Albus thought his tests went alright. Tyler and Luke didn't talk at all for the full testweek, and Albus saw some glimpses of Ralph and Luke. Quinn was rather close to Rose and Felicia, and Fred seemed to be hanging around with James a lot, who also was busy with Annabeth a lot. The day of the End-Of-Year-Feast Albus and the others sat by the Black Lake as it was very hot.

Scorpius played with Rose's hair while he spoke. "Albus, what do you think we should do about the Horcruxes?"

"How should I know?" said Albus, and then he added, "Actually I do have an idea. We're going to celebrate summer and ask my dad what to do and then we'll go ahead and search for the Horcruxes." he said.

Rose cleared her throat. "About the summer holidays, Scorpius do you want to come along? I'm not sure my dad will approve but if I ask my mum she'll probably say it's fine." she said, and Scorpius nodded.

"I'd love to." said Scorpius as he sat up. "But I have to owl my dad, first. And I know that your parents would disapprove of us being together, so will we like go as friends, or?" He said, and Rose shrugged.

"We'll see." she mumbled. Albus turned to Felicia and Tyler, who were talking about a test.

"Do you guys want to come too? We'll be with all six of us then, it'd be smart." he said, and Quinn coughed. "Quinn, you're living with us for the coming summer. You don't have a choice." he said, and she chuckled. Just then, Ervin and his posse came over. Albus remembered one boy in first that had been in his posse, a guy named Phil, who then turned out to be a true Hufflepuff. Ervin snickered at the sight of the Gryffindors near the lake.

"What do you want?" Quinn asked, and Ervin chuckled.

"What I want, is to talk to you, you filthy little Mudblood." he said, and Quinn raised a brow.

She got up but wasn't nearly as tall as Ervin. "What did you just call me?" she asked, and Ervin stepped even nearer.

"A Mudblood. Now come on, I need to talk to you. Alone." he said, but Quinn scanned him.

She stepped even closer - so close there were mere inches between them. "What are you going to do then, what is this about. Is it so important you need your posse of losers?" One of Ervin's friends was about to lunge himself onto Quinn, but another stopped him.

"Calm down, Derek. Just chill." he said. Derek relaxed a little.

"So, Jones, what is it? What could possibly be so important, you can't say it in front of my friends." said Quinn, still very close to Ervin.

"W-well. I-I just. Y-you're a-a l-little close. Mudblood." He stammered, making Quinn smirk.

She glanced over her shoulder to the others. "Really? Is it that intimidating? Well, let's see how intimidating I am when I smack you. Just spit it out." she said, and Ervin nodded.

"Okay. Well, I wanted to dare you and your... gang for a match of Quidditch, but it seems you lost a pal. That way, you will need an extra player, am I right?" he said, and Quinn nodded.

"Deal. But let's make it more exciting. If we win... you have to officially pass Gryffindor House all the points you had. And you can do that, as you are an ex-prefect." she said, and Ervin gulped.

"And if we win...-"

"We have to do the same?" Quinn said, but Ervin shook his head.

He chuckled. "No. If we win... you all have to jump into the lake right after the End-Of-Year-Feast when everyone goes outside." he paused. "but, naked." Quinn's eyes widened.

"Are you bloody serious? That's ridiculous! I'm not going to-" she started, but Felicia interrupted.

"Deal. Good luck, brother." she said, and Ervin grinned, and shook her hand.

"Good luck, sister."

***

A bit later Albus found himself sitting in between his girlfriend and best friend, who were loudly whispering. "Are you nuts? They're totally going to win. Half of our friends don't even know how to steer a broomstick."

Felicia nodded. "True. But that's not a problem, as we'll break into the Potions shed, borrow Polyjuice Potion and have the Quidditch team as us. And we can ask Chris to be himself, right?" she said, and Quinn nodded.

"Okay. But how are we breaking into the shed?" she asked, and both turned to Albus. He looked up and threw his hands up in the air in defense. "Oh, come on Al, you can just manipulate Slughorn in giving it to you. Besides, this is his last year at Hogwarts, he's retiring. He'll love you for having an out-of-school interest for Potions." said Quinn, and Felicia agreed.

"Okay fine. But only because I want to see Ervin's ass kicked."

***

Around three in the afternoon Albus stood with a jar of Polyjuice Potion across from the entire Quidditch team: James, Fred, Quinn, Chris, Molly, Scorpius and Annabeth - for Owen Matt was ill.

"So, who are you all going as? Except Chris, Scorpius and Quinn of course. I suggest James goes as me, Fred as Tyler, Molly as Rose and Annabeth as Felicia. Then... Quinn is Chaser together with James/Me and Scorpius, Beaters Molly/Rose and Chris, Keeper is Fred/Tyler and the Seeker is Annabeth/Felicia. That about right?" said Albus, and everyone nodded. "Okay, then, this stuff is the grossest stuff you'll ever have." He said, as he emtied the jar into four jugs. Then he pulled out a strand of hair and dropped it into one. The color turned a bright red immediately. He handed it to James. Then Tyler did the same, his turned a tasty-looking orange, which made Albus think of the Muggle drink Irn Bru. Felicia did the same, creating a nice blue, and Rose's was as red as her hair. All of them handed the others their drinks and they downed it. A bit later there were two Albus's, two Felicias, two Roses and two Tylers. They changed into the right clothes and the four real ones sneaked into the Quidditch stands to watch.

