Aftermath
Albus was mad as a wet hipogriff, Amelia railroaded him and he never saw it coming!
His claims on the Potter fortune lay in ruines. The goblins were investigating him. If the truth came out he would loose his positions at best, spend a great deal of time in Azkaban at worst.
As he tried to leave the court he was approached by no less than five Aurors that didn't look happy.
Mr dumbledore you are wanted for questioning in the deaths of James and Lilly Potter, Line theft, of the Potter line, and an Illegal marriage contract of one Harry James Potter to one Ginerva Molly Weasley. Please come with us!
Fawkes flashed in and Dumbledore was gone.
Amelia was not happy, she told them to set the phoenix wards and some one forgot. Heads would roll tonight.
Sirius And Remus Headed out to Rowan Manor. Sirius would get cleaned up there. He wanted to see his Godson.
Madeye was at St. Mungos hospital. He was checking all potions given to the Longbottoms.
Something was fishy there to and he would find it.
Healer Braston, was from Slytherin house A year above the Marauders, He had been a bully to young children, and the Marauders, And head boy Frank Longbottom had made his life miserable stopping him from torturing muggle borns and half bloods. This was payback on the Blood traitors.
In there regular nutrient potions he was giving them semi comatose potion. They would never leave this hospital.
Braston walked in to give Frank and Alice their potion for the night. Moody standing just beside him.
He watched as the healer added three drops to each potion. He reached out from under the inviability Cloak and nabbed him. He ordered the new healer to do a flushing potion. And send all results directly to Amelia bones at the DMLE, no one else. He took healer Braston away.
Harry and Hermione were having fun in the play room. When Sirius and Remus Arrived. Sirius turned into padfoot went searching. He found them in the play room And just watched until Harry noticed him.
Little Harry took notice, Pafooo...Pafoooo! Dashing as fast as his little legs could carry him. The pouncing on the big black dog.