《Harry Potter and the Blind prince》


 1 Lauren Glinderlyn

    (Lorkhan''s pov)


    My name is Lorkhan Khorn, i hate a lot of things, and only like chocolate. I''m currently five years old, and today was SUPPOSED to be a special day for me.


    I''m currently inside the car, on my way to the hospital. And no, i''m not sick. It''s just that my parents just decided to postpone my birthday party, because a random kid of my parents friend got into an accident.


    Ugh¡­., Why should they care? i mean is he that important? well i know he''s important, but could they at least let me have my own fun first!


    On my way there, i could see the genuine worried expression. So, i could only swallow my complains and just wait.


    In the hospital, my parents immediately went to the receptionist and ask the nurse there. After the nurse told them location, they immediately drag me into the fifth floor, here and there. Oh, i forgot to introduced them to you guys.


    My mom is a manager in a small company called ''Ruik''s tailor shop''. Her name is Johanna Khorn. Meanwhile my dad is a graphic designer, cool right?, his a freelancer. His name is Luke Khorn. I don''t know much about them, because they mostly hide things from me. But you know what! i''ll make sure to dig them up one by one.


    Arriving in front of the room the nurse told my parents. There was a huge word saying ICU on it. My parents knock it and entered the room.


    When we entered the room, there was Two beds. And I''m guessing the big man is the dad and the small one is the the child. He looked no older than me. But, from his head to his toes was Bandage. I want to see better, but this wide glass is blocking my way.


    And strangely by that time, i had almost forgotten about my displeasure earlier. I don''t know what, but i strangely felt attracted to the kid warp in bandages.


    While i was focussing my sight to the kid. It seem my parents was talking to the doctor. The doctor said something like:


    "I''m sorry" and "... Had died" and "they won''t live long" and "surgery"


    And when i heard about they won''t live long, and prayed that the kid wasn''t one of the ''they''


    Then I laugh at myself. I was complaining few hours ago about that kid and now i''m worried about him, wow Lorkhan, you sure are weird!


    But little did I know by the time i was laughing at myself, I saw a hint of light, glowing around the kid. The kid''s injury was healing quickly, or so it seems. or was the right word rapidly? oh well. Either way, it seem no one saw that small light covering the kid. So i thought it was normal.


    When the doctor finished talking with my parents, and looked towards the glass, he looked flagbastered. He quickly called the medical team (or what i thought it was) and started examining the kid. Some was glad meanwhile most of the was surprised.


    After that. They told my worried parents and told them the kid will live! i was happy, then i thought ''wait! does that mean he was supposed to be one of the ''they?''. I shivered at the thought and tried to forget the it, while trying to convince myself  ''At least he''s alright!''


    But then a sad news came.


    "His life may not be in danger, but his eyesight won''t return" said the doctor in a grevent tone.


    and with that the earlier joy quickly turn into depression. My eyes were twitching so hard to the point I seriously wanted to laugh "At least he''s alive, right?" i said my thought out loud. It seem they were all surprised at my statement, which make me want to laugh at their baffled face, and at the same time making me want to hide into a deep hole, because of my cheesy statement. ''ahhh¡­! Hazukashii!!!'' I screamed inside my head, while trying to put on a neutral face, which was extremely hard. But in the end i couldn''t help it and blushed hard.


    Opposite as my expectation of being teased by this adults, i was praised instead "Yeah, Lork is right, we''re glad that his alive" mom said with a smile. People who don''t know her may say, ''she''s putting a genuine smile'' but dad and I know that she''s actually really sad right now. and now I could only blame this big mouth of mine.


    What happened next brought an impact on mom and dad more. The doctors words was like the following


    "We''re truly are  sorry for the news we brought. But, it seem the parents of the poor child won''t make it. His mother had died while at the process of surgery while his father is diagnosed to be brain dead¡­"


    I wasn''t able to hear the rest because i told to wait outside with the nurse that was on standby.


    When i ask the nurse to let me hear their conversation, the nurse kept on saying something like "It''s an adult conversation" and "It''s not something a kid like you should be listening"


    I was really pissed, ''hey i''m not a kid, and what''s with this adult conversation? i was drag here and now im being Forced to wait?!? Ugh¡­''. But alas, in the end i couldn''t help but just sulk.


    They were taking to long, and i don''t know when. But it seem i fell asleep while waiting for them.


    The next day.


    I woke up on my comfy bed, like usual, the first thing i say was a toy airplane on the ceiling of my room. I got up and get dressed. Today, i''m wearing a simple white shirt coupled with a beige vest and beige short pants.


    I got to admit. Yesterday was not the best birthday a five year old could have. But hey, at least it was interesting.


    I went down stairs to greet my parents and have my breakfast. But guess what. As soon as i step down from the stairs I was drag into the car AGAIN! without any warning or whatsoever.


    Inside the car I was again, internally crying and complaining ''can''t you guys at least let me have my breakfast?'' just as i finished thinking of food, my mom gave me a basket full of sandwiches. But as i was about to dig in. Mom warn me "Lork, please don''t eat first we''ll eat in the hospital"


    ''Are you telling a frickin telling five year old to held his or her (well his in this case though) hunger? If, and if I was a normal five year old I would already be throwing a tantrum by now!''


    But as a good kid, I could just swallow up the complaints, and curse my yesterday''s wish of sympathizing the cause of my miserableness of the last two days, well maybe not THAT miserable, but, you guys know what I''m saying right?


    As we arrive at the hospital, unlike yesterday''s huriness to the room, my parents were more relax. Like yesterday, they ask the receptionist for the room number and went there.


    My parents held my arm and brought me to the elevator. They pressed the number ''3'' button and the door of the elevator closes slowly. We went up and went to a room with a number of ''3624''. I don''t know why, but that number felt familiar for some reason.


    As we enter the room, we were greeted by a medium to large white room. A the opposite side of the door, there was a large 1.5¡Á2.5 meter long window, with a great view of the hospitals garden. In front of the window there was bed covered in white. On top, there was a the kid from yesterday (I''m not sure because I wasn''t able to see him yesterday because of the mummy like bandage that covers him) but the feeling of being attracted came back, and now, there was another feeling i felt, i felt comfortable, and relaxed for some reason. I almost forgot what I ate this morning- wait, right! I DIDN''T ATE ANYTHING!.


    ''Hahaha¡­,  I think my head is a mest'' I Laugh internally at myself.


    When I came closer I could see the kid clearly now. He has brownish blond hair, his skin was quite pale, and he still had a bandage covering his eyes. I was quite disappointed, i want to see his eye too.


    But it seems like he was sleeping so even it wasn''t covered in bandages I still couldn''t see it.


    Wile feeling disappointed, I felt a pat on my shoulder. It was my dad, He was smiling then he announce "He will be your new brother"


    Trying to process the information, I was surprised, shocked  amazed, and happy at the same time. Surprised and shock because of the announcement. Amazed by my dad''s bold statement. And strangely happy because HE will be my brother. But then I realized something, ''what about his own parents?''


    I knew it was a sensitive information, but I still ask him nonetheless.


    And as I ask their face grew darker by the second, and I thought ''I knew it''. But as a child they thought it was, um¡­, how do i say it, Inappropriate? Unsuitable? what ever it is, either way, they brushed it of by saying, "We will tell you when you grew older dear" like always. Honestly it was starting to pissed me off. But, oh well, whatever I guessed?


    My mom put the basket filled with sandwiches on the table beside the bed and took out a basket full of fruits, which she took out practically out of nowhere, i mean literally, i didn''t even saw her bring it! or maybe I was just wasn''t paying attention.


    I took a sandwich and ate it, and by that time i finally could feel my stomach rumbling. Seriously?


    While we were eating, I heard a loud growl. I stopped for a moment and brush the thought off, thinking ''it was probably just my mind playing tricks on me'' with that I continued eating the delicious filled with umami sandwich. But then I heard it again. But this time it was longer like,


    Groowwll¡­


    Then stop. ''Okay, that''s definitely real, I swear I hear it!'' I thought. My mom seem to notice and asked me, so I just tell her what I hear. She widen her eyes for a moment looking surprised then laugh.


    I don''t understand why she was laughing but then she explained to me "It seem Little Lauren is hungry, no?''


    Lauren? there''s no one else here so¡­, that kid''s name is Lauren then? So his awake?


    Like a cue from my mom. Lauren laugh a bit and scratch the back of his head while saying "I''ve been found out huh?" and laughing a bit. He sat up and adjust his position.


    He breath for a while and ask me my parents about his parents condition. I was quite amazed, because usually a kid like him would panicked because he couldn''t see anything, but he was actually worried about his parents. Wow.


    Hearing that my parents told me to wait outside, AGAIN. I tried to retort but, alas, it was like usual, in vain.


    So I step out of the room like a good kid and waited for them to finished. I sat down on the nearest couch and just daydreamed about ''What if''s¡­''


    The clock was ticking, and seconds kept on passing by.


    I seriously don''t know what they were talking about, but still, we arrived here like ten o''clock, and right now the sun was already at the top of the hospital, so it''s been two hours, yes, TWO FRIKIN'' HOURS. ''What are they talking about? an entire story of a Hero''s journey or something?''


    Just as I was about to barge in, the door of the room opened, revealing a gloomy atmosphere. I want to ask but remembering the last time I ask a sensitif question, yeah, i think i can refrain myself from asking.


    The rest of the few hours was quite quiet, until my mom broke the silence by saying "Do you want an apple?" with a smile and took an apple from a basket and started peeling the skin off.


    I wanted to reject it so... bad, but, O'' dear mother made me eat it. I wanted to barf. But I just had to swallow it.


    The rest of the day was just talking about random stuff and laughing at weird jokes.

 2 Lorkhan Khorn

    Lauren will be discharge from the hospital few weeks before the school year start.


    Meanwhile I was in a dilemma. Why, did dad tell me, that Lauren was going to be my brother, just in a span of two- wait it''s only one, is it? well, in a span of ''that'' time, how could he decide that? i mean, his not an orphan YET you know! he still has his old man, even though his practically brain dead (no offense), His still biologically alive, right?.


    And guess what, magically, yes, MAGICALLY, the answere''s just ''Poof'' and appeared right in front of me. No it wasn''t technically a ''poof'' and a piece of paper appeared in front of me. It was more like, I accidentally heard my mom and dad''s conversation just a day after we went into the hospital. So in long story short, it goes something like this:


    Mom was talking to dad why he decided to adopt Lauren when he still has Bern (Lauren''s dad). Then dad told her something like "...Remember you going out not long after the discussion with the Doctor, to check on Little Lork?" my mom nodded in reply, then dad continued "Yes, just after you left, Bern woke up, But not for long, he just said to me ''Take care if Lauren for me, for a while'' or something like that then passed out again. So i thought why not just adopt him as our own-"


    That was what the story was like. and yes, I''m too lazy to remember all the story.So, after hearing the story I just couldn''t help but cringe at my dads remark, and yes, I still disagree with my old man for killing poor old Bern of. I mean what kind of friend is he? If I was Bern I would have made a hole on his stomach by now, Well not technically at least.


    Days flew by just like that.


    Lauren was discharged from the hospital. He had gotten use to being blind, But still needed help when walking at an unfamiliar place.


    I helped Lauren to get of the car as soon as we arrived at our or his (Lauren) new home.


    Nothing happened much, except the constant (Un-)helpful  words (which I prefer to use the word ''nonsense'' more) my mom and dad kept on bickering to make Lauren Comfortable, which made me ask myself "Are they trying to make him comfortable or just making him more nervous?"


    By the time I had enough, I drop Laurens baggage onto the couch and drag him (slowly enough so he doesn''t trip) in to my room on the second floor, while saying "Let him rest" to my still arguing parents, whose intention still on each other, arguing about how to make Lauren feel comfortable, Which doesn''t.


    I led Lauren to my bed so he could sit down. Then I closed the door behind me and sigh deeply, "Adults¡­, yare yare¡­"


    Then I noticed Lauren Giggling at me. I frowned "Why are you giggling?". he then answered simply by chuckling "Because your funny, hehe"


    I don''t understand, what does he mean by ''I''m funny''?.


    Like he understand what I was thinking, he explained to me "Your funny because your not acting like a kid like your age, usually kids in your age would have thrown a major tantrum to their parents for treating them like ghost'' sometimes or ignoring them, but your quite mature for your age, I''m really impressed!"


    Yeah, and I couldn''t help but asked the same to you, O'' dear wise Lauren, I mean aren''t you the same? I know your older, but were literally only THREE months apart. You know what, screw it! I seriously don''t know what the world has come into! Parent acting like a five year old, and a FIVE year old acting like an ADULT! Sigh, I seriously don''t know what to think or do anymore.


    Just as I was in my inner monologue, I felt a soft pat at my head. It was Lauren, He was patting my head, smiling "I always wanted a baby brother!"


    "D- I- My age isn''t much different than yours!" I retorted, while blushing slightly from the embarrassment. I mean- Ughhh, HAZUKASHII¡­, your only Three months older than me right? so there''s no much differences, right?


    And just like that, I was teased to no end by my New officially older brother. And like before, days passed by quickly. Soon it would be the new term of the first semester, where we both will be first grader students.


    ¡Á


    (Lauren''s Pov)


    After few months of being in a constant cooped up and monitored room, hospitalized. I was finally discharge.


    Now I''m currently inside the Khorn family''s car, moving to my new home to live with my Father and Mothers friend''s home. Don''t get me wrong I was indeed saddened when I heard the news concerning my biological parents. But hey, I have no deep attachment to them, that make me cry to the point crying my lungs out.


