✿༺ The Lives of the Eagle and the Lion ༻✿ [WTM]

Chapter One: The Boy who Lived

[The movie started to play and showed a muggle neighborhood and a man appeared on the corner a cat had been watching, appeared so suddenly and silently you'd think he'd just popped up from the ground. The cat's tail twitched, and its eyes narrowed.]

"Minnie!" The Weasley twins, Remus, Harry, and Seraphina exclaimed happily, seeing the familiar cat.

"Mr. Weasleys, Mr. Potter, Mr. Lupin and Ms. McCall! I've told you not to call me that!" Professor McGonagall scolded, but a small smile threatened to appear on her face.

"But Minnie, you love us!" Seraphina replied with a big grin that Minerva recognized all too well.

Professor Stygian snorted in amusement at the grin on Seraphina's face, "Like father, like daughter..."

"Wait, she's a cat?" Percy asked.

Seraphina bit back an amused chuckle. "Oh! I forgot you won't know Percy."

[Nothing like this man had ever been seen on Privet Drive. He was tall, thin and very old, judging by the silver hair and beard, which were both long enough to tuck into his belt. He was wearing long robes, a purple cloak which swept the ground and high-heeled buckled boots. His blue eyes were light, bright and sparkling behind half-moon spectacles and his nose was long and crooked, as though it had been broken twice. This man's name was Albus Dumbledore.]

"More like Al-bitch Dumb-ass-whore," Seraphina mumbled softly to Harry.

Harry covered his mouth, snorting into his hand.

Derek and Scott heard Seraphina and smirked in amusement. They knew Seraphina loathed him.

"More like evil wannabe Gandalf," Percy said to Seraphina in a low voice as he sat behind her next to Poseidon.

"My brother's uglier twin," Poseidon added with a smirk, causing Seraphina and Percy to stifle their laughter.

[Albus Dumbledore didn't seem to realize that he had just arrived in a street where everything from his name to his boots was unwelcome. He was busy rummaging in his cloak, looking for something. But he did seem to realize he was being watched, because he looked up suddenly at the cat, which was still staring at him from the other end of the street. For some reason, the sight of the cat seemed to amuse him. He chuckled and muttered, "I should have known."

He had found what he was looking for in his inside pocket. It seemed to be a silver cigarette lighter. He flicked it open, held it up in the air, and clicked it. The nearest lamp had gone out with a little pop. He clicked it again - the next lamp flickered into darkness. Twelve times he clicked the Put-Outer, until the only lights left in the whole street were two tiny pinpricks in the distance, which were the eyes of the cat watching him. If anyone looked out their window now, even beady-eyed Mrs Dursley, they wouldn't be able to see anything that was happening down on the pavement. Dumbledore slipped the Put-Outer back inside his cloak and set off down the street towards number four, where he sat down on the wall next to the cat. He didn't look at it, but after a moment he spoke to it.]

"I WANT THAT!" Fred and George yelled as their eyes twinkled with mischief.

"NO!" Molly yelled in horror, knowing the chaos they would cause.

"Sorry boys, there is only one is existence," Dumbledore boasted as he liked having things others couldn't have.

Seraphina narrowed her eyes slightly, "I'm sure if I put my brain together with Gred and Forge, we could make another. Or something even better," Seraphina quickly quipped back. Fred and George were highly intelligent and creative with their joke candies while having the determination to open up a joke shop, and they were patient to perfect their joke candies before giving them to others. How they weren't in Ravenclaw or Slytherin, she had no idea.