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Alex's POV

He glared at the parchment in front of him as it remained stubbornly blank. Everything that he wanted to tell his brother had suddenly left him. What was he supposed to say that Harrison didnt already know?

In the time that his brother had been gone the only thing that changed was that they received more letters now. The manor was too quiet without his little brother to hang around with. Though he wouldn't admit it to his mom or dad he was lonely. Visiting the Weasleys wasnt the same as having someone around all the time.

It wasnt like he could tell Harrison how lonely he was. From his letters the school was amazing. It sounded completely different from Hogwarts and the way their parents described it. Electives were available in the first year. The range was unique that no one else he heard of could match.

A shudder ran through him and suddenly his mind was on quidditch. Right he was about to go outside and fly. Dad had bought him the newest broom that just came out.

Alex stood from his desk and turned only to find Mr. Dumbledore standing in his doorway. Happily, the child greeted, "Mr. Dumbledore! Dad didnt say you were visiting today! I was just on my way to go fly."

Dumbledore replied with a grandfatherly smile that put him at ease, "That's fine my boy. It seems your father had forgotten to mention that I was coming. I was just checking on you since your brother is away. Enjoy your time flying."

"I will sir," he said already halfway out the door heading for the staircase.

In the back of his mind, he felt as if he was forgetting something. Something important. Oh well, it would come to him later if it was really important.

Grim's POV

Being late to lunch was a normal occurrence for him. For one reason or another, he was always held up. It would be unusual for him to arrive on time ever.

As a fourth-year, the students who were still in the halls made way for them. The closer he got to the Great Hall the more he heard screaming and yelling. An unusual occurrence to say the least. Normally students were focused on stuffing as much food down their throats as they could.

As he approached the Hall, the Headmaster and several professors appeared behind him. Grim bowed his head slightly indifferent. From the annoyed look on Durant's face, he did not want to be whoever was still in the hall.

When they walked in they found that everyone was covered in condiments no matter what House or year they belonged to. The once pristine Hall now was a disaster zone. Whoever came up with this idea was brilliant and a dead man if Durant ever found out. The Headmaster took pride in how his school looked. Ruining that was the quickest way to earn the man's ire.

Then a shout drew all the student's attention, "What the fuck happened here?"

Every student in the Hall froze the look of oh fuck written across their faces. In its current state, there was no way to tell who had started to fight. If he had to guess though the House of Ouroboros was probably the best bet. They were currently at odds with the House of Leo.

Still, it was odd that his own House wouldn't have alerted him to such a plan. He wasn't a bad student but neither would he not participate in a fight with Leo.

Then he saw a hidden grin on one of the first years. By the colors of his robes, he was a member of the House of Lupus. It couldn't have been one of them. Lupus kept their heads down and avoided conflict of any kind.

Something in him twinged at the sight of the brown-haired child. His magic tried to reach out towards them. It took all of his strength to reign it back in. Not before it was noticed by another, however.

Keller said amused, "It seems you have found your Garde. Harrison Potter is his name and he is an interesting lad, to say the least."

That was his Garde? He was so... small. The kid looked barely older than a six-year-old. What kind of creature was he that he was accepted so early?

Durant growled drawing his attention away from his thoughts, "Who did this?"

Every single student looked equally as guilty as those around them. The King however was covered in at least double the amount of food that everyone else was. Whoever started it specifically targeted the King.

Karasu accused immediately, "I believe it was the new battle mage squad, Black Hawks, Headmaster."

Cold eyes shot straight to the group in question. To their credit, not a single one of them flinched. Grim had to admit he was slightly impressed that a bunch of first years could hold that stare. He knew fellow seventh years that would cower.

However, it was Keller who stepped in, "Do you have any proof that Potter and his squad attacked you? That a team of first-years actually attacked a group of seventh years?"

Karasu stuttered, "No, but, buts, but."

Keller said turning his nose up at him, "Then by the rules of the school you have no leg to stand on. Until you have proof then you should keep your opinions to yourself."

"But sir?!"

Durant sighed his anger draining from him, "Deputy Headmaster Keller is correct. Unfortunately, unless we have proof we cannot punish them."

Grim barely caught the way that Potter grinned. It was gone as soon as it had come. Who was this child?