บท 32: End of Year
Art woke up in the hospital wing in the middle of the night. He didn't move and just stared at the ceiling. His hands balled into fists as he cursed under his breath.
'I'm weak. I didn't stand a chance.'
Art remembered feeling helpless as Voldemort crushed his mental defenses. He found his wand sitting on the nightstand next to him and gently picked it up. It hummed slightly at his touch causing Art to smile.
"Thank you." he said softly.
Art's body felt sore and he had a pounding headache.
"You're awake Art." a gentle voice rang out.
"Professor." Art said, seeing Dumbledore appear next to his bed.
"Thank you." he said softly.
Art sat up in his bed and looked down at his wand, not saying anything. Dumbledore didn't say anything and watch Art's face.
"Did he get away?" Art asked quietly.
"Yes, he is still out there somewhere. Perhaps looking for another body to share."
"I couldn't stop him. I couldn't avenge them…" Art whispered, tears started to pool in his eyes.
"You fought Voldemort and survived. Not many people can say that Art."
"I fought a spirit, a fraction of his real strength and lost. I have no reason to be proud." Art said, trying to keep his tears from falling.
"You survived Art, that is all that matters. Your parents would be proud of the young man that stands before me."
"I'm weak Dumbledore, I thought after I learned magic I would be able to avenge them…" Art said, tears spilling onto his cheeks.
"In the three years you have accomplished more than any other student. You lost but that means you have room to improve."
Art sat there with a wet face, not answering. Dumbledore stood up and left the hospital wing. Art fell asleep with his wand in his hand, his sleep was dreamless.
Art woke up and heard a loud commotion.
"Professor Dumbledore said he is awake, why can we see him!?" Fred said, almost yelling at Madam Pomfrey.
"Mr. Cason is still sleeping and I will not be questioned by students about my patients!" Pomfrey said sternly, giving Fred a glare.
"Professor Pomfrey it's alright. I want to see them." Art said before the situation escalated.
Pomfrey gave Art a look before giving a defeated sigh. "Fine but you have 10 minutes." she said, letting them pass.
The twins, Cedric, Harry, Ron and Hermoine rushed to Art's bedside.
"How are you feeling Art?" Cedric said, looking at Art with a worried face.
"I'm fine. How are you guys?"
The twins described what happened after they left in detail, saying that they met Dumbledore while taking wrong to the hospital wing telling him what happened. Harry, Ron and Hermoine all sat there quietly with guilty expressions on their faces.
"It was a brave thing you three did, incredibly stupid but brave." Art said, saying no more. He then turned to Harry, "How did the match go?"
Art knew that if they won the last match they would win the Quidditch Cup.
A bright smile appeared on Harry's face, "We won." he said.
"Damn rights we won. Harry caught the golden snitch in five minutes! A school record!" George said proudly.
The conversation continued pleasantly until Pomfrey chased them out, saying art needed his rest.
Cedric stood by Art's bedside while the others left. "Next time… I am coming with you." he said quietly, Art saw determination in his eyes.
Art smiled crookedly, "You truly are a Hufflepuff… okay. Next time we go together." Art said, nodding his head.
Cedric left and Art was alone again. "Next time I will win." he muttered.
The school year came swiftly to an end, with exams rapping up and students bidding farewell to their friends. Art stood in Dumbledore's office petting Fawkes.
"What can I help you with Artland?" he asked.
"Can I still spend my summer at Mr. Scamander's?" he asked.
"Newt asked if you were coming back, I will let you know you are coming." he said with a wide smile.
Art nodded his head and placed Fawkes back on his perch.
"One day Voldemort will be back and when that happens I won't try and stop what you think you must do but… always remember that you have friends and family that need you." Dumbledore said, his pale blue eyes sparkling.
Art nodded and left the office. What Dumbledore said didn't shake him. His goal has never changed and it will never change.
Art was out at Hagrid's Hut, feeding the Unicorns.
"I'll see you next year, okay? Be good." Art said, rubbing her nose. She whinnied and pushed him with her head. Art laughed and left for the castle, he was leaving tomorrow on the Hogwarts Express.
Art had quickly backed his bag and sent letters to Fleur and Gabrielle. He had been writing to them all year and was now telling them he would be staying in France for a month with his parents.
Soon the twins, Cedric and Art were in a compartment on the Hogwarts Express talking about there year. Cedric had ranked higher than the twins this year and was being smug about much to the twins annoyance. Art laughed but didn't interfere, eating some chocolate and thinking about his upcoming summer.
He was spending it was Newt and Tina again, which meant taking care of magical beasts. It also meant something else that Art was excited for which he would be able to do magic without the Ministry knowing. The space under Newt's house was cut off from the rest of the world so magic there was undetectable. This would allow him to practice his magic and improve himself. Since meeting Voldemort, Art realized how weak he was and the big chasm was between him and the powerful wizards in the world.
Arriving at King's Cross, Art said goodbye to the twins and Cedric, he also saw Harry saying goodbye to Ron and Hermoine. He saw Harry walking towards those miserable muggles and started walking next to Harry.
"What are you doing Artland?" Harry asked, looking confused.
"Don't worry. Just act natural." Art gave him a cunning smile.
When they were in earshot of the muggles, Artland spoke loudly, "So this summer I will come visit you and show you some dangerous but interesting creatures, okay Harry?"
"Thank you Artland." Harry smiled, trying not to laugh.
"Don't worry about it, make sure you practice those spells I taught you this summer as well. They will be able to protect you." Art said, approaching the muggles. "Ah, good to see you again Mr. and Mrs. Dursley. Harry, see you next year."
Art smiled evilly as the Dursley's looked at him in horror as he left.
Seeing Bella and Tim, Art ran and gave them a hug. Telling them he missed them and about his year at Hogwarts. Bella ruffled his hair as usual and Tim gave him a kind smile before loading into the car and driving off.
"I heard you asked Dumbledore if Art was coming back." Tina said, looking at Newt across the table.
Newt nodded lightly, "He is coming for a month."
Tina smiled knowingly, staring down at her food.
"What?" Newt said, frowning slightly.
"Nothing, just last year when Dumbledore asked you, you were against it. Now you are asking him. Kind of funny." she said, giving him a mocking smile.
"I didn't know the boy then." Newt said simply, waving his wand, he made the plates fly to the sink and started washing themselves.
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