#jacob lancaster

Jacob Lancaster, or "Jay" as they called him, before becoming involved with the Cursed Vaults, was a careful and protective brother, who cared and loved Angel unconditionally, being able to do anything to protect his brother.

However, the more he got involved with the Vaults, the more he and Angel moved away, Jacob became reclusive and isolated, locking himself in his room during the holidays ignoring the presence of his little brother, who found refuge in his old used books and his father's, Charles.

With Duncan's death, the threats turned directly to the person Jacob loved most in the world, Angelo, these events were enough (although late for Jacob and Duncan) to bring the half-veela back to reality and see that the search the crypts had blinded him.

He continued his search for the Cursed Vaults, alongside Rakepick, because she tricked him by ensuring that if they reached the last Vault, Angelo would be safe, but she tricked him by leaving him trapped in the portrait inside the fourth Vault.

All that sustained Jacob's sanity during all the years he was in prison was the happy memories of him and Angelo.

(Two days to go before Angel's birthday [and mine too], August 23rd, so I decided to post a text about what Angel's birthdays were like before he was accepted to Hogwarts, and had friends).

In one of the windows, in one of the houses on the Main Street of the Royal-Garden, a small town on the south coast of England; A little boy with extremely white hair like the newly fallen snow in winter, was sitting on the small sofa by his bedroom window hugging his knees, in front of him a book of herbology was open, but the boy's sapphire blue eyes did not look at him, the little boy's attention was focused on the children playing in the street, everyone seemed to have a lot of fun, the laughter was loud and high-pitched seemed sincere and it hurt Angelo.

Angelo Lancaster, was different from the boys of his age, not only because he was a wizard, in his world, there were several wizards and witches around the world, what made him different from other children, was that he was a half-veela.

Veelas are creatures that assume feminine humanoid forms, of an angelic beauty, their beautiful appearance and, especially, their magnificent dance are magically seductive to almost all intelligent male beings, which makes them perform strange actions in order to remain the as close to them as possible. The boy's mother is a veela, and makes him and his brother Jacob, half-veelas, and that made the boys inherit their mother's target hair and divine beauty, but at the same time it seems quite charming to some people, the truth was that being a veela is much more difficult. Angelo being too young, he has no control over his abilities, so he is prohibited from approaching Muggle children, and the few wizarding boys in the village did not want him around for his volatile charm.

The last time he tried to make friends with the boys, his charm ended up mesmerizing the boys who didn't like it and started fighting with him, after that event, Angel started to get more and more secluded inside his house reading his books. Almost every day he stayed at the window watching the other children having fun without being able to join them and that made him sad, especially today.

Silent tears began to trickle down his cheeks, as he buried his face in his legs, he felt his skin tingle as white feathers covered his entire body, two large wings came out of his back and two small ones took the place of his ear, he he was simply alone and nobody liked him for being different.

At that moment the door to his room opened and his mother entered. Leonor was extremely beautiful, her white hair was long and wavy that seemed to shine with each movement, her skin was smooth and soft, surely any man would fall in love with her beauty.

"Happy Birthday, honey." Leonor approached with a basket and a plate with a small chocolate cake, as soon as she saw her son in that state, she placed the basket on the bed and the cake on the table where the boy wrote and drew and hurried to close the doors. window curtains. "Honey, watch out, people can see you like this."

With the curtains closed, she sat down next to her son and began to pet the small wings that took the place of his ears.

"What's the matter, honey?" Leonor asked fondly.

"I wanted to be able to go and play with the other kids, I wanted to be able to go out and not be locked inside the house." Angel said sadly, he ran his hand over to dry his tears.

"Honey, you know you can't play with Muggle kids, you can break the institute of secrecy, they can find out you're half-veela, you need to learn to control your skills, you're unstable."

"But the wizard childrens hate me, and I swear I didn't do it on purpose, I just got excited, I didn't want to hypnotize anyone, Sabastian and his friends hate me, I don't have any friends."

Tears started to flow again, while he hugged his hand, which felt his heart sad to see his son like that, it was not fair to his son.

"I miss Jay, when he was here I didn't feel alone..."

"I know, dear, I miss him, too." Leonor stroked Angel's head, and broke into a smile. "So, I hope he makes you feel better."

She went back to the bed and picked up the basket, crouching in front of her son, handed over the basket with a blue bow.

