The Daily Prophet
September 7th 1981
Miranda Feller

Hogwarts Deputy Headmistress Goes Missing !

Today, we at the Daily Prophet have found out some important news. Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress, Transfiguration Teacher and Gryffindor Head of House has gone missing. That is, right after resigning from all her positions at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Minerva McGonagall was last sighted as the trial of Kingsley Shacklebolt, who was accused of nearly giving up the Statute of Secrecy that our world, has held for many years. He was then sentenced to 10 years Azkaban.

A lot of witches and wizards have been taught by Minerva McGonagall and nearly all of us have fond memories of her. The stern expression, the witch that took points when she caught troublemakers rule-breaking, the cat animagus, the furious lioness that defended each and every single one of her students, Gryffindor or not. It is rumored that the former Professor was very good friends with Potter's and it was because of the impending danger that she went into hiding. I, as a former student of Professor McGonagall, seriously doubt that. Minerva McGonagall could seriously scare people and those glares that she gives out, would make even You-Know-Who pee in his pants !

Minerva McGonagall would stand fighting to the very end. She's a true Gryffindor and she most certainly IS NOT a coward. Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, has been reported to drive Professor McGonagall away. I blame Dumbledore and its my personal opinion that if anything happens to my favorite Professor, I will hang him from his beard by the Astronomy Tower.

This is Miranda Feller, a very angry and pissed reporter.

Minerva McGonagall grinned at the thought of the old coot hanging from the Astronomy Tower by his beard. Minerva remembered Miranda Feller. She too was a Gryffindor and was a very furious and vivacious girl. She'd went to school with the Marauder's and she'd hated Pettigrew with a passion. When asked why, she just said "Its just a feeling and I've long ago learned not to ignore my feelings".

Despite her true hate for Pettigrew, she was good friends with the rest of the Marauders. Miranda was one of her hardworking lions that didn't fool around too much. She said that you shouldn't be distracted with fun when your studying and that you shouldn't be distracted with studying when your having fun. That was her lifetime motto. She, along with Emily and Angie Potter, Lily Evans and Arielle Damson were a force to be reckoned with. They were practically the female Marauder's. The school called them the Maraudette's.

They were pranked by the Marauder's on many occasions, but they retaliated with pranks of their own, but even worse. The Maraudette motto was 'Vengeance is Sweet'. Their pranks were strong, but it also may be the fact the Emily and Angie Potter were James Potter's sisters and they knew their style. The girls always had one was or another to spy on the Marauder's and use their idea's sooner than the boys. And dear god that pissed them off. The pranks wars and food fights they had together, was a nightmare for all the teachers.

Minerva shook herself out from her thoughts and walked to the kitchen to eat some breakfast.

She waved her wand and a few pieces of bacon and 2 eggs cooked themselves. Minerva poured herself her daily coffee and sat down on the kitchen table and started eating. Then, there suddenly came a clanking sound. Minerva looked disturbed. It was the sound that the muggle mail always gave out when thrown into the house, using a flap for the mail installed on every single muggle house. Minerva didn't have any muggle friends, so technically, it was a bit weird to be receiving mail from a muggle. Or maybe it could be a cautious half-blood.

She warily waved her wand over the elegantly written envelope. There weren't any curses on it. She picked it up and took it to the living room. Sitting on the couch, she nearly dropped the envelope because of the address written on it.

To: Minerva Ruth McGonagall

From: Her Majesty Elizabeth the Second, by the Grace of God, of Great Britain, Ireland and the British Dominions beyond the Seas Queen, Defender of the Faith, Duchess of Edinburgh, Countess of Merioneth, Baroness Greenwich, Duke of Lancaster, Lord of Mann, Duke of Normandy, Sovereign of the Most Honourable Order of the Garter, Sovereign of the Most Honourable Order of the Bath, Sovereign of the Most Ancient and Most Noble Order of the Thistle, Sovereign of the Most Illustrious Order of Saint Patrick, Sovereign of the Most Distinguished Order of Saint Michael and Saint George, Sovereign of the Most Excellent Order of the British Empire, Sovereign of the Distinguished Service Order, Sovereign of the Imperial Service Order, Sovereign of the Most Exalted Order of the Star of India, Sovereign of the Most Eminent Order of the Indian Empire, Sovereign of the Order of British India, Sovereign of the Indian Order of Merit, Sovereign of the Order of Burma, Sovereign of the Royal Order of Victoria and Albert, Sovereign of the Royal Family Order of King Edward VII, Sovereign of the Order of Merit, Sovereign of the Order of the Companions of Honour, Sovereign of the Royal Victorian Order, Sovereign of the Most Venerable Order of the Hospital of St John of Jerusalem. (I went a bit overboard, didn't I ?)

