yay!! James and Clementine!! and James acted like a total gentleman with the house elfs!!
Poor kids, their father is a murderer...
PAMS

GREAT chapter!!
Aww there back together :woot
OMG!! there dad...EVIL!!!!
I dislike this John/Andrew person....
More soon please
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Such a sweet chappie that it made me but I'm so happy at the same time!!!
Great work Stef!!

Thanks for the comments, guys! Here is Chapter 19... It isn't the best, or the longest, but it's something. Chapter 20 will be long. And hopefully somewhat interesting, since it'll be the last chapter. I appreciate everything!
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Chapter 19: At it Again

“At least it’s over with. We won’t have to worry about it anymore,” said Viktorya, who had joined her siblings at the Gryffindor table, once again, for lunch.

Clementine, Torr, and Viktorya had told Albus, Rose, and James about what happened in McGonagall’s office the night before, and the conversation carried over to the next day.

“That’s all very well, but we can’t just ignore the fact that a person within our family could commit such heinous crimes,” said Clementine, taking a bite of buttered bread.

“I agree,” said Torr. “It’s troublesome. I am still shocked about mother, though. It disturbs me more that she hid this from us.”

“Well, I disagree. That man wasn’t ever in our lives until very recently. He has had no influence on us. And, I don’t blame mum for hiding it from us. We’re only children,” Viktorya rebutted.

Clementine and Torr retreated, knowing that Viktorya would never sway her opinion. James, Albus, and Rose sat listening. They didn’t make a sound.
“What do you think?” Viktorya asked them.

They each cleared their throats and looked around, obviously not wanting to answer.

“Well?” said Viktorya, impatiently.

“Don’t get us wrong, but I don’t think our opinion really matters in this dilemma. It’s your conflict. Resolve it how you want to resolve it. Our opinions don’t matter,” said Rose.

Viktorya had always seen eye to eye with Rose, and therefore accepted her answer.

“I guess you’re right,” she said, gulping pumpkin juice.

“Say,” said Clementine, wanting to change the subject, “where are Gordon and Dane? I haven’t seen them around lately.”

“Oh, er, I haven’t seen Dane either. He shuts himself up in the most random of places unless there is class, or it’s after hours. He’s been quite depressed, actually,” said Viktorya.

Rose shifted guiltily in her seat. She caught Albus and Clementine’s eye and looked away hurriedly.

“And what about Gordon,” Clementine said, to spare Rose an explanation.

Viktorya’s face became crest fallen. “We’ve, er, broken up,” she said. The words came out of her mouth slowly, as if she didn’t want to admit it.

“Vikki! I am so sorry,” exclaimed Clementine, and she pulled her sister into a warm hug.

“It’s alright. I was the one to break it off. He was getting on my nerves. Always telling me what to do, and thinking he was right about everything, even when I proved him wrong. You can only take so much of that. I wish him luck in the future,” said Viktorya. She seemed upset, despite being the initiator of the split.

“Well, it sounds like it was for the best,” said Torr, who had suddenly become elated.

A swoosh came from over head. Startled, the young Gryffindor’s looked up to see the daily flock of owl’s flying over head, delivering letter’s and packages to their respective owners. They had been so caught up in the conversation that they were unable to recognize the noise. A large tawny owl dropped down by Rose, landing softly next to her. It was delivering the Daily Prophet. Rose put the customary knuts in it’s pouch attached to its leg, and then it took off and flew out of sight.

Rose started to unfurl it until a second large tawny owl landed on the table. This one was closest to Clementine. Curious, she pulled the rolled up parchment from its leg. It hooted delightfully and took off. All eyes were on Clementine. She just looked at the name sprawled across it.

“Who’s that from?” asked James.

Clementine looked at Viktorya and Torr.

“Its from Andrew. John. Father. Whatever his name is,” she said, her voice expressing her frustration.

“What!” exclaimed Albus, looking bewildered.

“Well, open it,” said Torr.

Clementine broke the seal and unrolled it. The parchment was decorated in the insignia of Ludomamie. Neat and loopy cursive writing plastered it.

