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Ch. 9 A Winter's Trial
November 24, 1994 (Medical Tent)
A pair of Pepper Up Potion's later, Harry was calmly resting in his medical bed recovering from a rather large case of magical exhaustion as Madam Pomfrey fussed over him. Internally, he found himself amused at the looks of fear and awe every face held. With a final huff to him about constantly endangering himself the matron left his bedside only for a blur of brown exploded into his vision.
"What were you thinking you Prat?! Y..you could have died, Harry." Hermione cried into his shirt as he wrapped him in a crushing hug.
Rubbing small circles as he held her, he stated calmly to her, "Hermione, I am sorry for worrying you, but I had to act. Not a single dragon handler was anywhere near close enough to deal with the dragon before it would have breached the wards that held it in place. Who knows how many people could have died? I am never going to be sorry for my actions, if it saved just one life. I just never expected that ancient spell would create such a pull on my magic while containing her."
"We all would like to know how you pulled that off, Mr. Potter. Where is it that you came across that special bit of magic?" the Headmaster asked flanked by every judge and the one red head he did not wish to see.
Internally groaning at the last group of people he wished to speak to, but realizing that their conversation had been listened to, Harry stated, "A family book, Headmaster."
Bristled by the lack of a true answer Dumbledore pushed on, "Very well, Mr. Potter. We will be talking about your actions later… That said we all owe you a thanks for your critical feats today. A decision you never should have had to make but thank you none the less." The Headmaster stated to the teen.
"Again professor, as you have obviously already heard me say, I am not ever going to be sorry for putting down that dragon if it meant that one life was saved because of it. If you drawl issue with my actions, then my question to you is 'Where were you?!' If it is of such importance that I shun that course, then you should have acted. By your own inaction you almost certainly condemned the entire congregation that was at the task." Breathing deeply in an effort to recenter himself, Harry continued shortly after, "I appreciate your worry on my behalf, Headmaster, but there is nothing further to discuss about my actions."
Furrowing his brow, the Headmaster continued, "Be that as it may Har…Mr. Potter I hope you reconsider your stance on your actions this afternoon. Your statement, though, has given me much to think about…"
Not bothering to even listen to Dumbledore's ramblings any longer, Harry, pointedly ignoring the crowd as he waved the man off, turned back to the young lady in his arms asking her to throw up a silencing ward. Hermione giving him an inquisitive look before doing so she then turned back to him crossing her arms. At the ward's activation a gentle hum spread amongst the crowd. Causing them to disperse realizing no further information would be shared.
His gaze once again focused on her, Harry couldn't help but be nervous and in awe of her. Doing his best to not gawk to much he started to say, "Her..Hermione. You have no clue how thankful I..I am to everything you do for me. I h..hope that I have made you proud…"
"Well certainly, I'm proud of you…"
"Hermione, wait. Please let me say my peace…" At her nod he continued, "Thank you. This last few months with you has been some of the happiest of my life… I worry I'm going to wake up and this will all have been a dream… Having to face that dragon like I just had to it put a lot into perspective." Messing about with his hair as he collected himself for this next part he quickly spouted out, "I..I guess what I'm saying is Hermione I want to keep spending time with you… Only you. Willyougototheballwithme?
Smiling now at the young man in front of her she couldn't help but take the micky out of him. "What was that Harry, dear? I didn't catch it with all your rambling." She finished softly smiling at him.
"You're a devious little wench you know that." He stated as he took a breath, relaxing at the easy of their humor, "Hermione, Will you go to the ball with me…?"
A blinding smile adorned her face as she jumped into his arms, "Of Course I will you silly, silly man. Do you really believe I haven't been waiting for you to ask since you, not so subtly I might add, asked the matron at Twilfitt & Tatting's to match our robes? A..are we to go as friends or s..something more?"
"Well… I would like for it to be something more but if you aren't comfort…" He was cut off by her squealing
"Yes!" She said as she jumped into his chest before pulling away slightly, grinning brightly, "Now, Mr. Potter. I believe you have something else you wish to ask me." Neither noticed the silencing ward had been forcibly broken down by Minnie, certain of what was occurring and hoping to secure proof of her bet.
"Err.. Hermione will you be my Girlfriend?" Both smiled at her nod and squeak of a yes. As they leaned into kiss each other, a yell interrupted them. Turning to the interruption, both came face to face with beet red-faced Ron.
"YOU just had to go and do it didn't you POTTER. You Git. I was coming here to apologies to you, but you just had to steal my girl. You get everything. All the money. Fame. Girls. You're probably just using her…" The redheaded git never finished as Harry and Hermione both banished him out of the medical tent. Turning back to Harry, Hermione laid her head on his chest. Both silently wondering if the git was ever going to grow up, but also enjoying the subtle shift in their relationship.
"Yes, Harry I would love to be yours. As long as you're mine."
"As long as you'll have me dear." Finally noticing a small sniffle, the two looked around and saw not a dry eye in the tent. Minnie coming up to hug the two.
"It's about time you two. And about two years later than anyone originally speculated it would happen. Thank you for winning me a long-standing bet, you two." She had whispered the ending to the pair before turning to leave. Laughing as she exited the tent. The two teens staring at each other before mentally shrugging and cuddling together.
Shortly after her departure and another round of fussing, curtesy of Madam Pomfrey, Harry was deemed to have recovered enough to leave her medical tent. The pair laced their hands together as Harry lightly towed Hermione off towards the castle.
"Harry where are you going? Madam Pomfrey released you to learn your score from the task." She said slightly confused.
