Chapter 6

16 January 1995

Later that night...

Rabastan steps through the floo at Lestrange Manor and takes a deep breathe. He can't seem to get those green eyes out of his head. He walks down the hall and steps into the sitting room where his father, Zane and brother Rodolphus are having a heated debate about the differences in classes from their personal years at Hogwarts to the remedial classes they teach today.

"Dumbledore is a fool. He has cut out way to many classes that magical students need to learn." Rudo said with anger.

" I don't know, back in my hay day some of the classes we had shouldn't have been taught at all" said their father.

"Yes, but we didn't even get to learn the classes you did or get the option to try." Rudo hissed

Rabastan cleared his throat, " As enlighting as this debate is it is pointless. Yall are arguing the same side without realizing it. The education of magical children these days are severely lacking because Dumbledore doesn't want to spend money on teachers and also doesn't care about any of the children's futures."

"Basty, there you are! Where have you been? Not doing something seedy, right?" Their father asks with a raised brow.

Rabastan chuckles, " No not in the least. I stopped by the Red Lounge to meet with Rowle like he asked but caught him trying to take advantage of another dancer. He has finally been banned from the lounge. I do want to know who the little pretty wisp was though. He has the most striking green eyes."

Rodolphus threw back his head and began laughing, " Oh Basty, that is Crescent he has only worked there for two month but everyone who sees him dance falls in love with him."

Rabastan takes a step back, "what, I've heard talk but I didn't know a face to match. Wow I can understand all the talk. He is very beautiful."

"And another one bites the dust." Their father chuckles.

"Oh shut up old man it's not like you know what were talking about." Rabastan gripes

"On the contrary son, your brother and I have actually been to one of his shows. He is very entrancing."Zane says with a smirk.

Rabastan plops in a chair and just summons a glass of fire whiskey. I'm gonna see him dance no matter what.

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office

Dumbledore's face took on a purple hue as his anger exploded. "This is ridculous. How can one boy who knows nothing about magic just dissappear without a trace."

At the sound of a knock at the door Dumbledore quickly adopt his grandfatherly persona with a pleasent twinkle in his eye, " Come in."

Severus walked into the room at the summons. "The Potter boy still has yet to be found. We check all of the neighborhoods within a five block radius and still no sign. We even looked through Diagon Alley."

"That is all right Severus. His letter will come up addressed soon. We can find him then. Let me know as soon as you sign it and give me the address."

Severus inclineds his head and leaves.

Dumbledore chuckles to himself. As soon as the brats birthday comes he will have his whereabouts and then he can smash him back under his thumb where he should be.

Meanwhile in the dugeons of the castle...

Severus smile to himself for another brillant performance. That old fool. I will never give him that boy's address. As soon as his address pops up all erase it and go talk to him myself. To make sure he's alright. My dear Lilly, I'm so sorry I failed you.