Chapter thirty eight
"So" said Ron, "I guess we had better get back to the Gryffindor dormitories"
"Great" said Draco, "I am going to kill Harry"
"Well change into him" snapped Hermione
"Alright" said Draco, "Keep your claws on"
"I thought the muggle expression was hair" said Ron with a frown
"It is" said Hermione
"It's a demonic phrase" said Draco as he changed into Harry
"You look enough like him to pass off as him for a short while" said Hermione critically
"You don't have the scar" said Ron
"I'm a demon not a miracle worker" snapped Draco, "I can't make scars appear on my body"
"How about a birth mark?" asked Hermione, "in the shape of the scar"
Draco frowned, then seemed to focus for a moment, slowly a faint birth mark blossomed on his forehead then started to shrink into the form of a lightening bolt
"Merlin Hermione" said Ron, "how did you think of that?"
"Well, after I learnt that Tonks was a metamorphmagus I researched into metamorphmagi" said Hermione, "and the recipe of polyjuice potion and how the polyjuice potion used the genes of people but was still able to replicate the scars of the person where as metamorphmagus are not able to…"
"Hermione we don't need a lecture on the differences between polyjuice potion and metamorphmagi" said Ron
"Well" said Draco, "I probably would have learn about it at home if Harry's great aunt hadn't decided that my family needed to be slaughtered"
"Well" said Hermione, "I guess it was just lucky, I had only theorised it"
"You wrote a parchment on it?" asked Ron
"Yes" said Hermione
"Merlin Hermione" said Ron, "where do you find the time?"
Hermione opened her mouth to answer but Draco cut across her
"As lovely as this conversation can we re-schedule it?" said Draco, "Grindlewald may decided to check if Harry is in his bed"
"Damn" snapped Hermione
"Precisely" said Draco, "now let us get the hell out of here"
"I brought Harry's invisibility cloak" said Ron
"Lets just use your Keeper portkeys" said Draco, "what time is it?"
"Party time" said Ron
Draco slowly paled
"What is it?" Hermione asked sounding concerned
"I have to attend a Gryffindor party?" his voice wobbled slightly
"Yes" said Ron, "we have a party every time we win a Quidditch match"
"Adasce, no…" moaned Draco, "I am going to kill Harry,"
"Well" said Hermione, "I don't think he will mind, lets get going"
They both grabbed hold of the wolf demon.
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"I thought the décor in your room was bad" exclaimed Draco
"Come on" said Ron, "lets get down to the party"
He ran over to the door and darted down the stair case
"Wait a moment" said Hermione, "you still wearing Arthur Weasly style robes, just change into some of Harry's clothes, I'll wait outside the door"
Draco walked over to the wardrobe next to Harry's bed, he reached in and pulled out a tee-shirt
"Granger" he called
Hermione opened the door
"You are not telling me that these are Harry's clothes" he said looking distastefully down at the oversized garment in his claw
"Harry's cousin is about the same width as Hagrid but a lot shorter" said Hermione
"So why did Harry bring his cousins clothes to school?" asked Draco
"Well" said Hermione, "these are his cousin's old clothes"
"Harry must have better clothes" said Draco
"He does" said Hermione, "but he keeps his trunk around his neck…and anyway he always wears those clothes in the house"
"Right" said Draco, "you could make a tent out of these clothes"
"and his cousin was wearing them when he was eleven so hurry up" said Hermione as she stalked out of the door once more
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"Where is he?" asked Ron as he came back up the stairs
"In case you hadn't noticed Ronald" said Hermione, "he was still wearing your dad's robes, he can't exactly appear in the common room like that can he now"
"Right" said Ron
They stood and stared at the door for a few moments
"How is Krum?" asked Ron
"He's well" said Hermione, "luckily he was away on a mission when we had that big battle"
They fell once more into awkward silence
"Have you heard from my sister?" asked Hermione
"yes" said Ron, "she's working hard at her GSCEs…"
"GCSEs" corrected Hermione absentmindedly
"Whatever" said Ron
"Oh…Merlin" hissed Hermione
"What?" asked Ron
"Seamus" said Hermione simply
"What about him?" asked Ron
"Ron…Haven't you noticed. He's been speaking elvish to Harry every five seconds since the holidays" she said
Ron swore loudly
"Language Weasly" called Draco through the door
"Are you dressed yet?" asked Ron
"Yes" called Draco
"Draco" said Hermione, " we have a problem…"
"and what is that?" he asked
"Seamus Finnegan" said Hermione, "He's half elven"
"And…" queried Draco
"Speaks to Harry in elvish most of the time" said Ron
"Gerihi" hissed Draco, "why can't you Gryffindors be less interactive"
"I'll get Neville to keep Seamus away from Harry until Dumbledore has been in to check that you are here, then we can put a glamour on one of the twins" said Ron
"Or" said Hermione, "we could get the other set of twins to 'accidentally' hex Seamus so he will have to go to the hospital wing"
"Well ask them to do that if it looks like Seamus will come over" said Hermione
"Right" said Ron, "we are sorted"
He bombed down the stairs once more
"Harry is back," He bellowed as he entered the common room
Causing a sudden lull in conversation
Draco walked down the stairs, conscious of the stare of his 'housemates'.
"How did you get out of ministerial custody?" asked someone he thought was called Brown
"Well" said Draco, "I was just standing in the Atrium and Fudge was yelling at me about the expense of refitting the place when I saw Ed of the Keepers walking towards me, he shoved a piece of parchment into my hand, I think it must have been a portkey"
"Wow" said Fred, "the keepers came and rescued you"
"I guess so" said Draco
"Ed rescued you?" asked George looking puzzled
"Stop being so pedantic" said Katie Bell, "how did you do that thing to the Quidditch pitch?"
"I called on the five founders of Hogwarts" said Draco
"How does that work?" asked someone else
"Anyone can call on the founders for favours, but I was lucky that they were listening" said Draco
"People" said Fred, "lets Party"
Draco noticed that Ron was currently whispering something to George
He looked around and gulped, he hoped to merry hell that Harry wasn't planning an extended stay in Azkaban.
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Harry eyed Moody and the other three aurors warily
"Any means" sneered one of the three so far anonymous aurors
"Right" said Moody, "now lets try and be civilised about this, Kilroy I know it may be difficult for you but at least try"
Kilroy glowered at the haggard auror's back
"Just because I have my back to you doesn't mean I can't see you" snapped Moody, "Bell, how do you propose we approach this?"
