Bring to Order Rewrite

by twilliams1797

Harry and Hermione, A new kind of family, multi-wife some mild femslash. This story has been re-edited, and the mistakes fixed as pointed out by my reviewers. The formatting has been fixed, so don't complain about formatting, it was right when I u/l it!

2. Chapter 2

Bring to Order

twilliams1797

This story is set AFTER the death of Sirius Black at the DOM.. the actions so far has been two years later, when Harry and Hermione are the Head Boy and Girl (snicker) and a lot of things happen in the time between June 96 and September 97, where the previous chapter was set.

Every character not created by me is the intellectual property of JKRowling and hercorporate lackeys. I'm just playing with my action figures in the sandbox.

Hermione Potter Journal entry Sept 10, 1997

Today was a situation with Ginny and Ron.. they tried to poison us with Amorentia, and in the course of events we found that Ginny wasn't in her right mind, in fact, she still had fragments of Tom festering in her mind since her first year.. The healers that Dumbledore sent her to, apparently didn't do a complete job, and if I am correct, they didn't do the job at all. That girl has been fighting the effects of that evil influence for five years. Harry and I used the mind healing training we got from The Norse University of Magical Healing. We used the magic taught us, I invoked the

ægishjálmr 'Helm of Awe'

to protect her and Harry guided Gin through the steps to remove the infection.. Harry is very good with symbolic magic, I would hazard a guess that Ginny will now be able to pick up wandless magic quite easily, as she has had a first hand experience with it now, it will be just practice from this point on. The filth was flushed out. I took her to the field hospital, and called in a specialist from the continent, repaired her virginity, another symbolic act, the intent is to give the girl an opportunity to have a new life.

The shocking thing is not the situation that started this, the attempt on our lives with thathorrid potion, but that Molly actively supported it, and encouraged it.. Shocking that she also admitted to using it on Arthur.. along with hypnotique potion. The man must feel that he hadn't made a decision of his own in almost thirty years. We will have to do something to support Arthur, since just today he lost a son and a wife..of their own free will.

I am so angry at Ronald. For years he was supposedly our friend, but it seems all along he was playing a game, manipulating Harry and I for his own ends. Honestly, I can't imagine him doingthis, because he is so...lazy, and realistically, not that smart. The only way he made it through school so far is that he copied my homework and notes, and as far as I can remember, never even once said Thank you. In all our years together he was never nice to me, or even polite. Harry interrogated him in front of a Weasley Clan Meeting. It came to a point where Ron was being stubborn,no make that rude and stupid.. and Harry slammed Ron's face into the floor.

There was a time when I would have protested such violence, on general principle, but this was the final straw. Apparently his decision to dose me with that vile concoction was not about seeking love, but he wanted a fuck-buddy, a sex slave. and while he wanted me for his use, he also wanted several other girls for the same.. I couldn't help it, I hit him.. and it was somewhat cathartic.

I had to pause here and get myself together. The judgment will be legal, according to the current law of the land.. Ronald will have his magic removed, his knowledge of magic obliviated and he will be given a new personality, and memories. He will then be transported to another country so there is no chance of himrunning into anyone he knew here. Harry insisted upon it, even though Ron was actively involved, and on his way to becoming a Death Eater, My Harry insisted that Ron not be given the automatic death penalty given to Death Eaters.. I asked him and he said that he was following Dumbledore's lead of giving a second chance. I asked him if that made Ron his Snape..Got a good growl out of him. The questioning included Molly who admitted to the crimes. Her judgment will be the same as Ronald's. They will be bound together wherever they end up being sent.. Ronald will always have to live with his mother, and he will never be able to father children, in order to keep magic out of their hands.

Ginny was shocked when she found out I was 'The Lady Potter' She has given up her obsession with Harry entirely, because she came to the epiphany that the whole BWL thing was a plot set by her mother.. and Dumbledore. Harry and I worked with her to show how Dumbledore, created the myth of 'the boy-who-lived' and all the grief that that title has given him. Harry and I spent literally years going through the Unspeakables files, looking for information on what Lily did to protect him that night. Since no one was actually there, who could tell us, we have made a few assumptions which I will detail later.

The side effect of going through he Unspeakables files is that we now have a very detailed map of the events of the last 60 or so years, and the manipulations and maneuvering that Dumbledore

and several others have been doing to keep power and control. The evil men (and women) do for power..

The judgment was clear and concise.

1. Magic removed - A subject has their magical core drained and supressed by way of runic bonds engraved on their bones..every single bone has a runic block engraved upon it.

2. Mental reorganization- The subject is completely obliviated, and retaught basic living skills, and remembers nothing of their former life.

3. Transportation- the traditional method in the British Empire has been to send their criminals away to Australia, The magical world is much the same.

The proviso of the Man who Conquered that there be no death sentence was upheld. The two were in the Ministry holding cells when the rest of the Weasleys trooped in. Molly grimaced and tried to put on a good face, but she ended up snarling at her own 'family' "Come to gloat?" she sneered, as only a pureblood could. Arthur sighed. "No, Molly, just come to take care of business, keep everything legal."

He looked at his remaining sons and daughter. sighed and returned to his wife. "Molly Ann Prewett-Weasley, in accordance with the laws and customs of our magical culture and people:

"I divorce you."

"I divorce you"

"I divorce you"

"I cut all ties between the Clan Weasley and Molly Ann Prewett, formerly Weasley." Henceforth you shall have nothing to do with the Clan Weasley, people, lands, monies or descendants or family magics". "Your name is stricken from the family Grimore" With that Arthur turned his back on her, followed by each member of her former family. Ron did not even look up. The guard led the now sobbing Molly away.

"Ronald Bilius Weasley, You have been accused of heinous crimes. Because of these

actions, You are now cast from the Clan Weasley. " "Henceforth you shall have nothing to do with the Clan Weasley, people, lands, monies or descendants or family magics". "Your name is stricken from the family Grimore" Again the turning away. Ron was led away. Behind the disillusioned wall Harry and Hermione watched as the Weasley clan was now two members fewer.

some months earlier:

Harry's Journal Early July 96

I'm not really sure what day it is.. I feel like I'm in a daze. I miss Sirius. I can't believe he's gone.. now I am alone, well I have Hermione to nag me.. I know she cares, or she wouldn't have sent me this journal to write in.. she's a good friend. It kills me that she got hurt at the DOM. An owl just arrived from Gringotts and has something official,

write more later.

Hermione's Journal 5 July 96

I am here at home in Oxford, healing up from that horrible curse. I sent Harry a journal with instructions to write down how he feels, that it may help with the loss of Sirius.. I find that writing things down takes some of the edge off of stressful emotions. I look back and read all the pages about how I feel about Harry, and it has helped to subdue some of the frustration and worry. All in All Harry has been a good friend to me.. Ronald not so much. Sometimes I think that boy has not got a brain, and I am certain he has no filter between his brain and his mouth.. I swear, he says some of the stupidest things.. maybe I should write a book 'Stupid things Ron has said' No, I better not, because somehow, Ron is still Harry's friend..I cannot imagine why.

Harry's Journal July 96

I'm still having a problem getting past Sirius death.. these papers he had sent me by way of the goblins have been useful though.. and the letter. It does ease the pain somewhat.. somewhat ironic, though.. he was a Grim, and he SAW a Grim.. I wonder if I will be able to see the Grim when I accept his adoption? tomorrows the will reading and I will be able to see Hermione.. I have to tell her how I feel about her.. it's time I let her know. Gryffindors forward.!

That day was instructional, on many fronts The Goblins sneered at the foolishness of Wizards, knowing that they controlled the wizarding economy while paying the goblins for the privilege, it was almost enough to take the abuse.. for a price. Almost. The Goblins followed through and did the minimum of what was required of them. The opened a hall, let in the people on the list, showed the documentation and the handwritten codicils and attachments. Dumbledore tried to throw his weight around, as was predicted by the client. Black always treated the goblins with deference, like he knew what game they were playing.. he paid well. Ragnok was pondering his meeting with Black the month before.

"I know I will be dead before the summer is over.. I have seen the Grim, and there is no way around it.. so I would like to hire the goblins of Gringotts to carry forward my wishes." Ragnok nodded with dignity. He savored the abuse of the wizards just as did any goblin, and he wanted to make a decent profit out of it. The wizard continued. "I know that the Goblins of Gringotts charge extra fees to do ..certain things for a person, and I am willing to double those fees to see to it that my will is carried out the way I want it, without interference.."

A raising of the eyebrows. "Do tell"

"My brother James had a son. His name is Harry James Potter." "James Potter was my brother in arms, and we adopted each other, by blood and Magic, and Harry is just as much my son as James." "I want the bulk of my estate to go to Harry, with a few small things to family members. starting with,

"I claim the Headship of the Ancient and Noble House of Black.,furthermore..."

The day came. The recipients showed up and they went away with varying degrees of happiness. Narcissa Black-Malfoy carried a letter that showed promise. Bellatrix Black-Lestrange received, by way of her solicitor a notice that her Dowry had been reclaimed, leaving her without any of her own money or goods. The Weasleys received a pittance, which to them was quite a bit.

