The Heir - 3
From Chapter 2:
Now Nate had to do something he never thought he would be involved in. He may be about to break a young girl's heart. Yes, it was done by her grandfather and Harry's, but he was the one that must deliver the news.
Chapter 3 Hogwarts
Delivering the News
Once they arrived at home, Nate took Harry into his study and sealed the room.
"Harry we've always been straight with each other, and I will continue to do so. I hope you'll do the same for me. I know this has taken the wind out of you but let's take it apart and see if it's possible to make it somewhat better. First how do you feel about Hermione?" Nate said in his serious tone of voice.
"I like her, she pretty, smart, and a powerful witch," Harry admitted.
"Ok that's a start. Can you see you two being more than friends? In other words, could you see yourself asking her out in two to four years?"
"If I thought she liked me that way, I can see that happening Nate."
"Harry, few men know anything about women but what I know is they wait for you to ask them. You'll never know unless you ask. Most that start out as friends are concerned that if they don't work out as more, they'll lose a friend. Jen and I started out as friends until I got the courage to ask her out after agreeing that if we didn't feel that way about each other, we would always be friends. I agree your situation is different but suggest you don't use that.
I think you should act as if that contract doesn't exist as much possible. That means even if she wears your ring, you ask her to dances and Hogsmeade like you normally would. What is your main problem with a contract with someone you already know and like? Keep in mind that many of these affect people who have never met and are thrown into a betrothal with strangers." Nate asked his voice soft and caring.
"It's that I've lost another choice in my life, and a big one Nate. This time I feel manipulated by my own grandfather, and I'm angry with him for doing this to me or anyone else in the family. I don't see it as his right to say whom I marry. That should be my choice and hers. Being drunk is no excuse that I'm willing to accept," Harry said almost losing control of his anger.
"What about Dan and Emma do you blame them also?" Nate asked wanting to get all out in the open.
"What? Why would I blame them? It was my grandfather and Hermione's that made this bloody contract not Dan or Emma." Harry said raising his voice to almost a shout.
"Let's see if I understand your feelings ok. You're contracted to marry a girl you like. You could see the possibility of dating her in the future and maybe more would come of that. You're angry because both of you have lost your ability to choose your spouse. You're not angry with her parents or yours, but you are at the two involved in agreeing on the contract, am I right?" Nate asked gently.
"Yes Nate that's exactly my situation, and I could have hurt my best friend by being an arse because I'm angry with two people I can't hex. So what do we do next?" Harry settled down and asked his guardian.
"I think perhaps a girlie movie, and you pay more attention to Hermione. You have fun and leave the sullen Potter persona that your family is famous for at home. Be slightly more attentive to her and listen, truly listen, to what she says. Treat her, Susan, and Luna like ladies as you boys usually do.
If the movie turns sad, and she tears up or cries, don't snigger or make a smart remark, console her if you can find the words. If not, putting an arm around her shoulders always worked for me. Neville and Susan seem to be pairing up as are Dudley and Luna. You and Hermione have been getting closer, and you know it," Nate replied and smiled.
"Ok, I've noticed it also, and don't have a problem with it. I thought it was because Hermione and I were the first to study magic, and we are always a bit ahead of the others. I'll let the girls pick the movie but make it my treat. I believe it's their turn anyway I doubt the others will mind if it's not." Harry said and grinned showing Nate he was out of his funk.
The girls selected Doc Hollywood, a romantic comedy, or as the boys called them a chick flick. Remus and Petunia escorted them to the movie and stood back to observe the pre-teens. The adults thought it was cute the way the boys asked the girls what they wanted from the concession stand. Then they stood in line so the girls didn't have too. Each pair shared medium popcorn but ordered separate drinks.
The boys carried the snacks and drinks into the theater and normally went into a girl, boy order with Harry on the aisle. The balcony was nearly empty since it was a matinee during the week. The girls were surprised when they said boys were so stupid, as Dr. Ben left for Hollywood without the girl, he loved. Harry used that to put his arm around Hermione and give her shoulder a squeeze.
Meanwhile at the Grangers, Nate showed Dan and Emma the betrothal contract. Dan was furious at his father, but like Nate saw no out for the children. They agreed they would say they were going through some old papers while trying to make more room in the file cabinet, and ran across the contract and had shown it to Nate. Nate told them a bit about what Harry's issues were, and I boiled down to lack of choice.
It had nothing to do with them or Hermione, but that Harry saw it as someone other than him controlling his life with no input from him. Nate added that he suspected Harry felt the same way about being the head of two families. The Grangers jaws dropped when Nate told them if any of the lines were separate Harry would have to have more than one wife to produce separate heirs.
They heard Hermione come in and told her they were in the den.
Hermione looked around at the scattered paper and the look on her parent faces. "What's wrong?" she asked tentatively.
"Hermione please sit down. As you can tell, we've been clearing out old papers to make room in the file cabinet. We ran across something that affects you. Please read this Princess," Dan said not able to hide his sadness at ruining a nice day for his little girl among other things.
When Hermione finished her face was ashen, she dropped the parchment on her father's desk. She asked in a shaky voice, "Does Harry know?"
"I imagine he's getting the word about now. We had to give Nate a copy, since he's Harry's guardian and all. Hermione, Nate doesn't see a way out without one or both of you losing your magic and life. Apparently, from what we can tell my father and his friend, Harry's grandfather, did this while less than sober.
I've known about my father and a Harold Potter having saved each other's lives in combat for years. However, Dad never mentioned this Hermione. The blame falls on two men no longer with us and no one else. Tell us Hermione what do you think of Harry?"
"I like him Dad as a best friend. But I'm ugly, bossy, and…" Hermione said looking down.
"Has Harry ever called you ugly or bossy? If you think, you're bossy you can change that. Some men, actually all men, need bossed at times." Dan said quietly.
"No never."
"Does he act like he would rather be near Susan or Luna than you?" Dan asked in a softer voice.
"No"
"If he asked you on a date in two or three years would you say yes or no?"
"I would want to say yes but wouldn't want to ruin our friendship if it didn't work out. Now there's no bloody choice is there. It's we marry or one of us dies. What kind of choice is that?" Hermione said, and the tears began to flow. "Harry will hate me because of this, and I can't blame him. It's only since Nate became his guardian, he was asked what he wanted or thought. Now the most important choice has been taken away from both of us."
"Well you can accept it and try to love each other or reject it and be miserable and die. But your Mum was my best friend before I found the bravery to ask her out. I was concerned, that I might lose my best friend if it didn't work out, so we sat down over dinner and talked it out. We agreed to try dating, but we swore to remain friends if that didn't work for us.