Softly smiling at her, "Hermione… Sod the points and this whole farse of a tournament. I've already won the best thing in the world this year, and that's gaining you as my Girlfriend. So yea… I could care less about the tournament…"
Blushing beautifully, Harry thought, and with a hint of smugness adorning her face, she leaned into him saying, "And don't you forget it Mr. Potter."
"I would never, Miss Granger. Now may I be so kind as to escort Milady to dinner?"
"If you would, lead on Sir…" She finished before the pair burst into laughter. Turning they departed for the Great Hall. Harry sending off a Messenger Patronus to Aunt Minnie telling her of his departure. Asking that she relay that to the Headmaster. Neither realized their entire conversation was witnessed by the last two people they would have desired at that moment, who quickly improved their plans for that evening's prank.
Dinner, well on its way as both Harry and Hermione enjoying a second helping after their short study session and thoughts concerning the egg. Both knowing no work would be accomplished in Gryffindor this evening. Aunt Minnie alerted Harry to his standing in the tournament, tied for first, all the while lightly scolding him for his lack of decorum for sending her a magical memo as if she was a simple minder for him. Harry had the decency to look abashed, while thanking his head of house.
As the group moved onto pudding, Hermione nudged Harry in the ribs, shifting her eyes to Luna and back. While taking in the young girl across from them, Harry realized the issue.
"Luna." Once she looked up from her Pudding shaped Hippogriff Harry continued, "I am sorry at how busy and neglectful I've been over these last few weeks. I haven't been a proper friend… Please tell me that you haven't been wearing that same outfit now for days in a row?"
Freezing before looking slightly downcast she shook her head side to side, unable to reply to the question. "I…I cannnt say that I have H..Harry."
The three friends features immediately hardened. With Hermione having to grasp Neville's arm across the table to stop him from lashing out at the Ravenclaw table. As the young man settled, Hermione picked up the conversation.
"Luna does this happen often?" A nod. "Do you need help finding anything?"
"Oh No. Normally, the nargles return things eventually." At this Harry slammed his hands down on the desk as he rose up, glaring at her house table.
"That… Will be changing right now. Luna. You do not deserve that whatsoever…" he stalked out of the hall calling for Dobby as he reigned in control of his emotions. Not heard by Harry was Hermione's assertion to Luna about some rather nasty personal wards she was going to teach the young waif to protect her belongings in her trunk, once they were returned.
"Dobby. Please calm down. I need you to listen to my instructions carefully. You know my friend Luna?" At the Elfs nod he continued, "She is having Her possessions stolen and I suspect that she is being barred at times from her Common room and bed. I need you to collect all of her items from whoever has taken them, List the peoples responsible for this on some parchment, and then ward her trunk to her magical signature from here on. Can you do that for me before the end of Dinner tonight?"
"Yes, Master Harry. It shall bes done." Dobby replied with a mountain of venom in his words.
"You're the best Dobby and great work on improving your speech." Harry said to the elf as he reentered the hall. As he sat Dumbledore rose to his podium. The hall quieting.
"Yes, now that we all are well satiated from that wonderful meal. A congratulations is in order for a fine first competition. Well done to our four Champions." A light applause gained steam before puttering out. "Yes, a fine showing. Now, now I speak directly to Mr. Potter. The dragon handlers informed me that the knowledge of how the noble creature was able to break free from its bindings is indecipherable. This troubling incident most certainly would have resulted in the loss of a great many if not for Mr. Potters quick action… After the task an agreement was reached between the staff and board of directors who were in attendance today. Mr. Potter we have agreed to award you with a 2nd Special Award for Services to the School. For going above what is ever required of anyone in order to save the many people you did today. To Mr. Potter." A roar of applause came from the student body as the Headmaster raised his cup. Harry simply raising his goblet in thanks, blushing at the amount of praise.
A great while later after the commotion finally settled the Headmaster rose again, "Now I believe Misters Weasleys have a treat for us." He stated through a grin
"Too right Ol' Chap." George stated through a grin
"Now onto the important side of business this fine evening." They both replied walking to the front of the hall. Once at the front they continued:
"Hmm… Gred we may have a problem…"
"Quite Forge. As there was no winner of the first task all bets can be collected or re-submitted for the next task."
"Next, Thanks to dear Malfoy's incompetence, He bet a Hundred Galleons that our Mr. Harry Potter would not even survive the challenge."
"For shame Gred. For Shame. But from that came many other bets on how he and the other champions would tackle the test."
"Most popular of choice was Missrs Moody's choice of summoning his broom in an attempt to out fly the great beasty… I wish we both hadn't chose that one…"
"But the clear winner is Miss Luna Lovegood with the bet stating he would… talk to the Mother Dragon, feed her," Fred now paused to look weirdly at the girl, who was now engrossed in the act of having her pudding creatures do battle, then almost whispered out, "levitate and summon his egg, then kill the dragon before she got free…." The smallest cricket would have been heard as all were gapping at the Blonde waif as she carried on amused and consuming her pudding.
Clearing his throat with a small chuckle Fred continued, "Yes well that was unexpected. Good show Miss Lovegood."
"Now we come to what we all truly are here for…" George paused allowing tension to build, "In the bet for when Harry and Hermione will finally realize they are dating…" He was cut off here by Harry bellowing out
"Oi you two. We just started dating you ragamuffins." At this the entire hall fell out of their seats laughing at him. Including the two visiting schools before Fred laughed out,
"You're a riot Harrykins."
"Just started dating he says, Gred"
"Tisk, Tisk Harry. Not even knowing your own relationship's anniversary."
"No, no, you two…" Forge pointed at Harry then shifted to Hermione, "have been dating at least since October of your first year."
