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Chapter 9- Support

My second year as a Slytherin was slightly different than the first do to the fact I met Mark Nott, a fourth year who hated me with a vengeance, and tried with all his might to make my life hell, but I was lucky enough to have a supportive and protective family;

I was walking toward the Headmistress' office with a happy bounce in my step, for I had just gotten the top grade in Transfiguration (even beating Rose)and was off to tell the Headmistress (to the Potter's Aunt Minerva, except when in school) the good news when I was hit from behind by a hex.

"Hey!" I yelled trying to turn around but found I was stuck to the floor.

"Well, well what do we have here?" Said a voice I didn't recognize, from behind me.

Suddenly, someone towered over me; it was a boy, a fourth or fifth year at least wearing Slytherin robes. He had dark brown hair, and dark brown eyes that were cold. He was smirking in a manner that one would call malicious.

"So, Potter, not as tough as your big bad Daddy, Eh?" The weedy looking boy said to me with a sneer.

I could tell he was mocking me and insulting my Father in one go.

Git.

"Just let me go!" I said struggling not to let any fear come into my voice.

The boy chuckled, darkly and called out behind me, "Oi! Goyle, C'mere, I got Potter over here, he isn't as brave as his bloody savior of a father!"

Who the Hell is this guy? I thought angrily.

Suddenly I heard heavy footsteps, and another boy appeared, he was large in both height and width, his shaggy brown hair covered his blue eyes. All in all by the way he held himself and the way he later spoke I could tell he wasn't very smart.

"Whaddya goin ta do with 'im, Mark?" Goyle grunted out.

Mark smiled grimly, "I think we ought to knock Potter off that pedestal of his before it's too late."

Goyle nodded in reply while Mark turned to me, "So, Potter since your Daddy isn't here to save you, what are you going to do?"

"I don't need my Dad to save me from anything." I said loudly.

Mark laughed and Goyle wheezed out a chuckle, "Very funny Potter, you deserved to be punished, Your dear Daddy put both our Fathers in Azkaban, twice and you deserve to be punished for what we've had to suffer."

I blinked in astonishment but suddenly I remember a conversation Mum and Dad had thinking James and I had gone to bed.

FLASHBACK

It was late and Lily had gone to bed, while James snuck into my room to play even though Mum told us to go to bed too.

After only ten minutes of James and I giggling we heard the sound of Dad apparating outside, so we rushed down to see why Dad was so late (he sent a Patronus home hours ago saying he would be late and not to worry), by using an old product of uncle George's called Extendable Ears.

"…Draco was livid; he truly thought Goyle had turned over a new leaf especially after Crabbe died and spending that time in Azkaban." Dad's quiet voice flitted through the fleshy string to our eager ears. From what I could tell he was eating supper that Mum heated up for him.

"Well, I am not too surprised, dear." Mum's calm voice said softly.

I could practically see Dad running a hand through his hair, "I know you think I'm too forgiving but I had hoped I was done with this. I hoped after we caught Dolohov they would give up I mean it's been sixteen years! Voldemort is gone!"

Dad's voice broke, and we shared a glance both of us knowing Dad was upset and Mum was comforting him.

After a few minutes Mum sighed, "Well, I must say I am surprised about Theodore Nott, he was always more into books and less into Voldemort, when he joined them, I just can't believe they thought they could bring him back! Were they bloody delusional?"

James and I stifled gasps, they tried to bring back the most evil monster ever?

"Actually, we have men in from St. Mungo's checking on that. I personally think something has addled their brains or whatever is there, I mean Goyle has never been the sharpest crayon in the box."

That got a giggle from Mum and she replied, "Well, I think you need to sleep, Nott and Goyle will be in the Ministry holding cells tomorrow, love."

"You're right as always."

James pulled the string and pulled on my sleeve and the two of us ran into our separate rooms and pretended to be asleep, because Mum and Dad checked on us before going asleep themselves.

Soon we really did fall asleep. We never talked about that night again.

End FLASHBACK

I growled at them angrily, "It's not my sodding fault your idiot of a Father tried to bring Voldemort back, which is impossible and let me tell you you're right gits if you think you should defend them!"

Nott's face grew an odd purple color and he drew back his fist but before he could punch me I heard loud footsteps and a girlish giggle coming towards us.