We're still best friends after being married fifteen years. I'll admit boys are thick about girls so you may have to let him know you'll always be his friend." Dan said softly. He had moved to Hermione's side and now hugged her to let her know her parents would support her.
"Now what's this part about being ugly?" Emma asked.
"Mum in school I was called bushy hair, buck tooth, beaver face, among the kinder things. Susan and Luna are both prettier than I am. My figure is like a board while Susan is developing curves." Hermione stated indicating how important this was to her.
"Well after talking to Jeremy, we know braces won't work for witches, so we've agreed to let him adjust your teeth if you want that. As for developing curves, time will do that. It seemed to happen over night with me. I developed later than many of my classmates but when it started, it was over quickly, and I had curves. As far as the hair, mine settled down around the time I turned fifteen. Mum always said I should spend at least fifteen minutes a night brushing it," Emma told her daughter and hugged her.
"I still want to hex granddad into the twenty-third century Dad," Hermione said and dried her eyes.
"Ok Princess I'll shoot him once you finish hexing," Dan agreed.
Hermione giggled knowing she had to suck it up and talk to Harry. Next-door Harry was thinking the same thing and telling himself to treat her like he normally would. Hermione went to Harry's house and found him in his bedroom, lying on back looking at the ceiling.
"Hermione?" Harry said in a flat tone.
"Are you angry at me Harry?" she asked the hurt and worry evident in her voice.
"No, Hermione I'm not. Why would I be? You're beautiful, wickedly smart, and a great person not to discount being a powerful witch. I'm angry because my grandfather took away my choice. I feel like I have no control of my life," Harry let it all out then sat up and motioned for her to join him.
"How do you feel about this Hermione?" he asked trying not to show he was worried about her answer.
"Just like you said, I told Dad I want to hex grandfather into the twenty-third century. He offered to shoot him when I finished," She said and giggled as Harry sniggered.
"Hermione I want a promise that no matter what happens, that we will remain friends. I was lying here thinking about it, and hope we can be more than that in the future. Don't be disappointed if I don't seem to know much about girls please. You may have to slap me along side my head at times," Harry told her and she slapped his arm.
"Mum says what men know about women can be put in a thimble. She says boys even know less. I'll promise to be your friend always, but I want the same promise from you. I can't believe you would even consider me as a girlfriend if it weren't for the contract. I know I'm not pretty, and I get bossy sometimes…"
Harry put his finger on her lips to hush her, "You're beautiful not pretty. I may be young, but I do know the difference. Ok I'll admit at times you can be a bit bossy, but you aren't the only one. All six of us do that at times, so what, isn't that part of growing up? I'll always be your friend Hermione. You were my first friend, and my best friend. I don't want to lose that."
"Harry you don't need to flatter me. When I look in the mirror, I see the bushy hair and large buckteeth. Only a blind person would say I'm pretty." Hermione said with a sigh.
"Change your mirror it's faulty. I see your hair as wild and unmanageable, but if you changed it, I would miss it. The only time I notice your teeth is when you tap your fingernail on them indicating you are nervous or worried. If they bother you or lower yourself-esteem, then let Dr. Jeremy fix them to your satisfaction. He said he gets one or two cases a month where someone doesn't like the looks of their teeth.
We talked about things like that before I met you. They don't bother me. So if you decided to change them, then do it for you. Not because you think, I would think it makes you prettier or some other rubbish like that. To me, it's just part of the whole package that makes you, you and I happen to like you as you are. I like you a lot Hermione." She heard, and saw his sincerity and knew he was being truthful. Then he usually was, unless he was pranking someone.
She sighed and nodded, "So what do we do now?"
"Well I think it's important for us to be ourselves and get to know each other better. I brought my mother's engagement ring hoping you'll wear it. It doesn't bind us together, but it does signify that we're betrothed. It also brings you and your parents under the protection of the House of Potter. Well actually, that includes the Houses of Potter, Gryffindor, Emrys, and all allied houses. The Blacks, Lupins, Beams, Smiths, Longbottoms, Bones, and Lovegoods that I know of, are the associated houses.
It marks you as a pureblood, which grants certain rights and it most probably marks you as a goblin friend. If you don't like the ring, there are others in the Main Vault. I chose Mum's ring because I thought that you would like it, and it ties to my family ring. If you were to get in a bad situation or hurt, I would know it immediately. The rings could bring me to you or you to me. I hope nothing like that happened if you're in the shower until we're married." Harry said and sniggered, which got him a slap on the arm and called a git, but she smiled, and he knew she was playing.
Harry unsealed the ring box and showed the ring to her. Hermione's eyes went wide open. She had never seen anything like the ring. It had a large diamond surrounded by emeralds the color of Harry's eyes. The case that carried the stones was held by two griffins that formed a circle. She couldn't talk so she nodded yes then watched as Harry using his right hand slipped the ring on her wedding ring finger. She saw and felt the magic just before passing out. She was only unconscious about a minute but saw the worry in Harry's eyes.
"That was unexpected Harry, my ring says I have new magic, and knowledge. Does your ring talk to you?" Hermione asked with a frown on her brow.
"Yes all three of them do, so I guess for some things I'll get three different perspectives. The Potter ring provides my family history and current law information. The Gryffindor ring will be most helpful at school, and the Emrys is mostly about magic. Once we're married, you'll have access to all the information and magic I do unless it concerns blood magic."
"Harry you've mentioned us and marriage twice now does that mean you've accepted it?" Hermione asked in a small voice.
"Actually I have, but you still have a choice. Not much of one or one I want for you but there is a choice. Why you'd even consider marrying a git with a messy mop for hair and is a moody mental mess at times is beyond me? I guess it is part of the not understanding girls' thing. Hermione will you marry me when we get older?" Harry asked without thinking it just seemed the right thing to do.
She looked him in the eyes and said, "Yes Harry. I will marry you." She answered, and he hugged her.
They left his bedroom and went down to the family room. To their astonishment, no one was surprised at their decision. However, Emma almost fainted at seeing the size and quality of Hermione's ring.
"Harry your mother wouldn't be happy about the situation, but she'd be delighted with Hermione and that she now wears her ring. I doubt Harold told James about the contract. When James finished cussing him out the battle would have been on, and Lily would have joined your Dad in the cussing and fight. When she was angry Lily could cuss using words that have no right strung together." Petunia told Harry.
"Well Nate this is one more thing that proves you're right about Harry and Hermione." Jennifer said.
"What's that dear? I say a lot about these two," Nate asked his curiosity wondering if he was going to be in trouble with the terrible two.
"You call them the 11-40 remember? You say they're eleven years old by age and 40 mentally and verbally." Jennifer said the laughed at his look.
The other seven adults agreed while Harry and Hermione turned red.
