Holy Saturday was approaching with remarkable speed. Harry had spent the better part of two days convincing Dumbledore and the Weasley's to allow Ginny, Ron and Hermione to attend Cindy's Baptism. Harry won out in the end.
The Easter Holiday was to begin the next day; Harry spent that day preparing practice lessons for the Dark Aurors, as the DA were now called, to do during their time away from Hogwarts. Most of them were not of age to perform magic outside of school, so Harry gave them wandless work to practice, mainly advanced apparition.
Harry had convinced the Weasley's to allow Ron and Ginny to spend Friday night and Saturday night at his house. He assured them that if no one in the Ministry could locate him before, that no Death Eater could fair any better. Hermione, on the other hand, needed permission from her parents, so Harry resolved to visit them that night to get their permission.
Harry had only met the Grangers a couple of times, and only spoke to them briefly. Harry really didn't know how to handle the conversation, but decided to play it by ear.
Hermione arrived home that night with her parents. She spent the entire car ride home explaining why she wanted to stay over Harry's, but her parents were stubborn. The only thing they would agree to was to meet with Harry that night, and discuss it.
Harry and Cindy arrived shortly before seven that night. Harry rang the bell and waited for someone to answer. Hermione came within moments, and greeted both Harry and Cindy with hugs and kisses. She led them inside.
Hermione's house was actually very nice. It had a large entry foyer, though not as large as Cindyland, the sitting room was warm and inviting and the pictures on the wall depicted a loving and caring family. Mr. Granger was the first to greet Harry.
"Mr. Potter, good to see you again." He said with little emotion.
"Nice to see you as well, sir," Harry responded politely. "This is my daughter, Cindy. Cindy, this is Mr. Granger." He introduced them.
"Nice to meet you," Cindy said confidently.
"Nice to meet you too," Mr. Granger responded, shaking her hand lightly.
Mrs. Granger came in shortly thereafter; Harry introduced her to Cindy as well. She was taken with the little girl.
They all sat down to dinner. Harry used the opportunity to begin his argument on Hermione's behalf.
"Sir, I know this is a strange request, I just feel Cindy would be happier if her godmother would spend the night before and after with her." Harry said.
"I understand, really I do, and it's just, in the present climate, not wise to allow Hermione to stay over anybody's house. Especially not yours, no offense, but if I understand it correctly, you're the number one target." Mr. Granger said honestly.
"This is true sir, I won't dent it, Voldemort is after me, but on the other hand, he's also afraid of me." Harry explained.
"Afraid of you," Mrs. Granger asked.
"Yes ma'am, I have been going around intercepting his followers and preventing them from accomplishing their evil tasks, each and every time releasing one of them to report back to his master, whereby sending Voldemort deeper and deeper into hiding." Harry answered.
"You, you're just a boy." Mr. Granger added.
"That I may be, but I am also a fully qualified wizard as well as the Commander and Chief of the Ministry of Magic's new division, the Department of Dark Magic Enforcement, it was created by, and answers only to the Minister of Magic himself." Harry explained.
"And what does this department do?" Mrs. Granger asked.
"We prevent the rise and spreading of Dark Magic." Harry said.
"And you're the Commander and Chief?" Mr. Granger asked.
"Yes sir. I'm the only one uniquely qualified to lead the department." Harry said.
"Why are you uniquely qualified?" Mr. Granger pressed.
"Because I'm the only one Voldemort marked as his equal," Harry said emotionlessly. "And he fears me." Harry added.
The Grangers stared at Harry like they'd never seen anything like him before.
"Are you a viable threat to him?" Mr. Granger asked finally.
"Harry's the most powerful wizard alive." Hermione said proudly.
"Is that a fact?" Mrs. Granger asked.
"I am capable of magic other wizards cannot perform, yes." Harry said.
"Like what?" Mr. Granger asked curiously.
"Elemental magic for instance," Harry answered.
"What's that?" Mrs. Granger asked.
