Well... This will probably be the last regular weekly update. I'm playing Star Wars The Old Republic, the new MMORPG and it take a lot of my free time. I don't plan on abandonning that fic though and I will do my best to not make you wait too long between chapter and try to keep the weekly update as much as possible, or at least every two weeks.

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It is this reporter's concern that the Ministry's judgement wasn't as sharp as they claim it was by giving too much authority the new High Inquisitor. It doesn't help that this same person had half her student decide to remove her class from their schedule because it was "Completely rubbish" "Boring" and loads more thing that I can't write in this magazine without needing to put an age restriction to readers.

This reporter's also had his hands over the holidays on the fabled volume they had to study and

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Cornelius had enough. The Quibbler, even if it was the less regarded media support, was still read by some and words travel fast, even more when you're in a magical world. People kept on sending letters of complaints about Umbridge and he was almost fearing that he was losing the grasp on Hogwarts he worked hard to get. That article wasn't the first, somebody in Hogwarts has been sending letters to the editor from the school and it was certainly a student as most of the "source's" information could only come from direct experiences.

He had to do something to get back the trust of the people, yet he couldn't spare his contact in the school.

"So Lucius... How do you think we should address this situation?" Said Fudge to his most trusted adviser.

The platinum haired man drank an other sip of his coffee. "You have to make an action, find a solution to a problem. Right now, words won't do anything, at least not alone. They need to be preceded by an act that will please the population."

"We could capture a criminal. I have my doubts that Stan, the Knight Bus conductor, is hiding a lot, probably big stuff. Maybe even being the one to kidnap the Greengrass girl as he was one of the last ones to see her." Said Fudge. That had been another thorn in his foot when the girl disappeared. He was just barely able to silence the press on the thing, but few peoples already suspected kidnapping.

"It is an idea. But it doesn't address the current problem. The action need to have a link to Hogwarts situation." Said Lucius. He, on his part, didn't seem so saddened by the disappearance of Daphne.

"What do you suggest? I can't just have a teacher sacked without anything!" Retorted Fudge while putting his cup down a bit to strongly, spilling a bit of coffee on the desk.

"You control the press, you can create the reason. I would suggest the half-giant. You won't even have any need to find a reason for him. He brought dangerous animals in his classes, he is a half-breed of the worst kind, most students are scared of him and I'm certain your High Inquisitor already have studied enough his classes to give you more reasons. My son can speak of it too." Concluded Lucius as if it was obvious. The look on Fudge face told him he had given him what he wanted.

"Great idea! Well, I don't dislike the man that much in fact, but its for the best. Great power need great responsibilities, yet also its share of sacrifices. Its good to have you by my side Lucius, you always seem to have the solution to everything. If I didn't knew you more, I'd fear you more than Dumbledore about pinning for my post." Fudge was already writing a message to Umbridge about sending him her review of Hagrid's classes.

"Oh I would hate to be in the spotlight. I'm happy enough without all these responsibilities. I'm just glad I can help from my insight." Said Lucius with a barely hidden grin.

The Malfoy patriarch kept his devoted image on the outside, devoted to the Ministry and the well-being of the population. On the inside, it was certainly something else. He couldn't help but be glad the minister was such a fool. He was already dancing in his palm. No need for the Impero curse to control him, a simple nudge in the right direction and wonders happened.

oOo

"Come on! Hurry-up!" Said Mrs. Weasley to the group.

They were to Portkey near the station in less than half an hour and obviously, every redheads of the house were still in the process of packing the belongings they brought plus their gifts. Hermion was ready in advance, as was Daphne, but Harry was a tad-bit late. He had tried to pack in the morning with the spell Tonks had used when they came to get him on summer. It was a mess in the end. All he was able to do was bundle everything in one spot, his trunk open on the top as if it was trying to swallow up everything. Harry wondered why they had brought him that much of his things, he didn't even use half of them. It was McGonagall that had gotten his and every Weasley's things. It was a good thing in the end that they didn't have that much belongings.

