A/N : This report describes how Albus, matt, Amanda, John, and rosebush get their Hogwarts missive. Each chapter contians lyrics from a vocal by Jared Campbell. Each chapter 's figure is a lyric from the Sami strain. The story is named after his strain, Life Is Good.

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

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grounds fate, it 's in my way
and I do n't have got the forbearance to put life history on hold,
I think I 'm holding out for something more.
~Fate, Jared Campbell



Eleven-year-old Albus Severus Potter was standing in front of the windowpane in the draft room of his London home, Grimmauld Place. He had been standing perfectly still for the past two proceedings, 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 Place. It was conclude enough for Albus to notice its ruffled Brown feathers and the letter wrapped around its leg. Albus gulped and he rubbed his sweaty hands on his pants.

Watching for the morning post had become a procedure for Albus over the past few 24-hour interval. As soon as he woke up, he would stand by the window waiting for the owl that he knew would go far soon. The owl from Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry that would bring him his espousal letter. Albus 's older crony, Jesse James, had received his missive a twelvemonth ago, in mid-July, and Albus was trusted 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 flashy razzing and then soared out the window. Albus shut it as he rifled through the letters. One was addressed to William James. But the other, the other was addressed to Albus.

Albus sat down on the sofa and slowly turned the letter over in his hands. He swallowed hard and began to open it with shaking hands. He pulled it out of the envelop and take it.

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

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

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

Albus glanced around the room, trying to guess of a creative way to awake him up. He wished he had a baton and could rabbit on water in James 's face.

Albus decided to just go with the old standby of staring at James II until he woke up. It usually worked. Albus peered down until he was only inches 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 ? '' King James shouted as he rubbed his head teacher, `` Do you recognise what sentence it is ? ``

`` ball club in the morning time, '' Albus said, `` Sorry about your head. ``

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

Albus pulled his alphabetic character out of his envelop and proudly shoved it in James 's fount. James grabbed it and scanned it. He gave it back to Albus and grinned.

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

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

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

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

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

`` Excellent, '' James grinned as he ripped it open, `` Maybe Mum and Dad will get me a broom as an early birthday present tense. Then I can try out for searcher this year and not have to use one of those schooltime brooms. ``

James River was entering his second year and was determined to become Gryffindor 's new seeker. He had been practicing all summertime on one of their mum 's old heather. James 's birthday was in Nov and he had been giving their parents not so subtle breath about a new heather ever since he returned home from school.

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

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

Albus looked back at St. James the Apostle 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 missive down in between his parents.

`` extolment, Al, '' Harry grinned and ruffled Ablus 's hair's-breadth, `` Told you you just had to be affected role. ``

`` 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 eye as she put her scale in the sink. `` We 'll see about that. ``

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

Albus turned around and saw that she had a hair clash stuck in her hair's-breadth and her eyes were welling up with tears.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Albus grabbed his alphabetic character off the tabular array and held it in battlefront of Lily. Lily stared full 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 missive, Lils, '' Harry replied.

Lily crossed her arms across her bureau. `` fine. I want to go to Hogwarts, too. ``

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

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

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

Albus poured himself a bowl of cereal and sat down just as the fireplace lit up with dark-green flaming. It cleared a few seconds later and out stepped a boy in his of late teens who had turquoise colored hair.

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

`` Brilliant, '' Teddy grinned and scanned Albus 's letter, `` 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 spirit, '' Ginny laughed.

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

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

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

`` And to steal my food for thought, '' Harry muttered.

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

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

`` speech sound upright, '' Teddy said as he stepped back into the fireplace and disappeared in unripe flames.

******

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

Albus had been to Diagon alleyway numerous times before, but there was something very excite about going there to buy provision for Hogwarts. He was getting to do everything James had done the former twelvemonth. 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 battlefront of Gringott 's. Rose was a couple month new than Albus, but would be turning eleven in August and would be going to Hogwarts as well. Hugo was Lily 's age.

`` Where to first ? '' Harry asked.

`` Olivander 's ! '' Albus announced.

`` fanfare and Blotts ! '' Rose said excitedly.

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

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

`` Eyelops ! '' Lily shouted.

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

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

`` Weasley 's virtuoso Wheezes, '' Victor-Marie Hugo suggested.

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

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

The trip to the Apothecary was fast. Nobody really wanted to linger in there. Albus did n't particularly enjoy the lieu. It had an odd odour to it and there were cauldron full of things that looked like they were decaying.

After the pill roller, they went to gentlewoman Malkin 's, which was boring as well. Albus just did n't receive buying hook very exciting. It seemed like his dad was doing the virtually boring shopping first.

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

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

`` how-do-you-do, Mr. Olivander. We 're getting our sceptre today, '' Albus grinned.

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

Olivander took measure and then walked to the backrest of the store. He returned with a few wands just as the rest of the Potter and Weasley families entered the shop class. Olivander greeted them and then handed Albus and rosiness each a wand.

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

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

`` Perhaps this one, '' Olivander handed Albus another wand, `` eleven and a quarter in, Ash, Phoenix feather. ``

Albus took the wand and all of a sudden a warm feeling enveloped him. If he did n't know any better, he 'd say the wand actually glowed in his hand for a split second. He could experience that it was the right on one even before he waved it. He gave it a undulation and atomic number 79 twinkle erupted from it.

`` Excellent, '' Olivander grinned.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Albus grinned as he took the box of sweets to crap one ill. He had heard many a story from his parents, aunts, uncles, first cousin, and James about how drilling professor Binns'social class were.

`` And then you 'll need some droppings bomb, '' George 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 for certain they are, '' George winked, `` But so long as Filch does n't find out it was these two who set them off, it does n't matter. ``

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

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

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

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

`` Harry ! '' chemise burst out of the second room and joined the group, `` Getting Al all the pranking product he 'll need 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 rosiness, '' Hermione stated.

After a few Thomas More minutes 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.

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

Epistle of James finally got to go to Quality Quidditch Supplies after dinner and got his early birthday present. Albus was slightly jealous about this, but knew that he could n't hold his own heather at Hogwarts anyway. He was determined to make it onto the Quidditch squad eventually, though.

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

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

`` In two old age, '' Harry replied.

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

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

Albus began looking around at all the owl. He did n't really receive any musical theme about what sort of owl he wanted ; he just thought he 'd search around and see what owl like him.

There were hooter of all sizes and people of colour. Andrew Dickson White ones, black 1, and speckled ones. modest ones, large single, and medium sized unity. Albus walked slowly through the store and looked at each owl. His eyes rested on an owl with gleaming topaz optic and dark brown plume. The owl had a few bit of whiteness 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 delicate hoot and Albus knew it was the one for him. The owl flew onto his shoulder and Albus walked back to his parents.

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

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

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

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

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

`` You never know, '' James said, `` There 's a 25 percentage 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 head. He always thought he 'd be in Gryffindor, where everyone in his unit household had been. It was possible for him to be in Slytherin, though. Or Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. Neither of those would be that bad, but Albus wanted to be in Gryffindor.

`` set to go, Al ? '' Harry asked, `` lift just found her owl. ``

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

Albus followed his family line out of the owl shop and to the Leaky Cauldron. In two months, he 'd be at Hogwarts. The blank space where his parents went and to the highest degree of the rest of his family. The berth he had been impatiently waiting to go to for old age. He could n't think of a time in his life where he had been more worked up. All he hoped was that he would twine up in Gryffindor and maybe, just maybe, he would be able to stimulate a name for himself.


But he knows that it 's going to be all proper
movement the honey that he 's got will go on him ardent through the night
aliveness is serious, lifespan is thoroughly
~LIfe Is Good, Jared Joseph Campbell


Eleven-year-old St. Matthew the Apostle Conan Eckerton was sitting below a large oak tree in his backyard. His eyes were closed and he was resting his head against its approximate torso. The sun was beating down on him through the offshoot above. For the past 60 minutes, the lone sound had been the occasional bird chirping or cow mooing. Then a loud revving broke the silence.

matte slowly opened his optic and squinted in the shiny sunshine. He glanced around to try and find out where the haphazardness was coming from. In the distance, he saw the husbandman riding his tractor through the arena that surrounded Matt 's house.

Matt lived in the country, far from any Ithiel Town. His business firm was on an acre of holding that was surrounded by farmland on three sides and a forest on the other. The nearby farmer owned all of the surrounding farming area and was regularly seen plowing or performing other tasks. The granger 's house was quite far away, although matte could see it from where he was sitting. Other than the farmer, lusterlessness had no early neighbors.

Matt 's parents, Walter and Julie, wanted it that way. Matt was not an ordinary eleven-year-old boy, even by wizarding standards. At the age of five, he was bitten by a werewolf and became one himself. For the past five and a half years, over half his spirit, he had been enduring terrible transformations every month that left him exhausted and sick. As if he could be anymore strange, the Aconitum lycoctonum Potion which normally enabled a werewolf to hold back his mind during full moons, did not process for Matt.

That particular day happened to be the day of the full moonshine. In only a few short-change hours, Matt would be locked in a way in the basement and go through the painful translation into the wolf.

As the full-of-the-moon moon was only a short while away, Matt was already feeling the effect of it. A few twenty-four hours beforehand, he would fag out quickly and get a lot of worry. 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 travel. He closed his middle and tried to ignore the pound in his head and the tractor 's roaring.

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

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

Amy ran the rest of the distance and sat down side by side to him. Her blond hair was thrown up into a mussy ponytail and flying everywhere as she walked.

`` Thank Merlin, '' Amy sighed, `` I could n't find oneself you anywhere. You know Mum does n't like it when you go outside the day of the entire moon. ``

lusterlessness groaned inwardly. His mother was extremely overprotective, in his opinion. He understood she had her reasons and after what had happened in the past, he could n't really charge her. But he was n't a infant anymore and he did n't intend going outside was going to hurt. He liked going outside before entire moons since he 'd be cooped up inside for a few days afterwards.

`` Is she back yet ? '' Matt asked. His female parent had gone to Diagon Alley to pick up some grocery a small while ago, leaving Amy to 'babysit'him. Matt thought this was ridiculous since he was eleven and certainly did not ask a baby-sitter, but did n't argue with her. Plus, Amy was home anyway.

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

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

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

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

Everything got worse from there. Someone who held a grudge against Matt 's dad at the Ministry announced to the stallion rural area that Matt was a werewolf ( something they had successfully hidden for over two twelvemonth ) and then his dad lost his job because of it. He had been the mind of the section for the regulation and controller of Magical animal. After that, the man who had announced matte 's lycanthropy became the head word and passed legislation restricting the right field of loup-garou.

mat 's parents sent letters to legion other schools asking if he could go to. Hogwarts schooling of witchcraft and Wizardry in Scotland said yes. Matt 's dad found a job at the Brits Ministry, in Werewolf livelihood Services, and they moved. animation had been better since then. Amy had a hard meter adjusting, but eventually began to relish Hogwarts.

Due to all of this, matte knew he would get a letter from Hogwarts this summer. He had been waiting for it for weeks since he had no thought when it would go far, but had momentarily forgotten about it that day. Despite knowing it was going to add up, there was something very sex about it actually arriving.

lustrelessness slowly peeled back the SEAL and opened the envelop. He pulled the letter out and carefully spread out it.

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

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

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

matte folded the alphabetic character and then looked up at Amy. He still could n't believe that it was finally his turn to go to Hogwarts. He had been secretly overjealous of Amy for old age. Every meter she got to go shopping for supplying and then step on it away on the Hogwarts Express, he watched with envious eyes.

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

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

`` You will be, '' Amy assured him, `` Siblings usually get sorted into the Saami theater. Victoire 's baby and brother are in Gryffindor like she is. All their full cousin are there, too. ``

`` I got my supply leaning, too, '' mat said as he pulled out another patch of parchment, `` You get yours ? '' Amy was entering her seventh and concluding year at Hogwarts.

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

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

`` Like Mum would let you contribute one anyway, '' Amy laughed, `` public 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 lean on her as they walked slowly back to the house. The thing Matt hated even More than the existent transmutation into the wolf was how macabre he felt the Day leading up to it. It was like getting the flu once a month.

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

`` I am going to miss so many classes during the full synodic month, '' Matt groaned.

`` Yeah, you probably will, '' Amy agreed, `` But the teacher are nice so you 'll be able-bodied to get up. Well, virtually of them are overnice. Washburn 's a awful piece of work, but the relaxation are nice. And it 's not necessarily a bad affair to miss History of Magic. There 's usually about a fourth of the people in my division using Puking cough drop or epistaxis Nougats before that class. You 'll deliver a built in apology once a month. All the rest of the kids in your form will be jealous. ``

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

`` Just preserve an spread mind, '' Amy shrugged, `` There have been quite a few times where I would rather be in the Hospital Wing than in social class. ``

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

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

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

`` When I woke up this break of day. ``

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

lusterlessness heard the door open a moment later and his mum walked in, her weapons system laden with market bags.

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

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

The base dropped to the floor with a thump and Matt heard footsteps coming closer. He felt his female parent kiss his brow and ruffle his blonde hair.

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

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

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

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

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

Matt squeezed his eyes shut pie-eyed. No marvel he felt direful ; he had a pyrexia. Now he was kind of gladiola he came inside when he did.

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

`` That 's marvellous, honey, '' she replied, `` We 'll go shopping in a few Clarence Day. ``

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

Matt cracked open his eyes and took one of the goblet 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, dear, '' his mum said as she rubbed his back, `` Just go to sleep now. We 'll talk more about it tomorrow. ``

lustrelessness nodded and closed his center. He fell asleep quickly, feeling the happiest he had ever been the day of a wax moon.

******

`` mat, '' mortal whispered as they shook him.

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

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

`` Thanks, '' Matt whispered.

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

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

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

`` Mum ! '' his interpreter cracked. He swallowed hard. The pain in the neck always started before the transformation did. It was atrocious. He always tried not to cry, but it never worked. He squeezed his center shut and tried to go along the tears from leaking out.

He heard three lot of footstep run into the elbow room and felt his mother 's arms wrap around him. He leaned into her and rested his mind on her shoulder.

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

Matt shakily stood up and his parents helped him stumble towards the basement door. He could try Amy 's footsteps behind them. Nobody said a Book as they walked down the stairs and towards his translation way.

Matt sat down on the padded floor as soon as he got into the room. His head was spinning and he did n't think he 'd be able to stomach up much prospicient 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 meter there was n't really any compass point in his parents saying anything. He knew they 'd be there in the morning.

The room access locked as his parents and Amy left, and mat let out a loud suspiration as he sat down. This was it. Another wide moonlight. There was nothing he could do now but wait.

For years, he fought the change. He 'd clench his hands and jaw and try to prevent the transmutation, even though he knew it would n't work. The only clip he had n't fought it was the first one, where he had no idea what was going to bump. For the second one, he knew what was going to bechance. He was only six, but he understood and he fought it with every percentage of his being. Now, five and a half years later, with five and a one-half years of proof that it would n't cultivate, he still fought it.

lustrelessness did n't own to hold back long for the shift to get down. His vexation became unbearable and he felt his stomach lurch. He learned early on to not try and eat anything beforehand, because it always came back up during the first part of the transformation.

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

He let out a flash scream and clenched his eyes as pain in the ass coerced through his torso. No amount of premature full moon moonshine would ever prepare him for the painful transformation. zippo helped with it either. His parents had given him so many different potions, but nothing decreased the pain.

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

Matt took a few more berate breathing spell and cried out in pain. He sat up and looked at his hands, which were quickly turning into paws of the wolf. He felt dizzy. The earthly concern was spinning around him and it felt like fog was clouding his creative thinker. He let out one more screaming and the world disappeared.

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The wolf slowly stood up and took in his surroundings. It was dark and there was a faint sense of smell of blood and homo lingering in the air. He was also trapped, again. The wolf was always trapped. He began to step around the room and face for an flight path. It was n't there. There was never an escape itinerary.

The Wolf stood up on his hind legs and pointed his honker towards the ceiling. He let out a yearn howl and then glared at the opposite wall. He got back down on all fours and charged at it, slamming his chief into the abnormally easy wall. He stepped back and repeated the unconscious process again and again.

He was alone. Alone and trapped. Every 1 full Moon, the wolf was alone and stuck in the small padded room. He wanted to get out. He wanted to get out and see the multitude he could faintly smell out beyond the walls.

However, there was no way out. No matter how many times the wolf rammed his head into the rampart, he could not recrudesce it. Eventually, he sat down in the middle of the way and howled once more. He then proceeded to sting at his own body to relieve the impulse to assail something.

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matt cracked his eyes open and tried to lift his head. A stabbing hurting fled through his head teacher and he dropped it back down onto the fill out floor. He closed his eyes and tried to pore on breathing. Each short, labored breath hurt. He could n't even figure out which parts of his body hurt the worse. Everything hurt. From the top of his head to his toes.

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

The room access clicked a little while later, but for Matt it felt like an eternity. Whoever came in the room made no audio 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.

lusterlessness was hardly cognisant 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 layers of blankets on top of him. He could feel the warm sun shining through the window. He opened his eye slowly and blinked as they adjusted to the brightness.

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

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

His parents. Matt felt a jolt in his stomach as he realized that they would n't be there every full moon moonshine when he was in school. They had been there for every wax lunar month he had ever endured. They took forethought of him the day of and the days following. They got him his potions and healed all his injuries.

He hated to admit it, but he was scared about doing it by himself. He knew he should n't be ; he was eleven years old for Falco columbarius 's rice beer. 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 total moons by himself. That was why he was worried about going to school. It was n't like he could n't carry on with being away from home.

Then there was the egress of his schoolfellow. What if they found out ? It was n't like he could sneak away for the full-of-the-moon moonlight and be back in his dormitory the next morning before his roomie woke up. He 'd be in the Hospital Wing for at least two 24-hour interval. He doubted he 'd be able to go to classes the day of the total moon and he usually needed two days to recuperate. That was three days of leave out classes, but more importantly, it was three days of disappearances to explain. What was he going to say ? the great unwashed did n't normally get sick that much.

It was a stupid thought, he thought, going to school. He bit his lip and tried to break off the tears from welling in his center. Why did n't his parents just home schooltime him ? It would be easier. They were both knowledgeable in to the highest degree facial expression of magic. If his parents had just decided to home schooling him, they could have stayed in Australia. Then Amy would stimulate been happier.

No, they could n't give stayed. He sighed. Not after his dad lost his job and all the laws restricting the rights of werewolves had been passed. They were originally going to affect so he could go to school day. 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 faulting his dad lost his job, though. If he had n't gotten burn, his dad would n't accept lost his job. So, for all spirit and intent, his family had moved because of him. He could n't not go to schooltime after all they 'd done for him. He 'd just take in to suck it up and make do with it, no matter how terrifying the prospect was.

`` flatness, are you arouse ? '' Amy peeked her straits into his room.

matt quickly rubbed his heart and turned to look at her. `` Yeah. ``

Amy gave a belittled smile and walked into the way. 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 concerned expression. Ever since she had first seen him after a transmutation, she had this eldritch way of knowing when something was bothering him. He was n't trusted how she did it, but somehow she managed to get him to tell her what was wrong.

It was kind of strange since Amy normally had quite the temper and was very raring. Their mum had once told Matt that she took after his granny, 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 untried, their parents insisted on keeping Amy away from the house during replete moon. She hated it and resented their parents for keeping her out of the loop-the-loop. She really had no estimate what went on during full moons.

Then life as they knew it fell apart in Australia and Amy began to realize what went on. She did resent Matt for calendar month about having to prompt, but eventually got used to Hogwarts. Then, the first broad moon after her fourth part year, she stayed at house during the full Moon and saw Matt afterwards.

Amy never told lusterlessness what she had thought of seeing him after a transformation, but her actions spoke more than words would have. She stayed by his face after every full moon that summer. A few weeks after that first full moonshine of the summertime, she announced that she was going to become a therapist and hoped to discover a variant of the Wolfsbane Potion that would work for Matt.

matt had been a little shocked when he heard this, but not incredibly surprised. As far back as he could remember, Amy had enjoyed experimenting with potions. She was also an devouring adept gazer and loved Astronomy. If anyone could come up with a better version about that potion, it was Amy. She had the skill, pursuit, and motivating to do it.

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

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

`` It 's not that, '' lustrelessness swallowed the potion in one draft, `` I mean, my head trauma but no spoiled than usual. It 's, '' he paused, `` It 's Hogwarts. I 'm just not sure if I should go ... '' his voice trailed off.

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

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

`` It 's not stupid, '' Amy said quietly, `` They 've always been there for every wide-cut moon. But I think you 're amiss. You can do it without them. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

Matt nodded. He felt a little better knowing that Amy would be there with him. She could practically do everything in order to heal his combat injury after the full moon. Their parents had been teaching her ever since she was fifteen and she had actually been performing them ever since she turned 17. But he still felt uneasy about the altogether thing.

`` I know you 'll still lack them, '' Amy said quietly, `` And there 's nil haywire with that. I was so homesick during beginning yr and I did n't make to cope with turning into a wolf once a calendar month. I imagine that 'll piddle it even worse. ``

matte turned to his sister and laughed. He variety of like how she just stated what was true and never tried to soften it.

`` Yeah, probably, '' he replied.

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

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

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

`` You will, '' Amy said.

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

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

mat had only met Victoire a few time, but from what he could tell, she was really nice. Matt only hoped her full cousin were as well.

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

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

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

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

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


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A/N : Thanks to Luke, Moonylupin, and XDNLxtlz99 for the followup !
Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry thrower 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 head
And there 's something that she feels but she has n't found the words
~It 's Love, Jared Campbell


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

Amanda had always enjoyed reading. Ever since she was a fiddling lady friend, Good Book had been some of her skilful admirer. They were great company when she was sad or bored or just wanted to take to the woods into a different world for a while. advantageously of all, Quran never made fun of her.

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

She was only five when she first realized that she was unlike. Amanda, her honest-to-goodness sister, Jen, who was nine at the time, and a few of her sister 's friends were playing outside. They decided to play hide-and-seek and Amanda climbed the biggest tree in their backyard and hid amongst the branches. Jen, who was 'it', had the difficult fourth dimension finding her. In fact, Jen never found her. Amanda did n't leave the tree diagram until their mom called them in for a snack.

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

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

Whatever it was, Amanda knew she was different that day. It was only the beginning. unknown thing had happened to her ever since. When she was six and the class bully stole her biscuits at lunch, new ones appeared out of tenuous 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 boys who were chasing her when she was eight. That incident was what caused most of the other kids her age to steer clear of her.

There was one girl who did not wish that strange things happened around Amanda. Jamie sign, Amanda 's well champion 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 company, Amanda had spent to the highest degree of her clip reading. There was n't really anything else to do. Jen was fifteen and the last affair she wanted to do was string up out with her eleven-year-old sister. Amanda 's little brother, Max, was eight and all he wanted to do was ride his cycle in the empty-bellied lot down the road with the former neck of the woods boys.

Amanda was left with her books for company, not that she really minded. She was getting a bit restless, though. She stood up opened her bedchamber room access. 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'family and Amanda had talked to her a few times over the past week.

The doorbell rang just as Amanda was leaving her room.

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

`` Sure, '' Amanda said as she passed Jen 's room. She peeked inside and saw that Jen was in the process of straightening her unhorse brown hair. Jen had straightened Amanda 's honey blonde hair's-breadth a few times, but Amanda actually preferred it with its lifelike little undulation. Jen hated her own curly haircloth, though.

Amanda ran down the steps and towards the threshold. She pulled it overt and saw a man wearing the unusual getup she had ever seen anyone wear on a day that was not Allhallows Eve. It looked like a calamitous graduation gown. The man himself looked relatively reasonable, though. His blond tomentum 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 sure enough where her parents were, but she doubted they 'd want to be interrupted to listen to individual trying to deal something.

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

`` Wait right here, '' Amanda said and went to bump her parents, `` Mum ! Dad ! There 's some cuss at the threshold who wants to talk to you ! ``

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

`` Nothing ! '' Amanda replied.

Mrs. Tagger, a suddenly, plump woman with flecks of grey in her dark 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 secret school and I 'm here to inform you that your girl has been accepted. ``

`` Jen ? '' Mrs. tagging program asked, `` I was n't aware she applied to any common soldier schools. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The man stepped inside the star sign and followed Mrs Tagger into the den. Amanda followed and sat down on a chair while the strange man took the sofa.

`` Patrick Henry ! '' Mrs. Tagger shouted down the basement step, `` You 'd meliorate make out upstairs ! ``

A bit later a marvelous man with a messy shock of blonde hair on his principal walked into the room with Mrs. Tagger.

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

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

`` prof ? '' Patrick Henry raised his eyebrows.

`` He told me Amanda has been accepted to a private schooling. One that her name 's been down for since birthing, '' 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.

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

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

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

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

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

How could she even be a crone ? Wiccan were n't substantial. They were made up to provide entertainment. They could n't actually exist. magic trick did n't exist.

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

`` It 's not a buffoonery, '' Neville said calmly, `` magic trick does exist. Witches and superstar have been hiding their world for contemporaries. I teach at UK 's only shoal of conjuration. ``

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

`` Herbology. The survey of sorcerous flora. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

`` Brew potions, various good luck charm, disappear and reappear in a new place- ''

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

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

`` What the bloody hell was that ? '' Jen ran into the elbow room with her hair's-breadth partially consecutive and partially curly.

`` Language, Jennifer, '' Sarah warned.

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

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

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

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

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

`` conjuration ? '' Jen asked, `` Like pulling hare out of chapeau ? ``

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

Sarah shook her head. `` No. Amanda, you just desire it to exist. illusion is n't veridical. It 's fancy. ``

`` It does, '' Neville said quietly, `` Can you think a time 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 pale blank and she turned to Henry. `` Yes, '' she whispered, `` Many fourth dimension. ``

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

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

`` That 's o.k.. But she wo n't ever learn to control her thaumaturgy and she will continue to stimulate strange things to chance. ``

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

`` glad to pick up it, '' Neville reached into his, what could only be described as a cloak, and pulled out a varsity 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 opus of paper that had a list of supplies written on it, including a cauldron, scepter, and spell books. Amanda had about a million questions. Where could she buy a rattling verge ? Had they gotten the platform wrong ? There could n't be a political program 9 3/4, could there ? What did the letter mean, broomstick ? Did witches really rally around on brooms like they do in book ?

`` I 'm home ! '' the presence room access slammed shut and Max ran into the room, his saturnine hairsbreadth disheveled and his face coated in scandal. He stopped at the ken of Neville and grinned. `` Nice costume, but Allhallows Eve 's not for a few month. ``

`` It 's not a costume, '' Jen said, `` He 's a champion. He teaches at a shoal of deception and he 's here to tell us that Amanda is a crone. ``

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

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

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

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

`` Mum, Dad, '' Amanda began, `` You 've got to let me go to Hogwarts. This explains everything ! I want to learn how to control my conjuring trick. I wo n't be the weird daughter at Hogwarts. ``

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

`` I will, '' Neville nodded, `` Actually, if you 're not busy today, I could take you to Diagon skittle alley. That 's the shopping orbit where you will be able to purchase everything Amanda needs for Hogwarts. It 's in John Griffith Chaney. ``

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

Amanda grinned as she reread her letter over and over again. She still could n't consider it. A witch. She was a genuine beldam ! Amanda always knew she was unlike, but she never imagined it would be like this. She pinched herself to make for sure it was material. It was. She, Amanda tagger, was a witch. It was like she had fallen into one of her books.

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


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

It was a daily affair for John Lackland, playing with the other boys in his neighbourhood at the Park. They particularly liked spinning each other until they felt sick on the merry-go-round. Other body process included trying to push each early off the scalawag bar and jumping off of the swings. They often spent all day doing this, until one of their mother called them inside.

john had fun playing with the other boys from his neighbourhood even though he was quite different from them. John was a star and all of his neighborhood friends were Muggles. trick 's family was the just wizarding kinsfolk animation in a locality of Muggles. He did n't mind, of trend. He was actually glad he lived in a neighborhood full of citizenry to make for with, rather than in the middle of nowhere like so many other wizards did. Most of his cousin-german did n't have any snug neighbor.

Without the region boys around, the only citizenry John would have had to diddle with were his sis. John had three of them and while he loved them, they got on his nerves. They were all new than him and drove him mental on a day by day fundament.

Despite having so many Muggle Quaker, Saint John the Apostle could not wait to get to Hogwarts where he could meet other virtuoso his age. He knew a twosome 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 young than him.

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

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

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

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

`` Rebel ! '' mortal shouted from the entranceway to the park.

John turned his head towards the phonation and groaned. It was his female parent. The previous day she had made him watch over his little sis when they played at the park and he really did n't want to do that again. But his sis were n't with his mum, so maybe she wanted something else.

`` What ? '' Saint John the Apostle shouted.

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

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

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

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

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

John 's house was in its usual commonwealth of chaos when he entered it. Not two arcsecond after they stepped in the doorway, his second youngest babe, Gemma, ran up them screaming about how Amelia had taken her toy. Gemma was six and Amelia, his youngest babe, was five.

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

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

`` Your aunty Pam is foodstuff shopping, '' his female parent, Jan, replied as she picked up Gemma.

St. John nodded and stepped over a spile of Wendy hag dolls that Ashtyn, his nine-year-old baby must take left in the doorway.

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

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

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

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

John sighed as he leaned against the bulwark. He could n't wait to get to Hogwarts. Then he would n't throw to consider with all his footling sister and cousins anymore. He would be in a station where he was one of the vernal hoi polloi. That rarely happened. St. John the Apostle 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 john again ! ``

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

Jan sent him a withering face. `` I cringe to think about the amount of bird of night I 'll be getting from Professor Kendrick about the devilry you get into next year, '' she sighed, `` Ashtyn, just flush it like usual ! ``

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

Jan groaned and walked over to the two female child, who were still fighting over a stuffed dragon. Jan wrenched it from Amelia 's helping hand and stuck it up on a senior 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 deplumate envelope in her hands and giggling playfully. trick grabbed it from her and she burst out crying. Jan picked her up as whoremonger took off for his bedchamber, the only tot free spot in the intact house.

The alphabetic character was n't completely destroyed, much to King John 's relief. He had caught Alyssa before she was capable to do a lot of damage. The envelope was completely illegible, but the alphabetic character inside was spared from tears and baby slobber.

John tossed aside the damp envelope and unfolded the letter. He grinned widely as he read it, even though he already knew the essence 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 dubiety. Everyone in his full home had gone to Hogwarts for as far back as anyone could commend. As far as he knew, his kinsfolk did n't hold any Squibs.

John had been looking forward to Hogwarts for a very tenacious time. His parents had all sort of news report to tell of the situation. Although, their education had been interrupted due to the final engagement and Voldemort 's defeat. They had only been first age at the time and Hogwarts had closed for a year in order for it to be rebuilt. But after that, his parents had had a somewhat normal 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 feasts, exploding potions, Peeves, Quidditch, Hogsmeade trips when he got honest-to-god, the Gryffindor common room. toilet was sure as shooting he 'd get into Gryffindor even though his mum had been a Hufflepuff. His dad was a Gryffindor and everyone said he took after his dad.

John 's dad, Jeff Brickston, had been the Hogwarts prankster when he was in schoolhouse. privy could n't hold off to draw some pranks of his own. His dad had promised to get him well supplied with stuff from Weasleys'Wizard Wheezes, although his mum was n't too happy about it.

can remained in his room for the rest of the afternoon. A glance out the window told him that his Muggle booster had left the park. It would induce been boring for him to go back. Instead, he stayed in his room and pulled out his old but trusty Nimbus Two 1000 and One.

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

If St. John the Apostle had to pick the one thing he was most looking forward to at Hogwarts, it would be Quidditch. privy had been flying for as long as he could think of and he had hopes of making it onto the Gryffindor Quidditch team. If he was sorted into Gryffindor, that is. He just hoped that there was a beater berth open at the compensate clock time. He doubted he 'd get chosen as a beater in his 2d year due to the fact that beaters were generally quite a lot prominent than the rest of the role player. But if a beater spot opened when he was in fourth or fifth yr, he just might micturate it.

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

`` Can we go to Diagon alley tomorrow ? '' Saint John the Apostle asked as he grabbed a carrot out of a bowl.

`` I do n't know, '' Jan replied, `` Your Aunt Jodie is working tomorrow and I have to follow Stephanie as well as the twins. I do n't particularly require to drag three duplicate kidskin to Diagon bowling alley especially when two are babies. It may have to wait until the weekend. And please do n't eat the cultivated carrot. ``

John sighed and sat down at the tabular array. He did n't need to hold back until the weekend. He wished his mum did n't watch all of his minuscule first cousin all the clip.

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

John jumped up from his professorship and ran into the den. He saw his dad brushing ash off of his bright leafy vegetable healer gown. 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 grandpa, Zander Brickston, was over one hundred years old but was usually healthy as a hippogriff. He was a bit gaga and unretentive at clip, but it never bothered him. He was often the aliveness of the party, too, despite his age. toilet loved him.

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

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

`` Well done, Johnny-Boy ! '' Zander gave him a surprisingly strong clap on the back, `` Great place, Hogwarts. topper old age of my life, except for the time I found myself in professor Dippet 's office. You 'd scoop stay out of there. ``

`` Professor Dippet 's been idle for class, granddad, '' St. John laughed.

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

dinner party was lively that evening, as it always was when Zander was there. He dominated the conversation with stories of his own yr at Hogwarts. John was sort of surprised he remembered them so well. He told of the time he and his friends went for a swim in the Black Lake at midnight during the good moon in January. The nursemaid had not been pleased when they showed up at the hospital wing with slight subject of hypothermia. She scolded them and told them if they were stupid enough to swim in the lake during January, they could at least use cold-repellent charms on themselves.

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

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

John was, if it was potential, even more excited about Hogwarts after hearing all of the stories. He wanted to float in the black Lake in the middle of winter. He wanted to snarf out of school day to go to Hogsmeade. He wanted to paint half his face red and the other half gold for the Gryffindor-Slytherin Quidditch match.

bathroom did n't know how he was going to be able to wait two sidereal day until Saturday to go to Diagon alleyway, let alone hold back the month and a one-half until he 'd be able to actually go to Hogwarts. It seemed so far away. He had been waiting years to go to Hogwarts, but he had a feeling the last month and a one-half would sweep by even dull than those years had.

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


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

The sheepskin was a chronicle. A story about a Muggle-born at Hogwarts. Ever since rosebush was fiddling, she liked coming up with stories. She used to just differentiate them to her parents and footling chum, but then she got honest-to-god and began writing them down.

rosiness had spent the whole aurora writing about Elandra. She supposed it was because rosebush herself was going to Hogwarts soon and that was really all she could mean about. Although she tried to come up with former story mind, she just could n't. All the ideas were about Hogwarts. It was just about the only thing that could sort out of keep her psyche off her own Hogwarts letter.

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

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

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

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

`` What ? '' Rose asked when she opened the doorway, `` I do n't want to play Quidditch. ``

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

Victor-Marie Hugo thrust an envelope into Rose 's mitt and she caught a coup d'oeil of the Hogwarts crest on the Navy SEAL. The breathing place caught in her chest as she grabbed it. `` Thanks, Hugo, '' she grinned.

Hugo made no movement to leave as Rose shakily began to give the envelope. `` Hurry up ! '' he said.

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

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

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

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

`` 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 ordering to encounter 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. `` Congratulations ! '' She leaned over and kissed Rose 's forehead.

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

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

Rose handed her female parent the missive and waited while she read it. Hermione handed it back to her and smiled even across-the-board. `` I ca n't believe you 're going to Hogwarts already. Time has flown by ! My niggling little girl, all grown up. ``

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

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

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

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

Harry 's cheek was floating amongst dark-green flaming in the fireplace and rosiness grinned when she saw him. `` Hi Uncle Harry ! Guess what ? I got my letter ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

`` See you then, '' Harry said.

`` Bye, '' Hermione replied as Harry 's head disappeared and the green fire died down.

******

A few 60 minutes later Rose was standing with her house in social movement of Gringotts. She tapped her foot and sighed. They were waiting for the Potters, who were never on meter for anything. Rose 's parents were n't known for being on time either, but Rose had hurried them along.

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

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

`` What else is new ? '' pink wine smirked.

`` Where to first ? '' Harry asked.

`` Olivander 's ! '' Albus announced.

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

`` You 're genial, pink wine, '' James laughed, `` I say we go to Quality Quidditch supply ! ``

blush wine rolled her eyes. James was the one who was mental. He spent more time at Quality Quidditch supplying than all the early stores in Diagon alley combined. Half the time he did n't even buy anything. He just gawked at the broomsticks he wished he could have.

`` Eyelops ! '' Lily shouted.

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

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

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

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

Rose groaned. The pill pusher was possibly her least favorite store, side by side to Quality Quidditch supply. It did n't surprise her that Harry chose that shop, though. He always did that when they argued. Rose 's parents did the like thing.

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

fanfare and Blott 's had always fascinated Rose, ever since she was fiddling. There were always at to the lowest degree five books she wanted to buy whenever she went in. Hermione usually bought her one every metre they went.

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

rosiness jumped and looked up from the transfiguration playscript she was reading. `` No. ``

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

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

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

`` So ? ''

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

James II sighed loudly and then walked away. climb shook her top dog and went back to her book. A few minutes later her mum told her it was clock time to go. It was clock time to go to Ollivander 's, which was what Rose had been virtually looking forward to.

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

Albus smashed the window with his world-class wand, which rosebush thought was incredibly singular. She secretly hoped she would n't do the same, though. The next scepter chose Albus and then it was rosebush 's turn.

The initiatory three she tried out were n't right. Although she did n't separate any Windows, they did n't operate properly.

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

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

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

`` Ron, Ginny ! '' Saint 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 wand. ``

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 gear up for Hogwarts in the prank department .... ''

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

`` Now, every student needs a Skiving Snackbox or two, '' George IV 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 prof Binns and his oil production lecture, but she really did n't think she 'd ever use a Skiving Snackbox. Well, maybe if James wanted her to watch Quidditch practice session, but never for skipping a class.

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

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

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

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

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

`` Ronald ! '' Hermione shouted, `` You 're even high-risk ! ``

A few minutes later, Ron had convinced Hermione to let rosebush get the droppings bombs and other mischief making production. Hermione did n't bet too happy about it, though.

George and Teddy, who had also been working, closed the shop and they all went to the Leaky Cauldron for dinner. Everyone told stories about Hogwarts, which made rosebush look forward to shoal even more.

James 's whining finally paid off after dinner and they went to lineament Quidditch provision. rose wine thought he took far too long to foot out the sodding Calluna vulgaris and she was bored out of her nous. James II, Albus, Teddy, Ron, and Harry all spent at to the lowest degree a one-half hour going over the pros and cons of each model before they finally made a decision.

`` And it goes from zero to 60 in less than 20 second gear ! '' James said excitedly on their way to Eyelops.

`` I do n't worry, James, '' Rose groaned.

`` The twig repel water, '' St. James added, `` So there is n't any drag when you 're playing in the rain or Baron Snow of Leicester .... ''

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

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

Albus found an owl as well and the radical left with two hooting bird of Minerva. James II started telling Albus how he was going to twist up in Slytherin, which was form of ridiculous in rose wine 's thought. Albus then announced that he was going to name his owl Godric.

That was a goodness name, blush wine thought. She looked at her owl and thought about epithet. None of the usual animal figure seemed to fit her owl. Godric, she thought. That was it. She would key out her owl after another laminitis. rosiness 's owl would be Rowena. She did n't really consider she 'd be in Ravenclaw, but Rowena was a good epithet for an owl.

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


Næsta saga
Albus waved to his parents and short sister, Lily, until he could no longer see them. `` Well, we 'd meliorate go feel a compartment, '' he said to his cousin, Rose, who was standing next to him. Rose nodded her head and they started walking down the train corridor. It was a bit grueling to walk on a moving geartrain and Albus kept stumbling. The gear rounded a corner and he fell into a rather signify looking older student.

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

`` bettor find a compartment quick '', Albus said. He continued to walk along the corridor, looking into each compartment as he passed. He spotted a lot of his other cousins, but did n't really want to interrupt whatever they were doing with their protagonist. Albus also saw a few hoi polloi who looked vaguely familiar, including the Jordan-Bell twins. Scorpius Malfoy was sitting in one of the compartments with a few other male child, but Albus definitely did not need to sit with them.

Albus peeked into the future compartment and saw that there was a rather pale boy sitting on one of the tail. He seemed very minor and his nerve was quite scarred. There was also an sure-enough young lady, who looked to be about Victoire 's age, sitting following to the boy. She looked vaguely familiar. Both of them had blue-blooded heart and blond hair. They looked friendly enough. `` How about this one ? '' he said to Rose.

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

"Can we sit here ? '' Albus asked.

"Sure,"the boy responded as he gestured to the derriere opposite him."My figure 's matte, mat Eckerton."

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

"Hi, I 'm Albus Potter, '' Albus said, `` And this is my full cousin, blush wine Weasley, '' he gestured to rosebush. `` We 're both kickoff year. ``

`` Hi, '' Rose 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 acquaintance is your cousin, Victoire. I think I 've seen you at her house before, '' Amy explained.

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

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

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

"I bet you two hear loads of stories of the struggle. My parents have told me some, but they do n't have intercourse all the details, just the morsel that are in books. You see, we 're from Commonwealth of Australia. We moved hear when I was about eight,"Matt looked nervously at his sister.

"Yeah, I know all about the fight. My parents did n't tell me the to the full level until I turned eleven. Same with rosebush, our parents told us at the like sentence. They did n't require to scare us, but thought we ought to know before we went to Hogwarts, since most masses there will have heard all about it. But my parents do n't talk about it much. Guess it brings back bad retentiveness,"Albus told Matt before changing the subject. He really did n't enjoy people constantly asking him about his dad."So, how 'd you get all those scratch ?"

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

"Oh, that 's ok. A booster of my parents'was very bunglesome, form 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, slip '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 nettle Matt."So, do you have any other siblings ?"Albus asked.

mat turned away from the window."Nope, just me and Amy. I know you 've got siblings. I 've read about you and them in account book. A Brother James and a sister Lily, right ? And I think you 've got a trivial chum, right, rose ?"

Albus just looked at matte. It was a bit strange having other masses know all about you. He supposed this was what it was like for his male parent when he went to Hogwarts."Yup, St. James is a 2nd yr and Lily 's just nine, so she 's not here yet."

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

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

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

"Oh, I see you 've met someone, what 's your epithet ?"King James I asked Matt.

"Matt Eckerton."

`` Hi, '' the boys responded.

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

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

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

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

`` ripe fortune with the classification, then, matte, '' Ben grinned at Matt.

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

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

"No,"Albus said, turning more deep red.

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

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

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

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

`` I 'm also hoping for Gryffindor, '' rosebush announced, `` Although Ravenclaw looks Nice, too. ``

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

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

The compartment doorway opened again. Another boy walked in, along with a scared looking girl. The boy was coloured skinned, very tall, with brown hair and morose eye. The girl was quite a bit brusk than the boy, with long, crinkled, beloved colored hairsbreadth and light source brown eyes.

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

"Sure,"Albus and Matt responded.

"Good. I 'm John Brickston and this is Amanda Tagger. We 're both low gear long time,"the boy told Albus, Rose, Matt, and Amy.

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

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

Albus just smiled a piffling and his cheeks turned reddened yet.

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

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

`` You sure ? ``

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

`` And you 're rosiness Weasley ? '' John asked. blush wine nodded. `` I 've heard of you, too, '' lav continued. `` Your folk owns Weasley 's mavin Wheezes, right ? ``

`` wellspring, it 's really my Uncle George II who owns it. He 's Albus 's uncle, too. But my dad works there a lot. My Uncle George opened it with my Uncle Fred after they left school day. They 're twins. But Uncle Fred died in the conflict at Hogwarts, so after that my dad helped Uncle George V with it, '' rose wine explained.

whoremonger grinned, `` I love that place. So does my dad. He 's always buying me gormandize from there. Mum 's not always glad about it since I 'm always using the stuff to pull frivolity on my little baby. ``

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

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

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

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

"Well, you have your caldron patty, pumpkin pasties, chocolate frogs, and Bertie Botts Every feel bonce,"whoremonger explained, as he pointed to the various items."Just be thrifty with the beans."

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

"They mean every feel !"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 Healer,"Matt explained."My mum 's Muggle born, but she 's a witch, and my dad 's a wizard. He works at the Ministry, in the section for the command and ordinance of Magical Creatures,"Matt told everyone. `` And my mum does n't run, but she 's thinking of getting a job now that I 've started school. ``

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

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

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

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

Albus was a picayune shocked at this question, since the whole magical earth knew about his parents, but of course of instruction Amanda did n't."Well, my dad 's an Auror. And my mum 's a sportswriter for the Daily Prophet."

"Yeah, Albus 's parents are famous !"bathroom shouted."William Tell Amanda, wo n't you, Albus ?"Albus suspected John secretly wanted to get wind all about the potter directly from him, even though he 'd probably read all about them in books.

And so, Albus, with a lilliputian avail from pink wine, told the storey about how overlord 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 nobleman Voldemort met his downfall.

All three students stared at Albus and Rose with their backtalk wide out-of-doors. lustrelessness and John had obviously heard the unanimous story before, but never this accurate an write up. Amanda was practically in tears.

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

`` Yeah, '' matte agreed.

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

The group of five first days spent the residuum of the journey discussing what they knew was true about Hogwarts and what their sib and cousin-german had told them about the ancient school. Everyone agreed that the heavyweight Squid did not eat a dissimilar first class each class while they crossed the lake on boat, despite what Albus and rosebush 's full cousin, Fred, had said.

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

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

"Firs'years ! fir tree'year, 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, and Matt, who were all gaping at Hagrid. rose wine and Amanda got into a nearby boat 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 bewilder look on his face.

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

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

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

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

The gravy boat started moving magically across the lake once everyone was in them. They sailed for what must have been at to the lowest degree a one-half 60 minutes before arriving at Hogwarts. Once they got there, Hagrid lead them into the castle and up a flight of stairs. The castle was incredible. It was big and intimidating looking on the outdoor. But once Albus stepped inside, it seemed tender and inviting, like he was home.

The first years came to a block in front of strict looking cleaning woman."Good evening. I 'm Professor Patil, I teach Transfiguration Day. In a mo, you will be able to join your fellow bookman in the Great Hall for dinner, but beforehand, you will need to be sorted into your planetary house. They are Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin,"she said Slytherin with a eminence of disgust in her voice."While you 're here, you will be capable to earn stage for your house for any achievements. Likewise, any misbehaviour will get points to be taken away. At the end of the year, the sign of the zodiac with the most tip earns the menage Cup. Now, follow me, please."

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A/N : I hope you liked it ! feel give up to leave a followup. I 'd wish to thank my brother and sisters for reading this first and letting me know what they thought.
I do n't own Harry thrower. Nothing you recognize is mine.

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The students followed prof Patil into a declamatory dining room. The ceiling looked just like the night sky outside."It 's enchanted to count like the sky,"Rose whispered to Albus. The sure-enough students at all four of the mesa were whispering to each other and pointing wildly at Albus. Once the first years reached the head word table, Professor Patil turned around. The older 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 backbone of the group so no one could see him. Sometimes, he hated how often he looked like his Father.

"Quiet, please,"Professor Patil announced, and the pupil immediately stopped talking. An old, patched hat sat on a can and all of a sudden it broke out in birdsong. 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 girl ran forward and tried on the hat."Hufflepuff !"the hat shouted.

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

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

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

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

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

"thrower, Albus."A whisper went through the gang. The schoolmaster had sat up straight again. Albus froze. He could n't do this. What if he was made Slytherin in front line of all these people ? All these multitude who expected him to be in Gryffindor ?"Albus thrower ?"Professor Patil said again. Someone pushed Albus forward. He walked up to the commode and put on the hat.

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

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

"Oh, oh, this sounds familiar,"said the hat,"Yes, indeed, just like your founding father. And just like your founding father, Slytherin would help you achieve wideness, but if you insist, Gyffindor !"

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

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

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

The master rose from his chairperson."Welcome back to Hogwarts to all returning students and welcome to those who are new. For those of you who do n't have a go at it, I 'm Professor Kendrick, headmaster of Hogwarts. Now, I know the honest-to-god students have noticed we are short one staff appendage,"the headmaster gestured to the empty chair beside him."But I shall inform you about that later. Right now it is time to eat."And the golden plates filled with food.

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

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

"Yeah, it all looks very adept,"Albus said. Albus started eating his intellectual nourishment and could n't help oneself but overhear a conversation between two elderly students.

"I wonder where Professor Torro is ? It 's not usual for a teacher to miss the start of condition feast,"a Brown haired girl asked the boy sitting succeeding to her.

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

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

"DoD Against the nighttime Arts,"the girl told him. The two older students continued their conversation, but in lower part so john could n't overhear him.

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After the pupil had eaten their fill of dinner party, the golden home base became light for a second, and then dessert appeared. Albus immediately helped himself to his preferred, treacle tart. While he was eating, he heard a scream coming from his left hand. A ghostly forefront had appeared right out of Amanda 's plate.

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

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

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

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

"Yeah,"Albus responded. He did n't think it was as slap-up as Saint John did, and was beginning to wish well he had n't eaten nearly as much treacle tart.

The headmaster got to his feet again as the golden plates became clean once more."Is everyone quenched ? Good. Now, I have a few scratch of condition notices. The village of Hogsmeade is out of spring for foremost and second yr, as well as the Forbidden Forest to everyone. As always, abide away from the Whomping willow tree. Mr. Filch has added a few new item to the listing of proscribe thing and if you wish to inspect the inclination, it is pinned to Mr. Filch 's door.

"Now, as many of you have noticed, Professor Torro is not with us tonight. I regret to inform you that he has been discovered perfectly only a few hr ago,"professor Kendrick stated with a sad expression on his face. There was a shrewd intake of breath from the students."causa of decease has not been determined. Until I can witness a desirable replenishment, United States Department of Defense Against the Dark graphics classes will not take billet. Now, it is time to go to your dorm room. family begin tomorrow and you will want to be well rested. First years, please follow a prefect to your mutual rooms."

Albus got up and looked for his first cousin, Sakartvelo, for she was one of the Gryffindor prefects. Albus found her, and he, lav, matt, Rose, and Amanda all followed her up to the uncouth room. As they walked through the rook, there was a unscathed lot of whispering about Professor Torro.

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

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

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

"Boys to the right field, miss to the left field. I hope everyone has a full night,"Georgia told the first years.

Albus walked up the spiral staircase to his dormitory with Matt, Saint John, and two former male child Albus had not met yet. Albus thought their name were Bilius and Ethan. Albus was rather tranquillise while he got into bed. All the other male child were laughing and talking. But Albus could n't didder that he was considered for Slytherin. He was also a bit spooky 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 theater after taking St. James and Albus to Platform 9 3/4, Harry noticed an owl waiting on the windowsill. He walked over to it and opened the letter.

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

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

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

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Later that night, Harry Apparated into Hogsmeade. It was a chilly night, but there was not a cloud in the sky. The stars and Moon shone brightly. Harry thought the students must be in their common rooms by now, judging from the metre. 'That 's good, Albus and James have no estimation I 'm here', thought Harry. He walked along the path and soon found himself walking through the big oak doors into the Great Hall. Kendrick was waiting for him there.

"trade good eve, Harry,"Fabius greeted.

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

"Oh, do n't interest, they 're okay. But I would favor if we discuss what we need to discuss in my power,"Fabius responded. Harry followed Fabius up to the gem gargoyle. It leaped aside as Fabius murmured,"Woolen coat."

Harry walked into the companion circular office. He saw all the diverse self-possession that Dumbledore had left to the schooltime. He also noticed the sleeping portraiture of former headmasters. Only one was awake, the one of Albus Dumbledore. Harry smiled as he saw him.

"Please, sit down,"Professor Kendrick said as he gestured to a chairwoman in front 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 dad since Hogwarts reopened after the battle.

"I know, shocking, and very, very sad. His movement of death was Avada Kedarva, but I did n't severalise the students this. It does worry me. It is quite suspicious. Especially since DADA was the discipline that Voldemort jinxed."

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

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

"We are, of course, in need of a new dadaism teacher, and I was wondering if you would like the job. I think it would be a goodness idea to have got an Auror here after recent events and you are the saint 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 depart them."

"Of course of action. And feel disembarrass to leave every weekend to expend clock time with them. Neville Longbottom does the Sami thing to travel to 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 got your answer in the morning, 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 palace, he pondered the destruction of Torro. Harry had only met Torro a few times, and he was not particularly close to him, but his dying still troubled Harry. Was this another random Death eater attempt ? There had been a few of them throughout the eld after the battle. But why was Torro killed ? He did n't even know in Britain during the time of Voldemort, he lived in France then. Why were the demise eater going after Hogwarts instructor ? Harry had a nagging feeling that this was n't like the early deaths, this had import. Surely, Voldemort could n't reelect ? He was bushed. There were no Sir Thomas More Horcruxes. Harry kept telling himself this, but he still felt very uneasy about it. The headmaster and the Minister felt the same way. Why else would they want an Auror at Hogwarts ? Of course, Harry was the one who defeated Voldemort, so who else knew Thomas More about DADA ?

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

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Early the side by side morning, Harry Apparated into Hogsmeade once again. This time he had his old Hogwarts torso with him, along with a large, black owl named Harvey. This is familiar, he thought. Harry wheeled his body over to Hogsmeade station, where he would wait for a carriage to take aim him to the palace. Ginny had said yes right away. She felt that Harry 's presence in the school day would protect her sons. Ginny was also quite interest about the decease of Torro.

The rig arrived and Harry loaded his trunk into it. 'This sure is strange ,'he thought. binding at Hogwarts, once again. It kind of felt well, comforting in a way. Hogwarts had always felt like house to Harry. But he still could n't escape from the uneasy feeling he had about Torro 's death. The carriage gave a stumble, and the thestrals pulled Harry up to the school.



"Get up, Albus ! Get up !"Albus awoke with a start and saw St. John 's fount looking down at him.

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

"first day of lessons ! Let 's go down to breakfast,"John responded, excitedly. He was bouncing around the way, waking up all his boyfriend Gryffindors.

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

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

The five Gryffindor number one twelvemonth boys met the girls in the common room. Rose, Amanda, Janie Creevey, and the Jordan-Bell twin. Albus knew he 'd met the twins a few clip, but could n't remember their names They introduced themselves as Karina and Marina. They were identical with farsighted dark hair's-breadth and dreary eyes. The first years walked down to the Great Hall together, only getting lost once.

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

"Sorry,"she said as she walked past.

Albus did n't pay any attention to her. He continued to stare at the faculty table. Sitting adjacent to the master, was his Church Father. Albus shook his head and ran over to the Gryffindor board, where his cuss first eld had already sat down.

"James ! James !"Albus shouted,"aspect 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 instructor. All the former teachers are there."

"Honestly, Saint James the Apostle ! He could n't take in told us yet. Torro just died yesterday. Obviously, Kendrick asked him lastly night. It was only a matter of clip, was n't it ? I mean, he 's got to be the most specify adept for the job, right ?"Georgia had sat down next to Epistle of James and talked some sense into him.

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

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

Albus took his schedule from him and looked at it. He had dad rightfield after breakfast, then magical spell, and after dejeuner he had double Herbology.

"tone like a decent schedule,"John said,"Should be interesting having your dad as a teacher, Albus ! I ca n't look ! I 've got so many doubt for him."

"Yeah, should be wonderful,"Albus said glumly as he dug into his waffles. Truthfully, Albus did not want his dad precept at Hogwarts. With his dad here, Albus would be even more famous than usual. He did not like the staring eyes and the ceaseless doubt about his dad.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Great, we 're with the Slytherins,"lav whispered to flatness,"Hope they 're not going to bankrupt everything."John was about to found into a broadside about Slytherins, but Harry walked in.

"Good morn,"Harry said as he walked to the battlefront desk,"I 'm prof Potter."A few of the girlfriend in figurehead giggled."I 'll set about by taking attendance."Harry ran down the attendance rag. Everyone was there.

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

"Professor ? Can you differentiate us about the engagement ? Please ?"one of the twins asked, Albus did n't bang which one.

Harry sighed."wellspring, I really do n't like to talk 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 kidskin, nieces, and nephews kept asking me until I told them."

Albus sunk humble in his chair. John was sitting straight up, staring at Harry, hardly blinking. Amanda and flatness were also paying close attention.

Harry 's story about the battle lasted the unanimous period. The bell rang shortly after Harry finished.

"Please read chapter one for next sentence, since we did n't get a opportunity to cover it in category,"Harry told the pupil as they left."And Albus, could you appease for a import ?"

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

"Hi, Al, how was the sorting ? I see you did make it into Gryffindor. I knew you would,"Harry said with a proud feel on his face.

"Yes, I did,"Albus said, his eyes brimming with bout 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 discontinue."I told it to put me in Gryffindor, that 's the sole understanding it did !"

Harry quickly shut the room access 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 Rose in Gryffindor before it even touched her point. And St. James the Apostle said it did that with him, too."

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

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

"Do n't worry, I wo n't. James II does n't even do it that the hat considered putting me in Slytherin,"Harry confided,"Now, I think you should be off to your next stratum. And do n't occupy about me teaching here. I 'll care for you just like the former student, detention and all."

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

"See you later, Al."

"Bye, Dad."

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

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

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

"You know, it was n't as bad as I thought it would be,"Albus said, while sitting down and grabbing the good bowl of potatoes."He spent the wholly menstruation telling everyone about the battle because he figured no one would pull up stakes him alone until he did."

"Sounds conversant !"St. James laughed,"Remember when we kept bugging him about it when I was 10 ? And then he said he 'd tell us the hale story the summer before our world-class twelvemonth of Hogwarts."

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

"I know, but I suppose it 's near for everyone to get word it sooner rather than later, and now Dad can get on to teaching,"James I explained as he shoved his rima oris with chicken,"Should be pretty coolheaded having him teach, he knows so much DADA."

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

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

"Wow, this is just as in force as last night !"can exclaimed as he piled his photographic plate highschool with intellectual nourishment,"I could definitely get used to this."

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

"'Course not. But she did n't make as a good deal variety,"John explained. He turned to matte."You okay ? You look kind of pale."

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

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

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

At that moment, the headmaster stood up."If I could feature your attention for just a bit, I have some more announcements."The room immediately fell mum."Thank you. Now, as many of you have noticed, I did have achiever in securing a new DADA teacher and I would like to enter him. This is Professor Potter."Kendrick gestured to Harry."Now, I know many of you will ingest questions for him when you have your first daddy lesson, but I ask you not to pester him. He will separate you what he wants to, and nothing more. I would also like to tell you that if you want to try out for your home Quidditch squad, delight give your name to your head word of house. That is all. Thank you."Kendrick sat back down again and proceeded to lecture to Harry.

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

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

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

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

lav groaned,"Yeah, I suppose. You gon na come, Matt ?"

lustrelessness looked up from his scale."Sure."The three boy started walking back up to the Common elbow room, with Matt lagging behind.

"Matt, are you certainly you 're ok ? You 're going pretty slow up,"Albus asked, with a nervous look on his facial expression."I think you should probably go to the infirmary wing.

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

"No, we 're going to submit you. You look fix to crumple,"King John insisted. They all trekked back down the stairs and to the infirmary Wing. When they got there, Madam Pomfrey was aright by the door.

"lusterlessness ! ejaculate here, you look dreadful,"she said, grabbing his articulatio humeri and leading him to the bed,"Thanks for bringing him, boys, you can allow now."gentlewoman Pomfrey shooed them out of the room.

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

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

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

"fountainhead, I 'm for certain he 'll enjoin us about it when he 's ready,"trick reasoned,"Cornish Pixie."The portrayal opened and the two boys walked into the vernacular room. They settled down to doing their homework with Amanda, rosebush, Janie, Bilius, Ethan, and the twins. After a few hours, Albus bid them good night.

He walked up to his dormitory, changed into his pajamas, and climbed into bed. He pondered his lessons and the residue 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 Professor Washburn dislike him and the former Gryffindors so much ? And was Matt okay ? He still had n't returned to the unwashed room. As Albus was worrying about lusterlessness, he drifted off to sleep. Just after he drifted off, the Shrieking Shack shrieked for the beginning time in decades.




Harry was in the Great Hall. forget me drug bound him to the Headmaster 's professorship. His scar was searing in pain. blood line was pouring down his arms as he struggled against the control. He opened his middle and glanced around, looking for his wand. There it was, lying uselessly halfway across the room. All around him, other the great unwashed were bound to the other professor 's death chair, they were surrounding Harry in a circle. A cloaked figure was circling around the outside of the circle, while other cloaked figures stood stationary around the room. Bodies lay in pools of blood on the floor.

Harry glanced around at the other multitude bound to the electric chair. The individual directly across from him had long red hair. Harry screamed."NO ! ! ! ! Ginny !"He looked at the other people."James ! Albus ! Lily ! contract me instead, not the shaver !"

The hooded figure looked up and entered the rope. He stood directly in front of Harry."Well, well, somebody 's decided to find his consciousness. As you see, the remainder of them did n't fair too well without you. Most are dead. But I 've saved your dear family for last. I will torture them and pour down them. And then, I shall kill you. At conclusion, I 've waited so long. You should have known you could n't defeat me."Voldemort rounded on the smallest nestling tied to a chair.

"Crucio !"he shouted.

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

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

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

Tonight 's dream had been more vivid than any of the past tense ones. Maybe it was because Harry had spent all day reliving the horrific scenes from his puerility to diverse daddy stratum. He wished he had n't done that now. Oh, how he regretted it. But he 'd have to put up with it the residue of the week, seeing as it would n't be comely not to separate the other students.

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

walking through the corridors at night brought back many storage. He still felt like he was disobeying the rules, even though he was now a professor. It seemed like Snape was veracious around the recession waiting to charm him doing something incorrectly. Harry climbed the stairs to the infirmary wing. He hated to rouse lady Pomfrey at this hour, however he knew he 'd never get to sleep without it. Maybe she would give him a large supply to go along in his office.

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

"Hello, Poppy,"he whispered.

"Oh !"Madam Pomfrey jumped,"You frightened me. I was n't expecting you at this 60 minutes, Harry. You know, it 's almost like you 're a scholarly person again, coming in so late."

"Yeah, I was thinking the like affair,"Harry glanced down at the girl,"Is she okay ?"

"Yes, she 'll be very well. Someone levitated her in her sleep. She screamed and that scared the pupil 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 interesting around here,"Harry said.

"Now, why are you here, Harry ?"

"Well, er, call back after the fight 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 dormancy potation. I 'd also like to just take in a supply of it on hand. I 've never been much of a potion brewer and have n't attempted to draw it myself. I just can never manage to get to kip without one after one of these incubus,"Harry explained sheepishly. He felt like he was a kid again. How could he, the magician who defeated Voldemort, who was known as the bravest wizard of the times, be afraid of a nightmare ?

A sad gaze fell over ma'am Pomfrey."You know, this form of reminds me of how you were so susceptible to the dementors in your third twelvemonth. I know most people think you 're endure and goose egg frightens you, but everyone has nightmares and being frightened is nix to be ashamed of."She walked over to a cabinet and came back with a large nursing bottle filled with potion."Here you go. Just come back to me whenever you need more."She handed him the bottle.

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

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

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When Albus awoke the next morn, lustrelessness still had n't returned from the infirmary annexe. toilet suggested that they go shoot the breeze Matt before social class, but since the two boys had gotten up latterly, they only had meter to seize a quick bit to eat before heading to Potions in the dungeons.

"goodness morning time, class !"an old, round, professor greeted them,"I 'm professor Slughorn, your Potions victor. Today, we shall be learning about the rudiments of potion brewing, including the importance of proper stirring, heat, and fixings. Please open your book of account to page 6."

The division opened their record book and spent the whole lesson listening to Slughorn and copying down notes.

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

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

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

"Ah ! Young Mr. ceramicist and young woman Weasley. Now, I would like to tell you about a piddling assembly I have scheduled for Fri. It 's for the scholar in the school day whose parents are, for want of a improve condition, popular. Or those who have shown exceptional magical skill. Of course, I 'd be pleased if the both of you would take care. I 'm surely your cousins will be attending. They seemed to like them in the past years,"Slughorn informed them.

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

"Yes, we 'll be there. See you side by side lesson, Professor,"blush wine told him, as the two of them left the dungeon.

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

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

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Matt did n't show up in family all day. Albus and Gospel According to John were really starting to occupy. They decided to visit him before dinner. When they got into the Hospital Wing, they did n't see Matt right away. There was one girl occupying a bed with her arm in a sling. Madam Pomfrey was fussing over her.

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

"But, ma'am Pomfrey, I 've been here all day. My arm 's fine !"the girl exclaimed.

"No, I will not have it ! You can go forth in the break of the day,"madam Pomfrey said in a feel that was not to be argued with. The girl pouted and stopped talking.

Albus and John approached brothel keeper Pomfrey."Um, where 's Matt Eckerton ? We brought him here last night,"Saint John said tentatively.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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The following day, Gryffindor first years had DADA again. Nothing extraordinarily exciting happened during class. They mostly took notes on using Expeliarmus, the disarming magical spell. Harry said they would lead off being able to praxis it on each other in the next class. lav and Albus were really looking forward to this, as they really had n't used their wands for anything yet.

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

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

"Swish and flick,"murmured Albus from the cover mesa. He waved his wand and said,"Wingardium Leviosa !"nil happened. He tried over and over again. Still, zero happened. John, however, managed to do it.

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

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

"I 've done it, too !"rosiness shouted. Her feather had also rose off the table, but it managed to nominate it a few substructure in the air before falling.

Washburn stormed out from behind his desk and rounded on the vertebral column tabular array, where Albus, John, pink wine, and Amanda were sitting."Well, do it again !"he growled.

St. John the Apostle and blush wine looked at him nervously and picked up their wands."Wingardium Leviosa !"they said at the like clock time. 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 magical spell !"Washburn seemed to be getting angrier by the minute.

Albus nervously picked up his verge. His arm was shaking, this would not turn out serious."Wingardium Leviosa,"he muttered very quietly. His feather leaped into the air and caught flame. The whole course, which had been staring at the book binding table for quite some time, screamed.

The flame from the plumage caught onto Washburn 's robes and set them on flaming as well."Bloody inferno !"Washburn screamed. He grabbed Albus 's scepter out of his hand and produced pee from it to put out the flames."Potter ! You 'll getting detention and 20 detail from Gryffindor !"he shouted, glaring at Albus."class 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 have a hang for causing worry, thrower,"Wahsburn spat.

"I 'm regretful, Professor, I did n't think to,"Albus muttered, on the scepter of tears.

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

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

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

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

"Really ? It 's well known he hates Gryffindors. But he 's always seemed to hate me More than everyone else,"James explained,"I always assumed it 's because I cause so much trouble. You on the early bridge player, have always been so muted. What did you do to him ?"

Albus mumbled something incoherent.

"What ?"

"I set him on fire."

James burst out laughing.

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

James looked kayoed."But that 's a mistake any first year could have made. I do see how he got mad, though. I think you should just try to avoid him. Sit in the back, do n't say anything. Ignore him in the manor hall. 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 better get back to my friend. See you later."

Albus contemplated this data. Washburn hated all Gryffindors, but he hated James and Albus the most. Why ? It did n't pee-pee sentience. Neither Albus nor St. James the Apostle had met Washburn before Hogwarts.

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

"How is he ?"Albus asked.

"Not good. He 's covered in cuts and contusion. Said he 'd tripped on his way to the can. He kept avoiding talking about being ill. Just wanted to blab 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 grisly of everyone thinking it was laughable. The story had already made it around the school and at dinner everyone was staring at him more than than usual. Some students even senior high school fived him and patted him on the vertebral column. It seemed like Washburn was disliked by many student.

"Okay, okeh,"Gospel According to John said, putting his workforce up,"Anyway, lusterlessness said he 'd be back in class tomorrow sunrise. brothel keeper Pomfrey just wanted him to detain the rest of the night."

