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Old 09-27-2011, 10:06 AM   #1 (permalink)
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First off, this story is technically already complete. I have decided to post it here as the place where it was posted before is dying off and I do not want to lose my work (yes, it is anyways saved in word format but still...).

However, while the story is completed, I'm still open to constructive criticism as to how it could be improved. I started writing it back in 2004, I'm pretty sure it can.

Setting takes place after book 5 as Hogwart is beginning a new school year. The main character of this fic is my own creation so please ask me before you use him (woops! gave a clue out here... B) ). Some of the characters in this story have been created by JKR and are her own.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters created by JKR and I never will.

This story is taking place in an alternate time line. It was started before HPB came out and so the events of that book never happened in this story and never will. Alternate Universe. This timeline was created by Entropist (fellow Snitcher on another forum) and I use it with his agreement.


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Chapter 1: Green eyes


It was start of term for the students of Hogwarts, the wizard school of England, and children of all years were pushing their trolleys, going inside wagons or saying goodbye to their parents. It was the start of yet another school year but this one had a more darker tome to it. The Dark Lord had been confirmed as returned the previous year and while he had been defeated in his attempt to secure a powerful weapon then, he was not gone and the wizard world was again in fear. Most of the students knew this of course but they also knew that Hogwarts was possibly the safest place to be for the moment. It's headmaster was Albus Dumbledore, one of, if not the most powerful wizard of the world and it was known that the Dark Lord would not risk an attack on it if he was not at full strength.

In one of the compartments of the train sat a young boy of 17. His was still alone there, having arrived an hour early. He had a fair face. His long light brown hair were tied in a ponytail that reached his shoulders and had several silver streaks in it. He was dressed in a normal Muggle clothing but had a gray wizard cloak around him that held with a sliver leaf brooch which his left hand was absent mindedly tapping. His deep green eyes were lost in thoughts, looking out of the compartment window, his chin resting in the palm of his right hand.

He was not an English kid, at least not yet. His parents had been called from France by the English Ministry of Magic. His father was a renown wizard that had a knack with plants and knowing what they needed, which is why he had moved to France 30 years before to take care of dying magical forest there. His mother was an expert healer and had immediately found a job a St Mungo's hospital. He thus had to go with them and leave his French wizard school and had been accepted as a 6th year student in Hogwarts. "I'll never get a hang of this country" He thought "Everything is so different! They drive on the wrong side of the road the whole time. I almost got run over three times on my way to the station... I need to remember to look on the right when I cross a street." He was so deep on thinking to himself of the differences between his him and this new country that he did not hear the compartment door opening and the small knock on it that wanted to attract his attention.

"Excuse me?" a small voice said "Is this compartment fully occupied?"

The boy turned around, startled. A young girl of perhaps 14 was standing in the doorway.

"Huh? Oh, sorry! I was somewhere else completely!" He said hurriedly "Apart from my seat, this compartment is fully free and can be used."

"Oh good!" The young girl smiled and came in pulling her trunk behind her.

Seeing the size of the trunk, the boy stood up and helped her putting it in the overhead rack.

"Thank you." She said, sitting down in the seat in front of his. "I am Eleanor Swift. 3rd year Ravenclaw at Hogwarts." She added, extending her hand.

"Yannick Silverleaf." He responded, taking her hand and giving it a gentle and polite shake. "starting 6th year a a student at Hogwarts."

"6th year?" she asked arching one of her black eyebrow. "That is odd, I don't recall seeing you before in Hogwarts."

"That is because my parents just moved to England. I was schooled in Morbihan's School of Wizardry, in the French region of Britanny before. I am starting this year at Hogwarts."

"Ooooh... that sounds fascinating. How is it down there? What sort of magical arts do you learn?"

And the conversation was started between both, he telling her of his wizard school in France an her explaining how Hogwarts was and what to expect.

As they talked several other Ravenclaw 3rd years came in the compartment and Eleanor introduced them to Yannick. He continued answering the questions asked to him about his school and learned more from Hogwarts and how the teachers were there. They warned him about a certain Snape, who taught potion in Hogwarts and as they described him, Yannick started to compare this Snape to two of the professors of his own school. Good laughs were exchanged during the entire journey to Hogwarts as they played several games wizard games, and where Yannick discovered that he was not as good as he thought at wizard chess, being beaten thrice in a row by a young boy with raven hair. Still, he enjoyed his time and was surprised when he heard the voice in the corridor announcing the arrival to Hogwarts in 10 minutes. They all changed to their house robes, except Yannick, who not knowing which house he would be put into, decided to stay in the clothes he was wearing. On his way out of the compartment he took a long green bag with him.

"You don't need to take your things with you" one of the Ravenclaws that had been in the same compartment told him "They get sent straight to your room in Hogwarts and you will find them there when you arrive."

"Oh, its alright" He answered "I usually do not let this bag around when I travel. Family heirloom of some sort." he added.

The Ravenclaw nodded at the answer

"No problem then, see you at the feast. I wonder in which house you will go... Hopefully not in Slytherin" He added with a wink and then left.

Yannick stepped out of the compartment and followed the flow of students out of the train and towards the waiting horse carriages of Hogwarts. We he saw them at first he thought of a practical joke being played, seeing the carriages waiting for the students but having no horses to pull them. Although he finally decided that it was not a joke when he saw the students going in them without saying anything. "I'll have to send an Owl on this to my friends back home." he though "This is a funny experience, to say the least." The carriages continued their horse-less travel until they arrive to the Hogwarts castle.

The castle itself was impressive by its own size. Yannick stood there, looking at it gaping, oblivious to the amuse looks and snide remarks this behavior earned him from the other Hogwarts students. He was shaken out of his wonder by a stern voice.

"Mr. Silverleaf?"

He turned to face an witch in her late years. She had her brownish-gray hair tied in a bun and was wearing a deep Burgundy wizard robe.

"I am professor McGonagall," she continued, seeing that she had his attention "the assistant Headmistress of this school and head of the Gryffindor house. The headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, would like to see you before the welcome feast begins. I you will please follow me."

She led him through the hall of the castle and took several turns in different corridors until they arrived in front of a gargoyle-like statue. There the professor spoke a password and the gargoyle statue started going upwards, revealing a circular staircase as it went up. Yannick followed the professor as she went up the stairs and they then entered into a circular room. Most prominent in the room was the desk of the headmaster, who however was not sitting at it at the moment. In fact as Yannick looked through the room, he could not see him in the room either.

"Ah! Our new 6th year student." a calm voice said.

He turned towards the voice to see the man he recognized as Albus Dumbledore, going down the steps from a room that was apparently his study.

"I trust your travel has been pleasant, I hear that Ravenclaws can be very good company if you want to talk" He added with a twinkle in his eyes, looking slightly amused at the surprised expression on Yannick's face from this comment.

"Do not worry Mr. Silverleaf, there is little that happens around here that I do not know and this includes the Hogwarts Express." Dumbledore sat at his desk "Now, this will not take long so do not bother to sit down. I have with me a recommendation letter from you former Headmaster, Mr Petti...boy? Is that right?"

"Mr Petitbois, sir" Yannick answered.

"Ah yes! That's right. He says that you took your OWL exams last year and that you achieved either O or E in all except in two fields out of seven. That was transfiguration... I am sure professor McGonagall here will be able to help you on that... and divination... no surprise here... although you might want to attend some of the classes of our recent addition in our teacher's roster, Firenze. I am sure you will find him... intriguing to say the least. Now, you want to become an Auror, is that right?"

"Yes professor."

"Well, seeing your marks, I say you will need to attend remedial transfiguration and you should be all set. Do you have any further questions?"

"Yes sir, just one." Yannick started "In my former school we were training daily on archery, an old tradition from where we come from. I have brought my things with me," he added, pointing at the long green bag he had taken with him when going out of the train "but I would like to ask first if it is possible for me to continue my training while I am here in Hogwarts. I would hate to loose my skill."

Dumbledore sat back in his chair in his chair thinking.

"I do not really see any problem with this Mr. Silverleaf, on one condition only. I trust that you can take the metallic point off the arrow's shaft?"

Yannick nodded

"As long as your arrows have no points which could harm one of my students, I do not see any problems with this. A friend of mine used to say that it is better to know other ways of fighting than only with a wand. Well, I guess it is time for us to join the rest of the School in the dinner hall. The first years are on the point of arriving and Professor McGonagall here needs to be there to receive them. I will see you at the feast Mr. Silverleaf and I do hope you enjoy your first year at Hogwarts."

"Thank you sir" Yannick said before turning to follow professor McGonagall out of the room.

He was about to step out of the room when Dumbledore spoke to him one last time.

"Oh, I almost forgot Mr Silverleaf. Our Gameskeeper has asked me to tell you that your companion has well arrived and is right now enjoying himself in the forbidden forest. It is a very nice animal and looks very intelligent. You should present me to it one day."

"I will sir" Yannick answered with a thankful smile, before turning and going out of the room towards the stairs.

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I'm shocked no one's commented on this yet! It's quite good!

I am curious about this new student, he sounds intriguing, what house shall he be in?

Please keep posting!
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Wow, always nice to get replies to a story one is writing.

Thanks to all of you who have replied here or sent me a VM. LilyJames, you shall find out his house in this chapter.

Again, this story is already finished but going through it again, I've seen a number of things I can improve so I'm going through it chapter by chapter and rewriting where needed.

Hope you enjoy this chapter.


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Chapter 2: Golden eyes

Yannick let out a groan of despair and smacked his head on his book, that laid on the table of the common room.

Life is just not fair! he thought, Why is it that I understand and can do most of what I learn here and yet be such a dunce when it comes to transfiguration?

He kept his forehead on the book, All about transfiguration, that he had borrowed earlier that day from the school's library. His ears picked up a giggle on his left side and he turned his head towards the sound to see a small group of first year girls sitting in a corner talking to each other and giggling.

I wonder what those four are talking about, he wondered.

