Hey everyone,
I'm really glad to know that none of you really cared for the switches between POV's. I had the idea to put lines at the points where the POV's were to change, yet while I was editing this into the story, I had to admit that it made the chapter look all wrong. So even though this might happen more often, the lines will never be there.
Also, I have good news for one of my most favorite reviewer: V.L. Crawford, you are getting your wish. It won't be on one of the characters I know you hate with a passion, but this chapter will definitely have a lot of bashing; in fact the very title will indicate that the bashing of a character is definitely imminent!
Enjoy,

Venquine1990


Chapter 21
Accomplishments And Mistakes

28th of January 1996
Destiny's Haven
Harry's POV

Last chapter had been so weird, especially with the idea that, as we read one part, it would also be read by my former mum and my newly returned mum and maybe even a few friends of them. By now, part of me wonders who mum and Aunt Lily are with, yet I also feel highly excited for what will happen in the coming chapter.
Yes, I have no doubt I will get ranted at for encountering Fluffy, not to mention joining Ron in a challenge he accepted for me when he didn't have the right to do that, yet I also feel so excited over the idea of the man finding out how I got to join the Quidditch Team as Seeker one year before anyone else has ever done before.

The fact that I am a Seeker has always been something I have been very, extremely proud of, yet now I feel even more proud of this fact as I now feel thrilled over the idea that I get to share it with my father and older brother, something I never even imagined I would do when believing myself an orphan living with the Muggles.
And while part of me has always silently wept for the fact that I never got the chance to share any of my experiences at school, whether Muggle or Magical, have I also always tried to hide this part of me, even though Dumbledore never seemed to get why I was hiding it or the fact that he was the only one who wanted me there.
"And even when I ran away the guy still send me back. Fudge may have picked the wrong topic, but he's fully in the right to finally be the first in forever to start questioning the guy. Cause let's face it, even one as humble as Dumbledore starts blowing his own horn when given enough praise over the course of several decades."

This makes me sigh as Dumbledore's insistence and the way he handled the situations of the last four years definitely sometimes made me think of reaching out to other schools and I spare a quick look at my brother and his mate and think: "Would they be opposed to moving to Campbrina instead of back to their Islands?"
Yet while part of me wants to shake my head at the idea of moving into the school that hid my mum from me for all these years, does another part of me want to start jumping and planning ways to convince those I truly care about that Hogwarts is nothing compared to Campbrina and to use the last four years as examples.
"I'll just discuss it with mum and dad the next time mum comes to visit." Goes through my mind and while part of me feels like singing at the fact that I can now think of the idea of talking with my parents and actually make it happen, do I instead clear my throat as I notice that the others are waiting for me to read, which I do.

The Midnight Duel … Malfoy much.

"Isn't that dangerous? Putting the two Houses with the biggest feud together in the class that has the highest chance for accidents and other incidents to happen?" Riku asks and dad snorts as he says: "Normally it would be, but Dumbledore trusts Snape to keep peace." And while I can see disbelief on Riku's face, do I read on.

Or at … learning together.

"Okay, what is it with Albus and putting the feuding Houses together in the two most dangerous classes in first year?" Dad asks and Sora asks: "Do you think he wants something to go wrong so the two Houses come to rely on each other?" And Riku answers: "If so, he must be delusional." And dad nods at him as I continue reading.

"Typical," said … in helicopters.

"You know, I don't even have any trouble believing that." This shocks me and he says: "Normally wards keep Muggle stuff out, but I am sure Malfoy wards are quite old fashioned, so I doubt they have been updated enough to recognize and mislead things like airplanes and helicopter." At this I think shortly before nodding as I read on.

He wasn't … Quidditch constantly.

"Do they really not talk about anything else?" Riku asks shocked and I shrug and say: "It is practically the only professional sport in their world – which is a shame seeing as how the Muggle World has a total of 10 ball-sports alone and plenty of other sports as well." And my family looks at me shocked as I nod and say:
"Yeah, there's football, rugby, tennis, golf, basketball, volleyball, dodge ball, polo and water polo and finally baseball." Everyone looks at me shocked and I shrug as I say: "And that's just the ball sports. The Muggles have so many sports, they have bi-yearly games." And while my family seems interested in this, do I continue reading.

