Peter got up and thanked god that it was a weekend, the continuous monotony of the school was getting to him, and he was getting sick and tired of it all. The worst part of it in his opinion was that it was only the first week. He figured after training he would do something fun like work with the twins on a prank, or two maybe get his chemistry gear out and make some homemade stink bombs, work on his webbing formula/potion mixture. They also needed to get around to teaching Harry the basics of mental defense today as well. He got up and changed clothes, his eyes widened slightly when he saw that Harry was already gone, he briefly wondered where it was that the boy had disappeared to before he dismissed it. As long as he showed up for training Peter could care less, the guy was finally starting to put on some speed in his workouts. Peter walked downstairs just in time to see Harry walking out the door. "Hey Harry, be sure you make it down for some working out!" Peter called out at him as the wall closed, he heard a muffled reply and presumed that he had been heard. He cast an anxious glance up at the stairway that led to the girl's rooms, and wondered how badly he would get hurt if he did make it up the stairs. He shook his head at that, Kitty was already mad at him for some reason or other, making her even more mad at him was not something that he really wanted to do right now, the bruises he was getting during training when he sparred against her were enough thank you very much.

While others were just beginning to wander downstairs for breakfast the American duo and the Gryffindor trio were making their way outside and began their run, as they were finishing up they were surprised to see that Umbridge was watching them from the main doors. Since they were some of the few people actually outside and the only ones currently out by the lake.

"Why do you think she is watching us so intently?" Harry asked worriedly.

Hermione looked up at the woman before turning to her friend. "I think that she is trying to understand all of us better, especially you, so that she can find ways to make your life more difficult."

"Well there ain't much she can do to make this more difficult." Ron said between huffs and puffs.

"Don't count on it." Peter said as he helped the redhead with some water. "The woman looks like she could find a way for laughing to be a problem if she wants to give you grief." Peter said to them.

They made their way to the Qudditch Pitch/Field, and while Peter and Kitty were going through some practice thrusts Hermione nodded toward a group of owls heading their way. "Ooh, it looks like we're getting a delivery." She said pointing toward the owls. Three owls each carried one of the packages; they gracefully landed in front of Harry and Hermione. The two eagerly slit the packages open, and grinned as they saw the wooden practice swords that were inside.

Kitty nodded at the training weapons the two now carried in their hands. "So Ron, have you picked out a style of sword yet?" She asked the red head curiously.

"Um well, actually I'm thinking of not doing the whole sword fighting thing. I mean seriously, when am I ever going to need to use a sword?" He reasoned at them.

"Who cares?" Peter asked with a grin. "Having a physical hobby might be fun, besides what if you run across something that's resistant to magic what are you going to do then?"

"Levitating charm." The boy answered without hesitating.

"A levitating charm?" Peter asked him incredulously. "Isn't that like a 1st year spell or something?"

"Yeah but it works." The red head said with a goofy grin. "You should have seen the face on that troll! He didn't know what had hit him."

"If you say so, just remember not everything is going to wait for the laws of gravity to work on what you're holding over their heads." Kitty said, "I mean there is this book about what to do in the case of that problem."

"Really what is it called?"

"How to Dodge by Speedy Gonzales fastest mouse in all of Mexico and Road Runner." Peter said with a grin, as he looked at the raised muggle members of the group who groaned in disbelief of the bad joke. "C'mon, we need to get you started on sword training. And Ron remember that the offer for training stays open all the time, of course if you wait long enough maybe one of them will be teaching you while Kitty teaches me how to use a staff."

"Why do you need to learn about staffs and swords?"

"Simple, Kitty and Kurt wouldn't take no for an answer on learning how to use a sword, and our wands turn into staffs making it essential that we add staffs into my training and since Kitty is one of the best ninja experts for her age and probably the best unarmed fighter at this school, it just makes sense to have her teach me." Peter explained to the redhead who nodded in acceptance. The group continued their training though Peter and Kitty cut it short since Umbridge insisted on watching them with a calculating stare.


The group met back downstairs in the great hall after they had gotten cleaned up. The group then sat down and ate Hermione paid an owl for bringing her a paper and buried herself in it she was only in it for a moment when she cried out. "Wait a moment! Oh no … Sirus!"

"What happened?" Harry asked frantically, ripping half of the newspaper away from Hermione who was now stuck holding one half. Had the article they were reading not be so troubling it might have been amusing.

"The Ministry of Magic has received a tip off from a reliable source that Sirus Black notorious mass murder… blah, blah, blah. . .is currently hiding in London!"

