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The music pounded in my ears as I looked for Luc. I couldn't spot his crazy bright blue hair anywhere, and I really really wanted to go home. I searched both of the floors upstairs, in addition to all of the rooms on the first floor. Pushing through the hoards of drunk, stoned, and dancing teens I finally found him roughing over some blonde haired guy.

"Luc!" I said coming up to him from behind, "Luc."

He turned around and gave me a boyish grin, "Hey darlin'."

"What was that about?" I asked gesturing to the blonde who was now being dragged out the back door by Jag and Carl, two of our friends.

"The usual- money, drugs; everything else that makes the world go 'round." He threw his arm over my shoulder and kissed my temple.

"Can we heard home, soon-very soon?" I asked turning and placing an innocent kiss on his lips.

"Why?" He asked furrowing his brow. "Trouble in paradise?"

"When hasn't there been trouble in paradise?" I said with a sigh. "Those guys are such asses, why can't they just drop it, I mean it's not like I'm hurting anyone. Grr. Nothing ever changes; I can't wait until we get out of this place; new town, new faces."

"Want me to take care of them?" He asked as we headed towards the front door.

"I don't want blood on my hands…" I said quietly.

"I don't want to see you hurt." He said back, "I'm not going to stand around and watch you get hurt anymore, that's why you're moving into The Manor."

The Manor was a place that Luc's father owned. No, it wasn't really a manor; it was more like a top of the line apartment building. Luc, as well as most of our other friends, lived there. It was like a home for orphans, and people who needed sanctuary. The residents, mainly my friends and Luc and his father, have wanted me to move me into since I met them- ten years ago.

"Luc, you know I can't do that, my mom needs me." I said, "but that doesn't mean that I wont, eventually, just not now."

"Marie can come to," he said referring to my mother, "I don't want you in that house anymore."

I looked at him, knowing his intentions where true. "Fine."

He smiled, and I couldn't help but laugh as people we walked by gave him weird looks. That was one of the things that I loved about Luc, he could always make me laugh. We went back to his apartment at The Manor, where I would sometimes spend the night. I loved waking up in his arms.

Luc woke up with Edence in his arms. Life was going great, no annoying older brothers around, no problems with the law, the love of his life was finally moving into The Manor. His dad, Wolf, had recently come home from Spain with a new mistress but other then that everything was completely perfect. He and Edence where even going on a vacation to the Mediterranean Sea for a few weeks. Nothing could ruin- a resounding knock brought him from his thoughts.

"Whosit?" Edence mumbled into her pillow, not even bothering to open her eyes.

After detangling himself from his lover, as well as the sheets, he went and opened the door. Leaning against the doorframe in nothing but a pair of boxers, very well aware of the fact that his tattoo's and scars where showing to whomever was on the other side of the door, friend or foe.

"Who the hell are you?" He asked looking at three odd people standing on the opposite side of the door. "Scratch that, what the fuck do you want?"

He knew who they were, hell anyone with half a brain knew who they where. One, Albus Dumbledor, Minvera McGonagall, and one Severus Snape. What they wanted with him was another thing.

"Harry," Headmaster Dumbledor said with a twinkle in his blue eyes, "We're here to take you home."

"I am home." He said coldly.

"Sup Deeth." Jag said breaking the quickly building tension as he came out of his apartment room, leaving the door open.

"De'Aeth fag." Luc replied pulling him into a brotherly one armed hug. "What's up man?"

"Hey," He nodded towards Dumbledor and his two companions. "What's with the dresses dudes, if you're looking for the transies they're down stairs, on the 8th."

Jag lit a cigarette and looked back at Luc, "Where's the wiffy."

Luc smirked slyly, "Just woke up."

"Mr. Potter?" Dumbledor said the twinkle annoyingly still present in his eyes.

"Ha! Haven't heard that name in a while." Jag said laughingly. "People still care about that hero complex shit huh?"

"Tell me about it." Came Luc's reply as he moved aside allowing Jag entrance into his apartment, "Sooo, what do you gentlemen and lady want, exactly."

"We would like to come to Hogwarts with us, Mr. Potter." McGonagall said clasping her hands together in front of her.

"Ha ha, no." Luc said, "Not over my dead body, I've got a life, a family, and there is no way in hell that your fucking things up for me, now why don't you leave, if you don't want to go, I'll have you escorted out, which you may not like."

"Mr. Potter, you leave me no choice."

After those words left the ancient Headmasters mouth, all Luc say was black.

The door that led to his bedroom flung open just in time for Edence to see Luc being aparated away by the old man and his two cronies.