me. They said he picks a first year every year to torment. And they told me not to go anywhere alone, because he never picks a competitiveness unless you 're alone. Apparently he 's not a very good dueler. But I totally forgot about that when I took matt here, '' Albus looked around at the empty bottom around him, `` By the way, where is he ? ``

`` nil to worry about now, '' Madam Pomfrey said shortly.

`` wellspring, Willinson will be getting custody, and loads of it. And those two former Slytherins as well. I 'll be talking to Slughorn, '' Harry muttered.

`` Oh, Dad, I disarmed Willinson ! '' Albus said excitedly, `` I 'd leave about that. Right after I disarmed him, the former two stunned me and I fell down the stairs. ``

Harry grinned, `` Brilliant. You 're majuscule at disarming. And if the other two were n't there, you 'd hold been fine. But, it 's hard to disarm three sensation at once. ``

`` It 's getting late, I think you 'd better feed Albus a chance to slumber, Harry, '' Madam Pomfrey came over holding a goblet of potion.

`` All right, '' Harry stood up and gave Albus a appease hug, `` I 'll be back in the good morning. G'night, Al, I love you. ``

`` Love you, too, '' Albus awkwardly hugged his dad back, `` ripe night. ``

`` I 've got a potion to help you slumber, '' gentlewoman Pomfrey handed him the potion, `` booze up. ``

Albus took the goblet and downed it in one gulp.

`` Knew it was only a matter of meter before you showed up here, '' brothel keeper Pomfrey muttered, `` Potters seem to be unable to keep themselves out of this place ... ''

*****

`` What happened, Poppy ? '' Albus heard somebody ask.

`` Bad transformation, really bad, '' Madam Pomfrey replied grimly.

`` What can you do ? '' the representative asked, Albus recognized it now as Neville.

`` I 'm really not sure, '' madam Pomfrey sighed, `` I 'll distribute the usual potions and mend the bone, but early than that ... I 've got to contact St. Mungo 's. ``

`` I 'll do it, '' Neville announced, `` Is Albus ok ? ``

`` He 'll be o.k., '' Madam Pomfrey assured him, `` I 'll keep him here until tomorrow morning. ``

Albus heard Neville farewell and Madam Pomfrey tug the curtains shut around one of the seam. She moved quickly around the room whispering to herself and loudly grabbing bottle off of ledge. Albus opened his eyes briefly and saw that the bed at the end of the row had the curtains shut. That 's where lusterlessness was. And Albus had been right. He was a werewolf. Any doubt that Albus had was gone. He felt sick with dread at the thought process of Matt going through that transformation every month. Stuck with a curse that prevented him from living a normal life. Albus knew what life was like for a werewolf. He heard about chemise 's dad 's liveliness. After Hogwarts, what would Matt do ? Would he be able to get a job ?

`` Are you awake ? '' lady Pomfrey came bustling over with a breakfast tray, `` Good, eat up. ``

`` Is Matt going to be ok ? '' Albus asked nervously.

`` Never you mind, '' Madam Pomfrey answered as she walked back to Matt 's bed and disappeared behind the curtain. She spent much of the next hour bustling back and Forth between matte 's bed and her report, where Albus could see her consulting books and mixing potions. Albus watched her and comment she looked much more distressed than usual. What was going on ?

Neville returned about an hour later, followed by a tall, balding man in lime putting surface robes. Albus recognized them as healer robes. Madam Pomfrey came out from behind the curtains when she heard the door surface and walked quickly over to the two men.

`` I 'd better go find Amy, Poppy, '' Neville announced.

`` Yes, I suppose you should, '' gentlewoman Pomfrey answered, `` poor love will be worried sick when she sees him. ``

`` I know, '' Neville sighed and left the room.

Madam Pomfrey turned to the former man, `` Oh, dear, they 've sent you, Healer Sterling, '' she welcomed the Healer with a suspiration of reliever, `` I was afraid they 'd mail one of the trainee Healers. ``

`` No, no, I insisted on come in, '' Healer Sterling assured her, `` I 'm the one in tutelage of the study- ''

Madam Pomfrey cut him off and gestured to Albus 's bed, `` Shush ! We 'll discuss it shortly. Albus, why do n't you finish your breakfast ? ``

`` I 'm not hungry, '' Albus mumbled.

dame Pomfrey 's face softened, `` Albus, matt will be ok. You must n't worry. ``

`` But what 's going on ? '' Albus asked, `` I 've already figured it out. I know he 's a werewolf. ``

`` Be that as it may, I can not inform you about the place, '' Madam Pomfrey said as she and Healer Sterling walked towards Matt 's bed, `` Now, it 's best for you to get some rest. ''

Madam Pomfrey drew her baton, muttered a spell, and she and the two men disappeared behind the curtain. Albus knew she had casted the Muffliato charm on him. He had witnessed his parents using that magical spell before. He sighed and picked at his eggs, but he really could n't eat anything. He knew that Madam Pomfrey really was not certain whether Matt would be ok. Albus sat pondering about what could be untimely, when a loud bang jolted him out of his thoughts.

Albus turned around in his bed and noticed that the banging was coming from the door. brothel keeper Pomfrey ran out from behind the drape and headed towards the door. `` Who 's there ? '' she shouted.

`` Rose Weasley, '' Albus heard his cousin 's voice, `` Why are the door locked ? Ca n't we come in and see Albus ? ``

`` I 'd rather you did n't. I 've got another bookman in here who needs repose, '' lady Pomfrey said through the closed door.

`` Is it Matt ? '' rosiness asked, `` Because he 's still not back yet. ``

madam Pomfrey sighed, `` Yes. ``

`` We 'll be smooth, '' rose wine answered, `` I promise. ``

`` Oh, all right, '' lady Pomfrey opened the door, `` But only for a piddling patch. ``

Rose walked through the door, followed by whoremonger, Amanda, and James II. `` Oh, Albus, are you all right ? '' she whispered as they neared Albus 's bed.

`` I 'll be fine, '' Albus told them.

`` What on dry land happened ? Never saw you after you took Matt here live dark, '' King John asked. He, James, Amanda, and Rose sat down on the bed next to Albus's.

`` Met up with Willinson, '' Albus groaned, `` Him and two other Slytherins. ``

`` He 's bother, I tell ya, '' James shook his foreland, `` ride me mad until Victoire talked to him lowest twelvemonth. ``

`` Yeah, well, he does n't seem to be listening to Victoire this year, does he ? '' Albus responded, `` Anyway, I disarmed him, but his two friends stunned me at the Lapplander time and I fell down the stairs. Got knocked out halfway down and woke up here. ``

`` Whoa, are you ok ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I 'm fine. Got a few crushed bones, but they 're healed now. My head still hurts, though, '' Albus rubbed his forehead.

`` We were so disturbed when you were still gone this break of day, '' Rose told him, `` Went straight to Uncle Harry 's study and he told us you were here. By the way, he said he 'd be visiting later this morning. ``

`` Dad was here last Nox, too, '' Albus said, `` He 's really angry about it. He 's going to give Willinson loads of detention. ``

John grinned, `` Excellent. He 'll finally be getting what he deserves. ``

`` fountainhead, I 've got to get going. Quidditch drill, '' Henry James announced as he got up from the bed.

`` But you just had a equal yesterday, '' Rose shook her head.

`` Energy n't matter. Sunday 's one of our usual drill Day, '' Saint James the Apostle reminded her. `` Glad you 're better, Albus. '' James waved and left the room. As he left, Neville, Victoire, and Amy came rushing through. Amy ran straight to matt 's bed with bout in her eyes and Neville following quickly behind. Victoire stared at her questioningly, but turned to Albus 's bed.

`` I told you not to go anywhere alone ! '' she sighed.

`` I know ! '' Albus replied, `` Sorry. I was just taking Matt here. He was pretty disturbed last night, and it did n't occur to me that I 'd be walking back to the common room alone. ``

`` Oh, I understand that, '' Victoire answered, `` But just be heedful from now on. ``

`` I will, '' Albus assured her. Sometimes, it felt like his older cousins were just extra parents.

`` wellspring, Uncle Harry 's angered, so I do n't think you 'll have to vex much anymore, '' Victoire told him, `` I heard him talking to Slughorn earlier. Apparently, Harry and professor Longbottom are going to look at turns overseeing his detentions and let 's just say he 's not going to have lots free sentence in the coming weeks. ``

`` Good, '' Albus responded.

`` I 'd better be off, '' Victoire said, `` I 'm due to tutor Mark in Transfiguration in a few minutes. I was just with Amy, she started getting hysterical when Neville came and found her in the commons room. But she would n't severalise me what 's going on. I do n't conjecture you know ? ``

`` Nope, '' Albus said.

`` Well, I 'll see you later, '' Victoire started to channelise towards the doorway, `` Whatever it is, I hope mat 's ok. ''

`` Ok, now that she 's gone, I 've got to tell you about lustrelessness, '' Albus whispered, `` Come closer, I do n't require Madam Pomfrey to hear. ``

Rose, John the Divine, and Amanda climbed onto Albus 's bed. `` What about him ? '' John asked.

`` He 's a werewolf, '' Albus muttered.

`` What ? '' can exclaimed a bit too loudly, `` How do you love for surely ? ``

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered, `` He was n't here last dark when I woke up. And this morning, prof Longbottom and Madam Pomfrey brought him here, but he was unconscious. ``

`` I knew it, '' Rose whispered.

`` Anyway, Madam Pomfrey said he 'd had a really bad shift, '' Albus told them, `` He 's still unconscious mind. And there 's a Healer from St. Mungo 's here. They 're all behind the curtain on Matt 's bed. They wo n't tell me anything. They casted Muffliato, so I ca n't hear anything. ``

`` frame, '' rosebush groaned, `` Adults never let us sleep together anything. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` But what are we going to do about flatness ? ``

`` fountainhead, we 've got to figure out how to tell him we know, '' John answered.

`` I do n't know about that, '' Albus responded, `` There 's a cause he 's not telling us. I think we should let him tell us. ``

`` How do we hide that we know, Albus ? '' John asked.

`` We just do, '' Albus said adamantly, `` Anyway, it 's got to be heavy for Matt to go along this hidden than us hiding the fact that we know. He 's got to recount us sooner or later. ``

`` I think Albus is right, John, '' Rose agreed, `` He 'll tell us soon. This has got to be something he tells us. He has to be ready. ``

`` Fine, '' John sighed. The four friend sat in silence for a moment, succumbing to their own thoughts about Matt 's lycanthropy.

ma'am Pomfrey and Healer Sterling came rushing out behind the mantle, and once they did, the Muffliato charm broke.

`` I think I can plow him here, Poppy, '' Sterling said to brothel keeper Pomfrey, `` I do n't think there 's any need to travel him to St. Mungo 's, unless he gets forged. ``

`` Oh, trade good, '' Madam Pomfrey sighed with rest period, `` That must think of it 's not as bad as I thought. ``

`` No, it 's not quite that bad. It will take a while to plow, but he will recover perfectly fine, '' Sterling assured her, `` Right now I 've got to strike these notes back to St. Mungo 's and consult with some other Healers. I 'll also get hold of his parents. I should be back sometime in the afternoon. Just keep administering the potions every minute until then. ``

`` I 'll see you later, then, '' Madam Pomfrey bade him good day as he left the room.

`` I think it 's prison term for you three to lead, '' she announced, `` Mr. potter needs his rest and he 's got to read a few more potions. ``

`` See you, Albus, '' John got up and started towards the door.

`` Bye, '' Amanda followed behind John.

`` Glad you 're ok, '' Rose got up, `` When do you get to leave ? ``

`` Tomorrow dayspring, '' dame Pomfrey answered.

`` Can we see flatness ? '' Rose asked.

`` Absolutely not, '' Madam Pomfrey said sternly, `` He 's in no condition for visitors. ``

`` Ok, ok, '' blush wine responded, `` Bye, Albus. ``

`` Bye. ``

******

Throughout the eternal sleep of the day, therapist Sterling popped in and out of the Hospital annexe, bringing with him respective potions from St. Mungo 's. Shortly after lunch, matt 's parents showed up and they stayed until the evening. Everyone kept using the Muffliato magic spell against Albus, so he was ineffectual to listen in on any conversations. Eventually he gave up on trying to feel out any information about flatness 's condition and fell asleep. gentlewoman Pomfrey let Albus pull up stakes the infirmary Wing betimes Mon morning, while breakfast was still going on in the Great anteroom. Albus was quite bored with the infirmary Wing and once Madam Pomfrey had deemed him well, he ran straight to the Great Hall. John, Amanda, and Rose were all sitting together, whispering.

`` Albus ! '' Saint John the Apostle shouted once Albus had sat down succeeding to him, `` All better then ? ``

`` Yeah, I 'm fine, '' Albus assured him, `` Bit hungry, though. '' Albus piled his plate with eggs and toast.

`` We were just talking about lusterlessness, '' Rose informed him, `` How is he doing ? ``

`` I 'm really not sure, '' Albus said through a mouthful of pledge, `` I could n't hear a Word anyone was saying. They 're being very secretive. ``

`` Is he awake yet ? '' Amanda asked.

`` No, he 's not, '' Albus sighed, `` At least I do n't think so. The fleck of conversation that I have been capable to hear are mostly about figuring out how to wake him up. ``

`` No chance of visiting him, then ? '' Saint John wondered aloud.

`` Do n't recall so, '' Albus told him, `` I mean, Madam Pomfrey 's still keeping the room access locked. You have to say who you are and what you want in purchase order to get in. The only 1 who 've been allowed to visit are his parents and Amy. ``

`` Oh, '' John Lackland sounded disappointed, `` I hope she lets us in soon. ``

`` Scorpius Malfoy tried to get in, '' Albus lowered his voice, `` death Nox. ``

`` What the hell did he want ? '' John the Evangelist growled, `` Slimy git. ``

`` Wanted to retrieve out what 's wrong with Matt, '' Albus answered, `` He 's way too nosy. Anyway, he banged on the door and told Madam Pomfrey he had a nuzzle bleed. But he 'd only taken a Nose Bleed Nougat, because once he got in, I saw him eat the other half and the blood stopped immediately. While lady Pomfrey was shutting the door after him and locking it, he ran over to matt 's bed. ``

`` He did n't see him, did he ? '' Rose asked anxiously.

`` No, the mantle were up. Amy noticed him and she was looking homicidal. She yelled at him to go away and mind his own business. Then Madam Pomfrey came back over and noticed he was n't bleeding anymore and made him leave behind. Said she was going to tell Slughorn about it. I hope he gets detention. ``

`` Wow, he does n't give up, does he ? '' whoremaster responded.

`` No, he does n't, '' Albus agreed, `` We 're gon na have to be heedful about him. ``

`` Post is here, '' Amanda looked up and commented on the owls swooping into the room.

`` Albus, expression, '' Rose pointed to a written matter of the Daily Prophet that had been delivered to the little girl sitting across from them.

Albus glanced at the composition and immediately noticed what Rose was showing him. The front Thomas Nelson Page headline was 'Mysterious Deaths Mystify Ministry Aurors'with a rather vauntingly mental picture of Harry below it. Albus turned to pink wine, `` What 's that about ? ``

`` I do n't know, but I do n't care the sound of it, '' rosebush answered. `` Can I borrow that ? '' she asked the girl.

The young lady looked at them, and then the article, `` sure, but I 'd wish it back when you 're done. '' She gave them one last expression and then turned to her ally and the two of them started whispering.

Rose took the paper and put it in between her and Albus.

Mysterious Deaths Mystify Ministry Aurors

It started with the execution of Hogwart DADA teacher, Eric Torro, in the beginning of Sep. Supposedly, the Aurors looked into the death immediately, but there have been no booster cable. Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, the Chosen One, Head Auror, and Hogwarts DADA teacher, has been leading the investigation. But are his teaching duty getting in the way of his Auror tariff ? There have also been no steer in the expiry of Jasmine Lamski, which occurred a month ago. We asked if these end are connected, but the Auror government agency responded with 'no remark'. Do they know Sir Thomas More than they 're telling us ? It is these kinds of murders that remind many of us of Almighty Voldemort 's sentence of threat. Could there still be wickedness adept among us ? Is the Auror Office doing enough to stop them ? And more importantly, should Harry Potter be teaching kids when his elbow grease are obviously needed in the Auror Office ? Despite this, Harry Potter assures the Wizarding World that matter 'are under control and there is no pauperization to worry .'People are being murdered and the murderers are not being caught. It might indeed be meter to worry.

`` That 's rubbish ! '' Albus shouted when he finished the article.

`` What ? '' John asked, trying to register top side down.

`` Read this, '' Albus grumbled as he handed lavatory and Amanda the theme. `` Who wrote it ? '' he asked Rose.

`` Rita Skeeter, '' Rose told him.

`` Figures ! '' Albus shouted, `` She 's always twisting the truth. ``

`` DOE n't look like the teachers are too happy about it, '' blush wine pointed to the staff table, where all the teachers were whispering amongst themselves. virtually of them wore face of worry and ire. The exclusively one who was n't whispering was Washburn, who was glaring at the bookman, just like he usually did. Harry was noticeably absent from the table.

`` Blimey, '' John Lackland let out a low whistle, `` That 's the way to fright everybody. ``

`` There are n't really still Dark Wizards are there ? '' Amanda asked quietly, she was pale as a ghost.

`` 'Course there are, '' Albus told her, `` There 's always evil in the globe. But it 's not like Voldemort 's coming back or anything. If my dad says there 's nothing to worry about, then there is n't. ``

`` Ok, but it 's still scary, '' Amanda responded.

`` That 's what Rita Skeeter wants, '' Albus informed her, `` That 's what she does. She 's rarely ever written anything that 's she has n't stretched the truth. ``

`` But what about those dreams and Legilimency ? '' rose wine asked, `` Even your dad admits there 's something going on with that ? ``

`` I know, but he 's taking forethought of it, '' Albus assured her, `` I mean sure, it 's scary, but I do n't think it required an clause that strikes concern and fear into everyone. No one besides you lot and my family know anything about those ambition. So to them, it 's just like soul just started randomly killing a few people. ``

`` That 's on-key, '' John agreed, `` Where 's your dad ? ``

`` I dunno, '' Albus told him, `` I saw him last dark in the Hospital wing. He 's probably at the Ministry, trying to polish everything over with this article. If people start complaining that the Aurors are n't doing enough, then he could lose his job here. ``

`` Bloody pit, '' St. John exclaimed, `` That would n't be right. I 'm trusted the Aurors are doing a good job. ``

`` Quiet ! '' prof Kendrick had stood up. The elbow room fell silent as he did so. `` Thank you. Now, I 'm trusted most of you have read today 's front page article in the prophet. I want to see you all that we are perfectly secure and there is no need to worry. Certain diarist often have the habit of stretching the true statement in order to scare off people, and that is what is going on here. The Aurors are doing everything in their power to see whoever murdered professor Torro and Jasmine Lamski. I also need to inform you that DADA example will not choose place today, because Professor Potter is spending the day at the Auror Office and the Ministry, trying to calm everyone down. If you have DADA today, please use the time to take for your coming exams. That is all. '' professor Kendrick sat back down and resumed his conversation with Neville.

Once Kendrick had finished his speech, whispering resumed amongst the students. Anyone who had not seen the article before, was now scrambling to find a written matter of the Prophet.

`` Well, what 're we going to do with our free period, then ? '' toilet asked. The Gryffindor for the first time eld had dadaism first that day.

`` I 've got homework to eat up, '' Amanda groaned, `` Essay for Herbology. ``

`` Ugh, do n't remind me, '' John groaned as well, `` I have n't finished it either. ``

`` wellspring, then you do want reminding ! '' rose exclaimed, `` I finished that over the weekend. ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus commented.

`` Why do n't we go finish it, then, John ? '' Amanda suggested, `` The common room will be pretty quiet with everyone off in class. ``

`` Fine, '' John reluctantly agreed. He stood up and headed off with Amanda to finish the essay.

`` That could n't give birth worked out better, '' Rose whispered to Albus, `` Now we can go to the library and resume our research. ``

`` trade good thinking, '' Albus told her, `` I 've finished that former book. Returned it a few twenty-four hours ago. I 'd better get another. ``

`` I 've looked through three, but there 's loads others, '' rose informed him. She started walking out of the Great Hall, with Albus following, `` But I have n't found anything useful. ``

`` Me, neither. ``

Albus and Rose were pleased to find that the library was rather empty. There were a few previous students who had a release geological period, but all of them seemed too busy studying to note the two first long time. They headed straight to the Christian Bible ledge that held the books they had previously looked at.

`` Are we really going to have to look through all of these ? '' Albus wondered aloud.

`` Hopefully not, '' rosiness said as she pulled out a rather large book, `` Once we find something about Hallows, we can stop. ``

`` I 'm beginning to doubt if that 's going to happen, '' Albus responded.

`` I sure hope we find something soon, '' rose wine opened her book and glanced quickly at the table of contents, `` Exams will be in a few months, so we 're going to receive to protrude studying more, which means less fourth dimension for this. ``

`` Yeah, maybe we 'll get lucky today, '' Albus hoped, `` Want to go line up a table ? '' He had picked out two books to look at.

`` Sure, '' Rose followed Albus into a privy parting of the subroutine library, away from Madam Pince and the former scholar. They read silently for fifteen minutes.

`` Well, this Christian Bible 's absolute rubbish, '' Albus closed his first book, `` Says Dad and Voldemort dueled for half a day before Voldemort finally died. ``

pink wine broke out laughing, `` Really ? ! Wow, amazing that got published. ``

Albus set aside that book and opened the other one, `` This looks a bit better. ``

`` Well, look who it is ? '' someone said from behind Rose.

Albus glanced up. `` And what do you want, Malfoy ? ``

`` Just seeing what you 're up to on your free time, '' Malfoy smiled smugly, `` I 'm assuming you read the article. ``

`` Yeah, I did, '' Albus said coldly, `` But it 's not true. Just someone trying to bring up up trouble. ``

`` Never can tell, though, can you ? '' Malfoy sat down at their mesa, `` The Ministry 's often hushing matter up. ``

`` What do you have sex about that ? '' Rose asked.

`` Nothing, nothing, just stuff I 've overheard my father saying, '' Malfoy looked over at the book Rose was reading.

`` A account of Divine Voldemort, '' Malfoy read the title, `` matter to title. Why are you reading it ? ``

`` Just a bit of background reading, never can learn too much. ``

`` Hmm, '' Malfoy looked at Albus, `` So, I hear you got into a bit of a duel the other day. ``

Albus turned red, `` Uh, yeah. ``

Malfoy smirked, `` Ca n't really subscribe on three one-seventh years. ``

`` He disarmed Willinson, '' Rose said angrily, `` And is it really your business organisation ? ``

`` No, not really, but I still want to have intercourse. ``

`` I could 've taken on Willinson, '' Albus added, `` He 's horrible at dueling. But his two partner got me. ``

`` That 's genuine, Willinson 's dueling acquisition leave a lot to be desired, '' Malfoy agreed, `` But he 's smart enough not to duel without others on his position. ``

`` good for him, '' Albus mumbled.

`` Well, we 'd better be off to Charms, '' rosiness slammed her book shut and got up.

`` Yeah, bye, '' Albus muttered and followed Rose. They checked out their Bible, which got them more inquiring glares from brothel keeper Pince, and headed off to Charms.

good luck charm was surprisingly uneventful. professor Washburn did ask where matte was, but he seemed satisfied with 'in the hospital annexe'as an answer. Double Herbology went as usual, although Neville seemed form of tense and distracted during the family. Albus had assumed this was because of Rita Skeeter 's clause. Both John Lackland and Amanda had managed to finish their essays, although John 's was n't long enough.

`` We should see if we can chitchat Matt tomorrow evening, '' Rose announced at dinner.

`` Definitely, '' Saint John agreed, `` If gentlewoman Pomfrey lets us. ``

`` I ca n't, '' Albus said, `` I 've got Occlumency tomorrow. ``

`` Oh, that 's aright ! '' rosebush responded, `` I 'd completely blank out. I 'll just skip that lesson, then. ``

Albus laughed, `` Well, you do n't even induce to do it anyway. ``

`` I know, but it 's really interesting stuff. ``

`` I hope Matt 's ok, '' Albus said in a worried tone, `` Madam Pomfrey seemed so worried. ``

`` I wonder how long he 'll be stuck in there, '' John asked.

`` I dunno, '' Albus answered, `` I just hope he 's witting now. ``

`` We should probably bring his preparation, '' Rose suggested.

`` That 'll cheer him up, '' John Lackland said sarcastically.

`` He needs to do it if he 's going to keep up with grade ! ''

`` True, '' St. John agreed, `` speechmaking of homework, has anyone finished that essay for Slughorn that 's due tomorrow ? ``

`` I did, '' rosiness said, `` But let me guess, you have n't ? ``

`` Nope, '' John grinned, `` Want to loan me your notes ? ``

`` Not really, '' Rose shook her head.

`` I finished it, '' Amanda added, she had been rather subdued throughout the unanimous conversation. Albus could tell that the idea of Matt being a werewolf freaked her out a little bit. He could see, considering up until a few calendar month ago, she had n't even known werewolves were literal. But he did desire Amanda would n't bulge treating Matt differently.

`` good, I 'll use your Federal Reserve note ! ''

`` I 'm not quite finished with it either, '' Albus informed them, `` I 've just got to publish three More column inch, then it 'll be done. ``

The four friends finished up their pudding and headed back to the unwashed room. John worked on his essay with Amanda 's help, while Albus finished his. Rose did early homework, and eventually she decided to avail John as well.
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A/N : longest chapter yet, I think ! I did n't need to separate it up because then it would give been two really inadequate chapters. And I know when I read stories, I prefer longer chapters.

Thanks as usual to my baby and beta Dancer of Starlight, and my brother and early sister. Thanks as well to inkheart for the reviews.

I 'd also wish to share that it was about a class ago that I started writing this. So, well-chosen birthday to the tale ! I finished it about six months ago.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter, or any of his many relatives.

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Shortly before seven the next eve, James and Albus headed to Occlumency, while St. John, rosebush, and Amanda went to the hospital backstage. As it turned out, the instructor told rosebush that they had already sent matt 's preparation to the infirmary fender and there was no need for her to pick up it.

`` people talking about that article in your classes ? '' Albus asked his sidekick on the way to the Transfiguration classroom.

`` Yeah, '' Jesse James responded, `` They always stop right when the teacher comes in, though. ``

`` Everyone in my classes have been whispering about it. They try to spill quietly so I ca n't hear them, but I can, '' Albus informed him.

`` That 's what it 's like for me, too, '' St. James the Apostle said, `` But you know Peyton Haines, the Slytherin Chaser ? Well, he keeps loudly discussing how the Auror section ineffective to do anything and everyone 's in severe danger. Always within hearing of me, too. ``

`` Git, '' Albus growled.

`` I heard he scared the hellhole out of the Hufflepuffs in Charms today. Said he heard all the Death eater had broken out of Azkaban and no one had caught them yet. Load of rubbish. Got away with it, too, because Washburn was n't in the elbow room yet. ``

`` Probably would n't get mattered if he was in the elbow room, '' Albus muttered, `` Slytherins can do no wrong in his eyes. ``

Saint James opened the threshold to the Transfiguration way and walked inside, Albus followed. Hermione was already there.

`` Hi, boys ! '' she smiled and gave them each a hug.

`` Hi, aunt Hermione, '' Albus and James greeted her.

`` When 's Dad coming back ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yeah, good question, '' Saint James chimed in, `` And what 's with that article ? ``

Hermione 's grin faded and she gestured for the boys to sit down. `` He 'll be back later tonight, so do n't worry about that. And as for the clause ... Well, you both know that most everything Rita Skeeter writes is trash. ``

James II and Albus nodded.

`` That article was written for the sole purpose of scaring people. All the it did was raise questions. The article itself was just a load of questions. The murders do prompt people of Voldemort 's sovereignty, so it was quite easy to just write this article and institutionalize people into a panic. The fact that the Aurors have no leash in either murder just fueled the fire. But I can assure you that whatever is going on, your Fatherhood and the former Aurors are taking aid of it. And he is perfectly capable of teaching here and heading the Auror department, '' Hermione told them.

`` So there is something going on ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, of course something 's going on. There have been two mysterious murders, and soul is trying to see your opinion, '' Hermione explained, `` But it is nothing the Ministry ca n't handle. ``

`` So, do you cognise what 's going on ? '' James asked.

`` Your dad has a few glimmer and he has expressed them to me, but I ca n't tell you them, '' Hermione answered, `` Now we 've got to start the lesson. afford your books to page 50. ``

Albus and James opened their Word and Hermione lectured them for a half 60 minutes. Albus found this part of the example extremely boring, but every lesson started this way. Albus did n't expect any unlike from his Aunt Hermione, who was always trying to get him to scan a lot of books. Eventually, the lecture constituent of the lesson was over and the hardheaded part began.

Albus had been getting better at Occlumency. He had yet to prevent Hermione from entering his mind, but usually managed to storm her out after a few minutes.

`` Albus, you first. ``

Albus got up from his chair and stood in strawman of his aunty. `` Remember to shut down your mind. Legilimens ! '' she shouted.

Albus stood there, being flooded with his own memories, for a few minute of arc. He saw James levitating Albus 's methamphetamine hydrochloride of autumn pumpkin juice at last summer 's syndicate reunion, the time he got lost in a Muggle foodstuff store when he was five, and the first time he ever rode a broom. Albus concentrated hard on blocking out all thinking, and he was able-bodied to force Hermione out of his mind.

`` Good job, Al ! '' Hermione congratulated him, `` It took you LE time than survive moral. ``

Albus tried two Sir Thomas More times, both times producing the like results as the first, and then he sat down to watch over James.

James I had been having a much more unmanageable time than Albus. He had only been successful once, and it had taken him nearly ten moment. This meter proved to be no different, and after fifteen mo, William James had not been able-bodied to force Hermione out of his mind. The last try, he had even wound up laying on the floor. Hermione had thought that was enough, and St. James the Apostle and Albus went back to the common room.

`` How 'd it go ? '' blush wine asked, when Albus sat down next to her. Rose, John, and Amanda were all sitting at one of the table, doing homework.

`` Pretty good, '' Albus answered, `` It 's taking me LE time to get your mum out of my intellect. But James ca n't get her out at all. ``

`` He 'll get there eventually, '' Rose responded.

`` Did you get to see Matt ? '' Albus asked as he pulled out his Potions homework.

`` No, '' Gospel According to John said sadly, `` He 's still unconscious mind. And lady Pomfrey still has the room access locked. She 's got a really short pettishness, too. ``

`` Yeah, Scorpius Malfoy was skulking around ! '' rose exclaimed, `` We went up there and he was trying to mind in through the room access. ``

`` Little git, '' Albus muttered, `` So what happened ? ``

`` We told him to go away, but he would n't, '' John explained, `` He whipped out his verge and tried to hex Amanda, but missed her. madam Pomfrey came out when she heard the din and told him to get back to his common room or she 'd get Slughorn. Then she told us Matt was still unconscious and we would n't be capable to see him. ``

`` Malfoy 's really got to finish investigation this, '' Albus responded, `` He ca n't get hold out. He 's got to heed his own business. ``

`` We ca n't let anyone detect out, '' Rose agreed.

`` But he 's still not up ? '' Albus sighed, `` Whatever is going on, it sounds really bad. ``

`` I know, '' rose wine shook her head.

`` wellspring, his birthday is next hebdomad, '' John the Divine reminded them.

`` Oh, yeah, on the sixth, Wed, '' Albus remembered.

`` I think we should do something for it, '' John the Divine stated, `` Even if he 's still in the infirmary flank. ``

`` I bet he will be, '' Rose said, `` But we can still do something if we 're allowed in. ``

`` Let 's plan it, then, '' John the Evangelist announced, `` Our first Hogwarts birthday party. Because you guys did n't do anything for mine, '' he added.

`` Your natal day was over the vacation ! '' Rose lightly smacked him with her dadaism book.

`` I know, '' Saint John the Apostle grinned, `` Anyway, we could bring some food into the hospital fender and have the party there. ``

`` Great idea ! '' Albus grinned.

`` But none of us know where the kitchens are, '' Amanda reminded them.

`` No job, '' Albus glanced around the common elbow room, `` Oi ! Thomas Bradley, Mark ! '' he waved his two cousin over.

`` Whatcha motive, Albus ? '' Bradley asked as he sat down in an empty death chair at the table.

`` We 're going to experience a little birthday political party for our Friend, lusterlessness, '' Albus told them, `` But none of us know where the kitchens are. So, since there 's a Hogsmeade visit on Sabbatum, could you get us some stuff ? ``

`` Sure, no problem, '' bell ringer said, `` Butterbeers and some stuff from Honeyduke 's phone good ? ``

`` Yeah, that 'd be great. ``

`` What should we get him for a show ? '' pink wine asked.

`` Hmm, I dunno ... '' John stopped to mean, `` material from Weasley 's is always good. ``

`` How about a Chudley Cannons New Jersey ? '' Albus suggested.

`` Sounds commodity ! '' john agreed. pink wine and Amanda nodded their heads.

`` Anywhere in Hogsmeade that you could get one of those ? '' Albus asked his cousins.

`` The Quaffle Shop should have it. I 've only been there once. It just opened up this by summer, '' Thomas Bradley told them, `` I can get you one. ``

`` Thanks ! '' Albus grinned.

`` But you 'll accept to give us money for everything, '' scrape told them.

Albus, John, rosebush, and Amanda each forked over a couple sickle and handed them to Mark.

`` Ok, we 'll get the stuff and pass on it to you when we get back, '' Omar Bradley said, and he and Mark rejoined their friend on the other side of meat of the common room.

`` It 's really rotten luck that he 's going to be in the infirmary annexe on his birthday, '' John commented.

`` Yeah, but we 'll try to cheer him up, '' Albus reasoned.

`` What if Madam Pomfrey does n't let us in ? '' Amanda wondered.

`` She better, '' Rose stated, `` But she 's got to, it 'll be his birthday. If anything, we can always get Amy to let us in. ``

`` True, she 'd be able-bodied to convince lady Pomfrey. She 's got some pique, '' John laughed.

`` Just as long as we do n't ask her too many questions, '' Rose said, `` Amy obviously does n't want anyone knowing about Matt 's, er, problem. ``

`` We wo n't, '' Albus told her, `` Hopefully Madam Pomfrey will just let us in and we wo n't need Amy to do any convincing. ``

Rose glanced at her watch, `` Well, it 's getting kind of recent. I 'm going to bed, '' she started packing up her books, `` Did you all eat up your homework ? ``

`` Yep, '' they all answered.

`` trade good night, then, '' rosiness got up and walked over to the female child 's dormitories.

`` I guess I 'll go to bed, too, '' Albus put his account book away and got up.

`` Me, too, '' John and Amanda put their stuff away. Amanda caught up with Rose and followed her up the stairs.

John headed up to the boy 's dormitories with Albus. As Albus got set for bed, he thought about Matt 's birthday party. He hoped that Matt would be up for it, and that ma'am Pomfrey would let them in. Hopefully, they would be able to receive the party and that it would cheer him up. He also wondered how much farseeing Matt would be able to keep his secret from his Friend. Albus only hoped that someday, he would trust them enough to secern them. He got into bed and his thoughts drifted to Scorpius Malfoy and how suspect he was about lusterlessness. Would they be able to stay fresh him from finding out ? And what would go on if he did discover out one day ? The thought of Scorpius finding out worried Albus right field until he fell asleep.

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`` His ideals will be realized, '' a stale voice surrounded Albus.

`` Whose ideals ? '' Albus asked.

`` The one you fear the most, '' the vox answered. It was coming from a cloak image that was circling Albus. They were in a iniquity, small room. Albus was sitting in a hard professorship in the middle.

`` Voldemort ? '' Albus responded nervously, `` But he 's dead. ``

`` It does n't count ! '' the spokesperson screamed, `` There are others to bear out his program ! ``

`` They 're all in Azkaban. '' Albus tried to bring in out who the cloaked chassis was, but it was too blue.

`` Not all of them. There are some who roam costless, '' the form whispered in Albus 's ear, `` Now, perhaps you can help me. ``

`` Sorry, I ca n't, '' Albus glared at him, feeling braver than he had a second ago.

`` Oh, I think you can, '' the chassis pulled out his wand and pointed it at Albus. He muttered a spell and Albus 's hands and feet became bound by magic roofy. `` Now, maybe you can tell me where the Hallows are ? ``

Albus 's center widened and he stared at the man, `` What do you live about Hallows ? ``

`` Not nearly as lots as you do, '' the man answered, `` Now tell me where they are ! ``

`` I do n't know ! '' Albus shouted, feeling the ropes constrict his bridge player. He winced in pain.

`` I 'm sure enough you do ! ``

`` NO ! I do n't ! '' The circle dug into his wrists even more as he felt the circulation to his manpower being cut off.

`` Tell me ! '' The man forcefully shook Albus 's chairwoman. `` You do n't desire to know what I 'll do if you do n't ! ``

`` But I do n't even know what Hallows are ! '' Albus screamed in pain, `` What are they ? ! ``

`` You know perfectly well what they are ! Now tell me where they are ! ``

`` NO ! ``

`` Tell ! '' the man shook the chair so severe it fell over, taking Albus with it. He screamed as his head hit the cold, hard floor.
`` Albus ! '' an unquiet voice whispered, `` Wake up ! ``

`` No, no, no, I do n't have it off what they are ... '' Albus moaned in his sleep.

`` It 's just a pipe dream, wake up up, '' a lovesome hand shook him gently, and Albus wrenched his eyes open. He saw toilet looking down at him with a mark feel on his font. Bilius and Ethan were behind him, glancing around nervously.

Albus rubbed his eye and noticed he was not on his bed anymore. He was laying on the floor, in a tangle of blanket. He was sweating profusely and his essence was beating fast.

`` Should I get Madam Pomfrey ? '' Bilius asked tentatively.

`` Maybe we should get Professor Potter, '' King John responded.

`` Is he back yet ? '' Ethan questioned.

Albus started to detangle himself from the bedclothes. He knew what the dream had been. And he knew he needed to see his dad as soon as potential. `` I 'm fine, I 've just got to go public lecture to my dad. ``

`` D'you want me to go with you ? '' John asked.

`` No, I 'll be fine, '' Albus got up and rummaged in his trunk for his dressing robe.

`` Are you sure ? You do n't look too good. ``

Albus pulled on his gown and stepped into his skid, `` I told you, I 'll be OK. '' He left the student residence and went down to the deserted common room. A glimpse at the clock told him it was just by four a.m. He was about to get out through the portraiture yap, when he remembered what his dad had told him over Christmas. No more wandering the corridors. He looked around the room to try and find a portrait that was awake. He spotted one in a picture of a herd of oxen, it was a short horse riding atop a fat pony.

`` Excuse me, '' Albus asked tentatively as he walked over to the picture, `` I was wondering if you could do something for me ? If it 's not too much bother. I need you to go get someone for me. ``

The knight puffed out his chest and turned his crib towards Albus, `` A quest ? ``

`` Er, well, I suppose you could weigh it a quest. Who are you ? ``

`` I, am Sir Cadogan, at your Robert William Service ! '' the knight saluted Albus and bowed his head low.

