THE SCREEN LIGHT UP, Coventina, Aelora and Anastacius was shown walking around to buy their supplies for their second years in Hogwart.

GILDEROY LOCKHART will be signing copies of his autobiography
MAGICAL ME
today 12:30 P.m. to 4:30 P.m.

Coventina raised a brow and sighed, "Who is this idiot?" She whispered.

"Finally! Someone who know the true beauty of a man and wjo does not simp over Lockhart." Barty looked like a God have blessed him.

"I have to agree with you." Lucius sighs.

"We can actually meet him!" Granger squealed. "I mean, he's written almost the whole booklist!" The crowd seemed to be made up mostly of witches around Mrs.Weasley's age.

A harrassed-looking wizard stood at the door, saying, "Calmly, please, ladies .... Don't push, there ... mind the books, now . .. . "

Coventina silently walked inside with her friends, Aelora could not even breath without hearing the 'Lockhart'.

"Poor them," Regulus shake his head, even in their years, Lockhart was a ridiculous idiot.

"He call that beauty? I call that Nature's pity." Achilles thought while laying his head on Pandora's shoulder.

Granger and Weasley squeezed inside. A long line wound right to the back of the shop, where Gilderoy Lockhart was signing his books.

The second years grabbed a copy of The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2 and sneaked up the line to where the rest of the Weasleys were standing with Mr. and Mrs. Granger.

"Oh, there you are, good," said Mrs. Weasley. She sounded breathless
and kept patting her hair. "We'll be able to see him in a minute ......"

Gilderoy Lockhart came slowly into view, seated at a table surrounded
by large pictures of his own face, all winking and flashing dazzlingly white teeth at the crowd.

The real Lockhart was wearing robes of forget-me-not blue that exactly matched his eyes; his pointed wizard's hat was set at a jaunty angle on his wavy hair.

"WHY?" Rabastan gasps horrified.

"He have no fashion taste!" Narcissz could fall uncouncious just by the look of Lockhart's clothes.

"Poor girls, what do you find in him?" Sirius snickers.

"Quiet down, Sirius." Lily rolled her eyes, unaware of the glares that she get from Sirius's brothers and future wife.

A short, irritable-looking man was dancing around taking photographs
with a large black camera that emitted puffs of purple smoke with
every blinding flash.

"Out of the way, there," he snarled at Weasley, moving back to get a better
shot. "This is for the Daily Prophet -"
"Big deal," said Weasley, rubbing his foot where the photographer had
stepped on it.

Gilderoy Lockhart heard him. He looked up. He saw Ron and then he saw Coventina. He stared. Then he leapt to his feet and positively
shouted, "It can't be Coventina Potter?"

"Me? No, I am Lady Magic." Coventina rolled her eyes, while Anastacius holf back his laugh.

"The sass really is from James," Marlene chucles. "I agree." Euphemia smiles.

"Sass? Never hear him sass toward me though." Achilles smirks.

The crowd parted, whispering excitedly; Lockhart dived forward, seized Coventina's arm, and pulled her to the front. The crowd burst into applause.

Coventina clenched her hand tightly and glare at Lockhart. "Next time you touch me without my permission, you won't have hands, got it?" She hissed lowly.

Lockhart laughed nervously, "Such a good pranker you are!" He grined.

"He is signing his document to a painful death, is not he?" Fabian raise a brow.

"Totally, bro." Gideon nods.

"Bro."

"Bro!"

"Br-" "Shut up!"

He tried to sidle back over to the Weasleys, but Lockhart threw an arm
around her shoulders and clamped her tightly to his side. "Ladies and gentlemen," he said loudly, waving for quiet. "What an extraordinary moment this is! The perfect moment for me to make a little announcement I've been sitting on for some time!"

"When young Coventina here stepped into Flourish and Blotts today, she onlywanted to buy my autobiography -which I shall be happy to present her
now, free of charge-" The crowd applauded again. "She had no idea,"
Lockhart continued, giving Coventina a little shaken

"I. Told. You. To. Not. Touch. Me." She clenched her fist and grabbed his hand before pushing pressure on his fingers which make Lockhart wince in pain.

"Ouch, that must hurt." Andromeda comments.

"I agree." Narcissa smiles at her older sister.

Lily sighed, "Just how much is she going to disappoint me?" She thought.

Since no one notice, Coventina smiled brightly and went down to Aelora and Anastacius.

"T-that he would shortly be getting much, m-much more than my book, Magical Me. She and his schoolmates will, in fact, be getting the real magical me. Yes, ladies and gentlemen!"

