The plot of this story is based on JKR's Harry Potter series. Our plot weaves in 2 new characters: David Murray and Elizabeth Fawkes. It also incorporates ideas borrowed from the White Wolf storyteller game system. This is the second story in our series and our plot weaves around the original plot of Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. We own only our own characters and our plot. All other characters and the original plot belong to JK Rowling. Please don't sue us:) Part 2 of the disclaimer: All gaming terms, references, settings and characters relating to Werewolf: The Apocalypse are owned by White Wolf (Martyn, Macha, Dave, and Lizzy are our own characters however), no copyright infringement is intended. BTW, we are not making a penny off this.

We also want to take this opportunity to acknowledge our good friend, Jason. He created Amadeus and the Werewolf chronicle from which our characters, Martyn and Macha, were based. Without his creative input, Martyn and Macha, and their subsequent development, would never have existed.

Also, as a tribute to Mike Holmes from the TV show "Holmes on Homes", yes, they do have permits before starting their work. :)

Kudos to our Beta Reader RemusisMine: aka JAX

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The Lord, the Lady, and Luna, Year Two

Chapter 1: Guess Who or To the Back Yard, Please

Lizzy spent the first few days of summer settling her things in her room. One morning when her Mum and sister were out, Lizzy was startled by a ring at the doorbell. She went down the stairs to see who it was as her Dad opened the door.

"Hello, is there a Miss Elizabeth Fawkes living here?" a man dressed in work overalls asked.

"Yes," Lizzy's Dad replied, "Who may I ask is asking?"

"I'm from the Department of Magical Building. We have been commissioned to build a greenhouse with an attached Potions lab for one Elizabeth Fawkes."

"We did not commission such a building," Lizzy's Dad said, now confused.

"Oh, it was commissioned, and paid for, by another," the builder replied. "May we?"

"Who commissioned it?" Lizzy asked, walking up beside her Dad.

"It doesn't say on here," the man said. "All it says is 'Guess Who'."

"David," Lizzy said, slightly exasperated, but grinning.

"Huh?" her Dad turned to her, more confused.

"It had to be," Lizzy said, still grinning. "Who else would buy me a Potions lab? And who was it that absolutely insisted on buying me all my school supplies? Let's go to the back yard. If I've learned one thing about Dave, it's that he won't take 'no' for an answer. Might as well let them build it. And I'd love to have a lab to work in." The builder and his team followed Lizzy and her Dad to the back yard and began looking for a suitable spot for the greenhouse and lab. After about fifteen minutes of discussion, they all decided that the far end of the big yard, where there was only grass, was the ideal spot. There, it would not interfere with the pool, the deck, or any of Mrs. Fawkes' flower beds. Also, if they positioned the greenhouse and lab carefully, they could keep the lab shaded by the huge oak tree that grew there. Once the decision was made, the builder handed Lizzy's Dad several pieces of paper.

"Attach these to your front window, or to the front of your fence," he told Reverend Fawkes.

"What are they?" Lizzy's Dad asked.

"Muggle building permits. I would suggest leaving them up for a week or two." With that, the builders started casting spells, beginning with ones that would prevent any Muggles from seeing a building build itself. Lizzy watched as the buildings took shape. She saw that although everything happened quickly, they were taking great care to make sure everything was correct and proper. They even paused every so often to let one of them, wearing official-looking robes instead of work clothes, inspect everything. Within the space of two hours, the greenhouse and attached lab were complete. From the outside, the lab looked like a good-sized, but ordinary, potting shed. It had a wooden door leading in along the side facing away from the oak and a set of glass doors connecting it to the greenhouse on the left. There were also two windows on either side of the door and on the side opposite the greenhouse doors, there was a fireplace, which was just large enough to Floo. Just as the builders were finishing up, there was another ring at the doorbell. Again, Lizzy's Dad opened the door.

"Is this the Fawkes residence?"

"Yes," Lizzy's Dad replied, looking closely at the man. Although he wore ordinary Muggle clothes, his name tag proclaimed him as Quentin Prescott of Prescott's Potions Supply.

"We are here to equip the Potions lab that has just been built on your premises, courtesy of...hmm...it says 'Guess Who' on here."

"David again," Lizzy's Dad muttered to himself, then turned back to Prescott. "Please go around to the back yard." Lizzy, who was in her greenhouse speculating on what plants she should grow, was startled by Prescott and his team. She watched as they quickly and efficiently equipped the lab with everything she'd need, including a small sink, burners, test tubes and racks, beakers, and storage jars.

A few minutes after Reverend Fawkes closed his front door, the doorbell rang again. He opened it to find a bespectacled man there with two assistants. All three carried baskets stuffed full with jars and bags of stuff he couldn't quite recognize.

"Hello, is this the Fawkes residence?" Lizzy's Dad nodded. "We're from the Algoriths Apothecary. These," the man continued, holding up a basket, "Are Potions ingredients for Miss Fawkes' new lab. Courtesy of...odd...all it says is 'Guess Who'."

"To the back yard, please," Reverend Fawkes said. He couldn't decide whether to be amused or exasperated. He closed the door and headed towards the kitchen when the doorbell rang yet again. Sighing, he went to open it.

"Good morning, is this the Fawkes residence?" Lizzy's Dad sighed again and nodded. The newest visitor had an old-fashioned truck in the driveway with the words Milton's 'Magical' Nursery on the wooden sides.

