The Alexander Chronicles Year 4: The Return of Darkness.

So here is the fourth year, I hope you will enjoy it. And I have to say this again; I am not J.K Rowling and I do not own Harry Potter.

The entire story have been exited and underdone a sight rewrite pr. 23th of august 2020.

Chapter 1: Off Limits

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Alex was having the same nightmare again.

He was sitting with his mother in the living room. She was hugging him and comforting him. Suddenly a door was kicked open, and the young Alex started to cry, ignoring his mother´s attempts to keep him quit. Moments after the door had been opened, a man in a dark suit was standing in the doorway. The young Alex saw this, and hid himself in his mother´s arms, crying even harder.

"Just leave us alone, please we be gone soon." Cyrina said, while holding her crying son close to her.

"No," the man said. "I can´t do that you deserve a punishment." He took out a gun, and BANG.

It was always at that moment Alex woke up with a yelp, and sat up in the bed breathing heavily, covered in sweat and with a terrible headache.

Alex sighed as he moved his feet off his bed and to the floor, then leaned his head in his hands, his elbows on his knees. Why was he having that nightmare? It wasn´t even real. His muggle father (if he really was that) hadn´t left him like that. Still this dream, it felt like it hadn´t been a dream. In fact, it felt more like a memory. However, that couldn´t be right. He remembered what had happened that day. He know he did.

Alex dried the sweat from his face and looked around in the room, as he was looking for something strange. He didn´t see anything or at least not anything strange for a teenage wizard. There was a large wooden trunk stood open at the foot of his beds, revealing cauldrons, black robes and notes. On the nearby shelf was a large collection of neatly sorted spell books: some were schoolbooks and the others were books his family and friends had given him.

He stood out of bed, passing his desk that was littered with rolls of parchment, maps of a certain building, and a cage where his owl, Archimedes, was perched and looking out the open window. Alex glanced through the window and saw the unfamiliar view of the London. He still haven´t gotten used to live here sure had lived near London, before, but the centre of the city was something else. There was just some many people here and a lot of noise.

But this was his new home, his grandfather´s home. Alex´s grandfather had offered that they could live at Alex´s old house, but Alex had refused, he didn´t needed to be reminded of his mother all the time; his mother who now was in Azkaban for helping Sirius Black.

Alex stood still for a moment watching the view. Even though it was early in the morning there was still a lot of life: mostly people that was on the way home from a party or some who were working early. Alex yawned before going into his private bathroom.

He walked over to the sink and splashed some cold water in his face, before looking in the mirror. The wet face of a fourteen-year-old boy, with grey eyes, and brown hair looked back. Alex looked down at himself his green pyjamas was wrinkled, due from him turning around in his sleep.

Alex sighed. He still couldn´t believe that his mother had lied to about who his real father was. She had told him that it was a muggle named Daniel Bonteri, but in reality, it was the man she was arrested for helping. Alex wasn´t sure, if he truly believed that Sirius Black was his father. If he were then why had his mother never told him? The worst part was that he couldn´t even ask her why she had done it. Alex really missed her. Some days were worse than others like his birthday. Normally his mother would wake him up with a birthday song, he had missed that despite his grandfather had done their best to make sure it would be a good day.

Alex splashed some more water in his head, before going back to his bedroom. Where he sat down at his desk with his notes and a map sat right in front of him. He picked up and looked at the map he had 'received' from his grandfather. It was a map of the second level of the Ministry of Magic; where it held many departments, but there was one department, in particular he was interested in.

It was the personal information department, where every wizard or witches in Britain personal files where. The personal files where self-updating, and held information about; height, eyes and hair colour, grades, ailments, abilities, family history and much more. It was the family history that Alex was interested in reading. Since it was a magical file it couldn´t be manipulated, meaning the person that was listen there as his father was his real father. The files were usually only available for the Ministry, but Alex knew that sometimes a person could see his own file, if the reason were good enough, and if he was lucky.