Ron had … to fly.

"Isn't that one of the games you mentioned?" Dad asks and I nod as I say: "It actually consists of more players than in Quidditch, relies way more on full-based teamwork and strategy and it has one thing my team never did.""What's that?" Sora asks and I sigh: "The demand for a reserve team." And while Sora looks shocked do I read on.

Harry had … the ground.

Here I shakes my head with pain on my face as I say: "The first few times, I actually had to convince him to go to the Hospital Wing as he didn't want to disappoint his gran, even while he was bleeding both times. That poor guy is really just too intimidated by her." And while this makes Sirius sigh in agreement, do I want to read on.
"What about our parents?" Riku suddenly asks and I look up, shocked and feeling horrible over the fact that, two days ago when we all came here, we never brought up his parents, only my own. I cringe and say: "I want to tell you – but you need to promise me you will allow Neville to do the same. He doesn't know that I know and it's really his story to tell."
The boy nods, while Sora moves closer to him in my brother's need to offer comfort to his mate and I sigh as I mutter: "A few days after the attack on the clones, a group of his followers attacked your family. Your parents did the same thing the clones did, but instead of being killed – they were tortured into insanity. I saw their state just last Christmas."
Riku looks at me horrified and Sora almost crawls into the boy's lap as he holds onto him and whispers: "You can help them." We all look at my brother and Sora says: "You can. You were able to pull me out of the abyss, so I'm sure you can do the same with them. I'm sure of it." Riku smiles at his mate and while I wonder what my brother means, do I focus back on the book.

Hermione Granger … the Ages.

"She really needs to learn that everyone has their own ways to learn and that her ways aren't always the only ones or the ones most appreciated." Sirius sighs and while I hate to do so, do I remember her latest Christmas gift and sigh as I mutter: "Don't I know it." And while dad sends a reassuring smile my way, do I sigh before I read on.

Neville was … of course.

This makes dad frown in angry confusion and he then mutters: "That can't be right." And while I wonder what he could be on about, does he stand up from his seat and move back into the Special Room, me and the others following as he asks: "Lady Destiny, could you send a spiritual form of Remus here? I have some questions."
And to my shock does the request get answered, a blueish white apparition of my former mentor appearing and his eyes widen as he says: "Sirius! Harry! Sora! Riku! Where – where am I?" And dad answers: "The Special room in the chambers of Lady Destiny. I asked her to send your apparition here because something worries me."
His friend looks concerned and dad says: "According to what I just found out, Harry never received anything from you, not even a letter. Now at the Dursleys, I could understand, there were probably redirection wards, but the same can't be said for Hogwarts. So why didn't Harry receive any mail from you there, pall?"

Here Remus looks shocked and then looks down as he says: "I – I don't know. The – the first time I send him something, I actually invited Albus over as I wanted him to be there when I sent off my first care package for Harry at Hogwarts. So, if anyone knows what could have happened to that and all other packages, it's Albus."
At this dad nods and I ask: "You send me care packages?" And Remus nods at me as he says: "Molly did too, she told James and us just earlier. And I always send the same. A note with something your mum or Aunt Lily had said or done at a certain point in time, a picture of something they did together, some snacks and a bead for the enchanted bracelet I had tried making for you."
This shocks me, but then I look down pained and say: "I never received any of that, Remus, I swear. In fact, I – I thought you had broken your word. I haven't heard or seen any of you after you retired and – when I didn't even get a birthday gift –.""WHAT? NO GIFT? But I send you your mum's personal guide on becoming an Animagus!"
Remus shouts in shock and my eyes widen before they tear up, thoughts of others potentially now owning what once belonged to my mum and instantly dad states: "Remus, contact Albus – and find those blasted gifts!" The man nods and sends me a strong look, promising me he will come through before the magic of the room makes his form vanish and we all walk back to the other room before I sniff and read on, wanting not to keep my train of thought going.

