A/N. I was added to two communities…yay! This is going to skip around a bit; everyone should get a mention. There should have some funny bits in this chapter. My shout out goes to my guys mom (R.I.P.); she inspired the beard scene-just swap it for a tie, and she really did that to a real life "Albus". How you guys like Harry's new magical animal -is she unique? Also I'm not sure about killing off Rohini anymore-your thoughts? As always please review!

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Chapter 11. Cause and Effect

Ingrid and Harry popped in to Hogsmeade. She was quite angry, and had a letter scrunched in her hand. Bertie suggested that Harry should go with her, mostly in an effort to keep her calm, as he could not go. Harry was in semi-dress robes with all of his regular protective gear on; acromantula silk underclothes, emergency portkey, poison detecting ring, dagger, and brooch. He also wore a glamour over his fey features; those would be kept a secret as long as possible. Ingrid was also dressed up, and was carrying a lot more items hidden on her person. He was nervous, but he needed to show Dumbledore who exactly he was messing with; Ingrid, an angry mom and dragonborn to boot. He spared a thought for Bertie; he was having a 'talk' with Harry's former relatives and making arrangements to get into Hogwarts. Harry secretly hoped that Bertie turned them into dragon dung. They moved swiftly, and stopped to talk to no one.

Ingrid walked up to the gates of Hogwarts with Harry walking behind her. Both of their senses were flared out for threats. The gates creaked open and they continued the walk to the front of the castle.

Harry took everything in with interest, as this was his future school. He knew Ingrid wasn't happy, but 'Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer' seemed a good idea to go by. He thought it seemed a bit scary, but he knew that Ingrid would keep him safe.

The huge double doors were opened by a withered, cranky man named Filch. He was partially balding, wore grubby clothes, had a rather sharp odor, and a mangy cat that hung about his ankles.

"What chu' want?" he grumbled.

"To let us in, you complete nincompoop! What type of people do they have working here? Open the doors NOW! I will be having words with the Headmaster." Ingrid seethed.

Filch let them in, begrudgingly, and led them to the headmasters office. Harry was amazed at the sheer vastness of the castle, and his skin was buzzing with magic. He thought that the stairs were a bit unsafe, as they moved on their own accord, and thought that the castle could use some insulation.

Filch led them to a stone gargoyle and whispered into its ear. Neither Harry nor Ingrid showed that they heard 'Curly Wurly', and Harry only jumped a bit when the gargoyle slid over. Filch left them, and they stepped on the stone steps that moved on their own.

Ingrid gave his hand a small squeeze, and she stepped into the office.

He saw cabinets full of strange things and books, portraits talking to one another, and at the center sat a desk with a bearded old man.

"Ahh… it's Mrs. Botts and young Harry. What do I owe this pleasure of this visit? May I offer you a lemon drop?" Albus said with twinkly eyes. Harry felt that the man was not pleased to see Ingrid.

"You can tell me exactly why I shouldn't hex you back to Camelot for writing the biggest load of dragon dung in this damnable letter!" and Ingrid slammed the crumpled letter on the desk.

Severus Snape had a marvelous day. He gotten a good deal on moonstones and unicorn tears at The Stirring Cauldron and was contacted to be in The Advancing Potioneer for the next article. They were impressed by his usage of the unicorn hair, three drops of blood, and dried nettles that changed a common cleaning potion to a warding potion. He received congratulations from his colleagues as he was one of the youngest wizards to ever receive such an honor. He was thinking of telling his elf of pulling out some of his reserved wine as a pat on the back when he entered his home. He spelled himself clean from the floo, pulled off his cloak and shoes, and made his way into the kitchen.

He was about to help himself to the meal that Millie made, when a voice startled him.

"I hear congratulations are in order. To be the youngest wizard in The Advancing Potioneer is something to be commended."

An older wizard that was dressed well was leaning against the door to the kitchen. He didn't have his wand out, but that didn't mean that he was harmless. Traps could have already been laid, poisons soaked on things he might have touched….

"Who are you, and why are you in my house?" Severus spoke tersely. His wand was with his cloak, and he made a mental note to buy a wand holster for his wrist if he survived.

The wizard flicked up an amused eyebrow. "You should know, as you have requested that I take you on as an apprentice several years ago."

Severus leaned back in his chair, eyes wide open. "Bertie Botts? The potion master with over 400 discoveries?"

"Goodness, is it really so few? I must have forgotten to list a few of them. Hmm, well then that makes this much easier. I would like to accept you as a formal apprentice." A parchment popped out of thin air, and Bertie handed the parchment over the Severus.

Severus accepted it, a bit suspiciously though. He opened it and began reading through it. It was clever and well thought out. His eyes widened at the percent that Bertie agreed to give him for future discoveries. His Slytherin senses told him there was something more to this deal, and he decided it was better to ask now than to be surprised later.

"Why now? What are you planning to get out of this deal?" Severus asked in a guarded tone.

"Are you up to hear a story? Perhaps you should call your house elf to bring some of your fine wine…"

With a broad grin, Bertie Botts began the tale of a young boy named Harry Potter.

Ammut looked at her young daughter. She was going wild and she was now a multi colored snake, since her snake form was the most advanced. She kept flashing happiness, confusion, and the pull on her magic. Her wizard was close, as in within 5 miles close. Ammut sighed, commanded her daughter to change forms, and picked up the wiggly fox in her mouth. She changed into a large dog, and then trotted off to the direction of the pull. 'Maybe somehow I can tell them about my master. I haven't formed a friendship bond in a long time, but perhaps now is the time.' She thought positively.