    But¡­, Being unable to see really took a toll out of me. It was dark, really dark. It was scary. It was pitch black, i couldn''t see anything, well i guess that''s what the definition of blind is (and again, no offense), It was really really scary.


    But then, I remembered.


    Back when I was hospitalized, bandage from head to toe, i could feel extreme pain all over my body. It stings, cold and hot mixed together like in a pot, my stomach felt like it was stirred to no end. It was painful. But then, I felt something.


    It was warm, comfortable, I could feel all the pain being washed away, Like they were never there before. I don''t know why, but, at that very moment I could really feel a slight concern voice inside my head. I don''t know who the owner of the voice was, but it was comforting, and soothing. I felt a connection.


    At that time I tried to scream to reach that voice, but my throat was dry, extremely dry, it was burning. ''I don''t care if I have to sacrifice my eyesight, my humanity or anything else, I just want to hear that voice again'' i cried internally.


    I guess at that time, I unconsciously wished for it, huh? So for the prised of meeting that voice again, my eyesight was the price.


    When i remembered that time when i cried, I look around the car and find Lork sleeping, I continued wandering around my thoughts.


    After that, the pain died down alot, I could hear clearly now. I heard the doctor''s conversation with someone or maybe two someones. After hearing the whole story, what I could think of was only ''I see so Mother has died and Father has the probability of never waking up again, huh? so I''ll be moving with this Khorn Family, then?''.


    I don''t know when but after that my thoughts was starting to drift off, and I fell asleep.


    The next day


    I don''t know where I was since everything was pitch black, but i know something, the smell of the place I''m currently in has a different scent from yesterday, which has a strong smell of antiseptic was know replaced with the smell of fresh air.


    I heard a door opened, but since I was to lazy at that time, I didn''t greet at whoever just entered.


    The people seem to thought that I was asleep, so I played that part nicely. Suddenly the voice that seem to belong from a middle age man said "He will be your new brother"


    I wanted to laugh so hard at that remark. ''Are you killing my dad of here, old man? If he heard this silly remark of yours, I''m quite sure he''ll stab himself.'' I laugh internally while keeping a neutral face on surface''.


    But after that i heard the same and soothing voice as before, he ask the old man about my parents condition. It seem to be¡­, a sensitive topic for them. I couldn''t help but Cringe, I mean, here I am the biological Son, and I didn''t even feel that remorseful, well I have to admit, I am weird. But, do you have to feel that sensitif?


    Then I noticed again, ''the same soothing voice?''. I jump silently realization, So that owner of the voice is going to be my little brother? Maybe sacrificing my eyesight was worth it.


    After a while, I could smell a freshly baked bread, or is this sandwich? whatever it is I couldn''t help but drool. Then my stomach unconsciously Growled, I was ashamed, how can my self control fall this much? But the shamefulness didn''t just finished there, my stomach let out another growl, but this time it was longer. I swear, he (The soothing voice) had heard it.


    "It seem Little Lauren is hungry, no?'' A female voice was heard this time. She had a calm, yet playful tone when she said it. Being found out, I laugh out a bit and scratch the back of my head "I''ve been found out huh?". I sat up then adjust my position. I calmed myself down so no one could hear my embarrassed voice. After that I asked them about my parents. Even though I already know, but wouldn''t it be weirder if I didn''t ask?


    I could hear the small gasp voice from two people telling me they were surprised? at my question, and the last one sounded amazed, and I say it was him who was amazed.


    I heard few debates on whether he should stay or not. And to be honest I was quite depressed when he had to leave. After he left I heard the full story, i tried my best to put on a sad face but that was all i was able to do. Their explanation was hard to grasp, it seem like they''re telling the story over and over again, but, since I already knew what happened, i just hear they''re story.


    Two hour passed when they finally finished the story. Someone opened the door and the boy came in. We didn''t with each other for a while until the female voice said something "Do you want an apple?" she ask, and by the way she speaks it seem she was smiling.


    After that I heard a peeling sound, and she distributed the apple to my hand. Not wanting to look strange I just ate it, While from time to time I could hear barfing sounds. But i decide to just shrug it of.


    During those days in the hospital, I found out the boy''s name was Lorkhan. Which was quite a strange name if I say so myself, So I prefer calling him what his parents call him, Lork. We never talk much, but we did have our own unique conversation''s, and everytime I wanted to go somewhere Lork would help me or is it escourt? well I prefer using the word Help so, he would always help me go there.


    Coming back to the present time, we finally arrived at the Khorn Family house. I could smell flowers here and there. Lork help me get of the car and help went inside the house. He led me to the couch and I sat there. He then went out again, judging by his footsteps.


    After he left his parents kept on asking me what I want, and to make myself feel comfortable. I appreciate the concern, but, your making me more and more uncomfortable, you know.


    Before I could calm the two arguing parents, I felt the small familiar hands hold onto my right arm and led me to somewhere else. He helped me went up the stair, and said "Let him rest" to the now still arguing parents.


    He led me to a bed? and let me sat down. He closed the door and mumbled "Adults¡­, Yare yare¡­"


    I couldn''t help but giggle a bit, because of his actions. He seem to noticed, and a displeased voice came out of him "Why are you giggling?" he asked me. I couldn''t help it okay! You''re to cutly matured, but since it will make him more mad I simply answered while chuckling a bit " Because your funny, hehe"


    He didn''t answer back, so I assume he was asking himself why I called him funny. So I explained "Your funny because your not acting like a kid like your age, usually kids in your age would have thrown a major tantrum to their parents for treating them like ghost'' sometimes or ignoring them, but your quite mature for your age, I''m really impressed!"


    I know I''m in no position to say that because from the information I gathered few weeks ago, I''m only older than him by Three months.


    I stood up and went to wherever his sound was last heard, it was hard since I had to struggle to not fall. Then when I feel i was nearing him, I pat him. At first I thought it was his shoulder, but when I touch him it seem the one I pat was his soft raven color hair. (Which he told me once before). I smiled when I touched his hair "I always wanted a baby brother!"


    "D- I- My age isn''t much different than yours!" He shuttered a bit, with that couldn''t help tease him a bit more. Then i thought ''Abusing my role as an Official older brother won''t hurt right?''


    Time quickly fly when your having fun. And the new term would start, making me and my little brother, first graders.

 3 Trouble first day

    (Lorkhan''s pov)


    Today we both became first graders. The thought that came into my mind when the word ''first day'' comes around was¡­ special. But then guessed what happened


    ~flashback few hours ago~


    The day was beginning


    The birds is singing


    The sun is shining bright


    And I could clearly feel my eyes twitching


    Why? Why? Easy! Ever since that kid, Lauren, came here. My life has became a living hell. He kept on teasing me. Weather it''s in the car, eating, playing, and even SLEEPING! I mean give me some mercy would you?


    He may be blind, but if you underestimate him. Ho ho¡­, you are digging your own grave Mister (Or Miss)!. That kid! Could hear you whispering from miles away. That kid has a sense of smell so strong, making everything he smells, a teasing material for me. (You know what I meant). His tounge is so sharp, one word from him could make you feel like you lost your tounge, two words from him could make you question your self ''Why am I alive again?''


    He also kept on teasing me "How small you are" or "You have alot lot of baby fats!".


    After hearing all of that I can only say three words to him, "how about you?" while raising an eyebrow, see only THREE WORDS! before getting uterly teased again. Hah¡­, O dear God, please have mercy on this poor soul.


    I mean, he''s only three centimeters taller than me. He also has alot of baby fats, so why¡­?


    Every morning he always wakes up first just to wake me up using a deadly attack. The tickle. And he won''t stop until I said "Ohayo" to him. And just because of that, my biological clock was now stuck on five o''clock, where Lauren was still asleep. And no matter how late I slept five O''clock was- Hm? It''s supposed to be great? Ohoho I think we''re not on the same page here. It may be great but I''m literally only five years well I supposed near six, but still can''t you give me a break?.


    Oh well, guess can''t dwuel on the past so much, huh? Either way, I''m currently on the car, on my way to school. Lauren was beside me humming a song which I don''t know, dad was at the front- driving, and mom was in the passenger seat beside him. It was nice, if it weren''t for the fact that Lauren still kept on Teasing me from time to time.


    After we arrived, mom help Lauren get of off the car, and help him get into the school''s front gate. Parents aren''t allowed beyond here, so it was my turn helping Lauren. Do I have to¡­? Sigh¡­


    I held Lauren''s right hand and led him to the school. I look back once more just to see My parents waved at us and drived to Who - Knows - Where. I sigh¡­


    As we went to the school, I could faintly felt hostile gazes on us. But when I look around, everyone else seems to be minding their own business, so I ignored it. Saying "It''s just your imagination'' to my self.


    The school wasn''t big nor small, it''s mostly a local school size. The class we''re devided to five classes and each class has fourty students. My and Lauren''s class is class C, year one.


    As we enter, the entire class''s eyes were at us. I could feel cold sweat dripping on my back. Gulp. Do they have to stare at us like that? ''I know Lauren''s blind, but do you have to stare at us like you just saw a monster?'' I taunted them inside my head.


    I spared a glanced to Lauren and see what his reaction was. After all, even I hate him so much, he''s still, technically my older brother. But my O'' my, why did I even cared about this teaser. He was smiling without a care for the world. I just want to facepalm myself right now.


    "Yare yare" I sigh under my breath.


    I led Lauren to a seat at the back, and hopefully no one will bother us. And thankfully not long after we arrived, the teacher came in. The teacher looked like she was in her late forties, few gray hair, and blue eyes. She introduced herself as Ms.Hearts, and that she would be our teacher.


    Class provided like normal until an unforgivable question appeared.


    (Lauren''s pov)


    The class was interesting, the teacher explained slowly so the students could understand easily. But then there was this question that I couldn''t help but be a little sad to hear.


    "Teacher, why is that blind kid here with us? Can''t he just learn somewhere else?" It was asked by, how the voice was heard, a girl. She sounded like she was a pure british, because of her accent.


    I moved my head towards where the sound appeared and opened my eyes. I want to asked her "Why?". But before I could ask her, few other complains appeared


    "What''s the matter? Angry?"


    "Haha, a Blind like him? Huh, he probably would only get angry at a wall!"


    "Haha, good one!"


    Do me being blind bother them alot?. As I was in the middle of questioning myself, I suddenly heard a loud footstep from beside me- running fastly towards the front.


    (lorkhan''s Pov)


    Alright! That''s it! That have CROSSED. THE. LINE.


    I ran towards the brats that bad-mouthed Lauren. I know he''s annoying-teaser-older brother, but he is still human, he deserve to be treated equally like us.


    And Before I knew it, I was already at the front of the kid. The teacher didn''t even bother to stop us, she just looked at us like it was a daily basis stuff. I punch the kids nose and send him falling to the ground.


    I ride on top of him and started punching him till he was unrecognizable. But sadly, before I could deliver him the final blow, the other students started attacking me too.


    I was punch at the gut and lower abdomen, then face and left shoulder. It was painful, really painful. I started to regret it. Why did I attacked them for Lauren? Why did I even bother?


    ~flashback ended~


    (Lorkhan''s pov)


    Regret. Regret was what I always feel. I have always regretted that time when I couldn''t- eh? What was that I regretted again?


    I am currently nowhere. It was dark. Did I fell unconscious after that barrage of attacks? Eh? What is this? It warm?.


    My eyes were still closed, but I could see someone. What I saw was a boy with brownish blond hair color, pale face, and bright blue eyes -as if I''m looking at the sky, it was Lauren. He was crying? But. This isn''t the Lauren I knew. This Lauren is much older.


    I shot opened my eyes. But this time it wasn''t the Lauren I saw before. It was the same Lauren I''ve been living with for the past few months. Closed eyes, brownish blond hair, and pale skin- and that annoying silly smile I always hated, but, for some reason I prefer this silly smile over that crying face he made.


    Wait- where am I?


    I jolted up to a seating position, and looked around. It was a white room with beds covered in white sheets. I think¡­-this is the medical room.


    "Oh! Are you awake?" Lauren asked. He was seating on a chair beside me. "Y-yeah" I shuttered.


    Not criticising but how did we get here?


    As if Lauren heard me, he answered my inner question "If your asking how we got here. It was a gentleman that help you get here. He said his name was¡­"


    "Ronald. Ronald Quinzy.nice to meet you!"


    It was a man over six feet, with dark brown hair, Amber eyes, and his skin was a bit tanned. He smiled at the both of us and continued "I''m your sports instructor. Don''t worry, I do not discriminate" he reassured us- or maybe, mostly to Lauren.


    I nodded at him and whispered to Lauren "You''re not hurt?" I asked him. But Boy O'' boy did I regret asking him. He gave me his signature smile and teased me yet again "Are you worried about me, my little cute brother~?". Ugh¡­., Seriously Lork? You just have to asked! I facepalm my inner self.


    "Since you are well, I shall take my leave then" Ronald informed us, then left.


    When I looked at the time, I saw that it was already past two in the evening. I drag the -still teasing Lork mode- Lauren and went to our house.


    (Lorkhan''s Pov)


    As we went home, we were greeted by silenced. I''m quite annoyed right now. Can''t they greeted us? Just how busy are they?.


    I led Lauren to the living rooms couch and went to look around the house, just to find nothing. I went towards the kitchen where the phone was. But it seem to be. Unneeded. On top of the phone there was a small note, saying.


    We''re going to overseas to meet an old friend. Don''t worry we''ll be sending letters often. Toddles!


    Mom and Dad


    I stared at the note for a few more seconds before laughing at myself "Are you SERIOUS?!?" I could feel my eyes twitching madly. The I crumbled the letter and went to the Living room.