"Grab the paper and lets go elsewhere." Peter hissed at the two of them. "You continue to focus on that article your going to look a bit suspicious." The two nodded and grabbed a stack of toast and headed for the doors ignoring the penetrating gaze that Umbridge sent them and the smug smirk that Malfoy was directing at them.

"Well?" Ron asked, once they were all inside a spare classroom.

"It's a bunch of the usual rubbish." Hermione said as she handed Harry the article having read it on the way down there.

"We're going to need to send a counter argument into this." Peter said, "doesn't the Quibbler paint Sirus in a halfway decent picture?"

"Yes why?" Hermione asked, rolling her eyes in distaste while Harry and Ron looked down at another article.

"Just thinking for the moment. Getting an opinion that opposes the Ministry out is going to be rather difficult because of the stranglehold the Ministry has on the Prophet. The fact that the most read newspaper is a tabloid is enough to make a person want to throw up though." Peter grumbled, unaware how close he was to actually sounding like Jameson at the moment. "Kitty, get Brian to make a statement about Sirus in his work clothes, it might get some of the public's opinion on our side. Not sure if it will affect the Magical community, but this will allow people that live in the regular world not to worry so much about him and question the ethics of government as well forcing the Prime Minister to do something about what's going on it also might make the muggleborn's parents who are aware that Sirus is a wizard escapee ask there kids what's going on giving us plausible deniability."

"Right," Kitty said, "he'll be sure to leave a comment for someone to hear."

"Good," Peter said as he listened as the trio theorized about traps and such over some unknown Wizard politics because of the capture of some Order member. "Don't get to wrapped up in those plots guys, just because its possible doesn't mean it happened. There may be other reasons, or he could have even been running from a Death Eater scouting party and ran into the law. Haven't you ever run from one thing and ended up face to face with something almost as bad?"

"Not that I can think of." Ron said.

"Really?" Hermione said arching her eyebrow at the redhead. "Honestly, have you already forgotten how we met Fluffy then Ron?"

"Oh yeah," the red head said his ears glowing in embarrassment.

"Right, enough with worrying about stuff that we can't do anything about." Peter said rubbing his hands together. "Now, we have homework and fun planned for today, I say a couple hours of teaching me to play Quidditch, and then you guys have to come down and study a bit with all of your homework papers, sound like a plan?"

"And if you say no, and just plan on playing all day none of us will help either of you for this weekends load that we have." Hermione threatened her friends.

"We won't?" Peter asked with surprise.

"We won't." The two girls said with deadly glints in their eyes.

Kitty looked at Peter carefully. "Think of it this way Peter, if you want a chance of not hurting during our sparring practices for the next few days you will not be helping them with their homework or doing it for them."

Peter looked at the two sorrowfully. "Sorry guys, but your on your own, at least Harry has some of his stuff done already though thanks to Umbridge keeping you up so late though." Peter said with a grin.

"Whipped." Ron coughed out.

"She hasn't promised you two mild pain during training either though." Peter said with a smirk before he headed off. "You guys going to come and fly your brooms or not? Times wasting if we're going to study before lunch so that we can help Hermione like we promised Harry."

"Right coming." Harry said heading upstairs to grab his broom and Quidditch gear.

"Yeah coming." An uneasy Ron said, while staring at Kitty and Hermione uncertainly.

"So," Kitty said with a smirk after they were gone and staring at her prey. What are we going to do while they are gone being sweaty boys?"

"Um well, I do want to get some of those papers out of the way for Arithmancy and."

"Uh, uh." Kitty said as she pulled her laptop out of her satchel. "I'm going to teach you about the wonders of hacking instead."

"H-hacking?" Hermione asked nervously.

"Yep, something that every certified bookworm needs to know." Kitty said seriously as she logged onto the Internet. "Even if all you understand are the basics, its good to know." She assured the other teen, glad that the Professor wasn't here to see what it was exactly that she was teaching people right now, she somehow thought he wouldn't be overly impressed with the skills that she was teaching to her new friend. Hermione sat down beside Kitty while she began teaching hacking 101 for her friend slipping in a E-mail for Brian while she was doing that as well.


Peter sighed, the Quidditch game had truly been fun, even if it had nothing on web swinging through a city it made an interesting second. The boys had told him that he had great Seeker and Chaser potential if he ever wanted to play a pickup game, those positions would probably be the best ones for the American to play. The three were currently working on their papers, though Peter was sure that Ron was actually reading a Qudditch book charmed to look like something else, since he wasn't writing anything, but was fully engrossed in his charms book. Harry on the other hand looked like he might be doing some actual work since he was busily scribbling away on a piece of parchment about the moons of Jupiter.