Alex had tried getting the information about himself from a Ministry worker, but he had been told that he was too young to even make a request. That only left one option – he had to sneak in the Ministry and see the file for himself.

Alex moved the map in front of him, noticing an unopened letter under it. It was a letter he had sent to Daphne trying to reconcile his friendship with her, but the letter had been sent back with no reply or anything. That was another thing that made this summer bad. He had messed up a couple friendships his last year at Hogwarts, including the one with Daphne by ignoring her. He had been busy with the exams, but mostly due to him trying to find the man that could had proven that Sirius Black was innocent. Daphne had taken that as a sign that Alex rather wanted to spend time with his Gryffindor friends, and true enough he had spent more time with them, especially after he had helped Black escape, granted he had not talked that much he was only present in the common room with them.

In fact the only Gryffindors who he had talked to were Harry, Neville, Hermione, and the Weasley twins, and it hadn´t been that much talking.

Still Alex understood why Daphne was angry, because he had been neglecting her. Still he wished she would let him explain so they could be friends again, because he missed her terribly.

It had been easier to reconcile his friendship with Blaise and Tracey. He had spent a lot of his time with Blaise visiting his home, and helping him produce his patronus, which was a bobcat. They also hung a lot out in Diagon Alley where they messed around, walking through Knockturn Alley, browsing the shops with curiosity, sometimes they would go to the muggle London to check that out, or they would look at girls. The last part wasn´t something he ever told Tracey, when he was writing her, mostly because he knew how crazy Blaise was about her.

Alex leaned his head on his arms, and once again stared out the streets of London, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and then...

Crack! And Alex´s eyes snapped opened at the loud crack, automatically placing his school papers over his notes and maps.

"Good morning young master. You are up early," sounded a squeaky voice that belonged to Alex´s grandfather´s house elf named Lux.

"Yeah good morning Lux." Alex yawned, before he sat up and starched his body.

"Would the young master like his breakfast?"

"Yeah can I have some bacon, eggs and toast?"

Lux bowed. "Yes Master Alexander. It will be ready soon." She said before disappearing with a pop.

It didn´t take long for Lux to return with the breakfast. "I assumed the master also wanted some pumpkin juice and see the today edition of the Daily Prophet?" she said as she placed the trey on Alex´s desk.

"Thank you very much Lux," Alex smiled as he picked up some toast, "Have my grandfather left yet?"

"Yes," Lux answered as she began picking up the dirty cloths, "he told me to say that you should behave well, when he was away."

Alex smirked as he eat some bacon. "You know me Lux. I am always on my best behaviour."

Lux didn´t respond to that she simply popped away; Alex chuckled and opened the Prophet.

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After breakfast, Alex got dressed, after a quick shower. It was today he was planning getting in the Ministry. He put on his wandholster, on his right wrist and stuck his wand inside then put on a black long-sleeved t-shirt. That combined with wish black trousers and grey shoes would make him blend in perfectly. He packed his bag with his notes, map of the ministry, a Revealer, a small vile of Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder, and some of Fred and George Weasley new inventions, that they had sent to him. Alex thought it was brilliant magic, and a lot of it would be really useful if you need a distraction, even though the twins had made it for pranking people.

About two hours later, Alex put the bag over his shoulder and left to the front door, "Hey Lux, I think I will go down to Diagon Ally to see Blaise." He shouted.

"Of course young master, but remember that your grandfather has told you that you shall be home for dinner." The little house elf said.

Alex nodded before he walked out to the streets of London.

"What took you so long?" spoke a voice near Alex. He turned around to see Blaise Zabini leaning on a tree. He was taller, way taller than Alex was, and wore a dark suit. He looked too fancy for a fourteen year old.

"Could you be any more conspicuous?" Alex asked raising and eyebrow as he looked at his best male friend.

"What?" Blaise said, looking down at himself. "You told me that I should wear dark clothes."

"Yeah, but I didn´t said you should wear a suit. How many fourteen year old do you know that wears a suit."

