A/N: So nobody has really reviewed yet, but keep them coming people!

A few things.

1) I know this chapter is a bit short, but I think I left it at a good place.

2) I'll be jumping around a bit through the timeline, but I'll always mention what month it is.

3) They're in their fifth year. BTW.

4) You'll be seeing Cecil in action next chapter!

5) First scene is flashback. It's when Enry is eleven and first going to Hogwarts.

Potter's Curse

"Enry, come here."

Looking up, Enry put down her book and obediently followed her father into his study. It was located down a large hall and was almost always off limits.

Upon entering the room, Enry climbed into the green chair across from her father's desk. He was a very important kind of man. With unruly white hair, clear reading glasses, and dark eyes, he looked like a scientist, or at least, that's what Enry always imagined his occupation was.

"Yes father?" she asked tentatively after a minute of his appraisal. His cold eyes revealed nothing and she wondered if that's what she looked like sometimes to other people.

"I don't know if you'll understand the importance of what I'm about to say to you, but I've never been one to judge a person's intellect, regardless of age."

One thing Enry really liked about her father, other than the fact that he actually took interest in her, was that he honestly did treat her like a young adult, rather than a child.

"You're going to Hogwarts in a week, correct?" he continued, looking down at some papers in front of him. Was the date written somewhere?

"Correct, sir," Enry replied calmly, though unsure where this was leading.

He sat back now, seeming to find the information that he needed off the loose papers scattering his desk. "I know that you've inherited the White personality. The calm and cool disposition, you've become a true White."

Enry's breathe caught in her throat, waiting for the catch. And it came with a heavy blow.

"But it will take a lot for you to meet those standards, Enry. Hogwarts is your first test."

Blinking, she swallowed the disappointment. "I don't understand," Enry admitted sheepishly. What was it exactly that her father wanted her to do at Hogwarts?

"Great things will happen in your time at Hogwarts. And it is up to you to make the right decisions."

She did not need to hear more than that. Though young, Enry knew what he meant so subtly as "right" decisions. Nodding her head, her father waved to the door for her cue to leave.

As fast as it had come, the first month of their fifth year went by. It was now October, and a chill had set upon Hogwarts. Not so chilly as to keep the students off the grounds on that sunny weekend though.

Albus was stretched across the ground under a tree's shade, with Koden beside him. A long piece of parchment was in the brown haired boy's lap. As always, Koden had procrastinated his assignments, and was regretting it.

"Thanks for helping me, mate," mumbled Koden for the hundredth time that day. Albus had been the only one who had offered to stay with Koden while he finished his work. Their other friends, though, had decided to take this weekend to practice some Quidditch.

"Don't worry about it," Albus said monotonously, staring across the lake they sat beside. His mind was on something else, but Koden had grown use to his friend daydreaming randomly.

"I still can't believe Pat and Glyn. They're not even on the Quidditch team!" Koden said now, furiously trying to get rid of a blotch of ink in the middle of his parchment. "Those prats."

But Albus did not so much as grunt in acknowledgement. Furious, Koden set down his parchment and his ink and rounded on his friend.

"Al, what's with you mate? I love the starry-eyed bit, honestly I do. I can get away with saying things to you and you don't even respond sometimes. Bit funny really..."

"What kinds of things?" asked Albus incredulously.

"Not important," Koden replied with a wave of his hand. "But it's getting quite pathetic now. I know you still fancy White, but she's made it clear she has nothing to do with you. Different families, Al."

Albus narrowed his eyes at his friend. "I don't think family, Hogwarts houses, or any type of background affects anybody. It's the influence and the way others treat people."

Koden curled his hands to his side. "Let me guess, something your dad told you?"

The two looked at each other for a bit of time, and then finally Koden relaxed his hands and picked his parchment up again, ready to continue his assigned essay. After a few moments of silence Albus spoke up.

"I don't know why I like her. She's sort of, mysterious you know? I like that she's pleasant to everybody, but would rather keep to herself. I like catching glimpses in her eyes of what she's really thinking. I'm getting better at it I think, even if I haven't had a proper talk with her since the beginning of the month..." Albus trailed off.

