[a/n]The situation slips into chaos. And yes I do have the arguments that are being used related to gun control in US as motivated by mass school shootings.

Year 6 [pt1]

The Wizengamot was in chaos for several minutes, not even Madam Longbottom's shouts of "ORDER!" and blasts of noise from her wand, actually produced any positive results. When, finally, there was quiet in the vast hall Sirius Black was seeking recognition "For what purpose does the Moste Ancient and Moste Noble House of Black rise?"

"Thank you, Madam Speaker" said Sirius, his Marauder grin in full evidence "it is clear our leaders have failed us. Minister Fudge no longer deserves our support. New leadership is needed. Houses Potter and Black formally withdraw our support and call for a vote of no-confidence in Minister Fudge's government."

To this, Dumbledore protested "I believe such a move unwise. We need stability to guide our people through difficult times, and-"

"With all due respect, Professor" it was Harry who cut him off "history is something of a hobby of mine." This was a fascinating statement that could be interpreted many ways "And rarely is even a decent peacetime leader the best choice for a warlord. Let's get it out in the open, he's the most corrupt Minister for Magic since Unctuous Osbert. Gee, who was it owned him? Well, I'll let you look it up. Stop his pocketing good tax Galleons, get the money where it's needed. We need Aurors for protection from …this in no particular order… Dementors and Voldemort."-

Fudge glared hatefully, unsure as to who was his bigger enemy "You-Know-Who is NOT back! H-"

"No? Who?" sneered Harry, most elaborately "Whomever could you be talking about? If you cannot use the name, I say you're a coward besides being corrupt, and utterly unfit for office. Madam Speaker? For the record, House Potter seconds House Black's motion. Time for a proper leader."

Lucius Malfoy stood and clapped most sarcastically for almost thirty seconds "I would assume all of you are finished crying on each other's shoulders? Tell me this… where… Madam Bones, is the Department of Magical Law Enforcement on justice for Draco Malfoy? Scion of one of the most prestigious Families in all Britain."

"The investigation continues." She answered, neutrally "Tell me, please, Lord Malfoy, it would further my investigation no end if you could explain under what circumstances your son lost his left arm and acquired a silver magical one?"

At this, Harry zoned out. Again! Another of Old Harry's warnings had come to pass, not in the same way…exactly…but every bit of The Diary's warning about Voldemort's regaining a body had happened. And the proof had been under his nose the whole time. He furiously punched the arm of his ornate throne in the Potter box, so hard he broke it…and incidently, his left hand "Shite!" he cursed.

"You have something to contribute to this debate, Harry?" asked Dumbledore.

Harry nodded, biting his lip against the pain in his hand, answered tersely "Indeed I do. Last year….. by your leave Madam Speaker?...Thank you. Last year Voldemort plotted to return to power using the TriWizard Tournament as a lure for me. The last Task took me to his father's gravesite where Peter Pettigrew had prepared to perform a very dark ritual to create a body for him."

"A fascinating bit of fiction, Potter." Lord Malfoy interrupted.

Harry barely spared him an annoyed look "The spell went Blood of the enemy forcibly taken…Flesh of the servant willingly sacrificed. Draco cast the spell, slicing off his hand. So, Malfoy, what enemy's blood was used?"

"NO child speaks to me like that!" snapped Lucius.

Neville, occupying the Longbottom seat because his Grandmother was performing her Speaker role, observed "Lord Potter is no child, as any number of his ..hehheh… former enemies can attest." He curled his lip in the direction of the Ancient and Noble House of Umbridge.

"What's being done to bring my son's murderer to justice?" a faint shout came from the high balcony that held common people and parents of Muggleborns who died.

Lucius gave a contemptuous look to the general direction and ordered "Master At Arms, silence that Mudblood creating filth! It is a disgrace and insult to the dignity of this body that Muggles are even present! I will tell ALL of you this, certain members of the Crabbe and Goyle families came to me in great fear. We Malfoys have a long relationship with both Houses and we honor our debts."

"Sure." Harry's voice was laced with sarcasm "But only when you're dragged before the full Wizengamot."

"I will not dignify that with a response, boy." Lucius made a show of waving it off "AS I was saying, Houses Crabbe and Goyle, and any of their members who wish it, will have sanctuary under House Malfoy's protection for as long as they wish. House Malfoy stands by its friends."