Malfoy's eagle … to do.

Yet here dad sighs in disgust as he says: "There are seven hundred different items that can help people with memory problems. Does Augusta know nothing or does she simply just not care?""Care? Care for what?" Riku asks with trepidation and dad sighs as he seems to really hope that it's not true what he thinks before he says:
"That Remembralls are seen as an insult gift. They're usually given by those who want to say hey, you have memory problems and I don't care for that. That Augusta gave that to Neville is like a message that she has given up on helping him with this." This shocks me and I think: "I really hope Neville doesn't know that." Before I read on.

Look, you … the left.

"That sounds dangerous. Are all brooms like that?" Sora asks, but I send him a raised eyebrow look and ask: "Do I need to get my broom back out of my room? The one Lady Destiny gave back to me?" The boy blushes and says: "Right, just the class brooms then." And I think: "Yeah, they're ancient." As I continue reading, Riku smirking at his mate.

Their teacher, … Hooch's lips.

"Poor kid, does he always try to overachieve like that?" Riku asks and I say: "He has been trying lately thanks to Voldemort and all he's been doing and what we fear he could do, but else Neville never really overachieves – unless he's in Herbology, which is his favorite class." This makes Riku smile in pride and I continue reading.

"Come back, … a heap.

"Was he okay?" Sora asks worried and I smile at him as I say: "He did fall a little bit wrong – I said little – but he wasn't badly hurt and was back in the dorm that same night." This makes the two sigh in relief and I smile widely at the care of the two as Neville and I have definitely grown closer this last half year as I continue reading.

His broomstick … on, dear."

"Okay, props for her for caring for my little brother like that, but wouldn't it have been better for her to just go and call on a Prefect or something?" But then I remember what is about to happen and I smile at Riku comfortingly as I say: "No, it really was better that she left." And while this confuses the elder teen, do I continue reading.

Neville, his … great lump?"

"Only a bully would laugh at the pain of others." Dad growls, but then I roll my eyes as this had actually reminded me of something else that happened between Neville and Malfoy and I say: "Trust me, Malfoy went much further than just laughing at Neville's pain later this year." And while this annoys dad, do I read on.

The other … crybabies, Parvati."

"Never thought the Parkinsons would be into matchmaking." Dad sneers and I ask: "What do you mean?" And the man sighs as he says: "It's a 426 year old tradition among House Parkinson for the parent to negotiate with other families and set up marriage contracts." This shocks me absolutely senseless and Sora asks:
"How can one family be okay with such an old-fashioned tradition for such a long time?" And dad rolls his eyes as he says: "They're okay with it, because the Parkinsons are best known for their stubbornness; a stubbornness that has actually landed a few of them in jail too." This shocks and amazes me and then I read on.

"Look!" said … it up.

Here dad sighs and says: "I know what you're about to do, Harry, and I fully support it, but considering the hidden message behind that ball, it really would have been better to just let Malfoy keep that thing." Yet again I smirk and say: "Still, I'm glad I went after him – and it." And dad looks confused as I continue reading.

"Give that … into trouble."

"How does Harry breaking the rules make her think she will get in trouble?" Sora asks and I sigh as I say: "She probably believed they would be held responsible for not keeping us to the ground or something." And Sora says: "That girl really needs to lighten up already." Do I smile at the memory of my best friend as I continue reading.

Harry ignored … was wonderful.

This makes all of my family smile and then I say: "You know, I wonder if flying will still be just as easy and wonderful once I have changed. I mean, I've seen Angelina and the others play and all, I just wonder if flying in a new body will cause me any trouble." And while my dad nods in happy empathy, do I continue reading.

He pulled … the ground.

"Harry, no! No object is worth your health! Neville will understand, I'm sure of it." Dad says worriedly and I smile at him as I say: "Dad, this happened four years ago and it went fine. Trust me, it actually had some amazing consequences." And while this calms him down before it seems to confuse him, do I then continue reading.

Harry saw, … his fist.