Nott and Goyle traded angry looks before saying, "We aren't finished, Potter" Goyle threw a beefy fist into my stomach and another into my eye and the two bolted down the hall.

I could barely breathe as I was stuck there my stomach and face really hurt, plus I couldn't move, but luckily the loud footsteps and girlish giggle happened to be Louis and a girl from Ravenclaw.

"Louis!" I shouted breathlessly.

Louis' strawberry blonde head whipped up and stared at me till he pushed the girl away from him and ran to me.

His blue eyes widened as he took in my state (Rumpled clothes, stuck to the floor, bruising eye and breathless), he crouched down so he was more on my level and said, "Albus! What the bloody hell happened?"

I could tears come to my eyes unwillingly, and Louis' angry eyes softened, "Sorry, Al, I just want to know who did this to you. Oh, here Finite Incantatem" He spoke the spell and suddenly my body unfroze.

My arms wrapped around my stomach where Goyle punched me, and I it my lip, and looked into Louis' eyes they held concern and anger at the idiots who did this to me.

Louis sighed and lightly grabbed my chin to look at my presumably bruised eye, "Oh, Al, please tell me who hurt you?"

I hesitated and the girl who was with Louis tapped her foot and whined, "C'mon Louis the kid doesn't want help."

Louis let go of my chin and glared at her, "Get out of her Jane, my cousin is hurt."

Jane gasped affronted and stomped away angrily.

"Louis you didn't have to do that." I muttered rubbing my stomach.

He looked surprised, "Of Course I do Al, and we're family. Now who did this to you?"

I sighed he wasn't going to give up anytime soon, "Gregory Goyle, and Mark Nott."

"But aren't they Snakes?" He said surprised, eyes wide.

I nodded and my eyes watered.

Louis noticed my distressed and moved to sit on the floor and tug me down next to him, when I sat down next to him he put his arm lightly around my thin shoulders.

"You can tell me, Albus."

"Well," I started biting my lip, "they said it was because Dad put their Fathers in Azkaban a few years back and said I deserved to be punished. Promise me not to tell Dad though, because he will just feel guilty and…" I trailed off with a few tears rolling down my face.

I looked up at Louis, his pale face was practically white and he had a murderous look on his face.

"I'm going to kill those ruddy bastards!"

I tried to speak put Louis pulled me up (gently) and looked at his watch and muttered, "We need to find the others."

And with that he dragged me by the hand to the library where we found, Molly and Dominque. They both fretted over me and had the same murderous expression as Louis when he told them who hurt me, before I knew it they were dragging me to The History of Magic classroom where Roxanne was sitting.

"Roxie," Dominque hissed and got half the room's attention, Roxie turned around and raised an eyebrow, "Go along with it!"

Dom had mouthed the words and now spoke louder "Professor Binns, Professor Longbottom has requested to see Roxanne."

The boring Ghost looked up and said in a flat tone, "Oh that's fine Miss. Wesee."

Roxanne giggled and collected her stuff.

When she saw me as she came she gasped and dropped her bag, "Oh no! What happened to you, Al?"

It happened all over again she fretted and then had a murderous expression, when they told her.

When they were done she stated, "Well, let's go and get the rest!"

By the time we got Rose from her common room, James from Ancient Runes, and Fred from Divination it had been an hour and I was definitely feeling the effects of Goyle's punches, luckily Dominque had a bruise salve in her bag and a pain reliever potion (she is who they go to when there are Quidditch injuries)

We were settled in the Room of requirement and my family was plotting ways to get back at the older Slytherins.

We couldn't decide until James grinned evilly and said "leave it to me!"

And we did.

One week later Mark Nott and Gregory Goyle II walked into the Great Hall wearing women's clothing, makeup and wigs.

James made sure the spell lasted for a week.

And then even the weeks after that, Goyle and Nott both were used as human targets by my cousins by testing new pranks all they way spell practicing.

It's always nice to know that my family has got my back because that wasn't the last time Nott and Goyle tried to hurt me.

Authors Note: Hello, I've got to say I like the whole family dynamic thing going on, in this chapter.

Just so you know updates will be a tad slower because I start my bowling league tomorrow.

Oh, and I really want to hug Drew Carey, lol!

Britt

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