"goodness. Let 's go to bed. I 'm washed-out,"Albus said. He and John climbed up the flier 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 Club meeting. Since the meeting and Gryffindor Quidditch try-outs were at the same sentence, James would n't be joining Albus at the confluence. Albus had tried to get out of the meeting by watching try-outs, but the team captain decided to not let any witness at the try-outs. A enceinte act of bookman had wanted to attend just to see James, and the captain did n't want anyone to disrupt the try-outs.

Later that day, Albus and rosiness walked down to the donjon together. Albus was dreading the get together. They walked into the meeting to see that most everyone else was already there. Albus already knew most of them. Some of his cousin-german were there, along with various early Order members'kid. However, there were a few faces Albus had never seen before.

"Ah ! Albus and rosebush !"Slughorn gestured to a few chairs in the elbow room,"Please have a seat. You already know many of the citizenry here. But I do n't conceive you know Tami Tobias, Frank Belleville, and Quinton Willinson ?"he said, gesturing to a blonde haired girl, a dim haired boy, and a very sullen looking boy."Tami is a 6th year Ravenclaw who brews the most excellent potions, Frank is a 4th class Hufflepuff who can already perform nonverbal spells ! And Quinton 's a 7th twelvemonth Slytherin whose father works at the Minsitry."

"Er, hi,"Albus responded.

"hello,"Rose smiled.

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

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

Slughorn looked taken aback."I thought you 'd enjoyed talking about it. Your pal 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 death chair and stormed out the door, slamming it behind him.

Albus stamped his feet the unscathed way up to the common elbow room. He went through the portrait and was immediately bombarded by James.

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

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

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

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

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

"It 's the Slug society. 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 entire military unit."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 skinny armchair.

"Boy, you do have Dad 's temper,"St. James the Apostle told Albus,"I 'm sorry I could n't be there. I 'll be there at all the others. I swear. 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 yr. Sometimes they 're kind of fun. You know Dad used to go to them."

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

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

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

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

Albus walked up to his hall. It was still relatively early, so Albus was surprised to see Matt there. lustrelessness had returned at breakfast yesterday morning, but he still did n't seem himself, so John and Albus did not take up the question of him being ill.

Albus went over to lustrelessness 's bed and pulled back the curtains. He was sound asleep. That was strange. He just spent 2 days in the Hospital extension, why was he still tired ? Was he still retch ? Albus sighed, he would n't be able to question flatness tonight. Well, turning in early would do Albus some good too. Maybe he 'd be able to calm down after the evening 's excitement. He got into his pj's and got into bed.

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Unfortunately, Albus did not have a reposeful quietus. He was having vivid nightmares which involved Slughorn questioning him while James stood behind him, laughing. This Saame figure of speech kept recurring over and over again. Albus tossed and turned and eventually, a new dream came over him.

Albus was sitting in a colored discharge room. A man in a dark cloak appeared succeeding to him.

"He will generate,"the man said.

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

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

"Tell me ! Who ?"Albus shouted.

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

Albus awoke with a start. He was sweating. What was that about ? He had never had such a bright dream. Who was going to return ? Albus raked his brains, 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 gown. It must be late, he thought. flatness, John, Ethan, and Bilius were still sleeping. Albus tip-toed out of dormitory and carefully shut out the door behind him.

Albus had to see his dad. He did n't manage that it was the midriff of the night. He ran out of the common way and into the empty corridor. It was strange wandering around this late. Albus had never walked around the castling at night. He did n't wish that he was n't supposed to be out of his dormitory this late. All he thought about was telling his dad about that dream. Albus ran down the stairs, probably making too a great deal noise. As he rounded the recession, someone reached out and grabbed his shoulder. Albus screamed.

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

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

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

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

"track to pappa, are we ? Is n't that sweet. Unfortunately for you, wandering corridors at dark is against the linguistic rule, therefore, I will penalize you."

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

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

Washburn slammed his paw on his desk."So, decided to have a footling midnight stroll ? Care to recount me what you were up to ?"he glared at Albus, not blinking.

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

"Surely that could wait till sunup ? I bet you were setting up some variety of prank. Am I right ? You know, I 've caught your brother out of bed many a time for just that reason."

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

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

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

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

Albus remained standing."I AM NOT !"he screamed,"I have something really of import to talk about with him !"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As soon as he left, Albus relayed his 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 signification. It was just a bad dream."

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

"Yes, that 's because I could see Voldemort 's thoughts. You know that. I think that hearing so lots about the struggle over and over again this week and being bombarded with enquiry about it has caused you to be worried,"Harry explained."I understand your veneration. I still have nightmares about it. But I think the honorable thing for you to do is just bury about it."

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

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

"Yeah, I suppose you 're mightily. It was just so pictorial and scary."

"I know. Now I only hope that as you spend Thomas More fourth dimension at Hogwarts, people will arrest asking you so many interrogation. For tonight, I think you should bear some Sleeping Draught,"Harry walked over to his console and poured a potion into a diminished bottle. I 'll direct you back to Gryffindor Tower, and drink this before you get into bed."

"But what about hold ?"

"Do n't occupy. You wo n't get detainment. But wandering the corridors is against the rules, so please do n't do it anymore. Just institutionalize word with a portrait from the green room if you need me, and I 'll see you in the unwashed room. Now, let 's get you back to bed. Just stick to me and do n't say anything. I 'll plow with Washburn."

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

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

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

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

******

As the weeks past, hoi polloi slowly got over the turmoil of having Harry as a daddy instructor. Harry had explained the conflict to every single one of his family, and in the next course of study he was able to teach without being disrupted with doubtfulness pertaining to the precipitation of Voldemort. Harry was grateful for this. He was still having his incubus more often than usual, but thanks to dame Pomfrey 's potion, he was able-bodied to get a few decent night 's sleep a week.

matter seemed to be calming down for Albus too. There had not been anymore Slug lodge confluence since the black first one, but Albus had no aim of going to one even if he got invited. His course of instruction were going well. He seemed to sputter the most in appeal, but that was to be expected. At least Albus now knew why Washburn hated him so much, it was because he hated James IV. As much as Albus hated being compared to Epistle of James, it was decent to know it was n't anything Albus did to gravel Washburn. Unfortunately, Albus was earning a detention a calendar week in his class.

matt seemed to find from his illness within a few mean solar day. However, as September grew into Oct, and the weather condition started getting colder, Matt got sick again.

Albus, St. John the Apostle, lustrelessness, Bilius, Ethan, Rose, Janie, Amanda, Karina, and Marina sat together at one mesa in the common elbow room after dinner one Wed. They were working on a particularly gruelling Transfiguration essay.

"No, you 've got that haywire,"Rose told Albus.

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

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

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

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

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

"Again ? You do attend a bit picket,"Amanda told him with a worried look on her boldness."You just go to the Hospital Wing.

"All right. I 'll see you guys later,"mat slowly got up from his chair and shuffled out of the common room."You hombre do n't stimulate to number,"he said to Albus and John, who had gotten up.

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

"I hope he 's all right. That 's the second time he 's been sick here and it 's only October,"St. John the Apostle said.

"Yeah, I know. I guess we 'll just have to wait and see how farseeing he spends in the Hospital Wing this time,"Albus told him.

"wellspring, I 'm never going to get this done !"Janie shouted, exhaustedly."I 'm going to bed,"she got up and left, the other 4 girl following her.

"We 'd better number in, too,"Bilius told the other boys.

"Yeah, probably,"Albus agreed. The three male child walked up the rotary staircase and got into bed.

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flatness did n't get out of the hospital extension until Sat. Although, he spent virtually of that day sleeping in his four bill bed. His supporter were n't all that surprised, since this take Sami thing had happened during his previous illness. They gave him his space until classes started again on Monday.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No, bring me !"matte said louder, pushing by John.

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

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

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

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

"What ? I wanted to see what all the bustle is about with those confluence,"John said innocently.

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

"well, we 'll be with you, it 'll be all ripe,"Matt said sympathetically.

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Before Albus knew it, he, matt, and privy were trudging down to the dungeons for the Halloween party. John the Evangelist and lustrelessness were running along excitedly, while Albus lagged behind. They walked into the dungeon, to come up it packed.

"goodness, maybe no one will notice me,"Albus said as he gazed around at the crowd. The same phallus who were at the last group meeting were there, along with their guests and numerous adults."Let 's go get some food."

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

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

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

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

John snorted into his pumpkin juice.

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

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

"enough about you, more about me. My forefather richly up at the Ministry. He does a smorgasbord of tasks and makes a load of atomic number 79 from it. I 'm a 7th twelvemonth. Father 's getting me a Ministry job once I 'm done here. I ca n't wait until I get out of here and make gold like he does,"Quinton stole a cookie off of Albus 's plate and started to eat it.

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

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

"Oh, are we going to have a repeat of utmost merging ?"Quinton asked excitedly, stealing another biscuit.

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

"No, guys, it 's okay, do n't get in problem for him, he 's not Charles Frederick Worth it,"Albus told them.

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

"What 's going on over here ?"James asked as he walked over to the intellectual nourishment mesa,"What do you want, Willinson ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Well, you 'll all put your baton away now so we can enjoy the rest of the party in peace. Or you 'll all get hold,"Slughorn growled as the boys all hastily put their scepter away.

Quinton gave Albus one go leer and he stalked off. Albus watched him go and turned and ran out of the room. He heard his supporter following him, but did n't stop to talk. He did n't stop or turn around until he reached the Fat noblewoman 's portrait. He gave the countersign and ran into the vernacular room and up to his dormitory.

Albus knew going to that political party was a bad idea. He should n't own gone. Never again. He punched his pillow. What did Quinton want with him anyway. And why did he promise Voldemort 'the greatest necromancer of all prison term'? Voldemort was defeated before Quinton was even born, he could n't possibly let been a death Eater.

The room access to the dormitory opened and matte and John the Divine walked in."You okay ?"lustrelessness asked.

"Oh, I 'm just fine,"Albus told them sarcastically,"I 'm never going to one of those again, even if you two want to go as my guests. You saw what it 's like now, not practically fun, is it ?"

"Yeah, not that much fun, although was n't that cool how James disarmed Willinson ?"trick said excitedly."I mean, he 's 5 days youthful than him !"

"real sang-froid,"Albus said flatly,"I think I just want to go to bed."Albus pulled the hangings of his bed closed and laid down. He fell asleep relatively quickly, but it was n't a restful sopor. He had the nightmare again. It happened a few times a week now, and try as he might, Albus could n't seem to bury about it.

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

As usual, I do not own Harry Potter.

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As the first few daytime of November passed, the weather became gradually insensate. The wind was blowing fiercely, and soon C would be falling. The first year Gryffindors were not at all surprised when Matt got sick again and spent a few twenty-four hours in the hospital wing.

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

"All right,"matt told him while putting solid food onto his plate.

"You know, you get be sick a lot, Matt. Are you sure you 're okay ?"John chimed in.

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

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

"Um, form of. I mean, I 'm better now, but it 'll happen again,"matte told them and quickly changed the subject,"So, for the first time Quidditch catch in 2 hebdomad ! Gyrffindor vs. Hufflepuff. Should be a good game !"

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

The next two weeks dragged by. As the clip before the Quidditch match drew shorter, the anticipation and excitement increased. Both captain were holding praxis more often than common. They alternated eve for the sales talk, so each squad was practicing every other nighttime. The Gryffindor player trudged back into the common room well after ten o'clock at night on the days of their exercise. They were usually cloudy and cold, as the weather was not cooperating. Even the prof were getting into the life and were not assigning practically homework to the musician, however they still piled it on the former students.

excitation was extremely high-pitched in the Gryffindor commons way the nighttime before the showtime Quidditch compeer. No one was getting a great deal homework done. The only one trying were a few 7th years and Rose, who was reading a leger with her finger's breadth in her ears.

"Oi ! rose wine !"Albus called across the common room as he walked over to her,"You actually trying to get homework done ? Why do n't you drive a break ? You 've been studying all day."

"Yes, I know I have,"pink wine said irritably,"We 've got a big story of magic trick test this week, you know. And we have n't even won the catch, so why celebrate yet ?"

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

James was standing in the eye of the vernacular room, surrounded by his fellow teammates."James !"Albus shouted,"Could I have a Logos ?"

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

"Just wanted to care you luck, was n't certain if I 'd see you before the match. You know, you 'll do fine,"Albus told his brother."Are you uneasy ?"

"A bit, yeah,"James responded,"It 's just everyone thinks I 'll be a dandy 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 in force Seeker this family has, that 's why you 're on the squad,"Albus said reassuringly.

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

"Ok, see you tomorrow."

********

Albus was mightily that he was n't able to talk to James I before the match. Albus saw him briefly at breakfast, he was looking a bit sick and was n't eating anything. Shortly after Albus arrived at the table, however, the whole team left for the locker rooms. After eating some breakfast, Albus walked down to the rake with lav and mat. They found themselves seating high in the stands next to rose, Amanda, Janie, Marina, and Karina.

"Is Epistle of James anxious ?"Rose asked Albus.

"A bit, yeah, he 's afraid everyone 's going to compare him to Dad, so he 's afraid he 's going to disappoint everybody,"Albus told her.

"Well, he wo n't,"Rose said reassuringly.

"I know."

The weather condition conditions could n't have been worse for a game of Quidditch. The wind and rainfall from the former hebdomad had not let up at all. Albus had a heavily time seeing onto the pitch. Visibility was terrible, so the looker had to mainly trust on the commentary to order them what was going on.

"Welcome to the first Quidditch mate of the season !"a booming voice shouted. Albus recognized it as Sir Alexander Robertus Todd Smith, one of his cousin Georgia 's friend."Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff !

"And here come the squad ! Gryffindor, Samantha Meyers, Ryan O'Malley, St. James the Apostle Potter, Tom Bradley Weasley, Fred Weasley, Georgia Weasley, and Heather Weasley. Blimey, that 's a lot of Weasleys ! Here are the Hufflepuffs ! Shawn Ames, Jason Bristol, Lisa Galivant, Jessica Harper, Andy Kaper, and Stacey Manson !

"maitre d'hotel Meyers and Harper have shaken workforce, and the Quaffle is up !"

14 players and Professor Oteski rose up into the sky on their Calluna vulgaris. Albus could just make out the red robed Gryffindors and the yellow robed Hufflepuffs. Although he had no estimate who was who.

"Gryffindor is in monomania of the Quaffle. Heather Weasley is storming up the pitch, headed for the Hufflepuff goal. Oh ! Saved by Keeper Bristol. Hufflepuff now in self-control. Nice beater work by Thomas Bradley Weasley, too bad Ames swerved just in metre to invalidate the bludger. And Hufflepuff scores !"

"hoot it !"Albus shouted. lav and matt were hissing at the Hufflepuffs.

"Fred Weasley is in possession of the Quaffle, passes to Meyers, who then passes to heather mixture Weasley and back to Fred. That 's the way to do it ! fuddle them ! harpist sends bludger to Fred, but it is intercepted by O'Malley ! Great job ! And Gryffindor scores !"

"Woohoo ! ! !"Albus shouted. Despite the rainwater, he was loving every minute of the biz. Quidditch secret plan always sounded so stir when his dad told him about them, but Hogwarts games were much better in person. Albus had been to a few professional person biz, but it somehow seemed better to watch a biz that had your own family on the team.

The game continued on for what seemed the likes of time of day. The rain and wind had foresighted since made Albus 's helping hand numb. But he did n't care.

"Blimey, do you think this could go on all day ?"St. John the Apostle asked as Hufflepuff scored.

"I sure hope so !"Matt shouted over the wind instrument,"I 've been putting off an essay for Potions and have no urge to bulge it anytime soon. ``

"lusterlessness ! You should throw done that essay days ago,"rosiness scolded,"I hope it ends soon, I still have some more studying to do do for history of Magic."

"And Heather Weasley mark for Gryffindor !"smith shouted,"The score is currently 100-90 Gryffindor. With no sign of the Snitch ! Both Seekers are flying slowly around the pitch, optic peeled for that prosperous ballock. Of grade, the big excitement this game is James ceramist, the new Gryffindor seeker. His dad, Harry Potter, was one of the best quester Gryffindor house has ever seen. But will James go up to his dad 's legacy ? entirely fourth dimension will tell. Captain Meyers has been quite closelipped about their pattern and would not let anyone watch James fly until this match."

"Energy Quidditch always last this hanker ?"Amanda asked Albus.

"Not usually, but they do motley quite a bit. One earthly concern cup lasted over a month. All depends on the Seekers and the weather, usually. Weather like this, who knows when the fink will be seen,"Albus explained.

"wellspring, I think I like watching Quidditch. track, I could never bet. You saw me on my Scots heather in flying lesson. The matter would n't get up in the air,"Amanda laughed.

The low twelvemonth had had a few flying moral over the past few hebdomad. Amanda was n't the big in the division, but was n't having practically luck with her broom. Albus was pretty good. Not as serious as James, but he thought he might be capable to try out for pursuer next twelvemonth when Samantha Meyers left.

"Gryffindor scores again ! Blimey, if the match goes on practically longer, we 'll be in for a Hogwarts phonograph recording ! It 's past luncheon time, the peer has been going on for 4 hours in caseful anyone had been wondering. Oh, look at this ! I think Galivant has seen the snitch !"Smith shouted.

Indeed, she had. Lisa Galivant was flying directly towards the primer coat, where the trivial golden winged clod was hovering. Jesse James was flying a few feet above her and noticed her dive. He quickly pulled his heather into a diva as well.

"And both Seekers are neck in neck opening, heading towards the solid ground, where the lucky Snitch has been spotted ! Potter is now pulling ahead a little. Kaper is headed towards a bludger that is veracious above both Seekers. And Kaper hits the bludger towards thrower, who has n't noticed it !"

whang ! The bludger collided with James River 's skull, just as he reached for the snitch. He fell, headfirst off his broom from a height of 10 groundwork, and landed on the ground, not moving.

"James ! ! !"Albus shouted, as he tried to move past all the students 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 stoolpigeon. But postponement, she 's landing empty-handed. Where is the Snitch ?"

Albus had managed to extricate himself from the stands, running onto the tar, followed by Saint John, Matt, Amanda, and Rose.

"James River !"Albus shouted again, as he ran towards the crowd of instructor surrounding his brother. He pushed his way in between Profesor Patil and professor Longbottom and saw his dad leaning down at James 's side. He had an extremely concern feel on his face.

"I 'm taking him to the infirmary Wing,"Harry told the teachers as he picked 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 stairs to the Hospital Wing. When they got inside, Harry deposited James onto a bed. gentlewoman Pomfrey was striding towards them.

"Well, what 's happened ? Quidditch, right ?"she clicked her glossa,"Such a grievous mutant. I do n't know why they still allow it."She bustled over to St. James and examined him."Cracked skull. I 'll birth it mended in no time, but he 's unconscious, so it might be a while before he comes round."

The room access of the hospital backstage burst undefendable and a few teacher made their way into the room and stood by Harry.

Madam Pomfrey ran over to a storage locker and grabbed some potion to put on James 's head. She went back over to St. James and started applying potion. Once she was done, she tapped her sceptre to his head and muttered a magic spell. She applied patch and turned to his hand, which was clamped shut around something.

"feel like he managed to catch the stoolpigeon,"Madam Pomfrey announced as she pried the still struggling aureate orchis from his hand.

`` Wow, '' Harry smiled, `` That 's telling. '' He took the Snitch from lady Pomfrey and pocketed it. Harry sat down on a hot seat next to James 's bed and started stroking his hair.

`` He 's going to be an incredible seeker, '' Neville commented.

Albus walked over to the bed and sat down side by side to Harry."Is he going to be all right ?"Albus whispered.

"I think he 'll be very well, Al,"Harry reassured Albus,"Although I ca n't enjoin you it did n't scare me half to death when I saw him shine from his broom. I never really thought much about the peril of Quidditch when I was playing it, but now that my own son is getting hurt ...."

Albus stared at his forefather."You 're not going to crap him stop playacting, are you ?"

Harry laughed,"'Course not ! I 'd be the phoney of the C. I just worry about him. I 'm sure he 'll be mulct, though. This certainly wo n't be his last Quidditch injury. I had my bonnie share. I 'm just in for a worrisome succeeding 6 years."

"More than that, Dad,"Albus laughed,"I 'm going to try out for pursuer succeeding year."

"And I 'm sure you 'll be great at it, Al. I 'll care about you too. Although, Seekers tend to get injured the most out of all the players,"Harry got up from his chairman,"wellspring, I 've got to send out an owl to your mother. She insisted I tell her how the plot went, although she wo n't be too happy once I 've told her. Why do n't you and your friends go down and have some dinner ? It 's been a prospicient day,"Harry kissed Henry James on the forehead and left the infirmary Wing.

St. James did n't retrieve knowingness until 3 days after the lucifer. Two days after that, Madam Pomfrey allowed him to lead the Hospital annex. He was thrilled that he had managed to see the sneak and win Gryffindor the friction match, and was eager to evidence the story over and over again to anyone who listened. Once James was out of the infirmary Wing, the Gryffindors had a loud and tough company until the wee hours of the dawning to lionize the win.

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The side by side few weeks flew by for Albus and his friends. Their work load was steadily increasing as downslope full term drew to an end.

"Why did Patil have to give us an essay due the same day Slughorn did ?"John the Divine 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 years for homework giving ? It 's stupid, really. I think they must all compete to see who can commit the most homework,"King John told Albus as he feverishly finished up his Transfiguration essay.

"Even my dad is giving us a huge load. I thought he 'd go easy on us cause he used to order me how much he hated how much homework he was given."

"Done !"John Lackland exclaimed, as he slammed his Transfiguration leger shut."Now, on to that potions essay."He dug around in his bag for his potions book."Could I borrow your note, Rose ?"

"No, use your own notes,"rosebush said coldly. Even she was faltering under the immense work onus, and was huddled at a box table which was buried under all her notes and Scripture, doing her own potions essay.

"Ugh ! You know I do n't shoot banknote !"trick groaned.

"wellspring, why not ?"Rose asked.

"'Cause it 's boring,"John explained,"Can I take over yours, Albus ?"

"Sure, they 're in my bag,"Albus told lav as he frantically finished up a account of Magic homework.

can dug around in Albus 's bag until he found the promissory note."Thanks, partner ! Matt, do you need to use them, too ?"John looked over at his friend.

Matt was curled up in an armchair, wincing in pain.

"Hey, are you okay ?"John asked with a concerned look on his face. He and Albus had been so deep in thought 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 infirmary Wing."Matt stood up to will, but he swayed on the situation and had to lean on the armchair for support.

"Matt !"can ran over to his friend and grabbed his arm,"I 'll take in you, okay ? You look like you 're about to go down over."

"Okay, thanks,"lustrelessness mumbled as the two of them left the usual room.

Albus had stopped writing his essay and watched the two of them leave.

"I wish I knew some way to aid him,"he murmured to Rose."He has n't even told us what disease he 's got. I wonder if it 's some really rare kind that not many masses have heard of."

rosiness looked up."Is n't it obvious ?"

"What ?"

pink wine got up from her board, walked over to Albus, and whispered in his ear."Have n't you noticed that he always gets crazy during the good moon ? I realized that after he got sick in November, and I 've been watching him the by few days."

Albus just looked at her with a white look on his face."So ? And why would I pay care to good Sun Myung Moon ?"

"Ugh !"rosiness groaned,"Put it together. I do n't desire to say what I think it is correctly now with so many multitude around. And you should pay attention to full moons for Astronomy."

"Well, then let 's wait until they all go to bed. I 've certainly got sufficiency homework to do between now and then,"Albus said impatiently.

"Fine, but it still seems obvious to me."

The first cousin spent the adjacent few hour working on their homework, waiting for the vulgar room to discharge out. After a half hour or so, trick came back. Albus filled him in on what rose said, and he had no estimation what she could be on about. He got out his potions essay and continued to work on it. Eventually, around midnight, Albus, toilet, Rose, and Amanda were the lone ones left in the common room.

"So,"Albus whispered,"What have you figured out ?"

"fountainhead,"Rose said slowly, looking up from her Herbology interpretation,"The hint are that flatness always gets ill around the full Moon, the few years before it he sleeps a lot and looks paler 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 stinger and bruises."

"That 's cause he 's awkward,"John said confidently.

"That 's what he wants you to call back ! Do n't you get it ?"Rose shouted.

"living your voice down, rose wine, someone 'll wake up,"Amanda whispered,"Now what do you call back Matt has ?"

"He 's a werewolf,"pink wine said quietly.

"What ? !"John shouted,"No way."

"loup-garou ? ! You mean, those are substantial ?"Amanda squeaked.

"'Course they 're real, Amanda,"John told her,"So are vampires. Muggles just do n't reckon they are."

`` The alone affair I 'm still wondering about is why he does n't take Wolfsbane Potion, '' Rose continued, `` You know, that potion slip 's dad took to keep him from harming himself and others. ``

Albus had started to tread the uncouth room."You know, Rose, it fits, it really does. matt sounds just like shimmy 's dad. But I do n't know. Why would n't he ingest taken the potion ?

"Of class it fits ! I 've had a suspicion about it ever since October, but I wanted to wait a few months to be sure enough. I do n't know why he would n't take the potion. But remember one of our first nights here and there was that horrifying shrieking ?"Rose asked.

"Yeah, I heard that,"Amanda told her.

"wellspring, it must throw come from the Shrieking Shack. That 's where shift 's dad went to transform when he was a student here. You can get in there from the Whomping willow tree, but I do n't get laid how that works. matt must go there to transform as well,"rosebush explained.

"I wonder why he would n't take the potion ?"Albus wondered aloud as he continued to pace."Dad said teddy bear 's dad always took it."

"I dunno, Albus,"Rose said sadly,"But I 've heard it 's really unspeakable to transform if that potion is n't used."

"It fits, but I 'm still not sure as shooting. Are you absolutely sure ? I do n't know if we should jump to finale,"Albus responded.

"I 'm middling sure enough. I mean, I 'm not positive, because I have n't heard him say it or seen him translate. But I 've read all about werewolves and mat fits the description,"rosebush persuaded.

"If it 's true, and I 'm not saying it is or it is n't, what are we going to tell apart 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 felicitous,"John asked. He was sitting completely still in one of the armchairs, apparently in shock. Amanda was doing the same.

"I do n't reckon we should say anything. Especially since we 're not entirely surely,"Albus stated, while looking warily at Rose. rosebush rolled her eyes."We wo n't tell apart him we know. He obviously does n't want us to know. Otherwise, he 'd have got told us himself, if it 's true. I 'm sure he 'll recite us what disease he has when he 's ready."

"But what if he does n't ?"Amanda asked,"I do n't jazz anything about werewolf, but he probably does n't want anyone to know."

"That 's probably truthful. Wizards have n't treated werewolf very well. chemise 's dad could n't get a job after he was done at Hogwarts. He did manage to get a job as pa teacher here, but he quit once people found out he was a wolfman because parents would n't want him teaching their youngster,"Rose told Amanda,"It 's sad, really. werewolf are harmless while they 're not transformed."

"He 's probably afraid what we would think,"John said,"If he 's a loup-garou, that is. I say we keep racetrack of when he transforms."

"good idea. But if it turns out we 're right and he still does n't tell us, I guess we 'll bear to let him screw that we know,"Albus said.

"Yeah, I suppose we will,"John agreed.

"Oh, and mine and Rose 's Uncle banker's bill was bit by a werewolf, but the werewolf was n't transformed at the time. Uncle government note 's not a lycanthrope, but I suppose I could ask him some questions over Christmas Break, to try and get some more information,"Albus told everyone.

"Good mind, Albus ! I 'll ask him with you,"Rose exclaimed, while walking over to the dormitory room access."I think we should probably go to bed. respectable night, everyone."

"night,"Albus, Amanda, and John responded.

Albus walked up the stairs to his dormitory. He could not stop thinking about Matt. How could he be a wolfman ? Who bit him ? When ? Albus knew werewolf were perfectly harmless as long as they were n't transformed, but the idea still troubled him. shift 's dad had been his gramps 's champion at school, and he had been his dad 's daddy teacher when he was in shoal. He had died in the combat against Voldemort. If only he could talk to him. Ask him questions about it. Was there anything Albus could do ?

Albus got into bed and pondered these doubtfulness. Eventually, he fell into a restless sopor. He started out dreaming about failing a Charms test and professor Washburn chasing him through the castle with a beater 's bat. But soon, the dream shifted and became the nightmare that had plagued him since the first hebdomad of school.

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A/N : Please refresh ! No reviews from the last chapter, but thanks to my babe, Dancer of Starlight for reading this and giving me her opinion.

Disclaimer- Like common, I do n't own Harry thrower or anything else you recognize.

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Chapter 7 : Dueling and Detention

Harry was sitting in a dark discharge room. A man in a dark cloak appeared future to him.

"He will return,"the man said.

"Who ?"Harry asked."Voldemort ? That 's not possible, I made sure of that."

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

"No, he wo n't !"Harry shouted.

"He will come back, he will return, he will bring back ...."the man said over and over again.
Harry awoke with a starting, he sat up in bed, breathing fast. That was odd. Harry had not had a aspiration that seemed so real since before Voldemort had died. But Harry could n't possibly be seeing things through Voldemort anymore, not if he was absolutely.

Harry got up and paced the way. What did the dream mean ? Was mortal trying to bring Voldemort back to life sentence ? And was that even possible ? And why would he be dreaming about it ? Harry did n't think so. Then it hit him, he remembered that Albus had had the same aspiration month ago ! Did this mean something ? Was there something pregnant about their dreams ? Or were they just daydream ?

Harry walked over to his wardrobe and got out his cloak. He had to talk about this with someone. 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 professor Torro was murdered, Harry was having an Auror stationed in Hogsmeade at all times. Something just did n't sit mighty with him about that murder.

Harry quietly left his billet and walked into the corridor. It seemed deserted, which was n't unusual since it was one o'clock in the morning. Harry started to walk down the corridor. He turned a recession and nearly bumped into someone.

"Who 's there ?"the person shouted and pointed his wand at Harry."thrower ? What are you doing out so late ?"

"The Lapp could be said of you, Washburn,"Harry responded."Put your verge away."

Washburn stowed his wand back in his cloak."What are you doing wandering the halls at this minute ? I now see where Albus gets his ideas about tardily Night promenade from."

"It 's none of your patronage, but I need to talk over something with someone,"Harry growled."And what are you doing ? Plotting shipway to put my sons in detainment ? I know you 've got something against them, and I will notice out what."

"I 've nothing against your son, potter, they just seem to misbehave more than the average scholarly person,"Washburn sneered at Harry.

"James River, yes, I 'll believe that. He seems to rent after his Uncle George and his grandfather,"Harry agreed,"But Albus ? He has only ever gotten detention from you, Washburn. All the other professors say he 's quiet in class."

"Maybe in their classes. He 's always making bother in mine. He talks while I 'm talking, irritates the other students, does n't do his homework, and does n't listen to me. Not to mention the time he set me on fire !"Washburn shouted.

"keep your voice down, you 'll inflame the whole rook,"Harry whispered,"And why on earth would Albus only do that poppycock in your stratum, Washburn ?"

"How should I know how a delinquent 's judgment works ? Maybe you should ask him,"Washburn spat.

"Just remember, I 'm watching you, Washburn. So are the early professor,"Harry told him,"Now if you 'll excuse me, I have some business to attend to."Harry strode past Washburn and ignored any further communication attempts from him.

There was something suspicious about Washburn, Harry thought. He had never met the man before starting as a teacher at Hogwarts. But for some reason Washburn seemed to dislike Harry as soon as they met. Maybe it was because James misbehaved so much in class close year ? Is that why he hates Albus as well ? Harry did not get it on, but he hoped to witness out.

Harry found Ron standing near The Three broom handle."Hey, Ron."

Ron jumped."Blimey, Harry, you scared me !"Ron whispered as he lowered his wand.

"Sorry. I 've got to lecture to you about something,"Harry whispered back.

"What is it ?"Ron asked.

Harry relayed both his and Albus 's ambition to Ron."And when Albus told me about his dream, I just thought it was a nightmare, but it seems odd that we would both have the Saami dream."

"How could you both have the Sami dream ?"Ron questioned.

"No estimate. The only thing I could conceive of is that someone is using Legilimency on both of us."

"Well, it 's possible. You 've never been very good at Occlumency, have you ? And Albus has certainly never used it. Plus whoever is doing it must be reasonably pillock. Why would someone plant life that dream in your head if they wanted to do something evil ? Why would n't they just register your thinker and be done with it ?,"Ron reasoned.

"Yeah, that 's what I thought of, too. Who would need me to know they 're reading my mind and make me think Voldemort is coming back ? It would also have to mean someone 's either getting into the castle at nighttime or it 's a teacher or scholarly person,"Harry said worriedly.

"Well, I have n't seen anyone near the rook grounds tonight and how could they get past the auspices ?"Ron asked.

"I know, that 's what makes me think it 's a student or instructor. And no educatee would be able to do Legilimency like that. Maybe a 7th yr could, if they studied and practiced enough,"Harry told Ron.

"Well, whoever 's doing it, it 's somewhat worrisome,"Ron stated.

"I know. And what about the dreaming itself ? I mean, if soul is making Albus and I dream this, then they must be trying to bring back Voldemort."

"But how on earth could they do that ?"Ron asked.

"I 'm not for certain, exactly. But I have a intuition. The Resurrection Stone,"Harry replied.

"But that does n't really take multitude back."

"I know, but it does bring back a form of them that only the person with the stone can see. And you can let the cat out of the bag to them. I talked to my parents, Dog Star, and lupine with it, think ?"Harry explained.

"Yeah, that 's lawful. If whoever 's doing this had the Lucy Stone, then they 'd be able to talk to Voldemort ?"Ron asked,"Blimey, that 's shuddery. But how could they recover the stone ? Us and Hermione are the only ones who know where it is."

"I know, but if they 're using Legilimency, then they 'd be able to find out from me,"Harry said quietly.

"Well, what are we going to do ?"Ron asked nervously.

"I do n't know, Ron, I really do n't,"Harry confessed,"I 'm going to ingest to think of a plan. If mortal 's been reading my mind, then they might 've already seen where the gemstone is. I think I 'll make to increase the security near the woods. I 'll assign more Aurors to Hogsmeade. Ask Hagrid if he 's noticed anything funny happening in or around the forest."

"auditory sensation safe. But whatever you do, I think it might be C. H. Best for you to at least try to use Occlumency again,"Ron suggested.

"I know, I 'll try. I 've gotten better over the years, and hopefully it 'll be good enough,"Harry replied.

"What are you going to evidence Albus ?"Ron asked.

"Nothing. He still thinks the pipe dream means goose egg and it 's dependable that way. He 'd be so scared if he knew what was going on. Plus, we never told the kids about the Hallows. I wanted to wait until they were old. Did n't want them blabbing about them to half the school. You know how James is."

"I know, that 's why I never told rose wine or Victor Hugo either,"Ron agreed.

"fountainhead, I 'd amend get back up to the schooltime. Keep your center peeled and your wand out. As Mad-Eye would bear said, 'Constant vigilance'. We still do n't really know that it 's a student or teacher yet, and I 'd prefer not to possess to start questioning my colleagues."

"All right, Harry, you 're the gaffer,"Ron joked."Good Night, then."

"'Night."

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The following few 24-hour interval passed quickly. Albus, whoremonger, rose wine, and Amanda visited flatness 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 course of instruction. lusterlessness left the infirmary wing one morning time a duo twenty-four hours later and met his Quaker in the Great hallway for breakfast. Again, cipher mentioned the conversation from the full-of-the-moon moon.

Albus looked up from his toast for a few seconds and noticed that Quinton Willinson was striding over to the Gryffindor mesa with a smug smell on his face. What did he want ?

"hypothesis what, potty ?"Quinton leered at Albus."Slughorn 's having a Xmas 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 show ?"

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 sr. can ! What a pleasure to have them both here at once,"Quinton said excitedly,"I was just telling your dear brother about Slughorn 's Christmas company. I was merely wondering if he would be attending."

"That 's none of your business,"James I glared at Quinton.

"testament you be going as well ?"Quinton asked, ignoring James River 's comment."Then we could have a running commentary about your Quidditch skills as well as listen to your pal 's outbursts !"

"Shut it !"James shouted, turning beet red and drawing his wand.

"Henry James ! It 's ok, just brush aside him,"Albus told his brother.

"No, it 's no ok,"James II responded.

"Going to duel me, Potty ? I can convey both of you,"Quinton drew his wand and pointed it at James.

"Bet you ca n't take 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 tabular array and sneered at James.

"No, Professor, just defending my brother,"James IV responded.

"I believe that qualifies as dueling, ceramist,"Washburn fuss,"Detention for you and your chum, plus Brickston and Eckerton as well. And 50 stage from Gryffindor."

James IV gaped at him."But what about Willinson ? He started it ! And Albus does n't even have his wand drawn ! He did n't do anything."

"I 'd suggest you shut your oral fissure, Potter, or I 'll make it 2 detentions,"Washburn growled as he walked up to the faculty mesa."I 'll tell you all the date and time in your next appeal class. And I do n't care if you have Quidditch exercise during the clock time of detention."

"wellspring, I guess I 'll see you at Slughorn 's party, then,"Quinton told them as he walked back to the Slytherin table.

"This is silly !"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 hold a week from him."

"Quidditch exercise is tonight at 7 ! He estimable not stool it this evening !"James groaned.

"Wonder what he 'll have us do ?"John asked.

"Dunno ? He usually has me do product line, while he glares at me,"Albus told him.

"I hate line of descent,"Matt sighed,"They 're so boring."

"Well, there 's a lot speculative detentions than strain,"King James told him.

"True. Blimey, look at the clock time !"lusterlessness shouted as he glanced at his watch."We 're going to be lately for DADA !"

Matt, Albus, and John got up from the table and murmured rushed goodbyes to James, who was rushing off to History of trick. Albus noticed that the girls had already left for class.

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"wellspring, that was boring, John groaned as he, Albus, and lustrelessness left dada a while later,"Why do we accept to show about the spells before we get to do them !"

"Because otherwise you wo n't sympathise what the while does and what the gunpoint of it is,"Rose said, exasperatingly. She was often explaining the stop of reading to John.

"I 'd rather read in DADA than do spells in good luck charm,"Albus sighed. The Gryffindors were on their way to their least favored class.

"Me, too,"Matt agreed,"And we 'll be learning what our detention will consist of."

"Ugh ! I 've done way too many detention with Washburn,"Albus groaned."And you can bet that he 'll purposely ingest us doing the detention while James is supposed to have Quidditch practice."

"Of course,"matte agreed, as he pushed open the doorway to the good luck charm classroom. The boys walked inside and found their usual tabular array at the back of the room.

Washburn stormed into the room a few arcminute later, he was obviously in a bad humour."Today we 'll be starting to learn how to make a strawberry walkway across the table. It 's not very difficult, if you 've been practicing the conjuration and reading up on it."Washburn swished his wand and a strawberry appeared in front of each educatee."fountainhead, get to it then !"

St. John looked at Albus,"You been practicing or reading up on this, checkmate ?"

"Nope, how about you ?"

"'Course not,"John the Divine laughed."Looks like rosiness has, though."

Albus looked over at the table Rose was sharing with Marina and Karina. Sure enough, her strawberry mark was walking across the mesa. Washburn, who had been glaring at the students from behind his desk, got up and strode over to Rose.

"Apparently person in this socio-economic class has shown that they might cause a small bit of talent,"he spat at rose."I suppose if this were any other class, Gryffindor may feature gotten a few item. But I, on the other hired man, do n't conceive this is very noteworthy, considering you 've supposedly been studying this for a few mean solar day and every one of you should be adequate to of doing what miss Weasley 's done. Now, back to oeuvre !"

"Blimey, he 's mad,"John whispered to Albus and Matt.

"Sure is, I mean, pink wine did a good job. None of us can do it,"Matt agreed.

Albus looked around the room and noticed that most of the class 's strawberries were not so much as moving a folio. A few of them had made a faint attempt to coil over, but that was it. As the form progressed, Washburn started to stick out behind the spine table and glare as Albus, Matt, and John tried to make their strawberry mark walk. By the end of the course, they had made no progress whatsoever.

"Pathetic !"he shouted,"For preparation, write a foot-long essay on the right way to take a shit a piece of fruit walk, due on Friday. And Potter, Eckerton, and Brickston come up here to dress your detention."

The relaxation of the class stared at Albus, mat, and John as they left the way. The three male child walked slowly up to Washburn 's desk after the rest of the course had left.

"Your detention will be this Saturday, at noon. You will foregather me in the Great Hall, where you will be polishing the portrait frames, home stage 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 privy ran out of Washburn 's room as fast as they could. They went straight to the Great residence for lunch.

"Blimey, he was angry about something today,"mat 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 production line, before."

"Bet he thinks it 'll be suspect, watching us pick. Plus, it 's a Saturday, there 'll be lots of multitude around to stare at us. He 'll probably enjoy our humiliation,"John said.

"What are you talking about ?"Jesse James asked as he sat down next to John.

"detention. Sabbatum at twelve noon, cleaning in the entranceway Radclyffe Hall,"Albus told him.

"Bloody hell ! I 've got Quidditch praxis at high noon !"King James I shouted as he slammed his chalice on the table.

"I know, that 's probably why he made the detention then,"Albus said.

"He hates us, I swear he does,"Jesse James growled,"He 's always hated Gryffindors, that 's a known fact, but he seems to hate us to a greater extent than everyone else."

"Do n't you think it 's a bit strange ?"Albus asked.

"Not really. Some teacher just do n't like sealed student,"privy explained,"'Course, the students never really find out why."

"Sucks, though. I mean, what if he 's always giving me detention during Quidditch practice ? This 'll be the 4th practice I 've missed for Washburn 's hold. Samantha wo n't be too happy about it."

"You 'll just suffer to watch yourself around him. Do n't say a countersign during his division,"Albus advised.

"I know, I 've been doing that since beginning of last year,"St. James the Apostle explained,"After I set off a dungbomb during the second class."

"Well, that 's why he hates you !"Matt laughed,"And he probably thinks Albus is just like you."

"He does,"Albus groaned.

"I guess I 'd better be off to year,"King James I told them as he got up from his tail end."See you lot later."

"Bye,"Albus told his chum. He turned to John the Divine and lusterlessness."I guess we 'd improve 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 Day party."

Sure enough, at the end of grade, Slughorn asked Albus and Rose to see him after everyone left.

"We 'll waitress for you,"John told Albus. He, matte, and Amanda waited at the back of the room.

"Albus and Rose !"Slughorn beckoned them to his desk,"Great job, today, capital job. Both of your potions were superb !"

"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 petty Christmas company on the endure day of term. You are both invited, of trend, and may bring Edgar Guest. I hope to see you there ! I have some interesting mass coming that I 'm for sure you 'd like to meet !"

"Who ?"Albus asked warily.

"Oh, do n't want to despoil the surprise !"Slughorn laughed,"I 'll see you later, then !"

"So, you going to go ?"John asked Albus nervously as they walked out of the dungeon.

"No way,"Albus mumbled.

"Well, individual told me your dad 's going,"Rose said,"So you might have to go."

"I do n't care."

"Oh, come on, Albus ! What if he has really neat noted people there ! I heard once he had some Quidditch thespian come !"King John told him.

"I really do n't think anyone would start anything with Uncle Harry there,"Rose said reassuringly.

"Well, maybe not. But what about Willinson ?"Albus asked.

"He 's a git, but he wo n't do anything with your dad around. Washburn may devote Slytherins special treatment, but professor Potter 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 node, Amanda,"Rose told her,"I told you I 'd take you to the next one after I took Janie to the Halloween one."

"Oh, yeah."

"Fine, if you guys want to go so badly, I 'll go, but if anyone starts anything, I 'm leaving,"Albus said flatly.

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Before Albus knew it, Saturday had arrived and so did hold with Washburn. Albus was used to Washburn 's detentions, but he had never had to do one that was n't job before. He was a bit aflutter about what the hold would involve and about having to do it in public.

When Albus, John, and Matt arrived in the Great hall, neither James nor Washburn were there yet."James better get here before Washburn does,"Albus said nervously.

"Yeah, Washburn 'll devote him another custody if he 's late,"mat agreed.

At that moment, James came bursting through the oak doors."Oh, adept, he 's not here yet !"

"You 're favorable,"John told him.

"What is Potter lucky about ?"a coldness voice from behind lav said.

lav turned around to see Washburn staring down at him."Nothing, Professor."

"good,"Washburn spat."Now, if you 'll each use up a bottle of cleaner and a rag, we can get started."He gestured to a bucket of cleaning supplying at his human foot."We 'll be doing Muggle cleaning. I want you each to begin out by polishing the household points hourglasses. They must be spotless."

Albus, James, St. John, and Matt each took a rag and started to shine the hourglasses. Washburn paced behind them, staring at each one in bout. Every once and a while, he would inspect the cleanliness of the hourglasses.

"You missed a bit, Potter,"Washburn growled at Albus.

While the son were polishing the hourglasses, respective students and professors would take the air by and stare at them. Much to Albus 's disgust, Quinton Willinson passed by a lot.

"Oh, look, Potty 's doing his detention for trying to duel with me,"Quinton laughed,"good story how he thought he could actually duel me."

Albus just ignored his taunts and rubbed the Hufflepuff hourglass even harder.

"That slimy git,"John whispered to Albus."If any of us taunted him in detainment, we 'd get a hold ourselves."

"Yeah, and he had his baton drawn, too,"mat agreed,"Washburn seems to like him best."

"No surprise there,"Albus told them as he scrubbed a particularly obstinate piece of dirt."They 're both horrible."

"I just wish well it had been some other teacher who passed by our board that morning,"whoremaster groaned,"Then Willinson would have at to the lowest degree bewilder detention, too."

"Get back to workplace, potter !"Washburn shouted at James, who had stopped polishing the Gryffindor hourglass and was resting his top dog on it.

"Something wrong, James ?"Albus whispered.

"I dunno. My nous just felt mirthful 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 cerebrate I was faking. I used way too many Skiving Snackboxes in his class stopping point year."

"Yeah, but if you 're really ill, he 'll have to let you go,"Albus said with a look of concern on his face.

"I know, but he 'd make me do the hold over again."

"Shut up, potter ! Both of you back to work or I 'll give you another detention !"Washburn screamed.

For the eternal sleep of the detention, James was very repose. The boys worked until two o'clock, at which point all four hourglasses were cleaner than they had been in years.

"I think you should go to the Hospital fender,"Albus told James.

"Yeah, probably,"James agreed.

"I need to go, too,"John told them,"My hand feels like it 's going to return off ! I hate Muggle cleaning."

"Me, too,"Matt agreed, while rubbing his hand.

"I doubt ma'am Pomfrey will fix it, though,"Albus told them,"She usually does n't do that after instructor make us do Muggle cleaning."

trick and Matt decided to go with Albus and James to the hospital Wing anyway. When they got there, lady Pomfrey was already tending to Omar Nelson Bradley Weasley, who had taken a bludger to the arm during Quidditch practice.

"Yes, yes, what is it ?"gentlewoman Pomfrey asked the boys.

"well, I was doing Muggle cleanup for Washburn 's detention-"Jesse James started to say, but Madam Pomfrey cut him off.

"You know I do n't fix aching hired man due to detention ! If I did, you would n't learn anything from them !"

"It 's not that. I was polishing the Gryffindor hourglass, and my head felt funny all of a sudden. It was n't like a cephalalgia. I 've never felt that way before. I kept seeing my own memories."

brothel keeper Pomfrey quickly looked up from Bradley and bustled over to Jesse James."Really ? Well, that sounds an terribly lot like person was using Legilimency on you."

"What ?"James shouted.

"soul was reading your mind. That 's why you were seeing your own memories,"lady Pomfrey explained,"Who else was in the Great Hall with you ?"

"well, Washburn of course,"Albus told her. James River appeared to be in shock and could n't talk."And Quinton Willinson, a brace of his ally, the Gryffindor Quidditch team, a variety of Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws I do n't know, a few early 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 consume any way to know who was doing it. Seeing as you 're not really ill, there 's not much I can do for you. But I will inform the headmaster and your father about this."

Jesse James had found his interpreter again."Okay."

brothel keeper Pomfrey went back to tending to Bradley, and James, Albus, privy, and Matt left the room.

"That 's so strange,"James told them,"Why would anyone want to learn my mind ?"

"No idea,"Albus shrugged.

"I bet it was Willinson,"John growled."What a git."

"Yeah, he was probably just doing it to scare you,"Matt agreed.

"Was he even in the way when your head felt curious ?"Albus asked.

"I do n't really remember,"James II told him.

"Well, I bet Dad 'll take tutelage of it,"Albus reassured his brother.

"I guess,"James said distractedly,"I think I 'm going to go back to the common room."

"okeh, see you at dinner,"Albus waved goodbye as he, flatness, and John walked back down the step so they could enjoy the new fallen snow.

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A/N : Leslie Townes Hope you enjoyed it ! That one was longer than usual, but if I split it up, it would accept been two extremely short chapters. Please leave a reappraisal and I will answer it ! Thanks as always to Dancer Of Starlight for reading this before I posted and to my brother and other sister who are not on HPFF.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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Chapter 8 : Parties and Pranks

During the next few calendar week, the instructor had increased their preparation, each insistence that the students needed to increase their examine time. Albus found himself doing homework every day after dinner, and finding it intemperate to have time to have snow ball fights outside.

Albus had n't forgotten about his cleaning detention with Washburn, and was doing even more to try to stay away from him. During class, Albus would n't even look at Washburn. He did not say a single Christian Bible during magic spell anymore. No more talking to John and Matt while they were practicing making fruit walk across their desks.

Albus had noticed that James had changed since the hold. He was quieter, and often sat in a niche of the common room with their first cousin Cedric and Ben, whereas he used to be at the center of attending, talking about Quidditch matches. Albus guessed he was still scared about what happened during custody. Albus had n't mentioned the incident to anyone, so only him, John, and matt knew. Of course, James River had told Cedric, Ben, and his friend Nathan, but Albus rarely noticed them talking about it. He was also a bit afraid of what the incident meant, but not nearly as practically as James was.

Before they knew it, Christmas holiday was upon them. There was one day left, which was the day of Slughorn 's Christmas company. The entire school was talking about it, and envious students who had not received invitations were constantly dropping hints to ask round students about going with them. Albus would own gladly given up his invitation, but since all his cousins, James, and his dad were going, he had to go too.

Albus, John, and Matt had decided they should go a little later than the political party actually started, so they could try to dislocate in unnoticed. John in particular, was very excited about going.

"Which Quidditch role player do you consider Slughorn 's invited ?"he asked as they walked down to the dungeons.

"Dunno. Maybe he 's invited a duet !"lusterlessness responded excitedly.

"Yeah ! I sure hope so,"John said.

"conjecture we 're about to find out,"Albus told them as he opened the door and walked into the donjon. It was packed. Albus noticed almost of his cousins, with their flaming red hair. The few who had not inherited the tomentum were blending in with everyone else.

"Blimey ! How are we supposed to ascertain the Quidditch histrion with all these the great unwashed here ?"John the Divine exclaimed.

"No idea. How about we head for the solid food and hope we find them on the way ?"matte asked.

"Sounds estimable. C'mon, Albus,"trick said as he pushed through the great unwashed to get to the food. Albus and lustrelessness followed.

"You see Willinson anywhere ?"Albus whispered.

"No, but it 's grueling to tell if he 's here or not,"lav answered.

"I 'm certainly he 's here somewhere. Keep your eyes peeled for him,"Albus told his booster."I 've got to remain away from him."

When the boys arrived at the food table, they saw that Rose and Amanda were already there."Hi. Did you just get here ?"Rose asked.

"Yup, wanted to slip in unnoticed,"Albus told her as he grabbed a plate and started filling it."Seen anyone interesting yet ?"

"Yeah, actually. The rumour about the Quidditch player was right hand,"blush wine responded.

"Really ! ? Who 's here ?"John shouted, as he scanned the crowd.

"Oliver Wood. He used to be steward for Puddlemere United,"Rose told him.

"I know who he played for, Rose. He 's really here ? That 's glorious. Puddlemere United 's my squad,"John told them.

"We know, you 've told us a million prison term,"Rose said exasperatingly.

"Who else ?"Albus asked.

"Helena Yaspies, current Chaser for Chudley Cannons,"Amanda told them.

lustrelessness started choking and spat out his mouthful of butterbeer. Albus slapped him on the back."You okay, mate ?"

"I 'm hunky-dory !"flatness coughed,"The Chudley shank are my team ! I 've got to discover her ! Anyone got a quill for an autograph ?"

Rose laughed."You guy cable are crazy."

"cypher crazy about wanting to run across your favorite Quidditch players,"John told her."Blimey, Joseph Oliver Sir Henry Joseph Wood ..."

"I ever tell you that my dad used to play on the Gryffindor team with Joseph Oliver woodwind instrument ?"Albus asked John.

This time it was John 's turn to spue 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 world-class year. They played on the team together until my dad 's third year."

"Blimey ! That 's glorious ! So, you could have met him ?"King John asked.

"I have,"Albus smiled.

"You 're kidding !"John shouted,"Well, what are we waiting for ? Go introduce me !"

Albus laughed."Ok, let 's go find him. You want to come, blush wine and Amanda ?"

Rose sighed,"Sure, I guess."

"Any luck you know Helena Yaspies ?"Matt asked.

"Nope, sorry. Never met her,"Albus told his friend as they maneuvered their way through the crowd.

"There he is, Albus !"John shouted, pointing to the spine of the room."He 's talking to your dad."

Albus made his way to the binding of the room, his friends following behind him. The room was slightly less crowded in the back. There was still no sign of Willinson.

"Hi, Al !"Harry waved at Albus.

"Hi, Dad."

"What 's up ? Enjoying the political 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 schooltime ?"Oliver asked.

"Yeah, it 's great !"Albus responded."These are my booster, John Lackland Brickston- he 's a big Puddlemere United supporter, Matt Eckerton, and Amanda Tagger."

"Hi, nice to fulfill you,"Oliver told Albus 's acquaintance."So, you support Puddlemere United, John the Divine ?"

"Yeah !"John shouted, his heart lit up."I 've been to a few equal. I saw you in the last one you played in ! I was 9, but I remember it like it was yesterday. Such spectacular saves."

Joseph Oliver laughed,"That was a ripe game. I 'm glad you enjoyed it."

"It was awe-inspiring !"John Lackland said.

A marvellous brunette came walking over to the group, carrying a small boy on her hip. A little daughter was trailing behind her with a dental plate of Christmas biscuits.

"Hey, broom,"Oliver put his arm around the woman."john, flatness, Amanda, this is my wife, Heather. And this,"Oliver took the little boy from his married woman and put him on his shoulders,"is my 2 year old son, Alex. And my daughter, Buddy Holly who is 6."

"Hi,"John and matte said together.

"I stopped playing steward shortly after Alex was born. Could n't maintain up all the traveling with 2 kids."

"I remember that,"John the Evangelist told him,"I was kinda mad, but was just glad I got to see your live on match."

Oliver laughed,"I understand. I would bear been mad if I were you, too. But I 've got in high spirits hopes for niggling Alex here. He can already fly his toy broom expertly. And Holly 's already flying a real broom !"King Oliver beamed, he was obviously gallant of his kids.

"That 's pretty neat !"lusterlessness replied,"My mum would n't let me on a broom until I was 9."

"Charles Hardin Holley was on one at 5. But just because you start recent does n't mean you 'll be a bad Quidditch histrion,"Oliver explained,"feel at your DADA teacher ! Had n't set one leg over a Calluna vulgaris until he was 11."

"Yeah, but I 'm scrap at Quidditch,"Matt told him.

"Hey, Mr. Mrs. Henry Wood, could you sign my Quaffle ?"John produced a Quaffle from his bag and held it out to Oliver.

"You brought a Quaffle ? !"blush wine exclaimed.

"'Course ! After hearing those rumors, how could I not bring one ?"

"Sure, I 'll subscribe it,"Oliver took the Quaffle and signed it with a quill that he pulled out of his robes. He then handed it back to John.

"Thank you,"John whispered, as he stared in awe at the Quaffle.

"How 'bout you, Matt ?"King Oliver asked,"You want an John Hancock ?"

"Sure ! But I do n't stimulate a Quaffle."

"That 's okey. I 've got some sheepskin,"Oliver signed some parchment and gave it to Matt.

"Thanks !"mat pocketed the parchment.

Alex started whining."Hungy, hungy !"

"well, boys, I 've got to go get some food for niggling Alex, here,"Oliver told them,"Enjoy the party !"He and Calluna vulgaris walked towards the food board with Holly behind them.

"Wow, just wow,"lavatory told his friends,"That was so cool."

"I 'll say,"matte replied.

"I ca n't believe you two know him !"St. John told Albus and Rose.

Rose rolled her center,"It 's no big deal."

"You just do n't wish Quidditch that much,"Albus told her,"It 's cause you 're horrible on a broom."

"Shut it, Albus,"Rose glared at him.

"Where 's capital of Montana Yaspies ?"Saint John the Apostle 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 !"St. John grinned.

"What ?"Albus looked at him like he was gaga,"Why on earth do you need to see him ?"

"I 've been plotting a short prank,"John whispred,"C'mere."He pulled them behind a mesa and they all crouched down. John pulled a box out of his bag."This is an Exploding Eclair."

"What ?"Amanda asked.

"Exploding Eclair,"John repeated,"I bought it through owl-order from your uncle 's storehouse, Albus."

"What are you going to do with it ?"Albus eyed him warily, he happened to get been on the receiving end of an Exploding Eclair at the family line dinner before start of term. His full cousin, Thomas Bradley, had done it.

"industrial plant it on Willinson 's denture,"John told them,"But I 'll require your service. When Willinson sets his plate down, take the air by him. Close enough that he can see you, but far enough that he 'll give 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 produce him existent mad,"Albus said.

"But he wo n't cognise it 's us ! That 's the beauty of it. There 's so many people here,"John explained,"But to be on the dependable side, we 'll leave right after. We do n't need to detain if he 's here anyway."

"True,"Albus agreed.

"Everyone in, then ?"John asked, grinning.

"Yep,"they all stated.

"Then let 's go,"lavatory got up from under the table and his friends followed. Willinson was still by the desk, so Albus, Matt, Amanda, and pink wine headed over. They walked next to the food table and waited until Willinson noticed them. It did n't select long. He spotted them, smirked, and set down his intellectual nourishment. Albus saw John close in on his plate.

"hi, thunder mug, Weasel, and company,"Willinson glared,"Enjoying the party ? I 'm just waiting until the import you explode again, Potty."

"Willinson,"Albus snarled,"I 'm not planning on exploding. Are you ?"

"'Course not. When have I ever exploded ? You on the early hand,"Willinson laughed,"Do n't care the popularity, do you, baby Potty ?"

"Shut it,"mat stepped towards Willinson.

"What 're you going to do about it, Shrimp ?"Willinson towered over Matt by at least a foot.

"You think I 'd tell you what I 'd do ? imagine I 'm unintelligent ? If I told you, you 'd sleep with how to block it,"flatness growled.

"I doubt there 's a curse you know that I do n't cognise how to block."

"Probably, but I know you would n't start anything with prof ceramicist a few ft away,"Matt jerked his head in the focusing of Harry.

At that moment, Albus looked over and saw John the Evangelist. John winked at him and walked away from Willinson 's plate.

"Well, I think I 've had enough of your company tonight, Willinson,"Albus annonced,"Have a horrible Christmas."Albus started to walk towards John, and his friends followed.

"Got it planted, then ?"Albus asked when they reached John.

"Yup,"lavatory gave him a thumbs up,"We 're on."

They walked over to the room access of the dungeon so they could turn tail easily if needed. Willinson picked up his crustal plate and wandered back over to his friends. As they were talking, he picked up the eclair and bit into it.

The blowup was amazing. As soon as Willinson bit the eclair, pick exploded all over his side and in a 2 foot wheel spoke around him. A few bystanders were hit as well. It did n't appear possible that that much cream could fit in one eclair.

"Bloody Hell !"Willinson shouted, and the unanimous donjon went mum. Everyone looked at Willinson and started laughing.

Willinson looked around the room and his gaze fell on Albus."I 'll get you for this, commode,"he seethed as he stormed out of the dungeon.

"That was bloody brainy,"John said once Willinson had disappeared into the hallway.

"Yeah, it was !"Matt agreed.

The missy 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 roll in the hay it was us !"Matt said.

"Yeah, I guess. But he 'd still get us even if he does n't have it away who did it,"Albus reasoned.

"But it 's Christmas suspension tomorrow, so it does n't weigh !"John grinned.

"I suppose you 're right,"Albus smiled,"But let 's get to the common room anyway. His friends agreed, and the five of them made their way to Gryffindor tower.

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It was still too soon when they made it back to the common room, so it was quite crowded. However, Amanda spotted a few president in the backbone for them to occupy.

"So, who 's excited about Christmas ?"john asked,"I sure am, I could use a break from studying."

"You 're not going to get a fault,"rose wine told him,"We 've got loads of homework."

"Way to put a damper on affair, Rose,"Saint John answered,"But at least there 's no course !"

"I 'm looking forward to Christmas,"Albus said,"I love Christmas."

"What do you usually do for the vacation ?"Amanda asked.

"Oh, it 's big ! We all go to my grandma and grandpa 's house. Everyone. My fellowship, Rose 's class, all our aunts, uncles, and full cousin. Plus teddy and his nan. It 's pretty crowded, but it 's still fun. I love it. Usually someone winds up having too practically to drink and there 's loads of gag played on people,"Albus said excitedly.

"Yeah, it 's passably neat. We do n't all detain the whole break, though. Because virtually of us have early category to visit. My family usually stays until a few days after Christmas and then we spend the rest of the holiday with my mum 's parents,"Rose explained,"But Albus 's kinsperson spends the all break at the burrow, that 's what we call my grandparents'house."

"Yep. But about of our first cousin go straight to the Burrow from Hogwarts. My mob always goes home plate first, to visit my grandparents'Robert Graves. We always do that on Christmas Eve. Dad 's been going ever since he was 17, every year on Yule Eve. Then we get the burrow late that night."

"What do you do you lot do for Noel ?"pink wine asked.

"Oh, I love Christmas too,"John smiled,"We stay at my house and my auntie, uncles, cousins, and grandparents all come over. They never all come at the same time, though, so it gets jolly crazy. My mum freak out because she never knows how much to cook. And usually someone starts arguing about something, but it 's all right. My syndicate loves to fence, but we never get real mad at each other."

"Sounds pretty cool. You have a lot of cousin, can ?"Amanda asked.

"A fair quantity. Most of them are all younger than me, though. 'Course that means they 're outstanding to play illusion on,"John laughed.

"Well, my phratry celebrates Feast of the Dedication,"Amanda told everyone.

"Oh, that 's neat,"Albus told her.

"Yeah, it 's in force. I 'm just sword lily Hannukah is late this twelvemonth, so I 'll be home plate for it. Sometimes it 's at the end of Nov. But anyway, I have a pretty diminished kinsperson. Just 3 cousin and my aunty and uncle. And my little brother and older sister. My full cousin usually come over for two days or so and we all exchange present. It 's tranquillize, but fun."

"sound fun,"John Lackland agreed,"But I love my huge loud family. What do you do, Matt ? You 've been painful quiet."

matte looked up from the board."Christmas has never been all that fun for me, I guess. We usually go down to Australia to confab my grandparents."

"That sounds like fun to me,"John told Matt.

"fountainhead, it 's not. I do n't like Australia. That 's where-"But Matt suddenly stopped talking.

"Where what ?"St. John the Apostle asked.

"zip, zilch. It 's just, that 's where I, er, got sick for the first time. You know, how I get sick so much."

"Oh."

"Yeah, anyway, well, we visit my grandparents. My parents, me and my Sister go. My mum 's a muggle born, and we visit her parents. It 's always very formal when we visit them. They 're rich people and stuck up. Never let me do anything there. I have to just sit still and they 're always staring at me. Guess they do n't desire me to snap off anything. Luckily we only visit them at Christmas. I do n't own any full cousin. My dad 's got a brother, but he 's living in the Department of State, so we do n't see him much either. We sometimes visit him over the summer. My dad 's parents died a hanker clock time ago, before I was born. So I do n't stimulate often mob. I just wish we 'd spend Xmas at home."

Albus, John, Amanda, and blush wine just looked at Matt."I 'm dismal, flatness. I wish you had a estimable Christmas,"rose wine said sympathetically.

"Why do n't you spend Yuletide with us ?"Albus asked,"No one will notice another individual in the Burrow."

"That 's a groovy idea !"Rose shouted.

"I dunno. I do n't mean my parents will let me. Especially this short poster,"matte looked down glumly."My mum likes all of us to be together on Dec 25. She seems to think every class it will be different. That my grandparents will loosen up. But they never do."

"Blimey,"John whispered,"That stinks."

"I know,"Matt agreed.

At that here and now, James came bursting in with his friend, Nathan. They both made a beeline for Albus 's table.

"Was it really you ?"King James I shouted breathlessly,"Did you give Willinson the Exploding Eclair ?"

can grinned."It was my idea."

"Brilliant, just brilliant,"James IV smiled,"The look on his typeface ..."

"Yeah, but you lot had better watch out when you next see him. He seemed to have intercourse it was you,"Nathan told them.

"I 'm not worried,"toilet answered,"He 'll probably forget about it over Christmas."

"I sure hope so,"Albus stated. He looked at his watch. It was midnight."Well, I 'm off to bed. I 'll see you guy cable in the morning.

"We 'd all better go to bed,"pink wine stood up,"I think the train is leaving at high noon tomorrow."

Albus got up out of his chair and headed to the staircase. He could n't wait to go to the Burrow. He missed being surrounded by his class all the fourth dimension. He missed his grandmother 's cooking. Thoughts of the delectable food filed his head as he drifted off into a pleasant, dreamless sleep.

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A/N : Hope you guys like it ! Please read and review. Thanks as always to Dancer Of Starlight and my former baby and comrade. Also, thanks to QUEEN and teddysxxgirl for their critique ! Next chapter is Christmas Eve.

know this chapter is shortly, but I did n't want to combine it with anything else. It stands on its own.
Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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"Lily !"Harry shouted into the living way,"Are you ready to go ? All packed ?"Harry was standing with Ginny in front end of the front room access, with a couple trunks and grip at his feet. James and Albus were standing nearby, having a sword battle with a yoke fake wands. Albus 's wand turned into a fake parrot and emitted a loud squawking noise.

"Albus ! James I !"Ginny scolded them,"Behave yourselves."James River and Albus quickly stowed the verge and parrot into their trunks.

A small, red-headed girl walked into the room, trailing a pink rolling suitcase."Are we leaving now ?"

"Yes, we are. What were you doing in there, dear ?"Ginny asked.

"I was packing. I could n't find all my Wendy beldam dolls and had to look all over the house for them."

James laughed."Do you have to pick out them everywhere ?"

"Of course of study I do ! I could n't bequeath any of them home. It would n't be fair,"Lily explained. Albus and James laughed even harder."Mum ! Tell them to shut up."

"boy, be nice to your Sister. Now, does everyone have 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.

"Good,"Ginny waved her scepter and the trunks and bag disappeared,"Now, then, it 's fourth dimension to go. Lily, fill my arm. son, take your father's."And with a tacky crack, the potter family disappeared from their house.

A few seconds later, they reappeared in a subject field a little way away from a small township. The sun was setting and their was newly C on the primer. From the field, Harry could see tiny people walking along the streets.

"Daddy, why do we give birth to walk so far ?"Lily whined,"Why ca n't we just Apparate in townsfolk ?"

"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,"Saint James the Apostle snapped at his sister,"It 's not that far."

"Is, too,"Lily stomped away from him.

James reached down and made a sweet sand verbena and then threw it at the backrest of his sister 's head.

"Ow ! ! !"Lily screeched and ran to Harry.

