Hey everyone, sorry for the long wait. Writers block is truly a crap thing to have. Anyway, here it is: Chapter 14!

I don't own anything Harry Potter, except Andrew!


Chapter 14: That's what he meant by painful death...


Andrew sighed, knowing that the Asian was going to be a pain and to make matters worse they had a double Transfiguration class today. Andrew groaned and slammed his head onto the table, missing his friends amused looks.


The day continued, with everyone getting some sort of prank pulled on them; there was a girl in Hufflepuff who now had purple and orange hair clashing with her magenta skin, a seventh year Gryffindor who was walking around with what appeared to be a baby goblin chewing at his ankle (Andrew had to stop and stare at that one as he wandered how they'd managed to pull that one off.) and several others with weird and obscure abnormalities which were the result of a prank.

As they made their way down to Charms Andrew looked over to his left and his eyes narrowed slightly; seeing this Harry turned his head and saw Tonks walking with a few of her friends who looked like they had just suffered a prank themselves as they were sporting a very jelly-ish type of substance all over their bodies. What made it funny was the way the jelly jiggled as they walked, making them twice as ridiculous. As they passed they heard Tonks talking while holding in her laughter.

"Oh come on Kimmy. You know I'm clumsy, I tripped." She said apologetically but was ignored by her friend who huffed, making a few bubbles appear in front of her.

Tonks snorted but quickly bit her lip. "Wait no I'm not laughing I just… coughed, I swear."

With that the girls disappeared down the hallway. Once they were out of sight Andrew chuckled slightly, before shaking his head and continued on his way to his Charms lesson.

Harry, Ron and Hermione all shared a glance, Andrew had chuckled. This could be a good sign, he might be forgiving her. They really hoped he had so that the war would stop. They'd been lucky enough to avoid most pranks so far, but they knew it was only a matter of time… a loud yell could their attention as they noticed Andrew hanging from the ceiling by his ankle. The three cubs watched as Andrew swung around trying to right himself but couldn't and muttered a few dark words and curses under his breath.

The 'Puffs all stared at the dangling boy; it only too one chuckle to start a chain reaction and soon the entire first year Hufflepuff class were laughing loud and happily at Andrew who shot them a dark look. He scanned the crowd looking for the possible culprit and met eyes with a mousy haired girl who quickly diverted her eyes. 'Her!' Andrew thought as his eyes flashed. 'My revenge shall be sweet.'

Soon the door to the Charms class opened but the laughing still continued as the tiny professor looked up at the dangling Andrew who had stopped struggling to glare at the brunette girl who avoided his eyes. Harry, Hermione and Ron were all grinning as they watched their friend sway slightly to the left and right.

"Alright everyone, let us get Mr Potter, down so we shall continue with classes shall we?" Professor Flitwick said with humour lacing his words.

As Andrew's feet touched down he followed the girl into class and quickly sat beside her, leaving a red headed girl looking slightly out of place before she sat down next to him awkwardly, but she was nothing compared to how out of place Andrew's friends looked as they watched the dark skinned boy plant himself beside the nervous looking Hufflepuff. Harry noticed how his eyes flashed as he stared at the girl beside him and sighed, he shook his head and motioned for the others to follow and they sat behind Andrew, the brunette and the red head.

"Alright class, today we will be learning the tickling charm. The incarnation is 'Rictasempra.' And the wand movement is a half anti-clockwise swirl followed by a sharp forward flick." Flitwick said as he demonstrated to the class. After correcting a few mistakes here and their Flitwick then paired people off in threes and told them to attempt the spell on their partners. Sufficed to say Andrew's evil grin gave the girl a few shivers.

She stood with her wand in hand watching Andrew expectantly with her friend eying him suspiciously.

"Susan Bones, Hannah Abbot lady's first." He said with a small bow which made the girls shiver again.

"How do you know our names?" Susan; the red head asked her eyebrows furrowed.

