Broomsticks And Owls

Nikolaus approached the monkey with curiosity. The clever creature looked eagerly at him. And what seemed to be the most natural thing to do, Nikolaus held out his hand and shook the monkey's paw.

After Suge shook the man's hand, Damien set him down on the ground, and said, "What're all your names?"

"Valencia S. Marcellus, DADA teacherat Hogwarts, at your service." Valencia introduced herself and extended her hand.

"Yes, yes," Damien said. "I thought I recognized the family resemblance."

"A resemblance that shows itsself in more than just looks." Valencia commented, staring off into the distance, her expression unreadable, her voice almost rueful.

Nikolaus stepped forward and held her hand as an assurance to her that things would work out fine for them in the future.

"I believe we had introduced ourselves during the chance meeting at Hogsmeade," Nikolaus responded.
"If you could excuse us, I think we do need a little rest," he requested, looking at the horde of injured students.

Liam felt dizzy, unawre of his surroundings and immediately, he slumped on the ground unconcious.
Nobody suspected a thing, "Tired" mumbled his mother while stroking his hair.
Meanwhile in ocean of sleep, Liam was having terrible night-mares, so bad he started twitching in horror.

Damien noticed the young boy starting to twitch badly. "Boy-"

"His name's Liam!" Mrs. [She's ACTUALLY A WEASLEY NOW] Delacour cut in.

"Liam!" Damien yelled as the kids eyes began to roll. "Can you hear me?"

Liams head began to clear, like someone had tipped cool water on his over heated brain. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes, he felt like he had just slept for days.
"You need to go to the hospital wing" said his mother while lifting Liam to his feet.
Liam was fine, dispite the tingling sensation he felt in his head, he was alright.

And Thus Ends Part 1 of the Story of the Next Generation...