"If not since the train ride. Yes, yes, we know all about you, Miss Oculus Reparo."
"It was sickenly sweet to watch the two of you circle each other like love struck puppies until that October night. Neither truly knowing how to make each other your friend."
"Too right Forge… At least that gave them a reason to initiate their permanent sticking charm on the other…" Both Harry and Hermione started blushing deeply at their continued statements.
"Then we have second year when you Harry almost never left her side in the Hospital wing… Gred, how many times did we have to drag poor Harrykins off to class or a meal to stop him from moping?"
"Forge you know… I believe we each agreed to stop counting after the first week… And let us not forget when we caught young Harry here kissing the Delectable Miss Granger." That earned a gasp from everyone, a sharp look from Hermione and the reddest blush the hall had ever seen from the Potter heir.
"You kissed me while I was petrified, Harry?"
Just barely able to form words through his embarrassment Harry replied, "W..wwell Yea.. I ttthought it c..could be something like out of s…sleeping beauty..sssorry" He mumbled the apology
She couldn't help but smile at this and nodded while kissing his cheek.
"Yes, yes but let us not forget you Miss Granger. For 3rd year not even the great Madam Pomfrey herself was able to move you from his side after he fell from his broom… We never did catch you trying to kiss him though."
"Probably too nervous he would wake up…"
"So, our point proven that you both have in fact been dating for at least 3 years… Now"
"Without further ado…"
"The winner of when these two lovebirds realize their relationship.
"With a date of 24th of November"
"Professor McGonagall and Neville Longbottom" The pair glared at the cheekily grinning boy in front of them, who was twirling his wand before them ready to protect himself, before they all laughed.
George continuing said, "Yes well you all can collect your winnings from our assistant Lee over at the table. Thank you and have a good night."
As the twins stepped down Luna moaned out finally having consumed the Gryffin shaped tart in front of her, "Aww I was certain my other bet was correct. Ahh phooey…" The group now fully confused looked at her as she waved them off, "Nothing important. The Blibbering Humdingers must have fibbed to me… muttering to me about the two of you being betrothed this June. Harrumph."
"OH… Ok Luna." Harry replied standing up with the list Dobby had given him with all the ruckus, he departed for the Head Table.
Approaching Professor's Flitwick and McGonagall He asked them to come to the side.
"What can we help you with Mr. Potter?" the usually jovial Flitwick asked, sounding dejected. Earning a smirk from Harry
"Sir did you bet my head of house as well?" Harry asked grinning at the professor's nod. "What was your pick Sir?"
"Yule... Ball." The Professor ground out
"And the winnings?"
"A case of Talisker Single Malt, 18year…" Flitwick breathed out as he glared at the teen who was obviously enjoying his pain a tad too much for his liking.
"Well, that's just too funny, but not why I am here." Handing them the lists he waited for them to ask the hanging question.
"What is this Mr. Potter? And why is it only a list of my house?" The Head of House asked out confused while McGonagall was worried.
Spitting out at the two teaching before him with almost uncontrolled furry, "THAT.. Professor is a list of all the items and people responsible for bullying and demeaning one of your own. And that is just what was discovered during this dinner service. You need to clean house Professor or I will. I count no less than 3 prefects from your house on that list. Luna is a lovely young woman and does not deserve this… Fix it Professor or I will." With that Harry walked off without waiting or desiring a reply from them. Highly worried at the look the young man had just given them.
"Circe…" She exclaimed. Her eye bulging at the sheer volume on the list in front of them. "May magic help you and your house Filius if you do not get that fixed." Minerva said gesturing towards the presented sheet. "Poppy believes that his minor, yes minor,case of magical exhaustion was only due him needing to sustain magical current into that Archaic Spell to preserve his hold on the restrained beast… Let alone the sheer difficulty of transfiguring, levitating, and banishing those objects as he did to defeat the dragon. I do not doubt that Albus or I would struggle with the feat that that young man made to look easy… I tremble to think what would happen if that dear girl continues to be bullied…"
Both paling further, nodded an agreement. "I will be talking with these…students tonight." The professor growled out.
The four teens entered the Gryffindor Common room to ear shattering cheers. Harry receiving many congratulations and back slaps for his showing during the task. As they were each handed a butterbeer Ron made a second, more aggravating appearance.
"Oi, Wha is she dooin' here?!" the red head bellowed out while pointing to Luna in an obvious state of inebriated debauchery. To many, Neville was the one to respond as the other three simply ignored Ron's idiotic question
"Ron, she is here as our guest. You will treat her with respect."
"Yea.. Or wha?"
"Well then we will have issues." Neville drawled out, slyly removing his wand from the holster.
"As if you 'ould do anyting. Now get her ou' here, you squib or I'll show ya 'hat a real 'izard can do.." Ron bellowed through a round of hiccups
Internally sighing Neville shook his head, "Im sure you would Ronald… Remember it's a swish and flick for the levitation charm…"
An easily noticeable level of anger increased within Ron at Neville's jab, but he never returned a retort as a red beam connected with prat's face curtesy of his two brothers. As they levitated him up into the 4th year dorms, Fred stated, "Dear brother of mine. Who knew our 'ittle Ronnie couldn't handle his liquor…"
"The better question is how did he get drunk that fast. We've only been serving this lot for the past 30 minutes." The rest of their conversation ceased as they disappeared into the dorm with Neville making it over to the corner where Hermione, Luna, and Harry had commandeered a love seat and two sofas.
"Good show, Nev." Harry stated from one of the sofas he and Hermione were seated on as Luna dragged Neville into the love seat. Forcing the boy to blush even further.