"Well" said Bell, "We could enervate Hadding"
Moody glared down at the prostrate form at his feet
"He is unnecessary" said Moody, "and would be better off if we left him down for the moment"
"In that case" said Bell, "administer veriterserum"
"It has been tried and found wanting" said Harry, "after all I haven't yet received the antiserum"
"Tell us a straight lie then" sneered Kilroy
"Now" said Moody, "what is the purpose of this question? Campbell"
"To ensure that the detainee has not been brain washed to subvert the answer" replied Campbell promptly
"Good" said Moody
"Mad-eye" said Harry, "if you are trying to break me by causing me to have to endure you teaching a lesson, then you are going the right way about it…however you are teaching me all the methods we should train the human elements of the Keepers to avoid interrogation…"
"Well these greenies need to learn how to interrogate a prisoner" said Moody
"And I am the lucky sod that gets to be the test mat?" asked Harry
"Of course" said Moody, "would you have it any other way?"
"Yes" said Harry, "maybe a good way to teach them would be to have them on a five minute rotation, see who can break me first…"
"Right" said Moody, "Kilroy, have you got that file on Ed?"
Kilroy moved forwards and presented Moody with a bulging file, which Moody took a few moments sorting through to find what he was looking for.
"Now Ed" he said clearing his throat, "You are charged with murder, theft, arson, insulting the minister for magic, grievously injuring the minister for magic, creating illegal portkeys, unlawful extradition of prisoners, setting up a private army…"
"What did we ever steal?" asked Harry
"The werewolves" said Bell
"How can werewolves he stolen?" asked Harry, "they are people who are free to make their own decisions and they chose to come with us"
"They are animals" said Campbell, "beasts that need to be kept tame"
"So a person decides to be bitten by a werewolf?" asked Harry, "does a muggle who is bitten by a werewolf really deserve to die for being attack by something which before that moment they did not know to exist outside of fiction?"
"Their minds are unable to cope with it" said Bell quickly
"Well" said Harry, "they were certainly around in the founder's day"
"Really?" asked Campbell leaning forward, "did you ever meet any of them?"
"I met several packs" said Harry
"As interesting as the concept is we do not have time for this" said Moody
"How tragic" said Harry, "so do you all actually think that the Keepers are evil?"
"They are certainly victimised by Fudge" said Bell
"And nowhere near as evil as he makes them out to be" said Campbell
"But they are still disobeying the minister" said Kilroy, "and making him look stupid"
"Stupider than he already it?" asked Harry incredulously
"We need to be united" said Kilroy, "The Keepers are antagonistic"
"I think you will find" said Harry that the ministry were the first people to actually antagonise"
"I believe the Keepers stole the werewolves before the ministry even knew about the Keepers" said Kilroy
"and it was bloody lucky that we did" said Harry
"why?" asked Bell
"Well" said Harry, "If we hadn't been there Voldermort would have recruited the entire werewolf population of Britain and led them into the ministry battle…we fought alongside you in the battle and the first thing any ministry employee says to me is that I was to be arrested for disorderly behaviour in a public place, or some such offence"
"Well" said Kilroy, "your army did do considerable damage to the ministry"
"I think we did more damage to the death eaters" said Harry
"That is true" said Moody
"When the minister said broken" said Harry, "what did he mean?"
"He wanted us to get you to pour out your life secrets to him" said Moody, "as well as the location of your headquarters and the true identity of your members"
"right" said Harry, "how often do you change the shift on the anti apparition shield?"
"Every six hours" said Moody, "but the shield is at tis strongest at this point"
"Right" said Harry, "so there is no chance of me disaparating without killing off ministry employees"
"You wont be able to disaparate at all" sneer Kilroy
"On the contary" said Harry, "the only thing which is stopping me from disaparating as the moment is my conscience"
"Your conscience?" asked Bell
"Yes" said Harry, "if I disaparate I will kill all of the twenty five people holding this shield in place, so at the moment I'm working on keying myself to the ward"
all four just stared at him
"hence why you wanted to know the shift pattern" said Moody
"He's just playing with us" said Kilroy, "we need to get on to breaking him"
"and how do you propose to do that?" asked Harry
"well" said Bell, "we would normally drug you up as drunk as a fish and then question you…"
"but you are immune to veriterserum" said Campbell, "which means we should be torturing the answer out of you"
"The muggle police manage well enough without veriterserum or torture" said Harry, "but this is like being in Voldermort's specialist care"
"Are you comparing us to you-know-who?" asked Kilroy
"No" said Harry, "I'm comparing you to Voldermort"
"Don't say the name" said Campbell
"Why not?" asked Harry, "is the idiot going to come down here and AK me personally?"
"Well" said Moody, "it would make our job a lot easier"
"He seems to be being a little inconsiderate at the moment" said Harry, "do you reckon if I shouted a little louder he might actually here me?"
"Silencio, fool" said Kilroy, "we do not want him in the building!"
"You actually believe that superstition" said Harry
"Kilroy has surprisingly been in the force for a very long time" said Moody with a sigh
"And still fiercely loyal to that twat of a minister?" asked Harry incredulously
"Of course" said Bell
"Well" said Harry, "he managed to completely disillusion me before I hit my sixteenth birthday and has done nothing to repair my confidence since"
"What about his handling of the Black case?" asked Kilroy
"That was when he first caused me to despair" said Harry, "what about his behaviour last year?"
"Potter's story was ridiculous" said Kilroy, "the minister can be forgiven for thinking that he was lying"
"But he wasn't," said Harry
"The brat believed that traitorous piece of scum Black was innocent for Merlin's sake" sneered
"Mad-eye" said Harry
"Yeah" said the one eyed auror absentmindedly
"did you deliver that rat?" asked Harry
"Yes" said Moody, "the trial is the day after tomorrow"
"Good" said Harry, "I can think of a certain mutt who will be grateful"
"So can I" said Moody
"Enough of the talking" said Kilroy, "we aren't getting anywhere"
"Yes we are" said Campbell, "this is the stage in the auror hand book which is entitled gaining your victims trust"
"You do realise" said Harry, "that is going to take a bloody long time"
"I'm sure as a seeker you will have heard of the thrill of the chase" said Campbell
"Yes, though for me that generally means chasing the snitch whilst being attacked by a rouge bludger" said Harry, "how long is this going to take?"
