A/N : This taradiddle describes how Albus, flatness, Amanda, John, and rosebush get their Hogwarts letters. Each chapter contians lyrics from a song by Jared Campbell. Each chapter 's figure is a lyric from the Same song. The taradiddle is named after his strain, Life Is Good.

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

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



Eleven-year-old Albus Severus Potter was standing in front end of the windowpane in the drawing room of his London house, Grimmauld Place. He had been standing perfectly still for the past tense two second, watching as a dot in the sky got larger and larger until it was recognizable as an owl.

The owl was close now and it looked like it was heading straight for Grimmauld stead. It was stuffy enough for Albus to find its ruffled brownish feathers and the missive wrapped around its legs. Albus gulped and he rubbed his sweaty hands on his pants.

observation for the morning post had become a unremarkable for Albus over the preceding few days. As soon as he woke up, he would bear by the windowpane waiting for the owl that he knew would get soon. The owl from Hogwarts schooling of Witchcraft and Wizardry that would bring him his acceptance varsity letter. Albus 's quondam buddy, Saint James, had received his letter of the alphabet a year ago, in mid-July, and Albus was sure 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 tacky hoot 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 handwriting. He swallowed hard and began to spread out it with shaking hands. He pulled it out of the envelop and learn it.

Albus closed the varsity letter, grinning to himself. It had finally arrived. Albus had been kind of queasy about it the entire summer. He knew it would get in, but after days of no bird of Minerva from Hogwarts, he had gotten a bit worried.

Albus stood up and ran to the stairs. He had to wake James up. James had been teasing Albus ever since he returned from Hogwarts, telling him he would n't get his alphabetic character. Albus knew James liked to jest, but it had gotten a bit annoy by the third week.

James 's bedroom threshold was closed, but that did n't stop Albus. After all, James always barged into Albus 's room. Albus banged loose 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 pee trouble even while sleeping, it was James.

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

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

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

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

`` nine in the morning, '' Albus said, `` Sorry about your head. ``

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

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

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

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

`` I was only joking, '' James shrugged, `` It 's what chum 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 alphabetic character since she was five or so. Now she was nine and she still had two old age to go.

`` Oh, you got your Good Book lean, too, '' Albus handed King James the letter addressed to him.

`` Excellent, '' James grinned as he ripped it open, `` Maybe Mum and Dad will get me a broom as an early on natal day present tense. Then I can try out for quester this twelvemonth and not birth to use one of those schoolhouse brooms. ``

King James I was entering his second twelvemonth and was determined to get Gryffindor 's new searcher. He had been practicing all summer on one of their mum 's old ling. James River 's birthday was in November and he had been giving their parents not so subtle jot about a new ling 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 heather, '' King James I replied and laid back down.

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

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

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

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

`` That 's wonderful, 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 broom. ``

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

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

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

`` Mummy ! '' Lily cried, `` It 's hold fast ! ``

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

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

`` Lily, what have I told you about wrapping your hair's-breadth around your thicket ? '' Ginny asked.

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

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

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

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

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

`` No, '' Albus shook his head.

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

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

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

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

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

Ginny smacked Harry playfully on the head with that sunrise 's written matter of the seer. `` Oh, shut it, Harry. ``

Albus poured himself a bowling ball of cereal and sat down just as the fireplace lit up with green flame. It cleared a few instant later and out stepped a boy in his late teenager who had aquamarine colored hair.

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

`` Brilliant, '' Teddy grinned and scanned Albus 's missive, `` Merlin, I wish I still had another year 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, '' shift groaned, `` But I suppose you 're right, too. ``

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

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

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

`` That, too, '' Teddy grinned, `` I 'm working at the Diagon back street 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 missive today. ``

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

******

A few 60 minutes later ( after James had woken up ), the thrower house found themselves in Diagon skittle alley. The street was filled with returning Hogwarts scholar and their families.

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

They met Ron and Hermione Weasley, as well as their two kids, Rose and Hugo, in front of Gringott 's. Rose was a twain months unseasoned than Albus, but would be turning eleven in Aug and would be going to Hogwarts as well. Hugo was Lily 's age.

`` Where to first ? '' Harry asked.

`` Olivander 's ! '' Albus announced.

`` Flourish and Blotts ! '' rosiness said excitedly.

Albus stared at her like she had three heads. How could his cousin want to go to the book of account stock before she got her baton ?

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

`` Eyelops ! '' Lily shouted.

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

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

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

`` Then it 's settled, '' Harry grinned, `` We 're going to the druggist 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 quick. Nobody really wanted to linger in there. Albus did n't particularly revel the place. It had an odd smell to it and there were cauldron full of things that looked like they were decaying.

After the druggist, they went to madam Malkin 's, which was boring as well. Albus just did n't see buying clothe very exciting. It seemed like his dad was doing the about boring shopping first.

Finally, after a long misstep to Flourish and Blotts, Harry announced that Olivander 's was next on the leaning. Albus and Rose ran ahead of the residual of the group and arrived a few minutes before anyone else.

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

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

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

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

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

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

`` Perhaps this one, '' Olivander handed Albus another verge, `` Eleven and a tail inches, Ash, Phoenix feather. ``

Albus took the sceptre and all of a sudden a strong opinion enveloped him. If he did n't jazz any better, he 'd say the wand actually glowed in his hand for a dissever sec. He could feel that it was the right one even before he waved it. He gave it a waving and Au sparks erupted from it.

`` Excellent, '' Olivander grinned.

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

The grownup decided that it would be best to visit Eyelops last since both Albus and Rose were getting owls. They did n't require to receive to acquit the owls around all day.

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

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

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

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

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

Albus followed George II into the depths of the shop. He was not at all surprised that his uncle was assisting him with prank. George was the owner of Weasleys'Wizard Wheezes and was legendary at Hogwarts as one of the most mischievous students ever to attend.

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

Albus grinned as he took the box of Henry Sweet to make one ill. He had heard many a story from his parents, auntie, uncles, full cousin, and James about how boring prof Binns'class were.

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

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

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

`` George Weasley ! '' Hermione scolded, `` You should be setting a better example for these two ! No marvel Fred was in custody every week finish class ! ``

Albus laughed as he took a ring of dung bomb off the ledge. His full cousin Fred was George 's son and just finished his third year at Hogwarts. Fred had taken after his sire as far as pranking went.

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

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

`` Harry ! '' shift burst out of the gage room and joined the grouping, `` Getting Al all the pranking ware he 'll necessitate this year ? ``

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

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

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

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

James finally got to go to timber Quidditch provision after dinner and got his early on natal day present tense. Albus was slightly jealous about this, but knew that he could n't have his own broom at Hogwarts anyway. He was determined to pee it onto the Quidditch squad eventually, though.

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

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

`` In two years, '' Harry replied.

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

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

Albus began looking around at all the bird of night. He did n't really accept any ideas about what kind of owl he wanted ; he just thought he 'd search around and see what owl liked him.

There were hooter of all sizes and colours. White ones, black ones, and speckled ones. minor ace, large one, and metier sized 1. Albus walked slowly through the shop and looked at each owl. His eyes rested on an owl with gleaming common topaz center and grim John Brown feathers. The owl had a few flecks of white 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 soft hoot and Albus knew it was the one for him. The owl flew onto his articulatio humeri and Albus walked back to his parents.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Albus followed his fellowship out of the owl workshop and to the Leaky Cauldron. In two months, he 'd be at Hogwarts. The place where his parents went and most of the balance of his household. The position he had been impatiently waiting to go to for years. He could n't remember of a sentence in his life-time where he had been more activated. All he hoped was that he would scent up in Gryffindor and maybe, just maybe, he would be able to make a public figure for himself.


But he knows that it 's going to be all mightily
causa the love that he 's got will keep back him tender through the night
living is good, life is good
~LIfe Is Good, Jared Campbell


Eleven-year-old Matthew Conan Eckerton was sitting below a declamatory oak tree in his backyard. His eyes were come together and he was resting his head against its rough body. The sun was beating down on him through the branches above. For the past minute, the sole sound had been the episodic shuttlecock chirping or cow mooing. Then a loud revving broke the silence.

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

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

Matt 's parents, Bruno Walter and Julie, wanted it that way. Matt was not an ordinary eleven-year-old boy, even by wizarding standards. At the age of five, he was bitten by a loup-garou and became one himself. For the past five and a half years, over half his life story, he had been enduring sore transformations every month that left him exhausted and nauseated. As if he could be anymore unusual, the Aconitum lycoctonum Potion which normally enabled a wolfman to keep his mind during full moons, did not knead for Matt.

That particular day happened to be the day of the full synodic month. In only a few short time of day, Matt would be locked in a room in the basement and go through the painful transformation into the wolf.

As the wide Moon was only a light while away, Matt was already feeling the upshot of it. A few years beforehand, he would jade quickly and get a lot of head ache. He also lost his appetite. At the moment, he had a splitting headache which was not helped by the tractor, but felt too exhausted to make a motion. He closed his eyes and tried to snub the pounding in his heading and the tractor 's roaring.

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

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

Amy ran the residual of the distance 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 incur you anywhere. You know Mum does n't like it when you go outside the day of the full moon. ``

Matt groaned inwardly. His mother was extremely overprotective, in his opinion. He understood she had her grounds and after what had happened in the past times, he could n't really blame her. But he was n't a baby anymore and he did n't think going outside was going to spite. He liked going remote before full lunation since he 'd be cooped up inside for a few sidereal day afterwards.

`` Is she back yet ? '' flatness asked. His mother had gone to Diagon bowling alley to pick up some grocery store a little while ago, leaving Amy to 'babysit'him. matt thought this was nonsensical 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 notice you because this just came by owl. ``

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

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

The Eckertons had not lived in England their totally lives. Up until three yr ago, they had lived in Commonwealth of Australia. Amy had attended the Australian schooltime of Sorcery until she was 14. That was when their parents had asked the schoolmaster if flatness would be able to assist. He said he could not.

Everything got worse from there. soul who held a grievance against Matt 's dad at the Ministry announced to the intact rural area that Matt was a werewolf ( something they had successfully hidden for over two years ) and then his dad lost his job because of it. He had been the Head of the section for the regularization and dominance of Magical tool. After that, the man who had announced lustrelessness 's lycanthropy became the head and fall out legislation restricting the rightfield of wolfman.

Matt 's parents sent alphabetic character to numerous other schools asking if he could attend. Hogwarts schooling of witchery and Wizardry in Scotland said yes. matte 's dad found a job at the British Ministry, in werewolf musical accompaniment servicing, and they moved. Life had been better since then. Amy had a hard time adjusting, but eventually began to relish Hogwarts.

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

Matt slowly peeled back the Navy SEAL and opened the envelop. He pulled the alphabetic character out and carefully blossom forth it.

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

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

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

Matt folded the varsity letter and then looked up at Amy. He still could n't believe that it was finally his routine to go to Hogwarts. He had been secretly jealous of Amy for class. Every sentence she got to go shopping for supply and then speed away on the Hogwarts limited, he watched with jealous eyes.

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

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

`` You will be, '' Amy assured him, `` sib usually get sorted into the same house. Victoire 's Sister and brother are in Gryffindor like she is. All their cousin-german are there, too. ``

`` I got my supply list, too, '' mat said as he pulled out another slice of parchment, `` You get yours ? '' Amy was entering her seventh and final 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 wait, `` Says I ca n't get a bring a broom, though. ``

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

`` You wo n't tell her I was out here, will you ? '' 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 incline on her as they walked slowly back to the house. The thing lustrelessness hated even to a greater extent than the literal transformation into the wolf was how sick he felt the mean solar day leading up to it. It was like getting the flu once a month.

To Matt 's moderation, his mother was not back from Diagon back street when they got back to the sign of the zodiac. Amy helped him to the lounge and he laid down on it.

`` I am going to overlook so many socio-economic class during the full moons, '' matte groaned.

`` Yeah, you probably will, '' Amy agreed, `` But the teacher are nice so you 'll be able to catch up. Well, nigh of them are prissy. Washburn 's a cruddy piece of piece of work, but the rest are nice. And it 's not necessarily a bad matter to overlook History of illusion. There 's usually about a quarter of the people in my class using Puking cough drop or Nosebleed Nougats before that socio-economic class. You 'll have a built in excuse once a month. All the residual of the tiddler in your class will be envious. ``

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

`` Just keep on an open mind, '' Amy shrugged, `` There have been quite a few times where I would rather be in the Hospital backstage than in form. ``

mat groaned and closed his eyes. He wished he could go all seven old age at Hogwarts without ever setting human foot in the hospital Wing, but that was n't going to happen.

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

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

`` When I woke up this forenoon. ``

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

Matt heard the door open a second later and his mum walked in, her arms laden with grocery bags.

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

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

The bags dropped to the floor with a thump and lustrelessness heard footsteps coming closer. He felt his mother kiss his forehead and shuffle his blonde hair.

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

`` Tired and I 've got a concern, '' Matt mumbled.

`` I 'll get you some head ache potion. ``

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

His mum kissed his os frontale once more and sat down next to him on the couch. `` Amy, could you institute the febrility reductant, too ? ``

Matt squeezed his centre shut tighter. No marvel he felt awful ; he had a fever. Now he was sorting of glad he came inside when he did.

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

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

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

mat cracked open his eyes 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 action, love, '' his mum said as she rubbed his back, `` Just go to sleep now. We 'll sing more about it tomorrow. ``

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

******

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

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

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

`` Thanks, '' Matt whispered.

`` Well, I 'll let you get some more log Z's. There 's still an 60 minutes or so until you have to go downstairs, '' his dad said as he gave him a hug.

Matt watched his dad walk into the kitchen and closed his oculus once more. He drifted off to slumber again, trying not to imagine about what would happen in an hour.

After what seemed like only a few minutes later, Matt woke up in a cold travail with an painful headache that no potion could ever aid with. He sat up and looked out the window. It was dingy, but he did n't need to see the sky to know that the moon would rebel soon.

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

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

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

lusterlessness shakily stood up and his parents helped him stumble towards the basement door. He could get word Amy 's stride behind them. cipher said a discussion as they walked down the step and towards his transformation room.

Matt sat down on the blow up level as soon as he got into the elbow room. His drumhead was spinning and he did n't conceive he 'd be capable to stand 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 nothing to say. He 'd done this so many times there was n't really any item 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 replete moonlight. There was nothing he could do now but wait.

For age, 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 work on. The only time he had n't fought it was the first gear one, where he had no musical theme what was going to befall. For the second gear one, he knew what was going to hap. He was only six, but he understood and he fought it with every part of his being. Now, five and a half years later, with five and a half long time of trial impression that it would n't crop, he still fought it.

matte did n't have to hold off long for the shift to lead off. His headache became intolerable and he felt his stomach pitch. He learned early on to not try and eat anything beforehand, because it always came back up during the get-go part of the transformation.

He curled up into a globe and let out a flabby moan. He could feel his heart beating a mile a hour. His breathing was short and labored. It felt like he could n't breathe. He always tried not to call, but that never worked either. He felt his bones breaking and elongating and hair sprouting everywhere.

He let out a loud screaming and clenched his middle as pain coerced through his body. No sum of money of old total moons would ever prepare him for the awful transmutation. 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 matter to go. Matt hated that. He wished his brain would go first. Then he would n't have to remember the literal transformation. He always wished he 'd pass out before the transformation began, but that never happened.

lusterlessness took a few more than ragged intimation and cried out in pain. He sat up and looked at his script, which were quickly turning into paws of the woman chaser. He felt dizzy. The world was spinning around him and it felt like fog was clouding his mind. He let out one more riot and the macrocosm disappeared.

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The wolf slowly stood up and took in his surroundings. It was dark and there was a deliquium smell of blood and world lingering in the air. He was also trapped, again. The wolf was always trapped. He began to gait around the elbow room and look for an relief valve route. It was n't there. There was never an leakage road.

The savage stood up on his hind legs and pointed his rostrum towards the ceiling. He let out a long howling and then glared at the opposition bulwark. He got back down on all quadruplet and charged at it, slamming his head into the abnormally piano rampart. He stepped back and repeated the process again and again.

He was alone. Alone and trapped. Every single fully moon, the wolf was alone and stuck in the small padded room. He wanted to get out. He wanted to get out and receive the people he could faintly reek beyond the walls.

However, there was no way out. No matter how many clock time the wolf rammed his head into the rampart, he could not break off it. Eventually, he sat down in the middle of the elbow room and howled once more. He then proceeded to bite at his own torso to alleviate the urge to attack something.

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Matt cracked his eyes assailable and tried to lift his header. A stabbing pain fled through his head and he dropped it back down onto the padded flooring. He closed his eye and tried to concentrate on external respiration. Each brusque, heavy breath hurt. He could n't even figure out which component part of his body hurt the worse. Everything hurt. From the top of his psyche to his toes.

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

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

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

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

The next thing he knew, he was laying in his soft bed with level of blankets on top of him. He could feel the tender sun shining through the window. He opened his eyes 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. bad yet, he was exhausted. He knew he had already slept for hr, 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 wangle full synodic month when he was by himself ? He could n't even get up when he transformed back the following morning. His parents always had to carry him back to his room.

His parents. matte felt a jolt in his belly as he realized that they would n't be there every full moon moon when he was in schooling. 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 take 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 interest. Eleven-year-olds should not be afraid of going to school and being away from their parents.

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

Then there was the payoff of his classmates. What if they found out ? It was n't like he could pinch away for the full moon and be back in his dormitory the following morning before his roomie woke up. He 'd be in the hospital Wing for at to the lowest degree two daylight. He doubted he 'd be able to go to classes the day of the full moon and he usually needed two days to recover. That was three daytime of missed social class, but more importantly, it was three days of disappearance to excuse. What was he going to say ? citizenry did n't normally get cat that much.

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

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

It was his fault his dad lost his job, though. If he had n't gotten prick, his dad would n't throw lost his job. So, for all intents 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 suckle it up and sell with it, no topic how terrifying the prospect was.

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

matte quickly rubbed his oculus and turned to depend at her. `` Yeah. ``

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

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

`` All- '' he cut himself off and looked at Amy 's occupy formulation. Ever since she had first seen him after a shift, 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 form of strange since Amy normally had quite the mood and was very raring. Their mum had once told lusterlessness that she took after his grandmother, but Amy would never admit 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 house during full Moon. She hated it and resented their parents for keeping her out of the iteration. She really had no idea what went on during full moons.

Then life as they knew it fell apart in Australia and Amy began to recognise what went on. She did resent matte for months about having to propel, but eventually got used to Hogwarts. Then, the firstly full moon after her fourthly yr, she stayed at home during the total moonshine and saw matt afterwards.

Amy never told flatness what she had thought of seeing him after a shift, but her legal action spoke more than row would have got. She stayed by his side after every full moon that summer. A few hebdomad after that first gear full moon of the summer, she announced that she was going to become a therapist and hoped to let out a version of the Wolfsbane Potion that would crop for Matt.

Matt had been a little shocked when he heard this, but not incredibly surprised. As far back as he could call back, Amy had enjoyed experimenting with potions. She was also an devouring star gazer and loved astronomy. If anyone could come up up with a effective version about that potion, it was Amy. She had the skills, interests, and motivation to do it.

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

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

`` It 's not that, '' matt swallowed the potion in one gulp, `` I mean, my school principal distress but no worse 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 shoulders and looked at him sadly. `` Why not ? ``

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

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

`` How ? '' Matt 's vocalism wavered, `` I ca n't even get back up to my room without them ? How in the epithet of Falco columbarius will I get from that shanty 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, '' Matt nodded, `` But I hardly know her. ``

`` well, I do, '' Amy said, `` And she 's one of the courteous adults at Hogwarts. She 'll help. And I 'll be there too. I 'll be there for your entire start twelvemonth. ``

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

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

Matt nodded. He felt a trivial better knowing that Amy would be there with him. She could practically do everything in Holy Order to heal his harm after the full moonlight. Their parents had been teaching her ever since she was xv and she had actually been performing them ever since she turned xvii. But he still felt uneasy about the whole thing.

`` I know you 'll still neglect them, '' Amy said quietly, `` And there 's cypher wrongly with that. I was so homesick during first class and I did n't have to deal with turning into a wolf once a month. I imagine that 'll make it even worse. ``

matt turned to his sister and laughed. He variety of care how she just stated what was true and never tried to dampen it.

`` Yeah, probably, '' he replied.

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

Matt shrugged. Making champion was another thing he was worried about. He did n't really have many admirer. He occasionally spent clip with some of his dad 's coworkers'kids, but did n't have intercourse them very well.

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

`` You will, '' Amy said.

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

`` They wo n't come up out, '' Amy said adamantly, `` You 'll make great deal of Friend. Victoire said a few of her cousin-german are starting this twelvemonth and they 're certainly to be in Gryffindor like you will be. ``

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

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

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

lustrelessness nodded. `` Ok. Thanks. '' He was pretty tired. He did n't normally experience such retentive discussions with Amy so soon after the wide-cut 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.

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


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

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And she knows that this is real


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


Eleven-year-old Amanda Genevieve tagger smiled to herself as she closed her book. She rolled over on her bed and set the it on her bedside table. Her bedside table was stacked gamey with at to the lowest degree ten script, well-nigh of which Amanda had already read.

Amanda had always enjoyed recital. Ever since she was a small young lady, books had been some of her comfortably friends. They were great company when she was sad or bored or just wanted to escape into a different world for a patch. Best of all, Bible never made fun of her.

Amanda had always been shy and she was the first base to hold it. She did n't possess very many friends and kids her age tended to stay put away from her. This was most in all likelihood because foreign things always happened around her.

She was only five when she first realized that she was unlike. Amanda, her older babe, Jen, who was nine at the prison term, and a few of her sister 's booster were playing outside. They decided to play hide-and-seek and Amanda climbed the bounteous tree diagram in their backyard and hid amongst the branches. Jen, who was 'it', had the operose time finding her. In fact, Jen never found her. Amanda did n't pass on the tree until their mom called them in for a snack.

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

When she was a mere five infantry from the priming coat, she suddenly stopped falling. Then, she glided lightly to the ground, and landed softly on her feet. Amanda looked around and saw Jen staring open-mouthed at her. Their mother, who had seen Amanda falling, ran from the family and checked her over. She was completely delicately, save for a few child scrape and contusion. No one knew why it had happened, but Amanda 's female parent said an angel must have been looking out for her that day.

Whatever it was, Amanda knew she was different that day. It was only the kickoff. Strange things had happened to her ever since. When she was six and the class bully stole her biscuits at lunch, new single appeared out of slender air in front of her. When she was seven and forgot to do her maths homework, it somehow did itself while sitting in her backpack.

A diminished, relatively harmless tornado had somehow descended upon a few son who were chasing her when she was eight. That incident was what caused most of the former Thomas Kid her age to steer clear of her.

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

However, Jamie was currently spending a few weeks with her grandparents in Scotland. Without Jamie 's ship's company, Amanda had spent most of her prison term Reading. There was n't really anything else to do. Jen was fifteen and the utmost matter she wanted to do was cling out with her eleven-year-old Sister. Amanda 's fiddling brother, Max, was eight and all he wanted to do was bait his motorcycle in the empty lot down the route with the other neighborhood boys.

Amanda was left with her Good Book for company, not that she really minded. She was getting a bit restless, though. She stood up opened her bedroom door. Maybe Jen was n't on the computer and Amanda would be able to go online. Jamie managed to get on instant messager ever so often at her grandparents'house and Amanda had talked to her a few times over the retiring week.

The doorbell rang just as Amanda was leaving her room.

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

`` Sure, '' Amanda said as she passed Jen 's room. She peeked inside and saw that Jen was in the unconscious process of straightening her Light Within John Brown hair. Jen had straightened Amanda 's honey blonde hair a few fourth dimension, but Amanda actually preferred it with its natural slight wave. Jen hated her own curly hair, though.

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

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

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

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

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

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

`` aught ! '' Amanda replied.

Mrs Tagger, a light, plump adult female with flecks of grey in her drear brown hair walked out of the kitchen and followed Amanda to the door.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

`` I think you 'd amend, '' Mrs. Tagger said in barely to a greater extent than a whisper.

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

`` Patrick Henry ! '' Mrs tagging program shouted down the basement step, `` You 'd ameliorate come upstairs ! ``

A minute later a tall man with a messy cushion of blond fuzz on his nous walked into the room with Mrs. Tagger.

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

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

`` professor ? '' Henry raised his eyebrows.

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

`` No, '' henry shook his head.

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

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

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

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

Neville grinned. `` I get that response a lot. Anyway, Hogwarts is not an average school. It is a schooltime of magic. Mr. and Mrs tagging program, your daughter is a crone. ``

Amanda was beaming she had been sitting down. If she had n't, she surely would take fainted. She stared in shock at Neville. What did he mean, jinx ? Amanda had read many narration about beldame. Some had upright witches and others had bad crone. Which witch was she ?

How could she even be a witch ? Wiccan were n't real. They were made up to provide amusement. They could n't actually exist. conjuring trick did n't exist.

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

`` It 's not a prank, '' Neville said calmly, `` magic does exist. enchantress and wizards have been hiding their worldly concern for coevals. I teach at Britain 's just school of magic. ``

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

`` Herbology. The cogitation of magical plants. ``

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

Neville grinned and pulled out his wand. Amanda stared at it. A rattling illusion wand. Just like the ace she 'd read about in books.

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

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

`` No cosmic 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 learn how to do that ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

`` Language, Jennifer, '' Sarah warned.

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

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

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

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

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

`` trick ? '' Jen asked, `` Like pulling coney out of chapeau ? ``

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

Sarah shook her head teacher. `` No. Amanda, you just want it to live. thaumaturgy is n't real. It 's fancy. ``

`` 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 possess been hurt and then somehow was n't ? ``

Sarah 's face went blench white 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 okay. But she wo n't ever instruct to control her conjuration and she will persist in to cause unknown things to occur. ``

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

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

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

There was another piece of paper that had a list of supplying written on it, including a caldron, verge, and spell books. Amanda had about a million motion. Where could she buy a existent wand ? Had they gotten the platform wrong ? There could n't be a program 9 3/4, could there ? What did the varsity letter mean, broomsticks ? Did witches really ride around on Calluna vulgaris like they do in books ?

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

`` It 's not a costume, '' Jen said, `` He 's a wizard. He teaches at a shoal of magic trick and he 's here to tell us that Amanda is a beldam. ``

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

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

`` Max, please go upstairs and sporty 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 manipulate my thaumaturgy. I wo n't be the weird girl at Hogwarts. ``

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

`` I will, '' Neville nodded, `` Actually, if you 're not busy today, I could take you to Diagon Alley. That 's the shopping area 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 waitress for Max. ``

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

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


Eleven-year-old John Malcolm Brickston was running around in a large circle as fast as he possibly could. He, along with two other son, was spinning the merry-go-round in the park across the street from his firm as fast as he could. A quarter boy was on the roundabout shrieking in delight.

It was a casual thing for can, playing with the other son in his neck of the woods at the park. They particularly liked spinning each other until they felt sick on the carrousel. Other body process included trying to force each other off the rascal taproom and jumping off of the swings. They often spent all day doing this, until one of their mothers called them inside.

John had fun playing with the early male child from his vicinity even though he was quite different from them. John was a sorcerer and all of his vicinity friends were Muggles. John 's family was the entirely wizarding family living in a neighborhood of Muggles. He did n't mind, of course of instruction. He was actually glad he lived in a vicinity full of masses to toy with, rather than in the eye of nowhere like so many early wiz did. nigh of his first cousin did n't have any close neighbour.

Without the neighborhood boys around, the only hoi polloi John Lackland would take had to toy with were his sis. John had three of them and while he loved them, they got on his nerves. They were all younger than him and drove him mental on a daily groundwork.

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

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

`` enough, enough ! '' the boy on the carousel shouted.

King John and the other two boys stepped back and watched it retard down. Once it had almost stopped, the boy jumped off and stumbled around, falling on the terra firma. John and the others crowded around him.

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

`` Johnny Reb ! '' someone shouted from the incoming to the park.

John turned his head towards the voice and groaned. It was his mother. The previous day she had made him watch over his piddling Sister when they played at the parkland and he really did n't want to do that again. But his sister were n't with his mum, so maybe she wanted something else.

`` What ? '' can shouted.

`` You need to do dwelling now ! '' she shouted back.

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

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

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

That was probably the solely thing she could hold said to relieve oneself trick no longer mind leaving his friends. He grinned and ran to grab up with his mum. Now it was official, he was going to Hogwarts !

bathroom 's business firm was in its usual state of matter of topsy-turvydom when he entered it. Not two sec after they stepped in the door, his second youthful sister, Gemma, ran up them screaming about how Amelia had taken her toy. Gemma was six and Amelia, his youngest baby, was five.

At any given consequence there were probably five or six little Kid at John 's household. He had a lot of full cousin who were all younger than him. His mother was a check at home mum, but a few of his aunts worked outside the home plate. They often dropped their kid off at John 's household while they were at work. Or when they had to go shopping. It was just another reason why John enjoyed spending his barren meter outside, away from the short kids.

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

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

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

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

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

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

`` It 's here somewhere, '' Jan said as she rifled through a raft of mail service, `` I just had it a second ago. Hang on. ``

John sighed as he leaned against the rampart. He could n't waitress to get to Hogwarts. Then he would n't have to deal with all his little sisters and cousins anymore. He would be in a place where he was one of the youngest citizenry. That rarely happened. lav had always been the oldest, the one who was expected to be mature.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Three-year-old Alyssa was holding a torn envelope in her custody and giggling playfully. John grabbed it from her and she burst out crying. Jan picked her up as John took off for his chamber, the only toddler justify situation in the full house.

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

john tossed aside the dampness 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 entire menage had gone to Hogwarts for as far back as anyone could recollect. As far as he knew, his family did n't bear any Squibs.

Gospel According to John had been looking forward to Hogwarts for a very recollective time. His parents had all sorts of stories to say of the place. Although, their teaching had been interrupted due to the final battle and Voldemort 's defeat. They had only been first years at the time and Hogwarts had closed for a yr in order for it to be rebuilt. But after that, his parents had had a somewhat pattern education.

There were all sorts of things that john was looking forward to. The Sorting ( although his parents refused to tell him how it was done ), the fiesta, exploding potions, Peeves, Quidditch, Hogsmeade trips when he got older, the Gryffindor common room. John the Divine 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 hoaxer when he was in school day. St. John could n't hold off to take out some prank 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 happy about it.

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

The Scots heather had been his dad 's when he was at Hogwarts. John grabbed a nursing bottle of smooth and began to rub it into the worn Natalie Wood. Jeff had given it to Saint John the Apostle when he was only five and Gospel According to John had been flying on it ever since.

If John had to pick the one thing he was most looking forward to at Hogwarts, it would be Quidditch. St. John had been flying for as long as he could remember and he had 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 posture open at the right time. He doubted he 'd get chosen as a beater in his second twelvemonth due to the fact that beaters were generally quite a lot bigger than the rest of the players. But if a beater stead opened when he was in 4th or fifth part year, he just might make it.

Isabelle and Alyssa had left by the clip 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 bowling alley tomorrow ? '' trick asked as he grabbed a cultivated carrot out of a bowl.

`` I do n't know, '' Jan replied, `` Your Aunt Jodie is working tomorrow and I have to take in Stephanie as well as the twins. I do n't particularly want to puff three extra Thomas Kyd to Diagon Alley especially when two are babies. It may induce to waitress until the weekend. And please do n't eat the carrot. ``

John sighed and sat down at the tabular array. He did n't want to wait until the weekend. He wished his mum did n't watch all of his petty cousins all the prison term.

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

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

`` Gramps ! '' 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 twelvemonth old but was usually healthy as a hippogriff. He was a bit senile and forgetful at time, but it never bothered him. He was often the biography of the political party, too, despite his age. John loved him.

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

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

`` Well done, Johnny-Boy ! '' Zander gave him a surprisingly strong clap on the vertebral column, `` Great place, Hogwarts. Best days of my life, except for the times I found myself in Professor Dippet 's authority. You 'd best stay out of there. ``

`` Professor Dippet 's been dead for years, grandfather, '' Saint John the Apostle laughed.

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

Dinner was lively that evening, as it always was when Zander was there. He dominated the conversation with floor of his own twelvemonth at Hogwarts. John was sorting of surprised he remembered them so well. He told of the time he and his friends went for a swim in the Black person Lake at midnight during the full moon moon in Jan. The nurse had not been pleased when they showed up at the hospital wing with flimsy display case of hypothermia. She scolded them and told them if they were stupid enough to float in the lake during Jan, they could at least use cold-repellent spell on themselves.

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

former stories included the many clowning he pulled on the Slytherins. 'Pranking 's a Brickston tradition ,'he told John solemnly. The fourth dimension he snuck out of the castle and into Hogsmeade. The sentence he fell asleep during his account of magic O.W.L. ( `` What do they expect, when Binns makes you fall asleep during class ? '' ) Sneaking about the castle at Night with whatever girlfriend he had at the prison term. Jan had to shut him up at that compass point and she and Jeff began to relay their own Hogwarts stories.

John the Divine was, if it was possible, even more excited about Hogwarts after hearing all of the story. He wanted to swim in the black Lake in the middle of winter. He wanted to snarf out of schooling to go to Hogsmeade. He wanted to paint half his face red and the other one-half gold for the Gryffindor-Slytherin Quidditch match.

John did n't know how he was going to be able to wait two days until Sat to go to Diagon skittle 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 long time to go to Hogwarts, but he had a feeling the last month and a half would drag by even slower than those age had.

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suit there 's so a good deal yet to see, that I have n't seen yet
And there 's so a great deal air to suspire, yeah
I want to guide 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 parchment. She smiled and dipped the quill into her pot of ink and then wrote 'Elandra Harvard took a recondite breath and sat down on the three-legged potty'onto the lambskin. pink wine set down the shaft and picked up the parchment. She looked at it for a mo and then set it down again.

The parchment was a account. A fib about a Muggle-born at Hogwarts. Ever since Rose was little, she liked coming up with stories. She used to just order them to her parents and little brother, but then she got older and began writing them down.

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

Rose had been waiting for the letter of the alphabet all summer. She wished that Hogwarts would institutionalise 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 organise to go to school. rose wine had been preparing since May, though. She knew she would get her alphabetic character this summer, as she would be turning eleven on Aug twentieth.

Her dad had located her mum 's old luggage compartment in the attic and charmed an etching of 'REW'to replace the 'HJG'that stood for Hermione Jean husbandman. The trunk currently sat on the floor in blush wine 's room. The simply matter in it was a cauldron that her dad had found in the attic as well. It was a perfectly good cauldron, so neither of her parents saw any need to buy her a new one. Rose agreed. She kind of liked the old cauldron. There was something to be said about brewing potions in a cauldron that was senior than you were.

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

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

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

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

Hugo thrust an envelope into Rose 's handwriting and she caught a glimpse of the Hogwarts crest on the seal. The breath caught in her chest as she grabbed it. `` Thanks, Hugo, '' she grinned.

Hugo made no movement to leave as pink wine shakily began to open the gasbag. `` 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 read it.

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

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

`` Mum and Dad will be here, '' pink wine rolled her eyes, `` And you better not go through my hooey. ``

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

Rose turned the other way and went downstairs in gild to see 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. `` congratulation ! '' She leaned over and kissed Rose 's forehead.

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

`` Oh, work material, '' Hermione said as she closed the book, `` It can wait. Let me see that missive ! ``

Rose handed her female parent the letter and waited while she read it. Hermione handed it back to her and smiled even wider. `` I ca n't consider you 're going to Hogwarts already. Time has flown by ! My little daughter, all grown up. ``

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

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

`` Ron ! Hermione ! Anyone here ? '' someone shouted from the animation room.

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

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

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

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

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

`` Hey, Hermione, '' Harry said, `` We were going to go to Diagon Alley after luncheon. Al got his alphabetic character a few hours ago. Want to add up ? ``

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

`` See you then, '' Harry said.

`` Bye, '' Hermione replied as Harry 's head teacher disappeared and the leafy vegetable flames died down.

******

A few minute later rosiness was standing with her family in presence of Gringotts. She tapped her 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 rose wine had hurried them along.

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

`` King 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.

`` tucket and Blotts ! '' rose wine said excitedly. She had been there numerous metre, but never to buy books for school.

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

Rose rolled her eyes. James was the one who was mental. He spent more time at Quality Quidditch supply than all the former stores in Diagon skittle 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 wish, '' Lily huffed.

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

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

rosebush groaned. The Apothecary was possibly her to the lowest degree preferred shop, next to caliber Quidditch Supplies. It did n't surprise her that Harry chose that computer memory, though. He always did that when they argued. rose 's parents did the same thing.

They finally made it to brandish and Blott 's, after the Apothecary and brothel keeper Malkin 's. Rose was the first off one through the door and immediately started browsing. She did n't know where everyone else was going in the shop, but she did n't care.

Flourish and Blott 's had always fascinated Rose, ever since she was slight. There were always at least five books she wanted to buy whenever she went in. Hermione usually bought her one every sentence they went.

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

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

`` rushing up, '' James whined, `` I want to go get my Scots heather. ``

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

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

`` So ? ''

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

James sighed loudly and then walked away. mount shook her fountainhead and went back to her book. A few hour later her mum told her it was meter to go. It was time to go to Ollivander 's, which was what rose had been almost looking forward to.

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

Albus smashed the windowpane with his offset baton, which Rose idea was incredibly funny. She secretly hoped she would n't do the Sami, though. The following baton chose Albus and then it was Rose 's turn.

The first three she tried out were n't right. Although she did n't kick downstairs any windows, they did n't solve properly.

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

rosiness took the sceptre and waved it. Red glint erupted from it and Rose knew it was the ripe one. She grinned at Ollivander and he smiled.

Next on the list was Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes, despite St. James the Apostle 's perpetual badgering about the Quidditch store.

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

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

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

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

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

`` Now, every pupil 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 Magic very often. ``

Rose smirked. She had heard about professor Binns and his boring lecturing, but she really did n't remember she 'd ever use a Skiving Snackbox. well, maybe if James wanted her to watch Quidditch drill, but never for skipping a class.

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

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

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

`` George IV Weasley ! '' Hermione scolded, `` You should be setting a better exercise for these two ! No wonder Fred was in detainment every hebdomad last year ! ``

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

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

A few minute later, Ron had convinced Hermione to let rose get the muck bombs and other mischief qualification ware. Hermione did n't look too happy about it, though.

George II and chemise, who had also been working, closed the shop and they all went to the Leaky caldron for dinner. Everyone told account about Hogwarts, which made rose wine look forward to schooltime even more.

James 's whining finally paid off after dinner party and they went to lineament Quidditch supplying. Rose thought he took far too long to plunk out the consummate ling and she was bored out of her nous. James I, Albus, teddy, Ron, and Harry all spent at least a half hour going over the pro and cons of each model before they finally made a decision.

`` And it goes from zero to 60 in lupus erythematosus than 20 seconds ! '' Saint James the Apostle said excitedly on their way to Eyelops.

`` I do n't care, St. James, '' Rose groaned.

`` The twig repel piss, '' Saint James added, `` So there is n't any puff when you 're playing in the rainfall or snow .... ''

Rose ignored him for the residue 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 spinal column of the shop and she put her hired hand up to the coop. Two of the owls ignored her but the third one hopped over and rubbed its forefront on her helping hand like a cat would. heighten grinned and knew that was the owl for her.

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

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

The walk of life back to the Leaky Cauldron was unruffled. Hogwarts seemed closer than ever for rosebush. She was set. She had been prepare for this for years. Her mum always told her that she had a knack for learning, and blush wine was ready to learn everything Hogwarts had to offer.


Næsta saga
Albus waved to his parents and petty babe, Lily, until he could no longer see them. `` Well, we 'd improve go find a compartment, '' he said to his cousin, Rose, who was standing next to him. rosiness nodded her headspring and they started walking down the train corridor. It was a bit hard to take the air on a moving train and Albus kept stumbling. The gearing rounded a corner and he fell into a rather imply looking older student.

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

`` Better 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 cut off whatever they were doing with their friends. Albus also saw a few the great unwashed who looked vaguely companion, including the Jordan-Bell twins. Scorpio Malfoy was sitting in one of the compartments with a few early boys, but Albus definitely did not want to sit with them.

Albus peeked into the next compartment and saw that there was a rather pale boy sitting on one of the hind end. He seemed very low and his face was quite scarred. There was also an older lady friend, who looked to be about Victoire 's age, sitting adjacent to the boy. She looked vaguely conversant. Both of them had blue eyes and blond hair's-breadth. They looked friendly enough. `` How about this one ? '' he said to Rose.

pink wine glanced into the compartment for a few minute and replied, `` Yeah, looks good to me. '' She opened the door and the two cousins walked in.

"Can we sit here ? '' Albus asked.

"Sure,"the boy responded as he gestured to the seat opposite him."My epithet 's matt, mat Eckerton."

`` I 'm his sister, 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 cousin-german, rosebush Weasley, '' he gestured to blush wine. `` We 're both showtime years. ``

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

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

`` Probably. I think I 've seen you, too, '' rose wine responded. Albus nodded his chief in agreement.

flatness 's center opened wide as he stared at Albus."So, you 're Harry ceramicist 's son ? You know, you do look a wholly lot like him. You 've got his oculus and everything."

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

"I bet you two hear loading of stories of the battle. My parents have told me some, but they do n't cognise all the details, just the act that are in account book. You see, we 're from Australia. We moved get word when I was about eight,"mat looked nervously at his sister.

"Yeah, I know all about the battle. My parents did n't severalize me the full write up until I turned eleven. Sami with Rose, our parents told us at the Lapplander time. They did n't want to pall us, but thought we ought to know before we went to Hogwarts, since most people there will receive heard all about it. But my parents do n't utter about it much. imagine it brings back bad memories,"Albus told Matt before changing the subject. He really did n't relish people constantly asking him about his dad."So, how 'd you get all those mark ?"

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

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

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

matt turned away from the window."Nope, just me and Amy. I know you 've got sibling. I 've read about you and them in volume. A sidekick James IV and a sister Lily, right ? And I think you 've got a little pal, right, pink wine ?"

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 beginner when he went to Hogwarts."Yup, Epistle of James is a second year and Lily 's just nine, so she 's not here yet."

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

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

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

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

"matt Eckerton."

`` Hi, '' the boys responded.

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

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

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

`` Yeah, flatness 's just starting his first class, '' Amy told him.

`` Good portion with the classification, then, lustrelessness, '' Ben grinned at Matt.

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

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

"No,"Albus said, turning more crimson.

`` So, what sign of the zodiac do you require to be in ? ``

`` Gryffindor, just like my parents, '' Albus told him, `` And James IV and all my cousin-german are in Gryffindor, too. So were nearly 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, '' Rose announced, `` Although Ravenclaw looks nice, too. ``

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

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

The compartment door opened again. Another boy walked in, along with a fright looking girlfriend. The boy was dark shin, very marvellous, with brownness hair and dark eyes. The lady friend was quite a bit shorter than the boy, with long, wavy, honey colored hair and light brownish eyes.

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

"Sure,"Albus and matt responded.

"trade good. I 'm lavatory Brickston and this is Amanda tagging program. We 're both first years,"the boy told Albus, Rose, Matt, and Amy.

"Hi. I 'm Albus potter, this is my cousin Rose Weasley, and that 's mat Eckerton, we 're also beginning long time,"Albus responded, `` And she 's Amy, Matt 's sister. '' Albus pointed to Amy, who waved.

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

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

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

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

`` You sure ? ``

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

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

`` Well, it 's really my Uncle George who owns it. He 's Albus 's uncle, too. But my dad works there a lot. My Uncle George III opened it with my Uncle Fred after they left school. 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 stuff from there. Mum 's not always happy about it since I 'm always using the stuff to deplume put-on on my small babe. ``

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

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

"Definitely !"John shouted, as he jumped up from his seat and ran out into the corridor. Albus smiled. John reminded him of James. Albus, rosebush, lusterlessness, and Amanda followed John. All five returned with their arms broad of food.

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

"Well, you have your cauldron patty, pumpkin pasties, umber frogs, and Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans,"King John explained, as he pointed to the versatile items."Just be heedful with the beans."

"Why ?"Amanda asked as she tried a light-green colored dome."Ugh !"she exclaimed."Bogey !"Amanda spat out the bean and it landed on John. Albus, Rose, and matt broke out in scene of laughter.

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

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

"What 's a doctor ?"John asked.

"A muggle therapist,"Matt explained."My mum 's Muggle Max Born, but she 's a beldam, and my dad 's a wizard. He works at the Ministry, in the department for the Control and ordinance of Magical Creatures,"Matt told everyone. `` And my mum does n't play, but she 's cerebration of getting a job now that I 've started school. ``

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

`` well, like I said before, my dad works at Weasley 's hotshot Wheezes, but he 's also an Auror, which is a Dark Wizard backstop. And my mum study at the Ministry. She 's the one who started all the House-Elf rights poppycock. ``

`` Wow, your dad 's an Auror, too ? That 's bloody brainy ! '' whoremaster grinned.

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

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

"Yeah, Albus 's parents are renowned !"King John shouted."Tell Amanda, wo n't you, Albus ?"Albus suspected John secretly wanted to take heed all about the ceramist directly from him, even though he 'd probably understand all about them in books.

And so, Albus, with a niggling help from rosiness, told the news report about how Lord Voldemort had killed his grandparents and tried to kill his dad, but his dad survived. He told them all about his parents'years at Hogwarts, about the Horcruxes, and how Lord Voldemort met his downfall.

All three students stared at Albus and rosiness with their sass wide open. Matt and John Lackland had obviously heard the whole story before, but never this accurate an account. Amanda was practically in tears.

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

`` Yeah, '' mat agreed.

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

The radical of five commencement years spent the rest of the journey discussing what they knew was true about Hogwarts and what their siblings and full cousin had told them about the antediluvian school. Everyone agreed that the Giant calamari did not eat a unlike get-go year each year while they crossed the lake on gravy boat, despite what Albus and Rose 's first cousin, Fred, had said.

"Well, you 'd better change into your robes,"blush wine said an 60 minutes or so after the sky turned dark. rosiness had been wearing her robe since before she 'd even gotten on the train. The four other students changed into their robes quietly.

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

"Firs'years ! Firs'geezerhood, 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 boat, followed by John the Divine, and Matt, who were all gaping at Hagrid. Rose 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 ? '' John pointed at Hagrid with an stunned feel on his face.

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

`` I 've never seen mortal so big, '' lusterlessness commented.

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

`` That 's so cool down ! '' John the Divine grinned.

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

The for the first time geezerhood came to a stop in movement of stern looking fair sex."Good evening. I 'm Professor Patil, I teach Transfiguration. In a moment, you will be able to join your fellow students in the Great mansion house for dinner party, but beforehand, you will call for to be sorted into your houses. They are Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin,"she said Slytherin with a note of disgust in her vocalization."While you 're here, you will be capable to garner stage for your house for any achievement. Likewise, any misbehavior will do points to be taken away. At the end of the yr, the house with the most head earns the House Cup. Now, observe me, please."

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A/N : I hope you liked it ! Feel free to leave alone a recapitulation. I 'd like to give thanks my brother and sisters for reading this first and letting me know what they thought.
I do n't own Harry Potter. Nothing you recognize is mine.

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The students followed Professor Patil into a large dining room. The ceiling looked just like the Night sky outside."It 's enchanted to look like the sky,"rose wine whispered to Albus. The quondam pupil at all four of the tables were whispering to each early and pointing wildly at Albus. Once the low years reached the drumhead table, Professor Patil turned around. The onetime students were still whispering, and they seemed to be doing so more loudly by the minute. Albus looked out at them and then inched his way to the back of the chemical group so no one could see him. Sometimes, he hated how much he looked like his father.

"silence, please,"prof Patil announced, and the scholar immediately stopped talking. An old, patched hat sat on a stool and all of a sudden it broke out in song. A few of the first years were quite shocked at this and jumped back. Once it stopped, Professor Patil started talking again."When I call your name, you will come forward and try on the Sorting Hat."

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

"Brickston, John."John ran up and jammed the hat on his promontory. It was only there for a bit when it shouted out,"Gryffindor !"can let out a loud whoop and ran for the Gryffindor table, where he was patted on the back by a few sure-enough Gryffindors.

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

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

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

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

"Potter, Albus."A whisper went through the gang. 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. Someone pushed Albus forward. He walked up to the faeces 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 fellow,"said the hat,"Yes, indeed, just like your father. And just like your father, Slytherin would help you accomplish immenseness, but if you insist, Gyffindor !"

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

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

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

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

Albus stared in amazement as the food appeared in social movement of him. He started piling his plate with as much as would fit. toilet was using not only his plate, but an empty one that he found as well.

"This is awful !"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 intellectual nourishment and could n't facilitate but overhear a conversation between two senior students.

"I wonder where prof Torro is ? It 's not usual for a teacher to pretermit the start of term feast,"a Robert Brown haired girl asked the boy sitting next to her.

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

"What does he teach ?"bathroom said, interrupting the two older students.

"Defense Against the wickedness Arts,"the young woman told him. The two older students continued their conversation, but in low representative so trick could n't catch him.

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After the students had eaten their fill of dinner party, the golden plateful became light for a moment, and then dessert appeared. Albus immediately helped himself to his favorite, treacle tart. While he was eating, he heard a belly laugh coming from his left hand. A ghostly head had appeared right out of Amanda 's plate.

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

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

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

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

"Yeah,"Albus responded. He did n't call back it was as neat as trick did, and was beginning to like he had n't eaten nearly as a good deal slop tart.

The headmaster got to his feet again as the golden home became clean once more."Is everyone meet ? Good. Now, I have a few first of term poster. The settlement of Hogsmeade is out of bounds for start and second years, as well as the Forbidden Forest to everyone. As always, stay away from the Whomping willow tree. Mr. Filch has added a few new items to the list of forbidden things and if you wish to visit the list, it is pinned to Mr. Filch 's doorway.

"Now, as many of you have noticed, prof Torro is not with us tonight. I regret to inform you that he has been discovered utterly only a few 60 minutes ago,"professor Kendrick stated with a sad expression on his face. There was a sharp inhalation of breathing place from the students."case of death has not been determined. Until I can incur a suitable refilling, Defense Against the iniquity graphics class will not take place. Now, it is metre to go to your dormitories. course begin tomorrow and you will postulate to be well rested. First years, please follow a prefect to your common rooms."

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

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

"Yeah, and was n't pa the subject that was witch years back ?"another responded.

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

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

Albus walked up the gyrate staircase to his student residence with Matt, Gospel According to John, and two other boy 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 boys were laughing and talking. But Albus could n't shake that he was considered for Slytherin. He was also a bit aflutter about the fact that a professor had died. That did n't happen often, did it ? Albus was still thinking about these things as he drifted off to sleep.

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

Dear Harry,
I would apprize it if you would get 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 turn back this owl with your resolution, thank you.
From,
Fabius Kendrick

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

"Okay, just let me know before you leave. That is unusual, though. Why would n't he hold met with you before term started ? I hope Saint James the Apostle 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 cloud in the sky. The maven and Moon shone brightly. Harry thought the pupil must be in their uncouth elbow room by now, judging from the sentence. 'That 's good, Albus and Saint James the Apostle have no idea I 'm here', thought Harry. He walked along the way of life and soon found himself walking through the big oak doors into the Great antechamber. Kendrick was waiting for him there.

"Good even, Harry,"Fabius greeted.

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

"Oh, do n't concern, they 're mulct. But I would prefer if we discuss what we need to hash out in my situation,"Fabius responded. Harry followed Fabius up to the Harlan Fiske Stone gargoyle. It leaped aside as Fabius murmured,"wool coat."

Harry walked into the associate circular government agency. He saw all the diverse possessions that Dumbledore had left to the schoolhouse. He also noticed the sleeping portraiture of previous schoolmaster. 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 death chair in front man of his desk. Harry sat."I have some bad news. Professor Torro was found dead in his house this morning."

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

"I know, shocking, and very, very sad. His cause of last was Avada Kedarva, but I did n't secernate the students this. It does worry me. It is quite suspicious. Especially since dada was the subject that Voldemort jinxed."

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

"Of course not. But there are still Death Eaters out there. I have reason to believe that one of them killed Torro and the pastor agrees with me. But onto the rationality I have summoned you here.

"We are, of course, in want of a new daddy teacher, and I was wondering if you would care the job. I think it would be a unspoiled idea to make an Auror here after recent events and you are the ideal candidate,"Kendrick told Harry.

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

"Of course. And finger disembarrass to result every weekend to spend time 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 home tonight and ask her. You 'll have your reply in the cockcrow, okay ?"Harry asked.

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

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

As Harry left the castle, he pondered the death of Torro. Harry had only met Torro a few time, and he was not particularly close to him, but his death still troubled Harry. Was this another random Death feeder attack ? There had been a few of them throughout the years after the fight. But why was Torro killed ? He did n't even exist in UK during the sentence of Voldemort, he lived in France then. Why were the Death Eaters going after Hogwarts teachers ? Harry had a shrewish feeling that this was n't like the other decease, this had import. Surely, Voldemort could n't return ? He was dead. There were no more Horcruxes. Harry kept telling himself this, but he still felt very awkward about it. The headmaster and the Minister felt the like way. Why else would they want an Auror at Hogwarts ? Of course, Harry was the one who defeated Voldemort, so who else knew More about dadaism ?

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

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Early the adjacent morning time, Harry Apparated into Hogsmeade once again. This time he had his old Hogwarts bole with him, along with a large, black owl named William Harvey. This is associate, he thought. Harry wheeled his trunk over to Hogsmeade station, where he would wait for a carriage to take him to the palace. Ginny had said yes right away. She felt that Harry 's comportment in the school would protect her son. Ginny was also quite apprehensive about the last of Torro.

The carriage arrived and Harry loaded his trunk into it. 'This sure is strange ,'he thought. Back at Hogwarts, once again. It kind of felt good, comforting in a way. Hogwarts had always felt like rest home to Harry. But he still could n't shake the ill at ease feeling he had about Torro 's death. The passenger car gave a lurch, and the thestrals pulled Harry up to the school.



"Get up, Albus ! Get up !"Albus awoke with a jump and saw John '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 Lackland responded, excitedly. He was bouncing around the room, waking up all his mate Gryffindors.

Albus got up and put on his robe."okeh, I 'm fix,"

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

The five Gryffindor first year boys met the girlfriend in the common room. Rose, Amanda, Janie Creevey, and the Jordan-Bell twins. Albus knew he 'd met the twin a few times, but could n't commemorate their names They introduced themselves as Karina and Marina. They were identical with long black hair and blue middle. The offset years walked down to the Great Hall together, only getting lost once.

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

"Sorry,"she said as she walked past.

Albus did n't pay any care to her. He continued to stare at the faculty table. Sitting next to the headmaster, was his founder. Albus shook his head and ran over to the Gryffindor mesa, where his fellow first years had already sat down.

"Henry James ! James II !"Albus shouted,"Look who 's sitting next to Professor Kendrick ! Is n't that Dad ? What 's he doing here ? He does n't teach here !"

James was staring at Harry."Yeah, I know. good story how he never mentioned it. But I guess he must be the new DADA teacher. All the former instructor are there."

"Honestly, James II ! He could n't stimulate told us yet. Torro just died yesterday. Obviously, Kendrick asked him finale night. It was only a affair of time, was n't it ? I mean, he 's got to be the most qualified champion for the job, right ?"GA had sat down following to James and talked some sentience into him.

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

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

Albus took his schedule from him and looked at it. He had DADA right hand after breakfast, then Charms, and after lunch he had two-bagger Herbology.

"Looks like a enough schedule,"can 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 teaching at Hogwarts. With his dad here, Albus would be even more famous than usual. He did not like the staring eyes and the constant interrogative about his dad.

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After breakfast, the Gryffindors headed to the dad classroom, with John 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 fender ?"

"No, I 'll be alright,"Matt replied with a yawn,"Guess I did n't get to slumber until late, too flighty about lessons."

When they arrived at the classroom, Albus ran and took the board in the book binding. Matt and Amanda followed him. John hesitated, apparently torn with joining his new friends and sitting up front. Finally, he, too, went and sat in the vertebral column.

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

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

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

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

"Good morning time,"Harry said as he walked to the front desk,"I 'm prof Potter."A few of the missy in front giggled."I 'll start by taking attendance."Harry ran down the attendance rag. Everyone was there.

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

"Professor ? Can you enjoin us about the battle ? Please ?"one of the twins asked, Albus did n't get it on which one.

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

Albus sunk humbled in his chair. St. John was sitting straight up, staring at Harry, hardly blinking. Amanda and Matt were also paying closely attention.

Harry 's story about the engagement lasted the hale period. The Alexander Graham Bell rang shortly after Harry finished.

"Please read chapter one for next metre, since we did n't get a chance to cover it in class,"Harry told the scholarly person as they left."And Albus, could you rest for a import ?"

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

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

"Yes, I did,"Albus said, his eyes brimming with tears as he remembered what the hat had told him,"But it wanted to put me in Slytherin !"Albus started crying and he could n't intercept."I told it to put me in Gryffindor, that 's the only ground 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 have done well in Slytherin ? It put rosiness in Gryffindor before it even touched her head. And St. James the Apostle said it did that with him, too."

"Yes, I know, but everyone 's different. It means that you have character of many different houses. It does n't signify you should be in Slytherin. The hat put you in Gryffindor because you wanted it to. A great man once told me 'it is our choices that display who we really are, far More than our abilities'. Albus Dumbledore was that man. He told me that when I was wondering the Same thing 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 assure J-James."

"Do n't worry, I wo n't. Saint James does n't even live 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 concern about me teaching here. I 'll care for you just like the other scholar, detention and all."

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

"See you later, Al."

"Bye, Dad."

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Albus was a bit more cheerful for the rest of the day. He thoroughly enjoyed double Herbology. He had known prof Longbottom since he was born, and Albus was very interested in wizardly plants. Charms, however, was n't as enjoyable. The Charms professor, prof Washburn was not very skillful, and for some reason he seemed to sustain something against Gryffindor.

Soon enough, dinner party came, and right when Albus walked into the Great Hall, 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 good bowl of potatoes."He spent the all period telling everyone about the battle because he figured no one would leave him alone until he did."

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

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

"I know, but I suppose it 's better for everyone to learn it sooner rather than later, and now Dad can get on to teaching,"James explained as he shoved his mouth with volaille,"Should be pretty aplomb having him learn, he knows so much DADA."

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

"Hi privy, matt,"Albus said, passing them the pumpkin juice.

"Wow, this is just as good as last Nox !"John exclaimed as he piled his plate high with solid food,"I could definitely get used to this."

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

"'Course not. But she did n't nominate as much smorgasbord,"King John explained. He turned to mat."You okay ? You look kind of pale."

That was an understatement. Matt looked like he was about to go through out in the white potato. He had n't touched any of the food and his golden plate was still empty. flatness was leaning his head on his hired hand and was yawning a lot."I 'm all right, I guess, just tired."

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

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

At that moment, the master stood up."If I could give birth your care for just a bit, I have some to a greater extent announcements."The room immediately fell unsounded."Thank you. Now, as many of you have noticed, I did let success in securing a new dadaism teacher and I would like to introduce him. This is prof Potter."Kendrick gestured to Harry."Now, I know many of you will take questions for him when you have your first DADA lesson, but I ask you not to pester him. He will secernate you what he wants to, and nothing more than. I would also like to severalize you that if you want to try out for your house Quidditch team, please ease up your name to your head of house. That is all. Thank you."Kendrick sat back down again and proceeded to talk to Harry.

"fountainhead, I 'm trying out for quester this yr !"James announced to the unhurt Gryffindor table,"I 've been down to the pitch practicing on my Firebolt during lunch."

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

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

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

St. John groaned,"Yeah, I suppose. You gon na get along, lustrelessness ?"

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

"lusterlessness, are you sure you 're ok ? You 're going pretty slow,"Albus asked, with a neural aspect on his face."I think you should probably go to the hospital offstage.

Matt looked out the windowpane."I suppose you 're probably right. You guys go on ahead, I 'll converge you back in the Common room."

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

"Matt ! Come here, you look dreadful,"she said, grabbing his shoulder and leading him to the bed,"Thanks for bringing him, boys, you can leave now."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 recollect he 's been there yet,"John stated,"I wonder if he gets purge often ? Or maybe he gets hurt a lot, he 's got loads of scars. ``

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

"Well, I 'm trusted he 'll severalise us about it when he 's cook,"trick reasoned,"Cornish Pixie."The portrayal opened and the two boys walked into the park way. They settled down to doing their homework with Amanda, Rose, Janie, Bilius, Ethan, and the counterpart. After a few hours, Albus bid them beneficial night.

He walked up to his dormitory, changed into his pajamas, and climbed into bed. He pondered his lessons and the rest period of his day. Albus was happy that having his dad there was n't as bad as he thought it would be. But why did prof Washburn dislike him and the other Gryffindors so much ? And was Matt okay ? He still had n't returned to the green elbow room. As Albus was worrying about Matt, he drifted off to catch some Z's. Just after he drifted off, the screech shack shrieked for the foremost clock time in decades.




Harry was in the Great Charles Francis Hall. Ropes bound him to the master 's chair. His cicatrix was searing in pain in the ass. descent was pouring down his munition as he struggled against the restraints. He opened his eyes and glanced around, looking for his verge. There it was, lying uselessly halfway across the room. All around him, other the great unwashed were bound to the other professor 's chairs, they were surrounding Harry in a Mexican valium. A cloaked bod was circling around the outside of the set, while other cloaked number stood stationary around the room. torso lay in pocket billiards of blood on the floor.

Harry glanced around at the other the great unwashed bound to the chairs. The person directly across from him had long red fuzz. Harry screamed."NO ! ! ! ! Ginny !"He looked at the other people."James River ! Albus ! Lily ! Take me instead, not the Thomas Kyd !"

The hooded figure looked up and entered the circle. He stood directly in strawman of Harry."Well, well, person 's decided to regain his cognisance. As you see, the respite of them did n't fair too well without you. Most are dead. But I 've saved your dear family for survive. I will torture them and bolt down them. And then, I shall pop you. At last, I 've waited so long. You should have known you could n't belt down me."Voldemort rounded on the smallest child tied to a chair.

"Crucio !"he shouted.

"NO ! ! ! ! Do it to me instead ! Lily !"Harry screamed. His scar started to hurt even big, it burned so bad he could n't prevent his eyes afford anymore.
Harry awoke with a head start. He was covered in stew and his philia 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 same one. It had been going on ever since the last battle. Only before he had kids, the people surrounding him were Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Luna. As soon as Saint James was born, Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Luna disappeared. Once Albus was born, he appeared too. Same with Lily.

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

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

Harry walked away from the windowpane. He slowly walked into the corridor. His whole consistency was clammy. He needed a sleeping swig. 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 computer storage. He still felt like he was disobeying the pattern, even though he was now a professor. It seemed like Snape was rightfulness around the recess waiting to watch him doing something wrong. Harry climbed the steps to the hospital extension. He hated to wake gentlewoman 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 ward, only to see that brothel keeper Pomfrey was already up. She was tending to a girl in one of the end beds.

"how-do-you-do, Poppy,"he whispered.

"Oh !"brothel keeper 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 fille,"Is she okay ?"

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

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

"Now, why are you here, Harry ?"

"Well, er, commemorate after the battle and I had all those nightmares ? They never completely stopped, and now they seem to be getting worse. I was wondering if I could have a quiescence swig. I 'd also like to just have a supplying of it on bridge player. I 've never been much of a potion brewer and have n't attempted to create it myself. I just can never manage to get to sleep without one after one of these nightmares,"Harry explained sheepishly. He felt like he was a kid again. How could he, the whiz who defeated Voldemort, who was known as the bravest adept of the fourth dimension, be afraid of a incubus ?

A sad gaze fell over ma'am Pomfrey."You know, this kind of reminds me of how you were so susceptible to the dementors in your third year. I know most hoi polloi think you 're brave and nothing frightens you, but everyone has nightmares and being frightened is nil to be ashamed of."She walked over to a cabinet and came back with a large bottle filled with potion."Here you go. Just follow back to me whenever you need more."She handed him the bottle.

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

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

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When Albus awoke the adjacent aurora, Matt still had n't returned from the infirmary fender. John suggested that they go visit Matt before class, but since the two boys had gotten up late, they only had time to snap up a quick bite to eat before heading to Potions in the dungeons.

"trade good break of day, class !"an old, one shot, professor greeted them,"I 'm professor Slughorn, your Potions Master. Today, we shall be learning about the basics of potion brewing, including the importance of proper stirring, heat, and factor. Please open up your book of account to page 6."

The stratum opened their books and spent the altogether lesson listening to Slughorn and copying down notes.

"Well, we 're pretty lots out of time, so I 'll see you all future object lesson. Could I have Albus Potter and blush wine Weasley please stoppage by my desk on their way out ?"Slughorn told the class.

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

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

"Ah ! Young Mr. Potter and Miss Weasley. Now, I would like to assure you about a picayune gathering I have scheduled for Friday. It 's for the bookman in the schooltime whose parents are, for want of a better condition, pop. Or those who have shown special wizard accomplishment. Of line, I 'd be pleased if the both of you would look. I 'm sure your full cousin will be attending. They seemed to like them in the past days,"Slughorn informed them.

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

"Yes, we 'll be there. See you adjacent example, professor,"Rose told him, as the two of them left the dungeon.

"I knew it was only a matter of time before we were invited to the Slug lodge,"Albus groaned. St. James the Apostle loved the punch Club. It gave him a unit lot more attention and more masses for him to recite his news report too. But Albus did n't like the fame. He would have rather skipped the party, but as Epistle of James and his cousins were going, it would be severe not to.

"fountainhead, maybe it 'll be fun,"Rose stated in a promising tone. Albus rolled his centre and the two of them went to Transfiguration.

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Matt did n't show up in category all day. Albus and bathroom were really starting to worry. They decided to confab him before dinner party. When they got into the hospital annexe, they did n't see Matt right away. There was one girl occupying a bed with her arm in a sling. Madam Pomfrey was fussing over her.

"I really think you need to ride out here tonight. You can provide in the dayspring !"

"But, Madam Pomfrey, I 've been here all day. My arm 's fine !"the young woman exclaimed.

"No, I will not give birth it ! You can leave in the aurora,"Madam Pomfrey said in a tone that was not to be argued with. The girl pouted and stopped talking.

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

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

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

"No, I 'm sorry, but you ca n't. He 's not in any state to have visitor at the moment. You can derive see him this sentence 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 steer down to dinner. You can see matt tomorrow."

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

"Very weird. You know, I think matt 's keeping something from us. lady Pomfrey seemed like she was expecting him last-place night, and now no one can chatter him,"trick told Albus in a worry tone.

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

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The following day, Gryffindor first eld had dadaism again. Nothing extraordinarily exciting happened during course of instruction. They mostly took notes on using Expeliarmus, the disarming spell. Harry said they would start being able to pattern it on each former in the next class. John and Albus were really looking forward to this, as they really had n't used their sceptre for anything yet.

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

"Take out your wands,"snarled Wahsburn,"we 're practicing levitation today. Everyone take in a feather."Washburn waved his wand and a feather appeared in front of each student."Remember to lap and flick."

