~ Chapter Ten ~

The next day was a little unsettling for Ciaran. His father was keeping a close eye on him and it was beginning to frustrate the young Slytherin heir. He knew that they simply wanted to keep him safe from the Light however this wasn't helping him and just created a larger target for him when Dumbledore finally realized that Ciaran was Severus' one weak spot beneath his Slytherin mask of indifference.

That wouldn't be good for them when it actually happened. Dumbledore would use that one weakness to the best of his ability to trap Severus on his side and keep him loyal through blackmail and any other technique he could utilize with that one simple fact. Ciaran just hoped that his father would be able to hide his emotions beneath his mask when that time occurred otherwise Dumbledore would have them cornered. He would gain the upper hand in the war.

His grandfather was also being overprotective. Even from his residence at Slytherin Citadel, Marvolo was keeping a watchful eye on him and knew immediately if anything went wrong throughout the day regardless of whether or not Ciaran was alone. Ciaran didn't know how exactly he was managing to pull that off but it was very frustrating. At least this way Marvolo wouldn't expose himself to the headmaster… well that was until he realized his grandson was in trouble and turned up to save him again with the headmaster in sight. That wouldn't go over too well with everyone in the school except for the Dark supporters. To have the Dark Lord in the school was likely to cause mass panic.

Regardless of the dangers their protectiveness might cost, Ciaran figured that he would simply allow them to continue their fussing. Until it got out of hand it wasn't doing any harm and only appeared to settle any worries they had over his safety. Sure it made Ciaran feel ridiculous but he could live with it. After all he simply wasn't accustomed to this kind of affection. For now he had more important issues to deal with currently like the Order of the Phoenix.

He knew that an Order meeting had taken place last night regardless of whether they believed they were still safe in Grimmauld Place. After all Grimmauld Place obviously had a new owner, they just hadn't figured out whom yet. Boy would they be shocked when they discovered the truth.

Griphook, the goblin in charge of his accounts at Gringotts, had informed him through mail early in the morning that they had accessed the house even though Ciaran had specifically locked down the house's wards to prevent anyone from entering. It wasn't supposed to be possible but they had somehow circumnavigated the wards and entered Grimmauld Place to hold their 'secret' meeting.

Ciaran had been furious when he'd been told and knew that Dumbledore and the Order would go to any lengths to keep Grimmauld Place as their headquarters now that Harry Potter was missing and Sirius was dead. They may have believed that it was a safe place to continue having their meetings since no one had moved in or claimed it but that didn't make it alright to break into the house. The fury boiled beneath the surface of his mask as he began to plot how to stop them from entering the premises.

Firstly he had to work out how they had entered the Black house.

Well that was simple enough if he thought about it. Bill Weasley worked for Gringotts goblins doing warding. It would have been easy for him to bypass the wards after locating the information that the goblins had stored away for Ciaran's personal use only and allow the Order to enter. With the wards being fooled by the eldest Weasley son anyone magical would have been able to enter the house for a short period of time while he held them open. Bill wouldn't have had to be present either for them to use the house. What they didn't count on was Ciaran being able to tell when they entered the house.

Ciaran smirked. This slight problem was going to be easily fixed. One effortlessly written letter to the goblins and Bill would be out of a job for that and his house would once again be safe from the Order of the Phoenix and Dumbledore. He would no longer have access to the warding information that Ciaran trusted the goblins with and after a switch in wards no one would be able to enter his house.

Yes that one insignificant problem would then be fixed and he wouldn't have to worry about that any longer. With that dealt with he could focus on other important things. He could instead concentrate on the task that his grandfather had given him and Draco.

Unfortunately that would have to wait til later as he was currently headed to breakfast with his Slytherin friends. Not that it mattered. He would succeed in the task if not simply to make his relatives proud of him. That was definitely one thing he had never thought was possible. He actually wanted to make some of his own relatives proud of what he accomplished. A faint smile cracked upon his lips only to be wiped of a second later as they entered the Great Hall.

As usual Crabbe and Goyle were already seated and eating their mountainous pile of food. How they could ingest that amount of food always stumped the students of Hogwarts the Slytherins included. They had tried to get the answer out of them but all they did was grunt once and then return to their food. When it came to food Crabbe and Goyle had a one track mind.

