HELLO! I'm back again, actually, I was back again long ago, but people kept on discouraging me by giving me the SILENT TREATMENT! Oh well, I have been readin Ranger's Apprentince, and I just finished the 6 book, but this shall be between the ending of the sixth book to the 7 one. It's quite long...

Will sighed, as he supposely was sent out on a mission. Was. That was canceled now, since no harm was done, just a misunderstanding. He rested on a rocking chair, letting his guard down, but only for a few seconds.

He stood up and jabbed Horace on the nose with his elbow.

Horace cringed, and covering his nose with his hands, he asked, "What in the blazes do you think you're doing?!"

Will adjusted his cloak and looked out the window, "I should be asking you the same thing."

Horace cringed his nose as he threw his hands up in the air, "Can't a guy just sneak up on you for once?!"

"Guy? You were like an elephant trying to tiptoe back there!" Quietly, Will was chuckling to himself. After their seige at Macindaw's Castle, Will, not for the first time, learned of Horace's quietness. That is, if he had any.

Horace slumped his shoulders and sat on the couch, and without further ado, Will changed the subject, "Well, Horace, you have some explaining to do. How the hell did you get into my household?"

"That's all you care? You don't have the urge to know why I came here?" Horace looked Will in the eye, and he realized he was just pulling his leg. "Of course, I have to tell you anyway. Your door was unlocked, so I was able to-"

"You do very well know I'm joking, right?"

"Of course, of course, I was just trying to trigger your funny bone." From the glare he received from Will, he hurried on, "Darn blast you Will! We're having a family trip!

"And by family trip, who's going?"

"Well, you, me, Alyss, Evanyln, and of course, Halt! We must have somebody watching over us while we're having some fun!"

"May I ask why we're going?"

"Well, since Evanyln, Alyss, and I traveled all the way here just to see you, why not go somewhere too?"

Will was about to protest when a shadow emerged from his walls and he saw Halt standing before him. Will jumped, "Merlin's beard! I need to stop oiling my door hinges!" Just as he said that, Alyss and Evanlyn came through his door.

"Well, you can't deny it now, Will. We're all going. To Macindaw!" Horace slapped Will's back and inside, he felt shyness to be around Alyss.

Once they reached Macindaw, they were all covered in snowflakes. The snowflakes are dry, however, so they didn't have as much coolness beside the wind blowing on their face. Will saw Alyss shiver slightly, but from the wind or from the memories of being locked up in the tower, he did not know.

However, he did noticed Evanlyn's new attitude. She seems to sink back into the background, if not for her horse. She seems like she's starting to be a ranger, Will thought. It struck him odd, as he remembered her being quite eager.

Well, no thought for that now, since they were coming clear of the castle. Will could hear Halt tsked as he conjured the image of the battle from what Will told him.

It was lively now, though, with the battle apprentinces practicing in the court yard, some ladies rushing to do their duties, and he could see Orman through a window in the third floor.

They left their horses in the stable and Will heard Evanyln say, "If anything got worse than this, then I could see how lucky you were to surive." She was correct, as there were not that many people. Orman had declined some of the warriors in order to not weaken the Norgate.

Still, it was as busy as ever. One of the maids gave them their rooms, and when they all left to pack, Alyss stayed behind to talk with Will.

"Will! How lovely to see you!" She exclaimed, holding his hands in hers.

Will smiled and returned the enthusiasm, "You too, Alyss." The look in his eyes told Alyss that he didn't want to talk about the letter right now that he sent to her.

She was delightfully happy, but she was still confused of their relationship, so trying to not break it, she steered the conversation away from what she wanted to talk about, "Do you think Trobar is all well now?"

Will grunted, "He should be, I didn't give him the dog for nothing." Inside, Will sighed deeply, Alyss always understood him. Always.

"We should visit him then!" She grabbed Will's arm, but she found it all wet from his sweat. "Unless you want to go with Evanyln and Horace too."

Will slightly blushed, as Alyss madde the sitaution a bit less embarassing. He was sweating crazy, but not from riding on the horse, but because of the touch of her hand. It was so soft and smooth, and soon, he realized Alyss was waiting for an answer, he nodded, and Alyss walked away.

"Damn love," He whispered. He could slightly hear the same thing being said from Alyss, but he thought he was imagining it.

Halt peeled himself away from the shadows and grabbed Will's shoulder. "I think you have a little relationship going on?"

Will looked at him in surprise, as Halt always caught him off-guard. Will smiled, it was good to be having some time with his mentor. "Nothing better than you and Lady Pauline!"

Halt raised his eyebrows, "And how can you conclude that?"

"Face it Halt, you want somebody by your side and Lady Pauline might be the one."

"I chose loneliness, Will, I am a Ranger after all!" Inside, Halt chuckled to himself as they walked to the court yard and met up with Evanyln, Horace, and Alyss.

Will panicked, as he didn't wash up and prayed his sweat has evaporated. Evanyln smiled and waved at Will. "Now where's that healer you told me of?"

They walked into the forest and a black and white dog came barking at them. Once it met Will's eyes, it stopped. It whimpered softly and Will crouched down to pet it. Her heavy tail thumped on the ground multiple times and Horace laughed. Trobar came out, puzzled of two strangers.

"It's alright, Trobar, they're friends of mine," Horace called.

Trobar relaxed, and Will could still see some paleness and some trembling in his hands.