    I went to the couch beside Lauren and slump down, before loudly announcing  "Guess we''ll be home alone for the next few days!" then sigh.


    "Where did they go?" Lauren asked me with a tilted head


    "Overseas to meet an old friend" I answered him not fixing my slump position.


    "I see" he answered simply


    I got up, and walk slumply and told Lauren "I''m going up first. This day is to tire some" then went up and enter my room.


    Lauren has a good memory, he already memorised the house structure so he doesn''t need my help inside the house anymore, for you information.


    As I enter the room, I took off my clothes and drop dead to my comfy bed.

 4 The letter and Diagonally pt.1

    (Lorkhan''s Pov)


    After the crazy first day. My view on the school drop drastically. The teacher never give a damn on the students and fights became a daily basis in school. For the first few fights, I always ended up in the infirmary, unconscious.


    But what made annoyed is, Everytime I''m unconscious, that Ronald guy was always so near to pick me up and deliver me to the infirmary''s door. Just thinking how perfectly timing he has, gives me shivers.


    But after a few rounds of beating, I could finally get used to the fight. Fights after fights, it became easier and easier, until I could beat those kids into pulp without getting a single scratch. But sadly, I couldn''t, Lauren would always threaten me that he would tell Mrs.Flickchered that I get into fights.


    To those who doesn''t know Mrs.Flickchered, let me tell you one thing! She is the most wonderful old lady You, yes you! could ever find. Heck! She is the only parental figure I  (maybe Lauren too) ever had!. Ever since first grade my Real parents always goes somewhere, only sending letters to tell us their situation, (I guess it could be worse). So her (Mrs.Flickchered)  finding out about my fights would be like¡­, Telling your love ones to suffer the consequences of your misdeeds. So, Nu-uh, I won''t take any chances.


    And thankfully, the battle field would come to an end (for now, hehe). Next year we would go to another school in the next town over, for our junior high school. At least I (we) don''t have to see those pricks anymore.


    But I had too say, during this past six years, weird things kept on happening- wait! Not just happening, appearing as well.


    Just a few years back, I met a nice ghost that tells me stories about the past, his name is Mr.Lockwick. He is a slender ghost with a transparent body (Which I guess all ghost has) curly hair and wore a comfy looking clothes, he is and will always look like a grandpa in his late fifties. And I also met a ghost kid that likes to throw tantrum''s and when she does¡­ Brr¡­! She will cry a mind-screaching scream. But that wasn''t the weird(est) part. Everytime I got injured I will always get in a top shape the next day. So it''s starting too freak me out a little.


    Well either way, stuff happens. And you know what! Lately I don''t give a damn about it. But there will be only one thing I hate the most, SUMMER! Scorching hot, painful, and dreadful summer.


    I''m currently on my bed, sweating. While holding a paper fan on one hand and a cold drinking bottle on the other. So hot¡­!


    And If you guys are curious about Laurens well being, well I say his no different from my current situation. Sweating, Feeling hot, and Sluggish.


    "Hey¡­Lork¡­, what do¡­you want to¡­do, today?" Lauren ask in a sluggish tone


    "Nothing¡­" I answered in the same manner "Just¡­.nothing¡­."


    "I see¡­"


    Why did you even ask the obvious question to begin with? As I was to continue my sluggishness, the door bell rang.


    Kring¡­.


    ''Do I have to¡­?'' I asked my self


    "Lauren you take it¡­" I told Lauren, but I was answered with silence "Lauren?" I got up and looked towards his location-


    Snore~


    He was faking sleep! How abvious! You were talking to me just a second ago, how can you be asleep that fast???


    "Why you little¡­" as I was about to grab that brats legs, I heard a voice called out to me


    "Lorkhan''s dear, it''s me!"


    It was Mrs.flickchered! I don''t know why but as I heard her voice, I could feel my face lighten up. I rushed down and opened the door "Grandma!" I smiled


    "Hello dear" She smiled back at me "I brought an apple pie, for you and Lauren, care to have some?"


    I frantically nodded my head and answered her question with a "Yes!"


    I opened the door widely and let her in. She went to the kitchen and started preparing the Pie she brought with her. Withought being called, Lauren suddenly appeared out of nowhere and took a slice, saying "Yummy!"


    Grr¡­., I frowned my eyebrows and asked him "I thought you were asleep" I smiled wryly at him, trying to hold my self to punch him in the- "I was faking it! You can''t tell?" He tilted his head, as if indicating he was not guilty.


    I looked at him with a deadpan face, and excuse my self for a moment and went to the backyard garden.


    I closed the door behind me and- (what happened next is a series of curses and swears. So I''m just going to sensor it and let your imaginations ran wild at what he would do, thank you)


    After I extinguish the flame, I led out a deep breath and went back inside to the kitchen. I was kind of relief that no one heard my cursing back there. I sat to an empty chair and ate the delicious apple pie.


    I had to say, Mrs.Flickchered''s cooking is definitely the best out there. The crust and the balance, the softness and the sweetness- So¡­ good¡­.


    Kring¡­.


    The doorbell rang again, but this time I went to the door withought complaining. What? if I didn''t go Mrs. Flickchered would and I would feel guilty for it, beside''s I''d do anything for her if she asked for it.


    After I opened the door, I saw an owl holding two letters on it''s beak. I took the letters with a questioning look to the owl. The owl didn''t move at all, instead it gave me a ''Hoo''. Then I heard a voice behind me "Gave him this" it was Mrs.Flickchered.


    I took the weird bronze coin like thing she was holding and gave it the owl, which the later flew off to who knows where.


    "How did you know?" I asked her


    "You''ll in a few more moments" She smiled to me and told me to get back inside.


    After we arrived at the kitchen table. Mrs. Flickchered told me opened the letter and so I did


    "HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY


    Headmaster. ALBUS DUMBLEDORE


    (Order of Merlin, First class, Grand Sorc, Chief Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed, of Wizards)


    Dear Mr. Glinderlyn,


    We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.


    Term begins on first of september. We await your Owl no later than Thirty-first of July.


    Yours sincerely,


    Minerva McGonagall, Deputy headmistress."


    I look upwards to ask Mrs.Flickchered, but- I never expected this. Lauren''s face was gleaming with excitement while Mrs. Flickchered''s was just genuinely happy.


    Alright, now I''m confused.


    "How about the other one?" Lauren ask me. I''m still confused but I still opened it nonetheless. After I opened it, I answered his curiosity "The same, but with my last name. So care to explain?"


    Why did I expect so much from him¡­? Instead of answering my curiosity, he added it.


    "We''re excepted! We''re accepted to Hogwarts!" He cried out loud.


    I look at him with a confused look while I cried internally ''Why? Why are you teasing me all the time?'' I know he''s not teasing me right now, but, I couldn''t help but feel like his teasing me to the core.


    (Third pov)


    Just as Lork was feeling sorry for himself, Mrs. Flickchered, giggled at the sight and explained to Lork what Hogwarts is and other stuff connected to it. Like Witch and Wizards, Quidditch, Animagus, and other similar stuff.


    Lork''s eyes were shining as she explained. But his excitement didn''t stop there.


    "Why not we go to Diagonally first thing tomorrow?" She ask the two kids in front of her.


    Lauren just said yes, but Lork was nodding his head like a woodpecker. Mrs. Flickchered laugh at Lork behavior silently.


    The next day


    As the morning came, Lork woke up and scratch his messy Raven colored hair, yawning. He then proceed and took a short shower, and he wore a white shirt coupled with a beige color shorts. As he went down the stairs, His violet eyes were lock onto A figure.


    She had Platinum blond hair with green eyes, and she was wearing a green shirt matching her eyes and red pants. She was standing there, beside the chimney.


    "Lorkhan dear?" Mrs. Flickchered called out to the dazed Lork "Let''s get going"


    Lork shook his head and answered Mrs. Flickchered "Yes, coming!" But when his sight went to the right of the chimney- she was gone. So Lork shrug it off, saying ''just your imagination''.


    When he went down, he saw Lauren was already ready, waiting for Lork- wait! correction, he was Ready to tease Lork. "What took you so long? Daydreaming about your Girlfriend?" he smirked, which Lork only answered him at his antics with "No, but maybe you''re daydreaming about your boyfriend" Lork took the baffled Lauren''s hand and went outside where Mrs.Flickchered park her car. Lauren never expected Lork to- to GET him back at his own teasing. "Boyfriend! Haha, good one Lil bro!" He laugh it off before entering Mrs.Flickchered''s car.


    Later, they arrived at a pub that has a writing of Leaky cauldron. Lork was fidgeting with excitement, tailing Mrs.Flickchered''s back. As they entered the Pub, Lork saw many weird people wearing robes, turbans, and pointy hats. His eyes were glimmering with excitement, his head was turning left and right. Feeling his brother movements, Lauren couldn''t help but let out a small  giggle.


    Mrs.Flickchered led them to a wall. She then tapped the bricks three times with her fingers, and suddenly the walls moved, creating a door. Lork let out a small yet audible ''Wow!'' with wide eyes.


    "Welcome to Diagonally my adorable little brother!" Lauren pat Lork''s hair, making a mess out of it.


    Mrs. Flickchered didn''t said anything but chuckled at the young Lorkhan

 5 The letter and Diagonally pt.2

    "Welcome to Diagonally my adorable little brother!" Lauren pat Lork''s hair, making a mess out of it.


    Mrs. Flickchered didn''t said anything but chuckled at the young Lorkhan


    Mrs. Flickchered asked Lork for the requirements that they needed, and so Lork, took out the parchment and read it loud enough so Mrs. Flickchered and Lauren could hear it


    "HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY UNIFORM


    first year students will require:


    Three sets of plain work robe (black)


    One plain pointed hat (black) for a wear


    A pair of protective gloves (Dragon hide or something similar)


    One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)


    please note that all pupil''s cloths shall carry name tags


    COURSE BOOKS


    all students have a copy of each following of the following;


    The standard book of spells (grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk


    A history of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot


    A beginners'' guide to transfiguration by Emetic Switch


    One thousand magical herbs and fungi by Phyllida Spore


    Magical drafts and Potions by Arunius Jingger


    Fantastic beast and where to find them by Newt Scamander


    The Dark Force: A guide to self protection by Quentin Timble


    OTHER EQUIPMENT


    Wand Cauldron (Pewter, standard size 2) set


    Glass or Crystal Phials


    Telescope set


    Brass scales


    Students may also bring an Owl OR a cat OR a Toad.


    PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED TO BRING THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK"


    (Lorkhan''s Pov)


    After i finished reading it, Lauren mumbled "I really want to get my wand first. But I guess gringotts come first, huh?" barely audible


    As we went to the place called Gringotts, that Lauren mumbled before. I saw People with with robes, cloaks, mask, pointed hat, turbans, and many many more was seen on this very street. Stores which sells things that weren''t sold in your everyday stores. Different small and big Critters, birds, cats, and many more.


    But my eyes were locked on a single creature. It had orange, yellow, brown and white feather on its body, tail as long as its own body hawk like claws, and sharp looking beak. It was beautiful.


    "Lork what are you looking at?" Lauren ask me


    Crap. I forgot he was here.


    "N- nothing! Let''s get going!" I pulled Lauren''s hand and went to where Mrs. Flickchered was


    Mrs. Flickchered stop in front of a large building painted in white. As we went inside, i widen my eyes. The ones who was working here wasn''t human-witch-nor-wizards! They- THEY''RE GOBLINS!


    "Go to one of the counters" Lauren whispered to my ear, I only nodded and went to the closest counter.


    After we arrived, I told Lauren and he went up front


    "Good morning" said Lauren "We''re to take some money from the Glinderlyn family safe"


    The Goblin took its eye of whatever he was working on and asked Lauren in a slow tone "You have the key, Sir?"


    "Ah! yes"


    Lauren took out a small silver-blue key with difficult designs on it. The goblin took it, and examine it for a while then said "Alright, I will get someone to get you to down, GRIPHOOK!" he yelled.


    "Oh, and also the Khorn family safe sir" Mrs.Flickchered added


    Eh? I have my own family save? Wait does that means I''m also a wizard?'' Questions kept on appearing on my head faster than the answers it self. I know i''m being paranoid- or whatsoever, but, my head feels like it''s about to explode any minute now.


    "The key?" the Goblin asked once more


    "Here" Mrs. Flickchered took out a blackish-red kid from her pouch and gave it to the Goblin. After some- time the Goblin finished examining the key, a Goblin appeared and escorted.


    After few twist and turns, We finally reached it the safe. In Front of a safe colored in silver-blue like the key, there was a series of numbers ''739''. Griphook then asked for the key and opened the safe.


    In front of us, was a stash of gold, silver, and bronze, Piled up to a mountain. I nearly forgot to breath when I saw that stack- I mean who wouldn''t? Mrs.Flickchered waited inside the cart and told me to help Lauren, and so I did.


    Lauren took out a pouch from his pants pockets and started taking the gold and put it into the pouch. Strangely, the pouch look''s didn''t change much- What the hell is that?


    "This is called Galleons" Lauren started speaking suddenly


    Wait, wait, wait!!! Why are you suddenly started explaining? What this is a currency? Isn''t this pure gold?. My head was- once more, filled with new knowledge that made my head throbs.


    After Lauren finished taking his gold--ehem- Galleons, he stood up and told me he was done. I went towards the cart and Griphook closed the safe and started the cart again. But this time the twisty turns wasn''t a lot. Just a few bents and turns we arrived at a safe colored in black-red like the key Mrs. Flickchered showed the Goblins.