Dumbledore recieved a stipend with which to provide for his 'bird club' but it had a proviso, that he must always tell Harry the complete truth, and stop trying to manipulate him. The manipulations were a moot point, since the next item on the agenda was Harry's total emancipation and Head of the Black

line, and a nudge in the direction of Head of the Potter line. Harry really didn't care much for the stuff, but he wanted Sirius back.. The letters were the most important thing.

15 june 96

12 Grimmauld Place

Dear Harry.

If you are getting this, then, the Black family tradition has once again come to a head. Two days ago I saw a Grim.. Yes, I know, I looked in a mirror. no, my son, I saw it in a vision. When the Blacks see a Grim in T h e Vision, then they know they have no more than a month to live. I would like to go out with a babe on each arm, so I am going to go find some babes, see ya...no seriously.. really!

I don't know whats going to happen,, but I don't want you to fret or worry or feel like you are to blame. it isn't your fault, it was fate.. if you want to blame someone, whether I got hit by a lorry or choked on some popcorn, blame Voldymort, or maybe Dumbledore, either will do nicely. I am enclosing you some letters and info from your father and Mother. I was told to see you get this when you are 16, so, I guess you may get it a few days early. A hint, you have an inherited job you need to go and do.. you have much more power than you know.

Read the letters.

ok Godfather advice part of this letter.

Go and find yourself someone to love. I'd suggest someone smart and pretty, her initials are HJG . I would stay far away from Molly and her daughter.. that woman has an obsession, and wants YOU to fulfill it.. I wouldn't put it past her to use potions on you.. Never fear, once you put on your family ring, either Potter or Black, you will have an instant potions detector. it will buzz, you can't miss it. I have a pair of bracelets for your wives to wear which will do the same thing.. Give one immediately to Hermione, even if she's 'not the one' she's your friend.

Ron. Harry, I don't know how to say this, Ron is not your friend.

He has been jealous, he has been badmouthing you and criticizing you behind your back, he has been stealing from you, he isn't your friend. trust me on this. please. I know he was your first mate. but something isn't right. I wish I could tell you, but I can't. be careful. I suspect influence from Dumbledore.

Yes, Dumbledore. That man is a master manipulator, he has beendoing it for so long he doesn't see that the chess pieces are people. Damn him.. It was his manipulation that got James and Lily killed. It was his methods that got you put with those horrible people for 10 years.. It was his doing that I spent 12 years in Azkaban, as he KNEW I was innocent.

DO NOT TRUST HIM, GET OUT FROM UNDER HIS

CONTROL AS QUICKLY AS YOU CAN.

I know what's in your parent's will, and they stipulated that you were to never go to her sister,, specifically and with reason. Dumbledore is convinced you are the child to fulfill a prophecy. James, Lily and I are not convinced that this prophecy is real.. As I said, don't trust him.. Snape. Another one not to trust. HE IS a Death Eater, that's not something you resign from, and the cost of initiation is too high.. To receive the dark mark, you must murder, in cold blood your victim.. and it is a necro curse which powers and enables that mark..pure death magic.. Go look at Lily's notes, she was working on a study when..you know.. it may explain some of how you survived Voldy's attack on you. Give all Lily's notes to Hermione, she'll figure it out.

Snape is not working for the light, no matter how much wool he has pulled over Dumble's eyes.. do not believe him or trust him. On a related note, go and learn Occlumency at your first opportunity, there are books in the library here, shelf R-15 I think.. Never look Snape or Dumbles in the eye.

read the books.

I know the next question you are going to ask. betcha I do..

"how am I going to get the time to learn all this stuff?"

right, you asked it, I know you did.. I'm not going to tell, that's for your father to tell, it's in the biggest of the letters in this bundle, all will be explained. The two wives comment.. Hey buddy, you are gonna get lucky..or cursed, I'm not sure which.. You need two wives, one to be Lady Potter, which, by the way, Lily fulfilled nicely, and a Lady Black, since the Blacks are patriarchal.. My advice? grab Hermione as quickly as you can, and let her decide who should be Lady Black..

Back to Ginny and Molly. The girl has a problem, the biggest of which is her mother. A hint, always look at a girl's mother to see what she will look like in thirty years.. you really want to be married to a fat screechy redhead with a temper? Go check out Jane Granger.. no go, do it now..

Ok?, good, glad we got that settled.

I have so much more advice to give you, my son.. you are the Son I never could have.. Sorry to tell you this, but 12 years with the dementors broke my sex drive, I am physically male, but in practice asexual-slash-celibate. I NEED you in order to continue the Black line.. I want you to do something, if you can.. Do what you can to make the Black name mean something, something to be thought of as good, not evil. please?

Don't mourn me.. mourning is for the living, The dead don't care, and I KNOW I will be with my brother and his lovely wife..

SIRIUS

Sirius Orion Black

With the envelope with the letter was a small bundle of other letters and a box. Harry

opened the box, there in the center was the Black family Ring, the symbol of the Head of the clan Black. He slipped the ring onto his finger and felt the surge of power when it resized itself to fit. He now had knowledge of secrets he did not have before. He had knowledge of hidden things and he knew where to look for those things.. lands, secrets. There also in the box was a pair of bracelets, silver in color, but not made of silver. He pocketed them for later.

The next letter in the pile was a bundle of sheets of parchment. He opened the bundle and saw the crabbed handwriting of his father, he had seen it before in a few books and notes found in a trunk that Petunia had hidden. Harry had demanded the trunk be turned over to him and Petunia was glad of it, because she had tried to dump it and burn it and get rid of it, but it kept coming back. In fact, she had driven to the edge of the River Thames, and threw it in and it had returned to her house before she did, dry and tight as could be. Harry, being of Potter blood was the only one who could open it..

Possibly Tom Riddle might have had a chance at opening it, sincehe had used Harry's blood in his rebirth ritual. In any event, Harry opened the trunk, and there were journals, letters, a few wands and an old broomstick, clothes, a couple bags of gold and mundane money.. a getaway kit, if you will.

__o00o__

Dear Son, our Harry,

We are writing this letter as insurance, and putting two copies where you can find it.. One will be with Sirius, and one in our vault at Gringotts. You should receive access to your inheritance atthe age of eleven, on a limited basis, and full access to everything on your sixteenth birthday.. There is a letter that you will be given by Sirius, if we don't survive, it has access codes to your inheritance and instructions for your training.. We are not sure what is going to happen son, but somethings in the air. We have hidden ourselves at Godric's Hollow and let Dumbledore set the fidelius on our home. I hate to admit it, but I don't trust the old man anymore.. He has been too.. easy on our enemies and the sheeple are content to follow him.. someone needs to take up the battle and take it to the enemy.. Hopefully, I will be there to train you, and if I cannot, then Sirius and Remus.. They are true brothers and I trust them with my life.. Peter, not so much.. I had Dumbledore set Sirius as the secret keeper.. according to the charm only the designated keeper and the caster of the spell knows, so if anything happens, you know who to look at..

Harry clenched his fists in anger. the old man knew, and somehow the rat was told. Who else was told, and by whom? He pushed down his anger, but did not forget it.. it lay there as the foundation for a structure built of resolve and determination, and a desire for true justice. He had been told, on multiple occasions that forgiveness was the key.. that he must resolve to love and forget that which was done..to him and his family. He had no intention of forgiving and forgetting.. that advice was relegated to the back burner.. he was going to go forward, carefully and stealthily..

Harry's Journal 10 July 96

I have received my inheritance from Sirius. A lot of money and properties and such, the important part is.. he knew he was going to die and made arrangements.. HE doesn't want me to grieve. I will miss him, I will be in pain when I think of his..my loss. his final comment in the letter.. he knew he would be with his brother and sister.. my parents. I will miss him terribly and his goofy jokes and his good advice.. lucky for me, some of the things he is advising me on, I had already decided..his comments confirm my thoughts..

the most important thing he advised me on was to go for Hermione.. I have thought about it and he's right. That girl..Woman is the best thing that ever happened to me.. and I am going to go now and tell her so.

Letter from James and Lily to Harry:

October 2, 1981

Harry. our dear son:

We are writing this letter as insurance, and putting two copies where you can find it.. One will be with Sirius, and one in our vault at Gringotts. You should receive access to your inheritance at the age of eleven, on a limited basis, and full access to everything on your sixteenth birthday.. There is a letter that you will be given by Sirius, if we don't survive, it has access codes to your inheritance and instructions for your training.. We are not sure what is going to happen son, but somethings in the air. We have hidden ourselves at Godric's Hollow and let Dumbledore set the fidelius on our home. I hate to admit it, but I don't trust the old man anymore.. He has been too.. easy on our enemies and the sheeple are content to follow him.. someone needs to take up the battle and take it to the enemy.. Hopefully, I will be there to train you, and if I cannot, then Sirius and Remus.. They are true brothers and I trust them with my life.. Peter, not so much.. I had Dumbledore set Sirius as the secret keeper.. according to the charm only the designated keeper and the caster of the spell knows, so if anything happens, you know who to look at..