"Happy birthday, dear, I hope it makes you feel better." Leonor kissed his son's forehead, and waited for his son to open the gift.

Angel dried his tears, he knew that his mother worked hard to make him happy on his birthdays, since the disappearance of his brother and since he had no friends, that day was not happy, but his mother was always on his side, in In the end, he had reason not to be totally sad. The white-haired boy took the basket and, opening a small ball of black fur, put his head out, a black kitten with big blue eyes, looked at the boy and let out a high-pitched, very cute meow.

"A kitten!" Angel exclaimed taking the little animal that fit in one of his hands, his fur was thin and he sniffed everything, the kitten was quite curious, like Angel, his mother had nailed it in the present. "Mom, thank you very much."

The boy kissed his mother's cheek and turned his attention to the kitten.

"Yes, as Jay used to call you, he said that when you cringed, you looked like a sleeping kitten."

"I'm going to call you Arthy." He patted the kitten's neck that he seemed to love. "You will be my best friend."

"Now, the cake." Leonor took the small cake and with a wave, the small candle was lit. "Make a wish, dear."

4 – What is Jacob doing and where is he living? (If your Jacob is alive)

(NOT OFFICIAL YET) – Jacob is traveling throughout Latin America, after the events of his life, he became a curse-breaker and historian, quite famous and in demand, Jay is currently writing a book "Archaic Magic in Latin America" ​​and continues to make discoveries about Native American wizards in ancient times.

6 – How has MC’s style changed?

Upon becoming an auror he loved the social style, in a suit and tie, and his hair became shorter, but he remained blue and has no prediction to return to natural white.

9 - Does MC keep in touch with all their friends? Which ones do they write to the most?

He became Talbott's partner, they work together with Aurors. Tonks (until the battle of Hogwarts) was a constant presence for him, since they worked in the same department.

Canon Friends - He keeps in touch with all his old school friends. Although some more often than others.

He keeps in touch with all the Weasley (who studied with them).

Barnaby always write letters to each other.

He always visited Kyril (@kyril-hphm) while he was alive.

André and Skye always send free tickets to Angel and Penny from their games.

Jae also became an informant for Angel, telling him the information he needs from the Knockturn Alley.

Non-canon friends – Obviously Roger (@hphm-roger) and Angel remained very close, they remain brothers of souls and visit each other every week.

Paula (@immagrosscandy) also became an auror, are now known to be a very competitive duo (a friendly competition obviously).

Elaiza (@annabelle-tanaka-official), as a Transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts, always keeps in touch with Angel, especially when her children went to Hogwarts.

Flavio (@sirfluffig), the head of the obliviator, was for a long time responsible for cleaning up Angel's mess as an auror.

Carewyn (@carewyncromwell), the lawyer who managed to convict several prisoners captured by Angelo and Talbott. In addition to his adventures during the turbulent period in the mystery of magic, helping those persecuted by the ministry to flee and hide.

I would love for Jason and Angel to remain friends after Hogwarts

And many other mcs that I will work on in the future.

17 - What are MC’s opinions on the Golden Trio and the happenings at Hogwarts after they left?

As a member of the phoenix order, he officially met the trio in 1995, but before that he had heard of the exploits of Harry, Ron and Hermione at Hogwarts.  This reminded her of her adventures at the school of witchcraft.

Although he didn't tell the boy-who-lived, he supported and worried about Harry, Ron and Hermione, as he knew the risk that the three were taking and knew what it was like to lose a friend.  After the war, when Minister Shacklebolt invited Harry and Ron to be aurors, Angelo was one of the aurors responsible for overseeing their training.

10 - Who is his favorite professor?

Jacob's favorite professor was Professor Sprout. Jacob had an incredible aptitude for herbology, before getting involved with Cursed Vaults, he loved spending hours in the greenhouses tending the plants.

11 - Who is his least favorite professor?

Professor Binns, he doesn’t like the ghost teacher and how he gives the completely tedious classes.

12 - What House is Jacob in? (I know he’s supposed to be in your mc’s same House but is he really in the same house as your mc?)

Yes, Jacob and Angel are in the same house, on Ravenclaw. He's a smart boy (not as much as his little brother) and quite a strategist, and extremely hardworking and protective, which made him a hatstall, standing between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, but the sorting hat selected him for Ravenclaw.

