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"How's he doing?" Wyatt looked up at his mother standing in the doorway to Harry's bedroom at Sirius's home, then back down at the man laying in his arms, having cried himself to sleep. Harry had taken the news of his miscarriage hard, just as they knew he would, but he didn't regret telling him, knowing that Harry would have taken it even worse if he found out on his own. They hadn't even realized wizards could get pregnant, but they had talked about adoption, so Wyatt knew just how much Harry wanted a child. It made him want to find whoever did this to his love and run them through with Excalibur.

"About as well as can be expected. How's Ron?" The redhead had taken it just as bad as Harry had, and he and Melinda were currently occupying Ron's old bedroom. It didn't matter to either man that the child was not planed, or even conceived with their permission. All that mattered to them was that their child had been taken from them, and the two needed time to mourn it.

"About the same, and if I ever get my hands within firing range of that little bitch..." He smiled at his mom, knowing she was just as angry as the rest of the family, "It's not too late to tell the wizards to go screw themselves."

"We can't let other peoples children suffer for the mistakes of the adults meant to protect them." Harry's voice shocked them, both having thought he was asleep.

"Babe, we're talking about something more than just mistakes, these people brutalized you, all because some little bitch didn't want to give up the good life." Wyatt tried to reason with his boyfriend, but Harry turned pleading eyes on him.

"That doesn't make those children any less innocent." Harry reasoned, "Look, I know what that world did to me, I live with the affects every day, but that doesn't mean innocent children have to suffer."

"Fine, but we just protect the children." Wyatt grumbled as he crossed his arms over his chest, pouting as he conceded defeat.

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It was dinner time in the great hall when the Halliwells arrived in pink beams and swirling blue lights. Albus had known they were coming, but had not been expecting to see Harry with them, who was front and center of the group, Danny perched happily in his lap. "I honestly didn't think it was possible to shock the almighty Albus Dumbledore." Sirius voice rang through the shocked silence, followed by Ron and Harry's laughter.

"Harry my boy, we were not expecting you. I mean, I had hoped...but, well..." Albus stuttered, unable to get through his shock.

"It's good to see you again Albus." Harry said with a smile, which the old man returned getting over his shock. Harry had been pardoned earlier in the week, and a warrant issued for Ginny's arrest. The redheaded woman had fled the Weasley home before aurors had come for her, and had gone into hiding.

Hermione had stuck around to face her punishment, but had testified under vertiserum that she had only meant to supply the condom, and then was forced by Ginny to preform the spell to transfer the fetus. Apparently Ginny had threatened Ron and Harry's lives if she didn't do it. However, it wasn't until Ginny threatened to preform the spell herself that Hermione agreed to step in. Her hope had been that if she studied the spell enough she could preform it without losing the baby.

Neither Ron or Harry believed a word she said, but that didn't matter, as she still got off with a slap on the wrist. Apparently Fudge thought giving a war hero a pardon would win him favor with the wizarding public, and shockingly enough it seemed to work, as the man still held his job.

"Minister, you look as if you swallowed a rotten lemon." Harry addressed the portly man, even if most of his bravado was faked, and the final assault fresh in his mind. He was honestly suprised to see the man there, knowing the Halliwells had been perfectly clear when they said they would only be protecting the school.

"Yes...Well...Mr Potter, it is a pleasant suprise to see you here." The man appeared to be anything but pleased, but then, Harry also knew the man had known the aurors were going to leave him for dead, so hadn't expected him to still be alive. He seemed to get even more uncomfortable when the whispers broke out at his mention of Harry's name.

"Wont you all join us, you must be hungry from your trip." Albus cut in before the tension became unbearable. With a wave of his hand the head table elongated, and place settings appeared on each end.

Piper looked less than pleased at the family splitting up, but was quick to herd her husband, children, children's significant others, grandchild, and Sirius to the end farthest from the minister, leaving Paige and Phoebe to deal with the vial man.

"Hold on tight Danny." Harry instructed when he saw Wyatt and Ron bend down to grab the sides of his chair, so they could carry it up the few steps that lead up to the head table, while the childe squealed in delight. He could have levitated it himself, but Ron had pointed out the benefits of keeping just how powerful he truly was a secret. Better to have people underestimate him because of his limited mobility, than looking into ways to use it to their advantage.

He ended up sitting between Sirius and Wyatt, at the end of the table. He could see Fudge speaking with Paige at the other table, and figured he was trying talk the woman into convincing her sisters and their families into protecting the entire wizarding world, and not just the school. Little did the man know they had already come up with a way to ensure that the children of the wizarding world were protected and not just the students of the school, they would just have to run it by Albus first.