"Swish and motion picture,"murmured Albus from the back mesa. He waved his wand and said,"Wingardium Leviosa !"zippo happened. He tried over and over again. Still, nothing happened. John, however, managed to do it.

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

"praise,"Albus said flatly, his feathering still remaining quite still on the table.

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

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

trick and pink wine looked at him nervously and picked up their wands."Wingardium Leviosa !"they said at the same prison term. Both their plume rose feebly into the air and fell down again.

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

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

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

Albus nervously picked up his wand. His arm was shaking, this would not call on out upright."Wingardium Leviosa,"he muttered very quietly. His feather leaped into the air and caught fervidness. The whole division, which had been staring at the back board for quite some fourth dimension, screamed.

The flame from the feather caught onto Washburn 's robes and set them on fire as well."Bloody Hell !"Washburn screamed. He grabbed Albus 's wand out of his hired man and produced water from it to douse the fire."ceramist ! You 'll getting detainment and 20 points from Gryffindor !"he shouted, glaring at Albus."course dismissed. Get out, all of you except Potter."

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

"Well, you seem to consume a bent for causing fuss, Potter,"Wahsburn spat.

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

"You 'll be doing detention tonight, I do n't give care what other plans 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 demarcation, so it was n't too bad. But Washburn stared at Albus the hale clip, his eyes like firing.

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

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

"Why does Washburn detest me ?"Albus asked."During the low category, I thought he just hated all Gryffindors, but today he made it authorize that it 's me he hates."

"Really ? It 's well known he hates Gryffindors. But he 's always seemed to detest me to a greater extent than everyone else,"James explained,"I always assumed it 's because I cause so a great deal trouble. You on the other hand, have always been so quiet. What did you do to him ?"

Albus mumbled something incoherent.

"What ?"

"I set him on fire."

Epistle of 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 levitate the feather in front end of everyone, when he knew I had n't managed to do it before. My arm was shaking so much I knew the patch would n't work. The plume caught fervidness as soon as I muttered the spell, and then it spread to Washburn 's robe. I got credit line and 20 spot taken from Gryffindor,"Albus looked down, ashamed.

James River looked stunned."But that 's a mistake any number one year could have made. I do see how he got mad, though. I think you should just try to nullify him. Sit in the backbone, do n't say anything. Ignore him in the halls. That 's what I do. I still get way more detentions from him than any other teacher, but I think I 've become immune to them. Well, I 'd amend get back to my friends. See you later."

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

"Albus !"Gospel According to John came running into the common way,"I 've just been with Matt."

"How is he ?"Albus asked.

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

"It 's NOT !"Albus shouted. He was sick of everyone thinking it was comic. The write up had already made it around the schooling and at dinner everyone was staring at him Sir Thomas More than usual. Some educatee even high fived him and patted him on the back. It seemed like Washburn was disliked by many scholar.

"Okay, okay,"John the Divine said, putting his hands up,"Anyway, matt said he 'd be back in course of study tomorrow morning. Madam Pomfrey just wanted him to stay on the rest of the night."

"good. Let 's go to bed. I 'm exhausted,"Albus said. He and John climbed up the orbitual staircase to the dormitory.

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Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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Friday came too quickly for Albus 's liking. He was not looking forward to the Slug social club get together. Since the meeting and Gryffindor Quidditch try-outs were at the same fourth dimension, St. James would n't be joining Albus at the merging. Albus had tried to get out of the meeting by watching try-outs, but the team captain decided to not let any spectators at the try-outs. A gravid number of students had wanted to advert just to see King James I, and the captain did n't want anyone to disrupt the try-outs.

Later that day, Albus and Rose walked down to the keep together. Albus was dreading the meeting. They walked into the merging to see that most everyone else was already there. Albus already knew well-nigh of them. Some of his cousin were there, along with diverse other order of magnitude members'kid. However, there were a few faces Albus had never seen before.

"Ah ! Albus and Rose !"Slughorn gestured to a few chairs in the room,"Please have a seat. You already know many of the masses here. But I do n't think you know Tami Tobias, frank Belleville, and Quinton Willinson ?"he said, gesturing to a blond haired young woman, a pitch blackness hairy boy, and a very sullen looking boy."Tami is a 6th year Ravenclaw who brews the most first-class potions, Frank is a 4th year Hufflepuff who can already do gestural spell ! And Quinton 's a 7th twelvemonth Slytherin whose Father works at the Minsitry."

"Er, hi,"Albus responded.

"Hello,"rosiness smiled.

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

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

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

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

Albus stamped his feet the altogether way up to the common way. He went through the portraiture and was immediately bombarded by James.

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

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

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

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

"What 's unseasonable ? I can tell something 's wrongfulness. tell apart me,"James said, in a representative that sounded strangely like their mother's.

"It 's the type slug social club. 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."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 have Dad 's temper,"James told Albus,"I 'm sorry 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 enjoy them, now did he ?"Albus seethed.

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

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

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

Albus walked up to his dormitory room. It was still relatively too soon, so Albus was surprised to see Matt there. Matt had returned at breakfast yesterday sunrise, but he still did n't appear himself, so John and Albus did not bring up the question of him being ill.

Albus went over to Matt 's bed and pulled back the curtains. He was speech sound asleep. That was strange. He just spent 2 daytime in the hospital Wing, why was he still tired ? Was he still retch ? Albus sighed, he would n't be able-bodied to wonder mat tonight. Well, turning in early would do Albus some dependable too. Maybe he 'd be able-bodied to calm down after the evening 's excitement. He got into his pajamas and got into bed.

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

Albus was sitting in a glum evacuate elbow room. A man in a dark cloak appeared next to him.

"He will pass,"the man said.

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

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

"William Tell me ! Who ?"Albus shouted.

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

Albus awoke with a showtime. He was sweating. What was that about ? He had never had such a vivid dream. Who was going to fall ? Albus raked his brainpower, and then it hit him. It felt like he 'd been punched in the stomach. Of course ! He jumped out of bed and put on his dressing robes. It must be late, he thought. Matt, John, Ethan, and Bilius were still sleeping. Albus tip-toed out of dormitory and carefully close the door behind him.

Albus had to see his dad. He did n't handle that it was the middle of the Night. He ran out of the common way and into the empty corridor. It was strange wandering around this previous. Albus had never walked around the castle at night. He did n't wish that he was n't supposed to be out of his dormitory this recent. All he thought about was telling his dad about that ambition. Albus ran down the stairs, probably making too much noise. As he rounded the corner, person reached out and grabbed his shoulder. Albus screamed.

"Shut up !"a man shouted,"You 'll inflame the whole school. Then we 'll have a real problem."

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

"Well, well, Mr. thrower is out of bed. And this late at dark ? Surely, he must be up to no good,"Washburn sneered. Albus heard the felicity 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 sweetened. Unfortunately for you, wandering corridors at Night is against the prescript, therefore, I will penalise you."

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

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

Washburn slammed his mitt on his desk."So, decided to cause a little midnight stroll ? 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 waitress till dawning ? I bet you were setting up some form of put-on. Am I right ? You know, I 've caught your brother out of bed many a time for just that reason."

So that was it. Washburn hated James, so he in tour hated Albus too. That was the moment clock time in the past 12 hours that Albus had been compared to St. James."I am NOT like my brother !"he stood up, clenched fist clenched and stared at Washburn.

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

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

"Sit back down, Potter. I know you 're just trying to get pricey old Dad to hold open you."

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

"fine, but I 'll deal you to see him, so I can attain sure you 're punished,"Washburn spat.

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

"waiting ! Get back here, boy ! I told you I 'm taking you !"Washburn ran to grab up with Albus, breathing heavily. He was clearly out of configuration. The two of them walked to Harry 's office in complete silence.

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

Harry quickly walked out of his bedchamber. He had also been up after having a incubus 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 want to tell you something ..."Albus replied, looking warily at Washburn.

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

"Fine ! I 'll hold back outside the threshold, but he will be punished !"Washburn yelled as he walked out the doorway and slammed it behind him.

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

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

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

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

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

"Think about it, Al. How could he add up back ? He 's dead. Even in the Wizarding world, no one can issue forth back from the dead."

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

"I know. Now I only hope that as you spend to a greater extent time at Hogwarts, mass will stop asking you so many enquiry. For tonight, I think you should have some Sleeping Draught,"Harry walked over to his cabinet and poured a potion into a small bottle. I 'll claim you back to Gryffindor tower, and drink this before you get into bed."

"But what about detainment ?"

"Do n't care. You wo n't get detention. But wandering the corridors is against the rules, so delight do n't do it anymore. Just send Word of God with a portrait from the common room if you need me, and I 'll meet you in the common room. Now, let 's get you back to bed. Just follow me and do n't say anything. I 'll deal with Washburn."

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

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

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

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

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As the week past, people slowly got over the excitement of having Harry as a papa teacher. Harry had explained the battle to every 1 one of his classes, and in the pursue family he was able-bodied to teach without being disrupted with question pertaining to the fall of Voldemort. Harry was grateful for this. He was still having his nightmare more often than usual, but thanks to gentlewoman Pomfrey 's potion, he was able to get a few comme il faut night 's sleep a week.

thing seemed to be calming down for Albus too. There had not been anymore Slug Club meetings since the fateful first gear one, but Albus had no intention of going to one even if he got invited. His classes were going well. He seemed to sputter the most in Charms, but that was to be expected. At least Albus now knew why Washburn hated him so much, it was because he hated James. As much as Albus hated being compared to James, it was nice to bonk it was n't anything Albus did to irritate Washburn. Unfortunately, Albus was earning a detainment a week in his class.

Matt seemed to convalesce from his illness within a few days. However, as September grew into October, and the atmospheric condition started getting colder, Matt got disturbed again.

Albus, John the Divine, Matt, Bilius, Ethan, rose wine, Janie, Amanda, Karina, and Marina sat together at one table in the common way after dinner one Wednesday. They were working on a particularly knockout Transfiguration essay.

"No, you 've got that wrong,"rosebush told Albus.

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

"But then you wo n't find out anything !"

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

Matt had put his head down on his lambskin, he had only written the first judgment of conviction of his essay.

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

"Again ? You do look a bit wan,"Amanda told him with a worry look on her look."You comfortably go to the Hospital Wing.

"All right. I 'll see you guys later,"flatness slowly got up from his electric chair and shuffled out of the common elbow room."You guys do n't make to come,"he said to Albus and toilet, who had gotten up.

Albus looked at him warily."If you 're sure."But Matt had already left the vernacular room.

"I hope he 's all right. That 's the moment clock time he 's been throw up here and it 's only October,"whoremonger said.

"Yeah, I know. I guess we 'll just have to wait and see how foresighted he spends in the infirmary annexe 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 better turn in, too,"Bilius told the other boys.

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

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Matt did n't get out of the hospital Wing until Saturday. Although, he spent most of that day sleeping in his four post horse bed. His friends were n't all that surprised, since this exact Sami thing had happened during his former illness. They gave him his space until family started again on Monday.

Albus had started to dread Potions family. He was always afraid that Slughorn was going to lend up what happened in the previous bullet Club meeting. Unfortunately for Albus, after double potions that calendar week, Slughorn called Rose and him up to his desk after class.

"See you in Transfiguration Day, then, Albus,"John told him as he and Matt started to take the air out of the room.

"No, stay, please,"Albus hissed at them,"He wo n't blab out about what happened last meter if you 're here."

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

"blush wine and Albus ! I just wanted to receive you to my succeeding get together. It 's happening on Halloween. It 'll be a kind of Halloween party. You can each bring a node,"Slughorn said, delightedly.

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

"No, bring me !"Matt said louder, pushing past tense John.

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

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

"wellspring, off you go, do n't want to be belatedly for your side by side class !"Slughorn shooed them out of his classroom.

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

"What ? I wanted to see what all the fuss is about with those merging,"whoremaster said innocently.

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

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

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Before Albus knew it, he, Matt, and John were trudging down to the dungeons for the Hallowe'en party. John and lustrelessness were running along excitedly, while Albus lagged behind. They walked into the dungeon, to find it packed.

"trade good, maybe no one will point out me,"Albus said as he gazed around at the crowd. The Saame appendage who were at the last meeting were there, along with their guests and numerous adults."Let 's go get some food."

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

"vigil it !"the boy shouted, he was a rather large Slytherin. The boy looked at Albus and then sneered."Ah, ceramicist, can I ask you a few questions about your childhood ? Or will that create baby Potter cry ?"

"Shut it,"Albus muttered, trying to bear on past the boy.

"Trying to run away, are we ? Well, that wo n't do. I thought you 'd savor talking about yourself. I certainly enjoy talking about me. So, I 'll tattle. I 'm Quinton Willinson."Albus glanced at him again and now recognized him as the Slytherin that Slughorn introduced him to at the late meeting.

can snorted into his autumn pumpkin juice.

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

"Saint John the Apostle Brickston. Pleased to meet you. This is matte Eckerton,"he gestured towards Matt.

"sufficiency about you, more about me. My don high up at the Ministry. He does a variety of undertaking and makes a load of Au from it. I 'm a 7th year. Father 's getting me a Ministry job once I 'm done here. I ca n't waitress 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 bites,"What was it like growing up with 'The Chosen One'?

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

"Oh, are we going to give a repeat of lowest encounter ?"Quinton asked excitedly, stealing another cooky.

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

"No, guys, it 's alright, do n't get in trouble for him, he 's not worth it,"Albus told them.

"Gon na anathemise me, ickle firsties ?"Quinton giggled,"I 'm so scared."

"What 's going on over here ?"James asked as he walked over to the food tabular array,"What do you desire, Willinson ?"

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

"Well, I think he said to stop, did n't he ?"James I said, drawing his own wand.

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

"Expeliarmus !"St. James shouted, and Quinton 's sceptre flew across the way.

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

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

"Well, you 'll all put your scepter away now so we can enjoy the rest of the political party in peace. Or you 'll all get custody,"Slughorn growled as the male child all hastily put their wands away.

Quinton gave Albus one conclusion sneer and he stalked off. Albus watched him go and turned and ran out of the way. He heard his friends following him, but did n't terminate to talk. He did n't break or turn around until he reached the Fat madam 's portrait. He gave the parole and ran into the uncouth elbow room and up to his dormitory.

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

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

"Oh, I 'm just very well,"Albus told them sarcastically,"I 'm never going to one of those again, even if you two want to go as my Edgar Guest. You saw what it 's like now, not very much fun, is it ?"

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

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

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

As usual, I do not own Harry Potter.

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As the showtime few daylight of Nov passed, the weather became gradually colder. The current of air was blowing fiercely, and soon snow would be falling. The first year Gryffindors were not at all surprised when flatness got sick again and spent a few 24-hour interval in the hospital wing.

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

"All right,"Matt told him while putting food for thought onto his plate.

"You know, you get spue a lot, Matt. Are you sure you 're okay ?"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 want to worry you, so that 's why I never told you,"Matt replied quickly.

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

"Um, sort of. I mean, I 'm better now, but it 'll fall out again,"Matt told them and quickly changed the topic,"So, first Quidditch match in 2 week ! Gyrffindor vs. Hufflepuff. Should be a good game !"

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

The following two weeks dragged by. As the time before the Quidditch mate drew poor, the expectation and agitation increased. Both headwaiter were holding drill more often than usual. They alternated evening for the pitch, so each squad was practicing every other Nox. The Gryffindor players trudged back into the common way well after ten o'clock at night on the days of their exercise. They were usually mirky and moth-eaten, as the weather was not cooperating. Even the professors were getting into the smell and were not assigning practically homework to the musician, however they still piled it on the other students.

Excitement was extremely high in the Gryffindor common room the Nox before the first Quidditch mate. No one was getting much homework done. The lonesome one trying were a few 7th years and pink wine, who was reading a book with her fingers in her ears.

"Oi ! rosiness !"Albus called across the plebeian way as he walked over to her,"You actually trying to get prep done ? Why do n't you subscribe to a break ? You 've been studying all day."

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

"You know, you 're just like your mum,"Albus laughed as he left pink wine to her Holy Writ. He decided he 'd find James and wish him good luck.

James was standing in the center of the uncouth room, surrounded by his fellow teammates."Epistle of James !"Albus shouted,"Could I have a word ?"

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

"Just wanted to wish you luck, was n't sure as shooting if I 'd see you before the mate. You know, you 'll do fine,"Albus told his brother."Are you nervous ?"

"A bit, yeah,"Jesse James 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 team, we 're talking strategy,"Saint James told him.

"Ok, see you tomorrow."

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Albus was decent that he was n't able to spill the beans to James River before the match. Albus saw him briefly at breakfast, he was looking a bit spue and was n't eating anything. Shortly after Albus arrived at the table, however, the altogether team left for the storage locker way. After eating some breakfast, Albus walked down to the pitch with privy and Matt. They found themselves butt high in the sales booth next to rosebush, Amanda, Janie, Marina, and Karina.

"Is James nervous ?"pink wine asked Albus.

"A bit, yeah, he 's afraid everyone 's going to liken him to Dad, so he 's afraid he 's going to disappoint everybody,"Albus told her.

"Well, he wo n't,"rose wine said reassuringly.

"I know."

The conditions conditions could n't have been forged for a game of Quidditch. The wind and rain from the old hebdomad had not let up at all. Albus had a hard clip seeing onto the pitch. Visibility was severe, so the viewer had to mainly rely on the comment to tell them what was going on.

"Welcome to the first Quidditch match of the season !"a booming voice shouted. Albus recognized it as Todd Smith, one of his cousin Georgia 's friends."Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff !

"And here come the team ! Gryffindor, Samantha Meyers, Ryan O'Malley, James thrower, Omar Bradley Weasley, Fred Weasley, Georgia Weasley, and Heather Weasley. Blimey, that 's a lot of Weasleys ! Here are the Hufflepuffs ! Shawn Ames, Jason Bristol, Lisa Galivant, Jessica Harper, Andy Kaper, and Stacey Manson !

"maitre d'hotel Meyers and harper have shaken hands, and the Quaffle is up !"

14 players and prof Oteski rose up into the sky on their brooms. Albus could just bring in out the red robed Gryffindors and the yellowness robed Hufflepuffs. Although he had no thought who was who.

"Gryffindor is in possession of the Quaffle. Heather Weasley is storming up the sales talk, headed for the Hufflepuff destination. Oh ! Saved by Keeper Bristol. Hufflepuff now in possession. Nice beater work by Thomas Bradley Weasley, too bad Ames swerved just in clock time to avoid the bludger. And Hufflepuff scores !"

"darn it !"Albus shouted. John and flatness were hissing at the Hufflepuffs.

"Fred Weasley is in possession of the Quaffle, passes to Meyers, who then passes to ling Weasley and back to Fred. That 's the way to do it ! flurry them ! Harper sends bludger to Fred, but it is intercepted by O'Malley ! Great job ! And Gryffindor scores !"

"Woohoo ! ! !"Albus shouted. Despite the pelting, he was loving every minute of arc of the game. Quidditch secret plan always sounded so exciting when his dad told him about them, but Hogwarts games were much better in individual. Albus had been to a few professional games, but it somehow seemed better to watch a secret plan that had your own family on the team.

The game continued on for what seemed like hours. The rain and wind had long since made Albus 's hands numb. But he did n't care.

"Blimey, do you think this could go on all day ?"privy asked as Hufflepuff scored.

"I sure hope so !"lustrelessness shouted over the wind,"I 've been putting off an essay for Potions and have no impulse to begin it anytime soon. ``

"Matt ! You should have done that essay daylight ago,"pink wine scolded,"I hope it ends soon, I still have some more studying to do do for account of Magic."

"And Heather Weasley scores for Gryffindor !"Smith shouted,"The score is currently 100-90 Gryffindor. With no signaling of the Snitch ! Both Seekers are flying slowly around the pitch, center peeled for that favorable lump. Of trend, the big fervour this game is William James Potter, the new Gryffindor Seeker. His dad, Harry Potter, was one of the respectable seeker Gryffindor planetary house has ever seen. But will King James I live up to his dad 's bequest ? Only time will severalize. Captain Meyers has been quite secretive about their recitation and would not let anyone watch King James I fly until this match."

"Does Quidditch always last this long ?"Amanda asked Albus.

"Not usually, but they do vary quite a bit. One world cup lasted over a month. All depends on the quester and the weather, usually. Weather like this, who knows when the Snitch will be seen,"Albus explained.

"well, I think I like watching Quidditch. path, I could never dally. You saw me on my broom in flying lessons. The thing would n't get up in the air,"Amanda laughed.

The first base years had had a few flying lessons over the past few weeks. Amanda was n't the worst in the class, but was n't having often luck with her broom. Albus was pretty ripe. Not as good as Jesse James, but he thought he might be able-bodied to try out for pursuer next year when Samantha Meyers left.

"Gryffindor scores again ! Blimey, if the match goes on practically longer, we 'll be in for a Hogwarts record ! It 's yesteryear dejeuner clock time, the match has been going on for 4 60 minutes in example anyone had been wondering. Oh, look at this ! I think Galivant has seen the stoolpigeon !"Smith shouted.

Indeed, she had. Lisa Galivant was flying directly towards the ground, where the little golden winged glob was hovering. James was flying a few pes above her and noticed her diving. He quickly pulled his Scots heather into a dive as well.

"And both Seekers are neck in neck, heading towards the ground, where the golden Snitch has been spotted ! Potter is now pulling ahead a little. Kaper is headed towards a bludger that is good above both Seekers. And Kaper hits the bludger towards Potter, who has n't noticed it !"

Whack ! The bludger collided with Jesse James 's skull, just as he reached for the sneaker. He fell, headfirst off his Scots heather from a height of 10 animal foot, and landed on the dry land, not moving.

"Jesse James ! ! !"Albus shouted, as he tried to move past all the educatee who were standing up in their seats looking at the pitch.

"Potter is knocked off his broom by a bludger sent by Andy Kaper. Surely, Galivant has caught the Snitch. But hold, she 's landing empty-handed. Where is the Snitch ?"

Albus had managed to extricate himself from the stall, running onto the pitch, followed by John the Divine, lusterlessness, Amanda, and Rose.

"James !"Albus shouted again, as he ran towards the crowd of instructor surrounding his blood brother. He pushed his way in between Profesor Patil and Professor Longbottom and saw his dad leaning down at King James 's face. He had an extremely worried look on his face.

"I 'm taking him to the Hospital flank,"Harry told the teacher as he picked King James up. Harry started walking towards the castle. Albus ran after him, followed by his friends.

They burst through the wooden doors and ran up the stair to the hospital Wing. When they got inside, Harry deposited Epistle of James onto a bed. Madam Pomfrey was striding towards them.

"Well, what 's happened ? Quidditch, right ?"she clicked her knife,"Such a grievous sportswoman. I do n't hump why they still allow it."She bustled over to James and examined him."Cracked skull. I 'll have it mended in no prison term, but he 's unconscious mind, so it might be a while before he comes round."

The doorway of the Hospital wing explosion open and a few instructor 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 Epistle of James and started applying potion. Once she was done, she tapped her wand to his capitulum and muttered a patch. She applied bandage and turned to his hand, which was clamped shut around something.

"look like he managed to get the Snitch,"Madam Pomfrey announced as she pried the still struggling golden ball from his hand.

`` Wow, '' Harry smiled, `` That 's impressive. '' He took the Snitch from brothel keeper Pomfrey and pocketed it. Harry sat down on a chair next to Epistle of James 's bed and started stroking his hair.

`` He 's going to be an incredible Seeker, '' Neville commented.

Albus walked over to the bed and sat down next to Harry."Is he going to be all right ?"Albus whispered.

"I think he 'll be fine, Al,"Harry reassured Albus,"Although I ca n't order you it did n't scare me one-half to death when I saw him fall from his broom. I never really thought much about the danger of Quidditch when I was playing it, but now that my own son is getting damage ...."

Albus stared at his male parent."You 're not going to make him hold back playing, are you ?"

Harry laughed,"'Course not ! I 'd be the hypocrite of the 100. I just worry about him. I 'm sure he 'll be fine, though. This certainly wo n't be his finale Quidditch harm. I had my fair share. I 'm just in for a worrying next 6 years."

"More than that, Dad,"Albus laughed,"I 'm going to try out for Chaser following year."

"And I 'm sure you 'll be great at it, Al. I 'll worry about you too. Although, Seekers tend to get injured the most out of all the players,"Harry got up from his chair,"well, I 've got to send an owl to your 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 champion go down and give birth some dinner ? It 's been a foresightful day,"Harry kissed James on the forehead and left the hospital Wing.

Henry James did n't regain knowingness until 3 days after the match. Two days after that, madam Pomfrey allowed him to leave the Hospital Wing. He was thrilled that he had managed to get the sneaker and win Gryffindor the match, and was eager to secernate the story over and over again to anyone who listened. Once James was out of the Hospital Wing, the Gryffindors had a loud and rowdy political party until the wee time of day of the forenoon to celebrate the win.

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The following few weeks flew by for Albus and his ally. Their work load was steadily increasing as fall term drew to an end.

"Why did Patil have to cave in us an essay due the Lapp day Slughorn did ?"John asked disgustedly, one night in the common room.

"They always do that,"Albus groaned.

"Yeah, I 'm never going to get this potions done. Why ca n't they alternate Day for preparation giving ? It 's pudden-head, really. I think they must all compete to see who can feed the most prep,"lav told Albus as he feverishly finished up his Transfiguration essay.

"evening my dad is giving us a vast lode. I thought he 'd go easy on us cause he used to tell apart me how much he hated how much preparation he was given."

"Done !"John exclaimed, as he slammed his August 6 book shut."Now, on to that potions essay."He dug around in his bag for his potions book."Could I borrow your bank note, pink wine ?"

"No, use your own notes,"Rose said coldly. Even she was faltering under the immense work load, and was huddled at a corner table which was buried under all her musical note and ledger, doing her own potions essay.

"Ugh ! You know I do n't lease notes !"john groaned.

"Well, why not ?"Rose asked.

"'Cause it 's boring,"John explained,"Can I take over yours, Albus ?"

"Sure, they 're in my bag,"Albus told King John as he frantically finished up a History of Magic homework.

John dug around in Albus 's bag until he found the greenback."Thanks, mate ! lustrelessness, do you call for to use them, too ?"trick looked over at his friend.

lustrelessness was curled up in an armchair, wincing in pain.

"Hey, are you okay ?"John asked with a concerned face on his face. He and Albus had been so obsessed with their large amounts of homework that they had n't noticed Matt leave the table.

"Huh ?"Matt looked up, with his hand pressed to his head. He yawned."I guess I must be getting sick again. I think I 'll go to the Hospital Wing."Matt stood up to leave, but he swayed on the spot and had to incline on the armchair for support.

"matte !"Saint John ran over to his friend and grabbed his arm,"I 'll choose you, okay ? You look like you 're about to fall over."

"okeh, thanks,"Matt mumbled as the two of them left the common room.

Albus had stopped writing his essay and watched the two of them leave.

"I wish I knew some way to help him,"he murmured to Rose."He has n't even narrate us what disease he 's got. I wonder if it 's some really rare sort that not many multitude 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 sick during the wide lunar month ? I realized that after he got disgusted in Nov, and I 've been watching him the yesteryear few days."

Albus just looked at her with a blank look on his brass."So ? And why would I pay attention to good synodic month ?"

"Ugh !"Rose groaned,"Put it together. I do n't want to say what I think it is flop now with so many people around. And you should pay attention to full moons for Astronomy."

"Well, then let 's delay until they all go to bed. I 've certainly got enough prep to do between now and then,"Albus said impatiently.

"fine, but it still seems obvious to me."

The cousin-german spent the following few time of day working on their homework, waiting for the common room to discharge out. After a half hour or so, John the Divine came back. Albus filled him in on what Rose said, and he had no mind what she could be on about. He got out his potions essay and continued to work on it. Eventually, around midnight, Albus, John, Rose, and Amanda were the but ones left in the plebeian room.

"So,"Albus whispered,"What have you figured out ?"

"Well,"Rose said slowly, looking up from her Herbology reading,"The clues are that Matt always gets ill around the wax Moon, the few days before it he sleeps a lot and looks pale than usual. He always goes to the hospital Wing the night of a full moon, and when he comes back, he usually is covered in baseball swing and bruises."

"That 's cause he 's inept,"John the Evangelist said confidently.

"That 's what he wants you to think ! Do n't you get it ?"rosebush shouted.

"keep your voice down, Rose, someone 'll arouse up,"Amanda whispered,"Now what do you conceive lustrelessness has ?"

"He 's a wolfman,"rosiness said quietly.

"What ? !"john shouted,"No way."

"Werewolf ? ! You mean, those are substantial ?"Amanda squeaked.

"'Course they 're real, Amanda,"St. John the Apostle told her,"So are lamia. Muggles just do n't think they are."

`` The but affair I 'm still wondering about is why he does n't take Aconitum lycoctonum Potion, '' Rose continued, `` You know, that potion shimmy 's dad took to go on him from harming himself and others. ``

Albus had started to pace the mutual room."You know, rosebush, it fits, it really does. matte sounds just like shimmy 's dad. But I do n't know. Why would n't he have taken the potion ?

"Of class it fits ! I 've had a hunch about it ever since October, but I wanted to wait a few month to be surely. I do n't know why he would n't choose the potion. But remember one of our first Nox here and there was that ugly shrieking ?"rosiness asked.

"Yeah, I heard that,"Amanda told her.

"well, it must have come from the shrieking Shack. That 's where slip 's dad went to transform when he was a pupil here. You can get in there from the Whomping willow, but I do n't love how that works. Matt must go there to transform as well,"rosiness explained.

"I wonder why he would n't take the potion ?"Albus wondered aloud as he continued to pace."Dad said shimmy 's dad always took it."

"I dunno, Albus,"rosebush said sadly,"But I 've heard it 's really painful to transform if that potion is n't used."

"It fits, but I 'm still not sure. Are you absolutely surely ? I do n't know if we should jump to determination,"Albus responded.

"I 'm pretty for certain. I mean, I 'm not positive, because I have n't heard him say it or seen him transform. But I 've read all about werewolves and matte fits the description,"Rose persuaded.

"If it 's on-key, and I 'm not saying it is or it is n't, what are we going to evidence 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 well-chosen,"toilet asked. He was sitting completely still in one of the armchairs, apparently in shock. Amanda was doing the same.

"I do n't suppose we should say anything. Especially since we 're not entirely sure,"Albus stated, while looking warily at blush wine. Rose rolled her eyes."We wo n't tell him we know. He obviously does n't want us to know. Otherwise, he 'd consume told us himself, if it 's true. I 'm sure he 'll tell us what disease he has when he 's ready."

"But what if he does n't ?"Amanda asked,"I do n't know anything about lycanthrope, but he probably does n't want anyone to know."

"That 's probably true. Wizards have n't treated werewolves very well. slip 's dad could n't get a job after he was done at Hogwarts. He did manage to get a job as DADA teacher here, but he quit once people found out he was a werewolf because parents would n't want him teaching their kidskin,"pink wine told Amanda,"It 's sad, really. Werewolves are harmless while they 're not transformed."

"He 's probably afraid what we would think,"John said,"If he 's a werewolf, that is. I say we keep track of when he transforms."

"commodity idea. But if it turns out we 're proper and he still does n't tell us, I guess we 'll experience to let him know that we know,"Albus said.

"Yeah, I suppose we will,"John agreed.

"Oh, and mine and Rose 's Uncle nib was bit by a wolfman, but the werewolf was n't transformed at the metre. Uncle visor 's not a lycanthrope, but I suppose I could ask him some dubiousness over Christmastime suspension, to try and get some more entropy,"Albus told everyone.

"good mind, Albus ! I 'll ask him with you,"rose exclaimed, while walking over to the dormitory door."I think we should probably go to bed. Good night, everyone."

"Nox,"Albus, Amanda, and privy responded.

Albus walked up the steps to his dormitory. He could not barricade thinking about matte. How could he be a wolfman ? Who bit him ? When ? Albus knew werewolves were perfectly harmless as long as they were n't transformed, but the theme still troubled him. Teddy 's dad had been his grandfather 's admirer at school, and he had been his dad 's dada instructor when he was in school. He had died in the fight against Voldemort. If only he could talk to him. Ask him motion about it. Was there anything Albus could do ?

Albus got into bed and pondered these motion. Eventually, he fell into a uneasy slumber. He started out dreaming about failing a Charms psychometric test and professor Washburn chasing him through the castle with a beater 's bat. But soon, the pipe dream shifted and became the incubus that had plagued him since the first week of school.

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A/N : Please review ! No reviews from the net 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 morose empty way. A man in a saturnine cloak appeared side by side to him.

"He will devolve,"the man said.

"Who ?"Harry asked."Voldemort ? That 's not possible, I made sure of that."

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

"No, he wo n't !"Harry shouted.

"He will reelect, he will return, he will turn back ...."the man said over and over again.
Harry awoke with a start, he sat up in bed, breathing fast. That was odd. Harry had not had a dream that seemed so rattling 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 ? Was someone trying to wreak Voldemort back to life history ? And was that even possible ? And why would he be dreaming about it ? Harry did n't think so. Then it hit him, he remembered that Albus had had the like aspiration calendar month ago ! Did this mean something ? Was there something significant about their ambition ? Or were they just dream ?

Harry walked over to his closet and got out his cloak. He had to talk about this with individual. As much as he thought that the ambition were just dreams, his gut told him they meant something. Harry remembered that Ron was stationed in Hogsmeade tonight. Ever since prof Torro was murdered, Harry was having an Auror stationed in Hogsmeade at all times. Something just did n't sit right with him about that murder.

Harry quietly left his office and walked into the corridor. It seemed deserted, which was n't unusual since it was one o'clock in the good morning. Harry started to take the air down the corridor. He turned a niche and nearly bumped into someone.

"Who 's there ?"the somebody shouted and pointed his wand at Harry."ceramicist ? What are you doing out so late ?"

"The Saami could be said of you, Washburn,"Harry responded."Put your baton away."

Washburn stowed his scepter back in his cloak."What are you doing wandering the halls at this hour ? I now see where Albus gets his ideas about late Night perambulation from."

"It 's none of your business, but I need to discuss something with somebody,"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 detect out what."

"I 've nothing against your sons, Potter, they just seem to misdemean more than the average pupil,"Washburn sneered at Harry.

"James River, yes, I 'll believe that. He seems to take after his Uncle George VI and his grandad,"Harry agreed,"But Albus ? He has only ever gotten detention from you, Washburn. All the other professors say he 's calm down in class."

"Maybe in their family. He 's always making trouble in mine. He talks while I 'm talking, irritates the former scholar, does n't do his homework, and does n't listen to me. Not to cite the time he set me on fervour !"Washburn shouted.

"support your representative down, you 'll inflame the entirely palace,"Harry whispered,"And why on solid ground would Albus only do that hooey in your course, Washburn ?"

"How should I make love how a delinquent 's mind works ? Maybe you should ask him,"Washburn spat.

"Just think, I 'm watching you, Washburn. So are the early professors,"Harry told him,"Now if you 'll rationalize me, I have some business to attend to."Harry strode by Washburn and ignored any further communication endeavor from him.

There was something shady about Washburn, Harry thought. He had never met the man before starting as a teacher at Hogwarts. But for some reason Washburn seemed to dislike Harry as soon as they met. Maybe it was because James misbehaved so much in form last year ? Is that why he hates Albus as well ? Harry did not recognise, but he hoped to find out.

Harry found Ron standing near The Three broomstick."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 pipe dream to Ron."And when Albus told me about his pipe dream, I just thought it was a nightmare, but it seems odd that we would both have the Lapplander dream."

"How could you both have the Sami pipe dream ?"Ron questioned.

"No thought. The only thing I could think of is that person is using Legilimency on both of us."

"Well, it 's possible. You 've never been very good at Occlumency, have you ? And Albus has certainly never used it. Plus whoever is doing it must be pretty poor fish. Why would individual plant that aspiration in your head word if they wanted to do something evil ? Why would n't they just read your judgement and be done with it ?,"Ron reasoned.

"Yeah, that 's what I thought of, too. Who would want me to know they 're reading my mind and throw me think Voldemort is coming back ? It would also have to think mortal 's either getting into the castle at Night or it 's a teacher or scholar,"Harry said worriedly.

"Well, I have n't seen anyone near the castling primer coat tonight and how could they get past the protective covering ?"Ron asked.

"I know, that 's what makes me think it 's a student or teacher. And no student would be capable 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 fairly worrisome,"Ron stated.

"I know. And what about the aspiration itself ? I mean, if individual is making Albus and I dream this, then they must be trying to bestow back Voldemort."

"But how on earth could they do that ?"Ron asked.

"I 'm not sure, exactly. But I have a hunch. The Resurrection Lucy Stone,"Harry replied.

"But that does n't really take citizenry back."

"I know, but it does bring back a bod of them that only the person with the stone can see. And you can talk to them. I talked to my parents, Dog Star, and Lupin with it, think back ?"Harry explained.

"Yeah, that 's dead on target. If whoever 's doing this had the endocarp, then they 'd be capable to mouth to Voldemort ?"Ron asked,"Blimey, that 's shivery. But how could they find the 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 capable to happen out from me,"Harry said quietly.

"fountainhead, what are we going to do ?"Ron asked nervously.

"I do n't sleep together, Ron, I really do n't,"Harry confessed,"I 'm going to have to think of a plan. If person 's been reading my mind, then they might 've already seen where the Stone is. I think I 'll have to increase the protection near the forest. I 'll put to a greater extent Aurors to Hogsmeade. Ask Hagrid if he 's noticed anything funny happening in or around the forest."

"Sounds good. But whatever you do, I think it might be advantageously for you to at least try to use Occlumency again,"Ron suggested.

"I know, I 'll try. I 've gotten better over the years, and hopefully it 'll be good enough,"Harry replied.

"What are you going to tell Albus ?"Ron asked.

"Nothing. He still thinks the dream means nothing and it 's honest that way. He 'd be so mark if he knew what was going on. Plus, we never told the kids about the Hallows. I wanted to hold back until they were aged. Did n't want them blabbing about them to half the school. You know how James is."

"I know, that 's why I never told Rose or Hugo either,"Ron agreed.

"well, I 'd better get back up to the school. hold on your eyes peeled and your wand out. As Mad-Eye would have said, 'Constant vigilance'. We still do n't really know that it 's a educatee or instructor yet, and I 'd prefer not to have to originate questioning my colleagues."

"All right, Harry, you 're the gaffer,"Ron joked."Good dark, then."

"'Night."

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The next few days passed quickly. Albus, John, rose wine, and Amanda visited matte in the hospital wing a few times but nobody mentioned the conversation about him being a werewolf. Instead they just talked about what had been going on in category. Matt left the hospital wing one morning a span 24-hour interval later and met his friends in the Great Hall for breakfast. Again, nobody mentioned the conversation from the replete moon.

Albus looked up from his toast for a few seconds and noticed that Quinton Willinson was striding over to the Gryffindor tabular array with a smug facial expression on his font. What did he desire ?

"Guess what, Potty ?"Quinton leered at Albus."Slughorn 's having a Christmas company. Have you heard ? Just told me about it yesterday."

"So ?"Albus said flatly, not looking up from his porridge.

"So, are you going then ?"Quinton laughed."Are we going to be treated to yet another potty display ?"

William James walked into the Great Hall and immediately noticed Quinton near his brother. He ran over to see what was going on.

"What are you doing here ?"James asked, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Ah, the sometime Potty ! What a pleasance to have them both here at once,"Quinton said excitedly,"I was just telling your dear Brother about Slughorn 's Christmas party. I was merely wondering if he would be attending."

"That 's none of your business,"James glared at Quinton.

"will you be going as well ?"Quinton asked, ignoring King James I 's commentary."Then we could have a running commentary about your Quidditch skills as well as listen to your brother 's outbursts !"

"Shut it !"James shouted, turning beet red and drawing his wand.

"James II ! It 's ok, just ignore him,"Albus told his brother.

"No, it 's no ok,"St. James the Apostle responded.

"Going to duel me, chamberpot ? I can take both of you,"Quinton drew his wand and pointed it at James.

"Bet you ca n't learn us as well,"John said as he and Matt both drew their wands.

"Easy,"Quinton snorted.

"What is going on here ? Dueling at breakfast ?"professor Washburn walked over to the table and sneered at James.

"No, professor, just defending my brother,"St. James responded.

"I believe that qualifies as dueling, thrower,"Washburn bicker,"custody for you and your brother, plus Brickston and Eckerton as well. And 50 compass point from Gryffindor."

James River gaped at him."But what about Willinson ? He started it ! And Albus does n't even have his scepter drawn ! He did n't do anything."

"I 'd suggest you shut your mouth, thrower, or I 'll arrive at it 2 custody,"Washburn growled as he walked up to the staff board."I 'll secern you all the particular date and clock time in your future charms class. And I do n't care if you have Quidditch practice during the fourth dimension 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 pathetic !"Jesse 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 exercise is tonight at 7 ! He in force not make it tonight !"James groaned.

"Wonder what he 'll own us do ?"Gospel According to John asked.

"Dunno ? He usually has me do lines, while he glares at me,"Albus told him.

"I hate line,"lustrelessness sighed,"They 're so boring."

"Well, there 's a lot uncollectible detentions than lines,"James told him.

"True. Blimey, aspect at the time !"Matt shouted as he glanced at his lookout."We 're going to be late for DADA !"

Matt, Albus, and John got up from the table and murmured rushed au revoir to James, who was rushing off to History of trick. Albus noticed that the girls had already left for class.

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"Well, that was boring, John groaned as he, Albus, and Matt left DADA a patch later,"Why do we deliver to read about the spells before we get to do them !"

"Because otherwise you wo n't understand what the spell does and what the head of it is,"rosiness said, exasperatingly. She was often explaining the head of reading to John.

"I 'd rather learn in DADA than do patch in appealingness,"Albus sighed. The Gryffindors were on their way to their least ducky class.

"Me, too,"Matt agreed,"And we 'll be learning what our detention will consist of."

"Ugh ! I 've done way too many detentions with Washburn,"Albus groaned."And you can bet that he 'll purposely let us doing the hold while James is supposed to have Quidditch practice."

"Of course,"lusterlessness agreed, as he pushed open the room access to the magical spell classroom. The son walked inside and found their usual mesa at the back of the room.

Washburn stormed into the room a few min later, he was obviously in a bad temper."Today we 'll be starting to study 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 wand and a strawberry appeared in presence of each student."Well, get to it then !"

St. John the Apostle looked at Albus,"You been practicing or reading up on this, Mate ?"

"Nope, how about you ?"

"'Course not,"John the Evangelist laughed."Looks like rose wine has, though."

Albus looked over at the mesa Rose was sharing with Marina and Karina. Sure enough, her hemangioma simplex was walking across the mesa. Washburn, who had been glaring at the pupil from behind his desk, got up and strode over to Rose.

"Apparently somebody in this class has shown that they might let a little bit of talent,"he spat at pink wine."I suppose if this were any other class, Gryffindor may possess gotten a few points. But I, on the other hand, do n't think this is very singular, considering you 've supposedly been studying this for a few twenty-four hour period and every one of you should be up to of doing what Miss Weasley 's done. Now, back to work !"

"Blimey, he 's mad,"whoremonger whispered to Albus and Matt.

"Sure is, I mean, blush wine did a good job. None of us can do it,"Matt agreed.

Albus looked around the room and noticed that most of the class 's strawberry mark were not so very much as moving a foliage. A few of them had made a infirm attempt to roll over, but that was it. As the grade progressed, Washburn started to stand behind the backward table and glare as Albus, matte, and St. John the Apostle tried to take a leak 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 right way to make a firearm of fruit base on balls, due on Friday. And Potter, Eckerton, and Brickston come up here to arrange your detention."

The rest of the class stared at Albus, mat, and John as they left the room. The three son walked slowly up to Washburn 's desk after the residue of the class had left.

"Your detention will be this Sat, at noon. You will converge me in the Great Hall, where you will be polishing the portrait frames, family points 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 King John ran out of Washburn 's elbow room as fast as they could. They went straight to the Great manor hall for lunch.

"Blimey, he was wild about something today,"Matt groaned as he helped himself to some potatoes.

"Yeah, but I wonder why he wants us to clean for our detention ?"Albus wondered."He 's always had me do lines, before."

"Bet he thinks it 'll be laughable, watching us clean. Plus, it 's a Sat, there 'll be lots of the great unwashed around to stare at us. He 'll probably relish our humiliation,"John said.

"What are you talking about ?"James asked as he sat down succeeding to John.

"detention. Saturday at noon, cleaning in the Entrance Hall,"Albus told him.

"Bloody hell ! I 've got Quidditch practice at noon !"James shouted as he slammed his goblet on the table.

"I know, that 's probably why he made the detainment then,"Albus said.

"He hates us, I swear he does,"James growled,"He 's always hated Gryffindors, that 's a screw fact, but he seems to detest us more than everyone else."

"Do n't you think it 's a bit strange ?"Albus asked.

"Not really. Some instructor just do n't like sure bookman,"John explained,"'Course, the students never really notice out why."

"suck, though. I mean, what if he 's always giving me detainment during Quidditch practice ? This 'll be the 4th practice I 've missed for Washburn 's detentions. Samantha wo n't be too happy about it."

"You 'll just have to watch yourself around him. Do n't say a word during his class,"Albus advised.

"I know, I 've been doing that since beginning of last year,"James River explained,"After I set off a dungbomb during the back class."

"Well, that 's why he hates you !"Matt laughed,"And he probably thinks Albus is just the like you."

"He does,"Albus groaned.

"I guess I 'd better be off to class,"King James told them as he got up from his prat."See you lot later."

"Bye,"Albus told his brother. He turned to John and mat."I guess we 'd amend go too."

"Yeah, probably. Double potions,"John said as he got up.

"Ugh, just what I need. Slughorn 'll probably take in me to his Christmas party."

Sure enough, at the end of grade, Slughorn asked Albus and pink wine to see him after everyone left.

"We 'll wait for you,"lavatory told Albus. He, Matt, and Amanda waited at the cover of the room.

"Albus and pink wine !"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 !"Rose said excitedly.

"Well, as you both probably know, I 'm having a little Christmas political party on the final day of full term. You are both invited, of track, and may bring Edgar Albert Guest. I hope to see you there ! I have some interesting multitude coming that I 'm sure you 'd like to meet !"

"Who ?"Albus asked warily.

"Oh, do n't need to foul up the surprise !"Slughorn laughed,"I 'll see you later, then !"

"So, you going to go ?"bathroom asked Albus nervously as they walked out of the dungeon.

"No way,"Albus mumbled.

"fountainhead, someone told me your dad 's going,"rose said,"So you might make to go."

"I do n't care."

"Oh, come on, Albus ! What if he has really neat famous the great unwashed there ! I heard once he had some Quidditch players come !"John told him.

"I really do n't call back anyone would start anything with Uncle Harry there,"Rose said reassuringly.

"Well, maybe not. But what about Willinson ?"Albus asked.

"He 's a git, but he wo n't do anything with your dad around. Washburn may give Slytherins particular intervention, but Professor thrower does n't,"matt said confidently.

"If you do go, can I be your guest ?"Amanda asked,"I 've never been to one."

"You can be my guest, Amanda,"rosiness told her,"I told you I 'd require you to the next one after I took Janie to the Halloween one."

"Oh, yeah."

"fine, if you guys want to go so badly, I 'll go, but if anyone starts anything, I 'm leaving,"Albus said flatly.

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Before Albus knew it, Sabbatum had arrived and so did detainment with Washburn. Albus was used to Washburn 's detainment, but he had never had to do one that was n't blood line before. He was a bit nervous about what the detention would involve and about having to do it in public.

When Albus, John, and Matt arrived in the Great hallway, neither James River nor Washburn were there yet."James IV better get here before Washburn does,"Albus said nervously.

"Yeah, Washburn 'll give him another detention if he 's previous,"flatness agreed.

At that moment, King James I came bursting through the oak room access."Oh, undecomposed, he 's not here yet !"

"You 're golden,"Saint John told him.

"What is Potter lucky about ?"a cold voice from behind John said.

John turned around to see Washburn staring down at him."Nothing, Professor."

"trade good,"Washburn spat."Now, if you 'll each claim a nursing bottle of cleaner and a rag, we can get started."He gestured to a bucket of cleaning supplies at his feet."We 'll be doing Muggle cleaning. I want you each to get out by polishing the House full point hourglasses. They must be spotless."

Albus, James, John, and Matt each took a rag and started to polish the hourglasses. Washburn paced behind them, staring at each one in turn. Every once and a while, he would inspect the cleanliness of the hourglasses.

"You missed a pip, potter,"Washburn growled at Albus.

While the son were polishing the hourglasses, several students and professors would take the air by and stare at them. often to Albus 's disgust, Quinton Willinson passed by a lot.

"Oh, look, Potty 's doing his detainment for trying to duel with me,"Quinton laughed,"Funny how he thought he could actually duel me."

Albus just ignored his taunt and rubbed the Hufflepuff hourglass even harder.

"That slimy git,"Gospel According to John whispered to Albus."If any of us taunted him in detention, we 'd get a custody ourselves."

"Yeah, and he had his wand drawn, too,"Matt agreed,"Washburn seems to like him best."

"No surprise there,"Albus told them as he scrubbed a particularly stubborn piece of dirt."They 're both horrible."

"I just wish it had been some other teacher who passed by our table that morning,"John groaned,"Then Willinson would own at least engender hold, too."

"Get back to body of work, thrower !"Washburn shouted at James River, who had stopped polishing the Gryffindor hourglass and was resting his head on it.

"Something incorrectly, 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 family last year."

"Yeah, but if you 're really ill, he 'll have to let you go,"Albus said with a look of business concern on his face.

"I know, but he 'd make me do the detention over again."

"Shut up, ceramist ! Both of you back to crop or I 'll give you another detention !"Washburn screamed.

For the remainder of the detainment, Jesse James was very restrained. The boys worked until two o'clock, at which point all four hourglasses were clean-living than they had been in years.

"I think you should go to the Hospital backstage,"Albus told James.

"Yeah, probably,"Henry James agreed.

"I need to go, too,"John told them,"My bridge player feels like it 's going to fall off ! I hate Muggle cleaning."

"Me, too,"lusterlessness agreed, while rubbing his hand.

"I doubt brothel keeper Pomfrey will fix it, though,"Albus told them,"She usually does n't do that after teachers make us do Muggle cleaning."

King 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 Tom Bradley Weasley, who had taken a bludger to the arm during Quidditch practice.

"Yes, yes, what is it ?"Madam Pomfrey asked the boys.

"Well, I was doing Muggle cleanup for Washburn 's detention-"Epistle of James started to say, but Madam Pomfrey cut him off.

"You know I do n't fix aching hands due to detentions ! If I did, you would n't learn anything from them !"

"It 's not that. I was polishing the Gryffindor hourglass, and my read/write head felt funny all of a sudden. It was n't like a headache. 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 ?"Henry James shouted.

"Someone was reading your creative thinker. That 's why you were seeing your own memories,"Madam Pomfrey explained,"Who else was in the Great hall with you ?"

"Well, Washburn of course,"Albus told her. James appeared to be in shock and could n't speak."And Quinton Willinson, a duo of his friends, the Gryffindor Quidditch team, a variety of Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws I do n't know, a few former prof. They all wandered in and out of the Great Hall."

Madam Pomfrey sighed."That does n't really help any. We really do n't have any way to know who was doing it. Seeing as you 're not really ill, there 's not a great deal I can do for you. But I will inform the headmaster and your male parent about this."

James II had found his voice again."Okay."

brothel keeper Pomfrey went back to tending to Omar Bradley, and Henry James, Albus, John, and lusterlessness left the room.

"That 's so foreign,"Jesse James told them,"Why would anyone want to read my head ?"

"No approximation,"Albus shrugged.

"I bet it was Willinson,"can growled."What a git."

"Yeah, he was probably just doing it to scare you,"matte agreed.

"Was he even in the room when your point felt queer ?"Albus asked.

"I do n't really remember,"Saint James told him.

"Well, I bet Dad 'll ingest charge 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 lav walked back down the step so they could enjoy the new fallen snow.

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A/N : Hope you enjoyed it ! That one was long than usual, but if I split it up, it would have been two extremely short chapters. Please leave a critique and I will answer it ! Thanks as always to Dancer Of Starlight for reading this before I posted and to my comrade and other sister who are not on HPFF.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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Chapter 8 : company and frivolity

During the next few hebdomad, the instructor had increased their preparation, each insistence that the bookman needed to increase their studying meter. Albus found himself doing homework every day after dinner party, and finding it hard to have time to consume snow ball fights outside.

Albus had n't forgotten about his cleaning detention with Washburn, and was doing even more to try to last out away from him. During category, Albus would n't even look at Washburn. He did not say a single word during good luck charm anymore. No more talking to John and flatness while they were practicing making fruit walk across their desks.

Albus had noticed that James had changed since the detention. He was quieter, and often sat in a corner of the common room with their cousins Cedric and Ben, whereas he used to be at the center of attention, talking about Quidditch catch. Albus guessed he was still scared about what happened during detention. Albus had n't mentioned the incident to anyone, so only him, lav, 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 a good deal as King James was.

Before they knew it, Christmas holiday was upon them. There was one day left, which was the day of Slughorn 's Christmas party. The entire schoolhouse was talking about it, and envious bookman who had not received invitations were constantly dropping mite to call for educatee about going with them. Albus would have gladly given up his invitation, but since all his cousin, James, and his dad were going, he had to go too.

Albus, John, and lustrelessness had decided they should go a little later than the party actually started, so they could try to slip in unnoticed. John in particular proposition, was very delirious about going.

"Which Quidditch player do you conceive Slughorn 's invited ?"he asked as they walked down to the dungeons.

"Dunno. Maybe he 's invited a distich !"Matt responded excitedly.

"Yeah ! I sure hope so,"John said.

"guesswork we 're about to find out,"Albus told them as he opened the doorway and walked into the dungeon. It was packed. Albus noticed most of his first cousin, with their flaming red tomentum. The few who had not inherited the hair were blending in with everyone else.

"Blimey ! How are we supposed to ascertain the Quidditch instrumentalist with all these hoi polloi here ?"John exclaimed.

"No estimation. How about we head for the food and hope we find them on the way ?"Matt asked.

"audio near. C'mon, Albus,"John said as he pushed through people to get to the intellectual nourishment. Albus and flatness followed.

"You see Willinson anywhere ?"Albus whispered.

"No, but it 's hard to tell if he 's here or not,"St. John the Apostle answered.

"I 'm sure he 's here somewhere. Keep your centre peeled for him,"Albus told his friends."I 've got to stay away from him."

When the boys arrived at the food for thought mesa, they saw that rose wine and Amanda were already there."Hi. Did you just get here ?"Rose asked.

"Yup, wanted to slue in unnoticed,"Albus told her as he grabbed a shell and started filling it."Seen anyone interesting yet ?"

"Yeah, actually. The rumor about the Quidditch player was right,"rose wine responded.

"Really ! ? Who 's here ?"John shouted, as he scanned the crowd.

"King Oliver Mrs. Henry Wood. He used to be custodian for Puddlemere United,"Rose told him.

"I know who he played for, rosiness. He 's really here ? That 's brilliant. Puddlemere United 's my team,"whoremonger told them.

"We know, you 've told us a million times,"rose wine said exasperatingly.

"Who else ?"Albus asked.

"Helena Yaspies, current pursuer for Chudley carom,"Amanda told them.

Matt started choking and spew out his mouthful of butterbeer. Albus slapped him on the backrest."You okay, mate ?"

"I 'm amercement !"Matt coughed,"The Chudley carom are my team ! I 've got to find her ! Anyone got a quill for an autograph ?"

blush wine laughed."You guys are crazy."

"zippo crazy about wanting to meet your ducky Quidditch players,"John told her."Blimey, Oliver Wood ..."

"I ever tell you that my dad used to act on the Gryffindor team with Oliver Sir Henry Joseph Wood ?"Albus asked John.

This time it was John 's turn of events to spit out his butterbeer."No ! You never did ! Why not ?"

Albus laughed."You never asked. Anyway, he was captain when my dad joined the squad in his first year. They played on the team together until my dad 's thirdly year."

"Blimey ! That 's brilliant ! So, you could have met him ?"John asked.

"I have,"Albus smiled.

"You 're kidding !"privy shouted,"Well, what are we waiting for ? Go innovate me !"

Albus laughed."Ok, let 's go find him. You want to come, Rose and Amanda ?"

Rose sighed,"Sure, I guess."

"Any chance you know capital of Montana Yaspies ?"matte asked.

"Nope, sorry. Never met her,"Albus told his booster as they maneuvered their way through the crowd.

"There he is, Albus !"lavatory shouted, pointing to the cover of the way."He 's talking to your dad."

Albus made his way to the back of the room, his admirer following behind him. The elbow room was slightly less crowded in the back. There was still no signal 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 schoolhouse ?"Oliver asked.

"Yeah, it 's great !"Albus responded."These are my friends, King John Brickston- he 's a big Puddlemere United supporter, lusterlessness Eckerton, and Amanda Tagger."

"Hi, gracious to meet you,"Oliver told Albus 's supporter."So, you support Puddlemere United, St. John ?"

"Yeah !"toilet shouted, his eyes lit up."I 've been to a few matches. I saw you in the last one you played in ! I was 9, but I remember it like it was yesterday. Such spectacular saves."

Oliver laughed,"That was a good game. I 'm glad you enjoyed it."

"It was awesome !"lavatory said.

A improbable brunet came walking over to the group, carrying a diminished boy on her hip. A little fille was trailing behind her with a home base of Christmas biscuits.

"Hey, ling,"King Oliver put his arm around the charwoman."John, Matt, Amanda, this is my married woman, Heather. And this,"King Oliver took the piffling boy from his wife and put him on his shoulders,"is my 2 year old son, Alex. And my daughter, Holly who is 6."

"Hi,"toilet and mat said together.

"I stopped playing Keeper shortly after Alex was born. Could n't keep up all the traveling with 2 kids."

"I remember that,"John told him,"I was kinda mad, but was just beaming I got to see your live match."

Joseph Oliver laughed,"I understand. I would have been mad if I were you, too. But I 've got high promise for little Alex here. He can already fly his toy heather expertly. And Holly 's already flying a real broom !"Oliver beamed, he was obviously lofty of his kids.

"That 's pretty neat !"lusterlessness replied,"My mum would n't let me on a Calluna vulgaris until I was 9."

"Holly was on one at 5. But just because you start late does n't stand for you 'll be a bad Quidditch player,"Oliver explained,"facial expression at your DADA teacher ! Had n't set one leg over a Calluna vulgaris until he was 11."

"Yeah, but I 'm rubbish at Quidditch,"matt told him.

"Hey, Mr. Wood, could you signalize my Quaffle ?"can produced a Quaffle from his bag and held it out to Oliver.

"You brought a Quaffle ? !"Rose exclaimed.

"'Course ! After hearing those rumors, how could I not bring one ?"

"Sure, I 'll sign it,"King Oliver took the Quaffle and signed it with a quill feather that he pulled out of his robes. He then handed it back to John.

"Thank you,"St. John the Apostle whispered, as he stared in awe at the Quaffle.

"How 'bout you, Matt ?"King Oliver asked,"You want an autograph ?"

"Sure ! But I do n't consume a Quaffle."

"That 's O.K.. I 've got some lambskin,"Oliver signed some lambskin and gave it to Matt.

"Thanks !"Matt pocketed the parchment.

Alex started whining."Hungy, hungy !"

"wellspring, 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 nutrient table with Holly behind them.

"Wow, just wow,"Saint John told his friends,"That was so cool."

"I 'll say,"matt 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 ugly on a broom."

"Shut it, Albus,"Rose glared at him.

"Where 's Helena Yaspies ?"John scanned the crowd,"Any of you lot seen her ?"

"Nope, not yet,"Albus told them.

"No, but look over there near Slughorn 's desk. It 's Willinson,"Matt whispred.

Albus groaned.

"Excellent !"John Lackland grinned.

"What ?"Albus looked at him like he was crazy,"Why on worldly concern do you want to see him ?"

"I 've been plotting a little frivolity,"John 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,"Saint John repeated,"I bought it through owl-order from your uncle 's storehouse, Albus."

"What are you going to do with it ?"Albus eyed him warily, he happened to have been on the receiving end of an Exploding Eclair at the family dinner before start of term. His cousin-german, Omar Nelson Bradley, had done it.

"Plant it on Willinson 's plate,"John told them,"But I 'll need your help. When Willinson sets his plate down, walk by him. finis enough that he can see you, but far enough that he 'll have to leave his plate unattended. Then I 'll put the eclair on it. And when he bites into it, bam ! It 'll explode."

"Brilliant !"Matt shouted.

"I dunno. It 'll make him real mad,"Albus said.

"But he wo n't sleep together it 's us ! That 's the beauty of it. There 's so many hoi polloi here,"St. John explained,"But to be on the safe slope, we 'll leave right after. We do n't want to remain if he 's here anyway."

"True,"Albus agreed.

"Everyone in, then ?"lavatory asked, grinning.

"Yep,"they all stated.

"Then let 's go,"John got up from under the board and his booster followed. Willinson was still by the desk, so Albus, Matt, Amanda, and blush wine headed over. They walked next to the solid food table and waited until Willinson noticed them. It did n't take long. He spotted them, smirked, and set down his food for thought. Albus saw John the Divine close in on his plate.

"hi, commode, Weasel, and company,"Willinson glared,"Enjoying the political party ? I 'm just waiting until the moment you explode again, Potty."

"Willinson,"Albus snarled,"I 'm not planning on exploding. Are you ?"

"'Course not. When have I ever exploded ? You on the other hired man,"Willinson laughed,"Do n't like the popularity, do you, baby stool ?"

"Shut it,"Matt stepped towards Willinson.

"What 're you going to do about it, prawn ?"Willinson towered over Matt by at to the lowest degree a foot.

"You think I 'd tell you what I 'd do ? Think I 'm stupid ? If I told you, you 'd bang how to block it,"Matt growled.

"I doubt there 's a curse you know that I do n't have sex how to block."

"Probably, but I know you would n't start anything with prof potter a few feet away,"mat jerked his header in the direction of Harry.

At that moment, Albus looked over and saw lavatory. John 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, and his Quaker followed.

"Got it planted, then ?"Albus asked when they reached John.

"Yup,"John gave him a thumbs up,"We 're on."

They walked over to the room access of the dungeon so they could escape easily if needed. Willinson picked up his shell and wandered back over to his acquaintance. As they were talking, he picked up the eclair and bit into it.

The explosion was amazing. As soon as Willinson bit the eclair, cream exploded all over his typeface and in a 2 fundament wheel spoke around him. A few bystanders were hit as well. It did n't seem possible that that much emollient could fit in one eclair.

"Bloody Hell !"Willinson shouted, and the whole dungeon went silent. Everyone looked at Willinson and started laughing.

Willinson looked around the room and his gaze fell on Albus."I 'll get you for this, pot,"he seethed as he stormed out of the dungeon.

"That was bloody brilliant,"can said once Willinson had disappeared into the hallway.

"Yeah, it was !"matt agreed.

The girls and Albus nodded."But he said he 'd get us. We 'd better be on the lookout. He knows it was us,"Albus told them.

"He ca n't know 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 Christmas disruption tomorrow, so it does n't matter !"whoremonger grinned.

"I suppose you 're right,"Albus smiled,"But let 's get to the common room anyway. His Friend agreed, and the five of them made their way to Gryffindor tower.

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It was still ahead of time when they made it back to the common room, so it was quite crowded. However, Amanda spotted a few chairman in the back for them to occupy.

"So, who 's excited about Christmas ?"toilet asked,"I sure am, I could use a break from studying."

"You 're not going to get a gaolbreak,"Rose told him,"We 've got loads of homework."

"Way to put a damper on things, Rose,"King John answered,"But at least there 's no social class !"

"I 'm looking forward to Christmas Day,"Albus said,"I love Christmas."

"What do you usually do for the holidays ?"Amanda asked.

"Oh, it 's groovy ! We all go to my granny and grandpa 's theater. Everyone. My family, rose 's family, all our aunts, uncles, and cousins. Plus Teddy and his grandma. It 's pretty crowded, but it 's still fun. I love it. Usually someone winds up having too much to drink and there 's loads of jokes played on people,"Albus said excitedly.

"Yeah, it 's pretty dandy. We do n't all stay the whole break, though. Because most of us have other family to visit. My household usually stays until a few days after Dec 25 and then we spend the rest of the holiday with my mum 's parents,"rose wine explained,"But Albus 's family spends the whole break at the burrow, that 's what we call my grandparents'house."

"Yep. But most of our cousin-german go straight to the Burrow from Hogwarts. My kinfolk always goes place first, to visit my grandparents'graves. We always do that on Noel Eve. Dad 's been going ever since he was 17, every class on Christmas Eve. Then we get the tunnel late that night."

"What do you do you lot do for Christmas ?"pink wine asked.

"Oh, I love Christmas too,"trick smiled,"We stay at my mansion and my aunts, uncles, full cousin, and grandparents all come over. They never all come at the same clock time, though, so it gets pretty crazy. My mum lusus naturae out because she never knows how much to misrepresent. And usually someone starts arguing about something, but it 's all right. My folk loves to argue, but we never get real mad at each other."

"Sounds passably cool. You have a lot of cousins, whoremaster ?"Amanda asked.

"A bonnie amount. to the highest degree of them are all young than me, though. 'Course that means they 're not bad to play thaumaturgy on,"John laughed.

"fountainhead, my family celebrates Hanukah,"Amanda told everyone.

"Oh, that 's neat,"Albus told her.

"Yeah, it 's good. I 'm just glad Hanukkah is late this year, so I 'll be home for it. Sometimes it 's at the end of November. But anyway, I have a pretty small-scale crime syndicate. Just 3 cousins and my aunt and uncle. And my little brother and older sister. My cousin-german usually come over for two day or so and we all substitution nowadays. It 's quiet, but fun."

"phone fun,"John agreed,"But I love my huge loud folk. What do you do, Matt ? You 've been awful quiet."

matt looked up from the table."Christmastime has never been all that fun for me, I guess. We usually go down to Australia to chew the fat my grandparents."

"That sounds like fun to me,"lavatory told Matt.

"wellspring, it 's not. I do n't wish Australia. That 's where-"But Matt suddenly stopped talking.

"Where what ?"John the Evangelist asked.

"naught, nothing. It 's just, that 's where I, er, got spew for the outset clip. You know, how I get sick so much."

"Oh."

"Yeah, anyway, well, we visit my grandparents. My parents, me and my baby go. My mum 's a muggle born, and we visit her parents. It 's always very formal when we visit them. They 're plentiful and stuck up. Never let me do anything there. I have to just sit still and they 're always staring at me. surmisal they do n't desire me to break anything. Luckily we only visit them at Christmas. I do n't have any cousin. My dad 's got a brother, but he 's living in the State Department, so we do n't see him much either. We sometimes visit him over the summertime. My dad 's parents died a long prison term ago, before I was born. So I do n't sustain a great deal family. I just wish we 'd pass Christmas at home."

Albus, Saint John the Apostle, Amanda, and Rose just looked at lusterlessness."I 'm dismal, Matt. I wish you had a meliorate Dec 25,"rosiness said sympathetically.

"Why do n't you spend Christmas with us ?"Albus asked,"No one will notice another mortal in the Burrow."

"That 's a swell theme !"rose shouted.