Gideon Prewett was Head of one of the oldest families in Britain, one that had never…in spite of its long history…never risen to great wealth. He was a bitter, old man who lost his son who joined the Death Eaters and grandsons who were murdered by them. Now, he'd buried a great-grandchild, No, he reflected… with deep loathing… there hadn't been a body to bury. He didn't have the long-running feud with Malfoy the Weasley branch of his clan had, nevertheless he knew the best way to attack. He was unable to rise due to his condition, lighting his wand was sufficient "My fellow nobles, this is not a case where a person is seeking refuge from persecution. These are criminals fleeing justice. I propose House Malfoy be censured and embargoed until the fugitives are surrendered to Wizengamot custody."

"Hold everyone!" Speaker Longbottom's wand went off "We now have two tremendous issues before us. And, as weighty as the issue of mass murder suspects is, we must first decide on House Black's motion. Is there a second?"

There were, in fact, so many that chants began "Vote! Vote! VOTE!"

"A sufficient number having arisen, we will go to a fifteen minute secret vote." The Speaker ruled, and left her chair. And when the clock ran down, she returned to baited silence. "Unfamiliar as I am certain many, particularly our Muggle guests, would be: Wizengamot law mandates a two-thirds plus one supermajority to remove a Minister. There are one thousand total votes divided amongst our Great Houses, I'll not detail how that is determined. Those voting Present or Abstaining 88. Those voting for retention 135. Those voting for removal 777."

Applause erupted in the great chamber, it was deafening. Cornelius nodded his acceptance, took the Minister's podium one last time and said formally "Thank you all for your many years of trust. And a special thank you to all the members of my government for their faithful service. Goodbye." Head high, and the very personification of dignity, he even declined his rightful place at the Fudge House box, and departed.

"For what purpose does the gentleman rise?" Augusta inquired formally.

A highly unpleasant looking man took the stage and orated "The removal of a Minister for Magic is a most solemn and drastic step. I propose taking a month to reflect before electing a replacement. Emotions are high at the moment, let us adjourn for the day, at least."

"Thank you, Lord Filch." Said Augusta "By voice vote, your motion is not agreed to. However, tomorrow is soon enough to start debate on a new Minister. The matter of House Malfoy harboring fugitives is a different matter. Lord Malfoy, you will surrender Viincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle to Ministry Aurors immediately."

Lucius stood to answer but Harry spoke first "Madam Speaker, I have irrefutable evidence that proves their mothers are as guilty as they are. Malfoy should turn them over, too."

"What evidence, Potter?" demanded Lucius with a snarl.

Sirius stood with a flourish and spoke proudly "No stealing my thunder Harry. Now, some twenty years ago, Hogwarts played host to a very special group called the Marauders. You all knew them as Messrs. Moony, Padfoot, Prongs and Wormtail, four of the best school friends of all time if I do say so myself. One, shamefully, turned traitor this was Peter Pettigrew. Noble, self-sacrificing, James Potter was our leader. Naturally, there is myself and finally, my co-founder of Fernunculus University, subsidiary of the Corporation of Kent, Remus John Lupin. One item we created is the Marauders' Map."

"Speaker, have we not wasted enough time?" complained Lucius "None of us cares about Black's juvenile antics."

Sirius ignored the interruption "The Marauders' Map made it much easier to pull our pranks, admittedly the behavior of kids, by allowing us to know where …exactly where… every person was, every second of every day. Students, staff, faculty, even our illimitable Headmaster. Using our unique magical development, in a way that did not occur to us, my clever Godson simply turned time back to show who WAS there."

While his friend was speaking, Remus did a few remarkable things with the Map. There was now a vast projection that every person in the chamber could easily see.

"Headmaster Lupin and myself will discuss all the charms and runes used to create the Map with experts to validate it as evidence." Sirius did say that with more than a hint of regret in his voice "I would offer a word of thanks to Messrs. Fred and George Weasley for rescuing our Map from Mr. Filch's clutches. Ah…Remus is ready. Now as you can all see we have set the Map to display before the attack. Remus, start the clock."

The display showed an empty hallway, neat rows of dots in the two classrooms, an occasional student moving around, the respective professor's dot was there as well. In short, normal activity. Then four dots appeared in the hallway, split into pairs, each of which stopped where the Map indicated a door. After a pause every single dot in both classrooms seemed to explode. NO one had any doubt what that meant. There wasn't a sound.

"Show it again, Remus." Ordered Sirius, then after the fateful minute played "Rewind it, again…stop, hold there. HOLD! HOLD! Zoom in on the doors."