"Well, at least I'll be the one who'll blend in," Blaise said, leaning off the tree. "Instead of looking like some obvious secret spy or agent. I mean have you seen yourself; all you need is a dark hood and gloves." He paused as some girls walked past them while starring at them. The girls was around their age, maybe a year older. Blaise gave them a smile and they began giggling. Alex noticed that some of the girls were looking at him too, blushed slightly and gave a nervous smile, making the girls giggle even more.

"Hey boys," one of the girls said. She had light brown hair and blue eyes. Alex noticed that she was very pretty, and felt himself blushing as she was staring at him.

"Hey," Alex replied lamely, and blushed even more as the girl giggled.

"So what are you boys up to?" the same girl asked.

"Nothing, we just, oh just," Alex stammered.

"Oh we are just hanging," Blaise said, "you?"

"The same, we heading out to eat some brunch."

"Then later this evening there is a party at the school," said another girl winking at Blaise, "are you guys coming?"

"Afraid not. We are not from any school around here," Blaise said.

"Oh are you sure, I could get you in." Again, the girl winked at Blaise. "So what do you say, want to be my date?"

"Yeah sorry, but I can´t go I promised to take my girlfriend out this evening."

"Oh," the girl seemed very disappointed

The other girl looked at Alex. "What about you, do you want to have a good time?"

"Oh sorry but I can´t, have some things to do."

The pretty girl looked disappointed. "Oh should have known such good-looking boy like you were taken."

Alex blushed again, "No I am not."

"So no girlfriend then?"

Alex scratched the back of his head, "oh no."

"Hmm really such a cutie like you is free on the market?"

Alex blushed the girl had called him cute, it was somewhat nice, because the girl looked really cute too, "uh yeah, but still I can´t go tonight."

"So, it is not a no to going out with me?"

"Eh n-no I suppose not eh, I m-mean it could be fun." Alex said, noticing that his heart was beating a little faster than usually did.

"I am sure it would, so you are interested in dating?"

"Uh y-yeah I suppose I am."

The girl smiled, "Good, I bet you be great at dating, are you sure you can´t go tonight?"

"Uh no, my grandfather wants me to eat dinner with him."

The girl smiled, "Okay I understand, so maybe another time?" she asked playing with her hair.

"Yeah I guess," Alex, said still blushing as he looked at the girl, who kept smiling at him.

"Okay," the girl opened her purse and took a piece of paper out and wrote something on it, before handling it to Alex; "here is my number. My name is Rose by the way."

Alex took the paper, and smiled shyly, "oh t-thanks Rose, my name is Alex."

"Hmm a cute face and cute name."

"T-thanks." Alex muttered as Rose giggled again.

"So call me so we can set up a date."

"Uh sure," Alex breathed out.

"I be waiting for you call Alex. It will be great," Rose said as she winked at him before she and the other girls hurried away. Before they left completely Alex head, the girls talking about how cute he was, and that Rose was luckily. They also mentioned how handsome Blaise had been, and it was too bad that he was taken.

Blaise elbowed Alex, "see another effect of the suit, but I guess your little outfit has its own charm too."

"Eh what just happened?" Alex asked still staring after the girls.

"Well, "Blaise said snatching the paper out of Alex´s hand, "you got yourself a date mate."

"Oh come she didn´t want to date me she just wanted to hang out."

"Yeah if you are snogging while you do it." Blaise smirked, "just hear what she wrote to you, (Hey sweetie call me if you want to go on a date. Kisses Rose). Oh and look she have drawn hearts at it too."

Alex rolled his eyes and snatched the paper back, to see it was what Rose had written that and her number. "It is private," as he read it heart began beating a little faster again.

"Yeah, but will you call her? I mean she was very good looking, don´t you think."

"Yeah she was, in fact she was very pretty," Alex said. "And she seems nice, but I can´t go on a date with some I just met. I mean I don´t even know her."

"Yeah that why you ask her out you go on a date talk to her, then decide if you should start dating."

"Then what if she wants us to date?"

Blaise rolled his eyes, "duh then you date her if you want to. Geez what are you so nervous about Alex."