"Oh worry not about that… we'd better participate." He answered mysteriously flashing another grin.

Seeing this, Harry quickly walked over. "Excuse us." He told the girls before facing the other way with Andrew.

"Don't."

"Don't what?"

"You know what?"

"It's just a tickling charm, Harry. Not like I'm gonna disembowel them or something." Andrew said with a shrug.

"Don't overdo it, you tend to get overzealous when it comes to revenge." Harry retorted.

"You don't know if I want revenge, maybe I just thought they were cute-" He was cut off when Harry placed a finger against his temple.

Groaning he pouted slightly. "Fine." He muttered.

With a smile Harry faced the girls and smiled again thanking them for their patience before moving back to Hermione and Ron.

"Alright, let's go. I've got Transfigurations after this."

Hannah and Susan shared a look before raising their wands and made the wand move movement before saying the incarnation. Nothing happened. Andrew stood for a moment then raised his own wand feeling it automatically pulling at his magic after the first charms class Harry felt his wand was now accustomed to him and such it drew his magic automatically. He decided to try something and pointed it at the two girls.

"Rictasempra." He said as he did the wand movement and saw Hannah grab her side before a large smile spread across her face and she started laughing, quietly at first then it turned into a full blown laugh which echoed off the walls. Deciding that it was enough Andrew lowered his wand but Hannah continued laughing. He felt his wand still drawing his magic and assumed it was still administering the spell even though he wanted to stop it. Then he heard Ron laugh and looked over at Harry who held his own wand looking at it with a confused expression.

They shared a glance and instantly knew this wasn't supposed to happen. The entire class now watched as Harry and Andrew shook their wands trying to stop the spell but nothing happened. Just then Flitwick walked up to them and cast a silent "Finite" on Hannah and was surprised when it didn't do anything. He tried again but again nothing happened.

"Hahaha, no please stop! Hahahaha, I c-can't breathe, please! Hahaha!" Hannah begged while rolling on the floor.

"Misters Potter, cast the cancelling spell, it doesn't have a wand movement and all you have to do is say "Finite"." The tiny professor told the two boys who looked slightly worried. And so they pointed their wands at their victims and spoke the spell, they felt the spell pushing the Rictasempra spell down but not all the way. They shared a look and Andrew had a thought.

"Toss me your wand." He told Harry.

"Why?"

"Just trust me, here take mine." He said as he threw his Black Ash wood at Harry and caught the White in his hands, he pointed his wand at Hannah and again tried the spell and she instantly stopped laughing. Harry soon followed his brother's example and cast the cancelling spell on Ron who also stopped.

The Potters shared a look and examined the wands in their hands. So Ollivander wasn't just trying to sweeten the pot with empty promises. Both boys felt the familiar magic swirling within their brother's wands. Andrew could feel Harry's magic signature and Harry could feel Andrew's until both wands started glowing and a flash went off startling everyone in the room.

"Dear Morganna." They heard professor Flitwick mutter in awe.

Harry and Andrew shared a look before turning to look at the tiny man.

"Professor?" they asked at the same time.

"Would the two of you please see me after class?" he said, the boys picked up in an instant that it wasn't a request but rather a suggestion and they both nodded before being awarded for being able to cast the spell before the rest of the class.

When the bell went off the class filed out of the room leaving their charms professor alone with Andrew and Harry, they stood in silence for a minute as Flitwick examined them before speaking.

"Did you boys know that I am from Goblin descent?" he asked randomly.

"Err, were we supposed to?" Andrew asked with a shrug.

"No professor, we didn't." Harry said quickly, shooting a glare at Andrew who nodded but kept his mouth shut.

"I suppose you're right, Andrew, you wouldn't know." He said with a small chuckle at the boy's antics. "The reason I asked this is because we goblins have had a story, a story that has been told for generations; a story about two individuals, who share a bond so tight that it allows them to use each other's wand. I am sure Ollivander told you about the issues with attempting to do that?"

