Chapter 4.

They landed in the Headmistress' office to see Harry bickering with Hermione in a fury. They heard snip-bits of the conversation, things such as; 'You had no right!' and 'that was totally uncalled for!' these of course, came from Harry. Hermione merely ignored him and turned to her husband, 'we have to go,' she stated firmly.

The 7 laughed at the golden trio's antics, watching as Harry and Ron grumbled about speeches as they are dragged out by the sleeves of their robes. Minerva shook her head fondly, 'they are a great bunch of wizards,' she told them, looking at Lily and James she added, 'you should be very proud of your son, he has seen and done things that 10 wizards will never do between them, and he's only 20,' she turned and walked out the door, only to come back when she realised nobody was following her, 'Are you coming? Or are you too enthralled by my office?' she said sarcastically.

They all looked at her, shocked into silence, it was, of course, Sirius that broke it, grinning he said 'Minnie, my dear, is that sarcasm I detect?'

Minerva glared at him, causing Sirius to wink cheekily at her, she sighed 'Are you coming?' she demanded.

It was Sirius who answered again, 'one, Minnie, we are supposed to be dead. And two, I am an escaped convict,'

James and Lily's heads snapped towards him, 'what!?' James exclaimed.

'Your son will get to that, Mr Potter. As for you Mr Black, your name has been cleared.'

Sirius beamed, 'Well then, Minerva darling, lead the way!'

By the time they got outside Harry was halfway through his speech, they heard it from the entrance hall, due to his magically altered voice, as they walked to the memorial site. '-they were brave. They fought to protect our world and you should be proud of them. I owe not only my own life to these people, but my families also.

'and I'm sorry, I know Hermiones going to give out to me later for bringing this up, but I have too. It's my fault that all of this happened. I am the reason you lost the people you care about, but I cannot apologise enough for that-'

Back by the entrance hall, McGonagall was looking horrified at Harry, 'I thought he was over this,' she muttered, before magically enhancing her voice, 'Mr Potter, none of this was your fault,' her voice boomed around the grounds. She stepped out onto the steps, Harry smiled sadly at her, 'Alas, Minerva, it is.' And before she could argue he stepped off the platform. He smiled at her, 'Do it then Professor,' and he returned his voice to normal.

McGonagall sighed in exasperation before saying, 'Today, we discovered something that we believed not possible. Upon walking on the grounds, I came across the bodies 7 people who had passed between the first and second wizard wars. Only they were not dead as they were supposed to be, everybody, please welcome: James and Lily Potter, Remus and Nymphadora Lupin, Sirius Black, Albus Dumbledore and-' she paused for a beat before saying, 'Fred Weasley, where are you?'

The other six came out from the entrance hall, while a red headed man came running from the direction of the forbidden forest. 'Mr Weasley it's called the forbidden forest for a reason!' she said in exasperation.

He grinned cheekily at her, 'when have we listened, Professor?'

'Never!' his twin declared.

'Mr Weasley, you are interrupting me!' McGonagall snapped.

'Sorry Professor!' Fred said, walking away.

McGonagall groaned, much to the amusement of the surrounding people. 'I meant your brother, Mr Weasley!'

Fred grinned cheekily and walked back to his old Professor, who sighed while trying to hide a grin. 'As I was saying before I was interrupted,' she shot a glare to the twins, 'I ask you to leave these people to their families, as you know, they have had enough stress to last them a lifetime, thank you.'

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