A/N : This chronicle describes how Albus, lustrelessness, Amanda, whoremaster, and blush wine get their Hogwarts letter of the alphabet. Each chapter contians lyrics from a song by Jared Joseph Campbell. Each chapter 's name is a lyric from the like song. The story is named after his Sung, living Is Good.

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

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reason destiny, it 's in my way
and I do n't cause the longanimity to put lifespan on hold,
I think I 'm holding out for something more.
~Fate, Jared Campbell



Eleven-year-old Albus Severus Potter was standing in strawman of the window in the draftsmanship room of his London house, Grimmauld plaza. He had been standing perfectly still for the past two transactions, watching as a dot in the sky got larger and turgid until it was placeable as an owl.

The owl was close now and it looked like it was heading heterosexual for Grimmauld blank space. It was fill up enough for Albus to note its ruffle brown feather and the letter of the alphabet wrapped around its legs. Albus gulped and he rubbed his sweaty hired man on his pants.

Watching for the morning Emily Price Post had become a mundane for Albus over the preceding few days. As soon as he woke up, he would remain firm by the windowpane waiting for the owl that he knew would arrive soon. The owl from Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry that would bring him his adoption letter. Albus 's older brother, James IV, had received his letter a year ago, in mid-July, and Albus was sure his would come at roughly the same time.

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

Albus sat down on the lounge and slowly turned the varsity letter over in his hands. He swallowed backbreaking and began to spread it with shaking hands. He pulled it out of the envelop and learn it.

Albus closed the alphabetic character, grinning to himself. It had finally arrived. Albus had been kind of anxious about it the entire summer. He knew it would arrive, but after days of no hooter from Hogwarts, he had gotten a bit worried.

Albus stood up and ran to the stairs. He had to heat James up. Henry James had been teasing Albus ever since he returned from Hogwarts, telling him he would n't get his letter. Albus knew James River liked to joke, but it had gotten a bit irritating by the tierce week.

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

Albus glanced around the room, trying to think of a creative way to wake him up. He wished he had a verge and could spirt urine in James 's human face.

Albus decided to just go with the old standby 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, Saint James 's optic shot open and he jumped back. He hit his point 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 dawn, '' Albus said, `` Sorry about your question. ``

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

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

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

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

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

Albus shrugged. He sort of doubted Lily would consider 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 old age to go.

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

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

James was entering his second yr and was determined to get Gryffindor 's new Seeker. He had been practicing all summertime on one of their mum 's old brooms. James 's birthday was in November and he had been giving their parents not so pernicious tinge about a new broom ever since he returned domicile 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, '' James replied and laid back down.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ginny rolled her eye as she put her denture in the cesspit. `` We 'll see about that. ``

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

Albus turned around and saw that she had a hair brush stuck in her hair and her eyes were welling up with tears.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

`` I wan na have got it ! '' Lily shouted.

`` No, '' Albus shook his head.

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

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

Lily crossed her arm across her breast. `` amercement. I want to go to Hogwarts, too. ``

`` You 're not old enough. You just hold to be patient, Lily, '' Ginny told her.

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

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

Albus poured himself a bowling ball of cereal and sat down just as the hearth lit up with fleeceable flames. It cleared a few irregular later and out stepped a boy in his late teens who had greenish blue colored hair.

`` shimmy ! '' Albus shouted and jumped up from the board, `` I got my varsity letter just now ! '' Albus handed teddy bear his letter.

`` Brilliant, '' teddy grinned and scanned Albus 's letter, `` 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, '' teddy bear groaned, `` But I suppose you 're correctly, too. ``

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

`` Anyway, I just stopped by to say hi on my way to work, '' Teddy said as he grabbed a musical composition of toast off Harry 's plate.

`` And to steal my nutrient, '' Harry muttered.

`` That, too, '' Teddy grinned, `` I 'm working at the Diagon Alley shop 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. rosiness probably got her letter today. ``

`` Sounds good, '' teddy said as he stepped back into the hearth and disappeared in green flames.

******

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

Albus had been to Diagon Alley numerous fourth dimension before, but there was something very charge up about going there to buy supplying for Hogwarts. He was getting to do everything James had done the previous 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, rosiness and Victor-Marie Hugo, in front of Gringott 's. Rose was a couple month younger than Albus, but would be turning eleven in August and would be going to Hogwarts as well. Victor Hugo was Lily 's age.

`` Where to first ? '' Harry asked.

`` Olivander 's ! '' Albus announced.

`` brandish and Blotts ! '' rose wine said excitedly.

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

`` You 're mental, pink wine, '' King 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 Wizard Wheezes, '' Victor-Marie Hugo suggested.

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

Everybody groaned, but followed Harry down the street anyway. Albus sighed to himself. That was always how his dad settled arguments. He 'd break up what nobody had suggested.

The trip to the Apothecary was quick. cipher really wanted to linger in there. Albus did n't particularly savour the place. It had an odd smell to it and there were caldron full of things that looked like they were decaying.

After the pill pusher, they went to Madam Malkin 's, which was boring as well. Albus just did n't detect buying vest very exciting. It seemed like his dad was doing the most tire shopping first.

Finally, after a long trip to Flourish and Blotts, Harry announced that Olivander 's was next on the list. Albus and Rose ran ahead of the rest of the grouping 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 dustup of wands that were behind him.

Olivander took measurements and then walked to the back of the shop. He returned with a few wand just as the residual of the Potter and Weasley families entered the shop class. Olivander greeted them and then handed Albus and Rose each a wand.

Albus smiled as he held the baton in his hand. It was an unlikely belief ; holding a wand that could be his. He waved it and the windowpane behind him exploded.

James burst out in laugh as Albus 's human face turned bright red. He set the wand on Olivander 's desk and looked sheepishly at his family. Harry grinned and repaired Olivander 's windowpane with a wave of his own wand.

`` Perhaps this one, '' Olivander handed Albus another wand, `` eleven and a quartern inch, Ash, phoenix feather. ``

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

`` Excellent, '' Olivander grinned.

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

The adults decided that it would be best to inflict Eyelops last since both Albus and Rose were getting owls. They did n't want to have to have a bun in the oven the bird of Minerva around all day.

Jesse James was asking to go to Quality Quidditch supply every five second 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 scepter. ``

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

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

Albus followed George into the depths of the shop. He was not at all surprised that his uncle was assisting him with buffoonery. George was the proprietor of Weasleys'Wizard Wheezes and was fabled at Hogwarts as one of the most mischievous pupil ever to attend.

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

Albus grinned as he took the box of sweets to make one ill. He had heard many a story from his parents, aunt, uncles, full cousin, and James about how slow professor Binns'classes were.

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

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

`` Oh, I 'm surely they are, '' George V 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 curiosity Fred was in detention every calendar week last year ! ``

Albus laughed as he took a pack of dung bombs off the shelf. His cousin Fred was George VI 's son and just finished his third gear year at Hogwarts. Fred had taken after his father as far as pranking went.

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

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

`` Harry ! '' Teddy burst out of the back room and joined the group, `` Getting Al all the pranking products he 'll postulate this year ? ``

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

`` I am not buying this stuff and nonsense for Rose, '' Hermione stated.

After a few more minute of arguing, Hermione gave up and both Albus and Rose had bagfuls of Weasleys'production. James River had replenished his stash as well and Albus had a feeling he 'd use everything up within a month.

George V closed the shop class so he and shimmy 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 days and now it was finally happening.

James finally got to go to calibre Quidditch supply after dinner and got his too soon birthday present. Albus was slightly jealous about this, but knew that he could n't have his own ling at Hogwarts anyway. He was determined to stimulate it onto the Quidditch squad eventually, though.

The last stop of the day was Eyelops Owl emporium, which was a place Albus was almost as arouse 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 years, '' Harry replied.

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

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

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

There were hooter of all size and vividness. White one, black one, and speckled ones. humble one, large ace, and sensitive sized ones. Albus walked slowly through the shop and looked at each owl. His eyes rested on an owl with gleaming topaz optic and dark brown feathers. The owl had a few flecks of white on its header and it was staring directly at Albus.

Albus walked over to the owl and gave the owl a pat on its head. The owl gave a balmy darn and Albus knew it was the one for him. The owl flew onto his shoulder joint 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. ``

`` Name 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 percent prospect that you might. ``

Albus was stunned. It was so obvious. There was a 25 percent chance that he 'd be in Slytherin. After all, there were four star sign. But the thought of being in Slytherin had never crossed his creative thinker. He always thought he 'd be in Gryffindor, where everyone in his whole kinsperson 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.

`` prepare 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 shop and to the Leaky cauldron. In two months, he 'd be at Hogwarts. The place where his parents went and most of the rest of his menage. The place he had been impatiently waiting to go to for years. He could n't suppose of a time in his life where he had been more rouse. All he hoped was that he would curve up in Gryffindor and maybe, just maybe, he would be able to make a name for himself.


But he knows that it 's going to be all correct
Cause the making love that he 's got will keep him warm through the night
Life is sound, life is good
~LIfe Is trade good, Jared Campbell


Eleven-year-old Matthew Conan Eckerton was sitting below a large oak Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree in his backyard. His middle were closed and he was resting his head against its raspy trunk. The sun was beating down on him through the limb above. For the yesteryear hr, the only sound had been the occasional bird chirping or cow mooing. Then a loud revving broke the silence.

Matt slowly opened his eyes and squinted in the brilliant sunshine. He glanced around to try and find out where the noise was coming from. In the distance, he saw the farmer riding his tractor through the Fields that surrounded Matt 's house.

Matt lived in the body politic, far from any towns. His theatre was on an acre of property that was surrounded by farmland on three sides and a forest on the other. The nearby farmer owned all of the surrounding farmland and was regularly seen plowing or performing other tasks. The Farmer 's house was quite far away, although Matt could see it from where he was sitting. former than the farmer, Matt had no other neighbors.

Matt 's parents, 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 retiring five and a half old age, over half his lifetime, he had been enduring irritating transformations every month that left him exhausted and fed up. As if he could be anymore strange, the wolf's bane Potion which normally enabled a werewolf to maintain his mind during full moons, did not form for Matt.

That particular day happened to be the day of the good moon. In only a few forgetful 60 minutes, Matt would be locked in a room in the basement and go through the painful translation into the wolf.

As the full moonshine was only a short while away, flatness was already feeling the effects of it. A few days beforehand, he would tire quickly and get a lot of headaches. He also lost his appetite. At the moment, he had a splitting head ache which was not helped by the tractor, but felt too exhausted to move. He closed his heart and tried to push aside the hammer in his header and the tractor 's roaring.

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

Matt opened his eyes again and saw his sister, Amy, walking towards him. `` I 'm over by the tree ! '' he shouted.

Amy ran the residual of the distance and sat down adjacent to him. Her blonde pilus was thrown up into a messy ponytail and flying everywhere as she walked.

`` Thank Falco columbarius, '' Amy sighed, `` I could n't chance you anywhere. You know Mum does n't care it when you go outside the day of the full Moon. ``

lustrelessness groaned inwardly. His mother was extremely overprotective, in his judgement. 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 imagine going outside was going to hurt. He liked going outdoor before full phase of the moon lunation since he 'd be cooped up inside for a few day afterwards.

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

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

Amy grinned as she handed Matt 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 magic 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 varsity letter telling them mat could n't go to, 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 headmaster if mat would be able-bodied to attend. He said he could not.

Everything got forged from there. someone who held a grudge against matte 's dad at the Ministry announced to the entire state that lustrelessness was a wolfman ( 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 regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. After that, the man who had announced Matt 's lycanthropy became the head and passed legislation restricting the rights of werewolves.

Matt 's parents sent varsity letter to legion former schools asking if he could attend. Hogwarts school day of witchcraft and wizardry in Scotland said yes. Matt 's dad found a job at the British Ministry, in Werewolf Support Services, and they moved. animation had been better since then. Amy had a concentrated metre adjusting, but eventually began to savor Hogwarts.

Due to all of this, flatness knew he would get a varsity letter from Hogwarts this summer. He had been waiting for it for weeks since he had no idea when it would arrive, but had momentarily forgotten about it that day. Despite knowing it was going to come up, there was something very exciting about it actually arriving.

Matt slowly peeled back the Navy SEAL and opened the envelop. He pulled the letter out and carefully unfold it.

`` Merlin, you 're dumb with that ! '' Amy exclaimed, `` I think I nearly ripped my letter from Commonwealth of Australia when I got it. ``

`` That 's why I opened mine slowly, '' flatness smirked. He looked at the missive and read it aloud. There was a post script at the end, one that lustrelessness knew the ease of his fellow students would not have received.

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

Matt folded the letter 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 overjealous of Amy for class. Every clock time she got to go shopping for supplies and then speed away on the Hogwarts limited, he watched with envious eyes.

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

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

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

`` I got my supply list, too, '' flatness said as he pulled out another piece of lambskin, `` You get yours ? '' Amy was entering her seventh and final examination year at Hogwarts.

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

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

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

`` You wo n't tell her I was out here, will you ? '' matte asked as he stuffed his letter of the alphabet 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 planetary house. The thing Matt hated even more than the actual transformation into the wolf was how nauseated he felt the days leading up to it. It was like getting the flu once a month.

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

`` I am going to omit so many category during the full moonshine, '' Matt groaned.

`` Yeah, you probably will, '' Amy agreed, `` But the teachers are nice so you 'll be able to becharm up. Well, most of them are courteous. Washburn 's a smutty piece of work, but the rest are decent. And it 's not necessarily a bad thing to miss chronicle of Magic. There 's usually about a one-fourth of the people in my course of instruction using Puking pastil or nosebleed Nougats before that class. You 'll receive a built in alibi once a calendar month. All the rest of the kids in your grade will be jealous. ``

`` I doubt that, '' Matt said darkly. Ever since he had first seen the sweets in a Skiving Snackbox, he was bewildered that people would actually eat sweets that would piss you ill. He just could n't wrap his mind around actually wanting to be ill, even to drop a tire class. He 'd rather sit through the class.

`` Just go on an outdoors psyche, '' Amy shrugged, `` There have been quite a few times where I would rather be in the hospital backstage than in family. ``

Matt groaned and closed his eyes. He wished he could go all seven years at Hogwarts without ever setting base in the hospital offstage, but that was n't going to happen.

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

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

`` When I woke up this cockcrow. ``

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

Matt heard the door open a here and now later and his mum walked in, her sleeve laden with grocery bags.

`` Amy ! '' she shouted, `` Can you issue forth help me with these bags ? ``

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

The bags dropped to the floor with a thump and lustrelessness heard footfall coming closer. He felt his female parent kiss his os frontale and ruffle his blonde hair.

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

`` Tired and I 've got a headache, '' mat mumbled.

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

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

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

matt squeezed his middle shut tighter. No wonder he felt awful ; he had a feverishness. Now he was sort of glad he came inside when he did.

`` I got my Hogwarts varsity letter, Mum, '' he whispered.

`` That 's wonderful, love, '' she replied, `` We 'll go shopping in a few solar day. ``

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

Matt cracked candid his eyes 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 course, honey, '' his mum said as she rubbed his back, `` Just go to sleep now. We 'll spill more about it tomorrow. ``

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

******

`` lustrelessness, '' person whispered as they shook him.

flatness opened his heart and saw his dad bent down in figurehead of the sofa. `` Hey, Dad. ``

`` I just heard you got your Hogwarts letter, '' his dad smiled, `` extolment. ``

`` Thanks, '' matt whispered.

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

matt watched his dad walk into the kitchen and closed his eye once more. He drifted off to sleep again, trying not to think about what would encounter in an hour.

After what seemed like only a few proceedings later, Matt woke up in a low temperature perspiration with an awful head ache that no potion could ever help with. He sat up and looked out the window. It was dark, but he did n't call for 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 transformation did. It was dread. He always tried not to cry, but it never worked. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to keep the tears from leaking out.

He heard three sets of footsteps 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 clip, '' his dad said quietly.

lusterlessness shakily stood up and his parents helped him lurch towards the basement door. He could discover Amy 's footfall behind them. nonentity said a password as they walked down the stairs and towards his transformation way.

Matt sat down on the padded story as soon as he got into the room. His school principal was spinning and he did n't opine he 'd be able to remain firm up much yearner anyway. His parents and Amy each gave him a hug and then left the elbow room. They did n't say anything, but there was nothing to say. He 'd done this so many fourth dimension there was n't really any item in his parents saying anything. He knew they 'd be there in the morning.

The door locked as his parents and Amy left, and lusterlessness let out a loud sigh as he sat down. This was it. Another full moonlight. There was nothing he could do now but wait.

For years, he fought the variety. He 'd clinch his hands and jaw and try to foreclose the transmutation, even though he knew it would n't bring. The only time he had n't fought it was the number one one, where he had no melodic theme what was going to happen. For the secondment one, he knew what was going to bump. He was only six, but he understood and he fought it with every part of his being. Now, five and a half years later, with five and a half years of trial impression that it would n't solve, he still fought it.

Matt did n't have to wait long for the shift to begin. His headache became unbearable and he felt his stomach pitching. 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 clump and let out a piano groan. He could feel his essence beating a mile a minute. His breathing was short and labored. It felt like he could n't take a breath. He always tried not to squall, but that never worked either. He felt his clappers breaking and elongating and pilus sprouting everywhere.

He let out a forte belly laugh and clenched his heart as pain coerced through his torso. No sum of previous full moonlight would ever get up him for the painful translation. zip helped with it either. His parents had given him so many different potions, but nothing decreased the pain.

His head was always the terminal thing to go. lusterlessness hated that. He wished his mind would go first. Then he would n't have to remember the actual transformation. He always wished he 'd pass out before the transformation began, but that never happened.

matte took a few more ragged breather and cried out in annoyance. He sat up and looked at his hands, which were quickly turning into paws of the wildcat. He felt dizzy. The world was spinning around him and it felt like fog was clouding his mind. He let out one to a greater extent scream and the world disappeared.

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The wolf slowly stood up and took in his surroundings. It was dark and there was a faint look of bloodline and human lingering in the air. He was also trapped, again. The wildcat was always trapped. He began to pace around the room and look for an escapism route. It was n't there. There was never an relief valve road.

The wolf stood up on his hind stage and pointed his snout towards the ceiling. He let out a recollective ululation and then glared at the inverse wall. He got back down on all four-spot and charged at it, slamming his read/write head into the abnormally easy wall. He stepped back and repeated the procedure again and again.

He was alone. Alone and trapped. Every individual full moon, the wolf was alone and stuck in the small aggrandise way. He wanted to get out. He wanted to get out and witness the hoi polloi he could faintly sense beyond the walls.

However, there was no way out. No matter how many fourth dimension the wolf rammed his head into the paries, he could not cave in it. Eventually, he sat down in the center of the room and howled once more. He then proceeded to bite at his own consistence to relieve the impulse to attack something.

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lusterlessness cracked his eyes spread out and tried to lift his head. A stabbing pain fled through his head and he dropped it back down onto the pad trading floor. He closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on breathing. Each unforesightful, labored breath hurt. He could n't even visualize out which parts of his body hurt the worse. Everything hurt. From the top of his chief to his toes.

`` Mum ? '' he said hoarsely. His voice was little more than a whisper. He knew there was no way his female parent could get a line him, but he called her figure anyway.

The door clicked a short while later, but for matte it felt like an eternity. Whoever came in the room made no sound as they walked across the mattress covered floor. They put a cloak over him and then picked him up. A wave of dizziness come over him as he was lifted up.

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

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

The next thing he knew, he was laying in his soft bed with level of blankets on top of him. He could feel the warmly sun shining through the windowpane. He opened his center slowly and blinked as they adjusted to the brightness.

His body still ached despite the potions he knew his parents had given him. His oral sex was throbbing dully as well. forged 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 full synodic month when he was by himself ? He could n't even get up when he transformed back the side by side first light. His parents always had to carry him back to his room.

His parents. mat felt a jolt in his tummy as he realized that they would n't be there every total moon when he was in school. They had been there for every full Moon 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 admit it, but he was scared about doing it by himself. He knew he should n't be ; he was eleven old age old for Merlin 's sake. Eleven-year-olds should not be afraid of going to schooling and being away from their parents.

It was a practical take, he assured himself. That was all. He could n't physically plow with full lunar month by himself. That was why he was worried about going to school. It was n't like he could n't deal with being away from home.

Then there was the issue of his schoolmate. What if they found out ? It was n't like he could sneak away for the to the full moon and be back in his dormitory the side by side break of the day before his roommates woke up. He 'd be in the Hospital Wing for at to the lowest degree two days. He doubted he 'd be able to go to classes the day of the full moon and he usually needed two daylight to recover. That was three Clarence Day of overlook classes, but more importantly, it was three days of disappearances to explain. What was he going to say ? People did n't normally get upchuck that much.

It was a stupid idea, he thought, going to schooltime. He bit his lip and tried to stop the tears from welling in his centre. Why did n't his parents just home school him ? It would be easier. They were both well-educated in most aspects of deception. If his parents had just decided to home school day him, they could throw stayed in 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 right hand of werewolves had been passed. They were originally going to incite so he could go to school. But then his dad lost his job. It was n't entirely Matt 's fault 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 have lost his job. So, for all purport and purposes, his family had moved because of him. He could n't not go to shoal after all they 'd done for him. He 'd just have to absorb it up and deal with it, no matter how terrifying the prospect was.

`` Matt, are you arouse ? '' Amy peeked her brain into his room.

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

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

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

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

It was kind of foreign since Amy normally had quite the temper and was very impatient. Their mum had once told Matt that she took after his grandmother, but Amy would never hold to it. The two of them did what they wanted and often disregarded other people 's emotions.

Amy used to be a lot like that with lustrelessness, too. When they were youthful, 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 closed circuit. She really had no idea what went on during replete moons.

Then life as they knew it fell apart in Australia and Amy began to realize what went on. She did resent matte for months about having to act, but eventually got used to Hogwarts. Then, the initiatory full moon after her fourth year, she stayed at home during the full moon Moon and saw Matt afterwards.

Amy never told mat what she had thought of seeing him after a transformation, but her action spoke more than words would have. She stayed by his incline after every to the full lunation that summer. A few calendar week after that number one full moonshine of the summer, she announced that she was going to become a healer and hoped to discover a version of the wolfsbane Potion that would lick for Matt.

Matt had been a little shocked 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 uranology. If anyone could come up with a undecomposed version about that potion, it was Amy. She had the skills, interests, and motivation to do it.

`` Actually, '' his phonation caught in his throat, `` I 'm not that great. ``

Amy crawled up the bed and laid down next to him, her mouth turning down in a frown. She grabbed the potion off the table and handed it to him. `` What hurts ? You should bring this potion, it 'll help oneself. ``

`` It 's not that, '' Matt swallowed the potion in one gulp, `` I mean, my school principal hurts but no worse than common. It 's, '' he paused, `` It 's Hogwarts. I 'm just not certainly if I should go ... '' his voice trailed off.

Amy put her arm around Matt 's articulatio humeri 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 poor fish, '' Amy said quietly, `` They 've always been there for every full lunar month. But I think you 're wrong. You can do it without them. ``

`` How ? '' lusterlessness 's voice wavered, `` I ca n't even get back up to my way without them ? How in the epithet of pigeon hawk will I get from that hutch in Hogsmeade back to the castling ? ``

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

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

`` Well, I do, '' Amy said, `` And she 's one of the squeamish adult at Hogwarts. She 'll assist. And I 'll be there too. I 'll be there for your entire first off class. ``

`` And you 'll be there ? Can you go to the hutch with Madam Pomfrey ? ``

`` Of course, '' Amy nodded, `` And I 'll stay at the Hospital annexe with you except when I 'm in class. ``

Matt nodded. He felt a picayune better knowing that Amy would be there with him. She could practically do everything in order to heal his trauma after the full moon. Their parents had been teaching her ever since she was 15 and she had actually been performing them ever since she turned seventeen. But he still felt queasy about the whole thing.

`` I know you 'll still miss them, '' Amy said quietly, `` And there 's nothing wrongly with that. I was so homesick during showtime twelvemonth and I did n't have to deal with turning into a skirt chaser once a month. I imagine that 'll make it even worse. ``

Matt turned to his sister and laughed. He form of like how she just stated what was unfeigned and never tried to damp it.

`` Yeah, probably, '' he replied.

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

matt shrugged. Making friends was another affair he was worried about. He did n't really have many friends. He occasionally spent time with some of his dad 's coworkers'kidskin, but did n't know them very well.

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

`` You will, '' Amy said.

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

`` They wo n't find out, '' Amy said adamantly, `` You 'll constitute batch of friends. Victoire said a few of her cousins are starting this class and they 're certainly to be in Gryffindor like you will be. ``

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

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

Amy glanced at her ticker. `` Just after one. I should let you kip. ``

lustrelessness nodded. `` Ok. Thanks. '' He was pretty tired. He did n't normally hold such long word with Amy so soon after the good moonlight. He usually slept until dinner time.

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

Matt rolled over in bed and huddled under the many blankets. He closed his optic 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 recap !
Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry ceramicist 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 brain
And there 's something that she feels but she has n't found the words
~It 's Love, Jared Campbell


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

Amanda had always enjoyed recital. Ever since she was a short girl, playscript had been some of her best acquaintance. They were big company when she was sad or bored or just wanted to scat into a different world for a piece. beneficial of all, books never made fun of her.

Amanda had always been shy and she was the first to hold it. She did n't have very many Quaker and tiddler her age tended to appease away from her. This was most likely because unusual things always happened around her.

She was only five when she first realized that she was different. Amanda, her older baby, Jen, who was nine at the sentence, and a few of her Sister 's friends were playing international. They decided to trifle hide and go seek and Amanda climbed the bounteous tree in their backyard and hid amongst the leg. Jen, who was 'it', had the hardest time finding her. In fact, Jen never found her. Amanda did n't leave the tree diagram until their mom called them in for a snack.

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

When she was a mere five substructure from the dry land, she suddenly stopped falling. Then, she glided lightly to the ground, and landed softly on her base. Amanda looked around and saw Jen staring open-mouthed at her. Their female parent, who had seen Amanda falling, ran from the theater and checked her over. She was completely all right, salvage for a few minor scratches and contusion. No one knew why it had happened, but Amanda 's mother said an angel must have been looking out for her that day.

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

A small, relatively harmless tornado had somehow descended upon a few boy who were chasing her when she was eight. That incident was what caused about of the other kidskin her age to steer pull in of her.

There was one missy who did not care that unusual thing happened around Amanda. Jamie firm, Amanda 's best acquaintance since Kindergarten, never cared about the strange incidents. She actually thought they were queer. Amanda and Jamie were inseparable at school.

However, Jamie was currently spending a few hebdomad with her grandparents in Scotland. Without Jamie 's company, Amanda had spent most of her time indication. There was n't really anything else to do. Jen was XV and the last thing 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 cycle in the empty-bellied lot down the road with the other neighborhood boys.

Amanda was left with her book for company, not that she really minded. She was getting a bit ungratified, though. She stood up opened her bedroom doorway. Maybe Jen was n't on the computer and Amanda would be able-bodied to go online. Jamie managed to get on trice messager ever so often at her grandparents'house and Amanda had talked to her a few meter over the past week.

The bell rang just as Amanda was leaving her room.

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

`` Sure, '' Amanda said as she passed Jen 's room. She peeked inside and saw that Jen was in the process of straightening her clear brown hairsbreadth. Jen had straightened Amanda 's honey blond hair a few meter, but Amanda actually preferred it with its lifelike svelte wave. Jen hated her own curly haircloth, though.

Amanda ran down the stair and towards the threshold. She pulled it open and saw a man wearing the unusual getup she had ever seen anyone wearable on a day that was not Halloween. It looked like a black commencement exercise robe. The man himself looked relatively sane, though. His blonde hairsbreadth was neatly combed and he smiled when Amanda opened the door.

`` Hello, '' he greeted her, `` Are your parents home ? ``

`` 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 deal something.

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

`` time lag rightfulness here, '' Amanda said and went to ascertain her parents, `` Mum ! Dad ! There 's some fella at the door who wants to speak to you ! ``

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

`` Nothing ! '' Amanda replied.

Mrs. Tagger, a short, plump woman with flecks of grey in her dour brown hairsbreadth 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 instructor at a private school day and I 'm here to inform you that your daughter has been accepted. ``

`` Jen ? '' Mrs. Tagger asked, `` I was n't aware she applied to any private schools. ``

`` No, '' the man shook his head word, `` 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 junior-grade school she was attending in the pin.

`` 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 epithet has been down since she was born. ``

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

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

`` I think you 'd better, '' Mrs Tagger said in barely more than a whisper.

The man stepped inside the house and followed Mrs. tagging program into the den. Amanda followed and sat down on a chair while the strange man took the lounge.

`` Henry ! '' Mrs. Tagger shouted down the basement stairs, `` You 'd meliorate fare on a higher floor ! ``

A minute later a tall man with a messy electric shock of blond hair on his foreland walked into the room with Mrs. Tagger.

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

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

`` Professor ? '' Henry raised his eyebrows.

`` He told me Amanda has been accepted to a private school. One that her name 's been down for since birthing, '' Sarah explained, `` Did you subscribe her up without telling me ? ``

`` No, '' Joseph 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 cast Neville had just vacated.

`` I teach at a boarding shoal 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 girl is a witch. ``

Amanda was gladiolus she had been sitting down. If she had n't, she surely would own fainted. She stared in stupor at Neville. What did he mean, glamour ? Amanda had read many story about beldame. Some had good enchantress and others had bad witches. Which beldam was she ?

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

`` What are you getting at ? '' H said defensively, `` If this is some sorting of prank, it 's not funny. ``

`` It 's not a japery, '' Neville said calmly, `` legerdemain does be. Witches and adept have been hiding their existence for coevals. I teach at UK 's only school of magic. ``

`` What do you instruct ? '' Henry asked.

`` Herbology. The survey of magical plant. ``

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

Neville grinned and pulled out his baton. Amanda stared at it. A veridical magic verge. Just like the 1 she 'd register about in books.

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

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

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

`` That is glorious, '' Amanda grinned, `` Can I teach how to do that ? ``

`` When you are honest-to-god, yes, '' Neville replied.

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

`` Brew potions, various charms, disappear and reappear in a new place- ''

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

`` Sure, '' Neville replied. He disappeared from the room with a tacky whirl and then was back a few secondment later.

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

`` Language, Jennifer, '' Sarah warned.

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

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

`` hold, wait ! '' Henry shouted, `` What if we choose not to let her attend this seat ? ``

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

`` henry, are you really so gullible ? You ca n't honestly think there is a schoolhouse of magic ! '' Sarah shouted.

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

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

Sarah shook her mind. `` No. Amanda, you just want it to subsist. conjuring trick is n't real. It 's fancy. ``

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

Sarah 's face went pale lily-white and she turned to H. `` Yes, '' she whispered, `` Many fourth dimension. ``

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

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

`` That 's fine. But she wo n't ever get word to control her magic and she will preserve to cause strange things to pass. ``

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

`` sword lily to see 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 while of paper that had a list of supply written on it, including a caldron, wand, and spell books. Amanda had about a million questions. Where could she buy a real sceptre ? Had they gotten the platform awry ? There could n't be a political platform 9 3/4, could there ? What did the letter mean, broomsticks ? Did witches really ride around on ling like they do in book ?

`` I 'm home ! '' the front doorway slammed shut and Max ran into the room, his dark hair disheveled and his face coated in grime. He stopped at the sight of Neville and grinned. `` Nice costume, but Halloween 's not for a few month. ``

`` It 's not a costume, '' Jen said, `` He 's a wizard. He teaches at a schoolhouse of magic and he 's here to recount us that Amanda is a witch. ``

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

`` You 'll obtain out the summer you are eleven, '' Neville answered.

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

`` 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 teach how to control my thaumaturgy. I wo n't be the weird female child at Hogwarts. ``

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

`` I will, '' Neville nodded, `` Actually, if you 're not fussy today, I could assume you to Diagon Alley. That 's the shopping region where you will be able to purchase everything Amanda needs for Hogwarts. It 's in London. ``

`` We 're not fussy, '' Henry said, `` We 'll just wait for Max. ``

Amanda grinned as she reread her letter over and over again. She still could n't conceive it. A witch. She was a real crone ! Amanda always knew she was dissimilar, but she never imagined it would be like this. She pinched herself to earn surely 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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twenty-four hours are different then they were before
And we both exchange
It 's only getting better
~Only Getting punter, Jared Campbell


Eleven-year-old John Malcolm Brickston was running around in a large circle as fast as he possibly could. He, along with two early male child, was spinning the carousel in the Park across the street from his theatre as fast as he could. A fourth boy was on the whirligig shriek in delight.

It was a daily thing for trick, playing with the former male child in his region at the park. They particularly liked spinning each early until they felt sick on the carousel. other natural process included trying to push each former off the monkey measure and jumping off of the golf shot. They often spent all day doing this, until one of their mother called them inside.

John had fun playing with the former son from his region even though he was quite unlike from them. Saint John was a wizard and all of his neighbourhood acquaintance were Muggles. John 's fellowship was the only wizarding family bread and butter in a neighborhood of Muggles. He did n't mind, of course. He was actually glad he lived in a neighborhood full of masses to roleplay with, rather than in the middle of nowhere like so many other magician did. nearly of his cousin did n't have any close neighbor.

Without the neighbourhood boys around, the just citizenry john would have had to play with were his sisters. John had three of them and while he loved them, they got on his nerves. They were all unseasoned than him and drove him mental on a day by day foundation.

Despite having so many Muggle friends, john could not look to get to Hogwarts where he could meet other wizard his age. He knew a couple witches and thaumaturgist his age whose parents worked with his dad, but he did n't see them too often. Then there were his cousins, but they were all younger than him.

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

`` Enough, enough ! '' the boy on the carrousel shouted.

lav and the other two male child stepped back and watched it slow down down. Once it had almost stopped, the boy jumped off and stumbled around, falling on the ground. trick and the others crowded around him.

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

`` Johnny ! '' individual shouted from the entrance to the park.

lav turned his mind towards the vocalism and groaned. It was his mother. The previous day she had made him watch over his little baby when they played at the park and he really did n't want to do that again. But his Sister were n't with his mum, so maybe she wanted something else.

`` What ? '' john shouted.

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

John 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 base now ? '' St. John the Apostle asked as he reached his mum, `` It 's not dinner sentence. ``

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

That was probably the but thing she could experience said to make John no longer mind leaving his friends. He grinned and ran to catch up with his mum. Now it was functionary, he was going to Hogwarts !

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

At any given moment there were probably five or six little kids at John 's firm. He had a lot of cousins who were all younger than him. His mother was a stoppage at household mum, but a few of his aunts worked outside the base. They often dropped their fry off at John 's household while they were at work. Or when they had to go shopping. It was just another reason why St. John the Apostle enjoyed spending his exempt time outside, away from the niggling kids.

That day, all his piffling baby were home, of course. Plus, his cousins Isabelle, who was ten, and Isabelle 's three-year-old sis, Alyssa.

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

toilet nodded and stepped over a mass of Wendy witch dolls that Ashtyn, his nine-year-old sis must have left in the doorway.

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

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

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

`` It 's here somewhere, '' Jan said as she rifled through a mint of postal service, `` I just had it a bit ago. bent on. ``

John sighed as he leaned against the rampart. He could n't await to get to Hogwarts. Then he would n't have to grapple with all his fiddling sis and cousin-german anymore. He would be in a place where he was one of the youngest people. That rarely happened. lav had always been the oldest, the one who was expected to be mature.

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

John grinned. He may be expected to be mature, but he was n't. Pulling prank was one of his favorite thing to do and the droppings bomb in the toilet never got old, especially when Ashtyn was on the receiving end of it.

Jan sent him a withering aspect. `` I cringe to think about the amount of owls I 'll be getting from professor Kendrick about the mischievousness you get into next year, '' she sighed, `` Ashtyn, just flush it like common ! ``

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

Jan groaned and walked over to the two girls, who were still fighting over a stuffed firedrake. Jan wrenched it from Amelia 's work force and stuck it up on a high shelf. She continued searching for can 's alphabetic character while Gemma and Amelia complained.

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

Three-year-old Alyssa was holding a torn envelope in her hands and giggling playfully. Gospel According to John grabbed it from her and she burst out tears. Jan picked her up as John took off for his bedroom, the only toddler free position in the integral house.

The letter was n't completely destroyed, a good deal to John the Evangelist 's easement. He had caught Alyssa before she was able-bodied to do a lot of damage. The envelope was completely illegible, but the letter inside was spared from tears and baby slobber.

John tossed aside the damp envelope and unfolded the letter. He grinned widely as he read it, even though he already knew the gist of what it said.

He was in ! John laid down on his bed and stared up at his ceiling. Of course he was in. There was never any uncertainty. Everyone in his entire household had gone to Hogwarts for as far back as anyone could recollect. As far as he knew, his family did n't stimulate any Squibs.

trick had been looking forward to Hogwarts for a very long time. His parents had all sort of taradiddle to secern of the place. Although, their Education had been interrupted due to the final battle and Voldemort 's frustration. They had only been first long time at the sentence and Hogwarts had closed for a year in rescript for it to be rebuilt. But after that, his parents had had a somewhat normal education.

There were all sorting of things that John was looking forward to. The Sorting ( 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 plebeian way. 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 tricker when he was in school. John could n't waitress to pull some pranks of his own. His dad had promised to get him well supplied with stuff and nonsense from Weasleys'Wizard Wheezes, although his mum was n't too well-chosen about it.

John remained in his room for the rest of the afternoon. A glance out the window told him that his Muggle friends had left the ballpark. It would have been boring for him to go back. Instead, he stayed in his room and pulled out his old but trusty Nimbus Two thou and One.

The heather had been his dad 's when he was at Hogwarts. John grabbed a feeding bottle of fine-tune and began to rub it into the worn wood. Jeff had given it to John when he was only five and John had been flying on it ever since.

If whoremaster had to break up the one thing he was most looking forward to at Hogwarts, it would be Quidditch. Gospel According to John had been flying for as long as he could recall and he had hopes of making it onto the Gryffindor Quidditch squad. If he was sorted into Gryffindor, that is. He just hoped that there was a beater position unfold at the right hand time. He doubted he 'd get chosen as a beater in his second year due to the fact that beaters were generally quite a lot adult than the quietus of the musician. But if a beater position opened when he was in fourth or fifth year, he just might make it.

Isabelle and Alyssa had left by the prison term john 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 ? '' John asked as he grabbed a carrot out of a bowl.

`` I do n't make love, '' Jan replied, `` Your Aunt Jodie is working tomorrow and I have to watch Stephanie as well as the twins. I do n't particularly want to drag on three supererogatory tike to Diagon bowling alley especially when two are babies. It may have to look until the weekend. And delight do n't eat the cultivated carrot. ``

John sighed and sat down at the table. He did n't need to wait until the weekend. He wished his mum did n't look on all of his piffling cousins all the clock time.

`` I 'm home plate ! '' someone shouted from the den.

lavatory jumped up from his president and ran into the den. He saw his dad brushing ash off of his smart honey oil therapist gown. Gospel According to John grinned as he saw his great-great granddad 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 grandpa, Zander Brickston, was over one hundred twelvemonth old but was usually healthy as a hippogriff. He was a bit senile and unretentive at sentence, but it never bothered him. He was often the life of the party, too, despite his age. John loved him.

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

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

`` fountainhead done, Johnny-Boy ! '' Zander gave him a surprisingly impregnable clap on the back, `` Great place, Hogwarts. topper years of my life, except for the fourth dimension I found myself in professor Dippet 's office. You 'd best stoppage out of there. ``

`` prof Dippet 's been dead for years, Gramps, '' John laughed.

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

Dinner was lively that evening, as it always was when Zander was there. He dominated the conversation with stories of his own years at Hogwarts. John was sort of storm he remembered them so well. He told of the time he and his protagonist went for a swim in the Shirley Temple Lake at midnight during the full moon in January. The nurse had not been pleased when they showed up at the hospital wing with slight event of hypothermia. She scolded them and told them if they were stupid enough to swim in the lake during Jan, they could at least use cold-repellent magic spell on themselves.

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

Other news report included the many put-on he pulled on the Slytherins. 'Pranking 's a Brickston tradition ,'he told John solemnly. The times he snuck out of the castle and into Hogsmeade. The clock time he fell asleep during his History of conjuring trick O.W.L. ( `` What do they anticipate, when Binns makes you fall asleep during stratum ? '' ) Sneaking about the castle at Nox with whatever girlfriend he had at the metre. 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 potential, even more excited about Hogwarts after hearing all of the narration. He wanted to swim in the Black Lake in the middle of winter. He wanted to snarf out of schooling to go to Hogsmeade. He wanted to paint half his boldness red and the other half gold for the Gryffindor-Slytherin Quidditch match.

St. John the Apostle did n't know how he was going to be able to look two solar day until Saturday to go to Diagon Alley, let alone await the month and a half until he 'd be able 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 trail by even slower than those age had.

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drive there 's so often yet to see, that I have n't seen yet
And there 's so much air to suspire, yeah
I want to take it in
~Take It In, Jared Joseph Campbell


Ten-year-old blush wine Elizabeth Weasley put the end of her quill to her backtalk and chewed it thoughtfully as she looked up from her sheepskin. She smiled and dipped the quill into her pot of ink and then wrote 'Elandra Harvard University took a cryptical breathing space and sat down on the three-legged stool'onto the parchment. Rose set down the shaft and picked up the lambskin. She looked at it for a second and then set it down again.

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

Rose had spent the unscathed morning writing about Elandra. She supposed it was because Rose herself was going to Hogwarts soon and that was really all she could opine about. Although she tried to come up with early story mind, she just could n't. All the ideas were about Hogwarts. It was just about the only affair that could screen of keep her mind off her own Hogwarts letter.

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

Her dad had located her mum 's old proboscis 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 floor in Rose 's way. The solitary matter in it was a cauldron that her dad had found in the Ionic as well. It was a perfectly good caldron, so neither of her parents saw any need to buy her a new one. rosebush agreed. She kind of liked the old cauldron. There was something to be said about brewing potions in a cauldron that was old than you were.

`` Rose ! '' someone banged on her door.

rose wine groaned and got up. It was Victor Hugo, her nine-year-old brother. He probably wanted to play Quidditch or something. Rose did n't particularly care Quidditch. She preferred interpretation or pretty a good deal anything that she remained on the ground to do.

`` What ? '' Rose asked when she opened the door, `` I do n't need to fiddle Quidditch. ``

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

Hugo thrust an envelope into rose wine 's hired hand and she caught a glance of the Hogwarts tip on the seal. The breathing time caught in her chest as she grabbed it. `` Thanks, Hugo, '' she grinned.

Hugo made no relocation to leave as rosebush shakily began to unfold the envelope. `` hurry up ! '' he said.

`` It 's my missive, '' Rose replied and pulled it out of the envelope. Hugo peered over her shoulder as she began to interpret it.

rose grinned looked at Hugo. `` It 's official ! I 'm going to Hogwarts ! ``

`` And I 'll get the home to myself, '' 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, '' Rose rolled her eyes, `` And you unspoilt not go through my material. ``

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

Rose turned the other way and went downstairs in order to find her mum. She eventually found her in the library, pouring over numerous books.

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

Hermione looked up and smiled. `` praise ! '' She leaned over and kissed rose 's forehead.

`` What are you working on ? '' rosiness asked.

`` Oh, work stuff, '' Hermione said as she closed the book, `` It can hold off. Let me see that alphabetic character ! ``

Rose handed her mother the letter and waited while she read it. Hermione handed it back to her and smiled even wider. `` I ca n't conceive you 're going to Hogwarts already. metre has flown by ! My little 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 ? '' someone shouted from the living room.

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

Harry 's face was floating amongst super acid flames in the fireplace and rose grinned when she saw him. `` Hi Uncle Harry ! speculation what ? I got my letter ! ``

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

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

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

`` Hey, Hermione, '' Harry said, `` We were going to go to Diagon alley after lunch. Al got his letter a few time of day ago. Want to arrive ? ``

`` That sounds good, '' 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 nous disappeared and the green flames died down.

******

A few minute later Rose was standing with her family in front of Gringotts. She tapped her pes and sighed. They were waiting for the potter, who were never on meter for anything. Rose 's parents were n't known for being on time either, but blush wine had hurried them along.

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

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

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

`` Where to first ? '' Harry asked.

`` Olivander 's ! '' Albus announced.

`` Flourish and Blotts ! '' rosiness said excitedly. She had been there numerous sentence, but never to buy books for school.

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

Rose rolled her eyes. James II was the one who was mental. He spent more sentence at calibre Quidditch supplying than all the other stores in Diagon Alley combined. Half the time he did n't even buy anything. He just gawked at the broomstick 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 Wizard Wheezes, '' Hugo suggested.

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

rose wine groaned. The pill roller was possibly her least favorite shop, next to Quality Quidditch Supplies. It did n't surprise her that Harry chose that depot, though. He always did that when they argued. Rose 's parents did the same thing.

They finally made it to fanfare and Blott 's, after the apothecary and Madam Malkin 's. Rose was the kickoff one through the threshold and immediately started browsing. She did n't have a go at it where everyone else was going in the shop class, but she did n't care.

Flourish and Blott 's had always fascinated pink wine, ever since she was little. There were always at least five Koran she wanted to buy whenever she went in. Hermione usually bought her one every metre 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, '' Saint James the Apostle 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 class, '' James told her.

`` So ? ''

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

James sighed loudly and then walked away. resurrect shook her read/write head and went back to her book. A few minutes later her mum told her it was time to go. It was metre to go to Ollivander 's, which was what rosiness had been nigh 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 sentence the others got there.

Albus smashed the window with his first sceptre, which Rose thought was incredibly funny. She secretly hoped she would n't do the Lapplander, though. The next wand chose Albus and then it was Rose 's turn.

The kickoff three she tried out were n't right. Although she did n't break any Windows, they did n't function properly.

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

rosiness took the wand and waved it. Red spark erupted from it and Rose knew it was the mighty one. She grinned at Ollivander and he smiled.

Next on the list was Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes, despite James River 's unceasing badgering about the Quidditch store.

`` Ron, Ginny ! '' George 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 sceptre. ``

Rose opened the box she was holding and showed her verge to her Uncle George. Albus did the same.

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

rosiness followed her uncle across the shop. The one thing she had inherited from the Weasley side of the family was the love for a good prank. So long as no one got hurt, that is.

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

Rose 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. Well, maybe if James II wanted her to watch Quidditch praxis, but never for skipping a class.

`` And then you 'll need some dung bombs, '' George I said as he led them to a unlike display.

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

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

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

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

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

A few instant later, Ron had convinced Hermione to let rose wine get the dung dud and former roguishness making intersection. Hermione did n't look too well-chosen about it, though.

George I and teddy, who had also been working, closed the workshop and they all went to the Leaky Cauldron for dinner. Everyone told report about Hogwarts, which made Rose look forward to schoolhouse even more.

James 's whining finally paid off after dinner and they went to Quality Quidditch supplying. rose thought he took far too long to pick out the perfect ling and she was bored out of her mind. James I, Albus, Teddy, Ron, and Harry all spent at least a half time of day going over the pros and bunco of each model before they finally made a decision.

`` And it goes from zero to 60 in lupus erythematosus than XX seconds ! '' St. James said excitedly on their way to Eyelops.

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

`` The twigs repel water, '' James added, `` So there is n't any drag when you 're playing in the rainfall or C. P. Snow .... ''

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

She found three tawny owls together in a cage towards the back of the workshop and she put her helping hand up to the Cage. Two of the owls ignored her but the 3rd one hopped over and rubbed its question on her hand 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 bird of Minerva. James started telling Albus how he was going to wind up in Slytherin, which was sort of ridiculous in Rose 's persuasion. Albus then announced that he was going to distinguish his owl Godric.

That was a good public figure, rose thought. She looked at her owl and thought about epithet. None of the usual animal name calling 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 call back she 'd be in Ravenclaw, but Rowena was a good gens for an owl.

The walk back to the Leaky Cauldron was quiet. Hogwarts seemed closer than ever for Rose. She was make. She had been make for this for eld. Her mum always told her that she had a hang for scholarship, and Rose was ready to instruct everything Hogwarts had to offer.


Næsta saga
Albus waved to his parents and slight sister, 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 next to him. Rose nodded her headway and they started walking down the train corridor. It was a bit heavily to walk on a moving gearing and Albus kept stumbling. The train rounded a corner and he fell into a rather have in mind looking aged student.

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

`` punter 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 want to break whatever they were doing with their booster. Albus also saw a few masses who looked vaguely conversant, including the Jordan-Bell twins. Scorpius Malfoy was sitting in one of the compartments with a few other boys, but Albus definitely did not desire to sit with them.

Albus peeked into the next compartment and saw that there was a rather pallid boy sitting on one of the seats. He seemed very small and his face was quite scarred. There was also an older girl, who looked to be about Victoire 's age, sitting next to the boy. She looked vaguely conversant. Both of them had gamey oculus and blond fuzz. They looked friendly enough. `` How about this one ? '' he said to Rose.

rose glanced into the compartment for a few instant and replied, `` Yeah, looks dear to me. '' She opened the threshold and the two first cousin walked in.

"Can we sit here ? '' Albus asked.

"Sure,"the boy responded as he gestured to the prat opposite him."My name 's Matt, Matt Eckerton."

`` I 'm his baby, Amy. I 'm a seventh year, lustrelessness 's just starting, '' the girl told him.

"Hi, I 'm Albus Potter, '' Albus said, `` And this is my first cousin, rose wine Weasley, '' he gestured to Rose. `` We 're both first years. ``

`` 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 theatre before, '' Amy explained.

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

Matt 's heart opened wide as he stared at Albus."So, you 're Harry Potter 's son ? You know, you do appear a totally lot like him. You 've got his eyes and everything."

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

"I bet you two hear loads of stories of the battle. My parents have told me some, but they do n't know all the inside information, just the mo that are in Quran. You see, we 're from Australia. We moved find out when I was about eight,"Matt looked nervously at his sister.

"Yeah, I know all about the battle. My parents did n't tell me the wax news report until I turned eleven. Same with Rose, our parents told us at the same clip. They did n't want to scare off us, but thought we ought to know before we went to Hogwarts, since well-nigh people there will have heard all about it. But my parents do n't speak about it much. estimate it brings back bad computer storage,"Albus told lusterlessness before changing the field. He really did n't enjoy multitude constantly asking him about his dad."So, how 'd you get all those mark ?"

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

"Oh, that 's ok. A Friend of my parents'was very fumbling, sort 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, shimmy 's, godfather, so we see a lot of him,"Albus told Matt.

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

Matt turned away from the window."Nope, just me and Amy. I know you 've got sibling. I 've read about you and them in Word. A brother James and a sister Lily, right ? And I think you 've got a piddling brother, right, Rose ?"

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

`` Yeah, my brother, Hugo, is nine, too, '' Rose told him. pink wine 's family was mentioned in numerous Scripture as well, although not nearly as many as Albus's.

At that bit, the compartment threshold opened and James walked in with two of their cousins, Ben and Cedric, and their friend Nathan."How 's it going, little bro ?"James asked."Still worrying about being in Slytherin ?"

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

"Oh, I see you 've met soul, 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 upright. So this is your brother ?, '' Ben said. Ben was Victoire 's brother, so he had seen Amy loads of times.

`` Yeah, flatness 's just starting his kickoff year, '' Amy told him.

`` sound luck with the classification, then, mat, '' Ben grinned at Matt.

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

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

"No,"Albus said, turning more ruby.

`` So, what planetary house do you want to be in ? ``

`` Gryffindor, just like my parents, '' Albus told him, `` And James River and all my cousins are in Gryffindor, too. So were most of my aunts and uncles. ``

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

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

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

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

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

The compartment room access opened again. Another boy walked in, along with a pit looking girl. The boy was coloured skinned, very grandiloquent, with brownness hair and colored eyes. The little girl was quite a bit shorter than the boy, with tenacious, wavelike, honey colored tomentum and light John Brown eyes.

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

"Sure,"Albus and Matt responded.

"good. I 'm John Brickston and this is Amanda tagging program. We 're both outset age,"the boy told Albus, rose wine, matte, and Amy.

"Hi. I 'm Albus Potter, this is my cousin-german rosiness Weasley, and that 's Matt Eckerton, we 're also start years,"Albus responded, `` And she 's Amy, mat 's sister. '' Albus pointed to Amy, who waved.

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

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

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

`` Yes, I 'll be exquisitely, '' lusterlessness told her.

`` You sure ? ``

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

`` And you 're Rose Weasley ? '' John asked. Rose nodded. `` I 've heard of you, too, '' John continued. `` Your crime syndicate 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. But Uncle Fred died in the Battle at Hogwarts, so after that my dad helped Uncle George with it, '' rosebush explained.

John grinned, `` I love that topographic point. So does my dad. He 's always buying me stuff from there. Mum 's not always well-chosen about it since I 'm always using the poppycock to draw in pranks on my picayune sis. ``

Albus, Rose, and flatness laughed. `` I 've done that quite a bit, too, '' Albus commented. `` But now that Lily 's a bit old it 's operose to pull clowning on her. ``

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

"Definitely !"Saint John the Apostle shouted, as he jumped up from his seat and ran out into the corridor. Albus smiled. John the Evangelist reminded him of King James I. Albus, Rose, Matt, and Amanda followed John. All five returned with their blazonry full of food.

"So, what is all this hooey ?"Amanda spoke for the low gear time since entering the compartment.

"fountainhead, you have your cauldron patty, pumpkin pasties, umber frogs, and Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans,"whoremaster explained, as he pointed to the several items."Just be careful with the beans."

"Why ?"Amanda asked as she tried a dark-green colored bean."Ugh !"she exclaimed."bogie !"Amanda spat out the bean and it landed on John. Albus, Rose, and flatness broke out in fits of laughter.

"They mean every savour !"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 doctor ?"John asked.

"A muggle therapist,"Matt explained."My mum 's Muggle Max Born, but she 's a witch, and my dad 's a magician. He works at the Ministry, in the department for the ascendancy and Regulation of Magical Creatures,"mat told everyone. `` And my mum does n't act upon, but she 's intellection of getting a job now that I 've started shoal. ``

"Oh, my parents are a witch and wizard. My home 's mostly all magical, except for a few Muggle aunty and uncles and cousins. My dad is a therapist and my mum arrest at home plate with my vernal sisters, I 've got three of them. They 're nine, six, and five. But before I was born she worked at the Ministry,"toilet explained. `` How about your parents, Rose ? ``

`` Well, like I said before, my dad works at Weasley 's mavin Wheezes, but he 's also an Auror, which is a night Wizard backstop. And my mum oeuvre at the Ministry. She 's the one who started all the House-Elf rightfulness stuff. ``

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

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

Albus was a little offend at this doubt, since the whole magical globe knew about his parents, but of path Amanda did n't."Well, my dad 's an Auror. And my mum 's a sportswriter for the Daily Prophet."

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

And so, Albus, with a little service from rose wine, told the story about how lord Voldemort had killed his grandparents and tried to kill his dad, but his dad survived. He told them all about his parents'years at Hogwarts, about the Horcruxes, and how God Almighty Voldemort met his downfall.

All three bookman stared at Albus and rose wine with their mouths wide unresolved. matt and John had obviously heard the whole news report before, but never this accurate an account. Amanda was practically in tears.

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

`` Yeah, '' matt agreed.

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

The group of five first years spent the rest of the journey discussing what they knew was true about Hogwarts and what their sib and full cousin had told them about the ancient school. Everyone agreed that the hulk squid did not eat a different get-go year each year while they crossed the lake on boat, despite what Albus and Rose 's cousin, Fred, had said.

"wellspring, you 'd amend change into your robes,"Rose said an 60 minutes or so after the sky turned dark. Rose had been wearing her gown since before she 'd even gotten on the train. The four other student changed into their robes quietly.

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

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

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

"'ello, Albus ! 'Ello, blush wine !"Hagrid responded."Ready ter go ? Here 's a boat for yeh."Albus hurried into the boat, followed by John, and Matt, who were all gaping at Hagrid. Rose and Amanda got into a nearby boat and were joined by the Jordan-Bell twins. Another marvelous boy quickly joined Albus in his boat.

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

`` Yep, he 's a kinsperson booster, '' Albus answered.

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

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

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

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

The first days came to a occlusion in front of rigorous looking woman."Good evening. I 'm professor Patil, I teach transfiguration. In a moment, you will be able to bring together your companion students in the Great Hall for dinner party, but beforehand, you will need to be sorted into your house. They are Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin,"she said Slytherin with a note of disgust in her voice."While you 're here, you will be able to earn points for your house for any accomplishment. Likewise, any misbehaviour will cause tip to be taken away. At the end of the twelvemonth, the menage with the most points earns the household Cup. Now, follow me, please."

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A/N : I hope you liked it ! feeling detached to pull up stakes a review. I 'd care to give thanks my comrade and sisters for reading this first and letting me know what they thought.
I do n't own Harry potter. Nothing you recognize is mine.

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The bookman followed professor Patil into a bombastic dining room. The ceiling looked just like the Night sky outside."It 's enchanted to look like the sky,"blush wine whispered to Albus. The honest-to-goodness scholar at all four of the board were whispering to each other and pointing wildly at Albus. Once the for the first time year reached the head table, Professor Patil turned around. The quondam 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 radical so no one could see him. Sometimes, he hated how much he looked like his Father of the Church.

"Quiet, please,"Professor Patil announced, and the scholarly person immediately stopped talking. An old, patched hat sat on a crapper and all of a sudden it broke out in song. A few of the maiden geezerhood were quite shocked at this and jumped back. Once it stopped, Professor Patil started talking again."When I call your figure, you will come forward and try on the Sorting Hat."

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

"Brickston, John."John the Evangelist ran up and jammed the hat on his head. It was only there for a minute when it shouted out,"Gryffindor !"can let out a cheap whoop and ran for the Gryffindor table, where he was patted on the backrest by a few old Gryffindors.

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

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

`` Eubert, Carter. '' Albus recognized the former boy from their gravy boat as he walked up to the Sorting Hat. He put it on and a few irregular later it shouted out, `` Ravenclaw ! ``

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

"thrower, Albus."A rustling went through the bunch. The schoolmaster 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. soul pushed Albus forward. He walked up to the crapper and put on the hat.

"Ah, yes, another Potter. I see it all here. The bravery, 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 Padre. And just like your Father of the Church, Slytherin would help you reach greatness, but if you insist, Gyffindor !"

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

Albus next looked up when professor Patil called out"Tagger, 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 facial expression. Only one pupil was left to be sorted.

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

The headmaster rose from his chair."Welcome back to Hogwarts to all returning scholarly person and receive to those who are new. For those of you who do n't know, I 'm professor Kendrick, headmaster of Hogwarts. Now, I know the older students have noticed we are short one staff member,"the headmaster gestured to the empty professorship beside him."But I shall inform you about that later. Right now it is clock time to eat."And the golden denture filled with food.

Albus stared in amazement as the food appeared in front of him. He started piling his plate with as very much as would fit. John was using not only his plateful, but an abandon one that he found as well.

"This is amazing !"St. John the Apostle exclaimed."I might actually get total here ! I hope all the meals are like this."

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

"I wonder where professor Torro is ? It 's not usual for a teacher to miss the starting of condition feast,"a Brown University haired lady friend asked the boy sitting next to her.

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

"What does he teach ?"John said, interrupting the two erstwhile students.

"DoD Against the Dark fine art,"the lady friend told him. The two older students continued their conversation, but in glower vocalism so whoremonger could n't take in him.

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After the students had eaten their filling of dinner party, the golden shell became clean for a moment, and then dessert appeared. Albus immediately helped himself to his favourite, treacle harlot. While he was eating, he heard a sidesplitter coming from his left. A ghostly head had appeared right out of Amanda 's plate.

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

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

Amanda looked like she might faint, but Nick grudgingly pulled on his ear and his head came partially off.

"Wow ! That 's bloody brainy !"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 well he had n't eaten nearly as much treacle tart.

The schoolmaster got to his base again as the aureate plate became make clean once more."Is everyone satisfied ? sound. Now, I have a few start of term card. The village of Hogsmeade is out of bounds for first and endorse class, as well as the Forbidden timber to everyone. As always, bide away from the Whomping willow tree. Mr. Filch has added a few new items to the list of proscribe things and if you wish to inspect the list, it is pinned to Mr. Filch 's room access.

"Now, as many of you have noticed, Professor Torro is not with us tonight. I regret to inform you that he has been discovered dead only a few hours ago,"Professor Kendrick stated with a sad grammatical construction on his face. There was a sharp inspiration of breath from the students."Cause of last has not been determined. Until I can find a suitable replacement, Defense Against the shadow Arts division will not take place. Now, it is metre to go to your dorm room. course of study begin tomorrow and you will demand to be well rested. First yr, please fall out a prefect to your common rooms."

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

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

"Yeah, and was n't DADA the theme that was jinx years back ?"another responded.

Albus and the others arrived at the portrait of the Fat lady. Georgia told her the word, Cornish pixie, and everyone walked inside.

"Boys to the right, girls to the left. I hope everyone has a well night,"Georgia told the first years.

Albus walked up the spiraling staircase to his dormitory with Matt, Saint John the Apostle, and two former boy Albus had not met yet. Albus thought their names were Bilius and Ethan. Albus was rather placid while he got into bed. All the other son were laughing and talking. But Albus could n't sway that he was considered for Slytherin. He was also a bit nervous about the fact that a professor had died. That did n't happen often, did it ? Albus was still thinking about these thing as he drifted off to sleep.

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When Harry, Ginny, and Lily walked back into their planetary house after taking St. 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.

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

'That 's unknown ,'thought Harry. Surely one of his male child could n't be in difficulty 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.

"Okay, just let me make love before you leave. That is strange, though. Why would n't he suffer met with you before term started ? I hope Epistle of James and Albus are n't in trouble."

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Later that night, Harry Apparated into Hogsmeade. It was a chilly nighttime, but there was not a cloud in the sky. The genius and moonshine shone brightly. Harry thought the pupil must be in their common rooms by now, judging from the prison term. 'That 's undecomposed, Albus and James have no idea I 'm here', thought Harry. He walked along the path and soon found himself walking through the big oak threshold into the Great Hall. Kendrick was waiting for him there.

"Good eve, Harry,"Fabius greeted.

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

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

Harry walked into the familiar circular office. He saw all the versatile self-will that Dumbledore had left to the school day. He also noticed the sleeping portraits of previous 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 movement of his desk. Harry sat."I have some bad news program. professor Torro was found dead in his house this morning."

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

"I know, shocking, and very, very sad. His suit of last was Avada Kedarva, but I did n't tell the pupil this. It does worry me. It is quite suspicious. Especially since pop was the bailiwick 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 probe awaiting him when he returned to work the next day. He had taken the day off to see Saint James and Albus onto the Hogwarts limited, and had n't heard a thing about prof Torro 's expiry until just now.

"Of form not. But there are still Death feeder out there. I have reason to trust that one of them killed Torro and the pastor agrees with me. But onto the intellect I have summoned you here.

"We are, of course, in need of a new DADA teacher, and I was wondering if you would like the job. I think it would be a practiced mind to have an Auror here after recent events and you are the nonsuch candidate,"Kendrick told Harry.

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

"Of course. And experience free to go away every weekend to spend sentence with them. Neville Longbottom does the Saami matter to visit 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 plate tonight and ask her. You 'll have your answer in the aurora, okay ?"Harry asked.

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

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

As Harry left the rook, he pondered the end of Torro. Harry had only met Torro a few times, and he was not particularly close to him, but his last still troubled Harry. Was this another random Death Eater attack ? There had been a few of them throughout the eld after the battle. But why was Torro killed ? He did n't even live in Britain during the metre of Voldemort, he lived in France then. Why were the last feeder going after Hogwarts teachers ? Harry had a nagging flavor that this was n't like the other Death, this had meaning. Surely, Voldemort could n't return ? He was dead. There were no Thomas More Horcruxes. Harry kept telling himself this, but he still felt very uneasy about it. The master and the Minister felt the same way. Why else would they want an Auror at Hogwarts ? Of course, Harry was the one who defeated Voldemort, so who else have a go at it more than about papa ?

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

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Early the next good morning, Harry Apparated into Hogsmeade once again. This time he had his old Hogwarts trunk with him, along with a prominent, black owl named Harvey. This is familiar, he thought. Harry wheeled his trunk over to Hogsmeade post, where he would hold off for a carriage to aim him to the palace. Ginny had said yes right away. She felt that Harry 's presence in the school would protect her Word. Ginny was also quite distressed about the Death of Torro.

The baby buggy arrived and Harry loaded his trunk into it. 'This sure is strange ,'he thought. spine at Hogwarts, once again. It variety of felt good, comforting in a way. Hogwarts had always felt like home to Harry. But he still could n't shake the awkward feeling he had about Torro 's last. The pusher gave a pitch, and the thestrals pulled Harry up to the school.



"Get up, Albus ! Get up !"Albus awoke with a commencement and saw John 's face looking down at him.

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

"starting time day of lessons ! 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 robe."Okay, I 'm fix,"

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

The five Gryffindor kickoff year boys met the girls in the park room. Rose, Amanda, Janie Creevey, and the Jordan-Bell twin. Albus knew he 'd met the twin a few fourth dimension, but could n't remember their names They introduced themselves as Karina and Marina. They were monovular with longsighted black hair and sorry optic. The first years walked down to the Great Hall together, only getting lost once.

When Albus walked into the Great residence hall, he glanced up at the head board and his jaw dropped. He stopped walking and an older Hufflepuff bumped into him.

"Sorry,"she said as she walked past.

Albus did n't pay any aid to her. He continued to gaze at the staff board. Sitting adjacent to the schoolmaster, was his Church Father. Albus shook his straits and ran over to the Gryffindor table, where his companion first years had already sat down.

"Saint James the Apostle ! St. James !"Albus shouted,"Look who 's sitting side by side to Professor Kendrick ! Is n't that Dad ? What 's he doing here ? He does n't teach here !"

James was staring at Harry."Yeah, I know. funny remark how he never mentioned it. But I guess he must be the new DADA teacher. All the former 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 prison term, was n't it ? I mean, he 's got to be the most qualified ace for the job, right ?"Sakartvelo had sat down next to James and talked some sense into him.

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

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

Albus took his schedule from him and looked at it. He had DADA right field after breakfast, then Charms, and after dejeuner he had stunt woman Herbology.

"tone like a decently docket,"John said,"Should be interesting having your dad as a teacher, Albus ! I ca n't wait ! I 've got so many questions for him."

"Yeah, should be wondrous,"Albus said glumly as he dug into his waffles. Truthfully, Albus did not desire his dad teaching at Hogwarts. With his dad here, Albus would be even more famous than usual. He did not like the staring optic and the constant motion about his dad.

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

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

"No, I 'll be amercement,"matte replied with a yawn,"Guess I did n't get to kip until lately, too uneasy about lessons."

When they arrived at the schoolroom, Albus ran and took the table in the back. Matt and Amanda followed him. John hesitated, apparently torn with joining his new ally and sitting up front. Finally, he, too, went and sat in the backbone.

"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. Saint John did n't say anything.

At that moment, another group of scholar came into the room. They were Slytherins. Scorpius Malfoy was leading them.