"The wand wouldn't work." Andrew said using his perfect memory to recall the conversation.

"Exactly, but at the same time it would. The wand would react to the magic flowing through it, but because of the wood but the core would be stubborn is the best word I can think of. But what you did today when you switched wands… Andrew, could you explain why you thought that would be a good idea?"

"Oh, um, well I felt the magic flowing through the wand when I did the first spell, but when I tried cancelling it, I didn't feel the magic flow stop. I looked at Harry and saw he had the same issue. So when we tried the 'Finite' I felt the spell try but couldn't get the 'Rictasempra' spell to yield. Then I remembered Ollivander say that we could use each other's wand, and then I figured that maybe if it got a sudden change of magic flow the cancelling spell would work, and as they say the rest is history." Andrew said, and again Harry had to admit that his brother was much smarter than he tended to remember. For all of his joking, plotting and 'slight' manipulation, he could work out solutions to problems faster than most.

"Excellent deduction skills, Andrew, now can you guess why you couldn't cancel the spell with your own wand. You'll need to know this; there might be situations in the future that see you two not being able to toss your wand to the other." Flitwick inquired.

"Err, Harry?"

"Um, could it be because we aren't skilled enough yet? Mr Ollivander did warn us that our wands were powerful." Harry tried and smiled when he saw Flitwick grin at him.

"Yes, Harry, that is correct. Now your wands are powerful, but I believe you have the potential power to make your wand concede to you."

"Wait, what do you mean 'concede'? I thought they already were." Andrew burst. After seeing a look Harry gave him he sighed. "Sir?"

The older man chuckled before continued. "Can you tell me about your wands?" he asked.

"Mine is a Black Ash wood, 13 inches, Diamond focused and a Silver Flame Phoenix feather." Andrew said looking at the black and silver wand in his brother's hand.

"Mine's a White Ash wood, 10.5 inches, Emerald focused and a Golden Flame Phoenix feather." Harry replied looking at the white and golden wand in Andrew's hand.

"There lies the problem. See you two are bonded by not only one but both wands, you only recognise the wand you're comfortable with as yours when in fact both wands belong to both of you. See by only recognising the one your wand looks for the mental connection you have to the other but doesn't feel and so rebels."

"But sir, in Transfigurations it didn't like that when we were changing matches to needles." Harry said confused.

"Yes, well, I assume it's because one could perform the spell and the other couldn't?" He asked.

"Yeah, I got the spell right but Harry was struggling a bit." Andrew answered.

"Ah, well, right now you both got it correct which sparked the seeking mentally and when it didn't find it, well sufficed to say your wands weren't very happy. But when you changed wands so did your mentality, when you felt the familiar magic of one another through the connection and so your wands allowed the access. But I would like to offer you two a solution for this… Come to my class room for the next two weeks on Tuesday and Friday after supper and I will help you with this." He told them with a kind smile.

"Thank you, Professor." They said excitedly. With a wave of his wand and quill quickly scratched a few lines of a message before floating over to them. He gave it to Harry who he deemed a little more trustworthy than Andrew, as the boy already looked like he wanted to ditch class.

"Take this to Professor McGonagall, she'll understand. Also I suggest you use the wands you're holding now just to get accustomed to them." He suggested with a smile and nod.

With an excited nod from Harry and smile from Andrew the two boys quickly ran out of the class which was on the fourth floor and headed down to the first for Transfigurations.

0-oo-0

The Potters entered the class and quickly gave McGonagall the message before she could deduct points from them. After she gave a small nod of her head the two boys moved to their seats and Andrew immediately turned to Su who ignored him completely.

"Come on Li, I'm sorry." He whispered, "Technically it wasn't even my fault." He added.

But the small Asian didn't budge. She stared ahead of her and mechanically took notes and pretended that Andrew wasn't there. He gave a small sigh and also turned to take some notes from the board. After the first period had ended the class was given another lecture on the rules of Transfiguration where Andrew had rather decided to listen. His memory would pick it up anyway and wrote a small note.

