Thanks for the comments, guys! Here is Chapter 19... It isn't the best, or the longest, but it's something. Chapter 20 will be long. And hopefully somewhat interesting, since it'll be the last chapter. I appreciate everything!
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Chapter 19: At it Again

“At least it’s over with. We won’t have to worry about it anymore,” said Viktorya, who had joined her siblings at the Gryffindor table, once again, for lunch.

Clementine, Torr, and Viktorya had told Albus, Rose, and James about what happened in McGonagall’s office the night before, and the conversation carried over to the next day.

“That’s all very well, but we can’t just ignore the fact that a person within our family could commit such heinous crimes,” said Clementine, taking a bite of buttered bread.

“I agree,” said Torr. “It’s troublesome. I am still shocked about mother, though. It disturbs me more that she hid this from us.”

“Well, I disagree. That man wasn’t ever in our lives until very recently. He has had no influence on us. And, I don’t blame mum for hiding it from us. We’re only children,” Viktorya rebutted.

Clementine and Torr retreated, knowing that Viktorya would never sway her opinion. James, Albus, and Rose sat listening. They didn’t make a sound.
“What do you think?” Viktorya asked them.

They each cleared their throats and looked around, obviously not wanting to answer.

“Well?” said Viktorya, impatiently.

“Don’t get us wrong, but I don’t think our opinion really matters in this dilemma. It’s your conflict. Resolve it how you want to resolve it. Our opinions don’t matter,” said Rose.

Viktorya had always seen eye to eye with Rose, and therefore accepted her answer.

“I guess you’re right,” she said, gulping pumpkin juice.

“Say,” said Clementine, wanting to change the subject, “where are Gordon and Dane? I haven’t seen them around lately.”

“Oh, er, I haven’t seen Dane either. He shuts himself up in the most random of places unless there is class, or it’s after hours. He’s been quite depressed, actually,” said Viktorya.

Rose shifted guiltily in her seat. She caught Albus and Clementine’s eye and looked away hurriedly.

“And what about Gordon,” Clementine said, to spare Rose an explanation.

Viktorya’s face became crest fallen. “We’ve, er, broken up,” she said. The words came out of her mouth slowly, as if she didn’t want to admit it.

“Vikki! I am so sorry,” exclaimed Clementine, and she pulled her sister into a warm hug.

“It’s alright. I was the one to break it off. He was getting on my nerves. Always telling me what to do, and thinking he was right about everything, even when I proved him wrong. You can only take so much of that. I wish him luck in the future,” said Viktorya. She seemed upset, despite being the initiator of the split.

“Well, it sounds like it was for the best,” said Torr, who had suddenly become elated.

A swoosh came from over head. Startled, the young Gryffindor’s looked up to see the daily flock of owl’s flying over head, delivering letter’s and packages to their respective owners. They had been so caught up in the conversation that they were unable to recognize the noise. A large tawny owl dropped down by Rose, landing softly next to her. It was delivering the Daily Prophet. Rose put the customary knuts in it’s pouch attached to its leg, and then it took off and flew out of sight.

Rose started to unfurl it until a second large tawny owl landed on the table. This one was closest to Clementine. Curious, she pulled the rolled up parchment from its leg. It hooted delightfully and took off. All eyes were on Clementine. She just looked at the name sprawled across it.

“Who’s that from?” asked James.

Clementine looked at Viktorya and Torr.

“Its from Andrew. John. Father. Whatever his name is,” she said, her voice expressing her frustration.

“What!” exclaimed Albus, looking bewildered.

“Well, open it,” said Torr.

Clementine broke the seal and unrolled it. The parchment was decorated in the insignia of Ludomamie. Neat and loopy cursive writing plastered it.

Dear Clementine, Viktorya, Torr, and Aden,
I’m sure you have concluded the worst. That I, your father, have committed heinous acts against fellows. I admit to them, yes. However, don’t be so fast as to judge me. I condemn myself for what I have done, and I am reaping the consequences as such. I hope that you can find it in your hearts to forgive an old man. I hope to hear from you kids soon.
Love,
Andrew

They stared. Each of them was silent, until James reached over and took the parchment from Clementine’s grasp.

“There is no need to worry about this,” he said gently, trying to pull the group out of shock.

“James is right. That man has no idea what he is doing to you. You have no obligation to him,” said Rose. She began eating again.

Clementine slowly went back to her food. Her mind was whizzing. What did her father want? Why did he always contact her?

James wrapped his arm around her and planted a small kiss on her cheek.

“Don’t worry about him, he’s nothing to you,” he said, into her ear.

She looked away, not knowing how to respond. She spooned a bite-sized potato into her mouth, and flushed it down with a significant gulp of pumpkin juice.

“Well, here is something that should keep your mind off of that for the time being,” said Rose. She had taken out the Daily Prophet and was shuffling through it. She was now looking at one page.

