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*Albus Severus*

I was taking my baby sister down to the pitch. She didn't look her normal self, and she definitely was very pale. She shivered the whole way down and when we got to the Ravenclaw section, I found Addie snuggled up to some Ravenclaw boy that seemed no older than a sixth year. I tried to unclench my jaw as they hugged but it was hard to smile.

"For the love of Godric, would you stop hugging already?" I thought to myself, giving a low grunt. He finally let go of her and left her with a wave. We came down the aisle and I helped Lily into her seat, telling her, "I'll see you after the match." My eyes met Addie's and we stayed like that for a while. Until I slightly moved my mouth to ask her who the hell was that nerd that she was hugging, but I closed my mouth tightly and left before I could say something stupid.

Addie was the first girl to look at me and not go, "Oh, he's the Quidditch player, he's the funny guy, he's Harry Potter's son." Addie saw me as… a person. Maybe at first she saw me as Lily's older brother but recently… it's been different. She doesn't just feel like my little sister's best friend. She feels like Addie.

Every time I am near her, I want to be so close to her, I don't want to be away from her side. I am like the little puppy and she's the little girl in the pink dress with pigtails. Then, there is the age difference… I am either three years older than her, or I am just more than one year older than her. That would depend on when her birthday is, but I would have to know to be sure. I've never really asked Addie anything like that, our conversations are mostly based around Lily.

I accidentally bumped into Jason Davies, who had been one of our lead chasers for this year. "Sorry," he told me, looking as though he was ready to hurl, "When I'm nervous I bump into things."

"Just don't do that with your skull and the bludger," I teased, but he turned a bit greener. "I'm kidding," I told him hastily, throwing my hands up.

"Oh… right," I pat him on the shoulder and told him, "come on, we better get into the locker room before they start the game without us," The green color did not remove from his face, "I'm kidding! They wouldn't start the game without us!"

"It's just, I've never gotten to the Championship match before, I wasn't even on the team till this year, I don't want to mess things up for us because of my nerves." Jason confessed as we made it to the dressing room.

"Just think of it as any other match," I told him, "play your hardest and make sure that your nerves don't fly you right into one of those keeper hoops."

He nodded, we saw that all of the girls had already been dressed, we were the second to last ones to arrive. "You better get changed fast, and Al, do you know where Hugo is?" Asked Rachel, who was twitching and was barely capable of keeping her own bat in her hand.

"Calm down Rachel, I'm the captain," I had to remind her, "and I don't know where Hugo is but I thought that he could get here on his own, since he is sixteen."

"Do not be snappy with me Al," she threatened, she had always been so tense, but somehow our skills worked well with the others. We occasionally got into fights and once she clubbed me so hard in the face that my nose broke but other than that…

"I have worked too long for you to just take this match lightly," She was also a seventh year and she had worked too hard to get where she was, fighting all the comments and her parents to allow her to play Quidditch. "And you will not screw this one up for us, I won't let you, now start taking this seriously and get changed for god's sake!"

"Well stop watching me and maybe I might change," I replied, she turned away in steam and had all of the other girls follow her. We changed and Hugo came in, all out of breath.

"Get changed and don't talk to Rachel, she's a bit crazy today, and your welcome for getting yelled at for your sorry ass being late." I muttered, taking my broom and walking out to the waiting area, where the girls stood nervously.

Rachel was sitting in a corner, with her head in her hands. "Rachel, we'll get them, stop worrying." Jason told her, but she cried harder into her hands. Her body shaking, "I can't do this. I'm not good enough to even be here… I shouldn't be allowed to ride a broom."

"Rachel you know that isn't one bit true," comforted sixth year Sarah, who played chaser, "You got on this team because you were better than anyone else! You beat out everyone else! No pun intended of course."

Rachel let out a little laugh and wiped off a tear, Alison gave me a glare as if to tell me that I should say something, but I had nothing on my mind. Elizabeth nudged into me, motioning that I should say something to her. "Yeah, Rachel, I mean I wouldn't have chosen you if you sucked," I was never good with speaking to girls, I was never taught, "You're awesome, and not just for a girl, for any of us."

She smiled at me and said, "That has to be the nicest thing that you have ever said to me Al… You are going to make some girl damn lucky one day." She winked at me and got back up as Hugo came in, all out of breath and worried. "Come on you guys, we have to get out there."

