~Saturday...
"Finally it's Saturday!" Rafe exclaimed excitedly. We've agreed to explore that abandoned hut outside of the school, as long as we've guardians around. Technically, both Oliver and Ceilan are old enough to be our guardians, plus they already agreed.
"Alrighty, everyone ready?" Asked Oliver as he looked around.
I've my wand, my somewhat empty backpack with a few emergency stuff and snacks... That's about it. "Let's go." Ceilan stated as he began leading the way, taking us to the long wooden bridge. I noticed as we walked forth, he kept glancing at Oliver, who was busy looking around curiously.
At the end of the long bridge was a garden, past that garden was a tunnel that led to a Stonehenge with stairs leading down. I have to say, the stairs were quite steep, and the hill was really slanted. Ceilan and Oliver kept warning us about the slippery steps, though thankfully none of us actually tripped.
I walked beside Devin, to make sure he doesn't slip and fall while Oliver and Ceilan walked behind us.
"Right. Here we are at Hagrid's Ruins," Oliver stated as we stopped right in-front of the charred ruins. The only thing still standing was the doorframe.
"The person who used to live here was called Rubeus Hagrid, who was half-giant. Rubeus Hagrid fought alongside the others during the Wizard War. Before that, he taught Care of Magical Creatures in Hogwarts, then resumed to teach the subject after the war," Ceilan explained as everyone looked around.
"Looks like Mr. Diggory is also quite the nerd," Rafe joked, only to earn a death glare from the taller lad and frankly more muscular lad. "A hot nerd, might I add," Oliver added, earning a light push from Ceilan. Even though Ceilan was glaring at him, I could've sworn his cheeks were slightly tinted red!
"Look," Hazel called us as she stepped into the charred ruins, picking up what looks like part of a newspaper from decades ago.
"The wrath of the Death Eaters are growing as they burn down the hut of one of Hogwart's Professors, Rubeus Hagrid. Bellatrix LeStrange, also known as you-know-who's left-hand..." she stopped afterwards. The rest of it was consumed by the fire that destroyed this house. How this piece of paper survived is far beyond my knowledge, which isn't much...
"Wait, a Death Eater?" Oliver frowned, and so did Ceilan, Devin and Rafe. "What exactly is a Death Eater? I've seen mentions of it in books but I can't find any information about it in the school's library," Hazel asked, her voice brimming with curiosity.
"A Death Eater is a wizard or a witch who pledged themselves to the Dark Arts. They are known to be very powerful dark wizards. Moreover, they sided with Lord Voldemort during the 2nd Wizarding War." Ceilan continued explaining.
"Wow Ceilan, you're like the male version of Hazel," Rafe joked, earning a death glare from both Hazel and Ceilan.
"Hold on, they're extinct, right? After Voldemort was killed by Harry Potter, surely they wouldn't dare resurface?" A frown grew on Devin's face as he said that.
"Unfortunately, no. They disappeared for a while, but when Salazar took over, they returned. Actually, the reason 1st till 3rd year wizards aren't allowed to be here without at least two guardian wizards, who are basically students in the 4th year or above, is because Death Eaters frequently roam this area," Oliver explained.
"Wait, you mean there could be Death Eaters here right now?!" Rafe cried, gulping.
"Yes, so can we go back now that you've all seen this?" Oliver asked, raising a brow. "Definitely," Rafe answered with a panicky tone.
"How are we gonna fight Salazar if he's got Death Eaters on his side?!" Hazel whispered to me as our guardians walked behind us.
"Not sure... But for now, we need go back. Maybe we could devise a plan later," I sighed, Hazel nodded as response.
Once we were back in Hogwarts, we went straight into our dorms and had no more conversations about the Death Eaters. How are we gonna take back Hogwarts if he has powerful dark wizards on his side?
We could barely deal with the Slytherins in this hellish school!
We are gonna need some serious training…
~Monday...
Devin, Rafe, Hazel and I barely made it into Professor Snape's class, but at least we weren't late this time. As soon as we got in, the door was slammed close. "If you were any later, you would have missed my class," Professor Snape told us in that cold, heartless voice of his.
"Now, open your books to page 104," He instructed. Everyone immediately flipped open the thick potions book and landed on the many ingredients of a potion. "Today, I shall be teaching you the ingredients you will be needing to make a simple potion. Perk up and listen, by the end of this session I expect each of you to be able to write 3 parchments of essays regarding the uses of each ingredients," He continued, immediately earning groans of annoyance from practically everyone in the room.
