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Hi! Just a quick question, would you guys want James and Lily to come back? I don't want it to be too much like the Hidden One, but I have some ideas and it was really fun writing those parts. Any ideas? Thank you!

"Dragons? You're kidding, right? Who the fuck thinks that letting children deal with dragons is a good idea?"

Harry grumbled as he messed with a snitch, letting it fly in front of his face before suddenly grabbing it. He decided not to say anything about Claire's use of profanity, which he noticed she started using more of as she spent more time with Leo, but he decided not to say anything as it was obvious that the older boy made Claire happy.

"They're insane!" Claire shrieked as she swatted at the snitch when it came too close to her face. She was laying on Harry's bed while he was on the floor from where he had fallen earlier when he teased Claire about Leo and she pushed him. He had simply grabbed a pillow from the bed and stayed on the floor.

"Hagrid was so excited too," Harry sighed, rubbing his face with one hand, his stress evident. "As if I'm not dealing with enough right now. Especially with Skeeter writing articles about me all the time."

"She's horrid," Claire agreed. "I'll write to my dad and see if he can think of anything. Plus, Sirius will probably help us tonight."

"I'm worried about him," Harry admitted, not looking away from the snitch. "He barely responds to letters anymore and they're always short."

"He's just stressed out and tired," Claire defended. "He's on the run."

"I don't get why he can visit you all the time," Harry muttered angrily. Claire knew it was aimed at him, but it still made her frown as if he was angry with her.

"Probably cause he's in love with my dad," Claire said casually. Harry let the snitch fly away, his eyes wide as he looked at Claire.

"Actually?" Harry gasped.

"When I was, er- when I had mono and they thought I was asleep, I heard them talking," Claire explained. "Apparently they dated when I was first born or something like that. And Sirius wants to get back together...I hope they do. They make each other happy. I keep mentioning it in my letters but they never respond to that part."

"I guess I never really gave it that much attention," Harry shrugged, standing up to get the snitch from where it had gotten stuck in Neville's blankets. "But as long as they're happy."

"Yeah," Claire agreed. "Stop changing the subject. We need to focus on dragons. Does Cedric know?"

"No, but I'll tell him," Harry sighed. "Everyone else knows already. He deserves to know too."

The door was thrown open and an angry Neville stomped in, his cheeks red.

"What's wrong, Neville?" Harry asked, sitting up and looking concerned.

"They're horrible!" Neville said, and it was obvious he was holding back tears. "I tried-tried to help you, but they're horrible!"

"The Slytherins?" Claire guessed, her voice soft as she loosened her tie without even thinking about it, wishing that she could be in any other house as she saw how upset the other boy was.

"It was Pucey and his friends," Neville nodded. "They're mean for no reason! They made my legs wobble like Hermione did in first year and then put boils all over my body."

"Ignore them," Harry said angrily. "Don't worry about me, I can handle myself."

"C'mon, Claire, I can handle myself. I learned how to summon my broom. I can just fly around the dragon. I'll be fine."