"Probably a few more hours" said Bell, "then you will be held pending trial by the wizengamot"
"And then you will be sentenced to Azkaban where you will sumilarily rot in hell" yelled Kilroy, "now tell me who is in the Keepers"
"I don't feel like it" said Harry
"Where is the Keeper headquarter?" asked Kilroy more aggressively again, he stalked over to Hadding and enervated him
"I don't know" said Harry
"You are the leader, of course you know" barked Kilroy, "if you don't start answering soon I am going to get angry"
Harry buttoned his lip
"Well then lets see what a little muggle pain will do to you" sneered Kilroy as he dragged Harry out of his chair and mancled him to the wall
"My, my Kilroy this is kinky" said Harry
Moody snorted
"I am afraid to say it Ed, but Kilroy is one of the best interrogators in the ministry" he said
"You mean best torturers?" said Harry cynically
"Yes" said Moody
"Well then…" Harry started to say but was cut off by Kilroy
"shut up or I will break your wing" he sneered as he pulled a long leather whip down from a rack on the far wall, catching sight of it Harry did two things very quickly firstly he retracted his wings double time and secondly he cast a very solid dome shield around the beetle on his shoulder.
"I would prefer it if you didn't break my wings" said Harry
"Shut up" yelled Kilroy as he snapped the whip in his hand across Harry's back, "Hadding, fetch yourself a whip, Bell stand by ready, Campbell stay where you are"
"Did you ever consider…" started Harry, but was cut off by another thwack across his back
"I don't want to consider anything" said Kilroy, "I want to know where the werewolves are"
Harry remained mute, at the Dursley's he had learnt that this was the best way to take punishment
Thwack! Thwack!
"You take over for the moment, Hadding" said Kilroy, "I want to be asking him the questions, Bell light torture curse"
Harry noticed Bell shooting Kilroy a look of loathing before shrugging apologetically
"Etami" murmured the auror
"Right Keeper" snarled Kilroy, "were are the Slytherins"
Harry stood mute
"Did you kill Draco Malfoy?"
Harry tried to stand still as Kilroy sent his whip snaking around Harry's ankles
"Stop" said Kilroy to Hadding and Bell, "Bell rub some interrogation ointment into the cuts"
Bell summoned a small squat pot of greenish glass, he walked up to Harry's back
"What cuts?" asked Bell
Kilroy turned and stared at Harry's now unmarked back
"You are healing yourself" he sneered
"Yes" said Harry, "It is a natural instinct, your body does it too, just…"
"A lot slower" said Moody
"Yes" said Harry, "precisely that"
Well, Harry supposed it was not exactly a lie, his first instinct after all was to the harm done to his body, but unfortunately healing was not currently one of his strengths.
"Well" growled Kilroy pulling a dagger from his waist band, "what if I were to take away an eye"
He lifted the point to Harry's eyeball
"You couldn't do it" said Harry
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Draco looked up from the butterbeer he was brooding over to see the portrait hole at the far end of the room open to reveal the headmaster. Slowly silence spread through the room like ripples through a pond.
"Headmaster" said Fred jovially from near the door, "to what do we owe the pleasure of your company"
"I wished to ensure that Mr Potter has not suffered to greatly at the hands of the ministry" said Dumbledore
"I am fine" said Draco glowering at the meddling headmaster
"The ministry tells me that the Keepers orchestrated your release" said Dumbledore
"I suppose they must of" said Draco
"Dumbledore" said Hermione, "why would Harry suffer at the hands of the ministry? Hasn't torture been outlawed in the wizarding world since the goblin rebellion of 1784?"
"Yes Miss Granger" said Dumbledore, "I just wish to ensure that he was alright"
"Well" said Draco, "I think you have ascertained that I am fine"
"Indeed Mr Potter" said Dumbledore
"Good night, Professor" said Draco with finality before he stalked up to Harry's dormintory, he decided to shed the elephant skins he was having to wear and go to bed.
"Why are you so rude to the headmaster?" asked Dean from the door way of the room as Draco slipped the top off
"He is an interfering old coot" said Draco
"But he at least deserves your respect" said Dean frowning down at Draco, "you owe him that much at least"
"I owe Grindlewald nothing" sneered Draco
"Grindlewald?" asked Dean startled, "who said anything about Grindlewald, in fact who is Grindlewald?"
"Grindlewald" said Draco, "was the name of the Dark Lord before Voldermort"
"Right" said Dean, "but how does that connect to Dumbledore"
"Dumbledore is Grindlewald" said Draco
"Right" said Dean, "so the bad guy was caught and forced to see the error of his ways and became a model citizen and eventually becoming head master of Hogwarts…that doesn't stack up"
"The basic outline of what happened is that Grindlewald was attacked by a group who performed a rite on him which should have bound a phoenix to him so that he could no longer plot and scheme" said Draco
"Why do I get the feeling there is going to be a big but now" asked Dean
"Because there is" said Draco shortly, "you see, the rite was interrupted by the aurors before the group could complete it, Grindlewald told the aurors that his name was Albus Dumbledore and that he and his phoenix had just defeated Grindlewald"
"And he was hence hailed as a hero and given the order of Merlin first class" said Dean
"Correct" said Draco
"Much like you will be when you kill Voldermort" said Dean
"What makes you think I will kill him?" asked Draco
"Well" said Dean, "you managed it last time didn't you"
"Not really" said Draco, "I botched it up a bit"
"But the good guys always win" said Dean
"You have been reading way more fantasy novels than is healthy" said Draco
"True" said Dean, "but it will never replace football in my heart"
Draco grinned and looked over at the pictures of people wearing strangely coloured shirts and shorts with knee high socks
"Did the Dursley's ever take you to see a football match?" asked Dean
"No" said Draco, "They never used to take me out"
"Shame, I went to one over the winter Arsenal against…" Dean was saying when the dormitory door swung open to reveal and incredibly pissed Seamus being supported by Ron and Neville
"Greetings your royal highness" he slurred as he caught sight of Draco, "may your reign be long and fruitful…"
Ron accidentally bopped the half elf over the head when Dean wasn't looking
"He passed out?" said Dean
"It would appear so" said Ron
"He's never been so pissed that he passed out before" said Neville, pretending to be worried.
"Do you think we should take him to Madame Pomfrey?" asked Dean distractedly
"No" said Neville, shaking his head, "She would through the book at us"
"How about Arye and Aryan" said Draco
"Good idea Harry" said Ron, "They are young enough that they will understand Seamus' predicament"
"I can't imagine them being to sympathetic" said Neville
"You never know" said Ron
"Well" said Draco, "there is only one way to find out"
"How much has he had to drink?" asked Dean
"Only two bottles of firewhiskey" said Neville
"Two bottles?" exclaimed Dean, "maybe we should get him to Madame Pomfrey"
"No" said Ron, "lets get him to Ayran"
"Alright" said Neville, "I've got his feet"
"I've got his head" said Ron
Between the two of them they somehow managed to stagger down the stairs without giving his further concussion, luckily, for Seamus at least they met Hermione in the common room.
