The next night, Kitty and Kurt made their way to the pitch, along with Logan who'd been told by Laura to show up and watch her. The stands were completely empty, but the pitch had several students holding brooms and talking excitedly. Logan rolled his eyes and made his way up the stands with Kitty and Kurt trailing behind. McGonagall and a boy who Logan had immediately not liked in his third year class waited. Logan and McGonagall sat down on the wooden bench, while the Gryffindor third year took the microphone and cleared his throat loudly. On the pitch, the Gryffindor Quidditch team captain was yelling from his place in the air above them. "All first years please leave NOW! And if you're not a Gryffindor either, beat it!" Ten or twelve figures left, giggling and tossing the brooms they held into an open shed. The Captain spoke again, "Chaser tryouts, to the left, Keeper to the right, Seeker below me, and Beaters in front. Good. Now we'll go with Keeper first." There were two students trying out for Keeper, seven for Chaser, four for Seeker, and five for Beater. As the Keeper and Chasers tried out, the Gryffindor boy commentated loudly, obnoxiously, and rather badly. On his fifth biased comment, McGonagall snatched the microphone out of his hand and told him he could go. Kitty went next for the remaining Chaser tryouts and then for two of the Seeker. Logan was particularly interested with her commentary of Laura's. "OMG I know her! She's, like, that girl that came to the mansion before! Sorry Professor, okay so X-23-" "Laura," Logan hissed and Kitty nodded. "Oh okay, Laura just stole the Quaffle from the captain, who's playing an opposing team and, like, wow! She just scored from like, ten yards away from the goal! She's really good. I bet you're proud of her right Mr. Logan?" Logan cleared his throat and sank into his seat to avoid the gazes cast in their direction while McGonagall told Kitty to focus on the tryouts. When Kitty finished with the two students trying out for Seeker, Kurt commentated for the last two as well as the five Beaters. He was good and kept on topic, however he was also nervous and when he finished, told McGonagall that although it'd been fun, he wasn't really cut out for it. Kitty was ecstatic to be the new commentator and gave McGonagall a hug, "Thanks Professor! You won't be disappointed I promise!" She and Kurt transported to the Hufflepuff common room, as Kurt no longer had to hide his power. McGonagall bid Logan goodnight and made her way to the castle as Logan waited for Laura. She ran up to him, broomstick in hand, "So how'd I do?" Logan shrugged, "I don't know what you were supposed to be doing exactly, but Half-Pint seems to know what she was talking about. So yeah, you did good." Laura laughed, "Were you proud of me?" Logan smirked and put his arm on her head, resting it there, "Yeah I guess I was proud." Laura pushed his arm off, "You think I'll make the team?" Logan nodded as they went up to the castle. Halfway there, Laura turned downhill and then grabbed the back of Logan's robes, pulling him downhill towards the Black Lake and stopping at the edge. She let go and pointed to the mirror-like water. "Ever met who lives here?" Logan shook his head and Laura whistled loudly and shrilly. The water rippled slightly and a large squid appeared from the depths, waving one of its tentacles in greeting. Laura reached into the pocket of her robe and pulled out a piece of toast, tossing it to the squid who caught it and quickly ate. Logan stood watching with arms crossed, eyebrows raised. Laura laughed, "That's the giant squid. He lives here." Logan snorted, "No kidding." He turned away from the lake, eyes drawn to a light not far from where they were. It was near the Forbidden Forest, so he had to wonder why it was so close to it. Laura followed his gaze and smiled, "Let's go see Hagrid," she said, pulling him towards the light.
The light came from a rather small hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. In the light of the full moon they could see a pumpkin patch with already-large pumpkins growing in it. The great booming bark of what must have been a large dog came from inside. "What're ya' barkin' at yeh dozy dog! S'no one there!" The door swung open, throwing the light onto Logan and Laura along with Hagrid's great shadow. "Alrigh' Fang there was someone there. What're you two doin' here so late? Nevermin' where are me manners? Come on in!" Laura and Logan both stepped inside, Logan marveling at the interior. It was a one-roomed house with hams and pheasants hanging from the ceiling. A large fireplace was against the far wall, a copper kettle hanging over it boiling water. In the corner, a massive bed with a patchwork quilt sat with his pink umbrella, mokeskin coat and a crossbow leaning on the wall next to it. Laura and Logan sat down in two chairs around a small table while Hagrid sat in a third, larger one. He held a tin out to them filled with what looked like, well, rocks. Laura took one politely while Logan eyed them curiously. Hagrid chuckled, "S'not poison. They're my homemade rock cakes. Made these with raisins." Logan took one and tried biting it, but of all the bones in his body, his teeth were not made of adamantium and Logan immediately stopped trying to bite it when he felt one of his back teeth shift. Hagrid, who was busying himself making them tea, didn't notice as Logan chucked the rock cake out the open window. The large dog named Fang lifted his wrinkled face to Logan before getting up and plodding over to him, resting his large head on Logan's knee. Hagrid poured the tea into mugs and shook his bearded head at him, "Fang get off a him ya' dozy dog. He don' want yer drool all over his leg." Logan shrugged, patting Fang's large head, "It's okay Hagrid." Laura caught Logan's eye and wagged her eyebrows. He bit his fist to keep from laughing. Hagrid sat down again and looked between the two. "Ya' know you two look real similar. S'like yer related er somethin'." Laura raised her eyebrows and looked to Logan who gave a small nod. She cleared her throat, "Well Logan and I are related, sort of. We're clones." Hagrid almost spit out his tea. "Clones?" he choked out. Logan nodded, still petting Fang's head, "Some, er, scientists took my DNA and tried to clone me." Laura took a sip of tea, "Twenty-two times." Hagrid's bushy eyebrows rose slightly, "Twenty-two?" Logan nodded, "The, program, that enhanced me called me Weapon X. Laura was the twenty-third clone and the only one that didn't go insane." "X-23," Laura said simply. Hagrid nodded, "Interestin'. So yer like father and daughter?" Logan raised his eyebrows and looked to Laura, "Yeah. I never thought of it that way." Laura nodded, "We kind of are." Hagrid smiled and leaned forward towards Logan, "What do ya' think a dragons?" Logan blinked, "Dragons?"
The next hour or so was spent talking about dragons and other magical creatures, something Hagrid knew extensively. Hagrid finally glanced outside and saw how dark it had gotten. "My goodness! It's real late! You two best get back ter the castle. 'Specially you," he said, pointing to Laura. Logan shrugged standing up, "She's fine. She's with a professor." Hagrid saw them to the door, "Well keep a look out. Professor Snape's patrolling tonight and you don' want him ter catch ya'." Logan smirked as he and Laura made their way up to the castle, "Well I'd just love to run in to my new friend."