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Chapter Ten

The next day after breakfast, Harry and his fellow Gryffindors returned to Gryffindor Tower to get their stuff together and head for the dungeons for potions class. Harry spotted Professor Lockhart on the way and tried to avoid him, but luck wasn't on his side (as usual), since the incompetent defence teacher spotted Harry at that very moment.

"Harry, Harry," said Lockhart. "I was looking for you. You could've just admitted that you were going to the Valentine's Dance. There's been alot of talk about your time with Miss Greengrass. Surely you don't wanna turn down a chance for an interview about it!"

"Yes, actually!" said Harry irritably.

"Wonderful, Harry," said Lockhart with delight, not bothering to ask what Harry actually meant. "I'll see you in my office after dinner tonight. But first, I'll give you some advice on how to handle interviews."

"No," said Harry, trying to rush through the whole ordeal. "I need to get to potions class right now!"

"It's fine, Harry," Lockhart claimed. "Snape won't mind. You need to prepare yourself ahead of time for the interview, as I myself have done on countless occasions!"

Harry tried to walk away, but Lockhart easily caught up with him. Then the defence teacher started giving 'advice' to Harry on how to handle interviews. By the time it was finished, Harry realized that his potions lesson started five minutes ago. Upon walking into Snape's classroom (with an irritable look on his face), Harry found a seat next to Neville. Snape spotted Harry walking in and was about to get onto him for being late, but stopped when he spotted the annoyed look on the raven haired Gryffindor's face. This shocked the Slytherins in the classroom (especially Draco and his goons), making them wonder what Harry must've done to render Snape speechless.

'Lily!' thought Snape in utter shock. 'He has Lily's eyes! I remember seeing those very eyes that day he was explaining his life outside of school to Minerva and myself! How did I not spot the eyes Lily had when I saw him in his first ever potions class?'

Snape had to return to teaching the lesson when he realized that his thoughts were wasting time. Even Neville and Hermione were wondering what must've happened to Snape that made him not get on to Harry for being late. Harry had a free period before lunch and once it started, he made a beeline for Gryffindor Tower. Then he got out some parchment and started writing a letter to Amelia, explaining the full scoop of his life before Hogwarts. Harry realized that Fred and George were right that Amelia wouldn't accept bribes from anybody, and now it was time for the Dursleys to face justice for once. Harry also decided to write about how his former headmistress at St. Grogery's Primary School accepted bribes to keep quiet about the Dursleys' abusive treatment towards him. After folding the letter up, Harry went to the owlery to tie the letter to Hedwig's leg and send it to the head of the DMLE. As soon as Harry walked through the doorway to the inside on the owlery, Hedwig flew down once she spotted her owner and landed on a perch close to him, and holding a leg out.

"This letter is for Amelia Bones, girl," stated Harry as he stroke Hedwig's feathers and gave her some owl treats. "Don't let anybody suspicious get ahold of it, okay? It's urgent that she gets it!"

Hedwig hooted softly and nibbed one of Harry's ears affectionately before taking off. When Harry made it back inside and over to the stairs, he spotted Ron looking all desperate as he ran. Then he dashed up the stairs going up the the second floor corridors. Harry finally understood Ron's desperation when he spotted Millicent Bulstrode strolling by.

"Oh Ronnie," Millicent called out sweetly as she looked around the corridors, with her mouth between her hands. "Come out, come out, wherever you are! I know you're around here somewhere, there's no point in hiding!"

"I know where Ron went," Harry told Millicent, pointing a finger in the right direction. "He went up to the second floor corridor."

"Thank you, Harry," said Millicent gratefully. "Oh, be cautious when wandering the corridors. Professor Lockhart is looking for you. He claims that you and him have some kind of interview later tonight. I heard him saying something like that when I saw him walking down the corridors."

"Thank you for the heads up, Millicent," said Harry, equally grateful. "Good luck finding Ronald."

"And good luck with Daphne, too." said Millicent.

Then she ran up the stairs to continue her pursuit of Ron. Harry was surprised with how fast Millicent ran, despite her bulkiness. Still, Harry had to stay out of Lockhart's sights, so he started making his way back to Gryffindor Tower (taking any detour he could find). After making it back, Harry went to work on his homework while he waited for lunch. Once it was lunchtime, Harry made sure to be aware of his surroundings as he walked to the Great Hall, to reduce the odds of Lockhart spotting him. At the same time, Daphne was returning from the owlery after having the next letter sent to her dad. When she walked into the Great Hall, Daphne spotted Harry sitting at the end of Gryffindor table that was close to the double doors, and he had yet to be accompanied by anybody. Daphne decided to take a seat across from Harry in an attempt to surprise him.