"I have great pleasure and pride in announcing that this September, I will be taking up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

The crowd cheered and clapped.

"This is a joke? Right?" Aelora scoffed in disbelief. "Pretty sure that he is the joke, Heiress Nikova." Antares walked toward them with his charming smile alongside Draco and Delphina.

"Not gonna lie but his smile is so.."

"Attractive? Cute? Hipnotizing? Contageous?" Sirius guess.

"Yes, Padfoot, nothing like you." Remina lie smoothly

"Hey! I am attractive! Right Jamie?" He looks at James who have not said a words since earlier.

"Y-yes, you are." He confirms.

"See? I am hot,"

"Bet you loved that, didn't you, Potter?" said a voice that the six
had no trouble recognizing. She straightened up and found herself face-to-face with Pansy Parkinson, who was wearing her usual sneer.

"Famous Coventina Potter," said Parkinson. "Always seeking attention."

"Quiet it, Parkinson, you are unwanted here and I doubt, you
want problem with us, now do you?" Antares looked at her without annoyance and smirked.

"Go play with dolls." Feeling embarassed, Parkinson quickly left.

"That's my son!" Sirius grins proudly.

"You do know that he only says that to protect Coventina, right?" Peter asks.

"Yes and?... Exactly."

"Oh, it's you," said Weasley looking at Draco as if he were something
unpleasant on the sole of his shoe.

"Bet you're surprised to see Coventina here, eh?" Coventina rolled her eyes. Weasley only used her name when they are in crowd which was completemy irritating.

"Not as surprised as I am to see you in a shop, Weasley," retorted Draco. "I suppose your parents will go hungry for a month to pay for all those."

"I don't know if Ron deserve it or not," Fabian shrugged feeling pity for his nephew. While Gideon just sighed, "He gain all the default of Molly."

Ron went as red as Ginny. He dropped his books into the cauldron, too, and started toward Draco, but Granger grabbed the back of his jacket.

"Ron!" said Mr. Weasley, struggling over with Fred and George. "What are you doing? It's too crowded in here, let's go outside."

"Well, well, well - Arthur Weasley."
It was Mr. Malfoy. He stood with his hand on Draco's shoulder and Delphina's.

"Damn, you are still hot even with long hair." Evan pouts.

"My son is so cool!" Lilia Malfoy chuckle. Narcissa sighed tring to hide the blushes on her cheek.

"I am still more handsome." Achilles shrugs, he did not need to tell people because he was aware of his unreal beauty.

"Lucius," said Mr. Weasley, nodding coldly. "Busy time at the Ministry, I hear," said Mr. Malfoy. "All those raids... I hope they're paying you overtime?"

He reached into Ginny's cauldron and extracted, from amid the glossy
Lockhart books, a very old, very battered copy of A Beginner's Guide
to Transfiguration.

"Obviously not," Mr. Malfoy said. "Dear me, what's the use of being a
disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even pay you well for it?"
Mr. Weasley flushed darker than either Ron or Ginny.

"Are you not gonna stop him?" Coventina looked at Antares curiously. "Do you want me to?"

"No."

"Then I won't."

"I swear those two are so precious!!"

"I agree."

"We have a very different idea of what disgraces the name of wizard,
Malfoy," he said.

"Clearly," said Mr. Malfoy, his pale eyes straying to Mr. and Mrs.
Granger, who were watching apprehensively. "The company you
keep, Weasley ... and I thought your family could sink no lower ="

There was a thud of metal as Ginny's cauldron went flying; Mr. Weasley had thrown himself at Mr. Malfoy, knocking him backward into a bookshelf.

"Hm, non offense Weasley, but I am on Malfoy's side." Coventina thought before secretly taking out her want. "Confundus!"

"Smart." Regulus smirk.

"Well I have to thank her then," Lucius sighs.

Molly's face turns red when Gideon and Fabian were laughing heir arse down.

The spell make Arthur Weasley confuse enough for Mr. Malfoy to punch him in the face and went back toward his son and nephew.

"Gentlemen, please - please!" cried the assistant, and then, louder than all. "Break it up, there, gents, break it up -"

"That's enough." Antares looked up to saw his mother. "Mother." He muttered loud enough for Coventina to hear.

"Hello dears," Remina looked at Coventina and her friends with a gentle smile. "Hello, Lady Black."

"I finally meet her face to face." Remina smiles.

"Hmm, Maybe she will make her pass summer vocation with her!" Marlene state.

"Let hope."