"I can control the elements." Harry answered simply.
"Control the elements? How," Mr. Granger asked.
"Like this." Harry said, making the water in his glass turn into a water creature, and fly around the room.
"Impressive, but how can that be of any use? You must understand, Hermione is our only child, she has to be kept safe." Mrs. Granger said.
Harry got a determined look in his eye. "Mrs. Granger, Mr. Granger, if I showed you what I was capable of, you probably wouldn't even want me near your daughter, the fear I would instill in you would be worse than your fear of Voldemort." Harry said seriously.
"Do you love my daughter, Mr. Potter?" Mr. Granger asked.
"Yes." Harry answered.
"Would you use everything you know to keep my daughter safe?" Mr. Granger continued.
"I would die for her." Harry said emotionlessly.
"Then show me this magic, prove to me you can protect my only child." Mr. Granger said standing and moving towards Harry.
Harry stood to meet the man. The ground started quaking, the sun outside vanished behind clouds so black, nothing could have penetrated, all three Grangers began to swagger and sway; Harry and Cindy were the only ones unaffected. When Mr. Granger looked at Harry again, the quaking ceased, the clouds vanished as quickly as they had arrived, and Mr. Granger fell to his knees.
"I will never allow anybody to harm Hermione, she is my best friend, and I love her dearly." Harry said, staring releasing Mr. Granger from Harry's control.
Hermione couldn't believe what Harry just did. She had no idea what Harry had done, but more than that, he made the earth quake, he filled the sky with clouds; he could control the elements. When her mind cleared, she had realized something else, he emanated magic, and it was almost palpable, she felt in on her skin, she felt it in her very soul. She couldn't believe it.
Mr. Granger stood with Harry's help, and for an instant, he thought Harry's eyes were yellow. "You have my permission, but there is a catch." He began in a hoarse voice. "I want to see your house." He said after a moment.
"Done. I'll send my car for you tomorrow evening." Harry responded.
"If this Voldemort does not fear you now, he will." Mr. Granger added.
Hermione took Harry aside. "Your car?" She asked.
"I altered my car; it's now a limousine, a magical limousine." Harry explained.
"And who drives this car?" She asked.
"Dobby, of course." Harry answered smiling.
The rest of the night was quite pleasant; Harry and Cindy entertained the Grangers with a battle of water and fire creatures. When they finally said their goodbyes, Mrs. Granger hugged Harry warmly.
"Anyone who can impress my husband like you did has my blessing to protect my daughter." She whispered in his ear. "I'll see you tomorrow." She added.
"Do you see that necklace she wears?" Harry whispered in her ear. She nodded. "I had it charmed to alert me if Hermione is ever in any mortal peril. I will never let any harm befall her." Harry added in another whisper. She hugged him again.
Friday rolled around; it was Ginny's sixteenth birthday. Harry had a huge affair planned, he invited the entire Weasley family, but would not tell them where to apparate, instead only gave them a port key. He invited Albus Dumbledore, Hagrid, Professors McGonagall, and Flitwick, the Longbottoms, and several other Dark Aurors, even the Grangers were due to arrive.
Harry decided the best way to embarrass Ginny would be a surprise party, so he planned to take her, Ron and Hermione to a local restaurant for dinner giving the guests' time to arrive.
At six o'clock, he informed them it was time to go. The girls were both wearing new dresses, and they looked amazing. Harry had two custom Georgio Armani suits made, one for him and one for Ron.
"We're the luckiest blokes on the planet." He said to Ron, as Ginny and Hermione came down the stairs.
They got into a cab Harry called since his car was to pick up the Grangers, and left for dinner.
"Now don't forget, I'm Harry Black." Harry instructed them.
"Ok, Harrison." Hermione mocked.
"Keep it up Granger, you'll be walking home." Harry joked.
Ron thoroughly enjoyed being waited upon like a celebrity. Harry, being the richest man in town, was always treated differently than anybody else, so naturally, his guests were as well.