Your inheritance is held with ING bank in

Switzerland, and divided between Citigroup in New York and Bank of America. The vaults at Gringotts hold only a minimum of our goods and a few million Galleons. There is a vault of artifacts and stored goods, historical artwork, books and stuff no one knows what else to do with.. There is a group of files concerning titles and deeds and the like. There is your personal vault for your school needs and personal money.. it should be kept at a million galleons a year, small change, actually.

Be careful when dealing with the goblins, they enjoy creating pain for others, and do it with a smile on their face.. Your grandfather Charlus Potter and I devised a scheme

to keep our finances out of the control of the Goblins and the Ministry. The Ministry and their corrupt cronies would love to find a way to take any gold they can find, by whatever means. Our scheme was working with the the Gnomes and a portal. There is an illusion in our vaults that tricks the goblins into thinking that the gold is there, but it has been ported out to locations in Switzerland and The US. these are links to the three main accounts, there are other accounts in other countries, and you will find a list in the vault.. Put a drop of blood on the bank logos above, and you will be given a portkey upon arrival. The portkeys are blood based, only a Potter or Potter spouse can use them.

James and Lily

Harry's Journal 11 July 96

I did what my father said to in the letter. as I touched each logo with a blood drop, I was portkeyed to the respective bank's security offices. I am now probably one of the richest people in the world, and certainly the richest wizard.. I would still rather have my parents and Sirius back..I am going to keep this all on the quiet, I know when Ron finds out, or Molly and Ginn, there will be hell to pay. I need someone to advise me, someone I can count on to speak the truth. The only name I always come back to, is Hermione. I'm going there now. We spoke the other day, and I told her how I felt, It turns out, she feels the same way about me. I gave her the bracelet that I got from Sirius, Apparently there was a low level potion in her system, I don't know who to suspect, since she was heavily dosed by MadamPomfrey after the DOM fiasco.. We decided to flush out whatever, via drinking a lot of water, and a few specific flushing potions.. either way, it would be a good idea, according to my Hermione. I am going to Gringotts, and taking the Twins with me.. Our mission is supposedly to help them set up accounts for research and development, which we will do, but I want them there as guards to keep me from being stunned, trapped, dosed or whatever.. I don't trust the goblins any more than I trust Dumbledore.. what with what my father and Sirius have both told me in their letters.. I am going to claim my Potter family ring also today, so I will be fully emancipated and out from under the control of anyone.

Harry and the Weasley twins apparated into the Gringotts receiving area, and were greeted by a goblin who looked familiar. " Griphook, I see you are advanced in your rank, congratulations." Harry spoke to the goblin. The goblin decided not to show his disdain for the wizard. "Yes, Mr Potter, I have, thank you for noticing." Harry kept his own council. This Griphook would be useful, and as he was the one usually involved with his accounts..

same day, later.

I found evidence that someone has been stealing from me.. There was far less than amillion galleons in my trust vault. About 900k less.. sure it looks like a lot of money, but I can add up every purchase I have made since my first year, plus tuition, everything.. I got the goblins to give me a statement with all transactions for the last six years..for a fee. Figures.. I will treat them 'as my trusted friends', but they won't know what I am really doing. I am tempted to wipe out the goblinrace right now, I have an idea of how to do it. Must talk with Hermione. for now, they are useful to us. going over the dates and withdrawals, I can see a pattern. Molly Weasley had my key and there are withdrawals several times for that year, while I was in school, during the summer. I got my key back, but what of the other years.. Some are marked 'tuition', but I know that those are prepaid, as I am a legacy student, It was paid in full the week I was born. I need an accounting course, and a financial basics course as well. What would Hermione do?, she'd make a list.

Learn:

Occlumency/Legilimancy

Financial basics Accounting&statistics

potions, for real not Snapes version

Runes

Charms

Transfiguration

understanding prophecy and divination

arithmancy/spell creation

battle magics an defense

strategy..does Sandhurst have a magical section?

Government and civic controls.

damn, I have a lot of work to do.. to quote Sirius

"how am I going to get the time to learn all this stuff?"

I have the answer.

My father left it to me in his second letter, both he and my mother were quite a bit older than they looked, in fact they were both 12 years older than their bodies there is a door in the Department of Mysteries that only a Potter can open, the reason being, that the Potter clan owned the building and land the Ministry is built on. The Ministrywas in need of a location back in June of 1343, the Black Death was sweeping the land, and they needed a place free of the plagues, My Great whatever Grandfather leased the upper rooms for the use of the Ministry, and sunk his laboratory/ library, studio down one level into the ground.. leaving the Ministry at ground level.. The agreement was besides an annual rent payment, there would ALL mysterious and Dark artifacts turned over to the "Department of Mysteries' for study..

Every thing there is mine to control, every time turner, every book, scroll, fragment and artifact is mine, legally as per the agreement of 1343. Guess I know what my career is from now on..

There are instructions on the letter I received, readable only by a Potter. It tells how I could have gotten into the Ministry last month, unseen and unnoticed, everything.. I must not let myself be depressed.

There is a secure outside door, again, only Potter blood. I'm going over there today, but first, a visit with my beautiful woman.

Hermione Granger Journal entry 11 July, 1996

What a day! Harry came over after he went to Gringotts, and oh what a shock.! Apparently, my boyfriend (I like writing that word) is now the richest wizard in the world. He says he would 'chuck it all to have his family and Sirius back' I agree.. but I reminded him that money is a tool, and needs to be used wisely. He suggested a course of action, He is thinking to put out a ten thousand Galleon bounty on every former death eater, and every sympathizer who is implicated in crimes against humanity..

He brought over a statement of his trust account, showing his own withdrawals, and the ones he suspects Molly Weasley of doing, the ones he suspects Dumbledore of. He calculates that since there is a yearly top-up to 1 million galleons a year, that they could have taken as much as six million galleons from him so far.. He made up a list of courses he will be taking this summer, and it is certainly ambitious.. he seems to be thinking of taking five years of curriculum and compressing it all into a few weeks this summer.. Little did I know he had a proverbial ace up his sleeve.. He had not only an ace, he had a whole deck of aces. We have six weeks until September 1st and our return to Hogwarts for our sixth year.

Harry went to the Ministry of Magic in London. He watched as poorly disguised wizards entered and left the phone box.. It was quite easy to pick out a wizard in London.. they never quite 'got it' and as such, were sore thumbs. Harry was now dressed properly, having finally ditched all his hand-me-downs from Dudley.. He was elegantly dressed, fine quality clothing, at a switch of a wrist, Armani suit, or complete Dockers outfit, or basic Wizards robes, work robes, whatever was had the contact in Switzerland who was a wizard, driven out of the UK by the bigotry and greed, who dealt with magical clients almost exclusively. He had run across this artiste, for that is what he was, an Artiste of clothes, while in Basel, Switzerland. He was doing his bank dealings there with the gnomes and asked if there was a tailor or clothes shop he could recommend. The banker opened his magical Rolodex and pulled out a card copy and handed it to Harry. "The card is a portkey, it will take you to the atelier of the finest clothier in Europe. The password is 'dress me'. Harry thanked the banker and bowed respectfully, and took his leave.

"Dress me" Harry whirled away, ready for anything, and landed in a crouch, wand out. The room was elegant and beautiful, the best of design and furniture. It was also empty, with nothing for any attackers to hide behind, He stood, still at ready, when a glass door opened and a pair of beautiful people walked in. "Greetings, Lord Potter, How may we help you?" They did not sneer at his shabby

clothes, or look down on him in any way, he could feel it.. in fact he could feel absolutely nothing from this..being.

"Thank you for your hospitality, I need an entire wardrobe, everything, for all seasons and all situations."

"We would be very glad to take care of your needs, please follow me." He followed the male of the couple, and was followed by the female. They were almost exactly alike, except for gender.

"How did you know I wasn't a dangerous invader, I mean, I look like a bum.." he gestured toward his clothes..

"We knew, because no one can enter our receiving room without an invitation, or a very good reference.. the portkey you hold is created by our charms master, and given to a very few specific people, such as Mr Elgnassen from Basel, who is keyed to that particular portkey." "We also detected both the Potter and Black Headship rings.." When you leave today, you will be given a portkey of your own, as you are a favored customer, Lord Potter-Black"

"Now then, lets see what we can do for you, get rid of those rags, and start from the beginning, shall we?" Harry didn't particularly care who saw him, he figured these people were professionals. He dropped all his clothes in a pile, leaving him standing nude. "Do you prefer Boxers or something more svelte?" Harry quirked an eye. "Such as?" The male attendant touched his wrist, and a silver bracelet, his clothes disappeared, leaving him completely nude, revealing that he had no external sexual characteristics.. he was a doll of sorts, a manikin to model clothes. "Well, we have the basics, boxers, Y-fronts, a comfortable short legged, but snug biker shorts style, we have them all custom made, and also commercial brands if you prefer., all come with color change, cooling and heating , self cleaning charms, the works"..as he spoke, he touched his bracelet and ran through the different styles and colors, modeling each one. He thought about it a minute.

