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Albus Dumbledore was not a man who was easily worried. But seeing one of his favourite pupils go back to Hogwarts with life-threatening injuries gave the man so much worry and sorrow. Moments ago, he saw Harry defeat Voldemort. Something Dumbledore always knew Harry would do. Hearing someone call him, he turned around and faced the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.

"Dumbledore! How… what… I don't understand," Fudge stated weakly. Dumbledore sighed and looked around. He saw Aurors surrounding Voldemorts body, and Aurors walking down to the Department of Mysteries to retrieve the captured death eaters. Bellatrixs body was moved next to Voldemorts.

"The reason you don't understand is quite simply your own fault!" Dumbledore stated angrily. "All this shouldn't have happened! This rest solely on your hands!"

To say Fudge was annoyed was an understatement. "Now, look here Dumbledore! You can't talk to me like that! I'm the minister of magic, you can't go shouting at me like that! I ought to have you arrested!"

"Don't give me that Cornelius! If you had listened to me and Harry back in June, all of this could have been avoided; instead you decide to label us insane and attention seeking in a bid to save your minister role! But after today, I can't see you keeping it after death eaters and Voldemort himself broke into the Ministry.

"You have been blinded by the power that your office can give you! You should have listened to reason. I'm sorry Cornelius, I cannot help you, you have dug yourself a grave you have no hope of getting out off." With a pat to Fudge's shoulder, Dumbledore walked away, leaving the soon to be ex-minister of magic to wonder where it had all gone wrong.

While Dumbledore was talking to Fudge, Amelia Bones, head of the DMLE led a group of aurors down to the Department of Mysteries to round up the captured death eaters. In that group, were Tonks and Kingsley Shacklebolt. Amelia requested these two, because they were part of the group that fought the death eaters head on.

"Do you know who it is has been caught down here Shack?" Amelia inquired, wanting to know just how many death eaters had been caught.

"At least twelve have been caught Amelia, the weird thing was, at one point, they all collapsed, holding their arms. At the time, I couldn't understand why, but now I do." Kingsley replied in his deep tone.

"Yeah, we all owe Harry for what he has done. To have fought the darkest wizard in decades and come out on top is a miracle!" Tonks piped in.

"At a price though. I don't think I've ever seen Dumbledore so worried than I did when he saw what injuries Mr Potter has picked up from this. I will have to pay him a visit when he gets better." Amelia knew just how deadly Voldemort was. She had seen the devastation he caused up close during the first wizarding war. "Where are they being held Tonks?" She asked off the captured death eaters.

"In the death Chamber, Alastor offered to keep an eye on them." They rounded the corner and entered the chamber. The death eaters were sitting in the middle of the room near the veil, bounded in thick ropes. Next to them Alastor Moody stood, wand trained on them, in case any of them broke free.

"Amelia, bout time you got here! This lot need to be shipped off to Ministry holding as soon as possible. What if one of them escaped and attacked people? Can never be too careful when you're dealing with death eaters." Moody snapped.

"Sorry Alastor, had to deal with the fallout upstairs. Ok you lot!" Amelia shouted at the aurors, "take this pile of scum to the holding cells, I'm sure they're wanting to get to their luxury cells at Azkaban."

"Bah, lock us up, but we'll run free again soon, and when we do, we will continue our masters work!" one of the death eaters sneered at Amelia which she noted was Lucius Malfoy. Instead off retaliating, she turned and looked around at the devastation that surrounded her. Broken bits of rock, blood smeered on the walls, one hell of a fight happened here, and she was just glad no-one was too seriously hurt.

"Madam Bone, quickly over here!" Amelia turned quickly and rushed over to where Shacklebolt was with a prisoner.

"What's the problem Shack?" She asked off the tall auror who was looking at the death eater with disdain. Shacklebolt didn't reply, instead pulled off the death eaters hood. Amelia's eyes grew to the size of saucepans. "I think Dumbledore needs to see this."

