Part 1

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The burrow was peaceful as the Weasley family ate. With Percy, Bill, and Charlie all coming to visit, Mrs. Weasley had made a special meal in her excitement. The Hogwarts students had turned back to their normal skin colors, Harry and Hermione had gone home, and Mr. Weasley had been given some time off before a new assignment started.

Mr. Weasley looked up from his chicken and dumplings. "So Percy, I hear you'll be working at Hogwarts this coming year."

Percy nodded. "Yes, I'll be teaching transfiguration while Professor Mcgonnagall is on leave. Professor Dumbledore was in need of a teacher for the year and the Minister himself suggested me."

Fred and George looked at each other, and George sighed. "Now he's a Professor?"

Fred shook his head. "I know, how embarrassing. Prefect was bad enough, but now this?"

Mrs. Weasley glared at Fred and George, then turned to Percy. "Well, I think that's wonderful. You could learn a thing or two from your brother, and not cause chaos on the train."

Ginny and Ron snickered. Bill, Charlie, and Percy all looked at their youngest brother and sister. Bill raised an eyebrow turning to the twins. "What'd you do this time?"

"Oh, not too much. Just changed everyone's race for a little while." Fred shrugged.

Charlie and Bill looked at each other. Then Charlie looked at the twins. "Is that a prank, or activism?"

George stood up and saluted the air. "It is the will of the giant squid." He and Fred started laughing.

Mr. Weasley facepalmed. "Oh not this again! How long are you two going to keep going on about that?"

Bill, Charlie, and Percy looked around the room until Percy finally spoke. "Don't expect me to go easy on you two this next semester. If you cause trouble at school, there will be consequences. As a matter of fact, I'll be informing the headmaster about this."

As the Weasley family groaned collectively as an owl hit the window. Bill chuckled. "Percy, I believe that's your owl."

Percy gave his older brother a death glare before opening the window to let the owl in. Then a smirk formed on his face as he looked at the letters it was carrying. They had the Hogwarts seal. One was addressed to Fred and George Weasley. The other was addressed to Molly Weasley. "It would seem the headmaster already knows of your predicament. Perhaps detention is in order."

Mrs. Weasley's face went white. "Arthur, Dumbledore wouldn't send an owl unless it was serious. You don't think…"

"No, he wouldn't expel them. Not for this.." Mr. Weasley's expression turned to worry. "Would he?"

Percy's smile turned to panicked horror as everyone glared at him. "No, I didn't mean…" he sighed sitting down.

Fred and George opened their letter.

Nice

The twins high fived. Ron looked over their shoulder to read the letter and burst out laughing. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley looked at the twins in confusion, then each other before opening the letter.

Dear Molly,

With the tragic death of Poppy Pomfrey, there is an opening at the position of matrone at Hogwarts. Given your skill in healing magic and your kind hearted nature, I believe you would be a perfect fit for the job. As such, I would like to offer the position to you if you'll take it.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts

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Part 2

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Ow!" A man in torn robes rubbed his throbbing wrist. "Do you have to keep hitting me like that!?"

Minerva Mcgonagall rolled up her sleeves, raising a ruler. "I'll hit you again."

"Ok, ok, fine. Sheesh." The man looked at Mcgonagall backing into a stone wall.

"Now tell me why you attacked us and who sent you?"

"All right, all right. Look, I don't know his real name, but everyone calls him Worm Tail. He said he needed you out of the way."

Mcgonnagall's raised an eyebrow. "Worm Tail...Turnbaker, have you heard that name?" She looked at a man with dirty brown hair and a torn white shirt.

Evan shook his head. "No idea. Maybe the ministry can get some more info out of this guy." He looked at the man. "Actually, who are you?"

"Look, I'm just a grunt." He begged. "I've told you everything, just please, let me go."

"No. That's not how this works." Mcgonnagall glared at the man.

Turnbaker raised an eyebrow. "You just tried to kill us, who's dumb enough to think someone would let them go after that?"

Mcgonnagall and Turnbaker grabbed the man and apparated to a well lit room with black marble walls. An old man jumped from his desk looking at his new guests. He looked at Mcgonnagall and Turnbaker squinting. "Minerva? Evan? What are you doing here?"

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Part 3

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Wind blew across a field by an old wooden house. Cedric Diggory held his wand out focusing. "Lumos Maxima!" A ball of white light surrounded his wand, forcing him to shield his eyes. "Nox." The light went out and Cedric grimaced.

He gripped his wand tightly with both hands and focused. "Come on…" He focused again, closing his eyes. "Lumos...Maxima!"

His wand glowed again. This time it was even brighter. The wand burned in Cedric's hand as he tried to keep hold. His hands shook and he dropped his wand.

"Nox..." He gasped for air, falling to his knees. His father Amos looked at him in concern. "Cedric, you've been going at it for hours. Don't you think you should take a rest?"

"Not just yet." Cedric took a few seconds to catch his breath and picked up his wand. "That Crouch guy would've killed me if not for Professor Mcgonnagle. What if he shows up again?"

"Even the best of us need to rest now and then." Amos sighed. "Why, even Albus Dumbledore doesn't keep up this pace."

"Because he's already strong enough." Cedric thought for a moment. "Wait a minute. Maybe I'm going about this wrong." He stood up raising his wand. He focused on a tree in front of him and aimed his wand, "Lumos Ultimus!", a blinding golden light. It surrounded the tree in a ball of gold and white. Amos and Cedric shielded their eyes as the light slowly faded.

Amos Diggory looked at the tree as the glow became bearable. Even after the light had faded, the tree seemed to keep some of the light. Amos kept staring for several gaping, Eventually Cedric nudged to make sure he was all right. Amos turned to Cedric shaking. "What was that?"

Cedric gave him a goofy grin. "The best distraction in the world."