`` Um, ok, and I 'm Albus potter. I was wondering if you could go get my dad. Harry Potter. ``

`` Harry Potter ! Quite the nice untried lad, I remember him well. I helped him on a quest once ! And you are his son. well, I shall help you on your quest. I shall not let scoundrel nor beast stop me ! I will witness your dad or I shall perish trying ! ''

`` Thanks, then, '' Albus responded, thinking that this was the unusual portrait he 'd ever met. And that he 'd deliver to ask his dad about the 'quest'Sir Cadogan had helped him with. `` Just tell him to come to Gryffindor tug, and that it 's very crucial. ``

`` I will do just that ! '' the strange knight replied, `` Off I go then ! Nothing shall stop me. Sir Cadogan lets nothing get in the way of his quests. A quest to find the corking Harry Potter ! On with ye, then ! '' he shouted at his pony. Sir Cadogan traveled through a few portraits in the common room, waking up the occupant and earning tight spirit from them as he went. Eventually, the stochasticity died down and Sir Cadogan exited the room.

Albus looked around the common way as he waited for his dad. It was very dissimilar in the dead of night. He was the sole occupant and had his choice of places to sit. As a start year, Albus rarely got the good arm professorship near the ardor. He walked over and sat down in one, but as the fire had died away minute ago, it was just as cold as the rest of the room. Albus sighed as he stared into the empty fireplace. What had that ambition meant ? Who was the hooded soma and why did they think that Albus knew where the 'Hallows'were ? As Albus thought about this, he realized that as horrible as the dream had been, it did give him Sir Thomas More information on the 'Hallows'. He now knew that they were objects. physical object that individual was trying to locate and probably steal. He would hold to recite Rose when she got up. But what were the 'Hallows'? And why did this soul need them ? It must have something to do with Voldemort 's 'ideals', of course. Whoever was creating these dreams in Albus 's intellect must require to try to hold out Voldemort 's plans. The very mentation of another Voldemort sent quiver up Albus 's spine. He jumped as he heard a noise behind him. When he turned around, he noticed that Sir Cadogan was back in the picture of the moo-cow. Albus got up and walked over to it.

Sir Cadogan placed his sword into its holster and saluted Albus, `` I have had success with the quest ! The Great Harry Potter has been found and shall be entering the room shortly ! ``

Albus looked at the horse and grinned nervously, `` Thanks, Sir Cadogan. ``

`` Anytime ! Anytime ! '' the horse said excitedly, `` I must be off now, for I spotted someone on the way back and I 've got to see what they are up to ! No scoundrel gets past Sir Cadogan ! ``

`` right field, '' Albus responded.

`` Well, then, I 'll be off ! '' Sir Cadogan drew his sword again, `` But if you are ever in need of knightly service again, be sure to call on Sir Cadogan ! '' The strange knight and his pony sped out of the portrait, yet again waking the occupant of the portraits he passed through, and left the room.

The portraiture hole opened and a very exhaust looking Harry crawled through. He looked at his son and grinned, `` Ah, the amount of clock time I snuck back through here in the dead of night ... ''

Albus ran towards his dad and hugged him tight. Harry hugged him back and led him over to the great arm chairs near the fire. Harry sat down in one and pulled Albus onto his lap. `` What 's going on ? I was just getting to sleep when that mad horse came in and told me you needed to spill to me. Would n't give me any detail, just said it was urgent. I thought he was going to wake half the rook, the way he was shouting through the corridors, '' Harry laughed.

Albus looked at his dad and laughed nervously, `` He was the only one awake. Seemed very eagre to go on a quest. And he said he 'd taken you on a quest once. I 'd like to bang all about that. ``

Harry grinned, thinking back to the time in his third year when Sir Cadogan had led him, Ron, and Hermione to the Divination classroom. `` Of course of instruction. How could I forget that ? I was in third year and your Uncle Ron, Aunt Hermione, and I were trying to find the foretelling way. Sir Cadogan helped us find it. We did get there, but he is a bit insane. Later on that year he was recruited to hold the Gryffindor commons way entree after Sirius slashed the Fat ma'am 's portrayal. Of course, everyone thought he was a mass murderer and when Sir Cadogan let him into the tower later on, his days as the safety device of the room were over. ``

Albus stared at him, `` Wow. Well, he 's got to be the most harebrained portrait I 've ever met. ``

`` Me, too, Al, '' Harry agreed, `` Now, what was so urgent ? ``

`` I had another dream, '' Albus whispered, `` Only this one was dissimilar. ``

Harry 's smiling faded away and was replaced by a more serious look, `` What happened in this one ? ``

Albus quickly rehashed the dream to his dad, and by the end he was shaking again and almost in tears. Harry wrapped his weapon around Albus and held him close.

`` It 's ok, Al, '' Harry reassured him, `` But thanks for letting me know. I hate to say it, but that ambition does facilitate support what I thought this was leading to. ``

`` And what would that be ? '' Albus asked, blinking back his tears.

`` I 'm sorry, but I ca n't order you. You will incur out, though, once it 's all sorted out. ``

`` But what are Hallows ? ''

`` That 's another thing I ca n't severalise you. I will evidence you sometime down the road, though, '' Harry responded, `` Anyway, Hermione tells me your Occlumency lesson are going well. ``

`` Apparently not well enough, '' Albus groaned, `` After tonight 's nightmare. ``

`` It takes a while, Al, and it 's laborious when you 're sleeping. ``

`` I know, and I am trying. ``

`` I know you are. ``

`` So, '' Albus said, changing the subject, `` Did everything go ok at the Ministry ? ``

`` Oh, that went fine, '' Harry told him, `` Everything 's smoothed over. Rita Skeeter 's received a warning and so has the editor in chief of the prophet. ``

`` Everyone here 's been pretty worried. Rita Skeeter succeeded in scaring everyone, '' Albus responded.

`` Yeah, but it 'll die down. Once the next Quidditch match comes around it 'll all be forgotten, '' Harry grinned, `` Nothing like Quidditch to carry your judgment off everything. ``

`` Definitely, '' Albus agreed, `` adjacent match is in three hebdomad. Hufflepuff vs. Ravenclaw. I bet Ravenclaw will win. ``

`` You 're probably right. I 'm betting it 'll be between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw for the cup. ``

`` Yeah, and I hope we win it ! '' Albus said excitedly.

`` Me, too, Al, '' Harry smiled and lifted Albus off his lap, `` Now, I 've got to get a few hr sleep and you probably should, too. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus yawned.

`` I 'll see you in class later on, Al, '' Harry stood up and gave his son one last hug, `` I love you. ``

`` Love you too, '' Albus watched as his dad left the common elbow room. He smiled as he walked up the flier staircase to the dorm. He felt a solid lot better after talking to his dad.

`` Albus, '' St. John whispered from his four card bed, `` Are you all right ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus whispered back as he climbed into bed, `` Are Ethan and Bilius sleeping ? ``

`` I think so, one of them started snoring a few transactions ago, '' lav told him.

`` Good. I had another one of those pipe dream where someone 's using Legilimency on me. ``

`` I figured. Was it the Lapplander one ? ``

`` No, this one was different. My dad says it confirms some of his suspicions, which is n't really secure. He 'll take care of it, though. ``

`` Good. So he 's back, then ? ``

`` Yup, everything 's fine with the Ministry and the Prophet, now. fountainhead, Rita Skeeter and the editor of the prophesier got into a bit of hassle, '' Albus laughed.

`` That 's neat ! I 'm gladiolus your dad 's backrest. Now affair can get back to normal. Well, as normal as they ever are around here. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said softly, `` Well, sound night. ``

`` 'Night. ``

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Albus did n't get much eternal sleep that night. idea of his new nightmare kept him up the rest of the dark. He gave up trying to sleep by 7am and got up. By the clip whoremaster woke up, he was ready to go to breakfast. The two boys met Rose and Amanda at the Gryffindor mesa and had breakfast. Albus noticed that there was a lot of whispering going on and he suspected it was due to the fact that Harry was back from the Ministry. Albus continued thinking about his incubus during breakfast and was very quiesce. lavatory and Amanda did not comment this because they were in the middle of arguing about whether the Potions essay had to be a foot of parchment or just six inch. Albus suspected Amanda was properly and the essay had to be a foot. Rose, however, kept looking at Albus while she ate her food.

`` Is something wrong ? '' she asked him.

Albus glanced around to check over if anyone was paying attention to them, luckily, no one was. `` Yeah, I had another uncanny dream last dark. This one was different. ``

`` Really ? '' Rose stared at him with extensive middle. `` What was it about ? ``

`` Ca n't secern you here. I 'll differentiate you at lunch. I 've got to enjoin King James, too. The common room should be hollow when everyone 's at luncheon, '' Albus whispered.

Morning classes seemed to drag on forever. Albus kept looking at the clock throughout both pappa and magical spell, waiting for dejeuner. He really wanted Rose 's opinion of the dream and could n't hold off to tell her about the Hallows aspect of it. Harry started pop by telling the class that everything was straightened out with the Ministry and they had nil to worry about. Albus suspected he was going to tell every class that. appealingness was just as horrible as usual, and it ended with Washburn rescheduling the custody that Albus could n't advert earlier due to Occlumency. He would be doing lines at noontide on Saturday.

Once magical spell was over, Albus and Rose went to find James. Rose had told John and Amanda that the Potions essay did make to be a foot, so John was spending his tiffin in the subroutine library trying to come up with another one-half foundation of essay. Amanda had gone along to serve him. Albus and pink wine found King James in the Great student residence and after the three of them ate a rushed lunch, they headed up to the common room. It was, as suspected, deserted.

`` Ok, so what 's so important that I had to practically decamp dejeuner for ? '' King James I asked once they were in the room.

`` I had another curious dream last dark, '' Albus told him, `` This one was different. '' Albus explained the ambition in contingent, including the parts about the Hallows.

James and rose wine stared at Albus for a few moments before rosiness spoke, `` Well, this is is sort of just. Now we know that the Hallows are objective. I was almost thinking that they were a serial of spells or something. ``

`` But we still do n't know what they are, '' James sighed.

`` Or why I should know where they are, '' Albus stated, `` This would be a unscathed lot well-off if Dad would just order us. ``

`` But he wo n't, '' James replied angrily.

`` And I hate to say it, but I do n't think we 're going to retrieve any solution in the library. We 've looked in practically all the books that have to do with the war and I 've looked through all the oracle from that year, too, '' blush wine told them.

The three of them stood in silence for a few instant, trying to think of some response. King James had started pacing. Albus sat down in a chair and tried to think of some early way they could find out what the Hallows were.

`` Well, let 's go over the hint again, '' blush wine announced, `` The Hallows are something close, and our parents wo n't recite us what they are because they do n't want us to tell anyone. None of our aunts or uncles or cousins know about them either. So, maybe it 's just our parents who know about them ? If that 's true, then no marvel we could n't find the answer in a book. None of our parents have ever written a book. ``

`` Yeah, '' James agreed, `` It 's got to be something just our parents know about. ``

`` fountainhead, they were the ones who destroyed nearly of the Horcruxes. Maybe it 's got something to do with that ? '' Albus suggested.

`` That could be, '' James agreed, `` If only there was somebody else we could ask about it. ``

The room fell silent again, as they sank into their thoughts again. Suddenly blush wine jumped up from her president. `` I 've got it ! ``

`` What ? '' King James and Albus asked at the Saami time.

`` Who we can ask about the Hallows ! I ca n't believe I did n't conceive of it before ! ``

`` wellspring, who is it ? '' Albus asked.

`` Dumbledore ! ``

`` What ? ! '' James shouted, `` But he 's absolutely ! ``

`` I know that, '' Rose said, `` But there 's a portrait of him in Kendrick 's position ! ``

`` Oh, yeah. ``

`` Anyway, '' pink wine began, `` Dumbledore 's the one who told Uncle Harry about the Horcruxes, so he might know something about the Hallows, too ! ``

`` That 's brilliance, Rose ! '' Albus grinned at her.

`` Thanks. We just have to project out how to get into Kendrick 's office. ``

`` That could be tricky, '' Albus said, `` Either of you know where his role is ? ``

rosiness and James shook their caput. `` Neither do I, '' Albus sighed.

A mischievous grin spread across Rose 's font, `` But I know how we can get in. ``

The male child looked at her skeptically. `` How ? '' James asked.

`` well, if you get in enough trouble, you get taken to Kendrick 's bureau. ``

`` But what if we get expelled ? '' Albus asked warily.

`` Do n't worry, you wo n't. ``

`` You 've got a plan, then ? '' James inquired.

`` variety of, '' rose wine told them, `` I 've got a obscure idea. It 'll be me and Albus who are doing it. I 'm going to cause some kind of mayhem in Washubrn 's class- ''

`` Washburn ? ! Are you brainsick ? '' Albus shouted.

`` Just let me explain. Washburn does n't hate me nearly as much as he hates you. So he 's going to assume the chaos was caused by you since we sit at the Same mesa. He 'll initiate screaming, which will probably do another instructor to come running. Washburn will severalize that teacher what you supposedly did and you 'll get taken to Kendrick 's office. You 'll blab out to Dumbledore 's portrayal about the Hallows. Simple as that. ``

James I and Albus looked at her with shocked expressions on their faces. `` But I 'll get in vast problem, '' Albus said flatly.

`` No, you wo n't, '' Rose assured him, `` I might, but you wo n't. After Washburn dismisses the course, I 'll run to Uncle Harry and tell him it was really me who caused the distraction. ``

`` But I do n't want you to get in trouble, either, '' Albus told her.

`` It 's ok. I have hardly been in trouble at all this year. Anyway, all we need is the misdirection. ``

`` I 've got it, '' James announced, `` One of Uncle George 's fireworks. I 've got a whole supply up in my dormitory. ``

`` Excellent ! '' rose wine said excitedly, `` And I 'll just evidence Uncle Harry that it went off accidentally. I 'll probably just end up with origin or something for having a banned object in my possession. ``

`` Perfect, '' Albus smiled, finally satisfied that no one would get in huge trouble.

`` I think we ought to look a few calendar week to do it, since you just got a detention from Washburn, Albus, '' Rose told them.

`` Ok, just let us know when you think we ought to do it, '' James responded.

`` I will, '' rosiness assured him, `` We 'd better be off to form. See you later. ``

`` Bye, '' Albus said to James as he followed Rose to Potions. He was excited and spooky at the Lapplander time at the prospect of talking with Dumbledore about the Hallows. Would he finally learn what was being kept from him ? Only sentence would tell.

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A/N : I 've done it again ! I merged 2 chapters, due to the shortness of each. This resulted in the longest chapter yet. Hope you enjoyed it !

Thanks as always to my beta and baby, Dancer of Starlight. She has been especially helpful in coming up with characters for Albus 's third year. Thanks as well to my brother and other sister, and to inkheart for the review !

Disclaimer- As usual, I do not own Harry Potter

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The relaxation of the week flew by in a flurry of classes and homework. Albus and his friends found that they had no time to do anything early than homework during their free metre. They had not even found clock time to visit mat, but they did n't even screw if he was alive yet. rosebush was already freaking out over the end of term exams, which were still over four calendar month away, and was using every waking import to consider. Albus was not yet worried about exams and was more touch on about just completing all the assigned homework.

Quinton Willinson had not bothered Albus or any of his friend since Albus had left the hospital annex. Albus was not sure whether this was due to Willinson 's approaching N.E.W.T. exams, the large amount of detainment he received, or fear of what Harry would do if he continued tormenting Albus. Albus did not care which one it was, he was just sword lily Willinson had given up for the time being. However, the Saame could not be said about Scorpius Malfoy. Malfoy continued to pester Albus, Rose, John, and Amanda about what was incorrect with mat whenever they were in class together. Albus found this more pesky than anything else, because Malfoy rarely ever brought out his wand during these confrontations. Malfoy kind of reminded Albus of his Great auntie Petunia because she was also very snoopy. Malfoy stood no chance of ever finding out about Matt from Albus or the others, but Albus did worry about what would happen if Malfoy found out on his own.

Albus slept late on Saturday morning and woke up with just enough time to snap up a bite to eat in the Great Hall before rushing off to his detention with Washburn. As lots as Albus hated these detention, he had become kind of immune to them. Albus had been upset about the number one few, but lately he had started to take in them in step. As long as it was just lines, Albus did n't concern about them too much.

When Albus arrived in the magic spell classroom at twelve noon, Professor Washburn was sitting at his desk with the common frown on his face. `` Sit down, Potter, '' he barked.

`` Yes, sir, '' Albus responded quietly while taking a bum at the front line table.

`` Get out your lambskin and ink. Write'I will not misbehave in Charms'until I tell you to halt. ``

`` Yes, sir, '' Albus repeated as he took out a rolling wave of parchment and a quill. He started to write. Washburn never told Albus how many times he would have to write the line. He supposed Washburn liked to proceed Albus there until he looked sufficiently tired and uncomfortable. Washburn had no way of knowing how many lines that would ask. However, he never kept Albus in custody for less than an hour. Albus kept repeating the dividing line on his parchment while trying hard not to look at the clock. He found that looking at the clock just made the prison term go by slower. Eventually, Albus stole a coup d'oeil at the clock and found that it had only been 45 minute. He sighed.

`` You say something ? '' Washburn growled.

`` No, sir, '' Albus said without looking up from his theme. He wrote a few more strain and was startled when he heard footsteps come into the room. He glanced up to see that a tall man he did n't recognize walking towards Washburn. The man was wearing a black cloak and had short brown hair. It reminded Albus of the kind of haircut Muggles in the USA had. Washburn got up from his hindquarters when the man approached.

Washburn turned to Albus, `` Do n't go anywhere. If you do, I 'll have you in detention for the residual of term. ``

Albus nodded, but did n't say a word. The unknown man followed Washburn into his office and shut the doorway behind them. There was silence for a second and then Albus was able to hear raised voices coming from the office. They had forgotten to cast Muffliato before they started talking. It sounded like they were arguing about something, but Albus could n't arrive at out what it was. He wished they 'd reason a bit louder. Albus put down his quill and strained to hear what they were saying. The two men stayed in the berth for about XV hour before Washburn stormed out of it, looking quite angry, followed by the other man who seemed rather calm. Albus quickly picked up his shaft and continued his lines.

Washburn returned to his desk while the strange man walked over to the door. He turned around to await at Washburn and said icily, `` Remember, this is your job, no one else 's. And I expect you to dispatch it soon. '' Then the man left, shutting the door behind him.

Washburn stared at the book binding of the door for a few bit, before turning and glaring at Albus. `` You 're done. Get back to your vulgar room, '' he seethed.

Albus did not hesitate. He got up quickly and ran out of the elbow room. Today 's detention had been much forgetful than others. Albus suspected that this was due to whatever Washburn and the other wizard were talking about. Washburn was definitely up to something. Apparently he had a job to do. But what could it be ? Albus could n't help but wonder if the appealingness professor was involved with something evilness. He ran all the way to the uncouth room to secern his friends what he had overheard.

When Albus rushed through the portrait hole, he immediately spotted his Quaker at one of the tables. He grabbed a chair and sat down succeeding to Rose.

`` That was unforesightful, '' Rose commented.

`` I know, I lucked out today, '' Albus responded, `` But I 've got to differentiate you about Washburn. ``

`` What about him ? '' John asked, looking up from his book.

`` In the middle of my detention, some foreign genius came barging into the room, '' Albus told them.

`` Who was he ? '' Rose asked.

`` I dunno, that 's the affair. I 'd never seen him before. ``

`` What did he appear like ? '' Amanda asked. Albus described the man, but none of his admirer recognized the description either.

`` Maybe he was a parent of one of the student, '' Rose suggested.

`` Who knows ? '' Albus said, `` But he got into a huge line with Washburn. ``

`` wellspring, that 's not difficult, '' John laughed, `` Anything will set him off. ``

`` What did they argue about ? '' Rose asked.

`` I 'm not sure. They were in Washburn 's office. I could n't make out what they were saying, but they were definitely rowing about something. And then, right before the guy left, he said 'remember, this is your job to do and I want it done soon'to Washburn. Or something like that. ``

pink wine, lav, and Amanda stared at Albus for a instant before rosebush replied, `` That 's so unknown. So Washburn 's doing something for this necromancer ? ``

`` Yeah, I think so. He 's definitely up to something. And I do n't think it 's anything good, '' Albus informed them.

`` You think they 're doing something evil ? '' John asked skeptically.

`` Maybe, but I do n't really know. ``

`` I dunno, '' King John said warily, `` I mean, Washburn 's horrible to you and James, and all the Gryffindors, really. But I do n't know if he 's really into the Dark artwork or anything. ``

`` Yeah, '' Rose agreed, `` That 'job'could be anything. It does n't suffer to be something bad. ``

`` But Washburn seemed so mad about it. Just seems weird to me. ``

`` It 's definitely funny, but I do n't think we should startle to finale, '' Rose replied, `` I mean, look at Snape. Uncle Harry thought he was evil, but he was n't. ``

`` I suppose, '' Albus sighed.

`` Anyone want to go see if we can chew the fat Matt ? '' lav asked a few minutes later.

`` Good estimate, '' Albus agreed, `` I hope Madam Pomfrey lets us. ``

`` I hope he 's awake, '' Rose closed her books and put them away in her bag.

`` We can at least try to convert brothel keeper Pomfrey to let us visit him on his birthday if she does n't let us today, '' John reasoned.

The four friend packed up their Word and put them away in their dormitory. A few minutes later, they found themselves walking to the Hospital flank. They walked in secrecy the solid way there, each one knowing what the other was thinking about. All four of them were hoping Matt was alive and worrying about him. Albus had been worrying ever since the morning he found out mat was a werewolf. But at the same time, Albus felt a bit angry that matt would n't trust him with his secret. Albus 's rational side knew why mat was n't very trusting, but could n't help wishing that Matt would confide in him. Albus supposed that share of this was due to his dad not trusting him with knowing what the 'Hallows'were. He wished more people would trust him.

When they reached the Hospital offstage, they noticed that the doors were still shut, and when Saint John the Apostle tried to open them, they found out that they were still locked as well.

`` This is n't a dear mansion, '' John the Divine sighed.

Rose banged on the doorway and shouted, `` dame Pomfrey ! ``

A minute later, Madam Pomfrey opened the door a crack and stuck her head out. `` What do you necessitate ? ``

`` Is Matt awake ? '' rose wine whispered.

`` Yes, he woke up last night. ''

`` well, can we see him ? '' pink wine asked hopefully.

`` No, I 'm sorry, but he really ca n't have visitors right now, '' madam Pomfrey sighed.

`` Is he all right ? '' John interrupted.

`` He 'll be fine in a couple of weeks or so. ``

`` Can we come visit him on his birthday ? It 's next Midweek. please ? '' Albus pleaded.

madam Pomfrey 's expression softened, `` I think that would be all right. Not before Wednesday, though. I 'll see you then. ``

`` Great ! Thanks, dame Pomfrey, '' Albus smiled as she closed the doorway to the ward.

`` I 'm beaming he 's awake now, '' rose wine said as they walked back to the common room, `` And we get to see him on his birthday. ``

`` Yeah, and we did n't even ask Amy to convince her ! '' toilet grinned.

`` Ca n't wait until Wednesday, '' Albus said.

`` Definitely, '' Amanda agreed.

`` Boo ! '' a vocalisation said from behind them. Amanda shrieked and they all turned around. Bradley and Saint Mark were laughing.

`` Gotcha ! '' Omar Bradley shouted.

`` We got your material from Hogsmeade, '' St. Mark told them. He handed them two bags filled with butterbeer and sweets.

`` Awesome, '' Albus took the bags.

`` And here 's the Chudley cannon Garden State. Although, what he sees in them ... '' Omar Bradley shook his head as he handed John the jersey.

`` Thanks, cat, '' Albus said to his cousins.

`` No problem, '' Omar Bradley said, `` I remember the sidereal day of not being able to go to Hogsmeade. We always got Stanley and Calluna vulgaris to get our stuff for us. gladiola those days are over now. ``

`` I ca n't expect to go to Hogsmeade, '' John announced, `` Think of all the pranking stuff we 'll be able to buy. There 's only so often you can fit in your automobile trunk and bring from home. ``

`` Endless possibleness, fellow, '' Mark told John, `` Well, we 'd better be off. We 've put off the prep long enough. play first, work later. That 's our shibboleth. ''

`` Bad motto, if you ask me, '' rosebush whispered as her full cousin took off for the common room.

`` They 'll come through, '' Albus assured her, `` Have n't failed a socio-economic class yet, have they ? ``

`` No, they have n't, '' Rose agreed, `` We 'd better go, too. ''

`` Yeah, I 've still got to write that entirely essay for Potions, '' Amanda sighed.

Albus groaned, `` I 'd forgotten about that. Have n't even started. ``

Albus, Rose, whoremonger, and Amanda continued walking to the common room. Once they were there, they spent the remainder of the good afternoon writing essays about the prop of moonstone.

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During the adjacent few days, Albus and his friend debated about whether they should ask lustrelessness how he wound up in the Hospital Wing when they went to see him on his natal day. Albus thought they should avoid the issue altogether, still believing that matt would assure them when he was ready. However, rosiness thought it would seem suspicious if they did n't ask what happened, because if your friend gets injured, you would want to know what happened. As it stood right now, the solitary people in the castle who knew what really happened were the teachers, Amy, Albus, pink wine, John, and Amanda. Of trend, no one knew that Albus and his friends knew what happened. Despite this, many people asked them what happened. Albus just told them he had no idea and after a few mean solar day, they gave up asking. Albus had heard quite a few ridiculous rumors about it. He overheard a few second class Hufflepuffs telling a couple Ravenclaws that Matt had been attacked by a thestral. This Saami report had been repeated throughout the castling, only with a different creature being substituted each time, including a Hippogriff and a centaur. The Centaurus narration was especially absurd and Albus was for certain the centaurs would not be glad if that chronicle reached their ears.

In the end, Albus and his friend decided that they would ask Matt what happened, but they would not live on the subject. Albus was trusted that lusterlessness, or maybe even Amy, had come up with some kind of taradiddle to handle up what happened. Despite this, Amy was not telling anyone the tale. She just ignored anyone who brought it up. Her friends, including Victoire, stayed closely by her at all times and would n't let anyone force the matter. Albus suspected that Victoire had already been fed the fake history, but he did n't ask her about it.

After dinner on February one-sixth, Albus, Rose, John, and Amanda found themselves walking to the hospital Wing armed with party provision and a captive present.

Rose was the first to hit the threshold and when she went to pick apart, everyone was surprised to determine that the door pushed open. `` It 's unsecured ! '' Rose gasped.

`` That must imply Matt 's doing better ! '' Albus said excitedly.

`` Let 's go, then ! '' John Lackland pushed retiring Albus and Rose and walked into the room. Amanda followed him and then Albus and Rose walked in. Albus spotted mat 's bed, but the curtains were pulled around it. He did n't see Madam Pomfrey anywhere.

`` Madam Pomfrey ! '' Rose shouted, `` Are you here ? ``

Madam Pomfrey peeked her head out from behind the curtains and smiled at them. `` Rose ! You can visit as soon as I 'm done giving him his evening potions. ''
`` Ok, thanks, Madam Pomfrey, '' Rose responded.

A few minutes later, the nurse came back out and walked over to where Albus and his friend were standing. `` What do you make in those bags ? '' she eyed their computer software suspiciously.

`` Oh, just some Honeydukes stuff, Butterbeer, and a present, '' Albus told her.

`` But none of it 's Weasley products, is it ? ''

`` No. ``

lady Pomfrey relaxed, `` Ok, good. The last matter I need is to have this berth destroyed while you have your party ! You can go see him now. ``

Albus ran to the bed, followed by his supporter, and pulled back the mantle. Amy was sitting in a chair next to the bed and whispering to lusterlessness. She stopped abruptly when the curtain opened.

`` Hey, lusterlessness ! '' Albus grinned and sat down at the end of the bed. `` How are you ? ``

`` I 'm all right hand, '' Matt replied hoarsely, `` But I 've been better. ``

`` Glad to see you 're arouse, mate, '' John sat down next to Albus and set the bag of party stuff on the floor.

rosiness and Amanda smiled and sat in chairs that Amy had conjured after they came in. Rose pulled the curtains closed and handed Matt his present tense. `` Happy Birthday ! '' everyone shouted.

`` Thanks, cat ! '' Matt grinned and tore open up the wrapping. `` Wow ! A Chudley canon jersey ! This is brilliant ! ``

`` I 'm beaming you like it, '' Albus said, `` My first cousin picked it up in Hogsmeade for us. They also got us butterbeers and sweets. ``

`` splendid ! '' Matt replied excitedly.

John picked up the bag and passed out butterbeer and jelly biff. `` So, '' he began once everyone started feeding, `` What exactly happened to you ? We 've heard the craziest hearsay. You did n't really get attacked by a ruck of thestrals, did you ? ``

matt started choking on his butterbeer and Amy slapped him on the back. He gave her a worried look and then looked back at John. `` Really ? '' he sputtered.

It was a bit difficult to think that Matt had been attacked by thestrals, when Hagrid had the schooltime thestrals very well trained. But on the other hand, Matt did search like he 'd been attacked by a declamatory tool. He had partially healed cuts, chomp, and dough all over all his body. His arms and legs were covered in patch and just about all of his soundbox was bruised. Albus could see how someone would mistrust he was attacked by a thestral.

`` well, that 's what the Hufflepuffs are saying, '' John told him.

`` The Ravenclaws think it was a Hippogriff, '' Amanda chimed in.

Matt sighed and glanced at Amy, who gave him a look. `` It was n't either, '' matte began, `` I got a bit too close to the Whomping Willow. ``

`` What ? ! '' John exclaimed, `` Really ?

`` Er, yeah, '' flatness said.

Albus was debating about whether to ask Matt to elaborate or not when he continued.

`` I spent the night here when Albus took me that one dark. Then I left in the morning and went for a walk on the grounds. I was n't paying tending to where I was going and the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree gave me quite a whipping. ``

`` Wow, '' Albus responded, `` I 'm glad you 're ok. ''

`` Yeah, '' St. John the Apostle said, `` But when do you get to pull up stakes here ? ``

`` I 'm not really sure, '' lusterlessness told them, `` Not for at least another calendar week. Madam Pomfrey wants the snub healed and the contusion faded before I leave. And I ca n't really take the air that well. ``

`` A whole week ? '' Rose exclaimed.

`` At least, '' matte responded, `` I hope it 's not more. I 'm getting so bored. What 's been going on in the rest of the castling ? ``

`` well, did you see that article Rita Skeeter wrote lastly week ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yeah, I read it yesterday. But Amy told me there was n't anything to care about. ``

`` She 's right. But the whole castling 's talking about it. Dad thinks it 'll blow over when the side by side Quidditch friction match arrives. ``

`` He 's probably redress, '' pink wine agreed.

`` I hope I get to result here before the next match. I do n't want to omit it, '' Matt said.

`` I hope so too, '' John took a sip of butterbeer, `` nil worse than missing Quidditch. ``

`` I can think of no less than ten things, '' rose wine muttered.

`` I think we might have a fortune of winning the cup, '' Albus said excitedly.

`` That would be so coolheaded ! '' Amanda shouted, `` I love Quidditch. I was never into Muggle sports, but Quidditch is awesome. ``

`` Definitely, '' Gospel According to John agreed, `` I never saw the distributor point of Muggle mutant, but I guess if you ca n't bet Quidditch ... ''

They spent the next 60 minutes talking about Quidditch and everything else that was going on in the castle. Albus told matte about how Xavier Goyle had melted his cauldron in potions the other day. The potion had spread across the floor and burned through Scorpius Malfoy and his Friend, Jackson Limbert 's, shoe. The Gryffindors had thought this was very funny, especially when they found out that the potion had turned both boys metrical foot pink. former than that, nothing too exciting had happened in social class during flatness 's absence seizure. Washburn had continued being horrible to Albus and the early Gryffindors. In Transfiguration, they had started transfiguring Muggle pencils into quill. pink wine, John, and a yoke of the Ravenclaws were the lone single who had managed to do it.

After they had exhausted the topic of moral, the conversation turned back to Quidditch. Professional Quidditch this time. No one seemed to think the Chudley Canons had any promise of ever making it to the Cup. Even mat seemed to agree. No one had any idea who would be playing in the Cup this year, but it did n't matter much because it had already been decided that the Cup would take space in Russia and none of them would get to go anyway.

Amy spent the entire visit sitting next to Matt, so Albus was unable to contribution the contentedness of his newest dream or what had happened in detention the previous Sabbatum. Albus found out that Amy spent well-nigh of her redundant time visiting Matt. He had never seen such a devoted babe before. Albus had thought his older first cousin were protective, but they were nothing compared to Amy.

Eventually, Madam Pomfrey came back to separate them that they had stayed long enough and it was time for them to leave.

`` well, I hope you can pull up stakes soon, '' Albus said as he stood up.

`` 'Night, Matt, '' toilet cleaned up the leftover food and put it back in the bag.

`` See you soon, '' rose wine told him.

`` Bye, '' Amanda stood up and followed everyone out from behind the curtains.

`` Bye, cat, '' Matt yawned as they left.

`` He does n't look good, '' Albus whispered once they had left the room.

`` No, he does n't, '' rosebush agreed, `` But at to the lowest degree he 's awake. ``

`` Good point, but I can see why gentlewoman Pomfrey wo n't let him leave yet. Everyone would bombard him with questions about what happened, '' John pointed out.

`` I do n't cogitate he knows you were in the infirmary annex that night, Albus, '' Amanda said, `` He says he spent the night in the infirmary Wing, but you know he did n't. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` And they brought him back there so early, there would n't have been any metre for him to roam the primer coat. ``

`` Do n't guide it out, though, '' Rose warned him.

`` I wo n't, '' Albus assured her, `` We agreed that we would n't say anything about what happened now that we 've heard the story. ``

`` He 'll experience to tell us eventually, '' trick reasoned.

`` I know. I hope it 's soon, '' Albus said.

`` I bet it will be soon, '' blush wine told them, `` How many narrative can he come up with about what happens every good Moon ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said, `` I just hope it 's not worse next month. ``

No one said anything else the quietus of the way to the coarse way. Albus knew that everyone else was thinking what he was thinking. That it was very much a possibility that next month would be worse.

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A/N : Thanks to my sis and beta, Dancer of Starlight, and thanks to my early baby and my brother. Thanks to inkheart for the critical review.

You may have noticed that I lost practically all my limited review for this narration during the site crash. I had around 40 and lost all but 8. So please read and reexamination !

I thought I 'd portion that I 've finished the sequel to this ! Albus Potter and the Tracks They Left hindquarters, which is about Albus 's 2nd year, will be posted as soon as I 've posted all of this one.

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As February progressed, the rook curtilage were blanketed in even more hoodwink. The scholarly person found themselves going outside for Abronia elliptica battle during lots of their complimentary fourth dimension. These games started out as cozy fun, but soon chemical group of citizenry formed large squad that eventually led to each firm having their own team. On affair, half the schoolhouse would be outside participating. The games usually resulted in a few scholarly person going to the hospital extension. The students also tracked quite a bit of snow and mud into the palace and Filch was not happy about it. He spent his metre lurking near the front man threshold, waiting to scream at anyone who came inside with muddy shoes. Albus and his Quaker participated in a few snowball fights, but soon found that the quondam students were capable to enchant snowballs and it was severely for them to keep open up. It was fun nonetheless, and even blush wine took breach from studying to connect in.

They also made sure enough to visit Matt every nighttime. They told him the latest tidings of the castle and helped him with his preparation. No one mentioned his injury beyond a simple 'how are you ?'and Albus could tell that Matt wanted to quash the matter. Eventually, after a full three week in the infirmary wing, Madam Pomfrey finally let him leave. His bruises had faded, cuts had healed, and was looking almost normal. By now, the entire castle had heard the Whomping Willow chronicle, and Albus hoped that no one would ask any questions about it.

`` I am so beaming to be out of there, '' matt said as he set his record book down on a board in the rough-cut room the night he left the hospital wing.

`` I 'm sword lily you are, too, '' Albus sat down and took out his transfiguration book.

`` We all are, '' rose grinned, but did n't sit down. She walked over to Albus and whispered in his ear, `` I 've got to spill to you, alone. Saint James the Apostle, too. We 'll go up to your dorm. Bilius and Ethan are down here, so it 'll be empty. ``

`` We 'll be right back, '' Albus told Matt, St. John, and Amanda as he got up. He went up to his dormitory and sat on the bed, waiting for his brother and cousin.

A few min later, Rose came into the elbow room followed by a pose looking James. `` What is it ? '' Epistle of James asked.

`` I think it 's sentence for our programme, you know, about getting Albus to talk to Dumbledore, '' rose told them.

`` Now ? '' Albus asked in a shocked tone. The more he had thought about that plan, the more nervous he became. It could go faulty in so many ways.

`` Yes, I think so, '' Rose replied adamantly, `` I 've given up the program library research. ``

`` Really ? ! '' Epistle of James laughed, `` I 'd break holler the prophesier ! ``

`` Shut it, James River, '' Rose said. `` Tomorrow, during Charms, I 'll set off the fireworks and you 'll get sent to Kendrick 's place. And then maybe we 'll finally get some answers. ``

`` All rightfulness, '' Albus sighed. His curiosity trumped his desire to not cause anymore trouble in Washburn 's class.

`` We 'll let you know how it goes, James, '' Rose told her cousin.

James II grinned, `` Somehow, I think I 'm going to take heed about it before I see you. This is brilliant, setting off fireworks in Washburn 's class .... ''

`` I 'm not talking about that ! '' Rose sighed, `` I 'm talking about the stuff with Dumbledore. ``

`` I know, but still. Blimey, I wish I 'd be there to see the expression on Washburn 's fount .... ''

`` No, you do n't, '' Albus replied, `` He 's going to be livid. ``

`` Yeah, but that 's what we 're hoping for, '' Rose said, `` It 's the only way to get into Kendrick 's office. ``

`` I know, I just wish there was a just way, '' Albus sighed.

`` Me, too, '' rosebush said softly.

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Albus hardly slept at all that night. He tossed and turned while worrying about the next day 's charms course of study. He finally gave up sleeping around six in the break of day and got up. Once privy and mat were up, the three of them headed down to breakfast.

Albus sat next to Rose, who was already there, and served himself some toast. However, Albus was too nervous to eat it. He just kept glancing up at the staff table, where Washburn was doing his usual morning glower at the students.

`` Are you ok, Albus ? '' Matt asked, `` You do n't attend too salutary. ``

`` I 'm just tired, I guess, '' Albus said quietly while glancing at rosiness. She gave him a sympathetic look, but did n't say anything. Amanda, lavatory, and Matt had no estimation what would be happening in magical spell, of course, so they just thought Albus was sick.

`` Maybe you should go to the infirmary annex, '' Matt suggested while stuffing eggs in his mouth.

`` No, I 'll be o.k., '' Albus assured him.

Albus could n't pay attention during dadaism. Harry lectured during the whole division, but Albus spent the whole time worrying about Charms. The socio-economic class seemed to go by twice as fast as normal and before Albus knew it, it was over.

Albus walked to Charms with rosebush, who told him that everything was set. The Weasley firework were in her bag, and set to be set off. She did n't recite him when it would be happening, but Albus assumed it would be during the hard-nosed component part of the class.

Washburn stormed into the room in his common burst of Fury. He went to his desk and took attendance. When he got to Matt 's name, a foreign grin appeared on his typeface.

`` Nice of you to finally join us in class, Eckerton, '' he sneered, `` What 's it been ? Three weeks ? I certainly hope you 've been studying spell while you skipped class. ``

Albus glanced over at flatness, who was turning red and slouching down in his seat.

Washburn continued the attending and when he was done, he started lecturing. Albus 's kernel was pounding loudly now and he could n't make out a intelligence Washburn said. All he noticed was that Washburn was calling on lusterlessness to serve every single query he asked. lustrelessness had no estimate what any of the answers were and was looking more miserable each minute. Eventually, Washburn announced that they would be charming newspaper shuttlecock to fly. He said that this appeal was much like levitation, and if one was open of levitating a paper hoot, they 'd be capable of making one fly.

