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This fan-fiction follows the first year of several Hogwarts students, 19 years after the fall of Lord Voldemort. You get to see Albus, James, Rose, and Scorpius, as well as characters I have created (Clementine, Viktorya, Gordon, Dane, etc...). Its basically a continuation of JKR's Deathly Hallows Epilogue, but in a different characters point of view. Hope you enjoy!
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It's long, I know, but totally worth the read, I promise! I've been working on this fan fiction for a while, and I've finally decided to put it up for someone besides myself to read. This is my first attempt at writing a fan fiction. Its still in the process of being written. I'll be posting chapter by chapter. Finally, I do use characters that JKR has created, and I also use my own.
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Chapter Guide (Fic now complete):

Chapter 1: Nineteen Years Later
Chapter 2: The New Beginning
Chapter 3: Sorting Surprises
Chapter 4: The Common Rooms
Chapter 5: The Dubious Duo
Chapter 6: A Very Hairy Affair
Chapter 7: The Giant Assistant
Chapter 8: The Wretched Weekend
Chapter 9: The Quidditch Queue
Chapter 10: The Nighttime Promenade
Chapter 11: The Winter Woes Part 1
Chapter 11: The Winter Woes Part 2
Chapter 12: The Detention Shack
Chapter 13: Tobias Snape, Jr.
Chapter 14: The Potter Problem
Chapter 15: The Slithering Surprise
Chapter 16: Rival Amends
Chapter 17: Ludomamie
Chapter 18: The Queer Query
Chapter 19: At it Again
Chapter 20: Year's End


The Nineteenth Year

By Stefanie White

Chapter 1: Nineteen Years Later


Nineteen years it has been, and Emma’s children couldn’t be more excited to join the legendary Harry Potter’s children for their first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was sad to send them off, but she had one more child to keep her company until their return. Her other son was returning to Hogwarts as a third year student.

Emma told her children, over and over again, the story of how the evil Lord Voldemort was defeated by Harry Potter, nineteen years previously. Emma and Ginny got along well at Hogwarts, perhaps even best friends during her first two years. They began drifting after that, but ever since the Battle of Hogwarts nineteen years ago, they have been terrific family friends, and it has been a treat to get to know the rest of the Potter family, and, not to mention, the Weasley family.

Clementine and Viktorya were twins. Clementine had much more funk than her sister. She liked to joke and play pranks, and was very adventurous. To further her uniqueness, she had brilliant green eyes, and color-changing hair, which was currently bright turquoise. Viktorya, on the other hand, was always a little more quiet and much more serious. She loved to learn and was keen to share her knowledge with anybody who showed interest. She had bright blue eyes and long flowing red hair.

As the Hogwarts Express took off with her children for a magical first year at Hogwarts, Emma’s eyes glistened with tears while she remembered her first year at the wondrous castle.

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Viktorya was so excited to be going to Hogwarts, that she arrived at Kings Cross fully dressed in the required school robes. She had many curious eyes on her while she made her way to Platform 9 ¾, but she did not care. She was anxious too. Viktorya had always dreamed of being in Ravenclaw, but only very few of her relatives had been in the house. Her mother had been in Gryffindor, and although she told grand stories of the house, Viktorya had been keen to be around the wise ones. She only had a slight chance at becoming a Ravenclaw, so she put all her thoughts into becoming one. Her brother, Torr, who was a third year student, had been placed into Gryffindor. Her twin sister, Clementine, who was keen to join Gryffindor, had almost convinced Viktorya that she would not be placed into Ravenclaw. She had argued that only one relative had ever made it into Ravenclaw. Their father was no help, for he was a Muggle, and had left the family for good when their last sibling, Aden, came into being. Nevertheless, Viktorya was determined to make it into the house she wanted.

The train was whistling humbly as it traveled through the vast plains. Clementine joined her sister in an empty compartment. They began having a long discussion on what their favorite class would be at Hogwarts.

“Oh, charms will easily be my favorite. I just can’t wait to learn all of the cool spells to do everyday things!” said Viktorya happily.

“I think I’ll enjoy Defense Against the Darks Arts most, especially since Voldemort has died,” explained Clementine. “Ever since his defeat, Hogwarts has had the pleasure of finally having a permanent professor. Torr goes on, non-stop, about him.”

At that particular moment a scrawny looking boy, with jet-black hair and bright green eyes made his way into the compartment, closely followed by a girl who slightly resembled a very cute chipmunk.

“Albus! Rose!” cried Clementine, while Viktorya beamed.

Albus Severus Potter and Clementine Olivia Higter had grown up very close, while Viktorya Minerva Higter was closer to Rose Weasley, who was smart and was very keen on learning as well. Nonetheless, Albus and Rose were first years too, and they anticipated the sorting as much as the twins.

“Come on in and sit with us, Albus and Rose, we’ve just been discussing what our favorite classes might be!” exclaimed Viktorya.

“Oh, I don’t know if I can talk about that at the moment, I am much to nervous about the sorting. I really don’t want to be in Slytherin, but there is a chance I could be put into it,” said Albus sadly.

Rose nodded in agreement.

“I wouldn’t worry too much about that Albus. I am sure you’ll be put into Gryffindor! Your mother and father were both in Gryffindor, as were their parents! And you are named after one of the greatest Gryffindor’s there ever was, Albus Dumbledore!” said Clementine, trying to cheer him up.

“Yes, but I am also named after one of the most notorious Slytherin, too,” he said under his breath. Rose gently patted him on the shoulder as if to comfort him.

Neither of the twins seemed to have heard this, because at the precise moment, Albus’s older brother, James, and Viktorya and Clementine’s older brother, Torr, both clambered into their compartment.

“Oi sis, scared much?” laughed Torr, after seeing their faces.

“Not as much as Albus and Viktorya here,” said Clementine, nodding toward the window where they sat.

“I am not scared!” said Viktorya, defiantly.

“Nor am I, just a bit worried,” replied Albus, though he didn’t seem to convince anyone in the compartment.

“What’s there to be worried about little brother?” said James. “ Still worried about being a Slytherin? Well, we all know that there is no chance you would ever be put into that slime-ball of a house, huh, Torr?”

“But you were the one antagonizing me about it! How can you be sure it won’t happen,” cried Albus, desperately.

Torr cut across Albus. “You’re neither ambitious nor cunning! You are brave and loyal, which are the characteristics that make up a true Gryffindor! Don’t worry, my friend, trust me! Hmmm, actually, you might want to reconsider trusting me,” he added with a wink.

“You see, Albus, there is nothing to be worried about!” exclaimed Rose as she happily patted his back again.

James aimed another kick at his younger brother before he and Torr left swiftly as several giggly second-year girls went by.

“Feel better, Albus?” asked Clementine, who seemed oblivious to James attack.

“I guess.”

The day went on, hours went by. The plump little trolley witch stopped by, and they decided on some cauldron cakes and pumpkin juice to help with their nerves. Darkness settled in, and the night sky was looking magnificent. The Hogwarts Express conductor told the passengers that they would be arriving at the Hogsmeade station in five minutes sharp. Clementine and Albus didn’t have their robes on yet, so they hurriedly put them on. Rose had already been dressed at Kings Cross, along with Viktorya. Torr and James stopped by one more time to wish them good luck, and to remind them that they wouldn’t be following them to the castle because first years had their own special way of being introduced.

