Summer to Remember

Harry Potter/ Fay Dunbar

XXIV

Sitting in the Auror Holding Cell was unusual. It was spacious enough for the three men to sit and talk. Harry was by the wall with a brick wall, Sirius in a corner and Remus in front of the bars. "What happens next?" Harry asked worry evident in his tone.

He'd never thought he'd be behind bars. "What can they charge me with?"

"If it's a bribed court then murder, grievous bodily harm to the ruling class, black magic and forbidden magic. Looking at the kiss or Azkaban and potentially forced to disclose family secrets…" Sirius replied.

Harry's eyes crackled then "Well…the Wizarding World is not getting anything out of me than it needs to."

"You'd commit perjury? Obstruct justice?"

"Hell yeah. The Wizarding World aka Dumbledore thinks he can turn me into a disposable pet weapon? Well it's on his head if his weapon begins to think for itself and decides to burn the Wizarding World in order to save it."

Sirius nodded. They stopped talking as several aurors walked in. Dumbledore and Amelia Bones amongst them "Harry, Sirius, Remus…my good people." Dumbledore stated jovially.

"Quit the jovial 'this is an inconveniance' act, Headmaster. What's your angle? What's the ridiculously laughable option you've got for us that will somehow miraculously render my Godfather and surrogate Uncle in Azkaban…potentially the Kiss and me back with either my lovely Aunt and Uncle or with a bunch of your shit eating sycophants?" Harry growled.

Dumbledore stopped, his hardened "Very well then…If you don't confess to brutally murdering those purebloods and…"

Harry snorted "Not…interested. Not going to cooperate. I'd rather see my family end with me and for me to enact my will…Yes, Headmaster…I created a will. It's been signed and sealed in blood and magic."

Dumbledore gulped, he'd forged a will already for his weapon to sign…This wasn't good as Amelia Bones turned on him. "I'll deal with you in a moment, apparently you're a persona non grata with these three."

Dumbledore walked out leaving Bones with the three men "Sorry about that. Apparently around the three of you is a lot of conflict of interest. Let me set the record straight about why you're all here."

"Shot in the dark…"

"Director Bones, Mr. Potter."

"Director Bones…is it to do with a cauldron, lots of Death Eater corpses, Peter Pettigrew and a dust up in a place called Little Hangleton."

Madame Bones nodded "It is."

Harry smirked "Might I also be so bold as to suggest that you want to know everything that occurred, without conflict of interest and the chance to have us screwed over?"

Madame Bones nodded, monacle reflecting the sunlight "Tread carefully Mr. Potter as you three are looking at some pretty spectacular charges…Mr. Black more so."

"Give my Godfather a trial. He should be warranted one as the man he was thrown in Azkaban for allegedly murdering is somehow alive and well…"

Madame Bones paused "What's your angle Mr. Potter?"

"Simple, my Godfather gets his trial. He then represents me along with any Legal Representatives that are on the Potter Family payroll, I say what happens and I might not decide to burn down Wizarding Britain as is Dumbledore's less than stellar idea."

"Did you know Dumbledore was trying to do that?"

Harry snorted "I didn't until he confirmed it."

Bones snorted "Anything else?"

"Azkaban, Kiss and Family disclosure off the table…Because I'm not telling anyone anything."

"You're liable to be questioned under Veritaserum."

Harry shrugged "A truth potion that only works on the unsuspecting. Since you've brought it up, renders Veritaserum moot and worthless…"

Bones nodded "Then the Aurors and Hitwizards would press for you to be given 'Dark Lord Treatment' in essence torture."

Harry shrugged "Death swipes left whenever we meet. Bitten by a Basilisk, whipped, beaten and locked in a cupboard along with been a punching bag…"

Madame Bones nodded "Sirius, I'll get all of your legal representation. For you, Mr. Lupin and Potter both…As Director of Magical Law Enforcement, I am holding all three of you for up to 48hrs whilst I investigate the validity of everything that has just been said. Aurors Shacklebolt, Tonks, Auror Moody…you three and Auror Jones when she arrives will be charged with their well-being. They are not prisoners but persons of interest."

The three aurors nodded. "Will do. Boss."

(Bones)

Director Amelia Susan Bones, Regent of the Noble and Ancient House of Bones, Director of the DMLE headed down to the records. The aura of intent radiating off her, caused everyone to get out of her way.

Director Bones was a perfect mix of politician and auror. She had forged a reputation, something that had only grown. She was three years ahead of Sirius and co. in their Hogwarts Years. During that time, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named's influenced could be felt in the school.

At times it was exchanges of verbal sparring in the corridors during class time. But at night, it was nothing short of full-scale war. Bones had been known as a Prefect to abide by the book, but then knock heads together and question afterwards. This skill transferred into the Auror Training Programme.

She had been called to the aftermath of several raids and on more than one occasion as a raid was ongoing. In these skirmishes she had crossed wands with the Lestrange Brothers and Bellatrix; caught three Dolohov's, knocked out a Yaxley and managed to hit the Dark Lord with a Bones Spell known as 'The Crusher'. The Crusher worked as it intended, it crushed everything in its path; it was a beam of light and energy but rather an orb that drove through and then exploded.

She had quickly become her niece's regent after one of her kin had betrayed her younger brother and family to the Death Eaters. The Death Eaters had just killed Edgar; who hadn't gone quietly. In fact his fight with them allowed for Amelia to brutally blindside, maim, torture and kill the invaders.

She entered the archive "Can I help you Director?"

"I need all the records for Sirius Orion Black, Millicent Bagnold, Cornelius Fudge and Bartimeus Crouch Senior."

"Anything in particular?"

"Trial records, and anything referring to Godric's Hollow, The Potters…"

The archivist nodded and scuttled away, only to return fifteen minutes later "Director Bones, you might want to have a look at this."

There were no trial records at all! Amelia Bones eyes hardened, it appeared she'd been set up! She did not like this at all, she stamped down on the thoughts of being played "It's not being played. It is the matter of myself seeing the truth. No records mean no trial. No trial means travesty of justice. Someone set this up from the start, I might want to see if I can get my hands on the Potters Will. I can only hope it has been acted upon because if not…I'll be assisting Mr. Potter."