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Welcome to chapter 12, I know this was put up pretty quickly, but I'm just itching to get to the really good stuff!

Since the reviews of chapter 10, I've got so many ideas on which way this story is going...y'all are going to love it!

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Achieving the Impossible

Parchment 12: Reminiscing

Her eyes opened, and Lixella peered around lazily. She didn't recognize where she was, but she was oddly comfortable. She knew that it wasn't her room, for the walls weren't even walls. They were just boards of wood, held together by more wood framing. The room was dark and dusty, with a single window that let in blurry rays of sunshine. I was colder in this room, but only Lixella's face was cold. The rest of her was covered by a thick wool blanket. She was lying on her side, staring over at a wall. Somehow, the mattress that she'd usually slept on, was now a makeshift pile of old blankets and pillows. She blinked lazily, still unable to make out all of her surroundings.

There was a strange dizzy feeling in her head, and the sound of thumping came from below this mystery room. Lixella turned over, onto her back. Just as she did, she felt something strange. She suddenly realized that there was no fabric between her and the blanket. Lixella's eyes grew wide as she peered beneath the blanket, to find that she was naked. Her heart began racing, and her mind tried to recall the events of last night. She remembered talking to Draco on the roof , outside of the attic. Suddenly, as if she'd never seen it before, Lixella realized that she was lying in her attic.

She hesitated for a second, still dizzy, and slowly she turned her head. Her heart skipped a beat, she gasped and shot up, clutching the blanket to her chest. Not because she was surprised, but because she was correct. Next to her, still asleep, was Draco. The events of the previous night became clearer to her. She hung her head, unsure of how she felt about all of this. She sighed and looked back over to Draco. It was hard to deny that he looked particularly good in the dusty sunlight. He was lying on his back, with one hand on his bare chest, and the other was reaching across the bed, to Lixella. She was startled from her admiration by a door slamming downstairs. She wondered what time it was, they must've fallen asleep with the sun still up.

"Damn…" muttered Draco as he woke to the bright sunlight. He looked over to Lixella, and began studying her naked back, which was covered halfway by messy black hair. "Damn…" he repeated, once he realized that she was covering her front with a blanket. Then, all at once, the events of the night flooded into his mind. "Damn!" he exclaimed once more, sitting up, "did we?"

"I dunno" said Lixella, "thought I'm pretty sure we did, considering that we're both stark naked in my attic."

"Dear Salazar…" said Draco, "we did! I remember it!"

He looked over to Lixella, his face beaming with happiness and pride. Lixella stared back at him with a twisted expression. She was still unsure of how she felt about this.

"So" said Draco, "was it good for you?"

"Shut up!" said Lixella, grinning and punching his arm, "I don't remember anything."

"Well, you certainly aren't a virgin, Cruxshade…I'll tell you that much!"

Lixella suddenly turned very red, and buried her face in her hands. She must have gotten tipsy last night, or close to drunk. Her head was lightly dizzy, with a bit of pressure on her skull. She massaged her forehead, trying to make the pain go away. Then, a creaking sound came from the staircase. She looked over, screamed, and fell back onto the makeshift mattress, pulling the blanket over her completely.

"I've found them, Nym" Mickey called down the stairs, rolling his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a loud clanging noise, followed by the stomping of footsteps up the stairs. Nym entered, her expression as fiery as her hair. She reached the top of the staircase, and clapped a hand to her forehead.

"Lixella…" she said through gritted teeth

"yes, Nym?" Lixella reluctantly responded from underneath the covers.

"Please tell me you are both wearing pants"

"Okay…umm, we're both wearing pants"

Lixella peered out and gave a worried smile, hoping that Nym wouldn't burst into flames.

"Well, Cruxshade" said Mickey, "you seem to have finally realized that no form of clothing will ever look good on you. Congratulations!"

"The only thing keeping me from killing you, Mageling" Lixella spat, "is this blanket!"

"Well, then thank god for that blanket" he scoffed, "No one wants to see what's under there!"

"Shut up, Mickey!" Nym scolded, "Or I swear to god I'll…Jesus Christ, woman!"

Nym screamed as she looked over to find Lixella standing completely naked. Mickey was staring at her in disbelief, shock covering his face. Draco, however, just had his face buried in his hand, laughing quietly. He knew that Lixella was crazy, but he never expected her to prove it by standing naked in front of everyone. It really showed the length that she would go to have the last word.

