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Chapter 11 Waking up aint easy.

Dumbledore had gathered Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Remus Lupin in the Infirmary, Dan Granger and Madam Pomfrey where all ready there.

"Without going into specifics I have reason to believe that Harry will awaken this evening. I cannot go into specifics, but shortly before he dose wake he will experience another attack similar to that of last night, when that happens, Dr Granger I will require you to resuscitate him, Miss Granger will you assist your father?"

"Yes sir." Hermione said.

"Very well, I will raise a barrier around Mr Potter for the moment. I must caution you all to be very careful." Dumbledore said tracing a line around Harry's bed.

No sooner had Dumbledore stood up after drawing the shield line a yellow force field appeared around Harry's bed. An hour and a half past as everybody stood watching Harry and nothing had happened. Hermione and Dumbledore played chess to pass the time while Dr Granger had taught the others how to play poker, Lupin was three galleons up.

Finally as the school bell tolled midnight it happened. Slowly Harry began to float above the bed, just a few inches at first but within minutes he was three feet above the sheets. Ripples of lightning danced across his skin. Everyone in the room could feel the power begin to rise. Harry's feet lowered towards the floor making it appear the young wizard was standing. With a deafening scream lightning shot from Harry's hands hitting Dumbledore's force field and obliterating it. Lupin managed to push Ron and Ginny to the floor, Dr Granger pulled Madam Pomfrey behind an up turned table and Hermione dove across the chess board pushing the ancient Headmaster to the ground and landing on him hard.

The lightning burst out from Harry with such furiosity it smashed windows and jars that lined the walls. The solid oak doors bowed and then fell from their hinges and the stone walls became scorched where they had been hit.

Suddenly as quick as it started the lightning stopped and with one more howl of pain Harry collapsed to the bed.


Meanwhile at the Ministry of Magic Percy Weasly was having a bad day. The Potter boy had dropped off the face of the earth. He had several Hit Wizards and Aurors out looking. They knew that the boy was not at his relatives and he had not been sighted in any Wizerding community, he had even taken one for the team and turned up at the Burrow to look, he shudderd at the thought of his Mothers shrill screams.

He had been working nonstop for several days, resorting to sleeping on a camp bed in a disused office on one of the lower levels. He was still at his desk when his watched chimed midnight when the Head of the Wizerding Heralds Office ran from the lifts.

The Wizards Heralding Office was nower days a minor department with only three employees. The office was responsible for keeping track of the Wizerding Nobility but had largely fallen into disuse as the only Nobility in Wizerding society now came from the Pure Blood family's and they largely kept their own records.

The head of department was a short fat balding Wizard named Sargon Leitis who had food stains down his robes.

"Mr Weasly, I'm glad you are hear, something has happened." Leitis said

"What is it Sargon, it's late and I was actually just about to leave." Percy replied tiredly.

"You sent a memo around yesterday instructing all departments to keep an eye out for Harry Potter." Leitis began.

"Yes of course, but I hardly expected your department to be of much use in the search, I mean to say he can't claim his birth right until he turns seventeen next year."

"That would normally be true, but not half an hour ago something changed."

"Changed? What do you mean changed?"

"Potters family tree changed." Leitis explained.

'So he has been shagging some Muggle and got her pregnant.' Percy thought. 'That could be leverage.'

"How do you mean changed? An addition?"

"Not as such Mr Weasly. It moved."

"It moved?" Percy asked incredulously. "How the hell dose a family tree moved?"

"It would be easier to show you." Leitis handed Percy the parchment he was holding. "This is the Gryffindor family tree." He explained. "Half an hour ago Harry Potter became the hair of Gryffindor."

"WHAT!?" Percy yelled. "The Minister must be told!" he continued scribbling a note. "Thank you Sargon, you have been most helpful and I will mention it in my report." Percy looked down at the family tree for a few moments and then looked back up to find Leitis still there. "Don't let me detain you."


As soon as Harry dropped to the bed Dr Granger was at his chest with a stethoscope.

