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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: Lines Drawn and Lies Told 3.1

Hogwarts-Crest“I do apologize Albus,” the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher inclined his head toward Dumbledore, “I am needed in London all this week in order to give testimony in front of the Wizengamot in the trial of Thaddeus Morquette.”

“Ah yes,” the old wizard nodded gravely, “The so called last Death Eater, or at least if we were to believe the Daily Prophet.” A twinkle came to Dumbledore’s eyes as he smiled. “Which of course, I don’t.”

The African Wizard gave a low guttural laugh. “As you have made abundantly clear In our many, many years of friendship Albus. But my testimony is certainly needed and warranted to determine guilt or innocence, therefore I shall need to be there.”

“Of course, my dear Amen. Jurisprudence must always win the day...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: The Ties That Bind 2.100

Céilidh year 6 avie1Dawn broke over Gryffindor tower, and particularly the sixth-year girl’s dormitory, entirely too bright and early for at least one occupant. Ceilidh tossed about, trying in vain to go back to sleep. After another half hour of cursing the tiny ray of light that streamed through a chink in her bed curtains, finding her eyes no matter how she tried to avoid it, the redhead finally gave up the ghost and got out of bed.

Finally dressed, the redhead stomped down the stairs and into the common room.

“Morning.” Tom smiled as he looked over an open daily prophet at his girlfriend.

Céilidh grumbled as she slumped into one of the couches. “Coffee afore ah hex ye.”

Tom rolled his eyes and flicked his wand...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: The Ties That Bind 2.97

Tommy year 6 avie1It was a usual morning weekday morning in the great hall as Tommy and Céildh walked blearily into the Great Hall. Tom stifled a yawn as he and Céilidh sat down at the Gryffindor table.

“You were up late.” Bill said with a laugh. “Long night of studying?” His eyebrow arched suggestively.

“If you must know,” Tom said with sleepy grumble, “We were up late working on some new strategies for our game with Hufflepuff coming up.”

“So that’s what they’re calling it these days.” Bill grinned mischievously until Céilidh’s foot connected with his shin.

“It’s tay early fur ye tae be an arse.” Céilidh snarled as she poured herself a cup of coffee.

“Okay, okay.” The redheaded prefect laughed as he rubbed his shin.

Danny strolled up and dropped into the seat next to Bill...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: The Ties That Bind 2.96

Laun year 6 avieLaun was feeling pumped, he always did before a match. He had been perusing spell books well into the night in preparation.

He had little else to do these days. His romance with Elizabeth, the muggle girl he had met had fallen apart due to distance, and though he received regular owls from Damien, it wasn’t the same since his only Slytherin buddy had moved and transferred to Durmstrang.

So Dueling club had become Laun’s main source of fun.

As he entered the Slytherin common room though that sense of fun felt perilously close to disappearing. He came upon a huddled mob of his Slytherin “brothers” all looking intense, not quite murderous this time at least though.

“Just the man we were looking to see...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: The Ties That Bind 2.93

Tommy year 6 avie1Frost covered the windows of the of the Gryffindor sixth year dormitory . Tom pulled the curtains back on his four poster. Tom wasn’t so much nervous as he was excited. Today was the first match of the second round of the duel tournament and he was going to face one of his best friends Bill Weasley in the second round.

“Oi.” A pillow came flying through the air and landed with a fwump against Tom’s face. “You ready?”

Tom bent down and picked up the pillow and lobbed it back at Bill. “Why of course, Mister Weasley,” Tom said with a with a mockingly haughty voice, “are you?”

Bill’s face pulled into a wide grin. “Well of course, my dear Michael.” Bill bowed low to Tommy.

“Well, I hope you’re ready for disappointment.” Tom grinned. “I don’t plan on losing.”

“Well, you know what they say abou...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: The Ties That Bind 2.91

Céilidh year 6 avie1The trio crossed to the far end of the grounds and the “Do Not Cross” line of trees that marked the beginning of the Forbidden Forest. With little more than a casual glance to make sure no eyes were upon them, they slipped in one by one.

The Gryffindor lead the way along a path that was all but invisible if you didn’t know it was there and had been really looking for it. Ducking under and around the spindly, knobby, knuckled branches that tried to tangle in their hair, it lead deeper and deeper, meters past the edge of where any direct sunlight broke through the canopy until a small rocky burm sat in a small clearing.

“Here we gae,” Céilidh said.

A pair of curtains hung over the cave’s mouth, blocking the little warm glow behind...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: The Ties That Bind 2.90

Nicolette year 6 avie1Orlando MacFoozle was smiling as he pulled the dark hooded sweatshirt on and zipped it up. He wasn’t sure why, but he felt good about today even if it was just another day like every other day. And Nicolette had told him that is just what it should be several times. “A day the same as any other.” Still, the Hufflepuff, humming as he tucked his wand up his sleeve, couldn’t and wouldn’t wipe the smile off his face.

Of course, the Scot wasn’t terribly sure what she had meant by that or if she had even meant it at all. He thought he had an advantage on those matters, considering he could rather literally slip into her thoughts, but there had been no such luck there. Since they had gotten back to school, she had been much more guarded in that respect.

So he played it, as he did so many things: ...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: The Ties That Bind 2.83

Laun year 6 avie“I wonder who’ll be teaching class? I haven’t heard any announcements…” Laun mused as he, Rose and Tom wandered to the dungeon.

“Dunno.” Tom shrugged “Did you hear anything about who would be head of Slytherin? Or even how the Professor is?”

“Professor Qasim is acting head of Slytherin,” Laun stifled a grin, “As for Professor Snape, I don’t know much but I hear that he is stable.”

Rose shifted the books in her arms so she could grab a curl of golden hair. “I know you need a head of your house. And we need a teacher… but… it’s so soon. Poor Professor Snape. He’ll be back as soon as he’s better, right?”

“I hope so!”

“Ma said he wis bad aff still.” Céilidh came from behind wrapping her arms around Tom’s waist. “Thay still havnae figured oot wha potion hit him.”

“Well I want to go on record a...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: The Ties That Bind 2.82

Danny year 6 avie1The night’s wind whipping across the surface of the Black Lake had cleared it of snow, leaving only a thick sheet of ice to glisten in the cold morning sun. It was Saturday and with no classes to deal with, Orlando and Dan had decided to throw together a bit of recreation for their friends, and were heading down early to set up the equipment.

Using their wands to clear a path from the castle to the lake, the two young men also carried a large open-topped chest between them. Non-flying broomsticks stuck out of the box at different angles. “Whaur d’ye kin?”

The Hufflepuff looked around, then pointed to an small cove on the edge of the lake. “Thare. Plenty o’ room, ice looks guid an’ thick.”

Walking down to the frozen cove, they set the box down and began to work...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: The Ties That Bind 2.81

Rose year 6 avie1Orlando shouldered into the door and pushed through, into the cold January air. The Scottish winter was in full effect. He dug his hands into the pockets of the black peacoat and used them to hug it tighter against him. He’d grown up with the snow and the cold. Shuna island got it worse.

Looking up he saw the orange glow of the herbology greenhouse. All around it the snow had melted away and lush green grass formed a perimeter. An oasis in winter, the building sat as welcoming beacon beside the frosty stone castle. Or it normally would.

The Scot wondered just how welcoming it would be tonight. He hoped it would be.

He pulled on metal framed door, and the humid wave smacked him. Instantly the black coat felt heavy, and he slipped it off his shoulders as he strolled down the aisle...

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