Chapter 416 - A.P.D. Ⅲ (2/2)

”Yes, mum!” Lorcan eagerly said, before rushing away without picking up his dishes and putting them into the sink to wash.

Mrs. D'Eath rolls her eyes, before finishing her meal in peace. It was nice and quiet, and though she would never have admitted it. She was going to be lonely when her son was gone.

Outside of the D'Eath home the evening shadows are long and grow dark with each passing second. A tiny bat flutters through the air and flies in the direction of the village in the distance. After a half of a mile's flight, a tiny bat flutters carefully towards a house, before landing on the balcony of one of the upper bedrooms.

The tiny bat lets out a soft screech and lands on the ledge and knocks with its tiny claws against the window. Soft pangs can be heard as the figure of a ten-year-old golden-haired girl laying on her bed quickly gets up. The golden-haired girl is rather pretty with blue-green eyes.

The girl opens her window to allow the tiny bat to flutter inside and transform back into a boy. Lorcan grins at his best friend, Glenda Chittock, and says, ”You'll never guess what happened today?!”

Glenda rolls her eyes and says, ”Let me guess, the A.P.D. officers came by and introduced themselves?”

”Yes and no,” Lorcan impishly replied. ”One of the werewolf officers growled at me!”

”They're not werewolves anymore, Lorcan,” Glenda said as she jumped back onto her bed.

”They're animagus wolves, we've talked about this. And secondly, if he did growl at you, he probably had a bad run-in with an actual vampire, while still a werewolf.”

Lorcan frowns and says, ”Well, I'm only half, so he shouldn't have done that.”

”No, but people do stupid things all the time,” Glenda said with a shrug, before pulling out her collection of wizarding cards. ”Now do you want to trade or not?”

”Nope,” Lorcan pointedly refused by crossing his arms over his chest. ”I'm not trading, Nicholas Flamel for Albus Dumbledore. I don't care. And besides, if we get into Hogwarts together, we'll see him all the time. So there!”

Glenda pouts and says, ”Fine,” and shoves her wizarding cards back under her pillow.

”So, what do you think it'll be like?” Lorcan asked.

”My older cousins say it's a lot of work,” Glenda huffed. ”But they're all lazy slobs, and barely passed according to granny. And maybe it's true, but I think it'll be wonderful too.”

”Mm,” Lorcan said. ”Well, I hope that I'll be able to take my guitar and still practice playing on it.”

Glenda grinned and says, ”Lorcan D'Eath, the famous rock singer!”

”It can happen!” Lorcan huffed. ”Anyway, you can't talk either, Glenda. You want to be a famous radio talk show host like the muggles have.”

Both children begin an impromptu pillow fight, before falling down onto the ground exhausted. The two of them continue to chatter until it is time for Lorcan to fly back. They promise to see each other like they always do, before parting ways.

Their friendship was easy for now, not complicated by the facts of life. But they'd grow, and all that would change. And not all friendships would survive such a change, and whether theirs would only time could tell.