"There is no heart beat. Hermione begin compressions, Madame Pomfrey bag him." He ordered turning to the difibulator. "Charging to two hundred." He said moving the paddles over Harry's chest. "Clear." He said and pressed them to Harry's chest. After the bolt of electricity went through Harry, Madam Pomfrey ran a diagnostic spell.

"No heart beat." She reported as Hermione resumed her compressions.

They worked tirelessly for forty five minutes pushing the difibulator as far as it could go.

"This is as high as it goes." Dr Granger said. "If this doesn't work then nothing will."

"Try it please Dr Granger." Dumbledore said quietly.

"Charging two thousand." Dr Granger warned it took a few seconds for the electricity to reach the paddles. "Hear it goes." He whispered. "Clear!"

The paddles made connection and sent the electricity through Harry's chest. Pomfrey cast her diagnostic charm.

"He has a heartbeat." Pomfrey reported. Dr Granger placed his stethoscope to Harry's chest.

"it's a strong heart beat." He said collapsing into a chair.

"He is sleeping normally." Madame Pomfrey confirmed. "I think he will wake up in the morning."

"Well done every one." Dumbledore said. "You should all get some rest. I will sit with him tonight."

Everyone else left the room. "Well done my boy." Dumbledore whispered fondly.


The Minister of Magic entered his office at three AM, four hours before he normally would. No sooner had he sat down at the table a nameless aid scurried over to him carrying a steaming cup of coffee, not even bothering to thank her Fudge dismissed the aid. He read over the Gryffindor family tree and the Potter family tree tring to find a link. As far as he could tell the Gryffindor line died out several hundred years before the first of the Potter line was even conceived. It was befalling and maddening to Fudge that the boy was able to do this. To gain power over himself. Half an hour later Percy came in and told Fudge that the meeting was ready.

Fudge gathered his papers and followed Percy to the Cabinet Conference room.

In conference room sat around the ornate oak table was Percy Weasly, Personal Assistant to the Minister, Delores Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary to the Minister, Sargon Leitis, The Chief Herald, Cruril Loyalar, one of the Senior Aurors and Eiluvial Loyalar, an Unspeakable for the Department of Mysteries. In front of everyone was a mug of strong coffee. They all stood up as The Minister entered the room.

"Yes, Yes sit down please." Fudge said stifling a yawn. "Thank you all for coming in so late. I'll hand this over to Percy Weasly who will bring you up to speed."

"Thank you minister." Percy said standing. He moved to a black bored at the foot of the table, as he passed out card bored files.

"At midnight the Chief Herald came to my office in accordance with a memo I sent to the entire Ministry several days ago about keeping an eye out for Harry potter. As I said I was working late Sargon Leitis came and told me that he had spotted Potter. I asked where and he showed me this."

Percy waved his hand over the black bored and the last branch of the Potter family tree appeared.

James Potter - Lilly Evens
Child
Harry James Potter

"This is the Potter family tree as of yesterday, however Chief Leitis showed me this…"

James Potter - Lilly Evens
Child
Sir Harry James Potter
Lord of Gryffindor

There was a gasp around the table.

"If you would please look in your folders you fill find a full new copy of the Potter and Gryffindor family tree's."

Every one glanced at the family trees.

"Dose anyone have any questions so far?" Percy asked.

"How is this possible?" Loyalar asked.

"I don't know." Percy admitted. "Chief Leitis can you shed some light hear?"

"I believe I can Mr Weasly, I have spent the last few hours delving through our archives and have found a link from the Potter's to Gryffindor's line, but the link is tenuous at best, certainly not strong enough for young Mr Potter to be named as Lord Gryffindor."

"Then this is some sort of forgery!" Umbridge said.

"I am sorry to say Senior Undersecretary," Leitis said, "But the family trees are powerfully magical and are virtually impossible to forge and it cannot be done from outside of the Department."

"So then someone in your Department has done this." Umbridge hissed.

"Careful Delores." Fudge muttered

"Excuse me Madame but I assure you that no one in my department would even dream of illicitly changing the family trees." Leitis said hotly. "No body else in the Ministry may respect my department but we Herald's do!"

"So how does one become a Lord?"

"ether the Muggle Monarch appoints you Lord, or the title Is passed down from the family Patriarch." Leitis explained.

