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"One of the Hogwarts Houses," James explained.
"Dad was a Gryffindor," Alex said.
Harry thought that bit was obvious. "Hogwarts Houses," Harry asked.
"Students at Hogwarts are sorted into four houses. Each house has a common room, where the dorms are accessed from, that the students can spend their free time in. The entrance to each house is in a secret location. Each house is represented by a different animal. There's Gryffindor, which is a lion."
"The best house, and the one we'll be in," Alex said.
"Not necessarily," James pointed out, then continued, "Hufflepuff, a badger."
"A bunch of useless suck-ups."
"Ravenclaw, which if often mistaken to be represented by a raven. It's actually an eagle."
"Swots and bookworms."
"And Slytherin with their serpent."
"Where evil wizards go," Alex declared.
"ALEX!" James shouted.
"What?" he asked, innocently.
"Not all Slytherins are evil, and it's insulting to say that."
"Sure they are, all of them were Death Eaters."
Harry didn't know what a Death Eater was, but by the name alone, he doubted they were a pleasant lot.
"Andi was a Slytherin, as was Mrs. Longbottom. Are either of them evil? Was your grandmother evil? She was in Slytherin too."
"No," Alex sulked. "But Mrs. Longbottom is scary."
"And Black was in Gryffindor."
"Yeah, the traitor."
Harry wanted to ask who Black was, but the strain in James' voice when he spat the name was enough to hold his tongue.
They finished their desert in a tense silence. Harry ate as quickly as he could, and made to retreat back to his room, but James stopped him.
"Why don't we give Harry a tour," he said.
That perked Alex up. He agreed excitedly, and began dragging Harry from room to room. The grip on his arm was soft, but it made Harry uncomfortable.
On the ground floor, in addition to the entrance hall and kitchen, there was an impressive formal dining room with a table that could easily seat twenty. The drawing room was even more grand, with expensive velvet furniture trimmed in gold. James said they rarely used the rooms, but they were useful to have.
In the basement there was a large library wich connected to James's study. Across from his study was a large room with stone floors and walls. Shelves lined one wall, and counters the other. It was covered in a layer of dust. According to James it was a potions lab they never used.
"This place is really too much for just us," James told him as they made their way back up the winding staircase. "No one had lived here since sometime in the 1700s before Alex and I moved in. The rest of the basement and the entire second floor have yet to me touched. More than a dozen rooms between them. Cleaning the library took ages, and it took a whole squad of Aurors to prune the dark and illegal texts."
"Lily would have loved the library and the potions lab, but Alex isn't much of a reader, and I don't have time these days," James told him.
"Fables is on the wireless tonight," Alex said when they reached the first floor landing, and slipped down the short hallway to the left of the stairs.
"So, Alex's room is down that way," James said, pointing at the door that Alex had passed through. "And mine is through that door." He pointed to the only door on the right hand wall of the lounge. "Just knock if you need anything."
Harry agreed that he would, then escaped back into the bedroom he'd been given. While he was gone, someone had deposited some pajamas and another change of clothing on the bed for him.
With the door closed behind him, he hissed, "Morgan?"
She emerged from beneath the sofa, with Hiss and Corra following behind her.
"This is a strange place you've brought us to, Master-Speaker," she said.
"Strange," Hiss echoed.
Corra didn't say anything, but the young snake didn't talk much.
"It is odd," he agreed with them.
The snakes wound themselves up the legs of the bed and coiled up near the pillows.
"It's soft," Morgan told him.
Harry laughed. He quickly jotted down all the new things he'd learned about over dinner.
He changed into the blue pajamas, grabbed the book he'd been reading, and joined the snakes on the bed.
The blankets were heavy and warm. He flipped though the book to more recent events, looking for someone named Black and a group called Death Eaters. The last four chapters of the book covered someone called the Dark Lord.
With the snakes snuggled next to him, he read.
The Fall of The Dark Lord and The Boy Who Lived, Halloween 1981:
The end of October of 1981 brought what was both the darkest part of the Blood War and, by a still unexplained miracle, the end. As discussed in the last chapter, with the Wizengamot suspended and the Ministry closed to all by vital personnel to the War effort, many of the citizens lived in fear, rarely leaving their homes.
Those few that did, risked both themselves and their families. As our people suffered with the loss of loved ones, our economy suffered. At the dame time, the number of supporters of the Dark Lord grew significantly.
Deaths piled up, whole familial lines were taken, and muggleborn's fled back into the world of their parents in droves. Despite using axillary organizations, outside the red-tape and bureaucracy of the government to fight directly against the Death Eater threat, the war was being lost.
The Potter family, by this point dwindled to the newly minted Lord James Potter, Duke of Stinchcombe, and his wife, Lady Lily Jane Potter fought on the front lines. Lord Potter was a rookie Auror, while his wife, Lady Potter was in the last year of her Healer-training were members of one of these organizations.
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