By the time Potions ended, almost everyone was sleepy. With the exception of the four of us, since we had to pay extra attention to all of our classes, if we wanted to beat Principal Malfoy. Or at least find a way to free this school from him.
Ever since the first day I came here, I noticed how everyone practically worships the Slytherins! I see every privilege they get from the principal, how he treats them all like kings and queens while the rest of us just get thrown aside... Heck, quidditch practices for the rest of the houses had to be pushed aside, to make room for Slytherin's practices!
"Welcome back to Divination, little ones. In today's class, we will continue improving upon your future senses, to help you see deep into the crystal ball and make predictions," Professor Trelawney said, placing a crystal orb on each of our tables. "Now, I want each and every one of you to gaze into the crystal balls on your table and focus," She continued telling us.
"Write down the very first image you see on your book, and I shall explain their meanings," Professor Trelawney said, soon everyone were focusing their eyes on the crystal sphere in-front of them, including me.
I watched as the light blue clouds in the sphere of our table began to form an image.
"Shield," I wrote down on my notepad.
A few minutes later, Professor Trelawney clapped her hands, earning attention from everyone in her classroom. "Alright, let us start with you, tell me what image you saw in the crystal ball," She pointed at Hazel, who stood up confidently.
"I saw the image of a sunflower on it's own," She replied. Professor Trelawney nodded, "Ah yes, the beautiful sunflower. It symbolizes what you will experience in the future. I predict that in your near future, you shall be visiting a truly wonderful place. Next, you," She pointed at a Slytherin student from the other side of her class.
"Right, so the last student for today, Mr. Potter," She pointed at me. I looked down at my notepad with a small sigh. Everyone else had these grand predictions, except for the few mischievous Slytherin idiots, but all I saw was a mere shield.
"I-I saw a shield, professor," I explained, seeing a smile grow on the Divination professor's face. "Ah yes, the classic shield. The shield tells you that in your near future, you will be saving lives," She explained. After a few more explanations and random talks, her class ended, and then it's time for my favourite class.
"Welcome back to flying, now I expect absolutely no injuries this time. For today's session, we'll be improving upon your flight skills," Professor Hooch explained.
And that's exactly what we did for the next hour, learning how to speed up, slow down, make sharp turns left, right, up and down...
By the time we were done flying, I was drenched in sweat. "You guys stink," Hazel mocked, pinching her nose. "As if you don't," Rafe replied, rolling his eyes as we walked back to our dorms with our brooms in our hand. "I'm gonna go take a shower, see you guys in the Great Hall later," She waved before leaving the three of us.
"I uh... I have to go somewhere. And I need you to come with me," Devin suddenly said, grabbing my wrist and pulling me away from Rafe. "See ya' later, Jamieson!" Rafe yelled before disappearing from our sight.
"Where are we going?" I asked, looking at Devin. "Somewhere," He replied simply. We kept walking, wheezing by students in the halls.
After a few more minutes of walking, we stood right in-front of the Ravenclaw Common Room's door. "Look," Devin pointed at the Triwizard Tournament's cup, Cedric's name being one of the few names carved onto it. "It's... the Triwizard cup?" I tilted my head, not really catching what Devin's trying to tell me.
"No, look at it from this angle," He stepped away and I stood where he was earlier. "What... Is that?" I asked, squinting my eyes. "It's bewitching magic," He replied as I continued eyeing the cup, which for some reason, as I look at it from this angle, has an odd green-blueish tint.
"It's a portkey, Jamieson. If we could get this trophy out of the case, we could find out what happened to your grandparents during their years in Hogwarts." Devin suggested. I nodded, agreeing with him. We wouldn't need to do this if all of the books telling the stories of my great grandparent and his friends weren't gone.
If I remember correctly, a portkey takes you somewhere. Who knows, maybe this portkey could take us to some sort of hideout my parents used?
"Right well, we better go back and take a shower. We'll devise a plan with the other two, surely Hazel knows a spell, or maybe a potion, that could help us get the cup," I suggested. Devin nodded in agreement.
We began walking side by side back to our dorm. Oddly enough, the halls were empty. I caught a whiff of a scent that made my senses tingle, in a good way.
I can't really explain it, but all I could say was it was good. I looked around as we walked. There're no flowers around, no trees... There's no way the walls smell this good! Slowed down a bit so Devin was in-front, before leaning forward slightly. "Are you sniffing me?" He asked, somewhat startled and confused.