(Which left Professor Sprout a little disappointed, since Jacob and Professor Sprout were very close over the years of the boy at Hogwarts)

14 - Did he have any pets?

Yes, Jacob has a Snowy owl, named Rowena, who, after his disappearance, was taken care of by Angel.

Jacob found her when she was a baby owl and has taken care of her ever since, which has made him a very docile owl with the Lancaster boys.

O céu tinha amanhecido cinza escuro e a chuva castigava a escola naquela manhã, a tempestade batia nas janelas do grande salão, como uma cascata de água, enquanto os alunos do sexto haviam sido dispensados da aula de Trato das Criaturas Mágicas, por causa da tempestade que inundava a sala e da aula de herbologia, onde assim como a sala do Kettleburn, as hortas da professora Sprout estavam inacessíveis.

Então alguns alunos decidiram se reunir ali para passar, Elaiza e Steph estavam elogiando o novo cabelo rosa de Roger, e ao ver como as bochechas de seu novo irmão ficavam vermelhas, fazia Angel rir de sua pequena pegadinha, sim Angel foi o autor disse, ele havia mudado a cor do cabelo de Roger com o Colovaria, logo após a aula de transfiguração, no início o sonserino pareceu ficar um pouco zangado com a brincadeira, mas agora ele parecia ter levado tudo numa boa e concordo ficar com o cabelo naquela cor durante uma semana, Candy e Paula, estavam provocando um Kyril muito vermelho, por sua fofura natural.

– Então foi você que deixou o cabelo dele rosa? – Perguntou Elaiza para Angel olhando para o cabelo de Roger.

– Foi sim. – Respondeu Angel rindo passando a mão pelo cabelo do sonserino. – Ele ficou bem de rosa não ficou?

– É só por uma semana, Lancaster. – Sibilou Roger para Angelo, enquanto lhe olhava com os olhos semi cerrados.

– Você sabe que você gostou. – Angel passou o braço envolta dos ombros de Roger o puxando para o meio abraço, ele passou a mão pelo cabelo de Roger. – Tem certeza que você não quer ficar com o cabelo rosa pelo resto do ano?

– Hmmm… não. – disse Roger sem hesitar. – Somente uma semana, Angelo Lancaster.

– Vamos lá maninho, você sabe que fica bem de rosa… e você gostou. – Disse Angel com um sorriso brincalhão.

– Vou pensar no assunto. – Disse Roger revirando os olhos e arrumando o cabelo bagunçado.

– É assim que se fala. – Disse Angel bagunçando o cabelo de Roger mais uma vez.

– Angel! – Exclamou Roger empurrando a mão de Angel que ria do amigo.

Nesse momento uma coruja barrada entrou voando no salão pela porta principal do salão, por causa das janelas fechadas, ela sobrevou a mesa onde todos estavam, molhando todos, antes de pousar na frente de Angel.

– Rowena, você está encharcada. – Angel puxou a sua varinha e com um aceno um vento quente soprou para secar a coruja. – Quem mandou você sair nesse tempo. Desculpe pessoal. – Ele se desculpou quando viu que Rowena tinha molhado seus amigos.

– Essa coruja é sua Angel? – Roger perguntou vendo a bela coruja cinzenta. – Pensei que você tivesse um gato.

– Sim, Arthy é meu bebê, Rowena é do Jacob, quando ele desapareceu eu passei a cuidar dela. – Disse o garoto acariciando as penas da coruja que soltou um pio e BI ou seu dedo carinhosamente. O garoto vou a pequena caixa presa nas patas da ave. – O que foi que você tem aí Rowena.

Angel desamparou o barbante e abriu a caixa, dentro havia um saco de veludo com um rolo de pergaminho. Angel achou aquilo bastante curioso, principalmente depois de ver que na verdade se tratava de uma carta de… Jacob.

“Kitten.

Ouvi alguns bruxos falando sobre o que aconteceu em Hogwarts, soube que o garoto que foi assassinado era o seu melhor amigo e eu lamento por isso. Sei como é sentir essa dor, imagino que agora você já saiba sobre Duncan Asher. Ele foi o meu primeiro e único amigo durante anos até que começamos a ir mais que uma amizade.