"Why oh why does he have to make things so difficult?" Koden thought to himself. It was of course, his fault that White was not talking to him. He hadn't expected her to follow his orders so obediently. She was a Slytherin after all. But the thought always crossed Koden that if she had wanted to speak to him again, then she would have by now. Leading him to believe that she wasn't at all interested in Albus Potter.

"I can sort of see where you're coming from," Koden allowed. Take away her white hair, her Slytherin robes, and give her a bit more meat, Koden would've been able to see how attractive she could have been. But that was not the case.

The girl looked almost mousy. Her white hair flew away in nearly every direction. "How perfect she would be with a Potter," Koden thought with a smirk. She was small and incredibly thin. Almost as if she had no nourishment at all. Koden particularly liked the heavier girls. "More to play with," he'd wink to his friends.

And then there were her incredibly strange and dark eyes that were haunting in how cold they were. Koden could barely look at them for more than a moment before he felt as if she was seeing into his soul. He shuddered a little at the memory and then returned to his assignment.

It was that same October day that Enry decided to take a walk on the grounds and get out of her stuffy, underground Common Room. She had had almost enough of Scorpius and his hanging around her all the time.

Before she had stepped through the opening in the dungeon wall, she had turned to Malfoy and promised under her breathe that if he followed her, she would personally see to it that he would regret it. It had pleased her to some extent that his eyes showed some sort of fear.

Smiling to herself, she opened the double doors leading out onto the grounds. Enry was far from outdoorsy. She could have probably gone her entire time in Hogwarts without being in the grounds at all, and would not have minded one bit.

Today was different though. The sun beamed down the grounds, and it was warm but comfortably so. A few of the students were running around playing all sorts of wizard games. Looking across the field she even saw a few students at the pitch playing a game of Quidditch. It was a sport she had a hard time understanding, and would always fall asleep when they were forced to attend games.

Along her scans of the grounds she spotted a tree that was empty of students near to the Great Lake. Triumphantly (because she never figured herself a regular Hogwarts student) she walked towards it and claimed it as hers.

Then she realized she had not brought anything with her. Not a book, not any homework, and she had no friends to sit under the tree with her. Sighing, she thought she ought to look quite pathetic just staring out across the lake.

It didn't stop her. Determined to fit in, she closed her eyes. A nice nap by the lake on a warm day was common, wasn't it?

Lifting her face so that the sun was warming her, she began to breathe heavily. Her daydreams carried her away back to her house, and how her parents would congratulate her on another year passed so obediently. Another praise from her father with cold eyes, and a nod in her direction by her mother.

She smiled again at how pathetic she was, but knew it didn't reach her face at all. Not many of her expressions ever did.

It was during a daydream of her strapping Scorpius to the table of their Death Eater Renegade meetings and hexing every inch of him in a large black cloak that she was prodded in the arm.

Gasping, she flinched away from the sudden touch and opened her eyes, only to stare directly into the sun. Squinting she saw familiar black hair.

"I guess that's how you get your tan then?" Albus greeted, clearly nervous by the way he was moving on the balls of his feet.

Immediately, Enry scanned the area for Lighthand, and she spotted him at a tree a distance over. He was glaring daggers at her but she merely shrugged at his look as if to say, "I didn't call him over." Then turning back to Albus she smiled.

"I'm not actually quite sure how I got it," she lied, rather not going into her family gene.

"Do you mind if I sit?" Albus asked.

Enry was pleased that Scorpius wasn't there to ruin her fun. The only reason why she had stayed away from Albus was because Malfoy would have killed her for it, and she liked the idea that Koden thought he had threatened a Slytherin.

"No, I don't mind," Enry replied. If anything it would make her less pathetic chatting with someone than sleeping by herself under a tree.

The Gryffindor took his seat and Enry turned away. She was never unsure how to have a casual conversation with anybody, and usually let them do the talking.

The boy seemed at a loss for words as well. Then slowly he said, "Well I came over here to ask if you'd be my Potions partner tomorrow. I've been trying to ask again for awhile, but Scorpius always seems to have claimed you before I get a chance."

