Beta'ed by: Mad about the Boro
Chapter 11
On Monday, both mother and daughter awoke early, as the sun light was just peaking over the horizon.
"How are my girls doing?" Harry asked, holding them both.
"Good, Dad." Asajj replied, stretching.
"Aside from feeling stupid, I am feeling fine." Luminara concurred, kissing him.
"You have nothing to feel stupid about." Harry reassured, holding her.
"I needed back up to handle a shopping trip. Worse even, is the fact that it called you both off the front line." She objected.
"My brother can handle the war for a few days. The lazy bum has done nothing of note in this war, so far. It's about time he did something." Harry said, smirking.
"Nothing?" Asajj asked with a smile, waving her hand over her clothes to clean and press them. "Did he not blow up the Separatists' weapon?"
"He did, but that doesn't count." Harry said.
"Why not?" Asajj asked.
"Because… because I said so!" Harry replied, with a hint of mocking finality.
"Well, as Commander of the first wave attack group, I say uncle Obi has earned a trip back home to the Temple for his leadership of the second wave attack group and his heroic efforts in the destruction of the weapon. When we get back, we are sending him home to see little Rani." She said, smiling.
"Yes sir." Harry said, nodding.
"Good. Now, what are we doing today?" She asked.
"I was thinking about making breakfast in the TAB and inviting the family over. Maybe some pancakes, bacon and fresh red melon. Definitely some mimosas. Then we can talk about what's happening today. I know I need to go to the bank; I would also like to go shopping. There are a few things I've been craving for the past ten years. One of those things is a good chocolate frog. I'd also like to buy a few brooms, maybe even teach a few of the Sentinels how to fly. We could use them on the battle field." Harry said, leading them up to the headmaster's office.
In the office, Minerva was just coming out of her bedroom.
"Hi aunt Min. I was thinking about making breakfast and calling all the family to attend. What do you think?" He asked, dropping into a chair in front of her desk.
"I don't see a problem with that. I will need to make an appearance in the Great Hall this morning. Filius can run the school, but the students will run wild if left unsupervised for too long." She said, pouring a cup of tea from the tea set Tippy brought.
"Great." Harry said, pulling out the TAB. "We'll set up in here, if you don't mind?"
"No, by all means. I'll have Tippy tell everyone." Minerva said, shaking her head at Harry's home.
"I'll help Dad." Asajj offered, following him.
"How are you feeling dear?" Minerva asked.
"Good. Embarrassed more than anything. My simple trip turned into a mess. I hope I didn't scare Andy too bad." Luminara said, blushing.
"She was very worried, but she got over it." Minerva said, handing her a cup of tea.
Perenelle and Nicolas flashed in, holding onto Fawkes.
"I was just coming to check on you, but I see you are fine." Perenelle remarked, running her short red wand over Luminara.
"I'm fine, thank you." She said, hugging the older woman. "I hear you restarted my heart?"
"I hit your heart with pepper up. It kick started everything." She explained.
Hermione and Neville came in next and Hermione hugged Luminara. "We thought you were a goner."
"I'm all good now."
"What's that smell?" Neville asked, sniffing the air.
"My husband is cooking." Luminara said, waving at the TAB.
"Husband?" Neville asked, looking confused, before the words sank in.
"Harry!" He exclaimed, running into the TAB.
Following his nose, he found the big open kitchen and saw Harry chopping melons, standing next to a tall girl.
"Harry!" Neville shouted in greeting.
Harry looked up. "Nev?" He asked, setting his knife down.
"Harry, I didn't know you were here." He said, coming around to hug him.
"Easy, Nev. You're built like a bear. You'll crush me." Harry said, laughing.
"When did you get here?" Neville asked.
"Yesterday evening. I spent most of my time down in the hospital wing." Harry replied, pulling back.
"Nev, this is my daughter, Asajj. Sweetie, this is Neville Longbottom; back during the wizarding war, he was my spy in the ranks of the students." Harry introduced.
"Nice to meet you." Asajj said. holding out her hand.
"None of that." Neville rebuked, hugging her hard enough to lift her off the ground. "You're family."
Hermione walked in at that moment.
