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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: Lines Drawn and Lies Told 3.3

Rose year 6 avie1Forster was doing his usual mid morning rounds. Having a free period meant he could help patrol the halls, which he was more than happy to do. He flipped his wand off-handedly as he walked down the Defense Against the Dark Arts corridor.

It was quiet down the hall, with no mid morning classes, but that was usually when trouble could happen. As he walked down, he thought he heard the sounds of yelling toward Professor Qasim’s office. Curious as to what would be causing the all the yelling, The Hufflepuff prefect crept closer to the Professor’s door. The closer he got to the door, the louder he felt his footsteps got. He started to shuffle his feet, sliding along the stone more and more toward the door...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: Lines Drawn and Lies Told 3.2

Laun year 6 avieQasim sat in his office. The flaming sconces on the wall flickered the gently quivering spots of light around, but the room remained heavy with its dark shadows. The Defence Against the Dark Arts professor steepled his fingers and looked down at the piece of parchment on his desk. His nostrils flared a little as he took a deep breath and sighed it away.

A knock rang from his door. “Come in.” He did not look up.

“You sent for us, Professor?” Tommy stepped into the room followed closely by Laun Orris-Whitmoor.

“I did.” Amen Qasim gestured to the chairs in front of him with an open palm. “Sit. Please.”

Laun took a seat quickly and Tom followed suit.

“What can we do for you, Professor?” Laun smiled widely.

Qasim folded his hands in front of him and looked at the two young men...

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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 2.95

Tommy year 6 avie1Tom sat staring at the rat that sat in on the table looking back at him. The Gryffindor tapped his wand against his teeth. “Alright.” He sighed heavily. “How to do this? I mean there isn’t exactly a spell on this.” His wand snaked back and the tip scratched his scalp. Finally he made up his mind on how to start. He pointed his wand at the rat and took a deep breath. At the last moment, the scene from a few weeks before entered his mind staying his wand hand. He remembered himself as a partial chair, and the fear that had entered him.

He could see his wand hand start to shake slightly and immediately pulled it back to his body with his other hand...

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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 2.92

Rose year 6 avie1Since studying, or doing nearly anything, in public places still proved to be difficult, Rose had elected to spend a quiet afternoon in the Ravenclaw common room. Outside the high tower windows, the winter sky rolled with dark clouds, announcing an imminent snow storm. And, while a layer of fresh snow would be most welcome tomorrow morning, today it simply made Rose want to nap.

Blonde curls hanging around her face as she attempted to read yet another fascinating assignment, the prefect held back a yawn. At least she was inside, instead of out in the horrible weather, she decided.

From the window across common room came a tapping from the window. Half afraid it was Idril, or any other owl stuck outside in this horrible weather, Rose jumped up to open the window...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: The Ties That Bind 2.89

Rose year 6 avie1“Alright Mister Belby,” Tom sighed as he rubbed his eyes in consternation, “let’s try this again. The wand movement is key. It’s one,” Tom flicked his wand, “two, three and then tap the matchstick and call out Acus.” The match on the table made a metallic tinkling sound and turned into a needle. Tom tapped it again and it turned back into a match.

The first year Slytherin looked at Tom like he was something foul on his shoe. “Why is it that McGonagall trusts a blood traitor like you to tutor?” His lisping drawl was enhanced by his snarling smile.

Not taking the bait, Tommy grinned at the little urchin. “Because, I have been studying Transfiguration for almost six years, I am a registered animagus, and I have been published in Transfiguration Today...

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