His eyes took notice of a blonde one in the group which he knew was named Sasha Seriam. She had been sorted into Hufflepuff right before him during the sorting ceremony at the welcoming feast. The sorting hat had also chosen to get him into Hufflepuff as well but after now two weeks, Yannick was still at a loss to understand the reason. He did not think that Hufflepuff was a bad house either. The other students had mostly accepted him and he had gotten along well with professor Sprout, the head of the house and herbology teacher. He had promised her to ask his father to send her a copy of his work on the restoration of a French enchanted forest. The common room itself was quite spacious. Its entrance was on his left and a big fireplace behind him had an everlasting fire burning in it, brightly lighting the room. The tone of the room was gold and black, the colors of the Hufflepuff house. He rested his head on his chair's headrest and sighed. His eyes took notice of the chandeliers spaced evenly on the wall in front of him, three branches with a burning candle on each and the Hufflepuff badger engraved where the three branches met. A big coat of arms was in the centre of the wall, and in fact right in front of where he sat. The animated badger and the flapping Hufflepuff banner at the centre of the coat of arms made it look quite impressive.

He heard some noise behind him and saw that Sean, a fellow Hufflepuff he had become friend with, was playing a game of chess with another 6th year, Ernie MacMillan, on the round table at the centre of the room, right in front of the fireplace. Sean's tower had just been taken by Ernie's knight and he looked worried about the way his chess defense was going.

He closed the transfiguration book and stretched, only to let out a little yelp of pain from a pain in his back.

Merlin's beard! he thought, his right hand massaging the sore spot. Only two weeks into the term and I already visited the hospital wing. It will be a miracle that I survive the year.

He cast his thoughts onto what had caused his visit to the hospital wing. A week after having arrived, he was hurrying to attend his next class. He had had to go back to his common room to get a book he had forgotten and had been hurrying down the staircase only to be hit by something hard in the back of his head. He had then fallen down the stairs and fell flat on his face at the bottom, right in front of some Slytherins that had been going to their potion class. That group had started to laugh at his mishap and he would have had only a bruised honor if he had not received his school bag in the back right when he was starting to rise up again. That had knocked him out cold and he had awaken in the hospital wing, his back still throbbing with pain. He had found out afterwards from Sean, that it was Peeves that had taken him for target practice as he was going down the stairs and what had hit him had been a cricket ball.

"Bloody ghost is a menace if you ask me," Sean had said to Yannick, who had heartily agreed.

He looked at his watch and saw that he had still two whole hours before the curfew.

I am not getting anything done right now. He thought picking up his homework things. Let's see how Sean is doing on his game.

He stood up with his things and passed by the armchair where Sean was sitting, considering his next move. He took a look at the way the game was going, Sean was in a very awkward position and Ernie could get him mate in a few moves.

Except if... Yannick thought and bent down to whisper to Sean's ear “White bishop to E4. That should get him off your back for a bit. And do protect your King, it is completely undefended" He added with a wink.

Sean looked at the board and gave a small smile. "Thanks," he whispered back.

"No problem," Yannick answered, before to settle on a nearby seat to watch the game.

On his way there he heard Ernie complaining of the move that Sean had just made.

"Hey no fair!" he said, "How can I win if he helps you out when you are in trouble?"

"That's what friends are for Ernie," Sean replied.

Yannick smiled internally at that remark and looked on. Sean acted on his advice to protect his king, which made Ernie mutter a curse.

“I'll get you for this Silverleaf,” he said on a threatening tone.

“If you mean on a chess game, you're on, but not tonight,” Yannick replied, grinning.

In the time he had been at Hogwarts, he had found most of his other 6th years Hufflepuff dormmates enjoyed playing chess games, the boy Zacharia Smith being the only one who did not see any fun in it. He knew from the games he had played and watched that Sean was at the same level than Ernie, while Justin Finch-Fletchley was better than both. Wayne Hopkins was trailing behind them but he was gradually getting better, especially since his chess set was gaining confidence in the one controlling them. Yannick was as around Justin's level, having lately been able to beat both Sean and Ernie.

As he looked on the game he thought again of the letter he had received from his mother two days before. They had settled in London and work was apparently keeping both of them busy. St Mungo's had registered an increase of magical injuries on Muggles and wizards alike and his father was right now investigating on a new breed of plant that had started to appear in certain places of London. Other than that it had been work as usual for them. He had answered her with a long letter describing Hogwarts and the different things he had discovered during the first two weeks, his sorting into the Hufflepuff house and the rest although he had purposely left out his trip to the hospital wing.

Mum would have yanked me out of the school in an instant had she learned about her poor Nickie falling down stairs after being attacked by an evil poltergeist, he mused to himself, smiling at his silent remark.

Sean saying check yanked him out of his thoughts. He looked at the board and winced internally. Not a very good move. Sean had used his queen to take the knight that was blocking the line to Ernie's king. What he did not seem to have realized was that that knight was a bait, unprotected and tempting, that hid the real purpose, which Ernie showed by protecting his king with his own queen.

“Check,” he announced.

Sean looked at the board and looked surprised and for a moment seemed at a loss on what to do. Yannick felt sorry for his friend, the game would be over very soon, Ernie needing at most four moves to make it mate. A few minutes after, the game was over and Sean shook hand with Ernie while his disgruntled chess pieces made their way back to their box.

“Good game Ernie,” Yannick said as he stood up, “See? You can still win even if I helped Sean a little,” he added, with a smile.

“Too true,” Ernie replied grinning, “are you sure you are not up for a game?”

“Sorry but no. I need to go outside and take some fresh air before I go nuts and throw my transfiguration homework in the fire.”

“Oh, I'll accompany you a bit,” Sean said, his chess box tucked under his arm, “I'm supposed to meet someone shortly.”

“Right, well, be sure to get back in the common room before the curfew,” Ernie told them, “I'd hate to have to take points from housemates for breaking rules.”

“Sure thing Ernie,” Sean said as he headed to the sixth years dormitory, followed by Yannick.

He left his homework on his bed and retrieved his cloak from his trunk, went out the common room's entrance and headed towards the main hall with Sean. He decided to keep him company as he waited for the person he had to meet. They had been waiting for about five minutes when a group of Ravenclaws entered the hall from outside, chatting amongst themselves and some looking annoyed. Seeing the outfits of some of them, Yannick guessed they were the house's Quidditch team. He saw a slim girl with long brown hair leaving the group and heading towards them. Seeing the smile Sean sported, he knew it was who he was to meet. She was accompanied by another girl of athletic build, with fiery red hair and holding a beater bat in her hands.

The first girl reached Sean and embraced him, sharing a short kiss with him before to pull back and bit and smile.

“I'm glad you came,” she said.

“You know I would never miss a chance to be with you,” Sean replied grinning widely.

Yannick stood back, letting the couple enjoy themselves. The girl's friend had a small smirk as she did the same, looking at them.

After a minute, Sean stood back and turned towards him, keeping a hand around the girl's shoulder.

“Nick, I want you to meet Cynthia Swansson, my girlfriend,” he said, “and her best friend, Alexandra Dewitt. They are both sixth years in Ravenclaw, obviously, and Alex is a beater on their team. Girls, this is,”

“Yannick Silverleaf,” Cynthia completed for her boyfriend, “we were at the welcoming feast too Sean. We saw him getting sorted. Pleasure to meet you Yannick,” she added.

“Here too,” Alexandra agreed.

“Pleasure is all mine,” Yannick replied, making a courteous bow.

“So, you're the new French student some third years are talking about the whole time. Heard one of them beat you at wizard chess." Alexandra said with a smile, pushing a stray lock of her hair behind her ear.

"Well, I am not that bad either... he was pretty good though," He answered, a bit embarrassed.

"He's definitely good," Sean said, “beat both myself and Ernie. Only Justin managed to beat him so far.”

“And that third year,” Yannick added.

“A humble one, interesting,” Cynthia said with a chuckle.

“How are you liking Hufflepuff?” Alexandra asked.

“It is a very good house,” Yannick replied, “I was surprised the hat put me there at first but now that I got to know it and the people in it, I feel right at home.”

“Glad to hear that,” Alexandra said.

“Say, how come the team is back already?” Sean asked Alexandra, “I thought you guys had practice tonight.”

"Oh, we thought so too,” Alexandra replied, “However, we found out that Professor Snape had booked the field for the whole evening for the Slytherin team.”

“Again? They had it booked yesterday too,” Sean said, “Our team could not train because of it.”

“Think Snape cares about that?” Cynthia asked.

“Good point.”

“Well, I guess I'm going to leave you to take some fresh air,” Yannick said, “I've been trying for the past hour or so to pound transfiguration spells in my head and I definitely need it," he added, ”Sean, I'll see you back at the common room. Ladies, again, a pleasure meeting you both.”

“See you Nick,” Sean said.

“I'm heading back out too,” he heard Alexandra, say as he neared the doors, “I still want to practice.”

She soon was walking down the path next to him as he headed towards the forest.

“Not planning to go in there are you?” she asked him, “The forbidden in its name is there for a reason you know.”

“I know, I was more planning to go around the lake or something,” Yannick replied, “what about you? How are you planning to train with the beater club?”

“I usually summon stones towards me and hit them with the club, aiming at where I want to send them. It is a bit hard to hex and beat at the same time though."

"Yeah... I can imagine," he said with a smile. Taking out his wand he added. "Tell you what, why don't I hex the stones towards you and you hit them of?"

She stopped a minute to think. “I think that could be fine. Are you good at making objects fly?"

"Me? Absolutely!" he answered "It is transfiguration I can't master yet. I literally blew up the tea pot I had to change into a duck last lesson! Earned me some extra homework."

She giggled. "Yeah, I remember that one. Professor McGonagall was not too happy," she added, "let's do this, we still have about an hour before we need to head back to the castle."

They set out to practice, Yannick levitating stones one at the time and sending them at different angles towards Alexandra and she hitting them away. A few flew in his direction at some point but a good protego spell deflected each of them.

"Sorry!" he heard her say after he deflected another stone.

"It's okay," he answered "Makes me practice this spell at the same time."

They continued the practice, Alexandra sending the stones flying towards the forbidden forest. Yannick had his back turned and both where oblivious to the fact that they were being watched by two golden eyes.

The sun was starting to set and Alexandra decided to call it off for the day. She had just called time out and Yannick was starting to walk towards her when she saw a dark shape leaping out of the forest and charging him.

"YANNICK! BEHIND YOU!!!" she screamed, reaching for her wand.

