A/N : This level describes how Albus, matte, Amanda, John, and blush wine get their Hogwarts missive. Each chapter contians lyric from a Song by Jared Campbell. Each chapter 's public figure is a language from the Saame call. The story is named after his Sung, Life Is Good.

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

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Cause lot, it 's in my way
and I do n't let the patience to put life on handle,
I think I 'm holding out for something more.
~Fate, Jared Joseph Campbell



Eleven-year-old Albus Severus thrower was standing in nominal head of the window in the drawing room of his London house, Grimmauld Place. He had been standing perfectly still for the past two mo, watching as a dot in the sky got larger and larger until it was recognisable as an owl.

The owl was close now and it looked like it was heading heterosexual for Grimmauld Place. It was close enough for Albus to notice its ruffled Robert Brown feather and the letter wrapped around its wooden leg. Albus gulped and he rubbed his sweaty handwriting on his pants.

Watching for the morning post had become a act for Albus over the past few twenty-four hour period. As soon as he woke up, he would bear by the window waiting for the owl that he knew would arrive soon. The owl from Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry that would wreak him his toleration letter. Albus 's older brother, James, had received his letter a class ago, in mid-July, and Albus was certainly his would arrive 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 loud razzing and then soared out the window. Albus shut it as he rifled through the letters. One was addressed to James. But the other, the other was addressed to Albus.

Albus sat down on the couch and slowly turned the letter over in his script. He swallowed strong and began to unfold it with shaking handwriting. He pulled it out of the envelop and learn it.

Albus closed the missive, grinning to himself. It had finally arrived. Albus had been kind of anxious about it the full summer. He knew it would arrive, but after day of no bird of night from Hogwarts, he had gotten a bit worried.

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

James 's bedroom door 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 difficulty even while sleeping, it was James.

Albus glanced around the room, trying to think of a originative way to awake him up. He wished he had a sceptre and could spout H2O in Henry James 's expression.

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 IV and waited.

All of a sudden, King James 's eyes shot open and he jumped back. He hit his school principal on the bulwark behind his bed and winced.

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

`` niner in the morning, '' Albus said, `` Sorry about your chief. ``

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

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

`` See, you got it, '' St. James the Apostle said.

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

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

Albus shrugged. He sort of doubted Lily would believe 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 twelvemonth to go.

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

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

James IV was entering his irregular year and was determined to go Gryffindor 's new Seeker. He had been practicing all summer on one of their mum 's old brooms. James 's birthday was in Nov and he had been giving their parents not so subtle hints about a new broom ever since he returned home 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 Saint James as he left, and noticed that he already had his eyes closed.

Albus ran back down the stairs and to the kitchen. Both of his parents were sitting at the tabular array eating eggs and toast.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Albus turned around and saw that she had a fuzz copse stuck in her hair and her heart were welling up with tears.

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

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

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

`` Lily, what have I told you about wrapping your whisker around your skirmish ? '' 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 free, `` Where is it ? I want to see ! ``

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

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

`` No, '' Albus shook his head.

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

`` It 's his alphabetic character, Lils, '' Harry replied.

Lily crossed her blazon across her chest. `` amercement. I want to go to Hogwarts, too. ``

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

Harry snorted into his succus. `` I seem to recall someone else who was impatient about going to Hogwarts. ``

Ginny smacked Harry playfully on the top dog with that forenoon 's copy of the Prophet. `` Oh, shut it, Harry. ``

Albus poured himself a stadium of cereal and sat down just as the fireplace lit up with green flames. It cleared a few seconds later and out stepped a boy in his deep teen who had turquoise colored hair.

`` teddy bear ! '' Albus shouted and jumped up from the mesa, `` I got my letter of the alphabet just now ! '' Albus handed slip 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 ripe, 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 patch of toast off Harry 's plate.

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

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

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

`` Sounds soundly, '' shift said as he stepped back into the fireplace and disappeared in green flames.

******

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

Albus had been to Diagon Alley numerous fourth dimension before, but there was something very exciting about going there to buy supplying for Hogwarts. He was getting to do everything King James I had done the late class. Albus was especially excited about going to Olivander 's and getting his wand.

They met Ron and Hermione Weasley, as well as their two kids, pink wine and Victor Hugo, in social movement of Gringott 's. blush wine was a twosome months untested than Albus, but would be turning eleven in August and would be going to Hogwarts as well. Hugo was Lily 's age.

`` Where to first ? '' Harry asked.

`` Olivander 's ! '' Albus announced.

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

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

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

`` Eyelops ! '' Lily shouted.

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

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

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

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

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

The trip to the Apothecary was agile. cypher really wanted to lollygag in there. Albus did n't particularly enjoy the place. It had an odd smell to it and there were cauldrons full of things that looked like they were decaying.

After the druggist, they went to lady Malkin 's, which was boring as well. Albus just did n't notice buying robes very exciting. It seemed like his dad was doing the virtually irksome shopping first.

Finally, after a yearn misstep to brandish and Blotts, Harry announced that Olivander 's was next on the leaning. Albus and Rose ran ahead of the rest of the group and arrived a few mo 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 run-in of scepter that were behind him.

Olivander took measurements and then walked to the back of the shop. He returned with a few baton just as the remainder of the Potter and Weasley family line entered the store. Olivander greeted them and then handed Albus and rosebush each a wand.

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

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

`` Perhaps this one, '' Olivander handed Albus another sceptre, `` Eleven and a fourth part inch, Ash, capital of Arizona feathering. ``

Albus took the wand and all of a sudden a strong feeling enveloped him. If he did n't jazz any better, he 'd say the verge actually glowed in his paw for a split second. He could feel that it was the right one even before he waved it. He gave it a wave and gold sparkle erupted from it.

`` Excellent, '' Olivander grinned.

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

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

James was asking to go to Quality Quidditch Supplies every five minute of arc or so, but Harry led the way into Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes first.

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

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

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

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

Albus followed George IV into the profundity of the shop. He was not at all surprised that his uncle was assisting him with pranks. George III was the owner of Weasleys'mavin Wheezes and was fabled at Hogwarts as one of the most pixilated students ever to attend.

`` Now, every educatee needs a Skiving Snackbox or two, '' St. George said as he handed Albus and rosebush each a colored box, `` After all, I ca n't guess you 'll want to sit through History of Magic very often. ``

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

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

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

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

`` George Weasley ! '' Hermione scolded, `` You should be setting a proficient example for these two ! No marvel Fred was in detainment every week last yr ! ``

Albus laughed as he took a pack of dung bomb calorimeter off the shelf. His cousin Fred was George 's son and just finished his tertiary twelvemonth at Hogwarts. Fred had taken after his father as far as pranking went.

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

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

`` Harry ! '' Teddy burst out of the back way and joined the group, `` Getting Al all the pranking merchandise he 'll want this year ? ``

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

`` I am not buying this poppycock for Rose, '' Hermione stated.

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

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

Jesse James finally got to go to caliber Quidditch Supplies after dinner and got his former birthday present. Albus was slightly jealous about this, but knew that he could n't have his own broom at Hogwarts anyway. He was determined to pull in it onto the Quidditch squad eventually, though.

The death stop of the day was Eyelops Owl Emporium, which was a place Albus was almost as excited about as he had been about Olivander 's. His parents had told him he 'd be able-bodied 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 dissolute than you think. ``

Albus began looking around at all the owls. He did n't really stimulate any ideas about what kind of owl he wanted ; he just thought he 'd look around and see what owl wish him.

There were owl of all sizing and colors. albumen ones, dark ones, and speckled I. Small ones, large ones, and metier sized single. Albus walked slowly through the store and looked at each owl. His middle rested on an owl with gleaming topaz heart and non-white brownness feather. The owl had a few flake of ovalbumin on its head 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 flabby bird and Albus knew it was the one for him. The owl flew onto his shoulder and Albus walked back to his parents.

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

`` What 's his name ? '' Harry asked.

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

`` epithet 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 chance 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 sign of the zodiac. But the thought of being in Slytherin had never crossed his idea. He always thought he 'd be in Gryffindor, where everyone in his hale family line had been. It was possible for him to be in Slytherin, though. Or Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. Neither of those would be that bad, but Albus wanted to be in Gryffindor.

`` Ready to go, Al ? '' Harry asked, `` develop 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 caldron. In two calendar month, he 'd be at Hogwarts. The place where his parents went and nigh of the rest of his family. The place he had been impatiently waiting to go to for years. He could n't think of a time in his biography where he had been more excited. All he hoped was that he would wind up in Gryffindor and maybe, just maybe, he would be able to make a gens for himself.


But he knows that it 's going to be all right hand
causal agent the love that he 's got will celebrate him affectionate through the nighttime
lifespan is safe, life is good
~LIfe Is Good, Jared Campbell


Eleven-year-old Levi Conan Eckerton was sitting below a prominent oak tree in his backyard. His eyes were closed and he was resting his head against its crude trunk. The sun was beating down on him through the branches above. For the preceding hour, the only auditory sensation had been the occasional shuttlecock chirping or cow mooing. Then a loud revving broke the silence.

Matt slowly opened his oculus and squinted in the bright sunlight. He glanced around to try and find out where the noise was coming from. In the distance, he saw the James Leonard Farmer riding his tractor through the fields that surrounded Matt 's house.

matt lived in the country, far from any Town. His sign was on an acre of property that was surrounded by farmland on three incline and a timberland on the other. The nearby Farmer owned all of the surrounding tilth and was regularly seen plowing or performing other task. The Fannie Farmer 's sign was quite far away, although matte could see it from where he was sitting. former than the Farmer, matte had no former neighbors.

matte 's parents, Bruno Walter and Julie, wanted it that way. matt was not an ordinary bicycle eleven-year-old boy, even by wizarding criterion. At the age of five, he was bitten by a werewolf and became one himself. For the past times five and a half years, over half his life, he had been enduring painful transformations every calendar month that left him exhausted and cat. As if he could be anymore strange, the Wolfsbane Potion which normally enabled a lycanthrope to prevent his mind during full synodic month, did not work for Matt.

That particular day happened to be the day of the wide Sun Myung Moon. In only a few short minute, lustrelessness would be locked in a room in the basement and go through the painful shift into the wolf.

As the full moon was only a short while away, Matt was already feeling the effects of it. A few days beforehand, he would sap quickly and get a lot of headaches. He also lost his appetite. At the here and now, he had a splitting headache which was not helped by the tractor, but felt too exhausted to go. He closed his eyes and tried to brush aside the pounding in his brain and the tractor 's roaring.

`` matte, are you out here ? '' somebody shouted.

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

Amy ran the rest of the length and sat down next to him. Her blond hair was thrown up into a messy ponytail and flying everywhere as she walked.

`` Thank Merlin, '' Amy sighed, `` I could n't get you anywhere. You know Mum does n't care it when you go outside the day of the full moonlight. ``

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

`` Is she back yet ? '' Matt asked. His female parent had gone to Diagon alley to pick up some foodstuff a little spell ago, leaving Amy to 'babysit'him. flatness thought this was ridiculous since he was eleven and certainly did not need a babysitter, but did n't argue with her. Plus, Amy was home anyway.

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

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

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

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

Everything got worse from there. Someone who held a grudge against Matt 's dad at the Ministry announced to the stallion area that flatness was a werewolf ( something they had successfully hidden for over two year ) and then his dad lost his job because of it. He had been the point of the Department for the Regulation and ascendency of Magical fauna. After that, the man who had announced Matt 's lycanthropy became the head and reach legislating restricting the right of werewolves.

Matt 's parents sent letter of the alphabet to numerous other schools asking if he could attend to. Hogwarts schoolhouse 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. aliveness had been better since then. Amy had a hard clip adjusting, but eventually began to enjoy Hogwarts.

Due to all of this, mat knew he would get a missive from Hogwarts this summer. He had been waiting for it for calendar week since he had no approximation when it would get, but had momentarily forgotten about it that day. Despite knowing it was going to come, there was something very energise about it actually arriving.

lustrelessness slowly peeled back the seal and opened the envelop. He pulled the letter out and carefully stretch out it.

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

`` That 's why I opened mine slowly, '' Matt smirked. He looked at the letter and study it aloud. There was a position script at the end, one that Matt knew the quietus of his fellow students would not suffer received.

P.S. Please have your parents contact
us so we can set up a clip for you to
come to the school so we can discourse
the care we have set up for
your lycanthropy.

Matt folded the letter and then looked up at Amy. He still could n't believe that it was finally his turn to go to Hogwarts. He had been secretly jealous of Amy for years. Every time she got to go shopping for supplying and then race away on the Hogwarts Express, he watched with envious eyes.

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

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

`` You will be, '' Amy assured him, `` Siblings usually get sorted into the Lapplander business firm. Victoire 's sister and brother are in Gryffindor like she is. All their first cousin are there, too. ``

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

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

`` Yeah, '' Matt said, wishing he did n't have to await, `` Says I ca n't get a bring a Scots heather, though. ``

`` Like Mum would let you bring one anyway, '' Amy laughed, `` oral presentation 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 ? '' Matt asked as he stuffed his letter 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 house. The affair Matt hated even more than the literal transformation into the wolf was how crazy he felt the days leading up to it. It was like getting the flu once a month.

To lustrelessness 's relief, his female parent was not back from Diagon Alley when they got back to the house. Amy helped him to the lounge and he laid down on it.

`` I am going to miss so many socio-economic class during the full moonlight, '' Matt groaned.

`` Yeah, you probably will, '' Amy agreed, `` But the instructor are nice so you 'll be able to catch up. Well, most of them are nice. Washburn 's a nasty piece of work, but the rest are Nice. And it 's not necessarily a bad thing to miss history of Magic. There 's usually about a quarter of the the great unwashed in my class using Puking Pastilles or Nosebleed Nougats before that course of study. You 'll receive a built in apology once a calendar month. All the rest of the kids in your course of instruction will be jealous. ``

`` I doubt that, '' lusterlessness said darkly. Ever since he had first seen the sweets in a Skiving Snackbox, he was bewildered that mass would actually eat sweets that would earn you ill. He just could n't twine his judgment around actually wanting to be ill, even to miss a drill class. He 'd rather sit through the class.

`` Just keep an surface judgment, '' Amy shrugged, `` There have been quite a few times where I would rather be in the Hospital extension than in family. ``

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

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

`` When did you final have it ? '' Amy asked.

`` When I woke up this morning. ``

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

Matt heard the threshold unfold a consequence later and his mum walked in, her arms laden with grocery bags.

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

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

The bags dropped to the floor with a thumping and flatness heard footsteps coming closer. He felt his female parent snog his brow and flick his blonde hair.

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

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

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

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

His mum kissed his brow once more and sat down next to him on the sofa. `` Amy, could you contribute the fever reducer, too ? ``

Matt squeezed his oculus shut tighter. No curiosity he felt horrendous ; he had a febrility. Now he was sort of glad he came inside when he did.

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

`` That 's rattling, beloved, '' she replied, `` We 'll go shopping in a few days. ``

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

matte cracked spread out his centre and took one of the goblets 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 of instruction, honey, '' his mum said as she rubbed his back, `` Just go to sleep now. We 'll tattle more about it tomorrow. ``

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

******

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

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

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

`` Thanks, '' Matt whispered.

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

Matt watched his dad paseo into the kitchen and closed his middle once more. He drifted off to sleep again, trying not to guess about what would materialize in an hour.

After what seemed like only a few minutes later, matt woke up in a cold-blooded lather with an awing headache that no potion could ever help with. He sat up and looked out the window. It was colored, but he did n't need to see the sky to know that the moon would arise soon.

`` Mum ! '' his voice cracked. He swallowed hard. The painfulness always started before the transformation did. It was awe-inspiring. He always tried not to cry, but it never worked. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to keep the rent from leaking out.

He heard three solidification of footsteps run into the room and felt his female parent 's arms wrap around him. He leaned into her and rested his psyche on her shoulder.

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

Matt shakily stood up and his parents helped him bumble towards the basement door. He could listen Amy 's footsteps behind them. Nobody said a Scripture as they walked down the stairs and towards his translation room.

Matt sat down on the blow up floor as soon as he got into the room. His psyche was spinning and he did n't consider he 'd be able to stand up up much longer anyway. His parents and Amy each gave him a hug and then left the room. They did n't say anything, but there was zippo to say. He 'd done this so many times there was n't really any point in his parents saying anything. He knew they 'd be there in the morning.

The room access locked as his parents and Amy left, and matt let out a loud sigh as he sat down. This was it. Another full Sun Myung Moon. There was nothing he could do now but wait.

For years, he fought the change. He 'd clench his hands and jaw and try to forbid the shift, even though he knew it would n't puzzle out. The only time he had n't fought it was the first one, where he had no idea what was going to happen. For the second one, he knew what was going to happen. He was only six, but he understood and he fought it with every share of his being. Now, five and a half years later, with five and a half eld of proof that it would n't make for, he still fought it.

Matt did n't have to wait long for the transformation to begin. His headache became unbearable and he felt his belly lurch. He learned early on to not try and eat anything beforehand, because it always came back up during the low share of the transformation.

He curled up into a ball and let out a soft moan. He could feel his heart beating a nautical mile a minute. His breathing was curt and push. It felt like he could n't suspire. He always tried not to scream, but that never worked either. He felt his bones breaking and elongating and hair sprouting everywhere.

He let out a loud screeching and clenched his eyes as pain coerced through his body. No total of previous full lunar month would ever educate him for the painful transformation. null helped with it either. His parents had given him so many different potions, but nothing decreased the pain.

His mind was always the last thing to go. Matt hated that. He wished his intellect would go first. Then he would n't throw to think back the actual transformation. He always wished he 'd pass out before the transformation began, but that never happened.

Matt took a few more ragged breaths and cried out in painfulness. He sat up and looked at his workforce, which were quickly turning into paw of the beast. He felt dizzy. The human race was spinning around him and it felt like fog was clouding his head. He let out one more 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 smell of rakehell and humans lingering in the air. He was also trapped, again. The Hugo Wolf was always trapped. He began to tread around the room and look for an leak road. It was n't there. There was never an safety valve route.

The skirt chaser stood up on his hind legs and pointed his snout towards the ceiling. He let out a long howling and then glared at the opposite paries. He got back down on all fours and charged at it, slamming his head into the abnormally balmy wall. He stepped back and repeated the outgrowth again and again.

He was alone. Alone and trapped. Every single full moon, the wolf was alone and stuck in the low footslog room. He wanted to get out. He wanted to get out and find the citizenry he could faintly smell beyond the walls.

However, there was no way out. No subject how many times the wolf rammed his head into the wall, he could not crack it. Eventually, he sat down in the middle of the room and howled once more. He then proceeded to seize with teeth at his own body to lighten the urge to aggress something.

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lustrelessness cracked his eyes open and tried to arise his forefront. A stabbing pain fled through his head and he dropped it back down onto the dramatise floor. He closed his heart and tried to concentrate on breathing. Each short, laboured intimation hurt. He could n't even figure out which parts of his body hurt the worse. Everything hurt. From the top of his head to his toes.

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

The door clicked a short patch later, but for lusterlessness 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 undulation of dizziness come over him as he was lifted up.

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

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

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

His body still ached despite the potions he knew his parents had given him. His head was throbbing dully as well. Worse 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 bring off replete lunation when he was by himself ? He could n't even get up when he transformed back the next morning. His parents always had to carry him back to his room.

His parents. matt felt a jounce in his stomach as he realized that they would n't be there every full phase of the moon moonlight when he was in schoolhouse. 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 years old for Merlin 's sake. Eleven-year-olds should not be afraid of going to school and being away from their parents.

It was a virtual issue, he assured himself. That was all. He could n't physically deal with full moons by himself. That was why he was worried about going to schoolhouse. It was n't like he could n't deal with being away from home.

Then there was the issuance of his classmates. What if they found out ? It was n't like he could cabbage away for the total moon and be back in his residence hall the following break of the day before his roommates woke up. He 'd be in the infirmary fender for at to the lowest degree two Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. He doubted he 'd be capable to go to classes the day of the full lunar month and he usually needed two Day to regain. That was three years of missed classes, but more importantly, it was three days of fade to explain. What was he going to say ? People did n't normally get brainsick that much.

It was a stupid thought, he thought, going to schooltime. He bit his lip and tried to stop the tears from welling in his eyes. Why did n't his parents just home schooltime him ? It would be easier. They were both knowledgeable in most aspects of magic. If his parents had just decided to home school day him, they could take in stayed in Australia. Then Amy would make been happier.

No, they could n't suffer stayed. He sighed. Not after his dad lost his job and all the jurisprudence restricting the rightfield of lycanthrope had been passed. They were originally going to impress so he could go to schooltime. But then his dad lost his job. It was n't entirely lusterlessness 's geological fault that they moved, was it ? Not if his dad needed another job ....

It was his demerit his dad lost his job, though. If he had n't gotten seize with teeth, his dad would n't have got lost his job. So, for all spirit and purposes, his family had moved because of him. He could n't not go to school after all they 'd done for him. He 'd just have to suck it up and portion out with it, no matter how terrifying the prospect was.

`` Matt, are you wake up ? '' Amy peeked her school principal into his room.

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

Amy gave a small smile and walked into the room. She set a goblet down on the bedside board and then sat on the understructure of the bed.

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

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

It was kind of strange since Amy normally had quite the temper and was very impatient. Their mum had once told matte that she took after his nanna, but Amy would never take on 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 Matt, too. When they were younger, their parents insisted on keeping Amy away from the sign during full lunation. She hated it and resented their parents for keeping her out of the loop. She really had no musical theme what went on during fully moons.

Then life as they knew it fell apart in Australia and Amy began to recognise what went on. She did resent lusterlessness for months about having to run, but eventually got used to Hogwarts. Then, the kickoff full synodic month after her quaternary year, she stayed at menage during the wide-cut Sun Myung Moon and saw Matt afterwards.

Amy never told mat what she had thought of seeing him after a transformation, but her natural process spoke more than Scripture would have. She stayed by his side after every full moon that summer. A few weeks after that commencement wide-cut moonlight of the summertime, she announced that she was going to become a therapist and hoped to come upon a adaptation of the wolfbane Potion that would work for Matt.

Matt had been a trivial 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 zealous star gazer and loved uranology. If anyone could occur up with a better rendering about that potion, it was Amy. She had the acquisition, interests, and motive to do it.

`` Actually, '' his vocalism caught in his throat, `` I 'm not that cracking. ``

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 pack this potion, it 'll avail. ``

`` It 's not that, '' matt swallowed the potion in one gulp, `` I mean, my capitulum hurts but no regretful than common. It 's, '' he paused, `` It 's Hogwarts. I 'm just not sure if I should go ... '' his vocalization trailed off.

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

`` This, '' he muttered, `` This probably sounds pudden-head, but I do n't believe I can do it without Mum and Dad. ``

`` It 's not unintelligent, '' Amy said quietly, `` They 've always been there for every wax Sun Myung Moon. But I think you 're wrong. You can do it without them. ``

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

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

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

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

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

`` Of course of study, '' Amy nodded, `` And I 'll stay put at the Hospital Wing with you except when I 'm in year. ``

mat nodded. He felt a little better knowing that Amy would be there with him. She could practically do everything in purchase order to heal his combat injury 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 17. But he still felt awkward about the altogether thing.

`` I know you 'll still overlook them, '' Amy said quietly, `` And there 's nothing faulty with that. I was so homesick during first year and I did n't accept to allot with turning into a wolf once a month. I imagine that 'll make it even worse. ``

Matt turned to his sis and laughed. He kind of wish how she just stated what was true and never tried to soften it.

`` Yeah, probably, '' he replied.

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

Matt shrugged. Making friends was another matter he was worried about. He did n't really give many friends. He occasionally spent time with some of his dad 's coworkers'small fry, but did n't know them very well.

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

`` You will, '' Amy said.

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

`` They wo n't find out, '' Amy said adamantly, `` You 'll reach heap of champion. Victoire said a few of her cousin-german are starting this year and they 're certainly to be in Gryffindor like you will be. ``

Matt had only met Victoire a few times, but from what he could evidence, she was really skillful. Matt only hoped her cousins were as well.

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

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

lustrelessness nodded. `` Ok. Thanks. '' He was pretty tired. He did n't normally suffer such long discussions with Amy so soon after the full moon. He usually slept until dinner time.

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

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


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

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And she knows that this is substantial


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


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

Amanda had always enjoyed reading. Ever since she was a piddling female child, books had been some of her best friends. They were great company when she was sad or bored or just wanted to elude into a different human beings for a spell. advantageously of all, book never made fun of her.

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

She was only five when she first realized that she was dissimilar. Amanda, her former sister, Jen, who was nine at the time, and a few of her sister 's friends were playing outdoor. They decided to bring hide and go seek and Amanda climbed the boastful tree diagram in their backyard and hid amongst the branches. Jen, who was 'it', had the laborious time finding her. In fact, Jen never found her. Amanda did n't exit the tree until their mom called them in for a snack.

That was when it happened. Amanda 's foot caught on one of the offshoot and she lost her grip. She fell what must receive been twenty or thirty feet out of that maple tree, hitting numerous offshoot on her way down.

When she was a mere five understructure from the ground, she suddenly stopped falling. Then, she glided lightly to the ground, and landed softly on her groundwork. Amanda looked around and saw Jen staring open-mouthed at her. Their mother, who had seen Amanda falling, ran from the theater and checked her over. She was completely OK, save for a few kid scratches and bruise. 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 unlike that day. It was only the rootage. strange things had happened to her ever since. When she was six and the class bully stole her cooky at lunch, new ace appeared out of thin air in front of her. When she was seven and forgot to do her mathematics homework, it somehow did itself while sitting in her backpack.

A minuscule, relatively harmless crack had somehow descended upon a few son who were chasing her when she was eight. That incident was what caused nigh of the former kids her age to guide clear of her.

There was one girl who did not care that strange affair happened around Amanda. Jamie business firm, Amanda 's right friend since Kindergarten, never cared about the unknown incidents. She actually thought they were shady. Amanda and Jamie were inseparable at school.

However, Jamie was currently spending a few hebdomad with her grandparents in Scotland. Without Jamie 's ship's company, Amanda had spent most of her time indication. There was n't really anything else to do. Jen was XV and the go thing she wanted to do was hang out with her eleven-year-old sister. Amanda 's little blood brother, Max, was eight and all he wanted to do was cod his bicycle in the empty lot down the road with the other neighborhood boys.

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

The doorbell rang just as Amanda was leaving her room.

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

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

Amanda ran down the steps and towards the door. She pulled it open and saw a man wearing the strangest outfit she had ever seen anyone wearing on a day that was not Halloween. It looked like a calamitous graduation gown. The man himself looked relatively sane, though. His blonde fuzz was neatly combed and he smiled when Amanda opened the door.

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

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

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

`` Wait right here, '' Amanda said and went to get hold her parents, `` Mum ! Dad ! There 's some fellow at the door who wants to speak to you ! ``

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

`` Nothing ! '' Amanda replied.

Mrs. Tagger, a short, chubby cleaning woman with flecks of Lady Jane Grey in her iniquity brown pilus 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 individual school day and I 'm here to inform you that your girl has been accepted. ``

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

`` No, '' the man shook his brain, `` 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 schoolhouse. Why would she ? She had already gotten into the secondary coil shoal she was attending in the gloam.

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

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

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

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

`` I think you 'd improve, '' Mrs tagger said in barely Thomas More than a whisper.

The man stepped inside the firm and followed Mrs Tagger into the den. Amanda followed and sat down on a chair while the foreign man took the couch.

`` Henry ! '' Mrs. tagging program shouted down the cellar steps, `` You 'd better come upstair ! ``

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

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

`` prof Neville Longbottom, '' the man replied as he stood up and shake off each of my parents'hands.

`` Professor ? '' henry raised his eyebrows.

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

`` No, '' Henry shook his head.

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

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

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

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

Neville grinned. `` I get that reaction a lot. Anyway, Hogwarts is not an ordinary shoal. It is a school of trick. Mr. and Mrs. tagger, your daughter is a beldam. ``

Amanda was glad she had been sitting down. If she had n't, she surely would feature fainted. She stared in jolt at Neville. What did he mean, witch ? Amanda had read many account about witches. Some had good beldame and others had bad witches. Which witch was she ?

How could she even be a crone ? Witches were n't real. They were made up to provide amusement. They could n't actually live. illusion did n't exist.

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

`` It 's not a frivolity, '' Neville said calmly, `` conjuring trick does exist. crone and thaumaturge have been hiding their universe for generations. I teach at Great Britain 's lone school of thaumaturgy. ``

`` What do you teach ? '' Joseph Henry asked.

`` Herbology. The study of magical industrial plant. ``

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

Neville grinned and pulled out his wand. Amanda stared at it. A very wizard baton. Just like the ones she 'd translate about in books.

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

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

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

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

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

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

`` brewage potions, various charm, disappear and reappear in a new place- ''

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

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

`` What the bloody hell was that ? '' Jen ran into the way with her hair partially directly and partially curly.

`` Language, Jennifer, '' Sarah warned.

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

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

`` Wait, waiting ! '' Henry shouted, `` What if we choose not to let her attend to this place ? ``

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

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

`` Magic ? '' Jen asked, `` Like pulling lapin out of chapeau ? ``

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

Sarah shook her forefront. `` No. Amanda, you just desire it to exist. magic is n't real. It 's fantasise. ``

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

Sarah 's facial expression went picket blanched and she turned to Henry. `` Yes, '' she whispered, `` Many times. ``

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

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

`` That 's very well. But she wo n't ever learn to control her magic and she will extend to cause unknown things to happen. ``

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

`` Glad to discover it, '' Neville reached into his, what could only be described as a cloak, and pulled out a missive. 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 bit of newspaper publisher that had a leaning of supplying written on it, including a caldron, scepter, and spell books. Amanda had about a million questions. Where could she buy a tangible wand ? Had they gotten the platform wrong ? There could n't be a program 9 3/4, could there ? What did the letter mean, broom handle ? Did witches really ride around on heather like they do in books ?

`` I 'm rest home ! '' the front door slammed shut and Max ran into the room, his dark pilus disheveled and his facial expression coated in dirt. He stopped at the sight of Neville and grinned. `` Nice costume, but Allhallows Eve 's not for a few months. ``

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

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

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

`` Max, please go upstairs 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 learn how to control my magic. I wo n't be the weird girl at Hogwarts. ``

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

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

`` We 're not busy, '' 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 hag ! Amanda always knew she was different, but she never imagined it would be like this. She pinched herself to make sure it was real. It was. She, Amanda Tagger, was a witch. It was like she had fallen into one of her books.

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Clarence Day are dissimilar then they were before
And we both exchange
It 's only getting better
~Only Getting wagerer, Jared Campbell


Eleven-year-old John Malcolm Brickston was running around in a large forget me drug as fast as he possibly could. He, along with two other boys, was spinning the merry-go-round in the ballpark across the street from his household as fast as he could. A fourth boy was on the merry-go-round screech in delight.

It was a daily thing for Gospel According to John, playing with the early boys in his vicinity at the car park. They particularly liked spinning each former until they felt sick on the roundabout. early bodily function included trying to push each early off the rapscallion bars and jumping off of the swings. They often spent all day doing this, until one of their mothers called them inside.

whoremonger had fun playing with the other boys from his neighbourhood even though he was quite dissimilar from them. John was a wizard and all of his locality friends were Muggles. whoremaster 's family was the only wizarding family living in a neighborhood of Muggles. He did n't mind, of course. He was actually glad he lived in a neighborhood full of citizenry to flirt with, rather than in the middle of nowhere like so many other wizards did. most of his first cousin did n't have any faithful neighbors.

Without the neighborhood boys around, the simply the great unwashed 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 untested than him and drove him mental on a daily basis.

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

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

`` enough, enough ! '' the boy on the merry-go-round shouted.

lav and the other two boy stepped back and watched it decelerate down. Once it had almost stopped, the boy jumped off and stumbled around, falling on the flat coat. bathroom and the others crowded around him.

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

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

lav turned his head word towards the voice and groaned. It was his mother. The previous day she had made him learn over his short sisters when they played at the park and he really did n't require to do that again. But his baby were n't with his mum, so maybe she wanted something else.

`` What ? '' whoremonger shouted.

`` You need to add up domicile now ! '' she shouted back.

John groaned again and reluctantly said adios to his supporter. He hated it when his mum called him menage without explaining why.

`` Why do I own to go home now ? '' trick asked as he reached his mum, `` It 's not dinner time. ``

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

That was probably the only affair she could possess said to arrive at 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 !

lavatory 's house was in its common state of pandemonium when he entered it. Not two irregular after they stepped in the door, his 2nd youngest sister, Gemma, ran up them screaming about how Amelia had taken her toy. Gemma was six and Amelia, his young sister, was five.

At any given moment there were probably five or six minuscule kids at toilet 's house. He had a lot of first cousin who were all younger than him. His mother was a stay at home mum, but a few of his auntie worked outside the rest home. They often dropped their tyke off at John 's house while they were at work. Or when they had to go shopping. It was just another rationality why privy enjoyed spending his free meter outside, away from the lilliputian kids.

That day, all his short sisters were home, of class. Plus, his cousin-german Isabelle, who was ten, and Isabelle 's three-year-old sister, Alyssa.

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

John nodded and stepped over a good deal of Wendy Wiccan dolls that Ashtyn, his nine-year-old sis must have left in the doorway.

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

Ashtyn and Isabelle came running through the house, scooped up the dolls, 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 lot of chain armor, `` I just had it a second ago. Hang on. ``

John sighed as he leaned against the bulwark. He could n't hold back to get to Hogwarts. Then he would n't give to deal with all his trivial sisters and cousins anymore. He would be in a property where he was one of the youngest people. That rarely happened. John had always been the oldest, the one who was expected to be mature.

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

Saint John grinned. He may be expected to be age, but he was n't. Pulling japery was one of his preferred things to do and the droppings bomb in the crapper never got old, especially when Ashtyn was on the receiving end of it.

Jan sent him a withering look. `` I cringe to consider about the amount of bird of night I 'll be getting from professor Kendrick about the shenanigan you get into succeeding year, '' she sighed, `` Ashtyn, just flush it like usual ! ``

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

Jan groaned and walked over to the two lady friend, who were still fighting over a glut flying dragon. Jan wrenched it from Amelia 's hands and stuck it up on a eminent ledge. She continued searching for John 's varsity letter while Gemma and Amelia complained.

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

Three-year-old Alyssa was holding a torn envelope in her hands and giggling playfully. John grabbed it from her and she burst out battle cry. Jan picked her up as Saint John took off for his chamber, the only toddler free berth in the intact house.

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

lavatory 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 doubt. Everyone in his intact family had gone to Hogwarts for as far back as anyone could recollect. As far as he knew, his sept did n't let any Squibs.

trick had been looking forward to Hogwarts for a very foresightful time. His parents had all sorts of report to tell of the spot. Although, their instruction had been interrupted due to the final engagement and Voldemort 's frustration. They had only been for the first time eld at the time and Hogwarts had closed for a year in edict for it to be rebuilt. But after that, his parents had had a somewhat pattern education.

There were all sorts of thing that John was looking forward to. The Sorting ( although his parents refused to order him how it was done ), the fete, exploding potions, Peeves, Quidditch, Hogsmeade tripper when he got senior, the Gryffindor common room. John was sure he 'd get into Gryffindor even though his mum had been a Hufflepuff. His dad was a Gryffindor and everyone said he took after his dad.

John 's dad, Jeff Brickston, had been the Hogwarts prankster when he was in school. John could n't wait to deplume some pranks of his own. His dad had promised to get him well supplied with poppycock from Weasleys'Wizard Wheezes, although his mum was n't too well-chosen about it.

John remained in his room for the eternal sleep of the afternoon. A glimpse out the windowpane told him that his Muggle champion had left the park. It would have been boring for him to go back. Instead, he stayed in his way and pulled out his old but trusty glory Two chiliad and One.

The Calluna vulgaris had been his dad 's when he was at Hogwarts. can grabbed a bottle of polish and began to rub it into the wear upon wood. Jeff had given it to John when he was only five and Saint John had been flying on it ever since.

If John had to pick the one matter he was most looking forward to at Hogwarts, it would be Quidditch. John had been flying for as long as he could think of and he had Leslie Townes Hope of making it onto the Gryffindor Quidditch team. If he was sorted into Gryffindor, that is. He just hoped that there was a beater positioning open at the right time. He doubted he 'd get chosen as a beater in his mo yr due to the fact that beaters were generally quite a lot bounteous than the rest of the actor. But if a beater emplacement opened when he was in quaternary or twenty percent year, he just might nominate it.

Isabelle and Alyssa had left by the meter St. 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 ? '' St. John asked as he grabbed a Daucus carota sativa out of a bowl.

`` I do n't know, '' Jan replied, `` Your Aunt Jodie is working tomorrow and I have to watch Stephanie as well as the twins. I do n't particularly want to drag three excess kids to Diagon alley especially when two are babies. It may make to wait until the weekend. And please do n't eat the carrots. ``

bathroom sighed and sat down at the board. He did n't want to wait until the weekend. He wished his mum did n't watch all of his little cousins all the time.

`` I 'm dwelling house ! '' someone shouted from the den.

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

`` grandpa ! '' 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 granddaddy, Zander Brickston, was over one hundred long time old but was usually healthy as a hippogriff. He was a bit doddering and unmindful at times, but it never bothered him. He was often the aliveness of the party, too, despite his age. John loved him.

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

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

`` fountainhead done, Johnny-Boy ! '' Zander gave him a surprisingly strong clap on the back, `` Great place, Hogwarts. Charles Herbert Best years of my lifetime, except for the times I found myself in Professor Dippet 's office. You 'd best stay out of there. ``

`` prof Dippet 's been dead for twelvemonth, granddad, '' John laughed.

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

dinner party was lively that evening, as it always was when Zander was there. He dominated the conversation with write up of his own old age at Hogwarts. Gospel According to John was form of storm he remembered them so well. He told of the meter he and his friends went for a swimming in the Joseph Black Lake at midnight during the full moon in January. The nurse had not been pleased when they showed up at the hospital wing with thin lawsuit of hypothermia. She scolded them and told them if they were stupid enough to swim in the lake during January, they could at to the lowest degree use cold-repellent charms on themselves.

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

other stories included the many prank he pulled on the Slytherins. 'Pranking 's a Brickston tradition ,'he told Saint John the Apostle solemnly. The metre he snuck out of the rook and into Hogsmeade. The time he fell asleep during his History of trick O.W.L. ( `` What do they anticipate, when Binns makes you fall asleep during social class ? '' ) Sneaking about the castle at night with whatever girlfriend he had at the fourth dimension. 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 arouse about Hogwarts after hearing all of the floor. He wanted to swim in the Black Lake in the middle of wintertime. He wanted to cabbage out of school to go to Hogsmeade. He wanted to paint half his face red and the other half atomic number 79 for the Gryffindor-Slytherin Quidditch match.

John did n't have intercourse how he was going to be capable to hold off two days until Sabbatum to go to Diagon Alley, let alone wait the month and a half until he 'd be able to actually go to Hogwarts. It seemed so far away. He had been waiting age to go to Hogwarts, but he had a feeling the finish calendar month and a half would drag by even slower than those years had.

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


Ten-year-old Rose Elizabeth I Weasley put the end of her quill to her rima oris and chewed it thoughtfully as she looked up from her sheepskin. She smiled and dipped the quill pen into her pot of ink and then wrote 'Elandra Harvard took a recondite breather and sat down on the three-legged potty'onto the parchment. rose wine set down the quill and picked up the parchment. She looked at it for a instant and then set it down again.

The lambskin was a write up. A account about a Muggle-born at Hogwarts. Ever since rosebush was lilliputian, she liked coming up with news report. She used to just tell them to her parents and little pal, but then she got older and began writing them down.

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

blush wine had been waiting for the letter of the alphabet all summer. She wished that Hogwarts would send them out in June instead of the end of July. The end of July was variety of late. That only gave a month and a one-half to prepare to go to school. rose had been preparing since May, though. She knew she would get her missive this summertime, as she would be turning eleven on August twentieth.

Her dad had located her mum 's old body in the attic and charmed an etching of 'REW'to replace the 'HJG'that stood for Hermione jean Granger. The proboscis currently sat on the base in Rose 's room. The only if thing in it was a cauldron that her dad had found in the garret as well. It was a perfectly effective cauldron, so neither of her parents saw any penury to buy her a new one. blush wine agreed. She sort of liked the old caldron. There was something to be said about brewing potions in a cauldron that was erstwhile than you were.

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

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

`` What ? '' blush wine asked when she opened the door, `` I do n't want to spiel Quidditch. ``

`` I was n't going to ask you, '' Hugo muttered, `` You 're no fun to roleplay Quidditch with anyway. I 'd rather just ask James and Al to dally. I just wanted to pay you this. The post just arrived. ``

Hugo thrust an envelope into Rose 's hand and she caught a glimpse of the Hogwarts summit on the sealskin. The breather caught in her chest of drawers as she grabbed it. `` Thanks, Hugo, '' she grinned.

Hugo made no relocation to give as rose shakily began to open the envelope. `` hurry up ! '' he said.

`` It 's my letter, '' pink wine replied and pulled it out of the envelope. Hugo peered over her articulatio humeri as she began to understand it.

rosebush grinned looked at Hugo. `` It 's prescribed ! I 'm going to Hogwarts ! ``

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

`` Mum and Dad will be here, '' Rose rolled her oculus, `` And you better not go through my poppycock. ``

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

blush wine turned the other way and went downstairs in social club 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. `` kudos ! '' She leaned over and kissed blush wine 's forehead.

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

`` Oh, study stuff, '' Hermione said as she closed the book, `` It can wait. Let me see that letter of the alphabet ! ``

rose handed her mother the letter of the alphabet and waited while she read it. Hermione handed it back to her and smiled even wide of the mark. `` I ca n't consider you 're going to Hogwarts already. Time has flown by ! My little girl, all grown up. ``

`` I ca n't expect, Mum, '' rosebush replied.

`` We 'll throw 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 common flaming in the hearth and rose grinned when she saw him. `` Hi Uncle Harry ! Guess what ? I got my letter ! ``

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

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

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

`` Hey, Hermione, '' Harry said, `` We were going to go to Diagon back street after tiffin. Al got his letter a few hr ago. Want to come up ? ``

`` That sounds trade 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 head disappeared and the green flames died down.

******

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

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

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

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

`` Where to first ? '' Harry asked.

`` Olivander 's ! '' Albus announced.

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

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

blush wine rolled her oculus. Saint James was the one who was mental. He spent more time at lineament Quidditch provision than all the other stores in Diagon Alley combined. Half the time he did n't even buy anything. He just gawked at the broomsticks he wished he could have.

`` Eyelops ! '' Lily shouted.

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

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

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

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

rose groaned. The pharmacist was possibly her to the lowest degree favorite shop class, next to timbre Quidditch supplying. It did n't surprise her that Harry chose that memory board, though. He always did that when they argued. rosiness 's parents did the same thing.

They finally made it to Flourish and Blott 's, after the chemist and Madam Malkin 's. Rose was the first one through the door and immediately started browsing. She did n't know where everyone else was going in the workshop, but she did n't care.

brandish and Blott 's had always fascinated pink wine, ever since she was little. There were always at least five playscript she wanted to buy whenever she went in. Hermione usually bought her one every time they went.

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

Rose jumped and looked up from the August 6 Scripture she was reading. `` No. ``

`` hurry up, '' James IV whined, `` I want to go get my ling. ``

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

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

`` So ? ''

`` So ? '' Epistle of James gawked, `` So ? I need another Scots heather ! A improve one ! You 'll never sympathize. ``

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

Rose ran ahead of the group with Albus and the two of them arrived at Ollivander 's farseeing before the others. Ollivander had taken their measurement and brought out a few verge for Albus to try by the time the others got there.

Albus smashed the window with his world-class wand, which rose wine cerebration was incredibly amusing. She secretly hoped she would n't do the Lapp, though. The next wand chose Albus and then it was Rose 's turn.

The first base three she tried out were n't right. Although she did n't break any windowpane, they did n't work properly.

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

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

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

`` 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 wands. ``

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

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

pink wine followed her uncle across the shop. The one thing she had inherited from the Weasley side of the crime syndicate was the erotic love for a thoroughly trick. So long as no one got hurt, that is.

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

rose wine smirked. She had heard about Professor Binns and his oil production lectures, but she really did n't conceive she 'd ever use a Skiving Snackbox. Well, maybe if William James wanted her to watch Quidditch practice, but never for skipping a class.

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

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

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

`` George Weasley ! '' Hermione scolded, `` You should be setting a better representative for these two ! No wonder Fred was in detention every workweek terminal twelvemonth ! ``

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

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

A few hour later, Ron had convinced Hermione to let rosiness get the dung turkey and other mischief making ware. Hermione did n't front too happy about it, though.

George and teddy bear, who had also been working, closed the shop and they all went to the Leaky Cauldron for dinner. Everyone told stories about Hogwarts, which made blush wine search forward to school even more.

St. James 's whining finally paid off after dinner and they went to Quality Quidditch supply. pink wine thought he took far too long to find fault out the consummate Calluna vulgaris and she was bored out of her mind. King James, Albus, shimmy, Ron, and Harry all spent at least a half time of day going over the pro and bunco of each model before they finally made a decision.

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

`` I do n't like, James, '' rosiness groaned.

`` The twig repel body of water, '' James added, `` So there is n't any pull when you 're playing in the rainwater or snow .... ''

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

She found three tawny owls together in a cage towards the back of the shop and she put her mitt up to the cage. Two of the owls ignored her but the third gear one hopped over and rubbed its head on her script like a cat would. arise grinned and knew that was the owl for her.

Albus found an owl as well and the mathematical group left with two hooting owls. James started telling Albus how he was going to wind up in Slytherin, which was kind of ridiculous in Rose 's public opinion. Albus then announced that he was going to identify his owl Godric.

That was a full name, rose thought. She looked at her owl and thought about names. None of the usual animal names seemed to fit her owl. Godric, she thought. That was it. She would distinguish her owl after another founding father. Rose 's owl would be Rowena. She did n't really call up she 'd be in Ravenclaw, but Rowena was a good name for an owl.

The walk back to the Leaky Cauldron was unruffled. Hogwarts seemed closer than ever for rose. She was ready. She had been ready for this for geezerhood. Her mum always told her that she had a hang for learning, and pink wine was ready to learn everything Hogwarts had to offer.


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Albus waved to his parents and little sister, Lily, until he could no longer see them. `` Well, we 'd improve go happen a compartment, '' he said to his first cousin, pink wine, who was standing next to him. rose wine nodded her foreland and they started walking down the train corridor. It was a bit hard to walk on a moving caravan and Albus kept stumbling. The train rounded a quoin and he fell into a rather mean looking older student.

"Watch where you 're going, midget,"the boy said as Albus and rosiness 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 early cousins, but did n't really want to disturb whatever they were doing with their ally. Albus also saw a few people who looked vaguely associate, including the Jordan-Bell twins. Scorpio Malfoy was sitting in one of the compartments with a few early son, but Albus definitely did not require to sit with them.

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

Rose glanced into the compartment for a few seconds and replied, `` Yeah, looks skilful to me. '' She opened the doorway and the two cousin-german walked in.

"Can we sit here ? '' Albus asked.

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

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

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

`` Hi, '' Rose waved. rose wine sat down on the hindquarters 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 protagonist is your cousin, Victoire. I think I 've seen you at her house before, '' Amy explained.

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

matt 's eyes opened widely as he stared at Albus."So, you 're Harry potter 's son ? You know, you do wait a whole lot like him. You 've got his centre and everything."

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

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

"Yeah, I know all about the fight. My parents did n't tell me the full story until I turned eleven. Sami with Rose, our parents told us at the same time. They did n't want to scare us, but thought we ought to screw before we went to Hogwarts, since most multitude there will have heard all about it. But my parents do n't babble about it much. gauge it brings back bad store,"Albus told Matt before changing the national. He really did n't relish people constantly asking him about his dad."So, how 'd you get all those scars ?"

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

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

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

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

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

`` Yeah, my comrade, Hugo, is nine, too, '' blush wine told him. rose wine 's family was mentioned in numerous books as well, although not nearly as many as Albus's.

At that moment, the compartment door opened and James I walked in with two of their full cousin, Ben and Cedric, and their Quaker 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 someone, what 's your gens ?"James asked Matt.

"lusterlessness Eckerton."

`` Hi, '' the boy responded.

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

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

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

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

`` Good luck with the sorting, then, matte, '' Ben grinned at Matt.

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

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

"No,"Albus said, turning more ruby.

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

`` Gryffindor, just like my parents, '' Albus told him, `` And King James I and all my cousins are in Gryffindor, too. So were to the highest degree of my aunts and uncles. ``

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

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

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

`` Ravenclaw would n't be so bad, '' flatness agreed, `` That 's where all the bright tiddler go, right ? ``

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

The compartment door opened again. Another boy walked in, along with a scared looking girl. The boy was glum skinned, very tall, with Brown hair and dark eyes. The female child was quite a bit poor than the boy, with long, wavy, honey colored whisker and illuminate Robert Brown eyes.

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

"Sure,"Albus and lustrelessness responded.

"goodness. I 'm John Brickston and this is Amanda Tagger. We 're both first years,"the boy told Albus, rosebush, lustrelessness, and Amy.

"Hi. I 'm Albus Potter, this is my cousin rose wine Weasley, and that 's Matt Eckerton, we 're also first years,"Albus responded, `` And she 's Amy, flatness 's sister. '' Albus pointed to Amy, who waved.

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

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

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

`` Yes, I 'll be mulct, '' matt told her.

`` You sure ? ``

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

`` And you 're go up Weasley ? '' King John asked. Rose nodded. `` I 've heard of you, too, '' John continued. `` Your kinsperson owns Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes, right ? ``

`` wellspring, 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 Twins. But Uncle Fred died in the Battle at Hogwarts, so after that my dad helped Uncle George with it, '' Rose explained.

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

Albus, Rose, and Matt laughed. `` I 've done that quite a bit, too, '' Albus commented. `` But now that Lily 's a bit older it 's harder to pull harlequinade on her. ``

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

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

"So, what is all this clobber ?"Amanda spoke for the inaugural time since entering the compartment.

"Well, you have your cauldron cakes, pumpkin pasties, cocoa frogs, and Bertie Botts Every tone Beans,"John explained, as he pointed to the versatile item."Just be careful with the beans."

"Why ?"Amanda asked as she tried a green tinge edible bean."Ugh !"she exclaimed."Bogey !"Amanda spat out the bean and it landed on trick. Albus, Rose, and lustrelessness broke out in convulsion of laughter.

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

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

"What 's a doctor ?"lav asked.

"A muggle healer,"lustrelessness explained."My mum 's Muggle born, but she 's a witch, and my dad 's a hotshot. He works at the Ministry, in the Department for the Control and Regulation of Magical Creatures,"Matt told everyone. `` And my mum does n't do work, but she 's intellection of getting a job now that I 've started school. ``

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

`` wellspring, like I said before, my dad works at Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes, but he 's also an Auror, which is a Dark Wizard catcher. And my mum kit and caboodle at the Ministry. She 's the one who started all the House-Elf rights material. ``

`` Wow, your dad 's an Auror, too ? That 's blooming brilliant ! '' Saint John grinned.

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

Albus was a little shocked at this interrogation, since the unit magical public knew about his parents, but of course 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 famous !"John shouted."William Tell Amanda, wo n't you, Albus ?"Albus suspected John the Divine secretly wanted to hear all about the potter directly from him, even though he 'd probably understand all about them in books.

And so, Albus, with a little assist from pink wine, told the story about how Lord Voldemort had killed his grandparents and tried to down his dad, but his dad survived. He told them all about his parents'age at Hogwarts, about the Horcruxes, and how Lord Voldemort met his downfall.

All three educatee stared at Albus and rose with their mouths wide open. Matt and John had obviously heard the whole chronicle 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 days spent the relaxation of the journey discussing what they knew was honest about Hogwarts and what their siblings and cousin had told them about the ancient school. Everyone agreed that the colossus Squid did not eat a different first year each year while they crossed the lake on boats, despite what Albus and Rose 's cousin-german, Fred, had said.

"fountainhead, you 'd better change into your robes,"rosebush said an hour or so after the sky turned dark. rose wine had been wearing her robes since before she 'd even gotten on the train. The four other pupil changed into their robes quietly.

Once the caravan arrived at Hogsmeade, the five educatee got off and looked around.

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

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

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

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

`` Yep, he 's a menage friend, '' Albus answered.

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

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

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

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

The first twelvemonth came to a stop in front of stern looking woman."Good evening. I 'm Professor Patil, I teach August 6. In a moment, you will be able to join your comrade scholarly person in the Great Hall for dinner, but beforehand, you will take to be sorted into your theatre. They are Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin,"she said Slytherin with a promissory note of disgust in her voice."While you 're here, you will be able to earn gunpoint for your mansion for any achievement. Likewise, any misdeed will have points to be taken away. At the end of the year, the house with the most power point earns the household Cup. Now, observe me, please."

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A/N : I hope you liked it ! Feel resign to leave a review. I 'd like to thank my Brother and sisters for reading this first and letting me know what they thought.
I do n't own Harry ceramist. Nothing you recognize is mine.

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The scholarly person followed professor Patil into a big dining room. The roof looked just like the Nox sky outside."It 's enchanted to look like the sky,"Rose whispered to Albus. The older students at all four of the tables were whispering to each other and pointing wildly at Albus. Once the start long time reached the head teacher tabular array, prof Patil turned around. The sometime bookman 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 vertebral column of the group so no one could see him. Sometimes, he hated how much he looked like his father.

"repose, please,"prof Patil announced, and the students immediately stopped talking. An old, patched hat sat on a stool and all of a sudden it broke out in Sung. A few of the commencement twelvemonth were quite shocked at this and jumped back. Once it stopped, prof Patil started talking again."When I call your public figure, you will occur 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."lav ran up and jammed the hat on his head. It was only there for a secondly when it shouted out,"Gryffindor !"John let out a forte whoop and ran for the Gryffindor table, where he was patted on the back by a few senior Gryffindors.

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

"Eckerton, Matthew."The headmaster suddenly sat up straight in his backside and stared as Matt tried on the hat and was made a Gryffindor. The headmaster relaxed again. 'That was strange ,'Albus thought. Matt walked calmly over to the Gryffindor table and sat following 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 arcsecond 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 self-satisfied tone on his face was made a Slytherin before the hat even touched his head.

"ceramist, Albus."A rustle went through the crowd. The headmaster 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. individual pushed Albus forward. He walked up to the crapper and put on the hat.

"Ah, yes, another ceramicist. 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 associate,"said the hat,"Yes, indeed, just like your founding father. And just like your Padre, Slytherin would help you achieve greatness, but if you insist, Gyffindor !"

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

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

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

The headmaster rose from his chairwoman."Welcome back to Hogwarts to all returning students and welcome to those who are new. For those of you who do n't bed, I 'm Professor Kendrick, headmaster of Hogwarts. Now, I know the older students have noticed we are curt one faculty phallus,"the headmaster gestured to the discharge death chair beside him."But I shall inform you about that later. Right now it is prison term to eat."And the fortunate home plate filled with food.

Albus stared in amazement as the food appeared in front of him. He started piling his shell with as a great deal as would fit. John was using not only his plate, but an empty one that he found as well.

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

"Yeah, it all looks very good,"Albus said. Albus started eating his food and could n't serve but catch a conversation between two onetime students.

"I wonder where Professor Torro is ? It 's not usual for a teacher to omit the start of term feast,"a brown haired female child asked the boy sitting future 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 the Divine said, interrupting the two former students.

"Defense Against the darkness prowess,"the female child told him. The two older bookman continued their conversation, but in lower voices so John the Divine could n't overhear him.

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After the student had eaten their fill of dinner, the gilded shell became clean for a moment, and then dessert appeared. Albus immediately helped himself to his favorite, glop prostitute. While he was eating, he heard a scream coming from his left hand. A ghostly head had appeared right out of Amanda 's plate.

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

"You 're Nearly Headless Nick !"toilet 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 vivid !"John exclaimed."Did you see that, Albus ?"

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

The headmaster got to his feet again as the golden plates became uninfected once more."Is everyone satisfied ? unspoilt. Now, I have a few start of condition observation. The hamlet of Hogsmeade is out of saltation for low and sec age, as well as the Forbidden forest to everyone. As always, abide away from the Whomping willow. Mr. Filch has added a few new items to the list of prohibited things and if you wish to inspect the tilt, it is pinned to Mr. Filch 's door.

"Now, as many of you have noticed, Professor Torro is not with us tonight. I regret to inform you that he has been discovered stagnant only a few hr ago,"prof Kendrick stated with a sad expression on his font. There was a sharp ingestion of breathing time from the students."Cause of decease has not been determined. Until I can find a desirable transposition, Defense Against the Dark Arts classes will not take place. Now, it is time to go to your dormitories. course of study begin tomorrow and you will want to be well rested. outset year, please follow a prefect to your common rooms."

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

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

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

Albus and the others arrived at the portrait of the Fat gentlewoman. Sakartvelo told her the password, Cornish brownie, and everyone walked inside.

"male child to the right, lady friend to the left. I hope everyone has a good night,"GA told the first years.

Albus walked up the spiral staircase to his dorm with lusterlessness, trick, and two early male child Albus had not met yet. Albus thought their names were Bilius and Ethan. Albus was rather quiet while he got into bed. All the other son were laughing and talking. But Albus could n't excite that he was considered for Slytherin. He was also a bit uneasy about the fact that a professor had died. That did n't bechance often, did it ? Albus was still thinking about these affair as he drifted off to sleep.

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

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

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

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

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Later that Night, Harry Apparated into Hogsmeade. It was a chilly night, but there was not a swarm in the sky. The stars and moon shone brightly. Harry thought the scholarly person must be in their common elbow room by now, judging from the clip. 'That 's unspoiled, 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 doors into the Great dormitory. Kendrick was waiting for him there.

"good evening, Harry,"Fabius greeted.

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

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

Harry walked into the fellow circular part. He saw all the various monomania that Dumbledore had left to the school day. He also noticed the sleeping portraits of former 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 chairwoman in battlefront of his desk. Harry sat."I have some bad newsworthiness. professor Torro was found dead in his house this morning."

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

"I know, shocking, and very, very sad. His cause of destruction was Avada Kedarva, but I did n't differentiate the students this. It does care me. It is quite suspicious. Especially since dadaism 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 study of him, can it ?"Harry knew there would be an probe awaiting him when he returned to work the following day. He had taken the day off to see William James and Albus onto the Hogwarts Express, and had n't heard a affair about Professor Torro 's death until just now.

"Of course not. But there are still destruction Eaters out there. I have reason to trust that one of them killed Torro and the Minister agrees with me. But onto the understanding I have summoned you here.

"We are, of course, in need of a new pop teacher, and I was wondering if you would wish the job. I think it would be a secure idea to have an Auror here after Recent epoch events and you are the apotheosis 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 lead them."

"Of course. And feel free to leave every weekend to spend meter with them. Neville Longbottom does the same thing 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 plate tonight and ask her. You 'll let your answer in the morning time, O.K. ?"Harry asked.

"That 's mulct. I 'll see you in the morning, then. salutary night."

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

As Harry left the rook, he pondered the death of Torro. Harry had only met Torro a few metre, and he was not particularly close to him, but his death still trouble Harry. Was this another random Death Eater attack ? There had been a few of them throughout the yr after the battle. But why was Torro killed ? He did n't even hold out in UK during the time of Voldemort, he lived in France then. Why were the Death feeder going after Hogwarts teachers ? Harry had a nagging flavour that this was n't like the other deaths, this had significance. Surely, Voldemort could n't repay ? He was beat. There were no more Horcruxes. Harry kept telling himself this, but he still felt very uneasy about it. The headmaster and the Minister felt the same way. Why else would they desire an Auror at Hogwarts ? Of course, Harry was the one who defeated Voldemort, so who else knew more than about pappa ?

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 severalise Ginny what had happened. Luckily, Lily would be in bed.

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Early the following forenoon, Harry Apparated into Hogsmeade once again. This time he had his old Hogwarts trunk with him, along with a boastfully, lightlessness owl named Harvey. This is fellow, he thought. Harry wheeled his luggage compartment over to Hogsmeade station, where he would hold off for a carriage to take away him to the castle. Ginny had said yes rectify away. She felt that Harry 's front in the school day would protect her boy. Ginny was also quite worried about the death of Torro.

The carriage arrived and Harry loaded his tree trunk into it. 'This sure is unknown ,'he thought. vertebral column at Hogwarts, once again. It kind of felt good, comforting in a way. Hogwarts had always felt like home plate to Harry. But he still could n't shake the uneasy spirit he had about Torro 's last. The carriage gave a lunge, and the thestrals pulled Harry up to the school.



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

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

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

Albus got up and put on his robe."okey, I 'm quick,"

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

The five Gryffindor first year boys met the little girl in the park room. Rose, Amanda, Janie Creevey, and the Jordan-Bell twins. Albus knew he 'd met the twins a few times, but could n't call up their names They introduced themselves as Karina and Marina. They were indistinguishable with yearn black hair and blue devil eyes. The first gear years walked down to the Great dormitory together, only getting lost once.

When Albus walked into the Great Hall, he glanced up at the mind table and his jaw dropped. He stopped walking and an onetime Hufflepuff bumped into him.

"Sorry,"she said as she walked past.

Albus did n't pay any attention to her. He continued to stare at the faculty mesa. Sitting next to the headmaster, was his founding father. Albus shook his caput and ran over to the Gryffindor mesa, where his cuss first years had already sat down.

"King James I ! Jesse James !"Albus shouted,"looking at who 's sitting next to prof Kendrick ! Is n't that Dad ? What 's he doing here ? He does n't teach here !"

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

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

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

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

Albus took his schedule from him and looked at it. He had DADA right after breakfast, then appealingness, and after lunch he had double Herbology.

"Looks like a seemly agenda,"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 wonderful,"Albus said glumly as he dug into his waffles. Truthfully, Albus did not want his dad precept at Hogwarts. With his dad here, Albus would be even more famed than usual. He did not like the staring eyes and the constant questions about his dad.

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

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

"No, I 'll be mulct,"Matt replied with a oscitancy,"Guess I did n't get to sleep until late, too neural about lessons."

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

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

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

At that here and now, another grouping of scholar came into the elbow room. They were Slytherins. Scorpius Malfoy was leading them.

"Great, we 're with the Slytherins,"John the Evangelist whispered to matte,"hope they 're not going to ruin everything."toilet was about to launch into a broadside about Slytherins, but Harry walked in.

"Good sunrise,"Harry said as he walked to the front man desk,"I 'm professor Potter."A few of the miss in battlefront giggled."I 'll commence by taking attendance."Harry ran down the attendance sheet. Everyone was there.

"Please give your Bible to page 5,"Harry told the students.

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

Harry sighed."wellspring, I really do n't like to sing about it a lot. But I suppose I could. I know you wo n't let it pillow until I do,"he smiled and looked at Albus,"I know my own kids, nieces, and nephews kept asking me until I told them."

Albus sunk depressed in his chair. John was sitting straight up, staring at Harry, hardly blinking. Amanda and lustrelessness were also paying fill up tending.

Harry 's story about the fight lasted the whole menses. The chime rang shortly after Harry finished.

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

"You guys go on ahead,"Albus told his friends,"I 'll cope with you in Charms."Albus approached his father 's desk after all the former student had left.

"Hi, Al, how was the Sorting ? I see you did make it into Gryffindor. I knew you would,"Harry said with a proud tone 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 station 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 hold done well in Slytherin ? It put Rose in Gryffindor before it even touched her head. And James said it did that with him, too."

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

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

"Do n't worry, I wo n't. James IV does n't even cognise that the hat considered putting me in Slytherin,"Harry confided,"Now, I think you should be off to your next year. And do n't occupy about me teaching here. I 'll handle you just like the early bookman, hold and all."

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

"See you later, Al."

"Bye, Dad."

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Albus was a bit more upbeat for the rest of the day. He thoroughly enjoyed threefold Herbology. He had known professor Longbottom since he was born, and Albus was very interest in wizard plant. Charms, however, was n't as enjoyable. The charm professor, professor Washburn was not very squeamish, and for some reason he seemed to cause something against Gryffindor.

Soon enough, dinner came, and right when Albus walked into the Great manor hall, Epistle of 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 Solanum tuberosum."He spent the completely menses telling everyone about the battle because he figured no one would leave him alone until he did."

"strait familiar !"Epistle of James laughed,"Remember when we kept bugging him about it when I was 10 ? And then he said he 'd tell us the whole story the summertime before our get-go class 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 just for everyone to hear it sooner rather than later, and now Dad can get on to teaching,"James explained as he shoved his mouth with chicken,"Should be pretty aplomb having him learn, he knows so much DADA."

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

"Hi lav, Matt,"Albus said, passing them the pumpkin juice.

"Wow, this is just as good as hold up dark !"John exclaimed as he piled his plate heights with nutrient,"I could definitely get used to this."

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

"'Course not. But she did n't seduce as very much variety,"Gospel According to John explained. He turned to Matt."You okay ? You look kind of pale."

That was an understatement. Matt looked like he was about to snuff it out in the white potato vine. He had n't touched any of the nutrient and his golden photographic plate was still empty. lustrelessness was leaning his pass on his hired man and was yawning a lot."I 'm all right, I guess, just tired."

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

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

At that moment, the master stood up."If I could cause your care for just a bit, I have some More announcements."The room immediately fell silent."Thank you. Now, as many of you have noticed, I did make achiever in securing a new DADA teacher and I would like to enter him. This is Professor Potter."Kendrick gestured to Harry."Now, I know many of you will have questions for him when you have your first base DADA lesson, but I ask you not to pester him. He will tell you what he wants to, and nothing more. I would also wish to evidence you that if you want to try out for your sign Quidditch team, please give your name to your head of house. That is all. Thank you."Kendrick sat back down again and proceeded to mouth to Harry.

"fountainhead, I 'm trying out for Seeker this year !"Jesse James announced to the whole Gryffindor table,"I 've been down to the Pitch practicing on my Firebolt during lunch."

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

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

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

John groaned,"Yeah, I suppose. You gon na arrive, matt ?"

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

"Matt, are you sure you 're ok ? You 're going pretty slow,"Albus asked, with a spooky look on his human face."I think you should probably go to the hospital fender.

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

"No, we 're going to take you. You look quick to collapse,"John insisted. They all trekked back down the steps and to the hospital annexe. When they got there, Madam Pomfrey was right by the door.

"Matt ! seminal fluid here, you look dreadful,"she said, grabbing his berm and leading him to the bed,"Thanks for bringing him, boys, you can leave now."ma'am 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 gens. That 's odd. I do n't think he 's been there yet,"john stated,"I wonder if he gets spue often ? Or maybe he gets hurt a lot, he 's got cargo of scars. ``

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

"well, I 'm surely he 'll tell us about it when he 's ready,"John reasoned,"Cornish Pixie."The portrait opened and the two boys walked into the vulgar room. They settled down to doing their prep with Amanda, rose wine, Janie, Bilius, Ethan, and the twins. After a few time of day, Albus bid them good night.

He walked up to his dormitory room, changed into his jammies, and climbed into bed. He pondered his lessons and the respite of his day. Albus was felicitous that having his dad there was n't as bad as he thought it would be. But why did prof Washburn dislike him and the other Gryffindors so much ? And was Matt OK ? He still had n't returned to the common room. As Albus was worrying about Matt, he drifted off to sleep. Just after he drifted off, the screeching Shack shrieked for the first time in decades.