"Neville!" She scolded.
"'Mione, this is Harry's daughter." He introduced, waving her over.
"Hey Hermione." Harry greeted, hugging her.
"Hey Harry, and this must be Asajj. Your mother told us all about you." She said, hugging Asajj.
"So, you two?" Harry asked, smirking.
"Yes." Neville said, slinging his arm around his wife.
"Good on both of you. I saw the looks you two were giving each other during meetings." Harry said, going back to cutting melon.
"Yes well, after you left I made my move. We've been together ever since." Neville said.
"I'm happy for the two of you. So, any little bookworms on the way?" Harry asked.
"No. With both of us teaching, we thought it best to wait a bit." Hermione said, blushing.
"Dad, stop being rude." Asajj rebuked.
"Yes Princess." He said, making her blush.
Sirius and Amelia came in next, holding little Lily.
"Harry, I'd like you to meet Lily Andromeda Black." He proclaimed.
"Lily?" Harry asked, smiling. "Hi Lily. I'm your uncle Harry."
"Hi." She replied, shyly.
"Your daddy said you like pink." Harry said, pulling a silver pendent on a thin chain, with a big pink stone in the center, out of his coat.
"This pendent is very special. The pink stone in the center comes from a very cold mine on a planet made of ice. That stone comes from this crystal." He said, holding up a bigger, rough, lightsaber crystal. "And this crystal goes into a hilt, like this one." He explained, holding up his black saber hilt.
"This saber can cut through anything." He said, showing her the yellow blade. "One day, when you're older and if you practice very hard, I will teach you how to wield one. Until then, I want you to wear this pendent, always. If you ever need me, all you have to do is hold the pink stone and say my name." He elaborated, looping the chain around her neck.
Lily looked at the pretty pink stone that glowed a soft pink light and she was mesmerized. "Thank you, uncle Harry." She said, not looking up at him.
"Good girl. Now, go show your cousin Asajj your new necklace, while I have a talk with your mummy and daddy." Harry said, handing the small girl off to Asajj.
Harry motioned Sirius and Amelia off to the side.
"I wanted to say a few things. First off, if she ever drops the pendent or it get's taken off of her, it will show up in this box." He said, handing Amelia a small wooden box. "The second thing I wanted to talk to you about is your daughter's power levels. Have you noticed her doing any magic?" He asked.
"No, not that I know of, but she does spend a lot of time with our elf Lucy." Amelia said.
"Can you call her?" Harry asked, deep in thought.
"Lucy!" Sirius called, and a small elf dressed in red robes popped in.
"You called, sir?" She asked, in perfect Queen's English.
"Yes, I did. This is Harry, Lily's uncle. He asked if Lily was doing magic." Sirius said.
"Young Miss Lily often will summon toys to her if they are on high shelves. I also saw her floating her toy dragon a few times." Lucy said.
"That's what I thought." Harry said, nodding.
"That's what you thought what, Harry?" Sirius asked, looking panicked.
"Relax, Sirius. It's nothing to be worried about. Your daughter is very powerful. I can feel the power flowing off of her in waves, similar to the way it does coming off of me. All it means, is you have an opportunity to make her stronger, by not giving her a wand. She's strong enough to not need one, ever. This does mean she can't attend the school, but she can attend the Jedi Temple. With her power levels, which my daughter is reading right now, I can tell you she could be a fully trained Jedi by the age of sixteen." Harry said, smiling.
"Well, I don't know Harry." Sirius said.
"I do. My daughter will not be attending some temple to become a monk, or a killer. I want her to have the same education I had when I was a child." Amelia asserted.
"And she can if you want her to. I'm only telling you she has the potential to be great." Harry said, placing a calming hand on her shoulder.
"What do you mean great?" Amelia asked.
"Wandless magic, bladed combat, firearms training, tracking and stealth. She could join your Aurors and take out everyone of them by sixteen. Add to that a working knowledge of driving, flying, and undercover skills. She will be able to blend in with any crowd, locate a target, and take that person away, without anyone noticing. Every student of the Temple could out match any one of your top cadets, any day of the week. The better ones could take on any ten of them at once. The ones handpicked for Shadow training could take over the ministry in under ten minutes. We are the best of the best of the best. Elite." Harry expound.
