Harry Potter and the Emerald Raindrop

AkashaWinters

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the Harry Potter world. JK Rowling owns the Harry Potterverse anyone who doesn't know that should be exiled to Mars, I make exceptions only for poor penniless people in remote corners of third world countries, who cannot read and don't have the money to buy the overly priced one – thousand paged books. I make no money from my poor attempt at fanfiction. A necklace of raindrops was written by Joan Aiken, I do not own any of the rights etc.

AN: This Chapter is dedicated to TheWingedWhispered, who was the only to guess person to correctly guess the answer to "What do I intend to do involving Mr. Petasus?" Well done and enjoy this chappy!

Chapter 23

Very Liberal

Harry was staring into space as he stirred on autopilot; Dumbledore had yet to confront him about the necklace, he was even beginning to hope that Dumbledore had given up on the idea completely. Harry had noticed a significant increase in his power since wearing it; he didn't feel like it was lending him magic, more that it was heightening his own abilities and senses. He could hear the drip drop of potion from Dean's ladle hit the cauldron as he lifted it out, the gentle ripple of Hermione's robes as she sifted a powder, the beating of the wings of a fly to his left. When he felt something speeding through the air towards him, Harry flung out a hand banishing the object in no time. The room had gone silent. Every single person was staring at him. Blaize Zabini's hand was frozen in the air as though he had just thrown something; he looked astonished. "My God, how did you do that!" A bust of noise began as whispers filled the classroom. "Detention, Potter, for using unauthorised wandless magic during a class!" There were several gasps from both Gryffindor and Slytherin. Even Malfoy was frowning slightly, although his friends were sniggering, his mask quickly changed to indifference. Hermione looked shocked and Harry glared up at the sneering Potions Master. "And ten points from Slytherin…" Snape hissed, the Slytherins looked angry, about to protest; lately Snape had been harsher on them, but he'd never taken points before. However, he continued; "…for NOT managing to blow up Potter's potion, Zabini!"

At this several of the Slytherin's grinned and smirked, while more gasps and comments of unfairness came from the Gryffindors. Harry himself had to shut his gapping mouth; Severus had been almost nice recently. He had at least been a lot fairer to the Gryffindors, only taking points when deserved and not letting the Slytherin's get away with quite as much as they used to. Harry scowled at Snape, who was smirking. "Seven O'clock tonight Potter, don't be late!" he snapped before whipping around and striding back to his desk.

Harry glared at his almost ruined potion, adding an extra ingredient in hope of salvaging it. His hand shock slightly, it was so unfair! Zabini would have ruined his potion had he managed to through the ingredient without Harry noticing. It was self-defence! Although…he had taken points from Slytherin, even if it was as a punishment for missing a chance to show him up.

Hermione nudged him and he turned down the flame under his cauldron. "Don't look so down Harry, you said you were meeting with Snape tonight at seven anyway, remember? He was probably just taking the opportunity to give a reason for your meeting, so it's less suspicious." She hissed.

Harry's eyes went wide, of course! So maybe Snape didn't hate him so much after all? Hate you? Hello! Haven't you noticed the way he's been eyeing you up in private? Harry blushed, then frowned. What Snape said to Zabini was harsh, he needn't have done that, so why did he? hmmpf

The Potions lesson came to an end and Harry left his head filled with questions and a frown on his face. He was annoyed at Severus, or rather annoyed at himself for not understanding Severus' thinking. Eventually lunchtime came and Harry sighed as he sat down to eat with his friends, he had mostly gotten used to his heightened senses by now, but the sounds of so many sets of cutlery scrapping together was giving him a migraine. He glanced up at the head table, Severus wasn't there, but to his surprise Remus was and when he spotted Harry he smiled at him before returning to his conversation with Mr. Petasus. Deciding he needed some time to chill out, he left the Great Hall and headed to the camp calling to Taz.

"Hey boy," The horse nuzzled him affectionately, Harry smiled, "Love you too."