"Those bike shorts look comfortable, lets try that. A pair appeared in the tray next to the worktable. Harry picked them up and pulled on the new shorts. "Aaaah, that feels good.." The attendant walked around looking for any binding or sagging. "I assume you are probably going to continue in your growth for at least five moreyears, since you are now..16?" Harry was a bit surprised that they though of that. "Well, now I'm eating better, and I am planning on a lot of workouts for the foreseeable future.. " "We have your father's measurements on file, we'll use those as a baseline, I think.. then lets do that next.."

The next few hours was entertaining, as the attendant dressed up his client in an amazing array of clothes, and finally called for the Charms Master. The charms master came in and placed the

clothes in a pile, in a specific pattern, interwoven with parchment covered with runic information. when he was satisfied he did a complicated charm, and the whole pile collapsed into a two dimensional pile, and then shrank into a bracelet setting there in the middle of the table. "There you go, Mr Potter, a complete wardrobe, Antoine will instruct you in it's operation."

The Charms Master turned to leave, but Harry interrupted. "Before you leave sir, may I ask a few questions?" "Yes, you may, but I reserve the right to hold my trade secrets"

"I wouldn't dream of trying to learn you secrets without earning them, sir, I just wanted to know if you would be able to create Armor using your methods and charms.. I understand that materials such as Dragon hide and Basilisk skin are resistant to charms and curses..which is why they are used as armor.." he sighed. "I have a great many enemies arrayed against me, and I need to have an edge, because these enemies are likely as not to curse me in th back, as face me."

The charms Master conjured a comfortable pair of chairs and sat down. Antoine brought tea and a service. Harry cycled through his clothing choices and picked one. "I see..you have a problem.. We are in Switzerland, but we do hear of the goings-on in the UK..that's one of the reasons I left the UK, because of the bigotry and pureblood nonsense.. did you know that it is almost impossible for a mundane to get a real job in the UK?..at best you would end up as a store clerk or a third rate position where you're treated like a pariah.. think sewer cleaner of shite shoveller.. never get a chance to own or start a business, or if you ere inclined to go into government, you wouldn't ever get any good position..why?, because you aren't a pureblood.." he took a drink of his tea.

"That's why I emigrated to Switzerland and changed my name, That's why I created Antoine and Antoinette here as my servants, that's why I will do my utmost to help you, Mr Potter, If I can't do it now, I will figure out how to do it."

He had a determined look on his face.. "First, call me Harry, I may be the last Potter, but I prefer my friends to call me Harry, ok? he smiled and held out his hand to the new friend. "I go by the name Anton, of Anton's clothiers, but my given name is Jack, Jack Puckle.."

Harry's eyes widened.."Puckle?..perchance are you related to a Jane Puckle?.." Anton/Jack thought back a bit..I seem to recall my brother's son having a little girl named Janie.. she would be

about 35..no almost 40 now..why do you know a Puckle?.. " "No, but I do know a Dr Jane Granger, formerly Puckle, and her daughter, My girlfriend Hermione is a very powerful witch, she is particularly good with charms.."

"I would like to speak with your young witch and her mother, sometime..soon, please?" Harry nodded in agreement.."I will make it a priority sir, I will be back in about a week with a pile of dragon hide and Basilisk hide for you to work with..also, if it does not infringe, I would like to ask you about your attendants.. They act very realistically, how close are they to sentient?" Jack leaned back in his chair.. "No, they are basically interactive dress dummies, programmable to be who you want them to be, the basic idea I got from a sextoy company, they make interactive sex dolls, you can buy one on the open market for around 6 thousand American.." "Huh.. I wonder if they would work as training dummies..

"Probably would, before you go back to England, you should talk to one of my friends in the police business.. he's like an Auror.." "I know what police are, I was raised Muggle..mundane.."

Puckle raised an eyebrow.. "I thought the Potters were pureblood, that you would be with a pureblood family.." "No, Dumbledore was manipulating me for years, until I escaped his clutches.." The older man raised another eyebrow.. "So has Dumbledore made himself Emperor of Magic yet?.. he certainly is the type.." Harry's turn with the eyebrow. "Oh, really?, what can you tell me?

They settled down for a while, speaking of many things, history, plans, family trees. Harry finally called for Dobby, wondering if the elf could sense him from so far away.. The elf popped in, but almost collapsed from exhaustion, since he had to pop so far.. another factoid to be entered into the record.. Harry expanded his chair and made Dobby sit next to him. The tired elf slumped against his new found master, wearily. "Are you going to be ok, Dobby, If I had known what it took to get here I would not have called you.." "Master Harry Potter sir, getting here was easy, no matter where in world, we Elves can go in a pop.. the wards around this place were...exceptional..

" Harry was shocked at the use of the word, he usually spoke in a patois that was not always the most grammatically correct..

"Rest my friend, and we will discuss these things later." He laughed, because the elf was already sleeping. Jake/Anton raised his eyebrows also.. "I thought I had very selective wards, I have worked on them for over fifty years getting them there.." "Well,, you will find that Dobby here is an exceptional elf.. he amazes me sometimes.., I don't believe your wards are collapsing or anything, it's just Dobby..well, you know" he laughed.."So, next week, say, Tuesday?..I need some time to go and skin a basilisk.."

"Out of curiosity, how much Basilisk hide? "well the snake was just about 68 feet long, I guess it was close to 1000 years old." the old man gaped. "It was Salazar Slytherins familiar, and if you remember in 1944 the Chamber of Secrets was opened.. that's where it is.. "

They parted a while later, after an embarrassed Dobby awoke. In order for the elf to get past the wards in the future, 'Anton' made an exception in the access list..

Harry's Journal 12 July 96

I took Hermione and went to the Ministry of Magic. I showed her the phone booth we used the last time we were here, and then led her away from that location to another. I was guided by the directions given me by my father from the past.. almost directly across the alley from the phone booth there is a concealed location, hidden by a door only I, of Potter blood can open, or by my spouse, once she is introduced to the door..

Hermione and I stepped through the door and turned.. from our viewpoint, the door is transparent, from the other side, it's just a blank wall. Since I had been through here once already, I keyed her into the door, and gave her all access, at least as much as I was able to,, apparently since we are not married yet, there are a few areas I can't let her into yet.. I am still somewhat in awe of the fact that she loves me, and would say yes if I asked her..anything.. I don't feel ready yet.. I admit, I am a horndog as much as any 16 year old guy..Maybe moreso, since I have such a beautiful girlfriend.. also she mentioned some things that would be advantageous for us to look into, involving sex magic.. virginity is a serious thing, and if it is wasted on mere sex.. I need every advantage I can get.. It even embarrasses me to write about it..

We entered the secret portion of the Ministry, and there is a passageway completely surrounding the offices, and there are more transparent portions of wall into many offices and parts of the building.. I found in my dad's, now my office, instructions on how to make the spy windows.. I found that there is a movable wall in the Floo bank in the atrium.. I can enter the floo from the back and come out the front, as if I just flooed in from somewhere.. I just have to remember which one it is from the atrium side.. very tricky. I could spend a lifetime in this office, and these spaces.. I intend to do just that, and bring Hermione with me.. In the private chambers I found my

father's clothes, his Unspeakable robe, with the appropriate concealment charms.. and one for my Mum.. I gave that one to Hermione.. We have pretty much decided that we are together forever.. even if I have not asked her yet.

We have been busy gathering the data from each of the spy windows and compiling it.. there is a window into the Minister of Magic's office.. I have on file recordings of twenty years of Malfoy bribing various Ministers.. and their various subheads.. Undersecretaries, Department heads.. The only ones he never tried to bribe were.. Arthur Weasley, and Amelia Bones..although he did put pressure on Arthur a few times.. considering the Malfoy/Weasley history, it is surprising that they don't go after it wand and knife..

I am gathering a lot of data, and we have to compile it before we go homethis afternoon, so we only have about a month left this afternoon.. yes I said a month. The trick? Time dilation.. In these offices, when certain combinations of runes are activated, we are working at about the rate of two days per hour.. it can be increased, but that puts a strain on our outside resources.. We have two elves working furiously providing three meals a day every half hour.. not easy for even a super elf like Dobby.

Hermione is in her element.. I just brought her her for a bit of a show-around, and she has dived so deep into the library I may never find her.. I have to read up on the time dilation long term effects. more later..

