Harry Potter And The Loa’s Child - Chapter 92

The rest of the Christmas break went rather smoothly to say the least. The Patil twins were still in the process of getting their memories altered and the ritual to summon the sleeping Rowena Ravenclaw was a little bit of a struggle but, all ended well.

The elven royals successfully completed the pocket dimension and Archeia Ton Epta was no longer connected to Hogwarts. With the dimension complete and the seer gift in Lucien’s hands, he felt accomplished and wanted to take a vacation away from the worries of the world. With his Golem still attending school in his place. Lucien took to a day of resting and drinking.

At the same time in Mystic Falls, their lives were getting a little more complicated. At the Bennett estate. Abby and Miranda were in a rather tense situation. On the bed side table, a bundle of sage was actively burning, representing an active privacy spell.

“Abby, Please. Grayson can’t find out about this. It will ruin our marriage. And I can’t lose these children. It was so hard to even get pregnant with one but, to conceive twins is really a blessing… Can I count on you?”

Miranda had been having a hard time lately. Her pregnancy was much more then just the conception of common twins. And the importance of them had begun to show unrestrainable signs. Abby was sworn to secrecy before Miranda asked for help, when she first discovered that she was pregnant. Abby had been concocting tonics to help suppress these side effects since the beginning, however, the side effects were becoming more…severe, in a way.

“Okay, But I can’t do this one by myself. I need my whole family, Miranda. This is big magic you want.” Abby told her as she looked through some old beaten up tome that Miranda had given her.

On the other side of Mystic Falls, A raven swooped down and landed in the driveway of the Salvatore boarding house. It let out a caw from its beak and transformed into a young man with pitch black hair and blue eyes

“Haa home sweet home.” He muttered to himself as he stepped off towards the boarding house.

The sound of knocking echoed through the boarding house, a moment later a brown skinned woman with a baby bump opened the door with a smile.

“Hello, how can I help you?” She asked waiting for the young man to reply

Staring back into her eyes, the man’s pupils dilated.

“You were just going to invite me in.” He replied with a cunning smirk on his face. This caused the woman to frown and tilt her head to the side.

A moment passed and the raven-haired man clutched his head and began to wail out in pain. Stumbling backwards the man fell on his ȧss.

“You know, your brother warned me about your troublesome vampire tendencies. Unfortunately, he isn’t here right now, so, how about you come back later and then we’ll discuss your living arrangements.” The witch finally let up and, and the vampire recovered once the door to the boarding house was closed.

At the Sommers’ house, Jenna was standing nȧkėd in front of the mirror, her eyes were red from excessive crying and hair was disheveled. Staring at herself in the mirror, Jenna was looking at the two gash-like wounds on her shoulder blades. They were extremely painful and didn’t seem to heal. She had noticed them forming a month ago, however, overtime instead of healing they only became worse.

Not only were her never healing wounds appearing, but she had uncontrollable hot flashes and constant cravings for Peaches, berries and other sweet fruits. One day she was full of energy and on the top of the world, other days she felt like she was rolling in the pits of hell ready to vomit her organs.

Sometime in January, Lucien received a Letter from the family about Bonnie’s birthday party. Of course, Lucien wouldn’t miss that event for anything.

Sending mental message to his Golem, Lucien checked on the Patil twins progress. Unfortunately, because of the strong emotions around the memories that Lucien wanted to alter, it took time to recreate memoires to fabricate even stronger emotions.

Packing his things to leave Hogwarts. Lucien looked in on his friends before he left. Navarra was beginning to take on a sort of commander general persona, she put effort in to helping the syndicate develop, Taking care of the members. She displayed a tough love, that everyone could respect. She even became a little closer to Hermione over the weeks. Being that she was the only one of the seven that was constantly around.

Hermione however was, developing a knowledge for the sake of knowledge attitude. Being dead to the world, freed her from societal constraints and allowed her to indulge her darker parts of herself when it came to her magical curiosities. She was often found with her wild untamable hair in an even more disheveled state than what it was normally in. This was due to her binge reading and experiments. Her latest hobby was the study of the diadem Horcrux. Although destroyed, magic always left a mark, and things like the potency and purpose of the magic played a crucial part in how long the magical residue lingered.

Hermione wanted to see how Voldemort created his Horcrux, she wanted to know why Horcruxes behaved the way they did and naturally warded against certain magic, without the need for its creator to purposely enchant it to do so.

In the Dueling club room, Zabini and Pansy had a new fan club in the works, as they spent their time training together. Students had come to watch and gawked over their skill. Zabini wanted to present himself as a young prodigy and show his full potential. Pansy however just loved the attention, she reveled in it. Romilda Vane and Emma Gardenia were now her groupies, and Pansy being Pansy was obviously a force of pure corruption. Those girls were doomed, and they didn’t even know it. On the plus side. Professor Flitwick had two new prized students. When it came to battle. Zabini and Pansy’s combat creativity was a force to be reckoned with. Between Dueling and Charm creation, Pansy and Zabini began spending allot of time with Professor Flitwick.

Leaving a letter in Archeia Ton Epta for everyone to find, Lucien flew away from Hogwarts on Turoth’s Back. When he arrived at the Isle of Mull sometime later. The Dubois Castle was in a frenzy.

“Zhura, she is turning a year old, my love. She does not need a broom, nor does she need a scrying glass. Why can’t you be more sensible?”

“Shut up Nokby, she’s Bennett Royalty and only deserves the best!”

Nokby just shook his while the Bennett Clan continued to pack outrageous gifts.

“Ahh Master Lucien, your back. Can you please bring order to this nonsense?”

Lucien laughed and put an arm around Nokby

“Nokby, the party is more so for us then it is little BonBon. Notice the broom is in Zhura’s favorite color.”

Nokby’ s eyes went wide with sudden understanding. And Lucien just laughed and walked away.

Back in his study, Lucien read through the Patil family book and some of his family grimoire while he waited for the ladies to finish their packing.

“Lucien!!”

Hearing his name called from, Lucien left his study and went to the source. It’s was his aunt Nita calling him down so, that they could all leave as a family.