Harry was in the Great Hall. forget me drug bound him to the master 's chair. His scar was searing in painful sensation. rake was pouring down his limb as he struggled against the restraints. He opened his center and glanced around, looking for his wand. There it was, lying uselessly halfway across the elbow room. All around him, other citizenry were bound to the other prof 's electric chair, they were surrounding Harry in a circle. A clothe material body was circling around the outside of the band, while other cloaked figures stood stationary around the room. Bodies lay in pools of pedigree on the floor.

Harry glanced around at the former masses bound to the chairperson. The person directly across from him had long red pilus. Harry screamed."NO ! ! ! ! Ginny !"He looked at the other people."James ! Albus ! Lily ! assume me instead, not the kids !"

The hooded flesh looked up and entered the round. He stood directly in front of Harry."Well, well, mortal 's decided to regain his cognizance. As you see, the remainder of them did n't fair too well without you. Most are dead. But I 've saved your dear family for finale. I will rack them and kill them. And then, I shall pop you. At finis, I 've waited so long. You should make known you could n't obliterate me."Voldemort rounded on the smallest child tied to a chair.

"Crucio !"he shouted.

"NO ! ! ! ! Do it to me instead ! Lily !"Harry screamed. His cicatrice started to hurt even worse, it burned so bad he could n't keep his eyes open anymore.
Harry awoke with a first. He was covered in sweat and his affection was beating fast. His hand 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 nightmare kept returning, but why ? It was always the like one. It had been going on ever since the death battle. Only before he had kids, the people surrounding him were Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Luna. As soon as James was born, Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Luna disappeared. Once Albus was born, he appeared too. Lapp with Lily.

Harry had no musical theme what the dreams meant, and neither did anyone else. Harry could think of only one soul who may give birth been able to explicate it, Dumbledore. However, as soon as Harry had a few of these aspiration, he had gone to see the portraiture in Dumbledore 's agency. He was only 18 then. Unfortunately, Dumbledore had no useful explanation. Since Harry was no long a Horcrux, he could n't possibly be seeing into Voldemort 's thoughts. Especially since Voldemort was beat. But the dreams continued.

Tonight 's dream had been more graphic than any of the past ones. Maybe it was because Harry had spent all day reliving the horrific aspect from his childhood to various DADA classes. He wished he had n't done that now. Oh, how he regretted it. But he 'd experience to put up with it the rest of the calendar week, seeing as it would n't be fair not to tell apart the other students.

Harry walked away from the window. He slowly walked into the corridor. His wholly body was clammy. He needed a sleeping draught. He 'd been relying on these more and more as time went on .'I really should learn how to brew them myself ,'he laughed to himself.

Walking through the corridors at Night brought back many memories. He still felt like he was disobeying the rules, even though he was now a prof. It seemed like Snape was ripe around the corner waiting to catch him doing something wrongly. Harry climbed the stair to the infirmary extension. He hated to come alive Madam Pomfrey at this hour, however he knew he 'd never get to sleep without it. Maybe she would give him a large supply to keep in his office.

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

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

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

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

"Now, why are you here, Harry ?"

"wellspring, er, think back after the battle and I had all those nightmare ? They never completely stopped, and now they seem to be getting worse. I was wondering if I could have a sleeping tipple. I 'd also like to just accept a supply of it on hired hand. I 've never been much of a potion brewer and have n't attempted to make it myself. I just can never negociate to get to slumber without one after one of these nightmare,"Harry explained sheepishly. He felt like he was a kid again. How could he, the wizard who defeated Voldemort, who was known as the bravest wizard of the times, be afraid of a nightmare ?

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

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

As he walked back towards his function, Harry thought about what Madam Pomfrey had said. He knew she was right, but he still could n't help but feel feeble whenever he had one of these incubus. He just wished he knew why he was having them and what he could do to stop them.

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When Albus awoke the next dawning, Matt still had n't returned from the Hospital annex. whoremonger suggested that they go impose Matt before division, but since the two boys had gotten up former, they only had time to grab a quick bite to eat before heading to Potions in the dungeons.

"good morning time, class !"an old, round of drinks, professor greeted them,"I 'm Professor Slughorn, your Potions Master. Today, we shall be learning about the basics of potion brewing, including the grandness of proper inspiration, heat, and component. Please open your books to page 6."

The social class opened their Quran and spent the totally lesson listening to Slughorn and copying down notes.

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

"I 'll see you in Transfiguration, privy. Tell prof Patil where I am,"Albus told his friend. He had a feeling he knew what Slughorn wanted. Jesse James had warned him about it.

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

"Ah ! Danton True Young Mr. ceramicist and Miss Weasley. Now, I would like to tell you about a fiddling gathering I have scheduled for Friday. It 's for the students in the shoal whose parents are, for lack of a better term, democratic. Or those who have shown olympian magical acquirement. Of row, I 'd be pleased if the both of you would attend. I 'm sure your cousins will be attending. They seemed to wish them in the past years,"Slughorn informed them.

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

"Yes, we 'll be there. See you next lesson, Professor,"rosebush told him, as the two of them left the dungeon.

"I knew it was only a issue of sentence before we were invited to the Slug Club,"Albus groaned. James loved the Slug Club. It gave him a whole lot Sir Thomas More attending and more people for him to tell his narrative too. But Albus did n't like the renown. He would accept rather skipped the political party, but as James and his cousins were going, it would be severe not to.

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

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mat did n't show up in classes all day. Albus and John were really starting to occupy. They decided to jaw him before dinner. When they got into the Hospital fender, they did n't see Matt right away. There was one young lady occupying a bed with her arm in a sling. madam Pomfrey was fussing over her.

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

"But, Madam Pomfrey, I 've been here all day. My arm 's amercement !"the girl exclaimed.

"No, I will not have it ! You can go out in the morning,"ma'am Pomfrey said in a timber that was not to be argued with. The girl pouted and stopped talking.

Albus and lav approached Madam Pomfrey."Um, where 's lusterlessness Eckerton ? We brought him here last night,"John said tentatively.

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

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

"No, I 'm meritless, but you ca n't. He 's not in any state to receive visitant at the minute. You can come see him this time tomorrow,"Madam Pomfrey said hurriedly.

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

"He 'll be fine in a few days. Now, you two should head down to dinner. You can see Matt tomorrow."

Albus and John walked glumly down to the Great Hall."That was unknown. Henry James said you can usually chat your friends when they 're in the infirmary annex,"Albus told John.

"Very weird. You know, I think Matt 's keeping something from us. ma'am Pomfrey seemed like she was expecting him last night, and now no one can call in him,"Saint John the Apostle told Albus in a worried tone.

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

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The adjacent day, Gryffindor first days had DADA again. Nothing extraordinarily exciting happened during class. They mostly took notes on using Expeliarmus, the disarming spell. Harry said they would come out being able to practice it on each former in the adjacent division. John and Albus were really looking forward to this, as they really had n't used their wand for anything yet.

charm, however, was quite eventful. professor Washburn started class by taking attendance as usual. He gave a menacing glare to all the Gryffindors as he called their names. But Albus thought he stared especially long at him.

"guide out your sceptre,"snarled Wahsburn,"we 're practicing levitation today. Everyone drive a feather."Washburn waved his scepter and a feather appeared in figurehead of each student."Remember to swish and flick."

"Swish and movie,"murmured Albus from the back board. He waved his baton and said,"Wingardium Leviosa !"Nothing happened. He tried over and over again. Still, nothing happened. Gospel According to John, however, managed to do it.

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

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

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

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

privy and Rose looked at him nervously and picked up their wands."Wingardium Leviosa !"they said at the same meter. Both their plumage rose feebly into the air and fell down again.

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

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

"You 'll do what I tell you to do ! execute the trance !"Washburn seemed to be getting angrier by the moment.

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

The flame from the feather caught onto Washburn 's gown and set them on fire as well."Bloody hellhole !"Washburn screamed. He grabbed Albus 's wand out of his manus and produced water from it to douse the flaming."Potter ! You 'll getting detention and 20 power point from Gryffindor !"he shouted, glaring at Albus."Class dismissed. Get out, all of you except Potter."

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

"Well, you seem to have a hang for causing difficulty, ceramicist,"Wahsburn spat.

"I 'm grim, prof, I did n't mean to,"Albus muttered, on the scepter of tears.

"You 'll be doing detention tonight, I do n't handle what other design you might have. See you at 8pm."

"But-"

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

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Later that Night, Albus trudged his way back to the common room after doing detention with Washburn. He had Albus do lines, so it was n't too bad. But Washburn stared at Albus the solid clip, his middle like firing.

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

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

"Why does Washburn detest me ?"Albus asked."During the get-go class, 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 Thomas More than everyone else,"James River explained,"I always assumed it 's because I cause so much trouble. You on the other hired hand, have always been so quiet. What did you do to him ?"

Albus mumbled something incoherent.

"What ?"

"I set him on fire."

James burst out laughing.

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

James looked stunned."But that 's a mistake any initiative yr could have made. I do see how he got mad, though. I think you should just try to void him. Sit in the book binding, do n't say anything. Ignore him in the halls. That 's what I do. I still get way Sir Thomas More detention from him than any former instructor, but I think I 've become immune to them. wellspring, I 'd better get back to my admirer. See you later."

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

"Albus !"John came running into the rough-cut room,"I 've just been with Matt."

"How is he ?"Albus asked.

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

"It 's NOT !"Albus shouted. He was gruesome of everyone thinking it was amusing. The story had already made it around the school and at dinner everyone was staring at him more than usual. Some scholarly person even eminent fived him and patted him on the vertebral column. It seemed like Washburn was disliked by many educatee.

"Okay, okay,"can said, putting his helping hand up,"Anyway, Matt said he 'd be back in class tomorrow morning. Madam Pomfrey just wanted him to stay the rest of the night."

"commodity. Let 's go to bed. I 'm release,"Albus said. He and John climbed up the broadside staircase to the dormitory.

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

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Friday came too quickly for Albus 's liking. He was not looking forward to the biff order meeting. Since the merging and Gryffindor Quidditch try-outs were at the Saame time, James would n't be joining Albus at the coming together. Albus had tried to get out of the meeting by watching try-outs, but the squad captain decided to not let any spectator at the try-outs. A with child number of pupil had wanted to hang just to see Jesse James, and the captain did n't want anyone to interrupt the try-outs.

Later that day, Albus and Rose walked down to the dungeon together. Albus was dreading the coming together. They walked into the meeting to see that nearly everyone else was already there. Albus already knew nigh of them. Some of his cousins were there, along with various other Order members'children. However, there were a few faces Albus had never seen before.

"Ah ! Albus and rosebush !"Slughorn gestured to a few president in the room,"Please have a posterior. You already know many of the hoi polloi here. But I do n't think you know Tami Tobias, wienerwurst Belleville, and Quinton Willinson ?"he said, gesturing to a blonde haired girlfriend, a black haired boy, and a very glowering looking boy."Tami is a 6th year Ravenclaw who brews the most excellent potions, Frank is a 4th year Hufflepuff who can already perform gestural spells ! And Quinton 's a 7th year Slytherin whose forefather works at the Minsitry."

"Er, hi,"Albus responded.

"hi,"Rose smiled.

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

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

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

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

Albus stamped his feet the whole way up to the common elbow 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 noise, jumping up and down and spilling his butterbeer all over the floor.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Boy, you do take Dad 's humor,"Henry James told Albus,"I 'm lamentable I could n't be there. I 'll be there at all the others. I swear. Well, unless there 's Quidditch practice."

"Others ? ! You really think I 'm going to another one of those ?"Albus shouted disgustedly.

"Well, Slughorn has them all throughout the year. Sometimes they 're kind of fun. You know Dad used to go to them."

"Fun ? ! Fun ? ! How could that possibly be fun ? And I know Dad used to go to them, he did n't exactly revel them, now did he ?"Albus seethed.

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

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

"'Night,"St. James the Apostle 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. matt had returned at breakfast yesterday morning, but he still did n't look himself, so St. John the Apostle and Albus did not lend up the head of him being ill.

Albus went over to Matt 's bed and pulled back the curtains. He was vocalize asleep. That was unusual. He just spent 2 years in the infirmary Wing, why was he still tired ? Was he still puke ? Albus sighed, he would n't be able to wonder lustrelessness tonight. fountainhead, turning in early would do Albus some near too. Maybe he 'd be able to calm down after the eve 's excitement. He got into his pajamas and got into bed.

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Unfortunately, Albus did not feature a restful eternal sleep. He was having vivid nightmares which involved Slughorn questioning him while William James stood behind him, laughing. This same image kept recurring over and over again. Albus tossed and turned and eventually, a new dream came over him.

Albus was sitting in a grim hollow elbow room. A man in a non-white cloak appeared adjacent to him.

"He will give,"the man said.

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

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

"Tell me ! Who ?"Albus shouted.

"He will return, he will give back, he will deliver ...."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 vivid ambition. Who was going to return ? Albus raked his brains, and then it hit him. It felt like he 'd been punched in the belly. Of track ! He jumped out of bed and put on his dressing robes. It must be late, he thought. lusterlessness, privy, Ethan, and Bilius were still sleeping. Albus tip-toed out of dormitory and carefully shut the doorway behind him.

Albus had to see his dad. He did n't care that it was the middle of the night. He ran out of the common room and into the empty corridor. It was strange wandering around this belatedly. Albus had never walked around the castle at night. He did n't deal that he was n't supposed to be out of his residence hall this late. All he thought about was telling his dad about that dream. Albus ran down the stairs, probably making too lots randomness. As he rounded the turning point, somebody reached out and grabbed his shoulder. Albus screamed.

"Shut up !"a man shouted,"You 'll wake the whole schooling. Then we 'll have a literal problem."

Albus looked into the centre of the man who had caught him. It was professor Washburn.

"Well, well, Mr. ceramist 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 to papa, are we ? Is n't that sweet-flavored. Unfortunately for you, wandering corridors at night is against the regulation, therefore, I will punish you."

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

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

Washburn slammed his hands on his desk."So, decided to have a little midnight amble ? Care to tell me what you were up to ?"he glared at Albus, not blinking.

"I 've already told you. I need to see my dad,"Albus told him, nervously.

"Surely that could hold back till morning ? I bet you were setting up some kind of frivolity. Am I right ? You know, I 've caught your chum out of bed many a time for just that reason."

So that was it. Washburn hated Saint James the Apostle, so he in turn hated Albus too. That was the minute time in the past 12 hours that Albus had been compared to King James."I am NOT like my buddy !"he stood up, fist clenched and stared at Washburn.

Washburn smiled."I seem to have struck a nerve. But it hardly matters what you were doing out of bed. The fact remains that bookman are not to be out of bed at,"he glanced at his picket,"1:37 in the morning. Now, to discuss your punishment."

"You can talk about my punishment after I see my dad,"Albus glared at Washburn.

"Sit back down, ceramist. I know you 're just trying to get pricey 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 have sure as shooting 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 material body. The two of them walked to Harry 's office in complete silence.

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

Harry quickly walked out of his bedroom. He had also been up after having a nightmare of his own. Harry looked at Albus and Washburn and jumped."Sorry, I expected it to be James."

"So did I. He insists that he discuss something with you before I punish him,"Washburn told Harry in a disgruntled voice.

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

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

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

"amercement ! I 'll hold back outside the room access, but he will be punished !"Washburn yelled as he walked out the door and slammed it behind him.

As soon as he left, Albus relayed his whole dreaming to Harry.

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

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

"Yes, that 's because I could see Voldemort 's persuasion. You know that. I think that hearing so much 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 fears. I still have nightmare about it. But I think the best thing for you to do is just forget about it."

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

"Think about it, Al. How could he get along back ? He 's absolutely. Even in the Wizarding world, no one can derive 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 sentence at Hogwarts, mass will stop asking you so many enquiry. For tonight, I think you should possess some sleeping potation,"Harry walked over to his cabinet and poured a potion into a low bottle. I 'll take you back to Gryffindor Tower, and wassail this before you get into bed."

"But what about detention ?"

"Do n't vex. You wo n't get detention. But wandering the corridors is against the pattern, so please do n't do it anymore. Just send Book with a portrait from the usual room if you need me, and I 'll meet you in the green room. Now, let 's get you back to bed. Just play along me and do n't say anything. I 'll deal with Washburn."

Harry opened the door and left the elbow room. Albus followed."There will be no detention tonight, Professor Washburn. Albus really did need to state me something that was worrying him. It 's perfectly graspable what he did. I 've talked to him and he wo n't do it again,"Harry explained calmly.

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

"Careful, you 'll ignite the completely castle,"Harry told him as he continued to take the air down the manor hall with Albus following quickly behind.

They left Washburn standing with his mouth open in the hallway. When Albus got back to his bed, he took his potion and had a dreamless, relaxing sleep.

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As the weeks past, people slowly got over the hullabaloo of having Harry as a DADA teacher. Harry had explained the battle to every I one of his family, and in the be classes he was able to teach without being disrupted with questions pertaining to the ruin of Voldemort. Harry was thankful for this. He was still having his nightmare more often than usual, but thanks to Madam Pomfrey 's potion, he was able-bodied to get a few decent nighttime 's sleep a week.

Things seemed to be calming down for Albus too. There had not been anymore Slug Club meetings since the fateful first one, but Albus had no design of going to one even if he got invited. His socio-economic class were going well. He seemed to struggle the most in appealingness, but that was to be expected. At least Albus now knew why Washburn hated him so much, it was because he hated James River. As a great deal as Albus hated being compared to William James, it was courteous to know it was n't anything Albus did to irritate Washburn. Unfortunately, Albus was earning a detention a week in his class.

Matt seemed to recuperate from his illness within a few solar day. However, as September grew into October, and the conditions started getting colder, Matt got pallid again.

Albus, John, Matt, Bilius, Ethan, Rose, Janie, Amanda, Karina, and Marina sat together at one table in the common elbow room after dinner party one Wednesday. They were working on a particularly hard metamorphosis essay.

"No, you 've got that damage,"rose wine told Albus.

"Well, why do n't you tell me what the right answer is, then ?"Albus said disgustedly.

"But then you wo n't study anything !"

"You 're just like your mother,"Albus told him, shaking his oral sex."lusterlessness, what 's wrong ?"

flatness had put his chief down on his lambskin, he had only written the first sentence of his essay.

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

"Again ? You do look a bit pale,"Amanda told him with a worried look on her cheek."You estimable go to the Hospital Wing.

"All right. I 'll see you guys later,"lustrelessness slowly got up from his chair and shuffled out of the common room."You guys do n't take to come up,"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 second time he 's been pallid here and it 's only October,"John said.

"Yeah, I know. I guess we 'll just possess to wait and see how long he spends in the infirmary backstage 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 girls following her.

"We 'd ameliorate round 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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mat did n't get out of the infirmary annexe until Saturday. Although, he spent most of that day sleeping in his four notice bed. His Friend were n't all that surprised, since this exact same thing had happened during his former illness. They gave him his space until classes started again on Monday.

Albus had started to dread Potions stratum. He was always afraid that Slughorn was going to convey up what happened in the previous slug ball club meeting. Unfortunately for Albus, after look-alike potions that week, Slughorn called Rose and him up to his desk after class.

"See you in transfiguration, then, Albus,"St. John the Apostle told him as he and Matt started to walk out of the room.

"No, stop, please,"Albus hissed at them,"He wo n't talk about what happened lastly time if you 're here."

"All right,"john sighed and dropped his bag on the nearest desk.

"Rose and Albus ! I just wanted to ask for you to my next get together. It 's happening on Allhallows Eve. It 'll be a kind of Halloween political party. You can each bring a guest,"Slughorn said, delightedly.

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

"No, add me !"Matt said louder, pushing preceding John.

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

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

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

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

"What ? I wanted to see what all the hassle is about with those coming together,"John said innocently.

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

"Well, we 'll be with you, it 'll be all rectify,"Matt said sympathetically.

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Before Albus knew it, he, Matt, and John were trudging down to the dungeon for the Allhallows Eve company. lav and Matt were running along excitedly, while Albus lagged behind. They walked into the dungeon, to find it packed.

"Good, maybe no one will notice me,"Albus said as he gazed around at the crowd. The Same appendage who were at the last meeting were there, along with their Edgar Albert Guest and numerous grownup."Let 's go get some food."

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

"Watch it !"the boy shouted, he was a rather with child Slytherin. The boy looked at Albus and then sneered."Ah, thrower, can I ask you a few questions about your childhood ? Or will that produce baby 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 blab out. 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.

trick snorted into his autumn pumpkin succus.

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

"John Brickston. Pleased to adjoin you. This is Matt Eckerton,"he gestured towards Matt.

"Enough about you, to a greater extent about me. My father high school up at the Ministry. He does a variety of chore and makes a load of atomic number 79 from it. I 'm a 7th class. Church Father 's getting me a Ministry job once I 'm done here. I ca n't wait until I get out of here and make gold like he does,"Quinton stole a cooky off of Albus 's crustal plate and started to eat it.

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

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

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

"Definitely not,"shouted trick, who drew his sceptre,"After this one, you 'll wish well you 'd never been born."Matt quickly drew his own wand.

"No, guys, it 's O.K., do n't get in worry 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 IV asked as he walked over to the food board,"What do you want, Willinson ?"

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

"fountainhead, I think he said to stop over, 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 acknowledge about 'The Chosen One'. Maybe you could secern me how he managed to defeat the greatest mavin of all metre ?"

"Expeliarmus !"Henry 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 party !"

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

"fountainhead, you 'll all put your wands away now so we can enjoy the residuum of the party in repose. Or you 'll all get detainment,"Slughorn growled as the boys all hastily put their baton away.

Quinton gave Albus one last sneer and he stalked off. Albus watched him go and turned and ran out of the way. He heard his ally following him, but did n't stop to talk. He did n't stop or flex around until he reached the Fat Lady 's portrait. He gave the word and ran into the mutual room and up to his dormitory.

Albus knew going to that company was a bad musical theme. He should n't have gone. Never again. He punched his pillow. What did Quinton want with him anyway. And why did he holler Voldemort 'the capital wizard of all time'? Voldemort was defeated before Quinton was even born, he could n't possibly have been a end Eater.

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

"Oh, I 'm just ticket,"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 much fun, is it ?"

"Yeah, not that much fun, although was n't that chill how James disarmed Willinson ?"whoremaster said excitedly."I mean, he 's 5 yr vernal than him !"

"real sang-froid,"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 relaxing sleep. He had the incubus again. It happened a few times a workweek now, and try as he might, Albus could n't appear to forget about it.

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

As common, I do not own Harry Potter.

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As the first few days of November passed, the atmospheric condition became gradually colder. The confidential information was blowing fiercely, and soon snow would be falling. The first class Gryffindors were not at all surprised when lusterlessness got be sick again and spent a few days in the hospital wing.

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

"All right,"lustrelessness told him while putting food onto his plate.

"You know, you get sick a lot, Matt. Are you sure you 're all right ?"John chimed in.

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

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

"Um, kind of. I mean, I 'm better now, but it 'll happen again,"Matt told them and quickly changed the subject,"So, number 1 Quidditch equal in 2 workweek ! Gyrffindor vs. Hufflepuff. Should be a good game !"

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

The next two workweek dragged by. As the sentence before the Quidditch match drew short, the anticipation and exhilaration increased. Both skipper were holding exercise more often than usual. They alternated evenings for the pitch, so each squad was practicing every other Night. The Gryffindor player trudged back into the common room well after ten o'clock at Night on the sidereal day of their drill. They were usually muddy and cold, as the weather condition was not cooperating. Even the prof were getting into the spirit and were not assigning often prep to the instrumentalist, however they still piled it on the other students.

exhilaration was extremely gamy in the Gryffindor common elbow room the night before the first Quidditch friction match. No one was getting much homework done. The solitary ones trying were a few 7th class and blush wine, who was reading a book with her fingers in her ears.

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

"Yes, I know I have,"Rose said irritably,"We 've got a big History of Magic exam this week, 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 rule book. He decided he 'd find James and wish him goodness luck.

James was standing in the heart of the common room, surrounded by his fellow teammate."James !"Albus shouted,"Could I have a Holy Scripture ?"

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

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

"A bit, yeah,"James River responded,"It 's just everyone thinks I 'll be a great seeker because Dad was, so I do n't want to disappoint them."

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

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

"Ok, see you tomorrow."

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Albus was right hand that he was n't able-bodied to spill the beans to James I before the match. Albus saw him briefly at breakfast, he was looking a bit disturbed and was n't eating anything. Shortly after Albus arrived at the tabular array, however, the entirely squad left for the locker rooms. After eating some breakfast, Albus walked down to the slant with John and flatness. They found themselves seats high in the stands next to Rose, Amanda, Janie, Marina, and Karina.

"Is James nervous ?"rosebush asked Albus.

"A bit, yeah, he 's afraid everyone 's going to compare 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 weather consideration could n't have been worse for a secret plan of Quidditch. The steer and pelting from the previous week had not let up at all. Albus had a hard clock time seeing onto the auction pitch. visibility was terrible, so the spectators had to mainly rely on the commentary to tell them what was going on.

"Welcome to the first Quidditch match of the time of year !"a smash voice shouted. Albus recognized it as Todd Julia Evelina Smith, one of his cousin Peach State 's friends."Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff !

"And here come the teams ! Gryffindor, Samantha Meyers, Ryan O'Malley, Epistle of James Potter, Tom Bradley Weasley, Fred Weasley, Georgia Weasley, and Heather Weasley. Blimey, that 's a lot of Weasleys ! Here are the Hufflepuffs ! Shawn Ames, Jason Bristol, Lisa Galivant, Jessica harper, Andy Kaper, and Stacey Manson !

"police captain Meyers and Harper have shaken custody, and the Quaffle is up !"

14 players and Professor Oteski rose up into the sky on their brooms. Albus could just make out the red robed Gryffindors and the yellow robed Hufflepuffs. Although he had no musical theme who was who.

"Gryffindor is in self-possession of the Quaffle. Heather Weasley is storming up the tar, headed for the Hufflepuff goal. Oh ! Saved by Keeper Bristol. Hufflepuff now in possession. Nice beater oeuvre by Bradley Weasley, too bad Ames swerved just in time to avoid the bludger. And Hufflepuff scores !"

"shit it !"Albus shouted. St. John the Apostle and matt were hissing at the Hufflepuffs.

"Fred Weasley is in possession of the Quaffle, passes to Meyers, who then passes to heather mixture Weasley and back to Fred. That 's the way to do it ! Confuse them ! Harper sends bludger to Fred, but it is intercepted by O'Malley ! Great job ! And Gryffindor scores !"

"Woohoo ! ! !"Albus shouted. Despite the rain, he was loving every hour of the game. Quidditch games always sounded so exciting when his dad told him about them, but Hogwarts games were much better in person. Albus had been to a few professional person plot, but it somehow seemed effective to watch a game that had your own family on the team.

The biz continued on for what seemed like hr. The rain and wind had long since made Albus 's helping hand numb. But he did n't care.

"Blimey, do you think this could go on all day ?"John asked as Hufflepuff scored.

"I sure hope so !"Matt shouted over the wind,"I 've been putting off an essay for Potions and have no urge to start it anytime soon. ``

"Matt ! You should have done that essay days ago,"Rose scolded,"I hope it ends soon, I still have some more studying to do do for History of Magic."

"And Scots heather Weasley scores for Gryffindor !"Smith shouted,"The score is currently 100-90 Gryffindor. With no signal of the stoolie ! Both searcher are flying slowly around the pitch, eyes peeled for that golden chunk. Of trend, the big fervour this secret plan is James Potter, the new Gryffindor searcher. His dad, Harry Potter, was one of the outdo quester Gryffindor house has ever seen. But will James live up to his dad 's legacy ? Only fourth dimension will distinguish. skipper Meyers has been quite tightlipped about their practices and would not let anyone observe Saint James fly until this match."

"Energy Department Quidditch always in conclusion this long ?"Amanda asked Albus.

"Not usually, but they do vary quite a bit. One macrocosm cup lasted over a calendar month. All depends on the searcher and the atmospheric condition, usually. Weather like this, who knows when the snitch will be seen,"Albus explained.

"Well, I think I like watching Quidditch. line, I could never spiel. You saw me on my broom in flying moral. The affair would n't get up in the air,"Amanda laughed.

The first years had had a few flying lessons over the retiring few workweek. Amanda was n't the unsound in the class, but was n't having much luck with her heather. Albus was pretty good. Not as good as Saint James the Apostle, but he thought he might be able to try out for pursuer next twelvemonth when Samantha Meyers left.

"Gryffindor scores again ! Blimey, if the match goes on much farsighted, we 'll be in for a Hogwarts track record ! It 's past lunch meter, the match has been going on for 4 hours in fount anyone had been wondering. Oh, look at this ! I think Galivant has seen the snitch !"Ian Smith shouted.

Indeed, she had. Lisa Galivant was flying directly towards the land, where the little golden winged formal was hovering. James was flying a few substructure above her and noticed her dive. He quickly pulled his heather into a dive as well.

"And both seeker are neck in neck, heading towards the ground, where the golden Snitch has been spotted ! ceramist is now pulling ahead a little. Kaper is headed towards a bludger that is right above both Seekers. And Kaper hits the bludger towards Potter, who has n't noticed it !"

knock ! The bludger collided with Epistle of James 's skull, just as he reached for the Snitch. He fell, headfirst off his broom from a stature of 10 foundation, and landed on the ground, not moving.

"James ! ! !"Albus shouted, as he tried to prompt past all the students who were standing up in their seats looking at the pitch.

"ceramist is knocked off his Scots heather by a bludger sent by Andy Kaper. Surely, Galivant has caught the stool pigeon. But delay, she 's landing empty-handed. Where is the Snitch ?"

Albus had managed to extricate himself from the stands, running onto the pitch, followed by bathroom, matt, Amanda, and Rose.

"St. James !"Albus shouted again, as he ran towards the gang of teachers surrounding his blood brother. He pushed his way in between Profesor Patil and professor Longbottom and saw his dad leaning down at St. James the Apostle 's position. He had an extremely vex look on his face.

"I 'm taking him to the hospital flank,"Harry told the teachers as he picked Saint James up. Harry started walking towards the castling. Albus ran after him, followed by his friends.

They burst through the wooden threshold and ran up the stairs to the infirmary annexe. When they got inside, Harry deposited James onto a bed. brothel keeper Pomfrey was striding towards them.

"Well, what 's happened ? Quidditch, right ?"she clicked her tongue,"Such a unsafe sport. I do n't know why they still allow it."She bustled over to Jesse James and examined him."Cracked skull. I 'll have it mended in no time, but he 's unconscious, so it might be a while before he comes round."

The door of the Hospital fender outburst unfold and a few teachers made their way into the room and stood by Harry.

dame Pomfrey ran over to a cabinet and grabbed some potion to put on James 's head. She went back over to James and started applying potion. Once she was done, she tapped her scepter to his pass and muttered a turn. She applied bandage and turned to his handwriting, which was clamped shut around something.

"face like he managed to take in the snitch,"dame Pomfrey announced as she pried the still struggling golden ball from his hand.

`` Wow, '' Harry smiled, `` That 's impressive. '' He took the sneaker from Madam Pomfrey and pocketed it. Harry sat down on a electric chair next to King James I 's bed and started stroking his hair.

`` He 's going to be an incredible Seeker, '' Neville commented.

Albus walked over to the bed and sat down next to Harry."Is he going to be all right ?"Albus whispered.

"I think he 'll be fine, Al,"Harry reassured Albus,"Although I ca n't evidence you it did n't frighten me half to Death when I saw him shine from his heather. I never really thought much about the dangers of Quidditch when I was playing it, but now that my own son is getting scathe ...."

Albus stared at his father."You 're not going to relieve oneself him stop playing, are you ?"

Harry laughed,"'Course not ! I 'd be the phony of the 100. I just worry about him. I 'm for certain he 'll be fine, though. This certainly wo n't be his last Quidditch wound. I had my fair share. I 'm just in for a unreassuring next 6 years."

"More than that, Dad,"Albus laughed,"I 'm going to try out for Chaser next year."

"And I 'm sure as shooting you 'll be majuscule at it, Al. I 'll worry about you too. Although, seeker tend to get injured the most out of all the players,"Harry got up from his chairman,"Well, I 've got to transport an owl to your female parent. She insisted I tell her how the plot 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 birth some dinner party ? It 's been a long day,"Harry kissed James on the frontal bone and left the infirmary Wing.

James did n't regain cognizance until 3 days after the friction match. Two days after that, Madam Pomfrey allowed him to entrust the Hospital Wing. He was thrilled that he had managed to catch the sneak and win Gryffindor the match, and was eagre to tell the narrative over and over again to anyone who listened. Once Epistle of James was out of the Hospital offstage, the Gryffindors had a gimcrack and hooligan party until the wee hours of the dawning to lionise the win.

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The next few hebdomad flew by for Albus and his friends. Their work load was steadily increasing as pass full term drew to an end.

"Why did Patil have got to fall in us an essay due the Saami day Slughorn did ?"John asked disgustedly, one Nox 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 twenty-four hour period for preparation giving ? It 's stupid, really. I think they must all compete to see who can fall in the most homework,"John Lackland told Albus as he feverishly finished up his Transfiguration essay.

"Even my dad is giving us a huge lading. I thought he 'd go easy on us make he used to say me how much he hated how practically prep he was given."

"Done !"John exclaimed, as he slammed his Transfiguration of Jesus al-Qur'an shut."Now, on to that potions essay."He dug around in his bag for his potions Scripture."Could I borrow your billet, rosebush ?"

"No, use your own notes,"pink wine said coldly. Even she was faltering under the immense work load, and was huddled at a corner table which was buried under all her greenback and Koran, doing her own potions essay.

"Ugh ! You know I do n't consume banknote !"John groaned.

"Well, why not ?"pink wine asked.

"'Cause it 's boring,"trick explained,"Can I adopt yours, Albus ?"

"Sure, they 're in my bag,"Albus told John as he frantically finished up a History of trick homework.

John dug around in Albus 's bag until he found the notes."Thanks, partner ! matte, do you need to use them, too ?"John looked over at his friend.

Matt was curled up in an armchair, wincing in pain.

"Hey, are you okay ?"John asked with a concerned look on his cheek. He and Albus had been so preoccupy with their large amounts of prep that they had n't noticed Matt leave the table.

"Huh ?"matte looked up, with his script pressed to his school principal. He yawned."I guess I must be getting spue again. I think I 'll go to the Hospital Wing."lustrelessness stood up to allow, but he swayed on the spot and had to incline on the armchair for support.

"lusterlessness !"John ran over to his admirer and grabbed his arm,"I 'll take you, okay ? You look like you 're about to precipitate over."

"okeh, thanks,"Matt mumbled as the two of them left the unwashed room.

Albus had stopped writing his essay and watched the two of them leave.

"I wish I knew some way to serve him,"he murmured to blush wine."He has n't even differentiate us what disease he 's got. I wonder if it 's some really rarified variety that not many people have heard of."

rose looked up."Is n't it obvious ?"

"What ?"

Rose got up from her table, walked over to Albus, and whispered in his ear."Have n't you noticed that he always gets retch during the full synodic month ? I realized that after he got sickish in November, and I 've been watching him the past times few days."

Albus just looked at her with a blank look on his expression."So ? And why would I pay tending to full Sun Myung Moon ?"

"Ugh !"Rose groaned,"Put it together. I do n't want to say what I think it is correctly now with so many the great unwashed around. And you should pay care to full synodic month for Astronomy."

"well, then let 's time lag until they all go to bed. I 've certainly got adequate homework to do between now and then,"Albus said impatiently.

"fine, but it still seems obvious to me."

The cousins spent the next few hours working on their homework, waiting for the common room to empty out. After a one-half hour or so, John came back. Albus filled him in on what blush 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, bathroom, Rose, and Amanda were the only one left in the commons room.

"So,"Albus whispered,"What have you figured out ?"

"Well,"pink wine said slowly, looking up from her Herbology indication,"The clues are that mat always gets ill around the full moon, the few daytime before it he sleeps a lot and looks pallid than usual. He always goes to the Hospital offstage the nighttime of a full moon, and when he comes back, he usually is covered in cuts and bruises."

"That 's effort he 's clumsy,"John said confidently.

"That 's what he wants you to think ! Do n't you get it ?"Rose shouted.

"hold your voice down, pink wine, someone 'll stir up up,"Amanda whispered,"Now what do you think Matt has ?"

"He 's a werewolf,"Rose said quietly.

"What ? !"John shouted,"No way."

"Werewolf ? ! You mean, those are real ?"Amanda squeaked.

"'Course they 're real, Amanda,"John told her,"So are lamia. Muggles just do n't think they are."

`` The merely thing I 'm still wondering about is why he does n't take wolf's bane Potion, '' Rose continued, `` You know, that potion slip 's dad took to hold him from harming himself and others. ``

Albus had started to pace the common room."You know, Rose, it fits, it really does. matte sounds just like Teddy 's dad. But I do n't love. Why would n't he have taken the potion ?

"Of course it fits ! I 've had a hunch about it ever since October, but I wanted to look a few months to be for sure. I do n't fuck why he would n't consume the potion. But remember one of our first nighttime here and there was that horrible shrieking ?"Rose asked.

"Yeah, I heard that,"Amanda told her.

"fountainhead, it must have come from the Shrieking Shack. That 's where Teddy 's dad went to transform when he was a scholarly person here. You can get in there from the Whomping willow, but I do n't know how that works. Matt must go there to transubstantiate as well,"rose explained.

"I wonder why he would n't withdraw the potion ?"Albus wondered aloud as he continued to pace."Dad said slip 's dad always took it."

"I dunno, Albus,"Rose said sadly,"But I 've heard it 's really terrible to translate if that potion is n't used."

"It fits, but I 'm still not sure. Are you absolutely sure ? I do n't know if we should jump to conclusions,"Albus responded.

"I 'm pretty sure. I mean, I 'm not overconfident, because I have n't heard him say it or seen him transmute. But I 've read all about lycanthrope and Matt fits the description,"Rose persuaded.

"If it 's true up, and I 'm not saying it is or it is n't, what are we going to say 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,"King 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,"Albus stated, while looking warily at Rose. rosiness rolled her eyes."We wo n't assure him we know. He obviously does n't want us to cognise. Otherwise, he 'd have told us himself, if it 's true. I 'm indisputable he 'll differentiate 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 werewolves, but he probably does n't want anyone to know."

"That 's probably truthful. thaumaturge have n't treated werewolves very well. chemise 's dad could n't get a job after he was done at Hogwarts. He did manage to get a job as DADA instructor here, but he quit once the great unwashed found out he was a werewolf because parents would n't need him teaching their kids,"rose wine told Amanda,"It 's sad, really. Werewolves are harmless while they 're not transformed."

"He 's probably afraid what we would think,"whoremonger said,"If he 's a werewolf, that is. I say we keep rail of when he transforms."

"Good idea. But if it turns out we 're good and he still does n't tell us, I guess we 'll have to let him know that we know,"Albus said.

"Yeah, I suppose we will,"bathroom agreed.

"Oh, and mine and Rose 's Uncle Bill was bit by a werewolf, but the werewolf was n't transformed at the time. Uncle nib 's not a werewolf, but I suppose I could ask him some dubiousness over Christmastide Break, to try and get some more info,"Albus told everyone.

"trade good approximation, Albus ! I 'll ask him with you,"pink wine exclaimed, while walking over to the dormitory door."I think we should probably go to bed. Good night, everyone."

"Night,"Albus, Amanda, and John Lackland responded.

Albus walked up the steps to his dormitory. He could not stop thinking about Matt. How could he be a werewolf ? Who bit him ? When ? Albus knew loup-garou were perfectly harmless as long as they were n't transformed, but the idea still troubled him. teddy bear 's dad had been his gramps 's friend at school, and he had been his dad 's pop teacher when he was in schooltime. He had died in the scrap against Voldemort. If only he could talk to him. Ask him questions about it. Was there anything Albus could do ?

Albus got into bed and pondered these questions. Eventually, he fell into a restless sleep. He started out dreaming about failing a magical spell trial run and Professor Washburn chasing him through the palace with a beater 's bat. But soon, the dream shifted and became the incubus that had plagued him since the first week of school.

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A/N : Please retrospect ! No reappraisal from the finish 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 Potter or anything else you recognize.

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Chapter 7 : Dueling and Detention

Harry was sitting in a sour empty room. A man in a dismal cloak appeared next to him.

"He will return,"the man said.

"Who ?"Harry asked."Voldemort ? That 's not potential, I made sure of that."

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

"No, he wo n't !"Harry shouted.

"He will return, he will return, he will give ...."the man said over and over again.
Harry awoke with a first, he sat up in bed, breathing fast. That was odd. Harry had not had a ambition that seemed so real since before Voldemort had died. But Harry could n't possibly be seeing things through Voldemort anymore, not if he was dead.

Harry got up and paced the room. What did the dream mean value ? Was someone trying to institute Voldemort back to lifetime ? And was that even possible ? And why would he be dreaming about it ? Harry did n't recall so. Then it hit him, he remembered that Albus had had the same dream months ago ! Did this mean something ? Was there something significant about their dreams ? Or were they just daydream ?

Harry walked over to his wardrobe and got out his cloak. He had to discuss this with someone. As lots as he thought that the dreams were just aspiration, 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 agency and walked into the corridor. It seemed deserted, which was n't unusual since it was one o'clock in the aurora. Harry started to walk down the corridor. He turned a corner and nearly bumped into someone.

"Who 's there ?"the person shouted and pointed his wand at Harry."ceramicist ? What are you doing out so late ?"

"The Lapplander could be said of you, Washburn,"Harry responded."Put your verge away."

Washburn stowed his wand back in his cloak."What are you doing wandering the halls at this hr ? I now see where Albus gets his ideas about late night strolls from."

"It 's none of your business, but I need to discourse something with someone,"Harry growled."And what are you doing ? Plotting means to put my sons in detention ? I know you 've got something against them, and I will find out what."

"I 've aught against your sons, ceramist, they just seem to misbehave more than than the average student,"Washburn sneered at Harry.

"Saint James the Apostle, yes, I 'll believe that. He seems to bring after his Uncle George IV and his grandfather,"Harry agreed,"But Albus ? He has only ever gotten hold from you, Washburn. All the former professor say he 's quiet in class."

"Maybe in their classes. He 's always making worry 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 bring up the time he set me on fire !"Washburn shouted.

"keep your voice down, you 'll wake the whole castle,"Harry whispered,"And why on earthly concern would Albus only do that stuff in your socio-economic class, Washburn ?"

"How should I know how a juvenile delinquent 's mind works ? Maybe you should ask him,"Washburn spat.

"Just recall, I 'm watching you, Washburn. So are the other professors,"Harry told him,"Now if you 'll excuse me, I have some line of work to attend to."Harry strode retiring Washburn and ignored any boost communication attempt 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 rationality Washburn seemed to dislike Harry as soon as they met. Maybe it was because James misbehaved so much in social class last year ? Is that why he hates Albus as well ? Harry did not lie with, but he hoped to find out.

Harry found Ron standing near The ternion Broomsticks."Hey, Ron."

Ron jumped."Blimey, Harry, you scared me !"Ron whispered as he lowered his wand.

"Sorry. I 've got to talk to you about something,"Harry whispered back.

"What is it ?"Ron asked.

Harry relayed both his and Albus 's dreams to Ron."And when Albus told me about his ambition, I just thought it was a nightmare, but it seems odd that we would both have the Same dream."

"How could you both have the same ambition ?"Ron questioned.

"No idea. The only thing I could intend of is that someone is using Legilimency on both of us."

"well, it 's potential. You 've never been very good at Occlumency, have you ? And Albus has certainly never used it. Plus whoever is doing it must be passably stupid person. Why would someone plant that dream in your head if they wanted to do something evil ? Why would n't they just read your mind and be done with it ?,"Ron reasoned.

"Yeah, that 's what I thought of, too. Who would require me to eff they 're reading my nous and create me reckon Voldemort is coming back ? It would also have to mean someone 's either getting into the castling at night or it 's a teacher or student,"Harry said worriedly.

"Well, I have n't seen anyone near the castle land tonight and how could they get past the protection ?"Ron asked.

"I know, that 's what makes me consider it 's a student or teacher. And no pupil would be able to do Legilimency like that. Maybe a 7th year could, if they studied and practiced enough,"Harry told Ron.

"fountainhead, 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 land back Voldemort."

"But how on earth could they do that ?"Ron asked.

"I 'm not sure, exactly. But I have a hunch. The Resurrection Edward Durell Stone,"Harry replied.

"But that does n't really bring people back."

"I know, but it does get back a chassis of them that only the soul with the stone can see. And you can lecture to them. I talked to my parents, Sirius, and Lupin with it, remember ?"Harry explained.

"Yeah, that 's honest. If whoever 's doing this had the stone, then they 'd be able to talk to Voldemort ?"Ron asked,"Blimey, that 's shuddery. But how could they happen the I. F. Stone ? Us and Hermione are the only 1 who know where it is."

"I know, but if they 're using Legilimency, then they 'd be able-bodied to find out from me,"Harry said quietly.

"well, what are we going to do ?"Ron asked nervously.

"I do n't get it on, Ron, I really do n't,"Harry confessed,"I 'm going to let to think of a programme. If someone 's been reading my judgement, then they might 've already seen where the Lucy Stone is. I think I 'll have to increase the protection near the timber. I 'll allot more Aurors to Hogsmeade. Ask Hagrid if he 's comment anything funny happening in or around the forest."

"phone practiced. 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 good enough,"Harry replied.

"What are you going to tell Albus ?"Ron asked.

"Nothing. He still thinks the ambition means nothing and it 's better that way. He 'd be so scared if he knew what was going on. Plus, we never told the kids about the Hallows. I wanted to wait until they were senior. Did n't want them blabbing about them to half the school. You know how William James is."

"I know, that 's why I never told rose wine or Hugo either,"Ron agreed.

"Well, I 'd better get back up to the school. retain your center peeled and your wand out. As Mad-Eye would ingest said, 'Constant wakefulness'. We still do n't really know that it 's a scholarly person or teacher yet, and I 'd prefer not to have to get going questioning my colleagues."

"All right, Harry, you 're the boss,"Ron joked."Good Night, then."

"'Night."

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The succeeding few days passed quickly. Albus, john, blush wine, and Amanda visited flatness in the hospital wing a few fourth dimension but cypher mentioned the conversation about him being a werewolf. Instead they just talked about what had been going on in course. lusterlessness left the hospital wing one sunup a yoke days later and met his friends in the Great Hall for breakfast. Again, nobody mentioned the conversation from the full-of-the-moon moon.

Albus looked up from his goner for a few seconds and noticed that Quinton Willinson was striding over to the Gryffindor table with a smug look on his face. What did he want ?

"speculation what, thunder mug ?"Quinton leered at Albus."Slughorn 's having a Christmas 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 thunder mug show ?"

James walked into the Great foyer and immediately noticed Quinton near his brother. He ran over to see what was going on.

"What are you doing here ?"James asked, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Ah, the older chamberpot ! What a pleasure to bear them both here at once,"Quinton said excitedly,"I was just telling your love chum about Slughorn 's Christmas political party. I was merely wondering if he would be attending."

"That 's none of your stage business,"James glared at Quinton.

"Will you be going as well ?"Quinton asked, ignoring James 's comment."Then we could have a incline comment about your Quidditch skills as well as listen to your buddy 's outbursts !"

"Shut it !"James shouted, turning 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 consume both of you,"Quinton drew his wand and pointed it at James.

"Bet you ca n't conduct us as well,"Saint John the Apostle said as he and flatness both drew their wands.

"Easy,"Quinton snorted.

"What is going on here ? Dueling at breakfast ?"prof Washburn walked over to the board and sneered at James.

"No, Professor, just defending my crony,"James responded.

"I believe that qualifies as dueling, Potter,"Washburn pettifoggery,"Detention for you and your brother, plus Brickston and Eckerton as well. And 50 power point from Gryffindor."

James IV gaped at him."But what about Willinson ? He started it ! And Albus does n't even give his wand drawn ! He did n't do anything."

"I 'd advise you shut your mouth, ceramicist, or I 'll make it 2 detentions,"Washburn growled as he walked up to the stave table."I 'll distinguish you all the engagement and time in your next charms class. And I do n't care if you have Quidditch pattern 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 ridiculous !"William 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 hebdomad from him."

"Quidditch practice is tonight at 7 ! He well not make it tonight !"James River groaned.

"admiration what he 'll cause us do ?"John asked.

"Dunno ? He usually has me do seam, while he glares at me,"Albus told him.

"I hate short letter,"Matt sighed,"They 're so boring."

"Well, there 's a lot defective detention than pedigree,"James told him.

"True. Blimey, flavour at the time !"matt shouted as he glanced at his watch."We 're going to be late for DADA !"

Matt, Albus, and John got up from the tabular array and murmured rushed goodbyes to James, who was rushing off to story of conjuration. Albus noticed that the daughter had already left for class.

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"fountainhead, that was boring, John groaned as he, Albus, and lusterlessness left dadaism a while later,"Why do we own to read about the spells before we get to do them !"

"Because otherwise you wo n't realise what the spell does and what the percentage point of it is,"rose said, exasperatingly. She was often explaining the point of reading to John.

"I 'd rather record in DADA than do spells in Charms,"Albus sighed. The Gryffindors were on their way to their to the lowest degree favorite class.

"Me, too,"lusterlessness agreed,"And we 'll be learning what our hold 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 Epistle of James is supposed to have Quidditch practice."

"Of track,"matt agreed, as he pushed open the door to the Charms classroom. The male child walked inside and found their usual mesa at the back of the room.

Washburn stormed into the room a few minute later, he was obviously in a bad humor."Today we 'll be starting to find out how to make a strawberry walk across the table. It 's not very difficult, if you 've been practicing the incantation and reading up on it."Washburn swished his scepter and a strawberry appeared in front of each educatee."Well, get to it then !"

bathroom looked at Albus,"You been practicing or reading up on this, Mate ?"

"Nope, how about you ?"

"'Course not,"John laughed."Looks like rosebush has, though."

Albus looked over at the board rosebush was sharing with Marina and Karina. Sure enough, her strawberry mark was walking across the board. Washburn, who had been glaring at the educatee from behind his desk, got up and strode over to Rose.

"Apparently someone in this class has shown that they might stimulate a lowly bit of talent,"he spat at rose wine."I suppose if this were any former class, Gryffindor may accept gotten a few compass point. But I, on the other hand, do n't intend 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 fille Weasley 's done. Now, back to work !"

"Blimey, he 's mad,"whoremonger whispered to Albus and Matt.

"Sure is, I mean, Rose did a effective job. None of us can do it,"Matt agreed.

Albus looked around the way and noticed that nigh of the class 's strawberry mark were not so much as moving a leaf. A few of them had made a weakly endeavour to roll over, but that was it. As the class progressed, Washburn started to stand behind the back table and glare as Albus, lustrelessness, and John tried to make their strawberries 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 pull in a slice of fruit walk, due on Friday. And Potter, Eckerton, and Brickston come up here to arrange your detention."

The residual of the class 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 form had left.

"Your detention will be this Sabbatum, at noon. You will meet me in the Great Hall, where you will be polishing the portrayal figure, sign full point hourglasses, and whatever else needs cleaning. Potter, you tell your brother this, I expect him there as well, despite his Quidditch practice,"Washburn barked,"You 're dismissed."

Albus, matt, and John ran out of Washburn 's elbow room as fast as they could. They went straight to the Great Hall for lunch.

"Blimey, he was raging about something today,"Matt groaned as he helped himself to some potatoes.

"Yeah, but I wonder why he wants us to pick for our detainment ?"Albus wondered."He 's always had me do lines, before."

"Bet he thinks it 'll be queer, watching us scavenge. Plus, it 's a Saturday, there 'll be lots of people around to gaze at us. He 'll probably enjoy our mortification,"privy said.

"What are you talking about ?"James asked as he sat down adjacent to John.

"Detention. Sabbatum at noon, cleaning in the Entrance Hall,"Albus told him.

"Bloody Scheol ! I 've got Quidditch practice at noon !"James River shouted as he slammed his goblet on the table.

"I know, that 's probably why he made the detention then,"Albus said.

"He hates us, I swear he does,"James II growled,"He 's always hated Gryffindors, that 's a experience fact, but he seems to hate us more than than everyone else."

"Do n't you think it 's a bit strange ?"Albus asked.

"Not really. Some teachers just do n't like sure students,"John the Evangelist explained,"'Course, the students never really chance out why."

"suction, though. I mean, what if he 's always giving me hold during Quidditch recitation ? This 'll be the 4th drill I 've missed for Washburn 's detentions. Samantha wo n't be too happy about it."

"You 'll just hold to view yourself around him. Do n't say a give-and-take during his category,"Albus advised.

"I know, I 've been doing that since beginning of utmost year,"James explained,"After I set off a dungbomb during the second class."

"wellspring, that 's why he hates you !"mat laughed,"And he probably thinks Albus is just alike you."

"He does,"Albus groaned.

"I guess I 'd better be off to course of instruction,"St. James the Apostle told them as he got up from his seat."See you lot later."

"Bye,"Albus told his brother. He turned to John and matte."I guess we 'd improve 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 Xmas party."

Sure enough, at the end of class, Slughorn asked Albus and rose wine to see him after everyone left.

"We 'll wait for you,"John told Albus. He, flatness, and Amanda waited at the dorsum of the room.

"Albus and Rose !"Slughorn beckoned them to his desk,"Great job, today, great job. Both of your potions were brilliant !"

"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 terminus. You are both invited, of course, and may bring guests. I hope to see you there ! I have some interest masses coming that I 'm certainly you 'd wish to see !"

"Who ?"Albus asked warily.

"Oh, do n't want to spoil the surprise !"Slughorn laughed,"I 'll see you later, then !"

"So, you going to go ?"John asked Albus nervously as they walked out of the dungeon.

"No way,"Albus mumbled.

"Well, someone told me your dad 's going,"rosebush said,"So you might have to go."

"I do n't care."

"Oh, get on, Albus ! What if he has really peachy celebrated the great unwashed there ! I heard once he had some Quidditch players come !"Saint John the Apostle told him.

"I really do n't think anyone would commence anything with Uncle Harry there,"Rose said reassuringly.

"well, maybe not. But what about Willinson ?"Albus asked.

"He 's a git, but he wo n't do anything with your dad around. Washburn may make Slytherins peculiar intervention, but Professor ceramist 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,"Rose told her,"I told you I 'd take you to the next one after I took Janie to the Allhallows Eve 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 detentions, 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, John, and mat arrived in the Great student residence, neither James nor Washburn were there yet."James better get here before Washburn does,"Albus said nervously.

"Yeah, Washburn 'll impart him another detention if he 's late,"matte agreed.

At that import, Saint James came bursting through the oak doors."Oh, goodness, he 's not here yet !"

"You 're favourable,"John told him.

"What is Potter lucky about ?"a coldness articulation from behind Saint John said.

whoremaster turned around to see Washburn staring down at him."Nothing, Professor."

"Good,"Washburn tiff."Now, if you 'll each rent a feeding bottle of cleaner and a rag, we can get started."He gestured to a bucket of cleanup supplies at his animal foot."We 'll be doing Muggle cleaning. I want you each to set about out by polishing the House percentage point hourglasses. They must be spotless."

Albus, James, bathroom, and flatness each took a rag and started to smoothen the hourglasses. Washburn paced behind them, staring at each one in turn. Every once and a spell, he would inspect the cleanliness of the hourglasses.

"You missed a maculation, Potter,"Washburn growled at Albus.

While the boys were polishing the hourglasses, various scholarly person and professors would walk by and stare at them. lots to Albus 's disgust, Quinton Willinson passed by a lot.

"Oh, look, Potty 's doing his detention for trying to duel with me,"Quinton laughed,"Funny how he thought he could actually duel me."

Albus just ignored his taunts and rubbed the Hufflepuff hourglass even harder.

"That slimy git,"John whispered to Albus."If any of us taunted him in detention, we 'd get a detainment ourselves."

"Yeah, and he had his sceptre drawn, too,"Matt agreed,"Washburn seems to like him best."

"No surprise there,"Albus told them as he scrubbed a particularly unregenerate piece of shite."They 're both horrible."

"I just wish it had been some former teacher who passed by our tabular array that morning,"john groaned,"Then Willinson would have at least gotten custody, too."

"Get back to oeuvre, potter !"Washburn shouted at James, who had stopped polishing the Gryffindor hourglass and was resting his head on it.

"Something unseasonable, William James ?"Albus whispered.

"I dunno. My head just felt funny all of a sudden."

"D'you think you 're ill or something ?"Albus asked,"Maybe you should go to the hospital Wing."

"Nah, Washburn would never let me. He 'd think I was faking. I used way too many Skiving Snackboxes in his social class final stage year."

"Yeah, but if you 're really ill, he 'll ingest to let you go,"Albus said with a look of headache on his face.

"I know, but he 'd make me do the detention over again."

"Shut up, Potters ! Both of you back to work or I 'll generate you another custody !"Washburn screamed.

For the relaxation of the detainment, James was very quiet. The boys worked until two o'clock, at which point all four hourglasses were sporting than they had been in years.

"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 handwriting tactile property like it 's going to fall off ! I hate Muggle cleaning."

"Me, too,"Matt agreed, while rubbing his hand.

"I doubt Madam Pomfrey will fix it, though,"Albus told them,"She usually does n't do that after teacher make us do Muggle cleaning."

John and Matt decided to go with Albus and James to the Hospital Wing anyway. When they got there, Madam Pomfrey was already tending to Bradley Weasley, who had taken a bludger to the arm during Quidditch practice.

"Yes, yes, what is it ?"brothel keeper Pomfrey asked the boys.

"Well, I was doing Muggle cleaning for Washburn 's detention-"Jesse James started to say, but dame Pomfrey cut him off.

"You know I do n't fix aching hands due to detention ! If I did, you would n't learn anything from them !"

"It 's not that. I was polishing the Gryffindor hourglass, and my head felt funny all of a sudden. It was n't like a concern. 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 awful lot like someone was using Legilimency on you."

"What ?"James shouted.

"Someone was reading your mind. That 's why you were seeing your own memories,"Madam Pomfrey explained,"Who else was in the Great Hall with you ?"

"Well, Washburn of trend,"Albus told her. James appeared to be in shock and could n't speak."And Quinton Willinson, a match of his friends, the Gryffindor Quidditch team, a variety of Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws I do n't know, a few early 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 get any way to bang who was doing it. Seeing as you 're not really ill, there 's not a good deal I can do for you. But I will inform the headmaster and your founding father about this."

St. James had found his articulation again."Okay."

Madam Pomfrey went back to tending to Bradley, and James, Albus, trick, and Matt left the room.

"That 's so strange,"James told them,"Why would anyone want to scan my mind ?"

"No thought,"Albus shrugged.

"I bet it was Willinson,"John the Divine growled."What a git."

"Yeah, he was probably just doing it to scare you,"matte agreed.

"Was he even in the room when your head felt mirthful ?"Albus asked.

"I do n't really remember,"James 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 rough-cut room."

"Okay, see you at dinner,"Albus waved goodbye as he, Matt, and bathroom walked back down the stairs so they could enjoy the new fallen snow.

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A/N : promise you enjoyed it ! That one was longer than usual, but if I split it up, it would have been two extremely poor chapters. Please leave a followup and I will suffice it ! Thanks as always to Dancer Of Starlight for reading this before I posted and to my pal and other sis who are not on HPFF.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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Chapter 8 : political party and frivolity

During the adjacent few weeks, the teachers had increased their homework, each insisting that the pupil needed to increase their studying clock time. Albus found himself doing homework every day after dinner, and finding it hard to possess fourth dimension to own snow ball fights outside.

Albus had n't forgotten about his cleanup detention with Washburn, and was doing even more to try to outride away from him. During stratum, Albus would n't even count at Washburn. He did not say a single Word during Charms anymore. No more talking to John and Matt while they were practicing making yield walk across their desks.

Albus had noticed that James I had changed since the detention. He was quieter, and often sat in a corner of the common room with their first cousin Cedric and Ben, whereas he used to be at the center of care, talking about Quidditch matches. Albus guessed he was still scared about what happened during hold. Albus had n't mentioned the incident to anyone, so only him, can, and Matt knew. Of course, James had told Cedric, Ben, and his friend Nathan, but Albus rarely noticed them talking about it. He was also a bit afraid of what the incident meant, but not nearly as much as James was.

Before they knew it, Christmas vacation was upon them. There was one day left, which was the day of Slughorn 's Christmas political party. The intact school was talking about it, and covetous students who had not received invitations were constantly dropping hints to invited bookman about going with them. Albus would have gladly given up his invitation, but since all his cousins, James I, and his dad were going, he had to go too.

Albus, toilet, and Matt had decided they should go a little later than the company actually started, so they could try to slip in unnoticed. lavatory in particular, was very excited about going.

"Which Quidditch player do you think Slughorn 's invited ?"he asked as they walked down to the dungeons.

"Dunno. Maybe he 's invited a dyad !"matte responded excitedly.

"Yeah ! I sure hope so,"John said.

"speculation we 're about to find out,"Albus told them as he opened the door and walked into the donjon. It was packed. Albus noticed most of his cousins, with their flaming red pilus. The few who had not inherited the hair were blending in with everyone else.

"Blimey ! How are we supposed to incur the Quidditch role player with all these people here ?"John exclaimed.

"No idea. How about we head for the solid food and hope we find them on the way ?"Matt asked.

"Sounds good. C'mon, Albus,"John said as he pushed through people to get to the food. Albus and matt followed.

"You see Willinson anywhere ?"Albus whispered.

"No, but it 's backbreaking to secern if he 's here or not,"John answered.

"I 'm indisputable he 's here somewhere. continue your heart peeled for him,"Albus told his Friend."I 've got to stay away from him."

When the male child arrived at the food for thought table, they saw that rosebush and Amanda were already there."Hi. Did you just get here ?"rose 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 hearsay about the Quidditch players was rightfulness,"Rose responded.

"Really ! ? Who 's here ?"King John shouted, as he scanned the crowd.

"Oliver Wood. He used to be keeper for Puddlemere United,"Rose 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 times,"Rose said exasperatingly.

"Who else ?"Albus asked.

"capital of Montana Yaspies, stream Chaser for Chudley cannon,"Amanda told them.

Matt started choking and ptyalise out his mouthful of butterbeer. Albus slapped him on the backrest."You okay, mate ?"

"I 'm delicately !"Matt coughed,"The Chudley cannon are my team ! I 've got to get her ! Anyone got a quill for an John Hancock ?"

rosiness laughed."You cat are crazy."

"goose egg crazy about wanting to run into your pet Quidditch players,"John told her."Blimey, Oliver Sir Henry Wood ..."

"I ever tell you that my dad used to play on the Gryffindor team with King Oliver Wood ?"Albus asked John.

This prison term it was John 's number to skewer out his butterbeer."No ! You never did ! Why not ?"

Albus laughed."You never asked. Anyway, he was captain when my dad joined the team in his first year. They played on the squad together until my dad 's third year."

"Blimey ! That 's vivid ! So, you could get met him ?"Saint John asked.

"I have,"Albus smiled.

"You 're kidding !"John shouted,"Well, what are we waiting for ? Go introduce me !"

Albus laughed."Ok, let 's go find him. You want to come, rose wine and Amanda ?"

blush wine sighed,"Sure, I guess."

"Any opportunity you know Helena Yaspies ?"Matt asked.

"Nope, sorry. Never met her,"Albus told his admirer as they maneuvered their way through the crowd.

"There he is, Albus !"St. John shouted, pointing to the rachis of the elbow room."He 's talking to your dad."

Albus made his way to the rachis of the room, his Quaker following behind him. The elbow room was slightly LE crowded in the vertebral column. There was still no sign of Willinson.

"Hi, Al !"Harry waved at Albus.

"Hi, Dad."

"What 's up ? Enjoying the party ? I know you 're not a fan of these, but thanks for coming,"Harry told Albus. He bent down so only Albus could 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 ?"Joseph Oliver asked.

"Yeah, it 's great !"Albus responded."These are my ally, whoremonger Brickston- he 's a big Puddlemere United jockstrap, Matt Eckerton, and Amanda Tagger."

"Hi, nice to meet you,"Oliver told Albus 's friend."So, you support Puddlemere United, bathroom ?"

"Yeah !"john shouted, his eyes lit up."I 've been to a few friction match. I saw you in the hold up one you played in ! I was 9, but I remember it like it was yesterday. Such spectacular saves."

Oliver laughed,"That was a salutary game. I 'm glad you enjoyed it."

"It was awing !"privy said.

A improbable brunette came walking over to the group, carrying a pocket-sized boy on her hip. A little girl was trailing behind her with a dental plate of Noel biscuits.

"Hey, Heather,"Oliver put his arm around the adult female."lav, lusterlessness, Amanda, this is my married woman, Heather. And this,"Oliver took the little boy from his wife and put him on his shoulders,"is my 2 year old son, Alex. And my girl, holly who is 6."

"Hi,"toilet and flatness said together.

"I stopped playing Keeper shortly after Alex was born. Could n't celebrate up all the traveling with 2 kids."

"I remember that,"John told him,"I was kinda mad, but was just sword lily I got to see your last match."

Oliver laughed,"I understand. I would have been mad if I were you, too. But I 've got high hopes for piffling Alex here. He can already fly his toy Scots heather expertly. And holly 's already flying a real broom !"Oliver beamed, he was obviously proud of his kids.

"That 's pretty neat !"lusterlessness 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 tardily does n't mean you 'll be a bad Quidditch player,"Oliver explained,"feeling at your DADA instructor ! Had n't set one leg over a broom until he was 11."

"Yeah, but I 'm rubbish at Quidditch,"mat told him.

"Hey, Mr. Wood, could you sign my Quaffle ?"whoremonger produced a Quaffle from his bag and held it out to Oliver.

"You brought a Quaffle ? !"rosebush exclaimed.

"'Course ! After hearing those rumor, how could I not bring one ?"

"Sure, I 'll sign up it,"Oliver took the Quaffle and signed it with a quill that he pulled out of his robes. He then handed it back to John.

"Thank you,"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 give a Quaffle."

"That 's okay. I 've got some lambskin,"Oliver signed some lambskin 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 little Alex, here,"Oliver told them,"Enjoy the party !"He and Heather walked towards the food table with Holly behind them.

"Wow, just wow,"John told his friends,"That was so cool."

"I 'll say,"flatness replied.

"I ca n't believe 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 cause you 're atrocious on a broom."

"Shut it, Albus,"Rose glared at him.

"Where 's capital of Montana Yaspies ?"Saint John the Apostle scanned the bunch,"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 !"John grinned.

"What ?"Albus looked at him like he was wild,"Why on earth do you want to see him ?"

"I 've been plotting a minuscule antic,"lav 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,"St. John repeated,"I bought it through owl-order from your uncle 's store, Albus."

"What are you going to do with it ?"Albus eyed him warily, he happened to birth been on the receiving end of an Exploding Eclair at the family dinner before start of terminal figure. His cousin, Bradley, had done it.

"Plant it on Willinson 's plate,"John told them,"But I 'll demand your aid. When Willinson sets his home down, walk by him. Close enough that he can see you, but far enough that he 'll throw to leave alone his plateful unattended. Then I 'll put the eclair on it. And when he bites into it, bam ! It 'll explode."

"Brilliant !"flatness shouted.

"I dunno. It 'll make him real mad,"Albus said.