The horse tossed his head and whickered gently, Harry rubbed his neck, "No I'm not riding you now, how about we go for a walk, huh?" The horsed his head again in response and as Harry headed to the lake, Taz followed him, unleashed by his side. As Taz drank from the edge of the lake Harry skimmed a stone across the surface. He was thinking of the past seven years and the fight that loomed ever closer, he had been thinking about it a lot recently. He knew he'd have to face Voldemort soon, he had no choice, he didn't know weather he would live or die, but that didn't disturb him as much as it used to. He had lived so much in the last seven years, had seen things, both good and bad, that other would never see. But what if he did live threw this? Everything would change, not just loosing such a great threat, but he would be leaving Hogwarts, his home. The only place he had ever called home. He threw the next stone hard at the water causing Taz to look up at him with sad eyes. The truth was, he didn't know what was going to happen to him, he didn't know what to do and he felt scarred. Scarred of being alone again. He took a deep breath realising he had been leaking tendrils of coloured magic across the lakes surface. It was a beautiful sight, the deep purple, blue and green mixed gently like a mist and swayed in a slow, sad pattern as though conveying his inner emotions.

Albus watched as though hypnotised by the swirling magic, as he watched the slow magical dance he was washed with emotions he was sure were not his own. A great sorrow, grief, fear, loneliness, pain, anger and then slowly, a calm, acceptance of an unchangeable fate. Harry. He had had to deal with so much, so much was expected of him and he tried so hard not to let the wizarding world down. He never let out his emotions, even to his friends; this seemed so personal Albus felt he shouldn't be watching. He regretted what he had had to put the man threw, what he still had to do. He had no idea whether Harry would live or die and that scarred him; Albus was rarely scarred, but not knowing, not being able to help with Harry's own fears; that scarred him. He knew how Harry must feel about him, knew Harry blamed him for many things and many of them were his fault. But he knew that had he had the choice or knowledge of the outcomes of his actions, he would not have changed the sacrifices he had made. He knew Harry may never forgive him, but he hoped that at least Harry would live to make that choice.

Albus sighed and looked away as Harry drew the magical energy back into him, he was powerful, very powerful, but he would need much more power, much more than just magic to win this war. Harry would need strength of the mind and emotion, something Albus knew had been leaving him bit by bit over the years, from all the pain, all the suffering he had seen. He hoped Harry would make it and make it in one piece. Albus' eyes landed on the empty cabinet next to him, where the necklace had was lain. He knew Harry was not telling the truth about how he had gotten it, but he had noticed Harry's senses and abilities had heightened. If nothing else, he hoped this would in someway help him. He had been very surprised when Harry had shown the ability to do elemental magic, it meant he must be related to the Gypsies in some way, although he did not know how, he had checked his records thoroughly. If he was very much mistaken this necklace had something to do with it, he was hoping he would share the information with Remus from whom he knew it would not be too difficult to pry it from, since Harry was being less than forth coming.

Sighing again, Albus shock his head and returned to his desk seat to set to work on paperwork; all in good time, he thought, all in good time.

Harry walked towards the dungeons to meet Severus, he had yet to meet anyone as tea was still being served, so when Harry passed an empty classroom and spotted movement in the corner of his eyes he instinctively he threw out his magic and the moving object froze. Harry turned towards the classroom to see Remus and Mr. Petasus frozen, Harry groaned as he realised how much trouble he was about to be in. Then he gaped when the picture in front of him registered, Remus had his left hand resting on the mans lower regions and it didn't look like a mistake front the look on both their faces, that and Petasus was leaning heavily on the desk behind him, both hands gripping the edge for support. Oh, shit. Not again! That was the second time he had walked in on Remus in a compromising position, the first time had been at Grimmauld place, he had been in bed with Sirius, having wild sex. Fortunately Harry had managed not to be seen and had gotten over the experience pretty quickly, it was really what had clinched his sexual orientation; it had looked VERY hot.

Unfortunately, Harry now had a dilemma; he could either run very fast in the opposite direction and hope the magic wore off before someone else found them in their compromising position, or he could unfreeze them and have to admit to seeing his dad's friend feeling up his Defence teacher. Great…just great! Worst of all Harry was starting to feel a tingle in his own lower region when his mind had strayed to think of himself and Severus in that position. Damn it! There was nothing for it he would have to unfreeze them, he couldn't leave them and they'd know someone had seen them so he couldn't hide. Shit. His cheeks flushed red. Okay, if he were going to face the dark lord and kill him, he would manage this. At least he thought, Remus was a good friend, a father figure and he could at least tease him about it.

Taking a deep breath, he unfroze them. In a split second the two had leapt apart and looking straight at him. The two men were turning very red, especially Remus, although to their credit neither of them looked too flustered. "Ah, Harry." Remus managed to get out.