"Come on, please talk to me?" He wrote and passed over to Su who simply pushed it aside.

"Come on, Li…" he tried again, and was met by a few scribbles before it was pushed back to him.

"Leave me alone, Potter."

"But I wasn't the one who pulled that prank… I'm innocent I swear."

"Can you prove it?"

"Can you prove it was me?"

"I don't have to, I know it was. Now leave me alone!" this scribble was so viciously written it tore the page she wrote on.

"What do you want me to do? How can I prove it to you?" he wrote back.

"Tell me who did it."

He paused slightly, he knew it was Harry, but looking at how angry Li was, she was sure to do something terrible to him. So making a last minute decision he placed the blame.

"Ron Weasley."

"Strike one: we both know Weasley isn't smart enough to pull that off." She scribbled back and he mentally swore until he remembered the prank Ron pulled on Draco.

"Actually, remember when Malfoy walked around for two hours with a cactus stuck to his arse and a looking like an unhappy clown?"

He noticed her shoulders shake slightly and knew she knew what he was talking about.

"Yeah, so?"

"Ron's the one who did that, all by himself, just like how he set those goats up." He wrote hiding his smirk.

As he passed the letter over to her he saw her weighing the possibility before nodding her head slightly.

"Fine, I'll get him back for it at lunch, make sure you aren't around."

He furrowed his brow slightly.

"Why not?"

"You'll see." She wrote back before turning away from the letter, officially ending the message passing.

Harry gave a small shiver. He looked over to Andrew who looked at the Asian girl beside him, what was her name again? Lee? No… Liu? No but close… Li? That's it! Andrew looked at her with a shocked expression. What did he do now? Did she still blame him for what happened?

They made eye contact and Harry shrugged as if to ask what was wrong and Andrew mouthed 'after class' to which Harry nodded but he knew deep down that something that made Andrew that nervous was definitely something to worry about.

Transfiguration came to an end and Harry saw Li say something to his brother before flashing a small grin and walking off. He packed his quills and parchments and along with Ron and Hermione walked over to Andrew who was still rolling his parchment. They saw him look up at them then groan loudly. Harry saw Ron about to say something before Hermione beat him to the punch.

"Andrew Raymond Potter, why is your parchment empty?! Did you take any notes at all?!" she yelled at him, causing McGonagall to look in their direction and scowl.

"Meh… No need." He stated with a nonchalant shrug.

"Excuse me-"

"There are four fundamentals to Transfiguration- Concentration, Mental Imaging, Magic Flow and Determination. You cannot transfigure anything without these rules as they make the base of this subj-"

"Oh god, please stop. We heard all of this already!" Ron complained loudly while rubbing his head. Hermione simply stared at Andrew wide eyed.

Seeing this, Andrew grinned boyishly, "Photographic memory, remember?" he said while pointing at his scalp. This caused the bushy haired girl to scowl slightly before huffing and exiting the room.

"What's her problem?" Harry asked as he watched her leave.

"Dunno, come on, we should probably get a move on to Potions." Ron responded over the groaning of the two Potters.

"By the way, kudos for the Malfoy prank, I thought you were aiming for the Potions class." Andrew said after getting up and heading out of the classroom.

"I figured the main hallway would be a better stage." Ron replied with a smirk.

0-oo-0-oo-0-oo-0

Needless to say the Gryffindors left the Potions class extremely peeved at the resident Castle bat. Andrew had gone off the instructions and concocted an inverted colouring potion, after being berated by Snape and called an insult to the memory of the Potter family after being a reject from another. To say that the dark skinned boy was angry had been a major understatement. He used his memory to make the potion and after being called stupid for about the twelfth time that day he 'accidently' spilled a ladle of the potion on the man causing his clothes to turn a bright white along with his oily hair and his pale skin to turn charcoal black.