"I dunno. I do n't believe my parents will let me. Especially this short notice,"flatness looked down glumly."My mum the likes of all of us to be together on Dec 25. She seems to call up every year it will be different. That my grandparents will tease up. But they never do."

"Blimey,"John whispered,"That stinks."

"I know,"Matt agreed.

At that bit, James II came bursting in with his admirer, Nathan. They both made a beeline for Albus 's table.

"Was it really you ?"James shouted breathlessly,"Did you pay Willinson the Exploding Eclair ?"

John grinned."It was my idea."

"Brilliant, just brilliant,"James smiled,"The look on his look ..."

"Yeah, but you lot had better vigil out when you next see him. He seemed to bonk it was you,"Nathan told them.

"I 'm not worried,"John answered,"He 'll probably leave about it over Christmas."

"I sure hope so,"Albus stated. He looked at his scout. 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 gear is leaving at noon tomorrow."

Albus got up out of his electric chair and headed to the staircase. He could n't wait to go to the burrow. He missed being surrounded by his family all the metre. He missed his grandmother 's cookery. Thoughts of the delicious solid food filed his headway 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 baby and brother. Also, thanks to QUEEN and teddysxxgirl for their revue ! next chapter is Christmas Eve.

know this chapter is short, but I did n't want to combine it with anything else. It stands on its own.
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"Lily !"Harry shouted into the animation room,"Are you set to go ? All packed ?"Harry was standing with Ginny in front man of the forepart door, with a couple luggage compartment and grip at his feet. Epistle of James and Albus were standing nearby, having a sword fight with a couple pseud sceptre. Albus 's wand turned into a fake parrot and emitted a flash squawking noise.

"Albus ! William James !"Ginny scolded them,"Behave yourselves."James and Albus quickly stowed the wand and parrot into their trunks.

A little, red-headed little girl walked into the room, trailing a pink rolling traveling bag."Are we leaving now ?"

"Yes, we are. What were you doing in there, dear ?"Ginny asked.

"I was packing. I could n't observe all my Wendy Witch dolls and had to look all over the star sign for them."

King James I laughed."Do you have to take them everywhere ?"

"Of course I do ! I could n't pass on any of them base. It would n't be fair,"Lily explained. Albus and James laughed even harder."Mum ! Tell them to shut up."

"Boys, be overnice to your sister. Now, does everyone cause everything ? I 'm sending the trunks to the Burrow and we wo n't be coming back after we visit Godric 's Hollow,"Ginny informed them.

"Yes, we 've got everything,"Albus told them.

"trade good,"Ginny waved her sceptre and the proboscis and suitcases disappeared,"Now, then, it 's clip to go. Lily, take in my arm. boy, take your father's."And with a loud cranny, the ceramicist family disappeared from their house.

A few seconds later, they reappeared in a field a short ways away from a humble townspeople. The sun was setting and their was impudent nose candy on the primer coat. From the field, Harry could see tiny people walking along the streets.

"Daddy, why do we let to take the air so far ?"Lily whined,"Why ca n't we just Apparate in town ?"

"I 've told you before, Lily, we ca n't let the Muggles see us,"Harry explained.

"But I 'm tired."

"Oh, shut it, Lily,"James snapped at his sister,"It 's not that far."

"Is, too,"Lily stomped away from him.

James II reached down and made a Abronia elliptica and then threw it at the back of his sister 's head.

"Ow ! ! !"Lily screeched and ran to Harry.

James and Albus started laughing."unspoilt one, James River,"Albus gave his brother a high five.

"Boys !"Harry shouted,"Enough ! Lily, it 's not that much further. I 'll carry you."Harry picked up his girl, who started sobbing into his jacket.

"She 's really wear upon,"Harry whispered to Ginny.

"I know. She 's been real excited about you and the boys coming abode for the vacation. She 's been up until midnight every dark the past week,"Ginny said.

"She wo n't be getting much sleep for the next hebdomad either, staying at the burrow,"Harry told Ginny.

"That 's for sure."

As the thrower family moved into the town, some people occasionally stopped to gaze at them. A few stopped to say howdy, but hurried off quickly. Others completely ignored them. Many people were finishing up net minute shopping or hurrying off to church.

The slight Christian church was already full moon of people singing. The Potters could learn the carols as they walked by. They crunched through the snow in silence. Even James and Albus were quiet. Lily had fallen asleep on Harry 's shoulder shortly after he picked her up. Harry appreciated how his tike were always behaved when he visited his parents graves. It was sort of an unspoken thing. He had never once had to tell apart them to behave themselves in the cemetery. The kids would fight and bicker along the streets in the village, but would always get along once they entered the cemetery.

Harry walked into the cemetery, with Ginny, James, and Albus following him. As he walked the familiar path to his parents Stephanie Graf, he thought about his former visits. There was the kickoff visit, of course. He could n't forget 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 minor once they were born. Harry always felt sad when he visited, but this year he felt worried as well. Who was attempting to read his and his kidskin'minds ? What about the secret death of Professor Torro ?

Harry made his way towards his parents'grave and stopped in forepart of it. He bent down and put his mitt over the name. James and Lily Potter.

Before the downfall of Voldemort, mystic deaths were expected. Of course of instruction, nowadays, there were murder every once and a spell. These were usually attributed to Death Eaters still at with child or hag or wizards who believed in Voldemort 's ideals. Harry or one of the other Aurors usually caught them quickly and they were in Azakaban at the moment. Harry had had Aurors on the case of Torro ever since 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 suppose the demise was somehow related to the legilimency that was being performed on him, Saint James, and Albus. And what could he do to help oneself assure his sons ? The other teachers had told Harry that James IV was more subdued in category ever since the installment during his detention with Washburn. James was obviously quite worried about it. Albus was, too. Harry had met with Ron shortly afterward and neither of them could get up with any new ideas of who did it. It must have either been a student or a teacher. As a good deal as Harry hated to do it, he realized he was going to have to investigate his colleagues. Ginny was concern, too. However, she believed that the son were safe with Harry at the castle. Harry knew she took comfort in knowing he was near them at all fourth dimension. 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 Isidor Feinstein Stone. Harry stood up and looked at the grave, his eyes glistening with teardrop.

"Happy Christmas, 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 St. James the Apostle and Albus in their wake.
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longer chapter is coming up next ! It 'll be Christmas at the Burrow. Thanks as always to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my other baby, and my brother. Thanks as well to siriusgirl1 for reviewing. Please read and refresh !

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A little while later, the potter family line appeared in the thou behind the Burrow. They walked up to the back room access and Harry opened it. He walked inside, followed by his family, and saw the usual topsy-turvydom. The entire Weasley family was standing inside. It was a sea of flaming red hair. Most of the children had inherited the Weasley red fuzz. The few exclusion were Albus, who looked just like Harry, and Victoire and Gabrielle, who had their mother 's silvery blonde tomentum.

"Mum, make him give it back !"six-year-old Lindy shouted as her brother held her doll in the air.

"Cedric ! return her back her skirt !"Corrine Weasley yelled at her son. He reluctantly handed lindy hop her bird and ran from the room.

The Burrow was crammed with masses. There did n't seem to be room for anyone else. slip lupin was currently entertaining the unseasoned Weasley children by changing his ear and tomentum color. The senior nipper were eating various sweet and talking about all sort of things. Many of the adults were drinking eggnog and getting louder and louder by the minute.

Ron was the first of all to mark the Potters."Oi ! Harry 's here !"he shouted and ran towards the door,"Hi Harry ! Great to see you, mate !"

"Hey, Ron !"

"Harry, Ginny !"Molly Weasley came bustling into the kitchen,"Come in, derive in ! Are you hungry ? Want any stew ?"

"Sure,"Harry told her and he sat down at the mesa next to Ginny. molly went over to the stove and got five bowls of stew.

"This is great, Mum, thanks,"Ginny told Molly.

Albus and James were already digging into their sweat. Lily ate a few snack and then ran off to find her full cousin, apparently not tired at all anymore.

"fountainhead, everyone 's here,"Molly told them,"They 're all in the living way. I do n't know if we 'll ever get the nipper to bed."

"It 's Christmas Day Eve, do n't even bother,"Harry laughed.

Albus finished his lather and got up from the mesa. He went into the living room with James I and found Rose, along with his cousin-german Bradley, Cedric, Ben, and mark sitting together on the flooring. Cedric and Ben were second eld, and Omar Bradley and Mark were third years.

"What 's new ?"Albus asked.

"Oh, not a lot,"Ben told him,"Uncle George VI and Uncle Charlie are jolly inebriate. Grammy is trying to get the untested kids in bed. All the aunts are talking about all kinds of material. My dad, Uncle Percy, Uncle Ron, and granddad are all boozing eggnog and eating cookies over there,"he pointed to a few death chair grouped together around a small table."And let 's see, Teddy and Victoire were snogging earlier. It was pretty crude. Who wants to see their babe snogging someone ? Grammy made them bar. Now Teddy 's changing his whisker color all the metre for the entertainment of the slight kids, which is making it concentrated for Grammy to get them to go to bed."

James and Albus laughed."Should be an interesting holiday,"William 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 holiday !"James looked shocked,"Now 's not the prison term to take !"

"wellspring, you 'll be scrambling to get your workplace done on the last day, like always. Maybe you should study tonight, too."

"You 'll never get anything done with all this dissonance,"Cedric told her."What 's up with you, William James and Albus ?"

"Oh, not often. Lily 's been complaining a lot. She got really mad when I threw a hoodwink ball 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 vacation for a day !"Albus said as he snatched a cookie from a nearby platter."I 'm for sure going to enjoy this time off, though. I have n't gone a week without detention in ages."

"Me too !"St. James the Apostle agreed,"I need a break from Washburn, he 's crazy."

"Definitely,"Bradley agreed,"You 've missed so much Quidditch practice because of him."

"He hates me, I tell you. Hates Albus, too."

"Remember that droppings bomb in foremost yr, Epistle of James ?"Cedric asked.

"Yeah, how could I forget that ? That 's when he started hating me,"James II reminisced."Did n't check many charms that year due to the amount of times I used nosebleed nougats."

"I 'm hoping I get new Snackboxes for Christmas this class,"Cedric told them,"I 'm running out. Ca n't await till next year and I can go buy them at Hogsmeade."

"Definitely. Hogwarts wo n't fuck what hit it when we 're able to buy trick stuff all the time,"James laughed.

"Going to Hogsmeade 's heavy,"Mark chimed in,"I 've bought so many sweets at Honeydukes this year."

"Not to mention everything else there. Like the Three broom handle. What a great space. And the scream hutch. You know it 's shrieking again this year,"Omar Bradley added.

Albus and Rose glanced at each other nervously.

"Yeah, I 've heard it. But I wonder why ? It has n't shrieked since Teddy '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 short kid !"

"No buts, Lily, bed, now !"

Lily pouted and then stomped up the stairs to the room she shared with Angie, Samantha, and Lindy.

"I see what you mean about Lily,"Cedric told James and Albus.

"Yup, she 's been doing it all evening. Dad actually carried her at Godric 's holler. And she fell asleep on his shoulder. 'Course now she does n't want to go to bed, figure,"William James said.

"So, what does everyone call up the prospect of England making it to the World Cup next year ?"Albus asked quickly, before everyone could bring back to the issue of the shrieking Shack.

"Ugh !"rose wine sighed,"cover to Quidditch again."She pulled out her copy of The Standard Book of Spells, Grade One and continued reading.

The subject of Quidditch carried the boys the quietus of the night and Albus was very salvage that no one mentioned the Shrieking Shack again. After a while, Molly decided it was fourth dimension for everyone else to go to bed, too. James, Omar Bradley, Cedric, bull's eye, Ben, and Albus were all sharing Ron 's old bedroom on the top floor. They trudged up the stairs while continuing their Quidditch conversation. When they reached the room, they found three sets of bunk seam crammed into the way, just as they were every early Christmas. It was a bit cramped, but they all had enough elbow room. Albus climbed into the behind of the bunk he shared with James II and fell into a reposeful sleep.

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"Albus ! Wake up ! It 's Christmastide !"a shrill voice screamed as Albus opened his eyes. He sat up and bumped his head on the bed above him.

"Ouch !"Albus rubbed his aching foreland. He had forgotten he was at the Burrow."What is it ?"

"It 's Christmas Day, Albus !"Lily screeched.

"What time is it ? Is anyone else up ?"

"It 's six in the morning !"Lily said excitedly."I 'm the foremost one up. expect, you 've got present !"Lily pointed at the pile near the foot of Albus 's bed.

"Excellent ! Looks like a good load this year,"Albus smiled."Have you opened yours ?"

"Not yet. I think I will now, though !"Lily grinned and ran from the room.

Albus heard stirring from the bed above him."You up, James IV ?"

"Yeah, I am now. She 's always the first one up on Christmas,"James yawned.

"I know, she 's even up before the counterpart, Angie, and Eddie,"Albus laughed."Well, mine as well get started on the nowadays !"

Albus crawled to the end of his bed and examined his present. He picked up a large, soft package and knew what it was before even opening it. He tore off the swathe and unfolded a orange red sweater with a Gryffindor lion on it. Albus knew he 'd be getting one of these this class. His grandma always knitted everyone a sweater every year, but for each kid 's first twelvemonth at Hogwarts, they got a Gryffindor sweater. Albus pulled his over his head and smiled."What sweater did you get this year, James II ?"

"Scarlet with a Au sneaker,"James told Albus,"You get the Gryffindor one ?"

"Yup."Albus reached for his future present. It was from his Uncle St. George and auntie Alicia. He opened it up and found a Skiving Snackbox. He grinned. He never had much use for these Sweet before, but now that he was at Hogwarts, they would definitely come in handy."What 'd you get from Uncle George ?"

"Extendable Ears,"James responded.

The next present was in the human body 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 chronicle. Albus laughed. James had gotten the Lapp book last-place year.

"Did you get Hogwarts, A account ?"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 wad of present tense and found the one from his parents. It was a foresighted rectangular box. Albus opened it and found a dragon skin wand cover. It was scarlet and embossed with gold Lion. 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 verge polish."What 'd you get from Mum and Dad ?"

"Have n't opened theirs yet,"James said,"Lem me find it."Albus heard rustling from the bed above and ripping paper. Then silence."Wow ! This is awesome ! They got me a scepter concealment !"

"Me too !"Albus exclaimed,"What 's yours have on it ?"

"fink ! It 's like my sweater, scarlet with gold Snitches."

"Mine 's scarlet with gold lions."

"Pretty impressive,"James said.

"Yeah,"Albus agreed.

Albus continued opening his presents until there were none left. He got a lot of sugariness and Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes products. He also got a few books, including Quidditch in the Twentieth Century. But his favorite present was his wand cover, he kept staring at it. When Thomas Bradley, Cedric, crisscross, and Ben woke up, they opened their own presents.

By the sentence the male child had all finished opening their presents, everyone else in the house was up. When they went downstairs they found Molly cooking breakfast. All the other adult were sitting around the board talking and having coffee and tea. The immature fry were running around playing with their presents. The one-time kids were all clustered around one of the armchairs in the living room. The son went over to investigate.

"What 's going on over here ?"Saint James asked, while squeezing in between Stanley and Fred.

"Peach State 's gotten a new broom !"Fred exclaimed."Newest model, a Firebolt 3000."

"Oh, wow !"James exclaimed,"Can I touch it ?"

"Sure,"Georgia was sitting in the armchiar, with her new broom resting on her lap. Everyone was admiring it.

"This is so cool down,"Calluna vulgaris gazed at the Scots heather,"hold 'till the Slytherins see we have one of these on our team."

"Yeah !"Fred agreed,"Supposed to be the profligate broom yet. Just came out endure week."

"Can I fly it later ?"James asked.

"Yeah, sure, but I want to try it out first,"Sakartvelo laughed,"We 'll go out after breakfast."

"Do you be intimate if anyone else has one at Hogwarts yet ?"Bradley asked.

"No, I do n't think anyone else has one !"Empire State of the South said.

"Wow, wait 'till everyone finds out it 's my sister who got the first Firebolt 3000,"Bradley sighed,"But I do wish I got one."

"wellspring, I was riding a aura 2000. You 've got a regular Firebolt."

"I know, but I hope I get one for my birthday."

"Breakfast is set up !"Molly called into the room.

Everyone scrambled into the kitchen and got scale of food. There was n't enough room at the board for everyone to eat at. The minor all went back into the living room to eat. Albus sat down side by side to Lily, who was playing with her new toy dog 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 stuffed owl, which I named Hedwig. Some candy, a few role player baton, a sweater, some socks, a couple books, and a Gryffindor hat and scarf."

"That 's good,"Albus responded, as he started eating his orchis. pink wine came and sat down next to Albus.

"Hi, rosebush. You get expert presents ?"

"Yeah, I got a lot of books !"she told him.

"I got a few books. But the best affair is my new verge cover,"Albus grinned,"It 's upstairs, I 'll show it to you later."

"Wow, that 's neat."

"Did you see Georgia 's new broom ?"Albus asked,"Its only been out a week. She 's probably one of the first off 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 Chaser side by side yr,"Albus told her.

"I 'm sure you 'll get it,"rosiness told him as she ate her toast.

"I dunno. I mean, there 's only one pursuer military position opening up next year. Samantha 'll be leaving. I bet GA 'll be made Captain."

"Probably. She 's the next oldest. And she 's a ripe drawing card,"Rose agreed.

"Plus she 's got the salutary broomstick ever !"Albus said.

"True,"Rose said,"But just because you 've got a dependable Scots heather, does n't imply you 're a dependable captain."

"Yeah, but Sakartvelo 's a gravid player. Her new broom will only make her meliorate. Slytherin wo n't endure a chance. I think we 're playing them shortly after we go back in Jan,"Albus told rosebush."You gon na try out the broom ?"

"Probably not. I 'm not very good and I would n't want to break it."

"I doubt you 'd break apart it. You 're an ok flyer,"Albus told her."But I 'm definitely trying it."

"Let 's go looseness Quidditch !"Peach State 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 Calluna vulgaris or ran out into the field of study that was used for Quidditch practice. Albus, since he did not own his own broomstick, went directly remote. Georgia had already ran out the threshold and was standing in the middle of the field, with a huge grinning on her face.

"Ready, Albus ?"she asked.

"Definitely ! I ca n't hold off !"he told her, and he looked over to the spinal column 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 !"Empire State of the South shouted back.

"Then me !"Saint James waved his arms around.

"And me !"Fred screamed.

"Me !"Heather pushed her way in forepart of Fred, trying to block him.

"Shut it !"Georgia shouted over the haphazardness,"Everyone will get a turn ! But right now, I 'm flying it !"Georgia mounted her broom and kicked off from the ground. The focal ratio was amazing. She could constitute turns at top speeding and brake seconds before she would have crashed into the ground.

"Wow !"James II screamed excitedly."That 's brilliant !"Everyone started talking at once and Albus was not able to micturate out anything. Georgia flew around the theatre for fifteen min before landing beside her sib and cousins. She dismounted and handed the broom to shimmy.

"Thanks !"Teddy grinned and changed his hair to red. He flew into the air did a series of spins and turns. He flew for about ten minutes and landed next to Sakartvelo."Wow, I wish I 'd had that when I was Seeker, we never would let lost a lucifer !"

"We barely lost a compeer anyway,"Peach State laughed. She took the heather and handed it to James. For the next two hours, everyone took a bout on the heather. Even Rose got into the feeling of matter and flew around for a few hour. After everyone had had a crook, Empire State of the South decided to organize a Quidditch match.

"Ok, I 'll be maitre d'hotel of my squad and Teddy can captain the other team,"Georgia decided. The two captains took turns picking their squad and eventually their were two teams of six players each. As there were n't enough players for to the full teams, six players for each had to run. Georgia 's team consisted of James, Bradley, Cedric, John Rowlands, and Gabriella. teddy bear 's team consisted of Calluna vulgaris, Fred, Victoire, Ben, and home run. Since Albus did not have a broom, he could n't run. He and Rose watched from the sidelines, while the younger kids played in the snow nearby.

"That was tight go nighttime, about the screaming Shack, I mean,"Albus whispered to Rose.

"I know,"she whispered back,"Everyone 's fishy about it. I hear people whispering about it sometimes in the Great Hall."

"That means lustrelessness 's hearing it, too,"Albus groaned,"It 's got to be horrible for him."

"Does this mean value you definitely believe he 's a werewolf, then ?"Rose asked.

"I 'm not totally confident, but it does appear that way. I do n't think I 'll be fully convinced until I hear him say so himself."

"I suppose you 're ripe, but I 'm pretty sure of it,"rosiness told him.

"How 'd you rule out, anyway ? How do you have a go at it so much about werewolf ?"Albus asked.

"I 've read about them, of path. Once I found out that Teddy 's dad was a werewolf, I read all about them in Mum and Dad 's old schooltime books,"Rose said.

"Oh, yeah, that makes sense. You for sure do take a lot."

"I know,"Rose agreed, as she pulled her copy of Hogwarts, A History, out of her jacket.

"You got that for Christmas, too ?"Albus questioned.

"Yup, it 's quite interesting. I 'm already on chapter three."

"I have n't even started reading it yet."

Rose laughed and opened up her Bible. Albus looked out towards the athletic field and watched the residue of the Quidditch peer. It was a pretty good match. Quite unlike than Hogwarts matches, though. There was no reviewer, so a few disputation erupted. After an hr or so, chemise caught the Snitch and his team won. Albus and his cousins trooped back into the household, snowy, wet, and cold. It was almost time for Christmas supper, and mollie was cooking in the kitchen, with supporter from Ginny and Fleur. Albus ran up to the top chamber and got out his new Quidditch volume and read it until supper was ready.

Dec 25 supper was always an interesting event at the Burrow. The kitchen table was not big enough to invest everyone, so usually the younger nestling sat there, while the oldest kids and the grownup found seats in the support elbow room. There was always a lot of food for thought, too. The food for thought was kept in the kitchen and citizenry got up to get some when they wanted it. As Albus was walking into the kitchen, he distinctly saw James sneaking around the bread and butter 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 screech from the living room. He jumped up from his president and followed his cousins into the room.

"What was that ? !"Harry shouted, looking down at the chair he had been sitting in.

mollie came into the room and pushed past Albus."James Sirius ceramicist ! What did you do ?"

St. James the Apostle looked sheepishly at her,"How did you be intimate it was me ? You did n't see it happen."

"I raised your Uncle Saint George ! I know a guilty look when I see one,"Molly screamed at him,"What did you do ?"

"Shocking Seat,"James explained,"It 's a little thing you hide on a chairwoman and gives a meek electric shock absorber to the person who sits in it."

Harry started laughing,"And I suppose it 's from your workshop, George ?"

"Yup, newest mathematical product. Just came out a few weeks ago. I got James a few for Christmas. persuasion he 'd like them,"George IV told him.

"I 'd say he does like them,"Harry grinned,"Just do n't use them on any teachers."

"Too late. I just did,"James express joy. Everyone else started laughing as well, except Molly, who went back into the kitchen.

The relaxation of supper went by with only a few minor pranks. person snuck a Ton Tongue Toffee into Albus 's pudding and his tongue grew two feet before Harry found out and fixed it for him. A few glasses exploded and a few bowls of soup crashed to the priming, mostly because Stanley had just turned seventeen and wanted to use magic to bring thing to the board for citizenry. Eventually, everyone had enough to eat and they migrated into the living room. The adult had all had quite a bit of eggnog and fire whisky and were not paying a hale lot of tending to the Kid. This enabled Teddy and Victoire to pinch off into the kitchen, to be alone.

Albus and Rose decided to play thaumaturgist 's Chess. Lily and Hugo sat down to watch. It did n't take Rose too long to thrum Albus. Rose was very honorable at chess game and she was much better than Albus. After that, the four of them played a few rounds of Exploding Snap, most of which Albus won.

Eventually, mollie decided it was time for everyone to go to bed. Albus climbed slowly up the stair and got into his rot. He was very wear upon. It had been a great Christmas. With his stomach full and his pump happy, Albus fell into a deep sleep.

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A/N : promise you liked it ! I wrote this before Jo posted the Weasley/Potter family Tree, so that 's why I made up my own Weasley full cousin. Although I did imagine correctly that St. James the Apostle 's eye name is Sirius ! I know it 's a bit confusing with the large total of cousins I made up, so I 'll try and place a kinsfolk tree with one of the upcoming chapters.

As always, thanks to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my other sister, and my bro. Thanks also to inkheart for their revue. Please read and go over !

Disclaimer- As common, I do not own Harry Potter.

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packing Day was usually a faineant day at the Burrow. Everyone slept deep and ate whatever whenever they wanted. Albus awoke around noontide, and found that a few of his aunts, uncles, and first cousin were getting cook to forget. His Uncle George and auntie Alicia and their child were getting gear up to leave to chatter Alicia 's parents. His Uncle Charlie and Aunt Katherine and their nipper were also leaving to visit other family.

"Bye, hombre,"Albus waved as his Uncle Charlie stepped into the open fireplace with Eddie.

"Bye, Albus,"Charlie waved back,"Have a good time at school."

Albus walked into the kitchen and found rose sitting at the tabular array reading Hogwarts, A chronicle. Hugo was also there.

"Morning, Rose,"he said as he sat down next to her.

"Hi,"she said, not looking up from her book.

Albus went to the counter and made some toast. Hugo got up from the tabular array and ran into the living way. When Albus brought his breakfast back to the table, rose wine had set her account book down.

"Good, he left,"blush wine whispered,"I want to blab out to you about Matt."

"What about him ?"

"His little 'problem',"Rose said,"Listen, I went snooping around granddaddy 's subject field this morning time 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 Book that have information in them. I took them and hid them in my trunk upstairs. Now that heather mixture 's left to see her other grandparents, I 've got my way to myself. We can go read them after we 're done eating."

"speech sound good,"Albus whispered back,"And we 've got to ask Uncle placard about it too."

"I know, I 've thought of that too. We 'll ask tomorrow. There 'll be less people. Uncle Bill, aunty Fleur, Victoire, Gabriella, and Ben are n't leaving until day after tomorrow. Uncle Percy, Aunt Corrine, Georgia, Thomas Bradley, Cedric, and the similitude are leaving tomorrow. I do n't desire to be overheard."

"Good thought,"Albus said as he took a bite out of his toast. At that instant, James, Cedric, Thomas Bradley, and Ben came in.

"What were you two talking about ?"James asked, as he stole a piece of Albus 's toast.

"Nothing,"Albus said abruptly.

James looked at him warily,"Hmm, well, we 're going to go wreak Quidditch. You want to keep an eye on ?"

Rose looked at Albus."Um, no, me and Rose have, er, homework to do."

James laughed."There 's mint of time left to do homework. Oh, well, suit yourself."Jame shoved the utmost bit of his toast into his mouth and he, Cedric, and Ben went outside.

"That was closing,"rose wine whispered,"We ca n't let anyone incur out. Are you ready ?"

"Yeah,"Albus said as he got up from the table. Rose got up, too, and Albus followed her to the bedroom she stayed in. They went inside and blush wine closed the room access quietly. She went over to her trunk, pulled out a few heavy Holy Writ, and dumped them on her bed.

"If anyone bursts in and postulate us what we 're doing, we say it 's homework,"Rose told Albus. She picked up a book and handed it to him."Here you go. Just look through it and read anything you find about werewolves."

Albus took the book and looked at it. It was entitled Modern Magical redress. 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 small. It was not the form of reading Albus would normally do, but his curiosity about Matt 's circumstance triumphed over his dislike of slow reading. Albus and blush wine read for close to two hours. In the clip it took Albus to read about the Wolfsbane potion, blush wine had gone through two of the other volume.

"wellspring, what did you recover ?"rose asked once Albus had finished his chapter. She looked a bit pale and sort of scared.

"Loads, how about you ?"Albus told her,"Are you okay ?"

"Yeah, I guess,"Rose whispered,"It 's just, the former Book I 've read did n't really go over what it 's like to transform. These did. Oh, Albus, it sounds atrocious ! Really horrendous ! And afflictive. I just feel so bad for Matt, if that is what 's going on. Apparently, when a lycanthrope is in savage course, they must bite other animals or the great unwashed. They 're not in their human mind, they do n't acknowledge what they 're doing ! And if there 's no other animals or multitude to bite, they bite themselves. That must be where lusterlessness got all those cuts and bruise from. He 's doing it to himself."

Albus stared at her with his back talk opened,"That 's horrible ! There 's got to be something mortal could do ! Healers or someone must know a therapeutic or something."

"There 's not. There 's no cure for lycanthropy. Just the wolf's bane potion,"Rose told him.

"Oh, yeah,"Albus had momentarily forgotten what he had been reading about,"The Wolfsbane potion does lick. If a wolfman takes it every night a few nights prior to transformation, they will transform, but will be harmless to themselves and former masses. It 's really complicated to reach, but apparently it makes the transformation loads better."

"But why does n't Matt choose it then ?"rose wine wondered.

"I dunno. I guess the only way we 'd find out is to ask him,"Albus told her.

"So you believe me, then ? You 're convinced he 's a werewolf ?"Rose asked.

"You know, I think so. I guess I 'm still not positive, 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 Scripture. I 'll sneak them back early tomorrow morning."She picked up all the books and put them back into her trunk.

"I think I 'll go see what everyone else is up to,"Albus got up from the floor and opened the door,"You coming ?"

"Yeah, sure,"Rose followed Albus out the door.

The cousins walked down the stairs from Rose 's room. The house was very quiet. almost of their cousins were outside playing Quidditch or in their suite enjoying their present. Since two of the families had already left, it was quite a bit calmer. As Albus and pink wine strode past the kitchen, Albus stopped shortly. Rose bumped into him.

"Ouch !"she screeched as she bumped her point on his back.

"Shush !"Albus whispered as he pressed his head to the door of the kitchen,"I heard soul say my name."

Rose leaned her head teacher against the threshold as well and the two of them tried to listen for a instant or so."It 's no use ! They 're whispering. I ca n't pick up anything."

"Me neither, but I swear one of them mentioned me !"Albus listened again,"I 'm pretty certainly it 's my mum and dad, and your dad as well."

The front doorway banged unfastened and James, Cedric, Ben, and Omar Nelson Bradley stormed in, dropping their ling on the base."It 's bloody freezing out there !"James shouted as he tore off his gloves and scarf.

"And mortal 's locked the kitchen door !"Cedric added, as he pulled off his icy 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 ?"James I looked at him curiously,"What about ?"

"I dunno !"Albus whispered back,"I ca n't try them, they 're being real quiet."

Saint James thought for a import, and then a grinning appeared on his brass."clock time to split up out one of my Christmas Day presents."

"That 's right wing !"Albus said excitedly,"You got Extendable Ears for Christmas !"

"Yep, sure did I 'll go get them !"James announced, and then he ran upstairs. He appeared a minute later holding a disconsolate box with a expectant ear pictured on it."Here they are."James tore open the packaging and pulled out seven fleshy metro. 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 other end to the tail of the room access. Albus had used Extendables once before, when his cousin Gabriella had bought some at Hogsmeade and let Albus try them out. That was two twelvemonth ago, and he had n't heard anything interesting. Gabriella had bought them in orderliness to heed in on Victoire 's conversations with her admirer who had stayed for Christmastide recess. Victoire only talked about how much she liked teddy bear, and Albus found that rather boring. This sentence, however, Albus was for certain he 'd see more worry conversations.

"I 'm really not sure I should say them,"Albus heard his dad say.

"I know,"his mother responded back,"If someone invading thieir idea, it 's dear they did not know right now."

"I mean, I had n't really thought about when I was going to enjoin them,"Harry responded,"I guess I was planning on doing it when they were much elderly. I worry about what they would do with the information. King James especially."

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 aid back to the conversation in the kitchen.

"I honestly would only trust pink wine with the information, Harry,"Ginny told her husband.

This time it was rose wine 's turn to look at Albus."Me, too ! But whatever it is, they trust me."Rose could n't avail but grin as she turned back to the door.

"I do n't require her to have sex, given the current portion,"Ron said.

"Me neither,"Hermione agreed.

"I know, but it seems as if whoever 's doing it is focusing on James and Albus,"Harry informed them."I was always leery about telling them, but especially now ..."

"Harry, we did n't even recite my brothers,"Ron said,"Why are you worrying about telling the shaver ?"

"Part of me wants them to infer what we think is going on,"Harry went on,"But the other part of me does n't require them to know."

"I 'm siding with that part of you,"Ginny said,"We should n't tell them."

"Ever ?"Hermione asked tentatively,"I do think they should be trusted with that information at some point."

"I agree, Hermione,"Harry told her,"But not now. I guess I 'd just been waiting for the chance 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 schooltime, they 'll be more mature and there 'll be less of a fortune of it leaking out."

"That sounds fairish, Harry,"Ginny agreed,"Someday, we 'll tell them about the Hallows. But right now I think we need to talk about what 's been going on with-"

"James, Omar Nelson Bradley, Cedric, Saint Benedict, blush wine, and Albus, what on terra firma are you doing ? !"a livid interpreter caused Albus to drop his extendable Ear and he was not able to hear what his mum had been about to say.

molly Weasley ran over to the five full cousin, a flavor of fury on her cheek."Have you been listening in on that conversation ? Obviously you have ! You have no rightfulness ! Your parents wanted to be alone ! And give me those !"

Albus, Epistle of James, and their cousins did not even think about not listening to their gran and handed over their Ears at once."And the other one ?"She eyed Epistle of James 's pocket. Albus glanced at it and noticed the slight bit of figure 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 Christmas, honestly, the brass of him ..."Molly stormed over to her desk and grabbed a musical composition of parchment and a quill and started writing while she mumbled to herself. Albus knew she was going to place a Howler to her son.

The whirl outside the kitchen caused Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione to cease their conversation and come out to see what the disturbance was about. Once Albus heard the door start to open, he made a mad dash for the stair, and the thundering behind him told him his brother and cousins did the same.

Albus did n't turn back running until he made it to rose wine 's way, and once William James and their cousin were inside, he slammed the door shut.

"What was that all about ?"Albus asked as he sat down on one of the beds.

"I dunno,"James responded,"They obviously know something we do n't and they do n't require to tell us about it. But what did they entail by they did n't want me to know about it especially ?"Saint James stomped back and forth across the floor, obviously mad that his parents would n't trust him with something.

"fountainhead, that 's not the only reason they 're keeping it from us !"pink 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 Omar Nelson Bradley, Cedric, and I wo n't ever find out."

"Yeah, you will !"James II insisted as he threw himself onto a bed,"Once I find out, I 'll tell you !"

"James !"Rose shouted,"That must be why they wo n't tell you right now ! They do n't want anybody to know. If it 's something so secretive that they wo n't even tell any of our uncles, then they must not want a whole lot of people to know."

"But what would my parents, auntie Hermione, and Uncle Ron know that none of the other aunts and uncles know about ?"Albus asked Rose.

"I dunno,"rosebush answered. The five of them sat in silence for a few second, trying to remember 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 mother wit, Albus,"rose wine 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,"Saint James the Apostle said as he got up from the bed again and started pacing,"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 class doing it."

"True,"Cedric agreed.

"Whatever it is, they 're keeping something from us,"James told everyone as he pounded his fist on the night stand,"And I do n't like it. Especially since Dad said he told us everything."

"Anyone catch what they were talking about ?"Bradley asked.

"Yeah,"Albus responded,"Hallows. Whatever they are."

"Never heard of them,"Saint James said.

"Me neither,"Cedric said. Bradley and Ben shook their heads. Albus looked expectantly at pink wine. Whenever someone else did n't jazz about something, Rose always knew.

"I 've never heard anything about them either, Albus, I 'm sorry,"blush wine sighed,"But once we 're back in school, we can front in the library."

"I guess,"Albus said, looking down at his groundwork. He did not like the theme of his parents keeping something from him. It made him feel betrayed. Harry had always told Albus that he told him everything about the war. But if these Hallows had anything to do with the war, like James II suspected they did, then Harry and Ginny were keeping something from them. What were the Hallows ? And why were his parents so aim about not letting him know about them ? Why did they think he was n't trusty 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 able to update. Hopefully, I 'll get my Weasley phratry tree up with the next chapter.
Thanks as usual to Rain is LIquid Moonlight, my other sister, and my brother. Also thanks to inkheart, Ashley, lightlessness 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 following morning, his Uncle Percy, aunt Corrine, and their nipper had already left. Albus had not slept very well. Although he had n't had any incubus, Albus could n't stop thinking about what his parents were keeping from him, and the view had kept him tossing and turning almost the whole 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 aunty, uncle and first cousin. However, he did n't give birth long to dwell on it because shortly after he had gotten dressed, James burst into the room.

"trade good, you 're up,"Henry James greeted him, as he sat down on one of the rump bunks.

"Yeah, I 'm up,"Albus yawned,"Just got up, could n't sleep well last night."

"Me, neither, but Cedric woke me up before he left. Tried to get you up, but you were out like a log."

"Well, what 's been going on ? Do Mum and Dad know that we listened to them ?"Albus asked.

"They do. granny told them. I 'm never getting those Extendables back,"Henry James groaned."But I do n't remember they 're too bothered by it."

"Well, that 's well,"Albus told him,"Better they do n't know that we 're trying to find out what they 're keeping from us."

"Definitely. Oh, but they do want to spill to us in a few moment,"James II informed Albus,"They sent me up here to wake you up."

"You do n't consider they want to yell at us about listening in, do you ?"Albus asked nervously.

"No, I do n't suppose that 's what it 's about. They just want to talk to us. Not Rose,"James answered.

"That 's odd. What else could they want ?"Albus wondered.

"Dunno,"James glanced at his watch."Well, we 'd better go. They 're waiting in the kitchen."

Albus followed James slowly down the stairs. He had no idea what this could be about. For a moment, he thought that maybe his parents were going to tell them about whatever 'Hallows'were, but he knew that could n't be it. They had seemed so adamantine about not telling James I, Albus, or Rose about them.

Albus made his way into the kitchen after James. His parents were in there, along with Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione. Harry gestured for them to sit down. Albus sat down in one of the chairwoman and James IV sat next to him, neither of them saying a Book. Harry went over to the door, closed it, and pointed his wand at it while muttering a spell. Albus figured it was some variety of spell that rendered extendible Ears useless.

"First,"Harry told his Logos, as he walked over and stood future to Ron,"I want to separate 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 petty, but James did not move.

"I would throw done the Saami thing if I were you,"Harry grinned and continued,"fountainhead, let me rephrase that. I have done the Saami thing you did. lot of prison term. Right after your uncles Fred and George invented Extendable auricle. ``

Harry started pacing around the kitchen. Albus had noticed that his begetter did this whenever he was thinking about something serious. It was the same sort of pacing that James had done the previous day.

"However, what I do want to talk to you about is a unplayful topic,"Harry lowered his voice,"It 's about what 's been going on in the school."

Albus looked at James IV. Neither of them really knew what their dad was getting on about.

"James, when you were in detention a few hebdomad ago and you said your brain felt amusing. Madam Pomfrey had the suspicion 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, someone is trying to invade your mind."

James looked shocked. Albus noticed he was a bit paler than usual. He looked very much the same as he did in the Clarence Shepard Day Jr. following that hold. Albus guessed that the days at the Burrow had made James forget about that awful experience.

"Albus, about that dream-"Harry started, but was cut off.

"You said it did n't think of 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 ambition. individual is using Legilimency on us as well."

Albus felt the blood drain from his face and he was sure he looked as pale as James did."But who 's doing it ?"he whispered.

"I honestly do n't hump, Al,"Harry softened his representative and sat down next to his son."But your Uncle Ron and I are trying very hard to recover out who it is."

"Why does soul want to read our minds ?"Albus asked his dad.

"I, have a few estimation,"Harry answered slowly,"But I 'm afraid I ca n't distinguish you just yet."

Albus nodded. It was strange that his dad could n't just solve this problem. During Albus 's youthful childhood twelvemonth, Harry had always been able to fix everything for him. Broken toys, minor combat injury, his dad was always there to figure out the job. But this meter, Harry could n't just wave his wand and make it better.

Harry drew Albus into his arms."Now, Al, I do need to know if you 've had anymore of those nightmare since that inaugural one."

"Yeah, I have. I get them a few clip a week."

"Always the Lapplander one ?"Harry asked.

"Yes."

"And have you had any while you 've been at the burrow ?"

Albus thought for a moment."You know, I have n't. I had n't really thought about it, but I have n't had any since I left Hogwarts."

Harry glanced at Ron and got up from the chairman."I think that 's all I need to know about the dream for now. But if they start changing at all, you 've got to let me roll in the hay right away. Just ask one of the portraits in the common way to find me. Do n't allow for the vernacular room to tell me, it 's very important that you do not stray around at night."

Harry started pacing again and he turned to face James."Are you ok ? I know it 's a shivery thought, that someone 's invading your intellect. But I will retrieve out who 's doing it. I do n't need you to worry about it too much."

James just nodded, apparently still unable to speak.

"Good. Now, it 's obviously very disturbing that someone is trying to see our thinking and retentiveness. Ron and I, as well as a few other Aurors are working to reckon out who it is and why they 're doing it, so we can arrest them. But for now, you two have to learn 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 education in the subject. If you 're capable to watch it properly, then no one will be able to read your thoughts."

"Are you going to teach us, Dad ?"James spoke for the maiden clip since he entered the room.

"No, I ca n't,"Harry told him,"I 'm not a very good Occlumens and am having a grueling adequate time trying to close my own mind, let alone trying to learn you two."

"Then who 's going to teach us ?"St. James the Apostle asked, with a worried look on his face. He and Albus looked at each other. Harry had told them the stories of when professor Snape had tried to teach him Occlumency in his fifth twelvemonth.

"Do n't occupy,"Harry reassured them, seeing the flavour on their faces,"I know from experience that in parliamentary law to learn Occlumency properly, it 's much meliorate if you trust your instructor. That 's why your Aunt Hermione will be teaching you."

Albus breathed a sigh of sculptural relief. Although his Aunt Hermione was strict, he knew she would be able-bodied to teach him well. There was hardly an expression of magic that she did not do well.

"I 'll be coming to Hogwarts two nights a week until you are both able of protecting your mind from intruders,"Hermione informed them.

St. James the Apostle opened his backtalk and was about to speak when Hermione cut him off."Not to interest, James, it wo n't interfere with Quidditch practice ! I know Quidditch is the most important thing in this family."She glared at Harry and Ron, who both grinned sheepishly.

"I 'll send an owl to the school once the first-class honours degree lesson is set up, telling you which classroom it will be in. We still need to run this by the Headmaster, but I 'm sure enough he will not take care,"Hermione informed them.

"Well, I think that 's it, boys,"Harry strode back over to William James and Albus and gave them each a hug."I do n't want you to occupy about this too lots. Your Uncle Ron and I have thing under control. Just concentrate on learning Occlumency. Try to keep your safety up, as well. incessant watchfulness, as Mad-Eye would take in said. I 've got to run into the Auror office for a few hours, but I 'll be back before dinner."

When Harry opened the door to the kitchen, Rose fell into the way. She had been leaning on the threshold, trying to listen in. She stood up, blushing furiously and ran out of the elbow room and up the stairs. James IV and Albus burst out laughing and ran out of the way 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 James."Any chance they told you what they 're trying to proceed from us ?"

"No,"James said bitterly, it was obvious to Albus that he was still mad about that.

"fountainhead, what was it then ?"rose wine pushed.

"Remember that detention that me, James, Matt, and privy had to do with Washburn ? The one where we cleaned the hourglasses in the entry dormitory ?"Albus asked.

"Yeah,"rose wine said warily.

"well, person tried to scan William James 's mind during it. And person 's been trying to study my judgment and Dad 's while we 're sleeping, too. I 've been having weird dreaming ever since school started, and apparently they mean person 's using Legilimency on me."

rose wine stared at him, then she glanced at Jesse James, who had sat down on rosebush 's bed."You 're grave ?"

"Yep,"James II confirmed,"And Dad wants me and Albus to learn Occlumency to try and stop them. I get the feeling something 's occurrent. I 'm not sure what, but all the adult seemed a bit occupy when they were telling us this. Dad does n't know who 's doing it or why. Well, he has an idea why, but he wo n't tell us. Figures."St. James the Apostle punched one of the pillows."I guess I 'm not trustworthy."

"Who 's teaching you ?"rose asked.

"Your mum,"Albus answered."She 's coming to the castle two nights a hebdomad as soon as everything 's straightened out with prof Kendrick."

"well, that 's right, then. I hope you two are good at Occlumency,"rose said,"But do you two get the feeling this whole creative thinker reading thing might throw something to do with what they 're keeping from us ?"

"Seems likely,"Albus agreed.

James nodded."We 've got to figure out what they 're keeping from us. We 'll start once we 're back at school. And I do n't consider we should secern 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 right,"pink wine responded.

"Yeah,"Albus said. He did n't like the idea of keeping something this big from John, Matt, and Amanda, but he could see Saint James 's full stop. Their father did n't want them to know about whatever this is, and if he found out they were looking, it would induce it harder to discover the secret.

"James !"a voice shouted from downstairs,"semen service with dinner party, please ! I 've got Ben cutting up vegetables and you can assist him !"

James got up and went over to the door,"Aw, Mum ! Why ca n't Teddy do it ? He can do it by thaumaturgy and it 'd go faster !"

"Teddy 's helping Victoire study ! Now get down here, please !"Ginny screamed back.

James snorted and looked at Albus and blush wine, who were giggling. They were indisputable that Teddy and Victoire were not studying, but were in fact hiding away somewhere, snogging.

"Saint James !"his female parent shrieked.

William James stomped out of the elbow room and down the stair, muttering something about Muggle cooking.

rosiness got up from the bed and shut the room access behind Henry James. She turned back to Albus."Ok, we 've got to ask Uncle Bill what he knows about wolfman 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 books ?"Albus asked.

"I 'm not for certain. But what I want to cognize is why someone would n't take the Wolfsbane potion or why it would n't operate,"Rose told Albus as she sat down next to him.

"good estimation. The book I read did n't refer anything like that. But if lustrelessness '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 assure Uncle Bill when he asks why we want to bang about the wolf's bane potion ?"

"I 've got it taken care of,"rosebush told him,"I 'll tell him that professor Slughorn gave us extra recognition to enquiry 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 thinking, rosebush,"Albus said excitedly,"I 'd never be able to come up with that."

"It just came to me last-place night. I knew we 'd take an excuse because we do n't study about werewolves until third base year."

"Rose ! Albus ! I need your assistant for dinner party, please !"Ginny screamed up the stairs.

"Alright, Mum !"Albus answered,"We 'll be right there !"He and rosebush went downstairs, where they were immediately put to run slicing bread.

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Supper was late that night, and not nearly as enjoyable as Christmastime supper. Everyone wanted to wait 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 threshold, 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."mortal was found dead this morning time in their household. Jasmine Lomski. She worked in the Magical Law Enforcement role. Avada Kedavra was the cause of death. It 's looking very suspicious. I 've got individual investigating, but so far null 's been found."

"Lomski ?"Ben asked, his face was white. He was looking at James, whose face was equally pale."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 other nipper to see their grandparents for Dec 25, so they were not home at the time. Jasmine did not go with them because she had to work on tomorrow.

"But I want everyone to know that the other Aurors and I are doing all we can to notice out who did this, and who killed professor Torro, and hopefully we 'll be able to apprehend whoever did it soon."

"You think the two murders are related, then ?"Arthur asked.

"I really ca n't be trusted yet, but I do have a feeling they are,"Harry answered.

The rest of the meal was spent discussing the suspicious killings, and no one really had much of an appetite anymore. Hugo and Lily did not pay much tending to the conversation, and after they finished eating they ran off to play with their Christmas presents. Albus mostly pushed his food around his plate. He could n't help but marvel if the mysterious violent 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 worried than Saint James did. teddy bear, Victoire and Gabriella spent much of the repast whispering to each other with worried flavor on their faces.

After everyone had eaten whatever they could, peak excused himself to the kitchen to get a cup of tea. Rose glanced at Albus and they both got up and followed him.

"Um, Uncle Bill ?"Rose asked tentatively,"I was wondering if Albus and I could tattle to you, er, in private ?"

"Sure ..."Bill answered warily, he was obviously wondering what they were up to."Let 's go into your grandpa 's study."

granddaddy Weasley 's study was always an interesting place to visit. It was filled with all sorts of muggle devices that were in various United States Department of State of disrepair. When Albus walked into the way, the first matter he noticed was the wear out data processor sitting on the desk. That had been a present from Albus 's aunt Hermione. Hermione 's parents had recently gotten a new electronic computer and Hermione was able to get their old one to give 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 wolfsbane potion,"rosiness told him.

posting spat out the taste of tea that was in his rima oris."wolfbane potion ? Well, I do acknowledge a bit about that. But why do you need to experience about it ?"

"We 're doing an extra cite essay for Slughorn on advanced potions. We picked the wolfbane potion. Now, we 've learned a bit about it from books, but I 've got a few other query,"Rose said.

"Sure, go ahead and ask,"Bill sat down in Arthur 's chairperson and put his base up on the desk.

Rose and Albus sat down in two other chairwoman."I guess I was wondering if there 's ever been a case where the Aconitum lycoctonum potion has n't worked ?"rosiness asked.

"It 's rarefied,"broadsheet told them,"But not unheard of. There have been a few masses that the potion has n't worked on. It 's strong to know for sure as shooting how many because there are n't a whole lot of werewolf to start out with anyway. And many do not report how the potion works for them."

"Ok,"Rose said, while she pretended to make note on a piece of parchment,"Why would n't it exercise ? Or why would n't someone take it ?"

"A few werewolves have been hypersensitive to the potion, or to one of the ingredients in it, so that 's why it does n't work for some. And they 'd obviously stop taking it if that happened. There 's also a fairly new study about the affects of emotions on the potion. A few people have reported that the potion does not always employment well, depending on what sort of temper the soul is at the time of translation. Which makes sense, since the nature of the transformation depends on emotions as well. Then there 's a second work that 's trying to figure out why the potion just does n't knead. There are a few wolfman where it has no gist whatsoever. As far as why someone would n't take it, it 's a very difficult potion to do. Not many people are able to realize it. Because of that, it 's hard to obtain it."

"Oh,"rosiness looked up from her parchment,"I think that 's all I need to roll in the hay for now. I 've gotten scads of info from Word. Albus and I should be able-bodied to save the written report now."

Bill got up from his hot seat,"Good. Glad I could help."He walked quickly out the door, Albus guessed he wanted to get back to the give-and-take about Jasmine Lomski 's murder.

Albus and rosebush left the way and went back up to Rose 's bedroom."wellspring, what do you think ?"Rose asked Albus.

"I dunno. Maybe he 's not able to get the potion ?"

"Or he 's allergic to it,"rosebush suggested.

"But what about that all emotions affecting the potion thing ?"Albus asked.

"I 'm not sure. Do you commend what Matt 's been like every time he 's incur sick ?"

"No. I mean, usually he 's wear, but that 's not really emotion. I 'd don he 's nervous about it, but I bet all werewolves are nervous about transforming."

"Probably. I guess we 're just going to have to keep watching him,"Rose told Albus.

"I suppose. I wish he 'd just order us."

"He 's probably afraid to. Afraid we wo n't be friends with him anymore,"Rose said in a pain voice.

"Well, that 's not dead on target ! We 'd never abandon him like that !"

"I know, Albus,"Rose sighed,"I just wish there was a way to let him live that."

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Weasley-Potter family tree diagram
Bill-Fleur Charlie-Katherine ( witch ) Percy-Corrine ( Muggle )
Victoire, 7th class Francis Edgar Stanley, 6th year Empire State of the South, 5th year
Gabriella, 5th year Heather, 4th year Bradley, 3rd class
Ben, 2nd year Mark, 3rd year Cedric, 2nd year
Eddie, 5 years old Samantha & lindy hop ( twins ), 6 long time old

George-Alicia Spinnet Ron-Hermione Ginny-Harry
Fred, 4th year rosiness, 1st year Jesse James, 2nd year
Angie, 8 years old Victor Hugo, 9 long time old Albus, 1st yr
Lily, 9 eld old
*all in Gryffindor*

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A/N : I hope you liked it ! My Weaslye-Potter family Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree is above. I hope it helps clear up any confusion. I put Ron & Ginny in there even though I do n't own their small fry. I thought it would be more complete that way. Any similarity between the above ( besides Ron & Ginny 's sept, obviously ) are merely a coincidence.

Thanks as always to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my early sister, and my chum. Thanks to inkheart for their critique. Please read & reexamination !

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter. Nor do I own Nintendo, the Nintendo DS, or fauna Crossing.

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Before Albus knew it, the Christmas Day vacation was over. The rest of the rift was not nearly as eventful as the first-class honours degree few days. The day after Harry came household with the news of Jasmine Lomski 's last, placard, Fleur, Ron, Hermione, and the rest of Albus 's cousin-german left to visit other family. life sentence at the burrow became much calmer. St. James the Apostle and Albus spent much of their time playing Quidditch outside. Harry had let Albus use his broomstick. James was able to help Albus practice his skills as a chaser, and seemed pretty confident by the end of the holiday that Albus would reach the squad next class. Whenever slip was n't working at Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes, he visited and played Quidditch with James and Albus. Lily often hung around while the secret plan were taking shoes and would beg the boys to let her bear a go on one of the Calluna vulgaris. Occasionally, one of them would charter ruth on her and bring her their broom. Eventually, James and Albus realized that they had neglected their prep long enough and had to drop the unhurt last day of geological fault working on it. It took them much longer than usual, as they did not have Rose there to help.

Harry spent much of the last few day of break pop in and out of the Auror office. He left early in the day and came back late in the eve. He always came menage looking tired, and Albus could tell that the investigating was not going well. His mum, grandma, and grandpa, seemed worried as well, although they tried not to mention details in front line of the children. Saint James the Apostle and Albus had tried repeatedly to listen in on their conversations, but molly was much more watchful of them ever since she caught them using extendable ear. She had a hard prison term keeping Teddy out of the conversations, though, because he was of age and out of school. However, Molly prevented Teddy from giving any information to James or Albus.

On his way back to Hogwarts, Albus found himself wandering down the corridor in the Hogwarts express mail with rosebush, yet again looking for a compartment. Only this prison term, he was in hunting of a particular one, the one that John, Matt, and Amanda were in.

About halfway down the train, Albus and Rose spotted their friends in one of the compartments. There was another girl in it, too. Albus recognized her as Matt 's older sister, Amy.

"Hi !"Albus grinned at his protagonist as he entered the compartment and sat down next to John.

"Hi,"everyone greeted him and Rose.

"So, how was everyone 's holiday ?"rosebush asked.

"Great !"John Lackland smiled widely,"Got a good payload of present tense. All my relation were there at some point or another. Saved all my homework for yesterday, but somehow managed to get it done."

"Mine was nice, too,"Amanda answered, as she reached into her bag,"But I 've got to show you cat something."She pulled out a small, rectangular object and opened it to let out two screens, one above the other.

"What the bloody hell is that ?"John asked, gaping at it.

"It 's called a Nintendo DS,"Amanda answered,"I got it for Hannukah. It 's something you play TV games on."

"Oh, I 've heard of picture biz,"John said,"But I 've never seen one before. Do you own any biz for it ?"

"I 've got a few,"Amanda told him,"My favorite is animate being ford. You get to make your own Ithiel Town and animal are your neighbors. I 've named my Ithiel Town Hogsmeade."

"Awesome,"lustrelessness smiled. `` I got one of those a while ago. ``

"I hate to tell you, but that 's not going to wreak at Hogwarts,"rose announced.

"Why not ?"John looked at her like she was crazy.

"Too a good deal 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 let to make for it at habitation over the summer. My parents thought I would like it and it 's fairly fun. They were n't really sure what to get me. They could n't get me anything to do with trick. It was quite strange, really, not being able-bodied to spill the beans much about magic during break.."

"And how was your holiday, lusterlessness ?"rose asked.

Albus turned to count at lusterlessness. He was just now noticing how tire he looked. He also had some nasty looking partially healed excision all over his face and arms. His arms were bruised as well, and he looked like he was about gear up to light asleep. Albus and Rose exchanged glances, but did n't say anything.

"It stunk,"Matt said flatly. He looked at his sister, who gave him a look.

"Why ?"John asked.

"Well, I told you how I hate going to Australia. We spent the whole falling out there, at my grandparents house. They 're so formal, I could n't do anything fun."

"How 'd you get all those baseball swing ?"lavatory wondered, as he stared at a particularly cruddy cut on matte 's forearm.

Matt shifted his middle and once again looked at Amy, who nodded her straits."I fell out of a tree."

"What ? !"John exclaimed,"How 'd you manage that ?"

"Well, you know how inept I am. And I was outside, trying to sustain some fun, because my grandparents wo n't let me do anything in the business firm. I was up pretty gamey and I slipped. I fell all the way to the land, hitting every arm as I went. Got knocked out halfway down. My grandma heard the noise and ran outside and found me unconscious on the ground. She freaked out, saying this is why I needed to stay inside and do homework all day,"Matt informed them. Everyone was staring at him, unable to opine of something to say."Anyway, my mum and dad came rushing out, and I wound up spending a few Day in the hospital down there."

"Whoa,"Amanda whispered,"I 'm happy you 're all rightfulness. That 's shuddery, though."

"Yeah,"John agreed,"Is that why you 're so tired ?"

"Nope, that 's the jet lag,"flatness answered.

"The what ?"

"Jet lag,"Matt repeated,"It 's what you get when you fly to different prison term zona. Your sleep gets all messed up."

"You flew to Australia ?"Albus looked amazed,"Blimey ! That 's a long meter to be on a broom."

lusterlessness laughed,"Oh, no ! We flew in an airplane."

"Wow !"toilet looked print,"But why did n't you just Apparate or something ? Or Flooed ?"

"The Australian Ministry does n't earmark out of country Apparition,"Amy said, speaking for the first meter."And our grandparents are Muggles, so we could n't Floo."

"That 's reasonably awesome,"blush wine told Matt,"My granddad loves all affair to do with Muggles. One of his life 's aspiration is to find out how airplanes stay up."

Everyone laughed. The compartment door opened and Victoire walked in."Hi, Amy ! I 've been looking for you."

"Hey,"Amy greeted her,"Want to persist her with us ?"

"Sure,"Victoire sat down next to Amy. She glanced at matte, who was leaning up against the window."Is your brother ok ?"

"Yeah, he 's finely. 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 tired,"Amy said quickly.

At that present moment, the compartment door opened again to reveal the individual 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 tidings with your cousin-german,"Willinson glared at Albus,"nous if we speak in common soldier ?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I do,"Victoire growled,"Whatever it is, you can say it here, in straw man of all of us."

"mulct,"Willinson turned to Albus,"Just thought I 'd let you know that you 'd break watch yourself, Potty."

Victoire stepped between Albus and Willinson."And why is that ?"

"Oh, you did n't know ?"Willinson smiled at her,"Baby Potty here put that Exploding Eclair on my denture at Slughorn 's company. Him and his small posse here."

"How d'you figure that ?"Victoire continued to stare at him.

"I just know,"he answered,"So, you 'd better lookout out, Potty and friends."

Amy got up and stood next to Victoire."Is that a menace, Willinson ? Because anyone who does anything to my short brother regrets it."

"Oh, maybe it 's a scourge, maybe it 's not,"Willinson sneered at her,"But I would n't worry too much about your sister Brother. Looks like he 's got adequate damage already. Looks like he 's been hit by a truck."

In a straddle of five seconds, Amy had whipped out her wand and had Willinson pinned against the wall, holding her sceptre to his face."Do not tint lusterlessness, or you will learn to rue it. You understand ? Do not do anything to him. I will find out, and you will wish well 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 oral sex Girl here,"Willinson gestured to Victoire, as he pulled out his own wand.

"This header lady friend does not care what Amy does to anyone, if they do anything to her family. And, I can add that if you do anything to my family, you 'll regret it as well,"Victoire pulled out her own wand and pointed it at Willinson,"Now I suggest you get out, before we 're forced to hex you."

Willinson, realizing defeat, scowled and put his verge away. He opened the compartment threshold and with one finally glare at Albus, he left.

"Wow,"Albus muttered, gazing at Victoire and Amy,"I 've never seen him back down before."

"When you 've spent almost seven years in the same castling as him, you learn that he only does something when he has the upper hired hand. He 'd never try anything when there are a span people up against him. Especially people who are better witches and wizards than he is. He 's really quite stupid, honestly. He brags, but I do n't think he 'd win a affaire d'honneur against anyone above 3rd yr,"Victoire told them.

"Every year, he picks a new 1st yr to torture. We 've never been able to figure out why he picks the one he does. Usually it 's the belittled or most panic-struck one. I 've got no thought why he 's picked you, Albus,"Victoire continued,"He was picked on a lot when he was a first year. Ever since then, he 's done the same thing to former first-class honours degree years. It 's pretty low, if you ask me. If he 's got to crucify 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 a lot you could n't recognize him. But anyway, I would not put it past him to try something on you, Albus. Just progress to sure you 're never alone in the corridors and you 'll be okay. He wo n't try anything where there 'd be witnesses or someone to cease him."

Amy nodded in agreement,"Saame with you, mat,"she looked at her brother, but he 'd fallen asleep."And probably the rest of you, too."

Albus nodded,"Who 'd he pick on last class ?"

"James,"Victoire said,"But after Epistle of James pulled a few put-on on him, he gave up. It was quite funny, really. He tried picking on Ben after that, but I stopped him."

"How ?"rose asked.

"He 's got this eldritch crush on me. Has ever since second year. But I 'd never go out with him, of class. 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 shift. Still has n't given up. Somehow he thinks that with shimmy out of the castle, I 'll decide to go out with him."

"It 's the Veela blood,"Amy told them.

"He 's about the solitary 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."

"Well, he does n't. But I do n't know why. It 'll be good for everyone when he 's gone succeeding yr,"Amy stated,"But for now, just make sure you 're never alone in the corridors."

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Once the new terminal figure started, Albus and his champion found themselves up to their ears in homework. The instructor had already started warning them about terminal exams, despite the fact that they were calendar month away. It was n't only the first years that were bombarded with employment. It seemed that all the scholar had more workplace than pattern. The common room often did not empty out until past midnight, with some scholar falling asleep in their recital. The fifth and seventh years were spending Sir Thomas More time than everyone else poring over, due to the fact that their O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s seemed much closer from this incline of Christmas.

Albus and his protagonist tended to divide their time evenly between the common room and the library. They went wherever it was less crowded. Albus and pink wine were finding it difficult to get hold time to research about whatever Hallows were, especially since they were rarely without John, Matt, and Amanda. Albus doubted whether King James was getting any research in either, because Samantha Meyers had increased Quidditch drill to four Nox a week due to the impending Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match.

One Night, Albus and Rose did manage to find time to research because Matt, St. John the Apostle, and Amanda were all doing detainment with Filch. Filch had caught them dueling with Scorpio Malfoy and put all four of them in detention. The only if reason Albus was not involved was because Harry had been speaking to Albus about his pipe dream. They had resumed once he was back in schoolhouse, although they had n't changed at all. rose wine had been talking to Professor Patil about a homework she thought she had messed up on, but it turned out she had a gotten a 100 % on it like usual. Albus had been trying to do a charms essay when Rose came up to him and asked him if he wanted to go inquiry. Albus was all too bore, since his charm essay was not going very well. So, the two first cousin made their way to the library.

"I suppose we could bulge out by researching about the fall of Voldemort,"Rose suggested as they browsed through the book of account,"Since we 're pretty surely it has something to do with that."

"All right,"Albus agreed,"That makes sense."Albus bent down and picked out a ledger,"The Rise and Fall of overlord Voldemort, by Minerva McGonagall. Hmm, McGonagall, that sounds so familiar ... Where have I heard that before ?"

"Professor McGonagall,"Rose reminded him,"She taught transfiguration when our parents were here, and our grandparents. She was in the lastly battle, so that 'd be a good Scripture to look at."

Albus took the Holy Scripture over to a table and started reading it. pink wine found another Word and sat down succeeding to him. Albus decided just to originate at the beginning, as he had no musical theme where Hallows would come into the picture. The first chapter was about Voldemort 's childhood. Albus already knew about that, so it was all basically inspection. But he read intently anyway, just hoping that he 'd register the Book 'Hallows'. However, as the eve wore on, and Albus grew steadily more exhaust, he did not find out anything new.

"Find anything yet ?"he asked Rose.

Rose looked up from her Word, which was entitled The History of the shadow Arts in Great Britain,"No, nothing I do n't already cognize. And no mention of any Hallows."

Albus sighed,"Me either. Curfew 's soon. Why do n't we just take the books out ?"

"auditory sensation good to me,"Rose agreed. She walked over to Madam Pince while Albus followed.

Madam Pince glared at them as they handed her the books. She read the names and gave them a strange look, like she was wondering why they wanted to record them. Albus did n't assemble her gaze, but he knew why she was staring at them. Why would Harry ceramist 's son penury to study about the precipitation of Voldemort ? After she seemed quenched with staring at them, she checked the al-Qur'an 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 program library, they relaxed,"She 's a nutter,"Albus whispered.

"She 's a bit unusual, yeah,"rose agreed.

"Acts like the Scripture are Au,"Albus giggled.

"She thinks we 're up to something, the way she stared at us like that,"blush wine said.

"I know, but that makes sense."

"Yes, I suppose it does. I just hope she does n't narrate 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 close. Dad got in a trouble a few times at the library."

Rose laughed,"Oh, yeah."

Albus and Rose continued their trek to the unwashed room. Once there, Albus quickly went to the dormitory to hide his book of account before his friend came back from hold. But after an hr of waiting for them, Albus fell asleep. It was a ungratified sleep, as he had the Same nightmare he usually had. Despite this, he did not heat up when King John and Matt came in at midnight.

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A/N : Thanks as usual to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my former sister, and my brother ! Please read and review.

I am not certainly when I 'll future update, since I might be in school by the time this validates. I will try to update soon, but I ca n't make any guarantees. But I 'll still be writing ! I am well into the 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 raider for this fic in my new one, so it will experience to hold off a little while to be posted.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter. Or Ron Weasley. Or Hermione sodbuster. I do n't even own the smallest owl in the owlery. Or the owlery for that issue. But I do enjoy writing this for fun !

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"That was barbarous conclusion night !"John groaned as he sat down succeeding to Albus at breakfast the next morning. Albus had awoken early and could n't get back to sleep. Gospel According to John and lustrelessness were both levelheaded asleep, so Albus had just gone down to breakfast with out them.

"I 'll say,"Matt sat down on Albus 's other side and winced as he did so,"I ache all over."mat was just starting to get back to pattern after his tree diagram incident over disruption. In the few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. after returning to schooltime, he had walked very slowly and Albus could tell that he was sore. Albus had assumed he had gotten a few unkept bones from the incident, but never asked, as lusterlessness did n't seem too peachy on discussing it.

"What 'd he take you do ?"Albus asked while he watched lustrelessness rub his arm.

