Chapter 12: Unwanted Visiting Hours

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Recap: Hufflepuff won the first match of the season, doesn't mean there's no mishap. The fairies should be lucky I wasn't armed with bug spray.

"Guys, I think he's waking up!"

"Are you sure? Maybe he's dreaming again?"

"Should we call Madam Pomfrey?"

"Mate, we sneaked in so we wouldn't get kicked out again, remember? What's the point if we end up calling the mediwitch."

"So I could have some peace around here," I grumbled even when my eyes struggled to open before being greeted by the sight of my team circling me. I noticed the scent of herbs and cooking potion mixed with that sterilized smell you find in hospitals that clued me where I was and figured I must have been knocked out. "How long was I out?"

"Percy," Chris looked pained as he started, "You've been out for three months."

"I've—WHAT?!" I jumped out of bed so suddenly and accidentally headbutted Gideon.

Chris started wheezing from laughter until Marlene had to round him up by smacking him by the back of his head, "Nah, I'm just joking. It's only been three days."

"Okay, first of all, go to hell! And second, that's not so bad—I mean, it's three whole days. But still, how the hell did I stay out for that long?"

"Thank the fairies for that." Gideon answered while still rubbing his sore head, "They thought you and the Slytherin Seeker were harassing their friends, so they aimed the Bludger toward the both of you mixed with a bit of fairy magic. It took a while for Professor Slughorn to concoct an antidote for it."

"Aaaaaaaand what happened afterward?

"If you're asking what happened after you fell flat on your face, we carried you to the infirmary alongside the Black Kid, and the rest of the Professors were busy rounding up the fairies. Professor Dumbledore made it clear that the fairies were to be kept isolated until they knew the cause of their sudden appearance. The stadium is now shielded too to avoid unwanted guests in the future, so don't think any of you will be slacking off anytime soon."

"O...kay… one more thing, what is all this?"

And when I meant "this" I meant the towering stacks of wrapped gifts surrounding me. Not that it doesn't feel nice waking up with presents as if it's Christmas morning, but the oddity of it all put me in a wary mood.

"Isn't it obvious?" Mason said, "You just helped win us the first game of the season! Of course, they're expecting our favorite player to get well soon. Everyone loves you!" Considering how the student's opinion changes as quickly as a light switch? Yeah, I'm not holding my breath for that. "Too bad you didn't join us at the party that day. We got to see even Professor Sprout let loose."

"How loose?"

"She danced with the Fat Friar and kept tripping over nothing."

Damn, that does sound fun, I wish I were there to see that.

Marlene glanced at the entrance then said, "Whoops, looks like our time's up. Come on, you guys, Percy has other visitors to greet."

Before I could ask what she meant when she didn't even look at the clock, they left out the door at the same time a couple of familiar faces stepped in. Lily saw I was up and awake and wasted no time before barreling down the room and engulfed me in her hug with the force of a wild boar (Though I doubt she'd be flattered with that comparison.)

"Oh, thank God, you're awake."

"Nice to see you too, Lils." I returned her hug and felt the slight trembling of her shoulders and immediately felt bad for making her worry like this.

Once she finally settled, she took a step back and gave me a copy of one of Mrs. Evan's looks, "Don't ever scare us like that again… is what I want to say, but I doubt this was something you could avoid."

"Hey, what can I say? It's an occupational hazard."

"If being cursed can be even labeled as a job," Sev dryly commented.

"Oh, wouldn't that be a dream? I won't mind if I don't have to worry about money for the rest of my life."

"Percy, you have enough money to literally shower them with gold and have them worship you at your feet, you're the last person who can say that."

"Err, technically, that's my family's money, so it's not like I can use it willy-nilly."

"Boys," Lily stressed, "Can we get back to not acting like brats and talk like civilized people?"

"We're 13; we're allowed to be brats."

Lily rolled her eyes like she gave up the collective maturity of her friends. "Anyway, we brought you this." She took the pile of parchment from Sev and not-so-gently dropped it on my lap.

I scrunched my brows, "What's this?"

"All your unfinished homework, it's our way to say 'get well soon.'"

"Err… thanks? It would have been nice to, you know, bring 'get-well' flowers like any other person?"

"We did the assignments, all you need to do is sign your name on."

"Flower means nothing to me," I said as seriously as I'd ever been. Never had there been a present I appreciated as if it were gods-sent gifts for me.