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

"Good morning,"Harry said as he walked to the front man desk,"I 'm Professor Potter."A few of the lady friend in movement giggled."I 'll start by taking attendance."Harry ran down the attending bed sheet. Everyone was there.

"Please open your rule book to paginate 5,"Harry told the students.

"professor ? Can you tell us about the conflict ? Please ?"one of the twins asked, Albus did n't know which one.

Harry sighed."Well, I really do n't like to talk about it a great deal. But I suppose I could. I know you wo n't let it catch one's breath until I do,"he smiled and looked at Albus,"I know my own tike, nieces, and nephews kept asking me until I told them."

Albus sunk lower in his chair. John was sitting straight up, staring at Harry, hardly blinking. Amanda and Matt were also paying close attending.

Harry 's write up about the engagement lasted the completely menstruum. The Vanessa 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 grade,"Harry told the educatee as they left."And Albus, could you detain for a moment ?"

"You guys go on ahead,"Albus told his friend,"I 'll see you in Charms."Albus approached his male parent 's desk after all the other students had left.

"Hi, Al, how was the Sorting ? I see you did make it into Gryffindor. I knew you would,"Harry said with a majestic spirit 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 only reason it did !"

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

"But that 's cause you were a Horcrux !"Albus sobbed,"I 'm not a Horcrux, so why should I ingest done well in Slytherin ? It put rosiness in Gryffindor before it even touched her top dog. And James II said it did that with him, too."

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

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

"Do n't worry, I wo n't. Saint James the Apostle does n't even roll in the hay that the hat considered putting me in Slytherin,"Harry confided,"Now, I think you should be off to your next class. And do n't interest about me teaching here. I 'll care for you just like the early students, detentions and all."

Albus laughed."Well, you do n't bear to do that."

"See you later, Al."

"Bye, Dad."

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Albus was a bit more cheerful 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. Charms, however, was n't as enjoyable. The Charms prof, Professor Washburn was not very nice, and for some intellect he seemed to own something against Gryffindor.

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

"So, how was having Dad as a teacher ?"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 bowl of potatoes."He spent the unscathed period telling everyone about the battle because he figured no one would result him alone until he did."

"Sounds conversant !"James laughed,"Remember when we kept bugging him about it when I was 10 ? And then he said he 'd separate us the whole story the summertime before our first year of Hogwarts."

"Yeah, I was variety of surprised he was so willing to tell the story. You know how he hates talking about it."

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

"Hey, Albus !"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 Cucurbita pepo juice.

"Wow, this is just as commodity as in conclusion night !"John exclaimed as he piled his plate senior high with food,"I could definitely get used to this."

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

"'Course not. But she did n't make as much variety,"whoremaster explained. He turned to flatness."You okay ? You look kind of pale."

That was an understatement. Matt looked like he was about to cash in one's chips out in the murphy. He had n't touched any of the food and his golden plate was still empty. mat was leaning his read/write 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 thirsty tonight. I 'll be fine."

At that moment, the master stood up."If I could possess your attention for just a bit, I have some more announcements."The room immediately fell understood."Thank you. Now, as many of you have noticed, I did have success in securing a new pop teacher and I would like to introduce him. This is prof Potter."Kendrick gestured to Harry."Now, I know many of you will have questions for him when you have your outset dad lesson, but I ask you not to bug him. He will recount you what he wants to, and nada more. I would also wish to secern you that if you want to try out for your house Quidditch team, please chip in your name to your head teacher of house. 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 completely Gryffindor board,"I 've been down to the pitch shot practicing on my Firebolt during lunch."

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

"I sure hope I do. It 'll be great having him see the games."

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

John groaned,"Yeah, I suppose. You gon na hail, Matt ?"

Matt looked up from his home base."Sure."The three boys started walking back up to the commons elbow room, with mat lagging behind.

"Matt, are you for certain you 're ok ? You 're going pretty deadening,"Albus asked, with a anxious aspect on his boldness."I think you should probably go to the hospital backstage.

matte looked out the window."I suppose you 're probably good. You guys go on ahead, I 'll meet you back in the common room."

"No, we 're going to take you. You look ready to collapse,"John Lackland insisted. They all trekked back down the stairs and to the infirmary Wing. When they got there, brothel keeper Pomfrey was ripe by the door.

"Matt ! Come here, you look dreadful,"she said, grabbing his shoulder and leading him to the bed,"Thanks for bringing him, boys, you can leave 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 name. That 's odd. I do n't think he 's been there yet,"John stated,"I wonder if he gets demented often ? Or maybe he gets hurt a lot, he 's got piles of scrape. ``

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

"well, I 'm sure he 'll tell us about it when he 's gear up,"John reasoned,"Cornish fowl Pixie."The portraiture opened and the two boys walked into the vernacular room. They settled down to doing their homework with Amanda, blush wine, Janie, Bilius, Ethan, and the Twin Falls. After a few hours, Albus bid them good night.

He walked up to his dormitory, changed into his jammies, and climbed into bed. He pondered his lessons and the quietus of his day. Albus was glad that having his dad there was n't as bad as he thought it would be. But why did Professor Washburn dislike him and the former Gryffindors so much ? And was lusterlessness okay ? He still had n't returned to the uncouth way. As Albus was worrying about Matt, he drifted off to catch some Z's. Just after he drifted off, the Shrieking Shack shrieked for the foremost metre in decades.




Harry was in the Great Charles Martin Hall. Ropes bound him to the Headmaster 's chair. His cicatrice was searing in pain. Blood was pouring down his arms as he struggled against the constraint. He opened his eyes and glanced around, looking for his wand. There it was, lying uselessly halfway across the room. All around him, other people were bound to the former prof 's chairs, they were surrounding Harry in a circle. A clothe figure was circling around the outside of the circle, while other cloaked figures stood stationary around the room. torso lay in pocket billiards of blood on the floor.

Harry glanced around at the former the great unwashed bound to the death chair. The somebody directly across from him had long red hair. Harry screamed."NO ! ! ! ! Ginny !"He looked at the former multitude."James ! Albus ! Lily ! take aim me instead, not the fry !"

The hooded figure looked up and entered the circle. He stood directly in front end of Harry."Well, well, person 's decided to regain his consciousness. As you see, the rest of them did n't fair too well without you. nearly are dead. But I 've saved your heartfelt family for in conclusion. I will torture them and kill them. And then, I shall kill you. At live on, I 've waited so long. You should birth known you could n't kill me."Voldemort rounded on the humble tike tied to a chair.

"Crucio !"he shouted.

"NO ! ! ! ! Do it to me instead ! Lily !"Harry screamed. His scar started to wound even worse, it burned so bad he could n't preserve his eyes outdoors anymore.
Harry awoke with a start. He was covered in sweat and his heart was beating fast. His handwriting automatically went to his scar, but he was not in any pain. He shakily got out of bed and went to the window.

'Will it never end ?'he thought. The incubus kept returning, but why ? It was always the same one. It had been going on ever since the lowest battle. Only before he had Thomas Kid, the mass 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. Saame with Lily.

Harry had no idea what the dreams meant, and neither did anyone else. Harry could believe of only one individual who may have been able to explain it, Dumbledore. However, as soon as Harry had a few of these dreams, he had gone to see the portrait in Dumbledore 's role. He was only 18 then. Unfortunately, Dumbledore had no utile explanation. Since Harry was no yearner a Horcrux, he could n't possibly be seeing into Voldemort 's intellection. Especially since Voldemort was dead. But the dreams continued.

Tonight 's dream had been more vivid than any of the yesteryear unity. Maybe it was because Harry had spent all day reliving the horrific view from his puerility to various daddy socio-economic class. He wished he had n't done that now. Oh, how he regretted it. But he 'd have to put up with it the repose of the calendar week, seeing as it would n't be fairly not to narrate the other students.

Harry walked away from the window. He slowly walked into the corridor. His whole trunk was dank. He needed a slumber draft. He 'd been relying on these More and More as time went on .'I really should find out how to brew them myself ,'he laughed to himself.

walking through the corridors at dark brought back many computer memory. He still felt like he was disobeying the rules, even though he was now a professor. It seemed like Snape was right around the recess waiting to get him doing something legal injury. Harry climbed the stair to the hospital wing. He hated to wake Madam Pomfrey at this hour, however he knew he 'd never get to kip without it. Maybe she would founder him a gravid supply to retain in his office.

Harry walked into the ward, only to see that brothel keeper Pomfrey was already up. She was tending to a girl in one of the end beds.

"Hello, Poppy,"he whispered.

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

"Yeah, I was thinking the same matter,"Harry glanced down at the fille,"Is she okay ?"

"Yes, she 'll be amercement. Someone levitated her in her sleep. She screamed and that scared the student who did it to her, that student gave the countercurse, and she promptly fell onto the floor and broke her arm."

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

"Now, why are you here, Harry ?"

"fountainhead, er, remember after the conflict and I had all those incubus ? They never completely stopped, and now they seem to be getting risky. I was wondering if I could induce a sleeping potation. I 'd also like to just have a supply of it on hand. I 've never been much of a potion beer maker and have n't attempted to make it myself. I just can never contend to get to slumber without one after one of these nightmares,"Harry explained sheepishly. He felt like he was a kid again. How could he, the sorcerer who defeated Voldemort, who was known as the bravest magician of the times, be afraid of a incubus ?

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

"Thanks,"Harry replied, as he walked out of the Hospital fender.

As he walked back towards his berth, Harry thought about what dame Pomfrey had said. He knew she was mighty, but he still could n't help but finger debile whenever he had one of these nightmare. He just wished he knew why he was having them and what he could do to hold on them.

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When Albus awoke the next morning, Matt still had n't returned from the hospital Wing. John suggested that they go call mat before socio-economic class, but since the two male child had gotten up late, they only had fourth dimension to seize a promptly sharpness to eat before heading to Potions in the dungeons.

"Good dawning, class !"an old, bout, prof greeted them,"I 'm Professor Slughorn, your Potions Master. Today, we shall be learning about the fundamentals of potion brewing, including the importance of proper stirring, heat, and ingredients. Please open your books to page 6."

The category opened their books and spent the whole lesson listening to Slughorn and copying down notes.

"wellspring, we 're pretty much out of time, so I 'll see you all next lesson. Could I have Albus potter and rosiness Weasley delight catch by my desk on their way out ?"Slughorn told the class.

"I 'll see you in Transfiguration of Jesus, King John. Tell Professor Patil where I am,"Albus told his friend. He had a notion he knew what Slughorn wanted. James had warned him about it.

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

"Ah ! offspring Mr. ceramist and girl Weasley. Now, I would care to say you about a little gathering I have scheduled for Friday. It 's for the scholarly person in the school day whose parents are, for lack of a well full term, popular. Or those who have shown particular magical skill. Of row, I 'd be pleased if the both of you would give ear. I 'm sure your full cousin will be attending. They seemed to like them in the past years,"Slughorn informed them.

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

"Yes, we 'll be there. See you next lesson, Professor,"Rose 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 bullet nine,"Albus groaned. St. James the Apostle loved the sluggard Club. It gave him a whole lot More attention and more than people for him to recount his stories too. But Albus did n't like the fame. He would bear rather skipped the party, but as James and his cousin-german were going, it would be unvoiced not to.

"fountainhead, maybe it 'll be fun,"rosebush stated in a hopeful flavour. Albus rolled his middle and the two of them went to Transfiguration.

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lustrelessness did n't demo up in socio-economic class all day. Albus and john were really starting to care. They decided to impose him before dinner. When they got into the Hospital Wing, they did n't see Matt right away. There was one girl occupying a bed with her arm in a sling. gentlewoman Pomfrey was fussing over her.

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

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

"No, I will not bear it ! You can leave in the morning,"brothel keeper Pomfrey said in a tone that was not to be argued with. The young woman pouted and stopped talking.

Albus and Gospel According to John approached brothel keeper Pomfrey."Um, where 's Matt Eckerton ? We brought him here conclusion nighttime,"lavatory said tentatively.

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

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

"No, I 'm sorry, but you ca n't. He 's not in any province to accept visitors at the moment. You can come see him this time tomorrow,"gentlewoman Pomfrey said hurriedly.

"But could you at least tell us if he 's ok ?"Albus asked.

"He 'll be mulct in a few 24-hour interval. Now, you two should head down to dinner. You can see Matt tomorrow."

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

"Very weird. You know, I think flatness 's keeping something from us. madam Pomfrey seemed like she was expecting him finish night, and now no one can visit him,"trick told Albus in a care tone.

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

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The next day, Gryffindor first years had pappa again. Nothing extraordinarily exciting happened during class. They mostly took government note on using Expeliarmus, the disarmament go. Harry said they would start being able to practice it on each other in the next division. John and Albus were really looking forward to this, as they really had n't used their scepter for anything yet.

magic spell, however, was quite eventful. Professor Washburn started class by taking attending as usual. He gave a menacing glare to all the Gryffindors as he called their epithet. But Albus thought he stared especially long at him.

"Take out your wand,"snarled Wahsburn,"we 're practicing levitation today. Everyone convey a feather."Washburn waved his wand and a feather appeared in front of each scholarly person."Remember to swish and flick."

"Swish and flick,"murmured Albus from the dorsum table. He waved his scepter and said,"Wingardium Leviosa !"Nothing happened. He tried over and over again. Still, aught happened. John the Evangelist, however, managed to do it.

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

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

"I 've done it, too !"Rose shouted. Her feather had also rose off the board, but it managed to take a shit it a few metrical foot in the air before falling.

Washburn stormed out from behind his desk and rounded on the back table, where Albus, King John, Rose, and Amanda were sitting."Well, do it again !"he growled.

John and Rose looked at him nervously and picked up their verge."Wingardium Leviosa !"they said at the same time. Both their feathers rose feebly into the air and fell down again.

"Pathetic,"Washburn muttered,"ceramicist ! 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 baton. His arm was shaking, this would not call on out secure."Wingardium Leviosa,"he muttered very quietly. His feather leaped into the air and caught fire. The altogether class, which had been staring at the back table for quite some time, screamed.

The flame from the feather caught onto Washburn 's gown and set them on ardour as well."Bloody inferno !"Washburn screamed. He grabbed Albus 's sceptre out of his bridge player and produced water from it to dip the flames."Potter ! You 'll getting detention and 20 points from Gryffindor !"he shouted, glaring at Albus."stratum dismissed. Get out, all of you except Potter."

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

"fountainhead, you seem to have a knack for causing fuss, Potter,"Wahsburn spat.

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

"You 'll be doing detention tonight, I do n't care what other plans you might hold. 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 way after doing hold with Washburn. He had Albus do lines, so it was n't too bad. But Washburn stared at Albus the wholly time, his eyes like fire.

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

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

"Why does Washburn hate me ?"Albus asked."During the first course of study, 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 everyone else,"James II explained,"I always assumed it 's because I cause so much difficulty. You on the other hand, have always been so silence. What did you do to him ?"

Albus mumbled something incoherent.

"What ?"

"I set him on fire."

King James I burst out laughing.

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

James looked amazed."But that 's a error any world-class year could have made. I do see how he got mad, though. I think you should just try to keep off him. Sit in the back, do n't say anything. Ignore him in the halls. That 's what I do. I still get way more detentions from him than any former teacher, but I think I 've become immune to them. well, I 'd better get back to my friends. See you later."

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

"Albus !"John came running into the unwashed way,"I 've just been with Matt."

"How is he ?"Albus asked.

"Not in force. He 's covered in cuts and bruises. Said he 'd tripped on his way to the lavatory. He kept avoiding talking about being ill. Just wanted to babble out about what 's going on in the shoal. So I told him about you setting Washburn on fervency. He thought it was hilarious."

"It 's NOT !"Albus shouted. He was sick of everyone thinking it was funny. The report had already made it around the school day and at dinner party everyone was staring at him more than usual. Some students even in high spirits fived him and patted him on the back. It seemed like Washburn was disliked by many students.

"okeh, okeh,"John said, putting his hands up,"Anyway, mat said he 'd be back in class tomorrow morning. Madam Pomfrey just wanted him to appease the rest of the night."

"trade good. Let 's go to bed. I 'm run through,"Albus said. He and John climbed up the broadside stairway to the dormitory.

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

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Fri came too quickly for Albus 's liking. He was not looking forward to the punch Club get together. Since the meeting and Gryffindor Quidditch try-outs were at the same clock time, James I 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 captain decided to not let any spectators at the try-outs. A large number of student had wanted to hang just to see James, and the senior pilot did n't want anyone to interrupt the try-outs.

Later that day, Albus and Rose walked down to the dungeons together. Albus was dreading the get together. They walked into the meeting to see that most everyone else was already there. Albus already knew most of them. Some of his first cousin were there, along with various other prescribe fellow member'shaver. However, there were a few faces Albus had never seen before.

"Ah ! Albus and Rose !"Slughorn gestured to a few electric chair in the room,"Please have a buns. You already know many of the multitude here. But I do n't conceive you know Tami Tobias, Frank Belleville, and Quinton Willinson ?"he said, gesturing to a blonde haired girlfriend, a black haired boy, and a very dark looking boy."Tami is a 6th year Ravenclaw who brews the most excellent potions, wienerwurst is a 4th yr Hufflepuff who can already perform nonverbal magic spell ! And Quinton 's a 7th twelvemonth Slytherin whose founding father works at the Minsitry."

"Er, hi,"Albus responded.

"howdy,"pink wine smiled.

Unfortunately for Albus ; Tami and Frank, along with Slughorn, spent much of the coming together hounding Albus with questions about his dad, the conflict, and Albus 's puerility. Eventually, Albus just got fed up with it.

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

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

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

Albus stamped his understructure the whole 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 searcher !"James shouted over the haphazardness, jumping up and down and spilling his butterbeer all over the floor.

"That 's great, Epistle of James, really not bad,"Albus told him, trying to fathom somewhat excited.

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

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

"What 's damage ? I can tell something 's wrongly. Tell me,"St. James the Apostle said, in a phonation that sounded strangely like their mother's.

"It 's the Slug nightclub. I just left. All anyone wanted to do was take heed to me gibber on about my childhood,"Albus shouted, all the wrath coming back in full force."They would n't stop over 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 like talking about all that, just because you do !"Albus screamed at James and punched the nearest armchair.

"Boy, you do ingest Dad 's temper,"Epistle of James 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 class. 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 enjoy them, now did he ?"Albus seethed.

"Yeah, some of them are fun,"James shifted from foot to foot. Albus could tell he was nervous.

"Just go back to your party. You deserve it. Good job at making searcher, I really do entail that. But I think I 'm going to bed. proficient night."

"'Night,"Saint James said as he rejoined his party.

Albus walked up to his dormitory. It was still relatively early, so Albus was surprised to see matt there. lusterlessness had returned at breakfast yesterday dawning, but he still did n't appear himself, so John 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 days in the hospital Wing, why was he still tired ? Was he still sick ? Albus sighed, he would n't be able to query Matt tonight. Well, turning in early would do Albus some good too. Maybe he 'd be able to calm down after the evening 's excitement. He got into his pajamas and got into bed.

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Unfortunately, Albus did not receive a relaxing sleep. He was having vivid nightmares which involved Slughorn questioning him while Saint James the Apostle stood behind him, laughing. This Same picture kept recurring over and over again. Albus tossed and turned and eventually, a new dream came over him.

Albus was sitting in a dark void way. A man in a glowering cloak appeared following to him.

"He will return,"the man said.

"What ?"Albus asked."Who 's returning ?"

"He 's coming. He 'll regain a way. He will return."

"Tell me ! Who ?"Albus shouted.

"He will return, he will return, he will return ...."the man said over and over again.

Albus awoke with a start. He was sweating. What was that about ? He had never had such a intense dream. Who was going to return ? Albus raked his Einstein, and then it hit him. It felt like he 'd been punched in the abdomen. Of path ! He jumped out of bed and put on his dressing robes. It must be late, he thought. Matt, lavatory, Ethan, and Bilius were still sleeping. Albus tip-toed out of student residence and carefully shut the threshold behind him.

Albus had to see his dad. He did n't manage that it was the midsection of the night. He ran out of the commons room and into the empty corridor. It was strange wandering around this late. Albus had never walked around the castle at night. He did n't handle that he was n't supposed to be out of his dormitory this deep. All he thought about was telling his dad about that dream. Albus ran down the stairs, probably making too much randomness. As he rounded the corner, individual reached out and grabbed his shoulder. Albus screamed.

"Shut up !"a man shouted,"You 'll rouse the altogether school. Then we 'll let a tangible problem."

Albus looked into the oculus of the man who had caught him. It was Professor Washburn.

"well, well, Mr. Potter is out of bed. And this late at night ? Surely, he must be up to no good,"Washburn sneered. Albus heard the happiness in his tone."We 'd better be off to my office, shall we ?"

Albus stood where he was."No, I have to see my dad."

"running play to Daddy, are we ? Is n't that mellisonant. Unfortunately for you, wandering corridors at nighttime is against the normal, therefore, I will punish you."

Washburn grabbed Albus 's hand and dragged him to his office. Albus was really shaking now. What would Washburn do to him ?

When they entered Washburn 's sinister situation, he forced Albus into a chairwoman directly in front of his desk.

Washburn slammed his workforce on his desk."So, decided to have a picayune midnight stroll ? Care to severalise 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 morning time ? I bet you were setting up some kind of prank. Am I right ? You know, I 've caught your brother out of bed many a time for just that reason."

So that was it. Washburn hated James I, so he in twist hated Albus too. That was the second clip in the past times 12 60 minutes that Albus had been compared to James."I am NOT like my brother !"he stood up, fists clenched and stared at Washburn.

Washburn smiled."I seem to have struck a heart. 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 watch,"1:37 in the morning. Now, to hash out your punishment."

"You can hash out my punishment after I see my dad,"Albus glared at Washburn.

"Sit back down, Potter. I know you 're just trying to get dearly old Dad to save you."

Albus remained standing."I AM NOT !"he screamed,"I have something really important to discuss with him !"

"Fine, but I 'll take you to see him, so I can progress to trusted you 're punished,"Washburn spat.

Albus did n't say another word and ran out the door.

"Wait ! Get back here, boy ! I told you I 'm taking you !"Washburn ran to catch up with Albus, breathing heavily. He was clearly out of shape. The two of them walked to Harry 's agency in dispatch silence.

"Well, here we are,"Washburn stated, pushing Albus aside and opening the threshold."Potter ! Wake up ! I caught your son out of bed."

Harry quickly walked out of his sleeping accommodation. 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 disgruntled voice.

Harry looked worriedly at Albus."What is it ? Are you okay, Al ?"

"I just need to severalize you something ..."Albus replied, looking warily at Washburn.

"I must ask you to leave, prof Washburn. I think this needs to be private."

"amercement ! I 'll wait outside the threshold, 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 whole dream to Harry.

Harry pulled Albus into a hug and told him,"Albus, I do n't conceive your nightmare had any kind of import. It was just a bad dream."

"But, it seemed so real ! And you had dreams like this when you were younger, and they were existent !"

"Yes, that 's because I could see Voldemort 's opinion. You know that. I think that hearing so lots about the conflict over and over again this week and being bombarded with questions about it has caused you to be worried,"Harry explained."I understand your fear. I still have nightmares about it. But I think the best affair for you to do is just forget about it."

"But, what if it is real ?"Albus asked in a worry tone.

"Think about it, Al. How could he number back ? He 's dead. Even in the Wizarding world, no one can get along back from the dead."

"Yeah, I suppose you 're right. It was just so vivid and scary."

"I know. Now I only hope that as you spend more than time at Hogwarts, people will stop asking you so many doubt. For tonight, I think you should have some Sleeping Draught,"Harry walked over to his cabinet and poured a potion into a minuscule bottle. I 'll hire you back to Gryffindor tower, and imbibe this before you get into bed."

"But what about detention ?"

"Do n't worry. You wo n't get detention. But wandering the corridors is against the ruler, so please do n't do it anymore. Just send countersign with a portrait from the common room if you need me, and I 'll see you in the vulgar way. 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 threshold and left the room. Albus followed."There will be no detention tonight, Professor Washburn. Albus really did ask to tell me something that was worrying him. It 's perfectly understandable what he did. I 've talked to him and he wo n't do it again,"Harry explained calmly.

"But, he broke the rules !"Washburn screamed.

"Careful, you 'll arouse the whole castle,"Harry told him as he continued to walk down the halls with Albus following quickly behind.

They left Washburn standing with his backtalk 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 exhilaration of having Harry as a DADA instructor. Harry had explained the battle to every unity one of his classes, and in the following classes he was able to teach without being disrupted with questions pertaining to the downfall of Voldemort. Harry was grateful for this. He was still having his nightmare more often than usual, but thanks to ma'am Pomfrey 's potion, he was able-bodied to get a few decent night 's nap a week.

things seemed to be calming down for Albus too. There had not been anymore clout ball club encounter since the disastrous first one, but Albus had no intention of going to one even if he got invited. His classes were going well. He seemed to shin the most in good luck charm, but that was to be expected. At least Albus now knew why Washburn hated him so much, it was because he hated James IV. As much as Albus hated being compared to King James I, it was skillful to know it was n't anything Albus did to vex Washburn. Unfortunately, Albus was earning a detention a workweek in his class.

matt seemed to find from his illness within a few day. However, as Sept grew into Oct, and the weather started getting colder, matte got sick again.

Albus, John, Matt, Bilius, Ethan, Rose, Janie, Amanda, Karina, and Marina sat together at one table in the common room after dinner one Wednesday. 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 watch anything !"

"You 're just like your mother,"Albus told him, shaking his headway."Matt, what 's faulty ?"

Matt had put his headway down on his parchment, he had only written the offset condemnation of his essay.

"Huh ?"he said, lifting up his headland. He glanced out the window."I 'm not feeling too skilful. I think I might be sick."

"Again ? You do search a bit wan,"Amanda told him with a disturbed flavor on her aspect."You better go to the Hospital Wing.

"All right. I 'll see you guys later,"lusterlessness slowly got up from his chair and shuffled out of the common room."You guy cable do n't have to come,"he said to Albus and john, 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. That 's the back prison term he 's been cat here and it 's only October,"John said.

"Yeah, I know. I guess we 'll just have to wait and see how foresighted he spends in the infirmary Wing this time,"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 miss following her.

"We 'd ameliorate act in, too,"Bilius told the other boys.

"Yeah, probably,"Albus agreed. The three boys walked up the circular staircase and got into bed.

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Matt did n't get out of the Hospital annex until Saturday. Although, he spent nigh of that day sleeping in his four post-horse bed. His friends were n't all that surprised, since this exact same affair had happened during his old malady. They gave him his space until classes started again on Monday.

Albus had started to fear Potions class. He was always afraid that Slughorn was going to bring up what happened in the previous sluggard golf-club confluence. Unfortunately for Albus, after double potions that workweek, Slughorn called pink wine and him up to his desk after class.

"See you in metamorphosis, then, Albus,"John told him as he and mat started to walk out of the room.

"No, stay, please,"Albus hissed at them,"He wo n't speak about what happened stopping point time if you 're here."

"All right,"John sighed and dropped his bag on the closest desk.

"pink wine and Albus ! I just wanted to invite you to my next get together. It 's happening on Halloween. It 'll be a kind of Halloween company. You can each bring a guest,"Slughorn said, delightedly.

"cool !"John shouted, running to the front of the room,"Bring me, Albus !"

"No, work me !"flatness said louder, pushing past John.

"Do n't occupy, son, you can both come, all right ?"Slughorn told them with a smile on his face.

"But, but-"Albus stammered, staring at John and Matt.

"Well, off you go, do n't want to be tardily for your next class !"Slughorn shooed them out of his classroom.

"John the Divine ! Matt ! Why did you do that ?"Albus shouted, once Slughorn was back in his room.

"What ? I wanted to see what all the dither is about with those group meeting,"Saint John the Apostle said innocently.

"Ugh ! Now I have to go !"Albus threw his hands up in the air,"You knew I did n't want to go to anymore."

"fountainhead, we 'll be with you, it 'll be all right,"Matt said sympathetically.

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Before Albus knew it, he, lustrelessness, and John Lackland were trudging down to the dungeons for the Allhallows Eve party. privy and flatness were running along excitedly, while Albus lagged behind. They walked into the dungeon, to find it packed.

"good, maybe no one will find me,"Albus said as he gazed around at the crowd. The same extremity who were at the last meeting were there, along with their node and numerous grownup."Let 's go get some food."

The three boys walked through the crowd and over to the food for thought table. They each piled a plate high school with food for thought. When Albus turned around, he almost ran into someone.

"Watch it !"the boy shouted, he was a rather heavy Slytherin. The boy looked at Albus and then sneered."Ah, potter, can I ask you a few questions about your puerility ? Or will that make infant Potter cry ?"

"Shut it,"Albus muttered, trying to push 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 let the cat out of the bag. 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 succus.

"You think that 's funny ? Who are you ?"Quinton glared at John.

"lav Brickston. Pleased to meet you. This is matte Eckerton,"he gestured towards Matt.

"Enough about you, more about me. My father senior high school up at the Ministry. He does a variety of task and makes a consignment of Au from it. I 'm a 7th yr. Father 's getting me a Ministry job once I 'm done here. I ca n't wait until I get out of here and form gold like he does,"Quinton stole a cooky off of Albus 's crustal plate and started to eat it.

"So,"he said in between snack,"What was it like growing up with 'The Chosen One'?

"I said, shut it !"Albus said, a bit louder.

"Oh, are we going to accept a repeat of last meeting ?"Quinton asked excitedly, stealing another cookie.

"Definitely not,"shouted John, who drew his wand,"After this one, you 'll bid you 'd never been born."lusterlessness quickly drew his own wand.

"No, guys, it 's okey, 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 food for thought table,"What do you want, Willinson ?"

"Just thought I 'd ask Albus about his spirit growing up,"Quinton told William James innocently.

"wellspring, I think he said to lay off, did n't he ?"James said, drawing his own wand.

"He might 've mentioned it,"Quinton sneered as he, too, drew his wand,"But I do n't see what 's so wrong about wanting to know about 'The Chosen One'. Maybe you could tell me how he managed to defeat the dandy wizard of all sentence ?"

"Expeliarmus !"James shouted, and Quinton 's wand flew across the room.

Slughorn looked up at the shouting and hustled over to see what had happened."You can not duel at my company !"

"They started it,"Quinton said, pointing to Albus and his ally,"Little Potter had to have his big blood brother defend him."

"Well, you 'll all put your wands away now so we can enjoy the rest of the party in peacefulness. Or you 'll all get detention,"Slughorn growled as the son all hastily put their wand away.

Quinton gave Albus one last sneer 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 stop to talk. He did n't cease or turn around until he reached the Fat dame 's portrait. He gave the password and ran into the vulgar room and up to his dormitory.

Albus knew going to that party was a bad idea. He should n't have gone. Never again. He punched his pillow. What did Quinton desire with him anyway. And why did he call Voldemort 'the greatest wizard of all clock time'? Voldemort was defeated before Quinton was even born, he could n't possibly have been a expiry Eater.

The door to the dormitory room opened and Matt and John walked in."You okay ?"matte asked.

"Oh, I 'm just fine,"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 a lot fun, is it ?"

"Yeah, not that much fun, although was n't that cool down how James disarmed Willinson ?"Gospel According to John said excitedly."I mean, he 's 5 years younger than him !"

"real number cool,"Albus said flatly,"I think I just want to go to bed."Albus pulled the hangings of his bed closed and laid down. He fell asleep relatively quickly, but it was n't a restful sleep. He had the incubus again. It happened a few fourth dimension a week now, and try as he might, Albus could n't look to forget about it.

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Sorry for the delay ! I had to rewrite something and combine chapters because I thought this one was too short.

As usual, I do not own Harry Potter.

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As the first few days of November passed, the weather became gradually moth-eaten. The current of air was blowing fiercely, and soon snow would be falling. The for the first time year Gryffindors were not at all surprised when flatness got sick again and spent a few daytime in the hospital wing.

"Hey, lustrelessness ! How are you feeling ?"Albus asked at dinner when Matt reappeared from the hospital wing.

"All right,"Matt told him while putting intellectual nourishment onto his plate.

"You know, you get retch a lot, Matt. Are you sure you 're okay ?"John the Evangelist chimed in.

"Yeah, I know. I 've got this, er, unwellness. And it makes me get grisly quite a bit. I did n't need to worry you, so that 's why I never told you,"Matt replied quickly.

"But you 're full now, right ?"Albus asked, nervously.

"Um, sort of. I mean, I 'm better now, but it 'll happen again,"Matt told them and quickly changed the subject,"So, first Quidditch match in 2 weeks ! Gyrffindor vs. Hufflepuff. Should be a honest plot !"

"Uh, yeah, it should be,"Albus looked warily at Matt. Clearly he did n't like talking about his unwellness. Albus and John did n't bring it up again during the repast. Albus, john, and Matt spent the rest of dinner party talking about the upcoming match.

The adjacent two hebdomad dragged by. As the time before the Quidditch match drew shorter, the prevision and excitement increased. Both skipper were holding practices more often than usual. They alternated evenings for the sales talk, so each squad was practicing every other night. The Gryffindor players trudged back into the coarse elbow room well after ten o'clock at night on the days of their practices. They were usually muddy and common cold, as the atmospheric condition was not cooperating. Even the professor were getting into the flavor and were not assigning much homework to the musician, however they still piled it on the other students.

Excitement was extremely high in the Gryffindor commons way the night before the 1st Quidditch match. No one was getting practically prep done. The only ones trying were a few 7th geezerhood and Rose, who was reading a book with her fingers in her ears.

"Oi ! Rose !"Albus called across the mutual room as he walked over to her,"You actually trying to get homework done ? Why do n't you engage a time out ? You 've been studying all day."

"Yes, I know I have,"pink wine said irritably,"We 've got a big History of Magic exam this workweek, you know. And we have n't even won the match, so why celebrate yet ?"

"You know, you 're just like your mum,"Albus laughed as he left Rose to her book. He decided he 'd find James and wish him honest luck.

James was standing in the middle of the rough-cut room, surrounded by his chap mate."James II !"Albus shouted,"Could I have a word ?"

"Sure !"James shouted back, as he left the mathematical group,"What 's up ?"

"Just wanted to wish well you portion, was n't sure if I 'd see you before the match. You know, you 'll do ticket,"Albus told his brother."Are you nervous ?"

"A bit, yeah,"James responded,"It 's just everyone thinks I 'll be a slap-up Seeker because Dad was, so I do n't require to disappoint them."

"You wo n't. I 've seen you play. You 're the best Seeker this house has, that 's why you 're on the team,"Albus said reassuringly.

"I suppose. I guess I 'd amend get back to the team, we 're talking strategy,"James I told him.

"Ok, see you tomorrow."

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Albus was mighty that he was n't able to peach to Henry James before the compeer. Albus saw him briefly at breakfast, he was looking a bit sick and was n't eating anything. Shortly after Albus arrived at the table, however, the all squad left for the footlocker rooms. After eating some breakfast, Albus walked down to the pitch with Saint John the Apostle and lustrelessness. They found themselves rump high in the stands next to rosebush, Amanda, Janie, Marina, and Karina.

"Is James I nervous ?"rose wine asked Albus.

"A bit, yeah, he 's afraid everyone 's going to equate him to Dad, so he 's afraid he 's going to disappoint everybody,"Albus told her.

"Well, he wo n't,"blush wine said reassuringly.

"I know."

The conditions experimental condition could n't have been worse for a secret plan of Quidditch. The wind and rain from the late hebdomad had not let up at all. Albus had a heavy time seeing onto the pitch. Visibility was terrible, so the spectators had to mainly trust on the commentary to severalize them what was going on.

"Welcome to the first Quidditch peer of the season !"a booming interpreter shouted. Albus recognized it as Todd Smith, one of his cousin Georgia 's friends."Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff !

"And here come the team ! Gryffindor, Samantha Meyers, Ryan O'Malley, James Potter, Bradley Weasley, Fred Weasley, Peach State Weasley, and Heather Weasley. Blimey, that 's a lot of Weasleys ! Here are the Hufflepuffs ! Ted Shawn Ames, Jason Bristol, Lisa Galivant, Jessica Harper, Andy Kaper, and Stacey Manson !

"Captains Meyers and Harper have shaken work force, and the Quaffle is up !"

14 players and professor Oteski rose up into the sky on their brooms. Albus could just get to out the red robed Gryffindors and the chicken robed Hufflepuffs. Although he had no idea who was who.

"Gryffindor is in possession of the Quaffle. heather mixture Weasley is storming up the sales pitch, headed for the Hufflepuff goal. Oh ! Saved by custodian Bristol. Hufflepuff now in possession. Nice beater work by Omar Bradley Weasley, too bad Ames swerved just in time to avoid the bludger. And Hufflepuff scores !"

"tinker's damn it !"Albus shouted. whoremaster and Matt were hissing at the Hufflepuffs.

"Fred Weasley is in possession of the Quaffle, passes to Meyers, who then passes to Heather Weasley and back to Fred. That 's the way to do it ! obnubilate 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 game always sounded so charge when his dad told him about them, but Hogwarts games were much better in person. Albus had been to a few pro plot, but it somehow seemed better to watch out a secret plan that had your own category on the team.

The game continued on for what seemed comparable minute. The pelting and wind had farseeing since made Albus 's hands dull. But he did n't care.

"Blimey, do you think this could go on all day ?"Saint John the Apostle asked as Hufflepuff scored.

"I sure hope so !"matt shouted over the wind,"I 've been putting off an essay for Potions and have no itch to set out it anytime soon. ``

"Matt ! You should have done that essay years ago,"pink wine scolded,"I hope it ends soon, I still have some more learn to do do for history of Magic."

"And Heather Weasley mark for Gryffindor !"David Smith shouted,"The score is currently 100-90 Gryffindor. With no preindication of the canary ! Both searcher are flying slowly around the pitch, optic peeled for that favorable ball. Of course, the big excitement this game is Saint James potter, the new Gryffindor Seeker. His dad, Harry ceramist, was one of the beneficial seeker Gryffindor house has ever seen. But will James live up to his dad 's legacy ? Only time will tell apart. maitre d' Meyers has been quite secretive about their practices and would not let anyone watch James I fly until this match."

"Does Quidditch always cobbler's last this long ?"Amanda asked Albus.

"Not usually, but they do vary quite a bit. One world cup lasted over a month. All depends on the Seekers and the weather, usually. Weather like this, who knows when the canary will be seen,"Albus explained.

"well, I think I like watching Quidditch. Course, I could never diddle. You saw me on my broom in flying deterrent example. The affair would n't get up in the air,"Amanda laughed.

The initiative years had had a few flying lessons over the past few week. Amanda was n't the worst in the year, but was n't having much fortune with her Scots heather. Albus was pretty estimable. Not as good as James, but he thought he might be able-bodied to try out for chaser next year when Samantha Meyers left.

"Gryffindor scores again ! Blimey, if the lucifer goes on lots longer, we 'll be in for a Hogwarts phonograph record ! It 's past lunch time, the match has been going on for 4 hours in case anyone had been wondering. Oh, look at this ! I think Galivant has seen the Snitch !"Smith shouted.

Indeed, she had. Lisa Galivant was flying directly towards the ground, where the little prosperous winged orchis was hovering. James was flying a few animal foot above her and noticed her diva. He quickly pulled his broom into a honkytonk as well.

"And both seeker are neck in neck, heading towards the ground, where the golden snitch has been spotted ! potter is now pulling ahead a little. Kaper is headed towards a bludger that is right above both Seekers. And Kaper hits the bludger towards ceramicist, who has n't noticed it !"

whang ! The bludger collided with James 's skull, just as he reached for the stoolpigeon. He fell, headfirst off his broom from a height of 10 feet, and landed on the ground, not moving.

"James ! ! !"Albus shouted, as he tried to be active past all the students who were standing up in their posterior looking at the pitch.

"Potter is knocked off his Calluna vulgaris by a bludger sent by Andy Kaper. Surely, Galivant has caught the stoolie. But wait, she 's landing empty-handed. Where is the snitch ?"

Albus had managed to extricate himself from the stall, running onto the pitch, followed by John the Evangelist, matt, Amanda, and rosebush.

"James !"Albus shouted again, as he ran towards the crowd of teacher surrounding his brother. He pushed his way in between Profesor Patil and Professor Longbottom and saw his dad leaning down at James 's side of meat. He had an extremely worried facial expression on his face.

"I 'm taking him to the infirmary Wing,"Harry told the instructor as he picked Jesse James up. Harry started walking towards the rook. Albus ran after him, followed by his friends.

They burst through the wooden threshold and ran up the step to the Hospital fender. When they got inside, Harry deposited James onto a bed. lady Pomfrey was striding towards them.

"well, what 's happened ? Quidditch, right ?"she clicked her tongue,"Such a grievous summercater. I do n't know why they still allow it."She bustled over to Epistle of James and examined him."Cracked skull. I 'll receive it mended in no time, but he 's unconscious mind, so it might be a while before he comes round."

The doorway of the hospital annexe burst spread and a few teachers made their way into the room and stood by Harry.

Madam Pomfrey ran over to a cabinet and grabbed some potion to put on James 's heading. She went back over to James IV and started applying potion. Once she was done, she tapped her scepter to his oral sex and muttered a trance. She applied bandages and turned to his deal, which was clamped shut around something.

"facial expression like he managed to pick up the Snitch,"madam Pomfrey announced as she pried the still struggling gilt egg from his hand.

`` Wow, '' Harry smiled, `` That 's impressive. '' He took the snitcher from Madam Pomfrey and pocketed it. Harry sat down on a chairperson next to Saint James the Apostle '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 rightfulness ?"Albus whispered.

"I think he 'll be fine, Al,"Harry reassured Albus,"Although I ca n't tell you it did n't scare me one-half to death when I saw him settle from his broom. I never really thought much about the risk of Quidditch when I was playing it, but now that my own son is getting harm ...."

Albus stared at his sire."You 're not going to throw him hold back playing, are you ?"

Harry laughed,"'Course not ! I 'd be the dissembler of the century. I just worry about him. I 'm sure he 'll be exquisitely, though. This certainly wo n't be his in conclusion Quidditch injury. I had my fair share. I 'm just in for a worrisome succeeding 6 years."

"More than that, Dad,"Albus laughed,"I 'm going to try out for pursuer next year."

"And I 'm sure you 'll be gravid at it, Al. I 'll worry about you too. Although, Seekers tend to get injured the most out of all the players,"Harry got up from his chair,"well, I 've got to send an owl to your mother. She insisted I tell her how the biz 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 suffer some dinner party ? It 's been a farseeing day,"Harry kissed James IV on the frontal bone and left the hospital Wing.

James did n't regain consciousness until 3 solar day after the peer. Two 24-hour interval after that, Madam Pomfrey allowed him to allow the Hospital Wing. He was thrilled that he had managed to view the Snitch and win Gryffindor the lucifer, and was eagre to tell the fib over and over again to anyone who listened. Once James was out of the infirmary wing, the Gryffindors had a loud and rowdy party until the wee hour of the dayspring to lionize the win.

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The next few weeks flew by for Albus and his friends. Their piece of work load was steadily increasing as fall terminal figure drew to an end.

"Why did Patil hold to give us an essay due the Lapp day Slughorn did ?"John asked disgustedly, one night in the common 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 dullard, really. I think they must all vie to see who can give the most preparation,"trick told Albus as he feverishly finished up his Transfiguration essay.

"Even my dad is giving us a vast loading. I thought he 'd go easy on us cause he used to tell me how much he hated how much prep he was given."

"Done !"lavatory exclaimed, as he slammed his Transfiguration Holy Writ shut."Now, on to that potions essay."He dug around in his bag for his potions rule book."Could I borrow your notes, rosebush ?"

"No, use your own bill,"Rose said coldly. Even she was faltering under the immense study cargo, and was huddled at a corner tabular array which was buried under all her preeminence and books, doing her own potions essay.

"Ugh ! You know I do n't engage musical note !"whoremonger groaned.

"well, why not ?"rose wine asked.

"'Cause it 's boring,"Saint John explained,"Can I borrow yours, Albus ?"

"Sure, they 're in my bag,"Albus told privy as he frantically finished up a History of Magic homework.

john dug around in Albus 's bag until he found the notes."Thanks, married person ! Matt, do you necessitate to use them, too ?"John looked over at his friend.

Matt was curled up in an armchair, wincing in pain.

"Hey, are you okay ?"Saint John asked with a interested tone on his face. He and Albus had been so preoccupied with their turgid total of homework that they had n't noticed Matt leave the table.

"Huh ?"matt looked up, with his 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 spot and had to lean on the armchair for support.

"matte !"John the Evangelist ran over to his booster and grabbed his arm,"I 'll take you, O.K. ? You look like you 're about to descend over."

"Okay, thanks,"Matt mumbled as the two of them left the mutual 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 order us what disease he 's got. I wonder if it 's some really rare kind that not many people have heard of."

Rose looked up."Is n't it obvious ?"

"What ?"

blush wine got up from her tabular array, walked over to Albus, and whispered in his ear."Have n't you noticed that he always gets sick during the good moonlight ? I realized that after he got sick in Nov, and I 've been watching him the past few days."

Albus just looked at her with a dummy look on his face."So ? And why would I pay aid to full moons ?"

"Ugh !"Rose groaned,"Put it together. I do n't want to say what I think it is rightfulness now with so many masses around. And you should pay attention to broad synodic month for Astronomy."

"Well, then let 's waiting until they all go to bed. I 've certainly got enough homework to do between now and then,"Albus said impatiently.

"mulct, but it still seems obvious to me."

The cousins spent the future few hours working on their homework, waiting for the common elbow room to void out. After a half hour or so, John came back. Albus filled him in on what rose 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, King John, Rose, and Amanda were the only I left in the coarse room.

"So,"Albus whispered,"What have you figured out ?"

"well,"rose said slowly, looking up from her Herbology version,"The hint are that mat always gets ill around the full lunation, the few days before it he sleeps a lot and looks wan than common. He always goes to the infirmary Wing the night of a full moonshine, and when he comes back, he usually is covered in cuts and bruises."

"That 's cause he 's clumsy,"John said confidently.

"That 's what he wants you to think ! Do n't you get it ?"Rose shouted.

"dungeon your voice down, rose wine, someone 'll rouse up,"Amanda whispered,"Now what do you think mat has ?"

"He 's a werewolf,"pink wine said quietly.

"What ? !"John shouted,"No way."

"loup-garou ? ! You mean, those are actual ?"Amanda squeaked.

"'Course they 're actual, Amanda,"John told her,"So are vampires. Muggles just do n't recall they are."

`` The only thing I 'm still wondering about is why he does n't take Wolfsbane Potion, '' Rose continued, `` You know, that potion shimmy 's dad took to keep him from harming himself and others. ``

Albus had started to pace the common way."You know, Rose, it fits, it really does. matte sounds just like shimmy 's dad. But I do n't know. Why would n't he hold taken the potion ?

"Of course it fits ! I 've had a intuition about it ever since Oct, but I wanted to wait a few months to be sure. I do n't sleep with why he would n't get hold of the potion. But remember one of our first nights here and there was that atrocious shrieking ?"Rose asked.

"Yeah, I heard that,"Amanda told her.

"wellspring, it must make come from the shrieking Shack. That 's where shimmy '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 know how that works. lustrelessness must go there to metamorphose as well,"rosebush explained.

"I wonder why he would n't take the potion ?"Albus wondered aloud as he continued to pace."Dad said Teddy 's dad always took it."

"I dunno, Albus,"Rose said sadly,"But I 've heard it 's really unspeakable to transform if that potion is n't used."

"It fits, but I 'm still not sure. Are you absolutely for certain ? I do n't know if we should jump to conclusions,"Albus responded.

"I 'm pretty indisputable. I mean, I 'm not positive, because I have n't heard him say it or seen him transform. 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,"Saint 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 enough,"Albus stated, while looking warily at pink wine. blush wine rolled her eyes."We wo n't tell him we know. He obviously does n't want us to know. Otherwise, he 'd suffer 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 lycanthrope, but he probably does n't want anyone to know."

"That 's probably true. virtuoso have n't treated werewolves very well. shimmy 's dad could n't get a job after he was done at Hogwarts. He did oversee to get a job as DADA teacher here, but he quit once people found out he was a werewolf because parents would n't want him teaching their child,"Rose told Amanda,"It 's sad, really. Werewolves are harmless while they 're not transformed."

"He 's probably afraid what we would think,"John said,"If he 's a werewolf, that is. I say we keep track of when he transforms."

"commodity approximation. But if it turns out we 're right and he still does n't severalize us, I guess we 'll have to let him experience that we know,"Albus said.

"Yeah, I suppose we will,"John agreed.

"Oh, and mine and Rose 's Uncle poster was bit by a wolfman, but the wolfman was n't transformed at the fourth dimension. Uncle bank note 's not a werewolf, but I suppose I could ask him some questions over Christmas recess, to try and get some more data,"Albus told everyone.

"Good idea, Albus ! I 'll ask him with you,"rosiness exclaimed, while walking over to the dormitory door."I think we should probably go to bed. Good Night, everyone."

"night,"Albus, Amanda, and John responded.

Albus walked up the stairs to his dormitory. He could not barricade thinking about Matt. How could he be a werewolf ? Who bit him ? When ? Albus knew werewolves were perfectly harmless as long as they were n't transformed, but the idea still troubled him. Teddy 's dad had been his granddaddy 's protagonist at schooling, and he had been his dad 's dada instructor when he was in school. He had died in the combat against Voldemort. If only he could talk to him. Ask him enquiry about it. Was there anything Albus could do ?

Albus got into bed and pondered these enquiry. Eventually, he fell into a restless nap. He started out dreaming about failing a magic spell psychometric test and Professor Washburn chasing him through the castle with a beater 's bat. But soon, the dream shifted and became the nightmare that had plagued him since the first week of school.

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A/N : Please review ! No reviews from the last chapter, but thanks to my sister, 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 detainment

Harry was sitting in a night empty elbow room. A man in a dark cloak appeared following to him.

"He will yield,"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 return, he will return, he will devolve ...."the man said over and over again.
Harry awoke with a start, he sat up in bed, breathing fast. That was odd. Harry had not had a dream that seemed so tangible since before Voldemort had died. But Harry could n't possibly be seeing things through Voldemort anymore, not if he was drained.

Harry got up and paced the room. What did the pipe dream mean ? Was soul trying to bring 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 Saami ambition months ago ! Did this mean something ? Was there something significant about their pipe dream ? Or were they just stargaze ?

Harry walked over to his wardrobe and got out his cloak. He had to discuss this with somebody. As very much as he thought that the dream 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 times. 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 unusual since it was one o'clock in the cockcrow. Harry started to take the air down the corridor. He turned a corner and nearly bumped into someone.

"Who 's there ?"the somebody shouted and pointed his wand at Harry."ceramist ? What are you doing out so late ?"

"The Lapp could be said of you, Washburn,"Harry responded."Put your scepter away."

Washburn stowed his verge back in his cloak."What are you doing wandering the Radclyffe Hall at this hour ? I now see where Albus gets his musical theme about latterly night amble from."

"It 's none of your business organization, but I need to discuss something with someone,"Harry growled."And what are you doing ? Plotting mode to put my son in detention ? I know you 've got something against them, and I will determine out what."

"I 've aught against your sons, Potter, they just seem to misbehave more than the medium student,"Washburn sneered at Harry.

"James, yes, I 'll conceive that. He seems to take after his Uncle George II and his grandad,"Harry agreed,"But Albus ? He has only ever gotten detention from you, Washburn. All the other professors say he 's quiet down in class."

"Maybe in their social class. He 's always making trouble in mine. He talks while I 'm talking, irritates the other students, does n't do his homework, and does n't listen to me. Not to mention the fourth dimension he set me on fire !"Washburn shouted.

"Keep your articulation down, you 'll awake the unanimous castle,"Harry whispered,"And why on earth would Albus only do that material in your class, Washburn ?"

"How should I lie with how a delinquent 's mind works ? Maybe you should ask him,"Washburn spat.

"Just call back, I 'm watching you, Washburn. So are the former professors,"Harry told him,"Now if you 'll exempt me, I have some occupation to attend to."Harry strode past Washburn and ignored any encourage communication attempts from him.

There was something fishy about Washburn, Harry thought. He had never met the man before starting as a teacher at Hogwarts. But for some reason Washburn seemed to dislike Harry as soon as they met. Maybe it was because King James I misbehaved so much in socio-economic class last twelvemonth ? Is that why he hates Albus as well ? Harry did not lie with, but he hoped to chance out.

Harry found Ron standing near The Three Broomsticks."Hey, Ron."

Ron jumped."Blimey, Harry, you scared me !"Ron whispered as he lowered his wand.

"Sorry. I 've got to blab out to you about something,"Harry whispered back.

"What is it ?"Ron asked.

Harry relayed both his and Albus 's dream to Ron."And when Albus told me about his dream, I just thought it was a incubus, but it seems odd that we would both have the same dream."

"How could you both have the Saami pipe dream ?"Ron questioned.

"No idea. The exclusively thing I could think of is that someone is using Legilimency on both of us."

"Well, it 's potential. You 've never been very serious at Occlumency, have you ? And Albus has certainly never used it. Plus whoever is doing it must be middling stupid. Why would someone plant that dreaming in your head teacher if they wanted to do something evil ? Why would n't they just register your creative thinker and be done with it ?,"Ron reasoned.

"Yeah, that 's what I thought of, too. Who would require me to jazz they 're reading my mind and make me call up Voldemort is coming back ? It would also throw to think of someone 's either getting into the castle at night or it 's a teacher or student,"Harry said worriedly.

"fountainhead, I have n't seen anyone near the palace grounds tonight and how could they get past the protection ?"Ron asked.

"I know, that 's what makes me think it 's a student or teacher. And no pupil would be able-bodied to do Legilimency like that. Maybe a 7th yr could, if they studied and practiced enough,"Harry told Ron.

"wellspring, whoever 's doing it, it 's pretty worrisome,"Ron stated.

"I know. And what about the dream itself ? I mean, if someone is making Albus and I dream this, then they must be trying to bring back Voldemort."

"But how on land could they do that ?"Ron asked.

"I 'm not sure, exactly. But I have a hunch. The Resurrection I. F. Stone,"Harry replied.

"But that does n't really bring hoi polloi back."

"I know, but it does get back a form of them that only the person with the gem can see. And you can mouth to them. I talked to my parents, Sirius, and lupine with it, remember ?"Harry explained.

"Yeah, that 's true. If whoever 's doing this had the Harlan F. Stone, then they 'd be able to talk to Voldemort ?"Ron asked,"Blimey, that 's shivery. But how could they get the stone ? Us and Hermione are the only ones who know where it is."

"I know, but if they 're using Legilimency, then they 'd be able to see out from me,"Harry said quietly.

"Well, what are we going to do ?"Ron asked nervously.

"I do n't recognise, Ron, I really do n't,"Harry confessed,"I 'm going to have to retrieve of a program. If someone 's been reading my mind, then they might 've already seen where the Isidor Feinstein Stone is. I think I 'll hold to increase the protective cover near the forest. I 'll assign more Aurors to Hogsmeade. Ask Hagrid if he 's noticed anything funny story happening in or around the forest."

"speech sound adept. But whatever you do, I think it might be best for you to at to the lowest degree try to use Occlumency again,"Ron suggested.

"I know, I 'll try. I 've gotten better over the years, and hopefully it 'll be thoroughly enough,"Harry replied.

"What are you going to tell Albus ?"Ron asked.

"Nothing. He still thinks the dreaming 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 fry about the Hallows. I wanted to hold back until they were old. Did n't want them blabbing about them to half the school. You know how James is."

"I know, that 's why I never told Rose or Hugo either,"Ron agreed.

"Well, I 'd better get back up to the school day. Keep your eyes peeled and your wand out. As Mad-Eye would have said, 'Constant alertness'. We still do n't really know that it 's a student or teacher yet, and I 'd favour not to have to start questioning my colleagues."

"All right, Harry, you 're the genus Bos,"Ron joked."Good Night, then."

"'Night."

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The next few days passed quickly. Albus, John, Rose, and Amanda visited matt in the hospital wing a few times but cipher mentioned the conversation about him being a werewolf. Instead they just talked about what had been going on in year. lusterlessness left the infirmary wing one forenoon a twain days later and met his friends in the Great Hall for breakfast. Again, cipher mentioned the conversation from the full moon.

Albus looked up from his toast for a few seconds and noticed that Quinton Willinson was striding over to the Gryffindor tabular array with a smug feel on his face. What did he want ?

"Guess what, toilet ?"Quinton leered at Albus."Slughorn 's having a Dec 25 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 toilet show ?"

James walked into the Great Hall and immediately discover Quinton near his brother. He ran over to see what was going on.

"What are you doing here ?"James River asked, crossing his munition across his chest.

"Ah, the elderly potty ! What a pleasure to take in them both here at once,"Quinton said excitedly,"I was just telling your honey brother about Slughorn 's Christmas Day political party. I was merely wondering if he would be attending."

"That 's none of your byplay,"James glared at Quinton.

"Will you be going as well ?"Quinton asked, ignoring James 's comment."Then we could own a running commentary about your Quidditch skills as well as listen to your brother 's outbursts !"

"Shut it !"King James I shouted, turning common beet red and drawing his wand.

"James ! It 's ok, just ignore him,"Albus told his brother.

"No, it 's no ok,"St. James responded.

"Going to duel me, Potty ? I can take both of you,"Quinton drew his verge and pointed it at James.

"Bet you ca n't take us as well,"St. John said as he and Matt both drew their wands.

"Easy,"Quinton snorted.

"What is going on here ? Dueling at breakfast ?"prof Washburn walked over to the mesa and sneered at James.

"No, prof, just defending my pal,"James II responded.

"I believe that qualifies as dueling, thrower,"Washburn bicker,"Detention for you and your blood brother, plus Brickston and Eckerton as well. And 50 points from Gryffindor."

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 back talk, ceramicist, or I 'll score it 2 custody,"Washburn growled as he walked up to the staff table."I 'll tell you all the day of the month and meter in your following becharm class. And I do n't care if you have Quidditch practice during the time 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 preposterous !"King 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 detention a week from him."

"Quidditch praxis is tonight at 7 ! He better not form it this night !"Epistle of James groaned.

"wonderment what he 'll have us do ?"John asked.

"Dunno ? He usually has me do lines, while he glares at me,"Albus told him.

"I hate lines,"Matt sighed,"They 're so boring."

"fountainhead, there 's a lot worse detentions than line of products,"James told him.

"True. Blimey, look at the clock time !"lusterlessness shouted as he glanced at his watch."We 're going to be tardy for DADA !"

Matt, Albus, and John got up from the table and murmured rushed goodbyes to James, who was rushing off to chronicle of illusion. Albus noticed that the girls had already left for class.

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"Well, that was boring, lav groaned as he, Albus, and matte left papa a while later,"Why do we have to read about the enchantment before we get to do them !"

"Because otherwise you wo n't understand what the spell does and what the decimal point of it is,"rose wine said, exasperatingly. She was often explaining the stop of reading to John.

"I 'd rather study in daddy than do spells in magic spell,"Albus sighed. The Gryffindors were on their way to their least favorite class.

"Me, too,"matte agreed,"And we 'll be learning what our custody will consist 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 Jesse James is supposed to have Quidditch practice."

"Of line,"Matt agreed, as he pushed open the door to the Charms classroom. The boys walked inside and found their common table at the back of the room.

Washburn stormed into the room a few minutes later, he was obviously in a bad mood."Today we 'll be starting to find out how to make a hemangioma simplex walk across the table. It 's not very hard, if you 've been practicing the incantation and reading up on it."Washburn swished his baton and a strawberry appeared in front of each scholar."well, get to it then !"

Saint John the Apostle looked at Albus,"You been practicing or reading up on this, Mate ?"

"Nope, how about you ?"

"'Course not,"trick laughed."facial expression 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 mesa. Washburn, who had been glaring at the scholar from behind his desk, got up and strode over to Rose.

"Apparently individual in this course has shown that they might have a small bit of talent,"he spat at Rose."I suppose if this were any other class, Gryffindor may give gotten a few percentage point. But I, on the other hand, do n't think this is very remarkable, considering you 've supposedly been studying this for a few days and every one of you should be equal to of doing what missy Weasley 's done. Now, back to work !"

"Blimey, he 's mad,"lav whispered to Albus and Matt.

"Sure is, I mean, blush wine did a in effect job. None of us can do it,"mat agreed.

Albus looked around the elbow room and noticed that to the highest degree of the social class 's strawberries were not so much as moving a leaf. A few of them had made a feeble attempt to roller over, but that was it. As the social class progressed, Washburn started to stand behind the binding table and blaze as Albus, Matt, and Saint John tried to arrive at their hemangioma simplex 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 proper way to make a piece of fruit walk, due on Friday. And Potter, Eckerton, and Brickston come up here to put your detention."

The rest of the course of study stared at Albus, Matt, and John as they left the room. The three boys walked slowly up to Washburn 's desk after the rest of the course of instruction had left.

"Your detention will be this Saturday, at noon. You will cope with me in the Great Hall, where you will be polishing the portrait flesh, household point hourglasses, and whatever else needs cleaning. potter, you tell your buddy this, I expect him there as well, despite his Quidditch practice,"Washburn barked,"You 're dismissed."

Albus, matte, and whoremonger ran out of Washburn 's room 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 detention ?"Albus wondered."He 's always had me do pipeline, before."

"Bet he thinks it 'll be funny story, watching us clean house. Plus, it 's a Saturday, there 'll be lots of people around to gaze at us. He 'll probably enjoy our humiliation,"can said.

"What are you talking about ?"King James asked as he sat down future to John.

"Detention. Saturday at midday, cleaning in the Entrance Granville Stanley Hall,"Albus told him.

"Bloody sin ! I 've got Quidditch practice at twelve noon !"James shouted as he slammed his chalice on the table.

"I know, that 's probably why he made the detention then,"Albus said.

"He hates us, I swear he does,"Saint James the Apostle growled,"He 's always hated Gryffindors, that 's a known fact, but he seems to detest us more than everyone else."

"Do n't you think it 's a bit unknown ?"Albus asked.

"Not really. Some teachers just do n't wish sure bookman,"john explained,"'Course, the scholarly person never really happen out why."

"Sucks, though. I mean, what if he 's always giving me detention during Quidditch exercise ? This 'll be the 4th pattern I 've missed for Washburn 's hold. Samantha wo n't be too happy about it."

"You 'll just have to keep an eye on yourself around him. Do n't say a word during his class,"Albus advised.

"I know, I 've been doing that since beginning of finally year,"James explained,"After I set off a dungbomb during the 2d class."

"Well, that 's why he hates you !"Matt laughed,"And he probably thinks Albus is just similar you."

"He does,"Albus groaned.

"I guess I 'd better be off to stratum,"James River told them as he got up from his seat."See you lot later."

"Bye,"Albus told his comrade. He turned to bathroom and Matt."I guess we 'd better go too."

"Yeah, probably. Double potions,"Saint John the Apostle said as he got up.

"Ugh, just what I need. Slughorn 'll probably invite me to his Christmas party."

Sure enough, at the end of social class, Slughorn asked Albus and rose to see him after everyone left.

"We 'll wait for you,"trick told Albus. He, Matt, and Amanda waited at the back of the room.

"Albus and rose !"Slughorn beckoned them to his desk,"Great job, today, big job. Both of your potions were superb !"

"Thanks,"Albus muttered.

"It was a challenge, but I think I did all right !"blush wine said excitedly.

"Well, as you both probably know, I 'm having a little Christmas party on the last day of condition. You are both bid, of grade, and may bring guests. I hope to see you there ! I have some concern citizenry coming that I 'm sure as shooting you 'd care to meet !"

"Who ?"Albus asked warily.

"Oh, do n't want to spoil the surprisal !"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, someone told me your dad 's going,"rose said,"So you might birth to go."

"I do n't care."

"Oh, come on, Albus ! What if he has really bang-up renowned people there ! I heard once he had some Quidditch players come !"lav told him.

"I really do n't believe anyone would jump anything with Uncle Harry there,"rosiness 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 give Slytherins special handling, but Professor thrower does n't,"matt said confidently.

"If you do go, can I be your guest ?"Amanda asked,"I 've never been to one."

"You can be my guest, Amanda,"rosebush told her,"I told you I 'd choose you to the next one after I took Janie to the Halloween one."

"Oh, yeah."

"Fine, 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, Saturday had arrived and so did detention with Washburn. Albus was used to Washburn 's hold, but he had never had to do one that was n't lines before. He was a bit nervous about what the detention would involve and about having to do it in public.

When Albus, lav, and lustrelessness arrived in the Great Hall, neither James nor Washburn were there yet."St. James better get here before Washburn does,"Albus said nervously.

"Yeah, Washburn 'll devote him another detention if he 's late,"Matt agreed.

At that import, Epistle of James came bursting through the oak doors."Oh, trade good, he 's not here yet !"

"You 're lucky,"John told him.

"What is Potter lucky about ?"a cold vox from behind whoremonger said.

trick turned around to see Washburn staring down at him."naught, Professor."

"Good,"Washburn squabble."Now, if you 'll each take a bottle of cleaner and a rag, we can get started."He gestured to a bucketful of cleanup supplies at his feet."We 'll be doing Muggle cleaning. I want you each to pop out out by polishing the House item hourglasses. They must be spotless."

Albus, James, John, and Matt each took a rag and started to round off the hourglasses. Washburn paced behind them, staring at each one in turn of events. Every once and a spell, he would scrutinise the cleanliness of the hourglasses.

"You missed a dapple, thrower,"Washburn growled at Albus.

While the son were polishing the hourglasses, various student and professor would walk by and stare at them. Much to Albus 's disgust, Quinton Willinson passed by a lot.

"Oh, look, crapper 's doing his detention for trying to duel with me,"Quinton laughed,"good story how he thought he could actually duel me."

Albus just ignored his taunts and rubbed the Hufflepuff hourglass even harder.

"That worthless git,"John whispered to Albus."If any of us taunted him in detention, we 'd get a detention 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 stubborn man of dirt."They 're both horrible."

"I just wish it had been some early instructor who passed by our tabular array that break of day,"John the Evangelist groaned,"Then Willinson would have at least gotten detention, too."

"Get back to body of work, ceramicist !"Washburn shouted at James, who had stopped polishing the Gryffindor hourglass and was resting his head on it.

"Something wrong, Saint James ?"Albus whispered.

"I dunno. My nous just felt funny all of a sudden."

"D'you think you 're ill or something ?"Albus asked,"Maybe you should go to the infirmary Wing."

"Nah, Washburn would never let me. He 'd suppose I was faking. I used way too many Skiving Snackboxes in his stratum finally year."

"Yeah, but if you 're really ill, he 'll have to let you go,"Albus said with a look of care on his face.

"I know, but he 'd piddle me do the detention over again."

"Shut up, ceramist ! Both of you back to work or I 'll give you another detention !"Washburn screamed.

For the remainder of the detention, James II was very quiet. The boys worked until two o'clock, at which point all four hourglasses were cleanser than they had been in eld.

"I think you should go to the Hospital Wing,"Albus told James.

"Yeah, probably,"James agreed.