"You – you actually caught it? And you didn't get hurt? You caught it – while on a school broom? With twigs bent to the right? With a broom that was several decades old?" Dad asks shocked and then I snicker and ask: "Remember my Quidditch position?" And the man seems to snap out of his shock just in time for me to continue reading.

"HARRY POTTER!" … toward them.

"Oh thank goodness." This shocks me and dad says: "Please understand, kiddo. What you did was very dangerous and without me around and with the upbringing you had, it really falls to Minnie to show you that people do worry for your health, even though detention." Yet because that didn't happen, do I read on feeling worried.

He got … me, now."

"Okay, there is proving you care for your student's health and safety and there's utterly ignoring all aspects of a dangerous situation. Why didn't Minerva realize this? What was she thinking?" And I answer: "She wasn't thinking of the situation." And while this seems to really shock dad, do I sigh in concern as I continue reading.

Harry caught … to him.

"Okay, that is a little overdone. Sure, what you did was dangerous, but surely she wasn't that angry at you. I mean, you're a natural in the sky and you sounded like you were back then. So why does she not realize she is scaring you with her overreacting?" Dad asks and I really hope I can read on and clear all of this up as quickly as possible.

She wrenched … head inside.

"A classroom? Why would she do that?" But then I say: "Dad please. You're misunderstanding the entire situation, just like I did that day and I'm getting close to the point where McGonagall makes everything become clear. Could you please just let me read?" And the man nods with a blush of shame on his face as I continue reading.

"Excuse me, … a Seeker."

And even though I had been growing really worried for dad the longer he made all this last and the more he postponed my chance to read this, do I still feel super proud and excited as I read those five words before sending dad a huge smile, which instantly falls as dad looks way too shocked to actually be happy for me.
"Alright, little bro! That is just so awesome!" Sora then shouts as he actually dashes over and pulls me out of my seat, twisting us both around on his axis as he keeps shouting exclamations of his pride and joy for me, yet the entire time the only thing I have eyes for is how dad seems just petrified with shock as he keeps perfectly still.
Then suddenly Sora stops twisting us and when I look at why, do I see Riku standing next to him with a hand on his shoulder and then the silver-haired boy asks: "Is there a reason you're not sharing in your son's joy for your youngest accomplishment?" And Sirius looks at the teen as he says: "Cause not responding sure is hurtful."

And while I try to hide my own disappointment, does dad still seem to catch it as he slowly stands up and while Sora helps me back on my feet does the man then hug me and whisper: "I am proud, son. I really am. I just – worry." This confuses me and I ask: "Worry? Why?" And the man sighs as he looks at me and says:
"Because this is the first time Minerva has any interaction with you and I worry that this might be how she keeps behaving; congratulating you for things in which you actually broke the rules. I'm not saying that, in this case, you didn't deserve it; I'm just saying that I fear she might go and do such a thing in the wrong time or event."

This is definitely something I can understand and then dad kisses me on the top of my head and whispers: "I just wanted her to be a good mother figure to you, kiddo. And this just doesn't assure me that she will – or in case of the books being the past, has." And while I nod, do I then tentatively ask: "But you are proud, right?"
And the man smiles at me with tears in his eyes as he says: "Yes son, I am very, very proud. And I'm sure your mum will be too – once he is done ranting at Minerva for thinking your accomplishments more important than your health, that is." And this makes me laugh at the very idea before we all sit back down and I continue reading.

Wood's expression … at once.

Here I sigh myself as I say: "Yeah, the Boy-Who-Lived a Quidditch prodigy; that's the wet dream of practically every Quidditch nut.""Wood no good?" Riku asks and I sigh as I just know dad will have a lot of trouble with him as the books progress and I say: "He's a little – obsessed sometimes." And the other boy cringes at this as I read on.

"Ever seen … I'd say."

"Hey, giving top of the world brooms is my thing! How would Hogwarts even be – Minerva, if what I think you did is true, you better hide yourself in a kennel right away, you hear me?" This shocks and confuses me, but then dad says: "I'll explain later, once I'm sure." And I nod at the man as he sounds calmer now before I read on.