"But that's a bit crazy Harry. We don't need soldiers now! There is no need for them. Also, that would be a lot for her to learn that she won't need. She's not going to be a Shadow, Harry. She's going to be a teacher, or an Auror… hell, she could even be Minister, one day. What is she going to need that training for?" Amelia asked.
"Sure, you don't need that now. Not even ten years from now. But after that? Think about it Amelia. Think about what all these years of low crime rates are going to do to your Aurors. It will start with them becoming complacent. Why do I need to keep my wand work up, if there's no one to stop? Next goes the fitness. Why hit the gym, if I'm just walking the same stretch of the alley every night? Then comes the total loss of instincts. Where those six men that just walked into the bank wearing white skull masks? It only takes a few good crimes to open the flood gates. You know what I'm saying. You've seen it before. It was a nice and quiet time, right up until the Death Eaters showed up, wasn't it? Then, you're fighting a losing war, with weak Aurors, and it takes making someone like me to put an end to it all." Harry said, shaking his head.
Amelia was lost in thought by the end of his little trip down memory lane.
"My god." She exclaimed, shaking her head. "You're right. Starting today, I'm going to tighten the belt around the office. The last thing we need is another war." She said, looking green.
"Relax Amelia, I'm sure your troops are in top form. There are a lot of veterans of the war still kicking around. You have to watch the class that comes next. Those will be your cannon fodder if a war breaks out again." Harry said. "If you need me to look over your training methods, or run your troops through drills, I'm available all this week while the girls do their thing." Harry said.
"Thanks, Harry. I'll think about everything you said." She said, turning to look at her daughter who was floating toys around her head.
"Thanks a lot, Harry. Now I'm going to have to live with her being on edge, because of the crap you just said." Sirius complained, boxing him on the back of the head.
"Hey, I was just telling the truth." Harry objected, walking over to the melon he was cutting.
"I know, but still. You better fix this, before you go back home." He said, taking a mimosa off the tray.
"I'll do what I can. You know I'm always ready to help. Maybe after the war is over and I set up my Shadow school on Naboo, I'll invite a few of her more promising cadets over for a few weeks. Teach them some things to get them in shape." He said, frying bacon.
"Speaking of this week, I hear you're the man to talk to about the dragons?" Sirius asked, smirking.
"Yes, the girls decided that I could handle that. What are we looking at?" He asked, flipping the pancakes.
"A big nest sitting in a cave at the top of a big mountain. Ten sitting mothers, and a huge alpha male." He said.
"Right, well I'll take a look at the situation later today and set up some surveillance on the nest. After I study them for a bit, I'll be able to find their sleep patterns, so I can get in and take them out in their sleep." Harry said.
"In their sleep? What happened to the guy that tired a Horntail out, on a broom?" Sirius asked.
"He grew up." Harry said.
"I can see that. You have a wife and a kid. You run a network of spies. You're running a war right now. I'd say you were more than grown up. I'd say you're the leader we were hoping you would become." Sirius observed.
Asajj came back around the counter to help her dad again. "Your daughter is very powerful. She has a lot of potential." She said to Sirius.
"I know, Harry told me." Sirius said, looking at his daughter sitting on his wife's lap.
Luminara sat at the counter. "I'm hungry, less talking and more cooking." She ordered, smiling.
"Yes dear." Harry quipped.
Harry turned back to the stove, when he saw someone approaching from the right at a fast pace. He turned to them just in time to catch a right cross to the chin from Tonks. Asajj turned to help, but her mother stopped her.
"Hi Dora." Harry said, smiling.
"Don't you 'hi Dora' me!" She yelled.
"Okay, what would you like me to say?" He asked, wiping blood from his mouth.
"Where have you been? Why didn't you come back? Why did you… oh screw it." She said, grabbing him by the shirt and kissing him.
She tried to put everything into the kiss, but Harry was having none of it. He pushed her back shaking his head.
"Stop. You're not going to find what you're looking for, because it's not there. Not anymore." Harry rebuked, holding her by the arms.