"Clean Moaning Vinca minor 's bathroom,"Gospel According to John answered as he piled his shell with testis and Bacon,"It was torture. He had us do it the Muggle way of course. He had us doing it for 3 hours. We could n't manage to get it cleanse the way he wanted it. And he made lusterlessness scrub the floor, so he had to be down on his helping hand and knees the wholly nighttime. I could differentiate it was making his injuries from falling out of that Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree injury worse, so I suggested to Filch that I could do the story and Matt could do the sink, but Filch said no. He seemed to lease delight in seeing Matt suffer. It was awed. Amanda had to do the toilets with Malfoy. He did something to one of them that made it regurgitate. That was porcine. So she had to clean that one again and lustrelessness had to re-scrub the floor."

"Maybe you should see if gentlewoman Pomfrey can do anything for you ?"Albus asked matt. Matt had only eaten a few bite of toast and was wincing every meter he moved.

"You know she does n't do anything for pain induced by Muggle cleaning,"John said disgustedly.

"Actually, I think I will go see her,"mat mumbled and got up from the mesa,"I 'll see you in Defense Against the wickedness Arts."

Once flatness left, John shook his head,"You know she wo n't do anything to help him."

"I know, she probably wo n't if he says the trauma are from cleaning. But she will if he says they 're leftover from that whole tree matter,"Albus reasoned.

"Leslie Townes Hope so,"John agreed,"He was worse last Nox when we were doing the detention. Filch was horrible to him, told him to scrub faster. And Malfoy smirked at him every time he looked over from his toilets."

"I really do n't like that Malfoy kid,"Amanda added. She had come into the Great Hall and sat down across from Albus. pink wine sat down in mat 's empty seat.

"Detention 's bad enough with Filch, but Malfoy kept muttering about Matt not even being able-bodied to Muggle clean. Filch did n't hear any of it."

"Ugh,"Rose groaned,"I hope I 'm never in detention with him."

"You 're never in detention,"Albus chimed in.

"I know. I never get caught,"she grinned. This was true. Albus knew she had pulled her fair parcel of pranks on the Slytherins, usually involving some kind of dessert from Weasley 's sorcerer Wheezes that turned various eubstance share into different colors. And there was no way anyone could pin it on her.

At that import, the bird of night arrived with the chain mail."look, it 's piece,"blush wine announced as a large tawny owl arrived at Albus 's place. plot of ground was rosiness 's family 's owl."He 's got a letter for you and James."

Albus called James I over and the two of them looked at the letter. Albus opened it and read it silently.

Dear James and Albus,
I hope the new term is going well. I imagine you
disbursal much of your time studying. I have managed
to fix an void classroom for our Occlumency
lessons. They will claim place in the Transfiguration
elbow room on Tuesday and Saturday eve, at eight o'clock.
We will start this Saturday. I 'll see you then.
Say hi to Rose for me.
With beloved,
Aunt Hermione

Albus looked at James,"Well, I guess we 'll go on Saturday."

"Yeah, I suppose. Blimey, I ca n't guess this is going to be fun,"St. James the Apostle responded.

"Probably not. But it 's got to be better 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, cool,"John said,"I wondered when you 'd startle those."

Albus had told lav, matt, and Amanda all about the dreams and Legilimency shortly after they arrived back at the castle."Guess we 're starting on Saturday."

"We 'd better be off to dadaism,"John Lackland reminded them. Albus got up and followed whoremaster out of the lobby, with Amanda and rosebush following.

Matt never showed up in dadaism. Albus doubted that he would because he looked pretty worn out at breakfast. Albus figured his dad must have known that matt was in the infirmary Wing 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 John had a good clock time doing so, as both of them were quite skilled with that particular enchantment. They were the few who were thoroughly at it. Most of the former students had a hard clock time with it, which was why Harry had them practicing it so often. He stressed that it was one of the most important spell to get the hang. Amanda, in particular, was having a hard time with it, but she did grapple to demilitarize Rose once during the example.

magical spell, on the early hand, was another disaster. Professor Washbburn stormed into the room, and Albus immediately stopped talking. He was sitting at his usual back table with whoremaster, Rose, and Amanda.

Washburn quickly ran down the attendance list, stopping at lustrelessness 's gens."Where 's Eckerton ?"he barked loudly. No one answered."ceramist ! Where 's Eckerton ?"

"In the infirmary Wing,"Albus whispered.

"Speak louder !"Washburn screamed.

"I said he 's in the hospital offstage, 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 resolve that interrogative sentence and he sat lower in his seat.

"fountainhead, we 're going to have another attack at levitation today,"Washburn growled,"But we 're not levitating plume this clock time. All of you who are somewhat skilled at this class have managed that already,"he glared towards the book binding table and his oculus rested on Albus."You 'll be levitating playscript, so do n't hit anyone with them. Go on, get started."The class all took out their books and verge, while Washburn took his usual seat behind his desk and glared at them.

Albus reluctantly muttered the incantation and his book moved an inch off the desk and fell back again. He looked at John, rosiness, and Amanda. After a few attempts, Rose had managed to levitate her book, although she received no kudos from their professor. John was capable to do it after a half hour of practice, not receiving any praise either. Amanda was having a bit more fuss, but was still doing better than Albus.

With ten minutes left in the category, Washburn started making his round of drinks to all the students, and much to Albus 's disheartenment, he stopped at his table.

"Well, Potter, let 's see if you 're upright with books than plume. Go ahead, hover it,"Washburn sneered.

Albus muttered the turn quickly and his record managed to get a few column inch off the table before falling back down.

"Do it again,"Washburn glared at him.

Albus did it again, this clip making the book float a fully metrical unit off the table. Albus was so dismayed that he jerked his wand and caused the playscript to start speeding towards one of the windowpane. Albus knew what was going to happen right before it did. The Koran flew right at the windowpane, not stopping when it reached it, and soared straight through. The meth shattered and showered a few bookman with shard. They screamed as the glassful cut their arms.

"Potter !"Washburn shouted,"must you always make trouble in this socio-economic class ? !"

Albus did not say a word, he just stared down at his desk.

"hold ! Saturday nighttime !"Washburn screamed,"You,"he pointed at the student who were showered with glass,"Go to the Hospital flank. The sleep of you, class dismissed."

"Um, prof,"Albus whispered,"I ca n't do detention on Saturday night."

"And why on Earth not ?"Washburn seethed,"I 'll decide when you 'll do detention."

"I 've got a meeting with my aunt."

"Your aunt can wait."

"No, she ca n't. I 'm supposed to get, er, lesson from her,"Albus said, not wanting to reveal 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 champion as they were entering the Great Hall for lunch."That was horrible."

"I know,"St. John the Apostle agreed.

"I hate magic spell,"Albus groaned as he sat down at the table,"I do n't want to do that detainment. It 's gon na be worse now that he 's got to put it off until after Saturday."

"He definitely will,"Rose agreed,"Hey ! matte, you 're back !"

Matt came over to the table, looking a bit better than he did that morning."Yeah, no-good I missed two lessons. I heard about what happened in magical spell. That Washburn 's an idiot."

"So Madam Pomfrey actually helped ?"John looked at Matt in awe.

"Yeah, she did,"mat told them,"And it 's a good thing. I do n't think I could ingest gone to any classes today if she didn't."

"But why ?"John asked,"Did you say the injuries were leftover from the fall ?"

"Nope,"Matt responded,"She knew they were from hold. But she healed them anyway. I guess because I was n't totally over the unscathed shoetree thing. She seemed pretty upset about the whole thing. Kept going on about how irresponsible Filch is and how he should n't take made me do all that cleaning. Said she was going to talk to the Headmaster about it and everything."

"Blimey,"John the Evangelist looked at Matt warily,"I 've never seen her mad about injuries from Muggle cleaning before. Always says we bring it upon ourselves."

Matt shrugged and piled his plateful with intellectual nourishment and started eating, not elaborating on his slip to the hospital Wing.

Albus had a foreign feeling that there was more to the Tree storey than lusterlessness was letting on about. He could recount that flatness was trying to encompass something up, and he could n't help oneself but think about the wolfman research that he and Rose had done over interruption. There had been a full moon over the vacation and Albus kept thinking that the corner story was just a cover up. He saw how Matt had looked at his baby before telling the write up and he seemed a bit leery on telling it in the first place. As Albus started eating his dejeuner, he decided to watch matte carefully around the sentence of the next full phase of the moon Sun Myung Moon, which was in two weeks.

doubling potions with the Slytherins was after lunch that day. Albus thought the class went pretty well. Slughorn lectured on the Shrinking root during the first half and the second half was spent attempting to defecate the potion. Albus was partnered with John, and although their potion was a specter lite than the desired color, both male child thought they did pretty well.

`` What 's that, throne ? '' Scorpius 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 remember it could be ? '' Albus answered flatly.

`` expression more like cat sick, '' Malfoy laughed as he put his potion, which happened to be the consummate colouring, onto Slughorn 's desk. `` Ca n't even brew a simple shrinking solution. ``

`` At least I can disarm someone, which is a whole lot more utile than making potions, '' Albus retorted as he started to leave the way. Malfoy had extreme difficulty in disarming his partner during that morning 's dad class.

`` As if I 'd try disarming if soul were attacking me, '' Malfoy laughed. A few of his buddy giggled behind him. `` A hex would work loads better. ``

`` You know perfectly well that disarming works better than hexes, Malfoy, '' mat had caught up to them in the dungeon corridor, `` Professor Potter says that every prison term we practice disarming. ``

`` And I suppose you 're an expert on denial now, Eckerton ? Judging by the way you looked hold out night, a five year old could beat you in a affaire d'honneur, '' Malfoy sneered at him. `` By the way, rumor has it that Madam Pomfrey actually healed your combat injury from last night 's hold. That true ? ``

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 hurt. My hand 's been aching all day. She glared at me and told me if I should guess about my hand the following time I 'm about to break-dance the prescript, then she shooed me out and said to get to grade. ``

`` trade good for you, '' Matt answered.

`` Well, why ? Why 'd she heal you, but not me ? What 's so special about you ? '' Malfoy asked.

`` I dunno, '' matt glanced around at his friends.

`` There 's something weird about you, '' Malfoy stepped towards Matt.

`` Why do n't you just shut it ? '' John shouted and pulled out his wand.

`` Gon na rescue your friend, Brickston ? '' Malfoy pulled out his own wand, `` Or maybe you could tell me why he 's always in the infirmary annex. ``

`` Do n't reckon I can, '' John the Evangelist answered, `` But I could reach certainly you spend the residuum of the day there, if you like. ``

`` Ooo, gon na duel me ? '' Malfoy turned to Saint 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 mean you 're doing ! ? '' she shouted at Malfoy, once she realized that his wand was still pointed at Matt.

`` Ah, Eckerton 's sis ! Maybe she 'll tell apart 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 organization. And if you point your wand at him again, you 'll rue it. '' She turned around, threw her arm around Matt, and dragged him away towards the stairs.

`` Believe me, I 'll obtain out, '' Malfoy smirked at Gospel According to John, put his sceptre away, and sauntered off towards the Slytherin plebeian room.

`` Blimey, '' John said, once Malfoy was out of hearing, `` He 's mad. ``

`` Yeah, he is, '' Albus agreed, `` He knows something 's up with matte, too. And I do n't remember he 's going to give up until he finds out. ``

`` fountainhead, we ca n't let him find out, then, '' John stated.

`` But we do n't even know for sure ! '' Albus reminded him.

`` True, '' John shrugged, `` But I think we 're right. And Amy 's so protective of him. Did you see her boldness when Malfoy asked her to tell him ? ``

`` She was seething. Just like on the train after break, '' Albus said, while starting to walk up the stairs to the entranceway Hall.

`` We 've got to discover out for trusted. ``

`` He 'll narrate us what it is eventually, '' Albus insisted, `` He 'll pull in that he can hope us. ``

`` That 's the thing, I do n't jazz if he will, especially if it is what we think it is, '' John sighed.

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Thanks as always to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my brother, and my early sister ! Also thanks to inkheart for the review. Please read and review !

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Albus and his Quaker spent the following few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. trying to keep off Malfoy. It was n't difficult since most of their free time was spent in the common room doing homework. Matt was especially wary of Malfoy and made sure to enshroud behind bathroom, who was a head taller than him, whenever they passed Malfoy in the Asaph Hall. Despite this, mat seemed to act like the confrontation with Malfoy had never happened, and did not appear to need to tell Albus or his other friends what his secret was. John did not seem surprised at this, but Albus had thought that maybe after what had happened with Malfoy, Matt might require to confide in someone. Amy also had started keeping a closing eye on lustrelessness after this event, which was odd because during gloam terminus, she would often go a day or two without talking to Matt. Now it seemed that she was checking up on him at least once a day.

`` Hi, guys, '' Amy greeted Albus and his friends on Sat even. Albus, john, matt, Rose, and Amanda were all clustered around a table in the vulgar room, working on versatile homework assignments. `` What 's everyone up to ? ``

`` Homework, '' matte 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 ? '' whoremaster smiled innocently, `` I 've got all tomorrow to do it. ``

Rose sighed, `` You 'd do effective to start it today. ``

`` I know, '' John agreed, `` But right now I 'm enjoying watching you study, while I sit and do nothing. '' rose groaned and went back to her reading.

`` So, '' Amy started, as she sat down side by side to Matt, `` How are you ? ``

`` I 'm OK, '' Matt replied, `` But I 'd be better if you 'd do this essay for me. ``

`` Not gon na happen, '' Amy grinned, `` I 'm gladiola you 're doing good. Have you all been staying away from Willinson ? He has n't bothered any of you, has he ? If he has, I 'll get Victoire to put him in his place. ``

`` No, '' Albus answered, `` Have n't talked to him since the gearing. Strange, really. ``

`` Well, good, '' Amy said, `` Hopefully it 'll continue that way. But do n't go alone anywhere. He does n't give up this quickly. ``

`` We know, Amy, '' matte snapped, `` You 're not our mum. ``

Albus looked up from his work at the sound of the impending statement. He could bear sworn he saw Matt 's center flash gold, but they were back to their usual blue within a second.

`` Jeez, Matt. I 'm just making for certain he does n't annoy 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 flatness mumbled and continued arguing in softer articulation.

Albus glanced over and saw that she was working on her astronomy charts. She had been having a tough time in astronomy all year. `` need any serve ? ``

`` Ugh, '' Amanda groaned, `` It 's astronomy. I 'm wish-wash at it. I 've been doing this chart for the retiring hour. Anyone know when the next full synodic month is ? ``

Both Amy and matte jerked their chief toward Amanda. `` Two week from tonight. The 24th, '' lusterlessness whispered quickly, then looked back at Amy. Amy glared at him and they resumed their argument.

`` Uh, thanks, '' Amanda looked cautiously at both mat and Amy, and then started writing furiously on her chart.

Albus glanced across the tabular array at rosebush, who was already trying to take hold of his attention. The cousins looked at each other for a few second, and then quickly returned to their homework. Nobody said anything for a few minutes, with the exception of Amy and matte, who were still arguing. However, they were doing so so quietly that Albus was unable to construct out any of the words.

`` Blimey ! '' James II had walked over to the table and standing derriere rose. `` Who died ? ``

`` Huh ? '' Albus looked up from his work.

`` You 're so quiet ! '' King James I replied.

`` Oh, uh, '' Albus glanced at Amy and Matt, `` They were arguing about something. ``

`` Ah, sibling dearest, it 's a wonderful thing, '' James grinned, `` So, you ready to get your judgment read by Aunt Hermione ? ``

Albus looked up at the clock, it was quarter to eight, `` Bloody snake pit, I forgot about that ! ``

`` thoroughly thing I remembered, '' James River said.

`` Yeah, '' Albus put his books into his bag and got up, `` I 'm ready. ``

rose got up as well, `` I 'm going too. I want to see Mum. ``

`` Ok, '' James turned around and started walking towards the entrance.

`` good portion, '' John waved as Albus followed his brother. Amanda waved, but did n't look up from her study. Matt and Amy were too busy arguing to notice Albus and rose leave.

Albus, James, and Rose left the coarse elbow room to retrieve a abandoned corridor. `` safe, no one 's out here, '' rosiness whispered.

`` Why ? '' James asked.

`` Wanted to verbalize to you two alone about our, er, inquiry, '' Rose answered. `` Have either of you found anything ? ``

`` Nope, '' Albus told her, `` I 've been reading bits of McGonagall 's Word of God before I go to bed every night. It 's the solely time I can do it in secret. I just pull the hangings closed, and everyone thinks I 'm sleeping. ``

`` I 've been doing the same thing, '' Rose revealed, `` But I have n't so practically as read the word 'Hallows'. ``

`` Er, I have n't even found a record book to say yet, '' James confessed.

`` fountainhead, find one soon ! '' Rose scolded, `` We 've got to happen out what our parents are hiding from us ! ``

`` I know, I know, '' James said.

`` I 've read a couple so far, and madam Pince keeps eying me when I check them out, '' Rose told them, `` But I 've got a feel we 're not going to feel anything in books. ``

`` Really ? '' James grinned, `` Are you doubting ledger ? ``

`` Shut it, Henry James, '' rose warned, `` I 'm going to start looking at the old vaticinator articles they have in the subroutine library. ``

`` Sounds good, '' Albus said as they rounded the corner and walked towards the Transfiguration room.

When they walked in, Hermione was standing near a endocarp drainage area that Albus recognized as the Pensive. Hermione was pulling sentiment out of her head with her scepter and placing them into the basin. Albus wondered if maybe those opinion had to do with what his parents were keeping from him. If only he could see the memory board without Hermione knowing.

Hermione turned around when Albus shut the door behind them, `` Hi, boys ! '' she greeted.

`` Hi, '' James and Albus said back.

`` Oh, and Rose, you 're here too ! '' Hermione walked over to her daughter and gave her a hug.

`` Hi, Mum ! ``

`` How 's term going ? '' Hermione asked.

`` Oh, pretty good, '' Rose answered, `` onus of homework, but I 'm getting it done. I 'm afraid I lost a few detail on the last Charms essay. I hope I did n't, though. ``

`` I 'm sure you did ticket on it, '' Hermione reassured her. `` How about you two ? How are your course going ? ``

`` All right, '' James replied, `` But I 'm afraid I lost more than just a few points on my live Charms essay. '' James laughed.

`` And I 'm not so trusted you did fine on it, '' Hermione responded, `` And you, Albus ? ``

`` Oh, it 's going well, I suppose, '' Albus told his aunty, `` And I 'm afraid I completely failed the spell essay. ``

`` Do n't interest, I 'm certain you at least scraped a release degree, '' Hermione said.

`` I dunno, Washburn hates me. ``

`` Professor Washburn, and I do n't think that 's true, '' Hermione told him, `` But that 's not why we 're her tonight. Tonight, you will start learning Occlumency. Rose, are you staying ? ``

`` Can I ? '' pink wine asked, `` I 've read a bit about Occlumency and it sounds very interesting. ``

`` Of grade you can stay put. I do n't imagine I will take you do any practical work, but you 're receive to learn the theory, '' Hermione informed her.

`` You mean, we 're going to have reading to do ? '' Saint James asked disgustedly.

`` Of course of instruction, '' Hermione laughed, `` What did you expect ? ``

`` I dunno, Dad 's Occlumency lessons were all practical, '' James reminded her.

`` I know, but I feel it 's proficient for you to learn the theory as well, '' Hermione informed them, `` Now, could you all sit down ? ``

Albus, Saint James, and pink wine all sat at the table closest to the teacher 's desk.

`` goodness, now I 've got some books for you, '' Hermione picked up two books and placed them in forepart of Albus and James, `` Rose, I did n't do it you 'd be studying this as well, so I do n't take in a Holy Scripture for you. You can look on with your cousins and if you decide to keep coming to our deterrent example then I 'll get you a book, too. ``

Albus looked at his Word. It was entitled, Legilimency and Occlumency : The Art of Seeing Others'Thoughts and Protecting Your Own Mind.

`` Creative title, '' King James I whispered and they both laughed.

`` surface the books to page five, please, '' Hermione told them, `` Now, as you are both cognizant, Legilimency is what is used to see into another person 's idea, or as some say, read their thinker. 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 departed. When the person is awake, they feel an odd esthesis in their head, kind of like a headache, but not exactly. They often also see their own memories. If the person is asleep, then they often have strange dream or dreams about their retentiveness. ``

`` Hey, Voldemort 's in this book ! '' Rose exclaimed. Albus notice that she was leafing through the start 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 perfect model of why Legilimency and Occlumency are both very dangerous if used in the unseasonable way. Voldemort was able to tell exactly where his Death eater loyalties really lay, as well as stay fresh others from knowing his innermost persuasion and secrets. ``

Hermione continued her lecturing for a one-half hr, giving a brief overview of the first chapter. This chapter explained what Legilimency and Occlumency were and went over the fundamentals needed to try Occlumency. James and Albus were expected to read the world-class chapter and reply a few questions before the next class.

`` Now, for the next half hour, I 'd like to start the practical scene 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 older, you go first, '' Albus told his brother.

`` All right, '' Saint James stood up and pointed his scepter at his aunt.

`` Remember, there 's no spell. You 've got to fill up your mind. Take a few minute to try to enlighten all thoughts from your head. ``

James lowered his sceptre and started to gaze directly at the paries behind Hermione. After a few minutes, a blank facial expression appeared on his face.

`` trade good, '' Hermione said, `` prepare ? ``

James looked back at her with a nervous look on his face, `` I suppose. ``

`` Legilimens ! '' Hermione shouted.

James looked horrified as he stared at his aunt. He dropped his wand and pressed his handwriting to his os frontale. Hermione continued to manoeuvre 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 fountainhead. Hermione lowered her wand and walked over to him.

`` Are you all right ? '' she asked, extending her helping hand for James to grab.

`` Fine, '' James mumbled as he took Hermione 's hand and stood up again, `` It 's just, that 's exactly what it felt like when soul did that to me during detention. ``

`` That 's because that was what someone did to you during detention, '' Hermione explained.

`` But I did n't get wind anyone shouting 'Legilimens', '' Saint James the Apostle told her.

`` They were doing it non-verbally. We 'll get to that point in our moral eventually, but for now I will do it verbally so you know what 's going on, '' Hermione said, `` Now, that was a pretty secure attempt for the first fourth dimension. You see now how hard it is to come together your creative thinker. ``

`` Yeah, '' Henry James agreed as he sat back down.

`` Your crook, Albus, '' Hermione announced.

Albus had momentarily forgotten that he, too, had to have his aunt record his mind. He got up, his nub beating fast. He had never had Legilimency performed on him while he was awake, and he did not know what to expect.

`` Try to elucidate 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 Matt was a lycanthrope or not. He was also constantly thinking about what 'Hallows'could possibly be. Not to refer the reason why he was having these lessons in the first space. It was difficult not to cerebrate about someone seeing his thoughts.

`` ready ? '' Hermione asked. Albus nodded with a nervous look on his face.

`` Legilimens ! '' she shouted.

The schoolroom seemed to disappear as Albus was thrown into his own store. He was four years old and St. James the Apostle had stolen the toy broom he had received on his birthday. Henry James was flying it around while Albus chased him. The fit changed and he saw the time he dropped a sharp knife onto his base, but instead of slicing it heart-to-heart, the knife just bounced off it. He had been four then, as well, and that was the first charming thing he did. The panorama changed yet again and Albus was seven and was playing with his cousins at the burrow. Then he was at nursing home, reading his Hogwarts letter. The scene changed for a final examination metre, he and Rose were sitting in rosiness 's sleeping room at the burrow, researching about werewolves. Albus 's core meter faster. He could n't let his auntie see that.

`` No ! '' Albus exclaimed, and the schoolroom reappeared in front of him. He glanced around and was half surprised that he was still standing up, since James had collapsed during his attempt.

Hermione was looking at him and then she glanced at rosiness, then back to Albus. She had obviously seen a bit of the last memory. `` Well, you actually managed to finish me, although not by formula means of Occlumency. But that is very good for a first try. What was that stopping point remembering ? ``

`` cypher, nothing, '' Albus replied quickly, averting his gaze from his aunt.

`` Very well, I think that is enough for tonight. Albus, James, keep practicing. Try to conclude your minds before you go to bed. I 'll see you all on Tuesday. Good destiny with all your class. And try to behave yourselves during Charms, '' Hermione added.

`` We do ! '' King James insisted, `` prof Washburn just does n't like us. ``

`` Be that as it may, you do need to egest his class, '' Hermione reminded them, `` Good night. ``

`` Night, '' Albus, James, and rose said as they left the classroom.

`` So, what was that retentivity that you did n't require my mum to see ? '' Rose asked curiously once they were out of earshot of the classroom.

`` Later, '' Albus whispered, glancing at James.

`` Blimey, that 's some strange hooey, Legilimency and Occlumency, '' Saint James the Apostle announced after a few bit of quiet, `` But you seem expert at it, Albus. ``

`` Maybe, '' Albus responded.

`` considerably than me. I could n't do anything during it. Just kind of forgot everything except the computer memory 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 off time. And anyway, I 've got to think of something better to do than just shouting out random things. masses will think I 'm a nutter if I 'm just shouting out 'no'all the time. ``

James laughed, `` Well, I already know you 're a wacko. ``

`` Oh, shut it, James, '' Albus laughed and punched James II in the arm. James punched him back and they continued that until they reached the Fat gentlewoman. Rose followed behind and muttered something that sounded like 'boys'.

When they arrived back at the common room, King James immediately went to his dormitory so he could severalize his friends 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 aunty Hermione to cognize about that. ``

`` Why not ? '' Rose asked.

`` I dunno, really. I mean, it 's not like she had a trouble with shimmy 's dad. I guess she just came awfully fold to seeing our other research, '' Albus explained.

`` unspoilt full point, '' Rose agreed, `` But you know, you 've got to drill this. What if she does come up out about that ? She 'll tell Uncle Harry. ``

`` I know, I know, I 'll exercise, '' Albus assured her.

`` Good, '' Rose seemed satisfied, `` Now, we 'd better get to bed. Good night. ``

`` Night, '' Albus said as he walked to the doorway to the dorm. As he lay in bed trying to get to sleep, listening to Bilius 's snore, he tried to fill up his idea. 'Think about nada ,'he kept repeating in his mind. But it did n't puzzle out, because Albus yet again had the same nightmare.

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During the next two workweek, tenseness ran high between the Gryffindors and Slytherins. As the impendent Quidditch match grew nearer, there were more and more duels in the corridors. These usually resulted in diverse role player having to go to the infirmary Wing. Luckily, no one had been severely injured yet. However, both Houses were starting to be very protective of their histrion. Samantha Meyers forbade anyone on the Gryffindor team from wandering the corridors alone. She was also getting Sir Thomas More and Sir Thomas More acute with her practice schedules. Samantha had started scheduling a practice for every Nox of the week. Every even, the Gryffindor team came trooping back into the common way well after dark, looking tired and worn out. Slytherin was also practicing each day, but they got an earlier metre in the evening.

Nightly Quidditch praxis did not bode well for James 's Occlumency moral. He had asked Hermione if he could cut the deterrent example until after the mate, but she would not allow it. St. James the Apostle grudgingly skipped his Quidditch praxis, much to Samantha 's dismay. She was not happy about James missing practice. Hermione actually sent her a letter, which got her to stop torment Saint James the Apostle about practice.

Albus thought he was making a bit of progress with his Occlumency. He had been reading the Holy Writ and doing the homework, although he did not enjoy it. Occlumency was like having another class to take, so he wound up with more homework than the rest of his classmate. Albus had not yet succeeded in preventing Hermione from entering his psyche, but he usually managed to force her out after a small piece. He was relieved that he had so far prevented her from discovering his Hallows enquiry. Despite this, he was still having unknown nightmares a couple of nights a week. Henry James was not making nearly as much progress as Albus. He had yet to stop Hermione 's Legilimency at all, and was still collapsing on the floor occasionally. James was getting increasingly fed up with Occlumency and did not enjoy the moral at all.

As the Quidditch lucifer, and the full moon, grew closer, Albus started to catch lustrelessness for signs of illness. The day before the lucifer, Matt almost slept through breakfast. John had to wake him up before he left for the Great Hall. Albus watched him throughout dada and noticed that he was much Thomas More tired than usual. He kept his head on the desk the integral class and did n't film any bank note. Harry did not say anything about this, which Albus idea was unusual because whenever anyone else fell asleep in early social class, the teacher woke them up. Albus could n't remember a fourth dimension when someone fell asleep in DADA, though, because usually that class was exciting.

`` Are you ok ? '' Albus asked Matt as they were walking to Charms.

`` mulct, '' matte responded. He was walking a bit irksome than usual, `` Just tired. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus said warily, `` But if you want to go to the hospital Wing during Charms, I 'll volunteer to take you. ``

`` I will too, '' John agreed, `` Anything to get out of that class. ``

The male child immediately stopped talking once they entered the Charms classroom and went to their usual back table. Once he sat down, Matt put his head down on top of his rule book. Washburn stormed into the room a few seconds later and started taking attendance.

`` I 'm lecturing today, take out your note of hand, '' he barked at the class. Everyone silently found quill pen and lambskin as Washburn pointed his verge at the display panel. preeminence appeared on it and Albus started copying them down. Washburn started talking and droned on for about half the period without stopping, even when pupil raised their hands to ask questions. Albus did not glance up to calculate at him at all. Once he finished copying his notes, he looked over at Matt and noticed that he had fallen asleep. Unfortunately, Washburn had noticed, too.

`` Eckerton ! '' Washburn shouted while he walked towards the back table, `` This is not nap time ! ``

`` I do n't conceive he 's feeling well, sir, '' John said tentatively.

`` I did n't ask how he 's feeling ! '' Washburn growled at John. `` Now heat up and pay tending ! '' he shouted again.

mat slowly picked up his headspring and stared at Washburn, `` Huh ? ``

`` I said this is not nap meter ! '' Washburn screamed.

`` Oh, sorry, '' lusterlessness mumbled. He stared down at his book and rested his head on his hand.

Washburn grumbled something incoherent and got back to his speech. matte kept his nous up the rest of the class, but did n't train any billet. Although he did go to uranology after lunch, Matt did not seem to pay practically attention in that class either. After class was over, he went up to the residence hall and slept straight through dinner.

`` What other explanation could there be ? '' rosebush wondered aloud in the common room that nighttime. She, Albus, John, and Amanda were sitting around a tabular array after dinner party. The pre-Quidditch lucifer excitement kept the chaos and randomness in the common elbow 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 crazy every full phase of the moon lunation and leaves overnight. When he comes back he 's still nauseated and he 's got harm. ``

`` I 'm sure he is one, '' John agreed, `` Just desire he tells us soon, or I 'm just going to let to tell him I know. It 's gon na be intemperate to hide that we know. ``

`` reckon how knockout it is for Matt ? Hiding that from everyone, '' Albus reminded him.

`` True. ``

`` So, who thinks we 'll win the match tomorrow ? '' Albus asked, changing the subject.

`` I do ! '' John shouted, `` With your cousin 's new ling, we 'll be unbeatable. ``

`` Definitely, '' Amanda agreed, `` I ca n't waitress to see it in action. ``

`` You 've really gotten into Quidditch, have n't you ? '' rosebush giggled.

`` Sure have, it 's so often sound than football, '' Amanda told her.

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The match was to be held in the other afternoon, which was a bit later than the previous Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff match. Albus and his friends spent the former division of the day playing Wizard 's Bromus secalinus and Exploding centering in the vernacular room. Matt seemed too tired to recreate anything, so he laid on one of the couches and watched the biz. Albus noticed the Gryffindor team huddled in one corner of the room, reviewing last minute maneuver. James looked a bit nervous, which was intelligible considering the cobbler's last couple landed him in the Hospital Wing.

The aurora dragged by, but eventually, everyone started to make their way down to the pitch after lunch.

`` Should be a skilful game, '' 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 one, '' can told him.

`` That 's what I 've heard, too. Dad says they were usually the most commove single in his days here, '' Albus informed John.

`` precondition could n't be worse, though, '' John lamented. He was right. The weather was not cooperating for a plot of Quidditch. Although the visibleness seemed to be a bit better than Gryffindor 's last match, the snow was falling at a truelove rate and it was bitterly cold.

`` Hopefully it wo n't last as long as last clip, '' Rose pulled her cloak tighter, `` I 'm freezing. ``

`` Me, too, '' mat agreed. He was already shivering, and was a few gait behind everyone else.

Albus and the repose of the group slowed down to allow Matt to enamour up with them. `` fountainhead, I just hope Henry James does n't get injured again, '' Albus said.

`` Leslie Townes Hope not, '' Amanda agreed.

The five foremost old age made their way through the crowds and found their way to a few ass on Gryffindor 's side of the base. As they were walking slowly to match flatness 's tempo, they were some of the last hoi polloi in the bandstand. They found their seats just before the commentary started.

`` Welcome to the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin peer ! '' Todd Smith shouted over the bunch, `` This is a highly awaited equal that should prove to be as shake as always. The weather 's brutal, but that should n't stop a well trained team.

`` And here come the teams ! starting time onto the pitch shot is the Gryffindor team. Captain Samantha Meyers, followed by GA Weasley, Fred Weasley, Heather Weasley, Bradley Weasley, Ryan O'Malley, and James River 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 Lance 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 referee, Alan Oteski, had the captains shake hands, and the teams were off.

`` Professor Oteski releases the Quaffle, Bludgers, and sneaker, and the players are up ! Quaffle goes to Fielding and he 's flying towards the Gryffindor goal mail service. Oh, decent Bludger body of work by O'Malley ! Quaffle goes to Meyers, she flies down the delivery, passing to the two Weasley pursuer. And ling Weasley scores the initiatory end ! ``

The Gryffindor team scored three goals within the start five minutes. Slytherin had not managed to get any finish past Georgia.

`` Of course, the exciting contribution of this game is Georgia Weasley 's new heather. It 's a Firebolt 3000. The firm Calluna vulgaris yet ! It seems to be proving itself in this game. What with Georgia 's unbelievable skill, and that broom, I 'd be surprised if Slytherin scores any destination at all ! '' Sweeney Todd shouted excitedly.

`` She 's amazing ! '' John the Evangelist exclaimed, `` I want one of those brooms ! ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus agreed, `` I flew it over holiday. It was amazing. ``

`` Wow ! Think she 'd let me hinge upon it ? '' Saint John asked.

`` Maybe. If you come to my place over the summertime, I 'll ask her, '' Albus told him.

`` Awesome ! '' John grinned.

`` Another finish scored for Gryffindor ! Making the sexual conquest 40-0 in favor of Gryffindor ! Fred Wealsey has the Quaffle, he 's storming up the pitch, headed to the Slytherin goal post. Ouch ! Hit in the cover with a Bludger sent from Naiser. Odele has the Quaffle now and is headed towards Georgia Weasley. She passes to fielding, who attempts to score a goal. And saved ! Wow, I did n't think a broom could move that fast, '' Sweeney Todd was jumping up and down at the observer 's podium now.

`` Flint does not depend happy, '' Albus commented.

`` No, he does n't. wait like he 's gear up to hex someone, '' John agreed.

`` Would n't put it past him, '' blush wine chimed in, `` These lucifer are known to get ugly. ``

The game continued for a while, with Gryffindor scoring a few more than goal. Slytherin did manage to get one goal after Flint sent a Bludger at Georgia right when Odele was attempting to score.

`` imagine this match will last much longer ? '' Matt asked.

`` Dunno. Does n't see like St. James or Dabney have seen the sneaker yet, '' Albus peered out at the field. `` They 're just hovering above everyone else. Looks like they 're trying to quell out of it. I can see why. The Bludger oeuvre is getting filthy. ''

And it was. All the Gryffindor chaser were sporting some form of injury. Empire State of the South 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 catch the Quaffle.

Albus looked over at matt. He was sitting down, shivering, with his drumhead resting on his handwriting. `` You ok ? ``

`` I guess. I just hope the match is done soon, '' flatness winced.

`` want to go back inside ? '' Albus asked.

`` No, I 'll be OK, '' 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 headspring, causing him to neglect the Quaffle. But it 's caught by Meyers ! She passes to heather, who scores another goal !

`` Flint appears to throw abandoned the Bludgers and is soaring up towards Potter and Dabney. What 's he up to ? Meanwhile, Bradley Weasley hits a well aimed Bludger towards fielding, who drops the Quaffle. Back to Flint. It appears that he is getting into an disceptation with Dabney. I wonder what they 're saying ? Hope it 's important. Looks like his disregard of beater duties has caused his uninjured Chaser to get hit. ``

Flint turned his head around and flew straight towards Georgia. Odele was flying towards the goal posts with the Quaffle. `` What 's he doing now ? He 's grabbed handle of GA 's ling ! Foul ! flint has grabbed Empire State of the South 's Scots heather and appears to be preventing her from keeping ! Foul ! '' Todd screamed angrily. Odele took vantage of the situation and scored a goal.

Oteski blew his tin whistle, `` Penalty shot for Gryffindor ! unneeded grabbing of opposing keeper 's broom handle. Honestly, you should hump bettor ! Such an obvious foul ! And that end does not count ! ``

`` Gryffindor captain, Meyers, easily scores the penalization dead reckoning, bringing the grade up to 130-10 Gryffindor, '' Lord Todd announced, `` Slytherin chaser, Fielding, manages to get the Quaffle and is flying towards the Gryffindor goal Wiley Post. Bradley Weasley sends a Bludger towards him and, ouch ! He 's knocked off his broom. Lucky for him, he was low to the undercoat. But looks like he 's out for the quietus of the game, probably broke his arm or something. ``

`` This is gravel ! '' John exclaimed, `` I 've never seen Quidditch like this. I wonder if Slytherin 's ever lost by this very much before. ``

`` I dunno, '' Albus responded, `` But I do n't think their searcher 's very good. All she 's doing is following James around. And Flint River was yelling at her for something. ``

`` Probably telling her just to catch the sneak so they can end the wretchedness, '' John laughed.

`` James better catch the canary soon, '' Matt groaned, `` I do n't think I can take much Thomas 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, '' Matt moaned, `` Maybe. ``

`` expression like ceramicist 's seen the Snitch ! '' Sir Alexander Robertus Todd shouted. James IV had started speeding towards the Gryffindor end situation, 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 birth surrounded ceramist, protecting him from Naiser and Flint River. Blimey ! I 've never seen anything like it ! And it worked ! Potter caught the Snitch ! ``

The crowd erupted into hand clapping, Gryffindors storming the ground, lifting James up into the air. They started walking back to the palace. The Slytherin team was looking murderous and Flint was screaming at Dabney.

`` Let 's go, '' Rose said, looking at Matt.

`` Oh, effective, '' mat moaned as he slowly stood up.

`` You want to go to the Hospital Wing ? '' Albus asked.

`` No, I do n't conceive so, '' matt said, leaning on lav for support.

The five booster slowly made their way up to the palace. By the sentence they got there, everyone else had already made it back. It took them a piece to wax the steps to Gryffindor tower, but eventually, they made it.

When they entered the commons room, a party was already in full swing. matte made a beeline for the dormitory and did n't look back.

`` Albus ! '' Henry James came running up to him, butterbeer in hand, `` We did it ! Beat Slytherin ! They are pathetic. And here I was, thinking they actually had a good squad. No way they 're in the running game for the Cup now. Blimey, losing 10 to 300 ... ''

`` You did slap-up ! '' Albus grinned at him, `` Dad would be very majestic. ``

`` Proud of what ? '' a articulation came from behind them.

Albus turned around, `` Dad ? ! ``

`` What are you doing here ? '' James IV asked.

`` Came for the company. Blimey, things have n't changed a bit. The parties after we beat Slytherin were always best. Anyway, congratulations, James ! ``

`` Thanks ! ``

`` We 're not being too loud, are we, prof ceramicist ? '' Samantha Meyers had come over to see what was going on.

`` No, 'course not ! '' Harry grinned, `` Ca n't expect you to be smooth after that win. Just quiet down by midnight. ``

`` Sure, no problem ! It was amazing, was n't it ? '' Samantha said excitedly.

`` Oh, it was vivid, '' Harry agreed. Harry and Samantha quickly settled down to rehashing every bit of the match, and were soon joined by Georgia.

`` Never grow out of Quidditch, right ? '' James laughed.

`` Right, '' Albus agreed, `` Honestly, I thought it 'd be a bit strange having him as our teacher, but it has n't been weird at all. ``

`` Yeah, it 's been pretty orderly. ``

******

The party in the Gryffindor common room lasted well into the evening. virtually of the Gryffindors did not even go down for dinner. Albus 's cousins had managed to add a serious bit of food up to the park way, so there was really no indigence to go to the Great Hall. Harry left shortly before dinner, though, so he could link up the rest of the staff for the meal.

`` Honestly, I 'll never get any work done with this stochasticity, '' Rose sighed. She, Albus, trick, and Amanda were sitting around one of the tables in the rough-cut way eating sweets. Rose was the only one trying to get any body of work done.

`` Why bother ? You 've still got tomorrow, '' john commented, `` Hey, I got your dad, Albus. '' John Lackland held up a umber toad frog card.

`` I do n't see why everybody 's got to party so late into the even, '' pink wine said, `` It was n't that spectacular a win. Slytherin was atrocious. ``

`` That 's the dot, '' St. John the Apostle told her, `` Slytherin 's usually got a pretty good squad. It 's the rule of the thing. Gryffindor and Slytherin are immense rival, and when we beat them, it 's a ground to keep. Even if they 're applesauce. ``

`` Whatever, '' rosebush put her fingers in her ear and continued to read.

`` And their new Seeker 's atrocious, '' Albus said, `` I bet she could n't see the Snitch if it was in good order in front line of her face. ``

`` Yeah, she 's no match for James, '' John agreed, `` I 've heard from some of the older students that he 's as upright as Ted lupin was. ``

`` fountainhead, he should be, '' Albus laughed, `` Teddy 's been training him ever since James could get on a broom. I think they started when Saint James the Apostle was about five. ``

`` But he 's got it in his pedigree, too, '' Amanda chimed in, `` I mean, Albus, your dad was the best quester Gryffindor 's ever seen. And your Uncle Charlie was a bang-up Seeker, too. Plus, your mum played for the Holyhead Harpies. ``

`` Yup, '' Albus grinned, `` Quidditch is a high priority in my home. ``

`` guesswork rose wine just did n't get any of those Quidditch factor, '' King John poked rosiness and she jumped.

`` Shut it, lav, '' Rose told him, `` Where 's lusterlessness ? ``

`` Still sleeping, '' Albus said, glancing at the doorway to the dormitories, `` Been there ever since the end of the equal. ``

`` Well, why do n't you go check on him ? '' rosiness suggested.

`` All right, '' Albus got up from his chairwoman and walked to the dorm room. When he got there, he saw that Matt was wakeless asleep in his bed.

`` mat ! '' Albus whispered, `` Hey, lusterlessness ! Get up ! '' Albus lifted flatness 's arm up and it fell limply back onto the mattress when he let go. `` Wake up ! '' Albus shouted a piddling louder.

`` Huh ? Wha'? '' matte groggily lifted his head and grimaced.

`` You all right ? '' Albus asked with a look of care on his face.

`` Ugh, '' Matt groaned and sat up. `` What sentence is it ? ``

`` Almost six, '' Albus told him.

`` Ohh, '' lustrelessness slowly got up off the bed and swayed, `` I 've got to go to the Hospital wing. ``

`` well, I 'll consider you, '' Albus grabbed Matt 's arm so he would n't fall.

`` No, I 'll be ticket, '' mat said.

`` No, I 'm taking you, '' Albus insisted. Matt did not dissent any encourage and leaned on Albus for musical accompaniment. They made their way down into the common elbow room, where the political party was still in wide swing. Albus led matte straight out of portrait hole and into the corridor towards the Hospital Wing.

`` C'mon, we 're almost there, '' Albus said as they walked down a trajectory of stairs.

`` I think I 'm going to be sick, '' Matt groaned and clutched his stomach.

`` It 's ok, we 'll be there soon, '' Albus winced under Matt 's weight. Matt was leaning on Albus more and more by the arcminute, `` Madam Pomfrey will fix it. ``

`` No she wo n't. She ca n't, '' Matt 's voice wavered as he talked.

`` Here we are, '' Albus opened the door to the infirmary backstage and led Matt inside. madam Pomfrey was waiting and rushed over to Albus and Matt.

`` It 's ok, dear, add up on, '' she pulled matte away from Albus and let him angle on her, `` I 'll take away it from here, Albus. You 'd trump go back to your uncouth room. ``

Albus turned to leave behind, but not before seeing Madam Pomfrey soothing lustrelessness, who had started to cry. Albus shut the door, wishing he could do something to aid. Matt seemed to be doing worse this month than he had the by months. He had n't seemed any different during the past few sidereal day, but maybe he was just good at hiding his emotions. Albus had forgotten to focus on figuring out what matt was feeling in the day leading up to the replete moon due to being preoccupied with homework and Occlumency lessons. Why did this calendar month seem worse ? What was going on ?

Albus pondered these view as he walked slowly back to the vernacular room. How could he convince flatness that it would be safety to enjoin Albus his secret ? Would he ever distinguish ? And more importantly, was there anything anyone could do to help ?

`` Something troubling you, Potty ? '' a cold voice said. Albus looked up and saw Quinton Willinson, flanked by two other Slytherns, standing at the top of the stairs that Albus was climbing. `` illusion a saunter by yourself ? ``

`` Go away, Willinson, '' Albus growled as he reached the top of the stairs.

`` It 's a free rook. Not curfew yet. I 'm exempt to wander the corridors just as you are, Potty, '' Willinson sneered at Albus.

`` Just leave me alone, '' Albus tried to walk past him, but the 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 fingers and his cronies pulled out their sceptre and pointed them at Albus, `` And now you 'll pay. ``

`` Expelliarmus ! '' Albus shouted, and Willinson 's scepter flew out of his hand and landed on the trading floor. A split second later, two jets of light came from the other two Slytherins 's wands and hit Albus in the pectus. Before he knew what was happening, he stumbled backwards and fell down the stairs. He blacked out halfway down, and the last matter he saw was Willinson and his two friends running in the antonym 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 induce 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 retentive than usual.

Thanks as usual to my babe and now official beta, Dancer Of Starlight. Thanks as well to my pal and my other sister. Please read and go over !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry thrower

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`` You have no approximation who did it, then ? '' Albus heard his dad ask.

`` No, when Neville found him, there was no sign that anybody else had been there, '' madam Pomfrey whispered.

`` Well, when I find out who did it, there 'll be trouble, '' Albus heard a kick and he figured his dad had just slammed his clenched fist onto something hard.

`` Harry, please be a bit quieter. I 'm certainly whoever it is will be punished. ''

`` I 'll be for sure of that. ``

Albus opened his eye and looked around. He was in the infirmary Wing. Judging by the shadow outside, it must have got been the middle of the night. He had no idea 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 pain in his brain 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 osseous tissue ! '' Madam Pomfrey pulled Harry away.

`` Neville found you a brace hours ago. You were laying unconscious at the bottom of one of the staircases. It was obvious you 'd shine down, but it looked like mortal had stunned you as well. You 've got a crack up skull, a few broken costa, and a broken arm. '' Harry answered, once he sat down in the professorship next to the bed. `` But who did it ? ``

`` Quinton Willinson, and two former Slytherins I do n't know, '' Albus told him.

`` What year are they in ? ''

`` Willinson 's a seventh year, I dunno about the others, '' Albus answered.

Harry slammed his hand onto the bedside tabular array and stood up, `` Seventh year ? ! Bloody hell ! What in the public figure of Merlin 's saggy left- ''

`` Harry, calm down ! '' Madam Pomfrey rushed over to pick up the water jug that had fallen off the table.

`` Sorry, '' Harry resumed his tail end, `` But honestly, what one-seventh year gangs up on a initiatory year ? ``

`` Victoire and Amy Eckerton warned me. They said he picks a start yr every year to torment. And they told me not to go anywhere alone, because he never picks a battle unless you 're alone. Apparently he 's not a very good dueler. But I totally forgot about that when I took Matt here, '' Albus looked around at the empty beds around him, `` By the way, where is he ? ``

`` Nothing to concern about now, '' ma'am 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 forgotten about that. Right after I disarmed him, the early two stunned me and I fell down the stairs. ``

Harry grinned, `` Brilliant. You 're corking at disarming. And if the early two were n't there, you 'd have been fine. But, it 's hard to disarm three thaumaturge at once. ``

`` It 's getting late, I think you 'd ameliorate give Albus a probability to sleep, Harry, '' Madam Pomfrey came over holding a chalice of potion.

`` All right, '' Harry stood up and gave Albus a gentle hug, `` I 'll be back in the morning. G'night, Al, I love you. ``

`` Love you, too, '' Albus awkwardly hugged his dad back, `` Good nighttime. ``

`` I 've got a potion to avail you kip, '' gentlewoman Pomfrey handed him the potion, `` pledge up. ``

Albus took the chalice and downed it in one gulp.

`` Knew it was only a subject of time before you showed up here, '' ma'am Pomfrey muttered, `` Potters seem to be ineffectual to save themselves out of this shoes ... ''

*****

`` What happened, Poppy ? '' Albus heard somebody ask.

`` Bad transformation, really bad, '' Madam Pomfrey replied grimly.

`` What can you do ? '' the voice asked, Albus recognized it now as Neville.

`` I 'm really not sure, '' Madam Pomfrey sighed, `` I 'll administer the usual potions and mend the pearl, but other than that ... I 've got to adjoin St. Mungo 's. ``

`` I 'll do it, '' Neville announced, `` Is Albus ok ? ``

`` He 'll be exquisitely, '' madam Pomfrey assured him, `` I 'll celebrate him here until tomorrow morning. ``

Albus heard Neville farewell and dame Pomfrey tug the curtains shut around one of the beds. She moved quickly around the room whispering to herself and loudly grabbing bottles off of shelves. Albus opened his center briefly and saw that the bed at the end of the row had the drape shut. That 's where Matt was. And Albus had been right. He was a werewolf. Any doubt that Albus had was gone. He felt disturbed with dread at the thought of matte going through that shift every month. Stuck with a curse that prevented him from living a normal life story. Albus knew what life was like for a werewolf. He heard about Teddy 's dad 's life. After Hogwarts, what would Matt do ? Would he be able to get a job ?

`` Are you awake ? '' Madam Pomfrey came bustling over with a breakfast tray, `` estimable, eat up. ``

`` Is Matt going to be ok ? '' Albus asked nervously.

`` Never you mind, '' Madam Pomfrey answered as she walked back to Matt 's bed and disappeared behind the curtains. She spent much of the future hr bustling back and forth between Matt 's bed and her cogitation, where Albus could see her consulting account book and mixing potions. Albus watched her and noticed she looked much more worried than common. What was going on ?

Neville returned about an hour later, followed by a tall, balding man in birdlime green robes. Albus recognized them as Healer robes. Madam Pomfrey came out from behind the curtains when she heard the door undecided and walked quickly over to the two men.

`` I 'd better go retrieve Amy, Poppy, '' Neville announced.

`` Yes, I suppose you should, '' Madam Pomfrey answered, `` poor dear will be worried barf when she sees him. ``

`` I know, '' Neville sighed and left the room.

Madam Pomfrey turned to the former man, `` Oh, thoroughly, they 've sent you, Healer Sterling, '' she welcomed the Healer with a sigh of relief, `` I was afraid they 'd direct one of the trainee therapist. ``

`` No, no, I insisted on coming, '' healer Sterling assured her, `` I 'm the one in bursting charge of the study- ''

gentlewoman Pomfrey cut him off and gestured to Albus 's bed, `` Shush ! We 'll discuss it shortly. Albus, why do n't you land up your breakfast ? ``

`` I 'm not hungry, '' Albus mumbled.

Madam Pomfrey 's brass softened, `` Albus, matt will be ok. You must n't concern. ``

`` 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 situation, '' madam Pomfrey said as she and Healer Sterling walked towards mat 's bed, `` Now, it 's best for you to get some rest period. ''

dame Pomfrey drew her wand, muttered a spell, and she and the two men disappeared behind the curtains. 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 Madam Pomfrey really was not sure whether Matt would be ok. Albus sat pondering about what could be wrong, when a loud bang jolted him out of his thoughts.

Albus turned around in his bed and noticed that the banging was coming from the door. Madam Pomfrey ran out from behind the curtains and headed towards the room access. `` Who 's there ? '' she shouted.

`` pink wine Weasley, '' Albus heard his cousin 's voice, `` Why are the doorway 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 restrained, '' Madam Pomfrey said through the closed door.

`` Is it matt ? '' rosiness asked, `` Because he 's still not back yet. ``

dame Pomfrey sighed, `` Yes. ``

`` We 'll be quiet, '' rose answered, `` I promise. ``

`` Oh, all right, '' ma'am Pomfrey opened the door, `` But only for a little while. ``

rose walked through the door, followed by John, Amanda, and James River. `` Oh, Albus, are you all right ? '' she whispered as they neared Albus 's bed.

`` I 'll be alright, '' Albus told them.

`` What on earth happened ? Never saw you after you took mat here last night, '' John asked. He, James, Amanda, and Rose sat down on the bed next to Albus's.

`` Met up with Willinson, '' Albus groaned, `` Him and two other Slytherins. ``

`` He 's bother, I tell ya, '' William James shook his foreland, `` Drove me mad until Victoire talked to him finish twelvemonth. ``

`` Yeah, well, he does n't appear to be listening to Victoire this year, does he ? '' Albus responded, `` Anyway, I disarmed him, but his two friends stunned me at the Lapp metre and I fell down the steps. Got knocked out halfway down and woke up here. ``

`` Whoa, are you ok ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I 'm okay. Got a few ruin pearl, but they 're healed now. My pass still hurts, though, '' Albus rubbed his forehead.

`` We were so apprehensive when you were still gone this morning, '' rose told him, `` Went straight to Uncle Harry 's cogitation and he told us you were here. By the way, he said he 'd be visiting later this dawn. ``

`` Dad was here last Night, too, '' Albus said, `` He 's really angry about it. He 's going to gift Willinson consignment of detention. ``

St. John the Apostle grinned, `` Excellent. He 'll finally be getting what he deserves. ``

`` well, I 've got to get going. Quidditch practice, '' St. James the Apostle announced as he got up from the bed.

`` But you just had a match yesterday, '' pink wine shook her head.

`` Energy n't weigh. Sunday 's one of our usual exercise Clarence Shepard Day Jr., '' Saint James reminded her. `` Glad you 're meliorate, Albus. '' James waved and left the room. As he left, Neville, Victoire, and Amy came rushing through. Amy ran straight to mat 's bed with tears in her centre 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 lustrelessness here. He was pretty nauseated last night, and it did n't occur to me that I 'd be walking back to the common way 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 full cousin were just extra parents.

`` Well, Uncle Harry 's furious, so I do n't recollect you 'll consume to occupy much anymore, '' Victoire told him, `` I heard him talking to Slughorn earlier. Apparently, Harry and Professor Longbottom are going to take good turn overseeing his detentions and let 's just say he 's not going to have practically free prison term in the coming workweek. ``

`` Good, '' Albus responded.

`` I 'd better be off, '' Victoire said, `` I 'm due to tutor Saint Mark in Transfiguration in a few minutes. I was just with Amy, she started getting hysterical when Neville came and found her in the common room. But she would n't tell me what 's going on. I do n't suppose you know ? ``

`` Nope, '' Albus said.

`` wellspring, I 'll see you later, '' Victoire started to guide 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 need gentlewoman Pomfrey to pick up. ``

Rose, toilet, and Amanda climbed onto Albus 's bed. `` What about him ? '' John asked.

`` He 's a werewolf, '' Albus muttered.

`` What ? '' John exclaimed a bit too loudly, `` How do you fuck for sure ? ``

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered, `` He was n't here last dark when I woke up. And this morning, professor Longbottom and Madam Pomfrey brought him here, but he was unconscious mind. ``

`` I knew it, '' Rose whispered.

`` Anyway, Madam Pomfrey said he 'd had a really bad transformation, '' Albus told them, `` He 's still unconscious mind. And there 's a therapist from St. Mungo 's here. They 're all behind the curtains on lusterlessness 's bed. They wo n't tell me anything. They casted Muffliato, so I ca n't learn anything. ``

`` flesh, '' Rose groaned, `` Adults never let us know anything. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` But what are we going to do about Matt ? ``

`` Well, we 've got to see out how to differentiate him we know, '' lav answered.

`` I do n't know about that, '' Albus responded, `` There 's a reason he 's not severalise us. I think we should let him differentiate us. ``

`` How do we hide that we know, Albus ? '' John asked.

`` We just do, '' Albus said adamantly, `` Anyway, it 's got to be harder for flatness to restrain this secret than us hiding the fact that we know. He 's got to tell us sooner or later. ``

`` I think Albus is decent, John, '' Rose agreed, `` He 'll tell us soon. This has got to be something he tells us. He has to be ready. ``

`` mulct, '' Gospel According to John sighed. The four Friend sat in silence for a moment, succumbing to their own thoughts about lusterlessness 's lycanthropy.

dame Pomfrey and healer Sterling came rushing out behind the curtains, and once they did, the Muffliato charm broke.

`` I think I can treat him here, Poppy, '' Sterling said to Madam Pomfrey, `` I do n't call back there 's any motive to propel him to St. Mungo 's, unless he gets uncollectible. ``

`` Oh, good, '' gentlewoman Pomfrey sighed with fill-in, `` That must think it 's not as bad as I thought. ``

`` No, it 's not quite that bad. It will take a spell to treat, but he will recover perfectly ok, '' Sterling assured her, `` Right now I 've got to take these tone back to St. Mungo 's and consult with some other therapist. I 'll also get hold of his parents. I should be back sometime in the afternoon. Just hold on administering the potions every hour until then. ``

`` I 'll see you later, then, '' ma'am Pomfrey bade him goodbye as he left the room.

`` I think it 's time for you three to pass on, '' she announced, `` Mr. Potter needs his eternal sleep and he 's got to take a few Thomas More potions. ``

`` See you, Albus, '' whoremaster got up and started towards the door.

`` Bye, '' Amanda followed behind John.

`` gladiolus you 're ok, '' pink wine got up, `` When do you get to leave ? ``

`` Tomorrow dayspring, '' brothel keeper Pomfrey answered.

`` Can we see Matt ? '' rose asked.

`` Absolutely not, '' gentlewoman Pomfrey said sternly, `` He 's in no condition for visitors. ``

`` Ok, ok, '' pink wine responded, `` Bye, Albus. ``

`` Bye. ``

******

Throughout the rest of the day, healer Sterling popped in and out of the infirmary flank, bringing with him various potions from St. Mungo 's. Shortly after lunch, Matt 's parents showed up and they stayed until the evening. Everyone kept using the Muffliato charm against Albus, so he was unable to listen in on any conversations. Eventually he gave up on trying to find oneself out any information about mat 's term and fell asleep. Madam Pomfrey let Albus pass on the infirmary Wing other Monday cockcrow, while breakfast was still going on in the Great Hall. Albus was quite bored with the hospital wing and once brothel keeper Pomfrey had deemed him well, he ran straight to the Great Hall. John, Amanda, and blush wine were all sitting together, whispering.

`` Albus ! '' John shouted once Albus had sat down next to him, `` All undecomposed then ? ``

`` Yeah, I 'm hunky-dory, '' Albus assured him, `` Bit hungry, though. '' Albus piled his photographic plate with eggs and toast.

`` We were just talking about Matt, '' rose wine informed him, `` How is he doing ? ``

`` I 'm really not trusted, '' Albus said through a mouthful of goner, `` I could n't take heed a tidings anyone was saying. They 're being very closemouthed. ``

`` Is he waken yet ? '' Amanda asked.

`` No, he 's not, '' Albus sighed, `` At least I do n't think so. The number of conversation that I have been capable to get word are mostly about figuring out how to wake him up. ``

`` No hazard of visiting him, then ? '' can wondered aloud.

`` Do n't think so, '' Albus told him, `` I mean, dame Pomfrey 's still keeping the door locked. You have to say who you are and what you want in monastic order to get in. The only single who 've been allowed to visit are his parents and Amy. ``

`` Oh, '' John sounded thwarted, `` I hope she lets us in soon. ``

`` Scorpius Malfoy tried to get in, '' Albus lowered his vox, `` in conclusion night. ``

`` What the hell did he need ? '' Saint John the Apostle growled, `` Slimy git. ``

`` Wanted to find oneself out what 's wrong with Matt, '' Albus answered, `` He 's way too nosy. Anyway, he banged on the doorway and told Madam Pomfrey he had a nose bleed. But he 'd only taken a Nose Bleed Nougat, because once he got in, I saw him eat the other half and the rakehell stopped immediately. While Madam Pomfrey was shutting the door after him and locking it, he ran over to Matt 's bed. ``

`` He did n't see him, did he ? '' Rose asked anxiously.

`` No, the curtains were up. Amy noticed him and she was looking murderous. She yelled at him to go away and mind his own business organisation. Then Madam Pomfrey came back over and noticed he was n't bleeding anymore and made him leave. Said she was going to tell Slughorn about it. I hope he gets detention. ``

`` Wow, he does n't pay up, does he ? '' John responded.

`` No, he does n't, '' Albus agreed, `` We 're gon na have to be careful about him. ``

`` Post is here, '' Amanda looked up and commented on the bird of night swooping into the room.

`` Albus, look, '' rose pointed to a copy of the Daily Prophet that had been delivered to the girl sitting across from them.

Albus glanced at the paper and immediately noticed what Rose was showing him. The front Sir Frederick Handley Page headline was 'Mysterious Deaths Mystify Ministry Aurors'with a rather turgid picture of Harry below it. Albus turned to Rose, `` What 's that about ? ``

`` I do n't do it, but I do n't like the sound of it, '' rose wine answered. `` Can I take up that ? '' she asked the girl.

The girl looked at them, and then the clause, `` Sure, but I 'd like it back when you 're done. '' She gave them one hold up flavour and then turned to her supporter and the two of them started whispering.

Rose took the newspaper and put it in between her and Albus.

Mysterious Deaths Mystify Ministry Aurors

It started with the murder of Hogwart dadaism teacher, Eric Torro, in the beginning of September. Supposedly, the Aurors looked into the death immediately, but there have been no leads. Harry potter, the Boy Who Lived, the Chosen One, capitulum Auror, and Hogwarts dadaism teacher, has been leading the probe. But are his teaching duties getting in the way of his Auror responsibility ? There have also been no leading in the death of Jasmine Lamski, which occurred a calendar month ago. We asked if these deaths are connected, but the Auror federal agency responded with 'no remark'. Do they make love more than they 're telling us ? It is these kinds of murders that remind many of us of Lord Voldemort 's meter of threat. Could there still be darkness Wizards among us ? Is the Auror agency doing enough to hold on them ? And more importantly, should Harry Potter be teaching kid when his efforts are obviously needed in the Auror Office ? Despite this, Harry Potter assures the Wizarding World that things 'are under control and there is no pauperization to occupy .'People are being murdered and the murderer are not being caught. It might indeed be sentence to worry.

`` That 's applesauce ! '' Albus shouted when he finished the article.

`` What ? '' John asked, trying to understand upside down.

`` Read this, '' Albus grumbled as he handed John and Amanda the paper. `` Who wrote it ? '' he asked Rose.

`` Rita Skeeter, '' blush wine told him.

`` public figure ! '' Albus shouted, `` She 's always twisting the verity. ``

`` Does n't look like the teacher are too happy about it, '' Rose pointed to the staff mesa, where all the instructor were whispering amongst themselves. Most of them wore facial expression of worry and anger. The only if one who was n't whispering was Washburn, who was glaring at the students, just like he usually did. Harry was noticeably wanting from the table.

`` Blimey, '' John the Evangelist let out a low whistle, `` That 's the way to scare off everybody. ``

`` There are n't really still Dark thaumaturgist 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 corresponding Voldemort 's coming back or anything. If my dad says there 's nothing to worry about, then there is n't. ``

`` Ok, but it 's still scary, '' Amanda responded.

`` That 's what Rita Skeeter wants, '' Albus informed her, `` That 's what she does. She 's rarely ever written anything that 's she has n't stretched the truth. ``

`` But what about those dreams and Legilimency ? '' rosiness 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 think it required an article that strikes worry and fearfulness into everyone. No one besides you lot and my family know anything about those dream. So to them, it 's just like someone just started randomly killing a few people. ``

`` That 's true, '' John agreed, `` Where 's your dad ? ``

`` I dunno, '' Albus told him, `` I saw him hold out night in the infirmary Wing. He 's probably at the Ministry, trying to smoothen 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, '' Saint John exclaimed, `` That would n't be mighty. I 'm certain the Aurors are doing a trade good job. ``

`` Quiet ! '' Professor Kendrick had stood up. The room fell silent as he did so. `` Thank you. Now, I 'm trusted most of you have read today 's presence Sir Frederick Handley Page article in the prophesier. I want to tell you all that we are perfectly safe and there is no motive to worry. Certain diary keeper often have the habit of stretching the truth in society to scare hoi polloi, and that is what is going on here. The Aurors are doing everything in their king to catch whoever murdered Professor Torro and Jasmine Lamski. I also need to inform you that pappa lessons will not take place today, because Professor ceramicist is spending the day at the Auror agency and the Ministry, trying to calm everyone down. If you have DADA today, please use the clip to study for your approaching examination. That is all. '' professor Kendrick sat back down and resumed his conversation with Neville.

Once Kendrick had finished his language, whispering resumed amongst the students. Anyone who had not seen the clause before, was now scrambling to find a copy of the oracle.

`` Well, what 're we going to do with our free period, then ? '' John asked. The Gryffindor low years had DADA first that day.

`` I 've got homework to end up, '' Amanda groaned, `` Essay for Herbology. ``

`` Ugh, do n't prompt me, '' Gospel According to John groaned as well, `` I have n't finished it either. ``

`` fountainhead, then you do take reminding ! '' Rose exclaimed, `` I finished that over the weekend. ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus commented.

`` Why do n't we go finish it, then, John ? '' Amanda suggested, `` The common way will be pretty quiet with everyone off in class. ``

`` Fine, '' john reluctantly agreed. He stood up and headed off with Amanda to finish the essay.

`` That could n't cause worked out better, '' rosebush whispered to Albus, `` Now we can go to the library and resume our enquiry. ``

`` trade good thinking, '' Albus told her, `` I 've finished that other Quran. Returned it a few Clarence Day ago. I 'd better get another. ``

`` I 've looked through three, but there 's loads others, '' rose wine informed him. She started walking out of the Great Hall, with Albus following, `` But I have n't found anything utile. ``

`` Me, neither. ``

Albus and Rose were pleased to receive that the subroutine library was rather empty. There were a few old pupil who had a free period, but all of them seemed too meddlesome studying to notice the two first yr. They headed straight to the book shelf that held the Book they had previously looked at.

`` Are we really going to have to look through all of these ? '' Albus wondered aloud.

`` Hopefully not, '' Rose said as she pulled out a rather boastfully Quran, `` Once we find something about Hallows, we can end. ``

`` I 'm beginning to doubt if that 's going to happen, '' Albus responded.

`` I sure hope we find something soon, '' pink wine opened her book and glanced quickly at the table of table of contents, `` Exams will be in a few months, so we 're going to have to start studying More, which means lupus erythematosus meter for this. ``

`` Yeah, maybe we 'll get lucky today, '' Albus hoped, `` Want to go find a table ? '' He had picked out two Word to front at.

`` Sure, '' Rose followed Albus into a seclude part of the library, away from madam Pince and the other educatee. They read silently for fifteen minutes.

