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Come the beginning of August, Gabriel was not in the best of moods.

"Balthazar."

"What do you want now?"

"I need to talk to you for a moment."

Balthazar heaved an exaggerated sigh and stood up, moving into the next room with Gabriel. "What? I was busy."

"Sure you were." Gabriel didn't even bother to roll his eyes. "Have you been listening to angel radio?"

Balthazar sobered slightly. "A bit. Why?"

"The you've heard the news already."

"I haven't been listening recently. What happened now?"

Gabriel let out a long breath. "It's been almost talked over - no one seems to be very concerned with it - but Abbadon's been rumored to be moving around again."

"Abbadon?" Balthazar asked incredulously. "The Knight of Hell? I thought they were all dead."

"I did, too. I've no idea how she went under the radar for so long, or why, but she's back."

"And no one seems worried?"

"They seem to be a bit more occupied with Bartholomew and Malachi's factions - it's practically outright warfare by now." Gabriel retorted.

"I know that. Isn't anyone doing anything about Abbadon? A Knight's something to worry about, now that they haven't got any archangels around, and locked out of Heaven on top of that."

"I didn't finish, Balthazar."

"Wonderful, more bad news." Balthazar did roll his eyes, leaning against the doorframe.

"You know how you told me Crowley set himself up on the throne of Hell after Lucy got tossed back in the cage?"

Balthazar's body language changed immediately, straightening and stiffening. "Oh, hell."

"Yeah, exactly." Gabriel folded his arms. "Abbadon apparently didn't react well to the news that the former King of the Crossroads was ruling Hell."

"So you're telling me-" Balthazar raised one hand. "That on top of every one of our siblings being marooned on Earth, sans wings, and rife with internal fighting, Hell is about to have a civil war?"

"That's about the shape of things."

Balthazar closed his eyes. "I need a drink. What about Bartholomew and Malachi?"

"Far as I can tell, they're not going to get along anytime soon. Never did, really. There are other groups, and some neutrals, but I don't think they're going to last long. Bartholomew's determined to stay in charge. He always liked positions of power."

"And what about Castiel?"

"Christ, Balthazar, if you're so curious then listen in yourself!" Gabriel snapped. "I've got no idea what happened to Castiel, because he's not on angel radio, probably because everyone who is wants to kill him!"

"Alright!" Balthazar raised his hands slightly. "You're the one who initiated this conversation!"

"To talk about Abbadon. Not Castiel or any of our other siblings."

"Fine, then, let's stop talking. Where'd you hide the alcohol?"

"Who says I hid it?" Gabriel had actually thrown it all out, if vanishing the lot counted as throwing it out.

Balthazar groaned and pressed the heels of his palms against his forehead. "Bloody brilliant."

An owl bearing a Hogwarts letter came later in the month, and the letter was immediately snatched away and hidden by Fenris, who seemed to think that if Gabriel couldn't find the letter, he wouldn't leave.

It took Gabriel twenty minutes to find him, and the rest of the hour to explain very thoroughly why he had to leave. Fenris insisted on being carried around the rest of the afternoon in exchange for giving back the letter.

Sigyn, Vali, and Narvi were still perfectly willing to stay and look after the three boys, which was one worry off of Gabriel's mind. The letter had included an offer to come by order headquarters again, but Gabriel tossed that straight into the fireplace, still kind of pissed that Dumbledore had leaked the news to so many people. He was trying to stay undercover, damnit.

The three boys also insisted on coming to Diagon Alley with him, which led to Vali and Narvi asking questions about it, and the whole thing turned into a gigantic family outing, as even Sigyn ended up joining them.

It took about three hours to get everything sorted [protection and various disguises] so that they could leave for the alley, Gabriel flying them all straight into the pub with a fake crack to disguise it as Apparition.

He had disguised himself as a slightly younger version of his old vessel, American accent and all. Fenris had insisted that his hair be changed to white, but had settled for a blond only slightly lighter than Slepnir's [who had stayed mostly the same]. Jormungand had simply grown out his now-red hair into a small ponytail and made his nose slightly different, while Vali and Narvi had utilized the centuries of practice they had and done their disguises themselves, turning into fraternal twins with shorter hair and much thinner faces.