"NYMPHDORA TONKS!" Andy yelled. As she walked into the TAB. "You leave Harry alone." She ordered, grabbing her by the arm and dragging her off.
Harry turned to his wife shocked. "What the hell was that?" He asked.
"You did leave for five years, and you didn't end the relationship with her before you left." Luminara said.
"Right. I need to talk to her." Harry said, waving his hands at the stove and the rest of breakfast cooked itself and jumped onto platters. He then went after the mother and daughter.
He found them in Minerva's office.
"What is wrong with you?" Andy half yelled at Tonks. "The first time you see him in five years and you hit him; and then try to shove your tongue down his face, in front of his wife and daughter. I thought I raised you better."
"I think I share some of the blame." Harry interrupted, making the two women turn to him.
"Before I left, I was very immature, both in age and emotion. I could barely understand my relationship to Andy, let alone to you Dora. I won't say what we had meant nothing to me, but I can see now that it meant a hell of a lot more to you, and I'm sorry for that. I'm sorry for stringing you along all those years ago. I'm sorry for not ending things before I left. I'm sorry you waited for me. But I think you have to take some of the blame yourself too. You knew what kind of an emotionless person I was back then. You also knew I wouldn't know to end things when they needed to be ended. Most of all, you also knew there was only a very, very slim chance I was ever coming back here. You knew these things, and you still held onto something that never was there to begin with. Now, I can say I'm sorry for my part, but you have to admit your own part in this; because I've moved on, and you need to do the same thing. You can't spend your days pining for a married man that can't love you the way you want him to." Harry said.
Andy looked between the two of them and nodded. She knew those were the words her daughter needed to hear. She saw her daughter process the information Harry laid out on the table, and she saw the moment it all hit home.
Her shoulder slumped, her face collapsed as tears fell from her eyes. "What is wrong with me?" She sobbed, hugging her mother.
"Nothing." Harry said, hugging the two women. "I was so not ready for what we had before I left, and I should have been smart enough to figure it all out."
"I knew you didn't return the feelings, I just never let myself believe it." She said.
"Now, can we make up? You two are my children and I don't need you two fighting." Andy said.
"Sure Mum, but it's weird thinking about us both being your children. It means, at one point, I was going out with my sister." Harry said.
"Eww! Harry, that's terrible." Andy complained, boxing him on the back of the head. "Now, let's go have breakfast." She said, leading them both back into the TAB.
They found everyone seated at the big dining room table. Luminara looked up and smiled at them. "Is everything alright now?" She asked.
"Yes dear. Everything is fine." Harry said, taking a seat at the head of the table with Asajj to his left and Andy to his right. "Let's eat. The melon is really fresh, we just picked them from Rodia a few days ago." Harry said, pointing to the bright red melon no one was touching.
"Do you have plans today, Harry?" Andy asked.
"No, not really. I was hoping to make a deposit into an account at the bank. I was also thinking about doing some shopping." Harry said, filling his plate.
"Then you're going to need this." Andy said, putting a Black family ring on the table. "You are registered as Leo Black. You are a member of the American branch of the Blacks and you are married to Nora Black. With a few glamour charms, you should be able to walk around without being questioned. You are, after all, a dead terrorist. The Potter name and title was dropped from the registry in disgrace when you left. Sorry Harry." She said, patting his hand.
"It's fine Mum. I was always more of a Black anyway." Harry said, slipping the ring onto his right ring finger.
"And you always will be. Your name is on the books, along with your wife's name, as well as your daughter's name." She said, tossing Asajj a family ring. "I registered you under the name Adeline Black. It's a popular name on the American side of the Black family." She said.
"Thank you grandmother." Asajj said, slipping the ring on and smiling.
"You are very welcome pumpkin." Andy returned, with a huge smile. "Grandmother." She muttered.
"Happy to have a grand kid, Mum?" Harry asked.
"You have no idea. I thought it would never happen." Andy said.
"Mother!" Dora said, blushing.
"How about I change the subject?" Harry said, smirking at Tonks embracement. "Why the American branch?" He asked.