Once every one was ready, they rounded up around a plate. They had to squeeze themselves a bit to be all able to touch it – not that Harry and Daphne minded - but in the end they felt the familiar tug on their navel and the unpleasantness of the trip gave harry a light headache. Moody and Molly were accompanying them, but Tonks was supposed to wait for them on the platform. They quickly made it to the barrier with just enough advance to not have to run and still have some time to say goodbye.

"Wotcher, Harry." Said the familiar voice.

"Hey Tonks!" Said Ginny.

Harry saw that she had no disguise. It was a bit weird in fact. He voiced his question in a low tone so only her and his friends could hear. "Say Tonks. How come you never disguise yourself? Aren't you supposed to fake hating me and Dumbledore?"

"It was already common knowledge that I was on your and Dumbledore's side, just like Moody and some other Aurors. So I don't need to hide or anything. As long as I search for Sirius, or a least look like it, I can stay in the Aurors. I'm just not counted on for helping against you or Dumbledore. Other than Moody, who is retired anyway, no other Aurors are know member of the Order though. So really, no need to worry about me." Answered Tonks in as low a tone as Harry.

"DAPHNE!"

The group turned to see Tracey running toward them. Harry was openly holding hands with his girlfriend which brought the blond girl to a sudden stop before a smirk appeared on her face. "Well, you've made me worry a lot for nothing."

"What do you mean Trace?" Asked Daphne after a friendly hug with her best friend.

"Don't you think your father didn't try to contact me to know where you where? My sister waited for the last day to tell me she saw you. She said once she learned your father was searching for you that it was best if the least people knew you where with Harry Potter and as your father was becoming more and more insistent toward us, she thought it best not to tell me either." She said. "I should have guessed that you'd contact him first though. Yet I'm still surprised that you seem to have decided to come out in the open."

"Sorry, but as you said, I knew father would have checked with you, so it was better to go to someone he didn't knew I had ties with." Said Daphne, giving a light squeeze to Harry's hand. "And yes, I know its surprising but at the same time, its the best. It would have come out anyway someday, I never cared for the others opinion."

"Now I really wish we had Colin and his camera at the ready for when Malfoy sees you two together." Continued Tracey before the whistle of the train stopped anybody from commenting.

They didn't take long for the goodbyes and quickly got to the closest wagon. On the way, Daphne saw her father in the distance, just as he also saw her. Harry felt her stop and look to somebody in the distance. Even without Daphne telling him, he knew who that was. She had mentioned that she looked a lot like her father and he couldn't deny the resemblance. He already had an androgynous face so it didn't shock him that much. Still, when he looked at his girlfriend's father, he couldn't help but feel the difference between the two of them. She did get her cold demeanor from him, but she was warm on the inside – god forbid if Ron ever hear that thought.

Protectively putting an arm around her shoulder, Harry glared at the man with all the intimidation his fifteen year old self could muster against the much older wizard. In the end, it still seemed to work well as the man who at first wanted to get to his daughter stopped in his track, looking slightly gobsmacked. Once the train began moving, they climbed in it, allowing the conductor to close the door.

They stayed in the entrance a few minutes, Daphne holding onto him while still shaking a little. Harry caressed her back a bit to soothe her, kissing her cheek at the same time. "You ok?"

"Yeah... I knew he'd be there but... well, it still brought back the bad memories." She replied, calming a bit under her boyfriend's treatment.

The conductor was still there and was doing his best to look like he wasn't listening, failing badly. Harry saw that and decided to move the conversation elsewhere. "Lets go see the others, they might have already found a compartment."