    What I didn''t expect was, instead of the pile of gold- Galleons I expected when the fault was opened, it was more of a artifact room. Trophies, Swords, Jewelry, and many more. Lauren and Mrs. Flickchered went of the cart and told me to stay here. Why??? Isn''t that my family''s? So why can''t I come?


    Well¡­,


    It''s not like this is the first time


    They often went on their own and left me behind¡­


    Don''t pity me! It''s not like I care¡­


    Uwaaaaahhhh!!!!!........... Gahhhhhh!!!!!!!


    No matter how many time this had happened this is still frustrating!!!!!!


    Hmph! Well Lorkhan doesn''t care anymore!


    (Third pov)


    With folded hands, in front of his chest. Lork was throwing a self tantrum. Meanwhile the rest didn''t even notice Lork''s behaviour.


    After a long while, Mrs. Flickchered and Lauren was finally back. Then Lauren gave Lor a small pouch filled with ten Galleons for "his Allowance" and since he couldn''t be trusted Lauren would hold the rest.


    Hearing that word, Lork just slump back and cried internally "Ah¡­, I don''t care anymore¡­. Wuwuwu¡­." with that¡­, [Pokemon Lorkhan is unable to battle].


    Going back to their previous path, they finally reach the surface once more.


    "So where do you want to go first?" Mrs. Flickchered asked


    "Ollivander!" Lauren said eagerly "Ollivander''s first!"


    "Ollivander''s it is than" Mrs. Flickchered smiled, leaving Lork behind with an additional questions on his mind "What the heck is Ollivander''s" shaking his head left and right, he followed the two from behind. When they got there, there was a text ''Ollivanders: makers of fine Wands since 382 BC''. Lork send out a deadpan face, ''Why not?''. As they enter the shop, they were greeted by boxes and boxes that were stack on top of each other on each wall.


    "Good morning"


    Lork jolted up a bit before calming down. He was somehow a bit used to it by now, even if he still got surprised from time to time. Soon An old man with glasses appeared behind the counter, "Ah! It''s nice to see you again Mr. Glinderlyn, Mrs. Flickchered" he  greeted them "And Mr¡­."


    "Khorn, my name is Lorkhan Khorn" Said Lork nervously


    "I see¡­" the old man nodded in understanding, then ask "Are you here for your wands?"


    "Yes" Lauren said, then pulled his right arm out, which made the old man chuckled "You always know what I''m thinking, one step ahead of me"


    The old man started measuring Laurens hand, arm, heigh, etc. After his done, he took out a Box "Twelve inch, Dragon heartstring, and Elderwood" and hand the wand to Lauren, but nothing happened.


    "Ten inch, Unicorn hair, Mahogani" no reaction. The old man kept on giving Lauren Wand after wands, until "I wonder¡­" he took out a silver box with A dragons engravings "Maple and Dragons ash, Twelve inch. Good for offense"


    There was spark, then that spark grew larger and larger until it created a boom. The whole place was filled with constellations, Pegasus, Aquila, Hydra, Perseus, and many more. The old man nodded his head, murmuring "good good" than faced Lork "Now, give me your wand hand"


    Lauren whispered to Lork what he should do, and Lor extended his left hand. The old man started to measuring him too like Lauren, but didn''t just gave Lork random wands "Hmm¡­ I wonder¡­ could it be?" he murmured.


    He went back to the storaged and took out a box with rose engravings


    "That wand Mr. Glinderlyn used was from his ancestor, That wand was trusted to me. So maybe this would be yours" He gave a wand to Lork. Unlike Lauren''s wand that was light in color, his was a bit of a reddish in color "Rosewood and Phoenix tear, Eleven inch"  he hand over the wand to Lork.


    As Lork touched it, The whole room was once more covered with constellations, but this time, it was more beautiful, and at the center of the scenario, two fish appeared. One was black in color with White fins, while the other was White in color with Block fins.


    Ollivanders eyes widen, never in his entire career he saw a phenomena like this, especially the reaction was created when both of them was holding the wand. He smiled. And there was only one word that came out of his mouth "Thank you" no one in the room was able to hear, except Lork that was beside him at that moment.


    After paying the wand. Lauren went all over Diagon Alley and drag Lork and Mrs. Flickchered with him. By the end of the day They somehow manage to find all of the requirements and was sent back by Mrs. Flickchered. They said their goodbyes. After that, Lork led Lauren to the living room saying "I''m sleeping" and went up stairs to his bed, and drop dead.


    Today was a headache for him.


    (Lorkhan''s Pov)


    LET . ME . SLEEP

 6 king Cross

    (Lauren''s pov)


    A went by since we went to Diagon Alley. To be honest, I don''t know what happened at Ollivander''s. But every time I ask it to Lork he always said "Just a sight to behold" and shut his mouth at my bombarding questions.


    Ho ho~ I wonder if he regretted that action. Fufufu¡­~


    Wanna know? Hihi~ let''s just say, I pranked, teased, and annoyed him 24/7. But sadly. Which is to my own disappointment, his lips were shut tight. but, Dang. I never knew he was such a secret keeper!. No matter how I teased him, his lips was unmoveable!.


    Oh well. Lets just see how his¡­..week, would be? Hehehe¡­


    (Lorkhan''s Pov)


    ''Hachii!'' I wipe my runny nose with the tisu in front of me ''Is someone thinking badly of me right now?'' Shaking my head I closed my eyes for a second and opened again focusing on the material for the school year at that ''Hogwarts''.


    I''m currently reading ''One thousand magical herbs and fungi''. I never knew such plants existed before. Mandrakes, Devil snare, Leaping toadstools, and many more. Especially Mandrakes, in the book there was only words so I can''t really picture it, but, by how the description says -It won''t be pretty.


    I shook my head again. All this learning is hurting my head, especially Lauren''s constant teasing. Brr¡­~ just remembering it gives me the hibby-jibbies. He knew, he knew that I hated zombies above all else, so why-


    .......


    Right..., why did I even bother to ask, because his Lauren, of course!. Zombie poster''s -which I think he drew himself, what? He may be (blind) but his good at drawing you know! He just used ink and his index finger and ''Boom!'' finished- everywhere, weird and creepy moans from the kitchen¡­, and¡­. and¡­.


    You know what? Screw it. I closed my eyes and lay back to my bed. I just hope nothing bad will happen in the that so called school of wizards. sigh~


    (Third pov)


    Weeks pass by, Lork and Lauren is currently inside Mrs. Flickchereds car and was on the way to Kings cross station. Their journey was smooth as a silk, nothing happen.


    After they arrived Lork took a trolly and put all of their (Lork and Lauren) trunks there. After finishing that task, Mrs. Flickchered then asked "What platform was it again?"


    "Nine three-quarter" Lork answered, then pondered "Is there even a platform like that?"


    "If it could be seen easily, it wouldn''t be a wizard train now would it?" Lauren smirked


    Lork put on a deadpan face, saying ''Are you seriously still hold that grudge? Sigh''


    "Let''s go now, shall we?" Mrs. Flickchered ask, smiling.


    "Ah yes, coming!" Lork answered her pulling Lauren''s hand on his left and pushed the trolly at the other.


    Mrs. Flickchered led towards a platform between nine and ten and told Lork "Look carefully" and so he did.


    He opened his eyes widely and saw Mrs. Flickchered disappeared from the wall. "Come on what are you waiting for?" Lauren ask, smiling to Lork who was behind him, pulling his hand. Just like that the two also disappeared from the muggle''s eyes, along with their Trolly and Belongings.


    (Lauren''s pov)


    I grip Lork''s hand and pulled him where Mrs. Flickchered''s voice was last heard.


    I may look like I''m smiling, but the truth is, I''m really scared. Being blind isn''t easy,


    It''s scary,


    It''s dark,


    And when those two words came into my mind- no no! You have to do this Lauren, it''s not that scary¡­ right?.


    After I ran, I could feel slight tingles on my skin, ''Oh we already pass!'' I tought. I could faintly feel Lork''s hand- sweating.


    "A- Wha? What just happened?" Lork''s asked me stagering


    "Pfft- hahaha!" this little brother of mine is just too hilarious! I nearly forgot the feelings of insecurities earlier "This is platform nine three-quarters, either way, welcome to the wizarding train!"


    (Lorkhan''s pov)


    "This is platform nine three-quarters, either way, welcome to the wizarding train!" After Lauren finished his sentence, I looked around and found many people- mostly childrens, carrying big trunks like us, some even brought owls, cats, or toads with them!


    Alright. I know I have ask this before but, What is ''Hogwarts'' really.


    I saw Mrs. Flickchered in front of a cabin, and went there. "It seem I would be seeing you two in christmas then?" she said giving us her usual gentle smile.


    After she said that we said a few more goodbye''s and I led Lauren to one of the empty compartments.


    The compartment was quite spacious, it would fit at least six people at most. After Lauren sat at on of the chair, I put all of the trunks to the cabin and sat in front of Lauren.

 7 Train

    (Lorkhan''s pov)


    Beneath a starry sky. I saw a boy with dark greasy color hair and Dull violet eyes, seating. His attention was at the sky above his small head. His gaze was empty, as if no life was inside that eyes of his, like a dead fish.


    "Sweetie, can you come down here, dear?"


    A female voice Rang out, breaking of the trance of the boy. I watch as he stood up and brushed off his beige color pants from the dust that was on the floor he was seating on. He turn back and went to the door that was illuminated with a blinding light.


    I don''t know why, but, I followed him.


    As he entered, I saw four people, two woman and two man. One of the woman has blond waist length hair, fair skin, and sapphire color eyes. Beside her was a man seemingly to be her husband, as one of his hand was wrapping around her waist. He has dark raven colored hair, brown eyes, and Porcelain like skin. And in front of them was a couple with dark ebony color hair and Bright blue eyes.


    ''Ah, those eyes, were just like his'' I pondered for a while ''His? who was ''he''?.


    "Bel, come and seat with us!"


    The Blond haired woman, who seemed to be his mother, called out again. He complied and went to where they were seating. He took a sandwich and ate it. The couples was talking to each other until a voice broke out "Mommy when are you finished?"


    I move my head and lock my eyes on a boy that doesn''t seemed to have reach the age of five. He has neatly cut- wavy brownish blond hair, His eyes were as clear as the sky, and skin was pale yet looked healthy and soft. He was rubbing his eyes with his hand.


    "Oh, your awake"


    ¡Á¡Á¡Á


    I shot my eyes wide open. ''what¡­. was that dream?''. I focused my hazy eyes and found Lauren in front of me, sleeping.


    He looked peaceful, his porcelain like skin had a tinge of blush at the corner of his eyes, his brownish blond hair was slightly fluttering because of the wind from the opened window above his head- wait, window?(1)


    Oh, right. We were going to Hogwarts, and now we are in the Train, heading towards the school. Ugh, but seriously, what was that dream- Eh? Was that even a dream? It felt, so¡­. Real¡­.


    I look around again and found two strangers, one beside Lauren and the other beside me. ''Who are these?'' I asked myself.


    One that was beside Lauren was a boy with wild red hair, deep brown eyes, and freckles all over his face. The one that was beside me was also a boy, but his appearance was more like of a noble than the Red haired boy. His long platinum blonde hair was tied to a ponytail at the back of his head with a red ribbon, Emerald green eyes, and a smooth looking skin.


    As I was observing them. The Red haired kid seems to notice me and smiled at me meekly "H- hello¡­," he shuttered a bit. The ponytail boy also seemed to noticed me, with a pat at my back (A really heavy one at that, almost made me choke from my own saliva) he gave me a bright smile, showing his white teeth


    "Oh, Your awake! I know it''s late, but, your Brother over there already introduced you to us, so, Let me introduce myself, my name is Elliot Kinsfolk, and this is Jack Shern, nice to meet you, Lorkhan!"


    "Nice to meet you" Jack repeated Elli''s words, softly.


    "Y- yeah, same to you¡­" I replied "But Lork is fine"


    "Okay, Lork then!" Elli smiled cheekily. Eh? Is it just me, or his smile looked like a certain someone when his planning something.


    Knock knock


    A knock from the door was heard. I turn my head and saw a- what seems to be a upperclassmen. She had Red hair and deep brown eyes just like Jack. She then proceed to open the door and greet us


    "Yo! First years, better prepare yer self and get dressed to the school uniform. We''ll be reachin'' Hogwarts in few hours" she look around and stop her gaze at Jack "Hope you''ll be in Gryffindor lil'' Bro and good luck, don''t let the teacup dragons bit'' yer tongue!"


    After finishing her piece, she closed the door giggling lightly.


    I blinked my eyes for a couple of times before blurting out "what was that?" Then move my line of sight from the door towards Jack in reflex


    Jack fidgeted for a while before apologizing to us (?) in his meek, barely Audible voice "Sorry about that, my sister likes to joke around- but I really hope she''s lying about the teacup dragon" he mumbled the last part


    With firm grip, Elli held Jack''s shoulder, which the later just sat there stiffly, and asked "Is your sister a prefect?" he asked excitedly, with stars in his eyes.


    "Y- yeah¡­"


    "Cool~!!!" Elli clapped his hands together and look towards the ceiling of the compartment with eyes full of stars- getting on the boat, which I think, to Dreamland.


    "I think we really should change to our uniform right now" Jack suggested


    "Right!" Elli nodded his head and took his trunk which was on top of him, on the shelf.


    Jack and I also took our own trunks and change. For Lauren¡­., I only took his robe and put it on his lap.


    I went back to my seat and took the ''history of magic'' book out.  I was never a fan of reading history. But¡­ for the sake of not failing the class¡­.


    What? I almost fail at grade six alright! And it''s all because of mathematics and History. And about those works Lauren forced me to do because of failing¡­, I''d rather take the ''baby -sitting'' instead of that Hellish torture. (2)


    With a gulp, I open the book and opened the first page.