Albus groaned as he pulled out his wand. Levitation never ended well in this grade, and he knew for a fact it would n't end well today. He glanced down at Rose 's bag, which was sitting in between them on the storey. Once Washburn settled down to grade homework at his desk, Albus noticed blush wine wrick her wand from her report birdie and towards her bag, which had been emptied of everything except the fireworks earlier. She gave Albus a nervous feeling and muttered an incantation.

A forte plosion erupted from the bag and a large hippogriff made of flame floated towards the ceiling. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at it. A few people screamed. Albus put on a mortified face while rosiness tried her substantially to depend surprised.

`` potter ! '' Washburn ran out from behind his desk and was in figurehead of Albus within five seconds. Albus had never heard him scream so forte. `` What on earth are you doing ? ! Must you always disrupt my class like this ? ! Never have I seen such a blatant hurly burly ! '' He was shouting so loud now that Albus was certain everyone in the rook had heard him.

`` I 'll have you expelled from this castle ! '' Washburn continued, `` I 'll take a crap indisputable you- ''

`` What is going on in here ? '' Professor Patil came charging into the room and off-and-on Washburn 's tirade. She saw the pyrotechnic and pointed her wand at it. It disappeared immediately.

`` potter has disrupted my class yet again ! He set off a firework while I was trying to learn ! '' Washburn informed her, `` And I will throw for certain there is some penalization ! He has gotten away with far too practically. ``

`` well, I think this is a matter that is better taken up with the Headmaster, '' professor Patil replied, `` Come along, Potter. ``

Albus nodded and got up from the table. So far, so good. The plan was going as well as it could be. He was going to pull in it to the Headmaster 's office. He followed Patil out into the hallway. Washburn glared at him as he left, his mouth opening and shutdown, but no speech were coming out.

prof Patil did not say a word the totally way to the Headmaster 's billet. She led him up a few flights of steps and stopped in battlefront of a stone gargoyle.

`` I 'm in the midsection of teaching a division, so I 'll impart you here to see the headmaster, '' she informed him. `` safe duck, '' she said to the gargoyle.

The gargoyle opened to reveal a handbill staircase. Albus stepped inside and climbed up. His heart was pounding as he stepped off the net stair and came into a orbitual room. It was adorned with the portrayal of retiring headmasters. There were all sort of silver instruments on every control surface, along with bookcases overflowing with book. In the back was a desk with a comfy looking chair behind it. Behind the chairperson was Professor Dumbledore 's portrait. Albus glanced around and noticed that he was alone in the room. Luckily, Professor Kendrick was not there. Albus breathed a sigh of reliever. That was the one thing that could birth gone wrong with the plan. If Kendrick was there, then Albus would not have a chance to mouth to Dumbledore.

Albus ran to Dumbledore 's portrait, bore to get this over with, as Kendrick could pass any minute. As he approached Dumbledore, he passed the only early portrait that was currently awake. It was a portrait of a greasy haired, hooked nose man. `` Getting into trouble, Potter ? Just like your Father-God, '' the man said. It was Professor Snape.

Albus chose to snub him as he reached Dumbledore. `` Um, excuse me, Sir, '' he started.

`` Hello, Albus, '' Dumbledore smiled, `` I wondered when I 'd be seeing you. But I must ask, what kind of worry did you cause to be sent here ? ``

`` I, um, er, well, it was n't me, exactly. It was Rose. But we assumed, hoped rather, that I 'd get blamed for it, '' Albus stammered.

`` Ah, you 've been wanting to verbalise to me ? '' Dumbledore asked.

`` Yes, sir, '' Albus replied.

`` I will be glad to help you, but showtime I really must jazz what you and Rose did, '' Dumbledore insisted, `` I am rather queer. ``

`` Well, rosiness set off a Weasley firework in prof Washburn 's class, '' Albus confessed.

`` Interesting. I seem to recall her mother doing the same in my class once, although I never could rise it, '' Snape commented.

`` That 's certainly a creative way of getting to blab to me, '' Dumbledore replied, `` But I must separate you that a better way would be to send word with another portrayal and I 'd be able to meet you in the uncouth room. ``

Albus slapped his head teacher, `` I ca n't believe I did n't mean of that ! Too late now. Anyway, what I want to talk about is private. ``

`` Oh, I understand. Ask away. ``

`` Um, well, over Christmastime, Rose, James, and I, and a few other of our first cousin overheard our parents talking, '' Albus paused, waiting for the rebuke for listening in on a conversation.

`` Perfectly perceivable. I do think that if adults do n't want children hearing their conversations, they ought to use the proper magic spell against eavesdropping. ``

Albus grinned, `` That 's what I thought, but Grandma was pretty mad. She took away all of James 's Extendable Ears. ``

`` What a shame. I always thought those were cunning. I wish they had been invented when I was your age. ``

`` Anyway, we overheard that they are keeping something from us. A hugger-mugger, I guess. We always thought they told us everything about Voldemort, the horcruxes, and the Battle at Hogwarts. But now we 're not so sure. They were talking about figuring out when to tell us something. Something they do n't require us to spread around, '' Albus informed him.

`` I see, '' Dumbledore replied with a serious-minded look on his face, `` Go on. ``

`` Well, prof, we think we sort of know what it is. wellspring, I heard them say one word and the same word was mentioned in these weird dreaming I 've been having. I 've been having dreams due to somebody doing Legilimency on me. I 'm learning Occlumency, though. ``

`` That 's good, '' Dumbledore said, `` I hope it 's going well. ``

`` Mine is, but James is n't doing so well with his. ``

`` Who 's teaching you ? '' Snape interrupted, `` It 's not your begetter, is it ? '' Snape laughed at the very thought.

`` No, '' Albus replied coldly, `` But he could if he wanted to. ``

`` No, he could n't, '' Snape replied, `` I tried to learn him, and he is incapable of the task. ``

`` He 's doing better now, '' Albus said defensively.

`` Who is teaching you, then ? '' Snape pressed.

`` My Aunt Hermione. ``

`` Well, as much of a know it all she was, she 's probably a competent teacher, '' Snape approved.

`` Thank you, Severus, '' Dumbledore said, `` Now, continue, Albus. ``

`` Um, right. Anyway, I guess I was wondering if you could tell me anything about the Hallows, '' Albus held his breath, waiting for Dumbledore 's reaction.

Dumbledore sighed, `` I was afraid that 's what you were going to ask. What do you know about them ? ``

`` Not much. My parents have n't told me anything, but I 'm pretty sure enough that 's what they 're keeping from us. Rose, King James, and I have been researching in the program library about them, but we have n't found anything. All I know is that they are objects and I learned that from my dreams. ``

`` Be careful not to believe everything those dreams tell you, '' Snape warned, `` That was one of your father 's problems. ``

`` Severus, '' Dumbledore said warningly and turned back to Albus. `` You will not find any information about the Hallows in the history Book about Voldemort. And this is because there are few who know about their importance in the final examination engagement. Many of those who do, do not believe it. ``

`` So, they do have to do with the battle ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, they do, '' Dumbledore confirmed.

`` Will you tell me what they are ? ''

Dumbledore sighed again, `` I am afraid that it is not my place to assure you. That responsibility remains with your begetter. I will tell you that they played an authoritative role in defeating Voldemort, but beyond that, you 'll have to wait until your father is set to tell you. ``

Albus groaned, `` But why ? Why wo n't he narrate me ? ``

`` Adults have a habit of keeping things from children because they think they are protecting them. This is not always the eccentric, as I have learned on many affair. I made the like mistake legion clip, most of them involving Harry and the entropy about his past. ``

`` Oh, '' Albus responded, `` Do you sleep with when he 'll tell me ? ``

`` No, although I do suppose it will be soon. Perhaps within the next few calendar month, '' Dumbledore revealed.

`` month ? ! '' Albus shouted, `` I ca n't wait that long ! ``

`` solitaire is a mighty chastity, Albus, '' Dumbledore said, `` I know it 's hard to wait that hanker. Which is why I will give you a little speck. ``

`` A tinge ? Like where we can find out about the Hallows without asking my dad ? '' Albus asked hopefully.

`` Not exactly. But before I get to that, I sense there is something else troubling you. ``

Albus thought for a moment before responding. `` fountainhead, I guess there is one thing ... '' he paused, wondering if he should tell Dumbledore about Matt.

Dumbledore smiled, but did n't say anything.

Albus sighed. `` Ok, it 's my friend Matt. He gets sick a lot, once a month to be exact. And I just found out he 's a wolfman. Not that that matters or anything. I still want to be Friend with him, '' Albus said quickly.

`` Ah, yes, Matthew Eckerton, '' Dumbledore replied.

`` You know him ? ''

`` Yes, he voiced a few worry to me before the schooltime year started. He and his parents had a meeting with prof Kendrick. ``

`` That was quick, Potter. I must say that I am pleasantly surprised that you found out so quickly. Your father never was able to put the hint together to figure out that Lupin was a werewolf. young lady husbandman told him, '' Snape interjected.

Albus averted his eyes from Snape and mumbled, `` Er, Rose is the one who really found out. I just confirmed it when I was in the infirmary fender the like prison term as Matt. ``

`` Of course, '' Snape said flatly.

`` Severus, '' Dumbledore warned, `` Continue, Albus. ``

`` It 's just, lustrelessness has n't told us yet. He 's still trying to hide it from us. I just wish he 'd trust me. It just sort of feels like no one trusts me. matt wo n't tell me he 's a werewolf and my dad wo n't secern me about the Hallows. Why wo n't anyone trust me ? '' Albus told Dumbledore.

`` I understand, '' Dumbledore responded, `` But I do think it 's more complicated than you not being trustworthy. You, I believe, are very trusty. As far as Matt trusting you, I will tell you that he had a very boisterous childhood. He 's been through repulsion you ca n't even ideate. I do recollect he trusts you, but I do n't imagine he tells many the great unwashed about his lycanthropy. I know that he is very afraid about what will take place if people find out- ''

`` But it does n't matter to me ! Or toilet or pink wine or Amanda ! '' Albus interrupted.

`` I know. But retiring experiences have caused Matt to be loath to tell anyone. Although I do mean he will confide in you eventually. ``

`` So you agree that I should n't tell him that I know ? '' Albus asked.

`` As long as he does n't know that you know, I think that would be a wise pick. ``

`` No, I do n't cogitate he has any idea that I know, '' Albus said.

`` Good, '' Dumbledore continued, `` Now, I believe trust is a two-way street. You want mat to intrust in you, but can you suppose of anything that you are keeping from him, and King John, and Amanda as well ? ``

Albus wracked his brain, `` Well, just the Hallows, but I do n't even know what they are. ``

`` The Hallows, that 's exactly what I suspected you were keeping secret. But why ? ``

`` Um, I guess I 'm not indisputable. It just seems like something that I should keep to myself. Since my parents have n't even severalise anyone, '' Albus reasoned.

`` Ah, but you wish your parents would narrate you about them ? ``

`` Yes, but- ''

`` It might be wise to differentiate your friends, Albus. Just because your parents have n't told anyone, does n't signify you have to keep it to yourself. ``

`` Really ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, and that is my confidential information to you. Tell your friends what you know about the Hallows. They just might be able to help oneself you, '' Dumbledore told him.

`` You think they would make love more than we could get from rule book ? '' Albus asked skeptically.

`` There 's only one way to rule out, '' Dumbledore winked.

`` All right, if you 're sure, '' Albus responded.

`` Good luck with that, ceramicist, '' Snape smirked.

Albus heard a room access unfold behind him and he jumped. He had momentarily forgotten what he had done to get to Kendrick 's office. As he remembered the chaos in Washburn 's stratum, dread consumed him once more. What was going to take place ? Albus turned around and saw professor Kendrick standing in the doorway.

`` Sit down, Albus, '' Kendrick said as he walked towards his desk.

Albus sat down in the chairperson in front of the desk while Kendrick sat down in his chair.

`` professor Patil told me what happened. Before we start discussing, I 'm going to ask Professor Washburn to come in. Along with your dad. Hopefully we 'll be able to get to the bottom of this, '' Kendrick got up from the desk and went over to the fireplace. He threw a fistful of floo pulverisation in and thrust his nous into the emerald flames.

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A/N : Thanks to my babe and genus Beta, Dancer of Starlight, as well as my other sister and my brother. Thanks to Moonylupin for the followup !
Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry ceramicist

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`` Now, do n't carry to make much more than a wisp of silvery fog on your first try, '' Harry told his year of eagre seventh years, `` Patronuses are difficult for even the better adept to conjure. ``

`` But my mum and dad said you managed it in your tertiary class, '' Christina Davies interrupted.

`` fountainhead, yes, I did, '' Harry told his class, `` But I had wonderful teacher and the motivation I needed to manage it at such a young age. Now, everyone think of a glad computer storage, just as we discussed- ''

`` exculpation me, Harry ? '' The flames in the classroom open fireplace turned a bright emerald super acid and the schoolmaster 's facial expression appeared in it. The solid class turned to look towards the fireplace and were shocked to see professor Kendrick 's head.

`` Yes, Professor ? '' Harry answered in a lost tonus. Fireplaces had been installed in all the classrooms during the rebuilding of Hogwarts after the Battle in order for the teachers to intercommunicate faster in the event of an pinch. Harry had never used his fireplace before and was a bit occupy when he saw Kendrick in it.

`` Your son caused a disruption in appeal just now- ''

`` What did Epistle of James do this time ? '' Harry sighed.

`` No, not King James I. It was Albus, '' Kendrick told Harry.

`` What ? ! '' Harry was baffled. He never imagined Albus would cause enough problem to be sent to the master 's office staff. Even James I had avoided that so far.

`` Yes, it was Albus. He 's in my office right now and I 'd wish to talk over it with you and prof Washburn, '' Kendrick said

`` All right wing. I 'll meet you in your office in a few minutes. ``

`` I 'll see you then, '' Kendrick 's drumhead disappeared and the flame returned to their common orange.

The seventh geezerhood all turned their heads back to Harry, with looks of blow on their faces.

`` What did Albus do ? '' Victoire asked, `` I ca n't imagine him getting in trouble. ``

`` I really do n't know what happened, Victoire, '' Harry answered.

`` Were his friends in on this, too ? '' Amy asked anxiously. Harry could tell she was worried about her brother getting in trouble.

`` I 'm not sure. I just learn about this now, '' Harry responded, `` I 've got to go. I 'm dismissing stratum now. I trust you 'll all use this time responsibly, '' Harry grinned, knowing they 'd all use the time to goof off. `` We 'll stay with Patronuses future grade. ``

Harry left the classroom as his educatee were packing up. He made it to Kendrick 's office in book prison term, gave the watchword, and entered the way. Kendrick was sitting behind his desk, with Albus and Washburn sitting in front of it. There was an abandon chair between them. Nobody was saying a Holy Writ. Both Dumbledore and Snape 's portraits seemed to be paying last attention. Harry walked over to the void chairperson and he noticed that Albus was shaking and he looked extremely scared.

`` Hi, Al, '' Harry whispered and gave his son a quick hug before taking the middle seat. Albus remained quiet down and he was staring straight at Dumbledore 's portrait.

`` daddy wo n't be able to save you this metre, Potter, '' Washburn sneered.

`` That 's enough, Jameson, '' Kendrick said calmly, `` Now that Harry is here, could you delight explicate to both of us what happened ? ``

`` I was trying to instruct and all of a sudden, there was an explosion and a firework emerged from the mesa he was sitting at, '' Washburn spat, `` He set it off to get a disruption. He 's been doing it ever since the beginning of the year. ``

`` Is this true, Albus ? '' Kendrick asked. All three adults turned to look at Albus, who was sinking lower in his prat. He did not say a word.

`` Of grade it 's true ! '' Washburn growled after a few moments of silence.

A loud banging disrupted their give-and-take. Harry turned away from Albus and looked at the office door. `` Do you need me to get that ? ``

`` Yes, I suppose, '' Kendrick replied.

Harry got up and went over to the room access. He opened it and rosiness came bursting in. She was out of intimation and looked flushed. `` Do n't. Expel. Him. '' she panted.

`` What ? ! '' Kendrick said, `` I was n't planning on expelling Albus. ``

`` You should ! '' Washburn stood up and glared at Kendrick.

`` Sit down, '' Kendrick responded, `` You have to respect my decisions. I will not release Albus, but there will be a penalty. ``

`` No ! '' Rose shouted. She walked towards Kendrick 's desk and stood in front of it. Harry followed and stood behind Albus 's chair. `` It was n't him ! '' she announced.

`` What do you intend ? ! '' Washburn exclaimed, `` Of line it was him ! I saw him ! ``

`` No, you did n't. You saw it came from our table, there was no way you could recite who actually did it. John, Matt, and I were also sitting at that mesa, '' Rose explained.

`` What are you getting at, Rose ? '' Harry asked. Now he was thoroughly confused about the whole event.

`` It was me, '' Rose said simply, `` It was my firework. ``

`` You set off a pyrotechnic during a class ? '' Harry was mystified. If there was anyone who was less likely than Albus to get problem during social class, it was pink wine. blush wine did love causing worry, but she never did it during classes.

`` fountainhead, not really, '' Rose glanced shiftily at Washburn and then returned her gaze to Harry. `` Not intentionally, that is. It was one of those new firework that Uncle George II is working on. They 're still in the testing stage. The ones that are supposed to actually disappear if you vanish them, but then reappear an hour or so later. Only right now they permanently disappear. ``

`` That 's good, '' Harry breathed a sigh of relief. There were much worse experimental merchandise that could have accidentally gotten set off.

`` Anyway, they 're very fluid rightfulness now and they go off if there 's a lot of magic around, and we were practicing charming newspaper birds, '' Rose told him.

`` Why did you birth it ? '' Harry asked.

`` I, um, took it during Christmas jailbreak, '' pink wine mumbled while looking at her feet.

`` What ? ! '' Harry exclaimed.

`` I found it at the tunnel and did n't realize it was one of the experimental ones. I just realized that the other day. ``

`` And why was it in your bag ? ``

`` I was meaning to commit it to you during DADA, but I forgot, '' rosiness confessed.

Harry sighed, `` All right. I guess that mystery is solved. ``

`` What about penalty ! They need to be punished ! '' Washburn shouted while glaring at Rose.

`` rosiness will get lines, but seeing as Albus was n't actually involved, I ca n't punish him, '' Kendrick explained.

`` But, but, '' Washburn sputtered.

`` And that is final, Jameson, '' Kendrick said firmly, `` Now, Albus and rosiness, you should get going to your future class. rosiness, you can do your product line with prof Washburn tomorrow night at seven. ``

Albus and Rose nodded. Albus got up and gave Harry a hug before he followed Rose out of the room. He still did n't say anything, but he looked a bit less scared than he had earlier and he had stopped shaking.

Kendrick stood up, `` I 'm gladiolus we got this all straightened out. I shall see both of you later. ''

Washburn glared at Harry and stomped out of the room, slamming the room access behind him. Harry turned to leave behind as well, but stopped when he heard a conversant voice. `` Harry, I would care to discuss something with you, if you have fourth dimension. ''

Harry turned around and saw the comrade face of Albus Dumbledore looking at him. `` Yeah, I 've got clock time. ``

`` I 'll pass on you to your conversation, then, '' Kendrick said as he left his office.

Harry walked over to Dumbledore 's portrait, `` What is it, Professor ? ``

`` I had an interesting conversation with Albus earlier. ``

`` Really ? '' Harry was very curious as to what the two of them would have talked about.

`` Oh, yes, '' Dumbledore continued, `` He has been wondering about the Hallows. ``

`` The, the, Hallows ? '' Harry stammered. He did n't suppose his kids had ever even heard of the Hallows.

`` The Hallows. He overheard you talking about them over Christmas holiday. He, Epistle of James, and rosiness have been attempting to research them in the depository library ever since. ``

`` They have ? ''

`` That 's what Albus told me. Naturally, they did not find any result, '' Dumbledore went on, `` So, Albus asked me what I knew about them. ``

`` And did you tell him ? '' Harry asked anxiously.

`` I told him I do know about them, but that I could not ease up him the reply he wanted. I believe that is your duty, Harry, '' Dumbledore responded.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, `` Thank you. ``

`` Why have n't you assure them, Harry ? ``

Harry stopped to think. Dumbledore gazed at him while waiting patiently. `` Well, I guess because I do n't need a whole lot of multitude knowing about them. The last thing we need is to have someone seeking them out. ``

`` But you fear that is what 's happening. ``

`` Yes, I do. I 'm afraid that 's what the dreams mean value, '' Harry told him.

`` Are you afraid the kids will secern the all school ? ``

`` I guess I am, '' Harry confessed, `` Especially King James. He 's always so eager to distinguish everyone he meets stories about me. ``

`` He is lofty of being your son, '' Dumbledore said, `` And I think if you expressed your concern about others knowing about the Hallows, they would keep the undercover. ``

`` You 're probably good, '' Harry sighed, `` But I 'm also afraid about whoever 's doing the Legilimency finding out about them. If I tell the kids, then whoever wants the Hallows will be able to recover out where they are. ``

`` Perhaps. It is a strong-armer phone call. But I 'm sure you 'll always draw the rightfield decisiveness in the end, '' Dumbledore replied, `` Were you ever planning on telling them ? ``

`` Yes, I was. ``

`` When ? ``

`` I 'm not sure, I guess, '' Harry responded, `` When they were a bit honest-to-god, I suppose. But I was waiting for the the right way bit. ``

`` And that moment might be approaching other then you thought, '' Dumbledore replied, `` Albus thinks you do n't trust him. ``

`` He does ? '' Harry sighed. This was getting more complicated by the moment.

`` Yes, he told me. He is a bit upset about it. But it is aided by the fact that you are n't the only when one keeping a big mystery from him. ``

Harry paused to recall. Who else was keeping secret from his son ? `` Oh, his booster, Matt, right ? He has n't told Albus yet, has he ? ``

`` No, he has n't. But Albus and Rose have figured it out on their own. I do n't think he fully understands why lusterlessness has n't told him. He just sees it as the multitude he loves are n't trusting him. ``

`` Oh, no, it 's so much more complicate than that, '' Harry responded.

`` That 's what I told him. But that is an issue that 's between him and Matt and there is n't much you can do about it. What you can do is reconsider when you are going to tell your children about the Hallows. ``

`` Yeah, I guess I will. I just do n't require to step on it into it. Maybe at the end of full term would be thoroughly. That way they can serve the idea over the summer at household where they wo n't be tempted to severalize others about it. ``

`` That would be wise, '' Dumbledore smiled.

`` Thanks for telling me, prof. I should probably get going, '' Harry said.

`` I shall see you soon, Harry. ``

`` Bye, '' Harry turned around and left the bureau. He thought about what Dumbledore said on his way to the Great Granville Stanley Hall for dejeuner. What Dumbledore said made sense, but he was still reluctant about telling his kids about the Hallows.

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`` That was an impressive lie the Weasley girl told, '' Snape said curtly to Dumbledore after Harry left.

`` Yes, it was, '' Dumbledore agreed.

`` But you did n't tell Potter about it. ``

`` No, I did not experience it was requirement. I do n't think anymore penalty would have accomplished anything. I ca n't imagine Albus or blush wine will do anything like that again in the near future, '' Dumbledore explained.

`` They did lie, though. They lied to the headmaster. That deserves penalization, '' Snape responded.

`` Perhaps, perhaps, '' Dumbledore said calmly, `` But, Severus, you did not tell Harry either. ``

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`` That was half-baked, '' Albus shouted after he left the headmaster 's spot with Rose. As soon as the gargoyle closed behind them, William James appeared in front of them.

`` wellspring, are you in huge bother, Albus ? '' he asked anxiously.

`` Luckily, no, '' Albus told his brother.

`` What happened, then ? '' James pushed, `` Are you going to secern us about your talking with Dumbledore ? ``

`` Of path ! '' Albus said, `` Just not here. What if someone heard us ? ``

`` There 's still an hr until our following class, why do n't we go up to the usual room ? It might be empty now, '' rosebush suggested.

`` trade good estimate, '' Albus agreed. He started walking towards Gryffindor towboat. James and rose wine followed, neither of them saying a word.

The common elbow room was void. Albus, King James I, and rose hurried inside and snagged the good armchairs near the fire. James and Rose looked at Albus expectantly, waiting for him to begin.

Albus launched into a lengthy explanation about his conversation with Dumbledore. St. James the Apostle and Rose sat quietly and did n't interrupt him. Albus told them every bit of the conversation, except for the parts about Matt. Albus would separate Rose about that later, after James left.

`` So, Dumbledore knows ? '' Saint James the Apostle said after Albus finished.

`` Yes, he does, but he wo n't tell apart me much, '' Albus explained, `` Just recount me to ask my friends. ``

`` That 's so foreign, '' rosiness furrowed her brow, `` Why would they jazz anything about the Hallows if we do n't ? ``

`` Dunno, '' James River commented, `` He was a bit mad, though. ``

`` Yeah, but he was brilliant. He has n't been wrong about lots, '' Albus reminded them.

`` So, you think we should state our friends ? '' rose asked.

`` I 'm not really for sure, '' Albus confided, `` I 'd be volition to try anything right now to compute out what the Hallows are, but what if Dad 's mad that we told the great unwashed ? ``

`` He ca n't be mad if we do n't even eff what they are, '' James II reasoned, `` As far as he knows, we 've never even heard the news 'Hallows'. ``

`` That 's admittedly, '' Rose said.

`` Well, Dumbledore seems to think that Dad 's going to tell us soon, possibly this year, '' Albus reminded them.

`` Maybe we should give it another month or so ? '' Rose suggested, `` Maybe something will turn up in the subroutine library. ``

`` Dumbledore said we wo n't detect anything in the library. The Hallows do possess to do with Voldemort 's downfall. He told me that a great deal. And hardly anyone knows about that part, of course. ``

`` I guess we could give it a lilliputian while longer, to see if he tells us about them, '' James sighed.

`` Ok, then, we 'll wait a bit longer, '' Albus agreed, `` Anyway, if Dad wo n't order us, he certainly wo n't need our friends to eff. ``

`` Yeah, '' St. James the Apostle said, `` Oh, what punishment did you wind up with ? ``

`` I got detention tomorrow night, '' Rose told him.

`` I got naught, '' Albus grinned.

`` What ? ! '' James II shouted, `` zip ? ``

`` Nope, zilch. ``

`` I convinced them it was me. Well, I convinced them the pyrotechnic went off accidentally, '' rose explained the story she told about the experimental firework.

`` That 's amazing, '' James grinned, `` You must be an first-class prevaricator. ``

Rose blushed and suppressed a smile.

`` Speaking of amazing, '' Albus started, `` How did you find out where Kendrick 's post is ? ``

`` That would be all me, '' Epistle of James continued smile, `` All my grandeur. ``

`` What did you do ? '' Albus asked suspiciously.

`` Well, I expected to find Uncle Harry in his office after class, but he was n't there. I was so worried you 'd get expelled before I was able to explicate. So I went to find oneself James so we could figure out what to do- ''

`` Let me narrate him, Rose, '' James interrupted, `` We ran back to Dad 's office and that 's when I thought of how we could encounter the authority. intellect you, I wish I 'd thought of it earlier and then you would n't sustain had to do the unscathed firework affair. ``

`` Well, what was it ? '' Albus asked impatiently.

James reached into his robes and pulled a rather old looking piece of lambskin out. `` The Marauder 's Map. ``

Albus stared at it and smacked his forehead. `` Of course ! Why did n't we imagine of it before ? ``

`` I dunno, but the thought just popped into my head. I 'm so gladiola Dad told us how it worked. We were able to come up Kendrick 's berth, but of course the door was closed and we did n't roll in the hay the countersign. But then we looked at the map and the trivial dot labeled 'Rose Weasley'had a speech bubble that said 'Rubber duck's egg'. So rose said that and she was in. Easy as that. ``

Albus continued to gaze in awe at the map. `` So now you 've got the map ? You 're going to be in huge worry. What if Dad 's using it ? ``

`` I do n't think he is. It was n't sitting out or anything. We were n't even sure it was there, thought he might take left it at home. I summoned it. It came flying out of the tail of a trunk that was shoved in the spinal column of the storage cupboard, '' James explained.

`` Are you going to restrain it ? '' Albus asked.

`` For now, '' James told him, `` At least until I hear anything about Dad wondering where it is. ``

`` I hope you do n't get in difficulty, Saint James the Apostle, '' rose wine warned, `` Be careful. ``

`` I will, do n't worry. I 'd just wish to get some mischief in, '' Saint James grinned.

`` Be careful about who sees it, too, '' Rose insisted.

`` I 'm just letting Nathan and Bradley see it. And Cedric and Ben, of course. They know all about it. And they keep asking when I 'd manage to nick it. ``

Rose sighed, `` amercement. Well, we 'd trump get going to stratum. '' She stood up and walked towards the portrait hole.

Albus got up and followed rosiness, `` See ya later, James. ``

`` Bye, '' James waved.

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As the week progressed, Albus fell back into his usual Hogwarts routine. His homework drove near of the intellection about the Hallows out of his head. He occasionally thought about telling John, lusterlessness, and Amanda about them, but he decided not to. Henry James, who was even more busy than Albus, did not seem to be lingering on thoughts of the Hallows either. Between homework, Quidditch recitation, and Occlumency moral, he hardly had any leisure time at all. Albus had yet to discover about any amazing harlequinade that James River had been able to pull off with the help of the vulture 's Map.

Towards the end of the week, Albus and his friends had something else to worry about that succeeded in Albus momentarily forgetting about the Hallows all together. The full phase of the moon moon. It fell on a Monday this calendar month. The Sunday before it, Albus and his friends were enjoying a snowball fight on the grounds.

smooch ! John had sent a snowball at the cover of Albus 's promontory and the power caused him to precipitate face first into the deep Snow. `` I 'll get you ! '' Albus shouted as he stood back up and formed a enceinte sweet sand verbena. He sent it flying across the nearly void Quidditch tar towards lav. But lav was too quick. He jumped aside and the sweet sand verbena hit Matt instead.

`` Ha, ha ! '' lav shouted gleefully. They were having a squad Baron Snow of Leicester ball fight. It was Saint John the Apostle and blush wine versus Albus, lustrelessness, and Amanda. John the Evangelist seemed delighted that Albus had hit one of his own teammate instead. John rolled another snow Lucille Ball and threw it at Amanda. It hit her lame in the back. She in bend quickly made a snowball and threw it at blush wine. blush wine jumped aside and the Abronia elliptica sailed into the priming behind her. Despite the fact that Albus 's squad had three people and whoremonger and rose wine were only two, John and Rose seemed to be doing much better. trick had a thoroughly arm and very expert aim and was great at dodging snowballs.

Albus quickly made another snowball and was about to throw it, but he noticed that mat still had n't gotten up. He dropped his snowball and ran over to Matt and was hit in the head by a snowball sent by John.

`` Stop the secret plan ! '' Albus shouted and pointed to lustrelessness. John, Rose, and Amanda glanced over and immediately dropped their snowballs.

`` Matt, are you all right ? '' Albus poked Matt 's arm, but he did n't respond.

`` matte ? '' can rolled him over onto his dorsum. Matt groaned. Saint John the Apostle pulled him up into a sitting position. `` We should probably go inside, '' John Lackland said to Albus.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed. He grabbed lustrelessness 's other arm and he and John pulled Matt to his feet. `` I 'm sorry, I did n't think I threw it that hard. ``

`` I did n't think you did either, '' privy agreed. They walked back towards the castle, supporting lusterlessness between them.

`` Maybe we should go to the infirmary Wing, '' Rose suggested.

`` No, no infirmary Wing, '' lustrelessness whispered, `` I 'm fine. I 've just got to lie down. ``

`` Are you sure ? '' Amanda asked.

`` Yeah, I 'll be OK. Let 's just go back to Gryffindor, '' lusterlessness said.

They walked slowly back to Gryffindor Tower. By the sentence they were at the mutual room, flatness was capable to walk unsupported, although he still did n't front goodness. Once they were in the elbow room, Matt made a beeline for the dormitory. Albus and John went with him so they could dump their wet cloaks and scarves.

`` Are you going to rest up here ? '' Albus asked Matt.

`` I think so, '' flatness said as he climbed into his bed.

`` Ok, well I hope you 're feeling better, '' Albus replied.

`` Me, too, '' john said. But by the time the two boys left the room, mat had already fallen asleep.

Albus and John Lackland headed back down the circular staircase and back into the plebeian room. The way was packed and very noisy. Rose and Amanda had already settled themselves to doing homework at a small reclusive table in a corner of the room. Albus and John sat down across from the girls and took out their books.

`` So, '' Albus whispered, `` Is the full moon sometime soon ? ``

`` Yep, '' Rose told him without looking up from her homework, `` It 's tomorrow. ``

`` D'you think it 'll be as bad as last metre ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I dunno, '' Rose answered, `` I really do n't know why his transformations are so bad. ``

`` I think he 's part of that subject area Uncle Bill was talking about, '' Albus told them, `` When I was in the hospital backstage last month, the therapist mentioned a study, but ma'am Pomfrey shushed him before he elaborated. ``

`` Then that might explain it. But why would he be in the study if it 's just hit things unsound ? '' toilet asked.

`` Who knows what it was like before it, though, '' Rose commented.

`` thoroughly point, '' lavatory responded. The four friends sank into their mentation and continued working on their homework in silence for a half hour. The haphazardness in the park room made it difficult to carry on a conversation. Albus managed to wind up his Charms prep, but it took him longer than usual since he was distracted by worrying about Matt.

Albus closed his good luck charm book and put it back into his bag. When he looked up, he was storm to see mat coming over towards them. Albus sat back up and poked John, who was still working diligently on his Herbology essay that was due the future day. John looked up as matt sat down next to Rose.

`` What are you poke fun talking about ? '' Matt asked.

`` Not lots, really, we 're just doing preparation, '' John told him, `` I guess I 'll have to finish this after dinner party. '' He closed his Herbology book and stuffed it in his bag.

`` You coming to dinner ? '' Albus asked lusterlessness, `` We were n't certainly if you 'd be up. ``

A looking at of panic flashed across Matt 's face, `` Why would you retrieve that ? '' he asked quickly.

Albus glanced shiftily at King John, `` Er, just because you did n't look too good after getting hit by that Abronia elliptica. ``

Matt visibly relaxed, `` Oh, um, I 'm feeling better now. ``

`` That 's good, '' Albus answered. Matt did look a bit better, although he was still much paler than usual. `` Let 's go eat, then. I 'm famish. ``

blush wine and Amanda packed up their work and the group headed down to the Great entrance hall. Even though Matt went to dinner, Albus noticed that he did n't eat very much. After dinner, they headed back up to the common room to stop their preparation.

`` I 'm still three inches unretentive, '' bathroom announced after he worked for another twenty min on his Herbology essay.

`` Let me see it, '' Rose reached over and took Saint John 's essay. She read it silently for a few minutes. `` You can elaborate on the usage of Devil 's trap in Potions. ``

`` Devil 's Snare has use in Potions ? '' John asked.

`` Yes, in more advanced Potions. It 's in the Christian Bible, '' Rose told him. John flipped through his al-Qur'an and began working on his essay again.

Albus had finished his Herbology essay the previous day and was currently working on a dadaism essay that was also due the next day. `` Have you guys all finished the DADA essay ? '' he asked.

`` Yes, '' rose responded without glancing up from her book.

`` Yeah, '' Amanda answered while working furiously on her wiz chart.

`` Huh ? '' lusterlessness picked his head up from his book. He had fallen asleep in his DADA book.

`` Have you finished the pa essay ? '' Albus repeated.

`` Oh, no, but I 'll get it done, '' Matt said tiredly and put his heading back down on his book.

Albus glanced at rose wine, who gave him a worried expression. Albus had a intuitive feeling that Matt would not be getting the essay done. They both went back to their work without saying a word. A few proceedings later, someone tapped Albus on the shoulder.

`` Hey, '' someone said from behind him.

Albus turned around and saw Victoire standing behind his chair. `` Oh, hi, Victoire. What 's up ? ``

`` Not much, '' Victoire sat down in the chair next to Albus. `` Amy and I just have to tell you something. '' Amy had sat down next to Matt and was trying to wake him up.

`` What is it ? '' Albus asked. John, rose, and Amanda had all looked up from their work and were waiting for Victoire to get on with it.

`` Quinton Willinson has finished his hold, '' Victoire told him.

`` Oh, peachy, '' Albus groaned.

`` I just thought you should know, '' Victoire said.

`` Do you mean he 's going to bother me anymore ? '' Albus asked.

`` He might. Detention certainly deterred him for a month, but who knows what could chance now that he 's done with detention. I 'd just follow out, if I were you. All of you. ``

They all nodded, except for matt, who was sleepily paying attention to something Amy was whispering in his ear.

`` Well, I 've got studying to do, '' Victoire stood up, `` You coming, Amy ? I still have n't finished that Arithmancy hooey. ``

Amy stopped whispering to Matt and looked at Victoire. `` Uh, yeah, I have n't finished it either. '' She said something else to Matt and then stood up and left with Victoire, while glancing once Sir Thomas More at her brother.

`` Well, this could be bad, '' rosiness said once they left.

`` I know. He 's going to be livid after having detention for a calendar month, '' Albus replied.

`` You 've got to be thrifty. He 's going to desire revenge again, '' John said.

`` Yeah, he will, '' Albus agreed.

`` Has Slughorn mentioned anymore party ? '' John asked.

`` No, surprisingly not. But I 'm not going to any even if he does. ``

`` I think that 's a good idea. I wo n't either. We should try and avoid Willinson, '' Rose responded.

They worked on their homework for another hour before going to bed. lusterlessness had fallen asleep again shortly after Amy and Victoire left, and Albus had to poke him rather hard to come alive him up. Once they got up to the dormitory, Matt collapsed onto his bed and was asleep within minutes.

Albus lay awake for a while before he managed to hang asleep. He was worried about Matt and about what Willinson was going to do now that he was free from detention. Albus tried to clear his mind, but there were so many things worrying him that he found it impossible. His sleep was filled with strange dreams, involving Willinson, along with the common incubus about the Hallows.

Albus went down to breakfast the future morning with John and Matt. They were running late because it had taken John and Albus a while to wake Matt up. By the time they made it to the Great Hall, Rose and Amanda had already finished breakfast and were getting set to go to DADA.

`` There you are ! '' pink wine said when Albus sat down next to her, `` You 'd better eat fast. We 've got to go to class in five minutes. ``

`` I know, it took us forever to get him up, '' Albus gestured to mat, who was leaning his head on his arm and not eating anything. Rose nodded and glanced at lustrelessness sympathetically.

Albus and Gospel According to John shoved a few slice of toast into their mouths and then the group was off to DADA. They managed to run into the room before the Alexander Melville Bell rang, but they were the death unity there. There was only one table available, the one in forepart, which happened to be right in front man of the board Scorpio Malfoy and his booster sat at. Albus groaned silently and sat down at the table, hoping Malfoy would n't bring up Matt 's fatigue.

`` I 'll gather your essays now, '' Harry announced once he 'd finished taking attendance. He got up and went around the room to collect the essays.

Albus handed his dad his essay and Harry moved on to Matt. mat was laying his head on his Holy Writ and seemed to be asleep. Harry lightly tapped him on the shoulder. `` Huh ? '' matte glanced up.

Malfoy snorted loudly behind them and Albus turned around and glared at him.

`` Do you have the essay done ? '' Harry asked quietly.

`` Oh, no. I 'm disconsolate, prof, '' lustrelessness whispered, `` I tried to get it done last dark, but I just ... '' his voice trailed off.