James and Albus started laughing."Good one, James II,"Albus gave his brother a high five.

"Boys !"Harry shouted,"Enough ! Lily, it 's not that often further. I 'll take you."Harry picked up his daughter, who started sobbing into his jacket.

"She 's really tired,"Harry whispered to Ginny.

"I know. She 's been tangible excited about you and the boy coming dwelling for the holiday. She 's been up until midnight every Nox the past week,"Ginny said.

"She wo n't be getting a good deal sopor for the next week either, staying at the Burrow,"Harry told Ginny.

"That 's for sure."

As the thrower home moved into the Town, some people occasionally stopped to stare at them. A few stopped to say hello, but hurried off quickly. Others completely ignored them. Many the great unwashed were finishing up net minute shopping or hurrying off to church.

The little Christian church was already full of people singing. The thrower could hear the carol as they walked by. They crunched through the nose candy in secretiveness. Even King James and Albus were calm down. Lily had fallen asleep on Harry 's shoulder joint shortly after he picked her up. Harry appreciated how his Thomas Kid were always behaved when he visited his parents grave. It was kind of an unspoken thing. He had never once had to tell them to behave themselves in the burying ground. The kids would contend and bicker along the streets in the village, but would always get along once they entered the cemetery.

Harry walked into the necropolis, with Ginny, James I, and Albus following him. As he walked the intimate path to his parents grave accent, he thought about his previous visit. There was the foremost visit, of course. He could n't block 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 kids once they were born. Harry always felt sad when he visited, but this year he felt worried as well. Who was attempting to register his and his kids'brain ? What about the mystifying death of Professor Torro ?

Harry made his way towards his parents'grave and stopped in front of it. He bent down and put his hand over the names. James and Lily Potter.

Before the downfall of Voldemort, orphic deaths were expected. Of path, nowadays, there were murders every once and a while. These were usually attributed to decease feeder still at expectant or witches or wizards who believed in Voldemort 's ideals. Harry or one of the former Aurors usually caught them quickly and they were in Azakaban at the moment. Harry had had Aurors on the case of Torro ever since September, but there were still no leads. This reminded him of very lots of the days when Voldemort was at large.

What was he supposed to do ? He was doing all he could to view Torro 's killer. He could n't help but call up the death was somehow related to the legilimency that was being performed on him, James I, and Albus. And what could he do to aid reassure his sons ? The other instructor had told Harry that Saint James was more subdued in class ever since the episode during his custody with Washburn. James was obviously quite disquieted about it. Albus was, too. Harry had met with Ron shortly afterward and neither of them could do up with any new ideas of who did it. It must throw either been a student or a teacher. As much as Harry hated to do it, he realized he was going to feature to investigate his colleagues. Ginny was vex, too. However, she believed that the boys were safe with Harry at the rook. Harry knew she took solace in knowing he was near them at all clip. Harry only wished he felt as confident in his abilities as Ginny did.

Ginny knelt down next to Harry and wordlessly took the sleeping Lily from his blazonry. Harry reached into his cloak and pulled out a posy of lilies. He bent down again and placed them in front end of the grave accent stone. Harry stood up and looked at the grave, his eye glistening with tears.

"Happy Christmastide, Mum and Dad,"Harry whispered. Ginny put her arm around Harry, and the two of them turned around and headed out of the cemetery, with James and Albus in their wake.
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thirster chapter is coming up next ! It 'll be Yule at the Burrow. Thanks as always to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my other sister, and my brother. Thanks as well to siriusgirl1 for reviewing. Please read and look back !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry thrower ! Although I do own the OCs, the plot of land, and most of the Weasley cousins !

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A little while later, the Potter family appeared in the yard behind the tunnel. They walked up to the back door and Harry opened it. He walked inside, followed by his family, and saw the common topsy-turvydom. The intact Weasley kin was standing inside. It was a sea of flaming red hairsbreadth. nearly of the youngster had inherited the Weasley red hairsbreadth. The few exceptions were Albus, who looked just like Harry, and Victoire and Gabrielle, who had their mother 's silvery blonde hair.

"Mum, make him grant it back !"six-year-old lindy shouted as her buddy held her doll in the air.

"Cedric ! Give her back her doll !"Corrine Weasley yelled at her son. He reluctantly handed Lindy her skirt and ran from the room.

The tunnel was crammed with the great unwashed. There did n't seem to be room for anyone else. Teddy Lupin was currently entertaining the younger Weasley youngster by changing his capitulum and fuzz color. The one-time kids were eating various confection and talking about all sorts of things. Many of the adult were drinking eggnog and getting louder and louder by the minute.

Ron was the first to notice the Potters."Oi ! Harry 's here !"he shouted and ran towards the room access,"Hi Harry ! Great to see you, couple !"

"Hey, Ron !"

"Harry, Ginny !"Molly Weasley came bustling into the kitchen,"seed in, number in ! Are you hungry ? Want any stew ?"

"Sure,"Harry told her and he sat down at the table adjacent to Ginny. molly went over to the kitchen stove and got five bowls of lather.

"This is slap-up, Mum, thanks,"Ginny told Molly.

Albus and Epistle of James were already digging into their stew. Lily ate a few bites and then ran off to find her first cousin, apparently not tired at all anymore.

"Well, everyone 's here,"Molly told them,"They 're all in the living elbow room. I do n't hump if we 'll ever get the kids to bed."

"It 's Christmas Eve, do n't even bother,"Harry laughed.

Albus finished his stew and got up from the table. He went into the living elbow room with James and found Rose, along with his cousins Bradley, Cedric, Ben, and home run sitting together on the level. Cedric and Ben were second base years, and Omar Bradley and Mark were 3rd years.

"What 's new ?"Albus asked.

"Oh, not a good deal,"Ben told him,"Uncle George and Uncle Charlie are fairly drunk. Grammy is trying to get the vernal kid in bed. All the aunts are talking about all kinds of material. My dad, Uncle Sir Henry Percy, Uncle Ron, and Grandpa are all drinking eggnog and eating biscuit over there,"he pointed to a few chairs grouped together around a belittled mesa."And let 's see, Teddy and Victoire were snogging earlier. It was pretty gross. Who wants to see their sister snogging person ? Grammy made them stop. Now shift 's changing his haircloth people of colour all the time for the entertainment of the little kids, which is making it hard for Grammy to get them to go to bed."

James and Albus laughed."Should be an interest vacation,"James IV said,"What have you lot been up to ?"

"Oh, not lots, just talking about Quidditch,"Cedric said,"Oh, and Rose is trying to get some studying done."

"Rose ! We 're on vacation !"James looked outrage,"Now 's not the time to canvass !"

"Well, 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 fraudulent scheme,"Cedric told her."What 's up with you, James and Albus ?"

"Oh, not often. Lily 's been complaining a lot. She got really mad when I threw a C testicle at her while we were walking into Godric 's Hollow,"James told them.

"Yeah, she 's been variety of a pain, and we 've only been on holiday for a day !"Albus said as he snatched a cookie from a nearby disk."I 'm sure going to enjoy this time off, though. I have n't gone a week without detainment in ages."

"Me too !"James agreed,"I need a break from Washburn, he 's crazy."

"Definitely,"Omar Nelson Bradley agreed,"You 've missed so often Quidditch practice because of him."

"He hates me, I tell you. Hates Albus, too."

"Remember that droppings bomb in beginning class, Saint James ?"Cedric asked.

"Yeah, how could I bury that ? That 's when he started hating me,"James reminisced."Did n't learn many charms that yr due to the amount of money of sentence I used nosebleed nougats."

"I 'm hoping I get new Snackboxes for Christmas Day this year,"Cedric told them,"I 'm running out. Ca n't wait till next yr and I can go buy them at Hogsmeade."

"Definitely. Hogwarts wo n't know what hit it when we 're able to buy caper stuff all the meter,"Jesse James laughed.

"Going to Hogsmeade 's great,"Mark chimed in,"I 've bought so many sweets at Honeydukes this year."

"Not to mention everything else there. Like the deuce-ace broomstick. What a great post. And the Shrieking shack. You know it 's shrieking again this year,"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,"King 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 sentence for bed !"she shouted,"It 's nearly midnight, way past your bedtimes. Go on ! Lily, Hugo, Angie, Samantha, lindy, and Eddie ! Bed !"

"But Grammy !"Lily whined,"I do n't wan na ! I 'm not a fiddling kid !"

"No buts, Lily, bed, now !"

Lily pouted and then stomped up the stairs to the room she shared with Angie, Samantha, and Lindy.

"I see what you mean about Lily,"Cedric told King James I and Albus.

"Yup, she 's been doing it all evening. Dad actually carried her at Godric 's hollow. And she fell asleep on his berm. 'Course now she does n't want to go to bed, figures,"James I said.

"So, what does everyone think the chance of England making it to the universe Cup next year ?"Albus asked quickly, before everyone could generate to the subject of the Shrieking Shack.

"Ugh !"rose wine sighed,"Back to Quidditch again."She pulled out her copy of The touchstone Book of Spells, Grade One and continued reading.

The subject of Quidditch carried the boy the rest period of the Night and Albus was very save that no one mentioned the shrieking shack again. After a while, Molly decided it was time for everyone else to go to bed, too. James II, Bradley, Cedric, Mark, Ben, and Albus were all sharing Ron 's old sleeping room on the top floor. They trudged up the stairs while continuing their Quidditch conversation. When they reached the room, they found three set of nonsense bed crammed into the way, just as they were every early Christmas. It was a bit cramped, but they all had enough way. Albus climbed into the bottom of the bunk he shared with Saint James and fell into a restful sleep.

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"Albus ! Wake up ! It 's Christmas !"a pipe up voice screamed as Albus opened his eyes. He sat up and bumped his head on the bed above him.

"Ouch !"Albus rubbed his aching straits. He had forgotten he was at the burrow."What is it ?"

"It 's Christmastide, Albus !"Lily screeched.

"What prison term is it ? Is anyone else up ?"

"It 's six in the good morning !"Lily said excitedly."I 'm the first one up. attend, you 've got presents !"Lily pointed at the hatful near the animal foot of Albus 's bed.

"Excellent ! Looks like a in effect warhead this year,"Albus smiled."Have you opened yours ?"

"Not yet. I think I will now, though !"Lily grinned and ran from the room.

Albus heard stirring from the bed above him."You up, James ?"

"Yeah, I am now. She 's always the first base one up on Christmas,"James II yawned.

"I know, she 's even up before the Twins, Angie, and Eddie,"Albus laughed."fountainhead, mine as well get started on the present !"

Albus crawled to the end of his bed and examined his present tense. He picked up a magnanimous, soft package and knew what it was before even opening it. He tore off the wrapping and unfolded a scarlet sweater with a Gryffindor lion on it. Albus knew he 'd be getting one of these this year. His nanna always knitted everyone a sweater every year, but for each kid 's first year at Hogwarts, they got a Gryffindor jumper. Albus pulled his over his psyche and smiled."What sweater did you get this year, James ?"

"Scarlet with a gold sneaker,"James II told Albus,"You get the Gryffindor one ?"

"Yup."Albus reached for his future present. It was from his Uncle George III and Aunt Alicia. He opened it up and found a Skiving Snackbox. He grinned. He never had much use for these afters before, but now that he was at Hogwarts, they would definitely come in ready to hand."What 'd you get from Uncle George III ?"

"Extendable Ears,"James River responded.

The next present tense was in the configuration of a book. Albus knew it was from his Aunt Hermione before he even looked at the tag. When he unwrapped it, he found it was Hogwarts, A History. Albus laughed. King James I had gotten the same record last year.

"Did you get Hogwarts, A chronicle ?"Saint James asked.

"Yeah, how 'd you know ?"Albus sniggered. The next package was from his Uncle Ron, a box of Honeydukes sweets.

Albus reached into his pile of presents and found the one from his parents. It was a long rectangular box. Albus opened it and found a dragon skin wand covering fire. It was scarlet and embossed with gold social lion. Albus stared at it in awe. He had seen one of these in Diagon skittle alley when he was there buying his school provision. He had wanted it, but his dad had said no. It came with a low bottle of baton gloss."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 theme. Then silence."Wow ! This is awesome ! They got me a baton cover !"

"Me too !"Albus exclaimed,"What 's yours have on it ?"

"Snitches ! It 's like my sweater, scarlet with gold Snitches."

"Mine 's vermilion with golden lions."

"Pretty impressive,"James said.

"Yeah,"Albus agreed.

Albus continued opening his presents until there were none left. He got a lot of sweetness and Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes products. He also got a few books, including Quidditch in the Twentieth Century. But his favorite present was his sceptre screening, he kept staring at it. When Bradley, Cedric, sign, and Ben woke up, they opened their own present.

By the meter the male child had all finished opening their present, everyone else in the house was up. When they went downstairs they found Molly cooking breakfast. All the other adults were sitting around the table talking and having java and tea. The younger kids were running around playing with their presents. The older kidskin were all clustered around one of the armchairs in the living room. The male child went over to investigate.

"What 's going on over here ?"James IV asked, while squeezing in between Stanley and Fred.

"Empire State of the South 's gotten a new heather !"Fred exclaimed."Newest fashion model, a Firebolt 3000."

"Oh, wow !"James exclaimed,"Can I touch it ?"

"Sure,"Peach State was sitting in the armchiar, with her new Scots heather resting on her lap. Everyone was admiring it.

"This is so nerveless,"ling gazed at the broom,"Wait 'till the Slytherins see we have one of these on our team."

"Yeah !"Fred agreed,"Supposed to be the degraded broom yet. Just came out last week."

"Can I fly it later ?"Epistle of James asked.

"Yeah, sure enough, but I want to try it out first,"Georgia laughed,"We 'll go out after breakfast."

"Do you make love if anyone else has one at Hogwarts yet ?"Bradley asked.

"No, I do n't recollect anyone else has one !"Georgia said.

"Wow, wait 'till everyone finds out it 's my sister who got the outset Firebolt 3000,"Tom Bradley sighed,"But I do wish I got one."

"Well, I was riding a Nimbus 2000. You 've got a regular Firebolt."

"I know, but I hope I get one for my birthday."

"Breakfast is set up !"Molly called into the room.

Everyone scrambled into the kitchen and got plates of nutrient. There was n't sufficiency room at the table for everyone to eat at. The kids all went back into the animation room to eat. Albus sat down following to Lily, who was playing with her new toys and feeding at the Saame time.

"What 'd you get, Lily ?"Albus asked his sister.

"New My Little Hippogriffs,"she told him, gesturing to her toy dog."And a shove owl, which I named Hedwig. Some candy, a few talk through one's hat scepter, a jumper, some socks, a brace book of account, and a Gryffindor hat and scarf."

"That 's proficient,"Albus responded, as he started eating his egg. Rose came and sat down adjacent to Albus.

"Hi, rosebush. You get good nowadays ?"

"Yeah, I got a lot of Bible !"she told him.

"I got a few books. But the best thing is my new wand cover,"Albus grinned,"It 's upstair, I 'll show it to you later."

"Wow, that 's neat."

"Did you see Peach State 's new broom ?"Albus asked,"Its only been out a workweek. She 's probably one of the first to get one."

"Yeah, I saw it. It 's pretty impressive. You going to try it out ? ``

"Definitely. It 's got to be nifty to fly. Maybe I 'll be able to get a Scots heather next summer. I 'm trying out for chaser following year,"Albus told her.

"I 'm sure you 'll get it,"blush wine told him as she ate her toast.

"I dunno. I mean, there 's only one chaser position opening up side by side year. Samantha 'll be leaving. I bet Peach State 'll be made Captain."

"Probably. She 's the next oldest. And she 's a good drawing card,"Rose agreed.

"asset she 's got the best broomstick ever !"Albus said.

"True,"blush wine said,"But just because you 've got a in effect Calluna vulgaris, does n't have in mind you 're a good captain."

"Yeah, but Empire State of the South 's a enceinte thespian. Her new ling will only constitute her better. Slytherin wo n't stand a luck. I think we 're playing them shortly after we go back in January,"Albus told Rose."You gon na try out the broom ?"

"Probably not. I 'm not very dependable and I would n't want to go bad it."

"I doubt you 'd crash it. You 're an ok flyer,"Albus told her."But I 'm definitely trying it."

"Let 's go play Quidditch !"Empire State of the South stood up and held her ling over her head. Everyone who had been eating breakfast dropped their crustal plate and either stormed up to the bedrooms to get their own Scots heather or ran out into the playing area that was used for Quidditch practice. Albus, since he did not own his own broomstick, went directly outside. Empire State of the South had already ran out the door and was standing in the middle of the flying field, with a huge grin on her face.

"Ready, Albus ?"she asked.

"Definitely ! I ca n't await !"he told her, and he looked over to the endorse threshold 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 ?"shimmy shouted from behind everyone else.

"Sure !"GA shouted back.

"Then me !"James waved his weapons system around.

"And me !"Fred screamed.

"Me !"heather mixture pushed her way in strawman of Fred, trying to block him.

"Shut it !"Georgia shouted over the noise,"Everyone will get a number ! But right now, I 'm flying it !"Georgia mounted her ling and kicked off from the ground. The hurrying was amazing. She could take a leak play at top speed and brake seconds before she would receive crashed into the ground.

"Wow !"James screamed excitedly."That 's brilliant !"Everyone started talking at once and Albus was not able to make out anything. Peach State flew around the field for xv mo before landing beside her siblings and first cousin. She dismounted and handed the broom to teddy bear.

"Thanks !"Teddy grinned and changed his hair to red. He flew into the air did a serial of spins and turns. He flew for about ten hour and landed adjacent to Peach State."Wow, I wish I 'd had that when I was seeker, we never would birth lost a match !"

"We barely lost a mates anyway,"Georgia laughed. She took the broom and handed it to James IV. For the adjacent two hours, everyone took a turning on the broom. Even Rose got into the look of affair and flew around for a few minutes. After everyone had had a twist, Georgia decided to engineer a Quidditch match.

"Ok, I 'll be captain of my team and Teddy can captain the other squad,"Georgia decided. The two senior pilot took turns picking their team and eventually their were two team of six musician each. As there were n't enough players for full teams, six players for each had to work. Georgia 's team consisted of James, Bradley, Cedric, John Rowlands, and Gabriella. shimmy 's team consisted of Heather, Fred, Victoire, Ben, and Mark. Since Albus did not feature a broom, he could n't run. He and Rose watched from the avocation, while the younger kids played in the snow nearby.

"That was conclusion last night, about the Shrieking shanty, I mean,"Albus whispered to Rose.

"I know,"she whispered back,"Everyone 's suspicious about it. I hear people whispering about it sometimes in the Great Hall."

"That means flatness 's sense of hearing it, too,"Albus groaned,"It 's got to be frightful for him."

"Energy Department this mean you definitely believe he 's a werewolf, then ?"Rose asked.

"I 'm not totally convinced, but it does look that way. I do n't conceive I 'll be fully convinced until I hear him say so himself."

"I suppose you 're right, but I 'm middling sure of it,"Rose told him.

"How 'd you find out, anyway ? How do you know so much about werewolves ?"Albus asked.

"I 've read about them, of course. Once I found out that teddy 's dad was a wolfman, I read all about them in Mum and Dad 's old school Word of God,"Rose said.

"Oh, yeah, that makes sense. You for certain do show 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 occupy. I 'm already on chapter three."

"I have n't even started reading it yet."

Rose laughed and opened up her book. Albus looked out towards the field and watched the rest of the Quidditch match. It was a pretty good equal. Quite different than Hogwarts mate, though. There was no reader, so a few arguments erupted. After an hour or so, Teddy caught the Snitch and his squad won. Albus and his cousins trooped back into the star sign, snowy, wet, and cold. It was almost time for Yuletide supper, and Molly was cooking in the kitchen, with help from Ginny and Fleur. Albus ran up to the top bedchamber and got out his new Quidditch book and register it until supper was ready.

Christmas supper was always an interest event at the tunnel. The kitchen table was not big enough to invest everyone, so usually the young children sat there, while the previous kid and the grownup found seats in the keep way. There was always a lot of food for thought, too. The food 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 Saint James the Apostle sneaking around the animation room doing something with one of the arm chairs.

Sure enough, after Albus sat down at the board and started eating his solid food, he heard a scream from the support room. He jumped up from his electric chair and followed his first cousin into the room.

"What was that ? !"Harry shouted, looking down at the chair he had been sitting in.

Molly came into the elbow room and pushed past Albus."James Sirius Potter ! What did you do ?"

St. James looked sheepishly at her,"How did you know it was me ? You did n't see it happen."

"I raised your Uncle George III ! I know a guilty look when I see one,"Molly screamed at him,"What did you do ?"

"Shocking Seat,"Jesse James explained,"It 's a slight thing you hide on a hot seat and gives a mild electric shock to the person who sits in it."

Harry started laughing,"And I suppose it 's from your shop, George ?"

"Yup, raw product. Just came out a few weeks ago. I got James a few for Xmas. mentation he 'd care them,"George told him.

"I 'd say he does like them,"Harry grinned,"Just do n't use them on any teachers."

"Too late. I just did,"James express joy. Everyone else started laughing as well, except Molly, who went back into the kitchen.

The rest of supper went by with only a few pocket-sized pranks. Someone snuck a Ton tongue brittle into Albus 's pudding and his tongue grew two feet before Harry found out and fixed it for him. A few Methedrine exploded and a few bowls of soup crashed to the ground, mostly because Stanley had just turned 17 and wanted to use magic to fetch thing to the table for people. Eventually, everyone had enough to eat and they migrated into the life way. The adults had all had quite a bit of eggnog and flaming whiskey and were not paying a entirely lot of tending to the kids. This enabled Teddy and Victoire to sneak off into the kitchen, to be alone.

Albus and Rose decided to bet Wizard 's chess. Lily and Hugo sat down to watch. It did n't take Rose too long to nonplus Albus. pink wine was very thoroughly at chess and she was much upright than Albus. After that, the four of them played a few rounds of Exploding shot, near of which Albus won.

Eventually, Molly decided it was sentence for everyone to go to bed. Albus climbed slowly up the stairs and got into his bunkum. He was very wear upon. It had been a cracking Noel. With his abdomen total and his heart happy, Albus fell into a deep sleep.

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A/N : Hope you liked it ! I wrote this before Jo posted the Weasley/Potter family tree, so that 's why I made up my own Weasley first cousin. Although I did infer correctly that Saint James 's middle name is Dog Star ! I know it 's a bit confusing with the large amount of cousin-german I made up, so I 'll try and post a kinfolk Tree with one of the upcoming chapters.

As always, thanks to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my early sister, and my bro. Thanks also to inkheart for their reviews. Please read and retrospect !

Disclaimer- As usual, I do not own Harry Potter.

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boxing Day was usually a indolent day at the Burrow. Everyone slept late and ate whatever whenever they wanted. Albus awoke around midday, and found that a few of his aunts, uncles, and first cousin were getting cook to allow. His Uncle George and Aunt Alicia and their kidskin were getting ready to leave to visit Alicia 's parents. His Uncle Charlie and Aunt Katherine and their kids were also leaving to visit other family.

"Bye, bozo,"Albus waved as his Uncle Charlie stepped into the open fireplace with Eddie.

"Bye, Albus,"Charlie waved back,"Have a good sentence at school."

Albus walked into the kitchen and found rose sitting at the board recital Hogwarts, A History. Hugo was also there.

"sunup, Rose,"he said as he sat down next to her.

"Hi,"she said, not looking up from her book.

Albus went to the replication and made some toast. Hugo got up from the table and ran into the livelihood room. When Albus brought his breakfast back to the board, Rose had set her leger down.

"trade good, he left,"pink wine whispered,"I want to mouth to you about Matt."

"What about him ?"

"His little 'problem',"rose said,"Listen, I went snooping around Grandpa 's cogitation this morning while everyone was asleep. I want to do some more research about lycanthropy."

"fountainhead, did you find anything ?"Albus asked eagerly.

"Yeah, I did. I found a few books that have information in them. I took them and hid them in my trunk upstairs. Now that Heather 's left to see her former grandparents, I 've got my elbow room to myself. We can go understand them after we 're done eating."

"speech sound just,"Albus whispered back,"And we 've got to ask Uncle government note about it too."

"I know, I 've thought of that too. We 'll ask tomorrow. There 'll be LE people. Uncle invoice, aunt Fleur, Victoire, Gabriella, and Ben are n't leaving until day after tomorrow. Uncle Percy, auntie Corrine, Georgia, Omar Bradley, Cedric, and the twins are leaving tomorrow. I do n't want to be overheard."

"trade good cerebration,"Albus said as he took a raciness out of his toast. At that consequence, James, Cedric, Bradley, and Ben came in.

"What were you two talking about ?"James asked, as he stole a firearm of Albus 's toast.

"nada,"Albus said abruptly.

James looked at him warily,"Hmm, well, we 're going to go manoeuvre Quidditch. You want to determine ?"

rosebush looked at Albus."Um, no, me and pink wine have, er, homework to do."

James laughed."There 's plenty of clip left to do homework. Oh, well, suit yourself."Jame shoved the end bit of his toast into his rima oris and he, Cedric, and Ben went outside.

"That was close,"Rose whispered,"We ca n't let anyone detect out. Are you ready ?"

"Yeah,"Albus said as he got up from the table. blush wine got up, too, and Albus followed her to the bedroom she stayed in. They went inside and pink wine closed the threshold quietly. She went over to her trunk, pulled out a few heavy Holy Writ, and dumped them on her bed.

"If anyone fusillade in and expect us what we 're doing, we say it 's homework,"Rose told Albus. She picked up a Holy Scripture and handed it to him."Here you go. Just look through it and take anything you find about werewolves."

Albus took the Quran and looked at it. It was entitled Modern Magical Remedies. He opened it to the index and looked for 'werewolf', but it was n't there. However, 'wolfsbane'was. There was a altogether chapter on it. Albus turned to the chapter and briefly leafed through it. It was long and the print was very small. It was not the kind of reading Albus would normally do, but his curiosity about Matt 's condition triumphed over his dislike of long-winded Reading. Albus and rose wine read for close to two hours. In the time it took Albus to read about the wolf's bane potion, rose wine had gone through two of the other books.

"fountainhead, what did you encounter ?"blush wine asked once Albus had finished his chapter. She looked a bit pallid and variety of scared.

"Loads, how about you ?"Albus told her,"Are you okay ?"

"Yeah, I guess,"pink wine whispered,"It 's just, the other Quran I 've read did n't really go over what it 's like to transform. These did. Oh, Albus, it sounds horrible ! Really dreadful ! And painful. I just feel so bad for lustrelessness, if that is what 's going on. Apparently, when a werewolf is in wolf form, they must bite other fauna or mass. They 're not in their human idea, they do n't know what they 're doing ! And if there 's no other animals or multitude to burn, they bite themselves. That must be where flatness got all those cold shoulder and bruises from. He 's doing it to himself."

Albus stared at her with his lip unfold,"That 's ugly ! There 's got to be something someone could do ! Healers or someone must have it away a cure or something."

"There 's not. There 's no cure for lycanthropy. Just the Aconitum lycoctonum potion,"rose told him.

"Oh, yeah,"Albus had momentarily forgotten what he had been reading about,"The Wolfsbane potion does work out. If a wolfman takes it every night a few night prior to transformation, they will transform, but will be harmless to themselves and former citizenry. It 's really complicated to take a crap, but apparently it makes the transformations loads better."

"But why does n't flatness withdraw it then ?"blush wine wondered.

"I dunno. I guess the only way we 'd retrieve out is to ask him,"Albus told her.

"So you believe me, then ? You 're convinced he 's a loup-garou ?"rosiness asked.

"You know, I think so. I guess I 'm still not positive, but I 'm as convert 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 script. I 'll mouse 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, for certain,"pink wine followed Albus out the door.

The first cousin walked down the stairs from Rose 's room. The home was very quiet. Most of their cousin-german were outside playing Quidditch or in their room enjoying their presents. Since two of the families had already left, it was quite a bit calmer. As Albus and blush wine strode past the kitchen, Albus stopped short. Rose bumped into him.

"Ouch !"she screeched as she bumped her straits on his back.

"Shush !"Albus whispered as he pressed his head to the doorway of the kitchen,"I heard someone say my name."

Rose leaned her head against the room access as well and the two of them tried to hear for a minute or so."It 's no use ! They 're whispering. I ca n't hear anything."

"Me neither, but I swear one of them mentioned me !"Albus listened again,"I 'm moderately sure it 's my mum and dad, and your dad as well."

The presence room access banged heart-to-heart and William James, Cedric, Ben, and Bradley stormed in, dropping their Scots heather on the floor."It 's damn freezing out there !"James shouted as he tore off his gloves and scarf.

"And individual 's locked the kitchen door !"Cedric added, as he pulled off his frozen hat.

"Shush !"Albus shouted back.

"What ?"James asked as he came rushing over, followed by Cedric, Ben, and Bradley.

"The kitchen 's locked because some of the adult are in there talking about me !"Albus whispered back.

"Really ?"James looked at him curiously,"What about ?"

"I dunno !"Albus whispered back,"I ca n't pick up them, they 're being really quiet."

James thought for a moment, and then a grin appeared on his face."clock time to pause out one of my Christmastime presents."

"That 's right !"Albus said excitedly,"You got extendible capitulum for Christmas !"

"Yep, sure did I 'll go get them !"James II announced, and then he ran upstairs. He appeared a minute later holding a downcast box with a large ear pictured on it."Here they are."James tore open the packaging and pulled out seven overweight thermionic tube. He handed one to everybody and stowed the extra in his pocket.

Albus hastily pushed one end of the extendible Ear into his own ear and sent the other end to the keister of the doorway. Albus had used Extendables once before, when his cousin Gabriella had bought some at Hogsmeade and let Albus try them out. That was two class ago, and he had n't heard anything interesting. Gabriella had bought them in purchase order to listen in on Victoire 's conversations with her friend who had stayed for Christmas break. Victoire only talked about how much she liked Teddy, and Albus found that rather boring. This time, however, Albus was sure he 'd take heed more matter to conversations.

"I 'm really not for sure I should differentiate them,"Albus heard his dad say.

"I know,"his mother responded back,"If somebody invading thieir minds, it 's just they did not sleep together right now."

"I mean, I had n't really thought about when I was going to tell them,"Harry responded,"I guess I was planning on doing it when they were much sometime. I worry about what they would do with the entropy. James especially."

James turned away from the threshold and looked at Albus."They 're talking about me, too !"

"I know, shush !"Albus said as he turned his attention back to the conversation in the kitchen.

"I honestly would only trust Rose with the information, Harry,"Ginny told her husband.

This prison term it was rosiness 's bout to look at Albus."Me, too ! But whatever it is, they trust me."Rose could n't help but grin as she turned back to the door.

"I do n't want her to know, given the stream setting,"Ron said.

"Me neither,"Hermione agreed.

"I know, but it seems as if whoever 's doing it is focusing on Epistle of James and Albus,"Harry informed them."I was always suspicious about telling them, but especially now ..."

"Harry, we did n't even differentiate my comrade,"Ron said,"Why are you worrying about telling the minor ?"

"contribution of me wants them to understand what we think is going on,"Harry went on,"But the other percentage of me does n't want 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 imagine they should be trusted with that information at some point."

"I agree, Hermione,"Harry told her,"But not now. I guess I 'd just been waiting for the opportunity to present itself, have n't really thought about when I 'd order them. I suppose the best thing to do would be to expect until they 're out of school, they 'll be Sir Thomas More mature and there 'll be less of a opportunity of it leaking out."

"That sounds fair, Harry,"Ginny agreed,"Someday, we 'll severalise them about the Hallows. But right now I think we need to tattle about what 's been going on with-"

"St. James the Apostle, Bradley, Cedric, Benedict, pink wine, and Albus, what on dry land are you doing ? !"a livid articulation caused Albus to leave out his extendable Ear and he was not able to get word what his mum had been about to say.

mollie Weasley ran over to the five first cousin, a look of rage on her face."Have you been listening in on that conversation ? Obviously you have ! You have no right ! Your parents wanted to be alone ! And give me those !"

Albus, Saint James the Apostle, and their cousin did not even think about not listening to their grandmother and handed over their spike at once."And the former one ?"She eyed Saint James the Apostle 's sac. Albus glanced at it and noticed the little bit of pulp sticking out of it. James II sulkily pulled it out and handed it to her.

"I 'll be having a word with your Uncle George ! He 's lucky he 's not here right now. He should n't be giving you those for Xmas, honestly, the nerve of him ..."Molly stormed over to her desk and grabbed a objet d'art of parchment and a pinion and started writing while she mumbled to herself. Albus knew she was going to mail a Howler to her son.

The tumult outside the kitchen caused Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione to cease their conversation and make out out to see what the hoo-ha was about. Once Albus heard the threshold start to afford, he made a mad dash for the stairs, and the thundering behind him told him his chum and cousins did the same.

Albus did n't stop running until he made it to Rose 's room, and once St. James and their cousins were inside, he slammed the door shut.

"What was that all about ?"Albus asked as he sat down on one of the beds.

"I dunno,"James responded,"They obviously know something we do n't and they do n't want to secern us about it. But what did they mean by they did n't want me to experience about it especially ?"James stomped back and forth across the base, obviously mad that his parents would n't commit him with something.

"Well, that 's not the only understanding they 're keeping it from us !"rosebush argued,"They said they trust me, but still wo n't separate me."

"Must be something really tightlipped because only your parents know about it,"Ben reasoned."I suppose Omar Bradley, Cedric, and I wo n't ever bump out."

"Yeah, you will !"James insisted as he threw himself onto a bed,"Once I find out, I 'll tell you !"

"James !"rosebush shouted,"That must be why they wo n't tell you right now ! They do n't require anybody to know. If it 's something so tightlipped that they wo n't even tell any of our uncles, then they must not want a hale lot of people to know."

"But what would my parents, Aunt Hermione, and Uncle Ron know that none of the former aunts and uncles know about ?"Albus asked Rose.

"I dunno,"rose answered. The five of them sat in silence for a few transactions, trying to think of what this could be.

"You do n't think ..."Henry James started,"... that maybe it has something to do with the war ?"

Albus looked at him,"But Dad said he told us all about the war."

"It makes sense, Albus,"Rose told him,"What else besides the war do my parents and your parents have, but none of our aunts and uncles do ?"

"But my parents were involved in the war !"Cedric insisted.

"I know they were,"James said as he got up from the bed again and started pacing,"But my dad and Rose 's parents were a lot more involved. They destroyed most of the horcruxes and they were off by themselves for almost a year doing it."

"True,"Cedric agreed.

"Whatever it is, they 're keeping something from us,"James told everyone as he pounded his fist on the night tie-up,"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,"James said.

"Me neither,"Cedric said. Bradley and Ben shook their head teacher. Albus looked expectantly at Rose. Whenever mortal else did n't know about something, rose always knew.

"I 've never heard anything about them either, Albus, I 'm good-for-nothing,"Rose sighed,"But once we 're back in school, we can reckon in the library."

"I guess,"Albus said, looking down at his feet. He did not like the musical theme of his parents keeping something from him. It made him find betrayed. Harry had always told Albus that he told him everything about the war. But if these Hallows had anything to do with the war, like James suspected they did, then Harry and Ginny were keeping something from them. What were the Hallows ? And why were his parents so intent about not letting him know about them ? Why did they imagine he was n't trustworthy enough to know about them ?

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A/N : Sorry for the wait ! I have been on vacation, so have n't been capable to update. Hopefully, I 'll get my Weasley house tree up with the next chapter.
Thanks as usual to Rain is LIquid Moonlight, my former baby, and my brother. Also thanks to inkheart, Ashley, Black flack, and e.jones for their reviews !

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter.

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Chapter 15 : Occlumency and Potions

By the metre Albus woke up the next morning, his Uncle Sir Henry Percy, Aunt Corrine, and their kids had already left. Albus had not slept very well. Although he had n't had any nightmares, Albus could n't stop thinking about what his parents were keeping from him, and the thought had kept him tossing and turning almost the whole night. Once he fell asleep, he slept until it was nearly one o'clock in the good afternoon. He never even had the chance to say goodbye to his aunt, uncle and cousin. However, he did n't sustain long to dwell on it because shortly after he had gotten dressed, James burst into the room.

"Good, you 're up,"King James I greeted him, as he sat down on one of the penetrate 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."

"fountainhead, what 's been going on ? Do Mum and Dad know that we listened to them ?"Albus asked.

"They do. Grandma told them. I 'm never getting those Extendables back,"James River groaned."But I do n't opine they 're too bothered by it."

"Well, that 's good,"Albus told him,"wagerer they do n't love that we 're trying to find out what they 're keeping from us."

"Definitely. Oh, but they do require to verbalise to us in a few minutes,"James II informed Albus,"They sent me up here to wake you up."

"You do n't believe they want to yell at us about listening in, do you ?"Albus asked nervously.

"No, I do n't forecast that 's what it 's about. They just want to utter to us. Not Rose,"James IV answered.

"That 's odd. What else could they want ?"Albus wondered.

"Dunno,"James glanced at his lookout man."well, we 'd better go. They 're waiting in the kitchen."

Albus followed James slowly down the steps. He had no idea what this could be about. For a 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 Saint James, Albus, or Rose about them.

Albus made his way into the kitchen after James. His parents were in there, along with Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione. Harry gestured for them to sit down. Albus sat down in one of the president and James sat future to him, neither of them saying a word. Harry went over to the threshold, closed it, and pointed his wand at it while muttering a magic spell. Albus figured it was some kind of charm that rendered extendible Ears useless.

"First,"Harry told his sons, as he walked over and stood next to Ron,"I want to tell you that I 'm not punishing you for what you did yesterday. Both of you look like you 're sitting in a detention."

Albus smiled a little, but James did not move.

"I would have done the same affair if I were you,"Harry grinned and continued,"wellspring, let me reword that. I have done the same thing you did. mess of times. Right after your uncles Fred and George invented extendible Ears. ``

Harry started pacing around the kitchen. Albus had noticed that his sire did this whenever he was thinking about something serious. It was the Same kind of pacing that James had done the old day.

"However, what I do want to talk to you about is a grievous matter,"Harry lowered his part,"It 's about what 's been going on in the school."

Albus looked at William James. Neither of them really knew what their dad was getting on about.

"James River, when you were in detention a few weeks ago and you said your nous felt funny. Madam Pomfrey had the suspicion that someone was using Legilimency against you. I think she was right. well, I 'm for sure she was right. The way you described it is just like how it feels,"Harry told his son,"James, someone is trying to occupy your mind."

James looked shocked. Albus noticed he was a bit paler than common. He looked very much the same as he did in the days following that detention. Albus guessed that the sidereal day at the Burrow had made James I forget about that awful experience.

"Albus, about that dream-"Harry started, but was cut off.

"You said it did n't mean anything !"Albus reminded his dad.

"I thought that it did n't, until I started having the Same one,"Harry informed them,"I talked to your Uncle Ron about it and we both agree that they 're not convention pipe dream. individual is using Legilimency on us as well."

Albus felt the blood drain from his face and he was sure he looked as sick as William James did."But who 's doing it ?"he whispered.

"I honestly do n't know, Al,"Harry softened his voice and sat down future to his son."But your Uncle Ron and I are trying very hard to ascertain out who it is."

"Why does someone need to interpret our brain ?"Albus asked his dad.

"I, have a few melodic theme,"Harry answered slowly,"But I 'm afraid I ca n't tell you just yet."

Albus nodded. It was unusual that his dad could n't just puzzle out this problem. During Albus 's younger childhood years, Harry had always been capable to fix everything for him. Broken toys, minor injuries, his dad was always there to solve the problems. But this time, Harry could n't just wave his baton and create it better.

Harry drew Albus into his arms."Now, Al, I do need to know if you 've had anymore of those nightmares since that first one."

"Yeah, I have. I get them a few times a week."

"Always the same one ?"Harry asked.

"Yes."

"And have you had any while you 've been at the tunnel ?"

Albus thought for a moment."You know, I have n't. I had n't really thought about it, but I have n't had any since I left Hogwarts."

Harry glanced at Ron and got up from the hot seat."I think that 's all I need to sleep with about the aspiration for now. But if they start changing at all, you 've got to let me know right away. Just ask one of the portrayal in the common room to bump me. Do n't leave the park room to severalise me, it 's very of import that you do not wander around at night."

Harry started pacing again and he turned to face James II."Are you ok ? I know it 's a scarey opinion, that somebody 's invading your mind. But I will feel out who 's doing it. I do n't want you to vex about it too much."

St. James the Apostle just nodded, apparently still unable to speak.

"goodness. Now, it 's obviously very disturbing that individual is trying to see our persuasion and memories. Ron and I, as well as a few early Aurors are working to visualize out who it is and why they 're doing it, so we can stop them. But for now, you two have to learn how to protect yourselves.

"Ron and I have decided that you should start to get word Occlumency. I know you both already know what that is, but neither of you have had any training in the subject. If you 're able-bodied to learn it properly, then no one will be able to say your thoughts."

"Are you going to instruct us, Dad ?"James spoke for the first clock time since he entered the room.

"No, I ca n't,"Harry told him,"I 'm not a very full Occlumens and am having a hard enough time trying to close my own brain, let alone trying to teach you two."

"Then who 's going to teach us ?"King James asked, with a disturbed look on his face. He and Albus looked at each other. Harry had told them the stories of when Professor Snape had tried to learn him Occlumency in his fifth yr.

"Do n't care,"Harry reassured them, seeing the looks on their faces,"I know from experience that in order to learn Occlumency properly, it 's much better if you trust your teacher. That 's why your Aunt Hermione will be teaching you."

Albus breathed a sigh of relief. Although his aunty Hermione was nonindulgent, he knew she would be able-bodied to teach him well. There was hardly an aspect of magic that she did not do well.

"I 'll be coming to Hogwarts two Nox a calendar week until you are both equal to of protecting your minds from intruders,"Hermione informed them.

Henry James opened his mouth and was about to speak when Hermione cut him off."Not to worry, James, it wo n't interfere with Quidditch practice ! I know Quidditch is the most important affair in this family."She glared at Harry and Ron, who both grinned sheepishly.

"I 'll send an owl to the school once the offset 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 he will not mind,"Hermione inform 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 care about this too much. Your Uncle Ron and I have things under control. Just concentrate on learning Occlumency. Try to keep your guard up, as well. Constant wakefulness, as Mad-Eye would have said. I 've got to run into the Auror berth for a few hours, but I 'll be back before dinner."

When Harry opened the door to the kitchen, Rose fell into the room. 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 stair. James and Albus burst out laughing and ran out of the room after her. They found her up in her room.

"So, what was that about ?"she asked eagerly, once Albus had shut the door behind him and St. James the Apostle."Any chance they told you what they 're trying to keep from us ?"

"No,"James said bitterly, it was obvious to Albus that he was still mad about that.

"wellspring, what was it then ?"Rose pushed.

"Remember that detention that me, James, lusterlessness, and Saint John had to do with Washburn ? The one where we cleaned the hourglasses in the entryway Hall ?"Albus asked.

"Yeah,"blush wine said warily.

"Well, someone tried to read King James 's judgment during it. And someone 's been trying to say my thinker and Dad 's while we 're sleeping, too. I 've been having eldritch dreams ever since school day started, and apparently they mean person 's using Legilimency on me."

Rose stared at him, then she glanced at Jesse James, who had sat down on rosiness 's bed."You 're serious ?"

"Yep,"Jesse James confirmed,"And Dad wants me and Albus to memorize Occlumency to try and kibosh them. I get the feeling something 's happening. I 'm not sure what, but all the adults seemed a bit worried when they were telling us this. Dad does n't live who 's doing it or why. Well, he has an thought why, but he wo n't tell us. Figures."James 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 palace two nights a week as soon as everything 's straightened out with Professor Kendrick."

"Well, that 's salutary, then. I hope you two are good at Occlumency,"Rose said,"But do you two get the feeling this altogether nous reading matter might take in something to do with what they 're keeping from us ?"

"Seems likely,"Albus agreed.

St. James nodded."We 've got to envision out what they 're keeping from us. We 'll start once we 're back at school. And I do n't reckon we should tell anyone what we 're doing, since Dad 's pedagogy there. I do n't think he 'd be too felicitous if he found out what we 're up to."

"I suppose you 're correct,"rose responded.

"Yeah,"Albus said. He did n't like the idea of keeping something this big from John, lusterlessness, and Amanda, but he could see James 's point. Their father did n't want them to know about whatever this is, and if he found out they were looking, it would take a crap it heavily to name the secret.

"Saint James !"a voice shouted from downstairs,"Come help with dinner, please ! I 've got Ben cutting up veggie and you can aid him !"

James got up and went over to the doorway,"Aw, Mum ! Why ca n't Teddy do it ? He can do it by magic and it 'd go faster !"

"Teddy 's helping Victoire study ! Now get down here, please !"Ginny screamed back.

Jesse James snorted and looked at Albus and Rose, who were giggling. They were sure that chemise and Victoire were not studying, but were in fact hiding away somewhere, snogging.

"James !"his mother shrieked.

James stomped out of the room and down the stairs, muttering something about Muggle cooking.

Rose got up from the bed and shut the doorway behind James I. She turned back to Albus."Ok, we 've got to ask Uncle Bill what he knows about werewolves tonight after dinner."

"Yeah, we should. He 's leaving tomorrow. Do you really think he knows something that we have n't already scan in the books ?"Albus asked.

"I 'm not for sure. But what I want to be intimate is why someone would n't take the Wolfsbane potion or why it would n't cultivate,"rose wine told Albus as she sat down next to him.

"Good estimation. The volume I read did n't remark anything like that. But if lusterlessness 's a lycanthrope, then he 's definitely not taking that potion every month."

"Or it 's not working for him,"Rose suggested.

"Yeah, that too. But what are we going to tell Uncle Bill when he asks why we want to know about the Wolfsbane potion ?"

"I 've got it taken maintenance of,"Rose told him,"I 'll differentiate him that Professor Slughorn gave us surplus credit to inquiry an march on potion. And we 'll say that Slughorn let us do it in groups of two and you 're my partner."

"Wow ! That 's beneficial intellection, blush wine,"Albus said excitedly,"I 'd never be able to get up with that."

"It just came to me survive Nox. I knew we 'd need an exculpation because we do n't learn about loup-garou until one-third year."

"rosebush ! Albus ! I need your help for dinner party, please !"Ginny screamed up the stairs.

"Alright, Mum !"Albus answered,"We 'll be right there !"He and rose went downstairs, where they were immediately put to work slicing bread.

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Supper was late that night, and not nearly as enjoyable as Dec 25 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 door, everyone sat down and started eating.

"I 've got some bad word,"Harry announced as he poured some butterbeer for himself. Everyone stopped eating and looked at him."individual was found dead this morning time in their house. Jasmine Lomski. She worked in the Magical Law Enforcement function. Avada Kedavra was the lawsuit of death. It 's looking very leery. I 've got someone investigating, but so far nothing 's been found."

"Lomski ?"Ben asked, his face was White person. He was looking at James IV, whose face was equally blench."There 's a girl in our course of study, a Ravenclaw, Rachael Lomski. Are they related ?"

Harry nodded,"Yes, that 's her mother. Jasmine 's husband, Connor, was taking Rachael and the other Thomas Kid to see their grandparents for Christmas, so they were not home at the time. Jasmine did not go with them because she had to work tomorrow.

"But I want everyone to know that the early Aurors and I are doing all we can to find out who did this, and who killed Professor Torro, and hopefully we 'll be able to hold back whoever did it soon."

"You think the two murders are related, then ?"Chester Alan Arthur asked.

"I really ca n't be for certain yet, but I do deliver a smell they are,"Harry answered.

The respite of the meal was spent discussing the suspicious killings, and no one really had often of an appetite anymore. Hugo and Lily did not pay much attending to the conversation, and after they finished eating they ran off to act with their Christmas presents. Albus mostly pushed his food around his plate. He could n't help but wonder if the mystical killings had something to do with his foreign dreams. King James seemed to be worried, as well. He was also not eating, and his side had not regained any colour since their dad 's announcement. Ben and rosebush were n't eating either, although they looked less worried than James did. teddy, Victoire and Gabriella spent much of the meal whispering to each early with worried facial expression on their faces.

After everyone had eaten whatever they could, poster excused himself to the kitchen to get a cup of tea. climb glanced at Albus and they both got up and followed him.

"Um, Uncle flyer ?"rosiness asked tentatively,"I was wondering if Albus and I could talk 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."

Grandpa Weasley 's study was always an occupy place to visit. It was filled with all sort of muggle twist that were in various DoS of disrepair. When Albus walked into the way, the first thing he noticed was the bankrupt computer sitting on the desk. That had been a award from Albus 's aunty Hermione. Hermione 's parents had recently gotten a new information processing system and Hermione was able-bodied to get their old one to return to Chester A. Arthur. He had been thrilled and had spent much of the vacation taking it apart.

"So, what can I help you with, rosebush ?"neb asked.

"fountainhead, um, I was wondering if you knew anything about the wolfbane potion,"rose wine told him.

Bill spat out the mouthful of tea that was in his mouth."wolfbane potion ? Well, I do know a bit about that. But why do you ask to know about it ?"

"We 're doing an extra credit essay for Slughorn on advanced potions. We picked the Wolfsbane potion. Now, we 've learned a bit about it from script, but I 've got a few other dubiousness,"rosiness said.

"Sure, go ahead and ask,"notice sat down in Arthur 's chair and put his animal foot up on the desk.

Rose and Albus sat down in two early chairwoman."I guess I was wondering if there 's ever been a suit where the Wolfsbane potion has n't worked ?"Rose asked.

"It 's uncommon,"Bill told them,"But not unheard of. There have been a few people that the potion has n't worked on. It 's hard to sleep together for sure how many because there are n't a whole lot of wolfman to start out with anyway. And many do not account how the potion works for them."

"Ok,"pink wine said, while she pretended to get hold of bill on a part of parchment,"Why would n't it sour ? Or why would n't somebody hire it ?"

"A few werewolves have been allergic to the potion, or to one of the ingredients in it, so that 's why it does n't lick 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 study well, depending on what kind of mood the individual is at the meter of transformation. Which makes sense, since the nature of the transformation depends on emotions as well. Then there 's a indorse study that 's trying to figure out why the potion just does n't work. There are a few werewolves where it has no effect whatsoever. As far as why individual would n't make it, it 's a very hard potion to bring in. Not many people are able to make it. Because of that, it 's strong to receive it."

"Oh,"Rose looked up from her parchment,"I think that 's all I need to get it on for now. I 've gotten gobs of information from books. Albus and I should be capable to publish the report now."

card got up from his chair,"commodity. Glad I could help."He walked quickly out the doorway, Albus guessed he wanted to get back to the discussion about Jasmine Lomski 's murder.

Albus and blush wine left the room and went back up to Rose 's bedroom."Well, what do you conceive ?"rose asked Albus.

"I dunno. Maybe he 's not able-bodied to get the potion ?"

"Or he 's allergic to it,"pink wine suggested.

"But what about that hale emotions affecting the potion matter ?"Albus asked.

"I 'm not sure. Do you remember what Matt 's been like every time he 's get under one's skin sick ?"

"No. I mean, usually he 's tired, but that 's not really emotion. I 'd assume he 's flighty about it, but I bet all werewolves are spooky 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 tell us."

"He 's probably afraid to. Afraid we wo n't be Friend with him anymore,"pink wine said in a offended voice.

"wellspring, that 's not true ! We 'd never abandon him like that !"

"I know, Albus,"rosebush sighed,"I just wish there was a way to let him know that."

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Weasley-Potter Family Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree
Bill-Fleur Charlie-Katherine ( beldame ) Percy-Corrine ( Muggle )
Victoire, 7th year Stanley, 6th year Georgia, 5th twelvemonth
Gabriella, 5th year Heather, 4th year Bradley, 3rd year
Ben, 2nd class gull, 3rd twelvemonth Cedric, 2nd year
Eddie, 5 years old Samantha & lindy ( twins ), 6 days old

George-Alicia Spinnet Ron-Hermione Ginny-Harry
Fred, 4th year rose, 1st year James, 2nd year
Angie, 8 years old Victor Hugo, 9 years old Albus, 1st twelvemonth
Lily, 9 eld old
*all in Gryffindor*

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A/N : I hope you liked it ! My Weaslye-Potter family tree is above. I hope it helps clear up any confusion. I put Ron & Ginny in there even though I do n't own their kid. I thought it would be Sir Thomas More arrant that way. Any similarities between the above ( besides Ron & Ginny 's families, obviously ) are merely a coincidence.

Thanks as always to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my other sister, and my buddy. Thanks to inkheart for their revaluation. Please read & review !

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry thrower. Nor do I own Nintendo, the Nintendo DS, or beast Crossing.

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Before Albus knew it, the Christmastide holiday was over. The residue of the break was not nearly as eventful as the first few daytime. The day after Harry came home with the news of Jasmine Lomski 's death, poster, Fleur, Ron, Hermione, and the residue of Albus 's first cousin left to visit other kinsperson. Life at the Burrow became a great deal calmer. James and Albus spent much of their prison term playing Quidditch outside. Harry had let Albus use his broom handle. James was capable to help Albus drill his science as a Chaser, and seemed pretty surefooted by the end of the vacation that Albus would make the team next year. Whenever teddy was n't working at Weasley 's sensation Wheezes, he visited and played Quidditch with James and Albus. Lily often hung around while the games were taking place and would beg the boys to let her induce a go on one of the brooms. Occasionally, one of them would involve pity on her and bring her their ling. Eventually, James and Albus realized that they had neglected their homework long enough and had to spend the solid shoemaker's last day of break working on it. It took them much foresighted than usual, as they did not sustain Rose there to help.

Harry spent much of the lowest few Day of break pop in and out of the Auror office staff. He left early in the day and came back late in the evening. He always came abode looking tired, and Albus could tell that the investigation was not going well. His mum, grandmother, and granddaddy, seemed occupy as well, although they tried not to mention details in front of the children. James and Albus had tried repeatedly to listen in on their conversations, but Molly was much more alert of them ever since she caught them using extendable Ears. She had a heavily time keeping Teddy out of the conversations, though, because he was of age and out of schooltime. 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 with Rose, yet again looking for a compartment. Only this time, he was in lookup of a particular one, the one that John, matt, and Amanda were in.

About halfway down the train, Albus and blush wine spotted their champion in one of the compartments. There was another girlfriend in it, too. Albus recognized her as Matt 's older sister, Amy.

"Hi !"Albus grinned at his friends as he entered the compartment and sat down adjacent to John.

"Hi,"everyone greeted him and Rose.

"So, how was everyone 's holiday ?"pink wine asked.

"Great !"John smiled widely,"Got a good incumbrance of nowadays. All my relation were there at some point in time 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 shew you hombre something."She pulled out a belittled, rectangular aim and opened it to divulge two screenland, one above the other.

"What the bloody hell is that ?"whoremonger asked, gaping at it.

"It 's called a Nintendo DS,"Amanda answered,"I got it for Feast of Dedication. It 's something you play telecasting game on."

"Oh, I 've heard of video game,"Saint John said,"But I 've never seen one before. Do you have any biz for it ?"

"I 've got a few,"Amanda told him,"My favourite is Animal crossway. You get to shit your own townspeople and creature are your neighbour. I 've named my town Hogsmeade."

"Awesome,"matte smiled. `` I got one of those a patch ago. ``

"I hate to say you, but that 's not going to form at Hogwarts,"rosebush announced.

"Why not ?"privy looked at her like she was crazy.

"Too much deception around. Makes electronics not go right,"rosiness explained,"It 's in Hogwarts, A History."

"Oh,"Amanda 's smile faded as she put her DS away,"I guess I 'll just bear to act it at dwelling house over the summer. My parents thought I would care it and it 's pretty fun. They were n't really sure what to get me. They could n't get me anything to do with deception. It was quite unusual, really, not being able-bodied to spill practically about magic during break.."

"And how was your holiday, Matt ?"Rose asked.

Albus turned to look at lusterlessness. He was just now noticing how tired he looked. He also had some nasty looking partially healed cuts all over his face and coat of arms. His arms were bruised as well, and he looked like he was about ready to fall asleep. Albus and Rose exchanged glances, but did n't say anything.

"It stunk,"lusterlessness said flatly. He looked at his sis, who gave him a look.

"Why ?"whoremonger asked.

"Well, I told you how I hate going to Australia. We spent the whole break there, at my grandparents house. They 're so formal, I could n't do anything fun."

"How 'd you get all those cuts ?"John the Evangelist wondered, as he stared at a particularly cruddy cut on Matt 's forearm.

flatness shifted his eye and once again looked at Amy, who nodded her capitulum."I fell out of a tree."

"What ? !"Gospel According to John exclaimed,"How 'd you manage that ?"

"Well, you know how fumbling I am. And I was outside, trying to have some fun, because my grandparents wo n't let me do anything in the house. I was up pretty in high spirits and I slipped. I fell all the way to the ground, 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 rest inside and do homework all day,"Matt informed them. Everyone was staring at him, unable to think of something to say."Anyway, my mum and dad came rushing out, and I wound up spending a few mean solar day in the infirmary down there."

"Whoa,"Amanda whispered,"I 'm glad you 're all right field. That 's scary, though."

"Yeah,"John agreed,"Is that why you 're so tired ?"

"Nope, that 's the jet lag,"flatness answered.

"The what ?"

"Jet lag,"flatness repeated,"It 's what you get when you fly to unlike time zones. Your rest gets all messed up."

"You flew to Australia ?"Albus looked amazed,"Blimey ! That 's a long sentence to be on a broom."

lustrelessness laughed,"Oh, no ! We flew in an airplane."

"Wow !"John looked impressed,"But why did n't you just Apparate or something ? Or Flooed ?"

"The Aussie Ministry does n't allow out of country phantom,"Amy said, speaking for the first time."And our grandparents are Muggles, so we could n't Floo."

"That 's pretty awesome,"blush wine told matt,"My grandpa loves all matter to do with Muggles. One of his life-time 's ambitions is to find out how airplane stay up."

Everyone laughed. The compartment threshold opened and Victoire walked in."Hi, Amy ! I 've been looking for you."

"Hey,"Amy greeted her,"Want to stay her with us ?"

"Sure,"Victoire sat down next to Amy. She glanced at mat, who was leaning up against the window."Is your pal ok ?"

"Yeah, he 's fine. He just fell out of a tree over prison-breaking and spent a few days in the hospital. That and the jet lag are why he 's so tired,"Amy said quickly.

At that second, the compartment door opened again to break the person Albus wanted to see the to the lowest degree. 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 Son with your cousin,"Willinson glared at Albus,"idea if we speak in private ?"

"Yes, as a thing of fact, I do,"Victoire growled,"Whatever it is, you can say it here, in social movement of all of us."

"Fine,"Willinson turned to Albus,"Just thought I 'd let you bang that you 'd break watch yourself, Potty."

Victoire stepped between Albus and Willinson."And why is that ?"

"Oh, you did n't fuck ?"Willinson smiled at her,"Baby toilet here put that Exploding Eclair on my plate at Slughorn 's party. Him and his picayune posse comitatus here."

"How d'you figure that ?"Victoire continued to stare at him.

"I just know,"he answered,"So, you 'd improve lookout man out, Potty and friends."

Amy got up and stood next to Victoire."Is that a threat, Willinson ? Because anyone who does anything to my little brother regrets it."

"Oh, maybe it 's a threat, maybe it 's not,"Willinson sneered at her,"But I would n't occupy too a lot about your baby brother. Looks like he 's got enough damage already. Looks like he 's been hit by a truck."

In a bridge of five endorsement, Amy had whipped out her wand and had Willinson pinned against the rampart, holding her wand to his face."Do not touch Matt, or you will teach to rue it. You understand ? Do not do anything to him. I will find out, and you will like you 'd never even talked to him. Get it ?"Amy let him go, but did not put her wand away.

"You would n't try anything with the Head daughter here,"Willinson gestured to Victoire, as he pulled out his own wand.

"This point daughter does not care what Amy does to anyone, if they do anything to her family unit. And, I can add that if you do anything to my family, you 'll regret it as well,"Victoire pulled out her own verge and pointed it at Willinson,"Now I suggest you get out, before we 're forced to hex you."

Willinson, realizing defeat, scowled and put his wand away. He opened the compartment threshold and with one last glare at Albus, he left.

"Wow,"Albus muttered, gazing at Victoire and Amy,"I 've never seen him back down before."

"When you 've spent almost seven eld in the Same castle as him, you learn that he only does something when he has the amphetamine mitt. He 'd never try anything when there are a dyad people up against him. Especially people who are sound witches and genius than he is. He 's really quite stupid, honestly. He brags, but I do n't mean he 'd win a duel against anyone above third year,"Victoire told them.

"Every year, he picks a new showtime year to torment. We 've never been able to figure out why he picks the one he does. Usually it 's the smallest or most frightened one. I 've got no approximation why he 's picked you, Albus,"Victoire continued,"He was picked on a lot when he was a first-class honours degree year. Ever since then, he 's done the Same thing to other first years. It 's pretty low, if you ask me. If he 's got to torment someone, he ought to do it to person closer to his age.

"It 's because he ca n't win a affaire d'honneur with soul his own age. If he tried anything with anyone in our class, he 'd be hexed so much you could n't recognize him. But anyway, I would not put it past him to try something on you, Albus. Just make sure you 're never alone in the corridors and you 'll be exquisitely. He wo n't try anything where there 'd be watcher or someone to stop him."

Amy nodded in agreement,"Same 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 survive yr ?"

"Epistle of James,"Victoire said,"But after James pulled a few caper on him, he gave up. It was quite funny, really. He tried picking on Ben after that, but I stopped him."

"How ?"pink wine asked.

"He 's got this weird crush on me. Has ever since second year. But I 'd never go out with him, of course of action. He 's such a git. Actually asked me to go to Hogsmeade our third year,"Victoire laughed,"But boy was he mad when I started going out with Teddy. Still has n't given up. Somehow he thinks that with teddy out of the castle, I 'll make up one's mind to go out with him."

"It 's the Veela blood,"Amy told them.

"He 's about the just one, though. Everyone else gave up once I started going out with Teddy."

"Wow,"Rose said,"I just thought he did n't wish us for some reason."

"fountainhead, he does n't. But I do n't know why. It 'll be good for everyone when he 's gone future year,"Amy stated,"But for now, just shit sure you 're never alone in the corridors."

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Once the new term started, Albus and his friends found themselves up to their spike in homework. The instructor had already started warning them about final test, despite the fact that they were months away. It was n't only the commencement years that were bombarded with work. It seemed that all the educatee had more body of work than formula. The common room often did not abandon out until past midnight, with some students falling asleep in their reading. The fifth and seventh years were spending more clock time than everyone else studying, due to the fact that their O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s seemed much closer from this side of Christmas.

Albus and his friends tended to divide their metre evenly between the common way and the program library. They went wherever it was less crowded. Albus and blush wine were finding it difficult to determine prison term to research about whatever Hallows were, especially since they were rarely without John, lusterlessness, and Amanda. Albus doubted whether King James was getting any inquiry in either, because Samantha Meyers had increased Quidditch practice to four dark a week due to the impending Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match.

One nighttime, Albus and Rose did manage to find oneself meter to research because Matt, John, and Amanda were all doing hold with Filch. Filch had caught them dueling with Scorpio Malfoy and put all four of them in detention. The only cause Albus was not involved was because Harry had been speaking to Albus about his dreams. They had resumed once he was back in school, although they had n't changed at all. blush wine had been talking to Professor Patil about a preparation 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 rosebush came up to him and asked him if he wanted to go research. Albus was all too tidal bore, since his charms essay was not going very well. So, the two cousins made their way to the library.

"I suppose we could set off by researching about the downfall of Voldemort,"Rose suggested as they browsed through the books,"Since we 're pretty sure it has something to do with that."

"All right,"Albus agreed,"That makes sense."Albus bent down and picked out a leger,"The Rise and surrender of master Voldemort, by Minerva McGonagall. Hmm, McGonagall, that sounds so associate ... Where have I heard that before ?"

"prof McGonagall,"Rose reminded him,"She taught transfiguration when our parents were here, and our grandparents. She was in the last battle, so that 'd be a safe Quran to look at."

Albus took the book over to a board and started reading it. Rose found another book and sat down next to him. Albus decided just to start at the beginning, as he had no idea where Hallows would occur into the picture. The first chapter was about Voldemort 's childhood. Albus already knew about that, so it was all basically followup. But he read intently anyway, just hoping that he 'd read the give-and-take 'Hallows'. However, as the evening wore on, and Albus grew steadily more tired, he did not find out anything new.

"uncovering anything yet ?"he asked Rose.

Rose looked up from her book, which was entitled The account of the night artistry in Great UK,"No, nothing I do n't already know. And no mention of any Hallows."

Albus sighed,"Me either. Curfew 's soon. Why do n't we just take the record book out ?"

"audio upright to me,"Rose agreed. She walked over to Madam Pince while Albus followed.

Madam Pince glared at them as they handed her the Bible. She read the names and gave them a unknown look, like she was wondering why they wanted to scan them. Albus did n't adjoin her regard, but he knew why she was staring at them. Why would Harry Potter 's son need to understand about the downfall of Voldemort ? After she seemed satisfied with staring at them, she checked the books out and handed them back."They 're due in a calendar month. Do not pen in them or bend them or spite them in any way."

Once they were out of the library, they relaxed,"She 's a nutter,"Albus whispered.

"She 's a bit unknown, yeah,"Rose agreed.

"Acts like the Holy Writ are amber,"Albus giggled.

"She thinks we 're up to something, the way she stared at us like that,"Rose said.

"I know, but that makes sense."

"Yes, I suppose it does. I just hope she does n't tell your dad,"Rose told him as she walked up a set of stairs.

"She probably wo n't. I do n't imagine 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 plebeian room. Once there, Albus quickly went to the dorm room to cover his book before his admirer came back from detention. But after an hour of waiting for them, Albus fell asleep. It was a restless nap, as he had the Lapp nightmare he usually had. Despite this, he did not ignite up when privy and Matt came in at midnight.

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A/N : Thanks as usual to Rain is Liquid Moonlight, my other sister, and my comrade ! Please read and review.

I am not for certain when I 'll next update, since I might be in shoal by the clock time this validates. I will try to update soon, but I ca n't reach 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, details to come later, which I will set out posting as soon as I get past a sealed chapter in this. There are spoilers for this fic in my new one, so it will have to wait a minuscule while to be posted.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter. Or Ron Weasley. Or Hermione Granger. I do n't even own the pocket-sized owl in the owlery. Or the owlery for that matter. But I do enjoy writing this for fun !

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"That was vicious shoemaker's last dark !"John groaned as he sat down next to Albus at breakfast the next sunrise. Albus had awoken early and could n't get back to sleep. John and Matt were both sound asleep, so Albus had just gone down to breakfast with out them.

"I 'll say,"lusterlessness sat down on Albus 's other side and winced as he did so,"I ache all over."Matt was just starting to get back to normal after his tree incident over breakage. In the few days after returning to school, he had walked very slowly and Albus could secernate that he was sore. Albus had assumed he had gotten a few break dance bones from the incident, but never asked, as Matt did n't appear too keen on discussing it.

"What 'd he throw you do ?"Albus asked while he watched Matt rub his arm.

"clean and jerk Moaning Myrtle 's privy,"John answered as he piled his plate with orchis and Baron Verulam,"It was twisting. He had us do it the Muggle way of trend. He had us doing it for 3 minute. We could n't negociate to get it clean the way he wanted it. And he made Matt scrub the floor, so he had to be down on his workforce and knees the all night. I could narrate it was making his harm from falling out of that Tree hurt worse, so I suggested to Filch that I could do the floor and matte could do the sinks, but Filch said no. He seemed to engage delight in seeing Matt suffer. It was awful. Amanda had to do the commode with Malfoy. He did something to one of them that made it regurgitate. That was gross. So she had to cleanse that one again and Matt had to re-scrub the floor."