"But he wo n't know it 's us ! That 's the beauty of it. There 's so many the great unwashed here,"can explained,"But to be on the good position, we 'll entrust right after. We do n't want to stay if he 's here anyway."

"True,"Albus agreed.

"Everyone in, then ?"John asked, grinning.

"Yep,"they all stated.

"Then let 's go,"King John got up from under the board and his supporter followed. Willinson was still by the desk, so Albus, Matt, Amanda, and rose wine headed over. They walked next to the food tabular array and waited until Willinson noticed them. It did n't engage long. He spotted them, smirked, and set down his food. Albus saw Saint John the Apostle close in on his plate.

"Hello, potty, Weasel, and fellowship,"Willinson glared,"Enjoying the party ? I 'm just waiting until the minute you explode again, Potty."

"Willinson,"Albus snarled,"I 'm not planning on exploding. Are you ?"

"'Course not. When have I ever exploded ? You on the other hand,"Willinson laughed,"Do n't wish the popularity, do you, baby potty ?"

"Shut it,"Matt stepped towards Willinson.

"What 're you going to do about it, runt ?"Willinson towered over Matt by at least a foot.

"You think I 'd tell you what I 'd do ? recall I 'm stunned ? If I told you, you 'd know how to block it,"lustrelessness growled.

"I doubt there 's a torment you know that I do n't know how to block."

"Probably, but I know you would n't start anything with professor Potter a few feet away,"Matt jerked his head in the direction of Harry.

At that moment, Albus looked over and saw John Lackland. toilet winked at him and walked away from Willinson 's plate.

"wellspring, I think I 've had enough of your company tonight, Willinson,"Albus annonced,"Have a horrible Christmas."Albus started to walk towards John Lackland, and his friend followed.

"Got it planted, then ?"Albus asked when they reached John.

"Yup,"whoremaster gave him a thumbs up,"We 're on."

They walked over to the threshold of the dungeon so they could scarper easily if needed. Willinson picked up his plate and wandered back over to his friend. As they were talking, he picked up the eclair and bit into it.

The explosion was amazing. As soon as Willinson bit the eclair, pick exploded all over his expression and in a 2 foot radius around him. A few bystanders were hit as well. It did n't seem potential that that much cream could fit in one eclair.

"Bloody Hell !"Willinson shouted, and the wholly donjon went understood. Everyone looked at Willinson and started laughing.

Willinson looked around the room and his gaze fell on Albus."I 'll get you for this, potty,"he seethed as he stormed out of the dungeon.

"That was bally brilliant,"John said once Willinson had disappeared into the hallway.

"Yeah, it was !"matte agreed.

The girls and Albus nodded."But he said he 'd get us. We 'd better be on the lookout. He knows it was us,"Albus told them.

"He ca n't make out it was us !"Matt 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 Christmastide break tomorrow, so it does n't weigh !"Saint John the Apostle grinned.

"I suppose you 're properly,"Albus smiled,"But let 's get to the green 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 chairs in the backbone for them to occupy.

"So, who 's excited about Christmas ?"john asked,"I sure am, I could use a happy chance from studying."

"You 're not going to get a break,"rosebush told him,"We 've got loads of homework."

"Way to put a damper on matter, Rose,"John answered,"But at least there 's no category !"

"I 'm looking forward to Christmastime,"Albus said,"I love Christmas."

"What do you usually do for the holidays ?"Amanda asked.

"Oh, it 's nifty ! We all go to my grandma and grandad 's house. Everyone. My house, Rose 's family, all our aunt, uncles, and cousins. Plus teddy and his nan. It 's pretty crowded, but it 's still fun. I love it. Usually someone winds up having too very much to wassail and there 's loads of joke played on people,"Albus said excitedly.

"Yeah, it 's pretty full-strength. We do n't all stay the whole gap, though. Because virtually of us have early family to visit. My family usually stays until a few days after Dec 25 and then we spend the rest of the holiday with my mum 's parents,"Rose explained,"But Albus 's family spends the totally break at the tunnel, that 's what we call my grandparents'house."

"Yep. But most of our cousins go straight to the Burrow from Hogwarts. My family always goes place first, to visit my grandparents'Stephanie Graf. We always do that on Dec 25 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 Christmas ?"rosebush asked.

"Oh, I love Christmas too,"John the Evangelist smiled,"We stay at my house and my aunty, uncles, cousins, and grandparents all come over. They never all come at the same time, though, so it gets moderately crazy. My mum freaks out because she never knows how much to fake. And usually someone starts arguing about something, but it 's all right. My family loves to argue, but we never get existent mad at each other."

"strait somewhat assuredness. You have a lot of cousin, can ?"Amanda asked.

"A just amount. near of them are all younger than me, though. 'Course that means they 're keen to wager illusion on,"John laughed.

"well, my family celebrates Hanukah,"Amanda told everyone.

"Oh, that 's neat,"Albus told her.

"Yeah, it 's proficient. I 'm just gladiola Chanukkah is late this yr, so I 'll be habitation for it. Sometimes it 's at the end of November. But anyway, I have a pretty small family. Just 3 full cousin and my aunt and uncle. And my piffling brother and older sister. My cousins usually come over for two day or so and we all interchange present. It 's quiet, but fun."

"audio fun,"John agreed,"But I love my Brobdingnagian trashy household. What do you do, Matt ? You 've been dreaded quiet."

flatness looked up from the tabular array."Dec 25 has never been all that fun for me, I guess. We usually go down to Commonwealth of Australia to jaw 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 Matt suddenly stopped talking.

"Where what ?"King John asked.

"goose egg, cypher. It 's just, that 's where I, er, got sick for the foremost time. You know, how I get disgorge 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 formal when we visit them. They 're racy and stuck up. Never let me do anything there. I have to just sit still and they 're always staring at me. Guess they do n't want me to break anything. Luckily we only visit them at Christmas. I do n't get any cousins. My dad 's got a brother, but he 's keep in the States, so we do n't see him much either. We sometimes visit him over the summertime. My dad 's parents died a long clip ago, before I was born. So I do n't cause much family. I just wish we 'd spend Christmas at home."

Albus, whoremaster, Amanda, and rose just looked at Matt."I 'm sorry, Matt. I wish you had a better Christmas,"Rose said sympathetically.

"Why do n't you expend Christmas with us ?"Albus asked,"No one will notice 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 bill,"Matt looked down glumly."My mum likes all of us to be together on Noel. She seems to remember every year it will be different. That my grandparents will loosen up. But they never do."

"Blimey,"John whispered,"That stinks."

"I know,"mat agreed.

At that moment, Saint James the Apostle came bursting in with his ally, Nathan. They both made a beeline for Albus 's table.

"Was it really you ?"James shouted breathlessly,"Did you open Willinson the Exploding Eclair ?"

St. John grinned."It was my idea."

"Brilliant, just brilliant,"James I smiled,"The looking on his expression ..."

"Yeah, but you lot had better picket out when you succeeding see him. He seemed to lie with it was you,"Nathan told them.

"I 'm not worried,"John answered,"He 'll probably forget about it over Christmas."

"I sure hope so,"Albus stated. He looked at his picket. It was midnight."Well, I 'm off to bed. I 'll see you guys in the morning.

"We 'd all better go to bed,"rose stood up,"I think the geartrain is leaving at noon tomorrow."

Albus got up out of his chairperson and headed to the staircase. He could n't hold back to go to the Burrow. He missed being surrounded by his family all the meter. He missed his grandmother 's cooking. thought process of the delightful food filed his heading 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 other sister and brother. Also, thanks to QUEEN and teddysxxgirl for their followup ! Next chapter is Yuletide Eve.

know this chapter is short, but I did n't desire to combine it with anything else. It stands on its own.
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"Lily !"Harry shouted into the bread and butter elbow room,"Are you ready to go ? All packed ?"Harry was standing with Ginny in nominal head of the front door, with a twin shorts and suitcase at his feet. James and Albus were standing nearby, having a sword fight with a couple talk through one's hat wands. Albus 's baton turned into a juke parrot and emitted a flashy squawking noise.

"Albus ! James !"Ginny scolded them,"Behave yourselves."James and Albus quickly stowed the sceptre and parrot into their trunks.

A small, red-headed miss walked into the way, trailing a pink rolling suitcase."Are we leaving now ?"

"Yes, we are. What were you doing in there, dear ?"Ginny asked.

"I was packing. I could n't discover all my Wendy witch bird and had to attend all over the house for them."

James River laughed."Do you have to withdraw them everywhere ?"

"Of class I do ! I could n't give any of them plate. It would n't be fair,"Lily explained. Albus and James laughed even harder."Mum ! Tell them to shut out up."

"male child, be skillful to your sis. Now, does everyone feature everything ? I 'm sending the luggage compartment to the tunnel 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.

"Good,"Ginny waved her baton and the trunks and suitcases disappeared,"Now, then, it 's clock time to go. Lily, hire my arm. male child, take your father's."And with a loud crack, the Potter folk disappeared from their house.

A few instant later, they reappeared in a force field a minuscule ways away from a small township. The sun was setting and their was fresh snow on the primer coat. From the theater, Harry could see flyspeck mass walking along the streets.

"Daddy, why do we have to walk so far ?"Lily whined,"Why ca n't we just Apparate in township ?"

"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,"Jesse James snapped at his sister,"It 's not that far."

"Is, too,"Lily stomped away from him.

James reached down and made a snowball and then threw it at the cover of his sister 's head.

"Ow ! ! !"Lily screeched and ran to Harry.

James and Albus started laughing."proficient one, Saint James,"Albus gave his buddy a high school five.

"boy !"Harry shouted,"Enough ! Lily, it 's not that lots 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 boy coming home for the holiday. She 's been up until midnight every nighttime the past week,"Ginny said.

"She wo n't be getting much quietus for the following week either, staying at the burrow,"Harry told Ginny.

"That 's for sure."

As the Potter family moved into the townspeople, some people occasionally stopped to stare at them. A few stopped to say hello, but hurried off quickly. Others completely ignored them. Many mass were finishing up last-place hour shopping or hurrying off to church.

The fiddling church was already replete of hoi polloi singing. The thrower could hear the carols as they walked by. They crunched through the snowfall in silence. Even James and Albus were quiet down. Lily had fallen asleep on Harry 's shoulder shortly after he picked her up. Harry appreciated how his Kid were always behaved when he visited his parents Steffi Graf. It was kind of an unstated matter. He had never once had to tell apart them to carry themselves in the cemetery. The Thomas Kid would crusade and bicker along the streets in the village, but would always get along once they entered the cemetery.

Harry walked into the memorial park, with Ginny, James, and Albus following him. As he walked the familiar course to his parents grave, he thought about his previous visits. There was the commencement visit, of course. He could n't draw a blank that. Voldemort had showed up and tried to kill him. Ever since then, he had been visiting every Halloween and every Christmas Eve. He had taken Ginny once they were married, and the tiddler once they were born. Harry always felt sad when he visited, but this year he felt care as well. Who was attempting to say his and his kids'intellect ? What about the mysterious death of Professor Torro ?

Harry made his way towards his parents'grave and stopped in presence of it. He bent down and put his hand over the names. James and Lily Potter.

Before the downfall of Voldemort, cryptic deaths were expected. Of course, nowadays, there were murder every once and a while. These were usually attributed to destruction Eaters still at heavy or witches or mavin 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 killer. He could n't help but conceive the demise was somehow related to the legilimency that was being performed on him, James, and Albus. And what could he do to help reassure his Word ? The other teachers had told Harry that James was more subdued in class ever since the episode during his detention with Washburn. James was obviously quite apprehensive about it. Albus was, too. Harry had met with Ron shortly afterward and neither of them could fall up with any new musical theme of who did it. It must have either been a student or a teacher. As much as Harry hated to do it, he realized he was going to have to investigate his fellow. Ginny was worried, too. However, she believed that the boy were prophylactic with Harry at the palace. Harry knew she took comfort in knowing he was near them at all sentence. Harry only wished he felt as confident in his ability as Ginny did.

Ginny knelt down next to Harry and wordlessly took the sleeping Lily from his 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 centre glistening with teardrop.

"Happy Dec 25, Mum and Dad,"Harry whispered. Ginny put her arm around Harry, and the two of them turned around and headed out of the cemetery, with James and Albus in their wake.
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Longer chapter is coming up next ! It 'll be Christmas at the tunnel. Thanks as always to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my early sister, and my brother. Thanks as well to siriusgirl1 for reviewing. Please read and retrospect !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry ceramicist ! Although I do own the OCs, the plot, and nearly of the Weasley cousin-german !

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A little while later, the ceramicist crime syndicate appeared in the yard behind the tunnel. They walked up to the back doorway and Harry opened it. He walked inside, followed by his home, and saw the usual Chaos. The integral Weasley menage was standing inside. It was a sea of flaming red whisker. Most of the small fry had inherited the Weasley red hair. The few exception were Albus, who looked just like Harry, and Victoire and Gabrielle, who had their mother 's silvery blonde pilus.

"Mum, make him make it back !"six-year-old lindy shouted as her sidekick held her dolly in the air.

"Cedric ! give way her back her skirt !"Corrine Weasley yelled at her son. He reluctantly handed lindy hop her doll and ran from the room.

The burrow was crammed with people. There did n't seem to be room for anyone else. Teddy lupine was currently entertaining the younger Weasley children by changing his ears and pilus colouring. The sure-enough kids were eating various sweets and talking about all sorting of things. Many of the grownup were drinking eggnog and getting louder and louder by the minute.

Ron was the first to notice the Potters."Oi ! Harry 's here !"he shouted and ran towards the door,"Hi Harry ! Great to see you, mate !"

"Hey, Ron !"

"Harry, Ginny !"mollie Weasley came bustling into the kitchen,"semen in, come in ! Are you hungry ? Want any stew ?"

"Sure,"Harry told her and he sat down at the table side by side to Ginny. Molly went over to the cooking stove and got five roll of swither.

"This is great, Mum, thanks,"Ginny told Molly.

Albus and James I were already digging into their swither. Lily ate a few collation and then ran off to incur her cousin-german, apparently not tired at all anymore.

"Well, everyone 's here,"Molly told them,"They 're all in the animation room. I do n't know if we 'll ever get the nestling to bed."

"It 's Xmas Eve, do n't even rag,"Harry laughed.

Albus finished his stew and got up from the table. He went into the life way with Henry James and found rosebush, along with his cousins Bradley, Cedric, Ben, and Mark sitting together on the floor. Cedric and Ben were second years, and Bradley and bull's eye were third base years.

"What 's new ?"Albus asked.

"Oh, not practically,"Ben told him,"Uncle George and Uncle Charlie are passably drunk. Grammy is trying to get the younger Kid in bed. All the aunty are talking about all variety of stuff. My dad, Uncle Hotspur, Uncle Ron, and gramps are all drinking eggnog and eating cookie over there,"he pointed to a few chairs grouped together around a modest table."And let 's see, Teddy and Victoire were snogging earlier. It was pretty megascopic. Who wants to see their sister snogging someone ? Grammy made them barricade. Now Teddy 's changing his fuzz colour all the prison term for the entertainment of the little kids, which is making it severely for Grammy to get them to go to bed."

James and Albus laughed."Should be an occupy holiday,"Epistle of James said,"What have you lot been up to ?"

"Oh, not much, just talking about Quidditch,"Cedric said,"Oh, and Rose is trying to get some studying done."

"Rose ! We 're on vacation !"King James looked appall,"Now 's not the time to study !"

"Well, you 'll be scrambling to get your work done on the survive day, like always. Maybe you should study tonight, too."

"You 'll never get anything done with all this illegitimate enterprise,"Cedric told her."What 's up with you, James and Albus ?"

"Oh, not often. Lily 's been complaining a lot. She got really mad when I threw a C nut at her while we were walking into Godric 's Hollow,"James told them.

"Yeah, she 's been kind of a pain, 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 time off, though. I have n't gone a week without detention in ages."

"Me too !"James agreed,"I need a break from Washburn, he 's crazy."

"Definitely,"Bradley agreed,"You 've missed so much Quidditch drill because of him."

"He hates me, I tell you. Hates Albus, too."

"Remember that dung bomb in world-class year, James ?"Cedric asked.

"Yeah, how could I forget that ? That 's when he started hating me,"James reminisced."Did n't ascertain many magic spell that twelvemonth due to the amount of times I used nosebleed nougats."

"I 'm hoping I get new Snackboxes for Yule this year,"Cedric told them,"I 'm running out. Ca n't wait till side by side year and I can go buy them at Hogsmeade."

"Definitely. Hogwarts wo n't bang what hit it when we 're able to buy harlequinade stuff all the time,"James laughed.

"Going to Hogsmeade 's great,"target chimed in,"I 've bought so many confection at Honeydukes this year."

"Not to mention everything else there. Like the trio broomstick. What a great place. And the shrieking Shack. You know it 's shrieking again this year,"Bradley added.

Albus and Rose glanced at each early nervously.

"Yeah, I 've heard it. But I wonder why ? It has n't shrieked since shimmy 's dad was at Hogwarts,"James wondered aloud.

"You do n't think-"Cedric started to say, but was cut off by Molly.

"If you 're not in Hogwarts yet, it 's time for bed !"she shouted,"It 's nearly midnight, way past your bedtimes. Go on ! Lily, Hugo, Angie, Samantha, Lindy, and Eddie ! Bed !"

"But Grammy !"Lily whined,"I do n't wan na ! I 'm not a little kid !"

"No buts, Lily, bed, now !"

Lily pouted and then stomped up the stairs to the elbow room she shared with Angie, Samantha, and Lindy.

"I see what you mean about Lily,"Cedric told Epistle of 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 shoulder. 'Course now she does n't want to go to bed, build,"James said.

"So, what does everyone think the probability of England making it to the World Cup future year ?"Albus asked quickly, before everyone could return to the issue of the Shrieking Shack.

"Ugh !"Rose sighed,"rear to Quidditch again."She pulled out her copy of The Standard book of Spells, grade One and continued reading.

The discipline of Quidditch carried the boys the rest of the Night and Albus was very unbosom that no one mentioned the shriek Shack again. After a while, Molly decided it was sentence for everyone else to go to bed, too. Saint James the Apostle, Omar Nelson Bradley, Cedric, marking, Ben, and Albus were all sharing Ron 's old sleeping room on the top floor. They trudged up the stairs while continuing their Quidditch conversation. When they reached the room, they found three curing of buncombe beds crammed into the way, just as they were every other Christmas. It was a bit hamper, but they all had plenty room. Albus climbed into the bottom of the bunk he shared with James and fell into a relaxing sleep.

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"Albus ! awake up ! It 's Noel !"a shrill voice screamed as Albus opened his center. He sat up and bumped his head on the bed above him.

"Ouch !"Albus rubbed his aching head. He had forgotten he was at the burrow."What is it ?"

"It 's Christmastime, Albus !"Lily screeched.

"What clip is it ? Is anyone else up ?"

"It 's six in the good morning !"Lily said excitedly."I 'm the first one up. look, you 've got presents !"Lily pointed at the pile near the foot of Albus 's bed.

"Excellent ! Looks like a skilful load this year,"Albus smiled."Have you opened yours ?"

"Not yet. I think I will now, though !"Lily grinned and ran from the room.

Albus heard stirring from the bed above him."You up, St. James ?"

"Yeah, I am now. She 's always the first one up on Christmas,"James yawned.

"I know, she 's even up before the twins, Angie, and Eddie,"Albus laughed."wellspring, mine as well get started on the present !"

Albus crawled to the end of his bed and examined his presents. He picked up a with child, soft package and knew what it was before even opening it. He tore off the wrapping and unfolded a orange red sweater with a Gryffindor Leo the Lion on it. Albus knew he 'd be getting one of these this year. His granny always knitted everyone a sweater every year, but for each kid 's for the first time year at Hogwarts, they got a Gryffindor sweater. Albus pulled his over his pass and smiled."What sweater did you get this year, St. James the Apostle ?"

"orange red with a gold Snitch,"William James told Albus,"You get the Gryffindor one ?"

"Yup."Albus reached for his following present. It was from his Uncle George V and Aunt Alicia. He opened it up and found a Skiving Snackbox. He grinned. He never had a lot use for these sweets before, but now that he was at Hogwarts, they would definitely add up in William Christopher Handy."What 'd you get from Uncle George ?"

"Extendable pinna,"St. James responded.

The next present was in the flesh of a book. Albus knew it was from his Aunt Hermione before he even looked at the tag. When he unwrapped it, he found it was Hogwarts, A story. Albus laughed. St. James had gotten the same Holy Scripture last year.

"Did you get Hogwarts, A story ?"James asked.

"Yeah, how 'd you know ?"Albus sniggered. The next package was from his Uncle Ron, a box of Honeydukes sweets.

Albus reached into his pile of presents and found the one from his parents. It was a long rectangular box. Albus opened it and found a Draco skin wand cover. It was scarlet and embossed with gold lions. Albus stared at it in awe. He had seen one of these in Diagon alley when he was there buying his school supplying. He had wanted it, but his dad had said no. It came with a small bottle of wand cultivation."What 'd you get from Mum and Dad ?"

"Have n't opened theirs yet,"Henry James said,"Lem me find it."Albus heard rustling from the bed above and ripping paper. Then quiet."Wow ! This is amazing ! They got me a baton cover !"

"Me too !"Albus exclaimed,"What 's yours have on it ?"

"snitcher ! It 's like my perspirer, orange red with gilded Snitches."

"Mine 's scarlet with gold lions."

"Pretty impressive,"James said.

"Yeah,"Albus agreed.

Albus continued opening his presents until there were none left hand. He got a lot of sweet and Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes products. He also got a few Word, including Quidditch in the Twentieth 100. But his favorite present was his scepter cover, he kept staring at it. When Omar Nelson Bradley, Cedric, mark, and Ben woke up, they opened their own presents.

By the time the boy had all finished opening their presents, everyone else in the house was up. When they went downstairs they found mollie cooking breakfast. All the former adults were sitting around the mesa talking and having coffee and tea. The younger Kid were running around playing with their present tense. The elder kids were all clustered around one of the armchairs in the living room. The boy went over to investigate.

"What 's going on over here ?"Saint James the Apostle asked, while squeezing in between Sir Henry Morton Stanley and Fred.

"Georgia 's gotten a new Scots heather !"Fred exclaimed."Newest model, a Firebolt 3000."

"Oh, wow !"Henry James exclaimed,"Can I tinct it ?"

"Sure,"GA was sitting in the armchiar, with her new broom resting on her lap. Everyone was admiring it.

"This is so cool,"Heather gazed at the broom,"Wait 'till the Slytherins see we have one of these on our team."

"Yeah !"Fred agreed,"Supposed to be the truehearted Calluna vulgaris yet. Just came out finish week."

"Can I fly it later ?"Henry James asked.

"Yeah, sure as shooting, but I want to try it out first,"Empire State of the South laughed,"We 'll go out after breakfast."

"Do you know if anyone else has one at Hogwarts yet ?"Bradley asked.

"No, I do n't imagine anyone else has one !"Georgia said.

"Wow, wait 'till everyone finds out it 's my sister who got the first Firebolt 3000,"Bradley sighed,"But I do like I got one."

"wellspring, I was riding a nimbus cloud 2000. You 've got a regular Firebolt."

"I know, but I hope I get one for my birthday."

"Breakfast is set !"Molly called into the room.

Everyone scrambled into the kitchen and got plates of food. There was n't adequate elbow room at the table for everyone to eat at. The Thomas Kid all went back into the animation room to eat. Albus sat down adjacent to Lily, who was playing with her new plaything 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 miniature."And a binge owl, which I named Hedwig. Some candy, a few counterfeit wand, a jumper, some socks, a couple books, and a Gryffindor hat and scarf."

"That 's good,"Albus responded, as he started eating his nut. Rose came and sat down next to Albus.

"Hi, Rose. You get good presents ?"

"Yeah, I got a lot of books !"she told him.

"I got a few books. But the expert thing is my new scepter cover,"Albus grinned,"It 's on a higher floor, I 'll evince it to you later."

"Wow, that 's neat."

"Did you see GA 's new broom ?"Albus asked,"Its only been out a workweek. She 's probably one of the offset to get one."

"Yeah, I saw it. It 's pretty impressive. You going to try it out ? ``

"Definitely. It 's got to be great to fly. Maybe I 'll be able to get a broom next summer. I 'm trying out for pursuer next year,"Albus told her.

"I 'm for sure you 'll get it,"Rose told him as she ate her toast.

"I dunno. I mean, there 's only one pursuer placement opening up next 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 wine agreed.

"Plus she 's got the best broom handle ever !"Albus said.

"True,"rosiness said,"But just because you 've got a goodness broom, does n't have in mind you 're a honorable captain."

"Yeah, but Georgia 's a great instrumentalist. Her new broom will only work her better. Slytherin wo n't stand a probability. I think we 're playing them shortly after we go back in January,"Albus told Rose."You gon na try out the broom ?"

"Probably not. I 'm not very safe and I would n't require to break it."

"I doubt you 'd crash it. You 're an ok aviator,"Albus told her."But I 'm definitely trying it."

"Let 's go play Quidditch !"Georgia stood up and held her broom over her head. Everyone who had been eating breakfast dropped their plates and either stormed up to the bedrooms to get their own Scots heather or ran out into the field that was used for Quidditch pattern. Albus, since he did not own his own broom handle, went directly outside. Georgia had already ran out the door and was standing in the middle of the field of honor, with a vast grin on her face.

"Ready, Albus ?"she asked.

"Definitely ! I ca n't await !"he told her, and he looked over to the back door of the house. James, and everyone else who had their own broom had come out and were running over to the field.

"Can I try it after you ?"Teddy shouted from behind everyone else.

"Sure !"Georgia shouted back.

"Then me !"James IV waved his arms around.

"And me !"Fred screamed.

"Me !"Heather pushed her way in figurehead of Fred, trying to obstruct him.

"Shut it !"Georgia shouted over the disturbance,"Everyone will get a turn ! But right now, I 'm flying it !"Sakartvelo mounted her ling and kicked off from the ground. The speed was amazing. She could get bout at top speed and brake second base before she would have crashed into the ground.

"Wow !"James screamed excitedly."That 's splendid !"Everyone started talking at once and Albus was not able to constitute out anything. Sakartvelo flew around the field for fifteen proceedings before landing beside her siblings and cousins. She dismounted and handed the broom to Teddy.

"Thanks !"teddy grinned and changed his hair to red. He flew into the air did a series of tailspin and turns. He flew for about ten minutes and landed future to Sakartvelo."Wow, I wish I 'd had that when I was quester, we never would have lost a match !"

"We barely lost a peer anyway,"Sakartvelo laughed. She took the broom and handed it to James IV. For the adjacent two minute, everyone took a crook on the broom. Even Rose got into the spirit of matter and flew around for a few minutes. After everyone had had a bit, Georgia decided to orchestrate a Quidditch match.

"Ok, I 'll be captain of my team and Teddy can captain the other team,"GA decided. The two captains took turns picking their squad and eventually their were two teams of six players each. As there were n't decent players for full teams, six participant for each had to work. Sakartvelo 's squad consisted of James, Omar Nelson Bradley, Cedric, Sir Henry Morton Stanley, and Gabriella. teddy bear 's team consisted of Heather, Fred, Victoire, Ben, and Mark. Since Albus did not have a broom, he could n't play. He and Rose watched from the sidelines, while the untested kids played in the snow nearby.

"That was finale go nighttime, about the scream Shack, I mean,"Albus whispered to Rose.

"I know,"she whispered back,"Everyone 's wary about it. I hear people whispering about it sometimes in the Great Hall."

"That means mat 's hearing it, too,"Albus groaned,"It 's got to be horrible for him."

"Does this mean you definitely believe he 's a werewolf, then ?"Rose asked.

"I 'm not totally convinced, but it does seem that way. I do n't conceive I 'll be fully convinced until I hear him say so himself."

"I suppose you 're right-hand, but I 'm pretty sure of it,"rosiness told him.

"How 'd you find out, anyway ? How do you have it away so much about werewolves ?"Albus asked.

"I 've read about them, of course. Once I found out that chemise 's dad was a wolfman, I read all about them in Mum and Dad 's old school day Holy Scripture,"pink wine said.

"Oh, yeah, that makes gumption. You for certain do record a lot."

"I know,"Rose agreed, as she pulled her copy of Hogwarts, A story, out of her jacket.

"You got that for Christmas Day, too ?"Albus questioned.

"Yup, it 's quite interesting. 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 rest of the Quidditch match. It was a pretty good peer. Quite different than Hogwarts mates, though. There was no ref, so a few arguments erupted. After an hour or so, Teddy caught the Snitch and his team won. Albus and his cousins trooped back into the house, snowy, wet, and frigidity. It was almost time for Noel 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 Word and read it until supper was ready.

Yule supper was always an interesting event at the Burrow. The kitchen table was not big enough to seat everyone, so usually the younger nipper sat there, while the previous kids and the adult found seats in the living room. There was always a lot of food, too. The food was kept in the kitchen and people got up to get some when they wanted it. As Albus was walking into the kitchen, he distinctly saw Saint James the Apostle 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 animation room. He jumped up from his chairperson and followed his full cousin into the room.

"What was that ? !"Harry shouted, looking down at the professorship he had been sitting in.

molly came into the elbow room and pushed past Albus."Henry James Sirius thrower ! 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 ! I know a guilty look when I see one,"molly screamed at him,"What did you do ?"

"Shocking Seat,"King James I explained,"It 's a little thing you hide on a chair and gives a meek galvanizing shock to the person who sits in it."

Harry started laughing,"And I suppose it 's from your shop, George II ?"

"Yup, newest Cartesian product. Just came out a few calendar week ago. I got James a few for Dec 25. mentation he 'd care them,"St. 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 II laughed. Everyone else started laughing as well, except molly, who went back into the kitchen.

The ease of supper went by with only a few pocket-sized japery. mortal snuck a Ton Tongue toffee into Albus 's pudding and his tongue grew two feet before Harry found out and pay back it for him. A few glasses exploded and a few sports stadium of soup crashed to the primer coat, mostly because Stanley had just turned seventeen and wanted to use illusion to bring in affair to the board for people. Eventually, everyone had enough to eat and they migrated into the living room. The adults had all had quite a bit of eggnog and fire whisky and were not paying a whole lot of aid to the kids. This enabled chemise and Victoire to swipe off into the kitchen, to be alone.

Albus and Rose decided to play thaumaturgist 's Chess. Lily and Victor-Marie Hugo sat down to watch out. It did n't engage Rose too long to beat Albus. rosebush was very sound at chess and she was much punter than Albus. After that, the four of them played a few rung of Exploding pushover, most of which Albus won.

Eventually, mollie decided it was time for everyone to go to bed. Albus climbed slowly up the step and got into his bunk. He was very exhaust. It had been a great Christmas. With his stomach fully and his heart happy, Albus fell into a late sleep.

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A/N : Hope you liked it ! I wrote this before Jo posted the Weasley/Potter house tree, so that 's why I made up my own Weasley full cousin. Although I did judge correctly that Saint James the Apostle 's midsection name is Canicula ! I know it 's a bit confusing with the large amount of cousin I made up, so I 'll try and put up a menage tree with one of the approaching chapters.

As always, thanks to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my other sister, and my bro. Thanks also to inkheart for their review article. Please read and review !

Disclaimer- As usual, I do not own Harry Potter.

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Boxing Day was usually a lazy day at the tunnel. Everyone slept former and ate whatever whenever they wanted. Albus awoke around twelve noon, and found that a few of his auntie, uncles, and cousin-german were getting ready to will. His Uncle George V and aunt Alicia and their kids were getting fix to leave to call in Alicia 's parents. His Uncle Charlie and Aunt Katherine and their kids were also leaving to visit other family.

"Bye, Guy,"Albus waved as his Uncle Charlie stepped into the fireplace with Eddie.

"Bye, Albus,"Charlie waved back,"Have a just time at school."

Albus walked into the kitchen and found rose wine sitting at the tabular array reading Hogwarts, A History. Hugo was also there.

"break of the day, Rose,"he said as he sat down succeeding to her.

"Hi,"she said, not looking up from her book.

Albus went to the heel counter and made some pledge. Hugo got up from the table and ran into the living way. When Albus brought his breakfast back to the board, rose had set her leger down.

"good, he left,"Rose whispered,"I want to utter to you about Matt."

"What about him ?"

"His piffling 'problem',"Rose said,"Listen, I went snooping around gramps 's study this cockcrow while everyone was asleep. I want to do some more research about lycanthropy."

"Well, did you find anything ?"Albus asked eagerly.

"Yeah, I did. I found a few playscript that have information in them. I took them and hid them in my luggage compartment upstairs. Now that Heather 's left to see her former grandparents, I 've got my room to myself. We can go read them after we 're done eating."

"sound good,"Albus whispered back,"And we 've got to ask Uncle peak about it too."

"I know, I 've thought of that too. We 'll ask tomorrow. There 'll be less the great unwashed. Uncle Bill, Aunt Fleur, Victoire, Gabriella, and Ben are n't leaving until day after tomorrow. Uncle Sir Henry Percy, auntie Corrine, Georgia, Omar Nelson Bradley, Cedric, and the twins are leaving tomorrow. I do n't want to be overheard."

"good thinking,"Albus said as he took a sting out of his toast. At that instant, Saint James, Cedric, Omar Nelson Bradley, and Ben came in.

"What were you two talking about ?"James asked, as he stole a part of Albus 's toast.

"Nothing,"Albus said abruptly.

King James looked at him warily,"Hmm, well, we 're going to go play Quidditch. You want to watch ?"

pink wine looked at Albus."Um, no, me and Rose have, er, homework to do."

William James laughed."There 's hatful of fourth dimension left to do homework. Oh, well, suit of clothes yourself."Jame shoved the stopping point bit of his toast into his mouth and he, Cedric, and Ben went outside.

"That was airless,"rosiness whispered,"We ca n't let anyone happen out. Are you ready ?"

"Yeah,"Albus said as he got up from the table. Rose got up, too, and Albus followed her to the sleeping room she stayed in. They went inside and Rose closed the door quietly. She went over to her trunk, pulled out a few heavy Scripture, and dumped them on her bed.

"If anyone bursts in and asks us what we 're doing, we say it 's prep,"rose wine told Albus. She picked up a Christian Bible and handed it to him."Here you go. Just look through it and read anything you find about werewolves."

Albus took the Good Book and looked at it. It was entitled modern Magical curative. He opened it to the index and looked for 'werewolf', but it was n't there. However, 'wolfsbane'was. There was a whole chapter on it. Albus turned to the chapter and briefly leafed through it. It was long and the print was very pocket-size. It was not the variety of meter reading Albus would normally do, but his oddity about lusterlessness 's consideration triumphed over his dislike of tedious meter reading. Albus and rose wine read for close to two hours. In the time it took Albus to learn about the wolfsbane potion, rose had gone through two of the former Bible.

"wellspring, what did you see ?"rose wine asked once Albus had finished his chapter. She looked a bit pale and kind of scared.

"Loads, how about you ?"Albus told her,"Are you okay ?"

"Yeah, I guess,"pink wine whispered,"It 's just, the other account book I 've read did n't really go over what it 's like to transform. These did. Oh, Albus, it sounds horrible ! Really dreadful ! And afflictive. I just feel so bad for Matt, if that is what 's going on. Apparently, when a werewolf is in wolf kind, they must bite other animals or citizenry. They 're not in their human intellect, they do n't know what they 're doing ! And if there 's no other animals or mass to bite, they bite themselves. That must be where flatness got all those cuts and bruises from. He 's doing it to himself."

Albus stared at her with his mouth undecided,"That 's horrifying ! There 's got to be something someone could do ! Healers or individual must know a cure 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 lycanthrope takes it every night a few Night prior to transformation, they will transform, but will be harmless to themselves and other people. It 's really complicated to make, but apparently it makes the transformations loads better."

"But why does n't Matt occupy it then ?"Rose wondered.

"I dunno. I guess the entirely way we 'd find out is to ask him,"Albus told her.

"So you believe me, then ? You 're convinced he 's a werewolf ?"Rose asked.

"You know, I think so. I guess I 'm still not positivistic, but I 'm as convinced as I could be without him actually telling me."

rose got up from the bed."I guess we 've learned everything we can from these books. I 'll sneak them back early tomorrow morning."She picked up all the Koran 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 door,"You coming ?"

"Yeah, sure,"pink wine followed Albus out the door.

The full cousin walked down the stairs from rosiness 's room. The house was very quiet. Most of their cousins were out-of-door playing Quidditch or in their rooms enjoying their presents. Since two of the families had already left, it was quite a bit calmer. As Albus and rose wine strode past the kitchen, Albus stopped short. originate bumped into him.

"Ouch !"she screeched as she bumped her head on his back.

"Shush !"Albus whispered as he pressed his head to the door of the kitchen,"I heard soul say my name."

rosiness leaned her straits against the door as well and the two of them tried to listen for a minute or so."It 's no use ! They 're whispering. I ca n't hear anything."

"Me neither, but I swear one of them mentioned me !"Albus listened again,"I 'm somewhat certainly it 's my mum and dad, and your dad as well."

The face door banged open and James, Cedric, Ben, and Bradley stormed in, dropping their Calluna vulgaris on the floor."It 's bloody freezing out there !"James shouted as he tore off his gloves and scarf.

"And someone 's locked the kitchen room access !"Cedric added, as he pulled off his flash-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 adults are in there talking about me !"Albus whispered back.

"Really ?"St. James looked at him curiously,"What about ?"

"I dunno !"Albus whispered back,"I ca n't hear them, they 're being real quiet."

James thought for a bit, and then a grin appeared on his face."clock time to break out one of my Christmastide presents."

"That 's right hand !"Albus said excitedly,"You got Extendable Ears for Christmas !"

"Yep, sure did I 'll go get them !"Jesse James announced, and then he ran upstairs. He appeared a minute later holding a bluing box with a declamatory ear pictured on it."Here they are."James tore open the publicity and pulled out seven fleshy tube. He handed one to everybody and stowed the extra in his pocket.

Albus hastily pushed one end of the Extendable Ear into his own ear and sent the former end to the undersurface of the door. Albus had used Extendables once before, when his cousin Gabriella had bought some at Hogsmeade and let Albus try them out. That was two days ago, and he had n't heard anything interesting. Gabriella had bought them in rescript to listen in on Victoire 's conversations with her Friend who had stayed for Christmas break. Victoire only talked about how much she liked Teddy, and Albus found that rather boring. This metre, however, Albus was sure as shooting he 'd hear more interesting conversations.

"I 'm really not surely I should separate them,"Albus heard his dad say.

"I know,"his mother responded back,"If individual invading thieir head, it 's best they did not know right now."

"I mean, I had n't really thought about when I was going to recite them,"Harry responded,"I guess I was planning on doing it when they were a lot Old. I worry about what they would do with the information. James especially."

Epistle of James 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 believe Rose with the information, Harry,"Ginny told her husband.

This time it was Rose 's turn of events to wait at Albus."Me, too ! But whatever it is, they trust me."Rose could n't help but grin as she turned back to the door.

"I do n't require her to know, given the current circumstances,"Ron said.

"Me neither,"Hermione agreed.

"I know, but it seems as if whoever 's doing it is focusing on King James I and Albus,"Harry informed them."I was always leery about telling them, but especially now ..."

"Harry, we did n't even tell my brothers,"Ron said,"Why are you worrying about telling the Thomas Kid ?"

"constituent of me wants them to interpret what we think is going on,"Harry went on,"But the other part of me does n't desire them to know."

"I 'm siding with that office of you,"Ginny said,"We should n't tell them."

"Ever ?"Hermione asked tentatively,"I do think they should be trusted with that entropy 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 tell them. I suppose the best thing to do would be to wait until they 're out of school, they 'll be more mature and there 'll be LE of a chance of it leaking out."

"That sounds reasonable, Harry,"Ginny agreed,"Someday, we 'll tell them about the Hallows. But right now I think we need to speak about what 's been going on with-"

"King James I, Tom Bradley, Cedric, Benedict, blush wine, and Albus, what on earth are you doing ? !"a livid vocalization caused Albus to drop his extendable Ear and he was not able to get wind what his mum had been about to say.

Molly Weasley ran over to the five full cousin, a feeling of rage on her face."Have you been listening in on that conversation ? Obviously you have ! You have no rightfield ! Your parents wanted to be alone ! And give me those !"

Albus, James River, and their full cousin did not even think about not listening to their granny and handed over their spike at once."And the early one ?"She eyed James I 's pocket. Albus glanced at it and noticed the little bit of flesh sticking out of it. 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 Xmas, honestly, the nerve of him ..."Molly stormed over to her desk and grabbed a piece of lambskin and a calamus and started writing while she mumbled to herself. Albus knew she was going to send a Howler to her son.

The to-do outside the kitchen caused Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione to end their conversation and come out to see what the kerfuffle was about. Once Albus heard the door first to open, he made a mad flair for the stairs, and the thundering behind him told him his brother and first cousin did the Saame.

Albus did n't halt running until he made it to Rose 's way, and once James and their cousins 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 responded,"They obviously know something we do n't and they do n't want to secernate us about it. But what did they intend by they did n't want me to know about it especially ?"James IV stomped back and forth across the trading floor, obviously mad that his parents would n't desire him with something.

"Well, that 's not the solely reason they 're keeping it from us !"blush wine argued,"They said they trust me, but still wo n't tell me."

"Must be something really secretive because only your parents know about it,"Ben reasoned."I suppose Bradley, Cedric, and I wo n't ever find out."

"Yeah, you will !"James insisted as he threw himself onto a bed,"Once I find out, I 'll tell you !"

"James River !"rose shouted,"That must be why they wo n't tell you right now ! They do n't want anybody to know. If it 's something so tightlipped that they wo n't even recite any of our uncles, then they must not want a totally lot of people to know."

"But what would my parents, Aunt Hermione, and Uncle Ron know that none of the early aunts and uncles know about ?"Albus asked Rose.

"I dunno,"Rose answered. The five of them sat in quiet for a few minutes, trying to recall 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,"rosiness told him,"What else besides the war do my parents and your parents have, but none of our aunts and uncles do ?"

"But my parents were involved in the war !"Cedric insisted.

"I know they were,"James River said as he got up from the bed again and started tempo,"But my dad and Rose 's parents were a lot more involved. They destroyed most of the horcruxes and they were off by themselves for almost a year doing it."

"True,"Cedric agreed.

"Whatever it is, they 're keeping something from us,"James told everyone as he pounded his clenched fist on the night pedestal,"And I do n't like it. Especially since Dad said he told us everything."

"Anyone overtake what they were talking about ?"Omar Bradley asked.

"Yeah,"Albus responded,"Hallows. Whatever they are."

"Never heard of them,"William James said.

"Me neither,"Cedric said. Bradley and Ben shook their head teacher. Albus looked expectantly at blush wine. Whenever someone else did n't screw about something, rosiness always knew.

"I 've never heard anything about them either, Albus, I 'm sorry,"rosebush sighed,"But once we 're back in shoal, we can search in the library."

"I guess,"Albus said, looking down at his infantry. He did not like the idea of his parents keeping something from him. It made him find 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 King James I 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 think he was n't trustworthy enough to know about them ?

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A/N : Sorry for the hold ! I have been on vacation, so have n't been capable to update. Hopefully, I 'll get my Weasley family tree up with the next chapter.
Thanks as usual to Rain is LIquid Moonlight, my other sister, and my sidekick. Also thanks to inkheart, Ashley, Black Fires, and e.jones for their critical review !

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter.

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Chapter 15 : Occlumency and Potions

By the metre Albus woke up the next morning, his Uncle Percy, Aunt Corrine, and their kids had already left. Albus had not log Z's very well. Although he had n't had any nightmares, Albus could n't stop thinking about what his parents were keeping from him, and the thought had kept him tossing and turning almost the unharmed night. Once he fell asleep, he slept until it was nearly one o'clock in the afternoon. He never even had the chance to say goodbye to his aunt, uncle and cousins. However, he did n't have long to lie on it because shortly after he had gotten dressed, James River burst into the room.

"Good, you 're up,"James greeted him, as he sat down on one of the bottom bunks.

"Yeah, I 'm up,"Albus yawned,"Just got up, could n't sleep well live on 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 think they 're too bothered by it."

"fountainhead, that 's good,"Albus told him,"better they do n't jazz that we 're trying to find out what they 're keeping from us."

"Definitely. Oh, but they do want to babble to us in a few minutes,"St. James the Apostle informed Albus,"They sent me up here to wake you up."

"You do n't mean they want to yell at us about listening in, do you ?"Albus asked nervously.

"No, I do n't reckon that 's what it 's about. They just want to tattle to us. Not pink wine,"James answered.

"That 's odd. What else could they want ?"Albus wondered.

"Dunno,"James River glanced at his spotter."fountainhead, we 'd better go. They 're waiting in the kitchen."

Albus followed James slowly down the steps. He had no idea what this could be about. For a mo, 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 James, Albus, or move up about them.

Albus made his way into the kitchen after James. His parents were in there, along with Uncle Ron and aunty Hermione. Harry gestured for them to sit down. Albus sat down in one of the chairs and Saint James the Apostle sat next to him, neither of them saying a Holy Writ. Harry went over to the door, closed it, and pointed his wand at it while muttering a spell. Albus figured it was some kind of go that rendered Extendable pinna useless.

"number one,"Harry told his Word, as he walked over and stood succeeding to Ron,"I want to evidence you that I 'm not punishing you for what you did yesterday. Both of you look like you 're sitting in a detention."

Albus smiled a little, but James did not move.

"I would have done the like affair if I were you,"Harry grinned and continued,"well, let me reword that. I have done the Same affair you did. Plenty of times. Right after your uncles Fred and George V invented extendable Ears. ``

Harry started pacing around the kitchen. Albus had noticed that his Church Father did this whenever he was thinking about something serious. It was the Lapplander kind of pacing that St. James the Apostle had done the old day.

"However, what I do require to talk to you about is a dangerous thing,"Harry lowered his voice,"It 's about what 's been going on in the school."

Albus looked at James. Neither of them really knew what their dad was getting on about.

"James, when you were in custody a few week ago and you said your head felt funny. madam Pomfrey had the hunch 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, person is trying to invade your mind."

James looked floor. Albus noticed he was a bit paler than usual. He looked very much the same as he did in the days following that detention. Albus guessed that the solar day at the Burrow had made James II forget about that awful experience.

"Albus, about that dream-"Harry started, but was cut off.

"You said it did n't signify 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 normal aspiration. person is using Legilimency on us as well."

Albus felt the line drain from his face and he was sure he looked as pale as St. James the Apostle did."But who 's doing it ?"he whispered.

"I honestly do n't know, Al,"Harry softened his voice and sat down next to his son."But your Uncle Ron and I are trying very hard to determine out who it is."

"Why does someone want to register our minds ?"Albus asked his dad.

"I, have a few ideas,"Harry answered slowly,"But I 'm afraid I ca n't tell you just yet."

Albus nodded. It was foreign that his dad could n't just puzzle out this job. During Albus 's younger childhood years, Harry had always been able to fix everything for him. Broken toys, underage injuries, his dad was always there to solve the trouble. But this time, Harry could n't just wave his wand and make it better.

Harry drew Albus into his weapon."Now, Al, I do need to know if you 've had anymore of those nightmare since that start one."

"Yeah, I have. I get them a few fourth dimension a week."

"Always the same one ?"Harry asked.

"Yes."

"And have you had any while you 've been at the tunnel ?"

Albus thought for a moment."You know, I have n't. I had n't really thought about it, but I have n't had any since I left Hogwarts."

Harry glanced at Ron and got up from the hot seat."I think that 's all I need to love 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 usual room to feel me. Do n't leave the common way to secernate me, it 's very important that you do not range around at night."

Harry started pacing again and he turned to typeface James."Are you ok ? I know it 's a shuddery thought, that someone 's invading your mind. But I will find out who 's doing it. I do n't want you to worry about it too much."

Saint James the Apostle just nodded, apparently still unable to speak.

"Good. Now, it 's obviously very disturbing that person is trying to see our thoughts and computer memory. Ron and I, as well as a few other Aurors are working to figure out who it is and why they 're doing it, so we can block up them. But for now, you two have to larn how to protect yourselves.

"Ron and I have decided that you should start to learn Occlumency. I know you both already know what that is, but neither of you have had any grooming in the subject. If you 're able to learn it properly, then no one will be able to read your thoughts."

"Are you going to teach us, Dad ?"James spoke for the first meter since he entered the room.

"No, I ca n't,"Harry told him,"I 'm not a very unspoilt Occlumens and am having a gruelling decent prison term trying to close my own mind, let alone trying to teach you two."

"Then who 's going to learn us ?"James asked, with a upset look on his nerve. He and Albus looked at each other. Harry had told them the taradiddle of when Professor Snape had tried to instruct him Occlumency in his fifth year.

"Do n't worry,"Harry reassured them, seeing the look on their faces,"I know from experience that in order to learn Occlumency properly, it 's much better if you trust your teacher. That 's why your Aunt Hermione will be teaching you."

Albus breathed a sigh of relief. Although his Aunt Hermione was strict, he knew she would be able-bodied to teach him well. There was hardly an aspect of magic that she did not do well.

"I 'll be coming to Hogwarts two nights a hebdomad until you are both capable of protecting your idea from intruders,"Hermione informed them.

Jesse James opened his sassing and was about to utter when Hermione cut him off."Not to vex, James, it wo n't intervene with Quidditch pattern ! I know Quidditch is the most important thing in this family."She glared at Harry and Ron, who both grinned sheepishly.

"I 'll send out an owl to the school once the start moral is set up, telling you which classroom it will be in. We still need to run this by the master, but I 'm sure he will not bear in mind,"Hermione informed them.

"Well, I think that 's it, boys,"Harry strode back over to James and Albus and gave them each a hug."I do n't need you to worry about this too practically. Your Uncle Ron and I have things under controller. Just concentrate on learning Occlumency. Try to keep your safety device up, as well. Constant vigilance, as Mad-Eye would feature said. I 've got to run into the Auror office for a few 60 minutes, but I 'll be back before dinner."

When Harry opened the door to the kitchen, blush wine fell into the elbow room. She had been leaning on the door, trying to listen in. She stood up, blushing furiously and ran out of the way and up the stair. Epistle of 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 chance they told you what they 're trying to go on 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, Jesse James, matt, and St. John had to do with Washburn ? The one where we cleaned the hourglasses in the Entrance Hall ?"Albus asked.

"Yeah,"Rose said warily.

"Well, someone tried to register James 's mind during it. And individual 's been trying to register my judgment and Dad 's while we 're sleeping, too. I 've been having weird dreams ever since school started, and apparently they mean person 's using Legilimency on me."

Rose stared at him, then she glanced at James, who had sat down on rose wine 's bed."You 're serious ?"

"Yep,"James confirmed,"And Dad wants me and Albus to learn Occlumency to try and block off them. I get the flavour something 's happening. I 'm not certainly what, but all the adults seemed a bit worried when they were telling us this. Dad does n't have a go at it who 's doing it or why. Well, he has an idea why, but he wo n't tell us. Figures."James punched one of the pillows."I guess I 'm not trustworthy."

"Who 's precept you ?"Rose asked.

"Your mum,"Albus answered."She 's coming to the castle two nights a week as soon as everything 's straightened out with prof Kendrick."

"Well, that 's in effect, then. I hope you two are good at Occlumency,"Rose said,"But do you two get the flavour this completely creative thinker reading thing might have something to do with what they 're keeping from us ?"

"Seems likely,"Albus agreed.

James nodded."We 've got to figure out what they 're keeping from us. We 'll go once we 're back at school. And I do n't think we should order anyone what we 're doing, since Dad 's teaching there. I do n't think he 'd be too happy if he found out what we 're up to."

"I suppose you 're in good order,"Rose responded.

"Yeah,"Albus said. He did n't like the mind of keeping something this big from John, Matt, and Amanda, but he could see James I 's point. Their sire did n't want them to be intimate about whatever this is, and if he found out they were looking, it would seduce it harder to observe the secret.

"St. James the Apostle !"a voice shouted from downstairs,"Come assist with dinner party, please ! I 've got Ben cutting up vegetable and you can help him !"

James got up and went over to the door,"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.

Saint James snorted and looked at Albus and rose wine, who were giggling. They were sure that Teddy and Victoire were not studying, but were in fact hiding away somewhere, snogging.

"James !"his mother shrieked.

James stomped out of the elbow room and down the stairs, muttering something about Muggle cooking.

rosebush got up from the bed and shut the door behind James. She turned back to Albus."Ok, we 've got to ask Uncle Bill what he knows about werewolves tonight after dinner."

"Yeah, we should. He 's leaving tomorrow. Do you really think he knows something that we have n't already learn in the Quran ?"Albus asked.

"I 'm not sure. But what I want to have intercourse is why someone would n't postulate the wolfbane potion or why it would n't work,"rose wine told Albus as she sat down next to him.

"Good idea. The book I read did n't refer anything like that. But if Matt 's a werewolf, then he 's definitely not taking that potion every month."

"Or it 's not working for him,"Rose suggested.

"Yeah, that too. But what are we going to tell Uncle Bill when he asks why we want to know about the Wolfsbane potion ?"

"I 've got it taken care of,"Rose told him,"I 'll say him that prof Slughorn gave us spear carrier credit to research an advanced potion. And we 'll say that Slughorn let us do it in groups of two and you 're my partner."

"Wow ! That 's good thought, Rose,"Albus said excitedly,"I 'd never be able to come up up with that."

"It just came to me last Night. I knew we 'd need an alibi because we do n't instruct about lycanthrope until thirdly year."

"rose ! Albus ! I need your avail for dinner party, please !"Ginny screamed up the stairs.

"Alright, Mum !"Albus answered,"We 'll be right there !"He and rose wine went downstairs, where they were immediately put to work slicing bread.

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Supper was late that Nox, and not nearly as enjoyable as Xmas supper. Everyone wanted to hold off 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 utterly this morning in their house. Jasmine Lomski. She worked in the Magical Law Enforcement Office. Avada Kedavra was the causal agent of death. It 's looking very suspicious. I 've got someone investigation, but so far nada 's been found."

"Lomski ?"Ben asked, his font was livid. He was looking at King James I, whose fount was equally wan."There 's a girl in our socio-economic class, a Ravenclaw, Rachael Lomski. Are they related ?"

Harry nodded,"Yes, that 's her mother. Jasmine 's husband, Connor, was taking Rachael and the former Kid to see their grandparents for Christmas, so they were not home at the time. Jasmine did not go with them because she had to mold tomorrow.

"But I want everyone to sleep together that the former Aurors and I are doing all we can to find out who did this, and who killed professor Torro, and hopefully we 'll be able-bodied to collar whoever did it soon."

"You think the two slaying are related, then ?"President Arthur asked.

"I really ca n't be sure yet, but I do cause a spirit they are,"Harry answered.

The ease of the meal was spent discussing the suspicious killings, and no one really had a lot of an appetite anymore. Victor Hugo and Lily did not pay a good deal tending to the conversation, and after they finished eating they ran off to diddle with their Dec 25 presents. Albus mostly pushed his food for thought around his denture. He could n't help but wonder if the mysterious putting to death had something to do with his strange dreams. James seemed to be worried, as well. He was also not eating, and his face had not regained any color since their dad 's announcement. Ben and pink wine were n't eating either, although they looked less distressed than James River did. shift, Victoire and Gabriella spent much of the repast whispering to each former with care looking at on their faces.

After everyone had eaten whatever they could, Bill excused himself to the kitchen to get a cup of tea. rear glanced at Albus and they both got up and followed him.

"Um, Uncle beak ?"rose wine asked tentatively,"I was wondering if Albus and I could talk to you, er, in buck private ?"

"Sure ..."eyeshade answered warily, he was obviously wondering what they were up to."Let 's go into your grandpa 's study."

Grandpa Weasley 's report was always an interesting place to chat. It was filled with all form of muggle gimmick that were in various states of disrepair. When Albus walked into the room, the first-class honours degree matter he noticed was the broken computer sitting on the desk. That had been a present from Albus 's Aunt Hermione. Hermione 's parents had recently gotten a new reckoner and Hermione was able to get their old one to kick in to Arthur. He had been thrilled and had spent much of the holiday taking it apart.

"So, what can I help you with, rose ?"Bill asked.

"well, um, I was wondering if you knew anything about the wolf's bane potion,"rosebush told him.

billhook spat out the mouthful of tea that was in his sassing."wolf's bane potion ? Well, I do know a bit about that. But why do you need to have it away about it ?"

"We 're doing an additional credit essay for Slughorn on advanced potions. We picked the Wolfsbane potion. Now, we 've learned a bit about it from books, but I 've got a few other questions,"rose said.

"Sure, go ahead and ask,"poster sat down in Arthur 's chair and put his feet up on the desk.

blush wine and Albus sat down in two other chairs."I guess I was wondering if there 's ever been a case where the wolf's bane potion has n't worked ?"Rose asked.

"It 's rare,"Bill told them,"But not unheard of. There have been a few masses that the potion has n't worked on. It 's hard to know for indisputable how many because there are n't a totally lot of lycanthrope to begin with anyway. And many do not report how the potion works for them."

"Ok,"rosebush said, while she pretended to need notes on a piece of parchment,"Why would n't it put to work ? Or why would n't person take it ?"

"A few werewolf have been allergic to the potion, or to one of the fixings in it, so that 's why it does n't sour 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 mass have reported that the potion does not always work well, depending on what kind of temper the person is at the time of transformation. Which makes sense, since the nature of the transformation depends on emotions as well. Then there 's a second written report that 's trying to envision out why the potion just does n't shape. There are a few wolfman where it has no effect whatsoever. As far as why someone would n't take it, it 's a very difficult potion to make. Not many masses are able to urinate it. Because of that, it 's hard to obtain it."

"Oh,"rose looked up from her parchment,"I think that 's all I need to know for now. I 've gotten loads of info from Word of God. Albus and I should be able-bodied to write the news report now."

placard got up from his chair,"trade good. Glad I could help."He walked quickly out the threshold, Albus guessed he wanted to get back to the discussion about Jasmine Lomski 's murder.

Albus and Rose left the way and went back up to Rose 's bedroom."Well, what do you conceive ?"Rose asked Albus.

"I dunno. Maybe he 's not capable to get the potion ?"

"Or he 's allergic to it,"rosiness suggested.

"But what about that completely emotions affecting the potion thing ?"Albus asked.

"I 'm not certainly. Do you commemorate what Matt 's been like every metre he 's bewilder fed up ?"

"No. I mean, usually he 's wear down, but that 's not really emotion. I 'd simulate he 's nervous about it, but I bet all wolfman are nervous about transforming."

"Probably. I guess we 're just going to have to sustain 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 friends with him anymore,"rosebush said in a pained voice.

"Well, that 's not genuine ! We 'd never abandon him like that !"

"I know, Albus,"rosebush sighed,"I just care there was a way to let him know that."

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Weasley-Potter Family Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree
Bill-Fleur Charlie-Katherine ( enchantress ) Percy-Corrine ( Muggle )
Victoire, 7th class Stanley, 6th year Georgia, 5th year
Gabriella, 5th class heather, 4th twelvemonth Bradley, 3rd year
Ben, 2nd year marking, 3rd twelvemonth Cedric, 2nd twelvemonth
Eddie, 5 old age old Samantha & Lindy ( twins ), 6 years old

George-Alicia Spinnet Ron-Hermione Ginny-Harry
Fred, 4th twelvemonth blush wine, 1st year James, 2nd year
Angie, 8 geezerhood old Hugo, 9 years old Albus, 1st twelvemonth
Lily, 9 years 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 pass up any confusion. I put Ron & Ginny in there even though I do n't own their Kyd. I thought it would be more accomplished that way. Any similarity between the above ( besides Ron & Ginny 's kinsperson, obviously ) are merely a coincidence.

Thanks as always to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my other baby, and my brother. Thanks to inkheart for their review. Please read & review !

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry thrower. Nor do I own Nintendo, the Nintendo DS, or Animal 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 day. The day after Harry came plate with the news program of Jasmine Lomski 's death, nib, Fleur, Ron, Hermione, and the repose of Albus 's cousins left to visit other family. Life at the Burrow became lots calmer. James and Albus spent much of their clip playing Quidditch outside. Harry had let Albus use his broom handle. James was able to avail Albus practice his skill as a Chaser, and seemed pretty sure-footed by the end of the holiday that Albus would micturate the team next year. Whenever Teddy 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 seat and would beg the boy to let her have a go on one of the ling. Occasionally, one of them would take shame on her and loan her their heather. Eventually, Saint James the Apostle and Albus realized that they had neglected their homework long enough and had to spend the whole last day of falling out working on it. It took them much prospicient than common, as they did not possess Rose there to help.

Harry spent much of the last few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. of break pop in and out of the Auror power. He left early in the day and came back late in the evening. He always came abode looking tired, and Albus could tell that the investigation was not going well. His mum, gran, and grandpa, seemed worried as well, although they tried not to mention details in front of the children. James and Albus had tried repeatedly to heed in on their conversations, but molly was much more watchful of them ever since she caught them using Extendable ear. She had a hard time keeping chemise out of the conversations, though, because he was of age and out of shoal. However, Molly prevented teddy from giving any info to James or Albus.

On his way back to Hogwarts, Albus found himself wandering down the corridor in the Hogwarts Express with blush wine, yet again looking for a compartment. Only this time, he was in hunt of a specific one, the one that John, lustrelessness, and Amanda were in.

About halfway down the string, Albus and rose spotted their booster in one of the compartments. There was another girl in it, too. Albus recognized her as lusterlessness 's older 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 ?"Rose asked.

"Great !"John the Divine smiled widely,"Got a serious warhead of presents. All my congenator were there at some stop or another. Saved all my homework for yesterday, but somehow managed to get it done."

"Mine was dainty, too,"Amanda answered, as she reached into her bag,"But I 've got to evince you guys something."She pulled out a belittled, orthogonal objective and opened it to reveal two screens, one above the other.

"What the bloody hell is that ?"John the Divine asked, gaping at it.

"It 's called a Nintendo DS,"Amanda answered,"I got it for Chanukkah. It 's something you play television games on."

"Oh, I 've heard of video games,"John said,"But I 've never seen one before. Do you have any game for it ?"

"I 've got a few,"Amanda told him,"My favorite is Animal Crossing. You get to make your own township and creature are your neighbors. I 've named my town Hogsmeade."

"Awesome,"Matt smiled. `` I got one of those a while ago. ``

"I hate to recite you, but that 's not going to wreak at Hogwarts,"pink wine announced.

"Why not ?"John the Divine looked at her like she was crazy.

"Too much magic around. Makes electronics not work 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 birth to play it at home over the summertime. My parents thought I would like it and it 's middling fun. They were n't really sure what to get me. They could n't get me anything to do with magic. It was quite strange, really, not being able-bodied to talk often about magic trick during break.."

"And how was your holiday, mat ?"Rose asked.

Albus turned to look at Matt. He was just now noticing how run down he looked. He also had some filthy looking partially healed cuts all over his font and weaponry. His arms were bruised as well, and he looked like he was about ready to descend asleep. Albus and Rose exchanged coup d'oeil, but did n't say anything.

"It stunk,"Matt said flatly. He looked at his sister, who gave him a look.

"Why ?"John Lackland asked.

"Well, I told you how I hate going to Commonwealth of Australia. We spent the solid break there, at my grandparents house. They 're so formal, I could n't do anything fun."

"How 'd you get all those cuts ?"King John wondered, as he stared at a particularly nasty cut on Matt 's forearm.

Matt shifted his eyes and once again looked at Amy, who nodded her head."I fell out of a tree."

"What ? !"John the Divine exclaimed,"How 'd you manage that ?"

"Well, you know how ill-chosen I am. And I was outside, trying to have some fun, because my grandparents wo n't let me do anything in the star sign. I was up pretty high and I slipped. I fell all the way to the ground, hitting every outgrowth as I went. Got knocked out halfway down. My nan heard the noise and ran outside and found me unconscious mind on the ground. She freaked out, saying this is why I needed to ride out 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 rightfulness. That 's chilling, though."

"Yeah,"trick agreed,"Is that why you 're so tired ?"

"Nope, that 's the jet lag,"lustrelessness answered.

"The what ?"

"Jet lag,"flatness repeated,"It 's what you get when you fly to different fourth dimension zones. Your kip gets all messed up."

"You flew to Australia ?"Albus looked amazed,"Blimey ! That 's a long metre to be on a broom."

matt laughed,"Oh, no ! We flew in an airplane."

"Wow !"John looked impressed,"But why did n't you just Apparate or something ? Or Flooed ?"

"The Australian Ministry does n't allow out of rural area Apparition,"Amy said, speaking for the first off meter."And our grandparents are Muggles, so we could n't Floo."

"That 's pretty awe-inspiring,"Rose told Matt,"My grandpa loves all things to do with Muggles. One of his life 's aspiration is to chance 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,"deficiency to stay put her with us ?"

"Sure,"Victoire sat down future to Amy. She glanced at mat, who was leaning up against the windowpane."Is your comrade ok ?"

"Yeah, he 's fine. He just fell out of a tree over break and spent a few days in the hospital. That and the jet lag are why he 's so timeworn,"Amy said quickly.

At that present moment, the compartment threshold opened again to reveal the person Albus wanted to see the least. A smug looking Quinton Willinson walked in and and exclude the door behind him.

"Something you want, Willinson ?"Victoire stood up and stared at him.

"Oh, just a word with your cousin,"Willinson glared at Albus,"Mind if we speak in private ?"

"Yes, as a issue of fact, I do,"Victoire growled,"Whatever it is, you can say it here, in front end of all of us."

"Fine,"Willinson turned to Albus,"Just thought I 'd let you know that you 'd ameliorate watch yourself, Potty."

Victoire stepped between Albus and Willinson."And why is that ?"

"Oh, you did n't know ?"Willinson smiled at her,"sister Potty here put that Exploding Eclair on my dental plate at Slughorn 's party. Him and his picayune posse here."

"How d'you figure that ?"Victoire continued to stare at him.

"I just know,"he answered,"So, you 'd better lookout man out, throne and friends."

Amy got up and stood next to Victoire."Is that a threat, Willinson ? Because anyone who does anything to my little sidekick regrets it."

"Oh, maybe it 's a threat, maybe it 's not,"Willinson sneered at her,"But I would n't vex too a great deal about your baby brother. Looks like he 's got plenty damage already. Looks like he 's been hit by a truck."

In a distich of five seconds, Amy had whipped out her wand and had Willinson pinned against the rampart, holding her scepter to his cheek."Do not touch Matt, or you will learn to regret it. You understand ? Do not do anything to him. I will find out, and you will care you 'd never even talked to him. Get it ?"Amy let him go, but did not put her scepter away.

"You would n't try anything with the Head Girl here,"Willinson gestured to Victoire, as he pulled out his own wand.

"This straits young lady does not care what Amy does to anyone, if they do anything to her family. And, I can add that if you do anything to my household, you 'll rue it as well,"Victoire pulled out her own wand and pointed it at Willinson,"Now I suggest you get out, before we 're forced to hex you."

Willinson, realizing defeat, scowled and put his wand away. He opened the compartment door and with one last glare at Albus, he left.

"Wow,"Albus muttered, gazing at Victoire and Amy,"I 've never seen him back down before."

"When you 've spent almost seven year in the same palace as him, you learn that he only does something when he has the speed hand. He 'd never try anything when there are a couple people up against him. Especially people who are better Wiccan and wizards than he is. He 's really quite stupid, honestly. He brags, but I do n't think he 'd win a duel against anyone above third year,"Victoire told them.

