Part 3 : The Box and The Toad

"How are you, my friends?" Gwen asked, mumbling to herself in an unsure manner. "No, that won't do. How are you, gifted magnificent... centaurs? No, that'll just make them blow up. Hello, guys, did Mars shine tonight? Nope, that just gives me lectures that I didn't understand. Hey, did you confidently drag a pink toad recently? Because she's a worthless minister worker. No, that's making the toad set off to me tomorrow. This is frustrating!"

"You call mumbling, frustrating?" a voice make Gwen suddenly stopped, and she grimaced. "I got to stop Bane from killing the poor toad, Gwen, that's frustrating."

"Hey Dane, 'zup?" Gwen said, forcing smile. Dane's a centaur, one of the herd, but he's the quiet one, very different than his brother, Bane. He's a bit of an outcast, and he's a bit understanding toward Wizard, spent time a lot with Firenze. If Gwen's favored by the Centaurs, Dane and Firenze almost worship her. Well, it's a bit of the truth, since Gwen's still tolerable by the colony.

"Party last night, the lady's a disaster. You're here to take her out, right?" Dane asked, making Gwen nod her head slowly.

"If it's not defying your brother and the other, I am."

"It is not," a bigger voice, a bit wiser one, making Gwen cursed herself, not preparing herself for this. "For we have done all we need to punish her."

"If it's not rude to ask," Gwen started slowly, raising her eyes to the Centaur. "What did you do to her? For I wanted to punish her on my own."

"Punish her on your own?" Ronan took a step closer to her, while Gwen didn't falter. "For what do you plan to do that?"

"I haven't gotten any message from my son, all because of this Dolores Umbridge. She put all tracker to owls, for it would be dangerous when she noticed it went to the forest. I wish to put her on the place with what she has done if it is alright with you," Gwen said, making few centaurs nod. They brought her to one of the caves on the forest, where she found a fat woman with dirty pink clothes, her hair's messed up.

"Who are you! I demand you to tell me who are you, and get me out of here! I am Undersecer-"

"Oh, Ronan, shut her off!" Bane groaned, while Gwen shook her head and waved her wand, non-verbally cast a silencing spell.

"I'll take her, Bane, no need to hear her voice again."

"Which boy, 'Mione?" Ron asked, in the hall. Hermione shook her head, making Ron stares at Harry in wondering gaze.

"Don't look at me, Ron, I don't know which one," Harry retorted, raising his hand in mock surrender. They kept staring at the gate, until a boy with long black curly hair, familiar shining blue eyes, perfect sharp jaw, Gwen's pointed nose, and Ravenclaw uniform came in. He's beyond average handsome boy, they can say that. He walks in with a few boys, not just Ravenclaw boys, but a few Hufflepuffs as well.

"That's him, isn't it?" Harry asked, making Ron raised his brow. Then Hermione suddenly closed her books.

"Yup," she said, standing up, followed by two boys.

"Cepheus," Hermione called with a bit out of the breath voice, stopped in front of the intelligent looking boy. Cepheus stopped listening to one of his friends with an excuse and took a few steps toward the girl.

"Hermione Granger, right?" he asked, with a thin smile, not noticing two boys behind her.

"Yeah. Have you heard about yesterday?" Hermione asked, making the boy scrunching his brow up.

"How could I not, news travels fast, with or without Umbridge to hide from," Cepheus grinned. That's when Harry decided that this boy is more like Gwen than he ever imagined.

"Well, we met someone, and that someone wanted to give you something," Hermione said, fastly. Suddenly Cepheus' smile faltered, she looked at them with a worried gaze.

"Is she alright?"

"Yes, she is. Here you go," Hermione given the package to Cepheus' worried gaze. Without any doubt, Cepheus ripped the wrapper, showing a box and envelope. He put the box on the table, and sit on it, moving the envelope, searching for a writing.

"Cepheus, are you alright?" a girl's voice asked. They all stared at next of the boy, founding a girl and a boy, staring at him worriedly. They sat on Cepheus' right.

"It's mum," he said, making Harry, Ron, and Hermione stared at each other, wondering to each other.

"Oh, you three can sit," a boy, next to the girl told them. The three nodded to each other, and sit. Hermione sits on the front of Cepheus, and Harry next to her, with Ron following them.

"What did she say?" the girl asked. Suddenly Cepheus teared up, reading the letter. "Cepheus, what's wrong?"

The boy closed his eyes, his hand let go of the letter, and cried in silence. The girl took the letter, and read it for a second before frowning.

"Oh Cepheus, I'm so sorry," she said, moving the boy, so the boy cried on her shoulder.

"What's wrong, Edith?" the another boy asked.

"His dad, Chad, Uncle Everard," the girl, Edith said, hugging Cepheus tighter. Tears came down from the girl lashes, making Chad, the other boy with black straight hair, and gray eyes took a hold to his friend's hand. Hermione stares at them worriedly, while Ron tries to remember where did he hear these names. Edith? Chad? Everard? He has heard it once, but he couldn't remember where.

"What's inside of the box?" Harry couldn't help but ask, making Chad winced, and stares at him with sadness.

"There's only one possibility, his heirloom ring."

I finally updated. Yes, if you want to ask, this story is currently make, and updated. Unlike the other stories that i made, that i write as far as i could, then updated slowly, no. This story is currently written. a part, then edited, then updated. This is not perfect, i know