Dear Clairi,

The term has been abnormally normal for the most part. I think that being known as the "Chosen One" has finally gone to Harry's head, it's like he is starting to strut around the Castle for real now. Girl's are diffidently noticing him now, which is going to his head. The new potions Professor has not stopped asking me about my father and you. He once explained that he wished that Sirius was in Slytherin like my father so that he had the set. The man seems to like to be surrounded by influential people, it's nauseating really.

I have spent time with Professor Noir, getting to know him as my father more. I've also spent time pretending to be interested in healing to spend time with Madam Gwen, since she is my mother and people would be suspisues if I just went to visit. It's truly interesting now that the article of my lineage came out, many of the Slytherin are treating me like I've known them for our whole lives. Speaking of family, is there a way you could go check on my adoptive parents?

In other news, Gryffindor had their Quidditch try outs, with Harry as captain he asked Ginny to be co-captain. I may or may not used the Comfundus charm to help Ron get the keeper position. Which I rather have him on the team then McCormack, he's just as egotistic as Malfoy. And Malfoy is our cousin, which I'm still realign from that known fact. It's interesting to see him in such a mood lately, I doute that most of it is because of that new fact of my blood statues. I think there's more to Malfoy's foul mood then we know. He has been acting weird to, he also seems paler then ever before. I mean he did crush Harry's nose on the express because Harry was spying on him.

Anyways enough about what's going on here. How is living with Fred and Zander going? Has Fred actually purposed? How's your appentiship going with Bill? Have Remus and Tonks decided to get married? They seem like they should be. Hopefully this letter reaches you and with out being intercepted. I have charmed it so that only you can read it. Maybe you can see if Fred and George could create a journal or parchment that is enchanted that only the owners of them can see what is written. Well I'm off to bed, hopefully everything still stay abnormally normal for us her at Hogwarts.

Love

Hermione.

Clairi was smiling when Fred came down to the kitchen, holding a couple pieces of parchment in her hands. Clairi always seemed to look perfect even when she tossed her exceedingly dark hair up into a messy pun on the top of her head. It was nice to see her relaxed at the moment. For the last few weeks, her and Zander have been working on protective measures on the Manor Avalon that Zander was gifted to in his mothers will. They have been inside getting rid of all the dark magic and artifacts so that in case of emergencies that the manor could be their hiding place. As he stood behind Clairi, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

"Morning lov, a letter from who?" He asked resting his chin on her head.

"Morning lov, from Hermione about the abnormally normal term they are having. I also have a letter from Jaspin to read as well." She said looking up and kissing his chin, that had a bit of morning scruff.

" I still would like to sock the foul git for first year." Fred muttered.

He was still held the misery that Clairi went though first year at the hands of Jaspin Potter against the git. He remembered the few times that he, George and Zander stood outside the girls lavatory trying to cox the girl to come out. Clairi was a forgiving Black if anyone ever met one.

"It's all in the past now." She looked at him as he grabbed a cup to poor coffee into to sit with her as she read the mail.

"Yeah, but still. What had Hermione have to say besides how abnormally normal the term is." He asked as he sat next to her.

"Oh how being the Chosen one has gone to Harry's head causing him to strut around the Castle. Ron joined the Quidditch team. Malfoy acting more pratish then usual, so nothing other then normal teen issues." She explained with a laugh.

Fred enjoyed when they had mornings like this, easy quiet mornings. Where they would talk and just sit there before they had to run errors, head to the shop or the bank to go about their lives. Trying not to not being attention to themselves as they knew they where being fallowed.

As the days gone by Fred thought about Hermione's idea. A journal that two people could communicate with out the se of owls. He thought about how to make it so that only the owners could read it. The idea was genius, an a great use for the Order to pass things to each other with out Death Eaters getting ahold of it. He was in the middle of brewing their store stock of love potion. They have been working on many of the potions that they have created, like the Adult day dream potion.

That was a brilliant idea, it was only sold to those that where over the age of 17 since it was made for adult since it induced adult fantasies. Oh, how Clairi nearly hexed him and George into oblivion over using her as a test subject before Professor Binns class mid of their 7th year. Looking up from the potion he was working on he looked over at their prank snitches they created. They do many things, some could hold instant darkness powder, others their poppy powder that sprouts poppies all over the person that is covered in the powder. That was inspired by Madam Pumfry, the one person who never questioned when their experiments went ary.

"That's it!" He explained.

If he looked into the charm placed on snitches, that have flesh memories then he could place the same charm on the journals, instead of finding a safe binding spell to bind the owner and gifted with the journals. At his shout George came running into the back room in worry.

"What? Are you alright?" George asked looking at him as he started to write the idea down.

"Yeah, completely. Just had a brilliant idea though." Fred looked up at his twin with a grin.

"Oh really?" He asked crossing his arms.

"Yes, you know the journals that Hermione asked Clairi to talk to us about?" Fred began.

"Well sure we have the concept of the communication down. But we are still trying to look into the binding of them. Why?" George asked.

"Snitches have flesh memories correct."

"Well yeah, they do."

"What if we give the journals the same ability. That way only the owners can open and read the journals." Fred looked at him.

Once they had an outline and was able to complete the concept on a pair of old journals they had laying up in the flat above the store. After testing it for a few weeks and having Zander try to open the journals and read the contents. Seeing that he could not open them on the countless times they have had him try. They even had Bill try to open them and read them. But with out any luck the tests where a success.

It was just a few days before Christmas and the Hogwarts group was dew to arrive. Hermione planned to be on holiday in France with her parents while everyone would be at the Burrow for the holiday. Fred planned to give Clairi the set of journals. He was at that moment standing in Twits looking at the leather journals that had not enchantments on them. He noticed a set of pink leather journals. Picking them up of the shelf, he walked over to the quills section of the shop. Perusing them and picking out two to match the journals.

Sure he was spending his day off picking up Christmas gifts for those he cared about. George was getting a new set of robes since the old ones on fire by complete accident. Zander a book on advanced spell work. Hermione would be getting the journal and quill set he chose. Harry and Ron a box of pranks. He was still thinking about giving Jaspin a knuckle sandwich for the holidays. Mum and dad would be getting a framed photo of everyone that was taken over the summer. Ginny a new set of quiddities gloves that had a warming charm. All in all he had everyone taken care of for his gifts. As he walked the ally he walked passed the store hi picked up Clairi's charm bracelet at. Looking in he found another charm for her, making him excited to celebrate the holidays with her.

The night of Christmas, while everyone was busy celebrating and spending time with each other. Harry was in with Lupin, Tonks and Mr. Weasley.

"Voldimort has chosen Malfoy for a mission?" Lupin asked.

"I know it sounds crazy." Harry agreed.

"Has it ever occurred to you that Snape was only trying to gain Malfoy's trust to find out what he is doing."

"That's not what it sounded like." Harry disagreed.

"Your Blinded by hate!" Lupin spoke forcefully.

"No I'm not."

That only seemed to rial up Lupin more as he got up and walked out. Tonks looking at Harry and telling him not to fallow. It was the first day of the cycle and since Sirius passed the older mad had been more irritated Sirius always seemed to be able to help him out of the mood his was in. Harry sat there just watching everyone. Ginny came over with a platter of tarts and offered one to him. Before he could take a bite, Ron came and pushed his way between them. Like he knew that they where attracted or flirting with each other. That night instead of it ending in cheer, it ended in fire and hurt.