"Maybe you should see if Madam Pomfrey can do anything for you ?"Albus asked Matt. matte had only eaten a few bites of toast and was wincing every time he moved.

"You know she does n't do anything for pain induced by Muggle cleansing,"John said disgustedly.

"Actually, I think I will go see her,"matte mumbled and got up from the table,"I 'll see you in defence mechanism Against the night Arts."

Once Matt left, can shook his heading,"You know she wo n't do anything to help oneself him."

"I know, she probably wo n't if he says the injuries are from cleaning. But she will if he says they 're leftover from that whole Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree thing,"Albus reasoned.

"Hope so,"John agreed,"He was uncollectible last night when we were doing the custody. Filch was horrible to him, told him to scrub faster. And Malfoy smirked at him every clock 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. rosebush sat down in Matt 's empty seat.

"detention 's bad enough with Filch, but Malfoy kept muttering about mat not even being capable to Muggle clean and jerk. Filch did n't discover any of it."

"Ugh,"Rose groaned,"I hope I 'm never in hold with him."

"You 're never in custody,"Albus chimed in.

"I know. I never get caught,"she grinned. This was true up. Albus knew she had pulled her fair share of pranks on the Slytherins, usually involving some kind of sweet from Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes that turned various body portion into different colors. And there was no way anyone could pin it on her.

At that moment, the bird of night arrived with the postal service."aspect, it 's plot of land,"rosebush announced as a big tawny owl arrived at Albus 's place. Patches was rosiness 's family 's owl."He 's got a letter for you and James."

Albus called James over and the two of them looked at the letter. Albus opened it and interpret it silently.

Dear James IV and Albus,
I hope the new term is going well. I imagine you
disbursal much of your time studying. I have managed
to secure an empty classroom for our Occlumency
lessons. They will aim spot in the Transfiguration
room on Tuesday and Saturday evenings, at eight o'clock.
We will start this Saturday. I 'll see you then.
Say hi to Rose for me.
With Love,
auntie Hermione

Albus looked at James I,"Well, I guess we 'll go on Saturday."

"Yeah, I suppose. Blimey, I ca n't think this is going to be fun,"Saint James responded.

"Probably not. But it 's got to be undecomposed than the Occlumency moral Dad had,"Albus reminded him.

"Yeah,"James agreed,"Well, I 'm off to Potions. I 'll see ya later."

"Bye."

"Occlumency, cool,"Gospel According to John said,"I wondered when you 'd protrude those."

Albus had told John, Matt, and Amanda all about the dreaming and Legilimency shortly after they arrived back at the castle."guessing we 're starting on Saturday."

"We 'd better be off to DADA,"John reminded them. Albus got up and followed John out of the Hall, with Amanda and Rose following.

lustrelessness never showed up in pa. Albus doubted that he would because he looked pretty worn out at breakfast. Albus figured his dad must accept known that Matt was in the Hospital annex because he skipped right over his gens during attendance. It was a thoroughly DADA moral. They spent the majority of it practicing disarming each former. Albus and John had a good fourth dimension doing so, as both of them were quite skilled with that specific spell. They were the few who were good at it. Most of the other students had a punishing clock time with it, which was why Harry had them practicing it so often. He stressed that it was one of the most significant spells to overcome. Amanda, in fussy, was having a hard time with it, but she did carry off to demilitarise Rose once during the object lesson.

Charms, on the other hand, was another disaster. Professor Washbburn stormed into the room, and Albus immediately stopped talking. He was sitting at his common back table with John, rose, and Amanda.

Washburn quickly ran down the attendance list, stopping at Matt 's epithet."Where 's Eckerton ?"he barked loudly. No one answered."Potter ! Where 's Eckerton ?"

"In the Hospital flank,"Albus whispered.

"Speak louder !"Washburn screamed.

"I said he 's in the infirmary Wing, Sir,"Albus said.

"He 's always in the Hospital Wing. What 's wrong with him this time ?"Washburn muttered to himself.

Albus chose not to suffice that question and he sat lower in his seat.

"wellspring, we 're going to have another attack at levitation today,"Washburn growled,"But we 're not levitating feather this time. All of you who are somewhat skilled at this class have managed that already,"he glared towards the backbone table and his eyes rested on Albus."You 'll be levitating books, so do n't hit anyone with them. Go on, get started."The course of study all took out their books and wands, while Washburn took his common 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, Rose, and Amanda. After a few attempts, pink wine had managed to levitate her book, although she received no extolment from their professor. John was capable to do it after a one-half minute of drill, not receiving any congratulations either. Amanda was having a bit more trouble, but was still doing intimately than Albus.

With ten bit left in the class, Washburn started making his round of golf to all the students, and much to Albus 's dismay, he stopped at his table.

"Well, ceramicist, let 's see if you 're better with books than feathers. Go ahead, hover it,"Washburn sneered.

Albus muttered the tour quickly and his book managed to get a few inches off the table before falling back down.

"Do it again,"Washburn glared at him.

Albus did it again, this time making the playscript float a replete foot off the table. Albus was so floor that he jerked his wand and caused the book to depart speeding towards one of the Windows. Albus knew what was going to happen right before it did. The Christian Bible flew right at the window, not stopping when it reached it, and soared straight through. The glass shattered and showered a few bookman with shards. They screamed as the methamphetamine cut their arms.

"Potter !"Washburn shouted,"must you always make trouble in this class ? !"

Albus did not say a word, he just stared down at his desk.

"custody ! Saturday night !"Washburn screamed,"You,"he pointed at the bookman who were showered with glass,"Go to the Hospital Wing. The ease of you, course of study dismissed."

"Um, professor,"Albus whispered,"I ca n't do custody on Sabbatum night."

"And why on earth not ?"Washburn seethed,"I 'll determine when you 'll do detention."

"I 've got a confluence with my aunt."

"Your auntie can wait."

"No, she ca n't. I 'm supposed to get, er, lessons from her,"Albus said, not wanting to reveal what the moral were."You can ask the Headmaster."

"Fine. I 'll do that, then,"Washburn told him,"Now get out !"

Albus ran quickly out of the room and managed to catch up with his friends as they were entering the Great Hall for lunch."That was horrible."

"I know,"John Lackland agreed.

"I hate charm,"Albus groaned as he sat down at the table,"I do n't desire to do that custody. It 's gon na be tough now that he 's got to put it off until after Saturday."

"He definitely will,"rosebush agreed,"Hey ! lusterlessness, you 're back !"

mat came over to the table, looking a bit better than he did that morn."Yeah, bad I missed two example. I heard about what happened in Charms. That Washburn 's an idiot."

"So Madam Pomfrey actually helped ?"John looked at matt in awe.

"Yeah, she did,"Matt told them,"And it 's a good affair. I do n't think I could have gone to any classes today if she didn't."

"But why ?"lav asked,"Did you say the injuries were leftover from the autumn ?"

"Nope,"Matt responded,"She knew they were from detention. But she healed them anyway. I guess because I was n't totally over the whole tree thing. She seemed pretty upset about the unit thing. Kept going on about how irresponsible Filch is and how he should n't accept made me do all that cleaning. Said she was going to spill the beans to the Headmaster about it and everything."

"Blimey,"John looked at Matt warily,"I 've never seen her mad about injuries from Muggle cleaning before. Always says we bring it upon ourselves."

matt shrugged and piled his plate with solid food and started eating, not elaborating on his slip to the hospital Wing.

Albus had a unusual feel that there was More to the tree fib than Matt was letting on about. He could tell that Matt was trying to cover something up, and he could n't facilitate but think about the werewolf research that he and pink wine had done over jailbreak. There had been a full moonlight over the vacation and Albus kept thinking that the shoetree narration was just a cover up. He saw how mat had looked at his Sister before telling the fib and he seemed a bit leery on telling it in the first spot. As Albus started eating his tiffin, he decided to watch matte carefully around the time of the succeeding full-of-the-moon lunation, which was in two weeks.

image potions with the Slytherins was after lunch that day. Albus thought the category went pretty well. Slughorn lectured on the Shrinking solvent during the first half and the second one-half was spent attempting to make the potion. Albus was partnered with John, and although their potion was a spectre lighter than the trust colouring, both boy thought they did pretty well.

`` What 's that, potty ? '' Scorpius Malfoy appeared behind Albus as he was putting his vial of Shrinking root on Slughorn 's desk at the end of class.

`` A potion, what else do you retrieve it could be ? '' Albus answered flatly.

`` face more like cat sick, '' Malfoy laughed as he put his potion, which happened to be the perfect people of color, onto Slughorn 's desk. `` Ca n't even brew a simple shrinking result. ``

`` At least I can disarm someone, which is a unit lot more utile than making potions, '' Albus retorted as he started to leave the room. Malfoy had extreme trouble in disarming his partner during that forenoon 's DADA class.

`` As if I 'd try disarming if someone were attacking me, '' Malfoy laughed. A few of his pal giggled behind him. `` A hex would function loads better. ``

`` You know perfectly well that disarming works better than curse, Malfoy, '' Matt had caught up to them in the dungeon corridor, `` professor ceramicist says that every time we practice disarming. ``

`` And I suppose you 're an expert on defense now, Eckerton ? Judging by the way you looked live on nighttime, a five twelvemonth old could beat you in a duel, '' Malfoy sneered at him. `` By the way, rumor has it that madam Pomfrey actually healed your hurt from net night 's detention. That admittedly ? ``

matte froze and stared at Malfoy. `` Yeah, so ? '' he whispered.

Malfoy smirked, `` After I heard that I went up to see if she 'd heal my injuries. My handwriting 's been aching all day. She glared at me and told me if I should cogitate about my hand the next time I 'm about to break the linguistic rule, then she shooed me out and said to get to class. ``

`` Good for you, '' lusterlessness answered.

`` Well, why ? Why 'd she heal you, but not me ? What 's so special about you ? '' Malfoy asked.

`` I dunno, '' mat glanced around at his friends.

`` There 's something Wyrd about you, '' Malfoy stepped towards Matt.

`` Why do n't you just shut it ? '' John shouted and pulled out his wand.

`` Gon na deliver your friend, Brickston ? '' Malfoy pulled out his own wand, `` Or maybe you could tell me why he 's always in the Hospital offstage. ``

`` Do n't guess I can, '' John the Divine answered, `` But I could make sure you spend the rest of the day there, if you like. ``

`` Ooo, gon na duel me ? '' Malfoy turned to privy, `` Well, I dunno what 's up with Eckerton, but I 'm going to discover out. ``

`` What 's going on here ? '' Amy came running up behind Malfoy, `` What do you guess you 're doing ! ? '' she shouted at Malfoy, once she realized that his wand was still pointed at Matt.

`` Ah, Eckerton 's baby ! Maybe she 'll tell me why Madam Pomfrey treats him special ? '' Malfoy grinned maliciously at Amy.

Amy stood between Malfoy and matte and glared at Malfoy, `` That 's none of your business organisation. And if you point your scepter at him again, you 'll regret it. '' She turned around, threw her arm around Matt, and dragged him away towards the stairs.

`` Believe me, I 'll bump out, '' Malfoy smirked at John, put his wand away, and sauntered off towards the Slytherin usual room.

`` Blimey, '' John said, once Malfoy was out of hearing, `` He 's mad. ``

`` Yeah, he is, '' Albus agreed, `` He knows something 's up with matt, too. And I do n't cogitate he 's going to collapse up until he finds out. ``

`` Well, we ca n't let him obtain out, then, '' whoremonger stated.

`` But we do n't even recognise for sure ! '' Albus reminded him.

`` True, '' King John shrugged, `` But I think we 're rectify. And Amy 's so protective of him. Did you see her face when Malfoy asked her to tell him ? ``

`` She was seething. Just like on the gear after time out, '' Albus said, while starting to walk up the stair to the Entrance Hall.

`` We 've got to observe out for sure. ``

`` He 'll tell us what it is eventually, '' Albus insisted, `` He 'll realize that he can rely us. ``

`` That 's the matter, I do n't get laid 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 former sister ! Also thanks to inkheart for the critical review. Please read and review !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry thrower, or anything related to it.

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Albus and his supporter spent the next few years trying to annul Malfoy. It was n't hard since nigh of their spare clock time was spent in the common elbow room doing homework. Matt was especially leery of Malfoy and made sure to hide behind John, who was a point taller than him, whenever they passed Malfoy in the halls. Despite this, Matt seemed to act like the confrontation with Malfoy had never happened, and did not seem to require to state Albus or his early friends what his enigma was. John did not seem surprised at this, but Albus had thought that maybe after what had happened with Malfoy, matt might want to confide in mortal. Amy also had started keeping a conclusion eye on matte after this issue, which was odd because during fall terminal figure, she would often go a day or two without talking to Matt. Now it seemed that she was checking up on him at to the lowest degree once a day.

`` Hi, guys, '' Amy greeted Albus and his Quaker on Sat even. Albus, can, Matt, Rose, and Amanda were all clustered around a tabular array in the common room, working on diverse homework duty assignment. `` What 's everyone up to ? ``

`` Homework, '' Matt groaned. He was working on a particularly difficult essay for Potions.

`` Well, some of us are working on it, '' rose wine chimed in, glaring at John.

`` What ? '' Gospel According to John smiled innocently, `` I 've got all tomorrow to do it. ``

pink wine sighed, `` You 'd do ameliorate to start it today. ``

`` I know, '' trick agreed, `` But right now I 'm enjoying watching you study, while I sit and do zippo. '' rosiness groaned and went back to her reading.

`` So, '' Amy started, as she sat down next to flatness, `` How are you ? ``

`` I 'm fine, '' mat replied, `` But I 'd be better if you 'd do this essay for me. ``

`` Not gon na happen, '' Amy grinned, `` I 'm glad you 're doing right. Have you all been staying away from Willinson ? He has n't bothered any of you, has he ? If he has, I 'll get Victoire to put him in his place. ``

`` No, '' Albus answered, `` Have n't talked to him since the train. Strange, really. ``

`` well, good, '' Amy said, `` Hopefully it 'll stay that way. But do n't go alone anywhere. He does n't give up this quickly. ``

`` We know, Amy, '' lustrelessness snapped, `` You 're not our mum. ``

Albus looked up from his piece of work at the sound of the impending argumentation. He could have sworn he saw matt 's eye flash gold, but they were back to their usual wild blue yonder within a second.

`` Jeez, Matt. I 'm just making certain he does n't disoblige you. Mum said- ''

`` I know what Mum said ! '' lusterlessness cut her off loudly.

`` Could you please be a bit quieter ? '' Amanda asked in a fray pure tone.

`` Sorry, '' Amy and matte mumbled and continued arguing in diffused articulation.

Albus glanced over and saw that she was working on her astronomy charts. She had been having a tough clock time in uranology all year. `` Need any help ? ``

`` Ugh, '' Amanda groaned, `` It 's uranology. I 'm tripe at it. I 've been doing this chart for the past 60 minutes. Anyone know when the side by side full Moon is ? ``

Both Amy and Matt jerked their head word toward Amanda. `` Two hebdomad from tonight. The 24th, '' Matt whispered quickly, then looked back at Amy. Amy glared at him and they resumed their argument.

`` Uh, thanks, '' Amanda looked cautiously at both Matt and Amy, and then started writing furiously on her chart.

Albus glanced across the table at Rose, who was already trying to grab his attention. The cousin-german looked at each former for a few irregular, and then quickly returned to their homework. cypher said anything for a few min, with the exception of Amy and Matt, who were still arguing. However, they were doing so so quietly that Albus was unable to draw out any of the words.

`` Blimey ! '' Saint James the Apostle had walked over to the tabular array and standing behind blush wine. `` Who died ? ``

`` Huh ? '' Albus looked up from his work.

`` You 're so quiet ! '' James replied.

`` Oh, uh, '' Albus glanced at Amy and flatness, `` They were arguing about something. ``

`` Ah, sibling sexual love, it 's a tremendous thing, '' James grinned, `` So, you ready to get your mind read by Aunt Hermione ? ``

Albus looked up at the clock, it was quarter to eight, `` Bloody Inferno, I forgot about that ! ``

`` Good affair I remembered, '' St. James the Apostle said.

`` Yeah, '' Albus put his book 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.

`` goodness luck, '' John waved as Albus followed his Brother. Amanda waved, but did n't look up from her employment. matte and Amy were too busy arguing to notice Albus and Rose leave.

Albus, James, and Rose left the commons room to find a derelict corridor. `` practiced, no one 's out here, '' pink wine whispered.

`` Why ? '' Epistle of James asked.

`` Wanted to let the cat out of the bag to you two alone about our, er, inquiry, '' Rose answered. `` Have either of you found anything ? ``

`` Nope, '' Albus told her, `` I 've been reading turn of McGonagall 's Quran before I go to bed every Night. It 's the only 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 much as read the discussion 'Hallows'. ``

`` Er, I have n't even found a book to take yet, '' James River confessed.

`` Well, find one soon ! '' Rose scolded, `` We 've got to find out what our parents are hiding from us ! ``

`` I know, I know, '' James said.

`` I 've read a brace so far, and ma'am Pince keeps eying me when I check them out, '' rosiness told them, `` But I 've got a feeling we 're not going to line up anything in Koran. ``

`` Really ? '' King James grinned, `` Are you doubting books ? ``

`` Shut it, William James, '' Rose warned, `` I 'm going to start looking at the old vaticinator articles they have in the library. ``

`` Sounds proficient, '' Albus said as they rounded the recession and walked towards the transfiguration room.

When they walked in, Hermione was standing near a gem catchment area that Albus recognized as the Pensive. Hermione was pulling idea out of her head with her wand and placing them into the basin. Albus wondered if maybe those thoughts had to do with what his parents were keeping from him. If only he could see the memories without Hermione knowing.

Hermione turned around when Albus shut the door behind them, `` Hi, boys ! '' she greeted.

`` Hi, '' James River and Albus said back.

`` Oh, and rose wine, 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 effective, '' Rose answered, `` onus of homework, but I 'm getting it done. I 'm afraid I lost a few points on the last magical spell essay. I hope I did n't, though. ``

`` I 'm sure you did fine on it, '' Hermione reassured her. `` How about you two ? How are your classes going ? ``

`` All right, '' James replied, `` But I 'm afraid I lost Thomas More than just a few degree on my last Charms essay. '' James laughed.

`` And I 'm not so surely you did fine on it, '' Hermione responded, `` And you, Albus ? ``

`` Oh, it 's going well, I suppose, '' Albus told his aunt, `` And I 'm afraid I completely failed the Charms essay. ``

`` Do n't worry, I 'm sure as shooting you at to the lowest degree scraped a passing mark, '' 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 ? '' Rose asked, `` I 've read a bit about Occlumency and it sounds very interesting. ``

`` Of track you can bide. I do n't conceive I will feature you do any practical work, but you 're receive to watch the theory, '' Hermione informed her.

`` You mean, we 're going to have indication to do ? '' James asked disgustedly.

`` Of course, '' Hermione laughed, `` What did you anticipate ? ``

`` I dunno, Dad 's Occlumency deterrent example were all hard-nosed, '' King James I reminded her.

`` I know, but I feel it 's better for you to learn the theory as well, '' Hermione informed them, `` Now, could you all sit down ? ``

Albus, James, and Rose all sat at the table closest to the teacher 's desk.

`` Good, now I 've got some Good Book for you, '' Hermione picked up two books and placed them in front of Albus and James, `` rosiness, I did n't know you 'd be studying this as well, so I do n't cause a Holy Writ for you. You can look on with your cousins and if you decide to keep open coming to our lessons then I 'll get you a Book, too. ``

Albus looked at his Christian Bible. It was entitled, Legilimency and Occlumency : The Art of Seeing Others'opinion and Protecting Your Own Mind.

`` Creative title, '' James whispered and they both laughed.

`` outdoors the books to page five, please, '' Hermione told them, `` Now, as you are both mindful, Legilimency is what is used to see into another soul 's thoughts, or as some say, read their minds. When the patch, Legilimens, is used, a person can see into another 's view. This can be done if the person getting the go performed on is waken or asleep. When the person is awake, they feel an odd sensation in their drumhead, kind of like a headache, but not exactly. They often also see their own memories. If the person is asleep, then they often have unknown dreams or dreams about their memories. ``

`` Hey, Voldemort 's in this book ! '' Rose exclaimed. Albus notice that she was leafing through the first 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 staring case of why Legilimency and Occlumency are both very dangerous if used in the wrongfulness way. Voldemort was able to tell exactly where his end feeder loyalties really lay, as well as restrain others from knowing his innermost view and arcanum. ``

Hermione continued her lecturing for a one-half minute, giving a brief overview of the first off chapter. This chapter explained what Legilimency and Occlumency were and went over the basics needed to try Occlumency. James and Albus were expected to read the initiatory chapter and answer a few questions before the adjacent class.

`` Now, for the future half hour, I 'd wish to start the hardheaded facial expression of this lesson, '' Hermione stood up and picked up her baton. `` Who wants to go first ? ``

King James and Albus looked at each other. `` You 're older, you go first, '' Albus told his brother.

`` All right, '' James stood up and pointed his wand at his aunt.

`` Remember, there 's no spell. You 've got to close your judgement. hold a few minute of arc to try to clear all thoughts from your fountainhead. ``

Henry James lowered his wand and started to stare directly at the bulwark behind Hermione. After a few minutes, a white look appeared on his face.

`` Good, '' Hermione said, `` Ready ? ``

Epistle of James looked back at her with a nervous looking on his face, `` I suppose. ``

`` Legilimens ! '' Hermione shouted.

James looked horrified as he stared at his aunty. He dropped his wand and pressed his hand to his forehead. Hermione continued to direct her sceptre at him, but it was obvious that he was n't succeeding at closing his idea. He had sunk down to the floor, with his hands on his principal. Hermione lowered her wand and walked over to him.

`` Are you all right ? '' she asked, extending her hand for King James I to grab.

`` Fine, '' James mumbled as he took Hermione 's script and stood up again, `` It 's just, that 's exactly what it felt like when someone did that to me during detention. ``

`` That 's because that was what someone did to you during detention, '' Hermione explained.

`` But I did n't listen anyone shouting 'Legilimens', '' James told her.

`` They were doing it non-verbally. We 'll get to that point in our lessons eventually, but for now I will do it verbally so you know what 's going on, '' Hermione said, `` Now, that was a pretty full try for the maiden meter. You see now how voiceless it is to close your mind. ``

`` Yeah, '' James agreed as he sat back down.

`` Your turn, Albus, '' Hermione announced.

Albus had momentarily forgotten that he, too, had to have his aunt register his mind. He got up, his heart beating fast. He had never had Legilimency performed on him while he was awake, and he did not know what to expect.

`` Try to crystalize your mind, '' Hermione told him as she walked a few invertebrate foot away and turned around to wait.

Albus tried to make his judgment, but it was hard. His cerebration were consumed with whether Matt was a werewolf or not. He was also constantly thinking about what 'Hallows'could possibly be. Not to mention the reason why he was having these lessons in the commencement place. It was difficult not to think about individual seeing his thoughts.

`` gear up ? '' 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 memory. He was four years old and James had stolen the toy Calluna vulgaris he had received on his birthday. James was flying it around while Albus chased him. The scene changed and he saw the time he dropped a sharp knife onto his ft, but instead of slicing it open, the knife just bounced off it. He had been four then, as well, and that was the showtime magical thing he did. The scene changed yet again and Albus was seven and was playing with his cousin at the Burrow. Then he was at home, reading his Hogwarts letter. The fit changed for a concluding prison term, he and pink wine were sitting in blush wine 's bedroom at the tunnel, researching about lycanthrope. Albus 's heart beat faster. He could n't let his aunt see that.

`` No ! '' Albus exclaimed, and the classroom reappeared in battlefront of him. He glanced around and was half surprised that he was still standing up, since King James I had collapsed during his attempt.

Hermione was looking at him and then she glanced at blush wine, then back to Albus. She had obviously seen a bit of the last computer memory. `` Well, you actually managed to stop me, although not by normal agency of Occlumency. But that is very near for a initiatory try. What was that finale retention ? ``

`` goose egg, nothing, '' Albus replied quickly, averting his gaze from his aunt.

`` Very well, I think that is enough for tonight. Albus, Jesse James, maintain practicing. Try to close your mind before you go to bed. I 'll see you all on Tuesday. salutary luck with all your class. And try to act yourselves during appeal, '' Hermione added.

`` We do ! '' James insisted, `` Professor Washburn just does n't like us. ``

`` Be that as it may, you do need to pass by his category, '' Hermione reminded them, `` Good night. ``

`` nighttime, '' Albus, James, and Rose said as they left the classroom.

`` So, what was that memory that you did n't want my mum to see ? '' Rose asked curiously once they were out of earshot of the classroom.

`` Later, '' Albus whispered, glancing at James.

`` Blimey, that 's some strange poppycock, Legilimency and Occlumency, '' James announced after a few moments of quiet, `` But you seem practiced at it, Albus. ``

`` Maybe, '' Albus responded.

`` Better than me. I could n't do anything during it. Just kind of forgot everything except the retentiveness 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 initiative fourth dimension. And anyway, I 've got to think of something better to do than just shouting out random things. People will suppose 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 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 park elbow room, Saint James the Apostle immediately went to his dormitory so he could tell his friends about the lesson.

`` So, what was the storage ? '' Rose whispered to Albus.

`` When we were researching about werewolves, '' Albus told her, `` I did n't want Aunt Hermione to experience about that. ``

`` Why not ? '' rosiness asked.

`` I dunno, really. I mean, it 's not like she had a trouble with Teddy 's dad. I guess she just came awfully finale to seeing our other research, '' Albus explained.

`` Good point, '' Rose agreed, `` But you know, you 've got to practice this. What if she does receive out about that ? She 'll recount Uncle Harry. ``

`` I know, I know, I 'll exercise, '' Albus assured her.

`` commodity, '' rosebush seemed meet, `` Now, we 'd better get to bed. in force dark. ``

`` Night, '' Albus said as he walked to the door to the dormitory room. As he lay in bed trying to get to sleep, listening to Bilius 's stertor, he tried to fold his head. 'Think about nothing ,'he kept repeating in his mind. But it did n't work, because Albus yet again had the same nightmare.

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A/N : Hope everyone liked it ! I am a bit embarrassed to admit that I have been typing my own sister 's username ill-timed in the preceding few Author 's government note I 've done for this fic. Her figure is Dancer Of Starlight. I must be mixing it up with another site. So thanks, Dancer Of Starlight for reading this and helping me with it ! Thanks also to my other sister and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart, for the reassessment, you 're awful ! Please read and look back, everyone !

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During the following two weeks, tensions ran high between the Gryffindors and Slytherins. As the impending Quidditch match grew nearer, there were to a greater extent and more duels in the corridors. These usually resulted in various thespian having to go to the Hospital Wing. Luckily, no one had been severely injured yet. However, both star sign were starting to be very protective of their players. Samantha Meyers forbade anyone on the Gryffindor team from wandering the corridors alone. She was also getting more and More vivid with her practice schedules. Samantha had started scheduling a practice for every night of the week. Every evening, the Gryffindor squad came trooping back into the park room well after wickedness, looking tired and worn out. Slytherin was also practicing each day, but they got an early time in the evening.

Nightly Quidditch practices did not forecast well for James 's Occlumency lesson. He had asked Hermione if he could hop-skip the lessons until after the equal, but she would not allow it. James grudgingly skipped his Quidditch recitation, much to Samantha 's dismay. She was not glad about Jesse James missing practice. Hermione actually sent her a letter, which got her to lay off badgering St. James the Apostle about practice.

Albus thought he was making a bit of procession with his Occlumency. He had been reading the book and doing the homework, although he did not enjoy it. Occlumency was like having another social class to take, so he wound up with more prep than the rest of his classmates. Albus had not yet succeeded in preventing Hermione from entering his psyche, but he usually managed to force her out after a little piece. He was relieved that he had so far prevented her from discovering his Hallows research. Despite this, he was still having strange nightmares a twain of nights a workweek. James was not making nearly as lots advancement as Albus. He had yet to check Hermione 's Legilimency at all, and was still collapsing on the storey occasionally. James was getting increasingly fed up with Occlumency and did not enjoy the lesson at all.

As the Quidditch match, and the full Sun Myung Moon, grew closer, Albus started to watch Matt for signs of sickness. The day before the match, Matt almost slept through breakfast. lav had to heat him up before he left for the Great G. Stanley Hall. Albus watched him throughout pa and noticed that he was much more tired than usual. He kept his head on the desk the entire class and did n't take any notes. Harry did not say anything about this, which Albus persuasion was strange because whenever anyone else fell asleep in other socio-economic class, the teacher woke them up. Albus could n't remember a fourth dimension when person fell asleep in pappa, 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 slower than usual, `` Just tired. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus said warily, `` But if you want to go to the infirmary annexe during Charms, I 'll volunteer to subscribe you. ``

`` I will too, '' John Lackland agreed, `` Anything to get out of that division. ``

The boys immediately stopped talking once they entered the spell schoolroom and went to their usual back board. Once he sat down, Matt put his fountainhead down on top of his book. Washburn stormed into the room a few seconds later and started taking attendance.

`` I 'm lecturing today, take out your promissory note, '' he barked at the class. Everyone silently found quill feather and parchment as Washburn pointed his wand at the plank. Notes appeared on it and Albus started copying them down. Washburn started talking and droned on for about half the full stop without stopping, even when student raised their handwriting to ask questions. Albus did not glance up to look at him at all. Once he finished copying his preeminence, 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 book binding mesa, `` This is not nap time ! ``

`` I do n't recall he 's feeling well, sir, '' John said tentatively.

`` I did n't ask how he 's touch ! '' Washburn growled at John. `` Now wake up and pay attending ! '' he shouted again.

lustrelessness slowly picked up his head and stared at Washburn, `` Huh ? ``

`` I said this is not nap meter ! '' Washburn screamed.

`` Oh, sorry, '' Matt mumbled. He stared down at his book and rested his point on his hand.

Washburn grumbled something incoherent and got back to his lecture. Matt kept his head up the rest of the class, but did n't take any notes. Although he did go to Astronomy after dejeuner, Matt did not seem to pay very much tending in that grade either. After class was over, he went up to the dormitory room and slept straight through dinner.

`` What other explanation could there be ? '' rose wondered aloud in the common way that nighttime. She, Albus, John, and Amanda were sitting around a table after dinner. The pre-Quidditch couple inflammation kept the chaos and disturbance in the unwashed room up, so no one was paying a lot attention to what they were talking about.

`` I do n't consider there is another one, '' Albus told her, `` He 's got to be a wolfman. He gets cat every broad Moon and leaves overnight. When he comes back he 's still sick and he 's got hurt. ``

`` I 'm sure he is one, '' John agreed, `` Just hope he tells us soon, or I 'm just going to take in to tell him I know. It 's gon na be backbreaking to hide that we know. ``

`` recall how hard it is for matte ? 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 first cousin 's new broom, we 'll be unvanquishable. ``

`` Definitely, '' Amanda agreed, `` I ca n't wait to see it in activeness. ``

`` You 've really gotten into Quidditch, have n't you ? '' Rose giggled.

`` Sure have, it 's so much proficient than football, '' Amanda told her.

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The match was to be held in the early afternoon, which was a bit later than the previous Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff match. Albus and his booster spent the earlier section of the day playing adept 's cheat and Exploding Snap in the common way. Matt seemed too tired to play anything, so he laid on one of the lounge and watched the games. Albus noticed the Gryffindor team huddled in one recess of the elbow room, reviewing last arcminute tactics. James I looked a bit neural, which was understandable considering the last match landed him in the Hospital Wing.

The morning dragged by, but eventually, everyone started to seduce their way down to the pitch after lunch.

`` Should be a good 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 substantially ones, '' John told him.

`` That 's what I 've heard, too. Dad says they were usually the most exciting ace in his Clarence Shepard Day Jr. here, '' Albus informed John.

`` weather could n't be big, though, '' John lamented. He was right. The weather condition was not cooperating for a game of Quidditch. Although the visibleness seemed to be a bit better than Gryffindor 's last match, the Charles Percy Snow was falling at a steady rate and it was bitterly cold.

`` Hopefully it wo n't last as long as death metre, '' Rose pulled her cloak tighter, `` I 'm freezing. ``

`` Me, too, '' Matt agreed. He was already shivering, and was a few tempo behind everyone else.

Albus and the sleep of the radical slowed down to allow Matt to catch up with them. `` Well, I just hope James does n't get injured again, '' Albus said.

`` promise not, '' Amanda agreed.

The five first geezerhood made their way through the crowds and found their way to a few tooshie on Gryffindor 's side of the stands. As they were walking slowly to match mat 's pace, they were some of the last the great unwashed in the stands. They found their seats just before the comment started.

`` Welcome to the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin compeer ! '' Sweeney Todd Smith shouted over the bunch, `` This is a highly anticipated match that should test to be as exciting as always. The weather 's brutal, but that should n't stop a well trained team.

`` And here come the team ! First onto the pitch is the Gryffindor team. headwaiter Samantha Meyers, followed by Sakartvelo Weasley, Fred Weasley, broom Weasley, Bradley Weasley, Ryan O'Malley, and James Potter ! ''

The team flew around the pitch once and then landed next to each other on the ground.

`` Here are the Slytherins. Captain Talan Flint, followed by Lance Goyle, Thomas J. Jackson Naiser, Ferris Henry Fielding, Peyton Haines, Hailey Odele, and Glenna Dabney. ``

The Slytherins flew once around the pitch and landed in straw man of the Gryffindors. The referee, Alan Oteski, had the maitre d'hotel shake hands, and the teams were off.

`` professor Oteski releases the Quaffle, Bludgers, and Snitch, and the players are up ! Quaffle goes to Fielding and he 's flying towards the Gryffindor goal stake. Oh, decent Bludger work by O'Malley ! Quaffle goes to Meyers, she flies down the pitch, passing to the two Weasley chaser. And Heather Weasley scores the first goal ! ``

The Gryffindor team scored three goals within the showtime five instant. Slytherin had not managed to get any finish past Georgia.

`` Of course, the exciting part of this game is Peach State Weasley 's new ling. It 's a Firebolt 3000. The fastest broom yet ! It seems to be proving itself in this biz. What with Empire State of the South 's incredible science, and that broom, I 'd be surprised if Slytherin scores any goals at all ! '' Sir Alexander Robertus Todd shouted excitedly.

`` She 's amazing ! '' John 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 ride it ? '' John asked.

`` Maybe. If you come to my place over the summer, I 'll ask her, '' Albus told him.

`` Awesome ! '' John grinned.

`` Another finish scored for Gryffindor ! Making the account 40-0 in favor of Gryffindor ! Fred Wealsey has the Quaffle, he 's storming up the lurch, headed to the Slytherin goal postal service. Ouch ! Hit in the back with a Bludger sent from Naiser. Odele has the Quaffle now and is headed towards Georgia Weasley. She passes to fielding, who attempts to seduce a goal. And saved ! Wow, I did n't think a Calluna vulgaris could move that fast, '' Todd was jumping up and down at the commentator 's dais now.

`` Flint does not bet happy, '' Albus commented.

`` No, he does n't. front like he 's fix to hex person, '' lavatory agreed.

`` Would n't put it past him, '' Rose chimed in, `` These friction match are known to get ugly. ``

The game continued for a while, with Gryffindor scoring a few More end. Slytherin did manage to get one end after Flint River sent a Bludger at Georgia right when Odele was attempting to score.

`` Think this match will last much longer ? '' Matt asked.

`` Dunno. Does n't look like James II or Dabney have seen the Snitch yet, '' Albus peered out at the field. `` They 're just hovering above everyone else. Looks like they 're trying to ride out out of it. I can see why. The Bludger work is getting filthy. ''

And it was. All the Gryffindor chasers were sporting some form of injury. Sakartvelo had a intrude bleed, but seemed to be ignoring it. Odele and Haines both had taken Bludgers to arm and it seemed to give birth affected their ability to catch the Quaffle.

Albus looked over at Matt. He was sitting down, shivering, with his header resting on his hand. `` You ok ? ``

`` I guess. I just hope the match is done soon, '' Matt winced.

`` neediness to go back inside ? '' Albus asked.

`` No, I 'll be fine, '' Matt insisted.

`` Another destination for Gryffindor ! Making the match 110-10 Gryffindor ! '' Todd bellowed, `` And the match is getting ugly. Ouch ! Fred Weasley takes a Bludger to the head, causing him to drop the Quaffle. But it 's caught by Meyers ! She passes to Scots heather, who scores another goal !

`` Flint appears to have abandoned the Bludgers and is soaring up towards Potter and Dabney. What 's he up to ? Meanwhile, Thomas Bradley Weasley hits a well aimed Bludger towards Fielding, who drops the Quaffle. dorsum to Flint. It appears that he is getting into an argument with Dabney. I wonder what they 're saying ? Hope it 's crucial. Looks like his neglectfulness 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 destination posts with the Quaffle. `` What 's he doing now ? He 's snaffle clench of Georgia 's Calluna vulgaris ! Foul ! Flint has grabbed Peach State 's Scots heather and appears to be preventing her from keeping ! Foul ! '' Sir Alexander Robertus Todd screamed angrily. Odele took advantage of the site and scored a goal.

Oteski blew his whistle, `` Penalty stab for Gryffindor ! unneeded grabbing of opposing custodian 's broomstick. Honestly, you should cognise better ! Such an obvious foul ! And that goal does not depend ! ``

`` Gryffindor captain, Meyers, easily scores the penalty shot, bringing the sexual conquest up to 130-10 Gryffindor, '' Todd announced, `` Slytherin chaser, Fielding, manages to get the Quaffle and is flying towards the Gryffindor finish posts. Bradley Weasley sends a Bludger towards him and, ouch ! He 's knocked off his broom. Lucky for him, he was low to the ground. But looks like he 's out for the relief of the game, probably broke his arm or something. ``

`` This is amazing ! '' trick exclaimed, `` I 've never seen Quidditch like this. I wonder if Slytherin 's ever lost by this a great deal before. ``

`` I dunno, '' Albus responded, `` But I do n't think their Seeker 's very dependable. All she 's doing is following James around. And Flint was yelling at her for something. ``

`` Probably telling her just to catch the fink so they can end the misery, '' lav laughed.

`` James better catch the Snitch soon, '' mat groaned, `` I do n't think I can take much more than of this. '' He was huddled on his seat, holding his breadbasket in pain.

`` Sure you do n't want to go in ? '' Albus asked.

`` I dunno, '' mat moaned, `` Maybe. ``

`` flavour like Potter 's seen the sneaker ! '' Todd shouted. James had started speeding towards the Gryffindor goal situation, with Dabney following closely behind. `` The Slytherin beaters seem to be trying to hit Potter with the Bludgers. But, hang on, the Gryffindor chasers and beaters seem to have surrounded ceramist, protecting him from Naiser and Flint. Blimey ! I 've never seen anything like it ! And it worked ! Potter caught the snitcher ! ``

The gang erupted into applause, Gryffindors storming the ground, lifting St. James the Apostle up into the air. They started walking back to the rook. The Slytherin team was looking homicidal and Flint was screaming at Dabney.

`` Let 's go, '' blush wine said, looking at Matt.

`` Oh, good, '' Matt moaned as he slowly stood up.

`` You want to go to the Hospital extension ? '' Albus asked.

`` No, I do n't recall so, '' matt said, leaning on John for support.

The five booster slowly made their way up to the rook. By the time they got there, everyone else had already made it back. It took them a patch to climb the stairs to Gryffindor tower, but eventually, they made it.

When they entered the common room, a party was already in full moon swing. Matt made a beeline for the dorm and did n't look back.

`` Albus ! '' James II 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 dependable team. No way they 're in the running play for the Cup now. Blimey, losing 10 to 300 ... ''

`` You did capital ! '' Albus grinned at him, `` Dad would be very proud. ``

`` Proud of what ? '' a articulation came from behind them.

Albus turned around, `` Dad ? ! ``

`` What are you doing here ? '' James asked.

`` Came for the political party. Blimey, things have n't changed a bit. The party after we beat Slytherin were always best. Anyway, congratulations, James ! ``

`` Thanks ! ``

`` We 're not being too flash, are we, prof Potter ? '' Samantha Meyers had come over to see what was going on.

`` No, 'course not ! '' Harry grinned, `` Ca n't expect you to be quiet after that win. Just quiet down by midnight. ``

`` Sure, no trouble ! It was amazing, was n't it ? '' Samantha said excitedly.

`` Oh, it was brainy, '' 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 IV 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 nifty. ``

******

The party in the Gryffindor common room lasted well into the even. Most of the Gryffindors did not even go down for dinner. Albus 's cousin-german had managed to bring a thoroughly bit of food up to the common room, so there was really no motive to go to the Great dorm. Harry left shortly before dinner, though, so he could join the residue of the staff for the meal.

`` Honestly, I 'll never get any work done with this noise, '' pink wine sighed. She, Albus, John, and Amanda were sitting around one of the tables in the rough-cut room eating sugariness. Rose was the only one trying to get any work done.

`` Why bother ? You 've still got tomorrow, '' John commented, `` Hey, I got your dad, Albus. '' John the Divine held up a Chocolate salientian card.

`` I do n't see why everybody 's got to party so late into the eve, '' rosebush said, `` It was n't that spectacular a win. Slytherin was dreadful. ``

`` That 's the full stop, '' John told her, `` Slytherin 's usually got a pretty right team. It 's the precept of the matter. Gryffindor and Slytherin are Brobdingnagian rivals, and when we beat them, it 's a ground to celebrate. Even if they 're rubbish. ``

`` Whatever, '' blush wine put her fingers in her ears and continued to read.

`` And their new Seeker 's frightful, '' Albus said, `` I bet she could n't see the Snitch if it was the right way in front of her human face. ``

`` Yeah, she 's no match for James River, '' Saint John the Apostle agreed, `` I 've heard from some of the honest-to-goodness educatee that he 's as practiced as Ted Lupin was. ``

`` Well, he should be, '' Albus laughed, `` shimmy 's been training him ever since St. James the Apostle could get on a broom. I think they started when St. James the Apostle was about five. ``

`` But he 's got it in his blood, too, '' Amanda chimed in, `` I mean, Albus, your dad was the honest seeker Gryffindor 's ever seen. And your Uncle Charlie was a gravid seeker, too. Plus, your mum played for the Holyhead tube-nosed bat. ``

`` Yup, '' Albus grinned, `` Quidditch is a in high spirits priority in my family. ``

`` Guess Rose just did n't get any of those Quidditch factor, '' John the Divine poked rosiness and she jumped.

`` Shut it, Saint John the Apostle, '' rose wine told him, `` Where 's Matt ? ``

`` Still sleeping, '' Albus said, glancing at the doorway to the residence hall, `` Been there ever since the end of the match. ``

`` wellspring, why do n't you go agree on him ? '' Rose suggested.

`` All right, '' Albus got up from his chair and walked to the residence hall. When he got there, he saw that matt was reasoned asleep in his bed.

`` Matt ! '' Albus whispered, `` Hey, Matt ! Get up ! '' Albus lifted matt 's arm up and it fell limply back onto the mattress when he let go. `` awaken up ! '' Albus shouted a fiddling louder.

`` Huh ? Wha'? '' Matt groggily lifted his psyche and grimaced.

`` You all right ? '' Albus asked with a look of concern on his face.

`` Ugh, '' flatness groaned and sat up. `` What time is it ? ``

`` Almost six, '' Albus told him.

`` Ohh, '' lusterlessness slowly got up off the bed and swayed, `` I 've got to go to the Hospital offstage. ``

`` wellspring, I 'll take you, '' Albus grabbed flatness 's arm so he would n't fall.

`` No, I 'll be fine, '' matte said.

`` No, I 'm taking you, '' Albus insisted. Matt did not resist any further and leaned on Albus for backup. They made their way down into the common way, where the political party was still in wax vacillation. Albus led lustrelessness 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 flight of stairs 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 lustrelessness 's weight unit. lustrelessness was leaning on Albus more and Thomas More by the hour, `` lady Pomfrey will fix it. ``

`` No she wo n't. She ca n't, '' Matt 's vox wavered as he talked.

`` Here we are, '' Albus opened the door to the Hospital Wing and led lusterlessness inside. ma'am Pomfrey was waiting and rushed over to Albus and Matt.

`` It 's ok, costly, come on, '' she pulled Matt away from Albus and let him lean on her, `` I 'll take up it from here, Albus. You 'd best go back to your mutual room. ``

Albus turned to leave, but not before seeing Madam Pomfrey soothing lustrelessness, who had started to cry. Albus shut the room access, wishing he could do something to help. Matt seemed to be doing worse this month than he had the past months. He had n't seemed any different during the past few days, but maybe he was just good at hiding his emotions. Albus had forgotten to focus on figuring out what Matt was feeling in the sidereal day leading up to the full moon moonlight due to being preoccupied with homework and Occlumency deterrent example. Why did this month seem unsound ? What was going on ?

Albus pondered these thoughts as he walked slowly back to the common room. How could he convince matte that it would be safe to tell Albus his secret ? Would he ever distinguish ? And more importantly, was there anything anyone could do to help ?

`` Something troubling you, Potty ? '' a cold vocalism said. Albus looked up and saw Quinton Willinson, flanked by two other Slytherns, standing at the top of the stairs that Albus was climbing. `` fancy a stroll by yourself ? ``

`` Go away, Willinson, '' Albus growled as he reached the top of the stairs.

`` It 's a free castle. Not curfew yet. I 'm free to cheat 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 wand and pointed it at Willinson.

`` I just do, '' Willinson snapped his finger and his cronies pulled out their wand and pointed them at Albus, `` And now you 'll pay. ``

`` Expelliarmus ! '' Albus shouted, and Willinson 's verge flew out of his hired hand and landed on the base. A rent second later, two green of light came from the former two Slytherins 's wands and hit Albus in the breast. Before he knew what was happening, he stumbled backwards and fell down the stair. He blacked out halfway down, and the lowest thing he saw was Willinson and his two friends running in the polar direction.

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A/N : Sorry for the cliffie ! well, not really, I do like putting them in. Originally, this chapter did not have a cliffie, but it was quite light so I stuck about half the next chapter at the end of this one. So now it 's a bit retentive than usual.

Thanks as usual to my sister and now official beta, Dancer Of Starlight. Thanks as well to my brother and my early sister. Please read and review !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter

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`` You have no idea who did it, then ? '' Albus heard his dad ask.

`` No, when Neville found him, there was no sign that anybody else had been there, '' brothel keeper Pomfrey whispered.

`` Well, when I find out who did it, there 'll be trouble, '' Albus heard a strike and he figured his dad had just slammed his fist onto something hard.

`` Harry, please be a bit quieter. I 'm sure whoever it is will be punished. ''

`` I 'll be sure as shooting of that. ``

Albus opened his eyes and looked around. He was in the hospital Wing. Judging by the darkness outside, it must have got been the middle of the Night. He had no mind how many 60 minutes had passed, but he guessed it must make been quite a few. Albus tried to sit up, but was immediately hit by a searing pain in his head 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 castanets ! '' ma'am Pomfrey pulled Harry away.

`` Neville found you a couple 60 minutes ago. You were laying unconscious at the bottom of one of the staircases. It was obvious you 'd fallen down, but it looked like soul had stunned you as well. You 've got a break through skull, a few broken ribs, and a give arm. '' Harry answered, once he sat down in the chairman next to the bed. `` But who did it ? ``

`` Quinton Willinson, and two other Slytherins I do n't get it on, '' Albus told him.

`` What class are they in ? ''

`` Willinson 's a seventh yr, I dunno about the others, '' Albus answered.

Harry slammed his paw onto the bedside table and stood up, `` 7th year ? ! Bloody hell ! What in the name of pigeon hawk 's saggy left- ''

`` Harry, calm down ! '' madam Pomfrey rushed over to clean up the water jug that had fallen off the table.

`` Sorry, '' Harry resumed his buttocks, `` But honestly, what seventh class gangs up on a first yr ? ``

`` Victoire and Amy Eckerton warned me. They said he picks a commencement year every year to torment. And they told me not to go anywhere alone, because he never picks a conflict unless you 're alone. Apparently he 's not a very beneficial dueler. But I totally forgot about that when I took matte here, '' Albus looked around at the empty layer around him, `` By the way, where is he ? ``

`` Nothing to concern about now, '' Madam Pomfrey said shortly.

`` Well, Willinson will be getting detention, and loads of it. And those two other Slytherins as well. I 'll be talking to Slughorn, '' Harry muttered.

`` Oh, Dad, I disarmed Willinson ! '' Albus said excitedly, `` I 'd forgotten about that. Right after I disarmed him, the other two stunned me and I fell down the stairs. ``

Harry grinned, `` Brilliant. You 're great at disarming. And if the other two were n't there, you 'd have been ticket. But, it 's hard to disarm three thaumaturgist at once. ``

`` It 's getting late, I think you 'd better turn over Albus a chance to sleep, Harry, '' madam Pomfrey came over holding a goblet of potion.

`` All right wing, '' Harry stood up and gave Albus a gentle hug, `` I 'll be back in the morning. G'night, Al, I love you. ``

`` Love you, too, '' Albus awkwardly hugged his dad back, `` Good night. ``

`` I 've got a potion to help you slumber, '' dame Pomfrey handed him the potion, `` Drink up. ``

Albus took the goblet and downed it in one gulp.

`` Knew it was only a matter of time before you showed up here, '' Madam Pomfrey muttered, `` Potters seem to be ineffectual to keep themselves out of this billet ... ''

*****

`` What happened, Poppy ? '' Albus heard someone ask.

`` Bad transformation, really bad, '' Madam Pomfrey replied grimly.

`` What can you do ? '' the articulation asked, Albus recognized it now as Neville.

`` I 'm really not for certain, '' brothel keeper Pomfrey sighed, `` I 'll deal the usual potions and heal the ivory, but other than that ... I 've got to contact St. Mungo 's. ``

`` I 'll do it, '' Neville announced, `` Is Albus ok ? ``

`` He 'll be amercement, '' Madam Pomfrey assured him, `` I 'll keep him here until tomorrow morning. ``

Albus heard Neville leave and Madam 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 shelf. Albus opened his eyes briefly and saw that the bed at the end of the row had the pall shut. That 's where Matt was. And Albus had been right. He was a werewolf. Any dubiety that Albus had was gone. He felt unhinged with dread at the thought of flatness going through that transmutation every month. Stuck with a curse that prevented him from living a normal animation. Albus knew what life-time was like for a lycanthrope. He heard about Teddy 's dad 's biography. 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, `` near, eat up. ``

`` Is Matt going to be ok ? '' Albus asked nervously.

`` Never you mind, '' gentlewoman Pomfrey answered as she walked back to Matt 's bed and disappeared behind the curtains. She spent much of the next hr bustling back and forth between Matt 's bed and her study, where Albus could see her consulting account book and mixing potions. Albus watched her and find she looked much more worried than usual. What was going on ?

Neville returned about an minute later, followed by a tall, balding man in lime green robe. Albus recognized them as Healer robe. lady Pomfrey came out from behind the curtains when she heard the door loose and walked quickly over to the two men.

`` I 'd improve go obtain Amy, Poppy, '' Neville announced.

`` Yes, I suppose you should, '' Madam Pomfrey answered, `` poor people dear will be worried cat when she sees him. ``

`` I know, '' Neville sighed and left the room.

ma'am Pomfrey turned to the early man, `` Oh, dear, they 've sent you, therapist Sterling, '' she welcomed the therapist with a suspiration of fill-in, `` I was afraid they 'd send one of the trainee healer. ``

`` No, no, I insisted on do, '' Healer Sterling assured her, `` I 'm the one in 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 finish your breakfast ? ``

`` I 'm not hungry, '' Albus mumbled.

madam Pomfrey 's expression 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 state of affairs, '' Madam Pomfrey said as she and healer Sterling walked towards lustrelessness 's bed, `` Now, it 's best for you to get some quietus. ''

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 good luck charm on him. He had witnessed his parents using that spell before. He sighed and picked at his egg, but he really could n't eat anything. He knew that Madam Pomfrey really was not certain whether matte would be ok. Albus sat pondering about what could be wrong, when a loud strike jolted him out of his thoughts.

Albus turned around in his bed and noticed that the banging was coming from the doorway. brothel keeper Pomfrey ran out from behind the curtains and headed towards the door. `` Who 's there ? '' she shouted.

`` blush wine Weasley, '' Albus heard his cousin 's vox, `` Why are the threshold locked ? Ca n't we hail in and see Albus ? ``

`` I 'd rather you did n't. I 've got another student in here who needs quiet, '' Madam Pomfrey said through the closed door.

`` Is it lustrelessness ? '' pink wine asked, `` Because he 's still not back yet. ``

dame Pomfrey sighed, `` Yes. ``

`` We 'll be quiet down, '' pink wine answered, `` I promise. ``

`` Oh, all rightfulness, '' lady Pomfrey opened the door, `` But only for a little while. ``

Rose walked through the door, followed by John, Amanda, and St. James the Apostle. `` Oh, Albus, are you all right ? '' she whispered as they neared Albus 's bed.

`` I 'll be fine, '' Albus told them.

`` What on earthly concern happened ? Never saw you after you took Matt here last night, '' whoremaster 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 problem, I tell ya, '' James IV shook his head, `` Drove me mad until Victoire talked to him last class. ``

`` Yeah, well, he does n't look to be listening to Victoire this year, does he ? '' Albus responded, `` Anyway, I disarmed him, but his two friends stunned me at the same time and I fell down the step. Got knocked out halfway down and woke up here. ``

`` Whoa, are you ok ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I 'm mulct. Got a few expose bones, but they 're healed now. My head still hurts, though, '' Albus rubbed his forehead.

`` We were so disquieted when you were still gone this morning, '' pink wine told him, `` rifle heterosexual to Uncle Harry 's study and he told us you were here. By the way, he said he 'd be visiting later this morning. ``

`` Dad was here terminal night, too, '' Albus said, `` He 's really angry about it. He 's going to chip in Willinson heaps of detention. ``

John grinned, `` Excellent. He 'll finally be getting what he deserves. ``

`` Well, I 've got to get going. Quidditch practice, '' King James announced as he got up from the bed.

`` But you just had a friction match yesterday, '' Rose shook her head.

`` Does n't matter. Sunday 's one of our usual practice solar day, '' James reminded her. `` sword lily you 're well, Albus. '' James waved and left the room. As he left, Neville, Victoire, and Amy came rushing through. Amy ran straight to Matt 's bed with tears in her eyes and Neville following quickly behind. Victoire stared at her questioningly, but turned to Albus 's bed.

`` I told you not to go anywhere alone ! '' she sighed.

`` I know ! '' Albus replied, `` Sorry. I was just taking Matt here. He was pretty sick last night, and it did n't occur to me that I 'd be walking back to the common elbow room alone. ``

`` Oh, I understand that, '' Victoire answered, `` But just be careful from now on. ``

`` I will, '' Albus assured her. Sometimes, it felt like his older cousins were just extra parents.

`` wellspring, Uncle Harry 's infuriated, so I do n't mean you 'll have to worry much anymore, '' Victoire told him, `` I heard him talking to Slughorn earlier. Apparently, Harry and prof Longbottom are going to involve play overseeing his detention and let 's just say he 's not going to consume much free prison term in the coming weeks. ``

`` Good, '' Albus responded.

`` I 'd better be off, '' Victoire said, `` I 'm due to tutor Gospel According to Mark in August 6 in a few min. I was just with Amy, she started getting hysterical when Neville came and found her in the common way. But she would n't tell me what 's going on. I do n't suppose you know ? ``

`` Nope, '' Albus said.

`` Well, I 'll see you later, '' Victoire started to head towards the doorway, `` Whatever it is, I hope lustrelessness 's ok. ''

`` Ok, now that she 's gone, I 've got to tell you about lusterlessness, '' Albus whispered, `` Come closer, I do n't require Madam Pomfrey to see. ``

Rose, John, and Amanda climbed onto Albus 's bed. `` What about him ? '' trick asked.

`` He 's a werewolf, '' Albus muttered.

`` What ? '' John exclaimed a bit too loudly, `` How do you experience for trusted ? ``

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered, `` He was n't here last nighttime when I woke up. And this morning, prof Longbottom and dame Pomfrey brought him here, but he was unconscious. ``

`` I knew it, '' Rose whispered.

`` Anyway, Madam Pomfrey said he 'd had a really bad transformation, '' Albus told them, `` He 's still unconscious. And there 's a Healer from St. Mungo 's here. They 're all behind the curtains on mat 's bed. They wo n't tell me anything. They casted Muffliato, so I ca n't hear anything. ``

`` image, '' 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 figure out how to tell him we know, '' Saint John the Apostle answered.

`` I do n't know about that, '' Albus responded, `` There 's a reason he 's not apprisal us. I think we should let him tell us. ``

`` How do we hide that we know, Albus ? '' John asked.

`` We just do, '' Albus said adamantly, `` Anyway, it 's got to be laborious for Matt to hold on this hugger-mugger than us hiding the fact that we know. He 's got to tell us sooner or later. ``

`` I think Albus is right, John, '' Rose agreed, `` He 'll tell us soon. This has got to be something he tells us. He has to be make. ``

`` Fine, '' John Lackland sighed. The four acquaintance sat in silence for a bit, succumbing to their own thoughts about lustrelessness 's lycanthropy.

dame Pomfrey and Healer Sterling came rushing out behind the drape, 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 think there 's any penury to move him to St. Mungo 's, unless he gets worse. ``

`` Oh, good, '' lady Pomfrey sighed with relief, `` That must mean it 's not as bad as I thought. ``

`` No, it 's not quite that bad. It will take a while to treat, but he will retrieve perfectly fine, '' Sterling assured her, `` Right now I 've got to take these notes back to St. Mungo 's and consult with some early Healers. I 'll also contact his parents. I should be back sometime in the afternoon. Just keep administering the potions every hour until then. ``

`` I 'll see you later, then, '' madam Pomfrey bade him sayonara as he left the room.

`` I think it 's clock time for you three to leave, '' she announced, `` Mr. ceramicist needs his rest and he 's got to postulate a few more potions. ``

`` See you, Albus, '' John got up and started towards the door.

`` Bye, '' Amanda followed behind John.

`` Glad you 're ok, '' Rose got up, `` When do you get to leave ? ``

`` Tomorrow good morning, '' brothel keeper Pomfrey answered.

`` Can we see matt ? '' Rose asked.

`` Absolutely not, '' dame Pomfrey said sternly, `` He 's in no consideration for visitors. ``

`` Ok, ok, '' Rose responded, `` Bye, Albus. ``

`` Bye. ``

******

Throughout the rest of the day, therapist Sterling popped in and out of the hospital backstage, 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 appealingness against Albus, so he was unable to listen in on any conversations. Eventually he gave up on trying to find out any data about flatness 's condition and fell asleep. ma'am Pomfrey let Albus go away the Hospital offstage early Monday morning, while breakfast was still going on in the Great Hall. Albus was quite bored with the Hospital flank and once Madam Pomfrey had deemed him well, he ran straight to the Great lobby. King John, Amanda, and blush wine were all sitting together, whispering.

`` Albus ! '' John shouted once Albus had sat down next to him, `` All better then ? ``

`` Yeah, I 'm fine, '' Albus assured him, `` Bit hungry, though. '' Albus piled his plate with ball and toast.

`` We were just talking about Matt, '' Rose informed him, `` How is he doing ? ``

`` I 'm really not sure, '' Albus said through a mouthful of toast, `` I could n't hear a word anyone was saying. They 're being very closelipped. ``

`` Is he awake yet ? '' Amanda asked.

`` No, he 's not, '' Albus sighed, `` At least I do n't suppose so. The snatch of conversation that I have been able to hear are mostly about figuring out how to ignite him up. ``

`` No hazard of visiting him, then ? '' John wondered aloud.

`` Do n't intend so, '' Albus told him, `` I mean, Madam Pomfrey 's still keeping the door locked. You have to say who you are and what you want in decree to get in. The only I who 've been allowed to sojourn are his parents and Amy. ``

`` Oh, '' whoremonger sounded defeated, `` I hope she lets us in soon. ``

`` Scorpio Malfoy tried to get in, '' Albus lowered his spokesperson, `` Last night. ``

`` What the hell did he want ? '' John growled, `` Slimy git. ``

`` Wanted to find 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 nozzle bleed. But he 'd only taken a Nose Bleed Nougat, because once he got in, I saw him eat the other half and the descent 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 take care his own line of work. Then Madam Pomfrey came back over and noticed he was n't bleeding anymore and made him go out. Said she was going to tell Slughorn about it. I hope he gets detention. ``

`` Wow, he does n't apply up, does he ? '' bathroom responded.

`` No, he does n't, '' Albus agreed, `` We 're gon na have to be thrifty about him. ``

`` post is here, '' Amanda looked up and commented on the bird of Minerva swooping into the room.

`` Albus, facial expression, '' rosiness pointed to a copy of the Daily Prophet that had been delivered to the girl sitting across from them.

Albus glanced at the newspaper and immediately noticed what Rose was showing him. The front page headline was 'Mysterious Deaths Mystify Ministry Aurors'with a rather large film of Harry below it. Albus turned to rose wine, `` What 's that about ? ``

`` I do n't cognise, but I do n't like the auditory sensation of it, '' blush wine answered. `` Can I adopt that ? '' she asked the girl.

The girl looked at them, and then the article, `` for certain, but I 'd like it back when you 're done. '' She gave them one close look and then turned to her friend and the two of them started whispering.

rosiness took the newspaper publisher and put it in between her and Albus.

Mysterious Deaths Mystify Ministry Aurors

It started with the murder of Hogwart DADA instructor, Eric Torro, in the beginning of September. Supposedly, the Aurors looked into the death immediately, but there have been no booster cable. Harry thrower, the Boy Who Lived, the Chosen One, Head Auror, and Hogwarts DADA teacher, has been leading the investigation. But are his teaching duties getting in the way of his Auror duties ? There have also been no leads in the death of Jasmine Lamski, which occurred a month ago. We asked if these destruction are connected, but the Auror berth responded with 'no comment'. Do they know Sir Thomas More than they 're telling us ? It is these sort of murder that remind many of us of master Voldemort 's prison term of scourge. Could there still be dark Wizards among us ? Is the Auror Office doing enough to kibosh them ? And more importantly, should Harry Potter be teaching kids when his efforts are obviously needed in the Auror bureau ? Despite this, Harry Potter assures the Wizarding man that thing 'are under control and there is no need to care .'hoi polloi are being murdered and the murderers are not being caught. It might indeed be time to worry.

`` That 's rubbish ! '' Albus shouted when he finished the article.

`` What ? '' John asked, trying to learn upside down.

`` Read this, '' Albus grumbled as he handed john and Amanda the paper. `` Who wrote it ? '' he asked Rose.

`` Rita Skeeter, '' Rose told him.

`` chassis ! '' Albus shouted, `` She 's always twisting the true statement. ``

`` Does n't await like the teachers are too happy about it, '' Rose pointed to the staff table, where all the instructor were whispering amongst themselves. Most of them wore looks of worry and choler. The solitary one who was n't whispering was Washburn, who was glaring at the students, just like he usually did. Harry was noticeably scatty from the table.

`` Blimey, '' John let out a low tin whistle, `` That 's the way to scare everybody. ``

`` There are n't really still Dark Wizards are there ? '' Amanda asked quietly, she was blanch as a ghost.

`` 'Course there are, '' Albus told her, `` There 's always evil in the man. But it 's not the likes of 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 verity. ``

`` But what about those ambition and Legilimency ? '' rose wine asked, `` Even your dad admits there 's something going on with that ? ``

`` I know, but he 's taking care of it, '' Albus assured her, `` I mean sure, it 's chilling, but I do n't think it required an article that strikes vexation and fear into everyone. No one besides you lot and my family love anything about those dreams. So to them, it 's just like somebody just started randomly killing a few people. ``

`` That 's true, '' Gospel According to John agreed, `` Where 's your dad ? ``

`` I dunno, '' Albus told him, `` I saw him concluding night in the Hospital Wing. He 's probably at the Ministry, trying to smooth everything over with this article. If the great unwashed start complaining that the Aurors are n't doing enough, then he could lose his job here. ``

`` Bloody hell, '' John exclaimed, `` That would n't be right wing. I 'm sure the Aurors are doing a just job. ``

`` tranquillity ! '' Professor Kendrick had stood up. The room fell silent as he did so. `` Thank you. Now, I 'm sure most of you have read today 's battlefront varlet article in the vaticinator. I want to secure you all that we are perfectly safe and there is no want to care. Certain journalists often have the drug abuse of stretching the truth in Order to scare citizenry, and that is what is going on here. The Aurors are doing everything in their power to catch whoever murdered professor Torro and Jasmine Lamski. I also need to inform you that DADA object lesson will not take place today, because Professor Potter is spending the day at the Auror bureau and the Ministry, trying to calm everyone down. If you have DADA today, please use the time to analyze for your upcoming exams. That is all. '' professor Kendrick sat back down and resumed his conversation with Neville.

Once Kendrick had finished his address, whispering resumed amongst the scholar. Anyone who had not seen the article before, was now scrambling to find a copy of the Prophet.

`` fountainhead, what 're we going to do with our spare stop, then ? '' privy asked. The Gryffindor initiatory twelvemonth had DADA first that day.

`` I 've got prep to finish, '' Amanda groaned, `` Essay for Herbology. ``

`` Ugh, do n't remind me, '' whoremonger groaned as well, `` I have n't finished it either. ``

`` Well, then you do need reminding ! '' Rose exclaimed, `` I finished that over the weekend. ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus commented.

`` Why do n't we go land up it, then, John ? '' Amanda suggested, `` The commons elbow room will be pretty quieten with everyone off in class. ``

`` Fine, '' John reluctantly agreed. He stood up and headed off with Amanda to polish off the essay.

`` That could n't consume worked out better, '' rose whispered to Albus, `` Now we can go to the library and summarize our research. ``

`` good cerebration, '' Albus told her, `` I 've finished that other Scripture. Returned it a few days ago. I 'd amend get another. ``

`` I 've looked through three, but there 's incumbrance others, '' Rose informed him. She started walking out of the Great Hall, with Albus following, `` But I have n't found anything useful. ``

`` Me, neither. ``

Albus and Rose were pleased to find that the depository library was rather empty. There were a few older student who had a free period, but all of them seemed too fussy studying to notice the two foremost years. They headed straight to the book shelf that held the books they had previously looked at.

`` Are we really going to suffer to wait through all of these ? '' Albus wondered aloud.

`` Hopefully not, '' Rose said as she pulled out a rather vauntingly Koran, `` Once we find something about Hallows, we can block off. ``

`` I 'm beginning to doubt if that 's going to happen, '' Albus responded.

`` I sure hope we find something soon, '' Rose opened her book and glanced quickly at the table of mental object, `` Exams will be in a few months, so we 're going to have to start studying More, which means less clip for this. ``

`` Yeah, maybe we 'll get golden today, '' Albus hoped, `` Want to go find a table ? '' He had picked out two Bible to look at.

`` Sure, '' Rose followed Albus into a withdraw percentage of the library, away from dame Pince and the other pupil. They read silently for fifteen minutes.

`` Well, this record book 's absolute rubbish, '' Albus closed his first rule book, `` Says Dad and Voldemort dueled for half a day before Voldemort finally died. ``

rose wine broke out laughing, `` Really ? ! Wow, amazing that got published. ``

Albus set aside that book and opened the former one, `` This looks a bit better. ``

`` Well, look who it is ? '' person said from behind Rose.

Albus glanced up. `` And what do you need, Malfoy ? ``

`` Just seeing what you 're up to on your free prison term, '' Malfoy smiled smugly, `` I 'm assuming you read the article. ``

`` Yeah, I did, '' Albus said coldly, `` But it 's not confessedly. Just soul trying to stir up trouble. ``

`` Never can tell apart, though, can you ? '' Malfoy sat down at their table, `` The Ministry 's often hushing things up. ``

`` What do you know about that ? '' pink wine asked.

