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Last Time on Chapter 13

James learned the truth about being a wizard and Harry and Draco found themselves in trouble about teaching James what he needed to know in a short amount of time. James learned he had a sister and learned she was now out to kill him. Harry had to sacrifice all his pride to go to Private Drive, with James driving, to see an old friend.

Now onto Chapter 14

"You're really a freak and stupid to of come here," Timothy, Dudley's friend, growled.

"Oh just shut your worthless mouth or I'll kill you where you stand." Snape growled.

Timothy opened his mouth but closed it again when he look at Snape and saw Snape was fully serious; Snape even had his hand in his robe ready to pull out his wand.

"So, James, how is Oliver doing?" Harry asked, trying to kill the awkwardness in the air.

"He's doing fine last I saw, which was before he dropped me off at the house." James said.

"Well he said he was going back to his parent's house to get everything straightened out." Draco said.

"Well I haven't heard from him," James said, pulling out his phone and looking at it for a message or a call. "Can I call his real quick?"

"Sure, but we'll be there soon and I don't want you on the phone when we get to Longbottom's house," Draco said.

"Okay," James said, dialing Oliver's number and holding the phone to his ear.

The phone rang a few times before Oliver picked up and answered with a "Hello?"

"Hey, Oliver, it's me, James, I was wondering how you were doing?" James said, sounding a bit nervous.

"Oh, James, um, now's not the right time to talk… but I have something I want to tell you and I do think it'd be better if I told you in person…" Oliver said, sounding just as nervous as James.

"Why, Oliver, what's wrong?' James asked.

"James please, I don't want to talk about it right now, and especially like this." Oliver said, his voice starting to break.

"Oliver, you're scaring me, please tell me what's going on that has gotten you upset!" James cried, as he stopped walking.

"You guys go on, I'll stay with James and we'll catch up with you." Draco said, stopping.

"Okay, just be careful Dragon, I got attacked around here a few times while living here." Harry said, giving Draco a peck on the cheek.

"Will do," Draco said, knowing they couldn't use magic in the area.

"James, please stop, I'm already crying right now to it… I don't want to keep it from you, and I hate that I did it but still… I can't tell you just yet and when I do you must promise me that you'll remember that I'm really sorry for it." Oliver cried.

"Oh my… did you have sex with Josh, you did didn't you?" James asked, totally surprised.

"James, I…" Oliver started.

"You went to that club, got drunk and had sex with him, didn't you?" James accused.

"JAMES, LISTEN," Oliver yelled. "I'm upset because I have to break up with you because I have to get back together with my ex-girlfriend. The reason for this is that I got her pregnant and her parents know. Now they're going to sue unless I get back together with her and help take care of the kid." Oliver said.

"Oh…" James said.

"The whole thing is that she-she-she..." Oliver said, starting to get very choked up.

"Oliver, please, I don't want you to beat yourself up over this, I'm okay that you have to dump me, really, but-" James said.

"Nothing, it's my kid and she was actually planning on getting an abortion but the opportunity has pasted! I told her that the two of us, you and me, were going to take care of it after she gave birth to it." Oliver said. "I want to be with you forever, because I lo-" Oliver added only to be stopped.

"Oliver, OLIVER, what's wrong?" James yelled into the phone, getting Draco worried.

"Hello James, my dear brother," a voice said from the other side.

"Who are you," James asked, starting to shake.

"Hmp, you'd like to know my real name but you can call me 'Xic'." She said.

"What's that mean?" James asked.

"The Bringer of DEATH," she exclaimed.

James froze, unable to move or speak to what she had just told him. Just as Draco leaned in to listen into the phone conversation, James removed it from his ear and put it on speaker.

"What do you want with him," James asked, faking the fear in his voice.

"I want to kill you, you are worthless prate and need to be destroyed and once I do, I'll have my revenge for what you did to me!" she laughed.

"What did I do to you?" James asked, completely unsure about it himself.

"You allowed me to be captured, you allowed me to be kidnapped, you allowed me to be raised by the Wesley boy your father's hate so much, after I got stolen by him and he put me into Angel's family so I could get my revenge on you." Xic said.

"What, I don't know what you were talking about," James said, truthfully.

"You will in due time, my brother," she said and with that she hung up.

"James, the night we found you creating her, was the night she was taken from us… we came in and the guy grabbed her after trying to grab you but you had a shield around yourself…" Draco said, "She had looked towards you and you only closed your eyes and cried as she was taken away and the guy disappeared in black smoke."

"So it is my fault," James quietly said.

"No it's not, now let's get going before they're too far ahead," Draco said, pushing James forward.

"I don't know if I can continue anymore, she killed Oliver… and I love him and now I can never be with him again." James cried, falling to his knees and placing his hands on his face.

"You really are your father's son," Draco said, pulling James up with one arm to help him walk. "Just remember this, this would have never happened if it wasn't for her. You can blame her all you want but you can't blame yourself, you didn't kill him. She did."

"I know," James cried, breaking off from Draco and starting to run in the direction Harry, Snape, and Timothy had been going. Draco shook his head and ran after him, knowing this wasn't going to be a easy night, let alone an easy week.

