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Hogwarts Targaryen Dragonborn
Hogwarts Bloodline Wizards
Hogwarts: Voldemort Inheritance Knowledge, Blood, and the Dark Mark
"Long time no see. How'd you two end up together?"
They'd exchanged letters over the holidays, but this was the first time they'd actually met in person.
"No choice," Theo said, jerking a thumb toward the bookshop. "It was way too loud in there. My mom said she couldn't stand it, so we went to grab other stuff first. That's when I ran into Adam."
"Same here," Adam added with a shrug. He glanced at the clothing store and nodded toward Newt. "That's your grandpa, Rock?"
"Yeah. Want to come in and say hi?"
"Nah, I'm good," Adam said quickly, waving his hands. He still gave Newt a small, polite nod through the window.
"How about we go find Michael and the others?"
Theo offered Newt the same respectful nod, then turned back to Rock.
"Sounds good."
Rock nodded and the three of them slipped into the crowd.
"This is ridiculous," Adam muttered once they were clear of Flourish and Blotts. He wiped sweat from his forehead. "It's just some writer's book signing. Why are there this many people?"
"There's something even more ridiculous," Theo said, giving Adam a look that clearly said you're too young to understand. "He's going to be our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year."
Adam stopped dead. "You're joking, right?"
He turned to Rock for confirmation.
"Nope. It's right there on the book list," Rock said with a shrug.
"Oh my God. This year's Defense class is going to be a disaster," Adam groaned. He'd never even met the man and already had strong opinions.
"Please. Like the last few were any better," Theo snorted.
"Anyway, forget that for a second. You guys know about the raids the Ministry's been doing since last month? Checking wizard homes for banned items?"
"I heard something," Rock said. "I was in Norway most of the month, though. Got any inside info?"
Theo only brought it up if he'd heard something at home.
"Word is they're getting ready for this new Muggle Protection Act that's still being debated. But the raids have stepped on some family toes."
Adam frowned. "What does that have to do with the raids?"
"Of course it does," Theo explained as they walked. "The Muggle Protection Act is supposed to stop wizards from messing with Muggles—protect them from magic being used against them or abused. Basically limits how much wizards can interfere with the non-magical world."
"Some families make a lot of money through Muggle connections. And the part about promoting peace between wizards and Muggles? That alone is enough to make a bunch of them lose their minds."
"Sounds complicated," Adam muttered, clearly losing interest.
"Just think of it as the Ministry trying to make sure the magical world stays hidden," Rock said simply.
"Okay, that makes sense. Hey—Michael! Terry!"
Adam's eyes lit up as he spotted their friends up ahead.
"Rock… Theo… Adam!"
Michael spotted them at the same time and waved them over.
"Hey, Michael. Terry," Rock greeted as they jogged up.
"You guys want some?" Michael held up his ice cream cone.
"Definitely," Adam said immediately. Rock and Theo both shook their heads.
The group squeezed together and started swapping holiday stories. When Rock mentioned Norway, even Michael and Terry looked jealous.
"Man, my family won't let me go anywhere," Terry complained. "They say wizards from other countries aren't exactly welcoming."
Rock opened his mouth, then closed it. He couldn't really argue. Every country's magical community was pretty closed off, and the paperwork to visit was a nightmare. The only reason Newt could take him so freely was because Theseus had pulled strings for the passports.
"By the way, have you guys seen Padma?" Theo asked. Most of the study group was already here.
"Yeah, but she went into the bookshop," Michael said with a smirk. "Said she wanted a signature."
"Insane. Terry and I were just trying to buy our textbooks and got shoved out by a pack of witches," Michael added with a visible shudder.
"I have a feeling this year's Defense class is going to be painful," Terry grumbled. "That professor looks so… extra."
"Don't say that in front of Padma," Michael warned, waving him off. "She'll never shut up about it."
"You guys are all here?"
A familiar voice cut in. They turned to see Padma walking over, hand-in-hand with Hermione.
"Yeah, we just ran into each other," Theo said, giving them both a quick once-over. "Haven't seen you two in two months. You both look different."
"Shut up," Padma said, rolling her eyes and shoving him lightly. She looked at the group. "We just came out of the bookshop. Why didn't we see you guys buying anything?"
"Too crowded," Rock answered. "We figured we'd wait until it thinned out. Signing over already?"
"Pretty much. Harry got a couple pictures with the author, and we managed to sneak in for signatures while everyone was distracted. Apparently he's going to be our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year!" Padma shared the news like it was the most exciting thing ever.
The rest of them exchanged looks.
"You already knew?" Hermione asked, curious.
"Yeah. It's on the book list," Adam said, pulling his list out and pointing at the line.
"I didn't even notice!" Hermione stared at it in disbelief for a second, then quickly smoothed her expression. She'd clearly been too focused on meeting the man to read the fine print.
"Come on," Rock said, standing up. "Crowd's gone. We should go get our books before something else happens."
"Let's go. My parents are waiting outside the Leaky Cauldron," Adam added quickly. His mom and dad weren't big fans of the magical shopping atmosphere.
They headed back to Flourish and Blotts. The shop owner spotted Rock right away.
"Hello there, young wizard. Here for more books?"
He came over immediately, though he glanced around like he was expecting Newt and Tina.
"Yeah. Got anything new in? Besides his stuff," Rock said, nodding toward the giant poster of Lockhart still hanging outside. The man's wide, toothy smile was impossible to miss.