What on earth would the muggle Queen want to do with her ?

She opened the letter.

McGonagall,
I have been informed of a disturbing fact by my personal servant. I have been informed that on the 31st October 1981, there was a murder on the town of Godric's Hollow. A one James Potter was murdered, effectively providing a distraction so that his wife, Lily Marie Potter and his son, Harry James Potter, would escape from the clutches of the murderer. There has been reports of a flashing green light from the cottage that the Potter's lived in, smacking and crashing sounds. A few people that were outside to celebrate Halloween, have seen a woman with red hair, along with a small black haired baby in her hands, running into the local Godric's Hollow Church, following with a very low sound of a pop.

I, don't think that James Potter standing in front of the murderer could've provided enough distraction. When our guards, further inspected the Potter Cottage, they found that the nursery room was blasted into bits. Enough evidence provided that there has been multiple objects placed in front of the nursery door. A rather careful and paranoid guard found a smashed window and below the window, a flattened flower bed of lilies, further proving my suspects that Lady Potter has jumped out of the window to save her son and herself. I've informed that there has been a recent name-changing document filed in Paris, France. There has been a document of poisonous herbs and rather disturbing ingredients bought.

An unknown source has informed me that maybe you would valuable information for this investigation. The murderer behind James Potter's death is suspected to be behind the multiple building and bridge collapses in England.

Therefore, you have been invited to Buckingham Palace for a thorough discussion.

I am waiting for your reply.

Queen Elizabeth

Minerva blinked. The muggle Queen had just invited her to tea. Sweet Morgana ! Now this was something she could safely say she hadn't dreamt of. It was just insane to think that the Queen has invited you to tea. Shaking her head, Minerva picked a piece of A4 paper and started penning her letter.

To: Her Majesty Elizabeth the Second, by the Grace of God, of Great Britain, Ireland and the British Dominions beyond the Seas Queen, Defender of the Faith, Duchess of Edinburgh, Countess of Merioneth, Baroness Greenwich, Duke of Lancaster, Lord of Mann, Duke of Normandy, Sovereign of the Most Honourable Order of the Garter, Sovereign of the Most Honourable Order of the Bath, Sovereign of the Most Ancient and Most Noble Order of the Thistle, Sovereign of the Most Illustrious Order of Saint Patrick, Sovereign of the Most Distinguished Order of Saint Michael and Saint George, Sovereign of the Most Excellent Order of the British Empire, Sovereign of the Distinguished Service Order, Sovereign of the Imperial Service Order, Sovereign of the Most Exalted Order of the Star of India, Sovereign of the Most Eminent Order of the Indian Empire, Sovereign of the Order of British India, Sovereign of the Indian Order of Merit, Sovereign of the Order of Burma, Sovereign of the Royal Order of Victoria and Albert, Sovereign of the Royal Family Order of King Edward VII, Sovereign of the Order of Merit, Sovereign of the Order of the Companions of Honour, Sovereign of the Royal Victorian Order, Sovereign of the Most Venerable Order of the Hospital of St John of Jerusalem.

From: Minerva Ruth McGonagall

Your Majesty,
It would be an honor for me to meet Your Majesty. I do indeed have information about the Potter's as I was very close friends with them. I would like to confirm some of the information Your Majesty just gave me. Of course, I didn't know that much about the Death of James Potter. I did know about Lady Potter and her son, Heir Potter running away from the house. As for the popping sound and the green light, please understand me. Your Majesty may be a bit skeptical about this matter at first. But everything I say is the absolute truth. As Your Majesty may know, back in the time of King Arthur, there were witch burnings. Of course, people thought that they had gotten rid of all the witches and wizards. But the problem is, they never even thought about a small group of witches and wizards that were hiding in the Magical places they had built. Your Majesty may have understood by now that I am telling Your Majesty that witches and wizards do indeed exist. There was a Village, called Hogsmeade, three Alley's called Diagon Alley, Knockturn Alley and Verizon Alley(A.N: My own creation). Then there is also the land that the Magical Castle and school, called Hogwarts, was built. All these lands belong to Your Majesty of course.

