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Chapter 2:

Six Years Later

Albus waved goodbye to his parents, clad in green robes. Yes, Albus Potter got sorted into Slytherin. Thankfully the attitude of the divided houses changed a bit since the second wizarding war. Albus had a few close friends, but his best friend was Scorpius Malfoy. Many people thought this alliance would never happen between the two families, but it did. Scorpius waited for his best friend to stop waving to his parents until he saw someone resembling a Weasley.

Interest piqued he asked, "Who is that?"

"Oh, that is my little sister, Lily."

He noticed Lily didn't wave back at Albus and stood looking down at the platform. James was shouting something at Albus, though the glass was closed and all you could see is silent captioning; followed by his mother clocking him in the back of his head. He remembered James Potter, who always teasing Albus at school, whom had graduated two years ago. Both of the young men sat down and relaxed in the compartment. Albus broke out cards to play exploding snap, while Scorpius looked at him idly.

"Why hasn't you're sister gone to Hogwarts?"

Albus shrugged and dealt out a hand, he was going to play by himself since Scorpius found exploding snap to ruin his clothing and hair.

"Answer me, Albus."

"I cannot tell you exactly what, but she has…" Albus swallowed.

"A disease?"

"You could say that." Albus wasn't paying attention to his cards.

SNAP! BOOM!

Albus's cards exploded.

"Bloody hell!" Albus sucked on his burnt finger.

Scorpius was now more interested than ever.

"Muggle disease?"

"No."

Scorpius tried to ask again, but Albus cut him off.

"Look, I don't want to talk about it."

Scorpius sighed and relinquished his curious side for the moment.

He'd find out eventually anyway.

The compartment door slammed open.

"Hey guys!" A person with long red wavy hair swept into the room.

"Hey Rose." Albus grinned up at her, "Exploding snap?"

"Sure!" Rose beamed at him.

Unlike Scorpius and Albus, she got sorted into Griffindor.

"Why doesn't your cousin go to Hogwarts?" Scorpius directed his question at Rose. She knew who he was asking about.

Albus tensed.

"Dammit, Scor, I told you to drop it!" Albus tossed his cards at the wall, in which some exploded.

"Ouch!" Rose's cheek got nicked from one of the cards exploding.

Albus rarely ever lost his composure, so whatever his sister had that he wasn't telling him, definitely struck a cord. A very sensitive cord.

"I'm sorry Rose." Albus pulled a handkerchief out and gave it to Rose.

She thanked him and gently wiped off the blood.

Scorpius raked his nimble fingers through his messy blonde hair and looked out at the scenery.

The occupants fell into an awkward silence.

"Why don't you tell him Albus?" Rose said softly.

"…."

"You know him, he won't stop until he finds out the truth." Rose went on matter-of-factly.

"Sometimes the truth is too hard to bear." Albus whispered.

"It isn't my place to tell you Scorpius." Rose sat back and grabbed a book from her satchel and proceeded to read it.

Another period of silence followed.

Finally Scorpius couldn't take the silence and in frustration he turned to Albus and said, "Can't be as bad as a filthy Squib right?!" Dammit, he really wanted to know what was wrong about Lily Potter.

Talk about hitting the nail on the head.

Albus quietly got up and exited the room.

Rose sighed, folded the page, and closed the book.

Then it dawned on Scorpius.

"Oh, god." He rubbed his face vigorously.

"Yes… Lily is a Squib." Rose swallowed hard and searched Scorpius's eyes.

"Please don't tell anyone."

"I promise." Scorpius shook her hand to seal the deal.

He then stood.

"I must find Albus and apologize." Scorpius nodded to Rose and left the compartment.

All Rose could do was stare at the seat across from her and eyed the unexploded cards. She didn't feel like reading anymore.


Ginny gushed about Albus's last year and how he would graduate come December which was only two months away. Lily frowned and swirled her cereal. She was now sixteen and beautiful with long flowing auburn hair (different color shade than the trademark Weasley clan), with freckles on the bridge of her nose finished by a pair of honey brown eyes. Ever since that day where she learned she was a Squib, she stopped believing in magic.

She stopped talking altogether.

"Mom, aren't you going a bit overboard?" James exasperated by the amount of decorations he needed to cut out. He tried to sneak in his wand to do the job, but Ginny gave him a sharp look. The Potter family agreed (excluding Lily), that whenever they were in Lily's presence they would not do magic. It would only serve as a painful reminder.

"Lily, what would you like for dinner?" Ginny asked in a vain attempt to get an answer, but she hasn't gotten a word out of Lily in six years… not that it stopped her from trying every day.

Since she stopped talking and became mute, Ginny and Harry didn't enroll her in a Muggle School. Though she was home schooled by Ginny whenever she found time not writing articles for The Daily Prophet.

"Hey Lils, will you help me here?" James somehow got himself tangled up in the cutouts.

Lily just gave her brother a disparaging look, got up from the kitchen table and dumped the rest of her cereal down the sink. She turned and left the kitchen quietly.

James groaned and started to struggle.

RIP!

Ginny paused from her cooking and glanced back.

James had ripped a section out of the decorations to free himself.

"Whoops?" James offered.

"WHOOPS?!!!" Ginny shrieked and tried to hit him with the wooden spoon she was holding.

"Do you realize how long it took me to get those materials?!"

James could only yelp and dodge his mothers artful strokes with the spoon.

The boy-who-lived aka James's father decided to enter the room.

"What did you do?" Harry sighed and dropped his overcoat onto a chair.

He recently got back from another scouting mission and he was exhausted.

"Me?! I did nothing!" James offered innocently.

"He ripped my decorations!" Ginny took a final swipe at him.

"Gin, please calm down." Harry said tiredly and cupped his face.

She noticed the change in her husbands demeanor and grew worried.

James was thankful of the reprieve, gently nursing his head.

"There has been another attack."

Ginny sat down at the table, James followed.

"Rogue Death Eaters are now seeking out those who were in the Order and killing them." Harry's face reflected a broken man.

"Who?" Ginny whispered, her heart ready to shatter.

"Neville and Hannah." Harry uttered out.

The wooden spoon fell onto the floor with a clatter.

Ginny started cry.

"We must up our security shields around the house." Harry knew that if they didn't take action now, his family's life could very well be in jeopardy.


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