A/N: yes. I'm aware. I have been irregular. I'm sorry. Forgive me. I will shut up, and let u read now. Be warned, its going to be short since I have had no time these days.

I didn't know what to name this chapter.

"….."

"…"

"Please stop staring at me."

"….."

"I mean it. Please stop."

"….."

"Do you need something Harper?"

"….."

"Harper, it's really unsettling."

"….."

"Yep, getting weird now."

"….. I'm sorry, I'm just awestruck. I mean… just- just look at your HAIR!"

"Doesn't your awe lessen every time you see me? But… thanks, I suppose?"

Grinning at how uncomfortable I had made Teddy Lupin, I tried to control my laughter, and failed, as I saw him shift in his seat under my heated gaze. Unfortunately for my amusement, Victoire Weasley quickly came to his rescue, looping her arm around his. Giving me a mock stern look, she said, with clear amusement in her eyes, "now, now Harp. Making him squirm is my job, and mine only."

"Pu-lease, when was the last time you made him truly uncomfortable?" I asked, giving her a challenging look, even though I could guess the answer well enough.

Looking triumphant, she replied, "Yesterday, actually. He asked me why I couldn't play Quidditch and I told him it was because my uterus wanted revenge on me."

A moment of silence.

Soon enough, we were both holding our sides; tears' rolling down our faces when we saw Teddy's hurt look and his pout. You see, the reason I was friendly with the Weasley's, Potter's and the entire squad was because, as my father used to be in the Ministry, had become quite friendly with my mother. In turn, I had become close friends with their children. Their, being the Weasley's and the Potter's both, since you couldn't have one without the other. Sitting in Hogsmeade with all of them, I felt a rush of warmth fill me as I thought of the moment Professor McGonaggal had burst into my Herbology class, saying I was excused for the day as the entire clan had demanded to see me while visiting their family. Of course I had steadily ignored Marcus' pouting face while walking out of the dungeons. He would survive a day without me. He deserved it anyways. I told him he would continue making it up to me… and I don't kid about this stuff.

Suddenly Victoire spoke up from beside me, "Oh look, the others are finally here."

Turning my head to where she was pointing, sure enough, I saw the others walking towards us.

The first person I met, or rather the first person I found myself squeezed to, was James . "Blimey Harp, you're growing like a weed. I missed you, wow you're growing prettier by the day, any boys I need to jinx this year, I hope so cause I-"

Cutting his rambling off by putting my hand to his mouth, I chuckled while saying, "I missed you too James, and no. No jinxing of any boy", I finished, with a mock reprimanding look.

"Yeah yeah ok", he replied, smirking and walking off to meet his other family members. James had graduated last year and was now going to Auror training school. In fact, so was Teddy.

Every year, the entire clan would show up to Hogsmeade, those who worked taking days off and those who went to school begging McGonagell to give them a day off. She always agreed, of course. She was nice like that.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of arms wrap around me from behind and lift me into the air. Squealing, I twisted my head to see the culprit and was not surprised to see Lorcan Scamander, son of Luna Lovegood and Rolf Scamander. "Lo, put me down!" I giggled, trying to squirm out of his tight grip.

When my feet were safely planted on the ground, I hugged him tightly. "You know, I hate it when you guys disappear like that, with absolutely no warning", I mumbled into his shirt.

As I pulled away, he gave me a sheepish look, showing he knew exactly what I was talking about. Lorcan Scamander and his twin Lysander Scamander were the great-grandson's of Newt Scamander, and they truly lived up to it. They had a bad habit of disappearing to some corner of the world as soon as they heard of some magical creature in need of help, or one that had never before been seen, despite the fact they were only students. In my year, in fact.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. We just reached back from Australia last night and both of us were dead tired so we didn't get a chance to call you."

He had just finished saying this when I heard a deep voice that made my heart speed up, say from behind me. "Hey Mockingbird. I hope my idiot brother adequately explained our sudden disappearance. I'm sorry about that, by the way. You know how it is."

Turning around, I felt my palms go sweaty and my pulse go through the roof.

Lysander Scamander.

With pale, dirty blonde hair just like his mother's, gorgeous slightly tanned skin from his travels, a strong jaw with kind, silvery blue eyes. He had a soft smile decorating his face, his hair which was cut short from the sides and was a curly mess at the top with a strand falling in front of his eyes.

Ugh, this boy was going to be the death of me.

"Oh- yeah. I mean, that's all right, I guess, I mean it's no problem", I stuttered.

His smile widening, he held his arms out for a hug. I had to physically restrain myself from either squealing or fainting. Surrounded by a scent entirely Lysander, coffee and… freshly mown grass?

*swoon*

*dreamy sigh*

*heart eyes*

Pulling away from him, I cleared my throat, probably beet red. Oh well. "So, my brother and I have to get to the castle immediately and start catching up on all the work we've missed since the start of school. Have we a lot of work set out for us? Please tell me no", he asked with a hopeful look.

Chuckling, I patted both Lorcan and Lysander's arms with a sympathetic look. "Sorry boys. Prepare for no social life for the next week."

They both groaned as I tried to contain a smile at their obvious misery. Then, Lysander turned to me and gave me a side hug (something I was not prepared for) while saying, "See you in the common room then? Maybe you could help with DADA work too, you know I suck at it."

Quickly nodding, I beamed up at him. I was lucky in that manner I guess; my crush was in the same house as me. I might as well take advantage of it. Saying my goodbyes to the twins, I walked over to who had her arms open, inviting me in for a hug.

Life wasn't too bad.