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i missed the reunion

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oh my oh my oh my

i missed the reunion

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a tmr reunion

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Things in common

"There's a place in most of us where the rain is pretty much constant, the shadows are always long, and the woods are full of monsters." -Stephen King

After a long Thursday Mason finally took his reading glasses off the bridge of his nose and leaned back with a big sigh, bringing his feet to rest on top of his desk. Rubbing his temple he could feel his age for once, though his health was still spectacular and he still looked great at least according to Art. He reached for his coffee but his hands dropped as for once he actually looked at the picture that his mug rested next to. Typically his eyes would just glance at it and away never really processing the picture. The picture was a muggle one, the two figures in it completely still. It was a much younger Mason with his arm draped carelessly yet protectively over a young blonde male, Louis Weasley. Mason can remember when the photo was taken as clear as day. It was the last day of Louis' fifth year. Mason had just told Louis that he had actually passed his class, jumping for joy, as Divinations was the only class he struggled at, the two decided to celebrate with a picnic. Louis had brought one of his muggle cameras and with some timer thing the photo was taken. Mason loved the photo. They both looked so young, so happy. Their eyes twinkled in the sun lighting up the whole photo.

Mason sighed, picking up the frame he dusted it off. He hadn't thought of Louis in a while. When he did it always brought up such good memories but also such pain. Wizards didn't get in car accidents, they could save themselves, Mason would never get over the feeling that he could have done something more to help the sarcastic Ravenclaw, to help him save himself. He still wished he could do something. His eyes traveled over his desk to where weirdly enough Julia Weasley's paper sat, the A+ staring up at him. He was glad Julia and Sebastian were friends. They were an odd pair but a good one just like their two fathers had been. Though she was a brilliant student Julia was dark and Mason quite clearly knew why. With Louis gone and a mother she hated Julia was mad at the world. She actually reminded him of someone. That's when Mason got what he thought was the best idea.

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She hadn't stepped foot in Hogwarts in years. She hated the stench it somehow still held. But with her strawberry lipgloss etched on and her emerald green heels as high as could be Astrid strolled into Mason's office with a big smirk on. Apparently a student needed help and Mason said she was the only one for the job.

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Julia sat there staring at the woman in front of her. Astrid Hamilton her name was. Julia had heard stories. She thought the lady was a myth. Annoyed that she was being roped into some Mason version of a therapy session Julia stood to leave.

"Look it's cool we both have dead dads and we hate our moms but what is there to talk about?"

"I just thought you two had a lot in common..."

"What's your name? Julia? Look honey, how about we skip this lame sit calmly and talk thing and go get coffee and really talk. Need caffeine to get rolling on a rant. About how people think it's okay to pity us when really they should be bowing down. About how our Mothers drove our sweet fathers to their graves. And about how we might take over the world one day. Mason boo can come as chaperone."

Julia smiled, maybe someone did get it after all.