“Don’t get eaten by the scary creatures on your way up, though” exclaimed James, while Torr roared with laughter, waving them good-bye.

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Chapter 2: The New Beginning

They got off the train, trunks and such under their arms. They turned as they heard a booming voice shout “Firs’ years over here, please, come on now, don’t be shy! Be sure to leave yer school things behind, they will be taken up to the castle fer you!” They turned around and realized at that moment that Hagrid, Hogwarts long time gamekeeper, had been rounding them up. He looked old, but still as giant as ever. “Hey you!” he yelled at a first year not to far from Albus and the girls. “When I say school things I don’ mean the robes yer wearing, dingbat, yeh obviously need those!” He then whispered something inaudible under his breath.

As Albus Severus approached, Hagrid gave a loud gruff and said, “Yeh must be Albus, Harry’s youngest son.”

“Yes, I am,” replied Albus.

Hagrid has not yet had the pleasure to meet Albus. He had been very busy keeping up with the many things happening at Hogwarts that he rarely got to see any of his favorite ex-pupil’s. He had only met James Potter because he is already a student.

“Yeh look so much like him. Great man, yer father. And the man yer named after, as well,” said Hagrid with what seemed to be tears welling in his eyes, and he took out a dingy looking, tablecloth-sized handkerchief. “It’s a pleasure ter meet yeh. This must be Rose, of course!” Hagrid beamed, as he looked at the girl next to Albus, giving them all bone crushing hugs. “Look just like yer mother, you do!” Hagrid just noticed two others with them. “And who’re yer friends?” he asked, looking from Viktorya to Clementine.

“Oh this is Viktorya and Clementine, good friends of mine. Their mother, Emma, is a good friend of my mum’s,” said Albus.

“Emma, yeh say? Emma Higter? She was a right pleasure to have in class, she was. Ah well, it’s a pleasure to meet the two of you! Your mother was a great witch, a natural when it came to magical creatures.”

“Nice to meet you as well, Hagrid,” said the girls, simultaneously.

“Well, if yeh three,” Hagrid was addressing Rose, Clementine, and Viktorya, “if you three wouldn’t mind comin’ ter tea with Albus here next Friday, I would love ter have yeh join us in me hut!”

All three of them nodded in agreement. Hagrid, suddenly realizing they were running late, called over the rest of the first years.

“We’ll be traveling by boat up to the castle. Only three to a boat, mind, we don’t want to risk anyone falling in.”

The four kids quickly talked about who would go together; with Viktorya volunteering to go with two other students she didn’t know. Albus, Clementine, and Rose entered the boat, being extra precautious not the teeter it too much. They all looked behind them to make sure Viktorya was okay. She gave the thumbs up as she joined two sweet looking boys inside of the boat.

The boats slowly made their way up to the castle. Albus, Clementine and Rose could hear others whispering “Wow, look at that” and “I wonder what would happen if I purposefully fell in?” There were many “Ooooooh’s” and “Ahhhh’s” and not to mention little gasps here and there. Albus almost couldn’t contain himself from shouting once they entered the towering cave that was covered in slimy molds and algae and was so dark that they couldn’t even make out the giant Hagrid, who was in a single extended boat in front of them. The boats suddenly stopped, and Hagrid’s voice, which was magnified in the cave, boomed at the first years.

“Alright. Now, carefully remove yerself from the boats, and make yer way up the slope in front of yeh. Professor McGonagall will meet you at the entrance of the school!”

A multitude of incomprehensible chatter broke out amongst the first years, as they all moved to get out of their boats.

“I wonder how old she looks now? My mom told me about a time when she took four stunning spells to her chest. I was told that she was old then. I can’t imagine how old she would be now!” whispered Rose, while they got out of their boats and found Viktorya.

“Oh, I just met the two coolest people! They are both hoping to be in Ravenclaw too! Apparently, Slytherin has been much less popular ever since You-Know-Who was killed! The kids who are placed there seem to be very frightened by the prospect,” said Viktorya as they made their way up the slope.

“I wonder why,” whispered Albus under his breath.

The students in the front stopped so abruptly that the group ran into them. They realized that they were already at the entrance to the Hogwarts castle.

“Sorry,” said Rose, just as one kid turned around to investigate.

“Oh, look,” said Clementine, on her tiptoes, “McGonagall is right there! She looks pretty good to me!”

“Welcome, first years,” said McGonagall, just as the last few students made their way to the end of the line. “You will make your way up these steps, and will find yourself in the Entrance Hall. After that, you will follow me into the Great Hall, and you will be sorted into your houses. Your fellow house members will be like your family. When you make worthy accomplishments you will be awarded points for your house. If you break the rules, you will lose points. At the end of every year here at Hogwarts, the house with the most points will be awarded the house cup.”

Several of the students clapped. The rest seemed to be so stricken with fright that it seemed as if they were hit with a body-binding curse.

“Now,” continued McGonagall, as if nobody clapped, “it is time that we move into the Entrance Hall.”

All of the first years seemed to move at once. They made their way up the stone steps and into the Entrance Hall. Again, there were the many outpours of “Oooooh’s” and “Ahhhh’s”. Anything that the group’s parents and siblings said about Hogwarts compared nothing to the magnificence of the castle in person. It was truly grand.

McGonagall made her way into the Great Hall, while the first years remained in the entrance. Her lack of presence appeared to have given the first years the incentive to begin speaking. The entire hall burst out into conversation, and the stress in the room suddenly lifted, but became anxious. Many of the conversations that the four heard had to do with the student’s anxiety of being sorted. Everyone was asking their neighbors questions, but nobody seemed to have a clear answer as to how they were to be sorted. The topic arose in so many wizarding households over the years, that it was common to leave this particular detail of Hogwarts a complete secret, to create a sense of speculation, until everyone in the home was sorted. Even the four had no clue as to how it would happen. They had focused so hard on what house they wanted to be in that they completely forgot about the actual ceremony. Clementine’s hair turned a coppery shade of red in her anticipation of the sorting.

The two boys that sat with Viktorya on the boat made their way through the horde students to find her. At last they found her with the others, and struck up more anxious conversation.

“Hello, all. Kind of scary, isn’t it? You know, the whole sorting and everything,” said one of the boys who had shaggy brown hair, hazel eyes, and a kind face. “The name is Brom. Gordon Brom.” He shook all of their hands. “This, here,” he said, indicating his companion, “is Dane Randall. He is a friend I met on the train.”

Dane nodded and smiled at them all. He shook their hands, with a steady and firm shake. He was tall and lanky, with dirty blonde hair and grey eyes. His face was a bit sunk, as though he hadn’t slept in days.

“So, what houses do you hope you will get into,” asked Gordon.
Before anyone could answer, however, a loud screeching noise came into being.

“What the---“ started Dane, but was cut off when a huge stink pellet hit him square in the face, splashing everyone around him with it as it burst.

A mad cackling was heard. All of the first years tried to dive under their peers, afraid of what would happen next. A barrage of stink pellets, dung bombs, and water balloons flooded the Entrance Hall. Just then, a squat looking man appeared hanging from a chandelier.

“Having a good night ickle wee first years,” shouted Peeves, the Poltergeist, as he jumped back and forth up the castle walls and away from the scene of devastation he had just created, cackling wildly.