"Why did god invent men without brains?" she asked as she pulled out her wand, "wingardium leviosa"
"Why didn't we think of that?" asked Dean
"I did" smirked Draco
"Then why didn't you do it?" Dean asked
"Because" said Draco, "the minister confiscated my wand"
"Why did you tell us?" asked Ron
"I thought there must be a good reason not to" said Draco
"Come on" said Ron, "lets get him to Aryan"
"Why are you guys going to see Ayre and Aryan?" asked Fred from the staircase behind him"
"Well" said Ron, "Seamus has managed to make himself pass out"
"I knew it was mistake to challenge him to a drinking competition brother dearest" said George
"Well" said Fred, "how was he supposed to know that we were swapping places and taking sobering draughts"
"I don't think he was supposed to" said George, "We could give him a sobering draught"
"George" said Hermione, "you can't, remember his condidtion"
"Oh" said Fred, "sorry, good luck with the AA"
"at this rate" said Ron, "I think we are going to need it"
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"Sorry Ed" said Moody, "but Kilroy is a grumpy bastard, I mean look what he did to my eye"
"Call me a bastard again" said Kilroy, "and I will take your other eye, Moody"
Harry glanced at the knife point that was resting less than quarter of an inch from his eyeball, it was quivering closer with the other wizard's wrath
"think about it carefully" said Moody, "after all, you will be able to get an eye like mine if he does decided to…"
"Moody" said Kilroy, "shut up, Bell, Campbell…you are to forget everything that pacifist twat over there has told you, I would also suggest that you through the piece of dung called the auror handbook out of the window as well, you are here to learn how interrogation is managed in times of war"
Campbell and Bell were staring like deer caught in the headlights
"Don't worry" said Harry, "all he is saying is that he is going to teach you now to…"
"I'm fed up with you nattering" growled Kilroy, "Now unless you tell me where you headquarters are in the next two minutes, it goes"
Harry examined the manacles with pretend disinterest, considering the best way to break them.
"Harry" hissed a voice from his wrist
"Yes" he replied without thinking
"Do you remember what I told you about getting captured?" asked Resiah
"Shut up!" exclaimed Kilroy loudly, his wrist twitching a quarter of an inch too far forward
"heard that Resiah" said Harry, "the good auror wants you to shut up"
"Now" said Moody, "Bell, Campbell, I would like you to observe Kilroy's example of precisely how not to torture someone…it is important that all injuries induced are repairable, preferably in time for the trail"
"The minister said any means" said Kilroy, "now Keeper are you going to shut up?"
"That wasn't really fair" said Harry, trying to adjust to his now slightly altered sight, "after all you said I could have two minutes…"
"Shut up" yelled Kilroy
"And you mama never taught you that it is rude to cut across people when they are talking either" said Harry, one of Kilroy's fist's buried itself into Harry's stomach, Harry glared at him out of his remaining eye, "I don't know why you keep asking all these questions, there is no way I can answer them"
Annother fist buried itself into Harry's stomach
"Answer the question" bellowed Kilroy
"Here" Moody was saying, "you can see why it is not a good idea to lose your temper…"
"Shut up Mad-Eye" growled Kilroy, "Hadding, how did you manage to lose the other prisoner?"
"I released him with a portkey" said Harry
"You mentioned that Veriterserum was poisonous to you" said Hadding
"Sorry" said Harry, "I just wanted you to believe that I was an angel, until Wolf-boy turned up"
Hadding looked disappointed
"We have a magicording of your abduction of the werewolves from ministerial custody" said Kilroy, "you and wolf-boy were present"
"Yes" said Harry
"His name is Steve?" asked Kilroy
"No more than mine is Ed" said Harry
"The public entrance to the ministry will not move until it has had the correct keyword typed in and the real names of the people within declared as well as their true intent" said Bell
"Well" said Ed, "I think a couple of the charms might need replacing, in case you didn't notice, our badges said we were popping in for tea"
"Why the sign on the minister's back?" asked Campbell
"I thought it was amusing…and truthful" said Harry, "to be honest I wanted to make a statement"
"What about the murder of Draco Malfoy, was that a statement too?" asked Kilroy
"The Keepers are not to blame for that murder, in case you didn't hear earlier, we don't condone the ministry pulling children into this war, what makes you think we would kill one of them?"
"The poison we found in Mr Malfoy's wounds is very similar to some of the poisons we found after the battle at the ministry" explained Moody
"The Opinius" said Harry, "are the creatures who created the dementors, last time I was captured by the dark lord…which my familiar is telling me happens to often, he had dementors under his control"
"He must have summoned more from the demon realm" said Bell
"He can't have" said Harry
"You have to accept it is possible" said Moody
"it isn't" said Harry, "there are no dementors left in the demon realms, trust me, I've been there"
"So you admit practicing dark magic" pounced Kilroy
"I am part demon" said Harry, "the demon realm is a planet not unlike this one…although it does have two suns and a few more moons"
There was a silence in the room, broken for Harry by his Familiar's irate hissing comments
"I think I would have been better off to still be living in the forest" she hissed
"Oh hush it Resiah" said Harry, "I'm just about to release these manacles which will hopefully cause them to panic and kill me"
"And it was stupid of you to let him take your eye like that" said Resiah
"I know" said Harry
"What have I told you about that damned hissing?" asked Kilroy
"I shouldn't do it" said Harry, he released a quick burst of magic in the general direction of the manacles before bringing his arms down and rubbing his wrists and walking over to his old chair.
"Stupefy" shouted Kilroy
Harry created a wandless shield causing the reflected stunner to knock Hadding out for the second time that day
"Wow" said Bell, "how did you do that?"
"Well" said Harry, "it is a form of wandless magic, you know accidental magic"
"Caused by babies and toddlers with stitched wands" said Campbell
"Well" said Harry, "I never had a stitched wand, but I always caused accidental magic"
"how?" asked Campbell
"It just happened when I was scared, or angry" said Harry, "for instance, when Kilroy threatened me with the knife my magic would have responded by hurting him, most likely turning him into an animal"
All of a sudden Kilroy disappeared leaving a confused pink fluffy bunny rabbit in his stead
"But I have since learnt that turning people into animals is considered rude and degrading in the wizard culture" said Harry, "so I have managed to curb my magic to some degree"
"Really" said Moody raising the scarred remains of an eyebrow
"what are you giving me that funny look for?" asked Harry wincing as Kilroy made a sudden return to the room
"How dare you do that to me!" yelled Kilroy waving his dagger around like a police baton
"because I felt like it" said Harry with a shrug
"You felt like it!" yelped Kilroy, his voice reaching an extraordinary pitch, "you felt like it! How dare you! turn around and face me like a man"
"Why would I want to act like one of you?" asked Harry
"Well then boy" sneered Kilroy, "unless you start answering questions soon, I am going to make you wish you had never been born"
"Kilroy" said Moody, "mayhap the prisoner would respond better to your persuasions after a night in a dementor guarded cell"
Kilroy looked a little dubious for a moment, then nodded before throwing his dagger down on the floor and storming out of the room
"Ed" said Moody, "are you alright? How is your eye?"