They ate and drank to their heart's content. When Harry checked his watch, he noticed it was eight o'clock. "Time to party," he thought to himself. And with a knowing look to Ron and Hermione, they all chose to leave.
When they arrived at Harry's door, Harry held the door open for Ginny, and held back Ron and Hermione. Ginny fumbled for the muggle light switch, when she finally found it, and turned the light on, all she heard was; "SURPRISE!"
Ginny was stunned; all her brothers and sisters were there, even Percy, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Hagrid, even her friends from school. She started to cry as she went around hugging all those in attendance.
"Surprised?" George asked, as Ginny made it over to him.
"I can't believe it, this is so nice." She said hugging him.
"Well don't blame us, it was Harry's idea." Fred joked, as she hugged him.
Harry's dining room table was filled to capacity, every seat taken, and every plate full. Dumbledore sat on Harry's right, Arthur on Harry's left. They made a point of not discussing current events during the celebration. Ginny sat on the opposite end of the table with Ron on one side, and Molly on the other. They, on the other hand would occasionally comment on current events.
"This house is incredible." Mrs. Granger told Hermione. "And those little elf thingies, they're amazing." She added.
"This house is so well hidden; the entire Ministry could not find it." Hermione told her mother.
"And you'll be staying here?" Her father asked.
"Yes." Hermione said.
"Then you definitely have our blessing." Mr. Granger stated.
The night stretched on for hours, even Cindy was having a great time. When it finally came down for gifts, they all retired to the library, Harry's favorite room.
Ginny received a wide variety of gifts, clothes from her mother and sisters, books from Hermione and McGonagall, a sneak-o-scope from Dumbledore, and a pet snake from Hagrid, but nothing could have compared to what Harry had decided to give her, the deed to the Three Broomsticks.
"Harry, is this for real?" Ginny asked flabbergasted.
"What did he give you?" Ron asked, taking the paper from her.
Ron's eyes grew as large as lemons; he couldn't believe what he was looking at. Hermione snatched the paper from Ron, she was just as speechless, and it wasn't until Molly got the paper, that it was ever announced.
"The Three Broomsticks, you gave Ginny the Three Broomsticks?" Molly asked Harry, still not believing.
"Why Molly, don't you think she's worth it?" Harry asked jokingly.
"Of course I do, I just had no idea you could afford to give pubs out as gifts." Molly told her.
Harry never took his eyes off Ginny, and she never took her eyes off him. Without saying a word, they both said the same thing; I love you.
"Hey mate, you never gave me anything like that." Ron said half jokingly and half jealously.
"Well, tomorrow you do get the honor of becoming godfather to my most valued possession, Cindy." Harry said smiling.
"Yeah, that's true." Ron conceded.
"Besides, I've got a pair of gifts for Cindy's godparents, which might come close to comparing." Harry said vaguely.
"Did you buy the Three Broomsticks from Rosemerta?" George asked across the room.
"Actually George, Rosemerta doesn't own the Three Broomsticks, she just works there." Harry clarified.
"You know, Harry, I've had my eye on Quality Quidditch Supplies for some time, any chance of hooking me up on my birthday?" Fred asked jokingly. The entire room laughed.
"I don't know Fred, are you willing to marry me like Ginny?" Harry joked back.
"For Quality Quidditch Supplies, I'll marry you." Ron joked from the other end of the library. Again the room burst into laughter.
"Sorry mate, I think Cindy has her heart set on Ginny becoming her mother, you just don't fit the build." Harry said, still joking.
When Cindy had gone to bed, the rest began talking about Voldemort.
"We don't know how to find him, he's deep under cover." Arthur was telling Harry.
"There is a way Arthur, but it may require someone to risk their life." Harry responded.
"Every one of us risks our lives everyday, what did you have in mind?" Dumbledore asked, sitting next to Harry's throne-like chair.