Unfortunately, the current Headmaster, Chief Warlock and Supreme Mugwump is clearly incompetent. And yes Your Majesty, all these titles belong to one person. Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, age 100. He really is manipulative Your Majesty. If I may, I will answer all other questions of the Wizarding World during our meeting.

I'm awaiting for the time Your Majesty has set.

Minerva McGonagall, former Transfiguration Professor, Gryffindor Head of House and Deputy Headmistress

Aurelie DeRou's POV

There was a loud crash from inside the kitchen. Aurelie DeRou jumped up in shock. What on earth could have caused such a noise ? Cautiously picking her wand up, she headed towards the kitchen. What she saw, nearly made her jump out of her skin. It was Angie Potter. There was a large gash on left cheek, small scratches on her right hand and a large purple bruise on her forehead. She appeared to be unconscious. But in both hands, she was clutching a locket that had the runes of protection and transportation etched on to it.

"Angie, Sweet Mama ! Lynnie !" cried Aurelie in shock.

A pop and the house-elf appeared. Lynnie reeled back in shock when she saw the body of her Mistress.

"Mistress Angie ! Is Missy okay ?" said the distraught house-elf.

"She'll be okay Lynnie. Please fetch me a damp cloth, some bandaids and dittany."

Lynnie nodded and popped away. Aurelie levitated the unconscious woman into a guest bedroom. Angie was taking ragged breaths, which served to worry Aurelie even more. Lynnie suddenly popped in, with additional potions and the required medicine and damp cloth.

"Thank you Lynnie." muttered Aurelie as she nearly snatched the dittany out of Lynnie's hands.

Applying a fair amount of it on the gash on her cheek, the gash sealed itself slowly and what remained of it was a faded scar. Gently rubbing the damp cloth on her scratches to stop the bleeding, she put bandaids on them. Picking her wand up, she waved her wand over the bruise. The bruise disappeared. Grabbing a Blood Replenishing Potion she poured it into Angie's throat, along with Breath Helping Draught. Once again grabbing her wand, Aurelie muttered "Enervate".

Angie stirred. She slowly opened her eyes, a full feeling of panic seeping through her.

"Who are you ? Why are you in Potter Villa ?" said Angie once she'd gained sense.

"Calm down Angela. Its Lily, I'm in a disguise. Can't have people recognizing me."

Angie was still staring at her suspiciously.

"What was the secret you told me in fifth year ?" she questioned.

Blushing, Aurelie replied. "It was the first time I admitted to fancy James."

Satisfied, Angie settled down.

"So how did you happen to be in Potter Villa right after I portkeyed in ?"

"Oh, its mine and Harry's hiding place for now. I've escaped England for the time being. They'll worship me and Harry for escaping Him. You know that only three people have done that, and they were killed in their scavenger hunt in the Netherlands. Accidental of course."

Angie nodded grudgingly. "Thanks for helping me. Merlin knows I would've been dead without you. I came here to expect house-elves tending to me."

"Oh, no worries. By the way, what happened to you ?" said Aurelie.

"Well, it was another Unspeakable experiment gone wrong. Only worse was, Death Eater's decided to attack right at that moment. We were completely unprepared, so a lot of us were injured. Thankfully, nobody died. Though ten minutes after the attack the Aurors arrived. Emily was among them, and Merlin knows she was pissed. Ten rookie Death Eater's fell to her ire, five of the Death Eater's that attacked me were nearly ripped to pieces. Two of her partners had to pull her away to stop her from killing them. All of the Death Eater's were sent to Ministry holding cells." replied Angie.

"Wow, I've seen people cowering beneath Emily's anger. The Potter temper is legendary. I pity Harry, because he's inherited both mine and James' temper. So instead of pitying Harry, I should pity the people that piss him off. Anyways, I nearly had a heart attack when there was crashing sound from the kitchen. Oh and clever rune work with locket of yours. But you still haven't told me how you ended up like this."