`` It 's all right, '' Harry replied, `` Try to have it done by next week. I know I did n't give you a lot clip, since I just assigned it Friday. ``

Matt nodded and put his head back down on the tabular array. Harry went back to his desk and started the day 's lecture. `` Today we are going to continue- ''

`` Sir, '' Malfoy interrupted, `` Sir, why does he get extra clip for his essay ? '' Malfoy pointed at Matt.

Harry sighed, `` I do not think that is any of your concern, Mr. Malfoy. ``

`` But it 's not very funfair, is it ? Why ca n't I have extra time ? ``

`` You handed in your essay today, did n't you ? '' Harry asked.

`` Yes, why ? ``

`` Well, then, you obviously are in no need of excess fourth dimension. If you ever think you need surplus prison term for an duty assignment, just tell me why and I may grant it to you. ``

`` But- ''

`` That 's the end of this discussion, Mr. Malfoy, '' Harry cut him off, `` Now, back to the lesson .... ''

Harry lectured for the entire social class. Throughout the first one-half of class, Malfoy repeatedly poked Matt with his wand to try and wake him up. Albus turned around and glared at him numerous times but Malfoy kept doing it. Eventually, Harry noticed and threatened Malfoy with detention if it continued. Albus was relieved when class was over, but they still had to make it through appealingness with the Slytherins. Although Albus knew even Malfoy would n't poke anyone with his wand in Washburn 's class.

`` So, first you get special handling from Madam Pomfrey and now from prof potter, too ? '' Malfoy glared icily at Matt after they left the dadaism room.

`` Just leave him alone, '' Albus growled.

`` I will find out why, you can count on it, '' Malfoy stared at lustrelessness, who had gone as pale as a trace when Malfoy said this.

`` Is there a problem ? '' Harry had just left the classroom and was standing behind Malfoy.

Malfoy jumped as he heard Harry 's phonation, `` No, prof. '' He gave Matt one more limelight before taking off for the Charms classroom.

`` I 'll see you later, Al, '' Harry gave Albus a hug before going back into the classroom.

`` Bye, Dad, '' Albus hugged him back. Albus and Matt started to take the air to Charms. John, blush wine, and Amanda had gone on ahead, but Albus was staying behind to walk with lusterlessness, who was walking considerably slower.

`` Late again, Potter, Eckerton, '' Washburn growled as they walked into the room. They headed for their usual back remit and passed Malfoy on the way. He was smiling smugly at them, noticeably happy that they were late. The family went by in its common torment. Washburn seemed to have increased his hatred for Albus since the firework incident, if that was possible. He called on Albus for every interrogation, even though Albus never raised his hand. The only times he did n't do this was when he chose to call up on Matt, which was every time he fell asleep.

Much to Albus 's surprisal, Matt made it through two-bagger Herbology without going to the Hospital Wing. Albus was sure that Neville would take made him go after he tripped over a pot and banged his arm on the Bench. But Neville just asked if he was all right and continued teaching.

After dinner, Albus and his friends found themselves taking a much needed rupture from studying. They had all finished the homework that was due the future day and were relaxing at their usual table. Albus was losing horribly at Wizard 's cheat to Rose, whose knight was currently beating up Albus 's nance. John and Amanda were playing a rather loud secret plan of Exploding Snap.

`` You want to play, Matt ? '' can asked as he was dealing cards for the next round.

`` No, '' lustrelessness groaned. He was curled up in an armchair near the mesa and was wincing every few minutes.

`` All right, '' John gave him a worried aspect, `` Do you want me to go with you to the hospital annexe ? ``

`` Not right now, '' Matt whispered and closed his heart again.

Albus glanced up and looked at his friends. They all had worried looks on their faces. Albus watched Matt declivity back asleep, which only took two minutes.

`` queer to D4, '' Rose announced, `` And checkmate. '' Rose 's fairy moved to the square, gravel up Albus 's remaining bishop, and won the game. `` expert game. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Have you ever lost ? ``

`` I 've lost to my dad quite a few times, '' Rose said as she put her chess piece away.

Albus put his chess piece back in their showcase and folded up the circuit board. He looked up once he was done and saw Amy coming over. She walked over to lusterlessness and started gently shaking him awake.

`` Hi, Amy, '' Albus said.

Amy looked over at Albus, `` Oh, hi, Albus, '' she said quietly and went back to waking Matt up. Matt opened his oculus and groaned.

`` C'mon, it 's time to go, '' Albus heard Amy whisper. Albus looked at blush wine, St. John, and Amanda. They were all watching Amy, too.

`` Ugh, no, '' Matt whispered. But he sat up and winced.

`` It 's ok, come on, '' Amy grabbed mat 's arm and pulled him gently out of the chair. Matt got up and let Amy lead him out of the park room.

`` Has she ever taken him to the infirmary extension before ? '' Albus asked once they left.

`` No, I do n't call up so, '' Rose said.

`` She must think it 's going to be bad this fourth dimension, '' John the Divine said glumly.

`` surmise so, '' Albus responded quietly.

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The four friends were very subdued the rest of the evening. They all joined in a game of Exploding Snap, but none of them were very into it. Although they did n't spill the beans about Matt the balance of the evening, Albus knew they were all thinking about him. Eventually, they just decided to go to bed.

Albus climbed into his four-poster bed and tried to flow asleep. He tossed and turned for hours, but sleep would n't come to him. He was too worried about Matt.

`` Are you awake, John ? '' Albus asked once he was sure Bilius and Ethan were asleep.

Albus heard the bed to his right creak as lavatory turned over. `` Yeah, ca n't sleep. ``

`` Me neither. ``

`` Maybe this month wo n't be as bad, '' John the Evangelist suggested.

`` Hope so, '' Albus said, `` But even if it is n't as bad, he wo n't be in class tomorrow. ``

`` Which means that Malfoy 's going to say something, '' John groaned.

`` Yeah, we 've got to do something about that, '' Albus decided.

`` We could hex him, '' John the Divine suggested.

`` That 'd be in effect, but I do n't think of like that. I mean something that 'll have him off the trail. We ca n't let him find out out, '' Albus explained.

`` Oh, right wing, '' toilet thought for a moment, `` How about, since lusterlessness wo n't lie about where he is, we 'll do it for him. ``

`` That 's what I was thinking, too, '' Albus said, `` I know, if someone asks, we 'll just tell them Matt 's visiting his sick gran. ``

`` trade good mind, '' John agreed.

Albus yawned, `` Well, I suppose we should try and get some sleep. ``

`` Probably. salutary night, then. ``

`` 'Night. '' After another 60 minutes of laying awake, Albus finally fell asleep.

Albus woke up touch very weary, after only a few hours sleep. He went down to breakfast with John and met rose wine and Amanda there, who were looking worried and not eating much.

`` Have you heard anything yet ? '' blush wine asked once Albus sat down.

`` No, have you ? ''

`` No. I have n't seen Amy at all and have n't had time to go to the Hospital backstage. ``

`` We could try and go during lunch, '' John suggested.

Everyone agreed to that plan and managed to eat a bit of breakfast before heading off to Potions. By the prison term they got there, Slughorn was cook to come out class, which meant Malfoy did n't have any time to ask where matte was. Since it was just a single menstruation, Slughorn lectured during the intact family and Albus had a hard time staying awake. He managed to take a few annotation, but by the time the course was over, he felt in pauperism of a nap.

`` Hey, there, potter, '' Malfoy ran up beside Albus just outside the door of the Potions classroom.

`` Malfoy, '' Albus mumbled and kept walking.

`` Could n't help but comment that Eckerton was n't in class today. You gon na tell me where he is ? ``

`` Visiting his nan. She 's not doing too well, '' Albus lied.

`` Really ? That 's interest, '' Malfoy raised his eyebrows, `` After seeing him yesterday, I 'd bear guessed he was the one who 's ill. ''

`` Maybe he 's just worried about his grandma, '' John said shortly, before turning down the corridor towards the August 6 room, `` Now we 've got to go to course. ``

`` See you, then, '' Albus said to Malfoy as he followed John to Transfiguration. Malfoy turned around and left without saying a Logos. `` I hope that worked. ``

`` Me, too, '' John agreed.

After Transfiguration, Albus and his champion ate a hurried lunch and went to the Hospital annex. When they got there, Albus noticed that the room access were open. `` wellspring, that 's a near mansion. ``

`` Definitely, '' rose wine agreed and walked inside. Albus, trick, and Amanda followed her. The bed at the far end of the ward had the curtain drawn and all the other beds were void. `` He must be in there, '' Rose pointed to the curtained bed.

`` Where 's Madam Pomfrey ? '' Albus whispered. The nanny did n't seem to be in the room.

John pointed to the pall, which started to rustle, `` She must be back there. ``

A gap appeared in the curtains and gentlewoman Pomfrey came out from behind them. She was carrying an empty glass and a clipboard. When she noticed the group of Gryffindor first years, she came rushing over to them. `` I thought I 'd be seeing you lot here. ``

`` Is matte all right ? '' pink wine whispered anxiously.

`` Yes, he should be very well in a duet days, '' brothel keeper Pomfrey smiled.

`` So, it 's not nearly as bad as final time ? '' Albus asked.

`` Oh, no, he 's much better this month, '' Madam Pomfrey set the void glass down on a table and started writing on the clipboard.

`` wellspring, can we see him ? '' John asked tentatively.

`` Sorry, but no. He 's sleeping right now. And I do n't recall he wants visitors. He has n't told you yet, has he ? ``

`` No, '' toilet answered.

Madam Pomfrey sighed, `` Of class. Well, I do trust he tells you soon. I have a flavour this whole thing would be easier on him if he was n't keeping it to himself. ``

`` I guess we 'll just see him when he leaves, then, '' Albus said.

`` I think that would be best. He should be ready to leave on Th or Fri. You 'd best be off to class, '' Madam Pomfrey picked up the empty Methedrine and strode into her office.

As Albus walked to the mutual room to collect his books, he thought about what lustrelessness was going to do when he found out that they knew about his secret. lusterlessness seemed so penetrative on keeping it from everyone. He did n't even want his friends to visit him in the Hospital Wing. Yet, he had n't done a very dear job at hiding it. Or had they found out so easily just because rose knew so much about lycanthrope ? Albus was n't for sure he would have figured it out without her. But even so, if Albus had found out so quickly, how long would it be until Malfoy found out ?

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`` Hey, can, '' a frigidness voice from behind Albus said. It was Fri night and Albus, Rose, St. John, and Amanda were eating dinner while wondering when Matt would come back. Albus turned around at the voice and choked on his pumpkin juice when he saw who it was.

`` Willinson, '' Albus coughed.

`` What do you want ? '' John said shortly as he slapped Albus on the back.

`` Oh, not a good deal, '' Willinson replied, `` Have n't seen you much since our little affaire d'honneur shoemaker's last month, stool. ``

`` Yeah, I hear you 've been quite occupied with detention, '' Albus laughed.

`` Laugh now, but the detention is over. I 'll have plenty of time on my hands now. ``

`` And what are you going to do ? You could n't even hex me. Your supporter did it. ``

`` Energy n't matter. I 'm not the one who wound up in the Hospital fender, am I ? '' Willinson snorted.

`` And I suppose you 're majestic that a first year could disarm you ? '' Albus grinned, `` Because if I were you, I 'd be a bit embarrassed. ``

`` Shut it, Potty, I planned that. ``

`` No, you did n't. Quite the look of seismic disturbance on your boldness after I did it, '' Albus responded. Willinson glared at him.

`` What 's going on here ? '' individual from behind Albus asked.

`` N-nothing, prof, '' Willinson said quickly.

`` Then I 'd suggest returning to the Slytherin table, Mr. Willinson, '' Neville replied. Willinson turned on the spot and headed to the Slytherin tabular array without saying another word.

`` He was n't bothering you, was he ? '' Neville asked once Willinson left.

`` Not really, '' Albus told Neville.

`` Good. If he 's causing worry, just let me know. I think the detentions may have set him straight, though. He 's not nearly as smug when he 's in the forest, '' Neville responded and left for the stave table.

Albus laughed, `` I guess he 's not as brave as we thought he was. ``

`` Course he 's not ! '' whoremonger exclaimed, `` He 's a Slytherin, not a Gryffindor. ``

`` Yeah, we 're the brave ones ! '' Albus agreed.

After dinner, Albus and his friends went to the common way to spend the evening. The room was quite a bit vacuous than usual. There was a big dueling cabaret coming together and most of the Gryffindors were attending it. First years were not allowed to join the dueling clubhouse, so all of them were in the common room, along with some former student who were n't function of the nightclub. Since it was so empty, Albus and his friends were able to snag a few of the unspoiled armchairs in figurehead of the fire. They were all putting off homework, except for rose wine who was reading a book, since it was the weekend.

`` You going to join the dueling club next year ? '' Albus asked, while sorting through his drinking chocolate toad frog cards. `` I ca n't waitress to join. James says it 's awesome. ``

`` Of course ! '' John shouted, `` Hey, have you got any Snape card game ? ``

`` Yeah, I 've got quite a few, '' Albus shifted his deck of cards and pulled out five Snapes, `` Want one ? ``

`` Yeah, I still have n't gotten any, '' can told him. Albus handed him one of his cards.

`` Is it normal to get injure badly in the dueling golf club ? '' Amanda asked.

`` It 's possible, but it does n't usually happen, '' Albus told her. `` The instructor make sure as shooting nothing bad happens. ``

`` Then I might join. How about you, jump ? '' Amanda said.

`` Sure, probably, '' Rose responded absentmindedly.

`` Are you ok ? You 're awfully quiet, '' Amanda commented.

`` I 'm all rightfulness, '' Rose answered, `` I 'm just thinking about matte. Madam Pomfrey said he was supposed to be back today. ``

`` I 've been thinking about that, too, '' Albus told her, `` I hope he 's ok. ''

`` fountainhead, even if he does n't hail back until tomorrow, it 's still better than last month, '' John whispered, `` But I wonder when he 's going to recount us. ``

`` Why do n't we go up to the hall and blab out about it, '' Albus suggested, `` It 's too quiet in here, someone 's going to learn us. And Bilius and Ethan are down here anyway. '' Albus pointed to a tabular array to their left, where the other two Gryffindor first year son were sitting playing gobstones.

`` Good idea, '' rosebush agreed and closed her book. The grouping got up from their chairs and followed Albus to the boys'dormitory.

When they got up to the dormitory, Albus sat down on his bed. rosebush and Amanda looked around a bit before sitting down next to him.

`` I ca n't take it anymore, we 've got to differentiate him ! '' John shouted and started pacing around the way, `` I 'm not sure he 's ever going to state us ! ``

`` He will, we 've just got to break him some more time ! '' Albus insisted.

`` I 'm not so trusted, Albus. He has n't told us yet, what makes you so sure he 'll ever do it ? '' Gospel According to John questioned.

`` I do n't have sex, I just think he will. ``

`` fountainhead, I do n't. And I 'm not so sure I can keep pretending I have no clew why he leaves every month. I mean, how long has it been since we 've known ? And we 've known him since Sep. Is n't that enough metre for him to trust us ? '' John stormed over to his bed and threw himself on it.

`` Honestly, John, that 's really not a hanker meter. Sept was n't even six months ago, '' pink wine reasoned.

`` So you 're on Albus 's side, then ? You think we should just pretend we 're clueless about his disappearances ? '' John asked.

`` Yes, I do. I think he will separate us, once he realizes he can trust us, '' Rose told him.

`` Well, what more do we have to do ? '' john huffed.

`` It 's not that unsubdivided ! '' Albus shouted, remembering his conversation with Dumbledore. `` Do you sleep with how difficult it must be for him ? He 's probably had masses abandoning him because of this his whole sprightliness ! ``

`` And I suppose you know more about it than I do ? death I checked, you were n't a werewolf, '' John shouted.

`` Yeah, I do get laid more than you ! '' Albus shouted back, getting up from the bed and walking towards John.

`` Really, and how would that be ? '' John got up and stood in front man of Albus, staring at him.

`` Because teddy bear 's dad was a werewolf ! I 've told you that ! And my dad 's told me all about what he went through ! You know he was n't even going to be allowed to come to Hogwarts, but then Dumbledore became headmaster and let him ! And then he could n't even preserve a job because no one wanted to charter a loup-garou ! So, yeah, I do have intercourse a bit more than you do ! ``

`` amercement, so you know more than about it than me, but how do you experience that matte will tell us ? ``

`` I just do, ok ? '' Albus insisted, thinking of what Dumbledore had said.

`` wellspring, I think that it might be easier if we just told him we know. Then he could just babble out to us about it and we could break off keeping enigma ! '' John shouted.

`` Albus, '' blush wine said from behind Albus and started tugging on his robes.

`` Not now, Rose, '' Albus pushed her hand away, `` It probably would be easier, but it 's his secret, so let 's just let him tell us ! ``

`` But what if he does n't ! '' John threw his hands up in the air. `` Are we just going to go our unscathed seven years at Hogwarts pretending we do n't know ? ``

rose poked Albus more persistently and Albus pushed her hand away again. `` Of line not, because he 'll tell us soon ! ``

`` Albus ! '' blush wine shouted louder and pointed to the doorway.

Albus turned his foreland away from whoremonger and glanced at the doorway. mat was standing there, looking tired and run down, with a traumatise look on his fount. He stared at Albus for a few arcsecond before turning and running back down the stairs.

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A/N : I know it 's poor than common, but I wanted the cliffhanger. The adjacent chapter will be quite a bit longer, as I 'm planning on combining two chapters again.

Thanks to my sister and genus Beta, Dancer of Starlight, my other sister, and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart and Moonylupin for their reviews !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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Albus turned back to John and they stared at each other. `` How long had he been standing there ? '' Albus asked quietly.

Rose sighed, `` Since right after you finished talking about Teddy 's dad. ``

`` So he definitely knows we know, '' Albus responded.

`` I 'd say so, '' pink wine agreed.

Albus and John looked at each former again, and with their argument forgotten they both turned and ran out of the dormitory to trace matt. Albus did n't look back, but the speech sound of footsteps told him that blush wine and Amanda were n't far behind. Albus did n't know what he was going to say to Matt when they found him, he just knew he had to do something. This was not how Albus imagined matt telling them about his lycanthropy. And he was sure that it was not what Dumbledore had in mind. But what 's done is done, and Albus could only go for that Matt was n't too mad at them.

When they reached the common room, it was packed. Albus realized that dueling golf-club practice must have just let out. He glanced quickly around the room, thinking they 'd never obtain flatness amongst all the other Gryffindors. John elbowed Albus in the face and pointed towards the Fat dame 's portrait. It was opening, and then it closed again, but they did n't see anyone enter or leave. Someone inadequate must consume left. Albus knew it was Matt. He motioned for his friends to stick with. They pushed their way through the throngs of aged students and eventually made it to the portraiture. The chemical group scrambled through the hole and landed in the one-seventh floor corridor.

`` Where is he ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I dunno, '' Albus said, glancing around. matt was no where in wad. `` I wish we had the Marauder 's Map. ``

`` The what ? '' John asked.

`` The vulture 's Map. It 's that map of Hogwarts my grandpa and his protagonist made. Remember ? I told you about it. ``

`` Oh, yeah. ``

`` fountainhead, we do n't suffer it. But we 'd better get going if we have any promise of finding him, '' rosiness started running down the corridor.

Albus, John, and Amanda followed pink wine down the corridor. After a minute or so, Albus spotted flatness. `` There he is ! '' he whispered to his protagonist. They continued running and it did n't film hanker to catch up to Matt. Since it was right after a good lunar month, lustrelessness was going slower than usual.

Albus and his friends stopped a few meters in presence of him. `` Matt ? '' Albus asked tentatively.

matte turned around and walked slowly towards his friends, past a tapis of
Barnabas the Barmy trying to learn trolling to dance ballet, and stopped a few feet in front of Albus. `` So, you know ? '' he asked in a vocalisation so gentle, Albus could hardly hear it. He stared at the ground.

`` Er, yeah, '' Albus answered in an equally quieten voice.

Matt did n't look up and turned around and paced slowly down the hallway. He seemed to be thinking operose. When he got just past the tapestry, he stopped and walked back towards Albus. Albus knew he was trying to think of something to say. Albus glanced at his friends and all of them looked very uncomfortable. They stood completely still, not saying a word, while mat continued pacing up and down the hallway.

On his third or fourth part metre returning to Albus, Albus was n't sure as he had lost counting, Matt finally looked up at him with a scared reflexion on his face. lustrelessness opened his mouth and was about to say something when he stopped. He turned and looked at the paries facing the tapestry.

Albus turned to see what matt was staring at. When his gaze reached the wall, his mouth fell open. A door was sitting upon the wall, where there had n't been a doorway before. Albus turned around and looked at Rose. Albus had a feel he knew where the door came from, and rose wine 's knowing flavour of awe confirmed it. whoremonger was staring at it as if he had been stupefied. Amanda was blinking and rubbing her middle, as if the door was just a figment of her imagination.

lusterlessness glanced at Albus and then he walked towards the door. When he reached it, he grasped the handle and opened it. He walked slowly inside, leaving the room access afford behind him. Once Matt was inside, Albus nodded to his friends and walked inside. John, Rose, and Amanda followed.

When Albus got into the way, he gazed around in awe. The entire room was decorated in Gryffindor scarlet and Au. The high ceiling was painted gold and the paries were covered in scarlet curtain. The trading floor was covered in scarlet and gold patterned carpet. In the dorsum of the room was a large open fireplace double-dyed with a crackling flame. In straw man of the fire, were three large comfy looking scarlet armchairs and a big gold lounge.

`` What is this place ? '' Amanda asked as she walked around the room.

`` I think it 's the room of prerequisite, '' Albus told her, `` It 's also called the Come and Go way. It only appears when you 're in demand of it. And it changes according to your needs. ``

`` Dad 's told me about this before, but he would n't tell me where it was or how to find it, '' bathroom told them.

`` Lapplander with me, '' Rose said.

`` Me, too, '' Albus replied.

`` It 's incredible ! '' Amanda grinned, `` Looks just like the Gryffindor mutual room. ``

`` Only better, '' John responded, `` We can sit near the flame. ``

`` It looks like it was made for us, '' Albus commented.

`` It does, '' rose wine agreed, `` Matt, did you ... request this ? ``

`` Yeah, '' lustrelessness sighed.

`` So, you knew about the elbow room ? '' St. John asked.

`` Yes, '' Matt answered, `` Amy told me about it before I came to Hogwarts. She thought, it well, might be utilitarian, for me. '' He sighed, `` Sometimes I come here after I get out of the Hospital flank, if I want to just be alone and sleep. ``

`` And does it look like this then ? '' Amanda asked.

`` No, usually it 's got a four-poster bed and the fireplace, and that 's it. ``

`` So, it 'll give you whatever you ask for ? '' Amanda responded.

`` Er, I think so, within reason, '' Matt told her, `` Like, if you wanted a room full of Galleons, I do n't opine it would be able to do it. And it ca n't give you food. Something about the legal philosophy of metamorphosis or something. ``

`` Is this where you 've been all day ? '' john asked as he wandered around the room. `` Because we went to see you on Tuesday and Madam Pomfrey said you 'd get to leave Thursday or today. ``

lustrelessness sighed and slowly walked towards one of the armchairs and sat down in it. Albus followed and sat down on the lounge. rose wine sat down next to him while John and Amanda took the remaining chairs. `` Yeah, I was here, '' matt said quietly after a few consequence of silence. `` I was just so tired and I could n't confront going to Charms and dealing with Washburn and Malfoy. ``

Albus could understand that. Looking back on the late calendar month, he realized that Washburn did tend to ring on Matt more right after he got back from the Hospital Wing.

`` You were still tired ? Even after spending three days in the Hospital Wing ? Why ? '' St. John the Apostle asked while he pulled a umber Frog out of his pocket and opened it. `` Oh, look, Albus. Now I 've got Snape ! ``

`` I dunno. That 's just how it is, '' matte mumbled.

The group sat in quiet for a few moments. John pulled out a few more frogs and offered them around. Albus, blush wine, and Amanda each took one and ate them. Albus got Minerva McGonagall, which he gave to Amanda since he already had about seven of her.

`` You guys have to promise me something, '' matte broke the muteness, `` Do n't tell anyone. ``

Albus stared at him. `` Of course we wo n't, '' he said solemnly. John, rose wine, and Amanda nodded their heads in agreement.

`` Thanks, '' Matt whispered, and got up from his chair.

`` Where are you going ? '' Albus asked.

`` I dunno. I just figured you would n't want to hang out with me anymore, '' lusterlessness looked nervously at Albus.

`` What ? ! '' Albus shouted, `` Of course we still want to hang up out with you ! ``

`` Really ? '' Matt asked, while a smile slowly crept up on his face.

`` Definitely ! '' St. John the Apostle assured him.

`` Of course of action, '' Amanda smiled.

`` We wo n't abandon you, '' pink wine said adamantly.

Matt visibly relaxed and sat back down in his president. `` I guess I just thought that you would n't. Since, well, everyone I 've ever been friends with stopped talking to me once they found out. ``

`` That wo n't happen with us, '' Albus assured him.

`` But does n't it affright you, just a bit ? '' flatness asked tentatively.

`` Nope, '' Albus replied, grinning. He glanced at pink wine, who grinned back.

`` What 's so funny ? '' Matt looked from Albus to Rose.

`` Did prof Kendrick Tell you that you are n't the first werewolf to serve Hogwarts ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yeah ... '' matte responded warily, `` He said there was one former, a yoke decade ago. ``

`` And I 'm guessing he never told you who that was ? '' rosiness replied.

`` Er, no, he did n't, '' Matt answered, `` But Amy told me that Teddy 's dad was a lycanthrope and he went here, so I assumed it was him. ``

`` Exactly, '' Albus grinned, `` And my dad 's teddy bear 's godfather. ``

`` Really ? '' lustrelessness asked.

`` Yup, '' pink wine said. `` I 'll let Albus tell you the relief. ``

`` You mean, there 's Thomas More ? '' Matt stared in awe at Albus.

`` Yup, you want to know why my dad 's slip 's godfather, do n't you ? ``

`` Of course ! ``

`` Well, here it goes. My granddaddy, the one who was killed by Voldemort, went to Hogwarts the Same time Remus Lupin did. Along with Sirius Negro and Peter Pettigrew. They all became pretty good friends. Remus Lupin tried to hold the fact that he was a werewolf secret, but eventually, my granddaddy, Dog Star, and St. Peter found out. And they did n't abandon him. In fact, they all became illegal animagi and spent the good Sun Myung Moon with him. ``

`` Really ? '' flatness glanced around at his acquaintance.

`` Really, '' Albus continued, `` They stayed friends right up until Pettigrew betrayed my grandparents. And you know that write up. Then, Remus met Nymphadora Tonks, who was somehow related to Sirius, I think she was his cousin 's girl. Anyway, they got married and had a son, Teddy, right in the height of Voldemort 's reign. They both were killed in the Battle. But Remus had made my dad slip 's godfather, so he 's form of like a crony. So, you can see that no way would I abandon you. ``

`` Wow, '' Matt grinned at Albus, `` But what about the remainder of you ? ``

`` Nope, you do n't receive to care about me, '' pink wine answered, `` Teddy 's like my cousin-german. ``

`` I 'm not related to any werewolves, heck, you 're the first off one I 've met. But do n't worry. You 're my Quaker and aught can deepen that, '' John the Divine replied.

`` Honestly, it scared me a bit when I first found out, '' Amanda admitted, `` But I 'm Muggle-born, so the only when musical theme of werewolves I 'd had were in Muggle fairy tales. ``

Matt looked at her and the smile on his grimace disappeared. He glanced nervously at Albus.

`` But I 'm fine with it now. develop taught me a lot. I know now that very werewolves are n't anything like the ones in fagot tarradiddle. And besides, just because you get furry once a month does n't mean you 're a unlike somebody the rest of the calendar month. I was protagonist with you before I knew and I 'll detain friends with you now, '' Amanda assured him.

matt relaxed, `` Thanks, guys. I 've never had better Friend. But how long have you known ? ``

`` Well, Rose figured it out in November, but we were n't incontrovertible until I wound up in the infirmary wing at the Saami time as you final stage calendar month. ``

`` What ? ! '' lusterlessness 's mouth fell open up, `` How did that bechance ? ``

Albus explained the duel with Quinton Willinson and how he had overheard dame Pomfrey and the Healer talking early the next morning.

`` Why did n't you tell me you knew ? '' Matt asked quietly.

`` I thought it would be intimately for you to tell us when you 're ready, but I guess that did n't happen, '' Albus answered.

`` guesswork not, but thanks anyway, for the thought, '' matte replied. Everyone sat quietly for a few present moment, before Albus broke the silence.

`` Could we, er, ask you inquiry about it ? '' Albus asked tentatively.

Matt sighed, `` Sure, I guess. ``

`` If you do n't desire to- '' Albus started.

`` No, it 's fine, it 's just I 've never actually told anyone about it. It 's always been my parents or Amy. But yeah, ask whatever you want, '' Matt told them.

`` All right, if you 're for sure, '' Albus paused, `` Well, when did it materialize ? ``

matt took a trench breath. `` When I was five. We were Muggle camping at the clip. My mum 's Muggle-born, and she had gone camping when she was a kid, and she wanted me and Amy to get the experience. You guys do know what Muggles do when they camp, right ? ``

`` That 's when they live in those cramped, tiny tents that are just big enough to sleep in, right ? And they do n't use electricity or any of that stuff they use instead of magic ? '' John the Divine asked.

Amanda stifled a giggle at his description of camping. `` Well, that 's the general idea, I suppose, but it 's usually a lot funner than you describe it. ``

`` Right, '' Matt said, `` Well, that 's what my mum wanted to do. So Dad agreed because he thought it sounded crazy enough to be fun. And it was, at first. We did n't use any magic. I do n't recollect a whole lot, but I do remember Dad playing with compeer trying to get the campfire lit. It took him a one-half hour. Amy says that after that for the first time campfire, Mum lit all the rest of them.

`` We were going to camp for three night, I think. The endorsement nighttime was a full lunar month. It was a blue Sun Myung Moon. You know, when there are two moons in a month, they call the second one a blue moon. They do n't materialise often. Only every 2 or 3 years. It was the end of Dec, think back that the seasons are opposite word in Australia, so it was warm. We were all in one tent, and in the middle of the night I had to go to the bath. There was a long paseo to the bathroom, through the woods. I was halfway there when I heard this inscrutable growl. The last thing I remember is a huge animal pouncing on me and a searing pain in the neck in my back, and then I blacked out. ``

Albus listened but did n't say anything. He heard Amanda gasped. Albus kind of felt sick to his belly. Ever since he found out that lustrelessness was a werewolf, he knew he must have been bit, but he never really thought about the contingent. Now, hearing about it, he felt dire that his champion had been through it.

`` And then what happened ? '' John the Divine whispered.

`` Well, my parents told me what happened a while after I woke up. Amy is a really light wagon-lit and she heard the growls and my screech. She woke up my parents and my dad went noticed that I was gone and he ran out of the tent with his wand. There were a lot of Muggles who had woken up and were running around screaming. They told my parents that a kid was being attacked by a Hugo Wolf. That kid of course, was me. My parents kept running towards the growling until they found me. Dad saw what was happening and started shooting off all sorts of spells that somehow had great effect on the lycanthrope. Then my mum started trying to sandbag the lycanthrope, too. After a few go, the werewolf was stunned. ``

`` Muggles saw it ? '' Rose asked.

`` Yeah, '' matte continued, `` My mum sent word to the Ministry and they sent Obliviators and representatives from the Werewolf ascendancy unit of measurement. Dad was question of that department at the time. None of the Muggles remember anything from it of course, but it was in the newspaper, so all the wizards and witch found out about it. But they did n't sleep with it was me who got attacked. The law prevents the names of underage loup-garou from being released. ``

`` Wow, '' Albus said, `` I guess that 's trade good that no one knew it was you. ``

`` It did n't really help, though, '' lustrelessness replied bitterly. `` But there 's more than before I get to that. After the Ministry people showed up, my dad Apparated with me to Eastworth, that 's one of the hospitals in Australia. I spent nearly a calendar month there. right wing up until the next wax moon. I woke up two hebdomad after it happened. Spent the following two weeks waiting for all the injuries to cure, but they did n't heal all the way. That took a couple months. Anyway, the first full Moon was awful. I hardly remember any of it. Just the pain and illness in the few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. before it and the two weeks it took to bring around after it. ``

`` But what about the wolf's bane Potion ? '' pink wine asked tentatively.

Matt sighed, `` The matter is, that does n't bring for me. The healer have n't been able to figure out why yet. I took it during the first few full moons and it had no effect on me at all, so my parents stopped giving it to me. ``

Albus could n't opine of what to say. He now knew the floor. flatness had told them the whole matter. It seemed the like once he started, he just did n't stop. Maybe it felt good to finally tell soul about it ? Albus figured that was it. He could n't imagine carrying around a secret like that for twelve years. Then Albus remembered something Matt had told him on the train. `` Um, Matt ? Why did your mob motility to here ? '' Albus had the feeling that had something to do with his being a loup-garou. Matt had n't mentioned much about moving to England, and when he talked about it on the train, he changed the study quickly.

`` Um, well, because of me, '' Matt replied glumly, `` I never told you before, but my parents were really long-familiar in Australia. Not really far-famed like your family is, Albus, but just kind of upper form eccentric. Both of them were. My dad comes from a long note of pure bloods. But not the sort who despise Muggles and Muggle-borns. They were just always involved in the Ministry and had a load of Au, that kind of thing.

`` And my mum, her family is really rich. They were always involved in all sorting of renown case stuff. They knew all form of famous people and hosted visualize parties and things like that. Then my mum got her letter of the alphabet telling her she was a crone. My grandparents were horrified and excited at the Saame prison term. They obviously could n't tell any of their acquaintance about it, and they had a difficult time keeping it a hugger-mugger.

`` My parents met in school and got married a few class later. Put together, they were the apotheosis wizard couple. My dad got a job at the Ministry in the Werewolf Control Unit. Eventually, shortly after I was born, he worked his way up to promontory. Then, a few month after I was bitten, he became Head of the entire department for the ascendency and Regulation of Magical Creatures. Kind of ironic, is n't it ? ``

`` That 's how he knew how to stun the lycanthrope, '' Rose commented.

`` Yeah, and it 's a good affair he did, '' matte said, `` Anyway, my family was involved in all sorts of visualise outcome and committees, both magic and Muggle. My parents were living the perfect living. Then, I got bit. ``

`` And it all had to end, did n't it ? '' Albus said softly.

`` Yes, and slowly it did. First, they stopped doing the Muggle things. Muggles do n't know werewolves are real, so they could n't do much Muggle stuff anymore. The Muggles would ask what was wrong with me and my parents could n't tell them. If they lied and said it was some sort of Muggle disease, it would have been all over their news show. So, my parents just told everyone that they were going to relax and raise their family away from all the renown.

`` The wizardly stuff was a little more complicated. Everyone who worked in my dad 's office knew that I had been bit and they kept it a hidden for a long time. For over two years, no one knew it happened. Then, there were more lycanthrope attacks down there. So mass started drafting anti-werewolf legislation. My dad immediately rejected all of it. People got suspicious, and one of his colleagues got pretty fired up about it. He was all for more restriction. So, he leaked that I was a werewolf to other percentage of the Ministry. Of course, they could n't really enkindle him for me being a werewolf. But right before that happened, the Ministry managed to pop off a law requiring all places of translation to be single out buildings. The department overruled Dad 's veto and the curate signed it into law. Dad refused to comply and got fired for breaking the law. ``

John the Divine let out a low whistle, `` flatness, I 'm so sorry, did you recollect it was your fault ? ``

`` Yeah, I did, actually, '' matte said darkly, `` Mum and Dad kept telling me it was n't and not to mean that way, but I could n't facilitate it.

`` But it was just all downhill from there. My parents had already sent a alphabetic character to Amy 's school, the Australian School of Sorcery, to see if I could still advert. They would n't let me. So they were planning on moving anyway. ``

`` They would n't ? ! '' John shouted, `` But why ? ``

`` Said it was too dangerous. I was really depressed after that. The transformations got worse. I always held out hope that I 'd be able to go to school. Amy would come home with taradiddle and I looked forward to when I 'd get to go. So, just to seek out the choice, my parents sent letters to a few other shoal. The capital of Oregon Wiccan Institute in Massachusetts, Hogwarts, and the Adirondack honorary society of magic in New House of York State. And a match others that I do n't remember the names. Hogwarts, Salem, and Adirondack both said I could still attend. Adirondack had never had any werewolves attend, but they said they would ferment it out. Salem turned out to be a really bad idea. My parents and Amy did n't like it.

`` By then, my parents were definitely willing to move so I could go to schooling. They were debating which school I should go to when they read about a report St. Mungo 's was doing. It would try to project out why wolfbane would n't play for some the great unwashed. That was the determinative gene. They decided on Hogwarts and signed me up for the field of study. We moved that summer. ``

Albus sat and thought. He now knew what Dumbledore had meant by 'true horrors in his past tense'. It was n't just being bit by a werewolf and becoming one himself. It was the fact that mat 's crime syndicate 's whole life was drastically changed because of what had happened. They moved halfway across the human race because of it. `` What about Amy ? She had already been at schooling in Australia for a few geezerhood, '' Albus commented.

`` Yeah, she had. She was 14 when we moved, going into her fourth yr. And she was n't too happy about it. I know you guys just see her as a protective sr. sister, but she was n't always, '' Matt paused, `` She was really overturn when my parents told her that we had to move. She did n't want to leave her Quaker. She blamed me. ``

`` But she 's always looking out for you ! '' Rose replied, `` I ca n't imagine her being mad at you. ``

`` I know, '' Matt said, `` But it 's true. You see, my parents did n't let her be anywhere near me when I transformed. She stayed with my grandparents every full moon that she was n't in school. She stayed with them for a few days after the to the full moon, too. By the clip she got back, I was mostly better. ``

`` Oh, '' Rose said, `` But what happened ? ``

`` fountainhead, once we moved, she could n't go appease with my grandparents every broad moon anymore. We moved in June, right after the full-of-the-moon moon. There were two Sir Thomas More full lunation before she started school. Dad still had connections with the Ministry in Australia, so he managed to set up portkeys for her to take in to my grandparents'family, even after we moved. She was still mad at me when she left for school and it made me finger frightful. But after a few weeks, she settled into Hogwarts and made new friends, including Victoire.

`` Then the summertime came and my parents had to face that she would be there during full synodic month. Something happened and Dad could n't get portkeys to Australia anymore. By then I 'd been a lycanthrope for over three years and she still had n't been there. She was 15, then, so my parents figured she was old enough anyway. Anyway, the Night came and I, er, went to the stead where I transform when I 'm home. In the morning, my parents always came and got me really ahead of time, so they could take me to my bed and move over me my potions and stuff. Well, apparently that night Amy had n't slept at all. She told me later that she could n't once she heard my screaming and howling. She stayed awaken all night, waiting for the moon to set, and once it did, she went and got me even before my parents did.

`` well, once she saw me, she realized what I was going through. That morning, she saw me unconscious, with broken bones, and covered in descent and swing. It made her realize how bad it really is. She told me later that once she saw me, she started crying and she started trying to heal my cold shoulder. Then my parents came and found her. They started crying with her and let her help them do everything they do after a transformation. When I woke up, we had a farseeing talk, all four of us. Amy completely forgave me for moving here and she 's been very protective ever since, especially when it comes to someone being rude about my term. ``

`` Oh, matt, '' Rose whispered, `` I 'm so glad that Amy is n't mad at you anymore. I just ca n't believe you have to go through all this. ``

`` It 's all right, I 'll survive, '' Matt assured her.