Harry looked back and forth between the two men, then across the room. "Percy." Harry said simply.
"Percy, why him," Arthur asked defensively.
"Because everybody knows how Percy would do anything to advance in the Ministry, including," Harry paused to search for the right words. "Making a mistake," Harry said carefully.
"I see the logic, Harry. If Percy and Arthur were to have a public row, and Percy left again, then Voldemort would most definitely recruit him." Dumbledore explained.
"Exactly, we need someone we can trust on the inside; we need to fill Voldemort's ears with disinformation. He has to become more worried, if my plan is to succeed." Harry explained.
"I don't know if I want to risk my son on such a flimsy plan." Arthur said with a slight hiss to his voice.
"Arthur, I love you like a father, your family is my family, I'm engaged to be married to your daughter, believe me when I say, that there is no other choice." Harry pleaded.
"Well, how do you know he'll agree?" Arthur asked, starting to calm down.
"I think the Minister of Education needs a Deputy Minister, don't you agree, Albus?" Harry asked his former Headmaster.
Dumbledore smiled. "You know what Harry? I do agree." Dumbledore said
Arthur had just caught on. "OH, give Percy the job of Deputy Minister of Education in return for his services. Wouldn't that be bribery?" Arthur stated more than asked.
"No sir, its effective personnel management." Harry said with a smile.
"Well, Percy is an adult; I think you should ask him directly." Arthur finally conceded.
Arthur called his son over. Percy still looked questionable to Harry. "Had he already been recruited?" Harry wondered to himself.
"Percy, Harry has something to ask you." Arthur said, evidently washing his hands of the whole affair.
"Percy, the Department of Dark Magic Enforcement would like to employ your services." Harry said professionally.
"What exactly do you want?" Percy asked concernedly.
"I want you to be recruited by Voldemort." Harry answered, making Percy cringe at the sound of his name.
"And what do I get in return?" Percy asked selfishly.
"The position of Deputy Minister of Education," Harry answered.
"How long will the mission take?" Percy asked.
"No longer than a year." Harry answered.
"You want me to be a spy." Percy said simply.
"Yes." Harry answered in an obvious tone.
"And I'll get the Deputy Minister's job immediately afterwards?" Percy verified.
"Yes. The Minister of Magic has already agreed." Harry answered, motioning to Arthur.
"Ok, what do I have to do?" Percy asked with conviction.
Harry began telling Percy the plan, Harry kept as much of the information out as possible. Percy stood there absorbing every word to ensure perfection. Percy was nothing if not a perfectionist.
When the party finally came to a close, and all of the guests were gone, Harry directed Ron and Hermione to the bedroom they were sharing and directed Ginny to the master bedroom.
Harry did not know, nor did he want to know, what had happened that night in Ron and Hermione's bedroom. All he did know was that he and Ginny had a wonderful night, filled with almost no sleep. Ginny was legal.
Harry, Ginny, Ron, Hermione and Cindy arrived at the local Church twenty minutes early. Harry had arranged, with the help of a sizable donation, to be the only Baptism that day. The priest directed them as to how the ceremony would transpire, and asked if they were interested in a full service, Harry agreed.
Harry enlisted two separate photographers, one muggle photographer to film the ceremony, and one wizard photographer to take pictures. They both arrived on time, and finished setting up just prior to the beginning of the ceremony.
It was a perfect ceremony. The four adults were beaming the entire time, and Cindy couldn't have been more thrilled. The priest performed the mass flawlessly, and the photographers filmed it with perfection. Harry had never been happier.
Back at the house, Cindy received all sorts of gifts; mostly from Harry with various names he stuck on the cards, making Cindy think everyone was rich. By six o'clock that evening, Cindy was sound asleep in her room.
"Now for the adults," Harry said, handing each an envelope.
"Harry, you didn't have to get us anything." Hermione said, taking her envelope.
"Yes I did, you don't know what it means to me to have my two best friends godparents to my only daughter." Harry said almost on the verge of crying.