He spun around, his wand at the ready, and only had the time to see the black shape bearing down on him at full speed. He then felt a hit in the chest and was falling on his back. He tried to get away but the dark shape was keeping him on the ground, its two golden eyes looking into his own.


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No Yannick! What is it bearing down on him?! Oh no! And I am glad that he was placed in Hufflepuff, it suits him.

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Okay...

I Read that story already... I still love it, though. So far, the rewrite is nice and solid. It does look better.

Keep it up. Good luck with the major changes ahead (ouh, ça c'est vache!)
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Wow, thanks for all the replies!

Droo: Yes, he's a Puff. Sorry to say but Yannick being a Slytherin never entered my equation. It was Either Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff, and I went with the house of the badger.

Entropist: Thanks mate. You are one of the few that has already read the story so to hear from you that it is better with the re-write is heartening. Hope you like this chapter too.

Bubbles and LillyJames: I'm not about to kill off my main character. Yannick should be fine.

Miss Evi3e <3: Thank you. Hope you enjoy this one too.



Chapter 3: Presentations

Yannick lay there, flat on his back, the two golden eyes still locked with his own. The black shape revealed the white fangs of its mouth. Pitch black coat with some stray sliver hairs here and there.

"Altair... you scared me out of a years growth you big lug!" Yannick muttered, looking reproachfully into those two golden eyes. "But yeah... I missed you too." He added, smiling and scratching the animal behind its ear.

"Yannick?" he heard, somewhere behind him.

He quickly rolled over to see Alexandra, looking worried and still pointing her wand towards the animal.

"It's alright, Alexandra," he said, rising into a crouch next to Altair. "He was just playing around."

"He? So this big dog is a he?" she asked, lowering her wand.

"Actually," he replied, "it's not a dog. I know it might sound weird but... it is a wolf."

"A... a wolf?" she asked him, looking a bit worried

"Yes, a wolf. His name is Altair," he continued. "Altair, this is Alexandra," he said, pointing at her. "A friend."

The wolf looked at the Ravenclaw girl for a few seconds and then trotted towards her. When it arrived there it presented its right paw to her. Alexandra stood there, a bit surprised by the wolf's behavior, but then leaned down and took the paw in her right hand, giving it a gentle shake and saying, "Nice to meet you too."

Yannick looked at the two, as Alexandra had started to tentatively pet the wolf on its head, still feeling a bit cautious. He rose to his feet and then walked towards them. Alexandra straightened up and looked at him.

"So... you have a wolf as a companion?" She asked

"Yes, I do," he answered.

"But how can that be?" she asked him, "Aren't the only animals allowed at Hogwarts as companions Owls, cats and toads?"

"Well," he started, "that's true for Hogwarts. In my French school it could be any tame animal. One of my friends even had a golden eagle. Anyway, Altair here has been my companion since I was 6 years old or so. My father got the proper authorizations for him to follow us in England before we moved and he also arranged with professor Dumbledore that he would be allowed to stay in the forest while I was at Hogwarts. Hagrid keeps a eye on him."

Alexandra looked again at the black wolf

"It is quite big for a wolf," she pointed out.

Yannick smiled a bit embarrassed and scratched the back of his head

"I do take good care of him," he said, "Always have but he free to come and go as he pleases. I don't own him."

"You talk about it as if it was a person" Alexandra pointed out.

"I've known him for over 10 years now... our relation is... deep," he answered, "I'll explain you one day, if you want," he added quickly, looking at his watch, "but right now is not really good as we have less than twenty minutes to go to our common rooms before the curfew."

Alexandra nodded, not fully satisfied by his answer but not saying anything. They set out towards the caste's entrance, followed by Altair.

"That's a nice brooch, by the way," Alexandra told him, pointing to the brooch that held the cloak he wore, "special meaning?"

"Yeah," he answered, "it's my family crest, the silver leaf."

"Nice, yet simple," she said.

"Thanks, I'll tell my grand-mother that," he told her, "she is the one who made this design some years back, before I went to my first year in wizard school. The old design was not as nice."

"Now your family name makes a bit more sense," she said, "Yannick Silverleaf. Emblem a leaf of silver. You should tell me more about the origin of that name one of these days," she added.

"Uh... yeah..." he answered, "maybe I should, one day."

They reached the entrance and Yannick looked back at Altair, the wolf clearly wanted to follow him in. He shook is head and crouched next to him.

"Altair, you can't follow me in there and you know that. Dad went over with you what had been agreed with Dumbledore and you need to stick to it, alright?"

The wolf looked at him with pleading eyes, but then came closer and gave him a lick on the cheek and uttered a whine. Yannick took the wolf in an embrace.

"Come on!" he told him jokingly, "it's not like you will never see me again. I'll come to see you as much as I can."

The wolf pulled from the embrace and started down the path to the forest again.

"He does not like to be away from you, does he?" he heard Alexandra ask him.

He rose and turned to face her.

"No, he does not at all," he answered, "he was allowed into my French school before and he does not really understand why he isn't, here. I think a lot of student would be afraid of him at first, but try to make him understand that," he added with a small smile.

"Well he did scare me, at first," she answered, "but he was quite friendly, after all."

"Yeah, he was," Yannick said, "and thanks," he added.

"For what?" she asked him.

"For referring to him as 'he'. I know he prefers that," he told her, "well, shall we?" he asked, motioning to the entrance.

They entered the castle and Alexandra started towards her common room.

"Thanks for your help, tonight, I'll keep you in mind next time I need help on my beater practice," she told him over her shoulder with a smile.

"The pleasure was all mine Alexandra," he answered to her, looking at her going down a corridor and taking a left turn. He stood in the entrance hall, his eyes still on the corridor she had disappeared in. A snort from the entrance door made him turn around. Altair was looking at him from the door.

"I thought I had told you to go to the forest, you spy," he told him with a smile, "go on now, shoo."

Altair gave him a mischievous look and disappeared from the door's opening, heading towards the forest again. Yannick headed towards the entrance of the Hufflepuff common room. He gave the password to enter and went through the room, towards the corridor of the boy's dormitories. A few students, including Justin, Wayne and Zacharia were still up, finishing some homework, but most had gone to bed, already. He entered the dorm he shared with the other sixth years, halfway down the corridor. His entrance was greeted by Sean, who was already in bed and put a book down at his entrance.

"About bloody time, mate!" Sean told him "I was wondering if I had to send a search party for you. Had a good walk?"

"Yeah, it was good to take some fresh air," Yannick answered, undressing and getting ready for bed.

"Some walk, though! You were gone for a good bit!" Sean answered back.

"Well, I also help out Alexandra on her beater practice." Yannick answered.

He made a ball of his clothes, all dirty, thanks to Altair, who had managed to push him into a mud puddle, and threw them into the common laundry basket of the room. He heard the clothes land in the basket that had Hufflepuff's colors and then the distinct sound of them disappearing for wherever clothes got cleaned in Hogwarts.

"Uh...huh..." Sean nodded, "And... how did that go?"

Yannick looked at him surprised, turning slightly red. "You saw that, didn't you?"

"That we did, mate!" Sean answered with a laugh, "Cynthia and I were looking out from the windows of the third floor that look towards the lake and saw you two practising her beating skills."

Yannick sighed and went into his bed, that was on the left of Sean's.

"Well, she was happy for the help," he told him.

"I bet she was. Cynthia is probably grilling her as we speak," Sean answered. "sooo... Are you planning on inviting her out on a date? Hogsmeade maybe?"

"Sean, I did not really come to Hogwarts to woo girls you know," Yannick answered, "we just met. We are on friendly terms, okay?"

"Suuure you are, Nickie." He heard Sean say.

"Call me that name again and I will hex you to oblivion. Now shut up and go to sleep, will you?"

"Yow! Okay, okay..." he heard Sean say.

"But she is nice, isn't she?" Sean added after a minute of silence.

"Yes she is!" He answered. "There, I said it. Happy now?"

"Yeah, I guess." Sean answered.

After a few minutes, Sean broke the silence again.

"So you are really not planing on asking her out?" he asked.

"Sean..." Yannick said, "my wand is in my hand, pointing to your mattress and I am thinking of what to curse it into if you don't shut up and go to sleep."

"I get the message, captain!" Sean answered with a laugh. "Goodnight!"

"Yeah... goodnight." He answered back.

Yannick lay there his eyes looking in the dark of the room. Somehow the picture of a fair Ravenclaw girl with fiery red hair and blue eyes kept on coming back into his head. Sean had a point, she was very pretty indeed and she had asked questions that showed she was interested, even if just a little. Her pointed question about Altair. Asking him to tell her about his family history later on. But this meant getting closer in relation with a girl, and he was not sure if he wanted that yet. But maybe Sean had a point after all.

"You really ought to ask her out, you know," Sean said as if reading his mind.

Yannick let out a French swear word and put his pillow over his head.

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“Mister Silverleaf, what in Merlin's name are you doing?” Yannick heard Professor Snape say in front of him, causing him to look up from his in progress Antidote potion.

“Crushing ingredients to a fine powder, sir,” Yannick replied, a bit surprised at the question.

“And at which step did you see crushing the ingredients on what I had written on this blackboard before I erased it, Mr Silverleaf?” Professor Snape asked.

“Fifth to last step, sir,” Yannick replied, “Right after having let the brew at medium fire for ten minutes, stirred it clockwise five times, added dried beetle wings and stirred counter-clockwise four times.” He knew this potion well, his grandmother having taught it to him during the summer.

“And your potion is at this stage?”

“It is brewing, sir. I was crushing the ingredients to gain time.” Out of the corner of his eye he could see Sean making a motion with his hand that clearly meant 'Stop answering back!'.

“Exactly! To gain time!” Snape exclaimed, “ One of the worst mistake a wizard can do when brewing a potion!”

Yannick was looking around the classroom a bit worriedly; all the students were looking in his direction, the Slytherins clearly gloating while some Gryffindors were frowning, but not at him.

“Doing the steps out of order in order to gain time, taking the easy path, is the surest way to make a mistake in a potion!” Professor Snape continued, “tell me Mr Silverleaf, would this have been a Draught of Peace and you had added the crushed moonstone after the hellebore, what would have happened?”

“The potion would have been ruined, sir.”