`` I know, it just does n't seem fair, '' Rose said.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Do you bed what happened to the werewolf that bit you ? ``

`` My dad told me, '' lustrelessness answered, `` He got in a load of difficulty, because of what did fall out and what could have happened. He could have attacked some of the Muggles that were there, instead of me. It was only by probability that it happened to be me, a wizard, he bit. We were probably the only whiz anywhere near that campsite, but there were piles of Muggles around. Anyway, he got sentenced to ten years in prison. ``

`` So he 's still there ? '' St. John the Apostle asked.

`` Yup, '' lustrelessness replied. He paused for a few bit, watching his friends. `` So, now you know the whole story. ``

`` Were you really planning on keeping it a closed book the whole fourth dimension you were at Hogwarts ? '' Albus asked.

`` Er, I 'm not sure enough. I guess so. That 's what my parents told me to do anyway. They told me not to tell anyone, and I did n't desire to tell anyone either. I did n't really think anyone would find out. ``

`` Rose is fairly smart, though, '' Albus said, `` I would n't have figured it out without her, well, until I wound up in the Hospital Wing with you utmost month. ``

`` I guess I would n't have been able to go all through school without anyone finding out. ``

`` So who does know ? '' Albus asked.

`` Hardly anyone. The teacher, of course. Most of them have been really nice about it, especially your dad, Albus, '' mat answered.

Albus grinned, `` Yeah, like that essay that was due the former day. ``

`` Oh, yeah, I 'd forget about that, '' matte groaned, `` I 'll have to do it this weekend. Washburn 's been somewhat rude, but he 's rude to every Gryffindor. Amy had warned me about that. ``

`` What about over Yule holiday, did you really fall out of a tree, or was that just another cover-up account ? '' Albus asked, suddenly remembering that.

Matt blushed, `` Er, yeah, it was. There was a full synodic month over the holiday. The second one of Dec to be exact. It was a blue moon. Only the indorse one since the one when I got bit. The first one was when I was 8 and it was awful. Much sorry than the regular full moons. And the one in Dec was just as awe-inspiring. Plus, I had to transmute at my grandparents house. In their attic, which my dad sound proofed and strengthened the walls with magic. So, yeah, those injuries were from the full moon, not falling out of a Tree. ``

`` I had a spirit about that, '' Albus commented, `` So, no other students lie with ? ``

`` Nope, '' lustrelessness answered, `` You 're the only single, besides Amy. She 's not allowed to tell her friends. She has n't even order Victoire. ``

`` Thanks for telling us the wholly story, '' Rose said.

`` You know, it feels good to finally order someone. form of like I can relax now. I was always afraid you 'd find out and distinguish somebody and I 'd consume to leave. ``

`` We 'd never do that, '' Albus assured him.

`` Thanks, '' Matt smiled.

Just then the room access to the room burst spread and Amy came running in, out of breathing place. `` There you are ! '' she shouted and ran towards Matt.

`` How 'd you get in here ? '' John asked. `` We 're already using the room. ``

`` I made all the requests for it and I always request that Amy be capable to incur me, but to prevent everyone else out, '' Matt answered.

`` And it 's a thoroughly matter, too ! It 's half past tense midnight ! I was worried vomit up ! Madam Pomfrey said you left years ago, but I have n't seen you all day, '' Amy gave him a hug.

`` Ouch ! '' mat winced.

`` Oh, sorry ! '' Amy released her suitcase, `` Have you been here all day ? ``

`` Pretty much. ``

`` You skipped class ? Are you sure you 're better ? '' Amy asked in a worried tone.

`` I 'm just tired and I did n't want to face Washburn today. He always calls on me when I 'm jade, he does it on intention, '' matt yawned.

`` Oh, he 's such a git, '' Amy replied, `` But are you surely you 're ok ? I could take you back to the hospital backstage. ``

`` I 'm exquisitely, honestly, '' matt said adamantly.

`` How did they be intimate how to get in here ? '' Amy glanced around at Albus, John, Rose, and Amanda, and then leaned over and whispered something in matt 's ear.

`` It 's all right, Amy, '' matt sighed, `` They know. I told them. I told them everything. ``

`` What ? ! '' Amy opened her eyes wide and stared at flatness. `` Mum and Dad told you not to ! ``

`` I know, but it 's all rightfulness. They figured it out months ago and were just waiting until I was set to assure them. ``

`` They 'd better not enjoin, '' Amy glanced around at Albus and the others.

`` Do n't worry, they wo n't, '' flatness assured her, `` Albus 's dad is slip 's godfather. So, they definitely wo n't tell. Albus 's grandpa was really good friends with Teddy 's dad. ``

`` I knew that, '' Amy said, `` Guess I just never really put it together. ``

`` Yup, and you know, I 'm really glad I told them everything. I can relax a little bit. ``

`` Just be sure no one else finds out, '' Amy warned.

`` I know, I 'll be careful, '' lusterlessness said, `` But you know, you could differentiate Victoire, if you want. I do n't think she 'd tell anyone, do you, Albus ? ``

`` No, she would n't tell anyone, '' Albus assured them.

`` Yeah, I know she would n't. I 've been tempted to say her ever since she told me that her dad was attacked by Fenrir Reb, '' Amy revealed, `` But Mum and Dad do n't require me to tell anyone. ``

`` I know, they did n't need me to assure anyone either, but that did n't work out, '' lustrelessness replied, `` I just wanted you to know that I would n't mind if you told Victoire. ``

`` Ok, I 'll call back about it. But thanks for telling me that. It 's hard keeping it a secret. Sometimes I just want to talk about it. ``

`` Me, too. That 's why I 'm sort of relieved they know now, '' Matt gestured to his friends.

`` I guess you should let Mum and Dad know that you told them. ``

`` I will, I 'll get off them a letter this weekend, '' matt yawned.

`` You really ought to go to bed, '' Amy suggested.

`` That 'd probably be a thoroughly idea, '' Albus agreed, `` Quidditch is tomorrow. ``

`` Oh, yeah, I 'd forgotten ! '' mat said excitedly.

`` Should be a good game, '' John commented.

`` Ravenclaw will probably win, '' Amanda predicted.

Albus and his Friend walked back to Gryffindor Tower with Amy, and the vernacular room was practically deserted by the clock time they got back. Victoire was there, along with Samantha Meyers, and a couple other seventh days who Albus vaguely recognized. Amy bid them goodnight and went to sit with her booster. When Albus, St. John the Apostle, and flatness went up to their dormitory, Bilius and Ethan were already asleep. Albus climbed into his bed feeling very depicted object. He was glad that lusterlessness had finally opened up to them, but still felt a bit worried about what Matt was going through. Albus was also quite thrilled with the musical theme of having the Room of Requirement available to them. He did n't cerebrate he 'd manage to get hold that until he was much one-time, but now he would be able to use it during all his years at Hogwarts. With that and the vulture 's Map, if James let him borrow it, Albus and his friends would certainly be able to have some fun. If only he had the invisibility Cloak. And with thoughts of his dad actually giving him the Cloak, Albus fell into a surprisingly reposeful sleep.

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A/N : So, there it is ! The chapter you 've been waiting for ! I really hope you liked it. I wound up re-writing a crew of it, since parts had contradicted my other write up. It was originally two chapters, but I combined them to make up for the last chapter which was quite short !

Speaking of my other storey, I will be posting it very soon ! It 's called In Moonlight 's Shadow and it 's basically the product of me having too much background story about matt to possibly put into a story that focuses on Albus. The level goes into great detail about why flatness and his crime syndicate moved to England. It 's done in first person, from Amy 's point of scene. I have thirty chapters written so far. I hope you 'll all check it out once I post it !

Thanks as common to my babe and beta, Dancer of Starlight, my early sister, and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart, Moonylupin, and mamaykay for the review article !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry ceramicist

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Albus woke up late the adjacent morning, but he was still up before John or Matt were. Bilius and Ethan 's beds were empty, so they were already up. Albus was surprised that trick was n't up yet. He rarely ever missed breakfast, even on the weekends. The Quidditch match was n't for another two hours, so Albus quietly got dressed and read a bit of his Quidditch in the Twentieth C book. He had been reading for a one-half hour when he heard someone come into the room.

`` Albus ? '' a voice called out, `` Are n't you up yet ? ``

Albus looked up from his book, `` Oh, hi Rose, Amanda. I 've been up for a while, but those two are still benumbed. '' He jerked his head towards John Lackland and Matt 's beds.

`` I do n't think I 've ever seen John Miss breakfast before, '' Rose commented while looking at his sleeping form.

`` Me neither. But we did stay up pretty late last night, '' Albus said.

`` Yeah. We 've been up for a spell, doing preparation, '' rosiness responded.

`` Still sustain loads to a greater extent to do, though, '' Amanda sighed, `` I have n't made often progress on my phases of the moon essay for Astronomy. ``

`` Bet Matt could have that done in fifteen second, '' Albus commented, `` He could probably aid you. ``

`` Good mind, I 'll ask him after the match, '' Amanda decided, `` We should probably get them up, though. ``

Albus agreed and pulled back the mantle on mat 's bed while blush wine and Amanda prodded John awake. Albus looked down at Matt, who was sleeping soundly. Albus almost felt bad waking him up, but he knew Matt wanted to watch the peer and would be mad if no one woke him up in meter. Albus pulled back the cover and gently poked his arm.

`` Wha 's going on ? '' matte mumbled. He sat up and itch his eyes.

`` We almost slept through Quidditch, '' trick replied sleepily as he got up out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

`` Oh, right ! '' Matt yawned and got up immediately.

Fifteen minutes later, Albus headed down to the Great Hall with his Friend to sustain lunch before the match. The common fervour that accompanied a Quidditch match was in the air when they walked into the elbow room. Harry had been right when he said that Quidditch would make people 's nous off Rita Skeeter 's article. Albus had n't heard anyone credit it in twenty-four hours. It seemed as if everyone had finally forgotten about it.

`` Why ca n't the term be like this when we play ? '' James groaned as he sat down next to Albus.

The weather was unusually practiced. It was still bitterly cold, but it was relatively sunny.

`` well, it does n't count, because our squad can act in any weather condition ! '' Samantha Meyers announced. `` The Hufflepuffs on the former hand .... ''

`` They 're better than the Slytherins this year, '' James commented.

`` True, but the Slytherins have n't totally lost the Cup yet. Ravenclaw only beat them by 30 breaker point in their mates. Now, if they lose to Hufflepuff in the succeeding match, they 'll be out of the running, '' Samantha explained.

After tiffin, everyone made their way to the Quidditch pitch. Albus and his friends managed to get good rump, but none of them really knew which team to root for. The match lasted almost two hours before the Ravenclaw Seeker finally caught the Snitch. Both Seekers spent well-nigh of the match hovering above the other role player, neither of them managing to see the Snitch. James was sitting a few keister down from Albus and Albus heard him shouting to the Seekers on legion occasions because he had seen the snitcher. In the end, the Ravenclaw searcher saw it hovering near the Hufflepuff goal Wiley Post, caught it, and won the game.

Albus and his friends spent the residual of the day working on their homework. Matt was capable to help Amanda fetch up her essay, and everyone helped him becharm up on all the employment he had missed the previous week.

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`` Fifteen minutes left ! '' prof Slughorn announced during double potions one March good afternoon, a few weeks later. `` Bring a sampling of your potion up to my desk for grading and pick up, delight ! ``

Albus poured a bit of his boil-cure potion into a vial and took it up to Professor Slughorn while John cleaned out their cauldron.

`` Albus, m'boy ! '' Slughorn grinned at him and took his potion. He held it up to the light and shook it. `` Near perfect, I think ! Could receive done with a few more hedgehog pinion, but very good.

`` Now, I am planning on having another lilliputian merging this Dominicus eventide, '' Slughorn went on, as he put Albus 's potion on his desk with the others. `` I was hoping you and young lady Weasley would be able to pay heed. ``

Albus inwardly groaned. He did not want to go to another biff Club meeting. The thought of being that close to Quinton Willinson again made him shudder. `` Er, well, actually, I 've got lessons with my aunty Hermione every Sunday. rosebush does, too. ``

`` Oh, what a pity, '' Slughorn replied, `` Maybe succeeding clock time, then ? ``

`` Er, maybe, '' Albus shifted nervously. He had no intentions of ever going to another Slug Club confluence. At least not while Willinson was still at Hogwarts.

Albus went back to his mesa, got his bag, and left the room with his Friend. As they walked up the steps to the ingress Hall, Albus told them about the poke guild meeting.

`` You 're not going, are you, Albus ? '' Saint John the Apostle questioned.

`` Definitely not, '' Albus replied adamantly, `` Plus, I 've got Occlumency that night anyway. ``

`` I 'm gladiola he made the coming together for a Sunday, then, '' Rose commented.

`` Yeah, me too. But he wo n't do it again, though. Now that he knows we have example that Nox. I guess next time I 'll just have to say I 've got too a great deal homework or something, '' Albus said.

`` Or use a Puking Pastille or fever Fudge or something, '' toilet suggested.

`` That could work, '' Albus replied as they emerged into the entrance Hall. They started to cross towards the Great Hall when Albus noticed someone walk towards them. He grabbed the backs of Rose and matte 's robes and stopped them.

`` What ? '' mat turned around and looked quizzically at Albus.

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered, `` come here. '' Albus lead them over to a ling cupboard and pulled them inside it.

`` What are we doing in here ? '' John asked loudly.

`` Shush ! '' Albus said again and opened the door a tornado. `` search at that man. He 's who I saw arguing with Washburn ! ``

Rose, whoremonger, lusterlessness, and Amanda each took a bend peering out the door to look at the wizard. `` Are you sure as shooting ? '' rosebush asked.

`` positive degree, '' Albus replied.

`` Wait, you saw him arguing with Washburn ? '' Matt asked.

`` Oh, right, you were in the hospital Wing then, '' Albus remembered. He quickly rehashed what he had overheard while doing detention for Washburn.

`` So Washburn 's doing some kind of job for that wizard ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said, `` And I think they 're up to something. I say we follow him. ``

`` But it 's clock time for supper ! '' can whined.

`` Exactly. Which means no one will be around to wonder what we 're up to, '' Albus reasoned. `` Plus, we 'll get supper after. ``

John Lackland sighed, `` Fine. Where do you think they went ? ``

`` Probably Washburn 's position. ``

Rose opened the doorway. `` Let 's go then. ``

Albus followed rose wine out the threshold and they crept up the stairs towards Washburn 's government agency, with John, Matt, and Amanda following. The corridors were empty since everyone was in the Great Hall. They reached the charm schoolroom and Albus peeked inside. Washburn and the other ace were standing near his desk, arguing in hushed vocalism. Albus motioned for his champion to move closer and the five of them huddled near the open door, being careful not to progress to too much noise.

`` You have n't done it yet, '' the unusual man hissed, `` Why have n't you done it ? ``

`` I 'm gloomy ! '' Washburn replied, `` I have n't been able to yet ! ``

`` Well, why not ? It does n't look that difficult to me. ``

`` It 's harder than you 'd think ! I do n't know where they are ! '' Washburn answered.

`` I 've told you how to ascertain out ! ``

`` I know and I 've been trying. I have, really ! '' Washburn moaned.

Albus looked quizzically at his admirer. He had never seen Washburn like this before. Usually, it was Washburn who was doing the bullying, not the other way around. But this man was obviously angry that Washburn had n't finished whatever he wanted him to do.

`` Well, hurry up then. Try harder ! '' the unusual adept insisted.

`` I will, I will. ``

`` You know we can not proceed without them. I 'm positive I know where one of them is, but it will prove very difficult to get. Once we find out where the others are, we 'll do them first. They 're the more of import unity anyway. So, you must do it soon. Just get hold out where they are. I 'll call back them. You 've obviously had difficulty with even doing the simple project of finding them, let alone retrieving them, '' the sorcerer growled.

`` Yes, I know. I will try harder, I will. It 's just ..., '' Washburn trailed off.

`` What ? ! '' the wizard demanded.

Albus leaned his head closer to the doorway, but Washburn remained dumb. Then Albus felt a wet objective collide with his head. `` Argh ! '' he screamed and turned around.

`` Ickle firsties ! '' Peeves was bobbing up and down in the air, cackling madly. `` Spying on teacher ? Very naughty !

`` Peeves ! '' Rose shouted as the poltergeist heaved a piddle balloon at her head. Peeves cackled and threw another water supply balloon at Albus.

`` What is going on out here ? ! '' Washburn appeared in the doorway, his voice returning to the usual rage that Albus was used to.

`` Firsties spying on your meeting, professor, Sir ! '' Peeves saluted Washburn and flew down the hallway, laughing hysterically.

`` Potter ! '' Washburn spat, glaring at Albus. Albus stood trembling and soaking wet, waiting for whatever was coming next. At the time, spying on Washburn seemed like a capital estimation. But now that he thought about it, it was inevitable that they would be caught.

The strange sorcerer came sauntering out of the way with a smug smell on his brass. `` I think that concludes our discussion. I shall be speaking with you shortly. '' He walked down the corridor and disappeared around a corner.

Washburn watched him bequeath and once he was gone, Washburn turned back to Albus. `` Just what, do you lot, guess you were doing ? '' he seethed.

Albus stood still, but said nothing. pink wine, King John, Matt, and Amanda remained silent as well. Washburn looked at each of them in tour and returned his gaze to Albus. `` 100 gunpoint from Gryffindor. And detention, this Mon at 7 pm, all of you. I 'll have you polishing the trophies, '' he spat.

Albus nodded. 100 points, that was the most Washburn had ever taken from them before. The detention was no big deal, but the head would set Gryffindor quite a ways back in the running for the House Cup.

`` Um, Professor, '' Matt whispered, `` Is there any chance we could do it this weekend, maybe, instead of Monday ? ``

Washburn turned to glare at Matt, looking livid. `` NO ! I 've got other detentions scheduled for the weekend ! You 'll meet me in the Trophy elbow room at 7 pm on Mon, or I 'll report you to the headmaster ! '' He gave Matt one more piercing stare and went back into his way, slamming the door behind him.

Albus turned and looked at his admirer. They all had shocked expressions on their faces and Matt looked quite worried. blush wine 's hair was dripping with water.

`` Told you we should have gone to supper instead, '' St. John the Apostle commented, as they started walking down the corridor.

`` Shut it, '' Albus replied, `` We may have gotten custody, but we did hear some useful information. ``

`` He 's got a degree, '' rosebush said, `` Washburn 's definitely up to something. That man wants him to get something out, find out where something is, and then they 're going to try to steal it. ``

`` I guess, but we do n't even have it off what they 're trying to find out. We ca n't really do anything about it, '' toilet responded.

`` And Washburn 's even more angry with us, '' lustrelessness said dryly.

`` Yeah, but he already hates me so much that it does n't count, '' Albus pointed out, `` By the way, why did you want the custody switched ? That 's not the, you know, is it ? '' Albus asked, not wanting to say 'full moon'out loud, in case anyone was lurking around.

`` No, '' Matt whispered, `` But it 's two night after the detention, so I 'll already be feeling miserable. ``

`` Oh, '' Albus said, remembering how tired matte always was in the days preceding the full moon. `` Maybe you could talk to my dad or Professor Longbottom ? They 'd make Washburn switch it. ``

`` I know they would, but then word would get around to Malfoy. The last thing I need is him wondering why I can select when I have my detainment. You know Washburn would somehow mention it in class. ``

`` Yeah, he would, '' Albus said darkly.

`` We 'll just smooth your trophies for you, '' john assured him, `` Just form it look like you 're doing something and we 'll plow for you. ``

Matt smiled weakly, `` Thanks. ``

`` So, we going to go eat supper or not ? '' John turned towards the stairs.

`` You guys go ahead, '' Albus answered, `` I 've got to go change out of these wet gown. '' He gave Rose a meaningful glance.

`` I 've got to change, too, '' rosiness told them and gestured to her soaking robes.

`` All rightfield, '' John said, and started down the stairs with matt and Amanda.

Albus and Rose set off for Gryffindor Tower. Once they entered the deserted common room, rose wine turned to look at Albus. `` You thought of the Hallows when you heard Washburn talking, did n't you ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said, `` Did you ? ``

Rose nodded, `` It does seem suspicious. ``

`` It 's got to be him. It fits. That 's why he hates me. He thought I 'd do it where the Hallows are, but I do n't. ``

`` I dunno. I mean, it does fit, but still, Washburn 's a teacher. ``

`` So what ? instructor can be Dark wizards, too. ``

`` I know, but we do n't have any proof ! We did n't even hear him say 'Hallows', '' pink wine reasoned.

`` I know, so I do n't remember we should tell my dad yet, we ca n't get him in worry, but it 's a commencement. And we learned more about the Hallows, '' Albus pointed out, `` They already know where one of them is, but it 's going to be concentrated to get. Maybe it 's heavily guarded ? ``

`` Probably. Anyway, I think we 'll probably let to require Dumbledore 's advice and talk to John, Matt, and Amanda about it. We 've got to find out what they are. ``

`` Yeah, we should. We 'll do it soon, '' Albus assured her.

`` Albus, do you think that Washburn, or whoever is trying to get the Hallows, will be able-bodied to bring back Voldemort ? '' blush wine asked quietly.

`` I do n't call back so. I mean, he 's dead, right ? So how could he come back ? Plus, in my dream, the necromancer said he was going to bring about Voldemort 's 'ideals'. ``

`` Well, his 'ideals'are pretty scary, '' Rose shuddered, `` And the idea of a second gear Voldemort 's almost as scary as the first one. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Which is why we 've got to keep Washburn from getting the Hallows. ``

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and Beta, Dancer of Starlight, my early sister, and my brother. Also, thanks to Moonylupin, XXEveryinchXX, and TheNobleHouseofPotter for their recapitulation !

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Word spread like wildfire that a group of first age had lost Gryffindor 100 pointedness in one night. Quite a few sr. students were very angry about this, especially since the going of pointedness placed them below both Slytherin and Hufflepuff in the running for the House Cup. After classes the next day, Albus and his supporter were bombarded by a couple fifth years, including his cousins Empire State of the South and Gabriella, demanding to acknowledge why the compass point were taking away. Albus quickly explained what had happened with Washburn, and quiet fell around the common way. After a few mo, someone started clapping. Soon after, a mates more masses joined in and eventually the full commons room was cheering and slapping Albus and his friends on the back. Albus stared quizzically at everyone, wondering why they were all cheering that he had lost them so many points.

`` Why 's everyone clapping ? '' Albus asked James.

James grinned, `` Because you made Washburn so angry ! Everyone hates him ! No one 's had the brass to spy on him before. It 's brilliant, really. I 've heard hoi polloi have been trying to get him to quit since he first started teaching when Victoire was a first class. You 've done so a lot stuff to him this class. low gear you set him on fire- ''

`` That was a dispatch accident ! ``

`` Department of Energy n't matter, the point is, he 's horrible to everyone, except the Slytherins. And you 're rebelling against him. Honestly, you 've got more nerve than I thought, '' William James stared in awe at his brother.

`` Thanks, '' Albus smiled at James. Albus had felt atrocious about losing so many points, but if the other Gryffindors were n't going to worry, than maybe it was n't so bad after all.

For the following few days, whenever Albus and his friends were in the green room, the early Gryffindors would ask Albus for help in planning clowning to pull on Washburn. Apparently, the former Gryffindors saw Albus 's spying as stirring to figure out their own ways to get the spell professor crazy. Albus, however, wanted nothing to do with it. He was far too worried about the idea of Washburn and that other adept trying to find the Hallows and use them to make out Voldemort 's plan. He spent the weekend trying to do homework, but always wound up thinking about the Hallows and trying to intend of something that was heavily guarded that could be used to put on power.

By the time Monday arrived, Albus had exhausted every potential muscular object and could n't think of anymore. Monday meant that it was meter for their detention with Washburn. After dinner, Albus and his ally walked slowly to the trophy elbow room. Albus was not looking forward to being in stuffy vicinity with the person who was most likely performing Legilimency on him.

`` Are you all right, mat ? '' Rose asked, jolting Albus out of his thoughts. He turned around to look at lustrelessness, who was lagging behind the residuum of them, even though they were all walking slow.

`` Yeah, '' Matt yawned, `` Just tired, no big deal. ``

`` You should go to Madam Pomfrey. She 'll urinate Washburn reschedule the hold, '' Rose suggested.

`` And have Malfoy find out ? No. Plus, if I do it another fourth dimension, I 'll feature to do it alone, '' matte shuddered at the thought process of being alone with Washburn.

No one said another word the rest of the way to the prize way. When they got there, Washburn was already there, looking murderous, and standing next to a declamatory bucketful of cleaning supplies.

`` It 's 7:05. You 're belatedly, '' he growled.

`` Sorry, sir, '' Matt mumbled, `` It was my fault. ``

`` I do n't care who 's defect it was. It just means you 'll be here later, '' Washburn barked, `` You 'll be staying until every one of these prize is immaculate. No magic, of course of action. ``

Washburn strode over to a large armchair that was sitting near the threshold, sat down in it, and started his usual glaring. Albus picked up a feeding bottle of polish and a rag and wandered over to a trophy for the Gobstones Club. John and Matt started polishing trophies on either side of Albus, while Rose and Amanda started on the other incline of the room. The trophy room was quite expectant and Albus guessed it would study them at least two hours, perhaps more, to down all the prize and caseful. They polished in muteness for a half hour, moving along the wall of prize as they went on. Albus was polishing a Wizard 's Chess Championship trophy from 1922 when he felt a precipitous lagger in his side. He turned to his rightfield and saw John, who had stopped polishing his trophy. `` What ? '' Albus whispered.

toilet silently pointed to Albus 's other side and Albus turned to look. mat was standing with his oral sex slumped up against the trophy case. He was fast asleep. Albus glanced nervously back at John. Albus did n't want to recognise what Washburn would do to Matt if he discovered that he was n't awake.

`` Matt, '' Albus prodded his friend gently, `` Wake up. ``

lustrelessness groaned a small and lifted his head teacher off the glass. Albus glanced nervously at Washburn. Luckily he was currently pointing out a spot of dirt that rose had missed on a Quidditch trophy. Albus poked Matt again, a little harder this time.

`` Ouch ! '' Matt winced and opened his heart. He glanced around with a confused look on his face.

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered. `` You fell asleep. hold open polishing. ``

`` Oh, right field, '' matte picked up his rag that had fallen on the floor when he drifted off and went back to polishing.

The three son continued polishing in secretiveness for the next 60 minutes. Occasionally, either Albus or John would have to rouse matt up. flatness was not getting a entirely lot of polishing done, but since he was working right next to Albus and John, Washburn did n't seem to notice.

`` Albus, '' St. John whispered a while later.

`` What ? '' Albus looked over at John. John pointed at the trophy he was polishing. Albus looked at it and saw that it was a plaque of everyone who received an award for special services to the shoal.

John pointed at two figure on it, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. `` What did they do ? '' he whispered.

`` Saved my mum from Voldemort and a basilisk in the Chamber of mystery, '' Albus whispered back. `` And discovered that it was Voldemort attacking pupil in the starting time place. He possessed my mum through a diary he wrote when he was 16. ``

John stared round-eyed at Albus. `` Whoa. I think I remember my parents telling me about that. They were n't in Hogwarts yet when that happened. ``

`` lull back there, '' Washburn growled.

Matt jerked awake at the sound of Washburn 's vocalisation. `` Wha 's going on ? '' he said a little too loudly.

`` Oh, heat up, Eckerton ! It 's only 9 pm ! '' Washburn shouted, `` The sooner you finish, the sooner you can go to bed. ``

`` Sorry, sir, '' matt replied and went back to polishing a prize.

As Albus continued polishing, he thought about the award his dad had gotten all those years ago. He had been a hero every class he had been in schooltime. He still was a hero. 'Will I ever do anything like that ?'Albus thought. 'Will I ever live up to what people think I will do ? Everyone thinks I 'll do great things just because my dad did, but what if I ca n't ?'Albus doubted that he would ever get an award for extra services to the school.

`` Eckerton ! '' Washburn shouted, causing Albus to come out of his thoughts. `` Why ca n't you outride come alive ? ! Get up ! ``

Albus looked over at Matt. He was slumped yet again on one of the glass display typeface, looking very pale. He opened his eyes and started slowly dragging his rag along the glass with his eyes drooping.

`` Why do n't you lay off him already ? '' John shouted disgustedly. `` You know perfectly well why he 's trite. ``

Washburn got up from his professorship and started towards John. Albus glanced nervously from one to the other. rosebush and Amanda both stopped polishing and were paying fill up attention. Matt had fallen asleep on the glass again. `` What did you say ? '' Washburn fuss once he was within two human foot of John.

John stared at him, not breaking eye contact. `` I said, why do n't you leave him alone ? You knew he 'd be tired today and you still made him do detention ! Just let him kip and we 'll complete the cleaning. We 're almost done anyway. ``

Washburn 's face turned a spook of purpleness that Albus had only seen on his granduncle Vernon. He stepped closemouthed to John the Evangelist, but John did n't await away. `` 50 more detail from Gryffindor for talking back. And another custody, I think. Tomorrow dark. telephone line. My office. But just you. Sleeping Beauty will be even worse tomorrow and as much as I 'd sleep together to give Sir Thomas More detention to Potter, Weasley, and Tagger, they have n't done anything. This was all you. Go on, get out of here ! '' He shouted stormed out of the room.

Albus stared in shock as he left. He glanced around at whoremaster, who was still glaring at the threshold, his side as red with anger as pink wine 's hair. `` C'mon, let 's go, '' he said quietly as he prodded lustrelessness awake.

`` Huh ? '' Matt mumbled.

`` detainment 's over, '' Albus told him as he walked towards the door.

`` Oh, ok, '' lusterlessness yawned and followed the residuum of them out of the door.

`` He 's kept us past curfew, '' pink wine commented as they made their way through the corridors.

`` shape, '' John grunted.

`` That was brilliant, by the way, '' Albus said.

`` What was brilliant ? '' lusterlessness asked.

`` bathroom flipped out on Washburn while you were asleep, '' Albus told him.

`` What did you do ? '' matt asked John in an astonished voice. `` Why do I always miss the near hooey ? ``

John was still too raging to say much, so Albus explained. `` He told Washburn off for yelling at you. It was after Washburn woke you up that indorse time. And you had just fallen asleep again. John started yelling at him about how he should n't have shouted at you when he knew why you were tired and how he should n't have assigned you detention for today. ``

`` What ? ! '' Matt shouted, `` Are you mad ? What did he do to you ? ``

`` Detention tomorrow night. And 50 gunpoint lost, '' St. John replied.

`` You are mad, '' Matt said quietly, `` You did n't make to do that. I do n't want you getting in trouble for me. ``

`` Yes, I did, '' bathroom said, `` It 's not fair what he did. He should have got made the detainment over the weekend, like you suggested. He 's deliberately trying to run you down. It 's just not fair. ``

`` Yeah, well, life 's not fair. I found that out six twelvemonth ago, '' Matt said bluntly.

`` Yeah, but it does n't mean it 's okay for people to treat you like dung, '' John replied softly.

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By the time John trudged back into the common elbow room after his detention the adjacent night, almost of the eternal sleep of the Gryffindors had gone to bed. There were a few one-fifth days huddled up at one table, studying for their O.W.L.s, and Victoire and Amy were up talking quietly while studying for their N.E.W.T.s. Albus and his friends had managed to get the good armchairs near the ardour once the one-fourth years occupying them had gone to bed. rosiness was reading a book while Albus and Amanda played gobstones. Matt was voice asleep in his chair.

`` How 'd it go ? '' Albus asked as John collapsed in one of the chairs.

`` It was bloody miserable, '' John groaned, `` He stared at me the altogether time. Had me write'I will respect my elders and not talk back'about 300 times. ``

`` Yeah, that 's what he does. I 've gotten used to it, but it drove me mad during the showtime few detainment, '' Albus told him.

`` He 's an vicious git, '' trick growled.

`` I know, '' Albus agreed.

`` fountainhead, I do n't want to talk about him anymore. I just spent two hours with him. Anyway, what have you been up to ? '' John asked.

`` Not a good deal. We finished all our homework a spell ago. We 've just been sitting around waiting for you, '' Albus said.

`` When did he fall asleep ? '' bathroom jerked his head towards Matt.

`` About an hour ago, '' Amanda answered.

John sighed, `` You know, it 's almost like he expects everyone to be rude to him. ``

`` I 'm pretty sure he does, '' Albus whispered.

`` Well, it 's probably because most people have, '' Rose commented, `` I mean, most mass are n't exactly overnice to, well, people like him. ''

`` I know, but he should n't just accept it. I 'm going to stupefy up for him, '' John said.

`` We will, too, '' pink wine agreed, `` But he 's just not used to it. ``

`` I guess, but I 'm not going to let anyone regale him badly. Especially not someone like Washburn, '' St. John the Apostle replied.

`` Me neither, '' Albus said.

`` Definitely, '' Amanda replied.

`` We should probably go to bed, '' Albus said after glancing at his watch, `` We 've got uranology tomorrow. ``

Amanda groaned, `` Oh, yeah. Should be a hapless night. ``

`` Yours wo n't be as miserable as his will be, '' John pointed to Matt.

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The side by side day went by fast for Albus. Charms was thoroughly miserable for Albus and all his friends. John had made it onto the lean of the great unwashed Washburn clearly disliked more than the others. Now, the only one of Albus 's champion who was n't, was Amanda. However, Washburn did dislike her more than the other Gryffindors, just because she was supporter with Albus. Washburn spent the whole form lecturing and shouting at Matt whenever he fell asleep. Albus could tell that St. John the Apostle was trying hard to behave himself whenever this happened. It did n't help that Malfoy spent the unscathed class with a smug look on his face, clearly enjoying that Washburn was shouting at Matt every five minutes.

`` iniquity git. We ought to sneak a few emesis pastille in his pumpkin juice, '' lavatory muttered under his breath after Washburn woke Matt up for the fourth part time.

`` What did you say, Brickston ? '' Washburn shouted.

`` nothing, sir, '' Saint John the Apostle answered.

`` Did n't fathom like zippo, '' Washburn growled, `` Ten points from Gryffindor. ``

lustrelessness wound up skipping Potions because he could n't face a endorse category with Malfoy that day. Malfoy interrogated Albus again as to where matt was, and Albus told him that Matt had left after tiffin to jaw his sick grandmother.

After dinner party, Albus and his Friend decided to see if mat was in the Room of Requirement. He never showed up at dinner. When they arrived in the Room, Amy was already there, trying to wake Matt up.

`` Hey, Amy, '' Albus said quietly.

Amy turned around, `` Oh, hi, Albus. ``

`` Are you going to the infirmary annex now ? '' rose asked.

`` Yeah, I 'll see you guys tomorrow, I guess, '' matte yawned as Amy helped him out of the bed.

`` All right, '' Albus replied.

`` Bye, '' John, Rose, and Amanda said quietly.

`` Bye, '' Matt winced as he followed his sis out of the room.

Albus and his friends spent the remainder of the eve in the room, working on their homework. After a few hours, in which Albus managed to get the latest Potions homework done, it was fourth dimension for Astronomy.

Professor Marco Polo announced that they would be finishing their marching music star charts that night. Albus, Saint John, Rose, and Amanda set up their telescope and got to make for.

`` This is the kickoff full lunar month on a Wednesday, is n't it ? '' Albus whispered to Rose after a few minutes.

`` Yeah, I think so, '' rosiness said, `` I 'm just glad we do n't have this with the Slytherins.

`` Where 's your acquaintance, Matt ? '' Jackie Franklin Pierce, the Hufflepuff on Albus 's other incline asked.

`` He 's visiting his sick nanna, '' Albus said automatically.

`` Oh, I hope she 's honorable soon, '' Jackie replied.

Albus focused his scope and marked down a few stars. He moved his scope and pointed it towards the moon. He sighed as he thought about how something as beautiful as the moon could control mortal 's life as much as it controlled Matt's.

Albus managed to eat up his star chart just as the class was ending. John and Rose were capable to finish theirs as well.

`` I hope he does n't take off a unscathed lot of points for not getting all the genius, '' Amanda sighed as they climbed into the portrait hole.

`` If you only forgot a couple, I do n't think you 'll unloose that many points, '' Rose assured her.

Albus sat down in one of the armchairs in battlefront of the hollow fireplace. `` Are any of you tired ? ``

John the Evangelist sat down next to Albus, `` No, not really. ``

rose wine and Amanda shook their heads and sat down. `` Let 's stay up. We can go see matte in the aurora, '' Rose suggested.

`` Good idea, '' Albus agreed. The protagonist exhausted much of the dark playing legion biz of chess, Exploding walkover, and Gobstones. Eventually, the sun started to rise and dawning came.

`` Should we go, then ? '' whoremaster asked once they finished their secret plan of Exploding Snap.

`` Yeah, it 's probably a good time, '' rose wine said. `` But maybe you should go get the map, Albus. I do n't fancy running into Filch. ``

Albus agreed and ran up to James 's student residence. James II and the relaxation of the moment twelvemonth boys were all sound asleep. Albus ran to James 's trunk and rummaged around in it until he found the piranha 's Map. He left a ready greenback to Henry James telling him that he took the map, quickly left the elbow room, and went back to the common room.

Albus spread the map out on the floor and tapped it with his wand, `` I solemnly swear that I am up to no goodness. ``

`` Blimey, that is brilliant !, '' John grinned as the piece of writing appeared on the map. Albus had told his Friend about the map before, but he had never showed it to them.

`` Wow ! '' Amanda stared in awe at the map. `` That is awesome. ``

`` Let 's see, '' Albus scanned the map, `` Filch is still in his federal agency. ``

`` What about Washburn ? '' Saint John asked.

`` Hmm, '' Albus looked back at the map.

`` There he is ! '' rosiness pointed at the map, `` He 's in his agency, too. ``

`` commodity, '' lavatory said in a projecting voice, `` Oh, and there 's madam Pomfrey. She 's walking through the Entrance entrance hall. ``

`` Let 's go, then, '' Albus stood up, `` Mischief Managed. '' He stuffed the map into his gown air pocket and left the room, with pink wine, John, and Amanda following.

When they arrived at the infirmary Wing, it was completely deserted. Albus and his friends settled themselves on the bed next to the one matte usually stayed in. The door opened a few mo later, but it was n't gentlewoman Pomfrey who came through. It was Amy, followed by Victoire.

`` What are you doing here ? '' Amy asked when she saw Albus and the others.

`` We had astronomy live on Night and were n't tired, so we just stayed up and figured we 'd come see flatness, '' Albus told her.

`` Oh, all right, '' Amy replied. She walked over to the bed where Albus and his protagonist were sitting and Victoire followed. `` I told her, '' Amy said to Albus, `` about mat. ``

`` I still ca n't believe you preserve this from me all these year, '' Victoire said.

`` You 're not mad, are you ? '' Amy asked quietly.

`` No, of grade not, '' Victoire assured her and sat down next to rise up on the bed. `` It just must have been so hard to keep that a secret. ``

Amy sat down next to Victoire, `` It was. But I did n't really induce a choice. My parents prevent me from telling anyone. ``

`` wellspring, I 'm glad you told me now. Your parents are n't going to be mad, are they ? ``

`` No, I asked them a yoke week ago and they said it would be all right if I told you, '' Amy answered.

`` Good, '' Victoire said and turned to Albus, `` How long have you guys known ? ``

`` Since January. well, Rose put the clues together in November, but we did n't make love for trusted until January. But we did n't talk to lustrelessness about it until death month, '' Albus responded.