"You lost your accent Harry, and your daughter doesn't have one. The only one that sounds like they speak the Queen's English is your wife. You've been adopting it back when you talk to us, but most of the time you sound like a yank." Andy said.
Harry thought about it. "You're right. I never even thought about it. It's the Galactic Basic. It sounds like English, but different races speak it differently." Harry said.
"You adapted the accent of someone born on Coruscant. It's why no one looks twice at you on the lower levels." Luminara said.
"So, American it is then." Harry said, waving his hand over his face.
His eyes shifted from dark green to light blue, to match Sirius. His hair, which was streaked with dark red, lost the red tint and went cold black. His beard, which normally looked bushy and pirate like, thinned out and looked more regal. His coat shifted to look more like a cloak.
"I think that might work. What do you think?" Harry asked.
"Good enough for government work." Andy said, trying the red melon. "This is quite good. What is it?" She asked.
"I believe it's called drowgon melon, or something like that; and I'd lay off it Mum. Your lips are swelling up." Harry said, waving his hand over her face.
"Oh my." Andy said, touching her face.
"It's fine, now we know you're allergic to Rodian food. It's a fun little game I like to play. I try the local foods and see what tries to kill me. It's how I found out I'm allergic to the red clams from Mon Calamari." Harry said.
"And yet, you eat them every time you see them on the menu." Luminara lamented, shaking her head.
"You're damn right I do! They're the best clams in the whole galaxy! The meat is so tender, and one of them is the size of your head." Harry effused, smiling dreamy.
"And you swell up like a balloon." Asajj remarked..
"Are there really clams the size of your head?" Sirius asked.
"The size of a dinner plate." Harry said
"My god!" Sirius exclaimed, thinking about it.
"That's nothing. Try this." Harry said, grabbing a huge green apple out of the basket on the counter. "This comes from the royal orchard on Naboo. It's a planet much like our own, but it's closer to it's star, so it stay a beautiful summer temperature almost all year round." Harry explained, cutting the big apple into wedges and passing them out.
"I've bought some land around the royal lake, where the properties of all of the former queens of Naboo are located. The land has the apple orchards this apple came from. Normally you can't buy land there, but I have an in with the Nubian Royalty." Harry said.
"You can say that. Dad has adopted the Queen as a little sister. Between that, and the fact that Dad has save the planet twice from invasion, meant that Aunt Padme could sell him the land next to her lake house, for a fraction of it's value." Asajj said, smiling.
"Yes, well, being a hero has it's perks." Harry said, buffing his nails on his shirt.
"Harry, this apple is really good." Andy said.
"I love them. I love Naboo. It's where I'm settling down after the war. With all of the Sentinels seeing combat, I'm going to take a few of them out of the field and put them through training. Then, I'm going to hand them off to Jango Fett for some bounty hunting training. In a few months, we will have ten new Shadows. Then, the demands on my time will fall away. I'll still take missions here and there, but I plan on hanging up my Jedi robes after the war. I talked to the Queen and she agreed to let me open a Jedi academy for Shadows on Naboo. As for my time here, I plan on relaxing as much as I can." Harry said, with a happy smile on his face.
That smile was short lived however when he looked over the Auror cadets. "My God, Amelia! Is this really the best of the best?" He asked, looking at the thirty aurors in red robes, dueling each other.
"They are my top ranked group. All of them have more than ten arrests on record." She said, looking affronted and fearful at the same time. Yesterday, she was happy with her aurors. Today, after the things Harry said, she was very worried about the future.
"Right." Harry said, waving a gold American Aurors' shield out of thin air and clipping it to his belt. "Leo Black is now a highly decorated Auror from the states, here to help you run your guys through some training." He said, looking to Andy.
She knew what he was saying. For Harry to be able to go down there and even talk in the room, he needed to be an Auror. Now, all she had to do was add it to his fake file.
"It looks like the shopping trip is going to be cut short today for me. You ladies can go on ahead of me, but I have work to do." He said, turning to the door.
"Do you want me to stay with you Dad? I can help." Asajj offered.
"No, Pumpkin. Go with the group. Can you pick me up a few things while you're out?" He asked, waving a list into her hand.