Many of the first years began to emerge from under their robes, and releasing their friends they used for human shields. Despite the tremendous mess that surrounded them and the shock of what just happened, they broke out in talk once again about the sorting.

Clementine picked up from where she was rudely interrupted. “Well, we all want Gryffindor,” she started, pointing to herself, Albus and Rose. “But my dear sister, here, wants to be in Ravenclaw. I’m sure you already know that?”

“Of course, of course,” replied Gordon. “We, too, want to be in Ravenclaw. Nothing like a sharp mind, you know? Of course, I wouldn’t be entirely upset with Gryffindor either, but I think I might resign if I ended up in Slytherin.”

“That makes me feel loads better,” said Albus, rolling his eyes, and looking more unnerved than ever. He made to shift his leg, but slipped on a splattered dung bomb.

“Albus, we’ve already tried telling you that there is no way you would ever be put there! You just couldn’t be. You wouldn’t fit at all,” exclaimed Viktorya, who had grabbed his shoulder to help him keep his balance. “I’m the one with the real predicament here! I guess being in Gryffindor wouldn’t be too bad, but Ravenclaw would be just incredible!”

“Oh no, here comes old McGonagall” said Gordon, his eyes lingering on Viktorya as he spoke. “We’ll talk afterwards, okay? Even if we are all separated by houses!”

The rest of them nodded just as McGonagall reached them. She pulled from her robes what looked like a long roll of parchment. She glanced at it, and then looked up. Her nose wrinkled, as the smell of dung and stink filled her nostrils. She muttered something under her breath that sounded a lot like “Peeves”, and then addressed the students in front of her.

“You will follow me into the Great Hall now. When you are sorted into your house, you will go to that designated table, and wait until the sorting is finished, and then it will be on to the feast. Please, watch your step, we don’t want dung all over the Great Hall,” McGonagall finished. She turned her back, and marched toward the doors to the Great Hall. As they opened, the student’s eyes went straight to the ceiling, which mimicked the night sky. It was a beautiful, clear starry night.

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Chapter 3: Sorting Surprises

The students walked blindly to the front of the Great Hall, right in front of the teacher’s table, which stood a lone stool with a battered and blackened old hat.

“Of course,” whispered Rose into the other’s ears. “The sorting hat! We should have known when our parents told us about the heroics of Neville, when You-Know-Who lit it on fire!”

They all craned their necks a little higher to get a better look. It was amazing to think of all that hat had been through, and yet it still stood on that stool, every year, in order to fulfill its duty and sort the new students. Just as Clementine reached the perfect spot to see the old hat, a rip formed near its brim, and it spoke to the entire hall.

You may think I am just a hat,
But just you wait, without haste
I could be much much more.
Four houses, though there seems,
We are all much more keen,
And friends we’ll all become.
Whether you become a Gryffindor,
Where you’ll find true friends of
Bravery, Loyalty, and Chivalry, or
You become a Ravenclaw,
Where you can share your mind,
Who knows what kind of knowledge
You and your friends will find.
You could become a Hufflepuff,
Where everyone is best.
Fairness and hardworking traits
Are surely what you’ll test.
Or you may become a Slytherin,
Who will use their cunning ways
To get what they deserve.
Where Greatness and Ambition
Will always be preserved.
So try me on, and we will see
Where you may fit best,
But don’t worry, I’ll be quick
So that you can get some rest.


The Great Hall burst into applause. The first years were astonished; they have never witnessed such a thing!

McGonagall’s voice suddenly appeared, making the first years jump in surprise with their arrival back to reality.

“When I call your name, you will step forward, sit on the stool, place the sorting hat on top of your head, and you will be sorted into your houses.”

She paused, and looked at the petrified first years. Every first year looked at her, still as can be, wide eyed, and mouths open with disbelief. They couldn’t believe that they were going to be sorted so swiftly. Many had thought that the old hat had perished, and a new tough approach would be used to sort them. Others thought that the professors themselves hand picked the students.

Suddenly and loudly, McGonagall called the first name.

“Andron, Wilson.”

A small, round boy struggled his way through the crowd and stumbled slightly on the few steps to the stool. The hat was placed on his head, and the large rip reappeared, almost at the brim, and it shouted, “HUFFLEPUFF”.

A table to the right of where they were standing burst into applause, as the boy made his way to sit down. After a few other sorts, Gordon Brom was called. He held himself well as he walked up to the stool, but you could tell that he was a bit nervous. After several quiet moments, the slit opened wide and bellowed, “RAVENCLAW!” The table to the left of the new students burst into applause and welcomed their new member. A small smirk crossed the face of Gordon, and he winked at the others as they waited their turn.

Slowly, the crowd of first years dwindled down. Clementine was called before her sister. She bade them a weak smile, and made her way up to the hat. Shortly there after, the brim opened wide and shouted, “GRYFFINDOR!”

The table furthest to the right erupted in approval, and Clementine’s eyes twinkled with happiness as she made her way toward that table. Her hair magnificently changed back to the turquoise it was. She was no longer nervous, but buoyant. Viktorya was then called. She jumped as she heard her name. Slowly, she winded her way through the rest of the student’s. The hat was placed on her head. The hat seemed extremely eager to place her in Gryffindor.

“Very smart, yes, I can see, but also very courageous. Standing up to those who try and oppress you. Hmmmm, difficult. You have a thirst for knowledge, but thrive on acceptance,” whispered the hat into her ear. Her heart sank, as she knew the hat would place her in Gryffindor. After a few long minutes, the hat finally bellowed, “RAVENCLAW!”

Many whistles and claps came from the table to the left. Clementine caught Viktorya’s eye and gave her the thumbs up. Viktorya’s smile was very wide. She sat next to Brom. Silence fell once more over the hall. Scorpius Malfoy was immediately placed into Slytherin. He looked like the only Slytherin that was happy to be where they were. More students moved their way up to the stool, the hat shouting, “Slytherin”, “Hufflepuff”, “Gryffindor”, and “Ravenclaw” as they came and went.

“Potter, Albus”.

The hall broke out in little murmurs. Albus started looking around, and caught Clementine’s eye. She just shrugged and motioned him to go on. He sat on the stool, and before McGonagall placed the hat upon his head, she gave him a wide and beaming smile. Before the hat even fell all the way onto his head, the hat shouted, “GRYFFINDOR!”

With a great sigh of relief, Albus slipped off the stool, smiled at Rose, who was standing next to Dane, both still waiting to be sorted, and sat next to Clementine, who clapped him hard on the back. Even Professor McGonagall joined in the ovation. James, his older brother, gave him two thumbs up, as did Clementine’s older brother, Torr. Preceding the sorting of Albus, a few more were sorted. Dane Randall got into Ravenclaw, just as he wanted, and he joined Viktorya and Gordon. Then, Rose was called up. She was slightly more confident than was her cousin, but she had a slight manic expression on her face. She sat on the stool, and Professor McGonagall gave her a reassuring, and kind look. The hat slipped over her head, and her eyes disappeared underneath it. Finally, after an uneasy moment, the slit opened wide and screeched, “GRYFFINDOR!”

Three other students were sorted. Daniel Yanz became a Hufflepuff, Jana Zephyr became a Ravenclaw, and Erin Zabini became the final Slytherin. When McGonagall cleared away the stool and hat, she took a seat on the headmistress’ chair and said in a loud and clear voice, “Let the feast begin.”