    *Shing*  A bright light appeared in front of me(3)


    (Third pov)


    One Chap later¡­


    With white eyes and -what it seems to be- a ghost escaping from his mouth, Lork slumped down on his chair, gaining Elli''s and Jack''s weird look.


    "You okay?" Elli asked worriedly "You looked like you just went into a life and death battle¡­"


    Laughing dryly, Lork fixed his position and shrugged his shoulder.

 8 Train V.2

    @@


    (Lauren''s pov)


    Not long after we enter the compartment, I heard Lork''s breath became slower and slower. ''Is he sleeping?'' I asked myself. I waved my hands in front of myself and didn''t hear anything.


    "so he''s asleep after all" I mumbled


    *Knock knock


    I heard a soft knock from the compartment''s door as it slowly opened. "Hello is this compartment full?" A meek voice asked


    "No, only he and I are here" I pointed myself and to where Lork''s snores was heard. The voice gave out a small and- "Great, so excuse us then!" A loud cheerful voice rang. I raised the eyebrows above my closed eyes and moved the direction of my head towards the voice.


    "Coming through!" The loud voice said, as I heard the sound of loud thumping from the wooden flooring.


    "Sorry about that" the meek voice apologized


    "No problem" I nodded my head and smiled


    "I know it''s late but My name is Jack and he is Elliot- "Elli!" ¡­."


    The loud voice interrupted the Meek sounding voice before he could finished. "...yeah, I hope we could be acquaintance?" Jack said unsurely


    "Sure" I smiled


    I turned my head towards the cool object beside me and leaned towards it.


    ''Ah, I kinda miss Hogwarts, but¡­., will it still be the old Hogwarts I knew?~. I wonder if that old coon is still there? Seating on that dusty shelf


    Or That old cottage at the borders of the forest, I wonder if it''s still intact


    Or maybe the nice lake lady that always shares weird stories about her deceased husband


    Or, or¡­


    Sigh¡­, well, I can see them soon enough.'' I laugh dryly ''Yeah (See)....'' I took a deep breath and asked myself ''Why did I lose my eyesight again? That time, I was sure everything went well, so why¡­? Fuck. This is annoying¡­. Just forget it Idiot.''


    I don''t know why, but, I fell asleep after that. The dark world surrounding me started to dissipate and replaced with an even more darker world. Darkness¡­, darkness was¡­. Everywhere.@@

 9 Hogwarts; the sorting

    (Lorkhan''s pov)


    After A long journey by train, My back and neck felt like it would crack. and I felt a bit nauseous for some reason. Was it the reading? Yes! That''s got to be it.


    I held Lauren by his left arm and help him get of the train. But as soon as we got out, my eyes widen. I saw a sea of students, all wearing the school uniform. I couldn''t even find Jack and Elli who had went before us not long ago. Then again, what made my eyes widen wasn''t that. I saw a giant figure, stood out from the rest.


    He was more than two meters high, he has thick bushy brown beard and hair, and wore an overcoat. He was holding a lantern at one of his hand


    "C''mon, follow me-- anymore firs'' years? Mind yer step now! Firs'' year Follow'' me!" he yelled, moving his free hand to gesture us to follow him.


    We went to narrow and dark pathways. I don''t know what serounds us but, I suppose it''s a forest. And strangely I also heard few sniffles far from the front. ''A kid crying?'' I asked myself ''I guess this place is quite spooky, huh?''.


    Then I shrugged my shoulders, remembering those days where I had to babysit a certain Tantrum-throwing Ghost nearly every day.


    After a few More turns¡­


    "Ye'' all get yer firs'' sight o'' Hogwarts in a sec" the big man called over his shoulder "just'' round this bend here."


    I couldn''t see clearly, but after hearing a series of "Oooooh!" from the students at front, I''m guessing it''s something amazing?.


    "No more''n four to a boat!" the man called out. I squeeze myself to the front and saw him, pointing towards the fleet of little boats that was seating by the shore. One by one the students scattered and went into the boats.


    I also went towards the remaining boat and step inside. It was quite shaky, so I need to put some effort to help Lauren get into the boat.


    "Everyone in?" The man shouted, already in his own boat "right then--FORWARD!"


    The boat started moving.


    With widen eyes, every single student was silent throughout the way, staring at the great Castle over their head.


    "Heads down!"


    The man yelled as the first boat came near to a cliff. We all bent down. I reflexly smirked a bit, as I peak my eyes to Lauren, waiting to see what kind of expression his face would make. But what happened next blew all of my fantasies. He''s face was as calm as a untouched lake.


    ''What did you expect, Lorkhan? Of course that brother of yours is like that!'' I sigh


    After a long while, we went out of the dark tunnel and clambered out onto rocks and pebbles.


    "Oy, You there! Is this your toad?" the man asked while checking the boats


    "Trevor!" Cried a kid with pale-round face, holding his hands out.


    We then proceed, walking towards a flight of stone steps.


    "Ouch!"


    ''Hm? What was that sound?'' I look to my right and saw few strands of Lauren''s hair caught onto a branch of a dead tree. ''Oh sh*t'' I cursed ''I forgot he was with me''.


    I tried to untangle it, but it seem¡­ I made it worse.


    "Lork~ stop! it hurts¡­" Lauren whined.


    I quickly scanned the area and found what I needed. I took it and held it using my sleeves so I don''t get cut. ''Well Lauren, at least I tried.'' I said to myself internally, in a sorry not sorry tone ''Sorry bro, but I''m cutting it.'' I cut the hair as swiftly as I could so he doesn''t notice a thing, and hopely it stays that way.

 10 Hogwarts; the sorting P.2

    (Lorkhan''s pov)


    Arriving in front of a giant wooden door, Hagrid knock onto the door,


    "The firs'' years, Professor McGonagall," Hagrid said.


    "Thank you, Hagrid. I will take them from here." Said the Professor, then she proceed to opened the entrance door widely.


    When we enter the room, it was¡­. How do I say it? It was Spectacular. Large stone walls were lit by thousand and thousands of torches. The ceilings was so high up, it was hard to say how high it was. Long and short stairs alike was made out of sparkling marble, facing them led to the upper stairs. I look around and saw the student were all to amazed to even payed attention to where they were going, some even got slapped by a moving pillar.


    We followed the Professor across the flagged stone floor. When we got close enough I could hear the loud roars of cheering and the like, behind the gigantic wall in front of us.


    The Professor stopped and turn around facing us.


    "Welcome to Hogwarts" she said "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory, and spend free time in your house common room." she stop for a moment to scan the entire student, then continued "The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rulebreaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours" she turn back then said over her shoulder "The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting." Then she proceed in leaving the chamber. I couldn''t see it for sure nor prove it, but I swear I saw her smirking at the few of us students. But since it wasn''t me nor Lauren, I guess I could care less.


    As we were waiting, I could hear one of the student with red hair conversing with another student with glasses


    "How exactly do they sort us into the houses?"


    "Some sort of a test, I think. Fred said it hurts a lot but I think he was joking"


    The glass kid gave out a horrible jolt.


    Test was it? If that''s the case, what kind of test? He (Lauren) would be able to do it right?


    As I was in deep thoughts, I heard few screams from behind. I turned my head only to find somewhere around twenty ghost''s, White pearly ghost''s.


    "Forgive and forget, I say, we ought to give him a second chance--"


    "My dear Friar, haven''t we give peeves all the chances he deserves? He gives us all a bad name and you know, he''s not even a ghost-" he paused and took notice of us "I say what are you all doing here?"


    I was already used to it, but it doesn''t seem to be the case for most of the students. I looked back and saw Their face was as pale as the ghosts. I wanted to laugh, but remembering the past where I first met Mr. Lockwick, well let''s just say, My reaction¡­., It was far worst.


    Nobody answered the ghost


    "New students!" One of the ghost says "About to be sorted I suppose?"


    I move my head to where Lauren was to ask what I should do, but, who would have thought, he was trying his best to hide himself. ''Is he that afraid of ghosts?'' I ask myself


    "Hope to see you in Hufflepuff!" said the ghost "My old house you know." as he quickly pass through the solid door.


    "Move along now," Said the professor after returning to the chamber "The Sorting Ceremony is about to start."


    "Now, form a line," Professor McGonagall told us, first years "and follow me."


    And so we did. I hold Lauren''s hand and led him to the rest was going to. As we went inside the giant door, we (first years) became the center of attention of every student and professor there.


    When i look around I saw four tables where the students was seating. Each table had their own uniform, A Red, Green, Blue, and Yellow.


    While I was on my own fantasy, a suddenly loud voice became audible, singing, making me break out of my daydream- or is it night dream now, since it''s already night, Err bad pun? Oh  well.


    "Oh, you may not think I''m pretty,


    But don''t judge on what you see,


    I''ll eat myself if you can find A smarter hat than me.


    You can keep your bowlers black,


    Your top hats sleek and tall,


    For I''m the Hogwarts Sorting Hat And I can cap them all.


    There''s nothing hidden in your head The Sorting Hat can''t see,


    So try me on and I will tell you Where you ought to be.


    You might belong in Gryffindor,


    Where dwell the brave at heart,


    Their daring, nerve,


    and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;


    You might belong in Hufflepuff,


    Where they are just and loyal,


    Those patient Hufflepuff is are true And unafraid of toil;


    Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,


    if you''ve a ready mind,


    Where those of wit and learning,


    Will always find their kind;


    Or perhaps in Slytherin You''ll make your real friends,


    Those cunning folk use any means To achieve their ends.


    So put me on! Don''t be afraid!


    And don''t get in a flap!


    You''re in safe hands (though I have none) For I''m a Thinking Cap!"


    The students that were on the seats was clapping so hard, making my ears ring. Meanwhile, us first years were rather confused on what just happened. And I bet what they were thinking was ''Was that a talking hat?'' or ''Did that hat just talk?''. Yeah, I know what you guys are feeling. That was what I also thought when I first know about all of this fiasco.


    But outside of my expectation, the students (first years) also break into applause not long after the older student started theirs.


    ''Haha¡­ why do I wanna hide in a hole for some reason?'' I felt ashamed and idiotic, how could I compare myself with this Wizard and Witch born (purebloods)


    The hat then bowed towards the four table and became still again.


    After that the Professor called out "When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted," she said.


    "Abbott, Hannah!"


    A girl with blond-twin pigtails came upfront a sat on the chair, wearing the dusty old hat


    Not long, the hat talked once more- screaming "Hufflepuff!". The yellow table clapped as she sat there.


    "Bones, Susan!"


    "Hufflepuff"


    "Boot, Terry!"


    "Ravenclaw"


    This time the blue table clapped


    "Brocklehurst, Mandy!"


    "Ravenclaw"


    "Brown, Lavender!"


    Oh there''s someone that finally went to the Red table


    "Bulstrode, Milicent"


    Ohh, now there''s a green one too!


    "Flinch-fletchley, Justin!"


    "Hufflepuff"


    Another yellow, hmm, is the yellow popular or something? Or is it the others has high standards?


    "Finnigan, Seamus!"


    "Griffindor


    "Glinderlyn, Lauren!"


    ''Ah, it''s his turn.'' I thought to myself. Well, how to make this seem as natural as possible?


    As I was in my own monologue, Lauren seems to have found a way. He took out a wooden cane, out of nowhere, and started walking like he owns the place. He put on the hat, but it was like the previous one, it took sometime.

 11 The Sorting P3 + Houses V1

    (Lauren''s pov)


    "Glinderlyn, Lauren!"


    ''Oh, It''s finally my turn!'' I thought to myself. With a flick on my wrist, I took out the cane that I bought when we were visiting Diagonally.


    Clack clack


    The sound of the wooden cane and the floor colliding. But when it come to the stairs¡­, it wasn''t that easy. But I somehow managed.


    ''This stench'' my nose picked up a familiar scent, I couldn''t help but smirked ''Ah! So the old man is still here huh?''


    I went forward, took the dusty oldman, sat on the wooden chair (which I nearly fell) and put ''him'' on my head.


    "Hello old man'''' I muttered "Long time no see!"


    "Hm? Am I supposed to know you kid?'''' he asked me, in his old husky voice


    "Ehh??? You don''t remember me? I''m kinda hurt, (1) Olty" I played around with my voice while trying my best to keep my outer face as natural as possible. Which is, for your information, troublesome and hard.


    "This attitude and ''Olty''? Ah! Its you!"


    ''Fiuuh'' I sigh in relief  ''thank goodness he hasn''t forgotten about me''


    "So you succeeded then, you brat!" He lamented


    "If I didn''t succeeded, than I wouldn''t be here now would I?" I answered him


    "Hm? What''s with your eyes, brat?" He asked  "Aren''t a powerful wizard like you suppose to be able to cure ''that'' with a flick of a wand?"


    "I tried" I smiled faintly, mocking myself "But for some reason, it''s not working at all"


    "So, what are you going to do now?" He asked again "I''m sure you didn''t came here just for fulfilling the prophecy right?"


    "Yeah! You sure caught on fast Olty!" I said "But first, can you do me a favor?"


    "Spew it brat!"


    I started whispering as quietly as I could so no one, except myself and Olty, could hear me, "Can you do that Olty?" I asked him


    "Fine, I guess I can¡­


    Gryffindor!"


    "Thanks Old man"


    "No problem, just be careful kid"


    "..." Hah¡­, this old man "Of course I would! Who do you think I am?" I took Olty off my head and started walking towards the cheering table.


    "Needed help?" Lork asked me in his usual child like voice.


