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Chapter Thirty Six

New Treaties

So, it was with great foreboding that Harry started to watch Hermione. He didn't tell anyone, not even Ginny. And he dreaded to think what would happen if he told Hermione herself. So, worried about what he might unleash, he kept his mouth shut, and hoped for the best.

Meanwhile, the Ministry was back in shape at last. The Goblins had been afforded diplomatic immunity, and in the terms of the temporary treaty, were said to have pledged their support to the Ministry of Magic and its allies, in exchange for the immunity and equal rights to a trial for the rest of the war. The werewolves had been afforded equal rights to wizards, providing they didn't attack anyone. Slughorn was working hard, making dozens of Wolfsbane potions for the werewolves in the army. The werewolves too had pledged their support to the Ministry. So, it was on the third day of January that Harry stood looking up at the sky. And then it hit him. They could actually win this war. The creatures in the Forest were unified, and serving him. The Goblins and werewolves were too. If they continued to unite the various beings of the magical world, Dumbledore's hopes of a unified wizarding world may very well come to pass. So, smiling, Harry went inside for the next meeting.

The Order, relatively subdued since Hagrid and Neville's deaths, was about to come a lot stronger. Angelina and Katie had both pledged their support, and Charlie's girlfriend, Ekria, also had. Things were now on the move. Harry looked at them all.

"Right, this war is going on too long. We need to end it, and as soon as possible. So, we're going to try and start unifying the various magical species. Rita, Kingsley, I want you to go to London. Convince the editor of the Prophet that we can get on with other species if we try. Try and get them to put out the message of unification. Mr Weasley, Mrs Weasley, I want you to go to all the Squibs and Muggle-borns up and down the country. Try and join them together, show them that we can cooperate. Kingsley has a list of all the people you'll need to see. Professor Sprout, Professor Slughorn, I have an interesting job for you. I want you to go to all the Quidditch Teams across Britain, you can start with the Harpies, and try to convince as many of them as possible to unite together to defeat Voldemort. If youngsters see Quidditch heroes doing that, they'll follow eventually. Fred, George, Angelina and Katie, I want you to go to Edinburgh. Try and find out any information about Lady Lumiya. If she's on the scene, we need to try and stop her, and to do that we need information. Firenze, you and Professor Trelawney are to go and try to unify the centaurs."

Silence met these words.

"And Professor Flitwick, you go too, to keep the peace."

There was laughter at this.

"Sirius, Daraala, Lupin and Tonks, I want you to try and convince some of the unaligned werewolves to come over to our side. With them on our side, Silvermane can't recruit them to use against us. Cho, Oliver, Krum, I want you to go to three other countries. Look for people of British descent or origin. Try and recruit them to fight against Voldemort. Dobby, I want you and Winky to go up and down the country and help unify the house-elves. I know most of your lot don't want freedom, but better that than eternal servitude to the Dark Arts."

"Dobby knows how to approach it Harry Potter." The elf assured him.

"Good. Bagman, Madam Rosmerta, I want you to go to all the pubs up and down the country."

"Excellent!" Bagman said boisterously.

"No you can't get drunk except on the last one. There's bound to be wizards in some. I want you to recruit them. Ginny and Hermione, you are to follow up the lead for the you-know-what. Ron and I will do the same. Good luck to you all."

Most people dismissed themselves, and headed away to get things ready.

"Charlie, Ekria, wait a moment."

Ekria, was cool. There was no other word for her. She had dragon fan earrings, long, black hair, and a blazing expression, quite like the one Harry loved in Ginny. She was tough, and wasn't about to let anyone push her around.

"What is it mate?" Charlie asked.

"Right. You brought the dragons here. How many more can you get?"

They looked at each other.

"Frrrom Rrromania?" Ekria asked.

Apart from trilling her r's, she spoke quite normally.

"No, from Britain. The Common Welsh Green and the Hebridean Blacks."

"You want us to catch dragons?" Charlie asked in disbelief.

"Yeah. And then, I want you to teach people who want to learn how to fly them into battle."

Ekria turned to her boyfriend.

"Is he mental?" she asked.

"I think so. Harry, are you mad?"

"We need those dragons out there. Look at what they did to Voldemort's forces. We need more, and we need the Ministry to be able to fly them for Endgame. Because I'm certain its going to come down to a big battle. And we'll need air support."

Charlie looked at his girlfriend.

"Alright, we'll do it. But if we die, know only one thing. I'll be back to get you."

And with that, they left the office.

"You know, I quite agree with the girl. You're mental." A familiar voice said.

"Shut up Phineas."

So, that was that. Apart from Bill and Fleur, everyone had something to be getting on with, whether it be a mission or cleaning up. Then, an idea for a mission for that pair came to him. Perfect. And so, it was with a much lighter heart than before, Harry went to war.

Back to re-editing. I forgot all about this, but I cant be bothered wriiting, so Im going to go through all of this.

Will be a work in progress.