"We know he can't have been given a Lordship from the crown because he has dropped off the bloody map, so that would leave the Gryffindor Patriarch, which was?" Fudge asked getting frustrated.

"Godric Minister."

"So what you are telling us is that Godric Gryffindor has come back from the dead to bestow a meaningless title on the Potter brat." Umbridge spat.

"Not nessacerally." Eiluvial Loyalar said braking her silence. "There is perhaps another way that Potter could have received the title. If I am right then it is undeniable and undisputable."

"Well what is it woman!" Umbridge yelled.

"I am afraid that I am not at liberty to discuss my theory's." Loyalar said

"DON'T GIVE ME THAT!" Umbridge screemed. "I AM SENIOR UNDERSECRETERY AND WHEN I ASK YOU A BLOODY QUESTION YOU WILL GIVE ME A BLOODY ANSWER…"

Loyala stood up stiffly.

"I do not cow down to you Delores Umbridge." She said levelly. "I am an Unspeakable of the Department of Mysteries, I do not work for you, nor to I work for the Minister. Ministers come and go but the Department of Mysteries will forever stand apart yet separate from the Ministry. Minister, I will check my suspicions and will inform you of my findings forth with, but if you will excuse me it is so late that it is early and I might be able to get another few hours sleep."

Loyala swept from the room. Moments later the meeting broke up. The Minister returned to his Official Home, a manor house in Northumberland and Percy went to his camp bed in the disused office knowing that in just two short hours he would have to be awake and back at his desk. For the first time in years he began to miss the Burrow and his family. Percy lay down to sleep with a single tear in his eye.


At Hogwarts the sun was rising and shone in through one of the repaired windows down on to a sleeping Harry. Dumbledore sat at his bed side wide awake and unmoving in his vidual.

The sun hit Harry's face the boy stirred and his eyes fluttered open.

"Welcome back Harry." Dumbledore smiled.

"Thank you sir." Harry said sitting up and putting on his glasses. "weird few days. " he stated.

"Indeed." Dumbledore agreed. "Madam Pomfrey will want to examine you and will probably relise you after breakfast. I would like for you to come to my office at that time."

"Yes head master" Harry replied.

"Albus, Harry, please call me Albus." Dumbledore said. "I shall fetch Madam Pomfrey. The pass word to my office is Sinkers."

Dumbledore left leavening Harry alone. Seconds later Madam Pomfrey came over with a man dressed in Muggle clothes. They carefully examined him and Pomfrey left to get his breakfast. The man held his hand out to Harry.

"I'm Dan Granger Harry." Dr Granger said shaking hands. "Hermione's father."

"Oh right. Thank you for your help Dr Granger." Harry said.

"Please call me Dan Harry and you are very welcome. Hermione wanted me to give you this." Dan handed Harry a short note.

Harry

Hopefully you wake up in time… if you do please meet me in the Room of Requirement at four o'clock. We have something to talk about.

Love

Hermione.
X

"Wouldn't want to be in your shoes son. Hermione seems very pissed off about something." Dan warned as Madame Pomfrey bustled across with a tray containing a large plate of food. "Well Harry looks like your breakfast is hear and I need to go back to my wife." Dan said picking up his coat. "Good luck Harry."

"Thank you si… Dan." Harry smiled.

"Right Potter." Madam Pomfrey said briskly. "You appear to be normal, if not somewhat malnourished. Hear is your breakfast. A full English you will clear your plate, If you don't then you will stay until dinner tonight."

"Thank you Madam Pomfrey." Harry said picking up his fork. "I couldn't get some coffee could I?"

"Of cores Potter." She said pouring from a thermos. "And Potter, I am glad you are back."

"Thanks." Harry said with his mouth full of bacon.

Half an hour and a clean plate later Harry was realised from the Hospital wing with instructions not to overdo it.

Harry made his way to Dumbledore's office giving the password to the gargoyle. He rode the winding moving stairs and knocked at the door.

"Come in Harry." Dumbledore called. Dumbledore told Harry to take a seat and offered him a lemon drop which was refused politely. "Well Harry, We must get down to business. We have much to discuss. How was it?"