“Precisely! Five points from Hufflepuff for pointing out your mistake.”

“But...” Yannick started to say.

“Not another word, Mr Silverleaf, or I will make it a detention,” Snape cut him, before to look at the rest of the class, “are your potions going to brew themselves?” he asked, causing the students to hurriedly put their attention back to their potions.

Yannick put the mortar with the ingredients back on the table. He was fuming internally. It was so unfair! There was nothing preventing a brewer from preparing the ingredients while other steps took place. Time gained, as Gran put it, especially for antidotes was most of the times what decided between life and death for a patient.

He continued brewing the antidote, finishing crushing the ingredients in the mortar when he reached the step. He spotted Cynthia and Alexandra whispering to each other while brewing their own potion. Ernie on the other hand was looking at him sympathetically, most likely for having been on the receiving end of Professor Snape's wrath.

That overgrown bat! he thought as he put the finishing touches to the potion. While it simmered down, he took out several vials from his school bag and filled them up. Despite what Professor Snape seemed to think, he was pretty certain that his antidote was well brewed and he would not let it go to rot. He corked the first vial and left it on the desk while he got the others filled, sealed and stored in his bags. One could never be too careful, especially with the recent events in England. As he finished with the last vial, the bell announcing the end of lesson sounded.

“Please remember to fill a vial of your concoction and bring it to my desk before leaving,” Professor Snape said from his desk, where he was reviewing some papers.

His words caused a flurry of activity, with students cleaning their things and getting their vials ready. Yannick finished packing and went to deliver his. A number of students had already deposited theirs and the Professor did not look up as he put his on the table next to the rest.

“I'll be reviewing your 'potion' in details, Mr Silverleaf,” Yannick heard him say, causing him to stop walking, “However, if your skills are a testament of French brewing standards, I'm not surprised you got an O where I would at best have given an A.”

Why you... Yannick thought as he turned to face the Professor who was still reading his papers. He caught a look from Sean that clearly was a warning not to respond.

“I'll be sure to impart your appreciation of her teaching methods to my Gran, Sir,” he replied, “as she is the one who taught me potions so I could achieve that O,” he added, leaving the classroom before the Professor could reply.

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“Interesting way to vent out,” Yannick heard Sean say behind him as he let another arrow fly to the target, “anyone I know?”

“Take a wild guess,” Yannick said dryly, as he knocked another arrow and took aim.

“You do realize he was doing this on purpose, right?” Sean asked, sitting down on his left.

“I do,” Yannick said, letting the arrow fly and sighing, “I've seen him do the exact same things to the rest of the class, Slytherins excepted, of course. That Longbottom fellow is a regular costumer it seems,” he added, sitting down.

“Professor Snape's got a black sheep in all classes,” Sean answered, “from what I heard, Neville Longbottom was the one in Gryffindor up to the OWLS. He did not manage to score high enough so he's not there now, so he picked Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. When we had our classes with the Ravenclaws, it was first Hannah, before Ernie helped her out and then Michael Corner. Now, he's got all of them in the same class.”

“And I've just painted a nice big red 'harass me' sign on myself now, whoopee for me,” Yannick said sullenly.

“I'm afraid you have, mate,” Sean said, “although I do think your retort before to leave the class worsened your case.”

“I could not let that one go,” Yannick replied, “turn the other cheek when he just dragged my Gran's honour in the mud? He cannot even hold a candle to her potion skills.”

“Uhm, mate, I hate to break it to you but when it comes to potions, Professor Snape is probably the best there is,” Sean remarked.

“In England maybe,” Yannick replied, “France? Doubt it.”

“She's that good?”

“Sean, I was melting cauldrons on a regular basis at the end of my third year,” Yannick said, “yet, after she taught me, I got an O in our French OWLS. So yes, I'd say she's that good.”

Sean nodded and was about to add something but they were interrupted by a third year who came to tell Yannick that Professor Sprout wanted to see him in greenhouse number five.

“Want me to go with you?” Sean asked, getting up.

Yannick shook his head as he got up as well and started to pack up his training equipment. “Thanks, but not needed. I just hope that Professor Sprout can see both side of the argument.”

“I would not worry too much, Nick,” Sean said, helping him out, “Professor Sprout is very fair, much like Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall. She will only give out what is deserved and sometimes, she lessens it too.”

“Thanks mate,” Yannick said shouldering his bag, “I'll see you at dinner then.”

During his walk to the greenhouse, he wondered what Snape had told his head of house. He entered the greenhouse, taking care to avoid the Venomous Tentacula nearby. He found her preparing a lesson for the next day for fourth years which would cover Butotubers.

“Ah, Mr Silverleaf, thank you for coming quickly,” she said as she straightened up and wiped her dirt covered hands on her apron, “Professor Snape came to me today after classes had ended to complain about you, saying you had disrupted his class in a way. I would like to have your side of the story.”

Yannick nodded and went on to explain the details of what had gone on in the Potion classroom. He took care of just stating the facts and not add his own feelings on the issue himself.

“Thank you, Mr Silverleaf,” she said once he was done, “How do you feel about this whole issue?”

“I feel that in a way it was unfair Professor,” Yannick said, “I did not do anything wrong apart for preparing my ingredients for an upcoming step instead of staying idle while the potion brewed for ten minutes. The only thing I feel I should have not done is reply to his comment about my French teacher's potion skills as I left.”

“I quite agree on that last point,” Professor Sprout said, “my only advice on this is to not answer him. Just let his comments go unanswered, unless of course they are questions pertaining to the lesson. If he does not get a reaction from you, he will hopefully tire of it.”

“I will, Professor,” Yannick answered.

“Now, to clear up the matter of the detentions he wanted you to serve, I will not be assigning them to you, the situation does not call for it, I will however uphold the five points he took from you. Would you be a dear and get me the trays over there?” she asked, pointing to a number of metallic trays near the end of the greenhouse, “I will need them for tomorrow's lesson.”

Yannick went to get them and found that he could not carry them all in one go. He took out his wand and proceeded to levitate them, landing them to the spot Professor Sprout showed him.

“Thank you, Mr Silverleaf,” she said with a smile, “and 10 points to Hufflepuff for the help.”

Yannick looked at his head of house, surprised.

“Well, it was a good spontaneous help and that levitation charm was very good,” she told him.

“Thank you Professor.”

“You are a good student, Mr Silverleaf,” she said, “just be sure to not give Professor Snape anymore reasons to take more points from my house, will you?”

“I will Professor,” Yannick replied, smiling, “again, thank you.”

“Don't mention it, Mr Silverleaf,” she replied, “Now, best you head along to dinner, it is always best to tackle one's homework with a full stomach,” she added before to before to nod to him and leave towards the back of the green house.

Yannick smiled at what had just happened and left to head to the castle.


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And time for the fourth chapter.

Droo and Eevie, I am glad you enjoyed this last chapter. When I first wrote this fic, it was more for fun than with a precise idea in mind. Now, going through it again I'm polishing the bits a pieces here and there and overall, I'm loving doing it.

As a word of warning, the next two or three chapters might seem short, but I did not want to merge them. Shorter chapters means faster updates. They get longer later on.

I really hope you enjoy this next one.



Chapter 4: Anger and apologies

"Wake up sleepyhead!!!" was all that Yannick heard that morning before feeling cold water hit his face. He sat up in his bed with a start, hitting his head on the bed above his at the same time.

"Yaaaaaaaah!! What is the big idea Sean?" He asked his grinning friend. "It is only 9:00 AM and we are Sunday today. Last time I checked, we don't have any lessons on Sunday and I happen to want to sleep more."

"And waste one of the days which has the best autumn weather we have seen in a long time and also happens to be the day of our first outing to Hogsmeade? Mate, you are daft to have this thought while I am your roommate!" Sean answered. "Come on! Get out of bed and get dressed. I'll save you a seat at breakfast and then we're off to Hogsmeade. You'll love it there. And who knows... you might find something to buy for your little sweetheart as well..." he added with a mischievous grin.

"For the last time! She... is... not... my... SWEETHEART!" Yannick said, throwing his pillow at Sean who evaded it and went out the room.

"Sure, whatever, Nickie. See you at breakfast!" Sean told him playfully just before closing the door.

Yannick stood up grumbling and gathered his towel. A quick shower was definitely needed to wake him up fully… and cool him off too.

“You are awfully touchy on the subject of that girl, Yannick,” Zacharias said as he passed the boy who was finishing to dress.

“Don’t start,” Yannick replied, shooting him a glare.

“I won’t,” Zacharias said, putting his hands up in defense, “Just pointing it out, that’s all.”

Yannick grumbled and went to the boy’s common showers. While under the shower he wondered about Sean's behavior. It has been what... two weeks now since I met Alexandra and helped her with her beater practice? He thought as the spray washed the soap suds on his body, I have hardly spoken to her since then... well maybe once or twice in class and in the library... but nothing like the first time. Why is Sean insisting that she is my girlfriend? She's not. We are just... friends at most.

He finished off his shower and went back to the now empty dorm. He put on fresh and casual clothes for the day, still taking his cloak just in case it got chilly. He then set out to go and eat breakfast.

He noticed that most of the students were already eating when he entered the Great Hall and went to seat by Sean at the Hufflepuff table. He did not bother to answer to the questions of some Slytherins that asked him if he had learned to walk down the stairs yet. He still felt slightly annoyed by their constant remarks.

"These imbeciles are starting to get on my nerves." he muttered to Sean as he sat down.

"Who, the Snakes?" Sean asked while helping himself to some more bacon. "Don't worry, they do this to anyone they would like to get in trouble. Just don't react."

"I haven't" he answered. "Yet."

He took eggs and bacon along with a few toasts and poured himself a mug of pumpkin juice. He was halfway through his breakfast when he felt Sean nudge him with his right elbow.

"Babe alert! Two o'clock." He heard him mutter.

He looked up towards the entrance of the Great Hall and saw that Alexandra had just come in. She stood at the entrance, apparently looking for someone or somewhere to sit. Her eyes met his and she gave him a small smile and a discreet wave. He waved back and then saw her going to sit with Cynthia and the other 6th years at the Ravenclaw table. He was still looking at her back when he heard Sean muttering to him.