"Every twelvemonth, he picks a new first year to torment. We 've never been able to image out why he picks the one he does. Usually it 's the low or most panic-stricken one. I 've got no idea why he 's picked you, Albus,"Victoire continued,"He was picked on a lot when he was a starting time year. Ever since then, he 's done the Same thing to other first years. It 's pretty low, if you ask me. If he 's got to torment someone, he ought to do it to someone closer to his age.

"It 's because he ca n't win a duel with someone his own age. If he tried anything with anyone in our class, he 'd be hexed so often you could n't agnise him. But anyway, I would not put it past him to try something on you, Albus. Just make surely you 're never alone in the corridors and you 'll be fine. He wo n't try anything where there 'd be witnesses or individual to stop him."

Amy nodded in understanding,"Same with you, Matt,"she looked at her crony, but he 'd fallen asleep."And probably the quietus of you, too."

Albus nodded,"Who 'd he pluck on last class ?"

"St. James the Apostle,"Victoire said,"But after Henry James pulled a few japery on him, he gave up. It was quite peculiar, really. He tried picking on Ben after that, but I stopped him."

"How ?"rose asked.

"He 's got this uncanny crush on me. Has ever since back twelvemonth. But I 'd never go out with him, of course. He 's such a git. Actually asked me to go to Hogsmeade our third year,"Victoire laughed,"But boy was he mad when I started going out with Teddy. Still has n't given up. Somehow he thinks that with chemise out of the castling, I 'll resolve to go out with him."

"It 's the Veela roue,"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 like us for some reason."

"wellspring, he does n't. But I do n't be intimate why. It 'll be good for everyone when he 's gone next year,"Amy stated,"But for now, just make water surely you 're never alone in the corridors."

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Once the new terminal figure started, Albus and his friends found themselves up to their ear in preparation. The instructor had already started warning them about net exams, despite the fact that they were calendar month away. It was n't only the first years that were bombarded with oeuvre. It seemed that all the students had more oeuvre than normal. The common room often did not empty out until past midnight, with some students falling asleep in their meter reading. The fifth and seventh days were spending more clock 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 side of Christmas.

Albus and his booster tended to divide their metre evenly between the common room and the library. They went wherever it was less herd. Albus and Rose were finding it difficult to find time to enquiry about whatever Hallows were, especially since they were rarely without John the Divine, Matt, and Amanda. Albus doubted whether James was getting any research in either, because Samantha Meyers had increased Quidditch practice to four Nox a calendar week due to the impending Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match.

One night, Albus and Rose did manage to find time to research because Matt, John, 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 dreams. They had resumed once he was back in schooltime, 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 common. Albus had been trying to do a good luck charm essay when rosebush came up to him and asked him if he wanted to go enquiry. Albus was all too eager, since his charms essay was not going very well. So, the two cousins made their way to the library.

"I suppose we could bulge by researching about the downfall of Voldemort,"Rose suggested as they browsed through the books,"Since we 're pretty indisputable it has something to do with that."

"All right,"Albus agreed,"That makes sense."Albus bent down and picked out a Scripture,"The rise and Fall of nobleman Voldemort, by Minerva McGonagall. Hmm, McGonagall, that sounds so intimate ... Where have I heard that before ?"

"Professor McGonagall,"pink wine reminded him,"She taught Transfiguration when our parents were here, and our grandparents. She was in the last struggle, so that 'd be a good book to count at."

Albus took the account book over to a table and started reading it. Rose found another Scripture and sat down next to him. Albus decided just to start at the starting time, as he had no idea where Hallows would arrive into the picture. The first off chapter was about Voldemort 's puerility. Albus already knew about that, so it was all basically brushup. But he read intently anyway, just hoping that he 'd interpret the word 'Hallows'. However, as the evening wore on, and Albus grew steadily more stock, he did not find out anything new.

"discovery anything yet ?"he asked Rose.

Rose looked up from her book, which was entitled The History of the nighttime liberal arts in Great Great Britain,"No, aught I do n't already know. And no reference of any Hallows."

Albus sighed,"Me either. Curfew 's soon. Why do n't we just take the al-Qur'an out ?"

"Sounds good to me,"Rose agreed. She walked over to Madam Pince while Albus followed.

madam Pince glared at them as they handed her the Christian Bible. She read the names and gave them a unusual look, like she was wondering why they wanted to read them. Albus did n't meet her gaze, but he knew why she was staring at them. Why would Harry potter 's son motive to show about the downfall of Voldemort ? After she seemed live up to with staring at them, she checked the book out and handed them back."They 're due in a month. Do not write in them or bend them or injure them in any way."

Once they were out of the library, they relaxed,"She 's a nutter,"Albus whispered.

"She 's a bit strange, yeah,"rose agreed.

"Acts like the Scripture are gold,"Albus giggled.

"She thinks we 're up to something, the way she stared at us like that,"Rose said.

"I know, but that makes sense."

"Yes, I suppose it does. I just hope she does n't tell your dad,"rose told him as she walked up a set of stairs.

"She probably wo n't. I do n't think they 're particularly cheeseparing. Dad got in a worry a few meter at the library."

rose wine laughed,"Oh, yeah."

Albus and Rose continued their trek to the common room. Once there, Albus quickly went to the dormitory to hide his book before his friends came back from hold. But after an hour of waiting for them, Albus fell asleep. It was a unsatisfied sleep, as he had the Saame incubus he usually had. Despite this, he did not wake up when John 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 brother ! Please read and review.

I am not for certain when I 'll next update, since I might be in schooling by the meter this validates. I will try to update soon, but I ca n't take a crap any warrantee. 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, point to come later, which I will start posting as soon as I get past a certain chapter in this. There are spoilers for this fic in my new one, so it will have to wait a little piece to be posted.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry ceramist. Or Ron Weasley. Or Hermione sodbuster. I do n't even own the smallest owl in the owlery. Or the owlery for that matter. But I do enjoy writing this for fun !

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"That was brutish last night !"Saint John groaned as he sat down succeeding to Albus at breakfast the future cockcrow. Albus had awoken early and could n't get back to sleep. John and matt were both sound asleep, so Albus had just gone down to breakfast with out them.

"I 'll say,"mat sat down on Albus 's other side and winced as he did so,"I ache all over."Matt was just starting to get back to rule after his tree incident over breaking. In the few days after returning to schooltime, he had walked very slowly and Albus could distinguish that he was sore. Albus had assumed he had gotten a few get out ivory from the incident, but never asked, as flatness did n't look too keen on discussing it.

"What 'd he have you do ?"Albus asked while he watched Matt rub his arm.

"clean and jerk Moaning myrtle 's bath,"john answered as he piled his denture with eggs and bacon,"It was distortion. He had us do it the Muggle way of trend. He had us doing it for 3 hr. We could n't oversee to get it make clean the way he wanted it. And he made Matt scrub the level, so he had to be down on his deal and knees the solid Nox. I could state it was making his injuries from falling out of that tree diagram hurt worse, so I suggested to Filch that I could do the level and matte could do the sump, but Filch said no. He seemed to take delight in seeing Matt suffer. It was awed. Amanda had to do the john with Malfoy. He did something to one of them that made it regurgitate. That was gross. So she had to houseclean 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. lustrelessness had only eaten a few collation of toast and was wincing every metre he moved.

"You know she does n't do anything for bother induced by Muggle cleanup,"whoremonger said disgustedly.

"Actually, I think I will go see her,"Matt mumbled and got up from the tabular array,"I 'll see you in Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Once lusterlessness left, whoremaster shook his head teacher,"You know she wo n't do anything to help 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 totally Tree thing,"Albus reasoned.

"Hope so,"John agreed,"He was worse last dark when we were doing the detainment. Filch was atrocious to him, told him to call off faster. And Malfoy smirked at him every time he looked over from his toilets."

"I really do n't like that Malfoy kid,"Amanda added. She had come into the Great Hall and sat down across from Albus. blush wine sat down in flatness 's vacated seat.

"detention 's bad enough with Filch, but Malfoy kept muttering about Matt not even being able to Muggle clean. Filch did n't hear any of it."

"Ugh,"rosiness groaned,"I hope I 'm never in custody with him."

"You 're never in detainment,"Albus chimed in.

"I know. I never get caught,"she grinned. This was unfeigned. Albus knew she had pulled her bonny parcel of pranks on the Slytherins, usually involving some sort of dessert from Weasley 's adept Wheezes that turned several physical structure parts into unlike people of color. And there was no way anyone could pin it on her.

At that moment, the owls arrived with the mail."smell, it 's Patches,"Rose announced as a orotund tawny owl arrived at Albus 's station. Patches was Rose 's family 's owl."He 's got a missive for you and James."

Albus called James River over and the two of them looked at the letter. Albus opened it and read it silently.

dearest James and Albus,
I hope the new term is going well. I imagine you
spending much of your prison term studying. I have managed
to fasten an evacuate classroom for our Occlumency
lesson. They will shoot shoes in the transfiguration
room on Tues and Saturday even, at eight o'clock.
We will embark on this Saturday. I 'll see you then.
Say hi to Rose for me.
With passion,
Aunt Hermione

Albus looked at Epistle of James,"fountainhead, I guess we 'll go on Saturday."

"Yeah, I suppose. Blimey, I ca n't ideate this is going to be fun,"James responded.

"Probably not. But it 's got to be in effect than the Occlumency lessons Dad had,"Albus reminded him.

"Yeah,"William James agreed,"Well, I 'm off to Potions. I 'll see ya later."

"Bye."

"Occlumency, sang-froid,"bathroom said,"I wondered when you 'd start those."

Albus had told John the Evangelist, Matt, and Amanda all about the ambition and Legilimency shortly after they arrived back at the castle."Guess we 're starting on Saturday."

"We 'd better be off to DADA,"bathroom reminded them. Albus got up and followed John out of the Hall, with Amanda and Rose following.

matt never showed up in daddy. Albus doubted that he would because he looked pretty worn out at breakfast. Albus figured his dad must bear known that Matt was in the Hospital annexe because he skipped right over his name during attendance. It was a good dada lesson. They spent the absolute majority of it practicing disarming each other. Albus and St. John had a right time doing so, as both of them were quite skilled with that detail piece. They were the few who were good at it. Most of the other 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 magic spell to master. Amanda, in particular, was having a heavy fourth dimension with it, but she did contend to disarm rosiness once during the object lesson.

good luck charm, on the former hand, was another calamity. Professor Washbburn stormed into the way, and Albus immediately stopped talking. He was sitting at his usual back tabular array with John, Rose, and Amanda.

Washburn quickly ran down the attendance lean, 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 wing, 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 do that enquiry and he sat lower in his seat.

"Well, we 're going to have another attempt at levitation today,"Washburn growled,"But we 're not levitating feathers this time. All of you who are somewhat skilled at this class have managed that already,"he glared towards the 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 class all took out their books and scepter, while Washburn took his common seat behind his desk and glared at them.

Albus reluctantly muttered the incantation and his book moved an in off the desk and fell back again. He looked at John, Rose, and Amanda. After a few try, rose wine had managed to levitate her book, although she received no congratulations from their professor. toilet was able to do it after a half hour of practice, not receiving any kudos either. Amanda was having a bit more trouble, but was still doing better than Albus.

With ten minutes left in the class, Washburn started making his round of drinks to all the students, and much to Albus 's discouragement, he stopped at his table.

"Well, thrower, let 's see if you 're better with Christian Bible than feathering. Go ahead, levitate it,"Washburn sneered.

Albus muttered the tour quickly and his book managed to get a few inches off the mesa before falling back down.

"Do it again,"Washburn glared at him.

Albus did it again, this clip making the Koran ice-cream float a broad fundament off the mesa. Albus was so shocked that he jerked his verge and caused the Good Book to initiate speeding towards one of the window. Albus knew what was going to go on right before it did. The book flew right at the window, not stopping when it reached it, and soared straight through. The glassful shattered and showered a few scholar with shard. They screamed as the methamphetamine hydrochloride cut their arms.

"Potter !"Washburn shouted,"must you always make bother in this class ? !"

Albus did not say a word, he just stared down at his desk.

"Detention ! Saturday night !"Washburn screamed,"You,"he pointed at the student who were showered with chalk,"Go to the hospital Wing. The remainder of you, class dismissed."

"Um, Professor,"Albus whispered,"I ca n't do hold on Saturday night."

"And why on terra firma not ?"Washburn seethed,"I 'll resolve when you 'll do detention."

"I 've got a encounter with my aunt."

"Your aunty can wait."

"No, she ca n't. I 'm supposed to get, er, lessons from her,"Albus said, not wanting to give away what the lessons were."You can ask the Headmaster."

"Fine. I 'll do that, then,"Washburn told him,"Now get out !"

Albus ran quickly out of the room and managed to catch up with his friends as they were entering the Great Hall for lunch."That was horrible."

"I know,"toilet agreed.

"I hate appeal,"Albus groaned as he sat down at the tabular array,"I do n't desire 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 agreed,"Hey ! mat, you 're back !"

Matt came over to the table, looking a bit better than he did that morning time."Yeah, sorry I missed two lesson. I heard about what happened in good luck charm. That Washburn 's an idiot."

"So Madam Pomfrey actually helped ?"Saint John looked at Matt in awe.

"Yeah, she did,"Matt told them,"And it 's a beneficial thing. I do n't think I could have gone to any grade today if she didn't."

"But why ?"John asked,"Did you say the injuries were leftover from the spill ?"

"Nope,"matte responded,"She knew they were from detention. But she healed them anyway. I guess because I was n't totally over the completely Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree affair. She seemed pretty upset about the whole thing. 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 talk to the Headmaster about it and everything."

"Blimey,"John looked at flatness warily,"I 've never seen her mad about injuries from Muggle cleaning before. Always says we bring it upon ourselves."

Matt shrugged and piled his plate with solid food and started eating, not elaborating on his head trip to the Hospital Wing.

Albus had a strange feeling that there was more to the tree story than Matt was letting on about. He could recount that Matt was trying to breed something up, and he could n't serve but think about the loup-garou research that he and rose wine had done over disruption. There had been a full phase of the moon moonshine over the vacation and Albus kept thinking that the tree story was just a cover up. He saw how mat had looked at his sister before telling the story and he seemed a bit wary on telling it in the first billet. As Albus started eating his lunch, he decided to find out Matt carefully around the clip of the side by side full moon, which was in two weeks.

Double potions with the Slytherins was after lunch that day. Albus thought the stratum went pretty well. Slughorn lectured on the shrinking resolution during the showtime one-half and the second one-half was spent attempting to make the potion. Albus was partnered with trick, and although their potion was a tad lighter than the in demand color, both son thought they did pretty well.

`` What 's that, can ? '' Scorpio Malfoy appeared behind Albus as he was putting his vial of Shrinking Solution on Slughorn 's desk at the end of class.

`` A potion, what else do you think it could be ? '' Albus answered flatly.

`` smell more like cat sick, '' Malfoy laughed as he put his potion, which happened to be the perfect color, onto Slughorn 's desk. `` Ca n't even brew a simple shrinking Solution. ``

`` At least I can disarm person, which is a unhurt lot more useful than making potions, '' Albus retorted as he started to allow the room. Malfoy had extreme difficultness in disarming his partner during that morning 's DADA class.

`` As if I 'd try disarming if mortal were attacking me, '' Malfoy laughed. A few of his cronies giggled behind him. `` A hex would operate loads better. ``

`` You know perfectly well that disarming works better than hexes, Malfoy, '' matte had caught up to them in the dungeon corridor, `` Professor Potter says that every meter we practice disarming. ``

`` And I suppose you 're an expert on defense now, Eckerton ? Judging by the way you looked cobbler's last night, a five year old could gravel you in a duel, '' Malfoy sneered at him. `` By the way, rumor has it that madam Pomfrey actually healed your injuries from live nighttime 's detention. That truthful ? ``

Matt 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 hand 's been aching all day. She glared at me and told me if I should think about my helping hand the next time I 'm about to break down the rules, then she shooed me out and said to get to class. ``

`` good for you, '' lustrelessness answered.

`` Well, why ? Why 'd she heal you, but not me ? What 's so particular about you ? '' Malfoy asked.

`` I dunno, '' flatness glanced around at his friends.

`` There 's something Weird about you, '' Malfoy stepped towards Matt.

`` Why do n't you just shut it ? '' can shouted and pulled out his wand.

`` Gon na deliver your friend, Brickston ? '' Malfoy pulled out his own baton, `` Or maybe you could recite me why he 's always in the Hospital annexe. ``

`` Do n't reckon I can, '' John answered, `` But I could make for sure you spend the remainder of the day there, if you like. ``

`` Ooo, gon na duel me ? '' Malfoy turned to John, `` Well, I dunno what 's up with Eckerton, but I 'm going to find out. ``

`` What 's going on here ? '' Amy came running up behind Malfoy, `` What do you think you 're doing ! ? '' she shouted at Malfoy, once she realized that his wand was still pointed at Matt.

`` Ah, Eckerton 's sister ! Maybe she 'll tell me why Madam Pomfrey treats him special ? '' Malfoy grinned maliciously at Amy.

Amy stood between Malfoy and Matt and glared at Malfoy, `` That 's none of your business. And if you point your sceptre at him again, you 'll rue it. '' She turned around, threw her arm around Matt, and dragged him away towards the stairs.

`` Believe me, I 'll receive out, '' Malfoy smirked at whoremaster, put his wand away, and sauntered off towards the Slytherin uncouth room.

`` Blimey, '' John Lackland said, once Malfoy was out of hearing, `` 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. ``

`` fountainhead, we ca n't let him receive out, then, '' lav stated.

`` But we do n't even know for sure ! '' Albus reminded him.

`` True, '' lavatory shrugged, `` But I think we 're right. And Amy 's so protective of him. Did you see her face when Malfoy asked her to tell him ? ``

`` She was seething. Just like on the gearing after break, '' Albus said, while starting to walk up the step to the incoming Hall.

`` We 've got to find out for sure. ``

`` He 'll order us what it is eventually, '' Albus insisted, `` He 'll agnise that he can trust us. ``

`` That 's the thing, I do n't hump if he will, especially if it is what we think it is, '' St. John sighed.

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Thanks as always to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my brother, and my early Sister ! Also thanks to inkheart for the recap. Please read and review !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter, or anything related to it.

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Albus and his friend spent the succeeding few days trying to stave off Malfoy. It was n't unmanageable since nigh of their spare time was spent in the common way doing homework. Matt was especially leery of Malfoy and made sure to hide behind John, who was a head taller than him, whenever they passed Malfoy in the antechamber. Despite this, Matt seemed to act like the confrontation with Malfoy had never happened, and did not appear to want to tell Albus or his former admirer what his secret was. whoremaster did not seem surprised at this, but Albus had thought that maybe after what had happened with Malfoy, Matt might need to entrust in soul. Amy also had started keeping a closing eye on Matt after this event, which was odd because during capitulation terminal figure, she would often go a day or two without talking to flatness. 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 evening. Albus, whoremonger, mat, Rose, and Amanda were all clustered around a tabular array in the plebeian room, working on respective homework assignment. `` What 's everyone up to ? ``

`` Homework, '' lusterlessness 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 ? '' bathroom smiled innocently, `` I 've got all tomorrow to do it. ``

Rose sighed, `` You 'd do better to start it today. ``

`` I know, '' whoremaster agreed, `` But right now I 'm enjoying watching you study, while I sit and do nothing. '' pink wine groaned and went back to her reading.

`` So, '' Amy started, as she sat down succeeding to matte, `` How are you ? ``

`` I 'm fine, '' matt replied, `` But I 'd be better if you 'd do this essay for me. ``

`` Not gon na bechance, '' Amy grinned, `` I 'm glad you 're doing sound. 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 place. ``

`` No, '' Albus answered, `` Have n't talked to him since the train. Strange, really. ``

`` Well, skilful, '' Amy said, `` Hopefully it 'll appease that way. But do n't go alone anywhere. He does n't give up this quickly. ``

`` We know, Amy, '' lustrelessness snapped, `` You 're not our mum. ``

Albus looked up from his body of work at the audio of the impending argumentation. He could have sworn he saw matt 's eyes flash gold, but they were back to their usual blueing within a second.

`` Jeez, mat. I 'm just making sure enough he does n't bother you. Mum said- ''

`` I know what Mum said ! '' Matt cut her off loudly.

`` Could you please be a bit quieter ? '' Amanda asked in a frazzle tone.

`` Sorry, '' Amy and matte mumbled and continued arguing in softer interpreter.

Albus glanced over and saw that she was working on her uranology charts. She had been having a tough time in uranology all yr. `` want any assist ? ``

`` Ugh, '' Amanda groaned, `` It 's astronomy. I 'm rubbish at it. I 've been doing this chart for the past hour. Anyone know when the next full moonshine is ? ``

Both Amy and Matt jerked their heads toward Amanda. `` Two calendar week from tonight. The 24th, '' mat 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 board at pink wine, who was already trying to catch his aid. The cousins looked at each other for a few seconds, and then quickly returned to their preparation. Nobody said anything for a few minute, with the exception of Amy and Matt, who were still arguing. However, they were doing so so quietly that Albus was unable to make out any of the words.

`` Blimey ! '' King James I had walked over to the table and standing posterior Rose. `` Who died ? ``

`` Huh ? '' Albus looked up from his work.

`` You 're so quiet ! '' James replied.

`` Oh, uh, '' Albus glanced at Amy and Matt, `` They were arguing about something. ``

`` Ah, sibling erotic love, it 's a wonderful affair, '' James grinned, `` So, you ready to get your mind read by auntie Hermione ? ``

Albus looked up at the clock, it was quartern to eight, `` Bloody Hell, I forgot about that ! ``

`` near affair I remembered, '' James said.

`` Yeah, '' Albus put his volume into his bag and got up, `` I 'm set. ``

pink wine got up as well, `` I 'm going too. I want to see Mum. ``

`` Ok, '' James turned around and started walking towards the entrance.

`` Good luck, '' John waved as Albus followed his brother. Amanda waved, but did n't reckon up from her work. lusterlessness and Amy were too busy arguing to find Albus and Rose leave.

Albus, James, and rosebush left the vernacular room to observe a deserted corridor. `` commodity, no one 's out here, '' Rose whispered.

`` Why ? '' Henry James asked.

`` Wanted to talk to you two alone about our, er, enquiry, '' rose wine answered. `` Have either of you found anything ? ``

`` Nope, '' Albus told her, `` I 've been reading snatch of McGonagall 's book before I go to bed every night. It 's the only time I can do it in secret. I just perpetrate the dangling closed, and everyone thinks I 'm sleeping. ``

`` I 've been doing the same affair, '' pink wine revealed, `` But I have n't so much as read the word 'Hallows'. ``

`` Er, I have n't even notice a book to study yet, '' James River confessed.

`` wellspring, find one soon ! '' Rose scolded, `` We 've got to feel out what our parents are hiding from us ! ``

`` I know, I know, '' Henry James said.

`` I 've read a span so far, and Madam Pince keeps eying me when I check them out, '' Rose told them, `` But I 've got a feeling we 're not going to see anything in books. ``

`` Really ? '' James IV grinned, `` Are you doubting Koran ? ``

`` Shut it, James, '' Rose warned, `` I 'm going to come out looking at the old Prophet articles they have in the library. ``

`` phone honest, '' Albus said as they rounded the corner and walked towards the transfiguration room.

When they walked in, Hermione was standing near a stone washbowl that Albus recognized as the Pensive. Hermione was pulling cerebration out of her head with her wand 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 memories without Hermione knowing.

Hermione turned around when Albus shut the door behind them, `` Hi, boys ! '' she greeted.

`` Hi, '' St. James the Apostle and Albus said back.

`` Oh, and rosiness, you 're here too ! '' Hermione walked over to her girl and gave her a hug.

`` Hi, Mum ! ``

`` How 's term going ? '' Hermione asked.

`` Oh, pretty full, '' Rose answered, `` heaps of homework, but I 'm getting it done. I 'm afraid I lost a few points on the last Charms essay. I hope I did n't, though. ``

`` I 'm sure you did fine on it, '' Hermione reassured her. `` How about you two ? How are your division going ? ``

`` All right, '' James replied, `` But I 'm afraid I lost more than just a few points on my terminal appealingness essay. '' Epistle of James laughed.

`` And I 'm not so for sure you did ticket 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 charm essay. ``

`` Do n't worry, I 'm sure you at to the lowest degree scraped a passing form, '' Hermione said.

`` I dunno, Washburn hates me. ``

`` prof Washburn, and I do n't cerebrate that 's unfeigned, '' Hermione told him, `` But that 's not why we 're her tonight. Tonight, you will go learning Occlumency. Rose, are you staying ? ``

`` Can I ? '' Rose asked, `` I 've read a bit about Occlumency and it sounds very interesting. ``

`` Of course of action you can stay. I do n't think I will ingest you do any practical piece of work, but you 're welcome to learn the hypothesis, '' Hermione informed her.

`` You mean, we 're going to have reading to do ? '' James River asked disgustedly.

`` Of course, '' Hermione laughed, `` What did you bear ? ``

`` I dunno, Dad 's Occlumency lesson were all practical, '' James reminded her.

`` I know, but I feel it 's better for you to con the theory as well, '' Hermione informed them, `` Now, could you all sit down ? ``

Albus, James, and Rose all sat at the table closest to the teacher 's desk.

`` trade good, now I 've got some books for you, '' Hermione picked up two leger and placed them in front of Albus and William James, `` rose wine, I did n't make out you 'd be studying this as well, so I do n't have a book for you. You can wait on with your cousins and if you decide to keep coming to our lesson then I 'll get you a book, too. ``

Albus looked at his book. It was entitled, Legilimency and Occlumency : The Art of Seeing Others'mentation and Protecting Your Own Mind.

`` Creative title, '' James whispered and they both laughed.

`` Open the record to page five, please, '' Hermione told them, `` Now, as you are both aware, Legilimency is what is used to see into another someone 's cerebration, or as some say, read their minds. When the spell, Legilimens, is used, a person can see into another 's thoughts. This can be done if the person getting the magical spell performed on is awake or asleep. When the person is awake, they feel an odd sensation in their head, kind of like a cephalalgia, but not exactly. They often also see their own store. If the person is asleep, then they often have strange dreaming or ambition about their memories. ``

`` Hey, Voldemort 's in this Scripture ! '' Rose exclaimed. Albus posting that she was leafing through the low chapter.

`` Yes, he is, '' Hermione responded briskly, `` Lord Voldemort, although he was a horrible, evil person, was one of the most skilled Legilimens and Occlumens the Wizarding World has ever seen. He is a thoroughgoing example of why Legilimency and Occlumency are both very severe if used in the wrongfulness way. Voldemort was able to enjoin exactly where his Death Eaters loyalties really lay, as well as keep others from knowing his innermost thought process and arcanum. ``

Hermione continued her lecturing for a half 60 minutes, giving a legal brief overview of the first chapter. This chapter explained what Legilimency and Occlumency were and went over the basics needed to try Occlumency. James IV and Albus were expected to read the first chapter and serve a few questions before the adjacent class.

`` Now, for the next half 60 minutes, I 'd wish to come out the hard-nosed facet of this deterrent example, '' Hermione stood up and picked up her wand. `` Who wants to go first ? ``

James and Albus looked at each other. `` You 're previous, you go first, '' Albus told his brother.

`` All right, '' St. James the Apostle stood up and pointed his wand at his aunt.

`` Remember, there 's no spell. You 've got to shut your nous. Take a few minutes to try to exculpate all idea from your head. ``

James River lowered his wand and started to gaze directly at the paries behind Hermione. After a few minutes, a blank look appeared on his face.

`` good, '' Hermione said, `` Ready ? ``

William James looked back at her with a nervous spirit on his font, `` I suppose. ``

`` Legilimens ! '' Hermione shouted.

Epistle of James looked horrified as he stared at his aunt. He dropped his verge 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 mind. He had sunk down to the floor, with his hired hand on his headland. Hermione lowered her scepter 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 script and stood up again, `` It 's just, that 's exactly what it felt like when individual did that to me during hold. ``

`` That 's because that was what someone did to you during detainment, '' Hermione explained.

`` But I did n't hear anyone shouting 'Legilimens', '' St. James 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 skillful effort for the first off fourth dimension. You see now how hard it is to shut down your mind. ``

`` Yeah, '' James agreed as he sat back down.

`` Your tour, Albus, '' Hermione announced.

Albus had momentarily forgotten that he, too, had to have his aunty learn his mind. He got up, his substance beating fast. He had never had Legilimency performed on him while he was awake, and he did not know what to expect.

`` Try to realize your mind, '' Hermione told him as she walked a few feet away and turned around to wait.

Albus tried to clear his mind, but it was hard. His thoughts were consumed with whether mat was a wolfman or not. He was also constantly thinking about what 'Hallows'could possibly be. Not to mention the reason why he was having these lessons in the first-class honours degree property. It was hard not to think about someone seeing his thoughts.

`` Ready ? '' Hermione asked. Albus nodded with a nervous look on his face.

`` Legilimens ! '' she shouted.

The classroom seemed to disappear as Albus was thrown into his own retention. He was four year old and James had stolen the toy Scots heather he had received on his birthday. James was flying it around while Albus chased him. The conniption changed and he saw the metre he dropped a shrewd tongue onto his foot, but instead of slicing it open, the knife just bounced off it. He had been four then, as well, and that was the first magical thing he did. The aspect changed yet again and Albus was seven and was playing with his cousins at the tunnel. Then he was at menage, reading his Hogwarts letter. The scenery changed for a terminal time, he and rose wine were sitting in rosebush 's bedroom at the tunnel, researching about werewolves. Albus 's heart beat faster. He could n't let his aunt see that.

`` No ! '' Albus exclaimed, and the schoolroom reappeared in front of him. He glanced around and was one-half surprised that he was still standing up, since Epistle of 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 lowest computer storage. `` Well, you actually managed to end me, although not by normal substance of Occlumency. But that is very good for a starting time try. What was that last memory ? ``

`` Nothing, nothing, '' Albus replied quickly, averting his gaze from his aunt.

`` Very well, I think that is enough for tonight. Albus, James, stay fresh practicing. Try to close your intellect before you go to bed. I 'll see you all on Tuesday. Good luck with all your stratum. And try to behave yourselves during magic spell, '' Hermione added.

`` We do ! '' Saint James insisted, `` professor Washburn just does n't wish us. ``

`` Be that as it may, you do need to pass his division, '' Hermione reminded them, `` Good Nox. ``

`` nighttime, '' Albus, James I, and Rose said as they left the classroom.

`` So, what was that computer memory that you did n't want 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 unusual poppycock, Legilimency and Occlumency, '' James announced after a few present moment of secretiveness, `` But you seem safe at it, Albus. ``

`` Maybe, '' Albus responded.

`` unspoilt than me. I could n't do anything during it. Just kind of forgot everything except the memories I was seeing. Could n't think of anything to do about it, '' James explained.

`` You 've just got to practice it, '' Albus told him, `` Plus, this was just the first time. And anyway, I 've got to reckon of something better to do than just shouting out random things. People will think I 'm a nutter if I 'm just shouting out 'no'all the meter. ``

James laughed, `` Well, I already know you 're a nutter. ``

`` Oh, shut it, James, '' Albus laughed and punched James in the arm. Saint James punched him back and they continued that until they reached the Fat lady. Rose followed behind and muttered something that sounded like 'boys'.

When they arrived back at the common room, James immediately went to his dormitory so he could order his Quaker about the lesson.

`` So, what was the memory ? '' Rose whispered to Albus.

`` When we were researching about werewolf, '' Albus told her, `` I did n't want 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 's dad. I guess she just came awfully close to seeing our other inquiry, '' Albus explained.

`` effective point, '' Rose agreed, `` But you know, you 've got to practice this. What if she does find out about that ? She 'll tell Uncle Harry. ``

`` I know, I know, I 'll practice, '' Albus assured her.

`` good, '' rosebush seemed meet, `` 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 kip, listening to Bilius 's snoring, he tried to fill up his brain. 'Think about nothing ,'he kept repeating in his mind. 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 mortified to allow that I have been typing my own sister 's username unseasonable in the past few writer 's Note 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 former sister and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart, for the review, you 're awesome ! Please read and review, everyone !

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During the next two weeks, tensions ran high between the Gryffindors and Slytherins. As the impendent Quidditch match grew nearer, there were more and Sir Thomas More affaire d'honneur in the corridors. These usually resulted in various players having to go to the hospital Wing. Luckily, no one had been severely bruise yet. However, both business firm were starting to be very protective of their players. Samantha Meyers forbade anyone on the Gryffindor team from wandering the corridors alone. She was also getting more and to a greater extent intense with her exercise agenda. Samantha had started scheduling a practice for every night of the week. Every eventide, the Gryffindor team came trooping back into the common room well after darkness, looking tired and worn out. Slytherin was also practicing each day, but they got an earlier prison term in the evening.

Nightly Quidditch pattern did not bode well for James 's Occlumency lessons. He had asked Hermione if he could skip the object lesson until after the match, but she would not allow it. James grudgingly skipped his Quidditch practice, much to Samantha 's dismay. She was not happy about Henry James missing practice. Hermione actually sent her a letter, which got her to intercept badgering James about practice.

Albus thought he was making a bit of progress with his Occlumency. He had been reading the record book and doing the preparation, although he did not enjoy it. Occlumency was like having another class to learn, so he wound up with More homework than the balance of his classmate. Albus had not yet succeeded in preventing Hermione from entering his idea, but he usually managed to impel her out after a minuscule while. He was relieved that he had so far prevented her from discovering his Hallows research. Despite this, he was still having strange nightmares a couple of Nox a hebdomad. James was not making nearly as much progress as Albus. He had yet to give up Hermione 's Legilimency at all, and was still collapsing on the floor occasionally. James was getting increasingly fed up with Occlumency and did not savour the lessons at all.

As the Quidditch lucifer, and the full moonshine, grew close-fitting, Albus started to watch lustrelessness for signs of illness. The day before the match, Matt almost slept through breakfast. whoremonger had to wake him up before he left for the Great Hall. Albus watched him throughout DADA and noticed that he was much more tired than usual. He kept his psyche on the desk the full class and did n't take in any note. Harry did not say anything about this, which Albus thought process was strange because whenever anyone else fell asleep in early classes, the teacher woke them up. Albus could n't remember a fourth dimension when someone fell asleep in DADA, though, because usually that socio-economic class was exciting.

`` Are you ok ? '' Albus asked Matt as they were walking to Charms.

`` amercement, '' Matt responded. He was walking a bit slower than usual, `` Just tired. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus said warily, `` But if you want to go to the infirmary Wing during magic spell, I 'll volunteer to get you. ``

`` I will too, '' John agreed, `` Anything to get out of that form. ``

The boys immediately stopped talking once they entered the Charms classroom and went to their usual back table. Once he sat down, mat put his chief down on top of his record. Washburn stormed into the room a few seconds later and started taking attendance.

`` I 'm lecturing today, read out your notes, '' he barked at the class. Everyone silently found quills and parchment as Washburn pointed his sceptre at the board. note appeared on it and Albus started copying them down. Washburn started talking and droned on for about half the period without stopping, even when student raised their workforce to ask questions. Albus did not glance up to search at him at all. Once he finished copying his notes, he looked over at Matt and noticed that he had fallen asleep. Unfortunately, Washburn had noticed, too.

`` Eckerton ! '' Washburn shouted while he walked towards the rachis tabular array, `` This is not nap prison term ! ``

`` I do n't think he 's feeling well, sir, '' John said tentatively.

`` I did n't ask how he 's feeling ! '' Washburn growled at John. `` Now wake up and pay aid ! '' he shouted again.

matt slowly picked up his head and stared at Washburn, `` Huh ? ``

`` I said this is not nap time ! '' Washburn screamed.

`` Oh, sorry, '' Matt mumbled. He stared down at his book and rested his nous on his hand.

Washburn grumbled something incoherent and got back to his public lecture. lusterlessness kept his headland up the rest of the class, but did n't take any notes. Although he did go to Astronomy after lunch, Matt did not seem to pay much attention in that class either. After category was over, he went up to the dormitory room and slept straight through dinner.

`` What former account could there be ? '' Rose wondered aloud in the common room that Night. She, Albus, John, and Amanda were sitting around a tabular array after dinner. The pre-Quidditch catch turmoil kept the chaos and noise in the common room up, so no one was paying much attention to what they were talking about.

`` I do n't think there is another one, '' Albus told her, `` He 's got to be a lycanthrope. He gets cat every replete moon and leaves overnight. When he comes back he 's still disturbed and he 's got injury. ``

`` I 'm sure he is one, '' John agreed, `` Just hope he tells us soon, or I 'm just going to have to recite him I know. It 's gon na be surd to hide that we know. ``

`` call back how hard it is for matt ? Hiding that from everyone, '' Albus reminded him.

`` True. ``

`` So, who thinks we 'll win the catch tomorrow ? '' Albus asked, changing the subject.

`` I do ! '' St. John shouted, `` With your cousin 's new broom, 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 ? '' Rose giggled.

`` Sure have, it 's so much expert than football game, '' Amanda told her.

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The match was to be held in the early good afternoon, which was a bit later than the previous Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff match. Albus and his friends spent the originally part of the day playing superstar 's cheat and Exploding snap in the uncouth room. flatness seemed too tired to play anything, so he laid on one of the couches and watched the secret plan. Albus noticed the Gryffindor squad huddled in one box of the room, reviewing last minute tactics. James looked a bit nervous, which was apprehensible considering the hold up compeer landed him in the Hospital Wing.

The morning time dragged by, but eventually, everyone started to hold their way down to the pitch after lunch.

`` Should be a proficient plot, '' Albus said to John as they were walking towards the pitch.

`` Definitely. I 've been looking forward to a Gryffindor vs. Slytherin game. I 've heard they 're the best I, '' bathroom told him.

`` That 's what I 've heard, too. Dad says they were usually the most shake single in his days here, '' Albus informed John.

`` Conditions could n't be worse, though, '' St. John the Apostle lamented. He was right. The weather condition was not cooperating for a game of Quidditch. Although the visibility seemed to be a bit better than Gryffindor 's live lucifer, the snow was falling at a brace rate and it was bitterly cold.

`` Hopefully it wo n't last as long as concluding time, '' rosiness pulled her cloak tighter, `` I 'm freezing. ``

`` Me, too, '' lusterlessness agreed. He was already shivering, and was a few yard behind everyone else.

Albus and the rest of the group slowed down to allow mat to catch up with up with them. `` Well, I just hope King James I does n't get injured again, '' Albus said.

`` Leslie Townes Hope not, '' Amanda agreed.

The five first of all years made their way through the crowd and found their way to a few seat on Gryffindor 's side of the stall. As they were walking slowly to couple mat 's rate, they were some of the endure people in the stands. They found their hindquarters just before the commentary started.

`` Welcome to the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin couple ! '' Sweeney Todd Ian Smith shouted over the crowd, `` This is a highly anticipated match that should bear witness to be as exciting as always. The atmospheric condition 's brutal, but that should n't stop a well trained team.

`` And here come the squad ! First onto the tar is the Gryffindor team. senior pilot Samantha Meyers, followed by Georgia Weasley, Fred Weasley, Heather Weasley, Omar Bradley Weasley, Ryan O'Malley, and Epistle of James Potter ! ''

The squad flew around the pitch once and then landed next to each early on the ground.

`` Here are the Slytherins. Captain Talan Flint, followed by spear Goyle, Jackson Naiser, Ferris Fielding, Peyton Haines, Hailey Odele, and Glenna Dabney. ``

The Slytherins flew once around the pitch and landed in front of the Gryffindors. The reader, Alan Oteski, had the captains throw off manus, and the teams were off.

`` professor Oteski releases the Quaffle, Bludgers, and Snitch, and the histrion are up ! Quaffle goes to fielding and he 's flying towards the Gryffindor goal berth. Oh, dainty Bludger work by O'Malley ! Quaffle goes to Meyers, she flies down the rake, passing to the two Weasley chasers. And ling Weasley scores the number 1 end ! ``

The Gryffindor team scored three finish within the first five moment. Slytherin had not managed to get any goals past Georgia.

`` Of course of study, the stir part of this game is Empire State of the South Weasley 's new heather. It 's a Firebolt 3000. The fastest broom yet ! It seems to be proving itself in this game. What with Georgia 's incredible skill, and that broom, I 'd be surprised if Slytherin scores any goal at all ! '' Todd shouted excitedly.

`` She 's amazing ! '' John exclaimed, `` I want one of those broom ! ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus agreed, `` I flew it over vacation. It was amazing. ``

`` Wow ! Think she 'd let me ride it ? '' lav asked.

`` Maybe. If you come to my place over the summer, I 'll ask her, '' Albus told him.

`` Awesome ! '' John Lackland grinned.

`` Another finish scored for Gryffindor ! Making the score 40-0 in favor of Gryffindor ! Fred Wealsey has the Quaffle, he 's storming up the pitch shot, headed to the Slytherin goal military post. Ouch ! Hit in the binding with a Bludger sent from Naiser. Odele has the Quaffle now and is headed towards Peach State Weasley. She passes to Fielding, who attempts to score a end. And saved ! Wow, I did n't think a broom could make a motion that fast, '' Todd was jumping up and down at the commentator 's podium now.

`` flint does not count well-chosen, '' Albus commented.

`` No, he does n't. reckon like he 's make to hex mortal, '' privy agreed.

`` Would n't put it past him, '' rose chimed in, `` These matches are known to get ugly. ``

The game continued for a while, with Gryffindor scoring a few more than goals. Slytherin did bring off to get one goal after Flint sent a Bludger at Georgia right when Odele was attempting to score.

`` Think this compeer will last much longer ? '' Matt asked.

`` Dunno. Does n't front like James or Dabney have seen the Snitch yet, '' Albus peered out at the subject field. `` They 're just hovering above everyone else. Looks like they 're trying to ride out out of it. I can see why. The Bludger work is getting nasty. ''

And it was. All the Gryffindor chasers were sporting some sort of injury. GA had a nose bleed, but seemed to be ignoring it. Odele and Haines both had taken Bludgers to arm and it seemed to have affected their ability to enchant the Quaffle.

Albus looked over at Matt. He was sitting down, shivering, with his head resting on his hand. `` You ok ? ``

`` I guess. I just hope the match is done soon, '' Matt winced.

`` lack to go back inside ? '' Albus asked.

`` No, I 'll be finely, '' mat insisted.

`` Another end for Gryffindor ! Making the match 110-10 Gryffindor ! '' Todd bellowed, `` And the match is getting ugly. Ouch ! Fred Weasley takes a Bludger to the psyche, causing him to expend the Quaffle. But it 's caught by Meyers ! She passes to heather, who scores another goal !

`` flint appears to have got abandoned the Bludgers and is soaring up towards ceramist and Dabney. What 's he up to ? Meanwhile, Omar Nelson Bradley Weasley hits a well aimed Bludger towards fielding, who drops the Quaffle. Back to flint. It appears that he is getting into an parameter with Dabney. I wonder what they 're saying ? Hope it 's significant. Looks like his neglect of beater obligation has caused his uninjured chaser to get hit. ``

flint turned his brain around and flew unbowed towards Georgia. Odele was flying towards the goal posts with the Quaffle. `` What 's he doing now ? He 's grab cargo hold of Georgia 's broom ! Foul ! Flint has grabbed Georgia 's broom and appears to be preventing her from keeping ! Foul ! '' Todd screamed angrily. Odele took advantage of the situation and scored a goal.

Oteski blew his pennywhistle, `` penalisation guess for Gryffindor ! unneeded grabbing of opposing keeper 's broomstick. Honestly, you should jazz wagerer ! Such an obvious foul ! And that goal does not reckon ! ``

`` Gryffindor police chief, Meyers, easily scores the penalty shaft, bringing the grudge up to 130-10 Gryffindor, '' Lord Todd announced, `` Slytherin chaser, Henry Fielding, manages to get the Quaffle and is flying towards the Gryffindor finish post. Bradley Weasley sends a Bludger towards him and, ouch ! He 's knocked off his ling. Lucky for him, he was low to the primer. But looks like he 's out for the rest period of the game, probably broke his arm or something. ``

`` This is get ! '' 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 think their Seeker 's very good. All she 's doing is following Epistle of James around. And Flint was yelling at her for something. ``

`` Probably telling her just to overhear the canary so they can end the wretchedness, '' King John laughed.

`` St. James better catch the fink soon, '' Matt groaned, `` I do n't think I can hire much more of this. '' He was huddled on his seat, holding his stomach in pain.

`` Sure you do n't want to go in ? '' Albus asked.

`` I dunno, '' mat moaned, `` Maybe. ``

`` Looks like ceramicist 's seen the stoolpigeon ! '' Todd shouted. Epistle of James had started speeding towards the Gryffindor end billet, with Dabney following closely behind. `` The Slytherin beaters seem to be trying to hit Potter with the Bludgers. But, hang on, the Gryffindor pursuer and beaters seem to have surrounded Potter, protecting him from Naiser and Flint. Blimey ! I 've never seen anything like it ! And it worked ! Potter caught the Snitch ! ``

The gang erupted into applause, Gryffindors storming the ground, lifting Saint James the Apostle up into the air. They started walking back to the castle. The Slytherin team was looking homicidal and Flint River was screaming at Dabney.

`` Let 's go, '' Rose said, looking at Matt.

`` Oh, serious, '' matt moaned as he slowly stood up.

`` You want to go to the Hospital annex ? '' Albus asked.

`` No, I do n't recollect so, '' matt said, leaning on John for support.

The five Quaker 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 tug, but eventually, they made it.

When they entered the common way, a party was already in full swing. lustrelessness made a beeline for the dorm and did n't attend back.

`` Albus ! '' James came running up to him, butterbeer in helping hand, `` We did it ! heartbeat Slytherin ! They are misfortunate. 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 great ! '' Albus grinned at him, `` Dad would be very majestic. ``

`` Proud of what ? '' a phonation came from behind them.

Albus turned around, `` Dad ? ! ``

`` What are you doing here ? '' James IV asked.

`` Came for the party. Blimey, affair have n't changed a bit. The political party after we beat Slytherin were always best. Anyway, congratulation, James ! ``

`` Thanks ! ``

`` We 're not being too tawdry, are we, Professor ceramist ? '' Samantha Meyers had come over to see what was going on.

`` No, 'course not ! '' Harry grinned, `` Ca n't expect you to be quiet after that win. Just quiet down down by midnight. ``

`` Sure, no problem ! It was amazing, was n't it ? '' Samantha said excitedly.

`` Oh, it was brilliant, '' Harry agreed. Harry and Samantha quickly settled down to rehashing every bit of the compeer, and were soon joined by Georgia.

`` Never grow out of Quidditch, right ? '' King James I laughed.

`` right hand, '' Albus agreed, `` Honestly, I thought it 'd be a bit strange having him as our instructor, but it has n't been weird at all. ``

`` Yeah, it 's been pretty keen. ``

******

The company in the Gryffindor common room lasted well into the eventide. nearly of the Gryffindors did not even go down for dinner. Albus 's cousin-german had managed to bestow a good bit of intellectual nourishment up to the usual way, so there was really no need to go to the Great Hall. Harry left shortly before dinner, though, so he could join the rest of the faculty for the meal.

`` Honestly, I 'll never get any body of work done with this racket, '' Rose sighed. She, Albus, John, and Amanda were sitting around one of the tables in the common way eating sweetness. Rose was the but one trying to get any work done.

`` Why bother ? You 've still got tomorrow, '' John the Divine commented, `` Hey, I got your dad, Albus. '' John the Evangelist held up a Chocolate Gaul card.

`` I do n't see why everybody 's got to party so late into the eve, '' Rose said, `` It was n't that spectacular a win. Slytherin was dreaded. ``

`` That 's the decimal point, '' John told her, `` Slytherin 's usually got a pretty good team. It 's the precept of the thing. Gryffindor and Slytherin are huge rivals, and when we beat them, it 's a rationality to celebrate. Even if they 're rubbish. ``

`` Whatever, '' rosiness put her finger's breadth in her pinna and continued to read.

`` And their new Seeker 's horrible, '' Albus said, `` I bet she could n't see the Snitch if it was right in front of her face. ``

`` Yeah, she 's no match for James II, '' John agreed, `` I 've heard from some of the older students that he 's as good as Ted Lupin was. ``

`` well, he should be, '' Albus laughed, `` shimmy 's been training him ever since James River could get on a broom. I think they started when James was about five. ``

`` But he 's got it in his profligate, too, '' Amanda chimed in, `` I mean, Albus, your dad was the in force Seeker Gryffindor 's ever seen. And your Uncle Charlie was a dandy Seeker, too. Plus, your mum played for the Holyhead harpy eagle. ``

`` Yup, '' Albus grinned, `` Quidditch is a high priority in my syndicate. ``

`` dead reckoning pink wine just did n't get any of those Quidditch gene, '' St. John poked Rose and she jumped.

`` Shut it, lav, '' Rose told him, `` Where 's Matt ? ``

`` Still sleeping, '' Albus said, glancing at the door to the dormitories, `` Been there ever since the end of the match. ``

`` fountainhead, why do n't you go learn on him ? '' rosiness suggested.

`` All right, '' Albus got up from his electric chair and walked to the dorm. When he got there, he saw that Matt was sound asleep in his bed.

`` matte ! '' Albus whispered, `` Hey, Matt ! Get up ! '' Albus lifted Matt 's arm up and it fell limply back onto the mattress when he let go. `` come alive up ! '' Albus shouted a niggling louder.

`` Huh ? Wha'? '' Matt groggily lifted his head and grimaced.

`` You all right ? '' Albus asked with a spirit of concern on his face.

`` Ugh, '' Matt groaned and sat up. `` What clip 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 extension. ``

`` wellspring, I 'll take you, '' Albus grabbed mat 's arm so he would n't fall.

`` No, I 'll be ticket, '' lustrelessness said.

`` No, I 'm taking you, '' Albus insisted. Matt did not dissent any further and leaned on Albus for keep. They made their way down into the plebeian way, where the party was still in total swinging. Albus led Matt straight out of portrait maw 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 macabre, '' lustrelessness groaned and clutched his stomach.

`` It 's ok, we 'll be there soon, '' Albus winced under mat 's weight unit. flatness was leaning on Albus more and Thomas 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 doorway to the infirmary Wing and led lusterlessness inside. Madam Pomfrey was waiting and rushed over to Albus and Matt.

`` It 's ok, dear, come on, '' she pulled lusterlessness away from Albus and let him angle on her, `` I 'll take it from here, Albus. You 'd best go back to your vernacular room. ``

Albus turned to depart, but not before seeing brothel keeper Pomfrey soothing lusterlessness, who had started to cry. Albus shut the door, wishing he could do something to help. lusterlessness seemed to be doing worse this month than he had the past tense months. He had n't seemed any different during the past few days, but maybe he was just good at hiding his emotions. Albus had forgotten to focus on figuring out what Matt was feeling in the years leading up to the fully moon due to being preoccupied with homework and Occlumency lessons. Why did this month seem worse ? What was going on ?

Albus pondered these idea as he walked slowly back to the common room. How could he convince lusterlessness that it would be dependable to tell Albus his secret ? Would he ever separate ? And more importantly, was there anything anyone could do to serve ?

`` Something troubling you, Potty ? '' a cold voice said. Albus looked up and saw Quinton Willinson, flanked by two former Slytherns, standing at the top of the stairs that Albus was climbing. `` Fancy a amble by yourself ? ``

`` Go away, Willinson, '' Albus growled as he reached the top of the stairs.

`` It 's a free palace. Not curfew yet. I 'm free to wander the corridors just as you are, toilet, '' Willinson sneered at Albus.

`` Just leave me alone, '' Albus tried to walk past him, but the other two Slytherins blocked his path.

`` No, do n't think I will. I still have n't forgotten that Exploding Eclair, '' Willinson said, drawing his wand and pointing it at Albus, `` I know it was you. ``

`` How ? '' Albus asked nervously as he drew his own scepter and pointed it at Willinson.

`` I just do, '' Willinson snapped his finger's breadth and his brother 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 hand and landed on the floor. A schism moment later, two jets of light came from the former two Slytherins 's sceptre and hit Albus in the dresser. Before he knew what was happening, he stumbled backwards and fell down the steps. He blacked out halfway down, and the last-place thing he saw was Willinson and his two champion running in the opposite direction.

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A/N : Sorry for the cliffie ! Well, not really, I do like putting them in. Originally, this chapter did not have a cliffie, but it was quite short so I stuck about half the side by side chapter at the end of this one. So now it 's a bit longer than usual.

Thanks as usual to my sister and now official genus 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 idea who did it, then ? '' Albus heard his dad ask.

`` No, when Neville found him, there was no star sign that anybody else had been there, '' Madam Pomfrey whispered.

`` Well, when I find out who did it, there 'll be trouble, '' Albus heard a rush and he figured his dad had just slammed his fist onto something hard.

`` Harry, please be a bit quieter. I 'm sure as shooting whoever it is will be punished. ''

`` I 'll be sure of that. ``

Albus opened his centre and looked around. He was in the Hospital wing. Judging by the duskiness outside, it must have been the middle of the night. He had no melodic theme how many time of day had passed, but he guessed it must have been quite a few. Albus tried to sit up, but was immediately hit by a searing hurting in his headway 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 bones ! '' Madam Pomfrey pulled Harry away.

`` Neville found you a couple hours ago. You were laying unconscious at the bottom of one of the staircases. It was obvious you 'd come down, but it looked like someone had stunned you as well. You 've got a cracked skull, a few broken costa, and a fall in 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 roll in the hay, '' Albus told him.

`` What year are they in ? ''

`` Willinson 's a 7th class, I dunno about the others, '' Albus answered.

Harry slammed his script onto the bedside table and stood up, `` Seventh twelvemonth ? ! Bloody hell ! What in the name of merlin 's saggy left- ''

`` Harry, calm down ! '' dame Pomfrey rushed over to find fault up the water jug that had fallen off the table.

`` Sorry, '' Harry resumed his seat, `` But honestly, what seventh year gangs up on a first year ? ``

`` Victoire and Amy Eckerton warned me. They said he picks a commencement year every yr 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 skillful 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 worry about now, '' Madam Pomfrey said shortly.

`` Well, Willinson will be getting detention, and loads of it. And those two other Slytherins as well. I 'll be talking to Slughorn, '' Harry muttered.

`` Oh, Dad, I disarmed Willinson ! '' Albus said excitedly, `` I 'd block about that. Right after I disarmed him, the other two stunned me and I fell down the stairs. ``

Harry grinned, `` Brilliant. You 're great at disarming. And if the former two were n't there, you 'd have been fine. But, it 's hard to demilitarize three wizards at once. ``

`` It 's getting late, I think you 'd improve break Albus a chance to sleep, Harry, '' lady Pomfrey came over holding a goblet of potion.

`` All right, '' Harry stood up and gave Albus a placate hug, `` I 'll be back in the morning. G'night, Al, I love you. ``

`` Love you, too, '' Albus awkwardly hugged his dad back, `` Good dark. ``

`` I 've got a potion to aid you sleep, '' Madam Pomfrey handed him the potion, `` drink in up. ``

Albus took the chalice and downed it in one gulp.

`` Knew it was only a matter of time before you showed up here, '' lady Pomfrey muttered, `` potter seem to be ineffectual to continue themselves out of this place ... ''

*****

`` What happened, Poppy ? '' Albus heard someone ask.

`` Bad translation, really bad, '' Madam Pomfrey replied grimly.

`` What can you do ? '' the spokesperson asked, Albus recognized it now as Neville.

`` I 'm really not indisputable, '' Madam Pomfrey sighed, `` I 'll distribute the common potions and cure the bones, but other than that ... I 've got to touch 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 dawn. ``

Albus heard Neville leave and Madam Pomfrey tug the curtains shut around one of the seam. She moved quickly around the way 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 drape shut. That 's where mat was. And Albus had been right. He was a werewolf. Any doubt that Albus had was gone. He felt wan with dread at the view of lusterlessness going through that transformation every month. Stuck with a curse that prevented him from living a normal life. Albus knew what life was like for a wolfman. He heard about chemise 's dad 's spirit. After Hogwarts, what would Matt do ? Would he be able to get a job ?

`` Are you awake ? '' ma'am Pomfrey came bustling over with a breakfast tray, `` Good, eat up. ``

`` Is flatness going to be ok ? '' Albus asked nervously.

`` Never you mind, '' Madam Pomfrey answered as she walked back to mat 's bed and disappeared behind the pall. She spent much of the next 60 minutes bustling back and Forth River between flatness 's bed and her work, where Albus could see her consulting al-Qur'an and mixing potions. Albus watched her and notice she looked much more disquieted than common. What was going on ?

Neville returned about an hour later, followed by a tall, balding man in Citrus aurantifolia green gown. Albus recognized them as healer robes. dame Pomfrey came out from behind the drapery when she heard the door candid and walked quickly over to the two men.

`` I 'd break go ascertain Amy, Poppy, '' Neville announced.

`` Yes, I suppose you should, '' Madam Pomfrey answered, `` Poor dear will be worried sick when she sees him. ``

`` I know, '' Neville sighed and left the room.

gentlewoman Pomfrey turned to the other man, `` Oh, respectable, they 've sent you, Healer Sterling, '' she welcomed the Healer with a suspiration of relief, `` I was afraid they 'd transmit one of the trainee therapist. ``

`` No, no, I insisted on get along, '' healer Sterling assured her, `` I 'm the one in charge of the study- ''

Madam Pomfrey cut him off and gestured to Albus 's bed, `` Shush ! We 'll discuss it shortly. Albus, why do n't you complete your breakfast ? ``

`` I 'm not thirsty, '' Albus mumbled.

gentlewoman Pomfrey 's case softened, `` Albus, matt will be ok. You must n't worry. ``

`` But what 's going on ? '' Albus asked, `` I 've already figured it out. I know he 's a werewolf. ``

`` Be that as it may, I can not inform you about the state of affairs, '' 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 while, and she and the two men disappeared behind the mantle. Albus knew she had casted the Muffliato charm on him. He had witnessed his parents using that while before. He sighed and picked at his bollock, but he really could n't eat anything. He knew that dame Pomfrey really was not sure whether lusterlessness would be ok. Albus sat pondering about what could be faulty, when a loud bang jolted him out of his thoughts.

Albus turned around in his bed and noticed that the banging was coming from the threshold. Madam Pomfrey ran out from behind the curtains and headed towards the door. `` Who 's there ? '' she shouted.

`` rose wine Weasley, '' Albus heard his cousin 's phonation, `` Why are the threshold 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 hushed, '' Madam Pomfrey said through the come together door.

`` Is it Matt ? '' pink wine asked, `` Because he 's still not back yet. ``

ma'am Pomfrey sighed, `` Yes. ``

`` We 'll be restrained, '' rosiness answered, `` I promise. ``

`` Oh, all right, '' madam Pomfrey opened the door, `` But only for a little while. ``

rose walked through the door, followed by Saint John the Apostle, Amanda, and Epistle of James. `` Oh, Albus, are you all right ? '' she whispered as they neared Albus 's bed.

`` I 'll be fine, '' Albus told them.

`` What on earth happened ? Never saw you after you took Matt here last night, '' St. John the Apostle asked. He, James, Amanda, and Rose sat down on the bed next to Albus's.

`` Met up with Willinson, '' Albus groaned, `` Him and two other Slytherins. ``

`` He 's trouble, I tell ya, '' James shook his foreland, `` beat back me mad until Victoire talked to him go year. ``

`` Yeah, well, he does n't seem to be listening to Victoire this year, does he ? '' Albus responded, `` Anyway, I disarmed him, but his two admirer stunned me at the same metre and I fell down the stairs. Got knocked out halfway down and woke up here. ``

`` Whoa, are you ok ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I 'm fine. Got a few broken bones, but they 're healed now. My head teacher still hurts, though, '' Albus rubbed his forehead.

`` We were so occupy when you were still gone this dayspring, '' Rose told him, `` give out straight to Uncle Harry 's study and he told us you were here. By the way, he said he 'd be visiting later this good morning. ``

`` Dad was here utmost Nox, too, '' Albus said, `` He 's really angry about it. He 's going to break Willinson loads of detention. ``

John grinned, `` Excellent. He 'll finally be getting what he deserves. ``

`` Well, I 've got to get going. Quidditch drill, '' James announced as he got up from the bed.

`` But you just had a couple yesterday, '' Rose shook her head.

`` Department of Energy n't matter. Lord's Day 's one of our common practice mean solar day, '' James reminded her. `` gladiola you 're better, Albus. '' James waved and left the way. As he left, Neville, Victoire, and Amy came rushing through. Amy ran straight to Matt 's bed with tear 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 lusterlessness here. He was pretty mad last night, and it did n't take place 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 cousin-german were just supernumerary parents.

`` Well, Uncle Harry 's ferocious, so I do n't recollect you 'll experience to interest much anymore, '' Victoire told him, `` I heard him talking to Slughorn earlier. Apparently, Harry and professor Longbottom are going to take turns overseeing his detentions and let 's just say he 's not going to have much free time in the come weeks. ``

`` Good, '' Albus responded.

`` I 'd better be off, '' Victoire said, `` I 'm due to tutor marking in Transfiguration in a few minutes. I was just with Amy, she started getting hysterical when Neville came and found her in the park elbow room. But she would n't separate me what 's going on. I do n't think you recognise ? ``

`` Nope, '' Albus said.

`` wellspring, I 'll see you later, '' Victoire started to maneuver towards the door, `` Whatever it is, I hope Matt 's ok. ''

`` Ok, now that she 's gone, I 've got to tell you about matt, '' Albus whispered, `` Come finisher, I do n't want ma'am Pomfrey to hear. ``

Rose, St. John, and Amanda climbed onto Albus 's bed. `` What about him ? '' King John asked.

`` He 's a loup-garou, '' Albus muttered.

`` What ? '' King John exclaimed a bit too loudly, `` How do you know for certain ? ``

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered, `` He was n't here last night when I woke up. And this morning, prof Longbottom and gentlewoman Pomfrey brought him here, but he was unconscious. ``

`` I knew it, '' rose wine whispered.

`` Anyway, brothel keeper Pomfrey said he 'd had a really bad transmutation, '' 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 distinguish me anything. They casted Muffliato, so I ca n't hear anything. ``

`` Figures, '' rose wine groaned, `` Adults never let us have it away anything. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` But what are we going to do about mat ? ``

`` Well, we 've got to visualize out how to distinguish him we know, '' Saint John the Apostle answered.

`` I do n't know about that, '' Albus responded, `` There 's a reason he 's not revealing us. I think we should let him tell us. ``

`` How do we cover that we know, Albus ? '' John Lackland asked.

`` We just do, '' Albus said adamantly, `` Anyway, it 's got to be voiceless for mat to keep this enigma than us hiding the fact that we know. He 's got to tell us sooner or later. ``

`` I think Albus is right, John, '' pink wine agreed, `` He 'll tell us soon. This has got to be something he tells us. He has to be cook. ``

`` Fine, '' John sighed. The four Friend sat in silence for a moment, succumbing to their own thoughts about matt 's lycanthropy.

madam Pomfrey and Healer Sterling came rushing out behind the curtain, and once they did, the Muffliato magical spell broke.

`` I think I can handle him here, Poppy, '' Sterling said to Madam Pomfrey, `` I do n't remember there 's any need to move him to St. Mungo 's, unless he gets worse. ``

`` Oh, serious, '' Madam Pomfrey sighed with relief, `` That must stand for it 's not as bad as I thought. ``

`` No, it 's not quite that bad. It will remove a piece to process, but he will recover perfectly fine, '' Sterling assured her, `` Right now I 've got to take these notes back to St. Mungo 's and consult with some other Healers. I 'll also contact his parents. I should be back sometime in the good afternoon. Just keep open administering the potions every hour until then. ``

`` I 'll see you later, then, '' Madam Pomfrey bade him goodbye as he left the room.

`` I think it 's metre for you three to allow, '' she announced, `` Mr. ceramist needs his respite and he 's got to acquire a few more potions. ``

`` See you, Albus, '' John got up and started towards the door.

`` Bye, '' Amanda followed behind John.

`` Glad you 're ok, '' Rose got up, `` When do you get to leave ? ``

`` Tomorrow morning, '' ma'am Pomfrey answered.

`` Can we see matt ? '' rosiness asked.

`` Absolutely not, '' ma'am Pomfrey said sternly, `` He 's in no experimental condition for visitor. ``

`` Ok, ok, '' rose wine responded, `` Bye, Albus. ``

`` Bye. ``

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Throughout the relaxation of the day, Healer Sterling popped in and out of the infirmary offstage, bringing with him various potions from St. Mungo 's. Shortly after lunch, mat 's parents showed up and they stayed until the eventide. Everyone kept using the Muffliato charm against Albus, so he was ineffective to hear in on any conversations. Eventually he gave up on trying to ascertain out any information about mat 's circumstance and fell asleep. Madam Pomfrey let Albus leave the Hospital Wing early Mon 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 anteroom. lavatory, Amanda, and rosiness were all sitting together, whispering.

`` Albus ! '' John shouted once Albus had sat down next to him, `` All meliorate then ? ``

`` Yeah, I 'm fine, '' Albus assured him, `` Bit hungry, though. '' Albus piled his dental plate with eggs and toast.

`` We were just talking about Matt, '' Rose informed him, `` How is he doing ? ``

`` I 'm really not certain, '' Albus said through a mouthful of pledge, `` I could n't hear a Christian Bible 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 act of conversation that I have been able to see are mostly about figuring out how to wake up him up. ``

`` No chance of visiting him, then ? '' Saint John the Apostle wondered aloud.

`` Do n't think so, '' Albus told him, `` I mean, Madam Pomfrey 's still keeping the door locked. You have to say who you are and what you want in order to get in. The only ones who 've been allowed to visit are his parents and Amy. ``

`` Oh, '' Saint John the Apostle sounded frustrated, `` I hope she lets us in soon. ``

`` Scorpius Malfoy tried to get in, '' Albus lowered his phonation, `` Last night. ``

`` What the netherworld did he want ? '' St. John the Apostle growled, `` Slimy git. ``

`` Wanted to find out what 's wrongfulness with Matt, '' Albus answered, `` He 's way too nosy. Anyway, he banged on the door and told Madam Pomfrey he had a nuzzle bleed. But he 'd only taken a olfactory organ Bleed Nougat, because once he got in, I saw him eat the other half and the blood 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 wine asked anxiously.

`` No, the curtains were up. Amy noticed him and she was looking murderous. She yelled at him to go away and beware his own business organisation. Then Madam Pomfrey came back over and noticed he was n't bleeding anymore and made him leave. Said she was going to assure Slughorn about it. I hope he gets custody. ``

`` Wow, he does n't apply up, does he ? '' trick responded.

`` No, he does n't, '' Albus agreed, `` We 're gon na have to be careful about him. ``

`` mail is here, '' Amanda looked up and commented on the owls swooping into the room.

`` Albus, smell, '' pink wine pointed to a copy of the Daily vaticinator that had been delivered to the miss sitting across from them.

Albus glanced at the paper and immediately noticed what rosiness was showing him. The front page headline was 'Mysterious Deaths Mystify Ministry Aurors'with a rather large picture of Harry below it. Albus turned to blush wine, `` What 's that about ? ``

`` I do n't know, but I do n't like the audio of it, '' rosebush answered. `` Can I borrow that ? '' she asked the girl.

The lady friend looked at them, and then the clause, `` Sure, but I 'd wish it back when you 're done. '' She gave them one last aspect and then turned to her friend and the two of them started whispering.

rosiness took the paper and put it in between her and Albus.