`` well, this Holy Scripture 's downright trumpery, '' Albus closed his commencement book, `` 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 account book and opened the other one, `` This looks a bit better. ``

`` wellspring, look who it is ? '' someone said from behind Rose.

Albus glanced up. `` And what do you want, Malfoy ? ``

`` Just seeing what you 're up to on your free time, '' Malfoy smiled smugly, `` I 'm assuming you read the article. ``

`` Yeah, I did, '' Albus said coldly, `` But it 's not true. Just person trying to stir up trouble. ``

`` Never can tell, though, can you ? '' Malfoy sat down at their table, `` The Ministry 's often still things up. ``

`` What do you know about that ? '' Rose asked.

`` Nothing, cipher, just poppycock I 've overheard my father saying, '' Malfoy looked over at the book pink wine was reading.

`` A history of Creator Voldemort, '' Malfoy read the deed of conveyance, `` Interesting championship. Why are you reading it ? ``

`` Just a bit of setting reading, never can hear too much. ``

`` Hmm, '' Malfoy looked at Albus, `` So, I hear you got into a bit of a duel the other day. ``

Albus turned red, `` Uh, yeah. ``

Malfoy smirked, `` Ca n't really take on three seventh years. ``

`` He disarmed Willinson, '' Rose said angrily, `` And is it really your business ? ``

`` No, not really, but I still want to know. ``

`` I could 've taken on Willinson, '' Albus added, `` He 's frightful at dueling. But his two teammate got me. ``

`` That 's confessedly, Willinson 's dueling skills leave a lot to be desired, '' Malfoy agreed, `` But he 's wise enough not to duel without others on his face. ``

`` good for him, '' Albus mumbled.

`` Well, we 'd better be off to appealingness, '' Rose slammed her book shut and got up.

`` Yeah, bye, '' Albus muttered and followed Rose. They checked out their Scripture, which got them more inquiring spotlight from Madam Pince, and headed off to Charms.

good luck charm was surprisingly uneventful. Professor Washburn did inquire where Matt was, but he seemed fill with 'in the Hospital offstage'as an solvent. doubling Herbology went as usual, although Neville seemed kind of tense and distracted during the class. Albus had assumed this was because of Rita Skeeter 's article. Both John the Divine and Amanda had managed to finish their essays, although John 's was n't long enough.

`` We should see if we can chatter mat tomorrow eventide, '' rosebush announced at dinner.

`` Definitely, '' King John agreed, `` If Madam Pomfrey lets us. ``

`` I ca n't, '' Albus said, `` I 've got Occlumency tomorrow. ``

`` Oh, that 's powerful ! '' rosebush responded, `` I 'd completely draw a blank. I 'll just skip that lesson, then. ``

Albus laughed, `` Well, you do n't even give birth to do it anyway. ``

`` I know, but it 's really concern stuff. ``

`` I hope lusterlessness 's ok, '' Albus said in a worried pure tone, `` Madam Pomfrey seemed so worried. ``

`` I wonder how long he 'll be stuck in there, '' John the Divine asked.

`` I dunno, '' Albus answered, `` I just hope he 's conscious now. ``

`` We should probably work his homework, '' blush wine suggested.

`` That 'll inspire him up, '' John said sarcastically.

`` He needs to do it if he 's going to keep up with classes ! ''

`` True, '' John agreed, `` Speaking of homework, has anyone finished that essay for Slughorn that 's due tomorrow ? ``

`` I did, '' pink wine said, `` But let me hazard, you have n't ? ``

`` Nope, '' whoremaster grinned, `` Want to lend me your greenback ? ``

`` Not really, '' Rose shook her head.

`` I finished it, '' Amanda added, she had been rather quiet throughout the whole conversation. Albus could tell that the mind of lusterlessness being a wolfman freaked her out a little bit. He could infer, considering up until a few months ago, she had n't even known loup-garou were real. But he did hope Amanda would n't start treating lusterlessness differently.

`` commodity, I 'll use your notes ! ''

`` I 'm not quite finished with it either, '' Albus informed them, `` I 've just got to write three more than inches, then it 'll be done. ``

The four friends finished up their pudding and headed back to the rough-cut room. St. John worked on his essay with Amanda 's help, while Albus finished his. Rose did other preparation, and eventually she decided to help privy as well.
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A/N : Longest chapter yet, I think ! I did n't need to burst it up because then it would have got been two really inadequate chapters. And I know when I read stories, I prefer longer chapters.

Thanks as usual to my baby and beta Dancer of Starlight, and my Brother and former baby. Thanks as well to inkheart for the reviews.

I 'd also like to share that it was about a year ago that I started writing this. So, happy birthday to the story ! I finished it about six months ago.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter, or any of his many relatives.

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Shortly before seven the next eve, King James and Albus headed to Occlumency, while John, rosebush, and Amanda went to the Hospital backstage. As it turned out, the teacher told Rose that they had already sent Matt 's homework to the Hospital Wing and there was no need for her to gather up it.

`` People talking about that article in your classes ? '' Albus asked his sidekick on the way to the Transfiguration classroom.

`` Yeah, '' James responded, `` They always break off right when the teacher comes in, though. ``

`` Everyone in my year have been whispering about it. They try to talk quietly so I ca n't hear them, but I can, '' Albus informed him.

`` That 's what it 's like for me, too, '' James 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 severe danger. Always within earshot of me, too. ``

`` Git, '' Albus growled.

`` I heard he scared the Scheol out of the Hufflepuffs in Charms today. Said he heard all the demise Eaters had broken out of Azkaban and no one had caught them yet. load of rubbish. Got away with it, too, because Washburn was n't in the elbow room yet. ``

`` Probably would n't have mattered if he was in the elbow room, '' Albus muttered, `` Slytherins can do no damage in his center. ``

James II opened the door to the Transfiguration room and walked inside, Albus followed. Hermione was already there.

`` Hi, boys ! '' she smiled and gave them each a hug.

`` Hi, Aunt Hermione, '' Albus and James greeted her.

`` When 's Dad coming back ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yeah, secure interrogative, '' Saint James chimed in, `` And what 's with that article ? ``

Hermione 's smile faded and she gestured for the boys to sit down. `` He 'll be back later tonight, so do n't worry about that. And as for the article ... Well, you both know that nigh everything Rita Skeeter writes is wish-wash. ``

St. James the Apostle and Albus nodded.

`` That article was written for the sole intent of scaring people. All the it did was raise questions. The article itself was just a burden of doubt. The slaying do prompt people of Voldemort 's reign, so it was quite prosperous to just write this article and mail people into a panic. The fact that the Aurors have no hint in either murder just fueled the fire. But I can assure you that whatever is going on, your forefather and the other Aurors are taking caution of it. And he is perfectly open of teaching here and heading the Auror section, '' Hermione told them.

`` So there is something going on ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, of line something 's going on. There have been two inscrutable execution, and someone is trying to see your thoughts, '' Hermione explained, `` But it is nothing the Ministry ca n't handle. ``

`` So, do you make love what 's going on ? '' James II asked.

`` Your dad has a few intimation and he has expressed them to me, but I ca n't tell you them, '' Hermione answered, `` Now we 've got to start the lesson. Open your ledger to foliate 50. ``

Albus and Epistle of James opened their books and Hermione lectured them for a half hour. Albus found this part of the lessons extremely oil production, but every lesson started this way. Albus did n't carry any dissimilar from his auntie Hermione, who was always trying to get him to read a lot of account book. Eventually, the bawl out voice of the lesson was over and the virtual voice began.

Albus had been getting better at Occlumency. He had yet to prevent Hermione from entering his mind, but usually managed to storm her out after a few minutes.

`` Albus, you first. ``

Albus got up from his chair and stood in front of his aunt. `` Remember to shut your idea. Legilimens ! '' she shouted.

Albus stood there, being flooded with his own memories, for a few min. He saw Saint James levitating Albus 's drinking glass of pumpkin succus at finally summer 's kinsfolk reunion, the meter he got lost in a Muggle food market memory board when he was five, and the initiative time he ever rode a ling. Albus concentrated hard on blocking out all persuasion, and he was able to push Hermione out of his mind.

`` just job, Al ! '' Hermione congratulated him, `` It took you less sentence than live on moral. ``

Albus tried two more fourth dimension, both times producing the same issue as the first, and then he sat down to find out James.

Saint James the Apostle had been having a much more difficult time than Albus. He had only been successful once, and it had taken him nearly ten minutes. This clock time proved to be no different, and after fifteen minutes, William James had not been able to force Hermione out of his thinker. The shoemaker's last try, he had even wound up laying on the level. Hermione had thought that was enough, and James I and Albus went back to the vulgar room.

`` How 'd it go ? '' pink wine asked, when Albus sat down succeeding to her. Rose, John, and Amanda were all sitting at one of the tables, doing homework.

`` Pretty unspoilt, '' Albus answered, `` It 's taking me less time to get your mum out of my creative thinker. But James ca n't get her out at all. ``

`` He 'll get there eventually, '' Rose responded.

`` Did you get to see flatness ? '' Albus asked as he pulled out his Potions homework.

`` No, '' privy said sadly, `` He 's still unconscious mind. And Madam Pomfrey still has the doors locked. She 's got a really short toughness, too. ``

`` Yeah, Scorpius Malfoy was skulking around ! '' Rose exclaimed, `` We went up there and he was trying to listen in through the door. ``

`` Little git, '' Albus muttered, `` So what happened ? ``

`` We told him to go away, but he would n't, '' john explained, `` He whipped out his sceptre and tried to hex Amanda, but missed her. Madam Pomfrey came out when she heard the commotion and told him to get back to his common room or she 'd get Slughorn. Then she told us mat was still unconscious and we would n't be able to see him. ``

`` Malfoy 's really got to stop investigating this, '' Albus responded, `` He ca n't find out. He 's got to mind his own business. ``

`` We ca n't let anyone rule out, '' Rose agreed.

`` But he 's still not up ? '' Albus sighed, `` Whatever is going on, it sounds really bad. ``

`` I know, '' Rose shook her head.

`` well, his birthday is next workweek, '' John reminded them.

`` Oh, yeah, on the one-sixth, Wednesday, '' Albus remembered.

`` I think we should do something for it, '' St. John the Apostle stated, `` Even if he 's still in the Hospital extension. ``

`` I bet he will be, '' rosiness said, `` But we can still do something if we 're allowed in. ``

`` Let 's plan it, then, '' John Lackland announced, `` Our first Hogwarts birthday party. Because you guys did n't do anything for mine, '' he added.

`` Your birthday was over the holiday ! '' Rose lightly smacked him with her DADA book.

`` I know, '' John the Divine grinned, `` Anyway, we could bestow some food into the Hospital Wing and have the party there. ``

`` Great thought ! '' Albus grinned.

`` But none of us know where the kitchens are, '' Amanda reminded them.

`` No job, '' Albus glanced around the common room, `` Oi ! Tom Bradley, Mark ! '' he waved his two full cousin over.

`` Whatcha want, Albus ? '' Tom Bradley asked as he sat down in an empty electric chair at the table.

`` We 're going to take in a minuscule birthday party for our friend, flatness, '' Albus told them, `` But none of us know where the kitchens are. So, since there 's a Hogsmeade visit on Saturday, could you get us some poppycock ? ``

`` Sure, no problem, '' Mark said, `` Butterbeers and some hooey from Honeyduke 's sound estimable ? ``

`` Yeah, that 'd be great. ``

`` What should we get him for a introduce ? '' rose wine asked.

`` Hmm, I dunno ... '' John stopped to remember, `` hooey from Weasley 's is always good. ``

`` How about a Chudley Cannons Garden State ? '' Albus suggested.

`` Sounds beneficial ! '' John agreed. Rose and Amanda nodded their heads.

`` Anywhere in Hogsmeade that you could get one of those ? '' Albus asked his cousins.

`` The Quaffle Shop should possess 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 have to yield us money for everything, '' Mark told them.

Albus, John, rosiness, and Amanda each forked over a couple reap hook and handed them to Mark.

`` Ok, we 'll get the stuff and give it to you when we get back, '' Omar Bradley said, and he and sign rejoined their friends on the other slope of the green room.

`` It 's really rotten luck that he 's going to be in the hospital Wing on his birthday, '' John commented.

`` Yeah, but we 'll try to cheer him up, '' Albus reasoned.

`` What if Madam Pomfrey does n't let us in ? '' Amanda wondered.

`` She better, '' Rose stated, `` But she 's got to, it 'll be his natal day. If anything, we can always get Amy to let us in. ``

`` True, she 'd be able to convince madam Pomfrey. She 's got some temper, '' John laughed.

`` Just as long as we do n't ask her too many interrogative sentence, '' pink wine said, `` Amy obviously does n't require anyone knowing about matt 's, er, problem. ``

`` We wo n't, '' Albus told her, `` Hopefully lady Pomfrey will just let us in and we wo n't demand Amy to do any convincing. ``

rose wine glanced at her watch, `` Well, it 's getting kind of late. I 'm going to bed, '' she started packing up her Word, `` Did you all polish off your homework ? ``

`` Yep, '' they all answered.

`` Good night, then, '' Rose got up and walked over to the female child 's dormitories.

`` I guess I 'll go to bed, too, '' Albus put his al-Qur'an away and got up.

`` Me, too, '' John and Amanda put their stuff away. Amanda caught up with blush wine and followed her up the stairs.

lav headed up to the boy 's residence hall with Albus. As Albus got set for bed, he thought about Matt 's birthday party. He hoped that Matt would be up for it, and that Madam Pomfrey would let them in. Hopefully, they would be capable to have got the party and that it would jolly up him up. He also wondered how much longer Matt would be able to continue his secret from his friends. Albus only hoped that someday, he would trust them enough to state them. He got into bed and his sentiment drifted to Scorpius Malfoy and how suspicious he was about flatness. Would they be able to keep him from finding out ? And what would chance if he did find out one day ? The view of Scorpio finding out worried Albus right until he fell asleep.

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`` His ideals will be realized, '' a cold voice surrounded Albus.

`` Whose ideals ? '' Albus asked.

`` The one you fear the most, '' the vocalism answered. It was coming from a dissemble material body that was circling Albus. They were in a dark, minuscule room. Albus was sitting in a hard chair in the middle.

`` Voldemort ? '' Albus responded nervously, `` But he 's dead. ``

`` It does n't count ! '' the voice screamed, `` There are others to contain out his program ! ``

`` They 're all in Azkaban. '' Albus tried to do out who the cloaked figure was, but it was too sorry.

`` Not all of them. There are some who roam free, '' the figure whispered in Albus 's ear, `` Now, perhaps you can facilitate me. ``

`` Sorry, I ca n't, '' Albus glared at him, feeling braver than he had a second ago.

`` Oh, I think you can, '' the figure pulled out his wand and pointed it at Albus. He muttered a spell and Albus 's deal and base became bound by witching rope. `` Now, maybe you can tell me where the Hallows are ? ``

Albus 's eyes widened and he stared at the man, `` What do you live about Hallows ? ``

`` Not nearly as much as you do, '' the man answered, `` Now secernate me where they are ! ``

`` I do n't know ! '' Albus shouted, feeling the rophy squeeze his hands. He winced in pain.

`` I 'm trusted you do ! ``

`` NO ! I do n't ! '' The roach dug into his wrists even more as he felt the circulation to his hands being cut off.

`` Tell me ! '' The man forcefully shook Albus 's chair. `` You do n't want to live what I 'll do if you do n't ! ``

`` But I do n't even cognise what Hallows are ! '' Albus screamed in nuisance, `` What are they ? ! ``

`` You know perfectly well what they are ! Now say me where they are ! ``

`` NO ! ``

`` William Tell ! '' the man shook the chair so grueling it fell over, taking Albus with it. He screamed as his head teacher hit the common cold, operose floor.
`` Albus ! '' an anxious voice whispered, `` stir up up ! ``

`` No, no, no, I do n't know what they are ... '' Albus moaned in his sleep.

`` It 's just a pipe dream, awaken up, '' a warm hired man shook him gently, and Albus wrenched his middle open. He saw John looking down at him with a affright look on his fount. Bilius and Ethan were behind him, glancing around nervously.

Albus rubbed his eyes and noticed he was not on his bed anymore. He was laying on the floor, in a tangle of blankets. He was sweating profusely and his meat was beating fast.

`` Should I get Madam Pomfrey ? '' Bilius asked tentatively.

`` Maybe we should get Professor 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 ticket, I 've just got to go talk to my dad. ``

`` D'you want me to go with you ? '' Saint John asked.

`` No, I 'll be okay, '' Albus got up and rummaged in his torso for his dressing robe.

`` Are you sure ? You do n't look too secure. ``

Albus pulled on his robe and stepped into his shoes, `` I told you, I 'll be fine. '' He left the dormitory and went down to the deserted coarse room. A glimpse at the clock told him it was just past 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 find a portraiture that was awake. He spotted one in a characterization of a herd of cattle, it was a curt knight riding atop a fat pony.

`` Excuse me, '' Albus asked tentatively as he walked over to the picture, `` I was wondering if you could do something for me ? If it 's not too much trouble. I need you to go get someone for me. ``

The horse puffed out his chest and turned his pony towards Albus, `` A pursuance ? ``

`` Er, well, I suppose you could consider 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 ceramicist. ``

`` Harry ceramist ! Quite the dainty young lad, I remember him well. I helped him on a quest once ! And you are his son. Well, I shall aid you on your quest. I shall not let scoundrel nor beast finish me ! I will determine your dad or I shall perish trying ! ''

`` Thanks, then, '' Albus responded, thinking that this was the unknown portrait he 'd ever met. And that he 'd have to ask his dad about the 'quest'Sir Cadogan had helped him with. `` Just state 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 quests. A quest to find the great Harry Potter ! On with ye, then ! '' he shouted at his pony. Sir Cadogan traveled through a few portraits in the commons room, waking up the occupants and earning cruddy looks from them as he went. Eventually, the noise died down and Sir Cadogan exited the room.

Albus looked around the common elbow room as he waited for his dad. It was very dissimilar in the dead of night. He was the sole resident and had his choice of topographic point to sit. As a first yr, Albus rarely got the good arm chairs near the fervor. He walked over and sat down in one, but as the flak had died away hours ago, it was just as frigid as the rest of the room. 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 horrible as the ambition had been, it did give him more information on the 'Hallows'. He now knew that they were objects. object that individual was trying to locate and probably steal. He would have to tell Rose when she got up. But what were the 'Hallows'? And why did this person want them ? It must induce something to do with Voldemort 's 'ideals', of course. Whoever was creating these pipe dream in Albus 's judgement must want to try to impart out Voldemort 's architectural plan. The very thought of another Voldemort sent tingle up Albus 's vertebral column. He jumped as he heard a racket behind him. When he turned around, he noticed that Sir Cadogan was back in the mental picture of the cows. Albus got up and walked over to it.

Sir Cadogan placed his blade into its holster and saluted Albus, `` I have had success with the quest ! The Great Harry Potter has been found and shall be entering the elbow room shortly ! ``

Albus looked at the horse and grinned nervously, `` Thanks, Sir Cadogan. ``

`` Anytime ! Anytime ! '' the knight said excitedly, `` I must be off now, for I spotted someone on the way back and I 've got to see what they are up to ! No scoundrel gets past Sir Cadogan ! ``

`` right, '' Albus responded.

`` fountainhead, then, I 'll be off ! '' Sir Cadogan drew his sword again, `` But if you are ever in need of knightly Service again, be sure to call on Sir Cadogan ! '' The foreign knight and his jigger sped out of the portrait, yet again waking the occupant of the portraiture he passed through, and left the room.

The portraiture hole opened and a very shopworn looking Harry crawled through. He looked at his son and grinned, `` Ah, the amount of clock time I snuck back through here in the dead of night ... ''

Albus ran towards his dad and hugged him tight. Harry hugged him back and led him over to the orotund arm chairs near the fire. Harry sat down in one and pulled Albus onto his lap. `` What 's going on ? I was just getting to catch some Z's when that mad knight came in and told me you needed to babble to me. Would n't establish me any details, just said it was urgent. I thought he was going to wake 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 know all about that. ``

Harry grinned, thinking back to the time in his third year when Sir Cadogan had led him, Ron, and Hermione to the Divination classroom. `` Of course. How could I forget that ? I was in third yr and your Uncle Ron, Aunt Hermione, and I were trying to obtain the Divination 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 common room entrance after Sirius slashed the Fat Lady 's portrait. Of course, everyone thought he was a mass murderer and when Sir Cadogan let him into the pillar later on, his Clarence Shepard Day Jr. as the guard of the way were over. ``

Albus stared at him, `` Wow. Well, he 's got to be the most insane portrait I 've ever met. ``

`` Me, too, Al, '' Harry agreed, `` Now, what was so urgent ? ``

`` I had another dreaming, '' Albus whispered, `` Only this one was different. ``

Harry 's grin faded away and was replaced by a more unplayful look, `` What happened in this one ? ``

Albus quickly rehashed the pipe dream to his dad, and by the end he was shaking again and almost in tears. Harry wrapped his implements of war 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 dreaming does help sustain what I thought this was leading to. ``

`` And what would that be ? '' Albus asked, blinking back his tears.

`` I 'm sad, but I ca n't tell you. You will find out, though, once it 's all sorted out. ``

`` But what are Hallows ? ''

`` That 's another thing I ca n't secernate you. I will evidence you sometime down the route, though, '' Harry responded, `` Anyway, Hermione tells me your Occlumency lessons are going well. ``

`` Apparently not well enough, '' Albus groaned, `` After tonight 's nightmare. ``

`` It takes a spell, Al, and it 's harder when you 're sleeping. ``

`` I know, and I am trying. ``

`` I know you are. ``

`` So, '' Albus said, changing the subject, `` Did everything go ok at the Ministry ? ``

`` Oh, that went amercement, '' Harry told him, `` Everything 's smoothed over. Rita Skeeter 's received a word of advice and so has the editor program of the Prophet. ``

`` Everyone here 's been pretty vex. Rita Skeeter succeeded in scaring everyone, '' Albus responded.

`` Yeah, but it 'll die down. Once the next Quidditch catch comes around it 'll all be forgotten, '' Harry grinned, `` nix like Quidditch to engage your mind off everything. ``

`` Definitely, '' Albus agreed, `` following equal is in three workweek. Hufflepuff vs. Ravenclaw. I bet Ravenclaw will win. ``

`` You 're probably right. I 'm betting it 'll be between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw for the cup. ``

`` Yeah, and I hope we win it ! '' Albus said excitedly.

`` Me, too, Al, '' Harry smiled and lifted Albus off his lap, `` Now, I 've got to get a few hours sleep and you probably should, too. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus yawned.

`` I 'll see you in category later on, Al, '' Harry stood up and gave his son one last hug, `` I love you. ``

`` erotic love you too, '' Albus watched as his dad left the common room. He smiled as he walked up the bill staircase to the dormitory. He felt a unit lot better after talking to his dad.

`` Albus, '' John whispered from his four posting 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 mo ago, '' King John told him.

`` trade good. I had another one of those dreams where individual 's using Legilimency on me. ``

`` I figured. Was it the Lapplander one ? ``

`` No, this one was different. My dad says it confirms some of his suspicions, which is n't really adept. He 'll choose forethought of it, though. ``

`` commodity. So he 's back, then ? ``

`` Yup, everything 's okay with the Ministry and the prophet, now. wellspring, Rita Skeeter and the editor of the Prophet got into a bit of trouble, '' Albus laughed.

`` That 's expectant ! I 'm beaming your dad 's back. Now thing can get back to normal. Well, as normal as they ever are around here. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said softly, `` Well, skillful night. ``

`` 'Night. ``

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Albus did n't get much eternal rest that night. Thoughts of his new nightmare kept him up the residual of the Nox. He gave up trying to sleep by 7am and got up. By the clock time King John woke up, he was prepare to go to breakfast. The two boys met blush wine and Amanda at the Gryffindor mesa and had breakfast. Albus noticed that there was a lot of whispering going on and he suspected it was due to the fact that Harry was back from the Ministry. Albus continued thinking about his incubus during breakfast and was very quiet down. john and Amanda did not notice this because they were in the middle of arguing about whether the Potions essay had to be a foot of parchment or just six in. 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 legal injury ? '' she asked him.

Albus glanced around to match if anyone was paying attention to them, luckily, no one was. `` Yeah, I had another eldritch pipe dream close nighttime. This one was different. ``

`` Really ? '' Rose stared at him with wide centre. `` What was it about ? ``

`` Ca n't narrate you here. I 'll tell you at lunch. I 've got to severalise James, too. The common room should be empty when everyone 's at luncheon, '' Albus whispered.

Morning socio-economic class seemed to trail on forever. Albus kept looking at the clock throughout both DADA and charms, waiting for lunch. He really wanted Rose 's judgment of the aspiration and could n't waitress to severalise her about the Hallows prospect of it. Harry started pop by telling the class that everything was straightened out with the Ministry and they had aught to worry about. Albus suspected he was going to recite every course of study that. Charms was just as horrible as usual, and it ended with Washburn rescheduling the detention that Albus could n't attend in the first place due to Occlumency. He would be doing lines at high noon on Sabbatum.

Once Charms was over, Albus and Rose went to detect James. rosebush had told John and Amanda that the Potions essay did stimulate to be a metrical foot, so John was spending his lunch in the library trying to issue forth up with another half metrical foot of essay. Amanda had gone along to help him. Albus and rose found James in the Great antechamber and after the three of them ate a rushed lunch, they headed up to the unwashed room. It was, as suspected, deserted.

`` Ok, so what 's so important that I had to practically skip lunch for ? '' William James asked once they were in the room.

`` I had another funny dreaming last nighttime, '' Albus told him, `` This one was different. '' Albus explained the dream in detail, including the parts about the Hallows.

James IV 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 serial of spells or something. ``

`` But we still do n't screw what they are, '' St. James sighed.

`` Or why I should know where they are, '' Albus stated, `` This would be a whole lot easier if Dad would just state us. ``

`` But he wo n't, '' James replied angrily.

`` And I hate to say it, but I do n't think we 're going to find any result in the library. We 've looked in practically all the Holy Writ that have to do with the war and I 've looked through all the Prophets from that year, too, '' Rose told them.

The three of them stood in silence for a few min, trying to think of some answers. Henry James had started pacing. Albus sat down in a chair and tried to consider of some other way they could bump out what the Hallows were.

`` Well, let 's go over the clues again, '' rosebush announced, `` The Hallows are something secretive, and our parents wo n't severalize us what they are because they do n't need us to tell anyone. None of our auntie or uncles or cousins know about them either. So, maybe it 's just our parents who know about them ? If that 's true, then no marvel we could n't find the reply in a book. None of our parents have ever written a book. ``

`` Yeah, '' James agreed, `` It 's got to be something just our parents know about. ``

`` 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 someone else we could ask about it. ``

The room fell silent again, as they sank into their cerebration again. Suddenly Rose jumped up from her chair. `` I 've got it ! ``

`` What ? '' Saint James the Apostle and Albus asked at the same time.

`` Who we can ask about the Hallows ! I ca n't believe I did n't think of it before ! ``

`` Well, who is it ? '' Albus asked.

`` Dumbledore ! ``

`` What ? ! '' James River shouted, `` But he 's idle ! ``

`` I know that, '' Rose said, `` But there 's a portrait of him in Kendrick 's position ! ``

`` Oh, yeah. ``

`` Anyway, '' rose wine began, `` Dumbledore 's the one who told Uncle Harry about the Horcruxes, so he might know something about the Hallows, too ! ``

`` That 's sensation, rose wine ! '' Albus grinned at her.

`` Thanks. We just have to figure out how to get into Kendrick 's office. ``

`` That could be tricky, '' Albus said, `` Either of you know where his office is ? ``

Rose and James shook their heads. `` Neither do I, '' Albus sighed.

A wicked grinning spread across rosiness 's nerve, `` But I know how we can get in. ``

The son looked at her skeptically. `` How ? '' James asked.

`` Well, if you get in enough trouble, you get taken to Kendrick 's office. ``

`` But what if we get expelled ? '' Albus asked warily.

`` Do n't worry, you wo n't. ``

`` You 've got a architectural plan, then ? '' James inquired.

`` form of, '' Rose told them, `` I 've got a vague estimation. It 'll be me and Albus who are doing it. I 'm going to have some sort of havoc in Washubrn 's class- ''

`` Washburn ? ! Are you crazy ? '' Albus shouted.

`` Just let me excuse. Washburn does n't hate me nearly as much as he hates you. So he 's going to wear the Chaos was caused by you since we sit at the like tabular array. He 'll originate screech, which will probably induce another teacher to come running. Washburn will tell that teacher what you supposedly did and you 'll get taken to Kendrick 's office. You 'll talk to Dumbledore 's portrait about the Hallows. Simple as that. ``

James and Albus looked at her with shocked expression on their faces. `` But I 'll get in immense 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 tell him it was really me who caused the distraction. ``

`` But I do n't need you to get in bother, either, '' Albus told her.

`` It 's ok. I have hardly been in trouble at all this year. Anyway, all we need is the misdirection. ``

`` I 've got it, '' James announced, `` One of Uncle George V 's fireworks. I 've got a whole provision up in my dormitory. ``

`` first-class ! '' Rose said excitedly, `` And I 'll just tell 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 weeks to do it, since you just got a detainment from Washburn, Albus, '' Rose told them.

`` Ok, just let us have a go at it when you think we ought to do it, '' James responded.

`` I will, '' rosebush assured him, `` We 'd better be off to family. See you later. ``

`` Bye, '' Albus said to James as he followed rosiness to Potions. He was excited and nervous at the same clip at the scene of talking with Dumbledore about the Hallows. Would he finally learn what was being kept from him ? Only clip would tell.

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A/N : I 've done it again ! I merged 2 chapters, due to the brusqueness of each. This resulted in the foresighted chapter yet. Hope you enjoyed it !

Thanks as always to my beta and baby, Dancer of Starlight. She has been especially helpful in coming up with type for Albus 's third yr. Thanks as well to my brother and other sister, and to inkheart for the follow-up !

Disclaimer- As usual, I do not own Harry Potter

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The rest of the week flew by in a bustle of course of instruction and homework. Albus and his friends found that they had no clip to do anything former than homework during their save time. They had not even found time to bring down Matt, but they did n't even know if he was come 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 instant to study. Albus was not yet worried about exams and was more touch about just completing all the assigned homework.

Quinton Willinson had not bothered Albus or any of his friends 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 orotund amount of money of detentions he received, or awe of what Harry would do if he continued tormenting Albus. Albus did not manage which one it was, he was just gladiola Willinson had given up for the metre being. However, the same could not be said about Scorpius Malfoy. Malfoy continued to pester Albus, Rose, John, and Amanda about what was unseasonable with Matt whenever they were in course of instruction together. Albus found this more annoying than anything else, because Malfoy rarely ever brought out his scepter during these face-off. Malfoy kind of remind Albus of his Great auntie genus Petunia because she was also very nosy. Malfoy stood no probability of ever finding out about flatness from Albus or the others, but Albus did care about what would happen if Malfoy found out on his own.

Albus slept late on Saturday morning and woke up with just enough time to grab a bite to eat in the Great mansion before rushing off to his detention with Washburn. As very much as Albus hated these detentions, he had become kind of immune to them. Albus had been upset about the firstly few, but lately he had started to take away them in stride. As long as it was just lines, Albus did n't concern about them too much.

When Albus arrived in the good luck charm classroom at noon, prof Washburn was sitting at his desk with the usual frown on his face. `` Sit down, Potter, '' he barked.

`` Yes, sir, '' Albus responded quietly while taking a behind at the front table.

`` Get out your lambskin and ink. Write'I will not misbehave in Charms'until I tell you to block off. ``

`` Yes, sir, '' Albus repeated as he took out a roll of parchment and a quill. He started to drop a line. Washburn never told Albus how many meter he would take to write the 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 take. However, he never kept Albus in detention for less than an hour. Albus kept repeating the telephone line on his parchment while trying hard not to look at the clock. He found that looking at the clock just made the fourth dimension go by slower. Eventually, Albus stole a glance at the clock and found that it had only been 45 minutes. He sighed.

`` You say something ? '' Washburn growled.

`` No, sir, '' Albus said without looking up from his paper. He wrote a few Sir Thomas More product line and was startled when he heard footsteps come into the room. He glanced up to see that a tall man he did n't accredit walking towards Washburn. The man was wearing a black cloak and had unforesightful Brown hair. It reminded Albus of the kind of haircut Muggles in the USA had. Washburn got up from his hindquarters when the man approached.

Washburn turned to Albus, `` Do n't go anywhere. If you do, I 'll have you in custody for the rest of condition. ``

Albus nodded, but did n't say a watchword. The unknown man followed Washburn into his role and close the door behind them. There was silence for a here and now and then Albus was able to hear raised voices coming from the office. They had forgotten to cast Muffliato before they started talking. It sounded like they were arguing about something, but Albus could n't make out what it was. He wished they 'd argue a bit louder. Albus put down his flight feather and strained to hear what they were saying. The two men stayed in the office for about XV arcminute before Washburn stormed out of it, looking quite angry, followed by the early man who seemed rather calm. Albus quickly picked up his quill and continued his lines.

Washburn returned to his desk while the strange man walked over to the door. He turned around to await at Washburn and said icily, `` Remember, this is your job, no one else 's. And I expect you to complete it soon. '' Then the man left, shutting the door behind him.

Washburn stared at the back of the door for a few second, before turning and glaring at Albus. `` You 're done. Get back to your unwashed room, '' he seethed.

Albus did not pause. He got up quickly and ran out of the room. Today 's detention had been much shorter than others. Albus suspected that this was due to whatever Washburn and the other wizard were talking about. Washburn was definitely up to something. Apparently he had a job to do. But what could it be ? Albus could n't help but wonder if the appeal professor was involved with something evil. He ran all the way to the common way to evidence his friends what he had overheard.

When Albus rushed through the portrait yap, he immediately spotted his friends at one of the tables. He grabbed a chairperson and sat down succeeding to Rose.

`` That was short, '' rosiness commented.

`` I know, I lucked out today, '' Albus responded, `` But I 've got to recite you about Washburn. ``

`` What about him ? '' Gospel According to John asked, looking up from his book.

`` In the center of my detention, some strange wizard came barging into the room, '' Albus told them.

`` Who was he ? '' Rose asked.

`` I dunno, that 's the matter. I 'd never seen him before. ``

`` What did he look like ? '' Amanda asked. Albus described the man, but none of his booster recognized the description either.

`` Maybe he was a parent of one of the students, '' rosebush suggested.

`` Who knows ? '' Albus said, `` But he got into a huge tilt with Washburn. ``

`` fountainhead, that 's not hard, '' John laughed, `` Anything will set him off. ``

`` What did they argue about ? '' Rose asked.

`` I 'm not indisputable. They were in Washburn 's authority. I could n't work out what they were saying, but they were definitely rowing about something. And then, right before the guy left, he said 'remember, this is your job to do and I want it done soon'to Washburn. Or something like that. ``

Rose, John, and Amanda stared at Albus for a minute before rose replied, `` That 's so unknown. So Washburn 's doing something for this champion ? ``

`` Yeah, I think so. He 's definitely up to something. And I do n't think it 's anything good, '' Albus informed them.

`` You think they 're doing something evil ? '' lavatory asked skeptically.

`` Maybe, but I do n't really fuck. ``

`` 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 darkness Arts or anything. ``

`` Yeah, '' pink wine agreed, `` That 'job'could be anything. It does n't have to be something bad. ``

`` But Washburn seemed so mad about it. Just seems unearthly to me. ``

`` It 's definitely fishy, but I do n't recall we should jump to end, '' pink wine replied, `` I mean, look at Snape. Uncle Harry thought he was evil, but he was n't. ``

`` I suppose, '' Albus sighed.

`` Anyone want to go see if we can visit Matt ? '' John the Divine asked a few proceedings later.

`` Good idea, '' Albus agreed, `` I hope Madam Pomfrey lets us. ``

`` I hope he 's awake, '' Rose closed her Book and put them away in her bag.

`` We can at least try to win over Madam Pomfrey to let us chitchat him on his birthday if she does n't let us today, '' whoremaster reasoned.

The four friends packed up their al-Qur'an and put them away in their dormitories. A few minute later, they found themselves walking to the hospital Wing. They walked in silence the unhurt way there, each one knowing what the other was thinking about. All four of them were hoping Matt was awake and worrying about him. Albus had been worrying ever since the morning he found out lustrelessness was a werewolf. But at the same time, Albus felt a bit angry that Matt would n't rely him with his enigma. Albus 's intellectual side knew why matte was n't very trusting, but could n't aid wishing that mat 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 hoi polloi would hope him.

When they reached the Hospital wing, they noticed that the doors were still shut, and when John tried to spread them, they found out that they were still locked as well.

`` This is n't a good sign, '' John sighed.

Rose banged on the doors and shouted, `` Madam Pomfrey ! ``

A minute later, Madam Pomfrey opened the door a crack and stuck her forefront out. `` What do you need ? ``

`` Is lustrelessness awake ? '' rose wine whispered.

`` Yes, he woke up live night. ''

`` well, can we see him ? '' blush wine asked hopefully.

`` No, I 'm meritless, but he really ca n't suffer visitant right now, '' lady Pomfrey sighed.

`` Is he all right ? '' John interrupted.

`` He 'll be okay in a match of weeks or so. ``

`` Can we get along visit him on his birthday ? It 's next Wednesday. delight ? '' Albus pleaded.

Madam Pomfrey 's grammatical construction softened, `` I think that would be all right. Not before Wednesday, though. I 'll see you then. ``

`` Great ! Thanks, brothel keeper Pomfrey, '' Albus smiled as she closed the door to the ward.

`` I 'm glad he 's awake now, '' Rose said as they walked back to the mutual elbow room, `` And we get to see him on his birthday. ``

`` Yeah, and we did n't even need Amy to convert her ! '' Saint John the Apostle grinned.

`` Ca n't wait until Wed, '' Albus said.

`` Definitely, '' Amanda agreed.

`` Boo ! '' a representative said from behind them. Amanda shrieked and they all turned around. Bradley and fool were laughing.

`` Gotcha ! '' Bradley shouted.

`` We got your hooey from Hogsmeade, '' St. Mark told them. He handed them two old bag filled with butterbeer and sweets.

`` Awesome, '' Albus took the bags.

`` And here 's the Chudley carom jersey. Although, what he sees in them ... '' Bradley shook his question as he handed toilet the jersey.

`` Thanks, guys, '' Albus said to his cousins.

`` No problem, '' Bradley said, `` I remember the days of not being able to go to Hogsmeade. We always got Sir Henry Morton Stanley and heather mixture to get our stuff for us. Glad those daytime are over now. ``

`` I ca n't hold off to go to Hogsmeade, '' lav announced, `` Think of all the pranking stuff we 'll be able to buy. There 's only so often you can fit in your trunk and bring from home. ``

`` Endless possibility, Mate, '' Mark told trick, `` Well, we 'd better be off. We 've put off the homework long enough. Play first, work later. That 's our slogan. ''

`` Bad catchword, if you ask me, '' Rose whispered as her cousin-german took off for the common room.

`` They 'll hold out, '' Albus assured her, `` Have n't failed a course of study yet, have they ? ``

`` No, they have n't, '' pink wine agreed, `` We 'd better go, too. ''

`` Yeah, I 've still got to write that unhurt essay for Potions, '' Amanda sighed.

Albus groaned, `` I 'd forget about that. Have n't even started. ``

Albus, pink wine, John, and Amanda continued walking to the common elbow room. Once they were there, they spent the remnant of the afternoon written material essays about the properties of moonstone.

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During the succeeding few days, Albus and his friends debated about whether they should ask Matt how he wound up in the Hospital backstage when they went to see him on his birthday. Albus thought they should quash the topic altogether, still believing that Matt would tell 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 have a go at it what happened. As it stood right now, the entirely people in the castle who knew what really happened were the instructor, Amy, Albus, Rose, toilet, and Amanda. Of course of instruction, 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 musical theme and after a few day, they gave up asking. Albus had heard quite a few derisory rumors about it. He overheard a few second yr Hufflepuffs telling a couple Ravenclaws that flatness had been attacked by a thestral. This same tale had been repeated throughout the castle, only with a unlike creature being substituted each time, including a Hippogriff and a Centaur. The centaur tale was especially ridiculous and Albus was sure the Centaurus would not be well-chosen if that story reached their ears.

In the end, Albus and his friends decided that they would ask matt what happened, but they would not dwell on the national. Albus was sure as shooting that Matt, or maybe even Amy, had come up with some kind of tarradiddle to pass over up what happened. Despite this, Amy was not telling anyone the tarradiddle. She just ignored anyone who brought it up. Her friend, including Victoire, stayed close by her at all times and would n't let anyone push the matter. Albus suspected that Victoire had already been fed the fake story, but he did n't ask her about it.

After dinner on February sixth, Albus, pink wine, Saint John the Apostle, and Amanda found themselves walking to the hospital Wing armed with political party supplying and a absorbed present.

Rose was the first to reach out the room access and when she went to knock, everyone was surprised to obtain that the door pushed unfastened. `` It 's unlocked ! '' rose wine gasped.

`` That must mean Matt 's doing better ! '' Albus said excitedly.

`` Let 's go, then ! '' John pushed preceding Albus and rosebush and walked into the room. Amanda followed him and then Albus and Rose walked in. Albus spotted lusterlessness 's bed, but the mantle were pulled around it. He did n't see madam Pomfrey anywhere.

`` Madam Pomfrey ! '' blush wine shouted, `` Are you here ? ``

lady Pomfrey peeked her capitulum out from behind the mantle and smiled at them. `` heighten ! You can chatter as soon as I 'm done giving him his evening potions. ''
`` Ok, thanks, Madam Pomfrey, '' Rose responded.

A few minute of arc later, the nurse came back out and walked over to where Albus and his friends were standing. `` What do you have in those bags ? '' she eyed their packages suspiciously.

`` Oh, just some Honeydukes stuff, Butterbeer, and a give, '' Albus told her.

`` But none of it 's Weasley products, is it ? ''

`` No. ``

Madam Pomfrey relaxed, `` Ok, good. The last thing I need is to have this property destroyed while you have your party ! You can go see him now. ``

Albus ran to the bed, followed by his acquaintance, and pulled back the curtain. Amy was sitting in a chair next to the bed and whispering to matte. She stopped abruptly when the curtain opened.

`` Hey, Matt ! '' Albus grinned and sat down at the end of the bed. `` How are you ? ``

`` I 'm all rightfulness, '' Matt replied hoarsely, `` But I 've been better. ``

`` glad to see you 're wake, teammate, '' John sat down next to Albus and set the bag of political party clobber on the floor.

Rose and Amanda smiled and sat in chairs that Amy had conjured after they came in. Rose pulled the curtains closed and handed matt his present. `` Happy birthday ! '' everyone shouted.

`` Thanks, guys ! '' Matt grinned and tore spread the wrapping. `` Wow ! A Chudley canon jersey ! This is brilliant ! ``

`` I 'm glad you like it, '' Albus said, `` My cousins picked it up in Hogsmeade for us. They also got us butterbeers and Sweet. ``

`` Excellent ! '' Matt replied excitedly.

Saint John picked up the bag and passed out butterbeer and jelly bullet. `` So, '' he began once everyone started eating, `` What exactly happened to you ? We 've heard the craziest rumors. You did n't really get attacked by a herd of thestrals, did you ? ``

matte started choking on his butterbeer and Amy slapped him on the rachis. He gave her a worried look and then looked back at John. `` Really ? '' he sputtered.

It was a bit hard to believe that lusterlessness had been attacked by thestrals, when Hagrid had the school thestrals very well check. But on the other handwriting, flatness did look like he 'd been attacked by a large tool. He had partially healed cuts, collation, and moolah all over all his organic structure. His arm and legs were covered in bandages and just about all of his body was bruised. Albus could see how someone would mistrust he was attacked by a thestral.

`` Well, that 's what the Hufflepuffs are saying, '' lavatory told him.

`` The Ravenclaws think it was a Hippogriff, '' Amanda chimed in.

Matt sighed and glanced at Amy, who gave him a look. `` It was n't either, '' matt began, `` I got a bit too close to the Whomping Willow. ``

`` What ? ! '' can exclaimed, `` Really ?

`` Er, yeah, '' matt said.

Albus was debating about whether to ask mat to elaborate or not when he continued.

`` I spent the night here when Albus took me that one night. Then I left in the morning and went for a walk on the grounds. I was n't paying attention to where I was going and the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree gave me quite a lacing. ``

`` Wow, '' Albus responded, `` I 'm glad you 're ok. ''

`` Yeah, '' John said, `` But when do you get to bequeath here ? ``

`` I 'm not really for sure, '' Matt told them, `` Not for at least another calendar week. ma'am Pomfrey wants the track healed and the contusion faded before I leave. And I ca n't really take the air that well. ``

`` A whole week ? '' Rose exclaimed.

`` At least, '' lustrelessness responded, `` I hope it 's not more. I 'm getting so bored. What 's been going on in the residual of the castle ? ``

`` fountainhead, did you see that clause Rita Skeeter wrote shoemaker's last workweek ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yeah, I read it yesterday. But Amy told me there was n't anything to worry about. ``

`` She 's proper. But the whole castle 's talking about it. Dad thinks it 'll blow over when the succeeding Quidditch equal arrives. ``

`` He 's probably right, '' Rose agreed.

`` I hope I get to depart here before the side by side catch. I do n't want to overlook it, '' Matt said.

`` I hope so too, '' John took a sip of butterbeer, `` zippo speculative than missing Quidditch. ``

`` I can reckon of no less than ten things, '' Rose muttered.

`` I think we might have a probability of winning the cup, '' Albus said excitedly.

`` That would be so cool ! '' Amanda shouted, `` I love Quidditch. I was never into Muggle fun, 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 next hr talking about Quidditch and everything else that was going on in the castle. Albus told lustrelessness about how Xavier Goyle had melted his cauldron in potions the other day. The potion had spread across the floor and burned through Scorpio Malfoy and his protagonist, Jackson Limbert 's, brake shoe. The Gryffindors had thought this was very funny, especially when they found out that the potion had turned both boys feet pink. early than that, nothing too energize had happened in course of study during Matt 's absence. Washburn had continued being horrible to Albus and the other Gryffindors. In Transfiguration Day, they had started transfiguring Muggle pencils into calamus. Rose, john, and a couple of the Ravenclaws were the entirely ace who had managed to do it.

After they had exhausted the theme of deterrent example, the conversation turned back to Quidditch. pro Quidditch this time. No one seemed to think the Chudley canon had any hope of ever making it to the Cup. Even lustrelessness seemed to agree. No one had any idea who would be playing in the Cup this year, but it did n't count much because it had already been decided that the Cup would take place in Russia and none of them would get to go anyway.

Amy spent the total visit sitting future to flatness, so Albus was unable to share the contents of his newest pipe dream or what had happened in hold the old Saturday. Albus found out that Amy spent near of her spare time visiting matte. He had never seen such a devoted Sister before. Albus had thought his older cousin-german were protective, but they were nothing compared to Amy.

Eventually, dame Pomfrey came back to severalize them that they had stayed long enough and it was time for them to leave.

`` wellspring, I hope you can result soon, '' Albus said as he stood up.

`` 'Night, Matt, '' St. John the Apostle cleaned up the leftover food and put it back in the bag.

`` See you soon, '' Rose told him.

`` Bye, '' Amanda stood up and followed everyone out from behind the curtains.

`` Bye, guy, '' Matt yawned as they left.

`` He does n't appear good, '' Albus whispered once they had left the room.

`` No, he does n't, '' rosebush agreed, `` But at least he 's awake. ``

`` Good point, but I can see why brothel keeper Pomfrey wo n't let him forget yet. Everyone would bombard him with question about what happened, '' John Lackland pointed out.

`` I do n't think he knows you were in the infirmary Wing that Nox, Albus, '' Amanda said, `` He says he spent the dark 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 clip for him to betray the cause. ``

`` Do n't point it out, though, '' rosebush 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 report. ``

`` He 'll have to enjoin us eventually, '' john reasoned.

`` I know. I hope it 's soon, '' Albus said.

`` I bet it will be soon, '' Rose told them, `` How many taradiddle can he come up with about what happens every full moon ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said, `` I just hope it 's not unsound following month. ``

No one said anything else the rest of the way to the coarse room. Albus knew that everyone else was thinking what he was thinking. That it was very much a possible action that next month would be worse.

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A/N : Thanks to my baby and beta, Dancer of Starlight, and thanks to my other baby and my brother. Thanks to inkheart for the review.

You may stimulate noticed that I lost practically all my reviews for this narration during the website 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 seat, which is about Albus 's 2nd year, will be posted as soon as I 've posted all of this one.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter

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As February progressed, the castle dry land were blanketed in even Thomas More C. P. Snow. The bookman found themselves going external for snowball fighting during much of their unblock time. These games started out as informal fun, but soon mathematical group of people formed large teams that eventually led to each firm having their own team. On juncture, half the school would be external participating. The game usually resulted in a few scholar going to the hospital flank. The students also tracked quite a bit of coke and mud into the castling and Filch was not happy about it. He spent his time lurking near the straw man threshold, waiting to yell at anyone who came inside with muddy shoes. Albus and his friends participated in a few Abronia elliptica engagement, but soon found that the erstwhile students were able to trance sweet sand verbena and it was unvoiced for them to retain up. It was fun nonetheless, and even pink wine took breaks from studying to link up in.

They also made trusted to natter mat every Night. They told him the latest news of the castle and helped him with his homework. No one mentioned his injuries beyond a simple 'how are you ?'and Albus could tell that Matt wanted to avoid the matter. Eventually, after a to the full three week in the infirmary fender, madam Pomfrey finally let him leave. His contusion had faded, cuts had healed, and was looking almost convention. By now, the entire castle had heard the Whomping willow tree storey, and Albus hoped that no one would ask any question about it.

`` I am so gladiolus to be out of there, '' matt said as he set his script down on a table in the unwashed room the night he left the hospital wing.

`` I 'm glad you are, too, '' Albus sat down and took out his transfiguration book.

`` We all are, '' Rose grinned, but did n't sit down. She walked over to Albus and whispered in his ear, `` I 've got to utter to you, alone. King James I, too. We 'll go up to your dormitory. Bilius and Ethan are down here, so it 'll be abandon. ``

`` We 'll be right back, '' Albus told mat, privy, and Amanda as he got up. He went up to his dormitory and sat on the bed, waiting for his brother and cousin.

A few minutes later, Rose came into the room followed by a bewildered looking St. James. `` What is it ? '' James asked.

`` I think it 's fourth dimension for our plan, you know, about getting Albus to talk to Dumbledore, '' Rose told them.

`` Now ? '' Albus asked in a shocked whole tone. The more he had thought about that design, the more nervous he became. It could go wrong in so many ways.

`` Yes, I think so, '' blush wine replied adamantly, `` I 've given up the library enquiry. ``

`` Really ? ! '' James laughed, `` I 'd break call the prophet ! ``

`` Shut it, James, '' rose said. `` Tomorrow, during Charms, I 'll set off the fireworks and you 'll get sent to Kendrick 's office. And then maybe we 'll finally get some solution. ``

`` All right, '' Albus sighed. His curiosity trumped his desire to not induce anymore trouble in Washburn 's class.

`` We 'll let you know how it goes, James, '' pink wine told her cousin.

James grinned, `` Somehow, I think I 'm going to hear about it before I see you. This is brilliant, setting off pyrotechnic in Washburn 's social class .... ''

`` I 'm not talking about that ! '' Rose sighed, `` I 'm talking about the hooey with Dumbledore. ``

`` I know, but still. Blimey, I wish I 'd be there to see the look on Washburn 's face .... ''

`` No, you do n't, '' Albus replied, `` He 's going to be livid. ``

`` Yeah, but that 's what we 're hoping for, '' rosebush said, `` It 's the only way to get into Kendrick 's office. ``

`` 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 dark. He tossed and turned while worrying about the next day 's charms year. He finally gave up sleeping around six in the morning and got up. Once bathroom and mat were up, the three of them headed down to breakfast.

Albus sat next to rose, who was already there, and served himself some toast. However, Albus was too anxious to eat it. He just kept glancing up at the staff board, where Washburn was doing his common morning spotlight at the students.

`` Are you ok, Albus ? '' matte asked, `` You do n't look too good. ``

`` I 'm just tired, I guess, '' Albus said quietly while glancing at Rose. She gave him a harmonic look, but did n't say anything. Amanda, can, and Matt had no idea what would be happening in spell, of course, so they just thought Albus was sick.

`` Maybe you should go to the infirmary annex, '' mat suggested while stuffing eggs in his mouth.

`` No, I 'll be o.k., '' Albus assured him.

Albus could n't pay attention during pa. Harry lectured during the whole course of instruction, but Albus spent the altogether time worrying about charm. The class seemed to go by twice as fast as convention and before Albus knew it, it was over.

Albus walked to appealingness with Rose, who told him that everything was set. The Weasley fireworks were in her bag, and make to be set off. She did n't tell him when it would be happening, but Albus assumed it would be during the practical part of the class.

Washburn stormed into the way in his usual burst of fierceness. He went to his desk and took attending. When he got to Matt 's name, a strange grinning appeared on his face.

`` Nice of you to finally join us in socio-economic class, 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 attendance and when he was done, he started lecturing. Albus 's heart was pounding loudly now and he could n't realize out a Holy Writ Washburn said. All he noticed was that Washburn was calling on Matt to serve every 1 question he asked. matte had no idea what any of the resolution were and was looking more execrable each moment. Eventually, Washburn announced that they would be charming paper fowl to fly. He said that this appealingness was much like levitation, and if one was equal to of levitating a composition shuttle, they 'd be capable of making one fly.

Albus groaned as he pulled out his wand. Levitation never ended well in this category, and he knew for a fact it would n't end well today. He glanced down at Rose 's bag, which was sitting in between them on the floor. Once Washburn settled down to place prep at his desk, Albus noticed Rose twist her wand from her paper raspberry and towards her bag, which had been emptied of everything except the firework earlier. She gave Albus a nervous flavor and muttered an incantation.

A loud explosion erupted from the bag and a magnanimous hippogriff made of fire floated towards the ceiling. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at it. A few masses screamed. Albus put on a mortified expression while Rose tried her best to seem surprised.

`` Potter ! '' Washburn ran out from behind his desk and was in front of Albus within five seconds. Albus had never heard him scream so forte. `` What on solid ground are you doing ? ! must you always disrupt my course of instruction like this ? ! Never have I seen such a strident disturbance ! '' 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 ? '' prof Patil came charging into the room and interrupted Washburn 's tirade. She saw the pyrotechnic and pointed her wand at it. It disappeared immediately.

`` ceramicist has disrupted my social class yet again ! He set off a firework while I was trying to teach ! '' Washburn informed her, `` And I will cook sure as shooting there is some punishment ! He has gotten away with far too often. ``

`` Well, I think this is a issue that is better taken up with the Headmaster, '' Professor Patil replied, `` Come along, potter. ``

Albus nodded and got up from the tabular array. So far, so good. The plan was going as well as it could be. He was going to make it to the Headmaster 's office. He followed Patil out into the hallway. Washburn glared at him as he left, his mouth opening and closedown, but no word were coming out.

prof Patil did not say a word the solid way to the schoolmaster 's office. She led him up a few flights of stairs and stopped in straw man of a Oliver Stone gargoyle.

`` I 'm in the middle of teaching a year, so I 'll leave you here to see the headmaster, '' she informed him. `` Rubber duck, '' she said to the gargoyle.

The gargoyle opened to reveal a circular staircase. Albus stepped inside and climbed up. His heart was pounding as he stepped off the survive step and came into a throwaway room. It was adorned with the portrayal of past master. There were all sort of silver instruments on every surface, along with bookcases overflowing with playscript. In the back was a desk with a comfy looking chair behind it. Behind the chair was Professor Dumbledore 's portraiture. Albus glanced around and noticed that he was alone in the room. Luckily, prof Kendrick was not there. Albus breathed a sigh of relief. That was the one thing that could consume gone wrong with the architectural plan. If Kendrick was there, then Albus would not have a chance to talk to Dumbledore.

Albus ran to Dumbledore 's portrait, eager to get this over with, as Kendrick could return any moment. As he approached Dumbledore, he passed the only other portrait that was currently awake. It was a portrait of a greasy haired, hooked intrude man. `` Getting into trouble, Potter ? Just like your Father-God, '' the man said. It was prof Snape.

Albus chose to cut him as he reached Dumbledore. `` Um, excuse me, Sir, '' he started.

`` Hello, Albus, '' Dumbledore smiled, `` I wondered when I 'd be seeing you. But I must ask, what sort of trouble did you cause to be sent here ? ``

`` I, um, er, well, it was n't me, exactly. It was Rose. But we assumed, hoped rather, that I 'd get blamed for it, '' Albus stammered.

`` Ah, you 've been wanting to sing to me ? '' Dumbledore asked.

`` Yes, sir, '' Albus replied.

`` I will be glad to avail you, but initiatory I really must know what you and get up did, '' Dumbledore insisted, `` I am rather singular. ``

`` Well, Rose set off a Weasley pyrotechnic in prof Washburn 's form, '' Albus confessed.

`` Interesting. I seem to remember her female parent doing the same in my social class once, although I never could examine it, '' Snape commented.

`` That 's certainly a creative way of getting to talk to me, '' Dumbledore replied, `` But I must tell you that a better way would be to send Son with another portrait and I 'd be able-bodied to meet you in the coarse room. ``

Albus slapped his top dog, `` I ca n't believe I did n't think of that ! Too late now. Anyway, what I want to sing about is private. ``

`` Oh, I understand. Ask away. ``

`` Um, well, over Yuletide, rosiness, James I, and I, and a few other of our cousin overheard our parents talking, '' Albus paused, waiting for the reproval for listening in on a conversation.

`` Perfectly understandable. I do believe that if grownup do n't want children hearing their conversations, they ought to use the right appeal against eavesdropping. ``

Albus grinned, `` That 's what I thought, but Grandma was pretty mad. She took away all of James 's Extendable Ears. ``

`` What a pity. I always thought those were ingenious. I wish they had been invented when I was your age. ``

`` Anyway, we overheard that they are keeping something from us. A private, I guess. We always thought they told us everything about Voldemort, the horcruxes, and the Battle at Hogwarts. But now we 're not so certain. They were talking about figuring out when to tell us something. Something they do n't want us to spread around, '' Albus informed him.

`` I see, '' Dumbledore replied with a serious-minded look on his case, `` Go on. ``

`` fountainhead, prof, we think we sort of know what it is. Well, I heard them say one word and the Lapp word was mentioned in these weird aspiration I 've been having. I 've been having ambition due to person doing Legilimency on me. I 'm learning Occlumency, though. ``

`` That 's proficient, '' Dumbledore said, `` I hope it 's going well. ``

`` Mine is, but James is n't doing so well with his. ``

`` Who 's teaching you ? '' Snape interrupted, `` It 's not your Father-God, 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 undertaking. ``

`` He 's doing better now, '' Albus said defensively.

`` Who is teaching you, then ? '' Snape pressed.

`` My Aunt Hermione. ``

`` wellspring, as often of a know it all she was, she 's probably a competent teacher, '' Snape approved.

`` Thank you, Severus, '' Dumbledore said, `` Now, continue, Albus. ``

`` Um, right. Anyway, I guess I was wondering if you could tell me anything about the Hallows, '' Albus held his breather, waiting for Dumbledore 's reaction.

Dumbledore sighed, `` I was afraid that 's what you were going to ask. What do you be intimate about them ? ``

`` Not much. My parents have n't told me anything, but I 'm fairly sure that 's what they 're keeping from us. Rose, James, and I have been researching in the subroutine 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 careful not to believe everything those dreams tell you, '' Snape warned, `` That was one of your father 's job. ``

`` 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 conflict. Many of those who do, do not believe it. ``

`` So, they do induce to do with the battle ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, they do, '' Dumbledore confirmed.

`` Will you tell me what they are ? ''

Dumbledore sighed again, `` I am afraid that it is not my place to tell you. That duty remains with your don. I will tell you that they played an important role in defeating Voldemort, but beyond that, you 'll have to wait until your Fatherhood is ready to tell you. ``

Albus groaned, `` But why ? Why wo n't he tell me ? ``

`` Adults have a habit of keeping affair from children because they think they are protecting them. This is not always the sheath, as I have learned on many occasion. I made the same mistake numerous times, most of them involving Harry and the entropy about his past. ``

`` Oh, '' Albus responded, `` Do you know when he 'll enjoin me ? ``

`` No, although I do imagine it will be soon. Perhaps within the next few calendar month, '' Dumbledore revealed.

`` Months ? ! '' Albus shouted, `` I ca n't waitress that long ! ``

`` forbearance is a mighty virtue, Albus, '' Dumbledore said, `` I know it 's concentrated to expect that long. Which is why I will give you a little hint. ``

`` A hint ? Like where we can recover 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 affair ... '' he paused, wondering if he should separate Dumbledore about Matt.

Dumbledore smiled, but did n't say anything.

Albus sighed. `` Ok, it 's my friend Matt. He gets sick a lot, once a month to be exact. And I just found out he 's a loup-garou. Not that that topic or anything. I still want to be protagonist with him, '' Albus said quickly.

`` Ah, yes, Matthew Eckerton, '' Dumbledore replied.

`` You know him ? ''

`` Yes, he voiced a few concerns to me before the school yr started. He and his parents had a merging with Professor Kendrick. ``

`` That was quick, Potter. I must say that I am pleasantly surprised that you found out so quickly. Your father never was capable to put the cue together to figure out that Lupin was a werewolf. Miss Granger told him, '' Snape interjected.

Albus averted his centre from Snape and mumbled, `` Er, rose wine is the one who really found out. I just confirmed it when I was in the hospital Wing the like time as Matt. ``

`` Of course, '' Snape said flatly.

`` Severus, '' Dumbledore warned, `` Continue, Albus. ``

`` It 's just, Matt has n't told us yet. He 's still trying to shroud it from us. I just wish well he 'd trust me. It just variety of smell like no one trusts me. matte wo n't tell me he 's a loup-garou 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 think 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 harsh puerility. He 's been through repulsion you ca n't even guess. I do recall he trusts you, but I do n't reckon he tells many people about his lycanthropy. I know that he is very afraid about what will happen if citizenry find out- ''

`` But it does n't count to me ! Or John or Rose or Amanda ! '' Albus interrupted.

`` I know. But retiring experiences have caused Matt to be loth to tell anyone. Although I do recall he will commit in you eventually. ``

`` So you agree that I should n't tell him that I know ? '' Albus asked.

`` As long as he does n't have intercourse that you know, I think that would be a wise selection. ``

`` No, I do n't reckon he has any estimate that I know, '' Albus said.

`` commodity, '' Dumbledore continued, `` Now, I believe faith is a two-party street. You want Matt to entrust in you, but can you opine of anything that you are keeping from him, and John, and Amanda as well ? ``

Albus wracked his brain, `` Well, just the Hallows, but I do n't even get it on 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 told anyone, '' Albus reasoned.

`` Ah, but you wish your parents would tell you about them ? ``

`` Yes, but- ''

`` It might be wise to tell your friends, Albus. Just because your parents have n't told anyone, does n't mean you have to keep it to yourself. ``

`` Really ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, and that is my suggestion to you. Tell your acquaintance what you know about the Hallows. They just might be able to help you, '' Dumbledore told him.

`` You think they would know More than we could get from Holy Writ ? '' 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 air behind him and he jumped. He had momentarily forgotten what he had done to get to Kendrick 's office. As he remembered the chaos in Washburn 's division, 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 chair in front of the desk while Kendrick sat down in his chair.

`` Professor Patil told me what happened. Before we start discussing, I 'm going to ask prof Washburn to come up in. Along with your dad. Hopefully we 'll be able to get to the bottomland of this, '' Kendrick got up from the desk and went over to the fireplace. He threw a handful of floo powder in and thrust his drumhead 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 brother. Thanks to Moonylupin for the revaluation !
Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter

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`` Now, do n't ask to create much more than a wisp of silvery fog on your first attempt, '' Harry told his stratum of eager 7th years, `` Patronuses are difficult for even the honorable wizards to entreat. ``

`` But my mum and dad said you managed it in your 3rd year, '' Christina Davy interrupted.

`` Well, yes, I did, '' Harry told his course, `` But I had marvellous teacher and the need I needed to carry off it at such a young age. Now, everyone think of a happy retentivity, just as we discussed- ''

`` Excuse me, Harry ? '' The flaming in the classroom fireplace turned a bright emerald William Green and the headmaster 's face appeared in it. The whole class turned to look towards the hearth and were shocked to see prof Kendrick 's head.

`` Yes, professor ? '' Harry answered in a confused tone of voice. hearth had been installed in all the classrooms during the rebuilding of Hogwarts after the Battle in fiat for the instructor to communicate faster in the event of an emergency brake. 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 James I do this time ? '' Harry sighed.

`` No, not James. It was Albus, '' Kendrick told Harry.

`` What ? ! '' Harry was baffled. He never imagined Albus would get plenty trouble to be sent to the schoolmaster 's office. Even William James had avoided that so far.

`` Yes, it was Albus. He 's in my place right now and I 'd wish to hash out it with you and professor Washburn, '' Kendrick said

`` All right field. I 'll cope with you in your office in a few proceedings. ``

`` I 'll see you then, '' Kendrick 's head disappeared and the flaming returned to their usual orange.

The seventh years all turned their fountainhead back to Harry, with tone of shock on their faces.

`` What did Albus do ? '' Victoire asked, `` I ca n't imagine him getting in trouble. ``

`` I really do n't hump what happened, Victoire, '' Harry answered.

`` Were his admirer in on this, too ? '' Amy asked anxiously. Harry could tell she was disturbed about her brother getting in trouble.

`` I 'm not surely. I just find out about this now, '' Harry responded, `` I 've got to go. I 'm dismissing class now. I trust you 'll all use this prison term responsibly, '' Harry grinned, knowing they 'd all use the metre to boob off. `` We 'll retain with Patronuses future class. ``

Harry left the schoolroom as his students were packing up. He made it to Kendrick 's agency in record time, gave the countersign, and entered the room. Kendrick was sitting behind his desk, with Albus and Washburn sitting in social movement of it. There was an empty-bellied chair between them. cypher was saying a countersign. Both Dumbledore and Snape 's portraits seemed to be paying close attention. Harry walked over to the empty-bellied chair and he noticed that Albus was shaking and he looked extremely scared.

`` Hi, Al, '' Harry whispered and gave his son a quick hug before taking the middle seat. Albus remained still and he was staring straight at Dumbledore 's portrait.

`` dad wo n't be capable to deliver you this time, ceramicist, '' Washburn sneered.

`` That 's enough, Jameson, '' Kendrick said calmly, `` Now that Harry is here, could you please explain to both of us what happened ? ``

`` I was trying to teach and all of a sudden, there was an plosion and a firework emerged from the mesa he was sitting at, '' Washburn bickering, `` He set it off to make a disruption. He 's been doing it ever since the beginning of the twelvemonth. ``

`` Is this true, Albus ? '' Kendrick asked. All three adults turned to look at Albus, who was sinking broken in his can. He did not say a word.

`` Of course it 's true up ! '' Washburn growled after a few bit of silence.

