BOOM. THEY KNOCKED AGAIN. Dudley jerked awake. "Where's the cannon?" he said stupidly. There was a crash behind them and Uncle Vernon came skidding into the room. He was holding a rifle in his hands- now they knew what had been in the long, thin package he had brought with them.

"Is he stupid?" Regulus asks out loud.

"I think you are stupid for asking if
he is stupid since it's clear that he is." Narcissa tells him.

"Who's there?" he shouted. "I warn you- I'm armed!" There was a pause. Then- SMASH! The door was hit with such force that it swung clean off its hinges and with a deafening crash landed flat on the floor. A giant of a man was standing in the doorway. His face was almost completely hidden by a long, shaggy mane of hair and a wild, tangled beard, but you could make out his eyes, glinting like black beetles under all the hair.

The giant squeezed his way into the hut, stooping so that his head just brushed the ceiling. He bent down, picked up the door, and fitted it easily back into its frame. The noise of the storm outside dropped a little. He turned to look at them all. "Couldn't make us a cup o' tea, could yeh? It's not been an easy journey..."

"HAGRID!!!" The Marauders shouts happily.

"A giant?" Leo raise a brow.

"Kinda." Astro replies.

He strode over to the sofa where Dudley sat frozen with fear. "Budge up, yeh great lump," said the stranger. Dudley squeaked and ran to hide behind his mother, who was crouching, terrified, behind Uncle Vernon. "An' here's Hyacinth!" said the giant.

Hyacinth looked up into the fierce, wild, shadowy face and saw that the beetle eyes were crinkled in a smile. "Las' time I saw you, you was only a baby," said the giant. "Yeh look a lot like yet dad, but yeh've got yet mom's eyes." Uncle Vernon made a funny rasping noise. I demand that you leave at once, sit!" he said. "You are breaking and entering!"

"Not anymore." Astro smitks.

"What do you mean?" Lily asks her godson.

"Hyacinth's eyes became purple." Astro tells them with a sigh.

"It's was Hyacinthus's original eyes color so..." Argalus Sparta says.

"Female Hyacinthus is so pretty!" Polyboea Sparta grins happily.

"She is." Apollo and Zephyrus glare at each other, the moment they said the same words at the same time.

"Ah, shut up, Dursley, yeh great prune," said the giant; he reached over the back of the sofa, jerked the gun out of Uncle Vernon's hands, bent it into a knot as easily as if it had been made of rubber, and threw it into a corner of the room. Uncle Vernon made another funny noise, like a mouse being trodden on.

"Anyway- Hyacinth," said the giant, turning his back on the Dursleys, "a
very happy birthday to yeh. Got summat fer yeh here- I mighta sat on it at some point, but it'll taste all right." From an inside pocket of his black overcoat he pulled a slightly squashed box. Hyacinth opened it with trembling fingers. Inside was a large, sticky chocolate cake with Happy Birthday Hyacinth written on it in green icing.

"Aww that's so sweet of him!" Euphemia smiles happily.

"The cute baby!"

Hyacinth looked up at the giant. She meant to say thank you, but the words got lost on the way to her mouth, and what she said instead was, "Who are you?" The giant chuckled.

"Always on her guard." Percy laughs.

"Look who is talking." Annabeth sighs.

"True, I haven't introduced myself. Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and
Grounds at Hogwarts." He held out an enormous hand and shook Hyacinth's whole arm. "What about that tea then, eh?" he said, rubbing his hands together. "I'd not say no ter summat stronger if yeh've got it, mind."

His eyes fell on the empty grate with the shriveled chip bags in it and he snorted. He bent down over the fireplace; they couldn't see what he was doing but when he drew back a second later, there was a roaring fire there. It filled the whole damp hut with flickering light and Hyacinth felt the warmth wash over her as though she'd sunk into a hot bath.

The giant sat back down on the sofa, which sagged under his weight, and
began taking all sorts of things out of the pockets of his coat: a copper kettle, a squashy package of sausages, a poker, a teapot, several chipped mugs, and a bottle of some amber liquid that he took a swig from before starting to make tea.

