Disclaimer: Hermione is far too intelligent to fall for a prat like Ron; ergo I don't own the potterverse

As always thanks to my beta of awesomeness, Karma Lovegood Granger Potter, who makes everything better

A/N reposting as I forgot to add something.

Sage Naruto25 no plans for that currently. Don't think I can do a belivable lunar harmony yet.

Badass Reviewer, thanks for your kind words, I think theirs is better. I wanted to start darker as this was intended as a oneshot.

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After Harry left her office, Professor McGonagall grabbed a small pinch of floo powder, and calling, "Amelia Bones," stuck her head into the fireplace.

Seeing Amelia sitting at the table in her kitchen still drinking morning tea, Professor McGonagall said, "Amelia, I need to talk with you about some very serious issues. Are you available to come to Hogwarts today?"

Glancing up at Professor McGonagall's head in her fireplace, Madam Bones jumped, startled nearly spilling her tea all over her table. "Minerva, why are you calling me on a Saturday? Has something happened to Susan?"

"Not that I'm aware of Amelia," replied McGonagall. "This is actually more in line with your office actually. Unfortunately, I just got some rather disturbing news today and I thought it was better not to wait until Monday to bring it to your attention."

"That's a little worrying to hear Minerva. Just how bad is it?" asked the Head of the DMLE with more than a touch of concern in her voice.

"Well Amelia, its bad enough that I'm calling you on my private fireplace, and wanting you to come in to school and see something in a Pensieve, that I've had to promise one of my best students that I wouldn't show anyone but you. And I had to beg that student for permission to do that much," McGonagall said guardedly.

"Okay that's more than just a touch worrying Minerva. Do you have time for me to come through now?" Amelia asked as she stood up.

"Yes, come on through I'll have the floo bring you here to my office," the Professor said before her head disappeared from the flames.

Standing back out of the way, Minerva waited as Madam Bones came through the floo connection. "Okay, what do we have?" asked Madam Bones.

Professor McGonagall pointed at the full Pensieve, and conjured up a rather large bucket. "I'm actually kind of sorry that I caught you after you ate. You'll need that," said Minerva.

Touching a couple of the runes on the edge of the Pensieve, to set the device to show the first cluster of memory, the Deputy Headmistress gestured for the Head of the DMLE to enter the pensive. After about half an hour, Amelia returned and immediately made the same use of the bucket that McGonagall had when seeing the memories herself. "Dear Merlin, that poor boy!" Amelia exclaimed.

"Sadly there's more, thankfully nothing nearly as bad, but still things you need to be aware of. After you see the other two memories, we can go someplace and talk," McGonagall said.

Setting the runes on the Pensieve to play the other memories, she gestured for Amelia to enter the Pensieve again, and to Amelia's surprise, Minerva joined her in the memories.

"I've not had a chance to view these yet, but the same 'donor' gave these after I asked to show you the first group of memories," Professor McGonagall said to Madam Bones' raised eyebrow.

As the two women watched, the confrontation between Wormtail, Remus, and Sirius in the Shrieking Shack played out, ending shortly after Wormtail's escape. After a short blur of gray, the second Memory played showing Snape and Fudge's actions in the Hospital wing including the way that the three were dismissed with no attempts to determine what actually had happened.

Returning to Minerva's office, Amelia said, "This concerns me on a number of levels Minerva, in reverse order; the issues with Sirius worry me because since his escape, I've tried to find transcripts of his trial. From everything I can find, he never received one. If I could arrange to meet with him in a secure location, and if he'd be willing to submit to Veritaserum, I may be able to arrange a belated trial. Given that he's innocent, I'm certain that this would result in his being found not guilty."

Shaking her head, Amelia continued, "That might also help with the first issue, as obviously the 'donor' as you called him, can not be allowed to return to that place. I'm frankly amazed that he's turned out as well as he has. As I'm sure you can imagine I've received a couple of letters from Susan about him. If nothing else, I've no problems with offering him house space for the holidays."

Minerva smiled slightly, "While I'm sure that offer would be appreciated, I have it on good authority that he now has a girlfriend, and as I know the young lady in question, I've no doubts that she's going to insist that her parents allow him to stay over. Though you are right, if we can deal with Sirius's issues and get him pardoned that would also help resolve the issues involved."