Daphne simply nodded before kissing him lightly, wishing the conductor would just vanish right there and leave them alone, but he had a job to do and they were in fact in his way. Walking away, they headed for the last cart, knowing their friends would start by this one to check for an empty cabin.

oOo

A blond haired boy, accompanied by two gorillas looking guys, was striding toward the last car of the train. A bit more faster and people would have said he was almost running, but that is not the point. Draco had heard some Hufflepuf say that they saw the Ice Queen, the girl that had disappeared on New Year's Eve, walk toward the last car. Even if the media was silenced, it seemed like the word had spread about her leaving and not coming back, or being kidnapped. He even heard some people say they saw her with Harry Potter in St-Mungos, which was simply preposterous, even more as they claimed she was wearing muggle clothing, something he knew she would never do.

Still if she was indeed in the last car, he had things to straighten up with her. He planned on finishing what he had started on that night, right here in the train to teach her her place. He had decided he was sick of waiting and with the benediction of his and her respective fathers, he was supposed to deflower her as a celebration of the new year. That got ruined and he had to fall back on Pansy to calm his urges. Oh she had complied happily but she was so on a lower level that he couldn't think of her as anything else than a cum-bucket. At least she was pure-blood. Still, maybe he'd knock up Daphne's half-blood friend at the same time he did her, they would probably be together, but he'll have to wash straight away after.

The thought of Daphne crying while he broke her hymen, her shuddering and her resigned eyes made him almost drool as his heart beat quickened and he felt blood concentrating in his groin. He readied his wand, so he could paralyze her a bit to keep her from running again. He also had to cast a silencing charm, it wouldn't do good if somebody heard them. He would put Crabe and Goyle as guards also, he wanted privacy for that particular girl.

One by one, he started to check in the compartments from the doors windows. If the curtain were drawn, he would just barge in to see who it was. While being there, why not remind the lower cast of their status? Just barging without doing anything looked pretty pointless. Once he got in on a couple snogging, he had a lot of fun menacing them. Still, he was in a hurry so he probably seemed rushed in his accusations. Not that he really cared.

In the end, he was left with the last compartment of the train, just to frustrate him for having checked every one of them. It was still possible that she wasn't there, the curtains were drawn so he couldn't see inside who was there. That is when he heard Potter's voice, soon followed by that Mudblood's one, confirming him she couldn't be there. A smirk appeared on his face while thinking that even if the Hufflepuf was wrong about Daphne being in the last car, it wasn't all wasted. Hell bent on getting on Potter's nerve and trying to get him expelled, he opened the compartment door with force, a sickening smirk on his face that dropped the moment he saw the scene.

There, lying in that spiteful Pretty-Boy's arms, was HIS Daphne, the girl that was for him to own. The whole compartment where sat Harry, Daphne, Ron, Hermione, Tracey, Ginny and Jeffrey – who had been in the car already when the group came in - was looking at him and Tracey probably had the strangest expression for the situation. While the others had a slightly shocked or angry expression, the half-blood blond had an expression that described interest and anticipation.

But Draco didn't see it. All he could see was the black haired girl tightening her hold of Gryffindor's Golden Boy's arms that circled her neck, hanging in front of her. Her look held a bit of fear but it was overshadowed by the hate she was showing, all of it directed to him. Without being conscious of it, his jaw fell slack and he repeatedly tried to force it back in place but his jaw muscles would barely respond. In the end it was Ron that broke the tense silence.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" Spat the redhead.

That seemed to wake him up, as it also did his anger. "You..." He pointed to Harry. "Drop that curse you're using on her. There's no way she would be with you unless you cursed her, threatened her or used love potion. She belongs to me!"

His voice sounded more desperate than anything else, which made Tracey laugh. Malfoy simply ignored her, too concentrated on the object of his ire.

"I'd do it... If I did use any. Contrary to you, I don't need to force or threaten people to have them as friend, or girlfriend in Daphne's case." Said Harry in a neutral voice. Imperceptibly, he got his wand out behind his back. He didn't saw it but he knew every one in the compartment other than Daphne – both her hands were holding Harry's arm on her chest, something Harry certainly didn't complain about - had theirs out too.

"Stop lying, how could somebody like you strike a girl like Daphne?" Said Malfoy.