"I shall … punishing you."

Here dad groans yet again and says: "There would have been nothing wrong with punishing you for your rule-breaking, but awarding you for your flying. If anything, it would have sent out a proper message of you not being favored to the student body. Honestly Minerva." And while I can't help but agree with him, do I continue reading.

Then she … player himself."

"Were you really?" Sora asks and dad smiles as he says: "She actually meant James, but yeah, I was pretty good too. I was a Reserve Beater, cause the Beaters on our team were like the Weasley twins; there was just no separating those two. I did play steady in my last as they were a year ahead of us. And trust me, your mum and I made good use of that time together whenever we had a chance." And with that I happily read on.

"You're joking." … hurried over.

"Apparently, they didn't get the keep it secret message." Riku says with a playful smirk, but then Sora says: "Not really, they could have also heard about the whole event and felt worried about Harry. Ron is their brother and his best friend, after all." And while I love how my brother is defending the honor of my friends, do I read on.

"Well done," … and Goyle.

"That kid needs to get a freakin life." Sora groans and I think back to the last four and a half year as I mutter: "You have no idea. Besides, he doesn't just need a life; he needs a bloody conscience, a reality check and what else – oh yeah, a 220 pounds dose of compassion." I growl at the end and Sora looks shocked as Riku asks:
"Is he really that bad?" And while part of me would rather not, do I sigh and say: "He was wishing for the death of another student at the age of twelve and was willing to get an animal killed just because he didn't like the teacher at age thirteen. Yeah, he's that bad." And while my brother and his mate look shocked, do I continue reading.

"Having a … no contact.

"Has he gone crazy or something? Wizard's duel by eleven year olds? Does he even realize how financially dangerous a Wizard's duel can be between Primal Heirs of Ancient Houses? Does he really think so little of your aunt that he forgets about your dad's line completely?" Dad asks utterly shocked and I sigh as I read on.

What's the … who's yours?"

"RONALD BILLIUS WEASLEY! YOU DID NOT JUST DO THAT!" Dad in utter fury and the shout shocks all of us before he shouts: "Molly Weasley, I need a word!" And like in the Special Room does an apparition of the woman appear, her eyes wide before she snaps: "Sirius Orion Black, what is going on here?"
Yet the man seems too furious with what I just read to respond to her fury and he snaps: "What is going on here, Molly, is that Lady Destiny has allowed us to read of Harry's past and that I just got to hear about a spat between your youngest, my son and the Heir to the Malfoy line." The woman looks shocked and then Sirius says:
"And guess what happened at this spat, Molly. At this spat, which happened on the second Thursday of their first year, Draco Malfoy apparently cared so little for his Family riches that he willingly challenged my Heir to a Wizard's duel – a Wizard's duel your son accepted in my son's name. That's what happened."

"My son would never –!" Mrs. Weasley wants to shout, but then I read: "Of course he has. I'm his second, who's yours?" And the woman looks at me shocked, yet I instantly decide to just prove her that, like all other proper Purebloods, I can hold a grudge as I send her a glare that is filled with all the anger I have held onto as I say:
"My father is not a liar – and neither is a he prisoner." And while this seems to shock and confuse the woman, does dad look at me shocked before he smiles at me and then he turns back and says: "Prove yourself a parent, Molly, and take Ron to task for an act that dangerous." And before the woman can respond, does her spirit vanish.
"You really can't let that go, can you?" Dad asks with a loving smile on his face and I retort: "Has she even apologized for it? We are more than half a year later now, you know." To which dad asks: "Is that not good enough reason to forgive her?" Dad asks and I snap: "No." And before he can continue arguing do I read on.

Malfoy looked … always unlocked."

"Wait a second. That little sneak!" Dad snaps and then groans as he says: "I should have known. He's bloody Lucius Malfoy's son. I should have seen it coming." And while I feel quite stupid that the man realized it just like that and that I didn't realize with the same speed all those years ago, do I then sigh and just continue reading.