"Yes. My Hero." Luna stated with a face full of mirth. Picking up on the joking Neville puffed himself up and stood as he replied.
"Well of course fair maiden. It is simply my honor to defend one of such propriety." He stated with an exaggerated bow and kiss to her knuckles. As he sat back down the group's control dissolved into a fit of laughter.
Katie Bell, after the three chasers came over to congratulate Harry and apologize for their somewhat cold attitude over the past month, asked,
"Harry, have you opened the Egg? What's the clue?"
Adopting a slightly pained facial expression Harry replied, "Yea Katie. Hermione and I opened it earlier in the Library. It's a godsend that Hermione is so quick at silencing charms or I might have gotten us both banned from her favorite place in the world." He was cut off by a light, halfhearted slap on the shoulder before he continued, "The clue screams like a banshee… You do not want to hear it…"
"Oh alright… That's too bad. Well, I hope you figure it out soon." Katie stated as she stood. Waving as he made her way back over to the other chasers and Weasley Twins. The group returning the gesture before returning to conversations with each other.
Harry was extremely grateful for time he and Hermione could spend in Avalon. Without that he didn't know how he would have finished preparations for the four OWLs they had. His actions during the task led to the most rapid change in atmosphere he had ever experienced within the castle. People shifted from outright avoiding him to not being able to stop attempting to talk with him, about him or around him. The Daily Profit & one Ms. Rita Skeeter definitely were not helping with their constant articles:
THE-BOY-WHO-LIVED
or
THE-BEAST-CONQUERER
Our Savior Enraptured with New Love
A Muggleborn No less
Betting Rampant through the Hogwarts Halls
Teachers and Students alike
While Harry desired nothing else but to fire the lot of them, none had technically reported falsely or stretched the truth about his actions. Thus, making it impossible for him to enact his plans to replace them.
Sighing to himself, he turned to Hermione as they rose from their breakfasts, both lacing their hands together as they made their way to Hogsmeade for the December trip to the Village. Upon entering the village, they slipped on the timed portkeys Ragnok procured for them. Both feeling the now common pull upon their navel as they activated. A moment later they were placed into the Goblin leader's office.
Seeing Ragnok standing in front of them they both bowed or curtsied while saying, "Master Ragnok, may your gold flow freely and your blades never dull." Before Harry took over, "It is great to see you. How goes ruthlessly making both of us rich?"
"Harry may your gold flow freely and your blades never dull. We have made great strides towards our goal. I expect that you shall own half of the properties around the locations we discussed by this June. The beasts you have procured have been a boon towards both of our coffers. Currently though we have been unable to provide a true estimate of the value as it is quite rare to have such spectacular specimens to work with. We have as you asked removed the heartstrings and hides from both and stored them in stasis for you."
Smiling at this Harry replied, "You are an honor to your Clan, Ragnok. Now let us get to what the true intentions of this visit is. We, of course are on a tight schedule…" Nodding his understanding the Goblin leader directed the pair towards the conference room that had been arranged for the exams. As they approached the doors to the room Nagnok stoped them as he stated,
"Professor Tofty has already given his vow of silence. He will only require that you provide where the examination reports are sent."
The teens bowing in thanks, then turned and entered the room. Upon their entrance Tofty almost tripped over himself to approach them.
"I see the need, now, for all the secrecy, Mr. Potter, Ms Granger. This is quite a delight. Now I see here we will not be taking any OWLs in wanded subjects. I assume that is on purpose?" At their agreement he continued, "I should have expected that you would not look to answer my prodding. Now onto the schedule. We will look to finish Muggle Studies and Astronomy today and if there is extra time possibly the written portion of Potions."
Both found this agreeable and separated to their designated desks. Before Professor Tofty handed out the first exam Harry stated, "Professor I believe both Hermione and I would prefer if our exam scores are only sent to Professor McGonagall at Hogwarts. I would like a copy for myself sent to Gringotts. Hermione?"
"That is quite agreeable to me. Please send a second copy for myself to my parents."
"Quite easy, you two, and as always best of luck" The aged professor stated as he placed the muggle studies exam in front of them.
Taking a calming breath, they each looked at each other, smiled and opened their exams to their first question:
1. What is the purpose of coal cellars for muggle homes?
Shaking his head, Harry couldn't help but laugh at the outdated information wizards still believed the muggles to use. Relaxing in the belief Hermione had prepared him as best she could for these next two days, he got to it.
Wednesday, 14th December, 10 days after Hermione and him had sat for their four OWLs in secret, an article was finally published that had him nervous and excited at the same time. Ragnok already having gained Sirius and Harry a solicitor, Ted Tonks, the previous Friday before the news broke at receiving the notice of suit that was sent to Harry via his Banishing Box Via the Ministry.
THE-BOY-WHO-LIVED, Harry Potter Charged with LINE THEFT
Word has reached this humble journalist that as of Thursday the 5th of December. The Lord Malfoy has filed suit against one, Harry James Potter. Claiming the boy has usurped the birthright of his son and Heir Draco Malfoy by claiming the Heirship of the Black Family.
Lord Malfoy had this to say, "It is despicable that this Boy would spit upon our most sacred of traditions. To attempt line theft, it he was not a minor I would clamor for Death through the Veil."
Through digging in familial records, it was found that Mr. Potter does actually have a family connection to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black through his Paternal Grandmother, Lady Dorea Potter nee Black. Also, no will reading was ever formalized for the Late Lord Arcturus Black.
What does his will state? If the Goblins know they are not telling.
Is there a closer connection to the House of Black for The-Boy-Who-Lived?