The group sat in secretiveness for a few moments, before Victoire asked, `` When 's he coming back ? ``

`` Should be any time, '' Amy stood up and glanced at the doorway. `` But just to let you guys sleep together, he 's not going to be in any form to blab out to you. ``

`` We know, we just want to be here for him, '' John replied.

`` I honestly do n't even know if he 's going to desire you here. He never likes anyone seeing him right after a transformation. ``

`` We do n't care what he looks like, '' John said adamantly.

`` I know you do n't, but I think he 's still afraid you 're going to abandon him. He 's never had such supportive Friend before. The few friend he had went running in the other direction once they found out, '' Amy explained.

`` Gits, '' John muttered under his breath.

The door to the infirmary Wing opened and Albus looked up. brothel keeper Pomfrey came bustling through while using her scepter to drift a stretcher through the door. Matt was laying upon it, covered in a thick super C blanket. Amy immediately rushed over to them. `` How is he ? '' she asked anxiously.

`` Not that bad, actually, '' Madam Pomfrey replied, `` A few broken castanets and a carnival bit of track and bruises, but not as bad as past months. ``

`` Oh, in force, '' Amy replied.

Madam Pomfrey directed the copestone towards the bed next to the one Albus and his friends were sitting on. `` What are you lot doing here ? '' she asked briskly once she noticed them.

`` We, er, just wanted to see if matt was okay, '' Albus answered nervously. He suddenly was n't trusted if they should throw gone to the Hospital extension after all.

`` He knows you know, then ? '' gentlewoman Pomfrey asked.

`` Yeah, and he explained everything last month, '' Albus told her.

`` And you know, too ? '' gentlewoman Pomfrey gestured to Victoire.

`` Yes, I do, '' Victoire answered.

Madam Pomfrey smiled, `` skillful. It 's about fourth dimension he had some loyal friends. Now, I 've got to heal him up a bit and then if he 's awake, you can see him. '' She pulled the curtains closed behind her and Amy. A minute later, she came out, went to her agency, and came back with numerous potions and bandages. Albus watched as she went back through the mantle and listened to the various healing trance she was performing.

Victoire, Albus, and his friends all sat on the bed, no one saying a word. Albus was still a bit worried about Matt 's response to them being there. He had n't thought about it before, but now he realized that Amy was mighty and Matt probably did n't want them to see him like this. He glanced at his friends, who were also looking a bit nervous. They did n't birth long to live on it, though, because a little while later, ma'am Pomfrey and Amy appeared from behind the curtains.

`` He 's awake, '' gentlewoman Pomfrey told them, `` You can see him for a few minutes, but not very long. He needs ease. ``

Albus glanced at his friend and they stood up. He walked through the curtains, with Rose, privy, and Amanda following. lusterlessness was laying on the bed, looking thoroughly miserable. His face was covered in cuts and there was a large bruise on his left impudence. Both of his coat of arms were heavily bandaged and he looked very tired.

`` What are you guys doing here ? '' he asked hoarsely when he saw Albus and the others.

`` We wanted to get along see you. Are you all right ? '' Albus asked.

`` I 've been better, '' Matt answered bluntly.

`` I hope you do n't bear in mind that we came, '' blush wine said softly.

`` It 's all right, '' Matt sighed, `` I just thought you would n't have wanted to. ``

`` 'Course we do, '' John said, `` You 're our champion. ``

matte grinned tiredly at them. `` Oh, did you say Victoire ? '' he asked Amy, who had just come back through the curtains with Victoire.

`` Yeah, I told her this morning, '' Amy replied.

`` And it does n't bother me in the least, '' Victoire assured him. Matt yawned and smiled at her.

madam Pomfrey came back with another steaming potion in a goblet. `` meter for you lot to go, '' she told them, `` He needs to catch some Z's. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus said, `` Bye, mat. Hope you feel better. ``

`` We 'll come see you tonight, '' Rose told him.

`` Ok, have fun in class, '' Matt yawned. John and Amanda waved as the chemical group left. Amy and Victoire followed behind them, whispering to each early.

Albus walked to the Great hall for breakfast with his friend. He was feeling quite tired after staying up the whole night. Albus was happy that lustrelessness did n't seem to mind them coming to see him so soon after the full moon moon, but he could tell that Matt still was n't completely comfortable with them knowing his secret. Albus figured that after a couple up weeks or so mat would gradually loosen up about it. Now, all Albus had to do was decide when to tell his friends about the Hallows. He had been putting it off, but decided to take Dumbledore 's advice and see if they knew anything about them. It was the only clue he had, and if he was going to quit Washburn from getting the Hallows, he he had to use it.
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A/N : Thanks to my sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight, as well as my early sister and my brother. Thanks also to inkheart, Moonylupin, and Mamaykay for their recapitulation !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter or any of The Tales of Beedle the Bard.

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Albus did not have a chance to ask John, Matt, and Amanda about the Hallows until after the Easter holiday. matt spent the residue of the week in the infirmary Wing, and Albus did n't want to let the cat out of the bag about the Hallows there. He preferred to do it in common soldier. The easterly holiday began the day after matte left the infirmary Wing. Neither Albus nor his friends stayed at the castling over the holiday. Albus quite enjoyed the gap and exhausted much of it playing Quidditch with James. rosiness and her kinsfolk came to stay for a few days, but Albus did n't see the remainder of his gallop class. Albus, Rose, and James did expend a bit of time sneaking around Grimmauld berth, looking for clues that would lead them to finding out what the Hallows were, but they did n't get anything useful.

By the clip Albus was back at Hogwarts, the snow had melted and it was relatively warm up. April was upon them, which meant that the end of condition exams were only two months away. The teachers made sure to cue them of this during every class. Albus had not thought it possible, but they were being assigned even more prep than before. Of course, no one was feeling the insistency Thomas More than the fifth and seventh years, who were preparing for their O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s. All of them could be seen studying in the unwashed room and library until recently at nighttime. A few of them were already cracking under the pressure. Albus was happy that his O.W.L.s were still four eld away, but he was not looking forward to them. Even Victoire was becoming nervous about the exams and had started threatening untested students with detentions if they were too loud in the common room. Usually Victoire was very level headed and not much bothered her, but she was afraid she would n't have plenty N.E.W.T.s to get her into the healer program.

`` I am not looking forward to my O.W.L.s, '' can sighed as he watched as a fifth part yr nodded off while reading her notes.

`` Me neither, '' Matt agreed.

`` You 'll be fine if you study, '' rosebush assured them.

`` That 's the office I 'm not looking forward to, '' John laughed, `` I 'm having enough trouble studying for this year 's examination. ``

`` Have you finished your Herbology ? '' Albus asked John.

`` I 'm working on it now, '' John told him.

`` I have n't even started it, '' Amanda commented. Matt was helping her finish this week 's astronomy assignment.

`` well, it 's not due until day after tomorrow, '' Albus told them.

`` Good thing ! '' John shouted and threw down his quill feather, `` I need a prison-breaking from all this ! ``

`` Shush ! '' Victoire came storming over to their table. She looked very tired. `` This is study metre ! ``

`` Sorry, Victoire, '' John said, `` I 'm just sick of studying. ``

`` Just waiting until seventh yr ... '' Victoire muttered as she went back to the table she was sharing with Amy.

`` Want to go to the room ? '' Albus whispered.

`` Yeah, let 's go, '' Matt replied and got up. Albus, rosebush, Amanda, and King John all picked up their Good Book and followed mat out of the usual room. They walked to the room and matt paced three times in front of it. The door appeared and they all walked inside. The elbow room looked just as it did when flatness told them about the night he was bit.

Albus walked inside and sat down on one of the chairs. His protagonist followed and they all resumed their poring over, except for lavatory, who was wandering around the Room.

`` I 've got to tell you guys something, '' Albus said quietly after a few second. Everyone looked up from their books and John came over to the flak and sat down on the couch next to Matt.

`` Are you going to severalise us where you disappear to with Rose and your brother ? '' John asked.

`` Er, yeah, you noticed that ? '' Albus asked nervously.

`` Yes, we all did, '' Amanda told him.

`` wellspring, I 'm going to tell you why, '' Albus said. `` I guess first I 've got to tell you that this past summer, I thought my dad had told me everything about the defeat of Voldemort. ``

`` You mean, he did n't ? '' John asked.

`` No, I do n't think he did, '' Albus replied quietly, `` Over Christmas, pink wine, Saint James the Apostle, and I, and a couple of our cousins, overheard mine and Rose 's parents whispering about something in the kitchen. They were talking about whether or not to separate us something, something they 've been hiding from us. I do n't roll in the hay what it was. I just heard them say one word, 'Hallows'. King James I, pink wine, and I researched in the depository library to try and find out what 'Hallows'were. But we did n't find anything. The only affair we had to go on was the fact that I heard the tidings 'Hallows'in those Legilimency dreams I have. Someone wants to find the Hallows and steal them, whatever they are.

`` Rose came up with the idea that I should blab out to Dumbledore 's portraiture about it. We figured that the Hallows had something to do with Voldemort 's downfall because they seem to be something just our parents know about. Since Dumbledore told my dad about the Horcruxes, we figured he 'd know something about the Hallows. So, Rose came up with the whole idea to set off a firework in Washburn 's class in society to get me into the Headmaster 's spot so I could verbalize to Dumbledore. ``

`` time lag, you did that on use ? '' St. John the Apostle asked in awe.

`` Yeah, we did, '' Rose grinned.

`` That 's, that 's brilliant, but stupefied ! '' John laughed.

`` We know, '' Albus said grimly, `` It could bear gone very much spoilt. Anyway, Dumbledore did roll in the hay about the Hallows, but he would n't tell us about them. He said it was something my dad had to tell me. But he did return me a clue. He told me to ask you about them, '' Albus said.

`` He thinks we 'd eff what they are ? '' Amanda asked.

`` fountainhead, yeah, that 's what he said. He said to specifically ask St. John the Apostle and Matt about them, '' Albus replied.

`` He got that right, I 've never heard of Hallows before, '' Amanda responded.

`` You have n't heard of them, have you ? '' Albus turned to John and Matt.

John and lusterlessness looked at each other and then glanced at Albus. `` Well, I 've never heard of them, '' John said.

`` I have, my dad told me about them once, '' Matt commented.

`` You know what they are ? '' Albus asked in shock. He looked at blush wine. She looked as clueless as Albus did.

`` Yeah, I do, '' lustrelessness repeated, `` Have n't you two ever heard The Tales of Beedle the Bard ? ``

`` Of course, '' Albus nodded.

`` The what ? '' Amanda looked quizzically at Matt.

`` The taradiddle of Beedle the Bard, '' he repeated, `` A book of whiz nance tarradiddle. The Warlock 's Hairy Heart, Babbity Rabbity and Her Cackling ambo, The adept and the Hopping Pot, The outpouring of Fair Fortune- ''

`` My parents show me those when I was niggling. Mum 's actually got the original copy ! '' pink wine interrupted excitedly.

`` Energy Department she really ? '' Matt stared at her in awe.

`` Yeah, Dumbledore left it to her in his will, '' Rose told him. `` But what do a bunch of poove tales have to do with 'Hallows'? ``

`` You did n't let me terminate. There 's one more. The narration of the troika Brothers, '' Matt told them. `` And that has everything to do with the Hallows. ``

Albus and Rose glanced at each former. Like rose, Albus had been read those fairy tales when he was little, and he remembered The Tale of the Three Brothers. He remembered his aunty Hermione reading it to him from the archetype transcript. He had n't been capable to read a word of it, since it was written in rune, but he definitely remembered the story.

`` But I do n't remember anything about any Hallows in that fib, '' Rose commented.

`` You would n't, '' Matt told her, `` The story does n't mention the parole Hallows, but the story itself is about the Hallows. ``

`` That does n't cook sense, '' John announced.

`` Could someone explain this story, please ? '' Amanda asked with a look of discombobulation on her face.

`` Sure, '' matte leaned back on the sofa and gazed around the way. `` This would be easier if I had the Scripture. I have n't heard it in eld. '' Matt got up from the sofa and walked over to a book shelf that was behind Albus 's chair. `` Perfect ! Here 's one, '' lustrelessness picked a volume up off the shelf, walked back over to the couch and sat down.

`` 'There were once three comrade who were traveling along a lonely, winding road at twilight, '' Matt began. He read the wholly fib straight through. It was just as Albus remembered, with no mention of the parole Hallows.

`` 'And then he greeted expiry as an old ally, and went with him gladly, and, as peer, they departed this life .''' matt looked up at Amanda and closed the record book. `` That 's the tarradiddle. ``

Amanda stared at him, `` That 's quite a bit unlike than Muggle poof taradiddle. Although I 'm still confused. ``

`` So am I. What 's that got anything to do with 'Hallows'? '' Albus asked.

`` Everything, '' mat sighed, `` Just let me explicate it. The Hallows, or the Deathly Hallows as they 're really known as, are the invisibility Cloak, the Resurrection stone, and the elderberry bush verge. Some people believe that the story William Tell of the creation of the Deathly Hallows, but most citizenry think it 's just a history.

`` My dad told me about it ages ago. He 's one of the few people who think they actually exist. When he was younger, before he got matrimonial, he actually tried to find them. Looked in loads of books all over the world, trying to trace where they might be. My Uncle Jack went with them, too. They kept searching even after my parents got married. Mum went with them. He gave up his search after he and Mum wanted to begin a kin. They never did find out anything about the Hallows that would severalise him where they were. Uncle Jack-tar kept looking for age afterwards, but eventually settled in New York. He still thinks they 're out there, someplace, and has n't truly given up. ``

`` You mean, those three objects actually exist ? '' Rose asked skeptically.

`` I dunno, '' flatness replied, `` My dad seems to think so. And he 's met a few early people who think so. ``

`` But if they do n't exist, why would my dad want to proceed me from knowing about them ? '' Albus asked quietly. Albus was not sure enough what to think about what lustrelessness had said about the Hallows. It was a far-fetched idea, but there was one thing Albus knew might prove their existence. His founding father 's Invisibility Cloak. Albus had not really connected The story of the triad Brothers to his dad 's Cloak, but now that he thought about it, the connectedness made sense.

`` Oh, come on, Albus, you ca n't honestly be thinking that they exist ? '' Rose said exasperatingly.

`` We already know one of them exists ! '' Albus told her, `` What about Dad 's Invisibility Cloak ? ``

`` Your dad 's got an Invisibility Cloak ? '' Matt asked. `` Really ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus told him.

`` But that does n't mean it 's the one from the story, '' John said, `` I mean, there are loads of invisibility Cloaks out there. One of my uncles used to deliver one. But it wore out and he never got another. ``

`` Exactly !, '' Albus said excitedly, `` My dad 's Cloak is different from all other invisibility Cloaks. It does n't wear out ! I know most Invisibility Cloaks just have a good luck charm or something put on them and it wears off eventually. That must have been the kind your uncle had, John. But my granddad had that cloak before my dad did, and my dad still has it. It still works as good now as it ever has. ``

`` Whoa, '' lusterlessness stared at Albus with a glint of excitement in his eyes, `` Then that could be the Cloak from the story ! ``

`` But what about the other Hallows ? '' pink wine asked. `` I do n't think they exist. ``

`` They might, '' Gospel According to John said, `` I know I 've heard of super verge being passed from adept to wizard hundred ago. ``

`` Ok, '' rosiness began, `` Say there is a 'super scepter'out there, and Uncle Harry 's cloak is 'The invisibility Cloak'. But how on earth would a 'Resurrection Stone'employment ? ``

Albus could n't resolve that, but he did guess that the Deathly Hallows existed. Why else would his dad have kept all this secret ? The Deathly Hallows had something to do with Voldemort 's downfall, and Albus was going to receive out what. `` Well, if these three objects are the 'Hallows'that I heard mentioned in my dream, than someone is trying to find them, '' Albus realized.

`` That ca n't be just, '' John said, `` Whoever 's been doing that Legilimency wants to extend what Voldemort was doing, right ? ``

`` right wing, '' Albus confirmed, `` Do you know if anything exceptional happens if you 've got all three Hallows ? ``

`` Dad said that if one mortal unites all three, they will be the Master of last, '' lustrelessness answered.

`` Master of Death ? '' Albus repeated, `` Well, I can imagine that Voldemort would bear loved to let them, then. Especially that wand. ``

`` That 's a scarey sentiment, '' lav said, `` Voldemort with an unvanquishable wand. ``

Albus silently agreed. `` Anyone evil with that wand would be scary. retrieve that prison term we spied on Washburn ? ``

flatness shuddered, `` How could I not ? That resulted in one of the worst detentions ever. ``

`` I know, and I 'm meritless about that, '' Albus said quietly. He still felt a bit hangdog about causing all his friends to end up in detention with Washburn. `` But that strange sorcerer was yelling at Washburn because he had n't found out where something was. ``

`` And we did n't even hear what it was he had to find, '' Matt interrupted.

`` But I think I know what it is. I think that Washburn is trying to bump out where the Hallows are, '' Albus told them.

`` What ? ! '' John shouted, `` I know he 's horrible, but you think he is trying to combine the Hallows and retain what Voldemort wanted to do ? ``

`` Er, yeah, '' Albus said.

`` I told him it was derisory, '' Rose sighed, `` But he still thinks it 's Washburn. ``

`` It makes sense, Rose ! '' Albus shouted.

`` It does fit, but still, he 's a instructor, '' rosiness replied.

`` So what ? He makes it clear that he hates me and Epistle of James, and you, and lustrelessness. He 's been giving Matt a hard time since the beginning of the twelvemonth ! And now he hates John the Evangelist, too. ``

`` I know, but maybe he just does n't similar Gryffindors. He was a Slytherin, you know, '' rose wine commented.

`` Yeah, I know that. But what if he hates us because he was on Voldemort 's side ? '' Albus suggested.

`` But do you really think he 'd do this right under your dad 's nose, Albus ? I mean, come on ! Your dad 's head Auror ! '' John argued.

Albus shrugged. He really had n't thought of that. `` Dunno. Maybe he 's just stupid ? Or maybe that bloke he was arguing with is threatening him or something and he has n't got a choice ? ``

`` Well, I suppose it could be that, but still ... '' John replied.

`` Ok, so what if it is Washburn ? '' Matt said, `` What do we do about it ? ``

`` I dunno. I do n't remember we have adequate proof to tell anyone, '' Albus answered. `` We 've just got to desire that he does n't find out where the Hallows are. I only know where the invisibleness Cloak is, Dad 's got it in his post somewhere, and Washburn probably already knows where that is, if he 's the one doing the Legilimency. ``

`` All right hand, '' matte replied, `` But this is mad, I never thought I 'd actually find out the Hallows existed, let alone love where they are ! Do you think you could show me the Cloak sometime ? ``

`` Sure, '' Albus told him, `` But please do n't differentiate your dad about this. Not yet. I know he 'd want to cognize, but I think you ought to await until after my dad tells me their significance in the war. ``

`` All right, '' Matt sighed, `` I wo n't tell him yet. ``

`` Swear you wo n't ? ``

`` I swear, '' Matt said, `` I 'll keep it mysterious. I 've got years of experience keeping things secret. Do n't worry. ``

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight, and my other sister and my brother. Thanks as well to XXEveryinchXX, Moonylupin, inkheart, and leezdz for their reviews !
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Over the next few weeks, Albus thought a lot about the Hallows. He found it tough to concentrate on his prep, and rose wine would often scold him for not spending enough time studying. He continued having his strange aspiration almost every night, but he did n't suppose that Washburn had found out anything new about the Hallows. Washburn continued to scream at Albus during every appeal family and yield him at least a detention a week. With detention, homework, and Occlumency lessons, Albus had hardly any time for anything else. life story at Hogwarts was just as chaotic as ever. Albus did bring off to find time to severalize King James about what Matt had told him about the Hallows, but Henry James did n't sustain any approximation as to where the other Hallows could be either. He did check with Albus that it was highly potential that Washburn was the one trying to combine them.

Before Albus knew it, test were upon them. The night before they began was very tense up. well-nigh all the Gryffindors were either in the common room, studying, or in the subroutine library doing the same. Albus and his friends were studying at a put over next to the one Victoire and Amy were at. Both the seventh twelvemonth missy were extremely flighty, and Victoire insisted on absolute quiet in the plebeian room. Albus did not mind this, because he needed to study anyway. Their first exam was Charms, and Albus was particularly anxious about this exam.

`` I 'm not indisputable I 've passed, '' Albus groaned as he walked out of the room with rose wine, Gospel According to John, Matt, and Amanda after the Charms exam.

`` I 'm sure as shooting I 've failed, '' Matt replied, `` Washburn was breathing down my neck during half of it. ``

`` I hate when teachers do that, '' bathroom said.

`` Me, too, '' Amanda agreed.

`` well, I think I passed, but- '' Rose started.

`` Of trend you passed, '' lav interrupted, `` You 've been preparing for test since September. ``

Albus thought the rest of the exam went fairly well. He thought he at to the lowest degree passed Potions. Herbology and DADA went extremely well, and Albus thought he got decent marks in Astronomy, Transfiguration, and account of trick. However, even though exams were over, O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s were still going on, and Victoire was still mandating a quiet commons room in the eve. The dark of their last exam, Albus and his acquaintance decided to just go to the way of Requirement and celebrate.

`` What a relief ! '' John shouted as he flopped down onto the couch, `` No more exams until adjacent year ! ``

`` Yep, a field free summer ! '' flatness grinned as he pulled a drinking chocolate anuran out of his pocket.

`` You 've got homework, you know, '' Rose laughed.

`` I know, but I 'll hold open it for the last bit, '' matte replied, `` So, anyone got plans for the summer ? ``

`` I 'm going to Ireland with my family, '' Amanda told them, `` For two calendar week. I ca n't wait ! ``

`` Are you going on an airplane ? '' St. John the Apostle asked, excitedly.

Amanda laughed, `` Yeah. ``

`` magnificent ! '' john shouted, `` Maybe I can win over my parents to pack us on an plane. ``

`` It 's not that great, '' matt commented. `` Are you doing anything ? ``

`` Erm, not surely. We usually visit all my cousin, '' John the Evangelist said.

`` fountainhead, you 've all got to come halt at my house, '' Albus told them. `` Rose and I always have a big natal day party at the tunnel. ``

`` My birthday 's at the end of August and Albus 's is the end of this month, '' rose wine said. `` So we always have a party together. But usually it 's just our phratry. And our parents'admirer and their kids. ``

`` 'Course I 'll fare ! '' john smiled, `` I want to see your house and the Burrow. ``

`` My parents should let me come. We 're not going to Eire until the middle of August, '' Amanda answered, `` As long as they meet your parents first. ``

`` They can meet at mogul 's Cross, '' Rose replied.

`` Can you come, Matt ? '' Albus asked.

`` Er, I dunno, '' Matt said slowly, `` My parents have never let me stick around over at individual 's mansion before. Not that anyone would has ever wanted me to stay over at their house before. Do you know when it will be ? ``

Albus looked at rosebush, who shrugged. `` I 'm not sure. I do n't think our parents have planned it yet. But we 'll make for certain it 's not around the wide moonlight. ``

`` Then I might be able to go, '' flatness smiled.

`` Great ! '' Albus said, `` We 'll take in scores of fun ! We can make for Quidditch. ``

`` I ca n't believe this year is almost over, '' Rose began.

`` Yeah, I mean, a year ago, I did n't even do it I was a witch, '' Amanda laughed, `` Going to be unusual to go back home. ``

`` And conclusion twelvemonth, I never even knew about the Hallows, and now Washburn 's trying to steal them, '' Albus said quietly.

`` Well, at least over the summer you wo n't be anywhere near Washburn, '' Rose said, `` And maybe Uncle Harry will recite us the whole story. ``

`` And then you can tell it to us ! '' John replied. `` And to continue on matter, this metre cobbler's last class, I was about the same as I am now. '' Everyone laughed.

`` Well, this time last yr, I did n't experience any friends, '' Matt said quietly.

`` But you do now, '' toilet pointed out.

Matt grinned, `` Yeah, I do. Never thought I would, though. It 's been a smashing yr. ``

`` I have n't showed you the predator 's Map, have I ? '' Albus asked Matt.

`` No, I do n't think so, '' matte answered.

`` It 's brilliant, '' John grinned, `` Saw it a couple on months ago. ``

`` Yeah, you were in the Hospital Wing, '' Albus remembered, `` But I 've got it now. '' Albus pulled the Map out of his robe pocket.

`` You have n't given it back to James II yet ? '' Rose asked.

`` Nope, '' Albus laughed, `` I do n't really want to give it back. Maybe we 'll just share it. '' Albus got up from his death chair and set the Map down on the table.

`` face just like a veritable piece of parchment, '' Matt commented.

`` That 's what 's so great about it ! '' Albus grinned, `` Anyway, this is the map that my grandpa, Peter Pettigrew, Canicula Negroid, and of line, shimmy 's dad made, when they were at Hogwarts. ``

`` Yeah, I remember you telling me that, '' matte replied.

`` Here it is, '' Albus tapped his wand on the lambskin and said, `` I solemnly swear that I am up to no practiced. ``

Ink spread across the map while Matt stared in awe at it. `` That 's brilliant ! '' He stared at the map and all the tag Lucy in the sky with diamonds milling around it. His eyes stopped on the Whomping Willow. `` This shows the passageway to the shriek shack ? '' he asked nervously.

`` Sure does, '' Albus said, `` It shows all the passageways out of the school. But do n't worry, hardly anyone knows about the Map. Just us, James IV, my parents, Rose 's parents, my Uncle St. George, and probably some of my cousins. But none of them, except my parents and Rose 's parents, eff how to get in the tunnel. ``

`` Do you know how to get into the tunnel ? '' lustrelessness asked.

`` Nope, '' Albus answered. Harry had told him all about the passage, but had n't told him how to get into them. Harry had told Albus that he did n't want to deflower all the fun of discovering thing for himself.

`` Good, '' mat breathed a suspiration of succour and went back to inspecting the map. `` Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, '' he murmured. `` Are those, their nicknames ? ``

`` Yup, '' Albus confirmed, `` Moony was- ''

`` shimmy 's dad, I figured that one out, '' Matt said, `` But what about the others ? ``

`` Wormtail was Pettigrew, he was a rat in more shipway than one, '' Albus said grimly, `` And Padfoot was Dog Star, because he was a big shaggy dog. And Prongs was my grandad because he was a stag. ``

`` Wow, '' flatness said softly, `` This is amazing. ``

`` See ? '' Albus began, `` Moony had awe-inspiring friends, well about of them were, '' Albus said, thinking of Pettigrew. `` And they did n't dessert him. We wo n't dessert you. ``

`` Yeah, you 're our Moony, '' John agreed.

Matt smiled at them, `` Thanks, guy wire. I know you wo n't, now. ``

The chemical group quietly watched the map for a few minutes, noting that all the fifth and seventh age were still cooped up in the depository library, studying for their exam. `` Who 's that ? '' Albus pointed to a dot that was lingering near the forest.

Rose leaned in closer and read, `` Jarett Willinson. Never heard of him. ``

`` Willinson. Do you imagine he 's related to Quinton Willinson ? '' Albus asked.

`` Probably, '' John said, `` But Quinton does n't get any siblings at schooltime. ``

`` What 's that bloke doing here, then ? '' Albus wondered.

`` Look ! '' matt pointed at a dot that was traveling from the castling towards Jarret Willinson. `` It 's Washburn ! ``

Albus looked at the dot, and sure enough, it was Washburn. He was heading towards Jarett Willinson. `` What are they doing ? ``

`` I dunno, '' mat answered.

`` What if they 're going to try and find the Hallows ? '' Albus asked. `` We should go see what they 're up to. ``

`` What ? ! '' Matt shouted, `` net time we went to see what Washburn was up to, we wound up in detention. ``

`` But what if he is trying to slip the Hallows ? If he is, then we wo n't get in trouble from him. He 'll get fired, '' Albus pointed out.

flatness sighed, `` I guess. Let 's go before they leave. ``

`` Are you coming, Rose ? '' Albus asked.

`` I suppose, '' Rose said. She looked at Amanda and the two of them stood up.

`` Let 's go, then ! '' John grinned. He was clearly excited about spying on Washburn again.

Albus and his friends left the room and set off towards the front doors. They saw hardly anyone on their way down the step. Peeves was lurking on the second floor corridor, but luckily he did n't notice the offset years sneaking off.

`` Are they still there ? '' Rose whispered as they walked onto the grounds.

Albus checked the map. `` Yeah, they 're there. They must be talking or something. ``

`` You ought to pass over it clean before we meet up with them, '' Rose suggested.

`` Good idea, '' Albus agreed, `` roguery managed. ``

Albus walked slowly towards the edge of the woods, where he could just nominate out two cloaked figures. The sun was setting and it was nearly darkness. Once Albus was a couple substructure away from the two magician, he recognized who Jarret Willinson was, and stopped abruptly.

`` Ouch ! '' Amanda shouted as she ran into Albus.

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered, and he pulled his friends behind a tree.

`` What is it ? '' rose wine asked.

`` That star ! Jarett Willinson ! He 's the lad that was arguing with Washburn when we spied on him ! And the clip I had detention and they argued in Washburn 's survey. I 'm sure of it. ``

`` That means- '' rosebush replied.

`` That they 're going after the Hallows. Remember, when we spied on them, that Jarett Willinson told Washburn that he would descend and they would steal the Hallows together, '' Albus said.

`` We 've got to stop them, '' John the Evangelist replied.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Let 's go. '' Albus walked out from behind the Tree, with his friends following. They slowly approached Washburn and Jarett Willinson. They were soon close enough to hear what the two wizard were saying.

`` You 've discovered the location of one of the Hallows ? '' Jarett asked.

`` I believe so. Potter finally cracked. I 'd learn that his Occlumency science were abyssal, but I did n't think it would have me this long. The two kidskin do n't fuck a thing about the Hallows, '' Washburn stated.

Jarett laughed, `` They will soon. Which one did you discover ? ``

`` The Resurrection Edward Durell Stone, '' Washburn said.

`` perfective tense. And where is it ? ``

`` In here, '' Washburn pointed to the forest. `` But I do n't sleep together where. ``

`` How are we supposed to find it ? ! '' Jarett shouted angrily.

`` Do n't ask me ! '' Washburn shouted back.

`` It was your job to incur out where it is, '' Jarett said icily and took a step closer to Washburn. `` And you have n't found the exact topographic point. ``

`` Sorry, but Potter did n't know either, '' Washburn answered nervously. `` Should n't we just bulge out searching ? ``

`` We will, but I 've told Quinton he could come with us, and he 's not here yet, '' Jarett answered. `` And we 've got another job to do tonight, anyway. ``

`` And what is that ? '' Washburn asked.

`` Kill Potter, '' Jarett said.

Albus let out a gasp. They were going to kill his dad ? But why ? Albus turned around and looked at his Friend. They were all standing stock still and wearing facial expression of utter fear on their faces.

`` I do n't think we 're alone anymore, '' Washburn informed Jarett and a grinning appeared across his face.

Albus turned back around to face the two sensation and backed up. Jarett and Washburn turned towards Albus and started walking towards him and his friends.

`` I believe you are right, '' Jarett responded, `` Mr. thrower, how nice of you to join us. ``

`` What are we going to do with them ? '' Washburn asked while glaring at the five fist years.

`` Oh, I do n't recognise, what do you think ? '' Jarett replied.

`` Well, Potter seems incapable of doing the simplest charms. The Weasley young woman is a right on know-it-all. Eckerton is gone half the time, so I doubt he 's capable of doing much trick. Brickston does n't know when to maintain his mouth shut. And the former girl does n't seem too brightly either, '' Washburn said, `` I say we just let them hang around and if they interfere, I 'll accept care of them. '' He stared Albus in the eye, with a look of nail loathing.

`` Very well, '' Jarett agreed, `` You know them better than I do. Now, let 's get back to business organisation. ``

`` right field. Now, why do we feature to kill ceramist ? Is n't he the one who knows where all the Hallows are ? '' Washburn asked.

`` I know that ! '' Jarett shouted, `` But he 's the one who 's got the senior Wand ! And if we want it, we 've got to kill him. ``

`` Oh, right, '' Washburn responded.

Albus watched the two sorcerer and glanced nervously at his supporter. He had no idea what he was going to do next. Albus had been right, Washburn and this former genius were after the Hallows. Albus heard step behind him and turned around, pulling out his verge at the same time.

`` Quinton, '' Jarett said, `` You 're late. ``

`` Sorry, Father, '' Quinton mumbled, `` Filch was lurking around. I had to hold back for him to leave. ``

Jarett Willinson was Quinton 's dad. As Albus watched them, he only hoped that Jarett was as hopeless at dueling as his son was.

`` Put your wand away, Potter ! '' Washburn growled at Albus.

`` allow it out, Al, '' a articulation said from behind Albus. Albus turned around and saw his dad pulling off the invisibleness Cloak. Albus let out a sigh of easing. His dad was there, everything would be okay.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight ! Thanks to my other baby and my comrade, too. And thanks to inkheart, TheNobleHouseofPotter, XDNLxtlz99, drownzer, and Moonylupin for their reassessment !

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`` Nice of you to unite us, ceramicist, '' Jarett stepped towards Harry. `` How did you detect us ? ``

Harry drew his baton and stared at Jarett. `` Followed your son. Students are n't supposed to be out of their common rooms after hours. ``

`` I do n't think it matters what he does now, '' Jarett replied icily. `` Once we have the Hallows, we will have powerfulness you know aught of. ``

`` So it 's you, '' Harry said, `` You 've been after the Hallows. And you 've been doing the Legilimency, Washburn ? ``

`` Yes, I have, '' Washburn confirmed. `` Only your son do n't cognize anything about the Hallows, so it proved pointless. You, however, provided us with a keen deal of info. ``

`` No, I have n't told them about the Hallows yet. But I suppose I 'll feature to after tonight, '' Harry said.

`` I do n't think you 'll have the chance, potter, '' Jarett growled.

`` You 've found out where the Hallows are, then ? '' Harry asked.

Washburn nodded, `` The Resurrection Isidor Feinstein Stone is in the forest. I managed to expose through your hapless Occlumency. The invisibility Cloak is in your hand. And you 've got the elder Wand, we already knew that. ``

Harry held up his verge, `` I 'm afraid I do n't. ``

`` What ? ! '' Jarett shouted and looked at Harry 's scepter, `` But you had it ! That 's how you defeated Voldemort ! ``

`` Maybe so, '' Harry began, `` But I have n't got it now, have I ? ``

`` You 've got it somewhere ! '' Jarett growled. `` sufficiency public lecture ! Give me the Cloak ! ``

`` Do n't think so, '' Harry shoved the Cloak into his pocket and raised his scepter higher. `` We 'll duel if you want, but if you come with me now, you 'll have LE time in Azkaban. ``

`` I do n't deal about Azkaban ! '' Jarett shouted. `` Crucio ! ``

`` Protego ! '' Harry shouted at the Lapp time. A cuticle formed in front of Harry, protecting him, Albus, and Albus 's friends from Jarett 's spell.

Washburn and Quinton ran from behind Jarett, holding their wands out. Harry stepped towards Jarett and Jarett stepped closer to Harry. Albus watched them, his heart beating fast. Jarett sent to a greater extent spell towards Harry, but Harry blocked each of them. Albus smiled a little as he saw how often better at dueling his dad was than Jarett.

Jets of dismount flew out of both Harry and Jarett 's scepter, lighting up the Nox around them. Harry sent a while towards Jarett and he flew back and landed on the ground. Jarett stumbled back to his invertebrate foot and sent a stunning spell at Harry.

`` Just tell me where the wand is ! '' Jarett shouted as he dodged Harry 's curse.

`` No ! '' Harry shouted back and leaped out of the way of another sweetheart. The two wizards continued dueling, each one sending spells and jinx towards the other. Albus stared at them. He had never seen dueling like this before. Neither wizard seemed to be slowing down. Harry was noticeably faster and dodged spells more easily than Jarett, but Jarett did n't come along to be giving up anytime soon.

`` What do we do ? '' Rose whispered to Albus.

Albus turned away from the affaire d'honneur. `` I dunno ! '' Albus heard step behind him again and turned to see Quinton standing with his sceptre facing Albus.

`` So, we duel again, thrower, '' Quinton smirked. `` impedimenta ! ``

Albus dodged the spell easily, but did n't know what to do next. He had n't learned many dueling spells yet. He held his verge up higher and watched Quinton.

`` Petrificus Totalus ! '' Quinton shouted. Albus jumped to the incline and dodged the new spell.

`` Ahh ! '' someone screamed behind Albus. He turned around and saw john, rosiness, and matt standing around Amanda, who was laying strict on the solid ground. The spell meant for Albus had hit Amanda square in the chest.

Quinton laughed. `` One down, four to go ! ``

`` ticker out ! '' Albus shouted to his friends. They held up their wands and stood next to Albus.

`` Petrificus Totalus ! '' Quinton shouted again. Albus and his protagonist darted to one side and Quinton 's spell hit a nearby bush.

Albus regained his balance and turned to Quinton. He raised his wand and shouted, `` Expelliarmus ! ``

Quinton dodged the enchantment and smirked at Albus, `` Think that 'll work again ? Petrificus Totalus ! ``

Albus and his Quaker dodged the go yet again. `` Do n't you know any other spells ? '' Saint John laughed.

`` Shut it ! '' Quinton shouted, breathing heavily.

Albus whispered to rosebush, `` We 'll all unarm him at once. On the count of three. Tell them. '' Albus waited until Rose had passed the word on to whoremaster and matte and began to count. `` One ... ''

`` What are you doing ? '' Quinton asked nervously.

`` Two ... Three ! '' Albus shouted.

`` Expelliarmus ! '' All four first-class honours degree yr screamed the magical spell before Quinton realized what was going on. He was knocked off his feet and his wand flew out of his paw and sailed through the air, landing near mat. Matt picked it up and stowed it in his robe.

`` Urgh, '' Quinton picked his forefront up off the ground.

`` Let me take it from here, '' Washburn stormed over to where Quinton was laying. `` Pathetic ... ''

Albus 's spirit started beating even faster. He had never seen Washburn affaire d'honneur before. It would surely be a wholly lot heavy to disarm him than it was to unarm Quinton. Albus had no desire whatsoever to start dueling with one of his teachers.

`` So you four, well five, if you count tagger, '' Washburn began, `` Decided to line up out what I was doing. Thought that it was a good idea to tamper in my business ? ``

`` Er, '' Albus mumbled.

`` Do n't deny it, potter ! '' Washburn shouted. `` You came here tonight ! You spied on me months ago ! ``

`` If you 're going to kill my dad, than it is my business ! '' Albus shouted.

`` You could see it that way, if you 'd care. But if it 's your commercial enterprise, and you get in the way, we 'll defeat you, too, '' Washburn growled at Albus.

Albus 's stomach churned with fear and he looked over to where Harry was dueling Jarett. Harry had just sent a spell at Jarett that had completely knocked him off his foot. Harry looked over to Albus while Jarett was trying to get up. `` Do n't do anything to my son, Washburn ! '' Harry shouted. `` Protego ! '' He sent a shield charm in between where Albus and Washburn were standing. `` You 'll regret it ! ``

`` I do n't recollect I will, putter ! '' Washburn shouted back, aimed his wand at Harry, and sent a mum curse towards him. Harry easily dodged it.

`` Crucio ! '' Jarett had regained his residuum and was pointing his baton at Harry. Harry turned back and ran out of the way of the unforgivable cuss just in fourth dimension. He returned to his affaire d'honneur with Jarett, sending Thomas More green of light at him.

`` Are you end Eaters ? '' John the Divine asked once Washburn returned his regard to the group of low years.