Dear Clementine, Viktorya, Torr, and Aden,
I’m sure you have concluded the worst. That I, your father, have committed heinous acts against fellows. I admit to them, yes. However, don’t be so fast as to judge me. I condemn myself for what I have done, and I am reaping the consequences as such. I hope that you can find it in your hearts to forgive an old man. I hope to hear from you kids soon.
Love,
Andrew

They stared. Each of them was silent, until James reached over and took the parchment from Clementine’s grasp.

“There is no need to worry about this,” he said gently, trying to pull the group out of shock.

“James is right. That man has no idea what he is doing to you. You have no obligation to him,” said Rose. She began eating again.

Clementine slowly went back to her food. Her mind was whizzing. What did her father want? Why did he always contact her?

James wrapped his arm around her and planted a small kiss on her cheek.

“Don’t worry about him, he’s nothing to you,” he said, into her ear.

She looked away, not knowing how to respond. She spooned a bite-sized potato into her mouth, and flushed it down with a significant gulp of pumpkin juice.

“Well, here is something that should keep your mind off of that for the time being,” said Rose. She had taken out the Daily Prophet and was shuffling through it. She was now looking at one page.

“What is it?” asked Clementine, though not fully interested.

“Rita Skeeter is at it again,” she replied. Clementine dropped her spoon.

“What did that bottom feeder say now?” Clementine asked, fiercely. James also looked mutinous.

“Nothing about you. She did write about James and Albus. And her book is being released this week,” said Rose. Albus looked furious. He grabbed the paper from her hands.

“It’s another excerpt from her book,” Albus groaned.

“Well, read it. Don’t leave us in the cold,” said Viktorya.

“I don’t want to,” said Albus, turning scarlet.

“We’ll see it anyway,” said Clementine. “It can’t be worse than what she did to me and James.”

“Alright,” said Albus. He cleared his throat, and then read, “The newest excerpt from Rita Skeeter’s book delves deeper into the life of the famous Harry Potter, and continues to discuss his children. Her book is released this week.” He paused and looked up at them.

“Is that all?” asked Viktorya.

“No,” said Albus. He looked back at the paper and began to read again. “Chapter 12: Potter’s wee Potty’s (Title is dedicated to Peeves the Poltergeist). It is well known that Harry Potter is a talented person. In previous chapters, we’ve discussed his uncanny ability in Quidditch, attracting trouble, and of course, being the only person to have survived the killing curse and of the defeat of the most evil dark wizard of all time. His actions rival that of the brilliant Albus Dumbledore. This is no doubt the reason to which he named his second son after the well-known wizard. But does Albus Severus Potter show the same talent as his father, or even that of the man he is named after, and does James, for that matter?

“In a recent trip to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I was able to observe two of Potter’s children. His youngest daughter, Lily Luna Potter, has not reached Hogwarts age. James Sirius Potter is in his third year. He is quite successful, having been on the Gryffindor Quidditch team for the second year in a row. His agility and maneuvers has earned him a reputation as one of the best Quidditch players at Hogwarts. But how is he academically? According to Professor Longbottom, who heads the house of Gryffindor, James Sirius Potter shows no exceptional ability in academics, and is merely mediocre. It seems the only thing special about the boy is his phenomenal Quidditch skills. It’s no wonder the girls are all over him.

“Albus Severus Potter, on the other hand, shows no ability at all. He tried and failed at Quidditch. I was lucky to have the opportunity to witness the boy in his first year flying class. It was going quite well until Albus was bucked off his broom and a classmate had to save him. His academics aren’t much better. He is simply mediocre.

“Buy my book this week, and see what else is in store in the world of Harry Potter.”

Albus put the paper down. The look on his face showed nothing but frustration and anger. James was smirking slightly, but Clementine nudged him in the ribs and his face suddenly contorted into sadness.

Albus put his head down to hide his embarrassment. With the worst luck in the world, the group of Slytherin’s Rose had been hanging out with made their way over to the table.