    "Eh?" that surprised me, he never took the initiative to help me before, ( if you exclude those time he fought because me) (2).


    "I''m asking if you needed help?" he asked again with a bit of irritation in his voice


    '' Well he did offer it, right?''  So I simply answered him, "Yeah"


    (Lorkhan''s pov)


    "Needed help?" I asked him, stretching out my right hand.


    Okay¡­ this is awkward. Why did I ask him again? He can do it himself!. So why¡­?. I look up and saw Lauren''s confused face. I know I''m going Ooc (3) but do you have to be that surprised?


    "I''m asking if you needed help?"


    What''s wrong with me¡­.?


    "Yeah"


    Huh? Did I hear wrongly


    Sighh....


    I offered it so I better give it, huh?. Shrugging my shoulders, I took his hands and went to the Table Lauren suppose to be at.


    "Granger, Hermione!" The professor called out to another student while I was helping Lauren to his seat. "Gryffindor!" The hat called out again. ''same as Lauren huh?'' I frowned my eyebrows a bit, There sure are alot of the Gryffindor''s now, huh?.


    "Kinsfolk, Elliot!"


    It''s him


    "Ravenclaw!"


    And there he goes~


    "Khorn, Lorkhan!"


    Oh, it''s my turn


    I hurriedly trotted towards the seat and put the hat on my head, but before I manage to properly put it on, the Hat shouted


    "Slytherin!"


    ''Hm? So not the same place as Lauren?'' I thought. I put the hat back on the chair and went to the green table. But it seems, this place wasn''t as welcoming as I thought?


    Along the way I heard few sentences like "Why is there a Mudblood here?" or "Filthy Mudblood!"


    Judging from how they look at me and how they spew the words I''m guessing it''s something between a sarcasm, an insult or something of the sort. Well, either way, it''s not like this was the first time, right? Wonder if any of them really dare step up front?. Hehe¡­ I couldn''t help but smirk a bit.


    I went to the edge of the table, which doesn''t have much students, and sat there. I took out my Wand and fiddle with it, then a thought pass through,


    But if they really do step up, the problem would be if they used ''Magic''. Before I could even give them a good punch, they would already blast me off with a single spell. Guess paying attention to class would be mandatory, huh?


    And while I was in my own inner monologue, the sorting still kept on going. Next after me was a Longbottom, MacDougal, Malfoy, Moon, Nott, etc.


    It was kinda boring¡­, but then.


    "Potter, Harry!"


    I started hearing whispers all over the hall, and no, not the whispers that I got from the ''fellow students'', it was more that of a admiration? Praise? Well something like that.


    "Potter, did she say?"


    "The Harry Potter?"


    The entire student body began trying to take a good look at him. I moved my head to where the other pointed their views and saw a boy with dark unkempt hair and glasses.


    Like the others, he put on the hat and sat at the stool. His turn was quite long, but not as long as Lauren. "Gryffindor!" The hat shouted


    Another Gryffindor huh?


    But woah.


    He had gotten the loudest cheer so far, he must be very popular,  huh?. He walk shakily towards the table where Lauren was at. One of the upperclassmen shook his hands while a pair of redhead twins yelled "We got Potter! we got Potter!" cheerfully.


    (Kinda jealous here¡­)


    "Thomas, Dean!" The professor continued on


    "Gryffindor!"


    "Turpin, Lisa!"


    "Ravenclaw!"


    Oh it''s the other one I met on train, "Shern, Jack!" the professor called out. He did what the others did. "Hufflepuff!" the hat shouted.


    That''s quite disappointing, I thought maybe there would be someone I know here, in this¡­ what was it called again? Oh right, Slytherin table.


    "Weasley, Ron" the professor called the last student.


    "Gryffindor!"


    The boy ran towards the Potter boy and collapse onto the chair next to him.


    The professor rolled up the scroll and took the chair and hat away. After a good few while, an old man with white silvery hair and half Moon shape glasses stood up from his chair and beamed at the students, opening his arms as if welcoming an old friend.


    "Welcome" he smiled brightly "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!" he proudly exclaimed "Thank you!" As he sat back down, the entire student body clapped their hands.


    ''does he have a few screw lose?'' I asked myself since I can''t just barge to where Lauren was and I can''t just ask them (Other Slytherin''s) suddenly now can I?


    ''Hm? What is this smell?'' I turned my head and faced it towards the table and saw many different kinds of foods. Looking around, I saw the students started eating, so I look at the pile of foods in front of me again. I took some fried eggs, toast, and few other things and made it to a sandwich. Then, I took a big bite out of it,


    "Yep, nothing beats this!"


    As I was savoring every single bite I could get, a Bloody ghost came near and sat in front of me. He had blank staring eyes, gaunty face, and his robes was stained by silver like blood.


    "Who might you be sir?" I asked him


    No answer, he just kept on staring at me like this was some kind of staring contest. "Okay¡­, you do your thing and I do mine then?"


    I took another bite from the sandwich I made. But, in this awkward situation¡­, I could barely taste anything.


    "Look the Filthy Mudblood is eating"


    "Ugh¡­, even the way he eats make me wanna puke"


    "Wanna bet how long he would last before he ran off to his mommy?"


    Ah¡­, this again. Even in the wizarding world this kind of things happened to huh? Well, I don''t know how things operate here but from what I could see, the students won''t be making any moves as long as the teachers are here. So¡­, Let''s just ignore them! For now!


    ¡Á¡Á¡Á


    After we all (students) finished the feast. The dishes in front of us also disappeared, and the old man from before stood up again, making the entire hall fell into silence once more.


    "Ahern, just a few more words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you


    "First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well." It was only in an instant, but I could see his gaze was flashed towards the twin who shouted earlier.


    "I have also been asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors. Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Anyone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch"


    "And now, before we go to bed, let us sing the school song!" The old man said.


    When the old man said that, I could see the other Professors smile''s were rather¡­. Fixed? And with a flicked of the wand, A golden ribbon like figure flew up and twisted it self, creating words magically.


    "Everyone pick their favorite tune," he said, "and off we go!"


    When I saw the other students sang, I followed them


    "Hogwarts, Hogwarts,


    Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,


    Teach us something please,


    Whether we be old and bald


    Or young with scabby knees,


    Our heads could do with filling


    With some interesting stuff,


    For now they''re bare and full of air,


    Dead flies and bits of fluff,


    So teach us things worth knowing,


    Bring back what we''ve forgot,


    Just do your best,


    we''ll do the rest,


    And learn until our brains all rot."


    I used the tune from one of Celine Dion''s song and tried my best not to make it sound to weird, but in the end, I failed miserably.


    And to be honest, the song sucks. The voice was overlapping each other, between a joyish and depressing tone. For example the Redhead twin, they finished the last because of the grave like March tune they used.


    After the song finished (completely), everyone clapped their hands, with the old man the loudest.


    "Ah music," he exclaimed, wiping of the tears from his eyes "A magic beyond all we do here! And now, bedtime. Off you trot!"


    I stood up and followed the other Slytherin students. I distance myself for a moment, and moved my head to the Gryffindor''s table, searching for Lauren. But, it didn''t take too much effort. As soon as I moved my head, I could already see him clearly. He was laughing with the other first years and probably some of the upper-classmens. Well Lauren was always easy to talk to begin with, and would probably have one billion friends if you didn''t take his disability into account. Well I guess I don''t have to worry about him to much, huh?.


    Walking through the halls, we arrived at a long low underground room, or at least that''s what I think it is. The walls was made out of rough stones and the ceilings was mostly covered by greenish lamp hanging by chains.


    One of the upperclassmen explained about the house, it''s history, when it was in the peak of its glory, etc. After a long while, the upperclassmen  showed us to the dormitories.


    As I enter my assign room, I saw a huge room colored mainly in green. Four poster-beds covered by a green eiderdowns with a night stand next to it. There was also a wooden chair and dresser near the bed. And green carpet with the Slytherin crest on the floor. The ceilings was like the common room, covered in green silk and there was also few posters on the wall.


    I turn my head left and right. There was only me in this room. Well, what do expect? Thirteen first years, Nine boys and each room can only fit four students. Sigh, at least I don''t have to worry at night too much.


    I went to my trunk, which was placed at the foot of a bed, and opened it. I change my clothes and went to one of the bed. Closing my eyes.


    "This day just remind me of that troublesome first day, huh¡­"

 12 Bird brain

    (Third pov)


    *Peck Peck*


    "Stop it¡­" Lork mumbled, waving his hands in the air


    *Peck Peck Peck*


    "stop it!--"


    *Peck Peck Peck Peck Peck*


    "i said STOP IT!!!"


    He shot his eyes wide open and grab the nearest object that was within his reach and threw it to the direction where he felt the pecking--


    ''Eh?'' He jolted up from his bed to a seating position, Left right, he stifly moved his head. But the was no one else in the room. ''Then who pecked me?


    Just as he asked himself that very question. Like it was some kind of que, an giant oversized pigeon came flying in with a letter on its beak and landed in front of Lork.


    *Screech*


    ''''So it was you who woke me up, then?'''' Lork mumbled as he look at the bird as if he was Interrogating it


    Okay maybe too long,


    *screech*


    Annoyed by the uncomfortable stare Lork was giving, the bird Screech. It started pulling and messing Lorks already messy hair, messier.  "Ughh¡­ Sorry-- Ouch! Sorry, SORRY I said!" Lork took a pillow and covered his head into cover his head from the upcoming barraging attacks.


    Halting its movement for a while. The bird looked down at Lork and started to look at Lork at the same manner on which Lork looked at it. Feeling a tad bit uncomfortable with the stare, Lork apologized again "I already said I''m sorry, right?" this time¡­ a bit desperate.


    As if giving off a big snorty pout, the bird drop the letter it was holding to the floor and flew to the desk that was beside the bed that was across Lorks bed.


    Feeling bit annoyed at the same time feeling wronged, Lork could only grumbled in displeased.He lazily moved towards the dropped letter scooped it, and went back to his bed.


    He opened the letter and read it.


    ¡Á


    Dear Lorkhan,


    We want to congratulate you on your enrolment to Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry, and We are very proud of you because of that. (Your dad won''t stop blabbering to his friends about you).


    We regretted the fact that we couldn''t accompany you to Diagon alley and, especially, when you got your first wand. So please accept this Gyrfalcon as our present for your enrolment gift. Don''t worry she is already trained so you don''t have to feed her all the time. And if you have any questions for us, we are more than happy to answer them. Just write us a letter and just send the letter using Sibyl (Gyrfalcon).


    Oh and Lork, we really are sorry for not coming back this past six year. Things on our end wasn''t really¡­. Friendly you see. but thankfully things have died down a bit, so don''t worry.


    So Lorkhan, do you want to spend Christmas this year with us?  as a family I mean. Your Dad and I really missed you. You don''t need to forgive us, but at least let see you?


    Stay safe and healthy, love


    Your Parents.


    ¡Á


    (Lorkhan''s pov)


    ''Okay¡­ this has went from weird to¡­. Too sentimental.'' I folded the letter and put it on the table beside me, I  frowned my brows ''I''m not sure but. There''s definitely something weird with this letter. They never write something like this before-- Yes, they wrote to me and replied back to my letters, but. They never wrote anything this long¡­


    Ugh¡­, thinking too much about this makes my head hurts. Okay Lork, you could finally see them again this Winter right? So just be happy and don''t think too much about it.


    I turned my head around and looked at the Sibyl, who was currently cleaning her wings. I took a piece of parchment and wrote a short reply to my parents.


    "I''ll be seeing you guys soon then"


    I fold the letter and put it inside a used envelope, since I don''t have a new one right now. I walked towards where Sibyl was and gave her the letter. "Please send this to mom and dad"


    Sibyl looked at me for a while before it shook its own head and return back cleaning it''s wings.


    *Inhale*


    sigh...


    this is still MORNING!! for damned sake! can''t you please let me have ONE peaceful morning without being woken up by Nightmares or Constant struggle with the school works?--


    You know what? screw it.


    I just left the letter near her and left to take a shower. Hope that the shower could, at least, helped me washing everything off my head.


    Constant Nightmares, school assignments are piling up and having no one that I could asked for giving me suggestion on the work really is frustrating. I couldn''t ask Lauren because our schedules and different dorm. I couldn''t asked ''them'' because, why would ''they'' care???.


    ¡Á¡Á¡Á


    After finishing a short shower, I wore the school uniform and all of the other required attributes, which I had no idea why they turned partially green and even my vest had an emblem that I didn''t know it was there before. [A/N: I really don''t have any idea how, this is my personal question].


    I took all of the necessary books and stuffs that I needed for the class and dump them all to the pouch that Lauren gave me. After finishing all that, I went to the door and exited this oversized bedroom.


    Another day has began!


    ¡Á¡Á¡Á


    (Third pov)


    ?[Friendly reminder; You can skip this part, since i''m quite sure those who read HP fanfic''s would probably read this a dozen times already, thank you]


    There were a hundred and forty-two staircases at Hogwarts: wide, sweeping ones; narrow, rickety ones; some that led somewhere different on a Friday; some with a vanishing step halfway up that you had to remember to jump. Then there were doors that wouldn''t open unless you asked politely, or tickled them in exactly the right place, and doors that weren''t really doors at all, but solid walls just pretending.


    But strangely for Lork, he never had any trouble with them. It was just like, he was already used to it and that his body already remembered every single trap door and exotic staircases there is.