"Alright, we didn't get here on luck, okay. We need to go out there and play our hardest, we need to win and pummel Slytherin into the ground. Who is ready to make Slytherin eat broom?" I was never good at pepping people up for anything… and it didn't start today.

They stared at me and said, "I guess, we are?"

"Okay, now let's get our goggles because it looks like its threatening to rain," I placed mine around my head but I did not yet pull them over my eyes. My team all followed my example and we all mounted our brooms, hearing a loud, "And here comes the Gryffindor Quidditch Team!"

I flew down to the pitch and dismounted, seeing Scorpius Malfoy smiling at me. I returned this smile and said, "Well, may the best team win."

He made a laugh and said, "Yeah, we'll see about that."

We flew back up into the air and then… the match began.

Rachel and I were pelting on every Slytherin player that we could spot. We sent those bludgers flying every which way. Then, I just missed Harper by a thread of a needle.

The crowd shared my pain when they all complained how I missed the shot. I pulled down my goggles so that the newly fallen rain would not catch into my eyes.

I made a low grunt when I had again missed another Slytherin player, to be specific; I missed their seeker, again.

"Hey Potter, your sister made that exact same noise when her and I were shagging two nights ago!" I twisted around to see Alex Harper staring at me with a satisfied look slapped across his face.

I felt like I was shutting down, this couldn't be, what was he talking about? I looked down at the crowd to confirm if this was true, but Lily only stared up at me with a guilty look on her face, sorry that she had been caught. I shook my head in disbelief. Lily would never do anything like that, especially not with a Slytherin like Alex Harper… She couldn't have.

I heard Addie's voice boom out of her little figure, "YOU DIDN'T MEAN TO?! YOU CAN'T SLEEP WITH HIM AND NOT MEAN TO HAVE DONE IT!"

The next thing I knew, I was glad that the other Slytherin beater had a bad aim because he just missed me by a few feet. Then by the time that I had regained my balance, Lily had gone from her seat.

I called for a time out.

As I flew over to my team I heard an annoying fifth year announce, "Some words were spoken over by the Ravenclaw area, and I am getting word that Alex Harper had been talking about the possibility that he and Lillian Potter had a flame or something."

"I'll make sure to hit a bludger at him next time," I muttered furiously, meeting my team in the middle of the stadium. Rachel was the first one to ask, "they can't be serious, Al, we know that Lily wouldn't do anything like that, she wouldn't."

My stony face did not change as Alison said to me, "Harper is just trying to get to you, he feels threatened so he pulls this little stunt…"

"Yeah mate, Lily hates Harper with all her guts, she keeps on telling us how much she hates him." Hugo added, trying to help but not succeeding.

"…Well, I don't know, a whole lot of fifth years saw Alex kissing Lily before she had that last accident… it was quite fishy actually, because Matthew Perks dragged her out of the room… but then he ended up on the floor." Jason was the only one that was trying to be honest in a situation where honesty might as well be kept shut.

"Shut up Jason," Sarah hissed.

"I'm just saying, it's just really weird…"

"Well don't just say, think." Elizabeth snapped, giving Jason a glare.

"Keep one eye on the bludgers," I warned them in a low voice, "and Alison, catch the snitch as fast as you can, we want this game to be over."

She nodded and everyone was silent for the next two minutes. I cleared my throat and said, "No matter what happens, I want you to all remember that even if one of us goes down, the game is still going on."

Jason made a hard gulp and they all nodded. The whistle blew one sharp blast and then we were off again. Dive after dive, hit after hit, missing only a few times, Rachel and I were on a roll.

I was so into hitting the bludgers that I had almost not heard the whistle blow. I whipped around to see Alison, raising the snitch up high with her hand and her eyes wide with joy.

We did a team hug but our "glory moments" were cut short because we had all wanted to get out of the rain. "Nice shots Potter," Rachel said, slapping me on my back.

Winning the championship game had never been so sour. All I wanted to do was get to Lily, I wanted to get to the bottom of this, I just wanted to know why.

By the time that I had gotten in the locker room everyone had changed and the girls had already gotten their hair dried. "We'll meet you up in the common room!" Sarah called joyfully as they left to the outside, umbrellas in hand.

Hugo and Jason left a little bit later, leaving me be.

I started taking off my equipment when Alex's voice kept on mocking me in my head, the way that he had said it. Throwing my padding into my locker I started breathing irregularly. I felt this anger surge through my body and my fist hit the locker so hard that the pain afterwards didn't seem to match the pain that was in my heart.