"Uhm... No?" I lied. The smell actually came from him. "That's creepy, seriously. Also, I smell horrible," He frowned.
Ouch.
"Actually, you don't," I blurted out, widening my eyes in realization and slapping myself mentally. I watched as his face burnt bright red.
The atmosphere turned into that of an awkward silent one, until our fingers bumped as we walked.
Then it got 100x times more awkward.
And then our fingers bumped again. I watched as his face burnt red, again. I grinned before tangling our fingers, feeling that nice warm sensation burning where my hand touched his. I mean, we've held hands before... Surely he wouldn't mind me holding his hand now?
Actually, he doesn't. I knew because when I looked to my right, I saw him smiling with red cheeks. I couldn't help but smile as well.
We made our way back to the dorms holding hands, but had to separate our hands after entering our dorms.
I quickly took a shower, because believe it or not, being covered in sweat-drenched clothes is horrible.
~Night Time, at the Great Hall
Before I could open my mouth to tell Hazel and Rafe about the trophy, Oliver and Ceilan came to us. "Devin, Jamieson, once you guys are done with dinner, I want you to change into your Quidditch uniform and go to the practice field," Oliver told us with a smile before leaving.
"Night time practice huh? Sucks to be you," Rafe teased with a big grin before eating his dinner. "Well, night time practice is better than no practice," Hazel shrugged, then proceeded to finish her dinner.
I looked at Devin, he shook his head. "We'll talk about the trophy at a later date," He whispered to me. I sighed, then began eating my dinner.
"Uh... Which way is the field again?" I asked, once we were out of the common room of our house. "I... I have no idea. The halls look so different at night... And creepy," Devin commented with a big frown. "I-I remember seeing Oliver go left before..." He recalled after we stood in the hall for about 5 minutes, deciding whether we should go left, right or up.
"Well, left it is then," I decided, turning left then walking. I mean, one direction is better than no direction.
"A-Are you sure about this?" Devin asked nervously. I too had a bad feeling about walking down this hall. All students are in their dorms already, so it's somewhat quiet in the halls. "L-Let's just ask him," I pointed at a ghost, approaching us. "Excuse me Sir Nicholas, c-can you lead us to the practice field?" I asked politely, earning a nod from him.
"Why yes, although you lads are going the wrong way. This hall is not to be explored during night time," He said before leading the way, me and Devin immediately following him.
"Here you go, lads." Sir Nicholas stopped right in-front of an opening. "Thank you, Sir Nicholas," Devin thanked him, then we made our way to the field.
"What took you guys so long?" Ceilan asked, lifting a brow. "I uh... I got us lost, again." I admitted, my cheeks burning red. Ceilan let out a sigh before turning around, "C'mon, we've been waiting for you guys," He said, leading us to the rest of them.
"Right, now that everyone's here..." Oliver looked around. I noticed there were two other teams in the moonlight lit field. "Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, you guys ready?" Oliver asked, running over to the other two team leaders, who nodded at him.
"Sphaera Lux," Oliver, along with the other two team leaders and a few other older wizards, chanted as they waved their wands around. After a few seconds of wand silent wand waving, spheres of light emerged from the ground and floated, some high above and some low on the ground.
The spheres of light provided... Well, light. Lighting up the somewhat dark and dim field. "So, whose up first?" Oliver asked, turning around and facing the other two team leaders.
While they decided, I turned to look at Devin. "I guess from now on, we'll be practicing at night, huh?" He sighed before nodding. "There goes our extra hours of sleep," He joked. I chuckled, though inside I was crying. I barely get enough sleep previously, let alone now!
"I guess it's worth losing a few extra hours of sleep, since the Quidditch games is just a few months away, and we need to beat Slytherin. They've had a 9 years winning streak!" One of our team mates came up to us. I gasped, "9 years of winning streak?!" I frowned. Wow, that means these guys are insanely good.
"Right. So Ravenclaw's up first. Then Hufflepuff, and finally us. First, we'll train teamwork. That's all we'll be doing today. We'll train how you pass balls, block bludgers and so. And for the seeker, since it's night time, Ravenclaw has placed a small enchantment on the Golden Snitch so it'll be easier to find," Oliver instructed before leading us to a safe spot to sit while we watched Ravenclaw train.