"You might want to start eating Cia, before we leave for class." Draco pointed out trying to gain his attention.

The words barely registered. The nickname however certainly worked.

"Who have you been talking to?" Ciaran hissed angrily yet already knowing the answer.

"Why your two identical ingenious friends that's who. We've been sending letters to each other after I discovered they knew the truth about you and you trusted them. I must say Cia out of all those red headed fools they are by far the best, excluding Charlie of course but he's on our side so he doesn't particularly count then, does he?"

If the Slytherin table didn't have a permanent Privacy ward around it Ciaran would have hit Draco just for speaking that in a crowded room where someone could discover Charlie's secret. No one was to know outside Slytherin that Charlie Weasley actually supported the Dark. That piece of information could be disastrous if discovered by the wrong person. Instead he chose something else as retaliation.

When Draco went to eat another spoonful of his cereal he discovered that his cereal wasn't cereal any longer. It was jelly. His cereal had been turned into red jelly. The Slytherins surrounding them were sniggering slightly at his misfortune but no one else noticed as they hide it from the other houses. Ciaran was simply beside him with a smirk on his face while eating his toast. No one could doubt he wasn't Slytherin. He certainly was sneaky enough.

"Ciaran, that is simply nasty. I at least would have turned his food into something inedible." Pansy said gaining a smirk of her own.

It wasn't every day someone challenged Draco like Ciaran did. Many knowing his position didn't even bother. However even though Draco would more than likely be the dominant one in their relationship, Ciaran wouldn't be a complete submissive. He would argue and fight for what he believed in until Draco understood that. They would make such an agreeable couple when Ciaran finally got his mental balance back after living with those filthy muggles.

The Slytherins sniggered again and turned away as they felt Draco's glare upon them. It just wasn't smart to mess with the Dark Lord's right-hand man's son well unless you were a higher station or just had the recklessness to do so without worry. None of them had that right.

"Come on Dray let's go and see what Professor Weasley has planned for us to learn today." Ciaran said his small smile returning to his face.

Ciaran was glad that Charlie was at Hogwarts as it was beginning to get increasingly difficult to block everyone's thoughts even with Draco by his side basically every second of the day. (He wasn't sure how he had survived without them.) At least in Defence he had two natural blocks there that kept all thoughts from his mind during the lesson unless he concentrated on someone specifically but since this was the only period that he didn't hear thoughts constantly it didn't happen often.

Even if that were the case he was also glad that Charlie was simply there. It meant he had someone to turn to should everything become too much to handle. Sure he could talk to Severus or even Draco but he hadn't known them as long as he'd known Charlie. The trust he had developed with Charlie was much greater than any other he currently held now regardless of blood. No matter what, Charlie would always be the first he turned to until he developed more trust with the new people he had in his life. That however could take some time yet.

Ciaran would slowly build his trust and relationships around him unlike the first time. This time everyone would have to earn his trust before he blindly allowed them to enter his life completely. He would not make the same mistake twice if he could help it.

Upon entering the Defence Against the Dark Arts room Ciaran knew that he would be spending a lot of time here. As usual the room had changed as different teachers passed through it. Luckily it wasn't decorated with cloves of garlic like his first year with Quirrel and it wasn't pink and lacy like Umbridge last year. No Charlie had a style of his own and he was proudly showing it. The room was filled with dragons. Ciaran wouldn't have guest any different.

Posters lined the walls of the room with models hanging from the ceiling. The posters moved constantly yet the models hung and only blew out puffs of smoke and fire on occasion enough to keep people on their feet if they suddenly go too close. Figures lined the window sills and they moved almost like a normal dragon. They breathed fire and even roared though it was marginally quieter than the real creature. Ciaran would compare them with the small figurine he had pulled out during the First Task in the Triwizard Tournament.

There were books along the walls on every subject related to Defence as you could imagine. Ciaran could even see a few that weren't entirely legal though they were hidden behind an impressive invisibility spell. This room would keep all students occupied over the next year no matter what they were interested in, simply for being different yet again and not like the past creepy teachers.

Charlie had yet to make an appearance but he guessed that was because he wanted to make an impression before everyone else to make it seem fair. Ciaran knew that Charlie wouldn't discriminate any houses this year regardless of whether he had previously been a Gryffindor. No he was too noble for that and he had sided with his grandfather because of his new interest with Lucius which he had to hide unfortunately.