"Really sir, it was ok. I'm feeling a bit sore but apart from that I am rearing to go."

"In that case may I first congratulate you then give you this." Dumbledore handed Harry a letter baring the royal seal. Harry tore open the envelope and read the letter. It was orders for him to report to Buckingham Palace to meet with the Queens Wizard the following day.

"What is this about?" Harry asked.

"You will remember that we spoke of reactivating the Orders military wing? This is it. It has been decided that we would be a special unit attached to the Special Air Service regiment of the Army. I imagine that Charles wishes to speak to you about your role given your young age." Dumbledore explained scanning the letter. "He may also wish to speak to you about why you are now addressed as Lord Gryffindor, as would I as it goes."

Harry explained how Godric Gryffindor had told him the Potters came from the Gryffindor line and how Godric had bestowed the title upon Harry just before he left Avalon.

"I wonder where my sword is." Harry mused. "Is the Sword of Gryffindor still hear in your office Sir?"

"Alas not Harry." Dumbledore replied. "It disappeared several months ago. I have of cores searched for it but to no avail."

"It's just that Grandfather gave it to me." Harry said.

"Indeed?" Dumbledore asked looking over his half moon glasses. "That is a princely gift. Perhaps if you where to just Will your sword to you?"

Harry nodded and gathered his Will.

"Sword of Gryffindor." He said. The sword appeared in his hand in a scabbard and attached to the Baldric Harry had worn in Avalon.

"That is a beautiful piece Harry."

"Thank you Sir." Harry said, seemingly unable to call the Headmaster by his first name. They shared storeys of their time in Avalon for a few more hours when a Ministry owl swooped through the open window and dropped an envelope in front of Dumbledore who quickly read it and sighed.

"I apologise Harry." Dumbledore said. "It would appear that Cornelius has somehow found out you are hear." He passed Harry the letter.

Dumbledore

I know you are hiding Potter despite your denials. An Unspeakable has proven it! I know that Potter is the only one who can save my career, I insist you bring him to the Ministry at the earliest opportunity BEFORE the Muggle comes!

Cornelius Fudge
Minister for Magic

"I'm not going to save his career." Harry said adamantly.

"I would not have expected you to do so. May I make a suggestion however?" Dumbledore replied and told Harry his plan. Harry laughed and agreed to do it.

Cornelius Fudge was feeling rather pleased with himself. Unspeakable Loyalar had reported to him two hours ago that Harry Potter could only be at Hogwarts as well as Harry's Lordship was totally and legally legitimate. Fudge had quickly formulated a plan writing a short and to the point letter to Dumbledore demanding a meeting with Potter. Just two hours later, Dumbledore's Phoenix appeared over him in a flash of flame, dropped a letter and flamed away. Fudge unrolled a scroll.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)

Dear Cornelius.

In regards to your letter I have conferred with Mr Potter and he has no wish for a privet meeting with you, however he has, most graciously in my not so humble opinion, to have a public meeting with you in front of the press at seven o'clock this evening, you may select the venue and inform me by floo at your earliest convenience.

It should be noted however, that this offer will not be extended a second time and Mr Potter insists that any representation from the Daily Prophet not include Rita Skeeta, this point is non negotiable. If Mr Potter detects any sign of Miss Skeeta then he will immidetly withdraw from the meeting.

We await your answer.

Albus Dumbledore.

"WEASLY!" Fudge bellowed. Percy entered the office quickly with a note pad and quill in hand. "Sent out a Press realise. 'Tonight at seven o'clock The Minister and Harry Potter will meet in the Ministry of Magic Atrium to discuss the state of the Wizerding world in a public meeting. Members of the press are welcome and are encouraged to bring their photographers.'

"When you have finished that Floo the Duty editor at the Prophet and tell them that Skeeta is to be nowhere near the Ministry tonight and we will make it up to her later, and finally tell all the Department Heads they are to be there. Get in touch with Maintaince and have them erect a stage by the fountain with two chairs and a podium." He ordered.

"Yes Minister, I'll take care of it." Percy said furiously taking notes.

