TITLE: School Student's Saviour

AUTHOR: Alli97nomel

DISCLAIMERS: I don't own Harry Potter or any of its awesomeness or its characters, only my imagination, my love of writing stories for others to read and my love of Harry Potter. Also, I don't own any of the head cannons I use – Tumblr is my supplier and all I do is bring them to life.

RATING: Because these will be short chapters I'm not sure of the rating but knowing me I'd better play it safe! (K – NC-17+)

WARNING: To all reading in class: as much as they can look like it, teachers are not idiots. Therefore I am taking no responsibility if your phone, laptop ect. gets taken off you for reading this in class. You all need to embrace your inner Slytherin and be cunning, clever and skillful when you are reading. May Merlin be with you all in your quest to evade dying in class!

CHAPTER 7 – MONDAY

It was Monday…again. Unlike last Monday everyone was ready to leave extra early.

"Lily let's go," Hugo summoned.

Lily fixed her hair quickly, reached for her bag and her cloak and she hurried out over to the couch. Pulling out her wand she held hands with Hugo who held hands with Louis.

"Have a good day!" Rose called out. The three gave her a fleeting smile and then the next moment they Disapperated with a crack. They Apparated straight into the Ministry. After a quick goodbye they rushed off in different directions.

Louis took the elevator to the Magical Education level. As he walked towards the department door a colleague of his fell into step with him.

"Hello Louis," she said.

"Hello Mia," Louis nodded back politely. He decided that he should make conversation, 'Act civil,' his mother always said. "How was your weekend?"

"Oooh!" she gushed, dramatically rolling her eyes and groaning "well Janet from the Sports Department introduced me to her cousin Connell who introduced me to his best friend Matilda. Matilda's brother Michael was also there that night with his girlfriend Cynthia. Now Cynthia went to school with the person whose birthday it was, Joshua. Anywho, Josh ended up asking me out. But this was all two weeks ago, so last Saturday we went out but ohmygosh I can't the way he holds his fork when he eats so I just had to break it off you know? And guess what? Josh was apparently already dating Janet, the one from the Sports Department and that boy is going to get a hell of a Howler from me."

Louis blinked a few times to make sure his mind wasn't fried. "R-right," he nodded bewildered. "That's erm…that's quite an eventful weekend."

"Oh My Merlin I know right? Well, see you later Louis!" Mia smiled and left, leaving Louis wondering why girls bothered with that much make up.

He spread out his books on his desk once he finally arrived in the International Magical Co-operations Department of Language Translation. He sighed contently as he looked at the familiar blue walls of his office. That was, before a storm of aero-notes flew into his room and began poking him viscously.

"I'll get to each one of you but you'll just all have to line up and wait your turn," Louis told them firmly, pointing his finger at them. They all formed a line. "Oi you, yes you, the pink note at the front. I saw that, no pushing in – to the back of the line for you."

The pink note flew lowly to the back of the line.

"Now where is my spelling list?" Louis asked. A bright yellow note whizzed over excitedly and unfolded itself on his desk. "Now why would I need to know how to say capillaries?" Louis frowned. The note gave a small shrug.

Later on in the day Hugo realised it was lunchtime. He knew this because his stomach grumbled at precisely midday, it was a skill really. As Hugo left his office to get some lunch he thought about the many times he was reminded as a young boy just how much like his father he was because he loved to eat…

…"Mum?" Hugo called as he hopped down the stairs.

"Yes Hugo?" Hermione replied.

"When is it lunchtime?" seven year old Hugo asked. Hermione took his hand and showed him the clock on the kitchen wall. She pointed to its hands.

"The little hand tells us what hour it is," she bent down on her knees and told him this, pointing at the clock "and the big hand tells us how far into the hour we are. When the big hand is on the twelve it means o'clock. Can you tell me what time it is now?"

Hugo's face screwed up in concentration. He shook his head. Hermione smiled.

"How about you Rose?" Hermione asked her daughter. Rose looked up from the book she was reading.

"Nine o'clock," she said without delay.

"See how it is nine o'clock Hugo?" Hermione asked turning back to Hugo "We will have lunch at twelve o'clock."

Hugo thought for a moment. "That's in three hours," he said slowly.

Hermione gave him a kiss on his cheek. "That's right," she smiled.

Hugo looked at her crossly. "But that's too long!" he complained.

"You had breakfast an hour ago Hugo," Hermione reminded him.

"But I'm hungry!" Hugo argued. Ron put down the Quidditch section of the Prophet and got up off his chair. He picked Hugo up and brought them over to the fridge.

"How about a sandwich?" Ron asked Hugo. Hugo beamed at his father. Rose looked over at them and rolled her eyes as she went back to reading.

"He's like his father," Hermione laughed "always hungry." Both Ron and Hugo took that as a compliment…

Hugo smiled to himself as he paid for his sandwich.