"What concerns me," Minerva continued. "Is that the Headmaster was the one that cast the Fidelius for James and Lily, so he knew that Sirius wasn't the secret keeper. I know I also warned him how bad the 'donors' current guardians could potentially be, and he just ignored my concerns. I want to believe that he's still the great man he once was, but actions like these actually make me wonder. Is he still a good a just man, or has he started turning dark" Minerva said questioningly.

"Well he is in his late hundreds Minnie, and while witches and wizards do live longer than muggles, we can still suffer from some of the same age related issues like senility or dementia. I know it's a horrible thing to think of regarding Albus, but I'd rather think that, than that he's going Dark." Amelia replied. "If you can arrange for me to get that meeting with Sirius, I'll be able to get the ball rolling to arrange for his pardoning. Now I need to go get things prepared, and Minerva, thank you for trusting me with this." Amelia said as she headed for the Floo.

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As Madam Bones was leaving Professor McGonagall's office, Harry, Hermione, and Luna were headed to the Great Hall for a late breakfast. Just as they reached the doors, Harry and Hermione glanced at each other, and nodding, Hermione said "Luna, why don't you eat breakfast with us today."

Hearing the welcome invitation, Luna hugged them both and said, "I'd love to, the Ravenclaw table usually tends to be crowded now with those Beauxbatons girls, and they're almost as infested with Wrackspurts as the Ravenclaws."

"Well Luna if you want, you're welcome to have all your meals with Hermione and I," replied Harry. "As a matter of fact, I'd actually strongly recommend that you eat dinner with us at the Gryffindor table tonight. If you want to eat with your housemates, I'd advise staying away from the pumpkin juice," Harry said with a mischievous smile and a twinkle in his eye.

"Harry what are you planning?" asked his highly intelligent girlfriend.

"I'm not planning anything 'Mione my love, my part in the planning has been handled." Harry said with an innocent smile which didn't quite reach his eyes. "Though seeing what happens to bullies ought to be amusing don't you think?" he asked.

"Harry you know if you get caught, you'll be in quite a lot of trouble, and I'd really rather not have you in detentions, when we could be preparing for the task," Hermione said as they headed for the Gryffindor table.

"'Mione, don't worry, there is no way I could be 'caught' as you phrased it, as I'll not be doing anything. Our favorite pranksters on the other had, promise to out do themselves as a favor for me," Harry replied with a cheeky grin, as Hermione just shook her head.

Luna looked back and forth between the two as they sat at the table. "But why are you doing something to them Harry, or rather, why are you arranging for something to happen?" she asked.

"Luna, you're our friend. We protect our friends as best we can. Sometimes it takes a prank war against the people responsible. Sometimes it takes me going in there with the sword of Gryffindor and spanking the whole tower. I'd like to start with the low end of the spectrum. After all if they don't learn I can always escalate the punishments," Harry replied. "And besides, I can't tolerate bullies, especially when they bully the people I consider friends," He continued.

Luna just sat there for a moment with a look of mixed shock and happiness in her eyes before starting to dig into breakfast. "Well then I guess I'll just have to help Hermione here in making sure you survive this tournament Harry. I wouldn't want to lose my first friend if there was anything I could do to help now would I?" Luna said.

"That'd be wonderful Luna, and thank you," Hermione said.

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Later that evening after spending time in the library, the trio headed down to the great hall for dinner, While they hadn't skipped lunch, the two very studious girls would have, had not Harry done a food run for them, sneaking the food past the librarian, Madam Pince. As the three teens reached the Great Hall, Hermione said, "Remember Luna you can eat with us at our table, or avoid the pumpkin juice, though Harry won't say why exactly."

As the trio sat down at the Gryffindor table and started to eat, the Weasley twins sat down on either side of them, and said, "Alright the show should be starting in a few minutes; we made it a delayed action potion".

Shortly after the Ravenclaws sat down, the Beauxbatons students took their seats with the 'Claws.

Harry glanced at Hermione then his eyes whipped to the twins and in a voice laced with panic, asked, "Guys, is that stuff going to be in all of that tables drinks, or just the ones for the Ravenclaws?"

"Well ickle Harrikins, it was easier to get it into the pitchers rather than the individual cups, why?" George asked.

"Shite! That means the Beauxbatons students will get laced too. Please tell me that stuff won't affect a magical being other than a pure human," Harry said, with panic rising in his eyes.

Just as he asked, the entire Ravenclaw table transformed into giant Canaries. The entire table, except for Fleur Delacour. Whom true to her Veela heritage, transformed into a flame handed half-bird. A very angry half bird.