A girl. She slept over his bed covers. Lily. Lily Potter. She must've just fallen asleep on him. But Albus didn't care and went back to sleep.

Which she was there the next day.

After the win over Ravenclaw, Albus had earned his house team points, making them just under Hufflepuff. But no more Quidditch games until Spring. Next thing to worry about was Christmas. Albus did have to get presents for everyone that's his friends and family. Stacking up to twelve or so presents.

The holidays came near so Albus was given a choice to go home (which is actually school) or stay at school. Of coarse, to be nicer, he scribbled school Albus Potter Second Year Gryffindor, and handed it to Griffiths. Christmas reminded him of his first Christmas while he was in Hogwarts. Though he was at home for the celebration. The Invisibility cloak that never grows weary. The Lavitas Vigra. And the ability to read minds.

Of coarse with stuff like Licorice Wands and Berttie Botts Every Flavor Beans. Rose left to go home on the day before Christmas Eve. More than half the school left. About ten people said their wizarding parents would come here.

Jacob and Micheal left along with Rose. But Aaron stayed with Albus. As did James, Lily, and his parents. And so did Scorpius Malfoy and many others, more than last time, due to Silsbury's return. But many still believe it's still made up, even though Albus's dad and Uncle Ron said they saw him. But people said how do they know its him and they were told they had to believe Albus. Which most of them didn't. Pittiful,

Albus hoped Scorpius would come. He wanted to see something. Last year, when Albus was on the train ride home from Chritmas vacation, he read Scorpius's thoughts. His passion towards Rose Weasley. Albus had nothing against that. Except he was the son of Harry, Ron, and Hermione's rival. It lowered a rank a little.

Christmas Eve, not even noon, Albus walked with Rose, Michael, and Jacob to the train and gave them his best for the vacation, Scorpius and others were with him. Scorpius and Albus were the last ones there. Except for a fifth year Ravenclaw, who was flying around the train until it left Hogsmeade boundries.

Then, Albus turned to Scorpius. He looked a tad bit confused. "So, anything hapen that you would like to explain?" But that came wrong from Albus's mouth. Scorpius yelled that he didn't do it and whipped out his wand. Then he shot a spell towards Albus, who nearly missed it, but didn't take out his wand.

"What are you talking about, I wasn't blaming you for anything!" Albus shouted over another jinx. He stopped jinxing Albus and yelled out "What?"

"I don't know what you were talking about, Iwasn't blaming you for anything. What were you talking about?" Albus rerplied half annoyed at Scorpius's approach.

"Oh, I thought someone told you about the common room's . . . Nevermind. What were you talking about?" Scorpius hesitated.

"Oh, err, last year on the train, I was able to read your mind, about Rose." Albus said choosing his words uncarefully.

Scorpius had a look of embarrassment and anger. But he calmed down. "Eh, that was last year." Albus gave him a look that said Oh, Really? sarcasticcaly. They laughed and started to walk back, "So, how about you, eh?" Scorpius countered.

"Err, never really thought about it." Albus said truthfully. And he didn't. Never really occurred to cross his mind. Scorpius put on the same look Albus did, but he wasn't as good with facial expressions and it looked like he was trying to be surprised but concealing as much as possible. They laughed again.

They walked the rest of the way back in silence. Albus thought about it for a while, there was a third year girl who caught his interest. But she was very close friends with James. Very close. Amber. She had amber hair and eyes. That's why her parents named her Amber. Some people don't look good with freckles, but she did.

But that didn't matter, why did it matter if Scorpius liked Rose? Don't get too friendly, Rosie, Grandfather Weasley would never forgive you for marring a pure blood Uncle Ron said at the train station last year. . .

At the common room, Albus unlocked his Firebolt 4500 to play outside. He brought his winter robes because of the cold. He needed to think about the Four Lords of Cursed Beings. . . He mounted his broom and flew off to the Quidditch Pitch. As he flew around, he thought.

Silsbury's friends and him were kicked out of school. Silsbury was kicked out, I don't know when, and I don't know why. I did my research. Of course, nothing says it. But the school records might. . .