"Alright," said Gabriel, hosting Fenris up on his hip. "I can take care of books and such, you guys can just explore wherever, but stay out of Knockturn, you two."

"What, us?" Vali pulled a fake innocent expression. "I have no idea what you mean."

"Don't get into any trouble," Sigyn admonished them, posing as their collective mother, since no one would believe that Gabriel was their father. Even looking like he was now. "I'm not doing any damage control today."

"|Let's go,|" Slepnir insisted, tugging on Gabriel's free hand. They had needed an extra enchantment to make sure no one realized exactly what language the three boys were speaking. "|I wanna see the alley.|"

"|Alright, alright.| I've already gotten money from the bank, so we can head right out." Taking a group of pagans into a bank run by goblins was asking for a disaster.

Half an hour was wasted in the pet shop [with Gabriel constantly having to return animals to their cages] before Gabriel could get anything done. Luckily, none of the three seemed inclined to wander too far away from them, the foreign location combined with being surrounded by strangers preventing Gabriel from having to go chasing after them.

The bookstore being the only exception.

"|What's that?|"

"|That's a rune book, it's for a class at school.|"

"|Why are you buying it?|"

"|Because I take the class. That's why we're here, remember? I have to buy stuff for school.|"

"|Okay...but why aren't you buying the other one?|"

"|Because I'm supposed to get this one. If I get the other one I'll have the wrong book.|"

"|But this one is pretty.|"

"|It is. Hey - Jor, don't wander off!|"

"|But that area's boring.|"

"|Do you want to get lost?|"

"|...No.|"

"|Exactly. Stay over here.|"

"|But I like it over here. They have stories.|"

Sigh. "|We have wizard stories at home. Come back over here.|"

"|No.|"

"|Jor...|"

Fortescue's was an immediate hit, since none of them had ever had ice cream before. The group of four were distracted by the treat, and thus taken completely by surprise when a brunette woman slid into the only unoccupied seat.

"Hel!" Gabriel said in surprise. She looked very different, no doubt a glamour applied to keep anyone from panicking, and the usual mask had been forgone.

"Did you think I would pass up the opportunity?" She teased. "I haven't seen you in ages, and I have had my fill of traveling for now."

Fenris scrambled over into her lap. "|Hel! You're big now!|"

"|And you are still little,|" Hel replied. "What is this place, anyway?"

"It's an ice cream parlor." Gabriel gestured to his nearly-empty dish of chocolate. "It's a dessert."

"I see."

Jormungand tugged on Hel's sleeve. "|You're too big,|" he told her matter-of-factly. "|You're supposed to be the baby.|" Hel looked like she wasn't sure whether or not to laugh.

"|It's because of the bad magic,|" Gabriel said after a moment, in lieu of any other explanation. "|You didn't get any older, but Hel did because she wasn't enchanted.|" Hel shot him a look at the lie, but didn't protest it.

"|Does that mean I'm the littlest now?|" Fenris said, disappointed.

"|No, you're still older than Hel.|" That made him grin widely.

"|Don't get too proud, Fenris, you're still smaller,|" Hel reminded Fenris, looping her arms around him as he was still on her lap. "So where are you off to next?"

"Oh, there's just various little things to get next. I got the books already, so there's not that much left."

"This is a very interesting district."

"Really? I was thinking more 'crazy'."

Hel was also surprised by Sigyn's presence, but got along well with Vali and Narvi, to Gabriel's relief. The twins were thrilled to finally meet their little sister, if a little upset that Gabriel had never mentioned that they had a third younger sibling.

Honestly, he'd forgotten that Hel had never had a chance to meet the twins previously.

It wasn't a subject Gabriel liked to linger on.

Sigyn, as usual, had been rather distant, but she'd at least said hello. Hel seemed to understand and didn't go out of her way to try and talk to Sigyn.

The outing, in general, had gone well, but one consequence Gabriel hadn't expected was that everyone wanted to do the same thing on September first.