At that moment golden plates came up through the tables, and giant platters of food and drinks plastered the middle of them. A lot of clatter and talking erupted in the Great Hall. There was so much excitement in the air. Already, there was talk of Quidditch (to which Albus took great anxiety in, for he wanted to be as good as his father and mother), of classes starting the following morning, and what they would do with any free time they would happen to have.

“I bet I’ll be on Quidditch team again this year! Of course, you can’t always count your chickens before they hatch,” said James.

“Don’t be silly, James. Of course you will. I mean, come on. You took on your father for crying out loud. And your mum played for the Holyhead Harpies. If anyone’ll be on the team, its you!” shouted Torr. “I wouldn’t mind playing beater though, I think I might try out this year!”

“I think I’ll just stick to watching this year,” said Albus.

“Well of course you will, what kind of chance do you have playing against all the older ones?” laughed James.

“Well, Harry Potter is my father too, you know!” retorted Albus. “But I think it would be more fun to watch during your first year, then to play.”

“I agree. I am actually quite excited to watch. Maybe I could be crafty like Luna was during her time here, and create a giant lion head that roars for the games!” said Clementine, excitedly.

Before anyone could say anything else, Clementine and Albus simultaneously dropped their forks with potatoes still on it, and left their mouths gapped.

Rose, James, and Torr looked at them astonishingly, and then turned around to see what was causing the distraction.

At the Ravenclaw table, Viktorya and Gordon were locked in a close embrace, and were absurdly kissing each other. Dane was looking the other way, as though he might catch a sickness by looking at them.

“Oh, you’ve got to be joking!” said Torr, with a blazing look on his face. “Since when has she done things like that?” Without waiting for a reply, Torr jumped up from the table and marched over to Ravenclaw’s.

Albus and Clementine were much too flabbergasted to say anything. James just laughed and continued eating his food. Rose, however, spoke.

“Perhaps she wanted dessert early?”

Albus and Clementine burst into laughter. It was a rare occasion that Rose made a funny joke, but when she did, it was well worth the laugh.

Torr finally made it over to the Ravenclaw table, after having to watch his step because people were sticking out their feet to make him trip. Luckily he still had his spoon of mashed potatoes with him, and was able to catapult it at anyone who dare tried.

“Oi, sis, you got something slimy on your face! Oh wait, its just this little git!” yelled Torr, pulling on the collar of Brom’s robe and yanking him away from Viktorya.

“Hey! He is not slimy and he is most definitely not a git,” rebutted Viktorya.

“Says you!” Torr shouted.

“Excuse me, but I happen to very much like your sister. She is kind, pretty, and not to mention smart. So I would like it if you wouldn’t resort to calling me names, thanks,” replied Gordon.

“And who are you? I don’t even know your name!” said Torr, with a menacing eye.

“My name is Gordon Brom. Your sister and I were acquainted on the boat ride.”

“Seems to me like you are more than acquainted now!” said Torr. “Why don’t you give it a few days instead of a few hours? And sis, since when have you ever taken an interest in boys? You just always had your nose in a book!”

“Well, no boy has really understood my passion for books. But Brom not only understands, but he has the same passion. That’s why I take interest in him,” replied Viktorya.

“Well, I don’t like it much!” replied Torr.

“Of course you don’t, you’re the older brother, you aren’t supposed to like your younger sisters dating. But it’s okay. I’m not stupid. I know what I’m doing,” said Viktorya, calmly.

“That’s beside the point. You’re smart, so why are you doing---“

Torr didn’t get to finish his sentence. McGonagall was on her feet, waiting for everyone to be quiet. With one last glaring eye at Viktorya and Brom, Torr hurried back to his seat at the Gryffindor table.

He went to open his mouth, but Clementine stepped on his foot and put a finger up to her lips in a shushing manner.

“After!” she hissed.

“What a delicious meal! I hope you all agree. I also hope you agree that it is time to get into those warm and comfy beds waiting for you in your dormitory. Chop, Chop!” said McGonagall. “First years, find your house prefects and they will show you the way there!”

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Clementine, Albus, and Rose stood up, extremely full from the food, but still struck by tonight’s events. Torr remained stationary in his seat, staring where Viktorya and Gordon had sat entwined, but who had now vanished in the crowd, probably scurrying up to Ravenclaw tower to get a comfy seat to themselves.

Clementine prodded Torr on the shoulder. He jumped, apparently oblivious to the fact that everyone was leaving. James stood there laughing at him. Torr shot him a dirty look.

“What,” ask James, clutching a stitch in his side from laughing so much. “Come on, lighten up. People are bound to change at Hogwarts!”

“Yeah, but---“ stammered Torr.

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“In case you haven’t noticed, Torr, she is my sister too, but you don’t see me being a baby about it. Now will you get over it, and show me, Albus, and Rose to the common room, please? The first years already left with the prefects while you were dozing off into la la land!”

“Oh right,” Torr said. He got up, nudged James in the arm, with deliberate force, and led them out of the Great Hall and up the grand staircase.

What seemed like hours later, they finally reached the Fat Lady’s portrait.

“Wow,” proclaimed Rose.

The Fat Lady turned her head.

“I hope you are wowed by my phenomenal beauty,” she said, eyeing Rose with resentment as if she had insulted her with her wonder. The Fat Lady whipped some hair out of her face.

“I-“ started Rose, but the Fat Lady interjected.

“Password?”

“Oh, right,” said James. “Copernicus.”

“Oh yes…” said the Fat Lady. Before she swung open, she seemed to have blushed.

“I heard a prefect shout it at the first years as they were leaving,” he said to Torr who looked at him questioningly. “Seems like the Fat Lady had a crush on the old bloke.”

A hole appeared behind the portrait, and inside, it revealed a very large and cozy room. Clementine, Albus, and Rose climbed their way through the hole, and looked around. There was a large fireplace. It cast a magnificent golden light in the room. It made the room much more warm.

“Amazing,” said Albus, once again amazed by the castles wondrous beauty. Clementine stifled a loud yawn.

“Looks like we better get to bed. We’ve got classes in the morning,” said Rose.

They bade goodnight to the boys, even James and Torr who had started a game of Exploding Snap, and they went up the stairs to the first year girl’s dormitory. They opened the door, and found three other girls inside.

The room was large and circular. There were several windows, looking out across the Hogwarts lawn. The moon’s reflection glistened in the black lake, making giant shadows appear from the trees of the forest. Clementine chose a bed right by a window, leaving Rose with the only unoccupied one left.

Clementine sat on her bed. She looked over at the other three girls, who were changing into their pajamas.

“I’m Clementine,” she said. She forgot to say hi.

“And I’m Rose,” she said, not wanting to be rude and not introduce herself.

“Oh hello, Clementine and Rose. I’m Mona Thomas.” Mona was tall for a first year. She was also half black.

“Thomas…” repeated Rose. “Is Dean your father by any chance?”

“Oh yes! You know him? He was in Gryffindor. You’re Rose Weasley I take it? It’s a pleasure to meet you,” she said shaking her hand. “Oh, it’s a pleasure to meet you too, Clementine. “ She shook her hand as well.

“Who else do we have,” asked Clementine, motioning the two other girls.