Harry smirked. "Not very good at closing doors are you Remus, that's the second time I've walked in on you doing inappropriate things to a man." He grinned, as Remus turned, if possible, redder.

"Ah," he said again.

Harry rolled his eyes deciding to give him a break. "It's alright Remus it was years ago and I wasn't mentally scarred for long."

"You're okay, that I'm dating a man?" He asked tentatively.

Harry grinned at him, "I'd be a hypocrite if I wasn't."

"Oh!" So eloquent, Harry thought.

"Sorry for freezing you, I just saw a movement out of the corner of my eye." Harry explained, getting slightly embarrassed now.

Snapping out of his embarrassment, Mr.Petasus came to the rescue; "That's quite alright Harry, I probably would have done the same. I'm sorry we put you in an uncomfortable situation. Remus has told me that he is extremely fond of you and regards you as family, I just wanted you to know that he has made it very clear that your needs will always come first and I respect that very much."

Harry blushed, but gave a small of acknowledgement as Remus gave him a squeeze. "Thanks, Remus is like a father to me and I wanted you two to know that I'm really happy for you."

Remus beamed, he had obviously been extremely scarred of a negative reaction. Mr. Petasus also looked relieved. He smiled at Harry; "Well then as I'm dating a member of your family, I think it would be better if you were to call me Oliver in private."

"Thank you. I'd better get going I'm supposed to be meeting Severus." Harry said then realised his slip up.

Mr…Oliver, chuckled and asked, "Just how many teachers are you on first name terms with?"

Harry grinned and thought about it…actually it was rather a lot. "Three, four including the matron." Oliver laughed and Harry turned to Remus, "Um…are you going to be along later?" he asked tentatively, suddenly nervous, the trail was just over a weeks time.

Remus gave him another squeeze, "Of course." He said gently. Harry smiled and said goodbye to Oliver before continuing on his route to Snape's private quarters. Harry arrived and the portrait immediately opened for him as the Serpent ward hissed a welcome and he walked in. Severus was sorting threw papers at his desk.

"You're late." He said, Harry felt a slight rise of anger remembering his potion's class earlier that day but quickly squashed it.

"Sorry," Harry muttered sitting down on the sofa, "I spotted Remus…er…on the way here." Snape raised a dark eyebrow at him, looking up from his papers. Harry blushed a deep red. "Trust me, you don't want to know."

Severus studied him closely, looking for an explanation of his embarrassment. Then he smirked, "Walked in on him in a compromising potion too did you…"

Harry gasped in surprise but nodded. "When did you…"

"When he was sixteen, I walked in on him and Black in the room of requirement. It was half the reason Black and your father stopped baiting me so much, they were worried I'd say something and Remus didn't want to be outed." Severus grinned evilly.

Harry smiled contented. "They were together all that time, he must have loved Sirius so much," then his face fell in sorrow, "I can't imagine what it must have been like…losing him for thirteen years of Azkaban then having him back only to loose him again…"

Severus studied the young man closely; he looked so sad, grief. Not for himself, but for a werewolf, a man he had only four years ago, who he had seen little of since. It was then that Severus realised, why Albus thought Harry could win against such a powerful evil, why Harry was the boy-who-lived, and the wizarding world's saviour, why he would save them; he grieved indiscriminately. He grieved for a person no matter how good or evil they were, no matter if they would kill him or cast his statue in gold. This was what it truly meant to be good, to love, to be innocent and to be light. He held empathy, love and innocence on such a level he could not be matched, not by his friends, his teachers, the Weasley's, not even Albus.

Walking over to the sofa where Harry sat lost in thought, he gently sat down and reached out sliding his arms around Harry. Harry lent into him with a sigh absently laying his head on Severus' chest. Severus felt a warm feeling of happiness spread threw his body, this is what he had wanted; to comfort Harry when he needed it and it felt good. It had been a long time since he had been close enough to anyone to comfort them and while there had been no spoken agreement on their relationship, it seemed to change from day to day, it was nice to know that they had something, even if he was just a comforting friend for now. Severus had finally admitted to liking Harry; that the feelings of protectiveness towards him were not just for the salvation of the wizarding world and while deep down he knew it was something more than liking, he refused to let such thoughts enter his mind at present.