Hermione Granger Journal entry 12 July, 1996

It's 12 July. Since my last entry on 11 July, I have lived over two months in magically time-dilated secret hideout/research station/laboratory. All the while hidden right under the noses of the Ministry of Magic. Harry, as the last Potter, literally owns the premises that the MoM uses for their offices, and one of the lease agreements, which go back to 1343 is that they MUST turn over all magical artifacts and mysterious objects to the Department of Mysteries.. which is in turn privately owned and operated by..TaDaa! Harry James Potter.. We are going to gather our everything and spend some serous time down there before we go back to school.. Harry has come up with a very cunning plan. We will spend the rest of the summer learning everything we can and get our masteries and whatever other knowledge we can along the way.. there is long term recording devices monitoring

every official, undersecretaries, department heads, we will be able to pinpoint the bad eggs and take them out when the time comes.. we also have time turners available to us, since, of course we own the DoM..'we own'.. that's the other thing.. Harry has taken my heart, soul and spirit.. he is my one and only.. He said and has proved he will share everything with me, he has set up a huge account with my name on it so I have what he calls 'petty cash' when I need it.. his idea of petty cash.. Goddess, there is over a million galleons in that vault!! petty indeed.. He has also promised a surprise, later this week we are going to Basel, Switzerland to meet someone.. I have no idea who, since My mum is involved..

We are leaving tomorrow to go to Hogwarts and sneak in, he needs to go to the chamber of Secrets and as he says 'skin a basilisk' apparently they don't rot of decompose, the only way to dispose of a dead Basilisk is feindfire. so, a skinning we will go.

Harry's Journal 13 July 96

Hermione's planning as usual pays off.. I was only thinking of the hide off the beast, she brought tons of potions jars to render this thing down.. Several full jars of fangs, a huge amount of bone.. apparently those are useful to rune masters. The skin of the beast, of course, the blood, many gallons of it, the Venom sacs, extremely hazardous.. I left about half of what we collected in the chamber, all bottled and stacked up nicely for later use.. no sense flooding the potions market. in that one beast, we have multiple million galleons worth of materials.. and it was a real workout for our magic.. I had to overpower all my cutting and shearing spells in order to do the simplest things.. and we had to dress ourselves in mundane made biohazard suits, one little splatter in the wrong place, not something we want to think about. All the meat and muscle, to remove it from the bones, we had to boil it.. basilisk soup.. once we removed all the bones and skull, jaw and fangs, there was this poisonous sludge.. what to do with it.. Hermione suggested we render it down to it's smallest form, and so we did.. now there sets, packed away in some trunks almost a thousand extremely poisonous bricks, sealed and waxed so no one accidentally touches them. I do have an idea for their use later..I am keeping the two main fangs for my own use, however.. The next day we went to Romania, and asked for the head of the Dragon preserve. Of course we got an immediate response, since we were in disguise.. I was wearing my dad's..My unspeakable cloak, and Hermione was wearing my Mum's..now hers.. We asked to purchase a complete dragon hide, and were offered one fresh off a dragon.. implied that they would kill a dragon for us.. I informed them that dragons were sentient and to kill one was tantamount to murder.. the man cringed at my anger.. then I suggested that one from a naturally deceased one would do nicely.. It seems he had one, and, unfortunately, I was familiar with that dragon.. It was the mother Horntail from the Tri-wizard.. She caught a cold being transported against her will, and after a few years died.. poor baby, she was lovely.. deadly dangerous, but lovely.. I inquired about he eggs. Apparently they all hatched, and are doing well, so , that's a plus.. The hide cost me almost ten thousand Galleons. I paid the guy and off we went.. It was easier to deal with Dragon Hide than Basilisk.. although it is magical, and physically tough, it was manageable.

July had Harry jumping in and out of time dilation.. He had to meet Dumbledore and his quest to recruit Slughorn, and Dumbledore wanted him to remain at his relatives, again.. he declined the offer, and showed the old man his two family rings, and told him he would see him on September first, and left the old man gaping at this new, confident rest of the summer was filled with study and..other things.. The young couple came outof their time-dilated hole and visited the Granger family, and from there took Hermine and her mum to meet 'great uncle Jack/Anton in Switzerland.. Hermione was thrilled that she had a magical relative, and was asking thousands of questions, when Jack turned the tables on her. "What are you planning on doing with that young wizard of yours, grand niece? She blushed and stammered fore a moment, then her Gryffindor resolve kicked in.. "I am going to marry him, and work with him, and provide a family for him, and give him the love he didn't have before he met me.." Her mother and great uncle's faces showed their surprise.. and to prove her point, shegrabbed Harry by the ears and kissed him forcibly, Harry was stunned, and about half cross eyed andHermione just sat there like Mona Lisa, smiling..

Harry's Journal 31 July 96

Well, on the outside world, It's my birthday, and I suppose I should go out andcelebrate with my friends.. which reminds me I need to send Neville something good. He is the one who 'could have been' I will get him a potions warning ring and an extra, in case he has a girlfriend, also I intend to hand him Bella's head on a platter, just as soon as I can capture her..

Daily Prophet

August 1, 1996

There has been yet another

disappearance in our society.. yesterday

there was a disturbance in Redbud Alley,

between a fine young man and some

mudblood hooligans, and when it was

over, the scion of the Malfoy clan was

missing..Draco Malfoy, 16 was having a

day out with his friends when he was

accosted by several raggedly dressed

hooligans, bearing wands.. They left

with the bound and gagged society prince

with a sign painted on a shop wall left

behind. "the sign was insulting and just

plain wrong" a prominent member of

society was heard to say, Aurors were

contacted and a ransom note has yet to

surface.

The truth of the matter was, that Draco had gotten out of control when he found his inheritance of the Black title was not to be.. He gathered some of his 'friends' and proceeded to go and torture and abuse his 'betrothed' as punishment for something she had nothing to do with. He had on one side, Marcus Flint, on the other Adrian Pucey, both thugs, both Death Eaters, Both dumber than a rock. They had cornered the girl in the side alley next to Madam Malkins Dress shop, behind the Cafe'.. Her screams were heard over a block away, but everyone who heard went the other direction. Except for one.. A male, dressed in jeans, t-shirt and Hoodie slipped into the alley behind the oh-so-powerful purebloods.. Silently he stunned and bound the outriders, and stuck them to a wall, about ten foot up, and upside down.. The center figure was casting a crucio on a dark haired girl, a tap on the shoulder, and when the DE turned to see who it was, that was rude enough to interrupt him.. he turned right into a fist, which not only broke his mask, it broke his jaw as well. He fell to the ground in pain, and while writhing around, had both his arms broken, and his wand taken away. The hoodied person knelt down to the dark haired girl. "How bad?" The girl shook and twitched as the effects of the Crucio faded.. "nn..nnott too.. bb bad.. " she gasped for air, as her lungs spasmed.. The figure stood, and the hood fell back. Harry. He quickly put the hood back on, and picked up the girl.. Pansy.

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He spoke quietly to her, keeping her calm as he promised to help her and asked that she trust him Shakily she nodded. He held her in his arms and did a quick bit of wandwork, painting a big sign on the wall between the two upside-down-unconscious wizards He then broke all their limbs at the elbows and knees, pelvis and neck, and put a tracking charm IN each. "one more thing." He kicked the now unconscious Malfoy in the crotch and walked away,still carrying the girl, followed by the now floating body of 'the prince of society'.

The alarms were going off in the secret hideaway, Hermione jumped up and ran toward the door, wand at the ready.. Harry appeared into the jump point, carrying a body, and he was followed by a floating body.. apparently he didn't care too much about the floater, because it banged into walls and doors on a regular basis.."Crucio and probably beating.. I don't think she was raped, but I wouldn't put it past them.." he laid her gently on the infirmary worktable.. and turned. He kicked the floater again..

Hermione recognized the white-blond hair as Malfoy.. but not his face, since it was a bloody mess. "Where did you find her?" "These fools had her cornered in the alley behind Priscilla's Cafe' "Fools?" "Flint and Pucey" Hermione nodded in understanding. She gently removed the ripped robe and clothes from Pansy, all the while speaking quietly to her, explaining what she was doing and why.. calming her patient. She was given potions and fed them to Pansy, a bit at a time, anti-crucio, pain relievers, anti-inflammatories, more pain relief.. dreamless sleep.

"Did you find her wand?, she'll want it when she wakes up.." He searched Malfoy, and found it jammed in an inner pocket. He cast a nanny spell and stripped Malfoy of everything but his boxers.. shook out the pockets in a pile.. portkey, moneybag, extra wand, cursed dagger.. He stunned the blond again and threw him into a cell and slammed the door. "Going out, be back in a bit.." "Pick up some Chinese, ok?" "An affirmative nod, and he was gone.

Hermione got up and set the runes for the infirmary, so the time was going at triple rate.. after 6 hours internal time, she reset it to normal..Pansy was just waking up as Hermione was repairing her clothes,

"What's going on, where am I, how did you ..rescue...me....." Realization dawned on her as she looked around.. "Potter..and you..something's different..I don't understand...you look different.." Hermione handed back her wand from the sideboard.. "I cleaned up the blood and dirt, but you may want to wash up.. there's a bath and shower through there.. when you get done, we'll eat and talk.. I sent Harry out for Chinese, I hope you like it.." "The dark haired girl slipped down off the table. "I wouldn't know.. I've never had any.."

