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Note: I mentioned this in my biography but I'll repeat it. Don't go and turn me in under plagiarism. I am Firecrackerstarlett. This is my original account. My old account under Firecracker-starlett isn't working anymore for some reason and when I try to sign in it says that it's not an 'active account'. So, I'm completely restarting.

Note: This takes place in seventh year after the defeat of Voldemort. Lupin is back and Sirius is NOT dead.

Chapter 1: Excused from Class

Twelve years. Twelve years I've been lying to her about who she is. I should really tell her. I should. Clearly worried, Dumbledore rubbed his temples in deep thought.

For days he had been pondering the problem. Picking up a framed picture, he gazed into it and for a moment his troubled eyes glimmered with pride, joy, and admiration.

In the picture was a smiling girl with gorgeous black hair. It was long and straight, layered deeply, framing her delicate white face. Her eyes were black tunnels, warm and inviting, beautiful.

Tracing her face, Dumbledore outlined her features, stopping at her full pink lips.

His reverie was broken. Determined, Dumbledore took a piece of parchment and quickly scribbled on it.

Dear Mr. Harry Potter, Ms. Hermione Granger, and Mr. Ron Weasley,
Please come and see me as soon as possible. It's urgent. Dumbledore

Rolling the letters, he snapped his fingers and disappeared.

Sighing, Dumbledore leaned back and relaxed into his plump armchair, his mind at troubled ease.
Meanwhile, in DADA class a shrill bell suddenly rang, and a note appeared. Stopping his lecture, Lupin plucked the note out of the air and opened it.

"Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger, and Mr. Weasley. A note from Dumbledore for you. Urgent. You are excused."

Signaling for them to leave, Lupin pointed to the door, smiling gently.

Three confused students stood up.

One had flaming red hair that flattened into an adorable "mushroom" hairstyle. This was Keeper Ron Weasley, and was one of Hogwarts's hearthrobs. His nose and cheeks were littered with freckles and he smiled cheekily, clearly grateful for a reason to get out of class, no matter how great it was. Towering over the sitting students with his tall, buff frame he sauntered to the front of the room.

The second was a girl... or should I say... woman? She was average height with wavy brown hair, a porcelain face, and volumptious curves. Her name was Hermione Granger, and she was Ron Weasley's envied girlfriend as well as eye candy for most of the male population. Clearly disappointed about missing out on a great lesson, she strode to the front of the room, a slight scowl tracing her features.

Last, but not least, was Harry Potter, resident hottie of Hogwarts. His black hair was messy, sticking out everywhere. He ran a hand through it nonchalantly and grinned. He was happy to get out of class too. Striding to the front of the room, he ignored the many sighs coming from the girls as they caught a glimpse of his masculine figure through his tight shirt. Reaching the front of the class, he turned and winked at his women fans and they swooned. His eyes were bright green and they twinkled with mischief.

"For once he's saving us, and not the other way, huh?" Harry impishly asked Lupin.

"It's your lucky day." Lupin replied, grinning at his favorite students.

The trio was popular, oh yes, but academically, they were quite well off as well.

Leaving the awed class behind they closed the door behind them.

"So, wonder what he wants?" Hermione asked to no one in particular.

"Who cares? We get out of class! YEAH!" Ron cheered, high-fiving Harry.

"Boys..." Muttering Hermione continued down the hall, leaving the two to catch up.

"Yo, wait up." Jogging, they reached her and the trio continued to walk alongside each other all the way to Dumbledore's office.

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