"Well I have never been on a date, and what do I do if she wants to kiss, I don´t how to do that."

"You just kiss her, don´t worry you get a hang on it." Blaise smirked, "so do you want to call her?"

Alex blushed. "I think about it okay, but we not out to meet girls remember." He said as he began to walk, after he pocketed the girl´s number, just in case.

"True, but back the whole disguise thing I still say a suit will blend better in at the Ministry,"

"Yeah maybe, maybe not – let us just do this."

The two friends began walking and ten minutes later, the two boys stood outside the Leaky Cauldron.

"Are you sure you want to do this with me? It is not too late to back out." Alex asked after moments of silence where the boys just had looked at the pub.

"And let you have all the fun" Blaise paused before looking at Alex. "No I am with you on this."

"It is just there are properly laws against this."

"Yeah but I am still behind you mate."

Alex smiled in thanks and they entered the pub. It was pretty much empty only the barkeeper Tom, and wizard reading the Prophet while drinking coffee was there. None of them noticed the two boys, as they walked over to the nearby fireplace.

"Why couldn´t we just use your fireplace?"

"I couldn't risk it. Lux might have heard us and told on us."

Blaise sighed, "yeah but are you sure this fire place his connected to the Ministry?"

Alex nodded. "Yes or at least the public place of the Ministry."

"Okay that have to do then." Blaise said as he grabbed some floo powder

Alex grabbed some powder as well and tossed it in the fire as he stepped in to it , then loud and clear voice he said, "Ministry of Magic!" and he disappeared through the green flames.

Seconds later Alex stepped out of a new fireplace, with Blaise following seconds later.

They were standing at one end of a very long and splendid hall with a highly polished, dark wood floor. The peacock blue ceiling was inlaid with gleaming golden symbols that kept moving and changing like some enormous heavenly notice board. The walls on each side were panelled in shiny dark wood and had many more gilded fireplaces set into them. Every few seconds a witch or wizard would emerge from one of the left-hand fireplaces with a soft whoosh, the same ones Alex and Blaise emerged from. On the right-hand side, short queues of wizards were forming before each fireplace, waiting to depart.

Halfway down the hall was a fountain. A group of golden statues, larger than life-size, stood in the middle of a circular pool. Tallest of them all was a noble-looking wizard with his wand pointing straight up in the air. Grouped around him were a beautiful witch, a centaur, a goblin and a house-elf. The last three were all looking adoringly up at the witch and wizard.

Glittering jets of water were flying from the ends of their wands, the point of the centaur's arrow, the tip of the goblins hat and each of the house-elf's ears. So that the tinkling hiss of falling water was added to the pops and cracks of the Apparators and the clatter of footsteps as hundreds of witches and wizards, most of whom were wearing glum, early-morning looks, strode towards a set of golden gates at the far end of the hall.

"So which way?" Blaise asked as he looked around.

"The same way as the others until we reach the gates."

The two teens began walking towards the golden gates. They moved past all the ministry workers, who either was carrying large piles of parchments, suitcases, and some was reading the Prophet was they walked. Some were busy while others took their time to catch up with some collages.

"Hmm weird that no one have noticed you." Blaise said as they moved past all the workers, "you know everyone wears robes or suits like me."

Alex nodded, "yeah it weird, that no one notice a teenager in a fancy suit, but let us not complain about it, or do you want to stop someone and ask which of us attracts the most attention."

"No, because it is clearly you mate."

Alex signed, "Okay the next time we all were suits okay"

Blaise chuckled and they continued walking, passing the great fountain where Alex noticed sickles, knuts, and galleons in the water and a sign that said:

ALL PROCEEDS FROM THE FOUNTAIN OF MAGICAL BRETHREN WILL BE GIVEN TO ST. MUNGO'S HOSPITAL FOR MAGICAL MALADIES AND INJURIES.

Alex and Blaise then stopped ten feet away from the golden gates. Seated at a desk to the left, beneath a sign saying Security, a wizard in peacock blue robes sat there, reading the Daily Prophet.