"We don't even have a car."

"You can fly us," Hel retorted. "Honestly, dad, what do you have against it? You can just go in disguise again and turn back on the train."

In the end, Gabriel was outvoted six to one [Sigyn had abstained] and they all found themselves in the middle of platform nine and three quarters at ten-thirty on September first.

The platform was already crowded, but Gabriel had found a relatively secluded spot to land, and another artificial crack had people completely unsurprised as the group stepped out from behind a pillar.

Gabriel knelt down so that he was level with Fenris. "|No sneaking onto the train, okay? I promise I'm not leaving for good.|"

"|Okay,|" Fenris muttered, but didn't let go of Gabriel's pant leg.

"|You guys all be good, you hear?|" Gabriel gave them what he hoped was a parentally stern look. "|I don't want any letters saying you've turned the sofa into a flock of flamingos or anything like that.|" He at least got a giggle from Jormungand and Slepnir, but Fenris still looked on the verge of tears. "|Hey, no crying, I'm gonna be back by December, remember?|"

"|Yeah,|" Fenris mumbled.

"|You want a hug?|"

Nod. Gabriel pulled Fenris in, feeling him latch on like an octopus. With only four, very non-sticky arms.

"|Come on, it'll be alright.|" Hel picked Fenris up as Gabriel let go. "|You're going to make dad late.|"

Fenris said something muffled into Hel's jacket that sounded distinctly like 'good'. Gabriel grinned and looked down at Jormungand, ruffling his hair.

"|You held Slepnir look after him, okay? But don't forget to have fun. Fun is vital.|"

Jormungand nodded. "|Do you have to go again?|"

"|Yeah, I do. If I didn't, I wouldn't be going. Trust me on that.|"

A whistle blew and Gabriel glanced at the train. Parents up and down the platform were hustling their kids onto it, waving goodbye and blowing kisses. "|I'll see you all in December, promise!|" His trunk had been shrunk and stuck in his pocket, so Gabriel easily leaped onto the nearest carriage and leaned out, waving goodbye as the train gained steam and began moving out of King's Cross. All four [well except for Fenris] waved back until they grew too small to be seen and Gabriel had to duck farther inside the carriage before the momentum of the train pulled him out the door.

Gabriel checked and realized that he was several carriages down from where he could see Michael and Ginny sitting; Hermione was strangely absent. It was easy to frost over the windows and fly inside, causing them to jump violently.

"Who the hell are you?" Gabriel glanced down at himself. Right. He was still disguised as his old vessel.

"Sorry about that, I forgot," he replied easily, British accent returning as his hair bled back to black and he sat down next to Michael, who was staring. Actually, they were both staring - Gabriel had never been quite so open with what he could do, after all.

"Since when are you a metamorphmagus?" Ginny asked.

"I have absolutely no idea what that is but I'll assume you're referring to the shapeshifting. And I've always been able to do it - just because I haven't demonstrated something doesn't mean I can't."

"So," Michael said after a pause. "How was your summer?"

"Good enough. Your trip to London go well?"

"Merlin, you should have seen the fit Mum threw when we got back," Ginny said, rolling her eyes. "You'd think we'd waltzed into the Ministry of Magic and tried to rob the Department of Mysteries."

"She woke up the painting of Sirius' mum and then all the paintings started screaming," Michael added with a snort. "It took ages to get quiet again. If I ever have to stay there again it'll be too soon."

"You know, I never found out what that house was."

"It's Sirius' old house, apparently," Ginny explained."He volunteered to let Dumbledore use it for headquarters over the summer."

"It's horrible," Michael added. "The place hasn't been cleaned in ages because the only house-elf still alive is completely insane."

"Hm." Gabriel leaned back in his seat. "So where's Hermione?"

"She's prefect, got the letter in the mail." Michael replied. "She and Ron are up in the prefect's carriage, getting orders or whatever."

"Ron's a prefect too?"

"Believe me, we were all surprised." Ginny said. "So was he, to be honest, I don't think anyone was expecting that...Fred and George were horrified, of course."