"I need to go, too,"John told them,"My hired man spirit like it 's going to fall off ! I hate Muggle cleaning."

"Me, too,"lusterlessness agreed, while rubbing his hand.

"I doubt lady Pomfrey will fix it, though,"Albus told them,"She usually does n't do that after instructor make us do Muggle cleaning."

John and flatness decided to go with Albus and James to the Hospital Wing anyway. When they got there, Madam Pomfrey was already tending to Thomas Bradley Weasley, who had taken a bludger to the arm during Quidditch practice.

"Yes, yes, what is it ?"Madam Pomfrey asked the boys.

"wellspring, I was doing Muggle cleaning for Washburn 's detention-"James I started to say, but gentlewoman Pomfrey cut him off.

"You know I do n't fix aching hands due to detentions ! If I did, you would n't learn anything from them !"

"It 's not that. I was polishing the Gryffindor hourglass, and my capitulum felt funny all of a sudden. It was n't like a worry. I 've never felt that way before. I kept seeing my own memories."

Madam Pomfrey quickly looked up from Bradley and bustled over to James."Really ? Well, that sounds an direful lot like someone was using Legilimency on you."

"What ?"James shouted.

"Someone was reading your creative thinker. That 's why you were seeing your own retention,"Madam Pomfrey explained,"Who else was in the Great Marguerite Radclyffe Hall with you ?"

"well, Washburn of course,"Albus told her. James appeared to be in shock and could n't speak."And Quinton Willinson, a couple of his friend, the Gryffindor Quidditch team, a variety of Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws I do n't know, a few other professors. They all wandered in and out of the Great Hall."

madam Pomfrey sighed."That does n't really help any. We really do n't have 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 headmaster and your father about this."

James had found his voice again."Okay."

Madam Pomfrey went back to tending to Bradley, and William James, Albus, trick, and Matt left the room.

"That 's so strange,"King James I told them,"Why would anyone require to read my idea ?"

"No musical theme,"Albus shrugged.

"I bet it was Willinson,"John growled."What a git."

"Yeah, he was probably just doing it to scare you,"flatness agreed.

"Was he even in the elbow room when your head felt suspect ?"Albus asked.

"I do n't really remember,"King James I told him.

"fountainhead, I bet Dad 'll take care of it,"Albus reassured his brother.

"I guess,"James said distractedly,"I think I 'm going to go back to the common room."

"okey, 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 recollective than usual, but if I split it up, it would deliver been two extremely abruptly chapters. Please leave a inspection and I will answer it ! Thanks as always to Dancer Of Starlight for reading this before I posted and to my brother and early sister who are not on HPFF.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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Chapter 8 : Parties and Pranks

During the next few weeks, the teachers had increased their prep, each insisting that the students needed to increase their perusal meter. Albus found himself doing homework every day after dinner, and finding it punishing to receive time to receive snow ball engagement outside.

Albus had n't forgotten about his cleaning detention with Washburn, and was doing even more to try to remain away from him. During class, Albus would n't even look at Washburn. He did not say a single word during appealingness anymore. No more talking to can and Matt while they were practicing making fruit walk across their desks.

Albus had noticed that James had changed since the hold. He was quieter, and often sat in a corner of the usual room with their cousins Cedric and Ben, whereas he used to be at the center of attention, talking about Quidditch matches. 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 mat knew. Of trend, 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 much as James was.

Before they knew it, Noel holiday was upon them. There was one day left, which was the day of Slughorn 's Christmas political party. The integral school was talking about it, and envious bookman who had not received invitations were constantly dropping steer to invited scholar about going with them. Albus would stimulate gladly given up his invitation, but since all his cousins, Saint James the Apostle, and his dad were going, he had to go too.

Albus, John, and Matt had decided they should go a little later than the party actually started, so they could try to drop off in unnoticed. John in particular, was very excited about going.

"Which Quidditch participant do you think Slughorn 's invited ?"he asked as they walked down to the dungeons.

"Dunno. Maybe he 's invited a span !"Matt responded excitedly.

"Yeah ! I sure hope so,"whoremaster said.

"Guess we 're about to find out,"Albus told them as he opened the room access and walked into the dungeon. It was packed. Albus noticed most of his cousins, with their flaming red fuzz. The few who had not inherited the hair were blending in with everyone else.

"Blimey ! How are we supposed to find the Quidditch players with all these people here ?"John exclaimed.

"No idea. How about we head for the nutrient and Leslie Townes Hope we find them on the way ?"matte asked.

"audio near. C'mon, Albus,"John said as he pushed through citizenry to get to the intellectual nourishment. Albus and Matt followed.

"You see Willinson anywhere ?"Albus whispered.

"No, but it 's knockout to tell if he 's here or not,"John answered.

"I 'm certainly he 's here somewhere. Keep your oculus peeled for him,"Albus told his friends."I 've got to stay on away from him."

When the son arrived at the food table, they saw that rose and Amanda were already there."Hi. Did you just get here ?"blush wine asked.

"Yup, wanted to slip in unnoticed,"Albus told her as he grabbed a plate and started filling it."Seen anyone interesting yet ?"

"Yeah, actually. The rumor about the Quidditch thespian was right,"rose responded.

"Really ! ? Who 's here ?"John shouted, as he scanned the crowd.

"King Oliver Wood. He used to be steward for Puddlemere United,"rosebush told him.

"I know who he played for, Rose. He 's really here ? That 's brilliant. Puddlemere United 's my team,"John Lackland told them.

"We know, you 've told us a million time,"Rose said exasperatingly.

"Who else ?"Albus asked.

"Helena Yaspies, current Chaser for Chudley Cannons,"Amanda told them.

matte started choking and spat out his mouthful of butterbeer. Albus slapped him on the spinal column."You okay, copulate ?"

"I 'm exquisitely !"lustrelessness coughed,"The Chudley carom are my team ! I 've got to line up her ! Anyone got a quill for an autograph ?"

Rose laughed."You guy are crazy."

"cypher crazy about wanting to play your pet Quidditch players,"King John told her."Blimey, Joseph Oliver Wood ..."

"I ever tell you that my dad used to play on the Gryffindor squad with King Oliver Wood ?"Albus asked John.

This metre it was John 's turn to spit out his butterbeer."No ! You never did ! Why not ?"

Albus laughed."You never asked. Anyway, he was chieftain when my dad joined the team in his foremost year. They played on the team together until my dad 's third year."

"Blimey ! That 's superb ! So, you could have met him ?"John asked.

"I have,"Albus smiled.

"You 're kidding !"john shouted,"wellspring, what are we waiting for ? Go introduce me !"

Albus laughed."Ok, let 's go find him. You want to come, rose and Amanda ?"

pink wine sighed,"Sure, I guess."

"Any prospect you know capital of Montana Yaspies ?"lustrelessness 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 cover of the elbow room."He 's talking to your dad."

Albus made his way to the back of the room, his friends following behind him. The room was slightly less crowded in the spine. There was still no planetary house 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 hear 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 school ?"King Oliver asked.

"Yeah, it 's outstanding !"Albus responded."These are my booster, whoremonger Brickston- he 's a big Puddlemere United supporter, lusterlessness Eckerton, and Amanda Tagger."

"Hi, nice to meet you,"Oliver told Albus 's supporter."So, you support Puddlemere United, whoremaster ?"

"Yeah !"John shouted, his middle lit up."I 've been to a few mate. I saw you in the shoemaker's last one you played in ! I was 9, but I remember it like it was yesterday. Such spectacular saves."

King Oliver laughed,"That was a good secret plan. I 'm glad you enjoyed it."

"It was awing !"Gospel According to John said.

A improbable brunette came walking over to the radical, carrying a little boy on her hip. A trivial girl was trailing behind her with a home plate of Christmas biscuits.

"Hey, Heather,"Oliver put his arm around the woman."John, lustrelessness, Amanda, this is my married woman, Heather. And this,"Oliver took the minuscule boy from his wife and put him on his shoulders,"is my 2 year old son, Alex. And my daughter, Buddy Holly who is 6."

"Hi,"St. John the Apostle and Matt said together.

"I stopped playing custodian shortly after Alex was born. Could n't keep up all the traveling with 2 kids."

"I remember that,"John told him,"I was kinda mad, but was just glad I got to see your shoemaker's last match."

Joseph Oliver laughed,"I understand. I would have been mad if I were you, too. But I 've got high Leslie Townes Hope for little Alex here. He can already fly his toy ling expertly. And Charles Hardin Holley 's already flying a veridical Scots heather !"Oliver beamed, he was obviously gallant of his kids.

"That 's jolly neat !"Matt replied,"My mum would n't let me on a broom until I was 9."

"Holly was on one at 5. But just because you start late does n't mean you 'll be a bad Quidditch player,"Oliver explained,"Look at your DADA teacher ! Had n't set one leg over a Calluna vulgaris until he was 11."

"Yeah, but I 'm applesauce at Quidditch,"mat told him.

"Hey, Mr. forest, 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 rumors, how could I not bring one ?"

"Sure, I 'll sign it,"Oliver took the Quaffle and signed it with a quill that he pulled out of his gown. He then handed it back to John.

"Thank you,"John whispered, as he stared in awe at the Quaffle.

"How 'bout you, Matt ?"Oliver asked,"You want an autograph ?"

"Sure ! But I do n't hold a Quaffle."

"That 's okey. I 've got some parchment,"Oliver signed some parchment and gave it to Matt.

"Thanks !"Matt pocketed the parchment.

Alex started whining."Hungy, hungy !"

"Well, boys, I 've got to go get some food for fiddling Alex, here,"Joseph Oliver told them,"Enjoy the party !"He and broom walked towards the food for thought table with Holly behind them.

"Wow, just wow,"John told his acquaintance,"That was so cool."

"I 'll say,"lusterlessness replied.

"I ca n't conceive you two know him !"John told Albus and Rose.

rose rolled her eyes,"It 's no big deal."

"You just do n't like Quidditch that much,"Albus told her,"It 's lawsuit you 're atrocious on a broom."

"Shut it, Albus,"Rose glared at him.

"Where 's Helena Yaspies ?"can scanned the crowd,"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 !"Saint John grinned.

"What ?"Albus looked at him like he was crazy,"Why on world do you need to see him ?"

"I 've been plotting a little harlequinade,"John the Evangelist whispred,"C'mere."He pulled them behind a table and they all crouched down. John pulled a box out of his bag."This is an Exploding Eclair."

"What ?"Amanda asked.

"Exploding Eclair,"trick 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 feature been on the receiving end of an Exploding Eclair at the family dinner before commencement of terminus. His full cousin, Tom Bradley, had done it.

"Plant it on Willinson 's shell,"John told them,"But I 'll want your service. When Willinson sets his home base down, walk by him. conclusion enough that he can see you, but far enough that he 'll possess to forget his plate unattended. Then I 'll put the eclair on it. And when he bites into it, bam ! It 'll explode."

"Brilliant !"Matt shouted.

"I dunno. It 'll make him real mad,"Albus said.

"But he wo n't get laid it 's us ! That 's the beauty of it. There 's so many mass here,"lavatory explained,"But to be on the safety side, we 'll will right after. We do n't want to rest if he 's here anyway."

"True,"Albus agreed.

"Everyone in, then ?"Saint John the Apostle asked, grinning.

"Yep,"they all stated.

"Then let 's go,"trick got up from under the table and his friends followed. Willinson was still by the desk, so Albus, Matt, Amanda, and Rose headed over. They walked next to the food table and waited until Willinson noticed them. It did n't demand long. He spotted them, smirked, and set down his solid food. Albus saw lav close in on his plate.

"how-do-you-do, Potty, Weasel, and company,"Willinson glared,"Enjoying the party ? I 'm just waiting until the moment 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 early hand,"Willinson laughed,"Do n't wish the popularity, do you, baby Potty ?"

"Shut it,"lustrelessness stepped towards Willinson.

"What 're you going to do about it, prawn ?"Willinson towered over matte by at least a foot.

"You think I 'd tell you what I 'd do ? Think I 'm stupefied ? If I told you, you 'd know how to block it,"mat growled.

"I doubt there 's a curse you know that I do n't make love how to block."

"Probably, but I know you would n't bug out anything with Professor Potter a few foundation away,"lustrelessness jerked his forefront in the direction of Harry.

At that moment, Albus looked over and saw Saint John. John winked at him and walked away from Willinson 's plate.

"fountainhead, I think I 've had enough 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,"St. John gave him a thumbs up,"We 're on."

They walked over to the threshold of the donjon so they could break away easily if needed. Willinson picked up his photographic plate and wandered back over to his Quaker. As they were talking, he picked up the eclair and bit into it.

The explosion was amazing. As soon as Willinson bit the eclair, cream exploded all over his face and in a 2 foot spoke around him. A few bystanders were hit as well. It did n't seem possible that that much cream could fit in one eclair.

"Bloody hell on earth !"Willinson shouted, and the whole keep went mute. Everyone looked at Willinson and started laughing.

Willinson looked around the elbow 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 damn splendid,"Gospel According to John said once Willinson had disappeared into the hallway.

"Yeah, it was !"Matt agreed.

The lady friend 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 have a go at it it was us !"flatness 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 Dec 25 good luck tomorrow, so it does n't matter !"King John grinned.

"I suppose you 're mighty,"Albus smiled,"But let 's get to the common way 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 president in the back for them to occupy.

"So, who 's excited about Christmas ?"lav asked,"I sure am, I could use a break from studying."

"You 're not going to get a break,"Rose told him,"We 've got loads of homework."

"Way to put a damper on things, rose,"whoremaster answered,"But at least there 's no classes !"

"I 'm looking forward to Christmas,"Albus said,"I love Christmas."

"What do you usually do for the holidays ?"Amanda asked.

"Oh, it 's large ! We all go to my grandma and grandpa 's family. Everyone. My family, blush wine 's mob, all our aunts, uncles, and cousins. Plus slip and his nanna. It 's pretty crowded, but it 's still fun. I love it. Usually someone winds up having too much to wassail and there 's loads of jape played on people,"Albus said excitedly.

"Yeah, it 's reasonably groovy. We do n't all remain the whole break, though. Because near of us have other family to visit. My folk usually stays until a few Clarence Day after Yuletide and then we spend the relief of the holiday with my mum 's parents,"rose explained,"But Albus 's family spends the hale break at the burrow, that 's what we call my grandparents'house."

"Yep. But most of our full cousin go straight to the Burrow from Hogwarts. My house always goes home first, to chat my grandparents'tomb. We always do that on Xmas Eve. Dad 's been going ever since he was 17, every year on Christmas Eve. Then we get the Burrow late that night."

"What do you do you lot do for Noel ?"rosebush asked.

"Oh, I love Christmas too,"John smiled,"We stay at my household and my aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents all come over. They never all come at the Saami time, though, so it gets moderately looney. My mum freak out because she never knows how a good deal to falsify. And usually someone starts arguing about something, but it 's all right wing. My menage loves to argue, but we never get actual mad at each other."

"Sounds pretty poise. You have a lot of cousin-german, John ?"Amanda asked.

"A fair sum. about of them are all younger than me, though. 'Course that means they 're great to diddle tricks on,"whoremonger laughed.

"well, my kin celebrates Hannukah,"Amanda told everyone.

"Oh, that 's not bad,"Albus told her.

"Yeah, it 's unspoilt. I 'm just glad Hannukah is late this yr, so I 'll be home for it. Sometimes it 's at the end of November. But anyway, I have a pretty small mob. Just 3 cousins and my aunt and uncle. And my lilliputian brother and old sister. My cousins usually come over for two days or so and we all central nowadays. It 's quiet, but fun."

"Sounds fun,"John agreed,"But I love my huge tawdry family. What do you do, matt ? You 've been awful quiet."

Matt looked up from the table."Christmastide has never been all that fun for me, I guess. We usually go down to Australia to claver my grandparents."

"That sounds like fun to me,"John told Matt.

"Well, it 's not. I do n't like Australia. That 's where-"But flatness suddenly stopped talking.

"Where what ?"John asked.

"Nothing, nothing. It 's just, that 's where I, er, got be sick for the first time. You know, how I get barf 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 stately when we visit them. They 're plentiful and stuck up. Never let me do anything there. I have to just sit still and they 're always staring at me. supposition they do n't need me to erupt anything. Luckily we only visit them at Christmas. I do n't suffer any first cousin. My dad 's got a brother, but he 's bread and butter 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 yearn meter ago, before I was born. So I do n't have a lot phratry. I just wish we 'd spend Yule at home."

Albus, John, Amanda, and rosebush just looked at lustrelessness."I 'm sorry, Matt. I wish you had a better Christmas,"Rose said sympathetically.

"Why do n't you spend Christmas with us ?"Albus asked,"No one will note another person in the Burrow."

"That 's a great idea !"Rose shouted.

"I dunno. I do n't think my parents will let me. Especially this short observation,"Matt looked down glumly."My mum likes all of us to be together on Yuletide. She seems to think every year it will be different. That my grandparents will tease apart up. But they never do."

"Blimey,"John whispered,"That stinks."

"I know,"Matt agreed.

At that moment, William James came bursting in with his friend, Nathan. They both made a beeline for Albus 's table.

"Was it really you ?"James shouted breathlessly,"Did you give Willinson the Exploding Eclair ?"

privy grinned."It was my idea."

"Brilliant, just brilliant,"King James smiled,"The smell on his face ..."

"Yeah, but you lot had better watch out when you side by side see him. He seemed to know it was you,"Nathan told them.

"I 'm not worried,"John answered,"He 'll probably blank out about it over Christmas."

"I sure hope so,"Albus stated. He looked at his watch. It was midnight."fountainhead, 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 train is leaving at noon tomorrow."

Albus got up out of his death chair and headed to the stairway. He could n't wait to go to the Burrow. He missed being surrounded by his family all the metre. He missed his grandmother 's preparation. thinking of the delicious 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 review. Thanks as always to Dancer Of Starlight and my early Sister and chum. Also, thanks to fagot and teddysxxgirl for their recapitulation ! Next chapter is Christmastime Eve.

know this chapter is short, but I did n't want to fuse it with anything else. It stands on its own.
Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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"Lily !"Harry shouted into the living room,"Are you prepare to go ? All packed ?"Harry was standing with Ginny in presence of the battlefront room access, with a couple trunks and travelling bag at his feet. Saint James and Albus were standing nearby, having a sword fight with a dyad false wands. Albus 's wand turned into a phony parrot and emitted a loud squawking noise.

"Albus ! James !"Ginny scolded them,"Behave yourselves."Epistle of James and Albus quickly stowed the baton and parrot into their trunks.

A small, red-headed girl walked into the room, trailing a pink rolling bag."Are we leaving now ?"

"Yes, we are. What were you doing in there, dear ?"Ginny asked.

"I was packing. I could n't come up all my Wendy Wiccan dolls and had to expect all over the house for them."

James laughed."Do you have to engage them everywhere ?"

"Of form I do ! I could n't give any of them home base. It would n't be average,"Lily explained. Albus and King James I laughed even harder."Mum ! Tell them to shut up."

"Boys, be nice to your sis. Now, does everyone have everything ? I 'm sending the proboscis to the burrow and we wo n't be coming back after we visit Godric 's Hollow,"Ginny informed them.

"Yes, we 've got everything,"Albus told them.

"goodness,"Ginny waved her wand and the torso and suitcases disappeared,"Now, then, it 's time to go. Lily, take my arm. Boys, take your father's."And with a brassy sally, the thrower family disappeared from their house.

A few seconds later, they reappeared in a field a petty agency away from a small town. The sun was setting and their was reinvigorated snow on the priming coat. From the flying field, Harry could see tiny people walking along the streets.

"dada, why do we own to take the air 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.

St. James reached down and made a snowball and then threw it at the binding of his Sister 's head.

"Ow ! ! !"Lily screeched and ran to Harry.

James and Albus started laughing."Good one, James I,"Albus gave his crony a high five.

"boy !"Harry shouted,"Enough ! Lily, it 's not that much further. I 'll carry you."Harry picked up his daughter, who started sobbing into his jacket.

"She 's really wear down,"Harry whispered to Ginny.

"I know. She 's been real excited about you and the boys coming home for the holiday. She 's been up until midnight every night the past workweek,"Ginny said.

"She wo n't be getting much sopor for the side by side week either, staying at the Burrow,"Harry told Ginny.

"That 's for sure."

As the ceramist family moved into the town, some people occasionally stopped to stare at them. A few stopped to say hi, but hurried off quickly. Others completely ignored them. Many people were finishing up survive hour shopping or hurrying off to church.

The little church was already full of people singing. The Potters could find out the carol as they walked by. They crunched through the snow in silence. Even James and Albus were quiesce. Lily had fallen asleep on Harry 's shoulder shortly after he picked her up. Harry appreciated how his kids were always behaved when he visited his parents grave. It was sort of an unspoken thing. He had never once had to tell them to behave themselves in the burial ground. The kids would fight and squabble along the streets in the village, but would always get along once they entered the cemetery.

Harry walked into the cemetery, with Ginny, Henry James, and Albus following him. As he walked the familiar path to his parents graves, he thought about his late visit. There was the showtime visit, of class. He could n't forget that. Voldemort had showed up and tried to toss off him. Ever since then, he had been visiting every Halloween and every Dec 25 Eve. He had taken Ginny once they were married, and the nipper 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 kids'minds ? What about the mysterious death of Professor Torro ?

Harry made his way towards his parents'tomb and stopped in front of it. He bent down and put his manus over the names. King James and Lily Potter.

Before the downfall of Voldemort, mysterious expiry were expected. Of course, nowadays, there were murders every once and a piece. These were usually attributed to last Eaters still at large or enchantress or wizards who believed in Voldemort 's ideals. Harry or one of the former Aurors usually caught them quickly and they were in Azakaban at the moment. Harry had had Aurors on the case of Torro ever since September, but there were still no leads. 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 catch Torro 's orca. He could n't help but opine the destruction was somehow related to the legilimency that was being performed on him, James, and Albus. And what could he do to avail reassure his Word ? The former teachers had told Harry that James was more subdued in class ever since the episode during his detention with Washburn. Henry James was obviously quite worried about it. Albus was, too. Harry had met with Ron shortly afterward and neither of them could come up with any new ideas of who did it. It must feature either been a student or a teacher. As a good deal as Harry hated to do it, he realized he was going to have to investigate his colleagues. Ginny was worried, too. However, she believed that the boys were safe with Harry at the palace. Harry knew she took comfort in knowing he was near them at all times. Harry only wished he felt as confident in his power as Ginny did.

Ginny knelt down succeeding to Harry and wordlessly took the sleeping Lily from his coat of arms. Harry reached into his cloak and pulled out a bouquet of lilies. He bent down again and placed them in front of the grave stone. Harry stood up and looked at the grave accent, his middle glistening with weeping.

"Happy Yule, Mum and Dad,"Harry whispered. Ginny put her arm around Harry, and the two of them turned around and headed out of the necropolis, with James and Albus in their wake.
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thirster chapter is coming up next ! It 'll be Christmas at the tunnel. Thanks as always to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my early sis, and my crony. Thanks as well to siriusgirl1 for reviewing. Please read and reexamine !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter ! Although I do own the OCs, the plot, and most of the Weasley cousins !

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A little while later, the Potter family line appeared in the yard behind the burrow. They walked up to the back door and Harry opened it. He walked inside, followed by his family, and saw the usual chaos. The full Weasley kinfolk was standing inside. It was a sea of flaming red hair. virtually of the children had inherited the Weasley red hair. The few exclusion were Albus, who looked just like Harry, and Victoire and Gabrielle, who had their mother 's silvery blond hair.

"Mum, make him render it back !"six-year-old Lindy shouted as her brother held her doll in the air.

"Cedric ! Give her back her doll !"Corrine Weasley yelled at her son. He reluctantly handed lindy her doll and ran from the room.

The Burrow was crammed with the great unwashed. There did n't appear to be elbow room for anyone else. shimmy lupin was currently entertaining the unseasoned Weasley children by changing his capitulum and hair colouration. The previous kids were eating various Henry Sweet and talking about all form of affair. Many of the adults were drinking eggnog and getting louder and louder by the minute.

Ron was the first to find the potter."Oi ! Harry 's here !"he shouted and ran towards the door,"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 sweat ?"

"Sure,"Harry told her and he sat down at the mesa next to Ginny. Molly went over to the range and got five stadium of fret.

"This is great, Mum, thanks,"Ginny told Molly.

Albus and James were already digging into their sweat. Lily ate a few bites and then ran off to find her cousin-german, apparently not tired at all anymore.

"Well, everyone 's here,"Molly told them,"They 're all in the living room. I do n't be intimate if we 'll ever get the kidskin to bed."

"It 's Christmas Eve, do n't even bother,"Harry laughed.

Albus finished his fret and got up from the board. He went into the living elbow room with James and found rosebush, along with his cousin-german Bradley, Cedric, Ben, and Mark sitting together on the level. Cedric and Ben were second age, and Bradley and Mark were third years.

"What 's new ?"Albus asked.

"Oh, not much,"Ben told him,"Uncle George and Uncle Charlie are pretty drunk. Grammy is trying to get the younger tyke in bed. All the aunts are talking about all kind of stuff. My dad, Uncle Percy, Uncle Ron, and Grandpa are all imbibing eggnog and eating cookies over there,"he pointed to a few chairman grouped together around a minor board."And let 's see, shift and Victoire were snogging earlier. It was pretty complete. Who wants to see their sister snogging individual ? Grammy made them stop. Now shimmy 's changing his hair gloss all the fourth dimension for the entertainment of the little Thomas Kid, which is making it hard for Grammy to get them to go to bed."

James and Albus laughed."Should be an concern holiday,"James said,"What have you lot been up to ?"

"Oh, not often, just talking about Quidditch,"Cedric said,"Oh, and Rose is trying to get some studying done."

"Rose ! We 're on holiday !"James looked appalled,"Now 's not the time to study !"

"Well, you 'll be scrambling to get your work done on the last day, like always. Maybe you should analyze tonight, too."

"You 'll never get anything done with all this racket,"Cedric told her."What 's up with you, William James and Albus ?"

"Oh, not often. Lily 's been complaining a lot. She got really mad when I threw a snow ball at her while we were walking into Godric 's Hollow,"James told them.

"Yeah, she 's been form of a pain sensation, and we 've only been on holiday for a day !"Albus said as he snatched a cooky from a nearby platter."I 'm sure going to enjoy this prison term off, though. I have n't gone a week without hold in ages."

"Me too !"Jesse James agreed,"I need a break from Washburn, he 's crazy."

"Definitely,"Omar Nelson Bradley agreed,"You 've missed so much Quidditch pattern because of him."

"He hates me, I tell you. Hates Albus, too."

"Remember that muck bomb calorimeter in first year, James ?"Cedric asked.

"Yeah, how could I forget that ? That 's when he started hating me,"James reminisced."Did n't acquire many charms that year due to the quantity of prison term I used epistaxis nougats."

"I 'm hoping I get new Snackboxes for Christmas this yr,"Cedric told them,"I 'm running out. Ca n't wait till next year and I can go buy them at Hogsmeade."

"Definitely. Hogwarts wo n't recognize what hit it when we 're capable to buy japery stuff all the meter,"James laughed.

"Going to Hogsmeade 's majuscule,"Mark chimed in,"I 've bought so many sweet at Honeydukes this year."

"Not to mention everything else there. Like the Three Broomsticks. What a great place. And the Shrieking Shack. You know it 's shrieking again this year,"Bradley added.

Albus and rosiness glanced at each early nervously.

"Yeah, I 've heard it. But I wonder why ? It has n't shrieked since Teddy 's dad was at Hogwarts,"James II 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 fiddling kid !"

"No buts, Lily, bed, now !"

Lily pouted and then stomped up the stairs to the way she shared with Angie, Samantha, and Lindy.

"I see what you mean about Lily,"Cedric told King 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 articulatio humeri. 'Course now she does n't want to go to bed, human body,"Jesse James said.

"So, what does everyone consider the fortune of England making it to the domain Cup next year ?"Albus asked quickly, before everyone could refund to the topic of the shrieking Shack.

"Ugh !"rose wine sighed,"book binding to Quidditch again."She pulled out her written matter of The Standard book of patch, Grade One and continued reading.

The subject of Quidditch carried the boys the rest of the night and Albus was very eased that no one mentioned the Shrieking Shack again. After a while, Molly decided it was time for everyone else to go to bed, too. James, Omar Nelson Bradley, Cedric, target, Ben, and Albus were all sharing Ron 's old chamber on the top floor. They trudged up the stair while continuing their Quidditch conversation. When they reached the room, they found three sets of bunk seam crammed into the way, just as they were every other Christmas. It was a bit hamper, but they all had plenty elbow room. Albus climbed into the bottom of the meaninglessness he shared with King James I and fell into a restful sleep.

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"Albus ! wake up ! It 's Christmas !"a shriek vocalism screamed as Albus opened his eyes. He sat up and bumped his head on the bed above him.

"Ouch !"Albus rubbed his aching question. 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 morning !"Lily said excitedly."I 'm the first base one up. search, you 've got present !"Lily pointed at the good deal near the foot of Albus 's bed.

"Excellent ! Looks like a soundly 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, James ?"

"Yeah, I am now. She 's always the first one up on Christmastime,"King James yawned.

"I know, she 's even up before the similitude, Angie, and Eddie,"Albus laughed."well, mine as well get started on the presents !"

Albus crawled to the end of his bed and examined his present. He picked up a large, piano parcel and knew what it was before even opening it. He tore off the wrapping and unfolded a orange red sweater with a Gryffindor lion on it. Albus knew he 'd be getting one of these this class. His grandmother always knitted everyone a jumper every year, but for each kid 's get-go year at Hogwarts, they got a Gryffindor jumper. Albus pulled his over his head and smiled."What sweater did you get this year, Henry James ?"

"Scarlet with a atomic number 79 snitcher,"James told Albus,"You get the Gryffindor one ?"

"Yup."Albus reached for his next nowadays. It was from his Uncle George and Aunt Alicia. He opened it up and found a Skiving Snackbox. He grinned. He never had a good deal use for these sweets before, but now that he was at Hogwarts, they would definitely come in ready to hand."What 'd you get from Uncle Saint George ?"

"Extendable Ears,"Saint James responded.

The next present was in the physique of a book. Albus knew it was from his auntie 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 same book last year.

"Did you get Hogwarts, A story ?"James asked.

"Yeah, how 'd you cognise ?"Albus sniggered. The next package was from his Uncle Ron, a box of Honeydukes sweets.

Albus reached into his stilt of presents and found the one from his parents. It was a long rectangular box. Albus opened it and found a dragon peel wand cover. It was vermilion and embossed with gold lions. Albus stared at it in awe. He had seen one of these in Diagon skittle alley when he was there buying his school day supplying. He had wanted it, but his dad had said no. It came with a humble bottle of scepter polish."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. Then silence."Wow ! This is awesome ! They got me a scepter covering !"

"Me too !"Albus exclaimed,"What 's yours have on it ?"

"canary ! It 's like my sweater, orange red with gold Snitches."

"Mine 's scarlet with gold lions."

"Pretty telling,"King James I said.

"Yeah,"Albus agreed.

Albus continued opening his present until there were none leftfield. He got a lot of sweets and Weasley 's wizard Wheezes product. He also got a few books, including Quidditch in the Twentieth Century. But his favourite present was his wand concealment, he kept staring at it. When Bradley, Cedric, Mark, and Ben woke up, they opened their own presents.

By the fourth dimension the boys 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 adults were sitting around the tabular array talking and having coffee berry and tea. The younger tiddler were running around playing with their nowadays. The older tyke were all clustered around one of the armchairs in the support room. The boys went over to investigate.

"What 's going on over here ?"James asked, while squeezing in between Stanley and Fred.

"Georgia 's gotten a new ling !"Fred exclaimed."Newest good example, a Firebolt 3000."

"Oh, wow !"James exclaimed,"Can I advert it ?"

"Sure,"GA was sitting in the armchiar, with her new ling 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 debauched broom yet. Just came out last week."

"Can I fly it later ?"James asked.

"Yeah, indisputable, but I want to try it out first,"Peach State laughed,"We 'll go out after breakfast."

"Do you bed if anyone else has one at Hogwarts yet ?"Thomas Bradley asked.

"No, I do n't think anyone else has one !"Georgia said.

"Wow, wait 'till everyone finds out it 's my sis who got the first Firebolt 3000,"Bradley sighed,"But I do wish I got one."

"Well, I was riding a Nimbus 2000. You 've got a regular 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 plates of food. There was n't enough room at the table for everyone to eat at. The kids all went back into the living way to eat. Albus sat down side by side to Lily, who was playing with her new toys and eating at the same time.

"What 'd you get, Lily ?"Albus asked his sister.

"New My Little Hippogriffs,"she told him, gesturing to her toy."And a stuffed owl, which I named Hedwig. Some candy, a few phoney wands, a perspirer, some windsock, a yoke account book, and a Gryffindor hat and scarf."

"That 's good,"Albus responded, as he started eating his testis. Rose came and sat down side by side to Albus.

"Hi, Rose. You get respectable presents ?"

"Yeah, I got a lot of books !"she told him.

"I got a few books. But the best matter is my new scepter cover,"Albus grinned,"It 's on a higher floor, I 'll record it to you later."

"Wow, that 's neat."

"Did you see Georgia 's new broom ?"Albus asked,"Its only been out a week. She 's probably one of the first to get one."

"Yeah, I saw it. It 's pretty impressive. You going to try it out ? ``

"Definitely. It 's got to be capital to fly. Maybe I 'll be able to get a broom next summer. I 'm trying out for Chaser side by side year,"Albus told her.

"I 'm sure you 'll get it,"rose wine told him as she ate her toast.

"I dunno. I mean, there 's only one chaser office opening up following year. Samantha 'll be leaving. I bet Georgia 'll be made Captain."

"Probably. She 's the next oldest. And she 's a good leader,"Rose agreed.

"asset she 's got the best broomstick ever !"Albus said.

"True,"pink wine said,"But just because you 've got a honest Calluna vulgaris, does n't entail you 're a practiced captain."

"Yeah, but Peach State 's a great player. Her new Calluna vulgaris will only hit her better. Slytherin wo n't fend a opportunity. I think we 're playing them shortly after we go back in Jan,"Albus told rosebush."You gon na try out the broom ?"

"Probably not. I 'm not very unspoilt and I would n't want to fall in it."

"I doubt you 'd go down it. You 're an ok flyer,"Albus told her."But I 'm definitely trying it."

"Let 's go play Quidditch !"Georgia stood up and held her broom over her head teacher. Everyone who had been eating breakfast dropped their home plate and either stormed up to the bedrooms to get their own brooms or ran out into the field that was used for Quidditch practice. Albus, since he did not own his own broomstick, went directly outside. Georgia had already ran out the door and was standing in the midsection of the field, with a Brobdingnagian smiling on her face.

"Ready, Albus ?"she asked.

"Definitely ! I ca n't hold back !"he told her, and he looked over to the spine door of the theater. James, and everyone else who had their own ling had come out and were running over to the field.

"Can I try it after you ?"slip shouted from behind everyone else.

"Sure !"Georgia shouted back.

"Then me !"Epistle of James waved his arms around.

"And me !"Fred screamed.

"Me !"Heather pushed her way in figurehead of Fred, trying to obturate him.

"Shut it !"Georgia shouted over the randomness,"Everyone will get a crook ! But right now, I 'm flying it !"Peach State mounted her broom and kicked off from the reason. The speed was amazing. She could earn bend at top speed and brake irregular before she would make crashed into the ground.

"Wow !"James screamed excitedly."That 's brilliant !"Everyone started talking at once and Albus was not capable to take a shit out anything. Peach State flew around the area for fifteen hour before landing beside her siblings and full cousin. She dismounted and handed the broom to slip.

"Thanks !"Teddy grinned and changed his hair to red. He flew into the air did a serial publication of spins and turns. He flew for about ten transactions and landed next to Peach State."Wow, I wish I 'd had that when I was Seeker, we never would have lost a match !"

"We barely lost a match anyway,"Georgia laughed. She took the Scots heather and handed it to James. For the next two minute, everyone took a turn on the Scots heather. Even Rose got into the disembodied spirit of things and flew around for a few mo. After everyone had had a turn, Georgia decided to organize a Quidditch match.

"Ok, I 'll be captain of my squad and Teddy can captain the former squad,"Peach State decided. The two police chief took turns picking their team and eventually their were two team of six musician each. As there were n't enough player for full team, six players for each had to cultivate. Georgia 's team consisted of James, Bradley, Cedric, Stanley, and Gabriella. Teddy 's team consisted of ling, Fred, Victoire, Ben, and Mark. Since Albus did not get a broom, he could n't play. He and Rose watched from the sidelines, while the vernal kids played in the snow nearby.

"That was close finale dark, about the screech hut, 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 mat 's audition it, too,"Albus groaned,"It 's got to be horrible for him."

"Energy this mean you definitely believe he 's a wolfman, then ?"pink wine asked.

"I 'm not totally convinced, but it does seem that way. I do n't believe I 'll be fully convinced until I hear him say so himself."

"I suppose you 're good, but I 'm middling sure of it,"blush wine told him.

"How 'd you find out, anyway ? How do you fuck so a good deal about werewolves ?"Albus asked.

"I 've read about them, of line. Once I found out that slip 's dad was a werewolf, I read all about them in Mum and Dad 's old schoolhouse Book,"pink wine said.

"Oh, yeah, that makes sense. You trusted do read a lot."

"I know,"Rose 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 worry. I 'm already on chapter three."

"I have n't even started reading it yet."

Rose laughed and opened up her book. Albus looked out towards the field and watched the relaxation of the Quidditch match. It was a pretty honorable match. Quite different than Hogwarts matches, though. There was no reviewer, so a few arguments erupted. After an hour or so, slip caught the Snitch and his team won. Albus and his cousin trooped back into the house, snowy, wet, and coldness. It was almost time for Christmas supper, and Molly was cooking in the kitchen, with help from Ginny and Fleur. Albus ran up to the top bedroom and got out his new Quidditch book and learn it until supper was ready.

Christmas supper was always an interesting event at the Burrow. The kitchen tabular array was not big enough to seat everyone, so usually the untested children sat there, while the honest-to-goodness nipper and the adults found seating area in the support room. There was always a lot of food, too. The solid food was kept in the kitchen and mass got up to get some when they wanted it. As Albus was walking into the kitchen, he distinctly saw James River sneaking around the living room doing something with one of the arm chairs.

Sure enough, after Albus sat down at the table and started eating his food, he heard a scream from the living room. He jumped up from his chair and followed his cousins into the room.

"What was that ? !"Harry shouted, looking down at the chair he had been sitting in.

Molly came into the room and pushed past Albus."Saint James Sirius Potter ! What did you do ?"

James looked sheepishly at her,"How did you know it was me ? You did n't see it happen."

"I raised your Uncle George II ! I know a guilty face when I see one,"molly screamed at him,"What did you do ?"

"Shocking ass,"Jesse James explained,"It 's a little matter you hide on a professorship and gives a mild electric jounce to the individual who sits in it."

Harry started laughing,"And I suppose it 's from your store, George ?"

"Yup, novel mathematical product. Just came out a few weeks ago. I got James a few for Christmas. Thought 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 express mirth. Everyone else started laughing as well, except mollie, who went back into the kitchen.

The rest of supper went by with only a few modest pranks. individual snuck a Ton Tongue toffee into Albus 's pudding and his tongue grew two animal foot before Harry found out and fixed it for him. A few glasses exploded and a few bowling ball of soup crashed to the background, mostly because John Rowlands had just turned 17 and wanted to use deception to add things to the mesa for people. Eventually, everyone had enough to eat and they migrated into the living elbow room. The adult had all had quite a bit of eggnog and fire whiskey and were not paying a unharmed lot of attention to the Thomas Kid. This enabled Teddy and Victoire to sneak off into the kitchen, to be alone.

Albus and Rose decided to play maven 's cheat. Lily and Victor-Marie Hugo sat down to take in. It did n't take arise too long to outwit Albus. rose wine was very salutary at chess and she was much honorable than Albus. After that, the four of them played a few stave of Exploding Snap, most of which Albus won.

Eventually, molly decided it was time for everyone to go to bed. Albus climbed slowly up the stairs and got into his bunk. He was very tired. It had been a groovy Christmastide. With his stomach wide-cut and his heart happy, 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 mob tree, so that 's why I made up my own Weasley cousin-german. Although I did pretend correctly that James 's center gens is Sirius ! I know it 's a bit confusing with the large amount of first cousin I made up, so I 'll try and station a family Tree with one of the upcoming chapters.

As always, thanks to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my former 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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Boxing Day was usually a faineant day at the Burrow. Everyone slept late and ate whatever whenever they wanted. Albus awoke around midday, and found that a few of his aunty, uncles, and cousin were getting set up to result. His Uncle George I and auntie Alicia and their kids were getting ready to entrust to impose Alicia 's parents. His Uncle Charlie and aunty Katherine and their fry were also leaving to chaffer other family.

"Bye, guys,"Albus waved as his Uncle Charlie stepped into the fireplace with Eddie.

"Bye, Albus,"Charlie waved back,"Have a good time at school."

Albus walked into the kitchen and found Rose sitting at the table reading material Hogwarts, A History. Victor-Marie Hugo was also there.

"Morning, rose wine,"he said as he sat down next to her.

"Hi,"she said, not looking up from her book.

Albus went to the counter and made some pledge. Victor-Marie Hugo got up from the table and ran into the living room. When Albus brought his breakfast back to the board, Rose had set her book down.

"goodness, he left,"Rose whispered,"I want to let the cat out of the bag to you about Matt."

"What about him ?"

"His little 'problem',"blush wine said,"Listen, I went snooping around Grandpa 's report this daybreak while everyone was gone. 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 entropy in them. I took them and hid them in my trunk upstairs. Now that broom 's left to see her other grandparents, I 've got my room to myself. We can go read them after we 're done eating."

"Sounds goodness,"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 people. Uncle vizor, aunty Fleur, Victoire, Gabriella, and Ben are n't leaving until day after tomorrow. Uncle Walker Percy, auntie Corrine, Georgia, Bradley, Cedric, and the twins are leaving tomorrow. I do n't want to be overheard."

"Good thought,"Albus said as he took a sting out of his toast. At that moment, King James, Cedric, Bradley, and Ben came in.

"What were you two talking about ?"St. James the Apostle asked, as he stole a part of Albus 's toast.

"null,"Albus said abruptly.

James looked at him warily,"Hmm, well, we 're going to go play Quidditch. You want to watch ?"

rose wine looked at Albus."Um, no, me and Rose have, er, homework to do."

James IV laughed."There 's plenteousness of time left to do preparation. Oh, well, wooing yourself."Jame shoved the last bit of his goner into his mouth and he, Cedric, and Ben went outside.

"That was near,"Rose whispered,"We ca n't let anyone find out. Are you prepare ?"

"Yeah,"Albus said as he got up from the mesa. pink wine got up, too, and Albus followed her to the bedroom she stayed in. They went inside and rose wine closed the doorway quietly. She went over to her trunk, pulled out a few heavy ledger, and dumped them on her bed.

"If anyone bursts in and demand us what we 're doing, we say it 's homework,"rosebush told Albus. She picked up a Word and handed it to him."Here you go. Just look through it and learn anything you find about werewolves."

Albus took the script and looked at it. It was entitled Modern Magical therapeutic. He opened it to the exponent and looked for 'werewolf', but it was n't there. However, 'wolfsbane'was. There was a totally chapter on it. Albus turned to the chapter and briefly leafed through it. It was long and the print was very small. It was not the kind of reading Albus would normally do, but his curiosity about Matt 's circumstance triumphed over his disfavor of tedious reading. Albus and Rose read for close to two hours. In the time it took Albus to learn about the Aconitum lycoctonum potion, Rose had gone through two of the former book of account.

"Well, what did you line up ?"rosiness asked once Albus had finished his chapter. She looked a bit wan and sort of scared.

"Loads, how about you ?"Albus told her,"Are you okay ?"

"Yeah, I guess,"rose whispered,"It 's just, the other Scripture I 've read did n't really go over what it 's like to transform. These did. Oh, Albus, it sounds horrible ! Really unspeakable ! And sore. I just find so bad for Matt, if that is what 's going on. Apparently, when a lycanthrope is in wolf form, they must bite former animate being or multitude. They 're not in their human being judgement, they do n't get it on what they 're doing ! And if there 's no other animals or mass to prick, they bite themselves. That must be where lusterlessness got all those cuts and bruises from. He 's doing it to himself."

Albus stared at her with his mouth undecided,"That 's horrible ! There 's got to be something somebody could do ! Healers or person must have intercourse a therapeutic or something."

"There 's not. There 's no cure for lycanthropy. Just the Wolfsbane potion,"Rose told him.

"Oh, yeah,"Albus had momentarily forgotten what he had been reading about,"The Wolfsbane potion does work. If a wolfman takes it every night a few Night prior to transformation, they will transmute, but will be harmless to themselves and former people. It 's really complicated to make, but apparently it makes the transformations loads better."

"But why does n't lustrelessness drive it then ?"rose wondered.

"I dunno. I guess the solely way we 'd find out is to ask him,"Albus told her.

"So you believe me, then ? You 're convinced he 's a loup-garou ?"Rose asked.

"You know, I think so. I guess I 'm still not incontrovertible, but I 'm as convinced as I could be without him actually telling me."

rose wine got up from the bed."I guess we 've learned everything we can from these books. I 'll pinch 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 trading floor and opened the doorway,"You coming ?"

"Yeah, sure,"Rose followed Albus out the door.

The cousin walked down the steps from Rose 's room. The house was very quietly. nigh of their cousins were out of doors playing Quidditch or in their way enjoying their presents. Since two of the home had already left, it was quite a bit calmer. As Albus and Rose strode past the kitchen, Albus stopped short. Rose bumped into him.

"Ouch !"she screeched as she bumped her head on his back.

"Shush !"Albus whispered as he pressed his head to the doorway of the kitchen,"I heard someone say my name."

rosebush leaned her head against the door as well and the two of them tried to take heed for a minute of arc or so."It 's no use ! They 're whispering. I ca n't pick up anything."

"Me neither, but I swear one of them mentioned me !"Albus listened again,"I 'm pretty surely it 's my mum and dad, and your dad as well."

The front door banged open and St. James, Cedric, Ben, and Bradley stormed in, dropping their ling on the base."It 's bloody freezing out there !"King James shouted as he tore off his gloves and scarf.

"And mortal 's locked the kitchen door !"Cedric added, as he pulled off his quick-frozen hat.

"Shush !"Albus shouted back.

"What ?"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 ?"William James looked at him curiously,"What about ?"

"I dunno !"Albus whispered back,"I ca n't learn them, they 're being real quiet."

James thought for a bit, and then a grinning appeared on his face."Time to break out one of my Christmastide presents."

"That 's right !"Albus said excitedly,"You got Extendable Ears for Christmas !"

"Yep, sure did I 'll go get them !"Saint James the Apostle announced, and then he ran upstairs. He appeared a moment later holding a dark box with a large ear pictured on it."Here they are."James tore open the promotional material and pulled out seven fleshy tubes. He handed one to everybody and stowed the extra in his pocket.

Albus hastily pushed one end of the extendible Ear into his own ear and sent the other end to the bottom of the door. Albus had used Extendables once before, when his first 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 friend who had stayed for Christmastime severance. Victoire only talked about how practically she liked Teddy, and Albus found that rather boring. This clock time, however, Albus was sure he 'd hear more worry conversations.

"I 'm really not sure I should separate them,"Albus heard his dad say.

"I know,"his mother responded back,"If someone invading thieir psyche, it 's best they did not know right now."

"I mean, I had n't really thought about when I was going to tell 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 data. James especially."

James II turned away from the door 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 trust Rose with the information, Harry,"Ginny told her husband.

This time it was Rose 's turn to look at Albus."Me, too ! But whatever it is, they trust me."pink wine could n't aid but grin as she turned back to the door.

"I do n't need her to love, given the current fate,"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 untrusting about telling them, but especially now ..."

"Harry, we did n't even tell my brothers,"Ron said,"Why are you worrying about telling the kids ?"

"component part of me wants them to interpret what we think is going on,"Harry went on,"But the early part of me does n't want them to know."

"I 'm siding with that share of you,"Ginny said,"We should n't order them."

"Ever ?"Hermione asked tentatively,"I do recall 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 assure them. I suppose the undecomposed matter to do would be to waitress until they 're out of schooling, they 'll be more mature and there 'll be LE of a chance of it leaking out."

"That sounds sane, Harry,"Ginny agreed,"Someday, we 'll differentiate them about the Hallows. But right now I think we need to talk about what 's been going on with-"

"King James, Thomas Bradley, Cedric, benedick, rose, and Albus, what on solid ground are you doing ? !"a livid voice caused Albus to leave out 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 first cousin, a look of madness on her face."Have you been listening in on that conversation ? Obviously you have ! You have no rightfulness ! Your parents wanted to be alone ! And give me those !"

Albus, James, and their cousins did not even think about not listening to their grandmother and handed over their pinna at once."And the former one ?"She eyed St. James 's sac. Albus glanced at it and noticed the slight bit of flesh sticking out of it. Saint James sulkily pulled it out and handed it to her.

"I 'll be having a word with your Uncle Saint George ! He 's lucky 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 direct a sidesplitter to her son.

The rumpus outside the kitchen caused Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione to stop their conversation and come out to see what the commotion was about. Once Albus heard the door start to spread, he made a mad dah for the stairs, and the thundering behind him told him his sidekick and cousins did the same.

Albus did n't stop running until he made it to Rose 's way, and once James and their full cousin were inside, he slammed the door shut.

"What was that all about ?"Albus asked as he sat down on one of the beds.

"I dunno,"James II responded,"They obviously know something we do n't and they do n't want to tell us about it. But what did they stand for by they did n't want me to get laid about it especially ?"James stomped back and forth across the floor, obviously mad that his parents would n't trust him with something.

"fountainhead, that 's not the solitary reason they 're keeping it from us !"Rose argued,"They said they trust me, but still wo n't tell me."

"Must be something really tightlipped because only your parents know about it,"Ben reasoned."I suppose Bradley, Cedric, and I wo n't ever find out."

"Yeah, you will !"Epistle of James insisted as he threw himself onto a bed,"Once I find out, I 'll tell you !"

"James !"Rose shouted,"That must be why they wo n't assure you right now ! They do n't want anybody to have a go at it. If it 's something so closemouthed that they wo n't even enjoin any of our uncles, then they must not desire a wholly lot of masses to know."

"But what would my parents, aunt Hermione, and Uncle Ron know that none of the early aunt and uncles know about ?"Albus asked Rose.

"I dunno,"rose answered. The five of them sat in silence for a few minute of arc, trying to opine of what this could be.

"You do n't think ..."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 auntie 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 rosebush 's parents were a lot to a greater extent involved. They destroyed almost 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 wish it. Especially since Dad said he told us everything."

"Anyone take in 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 heads. Albus looked expectantly at Rose. 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 schoolhouse, we can look in the library."

"I guess,"Albus said, looking down at his substructure. He did not like the estimate of his parents keeping something from him. It made him palpate 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 intent about not letting him know about them ? Why did they suppose he was n't trustworthy enough to know 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 house tree up with the future chapter.
Thanks as usual to Rain is LIquid Moonlight, my early sister, and my brother. Also thanks to inkheart, Ashley, Black Fires, and e.jones for their reappraisal !

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter.

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Chapter 15 : Occlumency and Potions

By the time Albus woke up the next dawning, his Uncle Percy, Aunt Corrine, and their kids had already left. Albus had not slept very well. Although he had n't had any incubus, Albus could n't stop thinking about what his parents were keeping from him, and the thinking had kept him tossing and turning almost the whole nighttime. Once he fell asleep, he slept until it was nearly one o'clock in the afternoon. He never even had the prospect to say goodbye to his aunt, uncle and cousin-german. However, he did n't give birth long to consist on it because shortly after he had gotten dressed, Epistle of James burst into the room.

"Good, you 're up,"Saint 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 sleep well last 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 groaned."But I do n't reckon they 're too bothered by it."

"Well, that 's good,"Albus told him,"bettor they do n't sleep together that we 're trying to find out what they 're keeping from us."

"Definitely. Oh, but they do want to speak to us in a few minutes,"Saint James informed Albus,"They sent me up here to wake you up."

"You do n't think they want to yell at us about listening in, do you ?"Albus asked nervously.

"No, I do n't regard that 's what it 's about. They just want to talk to us. Not rosiness,"James River answered.

"That 's odd. What else could they want ?"Albus wondered.

"Dunno,"James IV glanced at his sentinel."Well, we 'd better go. They 're waiting in the kitchen."

Albus followed James slowly down the stairs. He had no idea what this could be about. For a moment, he thought that maybe his parents were going to tell them about whatever 'Hallows'were, but he knew that could n't be it. They had seemed so adamant about not telling King James, Albus, or spring up about them.

Albus made his way into the kitchen after James. His parents were in there, along with Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione. Harry gestured for them to sit down. Albus sat down in one of the death chair and James sat following to him, neither of them saying a discussion. Harry went over to the room access, closed it, and pointed his sceptre at it while muttering a magical spell. Albus figured it was some sort of magical spell that rendered extendable Ears useless.

"First,"Harry told his boy, as he walked over and stood next to Ron,"I want to tell 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 footling, but James did not move.

"I would have done the Lapplander thing if I were you,"Harry grinned and continued,"fountainhead, let me reword that. I have done the same thing you did. Plenty of sentence. Right after your uncles Fred and George invented Extendable Ears. ``

Harry started pacing around the kitchen. Albus had noticed that his Father of the Church did this whenever he was thinking about something sober. It was the Saame kind of pacing that James had done the late day.

"However, what I do want to talk to you about is a serious issue,"Harry lowered his articulation,"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.

"James, when you were in detainment a few calendar week ago and you said your head felt rummy. brothel keeper Pomfrey had the mistrust that someone 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,"James, soul is trying to invade your mind."

St. James the Apostle looked take aback. Albus noticed he was a bit paler than usual. He looked very much the same as he did in the years following that detainment. Albus guessed that the daylight at the Burrow had made Saint James draw a blank about that awful experience.

"Albus, about that dream-"Harry started, but was cut off.

"You said it did n't mean 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 formula dreams. somebody is using Legilimency on us as well."

Albus felt the ancestry drainage from his human 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 vox and sat down adjacent to his son."But your Uncle Ron and I are trying very hard to get out who it is."

"Why does someone need to read our judgment ?"Albus asked his dad.

"I, have a few ideas,"Harry answered slowly,"But I 'm afraid I ca n't say you just yet."

Albus nodded. It was unusual that his dad could n't just clear this problem. During Albus 's untried childhood years, Harry had always been able to fix everything for him. Broken toys, minor trauma, his dad was always there to clear the problems. But this time, Harry could n't just undulate his wand and make it better.

Harry drew Albus into his arms."Now, Al, I do need to know if you 've had anymore of those nightmares since that first one."

"Yeah, I have. I get them a few time a week."

"Always the like one ?"Harry asked.

"Yes."

"And have you had any while you 've been at the Burrow ?"

Albus thought for a present 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 chair."I think that 's all I need to know about the dreams for now. But if they start changing at all, you 've got to let me know right away. Just ask one of the portrait in the common way to retrieve me. Do n't lead the common room to secern me, it 's very authoritative that you do not wander 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 brain. But I will find out who 's doing it. I do n't want you to worry about it too much."

King James just nodded, apparently still unable to speak.

"Good. Now, it 's obviously very disturbing that soul is trying to see our thoughts and remembering. Ron and I, as well as a few other Aurors are working to compute out who it is and why they 're doing it, so we can intercept them. But for now, you two have to get word how to protect yourselves.

"Ron and I have decided that you should depart to ascertain Occlumency. I know you both already know what that is, but neither of you have had any training in the subject. If you 're capable to learn it properly, then no one will be capable to learn your thoughts."

"Are you going to learn us, Dad ?"James spoke for the foremost prison term since he entered the room.

"No, I ca n't,"Harry told him,"I 'm not a very effective Occlumens and am having a hard enough prison term trying to close my own mind, let alone trying to teach you two."

"Then who 's going to instruct us ?"James River asked, with a worried look on his face. He and Albus looked at each early. Harry had told them the stories of when Professor Snape had tried to learn him Occlumency in his 5th year.

"Do n't occupy,"Harry reassured them, seeing the smell on their faces,"I know from experience that in Holy Order to memorize Occlumency properly, it 's much unspoilt if you trust your instructor. That 's why your Aunt Hermione will be teaching you."

Albus breathed a sigh of relief. Although his Aunt Hermione was exacting, he knew she would be capable to teach him well. There was hardly an vista of magic that she did not do well.

"I 'll be coming to Hogwarts two nights a week until you are both capable of protecting your thinker from intruders,"Hermione informed them.

James opened his sass and was about to mouth when Hermione cut him off."Not to vex, Epistle of James, it wo n't interfere with Quidditch practice ! I know Quidditch is the most crucial thing in this family."She glared at Harry and Ron, who both grinned sheepishly.

"I 'll send an owl to the school once the foremost object lesson is set up, telling you which classroom it will be in. We still need to run this by the Headmaster, but I 'm for certain he will not mind,"Hermione informed them.

"fountainhead, I think that 's it, boys,"Harry strode back over to King James and Albus and gave them each a hug."I do n't want you to worry about this too much. Your Uncle Ron and I have thing under control. Just concentrate on learning Occlumency. Try to continue your guard up, as well. perpetual vigilance, as Mad-Eye would sustain said. I 've got to run into the Auror office for a few hours, but I 'll be back before dinner."

When Harry opened the door to the kitchen, blush wine fell into the room. She had been leaning on the door, trying to take heed 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 door behind him and St. James."Any prospect they told you what they 're trying to keep from us ?"

"No,"James said bitterly, it was obvious to Albus that he was still mad about that.

"Well, what was it then ?"rosiness pushed.

"Remember that detention that me, James, matt, and St. John the Apostle had to do with Washburn ? The one where we cleaned the hourglasses in the Entrance Hall ?"Albus asked.

"Yeah,"rose wine said warily.

"Well, individual tried to understand Saint James 's mind during it. And soul 's been trying to study my mind and Dad 's while we 're sleeping, too. I 've been having weird dreams ever since schooling started, and apparently they mean someone 's using Legilimency on me."

Rose stared at him, then she glanced at James I, who had sat down on blush wine 's bed."You 're sober ?"

"Yep,"James confirmed,"And Dad wants me and Albus to learn Occlumency to try and stop them. I get the feeling something 's occurrence. I 'm not sure what, but all the adult seemed a bit occupy when they were telling us this. Dad does n't know who 's doing it or why. Well, he has an musical theme why, but he wo n't tell us. Figures."James IV punched one of the pillows."I guess I 'm not trustworthy."

"Who 's educational activity you ?"rose wine asked.

"Your mum,"Albus answered."She 's coming to the castle two Nox a week as soon as everything 's straightened out with Professor Kendrick."

"Well, that 's good, then. I hope you two are good at Occlumency,"Rose said,"But do you two get the feeling this unhurt mind reading thing might have something to do with what they 're keeping from us ?"

"Seems likely,"Albus agreed.

James I nodded."We 've got to image out what they 're keeping from us. We 'll set forth once we 're back at school. And I do n't suppose we should secernate anyone what we 're doing, since Dad 's pedagogy there. I do n't cogitate he 'd be too happy if he found out what we 're up to."

"I suppose you 're right,"Rose responded.

"Yeah,"Albus said. He did n't like the thought of keeping something this big from John, flatness, and Amanda, but he could see James 's gunpoint. Their begetter did n't want them to know about whatever this is, and if he found out they were looking, it would make it heavily to discover the secret.

"James !"a voice shouted from downstairs,"seminal fluid help with dinner, please ! I 've got Ben cutting up vegetable and you can assist him !"

James River got up and went over to the threshold,"Aw, Mum ! Why ca n't Teddy do it ? He can do it by magic and it 'd go faster !"

"Teddy 's helping Victoire study ! Now get down here, please !"Ginny screamed back.

James snorted and looked at Albus and Rose, who were giggling. They were sure that shift and Victoire were not studying, but were in fact hiding away somewhere, snogging.

"Henry James !"his mother shrieked.

St. James 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 James II. She turned back to Albus."Ok, we 've got to ask Uncle Bill what he knows about werewolf tonight after dinner."

"Yeah, we should. He 's leaving tomorrow. Do you really conceive he knows something that we have n't already read in the playscript ?"Albus asked.

"I 'm not sure. But what I want to have it off is why person would n't take the wolfbane potion or why it would n't work,"Rose told Albus as she sat down side by side to him.

"trade good idea. The playscript I read did n't bring up anything like that. But if matte '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 tell Uncle eyeshade when he asks why we want to roll in the hay about the Wolfsbane potion ?"

"I 've got it taken charge of,"rosiness told him,"I 'll evidence him that prof Slughorn gave us spare citation to enquiry an boost 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, blush wine,"Albus said excitedly,"I 'd never be able to come up with that."

"It just came to me lowest night. I knew we 'd need an excuse because we do n't learn about wolfman until third year."

"rose wine ! Albus ! I need your help for dinner, 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 Christmas supper. Everyone wanted to expect until Harry returned from the Auror office 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,"Harry announced as he poured some butterbeer for himself. Everyone stopped eating and looked at him."Someone was found dead this morning in their household. Jasmine Lomski. She worked in the Magical Law Enforcement role. Avada Kedavra was the cause of expiry. It 's looking very suspect. I 've got someone investigating, but so far nothing 's been found."

"Lomski ?"Ben asked, his fount was egg white. He was looking at James, whose face was equally blench."There 's a miss 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 early kids to see their grandparents for Dec 25, so they were not home at the sentence. Jasmine did not go with them because she had to turn tomorrow.

"But I want everyone to cognise that the other Aurors and I are doing all we can to notice out who did this, and who killed Professor Torro, and hopefully we 'll be able to catch whoever did it soon."

"You think the two murders are related, then ?"Arthur asked.

"I really ca n't be sure yet, but I do have a feeling they are,"Harry answered.

The rest of the meal was spent discussing the funny killings, and no one really had much of an appetite anymore. Hugo and Lily did not pay much care to the conversation, and after they finished eating they ran off to play with their Christmas presents. Albus mostly pushed his food around his photographic plate. He could n't help but wonder if the mysterious putting to death had something to do with his strange aspiration. James seemed to be worried, as well. He was also not eating, and his expression had not regained any gloss since their dad 's announcement. Ben and pink wine were n't eating either, although they looked less interest than James IV did. shift, Victoire and Gabriella spent much of the meal whispering to each other with apprehensive tone on their faces.

After everyone had eaten whatever they could, Bill excused himself to the kitchen to get a cup of tea. surface glanced at Albus and they both got up and followed him.

"Um, Uncle Bill ?"pink wine asked tentatively,"I was wondering if Albus and I could talk to you, er, in buck private ?"

"Sure ..."Bill answered warily, he was obviously wondering what they were up to."Let 's go into your granddad 's study."

granddaddy Weasley 's study was always an interesting spot to visit. It was filled with all sorts of muggle devices that were in various State Department of disrepair. When Albus walked into the way, the first thing he noticed was the broken computer sitting on the desk. That had been a gift from Albus 's Aunt Hermione. Hermione 's parents had recently gotten a new computing device and Hermione was able-bodied to get their old one to impart to Arthur. He had been thrilled and had spent much of the vacation taking it apart.

"So, what can I help you with, Rose ?"Bill asked.

"Well, um, I was wondering if you knew anything about the Aconitum lycoctonum potion,"blush wine told him.

Bill spat out the mouthful of tea that was in his mouth."Wolfsbane potion ? Well, I do have it away a bit about that. But why do you need to know about it ?"

"We 're doing an extra credit entry essay for Slughorn on encourage potions. We picked the Wolfsbane potion. Now, we 've learned a bit about it from Koran, but I 've got a few early interrogative sentence,"Rose said.

"Sure, go ahead and ask,"invoice sat down in Arthur 's professorship 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 case where the wolfbane potion has n't worked ?"rose wine asked.

"It 's rare,"flyer told them,"But not unheard of. There have been a few mass that the potion has n't worked on. It 's difficult to know for sure how many because there are n't a whole lot of werewolves to begin with anyway. And many do not report how the potion works for them."

"Ok,"Rose said, while she pretended to adopt note of hand on a patch of parchment,"Why would n't it make for ? Or why would n't soul aim it ?"

"A few wolfman have been allergic to the potion, or to one of the ingredient in it, so that 's why it does n't exercise 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 people have reported that the potion does not always workplace well, depending on what sort of mood the person is at the prison term of transformation. Which makes sensation, since the nature of the shift depends on emotions as well. Then there 's a bit study that 's trying to calculate out why the potion just does n't mold. There are a few werewolves where it has no essence whatsoever. As far as why soul would n't take it, it 's a very difficult potion to make. Not many people are able to have it. Because of that, it 's hard to incur it."

"Oh,"pink wine looked up from her parchment,"I think that 's all I need to get it on for now. I 've gotten oodles of entropy from books. Albus and I should be able to write the news report now."

neb got up from his president,"trade good. Glad I could help."He walked quickly out the door, Albus guessed he wanted to get back to the discussion about Jasmine Lomski 's murder.

Albus and Rose left the room and went back up to Rose 's bedroom."Well, what do you think ?"rose asked Albus.

"I dunno. Maybe he 's not able to get the potion ?"

"Or he 's allergic to it,"Rose suggested.

"But what about that unanimous emotions affecting the potion thing ?"Albus asked.

"I 'm not trusted. Do you think of what Matt 's been like every time he 's gotten sick ?"

"No. I mean, usually he 's fag out, but that 's not really emotion. I 'd assume he 's skittish about it, but I bet all werewolves are nervous about transforming."

"Probably. I guess we 're just going to have to preserve watching him,"Rose told Albus.

"I suppose. I wish he 'd just tell us."

"He 's probably afraid to. Afraid we wo n't be admirer with him anymore,"blush wine said in a offended voice.

"Well, that 's not true ! We 'd never abandon him like that !"

"I know, Albus,"rose wine sighed,"I just wish there was a way to let him make out that."

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Weasley-Potter Family Tree
Bill-Fleur Charlie-Katherine ( witch ) Percy-Corrine ( Muggle )
Victoire, 7th year Henry M. Stanley, 6th year GA, 5th class
Gabriella, 5th year Scots heather, 4th year Bradley, 3rd year
Ben, 2nd year marking, 3rd year Cedric, 2nd class
Eddie, 5 years old Samantha & Lindy ( twins ), 6 years old

George-Alicia Spinnet Ron-Hermione Ginny-Harry
Fred, 4th class Rose, 1st twelvemonth James IV, 2nd year
Angie, 8 years old Hugo, 9 years old Albus, 1st class
Lily, 9 eld old
*all in Gryffindor*

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A/N : I hope you liked it ! My Weaslye-Potter family tree is above. I hope it helps well-defined up any confusion. I put Ron & Ginny in there even though I do n't own their Kid. I thought it would be more double-dyed that way. Any similarities between the above ( besides Ron & Ginny 's families, obviously ) are merely a coincidence.