"Hello, Harry!" Daphne greeted with a smile on her face, making Harry jump in surprise.

"Oh, hi Daph," said Harry, returning the smile. "This is a surprise! I thought we only had to sit at our house tables."

"That's just for feasts or some other special occasion," stated Daphne. "It's mentioned in the rulebook, to try and promote inter house friendships."

"That makes sense," agreed Harry. "If we only had to be friends with those in our own house, then Hogwarts wouldn't be all that fun."

"I concur," said Daphne. "That rule wouldn't have gone over too well with most of the students."

"Daphne, what are you doing at the lions' table?" Draco demanded as soon as he walked up to her. "You're not supposed to be friendly with them, especially Potter!"

"Sod off, Malfoy!" snapped Daphne. "I don't need any of your kind telling me who I can or can't be friendly with!"

"You're supposed to preparing to be the next Lady Malfoy," said Draco irritably. "How many times must I…"

"Actually, Malfoy, I no longer have to worry about that," Daphne retorted. "You can even ask Harry!"

"Yes," said Harry. "When you called up that midnight duel with me last year and you backed out while I still went to the trophy room, you sacrificed that marriage contract to me."

"And since your father has already been arrested," stated Daphne. "You won't be able to use that cowardly 'my father will hear about this' defence of yours!"

The other students close by were watching the ordeal with deep interest. They were amused by the fact that Draco was foolish enough to call up a duel and back out at the last second. Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall were puzzled as they, too witnessed the conversation. Professor Dumbledore was panicking inwardly at the revelation, but otherwise kept a straight face.

'How did I miss that?' thought the headmaster desperately. 'This wasn't what I had in mind! Harry mustn't be interacting with somebody in a neutral family, those people are bad influences. Now that Miss Weasley has already been expelled and arrested, I don't know how I'm going to come up with plans that are any better, if I can do so that is!'

Draco stomped over to the Slytherin table in frustration, but at the same time blaming Harry for the whole thing instead of admitting what he did and taking responsibility. Daphne started properly introducing herself when those who were Harry's real friends took seats nearby (besides Neville, who she already met long ago). The rest of lunchtime past by uneventfully, then the students began heading off to their afternoon lessons. After returning to his office, Dumbledore sat down at his desk and started thinking over some possibly better plans.

Later that day (coincidentally when afternoon lessons ended for the day), Hedwig made it to the window where Amelia's office at the Ministry of Magic was located. It was closed, so Hedwig tapped the window with her beak. This got Amelia's attention, so she got up and opened the window to let Hedwig in. As the snowy owl flew in, Amelia notice a letter to it's leg and untied it. The head of the DMLE gave the owl some treats before it took off. Then Amelia unfolded the letter and read it, which said:

Amelia,

I'm not sure if you ever found out, but my life before and outside of Hogwarts was never a happy one. The Dursleys abused me left and right for even the most minor of infractions. I was also alone and friendless because my cousin and his gang scared off any kid who tried to befriend me. I was also ordered to do any chore, even if it was unreasonable. I was also forced to sleep in a cupboard under the stairs until my Hogwarts acceptance letters started coming, as that was when I was given my cousin's second bedroom. Anytime in primary school when I tried getting help by reporting my cousin and his gang bullying me to a teacher or if a teacher saw what was happening and tried to help me, it always backfired on me. Dudley and his gang escaped punishment while the teachers who tried helping me were blacklisted because my uncle bribed the headmistress into ignoring the signs of abuse on me and make sure that my cousin and his friends didn't have to get punished. My uncle's sister is also just as bad, if not worse because she allows her favourite dog named Ripper to terrorize me whenever possible. On my cousin's tenth birthday, I accidentally stepped on the dog's paw, but the dog chased me out into the backyard and up a tree. Neither my aunt, uncle, nor my uncle's sister helped me, they just laughed at the whole fiasco as if a dog terrorizing me wasn't a big deal. I don't think they would've cared if the dog managed to maul me to death.

Do you or somebody in the ministry know any adult who is familiar with St. Grogery's Primary School? That's where I went to school before attending Hogwarts. I've dealt with too many cases of facing injustice and I can't take it anymore. My relatives also had bars put over my window after I got that warning not to use underage magic, but I wasn't the culprit. The Malfoys' house elf, Dobby did that to prevent me from going back to Hogwarts. Despite reporting my relatives' abuse to Professor Dumbledore, he still sent me back there without a reason why.

