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James Potter did not like it when he lost in Quidditch. He especially did not like it when he lost to his little brother, Albus. James didn't lose, and that was simply that.
Just a One Time Thing
“It was torture…” moaned James between his cries against Ginny’s neck. “I–I couldn’t stop myself, couldn’t move, couldn't breathe.”
“Jamie,” Harry sighed his beginning, and James already felt himself tear in half at that voice. What did his dad have to tell him?
Freak of Nature
James felt his gut pull with Al’s words, and he could only assume what his full statement had said. He could guess it had gone somewhere along the lines of What will people say? Everyone will think he's a freak. And only then did he realize that Al was right.
“Is that a—” Dominique blurted in horror.
“Fine then,” Albus eventually said in a sour tone as he grit his teeth. “Go on then. What exactly is it you're getting at?”
He burst into the corridor to try and understand what had just happened. Rose followed on his tail, gaping at him. “Why didn't you tell me?!”
“I'm not...” he began and faltered. He pursed his lips as he tried to seek the right words. “I'm not bothered really. I'm just having a hard time.”
Connecting the Dots
“I think there's still one big piece of information that could have any sort of dot leading off of it...” Ron muttered in a suggestive voice. Harry looked to him with an inquisitive expression.
Piecing the Puzzle
“If you want to be that precise, then you should have picked someone else to do your dirty work!”
Momentary Lapse of Intimacy
“Oh, Jamie. I'm an awful person," Dominique groaned.
Albus declared at the second hit. “That was not an accident! Parker!”
“D–Don’t…” She faltered again. She didn't quite know what she was trying to say. She felt as if she were being broken up with when there was never anything to break up in the first place.
The Thin Line Between Right and Wrong
He shook his head at Parker, pursing his lips. “I know why. Because I'm better than that. Because there's always a choice, Parker. Like how you're choosing to do this to me and my family. And I don't want to be anything like you...”
Throw Down the Gauntlet
“Your brother…?” questioned Al under his breath. Then his eyes shot to Elias. “You…? But your last name is Namken! How?!”
In Too Deep
Teddy knew he never should have let it develop to what it was. They were in too deep.
Out of Element
She was uncomfortable with the entire situation, and it was out of her element.
“I didn't think we would really be over,” she moaned. “I just don't understand...”
Revealing the Truth
As much as she hated to admit it, the time had come. Her sister had asked. If she dismissed the opportunity, she didn't know if she could ever bring up the topic again.
“B–Big step for Teddy and Dominique,” was all she managed to whisper into the dark room. "I'm new to that word. I–It’s a big word, Teddy.”
James gasped, jumping next to Simon and asking his father. “D–Dad, he's kidding right?! You d–didn’t do it. He can't be serious!”
"Let Harry James Potter's trial for the murder of Alaric Thomas Rousseau begin. Mr. Potter, can you recall the events of the night of December 17th, 2022?" Minister for Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt, asked.
James, Lily, and Albus did not understand. They did not understand why they were needed in the court. Out of all things, they assumed that their mother would want them to stay out of the trial at all costs. But when they were standing outside Wizengamot and Ginny began to go on about sharing only the truth, the three began to piece together just why they had been brought to Wizengamot.
While everyone was affected by Harry's conviction, all of the Weasleys did their best to help keep the Potters on their feet. Things were different, yes, but everyone knew that a sense of normalcy wouldn't return quickly.
One Step Ahead
“Your father is in Azkaban, you have killed our bait, and I think we have damaged you beyond repair. But you see, Albus, there is so much more to it than that. We are only just beginning.”
Only a few things mattered to him these days. Everything else was pointless, worthless. As long as he protected his family and freed his father, he didn't care about the rest. Everything else was simply collateral damage in his ultimate goal to do those things.
His mind was already destroyed enough. He didn't know if he would be able to handle losing hold of his reality as well.
The Time Has Come
“Oh my god...” James muttered in shock, staring at the large door of the lavatory that had been long ago abandoned. “The Chamber of Secrets...”
The Jagged Edge
Her lips quivered in fear, and she closed her eyes. She took a deep breath and stepped off the jagged edge, falling into the icy depths.
James watched in sheer panic. His blood pumped wildly through his veins, his heart pounding within his chest. He felt as if his heart had jumped up into his throat; he couldn't breathe.
The three turned back to face Elias Namken. This time James was fueled by a new source of anger. Not one toward his brother, but at Elias. At Elias for creating this whole ordeal. At Parker for what he had tried to do.
Shades of Calamity
“Elias,” Harry breathed, doing his best to only cry steadily and not let his tears turn into uncontrollable sobs. “What more do you want with us? We have both lost someone dear. Please, set aside your hate and leave us be.”
Like Father, Like Son
His skin was ice cold, his lips a pale blue. Her arms went around him, and she didn't care that he was dead.
Epilogue: The Revival
The Revival. The final chapter of The Seer.
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