A Revelation
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1 for Disclaimer and other pertinent information
Chapter 2
From Chapter 1: "Minister Fudge this is Harry Potter and he has an interesting tale and some memories you should see."
Ministry of Magic DMLE Director's Office
Minister Fudge came out of the pensieve ashen faced sputtering, "Amelia what the hell is going on?"
The angry witch replied. "Among other things it seems we have a grave miscarriage of justice Cornelius. I had my secretary check and Sirius Black never received a trial. I sent three Aurors to Azkaban to get him here. I think Veritaserum and a look at his memory of what happened is in order. Remember Minister this was not done by you but by Bagnold and Couch Sr. They made this mess and should take the fallout for it. I think your major problem will be Lucius Malfoy, so if we try him using Veritaserum we have a chance at getting the truth. The basilisk of course belongs to Mr. Potter since he defeated it. Severus Snape also needs tried, just like Malfoy. Dumbledore is the major problem since it seems Voldemort is not truly dead."
Harry jumped in, "Excuse me Ma'am its actual Tom Marvolo Riddle. Lord Voldemort is an anagram in French it translates roughly to flight from death. His mother was Merope Gaunt a descendant of Salazar Slytherin. A local squire's son name Tom Riddle was his father, so he's a half-blood like me that the Death Eaters followed."
Amelia Bones asked, "Harry how do you know all of this?"
Harry explained, "Well he liked to ramble on and on while I was trying to stay alive. He didn't think I was listening. He thinks very highly of himself. But one thing is for sure; he found a way to escape from death. If I hadn't stopped him before he managed to drain Ginny's life force, we would be dealing with a young Voldemort now. My question is, how the diary helped him, and if he has other such devices? If he does, where are they and can they be destroyed? That diary was cursed. Can a curse breaker defeat that? I've heard the Goblins use them when hunting for treasure in fact Ron Weasley's brother Bill is one. He works in Egypt now."
Amelia Bones turned to the minister saying, "Well Cornelius it's obvious we have a lot of work to do, and I need more people if Voldemort does come back. There is no way this isn't going to reach the public. If we do nothing and appear weak, it will cause a panic and a migration to safer places. We cannot allow a few to take over our world. Our people need to be trained to defend themselves and given the freedom to use whatever curses are necessary to do that. It's time to bite the wand and take the heat, then do what's right not easy."
"Minister is Dumbledore my magical guardian, if so who appointed him to that position. Is it in my parents wills or did he just make that up?" Harry asked respectfully.
Amelia interjected, "Minister you'll be busy I'll get that checked out for you. However, if the wills are sealed, I'll need the authority in writing to break the seals. Something isn't right about this whole mess, and I smell meddling at a high level here. I think it's time for me to get Mr. Potter back to school."
Fudge wrote out the authority Amelia requested and the two flooed back to McGonagall's office. They joined the others in the corridor where Malfoy still laid next to the wall. Harry watched Dumbledore and slid his wand in his hand as Dumbledore inched his hand toward his wand. As soon as Dumbledore touched his wand, everyone heard Harry shout, "Expelliarmus!" Dumbledore's wand sailed to Harry who grabbed it out of the air and Dumbledore was thrown into the wall behind him. Harry felt the wand warm to his touch and magic bind it to him. This magic felt different from anything he had ever felt before. It was almost as if the wand was now a part of him.
McGonagall yelled, "Mr. Potter why did you do that?"
Standing his ground Harry answered politely, "Well Professor Dumbledore was drawing his wand and had a look on his face that said he meant to harm someone. I've been almost killed twice today, and that's too many for me."
The old Auror replied, "Constant Vigilance is a good thing son. Who put those cuffs on Dumbledore? Does someone need retraining on the proper method?"
"Mad Eye Moody you were the one who cuffed Dumbledore." Tonks said.
"We all make mistakes Miss Tonks, mine was not stunning him first, and doing it properly, I hope we all learned from that."
"Come on Mad Eye, I'm having you on. I screwed up cuffing him and that won't happen again. He had already been stunned, are you slipping or getting senile?" Tonks replied.
"Madam Bones what happens with Malfoy's wand now?" Harry asked.
"Well after the trial it would normally go into our evidence locker Mr. Potter. Why do you ask?"
Harry explained, "Well I believe it belongs to me since I defeated him. I plan to keep the wands of those who try to harm me. I think they'll make a good display when I tell my children the stories of my life. If I live long enough to have children, being at Hogwarts seems detrimental to my life span."
"Mr. Potter, are you going to give the Headmaster's wand back?" the Deputy Headmistress asked.
"Sure, here take it," Harry said and handed the wand to McGonagall. The wand jumped from her hand and came back to Harry.
"I guess it likes me better than Professor Dumbledore."
Dumbledore grumbled but remarked, "Well Harry you seemed to have earned it. I won it from Grindlewald in the '40s and still have my original. I suggest you keep your original wand as well."
Ten more Aurors showed up with an order from the Minister to bring Dumbledore, Malfoy, and Snape to the Ministry for questioning. Snape drew his wand and Harry used his new one to disarm the Professor. The Expelliarmus sent Snape's wand to him and blasted Snape about thirty feet into the far wall.
