Reunion
It is the year 2065 and it had been twelve long years since last these unlikely friends had seen one another. And if it were up to Mason, they would never have met again. He had not missed a single one of them. Not even Emeraldine Gloven, who’m he loved more than anything, even now, even still.
But, alas, the five unlikely friends, who should have never have been friends, came to just an unlikely end. It all happened during their last year attending Hogwarts. Everything they knew of each other would change. A silence would fall flat over their friendship and not bring them together until twelve years later, when yet another tragedy unfolds.
“So.” Mason felt obliged to start the conversation, as no one else seemed to be willing to carry the burden. “Can we just …”
“You dare speak first, Mantlle!?” Chase Mantle sneered, a pale dark haired man with very dark eyes, the epitome of Slytherin, Mason always thought. “Haven’t you done enough already?” The Slytherin alumni asked.
“Done enough!? It’s been twelve fucking years, Chase. We’ve all moved on, why can’t you?”
“No, Mason.” Emeraldine intervened. “No, we haven’t. How could we? Have you? My God, Mason. What’s happened to you?”
“I… I didn’t… Whatever.” Mason stuttered.
“Can we just get on with it, so we can leave, yeah?” Little Marcy Mirwittle said, with a voice that sounded just as squeaky as when she was still a thirteen year old.
“How about we show some respect to the dead?” Silent Gorin Halfbane said. “Or have you all forgotten that everyone has been dropping dead left, right and center? We could be next. That’s why we’re here, after twelve fucking years. So get your shit together, all of you. Because I for one refuse to go under without a fight.”
“We don’t even know who we’re fighting, Gorin.” Emeraldine said. “It could be anyone.”
“No, not anyone.” Chase nearly whispered, “It has to be someone who knew of Potter’s Army. It has to be someone who knew it’s members.”
“Chase is right.” Mason said, “There’s a traitor in Potter’s Army and we need to find out who it is.”