Washburn smirked at John. `` You still have n't learned to exclude your mouth, have you ? No, we 're not end Eaters. Although Jarett 's male parent was. He 's in Azkaban now. Albus 's bloody father captured him ! ``

`` So, what are you going to do ? If you were planning on killing us, you would 've done it by now, '' John replied.

Washburn stepped closer to John the Divine, `` Maybe I like to hale it out. But adequate of that. Potter ! '' He looked at Albus and pointed his wand at Albus 's chest of drawers. `` I do n't speculate you know if your father has any free wands laying around ? One that might be the Elder baton ? ``

`` I dunno, '' Albus whispered, `` I do n't call back so. ``

`` 'Course not, '' Washburn growled, `` And you probably would n't tell me if you did. ``

`` Do n't recall so, '' Albus said.

`` Now, I think you four would be a unharmed lot well-to-do to dispense with if you did n't bear your wands, '' Washburn seethed. `` Expelliarmus ! '' he pointed his sceptre at Matt. Harry 's shield appealingness had worn off and disappeared moments before.

Albus looked over to where Matt was. matte collapsed to the basis when the spell hit his chest, and his verge and Willinson 's wand flew through the air, landing next to Washburn. Albus darted over to where Matt was laying to see if he was ok.

`` Expelliarmus ! '' Albus shouted at Washburn after he realized that mat was knocked out low temperature. `` What did you do to him ? ! ``

Washburn deflected the spell and picked up the two wands. `` I just disarmed him, that usually does n't pink you out unless there are multiple people casting it. Always knew he was weak, '' Washburn sneered.

`` Shut it ! '' John shouted as he bent down to try and ignite flatness up, `` Why do n't you ever leave him alone ? ! ``

`` Ahh, looks like you 'll be succeeding, '' Washburn pointed his wand at lav, `` Expelliarmus ! '' John 's wand sailed out of his hand and Washburn caught it. `` Now for the Weasley young lady. Expelliarmus ! '' rosiness 's baton left her deal and landed in between Washburn and Albus.

Albus ran forward to pluck up rosebush 's baton. `` I do n't think so, ceramicist, '' Washburn reached the baton first and picked it up. `` You 're next. Expelliarmus ! ``

Albus felt his verge forget his hand and saw Washburn arrest it. He glanced nervously at his protagonist. They were n't doing too well. No wands, and two of them were unconscious mind. Albus looked at Washburn, who had started pacing in a set around them.

`` Defenseless students, '' he smirked, `` I think you 'll be much more willing to do what I say now. prison term to go into the timber, we 're going on a slight scavenger William Holman Hunt. ``

`` No, '' Albus told him, `` We 're not. ``

`` You 're not in a situation to negotiate, ceramicist. You 'll help me get hold the resurrection Stone, '' Washburn barked, `` Now, follow me ! '' Washburn started to walk towards the forest, but Albus did not come after. `` Let 's go, Potter ! ``

`` We 're not going, '' rose wine said, crossing her branch across her chest.

`` You 'll regret that, '' Washburn said icily. He walked back to where Albus, rosebush, and toilet were standing. `` Crucio ! '' he shouted at Rose.

rosebush screamed and jumped to the side, just missing the curse. Washburn started sending curse word towards all three of them. Albus jumped behind a tree to avoid a hex that wound up hitting the tree. He looked over to where Harry and Jarett were dueling. As far as Albus could tell, Harry was winning. Jarett appeared to be slowing down, but Albus noticed that his dad was limping a bit as he dodged Jarett 's spells.

`` What are we going to do ? '' Rose asked anxiously.

`` I do n't know ! '' Albus shouted back. He peeked his head out from behind the tree diagram and saw John running towards them. Washburn pointed his verge at trick 's backrest and hit him with a trip Jinx. John fell forward and he landed on the ground with a sickening compaction. `` John ! '' Albus shouted and ran out from behind the tree.

`` Just you and the Weasley daughter now, thrower, '' Washburn growled. `` Sectumsempra ! '' he shouted at Rose.

`` No ! '' Albus shouted as the curse hit one of her arms. She sank down onto the soil, screaming in infliction. Albus could see origin seeping out of her robes. `` Stop it ! '' Albus shouted again. Albus glanced over to his dad again. Both of the wizards were slowing down. Willinson was definitely the worse off, he was leaning against a tree diagram, trying to hold up his wand with a broken arm. `` Dad ! Help ! ``

Harry turned away from his duel and came limping over when he heard Albus 's shout. `` Expelliarmus ! '' he shouted at Washburn, and all five wands the charm teacher was holding sailed out of his hired hand. Washburn turned away from rosebush and looked at Harry. `` Do n't go near my niece, '' Harry growled at Washburn.

`` Let 's go, '' Washburn lifted Quinton onto his feet, `` You all right ? ``

`` Fine, '' Quinton grunted. The two of them took one look at Harry and ran off into the Night. Albus saw them disapparate just as they left the Hogwarts grounds.

Albus glanced over to where Jarett had been moments before. He was gone. `` Are n't you going to go after them, Dad ? ``

`` Ca n't, '' Harry lifted his robe and revealed a nasty cut on his leg, `` Took all my military posture to get over here and lay aside you. '' Harry sank down onto the ground, breathing heavily. `` Are you all right ? ``

`` Yeah, I 'm fine, '' Albus sat down next to his dad and leaned up against him. `` But I want to bang the whole tarradiddle about the Hallows. ``

`` I know, and I will tell you, '' Harry sighed, `` After we get back to the palace. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus whispered. He looked over to where rosebush had collapsed and saw her getting up. She walked slowly over to Albus and Harry and sank down on Harry 's other side.

`` Uncle Harry ? Can we go back to the palace now ? '' she asked quietly. Her vocalization was shaking. She was holding one of her hands down over her arm, stopping the bleeding that Washburn 's jinx had caused.

`` I think that would be a good theme, '' Harry replied.

`` Harry ? '' a new voice said from behind them. `` What happened ? ``

Albus, Harry, and Rose turned around. Neville was standing behind them. `` Bit of a cruddy duel, '' Harry answered, and went on to explicate the entire evening.

Neville shook his chief, `` Blimey, Washburn 's always been a piddling low temperature, but I 'd never ingest expected that. What was he after ? ``

`` I 'll explain that later, '' Harry said, while trying to tolerate up, `` But right now we 've got to get back to the castle. ``

`` Right, '' Neville agreed, `` Give me your hand. '' Harry extended his arm and Neville helped him up. Albus and Rose got up after him.

Harry leaned on Neville and Neville helped him walk over to where trick was laying. Neville conjured a capstone and with a motion-picture show of his wand, John the Divine was laying upon it. He did the same with lustrelessness and Amanda. `` What happened to them ? '' Harry asked quietly.

`` John the Divine got hit by a trip jonah and hit his foreland on a rock, Amanda got a full-body-bind curse, and matte just got hit by Expelliarmus, '' Albus explained.

`` That 's zero Madam Pomfrey ca n't fix, then, '' Harry replied. `` Let 's go. ``

The group slowly made their way back to the palace. It took them quite a piece. Albus was OK, except for a few cuts and being completely worn out. The hemorrhage on Rose 's arm seemed to bear slowed down, but it would need to be magically healed or else it would surely spread up again. Harry was walking quite slowly, and Albus could evidence by the way he winced every sentence they went up the steps, that he was in a great deal of pain. Eventually, they made it up to the Hospital extension. When they got into the ward, Madam Pomfrey was already bustling around, and when she saw them get in, she immediately descended upon them.

`` There you are, Harry ! '' the nurse shouted, `` I 've been trying to contact you all evening. Saint James got into a smutty affaire d'honneur with a couple Slytherins and he 's been unconscious ever since. '' She gestured to one of the bottom at the far end of the room and looked back at Harry. She gazed upon the radical and her mouth fell subject. `` What in the name of Merlin happened to you lot ? ''

`` Quinton Willinson 's male parent, Jarett Willinson, tried to kill me, '' Harry said simply. `` Had quite the duel with him down near the forest. Him, along with Quinton, plus Professor Washburn. ``

Madam Pomfrey 's eyes became large with shock. `` prof Washburn ? And where are they now ? '' she asked quietly.

`` They took off, disapparated once they left the grounds, '' Harry told her, `` I could n't hitch them with this tight cut on my leg. ``

`` well, occur on, then, '' the nanny said, `` Harry, you go in bed one, since it 's closest. Albus, bed two, and blush wine, bed three. '' Madam Pomfrey gestured to the beds and then approached the stretchers that Neville was holding up with his wand. `` And let 's see, Neville, take them to beds four, five, and seven, since James is in bed six. ``

Neville nodded and directed the stretchers to the empty bed. Albus walked over to the second bed and lay down. He stared at the ceiling, thinking about what had happened. Washburn thought Harry had the Elder Wand, but Harry did n't. Where was it ? Who had it ? And why did Washburn think that Harry had it ? At least Harry said that he would tell Albus everything. It was only a matter of time before Albus knew the whole account about the Hallows.

brothel keeper Pomfrey came bustling over to Albus 's bed. `` Here, drink this, '' she handed him a potion. `` Dreamless sleep. '' Madam Pomfrey turned away from Albus and strode across the room to one of her cabinets. She rummaged around inside. `` All the thrower in the Hospital fender at once, it was bound to materialise sooner or later ... '' she muttered.

Albus gratefully took the potion, and a few moment later, he fell into a relaxing sleep.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight and my other Sister and brother. Thanks as well to XDNLxtlz99, drownzer, inkheart, Moonylupin, and MiZzPrInCeZz for their reviews !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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When Albus awoke the sun was shining into the windowpane next to his bed. He sat up and peered at the clock on the wall. It was two o'clock. Albus looked over at rose wine 's bed ; she was still asleep.

dame Pomfrey came out from behind the curtains around one of the seam. She walked over to Albus once she noticed he was awake. `` How are you, dear ? ``

`` I 'm fine, '' Albus told her, while trying to peek at the other bed, to see how everyone else was.

`` Are you sure ? '' Madam Pomfrey asked, `` zip hurts ? ``

`` No, I 'm fine, '' Albus answered truthfully, `` But what about everyone else ? Where 's my dad ? ``

`` They 're all fine, too, '' ma'am Pomfrey assured him, `` They 're asleep. And your dad left a few hours ago. He had to take away care of some things at the Ministry. He said he 'd be back later. Now, do you desire something to eat ? ``

`` Sure, '' Albus said, suddenly realizing how thirsty he was. Madam Pomfrey left the way for a few minutes and came back with a tray filled with sandwiches and autumn pumpkin juice. She set it down on Albus 's bedside tabular array and Albus started eating. rosebush and James I woke up a few minutes later, and they joined Albus in his lunch. St. James immediately asked them what had happened last night. Albus and Rose explained the completely thing.

`` Blimey, '' James said quietly, once they had finished, `` I always knew Washburn was evil. ``

`` Explains why he hates us so a great deal, '' Albus replied, `` We knew zippo about the Hallows, and he thought he 'd be able-bodied to ascertain out where they were by reading our thinker. ``

`` guess so, '' Saint James the Apostle agreed. `` So, Dad said he 'd tell us about the Hallows ? ``

`` Yeah, he did, '' Albus told him, `` I guess he will when he gets back from the Ministry. ``

John, matt, and Amanda woke up an hour later, and Albus and blush wine told them the ease of what had happened the previous night. They were all happy that Washburn, Jarett, and Quinton had n't gotten any of the Hallows, but were worried that they had gotten away. They spent much of the afternoon discussing what would happen next.

Albus was surely that, somehow, the rest of the school day already knew what had happened the Night before. They had no melodic theme what Washburn, Quinton, and Jarett were after, but they knew about the duel that had taken property on the grounds. Madam Pomfrey spent a lot of fourth dimension keeping singular educatee out of the Hospital Wing, and eventually she locked the door. Victoire and Amy were the first ones to visit Albus and the others in the hospital Wing, followed by the rest period of Albus 's cousin-german. They all wanted to know what went on, and Albus told them most of the story. He left out the constituent about the Hallows, since none of Albus 's cousin knew about them. Amanda, John the Divine, and flatness 's parents showed up for a few hours each and were all relieved that their shaver were ok.

Once evening arrived, Madam Pomfrey made all of Albus 's cousins and Amy leave, and she gave Albus and the others a declamatory platter of food for their dinner. After they finished eating, Albus heard someone trying to get into the room.

`` Bloody hell, I think she locked it ! '' a voice shouted out.

`` Oh, Ron, honestly. Just knock, '' a female phonation said. Albus heard a loudly bang, and Madam Pomfrey came running out of her office. She flung the door open and Ron and Hermione came running in. `` rebel ! '' Hermione shouted and descended upon her daughter. She wrapped Rose in a big hug. `` Are you all right ? ``

`` Yes, Mum, '' Rose hugged Hermione back. Ron sat down on the bed and wrapped his weapons system around Rose as well.

`` Where 's Harry ? '' madam Pomfrey asked, `` I thought he was coming with you ? ``

`` He was behind us, '' Ron glanced at the door.

`` I 'm here, '' Harry appeared in the doorway and limped over to Albus 's bed. He sank down on it and gave Albus a hug.

`` I told you not to walk on that leg yet, '' ma'am Pomfrey scolded.

`` Did n't let much of a choice. I had to alarm the Ministry. I 've got Aurors looking for Washburn and both Willinsons rightfulness now, '' Harry explained.

`` Good, '' madam Pomfrey handed Harry a goblet of potion, `` Drink that. ''

Harry took the potion and downed it in one mouthful. `` Disgusting. ``

`` Dad ? '' Albus asked tentatively, `` Are you going to differentiate us about the Hallows now ? ``

Harry sighed, `` I suppose. ``

`` You 've got to let John, Matt, and Amanda listen to, '' Albus insisted.

`` I know, they 've got to know what happened, too, '' Harry agreed, `` We just need some place common soldier. ``

`` How about the elbow room of Requirement ? '' Albus suggested.

`` You 've found that already ? '' Harry grinned.

`` Well, matte showed it to us, '' Albus explained.

`` Oh, '' Harry replied, `` Well, that would be the unadulterated spot. '' Harry stood up. `` Poppy, I 've got a bit of explaining to do to the kids. ``

`` Ca n't you do it here ? '' madam Pomfrey asked, `` It really would be best for them all to stay here a piece longer. ``

`` I promise we 'll all come back once I 'm done, '' Harry said.

`` Really, Harry, they need rest ! '' brothel keeper Pomfrey insisted.

`` I owe them an account, Poppy, '' Harry said quietly.

`` Oh, fine ! '' brothel keeper Pomfrey threw her hands up in disgust, `` But do n't have them out too long. ``

Harry grinned. Albus got up out of the bed. James, rosiness, John, Matt, and Amanda all got up as well. They followed Harry, Ron, and Hermione to the door.

`` I 'm getting too old for this, '' Madam Pomfrey muttered as they left.

`` You 're not provide, are you ? '' matt asked nervously.

Madam Pomfrey smiled, `` Of class not, dear. Do n't you worry. ``

The group made their way slowly to the seventh floor. Once they reached the portraiture of Barnabas the Barmy, Harry started pacing. After a few moments, a door appeared where it had n't been previously. Harry opened it and everyone followed him inside. The room looked a lot like it did when lustrelessness asked for it. The but noticeable difference of opinion was that this time there were more than armchairs and another couch.

Harry sat down on one of the sofa. Albus and James sat on either side of him. Ron, Hermione, and Rose took the other frame, while John, Matt, and Amanda took the hot seat.

`` Dad, '' Albus began, `` We already know about the Hallows. ``

`` You do ? '' Harry asked.

`` Er, yeah, we know about the connection to the taradiddle of the terzetto Brothers, and we know that the Deathly Hallows are the Elder Wand, Resurrection Stone, and the invisibility Cloak. We just do n't make love why you 've kept it a hole-and-corner. ``

Harry sighed, `` How long have you known ? ``

`` A few months now. Since April. Matt told us about them. ``

`` Really ? '' Harry looked at matt, `` You knew about them ? ``

`` Yeah, my dad told me, '' mat answered, `` But I was n't trusted if I believed they existed or not, until Albus told me about the Cloak. ``

`` Not many people think they 're real, '' Harry replied, `` I first heard the Tale of the 3 Brothers when I was 17. It was the year that Ron, Hermione, and I were hunting Horcruxes. When Dumbledore was killed, he left each of us something in his will. You already know that he left Hermione the original copy of The fib of Beedle the Bard, written completely in ancient runes. Ron got the Deluminator, and I got the first off sneaker I ever caught.

`` Hermione decoded the runes and noticed a symbolisation in a drawing that went with the story of the tierce buddy. '' Harry pulled a small-arm of parchment and a shaft out of his pouch. He drew a Triangle, with a circle inside it, and a ancestry connecting the top of the triangle to the bottom. `` This was the symbol. We recognized it because at government note and Fleur 's marriage, Xenophilius Lovegood was wearing it on his robe. Viktor Krum approached him about it because this symbol is also Grindelwald 's symbolization. ``

`` Grindelwald, that evil necromancer Dumbledore defeated ? '' mat asked.

`` Yes, '' Harry continued, `` But at one head, Dumbledore and Grindelwald were friends- ''

`` What ? ! '' matte shouted.

`` They were, '' Harry said. Albus already knew this part of the level, but it must receive had relevance to the Hallows, if Harry was telling it again. `` They were friend, who were obsessed with uniting the Hallows. That symbol is the symbol of the Hallows. The triangle is the Cloak, the lot, the rock, and the job, the Elder wand. Grindelwald and Dumbledore 's friendship fell apart after Dumbledore 's sister was killed. Eventually, Dumbledore had to confront Grindelwald and defeat him. Grindelwald had the Elder baton, and when Dumbledore defeated him, the baton changed its loyalty, and Dumbledore became the new sea captain. ``

`` Dumbledore had the elder sceptre ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, he did, '' Harry said, `` Now, after Hermione decoded the chronicle, we went to see Xenophilius Lovegood, and he explained the Hallows to us. We were doubting, but we knew that the Cloak existed. You may take already guessed this, but Voldemort found out about the elder verge and he wanted to get it, because he believed it would enable him to pop me. That is why he wanted someone to kill Dumbledore. However, before Snape killed Dumbledore, genus Draco Malfoy disarmed him. The scepter changed commitment once again. You see, the senior baton does n't alter allegiance when a mavin kills the wizard it belongs to. That wizard just needs to be defeated. Defeat does n't always peer death. Since Snape killed Dumbledore, Voldemort assumed that the baton had shifted its dedication to Snape, but in actuality, it belonged to Draco.

`` When we got captured and taken to the Malfoy manor house, I disarmed Draco. I defeated him. Even though he did not have the elderberry bush baton in his will power at the clip, it was still his wand. But when I disarmed him, it became mine. The senior verge had been buried with Dumbledore, but Voldemort stole it. Voldemort assumed that the scepter had fealty to Snape, so Voldemort used his snake to down Snape.

`` After Snape died, I viewed his computer memory in the Pensieve, and found out that I was a Horcrux and I would have got to die in order for Voldemort to die. As I was walking into the woodland, I tried once again to open up the Snitch that had failed to give earlier in the year. It opened, and inside was the Resurrection Stone. In the forest, Voldemort tried once again to down me, but he only succeeded in killing the Horcrux inside me. When I came back, Voldemort and I had one terminal affaire d'honneur. He had the Elder wand, but it 's allegiance belonged to me. He tried to kill me with a scepter that was mine. A baton will not work properly against its lawful possessor. So, when we dueled, Voldemort 's killing condemnation bounced off my disarming spell, and hit him. ``

Albus stared at his dad, `` But what about the fact that Voldemort used your pedigree to make out back to life ? Is n't that why you survived ? ``

`` That 's function of it, Al, '' Harry told him.

Albus did n't know what to say. He finally had the answers he had been looking for. This was why no one else knew about them. The Hallows did have to do with Voldemort 's ruin, a big part.

`` Where 's the Elder Wand now ? '' James I asked, `` Do you have it ? ``

`` No, '' Harry answered, `` That wand is too much difficulty. It 's back with Dumbledore. And if I die a natural death, it will throw no fealty. ``

`` Oh, '' William James replied, `` Would 've been poise, though, having an unbeatable wand. ``

`` And the Stone ? '' Albus asked, `` Is it really somewhere in the woods ? ``

`` Yes, '' Harry answered, `` And I have no approximation where. The only Hallow I 've got is the Invisibility Cloak. ``

`` But you did unite them, the Hallows ? '' Albus asked.

`` For a little piece, yes, '' Harry said. `` I was the superior of Death. ``

`` That 's what Washburn and the Willinsons wanted to do, right ? ''

`` Yes, that was their design, '' Harry answered. `` But they did not succeed. ``

`` Do you think they 'll try again ? '' Albus asked quietly.

`` Yes, Albus, they probably will, '' Harry replied, `` But I 'm hoping that they will be in Azkaban soon. There are Aurors looking for them right now. ``

`` I hope they 're caught, '' Albus said.

`` Me, too, '' Harry agreed, `` I 'll do everything I can to make sure that they are. ``

Albus sat quietly, thinking about everything his dad had said. Harry had united the Hallows, he had been the 'Master of Death'. Albus was relieved that he finally knew the entirely account, but he still had more query. Had his dad ever used the Resurrection Stone ? How did it wind up in the wood ? But Albus decided to ask the question that had been pulling at him since he first heard 'Hallows'mentioned calendar month ago. `` Dad, why did n't you severalise us ? ``

Harry sighed, `` It was a mistake not telling you sooner. I want you to know that. I should have told you last summer, when I told you everything else. But at the same prison term, I did n't require you to separate anyone about it. I wanted to hold off until you were sometime and more mature. ``

`` So you did n't trust me ? '' Albus asked. He hated it when people told him he was n't old enough to do something, or know about something.

`` Not exactly. I did n't want you to be tempted to recount people about the Hallows. If Scripture got out that there is an unbeatable wand out there, especially one that is on the Hogwarts grounds, the resultant role could be bad. count at what Washburn and the two Willinsons did. And they are just three people. ideate if half the school was going after that sceptre ? I 'm not saying everyone would want to use the scepter for evil, but if a lot of citizenry were going after it we could have a disaster on our deal. The idea of might, whether one is going to use it for good or evil, does crazy affair to people. And that is why I did n't tell you. I did n't need a lot of the great unwashed to know about it. But that did n't act upon at all. Now, more citizenry than just you and King James and Rose know about it.

`` Which brings me to my adjacent percentage point, '' Harry said in a more serious tone, `` None of you can tell anyone anything I have told you tonight. You ca n't separate anyone that the Hallows exist, and that they are all currently residing somewhere in or around Hogwarts. A lot of mass know about my Cloak, but without cognition of the Resurrection Stone or the Elder Wand, they wo n't cogitate anything of it. ``

`` I ca n't even tell apart our cousins ? '' James asked.

`` No, I 'm sorry, but you ca n't, '' Harry replied

`` I wo n't severalize, '' Albus assured Harry. Rose, John, and Amanda all nodded.

`` indirect request I could tell my dad, '' lustrelessness said, `` He 'd love to hear about it. ``

`` Is he interested in the Hallows ? '' Harry asked.

`` Yeah, he was. He went all over the humans researching them when he was younger. Never found out where they were. give up after he and my mum decided to start a family, though. He still believes they exist, '' lustrelessness replied.

`` Maybe I 'll tell him, someday, '' Harry answered, `` But for now, please do n't separate him. ``

`` All right, '' mat agreed.

`` Well, then, I think we ought to get back to the infirmary extension, '' Harry stood up, `` Madam Pomfrey will have my top dog if I keep you up much later. ``

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ma'am Pomfrey let Albus and the others leave the Hospital extension two mean solar day later. Albus was quite happy about this, as he was getting bored with the hospital flank. Albus and his friends spent much of the days following talking or playing games in the common room or on the grounds. Shortly after they were released, O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s finished, and the common room returned to its common noisy commonwealth. A few scholarly person asked Albus and his acquaintance about what had happened with Washburn and the Willinsons, but Albus did n't evidence them anything. The students'attention was soon turned towards the Quidditch last. Just as Albus and Harry had predicted a few months prior, it would be Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw.

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A/N : Thanks to my babe and beta, Dancer of Starlight, and my early sister and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart, smirkyhaha, and harshabc for their reexamination !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter

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`` You 're going to be fine, James, '' Albus assured his brother at breakfast a few mornings later. Jesse James was sitting across from him, but was n't eating anything. With the exception of James II, everyone else at the Gryffindor table was in high spirits. Exams were over, and it was the concluding Quidditch match of the class. The only one besides James who was n't eating anything was Matt, and considering that the full moon was that night, it was n't surprising.

`` James, you 've got to eat something, '' Samantha Meyers had appeared behind St. James the Apostle and was pouring him a glass of pumpkin vine juice, `` At least drink in this. '' James nodded and took the goblet, but he only drank a few sips. He glanced nervously at Albus, and then looked up at the staff table.

Albus turned and looked as well. Harry was n't there. The past few years, Harry had been away from Hogwarts more than he had been there. He had been spending a lot of meter at the Ministry, organizing the hunt for Washburn and both Willinsons. `` He 'll be there, James. He said he would. You know he would n't miss the match for the world. ``

`` Ok, team, let 's go ! '' Samantha stood up and beckoned her squad to follow her. William James followed the rest of the team, with one last glance at the faculty table. As they left, the entire Gryffindor table stood up and cheered.

A few instant later, Albus and his Friend walked down to the pitch. `` Last Quidditch match of the year, '' Albus sighed.

`` Yeah, just hope we win ! '' St. John shouted.

`` promise so, too. But Ravenclaw will be gruelling to work over. They 've got a good team, '' Albus replied.

`` At to the lowest degree the weather 's good, '' Saint John the Apostle pointed out, `` I do n't mean we 've played in better term than this the whole year. '' John was right about that. It was warm up, hardly windy at all, and there was just sufficiency cloud covert to block out the spotlight from the sun.

`` I hope it 's a quick equal, '' Matt yawned as they climbed into the stands.

`` It probably wo n't be, '' Albus said, `` We 're reasonably evenly matched with Ravenclaw. ``

matt groaned, `` Maybe James will recognize the stoolpigeon early. ``

`` Would n't count on it, '' Albus responded, `` Henry James told me that in guild to win the Cup, we 've got to be at to the lowest degree 40 points up before he catches the Snitch. Otherwise, we 'll win the match, but Ravenclaw will get the Cup. And Samantha has made it pass she wants the Cup. It 's her only chance. She 's only been captain for this year. Before her, it was Teddy. ``

`` Maybe you should 've stayed in the palace, '' pink wine said sympathetically.

`` And miss Quidditch ? '' mat stared at her like she had three heads.

blush wine sighed. `` I do n't have intercourse what 's with you guy cable and Quidditch, '' she muttered.

`` It 's a good game ! '' Amanda grinned, `` Way better than football game. ``

`` Does n't occupy a great deal for something to be more worry than football, '' whoremonger laughed, `` I mean, honestly, what were the Muggles mentation ? How can a plot be exciting with one clump ? ``

Albus laughed. He had to harmonise. He had been to one football match before. It was a community conference, and Harry had taken him and James to see if they had been interesting in playing it. Throughout the hale match, both Albus and James had commented on how much better Quidditch was.

Albus watched the stands fill up, hoping to catch a glimpse of his dad. He looked at the voice of the stand where the staff sat, but the seat next to Neville that Harry usually occupied during Quidditch catch remained empty. Where was he ? The match was about to start. He promised James that he would be there.

`` Welcome, Hogwarts students and staff to the Quidditch Final ! '' Todd Ian Smith 's representative boomed over the crowd. `` Today 's match is between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw ! And here come the team !

`` First is Ravenclaw. sea captain Tyler Pike, followed by Dan Burke, Natalie cable's length, Allie Davy, Damien Waverly, Kate Waverly, and Zack Valentino ! '' seven-spot players in blue robes walked out onto the theater, with their ling over their shoulders.

`` Next we have Gryffindor ! Captain Samantha Meyers, followed by Ryan O'Malley, James II Potter, Omar Nelson Bradley Weasley, Fred Weasley, Georgia Weasley, and Heather Weasley ! '' The Gryffindor team marched onto the field and stopped in front of the Ravneclaws.

`` Professor Oteski steps onto the subject area. Captains Meyers and Pike shake hands, and the squad are off ! ``

Albus watched as both squad soared into the air. Heather immediately took mastery of the Quaffle, passing it back and forth between Fred and Samantha. They flew down the delivery, dodging Bludgers sent by Valentino and Davies.

`` Gryffindor scores the first destination of the plot ! '' Lord Todd shouted out, once Heather managed to get the Quaffle past times Kate Waverly. `` Ravenclaw in self-will now. Waverly passes to Martha Jane Burk, and then back to Waverly. ``

`` Hi, Al. ``

Albus turned around at the audio of his epithet. Harry had appeared behind him and was climbing over the seats in order to sit down. Albus moved over so Harry could sit in between him and flatness. `` Dad, you made it ! ``

`` 'Course I did ! I said I would, '' Harry replied as he sat down, `` Did I miss anything ? ``

`` heather just scored the first goal of the game, '' Albus grinned.

`` Awesome ! She 's got some arm, let me tell you. Even as a child. I remember once, she threw one of her toy dog at me. fall in me a black eye, '' Harry laughed.

`` Why are you sitting here ? '' Albus asked, `` You usually sit with the residual of the staff. ``

`` To be honest, it 's more fun sitting here, '' Harry grinned, `` I do n't get to hold my excitement when Gryffindor scores. ``

At that mo, Samantha scored a destination, and all the Gryffindors jumped up, screaming and hollering with joy. Harry screamed the cheap of them all.

`` See what I mean ? '' Harry grinned, `` The stave always has to contain their excitement, in edict not to play favorite. ``

For the next minute, the plot continued with both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw scoring goal after goal. After the first initial destination, Ravenclaw caught up quickly and tied the match. Both teams showed surpassing accomplishment, and there had still not been any glimpse of the Snitch.

`` Now, this is Quidditch, '' Harry grinned and looked at Albus. `` This could be another for the phonograph record books. ``

Albus agreed, `` Yeah, we 've just got to trust that we can somehow get 40 spot ahead. ``

`` That could take a patch, '' Harry said.

`` Cable of Ravenclaw has scored ! '' Sweeney Todd shouted, `` 110-100 Ravenclaw ! ``

`` merlin ! '' Albus shouted. Albus looked out over the pitch. Heather was in self-command of the Quaffle again. Valentino was flying directly behind her and hit a Bludger towards her head. Luckily, she ducked at that very import and the Bludger wound up hitting Damien Waverly instead. Waverly slipped off his ling, but managed to hold on with one hired man. He got back on the broom and sent a cruddy look towards Valentino. In the meantime, Heather managed to seduce another goal.

It became clear within the next half hour of the secret plan, that the Damien Waverly had been injured by the Bludger. His coordination was all off, and he was having job catching the Quaffle. This, of course, worked to Gryffindor 's reward, and soon enough the sexual conquest was 120-150 Gryffindor.

`` Just one more goal, '' Albus said, `` One more and James can trip up the fink. ``

`` It 'll be heavily to keep up that 40 gunpoint trail, though, '' Harry pointed out. `` He 'll sustain to happen the Snitch soon after the goal is scored. ``

`` I hope he does, '' Rose said, `` I do n't think lusterlessness can pack much more of this. ``

Albus looked over at his friend and felt bad that he had become so absorbed in the game, that he had n't noticed how bad Matt looked. Matt appeared to have fallen departed and was leaning his head on Harry 's shoulder. He was wincing every once and a patch, much like he had been during the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin game. Why did they always schedule Quidditch couple around the total moon ?

Harry nudged matt gently until he woke up, `` Wha 's going on ? '' Matt asked sleepily.

`` You fell asleep, '' Harry said gently, `` You 're welcome to lean on me, but I was n't sure enough if you wanted to drop the match. ``

`` I do n't, thanks, '' matte replied, blushing a lilliputian, `` It 's bad enough having Malfoy see me precipitate asleep in course of study, but during Quidditch .... ''

`` I do n't think he can see you here, '' Albus said quietly, `` He 's on the other side of the stands. ``

`` Good, '' Matt responded. `` But I still do n't need to miss the peer. ``

Albus turned his care back to the lucifer. It seemed to be getting harder and harder for Ravenclaw to to rack up goals with only two chaser. Damien Waverly was flying more erratically by the minute and his teammates had long since stopped trying to have him the Quaffle. However, despite the difficulties, Ravenclaw was putting up a good competitiveness. Their other two pursuer were superb.

`` Burke scores ! '' Todd shouted out over the crowd, `` Making the score 130-150 Gryffindor ! C'mon, you can do it, Gryffindor ! Just two more goal and entrance the Snitch ! ``

`` patch, '' Albus sighed, `` So much for one more goal. ``

`` It 's all right, Al, two goals wo n't be hard, '' Harry shifted awkwardly to turn towards his son. Matt had fallen asleep on his berm again. `` ma'am Pomfrey did n't even want him to go to the match, '' Harry gestured to Matt. `` But I convinced her to let him. ``

`` Thanks, '' Albus smiled, `` He did n't need to overlook it, even if he is asleep during one-half of it. ``

`` well, Madam Pomfrey worries a lot, '' Harry told him, `` Frankly, she was n't too keen on James playing, either. Said he 'd just recovered from his duel with those Slytherins and he ought to be resting. But I insisted that he could play. ``

`` He seems to be doing fine, '' Albus said as he glanced out over the pitch shot. James River was currently circling above the residuum of the players. The Ravenclaw Seeker, Tyler Pike, was doing the same.

`` He is, '' Harry agreed, `` Staying out of the way, that 's the best strategy for a Seeker. ``

`` Gryffindor scores ! '' Todd exclaimed, `` chieftain Meyers has scored ! ``

`` See, Al, now it 's just one more goal, again, '' Harry said.

The game was now entering it 's tertiary hour. There was still no sign of the fink, which was good for Gryffindor, since they still needed to score one more than goal before St. James could catch it. About ten minutes after Samantha scored, heather managed to nock as well.

`` Yes ! '' Albus jumped up in his backside and shouted out in exhilaration. Now, James could grab the Snitch.

`` As long as Gryffindor can hold back their forty point lead, and catch up with the stoolpigeon, they will win the Cup ! '' Todd shouted.

Albus watched as James I started picking up speed and fly around the pitch, looking for the Snitch. But in the meantime, Dan Martha Jane Burk was once again storming up the sales talk with the Quaffle. He flew straight towards the Gryffindor finish and managed to score another goal.

`` hoot ! '' Todd shouted.

`` Language, David Smith ! '' Patil shouted next to him.

`` Sorry, Professor, '' Todd said, `` Now, Gryffindor must hit another destination in Holy Order to gain back the XL level lead. And they might be doing that now ! Fred Weasley has gained self-possession of the Quaffle. He passes to Meyers and then Meyers passes it back. Fred aims the Quaffle, and grudge ! Gryffindor has the 40 point leash again ! ``

The Gryffindors were all on their metrical foot now, shouting in excitement and chanting 'Go, James, go ! All of them except Matt and Harry. Somehow, Matt was managing to kip through everything, and Harry continued to let him lean on his articulatio humeri. Luckily, no one seemed to notice, besides Albus, John, blush wine, and Amanda. They kept glancing worried looks at Matt, but eventually, they got sucked up into the emotion of the plot and watched James II 's search for the Snitch.

`` And I think he 's seen it ! '' Sir Alexander Robertus Todd screamed, `` Yes, Potter has seen the Snitch ! He 's flying directly towards the undercoat. freeway has noticed it as well, but he is all the way at the other end of the lurch. I do n't think he 'll get there in time. No, he definitely wo n't ! ``

Albus watched as James flew closer and closer to the primer. Albus was sure as shooting he would ram into it, and watched nervously as King James I finally pulled out of the honkytonk, just in prison term. He flew back up a few feet, holding the struggling Snitch in his deal. Albus turned to his dad. `` We 've won ! We 've got the Cup ! ``

`` Gryffindor wins ! With 320 percentage point, Gryffindor has not only won the match, but they 've won the Cup as well ! Congratulations, Gryffindor ! '' Sweeney Todd 's voice rang out over the crowd.

`` matt, wake up ! '' lav nudged his booster awake, `` We 've won, wake up ! ``

`` Wha'? '' lusterlessness slowly lifted his headway off Harry 's shoulder and looked at all the excitement around him. `` Oh, right. Awesome ! ``

Harry stood up, grinning, `` I 'm going to go compliment Saint James. I 'll see you later. I 'll probably stop by the common room, for the political party. ``

Albus gave his dad a hug before he left, `` All right. See you later. ``

`` Let 's get back to the common room, '' Rose suggested as she watched matte rub his head, `` We 'll see James there. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus agreed. He knew Matt had no desire to join the mob of Gryffindors currently storming the pitch.

Despite their slow walk back to the castle and up to the one-seventh floor, Albus and his booster made it back to the common room before about of the former Gryffindors. In fact, the only other people there were a few honest-to-goodness student Albus did n't get laid, Amy, Victoire, and soul Albus definitely did n't anticipate to see.

`` Teddy ! '' Albus shouted as he spotted shimmy sitting succeeding to Victoire on one of the couch. `` What are you doing here ? ``

`` Came to see the compeer. James did brilliantly ! They could n't receive found a better searcher to exchange me, '' he grinned, `` And came to see Vicky 's commencement, of course. '' He smiled at Victoire and giggled.

`` Oh, right, '' Albus grinned, `` gladiola you came ! ``

`` Yeah, it 's bully to be back here, '' shimmy grinned, `` Well, I think I might go to Hogsmeade and find fault up some supply for the party. ``

`` Great ! '' Albus said, `` See you in a bit. ``

`` You, too, '' Teddy stood up. He gave Victoire a ready buss and exited the common room. It was really starting to fill up now, although the team had yet to arrive.

`` Are you going to stay for the party ? '' Albus quietly asked Matt.

`` I do n't call back so, '' Matt yawned, `` Think I might take a nap. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus responded. Matt left the radical and made his way through the crowd to the dormitories.

`` It 's so unfair, '' rose wine said softly as he left. Albus, John, and Amanda nodded in correspondence, but no one said anything else on the subject.

The group found tooshie at their common table and shortly after they sat down, James and the rest of the team came into the room.

`` We 've got it ! '' Samantha Meyers was the first to burst into the elbow room, holding the Quidditch Cup above her head. `` We did it ! '' She was positively beaming. The residue of the team climbed in behind her, all of them grinning from ear to ear. The full rough-cut room burst into clapping as soon as they were all inside.

`` Thank you, everyone ! '' Samantha shouted over the gang, `` I just want to say a few words. '' She waited until everyone was dumb. `` number 1, I just want to thank the totally squad. We could n't cause done this without any of you. We 've got a fantastic team here, and I 'm definitely going to miss all of you next twelvemonth. I especially want to felicitate James, '' she turned to James, who was clearly basking in the glory, `` You have done an outstanding job this unscathed year. Coming in as seeker, right after teddy bear Lupin, who was one of the best searcher this house has ever had. That, and being expected to last up to your dad 's report. fountainhead, all I can say is you have lived up to that anticipation. And I think you are definitely going to rival teddy bear as far as seeking attainment goes- ''

`` Ah, Samantha ! '' Teddy came bursting back into the common room, `` Am I missing you rambling on about my genius on the Quidditch pitch ? ``

`` Actually, no, shimmy, '' Samantha laughed, `` I was just saying how James I could apply you a run for your money when it comes to seeking. ``

`` wellspring, that 's no surprise, since it was Yours Truly who trained him, '' slip joked.

`` Oh, shut it, chemise ! '' Samantha replied.

