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“Lady and Lord Addams…” the headmaster said in a tired voice, “I appreciate you coming in such a short notice.”
“It is always a pleasure to be summoned to discuss our children’s… extracurricular enthusiasm.” Said Morticia while placing her hands on top of her lap.
“Indeed!” Gomez said enthusiastically, “Morticia and I were so delighted when we read the letter say ‘urgent disciplinary matters,’ it has been far too long since we’ve been called to a school office. So nostalgic, really” his right hand went straight to his heart while the other one grabbed his wife’s.
“Yes, well…” Headmaster Wayne started, “It appears that two of your kids, Wednesday and Pugsley, have set up a series of hunting traps in a Wampus boy’s dormitory”
Morticia smiled proudly, “Oh, our little ones,” she said airily. “They really do take after their Uncle Fester,” Wayne sighed tiredly while Deputy Headmaster Kent muttered something under his breath.
“That is such an initiative!” Gomez exclaimed applauding, “And what a teamwork too! What kind of traps did they used? The steel bear trap or the spiked one?”
Wayne and Kent looked at each other before the headmaster cleared his throat, “… both,” he said slowly, rubbing his temples. “And a net trap. And… somehow, a magically rigged swinging log-“
Morticia gasped, delighted, “A swinging log! Oh Gomez, they’re innovating. Oh, they’re growing,” she said, looking at her husband with a smile.
Deputy Headmaster Kent stepped forward, “They targeted a student! You do understand how serious this is, right?” he asked, not capable to believe their reactions.
Gomez looked at him, his gaze turning cold, “Of course we understand,” he started, “That boy has been tormenting our Hadrian, has he not? And our children took matters into their own hands.”
“We were notify by our little Harry about the harassment only after it became clear no staff member intended to intervene,” Morticia said in a low, cool, lethal voice. The temperature of the room seemed to decayed. “I am sure you can imagine our… disappointment on the matter”
Wayne, at least, had the decency of looking guilty. Kent shifted uncomfortably behind him, “Our staff was aware of the situation, yes. But—“
“But you did nothing,” she said terrifyingly calmly.
“So our children did something. Consider it… character building. For everyone”
“Lady and Lord Addams, Ilvermorny cannot condone ‘Vigilante Justice.’ It’s unacceptable”
“But you condone bullying, headmaster Wayne?” Morticia asked.
“You mean you don’t want to teach students what a ‘natural consequence’ is?” Gomez asked, eyes narrowing.
“While I do appreciate their… creative spirit… we must maintain our school rules. Discipline and structure”
Gomez stood up, “your structure seems ineffective. Harry was bullied repeatedly. One detention, one! No remorse. No repercussion. Our children solved the problem”
Kent gasped, “Simon Miller lost three fingers! How could you call that ‘solving the problem’?!”
“That will teach him that his actions have consequences. Besides, it’s not like one could not re-attached the lost limbs back into his hands.” Morticia said dismissively, “But, as long as the kid stops harassing my son, I can promise you that it won’t happen again.”
“But if Harry is harmed again…” Gomez smiled widely, “we will respond with even greater creativity”
“Rest assured, Lady and Lord Addams, that won’t be happening again. But I cannot tolerate what has been done. Wednesday Addams and Pugsley Addams are no longer students of Ilvermorny,” Wayne said with his head high. Not even flinching under the cold gaze of the couple before him.
“You are expelling our children for looking after their younger brother?” Morticia asked in disbelief.
“Do not worry, the end of the year is only one week away so they can stay until then. But they will not be accepted to enroll for next year”
Morticia stood up slowly, face unreadable, “Very well. Hadrian won’t be coming back next year either,” she noted.
“Expelling kids for defending the young, huh? What about the bully?”
Both professors did not say a word.
“Exams are done, right?” The woman questioned.
“That is correct, Lady Addams,” answered Kent
“Very well… I will be taking my children home with me today”
“I’m afraid that cannot—“
“It is not up for debate, headmaster Wayne,” Gomez interrupted. “We will take our pequeños home with or without your consent”
There was a long pause before Wayne sighed, “Clark, can you tell the Addams’s children they’re going home, please?”
“Absolutely, headmaster”
“We will wait for them down by the fountain,” Gomez said while opening the door for his wife. “Thank you for showing us what your priorities are, Bruce”
Bruce Wayne let out a shaky breath, he had just declared himself an enemy to the Addams Family. He needed a strong drink.
