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James's POV

It had been a few weeks since Harrison had left for Nightingale. The manor seemed emptier than normal without his younger son running around. It was stupid for him to think so. The manor only held one less occupant than normal. Yet the life that Harrison brought was gone.

James had been spending more time at home to keep Alex company. Their world was experiencing an unprecedented time of peace. The aurors weren't needed nearly as much as they had been during the war. So he was allowed to drop down to part-time rather than staying full time.

Lily for her part still worked endless hours at Saint Mungous as a healer. It was her passion so he didn't blame her for it. Still, he wished he saw her more often but the hospital had been busy. People were experimenting with magic and potions that they had no business doing so with. That almost always ended in disaster and his wife having to pick up the pieces.

Currently, he was enjoying a cup of coffee while reading the latest letter from his youngest son. As per their routine James and Alex, both got separate letters detailing Harrison's time at Nightingale. Lily would also get a letter but with fewer details. While she loved him they weren't nearly as close as James and Harrison were.

The letter in his hands spoke of excitement for the upcoming squad selection. His son had been chosen to be one of the battlemage squad leaders. It was an honor to be chosen and he swore he would make the best squad in the school. James hoped his son would make some friends.

Despite the happy tones of the letter, James could tell there were just hints of loneliness. He didnt quite have a group of friends like James did at Hogwarts. Hopefully with squad selections that would change.

There was a ding from the wards that told him someone was trying to go through his floo. His magic searched out to find out who was trying to come through. He frowned as he recognized the magic of Albus Dumbledore.

Why was the old Headmaster coming to visit? Their last meeting had been over Harrison. The man wanted him to go to Lily's sister's house. Not that James would ever allow that. There was no reason for him to go. Harrison wasnt a squib and he didnt harbor any resentment towards his brother.

Sitting at the table wouldn't answer his questions, however. If he wanted an answer then he would have to allow the older wizard inside. So with the slightest of hesitations, he allowed Dumbledore passage.

Not even a moment later the floo flared green and Albus stepped through. The robes he was wearing were bright yellow and made James wince. There was no way the man thought that this was a good color. He had to be color blind.

Still, he greeted cordially, "Albus welcome back to Potter Manor. What brings you here during the school year?"

Albus gave a glance around the sitting room before he replied, "Well you see I was coming to see if you had any second thoughts about what I suggested last time. With Harrison being a squib it really wouldn't do for him to grow up jealous of magic."

James almost growled at that. He didnt know Albus got his ideas that Harrison was a squib but he didnt like it. If his son was squib James would know it.

Taking a deep breath to calm his rising anger he said, "Albus I dont know where you get it in your head that Harrison is a squib. He has been doing accidental magic without a problem just like Alex does.

A frown crossed the older man's face as he blew the unasked question off, "Well my boy I just worry about you and your family. Where are the boys anyway? Not bottled up inside on this lovely day I hope?"

James sighed, "Alex is in his room at the moment reading a letter from Harrison. For his part, Harrison is in a new school and seems to be enjoying his time there."

A twinkling entered the old man's eyes as he replied, "Well then maybe I'll drop over and see young Alex before I return to Hogwarts. If you dont mind of course?"

"Go ahead, Albus."

Hopefully, Alex would remember what they had talked about. Until Harrison came home for Christmas no one else needed to know what school he went to. For the youngest safety.

Harrison's POV

"This is a terrible idea," came XIII's slightly irritated comment from his right.

Harrison didnt turn to face him as he finished the last of their preparations and said, "No this is an amazing idea. You're just being a stick in the mud."

"We get caught I blame you," came the growled answer. Still, blue eyes watched to make sure no one walked upon them.

Their entire battle squad was preparing to turn the Hall into a war zone. They had set up a basic rune sequence on each of the tables that would send plates of food flying at however sat there. Rune sequencing was something they had learned in their second class. The concept was easy enough. The execution took a steady hand but they were ready. The lead rune was under the table where he sat. All he would have to do was focus a little bit of magic into it and their plan would commence.

The Hall slowly began to fill in with students. The current King was one of the last to enter. His entourage sat exactly where was predicted.

Slowly he nodded to the others and prepared himself. Then he focused his magic into his free hand that was placed on the lead rune.

There was a loud scrape of glass on wood followed by shouts of anger and disbelief. Students of all years and Houses jumped to their feet food sliding off of their clothes on splattering onto the floor. It only took a second longer for wands to be drawn and spells to begin flying.

Nodding to his group they too began to fire off spells. Harrison focused on the King and his team focused on the Guard. It would do them a lot of good to see what they were up again. If he wanted to be King he would have to make a formal challenge. As it stood now he was just testing the other's ability.

Disarming charm followed by an immediate push back charm were the first off his lips. In response, a shield charm was thrown up by the King as he turned to face Harrison. Despite being across the Hall their eyes met and Harrison could feel his intense hatred.

Well, then it seemed this person thought of him as something to be squashed. Time to show him that he was wrong. More spells were whispered in quick succession. While he couldn't use wordless magic yet he knew the pros and cons of using it. Shouting spells would only get you killed the element of surprise was key.

Spells coming his way were deflected via shield charm or he dodged. As Harrison flipped over one of the tables he caught sight of a turkey that had not been cut yet. It gave him an idea. Why stop at just sending plates into laps? Winning a duel was about creativity after all.

He sent the turkey flying towards the King who seemed to forget a regular protego charm only stopped spells. It did nothing to stop physical objects. Harrison followed the turkey knocking the older student over with flying condiments.

Around him, other students caught on to the trick and began to do the same. Within minutes everyone was covered in condiments no matter what they tried. The once pristine Hall now was a disaster zone. All in all, Harrison was quite proud of what he had done.

Then a shout drew all the students, "What the fuck happened here?"

The Headmaster and several teachers had just walked in. Oh, they were all in so much trouble.