"How are we supposed to get past this guy, guards are supposed to keep an eye out for strange and I bet that guy is alert even though he is pretending to read."

"Relax Blaise I do have a plan you know." Alex said as he open his back and began searching for something, "I did send you a copy of my notes of how we were going to do this. Didn´t you read them."

"Oh I skimmed them or rather the important part."

"Okay then this will be a surprise." Alex said as he finally had found what he was looking for. He pulled out some firework he had been given by the Weasley twins; they called it a Whiz bang.

"What is that?"

"A gift from Fred and George. It is their own invention, magical firework."

"Fireworks? What so you plan to entertain them?

Alex smiled, "yup a prefect distraction." He said and walked away towards the fountain. After checking if anyone where looking Alex discreetly lit the firework and dropped it in a small trashcan, then walked back to Blaise, giving him a smile. "Now see my master plan unfold." Seconds later, there was a loud BANG, and the fireworks set off in blue and white sparks, blowing up the trashcan in the process.

Alex and Blaise watched, as people were confused and running away in shock, screaming as if someone was attacking. With a quick look over his shoulder Alex saw that the security guard at the golden gates, had ran over to investigate what had happened.

"Time to go my friend." Alex said as he grabbed Blaise´s arm leading him towards the gates.

"Okay I admit this is brilliant." Blaise said.

Hidden by the large crowd that was hurried away, and the fact that everybody was watching the fireworks meaning that nobody paid any attention to two teens who slipped through the gates. In the cue Alex heard that is little stunt was heavily debated; it seemed that most people thought it was one of the departments playing a joke.

Alex and Blaise followed the cue, not they could do any things else, as they were pushed forward by the people behind them, it didn´t take long they reached a smaller hall, where at least twenty lifts stood behind wrought golden grilles. There the crowd separated into smaller groups. Alex and Blaise joined the smallest of them at one of the up going lifts

"What level are we going to again?' Blaise whispered to Alex, both still unnoticed by the other people who were busy trying to get around.

"It's a small department on level 2," Alex answered without looking at him.

"What else is that level?"

"Law enforcement." Alex said quietly.

With a great jangling and clattering a lift descended in front of them; the golden grille slid back, and Alex and Blaise stepped into the lift with the rest of the crowd and the two found themselves jammed against the back wall, hidden behind all the witches and wizards who probably didn't know they were there.

The grilles slid shut with a crash and the lift ascended slowly, chains rattling, while the same cool female voice they had heard in the telephone box rang out again.

"Level Seven, Department of Magical Games and Sports, incorporating the British and Irish Quidditch League Headquarters, Official Gobstones Club and Ludicrous Patents Office."

The lift doors opened. And Alex could see an untidy-looking corridor, with various posters of Quidditch teams tacked lopsidedly on the walls. One of the wizards in the lift, who was carrying an armful of broomsticks, extricated himself with difficulty and disappeared down the corridor.

The doors closed, the lift juddered upwards again and the woman's voice announced:

"Level Six, Department of Magical Transportation, incorporating the Floo Network Authority, Broom Regulatory Control, Portkey Office and Apparation Test Center."

Once again, the lift doors opened and four or five witches and wizards got out; at the same time, several paper aeroplanes swooped into the lift. Alex watched them with an open mouth, as the papers flew above his head they were a pale violet colour and they could see Ministry of Magic stamped along the edge of their wings

As they clattered upwards, again the papers flapped around the lamp swaying from the lift's ceiling.

"Level Five, Department of International Magical Co-operation, incorporating the International Magical Trading Standards Body, the International Magical Office of Law and the International Confederation of Wizards, British Seats."

When the doors opened, two of the papers zoomed out with a few more of the witches and wizards, but several more papers zoomed in, so that the light from the lamp flickered and flashed overhead as they darted around it.

"Level Four, Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, incorporating Beast, Being and Spirit Divisions, Goblin Liaison Office and Pest Advisory Bureau."

The doors opened and only a little flock of papers flew out. The doors clanged shut yet again.