"Urgh, can't you people keep it down?!" Came a voice from the neighboring bed. The curtain moved, revealing the youngest Black already up with a bandage wrapped around his head. The three of us promptly burst out in laughter at the sight of him. Why? Because sleeping on his black ruly hair was a curled up fairy. Paired with the irritated kid, the scene was adorable. "Don't laugh, dammit! It's annoying as it is trying to get rid of the pest!"

"Oi, don't call her a pest!" Lily admonished.

"I can call her whatever I want, considering she's using my head as her personal nest and wouldn't leave alone!"

"Well… you did save her life, I'm pretty sure she's attached to you now," I pointed out.

Regulus glanced away, looking uncomfortable "...I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Come off it, that Bludger would have at least knocked her out if you hadn't chosen to throw away the game for her."

"This is ridiculous. I'm not staying to listen to this nonsense." Regulus got up to his feet, put his shoes on, and stalked out of the infirmary without a single glance back while still having a fairy perched on his head.

"Should, should we tell him what happened to anyone who got out without Madam Pomfrey's permission?" Lily worriedly asked aloud.

"Nah, the kid needs to learn a little. Let him be."

"Still, why was he so defensive over saving a fairy? You'd think he'd at least bragged a little."

Severus shook his head, "He's a proud Slytherin, not a glory-seeking Gryffindor, if anyone from my house found out he threw a win, he'd be lynched."

Lily scrunched her nose, "That doesn't seem fair."

"It is how it is," he shrugged before pointing at the pile of gifts at the foot of my bed. " More importantly, what's all this?"

"Some people decided they'd wish me well after winning the game."

"You have fans?!" Sev said like it's the most hilarious thing while Lily looked like she had sucked a lemon.

Curious of what I received, we started organizing them into two; strangers and not-strangers. Doc had given me a pair of books about fairies; I think one of them is an encyclopedia. My roommates pitched their money together to buy me a pack of wizard crackers that could last a year. It was placed next to Gwen's, who had given me a basket of fruits which (I can't believe I'm saying this) such a muggle thing to do. My teammates, on the other hand, thought themselves funny and gave me a Sundew Flower, a plant that tends to stick on your person if you don't feed it enough flies and most commonly known as the Fairy's home since it acted how an anemone does for a Nemo, it even looks like a hairy-version of it too.

But what made the gifts turn to a pile of mountain was the various types of genuine flowers with cards that wished me well, and assortment of candy baskets that had Chocolate Frogs, Bettie Bott's Every Flavor Jelly Beans, and other magical sweets. All from names I barely remember, other than that one kid who goes to class with me, and writes really thick-layered compliments, mostly about my eyes and smiles. Some had also signed their names with lots of Xs, Os, and little hearts on, which is… awkward….

"Huh, I didn't know you were this popular, Percy," Sev commented as he set aside another gift from an anonymous fan.

"Neither did I."

Lily had fun tossing it away like garbage. "Honestly, the gall of them when it was only recently that they thought you used dark magic."

"Ha! Those kids won't know dark magic even if it hit them in the face. Oh, this one is from Frank Longbottom. I didn't know you were acquainted with him."

"I helped him with a thing, and he sort of helped me back for another thing, and we just know each other afterward. Didn't think he'd get me a present though."

"Well, I don't see how a candy that makes your taste buds useless could be anything but a joke, but hey, to each its own." He threw the game to my hand, and I curiously examined the small metal box that had the name Jerry's Tasteless Gum on it. At the back, there was a note attached to it from Frank, who wished me well and told me to eat one during my stay here, and I'll be thanking him for it.

"Speaking of joke presents, look who sent you one." Lily threw a present, complete with wrapping papers and red-gold dazzling ribbon. I opened the folded card and went straight to the name of the sender, which apparently came from the Buffalo Wings League.

"Seriously? Are they even trying?" I mean, while I can't imagine any other Quartet who would sign their name as ridiculous as them. That's forgetting the moment they were stuffing their mouth with buffalo wings the last time I saw them.

"I don't know if they're trying to be anonymous, or they want us to know who it's from." She shoved me to the side, making room for her to rest on my right.

I didn't get a chance to complain before Sev was squishing to my left and snatched the note in my hand, "Let's see what those doofuses had written."

I huffed as three people tried occupying the single bed, but I made myself comfortable in the end, snuggling against each other and pulled the note back to my hand so I could recite the message inside.

The letter begins: Dear Mr Prissy Jackson

"Oh, this should be good."