"Sure Dad." She agreed, looking the list over. It was mostly candy and brooms, but he had a few other items on the list, like raw ore from the goblins of Gringotts.
"Now Amelia, let's go talk to the troops." Harry said, walking out the door to the observation room.
Amelia called all of the aurors over to the side of the room, where she and Harry stood.
"Everyone listen up! This is Leo Black. He is a cousin of the Minister and an highly decorated American Auror. He's here visiting her and I asked him to look over the lot of you and tell me where he thinks you guys can use some help. Leo, if you would please take over?" She said, stepping back.
"Sure, I was watching from the observation room and what I saw was truly shocking. You lot are some of the most un-disciplined, slow, and weak Aurors I've ever had the misfortune of laying eyes on in my life! Cadets coming out of the American academy are better trained than you are. If a dark uprising were to take place today, you all would be dead by the end of the week." Harry said bluntly, and watched the rage his words sparked blossom on the Aurors' faces.
"How dare you!" He knew it was coming, and he was not surprised it came from one of the shittiest Aurors in the group.
"I dare because I could take all of you on without magic. You have no physical fitness. You're all over weight by about ten pounds, and you all stand there and throw spells back and forth at each other. What kind of Aurors are you?" He asked coldly, but on the inside he was smirking. They all hated him by now.
"Big words, but can you back it up Yank?" The big guy asked. Obviously this was the leader of the fat and lazy Aurors.
"You asked for it. Now you call it. You pick any nine of your friends and meet me on the floor." Harry commanded, dropping his coat on the floor and walking over to the dueling area.
The Aurors all looked to their boss, but she just shrugged. "He's here on request of the Minister. You called him out, now go prove your not what he says you are Travers. I'm staying out of this." She said, walking over to the stands.
Steven Travers looked fearful for a split second, then he shook it off. Ten to one. They could do this easily. No one could stand up to odds like that. He looked around the group and nodded to the nine best guys in the room. Of the nine, two were dueling champs on the euro circuit, and three were veteran guys, left over from the last war. The rest took seat in the stands.
Harry looked at the men and nodded to Travers. "The rules are you have to take me down. Use whatever you like, but the second you throw a killing curse I'll make you wish you were never born." Harry informed them.
"And what are you going to do?" Travers challenged, looking for Harry's wand.
"I'm going to put you guys down, without any magic." Harry said, cracking his knuckles.
Travers looked confidently at his other friends, before calling out. "Take him down!"
Most of the aurors grabbed their wands and started to fire curses.
Unfortunately, Harry wasn't standing around to get hit by their spells, he was moving. He grabbed the guy closest to him and slammed his fist into the man's face, breaking his nose and knocking him out. Two minutes later, all of the Aurors were on the floor bleeding. Harry stood over Travers.
"You okay fat boy? I hope I didn't mess up your face too badly." He said.
"I'll kill you!" Travers yelled.
"I think we should fix your broken nose first." Harry said, conjuring a fake wand and pulling it out of his vest.
He waved the stick at Travers and fixed his face.
"That goes for the rest of you. Let's fix what I broke." He said, turning his back on Travers to help the next guy. Travers shot a blasting curse at his back. Harry spun around and batted the spell away. "Really? At my back when the fight's over?" Harry asked.
"Good." He said, confusing Travers.
"There is no such thing as a fair fight. The only fight that's fair, is the fight you win!" He said, loud enough for the rest of them to hear him. "That's rule number one. Rule number two, is payback." Harry said, breaking Travers legs with a bone breaking curse.
"Rule number three, is never treat your opponent as anything more than what they are. If you're going after a shop lifting kid, treat them like a little kid. Hurl school yard jinxes and spells at them. Make them look like a fool in front of everyone in the street. It will teach them a very important lesson. If you are going after a killer, treat them like a killer. Follow the rules of engagement, but fight dirty. If you come up against anyone else in between those two extremes, treat them like what they are!" Harry lectured, healing the fallen Aurors.
He left Travers for last.
"And if you're a fat ass, then you are going to catch a Killing curse to the face one day, and it will end your tubby existence!" He said, mending the bones in his legs.