Peter grabbed the book, and looked at it and was not surprised to find it talking about the best position for a Keeper to use in correlation to Chaser attack patterns. "You realize, if the girls find this on you that they will make your life hell, and they will find a way to make Harry and me not help you right?" He asked as he tossed the book back.

Ron smirked at him. "I'll take my chances mate, besides no bird is going to tell me how to live that's what my mum is for."

Peter shrugged as turned back to Sprouts paper on bushes that fertilized themselves, he was helping Neville with his paper on Charms for his help on Herbology, he had only meant to stretch for a moment but had thought a friendly warning would be helpful. "Don't say we didn't warn you." Peter said over his shoulder as he returned to his work.

At lunchtime Harry and Peter grabbed some food from the kitchens and Peter was introduced to the insanity that was Dobby. "So you set him free and ever since then he's been living in the shadows trying to 'help' you whenever he can?" Peter asked having been slightly overwhelmed by the energetic house-elf that had been wearing a dozen of what looked like Hermione's oddly shaped hats and a number of socks as well.

"Yeah." Harry said, as he carried a plate with several sandwiches on it. "He means well though, he's just not all there some times. Course I'm beginning to think that all house-elves are a bit mad when you think of the way they act from time to time." He added with a chuckle.

"Personally they kind of remind me of the goblins in a movie called Labyrinth with the way they were all so eager to serve and everything." Joked Peter.

The group assembled outside and Kitty hit a few buttons on her tape player which soon began emitting rock music that had Hermione looking a bit concerned, but at a dismissive glare from the others she wisely kept her mouth shut and showed the others the spell work that was required for knitting the hats. The group then slowly but surely began their work, Kitty eventually pulled her wand out and began using it like a baton directing the pair of knitting needles she also began to dance and everyone watched as Kitty danced with a grace that few could deny. The twins who had come at the first traces of the loud music were even impressed enough to keep any comments about whatever they could think of to themselves.

Peter began chuckling quietly to himself. "What is it?" Lee asked, since he had joined the group while the only people actually making the hats and socks were Harry, Hermione, Peter, and Kitty a large group of various people had joined them out of curiosity, and because they were enjoying the show that Kitty was unconsciously performing for them all.

"Oh, I just was wondering what's going to happen when they all realize its time for practice and they're all out here having fun." Peter said with an evil smile. "How badly do you think Angelina Johnson is going to kill them when they finally get there?"

The boy snickered in agreement as his looked about eagerly for the Seventh year Chaser. "You realize that she's just as likely to blame you and Kitty as she is to blame the team right?"

"Its not our fault that they're all having fun," Peter protested, "besides that, I think the twins are stealing some of Hermione's hats." Peter said nodding the two brothers who were currently snatching up a couple of hats at a time and spelling them to do certain things before they gave them to first, second third, and fourth years whose heads would grow as if caught in an enlarging charm or get small from a shrinking charm.

"I still say that she's going to want to skin you alive when she finally finds you here with her team." The dark skinned boy said.

"She'll have to catch me first." Peter returned with a grin.

"She has a broom, and if she can convince the twins to help her she's going to catch you very easily if you go inside." Lee warned him, no one can get around Hogwarts like they can, though Harry Potter might give them a bit of a run for their money for a bit."

Peter smirked at that. "Sounds like yet another challenge to take care of, as I recall electronics stuff isn't supposed to work within the Hogwarts wards yet we seem to have managed to that fairly well." He said gesturing to the cassette player. "Next time we'll have to break out the Queen music."

"Yeah well here she comes." Lee said pointing toward the Quidditch pitch where an angry Angelina was stalking toward them broom in hand.

"Oi!" The girls said angrily. "Fred, George, Alicia, Bell, Potter!" The girl said jabbing her broom in the direction of each of her missing players. "What the bloody hell are you lot doing down here? Your supposed to be on the pitch and in uniform in five bloody minutes!"

The twins grinned. "Well then, I guess we could try and get there a bit on time, though we may be a bit rushed." One said with a smirk.

"To true brother dear, I suppose we shall have to go now though wouldn't want ickle Ronniekins to think he had scared us off now would we?" The other replied to his twin.

"Surely not brother dear, come we have little to do and much time to it."

"Strike that and reverse it though." They chorused.

The team all left under the glare of an irate Captain who then rounded on the instigators. "As for you three." She growled at them. "Granger, I thought you believed in House Pride? And you two, stop walking off with my team, it's bad enough when you get Potter into detention now this. What next, team wide detentions?"

