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Characters: Ron, Hermione, Hagrid, Scorpius, Albus, James (II), Lily (II), Hugo, Rose, OC
Genre(s): Drama, General, Romance
Era: Next Generation
Pairings: OC/OC, Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, Rose/Scorpius
First Published: 2009.08.20
Last Published Chapter: 2012.06.05
Last Updated: 2013.03.25
Favorite Story Of: 322 users
| ||Advisory: Mild Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature, Contains Spoilers|
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Kecker Awards 2013: WINNER: Best Tearjerker. Runner Up: Best Chaptered, Best Male OC.
“He’s not what I expected for a son; Hugo is bad at Quidditch, his grades are barely average, he’s as quiet as a mouse, he doesn’t have friends…”
“Ron, how can you say things like that?”
I listened at the door; my worst fears confirmed.
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And as it turned out, Rose was not the one who had anything to worry about. It was me.
“I bought him this broomstick,” Dad answered, exasperated. “It still looks brand new. Even though he’s not going to play on a team, he can still have fun with it, can’t he?”
|3||I Need Help
It also is awkward because I feel the rest of the class’ eyes on me thinking, “Your family is so clearly awesome. Is there a reason you aren’t awesome?”
|4||The First Name
“I figured out the best way to get under the skin of the great James Potter.” I sighed; deciding that whatever Glen said next I was simply going to block out.
“You’re a good son,” she declared, turning towards the refrigerator. “Not the most reliable one, but a good one.” I felt my ears turning red with embarrassment. I glanced once more at the painting on the fridge. It was clear. Ramona Weathers believed me to be her son, Lionel.
The solution was simple enough. However, the repercussions would be terrible.
The circle parted as Professor Ramsay arrived on the scene, looking confused and angry. There was no need for him to ask what was going on. A student from his house was lying on the ground with a bloody face, and I was standing over him with blood on my hands.
There have been a lot of bad plans in this world. Like the man who decided to sail across the ocean in a cauldron that happened to have a hole in the bottom. But this was worse, much worse.
|9||Christopher Ramsay: Part I
I knew I shouldn't do it; I knew I should do nothing but continue the work that had been assigned to me. In spite of myself, I found that there was a tiny part of me that was desperately curious to find out what problems were ailing my Professor.
|10||Christopher Ramsay: Part II
I remember that Mum always said we shouldn't lie because eventually your lie will come back and bite you in the butt. Case and point.
|11||Albus Potter: Part I
“I love her,” I repeated slowly and honestly.
|12||Albus Potter: Part II
The freezing feeling that had settled in my shoes because of the snow seemed to spread through the rest of my body. Obviously living at Hogwarts has taught me to believe in ghosts, but the thing is, I can normally see them.
I was such an idiot. I was giving Glen a run for his money.
Alright, even I had to admit this was a little disheartening. If Connie wasn't with James, and I had ever managed to find the courage to ask her out, I would have been crushed if she had said no. I would never try again, and it seemed that Scorpius was thinking along the same lines.
|15||Glen Saunders: Part I
I couldn't help but wonder if the little scrap of paper with Glen's name on it would ever be completed and torn in half.
|16||Glen Saunders: Part II
I knew the only way to get the truth out of Glen was to tell the truth myself.
“Boys never come in here for good reasons,” she continued, frustration and pain coursing through her rather whiny voice. “They only come in here to tease me, or throw things at me, or play pranks on me, or to...”
|18||Connie Bishop: Part I
“Well, there you go!” Glen exclaimed brightly. “We should put on a play!”
|19||Connie Bishop: Part II
Glen thought hard. “I think you have to tell them to break an arm or something.”
|20||Hugo Weasley: Part I
My first thought was that this should be remarkably easy. I didn't have to track the person down, I didn't have to follow them in an attempt to figure out what they needed. It was just me.
|21||Hugo Weasley: Part II
Dad closed the door behind us, and it suddenly felt like we were the only two people in the school. We were shut away. Something was about to happen.
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