Andrew ended up with a month of detention and 100 points docked off for 'stupidity' as Snape so eloquently put it. He smirked, he knew he along with Hermione could earn those points back quickly, at the end of the day, it was completely worth it.

Lunch period came by and Andrew walked over to the Gryffindor table before he caught Li's eye, they flashed dangerously and he felt his breath catch in his throat. The prank, he quickly walked over to his friends and tapped Harry and Hermione on the shoulder.

"Come with me, now." He said quietly.

"Why?" Harry's suspicion rising.

"Just… trust me." The dark boy replied shooting a discrete look at Ron.

"No."

"W-What? Hermione, now is no time to be stubborn." He told her urgently, he looked up and saw Li tap her wrist, knowing that time was almost up.

"I refuse to move and you can't make me." The bushy haired girl said with a huff. Harry looked at Hermione back to Andrew and shrugged.

"I'm with her, I'm hungry and well I'm staying."

Andrew groaned and moved away from them, and made to move to the giant hall doors before getting a sudden thought. If he left now and the prank was pulled, he'd be targeted by his own house for treason. 'Dammit!' he thought before moving back to the table and sitting with his friends.

"Decided to join us, did you?" Hermione's haughty voice asked.

"Well, I figured if we die, we should at least die together." Andrew replied, with a straight face. His eyes staring straight at the small Asian who cocked her head in confusion. He shook his head and she understood instantly.

"What do you mean by that-"

Harry was cut off when he noticed Ron's hand inflate followed by his forearm, his shoulders etc. After a few minutes of utter confusion everyone watched as Ron Weasley panicked as he continued to get bigger and rounder until he was as round as a soccer ball. There was a few seconds of silence only being broken by Ron's cries of help before all hell broke loose and everyone laughed harder than they probably should have. Even some Gryffindors couldn't hold it together. But the laughing suddenly stopped while a squeaked emitted from Ron.

Pfft-

"You didn't." Andrew said to Ron.

"I- I don't know where that came from."

Pfffft-

"Ron…" Andrew warned.

"I can't- I can't hold it."

"Yes, yes you can!"

"It's coming."

"Ronald, stop!" Andrew tried again, the panic now evident in his face.

"Save yourselves!" the red head screamed out.

Pfffrrrrttt-

"He's gonna blow! Run for it!" Seamus screamed out as he stood from his place at the table and attempted to make a run for safety. Soon other Gryfs followed but it was too late. In a spectacular fashion Ron lost composure and blew a fart so big and violent that shook the castle to its very foundations and would forever be known as the scariest thing to happen in the Great hall for generations to come.

The fart was so potent, a large green cloud filled the Great hall choking everyone in the room- except the Ravenclaws- who for some reason didn't smell a thing. The teachers all had the bubble head charm in place, saving them from the stench in the room. Everyone else hacked, coughed or passed out where they sat.

Andrew fought the bile rising in his throat and the fact that he was losing consciousness as he crawled over to where the Ravenclaws sat and pulled on Su's robes.

"(Gasp) This… was… (Gasp) brilliant!" he told her before darkness enveloped his mind.

0-oo-0-oo-0-oo-0

"Just wait until I find the person who did that to me! They'll wish they never crossed me!" Ron's voice called out in the empty corridor they walked along.

"Honestly Ron, there's no way too know who did it." Hermione stated as she walked along with the boys.

"True, but the Ravenclaws weren't affected at all, so they're the biggest suspects, either way, they're leading now with 200 points and we're close with 185." Harry said offhandedly.

"Yeah well, thankfully we only got out of that with short term, nasal usage paralysis." Andrew added.

During their conversation the four students failed to notice that they had just entered the third floor corridor it was only when they reached a suspicious door that they froze.

"… I'm gonna make sure they all piss themselves- hey where are we?" Ron asked as his rant broke off.

"Wait… isn't this…?" Hermione's eyes went wide in realisation.

"Crap, we'd better get out of here." Harry said hastily.

