Hey Pup, just writing to you about how the match went the other day. It started out cleaner than I expected, but they started playing dirty once I began to gain the upper hand. Fortunately the ref caught on and slapped one with a permanent ban, and I think I permanently took one out of the game myself. One thing's for sure , he's not having kids!

Any-who, I've managed to talk my estranged cousin into staying with my side of the family. They've had a rough operation, and currently recuperation. The gang's eager to meet them but we've been keeping access restricted, so they don't get mobbed. I'll make sure you get your chance to meet them during the Spring break.

Stay safe and stay in touch. Padfoot.

Harry smirked as he finished reading the letter. "Crazy basted pulled it off." Harry thought to himself. Harry was surprised to get 3 letters that morning, but the identities of the writers was easy to decipher. The first envelope had paw print on it- obviously Padfoot. The next had a pink lightning bolt that got slimmer as it went down- could only be Tonks. And the final one had two wax seals: One for the ministry, and the other was of the Bones family.(Harry recognised the house seal due to Sirius giving Harry a crash course in prominent magical families, and how to act around them in public, because he SOMEONE should.) -Obviously Sirius gave Amelia something other than a cooking recipe.

Harry folded the letter and put it in his pocket before opening the letter from Tonks.

Wotcher Harry, Auror Tonks here. So listen, I heard my family reminded me of how we used to visit you and your parents, back when you was a baby. I used to use my metamorphmagus abilities to make you laugh so hard you would need changing. Until they made me change you every time I did it.

I graduated Hogwarts the year before you arrived, and I'm guessing Snape's still an arse, right? Sorry you got stuck with Umbridge. Their's horror stories about her in the ministry. So here's a few for you to spread around; I once heard that she made a goblin cry. Another time someone said that she puts enough sugar cubes in her tea to kill a troll. And my personal favourite, she once was in a relationship with Fenrir Greyback but he cheated on her and that's why she hates them so much. I bet she's into some real kinky shit. Have fun getting that out of your head!

Hope to hear from you. Tonks.

"Thanks for that Nymphadora!" Harry thought with a grimace. "I guess that it couldn't hurt to write back, If only for revenge." Finally he came to the third letter. Harry stole a quick glance at Susan before opening the letter.

Dear Lord Potter.

It has come to my intention that you have methods of communication with someone of great interest to me. I would like a private meeting with them if you could arrange one I would be most appreciative. Such a meeting would be beneficial to us all if my research is correct.

Yours sincerely Madam Bones.

"Dose that mean that means she knows Sirius never got a trial? Finally!" This was all very informative for Harry. He decided to share some of this information. "Hey, Parvarti, Lavender, did you know Umbridge apparently made a goblin cry."

Later.

"Anything new going on the Umbridge department?" Susan asked.

"She's looking for a member of your group she can pressure into giving you all up." Pansy answered, and Susan then proceeded to write her answer down. It was only themselves and Luna in the room for this meeting. "Where are the guys and Granger?"

"Fred George and Harry have detention with Umbitch. Hermione and Neville are waiting for them to get out, to heal them." Luna answered calmly.

"What did Harry do this time?" Pansy asked with a sigh of frustration. Both girls instantly began grinning. "What?"

"So it's "Harry" now?" Luna questioned with a smirk.

"And why do you only care about Harry?" Susan added on with a predatory smile.

"Because with the twins and it not being known throughout the castle it's always a failed prank, and Malfoy still has his jaw, so I've got no idea what Harry would be in for. As for why I call him Harry now is because he was getting annoyed at me always calling him Potter while was teaching me." Pansy snapped with a scowl.

"Well if you must know the three of them tried to steal and burn those blood quills of hers." Susan responded.

"Umbitch has her cat plates watch the room while she's gone. Why didn't they ask me about the plan?" Pansy questioned.

"It was more of a spur of the moment thing." Luna answered.

"Idiots." Pansy muttered.

"Boys." Susan commented with a role of her eyes.

"Gryffindor boys." Luna beamed.

You know, Cho's kind of worried about Harry getting with Hermione? She'd never expect you." Susan grinned.

"Shut up! I don't care who your aunt is Susan Bones, I will hex you into oblivion!" Pansy snarled.

"Relax Pansy, were only joking." Susan tried to sooth the snakes anger.

"Yeah, besides, Harry told me if he had to date a Slytherin it would be Tracey Davis." Luna casually commented.

"What?" Pansy deadpanned.

"How do you know this?" Susan questioned.

"I got curios so I asked him." Luna answered with a shrug. He said Pansy and Millicent were to close to Draco as one of the main problems..." Pansy flinched at that. " He wouldn't touch Lily Moon because she has the same name as his mum, and Daphne looks like she's immune to cheering charms."

"I always thought they should have her guard Azkaban rather than dementors." Susan commented.

"So he just got to Tracey by elimination?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Susan smirked.

"As far as I can tell."

"Actually..." Pansy looked on in thought. "...I've been seeing the little trolls leering at her, do you guys think one of you can watch her when she's not with me? She took Arithmetic instead of Magical Creatures."

"I'll pass it onto the others." Susan nodded.

The next morning.

"Davis!" A male voice called out from behind Tracy she was making her way to Arithmetic up the same abandoned spiral stairway she always used to avoid the crowds it wasn't as big as the main stairs and was only useful for a handful of Slytherin's.

Tracy turned to see Crabbe and Goyle smirking at her and holding their wands. Tracy fought to keep the colour from draining her face. "Shouldn't you two be in class?" She asked, sounding a hell of a lot more confident than she felt!

Both "boys" grinned like mad dogs. "We thought we would allow you to do the honour of satisfying us in a broom closet. " Crabbe grind.

Tracy tore her wand from her robes as fast as she could but it wasn't fast enough. "Expelliarmus!" Goyle yelled and Tracy's wand flew into the air and clattered to the ground behind her. "The hard way it is. Stupefy!"

A hand holding a wand appeared over her shoulder and silently blocked the spell and sent a bludgeoning hex at each of the man-trolls. Crabbe and Goyle both put up shield but the spell ripped through them like knives though wet paper bags. Both of targets were hit in the chest and tumbled down the stairs with multiple thumps and cries of pain.

Tracey had not moved since she was disarmed and was taking shallow, rapid breaths. Harry picked up Tracey's wand and contemplated how he should approach. One wrong move and Tracey might jump back and fall down the stairs herself, or have a panic attack. Harry slipped around and looked her in the eyes. He heard her take a sharp breath upon seeing him and the wand in his hand. "Tracey." Harry softly called as he raised the wand. It was only then that Tracey realised he was holding the tip and hat it was her wand. It took Tracey a few seconds to process that he was offering her, her wand back before she slowly reached for the handle. "Are you going to be okay?"

Tracy blinked, and blinked again. "I-I th-think so." Tracey stuttered.

Harry didn't like that answer, and his face showed it. "Stick to public areas, and let me know if you want some duelling practice." He ordered.

"Okay." Tracy managed to answer. With a nod, Harry put on his invisibility cloak and left.