Eu sei que às coisas podem parecer extremamente confusos no momento, mas espero que isso o ajude a se lembrar de quem você é, você precisa mais disso do que eu. Não desista Kitten, tudo isso vai passar.

Jay."

Angel releu a carta pelo menos três vezes, ele não acreditava que Jacob havia lhe enviado alguma coisa, ela a primeira vez que ele dava algum sinal de vida, e isso o deixou extremamente surpreso. Ele abriu o saquinho de veludo e despejou o conteúdo em sua mão livre, um medalhão de prata entalhado com floreios entalhados no medalhão, na parte da frente havia um "L" Azul com uma pequena safira, era o medalhão da família Lancaster, uma herança que era passada de pais para os filhos, quando se formavam em Hogwarts, o medalhão estava sumido desde que Jacob havia desaparecido.

Ele havia presumido que Jacob o havia roubado, mas não queria acreditar nisso, entretanto Jacob havia mandado o medalhão para ele. Ele abriu o medalhão para ver duas velhas fotos, a primeira era de Jacob vestindo as vestes de Corvinal, abraçando por trás um garoto de cabelos cor de mel, e olhos de um verde profundo, usando um uniforme da Sonserina. Aquele era... Duncan Ashe.

A outra foto de Jacob fazendo cócegas em Angel com apenas três anos de idade, ambos estavam rindo, em uma época onde nenhum dos dois pensavam que suas vidas seriam viradas de cabeças para baixo, uma época sem preocupações com Criptas Malditas, assassinos, organizações secretas extremamente perigosas, e pessoas morrendo por causa deles.

Angel ficou ali observando a foto com uma expressão ilegível no rosto, naquele exato momento, o garoto da Corvinal estava sentindo um turbilhão de sentimentos, culpa pela morte do Rowan, raiva de Jacob por ter tê-lo envolvido nessa confusão e se odiava por ter envolvido seu amigos nisso também. No final, ele havia cometido os mesmo erros que Jacob. Ele só queria que tudo isso a acabasse e ele tivesse uma vida normal. Sem Angel notar, algumas lágrimas desceram pelos seus olhos.

– Angel, você está bem? – A voz de Steph o trouxe de volta a realidade. – Você está chorando?

Todos estavam olhando para ele com um olhares preocupados. Angel rapidamente passou a mão pelo rosto secando as lágrimas.

– Eu… eu… tenho que ir…

Ele fechou o medalhão, enfiou a carta de Jacob de qualquer jeito em seu bolso e se levantou da mesa, saindo apressadamente do grande salão, seu lugar seguro estava completamente encharcado por causa da chuva, ele não tinha outro lugar onde se sentisse completamente seguro, sem pensar direito ele cruzou a porta do pátio, saindo na chuva, não havia um motivo específico, ele apenas foi até o pátio e se sentiu em um dos degraus de pedra, a chuva, que não estava mais tão forte, gosta fazia seu cabelo cair sobre seu rosto e grudar em sua testa, as roupas ficavam cada vez mais molhadas, mas ele não estava se importando muito com isso naquele momento, sua mente estava confusa, ele não sabia o que fazer naquele momento específico, tudo parecia uma bagunça absurda. Por alguns minutos ele apenas fechou os olhos e ficou sentindo as horas de chuva batendo em seu rosto. Até que simplesmente pararam.

– Você pode pegar um resfriado se ficar na chuva. – Ao abrir os olhos e viu Stephanie em pé ao seu lado, ela segurava a varinha como um guarda-chuva, onde de sua ponta havia conjurado um escudo semelhantes a um guarda-chuva. 

O Corvinal teve que admitir que estava um pouco surpreso, ele não esperava que Steph viesse atrás dele. Ela colocou sua capa no chão ao lado de Angel e se sentou sobre ela.

– Steph…?

– Então, qual é o problema Angel? – A garota perguntou, seus olhos verdes gentis lhe olhava com empatia. – Você estava bem a um minuto atrás, agora está chorando. O que foi que aconteceu?

Angel soltou um suspiro, antes de mostrar o medalhão para a amiga, o colocando em sua mão.

– Meu irmão acabou de me mandar isso, é o medalhão da família Lancaster, a tradição diz que o pai deve passar para o primeiro filho que se formar em Hogwarts, mas ele desapareceu junto com Jacob, não quis acreditar que ele tinha roubado ele, mas ele realmente roubou e me mandou essa carta também.