"Oh my," Hermione exclaimed. "Harry, I can't accept this." Hermione said, making Ron stop opening his, to look at hers.
"This is the deed to The Magical Book Emporium in Scotland." Ron said in a stunned tone.
"Yeah, I thought Hermione would appreciate owning a book store." Harry said smiling.
"What did you get Ron?" Ginny asked her brother.
"I don't know, let me look." He opened the envelope. "Wicked," was all he could say.
Hermione took the paper from him, and read it. "Everything Quidditch," she said.
"Ron, you got a Quidditch store." Ginny said needlessly.
"This one is also in Scotland." Hermione said. "Wait, they're two stores down from each other, judging by the addresses." Hermione realized.
"More to the point, they're an hour away by car, from this house." Harry clarified.
"Where did you get all this money to buy these things?" Ron asked still stunned.
Harry looked at his three friends. "I didn't buy them, I inherited them." Harry answered slightly saddened.
"Inherited? From who," Ron asked, before getting slapped by Hermione.
"That's all right Hermione, Ron; they're from the Black family estate." Harry explained.
"Oh, sorry mate, I didn't realize Sirius was so rich." Ron apologized.
"Well, he was and he wasn't. Though he did legally own all these properties, he never wanted anything to do with the Black fortune, so he made his own, well that is until he went to Azkaban. He had let the goblins of Gringotts just keep investing it, he never knew what he had, and now it's mine." Harry explained.
"Cool." Ron said, before getting another slap from Hermione.
Harry laughed. "It's ok Hermione, I know what he meant." Harry said.
"So!" Harry exclaimed, clapping his hands together and looking at Ron and Hermione. "Have you ever been on a yacht?" He asked.
Harry touched Ron and Hermione, with Ginny's arms wrapped around his waist, and they vanished.
They apparated on the deck of Harry's yacht, the Ginny, the weather seemed warm, but Ginny knew it could have been magic.
"Where are we?" Ginny asked.
"You see those lights over there?" Harry asked, pointing south. "That's Havana Cuba." He explained.
"Cool." Ron said simply, only this time receiving a loving hug from Hermione.
They ate dinner on board the yacht; Harry had ensured there would be plenty of food, and good music. They tuned the muggle radio to a local salsa radio station out of Key West Florida, and danced the night away. Even Ron, who hated to dance, enjoyed himself thoroughly.
Ginny was amazed to find out how well Harry could dance, even Hermione cut in several times, to enjoy his company.
"Where did you learn to dance?" Ginny asked him breathlessly.
"I told you, you just bring out the best in me." Harry said smiling.
"Mr. Potter, you are definitely going to enjoy my company tonight." Ginny said with a sly grin and a suggestive tone.
"I always enjoy your company, I love you." Harry said honestly.
"Then let me rephrase, you're going to have some orgasm tonight Harry." She said in her best tramp voice.
Harry smiled, and twirled her around.
When Harry had informed Ron and Hermione that he could put a privacy spell on the boat so no one could see or hear them, they decided to occupy the bow, while Harry and Ginny took over the stern.
By early morning, Harry showered with Ginny, Ron showered with Hermione, and the four apparated back to Ginnyland.
"How does the boat get back?" Ron asked curiously.
"I have a crew that sails it wherever I want." Harry said distractedly.
"Something wrong Harry?" Ginny asked, seeing the expression on Harry's face.
"Something just doesn't feel right." He said sensing something unexplainable.
Suddenly a silvery dove flew right into him. "Oh no," he said quietly.
The other three looked around.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked nervously.
"McGonagall and Snape, they've been captured." Harry said, running up to his room to change.
When they were all changed, Harry informed Dobby and Winky to watch over, and protect Cindy, he touched his three friends, and they appeared in front of the Headmaster's door. Harry didn't bother to knock, and just ran in.
"Albus, what's happened?" Harry asked, trying to catch his breath.