"I'm fine" said Harry, "I'm sure my eye will grow back eventually"
"Grow back?" asked Bell
"Don't ask" said Harry
"Summon the dementors" said Moody, then ducking down to talk to Harry he whispered in his ear, "sorry lad, but you have more chance this way"
Harry rolled his eyes as the dementor glided in…well one glided half way through the door then caught sight of Harry and froze in place causing the dementors behind it to crash into it
"Well, Hello gentlemen" said Harry the groaned as the dementor in the doorway bowed down to him, followed by the rest as they caught sight of Harry
"If any one of you even thinks of doing this again, I am going to make the entire dementor population servile to the peacock demons" said Harry in a low threatening rattle, as he ducked a blur of greenlight which flew past him and smashed into the wall.
"Was that really necessary?" Harry asked turning in Campbell's direction
"You were controlling the dementors" said Campbell
"In fact" said Harry, "I wasn't, I hate people bowing to me, they just recognise a small section of my genetic background"
"Genetic background?" asked Moody as he walked over to one of the doubled over dementors and prodded it hard in the rump
"Genetic background" said Harry, "is basically the schematics of every single part of any organism"
He looked back at the dementors
"If you do not stand upright this moment you will be walking all the way back to the demonic realm" he grated
The fact that the demonic realm was at least six thousand light years away may have been responsible for the fact that one of the dementors accidentally flipped its body over backwards, Harry raised an eyebrow as the dementor struggled to bring his body upright, after it had pulled its hood over its grey skinned head Harry addressed them again
"You are to take me to one of the elegant facilities these people call cells and lock me up in it and stand guard until all these wizards tell you to stand down, allow no other human to enter" he rattled
"Very well, sire" said the lead dementor
"What have you told them?" asked Moody calmly
"I told them to accompany me to a cell" said Harry
"Well it didn't half take long enough to say" said Moody getting to his feet once more
"damn" said Harry
"What?" asked Moody
"Shift change on the apparition ward" said Harry
"So it is" said Moody, "I might not see you tomorrow"
"Oh well" said Harry, "by the way, are you going to be seeing the old coot's boy scouts at all?"
"yes" said Moody
"Well," said Harry, "you know who to talk to…she can advise you about how to cover up those new scars"
Moody frowned at Harry
"Thank you Ed" said Moody
"Well, got to go" said Harry as he walked towards the door, "I'll be seeing you two tomorrow"
"Sorry Ed" said Bell, "I'm being assigned to a new case tomorrow"
"Oh well" said Harry, "you never know what tomorrow will bring"
"I do" growled Moody, "a mountain of paperwork…Bell, follow Ed up to the cells will you and keep a close eye on him, I'll get someone assigned to relieve you in a couple of hours"
"Yes sir" said Bell, "if you could follow me"
Harry fell into pace beside the auror
"You know" he said, "you should really walk behind me"
"Why?" asked Bell as they walked along
"If I am walking behind you I can just spell you before you even know the thought has crossed my mind" said Harry
"Well" said Bell, "if you did the dementors…"
"are on m side" said Harry
"Ah" said Bell
"anyway" said Harry, "if I was a deatheater I wouldn't be putting jelly legs jinxes on you, they would just AK you and we all know there is only one human who has been able to survive that curse"
"Harry Potter" breathed Bell
"So did you believe him?" asked Harry, "last year?"
"Not really" said Bell, "putting an article in the quibbler is not the best way to prove your credibility"
"It probably prints more truth than the prophet" said Harry, "but that is the first law of mass media"
"What is?" asked Bell
"Give the people what they want" said Harry
"Really?" asked Bell
"Yes" said Harry, "Fudge keeps himself popular in a similar manner, he gives the people what they want, Dumbledore runs the order of the phoenix in a similar manner, people think he is amazing but don't realise exactly how manipulative the headmaster actually is"
"However" said Bell, "he has defeated a dark lord"
"No" said Harry, "He didn't defeat a dark lord"
"How can you say that?" asked Bell, "if he didn't kill Grindlewald then who did?"
"No one" said Harry
"Are you trying to suggest that Grindlewald is still alive?" asked Bell
"Does the headmaster seem dead to you?" asked Harry
Bell stopped dead and turned to look at Harry
"are you trying to spread distrust in the light side?" he asked
"No" said Harry, "but I can truthfully tell you that Albus Dumbledore is Octavious Grindlewald"
"You should sell the story to the Quibbler" said Bell
"You mean to tell me that you never wondered what happened to the body?" asked Harry
He turned to face the cell they had stopped outside
"Is this mine?" asked Harry
"No" said Bell, "yours is a little further on"
They started walking again
……………………..
Ron knocked on Ayran's door before barging into the room, followed by the motley gathering of Gryfindors
"Are you sure they won't mind us just breaking in" asked Dean
"I'm sure they will" said Hermione
"Miss Granger" said Aryan, "you are as ever correct"
"So?" asked Ayre, "what induces a rabid pack of Gryphons to enter our rooms without permission?"
"Well" said Dean, "Seamus got a little drunk"
"Seamus?" asked Ayre
Dean pointed over his shoulder at the floating form behind him
"Ah" said Aryan, "well, he should be fine by morning"
"but he collapsed" said Dean, "Harry said we should take you to him"
"I thought you could talk to him about his problem" said Draco
"You got out of ministry custody?" asked Ayre with a raised eyebrow
"The Keepers busted me out" said Draco
"Oh" said Aryan, "well, it wasn't exactly unexpected, what took them so long?"
"Are you members of the Keepers?" asked Dean
"No" said Ayre, "but we do know a lot about them"
"In that" said Aryan, "they were very unhappy about Ron and Hermione's trials"
"Right" said Dean, he yawned very loudly
"Hey, Dean" said Ron, "go to bed, we will be up soon"
Dean looked tempted
"I should stay…" he said
"Dean" said Draco, "go to bed, your boyfriend is going to be fine"
"Of course he is…" said Dean, "He is not my boyfriend!"