This reporter will not rest until I let you know
The court date is set for the 21st of this December at 9am, one week from today.
Page 3. The Potter Family
Page 5. The Black Family
Page 11. The Case
Not even an hour latter Harry was extracted by Aunt Minnie and led to the Headmasters Office.
"Ah, Ha..Mr. Potter, Professor McGonagall thank you for coming on short notice. Professor you can leave. I have it well in hand" The Headmaster stated
"No, Professor Dumbledore… She is here to stay on my asking. Now what do you want?" Harry stated tersely
"Well Mr. Potter have you seen today's news"
Looking at the man as if he could not be any more idiotic Harry replied, "I certainly have, Professor."
"Great, Great. I have already recused myself from my Chief Warlock roll for this trial so I can stand in for you as your defense."
"That is most kind of you Professor, but completely unnecessary."
"Surely, my boy, you need solicitation for this drastic of a case. I have many years of experience with the law…" He had more that never was said
"While grateful, do you have a degree in law, Professor?" Already knowing the answer Harry continued, "As you don't, I have already sought out and gained solicitation for the trial. I have no need for your assistance. Thank you though. Was there anything else?"
"We all saw you claim the dragon you killed. What have you done with the beast? Surely you feel remorse for killing that majestic animal as you so put it." He questioned
"As you know sir that would fall under my family business. While I might have a glimmer of remorse for ending her life. I would never trade what actions I took to protect Your students for their lives. I digress the products and breakdown of the animal is of no concern to you. Similar to the monies and items you graciously returned."
"Thank you for bringing that up, Harry. I need my wand and pensive back…" He
"You will remember Professor that you took them, without authorization, from my family vault. Whether you believe you had claim to them or not is irrelevant. You took money in excess of what was deemed appropriate by my parents wishes for my care givers. You removed heirlooms without discretion…" Harry would have continued if not for the light Legilimens attack he felt. Grabbing onto it mentally send a message back through.
'The Elder Wand has been most profitable boon these past days… Let us hope you did not leave any memories in my Family Heirloom as well, Professor…' As he finished, he released the tendril smirking at the barely hidden rage behind the Headmasters eyes.
"Anything else, Professor?" Harry asked rising from his seat not pausing for a reply.
The Headmaster too caught up in his rage at being denied by the boy never caught his question, and only realized that he and Professor McGonagall had left as Fawkes trilled at him. 'I need to bring this independence to heel' the mage thought.
Avalon the night before the trial was tense. No one prepared for what was to come but all hoping that it would work out in their favor.
"Harry, you are taking a huge risk by admitting you have accepted your Lordship… Malfoy will not hesitate to push for a death sentence when you state that."
"I know Padfoot. We have pushed them towards acting as if they hold all the cards. I want them to think they have even more on their hands. So that when they clamor that they deserve more, they will fall even harder. Ragnok has already provided everything that we need for the trial now it's up to those incompetent fools to eat their words." Harry stated smiling as best he could.
"…I don't like it Pup…but, if you're going to prank the Britain you might as well do it right…" Sirius stated with a sigh. At the retreating form of his Godson
"Sirius, Harry and Ted have this. Nothing bad will come from this. You will get the trial you should always have had tomorrow. Trust them." Hermione stated confidently following her boyfriend out of the Kitchen.
"I, Lord Ogden, Interim Chief Warlock Call this Winter Solstice Meeting of the British Wizengamot, in the year of 1994, to order. Before we start today's, trial do, we have any business to start?"
"I, Chief Warlock," Ted Tonks stated, "I have brought with me a charge that looks to have his seat within the chamber recognized as he has ascended to his Lordship."
"Who is your Charge, Solicitor Tonks?"
Gulping Ted stated, "Lord Harry James Potter, Chief Warlock." Pandemonium reigned in the room before Dumbledore, with an ashen face, set off a concussive spell.
Amelia Bones then asked, "Lord Potter. Why would you claim your lordship today? You know what they have called for if you are to appear before this chamber as a Lord, correct?"
Smiling at her worried tone he stated, "Thank you for your worry Lady Bones. You were a good friend of my parents. I wish I had grown up knowing you. As for your question. This was the first session that I was invited to since the 1st of November this year. I must claim my heritage or disgrace Magic's blessings. As I was elevated to the rank of Lord by magic, and our government agreed with the elevation during the Champion's selection for the Triwizard Tournament. So, you see by magic I have been elevated and magic will see things right, My Lady. I hope when this is said and done, we will have more time to talk further."
Lady Bones adopting a small smile at his words nodded and said, "Does this chamber recognize this risen Lordship."
"Aye" The motion caried
"So be it." Lord Ogden said, "The Trial of Lord Harry James Potter vs House Malfoy on 21st of December. Prosecution claims Lord Potter to be at fault of Line Theft. Declaring himself the Heir of House Black. How does the defense Plead?"
"Lord Potter Pleads Not Guilty" Ted Tonks stated
"Very well Prosecution the floor is yours" Chief Warlock stated
"The Prosecution Calls forth Heir Draco Malfoy." The Malfoy solicitor
Back and forth went the prosecution and defense framing the story on either end. The called various witnesses, including both Ron and Neville and a host of Slytherins. By the end it had been framed that Harry had stated he was an Heir to a specific house but never which one. They also tried to say that magic had accepted the Malfoy Lords vote when he stood in for the house after the Minister shifted the vote to them in '92 after the passing of Lord Black. This was disproven as each time He had his wife a daughter of the black stands in for those votes Malfoy Senior, starting to sweat, whispered to his solicitor before the man stood,
"The Prosecution Calls forth Lord Potter" At that Harry calmly made his trek to the witness stand
"Lord Potter have you claimed the Heirship of House Black?"