Soon the hut was full of the sound and smell of sizzling sausage. Nobody said a thing while the giant was working, but as he slid the first six fat, juicy, slightly burnt sausages from the poker, Dudley fidgeted a little.

"I can't stop myself from flinching when I look at that kid." Aphrodite shivers.

"Poor you." Ares chuckles, before smiling at his lover.

Uncle Vernon said sharply, "Don't touch anything he gives you, Dudley." The giant chuckled darkly. "Yet great puddin' of a son don' need fattenin' anymore, Dursley, don' worry." He passed the sausages to Hyacinth, who was so hungry she had never tasted anything so wonderful, but she still couldn't take her eyes off the giant. Finally, as nobody seemed about to explain anything, she said, "I'm sorry, but I still don't really know who you are."

"Artemis, does your hunters know how to cook?" Artemis facepalms at her twin brother's question.

"Yoy will cook cakes for the sweet girl, yourself brother." Apollo pouts.

"Some family."

The giant took a gulp of tea and wiped his mouth with the back of his
hand. "Call me Hagrid," he said, "everyone does. An' like I told yeh, I'm Keeper of Keys at Hogwarts- yeh'll know all about Hogwarts, o' course.

"Er- no," said Hyacinth, she was very grumpy when she need to act dumb but she would never disobey the voice in her head.

"That voice here, that voice that, just who the fuck is he?" Apollo almost felt the urge to burn everyone.

Why couldn't he just have his flower with him right now?

Hagrid looked shocked. "Sorry," Hyacinth said quickly. "Sony?" barked Hagrid, turning to stare at the Dursleys, who shrank back into the shadows. "It' s them as should be sorry! I knew yeh weren't gettin' yer letters but I never thought yeh wouldn't even know abou' Hogwarts, fer cryin' out loud! Did yeh never wonder where yet parents learned it all?"

"I know that I am a little late to say that but his vocabulary is on WHOLE new level." Grover snickers.

"You kind of remind me of him though-" Grover coughs and look at Astro Black.

"All what?" asked Hyacinth, she was even surprise at how good she was at lying.

"Hmfp, lucky brat!" Sirius pouts.

"That's because you don't know how to lie?" James smirks.

"Shut. Up." Sirius growls playfully.

"ALL WHAT?" Hagrid thundered. "Now wait jus' one second!" He had leapt to his feet. In his anger he seemed to fill the whole hut. The Dursleys were cowering against the wall. "Do you mean ter tell me," he growled at the Dursleys, "that this girl- this girl!- knows nothin' abou'- about ANYTHING?"

Hyacinth thought this was going a bit far. She had been to school, after all, and her marks were high, she was the smartest girl in her class.

"Mini Lily!!" Marlene giggles.

"Ravenclaw in making!"

"I know some things," she said. "I can, you know, do math and science as well as others subjects." But Hagrid simply waved his hand and said, "About our world, I mean. Your world. My world. Yer parents' world."

"That's such a character of James."

"What world?" She smiled fakely.

Hagrid looked as if he was about to explode. "DURSLEY!" he boomed.
Uncle Vernon, who had gone very pale, whispered something that sounded like "Mimblewimble." Hagrid stared wildly at Hyacinth. "But yeh must know about yet mom and dad," he said. "I mean, they're famous. You're famous."

"What? My- my mom and dad weren't famous, were they?" Her eyes widens.

"Famous when you are fucking dead." Lily scoffs.

"Good news for us, mudblood." Lucius rolls his eyes, his tone were bitter.

"Careful with your words, pitiful mortal." Athena glare at the peacock man with unspoken anger.

"Her existence is more important than your stupid bloodline." James adds after his mother in law.

"Yeh don' know... yeh don' know..." Hagrid ran his fingers through his
hair, fixing Hyacinth with a bewildered stare. "Yeh don' know what yeh are?" he said finally. Uncle Vernon suddenly found his voice. "Stop!" he commanded. "Stop right there, sit! I forbid you to tell the girl anything!"

"She have a name!!" Apollo frowns.

"I have a name!!" Hyacinth frowned.

Apollo smiles.

A braver man than Vernon Dursley would have quailed under the furious
look Hagrid now gave him; when Hagrid spoke, his every syllable trembled with rage.