"What's wrong, Mageling?" she asked, her hands on her bare hips. "You act like you've never seen a naked girl before. Which is strange considering that you wake up everyday, and look at your vagina in a hand mirror. Just to make sure it's still there!"

Draco let out a rather rude, but not completely uncalled for, snort of laughter.

"Enough!" shouted Nym, "Mickey, go back downstairs! Lixella…for the love of god, woman, locate some damn pants!" She turned and headed down the staircase, "or some underwear at least!"

Lixella's eyes shifted over to Draco. A sly grin crept across her face. They stared at each other for a minute, and then broke out into uncontrollable laughter. Lixella fell back onto the makeshift bed, holding onto her stomach.

"in a hand mirror" Draco said between laughs, "just to know it's there. Really, you…you are…you are too good!"

"did you see his face?" she asked, nearly out of breath from laughter. "did you see his face, when I stood up?…like he'd never seen a naked girl before!"

"he probably hasn't…"laughed Draco, "if he's having to use a hand mirror every day. He probably can't find the hole on his own!"

Lixella clutched her rib cage, she hadn't laughed this much in a long time. The two of them lay there for a while, staring up at the dirty attic ceiling.

"we're still naked, ya know?" said Draco, smiling

"Yeah" said Lixella, "we should probably fix that."


After a few more minutes of uncontrollable laughter, and a few shenanigans, the two of them ended up downstairs. Nym and Mickey were sitting in the parlor, flipping through journals. The day seemed far too relaxed. For some reason, Lixella just felt like doing absolutely nothing. She wanted to sit down, and never get up. She felt like this often, in November. There was something about the month that made her lazy. Perhaps it was the fact that, at Lunareth, this was the final month before winter holiday. Everything was winding down.

"Thank god" Nym said, "you two have, somehow, managed to locate clothing!"

"It's a miracle!" Lixella shouted, throwing her arms in the air, "I have discovered these wonderful things…they're called underwear!"

"Dear god…" Mickey buried his face in his hands, "I have been mentally scarred, for life!"

"Good…" said Lixella, "I can mark that off of my list then."

She leaned against a couch, staring over at her parent's seats. Her stomach began growling. She realized that she hadn't eaten anything in a while, other than butterbeer. Not to mention the amount of "exercise" she'd gotten last night.

"I'm starving" she said, "what time is it?"

"It's around 5 in the afternoon" Nym said, "we've been waiting for you two, so we can eat."

Draco and Lixella exchanged surprised glances. Neither of them had ever woken up this late before. Nym closed the book she was reading, and headed out of the door, and into the dining room. The table had been nicely set, and the food was somehow still warm. "I love magic" Lixella muttered, wondering how long the food had been sitting out.

They all sat down for a meal that was somewhere between lunch and dinner. It was apparent that Nym hadn't cooked, since the food contained no amount of Tabasco. They all sat around and chatted about their past shenanigans in life. A particular topic of interest, was that of Lixella and Nym's rebellious school reputation.

"Oh, do you remember, Nym" Lixella said, "do you remember that one Halloween, when we filled every tree outside of the Dean's office, with Polynesian poppers?"

Nym began laughing, "Oh god, yes! We nearly set those trees on fire, she thought the school was under attack. We got detention for three weeks!"

"Jesus christ, that was you two?" Mickey said, laughing with his head in his hands

"Oh, do you remember when we switched out Professor Carington's soap with hair color gel?" Nym said, her face beaming with joy.

"It was pink and sparkling for weeks" Lixella said, "Or when we decided to have a student sponsored fire works show, during finals?"

"what are you two?" Draco laughed, "the weasley twins?"

"Oh god, do you remember when we used poly juice potion to be the Markinson twins for a day?" Lixella said to Nym.

"We told everyone that we were from Canada" Nym laughed, "and that we couldn't speak a word of English."

"but you'd already spoken English" Mickey said, confused

"That was the funny part" replied Nym, "because after that, the teachers would ask us a question…and we'd suddenly forget how to speak English!"

"Two weeks detention" said Lixella

"second year" said Nym

They both sighed, staring around at nothing, reminiscing on their entertaining past.

"we practically lived in detention" said Lixella, "do you remember, around 5th year, when I had detention, and you had to go to a meeting with the dean. They had to discuss your 'situation', because she wanted to make sure you felt like 'part of the group'. Do you remember what she said to you?"