Now, the Map showed only a small section of hall and the two doors across from each other. What had been dots were now circles with names labeling them. Georgina Smith Goyle, Elizabeth Burke Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe

"A lie." Lucius waved a dismissive hand at the whole thing, not even standing as was customary.

Sirius glared and said, coolly "The Map never lies. And again, I will submit it for expert examination. Both myself and Headmaster Lupin are prepared to disclose the theory, creation and final product. Plus the use. There will be no doubt."

"I should think, Lucius, that is sufficient evidence to warrant the arrest of suspects." Dumbledore said, without his customary twinkle "You will, please, surrender any and all Crabbes or Goyles."

Lucius stood violently, toppling his chair, "I think NOT!" he snarled, hand slashing until his finger pointed at the Chief Warlock "YOU Dumbledore have no authority to issue orders to ME!"

"House Black seconds House Potter's motion." Said Sirius.

Lucius snorted contemptuously "Stuff and nonsense! Potter does whatever you say. Or… is it vice versa?"

"Prewett seconds!" "As does Longbottom!" "Diggory!" "Wood!"

Augusta smirked, internally, it wouldn't do for a Speaker to be seen taking sides "We do have seconds. On the question, should the Wizengamot require House Malfoy to surrender suspects in the Hogwarts mass murder case? How does the Wizengamot rule? This will be a five minute vote."

"This would be an utter violation of House autonomy." the Malfoy lord declared "One of the very foundations of our society. I will not be bullied into surrendering good and loyal friends."

Victoria Abbott, a rare female Head, argued "Anyone of our children could have been killed that day. Lord Malfoy, my House will conduct no business with you until you surrender these terrorists."

"Need I remind everyone, these men and women have been convicted of no crime." Lucius pointed out bringing every Pureblood mannerism into play.

Unfortunately for Lucius, the killing of students was too unpopular, The Speaker brought the chamber to order and announced "On the resolution there are 111 Abstentions 106 Nays 883 Yeses. House Malfoy is ordered to comply."

"Without a Minster?" Lucius sneered "Try enforcing it." He swept out of the room. To a cacophony of boos.

The MacMillans were an Ancient House, who'd regrettably, fallen from wealth but the name still carried much influence "On a not unrelated matter, the Wizengamot should seriously consider new wand control laws. Children cannot be trusted."

"Don't change the subject!" snapped Sirius "Malfoy has made his position clear. House Black has already severed all ties, I propose the Wizengamot embargo House Malfoy."

Cantankerous Nott was yet another elder statesman who'd passed the reins of power to his son. He was also a staunch backer of his son as a Death Eater. His comment was inflammatory "Yes, of course, Lord Black. There we see the motive of your grand humanitarian gesture. Take in Narcissa Malfoy, claim her for yourself after murdering her son and now bankrupt her husband."

"I did a good job on that, too." Harry put in, to some disapproval. "Malfoy's a Death Eater. His story of being under the Imperius is a lie."

The Nott representative pointed a contemptuous finger and argued "You, boy, have no idea what those years were like!"

"You're talking to The-Boy-Who-Lived, old man." Harry retorted "Would you care to show us your arm?"

He snorted "I am not accountable to a child."

"No, Mr. Nott, you aren't." Amelia stepped into the fray "However, in my role as Head of the DMLE, you are answerable to me. I will see your arm. And if you are so branded, then I will take your arm."

This brought total silence. But Cantankerous raised a clenched fist into the air, allowing his robe sleeve to bunch at his shoulder. Grinning nastily he retorted "I demand an apology."

"I take legal note you are not a marked Death Eater and, as such, not an obvious enemy." Was Amelia's non-apology. "But, returning to the issue before us, House Bones supports an embargo on House Malfoy."

Again, Madam Longbottom had to hide a smile, while the Malfoy boy didn't deserve his fate she was deeply in favor of gruining Lucius "The motion has been called and seconded. This will be a five minute vote. Members record your vote." This one, however, would affect people's pocketbooks. Not everyone was willing to be pauperized. Augusta finally announced "Abstentions or Present 308 No 219 Yes 473. Having failed to receive a majority, the motion is not agreed to."

"Let us again consider wand control." The MacMillan lord was more than willing to move on, having a steady income stream from the Malfoys and no one among the dead "I would suggest no one under 21 be allowed to carry a wand outside of Hogwarts."

From the stands, specifically a Muggle mother of a victim, shouted "DEFINITELY! They're as dangerous as guns!"

