Chapter Ten

A/N: I OWN NOTHING!

Two weeks went quickly by to everyone's surprise and soon, it was Christmas Day.

"THANK YOU!"

That was what Harry was woken up with by his best male friend.

"Ron! Get off!"

It seemed that Ron had gotten the set of the Chudley Cannon robes that he had been admiring during the school supply shopping.

"Whoa!" Dean and Seamus stared at the robes in envy.

"I didn't get those, Ron," Harry said in confusion. "My present is under those."

"Oh," Ron said and frowned.

"They're from me," Neville said. "I owled my Gran and she picked them up for you."

"Thanks Nev!" Ron grinned and resumed opening his presents. Neville and Harry exchanged a look and shrugged. Ron would be Ron.

"Hey, thanks Harry!" Neville grinned as he unwrapped a gift from Harry. It was the herbology book that the Fake Moody had given him in fourth year.

"No problem," Harry grinned. Just a quick owl to Sirius and all his gifts had been bought in a second. It was then that Harry noticed the huge pile at the foot of his bed.

"That's from Fred and George," Ron said as Harry picked up the book he had admired when he thought he'd be able to curse Dudley outside of school.

"Oh, I think that one's from Percy," Neville chuckled as Harry picked up a book of school rules and how to break them.

"Alicia and Katie chipped in to give you that," Ron said in a soft voice as he pointed to a brown ball. Katie was a great friend. It stung that she was still petrified.

"What is it?" Harry said picking it up.

"It's a Quaffle!" Seamus exclaimed. "Honestly Harry!"

"I deal with the Snitch, Seamus," Harry chuckled. "And it doesn't really look Quafflish."

"Oliver," everyone said at once as Harry picked up about fifty Quidditch tomes. The remaining presents were the Weasley sweater and/or some form of candy—or books in the case of Tonks and Remus.

"Whoa!" Seamus shouted when Harry unwrapped his present from Sirius. "That's a protype for a Firebolt! They haven't even open sales up to the public yet!"

There was a note attached to the package.

-Dear Pup,

Consider this twelve years of Christmas and birthday presents. The Black name still carries some weight and when I said who the gift was for, the broom maker practically threw it at me. Of course, he tested it thoroughly first. It would look bad if one of his brooms killed the Boy-Who-Lived.

Happy Christmas!

-Padfoot

"Sirius," Harry chuckled. Ron was also staring open mouthed at the broom.

"If you don't stop staring at it, then we can't go and eat," Harry said and Ron nodded. They all went down and ate some food in the Great Hall.

"Thanks for the book, Harry!" Hermione beamed. "Ron, the photo frame was really sweet! Thank you!"

"Thought you'd like it," Ron flushed but smiled.

"Hey Harry, Ron, Hermione!" Ginny grinned as she walked over to them. Ginny was wearing her Weasley sweater, as was Ron and Harry.

"Hey, Ginny!" Ron smiled at the sight of his little sister.

"Great timing," Hermione whispered and brought Neville and Luna closer in. The rest of the group were to be distractions while the Ministry Six took polyjuice.

"It's ready, I take it?" Harry asked.

"Just about. All we need is a bit of who you're changing in to," Hermione said.

"Did you check to make sure yours isn't a cat hair?" Ginny asked as Hermione shot her a glare.

"Of course I did!" Hermione hissed.

"Alright," Neville said, preventing a fight from breaking out. "Harry and Ron are going to drug Crabbe and Goyle while I just—"

"—drug Theodore Nott. Ginny, Luna and I are going to knock out Pansy, Daphne and Millicent."

"Didn't she leave?" Harry asked about Millicent.

"Nope," Ginny smirked. "She's locked in a broom cupboard on the fifth floor currently."

"Do I want to know?" Neville asked.

"No," Ginny shook her head.

"Break!" Ron said and flushed as everyone gave him a look. They all went to drug their respected targets.

"You know, we'd so be expelled if they told a professor," Harry remarked as Crabbe and Goyle fell over.

"They're dumber than a bag of rocks, mate," Ron said as he took some of the hair. "I doubt they would tell anyone that they were knocked out after eating a cupcake."

"Ah, good point," Harry nodded and he grabbed some of the hair that he needed. The two ran back to Myrtle's bathroom where they saw the rest of the team.

"Ready?" Hermione asked as they all slipped into their stalls. There, they all stripped down so that way, they'd have their robes to change back into.

"Ready!" everyone replied and they all drank their potion. It tasted worse than what was described in the book.

"Remind me why we couldn't just sneak in using Harry's cloak?" Crabbe's voice asked.

"Because then we couldn't interrogate Malfoy, Ron!" Pansy sneered from a stall next to Harry.

"This is too weird," Theodore Nott remarked as they all stepped out in Slytherin robes.

"Okay," Hermione—err Millicent—said. "Let's go."

It took them only five minutes to find the Slytherin dorm, and they avoided Percy and his girlfriend while they did it.

"Pure Blood," Ginny—err Pansy—said in sneering voice. The wall opened up and the six of them walked in.

"Hello Pansy, I was just going out to look for all of you," Malfoy said with a strut. "I've something to show you."

The something turned out to be the clipping from the book.

"Oh, isn't that funny!" Ginny giggled. "Those Weasleys, never any Wizarding pride."

"Exactly!" Malfoy nodded. Harry noted that Ginny was an excellent actress.

"I've noticed the Prophet hasn't said anything about the attacks," Neville ventured out.

"I know," Malfoy said. "Dumbledore's trying to hush it all up. He's the worse thing that's ever happened to this school."

"You're wrong!" Harry said and everyone looked at him.

"Wrong, am I?" Malfoy said, standing up. "You think there's someone here who's worse than Dumbledore? Do you?"

"Harry Potter?" Harry threw out there.

"Good one Goyle," Malfoy smirked. "You're right. I can't believe that people think that he's the Heir!"

You've got to be kidding me! Harry thought and saw Hermione roll her eyes when Malfoy's back was turned.

"But you must have some idea whose behind it all, Draco," Luna said, making sure not to have her dreamy voice.

"You know I don't Daphne," Malfoy sighed.

Suddenly, Hermione leapt up.

"Daphne, Pansy, come with me to the bathroom!" she almost shrieked. Harry could see her hair changing as she said that.

"Alright," Ginny nodded and the girls almost ran out of there.

"Where are you off to?" Malfoy asked as the boys also got up.

"Gonna go to the hospital wing," Neville said.

"Ah, go give the Mudbloods that are there a good kick. Ignore any purebloods."

"Will do, Malfoy," Neville nodded as Harry tried to restrain Ron from attacking Malfoy.

They all ran back to the bathroom and sighed in relief.

"I can't believe people think I'm the Heir!" Harry exclaimed.

"You have the worse luck mate," Ron said as they all changed into their normal robes.

"Not to mention we didn't learn a thing!" Hermione huffed.

"We learned that we can act," Ron pointed out.

"We didn't learn who has the Diary though," Luna sighed.

"Why don't we just check the map for Pettigrew?" Neville asked and they all smacked their heads in realization.

"Fred! George!" Ron said as they got up to Gryffindor Tower.

"Hey little brother," George grinned.

"Are you two…reading?" Hermione said in shock.

"Christmas present," Alicia told them, "How to be an Animagus."

"Oh crud," Harry sighed. "This school won't be standing for long now will it?"

"Nope," Alicia and Angelina shook their heads as the twins huffed.

"It takes two years to become an Animagus though," Hermione said. "So, we have until fourth year."

"Won't stop the twins," Ron said. "Say good bye to dear old Hogwarts guys."