"This is their last year, isn't it?"

"Yeah, they keep getting all serious now...they wanted to set up a joke shop, I think, but there's not really enough money." Ginny shrugged. "I think mum's glad they can't, to be honest, she never really approved of the whole joke shop thing."

"Joke shop, huh?" Sounded interesting. Gabriel would have to ask the twins about that.

"So did you go see the movie I recommended?"

Hogwarts was the same as ever, barring one very obvious change - there was an ugly-looking woman dressed in Pepto-Bismol pink sitting at the head table.

"Please tell me that's not our new Defense teacher."

"Let's hope not," Michael muttered back as they sat down at the Ravenclaw table. "What the hell is she wearing?"

Gabriel shrugs and glances around, noticing that several people had been staring avidly, but hurriedly looked away as soon as they noticed him looking back.

"There a reason I'm being treated like I have the plague?"

Michael stiffened slightly, glancing over at Gabriel. "You haven't been reading the Prophet, have you?"

"Dumbledore mentioned that I was being discredited."

"Oh." Ne relaxed again. "Well, it's gone a little farther than that - basically, every time someone has got a sort of strange story, or is in an accident, they'll slip in a little joke - trying to get people to think that you can't be trusted, since you're saying You-Kno-"

"Oh come on, Michael, you can say his name."

"...Since you're saying he's back and Fudge doesn't want anyone to believe that."

"I knew he was a disgrace to the name," Gabriel muttered. "Time for a new minister, d'you think?"

"Wha - you're serious?"

"Sure"

"Why?"

Gabriel shrugged. "Because I feel like it. And I can. And I don't like him."

Michael muttered something to nemself and stared at nir goblet as if willing it to fill. "I've known for three years and I still get surprised by you."

"That will most likely never stop happening."

The tables filled themselves with food as soon as the Sorting ended, and students eagerly fell to talking and eating as usual. Luna, who Gabriel remembered clearly from last year, had managed to find a seat directly opposite them.

"Your wings look much better," she said cheerfully to Gabriel.

"They are," he agreed. "I've managed to solve the problem which made them so raggedy."

Michael's eyes were flicking between them. "I think I'm missing something. Since when does Luna know?"

"I've always known," Luna said dreamily. "His wings are quite big, after all, it was easy to see them."

Michael gaped at her. "You can see-"

"So how was your summer?" Gabriel asked nonchalantly, elbowing Michael in the side to get nir to be quiet. There was no need to announce it to the entire hall.

"It was very good. Daddy and I went to Sweden to try and find a Crumple-Horned Snorcack, but we didn't have any luck."

What the hell was a Crumple-Horned Snorcack. "...Sounds interesting. I can't say I've heard of it."

"Not many people have." Luna was still smiling faintly. "Most of them believe that I just make things up. Like the Nargles."

"The what?"

"They fly in people's brains and make their thoughts all fuzzy."

Well, Gabriel had never heard of a Nargle, but the description made it sound a lot like a Mara.

Before he could reply, Dumbledore stood up to begin his usual speech. To Gabriel's irritation, the pink woman was their new teacher; Hagrid was also missing for some reason, but Gabriel didn't pay much attention to that, as he didn't take the class and only vaguely knew the man.

Dumbledore suddenly broke off midsentence. At first people exchanged questioning looks, wondering why he'd stopped, but the reason became apparent when the pink woman got to her feet, obviously about to make a speech.

And it was probably the most boring speech Gabriel had ever heard. Even compared to Zachariah, she was boring. The majority of the students seemed to agree, putting their heads together in private conversations or staring up at the woman with glazed-over eyes.

If that was what her classes were going to be like, Gabriel doubted he'd be attending.

She eventually sat back down [thank Dad] and only Dumbledore and a smattering of students trying to live up to their prefect badges clapped.

"Defense is going to be a nightmare this year," Michael muttered. "Couldn't you do something about her?"

"If I felt like it."

This chapter is long enough already so I'm going to end it there.

Hope you all appreciated the scenes with Hel and the others!

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