Draco dragged Ciaran to a seat on the Slytherin side of the room somewhere in the middle so they would be surrounded by their peers in case the Gryffindors tried anything. There was no doubt that the Gryffindors would try to attack the Slytherins however they wouldn't get away with it, not this year. Their poorly hidden smirks revealed that much as they moved into the room and sat near the front to gain his attention. Ron and Hermione seemed to think and support this as well despite actually personally 'knowing' their teacher.

So when Charlie came down the steps from his office they all cheered like the idiots they were. If they actually believed that they would be allowed to get away with everything in this class they were in for a surprise.

"Good morning, why don't we take a seat and begin the lesson?" Charlie asked smiling kindly.

Only Ciaran and Draco saw through that smile. That smile hide his darker nature so much like Dumbledore that it was hideously scary yet no one else would be able to tell that a Weasley was of a darker nature than his family. Ciaran knew for a fact that Percy was neutral in this war regardless of what his family said about him while the other children were only too happy to side with their parents and not think for themselves. It was sad but true.

"Today we will begin the lesson on reviewing everything you have previously learnt so that Mr Snape may see what he has to prepare for or what he has already learnt. Can anyone tell me what you learnt in first year?"

Not many hands went into the air however as usual Hermione's was first.

"Very well Miss Granger what can you tell me?"

"Well Professor Weasley, in first year we learnt mainly about vampires and other Dark creatures from around the world since Professor Quirrell believed that they were all out to get him. Other than that we didn't learn all that much from him."

Ciaran had to smirk at that. Quirrell had been a pathetic teacher but remarkably good at lying to everyone and hiding the fact he had Voldemort stuck to the back of his head. It didn't really seem fair that not many actually knew that. What a pity.

"What else can you tell me about what you've learnt so far?" Charlie asked noticing the smirk on Ciaran's face.

"In second year with Professor Lockhart we learnt about the numerous falsities that he portrayed as his own works when really they came from others. He didn't actually teach us anything of any value since he truly didn't know anything. Then in third year we had Professor Lupin who taught us about numerous dark creatures such as the Kappa and werewolves." Hermione cast a look at Ciaran as she said Werewolves but he just frowned in confusion.

Yes he knew that Remus was a werewolf but he wasn't a Slytherin for nothing. He wasn't going to be as obvious to allow her to see that he knew Remus at one stage and then link it back to Harry Potter. What did she think he was?

"In fourth year we learnt about the Unforgivables by Professor Moody but he was really Barty Crouch Junior. Then last year we only learnt the theory of numerous curses while some of us created a club and practiced them even while they were technically banned by Professor Umbridge."

Charlie surveyed the room and noticed that the mention of the club brought smiles from the Gryffindors and smirks from the Slytherins. Obviously it hadn't been that secret if the Slytherins also knew about them. Gryffindors for all their bravery didn't have a single cunning or sneaky bone in their body.

"Very well I hope that was of some… use to you Mr Snape."

The Slytherin students snickered at that. As if anyone could find that useful. In the past five years they hadn't learnt much on actual spells that would be used against them in the upcoming war. That was good for the Dark side considering that the Light would have no way to protect themselves against the Dark's attacks. It was pure genius and they had the headmaster to thank for that considering it was him that continuously hired these useless fools.

Now however they had Charlie who more than likely would teach them to defend themselves but not how to attack. Defence only went so far before it broke with one good spell. In a way he was both aiding the Light and the Dark. He was teaching the idiots to protect themselves but keeping them from doing anything too damaging when it came to an attack. It was brilliant and would keep Dumbledore off his back.

"Well then I'd like to find out which of you have done some extra study then when considering the lack lustre Professors you've had in the past. This will indicate to me who knows what and what I should focus more on teaching in the future. It's a simple questionnaire that shouldn't' take too long to complete. It also isn't a test but if I find that some answers are identical I'm going to think you haven't learnt anything and teach you every single thing all over again."

Charlie walked along the rows handing out scrolls of parchment. He knew that many of the Gryffindors would have similar answers so he'd said that just for them wanting to catch them out and give him a reason to hand out detentions or take points. Charlie also knew that the Slytherins would be completely different. They would answer the questions honestly knowing who he truly sided for. It wasn't as if he would be handing their answers over to the headmaster after all.