"Well ladies we have a wedding to plan," Emma said.
"Mum that's years away." Hermione huffed.
"That may be, but we have a lot to plan. We start with the small things like where, what colors, deciding on menus, the band we want will need booked at least a year in advance. Then there are the dresses and all of that. These things take time Hermione. Harry's a Duke, so whom do we invite and whom we not to invite are important.
Then we need to know if there must be a ceremony in the wizard world as well. These things take time and give us another reason to get together and talk about what gits we married." Emma said with a huge smile from ear to ear.
Harry looked at Nate and said, "I'll never understand women."
Dan, Sirius, Remus, and Jeremy agreed which brought on the giggles from the ladies.
Diagon Alley and Shopping
2 August 1991, found The Six, as Nate called them, Nate, Petunia, Remus, Augusta, Sirius, and the Grangers arrived at Gringotts by floo. Fortunately, Nate had told them how to exit so no one ended up on their butt. Nate led them to the VIP teller, so they could get their banking needs taken care of. He escorted Harry, Hermione, and the Grangers to Ragnok's office and informed the goblin that Harry and Hermione had accepted the contract. Then he sent the two pre-teens to join the others after they received never-ending wallets and debit cards. Nate said that he, and the Grangers, still had business with Ragnok and would join them later.
They all bought three compartment trunks with feather light, shrinking, expansion, and security charms on them. Then they split up. Dudley and Luna went with Remus and Petunia to get potion supplies. Augusta took Neville and Susan to the bookstore for textbooks. Sirius took Harry and Hermione to Madam Malkin's for robes. Sirius explained that all school robes were black, but once they were sorted into their house, the trim would change to house colors.
As a group, they had decided to buy middle of the line robes that would wear well. However, that weren't expensive enough to worry about getting something on them that wouldn't come off. Sirius arranged for Mitsy and Rusty to pick up the robes in a week and told Madam Malkin the names of the others the elves would take care of them as well.
Harry left the shop and almost tripped over an elf. He looked down and witnessed a most pitiful sight. The elf was dressed in a ragged towel and nothing else. He looked sick and on his last leg.
"Little one what's the matter are you lost," Harry asked in a kind and concerned voice.
"Dobby bees giving clothes when former master is being Death Eater and taken away. Dobby can't being finding anyone wanting elf of Death Eater, and Dobby has no master or work. Dobby being dying sir wifout a Master Dobby's magic failing sir." The elf said as tears streamed down his cheek.
Harry looked as Sirius, who shrugged.
"Dobby I'm Harry Potter and if you would like you can bond with me and take care of me and my friends at school," Harry managed to say before the elf almost knocked him over hugging his legs. Harry, knelt down, placed his hand on the elf's head and said he accepted the elf Dobby into the House of Potter. Dobby accepted the bond, and magic accepted it as well. Harry called Mitsy and told her what happened and asked that she get Dobby cleaned up and explain how things were in the House of Potter.
"That was a good thing you just did, Harry." Hermione told him and smiled.
"Thanks Hermione, I should have asked you first though," he said thinking he needed to remember to bring her in on decisions that affected the House of Potter.
"I would have said yes Harry, but I appreciate the thought. This being engaged is hard to get used to for both of us," she replied and gave Harry a hug.
They went to Flourish and Blott's book emporium next. Surprisingly, they were in there less than 20 minutes. The others were getting their textbooks, so they didn't need to search for those. Hermione bought a book on household charms, and Harry bought one on pranking charms that Sirius recommended. They went to the stationary shop next and bought 600 sheets of parchment for their homework assignments.
Their notes would be in non-magical notebooks. Harry also bought a dozen quills for each of them. But they would use mostly charmed fountain or ballpoint pens. Three of the quills were solicitor's quills that would record what was said so they wouldn't have to worry about missing something in their notes.
Sirius insisted on stopping at Quality Quidditch Supplies. While Harry and Hermione looked around unimpressed Sirius ordered six Nimbus 2000 brooms, which were the latest model. The owner showed him, which runes to activate for beginners, intermediate, and advanced flyers. The broom had runes that once activated, changed the broom's characteristics to match those needed for the different Quidditch positions. It also had runes for non-Quidditch players, including ones to provide a more comfortable but slower ride. At ₲200 each, the shop's owner said it was a steal. Sirius somehow kept himself from saying, "robbery is more like the right word."
Sirius waved his wand saying, "Tempus," and 9:56 appeared in the air then faded and disappeared. Leaving the broom shop, they went to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor to have morning tea and to meet the others. Nate and the Grangers were already there, and the others were on their way. They drank tea and nibbled on biscuits as they watched the few people in the alley shop.
Sirius told them the weekends were crowded in the alley, especially the last three weekends before the schools started. They went over their list and only had wands and pets left to buy. Nate said he would take them for wands while the other waited here explaining that Ollivander's was a small shop, and the adults would end up standing outside for what may take awhile.
On the way to the wand shop Nate showed them the entrance to Knockturn alley saying there were dangerous objects and people that visited there. "The Aurors raided it last week and arrested about one-fourth of the shopkeepers and owners for having and selling dark objects. Unfortunately, those arrested or someone else will set up shop again, in either the alley or somewhere else.
Tearing it down would only scatter them and make them harder to find and watch. A three to six-month sentence in minimum security at Azkaban is considered as a cost of doing business for them. It does remove a lot of dark objects from circulation so raiding them does serve a purpose. And here we are at Garrick Ollivander's." Nate said and opened the shop door.
After stepping in Nate shouted, "Hey Garrick, I brought you six customers you old reprobate."
"Nathan Beam you're still as rude as ever. I thought Jen may have been able to teach you some manners by now. Ah yes twelve inches mahogany and dual core well suited for battle magic I believe." Ollivander said as he came from the back of the shop.
"All right you lot, ladies first and you boys keep your hands to yourself and touch nothing. Ollivander gets all huffy if you touch something. But he remembers every wand he sold, not bad for a man older than dirt." Nate told them and smirked at Ollivander.
"Nathan you know I'm only seventy two and that's not old," Ollivander huffed, "alright we'll do this the easy way Miss Granger follow me please." Hermione did as asked and Ollivander had her pass her hand over the wand boxes as they walked down one side of the aisle then back up the other. As they neared the front a box flew into Hermione's hand."
Back at the front counter Ollivander opened the box and handed her the wand telling her to give it a wave. She did and got green sparks. The wand felt all right, but not as good as her original. Ollivander told her it was a vine wood with dragon heartstring and good for transfiguration. He went through the same process with the other four besides Harry, and found matches but none better than their original wands.