"Cool, I believe I like this wand."
Amelia Bones smiled trying not to giggle. Mad Eye Moody laughed out loud then asked if Harry would like some special training. Harry said yes after a couple of weeks off.
After the others left, McGonagall asked, "Are you really thinking of not coming back to Hogwarts? You have friends here Harry."
"I have one friend here is all, I have another who pretended to be a friend but was paid to spy on me. I have a Head of House I can't fully trust, so why should I stay here?"
"Harry why don't you trust me?" McGonagall asked the affront showing in her voice.
"Well when we arrived our first year, you said our house was like our family away from home. Last year, I went to the head of my family about a problem and was effectively told to shut up and leave the problem to adults. You adults didn't handle it very well. Three first-year students managed to get through the so-called protection protecting the stone from a dark wizard. This year my one true friend gets petrified while figuring out what was petrifying students. Even with all the portraits that report to the Headmaster no one can figure out it's a basilisk, and the school remains open putting students in danger of being killed."
Harry took a breath then continued. "If this is family, I believe I'll start my own using different standards. Oh, where was my so-called family when everyone was calling me the heir of Slytherin. My true family is dead, and as far as I know I'm the last of the Potters, yet I know nothing of my heritage. What I do know, is that we have a dark dork that isn't dead but wants me dead. I mean really, Moldyshorts has been here each year that I have in one form or another. So tell me Professor, why should I stay here of all places? Besides, I believe my godfather will be released soon. I'm sure he will have something to say about where we go. I'm taking Hermione with me if she agrees and her family approves. Now I need to check on my only friend."
Minerva's only thought was Albus what have you done. I told you placing the boy there with those horrible people was not the right thing to do. The lads' right we have all failed him. He doesn't trust very well and I have a feeling those who lose that trust will have a hard time getting it back.
Harry went to the hospital wing and sat holding Hermione's hand telling her all that happened. Madam Pomfrey had told him several times Hermione couldn't hear him but he didn't believe her. It also made him feel better to share his life with Hermione. Ron would soon find out no one betrays a Potter's trust and gets by with it.
"Mr. Potter the potion will be ready in the morning it just needs to settle over night. It's almost curfew, come back at 07:00 and I'll let you give her the potion."
"Thanks Madam Pomfrey, I'll see you in the morning."
Harry went back to the Common Room and ran into the people he least wanted to see.
Molly Weasley started for him saying, "Oh, Harry we owe you so much for saving Ginny." She tried to hug him but he sidestepped and ducked under her left arm.
"I don't need a cracked rib to add to my other injuries. No Weasley owes me anything except Ron the spy. I believe he owes me around ₲250 but I'll get the correct amount later. Well that's not totally true the twins may have a certain heirloom of mine. Something from the Marauders, my father was Prongs and my godfather is Padfoot." Harry stated in a flat tone.
The twins faces went white as Harry continued, "I'll do this the easy way." He pulled his new wand and said, "Accio anything that belonged to the Marauders." A folded piece of parchment sailed down from the boy's dorm.
Harry tapped his wand on the parchment and said, "Reveal yourself to the son of Prongs."
Mr. Prongs says, it's about bloody time we heard from you, son.
Mr. Padfoot says, Prongslet let the games begin.
Mr. Mooney says, welcome to mayhem. But you need a Marauder name and Scar is not a good one.
Mr. Wormtail says, he concurs with the others.
Ms. Tiger Lily says he who studies hard does better pranks than the jerks that had the map recently.
"I'll talk to you lot later, mischief managed."
"What's this rubbish about Ron owing you money?"
"Well Mr. Perfect Percy, your brother has been getting ₲10 per month from Dumbledore to spy on me. The problem is that it came from my trust vault and I don't pay traitors. Funny how things were setup, or rather how I was setup. Tell me Mrs. Weasley how many times have you been to the Hogwarts Express?"
"Obviously several, Mr. Potter."
"Yet in my first year you're going on about Muggles, and asking what the platform number is, why?"
When he got no answer Harry continued, "My theory is you were doing what Dumbledore asked so I would make friends with Ron. I believe Ron had two missions the first one was the spying, and second was to keep me distracted so I didn't learn what I needed to know. There may have been a third, to keep me from getting close to Hermione. Well that didn't work so well. I do appreciate you rescuing me so I believe me saving Ginny makes us square except for what's between Ron and me." Harry paused gathering his thoughts.
"Fred and George think they're great pranksters and I can see the wheels turning figuring out how to get back at me. Boys, I suggest you consider the day I just had. I killed a huge basilisk well over 50 feet long. I blasted Lucy Malfoy into a wall taking his wand arm at the shoulder. I spent hours with the Director of the DMLE and the Minister. When I came back, I disarmed Dumbledore knocking him into a wall. A bit later, I blasted Snape about thirty feet, taking his wand. I will admit the Snape thing was with my new wand, which happens to have been Dumbledore's before. Fuck with Hermione or me at your own peril. That isn't a threat it's a promise of retribution including annihilation. As far as I'm concerned, you two are nothing but bullies and I have years dealing with that type of person. Why don't you prank your year or above? I think it is because you are nothing more than cowards. Mess with Hermione or me and you'll find yourselves naked singing God Save the Queen while standing on the head table during a feast and that will be the least of your worries."