“Hey, Potty’s,” cried Erin Zabini. “Don’t get up, or Clementine will have to save you,” she said, noting Albus’ attempt to get up.

“Leave him alone,” said Rose, through gritted teeth.

The Slytherin’s stared at her.

“Want to eat with us today?” Snape asked her, looking hopeful.

“Not today. My friends here need me,” she replied, glaring at them.

“Suit yourself,” said Scorpius. Snape frowned and turned to leave without another word.

They marched away, roaring with laughter as they quoted parts of Rita Skeeter’s book excerpt.

“Why do you still talk to them?” asked Viktorya, looking appalled at the Slytherin’s manners.

“I don’t know. I guess I sort of liked that Snape boy, but now I see he is just as bad as the rest,” Rose replied. She drank some juice, and then said, “I don’t plan on hanging around them anymore. I shouldn’t have in the first place.”

“It’s fine, to have cooperation between the houses. I mean I’m in Ravenclaw, but sitting with you guys. But those Slytherin’s are just awful. They are always making fun of us,” said Viktorya, finishing her meal.

Albus looked miserable.

“Don’t let them get to you, Albus. You know how they are,” said Clementine, also finishing her lunch.

“Well, I’m done here. Should we go back up to the common room, and study for exams? They are in two weeks,” said Rose, wiping her mouth on a napkin, and finishing the rest of her juice.

“Well, I’m going to the library, want to come with?” asked Viktorya, standing up and readjusting her book bag.

“Actually, that isn’t a bad idea. We can all study together,” said Clementine happily.

“Torr and I plan on seeing Hagrid. Do you mind?” James asked Clementine.

“Of course not. Have fun,” she said, and then kissed his cheek.

Torr rolled his eyes, and then he and James got up and left the hall.

“Exams snuck up on us way too fast,” said Albus, without abandoning his disgruntled appearance.

“Might as well get a good idea of what’s to come. I don’t want to fail my first year,” said Clementine.

Albus and Rose got up after her, and followed Viktorya out of the Great Hall and to the library.
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Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it! Comments always appreciated!

Ohhhh Fantastic chapter!!!
They best like always
Ohhh Skeeter....dislike her loads!!!
Andrew...still contacting them? Well i smell something MAJOR gunna happen in the future!
Cant wait!!!
The Slytherins need a wee lil lesson on manners....i could teach them Jokes
Cant wait for more soon!
Evangeline
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Hey Stef, I'm enjoying your story very much. You said one thing that bothers me: It doesn't have to be the best or the longest, and it is something very good. What bothers me is the part about it being the last chapter. Are you sure. I don't mind if it's longer. I'm sure others agree also. If it really is going to be the last chapter, are you going to write another FF? I think I saw this coming. This is what I want to know also. I wonder what her first attempt on a broom was like. And I bet she was terrible at her academics. Everyone knows she can't write. I'll be watching for your next post.

STEF!!!!!!!!!
I'm sorry I haven't been able to check your ff in a few days I've been stuck in a bucket load of homework from school.

Your chappies are getting longer and longer all the time.
I <333333333 it! PAMS!

~Stef~

great update Stef!!!!
I loved it!

Hey guys! Currently working on the last chapter. Sorry it's been so long! I've been busy! (I'm sure we can all relate). Yes, it is the last one, but I'm hoping to start up two more FanFics after this one. One of them I may post here, but in the Mature section, and the other one doesn't oblige to SS's rules, so it will be on fanfiction.net instead. I think I might do the one not for SS first. If you're interested in reading it (when I start it) just PM me and I will link you!

I should have this last chapter up sometime before the week ends. I thank you all for you continued support!
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EDIT:
Looks like I finished prematurely. I was dedicated to finishing it. I hope you enjoy.
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Chapter 20: Year’s End
Finals week proved to be merciless. Clementine, Albus, Rose, and Viktorya spent most of their time in the library in front of a stack of books.

“It’s only our first year. Why so much work?” grimaced Albus. He was sucking on his finger to nurse a small paper cut he had received while unrolling more parchment.