"See" said Hermione, "tiredness slows your thought processes"
"Alright" said Dean, "but just so you guys don't start making any more weird insinuations"
He stumbled out of the door
"Ten says he is busted before he gets back to Gryffindor tower" said Ron
"Fifty" said Draco, before he took his normal form
"Ah" said Ayre, "I take it the draw out was less than successful"
"Well" said Draco, "as you can guess, Harry Potter is out of jail, but Ed of the Keepers has just landed himself a nice room in Azkaban, I just need you to tell Seamus that the real king is away on official business and so an acquaintance of his is standing in for him"
"Alright" said Aryan, "can one of you enervate him?"
"Enervate" incanted Hermione
"Right someone tell Ayre and Aryan that they are currently on the top of my die immediately list" groaned Seamus without opening his eyes
"I think its actually Fred and George you need to kill" said Ron
"You mean I actually got drunk at Hogwarts" asked Seamus, incredulously
"Surprising as it may seem Aean" said Ayre
"It was a good thing that you told his majesty" said Aryan
Seamus sat up and looked around
"Who are you?" he asked Draco
"His majesty had to be called away on official business" said Arye
"This is Mr Lacsa, he is standing in for Harry at the moment" said Aryan
"If I had realised that I was going to be arrested" said Draco, "I wouldn't have offered to do it…just a short weekend, he said, and you will be able to play a game of Quidditch"
Seamus raised an eyebrow
"So the ministry didn't even know that you were standing in for his majesty?" asked Seamus
"No" said Draco, "I was rescued by the Keepers"
"So the Keepers rescued you thinking you were Harry Potter" laughed Seamus
"I am a metamorphmagus" said Draco, "which make life a bit easier…however, I do not speak elven"
"Right" said Seamus, "when did Harry say he was going to be back?"
"He told me he should be finished by Monday, but he could be away all week" said Draco visibly shuddering
"Lets get back up to Gryffindor tower" said Ron, "I want to get some sleep tonight"
"Aean" said Ayre, "no more drinking"
Seamus scowled, but nodded
On seeing Hermione, Ron and now Harry's puzzled looks Ayran explained while Ayre continued to scold Seamus
"Before elves reach about fifty years old their bodies are intolerant to alcohol" said Aryan, "however Seamus is only a half-blood, the other half of his blood is Ire fish or something similair, which seems to mean that he is strongly attracted to alcohol"
"Ah" said Draco, "I can foresee that that could present a problem"
"It does" said Ayre, "who hit him over the head?"
"Me" said Ron
"Traitor…" started Seamus, but Ayre cut across him
"Well done" he said, "it was the best thing you could have done for him"
Seamus got hit on the temple once more
"The best thing for him at the moment is to be unconscious" said Aryan
"Don't wake him until tomorrow evening" said Ayre
"We'll be seeing you tomorrow" said Draco, "we are still having the tactics meeting, Harry told me to tell you"
"Wingarduim leviosa" said Hermione with a swish and a flick of her wand causing Seamus to float once more around waist height
"Why did you call him Aean?" asked Ron
"It is his nickname" said Arye
"It means stupid" said Aryan
Draco raised an eyebrow, "you have evidently learn you lessons in subtly well"
"Well we had to be plain" said Arye, "when we use veiled insults he didn't even notice them"
"I'm not surprised" said Draco heading to the door, "good night, see you tomorrow"
"But it is already tomorrow" said Aryan
"I don't care" growled Draco, "its not tomorrow until I have been asleep in my own bed"
"Well" said Seamus, "for a friend of Harry's you are sure as hell grumpy"
There was a thick silence
"Come on" said Ron, "lets get back"
"that is the best idea you have had all day" said Draco, "and a hell of a lot better that the last one"
"Well, "I wasn't to know it was going to back fire, was I" said Ron
"Haven't you ever hear of the term plan B?" asked Draco
"Well" said Ron, "why didn't you?"
"Because you told me you would make one while I was away" said Draco
"I've just realised" said Hermione, "you and Harry are not under a secrecy charm"
"I know" said Draco
"Then Harry won't be resistant to Veriterserum, torture, even truth charms" she exclaimed
"Hermione" said Draco, "he is a daemion, as I am a demon the only person who can tell if I am lying is a daemion"
"And what can tell if a daemion is lying?" asked Ron
"Nothing" said Draco
"nothing?" asked Hermione, "that's impossible"
"There is nothing that I know of which will induce a daemion to tell the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth my alligence to Adasce" said Draco
"Isn't it so help me god?" asked Hermione
"It is a demonic turn of phrase" said Draco
"and a muggle one as well" said Hermione
"So how come" asked Ron, "the daemions are so much more powerful than the demons?"
"They are better liars" said Draco, "but none among the demons have ever been able to understand how they are able to evade our mental detection, some have said that it is their alligence to the opinius and that it was a gift from their species, others blame the fact that they evolved in a different environment to us"
"What do you mean?" asked Hermione
"Well" said Draco as they walked up towards the pink lady
"Phoenix rising" said Ron
"Incorrect password" said the pink lady
"Its not die to be changed for at least two weeks" said Hermione
"They must have changed it" said Ron
"Maybe someone locked it" said Hermione
"Its…" started Draco
"Shut up" said Ron, "Hermione can you unlock her?"
"No" said Hermione
Draco rolled his eyes
"Phoenix rising" he said
The portrait opened
"How did you do that?" asked Ron
"Well ergo" said Draco, "I have a secrecy ward up, any one listening to us will only hear jibberish"
"Right" said Hermione, "so when Ron spoke"
"The lady heard nothing logical" said Draco, "as I was saying about the demons, we once inhabited earth, I think the area we settled in is now called India, there were many more species in those days and the place was a myriad of colours and light, our realm was a place of relative peace, with brutal murder a part of every day life, however a demon's word could be trusted as no one could lie to another"
"Relative peace?" exclaimed Hermione
Draco ignored her
"So when the daemions descended from the mountains you now call the Himalayas and said that they meant us no harm. Of course we believed them, therein was our ruin. Their leader Adacseand his consort resided in the place of our then leader, who was that very night viciously murdered in his sleep" he recited
"But how did they catch the killer?" asked Hermione
"They didn't need to" said Draco, "for that very morning Adacseand Nami-Adacse emerged from the palace still covered in the blood of our leader and declared that they were our leaders"
"And the demon just did as they commanded?" asked Ron incredulously
"No" said Draco forcefully, "they didn't, there were many attempts to overthrow the Daemions, the last one was almost successful"
"Which one was that?" asked Hermione
"That comes later in the tale" said Draco, "for you see a few thousand years later a race emerged from the west and it was slowly starting to populate our land, they were intelligent like the demons, but they could not understand them. A war seemed imminent. It was however avoided, Nami-adacse called a meeting of all the igam in the land, she taught them am incantation and drew a transportation circle and nearly all the demons in the land were summoned to the place. The spell Nami-Adacse had taught the igam created a portal to an unpopulated planet. We populated it."