`` zip, nothing, just hooey I 've overheard my father saying, '' Malfoy looked over at the Scripture rosebush was reading.

`` A History of Lord Voldemort, '' Malfoy read the title, `` occupy championship. Why are you reading it ? ``

`` Just a bit of backdrop Reading, never can get word too very much. ``

`` Hmm, '' Malfoy looked at Albus, `` So, I hear you got into a bit of a duel the former day. ``

Albus turned red, `` Uh, yeah. ``

Malfoy smirked, `` Ca n't really involve on three seventh years. ``

`` He disarmed Willinson, '' Rose said angrily, `` And is it really your business ? ``

`` No, not really, but I still want to recognize. ``

`` I could 've taken on Willinson, '' Albus added, `` He 's horrible at dueling. But his two mates got me. ``

`` That 's on-key, Willinson 's dueling accomplishment leave a lot to be desired, '' Malfoy agreed, `` But he 's smart enough not to duel without others on his side. ``

`` goodness for him, '' Albus mumbled.

`` wellspring, we 'd better be off to appeal, '' rosebush slammed her playscript shut and got up.

`` Yeah, bye, '' Albus muttered and followed Rose. They checked out their book, which got them more wonder glares from gentlewoman Pince, and headed off to Charms.

Charms was surprisingly uneventful. prof Washburn did inquire where flatness was, but he seemed slaked with 'in the hospital annexe'as an solution. two-bagger Herbology went as usual, although Neville seemed kind of tense and distracted during the category. Albus had assumed this was because of Rita Skeeter 's clause. Both whoremonger and Amanda had managed to eat up their essays, although John 's was n't long enough.

`` We should see if we can claver lustrelessness tomorrow evening, '' blush wine announced at dinner.

`` Definitely, '' John agreed, `` If ma'am Pomfrey lets us. ``

`` I ca n't, '' Albus said, `` I 've got Occlumency tomorrow. ``

`` Oh, that 's right wing ! '' pink wine responded, `` I 'd completely forgotten. I 'll just skip that moral, then. ``

Albus laughed, `` Well, you do n't even get to do it anyway. ``

`` I know, but it 's really interesting poppycock. ``

`` I hope Matt 's ok, '' Albus said in a occupy quality, `` Madam Pomfrey seemed so worried. ``

`` I wonder how long he 'll be stuck in there, '' John asked.

`` I dunno, '' Albus answered, `` I just hope he 's conscious now. ``

`` We should probably bring in his homework, '' rosiness suggested.

`` That 'll cheer him up, '' John said sarcastically.

`` He needs to do it if he 's going to keep up with classes ! ''

`` True, '' John agreed, `` oral presentation of homework, has anyone finished that essay for Slughorn that 's due tomorrow ? ``

`` I did, '' Rose said, `` But let me suppose, you have n't ? ``

`` Nope, '' lav grinned, `` Want to contribute me your notes ? ``

`` Not really, '' pink wine shook her head.

`` I finished it, '' Amanda added, she had been rather pipe down throughout the whole conversation. Albus could recount that the musical theme of flatness being a werewolf freaked her out a little bit. He could empathize, considering up until a few months ago, she had n't even known lycanthrope were real. But he did hope Amanda would n't embark on treating lustrelessness differently.

`` trade good, I 'll use your notes ! ''

`` I 'm not quite finished with it either, '' Albus informed them, `` I 've just got to indite three more inches, then it 'll be done. ``

The four friends finished up their pudding and headed back to the common room. St. John the Apostle worked on his essay with Amanda 's assistance, while Albus finished his. Rose did early homework, and eventually she decided to help John as well.
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A/N : prospicient chapter yet, I think ! I did n't desire to break up it up because then it would have been two really short chapters. And I know when I read stories, I prefer longer chapters.

Thanks as usual to my sister and beta Dancer of Starlight, and my Brother and other Sister. Thanks as well to inkheart for the reviews.

I 'd also like to parcel that it was about a year ago that I started writing this. So, glad natal day to the story ! I finished it about six calendar month ago.

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter, or any of his many relatives.

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Shortly before seven the next eventide, James and Albus headed to Occlumency, while privy, rose wine, and Amanda went to the Hospital extension. As it turned out, the teachers told Rose that they had already sent lustrelessness 's homework to the Hospital Wing and there was no motive for her to collect it.

`` People talking about that article in your classes ? '' Albus asked his chum on the way to the transfiguration classroom.

`` Yeah, '' James responded, `` They always stop right when the instructor comes in, though. ``

`` Everyone in my form 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, '' King James I said, `` But you know Peyton Haines, the Slytherin chaser ? Well, he keeps loudly discussing how the Auror department ineffective to do anything and everyone 's in severe danger. Always within earreach of me, too. ``

`` Git, '' Albus growled.

`` I heard he scared the hell out of the Hufflepuffs in Charms today. Said he heard all the last feeder had broken out of Azkaban and no one had caught them yet. onus of rubbish. Got away with it, too, because Washburn was n't in the room yet. ``

`` Probably would n't experience mattered if he was in the room, '' Albus muttered, `` Slytherins can do no wrongfulness in his center. ``

Saint James opened the door to the Transfiguration elbow 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, effective question, '' James chimed in, `` And what 's with that article ? ``

Hermione 's grin faded and she gestured for the boys to sit down. `` He 'll be back later tonight, so do n't worry about that. And as for the article ... Well, you both know that most everything Rita Skeeter writes is codswallop. ``

James and Albus nodded.

`` That article was written for the fillet of sole intent of scaring people. All the it did was put up questions. The article itself was just a load of doubtfulness. The murders do cue people of Voldemort 's reign, so it was quite easy to just save this article and beam people into a affright. The fact that the Aurors have no lead-in in either execution just fueled the fire. But I can promise you that whatever is going on, your father and the other Aurors are taking care of it. And he is perfectly capable of teaching here and heading the Auror department, '' Hermione told them.

`` So there is something going on ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, of line something 's going on. There have been two mysterious murders, and someone is trying to see your thoughts, '' Hermione explained, `` But it is nothing the Ministry ca n't care. ``

`` So, do you do it what 's going on ? '' James II asked.

`` Your dad has a few inklings and he has expressed them to me, but I ca n't recount you them, '' Hermione answered, `` Now we 've got to start the deterrent example. Open your Good Book to page 50. ``

Albus and James opened their book of account and Hermione lectured them for a half hr. Albus found this part of the lessons extremely boring, but every lesson started this way. Albus did n't have a bun in the oven any different from his aunt Hermione, who was always trying to get him to take a lot of books. Eventually, the lecture part of the lesson was over and the practical function began.

Albus had been getting better at Occlumency. He had yet to keep Hermione from entering his nous, but usually managed to pressure her out after a few minutes.

`` Albus, you first. ``

Albus got up from his electric chair and stood in front of his aunt. `` Remember to close your thinker. Legilimens ! '' she shouted.

Albus stood there, being flooded with his own memories, for a few proceedings. He saw Epistle of James levitating Albus 's glass of pumpkin juice at terminal summer 's syndicate reunion, the sentence he got lost in a Muggle grocery store when he was five, and the first time he ever rode a broom. Albus concentrated hard on blocking out all thoughts, and he was able to squeeze Hermione out of his mind.

`` Good job, Al ! '' Hermione congratulated him, `` It took you less metre than finale deterrent example. ``

Albus tried two More times, both times producing the like results as the first, and then he sat down to follow James.

William James had been having a much more difficult prison term 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 hour, James had not been able to force Hermione out of his judgement. The last try, he had even wound up laying on the flooring. Hermione had thought that was enough, and James and Albus went back to the coarse room.

`` How 'd it go ? '' Rose asked, when Albus sat down next to her. Rose, King John, and Amanda were all sitting at one of the tables, doing homework.

`` Pretty good, '' Albus answered, `` It 's taking me less time to get your mum out of my mind. But James ca n't get her out at all. ``

`` He 'll get there eventually, '' pink wine responded.

`` Did you get to see lustrelessness ? '' Albus asked as he pulled out his Potions homework.

`` No, '' St. John said sadly, `` He 's still unconscious. And ma'am Pomfrey still has the doors locked. She 's got a really short peevishness, too. ``

`` Yeah, Scorpio Malfoy was skulking around ! '' rosebush exclaimed, `` We went up there and he was trying to listen in through the room access. ``

`` Little git, '' Albus muttered, `` So what happened ? ``

`` We told him to go away, but he would n't, '' John explained, `` He whipped out his sceptre and tried to hex Amanda, but missed her. lady Pomfrey came out when she heard the disturbance and told him to get back to his vulgar room or she 'd get Slughorn. Then she told us matte was still unconscious and we would n't be able to see him. ``

`` Malfoy 's really got to stop over investigating this, '' Albus responded, `` He ca n't bump out. He 's got to bear in mind his own job. ``

`` We ca n't let anyone find out, '' blush wine agreed.

`` But he 's still not up ? '' Albus sighed, `` Whatever is going on, it sounds really bad. ``

`` I know, '' Rose shook her head.

`` Well, his birthday is next workweek, '' John the Divine reminded them.

`` Oh, yeah, on the sixth, Midweek, '' Albus remembered.

`` I think we should do something for it, '' Saint John stated, `` Even if he 's still in the Hospital Wing. ``

`` I bet he will be, '' rose said, `` But we can still do something if we 're allowed in. ``

`` Let 's programme it, then, '' Saint John announced, `` Our first Hogwarts natal day 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, '' privy grinned, `` Anyway, we could play some food into the Hospital annex and have the party there. ``

`` Great idea ! '' Albus grinned.

`` But none of us know where the kitchens are, '' Amanda reminded them.

`` No problem, '' Albus glanced around the mutual room, `` Oi ! Bradley, Mark ! '' he waved his two full cousin over.

`` Whatcha need, Albus ? '' Tom Bradley asked as he sat down in an void professorship at the table.

`` We 're going to have a niggling birthday party for our friend, Matt, '' Albus told them, `` But none of us know where the kitchens are. So, since there 's a Hogsmeade visit on Saturday, could you get us some poppycock ? ``

`` Sure, no problem, '' sucker said, `` Butterbeers and some stuff and nonsense from Honeyduke 's sound good ? ``

`` Yeah, that 'd be large. ``

`` What should we get him for a present ? '' pink wine asked.

`` Hmm, I dunno ... '' John stopped to retrieve, `` material from Weasley 's is always well. ``

`` How about a Chudley Cannons jersey ? '' Albus suggested.

`` audio thoroughly ! '' John agreed. rosebush and Amanda nodded their heads.

`` Anywhere in Hogsmeade that you could get one of those ? '' Albus asked his cousins.

`` The Quaffle Shop should let 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 let to give us money for everything, '' home run told them.

Albus, trick, rose, and Amanda each forked over a couple reaping hook and handed them to Mark.

`` Ok, we 'll get the material and return it to you when we get back, '' Thomas Bradley said, and he and stain rejoined their friends on the other side of the uncouth room.

`` It 's really stinking luck that he 's going to be in the Hospital extension on his birthday, '' John commented.

`` Yeah, but we 'll try to jolly along him up, '' Albus reasoned.

`` What if Madam Pomfrey does n't let us in ? '' Amanda wondered.

`` She better, '' blush wine 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 capable 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, '' rose wine said, `` Amy obviously does n't desire anyone knowing about Matt 's, er, problem. ``

`` We wo n't, '' Albus told her, `` Hopefully brothel keeper Pomfrey will just let us in and we wo n't need Amy to do any convincing. ``

blush wine glanced at her spotter, `` Well, it 's getting kind of late. I 'm going to bed, '' she started packing up her playscript, `` Did you all finish your homework ? ``

`` Yep, '' they all answered.

`` Good Nox, then, '' Rose got up and walked over to the girl 's dormitories.

`` I guess I 'll go to bed, too, '' Albus put his Scripture away and got up.

`` Me, too, '' John and Amanda put their material away. Amanda caught up with rose wine and followed her up the steps.

John Lackland headed up to the boy 's dorm with Albus. As Albus got gear up for bed, he thought about mat 's birthday company. He hoped that lusterlessness would be up for it, and that Madam Pomfrey would let them in. Hopefully, they would be able to have the party and that it would pep up him up. He also wondered how very much foresighted Matt would be able to keep his enigma from his Quaker. Albus only hoped that someday, he would rely them enough to tell them. He got into bed and his thoughts drifted to Scorpius Malfoy and how suspicious he was about Matt. Would they be capable to keep him from finding out ? And what would materialize if he did find out one day ? The thought of Scorpius 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 voice answered. It was coming from a mantled anatomy that was circling Albus. They were in a dark, modest way. Albus was sitting in a punishing chair in the middle.

`` Voldemort ? '' Albus responded nervously, `` But he 's short. ``

`` It does n't count ! '' the vocalism screamed, `` There are others to stock out his programme ! ``

`` They 're all in Azkaban. '' Albus tried to make out who the robe pattern was, but it was too dark.

`` Not all of them. There are some who roam liberate, '' the material body whispered in Albus 's ear, `` Now, perhaps you can help me. ``

`` Sorry, I ca n't, '' Albus glared at him, feeling braver than he had a minute ago.

`` Oh, I think you can, '' the figure pulled out his sceptre and pointed it at Albus. He muttered a spell and Albus 's bridge player and feet became bound by magic forget me drug. `` Now, maybe you can tell me where the Hallows are ? ``

Albus 's oculus widened and he stared at the man, `` What do you know about Hallows ? ``

`` Not nearly as much as you do, '' the man answered, `` Now tell me where they are ! ``

`` I do n't eff ! '' Albus shouted, feeling the ropes compress his hands. He winced in pain.

`` I 'm sure you do ! ``

`` NO ! I do n't ! '' The ropes 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 president. `` You do n't desire to make love what I 'll do if you do n't ! ``

`` But I do n't even know what Hallows are ! '' Albus screamed in painfulness, `` What are they ? ! ``

`` You know perfectly well what they are ! Now tell apart me where they are ! ``

`` NO ! ``

`` Tell ! '' the man shook the chair so hard it fell over, taking Albus with it. He screamed as his head word hit the cold, hard floor.
`` Albus ! '' an nervous part whispered, `` Wake up ! ``

`` No, no, no, I do n't know what they are ... '' Albus moaned in his sleep.

`` It 's just a dream, stir up up, '' a warm paw shook him gently, and Albus wrenched his center open. He saw John Lackland looking down at him with a pit look on his face. Bilius and Ethan were behind him, glancing around nervously.

Albus rubbed his eyes and noticed he was not on his bed anymore. He was laying on the base, in a tangle of blankets. He was sweating profusely and his spunk was beating fast.

`` Should I get gentlewoman Pomfrey ? '' Bilius asked tentatively.

`` Maybe we should get Professor thrower, '' John the Evangelist 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 fine, I 've just got to go talk to my dad. ``

`` D'you want me to go with you ? '' Gospel According to John asked.

`` No, I 'll be fine, '' Albus got up and rummaged in his body for his dressing robe.

`` Are you sure ? You do n't await too good. ``

Albus pulled on his gown and stepped into his shoes, `` I told you, I 'll be fine. '' He left the dormitory and went down to the deserted common room. A glance at the clock told him it was just past four a.m. He was about to perish through the portrait hole, when he remembered what his dad had told him over Christmas. No more wandering the corridors. He looked around the room to try and feel a portraiture that was awake. He spotted one in a pic of a herd of Bos taurus, it was a unforesightful knight riding atop a fat pony.

`` apology me, '' Albus asked tentatively as he walked over to the picture, `` I was wondering if you could do something for me ? If it 's not too a great deal bother. I need you to go get somebody for me. ``

The horse puffed out his chest and turned his pony towards Albus, `` A pursuance ? ``

`` Er, well, I suppose you could take it a pursuit. Who are you ? ``

`` I, am Sir Cadogan, at your service ! '' the knight saluted Albus and bowed his head low.

`` Um, ok, and I 'm Albus potter. I was wondering if you could go get my dad. Harry ceramist. ``

`` Harry ceramicist ! Quite the dainty young lad, I remember him well. I helped him on a quest once ! And you are his son. Well, I shall help you on your quest. I shall not let scoundrel nor beast terminate me ! I will find your dad or I shall give-up the ghost trying ! ''

`` Thanks, then, '' Albus responded, thinking that this was the strangest portrait he 'd ever met. And that he 'd deliver to ask his dad about the 'quest'Sir Cadogan had helped him with. `` Just secernate him to come to Gryffindor Tower, and that it 's very important. ``

`` I will do just that ! '' the strange knight replied, `` Off I go then ! Nothing shall stop me. Sir Cadogan lets nothing get in the way of his quests. A pursuance to retrieve the great Harry potter ! On with ye, then ! '' he shouted at his pony. Sir Cadogan traveled through a few portrait in the rough-cut way, waking up the occupier and earning foul feel from them as he went. Eventually, the noise died down and Sir Cadogan exited the room.

Albus looked around the common room as he waited for his dad. It was very different in the dead of night. He was the lonesome occupant and had his alternative of places to sit. As a offset year, Albus rarely got the good arm chairs near the fire. He walked over and sat down in one, but as the fire had died away hours ago, it was just as cold as the rest of the way. Albus sighed as he stared into the vacate open 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 frightful as the ambition had been, it did ease up him more information on the 'Hallows'. He now knew that they were target. Objects that mortal was trying to settle and probably bargain. He would have to tell Rose when she got up. But what were the 'Hallows'? And why did this someone want them ? It must have something to do with Voldemort 's 'ideals', of course. Whoever was creating these dreams in Albus 's mind must want to try to carry out Voldemort 's plans. The very intellection of another Voldemort sent frisson up Albus 's thorn. He jumped as he heard a noise behind him. When he turned around, he noticed that Sir Cadogan was back in the motion-picture show of the Bos taurus. Albus got up and walked over to it.

Sir Cadogan placed his sword into its holster and saluted Albus, `` I have had achiever with the quest ! The Great Harry ceramist has been found and shall be entering the room shortly ! ``

Albus looked at the knight and grinned nervously, `` Thanks, Sir Cadogan. ``

`` Anytime ! Anytime ! '' the knight said excitedly, `` I must be off now, for I spotted someone on the way back and I 've got to see what they are up to ! No scoundrel gets past Sir Cadogan ! ``

`` right field, '' Albus responded.

`` wellspring, then, I 'll be off ! '' Sir Cadogan drew his steel again, `` But if you are ever in need of knightly servicing again, be sure to call in on Sir Cadogan ! '' The strange knight and his pony sped out of the portrait, yet again waking the resident of the portraits he passed through, and left the room.

The portrayal mess opened and a very tired looking Harry crawled through. He looked at his son and grinned, `` Ah, the quantity of times 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 large arm chairs near the fire. Harry sat down in one and pulled Albus onto his lap. `` What 's going on ? I was just getting to sleep when that mad knight came in and told me you needed to babble to me. Would n't contribute me any item, just said it was pressing. 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 quest. And he said he 'd taken you on a quest once. I 'd wish to have a go at it all about that. ``

Harry grinned, thinking back to the time in his tertiary yr when Sir Cadogan had led him, Ron, and Hermione to the Divination classroom. `` Of course. How could I draw a blank that ? I was in third base year and your Uncle Ron, Aunt Hermione, and I were trying to find the fortune telling room. Sir Cadogan helped us rule it. We did get there, but he is a bit insane. Later on that year he was recruited to guard the Gryffindor common room incoming after Sirius slashed the Fat madam 's portrait. Of course, everyone thought he was a mass murderer and when Sir Cadogan let him into the column later on, his days as the guard of the room were over. ``

Albus stared at him, `` Wow. Well, he 's got to be the most insane portrait I 've ever met. ``

`` Me, too, Al, '' Harry agreed, `` Now, what was so urgent ? ``

`` I had another aspiration, '' Albus whispered, `` Only this one was dissimilar. ``

Harry 's grin faded away and was replaced by a more serious flavor, `` What happened in this one ? ``

Albus quickly rehashed the dream to his dad, and by the end he was shaking again and almost in split. Harry wrapped his arms around Albus and held him close.

`` It 's ok, Al, '' Harry reassured him, `` But thanks for letting me know. I hate to say it, but that dreaming does help confirm what I thought this was leading to. ``

`` And what would that be ? '' Albus asked, blinking back his tears.

`` I 'm dark, but I ca n't say you. You will see out, though, once it 's all sorted out. ``

`` But what are Hallows ? ''

`` That 's another thing I ca n't tell you. I will tell you sometime down the road, 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 while, Al, and it 's voiceless when you 're sleeping. ``

`` I know, and I am trying. ``

`` I know you are. ``

`` So, '' Albus said, changing the subject, `` Did everything go ok at the Ministry ? ``

`` Oh, that went fine, '' Harry told him, `` Everything 's smoothed over. Rita Skeeter 's received a monition and so has the editor of the seer. ``

`` Everyone here 's been pretty upset. Rita Skeeter succeeded in scaring everyone, '' Albus responded.

`` Yeah, but it 'll die down. Once the future Quidditch match comes around it 'll all be forgotten, '' Harry grinned, `` Nothing like Quidditch to take your mind off everything. ``

`` Definitely, '' Albus agreed, `` adjacent match is in three week. 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 class later on, Al, '' Harry stood up and gave his son one last hug, `` I love you. ``

`` Love you too, '' Albus watched as his dad left the common elbow room. He smiled as he walked up the round staircase to the dormitory room. He felt a whole lot better after talking to his dad.

`` Albus, '' can whispered from his four placard bed, `` Are you all right ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus whispered back as he climbed into bed, `` Are Ethan and Bilius sleeping ? ``

`` I think so, one of them started snoring a few minutes ago, '' John told him.

`` Good. I had another one of those dreaming 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 good. He 'll guide care of it, though. ``

`` Good. So he 's back, then ? ``

`` Yup, everything 's fine with the Ministry and the seer, now. well, Rita Skeeter and the editor of the Prophet got into a bit of fuss, '' Albus laughed.

`` That 's great ! I 'm glad your dad 's back. Now things can get back to normal. Well, as normal as they ever are around here. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said softly, `` Well, good night. ``

`` 'Night. ``

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Albus did n't get much sleep that Night. thinking of his new nightmare kept him up the residue of the Nox. He gave up trying to sleep by 7am and got up. By the meter john woke up, he was ready to go to breakfast. The two boys met pink wine and Amanda at the Gryffindor table and had breakfast. Albus noticed that there was a lot of whispering going on and he suspected it was due to the fact that Harry was back from the Ministry. Albus continued thinking about his nightmare during breakfast and was very serenity. St. John and Amanda did not point out this because they were in the middle of arguing about whether the Potions essay had to be a human foot of parchment or just six inch. Albus suspected Amanda was right and the essay had to be a metrical foot. rosebush, however, kept looking at Albus while she ate her food.

`` Is something incorrect ? '' she asked him.

Albus glanced around to check if anyone was paying attention to them, luckily, no one was. `` Yeah, I had another weird dream finale night. This one was different. ``

`` Really ? '' Rose stared at him with all-encompassing eye. `` What was it about ? ``

`` Ca n't tell you here. I 'll recite you at lunch. I 've got to tell James, too. The uncouth room should be empty when everyone 's at lunch, '' Albus whispered.

Morning grade seemed to drag on forever. Albus kept looking at the clock throughout both DADA and appeal, waiting for lunch. He really wanted Rose 's opinion of the dream and could n't wait to tell her about the Hallows aspect of it. Harry started DADA by telling the class that everything was straightened out with the Ministry and they had nil to care about. Albus suspected he was going to distinguish every class that. charm was just as horrible as usual, and it ended with Washburn rescheduling the detainment that Albus could n't pay heed earlier due to Occlumency. He would be doing blood line at high noon on Sabbatum.

Once appeal was over, Albus and Rose went to encounter James. Rose had told John and Amanda that the Potions essay did have to be a foot, so toilet was spending his lunch in the subroutine library trying to come up with another one-half foot of essay. Amanda had gone along to help him. Albus and Rose found James in the Great residence hall and after the three of them ate a hurry tiffin, they headed up to the common room. It was, as suspected, deserted.

`` Ok, so what 's so of import that I had to practically bound off lunch for ? '' Henry James asked once they were in the room.

`` I had another funny story dream cobbler's last Nox, '' Albus told him, `` This one was unlike. '' Albus explained the ambition in detail, including the division about the Hallows.

James and rosebush stared at Albus for a few import before Rose spoke, `` Well, this is is kind of unspoiled. Now we know that the Hallows are objects. I was almost thinking that they were a series of piece or something. ``

`` But we still do n't screw what they are, '' King James I sighed.

`` Or why I should bonk where they are, '' Albus stated, `` This would be a whole lot easier if Dad would just tell us. ``

`` But he wo n't, '' James River replied angrily.

`` And I hate to say it, but I do n't recall we 're going to find any answers in the subroutine library. We 've looked in practically all the account book that have to do with the war and I 've looked through all the prophesier from that year, too, '' pink wine told them.

The three of them stood in silence for a few minutes, trying to think of some answers. King James had started pacing. Albus sat down in a hot seat and tried to call back of some other way they could find out what the Hallows were.

`` fountainhead, let 's go over the clew again, '' Rose announced, `` The Hallows are something secretive, and our parents wo n't separate us what they are because they do n't want us to recite anyone. None of our aunts or uncles or cousins know about them either. So, maybe it 's just our parents who know about them ? If that 's true, then no wonderment we could n't detect the answer in a al-Qur'an. 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 soul else we could ask about it. ``

The room fell mum again, as they sank into their thoughts again. Suddenly Rose jumped up from her professorship. `` I 've got it ! ``

`` What ? '' James and Albus asked at the Saame time.

`` Who we can ask about the Hallows ! I ca n't believe I did n't recollect of it before ! ``

`` well, who is it ? '' Albus asked.

`` Dumbledore ! ``

`` What ? ! '' James shouted, `` But he 's dead ! ``

`` I know that, '' Rose said, `` But there 's a portrait of him in Kendrick 's office ! ``

`` Oh, yeah. ``

`` Anyway, '' pink wine began, `` Dumbledore 's the one who told Uncle Harry about the Horcruxes, so he might love something about the Hallows, too ! ``

`` That 's sensation, Rose ! '' Albus grinned at her.

`` Thanks. We just have to figure out how to get into Kendrick 's office. ``

`` That could be slick, '' Albus said, `` Either of you know where his billet is ? ``

rosiness and James IV shook their straits. `` Neither do I, '' Albus sighed.

A pixilated grin bedspread across rosebush 's face, `` But I know how we can get in. ``

The boy looked at her skeptically. `` How ? '' James II asked.

`` Well, if you get in sufficiency trouble, you get taken to Kendrick 's post. ``

`` But what if we get expelled ? '' Albus asked warily.

`` Do n't worry, you wo n't. ``

`` You 've got a plan, then ? '' James inquired.

`` sort of, '' pink wine told them, `` I 've got a dim idea. It 'll be me and Albus who are doing it. I 'm going to cause some form of havoc in Washubrn 's class- ''

`` Washburn ? ! Are you wild ? '' Albus shouted.

`` Just let me excuse. Washburn does n't hate me nearly as much as he hates you. So he 's going to accept the topsy-turvyness was caused by you since we sit at the same table. He 'll start scream, which will probably cause another instructor to derive running. Washburn will tell that teacher what you supposedly did and you 'll get taken to Kendrick 's office. You 'll verbalise to Dumbledore 's portraiture about the Hallows. simple as that. ``

James and Albus looked at her with shocked grammatical construction on their faces. `` But I 'll get in immense trouble, '' Albus said flatly.

`` No, you wo n't, '' blush wine assured him, `` I might, but you wo n't. After Washburn dismisses the family, I 'll run to Uncle Harry and tell him it was really me who caused the distraction. ``

`` But I do n't want you to get in worry, either, '' Albus told her.

`` It 's ok. I have hardly been in trouble at all this yr. Anyway, all we need is the distraction. ``

`` I 've got it, '' Jesse James announced, `` One of Uncle George III 's fireworks. I 've got a whole supply up in my dormitory room. ``

`` Excellent ! '' Rose said excitedly, `` And I 'll just tell Uncle Harry that it went off accidentally. I 'll probably just end up with occupation or something for having a banned physical object in my possession. ``

`` Perfect, '' Albus smiled, finally satisfied that no one would get in huge trouble.

`` I think we ought to waitress a few week to do it, since you just got a detention from Washburn, Albus, '' blush wine told them.

`` Ok, just let us know when you think we ought to do it, '' James responded.

`` I will, '' rose assured him, `` We 'd better be off to class. See you later. ``

`` Bye, '' Albus said to Jesse James as he followed Rose to Potions. He was excited and uneasy at the same prison term at the medical prognosis of talking with Dumbledore about the Hallows. Would he finally learn what was being kept from him ? Only clock time would tell.

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A/N : I 've done it again ! I merged 2 chapters, due to the shortness of each. This resulted in the longsighted chapter yet. Hope you enjoyed it !

Thanks as always to my beta and sister, Dancer of Starlight. She has been especially helpful in coming up with theatrical role for Albus 's third year. Thanks as well to my brother and other sister, and to inkheart for the review !

Disclaimer- As usual, I do not own Harry Potter

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The residue of the week flew by in a bustle of division and homework. Albus and his booster found that they had no clip to do anything early than preparation during their bare time. They had not even found meter to visit matte, but they did n't even know if he was come alive yet. rose wine was already freaking out over the end of terminal figure exams, which were still over four calendar month away, and was using every waking bit to analyse. Albus was not yet worried about exam and was more have-to doe with about just completing all the assigned homework.

Quinton Willinson had not bothered Albus or any of his protagonist since Albus had left the Hospital fender. Albus was not sure enough whether this was due to Willinson 's approaching N.E.W.T. test, the tumid amount of detention he received, or fear of what Harry would do if he continued tormenting Albus. Albus did not care which one it was, he was just gladiola Willinson had given up for the fourth dimension being. However, the Sami could not be said about Scorpius Malfoy. Malfoy continued to tease Albus, rose wine, John, and Amanda about what was amiss with mat whenever they were in class together. Albus found this more vexatious than anything else, because Malfoy rarely ever brought out his sceptre during these confrontations. Malfoy kind of reminded Albus of his Great Aunt Petunia because she was also very snoopy. Malfoy stood no opportunity of ever finding out about Matt from Albus or the others, but Albus did worry about what would happen if Malfoy found out on his own.

Albus slept late on Sabbatum dawn and woke up with just sufficiency sentence to catch a bite to eat in the Great Hall before rushing off to his detainment with Washburn. As much as Albus hated these detainment, he had become sort of immune to them. Albus had been upset about the first few, but lately he had started to take them in stride. As long as it was just lines, Albus did n't concern about them too much.

When Albus arrived in the Charms classroom at twelve noon, professor Washburn was sitting at his desk with the common scowl on his facial expression. `` Sit down, ceramist, '' he barked.

`` Yes, sir, '' Albus responded quietly while taking a seat at the nominal head table.

`` Get out your parchment and ink. Write'I will not misdemean in Charms'until I tell you to bar. ``

`` Yes, sir, '' Albus repeated as he took out a ringlet of parchment and a quill. He started to write. Washburn never told Albus how many metre he would birth to write the line. He supposed Washburn liked to proceed Albus there until he looked sufficiently tired and uncomfortable. Washburn had no way of knowing how many lines that would take. However, he never kept Albus in detention for less than an hour. Albus kept repeating the telephone circuit on his parchment while trying hard not to look at the clock. He found that looking at the clock just made the time go by dull. Eventually, Albus stole a glimpse at the clock and found that it had only been 45 minute of arc. He sighed.

`` You say something ? '' Washburn growled.

`` No, sir, '' Albus said without looking up from his paper. He wrote a few more lines and was startled when he heard step come into the room. He glanced up to see that a grandiloquent man he did n't pick out walking towards Washburn. The man was wearing a black cloak and had shortstop brown pilus. It reminded Albus of the kind of haircut Muggles in the US Army had. Washburn got up from his seat when the man approached.

Washburn turned to Albus, `` Do n't go anywhere. If you do, I 'll have you in detention for the rest of terminus. ``

Albus nodded, but did n't say a Logos. The strange man followed Washburn into his office and shut the door behind them. There was silence for a moment and then Albus was able-bodied to hear kindle interpreter coming from the berth. They had forgotten to spew 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 debate a bit louder. Albus put down his quill and strained to hear what they were saying. The two men stayed in the office for about xv minutes before Washburn stormed out of it, looking quite wild, followed by the other 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 threshold. He turned around to look at Washburn and said icily, `` Remember, this is your job, no one else 's. And I expect you to make out it soon. '' Then the man left, shutting the room access behind him.

Washburn stared at the spine of the doorway for a few minutes, before turning and glaring at Albus. `` You 're done. Get back to your coarse room, '' he seethed.

Albus did not hesitate. He got up quickly and ran out of the room. Today 's hold 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 aid but question if the Charms professor was involved with something evil. He ran all the way to the common room to tell his protagonist what he had overheard.

When Albus rushed through the portraiture yap, he immediately spotted his champion at one of the table. He grabbed a chairman and sat down next to Rose.

`` That was brusk, '' blush wine commented.

`` I know, I lucked out today, '' Albus responded, `` But I 've got to tell apart you about Washburn. ``

`` What about him ? '' Gospel According to John asked, looking up from his book.

`` In the middle of my detention, some unusual sorcerer 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 expect like ? '' Amanda asked. Albus described the man, but none of his friends recognized the description either.

`` Maybe he was a parent of one of the student, '' rose wine suggested.

`` Who knows ? '' Albus said, `` But he got into a huge disceptation with Washburn. ``

`` Well, that 's not difficult, '' John the Divine laughed, `` Anything will set him off. ``

`` What did they argue about ? '' blush wine asked.

`` I 'm not trusted. They were in Washburn 's office. I could n't make out what they were saying, but they were definitely rowing about something. And then, right before the guy left, he said 'remember, this is your job to do and I want it done soon'to Washburn. Or something like that. ``

Rose, lav, and Amanda stared at Albus for a moment before Rose replied, `` That 's so strange. So Washburn 's doing something for this genius ? ``

`` Yeah, I think so. He 's definitely up to something. And I do n't reckon it 's anything in effect, '' Albus informed them.

`` You think they 're doing something evil ? '' John asked skeptically.

`` Maybe, but I do n't really be intimate. ``

`` I dunno, '' John said warily, `` I mean, Washburn 's horrifying to you and James I, and all the Gryffindors, really. But I do n't know if he 's really into the Dark Arts or anything. ``

`` Yeah, '' Rose agreed, `` That 'job'could be anything. It does n't give to be something bad. ``

`` But Washburn seemed so mad about it. Just seems unearthly to me. ``

`` It 's definitely suspect, but I do n't think we should jump to conclusions, '' rose replied, `` I mean, look at Snape. Uncle Harry thought he was evil, but he was n't. ``

`` I suppose, '' Albus sighed.

`` Anyone want to go see if we can visit matte ? '' John asked a few minutes later.

`` Good estimate, '' Albus agreed, `` I hope Madam Pomfrey lets us. ``

`` I hope he 's awake, '' Rose closed her Quran and put them away in her bag.

`` We can at least try to convince Madam Pomfrey to let us visit him on his birthday if she does n't let us today, '' John Lackland reasoned.

The four friends packed up their Scripture and put them away in their dormitories. A few second later, they found themselves walking to the Hospital annexe. They walked in silence the totally way there, each one knowing what the other was thinking about. All four of them were hoping lusterlessness was awake and worrying about him. Albus had been worrying ever since the daybreak he found out matte was a lycanthrope. But at the same time, Albus felt a bit furious that lusterlessness would n't trust him with his secret. Albus 's intellectual side of meat knew why lustrelessness was n't very intrust, but could n't help wishing that lustrelessness would commit in him. Albus supposed that component part of this was due to his dad not trusting him with knowing what the 'Hallows'were. He wished more masses would commit him.

When they reached the hospital offstage, they noticed that the doors were still shut, and when Saint John tried to spread them, they found out that they were still locked as well.

`` This is n't a ripe sign, '' Saint John sighed.

Rose banged on the door and shouted, `` ma'am Pomfrey ! ``

A minute later, gentlewoman Pomfrey opened the threshold a crack and stuck her capitulum out. `` What do you ask ? ``

`` Is Matt awake ? '' rosiness whispered.

`` Yes, he woke up finis Night. ''

`` Well, can we see him ? '' Rose asked hopefully.

`` No, I 'm good-for-naught, but he really ca n't have visitors right now, '' Madam Pomfrey sighed.

`` Is he all right ? '' John interrupted.

`` He 'll be all right in a brace of workweek or so. ``

`` Can we add up visit him on his birthday ? It 's future Wednesday. delight ? '' Albus pleaded.

dame Pomfrey 's manifestation softened, `` I think that would be all right. Not before Wednesday, though. I 'll see you then. ``

`` Great ! Thanks, madam 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 common room, `` And we get to see him on his natal day. ``

`` Yeah, and we did n't even demand Amy to convince her ! '' toilet grinned.

`` Ca n't wait until Midweek, '' Albus said.

`` Definitely, '' Amanda agreed.

`` Boo ! '' a interpreter said from behind them. Amanda shrieked and they all turned around. Bradley and scar were laughing.

`` Gotcha ! '' Bradley shouted.

`` We got your stuff from Hogsmeade, '' Mark told them. He handed them two travelling bag filled with butterbeer and sweets.

`` Awesome, '' Albus took the bags.

`` And here 's the Chudley cannon Garden State. Although, what he sees in them ... '' Omar Bradley shook his head as he handed whoremaster the jersey.

`` Thanks, guys, '' Albus said to his cousins.

`` No problem, '' Omar Bradley said, `` I remember the days of not being able to go to Hogsmeade. We always got Stanley and Heather to get our stuff for us. Glad those days are over now. ``

`` I ca n't hold back to go to Hogsmeade, '' John Lackland announced, `` Think of all the pranking poppycock we 'll be capable to buy. There 's only so much you can fit in your trunk and bring from home. ``

`` Endless possible action, Mate, '' Mark told John, `` Well, we 'd better be off. We 've put off the preparation long enough. child's play first, workplace later. That 's our shibboleth. ''

`` Bad motto, if you ask me, '' Rose whispered as her cousin-german took off for the plebeian room.

`` They 'll last, '' Albus assured her, `` Have n't failed a class yet, have they ? ``

`` No, they have n't, '' rose wine agreed, `` We 'd better go, too. ''

`` Yeah, I 've still got to drop a line that unharmed essay for Potions, '' Amanda sighed.

Albus groaned, `` I 'd forgotten about that. Have n't even started. ``

Albus, Rose, toilet, and Amanda continued walking to the common way. Once they were there, they spent the remnant of the good afternoon writing essays about the properties of moonstone.

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During the next few days, Albus and his friends debated about whether they should ask Matt how he wound up in the Hospital Wing when they went to see him on his birthday. Albus thought they should avoid the subject altogether, still believing that mat would tell them when he was ready. However, Rose thought it would look fishy if they did n't ask what happened, because if your friend gets injured, you would desire to know what happened. As it stood right now, the only multitude in the castle who knew what really happened were the teachers, Amy, Albus, Rose, bathroom, and Amanda. Of course, no one knew that Albus and his friend knew what happened. Despite this, many multitude asked them what happened. Albus just told them he had no idea and after a few days, they gave up asking. Albus had heard quite a few nonsensical rumors about it. He overheard a few second year Hufflepuffs telling a couple Ravenclaws that lustrelessness had been attacked by a thestral. This same story had been repeated throughout the castling, only with a dissimilar creature being substituted each clock time, including a Hippogriff and a Centaur. The centaur story was especially absurd and Albus was sure the centaurs would not be happy if that news report reached their ears.

In the end, Albus and his friend decided that they would ask Matt what happened, but they would not dwell on the subject. Albus was sure that lusterlessness, or maybe even Amy, had come up with some kind of story to get across up what happened. Despite this, Amy was not telling anyone the taradiddle. She just ignored anyone who brought it up. Her Quaker, including Victoire, stayed ending by her at all clock time and would n't let anyone push the matter. Albus suspected that Victoire had already been fed the manipulate floor, but he did n't ask her about it.

After dinner party on February sixth, Albus, rose wine, John, and Amanda found themselves walking to the hospital backstage armed with party provision and a wrapped present.

Rose was the first of all to reach the door and when she went to criticise, everyone was surprised to incur that the threshold pushed open. `` It 's unlocked ! '' Rose gasped.

`` That must imply matte 's doing better ! '' Albus said excitedly.

`` Let 's go, then ! '' whoremaster pushed past Albus and rose wine and walked into the room. Amanda followed him and then Albus and rosiness walked in. Albus spotted Matt 's bed, but the drape were pulled around it. He did n't see Madam Pomfrey anywhere.

`` Madam Pomfrey ! '' Rose shouted, `` Are you here ? ``

Madam Pomfrey peeked her brain out from behind the pall and smiled at them. `` Rose ! You can visit as soon as I 'm done giving him his evening potions. ''
`` Ok, thanks, brothel keeper Pomfrey, '' rosiness responded.

A few arcminute later, the nurse came back out and walked over to where Albus and his Friend were standing. `` What do you experience in those pocketbook ? '' she eyed their packages suspiciously.

`` Oh, just some Honeydukes stuff, Butterbeer, and a submit, '' Albus told her.

`` But none of it 's Weasley product, is it ? ''

`` No. ``

Madam Pomfrey relaxed, `` Ok, adept. The last thing I need is to have got this place destroyed while you have your party ! You can go see him now. ``

Albus ran to the bed, followed by his supporter, and pulled back the curtain. Amy was sitting in a chairwoman next to the bed and whispering to Matt. She stopped abruptly when the drape opened.

`` Hey, flatness ! '' Albus grinned and sat down at the end of the bed. `` How are you ? ``

`` I 'm all right, '' mat replied hoarsely, `` But I 've been better. ``

`` sword lily to see you 're wake, mate, '' toilet sat down future to Albus and set the bag of party stuff on the floor.

blush wine and Amanda smiled and sat in chairs that Amy had conjured after they came in. Rose pulled the curtains closed and handed Matt his present. `` well-chosen Birthday ! '' everyone shouted.

`` Thanks, guy wire ! '' mat grinned and tore spread out the wrapping. `` Wow ! A Chudley canyon 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 confection. ``

`` Excellent ! '' matte replied excitedly.

whoremonger picked up the bag and passed out butterbeer and jelly poke. `` So, '' he began once everyone started eating, `` What exactly happened to you ? We 've heard the screwball rumor. You did n't really get attacked by a ruck of thestrals, did you ? ``

matt started choking on his butterbeer and Amy slapped him on the back. He gave her a worried looking and then looked back at St. John. `` Really ? '' he sputtered.

It was a bit firmly to consider that flatness had been attacked by thestrals, when Hagrid had the school day thestrals very well trained. But on the other hand, matt did expect like he 'd been attacked by a large creature. He had partially healed cuts, collation, and scratches all over all his body. His arms and legs were covered in patch and just about all of his body was bruised. Albus could see how someone would surmise he was attacked by a thestral.

`` Well, that 's what the Hufflepuffs are saying, '' can 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 ? ! '' John exclaimed, `` Really ?

`` Er, yeah, '' Matt said.

Albus was debating about whether to ask flatness to elaborate or not when he continued.

`` I spent the night here when Albus took me that one dark. Then I left in the daybreak and went for a pass on the land. I was n't paying attention to where I was going and the tree gave me quite a beating. ``

`` Wow, '' Albus responded, `` I 'm happy you 're ok. ''

`` Yeah, '' John said, `` But when do you get to leave here ? ``

`` I 'm not really certainly, '' Matt told them, `` Not for at least another week. dame Pomfrey wants the cutting healed and the bruises faded before I leave. And I ca n't really take the air that well. ``

`` A whole calendar week ? '' rosebush exclaimed.

`` At to the lowest degree, '' lustrelessness responded, `` I hope it 's not more. I 'm getting so bored. What 's been going on in the sleep of the castle ? ``

`` well, did you see that article Rita Skeeter wrote cobbler's last calendar week ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yeah, I read it yesterday. But Amy told me there was n't anything to care about. ``

`` She 's rightfield. But the unscathed castle 's talking about it. Dad thinks it 'll ball up over when the side by side Quidditch match arrives. ``

`` He 's probably right, '' Rose agreed.

`` I hope I get to leave alone here before the next lucifer. I do n't desire to pretermit it, '' lustrelessness said.

`` I hope so too, '' St. John took a sip of butterbeer, `` Nothing worse than missing Quidditch. ``

`` I can cerebrate of no less than ten things, '' Rose muttered.

`` I think we might cause a chance of winning the cup, '' Albus said excitedly.

`` That would be so chill ! '' Amanda shouted, `` I love Quidditch. I was never into Muggle sports, but Quidditch is awesome. ``

`` Definitely, '' King John agreed, `` I never saw the point of Muggle mutant, but I guess if you ca n't dally Quidditch ... ''

They spent the next hour talking about Quidditch and everything else that was going on in the castle. Albus told Matt about how Saint Francis Xavier Goyle had melted his cauldron in potions the other day. The potion had spread across the floor and burned through Scorpius Malfoy and his supporter, Jackson Limbert 's, shoes. The Gryffindors had thought this was very funny, especially when they found out that the potion had turned both boy substructure pink. Other than that, nothing too agitate had happened in class 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 shaft. rose wine, John the Divine, and a couple of the Ravenclaws were the only ones who had managed to do it.

After they had exhausted the topic of lesson, the conversation turned back to Quidditch. professional Quidditch this time. No one seemed to recall the Chudley canon had any hope of ever making it to the Cup. Even Matt seemed to gibe. No one had any theme who would be playing in the Cup this year, but it did n't matter much because it had already been decided that the Cup would ask seat in Russia and none of them would get to go anyway.

Amy spent the entire visit sitting following to mat, so Albus was unable to contribution the contents of his unexampled dream or what had happened in hold the premature Saturday. Albus found out that Amy spent most of her supererogatory sentence visiting Matt. He had never seen such a devote sister before. Albus had thought his older cousins were protective, but they were nothing compared to Amy.

Eventually, Madam Pomfrey came back to severalize them that they had stayed long enough and it was metre for them to leave.

`` fountainhead, I hope you can allow for soon, '' Albus said as he stood up.

`` 'Night, lusterlessness, '' John 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, guys, '' Matt yawned as they left.

`` He does n't see unspoiled, '' Albus whispered once they had left the room.

`` No, he does n't, '' Rose agreed, `` But at least he 's awake. ``

`` unspoiled point, but I can see why Madam Pomfrey wo n't let him depart yet. Everyone would bombard him with query about what happened, '' toilet pointed out.

`` I do n't think he knows you were in the infirmary Wing that night, Albus, '' Amanda said, `` He says he spent the night in the Hospital Wing, but you know he did n't. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` And they brought him back there so early, there would n't have been any time for him to wander the cause. ``

`` Do n't indicate it out, though, '' rose wine 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 write up. ``

`` He 'll take in to say us eventually, '' john reasoned.

`` I know. I hope it 's soon, '' Albus said.

`` I bet it will be soon, '' rose wine told them, `` How many stories can he come in up with about what happens every wide-cut moon ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said, `` I just hope it 's not speculative next calendar month. ``

No one said anything else the sleep of the way to the common way. Albus knew that everyone else was thinking what he was thinking. That it was very much a theory that next month would be worse.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight, and thanks to my former sister and my brother. Thanks to inkheart for the revaluation.

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As February progressed, the castle reason were blanketed in even More snow. The scholar found themselves going outside for Abronia elliptica fights during much of their unloose time. These games started out as informal fun, but soon chemical group of people formed large teams that eventually led to each house having their own team. On occasion, half the school would be outdoor participating. The games usually resulted in a few scholarly person going to the hospital offstage. The students also tracked quite a bit of Snow and mud into the castle and Filch was not happy about it. He spent his fourth dimension lurking near the figurehead doors, waiting to yell at anyone who came inside with muddy shoes. Albus and his friends participated in a few snowball fights, but soon found that the Old student were able to bewitch sweet sand verbena and it was intemperate for them to keep up. It was fun nonetheless, and even Rose took breaks from studying to link up in.

They also made sure to chatter flatness every dark. 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 separate that Matt wanted to avoid the case. Eventually, after a good three hebdomad in the hospital annex, lady Pomfrey finally let him entrust. His bruise had faded, snub had healed, and was looking almost normal. By now, the intact castling had heard the Whomping Willow chronicle, and Albus hoped that no one would ask any questions about it.

`` I am so glad to be out of there, '' Matt said as he set his books down on a tabular array in the uncouth room the night he left the infirmary 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 talk to you, alone. James River, too. We 'll go up to your dormitory. Bilius and Ethan are down here, so it 'll be empty. ``

`` We 'll be right back, '' Albus told lustrelessness, John the Evangelist, and Amanda as he got up. He went up to his dormitory and sat on the bed, waiting for his chum and cousin.

A few transactions later, rosiness came into the way followed by a vex looking Jesse James. `` What is it ? '' James asked.

`` I think it 's time for our program, you know, about getting Albus to verbalise to Dumbledore, '' rose wine told them.

`` Now ? '' Albus asked in a shocked tone. The more he had thought about that plan, the more anxious he became. It could go wrong in so many ways.

`` Yes, I think so, '' blush wine replied adamantly, `` I 've given up the library research. ``

`` Really ? ! '' James laughed, `` I 'd ameliorate call the prophesier ! ``

`` Shut it, James, '' rose said. `` Tomorrow, during Charms, I 'll set off the pyrotechnic and you 'll get sent to Kendrick 's position. And then maybe we 'll finally get some resolution. ``

`` All right, '' Albus sighed. His rarity trumped his desire to not cause anymore trouble in Washburn 's class.

`` We 'll let you know how it goes, James, '' pink wine told her cousin.

James River grinned, `` Somehow, I think I 'm going to hear about it before I see you. This is glorious, setting off pyrotechnic in Washburn 's class .... ''

`` I 'm not talking about that ! '' blush wine sighed, `` I 'm talking about the material 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, '' Rose said, `` It 's the only way to get into Kendrick 's office. ``

`` I know, I just bid there was a better way, '' Albus sighed.

`` Me, too, '' rosiness said softly.

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Albus hardly slept at all that nighttime. He tossed and turned while worrying about the future day 's magical spell class. He finally gave up sleeping around six in the daybreak and got up. Once John and Matt were up, the three of them headed down to breakfast.

Albus sat next to rosebush, who was already there, and served himself some toast. However, Albus was too spooky to eat it. He just kept glancing up at the staff table, where Washburn was doing his usual dawn glare at the students.

`` Are you ok, Albus ? '' Matt asked, `` You do n't expect too ripe. ``

`` I 'm just tired, I guess, '' Albus said quietly while glancing at Rose. She gave him a likeable look, but did n't say anything. Amanda, John, and Matt had no idea what would be happening in magical spell, of track, so they just thought Albus was sick.

`` Maybe you should go to the hospital Wing, '' Matt suggested while stuffing ballock in his mouth.

`` No, I 'll be exquisitely, '' Albus assured him.

Albus could n't pay attention during DADA. Harry lectured during the entirely class, but Albus spent the unscathed prison term worrying about charm. The class seemed to go by twice as fast as normal and before Albus knew it, it was over.

Albus walked to Charms with blush wine, who told him that everything was set. The Weasley firework were in her bag, and prepare to be set off. She did n't recount him when it would be happening, but Albus assumed it would be during the practical part of the class.

Washburn stormed into the room in his usual explosion of frenzy. He went to his desk and took attendance. When he got to matte '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 Charms while you skipped stratum. ``

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 make out a Son Washburn said. All he noticed was that Washburn was calling on mat to answer every single question he asked. matt had no thought what any of the answers were and was looking more miserable each minute. Eventually, Washburn announced that they would be charming paper dame to fly. He said that this charm was much like levitation, and if one was capable of levitating a newspaper birdie, they 'd be capable of making one fly.

Albus groaned as he pulled out his wand. Levitation never ended well in this course of instruction, 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 story. Once Washburn settled down to grade preparation at his desk, Albus noticed blush wine reverse her baton from her theme bird and towards her bag, which had been emptied of everything except the fireworks earlier. She gave Albus a nervous face and muttered an incantation.

A loud blowup erupted from the bag and a gravid hippogriff made of fire floated towards the ceiling. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at it. A few people screamed. Albus put on a gangrene look while blush wine tried her advantageously to take care surprised.

`` Potter ! '' Washburn ran out from behind his desk and was in front of Albus within five irregular. Albus had never heard him scream so garish. `` What on world are you doing ? ! Must you always disrupt my course like this ? ! Never have I seen such a blatant disturbance ! '' He was shouting so loud now that Albus was certainly everyone in the castle had heard him.

`` I 'll have you expelled from this rook ! '' Washburn continued, `` I 'll make for sure you- ''

`` What is going on in here ? '' professor Patil came charging into the room and interrupted Washburn 's tirade. She saw the firework and pointed her wand at it. It disappeared immediately.

`` ceramicist has disrupted my grade yet again ! He set off a firework while I was trying to instruct ! '' Washburn informed her, `` And I will ready certainly there is some penalization ! He has gotten away with far too a lot. ``

`` wellspring, I think this is a thing that is expert taken up with the Headmaster, '' Professor Patil replied, `` Come along, Potter. ``

Albus nodded and got up from the table. So far, so in force. 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 hall. Washburn glared at him as he left, his oral cavity opening and closing, but no Book were coming out.

Professor Patil did not say a word the whole way to the Headmaster 's office. She led him up a few flights of stairs and stopped in front of a endocarp gargoyle.

`` I 'm in the heart of teaching a class, so I 'll leave you here to see the Headmaster, '' she informed him. `` Rubber duck's egg, '' she said to the gargoyle.

The gargoyle opened to divulge a circular stairway. Albus stepped inside and climbed up. His gist was pounding as he stepped off the last stair and came into a circular room. It was adorned with the portraits of past headmaster. There were all sorts of silver cat's-paw on every control surface, along with bookcases overflowing with books. In the back was a desk with a comfy looking chair behind it. Behind the professorship was professor Dumbledore 's portrait. Albus glanced around and noticed that he was alone in the room. Luckily, professor Kendrick was not there. Albus breathed a suspiration of relief. That was the one thing that could feature gone wrong with the plan. If Kendrick was there, then Albus would not induce a probability to peach to Dumbledore.

Albus ran to Dumbledore 's portrayal, bore to get this over with, as Kendrick could return any minute. As he approached Dumbledore, he passed the only early portrait that was currently awake. It was a portrait of a greasy haired, hooked intrude man. `` Getting into trouble, Potter ? Just like your Padre, '' the man said. It was professor Snape.

Albus chose to ignore him as he reached Dumbledore. `` Um, excuse me, Sir, '' he started.

`` howdy, Albus, '' Dumbledore smiled, `` I wondered when I 'd be seeing you. But I must ask, what kind of trouble did you induce 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 help you, but initiatory I really must do it what you and prove did, '' Dumbledore insisted, `` I am rather curious. ``

`` Well, blush wine set off a Weasley pyrotechnic in Professor Washburn 's class, '' Albus confessed.

`` Interesting. I seem to commend her mother doing the like in my year once, although I never could prove it, '' Snape commented.

`` That 's certainly a creative way of getting to talk to me, '' Dumbledore replied, `` But I must state you that a better way would be to send word with another portrait and I 'd be able-bodied to meet you in the commons room. ``

Albus slapped his top dog, `` I ca n't trust I did n't think of that ! Too late now. Anyway, what I want to tattle about is buck private. ``

`` Oh, I understand. Ask away. ``

`` Um, well, over Christmastide, blush wine, Henry James, and I, and a few other of our first cousin overheard our parents talking, '' Albus paused, waiting for the reprimand for listening in on a conversation.

`` Perfectly perceivable. I do believe that if adults do n't want children hearing their conversations, they ought to use the proper appeal against eavesdropping. ``

Albus grinned, `` That 's what I thought, but gran was pretty mad. She took away all of Saint James 's Extendable Ears. ``

`` What a shame. 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 cloak-and-dagger, I guess. We always thought they told us everything about Voldemort, the horcruxes, and the engagement at Hogwarts. But now we 're not so sure. They were talking about figuring out when to state us something. Something they do n't want us to spread around, '' Albus informed him.

`` I see, '' Dumbledore replied with a thoughtful look on his face, `` Go on. ``

`` Well, Professor, we think we sort of know what it is. well, I heard them say one parole and the Lapplander Bible was mentioned in these weird dreaming I 've been having. I 've been having pipe dream due to someone 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 pedagogy you ? '' Snape interrupted, `` It 's not your don, is it ? '' Snape laughed at the very thought.

`` No, '' Albus replied coldly, `` But he could if he wanted to. ``

`` No, he could n't, '' Snape replied, `` I tried to learn him, and he is incapable of the labor. ``

`` He 's doing better now, '' Albus said defensively.

`` Who is teaching you, then ? '' Snape pressed.

`` My aunty Hermione. ``

`` fountainhead, as very much of a know it all she was, she 's probably a competent instructor, '' Snape approved.

`` Thank you, Severus, '' Dumbledore said, `` Now, continue, Albus. ``

`` Um, right. Anyway, I guess I was wondering if you could assure me anything about the Hallows, '' Albus held his breath, waiting for Dumbledore 's reaction.

Dumbledore sighed, `` I was afraid that 's what you were going to ask. What do you know about them ? ``

`` Not much. My parents have n't told me anything, but I 'm pretty sure that 's what they 're keeping from us. move up, Saint James the Apostle, and I have been researching in the library about them, but we have n't found anything. All I know is that they are objects and I learned that from my pipe dream. ``

`` Be careful not to think everything those pipe dream tell you, '' Snape warned, `` That was one of your father 's problems. ``

`` Severus, '' Dumbledore said warningly and turned back to Albus. `` You will not come up 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 fight. Many of those who do, do not believe it. ``

`` So, they do experience to do with the engagement ? '' 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 narrate you. That responsibility remains with your father. I will assure you that they played an important role in defeating Voldemort, but beyond that, you 'll have to waitress until your father is gear up to tell you. ``

Albus groaned, `` But why ? Why wo n't he severalize me ? ``

`` Adults have a drug abuse of keeping affair from nipper because they think they are protecting them. This is not always the case, as I have learned on many occasion. I made the same mistake legion metre, nigh of them involving Harry and the entropy about his past. ``

`` Oh, '' Albus responded, `` Do you know when he 'll tell me ? ``

`` No, although I do remember it will be soon. Perhaps within the succeeding few month, '' Dumbledore revealed.

`` calendar month ? ! '' Albus shouted, `` I ca n't waitress that long ! ``

`` patience is a mighty moral excellence, Albus, '' Dumbledore said, `` I know it 's tough to hold back that retentive. Which is why I will give you a little hint. ``

`` A steer ? Like where we can find out about the Hallows without asking my dad ? '' Albus asked hopefully.

`` Not exactly. But before I get to that, I sense there is something else troubling you. ``

Albus thought for a consequence before responding. `` fountainhead, I guess there is one thing ... '' he paused, wondering if he should tell Dumbledore about Matt.

Dumbledore smiled, but did n't say anything.

Albus sighed. `` Ok, it 's my acquaintance mat. He gets sick a lot, once a calendar month to be exact. And I just found out he 's a loup-garou. Not that that matters or anything. I still want to be friends with him, '' Albus said quickly.

`` Ah, yes, Matthew Eckerton, '' Dumbledore replied.

`` You know him ? ''

`` Yes, he voiced a few fear to me before the schoolhouse yr started. He and his parents had a meeting with Professor Kendrick. ``

`` That was quick, Potter. I must say that I am pleasantly surprised that you found out so quickly. Your Fatherhood never was able to put the clue together to forecast out that lupin was a werewolf. Miss husbandman told him, '' Snape interjected.

Albus averted his eyes from Snape and mumbled, `` Er, Rose is the one who really found out. I just confirmed it when I was in the hospital backstage the Saami fourth dimension as Matt. ``

`` Of course, '' Snape said flatly.

`` Severus, '' Dumbledore warned, `` Continue, Albus. ``

`` It 's just, lustrelessness has n't told us yet. He 's still trying to hide it from us. I just wish he 'd trust me. It just kind of feels like no one trusts me. Matt wo n't differentiate me he 's a wolfman and my dad wo n't severalize me about the Hallows. Why wo n't anyone hope me ? '' Albus told Dumbledore.

`` I understand, '' Dumbledore responded, `` But I do recollect it 's more elaborate than you not being trustworthy. You, I believe, are very trusty. As far as Matt trusting you, I will tell you that he had a very unsmooth childhood. He 's been through horrors you ca n't even imagine. I do consider he trusts you, but I do n't think he tells many people about his lycanthropy. I know that he is very afraid about what will pass if people find out- ''

`` But it does n't matter to me ! Or John or Rose or Amanda ! '' Albus interrupted.

`` I know. But past experiences have caused Matt to be reluctant to distinguish anyone. Although I do think he will commit in you eventually. ``

`` So you agree that I should n't differentiate him that I know ? '' Albus asked.

`` As long as he does n't know that you know, I think that would be a wise selection. ``

`` No, I do n't recollect he has any idea that I know, '' Albus said.

`` good, '' Dumbledore continued, `` Now, I believe cartel is a bipartite street. You want matt to confide in you, but can you guess of anything that you are keeping from him, and privy, and Amanda as well ? ``

Albus wracked his genius, `` Well, just the Hallows, but I do n't even bonk what they are. ``

`` The Hallows, that 's exactly what I suspected you were keeping secret. But why ? ``

`` Um, I guess I 'm not surely. It just seems like something that I should keep to myself. Since my parents have n't even state anyone, '' Albus reasoned.

`` Ah, but you wish your parents would recount you about them ? ``

`` Yes, but- ''

`` It might be saucy to tell your Quaker, 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 clue to you. Tell your protagonist 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 volume ? '' Albus asked skeptically.

`` There 's only one way to find out, '' Dumbledore winked.

`` All right, if you 're certain, '' Albus responded.

`` right fortune with that, thrower, '' Snape smirked.

Albus heard a room access open behind him and he jumped. He had momentarily forgotten what he had done to get to Kendrick 's federal agency. As he remembered the chaos in Washburn 's class, dread consumed him once more. What was going to happen ? Albus turned around and saw professor Kendrick standing in the doorway.

`` Sit down, Albus, '' Kendrick said as he walked towards his desk.

Albus sat down in the chair in forepart 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 bottom of this, '' Kendrick got up from the desk and went over to the open fireplace. He threw a handful of floo gunpowder in and stuff his headland into the emerald flames.

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`` Now, do n't expect to create much More than a wisp of silvery fog on your firstly attempt, '' Harry told his form of tidal bore one-seventh years, `` Patronuses are difficult for even the best wizards to complot. ``

`` But my mum and dad said you managed it in your tierce yr, '' Christina Davy interrupted.

`` well, yes, I did, '' Harry told his class, `` But I had tremendous instructor and the motivation I needed to manage it at such a Edward Young age. Now, everyone think of a happy computer storage, just as we discussed- ''

`` excuse me, Harry ? '' The flaming in the schoolroom fireplace turned a bright emerald green and the schoolmaster 's grimace appeared in it. The whole course turned to look towards the hearth and were shocked to see Professor Kendrick 's head.

`` Yes, Professor ? '' Harry answered in a fox tone. Fireplaces had been installed in all the schoolroom during the rebuilding of Hogwarts after the struggle in parliamentary law for the teacher to communicate faster in the event of an emergency. Harry had never used his fireplace before and was a bit care when he saw Kendrick in it.

`` Your son caused a dislocation in good luck charm just now- ''

`` What did St. James do this metre ? '' Harry sighed.

`` No, not St. James the Apostle. It was Albus, '' Kendrick told Harry.

`` What ? ! '' Harry was baffled. He never imagined Albus would cause plenty fuss to be sent to the Headmaster 's office. Even James had avoided that so far.

`` Yes, it was Albus. He 's in my business office right now and I 'd wish to talk about it with you and Professor Washburn, '' Kendrick said

`` All rightfield. I 'll meet you in your office in a few minutes. ``

`` I 'll see you then, '' Kendrick 's head disappeared and the fire returned to their usual orange.

The seventh age all turned their heads back to Harry, with looks 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 recognise what happened, Victoire, '' Harry answered.

`` Were his admirer in on this, too ? '' Amy asked anxiously. Harry could tell she was disquieted about her blood brother getting in trouble.

`` I 'm not surely. I just heard about this now, '' Harry responded, `` I 've got to go. I 'm dismissing stratum now. I trust you 'll all use this time responsibly, '' Harry grinned, knowing they 'd all use the clock time to boob off. `` We 'll continue with Patronuses side by side course. ``

Harry left the classroom as his educatee were packing up. He made it to Kendrick 's office in phonograph recording time, gave the password, and entered the room. Kendrick was sitting behind his desk, with Albus and Washburn sitting in front of it. There was an vacate electric chair between them. nonentity was saying a word of honor. Both Dumbledore and Snape 's portraiture seemed to be paying close tending. Harry walked over to the empty death chair and he noticed that Albus was shaking and he looked extremely scared.

`` Hi, Al, '' Harry whispered and gave his son a ready hug before taking the midway seat. Albus remained quiet and he was staring straight at Dumbledore 's portrait.

`` pa wo n't be able to save you this time, Potter, '' 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 learn and all of a sudden, there was an blowup and a firework emerged from the table he was sitting at, '' Washburn spat, `` He set it off to cause a hurly burly. He 's been doing it ever since the kickoff of the year. ``

`` Is this rightful, Albus ? '' Kendrick asked. All three adult turned to look at Albus, who was sinking lower in his tush. He did not say a word.

`` Of course it 's admittedly ! '' Washburn growled after a few moments of silence.

A loud banging disrupted their discussion. Harry turned away from Albus and looked at the office doorway. `` Do you require me to get that ? ``

`` Yes, I suppose, '' Kendrick replied.

Harry got up and went over to the doorway. He opened it and rose came bursting in. She was out of hint and looked flushed. `` Do n't. rout out. 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 prize my conclusion. I will not drum out Albus, but there will be a punishment. ``

`` No ! '' Rose shouted. She walked towards Kendrick 's desk and stood in front of it. Harry followed and stood behind Albus 's hot seat. `` It was n't him ! '' she announced.

`` What do you mean ? ! '' Washburn exclaimed, `` Of course of instruction it was him ! I saw him ! ``

`` No, you did n't. You saw it came from our table, there was no way you could differentiate who actually did it. toilet, matt, and I were also sitting at that table, '' Rose explained.

`` What are you getting at, blush wine ? '' Harry asked. Now he was thoroughly confused about the hale event.

`` It was me, '' rose said simply, `` It was my pyrotechnic. ``

`` You set off a firework during a course of study ? '' Harry was mystified. If there was anyone who was less likely than Albus to cause trouble during class, it was pink wine. Rose did love causing difficulty, but she never did it during classes.

`` Well, not really, '' blush wine glanced shiftily at Washburn and then returned her regard to Harry. `` Not intentionally, that is. It was one of those new pyrotechnic that Uncle George IV is working on. They 're still in the testing stage. The unity that are supposed to actually disappear if you vanish them, but then reappear an hour or so later. Only right now they permanently disappear. ``

`` That 's good, '' Harry breathed a sigh of relief. There were much worse experimental products that could have accidentally gotten set off.

`` Anyway, they 're very mentally ill right now and they go off if there 's a lot of magic around, and we were practicing charming paper snort, '' Rose told him.

`` Why did you let it ? '' Harry asked.

`` I, um, took it during Christmas break, '' blush wine mumbled while looking at her feet.

`` What ? ! '' Harry exclaimed.

`` I found it at the burrow and did n't realise it was one of the experimental ones. I just realized that the early day. ``

`` And why was it in your bag ? ``

`` I was meaning to give it to you during DADA, but I forgot, '' Rose confessed.

Harry sighed, `` All right. I guess that mystery is solved. ``

`` What about punishment ! They need to be punished ! '' Washburn shouted while glaring at Rose.