We hope this letter finds you in good health after the grievance that befell from the unfortunate encounter with the fairies—

"Okay, why are people either congratulating me for my Quidditch play or mock me for letting fairies get the drop on me."

"Not sure, but I suppose this is why they stopped thinking you used a curse spell, I mean… who would believe that a Dark Wizard got knocked out by some fairies."

"Oh yippee, I'm either a psychopath or a laughing stock."

—and had you meeting the other side of a Bludger. We would also like to congratulate the 'Duffer Team winning the first match of the season—

"They do know using polite words doesn't change the fact how rude they are?"

—despite the sacrifice you made, being on the unfavorable side of one of the dreadful winged beasts that took expert handling of words and actions to be in their mercy.

"Now they're passive-aggressively snarking me."

"Who do you think wrote this?"

"Definitely Remus, none of the other boys could write with that much eloquence. Continue, continue, I want to know what else they wrote!"

My men and I have collaborated to bestow a gift with your recovery in mind. We hope you'd open up your heart big enough to accept them.

Sincerely,

The Gentlemen of the Buffalo Wings League

Sev scoffed, "What gentlemen? A bunch of rascals is what I like to call them."

"Still, how much do you wanna bet they booby-trapped this present?"

"That's a sucker's bet, and you know that, Percy." He took his wand out and whispered a spell to move the box straight toward the trash can across the room.

"Speaking of them, how are they even doing? They didn't get into too much trouble?"

Sev scrunched his nose as his way to show distaste and crossed his arms, "Honestly, I don't see why you keep asking about them. Who cares what they're doing?"

"Says the one who's obsessed with them, if I didn't know any better I would think you have a crush."

The Slytherin shuddered, "Don't even joke about that, the only feeling I have is immense loathing. I'm just keeping an eye out of trouble, that's all. They're hiding something, I just knew it."

Lily groaned like she's hearing this a dozen times before, "Severus, not this again."

"I swear they're acting a lot more shifty since last year. Remember a few days ago when I said I saw Lupin going to the Forbidden Forest? It had been a guess since it was dark and hard to see, but the fact that Professor McGonagall confirmed it and even defended him? You can't tell me there isn't something fishy going on."

"If Professor McGonagall aware of it, then I'm sure it's not something bad as you might think." Sev pursed his lips as he can't deny her point. If there's anyone who'd be the first in line to prevent anything dangerous, it'd be her. "Back to the point, we haven't seen James much for that matter. While normally I'd be thrilled not seeing the face of that toe-rag, I'm concerned they're just cooking up bigger trouble soon."

I hummed neutrally, but inside I was restless. Watching over James was easy enough when the other side often seeks you out to give their daily dose of cheap shots and bad puns. Unwanted as it may be, it helps keep him in my sight. Even out of sight, you could bet he and his cronies were out making some noise. Loud enough that the student body would talk about them by the end of the day of what, where, when they're doing. I didn't have to worry much of their inevitable detention since Pringle or the other Professor had learned long ago never to leave them be on their own.

Severus shuddered from whatever chaos he imagined, "I'm just hoping it's big enough to get them expelled this time."

Lily looked askance, "Severus!"

"What? It's not like we'd care if they're gone. We might actually study with a peace of mind for once."

"This is you we're talking about Sev, you always have something troubling your 'peace of mind'" I retorted, "Besides, it took someone being dead the last time there was an expulsion, so let's not wish for that."

Sev harrumphed but slightly nodded. "By the way, we came to tell you the other thing."

"What thing?" In response, Sev held up the Astronomy textbook and dropped it to my lap. "You're not giving me actual homework, are you?"

"No, Percy, look!" Sev opened the book to the marked page and pointed at a certain constellation, the chapter title Rangifer written boldly above the patterned star. "We researched the prophecy while you were out and found out this is the name of the Reindeer Constellation."

"Reindeer…" I gasped as the sudden memory from last year assaulted me, "Wait, does the prophecy mean those Spirits that lend the Forest Seed to Helga Hufflepuff to grow out the Forbidden Forest?"

Sev snapped his finger, "That's the one!"

"So we tried searching for any clues about what guardian spirits we're dealing with that took the form of a Reindeer… but we're out of luck."

Wait… guardian spirit of the forest… where have I heard that before?

Lily saw the time from my wristwatch and had to say her goodbye, saying that she had a meeting with her friends about their next plans for Hogsmeade. Sev followed suit, not staying long after saying what needed saying and went on to continue his research.