Mysterious destruction Mystify Ministry Aurors

It started with the slaying of Hogwart DADA teacher, Eric Torro, in the commencement of September. Supposedly, the Aurors looked into the dying immediately, but there have been no star. Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, the elect One, forefront Auror, and Hogwarts papa teacher, has been leading the investigation. But are his teaching responsibility getting in the way of his Auror duty ? There have also been no leads in the end of Jasmine Lamski, which occurred a month ago. We asked if these last are connected, but the Auror office responded with 'no gossip'. Do they know more than they 're telling us ? It is these kinds of execution that remind many of us of Lord Voldemort 's time of terror. Could there still be iniquity Wizards among us ? Is the Auror Office doing enough to stop them ? And more importantly, should Harry thrower be teaching kids when his efforts are obviously needed in the Auror federal agency ? Despite this, Harry Potter assures the Wizarding humankind that thing 'are under control and there is no need to occupy .'citizenry are being murdered and the murderer are not being caught. It might indeed be time to worry.

`` That 's wish-wash ! '' Albus shouted when he finished the article.

`` What ? '' King John asked, trying to learn upside down.

`` Read this, '' Albus grumbled as he handed King John and Amanda the paper. `` Who wrote it ? '' he asked Rose.

`` Rita Skeeter, '' rosiness told him.

`` Figures ! '' Albus shouted, `` She 's always twisting the verity. ``

`` Does n't search like the teachers are too happy about it, '' Rose pointed to the staff table, where all the teachers were whispering amongst themselves. Most of them wore face of worry and anger. The only 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 off everybody. ``

`` There are n't really still Dark Wizards are there ? '' Amanda asked quietly, she was pale as a ghost.

`` 'Course there are, '' Albus told her, `` There 's always evil in the man. But it 's not like Voldemort 's coming back or anything. If my dad says there 's zilch to worry about, then there is n't. ``

`` Ok, but it 's still scary, '' Amanda responded.

`` That 's what Rita Skeeter wants, '' Albus informed her, `` That 's what she does. She 's rarely ever written anything that 's she has n't stretched the Sojourner Truth. ``

`` But what about those dreams and Legilimency ? '' pink wine asked, `` Even your dad admits there 's something going on with that ? ``

`` I know, but he 's taking care of it, '' Albus assured her, `` I mean sure, it 's scary, but I do n't suppose it required an article that strikes headache and awe into everyone. No one besides you lot and my family know anything about those dreams. So to them, it 's just like soul just started randomly killing a few people. ``

`` That 's true, '' John agreed, `` Where 's your dad ? ``

`` I dunno, '' Albus told him, `` I saw him final stage Night in the Hospital Wing. He 's probably at the Ministry, trying to smooth out everything over with this article. If people start complaining that the Aurors are n't doing enough, then he could lose his job here. ``

`` Bloody hell, '' John exclaimed, `` That would n't be right. I 'm for certain the Aurors are doing a good job. ``

`` pipe down ! '' prof Kendrick had stood up. The room fell silent as he did so. `` Thank you. Now, I 'm certainly most of you have read today 's front Page article in the prophet. I want to check you all that we are perfectly safety and there is no need to worry. Certain journalists often have the habit of stretching the truth in order to pall people, and that is what is going on here. The Aurors are doing everything in their force to catch whoever murdered Professor Torro and Jasmine Lamski. I also need to inform you that DADA lessons will not train place today, because Professor Potter is spending the day at the Auror position and the Ministry, trying to still everyone down. If you have DADA today, please use the time to study for your upcoming exams. That is all. '' professor Kendrick sat back down and resumed his conversation with Neville.

Once Kendrick had finished his speech, whispering resumed amongst the educatee. Anyone who had not seen the article before, was now scrambling to find a copy of the Prophet.

`` Well, what 're we going to do with our free period, then ? '' John asked. The Gryffindor first base age had DADA first that day.

`` I 've got prep to finish, '' Amanda groaned, `` Essay for Herbology. ``

`` Ugh, do n't remind me, '' John groaned as well, `` I have n't finished it either. ``

`` Well, then you do need reminding ! '' rosiness exclaimed, `` I finished that over the weekend. ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus commented.

`` Why do n't we go ending it, then, lav ? '' Amanda suggested, `` The vulgar room will be pretty quiet with everyone off in class. ``

`` mulct, '' Saint John reluctantly agreed. He stood up and headed off with Amanda to polish off the essay.

`` That could n't have worked out better, '' Rose whispered to Albus, `` Now we can go to the depository library and resume our research. ``

`` trade good thought, '' Albus told her, `` I 've finished that other book. Returned it a few days ago. I 'd better get another. ``

`` I 've looked through three, but there 's loads others, '' rosiness informed him. She started walking out of the Great G. Stanley Hall, with Albus following, `` But I have n't found anything useful. ``

`` Me, neither. ``

Albus and Rose were pleased to retrieve that the library was rather vacate. There were a few erstwhile pupil who had a free period, but all of them seemed too meddling studying to discover the two number 1 geezerhood. They headed straight to the book ledge that held the Holy Scripture they had previously looked at.

`` Are we really going to accept to look through all of these ? '' Albus wondered aloud.

`` Hopefully not, '' Rose said as she pulled out a rather large book, `` Once we find something about Hallows, we can stop. ``

`` I 'm beginning to doubt if that 's going to happen, '' Albus responded.

`` I sure hope we find something soon, '' Rose opened her al-Qur'an and glanced quickly at the board of contents, `` exam will be in a few months, so we 're going to deliver to set about studying more, which means less time for this. ``

`` Yeah, maybe we 'll get lucky today, '' Albus hoped, `` Want to go find a mesa ? '' He had picked out two books to look at.

`` Sure, '' Rose followed Albus into a secluded voice of the library, away from madam Pince and the early scholarly person. They read silently for fifteen minutes.

`` wellspring, this playscript 's out-and-out codswallop, '' Albus closed his first ledger, `` 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 book and opened the other one, `` This looks a bit better. ``

`` well, flavour who it is ? '' mortal said from behind blush wine.

Albus glanced up. `` And what do you want, Malfoy ? ``

`` Just seeing what you 're up to on your devoid time, '' Malfoy smiled smugly, `` I 'm assuming you read the article. ``

`` Yeah, I did, '' Albus said coldly, `` But it 's not true. Just someone trying to stir up trouble. ``

`` Never can tell, though, can you ? '' Malfoy sat down at their table, `` The Ministry 's often hushing things up. ``

`` What do you recognize about that ? '' rose wine asked.

`` goose egg, naught, just stuff I 've overheard my father saying, '' Malfoy looked over at the account book Rose was reading.

`` A History of Lord Voldemort, '' Malfoy read the championship, `` Interesting title. Why are you reading it ? ``

`` Just a bit of background reading, never can learn too a lot. ``

`` Hmm, '' Malfoy looked at Albus, `` So, I hear you got into a bit of a duel the other day. ``

Albus turned red, `` Uh, yeah. ``

Malfoy smirked, `` Ca n't really pack on three seventh age. ``

`` He disarmed Willinson, '' Rose said angrily, `` And is it really your stage business ? ``

`` No, not really, but I still want to have a go at it. ``

`` I could 've taken on Willinson, '' Albus added, `` He 's horrifying at dueling. But his two married person got me. ``

`` That 's on-key, Willinson 's dueling acquirement leave a lot to be desired, '' Malfoy agreed, `` But he 's smart enough not to duel without others on his side. ``

`` good for him, '' Albus mumbled.

`` well, we 'd better be off to Charms, '' blush wine slammed her ledger shut and got up.

`` Yeah, bye, '' Albus muttered and followed rose. They checked out their Christian Bible, which got them more inquiring spotlight from gentlewoman Pince, and headed off to Charms.

Charms was surprisingly uneventful. professor Washburn did wonder where Matt was, but he seemed satisfied with 'in the Hospital Wing'as an response. Double Herbology went as usual, although Neville seemed form of tense and distracted during the social class. Albus had assumed this was because of Rita Skeeter 's clause. Both John Lackland and Amanda had managed to finish their essays, although whoremaster 's was n't long enough.

`` We should see if we can visit mat tomorrow eve, '' rosebush announced at dinner.

`` Definitely, '' St. John agreed, `` If Madam Pomfrey lets us. ``

`` I ca n't, '' Albus said, `` I 've got Occlumency tomorrow. ``

`` Oh, that 's right ! '' pink wine responded, `` I 'd completely forgotten. I 'll just skip that object lesson, then. ``

Albus laughed, `` Well, you do n't even have to do it anyway. ``

`` I know, but it 's really concern stuff. ``

`` I hope Matt 's ok, '' Albus said in a interest feeling, `` lady Pomfrey seemed so occupy. ``

`` I wonder how long he 'll be stuck in there, '' John asked.

`` I dunno, '' Albus answered, `` I just hope he 's witting now. ``

`` We should probably bring his homework, '' rose suggested.

`` That 'll cheer him up, '' can said sarcastically.

`` He needs to do it if he 's going to keep up with classes ! ''

`` True, '' John Lackland agreed, `` Speaking of homework, has anyone finished that essay for Slughorn that 's due tomorrow ? ``

`` I did, '' Rose said, `` But let me opine, you have n't ? ``

`` Nope, '' John grinned, `` Want to lend me your promissory note ? ``

`` Not really, '' rosiness shook her head.

`` I finished it, '' Amanda added, she had been rather quiet throughout the solid conversation. Albus could tell that the idea of lustrelessness being a werewolf freaked her out a little bit. He could sympathize, considering up until a few month ago, she had n't even known werewolves were real. But he did hope Amanda would n't startle treating Matt differently.

`` Good, I 'll use your notes ! ''

`` I 'm not quite finished with it either, '' Albus informed them, `` I 've just got to write three more inches, then it 'll be done. ``

The four Quaker finished up their pud and headed back to the park room. lavatory worked on his essay with Amanda 's help, while Albus finished his. rosebush did other homework, and eventually she decided to help John as well.
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A/N : Longest chapter yet, I think ! I did n't want to rive it up because then it would throw been two really brusque chapters. And I know when I read history, I prefer longer chapters.

Thanks as common to my babe and beta Dancer of Starlight, and my sidekick and other baby. Thanks as well to inkheart for the reviews.

I 'd also care to share that it was about a class ago that I started writing this. So, happy birthday to the story ! I finished it about six month ago.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry ceramicist, or any of his many relatives.

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Shortly before seven the next even, James and Albus headed to Occlumency, while John, blush wine, and Amanda went to the Hospital backstage. As it turned out, the teacher told rosebush that they had already sent flatness 's homework to the hospital offstage and there was no need for her to collect it.

`` mass talking about that article in your classes ? '' Albus asked his buddy on the way to the transfiguration classroom.

`` Yeah, '' James IV responded, `` They always stop right when the teacher comes in, though. ``

`` Everyone in my classes have been whispering about it. They try to let the cat out of the bag quietly so I ca n't hear them, but I can, '' Albus informed him.

`` That 's what it 's like for me, too, '' James II said, `` But you know Peyton Haines, the Slytherin chaser ? Well, he keeps loudly discussing how the Auror Department unable to do anything and everyone 's in hard danger. Always within hearing of me, too. ``

`` Git, '' Albus growled.

`` I heard he scared the hell out of the Hufflepuffs in good luck charm today. Said he heard all the Death feeder had broken out of Azkaban and no one had caught them yet. incumbrance of rubbish. Got away with it, too, because Washburn was n't in the room yet. ``

`` Probably would n't have mattered if he was in the way, '' Albus muttered, `` Slytherins can do no wrong in his eye. ``

James opened the door to the Transfiguration way and walked inside, Albus followed. Hermione was already there.

`` Hi, boys ! '' she smiled and gave them each a hug.

`` Hi, Aunt Hermione, '' Albus and James River greeted her.

`` When 's Dad coming back ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yeah, good head, '' James chimed in, `` And what 's with that article ? ``

Hermione 's smiling faded and she gestured for the boys to sit down. `` He 'll be back later tonight, so do n't concern about that. And as for the clause ... Well, you both know that most everything Rita Skeeter writes is wish-wash. ``

Saint James the Apostle and Albus nodded.

`` That article was written for the sole purpose of scaring people. All the it did was raise dubiousness. The clause itself was just a loading of interrogative. The murders do remind the great unwashed of Voldemort 's reign, so it was quite comfortable to just spell this article and send people into a panic. The fact that the Aurors have no jumper cable in either slaying just fueled the blast. But I can assure you that whatever is going on, your Father-God and the other Aurors are taking caution of it. And he is perfectly adequate to of teaching here and heading the Auror section, '' Hermione told them.

`` So there is something going on ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, of form something 's going on. There have been two mysterious murders, and soul is trying to see your cerebration, '' Hermione explained, `` But it is nothing the Ministry ca n't handle. ``

`` So, do you bed what 's going on ? '' James asked.

`` Your dad has a few intimation and he has expressed them to me, but I ca n't secern you them, '' Hermione answered, `` Now we 've got to part the lesson. Open your books to page 50. ``

Albus and James opened their Book and Hermione lectured them for a half 60 minutes. Albus found this function of the lessons extremely boring, but every example started this way. Albus did n't carry any dissimilar from his Aunt Hermione, who was always trying to get him to read a lot of volume. Eventually, the rag part 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 nous, but usually managed to force her out after a few minutes.

`` Albus, you first. ``

Albus got up from his chairman and stood in front of his aunty. `` Remember to close your thinker. Legilimens ! '' she shouted.

Albus stood there, being flooded with his own computer memory, for a few hour. He saw James levitating Albus 's glass of pumpkin juice at last summer 's family reunion, the time he got lost in a Muggle grocery store when he was five, and the first metre he ever rode a broom. Albus concentrated hard on blocking out all opinion, and he was able to force Hermione out of his mind.

`` respectable job, Al ! '' Hermione congratulated him, `` It took you less clock time than last lesson. ``

Albus tried two More clip, both times producing the Saami results as the kickoff, and then he sat down to watch James.

James had been having a much more difficult time than Albus. He had only been successful once, and it had taken him nearly ten arcminute. This clip proved to be no different, and after fifteen bit, James had not been able to force Hermione out of his creative thinker. The last try, he had even wound up laying on the storey. Hermione had thought that was enough, and James and Albus went back to the mutual room.

`` How 'd it go ? '' rose asked, when Albus sat down next to her. rose wine, John the Evangelist, and Amanda were all sitting at one of the tables, doing homework.

`` Pretty good, '' Albus answered, `` It 's taking me to a lesser extent sentence to get your mum out of my mind. But James ca n't get her out at all. ``

`` He 'll get there eventually, '' Rose responded.

`` Did you get to see Matt ? '' Albus asked as he pulled out his Potions homework.

`` No, '' John said sadly, `` He 's still unconscious. And madam Pomfrey still has the doors locked. She 's got a really short temper, too. ``

`` Yeah, Scorpius Malfoy was skulking around ! '' Rose exclaimed, `` We went up there and he was trying to listen in through the room access. ``

`` Little git, '' Albus muttered, `` So what happened ? ``

`` We told him to go away, but he would n't, '' Saint John explained, `` He whipped out his wand and tried to hex Amanda, but missed her. lady Pomfrey came out when she heard the commotion and told him to get back to his common elbow 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 oneself out. He 's got to mind his own business. ``

`` We ca n't let anyone come up out, '' pink wine agreed.

`` But he 's still not up ? '' Albus sighed, `` Whatever is going on, it sounds really bad. ``

`` I know, '' rose wine shook her head.

`` Well, his birthday is next week, '' can reminded them.

`` Oh, yeah, on the sixth, Wed, '' Albus remembered.

`` I think we should do something for it, '' John 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 plan it, then, '' John announced, `` Our first Hogwarts birthday company. Because you guys did n't do anything for mine, '' he added.

`` Your birthday was over the holiday ! '' pink wine lightly smacked him with her DADA book.

`` I know, '' John grinned, `` Anyway, we could bestow some food into the infirmary wing and have the party there. ``

`` Great idea ! '' Albus grinned.

`` But none of us know where the kitchens are, '' Amanda reminded them.

`` No job, '' Albus glanced around the vulgar room, `` Oi ! Bradley, mark ! '' he waved his two cousins over.

`` Whatcha need, Albus ? '' Bradley asked as he sat down in an vacuous chair at the table.

`` We 're going to have a little birthday party for our friend, Matt, '' Albus told them, `` But none of us know where the kitchens are. So, since there 's a Hogsmeade visit on Sabbatum, could you get us some stuff and nonsense ? ``

`` Sure, no problem, '' brand said, `` Butterbeers and some stuff from Honeyduke 's sound thoroughly ? ``

`` Yeah, that 'd be corking. ``

`` What should we get him for a demo ? '' Rose asked.

`` Hmm, I dunno ... '' lav stopped to cerebrate, `` poppycock from Weasley 's is always good. ``

`` How about a Chudley cannon jersey ? '' Albus suggested.

`` Sounds thoroughly ! '' John the Divine agreed. blush wine and Amanda nodded their heads.

`` Anywhere in Hogsmeade that you could get one of those ? '' Albus asked his cousins.

`` The Quaffle Shop should birth it. I 've only been there once. It just opened up this past summer, '' Bradley told them, `` I can get you one. ``

`` Thanks ! '' Albus grinned.

`` But you 'll bear to give us money for everything, '' mug told them.

Albus, John, Rose, and Amanda each forked over a yoke reap hook and handed them to Mark.

`` Ok, we 'll get the stuff and grant it to you when we get back, '' Bradley said, and he and fool rejoined their friends on the former side of the vernacular room.

`` It 's really rotten luck that he 's going to be in the hospital extension on his birthday, '' John the Evangelist commented.

`` Yeah, but we 'll try to urge 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 convert dame Pomfrey. She 's got some snappishness, '' John laughed.

`` Just as long as we do n't ask her too many enquiry, '' rosiness said, `` Amy obviously does n't want anyone knowing about Matt 's, er, problem. ``

`` We wo n't, '' Albus told her, `` Hopefully Madam Pomfrey will just let us in and we wo n't involve 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 homework ? ``

`` Yep, '' they all answered.

`` good Nox, then, '' rose wine got up and walked over to the girl 's dormitories.

`` I guess I 'll go to bed, too, '' Albus put his books away and got up.

`` Me, too, '' John and Amanda put their hooey away. Amanda caught up with rosebush and followed her up the stairs.

King John headed up to the boy 's dormitories with Albus. As Albus got ready for bed, he thought about matt 's birthday party. He hoped that lusterlessness would be up for it, and that Madam Pomfrey would let them in. Hopefully, they would be able to have the company and that it would jolly along him up. He also wondered how much farsighted matt would be capable to keep his closed book from his admirer. Albus only hoped that someday, he would trust them enough to tell them. He got into bed and his sentiment drifted to Scorpius Malfoy and how suspicious he was about matt. Would they be able to keep him from finding out ? And what would happen if he did discover out one day ? The thought of Scorpius finding out care Albus right until he fell asleep.

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`` His apotheosis will be realized, '' a cold voice surrounded Albus.

`` Whose saint ? '' Albus asked.

`` The one you fear the most, '' the voice answered. It was coming from a clothe figure that was circling Albus. They were in a nighttime, small room. Albus was sitting in a hard chair in the middle.

`` Voldemort ? '' Albus responded nervously, `` But he 's idle. ``

`` It does n't matter ! '' the part screamed, `` There are others to carry out his plans ! ``

`` They 're all in Azkaban. '' Albus tried to make out who the cloaked figure was, but it was too dark.

`` 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 s ago.

`` Oh, I think you can, '' the flesh pulled out his wand and pointed it at Albus. He muttered a spell and Albus 's hands and ft became bound by magic rope. `` Now, maybe you can tell me where the Hallows are ? ``

Albus 's optic widened and he stared at the man, `` What do you cognize about Hallows ? ``

`` Not nearly as a lot as you do, '' the man answered, `` Now enjoin me where they are ! ``

`` I do n't know ! '' Albus shouted, feeling the circle constrict his custody. He winced in pain.

`` I 'm sure enough you do ! ``

`` NO ! I do n't ! '' The ropes dug into his carpus even more as he felt the circulation to his hands being cut off.

`` William Tell me ! '' The man forcefully shook Albus 's chair. `` You do n't desire to know what I 'll do if you do n't ! ``

`` But I do n't even know what Hallows are ! '' Albus screamed in botheration, `` What are they ? ! ``

`` You know perfectly well what they are ! Now tell me where they are ! ``

`` NO ! ``

`` Tell ! '' the man shook the chair so heavily it fell over, taking Albus with it. He screamed as his headway hit the cold, hard floor.
`` Albus ! '' an anxious voice whispered, `` awake up ! ``

`` No, no, no, I do n't get laid what they are ... '' Albus moaned in his sleep.

`` It 's just a pipe dream, arouse up, '' a affectionate hired man shook him gently, and Albus wrenched his heart open. He saw John looking down at him with a scared look on his face. Bilius and Ethan were behind him, glancing around nervously.

Albus rubbed his eye and noticed he was not on his bed anymore. He was laying on the floor, in a snarl of blankets. He was sweating profusely and his heart was beating fast.

`` Should I get Madam Pomfrey ? '' Bilius asked tentatively.

`` Maybe we should get prof Potter, '' John responded.

`` Is he back yet ? '' Ethan questioned.

Albus started to detangle himself from the bedclothes. He knew what the dream had been. And he knew he needed to see his dad as soon as possible. `` I 'm delicately, I 've just got to go talk to my dad. ``

`` D'you want me to go with you ? '' John asked.

`` No, I 'll be alright, '' Albus got up and rummaged in his trunk for his dressing robe.

`` Are you sure ? You do n't attend too unspoilt. ``

Albus pulled on his robe and stepped into his shoes, `` I told you, I 'll be o.k.. '' He left the dormitory and went down to the deserted common room. A glance at the clock told him it was just past times four a.m. He was about to exit through the portrait maw, when he remembered what his dad had told him over Christmas. No more wandering the corridors. He looked around the room to try and ascertain a portraiture that was awake. He spotted one in a picture of a herd of cattle, it was a short circuit knight riding atop a fat pony.

`` Excuse me, '' Albus asked tentatively as he walked over to the moving-picture show, `` 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 mortal for me. ``

The knight puffed out his chest and turned his trot towards Albus, `` A quest ? ``

`` Er, well, I suppose you could view it a quest. Who are you ? ``

`` I, am Sir Cadogan, at your service ! '' the knight saluted Albus and bowed his head low.

`` Um, ok, and I 'm Albus Potter. I was wondering if you could go get my dad. Harry ceramist. ``

`` Harry Potter ! Quite the skillful young lad, I remember him well. I helped him on a quest once ! And you are his son. fountainhead, I shall help you on your quest. I shall not let scoundrel nor beast break me ! I will find your dad or I shall cash in one's chips trying ! ''

`` Thanks, then, '' Albus responded, thinking that this was the unknown portrait he 'd ever met. And that he 'd give to ask his dad about the 'quest'Sir Cadogan had helped him with. `` Just tell him to come to Gryffindor tower, and that it 's very important. ``

`` I will do just that ! '' the unknown knight replied, `` Off I go then ! Nothing shall stop me. Sir Cadogan lets nothing get in the way of his seeking. A quest to detect the great Harry ceramist ! On with ye, then ! '' he shouted at his pony. Sir Cadogan traveled through a few portrayal in the commons way, waking up the resident and earning nasty looking from them as he went. Eventually, the dissonance died down and Sir Cadogan exited the room.

Albus looked around the plebeian room as he waited for his dad. It was very different in the dead of Nox. He was the sole occupant and had his choice of places to sit. As a maiden yr, Albus rarely got the good arm chairs near the fire. He walked over and sat down in one, but as the flak had died away hours ago, it was just as inhuman as the rest of the way. Albus sighed as he stared into the empty fireplace. What had that dream meant ? Who was the hooded figure and why did they think that Albus knew where the 'Hallows'were ? As Albus thought about this, he realized that as atrocious as the dreaming had been, it did pay him More info on the 'Hallows'. He now knew that they were objective. Objects that someone was trying to locate and probably steal. He would have to recite Rose when she got up. But what were the 'Hallows'? And why did this someone want them ? It must feature something to do with Voldemort 's 'ideals', of course. Whoever was creating these dream in Albus 's brain must want to try to carry out Voldemort 's plans. The very thought of another Voldemort sent shivers up Albus 's spine. He jumped as he heard a stochasticity behind him. When he turned around, he noticed that Sir Cadogan was back in the moving picture of the cows. Albus got up and walked over to it.

Sir Cadogan placed his brand into its holster and saluted Albus, `` I have had winner with the pursuit ! The Great Harry thrower 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 villain gets by Sir Cadogan ! ``

`` right field, '' Albus responded.

`` fountainhead, then, I 'll be off ! '' Sir Cadogan drew his sword again, `` But if you are ever in motive of knightly service again, be for sure to call on Sir Cadogan ! '' The foreign knight and his shot glass sped out of the portraiture, yet again waking the occupant of the portraiture 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 money of times I snuck back through here in the dead of Nox ... ''

Albus ran towards his dad and hugged him tight. Harry hugged him back and led him over to the large arm chairperson near the fervency. 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 utter to me. Would n't return me any contingent, just said it was urgent. I thought he was going to awake half the castle, the way he was shouting through the corridors, '' Harry laughed.

Albus looked at his dad and laughed nervously, `` He was the only one awake. Seemed very eager to go on a pursuit. And he said he 'd taken you on a pursuit once. I 'd like to acknowledge all about that. ``

Harry grinned, thinking back to the prison term in his third twelvemonth when Sir Cadogan had led him, Ron, and Hermione to the fortune telling classroom. `` Of course. How could I forget that ? I was in third year and your Uncle Ron, Aunt Hermione, and I were trying to chance the prophecy elbow 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 guard the Gryffindor park way entryway after Sirius slashed the Fat peeress 's portraiture. Of course of study, everyone thought he was a batch manslayer and when Sir Cadogan let him into the tower later on, his days as the guard of the room 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 dream, '' Albus whispered, `` Only this one was different. ``

Harry 's smile faded away and was replaced by a more serious flavor, `` What happened in this one ? ``

Albus quickly rehashed the dream to his dad, and by the end he was shaking again and almost in crying. Harry wrapped his munition 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 aid confirm what I thought this was leading to. ``

`` And what would that be ? '' Albus asked, blinking back his tears.

`` I 'm grim, but I ca n't secernate 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 you. I will tell apart you sometime down the road, though, '' Harry responded, `` Anyway, Hermione tells me your Occlumency lesson are going well. ``

`` Apparently not well enough, '' Albus groaned, `` After tonight 's nightmare. ``

`` It takes a while, Al, and it 's harder when you 're sleeping. ``

`` I know, and I am trying. ``

`` I know you are. ``

`` So, '' Albus said, changing the content, `` Did everything go ok at the Ministry ? ``

`` Oh, that went fine, '' Harry told him, `` Everything 's smoothed over. Rita Skeeter 's received a word of advice and so has the editor of the prophesier. ``

`` Everyone here 's been pretty worried. Rita Skeeter succeeded in scaring everyone, '' Albus responded.

`` Yeah, but it 'll die down. Once the next Quidditch match comes around it 'll all be forgotten, '' Harry grinned, `` Nothing like Quidditch to take your mind off everything. ``

`` Definitely, '' Albus agreed, `` Next match is in three weeks. Hufflepuff vs. Ravenclaw. I bet Ravenclaw will win. ``

`` You 're probably veracious. 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 stratum later on, Al, '' Harry stood up and gave his son one last hug, `` I love you. ``

`` Love you too, '' Albus watched as his dad left the common room. He smiled as he walked up the circular stairway to the dormitory room. He felt a whole lot better after talking to his dad.

`` Albus, '' John whispered from his four bill sticker 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 minute of arc ago, '' John told him.

`` goodness. I had another one of those dream where someone 's using Legilimency on me. ``

`` I figured. Was it the same one ? ``

`` No, this one was different. My dad says it confirms some of his intuition, which is n't really good. He 'll take upkeep of it, though. ``

`` Good. So he 's back, then ? ``

`` Yup, everything 's fine with the Ministry and the Prophet, now. Well, Rita Skeeter and the editor of the prophesier got into a bit of trouble, '' Albus laughed.

`` That 's groovy ! I 'm glad your dad 's back. Now things can get back to rule. Well, as normal as they ever are around here. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said softly, `` Well, estimable night. ``

`` 'Night. ``

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Albus did n't get much nap that night. Thoughts of his new nightmare kept him up the remainder of the Night. He gave up trying to kip by 7am and got up. By the time John the Evangelist woke up, he was ready to go to breakfast. The two boys 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 nightmare during breakfast and was very quiet. John and Amanda did not notice this because they were in the middle of arguing about whether the Potions essay had to be a substructure of parchment or just six column inch. Albus suspected Amanda was right 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 determine if anyone was paying tending to them, luckily, no one was. `` Yeah, I had another weird dream finis night. This one was unlike. ``

`` Really ? '' Rose stared at him with wide eyes. `` What was it about ? ``

`` Ca n't tell you here. I 'll tell you at tiffin. I 've got to tell James IV, too. The rough-cut room should be empty when everyone 's at lunch, '' Albus whispered.

Morning classes seemed to drag on forever. Albus kept looking at the clock throughout both DADA and appeal, waiting for luncheon. He really wanted rosebush 's opinion of the dream and could n't wait to narrate her about the Hallows face of it. Harry started pappa by telling the class that everything was straightened out with the Ministry and they had nothing to worry about. Albus suspected he was going to say every class that. charm was just as horrible as usual, and it ended with Washburn rescheduling the detention that Albus could n't hang early due to Occlumency. He would be doing line of products at high noon on Sat.

Once magic spell was over, Albus and Rose went to find James. Rose had told Saint John and Amanda that the Potions essay did birth to be a foot, so John was spending his lunch in the library trying to amount up with another half foot of essay. Amanda had gone along to help him. Albus and Rose found James in the Great Hall and after the three of them ate a rushed tiffin, they headed up to the common room. It was, as suspected, deserted.

`` Ok, so what 's so authoritative that I had to practically skip tiffin for ? '' King James I asked once they were in the room.

`` I had another funny dream lowest night, '' Albus told him, `` This one was different. '' Albus explained the dream in contingent, including the part about the Hallows.

James and Rose stared at Albus for a few moments before rose spoke, `` Well, this is is kind of good. Now we know that the Hallows are objects. I was almost thinking that they were a series of spells or something. ``

`` But we still do n't know what they are, '' James sighed.

`` Or why I should have it away where they are, '' Albus stated, `` This would be a whole lot soft if Dad would just order us. ``

`` But he wo n't, '' Henry James replied angrily.

`` And I hate to say it, but I do n't retrieve we 're going to line up any answers in the library. We 've looked in practically all the leger that have to do with the war and I 've looked through all the Prophets from that class, too, '' Rose told them.

The three of them stood in silence for a few minutes, trying to guess of some answers. James had started pacing. Albus sat down in a chair and tried to think of some other way they could find out what the Hallows were.

`` fountainhead, let 's go over the clues again, '' rose announced, `` The Hallows are something closelipped, and our parents wo n't order us what they are because they do n't want us to order anyone. None of our aunts or uncles or cousins know about them either. So, maybe it 's just our parents who know about them ? If that 's true, then no admiration we could n't find the reply in a Quran. None of our parents have ever written a book. ``

`` Yeah, '' James agreed, `` It 's got to be something just our parents know about. ``

`` Well, they were the ones who destroyed most of the Horcruxes. Maybe it 's got something to do with that ? '' Albus suggested.

`` That could be, '' James agreed, `` If only there was somebody else we could ask about it. ``

The elbow room fell understood again, as they sank into their thought process again. Suddenly blush 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 trust I did n't think of it before ! ``

`` Well, who is it ? '' Albus asked.

`` Dumbledore ! ``

`` What ? ! '' Saint James the Apostle shouted, `` But he 's dead ! ``

`` I know that, '' Rose said, `` But there 's a portrait of him in Kendrick 's bureau ! ``

`` Oh, yeah. ``

`` Anyway, '' Rose began, `` Dumbledore 's the one who told Uncle Harry about the Horcruxes, so he might acknowledge something about the Hallows, too ! ``

`` That 's star, Rose ! '' Albus grinned at her.

`` Thanks. We just have to figure out how to get into Kendrick 's business office. ``

`` That could be slick, '' Albus said, `` Either of you know where his authority is ? ``

pink wine and James shook their question. `` Neither do I, '' Albus sighed.

A implike smiling spread across rose 's font, `` But I know how we can get in. ``

The boys looked at her skeptically. `` How ? '' St. James the Apostle asked.

`` Well, if you get in enough trouble, you get taken to Kendrick 's post. ``

`` But what if we get expelled ? '' Albus asked warily.

`` Do n't interest, you wo n't. ``

`` You 've got a programme, then ? '' James inquired.

`` sorting of, '' Rose told them, `` I 've got a shadowy idea. It 'll be me and Albus who are doing it. I 'm going to get some kind of mayhem in Washubrn 's class- ''

`` Washburn ? ! Are you crazy ? '' Albus shouted.

`` Just let me explicate. Washburn does n't hate me nearly as often as he hates you. So he 's going to assume the pandemonium was caused by you since we sit at the same table. He 'll start shriek, which will probably cause another teacher to come track. Washburn will narrate that teacher what you supposedly did and you 'll get taken to Kendrick 's office. You 'll lecture to Dumbledore 's portrait about the Hallows. simple as that. ``

James and Albus looked at her with shocked aspect on their faces. `` But I 'll get in huge trouble, '' Albus said flatly.

`` No, you wo n't, '' rosebush assured him, `` I might, but you wo n't. After Washburn dismisses the class, I 'll run to Uncle Harry and recount him it was really me who caused the beguilement. ``

`` But I do n't want you to get in trouble, either, '' Albus told her.

`` It 's ok. I have hardly been in trouble at all this twelvemonth. Anyway, all we need is the distraction. ``

`` I 've got it, '' James announced, `` One of Uncle George 's fireworks. I 've got a whole supply up in my dormitory. ``

`` Excellent ! '' Rose said excitedly, `` And I 'll just recount Uncle Harry that it went off accidentally. I 'll probably just end up with note 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 week to do it, since you just got a hold from Washburn, Albus, '' rose wine told them.

`` Ok, just let us know when you think we ought to do it, '' James responded.

`` I will, '' rose assured him, `` We 'd better be off to class. See you later. ``

`` Bye, '' Albus said to William James as he followed pink wine to Potions. He was excited and nervous at the same time at the prognosis of talking with Dumbledore about the Hallows. Would he finally learn what was being kept from him ? Only time would tell.

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A/N : I 've done it again ! I merged 2 chapters, due to the shortness of each. This resulted in the longest chapter yet. Hope you enjoyed it !

Thanks as always to my genus Beta and sister, Dancer of Starlight. She has been especially helpful in coming up with characters for Albus 's thirdly twelvemonth. Thanks as well to my buddy and other sister, and to inkheart for the review !

Disclaimer- As usual, I do not own Harry Potter

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The rest of the calendar week flew by in a flurry of classes and homework. Albus and his Friend found that they had no prison term to do anything other than prep during their spare fourth dimension. They had not even found meter to chaffer flatness, but they did n't even know if he was alive yet. Rose was already freaking out over the end of term examination, which were still over four months away, and was using every waking minute to analyze. Albus was not yet worried about exams and was more have-to doe with about just completing all the assigned homework.

Quinton Willinson had not bothered Albus or any of his champion since Albus had left the Hospital Wing. Albus was not sure whether this was due to Willinson 's upcoming N.E.W.T. examination, the gravid amount of detention he received, or concern 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 metre being. However, the Lapplander could not be said about Scorpio Malfoy. Malfoy continued to tease Albus, Rose, John, and Amanda about what was amiss with matt whenever they were in family together. Albus found this more rag than anything else, because Malfoy rarely ever brought out his baton during these confrontations. Malfoy kind of remind Albus of his Great Aunt genus Petunia because she was also very nosey. Malfoy stood no chance of ever finding out about Matt from Albus or the others, but Albus did occupy about what would materialize if Malfoy found out on his own.

Albus slept late on Saturday morning and woke up with just enough time to snaffle a snack to eat in the Great G. Stanley Hall before rushing off to his detention with Washburn. As much as Albus hated these detentions, he had become variety of immune to them. Albus had been upset about the first few, but lately he had started to select them in stride. As long as it was just lines, Albus did n't occupy about them too much.

When Albus arrived in the Charms classroom at noon, professor Washburn was sitting at his desk with the usual frown on his typeface. `` Sit down, ceramist, '' he barked.

`` Yes, sir, '' Albus responded quietly while taking a seat at the front man table.

`` Get out your parchment and ink. Write'I will not misbehave in magic spell'until I tell you to kibosh. ``

`` Yes, sir, '' Albus repeated as he took out a roll of parchment and a quill. He started to write. Washburn never told Albus how many time he would have to save the product line. He supposed Washburn liked to go on Albus there until he looked sufficiently tired and uncomfortable. Washburn had no way of knowing how many lines that would conduct. However, he never kept Albus in detainment for less than an hour. Albus kept repeating the stemma on his parchment while trying hard not to look at the clock. He found that looking at the clock just made the time go by slower. Eventually, Albus stole a glance at the clock and found that it had only been 45 min. He sighed.

`` You say something ? '' Washburn growled.

`` No, sir, '' Albus said without looking up from his paper. He wrote a few more lines and was startled when he heard footsteps come into the room. He glanced up to see that a tall man he did n't recognize walking towards Washburn. The man was wearing a Black cloak and had short-change John Brown hair. It reminded Albus of the kind of haircut Muggles in the 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 eternal sleep of term. ``

Albus nodded, but did n't say a word. The strange man followed Washburn into his office and exclude the door behind them. There was silence for a moment and then Albus was capable to learn parent voices coming from the power. They had forgotten to cast Muffliato before they started talking. It sounded like they were arguing about something, but Albus could n't induce 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 office for about fifteen second before Washburn stormed out of it, looking quite angry, followed by the other man who seemed rather composure. Albus quickly picked up his quill feather 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 fill in it soon. '' Then the man left, shutting the door behind him.

Washburn stared at the binding of the room access for a few moment, before turning and glaring at Albus. `` You 're done. Get back to your park room, '' he seethed.

Albus did not hesitate. He got up quickly and ran out of the elbow room. Today 's detention had been much brusk than others. Albus suspected that this was due to whatever Washburn and the other genius 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 assist but wonder if the Charms professor was involved with something evil. He ran all the way to the plebeian room to narrate his protagonist what he had overheard.

When Albus rushed through the portrait gob, he immediately spotted his Quaker at one of the tables. He grabbed a chair and sat down following to Rose.

`` That was curtly, '' rose commented.

`` I know, I lucked out today, '' Albus responded, `` But I 've got to tell you about Washburn. ``

`` What about him ? '' John asked, looking up from his book.

`` In the midsection of my detention, some unknown genius came barging into the room, '' Albus told them.

`` Who was he ? '' Rose asked.

`` I dunno, that 's the thing. I 'd never seen him before. ``

`` What did he look like ? '' Amanda asked. Albus described the man, but none of his Quaker recognized the description either.

`` Maybe he was a parent of one of the educatee, '' Rose suggested.

`` Who knows ? '' Albus said, `` But he got into a huge argument with Washburn. ``

`` Well, that 's not difficult, '' Saint John the Apostle laughed, `` Anything will set him off. ``

`` What did they argue about ? '' Rose asked.

`` I 'm not sure. They were in Washburn 's situation. I could n't make out what they were saying, but they were definitely rowing about something. And then, right before the guy left, he said 'remember, this is your job to do and I want it done soon'to Washburn. Or something like that. ``

blush wine, St. John the Apostle, and Amanda stared at Albus for a mo before Rose replied, `` That 's so strange. So Washburn 's doing something for this wizard ? ``

`` Yeah, I think so. He 's definitely up to something. And I do n't intend it 's anything beneficial, '' Albus informed them.

`` You think they 're doing something evil ? '' trick asked skeptically.

`` Maybe, but I do n't really bed. ``

`` I dunno, '' John said warily, `` I mean, Washburn 's horrible to you and James, and all the Gryffindors, really. But I do n't know if he 's really into the Dark humanities or anything. ``

`` Yeah, '' rosiness agreed, `` That 'job'could be anything. It does n't give to be something bad. ``

`` But Washburn seemed so mad about it. Just seems weird to me. ``

`` It 's definitely suspicious, but I do n't think we should jump to conclusions, '' 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 travel to matt ? '' John asked a few minutes later.

`` trade good thought, '' Albus agreed, `` I hope ma'am Pomfrey lets us. ``

`` I hope he 's awake, '' pink wine closed her books and put them away in her bag.

`` We can at to the lowest degree try to convince brothel keeper Pomfrey to let us confab him on his birthday if she does n't let us today, '' Saint John reasoned.

The four friends packed up their account book and put them away in their dormitories. 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 alive and worrying about him. Albus had been worrying ever since the dayspring he found out flatness was a werewolf. But at the same sentence, Albus felt a bit angry that matt would n't entrust him with his secret. Albus 's intellectual position knew why Matt was n't very trusting, but could n't help wishing that Matt would confide in him. Albus supposed that part of this was due to his dad not trusting him with knowing what the 'Hallows'were. He wished more than masses would trust him.

When they reached the Hospital Wing, they noticed that the doors were still shut, and when Saint John the Apostle tried to open them, they found out that they were still locked as well.

`` This is n't a good star sign, '' John sighed.

Rose banged on the doors and shouted, `` Madam Pomfrey ! ``

A min later, dame Pomfrey opened the door a fling and stuck her brain out. `` What do you require ? ``

`` Is lusterlessness awake ? '' Rose whispered.

`` Yes, he woke up close Nox. ''

`` Well, can we see him ? '' pink wine asked hopefully.

`` No, I 'm distressing, but he really ca n't have visitor right now, '' Madam Pomfrey sighed.

`` Is he all right ? '' St. John the Apostle interrupted.

`` He 'll be fine in a couple of workweek or so. ``

`` Can we come visit him on his birthday ? It 's next Wednesday. please ? '' Albus pleaded.

Madam Pomfrey 's face 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 gladiolus he 's awake now, '' Rose said as they walked back to the common room, `` And we get to see him on his natal day. ``

`` Yeah, and we did n't even ask Amy to convert her ! '' toilet 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 scar were laughing.

`` Gotcha ! '' Bradley shouted.

`` We got your poppycock from Hogsmeade, '' mark told them. He handed them two purse filled with butterbeer and sweets.

`` Awesome, '' Albus took the bags.

`` And here 's the Chudley Cannons NJ. Although, what he sees in them ... '' Omar Nelson Bradley shook his promontory as he handed John the jersey.

`` Thanks, cat, '' Albus said to his cousins.

`` No problem, '' Bradley said, `` I remember the days of not being able to go to Hogsmeade. We always got Stanley and Heather to get our clobber for us. Glad those days are over now. ``

`` I ca n't hold off to go to Hogsmeade, '' toilet announced, `` Think of all the pranking clobber we 'll be able to buy. There 's only so often you can fit in your trunk and bring from home. ``

`` Endless theory, Ilex paraguariensis, '' print told John, `` Well, we 'd better be off. We 've put off the homework long enough. manoeuvre first, oeuvre later. That 's our motto. ''

`` Bad motto, if you ask me, '' Rose whispered as her cousins took off for the unwashed room.

`` They 'll survive, '' Albus assured her, `` Have n't failed a socio-economic class yet, have they ? ``

`` No, they have n't, '' pink wine agreed, `` We 'd better go, too. ''

`` Yeah, I 've still got to pen that all essay for Potions, '' Amanda sighed.

Albus groaned, `` I 'd forgotten about that. Have n't even started. ``

Albus, rosebush, 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 Clarence Shepard Day Jr., Albus and his friends debated about whether they should ask flatness how he wound up in the Hospital Wing when they went to see him on his birthday. Albus thought they should forefend the topic altogether, still believing that Matt would secernate them when he was ready. However, Rose thought it would seem suspicious if they did n't ask what happened, because if your friend gets injured, you would want to know what happened. As it stood right now, the just people in the castle who knew what really happened were the teachers, Amy, Albus, Rose, Saint John, and Amanda. Of course of study, no one knew that Albus and his friends knew what happened. Despite this, many mass asked them what happened. Albus just told them he had no theme and after a few days, they gave up asking. Albus had heard quite a few pathetic rumors about it. He overheard a few second class Hufflepuffs telling a mates Ravenclaws that lusterlessness had been attacked by a thestral. This Sami story had been repeated throughout the castle, only with a different brute being substituted each prison term, including a Hippogriff and a centaur. The Centaurus fib was especially ludicrous and Albus was sure the centaurs would not be glad if that story reached their ears.

In the end, Albus and his Quaker decided that they would ask matt what happened, but they would not dwell on the field of study. Albus was sure enough that Matt, or maybe even Amy, had come up with some kind of history to cover up what happened. Despite this, Amy was not telling anyone the story. She just ignored anyone who brought it up. Her champion, including Victoire, stayed closemouthed by her at all multiplication and would n't let anyone push the matter. Albus suspected that Victoire had already been fed the talk through one's hat level, but he did n't ask her about it.

After dinner party on February sixth, Albus, Rose, whoremaster, and Amanda found themselves walking to the hospital annex armed with party supplying and a wrapped present.

pink wine was the first to reach the door and when she went to rap, everyone was surprised to find oneself that the door pushed open. `` It 's unlocked ! '' rosiness gasped.

`` That must entail matt 's doing better ! '' Albus said excitedly.

`` Let 's go, then ! '' John pushed past Albus and pink wine and walked into the elbow room. Amanda followed him and then Albus and rosiness walked in. Albus spotted Matt 's bed, but the curtains were pulled around it. He did n't see Madam Pomfrey anywhere.

`` ma'am Pomfrey ! '' Rose shouted, `` Are you here ? ``

ma'am Pomfrey peeked her nous out from behind the curtains and smiled at them. `` Rose ! You can visit as soon as I 'm done giving him his evening potions. ''
`` Ok, thanks, Madam Pomfrey, '' Rose responded.

A few moment later, the nurse came back out and walked over to where Albus and his admirer were standing. `` What do you have in those bags ? '' she eyed their packages suspiciously.

`` Oh, just some Honeydukes poppycock, Butterbeer, and a present, '' Albus told her.

`` But none of it 's Weasley products, is it ? ''

`` No. ``

brothel keeper Pomfrey relaxed, `` Ok, good. The last matter I need is to feature this lieu destroyed while you have your party ! You can go see him now. ``

Albus ran to the bed, followed by his friends, 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 curtain opened.

`` Hey, lustrelessness ! '' Albus grinned and sat down at the end of the bed. `` How are you ? ``

`` I 'm all right, '' Matt replied hoarsely, `` But I 've been better. ``

`` Glad to see you 're awake, match, '' privy sat down side by side to Albus and set the bag of party clobber on the floor.

pink wine and Amanda smiled and sat in chairs that Amy had conjured after they came in. rosiness pulled the curtains closed and handed Matt his nowadays. `` glad Birthday ! '' everyone shouted.

`` Thanks, guy cable ! '' Matt grinned and tore unfold the wrapping. `` Wow ! A Chudley canon jersey ! This is brilliant ! ``

`` I 'm gladiola you like it, '' Albus said, `` My cousin picked it up in Hogsmeade for us. They also got us butterbeers and sweets. ``

`` first-class ! '' Matt replied excitedly.

John picked up the bag and passed out butterbeer and jelly slugs. `` So, '' he began once everyone started feeding, `` What exactly happened to you ? We 've heard the craziest rumors. You did n't really get attacked by a ruck of thestrals, did you ? ``

lusterlessness started choking on his butterbeer and Amy slapped him on the back. He gave her a distressed expression and then looked back at King John. `` Really ? '' he sputtered.

It was a bit hard to conceive that Matt had been attacked by thestrals, when Hagrid had the shoal thestrals very well rail. But on the other mitt, Matt did look like he 'd been attacked by a magnanimous animate being. He had partially healed cuts, bites, and scratches all over all his consistence. His blazonry and legs were covered in patch and just about all of his body was bruised. Albus could see how someone would distrust 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.

matte sighed and glanced at Amy, who gave him a look. `` It was n't either, '' lustrelessness began, `` I got a bit too close to the Whomping willow tree. ``

`` What ? ! '' St. John exclaimed, `` Really ?

`` Er, yeah, '' lusterlessness said.

Albus was debating about whether to ask Matt to elaborate or not when he continued.

`` I spent the night here when Albus took me that one Nox. Then I left in the aurora and went for a paseo on the grounds. I was n't paying care to where I was going and the tree gave me quite a beating. ``

`` Wow, '' Albus responded, `` I 'm gladiola you 're ok. ''

`` Yeah, '' John Lackland said, `` But when do you get to get out here ? ``

`` I 'm not really sure, '' lustrelessness told them, `` Not for at to the lowest degree another week. dame Pomfrey wants the cuts healed and the bruises faded before I leave. And I ca n't really walk that wellspring. ``

`` A whole week ? '' Rose exclaimed.

`` At least, '' flatness responded, `` I hope it 's not more. I 'm getting so bored. What 's been going on in the residual of the castle ? ``

`` Well, did you see that article Rita Skeeter wrote last week ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yeah, I read it yesterday. But Amy told me there was n't anything to worry about. ``

`` She 's right. But the hale castle 's talking about it. Dad thinks it 'll bollix over when the adjacent Quidditch mate arrives. ``

`` He 's probably flop, '' Rose agreed.

`` I hope I get to leave here before the succeeding mate. I do n't want to miss it, '' Matt said.

`` I hope so too, '' John took a sip of butterbeer, `` Nothing worse than missing Quidditch. ``

`` I can think of no less than ten things, '' Rose muttered.

`` I think we might have a chance of winning the cup, '' Albus said excitedly.

`` That would be so cool ! '' Amanda shouted, `` I love Quidditch. I was never into Muggle summercater, but Quidditch is awesome. ``

`` Definitely, '' John agreed, `` I never saw the point of Muggle sports, but I guess if you ca n't play Quidditch ... ''

They spent the following hour talking about Quidditch and everything else that was going on in the rook. Albus told Matt about how Xavier Goyle had melted his caldron in potions the early day. The potion had spread across the flooring and burned through Scorpius Malfoy and his friend, Helen Maria Fiske Hunt Jackson Limbert 's, horseshoe. The Gryffindors had thought this was very funny, especially when they found out that the potion had turned both male child feet pink. Other than that, nothing too agitate had happened in class during flatness 's absence. Washburn had continued being ugly to Albus and the other Gryffindors. In Transfiguration, they had started transfiguring Muggle pencils into quills. rosiness, John, and a yoke of the Ravenclaws were the alone 1 who had managed to do it.

After they had exhausted the topic of lessons, the conversation turned back to Quidditch. professional person Quidditch this time. No one seemed to cerebrate the Chudley Canons had any hope of ever making it to the Cup. Even Matt seemed to agree. No one had any idea who would be playing in the Cup this year, but it did n't matter much because it had already been decided that the Cup would call for billet in Union of Soviet Socialist Republics and none of them would get to go anyway.

Amy spent the entire sojourn sitting following to mat, so Albus was unable to share the contents of his newest dream or what had happened in detention the previous Saturday. Albus found out that Amy spent most of her spare prison term visiting Matt. He had never seen such a devoted sister before. Albus had thought his older cousins were protective, but they were zero compared to Amy.

Eventually, madam Pomfrey came back to tell them that they had stayed long enough and it was clock time for them to leave.

`` Well, I hope you can go out soon, '' Albus said as he stood up.

`` 'Night, Matt, '' trick cleaned up the leftover intellectual nourishment and put it back in the bag.

`` See you soon, '' rosebush told him.

`` Bye, '' Amanda stood up and followed everyone out from behind the curtains.

`` Bye, guy rope, '' lustrelessness yawned as they left.

`` He does n't front trade good, '' Albus whispered once they had left the room.

`` No, he does n't, '' rose agreed, `` But at least he 's awake. ``

`` soundly point, but I can see why Madam Pomfrey wo n't let him leave yet. Everyone would bombard him with questions about what happened, '' John pointed out.

`` I do n't think he knows you were in the Hospital flank that dark, 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 have been any time for him to cheat the undercoat. ``

`` Do n't target it out, though, '' Rose warned him.

`` I wo n't, '' Albus assured her, `` We agreed that we would n't say anything about what happened now that we 've heard the story. ``

`` He 'll bear to enjoin us eventually, '' John the Evangelist reasoned.

`` I know. I hope it 's soon, '' Albus said.

`` I bet it will be soon, '' Rose told them, `` How many narration can he fare up with about what happens every full moon ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said, `` I just hope it 's not spoiled next month. ``

No one said anything else the rest of the way to the plebeian way. Albus knew that everyone else was thinking what he was thinking. That it was very much a possibility that future month would be worse.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and genus Beta, Dancer of Starlight, and thanks to my early sister and my brother. Thanks to inkheart for the review.

You may experience noticed that I lost practically all my review article for this story during the site crash. 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 Tracks They Left bottom, which is about Albus 's 2nd year, will be posted as soon as I 've posted all of this one.

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As February progressed, the castle grounds were blanketed in even more Baron Snow of Leicester. The students found themselves going outside for sweet sand verbena scrap during very much of their liberal prison term. These games started out as cozy fun, but soon grouping of citizenry formed large teams that eventually led to each home having their own team. On affair, half the schoolhouse would be international participating. The plot usually resulted in a few students going to the hospital wing. The students also tracked quite a bit of blow and mud into the castle and Filch was not felicitous about it. He spent his clip lurking near the forepart doors, waiting to holler at anyone who came inside with muddy shoes. Albus and his friends participated in a few sweet sand verbena fights, but soon found that the elder students were able to bewitch sweet sand verbena and it was knockout for them to keep up. It was fun nonetheless, and even Rose took breaks from studying to unite in.

They also made sure to confabulate Matt every night. They told him the later newsworthiness of the palace and helped him with his homework. No one mentioned his trauma beyond a simple 'how are you ?'and Albus could tell that Matt wanted to avoid the discipline. Eventually, after a fully three calendar week in the infirmary extension, Madam Pomfrey finally let him leave. His bruises had faded, slice had healed, and was looking almost convention. By now, the total rook had heard the Whomping willow story, and Albus hoped that no one would ask any interrogation about it.

`` I am so glad to be out of there, '' matte said as he set his volume down on a table in the rough-cut elbow room the night he left the hospital wing.

`` I 'm sword lily you are, too, '' Albus sat down and took out his transfiguration book.

`` We all are, '' pink 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 right back, '' Albus told Matt, John the Evangelist, and Amanda as he got up. He went up to his dorm room and sat on the bed, waiting for his brother and cousin.

A few second later, Rose came into the way followed by a bewildered looking St. James. `` What is it ? '' James asked.

`` I think it 's clip for our plan, you know, about getting Albus to babble to Dumbledore, '' blush wine told them.

`` Now ? '' Albus asked in a scandalize quality. The more he had thought about that plan, the more nervous he became. It could go wrong in so many ways.

`` Yes, I think so, '' Rose replied adamantly, `` I 've given up the program library research. ``

`` Really ? ! '' James laughed, `` I 'd better shout the Prophet ! ``

`` Shut it, Jesse James, '' Rose said. `` Tomorrow, during Charms, I 'll set off the fireworks and you 'll get sent to Kendrick 's federal agency. And then maybe we 'll finally get some response. ``

`` All right, '' Albus sighed. His curiosity trumped his desire to not cause anymore trouble in Washburn 's class.

`` We 'll let you have it off how it goes, James, '' Rose told her cousin.

James grinned, `` Somehow, I think I 'm going to hear about it before I see you. This is brilliant, setting off fireworks in Washburn 's family .... ''

`` I 'm not talking about that ! '' Rose sighed, `` I 'm talking about the stuff with Dumbledore. ``

`` I know, but still. Blimey, I wish I 'd be there to see the looking at on Washburn 's face .... ''

`` No, you do n't, '' Albus replied, `` He 's going to be ashen. ``

`` Yeah, but that 's what we 're hoping for, '' blush wine said, `` It 's the solitary way to get into Kendrick 's power. ``

`` I know, I just wish there was a better way, '' Albus sighed.

`` Me, too, '' Rose said softly.

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Albus hardly slept at all that nighttime. He tossed and turned while worrying about the next day 's appealingness class. He finally gave up sleeping around six in the dawn and got up. Once St. John and Matt were up, the three of them headed down to breakfast.

Albus sat side by side to blush wine, who was already there, and served himself some toast. However, Albus was too skittish to eat it. He just kept glancing up at the stave table, where Washburn was doing his usual dawn brilliance at the students.

`` Are you ok, Albus ? '' matte asked, `` You do n't seem too honest. ``

`` I 'm just tired, I guess, '' Albus said quietly while glancing at rose wine. She gave him a sympathetic face, but did n't say anything. Amanda, John, and Matt had no idea what would be happening in Charms, of form, 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 OK, '' Albus assured him.

Albus could n't pay tending during dadaism. Harry lectured during the completely class, but Albus spent the whole sentence worrying about Charms. The class seemed to go by twice as fast as convention and before Albus knew it, it was over.

Albus walked to magical spell with rosiness, who told him that everything was set. The Weasley fireworks were in her bag, and fix to be set off. She did n't differentiate him when it would be happening, but Albus assumed it would be during the practical contribution of the class.

Washburn stormed into the room in his usual volley of fury. He went to his desk and took attending. When he got to Matt 's name, a strange grin appeared on his brass.

`` Nice of you to finally join us in category, Eckerton, '' he sneered, `` What 's it been ? Three weeks ? I certainly hope you 've been studying magical spell while you skipped class. ``

Albus glanced over at Matt, who was turning red and slouching down in his seat.

Washburn continued the attending and when he was done, he started lecturing. Albus 's mettle was pounding loudly now and he could n't make out a word Washburn said. All he noticed was that Washburn was calling on Matt to do every bingle question he asked. flatness had no estimation what any of the answers were and was looking more wretched each minute. Eventually, Washburn announced that they would be charming paper birds to fly. He said that this appealingness was much like levitation, and if one was capable of levitating a paper bird, they 'd be open of making one fly.

Albus groaned as he pulled out his wand. Levitation never ended well in this family, and he knew for a fact it would n't end well today. He glanced down at rosebush 's bag, which was sitting in between them on the floor. Once Washburn settled down to grade preparation at his desk, Albus noticed Rose change by reversal her wand from her paper razzing and towards her bag, which had been emptied of everything except the pyrotechnic earlier. She gave Albus a nervous flavor and muttered an incantation.

A tacky explosion erupted from the bag and a turgid hippogriff made of fire floated towards the ceiling. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at it. A few people screamed. Albus put on a mortified look while rose tried her outflank to look surprised.

`` Potter ! '' Washburn ran out from behind his desk and was in front of Albus within five second. Albus had never heard him scream so aloud. `` What on earth are you doing ? ! moldiness you always disrupt my socio-economic class like this ? ! Never have I seen such a blatant commotion ! '' He was shouting so loud now that Albus was surely everyone in the castle had heard him.

`` I 'll have you expelled from this castle ! '' Washburn continued, `` I 'll make sure you- ''

`` What is going on in here ? '' professor Patil came charging into the room and interrupted Washburn 's tirade. She saw the firework and pointed her baton at it. It disappeared immediately.

`` thrower has disrupted my class yet again ! He set off a firework while I was trying to teach ! '' Washburn informed her, `` And I will make sure there is some penalization ! He has gotten away with far too often. ``

`` well, I think this is a subject that is better taken up with the Headmaster, '' Professor Patil replied, `` Come along, Potter. ``

Albus nodded and got up from the table. So far, so good. The plan was going as well as it could be. He was going to throw it to the headmaster 's office. He followed Patil out into the hallway. Washburn glared at him as he left, his mouth opening and completion, but no words were coming out.

Professor Patil did not say a Bible the completely way to the Headmaster 's position. She led him up a few flight of steps and stopped in front of a stone gargoyle.

`` I 'm in the middle of teaching a category, so I 'll leave you here to see the Headmaster, '' she informed him. `` arctic duck, '' she said to the gargoyle.

The gargoyle opened to unwrap a handbill staircase. Albus stepped inside and climbed up. His heart was pounding as he stepped off the last step and came into a circular room. It was adorned with the portrait of preceding schoolmaster. There were all sorts of ash grey instruments on every surface, along with bookcases overflowing with Quran. In the book binding was a desk with a comfy looking chair behind it. Behind the chair was Professor Dumbledore 's portrait. Albus glanced around and noticed that he was alone in the room. Luckily, professor Kendrick was not there. Albus breathed a suspiration of relief. That was the one affair that could let gone wrong with the program. If Kendrick was there, then Albus would not throw a probability to spill the beans to Dumbledore.

Albus ran to Dumbledore 's portrait, tidal bore to get this over with, as Kendrick could turn back any minute. As he approached Dumbledore, he passed the only other portraiture that was currently awake. It was a portrayal of a greasy haired, hooked scent man. `` Getting into trouble, Potter ? Just like your father, '' the man said. It was Professor Snape.

Albus chose to ignore him as he reached Dumbledore. `` Um, excuse me, Sir, '' he started.

`` Hello, Albus, '' Dumbledore smiled, `` I wondered when I 'd be seeing you. But I must ask, what kind of fuss did you make to be sent here ? ``

`` I, um, er, well, it was n't me, exactly. It was Rose. But we assumed, hoped rather, that I 'd get blamed for it, '' Albus stammered.

`` Ah, you 've been wanting to let the cat out of the bag to me ? '' Dumbledore asked.

`` Yes, sir, '' Albus replied.

`` I will be glad to serve you, but first I really must know what you and rise did, '' Dumbledore insisted, `` I am rather curious. ``

`` wellspring, rosiness set off a Weasley firework in prof Washburn 's stratum, '' Albus confessed.

`` Interesting. I seem to remember her female parent doing the Saame in my stratum once, although I never could turn up it, '' Snape commented.

`` That 's certainly a creative way of getting to talk to me, '' Dumbledore replied, `` But I must secern you that a break way would be to send parole with another portrayal and I 'd be able to meet you in the usual room. ``

Albus slapped his question, `` I ca n't believe I did n't reckon of that ! Too late now. Anyway, what I want to talk about is private. ``

`` Oh, I understand. Ask away. ``

`` Um, well, over Christmas, Rose, James IV, 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 perceivable. I do think that if adults do n't want children hearing their conversations, they ought to use the proper spell against eavesdropping. ``

Albus grinned, `` That 's what I thought, but Grandma was pretty mad. She took away all of William James 's Extendable Ears. ``

`` What a shame. I always thought those were cunning. I wish they had been invented when I was your age. ``

`` Anyway, we overheard that they are keeping something from us. A secret, I guess. We always thought they told us everything about Voldemort, the horcruxes, and the fight at Hogwarts. But now we 're not so sure. They were talking about figuring out when to tell us something. Something they do n't want us to go around around, '' Albus informed him.

`` I see, '' Dumbledore replied with a attentive look on his face, `` Go on. ``

`` Well, Professor, we think we sort of know what it is. well, I heard them say one Bible and the same word was mentioned in these weird dreams I 've been having. I 've been having aspiration due to someone doing Legilimency on me. I 'm learning Occlumency, though. ``

`` That 's effective, '' Dumbledore said, `` I hope it 's going well. ``

`` Mine is, but James is n't doing so well with his. ``

`` Who 's education you ? '' Snape interrupted, `` It 's not your beginner, 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 incapable of the task. ``

`` He 's doing better now, '' Albus said defensively.

`` Who is teaching you, then ? '' Snape pressed.

`` My Aunt Hermione. ``

`` well, as much of a know it all she was, she 's probably a competent teacher, '' Snape approved.

`` Thank you, Severus, '' Dumbledore said, `` Now, continue, Albus. ``

`` Um, right. Anyway, I guess I was wondering if you could say me anything about the Hallows, '' Albus held his breath, waiting for Dumbledore 's reaction.

Dumbledore sighed, `` I was afraid that 's what you were going to ask. What do you know about them ? ``

`` Not much. My parents have n't told me anything, but I 'm somewhat certainly that 's what they 're keeping from us. Rose, Epistle of James, and I have been researching in the library about them, but we have n't found anything. All I know is that they are object and I learned that from my dreams. ``

`` Be measured not to consider everything those dreams tell you, '' Snape warned, `` That was one of your father 's problem. ``

`` Severus, '' Dumbledore said warningly and turned back to Albus. `` You will not find any information about the Hallows in the history books about Voldemort. And this is because there are few who know about their importance in the final examination battle. Many of those who do, do not believe it. ``

`` So, they do bear to do with the battle ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, they do, '' Dumbledore confirmed.

`` volition you tell me what they are ? ''

Dumbledore sighed again, `` I am afraid that it is not my station to tell you. That duty remains with your father. I will say you that they played an important role in defeating Voldemort, but beyond that, you 'll have to wait until your Father is ready to severalize you. ``

Albus groaned, `` But why ? Why wo n't he enjoin me ? ``

`` Adults have a drug abuse of keeping things from tiddler because they think they are protecting them. This is not always the fount, as I have learned on many social occasion. I made the same fault numerous meter, near of them involving Harry and the information about his past tense. ``

`` Oh, '' Albus responded, `` Do you know when he 'll tell me ? ``

`` No, although I do cogitate it will be soon. Perhaps within the next few months, '' Dumbledore revealed.

`` Months ? ! '' Albus shouted, `` I ca n't wait that long ! ``

`` longanimity is a right virtue, Albus, '' Dumbledore said, `` I know it 's severely to look that recollective. Which is why I will give you a little hint. ``

`` A trace ? Like where we can incur out about the Hallows without asking my dad ? '' Albus asked hopefully.

`` Not exactly. But before I get to that, I sense there is something else troubling you. ``

Albus thought for a moment before responding. `` 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 friend matte. He gets sick a lot, once a month to be claim. And I just found out he 's a wolfman. 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 schoolhouse year started. He and his parents had a get together with Professor Kendrick. ``

`` That was quick, thrower. I must say that I am pleasantly surprised that you found out so quickly. Your beginner never was able to put the hint together to figure out that Lupin was a wolfman. Miss Granger told him, '' Snape interjected.

Albus averted his eyes from Snape and mumbled, `` Er, rosiness is the one who really found out. I just confirmed it when I was in the hospital Wing the Lapp sentence as flatness. ``

`` Of course, '' Snape said flatly.

`` Severus, '' Dumbledore warned, `` Continue, Albus. ``

`` It 's just, lusterlessness has n't told us yet. He 's still trying to hide it from us. I just bid he 'd entrust me. It just kind of feels like no one trusts me. flatness wo n't tell me he 's a werewolf 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 recall it 's more complicated than you not being trustworthy. You, I believe, are very trustworthy. As far as Matt trusting you, I will tell you that he had a very rough puerility. He 's been through repulsion you ca n't even reckon. I do believe he trusts you, but I do n't call up he tells many hoi polloi about his lycanthropy. I know that he is very afraid about what will encounter if citizenry find out- ''

`` But it does n't matter to me ! Or John the Divine or Rose or Amanda ! '' Albus interrupted.

`` I know. But preceding experiences have caused Matt to be reluctant to tell anyone. Although I do think he will commit in you eventually. ``

`` So you agree that I should n't evidence him that I know ? '' Albus asked.

`` As long as he does n't know that you know, I think that would be a wise choice. ``

`` No, I do n't believe he has any idea that I know, '' Albus said.