Harry tried to ignore the stares he was getting from the students, but it was hard to shut them and the whispers out. They only seemed to grow louder when Wyatt put his arm around Harry while leaning over him to talk to Sirius. "Word really does travel fast here doesn't it?" He turned at the sound of Bianca's voice, and found her leaning over Wyatt to talk with him. He knew she was talking about the fact that no one was calling for his head meant that she thought they knew he was innocent, though Harry was sure they just didn't know who he really was. There weren't many who had seen him at the end of his stay in prison, so not many would recognize him, nor expect the "Great Harry Potter" to be some helpless cripple.

"Or they are just marveling at the fact that a group of people just appeared out of thin air within Hogwarts, something we're all taught to believe is impossible." Harry grinned at the woman. "It doesn't help that they are all seeing magic they never knew existed." Bianca smiled back at him, but their conversation was cut off a voice at the other end of the table.

"I believe we should get on with this meeting Headmaster, some of us have places to be." Fudge was standing, up at the other end of the head table, and Harry placed a calming hand on his boyfriend's arm when it was clear the man was going to respond.

"Very well, best to get this over with." Dumbledore gave a resigned sigh, and Harry wondered just how bad things had gotten since he'd been arrested. He knew Albus hadn't been able to help prove him innocent because of a threat to remove him as headmaster of the school. Harry was well aware that the man was the students', mainly the muggleborns', last defense from the Purebloods' ambitious schemes, and Harry feared what would happen if he were removed. "I'm sure one of you can help Mr. Potter get up to my office."

Wyatt nodded, standing up to get ready to orb Harry up to the headmaster's office, when Fudge spoke up again, "I believe if Mr. Potter wants to be a part of this conversation he can make the trip up to your office with the rest of us." Fudge sneered at him, and Harry fought the urge to shirk back from him. He thought he'd hid his reaction well, but Wyatt's hand closing around his own told him that his boyfriend had at least noticed his fear.

Wyatt was the only one who knew that he'd been raped regularly while in prison, though he was sure Ron and Sirius suspected, as he wanted the man to know what he was getting into before they had started a relationship. At the time he thought he would never be able to handle an intimate relationship with the man, and he thought Wyatt should be aware of that. He had been seeing a therapist for five months when they started dating, but he just hadn't felt like he'd made any progress toward being what he considered normal again. Then Wyatt asked him out on a date...every day...for a month...continuing to ask every time Harry turned him down, until Harry agreed to a date. After two months of dating Harry found himself truly committing to his therapy, wanting to get better and have a normal relationship with the man, and though the two would never admit it to anyone, they took their relationship to the next level the night of Ron and Melinda's wedding...three weeks ago.

"That'll be a little difficult for him, after all, he's not in that chair because he got tired of walking." Sirius all but spit at the man, reaching for his wand, and Harry wasn't surprised to see the Minister take a step back. "You wouldn't happen to know how he got there would you." Fudge blustered a bit, and Harry shot Wyatt a pleading look, hoping the man would break up the fight before it started, as he didn't want his godfather to go to prison for attacking the minister.

"Enough of this fighting, I'll carry him and Sirius can shrink his chair." Not what Harry had in mind, as he was sure his boyfriend didn't realized just how far they would have to travel.

He was about to argue, when someone else stepped in, "I can carry you 'Arry if you don't mind." Hagrid appeared right behind Wyatt's left shoulder, and the blond turned and Harry had to fight back a laugh as he watched Wyatt slowly check out the half giant.

"That would be great Hagrid, but only as long as you don't mind." He smiled at his old friend, glad to see no judgement in the man's eyes.

"Course I don' mind, been sayin all along that you attacking Ron's little sister was hogwash, but no one cared to listen to me." Hagrid tried to take a step forward, but Wyatt refused to budge.

"He's fine Wyatt, I would trust Hagrid with my life, in fact, I have a few times." He smiled up at his blond, but the man didn't look convinced, "Really, it's a long trek to Dumbledore's office, with a lot of stairs. I promise, Hagrid would never hurt me." He could see the blond wasn't convinced, but he stepped aside, knowing that if Harry thought he'd have trouble carrying him the distance than he probably would. Harry knew his boyfriend was strong, and had it just been carrying him through one of the houses back home he wouldn't have worried to much about it.

Wyatt stepped aside, and Harry unbuckled the belt that kept him in his chair, before allowing the man to pick him up. "Drop him and I'll make you wish you were never born." Harry couldn't help but look at his boyfriend in shock, he was used to Wyatt being protective, but lately he'd been more so than normal, and it was baffling the whole family.

They all waited while Sirius waved his wand over the chair to shrink it and put it in his pocket, "Ok, minister, we all seem to be ready now...though your lack of paitience may have just hurt your case more than helped it. I'm pretty sure you're going to find those of us here are going to be less than willing to help you protect the wizarding world as a whole and will stick to just the school." Sirius informed the man with a dark look, and held his arm out instructing the man to lead the way.