"you mean after she said my 'outbursts' were results of my home life?" Nym became bitter, Lixella nodded, "oh…you mean, when she said,

'and you can't breath a word of this meeting to Lixella!" they chimed in unison

Lixella kept on laughing, clutching onto her stomach.

"dean Stratoscope knew us so well" Lixella sighed, remembering the headmistress of Lunareth.

"did you two ever pay attention to any rules?" asked Draco. It was surprising, hearing all of this. He knew that Lixella was a rebel, but not to this degree.

Lixella and Nym both looked at each other and laughed. "no" they said in unison, once more. "dean Stratoscope has some stupid rules" said Lixella, "she's just one of those women, who thinks that school should be structured, and that students are simple minded. Like we're all tiny children, scared to face the big bad world!"

"Umbridge…"muttered Draco. He shuddered, thinking of her pink office, with it's ceramic cat plates, and perfectly lined pencils. Everyone stared at him in confusion. He proceeded to explain the personality of Delores Umbridge; as well as her take over of Hogwarts in his 5th year of school.

"Yep" said Lixella, "that sounds just like dean Stratoscope…all of my hate."

"Do you remember that one day?" Nym asked, "when you walked into her 'proper wizarding' lecture class…20 minutes late." she turned to Draco, "proper wizarding was a lecture that the dean gave every single Friday afternoon. Each class was required to attend. We had to sit and listen to her talk about wizarding etiquette, and acting like young ladies and gentlemen, for an hour."

"oh yeah" Lixella said, "I remember, because I came in 20 minutes late…and she was outraged. What did I say to her?"

"I remember" Mickey said, "you said, 'well professor…I don't very much see the point in being on time to a class that is lowering my IQ."

"Nice" said Draco, Lixella nodded.

Lixella thought back to her times at Lunareth. She and dean Staroscope always had a hatred for one another. Lixella stood for learning freely, while Stratoscope stood for creating structure. During this time in her life, Lixella was a rebel against nearly anyone that told her to sit and be silent. Which is exactly what dean Stratoscope did. To this day, Lixella still despised the woman, and her massive amount of rules. Students weren't children, they were students. Therefore, they needed to be prepared for life.

"Do you two remember the goats?" Mickey asked out of nowhere

Lixella and Nym smiled broadly at each other, "the goats!" they both shouted.

"goats?" Draco asked in confusion

"so, there used to be this park" Lixella started, "it was kind of a private spot for students to escape from teachers and skip class. The teachers knew about it, but it was kind of like this taboo thing…"

"Yeah, and then the dean decided that it was naughty" said Nym, "and she opted to mow it over, and plant a 'friendship' garden. The student body was outraged…but they mowed it over, nonetheless."

"As if Stratoscope cared what the students thought" Mickey rolled his eyes, "she only ever said that we would 'thank' her in a few years."

"Yeah…"Lixella swallowed a piece of pork chop, "anyways, Nym and I knew that we had to do something about it. This time she'd gone too far…so, there were these goats. They were used to feed the school's dragon."

"Herds of them…"Nym said, picking up the story, "so Lixella and I decided that they might want to try some of the lovely food in the friendship garden."

"So we let them loose" said Lixella, "and, just as a last remark, we put up a sign that said, 'Thanks for the goat chow, Stratoscope!"

"You two are mad!" laughed Draco, "positively mad!"

"what was that…fourth year? no…fifth year?" asked Lixella

"Mmm, I think so" said Nym, "we had detention for the rest of spring semester…"

They both looked at each other, "worth it" they nodded in unison.

In their time at Lunareth, Nym and Lixella had certainly left a legacy. It was for this reason that Lixella couldn't ever call Hogwart's her home. She would forever remember her rebellious days in school. The two of them were legends, but they couldn't exist without the other. Nym was her best friend, without whom, Lixella wouldn't be half as interesting. Nym gave Lixella this sense of adventure, that she lacked most of the time. Lixella gave Nym someone to run around, and go on adventures with. They were best friends because they needed each other, in order to stay entertained in life. Nym chased this feeling of being alive, because she found everything else so boring. Lixella needed something to push her out of the ordinary, and Nym did that for her.


Mickey left after that day, he had to get home before his parent's did. Nym kissed him goodbye, and told him to stay safe. Lixella was more than happy to get him out of her house. However, she couldn't help but notice that he had changed a bit. Mickey had gone from being a completely pompous ass, to a semi-tolerable pompous ass. There was something different about him, for sure, but Lixella couldn't figure out what it was. He was much more tolerable, and seemed a bit more open around her and Nym. She was still skeptical about him, though, it would take a lot before she trusted Mickey with her best friend.

