You guys rock ! You were so wonderful, supporting the story and writing so many coments and reviews ! I felt really blessed and honored.
And I never wanted to let you go ! ^^
Some also said they didn't get everything, I agree with them !
They were lots of questions without answers in the end.
So, here is my gift to you...
This is the beginning of a new adventure : the first lines of the first chapter... of the following story.
Albus gave a piece of meat to the white owl perched on his shoulder. She greedily gobbled her reward and rolled her round eyes with a satisfied hooting, before returning to one of the high beams of the aviary.
The boy watched her fly with a smile, then sat on the large arched windows. He lifted one knee, let his other leg dangling outside, slipped the tip of his wand in the corner of the envelope and tore the flap.
His head leaning against the old ancestral stones, he began to read, savoring the tangy breeze that rippled through his thick black hair.
"Dear Al,
Since your mum is not yet back from the ministry of magic, I'll quickly send this letter before she takes up all the space with her recommendations! Our Owl refused to take the mail, last time, since there were too many pages ... No, just kidding. I was just thought you and I should have a man to man talk, for once.
I will contact the Swanson, try to get organize for this summer. I think it will be good for you to spend the holidays at your friend's and find out a little more about the muggle world. Your grandfather will be very jealous! But I'm sure you two will have more to share after this experience!
Will Wendy spend her summer there as well? I'm not going to give you a speech about bees like your mother did to James when he first began to be interested in a girl, but I will expect you to be reasonable."
Albus blushed and looked up from the letter with an embarrassed chuckle.
- "It's not like I'm in love with her!" he said aloud. "That speech was already ridiculous at the time, and James was three years younger than me now – Dad, please. Spare me."
The owls stared at him with big eyes. One of them turned his head backwards on his neck and hooted, knitting his gray eyebrows.
- "Sorry, guys ... " Albus sighed. "I wasn't talking to you."
Distant loud voices caught his attention. He leaned over to look outside. Far below, in the school yard, some girls were having a fight.
- "Ouch, ouch, ouch ..." muttered the teen. "I hope Lily's not part of this mess ..."
He lost interest in the fight from which he could not even grabbed a few snippets of words, put the letter on his lap and looked at the immense sight the highest tower of Hogwarts was giving him.
The flanks of the hill were dressed in soft green and the lake shimmered softly in spring light. The air smelled good. Even the Forbidden Forest seemed less scary with some fruit trees in blossom scattered in her dark cloak like pastel colored pompoms.
"Hogwarts must be beautiful in this season. Quidditch workouts will be more comfortable than this winter, although I have heard from a certain person you perfectly mastered the cozy-arse spell your uncle - that rascal! - kept a secret for years."
Albus chuckled.
- "Yes, and I'm not the only one who likes the spell! Professor Wood said it was the best thing he ever learnt in years!"
"Mum has already sent your birthday present, but I had another idea for you. Fifteen is not just any age, and I wanted to take you somewhere. Just you and me. Would you be okay to skip the next trip to Hogsmead? I think we won't have trouble obtaining permission to ..."
Albus paused again. Still holding the letter, he thoughtfully rubbed his thumb against his lips. He was quite proud of the manly shape his jaw was beginning to show but didn't realize his fine features, when he was deep in thought, gave him the poet-lost-on-the-moon look he was trying to get rid of.
- "Just where do you want to take me, Dad? What do you have in mind?"
To be continued ...
See you next on "BRIGHT AS NIGHT"