"Then you're in for a treat, now go..chop chop.." she scooted the dark haired girl through he bathroom door, handing her the repaired clothes..

Harry stopped by the site of the incident to see Aurors and assorted people milling about. Rita was there in the middle of it all, and a Ministry representative was there with her dictating the ministry line.. she was gleefully writing it down. Bozo, the photographer was trying to get a picture of

the still stuck Death Eaters, and the sign..

"This is what happens when you fuck your sister"

in flashing letters.. Harry spied Odd Lovegood off to the side taking notes.. He slipped over and spoke. "The two fools on the wall are Adrian Pucey and Marcus Flint. They with their esteemed leader in idiocy , Draco Malfoy were out torturing anyone who disagreed with them, and god forbid, defy them.. The torturee's name will be withheld until she can make a statement on her own, suffice it to say, she is a pureblood who chose to defy the scum sucking Half-Blood, Tom Riddle"

Odd Lovegood never glanced at his correspondent, but kept watching the action of aurors trying to pull the severely damaged Death Eaters off the wall. "Got your camera ready? Odd got his camera and focused. He took a before shot of the activities so far. "Say when" "When" Harry released the sticking charm and the Death Eaters, The Aurors, the ladders all fell into a heap on the ground. "I'll want a copy of that one for my album..give it to Luna, she can find me.. " Odd nodded. and looked back over his shoulder, and no one was there.. it was amazing how he got some of these stories.. He was about to head back to his office when the voice hissed again.."For Luna's protection, keep her away from the Weasley family.." and it was gone.

The Quibbler had a different viewpoint of the situation.. Where the prophet had spoken of the scion of Malfoy in Princely terms, The Quibbler spoke the truth.

from The Quibbler:

"Violence and assault

against the innocent"

Yesterday in the alley near Priscilla's

Cafe' a young Pureblood woman was assaulted,She

chose not to reveal her identity, as she is still

healing from her injuries, but she did reveal the

identity of her attackers, and the reason they were

attacking her.

She identified the miscreants as Adrian

Pucey, 18, Marcus Flint, 17, and Draco Malfoy,16..

The Malfoy boy was the leader, and she was

attacked at his command, She was severely beaten,

subjected to Crucio curse and had possibly been raped as

well. Medical Personnel interviewed would not

reveal any other details, but then what parent would

want talk of their daughter bandied about?

The use of the Crucio curse is grounds

for sentencing to Azkaban, now how much will

anyone bet that the younger Malfoy will claim

'Imperious,Imperious, just like his Death Eater

Father did 14 years ago.. along with a nice

campaign contribution to the Fudge reelection

committee.. That is, if the younger Malfoy is to be

found.. The local Ministry Mouthpiece, The Daily

Puppet claimed it was a gang of ruffians who did

the deed, breaking over 80 bones apiece in both

Pucey and Flint.. and someone seems to have taken

away the Prince of Society..From what I can

discern, with interviews with witnesses, it was one,

yes one wizard who tackled these three Death

Eaters.. Oh yes, with the mask, the robe and the

Necromancy based tattoo on their arms..

Recall dear Reader, my other articles on

the steps it takes to receive a Dark Mark. To

become a Death Eater, you must, in a ritual, using

the Killing curse, Cold-bloodedly murder

someone..This isn't something you are forced into,

this club membership is by invitation and wholly

willing. Whoever took Malfoy probably has a better

sense of Justice than our Ministry, and certainly

better than the so-called pillars of society.

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The fallout from the Quibbler Article was such that Harry aided Odd Lovegood in casting the Fidelius on the Quibbler offices..and the Lovegood Home. Pucey and Flint were taken to St. Mungo's, and the Aurors put Magic suppression cuffs on both, and a guard on the door. One morning, shortly thereafter, a mediwitch came into the room for their morning potions regimen and found the two missing, and left in their place, a note. "Death Eaters are not permitted to live."

An investigation showed no one in or out of the room in several hours, and no one could figure out how it was done.

Daily, reports came in of yet another prominent member of society being taken.. The Prophet toned down it's attitude somewhat, but they were still the Ministry mouthpiece. There were diatribes against vigilantism, against the 'mudblood conspiracy' there was a certain rising up of a certain element, but it could hardly be a conspiracy...could it?

Narcissa Black-Malfoy received a letter. She was staying in her rooms with the door locked, staying away from her raging husband, with his ranting on about his Heir, and how the ministry should drop everything and retrieve his precious. She recalled the book she had read when she was young, and smirked, thinking of her useless husband as Gollum. She felt confident because she had a letter from two people. one from her cousin Sirius, who by way of an inheritance promised her an escape route, and the second letter, was quite a bit more shocking. A letter from the current Head of the Family Black, welcoming her to a safe home, to a place where she could sit out the war, free of the fear of her husband and his associates.. the letter came from Harry Potter-Black. The letter offered her son a way out also, but the requirements were too high, and Draco refused outright.. all he had to do was forswear any allegiances with the dark side, and promise, with an oath to not interfere. Draco had already taken the Dark Mark, and he was doomed. There was no way she could save her son.

She took the letter that she had received, and checked the yes box and signed the document.. using a blood quill. The letter folded itself up, just like the memos at the ministry and flew away at a shocking speed.. if it was to be measured, it would have been at the speed of a 30.06 bullet.

Pretty good for a piece of parchment.. well it was magical after all. Shortly thereafter, an elf popped into her private setting room. "Mistress Black" She turned to face the intruder. "Yes..Dobby?" she recognized the elf., except he was ..stronger, taller, and healthier looking.. also his speech, was more articulate and understandable. "Yes, Mistress Black I am Dobby.. I have come to bring you greetings from Lord Black, and offer you a portkey out of here, which will not set off any alarms or warnings.. I recall Lord Malfoy has a few things that are somewhat illegal on this manor..Has young Malfoy considered the offer?" She shook her head sadly. "No, unfortunately he has followed in his father's footsteps..I will be accepting The Lord Black's offer alone.." Dobby nodded "Good, then Please gather your essentials and a few clothes, an overnight bag if you will, a complete new wardrobe will be provided at Anton's of Basel, make sure you have your personal items and icons, for there will be no return to this place.. " He brought out a few trunks and worked quickly as Narcissa pulled out he essentials for an overnight.. Three trunks later, she stood and looked about.

"That's all, Lets go." Dobby snapped his fingers and the trunks were gone. He held out a pure black ring, six inched across. She had seen this once before, when her great grandfather had come to visit.. She touched the ring, and they whirled away into the ether.

Dobby re-appeared and did some quick magic, he drew a line across the door to Narcissa's room, there glowed briefly a thin line, right at neck level.. which then vanished. He nodded in satisfaction and popped away. It was good to be Harry Potter's elf..

Lucius Malfoy was enraged. he was stomping around the manor seeking answers. He cursed any elf he saw, he was looking for an answer, and none were to be found. His Lord Voldemort was angry with him for his son's disobedience. His son, his Heir who went out unauthorized and got himself captured, for what, that useless bint of a girl. the only reason he had set up a betrothal contract was so that he could capture the Parkinson lands and businesses.. He had a plan, he was going to kill off the parents after the contract was finalized and then take the properties and monies from the girl, leaving his son to keep her or kill her at his pleasure.. A tried and true Malfoy method. In fact it was 182 years ago his ancestors had bankrupted and destroyed the Weasley clan, The Malfoy at the time had gained almost 20,000 acres of fine Wiltshire farmland, leaving the Weasley clan with only some small bit of land near Devonshire.

He threw down the scrolls he was trying to read, he had sent out quiet inquires to the Ministry to find out if they had captured Draco.. and received a negative reply.

Narcissa Black soon to be widow of Lucius Malfoy sat in a genteel manner with a tea set arrayed on the table between them. "Lord Black, I must thank you for your generous efforts on my behalf, I sincerely hope you have not troubled yourself too much." Harry placed his teacup on it's saucer and placed the items on the table. "It was my duty, cousin, to free you from an unhappy situation..I could do no less than everything in my power to help you." She smiled graciously at his statement. What, she thought, was the cost..? And here it comes.. "I want to know how far the betrothal between Draco and Pansy has advanced?" Her face remained placid. "The banns were posted, the legalities were signed.. the only thing remaining was the consummation of the marriage." He leaned forward. "So then, legally they are married, on paper, but not magically, correct?" She nodded in agreement. "Good, I just wanted to find out, so when I execute him, she won't suffer any backlash from the deed." he continued. "Pansy's a nice girl, she shouldn't have to suffer for a fool's crimes."

She gulped, and hid the fact behind drinking a sip of her tea. She was not a fool, and this young man wielded some great power, she could feel it. In fact he felt as powerful to her as Dumbledore had, and in a different way, as much as Lucius' half blood master did. "My Lord Black... may I ask why you are going to execute my son, I know he is not your favorite person, but.." "Because he is a Death Eater, he has been branded like a farm animal, the same as your husband has been..