"You never told her? Never told her what was in the letter Dumbledore left fer her? I was there! I saw Dumbledore leave it, Dursley! An' you've kept it from her all these years?" "Kept what from me?" said Hyacinth. "STOP! I FORBID YOU!" yelled Uncle Vernon in panic. Aunt Petunia gave a gasp of horror.

"Ah, go boil yet heads, both of yeh," said Hagrid. "Hyacinth- yer a witch." There was silence inside the hut. Only the sea and the whistling wind could be heard.

"That was very mean, sir." Hyacinth pouted.

"I know that she already know that she is one but I think she took that comment too seriously." Will point out the obvious.

"She totally did."

"No- a witch, a good and powerful witch with magic," said Hagrid, sitting back down on the sofa, which groaned and sank even lower, "an' a thumpin' good'un, I'd say, once yeh've been trained up a bit. With a mum an' dad like yours, what else would yeh be? An' I reckon it's abou' time yeh read yer letter."

Hyacinth stretched out her  hand at last to take the yellowish envelope,
addressed in emerald green to and sigh, she will have to read the letter again. Miss H. Potter, The Floor, Hut-on-the- Rock, The Sea. She pulled out the letter and read:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE (Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Miss. Potter, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31. Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress

"Why didn't the someone else take care of her? Someone close to you four." Artemis asks James.

"My parents are dead I supose, Sirius must as always be in trouble and Remus have his own problem. Mary and Marlene are hm... dead." He replies softly.

The Goddess sighs sympathicly.

After a few minutes she stammered fakely, "What does it mean, they await my owl?" "Gallopin' Gorgons, that reminds me," said Hagrid, clapping a hand to his forehead with enough force to knock over a cart horse, and from yet another pocket inside his overcoat he pulled an owl- a real, live, rather ruffled -looking owl- a long quill, and a roll of parchment.

With his tongue between his teeth he scribbled a note that Hyacinth could
read upside down: Dear Professor Dumbledore, Given Hyacinth her letter. Taking her to buy her things tomorrow. Weather's horrible. Hope you're Well. Hagrid.

Hagrid rolled up the note, gave it to the owl, which clamped it in its beak, went to the door, and threw the owl out into the storm. Then he came back and sat down as though this was as normal as talking on the telephone.

"Where was I?" said Hagrid, but at that moment, Uncle Vernon, still ashen-faced but looking very angry, moved into the firelight. "She's not going," he said. Hagrid grunted. "I'd like ter see a great Muggle like you stop her," he said.

"A what?" Piper asks.

"A what?" said Hyacinth with a deadpanned expression.

Piper blushes and smirk.

"A Muggle," said Hagrid, "it's what we call nonmagic folk like thern. An' it's your bad luck you grew up in a family o' the biggest Muggles I ever laid eyes on." "We swore when we took her in we'd put a stop to that rubbish," said Uncle Vernon, "swore we'd stamp it out of her! Witch indeed!"

"Kinda like how us Gods and the demigods called non magical people mortal?" Percy tilts his head.

"How much time did it get you to think about it?" Annabeth asks.

"1 minute and 53 seconds." Astro replies for Percy.

"Dam." Percy smiles.

"You knew?" said Hyacinth angrily, "ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪᴅ." The voice inform her.

"OH FUCK!"

"I would never get use to this!"

"The person's voice is dark and..."

"And hot?"

"Yes." Totally hot.

"Knew!" shrieked Aunt Petunia suddenly. "Knew! Of course we knew! How could you not be, my dratted sister being what she was? Oh, she got a letter just like that and disappeared off to that-that school-and came home every vacation with her pockets full of frog spawn, turning teacups into rats. I was the only one who saw her for what she was- a freak! But for my mother and father, oh no, it was Lily this and Lily that, they were proud of having a witch in the family!" She stopped to draw a deep breath and then went ranting on. It seemed she had been wanting to say all this for years.

"What a bitch." Clarisse says bluntly.

"I agree." Lily smiles at her half sister Annabeth who agreed with Clarisse.

"You are perfect." James kisses her cheek which tickles her soft skin.