Thanks as always to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my early baby, and my brother. Thanks to inkheart for their review. Please read & critique !

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry ceramicist. Nor do I own Nintendo, the Nintendo DS, or creature Crossing.

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Before Albus knew it, the Christmas holiday was over. The rest of the break was not nearly as consequential as the first few days. The day after Harry came home with the news of Jasmine Lomski 's death, bank note, Fleur, Ron, Hermione, and the sleep of Albus 's cousins left to see early kinsperson. Life at the Burrow became much calmer. James and Albus spent much of their time playing Quidditch outside. Harry had let Albus use his broom handle. James was able to aid Albus practice his skill as a chaser, and seemed pretty positive by the end of the holiday that Albus would make the team next class. Whenever teddy bear was n't working at Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes, he visited and played Quidditch with James and Albus. Lily often hung around while the games were taking place and would beg the boys to let her have a go on one of the brooms. Occasionally, one of them would use up pathos on her and lend her their Calluna vulgaris. Eventually, James and Albus realized that they had neglected their homework long enough and had to drop the unhurt net day of gaolbreak working on it. It took them much retentive than common, as they did not cause Rose there to help.

Harry spent much of the last few days of break of serve popping in and out of the Auror office. He left early in the day and came back late in the evening. He always came home looking tired, and Albus could tell that the investigation was not going well. His mum, grandma, and granddad, seemed worried as well, although they tried not to mention contingent in strawman of the children. Saint James the Apostle and Albus had tried repeatedly to listen in on their conversations, but mollie was much more insomniac of them ever since she caught them using extendable Ears. She had a hard meter keeping teddy bear out of the conversations, though, because he was of age and out of school. However, Molly prevented slip from giving any information to Saint James or Albus.

On his way back to Hogwarts, Albus found himself wandering down the corridor in the Hogwarts limited with Rose, yet again looking for a compartment. Only this time, he was in search of a specific one, the one that whoremaster, lusterlessness, and Amanda were in.

About halfway down the train, Albus and rose wine spotted their friends in one of the compartments. There was another missy in it, too. Albus recognized her as Matt 's elder sister, Amy.

"Hi !"Albus grinned at his friends as he entered the compartment and sat down next to John.

"Hi,"everyone greeted him and Rose.

"So, how was everyone 's holiday ?"pink wine asked.

"Great !"St. John the Apostle smiled widely,"Got a good load of nowadays. All my relatives were there at some dot or another. Saved all my homework for yesterday, but somehow managed to get it done."

"Mine was decent, too,"Amanda answered, as she reached into her bag,"But I 've got to show you guys something."She pulled out a small-scale, orthogonal object and opened it to reveal two screens, one above the other.

"What the bloody hell is that ?"privy asked, gaping at it.

"It 's called a Nintendo DS,"Amanda answered,"I got it for Hannukah. It 's something you play video game on."

"Oh, I 've heard of video games,"John said,"But I 've never seen one before. Do you ingest any games for it ?"

"I 've got a few,"Amanda told him,"My dearie is fauna Crossing. You get to hit your own town and brute are your neighbor. I 've named my town Hogsmeade."

"Awesome,"lusterlessness smiled. `` I got one of those a while ago. ``

"I hate to tell you, but that 's not going to work at Hogwarts,"Rose announced.

"Why not ?"John looked at her like she was crazy.

"Too much magic around. make electronics not puzzle out 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 stimulate to run it at home over the summer. My parents thought I would like it and it 's middling fun. They were n't really sure as shooting what to get me. They could n't get me anything to do with thaumaturgy. It was quite unknown, really, not being capable to verbalise very much about conjuration during break.."

"And how was your holiday, lustrelessness ?"Rose asked.

Albus turned to appear at flatness. He was just now noticing how tired he looked. He also had some nasty looking partially healed cuts all over his boldness and limb. His arms were bruised as well, and he looked like he was about ready to accrue asleep. Albus and Rose exchanged glance, but did n't say anything.

"It stunk,"lustrelessness said flatly. He looked at his sister, who gave him a look.

"Why ?"John asked.

"wellspring, I told you how I hate going to Australia. We spent the solid gap there, at my grandparents house. They 're so formal, I could n't do anything fun."

"How 'd you get all those slice ?"St. John wondered, as he stared at a particularly cruddy cut on Matt 's forearm.

Matt shifted his optic and once again looked at Amy, who nodded her top dog."I fell out of a tree."

"What ? !"John exclaimed,"How 'd you make out that ?"

"Well, you know how inept I am. And I was outside, trying to feature some fun, because my grandparents wo n't let me do anything in the house. I was up pretty high gear and I slipped. I fell all the way to the priming coat, hitting every branch as I went. Got knocked out halfway down. My gran heard the noise and ran outside and found me unconscious on the basis. She freaked out, saying this is why I needed to quell inside and do homework all day,"Matt informed them. Everyone was staring at him, unable to think 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 rightfield. That 's scary, though."

"Yeah,"John agreed,"Is that why you 're so tired ?"

"Nope, that 's the jet lag,"matte answered.

"The what ?"

"Jet lag,"Matt repeated,"It 's what you get when you fly to unlike metre zones. Your sleep gets all messed up."

"You flew to Australia ?"Albus looked amazed,"Blimey ! That 's a long meter to be on a broom."

lusterlessness laughed,"Oh, no ! We flew in an airplane."

"Wow !"trick looked impressed,"But why did n't you just Apparate or something ? Or Flooed ?"

"The Australian Ministry does n't countenance out of nation Apparition,"Amy said, speaking for the beginning time."And our grandparents are Muggles, so we could n't Floo."

"That 's passably awesome,"blush wine told Matt,"My grandpa loves all things to do with Muggles. One of his sprightliness 's ambitions is to come up out how airplanes stay up."

Everyone laughed. The compartment door opened and Victoire walked in."Hi, Amy ! I 've been looking for you."

"Hey,"Amy greeted her,"Want to quell her with us ?"

"Sure,"Victoire sat down future to Amy. She glanced at flatness, who was leaning up against the window."Is your brother ok ?"

"Yeah, he 's ticket. He just fell out of a tree over break and spent a few daylight in the hospital. That and the jet lag are why he 's so tired,"Amy said quickly.

At that second, the compartment door opened again to reveal the person Albus wanted to see the least. A self-satisfied looking Quinton Willinson walked in and and shut the door behind him.

"Something you want, Willinson ?"Victoire stood up and stared at him.

"Oh, just a word with your first cousin,"Willinson glared at Albus,"Mind if we speak in secret ?"

"Yes, as a thing of fact, I do,"Victoire growled,"Whatever it is, you can say it here, in battlefront of all of us."

"mulct,"Willinson turned to Albus,"Just thought I 'd let you jazz that you 'd better learn yourself, Potty."

Victoire stepped between Albus and Willinson."And why is that ?"

"Oh, you did n't know ?"Willinson smiled at her,"child Potty here put that Exploding Eclair on my plate at Slughorn 's political party. Him and his piddling posse here."

"How d'you figure that ?"Victoire continued to stare at him.

"I just know,"he answered,"So, you 'd meliorate watch out, commode and friends."

Amy got up and stood next to Victoire."Is that a threat, Willinson ? Because anyone who does anything to my little brother declination it."

"Oh, maybe it 's a threat, maybe it 's not,"Willinson sneered at her,"But I would n't interest too often about your baby Brother. Looks like he 's got plenty impairment already. Looks like he 's been hit by a truck."

In a span of five seconds, Amy had whipped out her wand and had Willinson pinned against the bulwark, holding her verge to his face."Do not meet flatness, or you will get wind to rue it. You understand ? Do not do anything to him. I will find out, and you will bid 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 question young woman here,"Willinson gestured to Victoire, as he pulled out his own wand.

"This Head Girl does not handle what Amy does to anyone, if they do anything to her family. And, I can add that if you do anything to my menage, you 'll regret 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 defeat, scowled and put his scepter away. He opened the compartment door and with one last-place 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 Saame castling as him, you learn that he only does something when he has the upper hand. He 'd never try anything when there are a duo people up against him. Especially people who are advantageously beldame and sensation than he is. He 's really quite stupid, honestly. He brags, but I do n't imagine he 'd win a duel against anyone above third year,"Victoire told them.

"Every year, he picks a new first year to worrying. We 've never been able-bodied to fancy out why he picks the one he does. Usually it 's the humble or most frightened one. I 've got no melodic theme why he 's picked you, Albus,"Victoire continued,"He was picked on a lot when he was a first year. Ever since then, he 's done the same thing to early maiden years. It 's pretty low, if you ask me. If he 's got to torment someone, he ought to do it to soul finisher 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 year, he 'd be hexed so a great deal you could n't recognize him. But anyway, I would not put it past him to try something on you, Albus. Just cook sure you 're never alone in the corridors and you 'll be hunky-dory. He wo n't try anything where there 'd be viewer or somebody to stop him."

Amy nodded in agreement,"Same with you, mat,"she looked at her crony, but he 'd fallen asleep."And probably the rest of you, too."

Albus nodded,"Who 'd he pick on last twelvemonth ?"

"James,"Victoire said,"But after James pulled a few pranks on him, he gave up. It was quite shady, really. He tried picking on Ben after that, but I stopped him."

"How ?"rosiness asked.

"He 's got this weird infatuation on me. Has ever since second class. But I 'd never go out with him, of course of study. He 's such a git. Actually asked me to go to Hogsmeade our third gear year,"Victoire laughed,"But boy was he mad when I started going out with Teddy. Still has n't given up. Somehow he thinks that with Teddy out of the castle, I 'll decide to go out with him."

"It 's the Veela blood,"Amy told them.

"He 's about the only one, though. Everyone else gave up once I started going out with Teddy."

"Wow,"Rose said,"I just thought he did n't care us for some reason."

"Well, he does n't. But I do n't acknowledge why. It 'll be proficient for everyone when he 's gone future year,"Amy stated,"But for now, just make sure you 're never alone in the corridors."

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Once the new term started, Albus and his supporter found themselves up to their ears in homework. The teachers had already started warning them about final exam, despite the fact that they were calendar month away. It was n't only the number 1 days that were bombarded with work. It seemed that all the scholar had more work than normal. The plebeian room often did not discharge out until past midnight, with some scholar falling asleep in their interpretation. The fifth and 7th old age were spending more than time than everyone else studying, due to the fact that their O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s seemed much closer from this position of Dec 25.

Albus and his Quaker tended to divide their time evenly between the common room and the subroutine library. They went wherever it was less crowded. Albus and Rose were finding it difficult to feel clip to research about whatever Hallows were, especially since they were rarely without can, Matt, and Amanda. Albus doubted whether James was getting any research in either, because Samantha Meyers had increased Quidditch recitation to four nighttime a week due to the impending Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match.

One Night, Albus and Rose did bring off to find time to inquiry because Matt, John the Divine, 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 reason Albus was not involved was because Harry had been speaking to Albus about his aspiration. They had resumed once he was back in schooling, although they had n't changed at all. rosiness had been talking to Professor Patil about a homework she thought she had messed up on, but it turned out she had a gotten a 100 % on it like usual. Albus had been trying to do a good luck charm essay when Rose came up to him and asked him if he wanted to go research. Albus was all too tidal bore, since his magical spell essay was not going very well. So, the two cousin-german made their way to the library.

"I suppose we could lead off by researching about the fall of Voldemort,"Rose suggested as they browsed through the Good Book,"Since we 're pretty sure enough 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 Fall of Lord Voldemort, by Minerva McGonagall. Hmm, McGonagall, that sounds so familiar ... Where have I heard that before ?"

"Professor McGonagall,"Rose reminded him,"She taught Transfiguration when our parents were here, and our grandparents. She was in the close fight, so that 'd be a good book to look at."

Albus took the book over to a table and started reading it. rose found another book and sat down next to him. Albus decided just to bulge out at the beginning, as he had no idea where Hallows would occur into the photo. The first chapter was about Voldemort 's childhood. Albus already knew about that, so it was all basically review. But he read intently anyway, just hoping that he 'd read the word 'Hallows'. However, as the evening wore on, and Albus grew steadily more tired, he did not get out anything new.

"breakthrough anything yet ?"he asked Rose.

rosiness looked up from her book, which was entitled The chronicle of the Dark artistic production in Great Britain,"No, cipher 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 ?"

"Sounds good to me,"Rose agreed. She walked over to Madam Pince while Albus followed.

ma'am Pince glared at them as they handed her the books. She read the epithet and gave them a strange aspect, like she was wondering why they wanted to take them. Albus did n't meet her gaze, but he knew why she was staring at them. Why would Harry Potter 's son pauperization 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 month. Do not write in them or flex them or injure them in any way."

Once they were out of the library, they relaxed,"She 's a wacko,"Albus whispered.

"She 's a bit strange, yeah,"Rose agreed.

"Acts like the books are amber,"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,"Rose told him as she walked up a set of stairs.

"She probably wo n't. I do n't think they 're particularly conclusion. Dad got in a trouble a few times at the library."

Rose laughed,"Oh, yeah."

Albus and Rose continued their trek to the mutual way. Once there, Albus quickly went to the dormitory to conceal his book before his acquaintance came back from detention. But after an hour of waiting for them, Albus fell asleep. It was a restless sleep, as he had the same incubus he usually had. Despite this, he did not stir up up when Saint John the Apostle and mat came in at midnight.

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A/N : Thanks as usual to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my other sister, and my pal ! Please read and review.

I am not sure when I 'll next update, since I might be in school by the time this validates. I will try to update soon, but I ca n't build any warranty. But I 'll still be writing ! I am well into the sequel to this, I 'm on chapter 30, I believe. I 'm also working on another fic, details to amount later, which I will start posting as soon as I get past a sure chapter in this. There are raider for this fic in my new one, so it will accept to wait a footling while to be posted.

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"That was brutal concluding Nox !"John groaned as he sat down next to Albus at breakfast the adjacent morning time. 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 other face and winced as he did so,"I ache all over."Matt was just starting to get back to normal after his tree diagram incident over suspension. In the few sidereal 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 bones from the incident, but never asked, as Matt did n't seem too exquisite on discussing it.

"What 'd he get you do ?"Albus asked while he watched Matt rub his arm.

"clean Moaning Myrtle 's privy,"John answered as he piled his home plate with eggs and Francis 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 bring off to get it make clean the way he wanted it. And he made Matt scrub the floor, so he had to be down on his hands and knees the whole night. I could tell it was making his injuries from falling out of that Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree damage worse, so I suggested to Filch that I could do the trading floor and lustrelessness could do the sinks, but Filch said no. He seemed to take pleasure in seeing lustrelessness suffer. It was dreadful. Amanda had to do the toilets with Malfoy. He did something to one of them that made it barf. That was gross. So she had to cleanse 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. flatness had only eaten a few pungency of pledge and was wincing every metre he moved.

"You know she does n't do anything for pain 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 team Against the Dark Arts."

Once lusterlessness left, John shook his head,"You know she wo n't do anything to serve him."

"I know, she probably wo n't if he says the injuries are from cleaning. But she will if he says they 're leftover from that unanimous tree affair,"Albus reasoned.

"promise so,"whoremaster agreed,"He was worse last Night when we were doing the hold. Filch was atrocious to him, told him to scrub faster. And Malfoy smirked at him every time he looked over from his toilets."

"I really do n't wish that Malfoy kid,"Amanda added. She had come into the Great lobby and sat down across from Albus. Rose sat down in matte 's revoke place.

"Detention 's bad enough with Filch, but Malfoy kept muttering about Matt not even being capable to Muggle clean. Filch did n't get wind any of it."

"Ugh,"Rose groaned,"I hope I 'm never in hold with him."

"You 're never in custody,"Albus chimed in.

"I know. I never get caught,"she grinned. This was true. Albus knew she had pulled her fair share of pranks on the Slytherins, usually involving some variety of Sweet from Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes that turned versatile body parts into different colors. And there was no way anyone could pin it on her.

At that second, the hooter arrived with the mail."Look, it 's Patches,"Rose announced as a large tawny owl arrived at Albus 's place. dapple was rosebush 's home 's owl."He 's got a letter of the alphabet for you and James."

Albus called James over and the two of them looked at the letter. Albus opened it and register it silently.

beloved St. James the Apostle and Albus,
I hope the new terminal figure is going well. I imagine you
expenditure much of your time studying. I have managed
to secure an empty classroom for our Occlumency
object lesson. They will take topographic point in the Transfiguration
room on Tuesday and Saturday eventide, at eight o'clock.
We will start this Saturday. I 'll see you then.
Say hi to Rose for me.
With Love,
Aunt Hermione

Albus looked at James,"wellspring, I guess we 'll go on Saturday."

"Yeah, I suppose. Blimey, I ca n't imagine this is going to be fun,"William James responded.

"Probably not. But it 's got to be better than the Occlumency object lesson Dad had,"Albus reminded him.

"Yeah,"James agreed,"wellspring, I 'm off to Potions. I 'll see ya later."

"Bye."

"Occlumency, cool,"John said,"I wondered when you 'd pop out those."

Albus had told King John, mat, and Amanda all about the pipe dream and Legilimency shortly after they arrived back at the castle."Guess we 're starting on Saturday."

"We 'd better be off to dad,"John reminded them. Albus got up and followed John out of the Hall, with Amanda and blush 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 Wing because he skipped right over his name during attendance. It was a good DADA moral. They spent the majority of it practicing disarming each former. Albus and toilet had a proficient time doing so, as both of them were quite skilled with that particular proposition go. They were the few who were good at it. Most of the early students 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 spells to dominate. Amanda, in exceptional, was having a heavy meter with it, but she did get by to demilitarise rosiness once during the lesson.

Charms, on the early hired man, was another disaster. professor Washbburn stormed into the way, and Albus immediately stopped talking. He was sitting at his usual back defer with can, rose wine, and Amanda.

Washburn quickly ran down the attendance tilt, stopping at Matt 's name."Where 's Eckerton ?"he barked loudly. No one answered."Potter ! Where 's Eckerton ?"

"In the Hospital Wing,"Albus whispered.

"Speak louder !"Washburn screamed.

"I said he 's in the Hospital backstage, Sir,"Albus said.

"He 's always in the hospital wing. What 's wrong with him this time ?"Washburn muttered to himself.

Albus chose not to serve that interrogation and he sat lower in his seat.

"Well, we 're going to have another effort at levitation today,"Washburn growled,"But we 're not levitating feather this time. All of you who are somewhat skilled at this class have managed that already,"he glared towards the back table and his centre rested on Albus."You 'll be levitating books, so do n't hit anyone with them. Go on, get started."The family all took out their books and verge, while Washburn took his usual seat behind his desk and glared at them.

Albus reluctantly muttered the conjuration and his book moved an inch off the desk and fell back again. He looked at Saint John the Apostle, blush wine, and Amanda. After a few try, rose wine had managed to levitate her book, although she received no praise from their prof. John was able to do it after a one-half minute of practice, not receiving any kudos either. Amanda was having a bit more problem, but was still doing well than Albus.

With ten proceedings left in the class, Washburn started making his rounds to all the pupil, and much to Albus 's discouragement, he stopped at his table.

"Well, Potter, let 's see if you 're wagerer with books than feathers. Go ahead, hover it,"Washburn sneered.

Albus muttered the spell quickly and his book managed to get a few in off the table before falling back down.

"Do it again,"Washburn glared at him.

Albus did it again, this time making the book swim bladder a full foot off the mesa. Albus was so shocked that he jerked his scepter and caused the book to commence speeding towards one of the windows. Albus knew what was going to happen right before it did. The book flew right at the window, not stopping when it reached it, and soared straight through. The glass shattered and showered a few students with shard. They screamed as the glass cut their arms.

"thrower !"Washburn shouted,"Must you always make trouble in this class ? !"

Albus did not say a news, he just stared down at his desk.

"detainment ! Sat night !"Washburn screamed,"You,"he pointed at the students who were showered with glass,"Go to the infirmary extension. The residuum of you, family dismissed."

"Um, Professor,"Albus whispered,"I ca n't do detention on Saturday night."

"And why on dry land not ?"Washburn seethed,"I 'll adjudicate when you 'll do detention."

"I 've got a meeting with my aunt."

"Your aunty can wait."

"No, she ca n't. I 'm supposed to get, er, deterrent example from her,"Albus said, not wanting to uncover what the lesson 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 catch up with his friends as they were entering the Great Granville Stanley Hall for lunch."That was horrible."

"I know,"John the Divine agreed.

"I hate spell,"Albus groaned as he sat down at the table,"I do n't want to do that detention. It 's gon na be worse now that he 's got to put it off until after Saturday."

"He definitely will,"rose wine agreed,"Hey ! Matt, you 're back !"

Matt came over to the table, looking a bit better than he did that morning."Yeah, sorry I missed two lessons. I heard about what happened in Charms. That Washburn 's an idiot."

"So brothel keeper Pomfrey actually helped ?"John looked at matt in awe.

"Yeah, she did,"Matt told them,"And it 's a good thing. I do n't consider I could have gone to any classes today if she didn't."

"But why ?"John asked,"Did you say the injury were leftover from the fall ?"

"Nope,"Matt responded,"She knew they were from custody. But she healed them anyway. I guess because I was n't totally over the altogether Tree thing. She seemed pretty upset about the whole affair. Kept going on about how irresponsible Filch is and how he should n't have made me do all that cleaning. Said she was going to peach to the headmaster about it and everything."

"Blimey,"John looked at Matt warily,"I 've never seen her mad about harm from Muggle cleaning before. Always says we bring it upon ourselves."

lusterlessness shrugged and piled his plate with solid food and started eating, not elaborating on his trip to the infirmary Wing.

Albus had a unusual belief that there was Thomas More to the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree story than Matt was letting on about. He could secernate that matt was trying to encompass something up, and he could n't help but think about the werewolf research that he and rose wine had done over breach. There had been a broad moon over the holiday and Albus kept thinking that the Tree chronicle was just a cover up. He saw how Matt had looked at his sister before telling the story and he seemed a bit leery on telling it in the maiden place. As Albus started eating his lunch, he decided to find out lusterlessness carefully around the time of the next full phase of the moon moon, which was in two weeks.

Double potions with the Slytherins was after tiffin that day. Albus thought the course of study went pretty well. Slughorn lectured on the Shrinking Solution during the beginning half and the bit one-half was spent attempting to make the potion. Albus was partnered with lavatory, and although their potion was a shade sluttish than the desired color, both boy thought they did pretty well.

`` What 's that, commode ? '' Scorpius Malfoy appeared behind Albus as he was putting his ampule of Shrinking Solution on Slughorn 's desk at the end of class.

`` A potion, what else do you recall it could be ? '' Albus answered flatly.

`` Looks more like cat sick, '' Malfoy laughed as he put his potion, which happened to be the perfective colouration, onto Slughorn 's desk. `` Ca n't even brew a simple shrinkage answer. ``

`` At to the lowest degree I can disarm someone, which is a hale lot more useful than making potions, '' Albus retorted as he started to leave alone the room. Malfoy had extreme difficulty in disarming his pardner during that sunup 's DADA class.

`` As if I 'd try disarming if mortal were attacking me, '' Malfoy laughed. A few of his crony giggled behind him. `` A hex would work loads better. ``

`` You know perfectly well that disarming work better than whammy, Malfoy, '' lusterlessness had caught up to them in the dungeon corridor, `` prof ceramist says that every time we practice disarming. ``

`` And I suppose you 're an expert on demurrer now, Eckerton ? Judging by the way you looked last night, a five yr old could beat you in a duel, '' Malfoy sneered at him. `` By the way, rumour has it that brothel keeper Pomfrey actually healed your injuries from last night 's detention. That confessedly ? ``

matte froze and stared at Malfoy. `` Yeah, so ? '' he whispered.

Malfoy smirked, `` After I heard that I went up to see if she 'd heal my injuries. My manus 's been aching all day. She glared at me and told me if I should think about my hired hand the following metre I 'm about to break the rule, then she shooed me out and said to get to course of instruction. ``

`` Good for you, '' Matt answered.

`` well, 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 weird about you, '' Malfoy stepped towards Matt.

`` Why do n't you just shut it ? '' John shouted and pulled out his wand.

`` Gon na rescue your supporter, Brickston ? '' Malfoy pulled out his own scepter, `` Or maybe you could tell me why he 's always in the Hospital Wing. ``

`` Do n't guess I can, '' john answered, `` But I could make sure you spend the rest of the day there, if you like. ``

`` Ooo, gon na duel me ? '' Malfoy turned to toilet, `` 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 conceive you 're doing ! ? '' she shouted at Malfoy, once she realized that his sceptre was still pointed at Matt.

`` Ah, Eckerton 's sister ! Maybe she 'll tell me why dame Pomfrey treats him special ? '' Malfoy grinned maliciously at Amy.

Amy stood between Malfoy and Matt and glared at Malfoy, `` That 's none of your stage business. And if you point your wand at him again, you 'll rue it. '' She turned around, threw her arm around lusterlessness, 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 usual 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 think he 's going to give up until he finds out. ``

`` Well, we ca n't let him find out, then, '' john stated.

`` But we do n't even roll in the hay for sure ! '' Albus reminded him.

`` True, '' can shrugged, `` But I think we 're right-hand. And Amy 's so protective of him. Did you see her face when Malfoy asked her to enjoin him ? ``

`` She was seething. Just like on the train after faulting, '' Albus said, while starting to walk up the step to the entryway Hall.

`` We 've got to find out for sure. ``

`` 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 have it off if he will, especially if it is what we think it is, '' Saint John the Apostle sighed.

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Albus and his friends spent the succeeding few days trying to avoid Malfoy. It was n't hard since most of their trim time was spent in the common room doing homework. mat was especially leery of Malfoy and made sure to hide out behind St. John the Apostle, who was a head taller than him, whenever they passed Malfoy in the Charles Francis Hall. Despite this, lustrelessness seemed to act like the confrontation with Malfoy had never happened, and did not seem to desire to tell Albus or his other champion what his closed book was. St. John the Apostle did not seem surprised at this, but Albus had thought that maybe after what had happened with Malfoy, flatness might want to entrust in someone. Amy also had started keeping a finis eye on matt after this event, which was odd because during declension term, she would often go a day or two without talking to lustrelessness. Now it seemed that she was checking up on him at least once a day.

`` Hi, guys, '' Amy greeted Albus and his champion on Saturday eventide. Albus, John, Matt, rosiness, and Amanda were all clustered around a table in the vernacular way, working on various preparation assignments. `` What 's everyone up to ? ``

`` Homework, '' Matt groaned. He was working on a particularly difficult 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 take off it today. ``

`` I know, '' John Lackland agreed, `` But right now I 'm enjoying watching you study, while I sit and do zilch. '' pink wine groaned and went back to her reading.

`` So, '' Amy started, as she sat down future to Matt, `` How are you ? ``

`` I 'm fine, '' matte replied, `` But I 'd be comfortably 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 situation. ``

`` No, '' Albus answered, `` Have n't talked to him since the gearing. Strange, really. ``

`` Well, good, '' Amy said, `` Hopefully it 'll delay that way. But do n't go alone anywhere. He does n't founder up this quickly. ``

`` We know, Amy, '' Matt snapped, `` You 're not our mum. ``

Albus looked up from his work at the sound of the close at hand argument. He could cause sworn he saw mat 's eyes flash gold, but they were back to their usual blue air within a second.

`` Jeez, Matt. I 'm just making sure he does n't gravel you. Mum said- ''

`` I know what Mum said ! '' mat cut her off loudly.

`` Could you please be a bit quieter ? '' Amanda asked in a frazzle tone.

`` Sorry, '' Amy and Matt mumbled and continued arguing in easy part.

Albus glanced over and saw that she was working on her astronomy charts. She had been having a tough time in astronomy all year. `` Need any help ? ``

`` Ugh, '' Amanda groaned, `` It 's astronomy. I 'm rubbish at it. I 've been doing this chart for the yesteryear hour. Anyone know when the next full-of-the-moon 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 mesa at Rose, who was already trying to catch his attention. The cousin looked at each other for a few indorsement, and then quickly returned to their homework. Nobody said anything for a few second, with the exception of Amy and flatness, who were still arguing. However, they were doing so so quietly that Albus was unable to take in out any of the words.

`` Blimey ! '' Epistle of James had walked over to the table and standing behind Rose. `` Who died ? ``

`` Huh ? '' Albus looked up from his work.

`` You 're so quiet down ! '' James replied.

`` Oh, uh, '' Albus glanced at Amy and Matt, `` They were arguing about something. ``

`` Ah, sibling erotic love, it 's a wonderful matter, '' James grinned, `` So, you ready to get your mind read by auntie Hermione ? ``

Albus looked up at the clock, it was quarter to eight, `` Bloody hell, I forgot about that ! ``

`` upright thing I remembered, '' James said.

`` Yeah, '' Albus put his books into his bag and got up, `` I 'm fix. ``

Rose got up as well, `` I 'm going too. I want to see Mum. ``

`` Ok, '' James turned around and started walking towards the entrance.

`` commodity lot, '' John waved as Albus followed his comrade. Amanda waved, but did n't seem up from her work. matte and Amy were too officious arguing to note Albus and rosiness leave.

Albus, James, and rose wine left the common room to determine a desert corridor. `` Good, no one 's out here, '' Rose whispered.

`` Why ? '' 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 bits of McGonagall 's book before I go to bed every dark. It 's the lonesome time I can do it in secret. I just pull the hangings closed, and everyone thinks I 'm sleeping. ``

`` I 've been doing the Saame thing, '' Rose revealed, `` But I have n't so much as read the word 'Hallows'. ``

`` Er, I have n't even obtain a book to read yet, '' James confessed.

`` fountainhead, find one soon ! '' rosiness scolded, `` We 've got to find out what our parents are hiding from us ! ``

`` I know, I know, '' James River said.

`` I 've read a couple so far, and Madam Pince keeps eying me when I check them out, '' blush wine told them, `` But I 've got a feeling we 're not going to regain anything in al-Qur'an. ``

`` Really ? '' James IV grinned, `` Are you doubting books ? ``

`` Shut it, Saint James, '' Rose warned, `` I 'm going to jump looking at the old Prophet articles they have in the subroutine library. ``

`` Sounds good, '' Albus said as they rounded the corner and walked towards the transfiguration room.

When they walked in, Hermione was standing near a stone washstand that Albus recognized as the Pensive. Hermione was pulling view out of her head with her verge and placing them into the basin. Albus wondered if maybe those thoughts had to do with what his parents were keeping from him. If only he could see the store without Hermione knowing.

Hermione turned around when Albus shut the door behind them, `` Hi, boys ! '' she greeted.

`` Hi, '' King James and Albus said back.

`` Oh, and rosebush, you 're here too ! '' Hermione walked over to her daughter and gave her a hug.

`` Hi, Mum ! ``

`` How 's condition going ? '' Hermione asked.

`` Oh, pretty expert, '' rose wine answered, `` onus of preparation, but I 'm getting it done. I 'm afraid I lost a few breaker point on the last appealingness essay. I hope I did n't, though. ``

`` I 'm surely you did fine on it, '' Hermione reassured her. `` How about you two ? How are your classes going ? ``

`` All right, '' St. James replied, `` But I 'm afraid I lost more than just a few full point on my lowest Charms essay. '' King James I laughed.

`` And I 'm not so sure you did fine on it, '' Hermione responded, `` And you, Albus ? ``

`` Oh, it 's going well, I suppose, '' Albus told his aunt, `` And I 'm afraid I completely failed the Charms essay. ``

`` Do n't worry, I 'm sure you at to the lowest degree scraped a departure grade, '' Hermione said.

`` I dunno, Washburn hates me. ``

`` Professor Washburn, and I do n't reckon that 's straight, '' Hermione told him, `` But that 's not why we 're her tonight. Tonight, you will get learning Occlumency. Rose, are you staying ? ``

`` Can I ? '' pink wine asked, `` I 've read a bit about Occlumency and it sounds very interesting. ``

`` Of course you can remain. I do n't think I will have you do any practical body of work, but you 're welcome to check the theory, '' Hermione informed her.

`` You mean, we 're going to birth reading to do ? '' William James asked disgustedly.

`` Of grade, '' Hermione laughed, `` What did you expect ? ``

`` I dunno, Dad 's Occlumency moral were all pragmatic, '' James reminded her.

`` I know, but I feel it 's better for you to check the possibility as well, '' Hermione informed them, `` Now, could you all sit down ? ``

Albus, James, and Rose all sat at the tabular array closest to the teacher 's desk.

`` Good, now I 've got some Quran for you, '' Hermione picked up two Holy Scripture and placed them in front line of Albus and James, `` Rose, I did n't know you 'd be studying this as well, so I do n't give birth a volume for you. You can bet on with your cousin-german and if you decide to save coming to our lessons then I 'll get you a record, too. ``

Albus looked at his book. It was entitled, Legilimency and Occlumency : The Art of Seeing Others'Thoughts and Protecting Your Own Mind.

`` Creative deed of conveyance, '' James whispered and they both laughed.

`` Open the playscript to page five, please, '' Hermione told them, `` Now, as you are both aware, Legilimency is what is used to see into another person 's thoughts, or as some say, read their minds. When the magic spell, Legilimens, is used, a mortal can see into another 's thoughts. This can be done if the someone getting the while performed on is alive or asleep. When the soul is awake, they feel an odd wiz in their head, kind of like a headache, but not exactly. They often also see their own memories. If the mortal is asleep, then they often have strange dreaming or dream about their computer storage. ``

`` Hey, Voldemort 's in this Word ! '' rosiness exclaimed. Albus notice that she was leafing through the start chapter.

`` Yes, he is, '' Hermione responded briskly, `` Lord Voldemort, although he was a horrible, malevolent individual, was one of the most skilled Legilimens and Occlumens the Wizarding World has ever seen. He is a perfect deterrent example of why Legilimency and Occlumency are both very life-threatening if used in the wrong way. Voldemort was able to enjoin exactly where his Death Eaters loyalties really lay, as well as keep others from knowing his innermost thoughts and arcanum. ``

Hermione continued her lecturing for a half time of day, giving a brief overview of the beginning chapter. This chapter explained what Legilimency and Occlumency were and went over the fundamentals needed to try Occlumency. James and Albus were expected to register the first off chapter and answer a few questions before the next class.

`` Now, for the following one-half time of day, I 'd like to set out the practical facial expression of this example, '' Hermione stood up and picked up her wand. `` Who wants to go first ? ``

James and Albus looked at each other. `` You 're older, you go first, '' Albus told his brother.

`` All right, '' William James stood up and pointed his wand at his aunt.

`` Remember, there 's no magical spell. You 've got to close down your judgment. hire a few minutes to try to clear all idea from your head. ``

James lowered his wand and started to stare directly at the bulwark behind Hermione. After a few mo, a dummy look appeared on his face.

`` trade good, '' Hermione said, `` cook ? ``

St. James the Apostle looked back at her with a anxious feel on his face, `` I suppose. ``

`` Legilimens ! '' Hermione shouted.

James IV looked horrified as he stared at his aunty. He dropped his wand and pressed his hand to his forehead. Hermione continued to point her wand at him, but it was obvious that he was n't succeeding at closing his creative thinker. He had sunk down to the storey, with his bridge player on his caput. Hermione lowered her wand and walked over to him.

`` Are you all right ? '' she asked, extending her hand for James to grab.

`` Fine, '' James mumbled as he took Hermione 's paw and stood up again, `` It 's just, that 's exactly what it felt like when person did that to me during detention. ``

`` That 's because that was what someone did to you during detention, '' Hermione explained.

`` But I did n't listen anyone shouting 'Legilimens', '' James II told her.

`` They were doing it non-verbally. We 'll get to that point in our example 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 firstly time. You see now how hard it is to close your mind. ``

`` Yeah, '' James agreed as he sat back down.

`` Your turn, Albus, '' Hermione announced.

Albus had momentarily forgotten that he, too, had to have his aunty take his nous. 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 head, '' Hermione told him as she walked a few feet away and turned around to wait.

Albus tried to exculpate his mind, but it was hard. His thoughts were consumed with whether Matt was a werewolf or not. He was also constantly thinking about what 'Hallows'could possibly be. Not to cite the reason why he was having these lessons in the showtime place. It was difficult not to think about somebody seeing his thoughts.

`` Ready ? '' Hermione asked. Albus nodded with a nervous face on his face.

`` Legilimens ! '' she shouted.

The classroom seemed to evaporate as Albus was thrown into his own store. He was four years old and James had stolen the toy heather he had received on his birthday. William James was flying it around while Albus chased him. The scene changed and he saw the time he dropped a sharp tongue onto his groundwork, but instead of slicing it open, the tongue just bounced off it. He had been four then, as well, and that was the first magical thing he did. The scenery changed yet again and Albus was seven and was playing with his full cousin at the tunnel. Then he was at home, reading his Hogwarts letter. The setting changed for a last time, he and Rose were sitting in rosebush 's chamber at the Burrow, researching about lycanthrope. Albus 's meat metre faster. He could n't let his aunt see that.

`` No ! '' Albus exclaimed, and the classroom reappeared in battlefront of him. He glanced around and was half surprised that he was still standing up, since James had collapsed during his attempt.

Hermione was looking at him and then she glanced at Rose, then back to Albus. She had obviously seen a bit of the last memory. `` Well, you actually managed to stop me, although not by normal means of Occlumency. But that is very good for a first try. What was that conclusion memory ? ``

`` Nothing, nothing, '' Albus replied quickly, averting his gaze from his aunt.

`` Very well, I think that is decent for tonight. Albus, St. James, keep practicing. Try to shut down your minds before you go to bed. I 'll see you all on Tues. Good circumstances with all your classes. And try to behave yourselves during Charms, '' Hermione added.

`` We do ! '' James insisted, `` Professor Washburn just does n't like us. ``

`` Be that as it may, you do require to pass his course of instruction, '' Hermione reminded them, `` Good Night. ``

`` Nox, '' Albus, James, and rosiness said as they left the classroom.

`` So, what was that computer memory 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 clobber, Legilimency and Occlumency, '' James announced after a few moments of secretiveness, `` But you seem respectable at it, Albus. ``

`` Maybe, '' Albus responded.

`` substantially than me. I could n't do anything during it. Just variety of forgot everything except the memories I was seeing. Could n't think of anything to do about it, '' James River explained.

`` You 've just got to practice it, '' Albus told him, `` Plus, this was just the start time. And anyway, I 've got to think of something better to do than just shouting out random things. masses will think I 'm a nutter if I 'm just shouting out 'no'all the time. ``

James laughed, `` Well, I already know you 're a nutter. ``

`` Oh, shut it, Saint James the Apostle, '' Albus laughed and punched James in the arm. St. James the Apostle punched him back and they continued that until they reached the Fat dame. Rose followed behind and muttered something that sounded like 'boys'.

When they arrived back at the vulgar room, King James immediately went to his dorm room so he could tell his friends 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 require aunt Hermione to know about that. ``

`` Why not ? '' rose wine asked.

`` I dunno, really. I mean, it 's not like she had a problem with teddy bear 's dad. I guess she just came awfully close down to seeing our other research, '' Albus explained.

`` Good period, '' blush wine agreed, `` But you know, you 've got to recitation this. What if she does rule out about that ? She 'll order Uncle Harry. ``

`` I know, I know, I 'll practice, '' Albus assured her.

`` Good, '' rose seemed fulfil, `` 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 snore, he tried to close down his mind. 'Think about nada ,'he kept repeating in his intellect. But it did n't work, because Albus yet again had the Lapplander nightmare.

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A/N : Hope everyone liked it ! I am a bit blockade to admit that I have been typing my own sister 's username wrong in the past tense few Author 's note of hand I 've done for this fic. Her name is Dancer Of Starlight. I must be mixing it up with another site. So thanks, Dancer Of Starlight for reading this and helping me with it ! Thanks also to my other sister and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart, for the review, you 're awing ! Please read and retrospect, everyone !

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During the next two weeks, tautness ran high between the Gryffindors and Slytherins. As the impending Quidditch couple grew nearer, there were Thomas More and More duels in the corridors. These usually resulted in various thespian having to go to the hospital Wing. Luckily, no one had been severely injure yet. However, both Houses were starting to be very protective of their thespian. Samantha Meyers forbade anyone on the Gryffindor squad from wandering the corridors alone. She was also getting Thomas More and more than acute with her practice session schedules. Samantha had started scheduling a practice session for every dark of the week. Every evening, the Gryffindor team came trooping back into the vulgar room well after dark, looking tired and worn out. Slytherin was also practicing each day, but they got an earliest meter in the evening.

Nightly Quidditch exercise did not foreshadow well for James 's Occlumency lessons. He had asked Hermione if he could skitter the object lesson until after the mate, but she would not countenance it. Epistle of James grudgingly skipped his Quidditch practice, much to Samantha 's dismay. She was not felicitous about James missing drill. Hermione actually sent her a letter, which got her to arrest bedevilment James IV about practice.

Albus thought he was making a bit of progress with his Occlumency. He had been reading the book and doing the homework, although he did not delight it. Occlumency was like having another class to take, so he wound up with more homework than the repose of his classmates. Albus had not yet succeeded in preventing Hermione from entering his mind, but he usually managed to storm her out after a little while. He was relieved that he had so far prevented her from discovering his Hallows enquiry. Despite this, he was still having strange nightmares a couple of night a week. James was not making nearly as a good deal forward motion as Albus. He had yet to bar Hermione 's Legilimency at all, and was still collapsing on the trading floor occasionally. King James was getting increasingly fed up with Occlumency and did not enjoy the example at all.

As the Quidditch match, and the full moon, grew closer, Albus started to watch Matt for mark of illness. The day before the peer, Matt almost slept through breakfast. King John had to wake him up before he left for the Great vestibule. Albus watched him throughout DADA and noticed that he was much more tired than usual. He kept his head on the desk the stallion class and did n't take any note of hand. Harry did not say anything about this, which Albus thought was unusual because whenever anyone else fell asleep in other classes, the teacher woke them up. Albus could n't retrieve a time when someone fell asleep in DADA, though, because usually that division was exciting.

`` Are you ok ? '' Albus asked mat as they were walking to Charms.

`` Fine, '' lustrelessness responded. He was walking a bit slower than usual, `` Just tired. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus said warily, `` But if you want to go to the hospital Wing during magic spell, I 'll offer to take you. ``

`` I will too, '' John agreed, `` Anything to get out of that class. ``

The boys immediately stopped talking once they entered the appealingness classroom and went to their usual back table. Once he sat down, Matt put his read/write head down on top of his book. Washburn stormed into the room a few s later and started taking attendance.

`` I 'm lecturing today, take out your notes, '' he barked at the class. Everyone silently found quills and parchment as Washburn pointed his sceptre at the board. preeminence appeared on it and Albus started copying them down. Washburn started talking and droned on for about half the period without stopping, even when educatee raised their hands to ask questions. Albus did not peek up to look at him at all. Once he finished copying his line, 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 table, `` This is not nap fourth dimension ! ``

`` 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 wake up and pay care ! '' he shouted again.

matte slowly picked up his head and stared at Washburn, `` Huh ? ``

`` I said this is not nap time ! '' Washburn screamed.

`` Oh, sorry, '' mat mumbled. He stared down at his book and rested his head on his hand.

Washburn grumbled something incoherent and got back to his lecture. lustrelessness kept his read/write head up the quietus of the class, but did n't take any notes. Although he did go to astronomy after luncheon, lusterlessness did not appear to pay often aid in that year either. After form was over, he went up to the dormitory and slept straight through dinner.

`` What other explanation could there be ? '' Rose wondered aloud in the green elbow room that night. She, Albus, privy, and Amanda were sitting around a mesa after dinner. The pre-Quidditch catch upheaval kept the chaos and noise in the common room up, so no one was paying often attending to what they were talking about.

`` I do n't imagine there is another one, '' Albus told her, `` He 's got to be a lycanthrope. He gets sick every full moon and leaves overnight. When he comes back he 's still sick and he 's got injuries. ``

`` I 'm trusted he is one, '' John agreed, `` Just hope he tells us soon, or I 'm just going to have to narrate him I know. It 's gon na be hard to enshroud that we know. ``

`` conceive how hard it is for Matt ? Hiding that from everyone, '' Albus reminded him.

`` True. ``

`` So, who thinks we 'll win the match tomorrow ? '' Albus asked, changing the subject.

`` I do ! '' John shouted, `` With your cousin 's new Scots heather, we 'll be unbeatable. ``

`` Definitely, '' Amanda agreed, `` I ca n't wait to see it in action. ``

`` You 've really gotten into Quidditch, have n't you ? '' blush wine giggled.

`` Sure have, it 's so much better 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 mate. Albus and his friends spent the earlier part of the day playing magician 's cheat and Exploding Snap in the plebeian room. lustrelessness seemed too tired to play anything, so he laid on one of the lounge and watched the games. Albus noticed the Gryffindor squad huddled in one corner of the room, reviewing last arcminute tactics. King James I looked a bit nervous, which was understandable considering the lastly compeer landed him in the Hospital Wing.

The morning dragged by, but eventually, everyone started to make their way down to the delivery after lunch.

`` Should be a good game, '' Albus said to lav 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 ones, '' John told him.

`` That 's what I 've heard, too. Dad says they were usually the most exciting ace in his days here, '' Albus informed John.

`` Conditions could n't be worse, though, '' John lamented. He was right. The weather condition was not cooperating for a biz of Quidditch. Although the visibility seemed to be a bit better than Gryffindor 's last mate, the C was falling at a steady rate and it was bitterly cold.

`` Hopefully it wo n't last as long as last clock 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 relaxation of the group slowed down to allow Matt to trance up with them. `` Well, I just hope James does n't get bruise again, '' Albus said.

`` Hope not, '' Amanda agreed.

The five first years made their way through the crowds and found their way to a few rear on Gryffindor 's side of the stands. As they were walking slowly to match lusterlessness 's pace, they were some of the last people in the outdoor stage. They found their hindquarters just before the commentary started.

`` Welcome to the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match ! '' Todd Smith shouted over the crew, `` This is a highly anticipated lucifer that should prove to be as exciting as always. The weather 's brutal, but that should n't block up a well trained team.

`` And here come the teams ! First onto the pitch is the Gryffindor team. skipper Samantha Meyers, followed by Peach State Weasley, Fred Weasley, Scots heather Weasley, Bradley Weasley, Ryan O'Malley, and James IV Potter ! ''

The team flew around the pitch once and then landed adjacent to each other on the ground.

`` Here are the Slytherins. senior pilot Talan Flint, followed by Lance Goyle, Jackson Naiser, Ferris Henry Fielding, Peyton Haines, Hailey Odele, and Glenna Dabney. ``

The Slytherins flew once around the pitch and landed in social movement of the Gryffindors. The referee, Alan Oteski, had the captain shake helping hand, and the teams were off.

`` Professor Oteski releases the Quaffle, Bludgers, and snitcher, and the players are up ! Quaffle goes to Henry Fielding and he 's flying towards the Gryffindor goal berth. Oh, overnice Bludger work 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 end ! ``

The Gryffindor team scored three finish within the first five instant. Slytherin had not managed to get any goal past Georgia.

`` Of course, the shake up part of this game is Georgia Weasley 's new broom. It 's a Firebolt 3000. The quickest broom yet ! It seems to be proving itself in this biz. What with Georgia 's unbelievable skill, and that heather, I 'd be surprised if Slytherin scores any goals at all ! '' Todd shouted excitedly.

`` She 's stick ! '' Saint John exclaimed, `` I want one of those brooms ! ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus agreed, `` I flew it over vacation. It was amazing. ``

`` Wow ! Think she 'd let me taunt it ? '' John asked.

`` Maybe. If you come to my place over the summer, I 'll ask her, '' Albus told him.

`` Awesome ! '' St. John grinned.

`` Another end scored for Gryffindor ! Making the score 40-0 in favor of Gryffindor ! Fred Wealsey has the Quaffle, he 's storming up the pitch, headed to the Slytherin goal C. W. Post. Ouch ! Hit in the back with a Bludger sent from Naiser. Odele has the Quaffle now and is headed towards Empire State of the South Weasley. She passes to Fielding, who attempts to score a finish. And saved ! Wow, I did n't think a broom could move that fast, '' Sweeney Todd was jumping up and down at the commentator 's podium now.

`` flint does not look happy, '' Albus commented.

`` No, he does n't. Looks like he 's ready to hex someone, '' St. John the Apostle agreed.

`` Would n't put it past him, '' Rose chimed in, `` These friction match are known to get ugly. ``

The secret plan continued for a piece, with Gryffindor scoring a few more goals. Slytherin did manage to get one goal after Flint River sent a Bludger at Peach State right field when Odele was attempting to score.

`` call up this compeer will close much longer ? '' Matt asked.

`` Dunno. Does n't look like James or Dabney have seen the Snitch yet, '' Albus peered out at the field. `` 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 cruddy. ''

And it was. All the Gryffindor chasers were sporting some kind of injury. Georgia had a poke bleed, but seemed to be ignoring it. Odele and Haines both had taken Bludgers to arm and it seemed to stimulate affected their ability to enamour 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 friction match is done soon, '' mat winced.

`` lack to go back inside ? '' Albus asked.

`` No, I 'll be hunky-dory, '' Matt insisted.

`` Another goal for Gryffindor ! Making the match 110-10 Gryffindor ! '' Todd bellowed, `` And the match is getting ugly. Ouch ! Fred Weasley takes a Bludger to the head, causing him to drop the Quaffle. But it 's caught by Meyers ! She passes to Heather, who scores another goal !

`` Flint River appears to get abandoned the Bludgers and is soaring up towards ceramist and Dabney. What 's he up to ? Meanwhile, Bradley Weasley hits a well aimed Bludger towards Fielding, who drops the Quaffle. binding to Flint. It appears that he is getting into an argument with Dabney. I wonder what they 're saying ? Hope it 's crucial. Looks like his neglect of beater tariff has caused his uninjured Chaser to get hit. ``

Flint turned his headland around and flew heterosexual person towards Empire State of the South. Odele was flying towards the destination posts with the Quaffle. `` What 's he doing now ? He 's grabbed grip of Georgia 's broom ! Foul ! Flint has grabbed Georgia 's heather and appears to be preventing her from keeping ! Foul ! '' Todd screamed angrily. Odele took advantage of the billet and scored a goal.

Oteski blew his pennywhistle, `` penalty dead reckoning for Gryffindor ! Unnecessary grabbing of opposing custodian 's broomstick. Honestly, you should recognise better ! Such an obvious foul ! And that goal does not count ! ``

`` Gryffindor sea captain, Meyers, easily scores the penalization snap, bringing the score up to 130-10 Gryffindor, '' Todd announced, `` Slytherin chaser, Fielding, manages to get the Quaffle and is flying towards the Gryffindor goal Wiley Post. Thomas 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 awing ! '' St. John exclaimed, `` I 've never seen Quidditch like this. I wonder if Slytherin 's ever lost by this much before. ``

`` I dunno, '' Albus responded, `` But I do n't reckon their Seeker 's very good. All she 's doing is following King James around. And Flint River was yelling at her for something. ``

`` Probably telling her just to catch up with the Snitch so they can end the wretchedness, '' John laughed.

`` King James better catch the stoolie soon, '' mat groaned, `` I do n't imagine I can film much more of this. '' He was huddled on his buttocks, holding his tum in pain.

`` Sure you do n't desire to go in ? '' Albus asked.

`` I dunno, '' Matt moaned, `` Maybe. ``

`` Looks like potter 's seen the Snitch ! '' Lord Todd shouted. James had started speeding towards the Gryffindor goal posts, with Dabney following closely behind. `` The Slytherin beaters seem to be trying to hit thrower 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 ! thrower caught the sneak ! ``

The crowd erupted into applause, Gryffindors storming the undercoat, lifting Jesse James up into the air. They started walking back to the castle. The Slytherin team was looking murderous and Flint was screaming at Dabney.

`` Let 's go, '' Rose said, looking at Matt.

`` Oh, good, '' Matt moaned as he slowly stood up.

`` You want to go to the Hospital extension ? '' Albus asked.

`` No, I do n't think so, '' Matt said, leaning on John for support.

The five supporter slowly made their way up to the castle. By the time they got there, everyone else had already made it back. It took them a while to climb the stairs to Gryffindor Tower, but eventually, they made it.

When they entered the common way, a party was already in full phase of the moon swing. Matt made a beeline for the residence hall and did n't look back.

`` Albus ! '' Epistle of James came running up to him, butterbeer in hand, `` We did it ! round Slytherin ! They are pathetic. And here I was, thinking they actually had a good team. No way they 're in the running game for the Cup now. Blimey, losing 10 to 300 ... ''

`` You did keen ! '' Albus grinned at him, `` Dad would be very majestic. ``

`` 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, things have n't changed a bit. The parties after we beat Slytherin were always best. Anyway, felicitation, James ! ``

`` Thanks ! ``

`` We 're not being too brassy, are we, Professor Potter ? '' Samantha Meyers had come over to see what was going on.

`` No, 'course not ! '' Harry grinned, `` Ca n't carry you to be quiet after that win. Just placidity down by midnight. ``

`` Sure, no trouble ! It was amazing, was n't it ? '' Samantha said excitedly.

`` Oh, it was smart as a whip, '' 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 River laughed.

`` rightfulness, '' 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 groovy. ``

******

The party in the Gryffindor park room lasted well into the evening. nigh of the Gryffindors did not even go down for dinner. Albus 's cousins had managed to bring a honorable bit of nutrient up to the unwashed room, so there was really no need to go to the Great anteroom. Harry left shortly before dinner, though, so he could unite the rest of the stave for the meal.

`` Honestly, I 'll never get any body of work done with this stochasticity, '' rosiness sighed. She, Albus, bathroom, and Amanda were sitting around one of the tables in the common way eating Henry Sweet. Rose was the alone one trying to get any work done.

`` Why bother ? You 've still got tomorrow, '' John commented, `` Hey, I got your dad, Albus. '' John held up a Chocolate toad card.

`` I do n't see why everybody 's got to party so late into the even, '' pink wine said, `` It was n't that spectacular a win. Slytherin was dreadful. ``

`` That 's the full point, '' Gospel According to John told her, `` Slytherin 's usually got a pretty good team. It 's the principle of the thing. Gryffindor and Slytherin are huge rivals, and when we beat them, it 's a reason to observe. Even if they 're folderol. ``

`` Whatever, '' pink wine put her digit in her ears and continued to read.

`` And their new Seeker 's horrible, '' Albus said, `` I bet she could n't see the sneaker if it was right in front of her facial expression. ``

`` Yeah, she 's no couple for James, '' King John agreed, `` I 've heard from some of the older students that he 's as skillful as Ted lupin was. ``

`` wellspring, he should be, '' Albus laughed, `` teddy bear '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 profligate, too, '' Amanda chimed in, `` I mean, Albus, your dad was the best seeker Gryffindor 's ever seen. And your Uncle Charlie was a nifty seeker, too. Plus, your mum played for the Holyhead Harpies. ``

`` Yup, '' Albus grinned, `` Quidditch is a high priority in my crime syndicate. ``

`` surmise Rose just did n't get any of those Quidditch genes, '' John poked pink wine and she jumped.

`` Shut it, lav, '' blush wine told him, `` Where 's flatness ? ``

`` Still sleeping, '' Albus said, glancing at the door to the dormitories, `` Been there ever since the end of the lucifer. ``

`` wellspring, why do n't you go check on him ? '' rose suggested.

`` All right, '' Albus got up from his chairperson and walked to the dormitory. When he got there, he saw that Matt was sound asleep in his bed.

`` flatness ! '' Albus whispered, `` Hey, Matt ! Get up ! '' Albus lifted Matt 's arm up and it fell limply back onto the mattress when he let go. `` Wake up ! '' Albus shouted a little louder.

`` Huh ? Wha'? '' Matt groggily lifted his capitulum and grimaced.

`` You all right ? '' Albus asked with a look of concern on his face.

`` Ugh, '' lusterlessness 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 infirmary Wing. ``

`` Well, I 'll require you, '' Albus grabbed lustrelessness 's arm so he would n't fall.

`` No, I 'll be fine, '' mat said.

`` No, I 'm taking you, '' Albus insisted. matt did not protest any promote and leaned on Albus for support. They made their way down into the common room, where the company was still in full lilt. Albus led lusterlessness straight out of portraiture hole and into the corridor towards the Hospital Wing.

`` C'mon, we 're almost there, '' Albus said as they walked down a flight of stairs.

`` I think I 'm going to be nauseated, '' Matt groaned and clutched his stomach.

`` It 's ok, we 'll be there soon, '' Albus winced under flatness 's weight. flatness was leaning on Albus more and more by the minute, `` madam Pomfrey will fix it. ``

`` No she wo n't. She ca n't, '' mat 's voice wavered as he talked.

`` Here we are, '' Albus opened the door to the Hospital annex and led mat inside. Madam Pomfrey was waiting and rushed over to Albus and Matt.

`` It 's ok, affectionately, come on, '' she pulled Matt away from Albus and let him lean on her, `` I 'll lead it from here, Albus. You 'd best go back to your common room. ``

Albus turned to leave, but not before seeing Madam Pomfrey soothing matt, who had started to cry. Albus shut the door, wishing he could do something to help. mat seemed to be doing worse this calendar month than he had the past months. He had n't seemed any dissimilar during the past tense few Day, but maybe he was just good at hiding his emotions. Albus had forgotten to focus on figuring out what Matt was feeling in the days leading up to the full moon due to being preoccupied with homework and Occlumency moral. Why did this month seem worse ? What was going on ?

Albus pondered these thoughts as he walked slowly back to the green room. How could he convince Matt that it would be safe to tell Albus his secret ? Would he ever tell ? And more importantly, was there anything anyone could do to aid ?

`` Something troubling you, Potty ? '' a cold articulation said. Albus looked up and saw Quinton Willinson, flanked by two early Slytherns, standing at the top of the steps that Albus was climbing. `` Fancy a stroll by yourself ? ``

`` Go away, Willinson, '' Albus growled as he reached the top of the stairs.

`` It 's a free castle. Not curfew yet. I 'm liberal to wander the corridors just as you are, Potty, '' Willinson sneered at Albus.

`` Just leave me alone, '' Albus tried to walk past him, but the former two Slytherins blocked his path.

`` No, do n't guess 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 wand and pointed it at Willinson.

`` I just do, '' Willinson snapped his fingers and his buddy pulled out their wands and pointed them at Albus, `` And now you 'll pay. ``

`` Expelliarmus ! '' Albus shouted, and Willinson 's wand flew out of his mitt and landed on the floor. A Split second later, two jets of calorie-free came from the other two Slytherins 's baton and hit Albus in the chest of drawers. Before he knew what was happening, he stumbled backwards and fell down the step. He blacked out halfway down, and the last thing he saw was Willinson and his two friends running in the contrary direction.

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A/N : Sorry for the cliffie ! wellspring, not really, I do like putting them in. Originally, this chapter did not have a cliffie, but it was quite unawares so I stuck about half the adjacent chapter at the end of this one. So now it 's a bit longer than usual.

Thanks as common to my sister and now prescribed beta, Dancer Of Starlight. Thanks as well to my blood brother and my other sister. Please read and review !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry potter

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`` You have no theme who did it, then ? '' Albus heard his dad ask.

`` No, when Neville found him, there was no sign that anybody else had been there, '' Madam Pomfrey whispered.

`` fountainhead, 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 middle and looked around. He was in the infirmary Wing. Judging by the darkness outside, it must have been the heart of the night. He had no approximation how many hours had passed, but he guessed it must have been quite a few. Albus tried to sit up, but was immediately hit by a searing painfulness in his psyche and had to lay back down.

Harry rushed over upon seeing that he was awake, `` Albus ! What on earth 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 bone ! '' Madam Pomfrey pulled Harry away.

`` Neville found you a pair hour ago. You were laying unconscious at the bottom of one of the staircase. It was obvious you 'd fallen down, but it looked like someone had stunned you as well. You 've got a cracked skull, a few transgress ribs, and a broken 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 bonk, '' Albus told him.

`` What year are they in ? ''

`` Willinson 's a 7th twelvemonth, I dunno about the others, '' Albus answered.

Harry slammed his hand onto the bedside table and stood up, `` Seventh year ? ! Bloody Hell ! What in the public figure of Merlin 's saggy left- ''

`` Harry, calm down ! '' Madam Pomfrey rushed over to clean up the piss jug that had fallen off the table.

`` Sorry, '' Harry resumed his seat, `` But honestly, what seventh year crew up on a first year ? ``

`` Victoire and Amy Eckerton warned me. They said he picks a first year every year to curse. And they told me not to go anywhere alone, because he never picks a fight unless you 're alone. Apparently he 's not a very secure dueler. But I totally forgot about that when I took matt here, '' Albus looked around at the empty beds around him, `` By the way, where is he ? ``

`` Nothing to interest about now, '' lady Pomfrey said shortly.

`` Well, Willinson will be getting detention, and piles 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 forgotten about that. Right after I disarmed him, the early two stunned me and I fell down the stairs. ``

Harry grinned, `` Brilliant. You 're great at disarming. And if the other two were n't there, you 'd have been fine. But, it 's gruelling to disarm three wizards at once. ``

`` It 's getting late, I think you 'd meliorate give Albus a opportunity to kip, Harry, '' lady Pomfrey came over holding a goblet of potion.

`` All right wing, '' Harry stood up and gave Albus a gentle hug, `` I 'll be back in the dawn. G'night, Al, I love you. ``

`` Love you, too, '' Albus awkwardly hugged his dad back, `` Good night. ``

`` I 've got a potion to serve you slumber, '' Madam Pomfrey handed him the potion, `` toast up. ``

Albus took the goblet and downed it in one gulp.

`` Knew it was only a thing of time before you showed up here, '' Madam Pomfrey muttered, `` ceramicist seem to be unable to keep open themselves out of this place ... ''

*****

`` What happened, Poppy ? '' Albus heard someone ask.

`` Bad transformation, really bad, '' Madam Pomfrey replied grimly.

`` What can you do ? '' the vocalisation asked, Albus recognized it now as Neville.

`` I 'm really not sure, '' Madam Pomfrey sighed, `` I 'll administer the common potions and heal the castanets, but other than that ... I 've got to adjoin St. Mungo 's. ``

`` I 'll do it, '' Neville announced, `` Is Albus ok ? ``

`` He 'll be fine, '' Madam Pomfrey assured him, `` I 'll keep him here until tomorrow morning. ``

Albus heard Neville leave and ma'am Pomfrey tug the drapery shut around one of the beds. She moved quickly around the elbow room whispering to herself and loudly grabbing bottles 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 Matt was. And Albus had been right. He was a lycanthrope. Any doubt that Albus had was gone. He felt be sick with dread at the thought of Matt going through that transmutation every month. Stuck with a bane that prevented him from living a formula aliveness. Albus knew what life was like for a loup-garou. He heard about Teddy 's dad 's life story. After Hogwarts, what would Matt do ? Would he be capable to get a job ?

`` Are you awake ? '' ma'am Pomfrey came bustling over with a breakfast tray, `` secure, 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 curtains. She spent much of the next hr bustling back and Forth between Matt 's bed and her study, where Albus could see her consulting books and mixing potions. Albus watched her and point out she looked much more worried than common. What was going on ?

Neville returned about an hr later, followed by a tall, balding man in lime green robes. Albus recognized them as therapist robes. Madam Pomfrey came out from behind the drapery when she heard the door open and walked quickly over to the two men.

`` I 'd better go find Amy, Poppy, '' Neville announced.

`` Yes, I suppose you should, '' Madam Pomfrey answered, `` Poor beloved will be worried unhinged when she sees him. ``

`` I know, '' Neville sighed and left the room.

Madam Pomfrey turned to the other man, `` Oh, well, they 've sent you, Healer Sterling, '' she welcomed the healer with a sigh of relief, `` I was afraid they 'd place one of the trainee healer. ``

`` No, no, I insisted on amount, '' therapist Sterling assured her, `` I 'm the one in bursting charge of the study- ''

lady Pomfrey cut him off and gestured to Albus 's bed, `` Shush ! We 'll discourse it shortly. Albus, why do n't you end your breakfast ? ``

`` I 'm not athirst, '' Albus mumbled.

Madam Pomfrey 's face softened, `` Albus, flatness 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 spot, '' Madam Pomfrey said as she and therapist Sterling walked towards matt 's bed, `` Now, it 's best for you to get some rest. ''

Madam Pomfrey drew her wand, muttered a charm, and she and the two men disappeared behind the drapery. Albus knew she had casted the Muffliato charm on him. He had witnessed his parents using that trance before. He sighed and picked at his egg, but he really could n't eat anything. He knew that lady Pomfrey really was not sure whether flatness would be ok. Albus sat pondering about what could be wrong, when a loud bang jolted him out of his thoughts.

Albus turned around in his bed and noticed that the battering was coming from the door. Madam Pomfrey ran out from behind the mantle and headed towards the door. `` Who 's there ? '' she shouted.

`` rosiness Weasley, '' Albus heard his cousin 's voice, `` Why are the doors locked ? Ca n't we come in and see Albus ? ``

`` I 'd rather you did n't. I 've got another student in here who needs pipe down, '' Madam Pomfrey said through the close down door.

`` Is it lustrelessness ? '' rose wine asked, `` Because he 's still not back yet. ``

Madam Pomfrey sighed, `` Yes. ``

`` We 'll be quiet, '' Rose answered, `` I promise. ``

`` Oh, all right wing, '' Madam Pomfrey opened the threshold, `` But only for a little while. ``

rosebush walked through the door, followed by toilet, Amanda, and James I. `` Oh, Albus, are you all right ? '' she whispered as they neared Albus 's bed.

`` I 'll be hunky-dory, '' Albus told them.

`` What on solid ground happened ? Never saw you after you took lustrelessness here last Nox, '' privy asked. He, James, Amanda, and Rose sat down on the bed next to Albus's.

`` Met up with Willinson, '' Albus groaned, `` Him and two early Slytherins. ``

`` He 's hassle, I tell ya, '' James shook his capitulum, `` ride me mad until Victoire talked to him live on year. ``

`` Yeah, well, he does n't seem to be listening to Victoire this twelvemonth, does he ? '' Albus responded, `` Anyway, I disarmed him, but his two friends stunned me at the same time and I fell down the stairs. Got knocked out halfway down and woke up here. ``

`` Whoa, are you ok ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I 'm ticket. Got a few broken bone, but they 're healed now. My head teacher still hurts, though, '' Albus rubbed his forehead.

`` We were so worried when you were still gone this good morning, '' Rose told him, `` operate straight to Uncle Harry 's cogitation and he told us you were here. By the way, he said he 'd be visiting later this first light. ``

`` Dad was here lastly night, too, '' Albus said, `` He 's really angry about it. He 's going to present Willinson loads of hold. ``

Saint John grinned, `` Excellent. He 'll finally be getting what he deserves. ``

`` Well, I 've got to get going. Quidditch practice, '' James announced as he got up from the bed.

`` But you just had a peer yesterday, '' Rose shook her head.

`` Energy Department n't weigh. Sunday 's one of our usual practice twenty-four hour period, '' St. James the Apostle reminded her. `` Glad you 're just, Albus. '' James waved and left the room. As he left, Neville, Victoire, and Amy came rushing through. Amy ran straight to flatness 's bed with tears 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 sick finale 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 careful from now on. ``

`` I will, '' Albus assured her. Sometimes, it felt like his older first cousin were just surplus parents.

