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First of all I had to brush my teeth. So I did so. Then taking a quick shower. The boys were already at breakfast so I had my privacy.
Uniform on. Hair still wet, but it would dry fast. Walked down to the common room. Seeing you. «If we hurry we can get some breakfast.» Checking my watch.
 
I smiled as I spotted you, standing up to meet you.

"Sure, why not."

I walked along with you, smiling as we entered the Great hall. Sat down with your friends, who looked shocked to see us together.
 
Alex and Ryan gave me a smirk. They knew I wasn't in bed last night.
Luckly they didn't bring that up while we were eating.
Breakfast tasted good, it was the same old so it wasn't that exciting.
No letters for me today either. I sighed at the thought of mother, hoping she was fine at least.
"We have heard some rumors about Wyatt." Alex whispered suddenly. He looked around to see if Wyatt was there.
Luckly he wasn't at breakfast. Freddo, joined the conversation. Didn't really knew anything about this kid, but we let him join.
"I saw him speaking to Professor Snap last night. Obviously were they trying to hide and speak in peace." Freddo said.
I wrinkled my eyebrows, looked from Freddo to Alex. "And the rumor is?" I asked curiously.
"That he is working for Snape. I don't know on what." Alex shrugged. "But he is like undercover or something." He swallowed.
Alex was looking all excited about the gossip he had. Like he was feeling proud of his work.
"That why he got beat up so badly before. He was with some bad people, trying to get information.
That's what we think at least." said Ryan, as he jumped into the conversation as well.
"Also.." whispered Alex even lower, leaning over the table. "It's rumors that the reason Snape is using Wyatt, is because it's his son."
Alex smirked after saying this, he even chuckled. My eyes were wide open. I shook my head. That was insane. What if Wyatt were helping Snape at getting information to Dumbledore or something?
It made sense of why Wyatt had always been so strong, good at duelling, good at defending himself.
Wyatt was always serious, duelling with us like he were duelling with the enemy.
Of course he was like that, because Snap had been training him.
I sighed, almost we three boys had no chance at beating him. He was good, and now we knew why.
He had been trained to be good.
 
I tilted my head as I considered this, and I thought on it for a while. I'd been trained by Snape and Lucuis over the years, once they knew who I was, and both had known from when they'd met me.

"If that is the case, his attitude towards me makes no sense. Death eaters fall over themselves to try and appease me or gain my favour, and their children are usually worse than that. Just look at how Malfoy reacts to me, he's only so sodo hostile because I keep doing all these reckless things that he believes is going to get him killed."

I whispered to the group, deep in thought. If Wyatt was Snapes son, and we had questions about Snapes loyalty, where would he stand? And in that case, who was Wyatts mother?
 
Alex shrugged at what you said. You made me think even more.
"Well.. Wyatt is different. If he hate someone, he can't control it." Ryan said, his voice shaking a bit.
I nodded at what Ryan said, it was true. "Well, he is powerful compared to many others at this school at least." Freddo commented. He didn't look at you, because he knew you weren't like the others, and didn't compare you against Wyatt. But he wasn't wrong, Wyatt could go up against mostly anyone. He would last a lot longer in a duell with you, than what I would.

It made sense that he was Snape's son, when you thought about it. Because he actually looked like him, I had never noticed before.
But he had greasy black hair, medium long hair, just like Draco's just in black. And a big marked nose, pale skin and dark eyes. But he was handsome in a way that Snape never was as young and never could be as an adult either.

"As to you compearing Draco to Wyatt. Well, no disrespect to Draco, I like him. But Draco's enemies is the Gryffindors. Harry Potter, and his friends." Alex said in a mysterious way. "While Wyatt has enemies inside of his own house. Draco is more tough on the outside, but get easily scared. And he is terrified of you, Lileath and obeys anyone above him at all times. He kinda lika a puppet in the game." Alex continued. "While Wyatt is not scared of starting a fight with anyone. And he has kinda his own rules and is his own master. He and Snape have been fighting a lot, I always thought it was just about school or getting in trouble."
Alex shook is head.
"I think Wyatt have experienced something in his childhood. I don't know what. But he almost started talking about it once.
He has been a part of something. And his family condition is complicated." That was the last thing he said. Everyone was looking in the air, thinking og wondering.
It was extremly many questions twirling around in my mind. Who was his mother? Had Snape known about his son all the time?
What was he a part of? Who had beaten him up? Who was his master? Which side was he really on?
 