"Silence Muggle!" Lord Parkinson snapped.

The most significant voice in opposition was Garrovick Ollivander "My family has been making wands since before the Roman Empire was born and I can assure you the problem is not with the wand."

"If you want to talk about taking something out of children's hands" Harry offered "on behalf of Luna Lovegood, I propose abolishing the Blood Quill. Make the manufacture, use and possession of one punishable by Dementor's Kiss."

As Speaker, Augusta ruled "That, Lord Potter, is a separate topic. One issue at a time please."

"Augusta I believe this issue too weighty to be decided today." inserted Dumbledore "That said, Hogwarts is a place where MAGIC is taught."

She nodded "A warning, Chief Warlock, use of familiar names while in session can be seen as disrespectful. Your point, however, is valid. This session is adjourned."

Abcij

Back at Grimmauld, in the privacy of his room, Harry was contemplating Old Harry's glowing Diary. Did he have more bad news? Or would it be information that would be essentially useless? He shrugged and made his way downstairs. A part of him missed the presence of the Weasleys, but at least he could show Sirius openly "Wanna see what's in the news?"

"Don't knock it Harry. He's still better than the other old man." Offered Sirius. "Sure Colin, Luna and Ginny and Astoria were real hard blows, but I know he would've warned you. Luna especially, I think, since she's the only person he wanted to change Houses. From what you've told me, I would guess she was his wife."

Harry gave a shrug "Do me a favor? Don't tell Neville. He's still real jealous of her memory. Damn I miss her. There was no one like her. I love Sue, don't get me wrong, but what happened to her was just wrong. I was mad at the Old Man for not telling me until I realized it must not have happened to his Luna. Well, let's see what's on his mind."

Hello Harry and welcome to Sixth Year. Destroying the Locket Horcrux had a number of dividends, keeping an eye or just keeping Mundungus out altogether is a minor one. Kreacher, in spite of his unpleasant demeanor, which never changed, was a valuable part of my family. He did much to aid me in creating this Diary, before dying of old age. He also wouldn't have obeyed Bella and set you up for a running battle in the Department of Mysteries that, for me, led to Sirius' death.

Assuming Snape has been dealt with after I told you about his involvement in Mum and Dad's murders, you likely met Horace Slughorn earlier than I did. Snape took the DADA job this year and Dumbledore brought Slughorn back. Imagine, my best subject taught by my least favorite professor, even if I didn't know about him being a Death Eater at the time. Anyway, back to Horace, a good professor and a consummate Slytherin [with all that entails] I'd watch him closely, he's not fully to be trusted.

This is a wonderful moment, I get to The Burrow and they are celebrating the engagement of Bill Weasley and Fleur Delacour. I'd ended the Tournament with a load of respect for my French competition and was really glad to see the pairing. Ron was still drooling like an idiot. Looking back, I pity him. But I had my own drooling problems. To this day I can still see Ginny, count her frec—

"WELL! That's enough of THAT!" Harry slapped the Diary closed "I am most DEFINITELY N-O-T perving a dead girl!"

Sirius, too, was rather grim. Being reminded of Ginny reminded him of his own loss. "Well, a lot of that didn't happen anyway. Me losing a duel to Bellatrix? Rubbish!"

"I guess it's possible." Harry offered "Locked up in here, without your freedom, you probably didn't redecorate in his timeline. You probably weren't in condition either, unlike now. Even if you still can't beat me."

Sirius took the challenge in his Godson's tone for what it was and laughed "HA! Going down!"

Abcij

The Burrow was decked out for the Weasleys celebration that the oldest was finally settling down. The occasion is marred by dislike between the bride-to-be and the future mother-in-law, and the continuing grief over Ginny's death. the decorations reflected that, festive but spare.

"Greetings Harry Potter!" came an effusive voice from behind.

Harry was currently dancing with Hermione, chatting about nothing of consequence, just speculating about OWL results. He pulled away from her, allowed her to see him gather his patience and turned "Minister Scrimgeour." He greeted with a polite bow, something due the holder of the highest office in the land "It is a surprise to see you here, sir."

"Not at all, Mr. Potter." He replied "If I can steal you from your friend for a minute? Miss? …. No, then, Harry? May I call you Harry… Excellent. Arthur is a senior member of my government. A cabinet member. His son is to marry the daughter of the man who will likely be the next French Minister for Magic. How could I not appear?"

To which Harry replied "I see. What, sir, can I do for you?"