My back fell back to the stiff mattress and made myself comfortable, and it's barely three minutes before I began to feel restless. I had half a mind to get out of bed before I heard a muffled, struggling figure. I wasn't surprised to see Regulus levitated by the enchantment of Pomfrey's wand while being wrapped in a blanket like a burrito.

Pomfrey's hawk eyes locked on me, and I slipped back the one leg that was about to touch the floor and grinned innocently back. She didn't look any less tricked while pointing a wand at me, "I'll deal with you, Mister, after you've taken your potion."

The potion in question had some kind of green muss floating on top. She gave the same thing to Regulus, and he looked halfway wanting to jump away from it, "What the bloody hell—"

"Language, Mister Black!"

"I'm sorry, but do we have to drink… whatever this is?"

"You will if you ever hope to step out of this bed. Drink now, boy!"

I remembered Frank's candy gift and thought I should have taken his note to heart as I swallowed the whole potion without pause.

It's been long since taking a row on a boat. The lake was giving off a different kind of sparkle beneath the setting sun I could see, from a distance; the ever lighting torch from the Mess Hall, the silhouette of the cabins arching from one side and spotted Thalia's Pine Tree on the other, and ahead of me was the Big House. Though Oracle no longer hung around the attic, sometimes my spine would crawl at the memory of its green shine from beneath the empty sockets of its eyes and imagined them looking down from the window.

But then I did feel eyes on me. I looked back and forth for the source and felt the boats rocking unnaturally. I huffed, thinking the kind of pranks what these nymphs want from me. But when I looked down, I was faced with a different sort of sunken pair of eyes looking back at me. I barely had any time to scream before cold, skeletal hands made a grab on me and pulled me into the water.

I didn't know what type of spooky specter tried to drag me to its hell hole, but I wasn't going to let it slide. But then next thing I knew, I was choking on the water and my clothes weighing me down, the liquid working against me instead of with me. I panicked as the air was choked out of me. Too long had I felt defenseless and weak in the water.

The dark specter glided like the water was nothing to it. Its finger came close to caressing me. My previous trashing stopped as unconceivable dread took over me. My survival instinct malfunctioned as I felt going back to being in the River of Misery in Tartarus without Annabeth holding on to the last thread of my senses. The face from the hooded creature showed its blackened teeth, but I can't help thinking if it had muscles, it would have smiled as it drew closer to my face, mouth opening and—

But then a warm light shone behind, and the fear scattered like dandelions blown away in the wind. No longer was I suffocating in my own element. Instead, the specter might have been screeching if I could hear it before bolting away to the darkest part of the lake.

I wanted to turn but found no need to when a lion appeared before me. It wasn't like any other lion though; it was pure white and wispy-looking. Objectively speaking I should be freaking out finding a ghost-like thing, but the light it emitted reminded me of the warmth I only discovered when I laid in the tight embrace of my mom, the pricking fire from the hearth as you ate with your friends in the mess hall, r the heated but brief kiss Annabeth gave me in one of our lazy afternoons.

The memories came unbidden at the forefront of my mind so it never occurred to me back away as the lion-silhouetted light show came up closer to me until it's in sight became white and I gasped for the breath I lost before and woke up back in the infirmary, soaking wet in sweat.

The moon dimly lit the rows of white beds next to me. A sudden wave of nausea hit me using Thor's hammer—oops, wrong deity. I must be more out of it than I thought. I cleared my thoughts from my dream until I remember the last time I was awake. Dear Zeus, what was in that potion anyway? I didn't think there was any potion strong enough to knock me out.

The air was only filled with the soft snore from the neighboring bed… or at least it was until heavy steps from outside made me stand in alert. I dug the pocket of my pajamas and drew Riptide out, tiptoeing near the entrance.

The hallway of the school at night never stopped giving me the creeps. Even though ghosts are the least things I'm worried about, my imagination and top 12 horror movies in my head can supply a lot of things that may jump out at night.

In the end, even as a Halfblood, you can't stop fearing for the unknown. It's only a matter of either reaching for the darkness or it reaching you.

I just didn't expect that it would be a Wookie jumping me from behind the pillar.

My body reacted before my brain could register the creature before me. Rolling underneath the attack and then kicking it on the side hard enough that it went sprawling on the ground.