Pulling Harry closer he relaxed back into the sofa thinking over the year to come. October 31st was when the large celebration would be held, then on November 5th he and Remus would travel to the ministry for the case against Lockhart, another order meeting was scheduled for the middle of the month and Severus would not be surprised if he were to attend another Death Eater meeting before then. He had been to one last night, the Dark Lord had not been pleased, he had no new information and had heard from several Slytherin students that he was not favouring them as well as he used to, which was why he had be so harsh on Harry today, hoping his actions would reach the Dark Lords ears. He had no doubt he would have been punished, had it not been for the fact that he had been needed to brew a complex potion.

Severus looked down at the mess of black hair against his chest, Harry's breathing had evened out and Severus realised hew was asleep. He looked peaceful and contented and Severus smiled. He rarely smiled any longer, not with having cruel intentions behind it. Severus couldn't resist placing a gentle kiss against Harry's hair; he let out a soft murmur, but didn't wake. Suddenly Severus realised he could feel a tingling, like electricity, but gentler. It felt like it was seeping into him where he was touching Harry. Looking down he could tendrils of white magic slowly leaving Harry and gently caressing his skin, as though Harry wanted to share something with him. By not entering his body, it was as though the magic was asking his permission, slowly as he relaxed, the magic seeped into him feeling him with the sudden feelings of comfort and peace and…love? Harry felt loved?

There was a knock at the door, pulling Severus from his thoughts; the wards let him know that it was Remus at the door. Severus hesitated for a moment, but decided, rules be damned, he didn't want to wake Harry and doubted Remus would complain. "Come in," He called softly. The portrait swung open and Remus walked in, his eyebrows almost hit his hairline when he saw the position they were in, then he smiled at Severus' relaxed posture. "I didn't want to wake him," Severus mutter, Remus tried to hide a smirk. Severus scowled but gestured to the desk, Remus walked over, found the papers he was looking for and returned to the chair next tot the sofa. He read though then quickly and nodded his approval. The letters were the contracts they would sign; Remus to accept position of Wizarding Courtman and present evidence on Harry's behalf, Severus to accept position of Witness and two for Harry, to allow both Remus and Severus to present at Court. They also had a accusing list, to be given as a speech and presented to the judge afterward, it stated all the things Lockhart was accused of and by who. There was also a personal written statement from Harry, which would be used as evidence, and finally as most importantly there was a request letter for an unspeakable Court case, which would be presented to a high judge tomorrow.

Remus signed the correct papers for himself and separated Severus and Harry's. Sighing, Severus gently shook Harry awake, it had been wonderful while it lasted, he thought resignedly. Harry looked up at him blearily, then detangled himself when he realised Remus was there. After having everything explained to him, Harry signed the letters and assured them there were no last minute questions he wanted to ask. Severus summoned over a brief case, he explained it was magically keyed into one person so that it would only open for them and would not be able to be further than two feet away from them at any given time. This they hoped would insure the safety and privacy the case needed. Harry was just thanking them and was about to leave when his eyes rolled back into his head and he collapsed.

Severus lunged for Harry was he plummeted towards the floor and managed to catch him just in time. He gently scooped Harry up and laid him on the coach, he seemed to be doing this a lot recently, he mused. "It's alright he's done this twice before, it's a vision, it'll pass." Sure enough Harry started to burn up, sweat dripping from him. "Remus, could you grab and towel and wet flannel from the bathroom please?" as Remus left on his search, Severus placed a quick kiss to Harry's forehead. Why did this sort of thing always happen around him? It was just his luck! He took the towel, mopping him dry then placed the cold flannel across his forehead. Remus had also thought to grab the blanket off his bed and he covered him with it. A few minutes later Harry started to fit. Severus and Remus watched on in concern doing all they could to sooth him.

"Hello again Harry."

"Hello Divino."

"You found her…"

"Yes. Are you going to join her now?"

"No, not yet, they said you still need me."

"Who are they?"

"…"

"What can you tell me about your sisters and brothers and cousins?"

"What do you want to know?"

"Their names? Their necklaces? Where did you all go?"

"My Sisters are Luna-Atratus and Lauretta and my brother is Apollo. My male cousins are Fulmineus, Corculum, and Calculus and my female cousins are Stillo, Flammula and Penniger."

"I'm not sure I'll remember all that, you have so many in your family."

"I'm not sure I remember every necklace colour, but I'll try… I think Luna has a black one and Lauretta's was green and I think Apollo's was yellow.