I tilted my head towards Froddo, hearing his thoughts. He was right, so I decided to address the point.

"I could beat him in a fight, but it'd likely be messy. Although strangely, he either doesn't have any mental shields, or they're so weak I shattered them just by entering his mind, which is very unlike Severus. Considering how good he is at it, it'd make sense for him to teach his son."

Maybe he'd tried, and Wyatt wasn't suited for it. It was a very niche, very precise type of magic, and was by no means easy to learn. I frowned. Rogue, lone outsiders were always the most dangerous, especially if they felt they had no connections and nothing to lose.

"Oh I like him too. But his behaviour is typical for most of the people I associate with aside from you guys, so it was merely a comparison as they are apparently in similar situations."

I sighed and rapped my nails on the desk "If Wyatt is smart, he'll stay out of it. My father isn't the most trusting person at the best of times, and partially why death eaters push it on their kids is they believe it, and as a show of loyalty. If
Wyatt, after five years of being in slytherin joins the order, that might be enough for Severus' head to roll, as it'll bring of the questions of why did he join the order. Who encouraged it, when he's surrounded by other slytherins day and night."


For even if Slytherins weren't all death eaters (although many of them were), joining the order was seen as extremely distasteful. Almost traitorous even, an extremely intense version of bringing a Gryffindor flag to a quiddich match non ironically. I pursed my lips as his childhood was mentioned.

"I could enter his mind and have a look, but Severus would likely find out and know we were unto him. Or we could see what we can find without being detected."
 
"I don't think he is part of the order. He just doesn't seem the type to try to make peace or whatever." Alex blew some hair out of his face.
"I don't think he is working for the better good either." I said. Ryan was shaking his head, as he agreed. Same with Freddo.
I sighed. "Anyway I think if he has training, Snape must have learned him something in these years." Alex mentioned.
"I don't think he is an easy nut to crack. He must have learned to protect his mind. We know Snape, and he doesn't stop even if it's pain involved. And Wyatt isn't likely to give up either. He is cocky, he wants to be the best and well he is mysterious. He is hiding a lot." Alex continued. "But well, time for class. See you lovebirds later." He smirked and blinked at us as he stood up from the bench. The other guys followed.
I looked over at you. "Try to lay low Lileath. You are your own person and you can do whatever you want. But we don't want to make Snape and Wyatt suspicious. We now too little." I smiled at you. "My teory is that Wyatt is doing something without Snape's permission. I think he is handling on himself. That's why Snape is mad at him, they argue a lot and that could be the reason." I shrugged my shoulders. "Maybe he have stopped working for Snape. Who knows."
 
I frowned. Maybe not a peace maker, but if the order was to take a darker turn, to attempt to eradicate the taint of dark magic rather than to simply try and repress it, he might be tempted into joining.

"Our stance is that we do it for the greater good, but while the order says they are doing it for the greater good of humanity, we say we are doing it for the greater good of the wizarding world. But you're right; I don't think his actions are being motivated by a greater purpose."

I pointed out, correcting your point slightly. I told you that occlumency was an extremely difficult magic form to learn, and just because you can teach somebody the principles of it doesn't mean they can apply them. But I agreed with Alex, that he was definitely hiding a lot. I stuck my tongue out at him and Ryan chuckled.

"I already have orders from my father not to raise his interest. But your theory is solid, and I'd be interested in expanding on it. Although I'd say staying low should be on your list of things to consider as well."

I whispered to you, smiling slightly at you as I kissed your cheek and left for class, summoning an apple from down the table.
 
I just nodded as an answer to you.
I went over to the griffindor table as you went to class. Saw some of Phillip's buddies.
"Are Phillip and Sylvia back?" I leaned over the table and looked at them.
They shook their head. Even looked like they were scared of me. I frowned. I did ask in a normal way.
"Okay. Thank you." I said and walked off to class as well.
I hoped my siblings would be soon back so I could ask them about mother. Phillip would understand if my parents were mad at me.
 
I walked to Herbology as I ate an apple, vanishing it with my wand once I'd finished. Waited outside for class to start, a little cold in the crisp morning air, thinking about what had been said. It was certainly interesting, and I waved at Malfoy when I saw him walk out. He walked over, looking half relieved although he also looked more than slightly irritated.