Dumbledore waited for the four friends to enter the office, before he began.
"Minerva and Severus were captured during a mission for the Order." Dumbledore said calmly.
Where were they? When were they taken?" Harry asked quickly.
"They were in Diagon Alley, and they were taken late last night." He answered Harry.
"Do we know anything else?" Harry asked.
"No. All Tonks was able to see was them get stunned, and a port key activated. Aurors tried to identify where the port key went, but there was no residual magic left." Dumbledore said, looking very grim.
"I'll try the message spell again, it worked with Ginny." Harry said, standing from his chair.
"Don't bother Harry, I tried it this morning, I couldn't even get it to take corporeal form. Wherever they are, they're unplottable." Dumbledore explained.
"We have to do something!" Harry exclaimed.
"We're doing everything we can Harry; we just have to wait for the Aurors to do their jobs." Dumbledore said sadly.
"No sir, you have to wait, I don't." Harry said, walking towards the door.
"Harry. There's nothing you can do, you'll only be frustrated." Dumbledore said, as Harry walked out of the office.
Harry apparated to the war room, inside he began to pace trying to think of something Dumbledore hadn't.
Harry was so caught up in his thoughts; he never noticed Ron, Hermione and Ginny enter the room. They sat down and watched Harry pace back and forth.
"Percy!" Harry said allowed.
"What about him?" Ron asked, snapping Harry from his thoughts.
"What? Oh, Ron, I didn't see you there." Harry said startled.
"What about Percy?" Ron pressed.
"Percy has agreed to allow himself to be recruited by the Death Eaters. He will soon be going undercover for the Department." Harry answered him.
"Isn't that dangerous?" Ginny asked.
"Very, but no more dangerous than anything we do." Harry clarified.
"And you want him to do it now?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, that way we can get to Malfoy, who'll give us McGonagall and Snape." Harry said excitedly.
"It won't work." Hermione told Harry nervously.
"Why." Harry said shortly.
"Timing, if they see such a wonderful opportunity to control the Ministry fall into their laps just after they capture two members of the Order, their going to know it's a setup." Hermione explained.
Harry was about to argue, but was cut off.
"She's right Harry, had this been done a week ago, or two weeks from now, it would be genius. But now, we'll be sacrificing Percy for nothing." Ginny said honestly.
Harry again was about to argue and was cut off.
"They're right Harry." Dumbledore began, entering the war room. "We've already considered this, there's no way it could work without Voldemort sensing a trap." The Headmaster said.
"We have to do something!" Harry bellowed again.
Harry began pacing the floor again. He ran through his mind every different scenario, he hated to admit to himself that they were right, but they were.
Harry stayed in the war room well into the night. He would not eat or rest, he would just pace back and forth. Ginny approached him just after midnight.
"Harry, go home. Cindy will be upset if she doesn't see you in the morning, you've already been gone a whole day." Ginny said.
Harry looked at Ginny through defeated eyes. He could not do anything for his former teachers, his friends. "Ok." He conceded simply.
Ginny walked up to him, and hugged him tight. "Ready to go," she announced. Harry didn't question her, they both apparated to his house, his sanctuary.
Harry and Ginny lay in bed all night, they both fell asleep holding each other tightly.
"School starts on Wednesday." Ginny said into the quiet room.
"Do your parents know where you are?" Harry asked calmly.
"Yes, I told them I did not want to leave your side, they didn't argue." Ginny said softly.
"Are they safe?" Harry asked quietly.
"The entire family has been moved to a secure house in Hogsmeade, they're fine." Ginny answered him.
"And Ron and Hermione," he pressed, obviously worried for his friends.
"Hogwarts, they'll be fine there." Ginny said.
"How about Cindy," Ginny asked.
"I'll be taking her to Hogwarts most of the time, when she stays home, I've made a port key, and instructed Dobby and Winky what to do." Harry answered her.
