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All right so I am updating this story. (FINALLY!) I know I took forever, I will never let it go this long again, you have my word. I swear on my friend Deci's grave…and Larzie's grave. Forgive me and please read it? PWEASE! I BEG OF YOU PWEASE! Thanks!

Edit: Good thing Deci and Larzie aren't dead :) Also thanks to Tally who reviewed this chapter and pointed out that Draco didn't marry Pansy.

Chapter 4: There's no place like Hogwarts

James was pacing the small cupboard, as Albus sat in the middle of the floor shaking his head at his brother.

"Would you stop! I'm tryin' to think of a way to get him back. Your distracting me!"

Albus just continued to shake his head.

"Well…do you think he's smart enough to be able to apparate?"

"He's only in his second year…Are you CRAZY?"

"Sorry it was just a thought…"

Wait a minute…didn't Dad have a story about riding something…Testrals or something to London one time? I think that was when he and Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron along with Professor Neville and Luna went to the hall of mystery or something at the ministry…

"I've got it!" Yelled James.

"Shhh!"

"Sorry, were gonna ride those testrals things in the forest. I'm sure Hagrid could show use the way, he wouldn't want any of us to get into trouble…" The idea was forming in James mind as if it were told to him by a bunch of angels and it had no flaws, except…

James flung the invisibility cloak over both of them.

They quietly opened the door and crept along the corridor.

It wasn't long before they were out of the castle and safely crossing the grounds to Hagrid's Hut.

Tap, tap, tap, went James' knuckles on the door.

"Who's there?"

"It's James and Albus, can we come in Hagrid?"

The door opened and Hagrid thought a breeze had blown in until the boys removed the cloak.

"We need some help, can you help us find the testrals?" James asked Hagrid, "I don't have my broom yet because I forgot it and Mum hasn't sent it to me yet. I would use the schools brooms but they suck. So will you show us?"

"You haven't even told me what ya' need'em fer." Hagrid told him.

I was hoping you wouldn't ask.

Albus came to the rescue. "We need to practice quidditch and want more of a challenge so we instead of brooms we want to try thestrals." Albus corrected his brother's mistake before Hagrid could get offended or something.

"Oh…it's the middle of the night, but I guess that makes it even more challenging huh? Alrigh' here we go."

Hagrid grabbed his crossbow, that was about half as tall as Albus, and a lantern. He lit the lantern as he whistled for Fang to join them. Fang, was in his old age though and preferred to nap most of time instead of wandering the forest. Hagrid grumbled about the dog being lazy and then they were off.

Once inside the forest Hagrid started tracking the elusive beasts and James and Albus followed in silence.

After about 2 hours of this Hagrid stopped and turned to look at them, he appeared quite pleased with himself.

"What's up Hagrid?" James asked.

Suddenly Albus clapped a hand to his forehead and turned to James. "I just remembered…we've never seen death. We can't see thestrals. This quidditch practice will be way fun while we float on nothing in midair."

"Here I'll help you find'em."

"Thanks Hagrid." James said gleefully.

Hagrid picked them both up and put each of them down on what appeared to be midair.

Then he hit the rumps of the two thestrals and James and Albus flew into the air.

"We've hit another snag James!" Bellowed Albus to his brother over the wind rushing through his ears. "We have no idea where Scorpious lives!"

"Do you have your mirror?"

"I do, I don't know if he does."

"Try it!" Ordered the older boy as they flew aimlessly through the sky.

Afraid to let go, but knowing he had to if he was going to help his friend, Albus released the mane of his thestral which he had been clinging to. He groped into his pocket and found the mirror. "Scorpious, can you hear me?"

Scorpius heard Albus' voice coming from somewhere, then he remembered the mirror in his pocket. He worked it out from his pocket which was no easy task, as the seatbelt got in the way.

"I hear you Albus? Where are you guys?"

"We are flying somewhere over London, I think…where is your house?" Came the voice from the mirror.

Scorpius gave Albus the address and a few landmarks to look for to make sure it was his house.

"Thanks, We'll be there as soon as we can find it."

Albus pushed the mirror deep into his pocket and gave the address to his brother.

It took about three hours and a half of flying through clouds full of condensation and other things but they finally found their friend's house.

Dripping wet from the condensation they walked towards the house.

