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Cho's suspicion:

Cho had seen it.

Clearly as the day.

And she didn't know what to make of it.

Hearing a scream, she immediately ran towards the scream as fast as her legs could take her. What she wouldn't give for a broomstick right now as she felt her legs straining to follow her brain.

As she reached the source, she stopped dead on her tracks to see an ogre looming over one of the students. She immediately drew her wand but before she could cast a spell, the ogre swing its fist as struck the student.

"No!" Cho shouted but it was too late. The ogre smashed the student with its mighty fist and all she could do was cringe. She cried at her own uselessness. She couldn't get to the student on time and he suffered to consequences of her own actions.

The ogre growled, Cho expected it to attack her next but was surprised to see it still crushing the poor student. Then, she saw the improbable.

The ogre was sent flying to the wall and rendering it unconscious before it fell.

Looking at the ogre, Cho gasped as she saw that it was really unconscious. Then she turned to the student to see if he was all right. Surprisingly, he didn't even have a scratch. And Cho saw the reason.

There was that blue specter hovering beside the student. Holding its right arm, mimicking the student. It was like it was part of the student. The student talked to it and the specter nodded. Was he talking to it? Then suddenly, she saw a pair of red haired girls ran towards the student. They hugged him immediately as they reached him and the specter vanished.

Confused as to what had happened, Cho headed for the children.

*** ***

Ginny was in the infirmary holding her daughter tight as Hermione did the same. They were so worried that the ogre had done them in for they knew that they were exactly their parent's daughters.

They have a knack of finding trouble or it finding them. Just like them.

Ginny turned her head at the person she knew was trouble in human form.

He looked like an angel peacefully sleeping on one of the beds. Madam Pomfrey said that he was just tired. But to her it was like he was drained.

"He saved us," Lily said as she noticed her mother's stare.

"I know baby," Ginny kissed her daughter's forehead. "I'm just worried."

"He defeated him single handedly," Jamie smiled at her mother. "We just left him for a few moments and the ogre was unconscious."

"He did?" Hermione had that suspicious look again. But it softened as she saw Lin's angelic face.

"We must thank him," Ginny said as she stoked her daughter's hair. "But we must let him rest. Come now, he needs some peace." Lily and Jamie looked at their mothers and smiled. They went to Lin's bed and gave him each a peck on the cheek.

"See you tomorrow, Lin" Jamie whispered into his ear and Lily squeezed his hand. They both were out of the infirmary following their grinning mothers.

As soon as they left, Lin opened his eyes. He quietly sat up and smiled. He let out a huff of air and lied back down, all the while grinning in amusement. He closed his eyes and waited for tomorrow to come.

*** ***

Ginny and Hermione were in the teacher's lounge as they talked about today's events.

"I'm telling you, Gin. There's something strange with that boy," Hermione said as she leaned on the couch.

"But you approve of him being with the girls," Ginny frowned in confusion.

"Yes. But he is still strange."

"Hagrid told me about the time they were in the forbidden forest," Ginny looked at her friend almost sadly. "I must admit he is rather peculiar. But he still does thing for the best of interests."

"Ginny, he sounded like a bloody vampire, no pun intended, to me." Hermione smirked as she sipped her tea.

"I knew marrying my brother would be your downfall," Ginny laughed. "You're starting to adapt his language."

"That's not funny," Hermione grimaced. "Anyway. What are we going to do about him?"

"What about him" Ginny asked. "It's not like he's directly threatening our daughters. And besides, if we forbid them to see him, we'll be the enemies in our daughter's eyes."

"True," Hermione sighed. "Kids these days. What are we going to do about them?"

"Watch them grow up," Ginny smiled and sighed. "Face it. They're becoming young women soon."

"I don't want them growing up so soon," Hermione admitted as she stood from her seat.

"I know," Ginny sighed. "I know."

*** ***

An owl perched on the open windowsill in a cottage somewhere in Europe. For years the occupant had been living there in peace. Away from the prying eyes of muggles and wizards alike.

But now he had been found.

He reached the letter tied to the owl and read it.

Dear Beloved,

If this letter gets to you, I have finally found you. It had been years since we last saw each other and I am getting restless for you return. My life is not complete without you and I fear if I shall never be again if I don't see you.

But this is not the only reason for this letter. I need your help.

There is some trouble brewing here that I may not solve on my own. I ask for your help for you are the only one I trust. I cannot keep this from my other friends. I need you with me. I'm afraid I might go insane without you.

I love you.

Your Seeker.

P.s. If this letter is in your hands. "I have found you!"

The man smiled and folded the parchment. Looking out the window he sighed and took a black piece of parchment. He took his quill and wrote.

My Precious Seeker,

I love you too.

Your Angel

He tied the paper to the owl and sent it on its way. Smirking, he went to pack.

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