The lesson was remarkably quiet and Charlie was thankful for that. Five minutes before the bell was to ring he collected the parchments so he could look at them later and plan what they would learn for the next term. He would also have to hand out some detentions or so it appeared. Gryffindors never listened to authority, Charlie thought sighing. As he collected the Slytherin parchments he couldn't help but stop at Ciaran.

"Well Mr Snape it appears as if I won't be teaching you much this year since you've covered quite a bit already." Charlie commented glancing at his sheet.

Ciaran smirked. His father and grandfather had made him study a lot during the times he had free and he'd studied pretty much everything including the Dark Arts and Potions. It would have looked bad for Severus to have a son that didn't know Potions but it would also incriminate him more as Harry Potter so he'd studied hard for that one with the help of Draco.

"Of course he knows a lot he's the son of a Death Eater probably inspires to be just like him." Ron mumbled.

All Slytherins turned to glare at him especially Ciaran and Draco. They wouldn't allow that one to be just dismissed as it often was. No he would pay for that. What they hadn't expected was for Charlie to do anything about it.

"Five points from Gryffindor for insulting another student."

The Gryffindors were gobsmacked.

"But Charlie he's a Slytherin and I'm a Gryffindor you're supposed to be on my side! You're my brother!" Ron shouted.

"Honestly Charlie you're supposed to be on our side at least. We are Gryffindors after all and we're supposed to look after our own." Hermione scolded.

"That is enough and it's Professor Weasley to the both of you. I will not tolerate that type of behaviour in my class Mr Weasley, Miss Granger, twenty points from Gryffindor and a detention with Mr Filch." Charlie growled.

The Gryffindors were all silent after that though it was obvious they were sulking after losing hope that Charlie would support them like Snape did with the Slytherins. Now it looked as if Charlie was going to be more like McGonnagall and treat everyone the same. The Slytherins said or did nothing to anger them further since it would be pointless. They had the Gryffindors right where they wanted them.

The Gryffindors walked sulkily out of the Defence room as the bell rang after having their hopes crushed. Finally they had been put into place and the Slytherins were glad for the change in there demeanour. No longer did they strut about like they owned the place. For how long that lasted no one knew but it was a welcome sight and one they weren't likely to jinx.

Ciaran sidled up to Charlie as the last of the Gryffindors left and the Slytherins started to trickle out at a leisurely pace. Draco followed him motioning for the others to go ahead. It would look too suspicious for all of them to remain behind.

"Hello Charlie!"

"It appears as if you two are doing well." Charlie answered hugging Ciaran warmly.

He hadn't seen Ciaran since he'd had that episode after the Dursley's demise and he'd missed hugging his little brother even if they weren't brothers by blood.

"Well enough for someone who was taken to the headmaster's office yesterday." Draco grumbled tugging Ciaran closer and away from Charlie's embrace.

Charlie smirked. It was obvious that Draco hadn't taken his visit to the manipulative old man well and now he was making up for the "lack" in his judgement by keeping Ciaran as close as possible. There was yet another person to add to his ever growing list of overprotective people.

"You're still in one piece as far as I can tell and you don't look to have been mentally molested. So how have you been?"

"They just worry too much that's all I'm perfectly fine. Citren even destroyed some of Dumbledore's office and munched on Fawkes." Ciaran said proudly, pretty much ignoring the protective and slightly jealous blond.

Charlie had to laugh. "Where is that demon cat?"

Draco blinked. He hadn't realized that Citren hadn't been present at all that day and now that he thought about it, it looked odd.

"He's busy scoping the place I think. You know how he loves to make sure he knows everything about the place he stays at." Ciaran answered.

Great that meant the demon cat could be anywhere, Draco thought, including the potions lab.

"Well you'd better get going. Don't want you to be late for your next class do we?"

Ciaran and Draco smiled and waved goodbye before leaving the classroom. If they were caught being more than friendly to Charlie it would ruin not only their cover but Charlie's as well and they couldn't have that before the time was right. Until then they would just have to remain neutral to each other.

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Regardless of the amount of badgering Draco had done, Ciaran had still decided to take on Divination for the one reason that only he knew. Trelawney really did have the gift. She had prophesized the Dark Lord's fall at Harry Potter's hands and then she had also seen the return of Wormtail to Voldemort during his third year. Sure she acted like a crazy bat but what Seer didn't?

