Interlude

Cornelius Fudge pondered over the Potter boy. Potter was clearly powerful, both magically and politically and could easily throw Cornelius himself out of office. He would have to help Potter and gain his support. Wasn't there a rumor about Black not being the true Potter secret keeper? He should have Amelia look into that.

Molly Weasley read her lovely daughter another story about Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, and future husband to Ginny. She couldn't wait to get her hands on the Potter fortune, and if the paper was correct the Black fortune. Not to mention the other houses he was lord of.

Ronald Weasley looked over the letter he had just gotten from his mother. Perhaps he should give Potter another chance, after all they would be brother in-laws. The hat probably messed up when placing Potter with those filthy snakes. Yes, he would give Potter another chance.

Ginerva Weasley listened to her mother read a story about her husband to be. She couldn't wait to be on Harry's arm, adorned in expensive jewelry and laughing at all those that used to make fun of her for her poverty.

Daphne Greengrass couldn't help but be impressed with what Harry had done. He had turned the Wizengamot on it's head and at the same time snubbed her father. She knew she had a crush on Harry, but unlike the other girls she would give it time and see how things progressed in a couple years. Even if she couldn't date or marry him like her father wanted, they could at least remain friends.

Cyrus Greengrass fumed. How dare Potter snub him like that. He was Lord Greengrass! Perhaps he could convince Daphne to get Potter to accept a marriage contract between them. Yes, he would do that, he might even offer Astoria as a second wife.

Tracey Davis didn't really give two shits about the Wizengamot, after all her older brother would be head of house not her. Instead she just planned on enjoying Hogwarts with her friends.

Blaise Zabini thought over his mother's invitation, she wanted him to head back to Italy for Christmas, but he could bring a few friends for a couple of days. He would discuss this with other six, see what they were doing.

Neville Longbottom felt proud of himself as he re-read the letter he had received from his Gran. She congratulated him for making friends with Harry and kept saying over and over how proud she was of him. Neville Longbottom was certainly a happy kid.

Augusta Longbottom was surprised. After all, Albus had told her that Harry would be raised in the muggle world away from the dangers. This was the reason she was surprised at Harry's knowledge of the Wizengamot, it's laws, his animagus form and his allies. She was even more surprised that Neville had made friends with Harry. Perhaps she had underestimated Neville in the past.

Amelia Bones opened the hidden compartment in her dresser, and stared at the beautiful diamond ring. She looked over at the pictures, of her and her fiancé. They had been a fierce of pair aurors along with James and Lily. The foursome had been unstoppable, and then October 31, 1981 happened and they got torn apart. The head of the DMLE shed a lone tear as she closed the compartment.

Albus Dumbledore seethed. How dare that Potter brat take up his lordships?! He needed a weak, manipulative boy who was willing to sacrifice himself so Albus Dumbledore could kill Voldemort. Why couldn't things just go to plan?! It was a good thing he had made the marriage contract between the boy and Ginerva before he took up his lordships.

Severus Snape felt something he rarely felt in his life, fear. He knew he had screwed up big time, and he would have to go swallow his pride and ask Potter for his magic back. It was only in special cases such as debts that you could transfer the magic from one person to another, but there were rituals that could be done to transfer magic. He re-opened the book on magic transferring and read.

Minerva McGonagall was thinking hard. Harry Potter was certainly the enigma, and he clearly harboured a hate against Albus. But why? She knew how the rest of the staff saw her, a staunch supporter of Albus. But really she just stayed close to him to help protect her cubs from his manipulations. Oh how she hated that she had not fought harder that November night, if what Harry said was true he had been abused there and she was partially to blame.

Remus Lupin watched his sheep graze the grass, idly wondering what his life would have been like if October 31, 1981 had never happened.

Lucius Malfoy was confused. Arcturus Black was supposed to be dead. The last anyone had heard of him he was dying of dragon pox in St Mungo's, before disappearing. Everyone had figured that Walburga had taken his corpse and buried it, but clearly that was not the case. He would have to figure out a way to get back in Arcturus' good graces and get Draco named as the Black heir.

Draco Malfoy was flummoxed. He was taught that the Malfoys were superior and bowed to no one and that he would be the prince of Slytherin. Instead, he was a joke compared to Harry and when he thought he had the upper hand, Harry turned it on him. Perhaps there were other ways to take revenge… he was close to Greengrass and Davis, was he not? But he would have to be patient and wait, yes he would be patient and strike when the time was right.

Arcturus Black chuckled. Lucius Malfoy thought he could lay his hands on the Black fortune did he? What a joke. Ever since he had let Narcissa marry Malfoy he had edited his will to disown the Malfoys and the Lestranges. It was so easy to fool everyone, all he had to do was have Orion, who had gotten dragon pox, take some polyjuice to look like him and voila! Everyone thought him dead, allowing him to relax in Black Manor. Ahh, you had to love politics sometimes.

Quirinus Quirrell/Voldemort was discovering just how hungry Fluffy was. Quirrell didn't think much, his body was basically dead, only controlled by Voldemort's spirit. But Voldemort could feel the pain, he was beyond mad. How he had let a simple first year, and Harry Potter, of any of them, sneak up on him and stun him he had no idea. The next thing he knew was that he had been abandoned in the forbidden corridor with a hungry cerberus. It was a good thing his wraith wouldn't be destroyed

Fluffy was happy, he had enjoyed a good meal and now this kind emerald eyed boy was telling him that he could go to the boy's home where there would be all the food he could eat. It was brilliant!

Peter Pettigrew/Wormtail enjoyed the fatty remains of the chicken that the annoying red head Weasley gave him. He may be annoying but at least he fed him.