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Harry sat down later that evening to write a letter to his children.
Dear Eve and Reese,
How do you like Hogwarts? I heard that you got into Slytherin, Eve.
I need to tell you that I was almost put in Slytherin when I was sorted too.
I just hope you're making friends and that you're staying out of trouble-
Yeah right, thought Harry.
Anyway, how are you liking your classes? Is Professor Trelawny there?
If any of you are taking her class, remember to make your homework as
sad and depressing as possible. If you do it that way, you'll definitely
get an A.
Your mother and I miss you very much and-
"Daddy! Can we write something?" said Mackenzie, coming up to the desk and looking at the letter.
Harry handed her the pencil, and gave one to Maxine too. Mere seconds later the paper had been scribbled on and there were various stick people waving. There was also a messy border, and Harry had to struggle to find space to write, We love you! Dad, Mom, and Mackenzie and Maxine.
After Maxine had licked the envelope, Harry Molecularized to the Owl post office (since Hedwig had died years before) and sent the letter.
He had just arrived home, when someone contacted him over his earpiece.
It was Sphinx.
"Potter, you'd better get down here."
"Why?"
"It's important. Just get your ass down here."
Harry yelled that he was going out again and walked through the door labeled Order of the Phoenix.
Harry walked into Sphinx's office five minutes after he left. There were a number of people walking around and talking quietly.
"Why'd you call me?" Harry asked, walking up to Sphinx's desk.
"Follow me," Sphinx said. She walked over to a Transporter and said, "Crime scene 9048."
Harry followed her through the Transporter, and instantly appeared in a dark forest. There were a bunch of Agents from the Order of the Phoenix there too. Harry saw some taking pictures of something.
"Potter, I need you to ID someone," Sphinx said. She beckoned him over to where the people were taking pictures. Harry recoiled slightly when he saw a body lying on the ground under a sheet. He had always been semi-queasy about dead human bodies.
"Do you know who this is Potter?" Sphinx asked, motioning down to the body. Harry slowly leaned down and pulled the sheet off of the body's face. He grimaced as he noticed the bruised face, and the head that had been nearly slashed off of the body.
"How the hell did this happen?" Harry asked, eyeing the crusted blood on her neck and tangled in her hair.
"Just ID the body, Potter."
Harry looked at the face and then recognized her.
"Celeste!" he gasped. "But… how-why-who-"
"That is all, Potter," Sphinx replied. "You may return to your home." Harry took one last look at the mangled body before he disappeared with a ping.
~*~
It was 2:13 a.m. and Eve was still awake. She hadn't been able to sleep lately. She had talked to Reese, Erin, and Josh the day before, and they were all having the time of their lives. Eve, on the other hand, was not having it so easy. She couldn't get through her portrait hole until someone else came and spoke the password. One time she had gone on a late night walk and she had to wait two hours until someone arrived to open the door. Professor Dumbledore had promised to do something about it, but he hadn't so far.
The other girls in Eve's dorm didn't talk to her, except for Jessamyn. However, whenever Bridget or another girl was around, Jessamyn acted as though she had nothing to do with Eve. Not exactly what you call the best friendship…
All of this had happened, and Eve hadn't even started classes yet! Eve rolled these thoughts around in her head until she eventually fell asleep…
"Look, there's that freak."
"What's her name again?"
"I don't know, but she's Harry Potter's child."
"I wonder if she can get me his autograph."
"We should ask one of the normal kids for that." Eve ignored the comments that followed her everywhere she went. She was busy looking for her first class, Transfiguration.
Professor McGonnagal was sitting behind the desk.
"Hello Miss Potter," Professor McGonnagal said. "Are you adjusting." Eve shrugged and went to a desk at the very back of the classroom. Professor McGonnagal eyed her warily before going to back to grading the rolls of parchment scattered on her desk. A few minutes later the other sixth year Slytherins and the sixth year Hufflepuffs walked in. Eve was too busy searching her bag for her Transfiguration book to notice the whispers and comments.
Jessamyn nonchalantly sat down next to Eve and slipped her a note.
Are you okay? You look tired. - JM
Eve loaded up her quill and scribbled, I am tired. I only slept 3 hours last night.