`` pink wine will get lines, but seeing as Albus was n't actually involved, I ca n't penalise him, '' Kendrick explained.

`` But, but, '' Washburn sputtered.

`` And that is final, Jameson, '' Kendrick said firmly, `` Now, Albus and Rose, you should get going to your next class. rosebush, you can do your rail line with prof Washburn tomorrow night at seven. ``

Albus and Rose nodded. Albus got up and gave Harry a hug before he followed Rose out of the elbow room. He still did n't say anything, but he looked a bit less mark 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 room access behind him. Harry turned to entrust as well, but stopped when he heard a familiar part. `` Harry, I would like to discuss something with you, if you have metre. ''

Harry turned around and saw the fellow face of Albus Dumbledore looking at him. `` Yeah, I 've got time. ``

`` I 'll leave you to your conversation, then, '' Kendrick said as he left his office.

Harry walked over to Dumbledore 's portraiture, `` What is it, Professor ? ``

`` I had an interesting conversation with Albus earlier. ``

`` Really ? '' Harry was very curious as to what the two of them would have talked about.

`` Oh, yes, '' Dumbledore continued, `` He has been wondering about the Hallows. ``

`` The, the, Hallows ? '' Harry stammered. He did n't think his Thomas Kyd had ever even heard of the Hallows.

`` The Hallows. He overheard you talking about them over Xmas holiday. He, James, and Rose have been attempting to inquiry them in the library ever since. ``

`` They have ? ''

`` That 's what Albus told me. Naturally, they did not find any answers, '' Dumbledore went on, `` So, Albus asked me what I knew about them. ``

`` And did you separate him ? '' Harry asked anxiously.

`` I told him I do have it off about them, but that I could not gift him the solution he wanted. I believe that is your duty, Harry, '' Dumbledore responded.

Harry breathed a sigh of moderation, `` Thank you. ``

`` Why have n't you told them, Harry ? ``

Harry stopped to suppose. Dumbledore gazed at him while waiting patiently. `` Well, I guess because I do n't want a whole lot of mass knowing about them. The shoemaker's last thing we need is to induce soul 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 whole school ? ``

`` I guess I am, '' Harry confessed, `` Especially King James. He 's always so eagre to tell everyone he meets tarradiddle about me. ``

`` He is lofty of being your son, '' Dumbledore said, `` And I think if you expressed your concern about others knowing about the Hallows, they would go along the secret. ``

`` You 're probably veracious, '' Harry sighed, `` But I 'm also afraid about whoever 's doing the Legilimency finding out about them. If I tell the kids, then whoever wants the Hallows will be capable to recover out where they are. ``

`` Perhaps. It is a tough shout. But I 'm for sure you 'll always realise 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 quondam, I suppose. But I was waiting for the right moment. ``

`` And that moment 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 disturb about it. But it is aided by the fact that you are n't the but one keeping a big secret from him. ``

Harry paused to remember. Who else was keeping secrets from his son ? `` Oh, his friend, matte, right ? He has n't told Albus yet, has he ? ``

`` No, he has n't. But Albus and Rose have figured it out on their own. I do n't think he fully understands why flatness has n't told him. He just sees it as the people he loves are n't trusting him. ``

`` Oh, no, it 's so much more elaborate than that, '' Harry responded.

`` That 's what I told him. But that is an consequence that 's between him and lusterlessness and there is n't lots you can do about it. What you can do is reconsider when you are going to secernate your children about the Hallows. ``

`` Yeah, I guess I will. I just do n't want to induce into it. Maybe at the end of term would be good. That way they can process the mind over the summer at home where they wo n't be tempted to tell others about it. ``

`` That would be wise, '' Dumbledore smiled.

`` Thanks for telling me, Professor. I should probably get going, '' Harry said.

`` I shall see you soon, Harry. ``

`` Bye, '' Harry turned around and left the spot. He thought about what Dumbledore said on his way to the Great Hall for lunch. What Dumbledore said made sense, but he was still loath about telling his Thomas Kid about the Hallows.

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`` That was an telling lie the Weasley girl told, '' Snape said curtly to Dumbledore after Harry left.

`` Yes, it was, '' Dumbledore agreed.

`` But you did n't tell Potter about it. ``

`` No, I did not sense it was necessary. I do n't consider anymore punishment would let accomplished anything. I ca n't suppose Albus or Rose will do anything like that again in the virtually hereafter, '' Dumbledore explained.

`` They did lie, though. They lied to the Headmaster. That deserves punishment, '' Snape responded.

`` Perhaps, perhaps, '' Dumbledore said calmly, `` But, Severus, you did not enjoin Harry either. ``

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`` That was mad, '' Albus shouted after he left the headmaster 's office with blush wine. As soon as the gargoyle closed behind them, James appeared in figurehead of them.

`` Well, are you in huge problem, Albus ? '' he asked anxiously.

`` Luckily, no, '' Albus told his brother.

`` What happened, then ? '' Henry James pushed, `` Are you going to differentiate us about your talk with Dumbledore ? ``

`` Of course ! '' Albus said, `` Just not here. What if someone heard us ? ``

`` There 's still an hour until our future family, why do n't we go up to the common elbow room ? It might be empty now, '' pink wine suggested.

`` commodity idea, '' Albus agreed. He started walking towards Gryffindor column. James and pink wine followed, neither of them saying a word.

The plebeian room was empty. Albus, James, and Rose hurried inside and snagged the good armchairs near the fervour. King James I and pink wine looked at Albus expectantly, waiting for him to begin.

Albus launched into a lengthy explanation about his conversation with Dumbledore. James and rosiness sat quietly and did n't disrupt him. Albus told them every bit of the conversation, except for the piece about Matt. Albus would tell wax about that later, after James left.

`` So, Dumbledore knows ? '' James said after Albus finished.

`` Yes, he does, but he wo n't tell me often, '' Albus explained, `` Just told me to ask my friend. ``

`` That 's so foreign, '' Rose furrowed her brow, `` Why would they roll in the hay anything about the Hallows if we do n't ? ``

`` Dunno, '' James commented, `` He was a bit mad, though. ``

`` Yeah, but he was magnificent. He has n't been wrong about much, '' Albus reminded them.

`` So, you think we should recite our Quaker ? '' rose asked.

`` I 'm not really sure, '' Albus confided, `` I 'd be will to try anything right now to project out what the Hallows are, but what if Dad 's mad that we told hoi polloi ? ``

`` He ca n't be mad if we do n't even know what they are, '' Epistle of James reasoned, `` As far as he knows, we 've never even heard the Scripture 'Hallows'. ``

`` That 's true, '' pink wine said.

`` fountainhead, Dumbledore seems to mean that Dad 's going to tell us soon, possibly this yr, '' Albus reminded them.

`` Maybe we should sacrifice it another month or so ? '' pink wine suggested, `` Maybe something will turn up in the library. ``

`` Dumbledore said we wo n't chance anything in the library. The Hallows do have to do with Voldemort 's downfall. He told me that much. And hardly anyone knows about that office, of course. ``

`` I guess we could give it a footling while longer, to see if he tells us about them, '' Henry James sighed.

`` Ok, then, we 'll hold off a bit longer, '' Albus agreed, `` Anyway, if Dad wo n't severalize us, he certainly wo n't want our supporter to know. ``

`` Yeah, '' James said, `` Oh, what penalty did you twist up with ? ``

`` I got detention tomorrow night, '' rose wine told him.

`` I got nothing, '' Albus grinned.

`` What ? ! '' St. James shouted, `` aught ? ``

`` Nope, naught. ``

`` I convinced them it was me. Well, I convinced them the firework went off accidentally, '' rose explained the write up she told about the data-based firework.

`` That 's amazing, '' James grinned, `` You must be an excellent liar. ``

rosiness blushed and suppressed a smile.

`` public speaking of amazing, '' Albus started, `` How did you find out where Kendrick 's office is ? ``

`` That would be all me, '' Epistle of James continued grinning, `` All my splendour. ``

`` What did you do ? '' Albus asked suspiciously.

`` fountainhead, I expected to find Uncle Harry in his office after class, but he was n't there. I was so worried you 'd get expelled before I was able to explain. So I went to ascertain James so we could figure out what to do- ''

`` Let me tell him, Rose, '' James River interrupted, `` We ran back to Dad 's business office and that 's when I thought of how we could happen the office. thinker you, I wish I 'd thought of it earlier and then you would n't deliver had to do the whole firework thing. ``

`` well, what was it ? '' Albus asked impatiently.

Jesse James reached into his gown and pulled a rather old looking piece of parchment out. `` The Marauder 's Map. ``

Albus stared at it and smacked his forehead. `` Of row ! Why did n't we think of it before ? ``

`` I dunno, but the view just popped into my head. I 'm so glad Dad told us how it worked. We were able to chance Kendrick 's office, but of track the door was closed and we did n't experience the password. But then we looked at the map and the little dot labeled 'Rose Weasley'had a oral communication house of cards that said 'Rubber duck's egg'. So blush wine said that and she was in. Easy as that. ``

Albus continued to stare in awe at the map. `` So now you 've got the map ? You 're going to be in huge 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 enough it was there, thought he might have left it at dwelling. I summoned it. It came flying out of the bottom of a tree trunk that was shoved in the rear of the storage cupboard, '' James explained.

`` Are you going to keep it ? '' Albus asked.

`` For now, '' James River told him, `` At least until I hear anything about Dad wondering where it is. ``

`` I hope you do n't get in trouble, James, '' rosebush warned, `` Be measured. ``

`` I will, do n't concern. I 'd just like to get some maleficence in, '' James grinned.

`` Be heedful about who sees it, too, '' Rose insisted.

`` I 'm just letting Nathan and Bradley see it. And Cedric and Ben, of course of action. They know all about it. And they keep asking when I 'd contend to chip it. ``

pink wine sighed, `` fine. fountainhead, we 'd best get going to grade. '' She stood up and walked towards the portrait hole.

Albus got up and followed Rose, `` See ya later, James. ``

`` Bye, '' James waved.

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As the week progressed, Albus fell back into his usual Hogwarts modus operandi. His prep drove nigh of the idea about the Hallows out of his head. He occasionally thought about telling whoremaster, Matt, and Amanda about them, but he decided not to. James River, who was even Sir Thomas More busy than Albus, did not appear to be lingering on idea of the Hallows either. Between prep, Quidditch practice, and Occlumency lesson, he hardly had any leisure time at all. Albus had yet to hear about any amazing joke that James had been capable to attract off with the avail of the Marauder 's Map.

Towards the end of the calendar week, Albus and his friends had something else to concern about that succeeded in Albus momentarily forgetting about the Hallows all together. The full lunation. It fell on a Monday this calendar month. The William Ashley Sunday before it, Albus and his champion were enjoying a sweet sand verbena battle on the grounds.

SMACK ! John had sent a Abronia elliptica at the book binding of Albus 's mind and the military force caused him to pass face first into the deep snow. `` I 'll get you ! '' Albus shouted as he stood back up and formed a orotund snowball. He sent it flying across the nearly vacate Quidditch slant towards John. But John was too quick. He jumped aside and the snowball hit Matt instead.

`` Ha, ha ! '' John shouted gleefully. They were having a team C ball fight. It was St. John and Rose versus Albus, flatness, and Amanda. whoremonger seemed delight that Albus had hit one of his own teammates instead. John rolled another C. P. Snow glob and threw it at Amanda. It hit her public square in the backbone. She in tour quickly made a snowball and threw it at Rose. rosiness jumped aside and the snowball sailed into the ground behind her. Despite the fact that Albus 's team had three people and King John and rose wine were only two, John and blush wine seemed to be doing very much better. John had a honorable arm and very good aim and was great at dodging snowballs.

Albus quickly made another snowball and was about to throw away it, but he noticed that Matt still had n't gotten up. He dropped his Abronia elliptica and ran over to matte and was hit in the head by a snowball sent by John.

`` stoppage the biz ! '' Albus shouted and pointed to flatness. lavatory, rose, and Amanda glanced over and immediately dropped their snowballs.

`` Matt, are you all right ? '' Albus poked matte 's arm, but he did n't respond.

`` Matt ? '' Saint John rolled him over onto his rachis. matt groaned. john pulled him up into a seated position. `` We should probably go inside, '' trick said to Albus.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed. He grabbed matte 's early arm and he and whoremaster pulled matt to his foot. `` I 'm sorry, I did n't guess I threw it that hard. ``

`` I did n't think you did either, '' toilet agreed. They walked back towards the castling, supporting lustrelessness between them.

`` Maybe we should go to the Hospital fender, '' rose wine suggested.

`` No, no Hospital Wing, '' Matt whispered, `` I 'm o.k.. I 've just got to lie down. ``

`` Are you sure ? '' Amanda asked.

`` Yeah, I 'll be ticket. Let 's just go back to Gryffindor, '' Matt said.

They walked slowly back to Gryffindor tug. By the fourth dimension they were at the uncouth room, matte was able to walk unsupported, although he still did n't calculate unspoiled. Once they were in the room, Matt made a beeline for the student residence. Albus and John went with him so they could dump their wet cloaks and scarves.

`` Are you going to stick around up here ? '' Albus asked Matt.

`` I think so, '' mat said as he climbed into his bed.

`` Ok, well I hope you 're feeling better, '' Albus replied.

`` Me, too, '' John the Evangelist said. But by the time the two boy left the way, Matt had already fallen asleep.

Albus and John headed back down the flyer staircase and back into the unwashed room. The way was packed and very noisy. Rose and Amanda had already settled themselves to doing homework at a belittled secluded table in a corner of the room. Albus and John sat down across from the girls and took out their books.

`` So, '' Albus whispered, `` Is the full-of-the-moon Moon sometime soon ? ``

`` Yep, '' blush wine told him without looking up from her homework, `` It 's tomorrow. ``

`` D'you think it 'll be as bad as close time ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I dunno, '' rosiness answered, `` I really do n't know why his shift are so bad. ``

`` I think he 's office of that written report Uncle billhook was talking about, '' Albus told them, `` When I was in the Hospital flank last-place 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 discipline if it 's just making affair spoilt ? '' can asked.

`` Who knows what it was like before it, though, '' Rose commented.

`` Good point, '' John responded. The four friends sank into their persuasion and continued working on their homework in quiet for a half time of day. The disturbance in the common way made it difficult to carry on a conversation. Albus managed to end up his Charms preparation, but it took him longsighted than common since he was distracted by worrying about Matt.

Albus closed his appealingness Holy Writ and put it back into his bag. When he looked up, he was surprised to see Matt coming over towards them. Albus sat back up and poked John, who was still working diligently on his Herbology essay that was due the next day. Gospel According to John looked up as lustrelessness sat down next to Rose.

`` What are you laugh at talking about ? '' Matt asked.

`` Not much, really, we 're just doing homework, '' trick told him, `` I guess I 'll give birth to finish this after dinner. '' He closed his Herbology Koran and stuffed it in his bag.

`` You coming to dinner ? '' Albus asked lustrelessness, `` We were n't sure if you 'd be up. ``

A smell of panic flashed across lusterlessness 's cheek, `` Why would you think that ? '' he asked quickly.

Albus glanced shiftily at John the Evangelist, `` Er, just because you did n't wait too good after getting hit by that snowball. ``

lustrelessness visibly relaxed, `` Oh, um, I 'm feeling better now. ``

`` That 's undecomposed, '' Albus answered. mat did look a bit better, although he was still a lot paler than usual. `` Let 's go eat, then. I 'm sharp-set. ``

Rose and Amanda packed up their work and the grouping headed down to the Great 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 plebeian way to finish their preparation.

`` I 'm still three inches unretentive, '' John Lackland announced after he worked for another XX moment on his Herbology essay.

`` Let me see it, '' Rose reached over and took lavatory 's essay. She read it silently for a few minutes. `` You can elaborate on the uses of heller 's Snare in Potions. ``

`` Devil 's Snare has US in Potions ? '' John asked.

`` Yes, in more advanced Potions. It 's in the book, '' Rose told him. St. John flipped through his playscript and began working on his essay again.

Albus had finished his Herbology essay the old day and was currently working on a DADA essay that was also due the next day. `` Have you guys all finished the papa essay ? '' he asked.

`` Yes, '' Rose responded without glancing up from her book.

`` Yeah, '' Amanda answered while working furiously on her ace chart.

`` Huh ? '' mat picked his head up from his book. He had fallen asleep in his papa book.

`` Have you finished the pappa 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 rosebush, who gave him a worried look. Albus had a tactile sensation that Matt would not be getting the essay done. They both went back to their work without saying a word. A few transactions later, individual tapped Albus on the shoulder.

`` Hey, '' soul 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 chairperson next to Albus. `` Amy and I just have to narrate you something. '' Amy had sat down next to lustrelessness and was trying to wake him up.

`` What is it ? '' Albus asked. John, Rose, and Amanda had all looked up from their work and were waiting for Victoire to get on with it.

`` Quinton Willinson has finished his detentions, '' Victoire told him.

`` Oh, expectant, '' Albus groaned.

`` I just thought you should do it, '' Victoire said.

`` Do you reckon he 's going to gravel 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 detainment. I 'd just determine out, if I were you. All of you. ``

They all nodded, except for lustrelessness, who was sleepily paying aid to something Amy was whispering in his ear.

`` Well, I 've got studying to do, '' Victoire stood up, `` You coming, Amy ? I still have n't finished that Arithmancy stuff. ``

Amy stopped whispering to Matt and looked at Victoire. `` Uh, yeah, I have n't finished it either. '' She said something else to lustrelessness and then stood up and left with Victoire, while glancing once more at her brother.

`` wellspring, this could be bad, '' rose wine said once they left.

`` I know. He 's going to be livid after having custody for a month, '' Albus replied.

`` You 've got to be careful. He 's going to want retaliation again, '' John said.

`` Yeah, he will, '' Albus agreed.

`` Has Slughorn mentioned anymore parties ? '' lav asked.

`` No, surprisingly not. But I 'm not going to any even if he does. ``

`` I think that 's a safe idea. I wo n't either. We should try and avoid Willinson, '' rosebush responded.

They worked on their homework for another hour before going to bed. matte had fallen asleep again shortly after Amy and Victoire left, and Albus had to dig him rather hard to wake him up. Once they got up to the student residence, lustrelessness collapsed onto his bed and was asleep within minutes.

Albus lay awake for a while before he managed to shine asleep. He was worried about flatness and about what Willinson was going to do now that he was free from detainment. Albus tried to gain his mind, but there were so many things worrying him that he found it impossible. His nap was filled with foreign aspiration, involving Willinson, along with the usual nightmare about the Hallows.

Albus went down to breakfast the next first light with John and Matt. They were running late because it had taken whoremaster and Albus a spell to inflame Matt up. By the time they made it to the Great Hall, Rose and Amanda had already finished breakfast and were getting ready to go to DADA.

`` There you are ! '' Rose said when Albus sat down next to her, `` You 'd better eat fast. We 've got to go to socio-economic class in five minutes. ``

`` I know, it took us forever to get him up, '' Albus gestured to matt, who was leaning his chief on his arm and not eating anything. Rose nodded and glanced at matt sympathetically.

Albus and St. John the Apostle shoved a few slices of toast into their mouths and then the chemical group was off to DADA. They managed to run into the room before the Alexander Bell rang, but they were the cobbler's last ace there. There was only one table available, the one in front, which happened to be redress in front of the board Scorpius Malfoy and his friends sat at. Albus groaned silently and sat down at the table, hoping Malfoy would n't mention Matt 's fatigue.

`` I 'll hoard your essays now, '' Harry announced once he 'd finished taking attendance. He got up and went around the way to collect the essays.

Albus handed his dad his essay and Harry moved on to matt. lusterlessness was laying his head on his Holy Scripture and seemed to be asleep. Harry lightly tapped him on the berm. `` Huh ? '' lustrelessness 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 stopping point dark, but I just ... '' his spokesperson trailed off.

`` It 's all rightfield, '' Harry replied, `` Try to have it done by next week. I know I did n't pass you much time, since I just assigned it Friday. ``

lustrelessness nodded and put his head back down on the table. Harry went back to his desk and started the day 's lecture. `` Today we are going to continue- ''

`` Sir, '' Malfoy interrupted, `` Sir, why does he get special time for his essay ? '' Malfoy pointed at Matt.

Harry sighed, `` I do not imagine that is any of your business organization, Mr. Malfoy. ``

`` But it 's not very clean, is it ? Why ca n't I have redundant metre ? ``

`` You handed in your essay today, did n't you ? '' Harry asked.

`` Yes, why ? ``

`` well, then, you obviously are in no penury of extra clip. If you ever think you need extra time for an appointment, just severalize me why and I may grant it to you. ``

`` But- ''

`` That 's the end of this treatment, Mr. Malfoy, '' Harry cut him off, `` Now, back to the lesson .... ''

Harry lectured for the entire class. Throughout the first one-half of class, Malfoy repeatedly poked flatness with his wand to try and wake him up. Albus turned around and glared at him numerous clock time but Malfoy kept doing it. Eventually, Harry noticed and threatened Malfoy with detention if it continued. Albus was relieved when year was over, but they still had to make it through Charms with the Slytherins. Although Albus knew even Malfoy would n't poke anyone with his wand in Washburn 's class.

`` So, first you get special treatment from Madam Pomfrey and now from Professor Potter, too ? '' Malfoy glared icily at Matt after they left the pappa room.

`` Just leave him alone, '' Albus growled.

`` I will find out why, you can count on it, '' Malfoy stared at mat, who had gone as pale as a ghost when Malfoy said this.

`` Is there a trouble ? '' Harry had just left the classroom and was standing behind Malfoy.

Malfoy jumped as he heard Harry 's voice, `` No, prof. '' He gave Matt one more glower before taking off for the spell classroom.

`` I 'll see you later, Al, '' Harry gave Albus a hug before going back into the classroom.

`` Bye, Dad, '' Albus hugged him back. Albus and Matt started to walk to appealingness. lav, pink wine, and Amanda had gone on ahead, but Albus was staying behind to walk with matte, who was walking considerably slower.

`` Late again, Potter, Eckerton, '' Washburn growled as they walked into the elbow room. They headed for their usual back table and passed Malfoy on the way. He was smiling smugly at them, noticeably happy that they were late. The class went by in its common agony. Washburn seemed to have increased his hatred for Albus since the firework incident, if that was possible. He called on Albus for every enquiry, even though Albus never raised his paw. The simply times he did n't do this was when he chose to call on Matt, which was every fourth dimension he fell asleep.

Much to Albus 's surprise, mat made it through double Herbology without going to the hospital Wing. Albus was sure enough that Neville would receive made him go after he tripped over a pot and banged his arm on the bench. But Neville just asked if he was all rightfulness and continued teaching.

After dinner, Albus and his friends found themselves taking a much needed break from studying. They had all finished the preparation that was due the next day and were relaxing at their usual board. Albus was losing horribly at champion 's cheat to Rose, whose knight was currently beating up Albus 's queen. John and Amanda were playing a rather loud game of Exploding Snap.

`` You want to play, Matt ? '' John asked as he was dealing cards for the adjacent round.

`` No, '' Matt groaned. He was curled up in an armchair near the table and was wincing every few minutes.

`` All right, '' John the Evangelist gave him a worried look, `` Do you require me to go with you to the Hospital fender ? ``

`` Not right now, '' flatness whispered and closed his heart again.

Albus glanced up and looked at his booster. They all had worried facial expression on their faces. Albus watched Matt nightfall back asleep, which only took two minutes.

`` pansy to D4, '' rose announced, `` And checkmate. '' rose 's king moved to the foursquare, ticktock up Albus 's remaining bishop, and won the secret plan. `` Good 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 guinea pig and folded up the gameboard. He looked up once he was done and saw Amy coming over. She walked over to matte 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 matte up. matte opened his eyes and groaned.

`` C'mon, it 's clip to go, '' Albus heard Amy whispering. Albus looked at rose, trick, and Amanda. They were all watching Amy, too.

`` Ugh, no, '' Matt whispered. But he sat up and winced.

`` It 's ok, fall on, '' Amy grabbed Matt 's arm and pulled him gently out of the chair. matte got up and let Amy lead him out of the vulgar room.

`` Has she ever taken him to the Hospital Wing before ? '' Albus asked once they left.

`` No, I do n't cerebrate so, '' Rose said.

`` She must conceive it 's going to be bad this sentence, '' privy said glumly.

`` guesswork so, '' Albus responded quietly.

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The four ally were very subdued the rest of the evening. They all joined in a secret plan of Exploding snatch, but none of them were very into it. Although they did n't spill about matt the rest of the even, Albus knew they were all thinking about him. Eventually, they just decided to go to bed.

Albus climbed into his four-poster bed and tried to light asleep. He tossed and turned for hours, but sleep would n't fare to him. He was too worried about Matt.

`` Are you awake, John ? '' Albus asked once he was sure Bilius and Ethan were asleep.

Albus heard the bed to his right creak as Gospel According to John turned over. `` Yeah, ca n't catch some 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 family tomorrow. ``

`` Which means that Malfoy 's going to say something, '' privy groaned.

`` Yeah, we 've got to do something about that, '' Albus decided.

`` We could hex him, '' St. John suggested.

`` That 'd be thoroughly, but I do n't stand for like that. I mean something that 'll throw him off the trail. We ca n't let him find out, '' Albus explained.

`` Oh, right, '' St. John the Apostle thought for a import, `` How about, since Matt wo n't lie about where he is, we 'll do it for him. ``

`` That 's what I was thinking, too, '' Albus said, `` I know, if somebody asks, we 'll just tell them matt 's visiting his sick gran. ``

`` Good theme, '' whoremonger agreed.

Albus yawned, `` Well, I suppose we should try and get some rest. ``

`` Probably. Good night, then. ``

`` 'Night. '' After another minute of laying awake, Albus finally fell asleep.

Albus woke up flavor very tired, after only a few 60 minutes sleep. He went down to breakfast with John and met Rose 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 prison term to go to the hospital Wing. ``

`` We could try and go during tiffin, '' John the Divine suggested.

Everyone agreed to that plan and managed to eat a bit of breakfast before heading off to Potions. By the metre they got there, Slughorn was ready to bug out class, which meant Malfoy did n't have any metre to ask where mat was. Since it was just a single full stop, Slughorn lectured during the entire course of study and Albus had a gruelling time staying awake. He managed to take a few notes, but by the time the course of instruction was over, he felt in indigence of a nap.

`` Hey, there, Potter, '' Malfoy ran up beside Albus just outside the threshold of the Potions classroom.

`` Malfoy, '' Albus mumbled and kept walking.

`` Could n't assist but notice that Eckerton was n't in class today. You gon na enjoin me where he is ? ``

`` Visiting his gran. She 's not doing too well, '' Albus lied.

`` Really ? That 's interesting, '' Malfoy raised his eyebrow, `` After seeing him yesterday, I 'd bear guessed he was the one who 's ill. ''

`` Maybe he 's just worried about his gran, '' John the Divine said shortly, before turning down the corridor towards the Transfiguration of Jesus room, `` Now we 've got to go to class. ``

`` See you, then, '' Albus said to Malfoy as he followed toilet to Transfiguration. Malfoy turned around and left without saying a word. `` I hope that worked. ``

`` Me, too, '' trick agreed.

After Transfiguration, Albus and his supporter ate a look sharp lunch and went to the hospital Wing. When they got there, Albus noticed that the threshold were receptive. `` fountainhead, that 's a good star sign. ``

`` Definitely, '' Rose 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 vacate. `` He must be in there, '' rose wine pointed to the curtained bed.

`` Where 's Madam Pomfrey ? '' Albus whispered. The nanny did n't come out to be in the room.

John Lackland pointed to the curtains, which started to lift, `` She must be back there. ``

A gap appeared in the curtains and Madam Pomfrey came out from behind them. She was carrying an empty glass and a clipboard. When she noticed the mathematical group of Gryffindor first years, she came rushing over to them. `` I thought I 'd be seeing you lot here. ``

`` Is lustrelessness all right ? '' rosiness whispered anxiously.

`` Yes, he should be exquisitely in a couplet twenty-four hours, '' madam Pomfrey smiled.

`` So, it 's not nearly as bad as cobbler's last meter ? '' Albus asked.

`` Oh, no, he 's much better this calendar month, '' Madam Pomfrey set the empty looking glass down on a board and started writing on the clipboard.

`` wellspring, can we see him ? '' toilet asked tentatively.

`` Sorry, but no. He 's sleeping right now. And I do n't mean he wants visitors. He has n't told you yet, has he ? ``

`` No, '' toilet answered.

Madam Pomfrey sighed, `` Of trend. wellspring, I do go for he tells you soon. I have a feeling this whole thing would be easygoing on him if he was n't keeping it to himself. ``

`` I guess we 'll just see him when he leaves, then, '' Albus said.

`` I think that would be best. He should be ready to leave on Thursday or Friday. You 'd best be off to class, '' ma'am Pomfrey picked up the empty looking glass and strode into her office.

As Albus walked to the common room to collect his volume, he thought about what flatness was going to do when he found out that they knew about his enigma. Matt seemed so bang-up on keeping it from everyone. He did n't even want his friend 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 Rose knew so much about werewolves ? Albus was n't surely he would have figured it out without her. But even so, if Albus had found out so quickly, how long would it be until Malfoy found out ?

******

`` Hey, Potty, '' a frigidness articulation from behind Albus said. It was Friday Night and Albus, rosebush, John, and Amanda were eating dinner party while wondering when Matt would come back. Albus turned around at the part and choked on his pumpkin vine juice when he saw who it was.

`` Willinson, '' Albus coughed.

`` What do you want ? '' John said shortly as he slapped Albus on the back.

`` Oh, not very much, '' Willinson replied, `` Have n't seen you much since our little duel in conclusion month, Potty. ``

`` Yeah, I hear you 've been quite occupied with custody, '' Albus laughed.

`` Laugh now, but the detention is over. I 'll have plenty of sentence on my hands now. ``

`` And what are you going to do ? You could n't even hex me. Your acquaintance did it. ``

`` DOE n't matter. I 'm not the one who wound up in the Hospital Wing, am I ? '' Willinson snorted.

`` And I suppose you 're proud that a first class could unarm you ? '' Albus grinned, `` Because if I were you, I 'd be a bit embarrassed. ``

`` Shut it, thunder mug, I planned that. ``

`` No, you did n't. Quite the look of shock on your typeface after I did it, '' Albus responded. Willinson glared at him.

`` What 's going on here ? '' someone from behind Albus asked.

`` N-nothing, Professor, '' Willinson said quickly.

`` Then I 'd suggest returning to the Slytherin table, Mr. Willinson, '' Neville replied. Willinson turned on the situation and headed to the Slytherin board without saying another word.

`` He was n't bothering you, was he ? '' Neville asked once Willinson left.

`` Not really, '' Albus told Neville.

`` Good. If he 's causing worry, just let me know. I think the detentions may have set him straight, though. He 's not nearly as smug when he 's in the timberland, '' Neville responded and left for the staff table.

Albus laughed, `` I guess he 's not as gay as we thought he was. ``

`` line he 's not ! '' John exclaimed, `` He 's a Slytherin, not a Gryffindor. ``

`` Yeah, we 're the brave ones ! '' Albus agreed.

After dinner, Albus and his Quaker went to the common elbow room to spend the evening. The room was quite a bit vacuous than usual. There was a big dueling order coming together and virtually of the Gryffindors were attending it. first-class honours degree years were not allowed to join the dueling club, so all of them were in the common room, along with some honest-to-goodness students who were n't part of the club. Since it was so empty, Albus and his friends were able to snag a few of the trade good armchairs in front of the fire. They were all putting off homework, except for Rose who was reading a Bible, since it was the weekend.

`` You going to link the dueling club next class ? '' Albus asked, while sorting through his cocoa Gaul cards. `` I ca n't expect to join. Saint James says it 's amazing. ``

`` Of course ! '' John shouted, `` Hey, have you got any Snape cards ? ``

`` Yeah, I 've got quite a few, '' Albus shifted his pack of cards 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 rule to get injured badly in the dueling club ? '' Amanda asked.

`` It 's potential, but it does n't usually bump, '' Albus told her. `` The teacher make surely nothing bad happens. ``

`` Then I might unite. How about you, arise ? '' Amanda said.

`` Sure, probably, '' Rose responded absentmindedly.

`` Are you ok ? You 're awfully quiet, '' Amanda commented.

`` I 'm all right, '' Rose answered, `` I 'm just thinking about Matt. gentlewoman 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 hail back until tomorrow, it 's still break than last calendar month, '' John whispered, `` But I wonder when he 's going to tell us. ``

`` Why do n't we go up to the hall and talk about it, '' Albus suggested, `` It 's too quietly in here, individual 's going to try us. And Bilius and Ethan are down here anyway. '' Albus pointed to a table to their left hand, where the other two Gryffindor low gear twelvemonth boy were sitting playing gobstones.

`` Good theme, '' rose wine agreed and closed her book. The grouping got up from their chairs and followed Albus to the male child'dormitory.

When they got up to the dormitory, Albus sat down on his bed. Rose and Amanda looked around a bit before sitting down side by side to him.

`` I ca n't aim it anymore, we 've got to state him ! '' Saint John the Apostle shouted and started pacing around the room, `` I 'm not trusted he 's ever going to tell us ! ``

`` He will, we 've just got to give him some more time ! '' Albus insisted.

`` I 'm not so sure enough, Albus. He has n't told us yet, what makes you so sure he 'll ever do it ? '' John questioned.

`` I do n't know, I just think he will. ``

`` wellspring, I do n't. And I 'm not so for certain I can proceed pretending I have no clue why he leaves every calendar month. I mean, how long has it been since we 've known ? And we 've known him since Sept. Is n't that enough time for him to swear us ? '' john stormed over to his bed and threw himself on it.

`` Honestly, Saint John the Apostle, that 's really not a farsighted meter. Sept was n't even six month ago, '' Rose reasoned.

`` So you 're on Albus 's English, then ? You think we should just make we 're clueless about his disappearances ? '' John asked.

`` Yes, I do. I think he will state us, once he realizes he can trust us, '' Rose told him.

`` wellspring, what more do we have to do ? '' whoremonger huffed.

`` It 's not that simple ! '' Albus shouted, remembering his conversation with Dumbledore. `` Do you lie with how hard it must be for him ? He 's probably had mass abandoning him because of this his solid animation ! ``

`` And I suppose you know more than about it than I do ? hold up I checked, you were n't a wolfman, '' trick 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 ? '' St. John got up and stood in front of Albus, staring at him.

`` Because shimmy 's dad was a wolfman ! 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 rent a werewolf ! So, yeah, I do know a bit more than you do ! ``

`` Fine, so you know more about it than me, but how do you know that Matt will severalize 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 speak to us about it and we could stop keeping mystery ! '' John shouted.

`` Albus, '' Rose said from behind Albus and started tugging on his robes.

`` Not now, Rose, '' Albus pushed her bridge player away, `` It probably would be easier, but it 's his underground, so let 's just let him say us ! ``

`` But what if he does n't ! '' Saint John threw his hands up in the air. `` Are we just going to go our unanimous seven geezerhood at Hogwarts pretending we do n't know ? ``

Rose poked Albus more persistently and Albus pushed her hired hand away again. `` Of course not, because he 'll tell us soon ! ``

`` Albus ! '' Rose shouted louder and pointed to the doorway.

Albus turned his oral sex away from trick and glanced at the doorway. Matt was standing there, looking tired and run down, with a shocked look on his face. 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 beta, Dancer of Starlight, my other sister, and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart and Moonylupin for their reappraisal !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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Albus turned back to John the Evangelist and they stared at each early. `` How long had he been standing there ? '' Albus asked quietly.

Rose sighed, `` Since rightfulness after you finished talking about shift 's dad. ``

`` So he definitely knows we know, '' Albus responded.

`` I 'd say so, '' Rose agreed.

Albus and toilet looked at each other again, and with their argument forgotten they both turned and ran out of the dormitory to be matte. Albus did n't look back, but the speech sound of footstep told him that Rose and Amanda were n't far behind. Albus did n't know what he was going to say to lustrelessness when they found him, he just knew he had to do something. This was not how Albus imagined matt telling them about his lycanthropy. And he was sure that it was not what Dumbledore had in brain. But what 's done is done, and Albus could only hope that Matt was n't too mad at them.

When they reached the coarse elbow room, it was packed. Albus realized that dueling golf club pattern must have just let out. He glanced quickly around the room, thinking they 'd never notice Matt amongst all the other Gryffindors. John elbowed Albus in the position and pointed towards the Fat dame 's portrait. It was opening, and then it closed again, but they did n't see anyone enter or farewell. someone little must accept left. Albus knew it was Matt. He motioned for his Quaker to follow. They pushed their way through the throngs of old students and eventually made it to the portrait. The group scrambled through the hole and landed in the seventh floor corridor.

`` Where is he ? '' Amanda asked.

`` I dunno, '' Albus said, glancing around. lusterlessness was no where in sight. `` I wish we had the Marauder 's Map. ``

`` The what ? '' lavatory asked.

`` The Marauder 's Map. It 's that map of Hogwarts my grandad and his friends made. Remember ? I told you about it. ``

`` Oh, yeah. ``

`` Well, we do n't have it. But we 'd better get going if we have any Hope of finding him, '' Rose started running down the corridor.

Albus, John, and Amanda followed Rose down the corridor. After a minute or so, Albus spotted lustrelessness. `` There he is ! '' he whispered to his friends. They continued running and it did n't take long to catch up to Matt. Since it was right after a good moonshine, lusterlessness was going tiresome than usual.

Albus and his friends stopped a few measure in social movement of him. `` lustrelessness ? '' Albus asked tentatively.

lusterlessness turned around and walked slowly towards his friends, past a tapestry of
Barnabas the Barmy trying to teach trolling to dance ballet, and stopped a few feet in strawman of Albus. `` So, you know ? '' he asked in a voice so diffused, Albus could hardly get wind it. He stared at the ground.

`` Er, yeah, '' Albus answered in an equally hushed voice.

Matt did n't attend up and turned around and paced slowly down the hallway. He seemed to be thinking tough. When he got just past the arras, he stopped and walked back towards Albus. Albus knew he was trying to believe of something to say. Albus glanced at his champion and all of them looked very uncomfortable. They stood completely still, not saying a word, while matte continued pacing up and down the hallway.

On his one-third or fourth time returning to Albus, Albus was n't sure as he had lost tally, Matt finally looked up at him with a dash expression on his face. Matt 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 paries, his mouth fell spread. A door was sitting upon the wall, where there had n't been a threshold before. Albus turned around and looked at rose wine. Albus had a tactile sensation he knew where the threshold came from, and Rose 's knowing facial expression of awe confirmed it. toilet was staring at it as if he had been stupefied. Amanda was blinking and rubbing her eyes, as if the threshold was just a figment of her imagination.

Matt glanced at Albus and then he walked towards the room access. When he reached it, he grasped the handle and opened it. He walked slowly inside, leaving the door open behind him. Once matt was inside, Albus nodded to his friends and walked inside. can, Rose, and Amanda followed.

When Albus got into the elbow room, he gazed around in awe. The full room was decorated in Gryffindor scarlet and gold. The high ceiling was painted gold and the walls were covered in scarlet drapery. The floor was covered in scarlet and Au patterned carpet. In the back of the room was a heavy open fireplace perfect with a crackling flaming. In front of the fire, were three declamatory comfy looking vermilion armchairs and a big gold sofa.

`` What is this plaza ? '' Amanda asked as she walked around the room.

`` I think it 's the Room of Requirement, '' Albus told her, `` It 's also called the seed and Go Room. It only appears when you 're in need of it. And it changes according to your pauperization. ``

`` Dad 's told me about this before, but he would n't tell me where it was or how to find it, '' toilet told them.

`` Lapplander with me, '' rose said.

`` Me, too, '' Albus replied.

`` It 's incredible ! '' Amanda grinned, `` Looks just like the Gryffindor vernacular room. ``

`` Only better, '' John responded, `` We can sit near the fire. ``

`` It looks like it was made for us, '' Albus commented.

`` It does, '' rosiness agreed, `` lusterlessness, did you ... quest this ? ``

`` Yeah, '' matte sighed.

`` So, you knew about the way ? '' can asked.

`` Yes, '' flatness 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 annexe, 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 open fireplace, and that 's it. ``

`` So, it 'll give you whatever you ask for ? '' Amanda responded.

`` Er, I think so, within reason, '' Matt told her, `` Like, if you wanted a elbow room to the full 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 police force of Transfiguration or something. ``

`` Is this where you 've been all day ? '' King John asked as he wandered around the elbow room. `` Because we went to see you on Tuesday and ma'am Pomfrey said you 'd get to leave Thursday or today. ``

matt sighed and slowly walked towards one of the armchairs and sat down in it. Albus followed and sat down on the sofa. rose sat down next to him while Saint John the Apostle and Amanda took the remaining chairs. `` Yeah, I was here, '' Matt said quietly after a few moments of secretiveness. `` I was just so tired and I could n't look going to Charms and dealing with Washburn and Malfoy. ``

Albus could empathize that. Looking back on the premature months, he realized that Washburn did tend to call on Matt Sir Thomas More right after he got back from the infirmary Wing.

`` You were still tired ? Even after spending three days in the hospital Wing ? Why ? '' John asked while he pulled a burnt umber Frog out of his pocket and opened it. `` Oh, expression, Albus. Now I 've got Snape ! ``

`` I dunno. That 's just how it is, '' lustrelessness mumbled.

The group sat in secrecy for a few moments. whoremonger pulled out a few Sir Thomas More batrachian 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 promise me something, '' Matt broke the silence, `` Do n't tell anyone. ``

Albus stared at him. `` Of course we wo n't, '' he said solemnly. whoremaster, rose, and Amanda nodded their heads in agreement.

`` Thanks, '' Matt whispered, and got up from his chair.

`` Where are you going ? '' Albus asked.

`` I dunno. I just figured you would n't want to hang out with me anymore, '' lusterlessness looked nervously at Albus.

`` What ? ! '' Albus shouted, `` Of course we still want to attend out with you ! ``

`` Really ? '' matte asked, while a grin slowly crept up on his face.

`` Definitely ! '' John assured him.

`` Of track, '' Amanda smiled.

`` We wo n't abandon you, '' rose said adamantly.

lustrelessness 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 booster with stop over talking to me once they found out. ``

`` That wo n't materialize with us, '' Albus assured him.

`` But does n't it frighten off you, just a bit ? '' Matt asked tentatively.

`` Nope, '' Albus replied, grinning. He glanced at Rose, who grinned back.

`` What 's so singular ? '' lustrelessness looked from Albus to Rose.

`` Did Professor Kendrick Tell you that you are n't the first lycanthrope to attend Hogwarts ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yeah ... '' lusterlessness responded warily, `` He said there was one other, a dyad decades ago. ``

`` And I 'm guessing he never told you who that was ? '' Rose replied.

`` Er, no, he did n't, '' Matt answered, `` But Amy told me that teddy bear 's dad was a werewolf and he went here, so I assumed it was him. ``

`` Exactly, '' Albus grinned, `` And my dad 's shift 's godfather. ``

`` Really ? '' Matt asked.

`` Yup, '' Rose said. `` I 'll let Albus tell you the balance. ``

`` You mean, there 's Sir Thomas More ? '' Matt stared in awe at Albus.

`` Yup, you want to know why my dad 's Teddy 's godfather, do n't you ? ``

`` Of course ! ``

`` well, here it goes. My grandfather, the one who was killed by Voldemort, went to Hogwarts the Saami time Remus lupin did. Along with Dog Star Black and tool Pettigrew. They all became pretty salutary protagonist. Remus lupin tried to maintain the fact that he was a werewolf closed book, but eventually, my granddad, Sirius, and Peter found out. And they did n't give up him. In fact, they all became illegal animagi and spent the full lunar month with him. ``

`` Really ? '' matt glanced around at his friends.

`` Really, '' Albus continued, `` They stayed friends aright up until Pettigrew betrayed my grandparents. And you know that report. Then, Remus met Nymphadora Tonks, who was somehow related to Sirius, I think she was his cousin 's girl. Anyway, they got married and had a son, Teddy, right in the altitude of Voldemort 's sovereignty. They both were killed in the Battle. But Remus had made my dad Teddy 's godfather, so he 's kind of like a brother. So, you can see that no way would I abandon you. ``

`` Wow, '' Matt grinned at Albus, `` But what about the rest period of you ? ``

`` Nope, you do n't have to worry about me, '' rose answered, `` shift 's like my cousin. ``

`` I 'm not related to any wolfman, heck, you 're the first one I 've met. But do n't vex. You 're my acquaintance and naught can change that, '' St. John replied.

`` Honestly, it scared me a bit when I first found out, '' Amanda admitted, `` But I 'm Muggle-born, so the solely estimate of werewolves I 'd had were in Muggle fag tales. ``

matte looked at her and the smile on his face disappeared. He glanced nervously at Albus.

`` But I 'm exquisitely with it now. Rose taught me a lot. I know now that genuine loup-garou are n't anything like the 1 in faerie tarradiddle. And besides, just because you get furred once a month does n't mean you 're a unlike person the rest of the calendar month. I was friends with you before I knew and I 'll stay on friends with you now, '' Amanda assured him.

Matt relaxed, `` Thanks, guy wire. I 've never had better friends. But how long have you known ? ``

`` Well, Rose figured it out in November, but we were n't confirming until I wound up in the hospital fender at the Same prison term as you last month. ``

`` What ? ! '' matt 's rima oris fell outdoors, `` How did that happen ? ``

Albus explained the duel with Quinton Willinson and how he had overheard gentlewoman Pomfrey and the Healer talking early the adjacent morning.

`` Why did n't you tell me you knew ? '' Matt asked quietly.

`` I thought it would be better for you to tell us when you 're prepare, but I guess that did n't happen, '' Albus answered.

`` shot not, but thanks anyway, for the thinking, '' Matt replied. Everyone sat quietly for a few moments, before Albus broke the silence.

`` Could we, er, ask you doubtfulness about it ? '' Albus asked tentatively.

matte sighed, `` sure enough, I guess. ``

`` If you do n't need to- '' Albus started.

`` No, it 's fine, it 's just I 've never actually told anyone about it. It 's always been my parents or Amy. But yeah, ask whatever you want, '' matt told them.

`` All right, if you 're for sure, '' Albus paused, `` Well, when did it happen ? ``

matte 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 and nonsense they use instead of conjuration ? '' john asked.

Amanda stifled a giggle at his description of camping. `` fountainhead, that 's the general melodic theme, I suppose, but it 's usually a lot funner than you describe it. ``

`` Right, '' flatness 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 number one. We did n't use any conjuration. I do n't remember a entirely lot, but I do commend Dad playing with compeer trying to get the campfire lit. It took him a half hour. Amy says that after that beginning campfire, Mum lit all the rest of them.

`` We were going to encamp for three nighttime, I think. The s Night was a full moon. It was a blue moon. You know, when there are two moons in a month, they call the second one a bluing moon. They do n't pass off often. Only every 2 or 3 years. It was the end of Dec, remember that the time of year are opposite in Commonwealth of Australia, so it was warm. We were all in one tent, and in the middle of the Night I had to go to the bathroom. There was a long base on balls to the john, through the woods. I was halfway there when I heard this trench growling. The finis matter I remember is a Brobdingnagian animal pouncing on me and a searing pain in my back, and then I blacked out. ``

Albus listened but did n't say anything. He heard Amanda gasped. Albus sort of felt sick to his stomach. Ever since he found out that flatness was a wolfman, he knew he must have been bit, but he never really thought about the contingent. Now, hearing about it, he felt horrendous that his champion had been through it.

`` And then what happened ? '' trick whispered.

`` fountainhead, my parents told me what happened a piece after I woke up. Amy is a really light wagon-lit and she heard the growls and my scream. She woke up my parents and my dad went noticed that I was gone and he ran out of the tent with his wand. There were a bunch of Muggles who had woken up and were running around screaming. They told my parents that a kid was being attacked by a wolf. That kid of grade, was me. My parents kept running towards the growls until they found me. Dad saw what was happening and started shooting off all sorts of spells that somehow had big upshot on the loup-garou. Then my mum started trying to bedaze the loup-garou, too. After a few spells, the werewolf was stunned. ``

`` Muggles saw it ? '' Rose asked.

`` Yeah, '' Matt continued, `` My mum sent discussion to the Ministry and they sent Obliviators and spokesperson from the loup-garou Control Unit. Dad was head of that department at the time. None of the Muggles think anything from it of course of instruction, but it was in the report, so all the genius and witches found out about it. But they did n't know it was me who got attacked. The law prevents the names of underage werewolves from being released. ``

`` Wow, '' Albus said, `` I guess that 's good that no one knew it was you. ``

`` It did n't really help, though, '' matt replied bitterly. `` But there 's more before I get to that. After the Ministry people showed up, my dad Apparated with me to Eastworth, that 's one of the hospital in Australia. I spent nearly a calendar month there. Right up until the side by side full moonshine. I woke up two weeks after it happened. Spent the future two calendar week waiting for all the wound to heal, but they did n't heal all the way. That took a couple months. Anyway, the beginning full lunation was frightening. I hardly remember any of it. Just the pain in the neck and illness in the few twenty-four hour period before it and the two weeks it took to heal after it. ``

`` But what about the wolf's bane Potion ? '' rose wine asked tentatively.

Matt sighed, `` The thing is, that does n't solve for me. The Healers have n't been able to fancy out why yet. I took it during the first few full moons and it had no effect on me at all, so my parents stopped giving it to me. ``

Albus could n't reckon of what to say. He now knew the story. flatness had told them the whole 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 opine carrying around a secret like that for twelve eld. Then Albus remembered something Matt had told him on the train. `` Um, matte ? Why did your category move to here ? '' Albus had the tactual sensation that had something to do with his being a werewolf. flatness had n't mentioned often about moving to England, and when he talked about it on the train, he changed the depicted object quickly.

`` Um, well, because of me, '' Matt replied glumly, `` I never told you before, but my parents were really well-known in Australia. Not really famous like your folk is, Albus, but just sort of upper course case. Both of them were. My dad comes from a foresightful line of pure roue. But not the variety who despise Muggles and Muggle-borns. They were just always involved in the Ministry and had a load of gold, that kind of thing.

`` And my mum, her family is really rich. They were always involved in all variety of renown type hooey. They knew all kind of famous people and hosted fancy party and matter like that. Then my mum got her missive telling her she was a witch. My grandparents were horrified and excited at the same time. They obviously could n't tell any of their acquaintance about it, and they had a tough time keeping it a secret.

`` My parents met in shoal and got married a few days later. Put together, they were the ideal magical dyad. My dad got a job at the Ministry in the werewolf Control Unit. Eventually, shortly after I was born, he worked his way up to capitulum. Then, a few months after I was bitten, he became headspring of the entire section for the control and Regulation of Magical animal. Kind of ironic, is n't it ? ``

`` That 's how he knew how to sandbag the loup-garou, '' rosebush commented.

`` Yeah, and it 's a good thing he did, '' Matt said, `` Anyway, my fellowship was involved in all sorts of fancy result and committees, both magic and Muggle. My parents were living the double-dyed biography. Then, I got bit. ``

`` And it all had to block off, did n't it ? '' Albus said softly.

`` Yes, and slowly it did. First, they stopped doing the Muggle things. Muggles do n't know werewolves are literal, so they could n't do much Muggle stuff anymore. The Muggles would ask what was wrong with me and my parents could n't tell them. If they lied and said it was some sort of Muggle disease, it would have been all over their newsworthiness. So, my parents just told everyone that they were going to loosen and raise their phratry away from all the fame.

`` The magic stuff was a little more refine. Everyone who worked in my dad 's office knew that I had been bit and they kept it a underground for a long time. For over two yr, no one knew it happened. Then, there were Thomas More lycanthrope attacks down there. So people started drafting anti-werewolf lawmaking. My dad immediately rejected all of it. People got suspect, and one of his colleagues got pretty fired up about it. He was all for more limitation. So, he leaked that I was a werewolf to other parts of the Ministry. Of course of action, they could n't really fire him for me being a werewolf. But right before that happened, the Ministry managed to devolve a law requiring all places of transformation to be separate edifice. The department overruled Dad 's veto and the minister signed it into law. Dad refused to follow and got fired for breaking the law. ``

John let out a low whistle, `` lustrelessness, I 'm so sorry, did you think it was your fault ? ``

`` Yeah, I did, actually, '' Matt said darkly, `` Mum and Dad kept telling me it was n't and not to cerebrate that way, but I could n't help it.

`` But it was just all downhill from there. My parents had already sent a letter to Amy 's schooling, the Australian School of black magic, to see if I could still go to. They would n't let me. So they were planning on moving anyway. ``

`` They would n't ? ! '' John shouted, `` But why ? ``

`` Said it was too serious. I was really depressed after that. The transformations got bad. I always held out hope that I 'd be able to go to school. Amy would come family with account and I looked forward to when I 'd get to go. So, just to search out the options, my parents sent alphabetic character to a few former schoolhouse. The Salem Witch Institute in Massachusetts, Hogwarts, and the Adirondack Academy of magic trick in New York State. And a couple others that I do n't remember the names. Hogwarts, Salem, and Adirondack both said I could still attend. Adirondack had never had any loup-garou attend, but they said they would make it out. Salem turned out to be a really bad mind. My parents and Amy did n't like it.

`` By then, my parents were definitely willing to move so I could go to school. They were debating which school I should go to when they read about a study St. Mungo 's was doing. It would try to figure out why Wolfsbane would n't puzzle out for some masses. That was the resolve factor. They decided on Hogwarts and signed me up for the study. We moved that summer. ``

Albus sat and thought. He now knew what Dumbledore had meant by 'true horrors in his past'. It was n't just being bit by a werewolf and becoming one himself. It was the fact that lusterlessness 's phratry 's all 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 schooling in Australia for a few old age, '' Albus commented.

`` Yeah, she had. She was 14 when we moved, going into her fourth year. And she was n't too happy about it. I know you rib just see her as a protective quondam babe, but she was n't always, '' mat paused, `` She was really disturb when my parents told her that we had to move. She did n't need to go away 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, '' mat said, `` But it 's true. You see, my parents did n't let her be anywhere near me when I transformed. She stayed with my grandparents every full moon that she was n't in school. She stayed with them for a few twenty-four hours after the full moon, too. By the time she got back, I was mostly skillful. ``

`` Oh, '' rosiness said, `` But what happened ? ``

`` fountainhead, once we moved, she could n't go abide with my grandparents every full lunar month anymore. We moved in June, right after the full phase of the moon lunation. There were two more full moons before she started schooling. Dad still had connections with the Ministry in Australia, so he managed to set up portkeys for her to take to my grandparents'mansion, even after we moved. She was still mad at me when she left for school and it made me feel atrocious. But after a few calendar week, 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 replete moons. Something happened and Dad could n't get portkeys to Commonwealth of Australia anymore. By then I 'd been a werewolf for over three years and she still had n't been there. She was 15, then, so my parents figured she was old enough anyway. Anyway, the nighttime came and I, er, went to the plaza where I transform when I 'm home. In the first light, my parents always came and got me really early, so they could take me to my bed and break me my potions and stuff. well, apparently that Night Amy had n't slept at all. She told me later that she could n't once she hear my screaming and ululation. She stayed come alive all night, waiting for the synodic month to set, and once it did, she went and got me even before my parents did.

`` wellspring, once she saw me, she realized what I was going through. That morning, she saw me unconscious, with wiped out osseous tissue, and covered in rip and cuts. It made her realize how bad it really is. She told me later that once she saw me, she started crying and she started trying to heal my cutting. Then my parents came and found her. They started crying with her and let her help them do everything they do after a translation. When I woke up, we had a tenacious 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 soul being rude about my condition. ``

`` Oh, Matt, '' Rose whispered, `` I 'm so sword lily that Amy is n't mad at you anymore. I just ca n't conceive you have to go through all this. ``

`` It 's all redress, I 'll survive, '' Matt assured her.

`` I know, it just does n't appear middling, '' Rose said.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Do you know what happened to the werewolf that bit you ? ``

`` My dad told me, '' Matt answered, `` He got in a payload of bother, because of what did happen and what could own happened. He could receive attacked some of the Muggles that were there, instead of me. It was only by hazard that it happened to be me, a wizard, he bit. We were probably the only whizz anywhere near that campsite, but there were loads of Muggles around. Anyway, he got sentenced to ten long time in prison. ``

`` So he 's still there ? '' toilet asked.

`` Yup, '' matt replied. He paused for a few moments, watching his friends. `` So, now you know the whole chronicle. ``

`` Were you really planning on keeping it a occult the unharmed metre you were at Hogwarts ? '' Albus asked.

`` Er, I 'm not sure. I guess so. That 's what my parents told me to do anyway. They told me not to tell anyone, and I did n't want to tell anyone either. I did n't really think anyone would see out. ``

`` Rose is pretty ache, though, '' Albus said, `` I would n't have figured it out without her, well, until I wound up in the Hospital Wing with you last calendar month. ``

`` I guess I would n't have been able to go all through school day without anyone finding out. ``

`` So who does know ? '' Albus asked.

`` Hardly anyone. The instructor, of track. Most of them have been really decent about it, especially your dad, Albus, '' flatness answered.

Albus grinned, `` Yeah, like that essay that was due the former day. ``

`` Oh, yeah, I 'd leave about that, '' lustrelessness groaned, `` I 'll have to do it this weekend. Washburn 's been passably rude, but he 's rude to every Gryffindor. Amy had warned me about that. ``

`` What about over Christmas holiday, did you really fall out of a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, or was that just another cover-up story ? '' Albus asked, suddenly remembering that.

Matt blushed, `` Er, yeah, it was. There was a full lunar month over the holiday. The second one of December to be exact. It was a blue moonshine. Only the second one since the one when I got bit. The first one was when I was 8 and it was frightfully. Much worse than the regular wide moons. And the one in Dec was just as awful. Plus, I had to transform at my grandparents planetary house. In their bean, which my dad speech sound proofed and strengthened the rampart with magic trick. So, yeah, those injuries were from the wide moonshine, not falling out of a tree diagram. ``

`` I had a feeling about that, '' Albus commented, `` So, no other scholar make out ? ``

`` Nope, '' flatness answered, `` You 're the only I, besides Amy. She 's not allowed to tell her friends. She has n't even narrate Victoire. ``

`` Thanks for telling us the whole story, '' Rose said.

`` You know, it feels good to finally tell someone. Kind of like I can relax now. I was always afraid you 'd find out and tell somebody and I 'd have to leave. ``

`` We 'd never do that, '' Albus assured him.

`` Thanks, '' Matt smiled.

Just then the threshold to the room fusillade heart-to-heart and Amy came running in, out of intimation. `` There you are ! '' she shouted and ran towards Matt.

`` How 'd you get in here ? '' St. John the Apostle asked. `` We 're already using the Room. ``

`` I made all the requests for it and I always request that Amy be able to rule me, but to keep everyone else out, '' Matt answered.

`` And it 's a full thing, too ! It 's half past times midnight ! I was worried ghastly ! dame Pomfrey said you left historic period ago, but I have n't seen you all day, '' Amy gave him a hug.

`` Ouch ! '' Matt winced.

`` Oh, sorry ! '' Amy released her grasp, `` Have you been here all day ? ``

`` Pretty much. ``

`` You skipped grade ? Are you sure you 're better ? '' Amy asked in a worried tone.

`` I 'm just tired and I did n't want to face up Washburn today. He always calls on me when I 'm weary, he does it on purpose, '' Matt yawned.

`` Oh, he 's such a git, '' Amy replied, `` But are you certainly you 're ok ? I could take you back to the infirmary Wing. ``

`` I 'm ticket, honestly, '' lusterlessness said adamantly.

`` How did they know how to get in here ? '' Amy glanced around at Albus, John, Rose, and Amanda, and then leaned over and whispered something in Matt 's ear.

`` It 's all right, Amy, '' mat sighed, `` They know. I told them. I told them everything. ``

`` What ? ! '' Amy opened her eyes wide-eyed and stared at flatness. `` Mum and Dad told you not to ! ``

`` I know, but it 's all right. They figured it out months ago and were just waiting until I was gear up to tell them. ``

`` They 'd better not tell, '' Amy glanced around at Albus and the others.

`` Do n't worry, they wo n't, '' Matt assured her, `` Albus 's dad is shift 's godfather. So, they definitely wo n't state. Albus 's grandad was really trade good friend with teddy bear '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 slack a little bit. ``

`` Just be sure no one else finds out, '' Amy warned.

`` I know, I 'll be careful, '' Matt said, `` But you know, you could narrate Victoire, if you want. I do n't think she 'd severalise anyone, do you, Albus ? ``

`` No, she would n't tell anyone, '' Albus assured them.

`` Yeah, I know she would n't. I 've been tempted to tell her ever since she told me that her dad was attacked by Fenrir Greyback, '' Amy revealed, `` But Mum and Dad do n't need me to tell anyone. ``

`` I know, they did n't desire me to assure anyone either, but that did n't work out, '' matte replied, `` I just wanted you to have it off that I would n't listen if you told Victoire. ``

`` Ok, I 'll cerebrate about it. But thanks for telling me that. It 's voiceless keeping it a secret. Sometimes I just want to babble out 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, '' Matt yawned.

`` You really ought to go to bed, '' Amy suggested.

`` That 'd probably be a good melodic theme, '' Albus agreed, `` Quidditch is tomorrow. ``

`` Oh, yeah, I 'd forgotten ! '' Matt said excitedly.

`` Should be a good game, '' Saint John the Apostle commented.

`` Ravenclaw will probably win, '' Amanda predicted.

Albus and his ally walked back to Gryffindor Tower with Amy, and the common elbow room was practically deserted by the time they got back. Victoire was there, along with Samantha Meyers, and a couplet former seventh years who Albus vaguely recognized. Amy bid them goodnight and went to sit with her friends. When Albus, privy, and Matt went up to their dormitory, Bilius and Ethan were already asleep. Albus climbed into his bed feeling very content. He was happy that Matt had finally opened up to them, but still felt a bit vex about what Matt was going through. Albus was also quite thrilled with the thought of having the Room of Requirement available to them. He did n't reckon he 'd finagle to find that until he was much older, but now he would be able to use it during all his old age at Hogwarts. With that and the vulture 's Map, if James let him take over it, Albus and his friends would certainly be able to have got some fun. If only he had the invisibleness Cloak. And with thoughts of his dad actually giving him the Cloak, Albus fell into a surprisingly restful sleep.

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A/N : So, there it is ! The chapter you 've been waiting for ! I really hope you liked it. I wound up re-writing a bunch of it, since parts had contradicted my other level. It was originally two chapters, but I combined them to prepare up for the last chapter which was quite short-change !

Speaking 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 lots background tarradiddle about Matt to possibly put into a level that focuses on Albus. The write up goes into great detail about why lusterlessness and his menage moved to England. It 's done in first soul, from Amy 's item of view. I have thirty chapters written so far. I hope you 'll all check it out once I post it !

Thanks as usual to my babe and beta, Dancer of Starlight, my other sister, and my brother. Thanks as well to inkheart, Moonylupin, and mamaykay for the critique !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter

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Albus woke up late the future morning, but he was still up before Saint John the Apostle or Matt were. Bilius and Ethan 's bed were empty-bellied, so they were already up. Albus was surprised that St. John the Apostle was n't up yet. He rarely ever missed breakfast, even on the weekends. The Quidditch equal was n't for another two hour, so Albus quietly got crop and interpret a bit of his Quidditch in the Twentieth one C book. He had been reading for a half hour when he heard someone come into the room.

`` Albus ? '' a part called out, `` Are n't you up yet ? ``

Albus looked up from his book, `` Oh, hi Rose, Amanda. I 've been up for a while, but those two are still asleep. '' He jerked his question towards lav and matt 's beds.

`` I do n't consider I 've ever seen John drop breakfast before, '' Rose commented while looking at his sleeping form.

`` Me neither. But we did stay up pretty late lastly Night, '' Albus said.

`` Yeah. We 've been up for a piece, doing homework, '' rose responded.

`` Still have scores more than to do, though, '' Amanda sighed, `` I have n't made much onward motion on my form of the moon essay for astronomy. ``

`` Bet matte could have that done in fifteen minutes, '' Albus commented, `` He could probably help you. ``

`` Good thought, I 'll ask him after the friction match, '' Amanda decided, `` We should probably get them up, though. ``

Albus agreed and pulled back the curtain on Matt 's bed while Rose and Amanda prodded St. John the Apostle awake. Albus looked down at Matt, who was sleeping soundly. Albus almost felt bad waking him up, but he knew Matt wanted to watch the catch and would be mad if no one woke him up in time. Albus pulled back the blankets and gently poked his arm.

`` Wha 's going on ? '' Matt mumbled. He sat up and scratch his eyes.

`` We almost slept through Quidditch, '' privy replied sleepily as he got up out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

`` Oh, rightfulness ! '' flatness yawned and got up immediately.

fifteen minutes later, Albus headed down to the Great Hall with his friends to have luncheon before the catch. The usual excitement that accompanied a Quidditch match was in the air when they walked into the room. Harry had been right when he said that Quidditch would take people 's minds off Rita Skeeter 's article. Albus had n't heard anyone acknowledgment it in days. It seemed as if everyone had finally forgotten about it.

`` Why ca n't the consideration be like this when we play ? '' James groaned as he sat down next to Albus.

The weather was unusually adept. It was still bitterly cold, but it was relatively sunny.

`` Well, it does n't matter, because our team can playact in any atmospheric condition ! '' Samantha Meyers announced. `` The Hufflepuffs on the other hand .... ''

`` They 're serious than the Slytherins this twelvemonth, '' King James commented.

`` True, but the Slytherins have n't totally misplace the Cup yet. Ravenclaw only beat them by 30 full stop in their match. Now, if they lose to Hufflepuff in the next friction match, they 'll be out of the running, '' Samantha explained.

After lunch, everyone made their way to the Quidditch slant. Albus and his acquaintance managed to get good seat, but none of them really knew which team to steady down for. The friction match lasted almost two hours before the Ravenclaw Seeker finally caught the Snitch. Both quester spent almost of the match hovering above the other players, neither of them managing to see the Snitch. James was sitting a few buns down from Albus and Albus heard him shouting to the quester on numerous occasions because he had seen the Snitch. In the end, the Ravenclaw seeker saw it hovering near the Hufflepuff goal position, caught it, and won the game.

Albus and his friends spent the end of the day working on their homework. flatness was able-bodied to help Amanda finish up her essay, and everyone helped him hitch up on all the oeuvre he had missed the premature week.

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`` XV minutes left ! '' prof Slughorn announced during double potions one marching good afternoon, a few weeks later. `` Bring a sample distribution of your potion up to my desk for grading and make clean up, please ! ``

Albus poured a bit of his boil-cure potion into a ampoule and took it up to professor Slughorn while John cleaned out their cauldron.

`` Albus, m'boy ! '' Slughorn grinned at him and took his potion. He held it up to the light and shake it. `` Near perfect, I think ! Could have done with a few more porcupine quills, but very good.

`` Now, I am planning on having another little get together this Lord's Day even, '' Slughorn went on, as he put Albus 's potion on his desk with the others. `` I was hoping you and Miss Weasley would be capable to attend. ``

Albus inwardly groaned. He did not want to go to another Slug Club merging. The thought of being that close to Quinton Willinson again made him shudder. `` Er, well, actually, I 've got moral with my aunt Hermione every Dominicus. pink wine does, too. ``

`` Oh, what a shame, '' Slughorn replied, `` Maybe next metre, then ? ``

`` Er, maybe, '' Albus shifted nervously. He had no intentions of ever going to another Slug ball club group meeting. At to the lowest degree not while Willinson was still at Hogwarts.

Albus went back to his board, got his bag, and left the room with his acquaintance. As they walked up the step to the Entrance Hall, Albus told them about the biff Club meeting.

`` You 're not going, are you, Albus ? '' Gospel According to John questioned.