"What do you suppose is behind this door?"

"Something that'll get us expelled!"

"Hermione you're being paranoid, let's just take a look."

"Andrew no, stop."

"Alohamora."

"Guys…"

"Calm down, we're just taking a peek." Andrew said with an annoyed huff.

As the door squeaked open Andrew quickly snuck in and froze in place.

"What is it?" Harry's voice asked him, but he ignored it as he stared at the massive beast in front of him.

"A-Andrew?" Hermione called out softly.

"Sweet Mary and Joseph… So this is what he meant by a painful death huh?"

His eyes roamed over the giant creature which lay sleeping in front of him and saw its gigantic paw covering what appeared to be a secret door… Secret door… 'Oh, holy crap! This is it! This is where the philosopher's stone's hidden! Ha! Now we've just got to wait till exams are over and…'

"Grrr…"

'Did I just growl?' Looking up Andrew saw that the beast was now awake and watched him intently, growling protectively and bared its intimidating canines. 'Shit! Shit, shit, shit!' And with a speed he never knew he possessed Andrew pulled the door open, slipped through and shut it before the beast could attack.

"What is it? What happened? What was that?!" Hermione fretted as she held his shoulders and stared into his wide eyes.

"Ce- Cerberus." He croaked out.

"Wait, what's a Cerberus?" Ron asked, looking at the shaken Andrew.

"Hell hound, it's a massive three headed dog which is believed to be the guard dogs of hell." Harry supplied helpfully.

"What the hell is that senile old bastard thinking… a thing like that in a school full of kids?" Andrew muttered angrily. "He'll get us all killed."

"Where'd he get it do you suppose?" Hermione asked as she continued to rub Andrew's arm comfortably.

"I think I have an idea." Harry muttered with a thoughtful expression.

"So what do you think it's doing in the school?" Ron asked after moving away from the door that housed the imposing beast.

"It's guarding the Philosopher's stone. It's here, we'll go for it at a later date, but for now we ignore it, and pretend as though we were never here." Andrew said before taking a deep breath and walking away.

"That's your plan, risk life and limb for an object that's sure to have more than that hell hound as protection?!" Hermione asked angrily.

"We already know where it is, and if three first years could find it- even by accident- then we have to assume that someone else has figured it out as well. We already suspect Snape and I'm leaning towards Quirrel as well, but if they get it, there's no telling what they could do with something that could grant eternal life." Harry said distractedly as he continued to think of a way to get the information he needed.

"He's right; something feels off, about this. We need to secure it and make sure it isn't used against us." Andrew stated.

"By who?"

"His followers." Andrew stated simply.

"Whose followers?" Hermione asked again.

"Voldemorts." The Potters said together.

"Why would they be at Hogwarts?!" Ron asked after shivering at the name.

"'Cause… we are."


Hey all, thank you for reading! Don't have much to say this time, so enjoy the Omake… I suppose.

Omake: She looks like your mom… that's kinda sick. (This isn't a comedy omake, it's more of a preview into the future sequel story (Sorry if it spoils something for you guys))

Harry, Ron and Andrew were sitting in the common room doing Homework and studying when Ginny Weasley, Ron's younger sister walked in and sat down next to Harry.

"Hey Harry." She said happily.

"Hey, Gin."

"Oh, hullo Ginny, great to see you too, did you do something new to your hair? It looks fantastic. Me? Oh, I'm just doing some homework." Andrew said sarcastically.

"Oh, I'm sorry, hello Andrew-"

"No, the moment's over." Andrew cut her off before putting his quill down and staring at the ceiling.

The female red head huffed fondly and turned back to her boyfriend.

"So, what are you doing after this?" she asked gesturing to the piles of paper in front of Harry.

"Probably go out for a fly." He said with a small shrug.

Just then a bushy haired sixth year entered looking slightly exhausted.