Closing my eyes had to be the worst idea I had, I envisioned Alex kissing my little sister, and then he pulled her closer. My fist hit my locker again and again and again until I noticed that my knuckles had started to bleed. I had left several dents in my locker. When I finally left the locker room, I found several people waiting for me outside.

"Albus," one old woman said as if she knew me, "Rita Skeeter, Daily Prophet," she held her hand out for me to shake but I did no such thing.

"You're that horrible woman, who writes the weekly column about Lily, aren't you?" I asked, her smile quickly faded from her face.

"A charming young man," she laughed, but her face didn't show it, "may I have a private word?"

"No, you may not." I told her, moving forward, but a large man stopped me, "David Rents, have you ever wanted to play professional Quidditch, by any chance?"

"I use to," I told the man honestly, "but right now I don't really know what I'm going to be, but I do see a pillow and bed waiting for me-"

"Doris Mentos, Witch Weekly, what would you say your favorite color is?" a woman around Mum's age asked.

This woman was soon knocked out of the way by an older man who asked, "It was believed that you and your sister did not get along, is this true or false? If it isn't true would you say that you had a rough childhood growing up with a troubled child like her?"

"My sister isn't troubled, she's a great sister and I can't say that we had the best of starts growing up but we're past fighting now and that's all there is to it." I passed this man to find another woman with a camera and she took my picture, "Smile pretty Albus, if this whole feud doesn't work out you might make tomorrow's front page!" I put my hand in front of the lens before the flash went off. "No pictures." I told her.

I finally saw a familiar face in the crowd; he pushed his way and said, "Leave the poor kid alone, he's just seventeen."

My Uncle to the rescue, "And who are you?" The woman who wanted to know my favorite color snapped angrily.

"I'm Ronald Weasley, and that's the last question that any of you are going to ask." He pushed me out of the mob of people and we went into the castle without another word to each other.

When we reached the outside of the common room, he cleared his throat, but I knew he had nothing left to say. "I will try my hardest to make sure that your parents do not know of anything until they come to meet Lily here at eight o clock tonight. I will go and check on her right now to see if she is alright, but you need to not talk to anyone about this. You just keep the conversations about the game and not what was said at the game. You hear me?"

I nodded.

"Don't talk to the press, they shouldn't even be here, and I have to talk to Hermione about Rita Skeeter… but anyways, don't even think about what he said, because he probably said it out of spite just to get you off of your game." Ron told me, patting my back and saying, "go on, you deserve a bit of a break."

"I just… I just didn't think he was lying, not with the way that she reacted… not with the way that she looked at me…" My lips felt numb and my knuckles were still bleeding.

Ron let me leave into the common room, where I was greeted with loud cheering and many slaps on the back. Rachel had her boyfriend's arm around her shoulders when she asked me in alarm, "Al, what did you do to your hand?!"

"Nothing, I bet I gripped the bat too tight," I lied, trying to move away from them but she took a hold of my arm and said, "You're lying; now where did you get those blood marks? God Al, it looks like you're still bleeding!"

I put my hand behind my back, "Nothing." I made a low growl and ripped my arm out of her grip, she stared at me with her mouth open, "It's nothing." I repeated, going up to my dorm and wrapping my arm in a sweater, to find myself falling asleep.

At promptly 1:52 in the morning, I was woken up by Hugo shaking me, "Al, Addie is outside the common room waiting for a word with you."

Taking my hand out of the sweater and going downstairs felt like the longest process of my day. Then again, it was technically a "new day" since it was almost two in the morning.

I realized that I had not changed out of my regular clothes, so I must look pretty foolish coming out there. I had no worries about "sleep hair" because my hair looked like that all the time.

I found Addie; her eyes seemed tired and sad at the same time, "What's wrong?"

"I think Lily is in trouble… I don't know how, but no one can find her at all and she hasn't shown up and when I said something to Matt about her then he went and left me and I don't know what to do and I'm scared and I think that she may have done something drastic." Addie wasn't in the least bit joking when she told me this, her eyes had tears in them already and the only way I knew how to comfort her was to put my arms around her shoulders. She wrapped her arms around my waist and started to bawl into my sweater.

"We'll find her," I told Addie, not really sure myself but I felt that she needed to hear it, even if it might not be true.

Then, throughout all of Hogwarts, there was a sound of a high pitched, eerie, scream.