Yours sincerely,

Harry Potter

Amelia was outraged at the fact that Harry spent his Pre-Hogwarts days being abused. She remembered asking Albus what happened to Harry after Voldemort's downfall, but the headmaster of Hogwarts wouldn't tell. Realizing that a muggle school headmistress ignored the signs of abuse on Harry, Amelia got up to find one particular trainee auror. Amelia found the one witch she was looking for, the trainee auror had bubblegum pink hair that turned purple and then sapphire-blue.

"Tonks," Amelia spoke to the trainee auror. "Does anybody in your family know of anything about this muggle school called St. Grogery's Primary School? Harry Potter sent me a letter here, explaining his life before reentering the wizarding world."

"It sounds familiar," said the witch who went by Tonks. "Some relatives on my dad's side of the family may know about that. But why was Harry in the muggle world? My mum told me that Sirius Black was Harry's godfather and named guardian."

"Albus must've placed Harry with his muggle relatives," said Amelia. "The letter Harry sent mentioned Dumbledore sending Harry back to the Dursleys over the summer holidays. That implies that Dumbledore put Harry there, but he never would say why."

"I'll send a letter to my dad when I get the chance," said Tonks. "But I'll ask around the ministry and see if they have any relatives raised in the muggle world and see if they know anybody who may have worked at St. Grogery's Primary School."

"Thank you for your help, Tonks," said Amelia gratefully. "We'll also need to make sure Harry is placed with a loving and caring family when the summer holidays draw nearer and nearer."

"I concur," said Tonks. "I'd get better get that task taken care of."

So Tonks walked away while Amelia went back to her office. Something was also telling Amelia that Sirius Black was innocent, given the fact that she never heard about him getting a trial and that made the head of the DMLE very suspicious. If he was the traitor and murderer of those muggles, then why would Lily and James name him as Harry's guardian and godfather? Amelia never believed Sirius to be guilty and if her instincts were correct, then Sirius more than likely got a kangaroo court. Something needed to be done about that, but the evidence was going to be hard to find.

Back at Hogwarts, classes were finished for the day. Harry saw that Ron was a bit jumpy and looking all around him. The redhead was probably making sure not to cross paths with Millicent. This turned out to be a futile attempt because Millicent quickly found Ron, much to his horror and the amusement of the many students.

"Oh there you are, Ronnie," said Millicent as she spotted the redhead. "I've been looking all over for you! I'm looking forward to getting to know you better, maybe finding an empty classroom would do wonders for that!"

Ron screamed as he turned around and tried running away, but the bulky Slytherin girl chased after him. Ron saw that the faster he tried running, Millicent seemed to be able to catch up to him effortlessly. Many of the students witnessing the ordeal (including Harry) were all rolling around on the floor, laughing in hysterics. Millicent managed to catch up to Ron and wrap both of her arms around his waist, hugging him tightly.

"Oooooooh, it's great to see ya, Ronnie," said Millicent with a big smile on her face. "There's an empty classroom close by here, so we can start getting to know each other better there! We'd make a potentially handsome couple, methinks! Maybe we have much more in common than both of us realize!"

So Millicent started carrying Ron (with her arms still wrapped around his waist) over to an abandoned classroom. Ron began mock crying in a pathetic attempt to get out of his predicament, which fell on deaf ears. The witnessing students were finding the whole thing funny, so they kept laughing.

"I wonder how long that will be discussed?" said Harry while smirking.

"A long time," said Neville. "Ronald's mock crying just made it funnier!"

"I concur," said Hermione. "Maybe Millicent will put lipstick on and give Ronald plenty of kisses on his face."

"If that turns out to be the case, then I'm gonna wish I had a camera," said Harry, making many other students laugh harder. "But then again, how will the pictures get taken without Ronald noticing? Even if one managed to get pictures, the teachers will likely confiscate them."

"Yeah," said Hermione. "But either way, he won't hear the end of it. Ronald is definitely receiving more of his comeuppance."

"I think this'll teach him the hard way to be careful for what you wish for," stated Neville. "I can't believe he would imply that he would be more concerned with having fame and glory over a loving and caring family."

Harry and Hermione nodded their heads in agreement as they continued towards Gryffindor Tower to work on homework before dinner. Harry had no idea that there were more surprises awaiting him. Back at the ministry, Amelia was going over some more paperwork while pondering her thoughts.

'Friday afternoon I think will do wonders,' thought Amelia. 'Those Dursleys will be facing justice, and so will the headmistress of Harry's primary school very soon. The blacklisted teachers should get some compensation and vindication, too! But that'll take some time because they may have different jobs by now.'

To be continued!

Author's note: I'd like to thank 'cornholio4' for coming up with the idea of the Dursleys not being the only ones to face justice, but the headmistress facing charges too, and the blacklisted teachers eventually getting compensation and vindication.