“It’s to prepare you for what’s to come in the future,” snapped Viktorya, who was suffering from lack of sleep.

“We aren’t going to have to stick our noses in books when we’re working for the ministry,” Clementine whispered to Albus, who nodded.

“I just want to go outside and enjoy the perfect weather,” he added. “I could practice my flying to try out for the Quidditch team again next year!”

“Then go. We’ve been here forever. You’ll be okay,” said Rose, who had not moved her eyes from the book she was reading.

“They have History of Magic to study for. The final is tomorrow morning! If they don’t study now, they’ll never pass,” said Viktorya.

“It’s our decision, not yours,” rebutted Albus. “Care to join me, Clem?”

He stood up, abandoning his books and parchment, and letting out a hand to Clementine.

“I’d love too,” she said, taking his hand. “See you study mongers later!”

They took off, eager to get outside. It was a beautifully sunny day. The warmth welcomed them. They reached the Quidditch pitch, but several students had managed to beat them there.

“One more broom,” said Albus, and he sped off toward the broom closet to get it before someone else would.

Clementine made her way to the stands. She noticed a group of Slytherin’s nearby. She decided to move to the other side of the field so as not to cause a disturbance.

“Oi, Higter!” one of the Slytherin’s called, before she could make her way. She stopped in her tracks and sighed.

“Yes?” she replied, turning around to face them.

“Care to join us? We could always use a Gryffindork to help us jeer at practice,” said Scorpius. He burst into laughter. Snape didn’t acknowledge them, or Clementine.

“Sorry, I don’t jeer. I support,” she said angrily, and she turned to leave.

“Don’t you dare turn your back to us,” screeched Erin.

As Clementine turned around, she noticed Erin and Scorpius had pulled out their wands and were pointing them at her.

“Oh, how mature. You’re really going to try and hex me off guard? Cowards,” she scoffed.

She was about to turn around when she heard two different voices shouting hexes. She clenched her eyes shut, afraid she was about to be hit by the hexes, but they never came. Instead, she heard two thuds. Her eyes flew open and she saw Scorpius and Erin crumpled on the ground. Snape was still pointing his wand, clearly in shock of what he’d done. She turned and saw James behind her, scowling.

“Slime bags. Trying to hex you while your back was turned. What’s your deal, anyway?” said James, surprised at Snape’s action.

“I. I don’t know why I just did that,” said Snape, slowly lowering his wand.

James looked satisfied. He clapped Snape on the back, and then moved toward Clementine.

“Thought you were supposed to be studying?” he asked her.

“Well, Albus and I decided to get a breath of fresh air. We were cooped up for too long,” she said, sitting next to Snape.

Scorpius and Erin twitched on the ground, but were still knocked out cold.

“That’s my girl. I’m happy you decided to come out. You’ll get to see me be great,” James laughed. He swooped down and kissed her, catching her off guard.

“James!” Clementine laughed back. “Go have fun. I’ll be okay up here.”

James left. Noticing she was technically alone with Snape, Clementine cleared her throat.

“They will be okay, won’t they?” she asked, looking at Scorpius and Erin on the ground.

Snape merely shrugged.

“Why won’t you speak? Why did you help me?” she continued.

He shrugged again.

“Please, say something,” she said.

“I guess I’m just sick of Slytherin’s being the bad guys,” he finally said. He turned his eyes onto her. They were soft and kind.

“I see. Well, thank you,” she said.

He grinned. “Where’s Rose?”

Clementine was taken aback. “Why do you care?” She raised an eyebrow.

“No reason,” he said quickly, looking back toward to pitch.

“Don’t lie to me! You like her, don’t you?”

“Please don’t tell her!”

“I won’t. But maybe you should talk to her. You’ll never know if you don’t try.”

“Maybe you should pay attention to your boyfriend.”

Clementine turned to the pitch. James had taken off his shirt, and was now flexing his muscles toward Clementine. She burst into laughter at his ridiculous behavior. Torr and Albus had flown up silently behind him and mimicked hitting his head with beaters bats.