    There was also Mrs.Norris, a scrawny, dust-colored cat with bulging, lamp like eyes just like Filch''s, her owner. She was cute, according to Lork''s strange taste. She patrolled the corridors alone. Break a rule in front of her, put just one toe out of line, and she''d whisk off for Filch, who''d appear, wheezing, two seconds later. Filch knew the secret passageways of the school better than anyone (except for the redhead twins) and could pop up as suddenly as any of the ghosts. The students all hated him, and it was the dearest ambition of many to give Mrs. Norris a good kick.


    The classes was filled of new things for the muggle-borns, who never knew magic existed before getting the letter. Like waving your wands and saying weird words.


    They had to study the night skies through their telescopes every Wednesday at midnight and learn the names of different stars and the movements of the planets. Three times a week they went out to the greenhouses behind the castle to study Herbology, with a kind little witch called Professor Sprout, where they learned how to take care of all the strange plants and fungi, and found out what they were used for.


    And of course, the most boring class from them all was History of Magic, which was taught by the only Ghost Professor. Professor Binns.


    Professor Flitwick, the Charms teacher, was a tiny little wizard who had to stand on a pile of books to see over his desk. At the start of their first class he took the roll call, and when he reached Harry''s name he gave an excited squeak and toppled out of sight. Lork could only wonder ''who is this Harry, really''


    Professor McGonagall was again different. Harry had been quite right to think she wasn''t a teacher to cross. Strict and clever, she gave them a talking-to the moment they sat down in her first class. "Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts," she said. "Anyone messing around in my class will leave and not come back. You have been warned."


    ?[Friendly reminder; ends here :p


    After she finished her speech. She went towards her table and took out her wand. And with a flick of it, her table changed into a Pig and back again. The entire class was truly impressed by her display, and just couldn''t wait to get started-- before getting their hopes utterly destroyed. After taking a lot of complicated notes, they were each given a match and started trying to turn it into a needle.


    Many of the students was starting to think that Transfiguration wasn''t as easy as they think it was.Their Professor was just that good.


    "Bloody hell, mate! You already could do it?" A loud amazed voice sounded from the back


    "It''s quite easy you know!"


    "Okay, now your just being arrogant!"


    "Really?"


    Lork turned his head back and saw Lauren scratching the back of his head while smirking to the boy next to him. "Good job Mr. Glinderlyn!" The professor complimented Lauren "Wonderfully done. 5 points to Gryffindor!"


    Lork looked back at his own match and tried again and again, but he just end up failing miserably.


    And At the very end of the class only two students was able to complete the task , Hermione and Lauren, earning the Professor''s rare smile.


    Next was the class that  everyone had really been looking forward to was Defense Against the Dark Arts, but the professor, Quirrell, lessons turned out to be a bit of a joke. His classroom smelled strongly of garlic, which everyone said was to ward off a vampire he''d met in Romania and was afraid would be coming back to get him one of these days. His turban, he told them, had been given to him by an African prince as a thank-you for getting rid of a troublesome zombie, but they weren''t sure they believed this story.


    For one thing, when Seamus Finnigan asked eagerly to hear at how Quirrell had fought off the ''troublesome zombies'', the Professor''s face went pink and started talking about the weather; for another, most of the students had noticed that a funny smell hung around the turban, and the Weasley twins insisted that it was stuffed full of garlic as well, so that Quirrell was protected wherever he went.


    ¡ã


    ¡ã


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    Bonus


    In DADA; Lork''s first though when arriving to the DADA class to early and the room was filled with Garlic smell.


    "That''s weird. I''m sure this is the place. But why does this place smells like a kitchen of a Garlic lover"

 13 Heads up

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    I feel the quality is dropping again. I will rewrite some parts of the chap and repost those Chaps and wished it would be better.


    The next Up would be quite long but, would be less than a month. those who are impatient, well, I have warned you.


    thank you


    sincerely, The Author who is currently having Final and graduation exam.@@

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 3 Troublesome first day

    (Lorkhan''s pov)


    5.30 PM


    As I came into my room, I hastily took of my socks and jacket and threw it to the floor. I flop onto my bed and groaned.


    Today was supposed to be all ''smile and be happy'' kind of day, so why must it be so exhausting and annoying?


    Well, when the terms of ''First'' came across my six year old mind it was supposed to be, well I don''t know, Special...?-- Wait I meant the positive kind of special, not the Negative one. But still¡­ what a tough day.


    ¡Á


    7.00 AM


    "Heya, Lorky! Wake up!!!" Lauren beamed brightly as he flop onto my bed, crushing the ''Me'' who was currently beneath him.


    "Go away..." I mumbled, pushing something with my free legs to forced myself to turn my lazy body, so I don''t have to get any sunshine in my eyes. Getting rid of some weight (Lauren) off was a plus.


    "But today''s the first day of school," Lauren whispered to my ear "we can''t be late, now can we?"


    Do I have to care? Because, nearly every morning, I was drag into the car to go somewhere, there was even a time I wasn''t aloud to eat any Breakfast. ''Well you better get dressed soon then, or else you won''t get any Breakfast again'', The voice inside my head said.


    "Fine" I sat up and stifled up a yawn


    "Get dressed soon," Lauren notified me "I''ll be downstairs"


    "Yeah"


    I took a short shower and wore the new uniform. The uniform consist of a white shirt with few golden strips design, dark blue pants, and Dark blue vest with the schools insignia (Which was a pencil and book). After that I comb my Raven colored hair, and went down stairs. There I saw Lauren and my parents were talking about weird topics that I don''t get. I entered the dining room and we had our breakfast. Today we''re having Bacon and Egg, with milk.


    Mom look exceptionally happy today, with dad being nearly the same.


    When I arrive at the table, Mom put a plate filled with Eggs and bacon, and a glass of milk in front of me.


    "Are you excited for your first day, Lork?" She asked me, visibly more excited than me. "Yeah" was what I answered to her.


    After finishing the simple Breakfast, we went said our goodbyes and went to the school by car, and arrived there before the bells rang.


    "Bye Mom, Dad, I''ll see you soon" I said, waving goodbye


    "Bye mom-Dad" Lauren did the same


    After that, I took Lauren''s hand and led him to the ''School''. But along the way, I felt strange and hostile gazes on me and Lauren, maybe more directed to Lauren than myself. But you know what I meant, it''s quite uncomfortable.


    When we arrived at our designated class, class 1F, I opened the door. ''Clack'' "They will be It!!!" Someone shouted loudly from their seat, and the rest of the class cheered.


    What''s going on?


    A boy, taller and fatter than the rest of the students came up front and spat on my face "It seems we would hit a jackpot! A freak and a cripple!"


    Freak? Cripple? The only one who is a Freak and a Cripple is probably you, Faex!.


    I took Lauren''s hand and moved to one of the many empty tables (One table, two seats). Just as I reached there, A big beefy hand grabbed my shoulder and forced me to turn around-- making me let go of my hand from Lauren.


    "When I talk to you," His face turning red, like a literal Pig "you listened to ME!"


    I shivered a bit, with my head''s down, looking to the floor-- not because of fear, because I was trying to hold my laugh. His really just like a "Obesus Porcus" I accidentally blurted


    I felt his glare at me "What did you--""That would be enough Mr. Porc" a Voice rang .


    A middle age woman with few strands of Gray came in, her hand holding a binder. "Now everyone get to your seats" she said calmly


    I look briefly around and saw most of the students in the class stared at her weirdly.


    "NOW!" She shouted a bit sternly


    With a mix of Fear and Surprised, most of the students ran to the nearest seat and sat there like a soldier, I turn and tug Lauren''s sleeve, and pulled him to the chair that was already in front of him-- After he sat, I went to my own chair.


    The first lesson was mainly focused on Giving us information about the curriculum we would be learning and some, boring, self introductions. The first half was okay, but when the second half happened¡­


    It was chaotic.


    Well at least my part was just¡­-- It could kinda be considered normal and successful if a few bratty students would just shut up and didn''t point out that I had different eye color than them. But when it came down to Lauren, THAT was the ''Chaos'' that I said before.


    The class wouldn''t stop their yapping mouth, and just let it lose. Saying he was a Cripple, Defect, or other similar words. Even the teacher didn''t even bother to stop them and just let them ran their mouth.


    Disgusting!


    I can''t take it anymore! Lauren may like to tease me from time to time, but what did he do to the lot of you to deserve this?. (If anything, I would be the one taunting him, not the excessive one- just the minor one, and that it self would be the last thing I do) When I tried to stand up, a familiar hand wrap around my wrist-- It was Lauren''s. He shook his head slightly, not enough for the other to see-- but enough for me to notice.


    Tch


    And so, I reluctantly sat back and tried to stick my arse to the chair, hopefully it would be enough to restrain me from attacking those little Faex''.


    ¡Á


    Few hours pass by us just like that and the lunch Bell rang. I took out the lunch box from my bag and put it on the table. Since my mom knew we would be in the same class, she packed us one big size lunch box (Probably around the size of a tissue box), and also packed us two small bowls and spoons.


    After I opened the lid of the box, I knitted my brows a bit. I couldn''t help myself sometimes but wonder about my mom, ''What''s in her mind, really?''. Not to offend her or anything, just-- are going on a picnic or something?. I know the reason why she packed our lunch in one box and her giving us bowls instead of a separate one using normal lunch boxes-- But why must it be So¡­ so¡­- what''s the word? Too much? Extravagant? Well something of the like.


    The mashed potatoes took a small space at the center of the box, while the remaining space was used for rolled eggs, Roasted turkey meat, tomatoes - which Lauren hate-, and some other stuff for desert.


    "*Snicker* hey looks like our new freak and cripple are a Mama''s boy"


    I moved my eyes a bit to see the source of the Snicker, as I thought, typical bully. They pretend to whisper but made it loud enough to make sure we could listen.


    Sigh, school life won''t be as peaceful as I hoped it would be.


    (Lauren''s pov)


    *Splash*


    Cold milk was splattered all over my head. Dripping from my forehead, to my neck and to my shoulder.


    "Oops! My bad" I heard a girl said behind me, sarcastically "my hands slipped"


    Sigh¡­ this is going to be troublesome. *Clatter*


    "What''s the matter?" She ask, confusion in her voice


    "What''s the matter¡­?" I heard Lork mumbled "What''s The Matter You Say???" He said it in a dangerously calm- yet deep voice.


    I opened my eyes wide. Lork never speaks like that


    In impulse, I stood up and tried to grab his hand-- which ended up grabbing his shoulder. "Don''t get into meaningless trouble" I mouthed him, and turned back to where the girl was supposedly be at


    "Sorry, for that" I can''t believe I''m apologizing to her "My brother tense to get overheated"


    "Don''t stop me Lau, she started it" I felt his hand on my wrist


    You''re just being childish right now.


    "I don''t mind" I whispered


    "Well I mind" he said to me harshly


    I frowned. I took his hands-- a fork? Well you did a good job Me, or else it would be a problem-- then I tried to walk to the door.


    "What are you doing-- rather, Where are you taking us?" He asked me in whispers, confusion was clear in his voice-- but to make no more scene here, I think we''ll have to go out from this classroom first. Well... I do think I am heading to the door? Hey, don''t judge me! I just went to the path once! And that was this morning when we came in.


    (Third pov)


    Lork''s Violet eyes were wide open, ''how dare she'' he thought. He abruptly stood up and his hands automatically reach to get the nearest object-- a fork.


    "What''s the matter?" She asked, her focus on Lork


    "What''s the matter¡­?" Lork''s head was down, but his eyes weren''t, they were glaring at the girl "what''s the matter you say???" He repeated the the question once more with a deadly calm voice.


    Lauren turned his head and face to where Lork was standing, his Cerulean Blue like eyes, wide from surprise. He stood up and grabbed Lork''s shoulder "Don''t get into meaningless trouble" he mouthed him, then turned his back to face the girl "Sorry for that, my brother tense to get over heated"


    Lork look at Lauren''s Blue eyes threateningly "Don''t stop me Lau, she started it" he stated


    "I don''t mind, Let''s just not attract any more attention" He said in whispers


    "Well I mind" he said to Lauren harshly


    Lauren frowned and slid his hand downwards to grab Lork''s hand that was holding the fork.


    "What are you doing-- rather, Where are you taking us?"


    Lauren began pulling him to the door, bumping the table and chairs from time to time.


    *Thump*


    Lork stop on his track-- pulling Lauren''s hand so he couldn''t advance on his way to the door "What did you did that for?" Lauren protest


    "You were about to hit the wall" Lork answered him


    Lauren''s nose was now just a few centis away for the door frame, he let out a small "Oh" from his mouth.


    (Lorkhan''s pov)


    After that ''nearly'' accident, which I somehow still got annoyed that Lauren stop me from punching her, We walk throughout the school hall aimlessly, and strangely, in silence. Which is quite an amazing feat, Lauren barely shuts up back at home.But still...


    ''Well this is a bit awkward'' I thought. I put my unoccupied hand to one of the pocket in my pants, and started "So¡­ why did you pulled me out?"


    "Hm?" He hummed in confusion


    "I meant, when I was about to punch her"


    "Punch her?" He snorted "It doesn''t seemed like you were just about to punch her back there-- though, punching her is still bad"


    I frowned. What does he mean by ''Doesn''t seemed that I was just about to punch back there''?. Was I about to do something?.


    "...from what I felt what was in your grip back there," he continued in a serious tone "I say you were about to stab her, that is, if I didn''t stop you back there"


    ''Wait- stab?'' I unconsciously tighten the grip over Lauren''s hand. Bit it seemed, it didn''t go unnoticed.


    "Fufu¡­ be grateful you Adorable Little brother of mine! For I, Laurencius Glinderlyn, had come and saved you from falling to the evil demons hand!" Lauren said dramatically, swinging his free hand throughout the air like an actor in play.