"Level Three, Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes, including the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad, Obliviator Headquarters and Muggle-Worthy Excuse Committee."

Everybody left the lift on this floor except Alex and Blaise. The remaining papers continued to soar around the lamp as the lift juddered upwards again.

"I wonder what those papers are for," Blaise said, setting words on Alex´s thoughts.

"I don´t know, but it looks official." Just as Alex had said that, the voice made its announcement.

"Level Two, Department of Magical Law Enforcement, including the Improper Use of Magic Office, Auror Headquarters and Wizengamot Administration Services.

"It should be here where Personal Information Department is," Alex said, and the two left the lift, "when we have found this department we just need to find out how they have organised their files."

The two teens began walking down the corridor but stopped at a window which sunlight was streaming through. "Wait how can that be?" Blaise breathed out.

"How is that possible?" Alex asked, moving closer to the window seeing the sky and buildings. "I thought the entire ministry was underground?"

"Yeah I thought so too." Blaise said slowly, "But then how can there be sunlight?"

"You are not wrong. We are underground," said a voice behind them. Alex turned to see a boy, roughly about his own age. The boy had blond short hair, green eyes, he was skinny, slightly pale and about the same height as Alex. He wore a shirt and jeans. He gave Alex a nervous smile.

"Then how come there is sunlight?" Blaise asked.

The boy looked at Blaise, before saying, "the windows is uh enchanted, it is the Magical Maintence that decides what kind of weather there should be. I heard that one time, when they wanted a pay raise, the Ministry got two months of hurricanes, and sometimes they also have it snow during a heatwave just to confuse everybody."

Alex had noticed that the boy spoke with an accent, but he couldn´t place it maybe it was Scandinavian, but he wasn´t sure. "Uh sorry, but who are you?" he asked.

"Uh I am Erik Jensen, "the boy answered a bit shyly.

"Okay and thanks for the info, but would you mind bugger off now. My friend and I have business to attend to." Blaise said waving the boy away.

"Right sorry to bother you." Erik answered lowering his heard, and turned to leave.

"Blaise play nice!" Alex warned, and then turned to Erik. "Sorry about my friend. He means it well. So what are you doing here?"

The boy raised his head and smiled a bit, "well my dad had promised we should spend time together, but then he needed to get some work done, I always wanted to see this Ministry, but it sure have been awhile since he left."

"So what does you dad do," Blaise asked politely.

"He works an ambassador, but right now he needed to talk to the head of law enforcement about something."

"Oh that is great, I am Alexander Bonteri," Alex said deciding to use that name until he had seen his file, "the guy over there is Blaise Zabini."

"Yeah and it is not that I don´t want to talk, but Alex we need to get a move on."

"Oh yeah we should," Alex replied, "I need to find Personal Information Department, and cheek out my file."

"Oh I know where that is," Erik spoke up, as the two friends began to leave. "You just need to go through the auror office."

The last part made Blaise stop dead, "though auror office?"

"Yeah, it is the only way; all the others have been blocked."

"You didn´t tell me that Alex."

Alex was too a bit shocked, "No, to be honest I thought we could get in another way."

"You assumed? How are we supposed to get past them?"

"We just have to wing it," Alex answered, rubbing the back of his neck. "We have come too far just to give up. But uh I uh I really have no idea what to do."

"I can help," Erik said quietly.

"How wonderful," Blaise replied, ignoring Erik, as he leaned against the wall. "I knew this plan wasn't going to be easy, but I thought you had a plan."

"Of course it wasn't going to be easy, Blaise," Alex said, leaning next to him. "We're in the Ministry of Magic. The place that runs the magical world of Britain, and beside if you had read my notes you would have known about this."

"I know, but just how can we get past the aurors, I mean they are good. I don´t think you little firework trick will work this time."

"I agree, and I don´t have any more left."

"Oh great then what?"

"Maybe I could give them some charmed candy?" Alex tried.

"Sure good plan! So you will just walk up to them, and give them the candy? What will you do when they ask you what you are doing here?"