"Oh, hey there Hermione." Ron greeted cheerfully. Andrew noticed her slight blush didn't say anything instead opted to stay quiet and stare at the ceiling, counting the cracks. It's what they did when they got together and felt bored.

"Hello Ron and Harry. Andrew how are you feeling?"

This caused Ginny to look at the dark skinned boy with a small amount of pity, he hated that.

"I'm alive… anyway, where have you been?" he asked, changing the subject.

"Library…"

"Obviously." The four others muttered under their breaths.

"Okay, well, I'll meet you on the pitch okay?" Ginny said as she gave Harry a quick peck on the cheek and went off to the fifth year girls' dormitories.

"So… you and Ginny, huh?" Hermione asked the emerald eyed boy.

He gave her a small smile. "Yeah."

"Why?" Andrew asked.

"Why what?"

"Why her? Why not say Lavender Brown or Romilda Vane or something?"

"Cause… I like Ginny." He answered slowly.

"Andrew, what's this about? Are you sure you're okay? I mean after the Department of Mysteries you've been…"

"I'm fine, Hermione!" he snapped at her before taking a breath and turning back to Harry.

"I'm just saying; you guys don't have much in common except for Quidditch. Actually, you guys don't have anything in common except for Quidditch."

"We've both been possessed by Voldemort. We get each other." He said his voice turning colder.

"Well hell, if that's it then the three of us have that in common, but if you're only talking about that then Ginny and I have more of a connection in that department." He retorted, ignoring the pain in his heart.

"What the hell is your problem, just because, she's gone, doesn't mean…"

"Don't, you know I don't mean it like that… I'm looking out for you."

"Ginny is perfect for me, give me one reason why we shouldn't date if you believe you're right." Harry challenged.

Seeing that they weren't going to be included in the discussion, Hermione and Ron slowly moved away from the two Potters.

"One? I could give you three. One: the only reason she's so into you is because she's been reading those dried shit stains called books about our so called 'hero life'. She's fallen for the fictional hero, not the real life person. Two: I'll state it again; you two have nothing in common, except Quidditch. I know you want a family which means a wife and kids about three to five, but how can you be sure she wants the same thing? I'm not saying she won't but how can you be certain she will. When you fall for someone, you have a tendency to see a whole future with them, do you want to risk shattering that future because she doesn't want a family. And lastly: She kinda looks like Mom, your mom; Lily. It's kinda sick man."

"Wh-What?!"

"I'm just saying, you asked for one, I gave you three even if the last one was my own personal reason for you not to date her. But in the end, it's your choice. I'll support you. You know that." Andrew stood and walked out of the Gryffindor common room. As the portrait of the fat lady shut he closed his eyes and clutched the silver eagle shaped ornament which hung from his neck. Taking a deep breath he walked away from the room and made his way to the lake to clear his mind.

Harry took a breath and leaned back in his seat and thought over what Andrew had said. He knew his brother was probably right, but did he really want to risk falling for someone as hard Andy had and having his heart ripped out of his chest? Taking a breath he turned to look at the clear sky outside… 'She does look like mom, I hate it when you're right…' he thought with a small smile.


There we go! Done, now if you can see I'm hinting towards Andrew and another person, though I'm sure you can already guess who that person is, but I'm not gonna tell you guys why Andrew is like that there, you'll have to wait to see.

IMPORTANT

I've decided that I will include Chamber of Secrets after this whole Philosopher's Stone thing and have Prisoner of Azkaban, Goblet of Fire in another story followed by Order of the Phoenix and Halfblood Prince in another and finally Deathly Hallows last. So it'll look like this:

1. 'Philosopher's Stone' & 'Chamber of Secrets'.

2. 'Prisoner of Azkaban' & 'Goblet of Fire'.

3. 'Order of the Phoenix' & 'Halfblood Prince'.

4. 'Deathly Hallows'.

Please realise that it will take a while and updates will be over time but I will do them all! Now please REVIEW and FOLLOW!

Peace and Love

Zak