I watched in awe as the dark-blue clothed wizards flew gracefully, passing the ball and scoring points... How they communicated...
The same went for Hufflepuff.
Everyone was just amazing! If these guys are this good, I can't imagine how good the Slytherin players are...
"Right, c'mon lads. We'll do a quick training, then we'll go sleep," Oliver instructed before getting on his broom. "Watch closely Jamieson, Devin. You guys know our signals, you know how we play. Doesn't matter how powerful our opponent is, as long as teamwork is present, we can beat anyone," Ceilan walked up to us and gave us a small pep talk, giving us a tiny bit of encouragement.
I looked at Devin, who nodded at me before taking off.
After a few seconds, one of the Hufflepuffs blew the whistle, signalling the start of practice.
'Right so... Golden snitch... Where might you be...?' I thought, looking around the field as I hovered above everyone else. Then something caught my eye.
Something kept twinkling near one of the light spheres, circling around like a moth. Immediately I rushed towards it. The twinkling disappeared, but I was able to see the faint traces of the Golden Snitch.
Props to the enchantment placed on the snitch.
I stood on my broom, which was a very stupid move, but I managed to catch the snitch barely, before leaping off of my broom, clasping my hands hard. "The snitch has been caught!" One of the Ravenclaws yelled, "150 points to Gryffindor!" They cheered.
I grinned widely, holding up the snitch for my teammates to see, who were all grinning widely. We continued practice afterwards.
Well, not me. All I did was practice flying and numerous flying techniques, trying to get the snitch. "You guys are our hope, if we don't beat Slytherin, it's all up to you, y'know?" Said the Hufflepuff team's leader. "C'mon, don't say that. You guys are amazing too! Seriously, you guys have just as much chance to beat those donkeys as we do," Oliver smiled widely, looking at Ravenclaw's and Hufflepuff's leader.
"Well, you guys have an amazing seeker and a fast chaser, so there's that," One of the larger, and frankly hotter, players of Hufflepuff grinned, locking both me and Devin in his arms. I smiled at Devin, whose cheeks burned slightly red. "And cute too," The guy added, making us both blush furiously.
"I suppose," Oliver smiled once the large Hufflepuff player let us go.
Ceilan checked on his watch, "It's 8:45 PM, should we call it a day?" Ceilan asked, lifting a brow at Oliver, who nodded. "I guess that's it for today, same time tomorrow?" Oliver asked, turning towards the other two leaders, who nodded. Once they were done shaking hands, and all of the light spheres had been extinguished, everyone began leaving for their respective dorms.
"Godric Gryffindor," Oliver whispered, while the rest of us made sure our Lumos wasn't too bright, since the painting residents were all asleep.
"Alright you two, get some rest. We've got classes tomorrow," Oliver smiled once the stairs had stopped moving. Devin and I quickly ran up the frozen stairs and into our dorms, but not before wishing the other two a good night. "You two were awesome!" Rafe exclaimed, startling us once we entered our room.
"Ho- You haven't slept yet?" I asked, jumping back slightly. "Couldn't sleep! You guys really rocked it. But y'know..." Rafe trailed off, looking at us as he sat down.
"I have heard of a Quidditch Curse," he frowned afterwards, Devin and I sat down and listened. "Go on?" Devin urged, somewhat interested.
"Once Savannah Potter, the last known Potter wizard, graduated from this school decades ago, Principal Salazar placed a curse on the field! Any team who went up against the Slytherins would have their brooms go wonky." He shrugged before adding, "I don't really know though, we haven't really seen a real Quidditch match yet, so I don't know if that's true or not."
"Well, before we get caught for staying up, I'm gonna go change," Devin sighed, grabbing a set of clothes from his cabinet and walking out to the balcony, shutting the doors then locking it behind him. I was about to question the reason for that, but then remembered how shy he was.
No one's gonna see him change on the balcony anyways.
Me, on the other hand, didn't really mind changing in-front of peoples.
"G'night Devin," I smiled once I was tucked into my bed nicely. He leaned upwards a bit, smiled at me, and replied, "Good night to you too, Jamieson."
Sorry for the sudden burst of updates, I actually had the last 4-ish chapters in my computer waiting to be uploaded for quite some time now.
Only recently had I discovered that my country actually banned , so naturally, I had to take things into my own hands.
A few addons to Firefox and bam, I'm able to access this website again!
If you're here from Auradon's Magic or RotP Rewrite, don't worry, I'll updating them soon.