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“Oh, mis pequeños demonios!” exclaimed Gomez as soon as he saw their children getting closer.
“We were told we’re going home,” Wednesday said, “Early” she finished.
"Yeah, why is that, dad?” Pugsley asked.
“We will talk about it on the way home,” Morticia walked over to her younger child. “Hello, Thing,” she said before lifting her son’s head to look at her. “My beautiful nightshade, how are you?”
"I am okay, mother,” he answered with a small smile. Morticia smiled back at him.
“Come, duendes. Vamos a casa” after everyone got inside the car, Morticia and Gomez looked at their kids. “Now, there are two things we need to talk about”
“Is this about Simon?” Harry asked.
“Well… yes,” Morticia said and look over at her two oldest. “You two have been expelled from school,” Harry opened his eyes in surprise.
“What?” Pugsley exclaimed.
“Now, we are not mad at you, you know that. We are proud! You two worked together and the kid only lost three fingers!” He said excitedly. “But now we need to find a school for you three”
“There is one in Mexico, Tepochcalli. Very nice school. I’ve been there once, it is an excellent school but it only teaches in Spanish and Pugsley is still not fluent on the language,” she pointed out calmly.
“So the only options are three schools in Europe, Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang”
“And even then, Mon Cher, I believe our only option is Hogwarts since Igor Karkaroff is still headmaster of Durmstrang and I don’t think he has forgotten what happened last time. Pretty sure he will deny our children’s application. And the uniforms of Beauxbatons will ill Wednesday, they’re really strict with the attire.”
“Hogwarts it is then. I will send the applications tonight, Cara Mia”
“So we’re moving to England?” Pugsley asked.
“Yes, mijo”
Harry bowed his head.
“My sweet darling, this is not your fault. Ilvermorny was not taking care of you like it should have, and they are going to pay for that. No need to worry my darling”
“He deserved it,” Wednesday said. “I hope the scorpion I hid in his room stings him.” The raven-haired boy nodded absentmindedly and Thing squeezed his shoulder in a form of comfort.
They fell into a silence, only listening to Pugsley’s chewing and Thing's tapping. Morticia looked at her son again and her eyes softened, “We are going back to your birth country, mi cielo” she said in a small voice, almost a whisper. Pugsley grabbed his hand.
“I know…” he said back, meeting his mother’s eyes and smiling at her
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Morticia and Gomez Addams had a task given to them by Its Excellency Death itself. They needed to take their one year old Master before someone else did. They were outside the Potter’s Cottage waiting for the right time to start their job. As soon as they saw the second flash of green light in the second floor bedroom, they made their move.
Gomez placed some wards around the Cottage while Morticia went inside to take their baby. Morticia’s heart jumped at the sight of the infant and yelled «MINE». As soon as she had him in her arms she promised herself to take care of him and to make him a worthy Heir and Master of Death.
She felt the pull in the wards indicating the wizard they were supposed to protect the little Master from was getting closer. “Looks like we have to leave now,” she told him in a whisper. Turning around, she saw the familiar shadowy figure of Death with a transparent-ish woman beside it.
“My baby,” the woman said, “My Harry…”
“Worry not, Lilian Potter. I will take good care of him”
The woman nodded, “Death told me… thank you for doing this”
“I’m sure you will raise him right, Morticia” the dark figure said and stroke Harry’s hair. “You are the most powerful wizard in the whole world, Harry. You are something extraordinary and out of this world, my child. I will see you soon, little Master” it whispered. “The other soul inside of you cannot be removed yet. But have no fear, Master, it cannot harm you. You will learn what it means sooner than you think,” Death traced the lighting bolt scar and stepped back. “We will be seeing each other, Morticia Addams”
“Come over for tea soon, your Excellency” she said smiling.
“I will”
“Thank you for taking my son,” the woman said kissing the baby’s forehead. “Please raise him with love”
“Oh, trust me, Lilian. I will raise him as my own”
“Thank you”
“Cara Mia, it’s time to go. He’s here,” Gomez took her hand and the three of them apparated in the cemetery close to the Potter’s home. He looked at his wife to make sure she was okay and then he looked at the baby in her arms, “Oh, he’s perfect, Tish!”
“He is,” Morticia said in a whisper, “and he is destined to do grand things,” her eyes shone under the moonlight, “Our little nightshade will be unstoppable”
“That he will”