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Here is the eighteenth chapter.

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We walked to the breakfast, on time. I was with Hermione and Ginny. I was still shaken from last night, but as told I didn't say anything. I don't know why I shouldn't share. It's all strange and complicated.

The Royals weren't here yet. Sheez, how much do they sleep?

"Good morning." Ron says. I didn't knew he was here.

"Morning." I return, trying to sound normal.

Dean and Seamus along with the twins joined us, in under 10 minutes of us being in the room. We were a little awkward but were talking to one another. The only one who remained silent was Hermione. By the looks of her she was deep in thought, so I left her to be. You never know, when she blasts open.

Suddenly a boy screamed, "they are here" much like the previous day. I wonder if they are going to make it their habit.

The Princess Anastasia enters first, and much like yesterday my eyes pop out at the dress. Today she was wearing the same trench coat she wore yesterday, but along with it were a pair of black T-shirt and shorts. Which I thought were a little weird, I mean it looked like they were short but then it didn't look un-modest.
Along with that she had ear plugs in and was scrolling through her phone like no tomorrow. She looked like a non- caring rich girl of the school.

The three other's follow. They were wearing different outfits, Lord Di Angelo was wearing black pants and black shirt with somethings written, he looked like an emo man. Lord Jackson was in jeans and Blue T-shirt that had something written on it and a trident on it?
Lady Thalia was wearing grey pants, like yesterday, and a silver T- shirt, that I think said- 'Hunter of Artemis'. They all were wearing their trench coats like yesterday. Just that today it seemed more casual then yesterday.

Today, the three cousins were walking together, they had a look on their face that was somewhere on the lines of 'keep silence'. Princess settled on her seat, tapping in her phone and chewing her gum. I wonder how her phone worked here?
The other three also settled on their seats, but it was as if they were treating the Princess with caution. They were wishing for silence, for nobody to disturb them. But Ron had to disrupt it.

"Why is she acting like this?" Ron asks and the three royal cousin's wince.
They turn to look at the princess but she seemed absorbed staring at her screen.

Maybe not so much, "Why are you so talkative?" she snaps suddenly and the royals cringe this time.

"Hey! I just asked." Ron protests, quite weakly. At her tone, I would have kept quiet.

"Well, I just answered." she spits back. I bite my lips; Please Ron don't say anything.

But he mumbles under his breath. I didn't here but I don't know how, Princess Anastasia did.

She slaps the hand on the table and the whole table rattles, she is standing right in his face, "Listen here Weasel, I am going to say this once and for all, one flick of my little finger and you will be dead. Don't make me angry." she menacingly finishes before turning to the hall and spatting, "Goes for you all too."
Wow, she called him 'Weasel', wonder if she got inspiration from somewhere. I turn to look at a certain Slytherin who used the same nickname. He looks like he is having the best time of the world.

She gave one last glare at Ronald, who shudders, and walks out of the hall. I would have to if it was completely directed at me. It was scary.

"That went well." Lady Thalia sighs.

And Lord Nico snorts, "That went bloody well, I wouldn't have another way."
Wow, he sounds too British, it doesn't befit him at all.

"What do you mean, it went well?" Dean asks.

"The last time somebody annoyed her, that guy ended in the infirmary." Lord Jackson tells us.

"What happened to him?" Seamus query.

"Ask Percy, he went through it." Lord Di Angelo say with a smirk. He looked absolute evil.

Lord Jackson glares at him, "It hurt." he returns. "Had some broken ribs and bruises."
He says it so nonchalantly as if is bloody everyday occurring.

"Shouldn't we go-"

"-after the Princess?" Fred and George demand.

"I want to live a little more. Thanks." Lord Jackson answers, cheekily.

"I will pass, too." Lord Di Angelo says swiftly.

"Morons." Lady Thalia states.

"Why don't-" Lord Di Angelo begins.

"-you go?" And Lord Jackson finishes.

"I am hungry." She tries to defend herself. And the two of the cousins snort.

"The classes are about to begin." Ginny notes.

"Call her." Lady Thalia suggests.

"My phone is back in the room." Lord Di Angelo says.

"Phones don't work here." I interject. They don't seem in a bad mood, I can try to talk.

"Watch me." Lord Jackson says, before fishing the phone out of his pocket. He rings Princess Anastasia. It works. I stare in shock at Lord Jackson.

"Hello" Lord Jackson says, slowly Almost as if scared of hearing a lecture. There is a muffled answer from other side.

"Classes are about to begin." His voice is much more calmer than before.

"Herbology" Lord Jackson states and after a moment pulls the phone away. She hanged up, most probably.

"Come on let's go." I say after a silence of two minutes.

We had Herbology with Hufflepuff's not a big deal. They were cool, it was easy studying with them. And with the subject being Herbology, it was easy.
This year Herbology, Charms and History of Magic were made core subjects for 7th years too.

Princess Anastasia was already standing at the door of the green house when we reached there. She was kicking pieces of rock while her earphones were still in use. She looked agitated, worried and .... angry at the same time?

As soon as the the three cousins reached them, they stared at each other. It was as if they were conversing mind-mind. They know Legilimency?
Suddenly Lord Di Angelo snorted and the other three laughed. Weirdness should have a limit.

"Come in kids." Professor Sprout called as she opened the door of the Greenhouse.

She started to lecture on about a specific type of flowers and I wasn't paying attention obviously. I had to much going in mind to pay attention.
The Royals were sitting there looking at the Professor, I was potentially surprised when I realized they were listening. After all they did not pay attention in any of the classes.

My eyes landed on Lord Jackson and mind wandered to last night. The dream. Did he went through it every day? Were there whip marks? I wonder if that is the reason, they wear such cloths. Do others go through it too or is it reserved to Lord Jackson? Who was that guy? Was he going through it when I saw it? Could I have helped him?

"- tell me?" Professor Sprout's sharp voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked around hastily, trying to figure out what was going on.

Hermione whispered to me, "What flower is said to be grown only in the underworld?"

"Mr. Di Angelo." Professor calls out. And beside me I hear Hermione groan, and whisper something on the lines of 'knows of course'.

"The plant found in the underworld of Greek is Asphodelus albus. It's said that there are large Meadows of them, which gives it the name Asphodel Meadows. White asphodel grows to a height of 50–120 cm. The plain stem is supported by fleshy, thickened roots, that have rhizomes. The leaves, which originate from the base of the stem, are gutter-shaped and glaucous i.e., covered by a waxy coating. The white hermaphroditic flowers are funnel-shaped, with six elongated petals." Lord Di Angelo recites.

Professor Sprout looked a little surprised, "Even I didn't know that much about Asphodelus."

"My Grandmother and Step mother are all about plants plus this is a Greek thing." Lord Di Angelo shrugs.

"That was wonderful. 10 points to Gryffindor." Professor said.

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