Part 28: Almost Christmas

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"If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
Can't live without me, you wanna, but you can't, no, no, no
Think it's funny, but honey, can't run this show on your own
I can feel my body shake, there's only so much I can take
I'll show you how a real queen behaves, oh
No damsel in distress, don't need to save me
Once I start breathin' fire, you can't tame me
And you might think I'm weak without a sword
But if I had one, it'd be bigger than yours
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
Disobey me, then baby, it's off with your head
Gonna change it and make it a world you won't forget, oh-oh, oh
No damsel in distress, don't need to save me
Once I start breathin' fire, you can't tame me
And you might think I'm weak without a sword
But I'm stronger than I ever was before
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
In chess, the king can move one space at a time
But queens are free to go wherever they like
You get too close, you'll get a royalty high
So breathe it in to feel the love
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own," Honey sang as she brushed out her wet hair.

"Pup, Dumbledore wants to talk to you," Remus said, rushing up the spiral stairs. How he got that far, Honey didn't know.

"Uhm, coming I guess," Honey said, tossing her brush down on the window sill.

"McGonagall let me up," Remus informed her as they walked down the stairs together.

"Right," Honey said.

"Are you alright?" Remus asked, stopping her before she could walk down the last few steps.

"Well, it's never good when Dumbledore wants me in his office. And it's even worse when McGonagall lets a boy up here," Honey said, looking him in the eye.

"Alright. Well, I'm supposed to come with you to the office. So is James," Remus shrugged, carrying on down the stairs.

"Interesting. Where's Sirius and Peter?" She worried.

"They're safe upstairs, don't worry," Remus smiled, leading her out of the common room. "I guess it only concerns us."

"Odd," Honey said.

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"As I'm sure you're all aware, most people are leaving for Christmas break. Only you three, Mr. Black, Miss Evans and Miss McKinnon are staying," Professor Dumbledore said, looking at the three children across from him over the desk. "And I would like to propose an idea."

"Let's hear it then," James said, reclining on the hind legs of his chair.

"Mr. Potter, kindly return all four legs of your chair to the ground. Anyways," Dumbledore said, steepling his fingers. "My proposition is for you to go stay in Hogsmeade. All of you. And, Madam Rosmerta and Mr. and Mrs. Flume are offering you all rooms."

Honey's jaw dropped. "This- this is what you wanted to talk to us about? Nothing awful?"

"This is all," Dumbledore agreed with a smile.

His blue eyes seemed to snap directly through Honey, seeing everything but her. She squirmed uncomfortably under his gaze. James put a hand on her shoulder, drawing her attention away from the bearded man.

"We'll talk to Lily, Marlene and Sirius, but I think we're all in," Remus said, looking around.

"Yeah," James and Honey agreed.

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