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Here is the thirteenth chapter.

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The 'Royals' left after a while and we were sitting there thinking about their actions, at least I was.

The portrait opened and in stepped Hermione. She looked like she was in some deep thoughts, she straight away walked towards the fire, I doubt she has seen us. She sits down in front of fire and stares at it.

"Hermione?" Ginny calls.

"Yes" she sighs.

"What happened?" Gin asks.

"Nothing, just thinking."

"About?" I ask.

"Slytherins"

"What about them?" Ron asks. "They are all gits. They supported the dark lord."

"Did they do that as their choice?" She asks.

"What do you mean" Dean asks.

"Pansy, had a flashback of her parents abusing her if she did something the dark didn't want them to do. She never knew how the muggles were, she was just told to follow the orders. She was starved at her house if she didn't follow the orders." Hermione sighs "Not only her, all of them got the similar treatment. So should their past describe them?"

"But they are snakes."

"They are humans Ron." She fires back. "If we decide their character using their past, then what will be the difference between them and us."

"I agree with Hermione." Neville says quietly.

"If what you say is true, then I am sorry for them. I can give them a chance." Seamus says.

"You are believing those lying gits?" Ron asks, disgust on his face.

"Yes, Ronald because we can see that people change." Hermione says. "None of them have teased us. Even though I had a run in with them. So, I am going to give them a chance you prove themselves."

"Harry, do you believe her?" Ron asks me. Before I can answer the portrait opens again and Professor McGonagall walks in.

"Sixth year and above please assemble in the ground near lake." She orders us. We exchange looks, nobody moving. "Now, kids"

Again, we exchange looks but this time get up and follow others out. One question in everybody's mind-'what is it?'

We walk outside and assemble near the lake. Whispering was running all over the kids assembled in the ground.

"If you could hurry up, cousins." Professor Apollo screams from the front and we turn to stare at them. Lord Jackson touches the other three and they turn dry. WHAT !!?? And simply start walking towards where we are gathered.

"All the sixth, seventh- and eighth- year kids are here?" Headmaster Dumbledore asks the other Professor. When he gets a nod in return, he turns back to us.
"It has come to our attention that you all have a very poor physical health. So, from now we will have a two- hour physical fitness class every day."

There are many groans from all over the crowd. What are they thinking. Now, after defeating Voldemort, why do we need good Physical health.
The Royals had this strange look on their face. On which I couldn't place a finger.

"Professor Apollo, is going to take this covered majorly and we are going to help." Professor Dumbledore and turns to Professor Apollo.

"Wonderful." Professor states as he claps his hands together. "We can start today with something easy." He looks among the kids and his brows furrow. "Why don't you guys start by, standing at a distance of five feet from one another."

There was a lot of shuffling as we try to arrange ourselves at a distance of five feet from one another and in straight lines.

"Let's start with push ups." Professor Apollo calls out. "Let's see who can do maximum of them in 10 mins."

Oh! We are dead. I remember having PE in my muggle school, I was over poor at it. I sigh. There are shrieks of anger from the kids and some even shout in horror.

The royals looked like they were discussing something, using Legilimency most probably.

Lord Jackson smiles at Princess, sheepishly.

"Can the 'Royals' come over here?" Professor Apollo calls out. And they groan? They are most probably being ignored out of this.
They walk up to Professor; annoyance clear on their face.

"What us it, Apollo?" Lady Thalia asks for all of them. All of us gathered are straining our years to hear what those guys are talking about. What was their cousin telling the Royals?

"You didn't expect me to tell you to do this, did you?" Professor Apollo asks.

"Nope." Lord Nico says, nonchalantly popping the 'p'.

"Wonderful." He speaks.

Professor speaks too low for us to here, but he trails off as he sees the expression of the Royals. "Are you guys even listening?" Apollo questions louder this time.

The three cousins, grin at him guiltily, while Princess Anastasia nods. Professor Apollo sighs.

"What am I going to do with you guys?" Professor asks.

"Come on, Apollo. We don't need to do this." Lord Jackson states. Of Course, those Royals had to act like those rich stick- up brats.

"Leave it to me, Apollo. Any ways they couldn't have done anything." Princess Anastasia says. Nodding at him, she snaps her fingers and The Royals are covered in deep blueish-black something. That looks like something between fog and shadows.

When it cleared off, they were in different outfits. They were all modest but showed more than required. The girls were in a top and slacks. Their abs clearly visible, both the girls had six pack. My eyes had fallen of the socket, Holy Merlin.
The boys were in sweat pants and jackets, they discarded the jacket after few seconds and their tight T-shirts were visible. Both of them were muscled but not over muscled. From what could be seen through the clinging T-shirt I was sure the two had abs.

Professor Apollo says something and Lady Thalia, looks at him and then points at her abs as if showing them off.

Lord Di Angelo adds something, which makes Lord Jackson flex's his biceps. Oh. Godric. His muscles ripple under the T-shirt and believe me when I say that had I not been awkward with them, I would have a crush on him. He is the guy who is in every school, the hot and cool jock of school. He had a perfect swimmer's body.
And Lord Di Angelo was one, that is also there in school, the best friend of the main jock, having a body for girls to drool over.

"What do you say, Apollo?" Lord Jackson asks.

Professor shoves off his jacket flexing his arms. It's more than Lord Di Angelo, same as Lord Jackson.

"Ha, shove off Jackson." Lord Jackson flex's off again, this time his triceps show to.

"That's cheating, Apollo. You are using your powers." Lady Thalia complains when Professor's increase a little. Powers?

"Ha. I have the best." Lord Jackson gloats.

"Who said that?" Princess Anastasia speaks for first time. Lord Jackson and Professor turns towards her and raise an eyebrow each.

She flex's her arms and both her biceps and triceps ripple out, more than Lord Jackson. My mouth falls open. She kisses it and turns to the other two.

"You were saying?" She asks sweetly. And Lord Jackson pouts.

"I don't believe her." Professor Apollo shakes her head.

"Duh! Apollo." She rolls her eyes. "I am your aunt. Of course, I am better."

The other three royals share looks and then burst out laughing.

"Ok fine." Professor Apollo yells. "Start doing your share of push ups."

"Remember kids, maximum in 10 minutes." Professor tells us.

"And I want to see what maximum numbers you can hit." He tells the Royals. I take a deep breathe, get into position and begin the push ups.

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