“Oi, no one wants to see that, James! Put your shirt back on. And watch out for your friends,” she shouted at him, almost falling over from laughter. Even Snape joined in.

“He thinks highly of himself,” he said.

“That’s James for you.”

* * *

The weekend was upon them before they knew it. The days seemed to melt away due to the end of term exams. Each day was consumed with books, parchment, and fast moving quills. By the end of the week, every student was enjoying their last day on the grounds.

“I think I did extremely well on the Transfiguration exam,” said Viktorya delightfully, as they sat under a tree near the black lake.

“You know, it’s the last morning we have on the grounds, please don’t spoil it by reminding me that my feather didn’t fully convert into a pencil, thanks,” said Albus. He hadn’t done as well as he hoped.

“Please and thank you,” said Clementine added. She was experiencing her own blues. She was worried about her Charms practical. She had accidentally caught the window curtain on fire.

“I’ve got some news that has nothing to do with exams,” said Rose.

They all looked up intrigued. Rose blushed.

“What is it?” asked Albus.

“Our father wasn’t in the paper again, was he?” asked Torr, who took to hanging out with them because James was around more often.

“Oh, about that,” said Clementine, cutting Rose off, “I was writing a letter to him, but I decided not to send it. We don’t need him in our lives.”

“I agree,” said Viktorya. “We shouldn’t be in contact with him.”

“Plus, I’m happy you guys are staying with us again,” said James, kissing the top of Clementine’s turquoise head.

“Yes, yes, we know,” said Rose impatiently. “Do you want to know my news or not? You’ll find out in a few minutes anyway.” She looked toward the castle, her face still a deep scarlet. Snape was walking toward them.

Clementine’s eyes widened in understanding. “You, him, no!”

Rose nodded.

“What are you—“ started Albus.

“Snape! You’re with Snape?” Clementine cut him off.

Rose nodded again.

They all looked at her in bewilderment.

“When did this happen?” asked James. He lightened up toward Snape ever since he helped Clementine.

“It was after the Potions final yesterday,” Rose said.

“That’s why you stayed after!” cried Clementine.

Snape reached them.

“Hello, everyone,” he said, awkwardly.

Albus looked infuriated. Snape sat next to Rose and kissed her. They both blushed.

“We aren’t the only couple anymore,” James said, smiling at Clementine.

They all laughed, except Albus.

“Cheer up, Al. You’re bound to be shot by cupid soon,” said Snape, patting his back.

Albus huffed.

“We should get up to the castle, the end of term feast will be starting soon,” Viktorya said, getting to her feet.

They marched to the castle to await their final feast.

* * *

“Summer will be fun,” said Albus.

He, Clementine, and Torr were waiting in the Gryffindor common room for Rose and James. They were full from their ending feast, but slightly disgruntled because Ravenclaw had won the House Cup, despite Gryffindor winning the Quidditch cup.

“What is going on this summer?” asked Clementine.

“You don’t remember? It’ll be Teddy’s and Victoire’s wedding!” Albus said.

“Oh, that’s right! How wonderful. It’s going to be a lot of fun,” she replied.

“I think it will. I’m just happy we won’t have to stay at my grandma’s house before then. They are getting married there.”

“They’re getting married at the Burrow? That is so nice! Like mother, like daughter. That’s so sweet,” said Clementine.

James and Rose had finally managed to pack all of their belongings.

“Took you long enough,” said Torr, punching James arm playfully.

“Shall we head out to the carriages?” asked Rose.

They all nodded in agreement, and left the common room together, chatting animatedly of the summer to come.
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Thank you all so much. I hope it ended well for you! I am completely horrible at writing endings!

That was so sweet! <3333333333
What can I say lovely story Stef!

I thank you so much for sticking with me throughout the entire story.

I thank you for writing this story!

I was so very happy to.

I can't wait for everyone else to read!

You guys sure did read a lot. My whole FF equated to 163 pages on my word processor. Double spaced, though.

This was PMed to me 3/26/09