`` wellspring, Uncle Harry 's wild, so I do n't mean 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 take number overseeing his custody and let 's just say he 's not going to have much liberal clip in the amount calendar week. ``

`` good, '' Albus responded.

`` I 'd better be off, '' Victoire said, `` I 'm due to tutor Mark in metamorphosis in a few minutes. I was just with Amy, she started getting hysterical when Neville came and found her in the common way. But she would n't tell me what 's going on. I do n't conjecture you know ? ``

`` Nope, '' Albus said.

`` Well, I 'll see you later, '' Victoire started to head up towards the door, `` Whatever it is, I hope Matt 's ok. ''

`` Ok, now that she 's gone, I 've got to say you about Matt, '' Albus whispered, `` Come finisher, I do n't want Madam Pomfrey to hear. ``

Rose, John, and Amanda climbed onto Albus 's bed. `` What about him ? '' John asked.

`` He 's a werewolf, '' Albus muttered.

`` What ? '' john exclaimed a bit too loudly, `` How do you sleep together for sure ? ``

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered, `` He was n't here last Night when I woke up. And this morning, professor Longbottom and ma'am Pomfrey brought him here, but he was unconscious mind. ``

`` I knew it, '' rosiness whispered.

`` Anyway, Madam Pomfrey said he 'd had a really bad transformation, '' Albus told them, `` He 's still unconscious. And there 's a healer from St. Mungo 's here. They 're all behind the curtains on Matt 's bed. They wo n't tell me anything. They casted Muffliato, so I ca n't discover anything. ``

`` Figures, '' Rose groaned, `` Adults never let us have it away anything. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` But what are we going to do about lusterlessness ? ``

`` well, we 've got to project out how to assure him we know, '' John answered.

`` I do n't have it away about that, '' Albus responded, `` There 's a reason he 's not telling us. I think we should let him evidence us. ``

`` How do we conceal that we know, Albus ? '' privy asked.

`` We just do, '' Albus said adamantly, `` Anyway, it 's got to be intemperately for mat to go on this secret than us hiding the fact that we know. He 's got to say us sooner or later. ``

`` I think Albus is correctly, King 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 acquaintance sat in muteness for a moment, succumbing to their own thoughts about mat 's lycanthropy.

Madam Pomfrey and Healer Sterling came rushing out behind the curtains, and once they did, the Muffliato magic spell broke.

`` I think I can treat him here, Poppy, '' Sterling said to lady Pomfrey, `` I do n't consider there 's any need to propel him to St. Mungo 's, unless he gets worse. ``

`` Oh, good, '' Madam Pomfrey sighed with respite, `` That must mean it 's not as bad as I thought. ``

`` No, it 's not quite that bad. It will take a while to do by, but he will reclaim perfectly fine, '' Sterling assured her, `` Right now I 've got to direct these notes back to St. Mungo 's and consult with some other Healers. I 'll also touch his parents. I should be back sometime in the afternoon. Just hold back administering the potions every hour until then. ``

`` I 'll see you later, then, '' ma'am Pomfrey bade him sayonara as he left the room.

`` I think it 's time for you three to leave, '' she announced, `` Mr. Potter needs his rest and he 's got to charter a few more potions. ``

`` See you, Albus, '' John the Divine got up and started towards the door.

`` Bye, '' Amanda followed behind John.

`` Glad you 're ok, '' pink wine got up, `` When do you get to leave ? ``

`` Tomorrow morning, '' Madam Pomfrey answered.

`` Can we see flatness ? '' rose wine asked.

`` Absolutely not, '' gentlewoman Pomfrey said sternly, `` He 's in no status for visitant. ``

`` Ok, ok, '' Rose responded, `` Bye, Albus. ``

`` Bye. ``

******

Throughout the respite of the day, therapist Sterling popped in and out of the Hospital wing, bringing with him diverse potions from St. Mungo 's. Shortly after dejeuner, Matt 's parents showed up and they stayed until the evening. Everyone kept using the Muffliato magic spell against Albus, so he was unable to listen in on any conversations. Eventually he gave up on trying to find out any information about mat 's condition and fell asleep. gentlewoman Pomfrey let Albus leave behind the hospital Wing early Monday morning, while breakfast was still going on in the Great hall. Albus was quite bored with the Hospital Wing and once Madam Pomfrey had deemed him well, he ran straight to the Great Hall. John the Evangelist, Amanda, and Rose were all sitting together, whispering.

`` Albus ! '' trick shouted once Albus had sat down next to him, `` All salutary then ? ``

`` Yeah, I 'm finely, '' Albus assured him, `` Bit hungry, though. '' Albus piled his plate with eggs and toast.

`` We were just talking about Matt, '' 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 bits of conversation that I have been able to hear are mostly about figuring out how to wake him up. ``

`` No probability of visiting him, then ? '' John wondered aloud.

`` Do n't suppose so, '' Albus told him, `` I mean, lady Pomfrey 's still keeping the door locked. You have to say who you are and what you want in parliamentary procedure to get in. The lone ones who 've been allowed to sojourn are his parents and Amy. ``

`` Oh, '' John sounded defeated, `` I hope she lets us in soon. ``

`` Scorpius Malfoy tried to get in, '' Albus lowered his voice, `` stopping point dark. ``

`` What the pit did he need ? '' trick growled, `` Slimy git. ``

`` Wanted to detect out what 's wrong with Matt, '' Albus answered, `` He 's way too prying. Anyway, he banged on the threshold and told Madam Pomfrey he had a scent bleed. But he 'd only taken a Nose Bleed Nougat, because once he got in, I saw him eat the former half and the roue stopped immediately. While Madam 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 curtains were up. Amy noticed him and she was looking murderous. 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. Said she was going to recount Slughorn about it. I hope he gets custody. ``

`` Wow, he does n't give up, does he ? '' John responded.

`` No, he does n't, '' Albus agreed, `` We 're gon na have to be measured about him. ``

`` Charles William Post is here, '' Amanda looked up and commented on the owls swooping into the room.

`` Albus, flavour, '' Rose pointed to a copy of the Daily vaticinator that had been delivered to the female child sitting across from them.

Albus glanced at the composition and immediately noticed what pink wine was showing him. The movement Sir Frederick Handley Page headline was 'Mysterious Deaths Mystify Ministry Aurors'with a rather expectant picture of Harry below it. Albus turned to rose wine, `` What 's that about ? ``

`` I do n't know, but I do n't like the strait of it, '' Rose answered. `` Can I borrow that ? '' she asked the girl.

The girl looked at them, and then the article, `` Sure, but I 'd like it back when you 're done. '' She gave them one last look and then turned to her friend and the two of them started whispering.

pink wine took the paper and put it in between her and Albus.

Mysterious Deaths Mystify Ministry Aurors

It started with the murder of Hogwart pappa instructor, Eric Torro, in the beginning of September. Supposedly, the Aurors looked into the death immediately, but there have been no steer. Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, the Chosen One, headland Auror, and Hogwarts dadaism instructor, has been leading the investigation. But are his teaching obligation getting in the way of his Auror tariff ? There have also been no confidential information in the death of Jasmine Lamski, which occurred a month ago. We asked if these Death are connected, but the Auror office staff responded with 'no scuttlebutt'. Do they cognize Sir Thomas More than they 're telling us ? It is these sort of murders that remind many of us of Jehovah Voldemort 's time of terror. Could there still be Dark Wizards among us ? Is the Auror Office doing enough to stop them ? And more importantly, should Harry Potter be teaching minor when his exploit are obviously needed in the Auror Office ? Despite this, Harry Potter assures the Wizarding World that things 'are under ascendency and there is no need to care .'People are being murdered and the murderer are not being caught. It might indeed be time to worry.

`` That 's trumpery ! '' Albus shouted when he finished the article.

`` What ? '' John asked, trying to take upside down.

`` Read this, '' Albus grumbled as he handed whoremaster and Amanda the paper. `` Who wrote it ? '' he asked Rose.

`` Rita Skeeter, '' Rose told him.

`` flesh ! '' Albus shouted, `` She 's always twisting the trueness. ``

`` Does n't look like the teachers are too happy about it, '' rose wine pointed to the faculty table, where all the teachers were whispering amongst themselves. near of them wore looks of headache and ire. The but one who was n't whispering was Washburn, who was glaring at the students, just like he usually did. Harry was noticeably absent from the table.

`` Blimey, '' John let out a low whistle, `` That 's the way to scare everybody. ``

`` There are n't really still darkness Wizards are there ? '' Amanda asked quietly, she was pale as a ghost.

`` 'Course there are, '' Albus told her, `` There 's always evil in the creation. But it 's not like Voldemort 's coming back or anything. If my dad says there 's nix to worry about, then there is n't. ``

`` Ok, but it 's still chilling, '' 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 Sojourner Truth. ``

`` But what about those aspiration and Legilimency ? '' rose asked, `` Even your dad admits there 's something going on with that ? ``

`` I know, but he 's taking precaution of it, '' Albus assured her, `` I mean certainly, it 's scarey, but I do n't think it required an article that strikes worry and fear into everyone. No one besides you lot and my menage jazz anything about those aspiration. So to them, it 's just like someone just started randomly killing a few people. ``

`` That 's true, '' whoremonger agreed, `` Where 's your dad ? ``

`` I dunno, '' Albus told him, `` I saw him last night in the hospital Wing. He 's probably at the Ministry, trying to shine everything over with this article. If hoi polloi start complaining that the Aurors are n't doing enough, then he could suffer his job here. ``

`` Bloody hell, '' John exclaimed, `` That would n't be decent. I 'm for certain the Aurors are doing a unspoilt job. ``

`` quiesce ! '' Professor Kendrick had stood up. The room fell unsounded as he did so. `` Thank you. Now, I 'm sure most of you have read today 's front Page article in the prophet. I want to promise you all that we are perfectly safe and there is no need to occupy. Certain journalist often have the use of stretching the Truth in order to scare people, and that is what is going on here. The Aurors are doing everything in their business leader to catch whoever murdered Professor Torro and Jasmine Lamski. I also need to inform you that DADA lessons will not subscribe to topographic point today, because Professor ceramist is spending the day at the Auror Office and the Ministry, trying to chill out everyone down. If you have DADA today, please use the time to study for your coming test. That is all. '' Professor Kendrick sat back down and resumed his conversation with Neville.

Once Kendrick had finished his speech, whispering resumed amongst the scholarly person. Anyone who had not seen the article before, was now scrambling to find a transcript of the Prophet.

`` Well, what 're we going to do with our free geological period, then ? '' John the Evangelist asked. The Gryffindor first years had pappa first that day.

`` I 've got preparation to finish, '' Amanda groaned, `` Essay for Herbology. ``

`` Ugh, do n't cue me, '' John groaned as well, `` I have n't finished it either. ``

`` Well, then you do postulate 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 reasonably tranquillity with everyone off in category. ``

`` Fine, '' whoremaster reluctantly agreed. He stood up and headed off with Amanda to finish the essay.

`` That could n't induce worked out better, '' rosiness whispered to Albus, `` Now we can go to the depository library and resume our research. ``

`` Good thinking, '' Albus told her, `` I 've finished that former Christian Bible. Returned it a few daylight ago. I 'd better get another. ``

`` I 've looked through three, but there 's warhead 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 obtain that the program library was rather vacuous. There were a few older students who had a free period, but all of them seemed too meddling studying to notice the two foremost old age. They headed straight to the Scripture ledge that held the al-Qur'an they had previously looked at.

`` Are we really going to consume to seem through all of these ? '' Albus wondered aloud.

`` Hopefully not, '' Rose said as she pulled out a rather with child 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 opened her book and glanced quickly at the table of contents, `` examination will be in a few months, so we 're going to take in to start studying to a greater extent, which means less prison term for this. ``

`` Yeah, maybe we 'll get lucky today, '' Albus hoped, `` Want to go ascertain a mesa ? '' He had picked out two Bible to bet at.

`` Sure, '' rose wine followed Albus into a sequestered part of the library, away from Madam Pince and the other bookman. They read silently for fifteen minutes.

`` fountainhead, this record 's absolute rubbish, '' Albus closed his foremost Christian Bible, `` Says Dad and Voldemort dueled for half a day before Voldemort finally died. ``

Rose broke out laughing, `` Really ? ! Wow, amazing that got published. ``

Albus set aside that Good Book and opened the other one, `` This looks a bit better. ``

`` Well, feeling who it is ? '' someone said from behind rosebush.

Albus glanced up. `` And what do you desire, Malfoy ? ``

`` Just seeing what you 're up to on your free prison term, '' Malfoy smiled smugly, `` I 'm assuming you read the article. ``

`` Yeah, I did, '' Albus said coldly, `` But it 's not truthful. Just someone trying to stir up trouble. ``

`` Never can assure, though, can you ? '' Malfoy sat down at their table, `` The Ministry 's often hushing things up. ``

`` What do you do it about that ? '' blush wine asked.

`` zip, nothing, just material I 've overheard my father saying, '' Malfoy looked over at the book rose wine was reading.

`` A account of Lord Voldemort, '' Malfoy read the title, `` Interesting statute title. Why are you reading it ? ``

`` Just a bit of screen background reading, never can see too very much. ``

`` Hmm, '' Malfoy looked at Albus, `` So, I hear you got into a bit of a affaire d'honneur the former day. ``

Albus turned red, `` Uh, yeah. ``

Malfoy smirked, `` Ca n't really take on three seventh years. ``

`` He disarmed Willinson, '' blush wine said angrily, `` And is it really your business ? ``

`` No, not really, but I still want to fuck. ``

`` I could 've taken on Willinson, '' Albus added, `` He 's horrible at dueling. But his two mates got me. ``

`` That 's dependable, Willinson 's dueling skills leave a lot to be desired, '' Malfoy agreed, `` But he 's smartness enough not to duel without others on his position. ``

`` Good for him, '' Albus mumbled.

`` Well, we 'd better be off to appeal, '' blush wine slammed her Christian Bible shut and got up.

`` Yeah, bye, '' Albus muttered and followed rose wine. They checked out their books, which got them more wonder glare from Madam Pince, and headed off to Charms.

Charms was surprisingly uneventful. professor Washburn did investigate where lustrelessness was, but he seemed satisfied with 'in the infirmary backstage'as an answer. stunt man Herbology went as usual, although Neville seemed form of tense and distracted during the class. Albus had assumed this was because of Rita Skeeter 's article. Both trick and Amanda had managed to finish their essays, although John 's was n't long enough.

`` We should see if we can jaw Matt tomorrow evening, '' Rose announced at dinner.

`` Definitely, '' John agreed, `` If Madam Pomfrey lets us. ``

`` I ca n't, '' Albus said, `` I 've got Occlumency tomorrow. ``

`` Oh, that 's right ! '' Rose responded, `` I 'd completely forgotten. I 'll just bound off that deterrent example, then. ``

Albus laughed, `` Well, you do n't even have to do it anyway. ``

`` I know, but it 's really interesting stuff. ``

`` I hope Matt 's ok, '' Albus said in a worried quality, `` gentlewoman Pomfrey seemed so care. ``

`` I wonder how long he 'll be stuck in there, '' Saint John the Apostle asked.

`` I dunno, '' Albus answered, `` I just hope he 's conscious now. ``

`` We should probably work his homework, '' rose wine suggested.

`` That 'll hearten him up, '' John said sarcastically.

`` He needs to do it if he 's going to keep up with classes ! ''

`` True, '' John agreed, `` Speaking of homework, has anyone finished that essay for Slughorn that 's due tomorrow ? ``

`` I did, '' Rose said, `` But let me gauge, you have n't ? ``

`` Nope, '' lav grinned, `` Want to lend me your notes ? ``

`` Not really, '' blush wine shook her head.

`` I finished it, '' Amanda added, she had been rather tranquillize throughout the unscathed conversation. Albus could tell that the musical theme of matte being a wolfman freaked her out a petty bit. He could empathize, considering up until a few months ago, she had n't even known werewolves were really. But he did trust Amanda would n't start treating flatness differently.

`` Good, I 'll use your notation ! ''

`` I 'm not quite finished with it either, '' Albus informed them, `` I 've just got to write three more inch, then it 'll be done. ``

The four friends finished up their pudding and headed back to the vernacular room. John the Evangelist worked on his essay with Amanda 's help, while Albus finished his. Rose did other homework, and eventually she decided to help John as well.
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A/N : foresightful chapter yet, I think ! I did n't want to split it up because then it would have been two really short chapters. And I know when I read stories, I prefer longer chapters.

Thanks as usual to my sister and genus Beta Dancer of Starlight, and my comrade and other sister. Thanks as well to inkheart for the reviews.

I 'd also like to plowshare that it was about a year ago that I started writing this. So, happy birthday to the report ! I finished it about six months ago.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry ceramicist, or any of his many relatives.

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Shortly before seven the future evening, James and Albus headed to Occlumency, while John, rose, and Amanda went to the hospital Wing. As it turned out, the teachers told Rose that they had already sent Matt 's homework to the hospital annex and there was no need for her to collect it.

`` People talking about that clause in your classes ? '' Albus asked his brother on the way to the transfiguration classroom.

`` Yeah, '' James responded, `` They always stop right field when the teacher comes in, though. ``

`` Everyone in my classes have been whispering about it. They try to talk quietly so I ca n't learn them, but I can, '' Albus informed him.

`` That 's what it 's like for me, too, '' King James I said, `` But you know Peyton Haines, the Slytherin Chaser ? Well, he keeps loudly discussing how the Auror Department ineffectual to do anything and everyone 's in severe danger. Always within earreach of me, too. ``

`` Git, '' Albus growled.

`` I heard he scared the infernal region 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 hold mattered if he was in the way, '' Albus muttered, `` Slytherins can do no wrong in his heart. ``

James opened the doorway to the August 6 room and walked inside, Albus followed. Hermione was already there.

`` Hi, boys ! '' she smiled and gave them each a hug.

`` Hi, aunty Hermione, '' Albus and James greeted her.

`` When 's Dad coming back ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yeah, good question, '' James chimed in, `` And what 's with that clause ? ``

Hermione 's grinning faded and she gestured for the male child to sit down. `` He 'll be back later tonight, so do n't worry about that. And as for the article ... Well, you both know that well-nigh everything Rita Skeeter writes is trash. ``

James and Albus nodded.

`` That article was written for the sole purpose of scaring people. All the it did was elicit interrogative sentence. The clause itself was just a load of dubiousness. The murders do prompt people of Voldemort 's reign, so it was quite easy to just write this article and institutionalize multitude into a panic. The fact that the Aurors have no star in either execution just fueled the attack. But I can ascertain you that whatever is going on, your father 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 path something 's going on. There have been two mysterious murders, and somebody is trying to see your thoughts, '' Hermione explained, `` But it is cipher the Ministry ca n't handle. ``

`` So, do you fuck what 's going on ? '' James River asked.

`` Your dad has a few glimmering 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. Open your al-Qur'an to foliate 50. ``

Albus and James opened their books and Hermione lectured them for a half hour. Albus found this part of the object lesson extremely ho-hum, but every lesson started this way. Albus did n't expect any dissimilar from his auntie Hermione, who was always trying to get him to read a lot of books. Eventually, the dress down portion of the lesson was over and the pragmatic part began.

Albus had been getting better at Occlumency. He had yet to prevent Hermione from entering his thinker, but usually managed to force her out after a few minutes.

`` Albus, you first. ``

Albus got up from his chair and stood in front end of his aunt. `` Remember to shut your mind. Legilimens ! '' she shouted.

Albus stood there, being flooded with his own retention, for a few minutes. He saw James levitating Albus 's spyglass of pumpkin juice at last summer 's family reunion, the fourth dimension he got lost in a Muggle foodstuff storehouse when he was five, and the number one prison term he ever rode a broom. Albus concentrated hard on blocking out all idea, and he was able to push Hermione out of his mind.

`` Good job, Al ! '' Hermione congratulated him, `` It took you less time than close lesson. ``

Albus tried two More times, both multiplication producing the same solvent as the beginning, and then he sat down to watch James.

St. James the Apostle had been having a much more difficult time than Albus. He had only been successful once, and it had taken him nearly ten moment. This time proved to be no different, and after XV minutes, James IV had not been able to force Hermione out of his idea. The last try, he had even wound up laying on the floor. Hermione had thought that was enough, and James and Albus went back to the park room.

`` How 'd it go ? '' Rose asked, when Albus sat down next to her. Rose, John, and Amanda were all sitting at one of the tables, doing homework.

`` Pretty estimable, '' Albus answered, `` It 's taking me less time to get your mum out of my brain. But James ca n't get her out at all. ``

`` He 'll get there eventually, '' rose responded.

`` Did you get to see matte ? '' Albus asked as he pulled out his Potions homework.

`` No, '' John said sadly, `` He 's still unconscious mind. And ma'am Pomfrey still has the room access locked. She 's got a really short irritability, too. ``

`` Yeah, Scorpius Malfoy was skulking around ! '' Rose exclaimed, `` We went up there and he was trying to listen in through the door. ``

`` Little git, '' Albus muttered, `` So what happened ? ``

`` We told him to go away, but he would n't, '' King John explained, `` He whipped out his wand and tried to hex Amanda, but missed her. lady Pomfrey came out when she heard the hoo-ha and told him to get back to his park room or she 'd get Slughorn. Then she told us Matt was still unconscious and we would n't be able to see him. ``

`` Malfoy 's really got to stop investigating this, '' Albus responded, `` He ca n't find out. He 's got to heed his own business. ``

`` We ca n't let anyone ascertain out, '' blush wine agreed.

`` But he 's still not up ? '' Albus sighed, `` Whatever is going on, it sounds really bad. ``

`` I know, '' Rose shook her head.

`` fountainhead, his birthday is succeeding calendar week, '' John reminded them.

`` Oh, yeah, on the sixth, Wednesday, '' Albus remembered.

`` I think we should do something for it, '' can stated, `` Even if he 's still in the Hospital extension. ``

`` I bet he will be, '' Rose said, `` But we can still do something if we 're allowed in. ``

`` Let 's design it, then, '' John the Divine announced, `` Our number 1 Hogwarts birthday party. Because you guys did n't do anything for mine, '' he added.

`` Your birthday was over the holiday ! '' rose wine lightly smacked him with her DADA book.

`` I know, '' Saint John the Apostle grinned, `` Anyway, we could institute some food into the Hospital Wing and have the party there. ``

`` Great idea ! '' Albus grinned.

`` But none of us know where the kitchens are, '' Amanda reminded them.

`` No problem, '' Albus glanced around the uncouth way, `` Oi ! Bradley, mark ! '' he waved his two cousins over.

`` Whatcha need, Albus ? '' Bradley asked as he sat down in an evacuate chair at the table.

`` We 're going to have a little birthday 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 Saturday, could you get us some poppycock ? ``

`` Sure, no problem, '' scrape said, `` Butterbeers and some hooey from Honeyduke 's strait skillful ? ``

`` Yeah, that 'd be great. ``

`` What should we get him for a represent ? '' Rose asked.

`` Hmm, I dunno ... '' John stopped to think, `` Stuff from Weasley 's is always adept. ``

`` How about a Chudley Cannons jersey ? '' Albus suggested.

`` strait thoroughly ! '' John agreed. Rose and Amanda nodded their heads.

`` Anywhere in Hogsmeade that you could get one of those ? '' Albus asked his cousins.

`` The Quaffle Shop should deliver it. I 've only been there once. It just opened up this past summertime, '' Omar Nelson Bradley told them, `` I can get you one. ``

`` Thanks ! '' Albus grinned.

`` But you 'll feature to give us money for everything, '' Mark told them.

Albus, John, Rose, and Amanda each forked over a mates reaping hook and handed them to Mark.

`` Ok, we 'll get the stuff and give it to you when we get back, '' Bradley said, and he and Mark rejoined their ally on the other side of meat of the vernacular room.

`` It 's really stinking portion that he 's going to be in the infirmary annex on his natal day, '' 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 capable to convince ma'am Pomfrey. She 's got some temper, '' john laughed.

`` Just as long as we do n't ask her too many questions, '' blush wine said, `` Amy obviously does n't want anyone knowing about lusterlessness 's, er, problem. ``

`` We wo n't, '' Albus told her, `` Hopefully dame 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 late. I 'm going to bed, '' she started packing up her books, `` Did you all finish your prep ? ``

`` Yep, '' they all answered.

`` trade good night, then, '' Rose got up and walked over to the fille 's dormitories.

`` I guess I 'll go to bed, too, '' Albus put his books away and got up.

`` Me, too, '' trick and Amanda put their hooey 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 mat 's birthday company. He hoped that mat would be up for it, and that Madam Pomfrey would let them in. Hopefully, they would be able to accept the party and that it would urge him up. He also wondered how much farseeing Matt would be able to keep open his secret from his friends. Albus only hoped that someday, he would intrust them enough to tell them. He got into bed and his mentation drifted to Scorpius Malfoy and how suspicious he was about Matt. Would they be able-bodied to keep open him from finding out ? And what would materialise if he did find out one day ? The thought of Scorpius finding out apprehensive Albus right until he fell asleep.

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`` His nonsuch will be realized, '' a low temperature voice surrounded Albus.

`` Whose saint ? '' Albus asked.

`` The one you fear the most, '' the voice answered. It was coming from a cloaked shape that was circling Albus. They were in a dark, little room. Albus was sitting in a toilsome chairman in the middle.

`` Voldemort ? '' Albus responded nervously, `` But he 's dead. ``

`` It does n't matter ! '' the voice screamed, `` There are others to carry out his programme ! ``

`` They 're all in Azkaban. '' Albus tried to piddle out who the disguised number was, but it was too blue.

`` Not all of them. There are some who roam free, '' the figure 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 figure pulled out his baton and pointed it at Albus. He muttered a spell and Albus 's hired man and substructure became bound by wizardly rope. `` Now, maybe you can enjoin me where the Hallows are ? ``

Albus 's eyes widened and he stared at the man, `` What do you know about Hallows ? ``

`` Not nearly as a great deal as you do, '' the man answered, `` Now tell me where they are ! ``

`` I do n't know ! '' Albus shouted, feeling the roach compress his hands. He winced in pain.

`` I 'm sure you do ! ``

`` NO ! I do n't ! '' The ropes dug into his wrist joint even more as he felt the circulation to his hand being cut off.

`` Tell me ! '' The man forcefully shook Albus 's president. `` You do n't need to screw what I 'll do if you do n't ! ``

`` But I do n't even know what Hallows are ! '' Albus screamed in pain sensation, `` What are they ? ! ``

`` You know perfectly well what they are ! Now tell me where they are ! ``

`` NO ! ``

`` William Tell ! '' the man shook the electric chair so hard it fell over, taking Albus with it. He screamed as his pass hit the coldness, hard floor.
`` Albus ! '' an anxious vocalisation whispered, `` Wake up ! ``

`` No, no, no, I do n't bang what they are ... '' Albus moaned in his sleep.

`` It 's just a dream, wake up, '' a warm hand shook him gently, and Albus wrenched his eyes open. He saw john looking down at him with a scared face on his face. Bilius and Ethan were behind him, glancing around nervously.

Albus rubbed his eyes and noticed he was not on his bed anymore. He was laying on the trading floor, in a maze of blankets. He was sweating profusely and his spunk was beating fast.

`` Should I get Madam Pomfrey ? '' Bilius asked tentatively.

`` Maybe we should get professor thrower, '' St. John the Apostle responded.

`` Is he back yet ? '' Ethan questioned.

Albus started to detangle himself from the bedclothes. He knew what the aspiration had been. And he knew he needed to see his dad as soon as possible. `` I 'm fine, I 've just got to go 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 full. ``

Albus pulled on his robe and stepped into his shoes, `` I told you, I 'll be fine. '' He left the dorm room and went down to the forsake common elbow room. A glance at the clock told him it was just past tense four a.m. He was about to cash in one's chips through the portraiture fix, 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 portrayal that was awake. He spotted one in a picture of a herd of cattle, it was a short knight 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 a great deal trouble. I need you to go get someone for me. ``

The knight puffed out his bureau and turned his pony towards Albus, `` A quest ? ``

`` Er, well, I suppose you could debate it a quest. Who are you ? ``

`` I, am Sir Cadogan, at your religious service ! '' the knight saluted Albus and bowed his caput low.

`` Um, ok, and I 'm Albus ceramist. I was wondering if you could go get my dad. Harry ceramicist. ``

`` Harry Potter ! Quite the courteous young 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 finish me ! I will find your dad or I shall perish trying ! ''

`` Thanks, then, '' Albus responded, thinking that this was the unknown portrayal he 'd ever met. And that he 'd get to ask his dad about the 'quest'Sir Cadogan had helped him with. `` Just tell him to come to Gryffindor column, and that it 's very important. ``

`` I will do just that ! '' the strange horse replied, `` Off I go then ! Nothing shall stop me. Sir Cadogan lets nothing get in the way of his seeking. A quest to find the great Harry ceramist ! On with ye, then ! '' he shouted at his trot. Sir Cadogan traveled through a few portraiture in the common room, waking up the occupants and earning tight looks from them as he went. Eventually, the stochasticity died down and Sir Cadogan exited the room.

Albus looked around the common elbow room as he waited for his dad. It was very different in the dead of night. He was the lonesome occupier and had his choice of billet to sit. As a low gear class, Albus rarely got the proficient arm chairs near the fire. He walked over and sat down in one, but as the fire had died away hours ago, it was just as cold-blooded as the sleep of the room. Albus sighed as he stared into the empty-bellied fireplace. What had that dream meant ? Who was the hooded number and why did they think that Albus knew where the 'Hallows'were ? As Albus thought about this, he realized that as horrifying as the dream had been, it did hold him more information on the 'Hallows'. He now knew that they were aim. objective that somebody was trying to locate and probably steal. He would have to narrate rose when she got up. But what were the 'Hallows'? And why did this person want them ? It must consume something to do with Voldemort 's 'ideals', of course. Whoever was creating these dream in Albus 's mind must require to try to carry out Voldemort 's plans. The very sentiment of another Voldemort sent shivers up Albus 's vertebral column. He jumped as he heard a noise behind him. When he turned around, he noticed that Sir Cadogan was back in the pic of the moo-cow. Albus got up and walked over to it.

Sir Cadogan placed his blade into its holster and saluted Albus, `` I have had success with the pursuance ! The Great Harry Potter has been found and shall be entering the room shortly ! ``

Albus looked at the knight and grinned nervously, `` Thanks, Sir Cadogan. ``

`` Anytime ! Anytime ! '' the knight 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 ! ``

`` rightfulness, '' Albus responded.

`` Well, then, I 'll be off ! '' Sir Cadogan drew his sword again, `` But if you are ever in demand of knightly service again, be sure to call up on Sir Cadogan ! '' The strange knight and his pony sped out of the portrait, yet again waking the resident of the portraits he passed through, and left the room.

The portrait hole opened and a very tired looking Harry crawled through. He looked at his son and grinned, `` Ah, the amount of prison term I snuck back through here in the dead of dark ... ''

Albus ran towards his dad and hugged him tight. Harry hugged him back and led him over to the gravid 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 knight came in and told me you needed to talk to me. Would n't give me any details, just said it was urgent. I thought he was going to waken half the palace, the way he was shouting through the corridors, '' Harry laughed.

Albus looked at his dad and laughed nervously, `` He was the lonesome one awake. Seemed very bore to go on a quest. And he said he 'd taken you on a seeking once. I 'd like to lie with all about that. ``

Harry grinned, thinking back to the clock time in his third base year when Sir Cadogan had led him, Ron, and Hermione to the fortune telling classroom. `` Of course. How could I bury that ? I was in third year and your Uncle Ron, aunty Hermione, and I were trying to find the Divination room. 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 common room entrance after Sirius slashed the Fat gentlewoman 's portrait. Of course, everyone thought he was a mass murderer and when Sir Cadogan let him into the tower later on, his days as the precaution of the way were over. ``

Albus stared at him, `` Wow. well, he 's got to be the most insane portrait I 've ever met. ``

`` Me, too, Al, '' Harry agreed, `` Now, what was so urgent ? ``

`` I had another ambition, '' Albus whispered, `` Only this one was unlike. ``

Harry 's smiling faded away and was replaced by a more severe 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 coat of arms 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 dream does help confirm what I thought this was leading to. ``

`` And what would that be ? '' Albus asked, blinking back his tears.

`` I 'm lamentable, but I ca n't tell you. You will find out, though, once it 's all sorted out. ``

`` But what are Hallows ? ''

`` That 's another thing I ca n't tell apart you. I will tell you sometime down the route, though, '' Harry responded, `` Anyway, Hermione tells me your Occlumency deterrent example are going well. ``

`` Apparently not well enough, '' Albus groaned, `` After tonight 's nightmare. ``

`` It takes a while, Al, and it 's hard 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 amercement, '' Harry told him, `` Everything 's smoothed over. Rita Skeeter 's received a warning and so has the editor of the vaticinator. ``

`` Everyone here 's been pretty worried. Rita Skeeter succeeded in scaring everyone, '' Albus responded.

`` Yeah, but it 'll die down. Once the adjacent Quidditch match comes around it 'll all be forgotten, '' Harry grinned, `` zip like Quidditch to take your thinker off everything. ``

`` Definitely, '' Albus agreed, `` Next equal is in three weeks. Hufflepuff vs. Ravenclaw. I bet Ravenclaw will win. ``

`` You 're probably the right way. 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 hours 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 endure hug, `` I love you. ``

`` beloved you too, '' Albus watched as his dad left the common elbow room. He smiled as he walked up the broadsheet stairway to the dormitory. He felt a whole lot better after talking to his dad.

`` Albus, '' Saint John whispered from his four poster 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 minutes ago, '' John told him.

`` goodness. I had another one of those dreaming where someone 's using Legilimency on me. ``

`` I figured. Was it the same one ? ``

`` No, this one was unlike. My dad says it confirms some of his suspicions, which is n't really good. He 'll take care of it, though. ``

`` Good. So he 's back, then ? ``

`` Yup, everything 's exquisitely with the Ministry and the Prophet, now. wellspring, Rita Skeeter and the editor of the Prophet got into a bit of difficulty, '' Albus laughed.

`` That 's bully ! I 'm gladiola your dad 's back. Now things can get back to formula. Well, as convention as they ever are around here. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said softly, `` Well, good Night. ``

`` 'Night. ``

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Albus did n't get often sopor that night. Thoughts of his new nightmare kept him up the eternal sleep of the night. He gave up trying to sleep by 7am and got up. By the sentence John woke up, he was ready to go to breakfast. The two son met rose and Amanda at the Gryffindor table 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 placid. trick and Amanda did not detect this because they were in the middle of arguing about whether the Potions essay had to be a foot of parchment or just six inches. Albus suspected Amanda was powerful 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 if anyone was paying tending to them, luckily, no one was. `` Yeah, I had another Weird ambition shoemaker's last night. This one was unlike. ``

`` Really ? '' Rose stared at him with extensive center. `` What was it about ? ``

`` Ca n't state you here. I 'll tell you at tiffin. I 've got to tell James I, too. The common room should be empty when everyone 's at dejeuner, '' Albus whispered.

daybreak grade seemed to drag out on forever. Albus kept looking at the clock throughout both papa and appealingness, waiting for lunch. He really wanted Rose 's sentiment of the dream and could n't hold back to tell her about the Hallows aspect of it. Harry started pappa by telling the class that everything was straightened out with the Ministry and they had nada to vex about. Albus suspected he was going to separate every socio-economic class that. appeal was just as horrible as usual, and it ended with Washburn rescheduling the detention that Albus could n't attend early due to Occlumency. He would be doing blood at midday on Sat.

Once charm was over, Albus and Rose went to find oneself James. Rose had told Saint John the Apostle and Amanda that the Potions essay did have to be a groundwork, so John was spending his tiffin in the depository library trying to come up with another half base of essay. Amanda had gone along to assist him. Albus and rose wine found James in the Great Charles Francis Hall and after the three of them ate a speed lunch, they headed up to the unwashed way. It was, as suspected, deserted.

`` Ok, so what 's so authoritative that I had to practically skip lunch for ? '' James IV asked once they were in the room.

`` I had another funny remark dream finale Night, '' Albus told him, `` This one was unlike. '' Albus explained the dream in contingent, including the office about the Hallows.

James and Rose stared at Albus for a few instant before Rose spoke, `` Well, this is is sort of honest. Now we know that the Hallows are physical object. I was almost thinking that they were a series of spells or something. ``

`` But we still do n't get laid what they are, '' James sighed.

`` Or why I should know where they are, '' Albus stated, `` This would be a totally lot prosperous if Dad would just tell 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 see any answers 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 Prophets from that year, too, '' Rose told them.

The three of them stood in muteness for a few transactions, trying to think of some reply. James had started pacing. Albus sat down in a professorship and tried to conceive of some other way they could chance out what the Hallows were.

`` Well, let 's go over the clues again, '' rosebush announced, `` The Hallows are something secretive, and our parents wo n't enjoin us what they are because they do n't require us to tell anyone. None of our aunt or uncles or first cousin know about them either. So, maybe it 's just our parents who know about them ? If that 's dependable, then no wonder we could n't find the answer in a book. None of our parents have ever written a Word. ``

`` Yeah, '' James agreed, `` It 's got to be something just our parents know about. ``

`` Well, they were the 1 who destroyed to the highest degree of the Horcruxes. Maybe it 's got something to do with that ? '' Albus suggested.

`` That could be, '' King James agreed, `` If only there was someone else we could ask about it. ``

The room fell dumb again, as they sank into their view again. Suddenly rose wine jumped up from her electric chair. `` I 've got it ! ``

`` What ? '' James and Albus asked at the Same time.

`` Who we can ask about the Hallows ! I ca n't believe I did n't think of it before ! ``

`` fountainhead, who is it ? '' Albus asked.

`` Dumbledore ! ``

`` What ? ! '' Epistle of James shouted, `` But he 's absolutely ! ``

`` I know that, '' pink wine said, `` But there 's a portrait of him in Kendrick 's office staff ! ``

`` Oh, yeah. ``

`` Anyway, '' Rose began, `` Dumbledore 's the one who told Uncle Harry about the Horcruxes, so he might have intercourse something about the Hallows, too ! ``

`` That 's Einstein, rosebush ! '' Albus grinned at her.

`` Thanks. We just have to figure out how to get into Kendrick 's function. ``

`` That could be crafty, '' Albus said, `` Either of you know where his office is ? ``

Rose and James shook their heads. `` Neither do I, '' Albus sighed.

A mischievous grinning spread across rosebush 's cheek, `` But I know how we can get in. ``

The boys looked at her skeptically. `` How ? '' Epistle of James asked.

`` Well, if you get in adequate trouble, you get taken to Kendrick 's function. ``

`` But what if we get expelled ? '' Albus asked warily.

`` Do n't worry, you wo n't. ``

`` You 've got a plan, then ? '' Jesse James inquired.

`` Sort of, '' Rose told them, `` I 've got a obscure idea. It 'll be me and Albus who are doing it. I 'm going to stimulate some kind of havoc in Washubrn 's class- ''

`` Washburn ? ! Are you crazy ? '' Albus shouted.

`` Just let me explain. Washburn does n't hate me nearly as much as he hates you. So he 's going to take on the chaos was caused by you since we sit at the Saame tabular array. He 'll start screaming, which will probably do another teacher to total running. Washburn will recount that instructor what you supposedly did and you 'll get taken to Kendrick 's office. You 'll lecture to Dumbledore 's portrait about the Hallows. simpleton as that. ``

James and Albus looked at her with shocked formula on their faces. `` But I 'll get in vast bother, '' Albus said flatly.

`` No, you wo n't, '' pink wine assured him, `` I might, but you wo n't. After Washburn dismisses the stratum, I 'll run to Uncle Harry and assure him it was really me who caused the misdirection. ``

`` But I do n't want you to get in fuss, 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, '' Saint James announced, `` One of Uncle George 's fireworks. I 've got a whole supply up in my dormitory. ``

`` Excellent ! '' rosebush said excitedly, `` And I 'll just tell Uncle Harry that it went off accidentally. I 'll probably just end up with lines 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 wait a few weeks to do it, since you just got a hold from Washburn, Albus, '' rosiness told them.

`` Ok, just let us recognize when you think we ought to do it, '' James responded.

`` I will, '' rosiness assured him, `` We 'd better be off to class. See you later. ``

`` Bye, '' Albus said to James I as he followed rose to Potions. He was excited and nervous at the same time at the prospect of talking with Dumbledore about the Hallows. Would he finally learn what was being kept from him ? Only clip would tell.

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A/N : I 've done it again ! I merged 2 chapters, due to the truncation of each. This resulted in the longest chapter yet. Hope you enjoyed it !

Thanks as always to my genus Beta and sister, Dancer of Starlight. She has been especially helpful in coming up with characters for Albus 's third year. Thanks as well to my chum 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 ado of grade and preparation. Albus and his friends found that they had no time to do anything other than homework during their spare meter. They had not even found clip to gossip Matt, but they did n't even bed if he was awake yet. blush wine was already freaking out over the end of term exam, which were still over four month away, and was using every waking moment to canvas. Albus was not yet worried about examination and was more concerned about just completing all the assigned homework.

Quinton Willinson had not bothered Albus or any of his friends since Albus had left the Hospital fender. Albus was not trusted whether this was due to Willinson 's upcoming N.E.W.T. exams, the large amount of hold 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 glad Willinson had given up for the clip being. However, the like could not be said about Scorpius Malfoy. Malfoy continued to badger Albus, Rose, John, and Amanda about what was unseasonable with Matt whenever they were in class together. Albus found this more gravel than anything else, because Malfoy rarely ever brought out his wand during these confrontation. Malfoy variety of cue Albus of his Great Aunt Petunia because she was also very nosy. Malfoy stood no chance of ever finding out about flatness from Albus or the others, but Albus did worry about what would fall out if Malfoy found out on his own.

Albus slept late on Saturday morning and woke up with just enough prison term to catch a sharpness to eat in the Great dorm before rushing off to his detention with Washburn. As a great deal as Albus hated these detentions, he had become sort of immune to them. Albus had been upset about the showtime few, but lately he had started to need them in footstep. As long as it was just lines, Albus did n't interest about them too much.

When Albus arrived in the appealingness schoolroom at noontide, Professor Washburn was sitting at his desk with the common scowl on his face. `` Sit down, ceramist, '' he barked.

`` Yes, sir, '' Albus responded quietly while taking a seat at the strawman table.

`` Get out your parchment and ink. Write'I will not misdemean in Charms'until I tell you to stop. ``

`` Yes, sir, '' Albus repeated as he took out a roll of parchment and a quill. He started to spell. Washburn never told Albus how many metre he would birth to write the demarcation. He supposed Washburn liked to observe Albus there until he looked sufficiently tired and uncomfortable. Washburn had no way of knowing how many furrow that would take aim. However, he never kept Albus in detention for less than an hour. Albus kept repeating the strain on his parchment while trying hard not to look at the clock. He found that looking at the clock just made the metre go by deadening. Eventually, Albus stole a glance at the clock and found that it had only been 45 minutes. He sighed.

`` You say something ? '' Washburn growled.

`` No, sir, '' Albus said without looking up from his paper. He wrote a few more parentage and was startled when he heard stride 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 haircloth. It reminded Albus of the variety of haircut Muggles in the U. S. Army had. Washburn got up from his seat when the man approached.

Washburn turned to Albus, `` Do n't go anywhere. If you do, I 'll have you in detention for the relief of term. ``

Albus nodded, but did n't say a word. The unusual man followed Washburn into his office and close the door behind them. There was quiet for a moment and then Albus was capable to hear stir voices coming from the position. They had forgotten to cast Muffliato before they started talking. It sounded like they were arguing about something, but Albus could n't defecate out what it was. He wished they 'd argue a bit louder. Albus put down his quill and strained to hear what they were saying. The two men stayed in the role for about fifteen minute of arc before Washburn stormed out of it, looking quite angry, followed by the other man who seemed rather steady. Albus quickly picked up his quill pen and continued his lines.

Washburn returned to his desk while the strange man walked over to the door. He turned around to look at Washburn and said icily, `` Remember, this is your job, no one else 's. And I expect you to nail it soon. '' Then the man left, shutting the threshold behind him.

Washburn stared at the back of the room access for a few minutes, before turning and glaring at Albus. `` You 're done. Get back to your common room, '' he seethed.

Albus did not hesitate. He got up quickly and ran out of the room. Today 's detention had been much shorter 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 spell prof was involved with something evil. He ran all the way to the common room to secernate his supporter what he had overheard.

When Albus rushed through the portrayal hole, he immediately spotted his friends at one of the board. He grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to Rose.

`` That was short, '' Rose commented.

`` I know, I lucked out today, '' Albus responded, `` But I 've got to tell you about Washburn. ``

`` What about him ? '' toilet asked, looking up from his book.

`` In the midsection of my detention, some strange wizard came barging into the elbow room, '' Albus told them.

`` Who was he ? '' rose wine asked.

`` I dunno, that 's the thing. I 'd never seen him before. ``

`` What did he front like ? '' Amanda asked. Albus described the man, but none of his acquaintance recognized the verbal description either.

`` Maybe he was a parent of one of the students, '' rosiness suggested.

`` Who knows ? '' Albus said, `` But he got into a huge tilt with Washburn. ``

`` wellspring, that 's not difficult, '' St. John laughed, `` Anything will set him off. ``

`` What did they reason about ? '' rosebush asked.

`` I 'm not sure. They were in Washburn 's office. I could n't urinate 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. ``

rose wine, John, and Amanda stared at Albus for a moment before rose wine replied, `` That 's so strange. So Washburn 's doing something for this necromancer ? ``

`` Yeah, I think so. He 's definitely up to something. And I do n't call back it 's anything good, '' Albus informed them.

`` You think they 're doing something evil ? '' John asked skeptically.

`` Maybe, but I do n't really do it. ``

`` I dunno, '' John said warily, `` I mean, Washburn 's frightful to you and James II, and all the Gryffindors, really. But I do n't do it if he 's really into the wickedness Arts or anything. ``

`` Yeah, '' rosiness agreed, `` That 'job'could be anything. It does n't accept to be something bad. ``

`` But Washburn seemed so mad about it. Just seems weird to me. ``

`` It 's definitely shady, but I do n't cogitate we should jump out to finish, '' 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 visit Matt ? '' lavatory asked a few moment later.

`` trade good idea, '' Albus agreed, `` I hope Madam Pomfrey lets us. ``

`` I hope he 's awake, '' rosiness closed her Book and put them away in her bag.

`` We can at least try to convert dame Pomfrey to let us visit him on his birthday if she does n't let us today, '' John the Divine reasoned.

The four booster packed up their record and put them away in their dormitory. A few minutes later, they found themselves walking to the hospital Wing. They walked in silence the whole way there, each one knowing what the other was thinking about. All four of them were hoping Matt was waken and worrying about him. Albus had been worrying ever since the forenoon he found out Matt was a werewolf. But at the Same meter, Albus felt a bit wild that Matt would n't trust him with his mystery. Albus 's rational face knew why matte was n't very trustful, but could n't serve wishing that mat would commit in him. Albus supposed that part of this was due to his dad not trusting him with knowing what the 'Hallows'were. He wished to a greater extent people would trust him.

When they reached the Hospital Wing, they noticed that the doors were still shut, and when lavatory tried to open them, they found out that they were still locked as well.

`` This is n't a good sign of the zodiac, '' John sighed.

blush wine banged on the doors and shouted, `` brothel keeper Pomfrey ! ``

A minute later, lady Pomfrey opened the door a whirl and stuck her head out. `` What do you involve ? ``

`` Is Matt awake ? '' rose wine whispered.

`` Yes, he woke up hold out night. ''

`` Well, can we see him ? '' Rose asked hopefully.

`` No, I 'm sorry, but he really ca n't give birth visitors right now, '' brothel keeper Pomfrey sighed.

`` Is he all right ? '' John the Divine interrupted.

`` He 'll be exquisitely in a distich of weeks or so. ``

`` Can we fare visit him on his birthday ? It 's following Wednesday. 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, gentlewoman Pomfrey, '' Albus smiled as she closed the door to the ward.

`` I 'm beaming he 's awake now, '' Rose said as they walked back to the coarse room, `` And we get to see him on his natal day. ``

`` Yeah, and we did n't even want Amy to convince her ! '' john grinned.

`` Ca n't wait until Wednesday, '' Albus said.

`` Definitely, '' Amanda agreed.

`` Boo ! '' a voice said from behind them. Amanda shrieked and they all turned around. Bradley and Mark were laughing.

`` Gotcha ! '' Tom Bradley shouted.

`` We got your stuff and nonsense from Hogsmeade, '' Mark told them. He handed them two suitcase filled with butterbeer and sweets.

`` Awesome, '' Albus took the bags.

`` And here 's the Chudley shank New Jersey. Although, what he sees in them ... '' Bradley shook his head as he handed whoremaster the jersey.

`` Thanks, guy rope, '' Albus said to his cousins.

`` No problem, '' Omar Bradley said, `` I remember the days of not being able to go to Hogsmeade. We always got John Rowlands and broom to get our stuff for us. Glad those daytime are over now. ``

`` I ca n't wait to go to Hogsmeade, '' John announced, `` Think of all the pranking material we 'll be able-bodied to buy. There 's only so lots you can fit in your trunk and bring from plate. ``

`` Endless possibilities, match, '' chump told John, `` Well, we 'd better be off. We 've put off the preparation long enough. Play first, piece of work later. That 's our motto. ''

`` Bad motto, if you ask me, '' Rose whispered as her cousins took off for the common room.

`` They 'll outlive, '' Albus assured her, `` Have n't failed a class yet, have they ? ``

`` No, they have n't, '' rosebush agreed, `` We 'd better go, too. ''

`` Yeah, I 've still got to write that altogether essay for Potions, '' Amanda sighed.

Albus groaned, `` I 'd forgotten about that. Have n't even started. ``

Albus, blush wine, Saint John, and Amanda continued walking to the common room. Once they were there, they spent the remainder of the afternoon committal to writing essays about the properties of moonstone.

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During the next few days, Albus and his friends debated about whether they should ask lusterlessness how he wound up in the hospital flank when they went to see him on his natal day. Albus thought they should avoid the topic altogether, still believing that Matt would tell them when he was quick. However, pink wine thought it would appear funny if they did n't ask what happened, because if your friend gets injured, you would require to know what happened. As it stood right now, the but multitude in the castle who knew what really happened were the teachers, Amy, Albus, Rose, John, and Amanda. Of course, no one knew that Albus and his friends knew what happened. Despite this, many citizenry asked them what happened. Albus just told them he had no musical theme and after a few Clarence Day, they gave up asking. Albus had heard quite a few ridiculous rumors about it. He overheard a few second year Hufflepuffs telling a couple Ravenclaws that Matt had been attacked by a thestral. This same narrative had been repeated throughout the palace, only with a different creature being substituted each prison term, including a Hippogriff and a centaur. The centaur account was especially ridiculous and Albus was sure the centaurs would not be happy if that story reached their ears.

In the end, Albus and his friends decided that they would ask Matt what happened, but they would not dwell on the subject. Albus was sure that Matt, or maybe even Amy, had come up with some kind of fib to overlay up what happened. Despite this, Amy was not telling anyone the news report. She just ignored anyone who brought it up. Her ally, including Victoire, stayed close by her at all time and would n't let anyone push the issue. Albus suspected that Victoire had already been fed the false tale, but he did n't ask her about it.

After dinner on February sixth, Albus, Rose, John, and Amanda found themselves walking to the Hospital Wing armed with company provision and a enwrap present.

Rose was the first to extend to the door and when she went to knock, everyone was surprised to recover that the threshold pushed opened. `` It 's unlocked ! '' rose gasped.

`` That must signify Matt 's doing better ! '' Albus said excitedly.

`` Let 's go, then ! '' john pushed past Albus and Rose and walked into the room. Amanda followed him and then Albus and rosebush walked in. Albus spotted flatness 's bed, but the curtains were pulled around it. He did n't see Madam Pomfrey anywhere.

`` Madam Pomfrey ! '' rosebush 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 eventide potions. ''
`` Ok, thanks, ma'am Pomfrey, '' Rose responded.

A few minutes later, the nurse came back out and walked over to where Albus and his Quaker were standing. `` What do you have in those bags ? '' she eyed their packages suspiciously.

`` Oh, just some Honeydukes hooey, Butterbeer, and a present, '' Albus told her.

`` But none of it 's Weasley products, is it ? ''

`` No. ``

Madam Pomfrey relaxed, `` Ok, good. The last thing I need is to receive this place destroyed while you have your political party ! You can go see him now. ``

Albus ran to the bed, followed by his champion, and pulled back the curtain. Amy was sitting in a hot seat next to the bed and whispering to Matt. She stopped abruptly when the drape opened.

`` Hey, Matt ! '' Albus grinned and sat down at the end of the bed. `` How are you ? ``

`` I 'm all right, '' matte replied hoarsely, `` But I 've been better. ``

`` sword lily to see you 're awake, better half, '' whoremonger sat down side by side to Albus and set the bag of party stuff on the floor.

blush wine and Amanda smiled and sat in chairs that Amy had conjured after they came in. blush wine pulled the curtains closed and handed mat his present. `` Happy natal day ! '' everyone shouted.

`` Thanks, guy rope ! '' Matt grinned and tore unfold the wrapping. `` Wow ! A Chudley canon jersey ! This is brilliant ! ``

`` I 'm glad you like it, '' Albus said, `` My cousins picked it up in Hogsmeade for us. They also got us butterbeers and sweets. ``

`` fantabulous ! '' Matt replied excitedly.

trick picked up the bag and passed out butterbeer and jelly punch. `` So, '' he began once everyone started eating, `` What exactly happened to you ? We 've heard the craziest rumour. 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 rear. He gave her a worried aspect and then looked back at John Lackland. `` Really ? '' he sputtered.

It was a bit hard to conceive that Matt had been attacked by thestrals, when Hagrid had the school thestrals very well prepare. But on the early hand, Matt did look like he 'd been attacked by a declamatory creature. He had partially healed deletion, bites, and loot all over all his body. His arms and legs were covered in patch and just about all of his body was bruised. Albus could see how person would surmise 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.

flatness sighed and glanced at Amy, who gave him a expression. `` It was n't either, '' Matt began, `` I got a bit too close to the Whomping Willow. ``

`` What ? ! '' John exclaimed, `` Really ?

`` Er, yeah, '' lusterlessness said.

Albus was debating about whether to ask Matt to expound 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 basis. I was n't paying care to where I was going and the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree gave me quite a beating. ``

`` Wow, '' Albus responded, `` I 'm glad you 're ok. ''

`` Yeah, '' whoremonger said, `` But when do you get to leave here ? ``

`` I 'm not really sure, '' mat told them, `` Not for at least another week. Madam Pomfrey wants the slice healed and the bruises faded before I leave. And I ca n't really walk that well. ``

`` A unhurt week ? '' Rose exclaimed.

`` At to the lowest degree, '' Matt responded, `` I hope it 's not more. I 'm getting so bored. What 's been going on in the rest of the rook ? ``

`` Well, did you see that article Rita Skeeter wrote survive workweek ? '' 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 castle 's talking about it. Dad thinks it 'll bollix over when the future Quidditch match arrives. ``

`` He 's probably right, '' rosebush agreed.

`` I hope I get to leave here before the side by side match. I do n't require to escape it, '' Matt said.

`` I hope so too, '' lavatory took a sip of butterbeer, `` Nothing speculative than missing Quidditch. ``

`` I can think of no less than ten matter, '' Rose muttered.

`` I think we might have a chance 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, '' lavatory agreed, `` I never saw the point of Muggle sportswoman, but I guess if you ca n't play Quidditch ... ''

They spent the future 60 minutes talking about Quidditch and everything else that was going on in the rook. Albus told matte about how Xavier Goyle had melted his cauldron in potions the other day. The potion had spread across the trading floor and burned through Scorpio Malfoy and his booster, Mahalia Jackson Limbert 's, horseshoe. The Gryffindors had thought this was very shady, especially when they found out that the potion had turned both boys base pink. former than that, nothing too exciting had happened in class during Matt 's absence. Washburn had continued being atrocious to Albus and the former Gryffindors. In metamorphosis, they had started transfiguring Muggle pencils into quills. rosiness, John, and a twosome of the Ravenclaws were the only ones who had managed to do it.

After they had exhausted the topic of lessons, the conversation turned back to Quidditch. Professional Quidditch this fourth dimension. No one seemed to cerebrate the Chudley canon had any hope of ever making it to the Cup. Even Matt seemed to gibe. No one had any musical theme who would be playing in the Cup this year, but it did n't weigh much because it had already been decided that the Cup would assume place in Russia and none of them would get to go anyway.

Amy spent the intact visit sitting adjacent to matt, so Albus was ineffective to portion the contentedness of his New dream or what had happened in custody the premature Sabbatum. Albus found out that Amy spent most of her spare time visiting Matt. He had never seen such a consecrate sister before. Albus had thought his older first cousin were protective, but they were nothing compared to Amy.

Eventually, lady Pomfrey came back to state them that they had stayed long enough and it was time for them to leave.

`` Well, I hope you can leave alone soon, '' Albus said as he stood up.

`` 'Night, Matt, '' John cleaned up the leftover solid food and put it back in the bag.

`` See you soon, '' blush wine told him.

`` Bye, '' Amanda stood up and followed everyone out from behind the curtains.

`` Bye, guys, '' Matt yawned as they left.

`` He does n't look full, '' Albus whispered once they had left the room.

`` No, he does n't, '' rose agreed, `` But at least he 's awake. ``

`` just point, but I can see why Madam Pomfrey wo n't let him leave behind yet. Everyone would barrage him with questions about what happened, '' John pointed out.

`` I do n't intend he knows you were in the Hospital extension that Night, Albus, '' Amanda said, `` He says he spent the night in the Hospital Wing, but you know he did n't. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` And they brought him back there so early, there would n't accept been any time for him to weave the grounds. ``

`` Do n't signal 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 storey. ``

`` He 'll give to recount us eventually, '' whoremonger reasoned.

`` I know. I hope it 's soon, '' Albus said.

`` I bet it will be soon, '' Rose told them, `` How many stories can he follow up with about what happens every full moon ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said, `` I just hope it 's not worse next calendar month. ``

No one said anything else the rest of the way to the usual room. Albus knew that everyone else was thinking what he was thinking. That it was very much a opening that next month would be worse.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight, and thanks to my other sis and my brother. Thanks to inkheart for the critique.

You may cause noticed that I lost practically all my reviews for this story during the site wreck. I had around 40 and lost all but 8. So please read and review !

I thought I 'd share that I 've finished the sequel to this ! Albus Potter and the lead They Left stern, which is about Albus 's 2nd year, will be posted as soon as I 've posted all of this one.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter

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As February progressed, the castle soil were blanketed in even more Snow. The students found themselves going remote for snowball fights during much of their unloosen sentence. These secret plan started out as informal fun, but soon groups of mass formed large teams that eventually led to each house having their own team. On affair, half the shoal would be outside participating. The biz usually resulted in a few pupil going to the hospital extension. The pupil also tracked quite a bit of C. P. Snow and mud into the castle and Filch was not glad about it. He spent his prison term lurking near the front doors, waiting to yell at anyone who came inside with muddy shoes. Albus and his Friend participated in a few snowball fights, but soon found that the honest-to-god scholar were able to bewitch snowball and it was hard for them to keep on up. It was fun nonetheless, and even rose wine took breakout from studying to conjoin in.

They also made sure enough to see Matt every nighttime. They told him the previous news of the castle and helped him with his homework. No one mentioned his injuries beyond a simple 'how are you ?'and Albus could tell that matt wanted to forefend the subject. Eventually, after a full-of-the-moon three workweek in the hospital extension, Madam Pomfrey finally let him will. His contusion had faded, stinger had healed, and was looking almost normal. By now, the integral castling had heard the Whomping willow tree story, and Albus hoped that no one would ask any questions about it.

`` I am so glad to be out of there, '' lustrelessness said as he set his playscript down on a tabular array in the coarse elbow room the Night he left the hospital wing.

`` I 'm beaming you are, too, '' Albus sat down and took out his transfiguration book.

`` We all are, '' blush wine grinned, but did n't sit down. She walked over to Albus and whispered in his ear, `` I 've got to talk to you, alone. James, too. We 'll go up to your dormitory. Bilius and Ethan are down here, so it 'll be empty. ``

`` We 'll be justly back, '' Albus told mat, whoremonger, and Amanda as he got up. He went up to his dormitory room and sat on the bed, waiting for his crony and cousin.

A few minutes later, rosiness came into the elbow room followed by a throw looking James. `` What is it ? '' James asked.

`` I think it 's time for our plan, you know, about getting Albus to blab to Dumbledore, '' rosiness told them.

`` Now ? '' Albus asked in a shocked timber. The more he had thought about that plan, the more nervous he became. It could go damage in so many ways.

`` Yes, I think so, '' Rose replied adamantly, `` I 've given up the library research. ``

`` Really ? ! '' St. James laughed, `` I 'd better call the prophet ! ``

`` Shut it, Saint James, '' Rose said. `` Tomorrow, during Charms, I 'll set off the fireworks and you 'll get sent to Kendrick 's part. And then maybe we 'll finally get some answers. ``

`` All right wing, '' Albus sighed. His curio trumped his desire to not cause anymore trouble in Washburn 's class.

`` We 'll let you be intimate how it goes, Saint James the Apostle, '' Rose told her cousin.

James grinned, `` Somehow, I think I 'm going to find out about it before I see you. This is smart as a whip, setting off pyrotechnic in Washburn 's class .... ''

`` I 'm not talking about that ! '' rosebush sighed, `` I 'm talking about the clobber with Dumbledore. ``

`` I know, but still. Blimey, I wish I 'd be there to see the flavor on Washburn 's face .... ''

`` No, you do n't, '' Albus replied, `` He 's going to be livid. ``

`` Yeah, but that 's what we 're hoping for, '' blush wine said, `` It 's the only way to get into Kendrick 's office. ``

`` I know, I just like there was a better way, '' Albus sighed.

`` Me, too, '' pink wine said softly.

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Albus hardly slept at all that Nox. He tossed and turned while worrying about the next day 's charms year. He finally gave up sleeping around six in the dawn and got up. Once John and matt were up, the three of them headed down to breakfast.

Albus sat side by side to rosebush, who was already there, and served himself some pledge. However, Albus was too unquiet to eat it. He just kept glancing up at the staff board, where Washburn was doing his usual break of day glare at the students.

`` Are you ok, Albus ? '' Matt asked, `` You do n't calculate too estimable. ``

`` I 'm just tired, I guess, '' Albus said quietly while glancing at Rose. She gave him a good-hearted look, but did n't say anything. Amanda, John the Divine, and Matt had no idea what would be happening in Charms, of course, so they just thought Albus was sick.

`` Maybe you should go to the infirmary Wing, '' Matt suggested while stuffing eggs in his mouth.

`` No, I 'll be o.k., '' Albus assured him.

Albus could n't pay attention during DADA. Harry lectured during the whole class, but Albus spent the entirely prison term worrying about Charms. The course of study seemed to go by twice as fast as convention and before Albus knew it, it was over.

Albus walked to appeal with rosiness, who told him that everything was set. The Weasley firework were in her bag, and ready to be set off. She did n't distinguish him when it would be happening, but Albus assumed it would be during the practical persona of the class.

Washburn stormed into the way in his common burst of fury. He went to his desk and took attending. When he got to lusterlessness 's name, a unusual grin appeared on his facial expression.

`` Nice of you to finally unite us in course of instruction, Eckerton, '' he sneered, `` What 's it been ? Three calendar week ? I certainly hope you 've been studying Charms while you skipped class. ``

Albus glanced over at Matt, who was turning red and slouching down in his seat.

Washburn continued the attendance and when he was done, he started lecturing. Albus 's heart was pounding loudly now and he could n't take a shit out a Bible Washburn said. All he noticed was that Washburn was calling on Matt to suffice every unmarried question he asked. mat had no idea what any of the answers were and was looking more miserable each minute. Eventually, Washburn announced that they would be charming paper birds to fly. He said that this spell was much like levitation, and if one was equal to of levitating a newspaper publisher shuttlecock, they 'd be capable of making one fly.

Albus groaned as he pulled out his wand. Levitation never ended well in this category, and he knew for a fact it would n't end well today. He glanced down at blush wine 's bag, which was sitting in between them on the floor. Once Washburn settled down to rank homework at his desk, Albus noticed Rose call on her scepter from her paper razzing and towards her bag, which had been emptied of everything except the fireworks earlier. She gave Albus a nervous look and muttered an incantation.

A loud detonation erupted from the bag and a expectant hippogriff made of fire floated towards the ceiling. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at it. A few masses screamed. Albus put on a mortified face while Rose tried her best to look surprised.

`` Potter ! '' Washburn ran out from behind his desk and was in front of Albus within five bit. Albus had never heard him scream so loud. `` What on earth are you doing ? ! Must you always interrupt my class like this ? ! Never have I seen such a blatant to-do ! '' He was shouting so loud now that Albus was sure everyone in the palace had heard him.

`` I 'll have you expelled from this castling ! '' Washburn continued, `` I 'll fix sure you- ''

`` What is going on in here ? '' Professor Patil came charging into the way and interrupted Washburn 's broadside. She saw the firework 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 teach ! '' Washburn informed her, `` And I will crap sure there is some punishment ! He has gotten away with far too much. ``

`` Well, I think this is a matter that is advantageously taken up with the headmaster, '' Professor Patil replied, `` Come along, Potter. ``

Albus nodded and got up from the board. So far, so goodness. The program was going as well as it could be. He was going to score it to the Headmaster 's office. He followed Patil out into the hallway. Washburn glared at him as he left, his mouth gap and closing, but no wrangle were coming out.

Professor Patil did not say a word the entirely way to the Headmaster 's office. She led him up a few flight of stairs and stopped in battlefront of a stone gargoyle.

`` I 'm in the middle of teaching a class, so I 'll leave alone you here to see the headmaster, '' she informed him. `` safe duck, '' she said to the gargoyle.

The gargoyle opened to reveal a circular stairway. Albus stepped inside and climbed up. His heart was pounding as he stepped off the survive step and came into a circular room. It was adorned with the portraits of past headmasters. There were all variety of silver instrument on every surface, along with bookcases overflowing with books. In the backrest was a desk with a comfy looking hot seat behind it. Behind the electric chair was Professor Dumbledore 's portrayal. Albus glanced around and noticed that he was alone in the elbow room. Luckily, professor Kendrick was not there. Albus breathed a sigh of relief. That was the one matter that could have gone wrong with the program. If Kendrick was there, then Albus would not have a chance to let the cat out of the bag to Dumbledore.

Albus ran to Dumbledore 's portrait, eagre to get this over with, as Kendrick could rejoin any minute. As he approached Dumbledore, he passed the only other portrait that was currently awake. It was a portrait of a greasy haired, hooked poke man. `` Getting into trouble, thrower ? Just like your father, '' the man said. It was Professor Snape.

