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*The tale of the 3 brothers: by the butter beer experience-pretending it's by Riddle TM-song only applies to the second part of this chapter*
Setting: July 31, 2014; tree house in forbidden, Jemima's POV...

"I hate getting older," I mutter as I sip my coffee

"It's ALLLL apart of life," Enid tells me, "so suck it up buttercup."

"Happy birthday mummy," Scorpius tells me with a yawn as he comes downstairs, & rubbing the sleep from his eyes

"And thirty four isn't that old," Enid says next and then huffs, "hell, I wish I was that young again."

     We spend the day not doing much of anything, Enid and Scorpius reads, I work on a song and soon enough, Firenze drops by with a gift for me-saying how the stars told him my future would be grim yet peaceful. His gift to me, I eye it with dread as it was to remain lost with these woods forever; his gift to me, is the resurrection stone. Scorpius gave me a drawing and Enid gave music paper to write my songs down on. Like many years prior to this one, I didn't have a cake, or any of my family other than Enid and my son to celebrate with. I it becoming harder and harder to get around, so I mostly just remain on the couch, only getting up to go to Scorpius's room when he goes to bed, or for a concert.  Later, once Scorpius is in bed, I sit on the couch staring at the stone that was meant to bed lost as it sits on the table in front of  the couch...

"What're you gonna do with it?" Comes Enid's voice

"The Elder wand was destroyed by Harry," I begin, "and I destroyed the copy of it made with pure magic," I add in, "Harry has the invisibility cloak," I go on, "and threw this away in this forest," I explain, "where it was NEVER meant to be found again-"

"Well-it was found," she states, "so what do you wanna do with it?"

"I don't know what to do with it," I sigh out, "it calls the dead here, but they're not...here," I tell her, "where as my 'gift' brings back the dead for a price..."

"And with all you brought back..." Enid says quietly, "there isn't really many for you to call upon."

"Yes..." I agree with her

"Leave it to Scorpius," she tells me, "for when you..."

"Yes," I sigh again, "I likely will do that."

"Happy Birthday again," she tells me, "and goodnight."

"Thanks," I say quietly, "night Enid..."
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Setting: October 31, 2014; a Halloween party, 3rd person POV...

"FINALLY another gig," Enid says, "and we're getting paid more than our last one too!"

"Could you please act more professional," Jemima groans at her childish behavior, "even Scorpius is behaving better than you and he's only seven...while you're in your-"

"DON'T-you even go there," she growls at me

"The act your age," She snap at her

"Who's to say what that really means?" She asks nonchalantly, "I mean, age is just a number after all."

"Ugh!" She groan

     They set up their stuff on stage before going to get something to eat from the banquet table, Enid starts pigging out as if she's Ron Weasley. While Scorpius and Jemima get plates-only she ends up getting two when she sees him filling his with nothing but sweets. She sit them down at a table where Enid has at least three plates full on one and is scarfing it down by the mouthfuls as if she were some kinda animal. The party drags on as they play their songs and Scorpius enjoys himself as he runs around with the other kids, but it's soon time for their last song as the night comes to an end. They leave the crowd with their last and newest haunting, spine chilling song about the deathly hallows, and at first all is silent but soon everyone is in an uproar with clapping...

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