He was blushing deeply now and at the corner of her eyes she saw Koden in the distance slapping himself. Enry's eyes widened.

She had realized it before. It was a bit obvious that Albus Potter had fancied her. But she had never actually considered that this was the first boy who had ever taken an interest in her. Things changed. Dramatically.

"Well, he's a bit of a maniac if you ask me," Enry said coolly. She suddenly felt a bit sorry for Albus. How rudely she had behaved around him all those times. But why did he keep coming back?

Albus smiled at that and Enry believed that her reassurance of Malfoy's presence being only a nuisance was something that pleased him. "You sounded like Koden there," Albus said, still grinning.

Enry had to laugh. "I really hope I don't. Speaking of him though, I think he's going to slap himself silly back there. Maybe you should get back to him before he has a fit?"

Looking behind him, Albus saw Koden's glare and stopped grinning. "You're right," he said, sounding somewhat defeated.

"Potter," she said before he had taken two steps away from her. "I'll be your partner tomorrow. I won't guarantee that Scorpius won't try to take me away though."

His green eyes lit up happily. "Then I'll meet you in the Great Hall after breakfast."

Enry had gotten up almost immediately after Albus had finished talking to her, and after Koden had nearly beat his friend silly he decided to follow the girl when his friend was clearly in his "happy place".

It was almost as if she was expecting him. She was standing just within the doors to the Great Hall, hesitating towards the stairs in the dungeons. Upon seeing him, she smiled. "Hello Lighthand!" she said cheerily. "I expected you to so gallantly chase after me."

Koden raised an eyebrow at her and shuddered again at her stare. "I thought I had made things clear..." Koden started. But something about her at the moment caused him to cower.

"Look, Koden. It's okay that you fancy a boy and all. I won't judge you. But you are not my father and you can't tell me who I can have as a Potions partner."

Mouth open in shock Koden watched her descend the stairs, but she wasn't getting away that easily. "I'm not gay!" he shouted after her, descending the stairs a foot behind.

Enry stopped and stared back at Koden. "Alright then," she allowed. "Why exactly are you upset?"

Koden frowned at her. He wished she could have been the same girl he so easily had submit to him before. Standing before him was a completely different witch. Was this what she was always like? Shaking the frustrated thoughts out of his head he answered her. "He's my best mate. Son of Harry Potter."

The small girl continued to look at him, and Koden noticed something behind her eyes he wasn't used to. "That's your explanation? It's kind of pathetic."

Furiously, Koden ran a hand through his hair thinking of things to say that wouldn't involve any threats. "You're not good enough for him. I'm not gay!" he exclaimed again after receiving a rather uncharacteristic look from her a second time. "I honestly mean that, no offense."

"None taken," she said coolly.

"What I mean is... you're a Slytherin. And I don't think Albus has enough experience to know what he actually wants, so as his best mate, I'm going to prevent any rash decisions on his part."

"You just don't want your best friend taken away from you," she accused.

And of course she was right.

In the comfort of the Gryffindor Common Room, Albus revealed everything to his mates about his encounter with Enry White. Koden was off in a corner of the room sulking about something. Probably that his assignment still was not complete.

"You're pretty brave, Potter," Glyn teased throwing a punch at his friends arm. "About time you chased after a girl."

Albus smiled crookedly. "I don't know what came over me," he said, remembering clearly being in one place and the next tapping the sleeping form of the girl he fancied.

"Ay, that's love," Patrick said, holding his hands over his heart dramatically. Albus booted him in the chest and Patrick doubled over.

Unlike his friends, Albus had never dated at his time in Hogwarts. When his friends were all courting, he would be the one they would all come and talk to. But since their third year, Albus had only eyes for one girl.

His father had called it the Potter curse.

And now as he was pouring his heart out, Albus realized that his friends had only liked girls in one kind of way, and before they could get into any type of awkward conversation, Albus had escaped to his dormitory saying he was extremely tired.

Even as he lay in his four poster bed, Albus couldn't suppress the intense anticipation and joy he had had since his talk with Enry. It was impossible to sleep.

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