Poor you.-JM
"Class," said Professor McGonnagal, standing up. "In case you haven't noticed, we have a new member of this class. Eve Potter, will you please stand up." Eve rolled her eyes and followed McGonnagal's orders.
"Everyone, this is Eve Potter. Eve, do you like to read?" Eve slowly nodded her head. "Do you like to play sports?" Nod. "Do you-"
I like dueling, skiing, taking pictures, hanging out with my friends-
"What friends?" muttered a girl.
-Going shopping, drawing, listening to music, and sleeping, Eve said. Professor McGonnagal looked slightly shocked, and Eve said, Sorry for interrupting, but at the speed you were asking questions we would have been here all day.
Eve sat down again, and the other students snickered. Professor McGonnagal pursed her lips and said, "Okay, on with the lesson."
Jessamyn and Eve had been partnered up to try and turn a porcupine into an owl. Professor McGonnagal had asked Eve if she was able to do spells. Everyone laughed and Eve coldly said that she could. Professor McGonnagal was still a bit wary around her, and told her that if she needed any help to be sure to ask her.
"Jeez," Jessamyn whispered. "I've never seen McGonnagal be that nice to a Slytherin before."
"She new my dad," Eve said shortly. She raised her wand and flicked it, not bothering to say the incantation that she had been told to. There was a puff of green smoke and the porcupine instantly turned into an owl.
"Wow," said Jessamyn.
Eve returned the porcupine back to its normal state and said, Okay, your turn.
Jessamyn rolled up her sleeves, bit her lip, and said something. There was an enormous explosion and black smoke engulfed the room. Students were screaming, and Professor McGonnagal was setting off several fireworks to try and get their attention. Eve flicked her wand and the smoke instantly started to clear.
"Oh no…" Jessamyn said. Her desk had disappeared. And all that was left was a pile of ashes. The porcupine was no where to be seen. "Not again."
"Jessamyn! Eve!" said Professor McGonnagal yelled. "Detention!"
What!?
"You heard me! Both of you detention!"
"She shouldn't have to take a detention! It was my fault!" Jessamyn said, leaning down and flicking her wand to clean up the ashes. Instead they caught fire.
Eve quickly put it out with water from her wand, and looked up to find Professor McGonnagal glaring at them.
"I don't care! Now both of you, clean up this mess!'
Eve sighed and started to clean up the ashes, conjuring up a broom and a dustpan.
"And both of you will see me after class so we can arrange your detentions…"
~*~
Ivy was sobbing hard into her pillow. She had just received the news. Her best friend was dead. She had known Celeste since she was five years old. She remembered all of the times that they had gone shopping, and to parties, and…
Ivy gave another loud sob and didn't notice as the door opened and two little figures came walking in.
"Mommy," said Maxine's concerned voice. "What's wrong?"
"A good friend of * sob* Mommy's went away," Ivy said.
"Won't you be able to see your friend again?" Mackenzie asked, climbing onto the bed.
"No sweetie," Ivy said softly. "She's gone forever."
"Who, Mommy?" Maxine asked, following her sister onto the bed.
Ivy's eyes filled with tears again and she said, "Celeste."
"Where did Auntie Celeste go?" Asked Mackenzie, frowning.
Even though Ivy and Harry had explained death to the two twins, but she didn't think that they really understood it.
"She's gone to heaven, sweetie," Ivy said. Ivy looked back on what she just said, and realized that Celeste probably had done too many naughty things to go to heaven, but…
"Can we visit her?"
"No."
"Why not?"
Ivy bit her lip.
"Auntie Celeste is dead, isn't she?" Maxine said. Ivy looked at her daughter, her curly brown hair was hanging messily around her face.
Ivy nodded, and Maxine and Mackenzie started crying. Ivy pulled them both under the covers of the bed with her, and held them until they stopped crying and fell asleep.
Harry, carrying his car keys in his mouth, and holding to grocery bags with his hands, telekinetically opened the front door. He dumped the bags on the counter and put his keys on the counter. It was unusually quiet that day. Harry would normally arrive home to the sounds of happiness, but today there was only silence.