"Earth to Yannick. Earth to Yannick." Sean said "Stop gawking at her like that mate, you are making a fool of yourself more than anything and are bloody lucky she can't see you now."

Yannick brought his attention to his plate and quickly started to eat again.

"You know mate." Sean told him. "With reactions like these whenever she is around, you are going to have a hard time making me believe that you are not interested in her."

Yannick did not answer. He found it more interesting to separate the fat from his bacon than to answer him.

"Come on Nick, why don't you just talk to her?"

"I have talked to her." Yannick answered sharply.

"Oh yeah! I forgot... Sor-ry!" Sean snorted "Like what? Two? Three times? In two weeks?"

Yannick nodded.

"I also noted that she tried to engage conversation several times with you and each time you found a way to not talk to her." Sean added.

Yannick let out a sigh "Sean, what is your point?"

"My point?" Sean asked. "I'll tell you what my point is, you dunce. You have an absolutely gorgeous girl that is sending you hints that she is interested in you and you just shunt her off like she is not even there."

"What if I don't want to get to know her?" Yannick asked.

"Mate, are you daft?" Sean asked. "You know there are a few guys in Hogwarts running around trying to attract her attention?"

"No, I don't know and I don't care." he answered.

"Well wake up and smell the roses, Nick," Sean told him, "because she does."

"Oh, so she does, huh?" he asked Sean sarcastically.

"Yes." Sean answered seriously.

"How do you bloody know that, anyway?" Yannick asked.

“Uhm… maybe because I happen to be her best friend’s boyfriend?” Sean pointed out, “And also because she told me." Sean added.

"She told you?" He asked.

"Yes, two days ago." Sean replied. "When I was studying in the library with Cynthia. She came to me and asked me what was wrong with you and why you always found a reason not to talk to her."

"And?" Yannick asked, dreading the answer already.

"I told her that you were too shy." Sean answered.

"You told her that?" Yannick answered.

"Well it seemed obvious to me..." Sean started.

Yannick uttered a groan and hid his face in his hands.

"Great!" He said. "Just great! So now I am the shy little Frenchie who is afraid to talk to girls. I bet she laughed at that one." He added.

"She did not." Sean said seriously "She asked if we were planning to go to Hogsmeade this weekend and I told her that we were."

"Oh great, let me guess." Yannick said.

"She is meeting us this morning with Cynthia."

"Great Sean, real great." Yannick said standing up from his seat.

"Woah, where are you going?" Sean asked.

"Going somewhere I can cool off." he answered.

"Wait a minute Nick." Sean said grabbing his arm. "You cannot just not come. What will I say to her then?"

Yannick looked at Sean, his eyes were throwing daggers.

"Whatever you want. Now... let... go... of... me." He said slowly and evenly.

Sean, surprised of his friend's reaction, let go of Yannick's arm who then stormed out of the Great Hall, oblivious to the fact that his small outburst and sudden departure had been observed by someone.

He stormed through the entrance hall and walked out of the castle, heading towards the forbidden forest and the lake near it. Still brooding as he reached it, he went to sit down by a tree near the bank and looked at the water. He had been there for less than five minutes when a snort made him look to his left. Altair was there, sitting and shooting him what definitely a disapproving glare.

“Great,” Yannick muttered, “now, even you are against me.”

Altair let out a low growl that instantly made him regret those last words.

“I’m sorry, Altair,” he sighed, “I spoke out of spite and should know better.”

Altair cocked his head sideways, still looking at him.

“And yes, I’ll need to apologize to Sean, too,” he added, smiling a little.

Altair seemed to nod, before getting up and coming to lay by him, resting his head on his lap, Yannick scratching him behind the ear.

“I know Sean meant well,” Yannick said after a bit, “but I told him I was not here to woo girls.”

Altair snorted again and let out a small bark.

“Altair, you more than anyone should know how well my last one ended,” he said, sadness filling him as he remembered that fateful night.

The wolf let out a small whine.

“I refuse to be the cause of this to anyone else,” Yannick said, picking up a stone and throwing it into the lake.

Altair stood up again, walking between him and the lake before to turn and face him. His eyes told exactly Yannick what he thought of the situation.

“How would you know closing oneself off is not good?” Yannick asked, “I hardly ever see you with other wolves.”

"A wise statement from an equally wise companion," he heard a voice say right behind him.

Yannick stood up and turned around, finding himself facing Professor Dumbledore, who was looking at him amusedly. He shot a look back at Altair. A little warning next time maybe? He thought, the wolf shooting him back and innocent look.

"Professor." Yannick started, facing the headmaster again, "I had no idea you were here... I..."

"That's quite understandable, Yannick, and no need to apologize." Dumbledore answered. "You see, my office tends to get hot in the morning, it is the first place that the sun hits at the start of the day and this morning I decided to go out for a stroll to take some fresh air. While I was walking towards the entrance again I saw you and your companion by yourself. You were so immersed in your conversation that preferred to wait before saying anything."

Yannick looked at Dumbledore, not knowing what to say.

"Now that I do have your attention, let me ask you one question." Dumbledore continued. "Did you achieve what you came here for in the first place?"

Yannick was surprised at the question but then looked over the event of the morning. The conversation with Altair had taken his attention off his upset of the morning but he still felt angry.

"No professor." He answered

"Exactly." Dumbledore said. "You see Yannick, you can never resolve an upset by isolating oneself, but only by facing the upset and talking about it to someone, preferably the person responsible for that same upset. You should try to talk to your friends, I am sure you will find them to be very good listeners."

Yannick nodded at the sound advice. "I am sorry for my behaviour, Sir." he said.

"You have nothing to be sorry about, Yannick." Dumbledore replied with a twinkle of amusement in his eye. "I suggest you go and enjoy the rest of this beautiful day with your friends. I am sure you will find Hogsmeade very amusing and relaxing. It has been a pleasure talking to you, Yannick." Dumbledore added before walking away towards the lake.

Yannick stood there for a minute before to look at Altair. The wolf’s eyes clearly said “I told you so”.

“Yeah, you did,” he told him before to kneel and embrace him, “Thank you, my friend.”

Altair rubbed his head against him before to lick him on the cheek, making Yannick chuckle.

“Want to join me at Hogsmeade?” he asked.

Altair let out a snort and shook his head. A visit to a town full of humans he did not know was not what he seemed to call a nice day.

“Alright, my friend,” Yannick said giving him an affectionate kiss on the top of the head before to stand up, “You go enjoy yourself in the forest then. I’ll see you later.”

He watched Altair head back into the forest and then went back to the castle, hoping to be able to find a fellow housemate that would help him get to Hogsmeade. He stepped into the entrance hall and found Sean there, standing together with Cynthia and Alexandra.

“All cooled off?” Sean asked him.

Yannick winced internally at the slight edge in his friend's voice.

“I'm sorry, Sean,” he said, “I should not have snapped at you like this. I know you meant well. It is just a bit of a sensitive area for me.”

“I understand, mate,” Sean said, putting a hand on his shoulder, “But don't go closing yourself up either. If you need to talk, I'm here, you know?”

“We all are,” Cynthia said, Alex nodding in agreement.

“Now, how about heading out and making you discover Hogsmeade?” Sean asked.

“Looking forward to it, mate,” Yannick replied, smiling.

Cynthia passed her arm around Sean's and headed out, Yannick following the couple with Alex.

"You forgot your cloak in the Great Hall this morning" she told him, handing it to him.

"Oh... I had not realized." he answered. "I... stormed out so fast that I completely forgot about it. Thanks."

"No problem." She told him.

They walked for a moment, not saying anything. Sean and Cynthia were busy talking to each other.

“I'm sorry for having avoided you, these past weeks,” Yannick said.

“It's okay,” Alex replied, “I'm guessing the sensitive area involves a girl, so I cannot really fault you for it.”

Yannick nodded.

“Want to talk about it?” she asked, apparently having seen his face close up a bit.

The darkness of the forest in that winter evening came up in his mind once more.

“Not really,” he replied after a minute, “I will eventually have to get it off my chest, but I'd rather not. Not on a day like today.”

“Fair enough,” she told him, “but if you ever want to, we are here,” she added, smiling.

“Thanks,” he said, smiling back.

“Don't mention it.”

“How long have they been together?” he asked, changing the subject and nodding to the couple in front of them who were still speaking close together.

“I think about a year now,” Alex replied, “but I think Sean had his eye on Cynthia for a while. I caught looks from him a number of times.”

“Cynthia, too?”

“Not at first, she only saw it when I tipped her to it,” she said, “understandable on her case.”

“Why?”

“A girl like her? If she had to spot all the looks she gets from guys, she'd go mental.”

Yannick chuckled at that. Alex had a point. Cynthia was indeed a very attractive girl. Dazzling smile, deep brown eyes, fair skin and long brown hair to the small of her back only added to her forms.

“You know, at first I did not think her relationship with Sean was going to last,” Alex said.

“Really?” Yannick asked.

“She had been in three relationships before Sean, each lasting a few weeks only,” Alex replied.

“A bit short.”

“Yes, but she ended each of them. The guys were more interested in her looks than who she was really,” Alex said, “I guess that they did not enjoy having a girlfriend that had good chances of being smarter than them,” she added, chuckling.

“They should have thought of that before trying to date a Ravenclaw,” Yannick said.

“Too true!” Alex agreed, “it is different with Sean though. They talk a lot, he makes her laugh and he seems to like her being able to hit back when they banter. I think they'll last for quite a while.”

“I hope they do,” Yannick said, “Sean really likes Cynthia.”

“Good for him,” Alex replied, “Of course, they do get a bit sickening when they go on like that too long,” she added winking at Yannick, her voice a bit louder so she knew the couple heard them.

“Well, Dewitt,” Cynthia replied, not raising her head from Sean's shoulder, “We'll just have to get you a boyfriend so you stop complaining,” she added, making Sean laugh.

“I'll be sure to get advice from you when I do get one,” Alex said, coming to pass an arm around her friend's shoulder.

They had arrived at Hogsmeade. They stood in the main street, Yannick looking around and finding the small village actually quite nice. Scores of students could be seen in the streets, alone, in couples or in groups, walking around and entering the different shops that lines the main street.

“So, where to first?” Cynthia asked.