Harry noticed that the portraits seems shocked (a few seemed pleased) by Ingrid's treatment of the headmaster. Albus raised one thick eyebrow at the letter.

"I am sorry, but I don't quite understand the anger on your part. I thought I was perfectly clear in the letter" Albus twiddled his thumbs.

"ALBUS DUMBLEDORE! I told you that you were not allowed to contact him in any shape or form. Then you have the audacity to send him a letter, stating that you have some belongings of his deceased father and you wish him to contact you in order for him to receive it!" Ingrid's voice was nearly screeching, and Harry felt her magic crackling. He was surprised that she hadn't gone for her wand yet, and then noticed the reason why. Her hands were taking on a rather scaly look, and Harry tentatively placed a hand on her shoulder.

Albus, however, decided to open his mouth and make the situation much worse.

"My lady, it is my right as a friend to his parents to make sure that Harry has something to remember them by."

Harry stepped back, as Ingrid went absolutely still. In one swift movement, she grabbed his beard and jerked him up out of his seat. The headmaster let out a yelp of pain and indignity.

Her voice was very quiet, but Harry was sure that the portraits heard every word.

"Listen very closely, you decrepit old goat. Harry is my son, and you are no friend to us. How you deluded yourself that you actually care for him is beyond me. I will not tolerate you meddling in his life. He is not a weapon that you can use against the dark; he is a child that needs to be sheltered and protected. You will send his fathers things by owl today. Any more funny business and I will call you out for a wizards duel. I hope that we understand each other" and with that she picked up the scissors on the desk and cut off his beard.

Albus Dumbledore toppled behind his desk, and she banished the beard with the exception a few strands.

She motioned for Harry to follow her, and walked to the door then stopped.

"For the record, Harry will be starting late this term. Good day Albus" the continued strolling out the door.

Albus sat at his desk, wondering how he let things get out of hands. As he put his hand touching his new haircut, one Phineas Black said, "If I were still alive, I would sweep that woman off her feet. All that fire in her eyes, and her magic crackling like thunder…." And put his hand over his heart, a goofy smile plastered on his face.

As they walked out the front doors, Harry stopped Ingrid and unexpectedly gave her a hug.

"Mum…..thanks. Let's go home" He whispered in her dress.

Tears of joy and gratefulness spilled down Ingrid's cheeks. How she had been waiting to hear him say that!

"Oh my darling! Let's go home and have a small celebration, for pulling one over the beardless wonder" she said dabbing her eyes. As they walked to the gate, movement caught their eye. A large dog had run in front of them and sat down, dropping a small furry bundle of white fur.

Ingrid pushed Harry behind her and a golden dome rose up around both of them. She was taking no chances with her hatchling.

{Hello. No need to be frightened. I come bearing the young ones bond mate.}

Ingrid's eyes open wide. This was no ordinary dog, and she smelled the strangeness of the dog's blood.

{What are you?}

{Magical metamorphmagus.}

Ingrid never heard of such a creature, but she did know what a metamorphmagus was, and wondered if the dog had other forms.

{The bundle of fur, it is the bond mate to my hatchling?}

{Yes.}

The golden dome came down, and Harry was surprised. He heard nothing of the conversation and was worried.

"Harry, do you feel a pull to the small animal on the ground?" Ingrid asked gently.

Harry studied the white fluffy ball, and walked towards it. The large dog backed up respectfully. He knelt on the ground and touched it. Immediately swirls of colors surrounded him and the bundle, and Harry felt a happiness that was not his own.

Ingrid threw up a hasty illusion to prevent anyone from seeing what was happening, and was trying to absorb some of the leftover magic. Albus would know something was happening, but he wouldn't figure it out by her being careless.

The large dog copied the human, and assumed she had a good reason for doing so. Powerful wizards had enemies, and it was always good to keep your strengths hidden.

It was over, and Harry was smiling and holding the bundle carefully. Ingrid let out a sigh of relief.

{Thank you. The old man in the castle has bad intentions for my son.}

{My daughter will take care of him. Now I ask for a favor. Free my wizard; he is trapped in a tree.}

Ingrid was thoughtful. She was unsure of this unknown wizard. What if he was evil? At the same time, what if he was a good wizard stuck in the tree? She couldn't ask the familiar; they were loyal and would support their master no matter what. She made a decision.

{I will send my son and your daughter to my home. You shall tell me more about your wizard. Then I shall look at your tree. Will you remain in this form?}

The dog tilted her head, sensing the hesitation in the witch's thoughts.

{I will wait here in this form. Send the nestlings to safety.}

Ingrid nodded her head, and then continued the walk down to Hogsmeade with a happy Harry and a ball of fur in tow.

Ammut watched as the group walked away. 'Please come back. My Godric deserves to be saved.' she thought sadly.

A/N. Hope you enjoyed it. Are you surprised? Not sure if I will be able to upload again this week, but as promised, I have uploaded twice this week. As always, R & R, just no flames :)

autumngold: Yes, there is always a chance Dumbles will try something, but that was the strongest block he had, and I doubt he will try that again. Dumbles is more focused on getting Harry back under his control right now. they are more worried about Dumbles or Fudge forcing Harry to come back tby making some trumpt up law, and they are sticking to the addage 'keep your enemies close'. Harry will have plenty of people to to protect him in Hogwarts, not to mention he has gotten pretty powerful himself. We will get a taste of that next chapter