"Lily I need those newspaper articles," someone called. Lily groaned to herself, it really was Monday. "Also, I need you to send an aero-note to Mr. Janz's office asking him about Montrose's plans for Seeker recruitments. Then I need you to walk across the hall to Mrs. Applyby's office and find out whether or not she has scheduled a time for an interview with the that Beater from the Cannons who's considering retirement. Oh and before you leave today you need to ask Miss. McLennon for her script on that interview with the Chaser on the Harpies who is pregnant. Do you have the report I asked for?"

Lily pulled out the parchment from her bag. She handed it over to Mr. Bourne. His eyes scanned over the words, not reading them whatsoever.

"It's a bit shorter than I asked for," he commented. Lily visualized yanking out her wand and stunning him.

"It has everything you asked for in it and more," Lily said assertively.

"I'll read through it later," he told her and he placed it on his desk "now where are those artic– Ginny? What are you doing here today?"

Lily whipped around. Her mother walked in from behind her and handed her a box. "You didn't pack the newspaper articles when you left last week," she explained to Lily "I thought you would need them."

Lily sighed feeling relieved. She gave her mother a grateful smile. She handed the large box over to Mr. Bourne and felt a great sense of satisfaction when he seemed to waver under the weight of the box. "I'm going across the hall," Lily told her mum.

"I'm leaving through that way," Ginny nodded she then turned around "I'll be back in on Wednesday Frank."

As soon as they were in the quiet hallway Lily hugged her mum. "I miss you," Lily said into her mother's shoulder.

"I miss you too…enormously in fact," Ginny whispered. "How is everything here?"

"Fine," Lily smiled but then she made a face "other than Bourne obviously. He gives me all these Quidditch articles to read from journalists that make no sense at all. I literally do not understand them and neither does anyone else. And that means that I'm writing horrible reports because they're based on all the rubbish he gives me. It's so frustrating!" Lily took in a deep breath "but except for that it's all going great."

Ginny gave a small laugh. "I'm glad that you like it. You are a very resilient girl Lily and you know that the challenging things turn out to be the good things if you persist through them." She then stopped and looked serious, "How is everything going on at home?"

"Fine," Lily said shortly.

"Really?" Ginny asked knowingly.

Lily groaned. "How is it you know?" she whined "Did you tell dad? Of course you did. Great. I might as well publish it in the Prophet and make it publically official."

Ginny smiled at her daughter's catastrophizing. "Rose sent me an owl, no I didn't tell your dad and the whole Wizarding World does not know. Though with the way Rose said you shouted I could be wrong."

Lily decided she could either laugh or cry. "I started it off with 'James Sirius Potter, you are not in my good books right now.' You would have been very proud of me." She smiled feebly.

Ginny laughed at this. "He's just being your big brother," Ginny told her taking Lily's hand in hers "I'd be worried if he didn't become instantly over protective."

"Mum," Lily moaned.

"What? It's true! I'm not saying it was the right things," Ginny said honestly "and I do like Lorcan by the way."

"I'll tell him he's got the official Mum Check of Approval," Lily rolled her eyes but smiled regardless. She hugged her mum tightly.

"Mum before you go," Lily began hesitantly "is there something wrong with James?"

Ginny frowned slightly, "Wrong how?"

"He doesn't talk to you about his er…love life does his? I mean, he goes to dad doesn't he?" Lily asked awkwardly.

"Oh," Ginny's eyebrows shot up in surprise "he used to when he was little, to both your father and I." Ginny smiled as she recalled the memory. "When he used to ask us about vaginas and penises –"

"Mum!" Ginny exclaimed.

"What?"

"Please don't use the P word," Lily implored.

"But that's what it's called! You've got to call it by its name."

"You don't need to call it anything," Lily told her feeling, flushing slightly "get back on topic."

"Right, sorry. He's never talked to either your dad or I about those sorts of things since he was ten. Your dad told me he talked to Teddy. Sure, we've been worried about him over the years but he's talking to someone we trust and that's at least something." Ginny explained. "Are you worried about him?"

"Look," Lily sighed "it's not my place to tell you this but he goes through girls as quickly as it takes Rose to read a book. He's been like that for a while and…I think it's finally caught up with him."

Ginny took a deep breath and nodded seriously. "How long is a while?" she asked slowly.

Lily didn't know whether she should be the one saying something but she was truly worried about her brother. She swallowed. "Fifth or sixth year. His, not mine. He hasn't been with a girl for a couple of months so I suppose that's a good thing. He told me he didn't want me making the same mistakes he did but I got a feeling that it was a bit more than that. I guess the only one that would know what's going on in his head would be Teddy then?"

Ginny did the first thing any mother would do. She wondered what she did wrong to make James turn to impulsive sex so easily. She wondered what the true problem was. From what Lily had said this had been going on for a handful of years. She also wondered what James really wanted to say to Lily if Lily thought that there was more.

"Please don't tell him I said anything," Lily said quickly.

"I won't," Ginny promised.

"I just want him to get back on the right track," Lily told her mother.

"He will," Ginny assured her, and she knew it was true "thank you for telling me."

"Of course," Lily nodded. She sighed as her mother thought. "I just wish I knew what was going through that head of his sometimes..."