"Be kind of interesting actually." Peter said, "I'll check with Fred and George on what they think of it though and get back to you on it though all right?"

"Try it and you'll find out how well I can curse you." The witch said drawing her wand.

"Nah, you'll just see how fast I can move." Peter returned to her flashing a grin. "See ya though, we got other things to do than to listen to that stuff, and you have a team to order about mon capitan." He gave her a mock salute before he sent a pair of sewing needles flying into the air to make another cap. Smirking a bit Peter made this one with a Spider emblem on it, who would have thought that all of those late nights working on his costume after Aunt May was asleep would ever come in handy in the magical world. The girl sent another death glare at him before stalking off in anger.

The sewing party packed up a few minutes later now that they had lost one of their knitters, taking their gear with them and returned to doing their homework. Harry joined them later, but didn't say anything about Ron who merely stalked off after a few words with Hermione. Harry finished up some more his homework though after a few words about the practice that none of them believed. Harry finished a report for History of Magic, and was about pick up another project when Peter stopped him. "Come on Harry, lets see if we can't do anything about that mental link that you've got with Voldemort."

Harry nodded eagerly, and walked off with the two Americans a curious Hermione followed after them wondering how they were going to go about this. Kitty lead them all back out to the lake and she then sat down crossed legged. "All right, first thing that you have to do is find a way to clear your mind. The ninja trained girl said solemnly. "You have to be able to be calm to control your mind. So I want you to sit down and imagine yourself in your happy spot I suppose."

"Won't you need to know what makes us happy though to understand how that would work though?" Hermione asked her.

"Well. What does make you happy?"

Harry smiled happily. "Flying, hanging out with Hagrid at his cottage."

"Fine, picture those things till they're all that you can see." Kitty told Harry. "And what makes you happy Hermione?"

"Finding something in the Library after a long search." The bushy haired witch told her.

"Good, picture the school library then. These are going to be your safe places. Kitty explained to them grinning. "Here within your safe places is where your going to hide your mind from attacks. Once your safe places are built we then go about building up mental defensive walls that will block most attacks."

Hermione frowned at them. "Are you sure this is the way to do this? Because it really doesn't sound like anything from any of the mental arts books that I've heard about."

"We didn't learn it from a magical school so its bound to be different than what the acceptable method is." Kitty explained to her patiently. "We learned it from other types of teachers, or I did at least, in Peter's case some friends and experience were what taught him how to do this."

"Really? Because with what you're describing it sounds remarkably like a form of mind magic called Occlumency. At least it sounds similar in theory since its supposed to be a way to block your mind from mental attacks."

"Maybe it's the wizarding version of it." Kitty guessed as she was actually unsure of what this Occlumency was since she had never even heard of it before.

Harry nodded in understanding, and he imagined himself flying and far below he could picture Hagrid waving at him from his cottage, he looked the other way and saw that Hogwarts was standing tall and proud with a strong wind blowing just enough to keep the banners flying, there was a heavy mist that also hid a large part of the castle and grounds. He turned his head as he heard a distant voice speaking to him. "Now then once you have the image I want you to create a wall focus on the strongest thing you can think of and use that to create your mental walls." Kitty's voice told the boy. Harry nodded, and he looked to the ground as it began sprouting a small wall of stone only about three feet high, he tried to add to it before he fell unconscious.

Harry woke up and looked at the group of people that were sitting around him, he saw that Hermione looked a bit dazed and was blinking owlishly at them all. "You two okay?" Kitty asked with concern as she helped to steady Hermione.

"What happened?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Basically the two of you tried to think this out too much. Your defenses are probably rudimentary at best, and won't take but a second or two to blast through, but you do have the basics done though, which in all reality is actually really good." Peter explained to them. "In time you'll be able to start making a decent defensive wall, we probably pushed you to hard though when we tried to get you to start making a wall on the same night that you had found your safe place."

"Yeah sorry about that." Kitty said, sounding a bit sheepish over their fainting spell. "I never had to teach this stuff to someone before, so I'm kind of new to some of this, or I'd of known never to push you that far on a first lesson."

"Its alright." Harry mumbled waving her concern off as unimportant. "But I'm guessing that we're going to call it a night right?" He asked them hopefully as he stumbled back up onto his feet.

Peter smirked at him as he placed Harry's arm over his shoulder. "Yeah come on, I think some time with other people and your bed is just want you need." Peter and Kitty helped the two upstairs and into the Gryffindor common room. "Keep doing the same thing for about the next week or so, hopefully by then you'll be ready to go on to the level. Just forget about adding the walls as defenses for now thou, just focus on your happy place and hopefully you'll be okay."

