Author's Note: Here's Albus' chapter!

I spent quite some time on this so hope you like it!

Happy reading!

P.S: McGonagall is a badass.

- A Creature Of The Dark

He was fascinated with the dolphin gliding in the air around him like it was swimming in water.

Watching his father teach James the patronus charm, Albus couldn't say that he wasn't jealous.

But a spark of rebellion and courage and determination had overcome him and here he was, near the Great Lake in Hogwarts, breaking a dozen rules intentionally, just to test out whether he was able to produce a patronus without help.

It seemed foolish and impossible, but Albus was determined and he had practiced for days in his house and his dorm. He even went to the library to search for patronus- related books, making his cousin Rose, and his best friend Scorpius, suspicious.

Now, after sneaking out from Hogwarts' castle, past the prefects and Filch, with his Invisibility Cloak which Harry gave him on the first year, Albus felt a rush of excitement. He had never snuck out or used his Cloak at such a big extent. Sure, he went to the kitchens after curfew or to the Astronomy Tower, but never outside the castle.

Calming his nerves, he closed his eyes and recalled what his father had said at Albus' first visit to King's Cross as a first year. Knowing that he was named after two men Harry had admired was not what made him happy. Not even that the Sorting Hat would take his choice in account.

It was the fact that he told him and not Lily or James. He was stuck as a middle child, and a second son. He had to wear the hand- me- downs. But he didn't mind.

It was just that he rarely got his parents' full attention. Albus had grown not to take it to heart, knowing that his parents were trying their best...but it hurt...slightly.

That day when Harry had personally told him about the Sorting Hat and that The Boy Who Lived was almost sorted into Slytherin, Albus' conscience had burst with content. He had boarded the Hogwarts Express convinced that the sorting wouldn't be as bad as he assumed.

The memory brought a smile to his face.

Everybody had always said that he was kind of like Harry- a wonderful wizard but not realizing his capabilities.

But now, now as he stood alone with the moon shining over him, Albus realized his capabilities to a certain extent.

His normal quiet nature wanted to get free, but not in the form of noise, but in the form of magic, in the form of power. His magic would be loud, defining his presence, a compensation for his quietness, an antithesis to his calm.

His body surged with adrenalin as he spoke the incantation loudly and clearly.

"Expecto Patronum."

Strands of light burst from his wand to form a long, muscular shape with little flaps at the side and a snout at the front but with no legs.

At first, Albus was confused. But soon, his confusion turned to wonder.

Without a moment's notice, the light- made dolphin in front of him started gliding through the air, at ease, making chattering sounds loud enough to wake up any living form around them in a twenty meter radius.

It did a back-flip in mid-air and dived in the water of the Great Lake, its bright form visible through the water. It burst out of the water and started swimming restlessly in the air again.

Albus almost laughed when he recalled something about a wizard's corporeal patronus being an animal form resembling the wizard's nature. Looking at the loud and noisy creature in front of him, he cracked up imagining everybody's reaction.

The calm, collected and quiet Albus Severus Potter had a jovial, restless and loud patronus? Impossible.

And he would say, "Possible."

His laughter subsided and the dolphin abruptly came to a stop in front of him, making chattering sounds non-stop.

"Ssh, buddy. We don't want anybody to hear us."

"I'm afraid the damage has been done, Mr. Potter."

Albus looked like a deer caught in the headlights of a car as he heard the stern voice of Minerva McGonagall behind him.

He turned and gulped at the look the Headmistress was giving him.

"Uhh I'm sor-" he was cut off.

"Mr. Potter, you are well aware of the school's curfew rules, aren't you?"

Without waiting for a reply, she continued, "Perhaps, the best thing would be punishment. I had hoped you didn't turn out like your grandfather or father or mother or brother or sister for having a knack for trouble. But I was apparently wrong."

The youngest son of Harry Potter kept quiet and hung his head, staring at the ground. Oh Merlin, this wasn't the first time he was caught for breaking the rules, so he didn't even have the chance of a warning.

"Although,"

His head shot up to see McGonagall smiling at the shining figure behind him.

"I see that you have successfully produced a patronus. Without any help, I believe?"

Albus could just nod his head.

She continued, "Very few wizards can attain a patronus without guidance. Even your father couldn't do it without Remus Lupin's help."

Albus was shocked by this revelation.

"For this achievement, I will allow you to go free of punishment."

He couldn't believe his luck.

"But,"

His face fell.

"Ten points will be taken from Gryffindor for breaking the rules."

At his crestfallen face, McGonagall sighed and said, "Thirty points will be awarded for achieving such a hard feat."

Albus bet that his eyes were as big as plates now.

"Off you go now. And make sure that your patronus vanishes. It's making quite a raucous."

And she left Albus who was gaping.

He heard something come from her that sounded suspiciously like, "Potters and their rule- breaking great deeds."

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