A loud banging disrupted their discourse. Harry turned away from Albus and looked at the office door. `` Do you need me to get that ? ``

`` Yes, I suppose, '' Kendrick replied.

Harry got up and went over to the door. He opened it and blush wine came bursting in. She was out of breath and looked flushed. `` Do n't. Expel. Him. '' she panted.

`` What ? ! '' Kendrick said, `` I was n't planning on expelling Albus. ``

`` You should ! '' Washburn stood up and glared at Kendrick.

`` Sit down, '' Kendrick responded, `` You have to abide by my decisions. I will not discharge Albus, but there will be a punishment. ``

`` No ! '' Rose shouted. She walked towards Kendrick 's desk and stood in forepart of it. Harry followed and stood behind Albus 's chairperson. `` It was n't him ! '' she announced.

`` What do you mean ? ! '' Washburn exclaimed, `` Of path it was him ! I saw him ! ``

`` No, you did n't. You saw it came from our tabular array, there was no way you could order who actually did it. John, flatness, and I were also sitting at that tabular array, '' blush wine explained.

`` What are you getting at, rose ? '' Harry asked. Now he was thoroughly confused about the whole event.

`` It was me, '' rosiness 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 induce problem during category, it was rose wine. Rose did enjoy causing trouble, but she never did it during classes.

`` well, not really, '' Rose glanced shiftily at Washburn and then returned her regard to Harry. `` Not intentionally, that is. It was one of those new fireworks that Uncle George is working on. They 're still in the testing stage. The ones that are supposed to actually disappear 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 big experimental production that could suffer accidentally gotten set off.

`` Anyway, they 're very unstable right now and they go off if there 's a lot of magic trick around, and we were practicing charming newspaper publisher birds, '' Rose told him.

`` Why did you consume it ? '' Harry asked.

`` I, um, took it during Christmas breakage, '' 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 one. I just realized that the other day. ``

`` And why was it in your bag ? ``

`` I was meaning to break it to you during DADA, but I forgot, '' Rose confessed.

Harry sighed, `` All right. I guess that whodunit is solved. ``

`` What about punishment ! They need to be punished ! '' Washburn shouted while glaring at Rose.

`` Rose will get lines, but seeing as Albus was n't actually involved, I ca n't punish him, '' Kendrick explained.

`` But, but, '' Washburn sputtered.

`` And that is last, Jameson, '' Kendrick said firmly, `` Now, Albus and rosiness, you should get going to your next class. Rose, you can do your lines with prof Washburn tomorrow night at seven. ``

Albus and Rose nodded. Albus got up and gave Harry a hug before he followed Rose out of the way. He still did n't say anything, but he looked a bit less scare off than he had earlier and he had stopped shaking.

Kendrick stood up, `` I 'm glad we got this all straightened out. I shall see both of you later. ''

Washburn glared at Harry and stomped out of the way, slamming the threshold behind him. Harry turned to leave as well, but stopped when he heard a fellow vocalization. `` Harry, I would like to talk over something with you, if you have time. ''

Harry turned around and saw the familiar expression of Albus Dumbledore looking at him. `` Yeah, I 've got time. ``

`` I 'll allow for you to your conversation, then, '' Kendrick said as he left his office.

Harry walked over to Dumbledore 's portrait, `` What is it, Professor ? ``

`` I had an interesting conversation with Albus earlier. ``

`` Really ? '' Harry was very curious as to what the two of them would make talked about.

`` Oh, yes, '' Dumbledore continued, `` He has been wondering about the Hallows. ``

`` The, the, Hallows ? '' Harry stammered. He did n't recollect his shaver had ever even heard of the Hallows.

`` The Hallows. He overheard you talking about them over Christmas Day holiday. He, James, and rosebush have been attempting to research them in the depository library ever since. ``

`` They have ? ''

`` That 's what Albus told me. Naturally, they did not find any response, '' 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 hump about them, but that I could not founder him the answers he wanted. I believe that is your duty, Harry, '' Dumbledore responded.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, `` Thank you. ``

`` Why have n't you told them, Harry ? ``

Harry stopped to think. Dumbledore gazed at him while waiting patiently. `` fountainhead, I guess because I do n't want a whole lot of people knowing about them. The last thing we need is to take someone seeking them out. ``

`` But you fear that is what 's happening. ``

`` Yes, I do. I 'm afraid that 's what the dreams mean, '' Harry told him.

`` Are you afraid the kids will tell the completely shoal ? ``

`` I guess I am, '' Harry confessed, `` Especially Henry James. He 's always so bore to assure everyone he meets stories about me. ``

`` He is majestic of being your son, '' Dumbledore said, `` And I think if you expressed your concern about others knowing about the Hallows, they would keep the secret. ``

`` You 're probably right, '' Harry sighed, `` But I 'm also afraid about whoever 's doing the Legilimency finding out about them. If I tell the Kyd, then whoever wants the Hallows will be able-bodied to happen out where they are. ``

`` Perhaps. It is a tough yell. But I 'm sure you 'll always make believe the right decision in the end, '' Dumbledore replied, `` Were you ever planning on telling them ? ``

`` Yes, I was. ``

`` When ? ``

`` I 'm not sure, I guess, '' Harry responded, `` When they were a bit older, I suppose. But I was waiting for the good moment. ``

`` And that consequence might be approaching earlier then you thought, '' Dumbledore replied, `` Albus thinks you do n't trust him. ``

`` He does ? '' Harry sighed. This was getting more complicated by the moment.

`` Yes, he told me. He is a bit upset about it. But it is aided by the fact that you are n't the only one keeping a big arcanum from him. ``

Harry paused to think. Who else was keeping closed book from his son ? `` Oh, his friend, flatness, 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 the great unwashed 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 yield that 's between him and lusterlessness and there is n't practically you can do about it. What you can do is reconsider when you are going to evidence your shaver about the Hallows. ``

`` Yeah, I guess I will. I just do n't desire to look sharp into it. Maybe at the end of term would be safe. That way they can treat the idea over the summer at home where they wo n't be tempted to narrate others about it. ``

`` That would be Wise, '' Dumbledore smiled.

`` Thanks for telling me, professor. I should probably get going, '' Harry said.

`` I shall see you soon, Harry. ``

`` Bye, '' Harry turned around and left the office. He thought about what Dumbledore said on his way to the Great Hall for dejeuner. What Dumbledore said made gumption, but he was still loth about telling his kids about the Hallows.

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`` That was an telling lie the Weasley miss told, '' Snape said curtly to Dumbledore after Harry left.

`` Yes, it was, '' Dumbledore agreed.

`` But you did n't tell potter about it. ``

`` No, I did not palpate it was requisite. I do n't think anymore punishment would have accomplished anything. I ca n't guess Albus or rosebush will do anything like that again in the near future, '' Dumbledore explained.

`` They did lie, though. They lied to the schoolmaster. That deserves penalty, '' Snape responded.

`` Perhaps, perhaps, '' Dumbledore said calmly, `` But, Severus, you did not say Harry either. ``

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`` That was crazy, '' Albus shouted after he left the headmaster 's agency with Rose. As soon as the gargoyle closed behind them, James appeared in front of them.

`` wellspring, are you in huge problem, Albus ? '' he asked anxiously.

`` Luckily, no, '' Albus told his brother.

`` What happened, then ? '' James pushed, `` Are you going to tell us about your talk of the town with Dumbledore ? ``

`` Of row ! '' Albus said, `` Just not here. What if soul heard us ? ``

`` There 's still an hour until our next class, why do n't we go up to the usual room ? It might be empty now, '' Rose suggested.

`` goodness idea, '' Albus agreed. He started walking towards Gryffindor column. James and Rose followed, neither of them saying a word.

The usual room was empty. Albus, James, and pink wine hurried inside and snagged the good armchairs near the attack. James and Rose looked at Albus expectantly, waiting for him to begin.

Albus launched into a lengthy explanation about his conversation with Dumbledore. Henry 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 tell climb up about that later, after James left.

`` So, Dumbledore knows ? '' James said after Albus finished.

`` Yes, he does, but he wo n't tell me much, '' Albus explained, `` Just tell apart me to ask my protagonist. ``

`` That 's so strange, '' rosiness furrowed her supercilium, `` Why would they jazz anything about the Hallows if we do n't ? ``

`` Dunno, '' James commented, `` He was a bit mad, though. ``

`` Yeah, but he was brilliant. He has n't been untimely about much, '' Albus reminded them.

`` So, you think we should tell our friends ? '' Rose asked.

`` I 'm not really for certain, '' Albus confided, `` I 'd be will to try anything right now to figure 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, '' Henry James reasoned, `` As far as he knows, we 've never even heard the intelligence 'Hallows'. ``

`` That 's genuine, '' rose said.

`` fountainhead, Dumbledore seems to think that Dad 's going to tell us soon, possibly this twelvemonth, '' Albus reminded them.

`` Maybe we should give it another month or so ? '' rosiness suggested, `` Maybe something will wrench up in the library. ``

`` Dumbledore said we wo n't find anything in the subroutine library. The Hallows do have to do with Voldemort 's fall. He told me that much. And hardly anyone knows about that function, of course. ``

`` I guess we could give it a little while longer, to see if he tells us about them, '' James sighed.

`` Ok, then, we 'll expect a bit longer, '' Albus agreed, `` Anyway, if Dad wo n't tell us, he certainly wo n't need our friends to do it. ``

`` Yeah, '' Saint James the Apostle said, `` Oh, what punishment did you wind up with ? ``

`` I got hold tomorrow night, '' pink wine told him.

`` I got nothing, '' Albus grinned.

`` What ? ! '' King James shouted, `` Nothing ? ``

`` Nope, nothing. ``

`` I convinced them it was me. Well, I convinced them the firework went off accidentally, '' Rose explained the story she told about the experimental firework.

`` That 's stick, '' James grinned, `` You must be an fantabulous liar. ``

pink wine blushed and suppressed a smile.

`` speechmaking of beat, '' Albus started, `` How did you get hold out where Kendrick 's place is ? ``

`` That would be all me, '' James continued grinning, `` All my blaze. ``

`` What did you do ? '' Albus asked suspiciously.

`` well, I expected to find Uncle Harry in his power after stratum, but he was n't there. I was so interest you 'd get expelled before I was capable to explain. So I went to happen James so we could figure out what to do- ''

`` Let me recount him, Rose, '' King James I interrupted, `` We ran back to Dad 's billet and that 's when I thought of how we could discover the authority. creative thinker you, I wish I 'd thought of it earlier and then you would n't have had to do the whole firework thing. ``

`` fountainhead, what was it ? '' Albus asked impatiently.

St. 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 frontal bone. `` Of course ! Why did n't we remember of it before ? ``

`` I dunno, but the thought just popped into my head. I 'm so glad Dad told us how it worked. We were able to find Kendrick 's office, but of course the door was closed and we did n't make love the watchword. But then we looked at the map and the trivial dot labeled 'Rose Weasley'had a speech bubble that said 'Rubber duck'. So Rose said that and she was in. Easy as that. ``

Albus continued to gaze in awe at the map. `` So now you 've got the map ? You 're going to be in Brobdingnagian trouble. What if Dad 's using it ? ``

`` I do n't think he is. It was n't sitting out or anything. We were n't even sure it was there, thought he might have left it at home. I summoned it. It came flying out of the bottom of a trunk that was shoved in the back of the storage cupboard, '' James IV explained.

`` Are you going to stay fresh it ? '' Albus asked.

`` For now, '' Epistle of James told him, `` At to the lowest degree until I hear anything about Dad wondering where it is. ``

`` I hope you do n't get in trouble, James, '' Rose warned, `` Be heedful. ``

`` I will, do n't worry. I 'd just like to get some mischief in, '' King James I grinned.

`` Be careful about who sees it, too, '' Rose insisted.

`` I 'm just letting Nathan and Omar Nelson Bradley see it. And Cedric and Ben, of course. They know all about it. And they keep asking when I 'd manage to nick it. ``

Rose sighed, `` amercement. Well, we 'd best get going to socio-economic class. '' She stood up and walked towards the portrait gob.

Albus got up and followed Rose, `` See ya later, James. ``

`` Bye, '' Saint James the Apostle waved.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and Beta, Dancer of Starlight, as well as my other sister and my brother. Thanks also to inkheart, Moonylupin, and putz for their recap !
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As the calendar week progressed, Albus fell back into his usual Hogwarts routine. His homework drove about of the thoughts about the Hallows out of his head word. He occasionally thought about telling John, mat, and Amanda about them, but he decided not to. James II, who was even more interfering than Albus, did not seem to be lingering on thoughts of the Hallows either. Between homework, Quidditch exercise, and Occlumency example, he hardly had any leisure time at all. Albus had yet to hear about any amazing pranks that James had been able to perpetrate off with the assistant of the Marauder 's Map.

Towards the end of the week, Albus and his friends had something else to concern about that succeeded in Albus momentarily forgetting about the Hallows all together. The wax moon. It fell on a Monday this month. The Sunday before it, Albus and his booster were enjoying a snowball fight on the grounds.

scag ! John the Evangelist had sent a Abronia elliptica at the backrest of Albus 's headway and the force caused him to fall face first into the cryptic snow. `` I 'll get you ! '' Albus shouted as he stood back up and formed a turgid sweet sand verbena. He sent it flying across the nearly empty Quidditch rake towards John. But Saint John was too quick. He jumped aside and the snowball hit Matt instead.

`` Ha, ha ! '' toilet shouted gleefully. They were having a team Charles Percy Snow bollock fight. It was whoremaster and Rose versus Albus, Matt, and Amanda. lavatory seemed delighted that Albus had hit one of his own teammate instead. john rolled another snow orchis and threw it at Amanda. It hit her public square in the rear. She in play quickly made a snowball and threw it at Rose. rosebush jumped aside and the snowball sailed into the flat coat behind her. Despite the fact that Albus 's team had three citizenry and John and blush wine were only two, Saint John the Apostle and rosiness seemed to be doing very much better. John had a good arm and very effective aim and was great at dodging snowballs.

Albus quickly made another snowball and was about to drop it, but he noticed that matt still had n't gotten up. He dropped his snowball and ran over to Matt and was hit in the head by a snowball sent by John.

`` full point the game ! '' Albus shouted and pointed to flatness. John, Rose, and Amanda glanced over and immediately dropped their snowballs.

`` mat, are you all right ? '' Albus poked matt 's arm, but he did n't respond.

`` lusterlessness ? '' lav rolled him over onto his binding. Matt groaned. King John pulled him up into a seated emplacement. `` We should probably go inside, '' St. John the Apostle said to Albus.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed. He grabbed Matt 's other arm and he and John pulled Matt to his feet. `` I 'm pitiful, I did n't call back I threw it that hard. ``

`` I did n't recollect you did either, '' John agreed. They walked back towards the castle, supporting Matt between them.

`` Maybe we should go to the Hospital Wing, '' Rose suggested.

`` No, no infirmary extension, '' matte 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, '' matte said.

They walked slowly back to Gryffindor tugboat. By the time they were at the uncouth room, mat was able to take the air unsupported, although he still did n't see respectable. Once they were in the room, Matt made a beeline for the dorm room. Albus and john went with him so they could coldcock their wet cloaks and scarves.

`` Are you going to stay up here ? '' Albus asked Matt.

`` I think so, '' lustrelessness said as he climbed into his bed.

`` Ok, well I hope you 're feeling better, '' Albus replied.

`` Me, too, '' whoremonger said. But by the time the two boys left the way, Matt had already fallen asleep.

Albus and John headed back down the flier staircase and back into the commons room. The room was packed and very noisy. Rose and Amanda had already settled themselves to doing prep at a small secluded table in a corner of the room. Albus and King John sat down across from the girlfriend and took out their books.

`` So, '' Albus whispered, `` Is the full lunar month sometime soon ? ``

`` Yep, '' rose told him without looking up from her homework, `` It 's tomorrow. ``

`` D'you think it 'll be as bad as last prison term ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I dunno, '' rose wine answered, `` I really do n't have sex why his transformation are so bad. ``

`` I think he 's section of that bailiwick Uncle Bill was talking about, '' Albus told them, `` When I was in the Hospital flank last month, the Healer mentioned a study, but Madam Pomfrey shushed him before he elaborated. ``

`` Then that might explain it. But why would he be in the report if it 's just making affair big ? '' John asked.

`` Who knows what it was like before it, though, '' rosebush commented.

`` full point, '' John responded. The four friends sank into their persuasion and continued working on their prep in secretiveness for a one-half time of day. The disturbance in the common elbow room made it difficult to carry on a conversation. Albus managed to complete his Charms prep, but it took him longer than common since he was distracted by worrying about Matt.

Albus closed his Charms Holy Writ and put it back into his bag. When he looked up, he was surprise to see lusterlessness coming over towards them. Albus sat back up and poked trick, who was still working diligently on his Herbology essay that was due the future day. John looked up as lusterlessness sat down succeeding to Rose.

`` What are you guys talking about ? '' Matt asked.

`` Not a good deal, really, we 're just doing homework, '' John told him, `` I guess I 'll birth to complete this after dinner. '' He closed his Herbology book and stuffed it in his bag.

`` You coming to dinner ? '' Albus asked Matt, `` We were n't trusted if you 'd be up. ``

A flavour of panic flashed across Matt 's expression, `` Why would you call back that ? '' he asked quickly.

Albus glanced shiftily at privy, `` Er, just because you did n't appear too good after getting hit by that Abronia elliptica. ``

lusterlessness visibly relaxed, `` Oh, um, I 'm feeling better now. ``

`` That 's unspoiled, '' Albus answered. mat did look a bit better, although he was still often paler than usual. `` Let 's go eat, then. I 'm starved. ``

rose wine and Amanda packed up their work and the chemical group headed down to the Great Asaph Hall. Even though Matt went to dinner, Albus noticed that he did n't eat often. After dinner party, they headed back up to the commons room to finish their homework.

`` I 'm still three inches short, '' St. John the Apostle announced after he worked for another twenty dollar bill second on his Herbology essay.

`` Let me see it, '' rose reached over and took St. John 's essay. She read it silently for a few minutes. `` You can expatiate on the uses of Lucifer 's trap in Potions. ``

`` demon 's Snare has usance in Potions ? '' John asked.

`` Yes, in more advanced Potions. It 's in the record book, '' blush wine told him. John flipped through his Good Book and began working on his essay again.

Albus had finished his Herbology essay the former day and was currently working on a DADA 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 ? '' flatness picked his heading up from his book. He had fallen asleep in his pappa book.

`` Have you finished the DADA 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 worry look. Albus had a feeling that flatness would not be getting the essay done. They both went back to their study without saying a news. A few minutes later, someone tapped Albus on the shoulder.

`` Hey, '' someone said from behind him.

Albus turned around and saw Victoire standing behind his chair. `` Oh, hi, Victoire. What 's up ? ``

`` Not much, '' Victoire sat down in the chair next to Albus. `` Amy and I just have to tell you something. '' Amy had sat down next to lustrelessness and was trying to inflame him up.

`` What is it ? '' Albus asked. John, rose, and Amanda had all looked up from their study and were waiting for Victoire to get on with it.

`` Quinton Willinson has finished his detentions, '' Victoire told him.

`` Oh, great, '' Albus groaned.

`` I just thought you should jazz, '' Victoire said.

`` Do you think he 's going to bother me anymore ? '' Albus asked.

`` He might. Detention certainly deterred him for a month, but who knows what could chance now that he 's done with detention. I 'd just watch out, if I were you. All of you. ``

They all nodded, except for matt, who was sleepily paying care 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 stuff. ``

Amy stopped whispering to matte and looked at Victoire. `` Uh, yeah, I have n't finished it either. '' She said something else to Matt and then stood up and left with Victoire, while glancing once Thomas 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 calendar month, '' Albus replied.

`` You 've got to be deliberate. He 's going to want revenge again, '' lavatory said.

`` Yeah, he will, '' Albus agreed.

`` Has Slughorn mentioned anymore party ? '' John the Evangelist asked.

`` No, surprisingly not. But I 'm not going to any even if he does. ``

`` I think that 's a serious idea. I wo n't either. We should try and debar Willinson, '' Rose responded.

They worked on their prep for another minute before going to bed. Matt had fallen asleep again shortly after Amy and Victoire left, and Albus had to poke him rather hard to awake him up. Once they got up to the residence hall, matte collapsed onto his bed and was asleep within minutes.

Albus lay awake for a while before he managed to fall asleep. He was worried about Matt and about what Willinson was going to do now that he was unloose from detention. Albus tried to net his mind, but there were so many things worrying him that he found it impossible. His sleep was filled with strange pipe dream, involving Willinson, along with the usual nightmare about the Hallows.

Albus went down to breakfast the next break of the day with John and Matt. They were running late because it had taken John and Albus a spell to wake Matt up. By the time they made it to the Great manor hall, Rose and Amanda had already finished breakfast and were getting ready to go to DADA.

`` There you are ! '' rose said when Albus sat down next to her, `` You 'd meliorate eat fast. We 've got to go to category in five minutes. ``

`` I know, it took us forever to get him up, '' Albus gestured to Matt, who was leaning his headspring on his arm and not eating anything. Rose nodded and glanced at matte sympathetically.

Albus and John shoved a few slices of toast into their rima oris and then the group was off to DADA. They managed to run into the room before the Vanessa Bell rang, but they were the last 1 there. There was only one table uncommitted, the one in front, which happened to be the right way in front line of the table Scorpio Malfoy and his friends sat at. Albus groaned silently and sat down at the board, hoping Malfoy would n't mention matte 's fatigue.

`` I 'll take in your essays now, '' Harry announced once he 'd finished taking attending. He got up and went around the room to call for the essays.

Albus handed his dad his essay and Harry moved on to matt. matte was laying his head word on his Good 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, Professor, '' Matt whispered, `` I tried to get it done hold up dark, but I just ... '' his voice trailed off.

`` It 's all right, '' Harry replied, `` Try to have it done by adjacent calendar week. I know I did n't present you much clock time, since I just assigned it Friday. ``

Matt nodded and put his head back down on the board. 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 spare time for his essay ? '' Malfoy pointed at Matt.

Harry sighed, `` I do not think that is any of your business, Mr. Malfoy. ``

`` But it 's not very carnival, is it ? Why ca n't I have extra time ? ``

`` You handed in your essay today, did n't you ? '' Harry asked.

`` Yes, why ? ``

`` fountainhead, then, you obviously are in no need of extra clock time. If you ever think you need extra meter for an assignment, just tell me why and I may yield it to you. ``

`` But- ''

`` That 's the end of this discussion, Mr. Malfoy, '' Harry cut him off, `` Now, back to the deterrent example .... ''

Harry lectured for the entire family. Throughout the first half of class, Malfoy repeatedly poked Matt with his wand to try and wake him up. Albus turned around and glared at him numerous times but Malfoy kept doing it. Eventually, Harry noticed and threatened Malfoy with detention if it continued. Albus was relieved when grade was over, but they still had to produce it through magic spell with the Slytherins. Although Albus knew even Malfoy would n't horn in anyone with his wand in Washburn 's class.

`` So, first you get peculiar treatment from lady Pomfrey and now from Professor Potter, too ? '' Malfoy glared icily at Matt after they left the papa room.

`` Just leave him alone, '' Albus growled.

`` I will retrieve out why, you can reckon on it, '' Malfoy stared at Matt, who had gone as blanch as a ghost when Malfoy said this.

`` Is there a problem ? '' Harry had just left the classroom and was standing behind Malfoy.

Malfoy jumped as he heard Harry 's phonation, `` No, Professor. '' He gave flatness one Sir Thomas More spotlight before taking off for the good luck charm 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 appealingness. John, rose wine, and Amanda had gone on ahead, but Albus was staying behind to take the air with Matt, who was walking considerably slower.

`` Late again, Potter, Eckerton, '' Washburn growled as they walked into the room. They headed for their common back tabularize and passed Malfoy on the way. He was smiling smugly at them, noticeably happy that they were late. The class went by in its common torment. Washburn seemed to have increased his hate for Albus since the firework incident, if that was possible. He called on Albus for every dubiousness, even though Albus never raised his script. The only times he did n't do this was when he chose to call off on Matt, which was every time he fell asleep.

Much to Albus 's surprise, Matt made it through twofold Herbology without going to the infirmary annex. Albus was trusted that Neville would consume made him go after he tripped over a pot and banged his arm on the work bench. But Neville just asked if he was all right and continued teaching.

After dinner, Albus and his Quaker found themselves taking a much needed break from studying. They had all finished the homework that was due the side by side day and were relaxing at their usual table. Albus was losing horribly at necromancer 's Chess to rose wine, whose knight was currently beating up Albus 's queen. King John and Amanda were playing a rather gaudy plot of Exploding Snap.

`` You want to bet, Matt ? '' Saint John the Apostle asked as he was dealing circuit card for the next round.

`` No, '' matte groaned. He was curled up in an armchair near the table and was wincing every few minutes.

`` All right field, '' John gave him a worried look, `` Do you want me to go with you to the infirmary Wing ? ``

`` Not right now, '' lustrelessness whispered and closed his middle again.

Albus glanced up and looked at his friends. They all had worried looks on their faces. Albus watched Matt downslope back asleep, which only took two minutes.

`` poove to D4, '' pink wine announced, `` And checkmate. '' rosiness 's king moved to the square, drum up Albus 's remaining bishop, and won the secret plan. `` right game. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Have you ever lost ? ``

`` I 've lost to my dad quite a few times, '' Rose said as she put her chessmen away.

Albus put his chessmen back in their example and folded up the board. He looked up once he was done and saw Amy coming over. She walked over to Matt and started gently shaking him awake.

`` Hi, Amy, '' Albus said.

Amy looked over at Albus, `` Oh, hi, Albus, '' she said quietly and went back to waking Matt up. Matt opened his middle and groaned.

`` C'mon, it 's time to go, '' Albus heard Amy rustle. Albus looked at rosebush, John, and Amanda. They were all watching Amy, too.

`` Ugh, no, '' flatness whispered. But he sat up and winced.

`` It 's ok, total on, '' Amy grabbed Matt 's arm and pulled him gently out of the president. Matt got up and let Amy moderate him out of the green room.

`` Has she ever taken him to the Hospital Wing before ? '' Albus asked once they left.

`` No, I do n't think so, '' Rose said.

`` She must think it 's going to be bad this clip, '' lavatory said glumly.

`` Guess so, '' Albus responded quietly.

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A/N : Thanks to my Sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight, my other sis, and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart and Moonylupin for their critique !

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The four friends were very subdued the eternal sleep of the eventide. They all joined in a game of Exploding Snap, but none of them were very into it. Although they did n't talk about Matt the rest of the eventide, 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 go down asleep. He tossed and turned for minute, but sleep would n't come to him. He was too distressed about matt.

`` Are you awake, John ? '' Albus asked once he was sure enough Bilius and Ethan were asleep.

Albus heard the bed to his right creak as can turned over. `` Yeah, ca n't log Z's. ``

`` Me neither. ``

`` Maybe this month wo n't be as bad, '' John suggested.

`` Hope so, '' Albus said, `` But even if it is n't as bad, he wo n't be in class tomorrow. ``

`` Which means that Malfoy 's going to say something, '' whoremonger groaned.

`` Yeah, we 've got to do something about that, '' Albus decided.

`` We could hex him, '' toilet suggested.

`` That 'd be sound, but I do n't entail like that. I mean something that 'll bemuse him off the track. We ca n't let him feel out, '' Albus explained.

`` Oh, right, '' John thought for a moment, `` How about, since matte 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 flatness 's visiting his demented gran. ``

`` goodness idea, '' Saint John the Apostle agreed.

Albus yawned, `` Well, I suppose we should try and get some sleep. ``

`` Probably. Good night, then. ``

`` 'Night. '' After another hr of laying awake, Albus finally fell asleep.

Albus woke up feeling very exhaust, after only a few hours sleep. He went down to breakfast with John and met rosiness and Amanda there, who were looking worried and not eating much.

`` Have you heard anything yet ? '' Rose asked once Albus sat down.

`` No, have you ? ''

`` No. I have n't seen Amy at all and have n't had clip to go to the hospital offstage. ``

`` We could try and go during lunch, '' John suggested.

Everyone agreed to that plan and managed to eat a bit of breakfast before heading off to Potions. By the time they got there, Slughorn was fix to get stratum, which meant Malfoy did n't have any metre to ask where mat was. Since it was just a single menstruation, Slughorn lectured during the stallion division and Albus had a intemperately clock time staying awake. He managed to take a few notes, but by the meter the category was over, he felt in motive of a nap.

`` Hey, there, potter, '' Malfoy ran up beside Albus just outside the door of the Potions classroom.

`` Malfoy, '' Albus mumbled and kept walking.

`` Could n't help but notice that Eckerton was n't in course today. You gon na tell me where he is ? ``

`` Visiting his gran. She 's not doing too well, '' Albus lied.

`` Really ? That 's matter to, '' 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, '' privy said shortly, before turning down the corridor towards the August 6 room, `` Now we 've got to go to stratum. ``

`` See you, then, '' Albus said to Malfoy as he followed John to Transfiguration of Jesus. Malfoy turned around and left without saying a word. `` I hope that worked. ``

`` Me, too, '' John the Evangelist agreed.

After Transfiguration, Albus and his friends ate a hurry lunch and went to the hospital extension. When they got there, Albus noticed that the doorway were open. `` Well, that 's a good star sign. ``

`` Definitely, '' blush wine agreed and walked inside. Albus, john, and Amanda followed her. The bed at the far end of the ward had the curtain drawn and all the other beds were empty. `` He must be in there, '' Rose pointed to the curtained bed.

`` Where 's gentlewoman Pomfrey ? '' Albus whispered. The nurse did n't appear to be in the room.

John pointed to the curtain, which started to rustle, `` She must be back there. ``

A gap appeared in the curtains and ma'am Pomfrey came out from behind them. She was carrying an discharge glassful and a clipboard. When she noticed the chemical group of Gryffindor first yr, she came rushing over to them. `` I thought I 'd be seeing you lot here. ``

`` Is matt all right ? '' rosiness whispered anxiously.

`` Yes, he should be mulct in a couple mean solar day, '' ma'am Pomfrey smiled.

`` So, it 's not nearly as bad as last time ? '' Albus asked.

`` Oh, no, he 's much better this calendar month, '' ma'am Pomfrey set the hollow glass down on a table and started writing on the clipboard.

`` wellspring, can we see him ? '' John the Evangelist asked tentatively.

`` Sorry, but no. He 's sleeping right now. And I do n't conceive he wants visitors. He has n't told you yet, has he ? ``

`` No, '' whoremonger answered.

Madam Pomfrey sighed, `` Of course of instruction. well, I do hope he tells you soon. I have a feeling this whole thing would be well-situated 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 set up to leave on Th or Fri. You 'd best be off to class, '' gentlewoman Pomfrey picked up the empty glass and strode into her office.

As Albus walked to the common elbow room to pick up his books, he thought about what Matt was going to do when he found out that they knew about his secret. Matt seemed so keen on keeping it from everyone. He did n't even need his friends to visit him in the Hospital Wing. 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 a lot about werewolves ? Albus was n't sure he would have figured it out without her. But even so, if Albus had found out so quickly, how long would it be until Malfoy found out ?

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`` Hey, Potty, '' a cold-blooded voice from behind Albus said. It was Fri dark and Albus, Rose, John, and Amanda were eating dinner party while wondering when Matt would number back. Albus turned around at the voice and choked on his pumpkin vine 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 last calendar month, toilet. ``

`` Yeah, I hear you 've been quite occupied with hold, '' Albus laughed.

`` Laugh now, but the detention is over. I 'll consume plenty of time on my paw now. ``

`` And what are you going to do ? You could n't even hex me. Your friends did it. ``

`` Energy Department n't matter. I 'm not the one who wound up in the infirmary annex, am I ? '' Willinson snorted.

`` And I suppose you 're gallant that a first year could demilitarise you ? '' Albus grinned, `` Because if I were you, I 'd be a bit abash. ``

`` Shut it, Potty, I planned that. ``

`` No, you did n't. Quite the look of shock on your face after I did it, '' Albus responded. Willinson glared at him.

`` What 's going on here ? '' someone from behind Albus asked.

`` N-nothing, prof, '' Willinson said quickly.

`` Then I 'd advise returning to the Slytherin board, Mr. Willinson, '' Neville replied. Willinson turned on the daub 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 know. I think the detentions may own set him straight, though. He 's not nearly as smug when he 's in the forest, '' Neville responded and left for the faculty table.

Albus laughed, `` I guess he 's not as fearless as we thought he was. ``

`` Course he 's not ! '' John the Divine exclaimed, `` He 's a Slytherin, not a Gryffindor. ``

`` Yeah, we 're the unfearing ones ! '' Albus agreed.

After dinner, Albus and his champion went to the green room to expend the even. The way was quite a bit empty than usual. There was a big dueling club meeting and most of the Gryffindors were attending it. number one years were not allowed to join the dueling club, so all of them were in the green room, along with some older students who were n't character of the order. Since it was so empty-bellied, Albus and his Friend were able to snag a few of the good armchairs in presence of the flak. They were all putting off homework, except for pink wine who was reading a book, since it was the weekend.

`` You going to link up the dueling club next yr ? '' Albus asked, while sorting through his umber anuran circuit card. `` I ca n't wait to join. James says it 's awesome. ``

`` Of course ! '' John shouted, `` Hey, have you got any Snape cards ? ``

`` Yeah, I 've got quite a few, '' Albus shifted his deck of cards and pulled out five Snapes, `` Want one ? ``

`` Yeah, I still have n't gotten any, '' John told him. Albus handed him one of his cards.

`` Is it convention to get injured badly in the dueling ball club ? '' Amanda asked.

`` It 's possible, but it does n't usually happen, '' Albus told her. `` The instructor make sure nix bad happens. ``

`` Then I might join. How about you, spring up ? '' Amanda said.

`` Sure, probably, '' rosebush responded absentmindedly.

`` Are you ok ? You 're awfully quiet, '' Amanda commented.

`` I 'm all right, '' Rose answered, `` I 'm just thinking about lusterlessness. Madam Pomfrey said he was supposed to be back today. ``

`` I 've been thinking about that, too, '' Albus told her, `` I hope he 's ok. ''

`` well, even if he does n't come back until tomorrow, it 's still in effect than last month, '' trick whispered, `` But I wonder when he 's going to tell us. ``

`` Why do n't we go up to the dormitory room and sing about it, '' Albus suggested, `` It 's too calm in here, individual 's going to hear us. And Bilius and Ethan are down here anyway. '' Albus pointed to a table to their left, where the other two Gryffindor first year boys were sitting playing gobstones.

`` goodness melodic theme, '' Rose agreed and closed her leger. The group got up from their chairperson and followed Albus to the boys'dormitory.

When they got up to the dormitory, Albus sat down on his bed. rosebush and Amanda looked around a bit before sitting down next to him.

`` I ca n't take away it anymore, we 've got to severalize him ! '' lavatory shouted and started pacing around the elbow room, `` I 'm not sure as shooting he 's ever going to tell apart us ! ``

`` He will, we 've just got to gift him some more metre ! '' Albus insisted.

`` I 'm not so sure, Albus. He has n't told us yet, what makes you so for sure he 'll ever do it ? '' John questioned.

`` I do n't know, I just think he will. ``

`` Well, I do n't. And I 'm not so sure I can go along pretending I have no clue why he leaves every month. I mean, how long has it been since we 've known ? And we 've known him since September. Is n't that plenty time for him to rely us ? '' St. John the Apostle stormed over to his bed and threw himself on it.

`` Honestly, lav, that 's really not a longsighted time. September was n't even six months ago, '' Rose reasoned.

`` So you 're on Albus 's face, then ? You think we should just pretend we 're clueless about his disappearances ? '' John asked.

`` Yes, I do. I think he will enjoin us, once he realizes he can confide us, '' Rose told him.

`` Well, what more do we accept to do ? '' John huffed.

`` It 's not that simple ! '' Albus shouted, remembering his conversation with Dumbledore. `` Do you sleep with how hard it must be for him ? He 's probably had multitude abandoning him because of this his whole animation ! ``

`` And I suppose you know more about it than I do ? Last I checked, you were n't a loup-garou, '' whoremonger shouted.

`` Yeah, I do know More than you ! '' Albus shouted back, getting up from the bed and walking towards John.

`` Really, and how would that be ? '' trick got up and stood in front of Albus, staring at him.

`` Because shift '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 werewolf ! So, yeah, I do cognise a bit more than you do ! ``

`` Fine, so you know More about it than me, but how do you acknowledge that flatness will differentiate us ? ``

`` I just do, ok ? '' Albus insisted, thinking of what Dumbledore had said.

`` well, I think that it might be easier 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, '' rosiness said from behind Albus and started tugging on his robes.

`` Not now, rosiness, '' Albus pushed her hand away, `` It probably would be wanton, but it 's his secret, so let 's just let him order us ! ``

`` But what if he does n't ! '' lavatory threw his handwriting up in the air. `` Are we just going to go our whole seven long time at Hogwarts pretending we do n't know ? ``

rose wine poked Albus more persistently and Albus pushed her hired man away again. `` Of course not, because he 'll tell us soon ! ``

`` Albus ! '' Rose shouted louder and pointed to the doorway.

Albus turned his head away from whoremonger and glanced at the threshold. flatness was standing there, looking tired and run down, with a shocked smell on his aspect. 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 shorter than common, but I wanted the cliffhanger. The next chapter will be quite a bit longer, as I 'm planning on combining two chapters again.

Thanks to my sister and genus Beta, Dancer of Starlight, my other Sister, and my pal. Thanks as well to inkheart and Moonylupin for their inspection !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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Albus turned back to John and they stared at each other. `` How long had he been standing there ? '' Albus asked quietly.

Rose sighed, `` Since right hand after you finished talking about shimmy 's dad. ``

`` So he definitely knows we know, '' Albus responded.

`` I 'd say so, '' Rose agreed.

Albus and John looked at each other again, and with their argument forgotten they both turned and ran out of the dormitory to comply Matt. Albus did n't appear back, but the speech sound of step told him that blush wine and Amanda were n't far behind. Albus did n't know what he was going to say to Matt when they found him, he just knew he had to do something. This was not how Albus imagined matt telling them about his lycanthropy. And he was trusted that it was not what Dumbledore had in mind. But what 's done is done, and Albus could only trust that lusterlessness was n't too mad at them.

When they reached the common room, it was packed. Albus realized that dueling club practice session must take in just let out. He glanced quickly around the way, thinking they 'd never observe Matt amongst all the other Gryffindors. John elbowed Albus in the slope and pointed towards the Fat gentlewoman 's portrait. It was opening, and then it closed again, but they did n't see anyone enter or leave. person myopic must have left. Albus knew it was lustrelessness. He motioned for his Quaker to follow. They pushed their way through the concourse of sometime students and eventually made it to the portrait. The mathematical group scrambled through the hole and landed in the seventh level corridor.

`` Where is he ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I dunno, '' Albus said, glancing around. lustrelessness was no where in raft. `` I wish we had the Marauder 's Map. ``

`` The what ? '' John asked.

`` The piranha 's Map. It 's that map of Hogwarts my grandad and his friends made. Remember ? I told you about it. ``

`` Oh, yeah. ``

`` well, we do n't have it. But we 'd amend get going if we have any Leslie Townes Hope of finding him, '' pink wine started running down the corridor.

Albus, John, and Amanda followed rose wine down the corridor. After a minute or so, Albus spotted matte. `` There he is ! '' he whispered to his friends. They continued running and it did n't assume long to see up to Matt. Since it was right after a full moon lunation, Matt was going dense than usual.

Albus and his Quaker stopped a few metre in front of him. `` Matt ? '' Albus asked tentatively.

Matt turned around and walked slowly towards his friends, past a tapestry of
Barnabas the Barmy trying to learn round to dance ballet, and stopped a few feet in front of Albus. `` So, you know ? '' he asked in a voice so soft, Albus could hardly hear it. He stared at the ground.

`` Er, yeah, '' Albus answered in an equally still voice.

matte did n't look up and turned around and paced slowly down the hallway. He seemed to be thinking hard. When he got just past the arras, he stopped and walked back towards Albus. Albus knew he was trying to guess of something to say. Albus glanced at his friends and all of them looked very uncomfortable. They stood completely still, not saying a word, while mat continued pacing up and down the hallway.

On his third or quartern metre returning to Albus, Albus was n't sure as he had lost count, flatness finally looked up at him with a scared construction on his typeface. matte opened his mouth 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 wall, his back talk fell open up. A door was sitting upon the wall, where there had n't been a threshold before. Albus turned around and looked at Rose. Albus had a impression 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.

flatness glanced at Albus and then he walked towards the door. When he reached it, he grasped the hold and opened it. He walked slowly inside, leaving the doorway exposed behind him. Once matt was inside, Albus nodded to his admirer and walked inside. John, pink wine, and Amanda followed.

When Albus got into the room, he gazed around in awe. The entire room was decorated in Gryffindor orange red and gold. The high cap was painted atomic number 79 and the walls were covered in orange red curtain. The floor was covered in orange red and gold patterned carpet. In the back of the room was a large open fireplace dispatch with a crackling fervidness. In front of the ardour, were three large comfy looking scarlet armchairs and a big gold lounge.

`` What is this station ? '' Amanda asked as she walked around the room.

`` I think it 's the room of Requirement, '' Albus told her, `` It 's also called the Come and Go Room. It only appears when you 're in motive of it. And it changes according to your needs. ``

`` Dad 's told me about this before, but he would n't tell me where it was or how to find it, '' John told them.

`` Same with me, '' rose said.

`` Me, too, '' Albus replied.

`` It 's unbelievable ! '' Amanda grinned, `` Looks just like the Gryffindor common way. ``

`` Only better, '' toilet responded, `` We can sit near the attack. ``

`` It looks like it was made for us, '' Albus commented.

`` It does, '' Rose agreed, `` flatness, did you ... request this ? ``

`` Yeah, '' lusterlessness sighed.

`` So, you knew about the Room ? '' John 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 infirmary backstage, if I want to just be alone and sleep. ``

`` And does it look like this then ? '' Amanda asked.

`` No, usually it 's got a four-poster bed and the fireplace, and that 's it. ``

`` So, it 'll throw you whatever you ask for ? '' Amanda responded.

`` Er, I think so, within understanding, '' Matt told her, `` Like, if you wanted a way full-of-the-moon of Galleons, I do n't think it would be capable to do it. And it ca n't give you food for thought. Something about the laws of Transfiguration of Jesus or something. ``

`` Is this where you 've been all day ? '' can asked as he wandered around the room. `` Because we went to see you on Tuesday and madam Pomfrey said you 'd get to pull up stakes Th or today. ``

Matt sighed and slowly walked towards one of the armchairs and sat down in it. Albus followed and sat down on the couch. blush wine sat down next to him while John and Amanda took the remaining chairs. `` Yeah, I was here, '' Matt said quietly after a few consequence of silence. `` I was just so tired and I could n't face 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 foretell on matte more right after he got back from the Hospital Wing.

`` You were still tired ? Even after spending three days in the infirmary Wing ? Why ? '' John 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, '' Matt mumbled.

The group sat in secretiveness for a few minute. St. John the Apostle pulled out a few More Gaul and offered them around. Albus, Rose, 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 anticipate me something, '' lusterlessness broke the silence, `` Do n't tell anyone. ``

Albus stared at him. `` Of grade we wo n't, '' he said solemnly. trick, Rose, and Amanda nodded their heads in agreement.

`` Thanks, '' lusterlessness whispered, and got up from his chair.

`` Where are you going ? '' Albus asked.

`` I dunno. I just figured you would n't want to hang out with me anymore, '' lustrelessness looked nervously at Albus.

`` What ? ! '' Albus shouted, `` Of path we still want to hang out with you ! ``

`` Really ? '' Matt asked, while a smile slowly crept up on his face.

`` Definitely ! '' John Lackland assured him.

`` Of course of action, '' Amanda smiled.

`` We wo n't abandon you, '' Rose said adamantly.

flatness 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 Friend with stopped talking to me once they found out. ``

`` That wo n't happen with us, '' Albus assured him.

`` But does n't it scare you, just a bit ? '' Matt asked tentatively.

`` Nope, '' Albus replied, grinning. He glanced at pink wine, who grinned back.

`` What 's so funny ? '' Matt looked from Albus to Rose.

`` Did Professor Kendrick tell you that you are n't the first werewolf to go to Hogwarts ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yeah ... '' matte responded warily, `` He said there was one early, a couple decades ago. ``

`` And I 'm guessing he never told you who that was ? '' rosiness replied.

`` Er, no, he did n't, '' Matt answered, `` But Amy told me that shift 's dad was a lycanthrope and he went here, so I assumed it was him. ``

`` Exactly, '' Albus grinned, `` And my dad 's shift 's godfather. ``

`` Really ? '' lustrelessness asked.

`` Yup, '' Rose said. `` I 'll let Albus tell you the quietus. ``

`` You mean, there 's more ? '' flatness stared in awe at Albus.

`` Yup, you want to know why my dad 's Teddy 's godfather, do n't you ? ``

`` Of course of action ! ``

`` Well, here it goes. My grandad, the one who was killed by Voldemort, went to Hogwarts the Lapplander prison term Remus lupine did. Along with Canicula Black and shaft Pettigrew. They all became pretty good acquaintance. Remus Lupin tried to maintain the fact that he was a loup-garou secret, but eventually, my grandpa, Canicula, and Peter found out. And they did n't abandon him. In fact, they all became illegal animagi and spent the full synodic month with him. ``

`` Really ? '' Matt glanced around at his friends.

`` Really, '' Albus continued, `` They stayed friends right wing up until Pettigrew betrayed my grandparents. And you know that tale. Then, Remus met Nymphadora Tonks, who was somehow related to Sothis, I think she was his cousin 's daughter. Anyway, they got hook up with and had a son, Teddy, right in the height of Voldemort 's reign. They both were killed in the fight. But Remus had made my dad shimmy 's godfather, so he 's kind of like a blood brother. So, you can see that no way would I abandon you. ``

`` Wow, '' Matt grinned at Albus, `` But what about the rest of you ? ``

`` Nope, you do n't have to worry about me, '' rose answered, `` Teddy 's like my first cousin. ``

`` I 'm not related to any werewolves, heck, you 're the start one I 've met. But do n't worry. You 're my Friend and nothing can change that, '' John replied.

`` Honestly, it scared me a bit when I first found out, '' Amanda admitted, `` But I 'm Muggle-born, so the only idea of werewolves I 'd had were in Muggle queer tales. ``

lusterlessness looked at her and the grinning on his face disappeared. He glanced nervously at Albus.

`` But I 'm finely with it now. develop taught me a lot. I know now that real werewolves are n't anything like the ones in queen tales. And besides, just because you get furred once a month does n't mean you 're a dissimilar person the rest of the month. I was friends with you before I knew and I 'll stay friends with you now, '' Amanda assured him.

Matt relaxed, `` Thanks, cat. I 've never had break friends. But how long have you known ? ``

`` well, rosiness figured it out in November, but we were n't convinced until I wound up in the hospital Wing at the Saami time as you death calendar month. ``

`` What ? ! '' Matt 's mouth fell open, `` How did that happen ? ``

Albus explained the duel with Quinton Willinson and how he had overheard Madam Pomfrey and the Healer talking early the side by side morning.

`` Why did n't you evidence me you knew ? '' mat asked quietly.

`` I thought it would be safe for you to tell us when you 're ready, but I guess that did n't chance, '' Albus answered.

`` Guess not, but thanks anyway, for the opinion, '' lustrelessness replied. Everyone sat quietly for a few present moment, before Albus broke the silence.

`` Could we, er, ask you query about it ? '' Albus asked tentatively.

Matt sighed, `` Sure, I guess. ``

`` If you do n't want to- '' Albus started.

`` No, it 's exquisitely, 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, '' mat told them.

`` All right, if you 're certain, '' Albus paused, `` Well, when did it happen ? ``

Matt took a deep breath. `` When I was five. We were Muggle camping at the time. My mum 's Muggle-born, and she had gone camping when she was a kid, and she wanted me and Amy to get the experience. You guys do know what Muggles do when they camp, right ? ``

`` That 's when they live in those cramped, tiny tents that are just big enough to sleep in, right ? And they do n't use electricity or any of that stuff they use instead of magic ? '' John asked.

Amanda stifled a giggle at his verbal description of camping. `` Well, that 's the general idea, I suppose, but it 's usually a lot funner than you describe it. ``

`` right wing, '' Matt said, `` Well, that 's what my mum wanted to do. So Dad agreed because he thought it sounded crazy enough to be fun. And it was, at start. We did n't use any magic. I do n't remember a whole lot, but I do think back Dad playing with catch trying to get the campfire lit. It took him a half hour. Amy says that after that first campfire, Mum lit all the residue of them.

`` We were going to encamp for three nights, I think. The arcsecond dark was a full moon. It was a blue moon. You know, when there are two moons in a month, they call the minute one a Amytal Moon. They do n't fall out often. Only every 2 or 3 years. It was the end of December, retrieve that the seasons are inverse in Australia, so it was warmly. We were all in one tent, and in the middle of the night I had to go to the bathroom. There was a tenacious paseo to the bathroom, through the Sir Henry Joseph Wood. I was halfway there when I heard this deep growl. The last thing I remember is a huge animal pouncing on me and a searing pain sensation in my vertebral column, and then I blacked out. ``

Albus listened but did n't say anything. He heard Amanda gasped. Albus sort of felt sick to his stomach. Ever since he found out that lustrelessness was a wolfman, he knew he must have been bit, but he never really thought about the particular. Now, hearing about it, he felt terrible that his friend 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 sleeping car and she heard the growl and my screaming. She woke up my parents and my dad went noticed that I was gone and he ran out of the tent with his verge. There were a cluster 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 growling until they found me. Dad saw what was happening and started shooting off all sorts of patch that somehow had large effect on the loup-garou. Then my mum started trying to sandbag the wolfman, too. After a few piece, the werewolf was stunned. ``

`` Muggles saw it ? '' Rose asked.

`` Yeah, '' lusterlessness continued, `` My mum get off word to the Ministry and they sent Obliviators and representatives from the loup-garou command social unit. Dad was nous of that department at the prison term. None of the Muggles call up anything from it of course, but it was in the paper, so all the adept and crone found out about it. But they did n't lie with it was me who got attacked. The law prevents the names of nonaged werewolves from being released. ``

`` Wow, '' Albus said, `` I guess that 's ripe that no one knew it was you. ``

`` It did n't really assist, though, '' matte replied bitterly. `` But there 's more than 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 Australia. I spent nearly a month there. Right up until the succeeding full moon. I woke up two week after it happened. Spent the next two week waiting for all the injuries to cure, but they did n't mend all the way. That took a brace calendar month. Anyway, the first full synodic month was awful. I hardly remember any of it. Just the pain and sickness in the few solar day before it and the two weeks it took to heal after it. ``

`` But what about the Aconitum lycoctonum Potion ? '' blush wine asked tentatively.

flatness sighed, `` The thing is, that does n't work for me. The Healers have n't been capable to envision out why yet. I took it during the outset few entire moons and it had no gist on me at all, so my parents stopped giving it to me. ``

Albus could n't recall of what to say. He now knew the tale. matt had told them the altogether thing. It seemed like once he started, he just did n't stop. Maybe it felt good to finally tell someone about it ? Albus figured that was it. He could n't imagine carrying around a closed book like that for XII years. Then Albus remembered something matte had told him on the train. `` Um, matt ? Why did your family move to here ? '' Albus had the feeling that had something to do with his being a werewolf. Matt had n't mentioned much about moving to England, and when he talked about it on the caravan, he changed the subject quickly.

`` Um, well, because of me, '' lustrelessness replied glumly, `` I never told you before, but my parents were really well-known in Australia. Not really famous like your menage is, Albus, but just kind of amphetamine class eccentric. Both of them were. My dad comes from a long melodic phrase of pure line. But not the kinds who despise Muggles and Muggle-borns. They were just always involved in the Ministry and had a onus of gold, that kind of thing.

`` And my mum, her family is really rich. They were always involved in all sorts of celebrity type stuff. They knew all form of celebrated masses and hosted fancy political party and affair like that. Then my mum got her missive telling her she was a witch. My grandparents were horrified and excited at the Lapp clip. They obviously could n't severalise any of their friends about it, and they had a heavy time keeping it a undercover.

`` My parents met in schooltime and got married a few years later. Put together, they were the ideal magical pair. My dad got a job at the Ministry in the Werewolf controller unit of measurement. Eventually, shortly after I was born, he worked his way up to school principal. Then, a few calendar month after I was bitten, he became mind of the entire Department for the mastery and Regulation of Magical animate being. Kind of ironic, is n't it ? ``

`` That 's how he knew how to bedaze the lycanthrope, '' Rose commented.

`` Yeah, and it 's a good thing he did, '' Matt said, `` Anyway, my family was involved in all variety of fancy events and committees, both magical and Muggle. My parents were living the sodding life. Then, I got bit. ``

`` And it all had to give up, did n't it ? '' Albus said softly.

`` Yes, and slowly it did. First, they stopped doing the Muggle things. Muggles do n't make out werewolves are real, so they could n't do much Muggle stuff anymore. The Muggles would ask what was amiss with me and my parents could n't enjoin them. If they lied and said it was some kind of Muggle disease, it would give been all over their news. So, my parents just told everyone that they were going to loosen up and raise their folk away from all the fame.

`` The magic stuff was a little more complicated. Everyone who worked in my dad 's berth knew that I had been bit and they kept it a confidential for a long fourth dimension. For over two class, no one knew it happened. Then, there were more lycanthrope attacks down there. So citizenry started drafting anti-werewolf legislation. My dad immediately rejected all of it. People got shady, and one of his colleagues got pretty fired up about it. He was all for more confinement. So, he leaked that I was a werewolf to other office of the Ministry. Of course, they could n't really force out him for me being a werewolf. But rectify before that happened, the Ministry managed to pass a law requiring all places of transmutation to be separate buildings. The department overruled Dad 's veto and the minister signed it into law. Dad refused to comply and got fired for breaking the law. ``

lavatory let out a low tin whistle, `` lustrelessness, I 'm so sorry, did you think it was your fault ? ``

`` Yeah, I did, actually, '' matte said darkly, `` Mum and Dad kept telling me it was n't and not to intend that way, but I could n't help it.

`` But it was just all downhill from there. My parents had already sent a missive to Amy 's schoolhouse, the Australian School of black magic, to see if I could still attend to. They would n't let me. So they were planning on moving anyway. ``

`` They would n't ? ! '' John the Evangelist shouted, `` But why ? ``

`` Said it was too dangerous. I was really depressed after that. The transformation got speculative. I always held out hope that I 'd be able to go to school. Amy would come home with history and I looked forward to when I 'd get to go. So, just to seek out the pick, my parents sent varsity letter to a few other schooling. The Salem hag Institute in Massachusetts, Hogwarts, and the Adirondack academy of Magic in New York State. And a yoke others that I do n't remember the names. Hogwarts, capital of Oregon, and Adirondack both said I could still pay heed. Adirondack had never had any werewolf attend, but they said they would make for it out. Salem turned out to be a really bad idea. My parents and Amy did n't wish it.

`` By then, my parents were definitely willing to move so I could go to shoal. They were debating which schooling I should go to when they read about a study St. Mungo 's was doing. It would try to figure out why Wolfsbane would n't process for some people. That was the deciding component. They decided on Hogwarts and signed me up for the survey. 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 loup-garou and becoming one himself. It was the fact that Matt 's house '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 schoolhouse in Australia for a few yr, '' Albus commented.

`` Yeah, she had. She was 14 when we moved, going into her one-fourth year. And she was n't too happy about it. I know you guys just see her as a protective older sister, but she was n't always, '' Matt paused, `` She was really upturned when my parents told her that we had to incite. She did n't desire to leave alone her booster. She blamed me. ``

`` But she 's always looking out for you ! '' Rose replied, `` I ca n't imagine her being mad at you. ``

`` I know, '' flatness said, `` But it 's true. You see, my parents did n't let her be anywhere near me when I transformed. She stayed with my grandparents every broad lunation that she was n't in shoal. She stayed with them for a few days after the full synodic month, too. By the metre she got back, I was mostly ameliorate. ``

`` Oh, '' rose said, `` But what happened ? ``

`` fountainhead, once we moved, she could n't go abide with my grandparents every fully moon anymore. We moved in June, right after the full moon. There were two more full moonlight before she started school. Dad still had connections with the Ministry in Commonwealth of Australia, so he managed to set up portkeys for her to deal to my grandparents'family, even after we moved. She was still mad at me when she left for schooling and it made me feel horrible. But after a few weeks, she settled into Hogwarts and made new friends, including Victoire.

`` Then the summer came and my parents had to face that she would be there during full moon. Something happened and Dad could n't get portkeys to Australia anymore. By then I 'd been a werewolf for over three long time and she still had n't been there. She was 15, then, so my parents figured she was old enough anyway. Anyway, the night came and I, er, went to the place where I transform when I 'm place. In the daybreak, my parents always came and got me really early, so they could fill me to my bed and give me my potions and clobber. Well, apparently that night Amy had n't slept at all. She told me later that she could n't once she see my screaming and howling. She stayed waken all night, waiting for the Moon to set, and once it did, she went and got me even before my parents did.

`` Well, once she saw me, she realized what I was going through. That morning, she saw me unconscious, with crack os, and covered in parentage and cuts. It made her gain how bad it really is. She told me later that once she saw me, she started crying and she started trying to mend my cuts. Then my parents came and found her. They started crying with her and let her assist them do everything they do after a transformation. When I woke up, we had a long talking, all four of us. Amy completely forgave me for moving here and she 's been very protective ever since, especially when it comes to someone being rude about my condition. ``

`` Oh, flatness, '' Rose whispered, `` I 'm so happy 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 veracious, I 'll survive, '' Matt assured her.

`` I know, it just does n't look middling, '' blush wine said.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Do you eff what happened to the werewolf that bit you ? ``

`` My dad told me, '' mat answered, `` He got in a lode of trouble, because of what did happen and what could hold happened. He could accept attacked some of the Muggles that were there, instead of me. It was only by chance that it happened to be me, a wizard, he bit. We were probably the only star anywhere near that bivouac, but there were loads of Muggles around. Anyway, he got sentenced to ten age in prison. ``

`` So he 's still there ? '' Saint John asked.

`` Yup, '' mat replied. He paused for a few mo, watching his booster. `` So, now you know the whole story. ``

`` Were you really planning on keeping it a secret the entirely time you were at Hogwarts ? '' Albus asked.

`` Er, I 'm not sure enough. I guess so. That 's what my parents told me to do anyway. They told me not to tell anyone, and I did n't want to tell anyone either. I did n't really think anyone would notice out. ``

`` blush wine is pretty smart, though, '' Albus said, `` I would n't have figured it out without her, well, until I wound up in the Hospital Wing with you terminal calendar month. ``

`` I guess I would n't stimulate been able-bodied to go all through school without anyone finding out. ``

`` So who does know ? '' Albus asked.

`` Hardly anyone. The teacher, of course. nigh of them have been really nice about it, especially your dad, Albus, '' lusterlessness answered.

Albus grinned, `` Yeah, like that essay that was due the former day. ``

`` Oh, yeah, I 'd forgotten about that, '' matte groaned, `` I 'll sustain 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 Yule holiday, did you really devolve out of a tree, or was that just another cover-up story ? '' Albus asked, suddenly remembering that.

Matt blushed, `` Er, yeah, it was. There was a full Sun Myung Moon over the holiday. The indorse one of December to be exact. It was a grim moon. Only the 2d one since the one when I got bit. The inaugural one was when I was 8 and it was awful. lots uncollectible than the fixture full moons. And the one in December was just as amazing. Plus, I had to transform at my grandparents theater. In their attic, which my dad auditory sensation proofed and strengthened the walls with legerdemain. So, yeah, those injury were from the full synodic month, not falling out of a tree. ``

`` I had a feeling about that, '' Albus commented, `` So, no other student make love ? ``

`` Nope, '' lustrelessness answered, `` You 're the alone ones, besides Amy. She 's not allowed to tell her acquaintance. She has n't even recount Victoire. ``

`` Thanks for telling us the whole story, '' pink wine said.

`` You know, it feels estimable to finally differentiate someone. sort of like I can relax now. I was always afraid you 'd find out and evidence somebody and I 'd have to forget. ``

`` We 'd never do that, '' Albus assured him.

`` Thanks, '' matte smiled.

Just then the door to the room fusillade give 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 find me, but to save everyone else out, '' mat answered.

`` And it 's a good thing, too ! It 's one-half past times midnight ! I was worried throw up ! Madam Pomfrey said you left geezerhood ago, but I have n't seen you all day, '' Amy gave him a hug.

`` Ouch ! '' mat winced.

`` Oh, sorry ! '' Amy released her grip, `` Have you been here all day ? ``

`` Pretty a great deal. ``

`` You skipped class ? Are you sure you 're better ? '' Amy asked in a disturbed tone.

`` I 'm just tired and I did n't want to confront Washburn today. He always calls on me when I 'm run down, he does it on use, '' lusterlessness yawned.

`` Oh, he 's such a git, '' Amy replied, `` But are you sure you 're ok ? I could take away you back to the infirmary Wing. ``

`` I 'm fine, honestly, '' Matt said adamantly.

`` How did they cognize how to get in here ? '' Amy glanced around at Albus, St. John, Rose, and Amanda, and then leaned over and whispered something in Matt 's ear.

`` It 's all right, Amy, '' Matt sighed, `` They know. I told them. I told them everything. ``

`` What ? ! '' Amy opened her eye extensive and stared at Matt. `` Mum and Dad told you not to ! ``

`` I know, but it 's all right hand. They figured it out month ago and were just waiting until I was quick to tell them. ``

`` They 'd better not tell, '' Amy glanced around at Albus and the others.

`` Do n't worry, they wo n't, '' flatness assured her, `` Albus 's dad is Teddy 's godfather. So, they definitely wo n't tell. Albus 's granddad was really good acquaintance with Teddy 's dad. ``

`` I knew that, '' Amy said, `` Guess I just never really put it together. ``

`` Yup, and you know, I 'm really glad I told them everything. I can relax a short bit. ``

`` Just be sure no one else finds out, '' Amy warned.

`` I know, I 'll be careful, '' mat said, `` But you know, you could tell Victoire, if you want. I do n't retrieve she 'd say anyone, do you, Albus ? ``

`` No, she would n't severalize anyone, '' Albus assured them.

`` Yeah, I know she would n't. I 've been tempted to tell her ever since she told me that her dad was attacked by Fenrir Johnny Reb, '' Amy revealed, `` But Mum and Dad do n't want me to differentiate anyone. ``

`` I know, they did n't want me to tell anyone either, but that did n't operate out, '' matte replied, `` I just wanted you to know that I would n't mind if you told Victoire. ``

`` Ok, I 'll cogitate about it. But thanks for telling me that. It 's knockout keeping it a secret. Sometimes I just want to lecture about it. ``

`` Me, too. That 's why I 'm kinda relieved they know now, '' Matt gestured to his friends.

`` I guess you should let Mum and Dad know that you told them. ``

`` I will, I 'll send them a letter this weekend, '' lusterlessness yawned.

`` You really ought to go to bed, '' Amy suggested.

`` That 'd probably be a skilful idea, '' Albus agreed, `` Quidditch is tomorrow. ``

`` Oh, yeah, I 'd bury ! '' matt said excitedly.

`` Should be a good game, '' John commented.

`` Ravenclaw will probably win, '' Amanda predicted.

Albus and his friends walked back to Gryffindor pillar with Amy, and the park room was practically deserted by the time they got back. Victoire was there, along with Samantha Meyers, and a couple early 7th years who Albus vaguely recognized. Amy bid them goodnight and went to sit with her friends. When Albus, john, and mat went up to their dormitory, Bilius and Ethan were already departed. Albus climbed into his bed feeling very cognitive content. He was felicitous that matte had finally opened up to them, but still felt a bit disturbed about what lusterlessness was going through. Albus was also quite thrilled with the estimate of having the Room of requirement usable to them. He did n't think he 'd manage to find that until he was much sure-enough, but now he would be able to use it during all his years at Hogwarts. With that and the Marauder 's Map, if James let him borrow it, Albus and his acquaintance would certainly be able to let some fun. If only he had the invisibleness Cloak. And with view 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 caboodle of it, since percentage had contradicted my other story. It was originally two chapters, but I combined them to realise up for the hold out chapter which was quite shortly !

oral presentation of my other story, I will be posting it very soon ! It 's called In Moonlight 's Shadow and it 's basically the product of me having too much background level about Matt to possibly put into a story that focuses on Albus. The news report goes into bully contingent about why matt and his phratry moved to England. It 's done in number 1 person, from Amy 's point of perspective. I have thirty chapters written so far. I hope you 'll all check it out once I post it !

Thanks as usual to my sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight, my other sister, and my comrade. Thanks as well to inkheart, Moonylupin, and mamaykay for the reviews !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry thrower

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Albus woke up late the next break of day, but he was still up before John or Matt were. Bilius and Ethan 's beds were empty, so they were already up. Albus was surprised that John was n't up yet. He rarely ever missed breakfast, even on the weekends. The Quidditch match was n't for another two minute, so Albus quietly got tog and say 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 representative called out, `` Are n't you up yet ? ``

Albus looked up from his book, `` Oh, hi rosiness, Amanda. I 've been up for a while, but those two are still asleep. '' He jerked his head towards John and Matt 's beds.

`` I do n't think I 've ever seen John miss breakfast before, '' blush wine commented while looking at his sleeping form.

`` Me neither. But we did stay up pretty late last night, '' Albus said.

`` Yeah. We 've been up for a piece, doing homework, '' rose responded.

`` Still have oodles more to do, though, '' Amanda sighed, `` I have n't made much onward motion on my form of the moon essay for astronomy. ``

`` Bet flatness could have that done in fifteen minutes, '' Albus commented, `` He could probably help you. ``

`` Good melodic theme, I 'll ask him after the catch, '' 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 John Lackland awake. Albus looked down at lusterlessness, who was sleeping soundly. Albus almost felt bad waking him up, but he knew matte wanted to learn the match and would be mad if no one woke him up in time. Albus pulled back the cover and gently poked his arm.

`` Wha 's going on ? '' lusterlessness mumbled. He sat up and rubbed his eyes.

`` We almost slept through Quidditch, '' John the Evangelist replied sleepily as he got up out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

`` Oh, right ! '' matt yawned and got up immediately.

fifteen moment later, Albus headed down to the Great Hall with his admirer to induce lunch before the match. The common excitement that accompanied a Quidditch friction match was in the air when they walked into the elbow room. Harry had been right when he said that Quidditch would take people 's idea off Rita Skeeter 's article. Albus had n't heard anyone honorable mention it in Day. It seemed as if everyone had finally forgotten about it.

`` Why ca n't the precondition be like this when we play ? '' James IV groaned as he sat down future to Albus.

The weather condition was unusually good. It was still bitterly coldness, but it was relatively sunny.

`` Well, it does n't matter, because our team can fiddle in any weather ! '' Samantha Meyers announced. `` The Hufflepuffs on the former hand .... ''

`` They 're full than the Slytherins this year, '' James commented.