"Wait James." Albus removed the mirror again and spoke to it once more. "Which room is yours? Does it have a window?"

"No it's in the basement, but the parlor window should be cracked and my parents should be asleep. It's the window on left of the front door."

They crept up to it and slid it aside silently. Albus boosted James up through it and James pulled him up.

The house was completely dark and devoid of any noise.

They both started crawling around and feeling along the walls for a door.

"Psst, over here Albus." They made their way through the door and listened intently. There seemed to be no change in the atmosphere and they made there way towards a dimly lit set of stairs.

The stairs creaked a little as they descended towards the basement but nothing seemed to stir. Not even a mouse peeked out of it's hole.

They looked in a doorway and found a large bed with two occupants in it.

Albus took it that this was Scorpius' Parent's room and began to back out of the room and shut the door. He ended up tripping over James and falling into the hallway.

The occupants of the bed began to stir and Draco Malfoy sat upright in bed. Albus and James scuttled out of sight before they could be seen and hid in a dark musty corner under a dark black table.

Getting out of bed, Draco, walked down the hall inspecting each room there. He opened a door took a quick glance around and walked back out shutting the door again. Then he stood there for a minute with his hand on the doorknob before peeking back into the room.

He walked slowly in as his eyes widened and he stood there staring at his son, who wasn't supposed to be there.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Thundered Draco as Astoria Greengrass, Draco's wife, came rushing into the room.

"I-uh…I was transported here accidentally…by this chair."

"A prank no doubt." said his Mother.

Scorpious nodded his head in agreement but his father didn't buy it.

"Astoria go back to bed all right, take your sleep draught, alright? I'll be there in a little while."

Scorpious shuddered in fear but hid it from his father as his mother left the room.

Draco waited for a few minutes until he was sure his wife was asleep before looking his son directly in the eyes and drawing his wand.

He said nothing but flicked his wand at his son and Scorpious reacted as though he had been punched in the stomach.

He received about 10 more of these curses, on his arms and legs, as well as his back.

That's gonna leave a mark. It's a good thing Hogwarts robes are long sleeved.

Suddenly there came from behind Draco a fierce yell.

PETRIFICUS TOTALUS! Albus had crept slowly and quietly along the hallway and peered in. Seeing his friend being abused had thrown him into a sort of rage and the need to help him. He flew into the room and pushed Draco's body under Scorpoious' bed before calling for James and jumping onto one the arm's of the chair.

James got on the other one and looked at Scorpious with pity. Then he looked questioningly at his brother.

"This chair can't transport back to Hogwarts. I already tried." Scorpious informed Albus with little hope in his voice.

"Yeah and why don't we just go back the way we came?" James asked.

"There is a problem with that...we can't see the thestrals."

"Good point."

"I wish I were in Hogsmeade, outside of the three broomsticks." Albus said full of

confidence.

Why didn't I think of that? Scorpious asked himself as the chair rose off the floor and began to glow and spin. Then as if flying through space again they came to Hogsmeade and the chair landed outside of the Three Broomsticks.

James looked around for something sharp and found a broken knife on the ground. He quickly cut Scorpious out of the buckle and then took out his wand. He set the chair in the middle of the road and set it on fire. Then when it was nothing but a pile of ashes he pour water on it so he could be sure it was out.

"Come on. We have a long walk back to the castle." Scorpious said.

James shook his head and smiled. He led them to Honeydukes and used the knife to pick the lock. Once inside he led them to the cellar and through the tunnel out of the one-eyed witch.

"Great job James!" Albus cried enthusiastically.

The Pictures and portraits covering the corridor looked at him with murderous eyes before going back to sleep.

They snuck back to Gryffindor House and up into their bedrooms.

Great! We have about an hour to sleep. At least we have that much. Thought Albus before falling asleep and sinking on to his bed.

Scorpius was out before his head even hit his pillow. His last thought though before he finally gave out to exhaustion was, There's no place like Hogwarts.

There we go. Review and once again, sorry this took so long. I will try to keep up and update faster. I am adjusting to high school now and so I should have more time to write. Please R&R, I will only post another chapter if someone reviews on this one. It only takes a few seconds to type a little message. I will update as soon as possible, as long as someone reviews and I promise it won't take longer then a week or two to update. Anyway thanks guys.

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OSK