“I’m Kiay Jordan,” said a girl closest to the door. She had long black hair, and big blue eyes.

“I’m Tanya Blaine,” said the girl next to her. She has short brown hair, and green eyes. She has a hint of aggression in her tone of voice too.

“Nice to meet you Kiay, and Tanya. It will be fun rooming with you for the next seven years!” exclaimed Rose, while Clementine rose from her bed to shake their hands.

Rose and Clementine both returned to their beds, and pulled on their pajama’s.

“Happy sleeping,” she whispered to Rose. They both fell asleep instantly.

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Chapter 5: The Dubious Duo

Clementine woke up early the next day, excited for what was to come. She nudged Rose awake. They both dressed hurriedly, and raced down to the common room. They found Albus already dressed and ready to go.

“Shall we,” he asked, and beckoned them out of the common room to walk down to the Great Hall for breakfast.

They didn’t really pay attention to how they got to the common room last night, as they were very preoccupied with how amazing it all was.

“Not to worry!” said Albus, and from within his Hogwarts school robes be pulled out a folded up, dirty looking scrap bit of parchment.

“And what good will this do?” ask Clementine looking curiously at it.

“Just watch.” Albus pulled out his wand, tapped the parchment, and muttered, “I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.”

Clementine and Rose gasped, and a map of Hogwarts appeared, with hundreds of tiny dots moving around, each labeled with a name.

“Whoa, I didn’t know your dad gave that to you! I thought he would have given it to James!” said Rose. Clementine was still confused.

“No, he thought James would ruin it. He saved it, and gave it to me right before I got on the Hogwarts Express. He’s talked about it, of course, which is how I know it works. See,” said Albus, holding the map out for Rose and Clementine to see, “He even improved it. He marked all the passages that have been destroyed, and added the Room of Requirements, and the passage into the Hog’s Head from within it!”

“Wow,” said Clementine. “So this map shows everyone inside of the castle, where they are, and everyway you can get out of the castle? That’s incredible!” Clementine pinpointed their location, and they were about to make their way down the stairs when two dots were hurrying towards theirs, labeled “Scorpius Malfoy” and “Blake Snape”.

Clementine turned around, knocking Rose in the elbow, and she, too, turned. Albus was last to turn.

“Hey Gryffindorks,” shouted Scorpius, loud enough for the other students to stop what they were doing and looked around.

“What do you want, Malfoy,” asked Albus, with clear resentment in his tone.

“Now, now, watch your tone, Potter, or you’ll have me to deal with,” said a pale, lanky boy, with greasy black hair, and a hooked nose. Snape?

“You’re Snape’s kid?” asked Clementine, disgruntled enough at this new development, not to mention the fact that she was aching with hunger.

“What’s it to you?” he sneered back.

“Nothing, it seems impossible to me that Snape would have a kid in the same year as us since he was murdered long before we were born,” she said back, curious.

“Well, it’s none of your business,” Snape shouted back, and he muttered something to Malfoy, who laughed, and they both turned their backs and left.

“Snape?” asked Albus, stunned. “If Snape had a kid, my dad would know, since I am partially named after him.”

“True. This is very interesting, very interesting, indeed. Lets walk and talk, I’m starving,” Clementine said, and as they began to walk the direction the map was telling them to go, Gordon and Viktorya (arm in arm, of course), closely followed by Dane, came up to them.

“Care to walk together,” asked Gordon, and they all began to walk together.

Their conversation on Snape had to be put on hold. Albus had casually folded up the Marauder’s Map, muttering something that wiped it clear, and stowed it back into his robe.

“So, how has your day been so far,” asked Viktorya, clearly exuberant.

“Good,” said Clementine, Albus, and Rose as if they had been synchronized.

“Mine has been fantastic,” Viktorya exclaimed, not paying attention to any of them. They all looked at each other.

“I can’t wait to find out what class I’ll be starting first! Oh, I do hope we have some classes with the Gryffindor’s. I can’t stand the Slytherin’s. Have you seen Malfoy yet?” she asked, but did not wait for a reply. “We saw him last night. I don’t know what he was doing but he was hanging out with some greasy haired kid. It looked to me as if they were picking on fellow first years. I wanted to tell them off, but Gordon wouldn’t let me,” she finished.

Clementine, Albus, and Rose looked at her. They were amazed that Viktorya, the smart one, didn’t realize whom the greasy hair kid greatly resembled. They looked at each other again. Then looked back at Viktorya and nodded.

“They tried saying something rotten to me,” started Dane, with a low yet clear voice. “I just ignored them. I don’t think they liked it that much.”

“No, I imagine they wouldn’t. What’s there deal anyways? I thought he would have at least been in acquaintance with us, with everything that happen to our fathers past,” said Albus.

They reached the Great Hall. Viktorya said goodbye, and her, Gordon, and Dane walked off to the Ravenclaw table.

“Good, now we can talk,” said Rose, as they sat down at a secluded part of the Gryffindor table.

They grabbed some food, Clementine avoiding all of the meats set out, for she was a vegetarian. At last they had full plates and goblets, and they began to talk.

“Snape,” said Albus, but Rose cut in.

“That couldn’t have been Severus’s son. It’s impossible. Snape was killed in 1997. His son would be too old for Hogwarts. He can’t have been the only Snape in the world, can he?”

“I don’t know,” said Clementine, stumped. “He did look awfully like him. It doesn’t make sense, but how could he resemble the Snape we’ve heard about so much?”

Nobody seemed able to answer that question. Suddenly, professor Slughorn, who had become Deputy Headmaster because of his seniority, swooped down upon the three of them.

“Oh ho,” he exclaimed. “You must be Albus Potter. Pleasure, Pleasure. Oh and Rose! But, I do not know this lovely young lady,” he said, indicating Clementine, whose hair had turned a purplish color due to her contemplation.

“Oh, hello, I’m Clementine,” she said, shaking his hand.

“Okay, you three, I have schedules here for you. I’ve withdrawn Albus, and Rose’s, but I’ll have to sort through yours. What is your last name, dear,” he asked Clementine.

“Higter,” she replied.

“Higter, Higter,” he said whispering to himself. He was fingering through a stack of papers. Clementine wondered why he didn’t just magic it out. Finally, Slughorn pulled out a paper, and handed the three pieces on top to their respective owners.

“Thanks,” said Albus.

“Any day, my dear boy, any day.” And with that, Slughorn trotted off, tracking down other first years.

“Oh look, we start off with flying today! How fun,” said Clementine.

“Oh no,” said Rose, and they knew why. Rose had been given her mother’s talent for broom riding, which meant she had hardly any at all.

“Oh, come on, Rose! It will be fun! We have Charms afterward! And look,” she said, pointing at Roses schedule, “No Slytherin’s until Wednesday! Our first day will be great!”

“Transfiguration after lunch,” said Albus. “Apparently there is a new teacher. James said so over summer, the other teacher retired.”

As if the sound of his name suddenly conjured him, James appeared next to them, followed by Torr.

“Hey little bro, what did you get today,” he asked.

“Flying, charms, and transfiguration. You?”

“Oooohhhh, have fun in flying, that teacher likes to mark you off for everything you do wrong,” sniggered James, who seemed not to hear the “you” that followed Albus’s statement.