"Okay, I give up. I was busy putting work away. We all knew that He sent his minions for information on the devices we were working on. So, I'd lost my mind for a minute and I was trying to enchant Goblin-Made Machinery. Two Death Eater's snuck up behind me cursed me till they were happy with themselves. Three more Death Eater's joined them, because apparently they wanted revenge on the family of the Potter's. They're pretty angry that you managed to escape their Lord." said Angie reluctantly.

"Oh, well. I guess it was pure luck we managed to escape." said Aurelie.

"Where's Harry ? I'm looking forward to seeing my nephew. Emily'll kill me when she see's I saw Harry first. But its worth it. Anyways, I can floo her."

"Lynnie !"

"Yes Mistress Relie ?"

"Can you please bring Harry over here ?"

Lynnie popped away as Aurelie and Angie made small talk. "So, why did Lynnie call you Mistress Relie ? I mean, isn't your name Lily ?" asked Angie.

"Well, a few weeks ago, I changed my name to Aurelie DeRou. I brewed a potion that would change my appearance. This particular potion is a bit illegal, but I did it anyway. I wanted to protect Harry and myself. Too bad that Harry's too young to use the potion, otherwise I would've given it to him too. I think we'll live in France for ten years in the least before even considering coming back to England. Its too dangerous right now and He and his minions are still looking for us. I know he won't give up until he finds us. So far, I know this place is warded harder than Hogwarts herself. Only family members, with the exception of Professor McGonagall are allowed in. She found me, because apparently Mama and Papa keyed her into the wards. This potion I drank, will last for about ten years. I do not regret it if your going to ask. I had to take safety precautions."

Angie was about to reply when a disgruntled Lynnie covered with mashed peas, popped in with a giggling baby Harry.

"Young Master is feeling pretty mischievous today Missy Relie. Lynnie just thought to warn you." and in a hurry, the house-elf gave Harry to Aurelie and popped away to clean up.

"Hey Harry. Guess who's here to see you ? Thats right, its your Auntie Angie !" Aurelie grinned happily.

Harry gurgled before reaching for Angie and said "Up !".

Angie smiled at the cheerful baby and took him from Aurelie's arms. The baby started to babble nonsense before grabbing Angie's long black hair and playing with it.

Angie stayed for two hours. She played with Harry, talked with Aurelie and made sure she was up to date with things going on in England, ate lunch and gave produced two unbreakable, un-disposable and heavily protected vases.

"Me and Emily warded this to the best of our abilities. Its charmed so that if people under disguises, the Polyjuice, Metamorphmaguses or any other ability to disguise yourself, will be canceled right when you enter the house. Of course, it can't cancel your potion. I imagine it was pretty hard to make." said Angie before getting up going to the fireplace.

"Thanks again for healing me. Me and Emily will drop by soon. Take care, bye."

She then stepped into the fireplace, grabbed a pinch floo powder and shouted out clearly "Doe-eyed Flat !". Angie winked before disappearing.

Aurelie heaved a sigh of relief. It was a good thing that the Potter sisters were alright. It was really a relief when Angie had come so close to dying. It wasn't their time. It wasn't James' either, but Aurelie had to keep in mind that it was all for him that she and Harry were alive. James was a true Gryffindor, so were his sisters. Mama and Papa(James' parents)had nearly had a stroke when Emily had announced that she was now an Auror. They'd really disapproved of dangerous jobs, even though Papa himself was an Auror. Emily had specifically bribed Sharon Sopanta, the woman who trained her, to stop her from telling Papa.

Angie was an incredible Unspeakable. She'd been on a mission during Aurelie's and James' wedding, thats why she hadn't been present. Angie had practically toured the world with all her unpredictable missions. It was a pity for anybody who pissed her and Emily off. Merlin knows her boss, Algernon Croaker, got the worst of her temper when her was bugging her to go on a mission in China. Angie needed rest. Croaker apparently, couldn't understand the meaning of the two words, Privacy and Rest. He had this installed application in his mind that people were robots and could work without rest.

But it was for the better that Angie was now resting. Aurelie had made her swear that she would rest for at least two weeks before going back to work. If Croaker so much as glanced at her, he would face the ire of an unknown Howler.

But for now, all was well. That is, if Harry would stop throwing peas at her. It was a pity that she hadn't taken Lynnie's warning seriously. Such a pity.

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