    He did wha¡­- wait, "What did you just call me, Adorable? Little? For your information, I am not Adorable! And I am certainly not Little!--"*Driiing*


    Saved by the bell, lucky git.


    As turn my head back to Lauren, I saw him smiling to me-- a genuine one, I frown ''did he¡­''


    "Come on Lil'' brother of mine, we''re going to be late if we don''t go back now."


    Nope! Nope! Definitely No! I can''t believe I almost said that he could possibly cared about me. Nope! He just wants to tease me.


    "Come on! Lorky!" Lauren whined at my ear


    "Fine¡­" I let out an exasperated sigh


    ¡Á


    After we arrived at the class late, the teacher didn''t even bother to scold us, which is quite good for me since I don''t want to get scolded just yet.


    If your wondering about the lunch box, It was pretty munch trashed by the other ''Classmate'' of ours


    and the rest of the day didn''t get any better or worse-- probably some ''little'' fights here and there- but nothing major.


    The bell rang and the school ended. And all that stuff.


    We are now currently in the car, going back home. Lauren was beside me-- Oh, the milk spill was already cleaned out after the second lunch bell.


    "So how was your first day?" Mom ask us in a singsong voice


    "Splendid" I said sarcastically "It was wonderful"


    I guess hearing that made a certain someone snicker.


    "how about you lauren?"


    "Yes *pfft* truly magnificent!" Lauren said while holding his laugh and his hands were covering his mouth.


    "I''m glad to hear that" she said in her usual tone


    Hm? Why did I suddenly got a strange feeling, Like my gut was telling me something is just isn''t right.


    But, I couldn''t pinpoint the problem.


    As we arrived back home. Mom and Dad drop us and told us that they would be going somewhere by train to meet an old friend. But before they leave us alone, they introduced us to Mrs. Flickchered, our neighbor. They told us if we have ever need something, just call her.


    For the uptenth time, I''m just going to say: I really want to throw a tantrum right now, but being a good boy I am, I''ll just simply nodded my head and swallow my complains.


    After I entered the house I let go of Lauren''s hand, since he was already way too familiar with the house, and went upstairs.


    Oh, I almost forgot "Can wake me up when it''s dinner?"


    "Yeah"


    ¡Á


    As I came into my room, I hastily took of my socks and jacket and threw it to the floor. I flop onto my bed and groaned.


    Today was supposed to be all ''smile and be happy'' kind of day, so why must it be so exhausting and annoying?


    Well, when the terms of ''First'' came across my six year old mind it was supposed to be, well I don''t know, Special?.....-- Wait I meant the positive kind of special, not the Negative one.


    But still¡­ what a tough day.

 4 The letter

    (Third pov)


    "Hei Lorky! What are you doing?"  Lauren asked Lork from over his bed


    "How many times do I have to told you to stop calling me Lorky" the later growled at him "and for your information I''m doing my homework, as what your supposed to do too"


    "Ehh¡­" Lauren pussed his body up to sit up and his face darted to where Lork was, he cried "do I have too?"


    "Yes"


    An devilish smirk crept on Lauren''s face "Sadly for you, I already finished it!" He sticks his tongue out


    *Crack*


    ''Why this little¡­'' Lork frowned, eyebrows twitching slightly.


    *Ding dong* The bell rang


    "You go get it--


    *Snore~* "...I''m sleeping¡­" *Snore~*


    *Crack**Snap* the wooden pencil that was cracked was now snapped into two halves. ''How more obvious can you get?'' he thought


    "--Nevermind I''ll just get it myself." He muttered to himself angrily


    He closed the book that was on his table and threw away the pencil- or what was the remaining of it, to the trash bin. He went towards the door and then downstairs to the front door.


    *Ding dong*


    "Yes, yes I''m coming!" Lork shouted a bit, rummaging the key holder to find the right one.


    *Click*


    The door opened, revealing an elderly woman around her late fifties. Her grey hair was pulled up to a loose bun on top of her head, grey eyes and a warm smile fixed on her face. There was no mistake, she is


    "Mrs. Flickchered!" Lork smiled wider than ever


    "Hello dear" she said, ruffling Lork''s head to a mess "I brought apple pie for you and Lauren dear, fresh out of the oven"


    "Do you need help?" Lork asked after he saw the tray that Mrs. Flickchered was holding with one hand. Wondering how an old woman like herself was even able to hold it.


    "Yes, thank you dear" she handed the tray to Lork. He stepped aside letting Mrs. Flickchered to get in before he closed the door and followed her to the kitchen.


    Arriving at the kitchen. Lork put down the tray and immediately went to take the plates, the forks and a knife to cut the Pie with.


    "Hiya Mrs. Flickchered!" Lauren greeted her, all smiles on his face "what did you bring today?"


    Lork eyes darted to where the blond was and glared at him. ''I wouldn''t mind even if you would just pretend to be a sleep for the next hour'' he thought to himself again ''means more pie for me''.


    "Apple pie, A recipe from a friend of mine" she said "She''s a great cook!"


    "Oh lucky!"


    He sat down to one of the seats. Lork reluctantly sliced a slice and put a plate in front of Lauren. And with a clatter sounded from a table, it signaled him that a plate was already sitting in front of him with a slice of the apple pie. He took the slice with his bare hands and stared consuming it with a blissed expression on his face.


    Meanwhile Lork still was glaring at him with squinted eyes, but his demeanor changes almost instantly when a slice of the delicious apple pie entered his mouth-- He stopped.


    ''The taste,'' he thought ''It tasted familiar¡­''


    But he continued eating it, nonetheless. It was, after all, delicious.


    "So, where did those two went off this time?" Mrs. Flickchered suddenly asked the two brothers, putting down the fork to the now empty plate.


    Lauren stopped munching and Lork freezed, but answered it anyway "Their friends house"


    "Again?"


    "Again"


    "How long?"


    "It''s been more than six months" this time Lauren answered


    Just when the air around the room started to drop. Mrs. Flickchered let out a pretty loud sigh, for an old lady, and leaned back to the chair.


    "Honestly, They''ve been going off more than they spent their time in this house lately." She eyes the two brothers with concern "Are you two sure you don''t want to just stay with me the rest of this summer?"


    Lauren shook his head left and right before answering her, "It''s okay Mrs. We can always call you if we needed any help" then proceed to finish off the slice that was in his hands, returning to his previous demeanor.


    Frowning, Lork blurted out few sentences in mumbles before he returned to finish his slice.


    *Kriiing* This time the mail receiver sounded


    "Lorky--


    "Yeah yeah, I''m on it" Lork stood up, as he didn''t want to deal with any of Lauren ''Antics'' when he was told to get the door, get the mail or anything of the like. Lork went towards the front door and strolled outside taking out two mails from the the receiver.


    The envelope of the mail was a bit Yellowish with a weirdly written address on each of it. It shows the following,


    ''Mr. L. Khornelious''


    ''First room on Second floor''


    ''16. Hereford''


    ''Kingston''


    ''Surrey''


    Lork knitted his brows together for a bit, then he look at the other Letter.


    ''Mr. L. Glinderlyn''


    ''First room on Second floor''


    ''16. Hereford''


    ''Kingston''


    ''Surrey''


    It was the same, only with a difference on the name part. ''Is this a joke?'' he scoffed ''they got the address right, but the surname wrong''


    Going back to the house again, he closed the door behind him and entered the kitchen where Lauren and Mrs. Flickchered we''re laughing at, probably, one of Lauren''s weird puns.


    "Took you long enough" Lauren ask after he catches his breath "So what''s the letter about?"


    "Probably just some prank those gits--


    "Language" Mrs. Flickchered reminded


    "Er.., ehem-- those pranksters, pulled" Lork corrected his sentence


    Interested, Lauren also leaned to the backseat of the chair, crossed both of his arms to his chest and smirked knowingly  "So what''s in it this time?"


    Lork also had a smirk on his face, opening his letter, he began to read it out loud.


    "HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY


    Headmaster. ALBUS DUMBLEDORE


    (Order of Merlin, First class, Grand Sorc, Chief Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed, of Wizards)


    Dear Mr. Khornelious,


    We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.


    Term begins on first of september. We await your Owl no later than Thirty-first of July.


    Yours sincerely,


    Minerva McGonagall, Deputy headmistress."


    There was a slight silence


    "And the other one?" Lauren asked Lork, a bit mumbling


    Lork open the next one and said it casually "same, just different name"


    After he finished, he saw Lauren and Mrs. Flickchered frozed on their spot with wide eyes. Getting the wrong idea, Lork snorted "Yeah, yeah I know, their pranks are becoming more and more unbelievable. They even got the name wrong!"


    Still silence.


    "Em¡­ did I said something wrong or..?-- Oof" Just as Lork was starting to feel awkward in the silence, Lauren hugged Lork so tightly he felt his bones we''re being crushed. "We got excepted!" Lauren literally cried


    Getting out from silence, the room was now filled with joy. Mrs. Flickchered clapped her hands "Congratulations you two!" She congratulated them


    "Okay¡­ now I''m confused" Lork frowned


    Lauren raised his head to face Lork and stared at him with disbelief, "Come on you blockhead!"


    ''Blockhead?'' Lork felt a mental thwack on his head


    "Can''t you be happy that you were accepted to the most amazing school ever???" He said it in a ''matter of fact'' tone


    Lork''s face twitch a few times as he strained a smile on his lips "How¡­ do you expect me¡­ to be happy¡­ when I had no fu- ehem, idea what your talking about?" He tried to phrase it as politely as possible.


    Lauren let go of his bone crushing hug and prop his right hand to his chin and the other supporting the right elbow, knitting his brows together "Ah right, I forgot, you don''t have any memories right now..." He mumbled softly.


    "What did you say?" Lork leaned closer to try to listen to the mumbles.


    "No, nothing" Lauren waved his hand to dismiss the topic.


    ''Why this little¡­''"Excuse me" Lork abruptly stood up and cleaned the table from the now dirty dishes, he put the dishes to the sink. He took a sponge and deep it to the soap container, he began cleaning the plates rashly, but not too rash, to vent his anger.


    ''Why is it every single time we speak of something concerning stuff like this ''he'' always changed or waves off the topic! I also deserve to know! First it''s my parents, now it''s him-- even Mrs. Flickchered seems to be keeping something from me!...'' he kept on rambling on and on, until the last dish was squeaky clean.


    Lork inhaled deeply before he finally felt a bit refresh. He dried his hands and went back to the table again. There, He saw Lauren talking in tiny voices with Mrs. Flickchered, and as he came closer the chat stopped.


    He honestly felt hurt right now.


    Lauren and Mrs. Flickchered nodded at each other before Lauren started the talk, "Lork, what we''re going to tell you is something that you should know if you want to enter Hogwarts, basic knowledge. So whatever words we say to you later on, please don''t be too surprised. Especially faints" he finished the sentence with a tease.


    Lork didn''t answer and just raised an eyebrow, he pulled a chair, sat back there and lay back "Mhmm" he hummed


    There, Lauren and Mrs. Flickchered told Lork about Witches and wizards. Adding few comments on their side as well, about their existence, Their game called Quidditch, The currency, Animagus, Magic, and many other stuff.


    It piqued his interest.


    "So in simpler terms. Witches and Wizards are real, magic is real, and those weird things around the house are actually real and not just my mind messing with me?" He said with a raised brow.


    "Yeah¡­" Lauren shrugged his shoulders, but then realized "wait-- what weird things?" He questioned the raven haired boy


    This time, the raven hair boy shrug "You know¡­, floating objects around the house, You pulling something out of thin air, Creepy smiling faces at the window at night time, disgusting stench from time to time from the back garden, Giggles chiming from the attic-- stuff like those" Lork answered nonethically


    "Er¡­ Lork¡­" Lauren put on a worried face, same goes to Mrs. Flickchered.


    Seeing this, Lork got the meaning. He raised a hand to stop Lauren "Wait-- don''t tell me!" He gestured with his hands and act like a worried Lauren "''those things are actually not what ''I'' meant.'' is that what your going to say?"


    The other nodded and added "except the first and second one"


    "Good, at least I didn''t hallucinate about those" Lork sigh.


    Suddenly, an eerie whistle sounded right behind his ear and a cold shiver ran down his spine, his entire being tensed before it and his head started darting all over the room. "Who''s there!" He asked


    "Hm?" Lauren asked confusedly "Who are you talking about Lork?"


    "T--


    "Why hello there" said an eerie hoarse voice behind him


    Lork''s heart jumped as his legs also jumped from the sudden Surprise-- which he ended up tripping one of the chairs leg, stumbled and falling onto his arse. "Au.." a small whimper escaped his mouth.


    "Sir Lockwick!" Lauren greeted him


    "Hello there Sonny!" The ghost greeted him back


    "Lockwick!" Mrs. Flickchered raised her voice "Don''t go surprising Lorkhan like that!"


    Meanwhile Lork''s Violet- stardust like eyes were widen in surprise.


    In front of him was a man in his late forties, floating and nearly transparent. He was wearing a shirt, strip cardigan and pants, and a hat.


    Mr. Lockwick simply chuckled at Mrs. Flickchered''s and calmed her down "Come on Sunshine, It''s quite amusing on how he reacted"


    The ever so caring Mrs. Flickchered glared at Lockwick and turn to help Lorkhan get up. "You okay dear?" She ask concernedly, lending a hand to Lork up


    "Yeah, thanks" Lork thanked her, taking the hand Mrs. Flickchered lended as the later pulled him up.


    "Either way, I think we would probably go to Diagonally tomorrow. Today must''ve have been a information load to you" Mrs. Flickchered informed the two brothers


    "You''re going to love it there" Lauren whispered to Lork''s ear.