"Now what were you saying about the last uprising almost being successful?" asked Hermione
"Well" said Draco, "on a whim one of the Daemions declared that forty nine shadows…"
"Shadows?" asked Ron
"The clan of the wolf" said Draco with a feral growl, "my clan"
"Ah" said Hermione tactfully
"Anyhow this Daemion declared that these forty nine daemions should be slaughtered" said Draco, "now, the clan of the shadows had always been one of the more powerful clans and the Igam blood ran strongly in it…"
"Sorry" said Ron, "but what are Igam?"
"Our equivalent of a wizard" said Draco, "the shadows were irate at this careless slaughter and so in return slaughtered all of the Daemions"
"Isn't that a little extravagant?" asked Hermione
"not in my eyes" said Draco, "unfortunately the shadows had forgotten two things"
"and what were they?" asked Ron
"The Opinius" said Draco, "and loyalty of the demons to the Daemions"
There was a silence
"The Opinius slaughtered my family" said Draco, "every last one of them, I was the youngest child of Del Lacsa…"
"So how old are you?" asked Hermione
"about a hundred" said Draco
"One hundred?" asked Ron
"Physically" said Draco, "demons age a lot slower than humans and once we reach about fifty we don't look any older than about twenty, thirty human years old."
"So how are you alive?" asked Hermione
"I was the last one they found" said Draco, "I was also the youngest in the clan, one of the Opinius taught me the spell to travel between the demon realm and the human world, then the seiter told me that the only way to save myself was to find a child of a daemion who had been thrown into the human realm and that I wasn't to return until I had found them, I took the form of a child and was adopted by Lucius Malfoy, the rest you know…we need to get him into bed"
"Good point" said Ron as he turned to go up the stairs, he was however cut off by the form of Dean who came barrelling down the stairway like a bat out of hell
"Is he alright?" he screamed, "why is he still unconscious?"
"Because of his condidtion" said Hermione, "he has a very low alcohol tolerance"
"Right" said Dean
"He is also an alcoholic" drawled Draco
"Right" said Dean
"So Ayre and Aryan have prescribed him twenty four hours in bed" said Hermione
"Then what are we waiting for" asked Dean, "lets get him to bed"
Dean grabbed the unconscious blonde's hand and dragged him up the stairs, dragging Hermione along behind him
"Dean" squealed Hermione as she headed for another wall in the staircase
"What is it Hermione?" asked Dean
"I'm still connected to the spell" she yelled
"What do you mean?" asked Dean
"Don't you ever listen in Charms?" asked Hermione
"I don't take it" said Dean
"It is a stabilised spell, which means that you don't have to concentrate on them to keep them cast, but they are more difficult to release, especially if the person you are levitating happens to be being dragged along by some stupid west ham fanatic!" by this stage Hermione was shouting at Dean. The door next to them opened revealing a burly seventh year in boxers
"Can you two leave your lovers tiff until tomorrow?" he grunted before slamming the door shut
Hermione glared at Dean before grinning and taking the stairs two at a time on her way up to the sixth year dormitory, Dean now dragging along behind.
………………………….
"Well" said Harry as Bell unlocked the door into his cell, "it is bigger than my old bedroom"
The room was not exactly large, about twice the size of the cupboard under the stairs, but with a higher ceiling.
"Well" said Bell, "get in then"
"Do you want a stool?" asked Harry
"Why?" asked Bell as he locked the door behind Harry
"Well" said Harry, "I figured you would be having to stay here for a while, might as well be comfortable"
"I'll be fine" said Bell as the dementors formed a protective rank in the corridor, blocking him from view
"Hey" said Harry to the dementors, "could four of you take up residence in each of the neighbouring cells?"
The dementors slowly drifted to his command
"Thank you" said Harry, there were now only two dementors actually outside his door, but ten in total ensuring his safety, "ah, you've got proper wards up here, none of that silly bothering with changing shifts, and damn its got a keystone"
"What?" asked Bell
"The anti-aparation ward" said Harry, "it has a keystone which makes it a lot harder to key yourself into the wards"
"Right" said Bell evidently not understanding
"So" said Harry conjuring a chair to sit in, "does everyone at the ministry hate the Keepers?"
"Not really" said Bell, "mostly it is the people at the top who can't stand you, you make the ministry look foolish"
"Well, " said Harry "you have to admit that there is an element of truth in that point"
"What do you mean?" asked Bell
"the ministry is to an extent foolish" said Harry, "and it can not be denied that the system is undemocratic and corrupt"
"I take it you are muggle born" said Bell
"You have only just observed my clothing tastes" said Harry
"Well" said Bell, "you are currently wearing Mr Potter's Quidditch robes"
"Oh well" said Harry, "I'll have to make sure he gets them back"
Harry changed into a t-shirt and jeans
"That is much better" said Harry
"Hmm" said Bell, "what would happen if you tried to apparate out of here?"
"I would kill myself" said Harry, "I would get to where I wanted, but I would be dead when I got there"
"that could present a problem" said Bell
"Yes" said Harry, "I would go, but I wouldn't want to get you in trouble, not to mention that I fully intend on going straight to the press when I get out, I want as much stuff as I can get…don't you think these cells would so much cosier if they were carpeted"
"Well" said Bell, "it is now"
"And furnished?" asked Harry placing a bed in the corner of the room, which miraculously expanded, "sorry I am being rude…can I get you something to drink?"
"No thank you" said Bell
"Are you sure I can't get you a hot chocolate, or a bar of chocolate, or some chocolate cake" asked Harry
"You like chocolate a lot?" asked Bell
"Not really" said Harry, "but I thought it might be better for you, after all you are going to have to be around these dementors for quite a while"
He held a mug of hot chocolate out to the auror
"Thank you" said Bell bringing it up to his lips
"Tut tut" said Harry, "imagine what Moody would say, you haven't checked it for any spells, potions"
"Shut up" growled Bell as he prodded his wand at the steaming concoction, "its clean"
"Of course it is" said Harry, "after all I was only joking"
Bell nodded and bent his head over the mug once more.