We both got on our feet at the same time, and from the dim light, I made out the giant being covered in fur from top to bottom. He reminded me of a Wookie if he had bleached his hair in silver and had a permanent scowl on his evidently sizeable fanged mouth. I had a flashback of that one beast in the Forbidden Forest. If I remember right, I think this was a Hidebehind.

I witnessed the beast's color darkened considerably before it hid within the shadows.

Holding my sword with both hands, I examined the empty hall for its brutish figure, yet for something so large it was good at hiding. Guess it got the name for a reason.

The wind shifted, and gruff steps came from my left, but I barely reacted in time to block the hard swipe of its claws. The reason for that it's because there was no sign of it coming close. I was briefly confused how I couldn't see the giant furry thing, but I was in the middle of contemplating what that meant when I was thrown back by the force of its punch.

'Seriously, it can turn invisible?!'

Another rush of wind and I had the claws blocked in time, but this time my sword trembled as I struggled not to let it overpowered me.

Changing tactics, I lessened my force and ducked away from its incoming Snuggle of Death and swiped my sword where I predicted its legs were.

There was a cry like mixture of a gorilla's grunt and a bear's growl. The Hidebehind appeared and buckled in pain, and still it towered over me. I stabbed the closest spot I could reach, which was its side, but that only seemed to aggravate the beast as I got bitch-slapped in response.

I accidentally bit my tongue and spit out the blood. The Hidebehind pulled out my sword and threw it to the side. He came using the familiar walk of 'Boy, I'm gonna kill you so hard…'

In the desperate effort with my sword out of reach, my eyes examined the infirmary for anything that could help with the fight before my eyes were locked at the trashcan a couple of steps ahead of me, just behind the Wookie Wannabe.

Before my nerves could get a hold of me, I dashed ahead at the same time it lunged toward me, but then I slid through the gap between its legs and reached for the wrapped 'gift'. Pulled the ribbon and threw it at the Hidebehind.

It caught the box with one hand and looked down at it curiously before it opened up on its own, and water started blasting out to its face, blinding it.

Who would have thought I'd be thankful for the Muskedorks giving the best present?

Taking advantage of the puddle of water surrounding it, I gathered it into one body before making it slithered around the Hidebehind, then trapping its head into a bubble of water.

While it's choking for breath, Riptide was back in my pocket. I had the sword out, ready to finish it when another foreign sound came from behind me, meaning from inside the infirmary. Inwardly, I cursed as there might be new beasts appearing and could hurt Regulus in the crossfire.

I ran back around and tried following the rattling sound. But even as I examined the room, there's nothing amiss, and no one was around even the annoying grating noise was there.

It was after glancing down when I noticed a piece of the stone floor near the medicine cabinet in the corner was wiggling. I suspected something might come out under it and had my sword ready to stab the moment the slightest gap was opened.

But when the stone was pushed wide enough for soft voices to permit out. What I heard was the sound of... bickering?

"—don't push me, I'm trying—"

"—at least you're not smelling his arse—"

"—stop, ow, you're kicking my face over here!"

The stone slid to the side, and James popped out of the floor. The tip of my sword shoved right at his nose.

"Jeezus bloody hell!" He exclaimed, almost slipping and falling if I hadn't gripped his robe to steady him.

"That should be my line! What are you doing here?!" I put down my sword and tried helping him up. He was halfway out when James slapped my hand away and lifted himself out before pulling his wand to aim at me.

"Oh, come on? Really?!"

"Shut up! What are you doing up with a sword? "

"A creepy stone tile mysteriously wiggling on the floor, and I'm supposed not to have my sword out?"

For some reason, James looked at me like I was the weird one.

"James, what's wrong?" Sirius was second to come out with a shining wand out and immediately furrowed his brows, "What's he doing up?"

"What? What is it?" I heard Peter's voice from below.

"Prissy's up!"

"What?"

"I SAID PRISS—"

James wack his friend's arm, "Shush, you idiot! Do you want the whole school to hear you!"

Di immortales, I do not have the patience to deal with them at this hour.

Sirius climbed out from the hole then noticed the sword beside me and the hostile pose James had. He suddenly pointed his lit wand up at my face. "What did you do?" He growled in accusing tone. Peter came out of the hole, squeaked in shock at the scene, and almost tried to climb back down.

"Excuse you; I'm not the one sneaking into the infirmary. What do you think Madam Pomfrey will do if she hears about this?"

"Then we'll just tell her about the magic sword you've kept in your… whatever part of your body you keep in."