If Trelawney had another prediction during his stay at Hogwarts then he wanted to be nearby where he would hear it first and relay it to his friends on the Dark Side so that they could have an even footing. He knew that Dumbledore would find out about it eventually through the gossip chain at Hogwarts. However if he reported it first then they would have the upper hand and they needed every single piece of information they could get.

He had no plans to discuss this any further with anyone until he had something to go on. Sure he could say that the crazy bat of the Professor could see something but that didn't mean she would. Until then he was going to do what any spy's son would do and that was help his father spy on the enemy.

Entering the room, he coughed slightly at the perfumes that were clouding the room but otherwise ignored it. The only other Slytherin that had taken the course had been Pansy and that was because she could see what he saw in Trelawney, a somewhat gifted seer with the potential to provide them with information.

They didn't really attempt to interrupt her as she ranted crazily about palmistry while the Gryffindors laughed or slept. It really wasn't the time to be doing anything of such if she was saying something worthwhile. Ciaran glanced around the room to see that many of the other students were doing the same. Their thoughts betrayed their feelings.

'Pssh sure there is going to be a flood in the Southern Tower... what is she on? There is no way a tower of all places could flood.' One of the Hufflepuffs scoffed half listening to their teacher's ramblings.

'I wonder what we'll be having for lunch? Actually I wonder what we'll be having for dinner?'

'Will Lavedner notice I washed my hair with her favourite shampoo?'

'Hermione in only a-'

That was one thought from Ron he didn't need to hear.

It was those thoughts and similar that fed through the minds of Trelawney's students. Most students took this class because they believed it to be a bludge subject not because they were actually interested. Out of their year level the only students actually paying any attention to Trelawney was Pansy, Parvati, Lavender and himself.

That was a good thing considering the class was of fifteen students. It meant that only a few would be able to speak of anything she foretold. Ciaran smirked viciously. Sometimes it was worth doing something lax to gain knowledge.

For the entire lesson Trelawny ranted about nonsense things that she had seen. Ciaran didn't believe for a second that she had seen any of those things for when she had seen something she never remembered the event afterwards. So listening to her rant about these was hilarious though neither Pansy nor Ciaran revealed their humour. For the most part Ciaran was just lucky that she hadn't come up to him and predicted his death again.

Not only would that incriminate him further as Harry Potter but it would cause everyone to be suspicious and he didn't need that. However it seemed that she only chose the Boy-Who-Lived to die every year as no one else was cursed with the Grim.

By the end of the lesson, Ciaran could say that it would probably be a waste of time taking the lesson but at least then perhaps he could work on some other things that weren't taught at Hogwarts say his theory in Dark Arts with Pansy. It would give them something to do at the very least. Grinning at Pansy, they left at their usual pace unlike the Gryffindors who practically ran away from the heavily scented room.

At lunch Ciaran turned towards Draco and nodded ever so slightly indicating that it was time for them to begin their true work and for that to occur they needed a well thought out plan.

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"Where are we going to have this discussion Ciaran?" Draco asked as they walked down a corridor on the second floor.

They needed a secret location that would be far away from anyone who decided to follow them more than likely the Gryffindors who had more courage than brains. They needed to talk about their secret mission alone and that didn't include with Severus and Charlie. The success of this mission relied heavily upon their secrecy and so did the future of the Dark's success. No matter what they would succeed.

"Relax Draco I have somewhere that no one would be able to find."

The smirk helped to reassure Draco only slightly as they walked up towards the second floor girl's bathroom. This was a place that no one would willingly enter because of Moaning Myrtle. Draco and Ciaran both nodded to her as they walked in causing her to blush and hide like Ciaran had predicted so they could move up to the sinks.

"Open."

The sinks all moved to accommodate Ciaran's wish, the wish of a Slytherin descendant. Unfortunately there was only one way down and that was through here. Luckily enough he had thought ahead and asked Kreacher to clean everything up but he was to leave the Basilisk if it remained. Upon sliding down he heard the sinks above them close signalling that no one else would be able to enter.

Trading a smirk with Draco they began to walk through the pipes to the next door which open upon command and allowed them entrance into the Chamber of Secrets. With Kreacher doing the cleaning the place looked much better than in second year. It looked like an enchanting underground hideaway that gleamed as the water was reflected off the surrounding walls by torch light.