Will smiled as they continued on and into the clearing. Will saw Malcom coming out of the door of his house and yelling, "How nice to see you again! May I ask, who are they?"

Halt and Evanyln introduced themselves, although Halt didn't give that much enthusiasm as Evanyln did.

Will heard some clangs of pots and pans and a voice cursing, "Damn you, Ron!"

Malcom looked behind and called out, "Be careful Weasely! Those items are hard to get!" A puff of smoke came out, and another stream of cussing.

Will realized Malcom had more visitors today. Malcom paled and ran to the house. Halt raised his eyebrows and Evanyln asked, "Is there anybody else you know here?"

"No, I'm afraid not since I never heard of somebody called Ron." Will shrugged.

Evanyln made an 'o' with her lips, but nothing came out.

Seconds later, a figure wrapped in a cloak similar to Will's came out holding a long pointed stick. Another figure dressed in the same clothing but a different shade of color came out, running, to get the stick.

"Harry! There's mortals here!" The second figure said. From the tone of his voice, it was a male.

"Stupid clumsily pathetic boys-" A much higher pitched voice can be heard from inside the house.

The first figure that came out turned to look at them, and shrugged, "If Malcom let them in, they have to be special in a way."

"How do you know they didn't barged in without permission?" Again, the second figure tried to grab the stick, but the first figure pointed it at the group.

"Tell us who you are, or you will not have pleasant looks as you grow," the first figure said.

Horace stepped forward to say something, but Halt quickly shoved him back.

The first figure took the movement as a threat, and a beam came from the stick. Another beam caught it and the second figure huddled close to the ground. Another person wearing the same thing came out and also had a stick, but it was facing the direction of the beam.

"Would you give them some manners?" this one was a girl, "These are Malcom's friends, and we shall introduce ourselves. I'm Hermione Granger."

"Ron Weasely!" the second figure squeaked.

"Harry Potter." The figure stared at them to recieve an expression. He received none.

"Will treaty."

"Horace Altman."

"Evanyln."

"Alyss Treaty."

"And Halt."

Malcom chose to come out at that moment, hearing what had happened. He said, "Well, you chose a bad day to come visit. My friends found them lurking in the forest injured and I had to heal them. Although, it's nice to see you, Will, and Horace again. And I do believe you are Alyss?"

Alyss nodded, she was fond of this man, as his tricks were well played. Malcom sensed the stiffness in the air, and he clapped his hands, "Well, lets have a feast!"

They were camped around a small fire, as it was dawn and the snow had just stopped. They had a delicious stew with soft bread and a tender fish to eat with. Of course, there were coffee brewing as they all sat in a circle.

It was silent for a few minutes, but Horace decided to start a conversations. "How did you get a beam to come out of your wand, Mr. Potter?"

Harry, only facing this question a few times, replied, "Call me Harry. Well, it was magic."

Horace laughed, "We have proved before that magic does not exist!"

Malcom paled, and before Hermione could stop him, he extinguished the fire with the tip of his wand. "And how would you explain that?"

"Well, a breeze could have come by, or there was a string dumping a pail of water."

Will looked over the fire, but there was no sign of a latch, wire, or bucket. Well, maybe it was on buried in the ash.

Harry tsked, and he said, "Lumos." A globe of light appeared on his wand.

It became quiet as Harry did another set of magic. Alyss leaned into Will's ear and whispered, "I can't solve the illusion, it must be real."

Horace, after having enough of this, said, "So it is sorcery? So you are a sorcerer?"

Ron laughed out loud, "Sorcerer?! What type of word is that?"

Will stepped up, "I had to investigate a sorcerer up north here, and it turns out to be a fraud." He cleaned his bowl, and settled in for a cup of coffee, barely warm since it wasn't heated much. Harry, noticing how he could hold the cup, lit up the fire again.

Will brought his cup down as Ron started to laugh again.

"Oh for pete's sake! Ron, controll yourself!" Hermione yelled. Ron did, somewhat, settled down, but not so much that Hermione had to point her wand at him. He calmed down, his face matching his hair color.

Evanlyn, after enjoying the scene, had to stop this, "I have to say, you are no sorcerer. You are simply a magician. Sorcerer is too strong of a word."

"Of course, I never get anything good of my deed." Harry said.

Ron calmed down, "You see, Harry is the boy who lived and-"

"The boy who lived? What's so special about that? I almost died multiple times!" Horace said. "And this is Princess Cassandra! You should be kneeling by her feet!"

Halt glared at him, there was no secret that wasn't exposed. He couldn't help asking, "Are you a Ranger?"

"Ah! And Halt and Will are Rangers too! So they are very important!" Horace said. He looked at Alyss, "And we have a Courier, and you have a knight!"

They gained blank expressions from the fellows, and an angry expression from the red-haired guy, "I shall have nobody make fun of him! Harry Potter is the one who surived from Voldemort's wrath!"

Alyss looked up confused, "Moldeymart? He doesn't sound so scary."

Harry gave out a sigh and Malcom joined the coversation, "Well, there's no doubt that we had a nice meeting!"

Will took his cup of coffee, a bit warmer this time, and started to drink. It wasn't soon until big, fat snowflakes began to rest on his head.

Soon, they departed and left the forest, the magicians still there to greet them tomorrow.

Okay, there was no point in this story, but I just had this amazing idea of Horace saying sorcerer and it evolved into this. Weird, huh?