After Harry had put the groceries away he started up the stairs, searching for his family.
Harry pushed the door of his and Ivy's bedroom open, and saw the twins and his wife lying peacefully on the bed. He smiled for a second, and then started to close the door.
CREAK!
Harry winced at the sound, and saw Ivy's eyes open slowly.
"Sorry," he whispered. "I'll let you get back to sleep-"
"No, it's okay," Ivy said, yawning. "I would probably have to get up soon anyway. My arm's falling asleep." She motioned to Maxine, who was sprawled on her mother's arm. Ivy gently slipped the arm out from under her daughter and followed her husband down to the kitchen.
She sat at the table with her head in her hands while Harry made her a cup of coffee.
"Do they know who did it yet?" Ivy muttered as Harry placed the steaming liquid in front of her.
Harry hesitated before saying, "They're no closer to finding out who it was than the last time you asked me."
Ivy sighed and sipped her coffee.
"Do you think it has something to do with Voldemort?" Ivy asked suddenly. Harry raised an eyebrow and said, "He's been dead for a while. There hasn't been Death Eater activity in over 16 years. Why would it have to do with Voldemort?"
Ivy shrugged.
"Besides, Voldemort and his supporters never killed liked that. They always used spells."
Ivy nodded.
"Don't worry, dear," Harry said, leaning over and pulling Ivy into his arms. "I'm sure that they'll find who did it soon…"
Reese jogged down the hall, searching for his next class. He held up his schedule and looked around for the Charms classroom.
"Where on earth is it?" Reese said, looking around. He started to open a door, but it wouldn't budge.
"I don't need this now!" he growled, yanking on the door handle.
"What are you doing?" Asked a voice from behind him.
"I'm trying to get this damn door open!" Reese said angrily. He turned and then found himself staring straight into a pair of chocolate brown eyes. He was enchanted by them, and only moved when a hand waved in front of his eyes.
"Hellooooo? Are you there?" said the voice, who belonged to a girl. Reese blinked and said, "Eh… yeah! I'm here. Sorry…"
"I was going to say that this door is actually not a door," said the girl. "What's your next class?"
"Ch-charms," Reese replied.
"Go down that corridor and make a right." She said. "Bye." She quickly walked away.
"Wait!" He called after her. "What's your name?"
The girl turned a corner, and Reese ran after her. He came around the same corner, and found that the girl had disappeared. Reese stared for a moment before he heard-
DING! DING! DI-
"Oh crap," Reese curse and ran down the corridor.
Eve was not having a good day. So far she had been practically ignored by 3 of her teachers, and the other 3 treated her like a three year old.
"Where would you like to sit?" Professor Trelawney had asked, doing some strange form of sign language and speaking very loud.
The back is fine, Eve said, thinking that it would be better not to make some snide comment at that moment.
She had spent the rest of the lesson doodling and trying not to fall asleep.
Now she was going down to dinner, and had almost found her way there when she ran into Professor Snape.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Potter," sneered Professor Snape. "Why are you wandering around at this time of night-"
It's 6:30, Eve said, glancing at her watch.
Professor Snape scowled and said, "I was going to say, why are you wondering around when you should be serving your detention."
I thought the detention wasn't till 8! Eve exclaimed.
"Well you thought wrong. I need you two now. Get to the dungeon." Eve slowly turned away from Snape and walked down to the dungeons. Jessamyn was already there.
Did you know that they changed the time? Eve asked.
"Yes, Professor McGonnagal told me," Jessamyn said. Eve shrugged and turned as Professor Snape walked in.
"You two will be putting the contents of these barrels into jars. Of course, I don't need the whole toad, only the livers, so you'll have to dissect them… Anyway, the jars are on the shelves. I'll be back in two hours, you should be done by then." Professor Snape then glared at the two of them. "Potter, Malfoy, stay out of trouble."
Snape then turned, his black robes billowing after him.
"What a jackass," Jessamyn muttered after Snape had left. "Come on, we'd better get started."
Eve didn't budge. She just stared at Jessamyn.
"What's wrong?"
What did he say your last name was? Eve asked slowly.
"Malfoy. My name is Jessamyn Malfoy. Why do you ask?"
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