“Yeah, don’t get on her bad side, or you’ll fail for sure,” said Torr. “Oh, and always watch your back, you can never be to sure that someone won’t knock you off your broom.”

“Yeah, or those bludgers we let out early this morning,” finished James.

“Oh, shut up, you two! We have enough to worry about as first years, can’t you go pick on someone else for a change,” said Clementine, sincerely irked.

“What would be the fun in that,” asked James, seriously.

Rose and Clementine rolled their eyes. Albus looked perturbed again.

James and Torr, recognizing this most unceremonious dismissal, shifted to leave. Before they did though, James ruffled Albus’s hair, and shoulder bumped him.

“Lighten up, little bro.” James and Torr moved further down the table, sitting next to the second year girls they followed on the train.

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Clementine, Albus, and Rose were walking toward the Quidditch pitch, where their flying lesson was to take place. They were sharing the pitch with Hufflepuff’s, and were wholeheartedly happy for that. They would be nervous-wrecks if the Slytherin’s were on the pitch with them. A kind looking woman was standing by the opening into the stadium. She had brown hair, and she wasn’t very tall.

“Gather around, students, gather around,” the woman said. As they came closer, they saw a very old looking cabinet next to her. It blended in with the color of the pitch, which is why it was hard to make out. Slowly, but surely, the entire class surrounded the area.

“Good morning everyone. I’m Professor Bell, and I’ll be teaching you how to fly,” she said.

“Good morning, Professor Bell,” the students said.

Albus and Rose looked stunned, and Clementine had to pinch them so that they would pay attention.

“Now, flying isn’t all that easy, especially for first years. There have been exceptions, of course, but we shouldn’t be in over our heads for the first part of the year. You’ll be learning the basic function of the most common broomsticks, and, of course, practical sessions in which you will learn how to move, steer, and land your broom. Now if you would, please, step forward, one at a time, and take a broomstick out of the cabinet to practice on, we can get started.”

The feeling around the students was an excited one. Everyone was eager to get on a broom already.

Fifty minutes later, the bell rang, and the students hesitantly put their brooms away. Clementine, Albus, and Rose made there way across the grounds, filling Clementine in on who Professor Bell was.

“So, she was on the Gryffindor Quidditch team while she was at Hogwarts? And she was almost killed by Scorpius’s dad? And she now teaches here,” asked Clementine, making sure she understood perfectly. Although her mother attended Hogwarts, she hardly heard stories of other students, except for the ones that were the most interesting. Her mother was quite a gossip.

“Yes,” replied Albus, with Rose in agreement.

“Well, hey,” said Clementine as they walked up the stone steps and into the Entrance Hall, “ Maybe we should find Viktorya. We have charms with the Ravenclaw’s in ten minutes.”

Albus pulled out the Marauders Map once more, and quickly located themselves. They needn’t have pulled it out, because they discovered three dots moving towards them. Viktorya, Gordon, and Dane rushed up to them, having just come from Transfiguration.

“Best get up to Charms then, eh, wouldn’t do well to be late on the first day,” said Gordon, skipping over the greetings.

They rushed off to find the classroom. They made it just in time; the bell rang just as they were taking a seat. Viktorya decided to sit with Clementine, Gordon with Dane, and Albus with Rose. They began to take out their books, parchment, quills, and ink.

“No need, today ladies and gents. Just need your wands and your brains,” said a woman from behind a curtain they had not noticed. She walked into view. She had very long, and very straight black hair, and yellowish eyes. She would have looked a bit frightening if it weren’t for her kind expression, and billowing midnight blue robes.

“Good Morning, I am Professor Indigo,” she addressed the room.

“Good Morning,” the students replied mechanically.

“Now, today we are going to practice different wand movements, but we will not be saying any incantations. I have padded the room,” and with a flick of her wand, pillows that were in a nearby cabinet flew out and latched themselves to the walls of the room, “so if someone does magic by accident, we can hope for nothing more than a very minor injury.”

The room tensed up. Every student looked frightened and anxious, as if torn between curiosity and alarm.

“The way you move your wand directly affects the spell you try to cast. For instance,” she looked around the room for a moment, and pointed at one of two blond haired boys near the front, “You, son, what is your name?”

The boy looked up, panicked, as if he had to do something he had never done before.

“I, uh,” the boy stammered. Finally mustering up the courage he hoarsely said, “My name is Lysander Scamander.”

Clementine gasped, and mouthed “Luna’s son” to Viktorya, who flicked the note to Albus and Rose, who shook there head in understanding. They presumed the boy Lysander was sitting next to was his twin brother, Lorcan.

“Well, Lysander,” said Professor Indigo, “I would like for you to demonstrate the lack of magic that comes from your wand without the proper movement. I see you come from my noble house of Ravenclaw, so this shouldn’t be too difficult for you. Now, point your wand at that pillow,” she pointed to the nearest one to them, “and say Wingardium Leviosa. Do not move your wand in any way just point it.”

Lysander moved toward the pillow, extended his wand arm, pointed it, and bellowed “Wingardium Leviosa” as if yelling it would make it work. Nothing happened.

“Thank you, Lysander, you may sit. Now, as Lysander just demonstrated, no use comes from a spell if you cannot move it in the proper way. Some spells do work by just pointing, but most do not. Today, we will practice the most common movements, and tomorrow will we study them in depth.”

What seemed like hours later, the class emerged for lunchtime. Many of the students left the room looking harassed, others with minor burns and cuts on various parts of their bodies. Viktorya, Gordon, Dane, Clementine, Albus, and Rose all exited the room rubbing their elbows, and wrists.

“Man, I never knew wand work was so complicated,” said Albus. “I always thought you just had to memorize a bunch of the insane Latin spells and say them. All of this twirling and flicking is going to be rough.”

The rest nodded in agreement. They arrived at the Great Hall for lunch. Viktorya, Gordon, and Dane separated themselves from the others and sat at the Ravenclaw table. Clementine, Albus, and Rose sat down at the end of the Gryffindor table.

“I hope Transfiguration isn’t half as difficult as Charms,” said Albus, rubbing his forearm.

“You mean changing one element of matter into another? Yeah, I can imagine it will be a lot easier,” said Rose, sarcastically.

They were all slightly disgruntled from the difficulties of today but altogether happy with being where they were. They shoveled food into there hungry mouths. Clementine glanced toward the Ravenclaw table. She saw Viktorya and Gordon; Dane was sitting closer to the two blond haired boys from Charms class.

“Hey, look,” Clementine pointed toward the Ravenclaw table, “Dane is talking to Lysander and Lorcan. We should introduce ourselves sometime. I can’t believe we haven’t met them yet!”

“Well, they travel a lot, don’t they,” said Rose.

While sipping on some pumpkin juice, loud flapping noises flooded the Great Hall. The first years looked up in awe. Owls were entering the room in flocks. Two owls swooped down and landed next to Albus and Rose. No owl had come for Clementine, or, from Clementine’s small investigation, for Viktorya either.

“Excellent,” said Albus, pulling off two rolls of parchment attached to the bird’s leg. “Look, here’s one for you Rose. They must have just wanted to use one owl.” He handed Rose her letter while she was placing the Knuts in a ministry’s bird pouch.

“You subscribed to the Daily Prophet?” asked Clementine.