The other team consisted of Ervin, his girlfriend Jade Conover, Derek Flint, Jade's best friend Olivia Green, Roy Zabini, a boy Albus didn't know by the name of Francis Goyle, and a girl that clung onto Goyle called Madison Pansy Johnson - she said Pansy very clearly. The two teams stood across from each other and Frederique Jordan, who always commentated the games, announced the start.

"Okay, the Quaffle is released, let the game begin. Quinn immediately grabs the ball and soars to the other side with it, but she isn't quick enough on her a little bit older Firebolt Supreme, and Ervin has the ball. He makes a fly for it and throws it through the hoops on the other side. It's 10 nil for Slytherin. Albus intercepts the ball and flies towards the other side and scores! 10-10!"

The game proceeded quickly and everyone played really well, but at some point it was 170-80 and Annabeth and Derek Flint - the Seekers - were battling for the Snitch. Albus hoped with all his life that Annabeth would catch it because he didn't want to jump into the lake butt naked.

"They're nearing the Snitch, very close now, Felicia nearly has it, a little more -" Albus crossed his fingers. Come on, Annabeth, come on, Annabeth.. "Derek catches it! Slytherin wins!" Albus' eyes widened. The teams land and the four - Annabeth, James, Fred and Molly walked to the side and the four real ones, who also wore the Quidditch outfits, walked back to the field, standing across from Ervin and his posse, who were grinning.

"We're not doing it." said Quinn.

"But you have to, it was a bet and you lost it." said Ervin.

Albus rolled his eyes. "You're a pervert, Ervin. Everyone knows you want to see Quinn naked because you have a crush on her." he said, and Ervin turned red, while Quinn looked at Albus with a priceless expression.

"That's not true, I don't. I just think it'd be funny. Now, see you in the lake after the End-Of-Year-Feast!" Ervin said, and he clicked his fingers walking away as his posse followed him. Albus ran his hand through his hair.

"Now what do we do. Thanks, Felicia. Great idea." he said, as Fred, Annabeth, James and Molly walked onto the field again.

"Well, we tried. See you later." said Annabeth, as she and James ran off again. Molly and Fred left too, as did Chris, as he didn't have to jump in the lake butt naked.

Quinn rubbed her temples. "Albus, what was that about Ervin having a crush on me?"

Felicia answered for him. "He told me before the Christmas ball and it probably is still true even though he's with that Conover girl." Quinn sighed.

"I'm so not jumping in the lake naked." she said, and Albus nodded. "So, how do we fix it?"

Tyler chuckled. "If Albus gets in trouble before the End-Of-Year-Feast he'll get picked up by his parents and won't have to." he joked, but to Albus' surprise everyone nodded.

"I'm not getting in an accident again!" He yelled with his hands up in the air. "We'll think of something, really." he said, and the others nodded. "We're basically screwed." Mumbled Albus. Then it hit him. "Nothing has to happen to us, we can just hang around the teachers a bit after the feast, that way they can't ask us to do it as it's probably not allowed." he said, and the others agreed.

***

That evening was the feast. The Headmaster started with a speech. "Another year has passed successfully, and I am delighted to see all your happy eyes ready for a holiday, and you will get one. But first, I have a few announcements. First of all, Professor Slughorn will retire for the second time. After he returned from his retirement in 1996 he couldn't stop teaching because he enjoyed it too much. And now, in 2023, at the age of 122, is retiring once and for all. Now, can I have the biggest applause you've ever given for this amazing teacher!" And as he asked, everyone jumped up and applauded, and it was probably also heard over in the US on the top floor of the Empire State Building  or something. After that, the Headmaster continued. "Next up, the House Cup. All points have been counted, and in fourth place, with 378 points, Hufflepuff! In third, with 403 points, Slytherin! In second Gryffindor with 484 points, and in first, Ravenclaw, with 496 points! Congratulations!" Everyone cheered. "Then now, time for the School Song."

Everyone sang excitedly, including Albus.

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.

The last to finish were Fred and James with a low funeral tune, and everyone clapped before the food appeared at the tables. Albus was glad, as he felt like he hadn't eaten in a century. He enjoyed the Beef stew with herb dumplings, some mashed potato, and most of all, he ate a load of the amazing steak.

After the dinner everyone went outside to the lake before they'd have to pack their bags and trunks to return to London on the early 10 am train. People that lived near Hogwarts, in Hogsmeade for instance, wouldn't travel all the way to London, obviously. For example, Luke's cousin Caspar lived in Hogsmeade. Albus and the others made way to Professor Slughorn, to talk about books - as in the last Slug Club meeting he discussed what people liked to do and he himself enjoyed reading and because they had discussed this plan. But before they could reach the teachers, Ervin stood in front of them. "Forgot the bet, have you?" He said, grinning, and Quinn stepped closer to him. Ervin stepped even closer - once again leaving mere inches in between them.

"We're not going to do it, you sick, disgusting pervert. You're worse than the villain in one of the best Disney movies - that's a Muggle thing - the villain Frollo in The Hunchback of Notre Dame." she snapped. Albus didn't recognize the movie.

"You sound great when you speak French." muttered Ervin, before he closed the distance between him and Quinn.

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Hey, sorry if you had seen the old update but something went wrong but the full chapter is here now!

So, thanks for reading this chapter and I have holidays now so an update will be coming somewhere this week, maybe even today and I'd like you to vote and comment, maybe even follow me if you haven't already, I do very interesting stuff. Especially comment because I love it when you do that and you can always give suggestions and I will most likely use them in some way unless you ask me ridiculous things like, I don't know, tell me Quinn and Albus should get drunk from Firewhiskey and then do stuff. So, please comment and I love you!

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