I crossed my arms and let them know how unimpressed I was. "You haven't answered my question. What are you doing here?"

"We came because I was worried about my little brother being alone with a dark wizard like you. Clearly I was right that he's not safe around you."

Remus was next to pop out, "Hey guys, so are we going to use the pink marker on Jackson and green with Regulus, or the other way around—oh." He paused as he took in the scene carefully, "What is he doing up?"

Awkward silence befell on them as I tried giving them my best judgemental look.

Sirius pointed at me, this time with his finger so that's progress, "Doesn't excuse you for your sword! Heck, you're not supposed to be up when the potion should keep you knocked out for the rest of the night!"

Really? No wonder Reggy sleeps like a baby throughout the commotion.

"Anyone would be up if you have a freaking furry— oh shite!" I cut myself off as I forgot about the creepy Wookie that I left suffocating by the entrance. But the moment I turned back, it was gone.

No body, no dust, just nothing.

AN: Ha! I knew if I threw some breadcrumbs you Hamiltrash come out of the woodwork! And the Buffalo Wings League is my attempt of the Marauders being a dork as they tried to come up a group name. I refuse to believe the "Marauders" is their first attempt to named themselves.

Anyway, not much to say since I'm having a mild cold so I don't have my head straight so let's go straight to the QRA corner, where I answered your questions and thank you for your loves.

123www: Apollo be like: Why are you there playing ball when you could have helped me with my suicide quest?!

HaywireEagle: Totally agree with you!

SandaKagami: FIX! Thanks for the heads up, wanna be my beta while you're at it? Wkwkwkwkwkw. And, well, Reggy saved a fairy inspired by Tinker Bell, you got that one right. The bludgers weren't something Marauders-related but you got your Marauders shenanigans.

zoomingaway: Wow, so two reviews. Definitely not three, just two. I love so much of how you uniquely review and reacted to my fic. Keep doing what you're doing, your review always made my day! What you love about Percy is what I love about him too so I always tried to do him justice. Damien will definitely appear again and there's little thing he knows over what's going on around not just his House but also Hogwarts. I'm glad you share the same sentiment with Capture the Flag.

You have no idea how excited to find another Hamilton fan! XD I truly recommend you check out 21 Chump Street, it's another work of LMM staring Anothy Ramos and I'm sure you'll love it! Also, now I'm starting to construct a character that's based on Jeff Goldblum, imagine how fun would that be! I understand your feelings for Regulus, Severus, and Draco. I don't care if they ended up good or not perfect, we deserve a good redemption arc! Zuko cannot be the ONLY great redemption character in fiction history! Draco could have been great, you know? But when he decided to run away it just makes him pitiful instead. He has potential but JKR wasted him. (If I wasn't clear before, I have feels for JKR's treatment of Slytherin within the book. It's one of the main reasons I wrote this fic after all. I need this feels as fuel.)

Toots and McG does have good chemistry, right? I'm glad you love them. I try not to give a different atmosphere to Lee and McG. In canon, a game persisted for three months in a Quidditch League because that's how long it took to capture the Snitch. I can imagine a random audience caught the Snitch as if it was a baseball game and caught the unfortunate attention of both Seekers. No way there are no accidents.

I mean, if you read the flashback. Severus is just an awkward nerd who's devoted to Lily and was just trying to find a place he belongs to. I'm not gonna say much because it'd be a spoiler, but I'd do more to his character than just have him bitter and have the readers sympathize with him because of his sad background. Making his motivation more clear so fans cheered for him to make him more likable. Thank you for the well wishes and advice :)))

scl04: The reason should be explained in this chapter; fairy magic BS. I can't really comment the Trio's Future Drama because spoilers. For the Marauders, I can TOTALLY understand where you're going. I've been bullied before when I was in grade school, and I know for a fact the treatment in the past influence who I am now. The thing is though? They didn't do anything physical, they just call me an inappropriate name and laughed at me behind my back. It took me years to understand that the reason they mock me was that they think it's funny and harmless fun. Since I don't show any reaction and let them slide, they took that as something acceptable. They didn't know they were hurting me until I stop coming to school. Now they've grown up and have moved on, and so have I. I'm happy they grow up, but if someone asked me if I had forgiven them, I can't really answer because I don't carry a grudge or anything. I just know their actions weren't acceptable.