“Oh yes, I felt it was the smart thing to do. I don’t want to find out from other people the stuff that’s going on outside of the school,” Rose said, but she set it aside and divulged in her letter from home.

“Good idea,” said Albus, reading his letter. “Dad says he’s been very busy at the ministry. Mum’s been treating Lily to all of the Quidditch games she has to review for the Prophet. I miss those days. But magical education is important,” he finished. Suddenly, he choked on his pumpkin juice. “Oh no!”

“What is it,” asked Rose, a look of concern crossed her face. “I didn’t read anything bad in my letter from mum.”

“It’s not bad, but it’s not good. Its about Rita Skeeter.”

“Rita Skeeter” screeched Rose. “But, what did she do?”

“Apparently she is publishing a book called ‘Harry Potter’s Lucky Life and the Evil Doer’s Who Tried to Thwart It’. This is not good. She is going to make him out as some kind of lunatic or… or… or… something!” said Albus, sadly. “Not to mention that I am absolutely positive that me and James are going to be sucked into it!”

“It’s mad that someone could be so foul for so long and not get weary of themselves,” replied Clementine.

Rose picked up the Daily Prophet and began to shuffle through it.

“Uh oh.”

“What now,” asked Albus, who looked as if he could not bear anymore bad news.

“Attacks,” Rose said, simply.

“But, what--- Explain!” said Clementine, with fear etched in her young face.

Rose read, “The ministry is saddened to inform the magical community that several attacks have taken place in recent days. ‘We aren’t authorized to comment at this time’ said one spokesperson for the MoM. Some of the attacks took place around the areas of Tinsworth and in mainstream London. Eyewitness reports say that werewolves were present, and that several Muggles and wizards were injured. No deaths have yet been reported. Ministry officials, however, have yet to confirm, but an attack of some sort has, indeed, taken place.

Albus was silent, Clementine look horrified. Rose looked at Clementine as if expecting her to burst.

Clementine quickly changed her expression. “What,” she said defensively.

“You know what,” said Albus. “You don’t have to act like you aren’t scared around us!”

“What are you talking about, I’m not scare!” said Clementine angrily, and she got up abruptly without finishing her food, and stormed off to the Ravenclaw table. They saw her approach Viktorya and Gordon, whisper something into her sisters ear, and they both left the hall swiftly, leaving Gordon by himself.

“Why is she acting like that?” asked Albus.

“Well, if I was her, I wouldn’t want to hear from someone else that my hometown was attacked by werewolves where injuries have been reported,” said Rose, understandingly. She leaned in closer to her cousin so that no one else could hear. “She didn’t get a letter from home.”

Albus looked horror-stricken.

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I love this line! It's so simple, but so insightful, for an eleven year old.
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Albus is sweet to be so understanding. I wonder why she is acting that way too. She hopefully will become more trusting with her new friends.
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Some advice. The way I look at it is, when someone sits down to read, it's to relax and be entertained by what they are reading. They have the option to read for just a few minutes or a few hours. It's up to them. I don't think your posts are to long. I think they are a length that is considerate to someone who doesn't have a long time to sit and read, which is probably the best length to post. I understand that comments mean a lot to writers, but try to relax and enjoy your story. I know I am. If your views didn't gradually climb, then I might be concearned that maybe something needs work. But, you've got 264 views in just 15 days. That seems very impressive to me! Be confident in your story telling, and your writing will be successful. I love your story. You're really doing a great job of it. (If you don't want this advice, let me know, and I'll edit it out without hard feelings)
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I love this line! It's so simple, but so insightful, for an eleven year old. Albus is sweet to be so understanding. I wonder why she is acting that way too. She hopefully will become more trusting with her new friends.Some advice. The way I look at it is, when someone sits down to read, it's to relax and be entertained by what they are reading. They have the option to read for just a few minutes or a few hours. It's up to them. I don't think your posts are to long. I think they are a length that is considerate to someone who doesn't have a long time to sit and read, which is probably the best length to post. I understand that comments mean a lot to writers, but try to relax and enjoy your story. I know I am. If your views didn't gradually climb, then I might be concearned that maybe something needs work. But, you've got 264 views in just 15 days. That seems very impressive to me! Be confident in your story telling, and your writing will be successful. I love your story. You're really doing a great job of it. (If you don't want this advice, let me know, and I'll edit it out without hard feelings)
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Chapter 7: The Giant Assistant


Lunched passed without avail. Albus and Rose had some free time before Transfiguration. Albus looked for Clementine and Viktorya’s dots on the Marauders Map. They were in a bathroom on the second floor. Albus continued to look at the map, and discovered James and Torr in the common room. He beckoned Rose to follow. They finally made there way up the stairs.

“Copernicus,” Albus shouted at the Fat Lady, who opened without hesitation. They hurried inside the room.

“Torr!” shouted Albus.

“Whoa, man, you’re ruining our game here!” Torr said, angrily. He and James were in a game of wizard’s chess. “D-5. Ah, no… no… no. That won’t do!” He looked at Albus, “Go on, you’ve already ruined my concentration!”

“This is more important than a chess game!” Albus retorted. “Look, there have been some attacks near Tinsworth. Some people have been hurt. Clementine and Viktorya are in the girls bathroom on the second floor.”

“Oh no, Myrtle’s bathroom. Okay, thanks for telling me.” And without a second glance at his best friend, he ran out of the common room.

Albus turned and looked at Rose. She looked very upset.

“Its okay,” he said, trying to comfort her. “Look, we have twenty minutes before Transfiguration. We could go wait outside of the classroom for now, and hope Clementine will show up.”

“Okay,” said Rose, weakly.

“Does anyone mind telling me what the heck is going on,” asked James, annoyed. But Albus and Rose rushed out of the common room, leaving James by himself.

They reached the Transfiguration room. As they had guessed, it was deserted outside. They set their book bags down, and sat next to them.

“Everything is going to be okay,” said Albus. “The Daily Prophet gets things wrong sometimes.”

“You’re right,” agreed Rose. “I mean they said it was unconfirmed. But, still, I can’t help but feel sad for those that have been attacked. I mean, they were positive that there has been an attack.”

“Our dad’s will find out who did it and lock them up. They haven’t failed yet.”

A couple of Hufflepuff students arrived. They mimicked Albus and Rose, and sat down beside their book bags. Albus pulled out the Marauder’s Map. Viktorya had gone down to the dungeons for Potions. Albus was looking for Clementine’s dot. He saw James and Torr in Arithmancy.

“Ah ha,” said Albus, finally spotting Clementine. “She should be here any moment.”

Rose looked around as she heard footsteps. Clementine rounded the corner. Her hair turned into the coppery red that is associated with disturbance.

“Hey, Clem. How are you doing?” asked Rose.

Clementine pulled both Albus and Rose into a tight hug.

“I am so sorry for the way I was before,” started Clementine, but Rose cut in.

“You don’t have to explain. We understand. And Clem, if there is anything we can ever do for you, you know we are here. Don’t ever hesitate to ask for help.”

Albus nodded, wiping away a tear from Clementine’s cheek.

“Thanks you guys, it means a lot.”

“We should go in, the rest of the class has already gone in,” finished Albus, and followed them into the classroom.

They took a seat near the back. They wanted to pay attention but they also didn’t want to be disturbed. The professor came out of a room that was concealed behind a tapestry. She was tall, and pale. She had curly brown hair that fell to her shoulders. Her brown eyes seemed to pop, due to her lemon colored robes. She was very pretty.