Angel puxou o pergaminho amassado do bolso, ele ataca um pouco molhado, mas mesmo assim, a letra achatada e inclinada de Jacob ainda era bem legível. Stephanie leu a carta e o devolvendo quando terminou.

– Desde que entrei para Hogwarts, sou comparado a ele, acho que todos esperam que eu seja como meu irmão foi, mas eu não sou, não sou como o Jacob, mas agora que penso… acabei cometendo os mesmo erros que ele, me deixei envolver com as Criptas Malditas, confiei na Rakepick e foi manipulado por ela e deixei meu amigo morrer por minha causa, no final acho que… sou igual ao meu irmão, eu não queria ser uma pessoa ruim.

Angel abraçou os joelhos e encostou a cabeça neles, algumas lágrimas escorreram de seus olhos. Sem esperar ele sentiu uma mão acariciar deu cabelo molhado.

– Angel, eu não conheço o seu irmão, mas eu conheço você, e comparado aos boatos sobre Jacob, você não é igual a ele, você foi atrás das criptas para descobrir a verdade e encontrar seu irmão, você sempre se preocupa com seus amigos e se esforça ao máximo para fazer todos se sentirem bem, você não é uma pessoa ruim. – Angel levantou os olhos para Steph que sorria para ele. – Você seria muito bem vindo na Lufa-lufa.

– Eu nunca entraria para a Lufa-lufa, Steph. – Mesmo se sentindo um triste, não pode deixar de rir. – Não sou digno de ser um lufano, vocês são pessoas especiais. Mas… você acha mesmo tudo isso sobre… mim?

– É claro Angel. – A garota da Lufa-lufa disse com sinceridade, o seu sorriso era doce e radiante.

– Obrigado Steph. – Disse Angelo sorrindo para Stephanie. – Eu normalmente te daria um abraço, mas estou molhado demais para isso.

Stephanie soltou uma linda risada e se levantou, ela estendeu a mão para ele.

– Vamos entrar Angel, você precisa de roupas secas, ou vai ficar gripado se continuar molhado, está frio aqui.

Angel afastou os cabelos molhados de seus olhos e segurou a mão da amiga, e se levantou, Steph acompanhou Angel para dentro da escola, quando estavam em um lugar seco, ela usou um feitiço para secar suas roupas.

Com as roupas de Angel e a capa de Steph secas, ela guardou a varinha no bolso e abraçou Angel.

– Agora você está seco. – Ela disse sorrindo.

Angel não pode deixar de rir, com sua altura, Stephanie chegava apenas em seus ombros, então ela tinha que levantar a cabeça para olha-lo com seus grandes olhos verdes brilhantes. O garoto retribuiu o abraço.

– Valeu Steph.

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The Medallion

The sky had dawned dark gray and the rain punished the school that morning, the storm hit the windows of the great hall, like a cascade of water, while the students of the sixth had been dismissed from the class of care of the magical creatures, because of the storm which flooded the room and the herbology class, where like the Kettleburn room, Professor Sprout's gardens were inaccessible.

So some students decided to get together there to pass, Elaiza and Steph were praising Roger's new pink hair, and seeing how her new brother's cheeks turned red, made Angel laugh at his little prank, yes Angel was the author said, he had changed Roger's hair color with Colovaria, right after the transfiguration class, at first the Slytherin seemed to be a little angry with the game, but now he seemed to have taken it all in stride and I agree to keep his hair in that color for a week, Candy and Paula, were teasing a very red Kyril, for its natural cuteness.

"So it was you who left his hair pink?" Elaiza asked Angel looking at Roger's hair.

"Yeah, it was." Angel replied laughing, running a hand through the Slytherin's hair. "He looked good in pink, didn't he?"

"It's only for a week, Lancaster." Roger hissed at Angelo, while looking at him with half closed eyes.

"You know you liked it." Angel wrapped his arm around Roger's shoulders, pulling him into a half hug, he ran his hand through Roger's hair. "Are you sure you don't want to have pink hair for the rest of the year?"

"Hmmm… no." Said Roger without hesitation. "Just a week, Angelo Lancaster."

"Come on bro, you know it looks good in pink... and you liked it." Said Angel with a playful smile.

"I will think about it." Roger said rolling his eyes and fixing his messy hair.