"Ah yes Lord Potter this should be interesting," Ollivander said with a smile. It didn't turn out that way since a wand came to Harry almost immediately shocking the old man. At the front, he had Harry give a wave but Harry levitated Nate instead. 'Interesting,' Harry thought, 'it's at least as good as the other two but not better. It shouldn't take much getting used to.'
"Interesting Lord Potter, it's holly eleven and three fourths inches with a basilisk heartstring, Phoenix feather, and Griffin hair core. It was made in the second century by my grandfather many times removed. It's a fine wand for defense and battle magic made by a Mage for a Mage. I expect you'll do great things with it young sir. Now let me see if I can identify the other two you carry." Ollivander said showing his surprise and delight at finding someone compatible with a wand made over 1700 years ago.
Harry thought 'wand', and Dumbledore's old wand appeared in his hand. He laid it on the counter and watched the look on Ollivander's face.
"Oh my, I never thought I see this wand but some dreams do come true. This wand was made by Godric Gryffindor around 985 or so. Humm, the wood is different from any I've seen before it seems a mixture of elder and red woods, fourteen inches long. Four cores, one is undetectable the other three are Phoenix tears, a sliver of Horntail dragon scale, and a freely given Unicorn mane hair. The last core appears to be basilisk blood, but I don't think it is. Lord Potter did the wand speak to you when you first held it?"
"Yes sir it did," Harry said knowing Ollivander wanted to know what it said.
"If you place two drops of blood on the griffins head no one will be able to take it from you at least that's what the legend says. Now the other wand please," The old man said handing the wand back to Harry and watching it disappear up his sleeve.
Harry laid the plain wand on the counter and Ollivander's eyebrows furrowed. He reached for the wand to inspect it, but it glowed red and Ollivander could feel the heat.
"Well Lord Potter it seems the wand doesn't want me to touch it. Interesting, obviously it is extremely old. Do you mind telling me where you got it?" a curious Ollivander asked.
"It was in my family vault, and it came to me sir." Harry replied.
"Did it speak to you?"
"No sir but I could feel the magic, and it seemed to hum for over a minute." Harry answered.
"I am sorry I can't tell you anything about it. It may be one of the first wands made and used. The original wands were made for function not beauty. As the craft became established, our ancestors started carving and adding runes to make masterpieces. So today our wands are functional and works of art but no better at helping you perform magic. Based on the shape it's in, I think only one or two wizards have ever carried this wand. I would suggest a proper cleaning and waxing though. That may bring out the grain and colors. I'm sure you've been taught not to wax the grip or wand tip. Which of your wands works best for you?" Ollivander asked not really expecting an answer.
"I've not had trouble with either of them in either hand. This one seems better for things that don't need a lot of detail. But that's the only difference that I've noticed sir." Harry replied.
"That makes sense the Gryffindor wand has a tip with a smaller diameter than this one. This wand is probably better for things like a blasting curse than transfiguring that requires detail." Ollivander said.
Harry paid for his new wand and a dozen holsters, including two double ones. They left for the ice cream parlor and from there to the Owl Emporium and Magical Menagerie. Harry, Neville. Susan, and Luna all wanted owls, while Hermione wanted a cat and Dudley wasn't sure if he wanted anything. Harry entered the owl emporium last and was surprised when a snowy owl landed on his left shoulder and gently nipped his ear. Harry rubber the owl under her beak and she hooted softly.
"Well pup seems you found a friend," Sirius said.
"Yes it looks like it. Is it ok if I call you Hedwig? Harry asked the owl," not expecting an answer but Hedwig bobbed her head up and down.
"Well Hedwig it is then, you're such a beautiful and smart girl." Harry said and the owl pressed her cheek against his. The others bought more traditional owls but with distinctive markings. They bought cages, stands, toys, food, and treats. The shop owner told Harry that his owl liked to steal bacon from anyone's plate, so Harry added bacon bits to the treats.
At the Magical Menagerie, everyone but Hermione and Dudley sat down while they looked at the different animals. Suddenly, the ugliest cat they ever saw jumped on Sirius and peed on him, then leapt into Hermione's arms. The shop owner yelled, "Crookshanks be good, or I'll put you back in the cage." Crookshanks was orange and looked like something had squashed his face.
"Isn't he beautiful Mum?" Hermione asked.
Deciding discretion was the better part of valor, Harry said, "I think so Hermione, and he can recognize a mutt when he sees one."
Dudley didn't see anything that appealed to him. He didn't need an owl, since he could add a letter to Harry's owl. He was neutral in his feeling about cats. He couldn't have a dog at school and having one at home when he would be away ten months out of twelve didn't make much sense. He decided on a new chessboard instead of a pet.
With their shopping complete they flooed to Nate's house and school. They had taken and passed their GCSEs so they were legally finished with non-magical school, unless they wanted to attend University later. They concentrated their time on magic, including potions. The magic was performed with their new wands. Once they got used to the different feel between the wands, they liked the new ones except for them being traced.
Mafalda Hopkirk sent six owls the first time the new wands were used. When an irritated Queen's Wizard and Minister showed up in her office, she quickly backed down and recalled the letters.
"If you're smart you'll either quit monitoring my students or remove the trace. If I have to respond again you will not like the result Madam Hopkirk." Nate said in a cold voice, then turned and left her office mumbling about frigging bureaucrats needing to get a life and real job. His voice was loud enough for both Hopkirk and Amelia to hear, as did several others.
Once the Minister left and Mafalda returned from the loo, she removed the trace from the six wands. Mafalda was very good at detecting dangerous people and Nathan Beam was the most dangerous wizard by far, that she had ever been near. She doubted Voldemort was as dangerous as the wizard that just left her office.
The Hogwarts Express and the Opening Feast
The Six arrived at King's Cross Station with family and friends at 10:15 a.m. Mitsy, and the other elves had loaded their trunks and owls in the last carriage on the train. The door was sealed until Nate released it. They gave hugs all around then boarded the train at 10:50 and Nate unsealed the door. They were surprised when Nate joined them saying he had some business with the Headmistress. The carriage they entered was nothing like the one they came through. The door clearly said, "private car - do not enter."
The carriage had comfortable sofas and a dining table. There were cards, a chess set, and magazine of various types. Harry was reading Merlin's book, Hermione was next to him reading it as well. Neville and Susan were playing exploding snap while Dudley and Luna, were reading the Quibbler. Nate was looking over some papers when someone rattled the entry door.
Nate frowned and went back to his papers when the door rattled again. Nate laid his paperwork down and went towards the door as the others sat up. The third time the door rattled Nate swung it open and saw a 17-year old wearing the head boy's badge.
"What the hell do you want, can't you read? This is a private carriage you bloody idiot." Nate said forcefully.
