Chapter VII

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Thursday, Lloyd & Diane started their day with yet another very slow history of magic class. The weirdly charming professor Whitelock pursuing his last lesson on the Gargoyle strike of 1911

Diane couldn't deny the fact that she enjoyed this class at least a little bit. Eventhough the content of the lessons were mildly boring, Whitelock managed to recount everything very well.

The rest of their day was spent in the Transfiguration classroom with professor Patil, and after that in the defense against the dark arts classroom with professor Lupin, learning about ghosts.

After dinner the six companions decided to sneak of to the astronomy tower, Roxanne walking several feet in front of them to make sure the coast was clear.

Once there, they settled in the same spot they'd made their promises just yesterday. Again laying on their backs, this time without the blankets as it was fairly warm outside.

'Hey, I was wondering... do you guys sometimes think about what our parents were up to when they were our age?' Lloyd silently asked, his hands behind his head and a bertie botts every flavour bean in his mouth.

'Oh I know what my dad and uncle Fred were up to.' Roxanne said while smirking.

'What'd they do?' Diane asked curiously. 'According to dad: pulling pranks, searching and actually finding secret passages, not paying attention in class,....' Roxanne summed up, counting on her fingers.

'My dad told me exactly the same thing.' Lloyd said while chuckling. 'What was dear Luna Lovegood up to around our age?' Lloyd asked the scamander twins.

'I don't actually know, probably wandering around in the dark forest and helping out magical beasts.' Lysander stated in a serious tone. 'She doesn't talk about her days at Hogwarts that much.' Lorcan added, his smile slightly faltering.

'Why not?' Diane asked cautiously. 'Well, she's still kind of shaken up about the whole war. She acts like it doesn't affect her anymore but everytime we mention it, she'll get this panic in her eyes.' Lorcan explained.

'My dads get that as well, Dean talks to me about it from time to time. But I try to not mention it too much around Seamus, he just looks so sad every time someone brings it up.' Saoirse said while fiddling with her ring.

The group lay silent for a good while, Diane doing her best to come up with something that could break the tension.

'I've never met uncle Fred. But I just miss him, you know? I always wonder what my dad would be like if he was still around...' Roxanne said, looking up towards the sky.

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