Potters And The Next Generation

Aurors Of The Past

Disclaimer: THIS IS A PIECE OF FAN-FICTION, DERIVED FROM THE ORIGINAL WORKS OF HARRY POTTER SERIES BY J.K. ROWLING.

Albus

I groaned coming to my senses. The silence wasn't deafening and I could hear a bit of busy buzz of the air around. I was sitting and the chair was soft yet uncomfortable. I rubbed my eye and looked around, gasping at Candice sleeping on my shoulder.

"Hey, Can." I rubbed her head gently. She gulped, mumbling something and wiping her lips. She gasped at me and leaned away.

"Who-who are you?" She asked and I frowned.

"It's me. Albus." I shook my head and she gasped again, looking past me. I turned and a brunette blonde man was sitting next to us, eyeing us uncomfortably.

"Albus?" He spoke and his eyes widened, "I'm Barnsite? That bastard Henris!"

I snorted and Candice pursed her lips.

"D-Dad?"

"Shut up." He raised a finger. He wore a grey three piece suit and his hair were gelled perfectly.

"Wait, do I not look like myself either?"

"No. You... you look familiar..." Dad's head tilted, "Huh? You're Caleb!"

"Caleb?" I frowned.

"Caleb was a friend of Ginny's and I met him a few years before this age of his. He should be twenty four right now." He pointed at me and I stared at my grown hands, slightly darker than my pale skin.

"And who am I?" Candice looked at us.

"You look like yourself Can." I pointed and Dad nodded.

"But we don't know where we are and since we're different as well, you should have a different name as well." Dad pointed, "If anyone asks, you're Camilla Boone."

"Camilla Boone?" I asked.

"Hermione-"

"Ladies and Gentlemen of the Wizengamot!" We heard a man roar and realized we were in the court arena, watching something. There was a wizard defending someone sitting in a chair.

"Hey, I'm not saying she did it but where the hell is he? Shouldn't he be helping her." We heard and I watched a young boy, walking down the steps with a taller, blonde brunette woman.

"Hey, Caleb!" The kid waved, "Barnsite, I've looking all over for you!"

"Er, you must be Rave Watson." The blonde brunette seemed familiar. The kid seemed to give me a sense of familiarity too. Rave/Candice nodded, "I'm Hermione Granger and this is my friend, Eddie Gideon." She pointed and now I understood the flabbergasted looks on Candice and Dad's faces. Where the hell did Henris send us?

"H-Hello." Candice or rather Rave nodded. Candice still had the bruise on her neck and I eyed it curiously, wondering if Eddie and Hermione knew.

"Well, don't worry Rave. You will be okay." Hermione smiled and sat in the row below us with Eddie. Candice squeezed my arm and I gulped hard.

"You should've told us you were waiting here for us, guys." Eddie spoke and we watched the arena, "I thought Ms. Watson wasn't coming today."

"I didn't do it. I didn't give that wizard a fright." The girl groaned from the throne, facing away from us.

"He claims otherwise." The grown man walking around the chair accused.

"Yes. If I'd given him a fright, trust me... you'd know for sure."