“I need some new pads,” Alex said.

“I would not mind getting a few quills,” Yannick added, “my supply is getting low.”

“And I need some chocolate,” Sean said grinning.

“Alright, ladies first, so Spintwitches it is,” Cynthia said, “then we'll visit Scrivenshaft's, followed by Honeydukes.”

“Sounds good to me,” Sean said.

“Here, too,” Yannick and Alex said together.

The four friends, started walking again, milling with the rest of the students and intent on enjoying their first day out in the village.

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Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

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Alright, chapter 5 is done, so now is a good time to post it.

Evi3e: If you thought that was a long one, you are in for some nice chunks as soon as the story progresses more. Kind of shows that while I was writing this fic the first time, I got more inspired and added things that were not planned beforehand.

Connie: Yay! A reply from you. And you are very right on the point of there being a back story you have not been told yet. Originally, the story was told in this chapter. But going back through it, I felt it rushed the story too much and was not natural, so I've decided to delay that bit. Will come on at some point though.

Droo: Yeah... although will he act on it? Time will tell.

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Chapter 5: Letter


A few days later Yannick was sitting at his working desk in his dorm. He had realized earlier that day that it had been more than two weeks that he had written to his parents and had decided that it was better to get it done now than to risk receiving a howler reminding him. He had a blank piece of parchment laid out in front of him on the desk. He was however not writing but was nipping the end of his quill, his eyes looking at random on the room's ceiling. He glanced at the room's door as he heard some noise from the common room. His other roommates had not come back to the room yet and he was thankful for that, it would have been hard to write something with them around.

Where do I start? The past weeks have been packed...

He straightened back in his chair, dipped his quill in the ink receptacle and started.

Dearest mum and dad,

I take the opportunity that I am alone in my room to write you this letter. I had meant to write sooner but the days here at Hogwarts have been hectic. Very nice lessons though, I am learning quite a lot of things.

Charm class is going like a charm. He laughed internally at the unintended pun. We were mainly perfecting our skills at basic charms until now but yesterday Professor Flitwick demonstrated a rather complicated charm. A kind of advanced version of the levitation charm. We basically will use it to make a heavy weight levitate (right now it is only 30 kilos but he said we can lift up to 200 kilos or more with this charm) and move to another space in the room. He said that we should soon be able to use it to levitate unconscious persons, but that before that we would need to learn how to use another charm at the same time, to keep the person stable. Sounds hard to master.

Divination is actually much more interesting than it ever was in Morbihan's school for Wizardry. Firenze, the centaur who teaches us, really seems to know what he is talking about but he has a way to say things that keeps on making the subject mysterious. Makes you wonder if anyone ever really understood Divination but also make the classes highly interesting. We right now are learning how to draw predictions from the positions of the stars and this is where I am thankful that I was good at astronomy, some of the other students are having trouble there.

Speaking of astronomy, Hogwarts is ideal for that. The tower we use is the highest of the castle and you can really see all the constellations that exist in our hemisphere. I even discovered stars I had never seen before! Very interesting.

I actually think that my favourite class right now is Defense Against the Dark Arts. Now there are the skills that will help me in the future! And what is best, they have a great person teaching us and boy does he know what he is talking about! Just today we had a whole two hours practical lesson. We were practising our hexes in turn and then learning how to repel them. He told us today that we would soon learn a defence spell that could stop most hexes and curses. I can't wait for that one, I’m sure it will be very useful.

Transfiguration is progressing. I am not yet able to turn a kettle into a living duck (I blew up my kettle the last time I tried) but professor McGonagall says that I am improving. She might be a very strict teacher but she is very competent at what she does.

Care of Magical creatures is quite interesting as well. I know it is not part of my requirements as an Auror but it can always be useful. The teacher, Hagrid, is also the game-keeper of Hogwarts. He knows the forest that is next to the castle very well and a few days ago, he managed to capture some Unicorn foals to show to the class. I must say that I have never seen anything so pure. He also takes care of Altair who seems to have well-adjusted to his new environment. Just yesterday I heard him howling in a hunt chase so I don't think there is problems for him with his new surroundings. He just does not yet really understand why he can't follow me inside Hogwarts. I guess it is only a matter of time before he gets used to the idea of me being in a house he can't enter in.

This last week end, we also had an outing to Hogsmeade, the small village right by Hogwarts. It is nice to be in an all magical village. I got the guided tour by Sean and two fellow students from the Ravenclaw house, Alexandra and Cynthia. They showed me all the nooks and crannies of this village. I wish there were more villages like that one around, it would be so much easier for us to live peacefully.

Oh, if you could let Gran know, Alexandra commented that she really liked the design of our Silverleaf crest. "Nice, yet simple" she said. Knowing the time Gran puts into making them, I am sure she will appreciate the comment.

Anyway, enough about me, what about you all? How is work? Are the days still packed or back to normal? Has everything arrived from France to our new home now? How is my little cousin doing back in France? Any news from the rest of the family? I am thinking a lot about you all and can't wait until the Christmas holidays to see you again. I miss you both.

Lots of love.

Your son, Nick


He looked over what he had just written, feeling quite satisfied with himself. He corrected some errors here and there and then, having ensured the ink was dried, he rolled up the parchment and tied a silver ribbon around it. He then opened the drawer under his desk and took out a stick of red wax. Reaching under his shirt, he took out a silver chain to which was attached a signet ring. He held the ring in between his fingers for a moment, looking over at the complex pattern of leaves surrounding his two reversed initials engraved on it. He heated up the end of the wax stick with the lit up candle that was on his desk and carefully made an oval shape of liquid wax on the rolled parchment, making it go on the ribbon as well. He quickly pressed the signet ring on the still hot wax and then took it off. His signet was clearly visible on the wax now. He looked at his watch, nine thirty in the evening.

Too late to give it to an owl to deliver. I'll have to do it tomorrow morning, he though, leaving the letter on his desk.

He stood up and stretched, enjoying the feeling it gave him.

Man! I am so tired I could sleep a week!

He decided to undress and prepare for bed. He felt quite tired and tomorrow would be a long day.

Sean is still not back. I wonder what he is doing.

Putting his dirty clothes in the laundry basket, he went over to his trunk, at the end of his bed. He opened it and went through his clothes. He took out what he would wear the next day and then took out a book, Magical and mysterious creatures of the forests. His father had given this to him on his thirteenth birthday and although he had read it many times before, he always enjoyed going through it again. He sent the book on his bed and was closing his trunk when Sean came into the room, looking disappointed, Ernie following him. They were both holding their wizard chess box set and Sean's medium blond hair looked as if he had just gotten out of bed. Yannick knew that this showed he had had a rough game and from Sean's sullen expression and Ernie's cheerful one, he had not won.

"I just don't get it!" Sean said to him, "You make it seem so easy to play chess sometimes. Your chess pieces did not even object to the moves you made. Mine kept complaining, driving me nuts. How can anyone win a game that way?"

"Depends on how much control you have on your chess set," Ernie answered, "I rarely have trouble with my own set now, but I have it since quite a while."

"Say, Yannick,” Sean said seeing his friend, “your pieces don't give you trouble. Maybe you should lend me your set, one day."

Yannick let out a short laugh.

"Not unless you want to be severely trounced by your opponent, my friend," he said. "They only understand French."

"Oy." Sean said. "That's right. That is how you win then?"

"No Sean," Yannick laughed. "I pay attention to my game, that's all. Unlike you." He added with a grin, making Ernie laugh at that.

"Why you! I am not that bad a player!" Sean said, taking one of the pawns in his chess box and throwing it towards Yannick.

The pawn missed him but the boys distinctively heard it shout "TALLY HOOO!!!" as it flew and then as it landed "Ow! Ouch! Not only is he a bad player but he can't even bloody aim right!".

The three boys looked at each other and started laughing madly.

"See?" Yannick said between laugh, "told you so!"

“Betrayed by your own chess set, Sean,” Ernie said, patting him on the back, “how does it feel?”

"Sod off," Sean answered, chuckling and moving to pick the pawn up and put it back in the box, "I think they are conspiring against me," he added, laughing harder.

Yannick snorted. "Mine were that way as well when I first got them. Takes a little while for a set to adjust to a new user. That's why you don't really see players asking for the set of another person," he added.

"Could you imagine Justin's face if we made him play with your set?" Ernie asked, stifling a laugh and then mimicking. "'Come on you lousy stupid piece of stone! I said pawn to E4, so move already!' And then your pawn turning around to him and saying 'Pawdon? Vouz parlez Frwancais?'" **

Yannick burst out laughing again just at the thought of it.

"Man! That would be brilliant!" Sean said. "An event to capture with a wizard camera."

They continued laughing at different situations, each mimicking someone in turn. Justin and Wayne came in at some point and joined in the fun.

"Oy! Mates! I've got to do my patrol with Hanna,” Ernie said looking at his watch, eliciting some whistling from the rest of the boys. “Shut it,” he shot back with a smirk, “You lot should head to bed soon if you want to be fresh in the morning," he added before to head out of then room.

"I am planning on waking up early anyway," Yannick agreed, "need to do something before breakfast," he added.

"Ooooh," Sean said with a mischievous grin, "meeting Alex in a little 'tete-a-tete', by any chance."

"Thats dangerous territory, Sean," he warned playfully, "you know that."

"Right-o. So why do you need to wake up early then?" Sean asked.

"I just need to send this letter to my family" he said, pointing to the parchment roll on his desk.

"That's it? Nothing mysterious? No cloak and dagger stuff?" Sean asked.

"Nope. Just a plain letter," he answered.

"Awww, mate!" Sean complained, "Bo-ring!"

"Yup," Yannick laughed, getting in bed, "I guess I live a pretty boring life."

"You have no idea," Sean told him sarcastically.

"Right. Goodnight Sean," he said, rolling over to face the wall.

"Night, mate," he heard Sean say.

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When he woke up the next day Yannick thought he had over-slept. After a little moment of panic and frantically looking for his watch, he was reassured by hearing Zacharias snoring at the other end of the room and Sean moving and grumbling in his own bed, still fast asleep. He found his watch which had fallen from his bedside table and looked at the time. He had still two hours before breakfast, enough time for him to send his letter and enjoy some exercise outside. He got out of bed and stretched, yawning at the same time and then shivered. The room had gotten colder overnight. He dressed in comfortable clothes took the letter from his desk and went out of his dorm, Sean still soundly asleep. He made his way through the common room. The two seventh year prefects of his house were already up and were talking together by the room's fireplace. The girl's prefect took notice of him as he passed.