When Malfoy … refuse, anyway."

Here dad sighs again and says: "He forgot to realize that, like with so many other Ancient Homes, Malfoy Manor is encased with an Untraceable spell to make sure that Lucius could teach Draco whatever he wants without getting in trouble with the Ministry. He really should not have taken this challenge that lightly."
"Is it even legal? One person accepting the challenge meant for another?" And Dad sighs as he says: "Normally not, Riku, yet because Ron challenged Malfoy back with that second question, it became an official challenge between House Weasley, Malfoy, Crabbe and Potter in that order." This confuses me and I ask:
"Why in that order?" And dad answers: "The first challenge became null and void when Ron accepted the challenge for you, but then he uttered a new challenge, Malfoy accepted, named Crabbe his second and then, because Ron named himself your second, you end up being last in the order." At this I nod in understanding and Sora asks:
"But Harry never did anything official in regard to the challenge. What would happen if he just ignored it all?" And dad sighs as he says: "If he had done that, Ron, Malfoy and Crabbe would have all been allowed to take a treasure from him based on the rights of forfeit." And while this shocks me do I then continue reading.

"And what … Ron suggested.

"That alone would have been enough to make Malfoy be considered the winner. He forbade physical contact, which I can only assume he added to the preset rules because he believes Muggles are naught but animals – though in some cases he is definitely right there." Dad growls in the end and I sigh yet again as I read on.

"Excuse me." … of you."

"She really needs to read up on Pureblood Politics and Customs." Dad sighs and I ask: "Is that really necessary seeing how most Purebloods treat her?" Yet then dad asks: "Who? You and Ron, you mean?" And while it takes me a while to realize what he means, do I then smile at the man warmly before I continue reading.

"And it's … hospital wing).

"Wait, how is that possible? Is Poppy keeping him overnight for health reasons? Did he actually get hurt worse than Hooch thought?" Dad asks worriedly and I shake my head and say: "No, this is just because no one in Gryffindor cared enough that night to help Neville back in." And while dad looks worried, do I read on.

Ron had … miss it.

"That is so thanks to my genes. I would have never been able to ignore the chance to show up those blasted upstarts either. I just wish you used your inner Snake or Eagle a little more and realized what you were walking into." Dad sighs and while I felt elated at first, do I now feel myself growing more worried the longer I read on.

"Half-past eleven," … a frown.

"Wow, that girl needs to learn how you can prove that you want to be friends, honestly." Sora sighs in annoyance and I smile: "Don't worry, give it another chapter or two and she'll be a lot more likable." "So you guys are about to become friends, huh?" Dad asks and I smile and nod at him, yet as I read on, do I try to hide my concern.

"You!" said … so interfering.

"And that when she only wants to help." Riku sighs and then I suddenly think back to all the times Hermione has tried to help and when I remember the one time I believed our friendship to be over, do I sigh in defeat and say: "Trust me, this is not the first time she shows her need to help the wrong way." Before I read on.

"Come on," … Switching Spells."

"First of, you and I both know you can earn those points back no problem. Second, there are very few things that come above Pureblood pride, which is even set into the rules. And finally, Hermione, sweetie, you're not their friend, so this isn't really your responsibility." Dad gently ends his little spiel and the others nod as I read on.

"Go away." Gryffindor tower.

"Ugh, that is such a rookie mistake. Always check Her Chubbiness before you leave the tower. Trust me, there were plenty of times where your mum and I were so excited for a prank, even we forgot that. Heck, she actually locked Remus out during one full-moon night, just because she wanted to gossip about his secret with her friend."

This shocks me and then Sora asks: "Why is that important? And why was he out at a full-moon night? Doesn't – wait, is he a werewolf?" Sora gasps in shock and my eyes widen as Riku says: "Wow Sora, that was some pretty sweet deduction." And the boy kisses my brother as I read on, yet again ignoring the pang of desire to have Lea here with me.

"Now what … me up."