Off to the left of the room lay the basilisk. It was still in pristine condition much to his shock. The sight alone of the once great snake was enough to leave Draco speechless. He had to admit when he'd first seen the serpent he too had been awed by its beauty however its only use now was as a potions ingredient. Ciaran would have to ask his father whether the basilisk could still be used in potions before bothering to harvest any of it.

In the centre of the room was a simple lounge set and coffee table. He knew that there was a more impressive library and study behind the statue however they weren't here for that currently. Perhaps later they would be able to spend more time in the library but not today. Ciaran sat down on one of the lounges while Draco sat beside him. If it were anyone else then he would have decided out of politeness to sit opposite however he needed to be as close to Ciaran as possible to reassure himself that everything was alright.

"The Dark Lord gave us this task in the hopes it would destroy Hogwarts and Dumbledore's reputation, so how are we to complete it?" Ciaran asked once they were settled.

"I have checked through all the books that we have in the Malfoy library and any of the pranks that we pull on Dumbledore would only get a laugh in this era. No one would take them seriously. No one would take us seriously after that."

Ciaran knew that Draco was correct. Simple pranks would no longer cut it and would only embarrass his father and their noble blood line.

"What we need is a way in which to discredit Hogwarts as the safest place in Britain and through that Dumbledore. However the only way I can think of is to find a way for grandfathers Death Eaters to step foot upon Hogwarts grounds." Ciaran thought aloud.

Draco nodded in agreement. It would be the best way for them to discredit Dumbledore and his power. They needed a way to get the Death Eater's past the wards without Dumbledore immediately being notified. It was definitely a difficult task for not only them but any Death Eater. However they would succeed in this task. The only problem was the how part.

They still had no idea how they were supposed to get a number of Death Eaters to enter the grounds while Dumbledore was unaware. The Forbidden Forest wasn't a choice considering the wards still ran through there and Death Eaters weren't allowed to enter the grounds since a special ward had been added to the school banning them. They couldn't walk, apparate or portkey thorough the wards either. So they had to use a Dark artefact to achieve their goals.

However with Filch checking purchases as they entered the school it was highly unlikely that they would be allowed to purchase something and then bring it in with them. Likewise it also couldn't be sent to them via owl post since that was being checked as well though privacy was respected this year unlike the last.

"That leaves us with any artefact that is already in the school." Draco said sighing.

That didn't really help much at all. Sure there were plenty of Dark objects both in the Chamber of Secrets and the Room of Requirement however they would have to search everything with a fine tooth comb before they decided they were any use or not.

"We aren't getting anywhere." Ciaran said leaning against Draco tiredly.

"What are we going to do then? It's not like we can just shove Dumbledore into the Vanishing Cabinet like Marcus did-" Draco stopped suddenly his eyes alright with brilliance.

Ciaran knew that look. It was a Slytherin's plotting face. Draco had an idea and he knew that he was going to love it! A smirk fell upon his face as Draco turned towards him.

"The Vanishing Cabinet, we can use the Vanishing Cabinet since it links to a twin cabinet in a shop in Knockturn Alley called Borgin and Burkes. We'll have to fix it up since the kid Marcus pushed through only was stuck in the middle however after that is done all the Death Eaters would have to do is walk into Borgin and Burkes pay the man and walk through the cabinet straight into Hogwarts. It would be like a tunnel beneath the castle."

Ciaran laughed. It was brilliant. The plan would work now. Nothing could go wrong now!

"I also had an idea. When the Death Eater's arrive we should use a few inventions against the students such as Weasley Wizarding Wheezes. The twins would delight in giving me some testing products to try out especially if it caught their own siblings. The other students wouldn't even know what happened and then they would be left helpless while the Death Eaters attacked their beloved castle also giving us more time to escape."

Draco smirked and kissed Ciaran's forehead.

"I love how cunning you are. It's a pity we weren't friends before we could have put it to good use."

"However now we get to use it to destroy the Light's last stronghold, isn't that better and more fulfilling?" Ciaran answered smirking.

Draco nodded his head while resting against Ciaran. They wouldn't be able to spend a lot of time down here since dinner would be beginning soon but they would enjoy it before they began their plan and brought Hogwarts down to the ground.

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