"Oh darn…"she sighed, slumping into a chair in the parlor. She turned to Draco, "you have to leave in a few days, don't you?"

He nodded and her heart sank a little. She wanted to go back to England with him, but she knew it wasn't an option. She was so close to her goal, so close to resurrecting the banshees. All she had left to figure out was how to purify a soul. Lixella stared out of the window, towards the white willow tree.

"Why a willow tree?" she mumbled

"Some religions believe that Wilow trees guide lost souls into the afterlife" said Nym, "isn't that the point of the one back there?"

"yes, but how do I connect with it?" asked Lixella, "it's not like it can talk"

She stared at the tree for several minutes, contemplating how to make a connection.

"isn't your wand made of willow?" Draco asked

Lixella looked puzzled for a bit, then pulled her wand from it's case. She turned it over a few times in her hand, admiring the detailing.

"Willow wood and unicorn hair" she said

"where'd you get it?" Nym asked, "Ollivander…or Madame McClure?"

Madame McClure was a witch who lived in Serenity Hollow, the American equivalent of Diagon Alley. She made most of the wands for the children at Lunareth. It was a decision, and preference between families; wither madame McClure, or Ollivander.

"Neither…"Lixella said, "My grandmother had mine specially made."

"You can't do that" said Draco, confused, "can you?"

"the wand chooses the wizard…" Nym's voice trailed off

"It did choose me" said Lixella, "it was a private dealer. A man that my grandmother knew very well. Actually it was Professor Wynchester, the wand lore professor, from Lunareth. He made my mom's wand too. He owns a small business, out in Virginia. My grandmother took me there, and that's when it chose me."

Lixella knew that her wand was made for her. She had never felt such a connection to any object before in her life. There was something strange about it. It was as if her wand knew her potential better than she did. Every time she casted a spell, she had this feeling of pushing herself a little farther. As if her wand was trying to tell her that she should keep going, keep learning. This was part of the reason why she was so good at dueling, because she could push herself farther.

The other part was the fact that her father had trained her to be able to defend herself against anything. He was brutal when they fought, he wouldn't hold back. At times, Lixella's mother would have to stop him from causing too much harm. It was her father's only flaw, in her opinion. He wanted his daughter to succeed so badly, that he was willing to use force to push her there.

"do you think?" Nym paused, "do you think it could be made from the tree in your back yard?"

Lixella hadn't considered this before. Surely, it was possible; but, she had never seen any bark be taken from that tree. How could they make a wand from the tree, without having at least a branch from it?

"I've never seen it be cut…" Lixella said

"if only we could go ask him" said Nym, "he'd be teaching right now, Lunareth will be back in session tomorrow."

"Then let's go" said Lixella, "we can give you a disguise, Nym. I doubt anyone will question why I'm there. And we'll just say that Draco is new."

"we don't exactly have anyone for poly juice potion, Lixella" said Nym

Lixella got up from the chair, and made her way over to the door. She called Lita into the room, and asked her to retrieve something from the kitchen. "oh, dearest, Nym" said Lixella, "you forget that my dad was an inventor!" Lita returned with a small jar of orange food chunks. Lixella opened the jar, and took one out. "This…" she said, holding up the orange chunk, "is something my dad called 'INSTA-disguise'. It's guaranteed to keep someone under a disguise, without needing any kind of hair, like a poly juice potion does!"

"Brilliant" said Draco, "how does it work?"

"It just rearranges a few features on your face" said Lixella, "like, it'll make your hair longer, and your nose smaller. Just enough so that no one can really tell who you are!"

"how long does it last?" asked Nym

"For…I don't know" Lixella paused, "All I know is that you have to stay away from water. It washes the effects off of your face. My dad never truly tested it on any kind of long term mission."

"I say we go, then" Draco nodded, "then you can figure this out, and get back to England faster!"

"I second that!" Nym raised her hand, "except for going back to England, I'd rather you didn't do that part! I'm having far too much fun here!"

Lixella laughed, and put the bottle of INSTA-disguse, onto the table.

"Well…" she said, peering around, "it's back to Lunareth then!"


Finally, I get to take you all to Lunareth! oh you're going to love it, and dean Stratoscope!

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