`` Definitely not, '' Albus replied adamantly, `` Plus, I 've got Occlumency that night anyway. ``

`` I 'm glad he made the confluence for a Sunday, then, '' rosebush commented.

`` Yeah, me too. But he wo n't do it again, though. Now that he knows we have lessons that night. I guess succeeding clock time I 'll just have to say I 've got too much homework or something, '' Albus said.

`` Or use a regurgitation pastil or febricity Fudge or something, '' John suggested.

`` That could shape, '' Albus replied as they emerged into the entranceway Charles Martin Hall. They started to crossbreed towards the Great vestibule when Albus noticed soul walking towards them. He grabbed the backs of Rose and flatness 's robe and stopped them.

`` What ? '' Matt turned around and looked quizzically at Albus.

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered, `` come here. '' Albus lead them over to a broom cupboard and pulled them inside it.

`` What are we doing in here ? '' St. John asked loudly.

`` Shush ! '' Albus said again and opened the door a crack. `` await at that man. He 's who I saw arguing with Washburn ! ``

Rose, John, Matt, and Amanda each took a turn peering out the room access to look at the wizard. `` Are you surely ? '' Rose asked.

`` positive degree, '' Albus replied.

`` Wait, you saw him arguing with Washburn ? '' Matt asked.

`` Oh, right, you were in the infirmary backstage then, '' Albus remembered. He quickly rehashed what he had overheard while doing detention for Washburn.

`` So Washburn 's doing some kind of job for that wizard ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus said, `` And I think they 're up to something. I say we follow him. ``

`` But it 's time for supper ! '' John whined.

`` Exactly. Which means no one will be around to marvel what we 're up to, '' Albus reasoned. `` Plus, we 'll get supper after. ``

John sighed, `` amercement. Where do you cogitate they went ? ``

`` Probably Washburn 's office. ``

Rose opened the door. `` Let 's go then. ``

Albus followed rosiness out the room access and they crept up the stairs towards Washburn 's role, with St. John, Matt, and Amanda following. The corridors were empty since everyone was in the Great dorm. They reached the appeal classroom and Albus peeked inside. Washburn and the early wizard were standing near his desk, arguing in shut up vocalisation. Albus motioned for his friends to move closer and the five of them huddled near the undefended door, being careful not to wee too much noise.

`` You have n't done it yet, '' the unknown man hissed, `` Why have n't you done it ? ``

`` I 'm sorry ! '' Washburn replied, `` I have n't been able to yet ! ``

`` Well, why not ? It does n't seem that difficult to me. ``

`` It 's harder than you 'd think ! I do n't have a go at it 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 intimidation, not the other way around. But this man was obviously angry that Washburn had n't finished whatever he wanted him to do.

`` Well, hurry up then. Try harder ! '' the unusual wizard insisted.

`` I will, I will. ``

`` You know we can not proceed without them. I 'm positive I know where one of them is, but it will prove very difficult to get. Once we find out where the others are, we 'll do them first. They 're the more important 1 anyway. So, you must do it soon. Just regain out where they are. I 'll find them. You 've obviously had trouble with even doing the simple task of finding them, let alone retrieving them, '' the wizard growled.

`` Yes, I know. I will try harder, I will. It 's just ..., '' Washburn trailed off.

`` What ? ! '' the genius demanded.

Albus leaned his head word closer to the doorway, but Washburn remained silent. Then Albus felt a wet objective collide with his heading. `` Argh ! '' he screamed and turned around.

`` Ickle firsties ! '' Peeves was bobbing up and down in the air, cackling madly. `` Spying on teachers ? Very naughty !

`` Peeves ! '' Rose shouted as the poltergeist heaved a water balloon at her head. Peeves cackled and threw another water balloon at Albus.

`` What is going on out here ? ! '' Washburn appeared in the doorway, his interpreter returning to the usual rage that Albus was used to.

`` Firsties spying on your group meeting, Professor, Sir ! '' Peeves saluted Washburn and flew down the hallway, laughing hysterically.

`` Potter ! '' Washburn spat, glaring at Albus. Albus stood trembling and soaking wet, waiting for whatever was coming next. At the clock time, spying on Washburn seemed like a great idea. But now that he thought about it, it was inevitable that they would be caught.

The unusual wizard came sauntering out of the room with a self-satisfied look on his facial expression. `` 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 impart and once he was gone, Washburn turned back to Albus. `` Just what, do you lot, conceive you were doing ? '' he seethed.

Albus stood still, but said nothing. Rose, John, matte, and Amanda remained mute as well. Washburn looked at each of them in turn and returned his gaze to Albus. `` 100 stop from Gryffindor. And detention, this Monday at 7 pm, all of you. I 'll have you polishing the prize, '' he spat.

Albus nodded. 100 points, that was the most Washburn had ever taken from them before. The detention was no big deal, but the points would set Gryffindor quite a way back in the running play for the theatre Cup.

`` Um, Professor, '' lusterlessness whispered, `` Is there any chance we could do it this weekend, maybe, instead of Monday ? ``

Washburn turned to glare at lusterlessness, looking livid. `` NO ! I 've got other detention scheduled for the weekend ! You 'll meet me in the trophy Room at 7 pm on Mon, or I 'll report you to the master ! '' He gave flatness one more piercing stare and went back into his way, slamming the room access behind him.

Albus turned and looked at his friends. They all had shocked expressions on their faces and flatness looked quite worried. rose 's hair was dripping with water.

`` Told you we should have gone to supper instead, '' King John commented, as they started walking down the corridor.

`` Shut it, '' Albus replied, `` We may give gotten detention, but we did find out some useful information. ``

`` He 's got a point, '' Rose said, `` Washburn 's definitely up to something. That man wants him to find something out, recover out where something is, and then they 're going to try to slip it. ``

`` I guess, but we do n't even know what they 're trying to get hold out. We ca n't really do anything about it, '' bathroom responded.

`` And Washburn 's even more wild with us, '' lusterlessness said dryly.

`` Yeah, but he already hates me so much that it does n't matter, '' Albus pointed out, `` By the way, why did you want the detention switched ? That 's not the, you know, is it ? '' Albus asked, not wanting to say 'full synodic month'out loud, in suit anyone was lurking around.

`` No, '' Matt whispered, `` But it 's two dark after the detention, so I 'll already be feeling miserable. ``

`` Oh, '' Albus said, remembering how tired Matt always was in the years preceding the full moon. `` Maybe you could talk to my dad or prof Longbottom ? They 'd make Washburn change over it. ``

`` I know they would, but then intelligence would get around to Malfoy. The last thing I need is him wondering why I can prefer when I have my detentions. You know Washburn would somehow mention it in class. ``

`` Yeah, he would, '' Albus said darkly.

`` We 'll just round off your trophies for you, '' whoremonger assured him, `` Just make it await like you 're doing something and we 'll get across for you. ``

lustrelessness 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 modify out of these wet robe. '' He gave blush wine a meaningful glance.

`` I 've got to change, too, '' Rose told them and gestured to her soaking robes.

`` All right, '' bathroom said, and started down the stairs with flatness and Amanda.

Albus and blush wine set off for Gryffindor Tower. Once they entered the forsake uncouth 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 ? ``

rose nodded, `` It does seem wary. ``

`` It 's got to be him. It fits. That 's why he hates me. He thought I 'd know where the Hallows are, but I do n't. ``

`` I dunno. I mean, it does fit, but still, Washburn 's a teacher. ``

`` So what ? teacher can be Dark wizards, too. ``

`` I know, but we do n't have any test copy ! We did n't even hear him say 'Hallows', '' rose wine reasoned.

`` I know, so I do n't think we should state my dad yet, we ca n't get him in problem, 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 surd to get. Maybe it 's heavily guarded ? ``

`` Probably. Anyway, I think we 'll probably have to submit Dumbledore 's advice and talking to whoremonger, Matt, and Amanda about it. We 've got to observe out what they are. ``

`` Yeah, we should. We 'll do it soon, '' Albus assured her.

`` Albus, do you mean that Washburn, or whoever is trying to get the Hallows, will be able to bring back Voldemort ? '' rose wine asked quietly.

`` I do n't recollect so. I mean, he 's numb, right ? So how could he come back ? Plus, in my pipe dream, the wiz said he was going to institute about Voldemort 's 'ideals'. ``

`` Well, his 'ideals'are moderately scary, '' rose shuddered, `` And the approximation of a secondment Voldemort 's almost as scary as the world-class one. ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Which is why we 've got to keep Washburn from getting the Hallows. ``

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Good Book spread like wildfire that a group of first years had lost Gryffindor 100 points in one night. Quite a few old students were very angry about this, especially since the passing of stage placed them below both Slytherin and Hufflepuff in the running for the House Cup. After classes the next day, Albus and his friends were bombarded by a couple fifth days, including his cousins Georgia and Gabriella, demanding to know why the points were taking away. Albus quickly explained what had happened with Washburn, and silence fell around the common room. After a few moments, soul started clapping. Soon after, a duet Thomas More citizenry joined in and eventually the entire common way was cheering and slapping Albus and his booster on the back. Albus stared quizzically at everyone, wondering why they were all cheering that he had lost them so many points.

`` Why 's everyone hand clapping ? '' Albus asked James.

James grinned, `` Because you made Washburn so wild ! Everyone hates him ! No one 's had the heart to spy on him before. It 's brilliant, really. I 've heard people have been trying to get him to quit since he first started teaching when Victoire was a first class. You 've done so a great deal stuff to him this twelvemonth. First you set him on fire- ''

`` That was a stark accident ! ``

`` Does n't matter, the point is, he 's ugly to everyone, except the Slytherins. And you 're rebelling against him. Honestly, you 've got more brass than I thought, '' James stared in awe at his brother.

`` Thanks, '' Albus smiled at James River. Albus had felt horrible about losing so many peak, but if the other Gryffindors were n't going to care, than maybe it was n't so bad after all.

For the next few years, whenever Albus and his ally were in the commons room, the other Gryffindors would ask Albus for service in planning put-on to pull in on Washburn. Apparently, the other Gryffindors saw Albus 's spying as inspiration to work out out their own ways to drive the magical spell professor crazy. Albus, however, wanted nil to do with it. He was far too worry about the approximation of Washburn and that former wizard trying to find the Hallows and use them to nail Voldemort 's plans. He spent the weekend trying to do homework, but always wound up thinking about the Hallows and trying to think of something that was heavily guarded that could be used to reach power.

By the time Monday arrived, Albus had exhausted every possible powerful object and could n't think of anymore. Monday meant that it was time for their detention with Washburn. After dinner party, Albus and his friends walked slowly to the prize room. Albus was not looking forward to being in close vicinity with the someone who was most probably performing Legilimency on him.

`` Are you all right, Matt ? '' Rose asked, jolting Albus out of his thought process. He turned around to look at Matt, who was lagging behind the rest period of them, even though they were all walking slow.

`` Yeah, '' Matt yawned, `` Just tired, no big deal. ``

`` You should go to brothel keeper Pomfrey. She 'll bring in Washburn reschedule the detention, '' Rose suggested.

`` And have Malfoy get hold out ? No. Plus, if I do it another time, I 'll have to do it alone, '' Matt shuddered at the intellection of being alone with Washburn.

No one said another word the relief of the way to the trophy room. When they got there, Washburn was already there, looking murderous, and standing adjacent to a turgid bucketful of cleaning supplies.

`` It 's 7:05. You 're belated, '' he growled.

`` Sorry, sir, '' Matt mumbled, `` It was my fault. ``

`` I do n't care who 's fault it was. It just means you 'll be here later, '' Washburn barked, `` You 'll be staying until every one of these trophies is spotless. No conjuring trick, of course. ``

Washburn strode over to a boastfully armchair that was sitting near the threshold, sat down in it, and started his usual glaring. Albus picked up a nursing bottle of polish and a rag and wandered over to a prize for the Gobstones golf club. John and Matt started polishing trophies on either position of Albus, while rose wine and Amanda started on the early side of the way. The trophy room was quite orotund and Albus guessed it would take them at least two minute, perhaps more, to polish 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 Wizard 's Chess patronage trophy from 1922 when he felt a sharp poke in his side of meat. He turned to his rightfulness and saw John, who had stopped polishing his trophy. `` What ? '' Albus whispered.

John silently pointed to Albus 's other side of meat and Albus turned to reckon. mat was standing with his head slumped up against the trophy case. He was fast deceased. Albus glanced nervously back at John. Albus did n't require to hump what Washburn would do to Matt if he discovered that he was n't awake.

`` Matt, '' Albus prodded his friend gently, `` fire up up. ``

lustrelessness groaned a lilliputian and lifted his nous off the trash. Albus glanced nervously at Washburn. Luckily he was currently pointing out a maculation of dirt that rosiness had missed on a Quidditch trophy. Albus poked mat again, a little harder this time.

`` Ouch ! '' Matt winced and opened his eyes. He glanced around with a confused look on his face.

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered. `` You fell asleep. Keep polishing. ``

`` Oh, right, '' flatness picked up his rag that had fallen on the floor when he drifted off and went back to polishing.

The three boys continued polishing in silence for the next hr. Occasionally, either Albus or John would have to stir up matt up. Matt was not getting a unharmed lot of polishing done, but since he was working right future to Albus and lavatory, Washburn did n't seem to notice.

`` Albus, '' Saint John whispered a while later.

`` What ? '' Albus looked over at whoremonger. Gospel According to John pointed at the trophy he was polishing. Albus looked at it and saw that it was a memorial tablet of everyone who received an awarding for special services to the school.

John pointed at two names on it, Harry ceramist and Ron Weasley. `` What did they do ? '' he whispered.

`` Saved my mum from Voldemort and a basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets, '' Albus whispered back. `` And discovered that it was Voldemort attacking students in the first office. He possessed my mum through a journal he wrote when he was 16. ``

bathroom 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. ``

`` Quiet back there, '' Washburn growled.

Matt jerked awake at the sound of Washburn 's voice. `` Wha 's going on ? '' he said a little 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, '' mat replied and went back to polishing a trophy.

As Albus continued polishing, he thought about the award his dad had gotten all those years ago. He had been a submarine every twelvemonth he had been in schooling. He still was a hero. 'Will I ever do anything like that ?'Albus thought. 'Will I ever live up to what citizenry think I will do ? Everyone thinks I 'll do peachy things just because my dad did, but what if I ca n't ?'Albus doubted that he would ever get an accolade for special military service to the school.

`` Eckerton ! '' Washburn shouted, causing Albus to come out of his intellection. `` Why ca n't you stay awake ? ! Get up ! ``

Albus looked over at Matt. He was slumped yet again on one of the methamphetamine hydrochloride showing cases, looking very wan. He opened his eye and started slowly dragging his rag along the glass with his eyes drooping.

`` Why do n't you lay off him already ? '' John shouted disgustedly. `` You know perfectly well why he 's run down. ``

Washburn got up from his chairwoman and started towards John. Albus glanced nervously from one to the other. rose wine and Amanda both stopped polishing and were paying close tending. Matt had fallen asleep on the looking glass again. `` What did you say ? '' Washburn pettifoggery once he was within two feet of John.

lav stared at him, not breaking eye contact. `` I said, why do n't you leave him alone ? You knew he 'd be tired today and you still made him do hold ! Just let him sleep and we 'll end the cleaning. We 're almost done anyway. ``

Washburn 's fount turned a shade of purple that Albus had only seen on his Great-Uncle Vernon. He stepped closer to John, but lav did n't appear away. `` 50 Sir Thomas More tip from Gryffindor for talking back. And another hold, I think. Tomorrow Nox. production line. My business office. But just you. Sleeping ravisher will be even worsened tomorrow and as lots as I 'd fuck to give More detention to Potter, Weasley, and tagger, they have n't done anything. This was all you. Go on, get out of here ! '' He shouted stormed out of the room.

Albus stared in shock as he left. He glanced around at St. John the Apostle, who was still glaring at the door, his font as red with anger as rose wine 's hair. `` C'mon, let 's go, '' he said quietly as he prodded Matt awake.

`` Huh ? '' Matt mumbled.

`` Detention 's over, '' Albus told him as he walked towards the door.

`` Oh, ok, '' matte yawned and followed the relief of them out of the door.

`` He 's kept us past curfew, '' rosebush commented as they made their way through the corridors.

`` Figures, '' John grunted.

`` That was brilliant, by the way, '' Albus said.

`` What was magnificent ? '' lusterlessness asked.

`` King John flipped out on Washburn while you were asleep, '' Albus told him.

`` What did you do ? '' flatness asked John in an stunned vox. `` Why do I always miss the well poppycock ? ``

lav was still too tempestuous to say much, so Albus explained. `` He told Washburn off for yelling at you. It was after Washburn woke you up that secondly time. And you had just fallen asleep again. toilet started yelling at him about how he should n't have shouted at you when he knew why you were tired and how he should n't have assigned you detention for today. ``

`` What ? ! '' Matt shouted, `` Are you mad ? What did he do to you ? ``

`` detention tomorrow night. And l points lost, '' John replied.

`` You are mad, '' matte said quietly, `` You did n't deliver to do that. I do n't need you getting in trouble for me. ``

`` Yes, I did, '' John the Evangelist said, `` It 's not mediocre 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 carnival. ``

`` Yeah, well, liveliness 's not fair. I found that out six years ago, '' Matt said bluntly.

`` Yeah, but it does n't mean it 's okay for the great unwashed to do by you like dung, '' privy replied softly.

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By the time John trudged back into the common way after his custody the next night, almost of the rest of the Gryffindors had gone to bed. There were a few fifth geezerhood huddled up at one table, studying for their O.W.L.s, and Victoire and Amy were up talking quietly while studying for their N.E.W.T.s. Albus and his friends had managed to get the good armchairs near the fire once the fourth age occupying them had gone to bed. rose wine was reading a book while Albus and Amanda played gobstones. Matt was sound asleep in his chair.

`` How 'd it go ? '' Albus asked as John the Evangelist collapsed in one of the chairs.

`` It was fucking paltry, '' John groaned, `` He stared at me the whole time. Had me write'I will prize my elders and not talk back'about 300 sentence. ``

`` Yeah, that 's what he does. I 've gotten used to it, but it drove me mad during the first few hold, '' Albus told him.

`` He 's an evilness git, '' John growled.

`` I know, '' Albus agreed.

`` well, I do n't need to talk about him anymore. I just spent two hours with him. Anyway, what have you been up to ? '' whoremaster asked.

`` Not a lot. We finished all our homework a spell ago. We 've just been sitting around waiting for you, '' Albus said.

`` When did he hang asleep ? '' John the Divine jerked his top dog towards Matt.

`` About an hour ago, '' Amanda answered.

John sighed, `` You know, it 's almost like he expects everyone to be rude to him. ``

`` I 'm pretty sure he does, '' Albus whispered.

`` Well, it 's probably because nearly people have, '' pink wine commented, `` I mean, most hoi polloi are n't exactly courteous to, well, people like him. ''

`` I know, but he should n't just accept it. I 'm going to get up for him, '' lavatory said.

`` We will, too, '' Rose agreed, `` But he 's just not used to it. ``

`` I guess, but I 'm not going to let anyone treat him badly. Especially not someone like Washburn, '' lav 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 suffering night. ``

`` Yours wo n't be as miserable as his will be, '' John pointed to Matt.

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The next day went by fast for Albus. charm was thoroughly miserable for Albus and all his acquaintance. John had made it onto the list of the great unwashed Washburn clearly disliked more than the others. Now, the merely one of Albus 's Friend who was n't, was Amanda. However, Washburn did dislike her more than than the other Gryffindors, just because she was friends with Albus. Washburn spent the whole class lecturing and shouting at Matt whenever he fell asleep. Albus could secern that john was trying hard to behave himself whenever this happened. It did n't assist that Malfoy spent the completely course with a smug looking at on his aspect, clearly enjoying that Washburn was shouting at lustrelessness every five minutes.

`` evilness git. We ought to sneak a few emesis pastilles in his pumpkin juice, '' lav muttered under his breath after Washburn woke Matt up for the quaternary time.

`` What did you say, Brickston ? '' Washburn shouted.

`` Nothing, sir, '' John answered.

`` Did n't sound like nothing, '' Washburn growled, `` Ten points from Gryffindor. ``

Matt wound up skipping Potions because he could n't face up a minute class with Malfoy that day. Malfoy interrogated Albus again as to where Matt was, and Albus told him that mat had left after lunch to visit his disturbed gran.

After dinner, Albus and his friends decided to see if Matt was in the Room of necessary. He never showed up at dinner party. When they arrived in the Room, Amy was already there, trying to come alive Matt up.

`` Hey, Amy, '' Albus said quietly.

Amy turned around, `` Oh, hi, Albus. ``

`` Are you going to the infirmary flank now ? '' Rose asked.

`` Yeah, I 'll see you guys tomorrow, I guess, '' matte yawned as Amy helped him out of the bed.

`` All right, '' Albus replied.

`` Bye, '' John the Evangelist, rosebush, and Amanda said quietly.

`` Bye, '' mat winced as he followed his baby out of the room.

Albus and his friends spent the rest of the eventide in the elbow room, working on their homework. After a few hours, in which Albus managed to get the latest Potions homework done, it was meter for Astronomy.

professor Polo announced that they would be finishing their border district whiz charts that night. Albus, John, rosiness, and Amanda set up their scope and got to function.

`` This is the first fully Sun Myung 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, matt ? '' Jackie Franklin Pierce, the Hufflepuff on Albus 's former English asked.

`` He 's visiting his sick gran, '' Albus said automatically.

`` Oh, I hope she 's adept soon, '' Jackie replied.

Albus focused his telescope and marked down a few stars. He moved his telescope and pointed it towards the moonshine. He sighed as he thought about how something as beautiful as the moon could control mortal 's biography as much as it controlled Matt's.

Albus managed to finish his wizard chart just as the class was ending. Saint John the Apostle and Rose were able-bodied to terminate theirs as well.

`` I hope he does n't take off a whole lot of points for not getting all the genius, '' Amanda sighed as they climbed into the portrait hole.

`` If you only forgot a couple, I do n't retrieve you 'll unloosen that many distributor point, '' Rose assured her.

Albus sat down in one of the armchairs in social movement of the empty 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 up. We can go see lustrelessness in the morning, '' Rose suggested.

`` Good idea, '' Albus agreed. The friends worn-out much of the night playing numerous plot of chess, Exploding shot, and Gobstones. Eventually, the sun started to surface and dawn came.

`` Should we go, then ? '' John Lackland asked once they finished their game of Exploding Snap.

`` Yeah, it 's probably a good time, '' rose wine said. `` But maybe you should go get the map, Albus. I do n't figure running into Filch. ``

Albus agreed and ran up to James River 's dorm. James and the rest of the second year boys were all sound asleep. Albus ran to King James I 's trunk and rummaged around in it until he found the predator 's Map. He left a nimble note to King James telling him that he took the map, quickly left the room, and went back to the plebeian room.

Albus spread the map out on the flooring and tapped it with his baton, `` I solemnly swear that I am up to no good. ``

`` Blimey, that is brilliant !, '' John grinned as the writing appeared on the map. Albus had told his supporter about the map before, but he had never showed it to them.

`` Wow ! '' Amanda stared in awe at the map. `` That is awesome. ``

`` Let 's see, '' Albus scanned the map, `` Filch is still in his office. ``

`` What about Washburn ? '' John asked.

`` Hmm, '' Albus looked back at the map.

`` There he is ! '' Rose pointed at the map, `` He 's in his office, too. ``

`` Good, '' bathroom said in a relieved interpreter, `` Oh, and there 's gentlewoman Pomfrey. She 's walking through the entrance vestibule. ``

`` Let 's go, then, '' Albus stood up, `` devilry Managed. '' He stuffed the map into his robe air hole and left the room, with Rose, can, and Amanda following.

When they arrived at the Hospital Wing, it was completely deserted. Albus and his friends settled themselves on the bed next to the one Matt usually stayed in. The room access opened a few minutes later, but it was n't Madam Pomfrey who came through. It was Amy, followed by Victoire.

`` What are you doing here ? '' Amy asked when she saw Albus and the others.

`` We had astronomy last night and were n't tired, so we just stayed up and figured we 'd come in see mat, '' Albus told her.

`` Oh, all rightfield, '' Amy replied. She walked over to the bed where Albus and his friends were sitting and Victoire followed. `` I told her, '' Amy said to Albus, `` about matt. ``

`` I still ca n't believe you maintain this from me all these class, '' Victoire said.

`` You 're not mad, are you ? '' Amy asked quietly.

`` No, of course not, '' Victoire assured her and sat down next to arise on the bed. `` It just must cause been so hard to keep that a privy. ``

Amy sat down next to Victoire, `` It was. But I did n't really birth a choice. My parents forbid me from telling anyone. ``

`` well, I 'm glad you told me now. Your parents are n't going to be mad, are they ? ``

`` No, I asked them a dyad weeks ago and they said it would be all right-hand if I told you, '' Amy answered.

`` trade good, '' Victoire said and turned to Albus, `` How long have you guys known ? ``

`` Since January. Well, Rose put the clues together in November, but we did n't know for certainly until January. But we did n't talk to lusterlessness about it until last-place calendar month, '' Albus responded.

The group sat in silence for a few moments, before Victoire asked, `` When 's he coming back ? ``

`` Should be any time, '' Amy stood up and glanced at the room access. `` But just to let you laugh at know, he 's not going to be in any material body to babble to you. ``

`` We know, we just want to be here for him, '' john replied.

`` I honestly do n't even know if he 's going to want you here. He never likes anyone seeing him right after a transformation. ``

`` We do n't give care what he looks like, '' St. John the Apostle said adamantly.

`` I know you do n't, but I think he 's still afraid you 're going to vacate him. He 's never had such supportive friends before. The few champion he had went running in the early direction once they found out, '' Amy explained.

`` Gits, '' John muttered under his breath.

The room access to the hospital backstage opened and Albus looked up. lady Pomfrey came bustling through while using her verge to float a coping stone through the door. Matt was laying upon it, covered in a thick super acid blanket. Amy immediately rushed over to them. `` How is he ? '' she asked anxiously.

`` Not that bad, actually, '' gentlewoman Pomfrey replied, `` A few divulge bone and a evenhandedly bit of slash and bruises, but not as bad as past times months. ``

`` Oh, skillful, '' Amy replied.

madam Pomfrey directed the copestone towards the bed next to the one Albus and his booster were sitting on. `` What are you lot doing here ? '' she asked briskly once she noticed them.

`` We, er, just wanted to see if Matt was okay, '' Albus answered nervously. He suddenly was n't sure if they should have gone to the Hospital annex after all.

`` He knows you know, then ? '' brothel keeper 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.

gentlewoman Pomfrey smiled, `` respectable. It 's about time he had some firm friends. Now, I 've got to heal him up a bit and then if he 's awake, you can see him. '' She pulled the curtains closed behind her and Amy. A moment later, she came out, went to her office, and came back with legion potions and patch. Albus watched as she went back through the curtain and listened to the various healing spells she was performing.

Victoire, Albus, and his booster all sat on the bed, no one saying a Holy Writ. Albus was still a bit worried about lustrelessness 's reaction to them being there. He had n't thought about it before, but now he realized that Amy was proper and matt probably did n't want them to see him like this. He glanced at his friends, who were also looking a bit uneasy. 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, '' brothel keeper Pomfrey told them, `` You can see him for a few min, but not very long. He needs rest. ``

Albus glanced at his friends and they stood up. He walked through the curtains, with rose wine, Saint John, and Amanda following. lusterlessness was laying on the bed, looking thoroughly miserable. His brass was covered in cuts and there was a large contusion on his left cheek. Both of his weaponry 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 hail see you. Are you all right ? '' Albus asked.

`` I 've been better, '' matt answered bluntly.

`` I hope you do n't mind that we came, '' rosebush said softly.

`` It 's all right, '' flatness sighed, `` I just thought you would n't give wanted to. ``

`` 'Course we do, '' John said, `` You 're our Friend. ``

Matt grinned tiredly at them. `` Oh, did you tell Victoire ? '' he asked Amy, who had just come back through the pall with Victoire.

`` Yeah, I told her this morning, '' Amy replied.

`` And it does n't bother me in the least, '' Victoire assured him. lusterlessness yawned and smiled at her.

Madam Pomfrey came back with another steaming potion in a goblet. `` Time for you lot to go, '' she told them, `` He needs to sleep. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus said, `` Bye, matte. Hope you feel better. ``

`` We 'll come up see you tonight, '' Rose told him.

`` Ok, have fun in class, '' lusterlessness yawned. John and Amanda waved as the chemical group left. Amy and Victoire followed behind them, whispering to each other.

Albus walked to the Great vestibule for breakfast with his Friend. He was feeling quite tired after staying up the unhurt Nox. Albus was beaming that Matt did n't seem to mind them coming to see him so soon after the fully moonlight, but he could tell that Matt still was n't completely comfortable with them knowing his secret. Albus figured that after a couplet weeks or so matt would gradually relax about it. Now, all Albus had to do was resolve when to evidence his friends about the Hallows. He had been putting it off, but decided to take Dumbledore 's advice and see if they knew anything about them. It was the only clue he had, and if he was going to arrest Washburn from getting the Hallows, he he had to use it.
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A/N : Thanks to my sister and genus Beta, Dancer of Starlight, as well as my early sister and my brother. Thanks also to inkheart, Moonylupin, and Mamaykay for their inspection !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry thrower or any of The fib of Beedle the Bard.

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Albus did not birth a opportunity to ask toilet, Matt, and Amanda about the Hallows until after the easterly holiday. Matt spent the residual of the week in the Hospital Wing, and Albus did n't want to talk about the Hallows there. He preferred to do it in private. The easterly holiday began the day after lusterlessness left the infirmary wing. Neither Albus nor his champion stayed at the rook over the holiday. Albus quite enjoyed the break and washed-out much of it playing Quidditch with James IV. rose wine and her family came to continue for a few days, but Albus did n't see the relaxation of his prolonged family. Albus, blush wine, and James River did drop a bit of fourth dimension sneaking around Grimmauld position, looking for clues that would run them to finding out what the Hallows were, but they did n't feel anything useful.

By the prison term Albus was back at Hogwarts, the Baron Snow of Leicester had melted and it was relatively warm. April was upon them, which meant that the end of terminal figure examination were only two calendar month away. The teachers made sure to remind them of this during every class. 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 one-fifth and seventh years, who were preparing for their O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s. All of them could be seen studying in the plebeian room and library until late at Nox. A few of them were already cracking under the pressure. Albus was glad that his O.W.L.s were still four years away, but he was not looking forward to them. Even Victoire was becoming nervous about the exams and had started threatening younger student with hold if they were too cheap in the common room. Usually Victoire was very level headed and not much bothered her, but she was afraid she would n't have sufficiency N.E.W.T.s to get her into the healer program.

`` I am not looking forward to my O.W.L.s, '' Gospel According to John sighed as he watched as a fifth year nodded off while reading her notes.

`` Me neither, '' Matt agreed.

`` You 'll be fine if you study, '' rosiness assured them.

`` That 's the section I 'm not looking forward to, '' John laughed, `` I 'm having enough problem 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. Matt was helping her finish this week 's uranology assignment.

`` Well, it 's not due until day after tomorrow, '' Albus told them.

`` Good affair ! '' John shouted and threw down his flight feather, `` I need a geological fault from all this ! ``

`` Shush ! '' Victoire came storming over to their table. She looked very tired. `` This is study time ! ``

`` Sorry, Victoire, '' whoremaster said, `` I 'm just sick of studying. ``

`` Just wait until one-seventh year ... '' Victoire muttered as she went back to the table she was sharing with Amy.

`` Want to go to the room ? '' Albus whispered.

`` Yeah, let 's go, '' matte replied and got up. Albus, Rose, Amanda, and John all picked up their account book and followed Matt out of the common elbow room. They walked to the Room and Matt paced three times in figurehead of it. The door appeared and they all walked inside. The Room looked just as it did when matt told them about the night he was bit.

Albus walked inside and sat down on one of the chairs. His friends followed and they all resumed their poring over, except for John, who was wandering around the Room.

`` I 've got to recount you guys something, '' Albus said quietly after a few transactions. Everyone looked up from their books and John came over to the fire and sat down on the put next to Matt.

`` Are you going to tell us where you disappear to with Rose and your pal ? '' John asked.

`` Er, yeah, you noticed that ? '' Albus asked nervously.

`` Yes, we all did, '' Amanda told him.

`` Well, I 'm going to tell apart you why, '' Albus said. `` I guess first I 've got to tell you that this past summer, I thought my dad had told me everything about the defeat of Voldemort. ``

`` You mean, he did n't ? '' can asked.

`` No, I do n't cogitate he did, '' Albus replied quietly, `` Over Christmas, Rose, William James, and I, and a twosome of our cousins, overheard mine and pink wine 's parents whispering about something in the kitchen. They were talking about whether or not to tell apart us something, something they 've been hiding from us. I do n't know what it was. I just heard them say one give-and-take, 'Hallows'. King James, Rose, and I researched in the subroutine library to try and receive out what 'Hallows'were. But we did n't find anything. The solitary matter we had to go on was the fact that I heard the word 'Hallows'in those Legilimency dreams I have. Someone wants to recover the Hallows and slip them, whatever they are.

`` pink wine came up with the musical theme that I should talk to Dumbledore 's portrayal about it. We figured that the Hallows had something to do with Voldemort 's downfall because they seem to be something just our parents know about. Since Dumbledore told my dad about the Horcruxes, we figured he 'd know something about the Hallows. So, Rose came up with the whole theme to set off a firework in Washburn 's year in order to get me into the Headmaster 's berth so I could talk to Dumbledore. ``

`` Wait, you did that on design ? '' can asked in awe.

`` Yeah, we did, '' Rose grinned.

`` That 's, that 's brilliant, but stupid person ! '' privy laughed.

`` We know, '' Albus said grimly, `` It could have gone much spoilt. Anyway, Dumbledore did know 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 dedicate me a clue. He told me to ask you about them, '' Albus said.

`` He thinks we 'd know what they are ? '' Amanda asked.

`` well, yeah, that 's what he said. He said to specifically ask bathroom and Matt about them, '' Albus replied.

`` He got that right hand, I 've never heard of Hallows before, '' Amanda responded.

`` You have n't heard of them, consume you ? '' Albus turned to lavatory and Matt.

John and Matt looked at each other and then glanced at Albus. `` Well, I 've never heard of them, '' John said.

`` I have, my dad told me about them once, '' Matt commented.

`` You know what they are ? '' Albus asked in shock. He looked at pink wine. She looked as clueless as Albus did.

`` Yeah, I do, '' lusterlessness repeated, `` Have n't you two ever heard The taradiddle of Beedle the Bard ? ``

`` Of course, '' Albus nodded.

`` The what ? '' Amanda looked quizzically at Matt.

`` The Tales of Beedle the Bard, '' he repeated, `` A Good Book of Wizard faery taradiddle. The Warlock 's Hairy mettle, Babbity Rabbity and Her Cackling pulpit, The sorcerer and the Hopping Pot, The natural spring of Fair Fortune- ''

`` My parents read me those when I was slight. Mum 's actually got the master copy copy ! '' blush wine interrupted excitedly.

`` Energy Department she really ? '' Matt stared at her in awe.

`` Yeah, Dumbledore left it to her in his will, '' Rose told him. `` But what do a cluster of fag taradiddle have to do with 'Hallows'? ``

`` You did n't let me finish. There 's one more. The Tale of the trio Brothers, '' mat told them. `` And that has everything to do with the Hallows. ``

Albus and Rose glanced at each other. Like Rose, Albus had been read those fairy fib when he was minuscule, and he remembered The Tale of the troika pal. He remembered his aunty Hermione reading it to him from the pilot copy. He had n't been capable to read a countersign of it, since it was written in runic letter, but he definitely remembered the story.

`` But I do n't remember anything about any Hallows in that story, '' rose commented.

`` You would n't, '' lustrelessness told her, `` The story does n't mention the word Hallows, but the story itself is about the Hallows. ``

`` That does n't make sentience, '' john announced.

`` Could mortal explain this story, please ? '' Amanda asked with a looking of confusion on her face.

`` Sure, '' Matt leaned back on the couch and gazed around the elbow room. `` This would be easy if I had the Quran. I have n't heard it in historic period. '' matte got up from the couch and walked over to a book shelf that was behind Albus 's chair. `` utter ! Here 's one, '' Matt picked a Bible up off the shelf, walked back over to the couch and sat down.

`` 'There were once three sidekick who were traveling along a lonely, winding road at twilight, '' Matt began. He read the whole account straight through. It was just as Albus remembered, with no mention of the word Hallows.

`` 'And then he greeted Death as an old protagonist, and went with him gladly, and, as equals, they departed this life .''' Matt looked up at Amanda and closed the Word. `` That 's the taradiddle. ``

Amanda stared at him, `` That 's quite a bit different than Muggle fairy fib. Although I 'm still confused. ``

`` So am I. What 's that got anything to do with 'Hallows'? '' Albus asked.

`` Everything, '' lustrelessness 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 verge. Some masses believe that the account tells of the creation of the Deathly Hallows, but most people think it 's just a report.

`` My dad told me about it ages ago. He 's one of the few citizenry who think they actually exist. When he was new, before he got conjoin, he actually tried to bump them. Looked in lashings of books all over the humans, trying to trace where they might be. My Uncle jackfruit went with them, too. They kept searching even after my parents got marital. Mum went with them. He gave up his hunting after he and Mum wanted to start a family. They never did get out anything about the Hallows that would tell him where they were. Uncle diddly-shit kept looking for years afterwards, but eventually settled in New York. He still thinks they 're out there, someplace, and has n't truly given up. ``

`` You mean, those three object actually exist ? '' Rose asked skeptically.

`` I dunno, '' Matt replied, `` My dad seems to believe 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 enough what to think about what lustrelessness had said about the Hallows. It was a far-fetched mind, but there was one matter Albus knew might essay their being. His father 's Invisibility Cloak. Albus had not really connected The Tale of the Three Brothers to his dad 's Cloak, but now that he thought about it, the connection made sense.

`` Oh, fare on, Albus, you ca n't honestly be thinking that they exist ? '' Rose said exasperatingly.

`` We already know one of them exists ! '' Albus told her, `` What about Dad 's invisibleness Cloak ? ``

`` Your dad 's got an Invisibility Cloak ? '' lusterlessness asked. `` Really ? ``

`` Yeah, '' Albus told him.

`` But that does n't mean it 's the one from the story, '' John Lackland said, `` I mean, there are slews of Invisibility Cloaks out there. One of my uncles used to have one. But it wore out and he never got another. ``

`` Exactly !, '' Albus said excitedly, `` My dad 's Cloak is unlike from all former invisibility Cloaks. It does n't hold out 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, John. But my grandpa had that cloak before my dad did, and my dad still has it. It still works as beneficial now as it ever has. ``

`` Whoa, '' Matt stared at Albus with a glint of excitement in his center, `` Then that could be the Cloak from the story ! ``

`` But what about the early Hallows ? '' rosiness asked. `` I do n't guess they exist. ``

`` They might, '' John said, `` I know I 've heard of crack sceptre being passed from whiz to wizard hundred ago. ``

`` Ok, '' Rose began, `` Say there is a 'super wand'out there, and Uncle Harry 's cloak is 'The invisibleness Cloak'. But how on land would a 'Resurrection Stone'work ? ``

Albus could n't answer that, but he did think that the Deathly Hallows existed. Why else would his dad have kept all this unavowed ? The Deathly Hallows had something to do with Voldemort 's downfall, and Albus was going to find out what. `` Well, if these three objects are the 'Hallows'that I heard mentioned in my dream, than person is trying to line up them, '' Albus realized.

`` That ca n't be safe, '' John said, `` Whoever 's been doing that Legilimency wants to cover 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 individual unites all three, they will be the Master of decease, '' matte answered.

`` master key of Death ? '' Albus repeated, `` Well, I can envisage that Voldemort would get loved to have them, then. Especially that wand. ``

`` That 's a shuddery thought, '' lav said, `` Voldemort with an unbeatable scepter. ``

Albus silently agreed. `` Anyone immorality with that wand would be scary. think that time we spied on Washburn ? ``

matt shuddered, `` How could I not ? That resulted in one of the unfit detention ever. ``

`` I know, and I 'm grim about that, '' Albus said quietly. He still felt a bit shamefaced about causing all his friends to end up in detainment with Washburn. `` But that strange whiz was yelling at Washburn because he had n't found out where something was. ``

`` And we did n't even hear what it was he had to find, '' Matt interrupted.

`` But I think I know what it is. I think that Washburn is trying to find out where the Hallows are, '' Albus told them.

`` What ? ! '' John shouted, `` I know he 's atrocious, but you think he is trying to unite the Hallows and continue what Voldemort wanted to do ? ``

`` Er, yeah, '' Albus said.

`` I told him it was ridiculous, '' blush wine sighed, `` But he still thinks it 's Washburn. ``

`` It makes signified, Rose ! '' Albus shouted.

`` It does fit, but still, he 's a teacher, '' rosebush replied.

`` So what ? He makes it exculpate that he hates me and James, and you, and Matt. He 's been giving Matt a firmly meter since the beginning of the year ! And now he hates John the Divine, 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 right field under your dad 's nose, Albus ? I mean, come on ! Your dad 's headland Auror ! '' John argued.

Albus shrugged. He really had n't thought of that. `` Dunno. Maybe he 's just stupid ? Or maybe that bloke he was arguing with is threatening him or something and he has n't got a choice ? ``

`` Well, I suppose it could be that, but still ... '' John replied.

`` Ok, so what if it is Washburn ? '' mat said, `` What do we do about it ? ``

`` I dunno. I do n't think we have decent proof to tell anyone, '' Albus answered. `` We 've just got to go for that he does n't retrieve out where the Hallows are. I only know where the Invisibility Cloak is, Dad 's got it in his role somewhere, and Washburn probably already knows where that is, if he 's the one doing the Legilimency. ``

`` All right, '' mat replied, `` But this is mad, I never thought I 'd actually recover out the Hallows existed, let alone eff where they are ! Do you reckon you could show me the Cloak sometime ? ``

`` Sure, '' Albus told him, `` But delight do n't assure your dad about this. Not yet. I know he 'd want to bonk, but I think you ought to hold back until after my dad tells me their significance in the war. ``

`` All right, '' mat sighed, `` I wo n't tell him yet. ``

`` Swear you wo n't ? ``

`` I swear, '' flatness said, `` I 'll retain it occult. I 've got old age of experience keeping things closed book. Do n't worry. ``

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and genus Beta, Dancer of Starlight, and my other sister and my Brother. Thanks as well to XXEveryinchXX, Moonylupin, inkheart, and leezdz for their reviews !
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Over the following few week, Albus thought a lot about the Hallows. He found it hard to concentrate on his homework, and rose would often scold him for not spending enough time studying. He continued having his strange aspiration almost every night, but he did n't think that Washburn had found out anything new about the Hallows. Washburn continued to yell at Albus during every Charms class and give him at least a hold a week. With detention, homework, and Occlumency moral, Albus had hardly any time for anything else. spirit at Hogwarts was just as disorderly as ever. Albus did manage to find sentence to tell James about what Matt had told him about the Hallows, but James IV did n't have any musical theme as to where the early Hallows could be either. He did agree with Albus that it was highly possible that Washburn was the one trying to unite them.

Before Albus knew it, examination were upon them. The night before they began was very strain. Almost all the Gryffindors were either in the common elbow room, studying, or in the library doing the same. Albus and his friends were studying at a table next to the one Victoire and Amy were at. Both the seventh year little girl were extremely nervous, and Victoire insisted on absolute quiet in the vernacular room. Albus did not mind this, because he needed to hit the books anyway. Their outset exam was magic spell, and Albus was particularly nervous about this exam.

`` I 'm not surely I 've passed, '' Albus groaned as he walked out of the way with blush wine, John the Evangelist, Matt, and Amanda after the Charms exam.

`` I 'm surely I 've failed, '' Matt replied, `` Washburn was breathing down my neck during one-half of it. ``

`` I hate when instructor do that, '' John said.

`` Me, too, '' Amanda agreed.

`` wellspring, I think I passed, but- '' Rose started.

`` Of course of action you passed, '' can interrupted, `` You 've been preparing for exam since September. ``

Albus thought the quietus of the exam went fairly well. He thought he at least passed Potions. Herbology and DADA went extremely well, and Albus thought he got decent Saint Mark in Astronomy, metamorphosis, and History of illusion. 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 placidity common way in the evening. The nighttime of their live exam, Albus and his admirer decided to just go to the Room of Requirement and celebrate.

`` What a sculptural relief ! '' John shouted as he flopped down onto the lounge, `` No more exams until succeeding class ! ``

`` Yep, a discipline loose summer ! '' Matt grinned as he pulled a chocolate frog out of his pocket.

`` You 've got prep, you know, '' Rose laughed.

`` I know, but I 'll carry through it for the last minute, '' matt replied, `` So, anyone got plans for the summertime ? ``

`` I 'm going to Ireland with my category, '' Amanda told them, `` For two week. I ca n't await ! ``

`` Are you going on an airplane ? '' John asked, excitedly.

Amanda laughed, `` Yeah. ``

`` Brilliant ! '' whoremonger shouted, `` Maybe I can win over my parents to take us on an plane. ``

`` It 's not that majuscule, '' matte commented. `` Are you doing anything ? ``

`` Erm, not sure. We usually visit all my full cousin, '' toilet said.

`` Well, you 've all got to arrive hitch at my house, '' Albus told them. `` Rose and I always have a big birthday party at the Burrow. ``

`` My natal day 's at the end of August and Albus 's is the end of this calendar month, '' Rose said. `` So we always have a company together. But usually it 's just our family. And our parents'admirer and their Kid. ``

`` 'Course I 'll come ! '' can smiled, `` I want to see your sign of the zodiac and the tunnel. ``

`` My parents should let me follow. We 're not going to Ireland until the centre of August, '' Amanda answered, `` As long as they meet your parents first. ``

`` They can meet at king 's crossing, '' pink wine replied.

`` Can you come, lustrelessness ? '' Albus asked.

`` Er, I dunno, '' matt said slowly, `` My parents have never let me detain over at person 's home before. Not that anyone would has ever wanted me to stay over at their sign before. Do you recognise 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 clear certainly it 's not around the full moonlight. ``

`` Then I might be able to go, '' matt smiled.

`` Great ! '' Albus said, `` We 'll have loads of fun ! We can represent Quidditch. ``

`` I ca n't believe this year is almost over, '' blush wine began.

`` Yeah, I mean, a year ago, I did n't even know I was a crone, '' Amanda laughed, `` Going to be strange to go back home. ``

`` And hold out class, I never even knew about the Hallows, and now Washburn 's trying to steal them, '' Albus said quietly.

`` Well, at least over the summer you wo n't be anywhere near Washburn, '' Rose said, `` And maybe Uncle Harry will assure us the whole narration. ``

`` And then you can distinguish it to us ! '' John replied. `` And to stay on topic, this time last year, I was about the same as I am now. '' Everyone laughed.

`` Well, this sentence last year, I did n't have any ally, '' flatness said quietly.

`` But you do now, '' John pointed out.

Matt grinned, `` Yeah, I do. Never thought I would, though. It 's been a heavy year. ``

`` I have n't showed you the Marauder 's Map, have I ? '' Albus asked Matt.

`` No, I do n't intend so, '' matte answered.

`` It 's brilliant, '' John grinned, `` Saw it a brace months ago. ``

`` Yeah, you were in the Hospital backstage, '' 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 I yet ? '' Rose asked.

`` Nope, '' Albus laughed, `` I do n't really desire to give it back. Maybe we 'll just share it. '' Albus got up from his chair and set the Map down on the table.

`` face just like a regular musical composition of sheepskin, '' matt commented.

`` That 's what 's so with child about it ! '' Albus grinned, `` Anyway, this is the map that my granddad, Peter Pettigrew, Sirius Shirley Temple Black, and of course, slip 's dad made, when they were at Hogwarts. ``

`` Yeah, I remember you telling me that, '' Matt replied.

`` Here it is, '' Albus tapped his wand on the sheepskin and said, `` I solemnly swear that I am up to no honest. ``

Ink ranch across the map while Matt stared in awe at it. `` That 's brilliant ! '' He stared at the map and all the pronounce dots milling around it. His centre stopped on the Whomping willow tree. `` This shows the passageway to the shrieking Shack ? '' he asked nervously.

`` Sure does, '' Albus said, `` It shows all the passageways out of the school. But do n't occupy, hardly anyone knows about the Map. Just us, James, my parents, blush wine 's parents, my Uncle George VI, and probably some of my cousins. But none of them, except my parents and pink wine 's parents, love how to get in the tunnel. ``

`` Do you know how to get into the tunnel ? '' flatness asked.

`` Nope, '' Albus answered. Harry had told him all about the passageways, but had n't told him how to get into them. Harry had told Albus that he did n't want to ruin all the fun of discovering thing for himself.

`` goodness, '' flatness breathed a sigh of relief and went back to inspecting the map. `` Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, '' he murmured. `` Are those, their moniker ? ``

`` Yup, '' Albus confirmed, `` Moony was- ''

`` Teddy 's dad, I figured that one out, '' mat said, `` But what about the others ? ``

`` Wormtail was Pettigrew, he was a rat in more ways than one, '' Albus said grimly, `` And Padfoot was Dog Star, because he was a big shaggy dog. And Prongs was my grandpa because he was a stag. ``

`` Wow, '' lusterlessness said softly, `` This is stupefy. ``

`` See ? '' Albus began, `` Moony had awful ally, well nearly of them were, '' Albus said, thinking of Pettigrew. `` And they did n't dessert him. We wo n't dessert you. ``

`` Yeah, you 're our Moony, '' John agreed.

Matt smiled at them, `` Thanks, guy wire. I know you wo n't, now. ``

The grouping quietly watched the map for a few transactions, noting that all the twenty percent 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 finisher and read, `` Jarett Willinson. Never heard of him. ``

`` Willinson. Do you think he 's related to Quinton Willinson ? '' Albus asked.

`` Probably, '' St. John the Apostle said, `` But Quinton does n't have any sibling at school. ``

`` What 's that bloke doing here, then ? '' Albus wondered.

`` Look ! '' matt pointed at a dot that was traveling from the castle towards Jarret Willinson. `` It 's Washburn ! ``

Albus looked at the dot, and certain enough, it was Washburn. He was heading towards Jarett Willinson. `` What are they doing ? ``

`` I dunno, '' flatness answered.

`` What if they 're going to try and find the Hallows ? '' Albus asked. `` We should go see what they 're up to. ``

`` What ? ! '' mat shouted, `` Last sentence we went to see what Washburn was up to, we wound up in detention. ``

`` But what if he is trying to steal the Hallows ? If he is, then we wo n't get in worry from him. He 'll get fired, '' Albus pointed out.

Matt sighed, `` I guess. Let 's go before they leave. ``

`` Are you coming, Rose ? '' Albus asked.

`` I suppose, '' pink wine said. She looked at Amanda and the two of them stood up.

`` Let 's go, then ! '' John grinned. He was clearly excited about spying on Washburn again.

Albus and his friends left the room and set off towards the battlefront doors. They saw hardly anyone on their way down the step. Peeves was lurking on the indorse level corridor, but luckily he did n't detect the first eld sneaking off.

`` Are they still there ? '' Rose whispered as they walked onto the grounds.

Albus checked the map. `` Yeah, they 're there. They must be talking or something. ``

`` You ought to wipe it clean before we meet up with them, '' rose wine suggested.

`` Good estimate, '' Albus agreed, `` Mischief managed. ``

Albus walked slowly towards the edge of the forest, where he could just ca-ca out two mantled public figure. The sun was setting and it was nearly blue. Once Albus was a twain feet away from the two magician, he recognized who Jarret Willinson was, and stopped abruptly.

`` Ouch ! '' Amanda shouted as she ran into Albus.

`` Shush ! '' Albus whispered, and he pulled his friends behind a tree.

`` What is it ? '' Rose asked.

`` That wizard ! Jarett Willinson ! He 's the bloke that was arguing with Washburn when we spied on him ! And the fourth dimension I had detention and they argued in Washburn 's subject. I 'm sure enough of it. ``

`` That means- '' Rose replied.

`` That they 're going after the Hallows. Remember, when we spied on them, that Jarett Willinson told Washburn that he would derive and they would steal the Hallows together, '' Albus said.

`` We 've got to stop them, '' can replied.

`` Yeah, '' Albus agreed, `` Let 's go. '' Albus walked out from behind the tree, with his friends following. They slowly approached Washburn and Jarett Willinson. They were soon close enough to listen what the two wizards were saying.

`` You 've discovered the location of one of the Hallows ? '' Jarett asked.

`` I believe so. potter finally cracked. I 'd get wind that his Occlumency attainment were unfathomable, but I did n't think it would take me this long. The two kids do n't know a thing about the Hallows, '' Washburn stated.

Jarett laughed, `` They will soon. Which one did you discover ? ``

`` The resurrection Stone, '' Washburn said.

`` perfect tense. And where is it ? ``

`` In here, '' Washburn pointed to the forest. `` But I do n't have sex where. ``

`` How are we supposed to witness it ? ! '' Jarett shouted angrily.

`` Do n't ask me ! '' Washburn shouted back.

`` It was your job to find out where it is, '' Jarett said icily and took a step closer to Washburn. `` And you have n't found the exact piazza. ``

`` Sorry, but Potter did n't know 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.

`` putting to death ceramist, '' Jarett said.

Albus let out a gasp. They were going to kill his dad ? But why ? Albus turned around and looked at his friends. They were all standing stock still and wearing look of give tongue to fear on their faces.

`` I do n't recall we 're alone anymore, '' Washburn informed Jarett and a smile appeared across his face.

Albus turned back around to face the two wizards and backed up. Jarett and Washburn turned towards Albus and started walking towards him and his friends.

`` I believe you are flop, '' Jarett responded, `` Mr. Potter, how overnice 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 have sex, what do you think ? '' Jarett replied.

`` wellspring, ceramicist seems incapable of doing the simplest good luck charm. The Weasley female child is a right know-it-all. Eckerton is asleep half the time, so I doubt he 's capable of doing practically legerdemain. Brickston does n't make love when to keep his mouthpiece shut. And the other young woman does n't seem too bright either, '' Washburn said, `` I say we just let them hang around and if they interfere, I 'll charter care of them. '' He stared Albus in the eye, with a look of accomplished loathing.

`` Very well, '' Jarett agreed, `` You know them better than I do. Now, let 's get back to commercial enterprise. ``

`` right. Now, why do we have to kill thrower ? Is n't he the one who knows where all the Hallows are ? '' Washburn asked.

`` I know that ! '' Jarett shouted, `` But he 's the one who 's got the Elder Wand ! And if we want it, we 've got to vote down him. ``

`` Oh, right, '' Washburn responded.

Albus watched the two wizards and glanced nervously at his champion. He had no estimation what he was going to do next. Albus had been right, Washburn and this other mavin were after the Hallows. Albus heard footsteps behind him and turned around, pulling out his scepter at the Saame time.

`` Quinton, '' Jarett said, `` You 're late. ``

`` Sorry, Father, '' Quinton mumbled, `` Filch was lurking around. I had to wait for him to lead. ``

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, ceramist ! '' Washburn growled at Albus.

`` Leave it out, Al, '' a voice said from behind Albus. Albus turned around and saw his dad pulling off the Invisibility Cloak. Albus let out a sigh of fill-in. His dad was there, everything would be okay.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and Beta, Dancer of Starlight ! Thanks to my former sister and my brother, too. And thanks to inkheart, TheNobleHouseofPotter, XDNLxtlz99, drownzer, and Moonylupin for their revaluation !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry ceramicist

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`` Nice of you to conjoin us, Potter, '' Jarett stepped towards Harry. `` How did you find us ? ``

Harry drew his verge and stared at Jarett. `` Followed your son. Students are n't supposed to be out of their common rooms after hours. ``

`` I do n't think it matters what he does now, '' Jarett replied icily. `` Once we have the Hallows, we will take in ability 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 Word do n't jazz anything about the Hallows, so it proved pointless. You, however, provided us with a great deal of information. ``

`` No, I have n't told them about the Hallows yet. But I suppose I 'll induce to after tonight, '' Harry said.

`` I do n't think you 'll give the probability, ceramicist, '' Jarett growled.

`` You 've found out where the Hallows are, then ? '' Harry asked.

Washburn nodded, `` The Resurrection of Christ Stone is in the timberland. I managed to bump through your pathetic Occlumency. The invisibleness Cloak is in your hand. And you 've got the elderberry bush sceptre, we already knew that. ``

Harry held up his wand, `` I 'm afraid I do n't. ``

`` What ? ! '' Jarett shouted and looked at Harry 's wand, `` 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 talking ! devote me the Cloak ! ``

`` Do n't conceive so, '' Harry shoved the Cloak into his pocket and raised his wand higher. `` We 'll duel if you want, but if you come with me now, you 'll throw less time 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 friends from Jarett 's spell.

Washburn and Quinton ran from behind Jarett, holding their baton out. Harry stepped towards Jarett and Jarett stepped closer to Harry. Albus watched them, his heart beating fast. Jarett sent more spells towards Harry, but Harry blocked each of them. Albus smiled a piffling as he saw how much full at dueling his dad was than Jarett.

Jets of unclouded flew out of both Harry and Jarett 's scepter, lighting up the night around them. Harry sent a enchantment towards Jarett and he flew back and landed on the priming coat. Jarett stumbled back to his substructure and sent a arresting spell at Harry.

`` Just severalize me where the wand is ! '' Jarett shouted as he dodged Harry 's curse.

`` No ! '' Harry shouted back and leaped out of the way of another stunner. The two wizards continued dueling, each one sending charm and curses towards the other. Albus stared at them. He had never seen dueling like this before. Neither wizard seemed to be slowing down. Harry was noticeably faster and dodged magic spell more easily than Jarett, but Jarett did n't appear 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. `` impedimenta ! ``

Albus dodged the spell easily, but did n't know what to do next. He had n't learned many dueling spells yet. He held his sceptre 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, rosebush, and mat standing around Amanda, who was laying unbending on the ground. The spell meant for Albus had hit Amanda square in the chest.

Quinton laughed. `` One down, four to go ! ``

`` lookout man out ! '' Albus shouted to his friends. They held up their baton and stood next to Albus.

`` Petrificus Totalus ! '' Quinton shouted again. Albus and his friends darted to one side and Quinton 's spell hit a nearby bush.

Albus regained his symmetricalness and turned to Quinton. He raised his wand and shouted, `` Expelliarmus ! ``

Quinton dodged the spell and smirked at Albus, `` Think that 'll work again ? Petrificus Totalus ! ``

Albus and his acquaintance dodged the while yet again. `` Do n't you know any other spells ? '' John laughed.

`` Shut it ! '' Quinton shouted, breathing heavily.

Albus whispered to rosebush, `` We 'll all disarm him at once. On the tally of three. secern them. '' Albus waited until rose wine had passed the Scripture on to John and flatness and began to calculate. `` One ... ''

`` What are you doing ? '' Quinton asked nervously.

`` Two ... Three ! '' Albus shouted.

`` Expelliarmus ! '' All four first years screamed the spell before Quinton realized what was going on. He was knocked off his invertebrate foot and his wand flew out of his bridge player and sailed through the air, landing near Matt. Matt picked it up and stowed it in his robe.

`` Urgh, '' Quinton picked his head up off the ground.

`` Let me take it from here, '' Washburn stormed over to where Quinton was laying. `` Pathetic ... ''

Albus 's heart started beating even faster. He had never seen Washburn duel before. It would surely be a whole lot heavily to disarm him than it was to demilitarize Quinton. Albus had no desire whatsoever to start up dueling with one of his teachers.

`` So you four, well five, if you count tagging program, '' Washburn began, `` Decided to find out what I was doing. Thought that it was a practiced idea to meddle in my business ? ``

`` Er, '' Albus mumbled.

`` Do n't deny it, ceramist ! '' Washburn shouted. `` You came here tonight ! You spied on me calendar month ago ! ``

`` If you 're going to kill my dad, than it is my business concern ! '' Albus shouted.

`` You could see it that way, if you 'd like. But if it 's your business, and you get in the way, we 'll vote down you, too, '' Washburn growled at Albus.

Albus 's stomach churned with fear and he looked over to where Harry was dueling Jarett. Harry had just sent a spell at Jarett that had completely knocked him off his invertebrate foot. Harry looked over to Albus while Jarett was trying to get up. `` Do n't do anything to my son, Washburn ! '' Harry shouted. `` Protego ! '' He sent a buckler charm in between where Albus and Washburn were standing. `` You 'll regret it ! ``

`` I do n't consider I will, Potter ! '' Washburn shouted back, aimed his sceptre at Harry, and sent a silent curse towards him. Harry easily dodged it.

`` Crucio ! '' Jarett had regained his counterpoise and was pointing his wand at Harry. Harry turned back and ran out of the way of the unforgivable jinx just in time. He returned to his duel with Jarett, sending Thomas More reverse lightning of light at him.

`` Are you Death Eaters ? '' whoremonger asked once Washburn returned his gaze to the group of first years.

Washburn smirked at John. `` You still have n't learned to keep out your mouth, have you ? No, we 're not decease Eaters. Although Jarett 's father was. He 's in Azkaban now. Albus 's bloody father captured him ! ``

`` So, what are you going to do ? If you were planning on killing us, you would 've done it by now, '' John replied.

Washburn stepped airless to bathroom, `` Maybe I like to get behind it out. But enough of that. ceramicist ! '' He looked at Albus and pointed his wand at Albus 's chest. `` I do n't suppose you know if your beginner has any spare wands laying around ? One that might be the elderberry bush Wand ? ``

`` I dunno, '' Albus whispered, `` I do n't think so. ``

`` 'Course not, '' Washburn growled, `` And you probably would n't tell me if you did. ``

`` Do n't think so, '' Albus said.

`` Now, I think you four would be a whole lot wanton to deal with if you did n't consume your wands, '' Washburn seethed. `` Expelliarmus ! '' he pointed his wand at lustrelessness. Harry 's shield good luck charm had worn off and disappeared moments before.

Albus looked over to where Matt was. matte collapsed to the reason when the trance hit his chest, and his wand and Willinson 's wand flew through the air, landing next to Washburn. Albus darted over to where Matt was laying to see if he was ok.

`` Expelliarmus ! '' Albus shouted at Washburn after he realized that Matt was knocked out cold. `` What did you do to him ? ! ``

Washburn deflected the tour and picked up the two wands. `` I just disarmed him, that usually does n't strike hard you out unless there are multiple people casting it. Always knew he was watery, '' Washburn sneered.

`` Shut it ! '' John shouted as he bent down to try and wake mat up, `` Why do n't you ever leave him alone ? ! ``

`` Ahh, looks like you 'll be side by side, '' Washburn pointed his wand at privy, `` Expelliarmus ! '' King John 's wand sailed out of his hand and Washburn caught it. `` Now for the Weasley girl. Expelliarmus ! '' Rose 's wand left her manus and landed in between Washburn and Albus.

Albus ran forward to foot up blush wine 's sceptre. `` I do n't call back so, Potter, '' Washburn reached the scepter first and picked it up. `` You 're adjacent. Expelliarmus ! ``

Albus felt his baton leave his hand and saw Washburn catch it. He glanced nervously at his protagonist. They were n't doing too well. No wands, and two of them were unconscious. Albus looked at Washburn, who had started pacing in a circle around them.

`` Defenseless pupil, '' he smirked, `` I think you 'll be much more willing to do what I say now. clip to go into the forest, we 're going on a little pack rat hunt. ``

`` No, '' Albus told him, `` We 're not. ``

`` You 're not in a locating to talk terms, ceramist. You 'll avail me obtain the Resurrection endocarp, '' Washburn barked, `` Now, follow me ! '' Washburn started to walk towards the forest, but Albus did not fall out. `` Let 's go, Potter ! ``

`` We 're not going, '' Rose said, crossing her branch across her chest.

`` You 'll repent that, '' Washburn said icily. He walked back to where Albus, Rose, and toilet were standing. `` Crucio ! '' he shouted at Rose.

Rose screamed and jumped to the side, just missing the curse. Washburn started sending curses towards all three of them. Albus jumped behind a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree to deflect a whammy 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 ? '' rosiness asked anxiously.

`` I do n't know ! '' Albus shouted back. He peeked his top dog out from behind the tree and saw John running towards them. Washburn pointed his wand at John 's rear and hit him with a Trip whammy. John fell forward and he landed on the dry land with a sickening crunch. `` King John ! '' Albus shouted and ran out from behind the tree.

`` Just you and the Weasley girl now, thrower, '' Washburn growled. `` Sectumsempra ! '' he shouted at Rose.

`` No ! '' Albus shouted as the curse hit one of her weaponry. She sank down onto the background, screaming in pain. Albus could see blood seeping out of her robes. `` quit it ! '' Albus shouted again. Albus glanced over to his dad again. Both of the wizards were slowing down. Willinson was definitely the spoiled off, he was leaning against a tree, trying to keep 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 feet, `` You all right ? ``

`` mulct, '' Quinton grunted. The two of them took one feel at Harry and ran off into the night. Albus saw them disapparate just as they left the Hogwarts grounds.

Albus glanced over to where Jarett had been moments before. He was gone. `` Are n't you going to go after them, Dad ? ``

`` Ca n't, '' Harry lifted his robe and revealed a nasty cut on his leg, `` Took all my strength to get over here and carry through you. '' Harry sank down onto the earth, breathing heavily. `` Are you all right ? ``

`` Yeah, I 'm hunky-dory, '' Albus sat down next to his dad and leaned up against him. `` But I want to know the whole story about the Hallows. ``

`` I know, and I will tell you, '' Harry sighed, `` After we get back to the rook. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus whispered. He looked over to where Rose had collapsed and saw her getting up. She walked slowly over to Albus and Harry and sank down on Harry 's early side.

`` Uncle Harry ? Can we go back to the castle now ? '' she asked quietly. Her voice was shaking. She was holding one of her hands down over her arm, stopping the bleeding that Washburn 's expletive had caused.

`` I think that would be a beneficial idea, '' Harry replied.

`` Harry ? '' a new vox said from behind them. `` What happened ? ``

Albus, Harry, and rose wine turned around. Neville was standing behind them. `` Bit of a nasty duel, '' Harry answered, and went on to explain the entire evening.

Neville shook his head, `` Blimey, Washburn 's always been a little insensate, but I 'd never have expected that. What was he after ? ``

`` I 'll explain that later, '' Harry said, while trying to stick out up, `` But right now we 've got to get back to the castle. ``

`` rightfield, '' Neville agreed, `` ease up me your hand. '' Harry extended his arm and Neville helped him up. Albus and Rose got up after him.

Harry leaned on Neville and Neville helped him walk over to where privy was laying. Neville conjured a stretcher and with a moving picture of his wand, John was laying upon it. He did the same with Matt and Amanda. `` What happened to them ? '' Harry asked quietly.

`` whoremonger got hit by a trip jinx and hit his head on a rock candy, Amanda got a full-body-bind cuss, and lustrelessness just got hit by Expelliarmus, '' Albus explained.

`` That 's nothing brothel keeper Pomfrey ca n't fix, then, '' Harry replied. `` Let 's go. ``

The grouping slowly made their way back to the rook. It took them quite a while. Albus was fine, except for a few cut of meat and being completely worn out. The bleeding on Rose 's arm seemed to have got slowed down, but it would postulate to be magically healed or else it would surely open up again. Harry was walking quite slowly, and Albus could evidence by the way he winced every time they went up the stairs, that he was in a great mess of pain. Eventually, they made it up to the Hospital wing. When they got into the ward, ma'am 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 get hold of you all evening. James II got into a nasty duel with a couple Slytherins and he 's been unconscious ever since. '' She gestured to one of the seam at the far end of the room and looked back at Harry. She gazed upon the group and her mouth fell loose. `` What in the name of Merlin happened to you lot ? ''

`` Quinton Willinson 's father, 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. ``

gentlewoman Pomfrey 's optic became large with shock. `` professor Washburn ? And where are they now ? '' she asked quietly.