"James, you cute toe rag." She giggles.

"Then she met that Potter at school and they left and got married and had you, and of course I knew you'd be just the same, just as strange, just as abnormal- and then, if you please, she went and got herself blown up and we got landed with you!"

"Hmm, I shall send her to Tartarus but she won't even survive a day there." Nyx shakes her head disappointly.

Hyacinth had gone very white. As soon as she found her voice she said, "Blown up? You told me they died in a car crash!" She clenched her hand.

"Liar, liar."

"CAR CRASH!" roared Hagrid, jumping up so angrily that the Dursleys scuttled back to their corner. "How could a car crash kill Lily an' James Potter? It's an outrage! A scandal! Hyacinth Potter not knowin' her own story when every kid in our world knows her name!" "But why? What happened?" Hyacinth asked urgently.

"Give the sweet girl a break! It's her birthday!" Persephone says enrage.

She wonders if her and Hades could adopt the baby girl. Maybe they would.

Hades shivers, something tells him that his wife plans something.

"ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss." The voice warned her. "I want to know!" The person sigh listening to his princess's thought. "ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ."

The anger faded from Hagrid's face. He looked suddenly anxious. "I never expected this," he said, in a low, worried voice. "I had no idea, when Dumbledore told me there might be trouble gettin' hold of yeh, how much yeh didn't know. Ah, Hyacinth, I don' know if I'm the right person ter tell yeh- but someone gotta- yeh can't go off ter Hogwarts not knowin'." He threw a dirty look at the Dursleys.

"Well, it's best yeh know as much as I can tell yeh- mind, I can't tell yeh everythin', it's a great myst'ry, parts of it...." He sat down, stared into the fire for a few seconds, and then said, "It begins, I suppose, with- with a person called- but it's incredible yeh don't know his name, everyone in our world knows-"

"Who?"

"The Dark Lord."

"He-who-shall-not-be-name."

"You-know-who."

"Voldemort."

The Maurader says boredly- shocking the dark side members of different Noble family.

"Those are stupid name." Percy says.

"Right?" Says Sirius.

"Well- I don' like sayin' the name if I can help it. No one does." "Why not?"
"Gulpin' gargoyles, Hyacinth, people are still scared. Blimey, this is difficult. See, there was this wizard who went... bad. As bad as you could go. Worse. Worse than worse. His name was..." Hagrid gulped, but no words came out. "Could you write it down?" Hyacinth suggested.

"Nah -can't spell it. All right- Lord Voldemort." Hagrid shuddered.

Many wizards gasps horrified.

"What? It was just a name!" Dionysus says almost annoyed.

"Why can't it be me? When those brats hear my name, shivers runs down their spines!" He adds dramatically.

"How about we give him a day off?" Percy mumbles nervously.

"Agreed." The demigods agreeds.

"Don'make me say it again. Anyway, this- this wizard, about twenty years ago now, started lookin' fer followers. Got 'em, too- some were afraid, some just wanted a bit o' his power, 'cause he was gettin' himself power, all right. Dark days, Hyacinth. Didn't know who ter trust, didn't dare get friendly with strange wizards or witches... terrible things happened. He was takin' over. 'Course, some stood up to him- an' he killed 'em. Horribly. One o' the only safe places left was Hogwarts. Reckon Dumbledore's the only one You-Know- Who was afraid of. Didn't dare try takin' the school, not jus' then, anyway."

"Now, yer mum an' dad were as good a witch an' wizard as I ever knew. Head boy an' girl at Hogwarts in their day! Suppose the myst'ry is why You-Know- Who never tried to get 'em on his side before... probably knew they were too close ter Dumbledore ter want anythin' ter do with the Dark Side."

"Maybe he thought he could persuade 'em... maybe he just wanted 'em outta the way. All anyone knows is, he turned up in the village where you was all living, on Halloween ten years ago. You was just a year old. He came ter yer house an'- an'-" Hagrid suddenly pulled out a very dirty, spotted handkerchief and blew his nose with a sound like a foghorn.

Lily shakes her head, she can't believe that people believed those lies.