"What about the others?"

"I can't remember."

"Okay, never mind. How about where you went to, do you know that?"

"Yes! I went to a very hot place, there was lots of sand and dry grass and everyone was so tanned. My new family were elves!"

"Wow. You lived with elves?"

"Yes, I don't remember much else, it's all blurred."

"It's probably not important then."

"Laura went somewhere very cold, there was lots of snow!"

Slowly the misty fog and the voice began to fade, he could no longer hear what Divino was saying…then everything went black.

"Harry," he became aware of something cold against his forehead and lying on a coach, Snape's coach…again. This was getting embarrassing.

"Sorry," he mumbled weakly.

"That's okay Harry, how do you feel?" Remus asked kindly.

"A little weak, but okay." He smiled back feebly.

"I'd better go and deliver this letter, I'll leave you in Severus' very capable hands, okay?" Remus smiled back.

"Okay, will I see you again soon?" Harry asked drowsily.

"Not until after Halloween, I'll try and drop by before the 5th, is that okay Harry?" he asked.

Harry nodded, then felt guilty that he had forgotten that Remus could never celebrate Halloween thanks to the full moon. Remus just smiled and gave his arm a squeeze before heading out. Severus was looking at him expectantly and Harry quickly relayed everything he could remember about the vision. "Hmmm. That is interesting. Even though this 'Divino' has already helped you find your history, which was his purpose, he has refused to leave." Severus mused.

Harry nodded, "Yes, it makes me hope that he may be able to give me the information I need to find the others. Do you recognise any of what he said?"

Severus stared into space for a moment then nodded, "Divino, his name…it sounds Latin, in fact…they all do, except perhaps Lauretta; that sounds like a common name."

Harry laughed, "Yea, just like Harry. A nice normal name."

Snape rose and eyebrow, but looked amused. "You are not normal." Harry mock scowled. "The land he described, there could be many possibilities; Africa, Asia, Arabia, even Central America." He sighed, "And the colours of the stones could represent anything."

"It'll set Hermione on it when I get back, the names may be of use. I hope I can remember them all…" Harry replied. Severus handed him another potion to drink and Harry suddenly felt very silly lying on Snape's sofa. He got up and bid Severus good night, heading back to the Gryffindor tower.

"Harry where have you been?" Hermione asked concerned, as he entered the tower.

"We were about to send a search party mate, we thought Snape might have killed you!"

"Ronald!"

"You okay, you look pale, Harry?" Jay asked as Harry sat next to him.

Harry sighed, "I had another vision again, it's starting to get really embarrassing, collapsing around Snape all the time."

"This is the third time…" Hermione agreed, "Maybe you should go and see Pomfrey?"

Harry sock his head, "It's all right 'Mione, I've already had a potion from Snape, I'm okay. I have more information from this vision though…got a quill and some parchment?" Hermione pulled a piece of parchment that all ready had a few lines or so of writing on describing Harry and Megan's necklaces and the North wind theory.

"Okay ready…" Ron had pulled over the other Order members and Hermione had her quill at the ready. Quickly Harry relayed everything he could remember, while the others cut in with questions and prompts eventually they sat in silence as Hermione wrote out a table below her note:

Harry J. Potter, Emerald necklace, Ancestor- Lauretta

Megan Oldmoore, Clear Quartz necklace, Ancestor- ?

, Purple necklace, Ancestor- Divino, Hot, Elves

, Yellow necklace, Ancestor- Apollo

, Black necklace, Ancestor- Luna – Atratus

? necklace, Ancestor- Fulmineus

? necklace, Ancestor-Corculum

? necklace, Ancestor-Calculus

? necklace, Ancestor-Stillo

? necklace, Ancestor-Flammula

? necklace, Ancestor-Penniger

The table was small, with plenty of gaps; it really didn't seem to help much. Suddenly Hermione turned to Luna, "You're name, it means moon doesn't it?"

Luna nodded slowly, "Yes, it's Latin for moon, my father speaks Latin and he said my eyes looked like big moons so that's what he named me."

Ginny nodded and looked down at the table, "Okay so Atratus, could that mean black? As in black moon or new moon. Since she has a black necklace?"

Hermione nodded, "Yes, so she's named after the necklace she's given."

"Maybe the necklace grants her dark powers?" Ron said, Hermione looked at him sceptically.