"That's how you talk." Said Angel ruffling Roger's hair once again.

"Angel!" Exclaimed Roger, pushing Angel's hand, laughing at his friend.

At that moment a barred owl flew into the room through the main door of the room, because of the closed windows, it flew over the table where everyone was, wetting everyone, before landing in front of Angel.

"Rowena, you're soaked." Angel pulled out her wand and with a wave a warm wind blew to dry the owl. "Who sent you out at that time. Sorry guys." He apologized when he saw that Rowena had wet his friends.

"Is this owl your Angel?" Roger asked seeing the beautiful gray owl. "I thought you had a cat."

"Yes, Arthy is my baby, Rowena is Jacob's, when he disappeared I started taking care of her." Said the boy stroking the owl's feathers that let out a hoot and BI or his finger affectionately. The boy goes to the small box stuck in the bird's paws. "What have you got there Rowena."

Angel forsook the string and opened the box, inside was a velvet bag with a roll of parchment. Angel found it quite curious, especially after seeing that it was actually a letter from... Jacob.

“Kitten.

I heard some wizards talking about what happened at Hogwarts, I heard that the boy who was murdered was his best friend and I am sorry for that. I know what it's like to feel this pain, I imagine you now know about Duncan Asher. He was my first and only friend for years until we started going more than a friendship.

I know that things can seem extremely confusing at the moment, but I hope it helps you remember who you are, you need it more than I do. Don't give up Kitten, all of this will pass.

Jay."

Angel reread the letter at least three times, he did not believe that Jacob had sent him anything, she the first time he gave any sign of life, and this left him extremely surprised. He opened the velvet sachet and poured the contents into his free hand, a silver medallion carved with flourishes carved into the medallion, on the front was a Blue "L" with a small sapphire, it was the Lancaster family medallion, an inheritance  which was passed down from parents to their children, when they graduated from Hogwarts, the medallion had been missing since Jacob had disappeared.

He had assumed that Jacob had stolen it, but he didn't want to believe it, however Jacob had sent the medallion to him.  He opened the medallion to see two old photos, the first of which was Jacob wearing the Ravenclaw robes, hugging a boy with honey-colored hair from behind, and deep green eyes, wearing a Slytherin uniform. That was... Duncan Ashe.

The other photo of Jacob tickling Angel when he was just three years old, they were both laughing, in a time when neither of them thought their lives would be turned upside down, a time with no worries about Damn Crypts, assassins, secret organizations  extremely dangerous, and people dying because of them.

Angel stood there looking at the photo with an unreadable expression on his face, at that very moment, the Ravenclaw boy was feeling a whirlwind of feelings, guilt over Rowan's death, Jacob's anger at having involved him in this mess and he hated himself for having  involved your friends in that too.  In the end, he had made the same mistakes as Jacob.  He just wanted it to end and he would have a normal life.  Without Angel noticing, a few tears streamed down his eyes.

"Angel, are you okay?" Steph's voice brought him back to reality. "You are crying?"

Everyone was looking at him with concerned looks. Angel quickly ran a hand over her face, drying her tears.

"I… I… I have to go…"

He closed the medallion, stuffed Jacob's letter in his pocket anyway and got up from the table, hurriedly leaving the great hall, his safe place was completely soaked because of the rain, he had nowhere else to feel completely safe,  without thinking straight he crossed the patio door, leaving in the rain, there was no specific reason, he just went to the patio and felt himself on one of the stone steps, the rain, which was not so strong anymore, like his hair did  falling on his face and sticking to his forehead, his clothes got wetter and wetter, but he wasn’t really caring about that at the time, his mind was confused, he didn’t know what to do at that specific moment, everything seemed like an absurd mess. For a few minutes he just closed his eyes and felt the hours of rain hitting his face. Until they just stopped.

You can catch a cold if you stay in the rain. When she opened her eyes and saw Stephanie standing next to her, she held her wand like an umbrella, where she had conjured an umbrella-like shield from its tip.

The Ravenclaw had to admit that he was a little surprised, he didn't expect Steph to come after him. She placed her cloak on the floor next to Angel and sat on it.

"Steph...?"

"So what's the matter, Angel?" The girl asked, her kind green eyes looked at her with empathy. "You were fine a minute ago, now you're crying. What happened?"

Angel blew out a breath before showing the medallion to her friend, placing it in her hand.