I have one bully who gets slightly physical, but for some reason, I think she's funny. Like, she's trying to emulate those bullies from soap operas so I was never really afraid of her. She threatened to have her (possibly imaginary) uncle to kill me but it took name-calling for me to stop coming to school. LOL. Anyway, I only have my experience to emulate the feeling that these Marauders are just trying to copy adults and be heroes, and you know that every hero needs a villain. I hope I captured it right that these kids are just trying to have fun (in the wrong direction.)

Speaking of Percy being attractive, the fans are coming out of the woodwork in Hogwarts. I can't wait for Valentine's day because boy do I have plans.

Thank you so much for the love, hope you like this chapter too.

DreamCatcher06: I honestly don't mind writing normal game for once, but then I look back at the previous two Acts and I thought "Meh, might as well go crazy". Have you seen the 21 Chump Street? I'm curious of what you think. If it wasn't clear enough I made another Hamilton reference in this chapter too XD Still suffering from that Hamilton Fever. I'm glad you love the commentary.

Sunny: Thank you :)))

Stjinbus: Numerous times actually, deciding which story and how to end it is a difficulty actually. I have three premises for an original story, I just can't decide the main antagonist for some reason. And yeah you knock the joke barely pass the park... or in wizarding term, you barely catch the punchline.

FolkLuz21: I'm so happy that you love the Toot-McG commentary. I wanted something that different from the Lee-McG pairing but no less interesting, you know? Yeah, and Toot can as well be said to be a secret Damilene Shipper. But who knows? And glad you're worried about Regulus, my aim is for you to be worried for more kids from every house. Can't wait to read what you think of this chapter. The way you gush over the competition, I can just imagine you watching competition-based movies like Bring It On.

I can imagine you've watched Silent of the Lamb then? I never tried watching it but I've been informed it's a good thriller movie that I planned to watch. I'm not a romance girl either. Mostly because romance-oriented movies are either cliche or tearjerker. I don't mind romance in itself, I just don't want it to be the main focus of a movie... unless it's a Disney or DreamWorks movie I guess, but they have perfected the art of making romance kids movie without focusing on the romance. Tangled and How to Train Your Dragon is a good example. But I love, love, love fantasy stories, also partial to thriller and mystery. It's recently been a struggle to find a fantasy book that's not filled with dark theme, doesn't have a cliche premise and lighthearted storyline that's acceptable for all ages but not too childish for me to enjoy. (Yeah, I know, I have demanding preference).

Thank you for the well wishes :) Aku merasa penuh harapan setelah membaca komentar yang baik hati dari kamu. Gracias de nuevo por el amor que das por mi historia. ¿Por cierto, como estás? Me encantaría saber cómo está tu vida. Sampai jumpa! :)

aarna rastogi: Percy might as well be jinxed at this point XD Thank you for the love and good wishes :)))

CalRedEss: Oh, you'll love how I plan Ivan to interact with the other fairies. Some lines are timeless for a reason. I'm so happy you enjoyed the match that much :D

snowsTorm18000: Regulus has an inner-hero in himself, I mean... this is the guy who sacrificed himself to hide Voldemort's Horcrux. Percy would have saved the fairy but Regulus just, ironically, be faster than him in this case. Thank you for the love and good wishes :)

Patolemus: Congrats in finishing those assignments. I'm flattered an almost 3K fic about quidditch impressed you. Regulus=Percy is more of a healthy rivalry rather than friendship. I'm glad lots of people love Toots and McG commentaries. You fan-girling Damien is life for me and I knew you would love my Regulus Chapter XD Honestly, Percy would have saved the fairy if he could but the momentum of his broom didn't let him since the Fairy and Snitch moved oppositely, so Regulus has bigger chance to save the little thing. Percy isn't the only person in the school who has the potential to be a hero after all.

No Damien wouldn't join the gang... you might cry for him tho (OmG I'm so evil.)

Theertha: Dear reader... thank you so much for the love, I appreciate it so much. I'm so happy to know there's re-readers XD. the Wholesome Trio has time to share so don't worry about the future yet, and Marauders MIGHT find out about Rhea, but only if there's an opportunity so don't hold your breath.

KimiKiwi: You and me, sis. You know it's good if you cry after all. Unfortunately Sirius may appear more than Reggy, but I will make each appearance significant. Thank you for the good wishes :)))

DamHotDogisBetterThanBacon: You got that right! I'm still suffering a Hamilton Fever. I didn't even realize that I had a Captain America Reference until I read it again XD Thank you again for the love, hope you like this chapter too.