"Harry, Mione! What the bloody hell happened to you two!" Ron Weasley asked, as he practically jumped over a chair in his eagerness to get to his two friends.

"Easy there Ron." Peter said blocking the two from their friend who was quickly joined by the Weasley's Lee and the rest of the Quidditch team. "The two of them were trying to learn some mental magic and they overextended themselves. Give them a nights sleep or a bit of pepper up and they'll be fine."

"Why were they wanting to learn mind magic?" Someone questioned. "Granger I can understand but Potter?"

"Um." Peter looked questioningly at the Weasley's who swallowed nervously before Ron Weasley actually came up with something. "Hermione probably found out about it and convinced Harry to give it a try when they were both a bit unready for it." The boy said snorting in amusement at the two.

The Weasley's stayed and helped get the two to their respective beds before they cornered the two Americans. "Explain," Ron growled at them, while the twins sent their own glares at the two.

"They wanted to learn some mental protection, I think it somehow worked with their magic though and allowed them to do a bit more than they originally meant to do." Kitty said shrugging. "I'm not real sure to be perfectly, I would have to be a telepath to understand it all perfectly."

"A what-ameth"

"Telepath. You know, someone that can read your mind."

"Never heard of anything like that, wish we knew someone like that it would be interesting to see what kind of pranks that we could perform with someone who could warn us of what someone else was thinking."

"Forget that," Ron said, "something like that might help us up on our grades during tests."

Kitty chuckled at that. "Forget about that red group, imagine the fact that you could talk to each other with your thoughts and not even McGonagall could catch you cause you were thinking it?" The twins grinned dreamily at the thought of doing something like that.

"Unfortunately there's no one here to do something like that though." Peter said shrugging ignoring the sag in the shoulders of the Weasley's. "So, are we back to being considered as not threats, or do we have to prove we're not evil by attacking all of the Snakes?"

"Wouldn't mind seeing what you could come up with actually, but we'll let it pass this time." Fred said after a moments thought. "Do try not to hurt Harrykins though we do not want to lose Harry anytime soon."

"Yes, finding decent seekers is such a chore these days." George said in agreement. "Angelina might just stick you on a broom for revenge if her precious seeker was lost or damaged."

"Thanks I think."

The group broke up and Peter and Kitty slipped back outside later that night and examined the Whopping Willow. Grinning Peter lunged at the branches and found himself surrounded by branches that were beginning to react to the teen that was standing within its branches.

"Whoowee!" Peter exclaimed, as he ducked one branch, then twisted out of the way of another branch as it slid past him. Peter grinned as he ran at the tree doing forward and back flips, cartwheels and other gymnastic wonders. He heard Kitty nearby as she tried to match some of his movements, she cursed in frustration though, as a branch caught her from behind sending her tumbling. The same branch missed Peter as he spun around and grabbed the branch and used it to swing forward. The two spent five minutes within the branches before they left the branches and lay on the ground panting for breath.

"Well that was fun." Peter said with a grin.

"Speak for yourself." Kitty growled tiredly, as she rubbed her body where the occasional shot had connected with her.

"Yeah sorry about that." Peter said with a unrepentant grin as he helped Kitty up and they went inside. The two of them had a repeat of the day only without the knitting party since Peter was off with the twins going over pranks and Kitty was busy talking with Kurt in private over her computer and exploring the castle.

They regrouped that night and talked with the twins or goofed around till late watching silently as each person slowly but surely went upstairs till it was mainly the golden trio. Harry was sitting loyally by his best friend reading an old DADA book, while Hermione watched them both to ensure that Harry didn't try and give his best friend the answers to the papers that he was writing on. Around 11:30 an owl came down and they all read it and a red faced Ron ripped the letter to bits and then tossed it into the fire indignantly. Hermione snatched the homework up and began doing it for him.

"I guess that he's done something right then?" Peter asked Kitty, as they silently watched the group.

"Oh yeah, he definitely did something right just now if you judge the way she's acting right now." Kitty added from her own corner.

Before they could say anything else though they watched as Harry knelt down in front of the fire and began talking into it, what's more there was an answer coming from the fire as Sirus Black's head spoke to them through the fire. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me." Kitty grumbled, shaking her head in disbelief. "These people can't grasp the simple concept of how to properly use a telephone, but they can talk to each other through the fireplace like there was nothing wrong."

The two listened as the trio and Sirus talked about things, they learned a bit more about Umbridge, but it mainly just confirmed a number of their beliefs and they learned what Umbridge's real goal in being at Hogwarts was. They then had a brief conversation about the Hagrid person.

