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Okay, this is going to be a chapter on a lesson with Moody but this time about Boggarts, I know...this lesson wasn't in the Goblet of Fire but, I do like that lesson and this fourth film is coming to an end...but I am continuing on with this story!

20. The Boggart Lesson

It was a couple of days before the third and final task of the triwizard tournament, so the four competitors where taken out of lessons a lot for pep talks and practices. However, George, Fred and I remained normal and the same as we continued to play pranks and ending up in detention. Fred and I had detention the other day but after the professor left to find someone, we started messing around and ending up having many make out sessions.

But today we three were heading to Moody's lesson and I clutched my books to my chest, deep in thought. "What you thinking about in there?" George asked as he threw his arm over my shoulders as Fred's arm was around my waist. Fred shot him a glare and George took his arm away and I couldn't help but chuckle.

I then replied, "I was remembering that Draco said he knew all about me. Would he know about me being the descendant of Gryffindor?"

We turned the corner and Fred said back, "If he does, Georgie and I will hex him until he won't be able to talk again." I chuckled at their vow and noticed them looking at each other and knowing that they were making a promise of it.

We entered the room and saw all of the desks pushed to the side of the room and the only thing in the middle of the room was a giant, elegant wardrobe. Moody came out of his office and stumbled to stand next to the wardrobe. "Alright everyone, line up in single file opposite the wardrobe doors." His loud voice booming and he whole class obeyed.

Moody then continued to speak. "Right. Today we will be learning about Boggarts. Can anyone tell me what they are first?"

I put my hand up slowly and Moody pointed at me. "A Boggart is a shape shifter non-being. It takes a shape of something or someone when it's near a human being, but it will only take the shape of their fear."

Moody nodded at my answer and the twins gave me thumbs up. "Correct Avalon. Do you know how to stop it?"

I nodded and replied, "You cast a spell at it while saying 'Riddikulus', the Boggart or your fear will then look funny and act, well...ridiculous." Moody nodded and then stumbled to the record player, putting on a record and fast, upbeat music started to play.

"Since you're the first one then Avalon, you can have a go first." My smile turned into a frown as Moody waved his wand at the rocking wardrobe and the doors unlocked, one tot hen open and the Boggart flew out. It hovered for a few seconds and then transformed into two hooded people. Their faces clocked but they arms shown and the dark mark - shown that they were followers of Lord Voldemort. I swallowed and gripped my wand. I glanced at Moody and saw something in his eyes - realisation? Surprised? - I looked at the figures and as they were about to remove their hoods, I shouted out, "Riddikulus!"

The Boggart started to change and it did it showed the cloaked people wearing rainbow cloaks this time and doing the River Dance. The students laughed but I stayed silent as I walked to the back of the line. So after Fred joined me and hugged me from behind. "Love, what's wrong? Who were those figures?"

I sighed and turned around and Fred let go of me, "I'll tell you later, but…But they were...they were my parents." Fred gave me a saddened look and hugged me, not talking about it for the rest of the day.

Later that night, everyone met in the common room like I told them to. Fred, George, Ginny, Harry, Hermione, Ron and Krista were all here surrounding me. "Okay. Before any of us were born, Voldemort, before known as Tom Riddle, attended Hogwarts himself. He had two right hand people. A boy who was called Zane Soler and Crimson Storm. They were The Slytherin Trio, Tom trusted them and they listened to his every word and looked up to him. But they both fell in love, at first, Tom was against it, but they proved themselves to still be together but remain loyal to the Dark Lord and soon, he accepted them together.

"After they left Hogwarts, that was when Tom changed and became Voldemort, he asked his right hand people if they would stay by his side even though his heart had gone down an evil route. They instantly said yes, and they obeyed every command and followed his orders, even if it meant killing someone or stealing something, they would be the first people he would ask. But one day, Zane and Crimson got married and 10 months later, a baby had arrived.

"They named him Kester. At first Voldemort was thrilled, a little baby that would grow up in a dark world and a believer of him. But it took effort and dedication to take care of a baby. But Voldemort tolerated it. But then another baby arrived. It was me." I paused and swallowed, looking at everyone as everyone was still staring and listening, I then continued. "They named the second baby Scylla, but this time, Voldemort was against it. He then asked the couple, 'I will give you a choice. Since you have been loyal for many years, I will either let you leave and look after your children and I will carry on without you. Or, you abandon your children and continue on with me and still give me your loyalty and trust.

"They choose the latter instantly. They left the castle that they were occupying, leaving a new born me on the floor, crying and cold. But someone found me, they gave me milk and some food. It was only a six year old Kester. Since he was six he knew how to walk and already knew how to care for a baby. From that moment he looked after me. We were...homeless and orphans. We lived in the shadows and Kester would go out to find food for us both. But one day, when Kester was 10 and I was four, Mr Zonko's saw us and let us into his shop. He gave us plenty of food and drinks.

"That day, he offered a small job to Kester, just cleaning some sides and helping people out. Kester agreed and Mr Zonko's even paid him. That day Kester has always been working for the man and has always cared for me. I've always been in his debt and always been scared of anyone finding out about my parents. That's why, I ran from Draco after what he said about knowing my parents and me and Kester are so close." I finally finished speaking and silence fell. I simply nodded and stood up, to start walking to the bedroom to go to bed.

"Where you going?" Harry asked, everyone else standing up.

I turned round and looked at them all, "I thought that, since of my past, you lot wouldn't want to speak to me." Fred came towards and hugged me, holding me to him, like he never wanted me to go anywhere.

Krista came towards me with Ginny behind her and touched my shoulder in comfort. "We will always be your friend. Your past is what brought you here to be with us and help us." Hermione said.

"'Moines right. You're not like your parents, bloody hell, you're a Gryffindor!" Ron exclaimed. I chuckled and Fred rubbed my back.

"Hey that's a question. Since you and Kester are descendants of Godric Gryffindor, are you going to take his surname and start up the blood line again?" George asked with a smirk.

I thought about it and then nodded. "Yeah. Time people found out." I replied.

"You better let Dumbledore know. He will let every teacher know and then the news will spread like wildfire." Hermione informed.

I nodded and as everyone headed to bed, Fred stayed by my side, "Want me to come with?" I nodded and we left the common room.

When we reached Dumbledore's, I knocked on the door but it opened. We walked in and I looked round at all of the objects that he had and books that he stored. I looked to see a phoenix with a pile of ashes under it. "Scylla, Fred. What do I owe the pleasure of this late visit?" Dumbledore asked, appearing from a room and sitting in his chair.

He motioned to the other chairs and we sat in them. "Well...there's no other way to say this...but I know that I'm a descendant of Godric Gryffindor." I said clearly, watching as Dumbledore smiled and stood up, walking round his table.

He had a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans and held it out to me, I took one and chewed on it, thankful that it was only a lemon one. He then offered one to Fred, who also took one and screwed his face up. "Vomit." He grumbled out. Dumbledore chuckled and put the box on the desk. "I knew there was something different about you Scylla. But know that you know your true life, would you like the whole school to know?" Fred looked at me and took my hand as I nodded. "Then it is decided. Welcome to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Scylla Gryffindor." I smiled and thanked him, both of us walking out of the office.

When we walked out Fred smiled and hugged me, lifting me up and waving me around in a circle. He put me on the floor and let go of me, "Shall I ask you out again? This time with your true name?" I smiled and nodded, so Fred grabbed my hands and said, "Scylla Marina Gryffindor, will you do me the honour of going out with me?"

I smiled and replied, "Fred Weasley, of course I will." He smiled and then hugged me, but we detached and quickly ran back to the common room as we heard footsteps of a prowling professor.