"You mean a boy that actually likes me for more than my look, makes me feel safe, makes me happy, respect me, cares for me, and never tried to assault me? Yes, I really wonder how I would like him." Daphne said, the last part not without evident sarcasm.

"He's a half-blood! Orphan, shunned by the Ministry and a damn idiot!" Replied Draco, gripping his wand so tight his knuckles where white.

"I don't care about his blood, never cared about anybody's blood. He's a better man than you in every points and that's what is making you jealous." Said Daphne.

"I'm not jealous of him! I'll never be!" Screamed the Slytherin Prefect.

"Really?" Said Daphne. Suddenly, she took Harry's hand and put it straight on her left breast. "And now, are you?" She added with a mischievous smile.

The reactions of the others were pretty mixed. Tracey was holding her belly in silent laughter while Ron and Hermione had a shocked face. Ginny was a bit red faced but looked much less shocked than the other. Jeff was clearly amused yet still surprised. Of course, Harry's expression was a mixture of surprise and confusion, complemented by a very goofy grin.

Draco suddenly looked dumber than Goyle, clearly jealous and not at all ready for that kind of situation. He didn't know what to do and instinctively backed away. He was just outside of the compartment's door when, for a dramatic ending, Jeff use his wand to shut the door just in front of his nose the moment he opened his mouth to say something. It locked itself and Draco found himself mentally beat and not able to open the door.

He just glared at the door while hearing the roaring laughter from inside before he turned and walked away, followed by his two goons but feeling his dignity had stayed in the compartment so it could be bashed even more.

Potter would pay and Daphne would be his, he was gonna make sure of it!

oOo

"That... was... PRICELESS!" Said Tracey once everyone in the car regained their composure. "I can't believe you did that but damn it was too perfect!"

"Talking about that..." Said Harry with a nervous smile, having gotten back his hand - where he was certain he could still feel his girlfriend's breast.

"What you didn't like it?" Asked Daphne with a mock surprised look.

"I can't say I didn't like it... but I don't want you to think I'm with you just for that or..." Started the boy but was cut by Daphne.

"I know, don't worry. I know you're not that type of guy. That is also why I felt safe doing that. I can't believe myself for doing it either in fact but... yeah, I wanted him furious and that's the first thing that came to my mind. He tried but was never able to put an hand on them." Explained the Slytherin girl.

Everyone looked at Tracey that was uncorking a vial she got from who-knows-where and put her wand to her temple. When she separated it from her head, a silver strand was hanging from it which she put in the vial before putting back the cork on it. She saw the questioning look the other were shooting at her and looked between every one of them.

"What? I have to extract it while its fresh so I can view it as much as I want in the Room of Requirement!" She said.

They had in fact been able to summon a pensive when they were thinking about a way to trap Umbridge, but that was before Susan told them it wouldn't be enough and they never had a reason to summon it back. Harry wondered if Dumbledore's memory remained in it when they called for it, but felt a bit bad about prying in them unauthorized. Everybody shrugged off the comment and Ginny was the one to change the subject.

"So... Tracey, what did you get on Christmas?" She asked.

"Mainly usual stuff like clothes from mom and dad, the next book in the series I read and cool boots from Daph. Nothing really special other than that." She said with a shrug. "How about all of you?"

Here followed everyone commenting on each others gifts. It was pretty casual talk and pleasant. Harry and Daphne hadn't yet gave each other their gift as they left them at school, not thinking they would see each other before their return. Jeff was the one to get the most unusual gifts but that was because it was more muggle things.

"You didn't tell us what you got Daphne. Even at that place." Said Ginny they had already explained Jeff and Tracey they couldn't tell anything about the place they were and of course, they understood it was a Fidelius Charm that was used.

"Because I didn't really get anything worth mentioning..." She said.

"What? What about me and your sister's gift? Didn't you show them all?" Said Tracey with a glint in her eyes.

"I said nothing even WORTH mentioning..." Insisted Daphne while blushing a bit.