"No, Ron could be right," Neville replied, "If each necklace grants a power and each child id named after the necklace colour, it makes sense."

"Sure, but what about Lauretta, that doesn't have a meaning does it?" Jay argued.

"The exception that proves the rule," Luna replied vacantly, braiding a lock of blonde hair.

"Okay fine," Hermione sighed, she raised her wand, "Accio Latin-English Dictionary!"

"I've heard of Apollo," Harry began, "Wasn't he a Greek god."

Hermione nodded as the others lent in, interested. "He was supposedly the Greek god of the sun. he was suggested to exist around two thousand years ago, so the mage descendant 'Apollo', may have been the creation of that particular myth."

"Okay, so it's safe to presume that since he has a yellow necklace and is named a sun god, he might posses light powers?" Harry reasoned, now they were getting somewhere.

"Okay, that's two out of ten, a Dark mage and a Light mage." Jay agreed. At that moment the Gryffindor portrait swung open as a second year came in ducking as a book flew past him and landed next to Hermione.

She flicked it open to the 'D' section, "Divino…meaning; to foretell, Prophesy, forebode." She read. "A mage of Prophesy then."

"Fulmineus?" Ron asked.

Hermione found 'F'; "of lightning; like lightning, rapid or destructive."

"That doesn't sound very nice," Luna muttered.

"Flammula; little flame." Hermione continued ignoring Luna, "so a fire mage."

"Corculum; little heart." Jay read, "Er…Heart Mage? Maybe…emotion?"

"Calculus; little stone or little pebble." Ron read his face contorted, "Who'd want to be called that?"

"Earth Mage," Neville supplied, ignoring Ron's comment and taking the Dictionary from him. "Stillo; to drip drop."

Ron snorted, "The poor kids." There were now only one left on the list:

"Penniger;" Harry read, "feathered, winged."

Closing the book, Harry and the other's watched as Hermione inserted the new information into her table, "You said Megan does a lot of elemental work involving air didn't you, Harry?" At his nod she changed something, then lent back to show the others:

Harry J. Potter, Emerald necklace, Ancestor- Lauretta?

Megan Oldmoore, Clear Quartz necklace, Ancestor-Penniger, Wind

, Purple necklace, Ancestor- Divino, (Hot, Elves), Prophesy

, Yellow necklace, Ancestor- Apollo, Light

, Black necklace, Ancestor- Luna – Atratus, Dark

? necklace, Ancestor- Fulmineus, Lightning

? necklace, Ancestor-Corculum, Heart

? necklace, Ancestor-Calculus, Earth

? necklace, Ancestor-Stillo, Water

? necklace, Ancestor-Flammula, Fire

"Well, we know what to expect from Meg then, But we still have no idea what powers Harry has, nor who the other descendants are." Jay observed.

Hermione looked annoyed, "At least we have a bit more information now, I'm sure we'll figure it out eventually. I have a few other things I'm going to look into tomorrow." She rolled up the parchment and cast a sealing charm on it before slipping it into her robes. "And beside, I think finding the descendat might be easier than you think."

Everyone turned to her surprised, she had that smug Know-it-all look on her face. "Spit it out!" Ron moaned.

"Look at what we know about the two descendants we've found so far; Harry is the boy-who-lived and Megan is a powerful descendant of very old Gypsy family. She's only six and already she's doing magic far beyond that which she should be capable of, even without the necklace and Harry, well we all know what he can do." Hermione finished smugly.

"So we just have to look for the ten most powerful people in the world?" Ginny asked confused, Harry blushed at being suggested as one of the top ten in the world.

"It's more than that, they will probably be noticeable since they will probably be able to perform magic they shouldn't be able to or have unusual talents of traits." Hermione explained excited. "I'm going to research it tomorrow, but I have a few people in mind already."

Harry groaned in realisation, "Dumbledore, right?"

Hermione nodded, "Got to be."

Chapter 25…Halloween Part One. Hehehe…the celebrations begin, lots of horse riding, Harry and Jay showing of, air-skating fun and a surprise from Draco coming up in Halloween Parts One and Two. Will Harry and Severus get a move on or will Jay have to give them a push in the right direction? P.s. Halloween Part One dedicated to the person who can explain the connection between chapter 23 and 24 that gives name to the title and Halloween Part Two goes to the person who can guess what Draco's surprise is and guess wildly…because you never will! Wmahahaha!

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