"I would like to invite you to further your support for the Ministry in its effort to suppress Death Eaters." Minister Scrimgeour told him.

Harry answered "Well, of course. I support any effort to weaken Voldemort…. You know, it's really annoying that everyone flinches just from the name. No wonder people are so scared, it's like a reflex almost. Anyway I don't see why not. What are you planning on doing? Increasing Aurors? More Patrols?"

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves, my boy." The Minister hedged "I was thinking maybe a few arrests, some appearances between us, that way we're-"

Harry found himself getting increasingly irritated "Minister Scrimgeour, I did support your election. Why? Because we needed a change from Fudge. You want to be seen to have the support of The-Boy-Who-Lived? Do things that make sense! Just because you're SAYING different things than the former Minister, doesn't mean you're DOING better! If you're not doing things I want, I have no reason to be your poster-boy."

"I see." Scrimgeour was cold, but hiding any hostility. "I will consider what you said. I trust you will do likewise."

Hermione, watching him go, said "Harry, that was the Minister. You can't talk to him like that."

"Why not, Hermione? His job is to make our lives better. How is he going to know how to do that unless someone tells him? And remember, he can be replaced." Said Harry. He put his hands on her hips and began swaying to the music. On spotting his girlfriend approach, he sighed a long suffering "Yes, dear?"

Susan, wearing a frown, wanted to know "I take it you disappointed our Minister for Magic?"

"And proud of it." He said, then related the sense of the discussion.

She leaned on his shoulder and kissed him "Hermione, I think Ron wants you."

"In other words, go away, I want boyfriend time." The Gryffindor quipped and departed.

Susan gave a distrustful look, followed her with her eyes, and finally said "You do know she still wants you."

"I'm quite happy with her in the sister role." Harry retorted, a little impatiently "Honestly, you have more to fear from your aunt than Hermione."

Susan wrinkled her nose in disgust and complained "Ewwww! That's just gross, Harry!"

"Shut up and kiss me." He commanded and the couple spent several minutes in their own little world. It's truly amazing how easy it is to lose track of time, and how much illicit activity you can get away with while snogging in public. Harry gave silent thanks to the designers of dress robes.

The Sun was setting and the engagement party was breaking up. Actually, it had been for some time as Minister Scrimgeour held court and departed, unhappy with Harry. Bill was eyeing his new fiancée with undisguised lust. Fred and George were busy preparing a fireworks display to wrap up the party. Percy had departed with the Minister. It was Arthur who noticed it first, then all except Ron drew their wands. It wasn't fast enough, sadly.

"Well well well Weasley senior." A mask sneered. There was no mistaking the tone of voice or the general body language "Avada Kedavra!"

There wasn't time for anyone to do more than scream before Charlie was engulfed in a green glow. Like a felled tree, he toppled, dead. Bill charged the nearest mask, but was slammed to the ground effortlessly. His struggles were meaningless against his powerful opponent. Five more masks appeared, two near Susan and Harry.

"Get away from her!" yelled Harry as he shoved Susan behind himself.

One mask, clearly a female, pushed the other's wand away and scolded "No! The Dark Lord ordered no one harm the boy!" This, however, was little more than a planned distraction. The other three disarmed and stunned Fred and George, then disapparated with the unconscious recent Hogwarts graduates.

"Ah ah ah." Charlie's murderer cautioned as all the masks vanished "Your spawn named this vendetta, Weasley. And just remember, I came up a little short today. Happy wedded bliss to your oldest. You will see your sons in a few days."

Late on the scene, shirtless, followed by a hardly more attired Hermione, Ron neglecting his wand charged for the masked Death Eater, but was intercepted by his father "He has your brothers! How do I know you'll free them?"

"I pledge, on my magic, Fred and George Weasley will be returned alive to their family." Said the mask, and his wand glowed brightly.

Mr. Weasley snarled hatefully "Get the hell off my land!"

"Come on Dad!" cried Ron "It's Malfoy! Of course, he's lying! Lemme go." Molly's wail over her dead son's body took everyone's attention. During that brief moment, the remaining mask disapparated. Their youngest, and only daughter gone, not even a body to mourn over, the cool brother's life snuffed out in front of them and two more missing indefinitely. The Weasleys were devastated.

Aurors, Dumbledore, Madam Bones, the Order of the Phoenix, all arrived in force some among those who'd been there just hours earlier. The scene, of course, was vastly different from the one the early departures now saw.