"Oh now we ALL want to know!" Said Hermione with a smile.

Looking around her, Daphne saw she couldn't escape it from the insistent glares she got from everyone. "All right... but no I won't show you. From my father I got some very ugly earrings. They reeked of Dark Magic and I'm certain they would have turned me into a docile little daughter had I wore them. There's a reason I make my own food even with an elf at home. I'm also pretty good at the detection charm to see when so sort of magic could affect me if I eat or touch something. Malfoy got me a gift. I wanted to throw it in the fire straight in front of him but our fathers where watching so I unwrapped it, saw it was a book on how to be a good housewife, waited for when nobody was watching and then threw it in the fire."

"Not a good start on gifts. What did you do with the earrings?" Asked Jeff.

"Probably still at home." Said Daphne. She then glared at her best friend. "Tori and Tracey... well... they got me a gift together. Very, VERY, light lingerie."

"Right now you don't like it, but one day you'll thank us... And Harry will too!" Claimed the perverted girl with a grin.

Said boy was beat red, as was his girlfriend. They let the other laugh a bit and hoped that if they didn't argument or comment on anything they said, the subject would change. It did but took a lot of time. Still Harry couldn't help himself from picturing his girlfriend in the type of underwear you see on publicity, which had him shift a bit on the bench so his condition under the belt stayed unnoticed. He was also very careful not to "poke" the girl that still rested partially in his arms.

The subject obviously derived to the next D.A. meeting, after a conveniently placed privacy spell. Harry had promised to start Patronuses on the last meeting as they had already revised and taught all the spells they needed for the OWLs and even a few for NEWTs. Hermione had worked hard to find all the spells needed and Harry was the one the point out those he found the most important to know and master beyond what was needed of the school level to properly fight. Still, he didn't knew if they would have time now for the anti-dementor spell as he planned on turning the meetings in real training time. That reminded him that he had to inform Tracey and Jeff of the new program.

"That reminds me." He said, turning to the two concerned. "I have to tell you that were gonna be trained by a few people very soon. We already experimented a lot of it and its not going to be easy. I thought that after the Patronus, it wasn't useful to learn more spell really, it was more important to learn to properly fight. So we'll have new teachers coming."

Tracey and Jeff smiled at that. "That's a great idea! Who will they be?"

"Professor Lupin, Mad-Eye, the real one this time, an Auror named Tonks and S...omeone else I forgot the name." Said Daphne, catching herself just on time. Tracey didn't buy it at all, she knew her best-friend too well, but she remained quiet. Jeff didn't see anything so he continued on the subject.

"Well, do any of you remember his name? You said you trained with them right?" He asked the others. The air in the compartment suddenly tensed as the great majority of the person in it shifted in their seat. Harry was the most calm about it but now even the American knew there was something from the long silence that followed his question.

"Maybe... We should tell them, right?" Asked Ron. "Remember what happened when Daphne learned it in the wrong way."

"I don't know..." Said Harry, thoughtful and instinctively looking at his trunk where was the new two-way mirror his godfather gave him. Remus had almost blasted his old friend when he was asked for not one but two other pair of two-way mirrors. Apparently, it wasn't as easy as Sirius had said it was and even if the werewolf was able to do it, he told them to be extra careful with them as the next ones they'd have to purchase them or learn to do them themselves. They didn't know the details but he told them there was a reason they were bloody expensive and almost as rare as Pensives. Anyway, they now had a pair for the two of them and an other for him and Daphne to use in school. Moody, Tonks and Lupin would share the other one when it was their turn to teach.

"Well it looks like some big secret." Said Tracey. "But if he's going to teach us, I guess we'll learn about it anyway."

"He's going to be hiding is identity in fact..." Said Ginny, not too sure if it was ok to even say that.

At that point, nobody seemed to know how to approach the situation. They of course all wanted to tell them, they proved themselves numerous times to be trustworthy already, but they didn't knew if it was a good idea and if Sirius would approve.