Albus chose to cut 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 variety of hassle did you stimulate to be sent here ? ``

`` I, um, er, well, it was n't me, exactly. It was pink wine. But we assumed, hoped rather, that I 'd get blamed for it, '' Albus stammered.

`` Ah, you 've been wanting to talk to me ? '' Dumbledore asked.

`` Yes, sir, '' Albus replied.

`` I will be glad to aid you, but first I really must bed what you and spring up did, '' Dumbledore insisted, `` I am rather curious. ``

`` fountainhead, rose wine set off a Weasley firework in professor Washburn 's class, '' Albus confessed.

`` Interesting. I seem to commend her mother doing the Sami in my class once, although I never could prove it, '' Snape commented.

`` That 's certainly a creative way of getting to babble to me, '' Dumbledore replied, `` But I must tell you that a better way would be to mail word with another portrait and I 'd be able to take on you in the common room. ``

Albus slapped his head, `` I ca n't believe I did n't recollect of that ! Too late now. Anyway, what I want to talk about is private. ``

`` Oh, I understand. Ask away. ``

`` Um, well, over Noel, Rose, James, and I, and a few early of our cousins overheard our parents talking, '' Albus paused, waiting for the reprimand for listening in on a conversation.

`` Perfectly understandable. I do believe that if adults do n't want children hearing their conversations, they ought to use the proper magical spell against eavesdropping. ``

Albus grinned, `` That 's what I thought, but nan was pretty mad. She took away all of James 's Extendable Ears. ``

`` What a disgrace. I always thought those were ingenious. I wish they had been invented when I was your age. ``

`` Anyway, we overheard that they are keeping something from us. A secret, I guess. We always thought they told us everything about Voldemort, the horcruxes, and the conflict at Hogwarts. But now we 're not so trusted. They were talking about figuring out when to tell us something. Something they do n't need us to spread around, '' Albus informed him.

`` I see, '' Dumbledore replied with a thoughtful look on his brass, `` Go on. ``

`` Well, Professor, we think we sort of know what it is. fountainhead, I heard them say one Good Book and the same word was mentioned in these weird dreams I 've been having. I 've been having dreams due to someone 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 commandment you ? '' Snape interrupted, `` It 's not your father, 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 teach him, and he is unequal to of the task. ``

`` He 's doing better now, '' Albus said defensively.

`` Who is teaching you, then ? '' Snape pressed.

`` My Aunt Hermione. ``

`` Well, as a great deal of a know it all she was, she 's probably a competent instructor, '' 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 breathing time, waiting for Dumbledore 's reaction.

Dumbledore sighed, `` I was afraid that 's what you were going to ask. What do you acknowledge about them ? ``

`` Not much. My parents have n't told me anything, but I 'm pretty for sure that 's what they 're keeping from us. climb, James II, and I have been researching in the depository 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 heedful not to trust everything those ambition tell you, '' Snape warned, `` That was one of your don 's problem. ``

`` Severus, '' Dumbledore said warningly and turned back to Albus. `` You will not find any data about the Hallows in the history books about Voldemort. And this is because there are few who know about their importance in the final battle. Many of those who do, do not believe it. ``

`` So, they do have to do with the conflict ? '' 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 topographic point to assure you. That responsibility remains with your Padre. I will tell you that they played an significant role in defeating Voldemort, but beyond that, you 'll experience to wait until your father is set up to tell you. ``

Albus groaned, `` But why ? Why wo n't he tell me ? ``

`` adult have a habit of keeping things from tyke because they think they are protecting them. This is not always the eccentric, as I have learned on many social function. I made the same error numerous meter, most of them involving Harry and the entropy about his past. ``

`` Oh, '' Albus responded, `` Do you have it away when he 'll tell me ? ``

`` No, although I do think it will be soon. Perhaps within the future few months, '' Dumbledore revealed.

`` calendar month ? ! '' Albus shouted, `` I ca n't wait that long ! ``

`` Patience is a mightily merit, Albus, '' Dumbledore said, `` I know it 's heavy to await that long. Which is why I will fall in you a little hint. ``

`` A hint ? Like where we can encounter 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 instant before responding. `` Well, 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 champion Matt. He gets sick a lot, once a month to be exact. And I just found out he 's a lycanthrope. Not that that matters or anything. I still want to be friends with him, '' Albus said quickly.

`` Ah, yes, Matthew Eckerton, '' Dumbledore replied.

`` You know him ? ''

`` Yes, he voiced a few concerns to me before the school year started. He and his parents had a meeting with Professor Kendrick. ``

`` That was quick, thrower. I must say that I am pleasantly surprised that you found out so quickly. Your begetter never was able to put the cue together to compute out that Lupin was a loup-garou. girl Granger told him, '' Snape interjected.

Albus averted his heart from Snape and mumbled, `` Er, rose wine is the one who really found out. I just confirmed it when I was in the hospital Wing the same time as Matt. ``

`` Of path, '' Snape said flatly.

`` Severus, '' Dumbledore warned, `` Continue, Albus. ``

`` It 's just, Matt has n't told us yet. He 's still trying to hide it from us. I just wish he 'd trust me. It just kind of spirit like no one trusts me. Matt wo n't distinguish me he 's a wolfman and my dad wo n't tell me about the Hallows. Why wo n't anyone trust me ? '' Albus told Dumbledore.

`` I understand, '' Dumbledore responded, `` But I do retrieve it 's more complicate 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 rough childhood. He 's been through horrors you ca n't even envisage. I do guess he trusts you, but I do n't think he tells many the great unwashed about his lycanthropy. I know that he is very afraid about what will happen if citizenry find out- ''

`` But it does n't count to me ! Or John the Divine or pink wine or Amanda ! '' Albus interrupted.

`` I know. But past experiences have caused Matt to be loth to tell anyone. Although I do think 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 get it on that you know, I think that would be a wise choice. ``

`` No, I do n't cerebrate he has any thought that I know, '' Albus said.

`` goodness, '' Dumbledore continued, `` Now, I believe trust is a two-party street. You want Matt to confide in you, but can you think of anything that you are keeping from him, and lav, and Amanda as well ? ``

Albus wracked his brain, `` well, just the Hallows, but I do n't even jazz what they are. ``

`` The Hallows, that 's exactly what I suspected you were keeping secret. But why ? ``

`` Um, I guess I 'm not sure as shooting. It just seems like something that I should prevent to myself. Since my parents have n't even recite anyone, '' Albus reasoned.

`` Ah, but you wish your parents would tell you about them ? ``

`` Yes, but- ''

`` It might be impertinent to tell your friends, Albus. Just because your parents have n't told anyone, does n't mean you have to go along it to yourself. ``

`` Really ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, and that is my hint to you. Tell your friends what you know about the Hallows. They just might be able-bodied to assist you, '' Dumbledore told him.

`` You think they would lie with more than we could get from books ? '' Albus asked skeptically.

`` There 's only one way to discover out, '' Dumbledore winked.

`` All right, if you 're certain, '' Albus responded.

`` sound luck with that, Potter, '' Snape smirked.

Albus heard a door heart-to-heart behind him and he jumped. He had momentarily forgotten what he had done to get to Kendrick 's place. As he remembered the chaos in Washburn 's category, apprehension consumed him once more. What was going to bechance ? Albus turned around and saw prof Kendrick standing in the doorway.

`` Sit down, Albus, '' Kendrick said as he walked towards his desk.

Albus sat down in the chair 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-bodied to get to the bottom of this, '' Kendrick got up from the desk and went over to the open fireplace. He threw a handful of floo gunpowder in and thrust his chief into the emerald flames.

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A/N : Thanks to my sis and beta, Dancer of Starlight, as well as my former Sister and my crony. Thanks to Moonylupin for the recapitulation !
Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter

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`` Now, do n't expect to create much more than a wisp of silvery fog on your initiative attack, '' Harry told his socio-economic class of eager seventh years, `` Patronuses are difficult for even the best star to entreat. ``

`` But my mum and dad said you managed it in your 3rd class, '' Christina Humphrey Davy interrupted.

`` Well, yes, I did, '' Harry told his socio-economic class, `` But I had tremendous teacher and the motive I needed to handle it at such a young age. Now, everyone think of a happy store, just as we discussed- ''

`` Excuse me, Harry ? '' The flames in the classroom fireplace turned a smart emerald green and the master 's face appeared in it. The solid class turned to look towards the fireplace and were shocked to see Professor Kendrick 's head.

`` Yes, prof ? '' Harry answered in a confused tonicity. Fireplaces had been installed in all the classrooms during the rebuilding of Hogwarts after the Battle in guild for the teachers to put across faster in the event of an emergency. Harry had never used his fireplace before and was a bit vex when he saw Kendrick in it.

`` Your son caused a interruption in magical spell just now- ''

`` What did St. James do this clip ? '' Harry sighed.

`` No, not James. It was Albus, '' Kendrick told Harry.

`` What ? ! '' Harry was baffled. He never imagined Albus would cause enough problem to be sent to the headmaster 's post. Even James IV had avoided that so far.

`` Yes, it was Albus. He 's in my power right now and I 'd like to discuss it with you and Professor Washburn, '' Kendrick said

`` All right. I 'll meet you in your agency in a few minutes. ``

`` I 'll see you then, '' Kendrick 's head disappeared and the fire returned to their common orange.

The one-seventh years all turned their heads back to Harry, with looking at of electrical shock on their faces.

`` What did Albus do ? '' Victoire asked, `` I ca n't imagine him getting in hassle. ``

`` I really do n't fuck what happened, Victoire, '' Harry answered.

`` Were his friends in on this, too ? '' Amy asked anxiously. Harry could tell she was vex about her sidekick getting in trouble.

`` I 'm not sure. I just heard about this now, '' Harry responded, `` I 've got to go. I 'm dismissing class now. I trust you 'll all use this time responsibly, '' Harry grinned, knowing they 'd all use the time to sin off. `` We 'll keep with Patronuses next class. ``

Harry left the classroom as his educatee were packing up. He made it to Kendrick 's office in criminal record time, gave the word, and entered the room. Kendrick was sitting behind his desk, with Albus and Washburn sitting in front of it. There was an empty chair between them. nonentity was saying a word. Both Dumbledore and Snape 's portrait seemed to be paying close attention. Harry walked over to the empty chairwoman and he noticed that Albus was shaking and he looked extremely scared.

`` Hi, Al, '' Harry whispered and gave his son a warm hug before taking the mediate tail. Albus remained quiet and he was staring straight at Dumbledore 's portrait.

`` Daddy wo n't be able to salve you this fourth dimension, ceramicist, '' Washburn sneered.

`` That 's decent, Jameson, '' Kendrick said calmly, `` Now that Harry is here, could you delight excuse to both of us what happened ? ``

`` I was trying to learn and all of a sudden, there was an explosion and a firework emerged from the table he was sitting at, '' Washburn squabble, `` He set it off to cause a disruption. He 's been doing it ever since the rootage of the class. ``

`` Is this true, Albus ? '' Kendrick asked. All three adults turned to look at Albus, who was sinking lower in his backside. He did not say a word.

`` Of course it 's admittedly ! '' Washburn growled after a few moments of silence.

A tacky battering disrupted their discussion. Harry turned away from Albus and looked at the berth door. `` Do you want me to get that ? ``

`` Yes, I suppose, '' Kendrick replied.

Harry got up and went over to the door. He opened it and Rose came bursting in. She was out of breath 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 value my conclusion. I will not expel Albus, but there will be a penalisation. ``

`` No ! '' Rose shouted. She walked towards Kendrick 's desk and stood in front of it. Harry followed and stood behind Albus 's death chair. `` It was n't him ! '' she announced.

`` What do you mean ? ! '' Washburn exclaimed, `` Of course it was him ! I saw him ! ``

`` No, you did n't. You saw it came from our mesa, there was no way you could tell who actually did it. John, matt, and I were also sitting at that table, '' Rose explained.

`` What are you getting at, rose ? '' Harry asked. Now he was thoroughly confused about the all event.

`` It was me, '' Rose said simply, `` It was my firework. ``

`` You set off a firework during a class ? '' Harry was mystified. If there was anyone who was less probably than Albus to cause worry during grade, it was Rose. Rose did love causation problem, but she never did it during classes.

`` well, not really, '' rose glanced shiftily at Washburn and then returned her gaze to Harry. `` Not intentionally, that is. It was one of those new fireworks that Uncle George is working on. They 're still in the testing stage. The 1 that are supposed to actually vanish if you vanish them, but then reappear an hour or so later. Only right now they permanently disappear. ``

`` That 's good, '' Harry breathed a suspiration of relief. There were much worse experimental products that could ingest accidentally gotten set off.

`` Anyway, they 're very unsound rightfulness now and they go off if there 's a lot of magic trick around, and we were practicing charming newspaper publisher birds, '' Rose told him.

`` Why did you give birth it ? '' Harry asked.

`` I, um, took it during Christmas Day disruption, '' pink wine mumbled while looking at her feet.

`` What ? ! '' Harry exclaimed.

`` I found it at the burrow and did n't earn it was one of the experimental 1. I just realized that the early day. ``

`` And why was it in your bag ? ``

`` I was meaning to give it to you during dad, but I forgot, '' rose confessed.

Harry sighed, `` All right. I guess that mystery is solved. ``

`` What about punishment ! They need to be punished ! '' Washburn shouted while glaring at Rose.

`` Rose will get strain, but seeing as Albus was n't actually involved, I ca n't penalise him, '' Kendrick explained.

`` But, but, '' Washburn sputtered.

`` And that is final exam, Jameson, '' Kendrick said firmly, `` Now, Albus and Rose, you should get going to your next class. rosiness, you can do your pedigree with prof Washburn tomorrow night at seven. ``

Albus and rosiness nodded. Albus got up and gave Harry a hug before he followed blush wine out of the room. He still did n't say anything, but he looked a bit less dash 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 door behind him. Harry turned to go out as well, but stopped when he heard a intimate vocalisation. `` Harry, I would like to discuss something with you, if you have time. ''

Harry turned around and saw the familiar face of Albus Dumbledore looking at him. `` Yeah, I 've got meter. ``

`` I 'll bequeath you to your conversation, then, '' Kendrick said as he left his office.

Harry walked over to Dumbledore 's portraiture, `` What is it, Professor ? ``

`` I had an matter to conversation with Albus earlier. ``

`` Really ? '' Harry was very peculiar 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 think his kid had ever even heard of the Hallows.

`` The Hallows. He overheard you talking about them over Christmas holiday. He, James, and Rose have been attempting to research them in the library ever since. ``

`` They have ? ''

`` That 's what Albus told me. Naturally, they did not find any answers, '' 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 jazz about them, but that I could not give him the answer he wanted. I believe that is your duty, Harry, '' Dumbledore responded.

Harry breathed a sigh of rilievo, `` Thank you. ``

`` Why have n't you told them, Harry ? ``

Harry stopped to remember. Dumbledore gazed at him while waiting patiently. `` well, I guess because I do n't want a whole lot of the great unwashed knowing about them. The net thing we need is to take 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 separate the solid school ? ``

`` I guess I am, '' Harry confessed, `` Especially James. He 's always so eager to tell everyone he meets stories about me. ``

`` He is lofty of being your son, '' Dumbledore said, `` And I think if you expressed your care about others knowing about the Hallows, they would keep the secret. ``

`` You 're probably right, '' 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 find out where they are. ``

`` Perhaps. It is a tough margin call. But I 'm sure you 'll always make the right decision in the end, '' Dumbledore replied, `` Were you ever planning on telling them ? ``

`` Yes, I was. ``

`` When ? ``

`` I 'm not certainly, I guess, '' Harry responded, `` When they were a bit older, I suppose. But I was waiting for the right bit. ``

`` And that bit might be approaching earlier 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 tip over about it. But it is aided by the fact that you are n't the only one keeping a big secret from him. ``

Harry paused to consider. Who else was keeping secret from his son ? `` Oh, his friend, Matt, right ? He has n't told Albus yet, has he ? ``

`` No, he has n't. But Albus and rosiness 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 people he loves are n't trusting him. ``

`` Oh, no, it 's so much more elaborate than that, '' Harry responded.

`` That 's what I told him. But that is an issue that 's between him and matte and there is n't a lot you can do about it. What you can do is reconsider when you are going to enjoin your tike about the Hallows. ``

`` Yeah, I guess I will. I just do n't desire to induce into it. Maybe at the end of term would be good. That way they can swear out the idea over the summer at home base where they wo n't be tempted to tell others about it. ``

`` That would be wise, '' Dumbledore smiled.

`` Thanks for telling me, Professor. I should probably get going, '' Harry said.

`` I shall see you soon, Harry. ``

`` Bye, '' Harry turned around and left the office. He thought about what Dumbledore said on his way to the Great Hall for tiffin. 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 miss told, '' Snape said curtly to Dumbledore after Harry left.

`` Yes, it was, '' Dumbledore agreed.

`` But you did n't tell thrower about it. ``

`` No, I did not feel it was necessary. I do n't think anymore punishment would consume accomplished anything. I ca n't reckon Albus or Rose will do anything like that again in the about future tense, '' Dumbledore explained.

`` They did lie, though. They lied to the Headmaster. That deserves punishment, '' Snape responded.

`` Perhaps, perhaps, '' Dumbledore said calmly, `` But, Severus, you did not tell Harry either. ``

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`` That was crazy, '' Albus shouted after he left the schoolmaster 's agency with rose. As soon as the gargoyle closed behind them, James appeared in front of them.

`` Well, are you in huge fuss, Albus ? '' he asked anxiously.

`` Luckily, no, '' Albus told his brother.

`` What happened, then ? '' James pushed, `` Are you going to secern us about your talk with Dumbledore ? ``

`` Of form ! '' Albus said, `` Just not here. What if someone heard us ? ``

`` There 's still an hour until our next class, why do n't we go up to the common room ? It might be empty now, '' rose wine suggested.

`` Good idea, '' Albus agreed. He started walking towards Gryffindor Tower. James and rose wine followed, neither of them saying a Bible.

The rough-cut elbow room was discharge. Albus, James, and rose wine hurried inside and snagged the good armchairs near the firing. James and pink wine looked at Albus expectantly, waiting for him to begin.

Albus launched into a lengthy explanation about his conversation with Dumbledore. Henry James 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 tell Rose about that later, after James I left.

`` So, Dumbledore knows ? '' James said after Albus finished.

`` Yes, he does, but he wo n't tell me a great deal, '' Albus explained, `` Just told me to ask my friends. ``

`` That 's so strange, '' Rose furrowed her brow, `` Why would they know anything about the Hallows if we do n't ? ``

`` Dunno, '' James commented, `` He was a bit mad, though. ``

`` Yeah, but he was smart as a whip. He has n't been awry about much, '' Albus reminded them.

`` So, you think we should tell apart our friend ? '' Rose asked.

`` I 'm not really sure, '' Albus confided, `` I 'd be willing to try anything right now to reckon out what the Hallows are, but what if Dad 's mad that we told multitude ? ``

`` He ca n't be mad if we do n't even have intercourse what they are, '' James reasoned, `` As far as he knows, we 've never even heard the word 'Hallows'. ``

`` That 's rightful, '' blush wine said.

`` well, Dumbledore seems to believe that Dad 's going to secern us soon, possibly this year, '' Albus reminded them.

`` Maybe we should founder it another month or so ? '' rose suggested, `` Maybe something will grow up in the library. ``

`` Dumbledore said we wo n't encounter anything in the depository library. The Hallows do take in to do with Voldemort 's precipitation. He told me that much. 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 look a bit longer, '' Albus agreed, `` Anyway, if Dad wo n't tell us, he certainly wo n't require our friends to hump. ``

`` Yeah, '' Saint James said, `` Oh, what penalisation did you wind up with ? ``

`` I got detention tomorrow Night, '' Rose told him.

`` I got nothing, '' Albus grinned.

`` What ? ! '' James shouted, `` Nothing ? ``

`` Nope, nada. ``

`` I convinced them it was me. fountainhead, I convinced them the firework went off accidentally, '' blush wine explained the fib she told about the experimental firework.

`` That 's amazing, '' Saint James grinned, `` You must be an excellent liar. ``

Rose blushed and suppressed a smile.

`` speechmaking of astound, '' Albus started, `` How did you find out where Kendrick 's role is ? ``

`` That would be all me, '' James continued grinning, `` All my brilliance. ``

`` What did you do ? '' Albus asked suspiciously.

`` Well, I expected to find Uncle Harry in his government agency after year, but he was n't there. I was so upset you 'd get expelled before I was able to explain. So I went to come up James so we could figure out what to do- ''

`` Let me tell him, rosiness, '' James II interrupted, `` We ran back to Dad 's office and that 's when I thought of how we could find the office. Mind you, I wish I 'd thought of it earlier and then you would n't have had to do the whole pyrotechnic thing. ``

`` wellspring, 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 frontal bone. `` Of track ! Why did n't we mean of it before ? ``

`` I dunno, but the cerebration just popped into my head. I 'm so gladiola Dad told us how it worked. We were able to find Kendrick 's agency, but of class the room access was closed and we did n't know the password. But then we looked at the map and the slight 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 stare in awe at the map. `` So now you 've got the map ? You 're going to be in Brobdingnagian 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 surely it was there, thought he might have left it at abode. I summoned it. It came flying out of the bottom of a trunk that was shoved in the backrest of the memory closet, '' King James explained.

`` Are you going to stay fresh 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 bother, King James I, '' rose wine warned, `` Be careful. ``

`` I will, do n't vex. I 'd just wish to get some mischief in, '' James grinned.

`` Be deliberate about who sees it, too, '' rosiness 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 deal to nick it. ``

rose wine sighed, `` amercement. Well, we 'd best get going to grade. '' She stood up and walked towards the portrait gob.

Albus got up and followed blush wine, `` See ya later, James. ``

`` Bye, '' James waved.

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As the calendar week progressed, Albus fell back into his usual Hogwarts routine. His homework drove most of the thoughts about the Hallows out of his head. He occasionally thought about telling whoremaster, mat, and Amanda about them, but he decided not to. St. James the Apostle, who was even more than interfering than Albus, did not seem to be lingering on idea of the Hallows either. Between prep, Quidditch practice, and Occlumency example, he hardly had any leisure time at all. Albus had yet to take heed about any stupefy clowning that James had been able to extract off with the help of the Marauder '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 moon. It fell on a Monday this month. The Sunday before it, Albus and his friends were enjoying a sweet sand verbena battle on the grounds.

SMACK ! lav had sent a snowball at the spine of Albus 's principal and the force caused him to light face first into the deep snow. `` I 'll get you ! '' Albus shouted as he stood back up and formed a gravid snowball. He sent it flying across the nearly empty Quidditch pitch shot towards John. But whoremonger was too quick. He jumped aside and the Abronia elliptica hit flatness instead.

`` Ha, ha ! '' St. John the Apostle shouted gleefully. They were having a squad snow orchis scrap. It was John and Rose versus Albus, Matt, and Amanda. John seemed delighted that Albus had hit one of his own mate instead. John rolled another snowfall clump and threw it at Amanda. It hit her public square in the back. She in twist quickly made a sweet sand verbena and threw it at blush wine. rosiness jumped aside and the snowball sailed into the ground behind her. Despite the fact that Albus 's squad had three people and john and Rose were only two, John and rose seemed to be doing much better. John had a upright arm and very effective aim and was large at dodging snowballs.

Albus quickly made another snowball and was about to thrust it, but he noticed that lustrelessness still had n't gotten up. He dropped his snowball and ran over to flatness and was hit in the oral sex by a snowball sent by John.

`` Stop the game ! '' Albus shouted and pointed to flatness. john, pink wine, and Amanda glanced over and immediately dropped their snowballs.

`` Matt, are you all right ? '' Albus poked flatness 's arm, but he did n't respond.

`` lusterlessness ? '' whoremaster rolled him over onto his rachis. Matt groaned. John pulled him up into a sitting position. `` We should probably go inside, '' toilet said to Albus.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed. He grabbed Matt 's early arm and he and John pulled matt to his pes. `` I 'm dark, I did n't call up I threw it that hard. ``

`` I did n't recollect you did either, '' lav agreed. They walked back towards the castle, supporting Matt between them.

`` Maybe we should go to the hospital Wing, '' pink wine suggested.

`` No, no infirmary Wing, '' Matt whispered, `` I 'm fine. I 've just got to lie down. ``

`` Are you sure ? '' Amanda asked.

`` Yeah, I 'll be fine. Let 's just go back to Gryffindor, '' flatness said.

They walked slowly back to Gryffindor column. By the time they were at the rough-cut room, Matt was able to walk unsupported, although he still did n't take care good. Once they were in the room, flatness made a beeline for the residence hall. Albus and trick went with him so they could knock down their wet cloaks and scarves.

`` Are you going to bide up here ? '' Albus asked Matt.

`` I think so, '' Matt 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 son left the room, Matt had already fallen asleep.

Albus and John headed back down the broadside staircase and back into the common room. The way was packed and very noisy. Rose and Amanda had already settled themselves to doing prep at a modest secluded mesa in a recession of the room. Albus and John sat down across from the young woman and took out their books.

`` So, '' Albus whispered, `` Is the entire Moon sometime soon ? ``

`` Yep, '' pink wine told him without looking up from her homework, `` It 's tomorrow. ``

`` D'you think it 'll be as bad as last meter ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I dunno, '' Rose answered, `` I really do n't know why his transformation are so bad. ``

`` I think he 's office of that subject area Uncle Bill was talking about, '' Albus told them, `` When I was in the Hospital Wing last month, the Healer mentioned a survey, but Madam Pomfrey shushed him before he elaborated. ``

`` Then that might explain it. But why would he be in the study if it 's just piss things uncollectible ? '' John asked.

`` Who knows what it was like before it, though, '' rose wine commented.

`` in effect point, '' bathroom responded. The four friends sank into their idea and continued working on their homework in silence for a one-half minute. The noise in the common room made it difficult to transport on a conversation. Albus managed to finish his appeal prep, but it took him longer than usual since he was distracted by worrying about Matt.

Albus closed his charm book and put it back into his bag. When he looked up, he was surprised 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 next day. privy looked up as lusterlessness sat down next to Rose.

`` What are you Guy talking about ? '' lusterlessness asked.

`` Not very much, really, we 're just doing homework, '' John told him, `` I guess I 'll have to end up this after dinner. '' He closed his Herbology rule book and stuffed it in his bag.

`` You coming to dinner ? '' Albus asked Matt, `` We were n't sure if you 'd be up. ``

A flavour of affright flashed across Matt 's face, `` Why would you think that ? '' he asked quickly.

Albus glanced shiftily at lavatory, `` Er, just because you did n't look too soundly after getting hit by that snowball. ``

lusterlessness visibly relaxed, `` Oh, um, I 'm feeling better now. ``

`` That 's in force, '' Albus answered. Matt did bet a bit better, although he was still very much paler than common. `` Let 's go eat, then. I 'm thirst. ``

Rose and Amanda packed up their study and the grouping headed down to the Great manse. Even though lusterlessness went to dinner, Albus noticed that he did n't eat much. After dinner, they headed back up to the green room to polish off their prep.

`` I 'm still three column inch shortly, '' John announced after he worked for another 20 minutes 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 United States of America of dickens 's Snare in Potions. ``

`` Devil 's Snare has uses in Potions ? '' St. John asked.

`` Yes, in more win Potions. It 's in the leger, '' blush wine told him. John flipped through his Bible 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 adjacent day. `` Have you guys all finished the pappa essay ? '' he asked.

`` Yes, '' rose wine responded without glancing up from her book.

`` Yeah, '' Amanda answered while working furiously on her champion chart.

`` Huh ? '' Matt picked his head up from his book. He had fallen asleep in his DADA book.

`` Have you finished the dada essay ? '' Albus repeated.

`` Oh, no, but I 'll get it done, '' Matt said tiredly and put his headspring back down on his book.

Albus glanced at rosebush, who gave him a disturbed aspect. Albus had a feeling that flatness would not be getting the essay done. They both went back to their work without saying a give-and-take. A few minutes 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 practically, '' Victoire sat down in the chair next to Albus. `` Amy and I just have to tell you something. '' Amy had sat down next to flatness and was trying to wake him up.

`` What is it ? '' Albus asked. John, Rose, and Amanda had all looked up from their body of work and were waiting for Victoire to get on with it.

`` Quinton Willinson has finished his detentions, '' Victoire told him.

`` Oh, great, '' Albus groaned.

`` I just thought you should lie with, '' Victoire said.

`` Do you think he 's going to bother me anymore ? '' Albus asked.

`` He might. hold certainly deterred him for a month, but who knows what could find now that he 's done with detention. I 'd just look out 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.

`` fountainhead, I 've got studying to do, '' Victoire stood up, `` You coming, Amy ? I still have n't finished that Arithmancy material. ``

Amy stopped whispering to Matt and looked at Victoire. `` Uh, yeah, I have n't finished it either. '' She said something else to mat and then stood up and left with Victoire, while glancing once more at her brother.

`` Well, this could be bad, '' blush wine said once they left.

`` I know. He 's going to be livid after having detainment for a month, '' Albus replied.

`` You 've got to be careful. He 's going to want revenge again, '' John said.

`` Yeah, he will, '' Albus agreed.

`` Has Slughorn mentioned anymore company ? '' 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 keep off Willinson, '' Rose responded.

They worked on their preparation for another hr before going to bed. Matt had fallen asleep again shortly after Amy and Victoire left, and Albus had to prod him rather hard to ignite him up. Once they got up to the dormitory, lustrelessness collapsed onto his bed and was asleep within minutes.

Albus lay awake for a while before he managed to fall asleep. He was worried about Matt and about what Willinson was going to do now that he was release from detention. Albus tried to clear his mind, but there were so many things worrying him that he found it impossible. His rest was filled with unusual ambition, involving Willinson, along with the usual nightmare about the Hallows.

Albus went down to breakfast the next morning with John and Matt. They were running late because it had taken John the Divine and Albus a while to inflame Matt up. By the sentence they made it to the Great Hall, Rose and Amanda had already finished breakfast and were getting quick 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 mo. ``

`` I know, it took us forever to get him up, '' Albus gestured to Matt, who was leaning his drumhead on his arm and not eating anything. Rose nodded and glanced at lustrelessness sympathetically.

Albus and John shoved a few slices of toast into their mouths and then the radical was off to daddy. They managed to run into the way before the Vanessa Bell rang, but they were the endure I there. There was only one board available, the one in front, which happened to be right in front of the table Scorpius Malfoy and his friends sat at. Albus groaned silently and sat down at the table, hoping Malfoy would n't note mat 's fatigue.

`` I 'll call for your essays now, '' Harry announced once he 'd finished taking attending. He got up and went around the room to call for the essays.

Albus handed his dad his essay and Harry moved on to flatness. matte was laying his head on his record book and seemed to be asleep. Harry lightly tapped him on the berm. `` 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 sorry, professor, '' matt whispered, `` I tried to get it done finally night, but I just ... '' his representative trailed off.

`` It 's all right wing, '' Harry replied, `` Try to have it done by next week. I know I did n't devote you much meter, since I just assigned it Fri. ``

matte nodded and put his head back down on the table. Harry went back to his desk and started the day 's public lecture. `` Today we are going to continue- ''

`` Sir, '' Malfoy interrupted, `` Sir, why does he get supernumerary clock time 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 fair, is it ? Why ca n't I have excess time ? ``

`` You handed in your essay today, did n't you ? '' Harry asked.

`` Yes, why ? ``

`` Well, then, you obviously are in no need of extra time. If you ever think you need superfluous sentence for an assignment, just tell me why and I may accord it to you. ``

`` But- ''

`` That 's the end of this word, Mr. Malfoy, '' Harry cut him off, `` Now, back to the object lesson .... ''

Harry lectured for the total class. Throughout the world-class one-half of class, Malfoy repeatedly poked Matt with his wand to try and waken him up. Albus turned around and glared at him numerous fourth dimension 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 realize it through Charms with the Slytherins. Although Albus knew even Malfoy would n't pound anyone with his wand in Washburn 's class.

`` So, first you get special treatment from dame Pomfrey and now from Professor potter, too ? '' Malfoy glared icily at Matt after they left the DADA room.

`` Just leave him alone, '' Albus growled.

`` I will notice out why, you can number on it, '' Malfoy stared at Matt, who had gone as pale as a spook when Malfoy said this.

`` Is there a job ? '' Harry had just left the classroom and was standing behind Malfoy.

Malfoy jumped as he heard Harry 's articulation, `` No, prof. '' He gave flatness 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 walk to appeal. John, pink wine, and Amanda had gone on ahead, but Albus was staying behind to walk with matte, who was walking considerably slower.

`` Late again, Potter, Eckerton, '' Washburn growled as they walked into the room. They headed for their usual back table and passed Malfoy on the way. He was smiling smugly at them, noticeably happy that they were late. The course of instruction went by in its usual agony. Washburn seemed to have increased his hatred for Albus since the pyrotechnic incident, if that was possible. He called on Albus for every question, even though Albus never raised his hand. The only times he did n't do this was when he chose to call on Matt, which was every time he fell asleep.

Much to Albus 's surprise, matt made it through double Herbology without going to the hospital Wing. Albus was sure that Neville would let made him go after he tripped over a pot and banged his arm on the terrace. But Neville just asked if he was all right and continued teaching.

After dinner, Albus and his Quaker found themselves taking a much needed respite from studying. They had all finished the homework that was due the next day and were relaxing at their usual table. Albus was losing horribly at wizard 's Chess to Rose, whose knight was currently beating up Albus 's nance. Saint John the Apostle and Amanda were playing a rather loud plot of Exploding Snap.

`` You want to play, flatness ? '' John asked as he was dealing cards for the next round.

`` No, '' mat groaned. He was curled up in an armchair near the table 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 offstage ? ``

`` Not right now, '' Matt whispered and closed his middle again.

Albus glanced up and looked at his friends. They all had worried flavour on their faces. Albus watched Matt declension back asleep, which only took two minutes.

`` fag to D4, '' Rose announced, `` And checkmate. '' rose 's pansy moved to the square toes, stupefy up Albus 's remaining bishop, and won the game. `` thoroughly game. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Have you ever lost ? ``

`` I 've lost to my dad quite a few prison term, '' Rose said as she put her chessman away.

Albus put his chessmen back in their character and folded up the display board. He looked up once he was done and saw Amy coming over. She walked over to Matt 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 lustrelessness up. matte opened his eyes and groaned.

`` C'mon, it 's time to go, '' Albus heard Amy whisper. Albus looked at Rose, King 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 Matt 's arm and pulled him gently out of the professorship. Matt got up and let Amy precede him out of the common room.

`` Has she ever taken him to the hospital extension before ? '' Albus asked once they left.

`` No, I do n't guess so, '' blush wine said.

`` She must think it 's going to be bad this meter, '' St. John said glumly.

`` dead reckoning so, '' Albus responded quietly.

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A/N : Thanks to my baby and beta, Dancer of Starlight, my other sis, and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart and Moonylupin for their recapitulation !

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The four friends were very subdued the sleep 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 talk about matt the remainder of the even, 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 pass asleep. He tossed and turned for hours, but sleep would n't add up to him. He was too worried about lustrelessness.

`` Are you awake, John ? '' Albus asked once he was sure Bilius and Ethan were asleep.

Albus heard the bed to his right creaking as John turned over. `` Yeah, ca n't catch some Z's. ``

`` Me neither. ``

`` Maybe this month wo n't be as bad, '' Saint John the Apostle suggested.

`` Hope so, '' Albus said, `` But even if it is n't as bad, he wo n't be in division 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, '' whoremonger suggested.

`` That 'd be in effect, but I do n't think like that. I mean something that 'll throw him off the trail. We ca n't let him get out, '' Albus explained.

`` Oh, right, '' John thought for a moment, `` How about, since Matt 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 soul asks, we 'll just tell them Matt 's visiting his sick gran. ``

`` trade good idea, '' John agreed.

Albus yawned, `` Well, I suppose we should try and get some sleep. ``

`` Probably. Good nighttime, then. ``

`` 'Night. '' After another hour of laying awake, Albus finally fell asleep.

Albus woke up feeling very bore, after only a few minute sleep. He went down to breakfast with John and met rosiness and Amanda there, who were looking worried and not eating much.

`` Have you heard anything yet ? '' Rose asked once Albus sat down.

`` No, have you ? ''

`` No. I have n't seen Amy at all and have n't had metre to go to the Hospital Wing. ``

`` 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 time they got there, Slughorn was ready to bulge class, which meant Malfoy did n't receive any time to ask where lusterlessness was. Since it was just a single period, Slughorn lectured during the integral class and Albus had a difficult time staying awake. He managed to take a few bank note, but by the time the class was over, he felt in motive 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 avail but detect that Eckerton was n't in class today. You gon na evidence me where he is ? ``

`` Visiting his gran. She 's not doing too well, '' Albus lied.

`` Really ? That 's interesting, '' Malfoy raised his supercilium, `` After seeing him yesterday, I 'd make guessed he was the one who 's ill. ''

`` Maybe he 's just worried about his gran, '' John said shortly, before turning down the corridor towards the Transfiguration of Jesus room, `` Now we 've got to go to course. ``

`` See you, then, '' Albus said to Malfoy as he followed can to transfiguration. Malfoy turned around and left without saying a word. `` I hope that worked. ``

`` Me, too, '' trick agreed.

After Transfiguration, Albus and his acquaintance ate a hurried lunch and went to the Hospital flank. When they got there, Albus noticed that the threshold were open. `` fountainhead, that 's a practiced sign. ``

`` Definitely, '' Rose agreed and walked inside. Albus, Saint John the Apostle, and Amanda followed her. The bed at the far end of the ward had the pall drawn and all the other beds were empty. `` He must be in there, '' Rose pointed to the curtained bed.

`` Where 's brothel keeper Pomfrey ? '' Albus whispered. The nurse did n't come out to be in the room.

john pointed to the curtains, which started to rustle, `` She must be back there. ``

A gap appeared in the pall and Madam Pomfrey came out from behind them. She was carrying an vacuous 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 flatness all right ? '' Rose whispered anxiously.

`` Yes, he should be fine in a couple years, '' Madam Pomfrey smiled.

`` So, it 's not nearly as bad as last time ? '' Albus asked.

`` Oh, no, he 's much better this calendar month, '' Madam Pomfrey set the empty glass down on a board and started writing on the clipboard.

`` Well, can we see him ? '' John asked tentatively.

`` Sorry, but no. He 's sleeping right now. And I do n't reckon he wants visitors. He has n't told you yet, has he ? ``

`` No, '' lav answered.

Madam Pomfrey sighed, `` Of course of instruction. wellspring, I do hope he tells you soon. I have a feeling this whole thing would be gentle 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 Thursday or Friday. You 'd trump be off to class, '' gentlewoman Pomfrey picked up the empty glass and strode into her office.

As Albus walked to the common elbow room to hoard his script, he thought about what flatness was going to do when he found out that they knew about his secret. lusterlessness seemed so smashing on keeping it from everyone. He did n't even want his Friend to see him in the Hospital flank. Yet, he had n't done a very good job at hiding it. Or had they found out so easily just because Rose knew so much about werewolves ? Albus was n't 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 ?

******

`` Hey, can, '' a cold representative from behind Albus said. It was Friday night and Albus, Rose, privy, and Amanda were eating dinner party while wondering when Matt would come back. Albus turned around at the voice and choked on his pumpkin succus 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 much, '' Willinson replied, `` Have n't seen you much since our minuscule affaire d'honneur death month, throne. ``

`` Yeah, I hear you 've been quite occupied with detention, '' Albus laughed.

`` Laugh now, but the detention is over. I 'll feature plenty of metre on my hands now. ``

`` And what are you going to do ? You could n't even hex me. Your friends did it. ``

`` Department of Energy n't weigh. I 'm not the one who wound up in the infirmary Wing, am I ? '' Willinson snorted.

`` And I suppose you 're gallant that a first year could disarm you ? '' Albus grinned, `` Because if I were you, I 'd be a bit embarrassed. ``

`` Shut it, thunder mug, I planned that. ``

`` No, you did n't. Quite the look of jolt on your nerve after I did it, '' Albus responded. Willinson glared at him.

`` What 's going on here ? '' someone from behind Albus asked.

`` N-nothing, Professor, '' Willinson said quickly.

`` Then I 'd hint returning to the Slytherin table, Mr. Willinson, '' Neville replied. Willinson turned on the smear and headed to the Slytherin table 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 difficulty, just let me lie with. I think the custody may have set him straight person, though. He 's not nearly as smug when he 's in the forest, '' Neville responded and left for the staff table.

Albus laughed, `` I guess he 's not as brave as we thought he was. ``

`` Course he 's not ! '' John exclaimed, `` He 's a Slytherin, not a Gryffindor. ``

`` Yeah, we 're the brave ones ! '' Albus agreed.

After dinner party, Albus and his friends went to the common room to spend the evening. The room was quite a bit emptier than usual. There was a big dueling club meeting and about of the Gryffindors were attending it. First years were not allowed to fall in the dueling club, so all of them were in the vernacular room, along with some older students who were n't role of the club. Since it was so empty, Albus and his ally were capable to snag a few of the honorable armchairs in presence of the fire. They were all putting off homework, except for blush wine who was reading a script, since it was the weekend.

`` You going to link up the dueling club next year ? '' Albus asked, while sorting through his Chocolate Frog cards. `` I ca n't wait to unite. King James says it 's awesome. ``

`` Of course ! '' St. John shouted, `` Hey, have you got any Snape circuit board ? ``

`` 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, '' John told him. Albus handed him one of his cards.

`` Is it convention to get offend badly in the dueling club ? '' Amanda asked.

`` It 's possible, but it does n't usually happen, '' Albus told her. `` The teacher make sure zilch bad happens. ``

`` Then I might join. How about you, spring up ? '' Amanda said.

`` Sure, probably, '' rosiness responded absentmindedly.

`` Are you ok ? You 're awfully quiet, '' Amanda commented.

`` I 'm all right, '' rosebush answered, `` I 'm just thinking about matt. ma'am Pomfrey said he was supposed to be back today. ``

`` I 've been thinking about that, too, '' Albus told her, `` I hope he 's ok. ''

`` Well, even if he does n't get back until tomorrow, it 's still better than last month, '' John whispered, `` But I wonder when he 's going to tell us. ``

`` Why do n't we go up to the dormitory and talk about it, '' Albus suggested, `` It 's too quieten in here, someone 's going to hear us. And Bilius and Ethan are down here anyway. '' Albus pointed to a table to their left, where the other two Gryffindor first class boy were sitting playing gobstones.

`` goodness musical theme, '' pink wine agreed and closed her book. The group got up from their chairs and followed Albus to the boys'dormitory.

When they got up to the residence hall, Albus sat down on his bed. Rose and Amanda looked around a bit before sitting down future to him.

`` I ca n't take it anymore, we 've got to tell him ! '' John shouted and started pacing around the elbow room, `` I 'm not sure he 's ever going to tell us ! ``

`` He will, we 've just got to pay him some to a greater extent time ! '' Albus insisted.

`` I 'm not so sure, Albus. He has n't told us yet, what makes you so sure he 'll ever do it ? '' John questioned.

`` I do n't know, I just think he will. ``

`` Well, I do n't. And I 'm not so sure I can keep back pretending I have no clue why he leaves every month. I mean, how long has it been since we 've known ? And we 've known him since September. Is n't that enough fourth dimension for him to trust us ? '' John stormed over to his bed and threw himself on it.

`` Honestly, lav, that 's really not a long time. Sept was n't even six month ago, '' rose 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 recount us, once he realizes he can commit us, '' Rose told him.

`` Well, what more do we have to do ? '' John Lackland huffed.

`` It 's not that simple-minded ! '' Albus shouted, remembering his conversation with Dumbledore. `` Do you know how hard it must be for him ? He 's probably had people abandoning him because of this his unharmed life history ! ``

`` And I suppose you know more than about it than I do ? Last I checked, you were n't a lycanthrope, '' John shouted.

`` Yeah, I do know 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 of Albus, staring at him.

`` Because shimmy '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 restrain a job because no one wanted to hire a werewolf ! So, yeah, I do screw a bit more than you do ! ``

`` mulct, so you know more about it than me, but how do you know that Matt will severalise 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 peach to us about it and we could turn back keeping arcanum ! '' John shouted.

`` Albus, '' Rose 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 hired man up in the air. `` Are we just going to go our whole seven class at Hogwarts pretending we do n't know ? ``

Rose poked Albus more persistently and Albus pushed her hand away again. `` Of course not, because he 'll differentiate us soon ! ``

`` Albus ! '' Rose shouted louder and pointed to the doorway.

Albus turned his head away from John and glanced at the doorway. Matt was standing there, looking tired and run down, with a shocked look on his cheek. He stared at Albus for a few seconds before turning and running back down the stairs.

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A/N : I know it 's inadequate than common, but I wanted the cliffhanger. The next chapter will be quite a bit longer, as I 'm planning on combining two chapters again.

Thanks to my sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight, my former sis, and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart and Moonylupin for their review article !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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Albus turned back to Saint John and they stared at each former. `` How long had he been standing there ? '' Albus asked quietly.

blush wine sighed, `` Since right after you finished talking about Teddy 's dad. ``

`` So he definitely knows we know, '' Albus responded.

`` I 'd say so, '' rosebush agreed.

Albus and John looked at each former again, and with their statement forgotten they both turned and ran out of the dormitory to conform to matt. Albus did n't look back, but the sound of stride told him that pink wine and Amanda were n't far behind. Albus did n't jazz 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 creative thinker. But what 's done is done, and Albus could only desire that lustrelessness was n't too mad at them.

When they reached the common way, it was packed. Albus realized that dueling order practice must feature just let out. He glanced quickly around the way, thinking they 'd never find Matt amongst all the other Gryffindors. John elbowed Albus in the slope and pointed towards the Fat noblewoman 's portrayal. It was opening, and then it closed again, but they did n't see anyone enter or leave. somebody shortstop must give left. Albus knew it was lusterlessness. He motioned for his supporter to keep abreast. They pushed their way through the throngs of former educatee and eventually made it to the portraiture. The group scrambled through the golf hole and landed in the seventh floor corridor.

`` Where is he ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I dunno, '' Albus said, glancing around. Matt was no where in mint. `` I wish we had the Marauder 's Map. ``

`` The what ? '' John asked.

`` The Marauder 's Map. It 's that map of Hogwarts my gramps and his supporter made. Remember ? I told you about it. ``

`` Oh, yeah. ``

`` Well, we do n't have it. But we 'd better get going if we have any Hope of finding him, '' rosebush started running down the corridor.

Albus, John, and Amanda followed Rose down the corridor. After a hour or so, Albus spotted Matt. `` There he is ! '' he whispered to his friends. They continued running and it did n't take long to take in up to Matt. Since it was right after a full moon, mat was going slower than usual.

Albus and his champion stopped a few meters in front end of him. `` Matt ? '' Albus asked tentatively.

flatness turned around and walked slowly towards his friend, past a tapestry of
Barnabas the Barmy trying to teach trolls to dance ballet, and stopped a few groundwork in front of Albus. `` So, you know ? '' he asked in a voice so soft, Albus could hardly hear it. He stared at the ground.

`` Er, yeah, '' Albus answered in an equally lull voice.

matt did n't look up and turned around and paced slowly down the hallway. He seemed to be thinking hard. 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 ally and all of them looked very uncomfortable. They stood completely still, not saying a word, while Matt continued pacing up and down the hallway.

On his thirdly or fourth time returning to Albus, Albus was n't for sure as he had lost tally, Matt finally looked up at him with a scared aspect on his face. matt opened his mouthpiece and was about to say something when he stopped. He turned and looked at the wall facing the tapestry.

Albus turned to see what matte was staring at. When his gaze reached the rampart, his sassing fell unfold. A door was sitting upon the wall, where there had n't been a door before. Albus turned around and looked at rose. Albus had a flavor he knew where the door came from, and Rose 's knowing spirit of awe confirmed it. privy was staring at it as if he had been stupefied. Amanda was blinking and rubbing her eyes, as if the room access was just a figment of her imagination.

Matt 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 threshold unfastened behind him. Once Matt was inside, Albus nodded to his friends and walked inside. St. John, Rose, and Amanda followed.

When Albus got into the room, he gazed around in awe. The entire room was decorated in Gryffindor vermilion and Au. The high ceiling was painted gold and the rampart were covered in scarlet drapery. The story was covered in scarlet and gold patterned carpet. In the rachis of the room was a large hearth discharge with a crackling fire. In front of the fire, were three large comfy looking scarlet armchairs and a big gold couch.

`` What is this shoes ? '' Amanda asked as she walked around the room.

`` I think it 's the room of Requirement, '' Albus told her, `` It 's also called the Come and Go Room. It only appears when you 're in indigence of it. And it changes according to your pauperization. ``

`` Dad 's told me about this before, but he would n't tell me where it was or how to rule it, '' john told them.

`` Same with me, '' Rose said.

`` Me, too, '' Albus replied.

`` It 's unbelievable ! '' Amanda grinned, `` Looks just like the Gryffindor common room. ``

`` Only better, '' toilet responded, `` We can sit near the fire. ``

`` It looks like it was made for us, '' Albus commented.

`` It does, '' pink wine agreed, `` Matt, did you ... request this ? ``

`` Yeah, '' lustrelessness sighed.

`` So, you knew about the Room ? '' lavatory asked.

`` Yes, '' Matt answered, `` Amy told me about it before I came to Hogwarts. She thought, it well, might be utile, for me. '' He sighed, `` Sometimes I come here after I get out of the Hospital Wing, if I want to just be alone and sleep. ``

`` And does it take care like this then ? '' Amanda asked.

`` No, usually it 's got a four-poster bed and the fireplace, and that 's it. ``

`` So, it 'll sacrifice you whatever you ask for ? '' Amanda responded.

`` Er, I think so, within reasonableness, '' mat told her, `` Like, if you wanted a room wide-cut of Galleons, I do n't think it would be able-bodied to do it. And it ca n't give you food. Something about the natural law of August 6 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 Tues and gentlewoman Pomfrey said you 'd get to provide Thursday or today. ``

Matt sighed and slowly walked towards one of the armchairs and sat down in it. Albus followed and sat down on the sofa. rosiness sat down adjacent to him while lavatory and Amanda took the remaining chair. `` Yeah, I was here, '' Matt said quietly after a few moments of silence. `` I was just so wear upon and I could n't face up going to Charms and dealing with Washburn and Malfoy. ``

Albus could empathise that. Looking back on the previous months, he realized that Washburn did incline to address on Matt more right after he got back from the Hospital Wing.

`` You were still tired ? Even after spending three daytime in the Hospital backstage ? Why ? '' whoremaster asked while he pulled a Chocolate 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 silence for a few moments. John the Evangelist pulled out a few more than batrachian and offered them around. Albus, rose 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, '' Matt broke the silence, `` Do n't order anyone. ``

Albus stared at him. `` Of course we wo n't, '' he said solemnly. John, pink wine, and Amanda nodded their heads in agreement.

`` Thanks, '' lusterlessness whispered, and got up from his chair.

`` Where are you going ? '' Albus asked.

`` I dunno. I just figured you would n't require to hang out with me anymore, '' matt looked nervously at Albus.

`` What ? ! '' Albus shouted, `` Of grade we still want to attend out with you ! ``

`` Really ? '' mat asked, while a grinning slowly crept up on his face.

`` Definitely ! '' John assured him.

`` Of course, '' Amanda smiled.

`` We wo n't vacate you, '' rosebush said adamantly.

Matt visibly relaxed and sat back down in his chairperson. `` I guess I just thought that you would n't. Since, well, everyone I 've ever been friend with stopped talking to me once they found out. ``

`` That wo n't happen with us, '' Albus assured him.

`` But does n't it scare you, just a bit ? '' mat asked tentatively.

`` Nope, '' Albus replied, grinning. He glanced at rose wine, who grinned back.

`` What 's so peculiar ? '' lustrelessness looked from Albus to Rose.

`` Did Professor Kendrick William Tell you that you are n't the first werewolf to attend Hogwarts ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yeah ... '' matte responded warily, `` He said there was one other, a couple decade ago. ``

`` And I 'm guessing he never told you who that was ? '' Rose replied.

`` Er, no, he did n't, '' lusterlessness answered, `` But Amy told me that Teddy 's dad was a werewolf and he went here, so I assumed it was him. ``

`` Exactly, '' Albus grinned, `` And my dad 's shift 's godfather. ``

`` Really ? '' flatness asked.

`` Yup, '' Rose said. `` I 'll let Albus order you the residuum. ``

`` You mean, there 's to a greater extent ? '' matte stared in awe at Albus.

`` Yup, you want to know why my dad 's Teddy 's godfather, do n't you ? ``

`` Of course of study ! ``

`` Well, here it goes. My gramps, the one who was killed by Voldemort, went to Hogwarts the same prison term Remus lupin did. Along with Sirius blackness and Peter Pettigrew. They all became pretty goodness acquaintance. Remus Lupin tried to hold the fact that he was a werewolf secret, but eventually, my grandpa, Sothis, and Simon Peter found out. And they did n't abandon him. In fact, they all became illegal animagi and spent the wax moonlight with him. ``

`` Really ? '' lusterlessness glanced around at his friends.

`` Really, '' Albus continued, `` They stayed Quaker right up until Pettigrew betrayed my grandparents. And you know that story. Then, Remus met Nymphadora Tonks, who was somehow related to Sirius, I think she was his full cousin 's girl. Anyway, they got married and had a son, Teddy, right in the peak of Voldemort 's reign. They both were killed in the engagement. But Remus had made my dad Teddy 's godfather, so he 's form of like a brother. So, you can see that no way would I abandon you. ``

`` Wow, '' Matt grinned at Albus, `` But what about the ease of you ? ``

`` Nope, you do n't feature to worry about me, '' pink wine answered, `` Teddy 's like my cousin. ``

`` I 'm not related to any loup-garou, heck, you 're the first one I 've met. But do n't worry. You 're my friend and nothing can change that, '' lav replied.

`` Honestly, it scared me a bit when I first found out, '' Amanda admitted, `` But I 'm Muggle-born, so the only when idea of werewolves I 'd had were in Muggle faggot tales. ``

lusterlessness looked at her and the smile on his face disappeared. He glanced nervously at Albus.

`` But I 'm fine with it now. Rose taught me a lot. I know now that real werewolf are n't anything like the ones in faerie tales. And besides, just because you get furry once a month does n't mean you 're a unlike person the rest of the month. I was friends with you before I knew and I 'll bide friends with you now, '' Amanda assured him.

matte relaxed, `` Thanks, guy wire. I 've never had proficient protagonist. But how long have you known ? ``

`` wellspring, Rose figured it out in November, but we were n't positive until I wound up in the infirmary Wing at the Lapplander fourth dimension as you net month. ``

`` What ? ! '' Matt 's mouth fell heart-to-heart, `` How did that hap ? ``

Albus explained the duel with Quinton Willinson and how he had overheard gentlewoman Pomfrey and the Healer talking early the adjacent morning.

`` Why did n't you tell me you knew ? '' Matt asked quietly.

`` I thought it would be safe for you to state us when you 're ready, but I guess that did n't befall, '' Albus answered.

`` Guess not, but thanks anyway, for the thinking, '' Matt replied. Everyone sat quietly for a few moments, before Albus broke the silence.

`` Could we, er, ask you interrogation 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, '' matte told them.

`` All right, if you 're trusted, '' Albus paused, `` Well, when did it encounter ? ``

Matt took a deep breather. `` When I was five. We were Muggle camping at the prison term. 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 be intimate what Muggles do when they camp, right ? ``

`` That 's when they live in those cramped, flyspeck 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 trick ? '' John 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 for the first time. We did n't use any magic. I do n't remember a whole lot, but I do remember Dad playing with matches trying to get the campfire lit. It took him a half hour. Amy says that after that first campfire, Mum lit all the repose of them.

`` We were going to camp for three nights, I think. The second night was a total moon. It was a blue moon. You know, when there are two moons in a month, they call the indorse one a blue moonshine. They do n't happen often. Only every 2 or 3 years. It was the end of December, remember that the seasons are reverse in Australia, so it was warm. We were all in one collapsible shelter, and in the eye of the night I had to go to the bathroom. There was a tenacious walk to the bathroom, through the woods. I was halfway there when I heard this bass growl. The conclusion thing I remember is a immense creature pouncing on me and a searing painful sensation in my back, and then I blacked out. ``

Albus listened but did n't say anything. He heard Amanda gasped. Albus sort of felt sick to his stomach. Ever since he found out that flatness was a werewolf, he knew he must give been bit, but he never really thought about the point. Now, hearing about it, he felt awful that his friend had been through it.

`` And then what happened ? '' John Lackland whispered.

`` well, my parents told me what happened a while after I woke up. Amy is a really light sleeper and she heard the growling and my scream. 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 bunch of Muggles who had woken up and were running around screaming. They told my parents that a kid was being attacked by a wolf. That kid of trend, 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 magic spell that somehow had great event on the lycanthrope. Then my mum started trying to stun the wolfman, too. After a few while, the werewolf was stunned. ``

`` Muggles saw it ? '' rose asked.

`` Yeah, '' Matt continued, `` My mum sent intelligence to the Ministry and they sent Obliviators and representatives from the Werewolf ascendence Unit. Dad was foreland of that section at the time. None of the Muggles remember anything from it of course, but it was in the paper, so all the thaumaturgist and witches found out about it. But they did n't make out it was me who got attacked. The law prevents the names of underage lycanthrope from being released. ``

`` Wow, '' Albus said, `` I guess that 's honest that no one knew it was you. ``

`` It did n't really help, though, '' mat replied bitterly. `` But there 's more before I get to that. After the Ministry people showed up, my dad Apparated with me to Eastworth, that 's one of the hospital in Australia. I spent nearly a calendar month there. Right up until the following full moonshine. I woke up two workweek after it happened. Spent the next two workweek waiting for all the injuries to heal, but they did n't mend all the way. That took a couple month. Anyway, the first full phase of the moon moon was awful. I hardly remember any of it. Just the pain and illness in the few twenty-four hours before it and the two weeks it took to cure after it. ``

`` But what about the Wolfsbane Potion ? '' rose wine asked tentatively.

matt sighed, `` The thing is, that does n't work for me. The Healers have n't been able to calculate out why yet. I took it during the start few full moons and it had no effect on me at all, so my parents stopped giving it to me. ``

Albus could n't think of what to say. He now knew the story. lusterlessness had told them the hale matter. It seemed care once he started, he just did n't halt. Maybe it felt good to finally enjoin someone 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, lustrelessness ? Why did your family move to here ? '' Albus had the feeling that had something to do with his being a werewolf. lustrelessness had n't mentioned much about moving to England, and when he talked about it on the train, he changed the subject area quickly.

`` Um, well, because of me, '' Matt replied glumly, `` I never told you before, but my parents were really well-known in Australia. Not really far-famed like your family is, Albus, but just form of upper class case. Both of them were. My dad comes from a recollective descent of pure bloods. But not the kinds who despise Muggles and Muggle-borns. They were just always involved in the Ministry and had a burden of gold, that kind of thing.

`` And my mum, her household is really copious. They were always involved in all sorting of celebrity type stuff. They knew all variety of famous the great unwashed and hosted fancy parties and matter like that. Then my mum got her letter telling her she was a witch. My grandparents were horrified and excited at the Same meter. They obviously could n't evidence any of their booster about it, and they had a strong time keeping it a private.

`` My parents met in school day and got married a few years later. Put together, they were the ideal sorcerous dyad. My dad got a job at the Ministry in the Werewolf dominance Unit. Eventually, shortly after I was born, he worked his way up to caput. Then, a few month after I was bitten, he became top dog of the entire section for the controller and Regulation of Magical beast. form of ironic, is n't it ? ``

`` That 's how he knew how to stun the werewolf, '' rosiness commented.

`` Yeah, and it 's a in effect thing he did, '' flatness said, `` Anyway, my family was involved in all sorts of fancy outcome and committees, both magical and Muggle. My parents were living the perfect life history. Then, I got bit. ``

`` And it all had to give up, did n't it ? '' Albus said softly.

`` Yes, and slowly it did. beginning, they stopped doing the Muggle matter. Muggles do n't know lycanthrope are real, so they could n't do much Muggle stuff anymore. The Muggles would ask what was ill-timed 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. So, my parents just told everyone that they were going to relax and bring up their fellowship away from all the fame.

`` The magic stuff was a little more rarify. Everyone who worked in my dad 's office staff knew that I had been bit and they kept it a secret for a long time. For over two year, no one knew it happened. Then, there were more werewolf attacks down there. So people 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 limitation. So, he leaked that I was a werewolf to other parts of the Ministry. Of course, they could n't really give the axe him for me being a werewolf. But right before that happened, the Ministry managed to pass off a law requiring all position of transformation to be separate construction. The department overruled Dad 's veto and the minister signed it into law. Dad refused to comply and got fired for breaking the law. ``

whoremonger let out a low pennywhistle, `` matt, I 'm so gloomy, did you cogitate it was your break ? ``

`` Yeah, I did, actually, '' lustrelessness said darkly, `` Mum and Dad kept telling me it was n't and not to think that way, but I could n't help it.

`` But it was just all downhill from there. My parents had already sent a letter to Amy 's school, the Aussie school day of sorcery, to see if I could still attend. They would n't let me. So they were planning on moving anyway. ``

`` They would n't ? ! '' can shouted, `` But why ? ``

`` Said it was too severe. I was really depressed after that. The transformations got worse. I always held out hope that I 'd be able to go to schooltime. Amy would come place with stories and I looked forward to when I 'd get to go. So, just to look for out the option, my parents sent missive to a few early schools. The Salem Wiccan Institute in Massachusetts, Hogwarts, and the Adirondack academy of Magic in New York State. And a couple others that I do n't remember the name. Hogwarts, Salem, and Adirondack both said I could still attend. Adirondack had never had any werewolves attend, but they said they would crop 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 uncoerced to move so I could go to school day. They were debating which shoal I should go to when they read about a study St. Mungo 's was doing. It would try to see out why Wolfsbane would n't work for some people. That was the make up one's mind factor. They decided on Hogwarts and signed me up for the study. We moved that summertime. ``

Albus sat and thought. He now knew what Dumbledore had meant by 'true repulsion in his past times'. It was n't just being bit by a werewolf and becoming one himself. It was the fact that Matt 's family 's whole life was drastically changed because of what had happened. They moved halfway across the world because of it. `` What about Amy ? She had already been at school in Australia for a few years, '' Albus commented.

`` Yeah, she had. She was 14 when we moved, going into her fourth year. And she was n't too happy about it. I know you guys just see her as a protective older sister, but she was n't always, '' lusterlessness paused, `` She was really upset when my parents told her that we had to move. She did n't want to leave alone her Friend. She blamed me. ``

`` But she 's always looking out for you ! '' blush wine replied, `` I ca n't suppose her being mad at you. ``

`` I know, '' flatness said, `` But it 's dead on target. 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 schooltime. She stayed with them for a few 24-hour interval after the entire moon, too. By the time she got back, I was mostly in effect. ``

`` Oh, '' Rose said, `` But what happened ? ``

`` Well, once we moved, she could n't go stay with my grandparents every full moon anymore. We moved in June, right after the total Sun Myung Moon. There were two to a greater extent good moonshine before she started schooling. Dad still had connector with the Ministry in Australia, so he managed to set up portkeys for her to take to my grandparents'mansion, even after we moved. She was still mad at me when she left for school day and it made me palpate horrible. But after a few hebdomad, 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 moons. Something happened and Dad could n't get portkeys to Australia anymore. By then I 'd been a werewolf for over three age 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 place where I transform when I 'm dwelling. In the dawning, my parents always came and got me really early, so they could need me to my bed and chip in me my potions and hooey. Well, apparently that night Amy had n't slept at all. She told me later that she could n't once she get a line my shriek and howling. She stayed awake all Nox, 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 mind, with broken castanets, and covered in ancestry and cuts. 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 gash. 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 long 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 experimental condition. ``

`` Oh, Matt, '' Rose whispered, `` I 'm so sword lily 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 flop, I 'll exist, '' Matt assured her.

`` I know, it just does n't seem reasonable, '' rose said.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Do you know what happened to the loup-garou that bit you ? ``

`` My dad told me, '' Matt answered, `` He got in a shipment of trouble, because of what did befall and what could have happened. He could have attacked some of the Muggles that were there, instead of me. It was only by prospect that it happened to be me, a wizard, he bit. We were probably the lone wizards anywhere near that campsite, but there were loads of Muggles around. Anyway, he got sentenced to ten class in prison. ``

`` So he 's still there ? '' John the Divine asked.

`` Yup, '' lustrelessness replied. He paused for a few moments, watching his friends. `` So, now you know the whole tale. ``

`` Were you really planning on keeping it a secret the whole time you were at Hogwarts ? '' Albus asked.

`` Er, I 'm not sure. I guess so. That 's what my parents told me to do anyway. They told me not to tell apart anyone, and I did n't want to tell anyone either. I did n't really call back anyone would find out. ``

`` rose wine is pretty bright, though, '' Albus said, `` I would n't have figured it out without her, well, until I wound up in the hospital Wing with you last month. ``

`` I guess I would n't possess been able to go all through school without anyone finding out. ``

`` So who does have a go at it ? '' Albus asked.

`` Hardly anyone. The teachers, 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 other day. ``

`` Oh, yeah, I 'd forgotten about that, '' Matt groaned, `` I 'll have to do it this weekend. Washburn 's been jolly rude, but he 's rude to every Gryffindor. Amy had warned me about that. ``

`` What about over Yuletide vacation, did you really lessen out of a tree, or was that just another cover-up story ? '' Albus asked, suddenly remembering that.

lustrelessness blushed, `` Er, yeah, it was. There was a full moon moon over the holiday. The second one of Dec to be take. It was a gamy synodic month. Only the sec one since the one when I got bit. The first one was when I was 8 and it was awful. Much worse than the regular wide moon. And the one in December was just as fearsome. Plus, I had to transform at my grandparents house. In their Ionic, which my dad sound proofed and strengthened the wall with magic. So, yeah, those trauma were from the broad moon, not falling out of a tree. ``

`` I had a feeling about that, '' Albus commented, `` So, no other student know ? ``

`` Nope, '' matt answered, `` You 're the only ones, besides Amy. She 's not allowed to tell her champion. She has n't even told Victoire. ``

`` Thanks for telling us the altogether story, '' blush wine said.

`` You know, it feels good to finally tell individual. Kind of like I can unwind now. I was always afraid you 'd find out and tell someone and I 'd have to leave. ``

`` We 'd never do that, '' Albus assured him.

`` Thanks, '' flatness smiled.

Just then the room access to the room explosion undefendable and Amy came running in, out of breath. `` 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 able to encounter me, but to hold on everyone else out, '' Matt answered.

`` And it 's a good thing, too ! It 's one-half past midnight ! I was worried puke ! Madam Pomfrey said you left ages ago, but I have n't seen you all day, '' Amy gave him a hug.

`` Ouch ! '' Matt winced.

`` Oh, sorry ! '' Amy released her hairgrip, `` Have you been here all day ? ``

`` Pretty very much. ``

`` You skipped class ? Are you for certain you 're substantially ? '' Amy asked in a disquieted tone.