"Sorry," he said. "But it's that sad- knew yer mum an' dad, an' nicer people yeh couldn't find- anyway..." "You-Know- Who killed 'em. An' then- an' this is the real myst'ry of the thing- he tried to kill you, too. Wanted ter make a clean job of it, I suppose, or maybe he just liked killin' by then. But he couldn't do it. Never wondered how you got that mark on yer forehead? That was no ordinary cut."

"That's what yeh get when a Powerful, evil curse touches yeh- took care of yer mum an' dad an' yer house, even- but it didn't work on you, an' that's why yer famous, Hyacinth. No one ever lived after he decided ter kill 'em, no one except you, an' he'd killed some o' the best witches an' wizards of the age- the McKinnons, the Bones, the Prewett-- an' you was only a baby, an' you lived."

"The twins, I will miss them." Sirius mumbles softly.

Something very painful was going on in Hyacinth's mind. As Hagrid's story
came to a close, she saw again the blinding flash of green light, more
clearly than she had ever remembered it before- and she remembered something else, for the first time in her life: a high, cold, cruel laugh.

"ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss! ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴀ ʟɪᴇ! ᴛʜɪs sᴛᴏʀʏ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴏғ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴜʀsᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ." The voice told her, it's almost as if the person was begging her to believe them. "O-okay." She thought nervously and slowly relax. "ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ." She obeyed.

Hypnos yawns before watching the screen. "He is very cool the voice."

"What is that voice talking about? That's what happened!" The Light followers shouts angrily.

"Shut up!" Roar Khaos.

Hagrid was watching her sadly unware of everything. "Took yeh from the ruined house myself, on Dumbledore's orders. Brought yeh ter this lot..." "Load of old tosh," said Uncle Vernon. Hyacinth jumped; she had almost forgotten that the Dursleys were there. Uncle Vernon certainly seemed to have got back his courage. He was glaring at Hagrid and his fists were clenched.

"Die already." Nico whispers.

"Babe-" Will chuckles.

"Now, you listen here, girl," he snarled, "I accept there's something strange about you, probably nothing a good beating wouldn't have cured and as for all this about your parents, well, they were weirdos, no denying it, and the world's better off without them in my opinion- asked for all they got, getting mixed up with these wizarding types- just what I expected, always knew they'd come to a sticky end-"

But at that moment, Hagrid leapt from the sofa and drew a battered pink umbrella from inside his coat. Pointing this at Uncle Vernon like a sword, he said, "I'm warning you, Dursley -I'm warning you- one more word... "

"GO GO GO MR GIANT!"

"Damn."

In danger of being speared on the end of an umbrella by a bearded giant, Uncle Vernon's courage failed again; he flattened himself against the wall and fell silent. "That's better," said Hagrid, breathing heavily and sitting back down on the sofa, which this time sagged right down to the floor.

Hyacinth, meanwhile, still had questions to ask, hundreds of them. "But what happened to Vol-, sorry- I mean, You-Know-Who?" "Good question, Hyacinth. Disappeared. Vanished. Same night he tried ter kill you. Makes yeh even more famous. That's the biggest myst'ry, see... he was gettin' more an' more powerful- why'd he go?"

"Poor Hagrid who just believe Dumbledoor." Astro whispers.

"Some say he died. Codswallop, in my opinion. Dunno if he had enough
human left in him to die. Some say he's still out there, bidin' his time, like, but I don' believe it. People who was on his side came back ter ours. Some of 'em came outta kinda trances. Don~ reckon they could've done if he was comin' back. Most of us reckon he's still out there somewhere but lost his powers. Too weak to carry on. 'Cause somethin' about you finished him, Hyacinth."

"There was somethin' goin' on that night he hadn't counted on- I dunno what it was, no one does- but somethin' about you stumped him, all right." Hagrid looked at Hyacinth with warmth and respect blazing in his eyes, but Hyacinth, instead of feeling pleased and proud, felt quite sure there had been a horrible mistake.

"Because there is a mistake." Lily sigh exasperated.

Apollo's eyes narrows, "This is a lie, the story is a lie but the person doesn't know it, hm." He thinks to himself.