"GET MY BOYS BACK!" Molly Weasley screeched, as she ran up to the Headmaster "NOW DUMBLEDORE! NOW!" she collided with him and pounded his chest.

The aged wizard caught the raving woman and allowed her to wear herself to exhaustion. He placidly transfigured a party chair into a bed and levitated the now unconscious Mrs. Weasley into it. "Now, Weasleys, is not a time for anger." He offered "Now is a time for mourning."

THE QUIBBLER SPECIAL EDITION

The Wizarding World has been shaken over the last few months by one murder after another. The mass killing at Hogwarts left dozens of families in mourning for children they could not even bury. Yesterday was supposed to be a happy day at the home of Arthur Weasley, of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department. The party was coming to an end when followers of Voldemort [yes this publication will use that name without fear] attacked.

The occasion was the engagement party of William Weasley, 26, a Gringotts Cursebreaker to Fleur Delacour,19, a fledgling Cursebreaker and noted for her participation in the TriWizard Tournament of two years ago. The Quibbler and this reporter wish to extend condolences to the betrothed couple on this tragic day. William himself was assaulted and partially turned by an unidentified werewolf. His face, severely scarred. Our compliments to the future Fleur Weasley for staying true to her man.

Slain in the attack were Charlie[les]Arthur Weasley, 23, younger brother of the groom-to-be. A Dragon Handler assigned to Romania. Also slain, Benjamin Cooper,25, and Angelica Cole,27, classmates and close friends of William. Our condolences to their families.

Taken from the scene and still missing are Frederick and George Weasley, both 18, twin brothers of William. The pair had just graduated with near identical grades in NEWTs Potions, DADA, Charms and Transfiguration. Both are partners in a growing owl order business that looked to be quite competitive with Zonko's. When last seen they were alive and well, if stunned. They have trademarked Weasley shade red hair, are between 5'8" and 5'10" solid but slim builds.

Harry Potter had this to say "I have been friends with the Weasleys for five years, and this family will suffer no more that I can help. I am offering a one million Galleon reward, in cash or gems, for the safe return of my friends. Barring that I am offering a one hundred thousand Galleon reward for the arrest and conviction, or the dead bodies of, those responsible for their deaths."

"You are not concerned with the condition of others?" this reporter wanted to know.

Our famous Boy-Who-Lived locked such a look on me, I still shiver, he replied "My friends' lives are priceless. My enemies' lives are worthless."

The Heads of several families have endorsed this hardline stance. Unsurprisingly, the Weasleys, but also the Black, Prewett, Abbott, Longbottom and Shacklebolt Lords have offered support. Amelia Bones has not committed, either as Head of the DMLE or Regent for her niece Susan. Traditionally neutral Greengrass has now fully committed to the anti-Dark Lord faction. The Ollivanders, Fawleys, Rowles, Shaqifs and Travers issued formal statements of neutrality, while the Yaxleys, Bulstrodes, Carrows, Notts, Parkinsonsm Malfoys and Gaunts have denounced Harry Potter as a criminal issuing illegal bounties. All other Houses have yet to commit.

"Young Harry is overstepping his authority as he is yet a child. Everyone, regardless of offense, can be made to see reason and join the Greater Good." This from Albus Dumbledore, who stated this was his position in all his roles as Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, Headmaster of Hogwarts, and Supreme Mugwump of the ICW.

Disclaimer: Article by Evanna Lynch, official Harry Potter spokeswitch

An Order of the Phoenix meeting had just concluded. Exile and refugee Narcissa Black, she'd reclaimed her maiden name, was sitting in the chair from which Bill Weasley raged for her husband's blood scant minutes ago. "Of course Lucius was the leader." She observed, having clandestinely heard every word of the meeting "The wording of his oath was specific and well chosen. Whatever he intends will torment the weasels worse than mere death. He'll never forgive them for Draco's murder."

"His dogs murdered their sister!" snarled Harry "Everyone knows Crabbes and Goyles do nothing without Malfoy approval."

Narcissa dismissed the comment with a wave, and accused "Draco never believed that Severus merely blew himself up with an errant potion. Not one word uttered has given me the slightest suspicion, but that humanitarian gift of yours? And right as you're starting your own school? Very curious. Don't you think, Harry?"

"Don't worry about things that don't concern you, Cissy." Sirius snapped at her "And what concerns us right now is where he could be holding the twins. I want the address of EVERY Death Eater safehouse and meeting place you know."

To which she gave a regal nod "But of course, my Lord. However, I would caution you, my information is probably neither complete nor conclusive."