Poppy Pomfrey was tired. She was up all night after hearing about the battle happening at the Department of Mysteries, and stayed alert for the first sign of someone entering who needs medical assistance. About two hours after hearing the news, a noise made her look up. She could tell who it was. It was Sirius Black and Remus Lupin, with the school children who had gone to the Department of Mysteries. Upon further observation, she saw Sirius clinging on to someone. Someone with black mess hair, and a lightning bolt scar above their head.

As soon as Poppy saw this, she sprung into action, rushing over to them, silently bringing medical gear over with her.

"Poppy, please help him, his cuts won't stop bleeding!" Sirius all but begged the medi-witch who walked over to them wand at the ready.

"Put him over here quickly." She led him over to Harry's official bed in the hospital wing and started to work on him as soon as he hit the bed. "I need you to back up and let me work. I can't do this if you're going to crowd me!" Sirius waved everyone back, knowing that Madam Pomfrey needed to do some serious work to save his godson.

Sirius looked around in a daze. The last half hour have been the worst in his life. He just witnessed the only family he had, bar Remus, go head to head with Voldemort and come out with serious injury. He knew that if Voldemort wasn't already dead, he would kill him himself for what he has put Harry through the last 15 years. He was so caught up in it all, that he didn't notice Hermione come up next to him.

"Sirius?" No answer. "Sirius?" Slowly, he turns to look at her, seeing the red eyes and tear marks that run down her face. "Please tell me he's going to be OK. I don't want to lose him. He's my best friend." Sirius didn't say anything. Instead he wrapped his arms around her and held her as she cried for her friend on the verge of death.

Approximately two hours later, Madam Pomfrey came out, looking grim. "I've done all I can. I've gave him blood-replenishing potion and tried to heal the cuts, but they won't fully close. I've know someone who has seen something like this though. He should be able to help."

Sirius at once jumped at the chance at someone saving his godson. "Great! Who is it? Can they get here right now?"

"I think she is referring to me, Black," a sneer sounded from behind him. Sirius whirled around, and came face to face with Severus Snape.

Sirius went from frantic to angry in a matter of seconds." You? You think you can just walk here and help him? Why you? Why not someone else?" he demanded of the man he despised.

"I think the answer should be obvious, even for your tiny mind to understand." Snape's expression didn't change. "Regardless of what you may think, I don't hate the boy enough to just stand by and not do anything. I know the counter curse to the spell the dark lord put on him. He should be fine, but he won't be if you don't get out of my way!" Reluctantly, Sirius stepped aside, but before Snape could take two steps forward, Sirius took hold of his arm.

"If I find out you've harmed him in any way, I will kill you." Without another word, Snape wrestled free of Sirius's grasp and continued towards the hospital wing.

Sirius sat back down and put his head in his hands. Next thing he knew, he was being shaken by Remus.

"Padfoot, Snape just left, Harry's going to be fine. Poppy thinks he's going to wake up tomorrow." Sirus's entire face lit up with happiness and gave Remus a hug of sheer delight.

Footsteps coming down the corridor alerted Sirius of company and stood to see who it was. He certainly didn't expect to see Dumbledore and Amelia Bones rushing down the corridor towards him. Remus took a protective stance in front of him, as did Ron, Hermione and Ginny. Neville and Luna stood to the side, unsure of what was happening.

"How's Harry?" Dumbledore asked as soon as he was in range of them, worry etched on his face and his signature twinkle non-existent in his eye.

"He will be ok, Severus has just been to see him, Poppy thinks he will wake up tomorrow morning at the earliest." Remus explained, Dumbledore's face brightened up exceptionally from hearing that. "But please don't even think about taking Sirius anywhere!"

Dumbledore and Amelia looked at each other. Amelia stepped forward and held out a piece of parchment. "Mr Black, this is for you. It's a summons to a trial so we can find out the truth of what happened fifteen years ago."

To say Sirius was shocked was an understatement. Dumbledore had a smile on his face as he gave Sirius the second best news he heard within the last five minutes.

"Sirius, we've captured Peter Pettigrew!"

And I think I will leave it there. I know some of you were hoping for longer chapters, but I'm working up to that, so at the moment, each chapter will be between 1,500-2,000 words long. Big thanks to everyone who reviewed. Again, please leave reviews for me, still got a lot to learn. Thanks!

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