"Standing in one place and shooting spells is the quickest way to die out there!" Harry said to the group. "And if one of you dies, then what happens to the people you are out there protecting? You have to always remember, we get good in here, so we can take care of the scum out there. Not for us! But for those people out there that can't defend themselves! Looking around this room I can see you all have very short memories. Just five years ago, you were at war with Death Eaters. Do you think that was a one-time deal? That another group like that can't rise to power again?" He asked, shaking his head. "Because it will. Not might, but will!" He said, shocking the group.
"There are people out there that like hurting others. They like the feeling of power they get from it. They crave that power. And they all carry one of these." He said, holding up his stick. "One day, two of these sick fucks are going to meet. They are going to get to talking about the sick shit they like to do to weak and defenceless people. Those two meet two other sick bastards, and two more; and before you know it, you have Death Eaters in the streets again! Raping and killing innocent people! The people you swore an oath to protect! Now, how the hell are you going to do your job, if you're shitty Aurors? How are you going to fight a running battle in the alley, when you can barely walk?" He asked, and looked to make sure they were hanging on his every word.
He caught Amelia's eye and winked. "The answer is you can't!"
"Well what can we do about it?" One of the Aurors asked, from the back of the group.
"Get better! Get stronger! Get faster! Be a force to be feared! Not mocked! Crime is down right now. It's the perfect time to train. Run drills. Run combat training. Just plain fucking run!" He said, smirking which got a laugh out of most of the group.
"Like I said, crime is down right now, but it won't be if you guy stay a bunch of doughy bastards." He said, getting the whole group laughing. "Now, ditch the robes and lets run some dodging drills! They have two benefits: one they make you react faster, and two, they make you sweat! Now move it people! I want to see you fat fucks sweat!"Harry called out as the group ditched the red robes and got into teams of two on the floor.
Amelia came over with tears in her eyes.
"I've let them get lazy." She said.
"No, you didn't. You run the whole department. It's not your job to watch this group's every move. What you need to do is get Mad Eye out of retirement, and down here three times a week to keep them on their toes. Aside from that, they're a good group. There's a lot of potential here. Now, get back to running your office. I'll put them through their paces and send them back out into the field to walk their beats." Harry said.
"But what about the rest of the Aurors?" She asked.
"You only have to do this once. The word will spread like butter on warm toast. By tonight, the whole force will know what happened here today. This type of message only needs to be taught once. These thirty Aurors will keep the rest of the group in check. You don't get a talking to like I just gave them, and not feel responsible for the whole department. They just needed to be reminded what their job is. They are the only line of defence between the scum and the innocent. I'll be available for the next two days. I'll be in this room, if you want to send any problem cases my way. Other than that, I'm just going to lay out a training plan that they can run on their own." Harry said, patting her on the back.
"Thank you, Harry. I know this was supposed to be your week off and now you're going to be spending it in this room." She said.
"It beats fighting a war." He lied. He loved the action more than this, but he would take what he could get; and besides, he missed teaching. These Aurors might not be Jedi Padawans, but they were in desperate need of attention and he was more than willing to give it to them.
"I'll make sure you get compensated for this some way." She said, feeling better now that Harry was looking after her troops.
"No need. This is fun." He said, catching foul play on the other side of the room. "Hey shit-for-brains! Yes, you in the blue shirt. The next time you shoot anything but an OWL level curse during dodging drills, I'll be your dance partner and show you a good time. Do you understand me?" Harry asked coldly.
"Yes sir." He got back from the man that looked like he might have pissed himself a little bit.
"I've got to go, Amelia. I need to make sure they remember how to play this game." He said, rolling his eyes and walking away. "Hey, you with the big tits! It's called a bra. Get one, before you knock yourself out! And as for you, guy that's just staring at said tits, stop staring so hard! You'll go blind!" He said to a sea of laughter. "Now, let's try un-wanded take downs! No, I don't think so titty boy! You're switching partners with the girl in the back. This is not your chance to make a move." He said, shaking his head.
Amelia stood there for a few more minutes, before she walked out with a warm feeling in her chest. Thing were looking up.