38. Patronus
Spring 2075 – Classroom Eleven, Hogwarts.

"It's getting out!" Louisa squeals watching Dal's wand shivering and producing the magnificent silver mist, without forming an actual shape. Few more seconds and the Patronus is gone, the boy looks beyond happy. He grins down at her while she claps and jumps, "That was great! You can do anything very well!" Her sentence is cut off when he scoops her up in a tight hug and spins her around.

Louisa's heart dances as she grabs his shoulders, shaking.

"Wow.. that felt.. good." She breaths out. "What's the memory?"

He's still grinning, "One with my dad."

"Oh."

She hides disappointment.