`` And I get no credit entry at all ? '' Harry had come into the common room and was standing behind Teddy.

`` Harry ! '' slip turned around, grinning, `` sword lily you could come to the party ! I 've just gotten back from getting provision. ``

`` commodity, '' Samantha grinned, grabbing one of the bags and pulling out Butterbeers, `` Then let 's get this party started ! ``

The political party proceeded much like the one following the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match had, only even more boisterous. Teddy had not only bought stuff from Honeydukes, but from Weasley 's thaumaturge Wheezes as well. teddy bear treated everyone to a showing of everlasting flower Fireworks, which took the condition of Gryffindor lion, stoolpigeon, and broomsticks. Albus and his friends quite enjoyed it, and they also played beat after round of Exploding Snap. Just like the previous party, no one left for dinner. shift had bought enough food for thought that no one needed to. Even Harry stayed well into the evening.

`` You know, Rose, '' John the Divine said after what must stimulate been their tenth game of Exploding grab, `` I do n't call back I 've ever seen you without a script before. ``

Albus looked over at rosebush, who was indeed without any sorting of book. `` fountainhead, test are over now, '' rose wine laughed, `` I do take a rupture from studying every once and a while. ``

`` It 's just sort of shocking, '' john grinned, `` rise up without a book. ``

`` Do n't worry, '' Albus laughed, `` I guarantee you she 'll be back to studying within two hebdomad of going back home. ``

`` Oh, shut it, Albus, '' Rose grinned.

`` Hey, bozo, '' St. James the Apostle was standing side by side to their table, his grin still as big as when he first came into the room.

`` Oh, hi, St. James ! '' Albus replied, `` Congratulations on the match ! You did brilliantly. ``

`` Yeah, it was awesome ! '' can agreed.

`` Great job ! '' Amanda said.

`` It was great !, '' Rose said.

`` Thanks, '' James replied, `` You 're trying out next year, right Albus ? ``

`` Yeah, definitely, '' Albus answered, `` But I do n't fuck if I 'll piss it. I mean, the lone office open will be Samantha 's. ``

`` I 'm sure you 'll make it, '' James assured him, `` You 're a peachy chaser. ``

`` Thanks, '' Albus said quietly, his buttock turning a bit crimson.

`` Great party, huh ? '' James said, `` But where 's Matt ? ``

`` He, er, does n't feel good. He 's in the dormitory, quiescency, '' Albus answered.

`` Oh, I hope he feels better soon. He did n't look too good this dayspring, '' William James responded, `` Well, I 'd improve get back to the team. See you later. ``

Albus waved as James left and was absorbed back into the huge crowd in the room. It seemed as if every Gryffindor was in the common room. With Harry and teddy bear there as well, there was hardly room to move. Albus kind of liked it though. He was n't a huge fan of large crowd of people, but as long as everyone was n't focusing on him, he was ok with it. And now, the attention was definitely on James and the rest of the Quidditch team. Albus glanced around the room and saw that the stallion team was right at the shopping center of thing, along with Teddy and Harry.

`` Oh, hi, mat, '' rose said quietly. Albus turned his head away from the Quidditch team and saw that lusterlessness had come down from the dormitory. He was leaning on the board and looking very tired.

`` Hi, '' he mumbled quietly, `` I 've got to go now. I 'll see you tomorrow, probably. ``

`` Yeah, tomorrow, '' Albus agreed. During the past few months, Albus and the others had started visiting mat the day after every wax Sun Myung Moon. Ever since the first time they had done that, Matt had started getting more and more easy with the idea of his friends seeing him so soon after a shift. But Albus and the others had not visited him so early in the morning since. They now visited in the late afternoon, after classes were done for the day.

`` deficiency me to go with you ? '' St. John asked.

`` No, it 's ok, Amy 's going to, '' Matt replied

`` Ready ? '' Amy appeared future to Matt.

`` Yeah, I guess, let 's go, '' mat turned and started to walk towards the portrait hole. Amy followed closely behind.

`` net one here, until September, '' blush wine commented after they 'd left.

`` Wonder what it 's like at home ? '' St. John the Apostle mused.

`` Dunno, but I do n't think we should ask, '' Albus said quietly.

`` No, probably not, '' privy agreed.

Albus and his friends stayed up late into the night, playing secret plan of chess and Exploding grab. Harry spent most of the evening in the commons room, but he left around 9 pm. However, the party continued well into the wee hours of the morning time. It probably would have lasted much longer, but Neville came in around 1 am, and told them they had to go to bed. Apparently, the interference had carried into former parts of the castle and some of the early professors wanted to get some sleep. After Neville left, Albus dragged himself up to his dormitory. He was completely exhausted from staying up so late and fell asleep the moment his header hit the pillow.

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A/N : Thanks to my babe and beta, Dancer of Starlight, as well as my former sister and my comrade. Thanks also to BKL8008, inkheart, Moonylupin, and XDNLxtlz99 for their reviews ! There are only a few chapters left in this fib, just to let everyone know.

Chapter 38 : graduation exercise

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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`` May I have your attention, please, '' Professor Kendrick stood up and announced at the End of year Feast the a couple days later. Albus stopped talking to whoremaster and turned to face the Headmaster.

`` Thank you, '' Kendrick continued once the Great antechamber was quiet, `` What a year, what a year. It is hard to believe that it is now June. The year has ended with quite a stupor. I know that you all know by now what transpired on the terra firma this past week. ``

Albus glanced around at his cuss educatee and saw that they were all turning to stare at him. He sunk down in his seat a piffling bit and tried to invalidate their gaze.

`` I want to assure you all that the Aurors are looking for both Professor Washburn and Jarett Willinson, as well as Quinton Willinson. Whether this was an obscure attack, I am not sure. But whether there are more attacks to number or not, I am sure we will all stomach warm, and stand as one. Whatever is coming, we will deal with it. We have dealt with evil in the past tense and chances are we will cope with it in the future. '' Professor Kendrick paused and looked out at his students. Everyone had returned their gaze to him, and were no longer staring at Albus and his friends.

`` Now, onto lighter affair. I have a few proclamation, then the planetary house Cup needs awarding. starting time, O.W.L. and N.E.W.T. result will be mailed partway through the summer, as usual. Second, the graduation ceremony will take property tomorrow, at ten o'clock. And lastly, as common, I must remind you of the fact that using trick is prohibited while you are not in school over the summer.

`` And now, the House Cup. In last berth, Hufflepuff with 376 points. '' Kendrick announced. Albus clapped politely along with everyone else in the Hall. `` Next, Gryffindor with 413 decimal point. '' Albus groaned, as did everyone else sitting at the Gryffindor mesa. No doubt that the many stage Washburn took from all of them helped check that they did not get the family Cup. `` In back place, with 452 points, Slytherin. '' There was a bit more polite clapping, but none of it from the Gryffindor table. `` And in first home, Ravenclaw with 563 points ! kudos, Ravenclaw ! '' Kendrick waved his wand and the medal transformed from their common Hogwarts colors into the Ravenclaw blue.

Albus clapped his work force, while looking glumly at his home plate. Oh, well, there was always adjacent twelvemonth. At least they 'd gotten the Quidditch Cup.

`` I think that is all that needs to be announced, '' Kendrick said once the applause died down, `` And with that, love the feast ! '' Kendrick waved his baton once again and food appeared on all the plates.

`` We 'll win it next yr, '' toilet announced as he heaped his plate high with volaille, `` But you know what, I 'm going to lack this food over the summer .... ''

`` 'Course we 'll win it following yr, '' Albus agreed, `` Washburn wo n't be here anymore to call for off unjust points. ``

`` You do n't know who Kendrick 'll get to supersede him, though, '' Rose warned.

`` beneficial percentage point, '' Matt said as he buttered a small-arm of bread. He was still recovering from the wide-cut Sun Myung Moon and was n't that hungry. Normally, he would n't even be out of the Hospital Wing yet, but he had convinced Madam Pomfrey to let him attend the spread. `` Do you experience if your dad will be teaching DADA again following year ? ``

`` Dunno, '' Albus shrugged. He had n't really thought about it before, but Harry had come to teach DADA at a mo 's notice, and maybe Kendrick really did n't have metre to get anyone else. But now he 'd have the entirely summer.

`` Hope he does, '' lustrelessness replied, `` Otherwise, we 'll be getting two new teachers, and what are the chances that both of them will be nice ? ``

`` Not high-pitched, '' rosebush said. `` I like having Uncle Harry Teach here. I hope he comes back. ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus agreed. John the Evangelist and Amanda nodded.

`` Just desire our next magic spell teacher is courteous, '' Amanda said, `` Of course, it wo n't take a great deal, will it ? ``

`` Nope, '' rosebush replied, `` Wo n't pick out much at all. ``

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Albus awoke the next morn with just enough time to catch a quick breakfast in the Great residence hall before making his way to the grounds for the graduation.

`` We 'll see you after, when we 're getting on the geartrain, '' Rose said to Saint John and Amanda as she got up from the table.

`` Bye, '' Saint John mumbled, his mouth wax of toast.

`` Have fun, '' Amanda waved.

Albus and Matt waved as they followed Rose out of the room. `` Good matter it 's cheery today, '' Albus commented, `` Remember Teddy 's ? last-place year ? ``

rosebush laughed, `` Oh, yeah, how could I block that ? ``

`` What happened ? '' Matt asked.

`` Worst thunderstorm of the whole year, '' Albus grinned, `` It 's singular looking back on it, but it was n't then. We got soaked, despite the tent Kendrick put up. Not to refer the wind, thunder, and lightning. Scared Lily out of her judgement. Mum had to require her into the castle partway through. ``

`` gladiola it 's not like that this year, '' Matt agreed. The three of them walked onto the grounds and over towards the chairwoman that had been set up by the lake. people were already milling about and finding seats. Albus spotted his parents, grandparents, auntie, uncles, and cousins, all taking up practically half the seats.

`` There 's my mum and dad, '' Matt pointed to two people sitting down near where Albus 's Aunt Fleur and Uncle Bill were, `` Want to play them ? ``

`` Sure, '' Albus said and rosebush nodded.

lustrelessness started walking towards them, but once they noticed him, they came running towards the three of them and met them halfway. `` Oh, Matthew ! How are you ? Are you feeling ok ? '' A marvellous blonde woman with an Australian accent enveloped Matt in a pixilated hug.

`` Mum ! '' Matt said, his cheeks turning red, `` I 'm fine ! Really, I am. ``

`` Are you sure ? You look a bit wan. Did you sleep well last night ? '' the blond woman asked anxiously, with her arms still wrapped around her son.

`` I 'm sure ! I slept amercement, really, '' lusterlessness assured her.

`` Julie, I think he 's all right. '' The man, who Albus guessed was Matt 's dad, pulled the woman off of Matt. He also had an Aboriginal Australian accent and was improbable, with graying hair.

`` Oh, all right hand, '' the cleaning lady sighed, `` I just worry. ``

`` I know, so do I, '' the man said quietly, then turned to Matt, `` How was the end of term ? ``

`` Great, really. Well, with the exclusion of what happened with Washburn, '' lusterlessness told them.

`` And you wonder why I worry so much, '' the woman said to the man, `` I 'm happy everything else was exquisitely. ``

`` Oh, these are my supporter, '' Matt gestured to Albus and pink wine, `` Well, two of them anyway. Albus ceramicist and Rose Weasley. They 're both Victoire 's cousins, like I told you in my letter. Albus, rose, this is my mum and dad. ``

`` Pleased to meet you, '' blush wine smiled and shook their hands.

`` Hi, '' Albus shook their workforce after Rose.

`` howdy, beloved, '' the woman gave them a warm smile.

`` So you 're the ones who set off pyrotechnic in Professor Washburn 's class ? '' Mr. Eckerton asked.

`` Er, yeah, '' Albus answered nervously.

mat 's dad just laughed, `` That sounds like something I 'd deliver done in schooling. Of course, I did plentifulness of early poppycock .... '' Mrs. Eckerton gave him a stern look. `` Not that I 'm saying you should rip pranks like that, of course. You should do yourself in shoal, son, '' Mr. Eckerton said quickly to Matt.

Albus stifled a laugh and noticed his own parents, followed by his Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione walking over towards him. `` Hi, Mum and Dad ! ``

pink wine grinned and greeted her parents as well, `` how-do-you-do, Mum, Dad. ``

`` Albus ! '' Ginny let go of Lily 's hired hand and wrapped her son in a big hug.

`` Hi, Mum, '' Albus replied and rolled his eyes and Ginny finally let him go. He looked over and saw that Rose 's parents were doing the like affair with her.

Albus gestured to Matt and his parents, `` This is our acquaintance, Matt. Well, you already know him, Dad, '' Albus laughed, `` But anyway, these are his parents. And Matt, Mr. Eckerton, Mrs. Eckerton, those are my parents, and my Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione, who are Rose 's parents. And my niggling sister Lily and Rose 's trivial blood brother, Hugo. ''

`` Nice to take on you, '' flatness 's dad stuck out his bridge player. `` Walter Eckerton. And my wife, Julie. '' The adults spent a few minutes exchanging hand shakes and pleasantries, while Albus and rosebush introduced Matt to Lily and Hugo.

`` How 'd you get those track ? '' Hugo asked Matt loudly, gesturing to the partially healed baseball swing on Matt 's arm. Since the full moon was only a match sidereal day ago, they still had n't completely healed. `` Didja get 'em from that duel with Professor Washburn ? '' Victor-Marie Hugo said excitedly, `` 'Cause that was awing. Wish I 'd been there. I woulda blasted him all the way from here to Hagrid 's Hut ! ``

`` Er, yeah, they 're from the duel, '' lustrelessness replied quickly.

`` Wicked ! '' Hugo grinned. `` Ca n't wait until I can come here. ``

`` Just another year, Victor-Marie Hugo, '' Albus smiled at his cousin. `` But do n't count on getting to duel with evil instructor. I 'd rather not possess had to do that. ``

`` Me and Lily acted out the duel, did n't we, Lily ? '' Hugo told them. Lily nodded her fountainhead. Victor-Marie Hugo continued, `` I got to be Washburn, only I won. Lily ran away. ``

`` Did not ! '' Lily shouted.

`` Did too ! '' Hugo shouted back.

`` Thomas Kyd, calm down, '' Ginny said sternly.

`` Mum, can Matt get along arrest with us over the summer ? John, too, but he 's in the castle. They can come for mine and Rose 's birthday party, '' Albus asked.

`` I do n't see why not, '' Ginny smiled, `` As long as it 's ok with his parents. ``

`` Can I go last out with Albus ? '' Matt asked his parents, `` Please ? ``

`` I do n't know ... '' Mrs. Eckerton looked worriedly at her husband.

Mr. Eckerton glanced at his wife and replied, `` We 'll possess to cerebrate about it. ``

`` Oh, come on ! Please ? '' mat pleaded, `` I 'll be fine. Albus even said they 'd have the company at, a, good sentence. ``

Harry seemed to becharm onto what the Eckertons were worried about and gave them a meaningful regard, `` I understand your headache, but I 'm sure Matt will be fine if he stays with us for a few twenty-four hour period. And we will schedule the political party at a good time. ``

The Eckertons still did n't look convinced, but matt 's dad said, `` He probably will, but I 'd still like to utter it over with Julie. We 'll get back to you, all right ? ``

`` That 's fine, '' Harry replied.

flatness groaned, `` You worry too lots. ``

`` Sometimes we have to occupy, '' Matt 's mum told him, `` You know that. ``

`` I know, '' matt sighed.

`` I think the ceremonial occasion 's starting now, '' Harry announced. `` We 'll be in touch with the details of the party. ``

`` audio good, '' Mrs Eckerton replied.

`` See you after, flatness, '' Albus waved. He and Rose followed their family line to the chairs that were set up on the lawn. Albus sat down in between rose wine and Harry and waited for the ceremony to begin.

There was a large level set up in nominal head of the death chair, with a tall podium embossed with the Hogwarts crest. side by side to the podium was a tabular array piled with Hogwarts sheepskin. All the seventh years sat in the first few course of chairs, dressed in their contraband Hogwarts robe and a maven 's hat.

After a few second, in which everyone who had been milling around and talking came and sat down, Professor Kendrick strode up to the dais and began to speak. `` Welcome, friend and family, to the graduation ceremonial occasion of the Hogwarts Class of 2017. I remember the first time these students stepped foot into Hogwarts. Many were excited and just as many were scared and skittish. Some thought they knew all of Hogwarts 's secrets, and others hardly knew anything about the Wizarding domain at all. But that did not topic. Because now, they all stand as one, equally ready to take on the humans around them. I believe that majuscule affair will happen to the citizenry in this category and that they will do bang-up things.

`` This division is a special one to me. Every year at Hogwarts is limited, but the twelvemonth I became Headmaster was the year this class came to Hogwarts. I think that I was just as nervous as they were, if not more so. '' Kendrick paused as the hearing laughed. `` And I remember each one of their sorting. I remember Tyler state highway tripping over his own feet as he made his way to the feces. He 's certainly issue forth a foresighted way from that, becoming captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. I also remember Olivia Kaden 's smile as she was sorted into Hufflepuff and ran to unite her sister at that table. And who could forget the aloud cry of glee from shimmy lupin as Victoire Weasley was sorted into Gryffindor. ``

Professor Kendrick continued his words for another ten second. After he was done, each of the oral sex of planetary house went up to the rostrum and gave a speech as well. Albus liked Neville 's lecture the best. He talked about how proud he was of each and every Gryffindor that was graduating that day, and what made them special. Albus found it a bit hard to pay attention to Professor Patil 's speech about the Ravenclaws because she used such big words that Albus hardly knew what she was saying. He assumed it all meant that Professor Patil knew that all the Ravenclaws would wind up making great contributions to the Wizarding World in the discoveries of respective things. Professor Polo gave a good actor's line about the Hufflepuffs, and then Slughorn gave one, but it did n't focalize much on the Slytherins. His speech mainly consisted of listing who he had taught at Hogwarts, and how famous they are now. He spent a honorable portion of it talking about how he had taught Harry. Albus saw his dad grimace as Slughorn mentioned what a marvelous potions brewer he had been. Albus had to asphyxiate a joke at that, because he knew the story of Snape 's potions Good Book and how Harry had wound up with it in his sixth year.

prof Kendrick took the podium once Slughorn had finished, `` Thank you, Professors Longbottom, Patil, Polo, and Slughorn. Now, two striking students shall mouth on behalf of their class. first-class honours degree, heading Boy Tyler Pike. And then, Head Girl Victoire Weasley. ``

Tyler throughway took the podium and began his words. It was a long-winded language fully of more words Albus did n't understand, much like Professor Patil 's had been. Must be a Ravenclaw thing, he thought. Albus glanced at Rose and noticed she was paying rapt care. Maybe she should take in been in Ravenclaw.

Once Tyler concluded his speech, Victoire stepped up to the podium. She waited for the crew to give up their hand clapping for John Tyler 's lecture and then she began. `` Wow, what a unhinged seven years it 's been ! '' she paused and smiled at the hearing. `` I remember our first day here. I was scared, we were all scared. short first years, lost in a sea of honest-to-goodness scholarly person, and now we 're at the top. Over the yesteryear seven year we have not only catch an Education Department that will do us throughout our entire lives, but we have forged friendships and memory that will last a lifetime. retention. In the end, that 's all we 've got. I know I speak for us all in saying that the retention we 've made here at Hogwarts are some of the expert we have. It has n't always been gentle and not all the memories are good ones. We 've all lost the House Cup at least once in the retiring seven twelvemonth, we 've lost Quidditch peer, failed mental testing, and had fights with Friend. But now is n't the time to dwell on those memories. Right now we should call up the safe time. The times we did win the House Cup, the spectacular wins in Quidditch, the mental test we 've aced, and the fact that our friendships are strong enough to withstand a few rows.

`` I 'm sure we all have mixed intuitive feeling about leaving Hogwarts. I know I do. This castle has been our home away from home for the past seven years. A adept portion of our life history have been spent here. It will be sad to leave Hogwarts behind, but this moment is what we 've been working towards ever since we stepped off the wagon train when we were 11. Hogwarts has prepared us, not only academically, but socially, for the humankind before us. We are cook, we can go into the world and make something of ourselves. When you look out at the grade behind me, do n't just look at us as the Hogwarts Class of 2017. Look at us as the future Healers, Aurors, researchers, and who knows, maybe even the future Minister of trick. So, in determination, we are gear up to face the world. Whatever it has in store for us, we will be able to take it on. Using our unlike talents, we as a grouping will be able to take whatever the mankind has to drop at us. ''

The audience broke out into loud applause. Albus clapped along with them. He thought Victoire 's speech had been much amend than Tyler 's and judging by the hand clapping, everyone else thought so, too. The applause died down as Victoire went back to her seat and Kendrick took up the dais once again.

`` Thank you, Tyler and Victoire, '' he nodded his head in their direction, `` Now it is time to give the diplomas. '' Kendrick waved his verge and the podium moved to the side, while the tabular array with the diplomas moved to the center of the stage. The four heads of household got up and stood next to the tabular array. Kendrick stood on the early side and picked up the first sheepskin. `` Katelyn Isabelle Asterly, '' he called out.

A tall, red haired Hufflepuff stood up and walked over to the headmaster. She took her sheepskin and shook Kendrick 's paw. Then she shook all the psyche of theatre'hired man and walked off the stage. She walked the short distance to the lake. Albus watched her and noticed that Hagrid was standing there. The boats they had crossed the lake on earlier in the twelvemonth were sitting on the calmness water.

The headmaster continued to call off public figure. Albus recognized a few of them, but well-nigh of them were people he had just seen occasionally.

`` Amy Marie Eckerton, '' Kendrick called out a curt patch later. Albus and Rose clapped loudly as Matt 's sister accepted her diploma and walked over to the growing group of seventh years near the lake.

Albus watched as Kendrick called out more names. He recognized the two Slytherins that had hexed him earlier in the year. Neither he or Rose clapped for them. They politely clapped for everyone else. Albus also recognized the Quidditch captain, Samantha Meyers and clapped a bit louder for her.

The crew of seventh years on the stage diminished until there were only two left. `` Victoire Fleur Weasley, '' Kendrick announced. Albus and rose clapped flash than they had for anyone else as their cousin-german shook Kendrick 's hand. Albus heard slip whistle and pass on a loud shout of 'Go Victoire !'as she shook Neville 's deal. Professor Patil shot him a posterior looking and he quieted down. Albus had to choke a gag. Even after you graduate, you still have to heed to the professors, he thought.

`` Cameron Alexander Zabino, '' Kendrick called once Victoire had crossed the stage. A burly looking Slytherin accepted his diploma and joined his class by the lake.

Kendrick waved his wand and the table disappeared. The podium moved back to the eye of the stage and Kendrick stood behind it. `` In the past seven years, the students in this course have learned a keen muckle about magic and life in general. These skill will help them as they pursue the life history and dreams of their choosing. It is time for them to travel from Hogwarts, on the Saame gravy boat they arrived her on seven years ago. The first time they crossed this lake, they were both excited and scared about what Hogwarts had in shop for them. As they cross the lake once more, they are more confident, but still excited and a bit frighten away about what the world has in shop for them. I know I speak for us all when I say I 'm sure as shooting they will do not bad affair. ''

Kendrick nodded his chief towards the radical of seventh years. The educatee climbed into the boats and Hagrid got into the one in strawman. He brandished his pink umbrella and bellowed, `` Forward ! '' The sauceboat all started moving, taking the one-seventh years away from Hogwarts and towards the new adventure that awaited them as adults.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and Beta, Dancer of Starlight, my early baby, and my brother. Thanks as well to Moonylupin, ladymblack, sinwillys822, and XDNLxtlz99 for their recapitulation !

Also, if anyone picked up on the fact that this took position in 2016/2017, whereas the Harry ceramist Lexicon indicates that Albus 's world-class twelvemonth would have been 2017/2018, I figured out the dates differently than the mental lexicon did. I used Victoire 's birthday ( May 2, 1999 ) and figured out that her 7th year would hvae been 2016/2017. I know the Lexicon figured it out differently, but I 'm sticking with my own calculations.

There 's only one chapter left ! I 'll station it next week and then search for the sequel, which I 'll brand sometime after Christmas !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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The audience stood up and applauded as the boat left. A few the great unwashed cheered and whistled. Albus could get a line Teddy 's shouting over everyone else 's. After a few minute of arc, people started to provide.

Albus and rose said a quick goodbye to their families before heading off to the horseless carriages that would take them to Hogsmeade station. They got into a go-cart with Matt and the carriage lurched forwards to direct them to the caravan.

`` John and Amanda must already be on, '' Albus said as they walked down the corridor in the train.

`` Probably, we 're some of the last single on, '' Rose pointed out. They continued to depend into the compartments before they found the one that their friends were in.

`` How was the graduation ? '' John the Divine asked once the compartment threshold was shut once again.

`` Really proficient, '' Rose said.

`` Yeah, teddy kept shouting and whistling and professor Patil was glaring at him, '' Albus laughed.

`` And Victoire 's speech was really salutary, '' Matt told them, `` Much better than President Tyler Pike 's speech. ``

`` I could hardly translate a word of it, '' Albus commented.

`` I thought it was a adept actor's line, '' Rose responded, `` It was all about how the division needs to use their natural endowment and acquirement to further onward motion the Wizarding macrocosm. ``

`` Well, he could have just said that, '' Albus huffed, `` He did n't get to construct it so crashing confusing. ``

`` I got told off by him once, I could n't understand anything he was telling me, '' John laughed.

`` He 's just got a big vocabulary, '' Rose insisted, `` Anyway, the graduation was really safe. ``

`` Yeah, but it 'll be weird succeeding class when Victoire 's gone. She 's starting breeding to be a therapist next year, '' Albus told them and turned to matt, `` What 's Amy doing ? ``

`` She 's going to be a therapist, too, '' Matt told them, `` She 's going to work with Healer Sterling this summer, actually. She, er, wants to get involved with the study I 'm in and material. ``

`` Oh, is that the healer who 's in explosive charge of it ? He 's the one who Albus saw in the Hospital Wing a couple months ago ? '' John asked.

`` Yeah, '' Matt told them, `` Amy 's wanted to be a Healer and piece of work on the Wolfsbane Potion ever since she saw me after the full-of-the-moon Sun Myung Moon for the first clip, '' he said quietly.

`` That 's good, '' Amanda said, `` Maybe she 'll actually find a cure. ``

`` Maybe, but probably not, '' Matt replied sullenly.

`` So, what are you doing in Ireland, Amanda ? '' Rose asked after a moment of awkward silence.

`` Mainly just sight seeing and material, '' Amanda answered, `` It 's going to be really fun. I 've always wanted to go there. ``

`` There 's all kinds of history there, '' Rose told her, `` There 's a gang of wizarding hamlet there, too. I 'd love to go and visit them. ``

`` That would be fun, '' Amanda agreed, `` But I think we 're sticking with the Muggle hooey. ``

`` Oh, right, '' Rose said, `` Well, if I ever go to Ireland, you can number with me and we 'll look around all the wizarding villages. ``

`` I wish I was going to Hibernia over the summer, '' privy announced, `` We 're not doing anything. Just staying home. ``

`` Us, too, '' Albus said, `` go year we went to France. ``

`` That was loads of fun ! '' blush wine grinned, `` I want to go back. ``

`` The funniest part was watching James try and speak French to all the French people, '' Albus laughed. `` But this twelvemonth we 're just staying plate. ``

`` We never go anywhere, '' matt told them. `` Well, we did go see my uncle in America a couple years ago. I was eight. But we have n't been back since. It 's really expensive to ride on Muggle aeroplane, and we always go to Commonwealth of Australia every Christmas, '' he sighed. `` I 'd rather just impose my uncle than my grandparents. ``

`` I 've never been to America, '' John told him, `` What 's it like ? ``

`` Different. The Muggles drive on the wrong side of the road, '' matte said, `` But it was piles of fun when we went. I think we might be going next year. ``

`` Well, you can all come visit me and Rose for a little while, '' Albus told them, `` We usually have our natal day company at the Burrow, but you can fall stay at my house before it. ``

`` That would be awing ! '' Saint John grinned, `` I 'll just Floo to your station. ``

`` Yeah, that would lick, '' Albus agreed, `` And hopefully your parents will let you come, matte. ``

`` I think they will, '' Matt responded, `` But we 're not connected to the Floo network. ``

`` You 're not ? '' Albus asked, `` Why ? ``

`` Basically, because of what happened in Australia with the Ministry and everyone finding out about me. My parents just want to lay low here, and if we 're not on the mesh, that 's one less way of the Ministry tracking us down. Of form, my dad works for the Ministry, so I 'm not exactly sure what my parents'logical system is. ``

`` Oh, '' Albus said, `` Do you just Apparate everywhere ? ``

`` Pretty much. Well, I Side-Along Apparate, of course. But that works to get where we 're going. My parents will just Apparate me to your house, '' Matt told them.

`` That 'll run. ``

`` And you can come halt at my family, '' Rose told Amanda.

`` Ok, but I ca n't do any sort of shadow or Floo, '' Amanda said.

`` It 's all right, my parents can drive. We 'll come get you, '' rose wine assured her.

`` Great. I ca n't waitress to see your house. I bet it 's a lot different from mine. I 've never been in a wizard house before, '' Amanda said.

`` So, is your whole family going to be at the tunnel ? '' john asked.

`` Pretty practically. We usually have a few parties there during the summer. A few of our cousins have summertime birthday, too, so there are a few other birthday parties. rosebush and me always have a shared one, though, since we 're the same age. Samantha and Lindy 's birthday is in the first of July, so they get a party. Fred, Bradley, and Gabriella are all born in Aug, like Rose, so they all have company, too. But theirs are usually at their own theatre. Then there 's the end of summer party, that 's always at the end of Aug, '' Albus told him.

`` Excellent. There 'll be some awesome Quidditch matches, then ! '' John grinned.

`` Oh, yeah, Quidditch can get pretty exciting during the summertime, '' Albus responded, `` There 's usually so many mass that we can get a really tourney going. ``

`` That 'll be loads of fun, then. And my dad said he 'd get me a broom this twelvemonth, '' John the Divine told them.

`` Great ! You can institute it with you. I 'm asking for one for my birthday, '' Albus said.

`` I 've got a heather at plate, '' matte said, `` I 'll bring it, too. ``

`` I obviously do n't ingest one, '' Amanda sighed, `` Maybe I can convince my parents to get me one, but I doubt it. As very much as they 've grown habitual to magic, the melodic theme of flying still freaks them out. ``

`` It 's all right hand, '' pink wine said, `` There are plenty of brooms in our category, someone will let you borrow theirs. ``

`` speechmaking of Quidditch, I think the Chudley cannon are going to take in a real come-back next time of year, '' Matt grinned.

`` Ugh ! '' Albus groaned, `` You 're kidding, right ? There 's no way they could ever cause a come back ! ``

`` Yeah they can ! '' lusterlessness insisted, `` And someday, they 'll take a leak it to the League Cup and I 'll go and fend for them ! ``

`` The day the Chudley Cannons make it to the conference Cup is the day Gryffindors and Slytherins get along, '' John laughed.

`` You 'll see, they 'll get to the League Cup. And then they 'll win it ! '' Matt said excitedly, `` I want to go to the adjacent one, even if the Cannons are n't in it, though. ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus agreed.

`` I 've been to the macrocosm Cup once, '' Matt went on, `` When I was four. I can hardly remember it, but Amy says we had really dear place. It was in Commonwealth of Australia, I think it 's one of the only clip it 's been there. It was the New Zealand apteryx versus French Republic. Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault won. ``

`` That must ingest been amazing, '' King John grinned.

`` Yeah, I 've been to regular matches, but not the public Cup, '' Albus said.

`` well, I hardly remember any of it. I mostly remember Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault 's celebrating afterwards, '' matt said, `` Just like I 'll be celebrating when the carom win. ``

Everyone else groaned. The chemical group kept talking about Quidditch for a while, and they all agreed that they wanted to go to the adjacent Cup. No one knew where it would be, but they wanted to go even if it was far away.

Once they 'd exhausted the topic of Quidditch, they played a match rhythm of Wizard 's chess and Exploding grab. Rose won all the game of chess and while they each won at least one turn of Exploding Snap, Rose won about of them as well. When the trolley came around, they bought a bit of everything and had fun eating Bertie Botts noodle and trading Chocolate Frog bill of fare. Albus had most of the cards by now, but he was still did n't have McGonagall.

Towards the end of the slip, everyone quieted down a bit. Rose dug out a book and started reading, Amanda doodled on a firearm of parchment, St. John and Albus started up the Quidditch discussion again, and flatness fell asleep. Albus and Gospel According to John were just beginning to discuss the probability of Puddlemere United making it into the next League Cup when the compartment door opened. Victoire and Amy walked into the compartment, both sporting vast grins.

`` So, how 's it feel to have graduated ? '' Rose asked, putting down here book.

`` Brilliant ! '' Victoire said, `` We 've been celebrating with everyone else, but thought we 'd arrive see you. What have you been up to ? ``

`` Not much, just talking about Quidditch, '' Albus said.

Victoire sat down succeeding to Rose and Amy sat down next to her sleeping sidekick. `` Of course. That 's one thing I 'll definitely omit next year, '' Victoire sighed, `` I 've never been very good at Quidditch, but I love watching it. ``

`` You can follow back to spotter, '' Albus told her, `` You 've got to. I 'm going to try out for chaser next year and if I make it, I want you to come to the matches. ``

`` I will, at least some of them, '' Victoire assured him, `` But I 'll be pretty busy side by side year. healer training is pretty intense. ``

`` You 'll be trade good at it, though, '' rose said, `` Both of you will be. ``

`` I hope so, '' Amy said quietly as she looked at mat, `` It 'd be great to see a better version of that potion .... ''

`` If anyone can do it, you can, '' Victoire told her, `` You 've always been the Charles Herbert Best at Potions in our year. I 've just barely squeaked by. I really hope I got at least an E on my N.E.W.T. If not, I ca n't become a Healer. ``

Amy blushed, `` Well, I 'm not that great at it. I 'm certainly you got an E on your N.E.W.T. ``

`` Where do you train to be a Healer ? '' Amanda asked, `` Is there a university or something ? ``

`` There are some classes, of class, but it 's not like a Muggle university. And there 's lupus erythematosus schooling than Muggle Doctor of the Church need. We do a couple old age of classes and interning at St. Mungo 's, '' Amy told her.

`` Yeah, we 're going to get a flat in British capital sometime this summertime and split the rent during the training, '' Victoire added.

`` Can I go visit you ? I want to see your flat, '' Albus asked.

Victoire laughed, `` Of course you can. ``

Amy stretched her arms and got up, `` Well, we 're almost there, so I think I 'll go get my hooey ready. You coming, Victoire ? ``

`` Sure, we could probably get in a bit more lionise before we 're in London, '' Victoire grinned. `` See you guys in a short while. ``

Albus waved as his full cousin and Amy left the compartment. The remainder of the journeying was uneventful. Albus played another round of Exploding press stud with John and Amanda and then he dozed off for a bit. The succeeding affair he knew, John was shaking him awake when they were in Jack London. Albus yawned and started putting all his things back in his bag. He joined the crowd of students heading out of the wagon train and walked onto the political platform with his acquaintance.

`` There 's my parents, '' mat pointed to the left field and Albus saw the Eckertons talking to his Uncle beak and aunt Fleur, `` I guess I 'll probably see you guys this summertime, if my parents let me make out. ``

`` They will, '' Albus said adamantly.

`` They 'd better, '' John the Divine laughed.

`` I hope so, '' Matt responded quietly, `` Well, I 'll let you know if I can, Albus. See you soon, I hope. ``

`` Definitely, this summer will be awesome ! '' Albus grinned, `` Bye, Matt ! '' John, Rose, and Amanda all said goodbye as well.

`` Bye, guy rope ! '' Matt waved and walked over to his parents. Albus watched as Mrs. Eckerton pulled him into a pissed hug. She reminded Albus a lot of his grandmother.

`` You should see your parents so they can meet ours, '' Albus told whoremonger and Amanda.

`` Good idea, '' John looked out among the crowd, `` Oh, they 're over there. Hey, Mum ! Dad ! '' he shouted.

A man and woman walked over to John, the cleaning woman shaking her head and the man laughing. Three little girls followed them. `` mustiness you be so loud, dear ? '' the cleaning lady asked.

`` Mum, what a way to recognise me after you have n't seen me in month, '' lav grinned.

`` Oh, come here, Johnny, '' the woman smiled and wrapped John in a hug.

`` Mum ! '' John 's cheek reddened and he pulled away. `` Hi, Dad. ``

`` Hello, can, how was the rest of term ? ''

`` Great ! ``

`` Albus ! rosiness ! '' Harry said from behind Albus.

Albus turned around, `` Hey, Dad ! Hi, Mum, Lily, Hugo, auntie Hermione, Uncle Ron. '' Albus and Rose exchanged greetings with their parents and sib while John continued to tell his parents about school. Lily and Victor-Marie Hugo seemed to hit it off with one of John 's Sister and they were running around the chopine, trying to get each other to eat the disgusting flavors of Bertie Bott's.

Amanda had meanwhile found her parents and brought them over to the group. They both looked a bit uncomfortable among all the Wiccan and sensation, but seemed to need to get together Albus and the others.

Rose seemed to subscribe charge of all the origination. `` Ok, Mum, Dad. These are mine and Albus 's friends, lav and Amanda. '' The next few minutes were spent with all the adults shaking hands and introducing themselves. rosiness and Albus told Saint John the Apostle and Amanda 's parents about their birthday party and it seemed like both John and Amanda would be able-bodied to go. After a few hour of discussing particular, John, Amanda, and their families said sayonara to the potter and the Weasleys and headed back into London.

`` Ready to go, James ? '' Harry shouted to his previous son who was standing a few meters away, talking to Nathan.

`` Yeah, Dad, just a indorsement, '' James shouted back. He said something else to Nathan and then walked over to his family.

Albus and the sleep of the potter walked back out of the station with Rose and her family. Albus was tired from the journey home and did not say much. He was thinking about the past times year. It had been outstanding. certainly, the whole altercation with Washburn had been scary, but that was over now, and his dad was taking care of that at the Ministry. He was happy he had made a few good friends and was very glad that lustrelessness trusted them with his closed book. Albus was looking forward to the summer and having Saint John and Matt visit him at Grimmauld stead, but in all honesty, he was looking forward about going back in September. He had only been at Hogwarts for a class, but it already felt like a second home to Albus.


~Fin~


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A/N : Well, there it is, the hold out chapter ! It 's a bittersweet moment to cease posting this here. I 've been working on this news report for over a year, and even though I finished it last April, I 've been editing it as I 've posted it here.

Thanks go out to my tremendous beta and vernal baby, Dancer of Starlight. She 's been reading this and betaing it ever since I started writing it in September of 2007. I 've bounced ideas off of her and she tells me whether they 're ripe or they 're awful. My other sister and my brother have also been extremely helpful. Thanks to them as well !

Thanks as well to all my faithful reviewer. XDNLxtlz99, sinwillys822, Moonylupin, and ginnyweasleypotter87, you guys are awesome !

Albus 's story is far from over, though ! Be on the lookout for the sequel, Albus thrower and the lead They Left Behind, sometime shortly after Noel ! It chronicles Albus 's second yr at Hogwarts and is filled with new characters and plot ! It is completely finished, so updates will be on a regular fundament. I 'm currently working on the nameless fib of Albus 's third year.

I 'll impart you with that rather farsighted bit of source 's notes. I hope everyone has a Happy Hanukkah, Merry Noel, and Happy other Holidays !