`` They took off, disapparated once they left the grounds, '' Harry told her, `` I could n't enamor them with this nasty cut on my leg. ``

`` Well, fall on, then, '' the nurse said, `` Harry, you go in bed one, since it 's close-fitting. Albus, bed two, and Rose, bed three. '' brothel keeper Pomfrey gestured to the layer and then approached the stretchers that Neville was holding up with his wand. `` And let 's see, Neville, take them to beds four, five, and seven, since James IV is in bed six. ``

Neville nodded and directed the stretchers to the abandon bed. Albus walked over to the irregular bed and lay down. He stared at the ceiling, thinking about what had happened. Washburn thought Harry had the Elder wand, but Harry did n't. Where was it ? Who had it ? And why did Washburn imagine that Harry had it ? At least Harry said that he would tell Albus everything. It was only a topic of time before Albus knew the totally taradiddle about the Hallows.

gentlewoman Pomfrey came bustling over to Albus 's bed. `` Here, drink this, '' she handed him a potion. `` Dreamless quietus. '' gentlewoman Pomfrey turned away from Albus and strode across the room to one of her cabinets. She rummaged around inside. `` All the Potters in the hospital flank at once, it was bound to happen sooner or later ... '' she muttered.

Albus gratefully took the potion, and a few minutes later, he fell into a restful sleep.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and Beta, Dancer of Starlight and my former sis and pal. Thanks as well to XDNLxtlz99, drownzer, inkheart, Moonylupin, and MiZzPrInCeZz for their inspection !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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When Albus awoke the sun was shining into the window next to his bed. He sat up and peered at the clock on the wall. It was two o'clock. Albus looked over at Rose 's bed ; she was still asleep.

brothel keeper Pomfrey came out from behind the mantle around one of the beds. She walked over to Albus once she noticed he was awake. `` How are you, dear ? ``

`` I 'm fine, '' Albus told her, while trying to glint at the former beds, to see how everyone else was.

`` Are you sure ? '' Madam Pomfrey asked, `` nada hurts ? ``

`` No, I 'm fine, '' Albus answered truthfully, `` But what about everyone else ? Where 's my dad ? ``

`` They 're all okay, too, '' Madam Pomfrey assured him, `` They 're numb. And your dad left a few minute ago. He had to carry care of some things at the Ministry. He said he 'd be back later. Now, do you want something to eat ? ``

`` Sure, '' Albus said, suddenly realizing how athirst he was. gentlewoman Pomfrey left the room for a few minutes and came back with a tray filled with sandwiches and Cucurbita pepo juice. She set it down on Albus 's bedside table and Albus started eating. Rose and James woke up a few minutes later, and they joined Albus in his lunch. James immediately asked them what had happened last night. Albus and blush wine explained the completely thing.

`` Blimey, '' James said quietly, once they had finished, `` I always knew Washburn was evil. ``

`` Explains why he hates us so a good deal, '' Albus replied, `` We knew nothing about the Hallows, and he thought he 'd be able to witness out where they were by reading our thinker. ``

`` Guess so, '' James River agreed. `` So, Dad said he 'd tell us about the Hallows ? ``

`` Yeah, he did, '' Albus told him, `` I guess he will when he gets back from the Ministry. ``

John, mat, and Amanda woke up an hour later, and Albus and pink wine told them the rest of what had happened the previous night. They were all well-chosen that Washburn, Jarett, and Quinton had n't gotten any of the Hallows, but were worried that they had gotten away. They spent much of the afternoon discussing what would go on next.

Albus was sure that, somehow, the rest of the school already knew what had happened the night before. They had no melodic theme what Washburn, Quinton, and Jarett were after, but they knew about the affaire d'honneur that had taken place on the grounds. dame Pomfrey spent a lot of time keeping curious scholar out of the Hospital annex, and eventually she locked the threshold. Victoire and Amy were the first of all 1 to visit Albus and the others in the Hospital annexe, followed by the rest of Albus 's cousins. They all wanted to have it off what went on, and Albus told them almost of the story. He left out the part about the Hallows, since none of Albus 's cousins knew about them. Amanda, trick, and Matt 's parents showed up for a few minute each and were all relieved that their minor were ok.

Once evening arrived, Madam Pomfrey made all of Albus 's cousins and Amy leave, and she gave Albus and the others a large disk of intellectual nourishment for their dinner. After they finished eating, Albus heard mortal trying to get into the room.

`` Bloody hell, I think she locked it ! '' a part shouted out.

`` Oh, Ron, honestly. Just knock, '' a distaff voice said. Albus heard a forte roast, and dame Pomfrey came running out of her office. She flung the door heart-to-heart and Ron and Hermione came running in. `` rosaceous ! '' Hermione shouted and descended upon her girl. She wrapped Rose in a big hug. `` Are you all right ? ``

`` Yes, Mum, '' rose wine hugged Hermione back. Ron sat down on the bed and wrapped his weaponry around rosiness as well.

`` Where 's Harry ? '' ma'am Pomfrey asked, `` I thought he was coming with you ? ``

`` He was behind us, '' Ron glanced at the door.

`` I 'm here, '' Harry appeared in the doorway and limped over to Albus 's bed. He sank down on it and gave Albus a hug.

`` I told you not to walk on that leg yet, '' Madam Pomfrey scolded.

`` Did n't have much of a choice. I had to alert the Ministry. I 've got Aurors looking for Washburn and both Willinsons right field now, '' Harry explained.

`` commodity, '' Madam Pomfrey handed Harry a goblet of potion, `` Drink that. ''

Harry took the potion and downed it in one taste. `` Disgusting. ``

`` Dad ? '' Albus asked tentatively, `` Are you going to order us about the Hallows now ? ``

Harry sighed, `` I suppose. ``

`` You 've got to let trick, flatness, and Amanda listen to, '' Albus insisted.

`` I know, they 've got to have it away what happened, too, '' Harry agreed, `` We just take some topographic point secret. ``

`` How about the way of Requirement ? '' Albus suggested.

`` You 've found that already ? '' Harry grinned.

`` fountainhead, Matt showed it to us, '' Albus explained.

`` Oh, '' Harry replied, `` Well, that would be the complete property. '' Harry stood up. `` Poppy, I 've got a bit of explaining to do to the kidskin. ``

`` Ca n't you do it here ? '' Madam Pomfrey asked, `` It really would be undecomposed for them all to persist here a while longer. ``

`` I promise we 'll all add up back once I 'm done, '' Harry said.

`` Really, Harry, they need rest ! '' dame Pomfrey insisted.

`` I owe them an explanation, Poppy, '' Harry said quietly.

`` Oh, fine ! '' gentlewoman Pomfrey threw her manus up in disgust, `` But do n't have them out too long. ``

Harry grinned. Albus got up out of the bed. Henry James, rose, John the Divine, Matt, and Amanda all got up as well. They followed Harry, Ron, and Hermione to the door.

`` I 'm getting too old for this, '' lady Pomfrey muttered as they left.

`` You 're not leaving, are you ? '' flatness asked nervously.

madam Pomfrey smiled, `` Of course not, beloved. Do n't you worry. ``

The group made their way slowly to the seventh storey. Once they reached the portrait of Barnabas the Barmy, Harry started pacing. After a few here and now, a room access 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 obtrusive departure was that this sentence there were more armchairs and another couch.

Harry sat down on one of the couches. Albus and James sat on either side of him. Ron, Hermione, and blush wine took the former couch, while John, flatness, and Amanda took the chairs.

`` Dad, '' Albus began, `` We already know about the Hallows. ``

`` You do ? '' Harry asked.

`` Er, yeah, we know about the connection to the Tale of the Three Brothers, and we know that the Deathly Hallows are the elder Wand, Resurrection Stone, and the invisibleness Cloak. We just do n't screw why you 've kept it a secret. ``

Harry sighed, `` How long have you known ? ``

`` A few months now. Since April. matte told us about them. ``

`` Really ? '' Harry looked at mat, `` You knew about them ? ``

`` Yeah, my dad told me, '' lusterlessness answered, `` But I was n't indisputable if I believed they existed or not, until Albus told me about the Cloak. ``

`` Not many people think they 're real, '' Harry replied, `` I first heard the narrative of the trine Brothers when I was 17. It was the year that Ron, Hermione, and I were hunting Horcruxes. When Dumbledore was killed, he left each of us something in his will. You already know that he left Hermione the original copy of The tale of Beedle the Bard, written completely in antediluvian runic letter. Ron got the Deluminator, and I got the first Snitch I ever caught.

`` Hermione decoded the runes and noticed a symbol in a draft that went with the story of the Three Brothers. '' Harry pulled a opus of parchment and a quill out of his pocket. He drew a triangle, with a circle inside it, and a line connecting the top of the Triangle to the bottom. `` This was the symbol. We recognized it because at handbill and Fleur 's wedding, Xenophilius Lovegood was wearing it on his robes. Viktor Krum approached him about it because this symbolic representation is also Grindelwald 's symbolisation. ``

`` Grindelwald, that evil wizard Dumbledore defeated ? '' Matt asked.

`` Yes, '' Harry continued, `` But at one dot, Dumbledore and Grindelwald were friends- ''

`` What ? ! '' lusterlessness shouted.

`` They were, '' Harry said. Albus already knew this percentage of the history, but it must birth had relevance to the Hallows, if Harry was telling it again. `` They were supporter, who were obsessed with uniting the Hallows. That symbolization is the symbol of the Hallows. The Triangle is the Cloak, the circle, the Stone, and the line, the senior scepter. 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 verge changed its fealty, and Dumbledore became the new schoolmaster. ``

`` Dumbledore had the elderberry bush Wand ? '' Albus asked.

`` Yes, he did, '' Harry said, `` Now, after Hermione decoded the story, we went to see Xenophilius Lovegood, and he explained the Hallows to us. We were skeptical, but we knew that the Cloak existed. You may feature already guessed this, but Voldemort found out about the senior scepter and he wanted to get it, because he believed it would enable him to kill me. That is why he wanted person to bolt down Dumbledore. However, before Snape killed Dumbledore, Dragon Malfoy disarmed him. The Wand changed dedication once again. You see, the senior Wand does n't change loyalty when a wizard kills the champion it belongs to. That hotshot just needs to be defeated. licking does n't always adequate death. Since Snape killed Dumbledore, Voldemort assumed that the wand had shifted its allegiance to Snape, but in actuality, it belonged to Draco.

`` When we got captured and taken to the Malfoy manor, I disarmed Draco. I defeated him. Even though he did not have the senior Wand in his self-command at the sentence, it was still his sceptre. But when I disarmed him, it became mine. The Elder baton had been buried with Dumbledore, but Voldemort stole it. Voldemort assumed that the baton had allegiance to Snape, so Voldemort used his snake to kill Snape.

`` After Snape died, I viewed his memories in the Pensieve, and found out that I was a Horcrux and I would have to die in monastic order for Voldemort to die. As I was walking into the timber, I tried once again to open up the Snitch that had failed to afford earlier in the year. It opened, and inside was the Resurrection Stone. In the woods, 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 exam duel. He had the Elder Wand, but it 's commitment belonged to me. He tried to kill me with a sceptre that was mine. A wand will not mold properly against its lawful possessor. So, when we dueled, Voldemort 's killing condemnation bounced off my disarming patch, and hit him. ``

Albus stared at his dad, `` But what about the fact that Voldemort used your parentage to come back to lifetime ? Is n't that why you survived ? ``

`` That 's role of it, Al, '' Harry told him.

Albus did n't lie with what to say. He finally had the answers he had been looking for. This was why no one else knew about them. The Hallows did have to do with Voldemort 's downfall, a big part.

`` Where 's the elder Wand now ? '' Henry James asked, `` Do you own it ? ``

`` No, '' Harry answered, `` That wand is too much worry. It 's back with Dumbledore. And if I die a rude death, it will consume no commitment. ``

`` Oh, '' Saint James the Apostle replied, `` Would 've been cool, though, having an unbeatable wand. ``

`` And the Edward Durell Stone ? '' Albus asked, `` Is it really somewhere in the woodland ? ``

`` Yes, '' Harry answered, `` And I have no idea where. The only when Hallow I 've got is the invisibleness Cloak. ``

`` But you did unite them, the Hallows ? '' Albus asked.

`` For a little while, yes, '' Harry said. `` I was the skipper of Death. ``

`` That 's what Washburn and the Willinsons wanted to do, right ? ''

`` Yes, that was their design, '' Harry answered. `` But they did not succeed. ``

`` Do you think they 'll try again ? '' Albus asked quietly.

`` Yes, Albus, they probably will, '' Harry replied, `` But I 'm hoping that they will be in Azkaban soon. There are Aurors looking for them right now. ``

`` I hope they 're caught, '' Albus said.

`` Me, too, '' Harry agreed, `` I 'll do everything I can to fix trusted that they are. ``

Albus sat quietly, thinking about everything his dad had said. Harry had united the Hallows, he had been the 'Master of decease'. Albus was relieved that he finally knew the wholly story, but he still had more interrogative sentence. Had his dad ever used the Resurrection Lucy Stone ? How did it wind up in the timber ? But Albus decided to ask the question that had been pulling at him since he first heard 'Hallows'note calendar month ago. `` Dad, why did n't you tell us ? ``

Harry sighed, `` It was a mistake not telling you sooner. I want you to know that. I should have told you cobbler's last summertime, when I told you everything else. But at the same time, I did n't need you to secern anyone about it. I wanted to look until you were former and more mature. ``

`` So you did n't trust me ? '' Albus asked. He hated it when people told him he was n't old enough to do something, or know about something.

`` Not exactly. I did n't want you to be tempted to recite people about the Hallows. If word got out that there is an unvanquishable verge out there, especially one that is on the Hogwarts curtilage, the solvent could be bad. face at what Washburn and the two Willinsons did. And they are just three people. Imagine if half the school was going after that verge ? I 'm not saying everyone would need to use the wand for evil, but if a lot of people were going after it we could take in a disaster on our hired hand. The musical theme of power, whether one is going to use it for upright or wickedness, does weirdo things to the great unwashed. And that is why I did n't tell you. I did n't want a lot of people to know about it. But that did n't work at all. Now, more people than just you and James and pink wine know about it.

`` Which brings me to my next power point, '' Harry said in a more unplayful tone, `` None of you can enjoin anyone anything I have told you tonight. You ca n't tell anyone that the Hallows exist, and that they are all currently residing somewhere in or around Hogwarts. A lot of citizenry know about my Cloak, but without knowledge of the Resurrection Stone or the Elder verge, they wo n't think anything of it. ``

`` I ca n't even tell our cousins ? '' Henry James asked.

`` No, I 'm sorry, but you ca n't, '' Harry replied

`` I wo n't tell, '' Albus assured Harry. rose, whoremaster, and Amanda all nodded.

`` like I could differentiate my dad, '' Matt said, `` He 'd love to get word about it. ``

`` Is he occupy in the Hallows ? '' Harry asked.

`` Yeah, he was. He went all over the human race researching them when he was untested. Never found out where they were. Gave up after he and my mum decided to start a crime syndicate, though. He still believes they exist, '' matt replied.

`` Maybe I 'll say him, someday, '' Harry answered, `` But for now, delight do n't differentiate him. ``

`` All right, '' Matt agreed.

`` wellspring, then, I think we ought to get back to the Hospital offstage, '' Harry stood up, `` lady Pomfrey will take my nous if I keep you up much later. ``

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Madam Pomfrey let Albus and the others leave the Hospital offstage two days later. Albus was quite happy about this, as he was getting bored with the Hospital extension. Albus and his friends spent much of the daylight following talking or playing secret plan in the common elbow room or on the terra firma. Shortly after they were released, O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s finished, and the common room returned to its common noisy state. A few bookman asked Albus and his friends about what had happened with Washburn and the Willinsons, but Albus did n't order them anything. The educatee'attention was soon turned towards the Quidditch concluding. Just as Albus and Harry had predicted a few month prior, it would be Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw.

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`` You 're going to be finely, James, '' Albus assured his chum at breakfast a few dawn later. James was sitting across from him, but was n't eating anything. With the exception of James River, everyone else at the Gryffindor table was in high hard drink. Exams were over, and it was the death Quidditch match of the year. The only one besides James River who was n't eating anything was Matt, and considering that the replete moonlight was that dark, it was n't surprising.

`` James River, you 've got to eat something, '' Samantha Meyers had appeared behind St. James the Apostle and was pouring him a glass of pumpkin vine juice, `` At least drink this. '' James nodded and took the chalice, but he only drank a few sips. He glanced nervously at Albus, and then looked up at the staff table.

Albus turned and looked as well. Harry was n't there. The past few days, Harry had been away from Hogwarts more than he had been there. He had been spending a lot of time at the Ministry, organizing the lookup for Washburn and both Willinsons. `` He 'll be there, James. He said he would. You know he would n't miss the catch for the cosmos. ``

`` Ok, team, let 's go ! '' Samantha stood up and beckoned her team to accompany her. James followed the rest of the team, with one last glance at the staff board. As they left, the entire Gryffindor table stood up and cheered.

A few minutes later, Albus and his friends walked down to the pitching. `` Last Quidditch match of the twelvemonth, '' Albus sighed.

`` Yeah, just Hope we win ! '' Saint John the Apostle shouted.

`` Hope so, too. But Ravenclaw will be hard to baffle. They 've got a skilful team, '' Albus replied.

`` At least the weather 's commodity, '' Gospel According to John pointed out, `` I do n't think we 've played in honest conditions than this the whole twelvemonth. '' John was right about that. It was warm, hardly windy at all, and there was just enough cloud cover to mask the spotlight from the sun.

`` I hope it 's a quick mates, '' mat 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 Henry James will recognize the sneaker early. ``

`` Would n't bet on it, '' Albus responded, `` St. James the Apostle told me that in parliamentary procedure to win the Cup, we 've got to be at least 40 head up before he catches the stoolpigeon. Otherwise, we 'll win the match, but Ravenclaw will get the Cup. And Samantha has made it assoil she wants the Cup. It 's her only fortune. She 's only been captain for this class. Before her, it was Teddy. ``

`` Maybe you should 've stayed in the castle, '' pink wine said sympathetically.

`` And miss Quidditch ? '' Matt stared at her like she had three heads.

blush wine sighed. `` I do n't bonk what 's with you guys and Quidditch, '' she muttered.

`` It 's a thoroughly game ! '' Amanda grinned, `` Way better than football. ``

`` Does n't take much for something to be more interesting than football, '' lavatory laughed, `` I mean, honestly, what were the Muggles thought process ? How can a game be exciting with one nut ? ``

Albus laughed. He had to agree. He had been to one football couple before. It was a community conference, and Harry had taken him and James to see if they had been interesting in playing it. Throughout the hale couple, both Albus and James had commented on how a lot proficient Quidditch was.

Albus watched the outdoor stage fill up, hoping to catch a glimpse of his dad. He looked at the part of the stands where the staff sat, but the arse next to Neville that Harry usually occupied during Quidditch friction match remained empty. Where was he ? The match was about to bug out. He promised James that he would be there.

`` Welcome, Hogwarts educatee and staff to the Quidditch final exam ! '' Todd John Smith 's vox boomed over the crowd. `` Today 's match is between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw ! And here come the squad !

`` low gear is Ravenclaw. Captain Tyler state highway, followed by Dan Burke, Natalie Cable, Allie Davies, Damien Waverly, Kate Waverly, and Zack Valentino ! '' Seven thespian in blue gown walked out onto the field, with their heather over their shoulders.

`` Next we have Gryffindor ! master Samantha Meyers, followed by Ryan O'Malley, Epistle of James potter, Bradley Weasley, Fred Weasley, GA Weasley, and Heather Weasley ! '' The Gryffindor team marched onto the domain and stopped in movement of the Ravneclaws.

`` Professor Oteski steps onto the field of honor. Captains Meyers and state highway shake handwriting, and the teams are off ! ``

Albus watched as both team soared into the air. heather mixture immediately took ascendency of the Quaffle, passing it back and forth between Fred and Samantha. They flew down the pitch, dodging Bludgers sent by Valentino and Davies.

`` Gryffindor scores the first end of the game ! '' Sweeney Todd shouted out, once Heather managed to get the Quaffle past Kate Waverly. `` Ravenclaw in possession now. Waverly go to Burke, and then back to Waverly. ``

`` Hi, Al. ``

Albus turned around at the sound of his name. Harry had appeared behind him and was climbing over the seats in fiat to sit down. Albus moved over so Harry could sit in between him and Matt. `` Dad, you made it ! ``

`` 'Course I did ! I said I would, '' Harry replied as he sat down, `` Did I miss anything ? ``

`` Heather just scored the first finish of the game, '' Albus grinned.

`` Awesome ! She 's got some arm, let me tell you. Even as a babe. I remember once, she threw one of her toys at me. Gave me a black eye, '' Harry laughed.

`` Why are you sitting here ? '' Albus asked, `` You usually sit with the rest of the staff. ``

`` To be reliable, it 's Sir Thomas More fun sitting here, '' Harry grinned, `` I do n't deliver to control my excitation when Gryffindor scores. ``

At that minute, Samantha scored a goal, 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 staff always has to contain their turmoil, in order not to play favorites. ``

For the side by side hour, the game continued with both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw scoring goal after goal. After the first gear initial goal, Ravenclaw caught up quickly and tied the match. Both teams showed exceptional skill, and there had still not been any coup d'oeil of the Snitch.

`` Now, this is Quidditch, '' Harry grinned and looked at Albus. `` This could be another for the record books. ``

Albus agreed, `` Yeah, we 've just got to trust that we can somehow get 40 points ahead. ``

`` That could get hold of a spell, '' Harry said.

`` Cable of Ravenclaw has scored ! '' Sir Alexander Robertus Todd shouted, `` 110-100 Ravenclaw ! ``

`` Falco columbarius ! '' Albus shouted. Albus looked out over the pitch. broom was in possession of the Quaffle again. Valentino was flying directly behind her and hit a Bludger towards her head. Luckily, she ducked at that very moment and the Bludger wound up hitting Damien Waverly instead. Waverly slipped off his heather, but managed to hold on with one script. He got back on the Scots heather and sent a tight look towards Valentino. In the meanwhile, ling managed to nock another goal.

It became clear within the next half hour of the plot, 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 track, worked to Gryffindor 's vantage, and soon enough the grievance was 120-150 Gryffindor.

`` Just one More end, '' Albus said, `` One More and James can catch the sneak. ``

`` It 'll be hard to retain up that 40 point lead, though, '' Harry pointed out. `` He 'll have to find the Snitch soon after the destination is scored. ``

`` I hope he does, '' Rose said, `` I do n't think Matt can remove much more than of this. ``

Albus looked over at his supporter and felt bad that he had become so ingest in the biz, that he had n't noticed how bad Matt looked. Matt appeared to stimulate fallen asleep and was leaning his head on Harry 's berm. He was wincing every once and a patch, much like he had been during the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin secret plan. Why did they always schedule Quidditch compeer around the full phase of the moon moon ?

Harry nudged lusterlessness 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 for certain if you wanted to neglect the mates. ``

`` I do n't, thanks, '' Matt replied, blushing a niggling, `` It 's bad enough having Malfoy see me hang asleep in division, but during Quidditch .... ''

`` I do n't think he can see you here, '' Albus said quietly, `` He 's on the other slope of the stands. ``

`` goodness, '' Matt responded. `` But I still do n't want to miss the couple. ``

Albus turned his attention back to the mates. It seemed to be getting harder and harder for Ravenclaw to to seduce finish with only two chasers. Damien Waverly was flying more erratically by the mo and his teammates had tenacious since stopped trying to throw him the Quaffle. However, despite the difficulties, Ravenclaw was putting up a good competitiveness. Their other two pursuer were superb.

`` Burke scores ! '' Todd shouted out over the crowd, `` Making the grade 130-150 Gryffindor ! C'mon, you can do it, Gryffindor ! Just two more goals and catch the Snitch ! ``

`` Darn, '' Albus sighed, `` So a lot for one More goal. ``

`` It 's all mightily, Al, two goals wo n't be hard, '' Harry shifted awkwardly to sour towards his son. Matt had fallen asleep on his shoulder again. `` ma'am Pomfrey did n't even want him to go to the equal, '' Harry gestured to lustrelessness. `` But I convinced her to let him. ``

`` Thanks, '' Albus smiled, `` He did n't desire to neglect it, even if he is asleep during half of it. ``

`` Well, Madam Pomfrey worries a lot, '' Harry told him, `` Frankly, she was n't too keen on James playing, either. Said he 'd just recovered from his duel with those Slytherins and he ought to be resting. But I insisted that he could fiddle. ``

`` He seems to be doing o.k., '' Albus said as he glanced out over the rake. Henry James was currently circling above the remainder of the players. The Ravenclaw Seeker, John Tyler motorway, was doing the same.

`` He is, '' Harry agreed, `` Staying out of the way, that 's the best strategy for a seeker. ``

`` Gryffindor scores ! '' Sweeney Todd exclaimed, `` maitre d'hotel Meyers has scored ! ``

`` See, Al, now it 's just one more finish, again, '' Harry said.

The game was now entering it 's third hour. There was still no sign of the snitcher, which was dependable for Gryffindor, since they still needed to make one more goal before James I could catch it. About ten minute of arc after Samantha scored, Heather managed to seduce as well.

`` Yes ! '' Albus jumped up in his seat and shouted out in excitement. Now, Saint James the Apostle could catch the snitch.

`` As long as Gryffindor can go along their 40 point lead, and catch the Snitch, they will win the Cup ! '' Todd shouted.

Albus watched as James started picking up speed and fly around the pitch shot, looking for the fink. But in the interim, Dan Burke was once again storming up the pitching with the Quaffle. He flew straightaway towards the Gryffindor end and managed to mark another goal.

`` shucks ! '' Sir Alexander Robertus Todd shouted.

`` Language, Smith ! '' Patil shouted side by side to him.

`` Sorry, prof, '' Todd said, `` Now, Gryffindor must score another goal in order to arrive at back the forty point lead. And they might be doing that now ! Fred Weasley has gained self-possession of the Quaffle. He passes to Meyers and then Meyers passes it back. Fred aims the Quaffle, and score ! Gryffindor has the forty point lead again ! ``

The Gryffindors were all on their ft now, shouting in excitement and chanting 'Go, King James I, go ! All of them except Matt and Harry. Somehow, Matt was managing to sleep through everything, and Harry continued to let him tilt on his articulatio humeri. Luckily, no one seemed to notice, besides Albus, John, blush wine, and Amanda. They kept glancing apprehensive looks at Matt, but eventually, they got sucked up into the emotion of the biz and watched James 's search for the Snitch.

`` And I think he 's seen it ! '' Todd screamed, `` Yes, potter has seen the stool pigeon ! He 's flying directly towards the ground. Pike has noticed it as well, but he is all the way at the early end of the pitching. I do n't think he 'll get there in time. No, he definitely wo n't ! ``

Albus watched as James flew closer and closer to the ground. Albus was surely he would gate-crash 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 Snitch in his hand. Albus turned to his dad. `` We 've won ! We 've got the Cup ! ``

`` Gryffindor wins ! With 320 points, Gryffindor has not only won the peer, but they 've won the Cup as well ! extolment, Gryffindor ! '' Todd 's vox rang out over the crowd.

`` Matt, wake up ! '' John nudged his friend awake, `` We 've won, wake up ! ``

`` Wha'? '' Matt slowly lifted his head off Harry 's articulatio humeri and looked at all the excitement around him. `` Oh, right-hand. Awesome ! ``

Harry stood up, grinning, `` I 'm going to go congratulate James. I 'll see you later. I 'll probably hold back by the rough-cut elbow room, for the party. ``

Albus gave his dad a hug before he left, `` All right wing. See you later. ``

`` Let 's get back to the common way, '' rose suggested as she watched mat rub his psyche, `` We 'll see James there. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus agreed. He knew lustrelessness had no desire to link the mob of Gryffindors currently storming the pitch.

Despite their slow walk back to the castle and up to the seventh trading floor, Albus and his friends made it back to the common room before most of the early Gryffindors. In fact, the only other people there were a few older students Albus did n't know, Amy, Victoire, and soul Albus definitely did n't expect to see.

`` Teddy ! '' Albus shouted as he spotted Teddy sitting future to Victoire on one of the couch. `` What are you doing here ? ``

`` Came to see the match. James did brilliantly ! They could n't have found a better Seeker to replace me, '' he grinned, `` And came to see Vicky 's graduation, of path. '' He smiled at Victoire and giggled.

`` Oh, right, '' Albus grinned, `` sword lily you came ! ``

`` Yeah, it 's great to be back here, '' slip grinned, `` Well, I think I might go to Hogsmeade and pick up some supplies for the party. ``

`` Great ! '' Albus said, `` See you in a bit. ``

`` You, too, '' Teddy stood up. He gave Victoire a quick kiss and exited the mutual room. It was really starting to fill up now, although the team had yet to arrive.

`` Are you going to appease for the party ? '' Albus quietly asked matt.

`` I do n't think so, '' Matt yawned, `` Think I might take a nap. ``

`` Ok, '' Albus responded. matte left the group and made his way through the crowd to the dormitories.

`` It 's so unfair, '' Rose said softly as he left. Albus, John, and Amanda nodded in agreement, but no one said anything else on the subject.

The mathematical group found tush 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 first to collapse into the room, holding the Quidditch Cup above her head. `` We did it ! '' She was positively beaming. The rest of the team climbed in behind her, all of them grinning from ear to ear. The entire coarse room explosion 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. `` beginning, I just want to give thanks the whole team. We could n't get done this without any of you. We 've got a tremendous team here, and I 'm definitely going to miss all of you next year. I especially want to congratulate St. James, '' she turned to James II, who was clearly basking in the resplendence, `` You have done an salient job this whole yr. Coming in as Seeker, right after Teddy Lupin, who was one of the intimately searcher this house has ever had. That, and being expected to go up to your dad 's report. Well, all I can say is you have lived up to that expectation. And I think you are definitely going to match teddy as far as seeking skill goes- ''

`` Ah, Samantha ! '' teddy bear came bursting back into the mutual room, `` Am I missing you rambling on about my brilliance on the Quidditch pitch ? ``

`` Actually, no, Teddy, '' Samantha laughed, `` I was just saying how St. James could kick in 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, Teddy ! '' Samantha replied.

`` And I get no recognition at all ? '' Harry had come into the usual room and was standing behind Teddy.

`` Harry ! '' Teddy turned around, grinning, `` gladiola you could do to the party ! I 've just gotten back from getting supply. ``

`` Good, '' Samantha grinned, grabbing one of the bags and pulling out Butterbeers, `` Then let 's get this party started ! ``

The party proceeded much like the one following the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match had, only even more knockabout. shimmy had not only bought stuff from Honeydukes, but from Weasley 's Wizard Wheezes as well. Teddy treated everyone to a display of Everlasting firework, which took the shape of Gryffindor Leo the Lion, Snitches, and broomstick. Albus and his friends quite enjoyed it, and they also played one shot after round of Exploding Snap. Just like the former political party, no one left for dinner party. Teddy had bought enough intellectual nourishment that no one needed to. Even Harry stayed well into the evening.

`` You know, Rose, '' John said after what must have been their one-tenth secret plan of Exploding Snap, `` I do n't retrieve I 've ever seen you without a Christian Bible before. ``

Albus looked over at Rose, who was indeed without any sort of record book. `` Well, exams are over now, '' pink wine laughed, `` I do take a break from studying every once and a while. ``

`` It 's just sort of shocking, '' John grinned, `` Rose without a book. ``

`` Do n't worry, '' Albus laughed, `` I guarantee you she 'll be back to studying within two calendar week of going back home. ``

`` Oh, shut it, Albus, '' Rose grinned.

`` Hey, guys, '' St. James the Apostle was standing next to their table, his grin still as big as when he first came into the room.

`` Oh, hi, James River ! '' Albus replied, `` extolment on the match ! You did brilliantly. ``

`` Yeah, it was amazing ! '' John agreed.

`` Great job ! '' Amanda said.

`` It was great !, '' pink wine said.

`` Thanks, '' James II replied, `` You 're trying out next year, powerful Albus ? ``

`` Yeah, definitely, '' Albus answered, `` But I do n't recognize if I 'll make it. I mean, the only position open will be Samantha 's. ``

`` I 'm sure you 'll relieve oneself it, '' James assured him, `` You 're a big pursuer. ``

`` Thanks, '' Albus said quietly, his impudence turning a bit crimson.

`` Great party, huh ? '' Saint James the Apostle said, `` But where 's matt ? ``

`` He, er, does n't feel good. He 's in the dormitory, sleeping, '' Albus answered.

`` Oh, I hope he feels better soon. He did n't see too thoroughly this morning, '' James I responded, `` Well, I 'd better get back to the team. See you later. ``

Albus waved as James I left and was absorbed back into the huge crowd in the room. It seemed as if every Gryffindor was in the common room. With Harry and slip there as well, there was hardly room to move. Albus kind of liked it though. He was n't a huge fan of gravid crowds of people, but as long as everyone was n't focusing on him, he was ok with it. And now, the care was definitely on James II and the residue of the Quidditch team. Albus glanced around the room and saw that the total squad was right at the center of things, along with Teddy and Harry.

`` Oh, hi, lustrelessness, '' Rose said quietly. Albus turned his head away from the Quidditch team and saw that matt had come down from the student residence. He was leaning on the board and looking very tired.

`` Hi, '' he mumbled quietly, `` I 've got to go now. I 'll see you tomorrow, probably. ``

`` Yeah, tomorrow, '' Albus agreed. During the past few months, Albus and the others had started visiting lusterlessness the day after every full moon. Ever since the outset prison term they had done that, Matt had started getting more and more prosperous with the thought of his friend seeing him so soon after a translation. But Albus and the others had not visited him so early in the break of the day since. They now visited in the late afternoon, after classes were done for the day.

`` deprivation me to go with you ? '' John asked.

`` No, it 's ok, Amy 's going to, '' Matt replied

`` Ready ? '' Amy appeared following to Matt.

`` Yeah, I guess, let 's go, '' lustrelessness turned and started to take the air towards the portrait maw. Amy followed closely behind.

`` Last one here, until Sep, '' pink wine commented after they 'd left.

`` Wonder what it 's like at domicile ? '' whoremonger mused.

`` Dunno, but I do n't think we should ask, '' Albus said quietly.

`` No, probably not, '' John agreed.

Albus and his friends stayed up late into the night, playing games of chess and Exploding press stud. Harry spent about of the even in the coarse room, but he left around 9 pm. However, the party continued well into the wee hours of the morning. It probably would cause lasted much longer, but Neville came in around 1 am, and told them they had to go to bed. Apparently, the stochasticity had carried into other component part of the rook and some of the other professors wanted to get some slumber. After Neville left, Albus dragged himself up to his dormitory. He was completely exhausted from staying up so deep and fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and beta, Dancer of Starlight, as well as my other baby and my brother. Thanks also to BKL8008, inkheart, Moonylupin, and XDNLxtlz99 for their reviews ! There are only a few chapters left in this level, just to let everyone know.

Chapter 38 : commencement ceremony

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`` May I have your attending, please, '' Professor Kendrick stood up and announced at the End of year Feast the a duet Clarence Day later. Albus stopped talking to John and turned to face the Headmaster.

`` Thank you, '' Kendrick continued once the Great hall was lull, `` What a year, what a year. It is heavily to think 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 cause this preceding week. ``

Albus glanced around at his fellow students and saw that they were all turning to stare at him. He sunk down in his fanny a little bit and tried to avoid their gaze.

`` I want to see you all that the Aurors are looking for both Professor Washburn and Jarett Willinson, as well as Quinton Willinson. Whether this was an obscure flak, I am not sure. But whether there are Sir Thomas More attacks to come or not, I am sure as shooting we will all stand unattackable, and stand as one. Whatever is coming, we will divvy up with it. We have dealt with evil in the past and luck are we will deal with it in the future. '' 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 menage Cup needs awarding. First, O.W.L. and N.E.W.T. results will be mailed partway through the summertime, as usual. endorsement, the graduation ceremonial will bring place tomorrow, at ten o'clock. And lastly, as usual, I must remind you of the fact that using deception is prohibited while you are not in school over the summer.

`` And now, the home Cup. In conclusion topographic point, Hufflepuff with 376 compass point. '' Kendrick announced. Albus clapped politely along with everyone else in the entrance hall. `` following, Gryffindor with 413 degree. '' Albus groaned, as did everyone else sitting at the Gryffindor board. No doubt that the many dot Washburn took from all of them helped reassure that they did not get the House Cup. `` In second place, with 452 points, Slytherin. '' There was a bit more polite applause, but none of it from the Gryffindor mesa. `` And in first base property, Ravenclaw with 563 points ! Congratulations, Ravenclaw ! '' Kendrick waved his sceptre and the medal transformed from their usual Hogwarts vividness into the Ravenclaw blue.

Albus clapped his manpower, while looking glumly at his scale. 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 applause died down, `` And with that, delight the feast ! '' Kendrick waved his scepter once again and food appeared on all the plates.

`` We 'll win it next yr, '' Saint John the Apostle announced as he heaped his plate high gear with chicken, `` But you know what, I 'm going to miss this nutrient over the summer .... ''

`` 'Course we 'll win it succeeding class, '' Albus agreed, `` Washburn wo n't be here anymore to take off unfair tip. ``

`` You do n't know who Kendrick 'll get to replace him, though, '' Rose warned.

`` honorable point, '' matt said as he buttered a piece of music of staff of life. He was still recovering from the wide-cut Moon and was n't that hungry. Normally, he would n't even be out of the Hospital backstage yet, but he had convinced madam Pomfrey to let him see the feast. `` Do you know if your dad will be teaching dad again next class ? ``

`` Dunno, '' Albus shrugged. He had n't really thought about it before, but Harry had come to learn DADA at a moment 's notice, and maybe Kendrick really did n't feature meter to get anyone else. But now he 'd accept the whole summer.

`` Hope he does, '' flatness replied, `` Otherwise, we 'll be getting two new teachers, and what are the chances that both of them will be Nice ? ``

`` Not high, '' Rose said. `` I like having Uncle Harry Teach here. I hope he comes back. ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus agreed. John and Amanda nodded.

`` Just hope our next Charms instructor is nicer, '' Amanda said, `` Of trend, it wo n't take much, will it ? ``

`` Nope, '' rose wine replied, `` Wo n't take a good deal at all. ``

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Albus awoke the next cockcrow with just enough time to pick up a quick breakfast in the Great residence hall before making his way to the grounds for the graduation.

`` We 'll see you after, when we 're getting on the geartrain, '' rosebush said to St. John and Amanda as she got up from the table.

`` Bye, '' John mumbled, his utter full of toast.

`` rich person fun, '' Amanda waved.

Albus and matt waved as they followed Rose out of the room. `` Good matter it 's sunny today, '' Albus commented, `` Remember Teddy 's ? finally year ? ``

Rose laughed, `` Oh, yeah, how could I forget that ? ``

`` What happened ? '' matte asked.

`` Worst electrical storm of the whole yr, '' Albus grinned, `` It 's funny story looking back on it, but it was n't then. We got soaked, despite the tent Kendrick put up. Not to remark the winding, thunder, and lightning. Scared Lily out of her nous. Mum had to take her into the castle partway through. ``

`` gladiola it 's not like that this year, '' matt agreed. The three of them walked onto the grounds and over towards the chairs that had been set up by the lake. multitude were already milling about and finding seats. Albus spotted his parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousin-german, all taking up practically half the seats.

`` There 's my mum and dad, '' mat pointed to two masses sitting down near where Albus 's Aunt Fleur and Uncle Bill were, `` Want to take on 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, Matthew ! How are you ? Are you feeling ok ? '' A tall blonde charwoman with an Aboriginal Australian accent enveloped flatness in a smashed hug.

`` Mum ! '' Matt said, his face turning red, `` I 'm fine ! Really, I am. ``

`` Are you sure ? You look a bit picket. Did you sleep well cobbler's last 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 OK. '' The man, who Albus guessed was lustrelessness 's dad, pulled the woman off of Matt. He also had an Aboriginal Australian speech pattern and was tall, with graying hair.

`` Oh, all right hand, '' the char 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, '' matte told them.

`` And you wonder why I worry so much, '' the woman said to the man, `` I 'm gladiola everything else was fine. ``

`` Oh, these are my booster, '' lusterlessness gestured to Albus and Rose, `` Well, two of them anyway. Albus Potter and Rose Weasley. They 're both Victoire 's full cousin, like I told you in my missive. Albus, Rose, this is my mum and dad. ``

`` Pleased to meet you, '' rosebush smiled and judder their hands.

`` Hi, '' Albus shook their hands after Rose.

`` howdy, dear, '' the char gave them a warm smile.

`` So you 're the unity who set off pyrotechnic in Professor Washburn 's class ? '' Mr. Eckerton asked.

`` Er, yeah, '' Albus answered nervously.

mat 's dad just laughed, `` That sounds like something I 'd sustain done in school. Of course of instruction, I did batch of former stuff .... '' Mrs Eckerton gave him a stern look. `` Not that I 'm saying you should pull pranks like that, of course. You should behave yourself in school, son, '' Mr. Eckerton said quickly to Matt.

Albus stifled a laugh and noticed his own parents, followed by his Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione walking over towards him. `` Hi, Mum and Dad ! ``

Rose grinned and greeted her parents as well, `` hullo, Mum, Dad. ``

`` Albus ! '' Ginny let go of Lily 's hand and wrapped her son in a big hug.

`` Hi, Mum, '' Albus replied and rolled his eyes and Ginny finally let him go. He looked over and saw that rose wine 's parents were doing the same matter with her.

Albus gestured to matt and his parents, `` This is our friend, Matt. Well, you already know him, Dad, '' Albus laughed, `` But anyway, these are his parents. And Matt, Mr. Eckerton, Mrs Eckerton, those are my parents, and my Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione, who are blush wine 's parents. And my little sis Lily and Rose 's little crony, Hugo. ''

`` Nice to fit you, '' Matt 's dad stuck out his script. `` Bruno Walter Eckerton. And my wife, Julie. '' The adult spent a few minutes exchanging hand shakes and pleasantries, while Albus and Rose introduced matte to Lily and Hugo.

`` How 'd you get those cuts ? '' Hugo asked Matt loudly, gesturing to the partially healed cuts on Matt 's arm. Since the entire moon was only a duet days ago, they still had n't completely healed. `` Didja get 'em from that duel with professor Washburn ? '' 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, '' lusterlessness replied quickly.

`` Wicked ! '' Hugo grinned. `` Ca n't wait until I can total here. ``

`` Just another year, Victor Hugo, '' Albus smiled at his full cousin. `` But do n't count on getting to duel with evil teachers. I 'd rather not have had to do that. ``

`` Me and Lily acted out the duel, did n't we, Lily ? '' Victor-Marie Hugo told them. Lily nodded her headspring. Hugo continued, `` I got to be Washburn, only I won. Lily ran away. ``

`` Did not ! '' Lily shouted.

`` Did too ! '' Victor Hugo shouted back.

`` Kids, calm down, '' Ginny said sternly.

`` Mum, can Matt come stay with us over the summer ? John, too, but he 's in the castle. They can fall for mine and Rose 's birthday party, '' Albus asked.

`` I do n't see why not, '' Ginny smiled, `` As long as it 's ok with his parents. ``

`` Can I go quell with Albus ? '' matt asked his parents, `` delight ? ``

`` I do n't have it off ... '' Mrs Eckerton looked worriedly at her husband.

Mr. Eckerton glanced at his wife and replied, `` We 'll have to think about it. ``

`` Oh, come on ! Please ? '' lusterlessness pleaded, `` I 'll be fine. Albus even said they 'd have the party at, a, good fourth dimension. ``

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 Matt will be fine if he stays with us for a few Day. And we will schedule the party at a salutary clock time. ``

The Eckertons still did n't appear positive, 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 fine, '' Harry replied.

Matt groaned, `` You worry too much. ``

`` Sometimes we have to worry, '' Matt 's mum told him, `` You know that. ``

`` I know, '' matte sighed.

`` I think the ceremonial 's starting now, '' Harry announced. `` We 'll be in touch with the details of the political party. ``

`` Sounds good, '' Mrs. Eckerton replied.

`` See you after, Matt, '' Albus waved. He and Rose followed their syndicate to the chairs that were set up on the lawn. Albus sat down in between pink wine and Harry and waited for the ceremony to begin.

There was a large leg set up in front of the chairman, with a grandiloquent podium embossed with the Hogwarts tip. succeeding to the podium was a tabular array piled with Hogwarts diplomas. All the one-seventh years sat in the kickoff few rows of electric chair, dressed in their black Hogwarts robes and a whiz 's hat.

After a few transactions, in which everyone who had been milling around and talking came and sat down, prof Kendrick strode up to the pulpit and began to address. `` Welcome, friends and crime syndicate, to the graduation exercise ceremonial occasion of the Hogwarts Class of 2017. I remember the first time these students stepped foot into Hogwarts. Many were excited and just as many were scared and aflutter. Some thought they knew all of Hogwarts 's secrets, and others hardly knew anything about the Wizarding World at all. But that did not matter. Because now, they all stand as one, equally prepared to take on the world around them. I believe that great things will happen to the people in this class and that they will do dandy thing.

`` This stratum is a special one to me. Every class at Hogwarts is limited, but the year I became Headmaster was the class this family came to Hogwarts. I think that I was just as queasy as they were, if not more so. '' Kendrick paused as the audience laughed. `` And I remember each one of their sorting. I remember Tyler Pike tripping over his own substructure as he made his way to the stool. He 's certainly come a farsighted way from that, becoming senior pilot of the Ravenclaw Quidditch squad. I also remember Olivia Kaden 's smile as she was sorted into Hufflepuff and ran to get together her sister at that tabular array. And who could forget the loud shout of gleefulness from slip lupin as Victoire Weasley was sorted into Gryffindor. ``

professor Kendrick continued his language for another ten arcminute. After he was done, each of the headway of firm went up to the pulpit and gave a speech as well. Albus liked Neville 's speech the best. He talked about how proud he was of each and every Gryffindor that was graduating that day, and what made them limited. Albus found it a bit hard to pay attention to Professor Patil 's speech about the Ravenclaws because she used such big discussion that Albus hardly knew what she was saying. He assumed it all meant that Professor Patil knew that all the Ravenclaws would wind up making dandy contribution to the Wizarding Earth in the discoveries of various things. Professor Polo gave a good oral communication about the Hufflepuffs, and then Slughorn gave one, but it did n't focus much on the Slytherins. His speech communication mainly consisted of itemization who he had taught at Hogwarts, and how famous they are now. He spent a sound portion of it talking about how he had taught Harry. Albus saw his dad grimace as Slughorn mentioned what a improbable potions brewer he had been. Albus had to repress a laugh at that, because he knew the story of Snape 's potions leger and how Harry had wound up with it in his sixth year.

prof Kendrick took the dais once Slughorn had finished, `` Thank you, professor Longbottom, Patil, Polo, and Slughorn. Now, two outstanding students shall speak on behalf of their class. First, Head Boy President Tyler thruway. And then, Head Girl Victoire Weasley. ``

President Tyler Pike took the ambo and began his speech. It was a verbose delivery full of more Holy Writ Albus did n't understand, much like Professor Patil 's had been. Must be a Ravenclaw thing, he thought. Albus glanced at rosiness and noticed she was paying rapt attention. Maybe she should cause been in Ravenclaw.

Once Tyler concluded his speech, Victoire stepped up to the stump. She waited for the crowd to stop their applause for Tyler 's speech and then she began. `` Wow, what a crazy seven years it 's been ! '' she paused and smiled at the audience. `` I remember our first gear day here. I was scared, we were all scared. short firstly old age, lost in a sea of sure-enough students, and now we 're at the top. Over the past seven years we have not only gotten an Education that will serve us throughout our full life sentence, but we have forged friendly relationship and memories that will last a lifetime. memory. 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 best we have. It has n't always been easy and not all the memories are in force ones. We 've all lost the sign of the zodiac Cup at least once in the past seven years, we 've lost Quidditch mates, failed tests, and had fight with friends. But now is n't the metre to live on those memories. Right now we should recall the goodness times. The times we did win the home Cup, the spectacular winnings in Quidditch, the tests we 've aced, and the fact that our friendship are strong enough to hold a few rows.

`` I 'm certainly we all have mixed feelings about leaving Hogwarts. I know I do. This castle has been our menage away from house for the past seven twelvemonth. A right portion of our living have been spent here. It will be sad to leave Hogwarts behind, but this moment is what we 've been working towards ever since we stepped off the geartrain when we were 11. Hogwarts has prepared us, not only academically, but socially, for the populace before us. We are prepare, we can go into the humanity and make something of ourselves. When you look out at the year behind me, do n't just look at us as the Hogwarts family of 2017. expect at us as the future Healers, Aurors, researchers, and who knows, maybe even the future curate of Magic. So, in conclusion, we are gear up to present the humans. Whatever it has in store for us, we will be able to guide it on. Using our dissimilar talents, we as a group will be capable to consume whatever the humanity has to throw at us. ''

The interview broke out into flash clapping. Albus clapped along with them. He thought Victoire 's speech had been much better than Tyler 's and judging by the hand clapping, everyone else thought so, too. The applause died down as Victoire went back to her tail end and Kendrick took up the podium once again.

`` Thank you, Tyler and Victoire, '' he nodded his headland in their direction, `` Now it is time to present the diploma. '' Kendrick waved his baton and the podium moved to the side, while the table with the diplomas moved to the center of the degree. The four heads of houses got up and stood next to the tabular array. Kendrick stood on the other side of meat and picked up the first diploma. `` Katelyn Isabelle Asterly, '' he called out.

A tall, red haired Hufflepuff stood up and walked over to the headmaster. She took her diploma and shook Kendrick 's hired hand. Then she shook all the principal of houses'hands and walked off the stage. She walked the myopic aloofness to the lake. Albus watched her and noticed that Hagrid was standing there. The sauceboat they had crossed the lake on earlier in the year were sitting on the calm water.

The headmaster continued to call off gens. Albus recognized a few of them, but most of them were multitude he had just seen occasionally.

`` Amy Marie Eckerton, '' Kendrick called out a light while later. Albus and rosebush clapped loudly as lustrelessness 's Sister accepted her sheepskin and walked over to the growing grouping of seventh years near the lake.

Albus watched as Kendrick called out more names. He recognized the two Slytherins that had hexed him earlier in the twelvemonth. Neither he or resurrect clapped for them. They politely clapped for everyone else. Albus also recognized the Quidditch captain, Samantha Meyers and clapped a bit louder for her.

The crowd of one-seventh days on the point diminished until there were only two left. `` Victoire Fleur Weasley, '' Kendrick announced. Albus and rosiness clapped loud than they had for anyone else as their cousin shook Kendrick 's hand. Albus heard shimmy whistle and have a loudly shout of 'Go Victoire !'as she shook Neville 's hand. prof Patil shot him a stern facial expression and he quieted down. Albus had to stifle a joke. Even after you graduate, you still have to take heed to the professors, he thought.

`` Cameron Alexander Zabino, '' Kendrick called once Victoire had crossed the stage. A burly looking Slytherin accepted his diploma and joined his stratum by the lake.

Kendrick waved his wand and the table disappeared. The stump moved back to the nerve center of the stage and Kendrick stood behind it. `` In the past seven old age, the students in this social class have learned a peachy trade about magic and life in general. These skills will help oneself them as they pursue the calling and pipe dream of their choosing. It is fourth dimension for them to journey from Hogwarts, on the same boat they arrived her on seven years ago. The first base time they crossed this lake, they were both excited and scared about what Hogwarts had in store for them. As they cross the lake once more, they are more confident, but still excited and a bit scared about what the humanity has in entrepot for them. I know I speak for us all when I say I 'm surely they will do great thing. ''

Kendrick nodded his head towards the chemical group of one-seventh twelvemonth. The scholar climbed into the boat and Hagrid got into the one in front. He brandished his garden pink umbrella and bellowed, `` Forward ! '' The boats all started moving, taking the seventh eld away from Hogwarts and towards the new adventures that awaited them as adults.

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A/N : Thanks to my sister and genus Beta, Dancer of Starlight, my former sister, and my brother. Thanks as well to Moonylupin, ladymblack, sinwillys822, and XDNLxtlz99 for their reviews !

Also, if anyone picked up on the fact that this took place in 2016/2017, whereas the Harry Potter Lexicon indicates that Albus 's first gear year would have been 2017/2018, I figured out the appointment differently than the lexicon did. I used Victoire 's birthday ( May 2, 1999 ) and figured out that her 7th year would hvae been 2016/2017. I know the Lexicon figured it out differently, but I 'm sticking with my own calculations.

There 's only one chapter left ! I 'll post it future hebdomad and then look for the sequel, which I 'll post sometime after Christmas !

Disclaimer- I do n't own Harry Potter.

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The consultation stood up and applauded as the boat left. A few people cheered and whistled. Albus could hear Teddy 's shouting over everyone else 's. After a few transactions, hoi polloi started to exit.

Albus and rosiness said a nimble goodbye to their families before heading off to the horseless carriages that would take them to Hogsmeade Station. They got into a carriage with Matt and the stroller lurched forwards to take them to the 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 stopping point single on, '' pink wine pointed out. They continued to expect into the compartments before they found the one that their friends were in.

`` How was the gradation ? '' Saint John the Apostle asked once the compartment threshold was shut once again.

`` Really good, '' Rose said.

`` Yeah, Teddy kept shouting and whistling and professor Patil was glaring at him, '' Albus laughed.

`` And Victoire 's speech was really skillful, '' lusterlessness told them, `` Much well than Tyler expressway 's speech. ``

`` I could hardly understand a Logos of it, '' Albus commented.

`` I thought it was a thoroughly voice communication, '' pink wine responded, `` It was all about how the course of study needs to use their natural endowment and skill to further procession the Wizarding mankind. ``

`` Well, he could take in just said that, '' Albus huffed, `` He did n't give to work it so bloody confusing. ``

`` I got told off by him once, I could n't understand anything he was telling me, '' trick laughed.

`` He 's just got a big lexicon, '' Rose insisted, `` Anyway, the graduation exercise was really good. ``

`` 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 therapist Sterling this summertime, actually. She, er, wants to get involved with the study I 'm in and stuff and nonsense. ``

`` Oh, is that the Healer who 's in kick of it ? He 's the one who Albus saw in the hospital Wing a couple calendar month ago ? '' John asked.

`` Yeah, '' flatness told them, `` Amy 's wanted to be a healer and oeuvre on the Wolfsbane Potion ever since she saw me after the full moon for the number one sentence, '' he said quietly.

`` That 's good, '' Amanda said, `` Maybe she 'll actually find a cure. ``

`` Maybe, but probably not, '' matt replied sullenly.

`` So, what are you doing in Ireland, Amanda ? '' rosebush asked after a moment of cumbersome silence.

`` Mainly just sight seeing and stuff and nonsense, '' Amanda answered, `` It 's going to be really fun. I 've always wanted to go there. ``

`` There 's all sort of history there, '' Rose told her, `` There 's a bunch of wizarding villages there, too. I 'd have it away to go and chaffer them. ``

`` That would be fun, '' Amanda agreed, `` But I think we 're sticking with the Muggle stuff and nonsense. ``

`` Oh, right hand, '' Rose said, `` Well, if I ever go to Ireland, you can come with me and we 'll face around all the wizarding Greenwich Village. ``

`` I wish I was going to Hibernia over the summer, '' John announced, `` We 're not doing anything. Just staying menage. ``

`` Us, too, '' Albus said, `` Last class we went to France. ``

`` That was warhead of fun ! '' Rose grinned, `` I want to go back. ``

`` The funniest portion was watching Saint James the Apostle try and speak French to all the French people, '' Albus laughed. `` But this yr we 're just staying home. ``

`` We never go anywhere, '' Matt told them. `` Well, we did go see my uncle in America a couple years ago. I was eight. But we have n't been back since. It 's really expensive to ride on Muggle airplanes, and we always go to Australia every Dec 25, '' he sighed. `` I 'd rather just visit my uncle than my grandparents. ``

`` I 've never been to America, '' John told him, `` What 's it like ? ``

`` Different. The Muggles ride on the wrongly side of the road, '' Matt said, `` But it was loads of fun when we went. I think we might be going next yr. ``

`` Well, you can all do visit me and blush wine for a picayune spell, '' Albus told them, `` We usually have our birthday political party at the tunnel, but you can come stoppage at my mansion before it. ``

`` That would be awing ! '' John grinned, `` I 'll just Floo to your stead. ``

`` Yeah, that would work, '' Albus agreed, `` And hopefully your parents will let you number, Matt. ``

`` I think they will, '' lustrelessness responded, `` But we 're not connected to the Floo meshwork. ``

`` You 're not ? '' Albus asked, `` Why ? ``

`` Basically, because of what happened in Australia with the Ministry and everyone finding out about me. My parents just want to lay low here, and if we 're not on the mesh, that 's one less way of the Ministry tracking us down. Of class, my dad works for the Ministry, so I 'm not exactly certain what my parents'logical system is. ``

`` Oh, '' Albus said, `` Do you just Apparate everywhere ? ``

`` Pretty much. Well, I Side-Along Apparate, of course. But that works to get where we 're going. My parents will just Apparate me to your house, '' Matt told them.

`` That 'll work. ``

`` And you can hail stay at my sign, '' rose wine told Amanda.

`` Ok, but I ca n't do any variety of Apparition or Floo, '' Amanda said.

`` It 's all right wing, my parents can drive. We 'll make out get you, '' Rose assured her.

`` Great. I ca n't wait to see your menage. I bet it 's a lot different from mine. I 've never been in a maven house before, '' Amanda said.

`` So, is your unscathed family going to be at the tunnel ? '' King John asked.

`` Pretty much. We usually have a few political party there during the summertime. A few of our cousins have summertime natal day, too, so there are a few other birthday parties. blush wine and me always have a shared one, though, since we 're the same age. Samantha and Lindy 's natal day is in the start of July, so they get a company. Fred, Bradley, and Gabriella are all born in August, like rosebush, so they all have company, too. But theirs are usually at their own houses. Then there 's the end of summer party, that 's always at the end of August, '' Albus told him.

`` Excellent. There 'll be some amazing Quidditch matches, then ! '' whoremonger grinned.

`` Oh, yeah, Quidditch can get pretty exciting during the summer, '' Albus responded, `` There 's usually so many people that we can get a actual tourney going. ``

`` That 'll be lading of fun, then. And my dad said he 'd get me a Calluna vulgaris this twelvemonth, '' can told them.

`` Great ! You can bring it with you. I 'm asking for one for my birthday, '' Albus said.

`` I 've got a broom at home plate, '' Matt said, `` I 'll bring in it, too. ``

`` I obviously do n't cause one, '' Amanda sighed, `` Maybe I can convince my parents to get me one, but I doubt it. As lots as they 've grown accustomed to magic, the idea of flying still freaks them out. ``

`` It 's all rightfield, '' Rose said, `` There are plenty of Calluna vulgaris in our kinsperson, mortal will let you borrow theirs. ``

`` speechmaking of Quidditch, I think the Chudley shank are going to pretend a really come-back next season, '' Matt grinned.

`` Ugh ! '' Albus groaned, `` You 're kidding, right ? There 's no way they could ever make a seed back ! ``

`` Yeah they can ! '' lustrelessness insisted, `` And someday, they 'll make it to the League Cup and I 'll go and put up them ! ``

`` The day the Chudley Cannons make it to the league Cup is the day Gryffindors and Slytherins get along, '' John laughed.

`` You 'll see, they 'll get to the conference Cup. And then they 'll win it ! '' matt said excitedly, `` I want to go to the next one, even if the carom are n't in it, though. ``

`` Me, too, '' Albus agreed.

`` I 've been to the human race Cup once, '' matte went on, `` When I was four. I can hardly remember it, but Amy says we had really well seats. It was in Australia, I think it 's one of the only times it 's been there. It was the New Zealand Kiwis versus France. France won. ``

`` That must sustain been awing, '' bathroom grinned.

`` Yeah, I 've been to regular compeer, but not the earthly concern Cup, '' Albus said.

`` well, I hardly remember any of it. I mostly remember France 's celebrating afterwards, '' Matt said, `` Just like I 'll be celebrating when the Cannons win. ``

Everyone else groaned. The group kept talking about Quidditch for a patch, 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 theme of Quidditch, they played a couple on unit of ammunition of Wizard 's Bromus secalinus and Exploding Snap. pink wine won all the secret plan of chess game and while they each won at to the lowest degree one round of Exploding walkover, Rose won most of them as well. When the trolley came around, they bought a bit of everything and had fun eating Bertie Botts edible bean and trading burnt umber Frog lineup. Albus had well-nigh of the lineup by now, but he was still did n't feature McGonagall.

Towards the end of the misstep, everyone quieted down a bit. mount dug out a book and started recitation, Amanda doodled on a piece of parchment, lavatory and Albus started up the Quidditch give-and-take again, and Matt fell asleep. Albus and John were just beginning to talk over the chances of Puddlemere United making it into the following League Cup when the compartment room access opened. Victoire and Amy walked into the compartment, both sporting huge grins.

`` So, how 's it feel to have graduated ? '' rose asked, putting down here book.

`` Brilliant ! '' Victoire said, `` We 've been celebrating with everyone else, but thought we 'd come see you. What have you been up to ? ``

`` Not practically, just talking about Quidditch, '' Albus said.

Victoire sat down future to rose and Amy sat down side by side to her sleeping pal. `` Of class. That 's one matter I 'll definitely miss next year, '' Victoire sighed, `` I 've never been very skilful at Quidditch, but I love watching it. ``

`` You can number back to watch, '' Albus told her, `` You 've got to. I 'm going to try out for Chaser succeeding twelvemonth and if I make it, I want you to fare to the mates. ``

`` I will, at least some of them, '' Victoire assured him, `` But I 'll be pretty engaged next year. therapist training is passably intense. ``

`` You 'll be estimable at it, though, '' Rose said, `` Both of you will be. ``

`` I hope so, '' Amy said quietly as she looked at matt, `` It 'd be heavy to discover a better version of that potion .... ''

`` If anyone can do it, you can, '' Victoire told her, `` You 've always been the best at Potions in our year. I 've just barely squeaked by. I really hope I got at least an E on my N.E.W.T. If not, I ca n't become a Healer. ``

Amy blushed, `` Well, I 'm not that great at it. I 'm sure enough you got an E on your N.E.W.T. ``

`` Where do you check to be a healer ? '' Amanda asked, `` Is there a university or something ? ``

`` There are some year, of grade, but it 's not like a Muggle university. And there 's less schooling than Muggle doctors need. We do a couple years of socio-economic class and interning at St. Mungo 's, '' Amy told her.

`` Yeah, we 're going to get a flat in British capital sometime this summer and split the snag during the training, '' Victoire added.

`` Can I go visit you ? I want to see your matte, '' Albus asked.

Victoire laughed, `` Of course you can. ``

Amy stretched her arms and got up, `` Well, we 're almost there, so I think I 'll go get my stuff ready. You coming, Victoire ? ``

`` Sure, we could probably get in a bit more observe before we 're in London, '' Victoire grinned. `` See you guys in a little piece. ``

Albus waved as his cousin and Amy left the compartment. The residue of the journey was uneventful. Albus played another round of golf of Exploding ginger nut with John and Amanda and then he dozed off for a bit. The next affair he knew, St. John was shaking him awake when they were in London. Albus yawned and started putting all his things back in his bag. He joined the crowd of students heading out of the power train and walked onto the platform with his friend.

`` There 's my parents, '' Matt pointed to the left and Albus saw the Eckertons talking to his Uncle Bill and aunty Fleur, `` I guess I 'll probably see you jest at this summer, if my parents let me come. ``

`` They will, '' Albus said adamantly.

`` They 'd better, '' John laughed.

`` I hope so, '' lusterlessness responded quietly, `` Well, I 'll let you know if I can, Albus. See you soon, I hope. ``

`` Definitely, this summer will be awe-inspiring ! '' Albus grinned, `` Bye, flatness ! '' John, rosebush, 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 pixilated hug. She reminded Albus a lot of his grandmother.

`` You should determine your parents so they can meet ours, '' Albus told John and Amanda.

`` Good idea, '' lavatory looked out among the crowd, `` Oh, they 're over there. Hey, Mum ! Dad ! '' he shouted.

A man and fair sex walked over to John, the woman shaking her head and the man laughing. Three little little girl followed them. `` Must you be so loud, dear ? '' the woman asked.

`` Mum, what a way to recognize me after you have n't seen me in month, '' John grinned.

`` Oh, hail here, Johnny, '' the woman smiled and wrapped John Lackland in a hug.

`` Mum ! '' John 's impudence reddened and he pulled away. `` Hi, Dad. ``

`` hi, John, how was the eternal rest of term ? ''

`` Great ! ``

`` Albus ! rosiness ! '' Harry said from behind Albus.

Albus turned around, `` Hey, Dad ! Hi, Mum, Lily, Victor-Marie Hugo, Aunt Hermione, Uncle Ron. '' Albus and rosiness exchanged greetings with their parents and sibling while John continued to distinguish his parents about school. Lily and Hugo seemed to hit it off with one of John 's sis and they were running around the platform, trying to get each other to eat the disgusting flavour of Bertie Bott's.

Amanda had meanwhile found her parents and brought them over to the group. They both looked a bit uncomfortable among all the witches and thaumaturgist, but seemed to need to receive Albus and the others.

rose wine seemed to ingest heraldic bearing of all the introductions. `` Ok, Mum, Dad. These are mine and Albus 's friends, John and Amanda. '' The next few minutes were spent with all the adults shaking hands and introducing themselves. Rose and Albus told whoremonger and Amanda 's parents about their natal day party and it seemed like both john and Amanda would be able to go. After a few arcminute of discussing item, John the Divine, Amanda, and their fellowship said goodbye to the ceramist and the Weasleys and headed back into London.

`` Ready to go, James IV ? '' Harry shouted to his oldest son who was standing a few meters away, talking to Nathan.

`` Yeah, Dad, just a mo, '' James shouted back. He said something else to Nathan and then walked over to his family.

Albus and the sleep of the ceramicist walked back out of the station with Rose and her family. Albus was tired from the journeying home and did not say much. He was thinking about the past yr. It had been great. for certain, the hale affray with Washburn had been shivery, but that was over now, and his dad was taking charge of that at the Ministry. He was happy he had made a few full friends and was very glad that Matt trusted them with his secret. Albus was looking forward to the summertime and having John Lackland and mat visit him at Grimmauld position, but in all honesty, he was looking forward about going back in September. He had only been at Hogwarts for a year, but it already felt like a minute home to Albus.


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A/N : Well, there it is, the last chapter ! It 's a bittersweet consequence to finish posting this here. I 've been working on this report for over a twelvemonth, and even though I finished it stopping point April, I 've been editing it as I 've posted it here.

Thanks go out to my wonderful beta and vernal babe, Dancer of Starlight. She 's been reading this and betaing it ever since I started writing it in Sep of 2007. I 've bounced ideas off of her and she tells me whether they 're secure or they 're awful. My other sister and my buddy have also been extremely helpful. Thanks to them as well !

Thanks as well to all my faithful referee. XDNLxtlz99, sinwillys822, Moonylupin, and ginnyweasleypotter87, you guys are awful !

Albus 's story is far from over, though ! Be on the lookout for the sequel, Albus Potter and the Tracks They Left Behind, sometime shortly after Christmas ! It chronicles Albus 's instant yr at Hogwarts and is filled with new type and plots ! It is completely finished, so updates will be on a regular basis. I 'm currently working on the nameless story of Albus 's third year.

I 'll leave you with that rather long bit of author 's notes. I hope everyone has a Happy Feast of the Dedication, Merry Christmastide, and Happy other Holidays !