"James, Draco, what's with all the hurrying?" Harry asked, then noticed that James's eyes were red and his cheeks were wet with tears.

"Draco, what's wrong," Harry asked.

Draco pulled Harry over to the side and whispered "She killed Oliver and guess who raised her… Ron Wesley."

"No," harry whispered back.

"If you are all done, I'd like to get home to eat," Timothy said, meaning to be very rude.

Harry growled but stopped when Draco placed his hand in Harry's. They all looked at the house and Harry figured it was Neville's house. There were many different types of plants growing in the yard but Harry could tell that they were just a distraction so no one would notice the couple magical plants growing beside them.

Harry walked over and knocked on the door when he noticed that Timothy had disappeared.

They all shrugged it off and looked towards the door when a tall skinny male answered it.

"Hello," he said.

"Hey, is Neville there?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, how about you guys come on in," the man said, turning around so the group wouldn't see the surprise on his face from them asking about Neville. "Do I know you? Sorry for asking it's just Neville doesn't get many visitors." The man said.

"Maybe, we're old school mates of Neville's," Draco said.

"Neville's told me about how school went with him, but he always did forget I went with school with him." The guy said.

"Um, sir, do you recognize this scar?" Harry asked, pulling up his hair to show the scare that was there from when Voldomort tried to kill him as a baby.

"Yeah, my friend Harry has a scar like that. I haven't talked to him in ages after we finally graduated and got away from that wicked boy Ron." He said.

"Harry just tell him, I'm tired of all of this confusion," Snape said bluntly.

"Wait, you're Harry Potter?" The guy asked. "It's me Dean!"

"Yeah, I remember you, and do you remember them?" Harry asked, pointing to Draco and Snape.

"Snape and… Draco Malfoy?" He asked, not sure.

"Yeah, that's their names, now can we get a move on, that psychotic chick has killed my boyfriend!" James said.

"James will you just relax," Harry said, sounding a bit annoyed.

"Harry, he's right, she was at Oliver's house and I believe she killed him. She's really trying to get James to fight her. We need to teach him fast." Draco said, sounding a little worried.

"Wow, I never thought I'd be there to hear "The Evil" Draco Malfoy actually sound worried and or scared about something." Dean said, getting a laugh. "So this must be the baby you were carrying inside you during the seventh year, James is it?"

"Yeah," James barked back, earning himself a smack on the shoulder. "Sorry if I seem a bit cold but I'm worried about my boyfriend!"

"Like father's, like son," Dean laughed.

"Yeah," Harry chuckled. "So we were wondering if you guys would help us teach James things that he'd have to learn at Hogwarts."

"I'd love to, but I'm not sure about Neville, he's sort of been losing it lately." Dean said.

"Like how," Draco asked.

"Ever since he planted this one thing, it's like it's had control over him. At one point he'd be himself and at another, he'd be trying to bring something dangerous and stupid out to the plant saying it's asking for it." Dean informed them.

"Where did he get this plant," Harry asked.

"Some little girl about James's age traded him for clothes with it." Dean said.

"No," Draco, Snape, James, and Harry whispered to each other.

"She got to him," Harry said, "but I doubt she knows who she gave it to. I bet she thought he was a helpless muggle, but then again she wouldn't care whether she gave it to a wizard or a muggle."

"She tried to give it to Dudley next door but he wasn't home and she came over and gave traded with Neville." Dean said.

"Dean, who are you talking to?" Neville said from another room.

"Come see babe," Dean yelled back.

Then they heard footsteps heading away from them and then towards them at a quickening pace. Neville turned the corner and saw it was friends.

"Hello, I'm Neville," he said.

Neville had lost some weight since Harry or Draco had last seen him, he looked a lot taller too. His clothes seemed a bit tight and you could make out the abs he had on his stomach.

"NEVILLE," Harry cheered, jumping into the air as he gave Neville a hug.

"Hey, Harry," Neville said.

"How did you know it was me," Harry asked.

"Because you still look the same as you did when we left Hogwarts. Are you still together with Draco?" Neville asked.

"Yeah, see," Harry said, turning so Neville could see that Draco, James, and Snape came with him.

"Hello Professor Snape," Neville said, making Dean's eyes nearly pop out of his head.

"Hello Longbottom, I see you're doing well, and don't call me Professor, I'm not your teacher anymore!" Snape sneered.

"Wait, you're still alive, I would have thought that you'd be dead, you still look as you did when we first showed up at Hogwarts!" Dean exclaimed.

"Oh shut up you brat," Snape hissed, getting punched by James.

"Watch it Snape, they'll pick up at where you lack in education," James said.

"JAMES," Draco said, as Harry and Neville started laughing so hard the two of them fell to the ground.

"Wow, he has your tongue Draco," Dean said.

"No he got Harry's tongue! He got my ruthlessness!" Draco said.

"But I'm not ruthless enough to kill my sister!" James said which made everyone freeze.

"That is true, so what are we going to do about that?" Snape said bluntly.