A/N: Hello everyone! Isabella Elric here! I am so sorry that it has been forever since I have update! I had started my bachelor degree in Creative Writing and English as well as working. I have been writing little drabbles here and there about my characters. This one is about Albus and Lyra. Now, a small change, in this drabble Albus is a Slytherin and Lyra is still a Gryffindor. Yet, the relationship that I have them with is the same. This is an inside look about their relationship, and how cute they are. I am thinking about putting all the drabbles that I have written up online. Some are not very long, and in my opinion that good. If you like this little Albus and Lyra drabble, I will upload more. Currently, I am working on the final part of this story, and it should be uploaded in a week or two. This time I promise! Well I hope that you like this little drabble!
Everyone thought that all the child from Harry and Ginny Potter would be in Gryffindor. There was no other family that held the values of Gryffindor higher. Yet, on the night of the sorting for Albus Potter, no one was ready for this. Albus Potter was sorted into Slytherin. That wasn't the only shock of the night. Lyra Malfoy, daughter of Draco and Hermione Malfoy, was sorted into Gryffindor. That night was filled with shocks and rumors. Some had said that the sorting hat was getting too old, and had made a mistake with those two. Who would have thought that a Malfoy would be in Gryffindor and a Potter would be in Slytherin? Nevertheless, Albus and Lyra were sorted, and so begins their journey.
Albus, now in 5th year, was sitting in the middle of the Room of Requirements, staring at his Defense Against the Dark Art's book. In class, they were talking about dementors, and what the spell was to defend against them. Of course, their professor told them that they will not be learning the spell until they were in their 7th year. Albus thought that they should be taught now, and had expressed himself in class. The professor rolled their eyes and stated that they didn't have the magical ability to produce a silver wisp let alone a full, corporeal Patronus. Albus rolled his eyes while the professor continued with the lesson. He knew that his father could produce a full patronus at the age of 13 and the rest of his family could do it by the age of 15 to 17. How could the professor say that without even letting them try? Maybe the professor couldn't produce one?
He yawned and stretched his back when a pair of hands covered his eyes. A smile came across his face when he heard a female giggle.
"Guess who?"
"Ah, would it be the lovely and talented Gryffindor Princess?"
Lyra Malfoy laughed as she lifted her hands off his eyes and sat down next to him. Her gray eyes shimmered with laughter while her long curly brown hair was pulled back into a side ponytail. His green eyes stared into her eyes, getting lost within them. Lyra and Albus have been friends since their first year. They were both having problems fitting into their houses. No one understood them, and would make fun of them. No one wanted to be their friends. Albus' older brother, James, and Lyra's older brother, Scorpius, tried to make them feel welcome. James and Scorpius are best friends, and they promised to look after each other's sibling. It was through their brother's that Lyra and Albus had met. Since then, they have been inseparable. Whenever Gryffindor and Slytherin had classes together, they sat with each other. They knew that no one else would sit with them, so having each other was nice.
Through the years together, Albus and Lyra have only gotten super close. They shared everything with each other. They knew each other's secrets and fears. Lyra could tell you what Albus' favorite food and book was. Albus could recite Lyra's favorite passage from her favorite book and knew what flowers Lyra loves the most. James and Scorpius knew that they were falling in love with each other, and would tease them. Lyra would glare at her brother while blushing brightly, and Albus' face would turn red. It was during 4th year that Lyra and Scorpius had shared their first kiss. After that kiss, they agreed that they both had feelings for each other, and started to date. Their brothers had laughed when they found out, and commented that it had taken them a long time to realize their feelings. Then James gave Scorpius 10 galleons which made Lyra punch Scorpius in the arm for having a bet against them.
Lyra's gray eyes looked at the textbook in Albus' lap, and tilted her head, "You want to produce a patronus?"
"I was reading up on it." He said, "How hard can it be? I mean, my father had produced a patronus when he was 13. Your mother was 16 when she could summon hers. Why can't I try?"
"That's true. I just think the professor doesn't know how to produce one so that's why he told us we might not be able to summon one." Lyra said as she took the textbook in her hands.
Her gray eyes shimmed along the page while Albus smiled at her. He loved to watch her read. Sometimes when she was reading, he could see her mind start to work. A small winkle between her eyes meant that she was thinking hard about something. Other times, Lyra's nose would wiggle as if whatever she read was ridiculous.
"What do you suppose a "happy memory" means?" Albus asked, leaning towards her, "I mean what does that entail?"
