"I heard Noah and his friends swear... like a lot," Harry said, matter-of-factly.
"In front of you?" James asked him, suspiciously.
"Well...-"
"He eavesdrops on their conversations," Ron interjects, receiving a glare from Harry.
Many people raised an eyebrow at him, judgingly.
"Hey! They have interesting conversations!" Harry protested.
"Like?"
"He literally learned every that kind of stuff from them," Hermione told them.
"Not all of their conversation revolves around sex, alcohol, and parties, you know," Harry told her.
"Just most of it," Luna spoke dreamily.
"Luna! not you too!"
"Stop cackling!" Harry told him, making him cackle louder. Harry glared harder, picking up his pillow, he hit Noah hard. "Stop. Cackling," he told him with every hit.
Caramel smiled softly, she remembered the time she and her older brother used to fight the same way, before...
She shook the thought from her, this was not the time for self-pity, she reminded herself. Sensing her sadness, James gently squeezed her hand.
Noah stopped cackling, instead, he picked up another pillow and started attacking Harry. The two got into an intense pillow fight when a cough interrupted them.
Harry smiled fondly at his older brother. The brother who was always there, his savior, his role model.
Maria Lyxer leaned against the door, a small smile on her face. Her two boys, she thought to herself. Despite Harry not being her legitimate son, Maria considered him as her own son.
She remembered the day clear as ever - She was at the London Ministry of Magic when Myna had apparated to her office, telling her what had occurred. The anger she had felt at that bastard after seeing Harry's state was indescribable. The hot, searing rage to tort- She shook her head getting rid of that memory.
Many grimaced as they remember that part of the movie. Searing rage surged through every nook and corner of James's body, but he controlled it. He can do it, he told himself, just seven more movies left after this one, he can handle it, right?
"Noah, stop attacking Harry," she told him sternly, a light, teasing tone in her voice.
"Happy Birthday darling," she told Harry, pulling him into a hug. "Something came for you," she whispered in his ears, pulling out two letters from her pocket.
"Two? You got two letters?"
Harry nodded.
"Wow!"
"Hogwarts and Ilvermorny," Harry said, spotting the seals on his letter. He opened his Ilvermony one, reading it out loudly:
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