The rest of Harry's day was spent talking to the various researchers', he visited the Twins work shop in the dungeons looking at their inventions. He asked them the feasibility of body armour to protect them from spells, something similar to what the Muggle military uses. They promised they would look into it and see what they could come up with. Harry then spent the afternoon with Ron and Ginny flying around the Quiddich pitch. Harry forgot how much flying meant to him, he loved the freedom that it gave. Finally four o'clock came and Harry entered the Room of Requirement. He found the room to be set up for the researchers' and saw Hermione's office at the back. He gave the door a tentative knock and went it to find Hermione sat behind a stack of parchment.

"If this is a bad time I can come back." Harry said.

"Don't you dare." Hermione said. "Sit." She ordered. Harry sat down in one of the free chairs in front of the desk. "Do you have something you want to say to me?" she demanded.

'She is pissed.' Harry thought and cleared his throat. "Actually I have three things to say." He said taking a deep breath. "First, I want to say sorry to you. I'm sorry for so many things Hermione. I'm sorry for third year, I'm sorry for being such a git for so much of last year, I'm sorry for not listening to you the night we went to the Ministry. I'm sorry I led you all in to a trap and I'm sorry you got hurt. I'm sorry I sent you that note the other night, I should have never put that on you. I knew you would try and save me. I think deep down that I needed you to save me. I wanted you to save me.

"The second thing I want to say is thank you. Thank you Hermione for being my friend. Thank you for all the times you have helped me get out of trouble, thank you for the times you have helped me get in trouble too. Thank you for being the smartest witch in a generation, thank you for being beautiful, thank you for seeing Harry Potter, not The Boy Who Lived, Thank you for being Hermione Jean Granger.

"The last thing." Harry continued as Hermione wiped her eyes. "The last thing, Hermione, is I love you!"

Hearing this Hermione threw herself across her desk at Harry engulfing him in a massive hug, scattering folders and parchment everywhere.

"I Love you too Harry." She said

Their faces where just inches apart when Harry leaned in for a kiss. He lent in most of the way and Hermione closed the gap as their lips came to gather. They matched each others genteel pressure for a second then they opened their mouths and their tongs found each other for the briefest of seconds before they closed their mouths again and the kiss ended.

"wow" Hermione breathed.

"Yeah wow." Harry agreed. "I'm sorry Hermione, I would love to stay here with you and talk some more, but I have to go and cause trouble with Dumbledore tonight, but if your not doing any thing tomorrow night do you think maybe we could go for something to eat at the Three broom sticks?"

"I'd love to Harry." Hermione said. "Wait, what trouble are you causing?" she asked.

"Oh not much, Professor Dumbledore and I are going to the Ministry to oust Fudge." Harry said offhandedly. "Frankly the bloke is an ass and I apparently have some clout with the press and of corse the public. Say, do you want to come?"

"This I have to see." Hermione giggled.

"Ok, meet me at Dumbledore's office at half six."


After Harry had woken up Dumbledore had offerd him the Head Boy room in Griffendore tower. In getting ready for the meeting with Fudge Harry showerd. He came out of the bathroom and found some scarlet robes on the bed. He pulled them on and looked in the mirrow. Emblasend on his chest was a golden lion. He wrapped a thick leather belt around his waist and then hung his bauldrik and sword over his shoulder.

'If I'm going to be Lord of Griffendore then I will bloody give them The Lord of Griffendore!' He thaughtand left the room.

He found Hermione out side of Dumbledore's office dressed in a simple black dress cut to just above the knee and just slightly low cut. Harry's eyes bulged.

'How the hell did I miss those?' He thaught.

He smiled shyly at her.

"Hermione you look amazing." He stammerd.

"You don't scrub up to bad your self." She said apprecitavely.

She pulled on her Hogwarts cloak about her shoulders.

"Should we go in?" she asked takeing Harry's arm. They knocked on the door and enterd the Headmasters office.

"Good evening Lord Griffendore, Good evening Miss Granger." Dumbledore said.

"Please Professor, call me Harry." Harry said winceing slightly.

"In normal sercomstances I would, But tonight My Lord we need to be extremely formal." Dumbledore said. "This Portkey will take us to the Ministery Atrium." Dumbledore explaind holding out a tea cup.


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