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HP: The Guardian

Magic. Thou are forsooth profound. None could comprehend thou. By thy grace, none shall. Magic is a fickle being. In the hands of a scholar, it usher development. In the hands of a madman, it brings destruction. To master magic in it's essence, however, would be impossible. If one did, however, he would be able to contend with death itself. Charlus Potter has a gift. Having a gift, however, is often not enough. Can Charlus Potter use this gift for the betterment of the society, as well as his friends and family? Or will he succumb to the power like many before him? Story is slow at first but picks up speed quickly. Recommendation to people who want to skip to the plot - read till chapter 15 and then skip to chapter 60. You can add characters if you are my patron DISCLAIMER: Cover Page does not belong to me. Harry Potter belongs to J K Rowling Support me on Patreon for extra chapters. www.patreon.com/BrownAmerican

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Charlus returned to the Black Manor the same day. He didn't spend any time with Harry and Sirius. He just went off in the morning and came back when he had to.

Just before he went back to the Academy, he made Sirius sign 2 forms. Sirius signed them without any problems. He knew that Charlus was writing the OWLs - Nicholas Flamel had already briefed him about that.

Charlus returned to the Academy with the sole intention of spending more time with his friends. He knew that the only other time to do it would be during the summers but Charlus felt that it would be too difficult to do something like that too often.

"Hi, Charlus! Why so glum chap?"

Henri immediately noticed the slight frown on Charlus' face when he met him.

"Nothing. Just have a lot on my mind."

Henri laughed.

"What do you mean? Did the great Nicholas Flamel say that you are no longer capable of being his student? It's alright."

"No. You know what? I'll tell you later."

Charlus just left for the first class. Charlus wanted to be with his friends the whole semester. But he knew that he shouldn't. If he stayed with his friends, he would be unable to leave them, which he had to. It would be hard for him and for them, so Charlus decided that he would stay away for the rest of the year.

Charlus had Herbology, so he just slept. When he woke up, he saw that the class was empty. Charlus looked at the time and saw that he had to go to Potions. Charlus walked slowly towards the classroom.

Since most of his professors pulled that stunt on him three years ago, he no longer needed to even attend the classes. He only did that because he was bored.

Charlus entered the classroom and saw two empty seats. One of them was right beside his friends. They were looking at him expectantly. Charlus looked at them and saw that they have changed from the last time he saw them.

Charlus disappointed them and sat on his own in the other empty seat that was to the end. He tried to concentrate on the lecture but he could only see the faces of his friends.

When he went back to the dorm that day, his friends questioned him.

"What happened? We saw you see us. Why didn't you sit down with us?"

"Didn't feel like it."

"Didn't feel like it? What do you mean? Did we do something? We wrote to you frequently, you were the one who never replied to us."

"Since when did you become my dad Henri?"

"What do you mean Charlus? We're just looking out for you."

"I need to sleep. Good night."

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2 Weeks Later

Charlus had successfully avoided his friends for two whole weeks. He was not happy about it but he was able to do it. This made it very difficult for him because Fleur had confronted him.

"What the hell is wrong with you? We waited for 7-8 months to see you again and you just ignored all of us. Henri and Lucas told us that you don't even talk with them when you are in your dorm. What did we do?"

Charlus just looked at her without saying anything.

"What? Something on my face?"

Charlus just slid past Fleur without responding.

"You come back or I'm going to curse you."

Charlus let out a small laugh.

"That's it. Expelliarmus!"

The spell seemingly passed through Charlus. Charlus turned around and looked at Fleur. For a split second, Fleur felt like the whole world came crashing into her. She dropped onto her knees. The pressure disappeared as fast as it came. When she looked in front of her, Charlus was nowhere in sight.

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"Something happened to him. I think he's possessed."

They felt that what happened to Charlus was serious enough that they went to Madame Maxime.

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"Madame Maxime, we believe that Charlus is possessed. He's been acting weird since he came to Beauxbatons this semester. I think it could be because something happened to him when he was studying under Nicholas Flamel."

Madame Maxime gave everyone a stern look.

"Are you all implying that Mr Flamel has possessed Mr Potter? That such a dignified member of the Society practices such Dark Ways?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"That's not what we were implying. We were just saying that he was behaving oddly."

Madame Maxime looked at all of Charlus' friends.

"Well, that is to be expected. He must be feeling the pressure. All the 8th years are. Coupled with the NEWTs, who knows what is going on in that boy's mind."

"NEWTs? What are you talking about Headmistress?"

"Hasn't your friend told you? He is attempting both his OWLs and NEWTs. Whether he passes or fails, he will have graduated from Beauxbatons. He will be considered an Alumnus of Beauxbatons from next year on out if he chooses not to pursue his masteries here. Of course, that is if he passes his exams."