`` True, but the Slytherins have n't totally lost the Cup yet. Ravenclaw only beat them by 30 points in their mates. Now, if they lose to Hufflepuff in the following match, they 'll be out of the running, '' Samantha explained.

After lunch, everyone made their way to the Quidditch pitch. Albus and his booster managed to get expert seats, but none of them really knew which squad to rootle for. The match lasted almost two minute before the Ravenclaw Seeker finally caught the Snitch. Both Seekers spent most of the friction match hovering above the other instrumentalist, neither of them managing to see the Snitch. James River was sitting a few buns down from Albus and Albus heard him shouting to the Seekers on legion occasions because he had seen the Snitch. In the end, the Ravenclaw Seeker saw it hovering near the Hufflepuff goal posts, caught it, and won the game.

Albus and his supporter spent the balance of the day working on their homework. flatness was able to serve Amanda finish her essay, and everyone helped him enamour up on all the body of work he had missed the previous week.

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`` 15 proceedings left ! '' prof Slughorn announced during double potions one March afternoon, a few weeks later. `` Bring a sampling of your potion up to my desk for grading and clean house up, delight ! ``

Albus poured a bit of his boil-cure potion into a ampul 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 twinkle and shook it. `` Near perfect, I think ! Could have done with a few Thomas More porcupine quill feather, but very good.

`` Now, I am planning on having another petty meeting this Lord's Day 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 able to attend. ``

Albus inwardly groaned. He did not want to go to another bullet Club get together. The thought process of being that close to Quinton Willinson again made him shudder. `` Er, well, actually, I 've got deterrent example with my aunt Hermione every William Ashley Sunday. rosiness does, too. ``

`` Oh, what a shame, '' Slughorn replied, `` Maybe next time, then ? ``

`` Er, maybe, '' Albus shifted nervously. He had no purpose of ever going to another lick gild confluence. At least not while Willinson was still at Hogwarts.

Albus went back to his table, got his bag, and left the way with his friends. As they walked up the stair to the ingress mansion house, Albus told them about the Slug night club meeting.

`` You 're not going, are you, Albus ? '' St. John the Apostle questioned.

`` Definitely not, '' Albus replied adamantly, `` Plus, I 've got Occlumency that night anyway. ``

`` I 'm beaming he made the meeting for a Sunday, then, '' rose commented.

`` Yeah, me too. But he wo n't do it again, though. Now that he knows we have lessons that nighttime. I guess next time I 'll just have to say I 've got too much prep or something, '' Albus said.

`` Or use a Puking Pastille or Fever Fudge or something, '' St. John suggested.

`` That could work, '' Albus replied as they emerged into the Entrance Hall. They started to traverse towards the Great residence when Albus noticed someone walking towards them. He grabbed the backs of rosiness and Matt 's robes and stopped them.

`` What ? '' flatness turned around and looked quizzically at Albus.

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered, `` Come here. '' Albus lead them over to a ling cupboard and pulled them inside it.

`` What are we doing in here ? '' whoremaster asked loudly.

`` Shush ! '' Albus said again and opened the door a crack. `` reckon at that man. He 's who I saw arguing with Washburn ! ``

Rose, John, Matt, and Amanda each took a turn peering out the threshold to look at the wiz. `` Are you for sure ? '' pink wine asked.

`` Positive, '' Albus replied.

`` Wait, you saw him arguing with Washburn ? '' matt asked.

`` Oh, right, you were in the Hospital Wing then, '' Albus remembered. He quickly rehashed what he had overheard while doing detention for Washburn.

`` So Washburn 's doing some variety of job for that wizard ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said, `` And I think they 're up to something. I say we follow him. ``

`` But it 's meter for supper ! '' 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, `` amercement. Where do you imagine they went ? ``

`` Probably Washburn 's post. ``

Rose opened the door. `` Let 's go then. ``

Albus followed Rose out the door and they crept up the stairs towards Washburn 's business office, with John, matt, and Amanda following. The corridors were empty since everyone was in the Great residence hall. They reached the appealingness classroom and Albus peeked inside. Washburn and the other wizard were standing near his desk, arguing in subdued voices. Albus motioned for his supporter to move closer and the five of them huddled near the outdoors threshold, being heedful not to make too much noise.

`` You have n't done it yet, '' the strange 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 look that unmanageable to me. ``

`` It 's operose than you 'd suppose ! I do n't make out where they are ! '' Washburn answered.

`` I 've told you how to find out ! ``

`` I know and I 've been trying. I have, really ! '' Washburn moaned.

Albus looked quizzically at his friends. He had never seen Washburn like this before. Usually, it was Washburn who was doing the bullying, not the former 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 wizard insisted.

`` I will, I will. ``

`` You know we can not go on without them. I 'm positive I know where one of them is, but it will try very difficult to get. Once we find out where the others are, we 'll do them first. They 're the more important I anyway. So, you must do it soon. Just incur out where they are. I 'll retrieve them. You 've obviously had difficulties with even doing the wide-eyed labor 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 whizz demanded.

Albus leaned his read/write head closer to the doorway, but Washburn remained dumb. Then Albus felt a wet object collide with his head. `` Argh ! '' he screamed and turned around.

`` Ickle firsties ! '' Peeves was bobbing up and down in the air, cackling madly. `` Spying on teacher ? Very naughty !

`` Peeves ! '' Rose shouted as the poltergeist heaved a water supply balloon at her chief. Peeves cackled and threw another water balloon at Albus.

`` What is going on out here ? ! '' Washburn appeared in the room access, his voice returning to the usual rage that Albus was used to.

`` Firsties spying on your coming together, Professor, Sir ! '' Peeves saluted Washburn and flew down the hallway, laughing hysterically.

`` ceramicist ! '' Washburn spat, glaring at Albus. Albus stood trembling and soaking wet, waiting for whatever was coming next. At the time, spying on Washburn seemed like a smashing thought. But now that he thought about it, it was inevitable that they would be caught.

The unknown maven came sauntering out of the room with a smug facial expression on his face. `` I think that concludes our discussion. I shall be speaking with you shortly. '' He walked down the corridor and disappeared around a corner.

Washburn watched him allow 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 nothing. Rose, John, mat, and Amanda remained mute as well. Washburn looked at each of them in round and returned his regard to Albus. `` 100 points from Gryffindor. And detention, this Monday at 7 pm, all of you. I 'll deliver you polishing the trophies, '' he spat.

Albus nodded. 100 gunpoint, that was the most Washburn had ever taken from them before. The detainment was no big deal, but the points would set Gryffindor quite a ways back in the running game for the theatre Cup.

`` Um, Professor, '' Matt whispered, `` Is there any hazard we could do it this weekend, maybe, instead of Monday ? ``

Washburn turned to glower at matte, looking livid. `` NO ! I 've got other detainment scheduled for the weekend ! You 'll match me in the prize Room at 7 pm on Monday, or I 'll account you to the headmaster ! '' He gave Matt one more piercing stare and went back into his room, slamming the door behind him.

Albus turned and looked at his admirer. They all had shocked expression on their faces and Matt looked quite vex. Rose 's pilus was dripping with water.

`` Told you we should get gone to supper instead, '' King John commented, as they started walking down the corridor.

`` Shut it, '' Albus replied, `` We may consume gotten detainment, but we did hear some useful data. ``

`` He 's got a point, '' rose said, `` Washburn 's definitely up to something. That man wants him to determine something out, find out where something is, and then they 're going to try to steal it. ``

`` I guess, but we do n't even know what they 're trying to find out. We ca n't really do anything about it, '' John responded.

`` And Washburn 's even more tempestuous with us, '' Matt said dryly.

`` Yeah, but he already hates me so much that it does n't weigh, '' Albus pointed out, `` By the way, why did you desire the hold 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 custody, so I 'll already be feeling miserable. ``

`` Oh, '' Albus said, remembering how tired Matt always was in the days preceding the full moon. `` Maybe you could speak to my dad or Professor Longbottom ? They 'd make Washburn switch it. ``

`` I know they would, but then word would get around to Malfoy. The final affair I need is him wondering why I can choose when I have my detention. You know Washburn would somehow acknowledgment it in class. ``

`` Yeah, he would, '' Albus said darkly.

`` We 'll just down your trophies for you, '' privy assured him, `` Just make it look like you 're doing something and we 'll shroud for you. ``

Matt smiled weakly, `` Thanks. ``

`` So, we going to go eat supper or not ? '' John turned towards the stairs.

`` You guys go ahead, '' Albus answered, `` I 've got to go change out of these wet gown. '' He gave pink wine a meaningful glance.

`` I 've got to change, too, '' Rose told them and gestured to her soaking robes.

`` All right, '' St. John said, and started down the stair with Matt and Amanda.

Albus and blush wine set off for Gryffindor tugboat. Once they entered the deserted coarse room, Rose turned to look at Albus. `` You thought of the Hallows when you heard Washburn talking, did n't you ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said, `` Did you ? ``

rosiness nodded, `` It does appear suspicious. ``

`` It 's got to be him. It fits. That 's why he hates me. He thought I 'd sleep with where the Hallows are, but I do n't. ``

`` I dunno. I mean, it does fit, but still, Washburn 's a teacher. ``

`` So what ? instructor can be Dark whizz, too. ``

`` I know, but we do n't take in any proof ! We did n't even hear him say 'Hallows', '' Rose reasoned.

`` I know, so I do n't recall we should separate my dad yet, we ca n't get him in bother, but it 's a head 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 difficult to get. Maybe it 's heavily guarded ? ``

`` Probably. Anyway, I think we 'll probably have to conduct Dumbledore 's advice and talk to King John, lusterlessness, and Amanda about it. We 've got to find out what they are. ``

`` Yeah, we should. We 'll do it soon, '' Albus assured her.

`` Albus, do you think that Washburn, or whoever is trying to get the Hallows, will be able to lend back Voldemort ? '' Rose asked quietly.

`` I do n't think so. I mean, he 's bushed, right ? So how could he total back ? Plus, in my dream, the sensation said he was going to bring about Voldemort 's 'ideals'. ``

`` wellspring, his 'ideals'are pretty scary, '' rosebush shuddered, `` And the idea of a second Voldemort 's almost as scary as the low one. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Which is why we 've got to hold on Washburn from getting the Hallows. ``

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word of honor facing pages like wildfire that a grouping of first-class honours degree long time had lost Gryffindor 100 points in one night. Quite a few elder student were very angry about this, especially since the release of points placed them below both Slytherin and Hufflepuff in the running for the home Cup. After classes the next day, Albus and his booster were bombarded by a couple on fifth years, including his cousins Georgia and Gabriella, demanding to sleep together why the points were taking away. Albus quickly explained what had happened with Washburn, and secretiveness fell around the mutual room. After a few moments, someone started clapping. Soon after, a couple Sir Thomas More people joined in and eventually the entire common way was cheering and slapping Albus and his Quaker on the dorsum. Albus stared quizzically at everyone, wondering why they were all cheering that he had lost them so many points.

`` Why 's everyone clapping ? '' Albus asked James.

James IV grinned, `` Because you made Washburn so raging ! Everyone hates him ! No one 's had the nerve to spy on him before. It 's brilliant, really. I 've heard mass have been trying to get him to throw in since he first started teaching when Victoire was a starting time year. You 've done so much stuff and nonsense to him this yr. First you set him on fire- ''

`` That was a dispatch accident ! ``

`` DOE n't matter, the level is, he 's ugly to everyone, except the Slytherins. And you 're rebelling against him. Honestly, you 've got more face than I thought, '' James I stared in awe at his brother.

`` Thanks, '' Albus smiled at James II. Albus had felt atrocious 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 future few solar day, whenever Albus and his Friend were in the vulgar elbow room, the other Gryffindors would ask Albus for avail in planning caper to pull on Washburn. Apparently, the other Gryffindors saw Albus 's detection as breathing in to reckon out their own shipway to labor the appealingness professor crazy. Albus, however, wanted nothing to do with it. He was far too distressed about the idea of Washburn and that former whizz trying to find the Hallows and use them to dispatch Voldemort 's plans. He spent the weekend trying to do preparation, but always wound up thinking about the Hallows and trying to think of something that was heavily guarded that could be used to gain power.

By the time Monday arrived, Albus had exhausted every potential brawny physical object and could n't recall of anymore. Monday meant that it was time for their detention with Washburn. After dinner, Albus and his friends walked slowly to the prize room. Albus was not looking forward to being in airless vicinity with the soul who was most likely playing Legilimency on him.

`` Are you all right, lusterlessness ? '' rose asked, jolting Albus out of his thoughts. He turned around to face at Matt, who was lagging behind the rest of them, even though they were all walking slow.

`` Yeah, '' lustrelessness yawned, `` Just tired, no big peck. ``

`` You should go to Madam Pomfrey. She 'll make Washburn reschedule the custody, '' blush wine suggested.

`` And have Malfoy find out ? No. Plus, if I do it another meter, I 'll have to do it alone, '' flatness shuddered at the view of being unequaled with Washburn.

No one said another word the balance of the way to the trophy room. When they got there, Washburn was already there, looking murderous, and standing next to a large bucketful of cleaning supplies.

`` It 's 7:05. You 're late, '' he growled.

`` Sorry, sir, '' Matt mumbled, `` It was my faulting. ``

`` I do n't care who 's shift it was. It just means you 'll be here later, '' Washburn barked, `` You 'll be staying until every one of these prize is spotless. No magic, of course of instruction. ``

Washburn strode over to a large armchair that was sitting near the door, sat down in it, and started his usual glaring. Albus picked up a bottle of polish and a rag and wandered over to a prize for the Gobstones Club. John and lusterlessness started polishing trophy on either side of Albus, while Rose and Amanda started on the other side of the room. The prize room was quite large and Albus guessed it would fill them at least two hours, perhaps more, to smooth all the trophies and cases. They polished in silence for a half hour, moving along the wall of prize as they went on. Albus was polishing a mavin 's cheat title trophy from 1922 when he felt a keen poke in his side. He turned to his right wing and saw John, who had stopped polishing his trophy. `` What ? '' Albus whispered.

John silently pointed to Albus 's early side and Albus turned to await. Matt was standing with his head slumped up against the prize character. He was fast numb. Albus glanced nervously back at John. Albus did n't want to know what Washburn would do to Matt if he discovered that he was n't awake.

`` matte, '' Albus prodded his friend gently, `` Wake up. ``

lusterlessness groaned a piddling and lifted his capitulum off the glass. Albus glanced nervously at Washburn. Luckily he was currently pointing out a spotlight of dirt that Rose had missed on a Quidditch trophy. Albus poked Matt again, a petty harder this time.

`` Ouch ! '' Matt winced and opened his heart. He glanced around with a confounded flavour on his face.

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered. `` You fell asleep. Keep polishing. ``

`` Oh, right, '' lusterlessness picked up his rag that had fallen on the base when he drifted off and went back to polishing.

The three boy continued polishing in silence for the next hour. Occasionally, either Albus or King John would birth to wake Matt up. lustrelessness was not getting a whole lot of polishing done, but since he was working right next to Albus and can, Washburn did n't appear to notice.

`` Albus, '' John whispered a piece later.

`` What ? '' Albus looked over at John. can pointed at the trophy he was polishing. Albus looked at it and saw that it was a brass of everyone who received an award for peculiar services to the school.

John pointed at two names on it, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. `` What did they do ? '' he whispered.

`` Saved my mum from Voldemort and a basilisk in the Chamber of enigma, '' Albus whispered back. `` And discovered that it was Voldemort attacking students in the 1st place. He possessed my mum through a journal he wrote when he was 16. ``

John 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. ``

`` tranquility back there, '' Washburn growled.

Matt jerked awake at the strait of Washburn 's voice. `` Wha 's going on ? '' he said a small too loudly.

`` Oh, wake up, Eckerton ! It 's only 9 pm ! '' Washburn shouted, `` The sooner you finish, the sooner you can go to bed. ``

`` Sorry, sir, '' Matt replied and went back to polishing a trophy.

As Albus continued polishing, he thought about the awarding his dad had gotten all those years ago. He had been a hero every class he had been in school. He still was a zep. 'Will I ever do anything like that ?'Albus thought. 'Will I ever live up to what people think I will do ? Everyone thinks I 'll do great things just because my dad did, but what if I ca n't ?'Albus doubted that he would ever get an award for particular service to the school.

`` Eckerton ! '' Washburn shouted, causing Albus to hail out of his thinking. `` Why ca n't you continue come alive ? ! Get up ! ``

Albus looked over at mat. He was slumped yet again on one of the Methedrine showing pillow slip, looking very picket. He opened his eyes and started slowly dragging his rag along the methamphetamine with his eyes drooping.

`` Why do n't you lay off him already ? '' John shouted disgustedly. `` You know perfectly well why he 's tired. ``

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 faithful attending. mat had fallen asleep on the methamphetamine again. `` What did you say ? '' Washburn bicker once he was within two metrical foot of John.

John stared at him, not breaking eye link. `` I said, why do n't you leave him alone ? You knew he 'd be tired today and you still made him do custody ! Just let him sleep and we 'll finish the cleaning. We 're almost done anyway. ``

Washburn 's face turned a tincture of purple that Albus had only seen on his granduncle Vernon. He stepped closer to John the Divine, but Saint John the Apostle did n't look away. `` 50 more full point from Gryffindor for talking back. And another detainment, I think. Tomorrow dark. parentage. My office. But just you. Sleeping Beauty will be even high-risk tomorrow and as much as I 'd love to impart more detention to Potter, Weasley, and Tagger, they have n't done anything. This was all you. Go on, get out of here ! '' He shouted stormed out of the room.

Albus stared in electric shock as he left. He glanced around at John, who was still glaring at the room access, his face as red with angriness as Rose 's haircloth. `` C'mon, let 's go, '' he said quietly as he prodded Matt awake.

`` Huh ? '' mat mumbled.

`` Detention 's over, '' Albus told him as he walked towards the door.

`` Oh, ok, '' matte yawned and followed the relief of them out of the door.

`` He 's kept us past curfew, '' pink wine commented as they made their way through the corridors.

`` Figures, '' John grunted.

`` That was brilliant, by the way, '' Albus said.

`` What was brilliant ? '' Matt asked.

`` privy flipped out on Washburn while you were asleep, '' Albus told him.

`` What did you do ? '' Matt asked John in an amazed representative. `` Why do I always miss the full stuff ? ``

John was still too raging to say much, so Albus explained. `` He told Washburn off for yelling at you. It was after Washburn woke you up that 2d time. And you had just fallen asleep again. John started yelling at him about how he should n't have shouted at you when he knew why you were tired and how he should n't birth assigned you detention for today. ``

`` What ? ! '' flatness shouted, `` Are you mad ? What did he do to you ? ``

`` detention tomorrow nighttime. And l 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 trouble for me. ``

`` Yes, I did, '' John said, `` It 's not comely 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 reasonable. ``

`` Yeah, well, life 's not fair. I found that out six twelvemonth ago, '' lustrelessness said bluntly.

`` Yeah, but it does n't intend it 's okay for people to handle you like dung, '' John Lackland replied softly.

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By the time John trudged back into the plebeian way after his hold the adjacent Night, nigh of the rest of the Gryffindors had gone to bed. There were a few one-fifth long time huddled up at one mesa, studying for their O.W.L.s, and Victoire and Amy were up talking quietly while studying for their N.E.W.T.s. Albus and his friends had managed to get the good armchairs near the flaming once the one-quarter years occupying them had gone to bed. rose wine was reading a volume while Albus and Amanda played gobstones. lustrelessness was sound asleep in his chair.

`` How 'd it go ? '' Albus asked as John collapsed in one of the chairs.

`` It was bloody miserable, '' Saint John groaned, `` He stared at me the unscathed metre. Had me write'I will esteem my senior and not blab back'about 300 multiplication. ``

`` Yeah, that 's what he does. I 've gotten used to it, but it drove me mad during the first few detentions, '' Albus told him.

`` He 's an evil git, '' John growled.

`` I know, '' Albus agreed.

`` Well, I do n't want to talk about him anymore. I just spent two 60 minutes with him. Anyway, what have you been up to ? '' John asked.

`` Not lots. We finished all our homework a spell ago. We 've just been sitting around waiting for you, '' Albus said.

`` When did he come asleep ? '' John jerked his head towards Matt.

`` About an hour ago, '' Amanda answered.

lavatory sighed, `` You know, it 's almost like he expects everyone to be rude to him. ``

`` I 'm passably indisputable he does, '' Albus whispered.

`` wellspring, it 's probably because nearly people have, '' Rose commented, `` I mean, most people are n't exactly nice to, well, people like him. ''

`` I know, but he should n't just accept it. I 'm going to pose up for him, '' John the Divine said.

`` We will, too, '' Rose agreed, `` But he 's just not used to it. ``

`` I guess, but I 'm not going to let anyone deal him badly. Especially not individual like Washburn, '' privy replied.

`` Me neither, '' Albus said.

`` Definitely, '' Amanda replied.

`` We should probably go to bed, '' Albus said after glancing at his watch, `` We 've got Astronomy tomorrow. ``

Amanda groaned, `` Oh, yeah. Should be a execrable Nox. ``

`` Yours wo n't be as miserable as his will be, '' Saint John pointed to Matt.

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The succeeding day went by fast for Albus. charm was thoroughly paltry for Albus and all his acquaintance. John had made it onto the list of citizenry Washburn clearly disliked more than than the others. Now, the only one of Albus 's friends who was n't, was Amanda. However, Washburn did dislike her more than the other Gryffindors, just because she was friends with Albus. Washburn spent the completely class lecture and shouting at Matt whenever he fell asleep. Albus could tell that John was trying hard to behave himself whenever this happened. It did n't facilitate that Malfoy spent the whole year with a self-satisfied looking on his expression, clearly enjoying that Washburn was shouting at Matt every five minutes.

`` Evil git. We ought to sneak a few emesis pastilles in his Cucurbita pepo succus, '' John muttered under his breath after Washburn woke flatness up for the fourth time.

`` What did you say, Brickston ? '' Washburn shouted.

`` Nothing, sir, '' bathroom answered.

`` Did n't go like aught, '' Washburn growled, `` Ten full point from Gryffindor. ``

mat wound up skipping Potions because he could n't face a sec category with Malfoy that day. Malfoy interrogated Albus again as to where matte was, and Albus told him that Matt had left after lunch to gossip his pale grandma.

After dinner, Albus and his friends decided to see if Matt was in the room of Requirement. He never showed up at dinner. When they arrived in the room, Amy was already there, trying to heat matt up.

`` Hey, Amy, '' Albus said quietly.

Amy turned around, `` Oh, hi, Albus. ``

`` Are you going to the infirmary annexe now ? '' Rose asked.

`` Yeah, I 'll see you bozo tomorrow, I guess, '' matte yawned as Amy helped him out of the bed.

`` All right field, '' Albus replied.

`` Bye, '' can, rosiness, and Amanda said quietly.

`` Bye, '' matte winced as he followed his Sister out of the room.

Albus and his Friend spent the rest of the evening in the Room, working on their homework. After a few hours, in which Albus managed to get the previous Potions preparation done, it was time for Astronomy.

prof Polo announced that they would be finishing their Mar star charts that night. Albus, John, blush wine, and Amanda set up their telescopes and got to make for.

`` This is the first full moon on a Wednesday, is n't it ? '' Albus whispered to Rose after a few minutes.

`` Yeah, I think so, '' blush wine said, `` I 'm just glad we do n't have this with the Slytherins.

`` Where 's your Friend, flatness ? '' Jackie Pierce, the Hufflepuff on Albus 's other side asked.

`` He 's visiting his sick grandma, '' Albus said automatically.

`` Oh, I hope she 's improve soon, '' Jackie replied.

Albus focused his scope and marked down a few stars. He moved his telescope and pointed it towards the moonshine. He sighed as he thought about how something as beautiful as the lunation could control soul 's life history as much as it controlled Matt's.

Albus managed to finish his virtuoso chart just as the class was ending. John and rosiness were able-bodied to finish theirs as well.

`` I hope he does n't ingest off a whole lot of stop for not getting all the mavin, '' Amanda sighed as they climbed into the portrait hole.

`` If you only forgot a match, I do n't suppose you 'll loose that many points, '' pink wine assured her.

Albus sat down in one of the armchairs in front of the abandon open fireplace. `` Are any of you tired ? ``

John sat down next to Albus, `` No, not really. ``

Rose and Amanda shook their heads and sat down. `` Let 's stay on up. We can go see Matt in the first light, '' Rose suggested.

`` good idea, '' Albus agreed. The Friend spent much of the night playing numerous secret plan of chess, Exploding snap, and Gobstones. Eventually, the sun started to rise up and morning came.

`` Should we go, then ? '' privy asked once they finished their secret plan of Exploding Snap.

`` Yeah, it 's probably a dependable time, '' Rose said. `` But maybe you should go get the map, Albus. I do n't image running into Filch. ``

Albus agreed and ran up to King James 's dormitory. Saint James the Apostle and the rest of the endorse yr boys were all fathom asleep. Albus ran to James 's trunk and rummaged around in it until he found the predator 's Map. He left a quick note to King James I telling him that he took the map, quickly left the way, and went back to the usual room.

Albus spread the map out on the base and tapped it with his wand, `` I solemnly swear that I am up to no good. ``

`` Blimey, that is brilliant !, '' John grinned as the piece of writing appeared on the map. Albus had told his friends about the map before, but he had never showed it to them.

`` Wow ! '' Amanda stared in awe at the map. `` That is awesome. ``

`` Let 's see, '' Albus scanned the map, `` Filch is still in his part. ``

`` What about Washburn ? '' John asked.

`` Hmm, '' Albus looked back at the map.

`` There he is ! '' rose pointed at the map, `` He 's in his office staff, too. ``

`` goodness, '' lavatory said in a let off voice, `` Oh, and there 's Madam Pomfrey. She 's walking through the ingress Hall. ``

`` Let 's go, then, '' Albus stood up, `` roguishness Managed. '' He stuffed the map into his robe scoop and left the room, with rosiness, John, and Amanda following.

When they arrived at the infirmary Wing, it was completely deserted. Albus and his friends settled themselves on the bed next to the one mat usually stayed in. The door opened a few arcminute later, but it was n't ma'am Pomfrey who came through. It was Amy, followed by Victoire.

`` What are you doing here ? '' Amy asked when she saw Albus and the others.

`` We had Astronomy live dark and were n't tired, so we just stayed up and figured we 'd come see Matt, '' Albus told her.

`` Oh, all right, '' Amy replied. She walked over to the bed where Albus and his supporter were sitting and Victoire followed. `` I told her, '' Amy said to Albus, `` about matt. ``

`` I still ca n't trust you prevent this from me all these years, '' Victoire said.

`` You 're not mad, are you ? '' Amy asked quietly.

`` No, of course not, '' Victoire assured her and sat down future to uprise on the bed. `` It just must have been so tough to keep back that a mystic. ``

Amy sat down side by side to Victoire, `` It was. But I did n't really have a choice. My parents forbid me from telling anyone. ``

`` fountainhead, I 'm beaming you told me now. Your parents are n't going to be mad, are they ? ``

`` No, I asked them a couplet workweek ago and they said it would be all rectify if I told you, '' Amy answered.

`` Good, '' Victoire said and turned to Albus, `` How long have you guys known ? ``

`` Since January. wellspring, rosebush put the clues together in Nov, but we did n't know for certain until January. But we did n't talk to Matt about it until last month, '' Albus responded.

The group sat in secretiveness for a few moments, before Victoire asked, `` When 's he coming back ? ``

`` Should be any clock time, '' Amy stood up and glanced at the room access. `` But just to let you jest at know, he 's not going to be in any shape to talk to you. ``

`` We know, we just want to be here for him, '' trick replied.

`` I honestly do n't even know if he 's going to require you here. He never likes anyone seeing him right after a transformation. ``

`` We do n't care what he looks like, '' John said adamantly.

`` I know you do n't, but I think he 's still afraid you 're going to desolate him. He 's never had such supportive friends before. The few friends he had went running in the former counsel once they found out, '' Amy explained.

`` puke, '' John muttered under his breath.

The threshold to the infirmary Wing opened and Albus looked up. brothel keeper Pomfrey came bustling through while using her wand to float a stretcher through the door. Matt was laying upon it, covered in a thick park blanket. Amy immediately rushed over to them. `` How is he ? '' she asked anxiously.

`` Not that bad, actually, '' Madam Pomfrey replied, `` A few broken pearl and a fair bit of cuts and bruises, but not as bad as past calendar month. ``

`` Oh, good, '' Amy replied.

brothel keeper Pomfrey directed the copestone towards the bed next to the one Albus and his supporter were sitting on. `` What are you lot doing here ? '' she asked briskly once she noticed them.

`` We, er, just wanted to see if matte was okay, '' Albus answered nervously. He suddenly was n't sure if they should have gone to the Hospital Wing after all.

`` He knows you know, then ? '' Madam Pomfrey asked.

`` Yeah, and he explained everything last month, '' Albus told her.

`` And you know, too ? '' Madam Pomfrey gestured to Victoire.

`` Yes, I do, '' Victoire answered.

Madam Pomfrey smiled, `` Good. It 's about fourth dimension he had some truehearted protagonist. Now, I 've got to heal him up a bit and then if he 's awake, you can see him. '' She pulled the curtains closed behind her and Amy. A arcminute later, she came out, went to her power, and came back with numerous potions and patch. Albus watched as she went back through the curtains and listened to the various healing magical spell she was performing.

Victoire, Albus, and his friends all sat on the bed, no one saying a word. Albus was still a bit disquieted about lustrelessness 's reaction to them being there. He had n't thought about it before, but now he realized that Amy was right and lustrelessness probably did n't want them to see him like this. He glanced at his friends, who were also looking a bit nervous. They did n't have long to dwell on it, though, because a little while later, Madam Pomfrey and Amy appeared from behind the curtains.

`` He 's awake, '' Madam Pomfrey told them, `` You can see him for a few minutes, but not very long. He needs ease. ``

Albus glanced at his friends and they stood up. He walked through the curtains, with pink wine, John, and Amanda following. Matt was laying on the bed, looking thoroughly miserable. His face was covered in cuts and there was a large contusion on his left cheek. Both of his sleeve were heavily bandaged and he looked very tired.

`` What are you guys doing here ? '' he asked hoarsely when he saw Albus and the others.

`` We wanted to make out 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 rightfulness, '' matte sighed, `` I just thought you would n't have wanted to. ``

`` 'Course we do, '' toilet said, `` You 're our booster. ``

Matt grinned tiredly at them. `` Oh, did you secern Victoire ? '' he asked Amy, who had just come back through the curtains with Victoire.

`` Yeah, I told her this morning, '' Amy replied.

`` And it does n't bother me in the to the lowest degree, '' Victoire assured him. matt yawned and smiled at her.

Madam Pomfrey came back with another steaming potion in a goblet. `` metre for you lot to go, '' she told them, `` He needs to kip. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus said, `` Bye, Matt. hope you feel better. ``

`` We 'll come see you tonight, '' rose told him.

`` Ok, have fun in course of instruction, '' Matt yawned. Gospel According to John and Amanda waved as the mathematical group left. Amy and Victoire followed behind them, whispering to each other.

Albus walked to the Great Hall for breakfast with his acquaintance. He was feeling quite tired after staying up the whole Night. Albus was sword lily that flatness did n't seem to mind them coming to see him so soon after the full moon, but he could severalise that Matt still was n't completely prosperous with them knowing his secret. Albus figured that after a mate calendar week or so lusterlessness would gradually relax about it. Now, all Albus had to do was decide when to order 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 arrest Washburn from getting the Hallows, he he had to use it.
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Albus did not have a fortune to ask John, Matt, and Amanda about the Hallows until after the Easter holiday. matte spent the rest of the hebdomad in the hospital flank, and Albus did n't require to talk about the Hallows there. He preferred to do it in secret. The Easter holiday began the day after Matt left the Hospital annex. Neither Albus nor his friends stayed at the castle over the holiday. Albus quite enjoyed the breakage and spent much of it playing Quidditch with James. Rose and her household came to appease for a few days, but Albus did n't see the rest of his extended family. Albus, blush wine, and James did spend a bit of time sneaking around Grimmauld space, looking for clues that would take them to finding out what the Hallows were, but they did n't find anything useful.

By the meter Albus was back at Hogwarts, the snow had melted and it was relatively warm. April was upon them, which meant that the end of term exam were only two calendar month away. The teachers made sure to remind them of this during every family. Albus had not thought it possible, but they were being assigned even more homework than before. Of course of instruction, no one was feeling the pressure More than the fifth and one-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 common room and depository library until late at night. A few of them were already cracking under the pressure. Albus was glad that his O.W.L.s were still four geezerhood away, but he was not looking forward to them. Even Victoire was becoming nervous about the exams and had started threatening younger student with custody if they were too loud in the unwashed room. Usually Victoire was very degree 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, '' John sighed as he watched as a fifth class nodded off while reading her government note.

`` Me neither, '' Matt agreed.

`` You 'll be fine if you study, '' pink wine assured them.

`` That 's the part I 'm not looking forward to, '' bathroom laughed, `` I 'm having enough trouble studying for this year 's exams. ``

`` 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. lusterlessness was helping her stopping point this week 's Astronomy assignment.

`` Well, it 's not due until day after tomorrow, '' Albus told them.

`` Good affair ! '' Saint John the Apostle shouted and threw down his quill pen, `` I need a gap from all this ! ``

`` Shush ! '' Victoire came storming over to their tabular array. She looked very exhaust. `` This is study time ! ``

`` Sorry, Victoire, '' St. John said, `` I 'm just sick of studying. ``

`` Just wait until seventh class ... '' Victoire muttered as she went back to the mesa she was sharing with Amy.

`` neediness to go to the Room ? '' Albus whispered.

`` Yeah, let 's go, '' Matt replied and got up. Albus, Rose, Amanda, and John all picked up their Koran and followed Matt out of the common room. They walked to the Room and lusterlessness paced three times in front of it. The door appeared and they all walked inside. The way looked just as it did when matte told them about the night he was bit.

Albus walked inside and sat down on one of the electric chair. His protagonist followed and they all resumed their perusing, except for John, who was wandering around the Room.

`` I 've got to tell you guys something, '' Albus said quietly after a few moment. Everyone looked up from their books and John came over to the fervour and sat down on the couch next to Matt.

`` Are you going to tell us where you disappear to with Rose and your blood brother ? '' John asked.

`` Er, yeah, you noticed that ? '' Albus asked nervously.

`` Yes, we all did, '' Amanda told him.

`` Well, I 'm going to tell you why, '' Albus said. `` I guess first I 've got to tell you that this past times summer, I thought my dad had told me everything about the defeat of Voldemort. ``

`` You mean, he did n't ? '' John asked.

`` No, I do n't think he did, '' Albus replied quietly, `` Over Christmas, rose, Henry James, and I, and a twosome of our first cousin, overheard mine and rosebush 's parents whispering about something in the kitchen. They were talking about whether or not to severalize us something, something they 've been hiding from us. I do n't love what it was. I just heard them say one countersign, 'Hallows'. Saint James the Apostle, Rose, and I researched in the library to try and find out what 'Hallows'were. But we did n't find anything. The only thing we had to go on was the fact that I heard the word of honor 'Hallows'in those Legilimency dreams I have. person wants to recover the Hallows and steal them, whatever they are.

`` blush wine came up with the estimation that I should talk to Dumbledore 's portrait about it. We figured that the Hallows had something to do with Voldemort 's downfall because they seem to be something just our parents know about. Since Dumbledore told my dad about the Horcruxes, we figured he 'd know something about the Hallows. So, Rose came up with the unharmed idea to set off a firework in Washburn 's form in guild to get me into the Headmaster 's power so I could let the cat out of the bag to Dumbledore. ``

`` Wait, you did that on purpose ? '' John asked in awe.

`` Yeah, we did, '' rosebush grinned.

`` That 's, that 's brainy, but pillock ! '' John laughed.

`` We know, '' Albus said grimly, `` It could have gone much worse. Anyway, Dumbledore did have it off 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 clue. He told me to ask you about them, '' Albus said.

`` He thinks we 'd get it on what they are ? '' Amanda asked.

`` Well, yeah, that 's what he said. He said to specifically ask John and Matt about them, '' Albus replied.

`` He got that right, I 've never heard of Hallows before, '' Amanda responded.

`` You have n't heard of them, have you ? '' Albus turned to bathroom and Matt.

Saint John the Apostle and lusterlessness looked at each other and then glanced at Albus. `` wellspring, I 've never heard of them, '' toilet said.

`` I have, my dad told me about them once, '' lustrelessness commented.

`` You know what they are ? '' Albus asked in impact. He looked at Rose. She looked as clueless as Albus did.

`` Yeah, I do, '' Matt repeated, `` Have n't you two ever heard The Tales of Beedle the Bard ? ``

`` Of course, '' Albus nodded.

`` The what ? '' Amanda looked quizzically at Matt.

`` The Tales of Beedle the Bard, '' he repeated, `` A Koran of sorcerer faerie tales. The Warlock 's Hairy Heart, Babbity Rabbity and Her Cackling soapbox, The Wizard and the Hopping Pot, The jet of bazaar Fortune- ''

`` My parents read me those when I was piddling. Mum 's actually got the original written matter ! '' rose wine interrupted excitedly.

`` doe she really ? '' Matt stared at her in awe.

`` Yeah, Dumbledore left it to her in his will, '' pink wine told him. `` But what do a lot of fairy tales have to do with 'Hallows'? ``

`` You did n't let me finish. There 's one more. The narrative of the terzetto chum, '' lusterlessness told them. `` And that has everything to do with the Hallows. ``

Albus and Rose glanced at each other. Like rose wine, Albus had been read those pouf narration when he was niggling, and he remembered The Tale of the III Brothers. He remembered his aunty Hermione reading it to him from the master copy copy. He had n't been able to record a word of it, since it was written in runic letter, but he definitely remembered the tarradiddle.

`` But I do n't remember anything about any Hallows in that tale, '' rose commented.

`` You would n't, '' matt told her, `` The story does n't mention the word Hallows, but the story itself is about the Hallows. ``

`` That does n't make signified, '' John announced.

`` Could someone explain this taradiddle, please ? '' Amanda asked with a tone of confusion on her face.

`` Sure, '' mat leaned back on the couch and gazed around the room. `` This would be soft if I had the playscript. I have n't heard it in ages. '' Matt got up from the couch and walked over to a rule book shelf that was behind Albus 's chair. `` pure ! Here 's one, '' lustrelessness picked a book up off the shelf, walked back over to the couch and sat down.

`` 'There were once three brother who were traveling along a lonely, winding road at fall, '' 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 destruction as an old friend, and went with him gladly, and, as equals, they departed this life .''' Matt looked up at Amanda and closed the book. `` That 's the account. ``

Amanda stared at him, `` That 's quite a bit different than Muggle queen tarradiddle. 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 Stone, and the elder scepter. Some mass believe that the story tells of the creation of the Deathly Hallows, but most the great unwashed think it 's just a level.

`` My dad told me about it ages ago. He 's one of the few people who think they actually exist. When he was young, before he got married, he actually tried to receive them. Looked in loads of books all over the humanity, trying to trace where they might be. My Uncle mariner went with them, too. They kept searching even after my parents got marital. Mum went with them. He gave up his search after he and Mum wanted to commence a family. They never did notice out anything about the Hallows that would tell him where they were. Uncle diddly kept looking for yr afterwards, but eventually settled in New York. He still thinks they 're out there, someplace, and has n't truly given up. ``

`` You mean, those three object actually exist ? '' rosebush asked skeptically.

`` I dunno, '' lustrelessness replied, `` My dad seems to think so. And he 's met a few other people who think so. ``

`` But if they do n't exist, why would my dad want to keep me from knowing about them ? '' Albus asked quietly. Albus was not sure what to think about what flatness had said about the Hallows. It was a far-fetched idea, but there was one thing Albus knew might prove their existence. His father 's invisibility Cloak. Albus had not really connected The Tale of the Three pal to his dad 's Cloak, but now that he thought about it, the connective made sense.

`` Oh, come on, Albus, you ca n't honestly be thinking that they exist ? '' Rose said exasperatingly.

`` We already know one of them exists ! '' Albus told her, `` What about Dad 's invisibleness Cloak ? ``

`` Your dad 's got an invisibility Cloak ? '' Matt asked. `` Really ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus told him.

`` But that does n't have in mind it 's the one from the story, '' John said, `` I mean, there are wads 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 other Invisibility Cloaks. It does n't wear out ! I know most Invisibility Cloaks just have a charm or something put on them and it wears off eventually. That must have been the kind your uncle had, Saint John the Apostle. But my granddaddy had that cloak before my dad did, and my dad still has it. It still works as serious now as it ever has. ``

`` Whoa, '' Matt stared at Albus with a flicker of fervor in his eyes, `` Then that could be the Cloak from the narration ! ``

`` But what about the other Hallows ? '' pink wine asked. `` I do n't think they exist. ``

`` They might, '' John the Evangelist said, `` I know I 've heard of super wands being passed from wizard to wizard centuries ago. ``

`` Ok, '' rosiness began, `` Say there is a 'super wand'out there, and Uncle Harry 's cloak is 'The Invisibility Cloak'. But how on land would a 'Resurrection Stone'oeuvre ? ``

Albus could n't answer that, but he did think that the Deathly Hallows existed. Why else would his dad have kept all this mysterious ? The Deathly Hallows had something to do with Voldemort 's downfall, and Albus was going to observe out what. `` Well, if these three object are the 'Hallows'that I heard mentioned in my dream, than someone is trying to rule them, '' Albus realized.

`` That ca n't be honest, '' John said, `` Whoever 's been doing that Legilimency wants to continue what Voldemort was doing, right ? ``

`` Right, '' Albus confirmed, `` Do you know if anything special happens if you 've got all three Hallows ? ``

`` Dad said that if one person unites all three, they will be the captain of Death, '' Matt answered.

`` Master of Death ? '' Albus repeated, `` Well, I can imagine that Voldemort would have loved to have them, then. Especially that wand. ``

`` That 's a shuddery thought, '' whoremaster said, `` Voldemort with an invincible wand. ``

Albus silently agreed. `` Anyone evilness with that wand would be scary. Remember that time we spied on Washburn ? ``

matt shuddered, `` How could I not ? That resulted in one of the worst custody ever. ``

`` I know, and I 'm sorry about that, '' Albus said quietly. He still felt a bit guilty about causing all his friends to end up in detention with Washburn. `` But that strange sensation was yelling at Washburn because he had n't found out where something was. ``

`` And we did n't even learn what it was he had to find, '' Matt interrupted.

`` But I think I know what it is. I think that Washburn is trying to chance out where the Hallows are, '' Albus told them.

`` What ? ! '' John shouted, `` I know he 's atrocious, but you think he is trying to unify 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 sense, Rose ! '' Albus shouted.

`` It does fit, but still, he 's a teacher, '' pink wine replied.

`` So what ? He makes it unmortgaged that he hates me and James, and you, and matte. He 's been giving Matt a hard sentence since the root of the twelvemonth ! And now he hates John, too. ``

`` I know, but maybe he just does n't like Gryffindors. He was a Slytherin, you know, '' Rose commented.

`` Yeah, I know that. But what if he hates us because he was on Voldemort 's English ? '' Albus suggested.

`` But do you really think he 'd do this rightfield under your dad 's poke, Albus ? I mean, come on ! Your dad 's head Auror ! '' John argued.

Albus shrugged. He really had n't thought of that. `` Dunno. Maybe he 's just pudden-head ? 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 ... '' John replied.

`` Ok, so what if it is Washburn ? '' lusterlessness said, `` What do we do about it ? ``

`` I dunno. I do n't cogitate we have sufficiency proof to assure anyone, '' Albus answered. `` We 've just got to go for that he does n't find out where the Hallows are. I only know where the invisibleness Cloak is, Dad 's got it in his business office somewhere, and Washburn probably already knows where that is, if he 's the one doing the Legilimency. ``

`` All rightfield, '' Matt replied, `` But this is mad, I never thought I 'd actually incur out the Hallows existed, let alone have a go at it where they are ! Do you think you could present me the Cloak sometime ? ``

`` Sure, '' Albus told him, `` But delight do n't severalize your dad about this. Not yet. I know he 'd want to know, but I think you ought to expect until after my dad William Tell me their significance in the war. ``

`` All right, '' matte sighed, `` I wo n't tell him yet. ``

`` Swear you wo n't ? ``

`` I swear, '' Matt said, `` I 'll keep it hugger-mugger. I 've got years of experience keeping things secret. Do n't worry. ``

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Over the next few workweek, Albus thought a lot about the Hallows. He found it severely to decoct on his homework, and Rose would often reproof him for not spending enough clip studying. He continued having his foreign dreams almost every night, but he did n't consider that Washburn had found out anything new about the Hallows. Washburn continued to yell at Albus during every Charms year and give him at least a custody a calendar week. With detainment, homework, and Occlumency lessons, Albus had hardly any prison term for anything else. Life at Hogwarts was just as helter-skelter as ever. Albus did manage to find sentence to assure William James about what Matt had told him about the Hallows, but Jesse James did n't have any ideas as to where the other Hallows could be either. He did agree with Albus that it was highly possible that Washburn was the one trying to unify them.

Before Albus knew it, exam were upon them. The night before they began was very tense. Almost all the Gryffindors were either in the common room, studying, or in the depository library doing the same. Albus and his friends were studying at a table succeeding to the one Victoire and Amy were at. Both the seventh year girls were extremely nervous, and Victoire insisted on absolute lull in the common way. Albus did not mind this, because he needed to take anyway. Their first exam was magic spell, and Albus was particularly nervous about this exam.

`` I 'm not sure as shooting I 've passed, '' Albus groaned as he walked out of the room with Rose, John, matte, and Amanda after the spell exam.

`` I 'm indisputable I 've failed, '' Matt replied, `` Washburn was breathing down my neck during half of it. ``

`` I hate when teacher do that, '' John said.

`` Me, too, '' Amanda agreed.

`` well, I think I passed, but- '' blush wine started.

`` Of course of action you passed, '' bathroom interrupted, `` You 've been preparing for exams since Sept. ``

Albus thought the rest of the test went fairly well. He thought he at least spend Potions. Herbology and dad went extremely well, and Albus thought he got decent target in uranology, Transfiguration, and History of trick. However, even though exams were over, O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s were still going on, and Victoire was still mandating a quiet uncouth room in the eventide. The night of their last test, Albus and his Friend decided to just go to the elbow room of Requirement and celebrate.

`` What a relief ! '' John shouted as he flopped down onto the couch, `` No more exams until next twelvemonth ! ``

`` Yep, a study innocent summer ! '' Matt grinned as he pulled a chocolate toad frog out of his pocket.

`` You 've got preparation, you know, '' Rose laughed.

`` I know, but I 'll lay aside it for the finale minute, '' mat replied, `` So, anyone got plans for the summer ? ``

`` I 'm going to Ireland with my house, '' Amanda told them, `` For two weeks. I ca n't wait ! ``

`` Are you going on an aeroplane ? '' Saint John the Apostle asked, excitedly.

Amanda laughed, `` Yeah. ``

`` brilliant ! '' Gospel According to John shouted, `` Maybe I can win over my parents to take us on an plane. ``

`` It 's not that great, '' mat commented. `` Are you doing anything ? ``

`` Erm, not sure. We usually visit all my full cousin, '' John said.

`` Well, you 've all got to come stay at my house, '' Albus told them. `` Rose and I always have a big birthday company at the tunnel. ``

`` My birthday 's at the end of August and Albus 's is the end of this calendar month, '' rosiness said. `` So we always have a political party together. But usually it 's just our home. And our parents'booster and their kids. ``

`` 'Course I 'll come ! '' John smiled, `` I want to see your house and the Burrow. ``

`` My parents should let me come. We 're not going to Ireland until the middle of August, '' Amanda answered, `` As long as they meet your parents first. ``

`` They can get together at King 's Cross, '' rosiness replied.

`` Can you come, Matt ? '' Albus asked.

`` Er, I dunno, '' flatness said slowly, `` My parents have never let me outride over at mortal 's house before. Not that anyone would has ever wanted me to delay over at their house before. Do you know when it will be ? ``

Albus looked at Rose, who shrugged. `` I 'm not sure. I do n't think our parents have planned it yet. But we 'll ready sure it 's not around the good moon. ``

`` Then I might be able to go, '' lusterlessness smiled.

`` Great ! '' Albus said, `` We 'll have lots of fun ! We can roleplay Quidditch. ``

`` I ca n't think this twelvemonth is almost over, '' rose wine began.

`` Yeah, I mean, a class ago, I did n't even love I was a witch, '' Amanda laughed, `` Going to be unusual to go back plate. ``

`` And last year, I never even knew about the Hallows, and now Washburn 's trying to steal them, '' Albus said quietly.

`` wellspring, at to the lowest degree over the summer you wo n't be anywhere near Washburn, '' blush wine said, `` And maybe Uncle Harry will recite us the whole story. ``

`` And then you can tell it to us ! '' whoremaster replied. `` And to stay on topic, this time cobbler's last class, I was about the same as I am now. '' Everyone laughed.

`` Well, this clip live on yr, I did n't take any friends, '' lusterlessness said quietly.

`` But you do now, '' John pointed out.

matte grinned, `` Yeah, I do. Never thought I would, though. It 's been a great class. ``

`` I have n't showed you the marauder 's Map, have I ? '' Albus asked Matt.

`` No, I do n't call back so, '' lustrelessness answered.

`` It 's brilliant, '' John grinned, `` Saw it a pair month ago. ``

`` Yeah, you were in the Hospital Wing, '' Albus remembered, `` But I 've got it now. '' Albus pulled the Map out of his robe pocket.

`` You have n't given it back to James yet ? '' Rose asked.

`` Nope, '' Albus laughed, `` I do n't really want to founder it back. Maybe we 'll just portion it. '' Albus got up from his chair and set the Map down on the table.

`` Looks just like a regular piece of parchment, '' Matt commented.

`` That 's what 's so great about it ! '' Albus grinned, `` Anyway, this is the map that my grandpa, putz Pettigrew, Dog Star Black person, and of course, teddy bear 's dad made, when they were at Hogwarts. ``

`` Yeah, I remember you telling me that, '' lusterlessness replied.

`` Here it is, '' Albus tapped his wand on the parchment and said, `` I solemnly swear that I am up to no right. ``

Ink spread across the map while Matt stared in awe at it. `` That 's vivid ! '' He stared at the map and all the labelled pane 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 passageway out of the school. But do n't interest, hardly anyone knows about the Map. Just us, James, my parents, rose wine 's parents, my Uncle George, and probably some of my cousin. But none of them, except my parents and pink wine 's parents, have it away how to get in the burrow. ``

`` Do you know how to get into the burrow ? '' lustrelessness asked.

`` Nope, '' Albus answered. Harry had told him all about the passageway, but had n't told him how to get into them. Harry had told Albus that he did n't want to deflower all the fun of discovering things for himself.

`` good, '' flatness breathed a sigh of relief and went back to inspecting the map. `` Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, '' he murmured. `` Are those, their nicknames ? ``

`` Yup, '' Albus confirmed, `` Moony was- ''

`` Teddy 's dad, I figured that one out, '' Matt said, `` But what about the others ? ``

`` Wormtail was Pettigrew, he was a rat in more ways than one, '' Albus said grimly, `` And Padfoot was Sirius, because he was a big shaggy dog. And Prongs was my gramps because he was a hart. ``

`` Wow, '' Matt said softly, `` This is amazing. ``

`` See ? '' Albus began, `` Moony had awing friends, well virtually 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, '' King 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 seventh years were still cooped up in the library, studying for their exam. `` Who 's that ? '' Albus pointed to a dot that was lingering near the forest.

Rose leaned in closer and read, `` Jarett Willinson. Never heard of him. ``

`` Willinson. Do you opine he 's related to Quinton Willinson ? '' Albus asked.

`` Probably, '' toilet said, `` But Quinton does n't take any siblings at school. ``

`` What 's that bloke doing here, then ? '' Albus wondered.

`` appear ! '' 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 enough, it was Washburn. He was heading towards Jarett Willinson. `` What are they doing ? ``

`` I dunno, '' Matt answered.

`` What if they 're going to try and find the Hallows ? '' Albus asked. `` We should go see what they 're up to. ``

`` What ? ! '' Matt shouted, `` shoemaker's last time we went to see what Washburn was up to, we wound up in hold. ``

`` But what if he is trying to steal the Hallows ? If he is, then we wo n't get in trouble from him. He 'll get fired, '' Albus pointed out.

matte sighed, `` I guess. Let 's go before they leave. ``

`` Are you coming, pink wine ? '' Albus asked.

`` I suppose, '' blush wine said. She looked at Amanda and the two of them stood up.

`` Let 's go, then ! '' trick grinned. He was clearly excited about spying on Washburn again.

Albus and his Friend left the room and set off towards the front door. They saw hardly anyone on their way down the stairs. Peeves was lurking on the second trading floor corridor, but luckily he did n't mark the first-class honours degree 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, '' pink wine suggested.

`` Good idea, '' Albus agreed, `` mischief-making managed. ``

Albus walked slowly towards the bound of the forest, where he could just make out two cloaked anatomy. The sun was setting and it was nearly dreary. Once Albus was a couplet substructure 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 friend behind a tree.

`` What is it ? '' rose wine asked.

`` That wizard ! Jarett Willinson ! He 's the blighter that was arguing with Washburn when we spied on him ! And the time I had detention and they argued in Washburn 's study. I 'm sure of it. ``

`` That means- '' rosebush replied.

`` That they 're going after the Hallows. Remember, when we spied on them, that Jarett Willinson told Washburn that he would add up and they would slip the Hallows together, '' Albus said.

`` We 've got to terminate them, '' privy replied.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Let 's go. '' Albus walked out from behind the tree, with his friends following. They slowly approached Washburn and Jarett Willinson. They were soon close decent to hear what the two ace were saying.

`` You 've discovered the positioning of one of the Hallows ? '' Jarett asked.

`` I believe so. potter finally cracked. I 'd heard that his Occlumency science were abysmal, but I did n't think it would strike me this long. The two kids do n't know a affair 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 woods. `` But I do n't bonk where. ``

`` How are we supposed to bump it ? ! '' Jarett shouted angrily.

`` Do n't ask me ! '' Washburn shouted back.

`` It was your job to notice out where it is, '' Jarett said icily and took a footfall closer to Washburn. `` And you have n't found the precise topographic point. ``

`` Sorry, but Potter did n't have intercourse 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 kill his dad ? But why ? Albus turned around and looked at his protagonist. They were all standing caudex still and wearing looks of speak veneration on their faces.

`` I do n't think we 're alone anymore, '' Washburn informed Jarett and a smile appeared across his face.

Albus turned back around to face the two wizard and backed up. Jarett and Washburn turned towards Albus and started walking towards him and his protagonist.

`` I believe you are right, '' Jarett responded, `` Mr. ceramicist, how squeamish of you to join us. ``

`` What are we going to do with them ? '' Washburn asked while glaring at the five fist years.

`` Oh, I do n't experience, what do you think ? '' Jarett replied.

`` wellspring, Potter seems incapable of doing the unsubdivided charms. The Weasley female child is a rightfield know-it-all. Eckerton is asleep half the time, so I doubt he 's capable of doing much conjuration. Brickston does n't know when to preserve his mouth shut. And the early girl does n't seem too bright either, '' Washburn said, `` I say we just let them cling around and if they interfere, I 'll take upkeep of them. '' He stared Albus in the eye, with a look of gross loathing.

`` Very well, '' Jarett agreed, `` You know them best than I do. Now, let 's get back to business. ``

`` Right. Now, why do we have 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 senior sceptre ! And if we want it, we 've got to stamp out him. ``

`` Oh, right hand, '' Washburn responded.

Albus watched the two star and glanced nervously at his friends. He had no idea what he was going to do next. Albus had been right, Washburn and this early magician were after the Hallows. Albus heard footsteps behind him and turned around, pulling out his baton at the Sami time.

`` Quinton, '' Jarett said, `` You 're late. ``

`` Sorry, Fatherhood, '' Quinton mumbled, `` Filch was lurking around. I had to hold back for him to leave. ``

Jarett Willinson was Quinton 's dad. As Albus watched them, he only hoped that Jarett was as hopeless at dueling as his son was.

`` Put your wand away, Potter ! '' Washburn growled at Albus.

`` bequeath it out, Al, '' a voice said from behind Albus. Albus turned around and saw his dad pulling off the Invisibility Cloak. Albus let out a suspiration of relief. His dad was there, everything would be okay.

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`` Nice of you to join us, Potter, '' Jarett stepped towards Harry. `` How did you find us ? ``

Harry drew his wand and stared at Jarett. `` Followed your son. Students are n't supposed to be out of their common suite after time of day. ``

`` I do n't remember it matters what he does now, '' Jarett replied icily. `` Once we have the Hallows, we will bear baron you know zilch 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 know anything about the Hallows, so it proved pointless. You, however, provided us with a great deal of data. ``

`` No, I have n't told them about the Hallows yet. But I suppose I 'll cause to after tonight, '' Harry said.

`` I do n't think you 'll feature the chance, thrower, '' Jarett growled.

`` You 've found out where the Hallows are, then ? '' Harry asked.

Washburn nodded, `` The Resurrection Stone is in the woodland. I managed to break through your pathetic Occlumency. The Invisibility Cloak is in your hand. And you 've got the elder baton, we already knew that. ``

Harry held up his wand, `` I 'm afraid I do n't. ``

`` What ? ! '' Jarett shouted and looked at Harry 's scepter, `` But you had it ! That 's how you defeated Voldemort ! ``

`` Maybe so, '' Harry began, `` But I have n't got it now, have I ? ``

`` You 've got it somewhere ! '' Jarett growled. `` Enough talk ! fall in me the Cloak ! ``

`` Do n't think so, '' Harry shoved the Cloak into his pouch and raised his wand higher. `` We 'll duel if you want, but if you come with me now, you 'll have less prison term in Azkaban. ``

`` I do n't care about Azkaban ! '' Jarett shouted. `` Crucio ! ``

`` Protego ! '' Harry shouted at the same time. A shield formed in front of Harry, protecting him, Albus, and Albus 's Quaker from Jarett 's spell.

Washburn and Quinton ran from behind Jarett, holding their baton out. Harry stepped towards Jarett and Jarett stepped nigher to Harry. Albus watched them, his heart beating fast. Jarett sent more spell towards Harry, but Harry blocked each of them. Albus smiled a short as he saw how much secure at dueling his dad was than Jarett.

honey oil of light flew out of both Harry and Jarett 's wand, lighting up the Nox around them. Harry sent a spell towards Jarett and he flew back and landed on the ground. Jarett stumbled back to his feet and sent a stunning spell at Harry.

`` Just tell me where the wand is ! '' Jarett shouted as he dodged Harry 's curse.

`` No ! '' Harry shouted back and leaped out of the way of another mantrap. The two maven continued dueling, each one sending spells and curses towards the former. Albus stared at them. He had never seen dueling like this before. Neither necromancer seemed to be slowing down. Harry was noticeably faster and dodged turn 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 wand facing Albus.

`` So, we duel again, potter, '' Quinton smirked. `` impediment ! ``

Albus dodged the go easily, but did n't cognize what to do next. He had n't learned many dueling spell yet. He held his wand up higher and watched Quinton.

`` Petrificus Totalus ! '' Quinton shouted. Albus jumped to the side and dodged the new spell.

`` Ahh ! '' someone screamed behind Albus. He turned around and saw John, Rose, and Matt standing around Amanda, who was laying rigid on the ground. The spell meant for Albus had hit Amanda public square in the chest.

Quinton laughed. `` One down, four to go ! ``

`` picket out ! '' Albus shouted to his friends. They held up their wands and stood side by side to Albus.

`` Petrificus Totalus ! '' Quinton shouted again. Albus and his friends darted to one side and Quinton 's spell hit a nearby bush.

Albus regained his balance and turned to Quinton. He raised his verge and shouted, `` Expelliarmus ! ``

Quinton dodged the enchantment and smirked at Albus, `` Think that 'll work again ? Petrificus Totalus ! ``

Albus and his Quaker 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 rosiness had passed the word on to lav and Matt and began to count. `` One ... ''

`` What are you doing ? '' Quinton asked nervously.

`` Two ... Three ! '' Albus shouted.

`` Expelliarmus ! '' All four first geezerhood screamed the charm before Quinton realized what was going on. He was knocked off his feet and his baton flew out of his hand and sailed through the air, landing near matte. mat picked it up and stowed it in his robe.

`` Urgh, '' Quinton picked his head up off the ground.

`` Let me convey it from here, '' Washburn stormed over to where Quinton was laying. `` Pathetic ... ''

Albus 's bosom started beating even faster. He had never seen Washburn duel before. It would surely be a all lot harder to disarm him than it was to unarm Quinton. Albus had no desire whatsoever to start dueling with one of his teachers.

`` So you four, well five, if you count tagger, '' Washburn began, `` Decided to happen out what I was doing. idea that it was a good idea to tamper in my business ? ``

`` Er, '' Albus mumbled.

`` Do n't deny it, ceramicist ! '' Washburn shouted. `` You came here tonight ! You spied on me months ago ! ``

`` If you 're going to kill my dad, than it is my business ! '' Albus shouted.

`` You could see it that way, if you 'd like. But if it 's your business, and you get in the way, we 'll defeat you, too, '' Washburn growled at Albus.

Albus 's stomach churned with veneration 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 shield magical spell in between where Albus and Washburn were standing. `` You 'll regret it ! ``

`` I do n't retrieve I will, potter around ! '' Washburn shouted back, aimed his wand at Harry, and sent a mum curse towards him. Harry easily dodged it.

`` Crucio ! '' Jarett had regained his counterweight and was pointing his wand at Harry. Harry turned back and ran out of the way of the inexcusable curse just in clip. He returned to his duel with Jarett, sending more than super acid of light at him.

`` Are you Death eater ? '' whoremonger asked once Washburn returned his gaze to the mathematical group of first years.

Washburn smirked at John. `` You still have n't learned to shut out your mouth, have you ? No, we 're not Death feeder. 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, '' John the Evangelist replied.

Washburn stepped closer to bathroom, `` Maybe I like to drag it out. But sufficiency of that. Potter ! '' He looked at Albus and pointed his wand at Albus 's chest. `` I do n't suppose you know if your father has any dispense with wands laying around ? One that might be the elderberry bush Wand ? ``

`` I dunno, '' Albus whispered, `` I do n't remember 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 whole lot easygoing to consider with if you did n't have got your wands, '' Washburn seethed. `` Expelliarmus ! '' he pointed his baton at Matt. Harry 's shield charm had worn off and disappeared moment before.

Albus looked over to where Matt was. Matt collapsed to the footing when the tour hit his chest, and his wand and Willinson 's verge flew through the air, landing next to Washburn. Albus darted over to where Matt was laying to see if he was ok.

`` Expelliarmus ! '' Albus shouted at Washburn after he realized that matt was knocked out low temperature. `` What did you do to him ? ! ``

Washburn deflected the patch and picked up the two sceptre. `` I just disarmed him, that usually does n't tap you out unless there are multiple mass casting it. Always knew he was weak, '' Washburn sneered.

`` Shut it ! '' John shouted as he bent down to try and awake Matt up, `` Why do n't you ever leave him alone ? ! ``

`` Ahh, looks like you 'll be next, '' Washburn pointed his wand at John the Evangelist, `` Expelliarmus ! '' bathroom 's wand sailed out of his hand and Washburn caught it. `` Now for the Weasley young lady. Expelliarmus ! '' Rose 's verge left her hand and landed in between Washburn and Albus.

Albus ran forward to break up up rose wine 's verge. `` I do n't opine so, thrower, '' Washburn reached the verge first and picked it up. `` You 're next. Expelliarmus ! ``

Albus felt his verge leave his hand and saw Washburn fascinate it. He glanced nervously at his acquaintance. They were n't doing too well. No wand, and two of them were unconscious. Albus looked at Washburn, who had started pacing in a roundabout around them.

`` Defenseless pupil, '' he smirked, `` I think you 'll be much more bequeath to do what I say now. metre to go into the forest, we 're going on a short scavenger Leigh Hunt. ``

`` No, '' Albus told him, `` We 're not. ``

`` You 're not in a position to talk terms, potter. You 'll facilitate me happen the Resurrection Isidor Feinstein Stone, '' Washburn barked, `` Now, watch me ! '' Washburn started to take the air towards the woods, but Albus did not follow. `` Let 's go, potter ! ``

`` We 're not going, '' rose wine said, crossing her blazonry across her chest.

`` You 'll regret that, '' Washburn said icily. He walked back to where Albus, Rose, and John were standing. `` Crucio ! '' he shouted at Rose.

Rose screamed and jumped to the side, just missing the curse. Washburn started sending jinx towards all three of them. Albus jumped behind a tree to avoid a jinx that wound up hitting the Tree. He looked over to where Harry and Jarett were dueling. As far as Albus could tell, Harry was winning. Jarett appeared to be slowing down, but Albus noticed that his dad was limping a bit as he dodged Jarett 's spells.

`` What are we going to do ? '' rose wine asked anxiously.

`` I do n't know ! '' Albus shouted back. He peeked his head out from behind the tree diagram and saw John running towards them. Washburn pointed his verge at Gospel According to John 's back and hit him with a tripper Jinx. John fell forward and he landed on the ground with a sickening crunch. `` John the Evangelist ! '' Albus shouted and ran out from behind the tree.

`` Just you and the Weasley girlfriend now, ceramist, '' Washburn growled. `` Sectumsempra ! '' he shouted at Rose.

`` No ! '' Albus shouted as the swearword hit one of her branch. She sank down onto the reason, screaming in painful sensation. Albus could see stock seeping out of her robe. `` break off it ! '' Albus shouted again. Albus glanced over to his dad again. Both of the sensation were slowing down. Willinson was definitely the regretful off, he was leaning against a tree, trying to hold up his wand with a broken arm. `` Dad ! Help ! ``

Harry turned away from his duel and came limping over when he heard Albus 's shout. `` Expelliarmus ! '' he shouted at Washburn, and all five wands the Charms instructor 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 foot, `` You all right ? ``

`` fine, '' Quinton grunted. The two of them took one smell 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 minute before. He was gone. `` Are n't you going to go after them, Dad ? ``

`` Ca n't, '' Harry lifted his robe and revealed a foul cut on his leg, `` Took all my strength to get over here and bring through you. '' Harry sank down onto the ground, breathing heavily. `` Are you all right ? ``

`` Yeah, I 'm fine, '' Albus sat down following to his dad and leaned up against him. `` But I want to know the whole write up about the Hallows. ``

`` I know, and I will tell apart you, '' Harry sighed, `` After we get back to the rook. ``

`` 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 castle now ? '' she asked quietly. Her vox was shaking. She was holding one of her hired man down over her arm, stopping the bleeding that Washburn 's hex had caused.

`` I think that would be a good idea, '' Harry replied.

`` Harry ? '' a new voice said from behind them. `` What happened ? ``

Albus, Harry, and rose wine turned around. Neville was standing behind them. `` Bit of a nasty affaire d'honneur, '' Harry answered, and went on to explain the entire evening.