`` goodness, '' Dumbledore continued, `` Now, I believe reliance is a two-way street. You want Matt to confide in you, but can you think of anything that you are keeping from him, and John the Evangelist, and Amanda as well ? ``

Albus wracked his brain, `` fountainhead, just the Hallows, but I do n't even know what they are. ``

`` The Hallows, that 's exactly what I suspected you were keeping secret. But why ? ``

`` Um, I guess I 'm not sure. It just seems like something that I should keep to myself. Since my parents have n't even evidence anyone, '' Albus reasoned.

`` Ah, but you wish your parents would tell you about them ? ``

`` Yes, but- ''

`` It might be wise to secernate your ally, Albus. Just because your parents have n't told anyone, does n't mean you have to go on it to yourself. ``

`` Really ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, and that is my tip to you. say your ally what you know about the Hallows. They just might be able to help you, '' Dumbledore told him.

`` You think they would have sex more than we could get from Word of God ? '' Albus asked skeptically.

`` There 's only one way to find out, '' Dumbledore winked.

`` All right, if you 're sure, '' Albus responded.

`` Good luck with that, Potter, '' Snape smirked.

Albus heard a door open behind him and he jumped. He had momentarily forgotten what he had done to get to Kendrick 's agency. As he remembered the Chaos in Washburn 's class, dread consumed him once more. What was going to happen ? Albus turned around and saw Professor Kendrick standing in the doorway.

`` Sit down, Albus, '' Kendrick said as he walked towards his desk.

Albus sat down in the hot seat in front of the desk while Kendrick sat down in his chair.

`` prof Patil told me what happened. Before we start discussing, I 'm going to ask prof Washburn to come in. Along with your dad. Hopefully we 'll be able to get to the bottom of this, '' Kendrick got up from the desk and went over to the fireplace. He threw a fistful of floo powder in and hurtle his head into the emerald flames.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight, as well as my other sister and my buddy. Thanks to Moonylupin for the review !
Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry ceramist

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`` Now, do n't carry to produce much more than a wisp of silvery fog on your first gear try, '' Harry told his stratum of eager one-seventh years, `` Patronuses are difficult for even the in force whiz to conjure. ``

`` But my mum and dad said you managed it in your third year, '' Christina Davies interrupted.

`` Well, yes, I did, '' Harry told his class, `` But I had terrific instructor and the motivation I needed to superintend it at such a immature age. Now, everyone think of a happy memory, just as we discussed- ''

`` alibi me, Harry ? '' The flaming in the schoolroom fireplace turned a bright emerald green and the headmaster 's brass appeared in it. The whole social class turned to look towards the fireplace and were shocked to see Professor Kendrick 's head.

`` Yes, Professor ? '' Harry answered in a put off tonus. Fireplaces had been installed in all the classrooms during the rebuilding of Hogwarts after the Battle in parliamentary law for the teachers to put across faster in the event of an emergency. Harry had never used his fireplace before and was a bit worried when he saw Kendrick in it.

`` Your son caused a gap in spell just now- ''

`` What did Epistle of James do this prison term ? '' Harry sighed.

`` No, not Epistle of James. It was Albus, '' Kendrick told Harry.

`` What ? ! '' Harry was baffled. He never imagined Albus would cause adequate trouble to be sent to the Headmaster 's place. Even King James had avoided that so far.

`` Yes, it was Albus. He 's in my business office right now and I 'd wish to discuss it with you and prof Washburn, '' Kendrick said

`` All right. I 'll forgather you in your office in a few minutes. ``

`` I 'll see you then, '' Kendrick 's head disappeared and the flaming returned to their usual orange.

The seventh years all turned their head teacher back to Harry, with looks of shock absorber on their faces.

`` What did Albus do ? '' Victoire asked, `` I ca n't imagine him getting in worry. ``

`` I really do n't make love what happened, Victoire, '' Harry answered.

`` Were his booster in on this, too ? '' Amy asked anxiously. Harry could evidence she was concern 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 clip to drop the ball off. `` We 'll continue with Patronuses next class. ``

Harry left the classroom as his pupil were packing up. He made it to Kendrick 's office in track record time, gave the password, and entered the elbow room. Kendrick was sitting behind his desk, with Albus and Washburn sitting in front of it. There was an empty chair between them. nobody was saying a Good Book. Both Dumbledore and Snape 's portraits seemed to be paying come together aid. Harry walked over to the vacuous chair and he noticed that Albus was shaking and he looked extremely scared.

`` Hi, Al, '' Harry whispered and gave his son a fast hug before taking the middle posterior. Albus remained quietly and he was staring straight at Dumbledore 's portrait.

`` Daddy wo n't be able to carry through you this sentence, Potter, '' Washburn sneered.

`` That 's sufficiency, Jameson, '' Kendrick said calmly, `` Now that Harry is here, could you please excuse to both of us what happened ? ``

`` I was trying to teach and all of a sudden, there was an burst and a firework emerged from the table he was sitting at, '' Washburn squabble, `` He set it off to induce a disruption. He 's been doing it ever since the origin of the class. ``

`` Is this dead on target, Albus ? '' Kendrick asked. All three adults turned to look at Albus, who was sinking downcast in his seat. He did not say a word.

`` Of course it 's genuine ! '' Washburn growled after a few bit of silence.

A loud banging disrupted their treatment. Harry turned away from Albus and looked at the office 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 breathing time and looked flushed. `` Do n't. eject. 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 esteem my conclusion. I will not throw out Albus, but there will be a penalisation. ``

`` No ! '' rosebush shouted. She walked towards Kendrick 's desk and stood in strawman of it. Harry followed and stood behind Albus 's professorship. `` It was n't him ! '' she announced.

`` What do you mean ? ! '' Washburn exclaimed, `` Of row it was him ! I saw him ! ``

`` No, you did n't. You saw it came from our table, there was no way you could recount who actually did it. Gospel According to John, Matt, and I were also sitting at that table, '' Rose explained.

`` What are you getting at, rosiness ? '' Harry asked. Now he was thoroughly confused about the whole event.

`` It was me, '' pink wine said simply, `` It was my firework. ``

`` You set off a firework during a class ? '' Harry was mystified. If there was anyone who was less likely than Albus to cause trouble during class, it was Rose. pink wine did eff causing bother, but she never did it during classes.

`` wellspring, 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 II is working on. They 're still in the testing stage. The ones that are supposed to actually evaporate if you vanish them, but then re-emerge an hour or so later. Only right now they permanently disappear. ``

`` That 's good, '' Harry breathed a sigh of relief. There were very much worse observational products that could have accidentally gotten set off.

`` Anyway, they 're very unstable right field now and they go off if there 's a lot of conjuration around, and we were practicing charming theme chick, '' Rose told him.

`` Why did you accept it ? '' Harry asked.

`` I, um, took it during Christmas falling out, '' Rose mumbled while looking at her feet.

`` What ? ! '' Harry exclaimed.

`` I found it at the burrow and did n't realize it was one of the experimental ones. I just realized that the former day. ``

`` And why was it in your bag ? ``

`` I was meaning to give it to you during DADA, but I forgot, '' pink wine confessed.

Harry sighed, `` All right wing. I guess that mystery is solved. ``

`` What about penalty ! 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 concluding, Jameson, '' Kendrick said firmly, `` Now, Albus and Rose, you should get going to your next stratum. Rose, you can do your transmission line with Professor Washburn tomorrow night at seven. ``

Albus and pink wine nodded. Albus got up and gave Harry a hug before he followed Rose out of the room. He still did n't say anything, but he looked a bit less scared than he had earlier and he had stopped shaking.

Kendrick stood up, `` I 'm beaming we got this all straightened out. I shall see both of you later. ''

Washburn glared at Harry and stomped out of the elbow room, slamming the room access behind him. Harry turned to leave behind as well, but stopped when he heard a familiar voice. `` Harry, I would like to discuss something with you, if you have time. ''

Harry turned around and saw the familiar spirit brass of Albus Dumbledore looking at him. `` Yeah, I 've got time. ``

`` I 'll bequeath you to your conversation, then, '' Kendrick said as he left his office.

Harry walked over to Dumbledore 's portrait, `` What is it, professor ? ``

`` I had an interesting conversation with Albus earlier. ``

`` Really ? '' Harry was very funny 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 kids had ever even heard of the Hallows.

`` The Hallows. He overheard you talking about them over Christmas holiday. He, King James, and Rose have been attempting to inquiry them in the library ever since. ``

`` They have ? ''

`` That 's what Albus told me. Naturally, they did not find any answer, '' Dumbledore went on, `` So, Albus asked me what I knew about them. ``

`` And did you tell him ? '' Harry asked anxiously.

`` I told him I do know about them, but that I could not give way him the answers he wanted. I believe that is your duty, Harry, '' Dumbledore responded.

Harry breathed a suspiration of relief, `` Thank you. ``

`` Why have n't you secernate them, Harry ? ``

Harry stopped to think. Dumbledore gazed at him while waiting patiently. `` Well, I guess because I do n't want a whole lot of people knowing about them. The final stage thing we need is to have person 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 tell apart the totally schoolhouse ? ``

`` I guess I am, '' Harry confessed, `` Especially William James. He 's always so aegir to tell everyone he meets fib about me. ``

`` He is proud of being your son, '' Dumbledore said, `` And I think if you expressed your headache about others knowing about the Hallows, they would keep the unavowed. ``

`` 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 small fry, then whoever wants the Hallows will be able to ascertain out where they are. ``

`` Perhaps. It is a tough outcry. But I 'm for sure you 'll always make the in good order determination in the end, '' Dumbledore replied, `` Were you ever planning on telling them ? ``

`` Yes, I was. ``

`` When ? ``

`` I 'm not surely, I guess, '' Harry responded, `` When they were a bit sure-enough, I suppose. But I was waiting for the aright moment. ``

`` And that moment might be approaching earlier then you thought, '' Dumbledore replied, `` Albus thinks you do n't bank him. ``

`` He does ? '' Harry sighed. This was getting more complicated by the moment.

`` Yes, he told me. He is a bit knock over about it. But it is aided by the fact that you are n't the only when one keeping a big mystery from him. ``

Harry paused to think. Who else was keeping secret from his son ? `` Oh, his friend, matte, right ? He has n't told Albus yet, has he ? ``

`` No, he has n't. But Albus and Rose have figured it out on their own. I do n't think he fully understands why Matt 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 complicated than that, '' Harry responded.

`` That 's what I told him. But that is an subject that 's between him and matt and there is n't lots you can do about it. What you can do is reconsider when you are going to separate your tyke about the Hallows. ``

`` Yeah, I guess I will. I just do n't want to rush into it. Maybe at the end of condition would be skillful. That way they can process the idea over the summer at domicile 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 bureau. He thought about what Dumbledore said on his way to the Great Hall for luncheon. What Dumbledore said made gumption, but he was still reluctant about telling his child about the Hallows.

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`` That was an impressive lie the Weasley young lady told, '' Snape said curtly to Dumbledore after Harry left.

`` Yes, it was, '' Dumbledore agreed.

`` But you did n't assure potter about it. ``

`` No, I did not find it was necessary. I do n't think anymore penalization would have accomplished anything. I ca n't guess Albus or Rose will do anything like that again in the near future, '' Dumbledore explained.

`` They did lie, though. They lied to the Headmaster. That deserves penalisation, '' Snape responded.

`` Perhaps, perhaps, '' Dumbledore said calmly, `` But, Severus, you did not distinguish Harry either. ``

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`` That was crazy, '' Albus shouted after he left the headmaster 's office with Rose. As soon as the gargoyle closed behind them, James River appeared in front end of them.

`` well, are you in huge bother, Albus ? '' he asked anxiously.

`` Luckily, no, '' Albus told his brother.

`` What happened, then ? '' James II pushed, `` Are you going to order us about your talk with Dumbledore ? ``

`` Of form ! '' Albus said, `` Just not here. What if someone heard us ? ``

`` There 's still an hr until our future class, why do n't we go up to the plebeian elbow room ? It might be discharge now, '' Rose suggested.

`` trade good estimation, '' Albus agreed. He started walking towards Gryffindor Tower. James and Rose followed, neither of them saying a word.

The common way was empty. Albus, James, and pink wine hurried inside and snagged the salutary armchairs near the ardour. St. James and rosiness looked at Albus expectantly, waiting for him to begin.

Albus launched into a extended explanation about his conversation with Dumbledore. James and rose wine sat quietly and did n't disturb him. Albus told them every bit of the conversation, except for the parts about Matt. Albus would state Rose about that later, after Epistle of James left.

`` So, Dumbledore knows ? '' James said after Albus finished.

`` Yes, he does, but he wo n't tell me often, '' Albus explained, `` Just recite me to ask my protagonist. ``

`` That 's so foreign, '' Rose furrowed her forehead, `` Why would they lie with anything about the Hallows if we do n't ? ``

`` Dunno, '' James commented, `` He was a bit mad, though. ``

`` Yeah, but he was superb. He has n't been wrong about much, '' Albus reminded them.

`` So, you think we should tell our Quaker ? '' rosiness asked.

`` I 'm not really certainly, '' Albus confided, `` I 'd be bequeath to try anything right now to reckon out what the Hallows are, but what if Dad 's mad that we told people ? ``

`` He ca n't be mad if we do n't even know what they are, '' James reasoned, `` As far as he knows, we 've never even heard the word 'Hallows'. ``

`` That 's honest, '' Rose said.

`` Well, Dumbledore seems to imagine that Dad 's going to secern us soon, possibly this twelvemonth, '' Albus reminded them.

`` Maybe we should give it another month or so ? '' rosiness suggested, `` Maybe something will turn up in the library. ``

`` Dumbledore said we wo n't retrieve anything in the library. The Hallows do have to do with Voldemort 's precipitation. He told me that much. And hardly anyone knows about that part, of course. ``

`` I guess we could ease up it a little while longer, to see if he tells us about them, '' James sighed.

`` Ok, then, we 'll hold back a bit longer, '' Albus agreed, `` Anyway, if Dad wo n't recite us, he certainly wo n't want our Quaker to cognise. ``

`` Yeah, '' James IV said, `` Oh, what punishment did you wind up up with ? ``

`` I got custody tomorrow night, '' Rose told him.

`` I got zilch, '' Albus grinned.

`` What ? ! '' James shouted, `` aught ? ``

`` Nope, nothing. ``

`` I convinced them it was me. Well, I convinced them the firework went off accidentally, '' rosiness explained the story she told about the experimental firework.

`` That 's amazing, '' James grinned, `` You must be an fantabulous prevaricator. ``

rosebush blushed and suppressed a smile.

`` Speaking of amazing, '' Albus started, `` How did you find out where Kendrick 's office is ? ``

`` That would be all me, '' James continued grinning, `` All my splendor. ``

`` What did you do ? '' Albus asked suspiciously.

`` Well, I expected to find Uncle Harry in his office after form, but he was n't there. I was so care you 'd get expelled before I was able to explain. So I went to see James so we could figure out what to do- ''

`` Let me tell him, rosiness, '' James interrupted, `` We ran back to Dad 's spot and that 's when I thought of how we could rule the position. brain you, I wish I 'd thought of it earlier and then you would n't have had to do the whole firework matter. ``

`` well, what was it ? '' Albus asked impatiently.

James reached into his robes and pulled a rather old looking piece of parchment out. `` The Marauder 's Map. ``

Albus stared at it and smacked his forehead. `` Of course ! Why did n't we think of it before ? ``

`` I dunno, but the persuasion just popped into my head. I 'm so glad Dad told us how it worked. We were capable to find Kendrick 's power, but of course the doorway was closed and we did n't know the password. But then we looked at the map and the petty dot labeled 'Rose Weasley'had a manner of speaking 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 immense problem. What if Dad 's using it ? ``

`` I do n't call back he is. It was n't sitting out or anything. We were n't even surely it was there, thought he might stimulate left it at house. I summoned it. It came flying out of the bed of a trunk that was shoved in the back of the storage closet, '' James explained.

`` Are you going to keep it ? '' Albus asked.

`` For now, '' James I told him, `` At least until I hear anything about Dad wondering where it is. ``

`` I hope you do n't get in trouble, James, '' Rose warned, `` Be careful. ``

`` I will, do n't worry. I 'd just like to get some roguery in, '' James grinned.

`` Be careful about who sees it, too, '' Rose insisted.

`` I 'm just letting Nathan and Bradley see it. And Cedric and Ben, of grade. They know all about it. And they keep asking when I 'd care to chip it. ``

rosiness sighed, `` mulct. Well, we 'd outflank get going to class. '' She stood up and walked towards the portrayal maw.

Albus got up and followed Rose, `` See ya later, Jesse James. ``

`` Bye, '' James waved.

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As the workweek progressed, Albus fell back into his usual Hogwarts act. His homework drove most of the intellection about the Hallows out of his headspring. He occasionally thought about telling whoremaster, flatness, and Amanda about them, but he decided not to. James, who was even to a greater extent busy than Albus, did not appear to be lingering on thoughts of the Hallows either. Between homework, Quidditch recitation, and Occlumency lessons, he hardly had any leisure prison term at all. Albus had yet to hear about any vex pranks that James had been able-bodied to pull off with the assist 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 moonshine. It fell on a Monday this month. The Sunday before it, Albus and his champion were enjoying a snowball fight on the grounds.

SMACK ! privy had sent a snowball at the back of Albus 's head and the force caused him to fall human face first into the abstruse snowfall. `` I 'll get you ! '' Albus shouted as he stood back up and formed a enceinte snowball. He sent it flying across the nearly empty Quidditch Pitch towards whoremaster. But John was too spry. He jumped aside and the snowball hit Matt instead.

`` Ha, ha ! '' John shouted gleefully. They were having a squad snow ball fight. It was whoremaster and rosebush versus Albus, matte, and Amanda. Saint John the Apostle seemed delighted that Albus had hit one of his own teammates instead. John rolled another coke ball and threw it at Amanda. It hit her square in the back. She in crook quickly made a snowball and threw it at rosebush. Rose jumped aside and the snowball sailed into the reason behind her. Despite the fact that Albus 's squad had three masses and St. John and rose were only two, John and rose wine seemed to be doing much better. John had a good arm and very undecomposed aim and was neat at dodging snowballs.

Albus quickly made another snowball and was about to cast it, but he noticed that flatness still had n't gotten up. He dropped his snowball and ran over to Matt and was hit in the psyche by a sweet sand verbena sent by John.

`` plosive speech sound the game ! '' Albus shouted and pointed to Matt. King John, Rose, and Amanda glanced over and immediately dropped their snowballs.

`` matte, are you all right ? '' Albus poked lusterlessness 's arm, but he did n't respond.

`` flatness ? '' John rolled him over onto his rear. Matt groaned. John pulled him up into a sitting position. `` We should probably go inside, '' John Lackland said to Albus.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed. He grabbed matt 's other arm and he and John pulled mat to his feet. `` I 'm sorry, I did n't think I threw it that hard. ``

`` I did n't reckon you did either, '' John agreed. They walked back towards the rook, supporting lustrelessness between them.

`` Maybe we should go to the infirmary wing, '' blush wine suggested.

`` No, no infirmary wing, '' lusterlessness whispered, `` I 'm fine. I 've just got to lie down. ``

`` Are you sure ? '' Amanda asked.

`` Yeah, I 'll be o.k.. Let 's just go back to Gryffindor, '' lusterlessness said.

They walked slowly back to Gryffindor Tower. By the metre they were at the commons way, Matt was capable to take the air unsupported, although he still did n't calculate good. Once they were in the room, Matt made a beeline for the dormitory. Albus and John the Evangelist went with him so they could plunge their wet cloaks and scarves.

`` Are you going to stay 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, '' whoremonger said. But by the metre the two son left the room, matte had already fallen asleep.

Albus and privy headed back down the rotary staircase and back into the plebeian room. The room was packed and very noisy. rose and Amanda had already settled themselves to doing homework at a small seclude table in a recess of the elbow room. Albus and John sat down across from the miss and took out their books.

`` So, '' Albus whispered, `` Is the full lunar month sometime soon ? ``

`` Yep, '' Rose told him without looking up from her preparation, `` It 's tomorrow. ``

`` D'you think it 'll be as bad as last meter ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I dunno, '' pink wine answered, `` I really do n't know why his transmutation are so bad. ``

`` I think he 's role of that subject area Uncle Bill was talking about, '' Albus told them, `` When I was in the hospital fender finis month, the healer mentioned a study, but Madam Pomfrey shushed him before he elaborated. ``

`` Then that might explicate it. But why would he be in the study if it 's just making things worse ? '' John asked.

`` Who knows what it was like before it, though, '' Rose commented.

`` trade good distributor point, '' John responded. The four champion sank into their cerebration and continued working on their homework in secrecy for a half 60 minutes. The noise in the common room made it difficult to carry on a conversation. Albus managed to finish his Charms homework, but it took him recollective than common since he was distracted by worrying about Matt.

Albus closed his magic spell book and put it back into his bag. When he looked up, he was surprised to see flatness coming over towards them. Albus sat back up and poked John, who was still working diligently on his Herbology essay that was due the adjacent day. Gospel According to John looked up as Matt sat down next to Rose.

`` What are you guys talking about ? '' Matt asked.

`` Not lots, really, we 're just doing preparation, '' John told him, `` I guess I 'll have to finish this after dinner. '' He closed his Herbology Quran and stuffed it in his bag.

`` You coming to dinner ? '' Albus asked matt, `` We were n't sure if you 'd be up. ``

A look of scare flashed across lusterlessness 's look, `` Why would you think that ? '' he asked quickly.

Albus glanced shiftily at John, `` Er, just because you did n't depend too secure after getting hit by that snowball. ``

Matt visibly relaxed, `` Oh, um, I 'm feeling better now. ``

`` That 's dependable, '' Albus answered. mat did depend a bit better, although he was still much paler than common. `` Let 's go eat, then. I 'm esurient. ``

rosiness and Amanda packed up their work and the group headed down to the Great G. Stanley Hall. Even though Matt went to dinner, Albus noticed that he did n't eat a great deal. After dinner, they headed back up to the rough-cut room to finish their homework.

`` I 'm still three inches short, '' John announced after he worked for another twenty dollar bill minutes on his Herbology essay.

`` Let me see it, '' Rose reached over and took John 's essay. She read it silently for a few minutes. `` You can expand on the USA of heller 's Snare in Potions. ``

`` Devil 's gin has utilisation in Potions ? '' can asked.

`` Yes, in more advanced Potions. It 's in the Book, '' Rose told him. John flipped through his Word and began working on his essay again.

Albus had finished his Herbology essay the previous day and was currently working on a papa essay that was also due the following day. `` Have you guys all finished the DADA essay ? '' he asked.

`` Yes, '' Rose responded without glancing up from her book.

`` Yeah, '' Amanda answered while working furiously on her star chart.

`` Huh ? '' matt picked his header up from his book. He had fallen asleep in his DADA book.

`` Have you finished the papa essay ? '' Albus repeated.

`` Oh, no, but I 'll get it done, '' Matt said tiredly and put his head back down on his book.

Albus glanced at pink wine, who gave him a worried flavor. Albus had a spirit that Matt would not be getting the essay done. They both went back to their body of work without saying a Word. A few moment later, someone tapped Albus on the shoulder.

`` Hey, '' mortal said from behind him.

Albus turned around and saw Victoire standing behind his chair. `` Oh, hi, Victoire. What 's up ? ``

`` Not much, '' Victoire sat down in the electric chair next to Albus. `` Amy and I just have to tell you something. '' Amy had sat down next to Matt and was trying to wake up him up.

`` What is it ? '' Albus asked. John, Rose, and Amanda had all looked up from their work and were waiting for Victoire to get on with it.

`` Quinton Willinson has finished his hold, '' Victoire told him.

`` Oh, great, '' Albus groaned.

`` I just thought you should hump, '' Victoire said.

`` Do you think he 's going to nark me anymore ? '' Albus asked.

`` He might. Detention certainly deterred him for a month, but who knows what could hap now that he 's done with detention. I 'd just watch out, if I were you. All of you. ``

They all nodded, except for matt, who was sleepily paying aid to something Amy was whispering in his ear.

`` Well, I 've got studying to do, '' Victoire stood up, `` You coming, Amy ? I still have n't finished that Arithmancy 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.

`` wellspring, this could be bad, '' Rose said once they left.

`` I know. He 's going to be livid after having custody 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 political party ? '' John asked.

`` No, surprisingly not. But I 'm not going to any even if he does. ``

`` I think that 's a near estimation. I wo n't either. We should try and head off Willinson, '' rose wine 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 thump him rather hard to arouse him up. Once they got up to the dormitory, Matt collapsed onto his bed and was asleep within minutes.

Albus lay awake for a patch before he managed to fall asleep. He was worried about mat and about what Willinson was going to do now that he was free from detention. Albus tried to clear his mind, but there were so many matter worrying him that he found it impossible. His sleep was filled with strange dreams, involving Willinson, along with the usual nightmare about the Hallows.

Albus went down to breakfast the succeeding morning with John and Matt. They were running late because it had taken John and Albus a while to wake Matt up. By the time they made it to the Great Hall, Rose and Amanda had already finished breakfast and were getting ready 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 grade in five minutes. ``

`` I know, it took us forever to get him up, '' Albus gestured to lustrelessness, who was leaning his head on his arm and not eating anything. rose nodded and glanced at Matt sympathetically.

Albus and John shoved a few slices of toast into their sass and then the group was off to pop. They managed to run into the way before the bell rang, but they were the last ones there. There was only one table available, the one in front, which happened to be decent in nominal head of the table Scorpius Malfoy and his friends sat at. Albus groaned silently and sat down at the table, hoping Malfoy would n't mention lustrelessness 's weariness.

`` I 'll collect your essays now, '' Harry announced once he 'd finished taking attendance. He got up and went around the way to collect the essays.

Albus handed his dad his essay and Harry moved on to Matt. matt was laying his head on his book and seemed to be asleep. Harry lightly tapped him on the shoulder. `` Huh ? '' Matt 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, prof, '' matte whispered, `` I tried to get it done last night, but I just ... '' his vocalism trailed off.

`` It 's all right, '' Harry replied, `` Try to experience it done by next week. I know I did n't give you much time, since I just assigned it Friday. ``

lustrelessness nodded and put his straits back down on the table. Harry went back to his desk and started the day 's lecture. `` Today we are going to continue- ''

`` Sir, '' Malfoy interrupted, `` Sir, why does he get extra time for his essay ? '' Malfoy pointed at Matt.

Harry sighed, `` I do not mean that is any of your vexation, Mr. Malfoy. ``

`` But it 's not very fairly, is it ? Why ca n't I have extra meter ? ``

`` You handed in your essay today, did n't you ? '' Harry asked.

`` Yes, why ? ``

`` wellspring, then, you obviously are in no need of extra sentence. If you ever think you need redundant fourth dimension for an assignment, just evidence me why and I may grant it to you. ``

`` But- ''

`` That 's the end of this discussion, Mr. Malfoy, '' Harry cut him off, `` Now, back to the moral .... ''

Harry lectured for the entire class. Throughout the first half of class, Malfoy repeatedly poked Matt with his baton to try and wake him up. Albus turned around and glared at him numerous times but Malfoy kept doing it. Eventually, Harry noticed and threatened Malfoy with detention if it continued. Albus was relieved when class was over, but they still had to create it through spell with the Slytherins. Although Albus knew even Malfoy would n't poke anyone with his wand in Washburn 's class.

`` So, first you get extra discourse from ma'am Pomfrey and now from prof ceramicist, too ? '' Malfoy glared icily at matte after they left the DADA room.

`` Just leave him alone, '' Albus growled.

`` I will rule out why, you can count on it, '' Malfoy stared at flatness, who had gone as blanch as a wraith when Malfoy said this.

`` Is there a trouble ? '' Harry had just left the classroom and was standing behind Malfoy.

Malfoy jumped as he heard Harry 's vocalism, `` No, prof. '' He gave matt one Sir Thomas More glare before taking off for the appeal 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 mat started to walk to charm. John, rosebush, and Amanda had gone on ahead, but Albus was staying behind to walk with Matt, who was walking considerably slower.

`` Late again, Potter, Eckerton, '' Washburn growled as they walked into the way. They headed for their usual back table and passed Malfoy on the way. He was smiling smugly at them, noticeably well-chosen that they were late. The family went by in its usual agony. Washburn seemed to have increased his hatred for Albus since the firework incident, if that was potential. He called on Albus for every motion, even though Albus never raised his paw. The only clip he did n't do this was when he chose to telephone on Matt, which was every sentence he fell asleep.

Much to Albus 's surprise, lustrelessness made it through double Herbology without going to the Hospital Wing. Albus was for sure that Neville would consume made him go after he tripped over a pot and banged his arm on the bench. But Neville just asked if he was all right and continued teaching.

After dinner, Albus and his friends found themselves taking a much needed prisonbreak from studying. They had all finished the homework that was due the next day and were relaxing at their usual board. Albus was losing horribly at whizz 's Chess to Rose, whose knight was currently beating up Albus 's pansy. John and Amanda were playing a rather cheap game of Exploding Snap.

`` You want to play, Matt ? '' John asked as he was dealing cards for the next round.

`` No, '' flatness groaned. He was curled up in an armchair near the table and was wincing every few minutes.

`` All right wing, '' John gave him a worried facial expression, `` Do you require me to go with you to the hospital wing ? ``

`` Not right now, '' matt whispered and closed his eyes again.

Albus glanced up and looked at his friends. They all had worried looks on their faces. Albus watched matt declination back asleep, which only took two minutes.

`` queer to D4, '' Rose announced, `` And checkmate. '' rosiness 's female monarch moved to the second power, overreach up Albus 's remaining bishop, and won the game. `` secure game. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Have you ever lost ? ``

`` I 've lost to my dad quite a few times, '' Rose said as she put her chess piece away.

Albus put his chessman back in their typesetter's case and folded up the display panel. 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 matt up. Matt opened his eye and groaned.

`` C'mon, it 's time to go, '' Albus heard Amy whisper. Albus looked at Rose, John, and Amanda. They were all watching Amy, too.

`` Ugh, no, '' matte whispered. But he sat up and winced.

`` It 's ok, fare on, '' Amy grabbed Matt 's arm and pulled him gently out of the electric chair. Matt got up and let Amy lead him out of the common room.

`` Has she ever taken him to the infirmary Wing before ? '' Albus asked once they left.

`` No, I do n't think so, '' Rose said.

`` She must suppose it 's going to be bad this prison term, '' John said glumly.

`` hypothesis so, '' Albus responded quietly.

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The four supporter were very subdued the rest of the eve. They all joined in a game of Exploding duck soup, but none of them were very into it. Although they did n't talk about flatness the rest period of the evening, Albus knew they were all thinking about him. Eventually, they just decided to go to bed.

Albus climbed into his four-poster bed and tried to fall asleep. He tossed and turned for minute, but sleep would n't come to him. He was too worried about Matt.

`` Are you awake, trick ? '' Albus asked once he was sure Bilius and Ethan were asleep.

Albus heard the bed to his right hand creaking as John the Divine turned over. `` Yeah, ca n't catch some Z's. ``

`` Me neither. ``

`` Maybe this month wo n't be as bad, '' St. John the Apostle suggested.

`` Hope so, '' Albus said, `` But even if it is n't as bad, he wo n't be in course 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 near, but I do n't mean like that. I mean something that 'll drop him off the trail. We ca n't let him find out, '' Albus explained.

`` Oh, right, '' John thought for a instant, `` 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 someone asks, we 'll just tell them Matt 's visiting his sick grandma. ``

`` Good idea, '' John agreed.

Albus yawned, `` Well, I suppose we should try and get some sleep. ``

`` Probably. salutary nighttime, then. ``

`` 'Night. '' After another time of day of laying awake, Albus finally fell asleep.

Albus woke up tactile sensation very fag, after only a few hour sleep. He went down to breakfast with trick and met rosebush and Amanda there, who were looking worried and not eating much.

`` Have you heard anything yet ? '' rose wine asked once Albus sat down.

`` No, have you ? ''

`` No. I have n't seen Amy at all and have n't had time to go to the hospital 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 sentence they got there, Slughorn was ready to start class, which meant Malfoy did n't have any time to ask where matt was. Since it was just a bingle period, Slughorn lectured during the stallion year and Albus had a hard time staying awake. He managed to take a few notes, but by the time the form was over, he felt in need of a nap.

`` Hey, there, potter, '' Malfoy ran up beside Albus just outside the door of the Potions classroom.

`` Malfoy, '' Albus mumbled and kept walking.

`` Could n't help but detect that Eckerton was n't in class today. You gon na tell me where he is ? ``

`` Visiting his gran. She 's not doing too well, '' Albus lied.

`` Really ? That 's interesting, '' Malfoy raised his eyebrows, `` After seeing him yesterday, I 'd have guessed he was the one who 's ill. ''

`` Maybe he 's just worried about his grannie, '' Gospel According to John said shortly, before turning down the corridor towards the Transfiguration room, `` Now we 've got to go to class. ``

`` See you, then, '' Albus said to Malfoy as he followed John to Transfiguration. Malfoy turned around and left without saying a word. `` I hope that worked. ``

`` Me, too, '' John agreed.

After Transfiguration, Albus and his friends ate a hurried tiffin and went to the hospital Wing. When they got there, Albus noticed that the doors were open. `` Well, that 's a skilful sign. ``

`` Definitely, '' blush wine agreed and walked inside. Albus, John, and Amanda followed her. The bed at the far end of the cellblock had the curtains drawn and all the other seam were empty. `` He must be in there, '' Rose pointed to the curtained bed.

`` Where 's Madam Pomfrey ? '' Albus whispered. The nurse did n't appear to be in the room.

John pointed to the curtains, which started to rustle, `` She must be back there. ``

A gap appeared in the curtains and Madam Pomfrey came out from behind them. She was carrying an empty methamphetamine 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 sidereal day, '' lady Pomfrey smiled.

`` So, it 's not nearly as bad as endure time ? '' Albus asked.

`` Oh, no, he 's much better this month, '' Madam Pomfrey set the empty glass down on a table and started writing on the clipboard.

`` Well, can we see him ? '' lavatory asked tentatively.

`` Sorry, but no. He 's sleeping right now. And I do n't suppose he wants visitant. He has n't told you yet, has he ? ``

`` No, '' John answered.

Madam Pomfrey sighed, `` Of row. well, I do desire he tells you soon. I have a opinion this whole thing would be easier on him if he was n't keeping it to himself. ``

`` I guess we 'll just see him when he leaves, then, '' Albus said.

`` I think that would be best. He should be ready to result on Thursday or Friday. You 'd outflank be off to class, '' Madam Pomfrey picked up the void ice and strode into her office.

As Albus walked to the common way to collect his books, he thought about what lustrelessness was going to do when he found out that they knew about his secret. Matt seemed so bang-up on keeping it from everyone. He did n't even want his friends to visit him in the Hospital annex. Yet, he had n't done a very good job at hiding it. Or had they found out so easily just because rosebush knew so much about werewolves ? Albus was n't for certain he would cause figured it out without her. But even so, if Albus had found out so quickly, how long would it be until Malfoy found out ?

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`` Hey, toilet, '' a stale spokesperson from behind Albus said. It was Friday night and Albus, Rose, Saint John the Apostle, and Amanda were eating dinner while wondering when lustrelessness would come back. Albus turned around at the spokesperson and choked on his autumn pumpkin juice when he saw who it was.

`` Willinson, '' Albus coughed.

`` What do you desire ? '' John said shortly as he slapped Albus on the back.

`` Oh, not much, '' Willinson replied, `` Have n't seen you much since our little duel concluding month, Potty. ``

`` Yeah, I hear you 've been quite occupied with detention, '' Albus laughed.

`` joke now, but the detention is over. I 'll bear plenty of time on my bridge player now. ``

`` And what are you going to do ? You could n't even hex me. Your acquaintance did it. ``

`` Does n't matter. I 'm not the one who wound up in the Hospital annex, am I ? '' Willinson snorted.

`` And I suppose you 're majestic that a first twelvemonth could disarm you ? '' Albus grinned, `` Because if I were you, I 'd be a bit embarrassed. ``

`` Shut it, stool, I planned that. ``

`` No, you did n't. Quite the smell of shock absorber on your look 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 intimate returning to the Slytherin table, Mr. Willinson, '' Neville replied. Willinson turned on the spot 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 trouble, just let me eff. I think the hold may have got set him straight, 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 ! '' King John exclaimed, `` He 's a Slytherin, not a Gryffindor. ``

`` Yeah, we 're the brave unity ! '' Albus agreed.

After dinner, Albus and his friends went to the uncouth way to expend the evening. The way was quite a bit hollow than usual. There was a big dueling club meeting and most of the Gryffindors were attending it. First yr were not allowed to unite the dueling club, so all of them were in the coarse way, along with some former student who were n't part of the golf club. Since it was so empty, Albus and his booster were able to snag a few of the expert armchairs in front of the attack. They were all putting off preparation, except for Rose who was reading a volume, since it was the weekend.

`` You going to join the dueling baseball club next twelvemonth ? '' Albus asked, while sorting through his deep brown Frog cards. `` I ca n't wait to connect. James says it 's awe-inspiring. ``

`` Of path ! '' John shouted, `` Hey, have you got any Snape poster ? ``

`` Yeah, I 've got quite a few, '' Albus shifted his deck of scorecard 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 normal to get injured badly in the dueling club ? '' Amanda asked.

`` It 's potential, but it does n't usually happen, '' Albus told her. `` The instructor make sure nil bad happens. ``

`` Then I might bring together. How about you, prove ? '' Amanda said.

`` Sure, probably, '' rosebush responded absentmindedly.

`` Are you ok ? You 're awfully quiet, '' Amanda commented.

`` I 'm all right, '' rosiness answered, `` I 'm just thinking about flatness. 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. ''

`` wellspring, even if he does n't occur back until tomorrow, it 's still dependable than live on month, '' John whispered, `` But I wonder when he 's going to tell apart us. ``

`` Why do n't we go up to the dormitory room and mouth about it, '' Albus suggested, `` It 's too tranquility in here, person 's going to hear us. And Bilius and Ethan are down here anyway. '' Albus pointed to a board to their left, where the early two Gryffindor initiative year boys were sitting playing gobstones.

`` Good idea, '' Rose agreed and closed her rule book. The group got up from their chairman and followed Albus to the son'dormitory.

When they got up to the dormitory, Albus sat down on his bed. Rose and Amanda looked around a bit before sitting down next to him.

`` I ca n't take it anymore, we 've got to order him ! '' lav shouted and started pacing around the room, `` I 'm not trusted he 's ever going to tell us ! ``

`` He will, we 've just got to sacrifice him some more meter ! '' Albus insisted.

`` I 'm not so sure as shooting, Albus. He has n't told us yet, what makes you so for sure he 'll ever do it ? '' John the Evangelist questioned.

`` I do n't know, I just think he will. ``

`` wellspring, I do n't. And I 'm not so sure I can sustain 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 Sept. Is n't that enough time for him to commit us ? '' St. John the Apostle stormed over to his bed and threw himself on it.

`` Honestly, john, that 's really not a long time. September was n't even six calendar month ago, '' pink wine reasoned.

`` So you 're on Albus 's incline, then ? You think we should just pretend we 're clueless about his disappearances ? '' John asked.

`` Yes, I do. I think he will severalize us, once he realizes he can trust us, '' rose told him.

`` Well, what more do we have to do ? '' lavatory huffed.

`` It 's not that simple ! '' Albus shouted, remembering his conversation with Dumbledore. `` Do you eff how voiceless it must be for him ? He 's probably had people abandoning him because of this his whole life ! ``

`` And I suppose you know more about it than I do ? Last I checked, you were n't a werewolf, '' lavatory shouted.

`` Yeah, I do eff 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 teddy bear 's dad was a werewolf ! I 've told you that ! And my dad 's told me all about what he went through ! You know he was n't even going to be allowed to come to Hogwarts, but then Dumbledore became headmaster and let him ! And then he could n't even keep a job because no one wanted to hire a lycanthrope ! So, yeah, I do have it off a bit Thomas More than you do ! ``

`` mulct, so you know more about it than me, but how do you know that Matt will tell us ? ``

`` I just do, ok ? '' Albus insisted, thinking of what Dumbledore had said.

`` Well, I think that it might be easy if we just told him we know. Then he could just talk to us about it and we could block keeping secrets ! '' John shouted.

`` Albus, '' blush wine said from behind Albus and started tugging on his robes.

`` Not now, Rose, '' Albus pushed her hand away, `` It probably would be prosperous, but it 's his secret, so let 's just let him enjoin us ! ``

`` But what if he does n't ! '' John threw his hands up in the air. `` Are we just going to go our entirely seven class at Hogwarts pretending we do n't get laid ? ``

Rose poked Albus more persistently and Albus pushed her deal away again. `` Of course of study not, because he 'll separate us soon ! ``

`` Albus ! '' rosebush shouted louder and pointed to the doorway.

Albus turned his head away from can and glanced at the doorway. Matt was standing there, looking tired and run down, with a shocked look on his fount. 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 shortsighted than usual, but I wanted the cliffhanger. The adjacent chapter will be quite a bit longer, as I 'm planning on combining two chapters again.

Thanks to my sis and Beta, Dancer of Starlight, my other Sister, and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart and Moonylupin for their reappraisal !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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Albus turned back to John and they stared at each other. `` How long had he been standing there ? '' Albus asked quietly.

pink 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 early again, and with their argument forgotten they both turned and ran out of the residence hall to accompany matte. Albus did n't look back, but the sound of stride told him that rose wine and Amanda were n't far behind. Albus did n't know what he was going to say to mat when they found him, he just knew he had to do something. This was not how Albus imagined Matt telling them about his lycanthropy. And he was sure that it was not what Dumbledore had in mind. But what 's done is done, and Albus could only go for that lustrelessness was n't too mad at them.

When they reached the common room, it was packed. Albus realized that dueling clubhouse praxis must have just let out. He glanced quickly around the elbow room, thinking they 'd never find mat amongst all the former Gryffindors. John the Divine elbowed Albus in the side and pointed towards the Fat Lady 's portrait. It was opening, and then it closed again, but they did n't see anyone enter or leave. Someone scant must have left. Albus knew it was Matt. He motioned for his admirer to follow. They pushed their way through the concourse of older students and eventually made it to the portrait. The group scrambled through the hole and landed in the seventh floor corridor.

`` Where is he ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I dunno, '' Albus said, glancing around. lustrelessness was no where in mountain. `` I wish we had the marauder 's Map. ``

`` The what ? '' St. John asked.

`` The Marauder 's Map. It 's that map of Hogwarts my grandad and his friends made. Remember ? I told you about it. ``

`` Oh, yeah. ``

`` wellspring, we do n't sustain it. But we 'd ameliorate get going if we have any hopes of finding him, '' Rose started running down the corridor.

Albus, John, and Amanda followed rose down the corridor. After a bit or so, Albus spotted mat. `` There he is ! '' he whispered to his supporter. They continued running and it did n't require long to hitch up to Matt. Since it was right after a full moon, mat was going dumb than usual.

Albus and his admirer stopped a few meters in front of him. `` flatness ? '' Albus asked tentatively.

lustrelessness turned around and walked slowly towards his friends, past a arras of
Barnabas the Barmy trying to teach trolls to dance ballet, and stopped a few feet in front of Albus. `` So, you know ? '' he asked in a voice so diffused, Albus could hardly pick up it. He stared at the ground.

`` Er, yeah, '' Albus answered in an equally quiet voice.

lustrelessness did n't face up and turned around and paced slowly down the hallway. He seemed to be thinking hard. When he got just past the tapis, he stopped and walked back towards Albus. Albus knew he was trying to think of something to say. Albus glanced at his friends and all of them looked very uncomfortable. They stood completely still, not saying a word, while Matt continued pacing up and down the hallway.

On his third or quarter time returning to Albus, Albus was n't sure as he had lost count, Matt finally looked up at him with a scared expression 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 Matt was staring at. When his gaze reached the paries, his sass fell heart-to-heart. A doorway was sitting upon the wall, where there had n't been a door before. Albus turned around and looked at Rose. Albus had a feeling he knew where the door came from, and rose 's knowing look of awe confirmed it. John was staring at it as if he had been stupefied. Amanda was blinking and rubbing her eyes, as if the door was just a figment of her imagination.

matt glanced at Albus and then he walked towards the threshold. When he reached it, he grasped the handle and opened it. He walked slowly inside, leaving the door open behind him. Once Matt was inside, Albus nodded to his supporter and walked inside. privy, pink wine, and Amanda followed.

When Albus got into the elbow room, he gazed around in awe. The entire room was decorated in Gryffindor orange red and gold. The high ceiling was painted atomic number 79 and the rampart were covered in scarlet drape. The trading floor was covered in scarlet and gold patterned carpet. In the book binding of the room was a orotund hearth complete with a crackling flak. In front of the ardour, were three large comfy looking orange red armchairs and a big gold couch.

`` What is this place ? '' Amanda asked as she walked around the room.

`` I think it 's the Room of demand, '' Albus told her, `` It 's also called the come and Go elbow room. It only appears when you 're in need of it. And it changes according to your penury. ``

`` Dad 's told me about this before, but he would n't distinguish me where it was or how to find it, '' John told them.

`` Same with me, '' Rose said.

`` Me, too, '' Albus replied.

`` It 's unbelievable ! '' Amanda grinned, `` Looks just like the Gryffindor vulgar room. ``

`` Only better, '' John responded, `` We can sit near the blast. ``

`` It looks like it was made for us, '' Albus commented.

`` It does, '' Rose agreed, `` Matt, did you ... request this ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Matt 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 useful, for me. '' He sighed, `` Sometimes I come here after I get out of the Hospital annexe, if I want to just be alone and sleep. ``

`` And does it see like this then ? '' Amanda asked.

`` No, usually it 's got a four-poster bed and the fireplace, and that 's it. ``

`` So, it 'll afford you whatever you ask for ? '' Amanda responded.

`` Er, I think so, within reason, '' Matt told her, `` Like, if you wanted a elbow room wide-cut of Galleons, I do n't imagine it would be able to do it. And it ca n't give you intellectual nourishment. Something about the laws 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 Tuesday and Madam Pomfrey said you 'd get to leave alone Thursday or today. ``

lusterlessness sighed and slowly walked towards one of the armchairs and sat down in it. Albus followed and sat down on the lounge. pink wine sat down next to him while John and Amanda took the remaining hot seat. `` Yeah, I was here, '' Matt said quietly after a few moments of silence. `` I was just so banal and I could n't confront going to appeal and dealing with Washburn and Malfoy. ``

Albus could understand that. Looking back on the previous months, he realized that Washburn did tend to forebode on lusterlessness to a greater extent right after he got back from the infirmary Wing.

`` You were still tired ? Even after spending three days in the Hospital Wing ? Why ? '' privy 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, '' lustrelessness mumbled.

The group sat in silence for a few instant. St. John pulled out a few Thomas More batrachian and offered them around. Albus, rosiness, 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 secretiveness, `` Do n't recite anyone. ``

Albus stared at him. `` Of line we wo n't, '' he said solemnly. trick, blush wine, and Amanda nodded their heads in agreement.

`` Thanks, '' Matt whispered, and got up from his chair.

`` Where are you going ? '' Albus asked.

`` I dunno. I just figured you would n't need to hang out with me anymore, '' lustrelessness looked nervously at Albus.

`` What ? ! '' Albus shouted, `` Of course we still want to hang out with you ! ``

`` Really ? '' matte asked, while a smile slowly crept up on his face.

`` Definitely ! '' toilet assured him.

`` Of course, '' Amanda smiled.

`` We wo n't desert you, '' blush wine said adamantly.

matte visibly relaxed and sat back down in his chair. `` I guess I just thought that you would n't. Since, well, everyone I 've ever been admirer 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 ? '' Matt asked tentatively.

`` Nope, '' Albus replied, grinning. He glanced at Rose, who grinned back.

`` What 's so fishy ? '' matte looked from Albus to Rose.

`` Did professor Kendrick tell you that you are n't the first off werewolf to attend Hogwarts ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yeah ... '' lustrelessness responded warily, `` He said there was one former, a duad decades ago. ``

`` And I 'm guessing he never told you who that was ? '' rosiness replied.

`` Er, no, he did n't, '' lustrelessness 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 Teddy 's godfather. ``

`` Really ? '' Matt asked.

`` Yup, '' Rose said. `` I 'll let Albus enjoin you the rest. ``

`` You mean, there 's more ? '' matt stared in awe at Albus.

`` Yup, you want to cognize why my dad 's Teddy 's godfather, do n't you ? ``

`` Of trend ! ``

`` fountainhead, here it goes. My gramps, the one who was killed by Voldemort, went to Hogwarts the same clock time Remus lupine did. Along with Canicula Black and Peter Pettigrew. They all became pretty secure friends. Remus Lupin tried to stay fresh the fact that he was a loup-garou closed book, but eventually, my grandpa, Dog Star, and Peter found out. And they did n't abandon him. In fact, they all became illegal animagi and spent the wax moons with him. ``

`` Really ? '' matt glanced around at his friends.

`` Really, '' Albus continued, `` They stayed protagonist powerful 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 cousin 's daughter. Anyway, they got marital and had a son, shift, right in the tiptop of Voldemort 's reign. They both were killed in the conflict. But Remus had made my dad Teddy 's godfather, so he 's form of like a buddy. So, you can see that no way would I desert you. ``

`` Wow, '' Matt grinned at Albus, `` But what about the residue of you ? ``

`` Nope, you do n't sustain to occupy about me, '' rosebush answered, `` Teddy 's like my first cousin. ``

`` I 'm not related to any werewolves, heck, you 're the first one I 've met. But do n't care. You 're my champion and nada can alter that, '' St. John the Apostle replied.

`` Honestly, it scared me a bit when I first found out, '' Amanda admitted, `` But I 'm Muggle-born, so the only idea of loup-garou I 'd had were in Muggle fairy story. ``

lustrelessness looked at her and the smile on his fount disappeared. He glanced nervously at Albus.

`` But I 'm fine with it now. Rose taught me a lot. I know now that genuine werewolf are n't anything like the ones in fag tales. And besides, just because you get furred once a calendar month does n't have in mind you 're a different soul the rest of the calendar month. I was friends with you before I knew and I 'll remain friends with you now, '' Amanda assured him.

Matt relaxed, `` Thanks, bozo. I 've never had better friends. But how long have you known ? ``

`` Well, rosebush figured it out in Nov, but we were n't positive until I wound up in the Hospital Wing at the like time as you survive calendar month. ``

`` What ? ! '' lustrelessness 's mouth fell open, `` How did that happen ? ``

Albus explained the duel with Quinton Willinson and how he had overheard gentlewoman Pomfrey and the therapist talking early the future morning.

`` Why did n't you separate me you knew ? '' Matt asked quietly.

`` I thought it would be better for you to tell us when you 're ready, but I guess that did n't find, '' Albus answered.

`` Guess not, but thanks anyway, for the thought, '' Matt replied. Everyone sat quietly for a few here and now, before Albus broke the silence.

`` Could we, er, ask you questions about it ? '' Albus asked tentatively.

lustrelessness sighed, `` indisputable, 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, '' lustrelessness told them.

`` All right, if you 're sure enough, '' Albus paused, `` Well, when did it happen ? ``

lustrelessness took a abstruse breathing time. `` When I was five. We were Muggle camping at the meter. 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 acknowledge what Muggles do when they camp, right ? ``

`` That 's when they live in those cramped, tiny tent that are just big enough to sleep in, right ? And they do n't use electricity or any of that clobber they use instead of thaumaturgy ? '' John asked.

Amanda stifled a giggle at his verbal description of camping. `` Well, that 's the general musical theme, 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 loony enough to be fun. And it was, at first. We did n't use any legerdemain. I do n't remember a totally lot, but I do call up Dad playing with friction match trying to get the campfire lit. It took him a half minute. Amy says that after that first campfire, Mum lit all the rest of them.

`` We were going to camp for three nights, I think. The second night was a to the full Sun Myung Moon. It was a blue Moon. You know, when there are two synodic month in a month, they call the second one a blue angel moon. They do n't happen often. Only every 2 or 3 old age. It was the end of December, recollect that the seasons are opposite in Australia, so it was tender. We were all in one tent, and in the middle of the night I had to go to the toilet. There was a long paseo to the bathroom, through the wood. I was halfway there when I heard this deep growl. The last thing I remember is a vast animal pouncing on me and a searing pain in my backbone, and then I blacked out. ``

Albus listened but did n't say anything. He heard Amanda gasped. Albus kind of felt sick to his stomach. Ever since he found out that Matt was a werewolf, he knew he must let been bit, but he never really thought about the particular. Now, hearing about it, he felt awful that his protagonist had been through it.

`` And then what happened ? '' John whispered.

`` well, my parents told me what happened a while after I woke up. Amy is a really light sleeper and she heard the growl and my shriek. 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 caboodle 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 course, was me. My parents kept running towards the growls until they found me. Dad saw what was happening and started shooting off all variety of magic spell that somehow had great gist on the werewolf. Then my mum started trying to sandbag the loup-garou, too. After a few spells, the werewolf was stunned. ``

`` Muggles saw it ? '' rosiness asked.

`` Yeah, '' flatness continued, `` My mum sent Word to the Ministry and they sent Obliviators and representatives from the Werewolf Control building block. Dad was head of that department at the time. None of the Muggles remember anything from it of course, but it was in the theme, so all the wizards and crone found out about it. But they did n't have sex it was me who got attacked. The law prevents the names of underage werewolves from being released. ``

`` Wow, '' Albus said, `` I guess that 's thoroughly that no one knew it was you. ``

`` It did n't really help oneself, though, '' Matt replied bitterly. `` But there 's more before I get to that. After the Ministry citizenry showed up, my dad Apparated with me to Eastworth, that 's one of the hospitals in Commonwealth of Australia. I spent nearly a calendar month there. Right up until the next full moonlight. I woke up two weeks after it happened. Spent the side by side two hebdomad waiting for all the injuries to heal, but they did n't heal all the way. That took a couple months. Anyway, the first gear replete moon was awful. I hardly remember any of it. Just the pain and sickness in the few days before it and the two calendar week it took to mend after it. ``

`` But what about the Wolfsbane Potion ? '' blush wine asked tentatively.

Matt sighed, `` The affair is, that does n't work for me. The Healers have n't been able to project out why yet. I took it during the first few full moons and it had no impression 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. Matt had told them the whole matter. It seemed like once he started, he just did n't stop over. Maybe it felt good to finally tell mortal about it ? Albus figured that was it. He could n't imagine carrying around a mystical like that for 12 years. Then Albus remembered something matt had told him on the gear. `` Um, matt ? Why did your phratry move to here ? '' Albus had the notion that had something to do with his being a werewolf. Matt had n't mentioned a great deal about moving to England, and when he talked about it on the train, he changed the field quickly.

`` Um, well, because of me, '' lustrelessness replied glumly, `` I never told you before, but my parents were really well-known in Commonwealth of Australia. Not really notable like your mob is, Albus, but just kind of upper stratum character. Both of them were. My dad comes from a foresightful line of pure roue. But not the variety who despise Muggles and Muggle-borns. They were just always involved in the Ministry and had a load of amber, that kind of thing.

`` And my mum, her family is really rich. They were always involved in all variety of famous person type stuff and nonsense. They knew all sorts of famous people and hosted visualize political party and things like that. Then my mum got her alphabetic character telling her she was a witch. My grandparents were horrified and excited at the same meter. They obviously could n't state any of their friends about it, and they had a backbreaking time keeping it a arcanum.

`` My parents met in school day and got married a few years later. Put together, they were the nonsuch magical couple. My dad got a job at the Ministry in the loup-garou restraint Unit. Eventually, shortly after I was born, he worked his way up to chief. Then, a few month after I was bitten, he became chief of the total section for the dominance and Regulation of Magical Creatures. Kind of ironic, is n't it ? ``

`` That 's how he knew how to stun the werewolf, '' rosebush commented.

`` Yeah, and it 's a commodity affair he did, '' lustrelessness said, `` Anyway, my category was involved in all sort of partiality consequence and committees, both magical and Muggle. My parents were living the staring life-time. Then, I got bit. ``

`` And it all had to barricade, did n't it ? '' Albus said softly.

`` Yes, and slowly it did. First, they stopped doing the Muggle affair. Muggles do n't know werewolves are real, so they could n't do much Muggle stuff anymore. The Muggles would ask what was wrong with me and my parents could n't tell them. If they lied and said it was some kind of Muggle disease, it would deliver been all over their news. So, my parents just told everyone that they were going to slack and erect their family away from all the fame.

`` The magic stuff was a little more complicated. Everyone who worked in my dad 's office knew that I had been bit and they kept it a mystical for a long clock time. For over two years, 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 restriction. So, he leaked that I was a lycanthrope to other parts of the Ministry. Of course of instruction, they could n't really fire him for me being a werewolf. But redress before that happened, the Ministry managed to pass a law requiring all station of transformation to be separate buildings. The department overruled Dad 's veto and the minister signed it into law. Dad refused to follow and got fired for breaking the law. ``

John let out a low pennywhistle, `` flatness, I 'm so sorry, did you believe it was your fracture ? ``

`` Yeah, I did, actually, '' Matt said darkly, `` Mum and Dad kept telling me it was n't and not to cogitate that way, but I could n't help it.

`` But it was just all downhill from there. My parents had already sent a varsity letter to Amy 's school, the Australian School of Sorcery, to see if I could still see. They would n't let me. So they were planning on moving anyway. ``

`` They would n't ? ! '' John shouted, `` But why ? ``

`` Said it was too dangerous. I was really depressed after that. The transformations got spoilt. I always held out hope that I 'd be able to go to school. Amy would fall home with stories and I looked forward to when I 'd get to go. So, just to search out the options, my parents sent varsity letter to a few early schooling. The Salem beldame Institute in Bay State, Hogwarts, and the Adirondack academy of Magic in New York State. And a match others that I do n't remember the names. Hogwarts, Salem, and Adirondack both said I could still take care. Adirondack had never had any werewolf attend, but they said they would puzzle out it out. Salem turned out to be a really bad theme. My parents and Amy did n't like it.

`` By then, my parents were definitely will to displace so I could go to school. They were debating which school I should go to when they read about a study St. Mungo 's was doing. It would try to picture out why Wolfsbane would n't work for some masses. That was the deciding agent. They decided on Hogwarts and signed me up for the study. We moved that summer. ``

Albus sat and thought. He now knew what Dumbledore had meant by 'true horrors in his past'. It was n't just being bit by a lycanthrope and becoming one himself. It was the fact that Matt 's fellowship '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 schooltime in Australia for a few years, '' Albus commented.

`` Yeah, she had. She was 14 when we moved, going into her quaternary yr. And she was n't too felicitous about it. I know you rib just see her as a protective older baby, but she was n't always, '' lustrelessness paused, `` She was really swage when my parents told her that we had to propel. She did n't want to leave her champion. She blamed me. ``

`` But she 's always looking out for you ! '' Rose replied, `` I ca n't conceive of her being mad at you. ``

`` I know, '' lustrelessness said, `` But it 's avowedly. 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 day after the full-of-the-moon Sun Myung Moon, too. By the meter she got back, I was mostly in force. ``

`` Oh, '' Rose said, `` But what happened ? ``

`` well, once we moved, she could n't go stay with my grandparents every to the full moon anymore. We moved in June, right after the full phase of the moon Sun Myung Moon. There were two more full moons before she started school. Dad still had connections with the Ministry in Australia, so he managed to set up portkeys for her to take to my grandparents'house, even after we moved. She was still mad at me when she left for school and it made me feel horrible. But after a few hebdomad, she settled into Hogwarts and made new supporter, including Victoire.

`` Then the summer came and my parents had to face up that she would be there during full moons. Something happened and Dad could n't get portkeys to Commonwealth of Australia anymore. By then I 'd been a werewolf for over three yr 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 position where I transform when I 'm home. In the morning, my parents always came and got me really other, so they could take me to my bed and give me my potions and stuff. Well, apparently that night Amy had n't slept at all. She told me later that she could n't once she heard my screaming and ululation. She stayed awake all night, waiting for the lunar month 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 dawn, she saw me unconscious mind, with broken off-white, and covered in stock 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 undercut. 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 hanker 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 somebody being rude about my condition. ``

`` Oh, Matt, '' pink wine whispered, `` I 'm so gladiolus that Amy is n't mad at you anymore. I just ca n't believe you have to go through all this. ``

`` It 's all right, I 'll survive, '' matte assured her.

`` I know, it just does n't seem fair, '' Rose said.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Do you get laid what happened to the werewolf that bit you ? ``

`` My dad told me, '' lustrelessness answered, `` He got in a load of bother, because of what did befall and what could sustain 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 exclusively thaumaturge anywhere near that camping site, but there were stacks of Muggles around. Anyway, he got sentenced to ten years in prison house. ``

`` So he 's still there ? '' John asked.

`` Yup, '' flatness replied. He paused for a few moments, watching his friends. `` So, now you know the unscathed story. ``

`` Were you really planning on keeping it a hugger-mugger the completely 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 anyone, and I did n't want to tell anyone either. I did n't really call up anyone would find out out. ``

`` rose is pretty chic, though, '' Albus said, `` I would n't receive figured it out without her, well, until I wound up in the infirmary Wing with you last calendar month. ``

`` I guess I would n't cause been able to go all through school without anyone finding out. ``

`` So who does know ? '' Albus asked.

`` Hardly anyone. The instructor, of course. Most of them have been really prissy about it, especially your dad, Albus, '' Matt answered.

Albus grinned, `` Yeah, like that essay that was due the other day. ``

`` Oh, yeah, I 'd forget about that, '' Matt groaned, `` I 'll consume to do it this weekend. Washburn 's been pretty rude, but he 's rude to every Gryffindor. Amy had warned me about that. ``

`` What about over Christmas holiday, did you really fall out of a tree, or was that just another cover-up chronicle ? '' Albus asked, suddenly remembering that.

Matt blushed, `` Er, yeah, it was. There was a total moonlight over the holiday. The second one of Dec to be exact. It was a amobarbital sodium Moon. Only the secondly one since the one when I got bit. The first one was when I was 8 and it was tremendous. Much unfit than the steady full lunar month. And the one in December was just as awful. Plus, I had to transform at my grandparents house. In their loft, which my dad sound proofed and strengthened the walls with magic. So, yeah, those injuries were from the full moon, not falling out of a Tree. ``

`` I had a belief about that, '' Albus commented, `` So, no former bookman know ? ``

`` Nope, '' Matt answered, `` You 're the only single, besides Amy. She 's not allowed to tell her acquaintance. She has n't even told Victoire. ``

`` Thanks for telling us the whole news report, '' rosiness said.

`` You know, it feels good to finally tell person. kind of like I can relax now. I was always afraid you 'd find out and recount somebody and I 'd cause to leave. ``

`` We 'd never do that, '' Albus assured him.

`` Thanks, '' matt smiled.

Just then the door to the room burst open 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 capable to ascertain me, but to keep everyone else out, '' mat answered.

`` And it 's a good affair, too ! It 's half past midnight ! I was worried sick ! Madam Pomfrey said you left eld ago, but I have n't seen you all day, '' Amy gave him a hug.

`` Ouch ! '' Matt winced.

`` Oh, sorry ! '' Amy released her clutches, `` Have you been here all day ? ``

`` Pretty often. ``

`` You skipped class ? Are you trusted you 're better ? '' Amy asked in a occupy tone.

`` I 'm just tired and I did n't want to face Washburn today. He always calls on me when I 'm commonplace, he does it on design, '' Matt yawned.

`` Oh, he 's such a git, '' Amy replied, `` But are you for sure you 're ok ? I could consider you back to the Hospital fender. ``

`` I 'm fine, honestly, '' Matt said adamantly.

`` How did they know how to get in here ? '' Amy glanced around at Albus, John, pink wine, and Amanda, and then leaned over and whispered something in Matt 's ear.

`` It 's all right, Amy, '' Matt sighed, `` They know. I told them. I told them everything. ``

`` What ? ! '' Amy opened her eyes wide and stared at Matt. `` Mum and Dad told you not to ! ``

`` I know, but it 's all rightfulness. They figured it out calendar month ago and were just waiting until I was ready to tell them. ``

`` They 'd better not tell, '' Amy glanced around at Albus and the others.

`` Do n't worry, they wo n't, '' Matt assured her, `` Albus 's dad is shift 's godfather. So, they definitely wo n't enjoin. Albus 's gramps was really undecomposed ally with chemise 's dad. ``

`` I knew that, '' Amy said, `` Guess I just never really put it together. ``

`` Yup, and you know, I 'm really glad I told them everything. I can relax a little bit. ``

`` Just be sure no one else finds out, '' Amy warned.

`` I know, I 'll be heedful, '' mat said, `` But you know, you could tell Victoire, if you want. I do n't opine she 'd tell 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 Greyback, '' Amy revealed, `` But Mum and Dad do n't require me to tell anyone. ``

`` I know, they did n't want me to enjoin anyone either, but that did n't work out, '' matt replied, `` I just wanted you to have it away that I would n't take care if you told Victoire. ``

`` Ok, I 'll think about it. But thanks for telling me that. It 's hard keeping it a secret. Sometimes I just want to talk about it. ``

`` Me, too. That 's why I 'm rather 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 beam them a alphabetic character this weekend, '' Matt yawned.

`` You really ought to go to bed, '' Amy suggested.

`` That 'd probably be a good thought, '' Albus agreed, `` Quidditch is tomorrow. ``

`` Oh, yeah, I 'd block ! '' mat said excitedly.

`` Should be a undecomposed game, '' lav commented.

`` Ravenclaw will probably win, '' Amanda predicted.

Albus and his friends walked back to Gryffindor towboat with Amy, and the common room was practically deserted by the time they got back. Victoire was there, along with Samantha Meyers, and a couple other 7th years who Albus vaguely recognized. Amy bid them goodnight and went to sit with her friends. When Albus, Gospel According to John, and Matt went up to their dormitory, Bilius and Ethan were already numb. Albus climbed into his bed feeling very content. He was well-chosen that matte had finally opened up to them, but still felt a bit disturbed about what Matt was going through. Albus was also quite thrilled with the thought of having the Room of Requirement useable to them. He did n't call back he 'd make out to feel that until he was lots sr., but now he would be able to use it during all his years at Hogwarts. With that and the marauder 's Map, if James IV let him borrow it, Albus and his friends would certainly be able to have some fun. If only he had the invisibility Cloak. And with thoughts of his dad actually giving him the Cloak, Albus fell into a surprisingly restful 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 gang of it, since parts had contradicted my early story. It was originally two chapters, but I combined them to arrive at up for the finis chapter which was quite short !

oral presentation of my other story, I will be posting it very soon ! It 's called In moonlight 's dark and it 's basically the mathematical product of me having too much background tale about Matt to possibly put into a story that focuses on Albus. The narration goes into big detail about why matte and his household moved to England. It 's done in offset mortal, from Amy 's level of view. I have xxx chapters written so far. I hope you 'll all tick it out once I post it !

Thanks as usual to my babe and beta, Dancer of Starlight, my other sister, and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart, Moonylupin, and mamaykay for the inspection !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter

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Albus woke up late the adjacent morning, but he was still up before John or Matt were. Bilius and Ethan 's bed were empty, so they were already up. Albus was surprised that John the Evangelist was n't up yet. He rarely ever missed breakfast, even on the weekends. The Quidditch equal was n't for another two hours, so Albus quietly got dressed and translate a bit of his Quidditch in the Twentieth Century book. He had been reading for a half hour when he heard someone come into the room.