`` I 'm just tired and I did n't want to face Washburn today. He always calls on me when I 'm tired, he does it on purpose, '' Matt yawned.

`` Oh, he 's such a git, '' Amy replied, `` But are you certainly you 're ok ? I could take you back to the hospital Wing. ``

`` I 'm ticket, honestly, '' Matt said adamantly.

`` How did they get laid how to get in here ? '' Amy glanced around at Albus, John the Divine, Rose, and Amanda, and then leaned over and whispered something in flatness 's ear.

`` It 's all right field, Amy, '' lusterlessness sighed, `` They know. I told them. I told them everything. ``

`` What ? ! '' Amy opened her eyes wide and stared at mat. `` Mum and Dad told you not to ! ``

`` I know, but it 's all right hand. They figured it out month ago and were just waiting until I was ready to tell apart them. ``

`` They 'd break not tell, '' Amy glanced around at Albus and the others.

`` Do n't care, they wo n't, '' Matt assured her, `` Albus 's dad is slip 's godfather. So, they definitely wo n't tell. Albus 's grandpa was really effective admirer with shimmy 's dad. ``

`` I knew that, '' Amy said, `` surmisal I just never really put it together. ``

`` Yup, and you know, I 'm really happy I told them everything. I can unwind a little bit. ``

`` Just be sure no one else finds out, '' Amy warned.

`` I know, I 'll be careful, '' mat said, `` But you know, you could narrate Victoire, if you want. I do n't think she 'd tell apart anyone, do you, Albus ? ``

`` No, she would n't distinguish anyone, '' Albus assured them.

`` Yeah, I know she would n't. I 've been tempted to tell her ever since she told me that her dad was attacked by Fenrir Johnny Reb, '' Amy revealed, `` But Mum and Dad do n't want me to differentiate anyone. ``

`` I know, they did n't require me to tell anyone either, but that did n't work out, '' flatness replied, `` I just wanted you to know that I would n't mind if you told Victoire. ``

`` Ok, I 'll imagine about it. But thanks for telling me that. It 's hard keeping it a secret. Sometimes I just want to utter about it. ``

`` Me, too. That 's why I 'm kinda 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 post them a letter this weekend, '' Matt yawned.

`` You really ought to go to bed, '' Amy suggested.

`` That 'd probably be a good theme, '' Albus agreed, `` Quidditch is tomorrow. ``

`` Oh, yeah, I 'd forgotten ! '' Matt said excitedly.

`` Should be a good game, '' whoremonger commented.

`` Ravenclaw will probably win, '' Amanda predicted.

Albus and his supporter walked back to Gryffindor tower with Amy, and the common room was practically deserted by the time they got back. Victoire was there, along with Samantha Meyers, and a twain early seventh eld who Albus vaguely recognized. Amy bid them goodnight and went to sit with her supporter. When Albus, John, and mat went up to their student residence, Bilius and Ethan were already asleep. Albus climbed into his bed feeling very mental object. He was well-chosen that Matt had finally opened up to them, but still felt a bit worried about what lusterlessness was going through. Albus was also quite thrilled with the idea of having the way of Requirement uncommitted to them. He did n't think he 'd handle to ascertain that until he was a lot older, but now he would be capable to use it during all his years at Hogwarts. With that and the marauder 's Map, if James let him borrow it, Albus and his ally 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 cluster of it, since persona had contradicted my early story. It was originally two chapters, but I combined them to draw up for the final chapter which was quite short-circuit !

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 chronicle that focuses on Albus. The story goes into great detail about why Matt and his family moved to England. It 's done in number 1 somebody, from Amy 's pointedness of view. I have 30 chapters written so far. I hope you 'll all check it out once I post it !

Thanks as usual to my sister and genus Beta, Dancer of Starlight, my early Sister, and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart, Moonylupin, and mamaykay for the follow-up !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter

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Albus woke up late the future morning time, but he was still up before John the Evangelist or Matt were. Bilius and Ethan 's beds were discharge, so they were already up. Albus was surprised that John was n't up yet. He rarely ever missed breakfast, even on the weekends. The Quidditch peer was n't for another two hour, so Albus quietly got dressed and read a bit of his Quidditch in the Twentieth Century Word. He had been reading for a 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 Word, `` Oh, hi rosiness, Amanda. I 've been up for a while, but those two are still at rest. '' He jerked his head towards John and Matt 's beds.

`` I do n't cogitate I 've ever seen toilet miss breakfast before, '' Rose commented while looking at his sleeping form.

`` Me neither. But we did stay up pretty late last-place night, '' Albus said.

`` Yeah. We 've been up for a spell, doing homework, '' rose responded.

`` Still have lots more to do, though, '' Amanda sighed, `` I have n't made much onward motion on my phases of the Sun Myung Moon essay for Astronomy. ``

`` Bet Matt could sustain that done in fifteen instant, '' Albus commented, `` He could probably avail you. ``

`` commodity idea, I 'll ask him after the match, '' Amanda decided, `` We should probably get them up, though. ``

Albus agreed and pulled back the drape on Matt 's bed while Rose and Amanda prodded John awake. Albus looked down at mat, who was sleeping soundly. Albus almost felt bad waking him up, but he knew Matt wanted to watch the match and would be mad if no one woke him up in time. Albus pulled back the cover and gently poked his arm.

`` Wha 's going on ? '' Matt mumbled. He sat up and rubbed his eyes.

`` We almost slept through Quidditch, '' St. John 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 friends to have tiffin before the match. The common excitement that accompanied a Quidditch match was in the air when they walked into the room. Harry had been right when he said that Quidditch would take hoi polloi 's minds off Rita Skeeter 's clause. Albus had n't heard anyone cite it in Clarence Day. It seemed as if everyone had finally forgotten about it.

`` Why ca n't the conditions be like this when we play ? '' Epistle of James groaned as he sat down following to Albus.

The weather was unusually dear. It was still bitterly frigidness, but it was relatively sunny.

`` Well, it does n't matter, because our team can recreate in any weather condition ! '' Samantha Meyers announced. `` The Hufflepuffs on the other manus .... ''

`` They 're dependable 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 degree in their match. Now, if they lose to Hufflepuff in the next compeer, they 'll be out of the running game, '' Samantha explained.

After tiffin, everyone made their way to the Quidditch pitching. Albus and his protagonist managed to get good seats, 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 seeker spent most of the mates hovering above the former players, neither of them managing to see the Snitch. James was sitting a few hind end down from Albus and Albus heard him shouting to the seeker on numerous juncture because he had seen the Snitch. In the end, the Ravenclaw searcher saw it hovering near the Hufflepuff goal Post, caught it, and won the game.

Albus and his booster spent the remainder of the day working on their homework. lusterlessness was able to help Amanda finish her essay, and everyone helped him catch up on all the work he had missed the previous week.

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`` XV minute left ! '' professor Slughorn announced during doubled potions one March afternoon, a few week later. `` Bring a sample distribution of your potion up to my desk for grading and clean up, please ! ``

Albus poured a bit of his boil-cure potion into a vial and took it up to prof Slughorn while King John cleaned out their cauldron.

`` Albus, m'boy ! '' Slughorn grinned at him and took his potion. He held it up to the light and shake off it. `` Near perfect, I think ! Could throw done with a few more hedgehog calamus, but very good.

`` Now, I am planning on having another little confluence this Billy Sunday evening, '' Slughorn went on, as he put Albus 's potion on his desk with the others. `` I was hoping you and young woman Weasley would be able to give ear. ``

Albus inwardly groaned. He did not want to go to another sluggard Club meeting. The thinking of being that close to Quinton Willinson again made him shudder. `` Er, well, actually, I 've got deterrent example with my aunty Hermione every Sunday. Rose does, too. ``

`` Oh, what a pity, '' Slughorn replied, `` Maybe following time, then ? ``

`` Er, maybe, '' Albus shifted nervously. He had no intentions of ever going to another Slug nine confluence. At to the lowest degree not while Willinson was still at Hogwarts.

Albus went back to his board, got his bag, and left the room with his friends. As they walked up the stairs to the Entrance Hall, Albus told them about the Slug Club meeting.

`` You 're not going, are you, Albus ? '' John questioned.

`` Definitely not, '' Albus replied adamantly, `` Plus, I 've got Occlumency that nighttime anyway. ``

`` I 'm sword lily he made the meeting for a Sun, then, '' rosebush commented.

`` Yeah, me too. But he wo n't do it again, though. Now that he knows we have lessons that night. I guess succeeding time I 'll just have to say I 've got too a good deal homework or something, '' Albus said.

`` Or use a Puking troche or fever Fudge or something, '' John suggested.

`` That could exploit, '' Albus replied as they emerged into the entry foyer. They started to cross towards the Great Radclyffe Hall when Albus noticed somebody walking towards them. He grabbed the backs of Rose and Matt 's robes and stopped them.

`` What ? '' flatness turned around and looked quizzically at Albus.

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered, `` semen here. '' Albus lead them over to a broom closet and pulled them inside it.

`` What are we doing in here ? '' trick asked loudly.

`` Shush ! '' Albus said again and opened the door a tornado. `` Look at that man. He 's who I saw arguing with Washburn ! ``

rose wine, John, Matt, and Amanda each took a turn peering out the door to attend at the wizard. `` Are you indisputable ? '' rosiness asked.

`` Positive, '' Albus replied.

`` postponement, you saw him arguing with Washburn ? '' Matt asked.

`` Oh, right, you were in the Hospital fender 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 time for supper ! '' John Lackland whined.

`` Exactly. Which means no one will be around to question what we 're up to, '' Albus reasoned. `` Plus, we 'll get supper after. ``

John Lackland sighed, `` amercement. Where do you think they went ? ``

`` Probably Washburn 's bureau. ``

Rose opened the threshold. `` Let 's go then. ``

Albus followed Rose out the threshold and they crept up the stairs towards Washburn 's office staff, with John, Matt, and Amanda following. The corridors were hollow since everyone was in the Great Hall. They reached the appeal classroom and Albus peeked inside. Washburn and the other whizz were standing near his desk, arguing in hushed voices. Albus motioned for his Quaker to act closer and the five of them huddled near the exposed door, being heedful not to make too practically noise.

`` You have n't done it yet, '' the strange man hissed, `` Why have n't you done it ? ``

`` I 'm sorry ! '' Washburn replied, `` I have n't been able to yet ! ``

`` Well, why not ? It does n't seem that difficult to me. ``

`` It 's surd than you 'd intend ! I do n't know where they are ! '' Washburn answered.

`` I 've told you how to come up out ! ``

`` I know and I 've been trying. I have, really ! '' Washburn moaned.

Albus looked quizzically at his booster. 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.

`` wellspring, hurry up then. Try harder ! '' the strange wizard 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 show very difficult to get. Once we find out where the others are, we 'll do them first. They 're the more important I anyway. So, you must do it soon. Just chance out where they are. I 'll retrieve them. You 've obviously had difficultness with even doing the round-eyed task of finding them, let alone retrieving them, '' the wiz growled.

`` Yes, I know. I will try harder, I will. It 's just ..., '' Washburn trailed off.

`` What ? ! '' the virtuoso demanded.

Albus leaned his principal closer to the door, but Washburn remained silent. 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 teachers ? Very naughty !

`` Peeves ! '' Rose shouted as the poltergeist heaved a water balloon at her point. Peeves cackled and threw another water balloon at Albus.

`` What is going on out here ? ! '' Washburn appeared in the doorway, his voice returning to the usual passion that Albus was used to.

`` Firsties spying on your meeting, prof, Sir ! '' Peeves saluted Washburn and flew down the hallway, laughing hysterically.

`` ceramicist ! '' Washburn spat, glaring at Albus. Albus stood trembling and soaking wet, waiting for whatever was coming future. At the time, spying on Washburn seemed like a great thought. But now that he thought about it, it was inevitable that they would be caught.

The unknown wizard came sauntering out of the room with a self-satisfied look on his boldness. `` I think that concludes our treatment. I shall be speaking with you shortly. '' He walked down the corridor and disappeared around a corner.

Washburn watched him leave and once he was gone, Washburn turned back to Albus. `` Just what, do you lot, suppose you were doing ? '' he seethed.

Albus stood still, but said zip. pink wine, whoremaster, matte, and Amanda remained silent as well. Washburn looked at each of them in turn and returned his regard to Albus. `` 100 head from Gryffindor. And custody, this Monday at 7 pm, all of you. I 'll have you polishing the trophy, '' 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 period would set Gryffindor quite a ways back in the running game for the household Cup.

`` Um, professor, '' Matt whispered, `` Is there any chance we could do it this weekend, maybe, instead of Monday ? ``

Washburn turned to glower at Matt, looking livid. `` NO ! I 've got other hold scheduled for the weekend ! You 'll fit me in the trophy Room at 7 pm on Mon, or I 'll cover you to the headmaster ! '' He gave Matt one more piercing stare and went back into his room, slamming the door behind him.

Albus turned and looked at his friend. They all had shocked expressions on their faces and Matt looked quite concern. Rose 's hair's-breadth was dripping with water.

`` Told you we should sustain gone to supper instead, '' whoremonger commented, as they started walking down the corridor.

`` Shut it, '' Albus replied, `` We may have gotten detention, but we did listen some useful information. ``

`` He 's got a tip, '' rose said, `` Washburn 's definitely up to something. That man wants him to retrieve something out, notice out where something is, and then they 're going to try to slip it. ``

`` I guess, but we do n't even know what they 're trying to chance out. We ca n't really do anything about it, '' St. John the Apostle responded.

`` And Washburn 's even more tempestuous with us, '' Matt 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 detention switched ? That 's not the, you know, is it ? '' Albus asked, not wanting to say 'full lunar month'out loud, in suit anyone was lurking around.

`` No, '' mat whispered, `` But it 's two nights after the detainment, so I 'll already be feeling scurvy. ``

`` Oh, '' Albus said, remembering how tired lusterlessness always was in the days preceding the full phase of the moon lunar month. `` Maybe you could talk to my dad or Professor Longbottom ? They 'd make Washburn flip 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 detentions. You know Washburn would somehow mention it in grade. ``

`` Yeah, he would, '' Albus said darkly.

`` We 'll just smoothen your trophy for you, '' can assured him, `` Just make it reckon like you 're doing something and we 'll cover 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 robe. '' He gave Rose a meaningful glance.

`` I 've got to switch, too, '' Rose told them and gestured to her soaking robes.

`` All right, '' trick said, and started down the stairs with lustrelessness and Amanda.

Albus and Rose set off for Gryffindor tugboat. Once they entered the desert plebeian room, Rose turned to front 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 know where the Hallows are, but I do n't. ``

`` I dunno. I mean, it does fit, but still, Washburn 's a teacher. ``

`` So what ? teacher can be shadow wizards, too. ``

`` I know, but we do n't deliver any proof ! We did n't even hear him say 'Hallows', '' pink wine reasoned.

`` I know, so I do n't cogitate we should tell my dad yet, we ca n't get him in trouble, but it 's a start. And we learned more about the Hallows, '' Albus pointed out, `` They already know where one of them is, but it 's going to be hard to get. Maybe it 's heavily guarded ? ``

`` Probably. Anyway, I think we 'll probably have to take Dumbledore 's advice and talk to John, Matt, and Amanda about it. We 've got to bump 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 wreak back Voldemort ? '' Rose asked quietly.

`` I do n't think so. I mean, he 's drained, right ? So how could he fare back ? Plus, in my dream, the wizard said he was going to bring about Voldemort 's 'ideals'. ``

`` wellspring, his 'ideals'are pretty chilling, '' Rose shuddered, `` And the musical theme of a second Voldemort 's almost as scary as the get-go one. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Which is why we 've got to keep Washburn from getting the Hallows. ``

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word bedspread like wildfire that a group of first years had lost Gryffindor 100 stop in one night. Quite a few sr. educatee were very angry about this, especially since the loss of points placed them below both Slytherin and Hufflepuff in the running for the House Cup. After classes the succeeding day, Albus and his Friend were bombarded by a couple fifth years, including his cousins Georgia and Gabriella, demanding to recognize why the spot were taking away. Albus quickly explained what had happened with Washburn, and silence fell around the commons room. After a few moments, soul started clapping. Soon after, a couple More people joined in and eventually the stallion common elbow room was cheering and slapping Albus and his friends on the back. Albus stared quizzically at everyone, wondering why they were all shouting that he had lost them so many points.

`` Why 's everyone hand clapping ? '' Albus asked James.

St. James the Apostle grinned, `` Because you made Washburn so raging ! Everyone hates him ! No one 's had the nerve to spy on him before. It 's vivid, really. I 've heard people have been trying to get him to quit since he first started teaching when Victoire was a first year. You 've done so a good deal stuff to him this year. beginning you set him on fire- ''

`` That was a complete accident ! ``

`` Energy Department n't matter, the detail is, he 's atrocious to everyone, except the Slytherins. And you 're rebelling against him. Honestly, you 've got more nervus than I thought, '' Epistle of James stared in awe at his brother.

`` Thanks, '' Albus smiled at James. Albus had felt frightful about losing so many points, but if the former Gryffindors were n't going to wish, than maybe it was n't so bad after all.

For the future few years, whenever Albus and his booster were in the unwashed way, the other Gryffindors would ask Albus for help in planning japery to rip on Washburn. Apparently, the other Gryffindors saw Albus 's detection as inspiration to visualize out their own means to tug the Charms professor nutcase. Albus, however, wanted cypher to do with it. He was far too distressed about the musical theme of Washburn and that other hotshot trying to find the Hallows and use them to complete Voldemort 's programme. He spent the weekend trying to do preparation, but always wound up thinking about the Hallows and trying to think of something that was heavily guarded that could be used to gain power.

By the time Monday arrived, Albus had exhausted every possible knock-down object and could n't think of anymore. Monday meant that it was clock time for their detention with Washburn. After dinner, Albus and his admirer walked slowly to the prize room. Albus was not looking forward to being in close neck of the woods with the person who was most belike performing Legilimency on him.

`` Are you all right, Matt ? '' Rose asked, jolting Albus out of his thoughts. He turned around to search at lusterlessness, who was lagging behind the rest of them, even though they were all walking slow.

`` Yeah, '' matte yawned, `` Just tired, no big deal. ``

`` You should go to Madam Pomfrey. She 'll cook Washburn reschedule the detention, '' rose suggested.

`` And have Malfoy find out ? No. Plus, if I do it another fourth dimension, I 'll have to do it alone, '' lusterlessness shuddered at the intellection of being alone with Washburn.

No one said another Holy Writ the rest of the way to the trophy elbow room. When they got there, Washburn was already there, looking murderous, and standing adjacent to a large bucket of cleaning supplies.

`` It 's 7:05. You 're late, '' he growled.

`` Sorry, sir, '' matt mumbled, `` It was my fault. ``

`` I do n't wish who 's fault it was. It just means you 'll be here later, '' Washburn barked, `` You 'll be staying until every one of these trophy is immaculate. No magic, of course. ``

Washburn strode over to a large armchair that was sitting near the door, sat down in it, and started his usual glaring. Albus picked up a bottleful of polish and a rag and wandered over to a trophy for the Gobstones Club. John and flatness started polishing trophies on either face of Albus, while rosiness and Amanda started on the other side of the room. The prize way was quite prominent and Albus guessed it would take them at least two hours, perhaps more, to polish all the trophies and pillow slip. They polished in silence for a half hr, moving along the wall of trophy as they went on. Albus was polishing a Wizard 's chess game backing trophy from 1922 when he felt a keen garget in his slope. He turned to his right and saw privy, who had stopped polishing his prize. `` What ? '' Albus whispered.

lav silently pointed to Albus 's early side and Albus turned to see. matte was standing with his headland slumped up against the prize causa. He was fast asleep. Albus glanced nervously back at bathroom. Albus did n't want to make love what Washburn would do to Matt if he discovered that he was n't awake.

`` lusterlessness, '' Albus prodded his Quaker gently, `` fire up up. ``

Matt groaned a little and lifted his head off the glass. Albus glanced nervously at Washburn. Luckily he was currently pointing out a blot of poop that Rose had missed on a Quidditch prize. Albus poked mat again, a little harder this time.

`` Ouch ! '' Matt winced and opened his eyes. He glanced around with a befuddled feel on his face.

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered. `` You fell asleep. Keep polishing. ``

`` Oh, right, '' Matt 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 Lackland would own to wake Matt up. Matt was not getting a unscathed lot of polishing done, but since he was working right future to Albus and can, Washburn did n't seem to notice.

`` Albus, '' 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 armed service to the school.

John pointed at two names on it, Harry ceramicist and Ron Weasley. `` What did they do ? '' he whispered.

`` Saved my mum from Voldemort and a basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets, '' Albus whispered back. `` And discovered that it was Voldemort attacking students in the number 1 place. He possessed my mum through a diary he wrote when he was 16. ``

King John stared simple at Albus. `` Whoa. I think I remember my parents telling me about that. They were n't in Hogwarts yet when that happened. ``

`` placidity back there, '' Washburn growled.

Matt jerked awake at the phone of Washburn 's phonation. `` Wha 's going on ? '' he said a little too loudly.

`` Oh, come alive up, Eckerton ! It 's only 9 pm ! '' Washburn shouted, `` The Oklahoman you finish, the Sooner you can go to bed. ``

`` Sorry, sir, '' Matt replied and went back to polishing a trophy.

As Albus continued polishing, he thought about the award his dad had gotten all those years ago. He had been a hero every year he had been in school. He still was a submarine sandwich. '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 particular services to the school.

`` Eckerton ! '' Washburn shouted, causing Albus to add up out of his thoughts. `` Why ca n't you stay arouse ? ! Get up ! ``

Albus looked over at Matt. He was slumped yet again on one of the glass display suit, looking very wan. 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 fag. ``

Washburn got up from his chairwoman and started towards toilet. Albus glanced nervously from one to the early. pink wine and Amanda both stopped polishing and were paying stuffy attention. Matt had fallen asleep on the glass again. `` What did you say ? '' Washburn spat once he was within two feet 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 custody ! Just let him sleep and we 'll wind up the cleansing. We 're almost done anyway. ``

Washburn 's face turned a shade of purple that Albus had only seen on his Great-Uncle Vernon. He stepped closer to trick, but Saint John the Apostle did n't look away. `` 50 more pointedness from Gryffindor for talking back. And another detention, I think. Tomorrow night. product line. My position. But just you. Sleeping sweetheart will be even regretful tomorrow and as a good deal as I 'd be intimate to reach more detention to thrower, 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 jounce as he left. He glanced around at John, who was still glaring at the door, his face as red with choler as Rose 's hair. `` C'mon, let 's go, '' he said quietly as he prodded mat awake.

`` Huh ? '' Matt mumbled.

`` custody 's over, '' Albus told him as he walked towards the door.

`` Oh, ok, '' Matt yawned and followed the rest period of them out of the door.

`` He 's kept us past curfew, '' Rose commented as they made their way through the corridors.

`` Figures, '' John grunted.

`` That was brilliant, by the way, '' Albus said.

`` What was glorious ? '' Matt asked.

`` John flipped out on Washburn while you were asleep, '' Albus told him.

`` What did you do ? '' flatness asked toilet in an astonied vocalization. `` Why do I always miss the trade good stuff ? ``

John was still too angry 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 ingest 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 nighttime. And L stop lost, '' whoremaster replied.

`` You are mad, '' Matt said quietly, `` You did n't have to do that. I do n't want you getting in fuss for me. ``

`` Yes, I did, '' Saint John said, `` It 's not fair what he did. He should have made the detainment over the weekend, like you suggested. He 's deliberately trying to run you down. It 's just not fair. ``

`` Yeah, well, animation 's not carnival. I found that out six old age ago, '' matte said bluntly.

`` Yeah, but it does n't have in mind it 's all right for people to treat you like dung, '' John replied softly.

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By the fourth dimension John trudged back into the mutual way after his detention the next Nox, most of the rest of the Gryffindors had gone to bed. There were a few twenty percent years 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 acquaintance had managed to get the honest armchairs near the fervor once the fourth years occupying them had gone to bed. rose wine was reading a book while Albus and Amanda played gobstones. flatness was audio 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 whole time. Had me write'I will prise 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 1st few detentions, '' Albus told him.

`` He 's an immorality git, '' Saint John growled.

`` I know, '' Albus agreed.

`` well, I do n't desire to talk about him anymore. I just spent two hours with him. Anyway, what have you been up to ? '' John asked.

`` Not much. We finished all our preparation a while ago. We 've just been sitting around waiting for you, '' Albus said.

`` When did he come asleep ? '' St. John jerked his head towards Matt.

`` About an hr ago, '' Amanda answered.

John sighed, `` You know, it 's almost like he expects everyone to be rude to him. ``

`` I 'm jolly sure he does, '' Albus whispered.

`` well, it 's probably because most multitude have, '' Rose commented, `` I mean, most hoi polloi are n't exactly nice to, well, people like him. ''

`` I know, but he should n't just have it. I 'm going to stick up for him, '' John said.

`` We will, too, '' Rose agreed, `` But he 's just not used to it. ``

`` I guess, but I 'm not going to let anyone treat him badly. Especially not someone like Washburn, '' bathroom replied.

`` Me neither, '' Albus said.

`` Definitely, '' Amanda replied.

`` We should probably go to bed, '' Albus said after glancing at his watch, `` We 've got Astronomy tomorrow. ``

Amanda groaned, `` Oh, yeah. Should be a low-down Nox. ``

`` Yours wo n't be as miserable as his will be, '' St. John pointed to Matt.

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The adjacent day went by fasting for Albus. appeal was thoroughly miserable for Albus and all his booster. Gospel According to John had made it onto the lean of people Washburn clearly disliked more than than the others. Now, the solely one of Albus 's supporter who was n't, was Amanda. However, Washburn did dislike her more than the early Gryffindors, just because she was protagonist with Albus. Washburn spent the whole class lecturing and shouting at Matt whenever he fell asleep. Albus could recite that John was trying hard to carry himself whenever this happened. It did n't help that Malfoy spent the whole class with a smug spirit on his face, clearly enjoying that Washburn was shouting at Matt every five minutes.

`` Evil git. We ought to sneak a few puking pastille in his pumpkin vine juice, '' John muttered under his breath after Washburn woke Matt up for the fourth time.

`` What did you say, Brickston ? '' Washburn shouted.

`` Nothing, sir, '' John answered.

`` Did n't sound like nothing, '' Washburn growled, `` Ten points from Gryffindor. ``

Matt wound up skipping Potions because he could n't face a second class with Malfoy that day. Malfoy interrogated Albus again as to where matt was, and Albus told him that matt had left after tiffin to visit his disgusted nan.

After dinner party, Albus and his friends decided to see if Matt was in the Room of Requirement. He never showed up at dinner. When they arrived in the way, Amy was already there, trying to heat mat up.

`` Hey, Amy, '' Albus said quietly.

Amy turned around, `` Oh, hi, Albus. ``

`` Are you going to the Hospital Wing now ? '' rosebush asked.

`` Yeah, I 'll see you guys tomorrow, I guess, '' Matt yawned as Amy helped him out of the bed.

`` All right, '' Albus replied.

`` Bye, '' lav, Rose, and Amanda said quietly.

`` Bye, '' Matt winced as he followed his sister out of the room.

Albus and his friend spent the rest of the even in the room, working on their homework. After a few hours, in which Albus managed to get the latest Potions homework done, it was time for Astronomy.

professor Polo announced that they would be finishing their March star charts that night. Albus, can, Rose, and Amanda set up their scope and got to put to work.

`` This is the maiden full moonlight on a Midweek, is n't it ? '' Albus whispered to rose wine after a few minutes.

`` Yeah, I think so, '' Rose said, `` I 'm just glad we do n't have this with the Slytherins.

`` Where 's your friend, Matt ? '' Jackie Pierce, the Hufflepuff on Albus 's early side of meat asked.

`` He 's visiting his sick nanna, '' Albus said automatically.

`` Oh, I hope she 's expert soon, '' Jackie replied.

Albus focused his telescope and marked down a few stars. He moved his telescope and pointed it towards the moonshine. He sighed as he thought about how something as beautiful as the moon could control soul 's lifetime as much as it controlled Matt's.

Albus managed to fetch up his whizz chart just as the social class was ending. John the Evangelist and Rose were able to wind up theirs as well.

`` I hope he does n't need off a wholly lot of distributor point for not getting all the asterisk, '' Amanda sighed as they climbed into the portrait hole.

`` If you only forgot a duad, I do n't think you 'll loose that many points, '' rosebush assured her.

Albus sat down in one of the armchairs in figurehead of the discharge open fireplace. `` Are any of you tired ? ``

John sat down succeeding to Albus, `` No, not really. ``

pink wine and Amanda shook their oral sex and sat down. `` Let 's stay up. We can go see Matt in the morning, '' Rose suggested.

`` commodity idea, '' Albus agreed. The protagonist pass much of the Night playing legion games of chess, Exploding Snap, and Gobstones. Eventually, the sun started to prove and morning came.

`` Should we go, then ? '' John asked once they finished their biz of Exploding Snap.

`` Yeah, it 's probably a salutary time, '' blush wine said. `` But maybe you should go get the map, Albus. I do n't take to running into Filch. ``

Albus agreed and ran up to Saint James 's dormitory. James and the rest of the second year son were all sound asleep. Albus ran to James IV 's proboscis and rummaged around in it until he found the vulture 's Map. He left a quick note to James telling him that he took the map, quickly left the way, and went back to the common room.

Albus spread the map out on the floor and tapped it with his scepter, `` I solemnly swear that I am up to no good. ``

`` Blimey, that is bright !, '' lavatory grinned as the piece of writing appeared on the map. Albus had told his friends 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 office. ``

`` What about Washburn ? '' toilet asked.

`` Hmm, '' Albus looked back at the map.

`` There he is ! '' rose wine pointed at the map, `` He 's in his office, too. ``

`` trade good, '' whoremaster said in a relieved vox, `` Oh, and there 's Madam Pomfrey. She 's walking through the Entrance residence hall. ``

`` Let 's go, then, '' Albus stood up, `` balefulness Managed. '' He stuffed the map into his robe pocket and left the room, with Rose, St. John, and Amanda following.

When they arrived at the Hospital Wing, it was completely deserted. Albus and his ally settled themselves on the bed next to the one matt usually stayed in. The doorway opened a few minutes 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 go night and were n't tired, so we just stayed up and figured we 'd fall see matte, '' Albus told her.

`` Oh, all rightfulness, '' Amy replied. She walked over to the bed where Albus and his friends were sitting and Victoire followed. `` I told her, '' Amy said to Albus, `` about lusterlessness. ``

`` I still ca n't trust you kept this from me all these years, '' Victoire said.

`` You 're not mad, are you ? '' Amy asked quietly.

`` No, of course of study not, '' Victoire assured her and sat down next to rebel on the bed. `` It just must have been so hard to keep that a hugger-mugger. ``

Amy sat down next to Victoire, `` It was. But I did n't really feature a choice. My parents forbid me from telling anyone. ``

`` Well, I 'm glad you told me now. Your parents are n't going to be mad, are they ? ``

`` No, I asked them a couple weeks 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. fountainhead, pink wine put the clues together in November, but we did n't hump for sure until Jan. But we did n't talk to Matt about it until shoemaker's last month, '' Albus responded.

The group sat in silence for a few present moment, before Victoire asked, `` When 's he coming back ? ``

`` Should be any clock time, '' Amy stood up and glanced at the door. `` But just to let you guys know, he 's not going to be in any shape to utter to you. ``

`` We know, we just want to be here for him, '' John the Evangelist replied.

`` I honestly do n't even roll in the hay if he 's going to want you here. He never likes anyone seeing him right after a transformation. ``

`` We do n't deal 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 supporter before. The few acquaintance he had went running in the other focussing once they found out, '' Amy explained.

`` stinkpot, '' bathroom muttered under his breath.

The room access to the hospital annexe opened and Albus looked up. Madam Pomfrey came bustling through while using her wand to float a coping stone through the room access. lustrelessness was laying upon it, covered in a thick greenness cover. Amy immediately rushed over to them. `` How is he ? '' she asked anxiously.

`` Not that bad, actually, '' Madam Pomfrey replied, `` A few broken pearl and a just bit of cuts and bruises, but not as bad as past month. ``

`` Oh, sound, '' Amy replied.

Madam Pomfrey directed the stretcher 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 sure as shooting if they should cause gone to the hospital Wing after all.

`` He knows you know, then ? '' gentlewoman Pomfrey asked.

`` Yeah, and he explained everything last month, '' Albus told her.

`` And you know, too ? '' lady Pomfrey gestured to Victoire.

`` Yes, I do, '' Victoire answered.

Madam Pomfrey smiled, `` Good. It 's about clock time he had some loyal friends. Now, I 've got to bring around him up a bit and then if he 's awake, you can see him. '' She pulled the curtain closed behind her and Amy. A minute later, she came out, went to her office, and came back with numerous potions and patch. Albus watched as she went back through the curtains and listened to the respective healing spells she was performing.

Victoire, Albus, and his friends all sat on the bed, no one saying a Good Book. Albus was still a bit disquieted about matt 's reaction to them being there. He had n't thought about it before, but now he realized that Amy was right and lusterlessness 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 have long to dwell on it, though, because a little while later, Madam Pomfrey and Amy appeared from behind the curtains.

`` He 's awake, '' lady Pomfrey told them, `` You can see him for a few bit, but not very long. He needs rest. ``

Albus glanced at his friends and they stood up. He walked through the curtains, with Rose, can, and Amanda following. flatness was laying on the bed, looking thoroughly woeful. His face was covered in cut and there was a large bruise on his left cheek. Both of his coat of arms were heavily bandaged and he looked very tired.

`` What are you bozo doing here ? '' he asked hoarsely when he saw Albus and the others.

`` We wanted to come see you. Are you all right ? '' Albus asked.

`` I 've been better, '' Matt answered bluntly.

`` I hope you do n't mind that we came, '' Rose said softly.

`` It 's all right, '' lustrelessness sighed, `` I just thought you would n't have wanted to. ``

`` 'Course we do, '' John said, `` You 're our booster. ``

lusterlessness grinned tiredly at them. `` Oh, did you order 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 to the lowest degree, '' Victoire assured him. Matt yawned and smiled at her.

gentlewoman Pomfrey came back with another steaming potion in a goblet. `` fourth dimension for you lot to go, '' she told them, `` He needs to sleep. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus said, `` Bye, Matt. Hope you feel better. ``

`` We 'll come see you this evening, '' pink wine told him.

`` Ok, have fun in class, '' mat yawned. John and Amanda waved as the grouping left. Amy and Victoire followed behind them, whispering to each former.

Albus walked to the Great Hall for breakfast with his booster. He was feeling quite tired after staying up the whole dark. Albus was gladiolus that mat did n't seem to take care them coming to see him so soon after the full moonshine, but he could severalise that Matt still was n't completely comfortable with them knowing his secret. Albus figured that after a couple weeks or so Matt would gradually relax about it. Now, all Albus had to do was decide when to say his friend about the Hallows. He had been putting it off, but decided to require Dumbledore 's advice and see if they knew anything about them. It was the only clue he had, and if he was going to blockade Washburn from getting the Hallows, he he had to use it.
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A/N : Thanks to my sister and genus Beta, Dancer of Starlight, as well as my other sister and my brother. Thanks also to inkheart, Moonylupin, and Mamaykay for their reassessment !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry potter or any of The tale of Beedle the Bard.

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Albus did not sustain a luck to ask King John, lustrelessness, and Amanda about the Hallows until after the Easter holiday. lusterlessness spent the rest of the calendar week in the Hospital Wing, and Albus did n't want to verbalise about the Hallows there. He preferred to do it in individual. The easter holiday began the day after mat left the Hospital annexe. Neither Albus nor his friends stayed at the castling over the holiday. Albus quite enjoyed the break and spent much of it playing Quidditch with St. James the Apostle. rose wine and her kin came to stay for a few Clarence Day, but Albus did n't see the rest of his prolonged family. Albus, Rose, and James did spend a bit of time sneaking around Grimmauld Place, looking for clue that would lead them to finding out what the Hallows were, but they did n't encounter anything useful.

By the time Albus was back at Hogwarts, the snow had melted and it was relatively warm. April was upon them, which meant that the end of term test were only two calendar month away. The instructor made sure to cue them of this during every class. Albus had not thought it possible, but they were being assigned even more preparation than before. Of course, no one was feeling the atmospheric pressure more than the fifth and one-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 common elbow room and library until late at night. A few of them were already cracking under the insistency. Albus was gladiolus that his O.W.L.s were still four years away, but he was not looking forward to them. Even Victoire was becoming queasy about the exams and had started threatening unseasoned students with custody if they were too garish in the uncouth room. Usually Victoire was very level headed and not much bothered her, but she was afraid she would n't have adequate N.E.W.T.s to get her into the Healer program.

`` I am not looking forward to my O.W.L.s, '' John sighed as he watched as a one-fifth class nodded off while reading her notes.

`` Me neither, '' Matt agreed.

`` You 'll be OK if you study, '' blush wine assured them.

`` That 's the piece I 'm not looking forward to, '' John laughed, `` I 'm having enough fuss studying for this year 's test. ``

`` 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 hebdomad 's uranology assignment.

`` Well, it 's not due until day after tomorrow, '' Albus told them.

`` Good thing ! '' whoremaster shouted and threw down his quill, `` I need a break from all this ! ``

`` Shush ! '' Victoire came storming over to their table. She looked very stock. `` This is study meter ! ``

`` Sorry, Victoire, '' Gospel According to John said, `` I 'm just sick of studying. ``

`` Just wait until one-seventh year ... '' 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, '' lustrelessness replied and got up. Albus, Rose, Amanda, and John the Divine all picked up their books and followed matt out of the mutual way. They walked to the way and flatness paced three clip in front of it. The door appeared and they all walked inside. The elbow room looked just as it did when Matt told them about the Night he was bit.

Albus walked inside and sat down on one of the electric chair. His Quaker followed and they all resumed their studying, except for whoremaster, who was wandering around the Room.

`` I 've got to order you guys something, '' Albus said quietly after a few min. Everyone looked up from their Christian Bible and John came over to the fire and sat down on the couch succeeding to Matt.

`` Are you going to tell us where you disappear to with pink wine and your brother ? '' John asked.

`` Er, yeah, you noticed that ? '' Albus asked nervously.

`` Yes, we all did, '' Amanda told him.

`` well, I 'm going to severalise 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 Lackland asked.

`` No, I do n't guess he did, '' Albus replied quietly, `` Over Christmas, Rose, James, and I, and a span of our full cousin, overheard mine and rosiness 's parents whispering about something in the kitchen. They were talking about whether or not to tell apart us something, something they 've been hiding from us. I do n't know what it was. I just heard them say one word, 'Hallows'. James, Rose, and I researched in the library to try and find out what 'Hallows'were. But we did n't find anything. The only thing we had to go on was the fact that I heard the Christian Bible 'Hallows'in those Legilimency dreams I have. Someone wants to find the Hallows and steal them, whatever they are.

`` rosiness came up with the idea that I should talk to Dumbledore 's portrait 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 lodge to get me into the Headmaster 's office so I could tattle to Dumbledore. ``

`` Wait, you did that on purpose ? '' trick asked in awe.

`` Yeah, we did, '' Rose grinned.

`` That 's, that 's brilliant, but stupid ! '' lav laughed.

`` We know, '' Albus said grimly, `` It could have gone a lot worse. Anyway, Dumbledore did know about the Hallows, but he would n't order us about them. He said it was something my dad had to severalize me. But he did afford me a clue. He told me to ask you about them, '' Albus said.

`` He thinks we 'd experience what they are ? '' Amanda asked.

`` well, yeah, that 's what he said. He said to specifically ask John and Matt about them, '' Albus replied.

`` He got that right field, I 've never heard of Hallows before, '' Amanda responded.

`` You have n't heard of them, take you ? '' Albus turned to John and Matt.

whoremaster and mat looked at each other and then glanced at Albus. `` wellspring, I 've never heard of them, '' John said.

`` I have, my dad told me about them once, '' mat commented.

`` You know what they are ? '' Albus asked in electrical shock. He looked at pink wine. She looked as clueless as Albus did.

`` Yeah, I do, '' lusterlessness repeated, `` Have n't you two ever heard The Tales of Beedle the Bard ? ``

`` Of grade, '' Albus nodded.

`` The what ? '' Amanda looked quizzically at Matt.

`` The Tales of Beedle the Bard, '' he repeated, `` A book of Wizard fairy tarradiddle. The Warlock 's Hairy Heart, Babbity Rabbity and Her Cackling tree stump, The adept and the Hopping Pot, The Fountain of Fair Fortune- ''

`` My parents read me those when I was lilliputian. Mum 's actually got the master transcript ! '' Rose interrupted excitedly.

`` Energy she really ? '' lusterlessness stared at her in awe.

`` Yeah, Dumbledore left it to her in his will, '' Rose told him. `` But what do a clump of poove tales have to do with 'Hallows'? ``

`` You did n't let me wind up. There 's one Thomas More. The tarradiddle of the Three crony, '' Matt told them. `` And that has everything to do with the Hallows. ``

Albus and rose glanced at each other. Like Rose, Albus had been read those fairy fib when he was slight, and he remembered The Tale of the tercet crony. He remembered his aunt Hermione reading it to him from the original transcript. He had n't been able to read a word of it, since it was written in rune, but he definitely remembered the story.

`` But I do n't commend anything about any Hallows in that tale, '' Rose commented.

`` You would n't, '' Matt told her, `` The story does n't refer the word Hallows, but the story itself is about the Hallows. ``

`` That does n't work horse sense, '' John announced.

`` Could someone explain this tarradiddle, please ? '' Amanda asked with a look of discombobulation on her face.

`` Sure, '' matte leaned back on the sofa and gazed around the room. `` This would be easier if I had the Word of God. I have n't heard it in ages. '' lustrelessness got up from the couch and walked over to a book ledge that was behind Albus 's chair. `` Perfect ! Here 's one, '' Matt picked a book up off the shelf, walked back over to the couch and sat down.

`` 'There were once three brothers who were traveling along a lonely, winding road at nightfall, '' lusterlessness began. He read the whole storey straight through. It was just as Albus remembered, with no cite of the Word Hallows.

`` 'And then he greeted Death as an old friend, and went with him gladly, and, as equals, they departed this lifespan .''' Matt looked up at Amanda and closed the book. `` That 's the story. ``

Amanda stared at him, `` That 's quite a bit different than Muggle fag tales. Although I 'm still confused. ``

`` So am I. What 's that got anything to do with 'Hallows'? '' Albus asked.

`` Everything, '' Matt sighed, `` Just let me explain it. The Hallows, or the Deathly Hallows as they 're really known as, are the Invisibility Cloak, the Christ's Resurrection Stone, and the Elder Wand. Some citizenry believe that the story William Tell of the creation of the Deathly Hallows, but most people think it 's just a narration.

`` My dad told me about it ages ago. He 's one of the few people who think they actually exist. When he was unseasoned, before he got married, he actually tried to get them. Looked in shipment of playscript 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 start a kinsfolk. They never did find out anything about the Hallows that would tell him where they were. Uncle sea dog kept looking for years 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 objective actually exist ? '' rosiness asked skeptically.

`` I dunno, '' matte replied, `` My dad seems to consider so. And he 's met a few other masses who think so. ``

`` But if they do n't subsist, why would my dad want to keep me from knowing about them ? '' Albus asked quietly. Albus was not sure what to opine about what Matt had said about the Hallows. It was a far-fetched idea, but there was one thing Albus knew might establish their existence. His Church Father 's invisibility Cloak. Albus had not really connected The Tale of the Three Brothers to his dad 's Cloak, but now that he thought about it, the connexion 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 news report, '' John said, `` I mean, there are onus of invisibleness Cloaks out there. One of my uncles used to have got 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 charm or something put on them and it wears off eventually. That must feature been the kind your uncle had, Gospel According to John. But my gramps had that cloak before my dad did, and my dad still has it. It still works as good now as it ever has. ``

`` Whoa, '' Matt stared at Albus with a flicker of fervor in his oculus, `` Then that could be the Cloak from the tale ! ``

`` But what about the former Hallows ? '' pink wine asked. `` I do n't think they exist. ``

`` They might, '' John said, `` I know I 've heard of ace wands being passed from wizard to wizard 100 ago. ``

`` Ok, '' Rose began, `` Say there is a 'super baton'out there, and Uncle Harry 's cloak is 'The Invisibility Cloak'. But how on globe would a 'Resurrection gem'work ? ``

Albus could n't serve that, but he did think that the Deathly Hallows existed. Why else would his dad have kept all this surreptitious ? The Deathly Hallows had something to do with Voldemort 's downfall, and Albus was going to find out what. `` Well, if these three objects are the 'Hallows'that I heard mentioned in my aspiration, than somebody is trying to find them, '' Albus realized.

`` That ca n't be good, '' John said, `` Whoever 's been doing that Legilimency wants to cover what Voldemort was doing, right ? ``

`` right hand, '' Albus confirmed, `` Do you know if anything limited happens if you 've got all three Hallows ? ``

`` Dad said that if one person unites all three, they will be the skipper of demise, '' Matt answered.

`` master key of Death ? '' Albus repeated, `` Well, I can imagine that Voldemort would possess loved to have them, then. Especially that wand. ``

`` That 's a shuddery view, '' Saint John said, `` Voldemort with an unbeatable baton. ``

Albus silently agreed. `` Anyone evil with that scepter would be scary. Remember that prison term we spied on Washburn ? ``

matte shuddered, `` How could I not ? That resulted in one of the spoiled detentions ever. ``

`` I know, and I 'm dark about that, '' Albus said quietly. He still felt a bit guilty about causing all his friends to end up in detainment with Washburn. `` But that strange necromancer was yelling at Washburn because he had n't found out where something was. ``

`` And we did n't even listen what it was he had to rule, '' matte interrupted.

`` But I think I know what it is. I think that Washburn is trying to find out where the Hallows are, '' Albus told them.

`` What ? ! '' John shouted, `` I know he 's horrible, but you think he is trying to connect the Hallows and continue what Voldemort wanted to do ? ``

`` Er, yeah, '' Albus said.

`` I told him it was ridiculous, '' Rose sighed, `` But he still thinks it 's Washburn. ``

`` It makes sense, Rose ! '' Albus shouted.

`` It does fit, but still, he 's a teacher, '' Rose replied.

`` So what ? He makes it discharge that he hates me and James, and you, and lusterlessness. He 's been giving mat a hard time since the beginning of the twelvemonth ! And now he hates John, too. ``

`` I know, but maybe he just does n't comparable Gryffindors. He was a Slytherin, you know, '' Rose commented.

`` Yeah, I know that. But what if he hates us because he was on Voldemort 's side of meat ? '' Albus suggested.

`` But do you really think he 'd do this rightfield under your dad 's nose, Albus ? I mean, come on ! Your dad 's headspring 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 ? ``

`` wellspring, I suppose it could be that, but still ... '' whoremaster replied.

`` Ok, so what if it is Washburn ? '' Matt said, `` What do we do about it ? ``

`` I dunno. I do n't think we have sufficiency 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 Invisibility Cloak is, Dad 's got it in his office somewhere, and Washburn probably already knows where that is, if he 's the one doing the Legilimency. ``

`` All right, '' matte replied, `` But this is mad, I never thought I 'd actually encounter out the Hallows existed, let alone know where they are ! Do you imagine you could read me the Cloak sometime ? ``

`` Sure, '' Albus told him, `` But please do n't tell your dad about this. Not yet. I know he 'd want to have it away, but I think you ought to wait until after my dad William Tell me their meaning in the war. ``

`` All right, '' mat sighed, `` I wo n't tell him yet. ``

`` Swear you wo n't ? ``

`` I swear, '' flatness said, `` I 'll keep it secret. I 've got geezerhood 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 limited review !
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Over the following few week, Albus thought a lot about the Hallows. He found it unvoiced to concentrate on his homework, and blush wine would often scold him for not spending enough time studying. He continued having his unknown dreaming almost every night, but he did n't think that Washburn had found out anything new about the Hallows. Washburn continued to shout out at Albus during every Charms class and give him at least a detention a week. With detention, prep, and Occlumency lessons, Albus had hardly any time for anything else. Life at Hogwarts was just as disorderly as ever. Albus did manage to find metre to secernate James about what matte had told him about the Hallows, but Saint James the Apostle did n't birth any thought as to where the other Hallows could be either. He did correspond with Albus that it was highly possible that Washburn was the one trying to combine them.

Before Albus knew it, exams were upon them. The night before they began was very tense up. nigh all the Gryffindors were either in the common way, studying, or in the library doing the same. Albus and his friends were studying at a table next to the one Victoire and Amy were at. Both the one-seventh year daughter were extremely nervous, and Victoire insisted on absolute quiet in the plebeian room. Albus did not bear in mind this, because he needed to take anyway. Their first off exam was magical spell, and Albus was particularly skittish about this exam.

`` I 'm not sure I 've passed, '' Albus groaned as he walked out of the room with rosiness, John, lustrelessness, and Amanda after the magical spell exam.

`` I 'm sure I 've failed, '' Matt replied, `` Washburn was breathing down my neck during half of it. ``

`` I hate when teachers do that, '' John said.

`` Me, too, '' Amanda agreed.

`` wellspring, I think I passed, but- '' Rose started.

`` Of course you passed, '' John interrupted, `` You 've been preparing for test since September. ``

Albus thought the residuum of the examination went fairly well. He thought he at least passed Potions. Herbology and papa went extremely well, and Albus thought he got decent marks in Astronomy, Transfiguration, and History of Magic. However, even though examination were over, O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s were still going on, and Victoire was still mandating a quiet common room in the evening. The dark of their last exam, Albus and his acquaintance decided to just go to the room of essential and celebrate.

`` What a relief ! '' John shouted as he flopped down onto the couch, `` No more exams until next year ! ``

`` Yep, a study gratuitous summertime ! '' matt grinned as he pulled a chocolate toad out of his pocket.

`` You 've got homework, you know, '' Rose laughed.

`` I know, but I 'll save it for the live on moment, '' lustrelessness replied, `` So, anyone got plans for the summertime ? ``

`` I 'm going to Irish Republic with my folk, '' Amanda told them, `` For two weeks. I ca n't wait ! ``

`` Are you going on an airplane ? '' John asked, excitedly.

Amanda laughed, `` Yeah. ``

`` Brilliant ! '' lavatory shouted, `` Maybe I can win over my parents to take us on an aeroplane. ``

`` It 's not that great, '' lusterlessness commented. `` Are you doing anything ? ``

`` Erm, not for certain. We usually visit all my first cousin, '' John said.

`` wellspring, you 've all got to get stop at my household, '' Albus told them. `` rosiness 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 said. `` So we always have a company together. But usually it 's just our house. And our parents'supporter and their kids. ``

`` 'Course I 'll come ! '' john smiled, `` I want to see your house and the tunnel. ``

`` My parents should let me come up. We 're not going to Ireland until the middle of August, '' Amanda answered, `` As long as they meet your parents first. ``

`` They can forgather at King 's Cross, '' Rose replied.

`` Can you come, lusterlessness ? '' Albus asked.

`` Er, I dunno, '' lustrelessness said slowly, `` My parents have never let me bide over at someone 's house before. Not that anyone would has ever wanted me to stay over at their theatre before. Do you know when it will be ? ``

Albus looked at Rose, who shrugged. `` I 'm not sure. I do n't opine our parents have planned it yet. But we 'll establish sure it 's not around the entire Moon. ``

`` Then I might be able to go, '' mat smiled.

`` Great ! '' Albus said, `` We 'll take in lading of fun ! We can play Quidditch. ``

`` I ca n't believe this class is almost over, '' rose wine began.

`` Yeah, I mean, a year ago, I did n't even get laid I was a beldame, '' Amanda laughed, `` Going to be strange to go back habitation. ``

`` And finale year, I never even knew about the Hallows, and now Washburn 's trying to steal them, '' Albus said quietly.

`` wellspring, at least over the summer you wo n't be anywhere near Washburn, '' Rose said, `` And maybe Uncle Harry will tell us the whole story. ``

`` And then you can severalize it to us ! '' john replied. `` And to continue on topic, this time finis yr, I was about the same as I am now. '' Everyone laughed.

`` wellspring, this prison term death class, I did n't have any supporter, '' Matt said quietly.

`` But you do now, '' John pointed out.

Matt grinned, `` Yeah, I do. Never thought I would, though. It 's been a dandy year. ``

`` I have n't showed you the marauder 's Map, have I ? '' Albus asked Matt.

`` No, I do n't imagine so, '' Matt answered.

`` It 's superb, '' whoremaster grinned, `` Saw it a couple 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 King James yet ? '' pink wine 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 chair and set the Map down on the table.

`` smell just like a regular patch of parchment, '' mat commented.

`` That 's what 's so great about it ! '' Albus grinned, `` Anyway, this is the map that my grandfather, Simon Peter Pettigrew, Sothis Black, and of track, Teddy 's dad made, when they were at Hogwarts. ``

`` Yeah, I remember you telling me that, '' Matt replied.

`` Here it is, '' Albus tapped his scepter on the parchment and said, `` I solemnly swear that I am up to no good. ``

Ink spread across the map while Matt stared in awe at it. `` That 's brainy ! '' He stared at the map and all the labeled dots milling around it. His eyes stopped on the Whomping willow. `` This shows the passageway to the Shrieking hovel ? '' he asked nervously.

`` Sure does, '' Albus said, `` It shows all the passageways out of the school day. But do n't worry, hardly anyone knows about the Map. Just us, James River, my parents, Rose 's parents, my Uncle George, and probably some of my cousins. But none of them, except my parents and Rose 's parents, know how to get in the burrow. ``

`` Do you know how to get into the burrow ? '' Matt asked.

`` Nope, '' Albus answered. Harry had told him all about the passageway, but had n't told him how to get into them. Harry had told Albus that he did n't need to ruin all the fun of discovering thing for himself.

`` Good, '' Matt breathed a suspiration of relief and went back to inspecting the map. `` Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, '' he murmured. `` Are those, their nicknames ? ``

`` Yup, '' Albus confirmed, `` Moony was- ''

`` Teddy 's dad, I figured that one out, '' Matt said, `` But what about the others ? ``

`` Wormtail was Pettigrew, he was a rat in more path than one, '' Albus said grimly, `` And Padfoot was Canicula, because he was a big shaggy dog. And Prongs was my grandpa because he was a stag. ``

`` Wow, '' Matt said softly, `` This is bewilder. ``

`` See ? '' Albus began, `` Moony had awesome friends, well nearly 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, '' whoremonger agreed.

flatness smiled at them, `` Thanks, guys. I know you wo n't, now. ``

The group quietly watched the map for a few minutes, noting that all the fifth and seventh long time were still cooped up in the program library, studying for their examination. `` Who 's that ? '' Albus pointed to a dot that was lingering near the forest.

blush wine leaned in closer and read, `` Jarett Willinson. Never heard of him. ``

`` Willinson. Do you think he 's related to Quinton Willinson ? '' Albus asked.

`` Probably, '' John the Divine said, `` But Quinton does n't consume any sibling at shoal. ``

`` What 's that bloke doing here, then ? '' Albus wondered.

`` Look ! '' lustrelessness pointed at a dot that was traveling from the castle 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, '' lusterlessness answered.

`` What if they 're going to try and find the Hallows ? '' Albus asked. `` We should go see what they 're up to. ``

`` What ? ! '' mat shouted, `` Last time we went to see what Washburn was up to, we wound up in custody. ``

`` But what if he is trying to steal the Hallows ? If he is, then we wo n't get in problem from him. He 'll get fired, '' Albus pointed out.

Matt 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 ! '' lav grinned. He was clearly excited about spying on Washburn again.

Albus and his friends left the room and set off towards the figurehead doors. They saw hardly anyone on their way down the stairs. Peeves was lurking on the mo flooring corridor, but luckily he did n't notice the first 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 wipe it clean before we meet up with them, '' Rose suggested.

`` good melodic theme, '' Albus agreed, `` mischief-making managed. ``

Albus walked slowly towards the sharpness of the timber, where he could just make out two draped chassis. The sun was setting and it was nearly dark. Once Albus was a couple feet away from the two sorcerer, he recognized who Jarret Willinson was, and stopped abruptly.

`` Ouch ! '' Amanda shouted as she ran into Albus.

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered, and he pulled his Quaker behind a tree.

`` What is it ? '' Rose asked.

`` That wizard ! Jarett Willinson ! He 's the bloke that was arguing with Washburn when we spied on him ! And the clock time I had detention and they argued in Washburn 's field. I 'm trusted of it. ``

`` That means- '' Rose replied.

`` That they 're going after the Hallows. Remember, when we spied on them, that Jarett Willinson told Washburn that he would come and they would steal the Hallows together, '' Albus said.

`` We 've got to check them, '' John replied.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Let 's go. '' Albus walked out from behind the tree, with his friend following. They slowly approached Washburn and Jarett Willinson. They were soon close decent to get a line what the two necromancer were saying.

`` You 've discovered the location of one of the Hallows ? '' Jarett asked.

`` I believe so. Potter finally cracked. I 'd pick up that his Occlumency skills were abyssal, but I did n't opine it would take me this long. The two Thomas Kyd do n't fuck a affair about the Hallows, '' Washburn stated.

Jarett laughed, `` They will soon. Which one did you discover ? ``

`` The Resurrection Oliver Stone, '' Washburn said.

`` Perfect. And where is it ? ``

`` In here, '' Washburn pointed to the forest. `` But I do n't know where. ``

`` How are we supposed to happen it ? ! '' Jarett shouted angrily.

`` Do n't ask me ! '' Washburn shouted back.

`` It was your job to find out where it is, '' Jarett said icily and took a step closer to Washburn. `` And you have n't found the exact position. ``

`` Sorry, but thrower did n't know either, '' Washburn answered nervously. `` Should n't we just start up searching ? ``

`` We will, but I 've told Quinton he could get along 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 pant. They were going to kill his dad ? But why ? Albus turned around and looked at his admirer. They were all standing stock still and wearing looks of talk fear on their faces.

`` I do n't recollect we 're alone anymore, '' Washburn informed Jarett and a grinning appeared across his face.

Albus turned back around to face the two wizard 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. ceramist, 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 know, what do you think ? '' Jarett replied.

`` Well, ceramicist seems incapable of doing the childlike appeal. The Weasley girl is a correct know-all. Eckerton is gone half the fourth dimension, so I doubt he 's capable of doing much magic. Brickston does n't know when to stay fresh his oral cavity shut. And the other female child does n't seem too lustrous either, '' Washburn said, `` I say we just let them hang up around and if they interfere, I 'll take care of them. '' He stared Albus in the eye, with a look of complete loathing.

`` Very well, '' Jarett agreed, `` You know them break than I do. Now, let 's get back to business. ``

`` rightfulness. Now, why do we give birth to obliterate 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 Elder scepter ! And if we want it, we 've got to pour down him. ``

`` Oh, right field, '' Washburn responded.

Albus watched the two wizards and glanced nervously at his supporter. He had no idea what he was going to do next. Albus had been right, Washburn and this other wizard were after the Hallows. Albus heard footstep behind him and turned around, pulling out his sceptre at the same time.

`` Quinton, '' Jarett said, `` You 're late. ``

`` Sorry, don, '' Quinton mumbled, `` Filch was lurking around. I had to wait for him to result. ``

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.

`` Leave it out, Al, '' a voice said from behind Albus. Albus turned around and saw his dad pulling off the Invisibility Cloak. Albus let out a suspiration of substitute. 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 sister and my comrade, too. And thanks to inkheart, TheNobleHouseofPotter, XDNLxtlz99, drownzer, and Moonylupin for their brushup !

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`` Nice of you to link up us, Potter, '' Jarett stepped towards Harry. `` How did you find us ? ``

Harry drew his wand 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 conceive it matters what he does now, '' Jarett replied icily. `` Once we have the Hallows, we will deliver power you know naught 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 know anything about the Hallows, so it proved pointless. You, however, provided us with a great batch of information. ``

`` No, I have n't told them about the Hallows yet. But I suppose I 'll suffer to after tonight, '' Harry said.

`` I do n't think you 'll birth the chance, thrower, '' Jarett growled.

`` You 've found out where the Hallows are, then ? '' Harry asked.

Washburn nodded, `` The Resurrection Stone is in the forest. I managed to break through your pathetic Occlumency. The invisibility Cloak is in your hand. And you 've got the Elder Wand, we already knew that. ``

Harry held up his baton, `` 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. `` Enough 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 sustain to a lesser extent time in Azkaban. ``

`` I do n't deal about Azkaban ! '' Jarett shouted. `` Crucio ! ``

`` Protego ! '' Harry shouted at the same sentence. A shield formed in front of Harry, protecting him, Albus, and Albus 's booster from Jarett 's spell.

Washburn and Quinton ran from behind Jarett, holding their wands out. Harry stepped towards Jarett and Jarett stepped closemouthed to Harry. Albus watched them, his mettle beating fast. Jarett sent more spells towards Harry, but Harry blocked each of them. Albus smiled a trivial as he saw how much better at dueling his dad was than Jarett.

Jets of wanton flew out of both Harry and Jarett 's wand, lighting up the Nox around them. Harry sent a piece towards Jarett and he flew back and landed on the primer coat. Jarett stumbled back to his feet and sent a stun 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 stunner. The two virtuoso continued dueling, each one sending while and curses towards the former. 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 look to be giving up anytime soon.

`` What do we do ? '' Rose whispered to Albus.

Albus turned away from the duel. `` I dunno ! '' Albus heard footsteps behind him again and turned to see Quinton standing with his verge facing Albus.

`` So, we duel again, Potter, '' Quinton smirked. `` obstructer ! ``

Albus dodged the while easily, but did n't roll in the hay what to do next. He had n't learned many dueling spells yet. He held his wand up higher and watched Quinton.

`` Petrificus Totalus ! '' Quinton shouted. Albus jumped to the incline and dodged the new spell.

`` Ahh ! '' individual screamed behind Albus. He turned around and saw Saint John the Apostle, blush wine, and lustrelessness standing around Amanda, who was laying rigid on the ground. The enchantment meant for Albus had hit Amanda square in the chest.

Quinton laughed. `` One down, four to go ! ``

`` sentinel out ! '' Albus shouted to his friends. They held up their verge and stood next to Albus.

`` Petrificus Totalus ! '' Quinton shouted again. Albus and his friends darted to one side and Quinton 's spell hit a nearby bush.

Albus regained his correspondence and turned to Quinton. He raised his sceptre and shouted, `` Expelliarmus ! ``

Quinton dodged the patch and smirked at Albus, `` Think that 'll work again ? Petrificus Totalus ! ``

Albus and his ally dodged the magic spell yet again. `` Do n't you know any early spells ? '' John laughed.

`` Shut it ! '' Quinton shouted, breathing heavily.

Albus whispered to Rose, `` We 'll all unarm him at once. On the count of three. secern them. '' Albus waited until Rose had passed the Good Book on to whoremonger and flatness and began to count. `` One ... ''

`` What are you doing ? '' Quinton asked nervously.

`` Two ... Three ! '' Albus shouted.

`` Expelliarmus ! '' All four get-go years screamed the spell before Quinton realized what was going on. He was knocked off his fundament and his wand flew out of his mitt and sailed through the air, landing near matte. Matt picked it up and stowed it in his robe.

`` Urgh, '' Quinton picked his head up off the ground.

`` Let me pack it from here, '' Washburn stormed over to where Quinton was laying. `` Pathetic ... ''

Albus 's heart started beating even faster. He had never seen Washburn duel before. It would surely be a all lot harder 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 find out what I was doing. sentiment that it was a serious estimation to meddle in my business ? ``

`` Er, '' Albus mumbled.

`` Do n't refuse 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 concern ! '' Albus shouted.

`` You could see it that way, if you 'd care. But if it 's your line, and you get in the way, we 'll vote down you, too, '' Washburn growled at Albus.

Albus 's stomach churned with fright and he looked over to where Harry was dueling Jarett. Harry had just sent a go at Jarett that had completely knocked him off his ft. 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 spell in between where Albus and Washburn were standing. `` You 'll regret it ! ``

`` I do n't think I will, Potter ! '' Washburn shouted back, aimed his scepter at Harry, and sent a silent condemnation towards him. Harry easily dodged it.

`` Crucio ! '' Jarett had regained his balance and was pointing his wand at Harry. Harry turned back and ran out of the way of the unforgivable curse just in time. He returned to his duel with Jarett, sending more jet-propelled plane of light at him.

`` Are you demise feeder ? '' can asked once Washburn returned his gaze to the radical of world-class years.

Washburn smirked at John. `` You still have n't learned to close your mouth, have you ? No, we 're not Death Eaters. Although Jarett 's father 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, '' Saint John the Apostle replied.

Washburn stepped penny-pinching to privy, `` Maybe I like to drag it out. But decent of that. Potter ! '' He looked at Albus and pointed his wand at Albus 's chest. `` I do n't suppose you know if your don has any extra wands laying around ? One that might be the Elder sceptre ? ``

`` I dunno, '' Albus whispered, `` I do n't think so. ``

`` 'Course not, '' Washburn growled, `` And you probably would n't secern me if you did. ``

`` Do n't believe so, '' Albus said.

`` Now, I think you four would be a whole lot promiscuous to take with if you did n't have your wands, '' Washburn seethed. `` Expelliarmus ! '' he pointed his wand at lusterlessness. Harry 's buckler charm had worn off and disappeared moment before.

Albus looked over to where matt was. Matt collapsed to the undercoat when the trance hit his chest, and his wand and Willinson 's baton flew through the air, landing following 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 flatness was knocked out frigid. `` What did you do to him ? ! ``

Washburn deflected the spell and picked up the two scepter. `` I just disarmed him, that usually does n't rap you out unless there are multiple people casting it. Always knew he was imperfect, '' Washburn sneered.

`` Shut it ! '' Saint John shouted as he bent down to try and wake up lustrelessness up, `` Why do n't you ever leave him alone ? ! ``

`` Ahh, looks like you 'll be next, '' Washburn pointed his wand at John, `` Expelliarmus ! '' trick 's wand sailed out of his hand and Washburn caught it. `` Now for the Weasley little girl. Expelliarmus ! '' Rose 's baton left her hand and landed in between Washburn and Albus.

Albus ran forward to pick up Rose 's verge. `` I do n't think so, Potter, '' Washburn reached the wand first and picked it up. `` You 're future. Expelliarmus ! ``

Albus felt his sceptre leave his hand and saw Washburn catch it. He glanced nervously at his friends. They were n't doing too well. No scepter, and two of them were unconscious. Albus looked at Washburn, who had started pacing in a roach around them.

`` Defenseless educatee, '' he smirked, `` I think you 'll be much more bequeath to do what I say now. Time to go into the forest, we 're going on a slight scavenger hunt. ``

`` No, '' Albus told him, `` We 're not. ``

`` You 're not in a position to negociate, Potter. You 'll avail me find the Christ's Resurrection Stone, '' Washburn barked, `` Now, follow me ! '' Washburn started to walk towards the forest, but Albus did not follow. `` Let 's go, Potter ! ``

`` We 're not going, '' Rose said, crossing her arms across her chest.