"Where are you going Yannick?" she asked him.

"Just going to send this letter by owl and then a good hour of exercise outside." he replied.

"Alright," she told him, "just don't do anything stupid at the same time."

"You can count on me for that," he replied, going out the entrance.

He made his way towards the owlery. On the way, he greeted the Hufflepuff ghost, the Fat Friar, and Gryffindor ghost, Nearly-headless Nick, who were chatting. He also waited a few minutes before entering a corridor at one point as Peeves was once again creating havoc in there throwing ink balloons in random directions. Being shot at by the school's poltergeist, especially with one of those, was the last thing he wanted in the early morning. He had to wait for Peeves to be chased away from that corridor by an angry Filch. Once the coast was clear of both Peeves and Filch, he continued and reached the owlery a few minutes later.

For some reason the place amazed him each time he saw it from the inside. Located in the West tower of Hogwarts, the stone room was the home of hundreds of owls of every breed imaginable and they came in every size. Some were the owls of Hogwarts but most were belonging to students. He slightly shivered at the cold air when he entered as the room had no glass on any of its windows. He then made his way towards the school's owls, walking on a floor that was a mixture of hay, owl dropping and regurgitated owl pellets of mice, voles or other rodents. Reaching a group of four owls that were huddled together on the same perch, he chose one and poked it gently to get its attention. The Tawny owl looked at him with its sharp eyes.

"I need this letter delivered to my parents," He told it, showing the rolled up parchment, "Can you take care of that?"

The owl blinked and stood still for a few seconds, as if considering his request. It then hooted and presented its right leg so Yannick could attach the letter to it. As soon as he had done that, the owl spread its wings and flew off through one of the windows of the room. Yannick looked at it go until it was only a small black dot in the morning sky.

Wonder how long it will take to reach them, he wondered, probably a day or so.

He set out of the owlery and made his way to the entrance hall of the castle, which was starting to come more alive as more of its inhabitants started to wake up for the new day. On his way down he saw two other students, Ron Weasley and a girl, sporting the same bright red hair but looking a little younger. They seemed to be going to the owlery as well. He heard them talking to each other, apparently arguing about something.

"I am telling you, Pig will not be able to deliver this package on his own," Weasley was saying, pointing to a package the girl was carrying.

"Well," she countered, "we'll have to find another owl to help him with it then."

They continued talking to each other while walking towards the owlery, not even sparing a glance at Yannick as he passed them in the corridor.

Pig? he wondered to himself, that's a weird name for an owl.

He came out of the castle a few minutes later. The air was still fresh but the morning sun was starting to warm it already. Yannick set out to jog making his way around the castle and going towards the forbidden forest. He did not enter the forest when he reached it but continued jogging near it. He was coming more close to the whomping willow when a howl coming from the forest caught his attention. He turned around and smiled as he saw Altair coming out of the forest and heading towards him. The black wolf seemed as healthy as ever.

"Hey Altair," he said as the wolf reached him, "how are you today my friend?"

The wolf answered by giving him a push with his head and then turning around him, letting his mass rest on Yannick's right leg as he came to a stop. Yannick started petting the wolf's head with his right hand.

"Glad to hear it. Not doing too bad myself."

Yannick paused, looking at the forest and continuing to pet Altair.

"Say," he asked, looking down to the wolf, "what do you say about a good wrestle? Like the ones we used to do in France?"

Altair looked up at him, his golden eyes looking into Yannick's own. Then, without warning, the wolf gave him a big shove in his legs, causing Yannick to struggle to stay on his feet.

"Yow! That's cheating! I was not ready you sly fox," he laughed, and then launched himself at the wolf, trying to catch him.

The game went on for a good half hour, neither of the two really having the upper hand on the other. Yannick played unconscious at one point, causing the wolf to stop and come over to look at him. Then, when he felt the wolf's muzzle near his face, he blew on it, causing the wolf to leap back, sneezing.

"Heh! Got you this time," he told his companion.

He was standing up again when he felt something hard under his leg. Looking down and still crouching he picked a piece of metal from the ground. He recognized the motif instantly, having seen it for years, but he wondered. What was it doing here? What was a Silverleaf crest doing on Hogwarts' grounds?

** The weird French spelling is intentional

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Well, time for a new chapter, don't you think?

Evie, Droo, glad you enjoyed this last one. Yeah, starting to get a bit in the thick of it. Not saying what will happen though.

Hope this next one lives to your expectations.


Chapter 6: Crest

Yannick turned the Silverleaf crest in his hand, examining it at different angles. It was definitely of the same composition as his own brooch and he had little doubts it emanated from the same source. Yet, something was bothering him. The design of the crest was wrong. It was looking like the three leaf design of the Silverleaf crest, much like a Fleur-de-Lys. This old design had been in use in his family until Gran designed the new one, just before he entered wizard school. The crest he held in his hand, however, lacked some parts of that same old design, as if it were from even before. Yet, when he looked closely at the crest, he could not really detect any sign of age that would fit it. It looked too new.

He turned to Altair, who had come closer to him, and presented him the crest in his open palm.

"What do you think?" He asked the wolf

Altair came closer to the crest, sniffing it and looking at it intently. He then looked at Yannick again and uttered a low growling noise.

"Yeah, I don't like it either," he told the wolf, "There is something not right with it."

He kept looking at the crest, lost in his thoughts, until the sound of a bell from the castle brought him back into reality, making him look at his watch.

"Oh man! I only have fifteen minutes before breakfast starts," he turned to Altair, "Listen, I need you to be on the lookout for anything suspicious that could relate to this crest. I'm going to send it to Gran as soon as I can but if you spot anything, you let me know. Alright?"

Altair looked at him and then gave him a push on the shoulder with his head, showing his understanding. Giving the wolf a last hug, he stood up and ran back to the castle.

As he came in the castle he saw students of different houses already heading towards the Great Hall. He hurried to the Hufflepuff common room and as he entered, met Sean who was apparently waiting for him.

"Hey mate! You are late!" Sean said seeing him coming in.

"Yeah sorry," he answered, heading toward the dorm, "I was a bit delayed."

"You can tell me about it in the Great Hall," Sean replied, going out the entrance, "I'll save you a seat and food but you need to hurry."

Yannick took twenty minutes to get himself refreshed and ready. He grabbed his bag, making sure he did not forget any books for the day's lessons and left out again from the dorm and a few moments after, from the common room. When he entered the Great Hall he looked at the Ravenclaw table but saw that most of the 6th years had apparently eaten already and that Alexandra was not there. He went straight to the Hufflepuff table and sat down by Sean.

"So what happened mate?" Sean asked, "It is not really you to be late in the morning, even when you exercise."

Yannick helped himself with some eggs and bacon.

"Yeah, I know," he answered between bites, "It's just that... I found something that I did not expect while I was outside."

"Really? What is it?"

"This," Yannick took the crest out of his pocket and gave it to Sean.

"Nice! Looks a bit like the brooch you have on your cloak." Sean said.

"Yeah well," Yannick told him, grabbing some toasts and marmalade, "I am pretty sure that it comes from my family, we're the only ones to have this crest as far as I know. The only problem with this one is that it is an old design. The brooch I have is the latest one, about 6 years old now. This one bears part of the design that was used before my brooch, the Fleur-de-Lys one."

"Flour de what? Mate, you lost me here."

"Oh, sorry," he said, "The Fleur-de-Lys is a heraldic symbol in France that looks a bit like this crest, only that it is vertical and not horizontal. I think it was used in France by the King exclusively. Not too sure though, my Muggle history is not that good."

"I can't really help you on that part mate," Sean replied "I only studied Irish, English and Scottish Muggle history. Never got as far as France in my old Muggle school."

"No problem," he answered, downing his last toast and finishing his mug of juice. "How long do we have before the first lesson today? We are with Binns for the entire morning, right?"

"Yup, still fifteen minutes." Sean answered. "We'd better go though, I don't want all the best seats to be taken when we arrive."

"Well, lets go then, I am done eating anyway," he replied.

They stood up and grabbing their bags, left the Great Hall.

"Anyway," Yannick continued, "The problem with the crest I found this morning is it has a design that is similar to the old one, but is missing some of the refinements. That means it would be an even older design. For all I know, it could be over a hundred years old or more ."

"Wow!!" Sean exclaimed.

"Yeah... the only problem though is that it looks too new. I mean, I have seen some crests made in the old design before and none of them looked as new as this one. It is really weird. Plus, how it got onto Hogwarts ground in the first place. I really don't know."

They arrived in front of Professor Binn's classroom where sixth year students that had taken the option were waiting. In all honesty, Yannick did not really need this class. Gran had already taught him a lot in the area of Wizardry history and her lessons were much more interesting that Professor Binn's. But on the plus side, it gave him a period of time where he could relax and work on other things while keeping a loose ear to what the Professor said.

"Sounds fishy if you ask me." Sean answered him.

"That is exactly what I thought." Yannick said. "I even showed it to Altair. He did not like it either..."

"Who is Altair?" said a haughty voice behind them, interrupting him.

Yannick suppressed a shudder when he heard the voice. He turned to face the sixth year Slytherin he had come to know as Draco Malfoy. He looked at the pale blond boy who was overshadowed by his usual gorillas, Crabbe and Goyle.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" he asked coolly.

"I asked you a question, Froggie." Malfoy replied "But perhaps your last flight down the stairs damaged your hearing?" he added with a sneer on his face.

Crabbe and Goyle sniggered at the remark. Yannick felt a sudden urge to punch one of them, any of the three would have done just fine.

"Altair is my animal companion," he answered, keeping his temper.

"You mean that big oversized black dog you were playing with this morning?" Malfoy asked.

Yannick nodded.

"Looks pretty stupid to me." Malfoy said.

Yannick felt Sean moving forward beside him but he held him back.

"First off Malfoy, it's a wolf. Not a dog. Second, that wolf is more intelligent than the pea sized brains of you and your goons put together."