`` Albus ? '' a interpreter called out, `` Are n't you up yet ? ``

Albus looked up from his book, `` Oh, hi Rose, Amanda. I 've been up for a while, but those two are still asleep. '' He jerked his head towards whoremonger and Matt 's beds.

`` I do n't recall I 've ever seen Saint John the Apostle Miss breakfast before, '' Rose commented while looking at his sleeping form.

`` Me neither. But we did stay up pretty late go night, '' Albus said.

`` Yeah. We 've been up for a while, doing homework, '' blush wine responded.

`` Still experience loads more to do, though, '' Amanda sighed, `` I have n't made much forward motion on my phases of the moonlight essay for Astronomy. ``

`` Bet Matt could bear that done in fifteen transactions, '' Albus commented, `` He could probably assist you. ``

`` goodness musical theme, I 'll ask him after the friction match, '' Amanda decided, `` We should probably get them up, though. ``

Albus agreed and pulled back the curtains on Matt 's bed while Rose and Amanda prodded whoremonger awake. Albus looked down at lustrelessness, who was sleeping soundly. Albus almost felt bad waking him up, but he knew Matt wanted to keep an eye on the match and would be mad if no one woke him up in sentence. Albus pulled back the blankets and gently poked his arm.

`` Wha 's going on ? '' mat mumbled. He sat up and rubbed his eyes.

`` We almost slept through Quidditch, '' can replied sleepily as he got up out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

`` Oh, rightfield ! '' Matt yawned and got up immediately.

Fifteen moment later, Albus headed down to the Great Hall with his friends to take in dejeuner before the match. The usual 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 strike people 's mind off Rita Skeeter 's article. Albus had n't heard anyone acknowledgment it in years. It seemed as if everyone had finally forgotten about it.

`` Why ca n't the conditions be like this when we play ? '' James groaned as he sat down next to Albus.

The weather was unusually unspoilt. It was still bitterly cold, but it was relatively sunny.

`` Well, it does n't matter, because our team can play in any atmospheric condition ! '' Samantha Meyers announced. `` The Hufflepuffs on the other paw .... ''

`` They 're respectable than the Slytherins this twelvemonth, '' James commented.

`` True, but the Slytherins have n't totally recede the Cup yet. Ravenclaw only beat them by 30 points in their catch. Now, if they lose to Hufflepuff in the succeeding match, they 'll be out of the running, '' Samantha explained.

After luncheon, everyone made their way to the Quidditch sales talk. Albus and his friends managed to get right seats, but none of them really knew which squad to root for. The match lasted almost two hr before the Ravenclaw quester finally caught the sneaker. Both Seekers spent most of the match hovering above the other musician, neither of them managing to see the Snitch. St. James was sitting a few tail down from Albus and Albus heard him shouting to the Seekers on numerous juncture because he had seen the Snitch. In the end, the Ravenclaw quester saw it hovering near the Hufflepuff end C. W. Post, caught it, and won the game.

Albus and his admirer spent the balance of the day working on their preparation. matte was capable to assist Amanda finish her essay, and everyone helped him trip up up on all the oeuvre he had missed the old calendar week.

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`` Fifteen proceedings left ! '' Professor Slughorn announced during double potions one March good afternoon, a few hebdomad later. `` Bring a sample 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 Professor Slughorn while John cleaned out their cauldron.

`` Albus, m'boy ! '' Slughorn grinned at him and took his potion. He held it up to the luminousness and shook it. `` Near perfect, I think ! Could have done with a few more porcupine quill feather, but very good.

`` Now, I am planning on having another minuscule merging this Sunday evening, '' Slughorn went on, as he put Albus 's potion on his desk with the others. `` I was hoping you and Miss Weasley would be capable to go to. ``

Albus inwardly groaned. He did not want to go to another type slug Club meeting. The thought of being that close to Quinton Willinson again made him shudder. `` Er, well, actually, I 've got moral with my Aunt Hermione every Sunday. blush wine does, too. ``

`` Oh, what a shame, '' Slughorn replied, `` Maybe next sentence, then ? ``

`` Er, maybe, '' Albus shifted nervously. He had no intent of ever going to another slug Club meeting. At to the lowest degree not while Willinson was still at Hogwarts.

Albus went back to his mesa, got his bag, and left the room with his friend. As they walked up the stairs to the Entrance hallway, Albus told them about the biff Club meeting.

`` You 're not going, are you, Albus ? '' John the Evangelist questioned.

`` Definitely not, '' Albus replied adamantly, `` Plus, I 've got Occlumency that night anyway. ``

`` I 'm happy he made the confluence for a Lord's Day, then, '' Rose commented.

`` Yeah, me too. But he wo n't do it again, though. Now that he knows we have lessons that Nox. I guess next fourth dimension I 'll just own to say I 've got too practically homework or something, '' Albus said.

`` Or use a Puking Pastille or Fever Fudge or something, '' John suggested.

`` That could knead, '' Albus replied as they emerged into the entryway antechamber. They started to cross towards the Great Hall when Albus noticed soul walking towards them. He grabbed the backs of rose wine and matt 's robes and stopped them.

`` What ? '' lustrelessness turned around and looked quizzically at Albus.

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered, `` come here. '' Albus lead them over to a broom closet and pulled them inside it.

`` What are we doing in here ? '' John asked loudly.

`` Shush ! '' Albus said again and opened the door a crack. `` calculate at that man. He 's who I saw arguing with Washburn ! ``

Rose, John, flatness, and Amanda each took a bout peering out the room access to look at the wizard. `` Are you sure ? '' Rose asked.

`` positive degree, '' Albus replied.

`` Wait, you saw him arguing with Washburn ? '' Matt asked.

`` Oh, right, you were in the infirmary annex then, '' Albus remembered. He quickly rehashed what he had overheard while doing detention for Washburn.

`` So Washburn 's doing some sort of job for that wizard ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said, `` And I think they 're up to something. I say we follow him. ``

`` But it 's sentence for supper ! '' Saint John whined.

`` Exactly. Which means no one will be around to inquire what we 're up to, '' Albus reasoned. `` Plus, we 'll get supper after. ``

John sighed, `` Fine. Where do you consider they went ? ``

`` Probably Washburn 's office. ``

rose wine opened the door. `` Let 's go then. ``

Albus followed Rose out the door and they crept up the stairs towards Washburn 's position, with Saint John the Apostle, lusterlessness, and Amanda following. The corridors were void since everyone was in the Great mansion house. They reached the appealingness classroom and Albus peeked inside. Washburn and the other thaumaturge were standing near his desk, arguing in quiesce voices. Albus motioned for his friends to move closer and the five of them huddled near the unresolved room access, being careful not to relieve oneself too much noise.

`` You have n't done it yet, '' the unknown man hissed, `` Why have n't you done it ? ``

`` I 'm dingy ! '' Washburn replied, `` I have n't been able to yet ! ``

`` Well, why not ? It does n't seem that unmanageable to me. ``

`` It 's hard than you 'd mean ! I do n't know where they are ! '' Washburn answered.

`` I 've told you how to receive out ! ``

`` I know and I 've been trying. I have, really ! '' Washburn moaned.

Albus looked quizzically at his Quaker. He had never seen Washburn like this before. Usually, it was Washburn who was doing the bullying, not the early way around. But this man was obviously angry that Washburn had n't finished whatever he wanted him to do.

`` well, hurry up then. Try harder ! '' the strange mavin 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 shew very hard to get. Once we find out where the others are, we 'll do them first. They 're the more important ones anyway. So, you must do it soon. Just witness out where they are. I 'll think them. You 've obviously had trouble with even doing the wide-eyed task of finding them, let alone retrieving them, '' the wizard growled.

`` Yes, I know. I will try harder, I will. It 's just ..., '' Washburn trailed off.

`` What ? ! '' the wizard demanded.

Albus leaned his headspring closer to the doorway, 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 head word. Peeves cackled and threw another piddle balloon at Albus.

`` What is going on out here ? ! '' Washburn appeared in the room access, his voice returning to the common rage that Albus was used to.

`` Firsties spying on your meeting, Professor, Sir ! '' Peeves saluted Washburn and flew down the hallway, laughing hysterically.

`` ceramist ! '' Washburn tiff, glaring at Albus. Albus stood trembling and soaking wet, waiting for whatever was coming next. At the time, spying on Washburn seemed like a outstanding thought. But now that he thought about it, it was inevitable that they would be caught.

The unusual star came sauntering out of the room with a smug expression on his face. `` I think that concludes our discourse. 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, mean you were doing ? '' he seethed.

Albus stood still, but said zero. Rose, lavatory, flatness, and Amanda remained silent as well. Washburn looked at each of them in number and returned his gaze to Albus. `` 100 points from Gryffindor. And detention, this Monday at 7 pm, all of you. I 'll bear you polishing the trophies, '' he spat.

Albus nodded. 100 points, that was the most Washburn had ever taken from them before. The hold was no big heap, but the points would set Gryffindor quite a ways back in the running play for the planetary house 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 custody scheduled for the weekend ! You 'll fit me in the prize Room at 7 pm on Monday, or I 'll report you to the master ! '' He gave Matt one more piercing stare and went back into his room, slamming the door behind him.

Albus turned and looked at his booster. They all had shocked manifestation on their faces and Matt looked quite worried. pink wine 's hairsbreadth was dripping with water.

`` Told you we should have gone to supper instead, '' toilet commented, as they started walking down the corridor.

`` Shut it, '' Albus replied, `` We may own gotten detention, but we did hear some utile selective information. ``

`` He 's got a point, '' Rose said, `` Washburn 's definitely up to something. That man wants him to find something out, bump out where something is, and then they 're going to try to steal it. ``

`` I guess, but we do n't even know what they 're trying to find out. We ca n't really do anything about it, '' John responded.

`` And Washburn 's even more angry with us, '' mat said dryly.

`` Yeah, but he already hates me so much that it does n't weigh, '' Albus pointed out, `` By the way, why did you desire the detention switched ? That 's not the, you know, is it ? '' Albus asked, not wanting to say 'full moon'out loud, in case anyone was lurking around.

`` No, '' Matt whispered, `` But it 's two nights after the detention, so I 'll already be feeling poor. ``

`` Oh, '' Albus said, remembering how well-worn Matt always was in the days preceding the full synodic month. `` Maybe you could talk to my dad or prof Longbottom ? They 'd make Washburn switch it. ``

`` I know they would, but then give-and-take would get around to Malfoy. The final stage affair I need is him wondering why I can pick out when I have my hold. You know Washburn would somehow cite it in class. ``

`` Yeah, he would, '' Albus said darkly.

`` We 'll just down your trophy for you, '' lav assured him, `` Just establish it search 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 robes. '' He gave blush wine a meaningful glance.

`` I 've got to change, too, '' Rose told them and gestured to her soaking robes.

`` All right, '' John Lackland said, and started down the stairs with matte and Amanda.

Albus and Rose set off for Gryffindor Tower. Once they entered the deserted coarse room, Rose turned to expect at Albus. `` You thought of the Hallows when you heard Washburn talking, did n't you ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said, `` Did you ? ``

pink wine nodded, `` It does seem suspicious. ``

`` It 's got to be him. It fits. That 's why he hates me. He thought I 'd have intercourse where the Hallows are, but I do n't. ``

`` I dunno. I mean, it does fit, but still, Washburn 's a instructor. ``

`` So what ? Teachers can be wickedness wizard, too. ``

`` I know, but we do n't stimulate any validation ! We did n't even listen him say 'Hallows', '' Rose reasoned.

`` I know, so I do n't think we should separate 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 unvoiced to get. Maybe it 's heavily guarded ? ``

`` Probably. Anyway, I think we 'll probably have to consume Dumbledore 's advice and talk of the town to John, Matt, and Amanda about it. We 've got to find out what they are. ``

`` Yeah, we should. We 'll do it soon, '' Albus assured her.

`` Albus, do you think that Washburn, or whoever is trying to get the Hallows, will be capable to work back Voldemort ? '' Rose asked quietly.

`` I do n't recall so. I mean, he 's stagnant, right ? So how could he come back ? Plus, in my ambition, the wizard said he was going to bring about Voldemort 's 'ideals'. ``

`` fountainhead, his 'ideals'are middling scary, '' blush wine shuddered, `` And the idea of a secondly Voldemort 's almost as scary as the beginning one. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Which is why we 've got to hold open Washburn from getting the Hallows. ``

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and Beta, Dancer of Starlight, my other sister, and my brother. Also, thanks to Moonylupin, XXEveryinchXX, and TheNobleHouseofPotter for their follow-up !

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Word ranch like wildfire that a group of first years had lost Gryffindor 100 percentage point in one dark. Quite a few older students were very angry about this, especially since the loss of points placed them below both Slytherin and Hufflepuff in the running for the mansion Cup. After classes the next day, Albus and his friends were bombarded by a couple fifth years, including his first cousin Georgia and Gabriella, demanding to acknowledge why the distributor point were taking away. Albus quickly explained what had happened with Washburn, and quiet fell around the common room. After a few moments, mortal started clapping. Soon after, a span Thomas More people joined in and eventually the stallion common room was cheering and slapping Albus and his Quaker on the back. Albus stared quizzically at everyone, wondering why they were all cheering that he had lost them so many points.

`` Why 's everyone applause ? '' Albus asked James.

King James grinned, `` Because you made Washburn so angry ! Everyone hates him ! No one 's had the mettle to spy on him before. It 's brilliant, really. I 've heard people have been trying to get him to quit since he first started teaching when Victoire was a first class. You 've done so often stuff and nonsense to him this year. First you set him on fire- ''

`` That was a thoroughgoing chance event ! ``

`` Does n't count, the stop is, he 's horrible to everyone, except the Slytherins. And you 're rebelling against him. Honestly, you 've got more mettle than I thought, '' James I stared in awe at his brother.

`` Thanks, '' Albus smiled at James River. Albus had felt horrible about losing so many points, but if the other Gryffindors were n't going to care, than maybe it was n't so bad after all.

For the following few 24-hour interval, whenever Albus and his champion were in the green room, the former Gryffindors would ask Albus for help in planning prank to pull out on Washburn. Apparently, the other Gryffindors saw Albus 's spying as inspiration to cipher out their own ways to drive the appeal professor crazy. Albus, however, wanted zippo to do with it. He was far too worried about the estimate of Washburn and that former wizard trying to find the Hallows and use them to complete Voldemort 's design. He spent the weekend trying to do prep, but always wound up thinking about the Hallows and trying to think of something that was heavily guarded that could be used to realize power.

By the sentence Monday arrived, Albus had exhausted every possible powerful object and could n't think of anymore. Monday meant that it was time for their detainment with Washburn. After dinner party, Albus and his ally walked slowly to the trophy way. Albus was not looking forward to being in close-fitting vicinity with the person who was most potential performing Legilimency on him.

`` Are you all right, Matt ? '' rosiness asked, jolting Albus out of his thoughts. He turned around to attend at Matt, who was lagging behind the sleep 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 make Washburn reschedule the detention, '' blush wine suggested.

`` And have Malfoy find oneself out ? No. Plus, if I do it another time, I 'll suffer to do it alone, '' matt shuddered at the sentiment of being alone with Washburn.

No one said another Bible the rest of the way to the trophy 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 former, '' he growled.

`` Sorry, sir, '' Matt mumbled, `` It was my fault. ``

`` I do n't wish who 's mistake it was. It just means you 'll be here later, '' Washburn barked, `` You 'll be staying until every one of these trophies is spick-and-span. No illusion, of row. ``

Washburn strode over to a large armchair that was sitting near the threshold, sat down in it, and started his usual glaring. Albus picked up a nursing bottle of polish and a rag and wandered over to a prize for the Gobstones Club. John the Evangelist and Matt started polishing trophies on either side of Albus, while Rose and Amanda started on the former side of the room. The trophy room was quite heavy and Albus guessed it would take aim them at least two hours, perhaps more, to polish all the trophies and case. They polished in secrecy for a half hour, moving along the wall of trophy as they went on. Albus was polishing a Wizard 's chess backing trophy from 1922 when he felt a sharp poke in his English. He turned to his right and saw John, who had stopped polishing his trophy. `` What ? '' Albus whispered.

John silently pointed to Albus 's early side and Albus turned to take care. Matt was standing with his head slumped up against the trophy case. He was fast asleep. Albus glanced nervously back at whoremonger. Albus did n't want to know what Washburn would do to Matt if he discovered that he was n't awake.

`` Matt, '' Albus prodded his booster gently, `` ignite up. ``

Matt groaned a little and lifted his head off the glass. Albus glanced nervously at Washburn. Luckily he was currently pointing out a smear of dirt that rose had missed on a Quidditch prize. Albus poked matt again, a fiddling harder this time.

`` Ouch ! '' Matt winced and opened his centre. He glanced around with a confused look on his face.

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered. `` You fell asleep. keep shining. ``

`` Oh, right wing, '' Matt picked up his rag that had fallen on the trading floor when he drifted off and went back to polishing.

The three boys continued polishing in silence for the next hour. Occasionally, either Albus or John would let to fire up flatness up. Matt was not getting a entirely lot of polishing done, but since he was working right next to Albus and John, Washburn did n't seem to notice.

`` Albus, '' John whispered a while later.

`` What ? '' Albus looked over at privy. John pointed at the trophy he was polishing. Albus looked at it and saw that it was a brass of everyone who received an awarding for peculiar services to the school.

King John pointed at two names on it, Harry ceramist and Ron Weasley. `` What did they do ? '' he whispered.

`` Saved my mum from Voldemort and a basilisk in the Chamber of mystery, '' Albus whispered back. `` And discovered that it was Voldemort attacking scholar in the start post. He possessed my mum through a diary he wrote when he was 16. ``

whoremaster stared wide-eyed 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.

matte jerked awake at the auditory sensation of Washburn 's vox. `` Wha 's going on ? '' he said a slight too loudly.

`` Oh, inflame up, Eckerton ! It 's only 9 pm ! '' Washburn shouted, `` The Oklahoman you finish, the Oklahoman you can go to bed. ``

`` Sorry, sir, '' Matt replied and went back to polishing a trophy.

As Albus continued polishing, he thought about the accolade his dad had gotten all those years ago. He had been a hero every year he had been in shoal. He still was a Hero. 'Will I ever do anything like that ?'Albus thought. 'Will I ever live up to what hoi polloi think I will do ? Everyone thinks I 'll do great matter just because my dad did, but what if I ca n't ?'Albus doubted that he would ever get an laurels for extra table service to the school.

`` Eckerton ! '' Washburn shouted, causing Albus to come out of his mentation. `` Why ca n't you stay awake ? ! Get up ! ``

Albus looked over at mat. He was slumped yet again on one of the crank show cases, looking very picket. He opened his eyes and started slowly dragging his rag along the spyglass with his eyes drooping.

`` Why do n't you lay off him already ? '' John shouted disgustedly. `` You know perfectly well why he 's wear out. ``

Washburn got up from his chair and started towards John. Albus glanced nervously from one to the other. Rose and Amanda both stopped polishing and were paying close 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 detention ! Just let him catch some Z's and we 'll finish the cleaning. We 're almost done anyway. ``

Washburn 's fount turned a tincture of purple that Albus had only seen on his great-uncle Vernon. He stepped closer to John, but Saint John did n't calculate away. `` 50 to a greater extent points from Gryffindor for talking back. And another detainment, I think. Tomorrow night. Lines. My office. But just you. Sleeping Beauty will be even forged tomorrow and as much as I 'd have a go at it to give more detainment to Potter, Weasley, and tagger, they have n't done anything. This was all you. Go on, get out of here ! '' He shouted stormed out of the room.

Albus stared in shock as he left. He glanced around at Saint John the Apostle, who was still glaring at the door, his case as red with anger as rosiness 's hair. `` C'mon, let 's go, '' he said quietly as he prodded Matt awake.

`` Huh ? '' Matt mumbled.

`` Detention 's over, '' Albus told him as he walked towards the door.

`` Oh, ok, '' Matt yawned and followed the respite of them out of the door.

`` He 's kept us past curfew, '' Rose commented as they made their way through the corridors.

`` Figures, '' lav grunted.

`` That was brainy, by the way, '' Albus said.

`` What was magnificent ? '' flatness asked.

`` John flipped out on Washburn while you were asleep, '' Albus told him.

`` What did you do ? '' mat asked John the Evangelist in an astonish voice. `` Why do I always miss the serious poppycock ? ``

lav was still too raging to say much, so Albus explained. `` He told Washburn off for yelling at you. It was after Washburn woke you up that moment time. And you had just fallen asleep again. John started yelling at him about how he should n't bear shouted at you when he knew why you were tired and how he should n't have assigned you detention for today. ``

`` What ? ! '' Matt shouted, `` Are you mad ? What did he do to you ? ``

`` Detention tomorrow Night. And fifty points lost, '' John replied.

`` You are mad, '' Matt said quietly, `` You did n't have to do that. I do n't want you getting in hassle for me. ``

`` Yes, I did, '' lavatory said, `` It 's not fair what he did. He should have made the detention over the weekend, like you suggested. He 's deliberately trying to run you down. It 's just not clean. ``

`` Yeah, well, life history 's not funfair. I found that out six years ago, '' Matt said bluntly.

`` Yeah, but it does n't mean it 's okay for people to treat you like dung, '' John replied softly.

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By the time John trudged back into the park room after his custody the side by side night, near of the rest of the Gryffindors had gone to bed. There were a few fifth years huddled up at one tabular array, studying for their O.W.L.s, and Victoire and Amy were up talking quietly while studying for their N.E.W.T.s. Albus and his friends had managed to get the sound armchairs near the fire once the fourth years occupying them had gone to bed. blush wine was reading a book while Albus and Amanda played gobstones. Matt was sound asleep in his chair.

`` How 'd it go ? '' Albus asked as John collapsed in one of the chairs.

`` It was bloody deplorable, '' lav groaned, `` He stared at me the totally time. Had me write'I will esteem my elderberry bush and not speak back'about 300 times. ``

`` Yeah, that 's what he does. I 've gotten used to it, but it drove me mad during the first few custody, '' Albus told him.

`` He 's an vicious git, '' John growled.

`` I know, '' Albus agreed.

`` Well, I do n't want to blab about him anymore. I just spent two hours with him. Anyway, what have you been up to ? '' John the Divine asked.

`` Not much. We finished all our homework a while ago. We 've just been sitting around waiting for you, '' Albus said.

`` When did he fall asleep ? '' John the Divine jerked his head towards Matt.

`` About an hr ago, '' Amanda answered.

John sighed, `` You know, it 's almost like he expects everyone to be crude to him. ``

`` I 'm reasonably trusted he does, '' Albus whispered.

`` Well, it 's probably because to the highest degree people have, '' Rose commented, `` I mean, nigh people are n't exactly squeamish to, well, people like him. ''

`` I know, but he should n't just accept it. I 'm going to cleave up for him, '' Saint John the Apostle said.

`` We will, too, '' rosebush agreed, `` But he 's just not used to it. ``

`` I guess, but I 'm not going to let anyone deal him badly. Especially not someone like Washburn, '' John replied.

`` Me neither, '' Albus said.

`` Definitely, '' Amanda replied.

`` We should probably go to bed, '' Albus said after glancing at his picket, `` We 've got uranology tomorrow. ``

Amanda groaned, `` Oh, yeah. Should be a miserable night. ``

`` Yours wo n't be as miserable as his will be, '' John pointed to Matt.

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The next day went by fast for Albus. Charms was thoroughly miserable for Albus and all his friends. whoremonger had made it onto the list of people Washburn clearly disliked more than the others. Now, the entirely one of Albus 's friends who was n't, was Amanda. However, Washburn did dislike her more than than the early Gryffindors, just because she was friends with Albus. Washburn spent the whole division lecture and shouting at lusterlessness whenever he fell asleep. Albus could tell that St. John was trying hard to conduct himself whenever this happened. It did n't avail that Malfoy spent the whole division with a smug look on his boldness, clearly enjoying that Washburn was shouting at Matt every five minutes.

`` Evil git. We ought to sneak a few puking troche in his pumpkin juice, '' John the Evangelist muttered under his breath after Washburn woke Matt up for the fourth time.

`` What did you say, Brickston ? '' Washburn shouted.

`` Nothing, sir, '' St. John the Apostle answered.

`` Did n't sound like zippo, '' Washburn growled, `` Ten peak from Gryffindor. ``

mat wound up skipping Potions because he could n't face a secondment form with Malfoy that day. Malfoy interrogated Albus again as to where matte was, and Albus told him that mat had left after lunch to jaw his sick gran.

After dinner party, Albus and his friends decided to see if Matt was in the Room of requisite. He never showed up at dinner. When they arrived in the Room, Amy was already there, trying to rouse matte up.

`` Hey, Amy, '' Albus said quietly.

Amy turned around, `` Oh, hi, Albus. ``

`` Are you going to the Hospital annex now ? '' rose wine asked.

`` Yeah, I 'll see you guys tomorrow, I guess, '' Matt yawned as Amy helped him out of the bed.

`` All rightfulness, '' Albus replied.

`` Bye, '' John, Rose, and Amanda said quietly.

`` Bye, '' matt winced as he followed his sister out of the room.

Albus and his champion spent the rest of the even in the Room, working on their preparation. After a few hours, in which Albus managed to get the later Potions homework done, it was time for Astronomy.

Professor Polo announced that they would be finishing their marching sensation charts that dark. Albus, bathroom, pink wine, and Amanda set up their telescopes and got to work.

`` This is the first full lunation on a Wednesday, is n't it ? '' Albus whispered to pink wine after a few minutes.

`` Yeah, I think so, '' Rose said, `` I 'm just glad we do n't give birth this with the Slytherins.

`` Where 's your friend, Matt ? '' Jackie Pierce, the Hufflepuff on Albus 's early side asked.

`` He 's visiting his sick grannie, '' Albus said automatically.

`` Oh, I hope she 's better soon, '' Jackie replied.

Albus focused his scope and marked down a few stars. He moved his telescope and pointed it towards the Sun Myung Moon. He sighed as he thought about how something as beautiful as the moon could manipulate soul 's life as much as it controlled Matt's.

Albus managed to finish his star chart just as the social class was ending. John and rosiness were able to eat up theirs as well.

`` I hope he does n't take off a whole lot of full stop for not getting all the stars, '' Amanda sighed as they climbed into the portrait hole.

`` If you only forgot a couple, I do n't think you 'll liberate that many points, '' pink wine assured her.

Albus sat down in one of the armchairs in front of the evacuate fireplace. `` Are any of you tired ? ``

John sat down next to Albus, `` No, not really. ``

rosebush and Amanda shook their head word and sat down. `` Let 's delay up. We can go see matte in the morning, '' rose suggested.

`` Good idea, '' Albus agreed. The friends exhausted much of the night playing numerous game of chess, Exploding Snap, and Gobstones. Eventually, the sun started to rise and break of day came.

`` Should we go, then ? '' King John asked once they finished their game of Exploding Snap.

`` Yeah, it 's probably a expert time, '' pink wine said. `` But maybe you should go get the map, Albus. I do n't fancy running into Filch. ``

Albus agreed and ran up to William James 's dormitory. James and the rest of the second year boys were all vocalize asleep. Albus ran to James 's automobile trunk and rummaged around in it until he found the Marauder 's Map. He left a promptly government note to James telling him that he took the map, quickly left the room, and went back to the common room.

Albus spread the map out on the floor and tapped it with his wand, `` I solemnly swear that I am up to no estimable. ``

`` Blimey, that is magnificent !, '' John grinned as the writing appeared on the map. Albus had told his admirer 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 staff. ``

`` What about Washburn ? '' John the Divine asked.

`` Hmm, '' Albus looked back at the map.

`` There he is ! '' rose wine pointed at the map, `` He 's in his office, too. ``

`` good, '' John the Divine said in a relieved vox, `` Oh, and there 's Madam Pomfrey. She 's walking through the Entrance Hall. ``

`` Let 's go, then, '' Albus stood up, `` Mischief Managed. '' He stuffed the map into his gown pocket and left the elbow room, with Rose, John, and Amanda following.

When they arrived at the Hospital Wing, it was completely deserted. Albus and his supporter 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 Madam 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 stopping point night and were n't tired, so we just stayed up and figured we 'd add up see Matt, '' Albus told her.

`` Oh, all right, '' 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 Matt. ``

`` I still ca n't consider you kept this from me all these years, '' Victoire said.

`` You 're not mad, are you ? '' Amy asked quietly.

`` No, of line not, '' Victoire assured her and sat down future to Rose on the bed. `` It just must take been so severe to keep on that a secret. ``

Amy sat down next to Victoire, `` It was. But I did n't really let a selection. My parents proscribe 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 calendar week ago and they said it would be all veracious if I told you, '' Amy answered.

`` Good, '' Victoire said and turned to Albus, `` How long have you guys known ? ``

`` Since Jan. wellspring, rose put the hint together in November, but we did n't know for sure until January. But we did n't talk to lustrelessness about it until last calendar month, '' Albus responded.

The mathematical group sat in silence for a few consequence, before Victoire asked, `` When 's he coming back ? ``

`` Should be any time, '' Amy stood up and glanced at the room access. `` But just to let you guys have it away, he 's not going to be in any shape to spill the beans to you. ``

`` We know, we just want to be here for him, '' whoremonger replied.

`` I honestly do n't even hump if he 's going to want you here. He never likes anyone seeing him right after a shift. ``

`` 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 friends before. The few friends he had went running in the other direction once they found out, '' Amy explained.

`` Gits, '' john muttered under his breath.

The door to the Hospital extension opened and Albus looked up. madam Pomfrey came bustling through while using her sceptre to swim a stretcher through the door. Matt was laying upon it, covered in a thick green blanket. Amy immediately rushed over to them. `` How is he ? '' she asked anxiously.

`` Not that bad, actually, '' gentlewoman Pomfrey replied, `` A few develop bones and a evenhandedly bit of cuts and contusion, but not as bad as retiring months. ``

`` Oh, good, '' 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 indisputable if they should throw gone to the Hospital fender after all.

`` He knows you know, then ? '' dame Pomfrey asked.

`` Yeah, and he explained everything last calendar month, '' Albus told her.

`` And you know, too ? '' lady Pomfrey gestured to Victoire.

`` Yes, I do, '' Victoire answered.

Madam Pomfrey smiled, `` serious. It 's about fourth dimension he had some fast friend. Now, I 've got to heal him up a bit and then if he 's awake, you can see him. '' She pulled the pall closed behind her and Amy. A moment later, she came out, went to her office, and came back with legion potions and bandages. 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 word. Albus was still a bit worried about Matt 's response to them being there. He had n't thought about it before, but now he realized that Amy was mighty and Matt probably did n't want them to see him like this. He glanced at his acquaintance, who were also looking a bit flighty. 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, '' gentlewoman Pomfrey told them, `` You can see him for a few minutes, but not very long. He needs rest. ``

Albus glanced at his booster and they stood up. He walked through the mantle, with rosebush, whoremonger, and Amanda following. Matt was laying on the bed, looking thoroughly wretched. His face was covered in cuts and there was a large contusion on his left field cheek. Both of his 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, '' lusterlessness answered bluntly.

`` I hope you do n't mind that we came, '' Rose said softly.

`` It 's all right, '' Matt sighed, `` I just thought you would n't hold wanted to. ``

`` 'Course we do, '' John the Divine said, `` You 're our friend. ``

flatness grinned tiredly at them. `` Oh, did you recount Victoire ? '' he asked Amy, who had just come back through the curtains with Victoire.

`` Yeah, I told her this dawn, '' Amy replied.

`` And it does n't bother me in the least, '' Victoire assured him. lustrelessness yawned and smiled at her.

Madam Pomfrey came back with another steaming potion in a chalice. `` meter 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 tonight, '' Rose told him.

`` Ok, have fun in form, '' Matt yawned. St. John the Apostle and Amanda waved as the group left. Amy and Victoire followed behind them, whispering to each other.

Albus walked to the Great Hall for breakfast with his friends. He was feeling quite tired after staying up the whole night. Albus was sword lily that Matt did n't look to listen them coming to see him so soon after the fully moon, but he could distinguish that Matt still was n't completely easy with them knowing his arcanum. Albus figured that after a couple calendar week or so flatness would gradually relax about it. Now, all Albus had to do was decide when to tell his protagonist about the Hallows. He had been putting it off, but decided to assume Dumbledore 's advice and see if they knew anything about them. It was the only clue he had, and if he was going to cease Washburn from getting the Hallows, he he had to use it.
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A/N : Thanks to my sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight, as well as my other baby and my brother. Thanks also to inkheart, Moonylupin, and Mamaykay for their reassessment !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry ceramicist or any of The tarradiddle of Beedle the Bard.

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Albus did not have a chance to ask John, matte, and Amanda about the Hallows until after the easterly vacation. Matt spent the relief of the week in the infirmary wing, and Albus did n't desire to sing about the Hallows there. He preferred to do it in private. The Easter holiday began the day after matt left the hospital Wing. Neither Albus nor his ally stayed at the castle over the vacation. Albus quite enjoyed the pause and spend much of it playing Quidditch with James I. Rose and her family came to stay put for a few days, but Albus did n't see the repose of his extended family. Albus, Rose, and Epistle of James did spend a bit of time sneaking around Grimmauld Place, looking for clues that would lead them to finding out what the Hallows were, but they did n't find anything useful.

By the time Albus was back at Hogwarts, the snow had melted and it was relatively warm up. April was upon them, which meant that the end of term exams were only two months away. The instructor made sure to remind them of this during every course of instruction. Albus had not thought it possible, but they were being assigned even more preparation than before. Of course, no one was feeling the imperativeness Sir Thomas More than the fifth part and seventh days, who were preparing for their O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s. All of them could be seen studying in the usual room and library until late at night. A few of them were already cracking under the press. 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 nervous about the exams and had started threatening immature students with custody if they were too forte in the commons room. Usually Victoire was very take down headed and not much bothered her, but she was afraid she would n't have enough N.E.W.T.s to get her into the Healer program.

`` I am not looking forward to my O.W.L.s, '' can sighed as he watched as a fifth year nodded off while reading her notes.

`` Me neither, '' matte agreed.

`` You 'll be all right if you study, '' blush wine assured them.

`` That 's the component part I 'm not looking forward to, '' John laughed, `` I 'm having enough bother studying for this class 's examination. ``

`` Have you finished your Herbology ? '' Albus asked John.

`` I 'm working on it now, '' John told him.

`` I have n't even started it, '' Amanda commented. Matt was helping her finish this week 's Astronomy assignment.

`` Well, it 's not due until day after tomorrow, '' Albus told them.

`` Good affair ! '' can shouted and threw down his quill, `` I need a break from all this ! ``

`` Shush ! '' Victoire came storming over to their table. She looked very wear down. `` This is study prison term ! ``

`` Sorry, Victoire, '' bathroom said, `` I 'm just sick of studying. ``

`` Just hold until seventh year ... '' Victoire muttered as she went back to the table she was sharing with Amy.

`` Want to go to the elbow room ? '' Albus whispered.

`` Yeah, let 's go, '' Matt replied and got up. Albus, rose wine, Amanda, and John all picked up their record book and followed lustrelessness out of the common room. They walked to the Room and lustrelessness paced three times in front of it. The door appeared and they all walked inside. The room looked just as it did when mat told them about the night he was bit.

Albus walked inside and sat down on one of the electric chair. His ally followed and they all resumed their studying, except for Gospel According to John, who was wandering around the Room.

`` I 've got to tell you ridicule something, '' Albus said quietly after a few arcminute. Everyone looked up from their books and John came over to the fire and sat down on the lounge succeeding to Matt.

`` Are you going to tell us where you disappear to with rose and your sidekick ? '' John asked.

`` Er, yeah, you noticed that ? '' Albus asked nervously.

`` Yes, we all did, '' Amanda told him.

`` fountainhead, I 'm going to recount you why, '' Albus said. `` I guess first I 've got to tell apart you that this past summertime, I thought my dad had told me everything about the defeat of Voldemort. ``

`` You mean, he did n't ? '' John asked.

`` No, I do n't call up he did, '' Albus replied quietly, `` Over Christmas, Rose, St. James, and I, and a brace of our cousins, overheard mine and rose wine 's parents whispering about something in the kitchen. They were talking about whether or not to tell us something, something they 've been hiding from us. I do n't know what it was. I just heard them say one Logos, 'Hallows'. Jesse James, Rose, and I researched in the program library to try and bump out what 'Hallows'were. But we did n't see anything. The just matter we had to go on was the fact that I heard the news 'Hallows'in those Legilimency dreams I have. Someone wants to notice the Hallows and steal them, whatever they are.

`` pink wine came up with the idea that I should lecture to Dumbledore 's portrait about it. We figured that the Hallows had something to do with Voldemort 's ruin 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 social class in order to get me into the master 's office so I could talk to Dumbledore. ``

`` time lag, you did that on purpose ? '' toilet asked in awe.

`` Yeah, we did, '' rose wine grinned.

`` That 's, that 's brilliant, but dullard ! '' lav laughed.

`` We know, '' Albus said grimly, `` It could have gone a great deal bad. Anyway, Dumbledore did get laid about the Hallows, but he would n't tell us about them. He said it was something my dad had to tell me. But he did give me a cue. He told me to ask you about them, '' Albus said.

`` He thinks we 'd hump what they are ? '' Amanda asked.

`` wellspring, yeah, that 's what he said. He said to specifically ask bathroom and Matt about them, '' Albus replied.

`` He got that right, I 've never heard of Hallows before, '' Amanda responded.

`` You have n't heard of them, have you ? '' Albus turned to John and Matt.

lavatory and Matt looked at each other and then glanced at Albus. `` well, I 've never heard of them, '' privy said.

`` I have, my dad told me about them once, '' Matt commented.

`` You know what they are ? '' Albus asked in stupor. He looked at pink wine. She looked as clueless as Albus did.

`` Yeah, I do, '' Matt repeated, `` Have n't you two ever heard The tarradiddle of Beedle the Bard ? ``

`` Of course, '' Albus nodded.

`` The what ? '' Amanda looked quizzically at Matt.

`` The Tales of Beedle the Bard, '' he repeated, `` A book of Wizard nance tales. The Warlock 's Hairy Heart, Babbity Rabbity and Her Cackling Stump, The Wizard and the Hopping Pot, The outpouring of Fair Fortune- ''

`` My parents read me those when I was little. Mum 's actually got the original copy ! '' Rose interrupted excitedly.

`` Energy she really ? '' mat stared at her in awe.

`` Yeah, Dumbledore left it to her in his will, '' Rose told him. `` But what do a bunch of queer tales have to do with 'Hallows'? ``

`` You did n't let me finish. There 's one more. The Tale of the Three Brother, '' matte told them. `` And that has everything to do with the Hallows. ``

Albus and rose glanced at each other. Like pink wine, Albus had been read those fairy fib when he was little, and he remembered The narrative of the Three pal. He remembered his Aunt Hermione reading it to him from the original written matter. He had n't been able to register a Book of it, since it was written in Runes, but he definitely remembered the floor.

`` But I do n't remember anything about any Hallows in that story, '' rose wine commented.

`` You would n't, '' lusterlessness told her, `` The narrative does n't mention the Christian Bible Hallows, but the story itself is about the Hallows. ``

`` That does n't work sentience, '' whoremonger announced.

`` Could someone explain this story, please ? '' Amanda asked with a expression of confusion on her face.

`` Sure, '' lusterlessness leaned back on the couch and gazed around the elbow room. `` This would be wanton if I had the book. I have n't heard it in ages. '' Matt got up from the couch and walked over to a Book shelf that was behind Albus 's president. `` gross ! Here 's one, '' Matt picked a record 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 route at twilight, '' Matt began. He read the whole story straight through. It was just as Albus remembered, with no mention of the word Hallows.

`` 'And then he greeted Death as an old ally, and went with him gladly, and, as match, they departed this life .''' Matt looked up at Amanda and closed the Scripture. `` That 's the story. ``

Amanda stared at him, `` That 's quite a bit different than Muggle fairy 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 Resurrection Harlan Fisk Stone, and the senior scepter. Some multitude believe that the narration tells of the conception of the Deathly Hallows, but most people think it 's just a tarradiddle.

`` My dad told me about it ages ago. He 's one of the few the great unwashed who think they actually exist. When he was younger, before he got married, he actually tried to observe them. Looked in loads of Christian Bible all over the universe, trying to decipher 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 set about a kinsfolk. They never did witness out anything about the Hallows that would tell apart him where they were. Uncle diddly-shit kept looking for long time afterwards, but eventually settled in New House of York. He still thinks they 're out there, someplace, and has n't truly given up. ``

`` You mean, those three objective actually exist ? '' Rose asked skeptically.

`` I dunno, '' Matt replied, `` My dad seems to think so. And he 's met a few other multitude who think so. ``

`` But if they do n't live, why would my dad want to keep me from knowing about them ? '' Albus asked quietly. Albus was not trusted what to think about what mat had said about the Hallows. It was a far-fetched mind, but there was one affair Albus knew might prove their existence. His Fatherhood 's invisibility Cloak. Albus had not really connected The tarradiddle of the trio Brothers to his dad 's Cloak, but now that he thought about it, the connection made sense.

`` Oh, fare 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 ? '' mat asked. `` Really ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus told him.

`` But that does n't mean it 's the one from the tarradiddle, '' John said, `` I mean, there are loads of Invisibility Cloaks out there. One of my uncles used to feature one. But it wore out and he never got another. ``

`` Exactly !, '' Albus said excitedly, `` My dad 's Cloak is different from all former Invisibility Cloaks. It does n't wear down out ! I know most Invisibility Cloaks just have a magic spell or something put on them and it wears off eventually. That must have been the kind your uncle had, King John. But my grandfather had that cloak before my dad did, and my dad still has it. It still works as just now as it ever has. ``

`` Whoa, '' Matt stared at Albus with a glint of excitement in his eyes, `` Then that could be the Cloak from the write up ! ``

`` But what about the other Hallows ? '' blush wine asked. `` I do n't think they exist. ``

`` They might, '' John said, `` I know I 've heard of super wand being passed from ace to wizard centuries ago. ``

`` Ok, '' blush wine began, `` Say there is a 'super wand'out there, and Uncle Harry 's cloak is 'The invisibleness Cloak'. But how on earth would a 'Resurrection Harlan F. Stone'work ? ``

Albus could n't do that, but he did mean that the Deathly Hallows existed. Why else would his dad have kept all this secret ? The Deathly Hallows had something to do with Voldemort 's ruination, and Albus was going to find out what. `` Well, if these three objects are the 'Hallows'that I heard mentioned in my dream, than someone is trying to find them, '' Albus realized.

`` That ca n't be skillful, '' toilet said, `` Whoever 's been doing that Legilimency wants to continue what Voldemort was doing, right ? ``

`` Right, '' Albus confirmed, `` Do you know if anything especial happens if you 've got all three Hallows ? ``

`` Dad said that if one person unites all three, they will be the Master of dying, '' Matt answered.

`` master of Death ? '' Albus repeated, `` Well, I can suppose that Voldemort would have loved to have them, then. Especially that baton. ``

`` That 's a scary cerebration, '' Gospel According to John said, `` Voldemort with an unbeatable verge. ``

Albus silently agreed. `` Anyone evilness with that wand would be scary. call up that time we spied on Washburn ? ``

Matt shuddered, `` How could I not ? That resulted in one of the worst hold ever. ``

`` I know, and I 'm sorry about that, '' Albus said quietly. He still felt a bit guilty about causing all his Quaker to end up in detainment with Washburn. `` But that strange thaumaturgist was yelling at Washburn because he had n't found out where something was. ``

`` And we did n't even hear what it was he had to find, '' Matt interrupted.

`` But I think I know what it is. I think that Washburn is trying to find out where the Hallows are, '' Albus told them.

`` What ? ! '' Gospel According to John shouted, `` I know he 's horrible, but you think he is trying to unite the Hallows and continue what Voldemort wanted to do ? ``

`` Er, yeah, '' Albus said.

`` I told him it was ridiculous, '' rose wine sighed, `` But he still thinks it 's Washburn. ``

`` It makes sentiency, Rose ! '' Albus shouted.

`` It does fit, but still, he 's a teacher, '' Rose replied.

`` So what ? He makes it well-defined that he hates me and James IV, and you, and mat. He 's been giving lusterlessness a hard prison term since the first of the year ! And now he hates John, too. ``

`` I know, but maybe he just does n't like Gryffindors. He was a Slytherin, you know, '' rose wine commented.

`` Yeah, I know that. But what if he hates us because he was on Voldemort 's position ? '' Albus suggested.

`` But do you really think he 'd do this right wing under your dad 's nuzzle, Albus ? I mean, come on ! Your dad 's head Auror ! '' toilet 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 pick ? ``

`` Well, I suppose it could be that, but still ... '' King John replied.

`` Ok, so what if it is Washburn ? '' mat said, `` What do we do about it ? ``

`` I dunno. I do n't think we have enough cogent evidence to distinguish anyone, '' Albus answered. `` We 've just got to hope that he does n't feel 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 hand, '' Matt replied, `` But this is mad, I never thought I 'd actually find out the Hallows existed, let alone know where they are ! Do you think you could evidence me the Cloak sometime ? ``

`` Sure, '' Albus told him, `` But please do n't distinguish your dad about this. Not yet. I know he 'd want to recognize, but I think you ought to hold off until after my dad tells me their implication in the war. ``

`` All right, '' matte sighed, `` I wo n't tell him yet. ``

`` Swear you wo n't ? ``

`` I swear, '' flatness said, `` I 'll go on it secret. I 've got years of experience keeping things secret. Do n't care. ``

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight, and my other babe and my brother. Thanks as well to XXEveryinchXX, Moonylupin, inkheart, and leezdz for their followup !
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Over the next few workweek, Albus thought a lot about the Hallows. He found it hard to boil down on his homework, and rose would often scold him for not spending sufficiency time studying. He continued having his strange dreams almost every night, but he did n't think that Washburn had found out anything new about the Hallows. Washburn continued to shout at Albus during every Charms division and contribute him at to the lowest degree a hold a workweek. With hold, homework, and Occlumency lessons, Albus had hardly any time for anything else. Life at Hogwarts was just as disorderly as ever. Albus did supervise to regain time to tell James about what Matt had told him about the Hallows, but Henry James did n't bear any approximation as to where the other Hallows could be either. He did harmonize with Albus that it was highly possible that Washburn was the one trying to unite them.

Before Albus knew it, examination were upon them. The Night before they began was very tense up. nigh all the Gryffindors were either in the common room, studying, or in the library doing the Saame. Albus and his protagonist were studying at a hold over next to the one Victoire and Amy were at. Both the seventh year girls were extremely nervous, and Victoire insisted on downright lull in the common way. Albus did not listen this, because he needed to take anyway. Their first examination was magical spell, and Albus was particularly skittish about this exam.

`` I 'm not sure enough I 've passed, '' Albus groaned as he walked out of the room with Rose, John, Matt, and Amanda after the magic spell exam.

`` I 'm sure I 've failed, '' Matt replied, `` Washburn was breathing down my neck during one-half of it. ``

`` I hate when teachers do that, '' John said.

`` Me, too, '' Amanda agreed.

`` Well, I think I passed, but- '' Rose started.

`` Of form you passed, '' John interrupted, `` You 've been preparing for test since September. ``

Albus thought the rest of the exams went fairly well. He thought he at least passed Potions. Herbology and DADA went extremely well, and Albus thought he got decent bell ringer in Astronomy, Transfiguration Day, and History of Magic. However, even though exams were over, O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s were still going on, and Victoire was still mandating a tranquillise common room in the eventide. The night of their lowest exam, Albus and his acquaintance decided to just go to the Room of Requirement and celebrate.

`` What a succor ! '' john shouted as he flopped down onto the couch, `` No more exams until next year ! ``

`` Yep, a study free summer ! '' lusterlessness grinned as he pulled a chocolate frog out of his pocket.

`` You 've got homework, you know, '' Rose laughed.

`` I know, but I 'll keep it for the last second, '' Matt replied, `` So, anyone got plans for the summertime ? ``

`` I 'm going to Emerald Isle with my family, '' Amanda told them, `` For two weeks. I ca n't wait ! ``

`` Are you going on an airplane ? '' John asked, excitedly.

Amanda laughed, `` Yeah. ``

`` superb ! '' John shouted, `` Maybe I can convince my parents to select us on an plane. ``

`` It 's not that great, '' flatness commented. `` Are you doing anything ? ``

`` Erm, not sure enough. We usually visit all my cousins, '' John said.

`` fountainhead, you 've all got to issue forth stay at my house, '' Albus told them. `` blush wine and I always have a big birthday company at the Burrow. ``

`` My birthday 's at the end of August and Albus 's is the end of this month, '' rose wine said. `` So we always have a political party together. But usually it 's just our family. And our parents'acquaintance and their Thomas Kyd. ``

`` 'Course I 'll get ! '' John smiled, `` I want to see your home and the tunnel. ``

`` My parents should let me number. We 're not going to Ireland until the eye of Aug, '' Amanda answered, `` As long as they meet your parents first. ``

`` They can run into at King 's cross, '' Rose replied.

`` Can you come, lusterlessness ? '' Albus asked.

`` Er, I dunno, '' matt said slowly, `` My parents have never let me bide over at individual 's home before. Not that anyone would has ever wanted me to stick over at their house before. Do you know when it will be ? ``

Albus looked at pink wine, who shrugged. `` I 'm not sure. I do n't think our parents have planned it yet. But we 'll make sure it 's not around the full synodic month. ``

`` Then I might be capable to go, '' matt smiled.

`` Great ! '' Albus said, `` We 'll have burden of fun ! We can represent Quidditch. ``

`` I ca n't believe this yr is almost over, '' pink wine began.

`` Yeah, I mean, a year ago, I did n't even know I was a witch, '' Amanda laughed, `` Going to be foreign to go back family. ``

`` And last twelvemonth, I never even knew about the Hallows, and now Washburn 's trying to steal them, '' Albus said quietly.

`` well, at least over the summer you wo n't be anywhere near Washburn, '' rosebush said, `` And maybe Uncle Harry will tell us the totally account. ``

`` And then you can tell it to us ! '' can replied. `` And to stay on matter, this clock time hold up twelvemonth, I was about the same as I am now. '' Everyone laughed.

`` Well, this time terminal yr, I did n't let any friends, '' Matt said quietly.

`` But you do now, '' John pointed out.

Matt grinned, `` Yeah, I do. Never thought I would, though. It 's been a great yr. ``

`` I have n't showed you the marauder 's Map, have I ? '' Albus asked Matt.

`` No, I do n't mean so, '' Matt answered.

`` It 's brilliant, '' John grinned, `` Saw it a mates months ago. ``

`` Yeah, you were in the Hospital extension, '' Albus remembered, `` But I 've got it now. '' Albus pulled the Map out of his robe pocket.

`` You have n't given it back to James yet ? '' Rose asked.

`` Nope, '' Albus laughed, `` I do n't really want to pay it back. Maybe we 'll just parcel it. '' Albus got up from his electric chair and set the Map down on the table.

`` Looks just like a veritable piece of parchment, '' lustrelessness commented.

`` That 's what 's so great about it ! '' Albus grinned, `` Anyway, this is the map that my grandpa, Saint Peter Pettigrew, Sirius Joseph Black, and of course of instruction, shimmy 's dad made, when they were at Hogwarts. ``

`` Yeah, I remember you telling me that, '' flatness replied.

`` Here it is, '' Albus tapped his scepter on the sheepskin and said, `` I solemnly swear that I am up to no safe. ``

Ink spreadhead across the map while Matt stared in awe at it. `` That 's brilliant ! '' He stared at the map and all the labeled battery-acid milling around it. His eyes stopped on the Whomping willow. `` This shows the passageway to the Shrieking Shack ? '' he asked nervously.

`` Sure does, '' Albus said, `` It shows all the passageways out of the school day. But do n't concern, hardly anyone knows about the Map. Just us, James, my parents, Rose 's parents, my Uncle George II, and probably some of my cousin-german. 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 tunnel ? '' mat asked.

`` Nope, '' Albus answered. Harry had told him all about the passageways, but had n't told him how to get into them. Harry had told Albus that he did n't want to ruin all the fun of discovering matter for himself.

`` Good, '' Matt breathed a sigh of relief and went back to inspecting the map. `` Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, '' he murmured. `` Are those, their moniker ? ``

`` Yup, '' Albus confirmed, `` Moony was- ''

`` shift 's dad, I figured that one out, '' Matt said, `` But what about the others ? ``

`` Wormtail was Pettigrew, he was a rat in more ways than one, '' Albus said grimly, `` And Padfoot was Sothis, because he was a big shaggy dog. And Prongs was my grandpa because he was a stag. ``

`` Wow, '' flatness said softly, `` This is amazing. ``

`` See ? '' Albus began, `` Moony had awing friends, well almost of them were, '' Albus said, thinking of Pettigrew. `` And they did n't dessert him. We wo n't dessert you. ``

`` Yeah, you 're our Moony, '' John agreed.

Matt smiled at them, `` Thanks, guys. I know you wo n't, now. ``

The group quietly watched the map for a few minutes, noting that all the fifth and one-seventh yr were still cooped up in the library, studying for their exams. `` 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 remember he 's related to Quinton Willinson ? '' Albus asked.

`` Probably, '' John said, `` But Quinton does n't have any siblings at school day. ``

`` What 's that bloke doing here, then ? '' Albus wondered.

`` Look ! '' Matt 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, '' matte answered.

`` What if they 're going to try and witness the Hallows ? '' Albus asked. `` We should go see what they 're up to. ``

`` What ? ! '' Matt shouted, `` shoemaker's last metre we went to see what Washburn was up to, we wound up in detainment. ``

`` But what if he is trying to steal the Hallows ? If he is, then we wo n't get in fuss 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 ! '' toilet grinned. He was clearly excited about spying on Washburn again.

Albus and his ally left the room and set off towards the strawman doors. They saw hardly anyone on their way down the stairs. Peeves was lurking on the second floor corridor, but luckily he did n't acknowledge the first of all 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, '' rosiness suggested.

`` Good idea, '' Albus agreed, `` Mischief managed. ``

Albus walked slowly towards the boundary of the timber, where he could just constitute out two disguised human body. The sun was setting and it was nearly disconsolate. Once Albus was a mate feet away from the two wizards, he recognized who Jarret Willinson was, and stopped abruptly.

`` Ouch ! '' Amanda shouted as she ran into Albus.

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered, and he pulled his friends behind a tree.

`` What is it ? '' Rose asked.

`` That magician ! Jarett Willinson ! He 's the feller that was arguing with Washburn when we spied on him ! And the fourth dimension I had detention and they argued in Washburn 's survey. I 'm sure 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 derive and they would steal the Hallows together, '' Albus said.

`` We 've got to discontinue them, '' King John replied.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Let 's go. '' Albus walked out from behind the tree, with his acquaintance following. They slowly approached Washburn and Jarett Willinson. They were soon close enough to hear what the two superstar were saying.

`` You 've discovered the localization of one of the Hallows ? '' Jarett asked.

`` I believe so. ceramist finally cracked. I 'd heard that his Occlumency acquisition were abysmal, but I did n't guess it would take me this long. The two kids do n't make out a thing about the Hallows, '' Washburn stated.

Jarett laughed, `` They will soon. Which one did you discover ? ``

`` The Resurrection 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 find 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 tone closer to Washburn. `` And you have n't found the demand situation. ``

`` Sorry, but Potter did n't eff either, '' Washburn answered nervously. `` Should n't we just start searching ? ``

`` We will, but I 've told Quinton he could come with us, and he 's not here yet, '' Jarett answered. `` And we 've got another job to do tonight, anyway. ``

`` And what is that ? '' Washburn asked.

`` Kill Potter, '' Jarett said.

Albus let out a pant. They were going to obliterate his dad ? But why ? Albus turned around and looked at his friends. They were all standing broth still and wearing expression of utter fear on their faces.

`` I do n't retrieve we 're alone anymore, '' Washburn informed Jarett and a grin appeared across his face.

Albus turned back around to face the two wizards and backed up. Jarett and Washburn turned towards Albus and started walking towards him and his friends.

`` I believe you are right, '' Jarett responded, `` Mr. thrower, how dainty of you to fall in 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 simplest charms. The Weasley girlfriend is a right know-it-all. Eckerton is benumbed half the time, so I doubt he 's capable of doing lots deception. Brickston does n't jazz when to keep his mouth shut. And the former girl does n't seem too bright either, '' Washburn said, `` I say we just let them hang around and if they interfere, I 'll take caution of them. '' He stared Albus in the eye, with a face of complete loathing.

`` Very well, '' Jarett agreed, `` You know them better than I do. Now, let 's get back to byplay. ``

`` right wing. Now, why do we get to kill ceramicist ? 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 elderberry bush scepter ! And if we want it, we 've got to kill him. ``

`` Oh, rightfulness, '' Washburn responded.

Albus watched the two wizards and glanced nervously at his friends. He had no estimate what he was going to do next. Albus had been right, Washburn and this other virtuoso were after the Hallows. Albus heard footsteps behind him and turned around, pulling out his wand at the Saame time.

`` Quinton, '' Jarett said, `` You 're tardily. ``

`` Sorry, Father, '' Quinton mumbled, `` Filch was lurking around. I had to expect for him to go out. ``

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 invisibleness Cloak. Albus let out a sigh of relievo. 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 former baby and my brother, too. And thanks to inkheart, TheNobleHouseofPotter, XDNLxtlz99, drownzer, and Moonylupin for their recapitulation !

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`` Nice of you to join us, Potter, '' Jarett stepped towards Harry. `` How did you find us ? ``

Harry drew his baton and stared at Jarett. `` Followed your son. bookman are n't supposed to be out of their common rooms after 60 minutes. ``

`` I do n't suppose it matters what he does now, '' Jarett replied icily. `` Once we have the Hallows, we will have power you know nothing 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 sons do n't cognise anything about the Hallows, so it proved pointless. You, however, provided us with a bully deal of information. ``

`` No, I have n't told them about the Hallows yet. But I suppose I 'll possess to after tonight, '' Harry said.

`` I do n't think you 'll have the chance, Potter, '' Jarett growled.

`` You 've found out where the Hallows are, then ? '' Harry asked.

Washburn nodded, `` The Resurrection Stone is in the forest. I managed to part through your misfortunate Occlumency. The invisibleness Cloak is in your hand. And you 've got the senior sceptre, we already knew that. ``

Harry held up his verge, `` I 'm afraid I do n't. ``

`` What ? ! '' Jarett shouted and looked at Harry 's verge, `` 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 talk ! Give me the Cloak ! ``

`` Do n't recollect so, '' Harry shoved the Cloak into his air pocket and raised his wand high-pitched. `` We 'll duel if you want, but if you come with me now, you 'll have less time in Azkaban. ``

`` I do n't manage about Azkaban ! '' Jarett shouted. `` Crucio ! ``

`` Protego ! '' Harry shouted at the Same time. A shield formed in battlefront of Harry, protecting him, Albus, and Albus 's acquaintance from Jarett 's spell.

Washburn and Quinton ran from behind Jarett, holding their wands out. Harry stepped towards Jarett and Jarett stepped closer to Harry. Albus watched them, his fondness beating fast. Jarett sent more spells towards Harry, but Harry blocked each of them. Albus smiled a trivial as he saw how much sound at dueling his dad was than Jarett.

Jets of lightheaded flew out of both Harry and Jarett 's wand, lighting up the night around them. Harry sent a spell towards Jarett and he flew back and landed on the ground. Jarett stumbled back to his animal foot and sent a stunning spell at Harry.

`` Just state me where the baton is ! '' Jarett shouted as he dodged Harry 's curse.

`` No ! '' Harry shouted back and leaped out of the way of another stunner. The two ace continued dueling, each one sending spells and curses towards the other. Albus stared at them. He had never seen dueling like this before. Neither wizard seemed to be slowing down. Harry was noticeably faster and dodged spells more easily than Jarett, but Jarett did n't seem 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 scepter facing Albus.

`` So, we duel again, Potter, '' Quinton smirked. `` obstructer ! ``

Albus dodged the while easily, but did n't make out what to do next. He had n't learned many dueling while yet. He held his sceptre up higher and watched Quinton.

`` Petrificus Totalus ! '' Quinton shouted. Albus jumped to the side of meat and dodged the new spell.

`` Ahh ! '' someone screamed behind Albus. He turned around and saw John Lackland, Rose, and Matt standing around Amanda, who was laying set on the ground. The spell meant for Albus had hit Amanda square in the chest.

Quinton laughed. `` One down, four to go ! ``

`` Watch out ! '' Albus shouted to his friends. They held up their wands and stood next to Albus.

`` Petrificus Totalus ! '' Quinton shouted again. Albus and his friends darted to one face and Quinton 's spell hit a nearby bush.

Albus regained his residual and turned to Quinton. He raised his baton and shouted, `` Expelliarmus ! ``

Quinton dodged the while and smirked at Albus, `` Think that 'll work again ? Petrificus Totalus ! ``

Albus and his friends dodged the spell yet again. `` Do n't you know any other 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. tell them. '' Albus waited until Rose had passed the word on to John and Matt and began to look. `` One ... ''

`` What are you doing ? '' Quinton asked nervously.

`` Two ... Three ! '' Albus shouted.

`` Expelliarmus ! '' All four commencement twelvemonth screamed the spell before Quinton realized what was going on. He was knocked off his feet and his wand flew out of his hand and sailed through the air, landing near lusterlessness. Matt picked it up and stowed it in his robe.

`` Urgh, '' Quinton picked his head up off the ground.

`` Let me take it from here, '' Washburn stormed over to where Quinton was laying. `` pitiful ... ''

Albus 's essence started beating even faster. He had never seen Washburn duel before. It would surely be a completely lot hard to disarm him than it was to unarm Quinton. Albus had no desire whatsoever to originate dueling with one of his teachers.

`` So you four, well five, if you count Tagger, '' Washburn began, `` Decided to feel out what I was doing. thinking that it was a secure approximation to tamper in my business ? ``

`` Er, '' Albus mumbled.

`` Do n't deny it, thrower ! '' Washburn shouted. `` You came here this evening ! You spied on me month ago ! ``

`` If you 're going to down my dad, than it is my business ! '' Albus shouted.

`` You could see it that way, if you 'd like. But if it 's your business, and you get in the way, we 'll shoot down you, too, '' Washburn growled at Albus.

Albus 's stomach churned with reverence and he looked over to where Harry was dueling Jarett. Harry had just sent a spell at Jarett that had completely knocked him off his feet. 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 harbor charm in between where Albus and Washburn were standing. `` You 'll regret it ! ``

`` I do n't think I will, muck about ! '' Washburn shouted back, aimed his wand at Harry, and sent a silent execration towards him. Harry easily dodged it.

`` Crucio ! '' Jarett had regained his proportionality and was pointing his wand at Harry. Harry turned back and ran out of the way of the unforgivable swearword just in time. He returned to his affaire d'honneur with Jarett, sending more jets of brightness level at him.

`` Are you Death eater ? '' toilet asked once Washburn returned his gaze to the group of first years.

Washburn smirked at John. `` You still have n't learned to shut your oral cavity, have you ? No, we 're not dying 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, '' King John replied.

Washburn stepped closer to John, `` Maybe I like to drag it out. But enough of that. Potter ! '' He looked at Albus and pointed his sceptre at Albus 's chest. `` I do n't suppose you know if your don has any spare wands laying around ? One that might be the elder verge ? ``

`` I dunno, '' Albus whispered, `` I do n't think so. ``

`` 'Course not, '' Washburn growled, `` And you probably would n't tell me if you did. ``

`` Do n't think so, '' Albus said.

`` Now, I think you four would be a unit lot easy to deal with if you did n't have your wands, '' Washburn seethed. `` Expelliarmus ! '' he pointed his scepter at matt. Harry 's shield charm had worn off and disappeared import before.

Albus looked over to where Matt was. flatness collapsed to the ground when the spell hit his pectus, and his wand and Willinson 's sceptre flew through the air, landing side by side to Washburn. Albus darted over to where lustrelessness was laying to see if he was ok.

`` Expelliarmus ! '' Albus shouted at Washburn after he realized that Matt was knocked out dusty. `` What did you do to him ? ! ``

Washburn deflected the patch and picked up the two wands. `` I just disarmed him, that usually does n't strike hard you out unless there are multiple people casting it. Always knew he was washy, '' Washburn sneered.

`` Shut it ! '' St. John the Apostle shouted as he bent down to try and inflame Matt up, `` Why do n't you ever leave him alone ? ! ``

`` Ahh, looks like you 'll be next, '' Washburn pointed his wand at John, `` Expelliarmus ! '' whoremonger 's wand sailed out of his hand and Washburn caught it. `` Now for the Weasley girl. Expelliarmus ! '' Rose 's scepter left her hand and landed in between Washburn and Albus.

Albus ran forward to pick up Rose 's sceptre. `` I do n't retrieve so, ceramicist, '' Washburn reached the wand first and picked it up. `` You 're next. Expelliarmus ! ``

Albus felt his sceptre pull up stakes his script and saw Washburn watch it. He glanced nervously at his friend. They were n't doing too well. No wands, and two of them were unconscious. Albus looked at Washburn, who had started pacing in a circle around them.

`` Defenseless students, '' he smirked, `` I think you 'll be much more willing to do what I say now. metre to go into the forest, we 're going on a little magpie hunt. ``

`` No, '' Albus told him, `` We 're not. ``

`` You 're not in a lieu to negociate, ceramicist. You 'll help me find the resurrection Stone, '' Washburn barked, `` Now, follow me ! '' Washburn started to walk towards the forest, but Albus did not succeed. `` Let 's go, thrower ! ``

`` We 're not going, '' pink wine said, crossing her arms across her chest.

`` You 'll repent 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 condemnation towards all three of them. Albus jumped behind a Tree to debar a jonah that wound up hitting the tree. He looked over to where Harry and Jarett were dueling. As far as Albus could enjoin, 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 make out ! '' Albus shouted back. He peeked his head out from behind the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and saw John running towards them. Washburn pointed his wand at John 's back and hit him with a stumble hex. John the Divine fell forward and he landed on the ground with a sickening crush. `` St. John the Apostle ! '' Albus shouted and ran out from behind the tree.

`` Just you and the Weasley missy now, Potter, '' Washburn growled. `` Sectumsempra ! '' he shouted at Rose.

`` No ! '' Albus shouted as the torment hit one of her arms. She sank down onto the solid ground, screaming in pain. Albus could see blood seeping out of her robes. `` break it ! '' Albus shouted again. Albus glanced over to his dad again. Both of the adept were slowing down. Willinson was definitely the worsened off, he was leaning against a Tree, trying to hold up his scepter with a broken arm. `` Dad ! help ! ``

Harry turned away from his duel and came limping over when he heard Albus 's vociferation. `` Expelliarmus ! '' he shouted at Washburn, and all five scepter the appeal teacher was holding sailed out of his hands. Washburn turned away from Rose and looked at Harry. `` Do n't go near my niece, '' Harry growled at Washburn.

`` Let 's go, '' Washburn lifted Quinton onto his pes, `` You all right ? ``

`` mulct, '' Quinton grunted. The two of them took one look at Harry and ran off into the night. Albus saw them disapparate just as they left the Hogwarts grounds.

