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Chapter 11
Aries was very excited for his first class which happened to be charms with Professor Flitwick. Charms had always been a favorite of Aries growing up. His mom often told stories of her time at Hogwarts before bed and charms ability to alter specific properties had always enthralled him. He was really looking forward to, hopefully, be in the top of his class. He knew he wouldn't take the top spot with his sister in his class but if he could make it to the top 3 or 5 percent that would still be an amazing achievement.
"So, Aries have you put any more thought into how we can get the puking pastels out to the Slytherin without anyone finding out?" Albus asked nonchalantly as the ambled towards their class. Aries let out a little sigh of displeasure. He wanted to get back at the Slytherins with a vengeance, but he also wanted it to be in a more extreme way then making a portion of them vomit for the few minutes it took them to get to the hospital wing.
"Honestly Albus I want to talk with George and Fred about the best way to get back at those bastards. Puking pastels are like a funny gag between friends. I want it to be something that makes a lasting impression on them and causes them to worry about what could be coming at them next," Aries points out hoping his best friend would understand. Albus weighs Aries's words and finds himself agreeing with him over James, who's idea was the puking pastels.
"Yea let's make sure they regret their actions. No one's better than Fred and George at getting back at people in secret ways that leave everyone effected wondering how it happened." Aries's face broke into a huge grin at his best friend's support.
During charms they worked on levitation and Aries found himself incredibly bored. He had earned Gryffindor 10 points with his flawless conclusion of the charm. He had hoped that the curriculum had evolved since his mom time but apparently it hadn't. Next to him Albus struggled to make his feather rise more than a few centimeters and was quickly becoming agitated.
"Merlin's saggy tits how did you manage to get this so quick? I mean I know your mom was kind of a charm wiz, but my dad defeated Voldemort for Christ sakes. You would think that would give me some kind of leg up," He exclaimed dropping the feather and shoving himself back into his chair. Aries couldn't help but chuckle at his friend's frustration.
"I don't think my aptitude has so much to do with biology as it does the fact that me and Gem used to steal mom's wand and practice spells when she was distracted with her ministry proposal," Aries pointed out still stifling his laughter that was bubbling up in his chest.
"Wouldn't the ministry have brought you in on under-age use of magic?" Albus asked perplexed.
"No because we used an of age wand. The ministry monitors the wands that are being used rather then who's using said wand. Unless the wand is reported stolen they never pay attention to the spellcasters magical signature. Gem figured it out after she stole mom's wand and we were pretending to be students at Hogwarts and she casted a spell. We freaked out for weeks waiting for her letter from the ministry arrived. When no letter arrived, we realized we had stumbled on to a gold mine," Aries closed his eyes and focused on the sense of accomplishment and sibling appreciation he had felt at that time.
"Well damn why didn't you tell me that!" Albus exclaimed loudly enough for several students and the professor to turn and look at them. Flitwick removed the 10-points Aries had just earned for Albus's foul mouth and reminded everyone that this was time to prefect their wand work and incantations. All other communications were not necessary. Albus sulked and focused back on making his feather levitate. After class let out Albus was on Aries like white on rice.
"Seriously what the hell dude! We could've been working on so many things and gotten away with so much if I had known that. Geez! My mom was always leaving her wand at home when she was coaching the Holyheads. And those practices went on for hours. Man, I feel completely jipped." Aries merely rolled his eyes and shook his head at his friend's over reaction.
"It was something me and Gem shared. She's my sister, more than that she's my twin sister, and she liked having one thing that only the two of us knew. I was always blowing her off to go hang out with you so having a sibling secret helped ease the anger she had at me for that," Aries pointed out. Albus let out a loud disgruntled sigh but nodded in agreement. He and James had somethings that they had left Aries out of so he supposed that he could see Aries point.
Their next class was with potions with Slytherin and Aries hoped he would be able to work with his sister. It was probably his only chance for passing potions. He had always sucked at potions because of how even the smallest amount difference could drastically change the outcome of everything. On the other hand, Gemini had always excelled at the basic complexities of potion brewing. It was her favorite subject by far. From the time she was allowed into their mom's potion lab she begged for potion books to devour.
"Hurry up Albus or else people will fill up Gem's table and we will be completely out of luck with this class," Aries stated as he began to rush towards the moving staircases. Albus quickly followed knowing Aries was completely right because siting with Gemini in potions was a sure-fire way to ace the class at least the portion that took place in the classroom.