They awoke the next morning, ate and dressed. Harry took Ginny and Cindy to Hogwarts with him. They apparated to the war room where Ron and Hermione were already deep in conversation.
"Hey guys." Ginny greeted them.
"Cindy!" Hermione exclaimed. Cindy ran up and hugged Hermione and Ron in turn.
Harry said nothing to his best friends; he sat down at the long table, and began his routine of figuring how to help McGonagall and Snape.
While Cindy played with the toys she conjured, the four friends were discussing the current situation.
"Do any of you sleep?" Dumbledore said, entering the room.
"Plenty of time to sleep when we're dead," Harry answered shortly.
"Harry." Dumbledore started, sitting at the table. "I've invited Draco and Narcisa Malfoy to the castle; they're due to arrive in an hour." Dumbledore said to Harry.
"Malfoy," Harry said looking at Dumbledore.
"Yes Harry, Draco and Narcisa." Dumbledore repeated.
"Malfoy," Harry said again.
"What is it Harry?" Ginny asked.
"Bait," Harry said distractedly.
"Harry, we can't use Draco as bait, it would be too dangerous." Dumbledore warned.
"No Albus, not Draco, Narcisa." Harry corrected him.
"What do you have in mind?" Dumbledore asked, with his curiosity now peaked.
"Lucius wants to get Draco, right? But Draco is at Hogwarts, Right? The only way to get to Draco is through his mother. If we can get Narcisa to lure Lucius out, then we could use Veritus serum to find out where McGonagall and Snape are." Harry explained.
"Interesting," Dumbledore said staring at his hands.
"Lucius would not expect it, he assumes his wife to be loyal. I could set a trap for him." Harry began, but was cut off. "The Aurors would," Dumbledore said.
"No not Aurors, me," Harry interrupted. "I could take on the appearance of Draco, and we could grab Lucius when he comes." Harry said.
"Harry, it would take a month to brew polyjuice potion, we don't have the time." Dumbledore explained.
"I don't need polyjuice potion, in one of the alternate timelines…" Harry was cut off by Hermione.
"What?" She exclaimed.
Harry realized what he had just said, alternate timeline, did he just say alternate timeline?
"Um, oh well, cat's out of the bag," he began, "I was shown two alternate timelines." Harry said to Hermione.
"What happened during them?" Hermione asked.
"Too much to explain now, but that's how I learned to be an animagus, I learned wandless magic, how to duel, to throw off the crusiatus curse, to dance, and to apparate. It's the reason I seem so different. In the second timeline, Michael showed me up to my twenty fifth birthday." Harry explained.
"Who's Michael?" Ginny asked.
"I'll answer that Harry, Michael is a Magi." Dumbledore said.
"A Magi, I thought they were only stories." Ginny said.
"What is a Magi?" Harry now asked.
"Well Harry, the Magi are the originators of magic, it is said that only decedents of the Magi can perform magic, as a matter of fact, the word magic means, like the Magi. I have heard some incredible stories about them, Michael and I met when I was thirteen, he took a liking to me, said I was special. On my twentieth birthday, he showed me one of my alternate timelines, a timeline where I was so reckless, I let Voldemort take over the world, you were never born, it was horrible." Dumbledore paused. "But because of it, I learned, I became different, better I dare say, than I was, and look where we are today. Voldemort is loosing power, Harry has become stronger than any wizard, ever, and I'll die a happy man." Dumbledore finally finished.
"Do you know how old Michael is?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know, he has told me stories of the Great Pyramid being built, so I assume he's quite old." Dumbledore said.
They all sat pondering what Dumbledore had just said.
"What about the polyjuice potion, Harry?" Dumbledore pressed.
"Oh yeah, in one of those timelines, I read a book on altering your appearance, I can take on the appearance of anybody I want, no polyjuice needed." Harry said.
"Well then, I think we have a plan, all we need is Narcisa's agreement, and we can bring Minerva and Severus home." Dumbledore said smiling.
"Yeah," they all agreed.