"Sirus," Hermione asked, "what do you know about Peter and Kitty?"

The dark haired man's eyes shifted away from Harry to regard the witch. "Not a whole lot, why did you learn something?" Sirus asked almost eagerly.

"I don't know, there's just something off about them is all." The girl admitted.

"Odd how?" Ron asked her curiously. "They seem all right to me."

"Odd as in how they are able to compete with me for top grades after supposedly studying magic for only one summer, yet somehow they can top a lot of us and are finding themselves to be extremely high ranking in class."

"Are you sure you're not just jealous?" Ron teased her. "I mean you said it yourself, they're giving you competition."

"She's actually making a rather good argument Ron." Sirus said frowning, seemingly lost in his own thoughts.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked suddenly alert.

"Well how do they know obscure things like how to occlude their minds, yet it's likely that they've never faced a legilmens. How is it that they can seemingly disappear and appear from nowhere?"

"Perhaps they learned to use their magic with involuntary spells or something?" Ron guessed, "Wouldn't that explain why?"

"Possibly." Sirus admitted though he looked skeptical at them. "There are things about them though that make them dangerous, so be careful about what they say and do, it could put you in danger for all we know they're Death Eaters in disguise."

"No, they don't drink from anything constantly like Crouch did." Ron said, "or at least not that I've noticed. The other two nodded at Sirus questioning look.

"Well, they at least support you in a lot of things so far." Sirus said after a moment's hesitation.

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't they tell you how they pulled Dumbledore's own game back on him?"

"No they didn't."

Sirus grinned at this. "Evidently they know about some really old magical objects that Dumbledore would trade an entire supply of his lemon drops for, they wouldn't budge under Dumbledore or Moody telling them to tell us, and then when they were leaving and Dumbledore was making a last ditch effort to get their help they asked him why they should trust him when he didn't trust them. There was other stuff they talked about as well, like you needing more information and Kitty's dragon. The fact is though, that they only told Dumbledore because it would show him that they weren't going to take his orders for some reason, that and they enjoyed not having to tell Dumbledore anything. It's almost as good as pranking the guy." Sirus said his eyes sparkling in amusement.

"They refused to tell the headmaster where something was?" Hermione asked in indignant shock.

"Yep, and I don't think they plan on giving anything up anytime soon either." Sirus told them. "I just wish it wasn't something so important the eye and orb could really help us of course you didn't hear those words from me." Sirus said winking at them.

"Right," Harry said while Hermione's mind began considering which books to check with that kind of reference.

"You know Kitty, I think I'm going to get embarrassed if I listen to anymore of this." Peter said as he slipped out of the shadows. "And thanks for the compliments on our abilities on keeping secrets." Peter added with a smirk as Kitty then walked into view as well.

Hermione flushed red at having been caught while Harry had his wand half drawn and Ron was to busy watching them in shock to surprised to do anything. Sirus on the other hand chuckled at the two of them as they stood in front of them. "Well I'm guessing you heard everything that we were talking about then?" He questioned them.

"Yes, and to answer your questions the eye and orb are relics of Agmotto." Kitty said with a grin.

"And we're not telling you our secrets despite the fact that for some reason you think you have a right to know them yet are allowed to keep things about yourselves secret." Peter said looking at the four of them with a stone hard glare. "There are very few that know my secrets, and you have no reason to know my secrets."

"Well, can you at least tell us about Braddock then?"

"The wizarding world is about to get a shock put into their system, we've made contact with certain parties and we've made our choice. Captain Britain will be with the Prime Minister during his next visit. Multiple mind wipes are enough to make even him a bit wary, its time to put an end to this before it gets even more out of hand. I've already seen to an article for the newspaper to print that might at least help you somewhat while we're at it." Peter said with a grin. "Not that they'll know that it was me that wrote it of course."

"But what does that have to do with Braddock?"

"Brian is connected to the Captain and hopes that this will work since the wizarding world refuses to allow a non-magical being to work with them."

"But Captain Britain and his team are made up of metas how can they qualify?" Hermione asked curiously.

"You know who this Captain bloke is Hermione?" Ron asked curiously.

"Later Ron." The witch said waving the question off.

"They'll come, because they're the official face of the magical world as far as Britain is concerned and anything that goes bump in the night is when they come and stop it the best they can."

"Right," Sirus said, "can't wait to meet them."

"Good."

"Anyways, how about I come and meet up with you lot on your next Hogsmeade holiday? I mean we got away with the dog disguise at the station I thought we could."

"NO!" Harry and Hermione said together very loudly.