The initiation to be a Death Eater is a cold-blooded murder, on that fact alone, all Death Eaters are now under a death sentence, which I am willing to carry out." He stood. "I am not like Dumbledore, who tries to see the good in a person, I see the person as the evil they have done, and take into consideration the deaths of innocent people who have done nothing more than 'be a filthy mudblood' or Muggle." he paced.

"Those who have taken the Mark are nothing more than vermin to be exterminated. Your husband is one of the worst, and if you had taken the mark and followed in his footsteps, I would execute you without remorse." She trembled at the force of his statement. He paced a bit more. "I need you help and input, Narcissa, you are well versed in the pureblood circles, and in the politics and niceties of that stratum.. I however am the angel of death, reaping where I have to..I will leave those who are innocent of their husbands or parent's actions, but if I find any who are not marked, but are sympathisers, I will kill them without any qualms." "I need you to help me identify those who are innocent, and those who are not.. I need you to help me identify those who need punished, and decide how much they need to be punished.. If I don't have to kill someone, but rather take their money and magic away, that's a plus" A pop. Dobby enters. "The task is done, Master Harry sir," Harry nodded to his friend. "Call Pansy and Hermione to come here please" Dobby popped away, and shortly the two girls entered the room, Harry rose and helped the girls to their seats,and served them tea.

"Pansy, you are free of the taint of Draco Malfoy at your word, now you must decide how you want to go about it.. do you want to inherit the estate of Draco Malfoy, and symbolically do exactly what he was about to do to you, by way of killing your parents, and then yourself?"

Narcissa froze in her seat, not moving, wondering if she had just been set up. Harry looked at her abruptly. "No Cousin Narcissa, you are not about to be killed, If I have anything to say about it, you will live until your old age and die peacefully in your sleep." She let go of her breath, which she had not realized she was holding. Hermione looked over her teacup at Pansy. a message passed. Harry continued. "I will probably just kill Lucius when I see him next, just on general principle, he has abused a family member for too long."

He laid his hand on Narcissa's shoulder. "I will destroy him financially first.. I found in the Black family record, several large loans outstanding between the Line Malfoy and The Line Black..these go back several generations.. in fact, if I am not mistaken, the messages should be arriving at Malfoy Manor just about now.."

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In fact those messages were indeed arriving, via a Gringotts Messenger owl. The owl, being sensible dropped the pouch before the Head of the Malfoy clan and got out as quickly as possible.. This owl had delivered to people like this before and recognized that he was likely to shoot the messenger. Lucius opened the pouch, thinking it was news or a ransom note for his Heir, but it was not to be. The papers in the pouch were each and every one calls for immediate repayment of loans to various people..for the past hundred and fifty years.. all bought up and hoarded by the Line Black.. If all those loans and their accrued interest were to be paid, then Malfoy would not only be bankrupt, he would be

heavily in debt.. Lucius screamed and threw the papers down and stormed off, heading toward the only being left for him to abuse, since he had driven off all the elves..

He threw open the doors and stormed into his wife's sitting room. She was not there, so he strode toward her bedroom. He didn't notice the small bit of magic at neck level, obscuring three feet of Sinclair Molecule chain*, attached to each side of the door. His last sight was his body falling, headless, as his head rolled across the bedroom floor. A bong rang in Harry's sitting room. He strode out the door calling Dobby.

Pansy took a sip of her tea. "So, Narcissa, how does it feel to be free of that oaf? " Narcissa said nothing, since she was quietly convulsing on the couch, when her unloved husband's magical connection was ripped away violently, it seemed to have an effect on her. It wasn't too bad, because their connection wasn't all that tight, for he really didn't love her, he had bought her for the bride price, and to pump out an heir.. She didn't love him, he abused and imperioused her, whenever possible, because it was the only way he could get her to go down on him.

Hermione's Journal 3 August 96

We have spent almost half a year under time dilation..Harry has taken to calling it 'speedtime' a good a name as any. it has only been a few days outside time.. Harry has plans in place to capture Malfoy Sr, as he is currently holding Malfoy Jr in a secure location.. Pansy and I have grown close these past few month. Outside time it has been two days.. I find I am writing letters to my mum at the rate of three a day from her perspective.. I hope she can keep up. We, Harry and I have passed all our NEWT material, and are well into our masteries.. along with the ongoing compilation of history, tracking Dumbledore's manipulations, tracking the laws passed by the corrupt government, so we can go about disbanding and rescinding them.. It seems we, as a couple may end up running the government under martial law for a few years..with a haughty accent 'I hope to be a firm, but benevolent queen'.. In reality, I don't want to do it at all, but someone has to, and soon.. the saying goes, if not me, who, if not now, when?

Harry has a delightfully evil plan cooked up for Malfoy Sr, and it will be completely legal, at least the legal part of the plan.. He is going to use economic warfare, which will destroy Voldemort's financial base..We think we can do the same to Draco, via Pansy, as she is the one who suffered at his hands, and wand.. the illegal part of the plan, well, technically it is unlawful to execute someone without a trial, but, Honestly, these are Death Eaters.. More later, Dobby wants us to come see Harry

Harry's Journal 3 August 96

Well hoop te doo hooray.. Lucius Malfoy had just 'lost his head..' right after he received his official notification of the Blacks calling in 150 years of Malfoy debt.. It was pretty cheap. a lot of families were happy to sell me their debts..I paid top Galleon.. and it was till worth it.. I spent a little over Ten Million Galleons gathering this up, and paid the goblins a 20% collection fee, promising gratification in ten days or less.. I collected over thirty million G from Malfoy, even after the fees.. Of course, it will be easy to collect from his estate, because that comes first, right before his heir, his wife, the grieving beauty, Narcissa Black Malfoy' boohoo.. Cousin Narcissa will get her due one way or another, I will see to it. She is useful to me and she has been through hell to get there.. I will let her live her life the way she wants, within limits.. I WILL be executing Draco soon, as soon as Pansy gets used to the idea. Pansy.. it was only two days ago realtime that I rescued her from her 'betrothed' it has been almost a half a year of her living in speedtime with Hermione and I.. We have grown to be close friends and I will miss her when she is away from us.. maybe I should ask Hermione to consider Pansy as the Lady Black.. could work.

From the journals of Pansy Parkinson

3 august 96

I have seen both Harry and Hermione scribbling away in their Journals, and I asked about it.. they say it helps to order the thoughts and set down problems instead of worrying about them. I need all the help I can get. Half a year ago, almost, or three days ago, depending on what way you look at it.. I was attacked and Harry rescued me, Hermione Healed me, and they have given me a safe place to be.. Hermione has gotten me up to speed on all my studies, helped me with getting better at my magic, and Harry has been awesome in his training me to protect and defend myself.. It will be helpful to my parents and little brother.. I have yet to receive anything from them, but then, for them it has only been two days since I was attacked.. They didn't even know I was attacked until late yesterday. I sent out a letter to them telling them I was free and alright, and they were to hide for a few days, it would be over soon. Harry promised to go to their home and set up a fidelius charm and some other wards to protect them.. he's a good man. He's beginning to grow on me. he is nice, polite, gentle, everything a real man should be.. nothing like the ferret was. Harry says I can place a claim on the estate of Draco Malfoy, since he was the one who was my 'betrothed' and conversely he was theone who attacked me.. I have to think about it.. I really want nothing to do with that useless git, but, I am involved, one way or another.. I just have to decide which way has the better consequences..

Harry acts so Slytherin sometimes.. I was surprised, he told me that the Hat wanted to put him in Slytherin.. it's probably for the best he wasn't , what with Snape hating him so much.. even we Slytherins can see how unfair Snape is to Harry. More later, Harry wants us.. Dobby recruited almost two dozen elves, all cast out of homes, unwanted and abused.. he gave them hope and direction. they looked up to him, literally, because he was the tallest house elf any of them had seen.. he was strong in magic also, since his bonded was Very strong.. his Bonded was Harry Potter, the Chosen one.. and all the elves knew of him. When the group of elves were brought together at one of the properties that Harry owned, he came to speak to them.

"I am looking for Elves who want to be strong, elves who want to be useful, not only to wizards, but to every magical person, be they Centaurs or Giants, be they goblins or faeries.. Every sentient being has rights, and those rights are being trampled on by a few rude and bigoted wizards.."I am destined to be the one who destroys the evil one who calls himself Voldemort, and I need Elves who can rise to the occasion and go beyond what they have been trained to become.. I need elves who can learn to be free, like my friend Dobby, here.. " The elves worried and muttered amongst themselves.. "If you cannot push yourself beyond the role you have been forced into, then I will see to it that any elf who comes to me will be guided to a home where they can work and be loved and appreciated.. there will be no abandoned elves here!" They cheered and jumped up and down, and eventually sorted themselves out, leaving Dobby commanding a group of 12 elfish persons, who were bonded and enhanced in ways that Dobby was. In general, they all grew a bit, and were getting healthier every day.. and all of them began to speak more clearly, without much of an elvish accent at all.. The remaining elves were, as promised, directed to homes where they would not be abused or mistreated..