"I'm the head boy, and we're supposed to check all carriages on the train, sir"
"Well boy you're disturbing the Queen's Wizard and that would be me. Now run along and stick your nose in the students' business, don't touch this door again or you won't like the results. Polite people knock. You know it's done by rapping your knuckles on the door.
Smart people recognize the word private and respect it. However, some act like an ass and get treated as such now run along boy, before you piss me off. Frigging Gryffindor's rush in without looking, at least Ravenclaw's have some sense." Nate mumbled as the head boy turned and almost ran away.
"Someone got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning Uncle Nate," Luna said in her dreamy voice that told the others that she was having him on.
"Yep, big bad Queen's Wizard is already picking on the students before even getting to school. I can hear the Headmistress now, 'I don't care who you are that will be two weeks detention with the caretaker.'" Susan added and Nate turned red.
He knew why he was angry, but he shouldn't have taken it out on the boy. All he really wanted was this day over and done. He knew he was always up tight when implementing a plan that could cost lives, especially the lives of children. Well, he would apologize to the lad in front of the Great Hall later.
When they arrived at Hogsmeade Station, he held Harry and Hermione back and told the others to take the last boats. He took Harry and Hermione to show them the most beautiful view of Hogwarts. Then they took the last carriage to the school. A goblin popped next to them and handed Nate a bag he looked in it and thanked the goblin. He put the bag inside another, and it disappeared. Nate told the two what they were seeing on the way to Hogwarts gate. He explained why the forest was forbidden and what lurked there.
When they entered the school, Harry and Hermione were taken to a room off of the Great Hall. Nate told Harry where to place his Gryffindor ring on the far wall. Harry did as he was told, and felt a connection with the school.
A voice in Harry's head said, "Welcome to Hogwarts, Lord Gryffindor. How may I be of service?"
"When Nate gives the word go into lockdown and battle mode. Protect the students first, and all others last please." Harry thought.
"As you wish sir, I recognize Mage Beam and will do as you ask." The voice of Hogwarts replied.
Harry passed the information to Nate. Nate led them to the Great Hall entry doors after hearing the second through seventh year students finish entering the Great Hall. A short time later, they were joined by Professor Flitwick and the other first years. Nate winked at the small Professor and smiled, then wandlessly opened the doors and led them to the staff table. Harry slipped Merlin's wand into his right hand and moved to get a clear shot at the Professor in a turban.
"Good evening Headmistress, you're looking well. However, it seems that we have a problem here. Professor Quirrell isn't all he appears to be." Nate said, and Quirrell stood with wand in hand.
A silent Expelliarmus from Harry hit Quirrell and the wand flew to Harry, who caught it left handed. Nate quickly body bound Quirrell, as several wizards suddenly appeared around the Great Hall.
Nate walked to Quirrell and removed his turban then spun him around so everyone could see the face on the back of his head.
"Hello Tom not doing well I see," Nate said and continued as Madam Bones and several Aurors entered the Great Hall.
"Everyone meet Tom Marvolo Riddle also known as Voldemort. I'm sure you recognize the Minister. The goblin is Chief Ragnok chief of the Goblin Nation, and Director of Gringotts. I'm the Queen's Wizard Nathan Beam, now down to business. Tom, you made a mistake coming here, and for that, you will die. By the authority given me by Her Majesty Elizabeth II, I sentence Tom Marvolo Riddle to death for multiple murders and acts of terrorism against both the magical and non-magical worlds." Nate stated and smiled at Voldemort.
"You fool I am immortal and cannot die. You may destroy this body, but I shall return and kill you all," Voldemort's cold voice stated.
"You couldn't be more wrong Tom. I have a few gifts for Hogwarts. Headmistress, I present the following founder's relics to Hogwarts. First is Slytherin's locket, second is Hufflepuff's cup, and third is Ravenclaw's diadem. To chief Ragnok, I give the head of Voldemort's familiar. To Lord Harry James Potter Gryffindor Emrys, I present Salazar Slytherin's family ring as a token of appreciation for defeating Tom Marvolo Riddle not once but twice. To Madam Bones, I present Tom's school diary for display in the Ministry." Nate stated then whispered, "And Tom you accidentally made Harry a horcrux, and the soul piece has been destroyed. You're a dead man Tom Marvolo Riddle you just don't know it yet."
Then he casually tossed Slytherin's ring to Harry. As Harry closed his hand around it, the ring glowed before he slipped it in his pocket.
"Would the head boy please stand up?" Nate asked in a kind voice. The head boy stood looking a bit worried. "Young man I apologize for my actions and words on the train. You did nothing to deserve that. I'll admit I was worried about what could happen here. This idiot standing frozen next to me tosses unforgivable curses around as if they're the only magic he knows. However, I shouldn't have overreacted and taken my worry out on you for doing your job. I beg your forgiveness young sir."
"Thank you sir and I do forgive you. I also would have been nervous about facing that monstrosity and trying to keep others safe." The head boy replied and sat back down at the Gryffindor table.
"Now if you all will excuse me I'll remove this trash from the school. Minister I'll see you in the Department of Mysteries, and we'll finish this for good. Headmistress sorry to have delayed the sorting," Nate said and grabbed Quirrell and disappeared.
Harry heard Hermione say, "He can't apparate in Hogwarts."
"Well it appears, he just did Hermione you know you can't believe everything in a book," Harry said but the look of shock on the Professors faces as well as others told him Hermione wasn't alone in her belief.
Professor Flitwick brought out the sorting hat and stool. The hat sang its song saying that while peace may continue it was a fleeting thing, and the houses must unite and stand as one. It then extolled the qualities of the houses. The hat then seemed to communicate with the small Professor, who nodded and began calling the roll. He skipped Susan, Dudley, Hermione, Neville, Luna, and Harry.
"Susan Bones, Dudley Dursley, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Hermione Potter-Granger, and Lord Harry Potter, please come forward. Alfred wants to sort you six as one, for some reason." Professor Flitwick said shocking everyone.
"Ahh yes what to do with The Six. Brave enough for Gryffindor and the heir as well among you but you think before acting. You're all loyal enough for Hufflepuff and hard workers all. You're each intelligent enough for Ravenclaw with the desire to learn much like hers. All six is cunning enough for Slytherin house, but I see no interest in politics at this age. What to do, what should I do? Merlin's house is reactivated, but it shall not take part in the house cup competition, which should be abandoned. Headmistress I suggest Sirius Black as head of Merlin House." Alfred shouted.
Minerva looked at Sirius and the look that said 'you will take this position'. Sirius nodded back indicating his agreement.