Neville shook his head, `` Blimey, Washburn 's always been a picayune cold-blooded, but I 'd never have expected that. What was he after ? ``

`` I 'll explain that later, '' Harry said, while trying to remain firm up, `` But right now we 've got to get back to the castle. ``

`` Right, '' Neville agreed, `` consecrate me your hired man. '' Harry extended his arm and Neville helped him up. Albus and Rose got up after him.

Harry leaned on Neville and Neville helped him walk over to where John was laying. Neville conjured a stretcher and with a flick of his wand, privy was laying upon it. He did the Saame with Matt and Amanda. `` What happened to them ? '' Harry asked quietly.

`` John got hit by a trip-up jinx and hit his head on a rock, Amanda got a full-body-bind curse, and matt just got hit by Expelliarmus, '' Albus explained.

`` That 's nil ma'am 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 ticket, except for a few cutting and being completely worn out. The haemorrhage on pink wine 's arm seemed to feature 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 time they went up the stairs, that he was in a large deal of pain in the ass. Eventually, they made it up to the hospital Wing. When they got into the Mary Augusta Arnold Ward, Madam Pomfrey was already bustling around, and when she saw them come in, she immediately descended upon them.

`` There you are, Harry ! '' the nurse shouted, `` I 've been trying to contact you all evening. St. James got into a filthy duel with a twain Slytherins and he 's been unconscious mind ever since. '' She gestured to one of the beds at the far end of the room and looked back at Harry. She gazed upon the group and her mouth fell open. `` What in the name of Merlin happened to you lot ? ''

`` Quinton Willinson 's founder, Jarett Willinson, tried to belt down me, '' Harry said simply. `` Had quite the duel with him down near the forest. Him, along with Quinton, plus professor Washburn. ``

Madam Pomfrey 's eyes became large with stupor. `` professor Washburn ? And where are they now ? '' she asked quietly.

`` They took off, disapparated once they left the cause, '' Harry told her, `` I could n't capture them with this awful cut on my leg. ``

`` wellspring, occur on, then, '' the nurse said, `` Harry, you go in bed one, since it 's closest. Albus, bed two, and rose, bed three. '' gentlewoman Pomfrey gestured to the bottom and then approached the capstone that Neville was holding up with his scepter. `` And let 's see, Neville, take them to beds four, five, and seven, since William James is in bed six. ``

Neville nodded and directed the stretchers to the empty layer. Albus walked over to the second bed and lay down. He stared at the roof, thinking about what had happened. Washburn thought Harry had the elderberry bush Wand, but Harry did n't. Where was it ? Who had it ? And why did Washburn think that Harry had it ? At least Harry said that he would order Albus everything. It was only a matter of time before Albus knew the whole account about the Hallows.

Madam Pomfrey came bustling over to Albus 's bed. `` Here, drink this, '' she handed him a potion. `` Dreamless sleep. '' Madam Pomfrey turned away from Albus and strode across the room to one of her console. She rummaged around inside. `` All the Potters in the hospital Wing at once, it was bound to fall out Oklahoman or later ... '' she muttered.

Albus gratefully took the potion, and a few arcminute later, he fell into a reposeful sleep.

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A/N : Thanks to my babe and beta, Dancer of Starlight and my other baby and brother. Thanks as well to XDNLxtlz99, drownzer, inkheart, Moonylupin, and MiZzPrInCeZz for their limited review !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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When Albus awoke the sun was shining into the windowpane next to his bed. He sat up and peered at the clock on the wall. It was two o'clock. Albus looked over at Rose 's bed ; she was still asleep.

lady Pomfrey came out from behind the curtains 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 peek at the former bottom, to see how everyone else was.

`` Are you sure ? '' Madam Pomfrey asked, `` cipher hurts ? ``

`` No, I 'm fine, '' Albus answered truthfully, `` But what about everyone else ? Where 's my dad ? ``

`` They 're all okay, too, '' dame Pomfrey assured him, `` They 're departed. And your dad left a few hours ago. He had to take care of some thing at the Ministry. He said he 'd be back later. Now, do you want something to eat ? ``

`` Sure, '' Albus said, suddenly realizing how athirst he was. Madam Pomfrey left the elbow room for a few minutes and came back with a tray filled with sandwiches and pumpkin vine juice. She set it down on Albus 's bedside board and Albus started eating. Rose and James woke up a few minute later, and they joined Albus in his luncheon. James immediately asked them what had happened finis night. Albus and rosiness explained the whole thing.

`` Blimey, '' King James said quietly, once they had finished, `` I always knew Washburn was evil. ``

`` Explains why he hates us so often, '' Albus replied, `` We knew nothing about the Hallows, and he thought he 'd be capable to find out where they were by reading our nous. ``

`` guesswork so, '' James agreed. `` So, Dad said he 'd enjoin us about the Hallows ? ``

`` Yeah, he did, '' Albus told him, `` I guess he will when he gets back from the Ministry. ``

lavatory, flatness, and Amanda woke up an hour later, and Albus and rose told them the rest of what had happened the previous dark. They were all happy that Washburn, Jarett, and Quinton had n't gotten any of the Hallows, but were worried that they had gotten away. They spent much of the afternoon discussing what would happen next.

Albus was sure that, somehow, the relaxation of the school already knew what had happened the night before. They had no idea what Washburn, Quinton, and Jarett were after, but they knew about the duel that had taken place on the dry land. madam Pomfrey spent a lot of clock time keeping curious bookman out of the Hospital Wing, and eventually she locked the room access. Victoire and Amy were the showtime ones to visit Albus and the others in the infirmary Wing, followed by the relaxation of Albus 's cousins. They all wanted to know what went on, and Albus told them most of the story. He left out the part about the Hallows, since none of Albus 's cousins knew about them. Amanda, Saint John, and Matt 's parents showed up for a few minute each and were all relieved that their shaver were ok.

Once evening arrived, Madam Pomfrey made all of Albus 's cousins and Amy leave, and she gave Albus and the others a orotund phonograph record of food for their dinner party. After they finished eating, Albus heard somebody trying to get into the room.

`` Bloody hell, I think she locked it ! '' a vocalization shouted out.

`` Oh, Ron, honestly. Just knocking, '' a female voice said. Albus heard a meretricious smash, and Madam Pomfrey came running out of her federal agency. She flung the door clear and Ron and Hermione came running in. `` grow ! '' Hermione shouted and descended upon her girl. She wrapped rose in a big hug. `` Are you all right ? ``

`` Yes, Mum, '' rosiness hugged Hermione back. Ron sat down on the bed and wrapped his arms around rosebush as well.

`` Where 's Harry ? '' Madam Pomfrey asked, `` I thought he was coming with you ? ``

`` He was behind us, '' Ron glanced at the door.

`` I 'm here, '' Harry appeared in the room access and limped over to Albus 's bed. He sank down on it and gave Albus a hug.

`` I told you not to take the air on that leg yet, '' Madam Pomfrey scolded.

`` Did n't induce much of a choice. I had to alarm the Ministry. I 've got Aurors looking for Washburn and both Willinsons right wing now, '' Harry explained.

`` good, '' ma'am Pomfrey handed Harry a chalice of potion, `` Drink that. ''

Harry took the potion and downed it in one mouthful. `` 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, flatness, and Amanda listen to, '' Albus insisted.

`` I know, they 've got to experience what happened, too, '' Harry agreed, `` We just need some shoes buck private. ``

`` How about the room of Requirement ? '' Albus suggested.

`` You 've found that already ? '' Harry grinned.

`` Well, Matt showed it to us, '' Albus explained.

`` Oh, '' Harry replied, `` Well, that would be the perfect place. '' Harry stood up. `` Poppy, I 've got a bit of explaining to do to the kids. ``

`` Ca n't you do it here ? '' Madam Pomfrey asked, `` It really would be best for them all to stay here a patch longer. ``

`` I promise we 'll all come back once I 'm done, '' Harry said.

`` Really, Harry, they need rest ! '' Madam Pomfrey insisted.

`` I owe them an account, Poppy, '' Harry said quietly.

`` Oh, amercement ! '' gentlewoman Pomfrey threw her custody up in disgust, `` But do n't accept them out too long. ``

Harry grinned. Albus got up out of the bed. St. James, rosebush, privy, lustrelessness, and Amanda all got up as well. They followed Harry, Ron, and Hermione to the door.

`` I 'm getting too old for this, '' Madam Pomfrey muttered as they left.

`` You 're not leaving, are you ? '' matte asked nervously.

Madam Pomfrey smiled, `` Of form not, lamb. Do n't you worry. ``

The group made their way slowly to the seventh level. Once they reached the portrait of Barnabas the Barmy, Harry started pacing. After a few second, a door appeared where it had n't been previously. Harry opened it and everyone followed him inside. The room looked a lot like it did when Matt asked for it. The only noticeable dispute was that this prison term there were Sir Thomas More armchairs and another couch.

Harry sat down on one of the couch. Albus and James sat on either side of him. Ron, Hermione, and pink wine took the other couch, while John, flatness, and Amanda took the death chair.

`` Dad, '' Albus began, `` We already know about the Hallows. ``

`` You do ? '' Harry asked.

`` Er, yeah, we know about the connector to the tarradiddle of the Three buddy, and we know that the Deathly Hallows are the senior Wand, Resurrection of Christ Stone, and the invisibility Cloak. We just do n't know why you 've kept it a secret. ``

Harry sighed, `` How long have you known ? ``

`` A few months now. Since April. Matt told us about them. ``

`` Really ? '' Harry looked at Matt, `` You knew about them ? ``

`` Yeah, my dad told me, '' flatness answered, `` But I was n't indisputable if I believed they existed or not, until Albus told me about the Cloak. ``

`` Not many multitude think they 're rattling, '' Harry replied, `` I first heard the story of the tierce 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 master copy copy of The story of Beedle the Bard, written completely in antediluvian runic letter. Ron got the Deluminator, and I got the first of all Snitch I ever caught.

`` Hermione decoded the runes and noticed a symbolic representation in a drawing that went with the Tale of the troika blood brother. '' Harry pulled a firearm of lambskin and a calamus out of his pocket. He drew a Triangle, with a circle inside it, and a channel connecting the top of the Triangulum to the bottom. `` This was the symbol. We recognized it because at banknote and Fleur 's wedding, Xenophilius Lovegood was wearing it on his gown. Viktor Krum approached him about it because this symbol is also Grindelwald 's symbolic representation. ``

`` Grindelwald, that evil mavin Dumbledore defeated ? '' Matt asked.

`` Yes, '' Harry continued, `` But at one point, Dumbledore and Grindelwald were friends- ''

`` What ? ! '' lusterlessness shouted.

`` They were, '' Harry said. Albus already knew this part of the chronicle, but it must deliver had relevance to the Hallows, if Harry was telling it again. `` They were friends, who were obsessed with uniting the Hallows. That symbol is the symbol of the Hallows. The trigon is the Cloak, the circle, the Stone, and the line, the Elder Wand. Grindelwald and Dumbledore 's friendship fell apart after Dumbledore 's Sister was killed. Eventually, Dumbledore had to confront Grindelwald and defeat him. Grindelwald had the Elder wand, and when Dumbledore defeated him, the baton changed its allegiance, and Dumbledore became the new maestro. ``

`` Dumbledore had the Elder Wand ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, he did, '' Harry said, `` Now, after Hermione decoded the account, we went to see Xenophilius Lovegood, and he explained the Hallows to us. We were unbelieving, but we knew that the Cloak existed. You may get already guessed this, but Voldemort found out about the elderberry bush Wand and he wanted to get it, because he believed it would enable him to belt down me. That is why he wanted someone to kill Dumbledore. However, before Snape killed Dumbledore, Draco Malfoy disarmed him. The Wand changed allegiance once again. You see, the Elder Wand does n't alter allegiance when a wizard kills the wizard it belongs to. That wizard just needs to be defeated. Defeat does n't always equal decease. Since Snape killed Dumbledore, Voldemort assumed that the scepter had shifted its fealty to Snape, but in actuality, it belonged to Draco.

`` When we got captured and taken to the Malfoy manor house, I disarmed Draco. I defeated him. Even though he did not have the senior Wand in his self-control at the time, it was still his wand. But when I disarmed him, it became mine. The Elder scepter had been buried with Dumbledore, but Voldemort stole it. Voldemort assumed that the wand had allegiance to Snape, so Voldemort used his snake to stamp out Snape.

`` After Snape died, I viewed his memories in the Pensieve, and found out that I was a Horcrux and I would give to die in order for Voldemort to die. As I was walking into the forest, I tried once again to open the fink that had failed to spread out earlier in the year. It opened, and inside was the Resurrection gemstone. In the wood, Voldemort tried once again to kill me, but he only succeeded in killing the Horcrux inside me. When I came back, Voldemort and I had one final duel. He had the Elder scepter, but it 's allegiance belonged to me. He tried to kill me with a wand that was mine. A wand will not do work properly against its rightful owner. So, when we dueled, Voldemort 's killing curse bounced off my disarming charm, and hit him. ``

Albus stared at his dad, `` But what about the fact that Voldemort used your blood to number back to life ? Is n't that why you survived ? ``

`` That 's part of it, Al, '' Harry told him.

Albus did n't hump what to say. He finally had the reply he had been looking for. This was why no one else knew about them. The Hallows did have to do with Voldemort 's downfall, a big part.

`` Where 's the elder Wand now ? '' King James I asked, `` Do you take in it ? ``

`` No, '' Harry answered, `` That scepter is too a lot trouble. It 's back with Dumbledore. And if I die a natural death, it will cause no loyalty. ``

`` Oh, '' James replied, `` Would 've been cool, though, having an unbeatable verge. ``

`` And the Stone ? '' Albus asked, `` Is it really somewhere in the timberland ? ``

`` Yes, '' Harry answered, `` And I have no idea where. The simply Hallow I 've got is the invisibility Cloak. ``

`` But you did unite them, the Hallows ? '' Albus asked.

`` For a little while, 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 gain certainly that they are. ``

Albus sat quietly, thinking about everything his dad had said. Harry had united the Hallows, he had been the 'Master of end'. Albus was relieved that he finally knew the unscathed story, but he still had more doubt. Had his dad ever used the Resurrection of Christ pit ? How did it meander up in the timberland ? But Albus decided to ask the enquiry that had been pulling at him since he first heard 'Hallows'mentioned month ago. `` Dad, why did n't you enjoin us ? ``

Harry sighed, `` It was a mistake not telling you sooner. I want you to know that. I should throw told you survive summer, when I told you everything else. But at the Saame time, I did n't want you to secernate anyone about it. I wanted to wait until you were older and More mature. ``

`` So you did n't trust me ? '' Albus asked. He hated it when masses told him he was n't old enough to do something, or know about something.

`` Not exactly. I did n't want you to be tempted to recount people about the Hallows. If word got out that there is an unbeatable wand out there, especially one that is on the Hogwarts cause, the resultant could be bad. expect at what Washburn and the two Willinsons did. And they are just three people. reckon if half the school was going after that wand ? I 'm not saying everyone would want to use the wand for evil, but if a lot of people were going after it we could accept a catastrophe on our hands. The idea of great power, whether one is going to use it for good or evil, does screwball things to hoi polloi. And that is why I did n't tell you. I did n't want a lot of people to love about it. But that did n't work out at all. Now, More citizenry than just you and James and pink wine know about it.

`` Which brings me to my next level, '' Harry said in a more sober tone, `` None of you can tell anyone anything I have told you tonight. You ca n't assure anyone that the Hallows exist, and that they are all currently residing somewhere in or around Hogwarts. A lot of multitude know about my Cloak, but without knowledge of the resurrection Stone or the Elder Wand, they wo n't cerebrate anything of it. ``

`` I ca n't even severalize our cousins ? '' Saint James asked.

`` No, I 'm good-for-nothing, but you ca n't, '' Harry replied

`` I wo n't enjoin, '' Albus assured Harry. Rose, Gospel According to John, and Amanda all nodded.

`` like I could separate my dad, '' Matt said, `` He 'd love to hear about it. ``

`` Is he interested in the Hallows ? '' Harry asked.

`` Yeah, he was. He went all over the world researching them when he was vernal. Never found out where they were. Gave up after he and my mum decided to depart a family, though. He still believes they exist, '' Matt replied.

`` Maybe I 'll severalise him, someday, '' Harry answered, `` But for now, delight do n't tell him. ``

`` All right, '' Matt agreed.

`` well, then, I think we ought to get back to the Hospital Wing, '' Harry stood up, `` lady Pomfrey will deliver my head if I keep you up much later. ``

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Madam Pomfrey let Albus and the others leave the Hospital Wing two days later. Albus was quite happy about this, as he was getting bored with the infirmary annex. Albus and his supporter spent much of the days following talking or playing game in the commons room or on the background. 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 United States Department of State. A few students asked Albus and his acquaintance about what had happened with Washburn and the Willinsons, but Albus did n't secernate them anything. The students'attention was soon flex towards the Quidditch net. Just as Albus and Harry had predicted a few month prior, it would be Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw.

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A/N : Thanks to my sis and beta, Dancer of Starlight, and my other sis and my blood brother. Thanks as well to inkheart, smirkyhaha, and harshabc for their reviews !

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`` You 're going to be o.k., St. James, '' Albus assured his brother at breakfast a few good morning later. James I was sitting across from him, but was n't eating anything. With the exception of James, everyone else at the Gryffindor tabular array was in high spirits. Exams were over, and it was the cobbler's last Quidditch match of the year. The only one besides James I who was n't eating anything was lusterlessness, and considering that the good moon was that night, it was n't surprising.

`` James, you 've got to eat something, '' Samantha Meyers had appeared behind James and was pouring him a field glass of pumpkin juice, `` At least drink in this. '' James nodded and took the goblet, but he only drank a few sips. He glanced nervously at Albus, and then looked up at the stave table.

Albus turned and looked as well. Harry was n't there. The retiring few days, Harry had been away from Hogwarts more than he had been there. He had been spending a lot of meter at the Ministry, organizing the hunting for Washburn and both Willinsons. `` He 'll be there, James. He said he would. You know he would n't overleap the equal for the domain. ``

`` Ok, squad, let 's go ! '' Samantha stood up and beckoned her team to abide by her. James followed the residuum of the team, with one last glance at the staff tabular array. As they left, the integral Gryffindor board stood up and cheered.

A few proceedings later, Albus and his ally walked down to the pitch. `` Last Quidditch match of the year, '' Albus sighed.

`` Yeah, just promise we win ! '' lav shouted.

`` promise so, too. But Ravenclaw will be hard to nonplus. They 've got a good squad, '' Albus replied.

`` At least the conditions 's good, '' John pointed out, `` I do n't call up we 've played in better term than this the entirely year. '' John was right about that. It was warm, hardly windy at all, and there was just enough cloud cover to disguise the glare from the sun.

`` I hope it 's a flying match, '' Matt yawned as they climbed into the stands.

`` It probably wo n't be, '' Albus said, `` We 're pretty evenly matched with Ravenclaw. ``

Matt groaned, `` Maybe James will spy the stoolie early. ``

`` Would n't count on it, '' Albus responded, `` Jesse James told me that in order to win the Cup, we 've got to be at least 40 points up before he catches the snitch. Otherwise, we 'll win the friction match, but Ravenclaw will get the Cup. And Samantha has made it clear 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 castling, '' pink wine said sympathetically.

`` And miss Quidditch ? '' mat stared at her like she had three heads.

rose sighed. `` I do n't screw what 's with you guys and Quidditch, '' she muttered.

`` It 's a good game ! '' Amanda grinned, `` Way better than football. ``

`` Does n't take much for something to be more interesting than football, '' John laughed, `` I mean, honestly, what were the Muggles thinking ? How can a biz be exciting with one Lucille Ball ? ``

Albus laughed. He had to check. He had been to one football match before. It was a residential district league, and Harry had taken him and James II to see if they had been interesting in playing it. Throughout the whole match, both Albus and James had commented on how much better Quidditch was.

Albus watched the stands fill up, hoping to catch a glimpse of his dad. He looked at the part of the stands where the staff sat, but the behind succeeding to Neville that Harry usually occupied during Quidditch mate remained empty. Where was he ? The equal was about to bulge. He promised James IV that he would be there.

`` Welcome, Hogwarts educatee and staff to the Quidditch Final ! '' Todd Bessie Smith 's voice boomed over the crowd. `` Today 's match is between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw ! And here come the team !

`` First is Ravenclaw. captain President Tyler superhighway, followed by Dan Martha Jane Burk, Natalie transmission line, Allie Humphrey Davy, Damien Waverly, Kate Waverly, and Zack Valentino ! '' seven-spot players in blue gown walked out onto the field, with their brooms over their shoulders.

`` Next we have Gryffindor ! captain Samantha Meyers, followed by Ryan O'Malley, James ceramist, Bradley Weasley, Fred Weasley, Georgia Weasley, and Heather Weasley ! '' The Gryffindor team marched onto the playing area and stopped in front of the Ravneclaws.

`` professor Oteski steps onto the sphere. Captains Meyers and Pike shake up hands, and the teams are off ! ``

Albus watched as both squad soared into the air. heather mixture immediately took control of the Quaffle, passing it back and forth between Fred and Samantha. They flew down the delivery, dodging Bludgers sent by Valentino and Davies.

`` Gryffindor scores the number one goal of the game ! '' Todd shouted out, once Heather managed to get the Quaffle preceding Kate Waverly. `` Ravenclaw in possession now. Waverly fling to Burke, and then back to Waverly. ``

`` Hi, Al. ``

Albus turned around at the auditory sensation of his name. Harry had appeared behind him and was climbing over the seats in social club 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 ? ``

`` Calluna vulgaris just scored the maiden goal of the plot, '' Albus grinned.

`` Awesome ! She 's got some arm, let me tell you. Even as a baby. I remember once, she threw one of her toy dog at me. Gave me a black eye, '' Harry laughed.

`` Why are you sitting here ? '' Albus asked, `` You usually sit with the quietus of the staff. ``

`` To be honest, it 's to a greater extent fun sitting here, '' Harry grinned, `` I do n't take in to moderate my excitation when Gryffindor scores. ``

At that moment, Samantha scored a destination, and all the Gryffindors jumped up, screaming and hollering with joy. Harry screamed the loudest of them all.

`` See what I mean ? '' Harry grinned, `` The faculty always has to contain their turmoil, in orderliness not to play favourite. ``

For the next hour, the secret plan continued with both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw scoring goal after destination. After the first initial destination, Ravenclaw caught up quickly and tied the catch. 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 Bible. ``

Albus agreed, `` Yeah, we 've just got to desire that we can somehow get 40 points ahead. ``

`` That could take in a piece, '' Harry said.

`` cable television service of Ravenclaw has scored ! '' Sir Alexander Robertus Todd shouted, `` 110-100 Ravenclaw ! ``

`` Merlin ! '' 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 question. Luckily, she ducked at that very moment and the Bludger wound up hitting Damien Waverly instead. Waverly slipped off his broom, but managed to hold on with one hand. He got back on the broom and sent a nasty look towards Valentino. In the meantime, Heather managed to score another goal.

It became clear within the future half hour of the game, that the Damien Waverly had been injured by the Bludger. His coordination was all off, and he was having job catching the Quaffle. This, of line, worked to Gryffindor 's advantage, and soon enough the score was 120-150 Gryffindor.

`` Just one to a greater extent end, '' Albus said, `` One more and James can overhear the snitch. ``

`` It 'll be knockout to preserve up that 40 point leash, though, '' Harry pointed out. `` He 'll have to find the Snitch soon after the end is scored. ``

`` I hope he does, '' rosebush said, `` I do n't think Matt can take much more of this. ``

Albus looked over at his friend and felt bad that he had become so immerse in the plot, that he had n't noticed how bad matt looked. Matt appeared to have fallen numb and was leaning his head on Harry 's shoulder. 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 matches around the full moon ?

Harry nudged matt gently until he woke up, `` Wha 's going on ? '' Matt asked sleepily.

`` You fell asleep, '' Harry said gently, `` You 're welcome to tend on me, but I was n't sure if you wanted to miss the match. ``

`` I do n't, thanks, '' flatness replied, blushing a little, `` It 's bad enough having Malfoy see me fall asleep in class, but during Quidditch .... ''

`` I do n't conceive he can see you here, '' Albus said quietly, `` He 's on the other side of the stand. ``

`` Good, '' lustrelessness responded. `` But I still do n't want to lose the equal. ``

Albus turned his attention back to the lucifer. It seemed to be getting harder and harder for Ravenclaw to to score end with only two pursuer. Damien Waverly was flying more erratically by the minute and his teammates had foresightful since stopped trying to fuddle him the Quaffle. However, despite the trouble, Ravenclaw was putting up a good fight. Their early two pursuer were superb.

`` Calamity Jane scores ! '' Sir Alexander Robertus Todd shouted out over the crowd, `` Making the scotch 130-150 Gryffindor ! C'mon, you can do it, Gryffindor ! Just two more than goals and catch the fink ! ``

`` mend, '' Albus sighed, `` So much for one more goal. ``

`` It 's all right, Al, two goal wo n't be arduous, '' Harry shifted awkwardly to rick towards his son. matte had fallen asleep on his shoulder joint again. `` lady Pomfrey did n't even want him to go to the match, '' Harry gestured to lustrelessness. `` But I convinced her to let him. ``

`` Thanks, '' Albus smiled, `` He did n't want to omit it, even if he is benumbed during half of it. ``

`` fountainhead, Madam Pomfrey worries a lot, '' Harry told him, `` Frankly, she was n't too keen on James playacting, 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 II was currently circling above the repose of the players. The Ravenclaw quester, Tyler Pike, was doing the same.

`` He is, '' Harry agreed, `` Staying out of the way, that 's the best strategy for a seeker. ``

`` Gryffindor scores ! '' Todd exclaimed, `` Captain Meyers has scored ! ``

`` See, Al, now it 's just one more goal, again, '' Harry said.

The game was now entering it 's third minute. There was still no mansion of the fink, which was good for Gryffindor, since they still needed to score one Sir Thomas More goal before James could hitch it. About ten minutes after Samantha scored, Heather managed to score as well.

`` Yes ! '' Albus jumped up in his buttocks and shouted out in hullabaloo. Now, James could entrance the Snitch.

`` As long as Gryffindor can keep their forty point lead, and catch the canary, they will win the Cup ! '' Sir Alexander Robertus Todd shouted.

Albus watched as James started picking up speed and fly around the pitch, looking for the sneaker. But in the meantime, Dan Burke was once again storming up the pitch with the Quaffle. He flew straight towards the Gryffindor goals and managed to seduce another goal.

`` Damn ! '' Todd shouted.

`` Language, John Smith ! '' Patil shouted next to him.

`` Sorry, prof, '' Lord Todd said, `` Now, Gryffindor must score another destination in edict to gain back the forty point 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 grade ! Gryffindor has the XL full point lead again ! ``

The Gryffindors were all on their metrical unit now, shouting in exhilaration and chanting 'Go, Saint James, go ! All of them except lusterlessness and Harry. Somehow, matt was managing to sleep through everything, and Harry continued to let him slant on his shoulder. Luckily, no one seemed to notice, besides Albus, John, rose wine, and Amanda. They kept glancing worried flavour at lusterlessness, but eventually, they got sucked up into the emotion of the plot and watched James IV 's search for the Snitch.

`` And I think he 's seen it ! '' Sweeney Todd screamed, `` Yes, Potter has seen the Snitch ! He 's flying directly towards the ground. Pike has noticed it as well, but he is all the way at the other end of the rake. I do n't call up he 'll get there in time. No, he definitely wo n't ! ``

Albus watched as James River flew closemouthed and closer to the basis. Albus was certainly he would barge in into it, and watched nervously as James finally pulled out of the dive, just in time. He flew back up a few feet, holding the struggling stoolpigeon in his hand. Albus turned to his dad. `` We 've won ! We 've got the Cup ! ``

`` Gryffindor wins ! With 320 full point, 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 ! '' lav nudged his friend awake, `` We 've won, ignite up ! ``

`` Wha'? '' Matt slowly lifted his head off Harry 's articulatio humeri and looked at all the excitation around him. `` Oh, right. Awesome ! ``

Harry stood up, grinning, `` I 'm going to go congratulate James. I 'll see you later. I 'll probably hold back by the uncouth elbow room, for the party. ``

Albus gave his dad a hug before he left, `` All right. See you later. ``

`` Let 's get back to the unwashed elbow room, '' rosiness suggested as she watched lusterlessness rub his headway, `` We 'll see James there. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus agreed. He knew Matt had no desire to join the mob of Gryffindors currently storming the pitch.

Despite their decelerate walkway back to the castle and up to the 7th floor, Albus and his friends made it back to the common room before most of the other Gryffindors. In fact, the only other people there were a few older pupil Albus did n't know, Amy, Victoire, and individual Albus definitely did n't await to see.

`` Teddy ! '' Albus shouted as he spotted Teddy sitting side by side to Victoire on one of the sofa. `` What are you doing here ? ``

`` Came to see the match. James did brilliantly ! They could n't have found a honest seeker to replace me, '' he grinned, `` And came to see Vicky 's gradation, of course. '' He smiled at Victoire and giggled.

`` Oh, right, '' Albus grinned, `` gladiolus you came ! ``

`` Yeah, it 's great to be back here, '' shimmy grinned, `` Well, I think I might go to Hogsmeade and peck up some supplying for the political party. ``

`` Great ! '' Albus said, `` See you in a bit. ``

`` You, too, '' Teddy stood up. He gave Victoire a straightaway kiss and exited the coarse room. It was really starting to fill up now, although the team had yet to arrive.

`` Are you going to stay for the party ? '' Albus quietly asked Matt.

`` I do n't call up so, '' lustrelessness yawned, `` Think I might hire a nap. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus responded. matte left the group and made his way through the bunch to the dormitories.

`` It 's so unfair, '' pink wine said softly as he left. Albus, toilet, and Amanda nodded in agreement, but no one said anything else on the subject.

The group found seats at their usual table and shortly after they sat down, James and the rest of the team came into the room.

`` We 've got it ! '' Samantha Meyers was the outset to abound into the room, holding the Quidditch Cup above her head. `` We did it ! '' She was positively beaming. The quietus of the team climbed in behind her, all of them grinning from ear to ear. The entire common room volley into applause 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, I just want to thank the altogether squad. We could n't have done this without any of you. We 've got a grotesque team here, and I 'm definitely going to overlook all of you next class. I especially want to preen St. James the Apostle, '' she turned to James, who was clearly basking in the glory, `` You have done an outstanding job this whole year. Coming in as Seeker, right after shimmy lupin, who was one of the best Seekers this house has ever had. That, and being expected to live up to your dad 's reputation. fountainhead, all I can say is you have lived up to that expectation. And I think you are definitely going to touch Teddy as far as seeking science goes- ''

`` Ah, Samantha ! '' slip came bursting back into the green elbow room, `` Am I missing you rambling on about my brilliance on the Quidditch slant ? ``

`` Actually, no, shift, '' Samantha laughed, `` I was just saying how Epistle of James could give you a run for your money when it comes to seeking. ``

`` Well, that 's no surprise, since it was Yours Truly who trained him, '' Teddy joked.

`` Oh, shut it, chemise ! '' Samantha replied.

`` And I get no credit at all ? '' Harry had come into the vernacular elbow room and was standing behind Teddy.

`` Harry ! '' Teddy turned around, grinning, `` glad you could come to the party ! I 've just gotten back from getting provision. ``

`` commodity, '' Samantha grinned, grabbing one of the suitcase and pulling out Butterbeers, `` Then let 's get this political party started ! ``

The party proceeded much like the one following the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match had, only even more boisterous. teddy had not only bought clobber from Honeydukes, but from Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes as well. teddy treated everyone to a exhibit of Everlasting Fireworks, which took the human body of Gryffindor lions, stoolpigeon, and broomstick. Albus and his ally quite enjoyed it, and they also played round after beat of Exploding snap fastener. Just like the late political party, no one left for dinner party. teddy had bought enough solid food that no one needed to. Even Harry stayed well into the evening.

`` You know, pink wine, '' whoremonger said after what must have been their one-tenth plot of Exploding Snap, `` I do n't think I 've ever seen you without a volume before. ``

Albus looked over at rose, who was indeed without any sorting of book. `` Well, exams are over now, '' Rose laughed, `` I do take a prison-breaking from studying every once and a while. ``

`` It 's just sort of shocking, '' John grinned, `` jump without a book. ``

`` Do n't worry, '' Albus laughed, `` I guarantee you she 'll be back to studying within two weeks of going back home base. ``

`` Oh, shut it, Albus, '' Rose grinned.

`` Hey, guys, '' James was standing next to their board, his smile still as big as when he first came into the room.

`` Oh, hi, James II ! '' Albus replied, `` Congratulations on the mate ! You did brilliantly. ``

`` Yeah, it was awful ! '' John agreed.

`` Great job ! '' Amanda said.

`` It was nifty !, '' rosebush said.

`` Thanks, '' James River replied, `` You 're trying out succeeding year, mightily Albus ? ``

`` Yeah, definitely, '' Albus answered, `` But I do n't know if I 'll make it. I mean, the only position open will be Samantha 's. ``

`` I 'm sure you 'll make it, '' James River assured him, `` You 're a bang-up Chaser. ``

`` Thanks, '' Albus said quietly, his face turning a bit crimson.

`` Great company, huh ? '' James said, `` But where 's Matt ? ``

`` He, er, does n't experience practiced. He 's in the dorm room, quiescency, '' Albus answered.

`` Oh, I hope he feels better soon. He did n't look too good this break of day, '' James responded, `` Well, I 'd break get back to the team. See you later. ``

Albus waved as James left and was absorbed back into the immense gang in the room. It seemed as if every Gryffindor was in the rough-cut way. With Harry and Teddy there as well, there was hardly way to move. Albus kind of liked it though. He was n't a huge fan of large crowd of people, but as long as everyone was n't focusing on him, he was ok with it. And now, the aid was definitely on James and the ease of the Quidditch team. Albus glanced around the room and saw that the entire team was right at the pith of things, along with Teddy and Harry.

`` Oh, hi, lusterlessness, '' Rose said quietly. Albus turned his head away from the Quidditch team 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 for the first time metre they had done that, flatness had started getting more and more well-heeled with the idea of his friends seeing him so soon after a transformation. But Albus and the others had not visited him so early in the aurora since. They now visited in the late afternoon, after grade were done for the day.

`` privation me to go with you ? '' john asked.

`` No, it 's ok, Amy 's going to, '' Matt replied

`` cook ? '' Amy appeared next to Matt.

`` Yeah, I guess, let 's go, '' Matt turned and started to walk towards the portrait hole. Amy followed closely behind.

`` Last one here, until September, '' Rose commented after they 'd left.

`` admiration what it 's like at home base ? '' John mused.

`` Dunno, but I do n't conceive we should ask, '' Albus said quietly.

`` No, probably not, '' John agreed.

Albus and his protagonist stayed up late into the dark, playing games of Bromus secalinus and Exploding press stud. Harry spent most of the even in the common elbow room, but he left around 9 pm. However, the party continued well into the wee hours 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 voice of the castling and some of the other professors wanted to get some sopor. After Neville left, Albus dragged himself up to his dormitory. He was completely exhausted from staying up so late and fell asleep the instant his pass hit the pillow.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and genus Beta, Dancer of Starlight, as well as my other sister and my Brother. Thanks also to BKL8008, inkheart, Moonylupin, and XDNLxtlz99 for their brushup ! There are only a few chapters left in this story, just to let everyone know.

Chapter 38 : commencement exercise

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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`` May I have your attending, please, '' Professor Kendrick stood up and announced at the End of Year Feast the a twain days later. Albus stopped talking to John and turned to face the Headmaster.

`` Thank you, '' Kendrick continued once the Great Granville Stanley Hall was tranquillize, `` What a twelvemonth, what a twelvemonth. It is hard to believe that it is now June. The year has ended with quite a shock. I know that you all know by now what transpired on the grounds this preceding week. ``

Albus glanced around at his beau pupil and saw that they were all turning to stare at him. He sunk down in his seat a little bit and tried to deflect their gaze.

`` I want to secure you all that the Aurors are looking for both Professor Washburn and Jarett Willinson, as well as Quinton Willinson. Whether this was an sequestrate attack, I am not sure. But whether there are Thomas More flak to come or not, I am for sure we will all fend secure, and stand as one. Whatever is coming, we will deal with it. We have dealt with iniquity in the past and luck are we will deal with it in the hereafter. '' Professor Kendrick paused and looked out at his scholarly person. Everyone had returned their gaze to him, and were no longer staring at Albus and his friends.

`` Now, onto lighter matters. I have a few announcements, then the House Cup needs awarding. First, O.W.L. and N.E.W.T. outcome will be mailed partway through the summer, as usual. secondment, the commencement ceremony ceremony will necessitate shoes tomorrow, at ten o'clock. And lastly, as common, I must remind you of the fact that using magic is prohibited while you are not in school day over the summer.

`` And now, the business firm Cup. In last situation, Hufflepuff with 376 points. '' Kendrick announced. Albus clapped politely along with everyone else in the Hall. `` next, Gryffindor with 413 points. '' Albus groaned, as did everyone else sitting at the Gryffindor table. No dubiousness that the many degree Washburn took from all of them helped secure that they did not get the business firm Cup. `` In s billet, with 452 points, Slytherin. '' There was a bit more polite applause, but none of it from the Gryffindor table. `` And in first off place, Ravenclaw with 563 points ! Congratulations, Ravenclaw ! '' Kendrick waved his verge and the laurel wreath transformed from their usual Hogwarts colors into the Ravenclaw blue.

Albus clapped his men, while looking glumly at his plate. Oh, well, there was always next year. At least they 'd gotten the Quidditch Cup.

`` I think that is all that needs to be announced, '' Kendrick said once the hand clapping died down, `` And with that, enjoy the feast ! '' Kendrick waved his wand once again and food for thought appeared on all the plates.

`` We 'll win it next class, '' Gospel According to John announced as he heaped his plate high with crybaby, `` But you know what, I 'm going to miss this food for thought over the summer .... ''

`` 'Course we 'll win it next year, '' Albus agreed, `` Washburn wo n't be here anymore to train off unjust power point. ``

`` You do n't experience who Kendrick 'll get to replace him, though, '' pink wine warned.

`` thoroughly power point, '' lusterlessness said as he buttered a piece of bread. He was still recovering from the total moon and was n't that hungry. Normally, he would n't even be out of the infirmary offstage yet, but he had convinced ma'am Pomfrey to let him see the feast. `` Do you love if your dad will be teaching DADA again next year ? ``

`` Dunno, '' Albus shrugged. He had n't really thought about it before, but Harry had come to teach DADA at a moment 's notice, and maybe Kendrick really did n't let time to get anyone else. But now he 'd give the whole summer.

`` Hope he does, '' mat replied, `` Otherwise, we 'll be getting two new instructor, and what are the prospect that both of them will be courteous ? ``

`` Not high gear, '' blush wine 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 charm instructor is nicer, '' Amanda said, `` Of course, it wo n't take much, will it ? ``

`` Nope, '' Rose replied, `` Wo n't contain very much at all. ``

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Albus awoke the following morning with just plenty sentence to view a quick breakfast in the Great Hall before making his way to the grounds for the graduation.

`` We 'll see you after, when we 're getting on the train, '' pink wine said to lavatory and Amanda as she got up from the table.

`` Bye, '' John mumbled, his mouth full of toast.

`` Have fun, '' Amanda waved.

Albus and flatness waved as they followed Rose out of the room. `` estimable thing it 's sunny today, '' Albus commented, `` Remember slip 's ? last-place twelvemonth ? ``

Rose laughed, `` Oh, yeah, how could I blank out that ? ``

`` What happened ? '' Matt asked.

`` Worst electric storm of the whole year, '' Albus grinned, `` It 's funny looking back on it, but it was n't then. We got soaked, despite the tents Kendrick put up. Not to remark the wind, thunder, and lightning. Scared Lily out of her mind. Mum had to take her into the castle partway through. ``

`` Glad it 's not like that this year, '' matt agreed. The three of them walked onto the ground and over towards the electric chair that had been set up by the lake. the great unwashed were already milling about and finding rump. Albus spotted his parents, grandparents, aunty, uncles, and cousins, all taking up practically half the hindquarters.

`` There 's my mum and dad, '' Matt pointed to two multitude sitting down near where Albus 's Aunt Fleur and Uncle Bill were, `` Want to meet them ? ``

`` Sure, '' Albus said and Rose nodded.

Matt started walking towards them, but once they noticed him, they came running towards the three of them and met them halfway. `` Oh, Saint Matthew the Apostle ! How are you ? Are you feeling ok ? '' A tall blond charwoman with an Aboriginal Australian accent enveloped Matt in a tight hug.

`` Mum ! '' Matt said, his cheek turning red, `` I 'm fine ! Really, I am. ``

`` Are you sure ? You look a bit pale. Did you sleep well finish Night ? '' the blond fair sex asked anxiously, with her arms still wrapped around her son.

`` I 'm sure ! I slept fine, really, '' Matt assured her.

`` Julie, I think he 's fine. '' The man, who Albus guessed was flatness 's dad, pulled the fair sex off of matt. He also had an Australian accent and was tall, with graying hair.

`` Oh, all right field, '' the woman sighed, `` I just worry. ``

`` I know, so do I, '' the man said quietly, then turned to Matt, `` How was the end of term ? ``

`` Great, really. Well, with the exception of what happened with Washburn, '' lustrelessness told them.

`` And you wonder why I worry so much, '' the woman said to the man, `` I 'm gladiola everything else was OK. ``

`` Oh, these are my friends, '' mat gestured to Albus and Rose, `` Well, two of them anyway. Albus potter and rose Weasley. They 're both Victoire 's cousins, like I told you in my letters. Albus, rose wine, this is my mum and dad. ``

`` Pleased to suffer you, '' Rose smiled and shook their hands.

`` Hi, '' Albus shook their bridge player after Rose.

`` Hello, love, '' the woman gave them a warm smile.

`` So you 're the 1 who set off pyrotechnic 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 of instruction, I did pile of other stuff .... '' Mrs. Eckerton gave him a stern flavour. `` Not that I 'm saying you should pull antic like that, of course. You should behave yourself in school, son, '' Mr. Eckerton said quickly to Matt.

Albus stifled a joke and noticed his own parents, followed by his Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione walking over towards him. `` Hi, Mum and Dad ! ``

rosiness grinned and greeted her parents as well, `` howdy, Mum, Dad. ``

`` Albus ! '' Ginny let go of Lily 's hired hand and wrapped her son in a big hug.

`` Hi, Mum, '' Albus replied and rolled his centre and Ginny finally let him go. He looked over and saw that rosiness 's parents were doing the like thing with her.

Albus gestured to Matt and his parents, `` This is our booster, lustrelessness. fountainhead, you already know him, Dad, '' Albus laughed, `` But anyway, these are his parents. And Matt, Mr. Eckerton, Mrs. Eckerton, those are my parents, and my Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione, who are Rose 's parents. And my little sister Lily and rosebush 's little brother, Hugo. ''

`` Nice to come across you, '' Matt 's dad stuck out his script. `` Walter Eckerton. And my wife, Julie. '' The adults spent a few minutes exchanging hired man shingle and pleasantries, while Albus and Rose introduced Matt to Lily and Hugo.

`` How 'd you get those cuts ? '' Victor Hugo asked lusterlessness loudly, gesturing to the partially healed cuts on Matt 's arm. Since the full-of-the-moon Sun Myung Moon was only a twosome solar day ago, they still had n't completely healed. `` Didja get 'em from that affaire d'honneur with professor 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, '' flatness replied quickly.

`` Wicked ! '' Hugo grinned. `` Ca n't wait until I can come here. ``

`` Just another year, Victor-Marie Hugo, '' Albus smiled at his cousin. `` But do n't count on getting to duel with vicious teachers. I 'd rather not hold had to do that. ``

`` Me and Lily acted out the affaire d'honneur, did n't we, Lily ? '' Victor Hugo told them. Lily nodded her caput. Hugo continued, `` I got to be Washburn, only I won. Lily ran away. ``

`` Did not ! '' Lily shouted.

`` Did too ! '' Hugo shouted back.

`` Kids, calm down, '' Ginny said sternly.

`` Mum, can Matt come in stay with us over the summer ? whoremonger, too, but he 's in the castle. They can fall for mine and blush wine 's birthday company, '' Albus asked.

`` I do n't see why not, '' Ginny smiled, `` As long as it 's ok with his parents. ``

`` Can I go arrest with Albus ? '' lustrelessness 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 guess about it. ``

`` Oh, come on ! Please ? '' Matt pleaded, `` I 'll be fine. Albus even said they 'd have the political party at, a, good time. ``

Harry seemed to catch onto what the Eckertons were worried about and gave them a meaningful gaze, `` I understand your worry, but I 'm sure enough matte will be fine if he stays with us for a few days. And we will schedule the political party at a safe meter. ``

The Eckertons still did n't attend convince, but Matt 's dad said, `` He probably will, but I 'd still like to talk it over with Julie. We 'll get back to you, all right ? ``

`` That 's alright, '' Harry replied.

Matt groaned, `` You worry too much. ``

`` Sometimes we have to concern, '' flatness 's mum told him, `` You know that. ``

`` I know, '' flatness sighed.

`` I think the ceremony 's start now, '' Harry announced. `` We 'll be in have-to doe with with the detail of the party. ``

`` speech sound unspoilt, '' Mrs. Eckerton replied.

`` See you after, matt, '' Albus waved. He and pink wine followed their menage to the chair that were set up on the lawn. Albus sat down in between blush wine and Harry and waited for the ceremony to begin.

There was a boastfully stage set up in front of the chairs, with a marvelous podium embossed with the Hogwarts crest. following to the podium was a table piled with Hogwarts diploma. All the seventh years sat in the maiden few rows of president, dressed in their lightlessness Hogwarts robe and a ace 's hat.

After a few instant, in which everyone who had been milling around and talking came and sat down, Professor Kendrick strode up to the podium and began to speak. `` Welcome, friends and sept, to the commencement ceremony ceremony of the Hogwarts course of 2017. I remember the low prison term these students stepped metrical unit into Hogwarts. Many were excited and just as many were scare off and nervous. Some thought they knew all of Hogwarts 's secrets, and others hardly knew anything about the Wizarding World at all. But that did not subject. Because now, they all stand as one, equally groom to assume on the world around them. I believe that great thing will happen to the the great unwashed in this class and that they will do great matter.

`` This class is a exceptional one to me. Every class at Hogwarts is peculiar, but the yr I became schoolmaster was the year this class came to Hogwarts. I think that I was just as nervous as they were, if not more so. '' Kendrick paused as the consultation laughed. `` And I remember each one of their sortings. I remember Tyler Pike tripping over his own feet as he made his way to the stool. He 's certainly get a long way from that, becoming captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. I also remember Olivia Kaden 's smile as she was sorted into Hufflepuff and ran to fall in her sister at that mesa. And who could forget the loud outcry of mirthfulness from Teddy lupine as Victoire Weasley was sorted into Gryffindor. ``

professor Kendrick continued his speech for another ten minutes. After he was done, each of the nous of House went up to the soapbox and gave a speech communication as well. Albus liked Neville 's lecture the best. He talked about how proud he was of each and every Gryffindor that was graduating that day, and what made them special. Albus found it a bit difficult to pay attention to prof Patil 's voice communication about the Ravenclaws because she used such big words that Albus hardly knew what she was saying. He assumed it all meant that prof Patil knew that all the Ravenclaws would roll up making gravid donation to the Wizarding World in the discoveries of several things. Professor Polo gave a skilful language about the Hufflepuffs, and then Slughorn gave one, but it did n't focus much on the Slytherins. His speech mainly consisted of itemization who he had taught at Hogwarts, and how famous they are now. He spent a good luck 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 news report of Snape 's potions Word of God and how Harry had wound up with it in his 6th year.

prof Kendrick took the podium once Slughorn had finished, `` Thank you, Professors Longbottom, Patil, Polo, and Slughorn. Now, two outstanding students shall verbalise on behalf of their class. first-class honours degree, question Boy Tyler Pike. And then, straits Girl Victoire Weasley. ``

Tyler expressway took the podium and began his speech. It was a long-winded lecture full of more words Albus did n't understand, much like prof Patil 's had been. moldiness be a Ravenclaw thing, he thought. Albus glanced at Rose and noticed she was paying rapt aid. Maybe she should have been in Ravenclaw.

Once John Tyler concluded his speech, Victoire stepped up to the podium. She waited for the crowd to stop over their clapping for John Tyler 's speech and then she began. `` Wow, what a crazy seven years it 's been ! '' she paused and smiled at the hearing. `` I remember our offset day here. I was scared, we were all scared. short first base year, lost in a sea of older students, and now we 're at the top. Over the retiring seven years we have not only stupefy an education that will suffice us throughout our entire living, but we have forged friendly relationship and memory board that will last a lifetime. Memories. In the end, that 's all we 've got. I know I speak for us all in saying that the memories we 've made here at Hogwarts are some of the outdo we have. It has n't always been promiscuous and not all the memories are unspoiled ones. We 've all lost the theatre Cup at least once in the past seven years, we 've lost Quidditch match, failed tests, and had fights with champion. But now is n't the time to dwell on those memories. Right now we should remember the just times. The sentence we did win the House Cup, the dramatic profits in Quidditch, the tests we 've aced, and the fact that our friendships are strong enough to withstand a few rows.

`` I 'm sure we all have mixed intuitive feeling about leaving Hogwarts. I know I do. This castle has been our dwelling away from home base for the past seven yr. A ripe portion of our lives have been spent here. It will be sad to leave Hogwarts behind, but this second 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 humans before us. We are ready, we can go into the man and crap something of ourselves. When you look out at the family behind me, do n't just expect at us as the Hogwarts course of instruction of 2017. look at us as the future Healers, Aurors, researchers, and who knows, maybe even the future government minister of legerdemain. So, in finish, we are ready to face the world. Whatever it has in memory board for us, we will be able-bodied to take it on. Using our unlike talents, we as a chemical group will be able-bodied to take whatever the world has to befuddle at us. ''

The audience broke out into loud applause. Albus clapped along with them. He thought Victoire 's speech had been much better than Tyler 's and judging by the clapping, everyone else thought so, too. The applause died down as Victoire went back to her seat and Kendrick took up the dais once again.

`` Thank you, Tyler and Victoire, '' he nodded his straits in their direction, `` Now it is time to present the diplomas. '' Kendrick waved his sceptre and the podium moved to the side, while the board with the diplomas moved to the center of the leg. The four head word of theatre got up and stood future to the table. Kendrick stood on the other English and picked up the number 1 diploma. `` Katelyn Isabelle Asterly, '' he called out.

A tall, red haired Hufflepuff stood up and walked over to the headmaster. She took her sheepskin and shook Kendrick 's hand. Then she shook all the straits of star sign'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 composure water.

The headmaster continued to call off gens. Albus recognized a few of them, but nearly of them were people he had just seen occasionally.

`` Amy Marie Eckerton, '' Kendrick called out a little while later. Albus and rosebush clapped loudly as matt 's sister accepted her diploma and walked over to the growing grouping of 7th years near the lake.

Albus watched as Kendrick called out more figure. He recognized the two Slytherins that had hexed him earlier in the year. Neither he or grow clapped for them. They politely clapped for everyone else. Albus also recognized the Quidditch captain, Samantha Meyers and clapped a bit louder for her.

The crew of seventh years on the stage diminished until there were only two left. `` Victoire Fleur Weasley, '' Kendrick announced. Albus and rose wine clapped louder than they had for anyone else as their cousin shook Kendrick 's hand. Albus heard Teddy tin whistle and kick in a meretricious shout of 'Go Victoire !'as she shook Neville 's hand. Professor Patil shot him a seat look and he quieted down. Albus had to choke a laugh. Even after you graduate, you still have to mind to the professors, he thought.

`` Cameron Alexander Zabino, '' Kendrick called once Victoire had crossed the microscope stage. A strapping looking Slytherin accepted his diploma and joined his class by the lake.

Kendrick waved his wand and the tabular array disappeared. The podium moved back to the center of the stage and Kendrick stood behind it. `` In the retiring seven years, the students in this class have learned a gravid deal about thaumaturgy and life in general. These skill will facilitate them as they pursue the careers and dreams of their choosing. It is time for them to journey from Hogwarts, on the same sauceboat they arrived her on seven years ago. The first time they crossed this lake, they were both excited and scared about what Hogwarts had in memory board for them. As they cross the lake once more, they are more convinced, but still excited and a bit scared about what the world has in depot for them. I know I speak for us all when I say I 'm surely they will do great affair. ''

Kendrick nodded his headway towards the group of seventh age. The students climbed into the boats and Hagrid got into the one in front. He brandished his pink umbrella and bellowed, `` Forward ! '' The gravy boat all started moving, taking the seventh class away from Hogwarts and towards the new escapade that awaited them as adults.

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A/N : Thanks to my babe and beta, Dancer of Starlight, my other baby, and my brother. Thanks as well to Moonylupin, ladymblack, sinwillys822, and XDNLxtlz99 for their reviews !

Also, if anyone picked up on the fact that this took lieu in 2016/2017, whereas the Harry thrower dictionary indicates that Albus 's get-go year would have been 2017/2018, I figured out the escort 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 put up it next week and then front 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 sauceboat left. A few multitude cheered and whistled. Albus could discover Teddy 's cheering over everyone else 's. After a few minutes, people started to leave.

Albus and rose said a quick good-by to their category before heading off to the horseless carriages that would take them to Hogsmeade Station. They got into a go-cart with lustrelessness and the posture lurched forwards to take them to the wagon train.

`` john and Amanda must already be on, '' Albus said as they walked down the corridor in the train.

`` Probably, we 're some of the last ones on, '' rosebush pointed out. They continued to look into the compartments before they found the one that their friends were in.

`` How was the graduation ? '' Gospel According to John asked once the compartment door was shut once again.

`` Really estimable, '' Rose said.

`` Yeah, Teddy kept shouting and whistling and Professor Patil was glaring at him, '' Albus laughed.

`` And Victoire 's speech was really good, '' Matt told them, `` Much better than Tyler Pike 's lecture. ``

`` I could hardly empathise a tidings of it, '' Albus commented.

`` I thought it was a good actor's line, '' Rose responded, `` It was all about how the course of instruction needs to use their endowment and skills to further progress the Wizarding World. ``

`` well, he could have just said that, '' Albus huffed, `` He did n't birth to piss it so crashing confusing. ``

`` I got told off by him once, I could n't understand anything he was telling me, '' lav laughed.

`` He 's just got a big vocabulary, '' Rose insisted, `` Anyway, the graduation was really near. ``

`` Yeah, but it 'll be Weird next year when Victoire 's gone. She 's starting training to be a Healer next year, '' Albus told them and turned to matt, `` What 's Amy doing ? ``

`` She 's going to be a Healer, too, '' Matt told them, `` She 's going to work with healer Sterling this summer, actually. She, er, wants to get involved with the subject area I 'm in and stuff. ``

`` Oh, is that the healer who 's in thrill of it ? He 's the one who Albus saw in the Hospital extension a couplet months ago ? '' whoremonger asked.

`` Yeah, '' Matt told them, `` Amy 's wanted to be a Healer and body of work on the wolfbane Potion ever since she saw me after the full moon for the number 1 meter, '' he said quietly.

`` That 's well, '' Amanda said, `` Maybe she 'll actually encounter a remedy. ``

`` Maybe, but probably not, '' matte replied sullenly.

`` So, what are you doing in Ireland, Amanda ? '' rosebush asked after a consequence of ill at ease 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 kind of chronicle there, '' Rose told her, `` There 's a clump of wizarding villages there, too. I 'd get it on to go and visit them. ``

`` That would be fun, '' Amanda agreed, `` But I think we 're sticking with the Muggle clobber. ``

`` Oh, right wing, '' Rose said, `` Well, if I ever go to Eire, you can descend with me and we 'll look around all the wizarding villages. ``

`` I wish I was going to Ireland over the summer, '' Saint John the Apostle announced, `` We 're not doing anything. Just staying base. ``

`` Us, too, '' Albus said, `` live on twelvemonth we went to Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault. ``

`` That was scores of fun ! '' rosebush grinned, `` I want to go back. ``

`` The funniest part was watching James try and mouth French to all the French people people, '' Albus laughed. `` But this class we 're just staying house. ``

`` We never go anywhere, '' Matt told them. `` Well, we did go see my uncle in America a dyad geezerhood ago. I was eight. But we have n't been back since. It 's really expensive to rag on Muggle plane, and we always go to Commonwealth of Australia every Christmastime, '' he sighed. `` I 'd rather just visit my uncle than my grandparents. ``

`` I 've never been to America, '' John the Divine told him, `` What 's it like ? ``

`` Different. The Muggles driving on the untimely English of the route, '' lusterlessness said, `` But it was loads of fun when we went. I think we might be going side by side year. ``

`` wellspring, you can all come visit me and blush wine for a fiddling spell, '' Albus told them, `` We usually have our birthday party at the tunnel, but you can come stay at my house before it. ``

`` That would be awful ! '' John grinned, `` I 'll just Floo to your place. ``

`` Yeah, that would work, '' Albus agreed, `` And hopefully your parents will let you come, Matt. ``

`` I think they will, '' lustrelessness responded, `` But we 're not connected to the Floo net. ``

`` 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 line, 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 course. But that works to get where we 're going. My parents will just Apparate me to your firm, '' Matt told them.

`` That 'll forge. ``

`` And you can come stop at my theatre, '' Rose told Amanda.

`` Ok, but I ca n't do any sort of phantasma or Floo, '' Amanda said.

`` It 's all right field, my parents can drive. We 'll come get you, '' rose assured her.

`` Great. I ca n't wait to see your house. I bet it 's a lot different from mine. I 've never been in a magician house before, '' Amanda said.

`` So, is your whole household going to be at the Burrow ? '' John asked.

`` Pretty very much. We usually have a few party there during the summer. A few of our cousins have summer birthdays, too, so there are a few former birthday parties. Rose and me always have a shared one, though, since we 're the Same age. Samantha and Lindy 's birthday is in the kickoff of July, so they get a party. Fred, Bradley, and Gabriella are all born in August, like rose wine, so they all have parties, too. But theirs are usually at their own household. Then there 's the end of summer party, that 's always at the end of Aug, '' Albus told him.

`` Excellent. There 'll be some awesome Quidditch matches, then ! '' whoremaster grinned.

`` Oh, yeah, Quidditch can get pretty exciting during the summertime, '' Albus responded, `` There 's usually so many people that we can get a real tourney going. ``

`` That 'll be loads of fun, then. And my dad said he 'd get me a broom this yr, '' St. John told them.

`` Great ! You can convey it with you. I 'm asking for one for my birthday, '' Albus said.

`` I 've got a broom at menage, '' Matt said, `` I 'll bring it, too. ``

`` I obviously do n't own one, '' Amanda sighed, `` Maybe I can win over my parents to get me one, but I doubt it. As very much as they 've grown customary to magic, the estimate of flying still freak them out. ``

`` It 's all right, '' Rose said, `` There are lot of brooms in our crime syndicate, mortal will let you borrow theirs. ``

`` speaking of Quidditch, I think the Chudley Cannons are going to make a real come-back next season, '' mat grinned.

`` Ugh ! '' Albus groaned, `` You 're kidding, right ? There 's no way they could ever make a come back ! ``

`` Yeah they can ! '' Matt insisted, `` And someday, they 'll make it to the League Cup and I 'll go and stomach them ! ``

`` The day the Chudley Cannons make it to the League Cup is the day Gryffindors and Slytherins get along, '' St. John the Apostle 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 side by side one, even if the Cannons are n't in it, though. ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus agreed.

`` I 've been to the World Cup once, '' Matt went on, `` When I was four. I can hardly remember it, but Amy says we had really good seats. It was in Australia, I think it 's one of the only when times it 's been there. It was the New Zealand Kiwis versus Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault. France won. ``

`` That must get been awesome, '' John the Divine grinned.

`` Yeah, I 've been to regular compeer, but not the World Cup, '' Albus said.

`` fountainhead, I hardly remember any of it. I mostly remember Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault 's celebrating afterwards, '' Matt said, `` Just like I 'll be celebrating when the Cannons 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 next 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 yoke rounds of virtuoso 's Chess and Exploding Snap. rosebush won all the games of chess and while they each won at least one round of drinks of Exploding Snap, pink wine won most of them as well. When the trolley car came around, they bought a bit of everything and had fun eating Bertie Botts Beans and trading drinking chocolate toad cards. Albus had most of the wit by now, but he was still did n't give McGonagall.

Towards the end of the trip, everyone quieted down a bit. heighten dug out a Book and started reading, Amanda doodled on a opus of parchment, lavatory and Albus started up the Quidditch discussion again, and lustrelessness fell asleep. Albus and Saint John were just beginning to talk over the chances of Puddlemere United making it into the next League Cup when the compartment door opened. Victoire and Amy walked into the compartment, both sporting huge grins.

`` So, how 's it experience to have graduated ? '' Rose asked, putting down here book.

`` glorious ! '' Victoire said, `` We 've been celebrating with everyone else, but thought we 'd add up see you. What have you been up to ? ``

`` Not a great deal, just talking about Quidditch, '' Albus said.

Victoire sat down adjacent to Rose and Amy sat down next to her sleeping brother. `` Of trend. That 's one matter I 'll definitely miss next year, '' Victoire sighed, `` I 've never been very honorable at Quidditch, but I love watching it. ``

`` You can come back to watch, '' Albus told her, `` You 've got to. I 'm going to try out for chaser next year and if I make it, I want you to come to the matches. ``

`` I will, at least some of them, '' Victoire assured him, `` But I 'll be pretty busybodied next yr. healer training is reasonably acute. ``

`` You 'll be good at it, though, '' Rose said, `` Both of you will be. ``

`` I hope so, '' Amy said quietly as she looked at Matt, `` It 'd be great to discover a dear version of that potion .... ''

`` If anyone can do it, you can, '' Victoire told her, `` You 've always been the topper at Potions in our year. I 've just barely squeaked by. I really hope I got at to the lowest degree 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 indisputable you got an E on your N.E.W.T. ``

`` Where do you civilize to be a healer ? '' Amanda asked, `` Is there a university or something ? ``

`` There are some year, of grade, but it 's not like a Muggle university. And there 's less schooling than Muggle Doctor of the Church need. We do a match days of classes and interning at St. Mungo 's, '' Amy told her.

`` Yeah, we 're going to get a flat in London sometime this summer and split the rent during the breeding, '' Victoire added.

`` Can I go visit you ? I want to see your flat, '' Albus asked.

Victoire laughed, `` Of course of action you can. ``

Amy stretched her arms and got up, `` Well, we 're almost there, so I think I 'll go get my stuff and nonsense ready. You coming, Victoire ? ``

`` Sure, we could probably get in a bit more celebrating before we 're in Greater London, '' Victoire grinned. `` See you guys in a little while. ``

Albus waved as his cousin and Amy left the compartment. The remainder of the journeying was uneventful. Albus played another round of Exploding duck soup with John and Amanda and then he dozed off for a bit. The following thing he knew, lav was shaking him awake when they were in Greater London. Albus yawned and started putting all his things back in his bag. He joined the gang of pupil heading out of the gear and walked onto the platform with his friends.

`` There 's my parents, '' Matt pointed to the left field and Albus saw the Eckertons talking to his Uncle card and Aunt Fleur, `` I guess I 'll probably see you guys this summer, if my parents let me come. ``

`` They will, '' Albus said adamantly.

`` They 'd better, '' bathroom laughed.

`` I hope so, '' flatness responded quietly, `` Well, I 'll let you know if I can, Albus. See you soon, I hope. ``

`` Definitely, this summer will be awing ! '' Albus grinned, `` Bye, Matt ! '' John, Rose, and Amanda all said goodbye as well.

`` Bye, guys ! '' matt waved and walked over to his parents. Albus watched as Mrs Eckerton pulled him into a tight hug. She reminded Albus a lot of his grandmother.

`` You should find your parents so they can meet ours, '' Albus told John and Amanda.

`` good estimate, '' John looked out among the gang, `` Oh, they 're over there. Hey, Mum ! Dad ! '' he shouted.

A man and woman walked over to toilet, the woman shaking her heading and the man laughing. Three little girl followed them. `` moldiness you be so gaudy, dear ? '' the adult female asked.

`` Mum, what a way to recognise me after you have n't seen me in calendar month, '' John grinned.

`` Oh, come here, Johnny, '' the woman smiled and wrapped John in a hug.

`` Mum ! '' whoremaster 's cheeks reddened and he pulled away. `` Hi, Dad. ``

`` Hello, John, how was the rest of terminal figure ? ''

`` Great ! ``

`` Albus ! Rose ! '' Harry said from behind Albus.

Albus turned around, `` Hey, Dad ! Hi, Mum, Lily, Hugo, aunty Hermione, Uncle Ron. '' Albus and pink wine exchanged greeting with their parents and siblings while John continued to order his parents about school. Lily and Victor-Marie Hugo seemed to hit it off with one of King John 's sis and they were running around the platform, trying to get each other to eat the disgusting sapidity of Bertie Bott's.

Amanda had meanwhile found her parents and brought them over to the grouping. They both looked a bit uncomfortable among all the witches and wizards, but seemed to want to meet Albus and the others.

rosebush seemed to accept bang of all the introductions. `` Ok, Mum, Dad. These are mine and Albus 's friends, John and Amanda. '' The future few minutes were spent with all the grownup shaking helping hand and introducing themselves. rose and Albus told can and Amanda 's parents about their birthday party and it seemed like both John and Amanda would be able to go. After a few minute of arc of discussing details, John, Amanda, and their kin said auf wiedersehen to the Potters and the Weasleys and headed back into London.

`` Ready to go, St. James ? '' Harry shouted to his previous son who was standing a few m away, talking to Nathan.

`` Yeah, Dad, just a second, '' James shouted back. He said something else to Nathan and then walked over to his family.

Albus and the rest of the ceramist walked back out of the place with Rose and her menage. Albus was tired from the journeying home base and did not say much. He was thinking about the past tense twelvemonth. It had been great. indisputable, the hale altercation with Washburn had been shuddery, but that was over now, and his dad was taking upkeep 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 enigma. Albus was looking forward to the summer and having John and Matt visit him at Grimmauld situation, 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 home base to Albus.


~Fin~


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A/N : Well, there it is, the finis chapter ! It 's a climbing nightshade moment to finish posting this here. I 've been working on this story for over a class, and even though I finished it concluding April, I 've been editing it as I 've posted it here.

Thanks go out to my howling beta and immature Sister, Dancer of Starlight. She 's been reading this and betaing it ever since I started writing it in September of 2007. I 've bounced estimate off of her and she tells me whether they 're good or they 're awful. My former sister and my pal have also been extremely helpful. Thanks to them as well !

Thanks as well to all my fold reviewers. XDNLxtlz99, sinwillys822, Moonylupin, and ginnyweasleypotter87, you guys are amazing !

Albus 's story is far from over, though ! Be on the lookout for the sequel, Albus ceramicist and the Tracks They Left ass, sometime shortly after Christmas ! It chronicles Albus 's second year at Hogwarts and is filled with new case and game ! It is completely finished, so updates will be on a unconstipated basis. I 'm currently working on the nameless story of Albus 's third year.

I 'll impart you with that rather recollective bit of author 's bill. I hope everyone has a felicitous Chanukkah, Merry Christmas, and Happy former vacation !