"I think it might be a good idea." Peter said, "otherwise Sirus has just exchanged one prison for another and that's not why he broke out of an inescapable prison. He did it to clear his name and to be with you Harry."

Harry looked guilty and even Hermione seemed to be at a loss of what to say. "I agree it's a risk what with Malfoy recognizing Sirus."

"What?" Ron said with surprise. "When?

"We'll tell you later." Harry said.

"But what about the Ministry?" Hermione finally asked, looking fearfully between Sirus and Harry.

Peter smiled sadly at the girl. "Sometime you have to do what's right in here Hermione." Peter said touching his chest around where his own heart was a heart that hadn't really felt anything except for when he raged and fought these days. "Are you going to deny them a few hours of getting together because of a corrupt government? If you do this Hermione then you show yourself as no better in a way than the Ministry because of how they imprisoned Sirus earlier. Are you really going to imprison him in his own house?"

Hermione shook her head at this. "No. I won't force him into a prison, but I still think it's a bad idea."

"No its not." Kitty said, "Extremely dangerous and foolhardy yes, but not a bad idea, and if we try and plan it out it might work right. Have some people help you with a disguise, and I think you could spend a few hours away from your place and get some nice, clean fresh air."

"See?" Sirus said with a triumphant grin directed at Hermione. "They agree."

"Its pretty bad when you need a couple of teens to make your arguments for you though isn't it though?" Harry asked, keeping his face straight as his godfather spluttered in indignation as his godson got the better of him.

"Look, you better make like a tree and burn out." Peter said, "We'll call you when we have the times."

"Right, well so long then." Sirus said before popping out of the fire.

"How could you side with him on that?" Hermione asked the two with indignation, as she glared at the group, none of whom had sided with her though Harry had been close to doing so if it hadn't been for Peter and Kitty and he still looked doubtful.

"We told you why, now we're going to bed, do try and not stay out to late we do have training in the morning." The two then turned to their books and began reading.

"Bloody hell, how do you two work on so little sleep?" Ron asked them curiously before he went for his own bed not waiting for an answer. Harry and Hermione spent a few minutes talking together before they left for their dorms as well.


Minister Fudge flooed into the Prime Minister's office with a couple of his most loyal Aurors wondering what foolishness the muggle Prime Minister wanted to discuss with him this time. Tonight he was on the verge of one of his greatest political moves and instead of celebrating his great victory he was stuck here trying to reason with a stubborn muggle who just wouldn't do as he was told.

"Minister Fudge." The Prime Minister greeted his magical counterpart from behind the supposed safety of his desk. "A pleasure to see you once again."

"Mr. Prime Minister," Fudge greeted, "what can I do for you today?" He asked, stalling the man while his Aurors secured the room with locking and silencing Charms. He didn't want a repeat of his last visit to happen, the fact that the muggle before him had been quiet insistent for the past month over some measly legal technicality was becoming quiet annoying.

"You can explain why no official statements have been made about Sirus Black yet Minister Fudge." The Prime Minister said angrily as he slapped this morning's edition of the Daily Prophet on the desk and slid it across to Fudge. "I had a couple of people in the know comb your political paper rag, and there was not a single thing mentioning the fact that Black had no trial despite the fact that you have been informed to do so nearly a month ago. Britain has laws for a reason Minister Fudge, and I think it's high time that you started following them before you make an enemy out of me." The Prime Minister warned the pudgy man before him. "One of those laws happens to include a right to trial."

"Hey you can't talk to the Minister like that." Dwalish said, as he held his wand up threateningly.

"I wouldn't do that sir." A voice said, as a large white-gloved hand reached out of the shadows and grabbed the wizards arm. "The Prime Minister does so happen to outrank your Minister, despite what you may believe."

"What are you talking about?"

"Simple, while the Minister of Magic is responsible for only the Magical part of the Ministry, the Prime Minister is responsible for all of our country."

"And who are you listening in on a private conversation?" Fudge blustered at the man indignantly.

"Who am I?" There was a loud guffaw as a large man in a red white and blue uniform with a helmet over his head stepped out of the shadows, standing close to 6 ½ feet the man towered over the other people in the room. "I'm sorry it's has been a while since someone in Britain has asked me that question though." The large man explained to them amusedly. "I thought everyone in our country knew who I was."

"What can we say," the Prime Minister with a smile said, "they're wizards, they can' know everything."

"So, who are you that you would assault an Auror?" Fudge asked glaring at the muggle who was making a fool out of them.