Since Slytherin had the fewest students, the end of the table closest to the head table split off from the rest leaving a place for The Six to set. The food appeared and there were a lot of choices. The Six picked fish or chicken and only a small amount of red meat, mostly lamb. Harry was on the end with Hermione next to him and Dudley next to her. Luna was across from Dudley with Neville and then Susan across from Harry and Hermione.
"Well this is unexpected," Harry said, adding, "If we're going to make more friends it will have to be from the other houses obviously. We'll have to see where and when we can do that outside of classes. So far, I'm not impressed with what I see. Nate's is nicer and better lit. This seems rather drab and dull."
"Well I'm disappointed as well," Hermione replied and continued, "Somehow I expected more, I guess we should give it a chance though. Although looking at the textbooks we'll probably have to do a lot of self-study. We covered this stuff, ages ago except herbology and care of magical creatures, which we can't take until the third year. I wonder if that's why the hat put us in a separate house."
They were interrupted by the Headmistress making announcements. The Headmistress and Sirius came to their table and escorted them to the second floor and a painting of an old man. He looked like a 150-year-old version of Harry completed with green eyes. The painting swung open, and they entered a common room.
"Sirius you'll need to set a password from this side of the portrait. The bronze door is the library, and the blue one is a study area separate from the common room. The brown door is a potion's lab, and the hall way leads to the bedrooms. Each has its own bath, and all are warded so that boys can't enter a girl's bedroom or vice versa if the door is closed. After curfew, no one may enter the room of the opposite sex. I understand that Harry and Hermione have the choice of using the two-bedroom suite, since they're betrothed. While I hope, you don't take advantage of that until you're married it is not my decision to make. Are there any questions?"
"When is the curfew and how do we find out things like that?" Harry asked letting her know he wasn't happy.
"Mr. Potter you will address me as Headmistress or Professor." McGonagall said sharply.
"Fine Professor, you may address me as Lord Potter Gryffindor Emrys then. Trust me lady you really don't want to play political games with me. From what I've seen so far, there is no reason for us to remain here. This place is one big dump compared to where we've been learning. I suppose since I own a fourth of it, I'll check it out a bit more. Is there anyone here that is willing to answer our questions without getting their back up, because I made it apparent I'm not happy with what I see here?
I have questions like where are classrooms, what times are meals, what is to do outside of class, the little things like that. You know things other schools provide in a welcoming package that list professor's name and subjects. You interpreted my tone of voice correctly, I am not happy here. Rest assured if we leave you'll read why the Boy Who Lived left Hogwarts in the Daily Prophet. And as part owner, trust me when I say that I will attend the next school board meeting," Harry said looking McGonagall in the eyes.
"You'll find Lord Potter Gryffindor Emrys that you or your guardian's acceptance to attend Hogwarts is a magical contract." She said smugly disappointed that she had let his attitude get to her.
"You must have been a Dumbledore follower believing his garbage. Our attorneys went over that contract and found it garbage. First, we have two weeks to decide, then we can quit on any weekend or at the end of any term. That Professor is without us bringing attorneys into the matter. Another thing, are you aware that denying any student the right to leave the grounds during the weekend is considered illegal imprisonment?
This may change during a civil war but not during peacetime. The last civil war ended 31 October 1981 by either my mother's or my hand. When are the placement tests given to see where we fit in class? That's a requirement under section 14.2 paragraph 3 of the Hogwarts charter. Professor you'll find that we have been taught to check things out and think for ourselves." Harry said in a flat tone that indicated he meant every word.
"Dobby!" POP
"Yes Harry sir."
"Just lay out our pajamas and clothes for tomorrow. Notify the other elves we may be leaving this dump tomorrow," Harry said kindly and patted the elf on the back.
"Yes Harry sir, shall I be telling Mage Beam?" the elf asked.
"Not yet Dobby but thank you," Harry replied. With a POP the small elf disappeared.
Without another word, The Six went to Harry's room.
"Good going Minerva, you didn't just piss Harry off but the other five as well, including the Minister's niece. What happened to you? When I went through here, you were always willing to listen. We may not have liked your response, but at least you listened. They're right you know, this place looks like a dump. It's a dark, cold, and depressing one at that. If they leave, Remus and I leave with them.
Be warned Minerva if the Slytherin ring recognizes Harry as the heir, he owns this school and the school board becomes an advisory board. Nate says those six are 40 year olds in 11-year-old bodies. Dumbledore and Voldemort are gone thanks to Nate and Harry, and you just pissed off a boy who just may be your boss. I'll set the password when you leave and go find Remus to let him know what's going on. If you need anything send an elf," Sirius said and walked toward Harry's room leaving a dumbfounded Headmistress wondering why she let Harry get to her.
Sirius entered Harry's room and said, "The password is Voldemort. Most are still afraid to say the name. I can understand you lot not liking the looks of this place. However, indicating that to someone that's been here for over 50 years as a student, teacher, Head of House, Deputy Headmistress, and Headmistress isn't the best way to make a good impression Harry.
I agree she over reacted but seeing Voldemort where he could hurt her charges, including you six may have hit her hard. The Minerva McGonagall I knew did care for students and always thought safety first. I agree she over reacted Harry, I think you did also. If I guess right, she's been running this school for ages and doing it while getting around Dumbledore. Are you really set against attending here?"
"We're not sure. Hermione thinks they're teaching to the lowest level of students here. Based on the textbooks we tend to agree. If that's the case, we're gone. Why should we pay for a poor education when we can get a better one that costs less? If what you say is true, why hasn't McGonagall changed the rules to confirm with the charter? Sirius I'm not impressed with the facility or the Headmistress. If she reflects the rest of the staff Hogwarts won't last another five years." Harry said shaking his head and wondering if the school could go downhill, that fast or had it taken longer.
They all wanted to meet more people in their age group but were concerned that they thought too much like adults. They were used to being talked to as adults and they have acted like adults for years. They questioned their ability to fit in with the others. The Six said good night to each other and went to bed wondering where they fit into things. Sirius met with Remus and told him what happened between McGonagall and Harry.
Harry called Dobby and sent him for a box of fine chocolates. He wrote an apology to McGonagall saying his harsh words and attitude was uncalled for, but it was the norm for him, in times of stress to blow up. He added it was a character flaw, which he was trying to correct. Seeing the thing that killed his parents was stressful. She replied that she was stressed as well worried that it could have turned into a full battle with hundreds of students in the Great Hall and hoped they could get along in the future.
The solution to the Voldemort problem
Nate and Voldemort appeared in the veil room at the Department of Mysteries. Croaker and three of the Unspeakables were sitting in comfortable chairs waiting on them. Nate conjured a plain chair in front of the veil, and bound Voldemort to it.