"George, I think little Harrykins has declared a prank war."
"I believe you're right brother of mine, let the games begin."
Professor McGonagall appeared and said, "And I think you two will be expelled so fast it will make your heads swim. Mr. Potter the Minister requests your and Ms. Granger's presence in his office at 13:00 tomorrow. Mr. Percy Weasley since you cannot control your younger brothers you are stripped of your prefect badge and placed on probation along with them. Messer's Fred and George Weasley you are hereby grounded from flying. You two may go to classes, the library, and your dorm room until your grades improve at which time I'll reconsider this action. Mr. Ronald Weasley your grades aren't good enough to continue into third year so you will repeat second year. Are there any questions?"
When there was none, she told the adult Weasleys they needed to go home.
"Fred and George I've had the house elves remove all your so called pranking items. These will be sent to the Department of Mysteries if anything harmful is found you will be expelled and your wands snapped. The Marauders were pranksters, but except for followers of the dark lord, they never harmed or embarrassed anyone. Mr. Potter please return to the hospital wing, Mr. Filtch will escort you there. I believe he has something to thank you for. Ginny you should be in bed it's been a rough day on you. I cannot believe your mother took you from the hospital wing."
She waited until Ginny left then rounded on the Weasley boys again. "You four are a disgrace to Gryffindor. That changes tonight, or so help me you four will be out of this school forever. Do you understand me?"
She received "yes Ma'am" from the four boys and then sent them to bed.
In their dorm, George said, "you know Fred, McGonagall may have just saved us a lot of pain or worse. If Harry did kill a basilisk, and there is no reason not to believe that, plus defeat Dumbledore, Malfoy, and Snape he's a force to be reckoned with."
"I'm sure we'll find out more tomorrow at least by dinner. But I do believe you're right brother. At least we didn't have anything dangerous in our stuff. I have the feeling Ronniekins isn't the only one that will be repeating a year. We sure can't blame that on Harry."
"Do you really think Ron took money to spy on Harry?"
"As jealous as he is, I don't doubt it for a second George. Good night."
"Good night."
In the hospital wing Harry changed into pajamas brought by Dobby then moved the bed next to Hermione's and held her hand as he fell asleep. It had been a long tiring day. Madam Pomfrey looked at them and smiled. She would need to raise the bet on when they got together, thinking it would definitely be early tomorrow.
The next morning Harry finished giving Hermione the last of the Mandrake potion and sat at her bedside. He could feel her hand and arm starting to relax. Five minutes or so later, her eyes opened staring at the most beautiful green eyes she had ever seen.
"Hermione take it easy now, I'm here and you'll be just fine." Harry said leaning toward her and kissing her on the lips. Her free arm came around his neck and she returned the kiss.
Once their lips parted she heard, "Hermione will you be my girlfriend. I know we're a bit young but I would like more of those kisses, a lot more."
"Yes, Harry James Potter I'll be your girlfriend. I want more of your kisses too."
Unseen by the pair Madam Pomfrey did thumbs up. She didn't know how much she just won but it would not be small change by anyone's standard.
"Mr. Potter if you'll let Ms. Granger get dressed I do believe she will find herself quite hungry. You may eat here in a private room or go to the Great Hall the choice is yours."
"Hermione, do you want to wear what you have on or something else?" Harry asked.
"Actually I think I'd like jeans and a sweatshirt. But I'll have to go to the dorm to get those."
"Dobby."
"How can Dobby being helping the great Harry Potter sir."
"Dobby, please get the clothes Hermione wants from her dorm can you do that?"
"Dobby can being doing that Harry Potter sir."
With a pop the elf was gone and with another he was back in less than a minute. Harry and Hermione decided to eat in the hospital wing so Dobby served them their first meal as a couple. Hermione asked Dobby a lot of questions about house elves. The one that stumped Dobby was how she could help the elves. While not liking it, she saw that they needed bonding with a wizard or witch to keep their magic and life. The problem was in how some were treated. Harry wasn't at all surprised when Hermione told him she heard every word he said and it helped her keep her sanity. Madam Pomfrey was shocked at that revelation and told Harry how glad she was he didn't listen to her and continued his visits.
Hermione's next statement floored the healer, "Why is Harry still malnourished, and has the scars to show how his so-called relatives treated him? Don't healers in the wizard world take an oath to do the best for their patients? Doctors in the Muggle world must take what is called the Hippocratic Oath. That oath says they will do their best but do no harm. Harry I believe you're right about getting out of this nuthouse as soon as possible. My parents are dentist and had to swear that oath so I'm very familiar with it. Come on we need to see McGonagall, you can't be going to the Ministry dressed in rags handed down from your tub of lard cousin."
Madam Pomfrey was shocked then started through her memories of meeting with Harry and tending him. She flooed to St. Mungos and asked to see a mind healer. Little did she know the proverbial shit was about to hit the fan.
End Chapter 2
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