"You really are a magical nursery, aren't you?" he asked the man. Grinning, the man nodded and replied,

"The Muggles just think it's a catchy name and, of course, they never see any of our more unusual plants."

"To the back yard, please," came Reverend Fawkes' almost automatic request. He had no sooner turned away from the door when there was yet another ring at the bell. Heaving another sigh, Lizzy's Dad reopened the door. He saw a single man standing there, dressed in official-looking robes.

"Is this the Fawkes residence?" the man asked. Lizzy's Dad nodded wearily. The man handed him a scroll. "This is a notice for Miss Elizabeth Fawkes. This is to let her know that the fireplace in her new lab has just been hooked up to the Floo network." Lizzy's Dad took the scroll and the man, stepping out of sight behind the porch pillar and Disapparated. Lizzy's Dad took the scroll outside to Lizzy, who set it safely on the mantelpiece. After another hour, all the building, equipping, and stocking was finally complete and the workers all left. Lizzy spent some time in her lab, sorting through everything and organising it to suit herself when she heard a loud hooting from outside. She walked out and saw a large, nearly black owl swooping towards her.

"Hi, Khisanth!" she called to the bird, offering her arm to it. Khisanth landed as gently as she could, and offered Lizzy two small packages and a letter. "Thanks Khisanth. Do you have time to wait for a reply?" The owl answered by hopping onto the back of one of the lawn chairs. Lizzy opened her letter first.

Hi Elizabeth,

Both packages are for you. Ask your Gran to remove the shrinking charm I placed on them. Once you see them, I'm sure you'll know where to put them. I also got my uncle to get you permission to use magic while you're in the lab or greenhouse, as long as you limit it to spells pertaining to tending plants or working on potions, and you can use two spells just outside the lab: one to lock the door and one to unlock the door. I'll try and come see you later in the summer.

David

Finishing the letter, Lizzy glanced over the paper Dave's uncle had sent that was her permission form to use limited magic, then ran into the house. She poked her head back out and spoke to Khisanth,

"Wait there, Khisanth, I'll be right back." The owl hooted softly as Lizzy disappeared into the house. Inside, Lizzy quickly dialled her Gran's number.

"Hello?" came her Gran's voice over the phone.

"Hi, Gran! Could you come over, please? I just got a couple packages and they need to have shrinking charms removed from them," Lizzy asked.

"Sure thing, dear," Gran replied. "I'll be over in a few minutes."

"Thanks, Gran!" Lizzy said, hanging up the phone and running back outside. By the patio table, she spoke to the owl still patiently waiting. "I'm back, Onyx." The owl hooted softly and settled herself more comfortably on the chair. A few minutes later, a muffled 'crack' from the den announced the arrival of Lizzy's Gran and she came out of the house to join Lizzy and Khisanth.

"Hello, dear," Gran greeted her, then nodded to the owl. "And hello to you as well, Khisanth." She hooted softly at Gran, who turned back to Lizzy. "Wow, dear, what is that new building over there? Your Mum never said anything about building a greenhouse. And besides, it wasn't here yesterday! What happened here?"

"Um, well, Dave happened," Lizzy replied.

"What do you mean, dear?"

"Well, it appears he commissioned to have all this built here, magically, of course," Lizzy replied. "All it said on any of the forms was 'Guess Who', but really, who else would or could do this?"

"I guess you're right, dear. Now, are these the parcels David sent?" she questioned, while gesturing to the two packages on the patio table. Lizzy nodded. Gran took the packages and cast Finite Incantatem on both of them. One ended up as a twenty-five by thirty by ten centimetre package, while the other was an eighty centimetre long tube. Lizzy opened the rectangular package first, at the sight of which, both she and her Gran burst out laughing. It was a framed, desktop photo of Professor Snape, caught with his mouth wide open, about to bite into a large sandwich.

"Where will you put that, dear?" Gran asked.

"I think the best place for it would be on the desk part of by lab," Lizzy replied, still giggling. Next, she opened up the tube and unrolled a huge poster. "Now this is more like him," she said, turning it so her Gran could see. It was a life-size picture of Professor Snape, standing with his arms crossed and his usual classroom scowl on his face. "I think the best place for this one is on the inside of the door." Still giggling and chuckling, Lizzy and her Gran walked back to the lab to place the two pictures. Then, while Lizzy's Gran stayed to examine the lab and greenhouse, Lizzy sat down to write a response to Dave.

Hi Dave,

Thanks for the lab and greenhouse and thanks for the pictures, too. They liven the place up a bit. How did you manage to get that shot of Professor Snape eating a sandwich? It's priceless (as is the look on his face...the only thing better would be the look on his face if he saw the picture, I imagine). Anyways, thanks again and I hope you are able to come for a visit. Being with my brothers and sister is great but I miss my best friend.

Love,

Lizzy

After sending the letter off with Khisanth, Lizzy rummaged around in the basement until she found a frame that was just the right size to frame the form that permitted her to use limited magic in the lab and greenhouse. Once done, she hung that in her lab as well, figuring the best place to put the form was the place where she'd be using magic. Her Gran cast a 'no-fade' charm on it that would keep it from fading in the sun that would inevitably enter the lab. Lizzy spent the better part of that day and the next, in her lab, organising everything to suit herself, until there was a knock at the door.

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Here at last is our second story. We will try not to take quite so long in writing this one, but of course, with kids and work, we can't make any promises. Please review and tell us what you think. (BTW, for those who don't remember from the early chapters of Year 1, Onyx is Khisanth's other name.)