Addie cried even harder into my sweater and said something but I couldn't for the life of me understand. Her face came out of my shirt and she said squeakily, "She talked about not being important, she would always blab on about not feeling like anyone but me cared. Then I go and yell at her today and now she feels like everyone is against her and she always threatened to do something drastic but she would never say what it was. She was always saying 'I need to study Astronomy, where is my Astronomy book, why aren't you studying for the Astronomy exam, did you know that someone died up on the Astronomy tower?'" Addie shrieked, "She was even talking about how an old professor had died up on the Astronomy tower so many years ago and she seemed so fascinated at how high it was and I never really paid attention to what she was really talking about. Then when I talked to Matt he just ran off and this is all m-my fault because I wouldn't listen! I would always just tell her to tell someone about Alex and she wouldn't listen. I told her that everything would all be better if she just told a teacher that he beats her, but no! She wouldn't have any of it! Then she wouldn't let me into the hospital wing before even if I wanted to! She didn't want my help, and I just watched her, I just sat there and watched her suffer! I didn't do anything and this is all my fault because I was the one to scream at her, I was the one that didn't do anything about Alex, I just watched her lose her mind, I just heard her cry herself to sleep every night and I did nothing about it, and I was the one who just sat there and watched her die!"

Addie buried her face into my chest and sobbed even more, we stood like this for what seemed like hours. All of the sudden, I slowly felt Addie's grip loosening on me, her legs weakening, and I could almost feel her slipping through my arms.

"Addie?" I asked, rearranging my arms so that she would not fall. "Addie!"

She did not respond.

Now, answer me this, are you more concerned about Lily or Addie?
I will do the numbering again for the reason because my reviewing was much easier for me and this way I got the feedback that I wanted.

1. Are you one of the people that has this "theory" that Lily is not dead and is somehow miraculously alive? If so, explain your theory. If not, tell me what you think will happen to Addie. And what do you BELIEVE will happen, not what you WANT to happen. And if you believe that she dies, then who do you want to know first, and who do you want to read from first? (Who's point of view would be next?)
2. Have you noticed the big differnce that is when you read something in the dark than in the light? I feel like my "darker" (as most of you consider them) chapters are more emotional and scary in the dark. I actually have this reoccuring nightmare that Myrtle or Alex comes into my room and kills me.
3. I noticed this recently, if Addie is not in two chapter in a row, a bunch of people say something about it, but if Mary is not in consectutive chapters, no one really notices. Yes, I know Addie is more loved, but I mean come on, Mary isn't that bad of a character as you think she is. First impressions don't mean a whole lot.... or they shouldn't.
4. The poll for the last chapter went over really well and I know where I am going to start off, thank you! :)
5. Your quotes were all halarious, and I will still accept some, I might take more than one if they are funny enough but if you say, "Oh mine is too stupid, you wouldn't be able to fit it anywhere in your story..." think again, I have already placed "what's a hotdog made out of anyways?", "where did my pants go?", "what is that purple pumpkin doing here?", and "that was a moot point." So do not think that yours is too crazy, because some of these listed are nothing compared to what I actually planned out for the sequel. Tee hee :)
6. On a happy note for you, I decided to make this story... a little bit longer than what I had planned recently. Meaning it'll be more around I think fourty some chapters now instead of being thirty eight like I had planned. But just think, if I had done what I planned out origionally, this story would have only been fifteen chapters. :/
7. Do you like the name change or should I change it back? :)
8. Now I asked this before, but who are you more concerned for, Addie or Lily? I personally like Addie more than I do Lily, I don't know why.
9. This is whatever you want to talk about concerning the story, anyhing you have on your mind or any questions that you have!
10. The Quidditch team names are made up of readers that had their names on their profiles :) well I bet not all of them are their real names, but what they just had. :) I hope you all don't mind that I put you in my story *sigh*
11. Last one, I promise. But someone asked me this question, "If Lily and Alex do have a baby, will it be like Derrick and like Alex or will it be like Lily?" Hmmm, well I think that the question is not would the baby be mean like them, but would the baby be cute and that question would be yes, that baby would be adorable because in my mind, Lily only has eyes for Matt but to be all fair, the next best looking boy in Hogwarts is Alex. (In their year)

Okay, I have bombarded you with enough questions for one chapter. I hope you all feel better than I do (I've been sick and in the past three weeks so far I have missed... 7 days.) and I hope you all stick around for next chapter which is when you finally find out what really happened to Lily. :)