Tom Marvolo Riddle felt his mental shields shatter and his magic drain to the point it barely sustained his life.
"Tom how do you like the chair? In addition to shattering your Occlumency shields and binding your magic it also forces you to tell the truth." Nate told his prisoner.
"I don't like it at all," Riddle said flatly.
"Well Tommy while we wait on the Minister and her party I want you to list all of your Death Eaters and non marked supporters. Begin with your inner circle and start now." Croaker told Tom Marvolo Riddle.
As Riddle named names, a list appeared with names in red and black. Red were those who were already dead and black were those who hadn't been arrested yet. Amelia Bones, Augusta Longbottom, and fifteen others arrived during the listing of names. It took over three hours to get the complete list of 313 names, of which only 22 were alive. Croaker pointed his wand at the list and the list changed to include the location of the 22 wizards and witches that were alive.
When it was over Nate said, "Tom you could have had it all if you hadn't turned dark. You could have been Minister and made the changes necessary to bring the wizard world into the 20th century. You would have been known as the best Minister for Magic ever as well as the first muggle born Minister for Magic. However, you chose the wrong path and almost destroyed the world, was that your plan?"
"No I want to rule the world not destroy it," Tom Marvolo Riddle said in a flat voice.
"Idiot, the non-magicals would have stopped you and were a heartbeat away from doing so." Nate yelled and added, "I was set to come after you when Lily or Harry stopped you in 1981. Tom Marvolo Riddle by the order of Her Majesty Elizabeth II, you are sentenced to death as a traitor and terrorist. As the Queen's Wizard it is my responsibility to carry out that order." Nate stated and sent the screaming Tom Marvolo Riddle through the veil with a wave of his hand.
Amelia Bones and Croaker sent teams of Aurors and Unspeakables after the 22 named Death Eaters and Voldemort supporters that remained on the list. The teams had been given the right to take whatever action that was necessary to bring in them or their bodies. They agreed to hold off the announcement of Voldemort's death for three days. Amelia, Croaker, and Nate set up a lunch meeting for the next day and Nate disappeared.
"Amelia how long is it going to be before you prank him? You know he's expecting it," Croaker asked.
"I'll let him sweat awhile Croaker, but I will do something or maybe not. It's fun to watch how fast he gets away after we finish business. Susan said if I prank him that the six would prank me with the help of Sirius and Remus. I don't have time for a prank war now with all the fucking work we have to do to straighten out the mess called the Great Britain Ministry of Magic.
Classes and the School
After a so-so night's sleep, The Six met in the common room. At 7:00 and decided to eat breakfast. They just rounded a corner when they saw a hex coming at them. Harry pushed Hermione out of the way, rolled in the opposite direction, and summoned their attackers after taking their wands. It was the two red headed twins they had noticed the night before. Harry stuck them to the ceiling with a wandless charm. When one was turned upside down a piece of parchment dropped out of his robes. As Harry reached for it, he heard Sirius say, "Accio Marauders Map," and the parchment flew to him. Sirius slipped it in his robes.
"Padfoot what is that?" Harry asked.
"Latter Prongs Junior," Sirius replied as McGonagall came around the corner.
"Sirius would you mind telling me what is going on here, and why are the Weasley twins are hanging by their feet from the ceiling?" McGonagall asked.
"Those two gits decided to hex my students and that just cost them 50 points each. Harry pushed Hermione out of the hexes way, disarmed, and summoned them then stuck them to the ceiling. I was about to ask him how long they would be stuck there when you arrived Headmistress." Sirius replied with laughter in his eyes.
He then added, "I'll tell my students how these two got taken down by first years before their first class, Ma'am. They must think they're pranksters, not knowing they went up against six taught by the last two Marauders. Now Harry how long will they be stuck up there."
"Just until 9:45 plus or minus five minutes Professor Black," Harry said trying hard not to laugh at the twins.
"Surely you can cancel the charm Lord Potter Gryffindor Emrys." Minerva questioned.
"No Ma'am it's timed, and not even I can cancel it." Harry said and raised Dumbledore's wand saying, "Finite." Nothing happened so Sirius and Minerva tried, then Professor Flitwick tried all were unsuccessful.
Harry hung back when the others went on to the Great Hall and said to the twins, "Mess with any of us again and you'll find yourselves hung from the astronomy tower. The fall won't hurt you but the sudden stop by sharp rocks might. You may want to warn your little brother if he continues to eat like a frigging pig he'll soon find all he gets is slop." Harry said and patted them both on the cheek and said, "Ta-ta."
"Great going George, prank the little firsties you say, they're defenseless after all. Therefore, we run afoul of not one but six, trained by two Marauders and lose the map to Padfoot. The hat is right Gryffindor's charge in before thinking. Add to that Harry Potter is the fastest I've seen getting his wand ready for action. Now how do we warn Ron or do we even bother?" Fred Weasley said, hoping they hadn't passed out before the hex wore off.
They had to put up with the laughter as students went to their first class making them very unhappy. They were shocked when Nate Beam appeared in front of them.
His disgust was evident when he said, "A few suggestion boys, one don't mess with those six again. They know more magic now that you two probably ever will. Two if you can't take being pranked then don't prank others. In my opinion, you're nothing but bullies and Harry hates bullies with a passion.
Warn your little brother and do it soon. The elves will begin feeding him slop if his eating habits don't improve. Then his portions will get smaller, he acts as if he hasn't had anything to eat in months. Take Harry's word about hanging you from the tower as true. There is a problem for you if he does that and it's that I've not taught Harry that the time the sticking charm lasts can be affected by heat and cold.
That means he could stick you there for six hours when a class would be in session and the Professor could stop your fall. However, the charm may fail in four hours if the temperature drops and you'll appear to have committed suicide. I've done my duty and warned you for the first and last time. From what I see you two and the younger pig haven't figured out if you want something you need to work for it not screw around and miss classes." Nate simply disappeared.
The twins missed the first session of defense and were docked another 50 points each, one point per minute of class they missed.
The six sat in transfiguration looking at a match they were supposed to turn into a needle. Professor Southwick asked, "Mr. Potter is something wrong with your match?" Harry heard the rest of the class snigger.
"No sir, I just found the instructions incomplete. What kind of needle would you like? Would you like a sharps needle for general sewing, a knitting needle, an embroidery needle, or a leather needle? Do you want it straight or curved, if curved how much curve do you want, sir?" Harry asked politely while changing the match into the needles he asked about.
"I see your point Mr. Potter a general use needle will be sufficient and in silver please not gold," the Professor said and winked at Harry, "I'd give you ten points for your work but it wouldn't register."
"Thank your sir," Harry said as the other five changed their matchsticks into general-purpose needles.