Albus glanced over to where Jarett had been moment before. He was gone. `` Are n't you going to go after them, Dad ? ``

`` Ca n't, '' Harry lifted his robe and revealed a nasty cut on his leg, `` Took all my strength to get over here and keep open you. '' Harry sank down onto the ground, breathing heavily. `` Are you all right ? ``

`` Yeah, I 'm all right, '' Albus sat down side by side to his dad and leaned up against him. `` But I want to know the whole story about the Hallows. ``

`` I know, and I will evidence you, '' Harry sighed, `` After we get back to the castle. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus whispered. He looked over to where pink wine 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 castling now ? '' she asked quietly. Her vocalisation was shaking. She was holding one of her deal down over her arm, stopping the bleeding that Washburn 's torment had caused.

`` I think that would be a secure estimate, '' Harry replied.

`` Harry ? '' a new phonation 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 total evening.

Neville shook his nous, `` Blimey, Washburn 's always been a little moth-eaten, but I 'd never have expected that. What was he after ? ``

`` I 'll explicate that later, '' Harry said, while trying to stick out up, `` But right now we 've got to get back to the castle. ``

`` rightfield, '' Neville agreed, `` Give me your hand. '' Harry extended his arm and Neville helped him up. Albus and pink wine got up after him.

Harry leaned on Neville and Neville helped him walk over to where John was laying. Neville conjured a capstone and with a moving-picture show of his wand, whoremaster was laying upon it. He did the same with matte and Amanda. `` What happened to them ? '' Harry asked quietly.

`` John got hit by a trip curse and hit his head on a John Rock, Amanda got a full-body-bind curse, and lustrelessness just got hit by Expelliarmus, '' Albus explained.

`` That 's cipher Madam Pomfrey ca n't fix, then, '' Harry replied. `` Let 's go. ``

The group slowly made their way back to the palace. It took them quite a while. Albus was fine, except for a few cuts and being completely worn out. The bleeding on Rose '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 meter they went up the stair, that he was in a great tidy sum of infliction. Eventually, they made it up to the infirmary offstage. When they got into the Barbara Ward, Madam Pomfrey was already bustling around, and when she saw them come in, she immediately descended upon them.

`` There you are, Harry ! '' the nanny shouted, `` I 've been trying to contact you all evening. Epistle of James got into a nasty duel with a couple Slytherins and he 's been unconscious mind ever since. '' She gestured to one of the layer at the far end of the elbow room and looked back at Harry. She gazed upon the chemical group and her mouth fell open. `` What in the name of Merlin happened to you lot ? ''

`` Quinton Willinson 's father, Jarett Willinson, tried to toss off me, '' Harry said simply. `` Had quite the duel with him down near the woods. Him, along with Quinton, plus Professor Washburn. ``

brothel keeper Pomfrey 's oculus became declamatory with electric shock. `` professor Washburn ? And where are they now ? '' she asked quietly.

`` They took off, disapparated once they left the evidence, '' Harry told her, `` I could n't enamour them with this nasty cut on my leg. ``

`` well, descend on, then, '' the nurse said, `` Harry, you go in bed one, since it 's near. 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 scepter. `` And let 's see, Neville, take them to beds four, five, and seven, since James River is in bed six. ``

Neville nodded and directed the capstone to the vacuous layer. Albus walked over to the second bed and lay down. He stared at the ceiling, thinking about what had happened. Washburn thought Harry had the 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 recite Albus everything. It was only a matter of time before Albus knew the whole narration about the Hallows.

Madam Pomfrey came bustling over to Albus 's bed. `` Here, pledge this, '' she handed him a potion. `` Dreamless rest. '' madam Pomfrey turned away from Albus and strode across the room to one of her storage locker. She rummaged around inside. `` All the potter in the Hospital extension at once, it was bound to materialize sooner or later ... '' she muttered.

Albus gratefully took the potion, and a few proceedings later, he fell into a restful sleep.

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A/N : Thanks to my babe and genus Beta, Dancer of Starlight and my other sister and brother. Thanks as well to XDNLxtlz99, drownzer, inkheart, Moonylupin, and MiZzPrInCeZz for their followup !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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When Albus awoke the sun was shining into the window next to his bed. He sat up and peered at the clock on the bulwark. It was two o'clock. Albus looked over at rose 's bed ; she was still asleep.

Madam Pomfrey came out from behind the drape around one of the beds. She walked over to Albus once she noticed he was awake. `` How are you, dear ? ``

`` I 'm fine, '' Albus told her, while trying to glint at the former beds, to see how everyone else was.

`` Are you sure ? '' Madam Pomfrey asked, `` zippo hurts ? ``

`` No, I 'm ok, '' Albus answered truthfully, `` But what about everyone else ? Where 's my dad ? ``

`` They 're all exquisitely, too, '' Madam Pomfrey assured him, `` They 're asleep. And your dad left a few hours ago. He had to take upkeep of some things at the Ministry. He said he 'd be back later. Now, do you want something to eat ? ``

`` Sure, '' Albus said, suddenly realizing how hungry he was. dame Pomfrey left the way for a few minutes and came back with a tray filled with sandwiches and pumpkin succus. She set it down on Albus 's bedside mesa and Albus started eating. rose wine and James woke up a few minutes later, and they joined Albus in his lunch. James immediately asked them what had happened terminal nighttime. Albus and Rose explained the whole thing.

`` Blimey, '' St. James the Apostle said quietly, once they had finished, `` I always knew Washburn was evil. ``

`` Explains why he hates us so much, '' Albus replied, `` We knew goose egg about the Hallows, and he thought he 'd be able to ascertain out where they were by reading our minds. ``

`` surmise so, '' St. James agreed. `` So, Dad said he 'd state us about the Hallows ? ``

`` Yeah, he did, '' Albus told him, `` I guess he will when he gets back from the Ministry. ``

John, mat, and Amanda woke up an hour later, and Albus and rosebush told them the quietus of what had happened the premature night. They were all glad 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 go on next.

Albus was sure that, somehow, the remainder of the school already knew what had happened the night before. They had no thought what Washburn, Quinton, and Jarett were after, but they knew about the duel that had taken seat on the grounds. Madam Pomfrey spent a lot of clock time keeping peculiar scholar out of the infirmary Wing, and eventually she locked the door. Victoire and Amy were the first ones to visit Albus and the others in the hospital Wing, followed by the rest of Albus 's cousins. They all wanted to know what went on, and Albus told them most of the story. He left out the character about the Hallows, since none of Albus 's cousins knew about them. Amanda, John, and Matt 's parents showed up for a few hours each and were all relieved that their shaver were ok.

Once evening arrived, ma'am Pomfrey made all of Albus 's cousin and Amy leave, and she gave Albus and the others a magnanimous platter of solid food for their dinner. After they finished eating, Albus heard someone trying to get into the room.

`` Bloody hellhole, I think she locked it ! '' a voice shouted out.

`` Oh, Ron, honestly. Just knock, '' a female vocalisation said. Albus heard a loud knock, and Madam Pomfrey came running out of her office. She flung the door open air and Ron and Hermione came running in. `` Rose ! '' Hermione shouted and descended upon her daughter. She wrapped rose wine in a big hug. `` Are you all right ? ``

`` Yes, Mum, '' blush wine hugged Hermione back. Ron sat down on the bed and wrapped his blazon around Rose as well.

`` Where 's Harry ? '' Madam Pomfrey asked, `` I thought he was coming with you ? ``

`` He was behind us, '' Ron glanced at the door.

`` I 'm here, '' Harry appeared in the door 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, '' lady Pomfrey scolded.

`` Did n't make much of a choice. I had to alarm the Ministry. I 've got Aurors looking for Washburn and both Willinsons right now, '' Harry explained.

`` Good, '' Madam Pomfrey handed Harry a goblet of potion, `` Drink that. ''

Harry took the potion and downed it in one taste. `` Disgusting. ``

`` Dad ? '' Albus asked tentatively, `` Are you going to tell us about the Hallows now ? ``

Harry sighed, `` I suppose. ``

`` You 've got to let John, lustrelessness, and Amanda listen to, '' Albus insisted.

`` I know, they 've got to know what happened, too, '' Harry agreed, `` We just need some seat private. ``

`` How about the room of Requirement ? '' Albus suggested.

`` You 've found that already ? '' Harry grinned.

`` well, matte showed it to us, '' Albus explained.

`` Oh, '' Harry replied, `` Well, that would be the stark place. '' Harry stood up. `` Poppy, I 've got a bit of explaining to do to the kids. ``

`` Ca n't you do it here ? '' ma'am Pomfrey asked, `` It really would be unspoiled for them all to stay on here a while longer. ``

`` I promise we 'll all hail back once I 'm done, '' Harry said.

`` Really, Harry, they need rest ! '' madam Pomfrey insisted.

`` I owe them an explanation, Poppy, '' Harry said quietly.

`` Oh, fine ! '' Madam Pomfrey threw her helping hand up in disgust, `` But do n't throw them out too long. ``

Harry grinned. Albus got up out of the bed. James, pink wine, John the Evangelist, Matt, and Amanda all got up as well. They followed Harry, Ron, and Hermione to the door.

`` I 'm getting too old for this, '' gentlewoman Pomfrey muttered as they left.

`` You 're not allow for, are you ? '' mat asked nervously.

madam Pomfrey smiled, `` Of course not, dear. Do n't you worry. ``

The chemical group made their way slowly to the seventh level. Once they reached the portrait of Barnabas the Barmy, Harry started pacing. After a few moments, a door appeared where it had n't been previously. Harry opened it and everyone followed him inside. The elbow room looked a lot like it did when mat asked for it. The only obtrusive difference was that this time there were more armchairs and another couch.

Harry sat down on one of the couch. Albus and James sat on either face of him. Ron, Hermione, and rosebush took the former couch, while John, Matt, and Amanda took the chairs.

`` Dad, '' Albus began, `` We already know about the Hallows. ``

`` You do ? '' Harry asked.

`` Er, yeah, we know about the connection to the story of the 3 Brothers, and we know that the Deathly Hallows are the senior Wand, Resurrection Stone, and the invisibility Cloak. We just do n't roll in the hay why you 've kept it a mystery. ``

Harry sighed, `` How long have you known ? ``

`` A few months now. Since April. matt told us about them. ``

`` Really ? '' Harry looked at mat, `` You knew about them ? ``

`` Yeah, my dad told me, '' lustrelessness answered, `` But I was n't for sure if I believed they existed or not, until Albus told me about the Cloak. ``

`` Not many citizenry think they 're real, '' Harry replied, `` I first heard the Tale of the Three Brothers when I was 17. It was the class that Ron, Hermione, and I were hunting Horcruxes. When Dumbledore was killed, he left each of us something in his will. You already know that he left Hermione the original written matter of The narrative of Beedle the Bard, written completely in ancient runes. Ron got the Deluminator, and I got the first Snitch I ever caught.

`` Hermione decoded the runes and noticed a symbolic representation in a drawing that went with the Tale of the trinity Brothers. '' Harry pulled a spell of parchment and a quill out of his pocket. He drew a triangle, with a R-2 inside it, and a transmission line connecting the top of the triangle to the rear end. `` This was the symbol. We recognized it because at Bill and Fleur 's marriage ceremony, Xenophilius Lovegood was wearing it on his robes. Viktor Krum approached him about it because this symbolic representation is also Grindelwald 's symbol. ``

`` Grindelwald, that immorality whiz Dumbledore defeated ? '' lustrelessness asked.

`` Yes, '' Harry continued, `` But at one point, Dumbledore and Grindelwald were friends- ''

`` What ? ! '' matte shouted.

`` They were, '' Harry said. Albus already knew this contribution of the story, but it must have had relevance to the Hallows, if Harry was telling it again. `` They were friends, who were obsessed with uniting the Hallows. That symbolisation is the symbol of the Hallows. The trigon is the Cloak, the circuit, the Edward Durell Stone, and the line of work, the Elder scepter. 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 Wand changed its allegiance, and Dumbledore became the new maestro. ``

`` Dumbledore had the elderberry bush Wand ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, he did, '' Harry said, `` Now, after Hermione decoded the fib, 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 suffer already guessed this, but Voldemort found out about the Elder verge and he wanted to get it, because he believed it would enable him to kill me. That is why he wanted someone to kill Dumbledore. However, before Snape killed Dumbledore, Draco Malfoy disarmed him. The Wand changed dedication once again. You see, the Elder Wand does n't change allegiance when a wizard kills the wizard it belongs to. That wizard just needs to be defeated. Defeat does n't always equal death. Since Snape killed Dumbledore, Voldemort assumed that the baton 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 consume the Elder Wand in his monomania at the time, it was still his wand. 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 fealty to Snape, so Voldemort used his snake to shoot down Snape.

`` After Snape died, I viewed his retentivity in the Pensieve, and found out that I was a Horcrux and I would give birth to die in order for Voldemort to die. As I was walking into the woodland, I tried once again to open the stoolie that had failed to open earlier in the year. It opened, and inside was the Resurrection Stone. In the forest, Voldemort tried once again to stamp out me, but he only succeeded in killing the Horcrux inside me. When I came back, Voldemort and I had one final duel. He had the elder Wand, but it 's allegiance belonged to me. He tried to drink down me with a wand that was mine. A baton will not work properly against its true proprietor. So, when we dueled, Voldemort 's killing swearword bounced off my disarming magical spell, and hit him. ``

Albus stared at his dad, `` But what about the fact that Voldemort used your rake to come back to life ? Is n't that why you survived ? ``

`` That 's theatrical role of it, Al, '' Harry told him.

Albus did n't know what to say. He finally had the answer he had been looking for. This was why no one else knew about them. The Hallows did stimulate to do with Voldemort 's downfall, a big part.

`` Where 's the elder Wand now ? '' James II asked, `` Do you own it ? ``

`` No, '' Harry answered, `` That wand is too much worry. It 's back with Dumbledore. And if I die a natural destruction, it will possess no allegiance. ``

`` Oh, '' James IV replied, `` Would 've been cool, though, having an unbeatable wand. ``

`` And the Harlan F. Stone ? '' Albus asked, `` Is it really somewhere in the woods ? ``

`` Yes, '' Harry answered, `` And I have no approximation where. The only Hallow I 've got is the Invisibility Cloak. ``

`` But you did unite them, the Hallows ? '' Albus asked.

`` For a petty piece, yes, '' Harry said. `` I was the Master of Death. ``

`` That 's what Washburn and the Willinsons wanted to do, right ? ''

`` Yes, that was their architectural plan, '' 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 wee-wee 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 expiry'. Albus was relieved that he finally knew the whole tale, but he still had more query. Had his dad ever used the Resurrection Edward Durell Stone ? How did it thread up in the forest ? But Albus decided to ask the question that had been pulling at him since he first heard 'Hallows'bring up calendar 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 last summer, when I told you everything else. But at the Lapp time, I did n't want you to tell anyone about it. I wanted to await until you were older and more mature. ``

`` So you did n't trust me ? '' Albus asked. He hated it when people told him he was n't old enough to do something, or know about something.

`` Not exactly. I did n't want you to be tempted to tell people about the Hallows. If word got out that there is an unbeatable baton out there, especially one that is on the Hogwarts grounds, the resultant role could be bad. Look at what Washburn and the two Willinsons did. And they are just three people. Imagine if half the school was going after that wand ? I 'm not saying everyone would want to use the verge for evil, but if a lot of the great unwashed were going after it we could accept a disaster on our script. The musical theme of superpower, whether one is going to use it for skilful or evil, does crazy thing to people. And that is why I did n't assure you. I did n't desire a lot of people to hump about it. But that did n't crop at all. Now, more multitude than just you and Jesse James and rose wine know about it.

`` Which brings me to my next point, '' Harry said in a more life-threatening tone, `` None of you can recite 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 masses know about my Cloak, but without cognition of the Resurrection Stone or the Elder Wand, they wo n't think anything of it. ``

`` I ca n't even tell our cousins ? '' Saint James asked.

`` No, I 'm no-account, but you ca n't, '' Harry replied

`` I wo n't tell, '' Albus assured Harry. Rose, John, and Amanda all nodded.

`` wish I could tell my dad, '' Matt said, `` He 'd fuck to listen about it. ``

`` Is he interested in the Hallows ? '' Harry asked.

`` Yeah, he was. He went all over the world researching them when he was younger. Never found out where they were. devote up after he and my mum decided to start a family, though. He still believes they exist, '' Matt replied.

`` Maybe I 'll tell him, someday, '' Harry answered, `` But for now, please do n't secern him. ``

`` All right, '' Matt agreed.

`` wellspring, then, I think we ought to get back to the Hospital Wing, '' Harry stood up, `` Madam Pomfrey will have my brain if I keep you up much later. ``

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Madam Pomfrey let Albus and the others leave the Hospital Wing two Clarence Day later. Albus was quite well-chosen about this, as he was getting bored with the Hospital Wing. Albus and his champion spent much of the Day following talking or playing plot in the common way 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 state. A few pupil asked Albus and his booster about what had happened with Washburn and the Willinsons, but Albus did n't narrate them anything. The students'attention was soon release towards the Quidditch final exam. Just as Albus and Harry had predicted a few months prior, it would be Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw.

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`` You 're going to be fine, James, '' Albus assured his chum at breakfast a few break of the day later. James was sitting across from him, but was n't eating anything. With the elision of King James I, everyone else at the Gryffindor table was in eminent spirits. test were over, and it was the final Quidditch catch of the year. The sole one besides James who was n't eating anything was Matt, and considering that the full lunar month was that night, it was n't surprising.

`` Jesse James, you 've got to eat something, '' Samantha Meyers had appeared behind James and was pouring him a glass of pumpkin juice, `` At to the lowest degree toast this. '' James nodded and took the chalice, but he only drank a few sips. He glanced nervously at Albus, and then looked up at the faculty table.

Albus turned and looked as well. Harry was n't there. The yesteryear few twenty-four hour period, Harry had been away from Hogwarts more than he had been there. He had been spending a lot of metre at the Ministry, organizing the search for Washburn and both Willinsons. `` He 'll be there, James. He said he would. You know he would n't miss the friction match for the Earth. ``

`` Ok, squad, let 's go ! '' Samantha stood up and beckoned her team to conform to her. James followed the rest of the squad, with one last glance at the faculty table. As they left, the entire Gryffindor tabular array stood up and cheered.

A few minutes later, Albus and his admirer walked down to the pitch. `` concluding Quidditch friction match of the year, '' Albus sighed.

`` Yeah, just hope we win ! '' John shouted.

`` Hope so, too. But Ravenclaw will be gruelling to beat. They 've got a good team, '' Albus replied.

`` At least the weather 's serious, '' privy pointed out, `` I do n't think we 've played in ameliorate weather condition than this the altogether year. '' lavatory was right about that. It was warm, hardly windy at all, and there was just adequate cloud masking to mask the glare from the sun.

`` I hope it 's a fast catch, '' lusterlessness yawned as they climbed into the stands.

`` It probably wo n't be, '' Albus said, `` We 're pretty evenly matched with Ravenclaw. ``

flatness groaned, `` Maybe St. James the Apostle will recognize the Snitch early. ``

`` Would n't count on it, '' Albus responded, `` 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 equal, but Ravenclaw will get the Cup. And Samantha has made it crystallise she wants the Cup. It 's her only chance. She 's only been captain for this year. Before her, it was Teddy. ``

`` Maybe you should 've stayed in the castle, '' blush wine said sympathetically.

`` And leave out Quidditch ? '' Matt stared at her like she had three heads.

blush wine sighed. `` I do n't experience what 's with you guy wire and Quidditch, '' she muttered.

`` It 's a soundly game ! '' Amanda grinned, `` Way better than football. ``

`` Does n't contract much for something to be more interest than football, '' John laughed, `` I mean, honestly, what were the Muggles thinking ? How can a biz be exciting with one ball ? ``

Albus laughed. He had to agree. He had been to one football catch before. It was a residential district league, and Harry had taken him and King James to see if they had been interesting in playing it. Throughout the whole catch, both Albus and James had commented on how much near Quidditch was.

Albus watched the stands fill up, hoping to catch a glance of his dad. He looked at the portion of the stands where the staff sat, but the ass next to Neville that Harry usually occupied during Quidditch matches remained empty. Where was he ? The match was about to start. He promised Saint James the Apostle that he would be there.

`` Welcome, Hogwarts students and stave to the Quidditch final exam ! '' Todd Adam Smith 's vocalisation boomed over the crowd. `` Today 's equal is between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw ! And here come the squad !

`` showtime is Ravenclaw. maitre d'hotel President Tyler Pike, followed by Dan Calamity Jane, Natalie cable television service, Allie Sir Humphrey Davy, Damien Waverly, Kate Waverly, and Zack Valentino ! '' heptad players in blasphemous gown walked out onto the domain, with their brooms over their shoulders.

`` Next we have Gryffindor ! Captain Samantha Meyers, followed by Ryan O'Malley, Epistle of James ceramicist, Omar Nelson Bradley Weasley, Fred Weasley, Empire State of the South Weasley, and ling Weasley ! '' The Gryffindor team marched onto the battlefield and stopped in social movement of the Ravneclaws.

`` Professor Oteski steps onto the field. Captains Meyers and Pike stir hands, and the team 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 pitch, dodging Bludgers sent by Valentino and Davies.

`` Gryffindor scores the first-class honours degree goal of the game ! '' Todd shouted out, once broom managed to get the Quaffle past Kate Waverly. `` Ravenclaw in possession now. Waverly strait to Burke, and then back to Waverly. ``

`` Hi, Al. ``

Albus turned around at the sound of his public figure. Harry had appeared behind him and was climbing over the seats in order to sit down. Albus moved over so Harry could sit in between him and 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 firstly goal of the game, '' Albus grinned.

`` Awesome ! She 's got some arm, let me narrate you. Even as a child. I remember once, she threw one of her toys at me. yield me a black eye, '' Harry laughed.

`` Why are you sitting here ? '' Albus asked, `` You usually sit with the eternal sleep of the stave. ``

`` To be honest, it 's more than fun sitting here, '' Harry grinned, `` I do n't have to control my agitation when Gryffindor scores. ``

At that bit, Samantha scored a goal, and all the Gryffindors jumped up, screaming and hollering with joy. Harry screamed the tawdry of them all.

`` See what I mean ? '' Harry grinned, `` The staff always has to curb their excitement, in parliamentary procedure not to play ducky. ``

For the next hr, the plot continued with both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw scoring end after goal. After the first initial goals, Ravenclaw caught up quickly and tied the match. Both teams showed exceptional skill, 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 books. ``

Albus agreed, `` Yeah, we 've just got to hope that we can somehow get 40 power point ahead. ``

`` That could remove a patch, '' Harry said.

`` cable length of Ravenclaw has scored ! '' Todd shouted, `` 110-100 Ravenclaw ! ``

`` Falco columbarius ! '' Albus shouted. Albus looked out over the pitch. Heather was in possession of the Quaffle again. Valentino was flying directly behind her and hit a Bludger towards her capitulum. Luckily, she ducked at that very moment and the Bludger wound up hitting Damien Waverly instead. Waverly slipped off his Scots heather, but managed to guard on with one helping hand. He got back on the broom and sent a nasty spirit towards Valentino. In the interim, heather mixture managed to score another goal.

It became top within the side by side half 60 minutes of the biz, that the Damien Waverly had been injured by the Bludger. His coordination was all off, and he was having problem catching the Quaffle. This, of course of study, worked to Gryffindor 's advantage, and soon enough the grade was 120-150 Gryffindor.

`` Just one more than destination, '' Albus said, `` One to a greater extent and James can enchant the snitcher. ``

`` It 'll be gruelling to keep up that 40 stop lede, though, '' Harry pointed out. `` He 'll stimulate to find the stoolpigeon soon after the finish is scored. ``

`` I hope he does, '' rosebush said, `` I do n't cogitate Matt can take much more of this. ``

Albus looked over at his protagonist and felt bad that he had become so draw in the game, that he had n't noticed how bad matte looked. lustrelessness appeared to have fallen benumbed and was leaning his question on Harry 's articulatio humeri. He was wincing every once and a while, much like he had been during the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin game. Why did they always schedule Quidditch mate around the good moon ?

Harry nudged lustrelessness gently until he woke up, `` Wha 's going on ? '' lusterlessness asked sleepily.

`` You fell asleep, '' Harry said gently, `` You 're welcome to lean on me, but I was n't certainly if you wanted to miss the peer. ``

`` I do n't, thanks, '' Matt replied, blushing a fiddling, `` It 's bad enough having Malfoy see me come asleep in class, but during Quidditch .... ''

`` I do n't reckon he can see you here, '' Albus said quietly, `` He 's on the other side of the stand. ``

`` goodness, '' matte responded. `` But I still do n't want to miss the match. ``

Albus turned his attention back to the compeer. It seemed to be getting harder and harder for Ravenclaw to to make finish with only two chasers. Damien Waverly was flying more erratically by the minute and his teammates had long since stopped trying to throw him the Quaffle. However, despite the trouble, Ravenclaw was putting up a dependable fight. Their other two pursuer were superb.

`` Burke scores ! '' Todd shouted out over the crowd, `` Making the score 130-150 Gryffindor ! C'mon, you can do it, Gryffindor ! Just two More finish and catch the stool pigeon ! ``

`` patch, '' Albus sighed, `` So much for one more goal. ``

`` It 's all right-hand, Al, two goals wo n't be hard, '' Harry shifted awkwardly to bend towards his son. Matt had fallen asleep on his shoulder again. `` Madam Pomfrey did n't even desire him to go to the mates, '' Harry gestured to matt. `` But I convinced her to let him. ``

`` Thanks, '' Albus smiled, `` He did n't need to leave out it, even if he is asleep during half of it. ``

`` Well, lady Pomfrey worries a lot, '' Harry told him, `` Frankly, she was n't too keen on James playing, either. Said he 'd just recovered from his duel with those Slytherins and he ought to be resting. But I insisted that he could play. ``

`` He seems to be doing fine, '' Albus said as he glanced out over the pitch. James was currently circling above the rest of the actor. The Ravenclaw Seeker, President Tyler Pike, was doing the same.

`` He is, '' Harry agreed, `` Staying out of the way, that 's the best strategy for a quester. ``

`` Gryffindor scores ! '' Todd exclaimed, `` Captain Meyers has scored ! ``

`` See, Al, now it 's just one more goal, again, '' Harry said.

The plot was now entering it 's one-third hour. There was still no polarity of the Snitch, which was honorable for Gryffindor, since they still needed to grade one more goal before James could catch it. About ten proceedings after Samantha scored, heather mixture managed to score as well.

`` Yes ! '' Albus jumped up in his butt and shouted out in excitement. Now, St. James could enamor the Snitch.

`` As long as Gryffindor can proceed their forty pointedness star, and take in the Snitch, they will win the Cup ! '' Sweeney Todd shouted.

Albus watched as Saint James the Apostle started picking up speed and fly around the rake, looking for the canary. But in the meantime, Dan Burke was once again storming up the tar with the Quaffle. He flew straight towards the Gryffindor finish and managed to score another goal.

`` Damn ! '' Todd shouted.

`` Language, smith ! '' Patil shouted next to him.

`` Sorry, Professor, '' Sir Alexander Robertus Todd said, `` Now, Gryffindor must hit another goal in order to realise back the forty stage lead. And they might be doing that now ! Fred Weasley has gained possession of the Quaffle. He passes to Meyers and then Meyers passes it back. Fred aims the Quaffle, and scotch ! Gryffindor has the XL level lede again ! ``

The Gryffindors were all on their substructure now, shouting in exhilaration and chanting 'Go, St. James the Apostle, go ! All of them except Matt and Harry. Somehow, Matt was managing to sleep through everything, and Harry continued to let him lean on his shoulder. Luckily, no one seemed to comment, besides Albus, King John, rose wine, and Amanda. They kept glancing worried feeling at Matt, but eventually, they got sucked up into the emotion of the game and watched James 's lookup for the Snitch.

`` And I think he 's seen it ! '' Sir Alexander Robertus Todd screamed, `` Yes, thrower has seen the Snitch ! He 's flying directly towards the solid ground. thruway 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 closer and closer to the ground. Albus was sure as shooting he would doss into it, and watched nervously as Saint James the Apostle finally pulled out of the diving, just in prison term. He flew back up a few feet, holding the struggling canary in his hand. Albus turned to his dad. `` We 've won ! We 've got the Cup ! ``

`` Gryffindor wins ! With 320 points, Gryffindor has not only won the match, but they 've won the Cup as well ! Congratulations, Gryffindor ! '' Todd 's voice rang out over the crowd.

`` matt, wake up ! '' lavatory nudged his Quaker awake, `` We 've won, wake up ! ``

`` Wha'? '' Matt slowly lifted his head off Harry 's articulatio humeri and looked at all the excitement around him. `` Oh, right. Awesome ! ``

Harry stood up, grin, `` I 'm going to go preen James. I 'll see you later. I 'll probably stop by the unwashed way, for the party. ``

Albus gave his dad a hug before he left, `` All right. See you later. ``

`` Let 's get back to the vulgar way, '' Rose suggested as she watched mat rub his head, `` We 'll see James I there. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus agreed. He knew Matt had no desire to bring together the mob of Gryffindors currently storming the pitch.

Despite their slow walk back to the rook and up to the one-seventh flooring, Albus and his protagonist made it back to the green way before well-nigh of the other Gryffindors. In fact, the only other people there were a few quondam educatee Albus did n't know, Amy, Victoire, and someone Albus definitely did n't expect to see.

`` slip ! '' Albus shouted as he spotted Teddy sitting next to Victoire on one of the couch. `` What are you doing here ? ``

`` Came to see the match. Epistle of James did brilliantly ! They could n't have found a better Seeker to supervene upon me, '' he grinned, `` And came to see Vicky 's graduation, of path. '' He smiled at Victoire and giggled.

`` Oh, right field, '' Albus grinned, `` sword lily you came ! ``

`` Yeah, it 's great to be back here, '' Teddy grinned, `` Well, I think I might go to Hogsmeade and pluck up some supply for the company. ``

`` Great ! '' Albus said, `` See you in a bit. ``

`` You, too, '' Teddy stood up. He gave Victoire a quick candy kiss and exited the common way. It was really starting to fill up now, although the team had yet to arrive.

`` Are you going to stay for the political party ? '' Albus quietly asked flatness.

`` I do n't think so, '' lustrelessness yawned, `` Think I might take a nap. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus responded. Matt left the mathematical group and made his way through the crowd to the dormitories.

`` It 's so unfair, '' blush wine said softly as he left. Albus, John, and Amanda nodded in correspondence, but no one said anything else on the subject.

The group found seats at their usual table and shortly after they sat down, James IV and the eternal rest 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 mind. `` We did it ! '' She was positively beaming. The rest of the team climbed in behind her, all of them grinning from ear to ear. The entire common room burst into hand clapping as soon as they were all inside.

`` Thank you, everyone ! '' Samantha shouted over the crowd, `` I just want to say a few words. '' She waited until everyone was silent. `` first base, I just want to thank the totally team. We could n't have done this without any of you. We 've got a wondrous squad here, and I 'm definitely going to miss all of you next year. I especially want to congratulate James River, '' she turned to James, who was clearly basking in the aura, `` You have done an outstanding job this unscathed year. Coming in as seeker, right after Teddy Lupin, who was one of the Charles Herbert Best seeker this star sign has ever had. That, and being expected to live on up to your dad 's repute. Well, all I can say is you have lived up to that expectation. And I think you are definitely going to equal Teddy as far as seeking skill goes- ''

`` Ah, Samantha ! '' chemise came bursting back into the common room, `` Am I missing you rambling on about my splendour on the Quidditch tar ? ``

`` Actually, no, Teddy, '' Samantha laughed, `` I was just saying how Jesse James could leave you a run for your money when it comes to seeking. ``

`` well, that 's no surprisal, since it was Yours Truly who trained him, '' shimmy joked.

`` Oh, shut it, slip ! '' Samantha replied.

`` And I get no credit at all ? '' Harry had come into the vulgar room and was standing behind Teddy.

`` Harry ! '' chemise turned around, smiling, `` gladiola you could get to the political party ! I 've just gotten back from getting supplying. ``

`` goodness, '' 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 fierce. Teddy had not only bought stuff and nonsense from Honeydukes, but from Weasley 's genius Wheezes as well. teddy bear treated everyone to a display of Everlasting pyrotechnic, which took the shape of Gryffindor Panthera leo, Snitches, and broom handle. Albus and his friends quite enjoyed it, and they also played round after round of Exploding Snap. Just like the previous party, no one left for dinner party. shift had bought enough nutrient that no one needed to. Even Harry stayed well into the evening.

`` You know, Rose, '' toilet said after what must have been their tenth game of Exploding catch, `` I do n't remember I 've ever seen you without a book before. ``

Albus looked over at Rose, who was indeed without any sort of Christian Bible. `` Well, exams are over now, '' blush wine laughed, `` I do take a faulting from studying every once and a patch. ``

`` It 's just sort of shocking, '' John Lackland grinned, `` rebel without a book. ``

`` Do n't interest, '' Albus laughed, `` I guarantee you she 'll be back to studying within two weeks of going back home. ``

`` Oh, shut it, Albus, '' Rose grinned.

`` Hey, guy rope, '' James was standing succeeding to their mesa, his smile still as big as when he first came into the room.

`` Oh, hi, James II ! '' Albus replied, `` Congratulations on the couple ! You did brilliantly. ``

`` Yeah, it was awesome ! '' Saint John agreed.

`` Great job ! '' Amanda said.

`` It was great !, '' Rose said.

`` Thanks, '' James I replied, `` You 're trying out next year, rightfulness Albus ? ``

`` Yeah, definitely, '' Albus answered, `` But I do n't fuck if I 'll make it. I mean, the only locating open will be Samantha 's. ``

`` I 'm certain you 'll make it, '' Henry James assured him, `` You 're a great chaser. ``

`` Thanks, '' Albus said quietly, his impudence turning a bit crimson.

`` Great party, huh ? '' Saint James the Apostle said, `` But where 's Matt ? ``

`` He, er, does n't feel good. He 's in the dormitory, sleeping, '' Albus answered.

`` Oh, I hope he feels better soon. He did n't look too thoroughly this morn, '' James responded, `` Well, I 'd amend get back to the squad. See you later. ``

Albus waved as Henry James left and was absorbed back into the vast crowd in the room. It seemed as if every Gryffindor was in the common room. With Harry and Teddy there as well, there was hardly room to move. Albus kind of liked it though. He was n't a Brobdingnagian 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 attention was definitely on James and the sleep of the Quidditch team. Albus glanced around the room and saw that the entire squad was right at the center of things, along with chemise and Harry.

`` Oh, hi, Matt, '' blush wine said quietly. Albus turned his head away from the Quidditch squad and saw that Matt had come down from the dormitory. He was leaning on the table and looking very tired.

`` Hi, '' he mumbled quietly, `` I 've got to go now. I 'll see you tomorrow, probably. ``

`` Yeah, tomorrow, '' Albus agreed. During the past few month, Albus and the others had started visiting Matt the day after every full moon. Ever since the first off time they had done that, Matt had started getting more and more well-heeled with the idea of his ally seeing him so soon after a shift. But Albus and the others had not visited him so early in the first light since. They now visited in the late good afternoon, after classes were done for the day.

`` privation me to go with you ? '' John Lackland asked.

`` No, it 's ok, Amy 's going to, '' Matt replied

`` ready ? '' Amy appeared following to Matt.

`` Yeah, I guess, let 's go, '' Matt turned and started to take the air towards the portrait hole. Amy followed closely behind.

`` finis one here, until Sept, '' Rose commented after they 'd left.

`` wonderment what it 's like at home ? '' lav mused.

`` Dunno, but I do n't imagine we should ask, '' Albus said quietly.

`` No, probably not, '' John agreed.

Albus and his friends stayed up late into the Nox, playing plot of Bromus secalinus and Exploding picnic. Harry spent most of the evening in the common room, but he left around 9 pm. However, the political party continued well into the wee 60 minutes of the morning. It probably would have lasted much longer, but Neville came in around 1 am, and told them they had to go to bed. Apparently, the noise had carried into other percentage of the castle and some of the other 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 second 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 buddy. Thanks also to BKL8008, inkheart, Moonylupin, and XDNLxtlz99 for their reviews ! There are only a few chapters left in this taradiddle, just to let everyone know.

Chapter 38 : Graduation

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`` May I have your attention, please, '' prof Kendrick stood up and announced at the End of Year spread the a span days later. Albus stopped talking to John and turned to face the Headmaster.

`` Thank you, '' Kendrick continued once the Great Hall was quiesce, `` What a twelvemonth, what a year. It is hard to conceive that it is now June. The year has ended with quite a shock absorber. I know that you all know by now what transpired on the undercoat this yesteryear calendar week. ``

Albus glanced around at his young man students and saw that they were all turning to stare at him. He sunk down in his buttocks a little bit and tried to debar their gaze.

`` I want to control 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 more attacks to come or not, I am sure we will all stand secure, and stand as one. Whatever is coming, we will deal with it. We have dealt with wickedness in the past and chances are we will deal with it in the future tense. '' prof Kendrick paused and looked out at his bookman. Everyone had returned their regard to him, and were no longer staring at Albus and his friends.

`` Now, onto scant thing. I have a few announcement, then the House Cup needs awarding. First, O.W.L. and N.E.W.T. resultant role will be mailed partway through the summer, as usual. Second, the commencement exercise observance will take piazza tomorrow, at ten o'clock. And lastly, as usual, I must cue you of the fact that using magic is prohibited while you are not in school over the summer.

`` And now, the family Cup. In last place, Hufflepuff with 376 points. '' Kendrick announced. Albus clapped politely along with everyone else in the entrance hall. `` Next, Gryffindor with 413 points. '' Albus groaned, as did everyone else sitting at the Gryffindor table. No doubt that the many full point Washburn took from all of them helped assure that they did not get the House Cup. `` In endorsement place, with 452 head, Slytherin. '' There was a bit more polite clapping, but none of it from the Gryffindor tabular array. `` And in offset place, Ravenclaw with 563 points ! Congratulations, Ravenclaw ! '' Kendrick waved his scepter and the ornament transformed from their usual Hogwarts colors into the Ravenclaw blue.

Albus clapped his work force, while looking glumly at his plateful. Oh, well, there was always next year. At least they 'd buzz off the Quidditch Cup.

`` I think that is all that needs to be announced, '' Kendrick said once the applause died down, `` And with that, bask the feast ! '' Kendrick waved his wand once again and food appeared on all the plates.

`` We 'll win it adjacent yr, '' John announced as he heaped his plate eminent with chicken, `` But you know what, I 'm going to escape this nutrient over the summer .... ''

`` 'Course we 'll win it next year, '' Albus agreed, `` Washburn wo n't be here anymore to take off unfair points. ``

`` You do n't know who Kendrick 'll get to replace him, though, '' Rose warned.

`` Good point, '' Matt said as he buttered a slice of staff of life. 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 annex yet, but he had convinced ma'am Pomfrey to let him go to the feast. `` Do you know if your dad will be teaching DADA again following year ? ``

`` Dunno, '' Albus shrugged. He had n't really thought about it before, but Harry had come to teach pop at a minute 's notice, and maybe Kendrick really did n't have time to get anyone else. But now he 'd have the whole summer.

`` Leslie Townes Hope he does, '' Matt replied, `` Otherwise, we 'll be getting two new teachers, and what are the hazard that both of them will be dainty ? ``

`` Not high, '' Rose said. `` I like having Uncle Harry teach here. I hope he comes back. ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus agreed. John and Amanda nodded.

`` Just hope our next Charms teacher is nicer, '' Amanda said, `` Of course, it wo n't take practically, will it ? ``

`` Nope, '' rose replied, `` Wo n't strike much at all. ``

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Albus awoke the following morning with just enough time to arrest a quick breakfast in the Great Hall before making his way to the priming coat for the graduation.

`` We 'll see you after, when we 're getting on the train, '' pink wine said to whoremaster and Amanda as she got up from the table.

`` Bye, '' John mumbled, his mouth full of toast.

`` Have fun, '' Amanda waved.

Albus and matte waved as they followed rose out of the room. `` dependable thing it 's sunny today, '' Albus commented, `` Remember chemise 's ? conclusion year ? ``

pink wine laughed, `` Oh, yeah, how could I forget that ? ``

`` What happened ? '' matte asked.

`` Worst thunderstorm of the all year, '' Albus grinned, `` It 's funny story looking back on it, but it was n't then. We got soaked, despite the tents Kendrick put up. Not to advert the current of air, thunder, and lightning. Scared Lily out of her mind. Mum had to take her into the castling partway through. ``

`` glad it 's not like that this year, '' Matt agreed. The three of them walked onto the grounds and over towards the electric chair that had been set up by the lake. People were already milling about and finding fundament. Albus spotted his parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and first cousin, all taking up practically half the seats.

`` There 's my mum and dad, '' Matt pointed to two masses sitting down near where Albus 's Aunt Fleur and Uncle poster were, `` Want to run into them ? ``

`` Sure, '' Albus said and Rose nodded.

lusterlessness 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 blond woman with an Aussie accent enveloped Matt in a tight hug.

`` Mum ! '' matte said, his cheeks turning red, `` I 'm okay ! Really, I am. ``

`` Are you sure ? You look a bit blench. Did you sleep well last Night ? '' the blond womanhood asked anxiously, with her limb still wrapped around her son.

`` I 'm sure enough ! I slept fine, really, '' lustrelessness assured her.

`` Julie, I think he 's OK. '' The man, who Albus guessed was Matt 's dad, pulled the adult female off of Matt. He also had an Aboriginal Australian speech pattern and was tall, with graying hair.

`` Oh, all rightfield, '' the char sighed, `` I just worry. ``

`` I know, so do I, '' the man said quietly, then turned to Matt, `` How was the end of terminus ? ``

`` Great, really. Well, with the exception of what happened with Washburn, '' flatness told them.

`` And you wonder why I worry so much, '' the fair sex said to the man, `` I 'm beaming everything else was o.k.. ``

`` Oh, these are my friends, '' Matt gestured to Albus and rosiness, `` Well, two of them anyway. Albus ceramicist and pink wine Weasley. They 're both Victoire 's cousins, like I told you in my letters. Albus, blush wine, this is my mum and dad. ``

`` Pleased to receive you, '' Rose smiled and judder their hands.

`` Hi, '' Albus shook their hands after Rose.

`` Hello, beloved, '' the char gave them a warm smile.

`` So you 're the one who set off fireworks in Professor Washburn 's class ? '' Mr. Eckerton asked.

`` Er, yeah, '' Albus answered nervously.

matt 's dad just laughed, `` That sounds like something I 'd have done in school. Of course, I did mickle of other poppycock .... '' Mrs. Eckerton gave him a bum flavour. `` Not that I 'm saying you should pull caper like that, of course. You should behave yourself in school, son, '' Mr. Eckerton said quickly to Matt.

Albus stifled a laugh and noticed his own parents, followed by his Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione walking over towards him. `` Hi, Mum and Dad ! ``

pink wine grinned and greeted her parents as well, `` howdy, Mum, Dad. ``

`` Albus ! '' Ginny let go of Lily 's hand and wrapped her son in a big hug.

`` Hi, Mum, '' Albus replied and rolled his center and Ginny finally let him go. He looked over and saw that Rose 's parents were doing the same affair with her.

Albus gestured to lusterlessness and his parents, `` This is our protagonist, Matt. wellspring, you already know him, Dad, '' Albus laughed, `` But anyway, these are his parents. And mat, Mr. Eckerton, Mrs Eckerton, those are my parents, and my Uncle Ron and aunt Hermione, who are rosebush 's parents. And my little baby Lily and Rose 's footling blood brother, Victor Hugo. ''

`` Nice to meet you, '' Matt 's dad stuck out his hand. `` Walter Eckerton. And my wife, Julie. '' The adults spent a few transactions exchanging hand wag and pleasantries, while Albus and rosiness introduced Matt to Lily and Hugo.

`` How 'd you get those gash ? '' Hugo asked flatness loudly, gesturing to the partially healed cuts on flatness 's arm. Since the full synodic month was only a couple days ago, they still had n't completely healed. `` Didja get 'em from that duel with prof Washburn ? '' Victor-Marie Hugo said excitedly, `` 'Cause that was awesome. 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 ! '' Hugo grinned. `` Ca n't wait until I can come here. ``

`` Just another year, Hugo, '' Albus smiled at his cousin. `` But do n't count on getting to duel with evil teacher. I 'd rather not have got had to do that. ``

`` Me and Lily acted out the duel, did n't we, Lily ? '' Hugo told them. Lily nodded her headland. Hugo continued, `` I got to be Washburn, only I won. Lily ran away. ``

`` Did not ! '' Lily shouted.

`` Did too ! '' Hugo shouted back.

`` Thomas Kyd, calm down, '' Ginny said sternly.

`` Mum, can Matt fall stay with us over the summer ? can, too, but he 's in the castle. They can descend 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 with Albus ? '' flatness asked his parents, `` Please ? ``

`` I do n't know ... '' Mrs Eckerton looked worriedly at her husband.

Mr. Eckerton glanced at his wife and replied, `` We 'll have to reckon about it. ``

`` Oh, come on ! Please ? '' Matt pleaded, `` I 'll be fine. Albus even said they 'd deliver the party at, a, serious fourth dimension. ``

Harry seemed to trance onto what the Eckertons were worried about and gave them a meaningful gaze, `` I understand your worry, but I 'm sure matt will be fine if he stays with us for a few days. And we will schedule the company at a proficient time. ``

The Eckertons still did n't await convinced, but Matt 's dad said, `` He probably will, but I 'd still care to talk it over with Julie. We 'll get back to you, all right ? ``

`` That 's OK, '' Harry replied.

Matt groaned, `` You worry too much. ``

`` Sometimes we have to vex, '' 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 tinct with the details of the company. ``

`` Sounds effective, '' Mrs. Eckerton replied.

`` See you after, matte, '' Albus waved. He and Rose followed their families to the chairman that were set up on the lawn. Albus sat down in between Rose and Harry and waited for the ceremonial to begin.

There was a bombastic stage set up in front of the chairs, with a magniloquent pulpit embossed with the Hogwarts summit. following to the podium was a table piled with Hogwarts diplomas. All the 7th twelvemonth sat in the start few wrangle of chairperson, dressed in their black Hogwarts gown and a adept 's hat.

After a few min, in which everyone who had been milling around and talking came and sat down, prof Kendrick strode up to the rostrum and began to speak. `` Welcome, protagonist and family, to the graduation ceremony of the Hogwarts class of 2017. I remember the first fourth dimension these students stepped groundwork into Hogwarts. Many were excited and just as many were scared and anxious. Some thought they knew all of Hogwarts 's secret, and others hardly knew anything about the Wizarding World at all. But that did not subject. Because now, they all stand as one, equally prepare to take on the world around them. I believe that great things will find to the people in this class and that they will do great things.

`` This form is a special one to me. Every social class at Hogwarts is particular, but the twelvemonth I became schoolmaster was the year this grade came to Hogwarts. I think that I was just as uneasy as they were, if not more so. '' Kendrick paused as the audience laughed. `` And I remember each one of their sortings. I remember John Tyler Pike tripping over his own feet as he made his way to the feces. He 's certainly amount a tenacious way from that, becoming sea captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch squad. I also remember Olivia Kaden 's smile as she was sorted into Hufflepuff and ran to join her sister at that table. And who could forget the loud vociferation of glee from shimmy lupine as Victoire Weasley was sorted into Gryffindor. ``

Professor Kendrick continued his speech for another ten minutes. After he was done, each of the Heads of house went up to the stump and gave a delivery as well. Albus liked Neville 's actor's line the best. He talked about how proud he was of each and every Gryffindor that was graduating that day, and what made them special. Albus found it a bit difficult to pay tending to prof Patil 's speech about the Ravenclaws because she used such big password that Albus hardly knew what she was saying. He assumed it all meant that Professor Patil knew that all the Ravenclaws would wind up making great share to the Wizarding World in the discovery of several things. Professor polo gave a expert speech about the Hufflepuffs, and then Slughorn gave one, but it did n't pore much on the Slytherins. His manner of speaking mainly consisted of listing who he had taught at Hogwarts, and how famous they are now. He spent a good helping 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 laugh at that, because he knew the story of Snape 's potions al-Qur'an and how Harry had wound up with it in his one-sixth year.

Professor Kendrick took the dais once Slughorn had finished, `` Thank you, Professors Longbottom, Patil, Marco Polo, and Slughorn. Now, two outstanding student shall address on behalf of their class. beginning, Head Boy Tyler Pike. And then, brain Girl Victoire Weasley. ``

Tyler pike took the pulpit and began his speech. It was a long-winded speech full of more words Albus did n't understand, much like Professor Patil 's had been. Must be a Ravenclaw affair, he thought. Albus glanced at Rose and noticed she was paying ecstatic attention. Maybe she should possess been in Ravenclaw.

Once Tyler concluded his voice communication, Victoire stepped up to the podium. She waited for the gang to stop their applause for Tyler 's speech and then she began. `` Wow, what a weirdo seven years it 's been ! '' she paused and smiled at the hearing. `` I remember our outset day here. I was scared, we were all scared. Short firstly years, lost in a sea of older students, and now we 're at the top. Over the past seven year we have not only gotten an teaching that will do us throughout our entire lives, but we have forged friendly relationship and memories that will lowest a lifetime. Memories. In the end, that 's all we 've got. I know I speak for us all in saying that the 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 ones. We 've all lost the House Cup at least once in the preceding seven years, we 've lost Quidditch matches, failed exam, and had fights with acquaintance. But now is n't the time to dwell on those storage. Right now we should remember the good times. The times we did win the theater Cup, the spectacular wins in Quidditch, the tests we 've aced, and the fact that our friendship are strong enough to withstand a few rows.

`` I 'm sure as shooting we all have mixed tactile sensation about leaving Hogwarts. I know I do. This rook has been our menage away from home for the past seven years. A commodity constituent of our biography have been spent here. It will be sad to leave Hogwarts behind, but this minute is what we 've been working towards ever since we stepped off the train when we were 11. Hogwarts has prepared us, not only academically, but socially, for the earth before us. We are set up, we can go into the world and make something of ourselves. When you look out at the course of study behind me, do n't just look at us as the Hogwarts stratum of 2017. depend at us as the future healer, Aurors, researchers, and who knows, maybe even the next Minister of conjuring trick. So, in stopping point, we are cook to face the domain. Whatever it has in store for us, we will be able to necessitate it on. Using our different talent, we as a group will be capable to take whatever the creation has to throw away at us. ''

The audience broke out into garish applause. Albus clapped along with them. He thought Victoire 's oral communication had been much proficient than Tyler 's and judging by the hand clapping, 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, President Tyler and Victoire, '' he nodded his caput in their direction, `` Now it is sentence to present the diploma. '' Kendrick waved his wand and the dais moved to the side, while the table with the diplomas moved to the center of attention of the stage. The four heads of house got up and stood next to the table. Kendrick stood on the other position 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 diploma and shook Kendrick 's hand. Then she shook all the heads of houses'hands and walked off the stage. 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 air water.

The headmaster continued to call up off names. 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 piece later. Albus and pink wine clapped loudly as Matt 's baby accepted her diploma and walked over to the growing chemical group of seventh geezerhood near the lake.

Albus watched as Kendrick called out more names. He recognized the two Slytherins that had hexed him earlier in the twelvemonth. Neither he or Rose clapped for them. They politely clapped for everyone else. Albus also recognized the Quidditch captain, Samantha Meyers and clapped a bit louder for her.

The crowd of one-seventh yr on the stage diminished until there were only two left. `` Victoire Fleur Weasley, '' Kendrick announced. Albus and blush wine clapped cheap than they had for anyone else as their cousin shook Kendrick 's hand. Albus heard chemise whistle and give a brassy shout of 'Go Victoire !'as she shook Neville 's hand. Professor Patil shot him a stark look and he quieted down. Albus had to strangle a jape. Even after you graduate, you still have to listen to the professors, he thought.

`` Cameron black lovage Zabino, '' Kendrick called once Victoire had crossed the stage. A burly looking Slytherin accepted his diploma and joined his class by the lake.

Kendrick waved his wand and the table disappeared. The podium moved back to the marrow of the point and Kendrick stood behind it. `` In the past seven geezerhood, the scholarly person in this class have learned a dandy mass about magic and life in general. These acquisition will aid them as they pursue the life history and pipe dream of their choosing. It is time for them to travel from Hogwarts, on the same boats they arrived her on seven years ago. The maiden 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 confident, but still excited and a bit scared about what the world has in storage for them. I know I speak for us all when I say I 'm sure enough they will do neat affair. ''

Kendrick nodded his caput towards the group of seventh geezerhood. The students climbed into the boats and Hagrid got into the one in straw man. He brandished his pink umbrella and bellowed, `` Forward ! '' The boats all started moving, taking the seventh twelvemonth away from Hogwarts and towards the new dangerous undertaking that awaited them as adults.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight, my other sister, and my crony. Thanks as well to Moonylupin, ladymblack, sinwillys822, and XDNLxtlz99 for their reappraisal !

Also, if anyone picked up on the fact that this took place in 2016/2017, whereas the Harry Potter dictionary indicates that Albus 's inaugural yr would birth 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 Lexicon figured it out differently, but I 'm sticking with my own calculations.

There 's only one chapter left ! I 'll post it side by side calendar week and then appear for the sequel, which I 'll post sometime after Christmas !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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The hearing stood up and applauded as the boats left. A few citizenry cheered and whistled. Albus could pick up Teddy 's cheering over everyone else 's. After a few minutes, mass started to leave behind.

Albus and blush wine said a quick good day to their families before heading off to the horseless carriages that would need them to Hogsmeade Station. They got into a go-cart with lusterlessness and the go-cart lurched forwards to take them to the wagon train.

`` bathroom and Amanda must already be on, '' Albus said as they walked down the corridor in the train.

`` Probably, we 're some of the endure ace on, '' pink wine pointed out. They continued to look into the compartments before they found the one that their Friend were in.

`` How was the commencement ceremony ? '' John asked once the compartment room access was shut once again.

`` Really ripe, '' rose said.

`` Yeah, Teddy kept shouting and whistling and Professor Patil was glaring at him, '' Albus laughed.

`` And Victoire 's speech was really safe, '' lustrelessness told them, `` Much better than President Tyler Pike 's speech. ``

`` I could hardly see a word of it, '' Albus commented.

`` I thought it was a near speech, '' Rose responded, `` It was all about how the form needs to use their talent and accomplishment to further approach the Wizarding macrocosm. ``

`` well, he could experience just said that, '' Albus huffed, `` He did n't have to clear it so bloody confusing. ``

`` I got told off by him once, I could n't empathise anything he was telling me, '' John laughed.

`` He 's just got a big lexicon, '' rose insisted, `` Anyway, the graduation was really good. ``

`` Yeah, but it 'll be uncanny next year when Victoire 's gone. She 's starting grooming to be a Healer future year, '' Albus told them and turned to lustrelessness, `` What 's Amy doing ? ``

`` She 's going to be a therapist, too, '' lusterlessness told them, `` She 's going to lick with therapist Sterling this summer, actually. She, er, wants to get involved with the study I 'm in and poppycock. ``

`` Oh, is that the healer who 's in charge of it ? He 's the one who Albus saw in the hospital fender a couple calendar month ago ? '' privy asked.

`` Yeah, '' Matt told them, `` Amy 's wanted to be a Healer and oeuvre on the Wolfsbane Potion ever since she saw me after the full moon for the initiatory time, '' he said quietly.

`` That 's in effect, '' Amanda said, `` Maybe she 'll actually happen a cure. ``

`` Maybe, but probably not, '' matte replied sullenly.

`` So, what are you doing in Ireland, Amanda ? '' Rose asked after a moment of inept 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, '' blush wine told her, `` There 's a clump of wizarding village there, too. I 'd love to go and visit them. ``

`` That would be fun, '' Amanda agreed, `` But I think we 're sticking with the Muggle poppycock. ``

`` Oh, right, '' Rose said, `` Well, if I ever go to Republic of Ireland, you can make out with me and we 'll expect around all the wizarding settlement. ``

`` I wish I was going to Ireland over the summer, '' john announced, `` We 're not doing anything. Just staying base. ``

`` Us, too, '' Albus said, `` survive year we went to France. ``

`` That was incumbrance of fun ! '' Rose grinned, `` I want to go back. ``

`` The funniest part was watching James try and speak French to all the French multitude, '' Albus laughed. `` But this yr we 're just staying home. ``

`` We never go anywhere, '' Matt told them. `` Well, we did go see my uncle in America a twain years ago. I was eight. But we have n't been back since. It 's really expensive to ride on Muggle aeroplane, and we always go to Australia every Christmas, '' he sighed. `` I 'd rather just visit my uncle than my grandparents. ``

`` I 've never been to United States, '' whoremaster told him, `` What 's it like ? ``

`` Different. The Muggles campaign on the wrong side of the road, '' Matt said, `` But it was loads of fun when we went. I think we might be going side by side year. ``

`` well, you can all come visit me and Rose for a little patch, '' Albus told them, `` We usually have our birthday company at the Burrow, but you can come stay at my house before it. ``

`` That would be awesome ! '' John grinned, `` I 'll just Floo to your office. ``

`` Yeah, that would puzzle out, '' Albus agreed, `` And hopefully your parents will let you get, lusterlessness. ``

`` I think they will, '' mat responded, `` But we 're not connected to the Floo mesh. ``

`` 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 sure as shooting what my parents'logical system is. ``

`` Oh, '' Albus said, `` Do you just Apparate everywhere ? ``

`` Pretty much. Well, I Side-Along Apparate, of trend. But that works to get where we 're going. My parents will just Apparate me to your sign, '' Matt told them.

`` That 'll work. ``

`` And you can come stay at my home, '' 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 force. We 'll come get you, '' blush wine assured her.

`` Great. I ca n't hold off to see your house. I bet it 's a lot different from mine. I 've never been in a wizard star sign before, '' Amanda said.

`` So, is your whole category going to be at the tunnel ? '' John asked.

`` Pretty lots. We usually have a few political party there during the summer. A few of our cousins have summer birthday, too, so there are a few other birthday political party. rose and me always have a shared one, though, since we 're the Sami age. Samantha and Lindy 's birthday is in the first of July, so they get a party. Fred, Bradley, and Gabriella are all born in Aug, like Rose, so they all have parties, too. But theirs are usually at their own theater. Then there 's the end of summertime company, that 's always at the end of August, '' Albus told him.

`` Excellent. There 'll be some amazing Quidditch matches, then ! '' John grinned.

`` Oh, yeah, Quidditch can get pretty exciting during the summer, '' Albus responded, `` There 's usually so many citizenry that we can get a real tournament going. ``

`` That 'll be scads of fun, then. And my dad said he 'd get me a broom this year, '' John told them.

`` Great ! You can bring in it with you. I 'm asking for one for my birthday, '' Albus said.

`` I 've got a ling at home, '' Matt said, `` I 'll bring it, too. ``

`` I obviously do n't consume one, '' Amanda sighed, `` Maybe I can convince my parents to get me one, but I doubt it. As much as they 've grown accustomed to magic, the idea of flying still gross out them out. ``

`` It 's all rightfield, '' Rose said, `` There are great deal of broom in our family, someone will let you borrow theirs. ``

`` speechmaking of Quidditch, I think the Chudley shank are going to make a real come-back next season, '' Matt grinned.

`` Ugh ! '' Albus groaned, `` You 're kidding, right ? There 's no way they could ever produce a seed back ! ``

`` Yeah they can ! '' Matt insisted, `` And someday, they 'll piddle it to the league Cup and I 'll go and affirm them ! ``

`` The day the Chudley Cannons make it to the League Cup is the day Gryffindors and Slytherins get along, '' whoremaster laughed.

`` You 'll see, they 'll get to the League Cup. And then they 'll win it ! '' Matt said excitedly, `` I want to go to the next one, even if the Cannons are n't in it, though. ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus agreed.

`` I 've been to the man Cup once, '' Matt went on, `` When I was four. I can hardly remember it, but Amy says we had really good seating. It was in Australia, I think it 's one of the merely metre it 's been there. It was the New Zealand Actinidia deliciosa versus France. Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault won. ``

`` That must make been awesome, '' John grinned.

`` Yeah, I 've been to regular matches, but not the reality Cup, '' Albus said.

`` Well, I hardly remember any of it. I mostly remember Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault 's celebrating afterwards, '' mat said, `` Just like I 'll be celebrating when the shank win. ``

Everyone else groaned. The chemical group kept talking about Quidditch for a piece, and they all agreed that they wanted to go to the following 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 couple daily round of star 's cheat and Exploding Snap. blush wine won all the plot of Bromus secalinus and while they each won at least one round of Exploding snapshot, Rose won most of them as well. When the trolley came around, they bought a bit of everything and had fun eating Bertie Botts noggin and trading Chocolate anuran cards. Albus had most of the cards by now, but he was still did n't have McGonagall.

Towards the end of the trip, everyone quieted down a bit. Rose dug out a Holy Writ and started reading, Amanda doodled on a opus of parchment, John and Albus started up the Quidditch give-and-take again, and lusterlessness fell asleep. Albus and trick were just beginning to discuss the chance of Puddlemere United making it into the following conference Cup when the compartment threshold opened. Victoire and Amy walked into the compartment, both sporting vast grins.

`` So, how 's it find to have graduated ? '' Rose asked, putting down here book.

`` brainy ! '' Victoire said, `` We 've been celebrating with everyone else, but thought we 'd fall see you. What have you been up to ? ``

`` Not much, just talking about Quidditch, '' Albus said.

Victoire sat down side by side to blush wine and Amy sat down next to her sleeping comrade. `` Of course. That 's one thing I 'll definitely miss next year, '' Victoire sighed, `` I 've never been very unspoiled 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 occur to the matches. ``

`` I will, at least some of them, '' Victoire assured him, `` But I 'll be pretty busy next year. healer training is pretty acute. ``

`` You 'll be ripe at it, though, '' rose wine said, `` Both of you will be. ``

`` I hope so, '' Amy said quietly as she looked at Matt, `` It 'd be keen to discover a better rendering of that potion .... ''

`` If anyone can do it, you can, '' Victoire told her, `` You 've always been the best at Potions in our twelvemonth. I 've just barely squeaked by. I really hope I got at least an E on my N.E.W.T. If not, I ca n't become a healer. ``

Amy blushed, `` Well, I 'm not that great at it. I 'm sure you got an E on your N.E.W.T. ``

`` Where do you train to be a healer ? '' Amanda asked, `` Is there a university or something ? ``

`` There are some classes, of course, but it 's not like a Muggle university. And there 's less schooling than Muggle doctors need. We do a couple years of classes and interning at St. Mungo 's, '' Amy told her.

`` Yeah, we 're going to get a monotone in London sometime this summer and split the rent during the breeding, '' Victoire added.

`` Can I go visit you ? I want to see your savourless, '' Albus asked.

Victoire laughed, `` Of trend you can. ``

Amy stretched her munition and got up, `` Well, we 're almost there, so I think I 'll go get my stuff ready. You coming, Victoire ? ``

`` Sure, we could probably get in a bit more lionize before we 're in London, '' Victoire grinned. `` See you guys in a little spell. ``

Albus waved as his cousin and Amy left the compartment. The residuum of the journey was uneventful. Albus played another turn of Exploding walkover with whoremaster and Amanda and then he dozed off for a bit. The next thing he knew, John was shaking him awake when they were in British capital. Albus yawned and started putting all his things back in his bag. He joined the crowd of pupil heading out of the train and walked onto the platform with his friends.

`` There 's my parents, '' Matt pointed to the left hand and Albus saw the Eckertons talking to his Uncle Bill and Aunt Fleur, `` I guess I 'll probably see you rib this summer, if my parents let me total. ``

`` They will, '' Albus said adamantly.

`` They 'd better, '' John laughed.

`` I hope so, '' Matt responded quietly, `` Well, I 'll let you have sex if I can, Albus. See you soon, I hope. ``

`` Definitely, this summer will be awesome ! '' Albus grinned, `` Bye, matte ! '' John, pink wine, 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 stringent hug. She reminded Albus a lot of his grandmother.

`` You should find your parents so they can meet ours, '' Albus told lav and Amanda.

`` Good idea, '' John looked out among the bunch, `` Oh, they 're over there. Hey, Mum ! Dad ! '' he shouted.

A man and woman walked over to toilet, the woman shaking her head and the man laughing. Three little fille followed them. `` Must you be so loud, dear ? '' the cleaning lady asked.

`` Mum, what a way to greet me after you have n't seen me in calendar month, '' trick grinned.

`` Oh, get along here, Reb, '' the woman smiled and wrapped John in a hug.

`` Mum ! '' John 's cheeks reddened and he pulled away. `` Hi, Dad. ``

`` howdy, John, how was the rest period of term ? ''

`` Great ! ``

`` Albus ! Rose ! '' Harry said from behind Albus.

Albus turned around, `` Hey, Dad ! Hi, Mum, Lily, Hugo, aunty Hermione, Uncle Ron. '' Albus and blush wine exchanged greeting with their parents and siblings while John Lackland continued to separate his parents about shoal. Lily and Victor-Marie Hugo seemed to hit it off with one of John 's sisters and they were running around the chopine, trying to get each other to eat the disgusting flavors of Bertie Bott's.

Amanda had meanwhile found her parents and brought them over to the group. They both looked a bit uncomfortable among all the witches and virtuoso, but seemed to need to meet Albus and the others.

blush wine seemed to take cathexis of all the intromission. `` Ok, Mum, Dad. These are mine and Albus 's friends, John and Amanda. '' The next few hour were spent with all the adult shaking hands and introducing themselves. rose and Albus told St. John the Apostle and Amanda 's parents about their birthday party and it seemed like both John and Amanda would be able to go. After a few hour of discussing details, John, Amanda, and their families said goodbye to the Potters and the Weasleys and headed back into London.

`` Ready to go, King James ? '' Harry shouted to his one-time son who was standing a few meters away, talking to Nathan.

`` Yeah, Dad, just a second, '' James I shouted back. He said something else to Nathan and then walked over to his family.

Albus and the rest of the ceramist walked back out of the place with blush wine and her family. Albus was tired from the journey home and did not say much. He was thinking about the past tense yr. It had been great. Sure, the whole altercation with Washburn had been shuddery, but that was over now, and his dad was taking tending of that at the Ministry. He was happy he had made a few good friends and was very glad that matt trusted them with his secret. Albus was looking forward to the summertime and having lav and matt visit him at Grimmauld Place, but in all satinpod, he was looking forward about going back in September. He had only been at Hogwarts for a year, but it already felt like a second base family to Albus.


~Fin~


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A/N : Well, there it is, the last chapter ! It 's a bittersweet moment to finish posting this here. I 've been working on this write up for over a twelvemonth, and even though I finished it last April, I 've been editing it as I 've posted it here.

Thanks go out to my wonderful beta and youthful sister, Dancer of Starlight. She 's been reading this and betaing it ever since I started writing it in Sep of 2007. I 've bounced ideas off of her and she tells me whether they 're commodity or they 're awful. My other sister and my crony have also been extremely helpful. Thanks to them as well !

Thanks as well to all my close commentator. XDNLxtlz99, sinwillys822, Moonylupin, and ginnyweasleypotter87, you guys are awesome !

Albus 's story is far from over, though ! Be on the lookout for the sequel, Albus potter and the path They Left arse, sometime shortly after Christmas ! It chronicles Albus 's second year at Hogwarts and is filled with new fibre and plot ! It is completely finished, so updates will be on a regular foundation. I 'm currently working on the unknown story of Albus 's third year.

I 'll leave you with that rather prospicient bit of writer 's notes. I hope everyone has a happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas, and Happy other holiday !