Chapter nine
'Okay, even though that was nice Harry, stop with the string, we need to get this done,' Ron said.
Salic stared at Ron for a minute, then let the string drop onto the table. His feet were still crossed on the table, then he put his hands behind his head and tilted his chair back.
'Okay, then shoot, start showing me how good an auror you are Ronald Bilius Weasley. Oh by the way, Hermione, still fucking her?'
'She's my wife Harry.'
'So that's occasionally then,' Salic shrugged then yawned, 'So what do you want to talk to me about?'
'First the house in the Scottish highlands, the murders of thirty six people and what you did to them.'
'No idea what you're talking about.'
'You asked Draco about it, then the aurors turned up and they were all dead, right after you found out.'
'Still no idea what you're talking about and unless you can prove I went there, let's get onto something else, this is amusing me and so little amuses me anymore.'
'So you're denying having anything to do with those murders?' Neville asked.
'Yep, hey Neville, have you gotten taller?'
'So you have just lied to your best friend,' Gawain said stiffly but his insides were churning, he knew they couldn't prove it was Harry that killed those people so they would need to use the potion.
'Who said I lied.'
'Okay, if you're going with that Harry then I need to use the potion,' Ron picked up the bottle and walked around to Harry, 'Are you going to fight this?'
'Nope, do what you want, but you still won't prove I did anything,' Harry tilted his head back and opened his mouth.
Ron looked at Gawain who nodded, so he poured the potion into Harry's mouth then sat back down.
'That taste likeā¦vanilla, about time a potion didn't taste like dragon dung. So Ron, what was this potion anyway and how is it going to help you?'
'It's the aurors version of veritaserum, but it seems to be having no effect on you.'
'No, no potion will, I learned how to throw those affects off two years ago. But you can still try if you want.'
Ron sighs, 'What is your name?'
'Salic Krubis.'
'You're real name Harry.'
Harry's mouth turned up slightly, 'Okay, even if you know it, my name is Harry James Potter. But I changed it to Salic Krubis, so technically I am not Harry Potter anymore.'
'What were your parent's names?'
Harry's eyes narrowed slightly, 'James Herbert Potter, Lily Roslyn Potter.'
'Are you an only child?'
'Yep.'
'Did you ever want to kill me when we had fights?'
'Nope, hit you maybe, not kill you, I would never kill anyone Ron, you know that.'
'You told Hermione you killed thirteen people, right after the battle of Hogwarts. Do you deny telling her that?'
Harry glanced up at Hermione, 'Yes, I do, and since she's standing out there, ask her.'
'We'll get to that later.'
'Did you want to kill Voldemort?'
'Yes, so are you going to lock me up for wanting to kill him. But let's look at the facts, I think you should check your memories about that. All I did was the disarming charm, it was his killing curse that killed him, I never did anything illegal.'
Ron fidgeted in his seat, 'We know that, did you kill thirty six people at a house in the Scottish highlands?'
'No.'
'Did you remove memories from Astoria Greengrass?'
'No.'
'Did you take her to the house in the Scottish highlands?'
'No.'
'Have you been anywhere near Azkaban?'
'No.'
'Are you saying you never went to Azkaban and killed everyone in there apart from Narcissa Malfoy?' Gawain asked.
'That's what I'm saying, so are we done, I'm so fucking horny right now, I might just fuck one of you if I don't get some soon,' Harry put his hands back behind his head again.
'No, we're not done and won't be for a while.'
'Okay,' Harry closed his eyes, 'Wake me when it's done.'
'Harry, enough,' Ron snapped.
Harry slowly opened his eyes, 'What, you can't prove I did anything, you won't get any proof and I know you can't keep me unless you have proof. So go find it, I'll sleep for a few hours, then when you realise you have nothing, I'll be leaving.'
'No so fast,' Gawain whispered to Neville.
Neville nodded, 'I have to remove some of your memories, are you going to fight me Harry?'
'No, just make sure you put them back, whichever ones you take and I keep telling you the name is Salic,' Salic closed his eyes again.
Neville looked at his boss who nodded, then stood next to Harry with his wand, taking memory after memory. When he was done the three men in the room realised that Harry Potter really had gone to sleep. They sealed the room and went into the other interrogation room.
'Hermione, I need both memories of what Harry told you, especially your memory of what you said that day, after the battle then again when he spoke in your mind,' Gawain said.
'Told me about what?'
'When you said Harry was talking in your mind, that he was leaving and he had killed thirteen people.'
'Harry never spoke in my mind Gawain and he's never told me he's killed anyone. Where would you get that idea?'
'Harry looked at Hermione and now she has no memory of what happened. Ron you heard what Hermione said, so we'll take yours even though it won't be real proof. Hearing something from someone that heard it from someone is not proof.'
'Um boss, I never heard anything about what you're saying.'
'Oh great,' Gawain looked up at Kingsley, 'Now what?'
'The memories, we can tell if they have been altered or removed. Neville got the ones he concentrated on, anything Harry did today.'
Neville poured the first memory in the pensieve and all they saw was Harry sitting in his home eating breakfast before reading a book. The next memory was Harry cleaning the house, the next was Harry doing some tidying up in the garden, then he was eating lunch before changing the furniture around. All the memories showed was Harry at his home, never leaving once, then the five of them turned up.
'Seems he's got enough power to change memories, nothing looked altered, it's like their real,' Neville said.
'Which means we have nothing, we can't hold him, we can't charge him, not for anything,' Gawain said, 'The most we can do is have Draco Malfoy press charges over what Harry did to him that morning.'
'What are you talking about boss?' Ron asked.
'Oh no, he's changed that too, Kingsley, you saw it, please tell me you remember?'
'Remember what Gawain?'
Gawain Robards growled in frustration then looked through the glass to see Harry Potter staring calmly at him but again he looked like he hadn't done a thing wrong.
'Let him go.'
'About time,' Hermione said and gave Harry a smile through the glass.
Ron stepped into the room, 'You can go Harry.'
'Great, now I can go find someone to fuck,' Harry stood up and stretched before stepping out of the room to be hugged by Hermione, 'Whoa,' Harry moved back quickly, 'I have to go.'
'Harry, we haven't seen you in five years, surely you can spend some time with us?'
Ron could see how upset his wife was, 'Harry, come to the Burrow for dinner, everyone wants to see you. I'm sure you can wait a few hours to have sex.'
Harry sighed, he knew if he didn't go Hermione would keep turning up at his place and he would never get any peace. So resigned to listening to all that, he nodded and even with Hermione's big smile Harry just shrugged.