Harry and Dobby trained the elves in what they expected of them. Sometimes the task was search and retrieve sometimes it was planting explosives, sometimes it was basic surveillance. All of it was useful and in the end, necessary.. Harry became the biggest employer of elves outside of Hogwarts and was revered throughout the elven civilization.. they even began to respect 'She who must not knit' once the mistress understood their culture.. it would be sometime in the future that a well regarded book would be written, published and studied by anthropologists for generations to come. The book was entitled:

"A Study of the House Elf Culture, Before and After the Revolution

by Lady Hermione Potter in collaboration with Dobby Potter."

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The Daily Prophet

August 3, 1996

Yesterday evening a horrendous explosion

destroyed the beautiful and stately Malfoy

Manor. There is no indication as to why the

manor exploded, and there is also no

knowledge as to who was responsible for the

blast.

"This looks like the work of muggle

terrorists attacking this fine pureblood

family home.."

a upper echelon Ministry official has stated.

The status of the Malfoys themselves is as

yet unknown.

On a related note, there was some

indication of some financial crisis between

the Malfoy clan and Gringotts.

Gringotts officials stated that the business

was between the

Ancient and Noble House of Black and the

lesser House of Malfoy

Apparently there was a collection of

outstanding debts involved

and it had no bearing on the living or nonliving

status of any Malfoy.

There still has been no ransom note or claim

about the missing

Malfoy heir. This reporter will keep our

faithful readers updated

as news comes in.

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The Daily Prophet

August 3, 1996

He who-must not be named attacks!

Another attack came late today

when the supposedly returned

Dark Lord came to a village in

Devon County The home of

Amos Diggory was attacked

and there were no survivors.

Amos Diggory was a Ministry

head and well liked by many people

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore spoke

sadly of his old friend. "Amos was a good

man, a supporter of the light

and was still suffering from the loss

of his son Cedric two years ago.

He and his wife, Estelle will be sorely

missed."

The Headmaster went on to

reiterate his warning that the people

should work together toward the common

good and fight the darkness that is

( he said the name of he-who must not-be

named here) He went on to speak about

the hopes for the coming year.

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Dobby's army of elves were quickly and quietly deployed to Malfoy manor.. their instructions were to gather anything of immediate value, gold, money, anything that could be used in the war effort. They were also to gather any and all dark artifacts they found and deposit them in a secure holding facility that Harry owned.

The facility was a fireproof, bonded warehouse liberally warded with runic wards engraves in the concrete of the walls. Inside it was huge, 200' by 600' and lit by yellowish bright lights. Every dark artifact coming in was cataloged, and examined, the magic was drained out and the artifacts, if valuable were thrown into a pot to be melted down, if not, they were destroyed.. A particular watch was for soul items.. Soul magic is bad magic, and every thing was handled from a distance, with waldos No elf or human was permitted to have actual physical contact with an item.. The haul from Malfoy manor was rather large. A great many lives were saved by this one action.. The Malfoy Manor elves, those that survived were invited to join Dobby's army, a few did, the others were referred, as before. Dobby made sure to collect the former Head's head for his friend's growing collection.

The evening's action was the template for the activities of the future.. The persons in the target were evacuated or terminated, the place was stripped of anything useful and the building was demolished, and burned if possible, leaving as little as possible. The elves were becoming Artists with C-4.

August waned, Every day there was another explosion and missing persons.. and whn the bodies were found, IF the bodies were found, they were headless, as a rule.. Someone was collecting heads. The Ministry was in an uproar, The Aurors were helpless, it seemed that there was someone just one step ahead of them on every situation.. it was like there was someone sitting in on every briefing and whispered conversation. Privately Amelia Bones was ecstatic, The Death Eaters that had bought their way out of Azkaban the last time were now being captured and executed.. Amelia knew that they were guilty.. Their vaults were being emptied by various means.. between debts being called in, and fines being levied by the goblins for various crimes against the Goblin nation.. the Ministry dared not interfere with the Goblins. for fear of another Goblin revolt, The Ministry finally realized that the economy was entirely in the hands of a race that hated them..

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Harry's Journal 17 August 96

I have studied this magic for a long, long time.. We have been under speedtime for 18 months now, with momentary dips into realtime.. We have not aged one day, as far as I can tell.. The girls are loving this, being able to get through school and their masteries without getting stress lines or wrinkles.. I love magic...I have discerned that the reason my great to the nth grandfather built his shop/lab/ library here, is that there are not one, not two, but THREE ley lines crossing here.. and That, is why the Veil was placed here, because the veil is a dimensional portal.. the only other place in the UK one could be built is at Hogwarts.. The Reason Hogwarts was not built right here in the middle of London is because, My many great grandfather already owned the land here, and wouldn't sell it to his cousin Godric.. he did sell Godric a small bit in Scotland though.. where Hogwarts is built.. small world, eh?. Back to the veil.. There is a small possibility that the Veil is not a door into the afterlife.. but a part of a transport system, possibly an interplanetary or even interstellar transport system.. I have

made up survival kits and thrown them through the veil, with rations, weapons, wands, anything I could think of.. on the off chance that Sirius is still; alive on the other side..Luna said she could hear the voices on the other side.. after all this is over, I am going to invite her to come and study with us..

On a completely different subject.. there is a room. From our side it is an empty room. From the DOM side the ministry side, it's a room that is always locked.. I waited one day until there were some people in the area nearby and I dressed in my Unspeakable robe.. It conceals my identity, and voice.. no one can even tell I if I am male or female, it's that good. I opened the door and stuck my head out. Scared the shite out of those guys, the supposedly unflappable Unspeakables of the DoM.. After I closed the door, I laughed my ass off. I opened it again an hour later, and all they could see was 'it's full of stars' like that Kubrick movie..I walked out of the darkness, across the stars, and entered the Ministry side of the facility. I called for a meeting of all the Unspeakables. They tripped over themselves getting into the room. I called them on their behavior, I had watched recordings of their actions for the last fifty years, and I called out several individuals on their specific actions.. so they KNEW I was Stealth..yes, I resumed under my father's name.. I'm like the Dread Pirate Roberts.. anyway I told them all, including Neville's uncle, Algie Croaker, that this department was gonna shape up.. or head would roll. A case in point.. I accio'd Rookwood, who was standing in the back smirking. I stripped him of his robes, threw him up against the wall with a sticking charm, and poured Veritaserum down his throat, and made him confess to being a Death Eater, made him confess to letting in the Deez that were there in June, made him confess the names of every Death eater he was aware of, their home address, any knowledge of their crimes.. I made him confess to the killing of Edgar Bones.. Amelia will like that. And when I was done with him, I took his head. I will admit, I did a Snape.. While he was confessing the names and information about his fellow Deez, I snapped at the gathered.. in a perfect Snape SneerTM

"Well, why aren't you taking notes?" The scrabbling for parchment was glorious. I now understand the viewpoint of his greasiness.. I took Rookwoods' head and silently walked away with the head bobbing along behind me like a balloon. They were aghast, speechless. I went through the door, and it closed silently behind me.. I did note, however, that Percy Weasley was carefully taking notes and observing as I worked.. I knew it was Percy, because I have the special robe, the one that cansee through the concealment charms of every other Unspeakable.. so I know who every one of them is, by sight..heh heh heh the opportunities..I made a memory of the confession, as I do of every confession and forwarded it to Amelia.. It will be a nice closure for her and Susan.. They're good people.

From the journals of Pansy Parkinson

15 august 96

Harry has been spending a huge amount of speedtime in training.. Hermione and I have been moseying a long at 'normal speed, studying and building up our strength and stamina, and also working on the different support scenarios that Harry has designed.. the one we are working on today is the 'in plain sight' setup.. where he has to take someone out in public, but doesn't want to be seen.. He has predicted that Snape will try and take points before we even get to the castle steps on Sept 1st.. We have rehearsed this scenario,, where Mi and I set up a heavy 'notice me not charm, as well as a antiportkey and app charm in three seconds or less.. I will be glad to see this capture come to pass, since Snape is responsible for the 'rape the girls' attitude.. must be his Death Eater training.. on that subject.. the attitude. I suffered from the useless git while his punk followers held me down.. the fucker couldn't even get it up without a charm.. maybe if I had wool and baaa'd.. I don't wan t another male to ever touch me again.. I will do what I have to in order for this to happen.. If I WERE to allow a male to touch me, it would be only one, and his name is Harry..I love him almost as much as Hermione does, but I can't bring myself to... let him touch me..I'm scared, Hermione holds me and I cry and she cries and we.... (this portion scribbled out)

We need to go back into training.. later.

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end Chapter 2

Bring to Order

Tim W

*Sinclair Molecule chain is a product of the imagination of Larry Niven.

The wardrobe bracelets that 'Anton of Basel' sells are the product of

Jackalman, who wrote, and seemingly abandoned the story

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added A/N re-edited to fix a few continuity errors, and the dreaded formatting complaints.

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