"Is there a definition for a happy memory?" Lyra asked as she flipped through a few pages, "I know that not every memory is happy, and not every memories is just happy."
"Maybe it has to be the most dominate emotion of the memory."
"Memories are really tricky. Maybe we can ask your dad?"
Albus groaned a bit, "Like he would answer. He barely talks to me, and if he does, he doesn't understand what I am trying to say."
Lyra giggled, "Well, we all know that your dad is no Ravenclaw."
Albus laughed, "Very true."
For the next two weeks, Albus continued to think about what a happy memory means. Could it be any happy memory? How strong is strong enough to produce a full, corporal patronus? Not just any happy memory would do. As Albus had started to think about this, he wrote down his thoughts in his notebook. He knew that he wanted to test the different memories, but what if he didn't have a strong enough memory. Albus had turned to Lyra and told her his fears. Lyra smiled at him and told that he does have a strong enough memory for the patronus; he just has to find it.
Find a strong enough memory? Albus thought as he found himself back in the Room of Requirements. The Room had changed into a practice classroom with pillows everywhere. Also, it had a lot of chocolate bars from Honeydukes on a table with pitchers of water. He was glad that it had that because he was sure going to need it. Albus stood up, twirl around his wand in his hand, as they started to think.
He thought about when his letter came from Hogwarts. He was so happy that he was able to go and practice magic. To have adventures, maybe not like his father, but he couldn't wait to go. Keeping that memory in his mind, Albus raised his wand and shouted, "Expecto Patronum."
Nothing happened. He made a face as he started to think again. Maybe it wasn't a strong enough memory. Then he thought that he mostly felt excited when he got his letter. Maybe it was more exciting then happy, Albus thought as he tapped his wand to the head. I need something that was totally happy. So he started to think about the time Harry took him out for the day. It was a surprise, but it made Albus very happy. Harry never cared about what he wanted to, but today, Harry told Albus whatever he wanted to do, they would do it. Albus did so much that that and Harry laughed and smiled. It was the best time he had with Harry. Albus raised his wand and said, "Expecto Patronum."
A small wisp of silver came out of his wand. He frown a bit. It wasn't strong enough, Albus thought. What is a strong memory? He sat down on a chair that appeared behind him. What if he didn't have a happy memory that would work? Lyra flashed in his mind. Her had her hands on her hips while she had a smirk on her lips. Do you think that you don't have a happy memory that works? Then group them together. She had told him the other night. Who says that you just need one? Albus smiled to himself.
Albus thought about the way that Lyra could always cheer him up, no matter what. The way she smiles and her eyes light up when she sees him made his hear soar. Talking for hours while doing homework together was his favorite time of day. He hoped that it was hers. Albus thought about their first prank that they put together. The first time that he had said hello to her. Lyra's first smile towards him. The first time that they kissed. The first time that they said I love you towards each other. Each memory ran though his mind while he stood back up. Smiling, he raised his wand and shouting, "Expecto Patronum."
A bright silver light exploded from the tip of his wand. The silver light turned into the figure of a huge lion. The lion looked at Albus before letting out a roar and bowing before him. Albus laughed as he returned the bow to the lion, feeling the warmth fill him up.
"Of course, my patronus would be a lion." He shook his head, "Ironic."
The lion walked around Albus before disappearing. Albus let out a loud yell in joy as he ran out of the Room of Requirements. He ran towards Gryffindor Tower. Just as he round the corner to the Fat Lady, Lyra was coming down the corridor. Smiling, he ran up to her, grabbing her and twirling her around. She let out a scream that quickly turned into laughter when she saw that it was Albus. Her silver eyes shimmered as she looked into his emerald eyes.
"You seem really happy." She said, smiling.
"I was able to produce a patronus, and you will never guess how I did it."
"Did you think of me?"
Albus laughed as Lyra rest her forehead against his, "Of course you would guess and be right, my Lyra."
She giggled, "So what is your happiness memory?"
Albus set her on her feet then put his hand on her cheek. Closing her eyes, Lyra leaned into his hand, "You are my happiness set of memories. My Lyra, I love you."
"I love you too," Lyra smiled as she opened her eyes, "So tell me what is your patronus?"
Albus smirked, "A lion."
Lyra blinked, then she started to laugh. Albus smiled as she continued to laugh. I hope that she would always stay by my side. I would be so lost without her. Lyra Malfoy, I hope that one day, we would be married and life will be so much more than it is in this moment. Albus nudged her shoulder then told her he would race her down to the Great Hall before taking off running. She yelled that he was cheating before running after him.