Tracey was starting to look a bit offended that she was kept out of it and irritation could be read on her face. Jeff was more calm but still remained curious. Everybody that knew were looking at each other nervously and Tracey couldn't take it anymore.

"Oh come on! You know you can trust us!" Said Tracey.

"That's not the point... Its how you'll react that makes us nervous..." Said Hermione.

Jeff snorted at that. "As if we'd quit just because one of the teacher is scary or something. You act like we're going to be trained by a Death Eater or worse, Sirius Black!"

The collective gasp from the others in the cart was a dead give-away. Ron actually started to inch toward the door, away from Tracey who, unsurprisingly, had her jaw slack, looking a bit like Malfoy a bit before. Jeff had just stopped moving, looking like a statue.

The blonde girls was the first to regain the function of her body. "You've... got... to…be...fucking...kidding me! You got a mass murderer doubled loyal Death Eater as a trainer for fighting? How about sending an invitation to a mass suicide where all he have to do is make sure everybody drinks the poison?"

"You see... that's why we were nervous... Still, you don't know everything." Tried to say Ginny to calm the two others.

"Well I hope that's not everything!" Said Tracey. "And why are you laughing?"

Daphne, on her part, was holding her chuckles. While the other were almost shaking like a dry leaf in the wind from fear their friends would do something stupid or won't accept the explanations, Daphne shook because she saw in Tracey the same face she must have shown the day Sirius walked in the kitchen unannounced, which she had to say was hilarious on that side.

"Its just... Your expression is priceless. I was too angry against Draco to really look at him but... You're doing a very good imitation right now!" Said Daphne with poorly controlled chuckles.

"Ok listen!" Said Harry with a bit of force, wanting to be over it quickly . It worked as he got full attention of the compartment occupants. "Sirius has never been and still isn't a Death Eater, neither a mass-murderer even if he certainly did kill in the last war as he was fighting against the Death Eater."

"Hello? The man that infiltrated the castle, that was after your blood? Its not like he cares for you or any of us!" Said Tracey, still a bit shocked. She would have probably thought it was a joke if the serious faces they wore weren't so deep, something you can't fake, the fact Daphne was laughing didn't even trump that.

"I hope he does care for me at least a bit. He's my Godfather." Said Harry. Daphne's silent laughter had lessened to a simple amused grin but it redoubled back when she saw Tracey and Jeff eyes become as big as a Snitch.

"Ok...Tell me you're joking now...please?" Said Jeff with a bit of fright in his voice.

"I'm not joking. And I repeat. He never betrayed my parents for Voldemort and killed all those Muggles plus Pettigrew, because its really Pettigrew that betrayed my parents and killed all those muggles before fleeing from Sirius that just arrive to beat the crap out of him for what he did." Harry was more calm now, his girl friend laughter had been a bit contagious and eased his mind a bit.

"Seriously?" Asked Tracey.

"Completely "Sirius" " Said Ron with a smile. When nobody laughed, he just shrugged. "I'm sure it would have been funny if it wasn't for the situation."

"Long story short... Sirius was the one people thought would have been the guardian of the secret for the hiding place of my parents. In the end it was Pettigrew they chose. He was also a friend but was in reality so attracted to power he went to Voldemort and gave the secret away." Harry then proceeded to explain the same thing he said to Daphne the other day. He added more details as to how they got the rat and lost him in the Shrieking Shack. While the story continued, Tracey and Jeff calmed down and once it was over, the blond actually took over Daphne's chuckle.

"Well, we can't deny your life is interesting!" Said Jeff.

"That's because you don't know all the rumors that ran the school about him over the years!" Said Tracey.

"Actually, being always so close to him, even we never heard of them." Said Hermione, Sirius subject now over. "I'm a bit interested myself."

"Seconded!" Said Ron.

Tracey looked at Harry with questioning eyes. Sighing, he agreed from the head. In fact he was also a bit curious even if that was just some stuff that resulted of his unwanted fame.