"ɪᴅɪᴏᴛɪᴄ ᴡɪᴢᴀʀᴅs ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ʀɪᴅ ᴏғ ᴍᴇ." Hyacinth almost rolled her eyes. "Aww, Tommy, you are very attached to your reputation." She mocked him, Tom Riddle. "ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss."

"T-t-the D-Dark Lord?!" Bellatrix gasps in disbelief. "What is he doing with that thing!" She scoffs.

"Bellatrix, shut it." Rodolphus tells his wife with a cold glare. He didn't want to deal with her after this revealation.

"He is alive!"

Hyacinth looked back at Hagrid, smiling, and saw that Hagrid was positively beaming at her "See?" said Hagrid. "Hyacinth Potter, you'll be right famous at Hogwarts." But Uncle Vernon wasn't going to give in without a fight.

"Haven't I told you she's not going?" he hissed. "She's going to Stonewall High and she'll be grateful for it. I've read those letters and she needs all sorts of rubbish- spell books and wands and-" "If she wants ter go, a great Muggle like you won't stop her," growled Hagrid.

"Stop Lily an' James Potter' s daughter goin' ter Hogwarts! Yer mad. Her name's been down ever since she was born. She's off ter the finest school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world. Seven years there and she won't know herself. She'll be with youngsters of her own sort, fer a change, an' she'll be under the greatest headmaster  Hogwarts ever had Albus Dumbled-"

"Do not interrupt Hagrid-" Remus begs.

"I AM NOT PAYING FOR SOME CRACKPOT OLD FOOL TO TEACH HIM
MAGIC TRICKS!" yelled Uncle Vernon.

"Oh he have done it."

"Bless your useless life."

But he had finally gone too far. Hagrid seized his umbrella and whirled it over his head, "NEVER," he thundered, "INSULT ALBUS DUMBLEDOREIN- FRONT OF ME!" He brought the umbrella swishing down through the air to point at Dudley- there was a flash of violet light, a sound like a firecracker, a sharp squeal, and the next second, Dudley was dancing on the spot with his hands clasped over his fat bottom, howling in pain.

"thundered? Maybe he is a child of Zeus?" Percy whispers to Annabeth.

"Seaweed brain." Annabeth sighs.

When he turned his back on them, Hyacinth saw a curly pig's tail poking through a hole in his trousers. Uncle Vernon roared. Pulling Aunt Petunia and Dudley into the other room, he cast one last terrified look at Hagrid and slammed the door behind them. Hagrid looked down at his umbrella and stroked his beard.

Many laughs out loud except for those who were shock at the sight of the Dark Lord being near the one who end him.

How they know that Tom Riddle is the Dark Lord? Tom said it himself.

"Shouldn'ta lost me temper," he said ruefully, "but it didn't work anyway. Meant ter turn him into a pig, but I suppose he was so much like a pig anyway there wasn't much left te do." He cast a sideways look at Hyacinth under his bushy eyebrows. "Be grateful if yeh didn't mention that ter anyone at Hogwarts," he said.

"I'm- er- not supposed ter do magic, strictly speakin'. I was allowed ter do a bit ter follow yeh an' get yer letters to yeh an' stuff- one o' the reasons I was so keen ter take on the job "Why aren't you supposed to do magic?" asked Hyacinth.

"Oh, well- I was at Hogwarts meself but I- er- got expelled, ter tell yeh the truth. In me third year. They snapped me wand in half an' everything. But Dumbledore let me stay on as game keeper. Great man, Dumbledore."

"An idiot- not a great man." Fleamont runs his hand through his messy Potter brown hair.

"Why were you expelled?" The person in Hyacinth's mind smirked.

Orion and Walburga looks at each other.

"It's gettin' late and we've got lots ter do tomorrow," said Hagrid loudly. "Gotta get up ter town, get all yer books an' that." He took off his thick black coat and threw it to Hyacinth. "You can kip under that," he said. "Don' mind if it wriggles a bit, I think I still got a couple o' dormice in one o' the pockets."

"Hm, so many truth and lies, my head fucking heart." Apollo pouts.

"What a baby for a God." Sirius pouts.

"Seriously?" Remus thoughts.