Malfoy went livid.

"You..." he started, reaching for the wand in his pocket.

But before he could do anything, the door to the History classroom opened and Professor Binns asked the students to come in.

"You have not heard the end of this, Silverleaf," Malfoy muttered, passing in front of Yannick.

"Bring it on Malfoy, you might be surpised," he answered icily.

Yannick entered the classroom with Sean, who pulled him to a desk at the far left, away from the three Slytherins.

"Well that was intense," Sean told him.

"The jerk really gets on my nerves," Yannick replied.

Sean let out a low chuckle and patted him on the back.

"Welcome to the club mate," he said.

They waited for Binns to start his class, which did not take long. After less than ten minutes he was speaking about yet another Goblin rebellion that took place in the 19th century. This had a soporific effect on at least half of the class, which Binns, staying true to his nature, took no notice of whatsoever.

"So," Sean asked Yannick in a low voice, "What are you going to do about this crest you found?"

"I don't really know to tell you the truth Sean." he answered. "I think the best is that I send it to my family so they can take a look at it. I am sure my grand-mother will be able to discover where it comes from. She is the one that designed the brooch I have currently." he added.

"Sounds like a good idea." Sean told him.

Most of the students in the class were trying to show some interest to the endless speech of Professor Binns and several Ravenclaws were taking notes. Most of the Slytherins were not hiding their boredom though and several, including Crabbe and Goyle, were actually asleep.

"Doesn't he at least realize that people fall asleep? I mean Crabbe is positively snoring!" Yannick asked Sean.

"Who, Binns?" Sean asked "Forget it, mate! We are lucky if he actually hears the bell ring at the end of the class. The rumour has it that he actually was a very old professor here when he was alive. He fell asleep in front of the staff-room fire and got up the next morning to teach class. Only problem, his body stayed in the armchair. Wonder if he ever realized he was dead." he added with a chuckle.

Yannick suppressed a laugh. He continued to take notes but after thirty minutes stopped as he could not really see the point of doing so. Who cared about the names of the Goblin leaders anyway? He took a small piece of parchment and decided to write a note to his grand-mother about the crest he had found.

Dear Gran,

I hope all is well for you back in France. It is a bit weird to think that only a few month ago we were living very close to each other but that now we have a sea and countless miles that separate us. I miss France but I also like it here at Hogwarts. I never was in a more fascinating school and already made a few friends. I have been sorted into the Hufflepuff house, the house of the hard workers. Altair has well adjusted to England and I see him as often as I can. Just did some exercise with him this morning as a matter of fact.

I unfortunately am writing to you for something completely different. While I was wrestling around with Altair this morning I found the enclosed crest on the grounds of Hogwarts. I am puzzled by it. It bears resemblance with the old crest we used to have but it is lacking some of the finer details I can remember that design had. This one seems older in design but yet if that were true, its state is too new. It is almost as new as the brooch I have on my cloak. I also showed it to Altair and he does not like it at all either. He will warn me if there is anything unusual going on around.

I felt that you should know this as soon as possible. I will let you know o anything new I find and, of course, of anything Altair reports to me.

I miss you a lot Gran and I really hope to be able to see you for the Christmas holidays.

Lots of love, Yannick.


Yannick looked at the letter over. It was not too fancy but it was the best he could do during a class without being caught, not that there was much danger in that particular one anyway. He cautiously asked Sean for an envelope. After having written his grand-mother's name on it, he put the crest along with the short letter in it. He took out a piece of sealing wax he always carried around in his pocket in case of emergencies, took out his signet ring and then, having made sure that Professor Binns was still lecturing on while making sketches of a battle on the blackboard, he whispered a word to his wand.

The wand sprouted a small flame at its end and he used it to melt some wax on the envelope. When he had enough he blew the flame out and applied his signet on the still liquid wax, sealing the envelope. He looked around the class again cautiously, apart from Sean, no-one seemed to have taken notice of what he had done.

The class went on without any incident and when the bell rang, they packed and headed towards the Great Hall to have lunch. Yannick ate fast however. He wanted to make sure that the letter went before going to his next class. This was the one class he had come to really like, Herbology, and he did not want to be late for it at any cost. He rushed to the owlery again and sent his letter. Then he headed back down, making his way to the Herbology class. He had to take a sudden left turn into another corridor at one point. Malfoy had appeared at the end of the corridor he was going down and the last thing that Yannick wanted was to give a chance for Malfoy to take another hit at him.

He arrived to the Herbology greenhouse as the students were starting to enter. He sat again with Sean and was pleased to see that Cynthia and Alexandra were sitting at the table that was at his right. She gave him a smile when he looked at her. Many other students were around from the other houses, but interestingly enough, only three from Slytherin. The class began and Professor Sprout started explaining the different healing properties of plants and asked questions to students at random.

"Miss Dewitt," she asked at one point. "I am suffering from a dire toothache and I have in my hand some whistling leaves. Should I just eat them to make the toothache go away?"

Yannick noticed that Alexandra did not know that answer and he saw her look briefly at him. He mouthed a "No".

"No Professor," Alexandra replied.

"Ah, and why is that please?" Professor Sprout asked her, looking a bit surprised at her answer.

Alexandra hesitated, clearly not knowing the answer to that one. Yannick raised his hand.

"Yes Mister Silverleaf?"

"The whistling leaf has many healing properties and can cure many ills when chewed," he answered "This is due to its sap. However it needs to enter the bloodstream before it hits the ill body part. If it hits it before, it will almost always worsen the ill. A way to handle a toothache using this remedy would be either to infuse the leaves, making the sap bond with the water or dip a cloth in the sap itself and apply it on the part of the cheek where the toothache is located, letting it enter the bloodstream by the pores."

Professor Sprout smiled.

"A very good answer Mister Silverleaf, ten points for Hufflepuff and another ten points to Ravenclaw for Miss Dewitt's own answer."

"Nice save mate," he heard Sean whisper to him.

The lesson continued on for another hour until the bell rang. They packed their things and went out the room. Yannick was going out with Sean, ready to head to their next class when he heard Alexandra calling his name.

"I'll see you over there," Sean told him, leaving him with Alexandra while Cynthia joined him.

"Thanks for the save," she told when she reached him. "I really did not know the answer to that one."

"I would have been surprised if you had," he replied with a chuckle, "This stuff is advanced Herbology. You learn it in your seventh year I think." They started walking back towards the castle.

"But then, why did she ask us if she knew we could not answer?"

"I guess she was testing us," he replied

"And so how did you know the correct answer and the reason?" she asked him.

"Well, my father is an expert on plants and their use and my mother is a healer. I lived my whole life in France near an enchanted forest and that is where you can find whistling leaves. Their healing properties are one of the first things my parents taught me." he added.

"Makes sense." she said.

They continued walking until Alexandra spoke again.

"Hey... I was wondering. Are you... doing anything this evening?"

Yannick looked at her, surprised by her question. "Apart from my homework tonight?" he asked. "No. Nothing planned really. Why?"

"Well... Ravenclaw is having its last practice this evening before their match against Slytherin on Saturday and... I was wondering if you would be interested to watch it." she told him

"Sounds fun," he replied with a grin, "But are you sure your teammates won't object to that? I could be spying for my own team."

She laughed at the remark. "Nick, we are playing Slytherin, not Hufflepuff. Besides, you could then give pointers to your team so they have a chance to beat Gryffindor." she added with a sly smile.

"Touché!" He told her "Yeah I'll be there. When does it start?"

"Eight in the evening."

"See you on the pitch then," he told her, "For now, we have arrived to our superbly enjoyable class with the ever irascible Snape," he said as they closed in on the entrance to the potion class.

Most of the students had already arrived and they headed to join Sean and Cynthia.

“Just keep your cool to not give Professor Snape a reason to take points from your house,” Alex told him.

"Planning on it," he told her smiling a bit.

“Aaaw... little Froggie got himself a girlfriend,” Yannick heard Malfoy say out loud, making him cringe as many eyes turned towards him and Alex.

Alex did not seem to lose her cool though and turned to face the Slytherin. “Seeing how you are going to be humiliated by Ravenclaw in the next Quidditch match Malfoy, you should really not make fun of those who CAN find a girlfriend,” she said, making a number of student chuckle at that.

The Slytherins present rallied behind Malfoy, who sneered, “Cheap talk, Dewitt. Hope you Ravenclaws are ready to weep, because that is what you'll be doing when our team is done trouncing yours.”

“You mean you have finally learned to catch the Snitch, Malfoy?” Yannick heard Hermione Granger ask, which made more students laugh.

“When was the last time Slytherin beat Ravenclaw?” Alex asked Padma Patil, who had come next to her along with other Ravenclaws.

“I'm not sure,” Padma answered, “In second year maybe? Terry?”

“Might want to ask the sorting hat,” Terry boot said, “Perhaps he remembers.”

The Slytherins were fuming and while Yannick found the situation highly amusing, the location would be a bad place for a spellfight to break out. Not that he thought it would with six prefects being presents, not counting Malfoy, whom he hardly considered as one.

The tense moment was cut short however by the door of the potions class opening and Professor Snape stepping out.

“Well? Inside,” he said, after having looked at the students with a cold glare, causing all of them to enter the classroom quickly.

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And voila! Another chapter done.

Comments are always appreciated.

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PS: My story follows the same time line than that of Entropist's fic, which can be found here. It is in my opinion an extremely good read.

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Hey Wolf, I'm sorry for taking so long to comment. I really have been keeping up, just hadn't been able to comment. I really like the story so far and am intrigued with the broach. I was thinking from the first that it had some significance in the story and from the last chapter, I think I'm right.
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What was it doing here? What was a Silverleaf crest doing on Hogwarts' grounds?
But I'm wondering if this maybe isn't a broach that he found. I mean you didn't say it was so, I'm thinking... they used to put the family crest on things like bridals and saddles, shields, and anything of value that was in the public eye to show ownership or a statement of class. I can't keep from wondering where it came from and how it got on Hogwarts grounds. Anyway, I love a good mystery.

Great writing Wolf, I'll be watching for your next.
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Really good chapter I like! Okay so this Yannick guy is in the same year as Hermione, Ron and Harry right? Which year? it's completely left my mind. xD

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