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Chapter 37 - France

Albus sat on his front porch, waiting for Elise. She was talking to Rose and Lily inside, saying emotional goodbyes like girls do.

"Hey, Al." Said Harry, who had just appeared from the house.

"Hi, Dad. How's it going?"

"I'm pretty good. Excited for the week?"

Albus gave his father a look. It wasn't any specific kind of look, but they both knew what it meant.

"Okay, Al, I know. I just got word from the office. It's saturday." Harry said.

Albus was sort of relieved, but also not. That gave him five entire days with Elise, but it also meant he would have to come up with a reason for why he was leaving early. "When?"

"Your to be home at noon. We're meeting the order and the Aurors at the office at one for briefing. We leave at two."

"The afternoon? We're launching an assault in the middle of the afternoon on a saturday?"

Harry laughed. "Well, they'll expect night time, plus, nobody wants to fight in the dark. Also, it gives us a higher chance of finding them with less people there. They have lives also."

"Makes some sense. I have no idea what I'm going to tell Elise when I leave."

"You haven't told her?"

"I don't want to worry her." Albus said, somewhat truthfully.

"Albus, I think she should know."

"You might be right." Said Albus.

Harry took a deep breath. "Just remember, Albus, fear and doubt show weakness, and if there is one thing that you are not, it's weak. It's okay to be afraid, and it's okay to doubt yourself, but when the time comes, there is no room for it. You keep in your mind that James will be okay, that you will defend your loved ones, and nothing will stop you. The bravest man is not a man without fear, but a man who can look his worst fears straight in the eye and continue on anyway."

He patted Albus on the back before turning back and going inside the house, and was immediately replaced by his mother.

"Hey, Al." Said Ginny.

"Hi, Mum."

"What did you tell Elise?"

"I haven't."

"Which, I think, is a good decision, but I'm sure your father disagrees, right?"

"Yup. Good call."

"You can't just disappear though. Tell her something. You owe her that."

"Okay, I'll figure something out."

"So, what are your thoughts? About going in with them?"

"How do we know he's even still alive?" He burst out, without thinking.

"There is an easy way. He put the fidelius charm on his house, and he was the sole secret keeper, but none of us can speak the location out loud. If they had killed him, we would all be able to, as we would now be secret keepers of his house."

This gave Albus some peace of mind, but he was still disappointed in his deduction skills because he had not figured that out.

"You'll do great on saturday, Al. Now go have fun." She added.

They stood up, and Albus embraced his mother in a tight hug, before she went back into the house as well.

"Ready to go?" Asked Elise, who had emerged in the doorway as soon as Ginny passed.

Without a word, he grabbed her by the hand and disappeared.

He couldn't help but notice the beauty of the place right away. Calling it a nice house was an understatement; it was absolutely magnificent at the least. They were on the cliff, which was about twenty feet off a beach, overlooking the mediterranean sea. There was a cobblestone path that lead down to the beach.

He looked over at the house again and saw a muggle car. His uncle Ron had told him the story of the time he and his father drove a muggle car that was enchanted so it could fly to school when they missed the train in second year. Albus guessed that this car could do the same, but it was much sportier looking then the way Ron described the other one.

This one was a white convertible, with the top down. Upon closer inspection, he saw the words, 'Aston Martin DB9' on the back. This meant nothing to him, but he just assumed it was an expensive, prestigious brand.

"My dad likes muggle cars." Elise said, noticing Albus admiring it. He has a whole collection in the back, if you'd like to see."

"Ya, actually, I really would." He was amazed at himself that he could have the beautiful beach and house here and all he could think of were muggle cars. Albus liked muggle stuff though, which was apparently something he got from grandpa Weasley.

"I'll give you a complete tour. Let's go inside first." She pulled him inside and he put his rucksack on the ground. "I'd keep that, you can put it in my room when we get there."

"Your parents don't mind us sharing a bed?"

"They don't care, they know we aren't kids anymore." She said, adding a little wink. Albus laughed.

"This is the kitchen." She said, and Albus saw all the pots and pans cleaning themselves over a massive metal sink. They moved into the next room.

"I don't know if you watch TV, but we've got one in there." She said, pointing to a little sitting area. They looked all around the house, which had five bedrooms and seven bathrooms in total. Albus saw her father's car collection in the back, which wasn't exactly a collection, because there were only four. He noticed they were all convertibles and expensive looking, but names like 'Mercedes' or 'Lamborghini' meant nothing to him.

That afternoon, they decided to go for a swim before her mother got home. Albus had brought his swim trunks and Elise wore a bikini made of so little material it didn't even bother with a pattern. Naturally, this didn't bother Albus in the slightest.

"Have you ever jumped of that cliff?" Asked Albus, as they were treading water. He was referring to a cliff that was directly over the water and about forty feet high.

"Yes, all the time! Want to try it?" She exclaimed, excited that he noticed.

Obviously, when they got there, the cliff looked much higher from up close.

Elise jumped over the edge without even thinking about it first, at a full run and laughing the whole way.

Albus followed suit, flying through the air for what felt like forever but was really only about a second, and sinking so far deep he nearly touched the bottom.

They two spent the next few days fooling around, swimming, going for long walks, and going in and out of town.

Albus, despite having the sinking feeling that these few days could be the last time he would ever see her, knew these were still the best days he'd had in a while.

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