"Well... most of them are just outrageous. I know you can make a Patronus, but somebody said you chased over a hundred of Dementors. Heard it while walking in from of the infirmary one morning." Said Tracey.

Harry simply nodded. "Happened the same night we lost Pettigrew. Sirius was sighted by the Dementors so all of them converged on him. Well the full story is a bit complex and I don't want to start on it, but yeah, I was able to chase them but fainted from magical exhaustion."

"Damn! Here I though it was part of the ridiculous ones..." Said Tracey. "Ok next one. Well that one isn't a rumor really, but Moaning Myrtle has a crush on you." Harry's shoulder just dropped while the other laughed at him. "Oh! One of my favorite! Some say that the Troll you beat in first year, we know you did but rumor says you actually tamed him and that's why yo go so ofter in the forest, to visit it and feed him as he is chained to a tree."

"Ok, that is utter bullshit!" Said Ron. "Harry never beat the Troll, he just got his attention while I dropped it's own club on his head, I got credits for that one!"

"Yeah I'm certain of it." Said Tracey with loads of sarcasm in her voice. Ron started to anger himself until he saw her laugh and understood she was making fun of him.

"Trace, how about that other one about how he got his Firebolt?" Asked Daphne with a smile.

"Oh yeah, that one is from Malfoy." Said Tracey. "He claims you sold your relatives in slavery to buy it."

"No. It was a gift from my Godfather. The Black vault is still his. That's also why I can't just explain everything to get it back. Still... selling my cousin and his parents is pretty tempting." Said Harry with a wicked smile. Of course they all knew it was a joke but, still... tempting...

"Oh! I also love the one where you teleported your aunt to India with accidental-magic." Continued the Slythering girl.

"No, I just blew her like a balloon. She insulted my parents. Strange the story was twisted, it was in the newspaper. With a pretty picture of her gravitating around the Big Ben." Harry remembered that day with sadistic precision. He was too angry at the time to savor the taste of the small retribution he gave her for her mistreatment of him, but now the thought made him smile. Not that he was sadistic, just that people getting what they deserve is just something he never knew before he enjoyed.

"I like it better in fact." Said Tracey, imagining Malfoy get the same treatment.

"I heard one too that is just impossible." Said Ginny. "Some say you had the Horntail Hungarian head sent at our house to have it hanged over the fireplace. Worse is that some people actually believe it!"

"Ahah! We could ask Charlie to tell us what happened to it." Said Ron with some trepidation. "If its dead, we could have him send us a few teeth."

"Ron, you know a single tooth is worth its share of galleons?" Said Hermion.

"I can dream, can't I?" Said Ron with a pouty face.

"That's a good idea in fact. I don't like to beast but... I'm still pretty proud of how I handled it. I'd like a souvenir like that from it. But well, I'd wait for it to be dead though." Said Harry. Daphne on her part imagined her boyfriend with a dragon teeth necklace.

"Dragons can live for hundreds of years. That one looked a bit young in fact." Said Ron with a rare serious face.

"I can dream, can't I?" Copied Harry, without the mock pout. That had Ron laughing.

"Hey Ron, here I thought you only remembered stuff from Quidditch?" Asked Hermione with a smile.

"Dragons are cool, so I do remember what my brother tell me about them." Said the redhead boy. In fact, since Hermione had told him about how she thought he had attention deficit disorder, the two had worked some muggle tricks around it. Its wasn't perfect results but he still seemed to remember more stuff than he used to. Hermione said that she wasn't a doctor or anything so she could be totally wrong about her diagnostic, but still, it seemed to work as he could now last more than five minutes in history class, his new record was 8 minutes and 34 seconds.

"Talking about dragon. An other rumor is that you could also speak to them through Parseltongue." Said Daphne.

"You speak Parseltongue?" Asked Jeff, surprised.

"Yeah, learned I did in second year... And I don't know, never had a chance to try. They're reptiles too, but I don't think so." Said Harry.