Meanwhile Gemini and Scorpius were both laughing and heading from their courtyard flight lesson. Scorpius was laughing and ribbing Gemini for her complete lack of coordination in even getting onto a broom.
"Stop laughing at me Scor. The only times I've ever been on a broom I've had my Uncle behind me making sure I was centered or next to me making sure that I wouldn't fall off," Gemini growled playfully as she slapped him in the chest.
"Oh, come on Mimi you are more uncoordinated than a one-winged hippogriff. That's funny ask anyone," Scorpius replied blocking her half-hearted swats. Gemini just rolled her eyes and linked her arm with him deciding to change the subject.
"Are you looking forward to potions? I am that's for sure its one of my favorite subjects that are available for first years that is," Gemini was practically buzzing inside her skin with excitement.
"I like potions but never as much as my father wanted me to. He was always trying to get me into his lab so I could help him try and created new configurations for common potions with cheaper ingredients. Did you know he's one of the lead contributors to the new formula of wolfsbane that has made it more accessible to werewolves? My mom was so mad when he spent months working down in his lab with different ingredients that were supposed to have similar effects as those in the old wolfsbane potions," Scorpius stated proudly.
Many people still saw his father as a death-eater who had been a coward and ran away from the final battle, but his father was trying to reshape the Malfoy name to really mean something positive in the wizarding community again and Scorpius couldn't be prouder to call him his father.
Gemini was really surprised that Mr. Malfoy had been one of the main minds that had helped her mother to finally be able to push for the ministry to provide wolfsbane to the werewolf masses and greatly increase the quality of their lives. Her mom had always told her that Mr. Malfoy had been a driving force behind her choice of careers despite their childhood squabbles but she always made sure to point out that even though he had done many good things there were some personal differences in their friendships that they couldn't circumvent which was why Gemini and Aries had never met him.
Gemini had always been captivated when her mother had talked about how you should never judge a book by its cover because she always tied it in with a story about her and Mr. Malfoy's friendship and how it had evolved. Part of her had always wanted to meet the man who had been such a big influence on her mom, but her mom had always stood firm on the fact that their friendship had ended on a sour note that couldn't be fixed.
She was struck by a memory of one of those conversations:
Hermione had been telling Gemini not to worry after a boy at school had called her names and pulled her pigtails. "Boys at you're age are very stupid darling and sometimes the only way they know how to communicate is through stupid displays of immaturity. Do you remember when I told you about Mr. Malfoy and how he helped push me towards making a true difference for people? Well when we were in school he used to pick on me every day and it turned out it was because he himself was insecure. After he grew up a bit we became very close," Hermione had murmured as she rocked her 8-year-old in her arms and stroked her back.
"Mommy if you and Mr. Malfoy were such good friends how come I haven't ever met him?" Gemini had asked into her mother's neck.
"Because darling sometimes even the strongest friendships have a weak spot and ours was our very different beliefs. I still care for him greatly and probably always will but too much time has passed to fix the issues between us," Hermione's grip on her daughter had tightened noticeably but young Gemini had just assumed it had been meant to comfort her.
"But mommy whenever I'm in a fight with one of my friends or Ris you always tell me that its never too late to settle our differences and fix our problems," Gemini had chirped pulling out of her mother's arms to look into her eyes. "I think you need to go talk to Mr. Malfoy and talk about your feelings because that's what you always tell us to do."
Hermione had squeezed her eyes shut on a sharp painful humorless chuckle before responding, "I already tried that many years ago sweetie and that's how I know that me and Mr. Malfoy are very different people and that being friends isn't something either of us is capable of."
Gemini pulled herself out of the memory and turned to Scorpius and asked, "Does you dad ever talk about my mom?"
Scorpius just looked at her with a confused look on his face and shook his head stating that he had never heard the name Granger in any interactions he could remember in his household. Gemini let out a sigh and dropped the subject. Even though she dropped the subject it still nagged at her from the back of her mind. Was there possibly another Mr. Malfoy? Or had her mother been right and even though her mom missed him, he didn't want anything to do with her.
As they approached the potion classroom Gemini shook her head to dislodge the annoying analysis going on in the back of her consciousness. She had more important things to focus on right now like kicking ass in this potions class.
Authors questions: Is this chapter worth a review? That's up to you. Look I'm a poet and I didn't even know it. JK but in all seriousness I would love more review. Do you like how I made it so Draco had helped Hermione with her goals? What will Lucius do to try and get his seat back? Will it work? Keep reading to find out! R&R please.