"You got yourself a boyfriend then."

He said, not looking at me despite the sharp edge in his voice, and it was an effort not to sneer. He turned to me and seemed about to say something, but shook his head, settling for a look of pure disgust as he walked off. I didn't bother following him.
 
Herbology, just let it pass fast.
I yawned as she started talking. Wyatt wasn't there, the only thing that I hoped about this day.
Tried to not fall asleep, the only goal this class.
 
I was wrestling with some plant that seemed intent in trying to strangle me when I finally got it into the pot, cursing at it with language that made the teacher bark at me. Apologising, I packed up and tidied up a bit, meeting you outside.

"I take it by the lesser amount of swearing you were met with a little more success."

I said lightly to you, mending a cut on my forehead as I looked in a pocket mirror.
 
I laughed. "I could hear you across the room." Smiling at you.
"Well, plants aren't my bestfriend either." I smirked.
I sighed as I saw my siblings walking around the grounds with some friends. They were back.
Had to wait for later to talk to them. I looked back at you.
 
I chuckled slightly. Herbology was admittedly one of my worse subjects, although it wasn't exactly that useful. I saw you looking across the grounds at something at focused on it, before realising it was your siblings. They were back then.

"You can go and see them if you want, there's nothing stopping you."
 
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I shook my head. "It's not the best time now." Clearing my throat.
"They just came back." I started walking inside of the castle again.
 
I sighed "I... uh, take it your parents wouldn't approve of this much either, right?"

I said with a hint of sadness. Your grandparents would be delighted, and any other relatives your own age would likely to jealous, but if your parents wanted you to stay out of it dating the heir of Slytherin wasn't the best approach.
 
"Probably not." I shrugged my shoulders. "But it doesn't matter. They don't approve of me anymore either."
Taking my hand through my hair. Looking around, not seeing Ryan, Alex and them.
 
I frowned and looked away from you. I suspected that despite your attitude it did actually matter to you. I sighed, glancing around as I saw a few people we knew.

"I'm sorry. About your parents I mean."

I said softly, knowing you'd probably just shove it off. I tilted my head slightly.

"What's it like to have grandparents?"

I asked curiously. Considering I didn't have a blood set of them left alive, I was genuinely curious about what it must be like.
 
"It's okay. I will get used to."
I walked over and sat down at a bench.
I thought a little bith about your question.
"Well it's weird. The grandparents I met yesterday, well I don't feel like they are mine yet..."
I looked around. "But I do have grandparents on my mother's side. And well they are muggles. So they are just caring, loving. It's kinda cheesy." I sighed. "It's like a thing in the muggleworld that the parents are supposed to be strict, while the grandparents spoil their grandchildren. Like they don't have the same rules, it's really stupid. Grandparents feed you up and make you fat." I shrugged.
 
I raised my eyebrows at your response. It sounded nice, but I had little doubt I'd hate it. They sounded like they spent a lot of time molly-codling, and I despised being pandered to like a child.

"It's not really a surprise, you did only meet them yesterday. If I was to go and visit my mother I doubt we'd have much of a bond."
 
"Where is your mother anyway?" I asked curiously. Not in a mean way, at least I tried to sound nice.
"Didn't mean it to come out that way. I'm sorry, it's okay if you don't want to talk about it." I nodded and smiled at you.
I started biting my nails, but I stopped quickly.
 
I swallowed slightly, frowning. Didn't you know? Most people did, but the focus was mainly on who my father was.

"She's in Azkaban."

I said, far more flatly than usual. I shrugged and snorted slightly.

"It's kind of hard for me to talk about her, considering we've never met."
 
I frowned “She tortured Nevilles parents into madness, and later proclaimed to an entire court that she did it for my father, who`d one day return, and that she`d do it again without a second thought.”

I said coldly, not looking at you. I tried to keep the slight undercurrent of hate out of my voice, but I did resent her. For allowing her loyalty to my father to blind her, for putting him over me. She'd been wrong though, as although he appreciated the devotion, he was furious with her for not raising me.
 
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I nodded slowly. Didn't say anything, just took your hand and held it.
"So what do you think, should we make some plan to find out about Wyatt?" I asked while looking at you.
 

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