Chapter 63

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[Draco]

A snowy owl tapped on Draco's window.

"Hello, Tonks," he said to the owl as he let her in.

Except she didn't have a bright pink patch on his back. And she was twice the size as her. Draco stared at the giant bird, thinking if he had made a mistake and had just let a stray humungous owl trample inside his mansion.

He breathed a sigh of relief when the owl tilted up her leg and he saw a dark red envelope. Upon receiving the letter, the owl took off. Draco wondered curiously whose owl it was.

Draco opened the envelope carefully and he tumbled over on his chair when the letter leaped to life.

"I PASSED EVERYTHING EXCEPT THE BLOODY MAGICAL JURISPRUDENCE! I'M SO SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW! AND I ALSO GOT A LOAD OF O'S! I'M GOING TO BE AN AUROR! I'M GOING TO BE A BLOODY AUROR! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! WHOO-HOOO!!!"

The letter burst into flames and Draco blinked on the floor dumbfounded. So that's a Howler.

He stayed on the floor and processed the contents of the Howler and the two sniggering voices in the background of it for several moments. Then he burst out laughing.

He laughed until his stomach hurt and he felt so happy and so proud for his boyfriend. Harry made it. He was only one step away from becoming an Auror.


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[Harry]

"Ah, Potter," Travailler said upon seeing Harry walk giddily to him.

"I've also received your results. I must say, you have made your training Auror tremendously proud."

Harry blinked. Then he felt like crying. So he blinked again.

"Come, Potter. We'll discuss your results in a training room."

Travailler led him to training room G and he swung open the door. It consisted of one huge desk and two chairs on either side of it. It seemed to be built for this occasion.

Travailler sat and Harry took a seat opposite him.

"Let's cut to the chase. I trust that you already know by three years with me that, as your training Auror, my job isn't to give you meaningless compliments and happy story-time. I will say beforehand, however, that I really am impressed. Especially with your General Potions and Poisons and Antidotes."

Harry felt like crying again but he also felt that he wouldn't be feeling that for long. And he was right.

"Now, first things first. What the bloody hell happened at General Transfiguration? I always thought you were at least a definite E."

Harry felt a strong urge to laugh and blush. "I, er, accidentally transfigured the pillow I was supposed to turn into a rabbit into a pair of boxer shorts."

Travailler stared at him. He bore an expression Harry had never in the three years seen before.

"Boxer shorts?" he finally said.

"Yes, sir."

"Very... very well. Genuine accident, I assume?"

"Yes, sir."

Travailler sighed deeply and put a finger to his temple. "Alright, Potter. I trust you to calm your nerves and perform your actual talents during the second examination."

"Second? I'm taking transfiguration again?"

"While it's not enforced, given that you've passed, I still strongly recommend you to take it again. A good grade on the three general subjects would only do you good for future promotions and your ambitions for Head Auror."

Harry cursed boxers in his head but already made a decision upon hearing that. "I'll take General Transfiguration again."

Travailler only gave him an extremely tight smile (the corners of his mouth couldn't have risen over three degrees) and continued.

"Next on the list... Stealth and Tracking. Another accident, I assume? I half-expected an O from you on that. You never ill-behaved on the courses."

"Yes, sir- I, er, sneezed. The dummy turned around once."

"Ah. Alright. But you did get an E and it would be sufficient enough unless you have the extreme desire to make it an O."

Harry shook his head.

"Last but not least- Magical Jurisprudence. Potter, I know you dislike the subject, but do at least try to scrape an A on the second examination. You do not want to get held back because of a bunch of laws, to say the least. I'll be starting to give you extra work on it, be prepared. I said it over the past three years, I'll say it again: I expect great things from you, Potter."

"I'll try my best, sir."

"Good. So, the second examination. You'll be taking General Transfiguration and Magical Jurisprudence, correct?"

"Yes, sir."

"Alright, Potter. I'll pass along the word for you. You may leave."

"Thank you, Auror Travailler."

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