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Chapter seven: Castor's POV

The excitement was bubbling up in me. So much so that my hands were shaking. Fred and George were apparently coming and I had to admit that they just added to the thrills I could feel channelling inside me. If Fred and George were here it would certainly be fun.

Once Fabian had gotten over the original upset of missing his date with Hannah he too had been thoroughly excited to for the meeting. Colin had barely shut up and Luna was excited by the idea of 'making friends'. I had thankfully been able to get Colin to leave his camera back in the dorms, although it had taken much persuasion and a slight amount of bribing on my part. Although I did have to admit that Colin wasn't quite as camera crazy as he used to be he still had his tendency's to pull it out for reasons that I could just not understand, no matter how many times he tried to explain to me the importance of documenting your life.

"You ready?" Fabian asked me, his hand entwined with Hannah's. Both Colin and I agreed that it made us want to projectile vomit whenever they showed affection towards each other. Mostly because we didn't get that same kind of love but hey… it was okay to be jealous sometimes.

I nodded my head and the three of us hurried down through the castle and out towards Hogsmeade and to the Hogs Head to meet those who had decided to join us all at the first ever meeting of Dumbledore's army.

I tried to bite back the jealous feelings rising in me when I spotted Luna and Ernie Macmillan talking, they both seemed to be rather animated and so with a huff I sat down in-between Colin and Fabian. Fabian was too busy sucking face with Hannah to notice the deterioration in my mood. Colin however did.

"You like her don't you?" Colin grinned. I didn't like the way his smile began to spread from ear to ear.

"No I do not!" I said indignantly in response, I couldn't help but notice the unsavoury way my ears were turning red.

"By the fact that you immediately knew I was talking about Luna it's pretty clear you do mate," Colin grinned as I turned even redder.

"What are we talking about?" Luna asked smiling as I just begged the ground to open up and pull me under.

"About how-," thankfully Harry clearing his throat stopped our little conversation and I was able to stop my face from burning red.

"So, ermm… you all know why we're here? As Umbridge is failing to teach us defence against the dark arts and we need to know it," Harry nodded.

"Why?" A boy called Zacharias Smith asked.

"Because you-know-who's back tosspot!" Ron replied with a scowl, I chuckled a bit at that.

"So he says," Zacharias spat at Harry.

I'd had enough, "We all know what happened to Cedric last year," this caused a murmur among the Hufflepuffs as I stood up to address the group of students that were gathered, "We know it was Voldermort and we know that he's back. Umbridge's teaching won't help us in the slightest. The Ministry's blind, Harry has kindly offered to help us and his help might save our lives. So I don't know about you but instead of taking my chances against a group of Death Eaters I'd like to know how to defend myself."

My little speech earned me murmurs of approval throughout the little group but it appeared Zacharias still wasn't happy.

"You're the son of two of the worst Death Eaters! How do we know you're not one of them?" The boy shouted standing up as I looked shocked, fear taking hold. I wasn't them, I wasn't my parents. "Show us your arm!"

"Oi! Shut up git," Fred piped in. It didn't matter much though, the damage was done, like venom the doubt and fear coursed through me. It was like thousands of tiny little paper cuts digging into my skin. I was them, I was part of them, I was reminded of that every time I looked in the mirror.

Of how I had my mother's black unruly hair, the hair which spiralled out insanely, like tiny little hands grasping for a breath of light. The violet eyes, a trade mark of my mothers. Some people had said I had my father's daunting smirk, maybe that was why I tried not to smile too much. The pale gaunt skin that they both shared was stretched all over my body like a rash, a rash that would never leave me.

No glamor charm or potion could change my DNA, my genetics, the fact that I was made by two monsters. The fact that what they wanted from me was for me to be their perfect son, their little Death Eater son who took pleasure from the torture and killing of others.

With my hand shaking I lifted my sleeve, almost imagining the dark mark etched up my milky skin, like the devil its self.

Zacharias let out a little snort and I hoped that he was satisfied with his actions. All excitement that I'd had about the meeting had been lost and I suddenly felt empty and afraid. He thought I was a Death Eater, if he did no doubt others did. It could hardly be not expected, not when I had their blood running through my veins. It was as though being related to them was a disease, maybe that's why Draco was as vile as he was. People expected him to be so and then rather than struggle against a flowing current he just did what was easiest and gave into people's expectations. It made me somewhat sick the way they could just judge me without knowing the person I was inside.

"I'm sorry to interject," Luna spoke in her dream like voice, her eyes somewhat vacant as everyone turned to face her, "But I do find your assessment of Castor somewhat distasteful. I've known Castor for a while now and I think I speak for both Colin and Fabian when I say he's been a great friend to all of us."

I felt the tips of my lips lift up in happiness. My hands stopped shaking and I felt calm. She was doing that thing, where her words and voice would wash over me and I'd feel fine again. She was like my own personal drug, hearing her mystical voice induced a sense of calm over my tired mind and I allowed myself to just drift away with her musical words.

"There will be no more speculations as such while we're here. We're a team and we need act as such," Harry growled as Zacharias reluctantly took his place.

"So, if you want to learn how to defend yourself and get the skills you'll need for the real world sign your name on the piece of paper at the front," Ron told us all sternly, glaring at Zacharias.

I signed my name and just as I was leaving Neville put his hand on my shoulder, "I don't think you're like your parents Castor."

I felt an overwhelming sense of happiness. Coming from the Neville, the one person who should hate me more than anyone else it meant everything.

I just did my best to grin, not able to make the words to say thank you.

He just nodded, seeming to understand.

Luna appeared by my side her eyes glistening, "You're not still with Ernie?" I hoped she didn't notice the slight off tone in my voice.

"No, Ernie decided to head back to the castle," she smiled, I had the urge to tuck a stray strand of her wild blonde hair behind her ear but I strapped my hands to my sides thinking how creepy that might seem.

"Well he's certainly missing a treat. Still it means I get to spend time with the lovely Luna Lovegood and I can't put a price on that," I grinned as she giggled slightly, tugging on my hand to take me out of the Hogs Head. "Can I tempt you with a butter beer?"

"Of course Castor but only if I can drink it with you?"

"Luna I meant that we both go get one together," I laughed as her eyes brightened in understanding. For a Ravenclaw she could be so silly sometimes, although I supposed it had more to do with the quirky side of the Ravenclaws.

"Oh well that changes things, it's a definite yes then," she laughed as we headed towards the three broomsticks, my heart racing.

A whole afternoon to be spent with Luna. What did I do to disserve such a gift?

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