Alex´s face fell, "Oh I didn´t think about that, maybe we should use dark powder I have and make a run for it."

"Or you could let me help you!" Erik said again, this time a little lauder. "I mean it would stupid to waste that powder of yours."

"Do you have an idea? What is it?" Blaise said looking at the shorter boy.

"Well that depends what kind of candy you got." He said pointing at Alex. "I mean it obviously not normal candy."

"It is not uh, I brought these." Alex said, digging through his bag and pulled out three pieces of candy, one red, one green, and one pink. "If I remember correctly, this red one makes your nose bleed, the green one makes you vomit a lot, and this pink one grows out your tongue."

"Who would want to eat the last one?" Erik asked with his eyebrows frowning.

"You don´t it for pranking others." Alex said

"Still sounds dangerous. So let us keep that for now. I really don´t want to face changes for killing someone."

"Don´t you have immunity?" Alex asked. "So it will just be me and Blaise who end up in jail."

"Oh right," Erik said smiling a bit, "but still I don´t think it is a good idea."

"But can you help?" Blaise interrupted.

"Yeah maybe the other two hmm." Erik paused for a moment as he looked at the two pieces of candy. "You said the green one made you vomit?"

Alex nodded, "Yes, until you take the antidote that is the other part of the candy."

"Okay that is good. I don´t want to be sick all day. So if I eat this one, and pretend to be really sick, then the aurors will come rushing over to see if I am okay."

Both Blaise and Alex looked at Erik, "you think it will work?" They asked unison.

"I think so. I mean having the ambassador´s son being sick, in your department and not doing anything, isn´t good for diplomacy. I am pretty sure my dad would be mad if they just left me alone."

Blaise chuckled, "oh I like that plan. It is brilliant."

Erik smiled as he took the green candy from Alex, "just follow me and try not being seen, unless you have a good reason for being here." Both boys nodded and began following him.

They turned a corner, walked through a pair of heavy oak doors and emerged in a cluttered open area divided into cubicles, which was buzzing with talk and laughter. The papers were zooming in and out of cubicles like miniature rockets.

"Hey Erik, do you happen to know what those flying papers are? If I had to guess I say messages." Alex asked.

"You are not wrong. It is memos charmed to fly."

"Oh smart or at least smarter than using owls. In this place they would leave a mess." Blaise added, making Erik and Alex smile.

Then Alex noticed a lopsided sign on the nearest cubicle read: Auror Headquarters.

The boys then stopped at the first cubicle and found that it was empty, though the walls was littered with everything from pictures of wanted wizards and photographs of a family, to posters of their favourite Quidditch teams and articles from the Daily Prophet.

"This guy is pretty messy," Blaise commented, and the trio continued on, stopping at the next cubicle, where a scarlet-robed man with a ponytail was sitting with his boots up on his desk, dictating a report to his quill.

"Alright, Erik, you're up," Blaise spoke. Erik nodded, but Alex stopped him.

"If we don't see each other again, well, thanks for doing this," He said. "I really appreciate it, I mean you don´t even knows us."

Erik shrugged, "it is fine. Beside I think I can trust you guys – if you had been up to no good, I think you would planned it a little better?"

"Yeah right and my friend here wouldn´t have worn obvious spy cloths."

"They are not spy cloths, it is just black," Alex said again, interrupting Blaise. Then looked at Erik, who smiled. "Well I like it, beside I am not wearing a suit."

"Okay, whatever you say." Erik answered, trying to hold a smile back.

"Anyway thanks for doing this. I guess we'll see you at Hogwarts, then?"

"Oh you go there cool; yes I will attend there too. My dad just need to sort the formalities with the headmaster." Erik said as he unwrapped the candy. It was half lime green, half green.

"Okay, when you don't see us," Alex started, "Eat the antidote which is the lime green part."

Erik nodded, "well see you," he said and walked towards the scarlet robed man's open cubicle while eating the green part of the candy, and seconds later, Erik began to heave.

"Help me, "he said in a weak voice, "I don´t feel so well w-where is m-my dad?"