"My brother just sent me this, it's the Lancaster family medallion, tradition says that the father must pass on to the first son who graduated from Hogwarts, but he disappeared along with Jacob, I couldn't believe he had stolen it, but he really stole it and sent me that letter too."

Angel pulled the crumpled parchment out of his pocket, he attacks it a little wet, but even so, Jacob's flat, slanted handwriting was still quite legible. Stephanie read the letter and returned it when she was finished.

"Since I joined Hogwarts, I'm compared to him, I think everyone expects me to be like my brother was, but I'm not, I'm not like Jacob, but now that I think ... I ended up making the same mistakes that he did, I left  get involved with the cursed vaults, I trusted Rakepick and was manipulated by her, and let my friend die because of me, in the end I think… I’m just like my brother, I didn’t want to be a bad person."

Angel hugged her knees and leaned her head against them, some tears streamed from her eyes. Without waiting he felt a hand caress his wet hair.

"Angel, I do not know your brother, but I know you, and compared to the rumors about Jacob, you are not like him, you went behind the vaults to find out the truth and find your brother, you always care about your friends and do your best to make everyone feel good, you are not a bad person." Angel looked up at Steph, who was smiling at him. "You would be most welcome in Hufflepuff."

"I would never join Hufflepuff, Steph." Even if you feel sad, you can't help but laugh. "I am not worthy of being a lufan, you are special people. But… do you really think all this about… me?"

"Of course Angel." The Hufflepuff girl said sincerely, her smile was sweet and radiant.

"Thanks, Steph." Said Angelo smiling at Stephanie. "I would normally give you a hug, but I'm too wet for that."

Stephanie let out a beautiful laugh and stood up, she held out her hand to him.

"Come on in Angel, you need dry clothes, or you'll get the flu if you're still wet, it's cold here."

Angel pushed her wet hair out of her eyes and held her friend's hand, and stood up, Steph accompanied Angel into the school, when they were in a dry place, she used a spell to dry her clothes.

With Angel's clothes and Steph's cape dry, she put her wand in her pocket and hugged Angel.

"Now you're dry." She said smiling.

Angel couldn't help but laugh, with her height, Stephanie just reached his shoulders, so she had to lift her head to look at him with her big bright green eyes.  The boy returned the hug.

"Thanks, Steph."

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Oh, Parece que uma carta e o medalhão da família Lancaster, enviado por Jacob fez Angel se sentir um pouco mal consigo mesmo, mas por sorte o garoto tem uma amiga tão doce quando Stephanie (@hanihonii) para lhe fazer se sentir melhor com ele mesmo.

Personagens citados — Roger (@hphm-roger), Elaiza (@annabelle-tanaka), Kyril (@kyril-hphm) e Candy e Paula (@immagrosscandy).

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Oh, it looks like a letter and the Lancaster family medallion sent by Jacob made Angel feel a little bad about himself, but luckily the boy has a sweet friend as Stephanie (@hanihonii) to make him feel better with him same.

17 – What does Amortentia smell like to him?

Scented manacá (Note: I don't know if this is the correct translation, the Portuguese version is manacá-de-cheiro), the smell of your deceased love, you know who I'm talking about. Jay gave a perfume with that smell to his love that he used every day, until his death. (Love feeling)

Wet Earth – After a long morning of final exams, Jacob, Duncan and Olivia sat at the entrance to the gardens at Hogwarts, and watched the rain while they smelled the wet earth. (Friendship feeling)

Apple pie – Jay after an afternoon of games, with his little brother, where Angel laughed playfully, his mother always made apple pie for the boys, and they loved to start this delicious dessert from mrs. Lancaster. (Family feeling)

18 – What is his patronus?

Jay's patronus, is a panther. A more wild and fierce version of Angel's cat patronus. This represents how ferocious Jacob can become if someone happens to threaten his brother.

20 – What is his boggart?

Banshee – When he was a child, Jay's boggart was a banshee. He was scared after hearing that an entire family died when he heard the cry of a banshee.

15 – What are his top 3 positive personality traits.

Quick Thinking – Jay, has very quick thinking, he can solve puzzles with surprising speed.

Gentle and Careful - He was always very kind and careful with Angel and his mother, being very present and helpful to them. Jay always took care of Angel when he felt sad when the other boys were mean to them, playing with them whenever he wanted.