"I have. As wit…"
"Lord Potter why did you claim the Heirship?"
Smiling internally to himself for them to ask that question he replied, "Because Lord Ragnok, Clan Leader of Goblins told me to." He glanced at the Malfoy's seeing two gleeful individuals and a Lady Malfoy that had a look of confusion and worry. Looking back to the smiling. Prosecutor he waited for the next question that never came.
"Lords and Ladies. This is despicable. That this boy, barely a Lord would choose to listen to vermin without and Solicitation is disheartening. He has committed one of the worst crimes against our body and deserves his fate. No further questions." At that the ponce walked off.
Ted Tonks nervously approached his client. Taking a breath, he asked, "Lord Potter you stated that you have claimed the heirship due to Lord Ragnok's recommendation. Why would you do so?"
"That's simple sir. Because the inheritance test, I went through, deemed me to be, not only the Lord of House Potter and Peverell, but also the Heir of Black." Harry stated smiling. A smile that his solicitor could not help but reciprocate.
"Lords and Ladies, I have here the Inheritance Test that Lord Potter underwent when claimed as an Adult after his selection as a competitor for the Triwizard Tournament. I present it to our Chief Justice Lady Bones. It not only names him as the Heir of House Black but also the Blood Adopted Son of Lord Sirius Black." Outrage ensued
"That is not possible." Fudge/Malfoy exclaimed Other voices shouting and yelling throughout. Again, a Concussive blast went off. With Lord Ogden allowing Ted to continue
"Thank you, Chief Warlock. As stated, Lord Potter is also a direct line son of House Black. Further when presented with his will it names Harry his son and Heir by Blood and Magic."
Little Malfoy couldn't hold his tongue any longer, "Sirius Black was banished from the Black Family. Let alone he is a tried criminal! That invalidates Lord Potter's Claim!" He yelled before his mother silenced him.
Ted couldn't help but laugh at the boy making a case for him, "First Lord Black, yes Lord Black, was never banished and has such taken up his rightful place as Head of House Black. In fact, he was named Heir by his Grandfather, Lord Arcturus Black in his will before his passing in 1992. I present both the wills of the Late Lord Black and current Lord Black to the Chief Justice Lady Bones for record. Now to your second point, child, is that Magic would never have allowed my client to take up his heirship if his blood adopted father and sworn Godfather was a convicted criminal."
Pausing to allow the room to settle Ted turned back to Harry asking the final question, "Lord Potter are you able to call forth the Black Family Totem?"
Grinning now at the simple question Harry simply raised his wand after a nod from the Chief Justice, "Black Familia Magia!" The Black family Adder appeared turning to its family Heir
$My Lordss Whys do youss Call Mess?$
$Because of thisss gaggle of idiotsss. SSSay hi$ At this the Adder hissed at the chamber. Harry snickering at the gasps some of the 'Darker' families made. 'Idiots and Sheep' he internally mused before allowing the totem to fade
"Thank you, Lord Potter. I have no further questions." Ted stated
Lord Ogden then turned to the prosecution, "Any further witnesses, Prosecution." Receiving a no he continued, "Lords and Ladies of the Wizengamot in the case of Line Theft by Lord Harry James Potter against the House of Malfoy cast your votes now for guilty."
Looking around Harry only noted a 1/3rd of the chamber lit their wands.
"For innocent of all charges?"
The other 2/3rds lit their raised wands with a handful abstaining. Tally completed and numbers ratified Interim Chief Warlock Ogden stated, "Lord Potter cleared of all charges of Line Theft and recognized at the true Heir of Black. Case…."
"WAIT!" Harry Bellowed, "Do not close this case. I wish to counter sue for damages to my name and House." He stated staring down the Malfoys. This time they all looked sick.
"Very well Lord Potter. What do you claim for damages?" Lord Ogden stated with a smug, appraising look on his face.
"Chief Warlock, what did the Malfoy's demand as payment if I was found guilty?"
"Death through the Veil, My Lord."
Acting as if he was thinking and discussing with his solicitor, Harry finally, after 15 minutes readdressed the chamber, "Lords and Ladies of the Wizengamot, it is well within my right to demand Magic end the line of Malfoy, and banish them forever from our hallowed halls…" A gasp was heard throughout the area, "But we have already lost far Nobler and Ancient Blood in the last war. None need be destroyed today." A collective breath was let out.
"I instead demand half of the Malfoy fortune and the return of the Black Dowry as penance for their heinous claims against my life and family."
Lord Malfoy couldn't help but interrupt here, "That will ruin us Boy!" he all but spat
"It is Lord Potter, you piss ant. I could care less if it ruins you. I am being merciful with you. I could easily demand your magic and life for you demanded the same with your slander. It is not my fault that you rushed head long into a fight you where woefully unprepared for. Next time you challenge a house find one that you are equal to. Now what will you chose? Shall you bow to my demands… or do I need to return House Malfoy to dust from whist it came…"
Finally grabbed by his wife, Malfoy finally relented agreeing to Harry's counter suit. Harry smugly replying, "Most generous of you Lord Malfoy."
Chief Warlock Ogden after closing the case addressed the hall, "Any further Business?" To which Harry again addressed the crowd.
"Yes, Chief Warlock. I, Lord Harry James Potter, demand a Trial for Lord Sirius Orion Black for which he never received on the 5th of November 1981. Do not bother to get up Chief Justice Lady Bones. My Solicitor Ted Tonks is now handing you the copied file of Sirius Black. You will find within that he never received a trial and was simply thrown into prison without so much as a care by this body."