"Did she really think that two boys, who have been growing annoyed with her constant behavior, would actually back her up in getting themselves into even more trouble?" Dad asks shocked and I laugh as I say: "One thing I am proud I taught Hermione; social skills." And the man laughs hard at this as I happily read on.

"You've got … to bed."

"Wait, he'd been there for hours?" Sora asks shocked and I ask: "Remember what I said before? About students not caring?" Yet this seems to confuse and worry dad as he asks: "That doesn't make sense? What about Percy?" Yet I force my pain down with a renewed sense of anger as I say: "He's more a bark than bite Prefect, really." And dad scowls at this as I read on.

"Keep your … twice already."

"What does he even do up there?" Dad asks and I say: "I actually meet with him from time to time. The guy has a mayor sense of guilt about something, but else – he is definitely everything that makes a true Slytherin that Malfoy isn't." This seems to shock dad quite a lot and I shrug as the ghosts have always been great to me as I read on.

Ron looked … all forward.

"That girl seriously needs to set her priorities straight – and Ron needs to learn that there are just some ways in which you don't threaten other people, especially not girls or women." Riku growls and I smile at him as I say: "Hermione definitely had a lot that made her first year as a teen very hard on her – and with that on us."
Here Riku nods and then Sora shocks me as he asks: "So why are you friends with her? With either of them for that?" And while I look at my older brother shocked, do I then smile at him as I say: "Because, for all their faults, I know I can always count on them to have my back." My brother nods and smiles at this and then I read on.

They flitted … there yet.

Here dad shakes his head and then he summons writing equipment to himself before he mutters: "Dear Narcissa, I would like you to know that on the 12th of September 1991 – according to a recording made by Lady Destiny, your son issued a Wizard's Duel challenge to Heir Harry Potter – and then failed to appear at the allotted time.
Please make sure that, from this day forth, your son understands that using a Wizard's Duel challenge to get a school rival in trouble with the school caretaker is a serious slight upon the honor of the line who tries this and to never again disrespect other Ancient Houses enough to not make such mistakes again. Sincerely yours, Lord Sirius Black."
He then ends his letter and presses the tip of his wand against the bottom of the scroll before a small light shines between his hands and the letter vanishes from his grasp as Sora asks: "Why didn't you refer to Harry as your son?" Yet dad smiles at him and asks: "Why should I do that to my mother's niece?" And Sora nods as I read on.

The crystal … a corner."

"He actually did call on the caretaker. How did you know that?" Riku asks shocked and dad sighs as he says: "I knew, cause normally Wizard Duels are held either in Private quarters, somewhere open and public with an invited crowd or another location that is known to be highly protected against possible spell fire.
The trophy room is neither of those three, so it was only too easy to guess that the little runt decided to squeal on his rival instead of show House Honor in a true duel. Lucius really raised that boy to think way too high of himself and low of others." And while I nod at him, do I also worry for what's up ahead as I continue reading.

It was … trophy room.

"Being away from possible trouble is definitely a good thing – so why don't I feel glad that you guys are there?" Dad asks, sounding both confused and worried and I sigh before I mutter: "Because we got away from possible trouble – only to run straight into actual danger." And while this worries my family, do I sigh and read on.

"I think … him off."

"So, how long does it take before you start teaching her those social skills? Cause that right there proves she has none." Sora groans and I smile as I say: "Trust me, Hermione may be proving it right now, but Ron and I will probably be proving it later." And the boy groans: "That's not reassuring." Before I read on.

Harry thought … was Peeves.

"Please tell me that's the danger you were talking about?" Dad asks and while I feel bad for causing him enough worry that he is now looking quite pale with concern, do I say: "No, he isn't. But if it's any relief, we did not encounter the danger long enough for it to hurt us." And the man regains some of his coloring as I read on, feeling better.

He caught … big mistake.

"I see that he takes after his brother when it comes to handling Peeves. Please tell me at least the twins know how to handle him." Dad says and I say: "I'm pretty sure he's their righthand man against Umbridge right now." And this actually makes the man snicker a little, making me feel pretty bad as I know what's coming as I read on.