Protective Instinct - Jacob has a great protective instinct, he is able to do whatever it takes to protect those he loves and who are under his supervision, able to use all his knowledge to do so.

16 – What are his top 3 negative personality traits?

Stubborn - Jay can be very stubborn when it comes to some things. Following the rule "Seeing is believing".

Careless - Jay can be quite careless with himself. He feels that if he takes care of everyone, he doesn't need to take care of himself, which makes him neglect his own care.

Obsession - When he wants to find out something, Jay can become extremely obsessed with it, isolating himself and focusing completely on it, as it was with the Cursed Vaults.

24 – Why did he get involved with the Cursed-Vaults.

As a curious Ravenclaw he is, Jay got involved to discover the mysteries surrounding the vaults, and to solve them. Jay, Duncan, and Olivia, were ambitious young people, and wanted to leave their names in the history of the wizarding world. But they did not know that it would cost a much higher price than they could afford.

26 – If Jacob survives, what future do you see for him?

Jay Lancaster's future is very uncertain, he really depends on canonical history, as I don't like to get away from the original too much. However, I already have two endings for Jay, a sad ending and a happy ending.

But if it is the happy ending, he will continue to pursue a career in curse-breaker, but he will also continue as a historian, specializing in Latin American magical culture. Making several trips through Brazil, Peru, Mexico, and other Latin American countries to discover more about the magic of Native American wizards.

Querido Diário.

Ultimamente tenho pensado na memória que uso para conjurar meu patrono.

Uma vez quando era criança, no primeiro ano de Jacob em Hogwarts, ele voltou para casa para comemorar o natal comigo e com a mamãe. Logo que ele chegou em casa, ele tentou me ensinar todos os feitiços que ele tinha aprendido, é claro que não consegui fazer nenhum feitiço, mas nossas risadas ecoando pela sala era incrível.

Jacob passou a tarde inteira brincando comigo, mas a melhor memória e a mais feliz era de certa forma uma das mais assustadoras que tenho.

Na manhã de natal, meu irmão e eu fomos patinar no gelo em um pequeno lago no bosque próximo de Royal-Garden, levamos nossos patins e começamos a patinar. Foi um momento muito divertido, não consigo esquecer como estávamos feliz, porém, quando comecei a dar voltas no centro do lago, o gelo começou a trincar e eu cai na água gelada.

Não estava conseguindo voltar a superfície e a água gelada estava deixando meus músculos doloridos. Foi quando alguma coisa caiu na água e senti um braço me envolverem e me puxar para cima. Quando sai da água Jacob estava me encarando muito preocupado.

- Irmãozinho, você está bem? - As gotas de água gelada caiam de seu cabelo e roupas, nós dois estávamos tremendo de frio.

- Ja... Jacob... você me salvou...?

- É claro que sim Pip. - Jacob me abraçou muito forte. - Você é meu irmãozinho, sempre vou estar aqui para te salvar.

Me senti muito assustado e muito feliz naquele dia. Depois daquilo voltamos para casa e mamãe brigou com nós dois e ficamos de castigo por uma semana, mas foi a semana mais divertida que já vivi na vida.

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Dear Diary - Ice Day

Dear Diary.

Lately I've been thinking of the memory I use to conjure my patron.

Once when I was a child, in Jacob's first year at Hogwarts, he came home to celebrate Christmas with me and Mom. As soon as he got home, he tried to teach me all the spells he had learned, of course I couldn't do any spells, but our laughter echoing around the room was amazing.

Jacob spent the whole afternoon playing with me, but the best and happiest memory was in some ways one of the scariest I have.

On Christmas morning, my brother and I went ice skating on a small lake in the woods near Royal Garden, took our skates and started skating. It was a very fun time, I can't forget how happy we were, but when I started to circle the center of the lake, the ice started to crack and I fell into the freezing water.

I couldn't get back to the surface and the freezing water was making my muscles ache. That's when something fell into the water and I felt an arm wrap around me and pull me up. When he got out of the water Jacob was staring at me very worried.

- Little brother, are you ok? - The drops of ice water fell from his hair and clothes, we were both shivering with cold.

"Ja ... Jacob ... did you save me ...?"

"Of course, Pip." Jacob hugged me very tight. "You're my little brother, I'll always be here to save you."