“What is it?” asked Clementine, though not fully interested.

“Rita Skeeter is at it again,” she replied. Clementine dropped her spoon.

“What did that bottom feeder say now?” Clementine asked, fiercely. James also looked mutinous.

“Nothing about you. She did write about James and Albus. And her book is being released this week,” said Rose. Albus looked furious. He grabbed the paper from her hands.

“It’s another excerpt from her book,” Albus groaned.

“Well, read it. Don’t leave us in the cold,” said Viktorya.

“I don’t want to,” said Albus, turning scarlet.

“We’ll see it anyway,” said Clementine. “It can’t be worse than what she did to me and James.”

“Alright,” said Albus. He cleared his throat, and then read, “The newest excerpt from Rita Skeeter’s book delves deeper into the life of the famous Harry Potter, and continues to discuss his children. Her book is released this week.” He paused and looked up at them.

“Is that all?” asked Viktorya.

“No,” said Albus. He looked back at the paper and began to read again. “Chapter 12: Potter’s wee Potty’s (Title is dedicated to Peeves the Poltergeist). It is well known that Harry Potter is a talented person. In previous chapters, we’ve discussed his uncanny ability in Quidditch, attracting trouble, and of course, being the only person to have survived the killing curse and of the defeat of the most evil dark wizard of all time. His actions rival that of the brilliant Albus Dumbledore. This is no doubt the reason to which he named his second son after the well-known wizard. But does Albus Severus Potter show the same talent as his father, or even that of the man he is named after, and does James, for that matter?

“In a recent trip to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I was able to observe two of Potter’s children. His youngest daughter, Lily Luna Potter, has not reached Hogwarts age. James Sirius Potter is in his third year. He is quite successful, having been on the Gryffindor Quidditch team for the second year in a row. His agility and maneuvers has earned him a reputation as one of the best Quidditch players at Hogwarts. But how is he academically? According to Professor Longbottom, who heads the house of Gryffindor, James Sirius Potter shows no exceptional ability in academics, and is merely mediocre. It seems the only thing special about the boy is his phenomenal Quidditch skills. It’s no wonder the girls are all over him.

“Albus Severus Potter, on the other hand, shows no ability at all. He tried and failed at Quidditch. I was lucky to have the opportunity to witness the boy in his first year flying class. It was going quite well until Albus was bucked off his broom and a classmate had to save him. His academics aren’t much better. He is simply mediocre.

“Buy my book this week, and see what else is in store in the world of Harry Potter.”

Albus put the paper down. The look on his face showed nothing but frustration and anger. James was smirking slightly, but Clementine nudged him in the ribs and his face suddenly contorted into sadness.

Albus put his head down to hide his embarrassment. With the worst luck in the world, the group of Slytherin’s Rose had been hanging out with made their way over to the table.

“Hey, Potty’s,” cried Erin Zabini. “Don’t get up, or Clementine will have to save you,” she said, noting Albus’ attempt to get up.

“Leave him alone,” said Rose, through gritted teeth.

The Slytherin’s stared at her.

“Want to eat with us today?” Snape asked her, looking hopeful.

“Not today. My friends here need me,” she replied, glaring at them.

“Suit yourself,” said Scorpius. Snape frowned and turned to leave without another word.

They marched away, roaring with laughter as they quoted parts of Rita Skeeter’s book excerpt.

“Why do you still talk to them?” asked Viktorya, looking appalled at the Slytherin’s manners.

“I don’t know. I guess I sort of liked that Snape boy, but now I see he is just as bad as the rest,” Rose replied. She drank some juice, and then said, “I don’t plan on hanging around them anymore. I shouldn’t have in the first place.”

“It’s fine, to have cooperation between the houses. I mean I’m in Ravenclaw, but sitting with you guys. But those Slytherin’s are just awful. They are always making fun of us,” said Viktorya, finishing her meal.

Albus looked miserable.

“Don’t let them get to you, Albus. You know how they are,” said Clementine, also finishing her lunch.

“Well, I’m done here. Should we go back up to the common room, and study for exams? They are in two weeks,” said Rose, wiping her mouth on a napkin, and finishing the rest of her juice.

“Well, I’m going to the library, want to come with?” asked Viktorya, standing up and readjusting her book bag.

“Actually, that isn’t a bad idea. We can all study together,” said Clementine happily.

“Torr and I plan on seeing Hagrid. Do you mind?” James asked Clementine.

“Of course not. Have fun,” she said, and then kissed his cheek.

Torr rolled his eyes, and then he and James got up and left the hall.

“Exams snuck up on us way too fast,” said Albus, without abandoning his disgruntled appearance.

“Might as well get a good idea of what’s to come. I don’t want to fail my first year,” said Clementine.

Albus and Rose got up after her, and followed Viktorya out of the Great Hall and to the library.
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