"STUDENTS OUT … ha! Haaaaaa!"

"So even though Ron annoyed him, he still defended you guys and covered for you?" Sora asks shocked, yet I sigh and say: "Actually, I think Peeves was trying to get Filch away from there – because he realized what doorway we had run into.""The one with the danger in it?" Riku asks and I nod as I read on.

And they … so far.

"Oh Merlin, now what?" Dad asks, yet I sigh as I say: "I really want to give you a hint so as to prepare you, but on the other hand I just want this chapter read. I – I guess I'll leave it up to you." The man sighs and says: "Just read on. And I'm sorry for stalling. This is hard for both of us." I nod at the man and move closer as I read on.

They weren't … yellowish fangs.

"WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS SACRED IN THE WORLD OF MAGIC IS THAT DOING IN THERE!" Dad asks loud enough that I drop the book to clamp my hands over my ears and then Sora asks: "Do you think Hades even noticed that he was missing one of his Cerberus'?" To which Riku asks:
"Wait, you think there are more than one?" And Sora says: "Yeah, I mean, this happened a year before we started journeying, but I'm sure that this one is different from the one Herc and I fought to protect Cloud and keep the Coliseum safe, you know." Yet this seems to be the wrong thing to say as the words are followed up by a loud thunk.
This makes me cringe and I look down at my dad, who seems to have fainted thanks to his fear and concern for Sora and me getting the better of him and I ask: "Eh Sora, remember how bad Hermione's timing was just now? Yeah, yours was worse." And while my brother grins guiltily at this, do I sigh and just read on, wanting it all over with.

It was … take Filch.

"I am so glad Peeves decided to help you get out of there without running into more trouble." Riku mutters and then Sora asks: "Shouldn't we wake him?" And I sigh: "To be honest, I'd rather give him some rest; this just can't be easy on him to hear." And while my brother and his mate nod in silent agreement, do I read on.

They fell … that monster.

"You know, we really haven't done a whole lot in regard to magic and Keyblade lessons." Sora suddenly says and while I wonder what brought that on, do I ask: "Would you mind if we skip that until we reach chapters that I believe aren't brimming with trouble like this one?" And Sora laughs as he shakes his head before I read on.

They didn't … one does."

"And if anyone needs to learn when it's not the time to make stupid comments like that, it's you. Great X-Blade, is this the chapter of bad timing or something?" Sora asks and I sigh as I ask: "Sora please, I only have less than a page left. Just let me have this, okay?" And the boy turns red as he nods before I sigh and just finish the chapter.

Hermione had … thirteen was.

"Great, and we found out that teachers care more for achievements than rules, that some students are too arrogant for their own good, that others have no clue how to make friends, that the Gryffindor Prefect sucks and that Harry's friends lack some serious timing and social skills." Sora groans as he leans back against the couch.
"Wait, it's over?" Dad suddenly asks as he groans and gets off the floor and I cringe as I say: "Yeah. Sorry, I – I just really wanted to get this chapter over with and – and I didn't want to worry you more than I know this chapter was already doing. You know how much I hate doing that." The man sighs at this before he says:
"I do, but I also know you and your life well enough to know that – when it comes to everything else – this is but a single speck of ink on a roll of parchment the size of the Great Hall. To be honest, I feel kind of embarrassed that I couldn't even handle this one adventure." At this Sora rubs the back of his head and says: "Yeah, sorry about that."
Yet the man shakes his head and says: "Let's – let's just take a short little break, get our bearings back together and then get back for next chapter. What's it about anyway?" He asks, yet when I read the title, do I whiten as I just know what is about to happen and I say: "The worst holiday event ever." And groans are my response.


Hey everyone,
So I had to make a few adjustments, to Sora's deductions about Lupin and the Cerberus mostly, but else this chapter was pretty darn great and I quite liked it. I am also very happy with the fact that, in just two days' time, I managed to edit almost half of this story. I will probably do the same for other stories every month, so expect all of the mistakes you noticed over the years gone by 2020 or so.
Wish me luck,

Venquine1990