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“Did you find him?” Moria asked breathlessly as she returned to the Great Hall, panting loudly, Sirius coming up to her. He shook his head, frowning.
“I can’t find him at all. Hermione and Ron don’t seem to be telling me anything…so I take it they don’t know either.” He explained. Moria bit her lip, her expression nervous.
“You don’t think…he didn’t go to the forest did he?”
“No.” Sirius exclaimed. “No…he wouldn’t sacrifice himself like that.”
“Really?” Moria asked weakly. “Are we talking about the same Harry?”
Sirius was silent. He rubbed the back of his neck, and tried to keep his eyes away from the people sobbing violently in the Great Hall. So many sacrifices...
In truth, he was thinking the same thing, he brushed the idea away quickly - he knew that he never would be able to deal with such a tragedy shaking his world. Not again.
"Sirius!" a r
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“Could you say that again?”
“Which part?” Max asked as she sat on her bed, curled up under the covers, with a teasing smile. “The fact that Aidan kissed Adele to cover up the fact we were bringing up the radio? Or the fact that Neville punched Aidan quite hard this morning?”
“Merlin, and I thought that boy was a smart one.”
“He is Mum.” Max responded with a laugh, looking at Moria. “Honest. It was the quickest thing he could come up with in such short notice. He and Adele wouldn’t really have much of an excuse as to why they were on the seventh floor. And if they had gone in with us, something could have gone wrong and they could have forced it open.
“I guess that is true.” Moria stated, though she seemed more amused than anything. “Well at least Neville didn’t hurt him too badly.”
“Well, judging by the large bruise across his face and the limp in his
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Aidan was bored…completely bored. He had already finished his holiday homework, as atrocious as it was, and now he was just lying on his bed. The sounds of muggle carolers drifted through his frosted over window and he glanced over, staring at the window as the sounds vanished. He then glanced over at the mirror on the other side of his small room, his eyes latching onto the small picture that had been jammed into the mirror frame.
He frowned as he continued looking at Luna’s photo. He hadn’t heard a thing from her since the beginning of Christmas break. His two letters he had sent her had gone unanswered, and his mother had told him no on going to the Lovegood household. You have no idea how creepy it might seem to her for suddenly showing up, Orla had told him.
Granted he wasn’t sure if Luna would have been disturbed by this. He sighed again.
“Good grief, would you stop sighing.” Adele grumbled from the bed that was crammed in the jutting part of
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It hadn't taken long to get the tent set up, Harry mused. Magic tents made life much easier. Now he and Hermione sat at the table, Ron asleep in the bed closest to it, his splinched arm in a makeshift sling.
"So where do we go next?" Hermione asked, looking at Harry. Harry looked at her, glancing back at Ron before back at her.
"Well from the memories, Dumbledore had a theory that the Horcruxes wouldn't be made out of random objects." Harry explained. "And they wouldn't be hidden randomly, either."
"You told us that much last year." Hermione replied. "You told us you knew about three of them."
"The ring…" Hermione started, knowing full well what that one was; the one that had ruined Dumbledore's hand.
"Which according to Dumbledore belonged to Tom's grandfather." Harry finished, watching her as she held the cup of tea in her hands, as though trying to warm them.
"Which obviously belonged to Tom himself."
"And then this…" Hermione said, looking at the necklace, a look of ut
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The Christmas holiday had ended too quickly. The welcome-back-to-school-after-the-holidays banquet at Hogwarts had turned out to be the perfect excuse for Moria to shoo Sirius out of the house. So here he was, sitting in the Hogwarts staffroom, which he very rarely frequented , until it was time for him to attend the banquet had seemed like a pretty decent idea by the time Sirius had arrived to the school, rather annoyed from having been shooed away from his home by Moria.
"Well, well, look who's decided disgrace us with a visit." a low voice one of the most annoying sounds on Earth, in Sirius's book spoke. "And here I thought, when the headmaster mentioned he'd given you, Black, two weeks of leave, that this school would be shielded from your unwelcome presence for at least that time."
Sirius didn't even need to look up to know it was Snape. He simple kept on reading or pretending he was, not bothering to remove his feet from the table he'd propelled them onto. "I
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After coming up with his new theory concerning Malfoy being a Death Eater, Harry hadn't waited longer than until after the welcoming feast had finished (and had gotten over the surprise of Brent being in Gryffindor) to communicate it to Sirius, who'd seemed rather upset about it, though he'd been open to believe every word. But there was little he could do at the moment.
The first day of classes and the ones that followed seemed to go well enough, apart from Harry and Snape's constant quarrels, which, by the end of the second week of classes had already gotten him two nights of detention and another one to serve. Although, if DADA was a frustrating for students, the newly created Defense Club, which met twice a week after classes, seemed to bring up the spirits of all its members.
Slughorn's presence hadn't come unnoticed. As it had been his habit for decades, Slughorn liked to surround himself with brilliant (or simply well-known) minds, having gathered Harry during his train ride to
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"It all just seems so fake. This idea that...good things happen to good people...and there's magic in the world...and the meek and righteous will inherit it. There's too many good people who suffer for something like that to be true. There's too many prayers that get unanswered. Every day we ignore how completely broken this world is...and we tell ourselves 'It's all going to be okay. You're going to be okay!'...but it's not okay. And once you know that...there's no going back. There's no magic in the world. At least not today there isn't'."
"You have your own beliefs, therefore you create your own reality."