"Are you sure I can't offer you a chair" said Harry
"since you wont stop bugging me until I say yes" said Bell, "go ahead"
There was a popping noise behind him as a chaired winkled into existence, he lwered himself into it gratefully, Harry smiled to himself, but took note that the young auror looked very tired,
"are you Katie Bell's brother?" asked Harry
"Yes" said Bell, sitting up sharply, "what have you done with her?"
"Nothing" said Harry, "I met her at the Quidditch world cup two years ago, I doubt she remembers me"
"Right" said Bell, "so...you know what I always wanted to know was why a young man like you would want to set up a militant group, when you could join the order of the phoenix"
"Didn't think much of their headquarters" said Harry
"You've been there?" asked Bell, "but I thought only members could get in"
"I am a special case" said Harry, "I take it you are a member"
"How did you guess?" asked Bell
"Instinct I guess" said Harry, "if I was to say that the house elf's name was Kreacher"
"I would agree and tell you thirteen Grimauld place" said Bell
"So how long have you been a member of the order of the roasted chicken?" asked Harry earning himself a sharp peck from Tyndyrn
"I'm sorry" he said in phoenexia, "No, I'm not insulting Fawkes and yes, I am well aware that he is your great grand nephew"
He looked up to see that Bell's wand was directed at his forehead
"Is that really necessary?" he asked
"What spell were you doing?" asked Bell
"I was talking to my phoenix" said Harry, "she was a little offended…"
Harry stopped talking as Tyndyrn jabbed at his arm once more
"A bit more than a little offended because she thought I was offending her great geand nephew" said Harry
"Right" said Bell, slowly lowering his wand once more, he went to sit down in the chari Harry had made for him, but fell through to the floor.
"Sorry" said Harry, "I only conjured so that when you stood up it would disappear…I thought you might get into trouble for sitting down whilst on duty"
"Do you have a stitched wand?" asked Bell
"No" said Harry, "I never saw the point"
Bell blanched, "you mean you are doing true wandless magic"
"Yes" said Harry
"But according to the theory of magic" said Bell, "a human can not perform magic with out a focus"
"There is the glitch in the theory" said Harry, "I'm not human"
"Right" said Bell, "I somehow guessed you might not be"
"How?" asked Harry
"The way you boss the dementors around" said Bell, "I don't know many humans which talk to them and none who can talk dementor"
"They would have to be able to adjust their vocal chords" said Harry, "so is Kilroy always this psycho?"
"Yes" said Bell, "but I have never seen him take an eye before…does it hurt?"
"Not much" said Harry, "if it is freaking you out I can put a patch over it"
"It is fine" said Bell, "I guess that you can't heal it"
"I can" said Harry, "but the process would be too complicated…"
He shifted his body slightly to hide the missing eye and the various scars
"You…you just healed it" stammered Bell
"No" said Harry, "I am a metamorphmagus, I am just covering the scars"
"You can do that?" asked Bell incredulously
"Well" said Harry, "I obviously can"
"Why not just heal them?" asked Bell
"The process…it is as I said complicated as well as difficult" said Harry, "were you at the Privet drive battle?"
"Yes" said Bell, "I saw you there a couple of times"
"Yes" said Harry, "I spent the entire battle trying to work out how to end it…and I'll tell you this for free, Fudge may be a great politician, but tactician he is not, the first thing he said in the battle council was that we should retreat"
"So who came up with the brilliant idea to destroy the whole lot of them?" asked Bell, "I don't think you can really blame people for thinking you are evil"
"What do you mean?" asked Harry
"You designed the decimation of the death eaters did you not?" asked Bell
"Actually" said Harry, "it was Dumbledore who suggested we blow all of them up, and it was me who managed to save three thousand of them"
"And then unlawfully extradite them" said Bell
"I was saving their lives" said Harry, "Dumbledore and Fudge were perfectly happy to just blow them all up and be done with it"
"Right" said Bell, "why don't you like Dumbledore?"
"He's an interfering old coot" said Harry
"But everyone knows that" reasoned Bell
"He is also a dark lord" said Harry
"You can't accuse him of being a dark lord because he is manipulative" said Bell
"I'm not" said Harry, "but you will agree with me that Octavius Grindlewald was a dark lord"
"Yes" said Bell
"Therefore" said Harry, "since Dumbledore is Grindlewald the title is justified"
"That is ridiculous" laughed Bell, "for Merlin's sake the man owns a phoenix"
"So do I" said Harry, "but the point is, I am bonded to my phoenix, Grindlewald is under phoenix watch…a spell which was taken off the Hogwarts theory curriculum when Dumbledore became headmaster, which is why you have never heard of it"
"There was no body" said Bell slowly
"Yes" said Harry, "however the aurors arrived before the people performing the ceremony could complete it, the rite is half finished and weakening daily"
"How do you know that?" asked Bell
"Because I know people who were present at the rite" said Harry
"Older than Dumbledore?" exclaimed Bell, "impossible"
"Improbable" said Harry, "if you were at the battle at privet drive you may have noticed a group of people who were firing arrows into the battle"
"Yes" said Bell, "one of them rescued me, I saved the arrow as it had saved my life"
"Do you still have it on you?" asked Harry
"Yes" said Bell, he dug around in his robe pockets, "I shrunk it of course"
"Can I see it?" asked Harry
"I can't give it to you" said Bell
"Just put it up against the bars then" said Harry, "its not like I need any weapons, I have more than enough on me already"
Bell eyed him suspiciously before prodding the miniature arrow with his wand.
"I could tell you who it was who saved your life" said Harry, "but it would not mean anything to you"
"I should like to know" said Bell
"Xelia" said Harry, "daughter of Xelis"
"thank you" said Bell, "Her name will be added to the people I owe my life to"
"I'm sure she would prefer it if it were not" said Harry, "how long did Moody say your shift was?"
"He didn't" said Bell gloomily
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AN/ very boring ending, well I'm sorry, but I couldn't think of anything else to write, now why might that be? According to my computer the fact that it is 4:32 am may have something to do with it….
Now one of you mangy lot said that you would AK me it this wasn't out by Christmas…well I'm sorry that it wasn't out before Christmas, but in a way it is because it is out before half of Christmas is over so nah na nah na
Thanks for all your reviews…everyone have a wonderful Hogmanay (that's what us scots call new years day…it's a bigger event up here than Christmas, cos Christmas was only reintroduced to Scotland a couple of decades ago apparently so everyone just gets pissed on Hogmanay….) so a Happy new year to all and sundry
I'm going to sleep
Lol
Just don't tell my nun…mum (damn I hate insomnia)
p.s. I didn't get pissed on hogmanay, but I did end up playing charades and dancing an eightsome straight after new year…lol