The Professor held them after class and asked how much ahead they thought they were. They said they weren't sure and were surprised there weren't placement exams the first week to see what classes they belonged in. This surprised Professor Southwick who said, "That sounds like a good idea. I'll bring it up at the next staff meeting. Here's a note telling your next Professor I held you after class."
Fortunately, for The Six, Sirius had given them their schedules and told them the quickest routes between classes and from class to the Great Hall. Unknown to him Mitsy had shown them how to Pop the elf way and they could do it silently, so they popped to the Charms classroom door.
"Sorry we're late Professor Flitwick but Professor Southwick held us over after Transfiguration class." Harry said and handed the small Professor the note.
"I just covered the levitating charm Wingardium Leviosa it's on page eight of your books. The wand movement is like this," Professor Flitwick said and showed them the wand movement.
Harry looked around and saw there were no seats together so he conjured six desks and chairs along an empty wall in the front of the classroom. Harry sat at the back with Hermione on his left followed by Susan, Neville, Luna, and Dudley. He looked around and saw the others had feathers so he conjured a feather and the other five did the same.
Harry smiled and flicked a finger as his feather rose three feet off his desk the others did the same. Harry's feather flew about four feet away from him then toward Hermione's feather. Hers joined his and continued down the row of desks. Susan's feather followed Hermione's and Luna's followed hers. Neville's followed Harry's and Dudley's followed his. Harry nodded and the feathers put on an air show then returned to their desks.
Without thinking Professor Flitwick said, "Ten points each to Merlin House, I should make it 20 because you all used wandless magic."
"Excuse me Professor, while we appreciate the thought our house points don't count sir."
"You're right Lady Potter-Granger I forgot. I've never seen a first year do anything like that, most take two or three classes to get the charm down. May I ask just how advanced are you six?"
Harry mumbled 'shit' and heard 'language Harry' in his head.
"Professor Flitwick a placement test would answer that for you and us. However, it seems Hogwarts doesn't give those for whatever reason. Apparently, this institution teaches to the lowest common denominator and holds back those who learn faster than others do. Based on three class periods for each charm I doubt we'll even cover 60 percent of this book which is one of the easier books for first year Charms. The six of us learned levitation before we were seven, sir." Harry told the shocked Professor.
"What is the most advanced charm you six can do?" Professor Flitwick asked,
"Honestly we're not sure but we all can do the Patronus charm," Hermione answered.
All six waved their right hand and the class saw silver Stag, Doe, Unicorn, Hippogryph, Kodiak bear, and Lion appear. They turned to their masters and each whispered something to their patronus. The stag and doe pranced out the door while the others walked down the aisles between the rows of desks the out through the door.
Professor Flitwick leaned on his desk trying not to fall due to his knees being weak.
"The Patronus charm is a highly advanced charm that few wizards can cast. Most are lucky to get a silver mist that can shield against a dementor for a short time. They can be used to pass short messages to others but are not secure in that anyone in the area can hear the message. What you just witnessed was six corporeal patroni that were larger and more solid than most. These are NEWT level and above charms, if you can perform one on your defense NEWT it will get you extra credit." Professor Flitwick told the class.
A silver Horntail dragon entered the classroom and said, "Harry, Merlin House is excused from classes for today. We have a meeting with the Headmistress at 15:00."
"Class you just witnessed a message patronus I suspect was from the Queen's Wizard." Flitwick said.
"Yes sir, it was from Nate Beam our Magical guardian," Hermione replied not too pleased with the way the last two classes went although she didn't show any emotion. "Sir I think it's best if we leave now rather than disturb the class further."
"I believe you are right Lady Potter-Granger but you may remain if you wish."
The Six stood and their desks and chairs disappeared as they left the classroom. They heard Professor Flitwick say, "You have just seen potentially six Mages and possibly Grand Mages, now back to work on the levitation charm."
Filius Flitwick thought, if Minerva doesn't act quickly those six students will leave Hogwarts today. The political backlash will see this school torn apart and possibly closed. I'm glad my next class is after lunch.
Two meetings
The Six went to their common room knowing Harry would wait until they arrived there to rant.
In the common room, Harry started pacing and mumbling, "what a frigging waste of time this bloody place is. The seventh year textbooks should be used no later than fourth year. Even then, they're the worst possible textbooks for the subject." Then Harry spoke louder and said, "What do we do about this mess? I for one refuse to spend money on a substandard education. It isn't fair to us or our parents."
"Well I'm certainly unimpressed with the castle, Professors, and students." Hermione answered in a huff.
"I agree with Hermione and add there seems to be no discipline either, apparently it's not even safe to walk the halls in a group, what could happen to someone alone especially a female?" Hermione ranted and the others agreed.
"Alright you lot we have two choices and they are to stay or leave. If we leave we can't change anything, but if we stay we waste our time or study on our own." Neville stated.
"I think we should wait and see what Nate and the others have to say. We came here to learn and meet others our age but from what I've seen, we don't fit with other first year students. We may be the same age as them but we're years ahead in knowledge and don't act like eleven year olds." Luna added shaking her head and showing her disappointment.
Meanwhile Fred and George Weasley grabbed Ron and took him into an empty classroom.
"Look Ron your eating habits are atrocious and you act like a pig. We were told by the Queen's Wizard to tell you to straighten your ass up or you'll be eating slop as in what pigs are fed. A personal warning or advice is to stay the hell away from Potter and his group," Fred told his brother.
George continued, "We tried a Jelly-legs jinx on him and the bushy haired bint. He disarmed us the summoned us to him and hung us from the hall ceiling. We lost 50 points each then and there and lost another 50 each for being late for class. Potter, Black, McGonagall, and Flitwick couldn't release the sticking charm Potter put on us. He said it was timed and he did it without a wand."
Fred added, "The little shit then threatened to hang us from the Astronomy Tower if we fuck with them again. The Queen's Wizard arrived and warned us that if he did we could die because Potter has only used the charm indoors and doesn't know that weather affects how long the charm lasts. McGonagall called Potter Lord Potter Gryffindor Emrys, which means he's at least part owner of this place."
"So little brother you have been warned, and we've done our part. If you want to eat other than the slop, act like a human not a fucking pig." George told Ron as the twins went to their dorm.
"Fred did you notice Sirius Black called the map and called Potter Prongs Jr.?"
"Of course I did George. We fucked up royally by going after that group of firsties then got our asses handed to us. I almost pissed myself when the Queen's Wizard warned us, he doesn't fuck around and took Voldemort down like he was a firstie."
"I had the same feeling and being called a bully didn't set well with me Fred. Losing 200 points the first day won't set well with Gryffindor House."
George had no idea just how right that last statement was but would find out at lunch.
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