"It was war."
"He admitted to it." On and on these silly comments went till Harry had enough. Unleashing some of his Aura he stated,
"ENOUGH! This is sickening. That you would let an Heir at the time and now LORD of a Most Ancient and Noble House simply be thrown into jail without a trial is despicable. What if we did that to your Heirs, Hmm? Now who were the leaders during that tremulous time?"
"Dumbledore, Bagnold, & Crouch." Lady Bones stated angrily as she turned to those three men. "Any of you care to explain? Dumbledore? Crouch?" she asked quirking an eyebrow
Dumbledore surprisingly, Harry thought, was the one to answer, "He admitted his guilt to killing them. There was no need for a trial." He stated smugly.
"Killed who Dumbledore?" Lady Bones asked
"The Potters and those muggles." Dumbledore replied without thought, having become too incensed with the actions of his student.
'Got you' Harry grinning now pulled out a piece of parchment, "Lords Ladies. Here I have a certified copy of my late parent's final will. As Dumbledore stated that Lord Black killed the Potters, for which he would be most incorrect. First and foremost, he was my sworn Godfather. Magic would have killed him for that transgression. Secondly, this will which Dumbledore WITNESSED lists not only that Peter Pettigrew was the Secret Keeper for my family but that Dumbledore himself cast the Fidelius Charm that was supposed to keep them safe. So, Albus, care to try again? You sealed this will. You knew its contents."
The man now sputtering and raging inside never was allowed to answer though as Ted Tonks pulled out his solicitors pensive and Harry started dropping memories in there. Once finished he turned to the crowed, raised his wand and said,
I, Lord Harry James Potter, Swear on my Life and Magic that these memories of the 6th of June 1994 & 31st of October 1981, have never been altered by magic. So, I swear, so mote it be!
The Oath finished and magic taking hold he exclaimed
"Expecto Patronum!" unleashing his Thestral Patronus.
"As you can see, I have not lied." His statement finished, Ted activated the runes on the Pensive and the memories started. Calmly, Harry took his seat waiting for the memory to end. 30 minutes later the memories finished, and Harry replaced them as he stood up.
"Now as you can see. That Rat of a man Pettigrew is still alive, was THERE cowering behind his Lord as he attempted to murder a baby. This body will give my Godfather a Trial by Veritaserum the same day that he turns himself in."
Still shaken by the images of Pettigrew behind Riddle as he attacked Harry many of the chamber were catatonic. Finally, Lady Bones asked, "How do you remember him trying to kill you as a toddler?"
Waving nonchalantly and pointedly towards the minister he said, "His placement of dementors, third year."
"Well, Thank you for this. As Director of the DMLE I resend the Kiss on sight order for one Lord Sirius Black. Upon his surrender we will correct this slight."
With a cat in the cream smile Harry simply stated over his shoulder, "Oi, Padfoot. Get down here you mutt." To which he simply removed the Potter family cloak and stepped next to Harry.
"My Lady Bones, I surrender myself before this chamber to be questioned under Veritaserum. Furthermore,"
I, Lord Sirius Orion Black, Swear on my Magic that I have not taken the antidote for Veritaserum to negate its effects. So, I swear, so mote it be!
"Lumos" a bright light shown
"Thank you, Lords, Ladies. Hold this for me will ya pup." Sirius stated as he handed him his wand. People's minds could not wrap around what was occurring before their eyes. Finally, Lord Ogden stated,
"Lord Black… thank you for your… prompt arrival. We, of course, will see justice done. Madam Bones if you would."
The head of the DMLE stepped forward with the potion as Sirius was looking at her. Tilting his head back he simply opened his mouth. Excepting the 3 drops of potion.
"State your name?"
"Sirius Orion Black"
"State your age?"
"35"
"The potion is having the desired effect Chief Warlock." At his nod to continue she started with the interrogation
"Do you serve the Dark Lord?
"No! Never."
"Did you betray the Potters?"
"No that was Peter Pettigrew. James was my brother in all but blood."
"Were you the Potters Secret Keeper?"
No that was Peter."
Why did you tell everyone that you were the Secret Keeper?"
"We did it because we believed that it would keep the Dark Lord off their tracks, and safe. A ruse if you will."
"Administer the Antidote Auror." She stated through slightly damp eyes Harry noticed before he turned to the Chief Warlock. Once clear of the potion's effects Lord Ogden softly stated,
"Lord Black, A great misjustice has befallen you that never should have occurred. We will work to rectify this for future generations, but I know this will not reduce your sorrow at this moment. It is my honor to state you are exonerated of all charges and further we bequeath to you 500,000 Galleons per year of your illegal incarceration. Now…" the Lord stated turning to Harry with a grin, "Do we have any further Business?" Chuckling at the man's obviously pointed question Harry simply shook his head as he went to hug his exonerated Godfather. "I announce this session of the Wizengamot closed. Happy Yule everyone." He stated through a chuckle his own. Ogden thinking to himself 'That was masterfully done by that boy'. As he watched Harry and Sirius leave following Amelia bones towards the DMLE offices.
As they entered the office of Director Bones she swiftly opened her safe extracting Sirius' original wand and a ring box before presenting both of them to Sirius. "I..I was able to save your w..wwand, S..Siri. I..I'm sorry that I never visited. I c..couldnt bare to s..see you there…"
Calmer than Harry expected and with a whisper of fury Sirius stated, "That's what I cannot wrap my head around Lady Bones. I told you that Peter was the secret keeper, hell you where there when the charm was cast, and that you were in the Potter Will." Harry caught her confused expression, but Sirius missed it as he continued in his fury, "Did you ever look for Harry? Can you truly believe that Lily didn't desire for you to take care of him?!" he finished with a shout slightly pleased that she was crying.