"Whoa there son, are you alright?" the ponytailed Auror asked, dropping his feet to the floor,

"No I feel strange, in fact I f-feel t-terrible." Erik heaved again and this time he vomited all over the man who jumped up yelping, gaining the other Aurors' attention. But that wasn't what was horrible. What was horrible was that Erik continued to vomit, moan and calling out for help making more and more Auroras to gather around him and ask questions. Alex was a bit impressed at how good Erik acted.

"Is he alright?"

"What the bloody hell is going on?"

"Oi! What is that horrible noise?"

"What's wrong with him?"

When nearly every Auror in the office was there trying to figure out what was happening, Alex and Blaise made their move, moving quickly past the large grope and towards the door at the back of the room. Every office they went by was empty. Finally they reached the door went through it and stepped in a new hallway.

It was a long hallway that continued in both directions.

"Okay let us go, we need to turn left."

The boys rushed down the corridor seeing many different doors, until they reached the end. Where was a door with the sign "Personal Information Department."

Alex stopped up for a moment this was it, after today he would know if his mother had lied to him.

"Are you ready?"

Alex looked at Blaise and nodded, "yeah I am." He said and grabbed the handle and pulled, but the door was locked.

"Weird, why are they closed?" Alex asked, lowering his right arm so that his wand could fall into his hand. He then raised his wand but Blaise pulled down his arm,

"What are you doing?"

"Opening the door."

"With magic, come on Alex surely they have protections against this."

Alex looked at the door, "No, I don´t think so. I mean they have this guarded by aurrors."

Alex raised his wand again. "But if I am wrong the get ready to run okay?" He pointed his wand at the door and said, "Alohamora."

And with a click the door opened.

"Are you coming?" Alex asked Blaise, who had his eyes closed he opened them and nodded.

"Well then, come on," Alex said, leading his friend into a large oval office that had two doors.

The office itself looked pretty normal, there was some tables with chairs in the room, where the aurors and others could sit when the where reading a file. On the walls there some self, Alex noticed that one hold a folder that said animagus forms.

"Where to?" Blaise asked as the door closed behind them. Alex walked further inside further inside; the doors at his side had signs that said, "Criminal Records, and Charges," the other said, "Ordinary Witches and Wizards Records and wand indification."

"We need to get the one in the left."

"Yeah I don´t think we will see something in at Criminal Records unless it hold the things you did in school then you have a whole section."

"Ha ha you are very funny." Alex said and together with Blaise he walked through the room, and though the door.

The room, the two boys stepped into was one of the biggest rooms they have ever seen filled with many and many filing cabinets, each with four drawers.

"Where do we begin?" Blaise asked, eyeing all the cabinets.

"That depends on how they have organized this." Alex said over to the first Cabinet with Aa written on it.

"They're in alphabetical order," he said, showing Blaise by pointing to the Aa. "We should find my file in Bo," he said, starting to walk down an aisle.

"And why are we looking for your file again?" Blaise asked, following his friend. "Cause you never really told me why."

"I have learned that the man I thought was my dad might not be." Alex said, walking past Be, Bi, "There are so many different kind of names," he murmured.

"So it will be in your file? But wait do you know who you real dad might be" Blaise asked.

Alex nodded, "I have an idea yes."

"Well do you plan to tell me?"

"Not until I know I'm sure," Alex answered as he reached Bo, "then I can tell you whatever I been right or wrong."

"So, here we are," Blaise, said as the two looked at the cabinets.

"Not quite," Alex said, walking down the aisle a little more, and then stopped at Bon.

He kneeled down, opening the third cabinet, second from the floor, and began to sift through the files, not finding what he was looking for. "What the bloody hell..."

"What is it?" Blaise asked, walking over to his friend. "What's wrong?"

"My file," Alex said, looking through the files once more, then one more time again, then looked up to Blaise. "It's not here!"

"Wait, that can´t be."

Alex looked up, "it can I am sure and I have double and tripled checked it."

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Chapter end