"I am Captain Britain, founding member of the team of Excalibur, Defender of the Realm, Champion of, well I suppose you don't need to know whose Champion I am, but I am the Defender of Britain, and that occasionally includes the Prime Minister. Brian Braddock warned us about the meeting and here we are."

The Prime Minister snorted at this, but otherwise kept quiet, it was a well-known fact by a number of the various secret service groups that Brian Braddock and Captain Britain were one and the same person. "Yes, now back to what we were discussing."

"I won't be discussing anything with this person here." Fudge said.

"Then you will remove your men from the room as well." The Prime Minister said coolly. "Captain Britain is a hero, and has saved this country several times alongside his teammates."

"Teammates?" Fudge asked paling at the thought of more beings like the one before him.

"Yes," The Prime Minister said enjoying shocking Fudge. "They have some mutants and some mystics who work together to defend our country."

"Mutants?" Fudge asked dumbly.

"Yes mutants, beings born with the ability to do extraordinary things, usually only one or two though so no, as far as we can tell they aren't wizards."

"They're speaking of Titans and Elementals sir." The silent Auror informed his superior. "Beings born with abilities that range from punching a hole in a wall with their fist to controlling the very elements themselves, they're not quiet human though and are for the most part considered dangerous halfbreeds to be watched." The Auror added the last part with a sneer.

The Minister of Magic nodded, giving Captain Britain an uneasy look as he shifted so that his Aurors were now between the two of them before he turned to the Prime Minister. "We can't run your article tomorrow it wouldn't make the headlines that you most likely want."

The Prime Minister nodded before he pushed an envelope toward the Minister. "Very well, it shall be done in a week on the front page or I shall be sending in a team under the protection of Captain Britain and the rest of Excalibur to investigate what is going on with your branch of the Government. In the folder you will find an article on the subject of Sirus Black already written out from a secret source."

"And does this secret source have a name? "Fudge asked suspiciously, as he looked at the envelope with distaste.

"You may call him Ben Reilly, he has some newspaper experience though if you are worried about something like that." The Prime Minister said, watching as Fudge finally picked up the envelope. "And I shall continue to watch the Daily Prophet a number of things you are doing are not exactly in the power of a Ministry, and I fear you may be overstepping your bounds somewhat. I have been talking privately with multiple magical contacts, and found that there are some things that I will definitely be looking into in the near future if things continue as they are now." The Prime Minister warned Fudge while the man turned an ugly shade of purple. "Well I'll be seeing you next time then. Minister Fudge do try and stay out of trouble why don't you?"

Fudge nodded angrily before he reached into a pouch and tossed some powder into the fireplace changing the flames to green before roaring out. "Ministry of Magic."

"Well that was interesting show to watch." The real Prime Minister said as he stepped out of the shadows where he, Nightcrawler and Pete Wisdom had been hiding and watching.

"Yep, the blighter didn't know what had hit em either." Pete Wisdom said, as he unlocked the doors allowing the normal security guards to check the Minister to see if he was all right.

"Yes, but you have to admit it was fun to see the Minister of Magic get so angry as he was being told off. Right Meagan?" Nightcrawler asked, as they all turned to look at the double who had changed back into her real form.

"True, it was interesting." The Faye agreed, stretching her body out as her blonde hair now danced around her shoulders.

"Well Minister, it looks like we finally got that part of it done. Soon you'll have control on other parts of the Magical world as well." Nightcrawler said with a grin. "Or at the very least the British parts of it that is."

"Thank you for your help Excalibur, without your assistance none of this would have even have been possible. In fact quiet a bit of this information wasn't even known to me when all of this first started." The Prime Minister said as he shook the hands of the Meagan and Captain Britain nodding to Pete Wisdom who stuck close to the door. The man was familiar enough with Spooks to know when one was not going to react favorably to having attention being brought down on him.

"Yes, well we do have two people on the inside currently." Nightcrawler said with a bit of a roguish grin. "It does give us an advantage that you don't happen to have at the moment."

"True, when will Shadowcat and this reserve member you all talk about be returning from their mission?"

"Not for a while yet I'm afraid, they may make brief appearances here and there, but are going to try and stay off the radar for now fortunately they are staying with their training."

"That is all good news, if there is ever anything else that I can help you with I will attempt to help you with it, if it is within reason of course." He added, not wanting to overextend himself.

"Of course Mr. Prime Minister, besides Wisdom here is the only one of us likely to ask for all drinks in all bars for him to be free." Nightcrawler joked with the Prime Minister.

"Ya make that sound like a bloody crime Crawler." Wisdom growled, as he waited impatiently for the others to hurry up so that they could get a leg out already. The others all chuckled before they took their leave of the Prime Minister.