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Arabella never thought that she would never be back in the one place where she both gained and lost so much at the same time. The last time she was here was when she bid her farewell to the headmaster who changed her life, for the better. Albus Dumbledore was someone who made and broke her. But when the man who saved her from herself asked for her help to protect the school from someone as evil as Sirius Black, how was she suppose to say no?

During the small amount of time that she had before she needed to meet up with Dumbledore Arabella made her way through the hallways of Hogwarts towards the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, and to her knowledge she knew that her husband would be teaching at this moment and it was defiantly something that she was wanting to see. “Now next week we will be looking into Boggarts, please make sure that you do all your reading and the sheet of parchment on my desk by noon Friday!” She heard Remus’s voice boom throughout the room as she walked into it. All of the young third years filed out of the room in a orderly fashion. There was one third year in particular who noticed Arabella’s presence in the room and that was none other than Hermione Granger, Hermione adored the witch that was in her presence.  Arabella smiled at Hermione as she walked by and the young witches eyes glowed with joy.  “Good afternoon professor.” Her voice rang out through the now empty classroom, Remus turned around and he made contact with his beautiful wife.  “Arabella! What are you doing here?!” Remus cheered as he placed the textbooks on the table next to him and met his wife in the middle of where the students tables were placed.  “Did you not get my Owl? Dumbledore asked for me.” Arabella said as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close to her body.  “I am sorry, I have not had time to look at my mail, I have had so much to-”  “Hey, hey.” Arabella placed her hands on his cheeks lightly. “I get it you’re busy, So am I. The Auror office is almost falling apart, with Sirius on the run people do not want me there and they believe that I helped him get out-”  “And you didn’t, we haven’t seen him for thirteen years. We are okay, the kids are okay. And that is all that matters.” Remus pulled her closer.  The two adults stood there in the middle of the classroom, the same classroom where they shared their first kiss all those years ago.  “I saw James before getting absolutely demolished by McGonagall.. I do not know what he did. But he is in trouble.”    “I will talk to both of them.” 

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Once the new round of students made their way into the defence against the dark arts classroom Arabella left and started to make her way to where she knew Dumbledore’s office was to be, but. As she did, she saw a boy just like her passed best-friend James Potter, she knew it had to be Harry.  He looked like he was studying- but he was by himself so she made her way over to where the Potter boy was.  “You’re Harry right?” The said blue eyed boy looked up and saw Arabella standing there in front of him. Of course he had heard his friend Hermione talk about Arabella before, she was the head of the British Auror office after all. 

“Yes.” He smiled at her.  “Do you mind?” She pointed at the seat that was in front of her, he shook his head and moved the book that was on the side of the table and out of her way.  “You’re Professor Lupin’s wife aren’t you?” Harry asks, a slight rose tint was now appearing on her cheeks, even after all this time being referred as his wife still made her feel like a the school girl she used to be.  “Yes, I happen to be. And you’re Harry James Potter.” She pointed at the boy slightly and he smiled.  “You knew my parents didn’t you?”  “Know your parents... James Potter was my best-friend. He was the first one who made me feel like I was home here.”  But before Hermione had mentioned to both himself and Ron who she was- he recgonised her from a photo that was in the photo album that Hagrid gave to him at the end of his first year, it was his favourite photo of his parents and their friends.  “Hermione has read about you before- she told me that you weren’t meant to be put into Slytherin?” Out of all the questions that he could’ve asked her, she was not expecting that.  “She is one curious that one. But yeah, I was meant to be in Slytherin, but. I knew deep down that I was meant to be in Gryffindor with your dad and Remus.’ Arabella answers as she plays with the silver band that was on her ring finger. 

“But you listen to me Harry Potter. You’re more like your parents than you know to be. I know for a fact that you’re a trouble maker like James and you’re just as smart as Lily.. I know they are looking down on you everyday with a proud look on their faces. Harry don’t you ever forget that.”  Harry smiled at the blonde haired witch that was sat in front of him.  “Hey if you’ve got time do you think you would be able to help me with this potions paper? Hermione has told me you’re best subject was postions.”

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Dinner time at the castle was something that was sacred, the magnificent feast that was served to the Hogwarts's students every night. But Remus decided that he would skip the dinner within the Great Hall and sit in his office with his wife and have dinner with her.  “I appreciate you bringing some of the food from the great hall up here, Remus.” Arabella smiled as she looked down at her plate, god. She could not truly remember the last time that she had a meal like this. Due to late nights at the Aurors office and her three kids being away and with the exception of Remus teaching for the year.  “Well seeing as we’re not at home together this year, I figured why not.” Remus speaks, he then leans across and kisses the blonde woman on her forehead.

Gotham was the city that she had been in her entire life, there was really no reason for her to leave; she had everything. The ivory family was one of the most known and richest families within the Gotham circuit and for the better, un-like some. Daisy Ivory was and still is the apple of both of her parents eyes, with her being an only child she was given all of the luxury that life could offer. And with that it almost meant that she needed to play the part of the rich white girl that everyone in Gotham loved.  Daisy and Bruce had known one another almost their entire lives, so it was kind of inventible that they were to fall for one another, by the time that they were both twenty-three Bruce had proposed and it was all up from here... or so they thought. Due to her families company they had made some enemies and it realistically was not her fault, at all. She would have to leave town on business trips and fix up the mistakes that her father and or mother had made due to bad judgement- which made Bruce uneasy at times. But within time he came to understand what she was doing.  Being the independent woman she was, she had became one of the head detectives at Gotham Police Department she herself had a few people on her back as well- along with Jim Gordon she was one of the only ones who refused to work for Falcone- there was no way she was going to risk her title and badge for a scumbag like him.                                                        ##

There was something about the way that she walked, talked and smiled at him whenever they would see one another. Reynold Logan and Theseus Scamander were in the same year at Hogwarts together, with him being the confident Hufflepuff he was there was no doubt that he was going to swipe Reynold off her feet at some point. Reynold was in a long line of Ravenclaw family members and she was a proud Ravenclaw at that. The two met as most children of Hogwarts do on their first night at the sorting ceremony, she had met the eldest Scamander brother and was somewhat enchanted with him, even though that she was only eleven- Reynold could feel it. The spark had been there since the beginging.  As the years went on they realised that they were both born to be Auror’s, Reynold was on of the best defence against the dark arts students that Albus Dumbledore had seen in a very long time, and this made the others kids in her year envy her. Dumbledore was like a father to the Logan girl, she didn’t have the best home life outside of Hogwarts due to her father being one of the most cruel people she has ever met in her life- so she ops the stay at Hogwarts almost all year long (unless Theseus convinces her to spend Christmas with him and the rest of his family).  It was her third year at Hogwarts and like all third year subject requirements they need to learn about the nature of Boggarts. 

1899 “It cannot hurt you.” That was the last thing that Albus said to her before he stepped back and allowed Reynold to do her thing. She looked ahead at the mirrored door and she thought of the one thing that makes her the most frightened in the world... Her father, Edward Logan the fourth. He was a well known auror- one of the best that the Ministry has got these days. So when he walked out of the mirrored closest everyone around her started to laugh- even the people in her own house. This caused the blonde haired girl to pick up her things and rush out of the class room, with tears running down her face as she did so. Theseus ran out after her, along with his own belongings.    “And that will be fifty points from each house. How dare you all laugh at someone for something that they fear. Go on, class dismissed.” Dumbledore spoke as she pointed towards the exit of the dada classroom. The laughed and muffled conversations were now at a silence as the third year students picked up their things and left to go back to their common rooms.  #