“Hello all. I am Professor Diggory, please hurry and take a seat so we may get started.”

“Diggory,” said Clementine, and she looked at Albus who seemed stunned.

“The art of transfiguration is a difficult one. Do not expect to be successful on your first attempt, nor on your many attempts after that. Very few possess such superior skill when beginning.”

Clementine frowned. Albus rolled his eyes.

“However, I would like you to note that Transfiguration is a very important branch of magic. Please, take out your school items in order to take notes. We shall not attempt to try to transfigure anything until next week.”

A whole hour and a half later, the students emerged from the classroom.

“Well, that was an interesting lesson,” said Rose.

“And boring,” said Albus, wiping the drool from his chin, as he had temporarily fallen asleep.

“Well, should we drop off our stuff, and go for some dinner?” asked Rose.

Albus and Clementine nodded. They hurried up to the common room, and put their stuff away. They went back down to the Great Hall.

“I brought some ink and parchment. I thought that if anyone knew anything about the attacks, it would be our father's,” said Rose.

“Good idea,” said Albus. Clementine looked reserved. She downed a whole goblet of pumpkin juice in a gulp. Albus grasped her hand from across the table to console her. “I’m sure everything will be okay.”

Clementine nodded. She didn’t touch anything except for the pumpkin juice. Rose finished writing the same note on two different pieces of parchment and rolled them up. They finished their meals, and rushed up to the Owlery and attached the parchments to two tawny owls. The three of them watched the owls fly away into the darkening sky before they headed back to the common room.

“Well, today was one very long day,” said Albus, as they walked through the portrait hole.

“It sure has been,” replied Clementine sleepily. She seemed reassured that everything was okay at home. “I think I’m going to head to sleep. I could use the rest,” she said, her hair still coppery red.

“I’ll come too,” said Rose.

They said good night and headed up to the empty dormitory. It was kind of early, but they were tired nonetheless. They slipped on their pajamas and climbed into their beds.

“Good night.” And the night became silent.

Morning came about too quickly for Clementine’s liking. She woke up hesitantly, pulled on some school robes then prodded Rose awake.

“I’ll go and wait for you in the common room,” Clementine told Rose. Rose nodded.

Clementine skipped down the stairs, but when she reached the bottom, an obstruction in the shape of James was there, who she ran into and she fell over. She hadn’t realized how strong he was.

“I am so sorry,” said James in a tone of voice Clementine has never heard him speak. It was neither melancholy, nor mischievous. It was consoling, even sweet. He reached out a soft hand to help her up.

“Its okay,” she said, grasping his hand and she got to her feet. “Thanks.”

“Hey, I heard about what happened yesterday, and I just wanted you to know that everything will be okay. And, you know, if it isn’t… Well, you can always come talk to me.” He pulled her into a very tight yet warm hug. They broke apart, but James still had both of her hands in his.

“Thanks, James, that means a lot,” said Clementine, pulling her hands away from his as the girls dormitory door was opened then closed.

“Wait, one more thing,” he said, looking slightly abashed, as if he shouldn’t say anything more.

“Yes,” she replied, curious.

“Well, Quidditch try-outs are next week, and… I would like you to come and cheer me on,” he said with a little smile, “That is, if you want too.” He looked at her hopefully.

“I might,” she said. She smiled then winked.

James was slightly blushing, Clementine could see, but he walked away and sat on the couch in front of the fireplace, no doubt waiting for Torr. Rose came down, almost the same time as Albus.

“So, gals, ready to go to breakfast,” said Albus. As they were exiting the common room, James glanced at them. Clementine smiled at him before leaving the room.

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The week flew by. They had finished all of their classes already; their least favorite (History of Magic) had been the longest by far even though they had it once this week. No new word had come about the attacks. As disgruntled by that as they were, they were fortunate to have Friday afternoon off, where they joined Hagrid in his hut for tea.

“Ah, I was wonderin’ when yeh might be showin’ up,” he said, gripping them all in one big bone crushing hug. He set out a big platter of rock cakes (Albus warned the others about them, as his father did so for him), and four mugs for tea, which was currently brewing in a kettle over a large fire.

Hagrid’s bloodhound, Fang, was very old, and was lurking in a warm corner nearby, whimpering for attention. Viktorya, who had managed to get away from Gordon for a little bit, went over and petted him, his drool getting all over her robes.

“He’s lovely,” she said with a kind smile, while swishing her wand to clean where he had drooled.

“He’s gettin’ old he is. I don’t know what I’m gonna do without ‘im when he passes,” said Hagrid, wiping his eyes, and blowing his nose in the tablecloth-sized handkerchief.

“Its okay Hagrid, he’ll be fine,” said Albus, patting Hagrid’s elbow because he could reach no further.

Hagrid blew his nose again. He reached for the kettle, and poured the hot tea into their mugs. They told Hagrid about their week, intentionally leaving out the part about the attacks. Hagrid told them about his classes. Although he still had the fascination with creatures much too dangerous to handle, he had definitely toned it down in his old age.

“Been teaching the third years about bowtruckles. I know it ain’t much, but I can’t be bringin’ in interesting creatures any more. I can’t handle them like I used too,” he said, sadly.

Suddenly, the cabin shook, as if an earthquake had happened.

“HAGGER!” something loud bellowed.

“Oh, right, tha’ would be me half-brother, Grawp. I trained him up as me assistant. He’s been dead helpful. Would yeh like teh meet him?” Hagrid asked them.

“Um, sure,” Clementine had said before catching Albus’s darting eyes, his hands were firmly gripping the edge of the table as if the shaking would knock him over.

“Great, lets go outside, he shouldn’t be far,” he said buoyantly, the cabin still shaking.

They followed Hagrid, albeit apprehensively. Outside, they saw Hagrid moving toward the edge of the forest.

“HAGGER!” they heard again. All of a sudden, a giant, much larger than Hagrid, made his way through the trees. He was dressed in a shirt stretched tightly across his chest, and pants that look as if they were quilted. He was holding a large slab of meat that appeared to be rotted.

“Me done, Hagger,” said the giant,

“Very good, Grawpy. Did yeh check on the Centaurs too,” asked Hagrid, as if speaking to a child.

“Me did,” he replied. “Me do more?”

“That’s good fer today, Grawpy, yeh did a wonderful job. Grawp, I would like yeh ter meet me friends. This is Albus, Rose, Clementine, and Viktorya.”

“Harlo," the giant said. They just waved; they were so awe-struck. “Me go home, Hagger?”

“Yes, yes, yeh can go. Thanks again, Grawpy,” Hagrid said, happily. The giant handed Hagrid the large slab of meat then stomped off heading toward the mountains.

“Hagrid,” asked Albus, but Rose stepped on his foot to stop him saying anymore.

“Do yeh like him?” Hagrid asked. “I trained him a while back. I thought he could help me take care of the creatures in the forest. The Centaurs have been doing nicely, but they sometimes need more food. So I send Grawp in there to help them out.”

Their faces showed nothing but complete and utter disbelief. Disregarding the looks, Hagrid set back for his cabin. They followed. They decided against bringing Grawp up again. They finished their drinks then bade Hagrid a good day; they didn’t want to miss dinner.

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