"Well Dragons are closer to serpents than other types of reptiles. Some say they're even sort-of related, but that's theories, no real facts." Explained Hermione.

"I'll try to remember to try next time I face a dragon." Said Harry, half truthfully, half joking.

For an other thirty minutes, they recounted the rumors they heard of him. The fact there was so many was very unsettling, mainly as the great majority of them were just stupid. It ranged from Harry actually having an evil twin somewhere, some saying he was the evil one, to him having beaten to unconsciousness thirty or so Death Eaters without magic and a hand behind his back.

"Still, the worse one isn't those." Said Daphne. "I remember someone from Griffindor I think saying he heard a teacher mention in the end of second year that you killed a Basilisk, the Slytherin hidden monster of the Chamber of Secret, with Gryffindor's sword! Talk about over-symbolic and exaggerated."

Daphne, Jeff and Tracey began to laugh while Hermione, Ron and Harry exchanged a strange unsure look. Ginny looked a bit sick, her memory of that even was certainly the worse. Daphne was the first to see that Harry didn't have the reaction they thought he would have. The three that didn't knew about the truth stopped laughing a bit suddenly and the scene started to look a lot like when Sirius name came up,

with Daphne added to the two other.

"Harry? Its... not true, right?" Asked Daphne, now very unsure.

"Ehm... Yes?" Tentatively said Harry, recoiling a bit from her, but the tempest came from a more evident source.

"You mean to tell me the one rumor that we found the most over-exaggerated and ridiculous was in fact real!" Screamed Tracey with bulging eyes.

"Well... I had help. Dumbledore's Phoenix pierced its eyes so it wasn't deadly just from looking anymore." Said Harry. Daphne was too shocked to say or do anything it seemed.

"How did you kill it? It is a bit big to have sliced it's head off." Said Jeff.

"I was cornered and it tried to bite me. I just stabbed the sword I found in the sorting hat in his mouth upward and got to his brain." Said Harry. "Its not like I was skillful or anything. I was simply lucky that my desperate move ended up being effective."

"That is just... hard to believe. Still, coming from you and knowing how you hate boasting or your fame in general, I can't help but think you might be telling the truth." Said Tracey.

"He is." Said Ginny. She didn't want to tell anything at first but she knew just bottling everything wasn't good either. She was just very shameful of that time. "Remember that there was a student captured in the Chamber? Well, that was me. I'm the reason Harry came in and while I was unconscious when the fight was going on, I did see the dead Basilisk with blood coming out of its mouth, Harry holding a sword."

"And you came out without a mark?" Asked Jeff.

Harry rolled the sleeve of his right arm to show a spot on the side of his arm. It was very faint but the tint of the skin was a bit paler and completely hairless. It was small so Daphne wasn't surprised she never saw it as she didn't pay that much attention to that kind of detail. "While I pierced the roof of his mouth, a tooth pierced my arm. Basilisk venom is mortal, but I was lucky to have one of the only cure for it at disposition. Fawkes healed me. Still, I'd have died if it wasn't of Fawkes."

"God dammit Harry!" Finally said Daphne, sounding a bit angry but in fact simply scared to know he was so close to death... yet an other time. She showed it by hugging him so hard he had trouble to breathe. "I know its kind of stupid to say that now but... please be careful with your life?"

"O-Ok... I don't plan on fighting anymore Basilisk if that's what you're afraid of. But I can't promise I'll always be out of danger, my life kinda sucks for that." Said Harry.

"Yeah, I know, but... don't die on me please?" She concluded before kissing him softly.

"Yeah, stay alive for her, I got a feeling she'll make it worth it for you, if you know what I mean..." Said Tracey while wiggling her eye-brows. While the group laughed at the embarrassed faces of the couple, Hogsmeade was coming into view.

"Well I take back what I said earlier." Said Jeff while getting up to get his robe.

"Your life isn't interesting... its just crazy!"