Rise Of House Cason

Sirius and Amelia left soon after that, leaving the Art and his family alone again.

"Art, do we need to have THE talk?" Bella said seriously, tapping the table with her finger.

"God no, please. I get it mom." Art said embarrassed, his cheeks were turning red.

"Good because you are too young for children." Bella said.

Tim coughed and looked away, not wanting to be part of this conversation.

Art quickly excused himself from the table, not wanting to do anything with that conversation. Laying on his bed, he opened a book and started to read. The book was on ancient magic and old wizards.

Art felt that the wizard community was declining with every generation and that the wizards and witches of the old were stronger. He didn't want to be part of this trend and researched tirelessly on this subject.

He came up with a simple answer- wands.

Wands simplified the spell casting procedure, reducing the magical and mental strain on the wizard.

He knew he needed to practice wandless magic more. Voldemort was extremely gifted in wandless magic, creating terrible but amazing magic.

Art trained his martial arts everyday with Tim and cooked meals together. The days passed quickly and Art was sitting at the breakfast table with his parents when Gray landed on the table with the Daily Prophet. Bella shooed him off the table and gave Art a scolding, picking a feather out of her tea.

Art grinned and opened the paper, his face froze as he read the headline. Bella and Tim noticed Art's expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

Bella was slightly taken back by Art's expression as it turned cold and slightly savage. He put the paper down and got from the table, heading outside. Tim picked up the paper and read the headline.

DARK MARK SPREADS PANIC

Tim read through the article and gave an audible sigh. He handed the article to Bella who read it quickly and looked at the front door with a sad look.

"The boy still holds the pain of losing his family, even though he was so young." Tim said quietly.

"Should we go talk to him?" Bella asked, worried about Art.

"I will." Tim said, standing up from the table and headed outside.

Outside, Tim found Art punching a tree with his b.a.r.e hands. He picked up two staffs and threw one at Art.

"Try fighting against something that fights back."

Art gripped the staff tightly before sending an attack at Tim. The two of them sparred for almost an hour. They were not trying to find a winner but just train and burn off steam.

Art finally collapsed and breathed heavily, lying on the ground.

"Feel better?" Tim asked.

"Yes."

Tim nodded and headed inside, his shirt wet with sweat.

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Art spent the rest of the summer training and writing letters to his friends. Fleur was excited to spend the school year with him at Hogwarts and even told him that Gabrielle would be joining Beauxbatons on their travels to Hogwarts.

Art could barely wait for this year to start. The tournament was famous across Europe and everyone would be watching or hearing about it. Art thought this would be the perfect way to reveal himself and the Cason house to the world.

Soon it was time to head to Diagon Alley for his new school books and supplies. The alley hadn't changed much and was bustling with people. He had to make a stop to buy dress robes for the Triwizard Tournament. He had them make black with gold trim to match his eyes. Madam Malkin couldn't stop complimenting him.

"Such a handsome boy, you must drive the girls crazy. Of course your uncle was quite the playboy in his day." she said, putting his robes in a bag before handing them to him.

Art thanked her and finished his shopping. He made a quick stop at Ollivanders where the old man was matching a new student with his wand. Art waited patiently for him to be done.

"Mr. Cason, how can I help you?" Ollivander asked after finishing with the young student.

Art smiled and said, "Looking for a new wand cleaning kit and a custom holster Mr. Ollivander."

Ollivander got straight to work and measured Art's forearm while asking for specifications. He also asked for Art's wand which sparked when Ollivander touched it.

"Temperamental as always... " he muttered before giving it back to Art, "I doubt the wand would let anybody else wield it besides you."

Art didn't say anything but touch his wand back before softly touching it with his finger tips. The wand reacted with a small hum, causing Ollivander's eyes to widen.

"Truly incredible." he softly sighed.

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Back at home, Art organized his books and robes into his bag before going down stairs to eat his last supper with his parents. Tim was busy creating class outlines for his job while Bella was in the kitchen.

After supper, they sat in silence before Art spoke up.

"In a few months I will be turning seventeen, which in the wizarding world signifies I am an a.d.u.l.t. This means I am allowed to use magic outside of school, legally." he added with a smirk.

Tim and Bella looked at him and nodded slowly, not knowing what he was getting at.

"I have been studying Healing magic at school…" he trailed off, not knowing how to continue.

"Tell us what is on your mind." Bella said with a kind smile, touching his hand.

Art nodded and took a deep breath. "I believe I can help you have a child of your own."

Bella let out a small gasp as she covered her mouth with her hand while Tim just looked at Art but slowly grabbed Bella's hand.

"Of course I am not 100% sure but I am confident in my ability." Art said in a rush, feeling terrible for some reason. "I know you both treated and raised me as your own but I came with some baggage. I introduced you into a new world that is filled with danger that you can't control and I feel guilty about that."

"Stop."

Tim shook his head, "We are your parents, your problems are our problems, whether we knew about them or not."

"You are my parents." Art said with a smile, "I want you to be happy. Plus I want a little brother or sister."

He sheepishly scratched his nose, afraid to look at his parents.

Bella and Tim looked at each other for a moment before Tim said, "We will think about it."

Art nodded before excusing himself from the table.

The next day, Bella and Tim drove Art to King's Cross where they gave him a long hug and told him to be safe and come home in one piece.

"Don't worry, I will win this tournament easily." Art said cheekily, causing Bella to scowl.

"Say hi to Fleur for us too." she said, giving him a look filled with hidden meanings.

Art turned slightly red before disappearing into the pillar.