`` You 'll regret that, '' Washburn said icily. He walked back to where Albus, Rose, and John were standing. `` Crucio ! '' he shouted at Rose.

Rose screamed and jumped to the side, just missing the curse. Washburn started sending cuss towards all three of them. Albus jumped behind a Tree to avoid a jinx that wound up hitting the tree diagram. 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 and saw John running towards them. Washburn pointed his wand at John 's binding and hit him with a misstep hex. privy fell forward and he landed on the ground with a sickening crunch. `` Saint John ! '' Albus shouted and ran out from behind the tree.

`` Just you and the Weasley girlfriend now, potter, '' Washburn growled. `` Sectumsempra ! '' he shouted at Rose.

`` No ! '' Albus shouted as the curse hit one of her arms. She sank down onto the dry land, screaming in hurting. Albus could see blood 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 unfit off, he was leaning against a tree, 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 yell. `` Expelliarmus ! '' he shouted at Washburn, and all five wands the Charms instructor was holding sailed out of his hands. Washburn turned away from blush wine and looked at Harry. `` Do n't go near my niece, '' Harry growled at Washburn.

`` Let 's go, '' Washburn lifted Quinton onto his foot, `` You all right ? ``

`` amercement, '' Quinton grunted. The two of them took one looking at 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 gown and revealed a nasty cut on his leg, `` Took all my potency to get over here and save you. '' Harry sank down onto the ground, breathing heavily. `` Are you all right ? ``

`` Yeah, I 'm finely, '' Albus sat down next to his dad and leaned up against him. `` But I want to eff the whole story about the Hallows. ``

`` I know, and I will tell you, '' Harry sighed, `` After we get back to the castling. ``

`` 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 rook now ? '' she asked quietly. Her voice was shaking. She was holding one of her hands down over her arm, stopping the bleeding that Washburn 's curse had caused.

`` I think that would be a good idea, '' 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 nasty duel, '' Harry answered, and went on to explicate the entire evening.

Neville shook his head, `` Blimey, Washburn 's always been a piffling cold, but I 'd never feature expected that. What was he after ? ``

`` I 'll excuse that later, '' Harry said, while trying to stand up, `` But right now we 've got to get back to the castling. ``

`` Right, '' Neville agreed, `` yield 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 John was laying. Neville conjured a stretcher and with a picture show of his wand, John was laying upon it. He did the same with flatness and Amanda. `` What happened to them ? '' Harry asked quietly.

`` John got hit by a slip jinx and hit his head on a careen, Amanda got a full-body-bind execration, and Matt just got hit by Expelliarmus, '' Albus explained.

`` That 's nothing Madam Pomfrey ca n't fix, then, '' Harry replied. `` Let 's go. ``

The group slowly made their way back to the castle. It took them quite a while. Albus was fine, except for a few cuts and being completely worn out. The haemorrhage on rose wine 's arm seemed to have slowed down, but it would need to be magically healed or else it would surely open up again. Harry was walking quite slowly, and Albus could tell by the way he winced every fourth dimension they went up the stair, that he was in a great deal of painfulness. 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 make out in, she immediately descended upon them.

`` There you are, Harry ! '' the nurse shouted, `` I 've been trying to contact you all evening. Saint James the Apostle got into a foul affaire d'honneur with a couple Slytherins and he 's been unconscious mind 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 grouping and her backtalk fell capable. `` What in the gens of Falco columbarius happened to you lot ? ''

`` Quinton Willinson 's father, Jarett Willinson, tried to kill me, '' Harry said simply. `` Had quite the duel with him down near the forest. Him, along with Quinton, plus prof Washburn. ``

dame Pomfrey 's eye became large with seismic disturbance. `` Professor Washburn ? And where are they now ? '' she asked quietly.

`` They took off, disapparated once they left the ground, '' Harry told her, `` I could n't enamor them with this nasty cut on my leg. ``

`` Well, come on, then, '' the nursemaid said, `` Harry, you go in bed one, since it 's closest. Albus, bed two, and rose, 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 have it off four, five, and seven, since James is in bed six. ``

Neville nodded and directed the stretcher to the empty seam. Albus walked over to the secondment bed and lay down. He stared at the roof, thinking about what had happened. Washburn thought Harry had the senior sceptre, 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 secernate Albus everything. It was only a matter of clip before Albus knew the completely write up about the Hallows.

Madam Pomfrey came bustling over to Albus 's bed. `` Here, drink in this, '' she handed him a potion. `` Dreamless slumber. '' lady Pomfrey turned away from Albus and strode across the elbow room to one of her cabinets. She rummaged around inside. `` All the Potters in the Hospital backstage at once, it was bound to chance sooner or later ... '' she muttered.

Albus gratefully took the potion, and a few bit later, he fell into a restful sleep.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight and my early 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 's bed ; she was still asleep.

madam Pomfrey came out from behind the pall around one of the bed. She walked over to Albus once she noticed he was awake. `` How are you, dear ? ``

`` I 'm okay, '' Albus told her, while trying to glint at the other layer, to see how everyone else was.

`` Are you sure ? '' Madam Pomfrey asked, `` Nothing hurts ? ``

`` No, I 'm fine, '' Albus answered truthfully, `` But what about everyone else ? Where 's my dad ? ``

`` They 're all amercement, too, '' brothel keeper Pomfrey assured him, `` They 're asleep. And your dad left a few hours ago. He had to take care of some affair at the Ministry. He said he 'd be back later. Now, do you require something to eat ? ``

`` Sure, '' Albus said, suddenly realizing how hungry he was. madam Pomfrey left the room for a few minute of arc and came back with a tray filled with sandwiches and pumpkin juice. She set it down on Albus 's bedside table and Albus started eating. rose wine and James woke up a few minutes later, and they joined Albus in his lunch. King James I immediately asked them what had happened last Nox. Albus and Rose explained the whole thing.

`` Blimey, '' James said quietly, once they had finished, `` I always knew Washburn was evil. ``

`` Explains why he hates us so often, '' Albus replied, `` We knew nothing about the Hallows, and he thought he 'd be able to recover out where they were by reading our judgement. ``

`` surmise so, '' James agreed. `` So, Dad said he 'd say us about the Hallows ? ``

`` Yeah, he did, '' Albus told him, `` I guess he will when he gets back from the Ministry. ``

John the Divine, Matt, and Amanda woke up an hour later, and Albus and Rose told them the rest of what had happened the previous nighttime. They were all felicitous 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 sure that, somehow, the rest of the schooling already knew what had happened the night before. They had no mind what Washburn, Quinton, and Jarett were after, but they knew about the duel that had taken place on the grounds. dame Pomfrey spent a lot of clock time keeping curious students out of the infirmary flank, and eventually she locked the doorway. Victoire and Amy were the first I to visit Albus and the others in the infirmary extension, followed by the rest of Albus 's cousin. They all wanted to do it what went on, and Albus told them most of the story. He left out the part about the Hallows, since none of Albus 's first cousin knew about them. Amanda, John, and Matt 's parents showed up for a few hours each and were all relieved that their kidskin were ok.

Once evening arrived, Madam Pomfrey made all of Albus 's full cousin and Amy leave, and she gave Albus and the others a large platter of food for their dinner. After they finished eating, Albus heard somebody trying to get into the room.

`` Bloody hell, I think she locked it ! '' a spokesperson shouted out.

`` Oh, Ron, honestly. Just knock, '' a female vocalization said. Albus heard a meretricious knock, and lady Pomfrey came running out of her situation. She flung the door spread and Ron and Hermione came running in. `` Rose ! '' Hermione shouted and descended upon her daughter. She wrapped pink wine in a big hug. `` Are you all right ? ``

`` Yes, Mum, '' Rose hugged Hermione back. Ron sat down on the bed and wrapped his arms around blush wine 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 room access 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, '' Madam Pomfrey scolded.

`` Did n't have got much of a selection. I had to alert the Ministry. I 've got Aurors looking for Washburn and both Willinsons rightfulness now, '' Harry explained.

`` trade good, '' Madam Pomfrey handed Harry a chalice of potion, `` Drink that. ''

Harry took the potion and downed it in one taste. `` Disgusting. ``

`` Dad ? '' Albus asked tentatively, `` Are you going to separate us about the Hallows now ? ``

Harry sighed, `` I suppose. ``

`` You 've got to let Saint John the Apostle, lustrelessness, and Amanda listen to, '' Albus insisted.

`` I know, they 've got to do it what happened, too, '' Harry agreed, `` We just need some shoes private. ``

`` How about the Room of demand ? '' Albus suggested.

`` You 've found that already ? '' Harry grinned.

`` wellspring, Matt showed it to us, '' Albus explained.

`` Oh, '' Harry replied, `` Well, that would be the consummate place. '' Harry stood up. `` Poppy, I 've got a bit of explaining to do to the tyke. ``

`` Ca n't you do it here ? '' gentlewoman Pomfrey asked, `` It really would be better for them all to stay put here a while longer. ``

`` I promise we 'll all get along back once I 'm done, '' Harry said.

`` Really, Harry, they need rest ! '' lady Pomfrey insisted.

`` I owe them an explanation, Poppy, '' Harry said quietly.

`` Oh, amercement ! '' lady Pomfrey threw her paw up in disgust, `` But do n't bear them out too long. ``

Harry grinned. Albus got up out of the bed. James, Rose, John, mat, and Amanda all got up as well. They followed Harry, Ron, and Hermione to the door.

`` I 'm getting too old for this, '' dame Pomfrey muttered as they left.

`` You 're not leaving, are you ? '' matt asked nervously.

Madam Pomfrey smiled, `` Of course not, lamb. Do n't you worry. ``

The grouping made their way slowly to the seventh flooring. Once they reached the portrait of Barnabas the Barmy, Harry started pacing. After a few bit, a threshold appeared where it had n't been previously. Harry opened it and everyone followed him inside. The elbow room looked a lot like it did when Matt asked for it. The only detectable remainder was that this time there were more armchairs and another couch.

Harry sat down on one of the lounge. Albus and James sat on either side of him. Ron, Hermione, and Rose took the other frame, while John, matt, and Amanda took the death chair.

`` Dad, '' Albus began, `` We already know about the Hallows. ``

`` You do ? '' Harry asked.

`` Er, yeah, we know about the connective to the Tale of the Three comrade, and we know that the Deathly Hallows are the Elder Wand, Resurrection Harlan Fisk Stone, and the invisibility Cloak. We just do n't experience why you 've kept it a clandestine. ``

Harry sighed, `` How long have you known ? ``

`` A few months now. Since Apr. Matt told us about them. ``

`` Really ? '' Harry looked at Matt, `` You knew about them ? ``

`` Yeah, my dad told me, '' Matt answered, `` But I was n't indisputable if I believed they existed or not, until Albus told me about the Cloak. ``

`` Not many citizenry think they 're very, '' Harry replied, `` I first heard the taradiddle of the Three brother 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 pilot copy of The Tales of Beedle the Bard, written completely in ancient rune. Ron got the Deluminator, and I got the maiden sneak I ever caught.

`` Hermione decoded the runic letter and noticed a symbol in a drawing that went with the taradiddle of the Three Brothers. '' Harry pulled a spell of lambskin and a quill out of his air pocket. He drew a triangle, with a circle inside it, and a line connecting the top of the triangle to the seat. `` This was the symbol. We recognized it because at Bill and Fleur 's wedding, Xenophilius Lovegood was wearing it on his robes. Viktor Krum approached him about it because this symbol is also Grindelwald 's symbol. ``

`` Grindelwald, that evil champion Dumbledore defeated ? '' Matt asked.

`` Yes, '' Harry continued, `` But at one power point, Dumbledore and Grindelwald were friends- ''

`` What ? ! '' Matt shouted.

`` They were, '' Harry said. Albus already knew this office of the story, but it must sustain 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 symbolization of the Hallows. The Triangulum is the Cloak, the Mexican valium, the Stone, and the blood, the senior Wand. Grindelwald and Dumbledore 's friendship fell apart after Dumbledore 's sister was killed. Eventually, Dumbledore had to face Grindelwald and defeat him. Grindelwald had the Elder Wand, and when Dumbledore defeated him, the scepter changed its allegiance, and Dumbledore became the new master. ``

`` Dumbledore had the Elder verge ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, he did, '' Harry said, `` Now, after Hermione decoded the story, we went to see Xenophilius Lovegood, and he explained the Hallows to us. We were skeptical, but we knew that the Cloak existed. You may possess already guessed this, but Voldemort found out about the Elder Wand and he wanted to get it, because he believed it would enable him to vote out me. That is why he wanted someone to kill Dumbledore. However, before Snape killed Dumbledore, Draco Malfoy disarmed him. The Wand changed fealty once again. You see, the elderberry bush baton does n't change allegiance when a superstar kills the wizard it belongs to. That whiz just needs to be defeated. Defeat does n't always compeer death. Since Snape killed Dumbledore, Voldemort assumed that the sceptre had shifted its allegiance to Snape, but in actuality, it belonged to Draco.

`` When we got captured and taken to the Malfoy Manor, I disarmed Draco. I defeated him. Even though he did not feature the senior sceptre in his possession at the clock time, it was still his scepter. But when I disarmed him, it became mine. The Elder wand had been buried with Dumbledore, but Voldemort stole it. Voldemort assumed that the wand had allegiance to Snape, so Voldemort used his snake to obliterate Snape.

`` After Snape died, I viewed his remembering in the Pensieve, and found out that I was a Horcrux and I would give to die in club for Voldemort to die. As I was walking into the forest, I tried once again to open the Snitch that had failed to open earlier in the year. It opened, and inside was the resurrection stone. In the woodland, Voldemort tried once again to kill me, but he only succeeded in killing the Horcrux inside me. When I came back, Voldemort and I had one terminal duel. He had the elderberry bush sceptre, but it 's allegiance belonged to me. He tried to kill me with a baton that was mine. A baton will not form properly against its rightful owner. So, when we dueled, Voldemort 's killing whammy bounced off my disarming spell, and hit him. ``

Albus stared at his dad, `` But what about the fact that Voldemort used your bloodline to number back to life ? Is n't that why you survived ? ``

`` That 's constituent of it, Al, '' Harry told him.

Albus did n't have intercourse 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 take in to do with Voldemort 's downfall, a big part.

`` Where 's the Elder scepter now ? '' James River asked, `` Do you have it ? ``

`` No, '' Harry answered, `` That wand is too a lot trouble. It 's back with Dumbledore. And if I die a natural death, it will experience no commitment. ``

`` Oh, '' James River replied, `` Would 've been cool, though, having an unbeatable wand. ``

`` And the Stone ? '' Albus asked, `` Is it really somewhere in the wood ? ``

`` Yes, '' Harry answered, `` And I have no idea where. The only Hallow I 've got is the Invisibility Cloak. ``

`` But you did unite them, the Hallows ? '' Albus asked.

`` For a slight patch, yes, '' Harry said. `` I was the Master of end. ``

`` That 's what Washburn and the Willinsons wanted to do, rectify ? ''

`` 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 completely tarradiddle, but he still had more than query. Had his dad ever used the Resurrection rock ? How did it wind up in the forest ? But Albus decided to ask the question that had been pulling at him since he first heard 'Hallows'mentioned month ago. `` Dad, why did n't you tell us ? ``

Harry sighed, `` It was a mistake not telling you sooner. I want you to know that. I should have told you finally summer, when I told you everything else. But at the same metre, I did n't want you to tell anyone about it. I wanted to wait until you were older and to a greater extent mature. ``

`` So you did n't believe me ? '' Albus asked. He hated it when multitude 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 tell the great unwashed about the Hallows. If give-and-take got out that there is an unvanquishable scepter out there, especially one that is on the Hogwarts footing, the result could be bad. see at what Washburn and the two Willinsons did. And they are just three the great unwashed. envisage if half the school was going after that scepter ? I 'm not saying everyone would want to use the verge for evil, but if a lot of multitude were going after it we could have a disaster on our deal. The idea of office, whether one is going to use it for good or evil, does crazy affair to people. And that is why I did n't evidence you. I did n't want a lot of multitude to know about it. But that did n't work at all. Now, more hoi polloi than just you and James and Rose know about it.

`` Which brings me to my next period, '' Harry said in a more severe tone, `` None of you can severalise anyone anything I have told you tonight. You ca n't tell anyone that the Hallows exist, and that they are all currently residing somewhere in or around Hogwarts. A lot of people know about my Cloak, but without knowledge of the Resurrection Stone or the Elder Wand, they wo n't call back anything of it. ``

`` I ca n't even tell our cousin-german ? '' James I asked.

`` No, I 'm gloomy, but you ca n't, '' Harry replied

`` I wo n't differentiate, '' Albus assured Harry. blush wine, John, and Amanda all nodded.

`` wish well I could say my dad, '' Matt said, `` He 'd love to hear about it. ``

`` Is he concerned in the Hallows ? '' Harry asked.

`` Yeah, he was. He went all over the universe researching them when he was unseasoned. Never found out where they were. throw up after he and my mum decided to start a class, though. He still believes they exist, '' Matt replied.

`` Maybe I 'll distinguish him, someday, '' Harry answered, `` But for now, delight do n't secern him. ``

`` All right field, '' lustrelessness agreed.

`` Well, then, I think we ought to get back to the hospital fender, '' Harry stood up, `` Madam Pomfrey will have my head if I keep you up much later. ``

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Madam Pomfrey let Albus and the others leave the infirmary annexe two days later. Albus was quite felicitous about this, as he was getting bored with the Hospital fender. Albus and his acquaintance spent much of the daytime following talking or playing games in the green 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 usual noisy country. A few pupil asked Albus and his friends about what had happened with Washburn and the Willinsons, but Albus did n't secernate them anything. The students'attention was soon change state towards the Quidditch final. 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 sister and Beta, Dancer of Starlight, and my former sister and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart, smirkyhaha, and harshabc for their reviews !

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`` You 're going to be hunky-dory, James II, '' Albus assured his pal at breakfast a few mornings later. James II was sitting across from him, but was n't eating anything. With the exception of James, everyone else at the Gryffindor table was in high spirits. Exams were over, and it was the finish Quidditch catch of the year. The alone one besides Epistle of James who was n't eating anything was Matt, and considering that the broad moon was that dark, it was n't surprising.

`` James, you 've got to eat something, '' Samantha Meyers had appeared behind James II and was pouring him a spyglass of pumpkin succus, `` 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 preceding few days, 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 lookup 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 man. ``

`` Ok, team, let 's go ! '' Samantha stood up and beckoned her team to keep up her. King James I followed the eternal rest of the team, with one finis glimpse at the staff table. As they left, the entire Gryffindor table stood up and cheered.

A few minutes later, Albus and his champion walked down to the pitch. `` Last Quidditch catch of the class, '' Albus sighed.

`` Yeah, just hope we win ! '' John shouted.

`` Bob Hope so, too. But Ravenclaw will be firmly to beat. They 've got a estimable team, '' Albus replied.

`` At to the lowest degree the weather 's good, '' John pointed out, `` I do n't think we 've played in salutary conditions than this the whole year. '' John was rightfield about that. It was lovesome, hardly windy at all, and there was just adequate cloud covering to mask the glare from the sun.

`` I hope it 's a quickly match, '' Matt yawned as they climbed into the stands.

`` It probably wo n't be, '' Albus said, `` We 're pretty evenly matched with Ravenclaw. ``

mat groaned, `` Maybe James will spot the sneaker early. ``

`` Would n't reckon on it, '' Albus responded, `` King James told me that in order to win the Cup, we 've got to be at least 40 points up before he catches the stool pigeon. Otherwise, we 'll win the match, but Ravenclaw will get the Cup. And Samantha has made it elucidate she wants the Cup. It 's her only chance. She 's only been captain for this twelvemonth. Before her, it was Teddy. ``

`` Maybe you should 've stayed in the palace, '' Rose said sympathetically.

`` And escape Quidditch ? '' matt stared at her like she had three heads.

Rose sighed. `` I do n't know what 's with you guys and Quidditch, '' she muttered.

`` It 's a good game ! '' Amanda grinned, `` Way break than football game. ``

`` Does n't take much for something to be more interesting than football, '' John laughed, `` I mean, honestly, what were the Muggles thinking ? How can a game be exciting with one musket ball ? ``

Albus laughed. He had to agree. He had been to one football compeer before. It was a community league, and Harry had taken him and James II to see if they had been interesting in playing it. Throughout the totally couple, both Albus and St. James the Apostle had commented on how much skilful Quidditch was.

Albus watched the stands fill up, hoping to take in a glimpse of his dad. He looked at the part of the stands where the staff sat, but the keister following to Neville that Harry usually occupied during Quidditch matches remained empty. Where was he ? The catch was about to bulge out. He promised James that he would be there.

`` Welcome, Hogwarts students and staff to the Quidditch Final ! '' Sir Alexander Robertus Todd Smith 's voice boomed over the crowd. `` Today 's mates is between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw ! And here come the team !

`` low gear is Ravenclaw. Captain President Tyler Pike, followed by Dan Burk, Natalie Cable, Allie Davies, Damien Waverly, Kate Waverly, and Zack Valentino ! '' Seven actor in down robes walked out onto the landing field, with their Scots heather over their shoulders.

`` Next we have Gryffindor ! Captain Samantha Meyers, followed by Ryan O'Malley, Saint James the Apostle Potter, Bradley Weasley, Fred Weasley, Empire State of the South Weasley, and Scots heather Weasley ! '' The Gryffindor team marched onto the landing field and stopped in social movement of the Ravneclaws.

`` prof Oteski steps onto the field. Captains Meyers and Pike shake off hands, and the squad are off ! ``

Albus watched as both teams soared into the air. Heather immediately took control of the Quaffle, passing it back and Forth between Fred and Samantha. They flew down the pitching, dodging Bludgers sent by Valentino and Davies.

`` Gryffindor scores the initiatory goal of the game ! '' Todd shouted out, once Calluna vulgaris managed to get the Quaffle past Kate Waverly. `` Ravenclaw in possession now. Waverly mountain pass to Martha Jane Burk, and then back to Waverly. ``

`` Hi, Al. ``

Albus turned around at the auditory sensation of his name. Harry had appeared behind him and was climbing over the buttocks in order to sit down. Albus moved over so Harry could sit in between him and Matt. `` 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 low goal of the game, '' Albus grinned.

`` Awesome ! She 's got some arm, let me secern you. Even as a baby. I remember once, she threw one of her toys at me. Gave me a disastrous eye, '' Harry laughed.

`` Why are you sitting here ? '' Albus asked, `` You usually sit with the rest of the faculty. ``

`` To be dependable, it 's More fun sitting here, '' Harry grinned, `` I do n't throw to control my agitation when Gryffindor scores. ``

At that moment, Samantha scored a finish, and all the Gryffindors jumped up, screaming and hollering with joy. Harry screamed the loudest of them all.

`` See what I mean ? '' Harry grinned, `` The faculty always has to contain their excitement, in order not to play favorites. ``

For the next hour, the game continued with both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw scoring finish after finish. After the first base initial goal, Ravenclaw caught up quickly and tied the match. Both teams showed exceptional attainment, 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 record rule book. ``

Albus agreed, `` Yeah, we 've just got to hope that we can somehow get 40 gunpoint ahead. ``

`` That could learn a patch, '' Harry said.

`` line of Ravenclaw has scored ! '' Sir Alexander Robertus Todd shouted, `` 110-100 Ravenclaw ! ``

`` Merlin ! '' Albus shouted. Albus looked out over the pitch. Scots heather was in will power of the Quaffle again. Valentino was flying directly behind her and hit a Bludger towards her question. Luckily, she ducked at that very bit and the Bludger wound up hitting Damien Waverly instead. Waverly slipped off his broom, but managed to hold on with one hand. He got back on the Calluna vulgaris and sent a tight look towards Valentino. In the interim, heather mixture managed to hit another goal.

It became clear up within the succeeding half hr of the plot, that the Damien Waverly had been injured by the Bludger. His coordination was all off, and he was having problems catching the Quaffle. This, of course of instruction, worked to Gryffindor 's advantage, and soon enough the grade was 120-150 Gryffindor.

`` Just one More goal, '' Albus said, `` One more and James can catch the Snitch. ``

`` It 'll be operose to keep up that 40 point lead, though, '' Harry pointed out. `` He 'll have to find the sneak soon after the goal is scored. ``

`` I hope he does, '' pink wine said, `` I do n't reckon matte can deal much Thomas 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 lustrelessness looked. Matt appeared to ingest fallen asleep and was leaning his head on Harry 's shoulder. He was wincing every once and a spell, much like he had been during the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin game. Why did they always schedule Quidditch mate around the full moonshine ?

Harry nudged matte gently until he woke up, `` Wha 's going on ? '' Matt asked sleepily.

`` You fell asleep, '' Harry said gently, `` You 're welcome to tilt on me, but I was n't sure if you wanted to miss the match. ``

`` I do n't, thanks, '' lusterlessness replied, blushing a little, `` It 's bad enough having Malfoy see me fall asleep in class, but during Quidditch .... ''

`` I do n't believe he can see you here, '' Albus said quietly, `` He 's on the former side of the stands. ``

`` Good, '' Matt responded. `` But I still do n't need to miss the match. ``

Albus turned his attention back to the mate. It seemed to be getting harder and harder for Ravenclaw to to seduce goals with only two chasers. Damien Waverly was flying more erratically by the second and his mate had long since stopped trying to cast off him the Quaffle. However, despite the trouble, Ravenclaw was putting up a right fight. Their early two chasers 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 to a greater extent destination and catch the Snitch ! ``

`` Darn, '' Albus sighed, `` So often for one Thomas More goal. ``

`` It 's all right, Al, two goals wo n't be hard, '' Harry shifted awkwardly to turn towards his son. lusterlessness had fallen asleep on his shoulder again. `` Madam Pomfrey did n't even need him to go to the compeer, '' Harry gestured to matt. `` But I convinced her to let him. ``

`` Thanks, '' Albus smiled, `` He did n't need to neglect it, even if he is asleep during one-half of it. ``

`` wellspring, Madam Pomfrey worries a lot, '' Harry told him, `` Frankly, she was n't too keen on James performing, either. Said he 'd just recovered from his affaire d'honneur with those Slytherins and he ought to be resting. But I insisted that he could wager. ``

`` He seems to be doing exquisitely, '' Albus said as he glanced out over the auction pitch. James was currently circling above the eternal rest of the role player. The Ravenclaw quester, President Tyler Pike, was doing the same.

`` He is, '' Harry agreed, `` Staying out of the way, that 's the Charles Herbert Best strategy for a Seeker. ``

`` Gryffindor scores ! '' Todd exclaimed, `` Captain Meyers has scored ! ``

`` See, Al, now it 's just one to a greater extent goal, again, '' Harry said.

The game was now entering it 's third hour. There was still no sign of the Snitch, which was good for Gryffindor, since they still needed to mark one more finish before Saint James the Apostle could fascinate it. About ten hour after Samantha scored, heather managed to score as well.

`` Yes ! '' Albus jumped up in his seat and shouted out in excitement. Now, William James could arrest the snitcher.

`` As long as Gryffindor can save their forty stage lead, and grab the sneak, they will win the Cup ! '' Todd shouted.

Albus watched as James II started picking up pep pill and fly around the auction pitch, looking for the Snitch. But in the meantime, Dan Burke was once again storming up the delivery with the Quaffle. He flew straight towards the Gryffindor end and managed to score another goal.

`` darn ! '' Todd shouted.

`` Language, Smith ! '' Patil shouted next to him.

`` Sorry, Professor, '' Todd said, `` Now, Gryffindor must score another goal in order to gain back the forty dot lead. And they might be doing that now ! Fred Weasley has gained willpower of the Quaffle. He passes to Meyers and then Meyers passes it back. Fred aims the Quaffle, and account ! Gryffindor has the XL tip lead again ! ``

The Gryffindors were all on their metrical foot now, shouting in fervor and chanting 'Go, James, go ! All of them except Matt and Harry. Somehow, Matt was managing to log Z's through everything, and Harry continued to let him lean on his shoulder. Luckily, no one seemed to find, besides Albus, St. John, rose wine, and Amanda. They kept glancing worried feel at Matt, but eventually, they got sucked up into the emotion of the game and watched James I 's search for the Snitch.

`` And I think he 's seen it ! '' Lord Todd screamed, `` Yes, Potter has seen the canary ! He 's flying directly towards the reason. motorway has noticed it as well, but he is all the way at the other end of the pitch. I do n't think he 'll get there in time. No, he definitely wo n't ! ``

Albus watched as James flew confining and closer to the priming coat. Albus was sure he would crash into it, and watched nervously as James finally pulled out of the dive, just in time. He flew back up a few groundwork, holding the struggling Snitch in his hand. Albus turned to his dad. `` We 've won ! We 've got the Cup ! ``

`` Gryffindor wins ! With 320 breaker point, Gryffindor has not only won the match, but they 've won the Cup as well ! praise, Gryffindor ! '' Sweeney Todd 's articulation rang out over the crowd.

`` Matt, wake up ! '' St. John the Apostle nudged his admirer awake, `` We 've won, awaken up ! ``

`` Wha'? '' Matt slowly lifted his head off Harry 's shoulder and looked at all the agitation around him. `` Oh, redress. Awesome ! ``

Harry stood up, grinning, `` I 'm going to go pride Saint James the Apostle. I 'll see you later. I 'll probably give up by the usual room, for the company. ``

Albus gave his dad a hug before he left, `` All right hand. See you later. ``

`` Let 's get back to the common room, '' rosiness suggested as she watched matt rub his head, `` We 'll see Jesse James there. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus agreed. He knew Matt had no desire to link up the mob of Gryffindors currently storming the pitch.

Despite their slow walk of life back to the castle and up to the one-seventh trading floor, Albus and his friends made it back to the usual room before most of the other Gryffindors. In fact, the only other masses there were a few older scholarly person Albus did n't know, Amy, Victoire, and soul Albus definitely did n't have a bun in the oven to see.

`` Teddy ! '' Albus shouted as he spotted teddy bear sitting next to Victoire on one of the couches. `` What are you doing here ? ``

`` Came to see the compeer. James did brilliantly ! They could n't have found a better seeker to replace me, '' he grinned, `` And came to see Vicky 's graduation, of course. '' He smiled at Victoire and giggled.

`` Oh, rightfield, '' Albus grinned, `` gladiolus you came ! ``

`` Yeah, it 's great to be back here, '' teddy grinned, `` Well, I think I might go to Hogsmeade and beak up some supplies for the party. ``

`` Great ! '' Albus said, `` See you in a bit. ``

`` You, too, '' slip stood up. He gave Victoire a promptly kiss and exited the common elbow room. It was really starting to fill up now, although the team had yet to arrive.

`` Are you going to stick around for the party ? '' Albus quietly asked Matt.

`` I do n't believe so, '' Matt yawned, `` Think I might take a nap. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus responded. lustrelessness left the group and made his way through the crew to the dormitories.

`` It 's so unfair, '' Rose said softly as he left. Albus, John Lackland, and Amanda nodded in agreement, but no one said anything else on the subject.

The group found tush at their common board and shortly after they sat down, James and the respite of the team came into the room.

`` We 've got it ! '' Samantha Meyers was the first to collapse into the room, holding the Quidditch Cup above her head. `` We did it ! '' She was positively beaming. The balance of the team climbed in behind her, all of them grinning from ear to ear. The entire common room explosion into clapping as soon as they were all inside.

`` Thank you, everyone ! '' Samantha shouted over the crew, `` I just want to say a few parole. '' She waited until everyone was silent. `` First, I just want to thank the wholly team. We could n't have done this without any of you. We 've got a rattling team here, and I 'm definitely going to overlook all of you next twelvemonth. I especially want to congratulate James, '' she turned to James River, who was clearly basking in the nimbus, `` You have done an outstanding job this unscathed twelvemonth. Coming in as quester, right after teddy bear lupine, who was one of the best seeker this firm has ever had. That, and being expected to live up to your dad 's reputation. Well, all I can say is you have lived up to that first moment. And I think you are definitely going to rival shimmy as far as seeking skill goes- ''

`` Ah, Samantha ! '' Teddy came bursting back into the common room, `` Am I missing you rambling on about my grandness on the Quidditch pitch ? ``

`` Actually, no, Teddy, '' Samantha laughed, `` I was just saying how James could present you a run for your money when it comes to seeking. ``

`` wellspring, that 's no surprise, since it was Yours Truly who trained him, '' Teddy joked.

`` Oh, shut it, teddy ! '' Samantha replied.

`` And I get no credit at all ? '' Harry had come into the mutual room and was standing behind Teddy.

`` Harry ! '' Teddy turned around, grinning, `` Glad you could come to the party ! I 've just gotten back from getting supplying. ``

`` Good, '' Samantha grinned, grabbing one of the bags and pulling out Butterbeers, `` Then let 's get this party started ! ``

The party proceeded much like the one following the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match had, only even more boisterous. Teddy had not only bought stuff and nonsense from Honeydukes, but from Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes as well. Teddy treated everyone to a video display of Everlasting Fireworks, which took the shape of Gryffindor lions, stoolie, and broomstick. Albus and his Quaker quite enjoyed it, and they also played beat after round of Exploding walkover. Just like the previous party, no one left for dinner party. teddy bear had bought enough solid food that no one needed to. Even Harry stayed well into the evening.

`` You know, Rose, '' John said after what must stimulate been their tenth game of Exploding picnic, `` I do n't call back I 've ever seen you without a book before. ``

Albus looked over at rose, who was indeed without any sort of book. `` Well, exams are over now, '' Rose laughed, `` I do take a break from studying every once and a while. ``

`` It 's just sort of shocking, '' whoremaster grinned, `` Rose without a playscript. ``

`` Do n't care, '' Albus laughed, `` I guarantee you she 'll be back to studying within two week of going back domicile. ``

`` Oh, shut it, Albus, '' rosiness grinned.

`` Hey, guys, '' St. James the Apostle was standing next to their table, his grin still as big as when he first came into the room.

`` Oh, hi, 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 know if I 'll make it. I mean, the only position open will be Samantha 's. ``

`` I 'm sure you 'll make it, '' James assured him, `` You 're a great Chaser. ``

`` Thanks, '' Albus said quietly, his buttock turning a bit crimson.

`` Great party, huh ? '' Henry James said, `` But where 's matte ? ``

`` He, er, does n't experience good. He 's in the dormitory, sleeping, '' Albus answered.

`` Oh, I hope he feels better soon. He did n't search too good this morning, '' Epistle of James responded, `` Well, I 'd better get back to the squad. See you later. ``

Albus waved as William 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 shift there as well, there was hardly elbow room to affect. Albus kind of liked it though. He was n't a vast fan of large crowds of people, but as long as everyone was n't focusing on him, he was ok with it. And now, the care was definitely on James River and the rest of the Quidditch team. Albus glanced around the room and saw that the intact squad was right at the center of things, along with teddy and Harry.

`` Oh, hi, Matt, '' rose wine said quietly. Albus turned his top dog away from the Quidditch squad and saw that flatness had come down from the student residence. He was leaning on the tabular array 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 times few calendar month, Albus and the others had started visiting matt the day after every full moon. Ever since the first time they had done that, Matt had started getting more and more well-heeled with the idea of his friends seeing him so soon after a translation. But Albus and the others had not visited him so early in the dawn since. They now visited in the lately good afternoon, after classes were done for the day.

`` deprivation me to go with you ? '' John asked.

`` No, it 's ok, Amy 's going to, '' flatness replied

`` prepare ? '' Amy appeared future to Matt.

`` Yeah, I guess, let 's go, '' Matt turned and started to walk towards the portrait muddle. Amy followed closely behind.

`` Last one here, until September, '' Rose commented after they 'd left.

`` wonderment what it 's like at home base ? '' St. John mused.

`` Dunno, but I do n't think we should ask, '' Albus said quietly.

`` No, probably not, '' St. John the Apostle agreed.

Albus and his friend stayed up late into the night, playing games of chess and Exploding Snap. Harry spent nigh of the eventide in the usual room, but he left around 9 pm. However, the political party continued well into the wee hour of the morning. It probably would stimulate lasted much longer, but Neville came in around 1 am, and told them they had to go to bed. Apparently, the noise had carried into early parts of the castle and some of the early professors wanted to get some rest. After Neville left, Albus dragged himself up to his dormitory. He was completely exhausted from staying up so late and fell asleep the bit his head hit the pillow.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and Beta, Dancer of Starlight, as well as my other sister and my brother. Thanks also to BKL8008, inkheart, Moonylupin, and XDNLxtlz99 for their critique ! There are only a few chapters left in this story, just to let everyone know.

Chapter 38 : Graduation

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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`` May I have your tending, please, '' Professor Kendrick stood up and announced at the End of Year fiesta the a couple daytime later. Albus stopped talking to John and turned to face the Headmaster.

`` Thank you, '' Kendrick continued once the Great Charles Francis Hall was tranquility, `` What a year, what a twelvemonth. It is hard to believe that it is now June. The yr has ended with quite a shock. I know that you all know by now what transpired on the background this past hebdomad. ``

Albus glanced around at his chap pupil and saw that they were all turning to stare at him. He sunk down in his seat a little bit and tried to avoid 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 isolated attack, I am not sure. But whether there are Sir Thomas More attacks to come or not, I am sure we will all stand strong, and stand as one. Whatever is coming, we will deal with it. We have dealt with evil in the past tense and fortune are we will deal with it in the future. '' Professor Kendrick paused and looked out at his student. Everyone had returned their gaze to him, and were no longer staring at Albus and his friends.

`` Now, onto lighter matters. I have a few annunciation, then the theatre Cup needs awarding. start, O.W.L. and N.E.W.T. final result will be mailed partway through the summer, as usual. Second, the gradation ceremonial occasion will take seat tomorrow, at ten o'clock. And lastly, as usual, I must remind you of the fact that using legerdemain is prohibited while you are not in school over the summer.

`` And now, the family Cup. In net billet, Hufflepuff with 376 point. '' Kendrick announced. Albus clapped politely along with everyone else in the Hall. `` Next, Gryffindor with 413 points. '' Albus groaned, as did everyone else sitting at the Gryffindor table. No doubt that the many period Washburn took from all of them helped ensure that they did not get the sign of the zodiac Cup. `` In second place, with 452 points, Slytherin. '' There was a bit more polite applause, but none of it from the Gryffindor table. `` And in 1st place, Ravenclaw with 563 points ! Congratulations, Ravenclaw ! '' Kendrick waved his wand and the decoration transformed from their usual Hogwarts vividness into the Ravenclaw blue.

Albus clapped his hands, while looking glumly at his plate. Oh, well, there was always next year. At to the lowest degree 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, enjoy the feast ! '' Kendrick waved his scepter once again and food appeared on all the plates.

`` We 'll win it next year, '' John announced as he heaped his plate senior high school with chicken, `` But you know what, I 'm going to miss this food over the summer .... ''

`` 'Course we 'll win it next twelvemonth, '' Albus agreed, `` Washburn wo n't be here anymore to take off unfair compass point. ``

`` You do n't know who Kendrick 'll get to replace him, though, '' Rose warned.

`` expert point, '' Matt said as he buttered a piece of bread. He was still recovering from the full 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 fete. `` Do you bed if your dad will be teaching pa again next twelvemonth ? ``

`` Dunno, '' Albus shrugged. He had n't really thought about it before, but Harry had come to teach DADA at a moment 's poster, and maybe Kendrick really did n't birth time to get anyone else. But now he 'd have the whole summer.

`` Hope he does, '' matte replied, `` Otherwise, we 'll be getting two new teacher, and what are the chances that both of them will be nice ? ``

`` Not highschool, '' rosebush said. `` I like having Uncle Harry Edward Teach here. I hope he comes back. ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus agreed. St. John and Amanda nodded.

`` Just hope our next spell instructor is nicer, '' Amanda said, `` Of course of instruction, it wo n't fill often, will it ? ``

`` Nope, '' rosebush replied, `` Wo n't acquire much at all. ``

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Albus awoke the next morning with just enough time to capture a quick breakfast in the Great foyer before making his way to the grounds for the graduation.

`` We 'll see you after, when we 're getting on the wagon train, '' rose said to John and Amanda as she got up from the table.

`` Bye, '' John mumbled, his mouth replete of toast.

`` Have fun, '' Amanda waved.

Albus and Matt waved as they followed Rose out of the room. `` serious affair it 's cheery today, '' Albus commented, `` Remember Teddy 's ? Last yr ? ``

rose wine laughed, `` Oh, yeah, how could I forget that ? ``

`` What happened ? '' mat asked.

`` Worst electrical storm of the altogether year, '' Albus grinned, `` It 's funny looking back on it, but it was n't then. We got soaked, despite the tents Kendrick put up. Not to mention the wind instrument, skag, and lightning. Scared Lily out of her thinker. Mum had to postulate her into the castle partway through. ``

`` Glad 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 stern. Albus spotted his parents, grandparents, aunty, uncles, and cousins, all taking up practically half the seats.

`` There 's my mum and dad, '' flatness pointed to two people sitting down near where Albus 's Aunt Fleur and Uncle Bill were, `` Want to suffer them ? ``

`` Sure, '' Albus said and rosebush nodded.

Matt 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 tall blonde charwoman with an Australian accent enveloped Matt in a tight hug.

`` Mum ! '' Matt said, his cheeks turn red, `` I 'm fine ! Really, I am. ``

`` Are you sure ? You look a bit pale. Did you sleep well finally Nox ? '' the blonde woman asked anxiously, with her arms still wrapped around her son.

`` I 'm sure as shooting ! I slept fine, really, '' matte assured her.

`` Julie, I think he 's exquisitely. '' The man, who Albus guessed was Matt 's dad, pulled the fair sex off of mat. He also had an Aboriginal Australian dialect and was marvellous, with graying hair.

`` Oh, all right, '' the woman sighed, `` I just worry. ``

`` I know, so do I, '' the man said quietly, then turned to Matt, `` How was the end of full term ? ``

`` Great, really. Well, with the exclusion of what happened with Washburn, '' Matt told them.

`` And you wonder why I worry so often, '' the woman said to the man, `` I 'm gladiola everything else was fine. ``

`` Oh, these are my friends, '' Matt gestured to Albus and blush wine, `` Well, two of them anyway. Albus Potter and rose Weasley. They 're both Victoire 's cousin, like I told you in my letter of the alphabet. Albus, rose, this is my mum and dad. ``

`` Pleased to satisfy you, '' Rose smiled and rock their hands.

`` Hi, '' Albus shook their hands after Rose.

`` Hello, dear, '' the cleaning lady gave them a warm smile.

`` So you 're the single who set off fireworks in prof Washburn 's category ? '' Mr. Eckerton asked.

`` Er, yeah, '' Albus answered nervously.

flatness 's dad just laughed, `` That sounds like something I 'd take done in schooltime. Of course, I did plenty of former stuff and nonsense .... '' Mrs Eckerton gave him a stern look. `` Not that I 'm saying you should deplume buffoonery like that, of course. You should do yourself in school, son, '' Mr. Eckerton said quickly to Matt.

Albus stifled a laughter and noticed his own parents, followed by his Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione walking over towards him. `` Hi, Mum and Dad ! ``

rosebush grinned and greeted her parents as well, `` hello, Mum, Dad. ``

`` Albus ! '' Ginny let go of Lily 's hired man 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 Saami affair with her.

Albus gestured to flatness and his parents, `` This is our admirer, 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 rosebush 's parents. And my little sister Lily and rosiness 's little crony, Hugo. ''

`` Nice to meet you, '' matte 's dad stuck out his hand. `` Walter Eckerton. And my wife, Julie. '' The adults spent a few bit exchanging hand waggle and pleasantries, while Albus and Rose introduced matt to Lily and Hugo.

`` How 'd you get those slice ? '' Hugo asked mat loudly, gesturing to the partially healed excision on flatness 's arm. Since the full moon was only a brace Clarence Day ago, they still had n't completely healed. `` Didja get 'em from that duel with Professor Washburn ? '' Hugo said excitedly, `` 'Cause that was awful. 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, '' Matt replied quickly.

`` Wicked ! '' Victor Hugo grinned. `` Ca n't wait until I can make out here. ``

`` Just another yr, Hugo, '' Albus smiled at his cousin. `` But do n't count on getting to duel with malign teachers. I 'd rather not have had to do that. ``

`` Me and Lily acted out the duel, did n't we, Lily ? '' Victor Hugo told them. Lily nodded her head. Hugo continued, `` I got to be Washburn, only I won. Lily ran away. ``

`` Did not ! '' Lily shouted.

`` Did too ! '' Hugo shouted back.

`` kidskin, calm down, '' Ginny said sternly.

`` Mum, can flatness come hitch 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 stay put with Albus ? '' Matt asked his parents, `` please ? ``

`` I do n't acknowledge ... '' Mrs. Eckerton looked worriedly at her husband.

Mr. Eckerton glanced at his wife and replied, `` We 'll have to call up about it. ``

`` Oh, come on ! Please ? '' Matt pleaded, `` I 'll be fine. Albus even said they 'd receive the party at, a, respectable time. ``

Harry seemed to watch onto what the Eckertons were worried about and gave them a meaningful gaze, `` I understand your worry, but I 'm sure Matt will be alright if he stays with us for a few twenty-four hours. And we will schedule the party at a good sentence. ``

The Eckertons still did n't look win over, but flatness 's dad said, `` He probably will, but I 'd still wish to talk it over with Julie. We 'll get back to you, all right ? ``

`` That 's ticket, '' Harry replied.

mat groaned, `` You worry too much. ``

`` Sometimes we have to worry, '' matt 's mum told him, `` You know that. ``

`` I know, '' Matt sighed.

`` I think the ceremony 's starting now, '' Harry announced. `` We 'll be in rival with the details of the party. ``

`` Sounds good, '' Mrs. Eckerton replied.

`` See you after, lusterlessness, '' Albus waved. He and pink wine followed their kin to the chairs that were set up on the lawn. Albus sat down in between pink wine and Harry and waited for the ceremony to begin.

There was a large stage set up in front of the president, with a tall podium embossed with the Hogwarts crest. Next to the ambo was a table piled with Hogwarts diplomas. All the seventh years sat in the initiatory few rows of chairs, dressed in their mordant Hogwarts robes and a wizard 's hat.

After a few proceedings, 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, friends and family, to the graduation ceremony of the Hogwarts Class of 2017. I remember the first base time these scholarly person stepped substructure into Hogwarts. Many were excited and just as many were scare and nervous. Some thought they knew all of Hogwarts 's enigma, and others hardly knew anything about the Wizarding World at all. But that did not subject. Because now, they all stand as one, equally organise to bring on the world around them. I believe that swell affair will bump to the people in this division and that they will do big things.

`` This class is a particular one to me. Every class at Hogwarts is especial, but the twelvemonth I became master was the year this course of study came to Hogwarts. I think that I was just as nervous as they were, if not more so. '' Kendrick paused as the audience laughed. `` And I remember each one of their sort. I remember Tyler state highway tripping over his own infantry as he made his way to the throne. He 's certainly fare a long way from that, becoming captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. I also remember Olivia Kaden 's grinning as she was sorted into Hufflepuff and ran to get together her sister at that mesa. And who could leave the loud vociferation of glee from shift lupine as Victoire Weasley was sorted into Gryffindor. ``

professor Kendrick continued his voice communication for another ten mo. After he was done, each of the Heads of House went up to the podium and gave a speech as well. Albus liked Neville 's actor's line the best. He talked about how majestic he was of each and every Gryffindor that was graduating that day, and what made them special. Albus found it a bit difficult to pay attention to professor Patil 's speech communication about the Ravenclaws because she used such big Book that Albus hardly knew what she was saying. He assumed it all meant that Professor Patil knew that all the Ravenclaws would twist up making great contributions to the Wizarding globe in the discoveries of various things. Professor Polo gave a well speech about the Hufflepuffs, and then Slughorn gave one, but it did n't center 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 good parcel 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 stifle a jape at that, because he knew the floor of Snape 's potions Holy Scripture and how Harry had wound up with it in his sixth year.

Professor Kendrick took the podium once Slughorn had finished, `` Thank you, Professors Longbottom, Patil, Polo, and Slughorn. Now, two outstanding students shall speak on behalf of their year. First, Head Boy Tyler thruway. And then, Head Girl Victoire Weasley. ``

Tyler Pike took the pulpit and began his speech. It was a windy speech fully of more words Albus did n't realise, much like prof Patil 's had been. mustiness be a Ravenclaw thing, he thought. Albus glanced at rosiness and noticed she was paying rhapsodic aid. Maybe she should have been in Ravenclaw.

Once Tyler concluded his speech, Victoire stepped up to the podium. She waited for the crew to check their hand clapping for Tyler 's speech and then she began. `` Wow, what a nutcase seven years it 's been ! '' she paused and smiled at the consultation. `` I remember our first day here. I was scared, we were all scared. shortstop first year, lost in a sea of older pupil, and now we 're at the top. Over the retiring seven days we have not only gotten an education that will serve us throughout our entire life, but we have forged friendships and memories that will concluding a life-time. remembering. In the end, that 's all we 've got. I know I speak for us all in saying that the computer memory we 've made here at Hogwarts are some of the best we have. It has n't always been easy and not all the memories are good unity. We 've all lost the theatre Cup at least once in the past tense seven years, we 've lost Quidditch peer, failed tests, and had scrap with friend. But now is n't the meter to dwell on those memories. Right now we should think of the secure fourth dimension. The times we did win the sign Cup, the spectacular wins in Quidditch, the exam we 've aced, and the fact that our friendly relationship are firm enough to withstand a few rows.

`` I 'm sure we all have mixed feelings about leaving Hogwarts. I know I do. This castling has been our home away from home for the by seven years. A practiced dowery of our lives 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 railroad train when we were 11. Hogwarts has prepared us, not only academically, but socially, for the world before us. We are ready, we can go into the world and piddle something of ourselves. When you look out at the class behind me, do n't just seem at us as the Hogwarts category of 2017. depend at us as the future tense Healers, Aurors, researchers, and who knows, maybe even the futurity Minister of thaumaturgy. So, in stopping point, we are gear up to face the globe. Whatever it has in computer memory for us, we will be able to take it on. Using our different talents, we as a group will be able to strike whatever the earth has to throw at us. ''

The audience broke out into loud applause. Albus clapped along with them. He thought Victoire 's speech had been much better than Tyler 's and judging by the applause, everyone else thought so, too. The clapping died down as Victoire went back to her seat and Kendrick took up the podium once again.

`` Thank you, John Tyler and Victoire, '' he nodded his head in their direction, `` Now it is prison term to present the diplomas. '' Kendrick waved his wand and the soapbox moved to the incline, while the table with the diplomas moved to the core of the stage. The four heads of star sign got up and stood next to the mesa. Kendrick stood on the other incline and picked up the first diploma. `` Katelyn Isabelle Asterly, '' he called out.

A tall, red haired Hufflepuff stood up and walked over to the schoolmaster. She took her sheepskin and shook Kendrick 's hand. Then she shook all the heads of houses'hands and walked off the leg. She walked the short distance to the lake. Albus watched her and noticed that Hagrid was standing there. The boat they had crossed the lake on earlier in the year were sitting on the calm water.

The master continued to address off epithet. Albus recognized a few of them, but most of them were people he had just seen occasionally.

`` Amy Marie Eckerton, '' Kendrick called out a short patch later. Albus and Rose clapped loudly as Matt 's sis accepted her diploma and walked over to the growing group of seventh year 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 stand up clapped for them. They politely clapped for everyone else. Albus also recognized the Quidditch maitre d', 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 blush wine clapped flash than they had for anyone else as their cousin shook Kendrick 's hand. Albus heard chemise whistle and throw a cheap cry of 'Go Victoire !'as she shook Neville 's mitt. Professor Patil shot him a stark aspect and he quieted down. Albus had to stifle a jest. Even after you graduate, you still have to listen to the professor, he thought.

`` Cameron Alexander Zabino, '' Kendrick called once Victoire had crossed the phase. A beefy looking Slytherin accepted his diploma and joined his class by the lake.

Kendrick waved his sceptre and the mesa disappeared. The podium moved back to the center of attention of the stage and Kendrick stood behind it. `` In the past seven years, the scholarly person in this course have learned a large deal about magic and biography in superior general. These acquirement will help them as they pursue the careers and dreams of their choosing. It is time for them to travel from Hogwarts, on the same boats they arrived her on seven long time ago. The kickoff time they crossed this lake, they were both excited and scared about what Hogwarts had in store for them. As they cross the lake once more, they are more surefooted, but still excited and a bit scared about what the universe has in entrepot for them. I know I speak for us all when I say I 'm sure they will do expectant things. ''

Kendrick nodded his head towards the group of one-seventh years. The students climbed into the boats and Hagrid got into the one in front man. He brandished his pink umbrella and bellowed, `` Forward ! '' The boats all started moving, taking the seventh class away from Hogwarts and towards the new adventure that awaited them as adults.

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A/N : Thanks to my baby and beta, Dancer of Starlight, my other sister, and my brother. Thanks as well to Moonylupin, ladymblack, sinwillys822, and XDNLxtlz99 for their reviews !

Also, if anyone picked up on the fact that this took place in 2016/2017, whereas the Harry ceramist mental lexicon indicates that Albus 's first year would receive been 2017/2018, I figured out the dates differently than the 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 dictionary figured it out differently, but I 'm sticking with my own calculations.

There 's only one chapter left ! I 'll put up it succeeding week and then calculate 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 hear shift 's shouting over everyone else 's. After a few arcminute, mass started to leave.

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 carriage with matte and the carriage lurched forwards to assume them to the train.

`` St. 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 ones on, '' blush wine pointed out. They continued to see into the compartments before they found the one that their Friend were in.

`` How was the commencement ceremony ? '' John asked once the compartment door was shut once again.

`` Really good, '' rosiness said.

`` Yeah, Teddy kept shouting and whistling and prof Patil was glaring at him, '' Albus laughed.

`` And Victoire 's speech communication was really proficient, '' Matt told them, `` Much better than Tyler throughway 's speech. ``

`` I could hardly understand a intelligence of it, '' Albus commented.

`` I thought it was a skillful spoken communication, '' rosebush responded, `` It was all about how the class needs to use their talents and skill to further onward motion the Wizarding World. ``

`` well, he could experience just said that, '' Albus huffed, `` He did n't have to make it so blooming confusing. ``

`` I got told off by him once, I could n't infer anything he was telling me, '' John laughed.

`` He 's just got a big mental lexicon, '' Rose insisted, `` Anyway, the graduation was really good. ``

`` Yeah, but it 'll be weird next class when Victoire 's gone. She 's starting training to be a therapist adjacent twelvemonth, '' Albus told them and turned to matte, `` What 's Amy doing ? ``

`` She 's going to be a healer, too, '' matte told them, `` She 's going to act with Healer Sterling this summer, actually. She, er, wants to get involved with the study I 'm in and stuff. ``

`` Oh, is that the therapist who 's in commission of it ? He 's the one who Albus saw in the Hospital wing a couple months ago ? '' John asked.

`` Yeah, '' matte told them, `` Amy 's wanted to be a Healer and work on the Wolfsbane Potion ever since she saw me after the full moon for the number one time, '' he said quietly.

`` That 's good, '' Amanda said, `` Maybe she 'll actually receive a cure. ``

`` Maybe, but probably not, '' matt replied sullenly.

`` So, what are you doing in Hibernia, Amanda ? '' Rose asked after a present moment of sticky silence.

`` Mainly just sight seeing and stuff, '' Amanda answered, `` It 's going to be really fun. I 've always wanted to go there. ``

`` There 's all variety of history there, '' rosebush told her, `` There 's a bunch of wizarding villages there, too. I 'd love to go and jaw them. ``

`` That would be fun, '' Amanda agreed, `` But I think we 're sticking with the Muggle clobber. ``

`` Oh, right, '' blush wine said, `` Well, if I ever go to Ireland, you can come with me and we 'll look around all the wizarding villages. ``

`` I wish I was going to Ireland over the summer, '' lavatory announced, `` We 're not doing anything. Just staying home. ``

`` Us, too, '' Albus said, `` finally year we went to France. ``

`` That was lots of fun ! '' rose wine grinned, `` I want to go back. ``

`` The funniest division was watching James IV try and speak French to all the French people citizenry, '' Albus laughed. `` But this class we 're just staying home. ``

`` We never go anywhere, '' matt told them. `` Well, we did go see my uncle in America a distich years ago. I was eight. But we have n't been back since. It 's really expensive to ride on Muggle airplane, and we always go to Commonwealth of Australia every Xmas, '' he sighed. `` I 'd rather just visit my uncle than my grandparents. ``

`` I 've never been to the States, '' St. John the Apostle told him, `` What 's it like ? ``

`` Different. The Muggles private road on the incorrect position of the road, '' lustrelessness said, `` But it was loads of fun when we went. I think we might be going next class. ``

`` fountainhead, you can all come visit me and rose wine for a picayune while, '' Albus told them, `` We usually have our natal day party at the tunnel, but you can number stay at my firm before it. ``

`` That would be awesome ! '' John grinned, `` I 'll just Floo to your spot. ``

`` Yeah, that would puzzle out, '' Albus agreed, `` And hopefully your parents will let you come in, lusterlessness. ``

`` 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 Network, that 's one less way of the Ministry tracking us down. Of course, my dad works for the Ministry, so I 'm not exactly for sure what my parents'logic 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 act upon. ``

`` And you can come stay at my theatre, '' Rose told Amanda.

`` Ok, but I ca n't do any kind of Apparition or Floo, '' Amanda said.

`` It 's all right, my parents can repel. We 'll come get you, '' pink wine assured her.

`` Great. I ca n't expect to see your theater. I bet it 's a lot unlike from mine. I 've never been in a thaumaturgist sign before, '' Amanda said.

`` So, is your entirely category going to be at the tunnel ? '' bathroom asked.

`` Pretty much. We usually have a few parties there during the summer. A few of our cousins have summer birthdays, too, so there are a few former birthday parties. Rose and me always have a shared one, though, since we 're the Lapplander age. Samantha and Lindy 's natal day is in the source of July, so they get a party. Fred, Thomas Bradley, and Gabriella are all born in August, like rose wine, so they all have parties, too. But theirs are usually at their own house. Then there 's the end of summer party, that 's always at the end of August, '' Albus told him.

`` Excellent. There 'll be some awesome Quidditch catch, then ! '' Saint John the Apostle grinned.

`` Oh, yeah, Quidditch can get pretty exciting during the summer, '' Albus responded, `` There 's usually so many hoi polloi that we can get a literal tournament going. ``

`` That 'll be burden of fun, then. And my dad said he 'd get me a broom this year, '' St. John the Apostle told them.

`` Great ! You can bring it with you. I 'm asking for one for my birthday, '' Albus said.

`` I 've got a Scots heather at home, '' matt said, `` I 'll lend it, too. ``

`` I obviously do n't have one, '' Amanda sighed, `` Maybe I can convince my parents to get me one, but I doubt it. As much as they 've grown wonted to magic, the idea of flying still freaks them out. ``

`` It 's all rightfulness, '' Rose said, `` There are plenty of brooms in our class, someone will let you borrow theirs. ``

`` Speaking of Quidditch, I think the Chudley cannon are going to seduce a real come-back next season, '' lusterlessness grinned.

`` Ugh ! '' Albus groaned, `` You 're kidding, right ? There 's no way they could ever pretend a come back ! ``

`` Yeah they can ! '' Matt insisted, `` And someday, they 'll spend a penny it to the League Cup and I 'll go and patronage them ! ``

`` The day the Chudley Cannons make it to the League Cup is the day Gryffindors and Slytherins get along, '' John the Evangelist laughed.

`` You 'll see, they 'll get to the conference 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 populace Cup once, '' Matt went on, `` When I was four. I can hardly call back it, but Amy says we had really proficient nates. It was in Australia, I think it 's one of the only times it 's been there. It was the New Seeland Kiwis versus France. Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault won. ``

`` That must throw been amazing, '' Saint John the Apostle grinned.

`` Yeah, I 've been to steady matches, but not the World Cup, '' Albus said.

`` fountainhead, I hardly remember any of it. I mostly remember France 's celebrating afterwards, '' lustrelessness said, `` Just like I 'll be celebrating when the carom win. ``

Everyone else groaned. The group kept talking about Quidditch for a piece, and they all agreed that they wanted to go to the succeeding 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 brace bout of thaumaturgist 's cheat and Exploding Snap. Rose won all the plot of chess game and while they each won at least one round of Exploding Snap, rosebush won most of them as well. When the trolley came around, they bought a bit of everything and had fun eating Bertie Botts Beans and trading Chocolate salientian bill of fare. Albus had to the highest degree of the cards by now, but he was still did n't have McGonagall.

Towards the end of the head trip, everyone quieted down a bit. rise up dug out a book and started reading, Amanda doodled on a piece of sheepskin, John and Albus started up the Quidditch discussion again, and Matt fell asleep. Albus and John were just beginning to discuss the prospect of Puddlemere United making it into the next League Cup when the compartment door opened. Victoire and Amy walked into the compartment, both sporting huge grins.

`` So, how 's it feel to have graduated ? '' blush wine asked, putting down here book.

`` Brilliant ! '' Victoire said, `` We 've been celebrating with everyone else, but thought we 'd come see you. What have you been up to ? ``

`` Not often, just talking about Quidditch, '' Albus said.

Victoire sat down succeeding to pink wine and Amy sat down succeeding to her sleeping pal. `` Of course. That 's one matter I 'll definitely miss next year, '' Victoire sighed, `` I 've never been very good at Quidditch, but I love watching it. ``

`` You can come back to watch, '' 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 to the lowest degree some of them, '' Victoire assured him, `` But I 'll be pretty engaged next year. Healer training is moderately intense. ``

`` You 'll be good at it, though, '' rose wine said, `` Both of you will be. ``

`` I hope so, '' Amy said quietly as she looked at lusterlessness, `` It 'd be not bad to discover a break edition of that potion .... ''

`` If anyone can do it, you can, '' Victoire told her, `` You 've always been the expert 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 turn a healer. ``

Amy blushed, `` Well, I 'm not that smashing at it. I 'm trusted you got an E on your N.E.W.T. ``

`` Where do you check to be a Healer ? '' Amanda asked, `` Is there a university or something ? ``

`` There are some form, of trend, but it 's not like a Muggle university. And there 's lupus erythematosus schooling than Muggle physician need. We do a couple class of classes and interning at St. Mungo 's, '' Amy told her.

`` Yeah, we 're going to get a level in London sometime this summer 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 trend you can. ``

Amy stretched her implements of war and got up, `` Well, we 're almost there, so I think I 'll go get my stuff and nonsense fix. You coming, Victoire ? ``

`` Sure, we could probably get in a bit more celebrating before we 're in London, '' Victoire grinned. `` See you guys in a minuscule while. ``

Albus waved as his first cousin and Amy left the compartment. The residual of the journey was uneventful. Albus played another unit of ammunition of Exploding pushover with John and Amanda and then he dozed off for a bit. The adjacent matter he knew, whoremonger was shaking him awake when they were in London. Albus yawned and started putting all his thing back in his bag. He joined the crowd of scholar heading out of the train and walked onto the political platform with his friend.

`` There 's my parents, '' matt pointed to the left field and Albus saw the Eckertons talking to his Uncle nib and auntie Fleur, `` I guess I 'll probably see you rib this summer, if my parents let me come. ``

`` They will, '' Albus said adamantly.

`` They 'd better, '' John laughed.

`` I hope so, '' mat responded quietly, `` Well, I 'll let you cognise if I can, Albus. See you soon, I hope. ``

`` Definitely, this summertime will be awful ! '' Albus grinned, `` Bye, Matt ! '' John the Divine, Rose, and Amanda all said goodbye as well.

`` Bye, guys ! '' lusterlessness waved and walked over to his parents. Albus watched as Mrs Eckerton pulled him into a fast hug. She reminded Albus a lot of his grandmother.

`` You should find your parents so they can meet ours, '' Albus told John and Amanda.

`` Good idea, '' John looked out among the crew, `` Oh, they 're over there. Hey, Mum ! Dad ! '' he shouted.

A man and woman walked over to John Lackland, the char shaking her chief and the man laughing. Three little girls followed them. `` mustiness you be so brassy, dear ? '' the char asked.

`` Mum, what a way to greet me after you have n't seen me in months, '' John grinned.

`` Oh, hail here, Johnny Reb, '' the woman smiled and wrapped John in a hug.

`` Mum ! '' John 's cheeks reddened and he pulled away. `` Hi, Dad. ``

`` Hello, Saint John, how was the sleep of terminus ? ''

`` Great ! ``

`` Albus ! Rose ! '' Harry said from behind Albus.

Albus turned around, `` Hey, Dad ! Hi, Mum, Lily, Hugo, Aunt Hermione, Uncle Ron. '' Albus and rose wine exchanged greeting with their parents and siblings while John continued to tell his parents about schooling. Lily and Victor-Marie Hugo seemed to hit it off with one of John the Divine 's babe and they were running around the platform, trying to get each early 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 witches and virtuoso, but seemed to require to come across Albus and the others.

Rose seemed to strike charge of all the introductions. `` Ok, Mum, Dad. These are mine and Albus 's champion, John and Amanda. '' The next few bit were spent with all the adults shaking mitt and introducing themselves. Rose and Albus told John the Divine 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 minutes of discussing details, King John, Amanda, and their house said goodbye to the Potters and the Weasleys and headed back into London.

`` Ready to go, James ? '' Harry shouted to his oldest son who was standing a few meters away, talking to Nathan.

`` Yeah, Dad, just a second, '' James shouted back. He said something else to Nathan and then walked over to his family.

Albus and the remainder of the ceramist walked back out of the post with Rose and her menage. Albus was tired from the journeying home and did not say much. He was thinking about the past tense year. It had been great. Sure, the unit altercation with Washburn had been shuddery, but that was over now, and his dad was taking care of that at the Ministry. He was glad he had made a few unspoilt booster and was very glad that Matt trusted them with his closed book. Albus was looking forward to the summer and having John and Matt visit him at Grimmauld Place, but in all satinpod, he was looking forward about going back in Sept. He had only been at Hogwarts for a year, but it already felt like a second habitation to Albus.


~Fin~


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A/N : Well, there it is, the last-place chapter ! It 's a bittersweet moment to finish posting this here. I 've been working on this story for over a year, and even though I finished it last Apr, I 've been editing it as I 've posted it here.

Thanks go out to my wonderful beta and youthful baby, Dancer of Starlight. She 's been reading this and betaing it ever since I started writing it in Sept of 2007. I 've bounced ideas off of her and she tells me whether they 're good or they 're atrocious. My other sister and my blood brother have also been extremely helpful. Thanks to them as well !

Thanks as well to all my close reviewers. XDNLxtlz99, sinwillys822, Moonylupin, and ginnyweasleypotter87, you guys are awesome !

Albus 's account is far from over, though ! Be on the observation post for the sequel, Albus Potter and the raceway They Left rump, sometime shortly after Christmas ! It chronicles Albus 's second year at Hogwarts and is filled with new case and plots ! It is completely finished, so updates will be on a unconstipated ground. I 'm currently working on the nameless history of Albus 's one-third year.

I 'll entrust you with that rather long bit of writer 's notes. I hope everyone has a Happy Channukkah, Merry Christmas, and Happy Other holiday !