"I..I I" She never finished before Harry cut her off, "Sirius is there a way to detect memory modifications and date them?" A look of understanding crossed both adult's faces as Sirius cast a series of detection charms. At the completion of his test he slumped into he seat stricken with sorrow.
"Two of them" He stated, "One the night after they perished and the other a month post." Sirius paused, with a look of understand and pain growing on his face, he trudged on, "I would assume that you had questions that someone did not wish to have answers given…" his words and thoughts trailing off as he gazed at her. Regarded her as if he just witnessed his beaten dog get yelled at. Slowly getting up he walked around the desk to her side, turned her away from her desk and knelt in front of her.
"A..Amy. I am humbly sorry for hurting you so dearly just now and probably have for the last 13 years. We both Have experienced a tremendous amount of pain. I only hope that I can provide relief to yours in the future. I know I proposed to you a long, long time ago but if you still want to make the relationship work I would proudly have you wear my ring again." He stated as he opened the ring box, she had given him. Only it was empty. 'Oh, that's just too good' Harry thought.
Allowing the ring to appear she smiled at Sirius, "Of course, I forgive you. You berk. We both need time to heal together and there is no way I am letting all that hard work I put into you all those years ago go to waste. You have and will always be my Siri." She finished kissing him. Pulling away she asked, "Do you have some where to stay?" Looking at Harry who shook his head Sirius turned back to answer, "I do but I am technically unable to bring you there. So, I guess no I don't at the moment."
"Good…" She punctuated with a kiss, "You will stay with me. Now let's get your wayward Godson back to school. Also, young man that was extremely well played today. Thank you for making sure Minnie was in contact with me. Keeping me apprised of the situations or I'd have ripped your arse apart for blindsiding me with that snap of a trial. Lord Potter or not…"
"Yes, Madam Bones…" Harry didn't know why he felt like he was being scolded for doing nothing wrong but simply went with it.
As they were all leaving for the Floo to Hogsmeade Amelia turned to Harry asking one final time before letting the young man walk onto the school grounds, "You will call me Aunt Amy from now on young man. Got it? Had things been done properly you would have grown up knowing that." Harry agreeing with a chuckle, parted ways with Sirius and Amelia heading of for dinner and the castle.
The last trip to Avalon for Harry and Hermione before the Yule Ball was anything other than relaxing. While formal lessons from Merlin and Sirius had been halted, two of the four days had the couple at their whit's end. The first day back, 2 hours into sleeping, they were portkey'd out of their beds in the middle of the night and forced through an 8-hour obstacle course to test their progress to date. Their only goals where to find each other during the battle and finish the course together.
Just to reach each other involved demolishing dozens of golems. Some as simple as first year charms or defense work. Others that could only be taken down through various specialized branches of magic slightly below 7th year instruction. In between these various levels, along the path each traveled, vicious wards were stationed that had to destroyed or created to pass or solve a task at the stationed area. Both had taken vastly different forms to traverse their challenges. Harry, the majority of the times, utilizing illusions to cover his tracks coupled with brute force as he gained advantage over his opponents. Hermione, choosing to trap, finesse and enchant her way through the challenge.
Trudging through both taking their lumps as they progressed, Impressing their teachers at the speed and demonstrations of magical control. All that changed with an unholy scream from Hermione. She found herself barely caught out of position fighting her way through the last level of Golems and wards. Earning her a spell to the torso, blasting her into a wall that rendered her unconscious. At the sound of her wail, Harry's blood boiled as he destroyed the last of his 6th levels challengers and wards. His wand actions shaper, more vicious as he stalked into the 7th challenge. Taking shop of his would-be enemy's he ground out with a wolfish growl,
"No. One. Hurts. Her…" and proceeded to annihilate all before him. His eyes aglow, aura fully releasing as it swirled around, thickening the air all the way to where Sirius and Merlin where observing. His actions earning raised eyebrows and shutters from both mentors at his ruthlessness.
"What the Hell was that!?" Sirius bellowed out "And how can we feel his aura from this far?" His questions went unanswered as Merlin looked in awe of his Heirs growing power. The only thought running through his mind, 'Circe, My Love, please help our boy… Help me to teach him to control and reign in this brilliant strength Mother Magic has blessed him with… Help him'
Within that short time of the men's chat, Harry had demonstrated with absolute certainty the level of growth he had reached in the short time of their training. Reaching Hermione with only 3 spells, one of which was an 'enervate' to awaken the young woman. Both smiling at each other as he helped her stand before she grimaced,
"I cannot believe that I got caught with that simple bludgeoning hex like a simple second year…"
Grinning at her realizing she still could not give up her desire for competition Harry replied, "Well, dear we shall just have to endeavor to fix your clumsiness from here on…" he didn't finish as she slugged him in the shoulder grinding out, "Prat…"
"Your Prat." Earning each other a sly smile
As they shared a snort of a laugh, both turned back to completing the task at hand. Together making real progress. Quickly dealing with any and all magical creatures they came across. Both happy to not deal with a dragon again so soon. In the final hours of the task, as dawn arose, they came to the center of the course, grasped the center ward stone, dropping the illusion they didn't know was there. Each finding Sirius and Merlin applauding their efforts. Mentally, physically, and magically exhausted they crumpled to the floor, sleep claiming them throughout most of the second day.
The examinations finished on the third day with a bang. Two tests of magical endurance and output manipulation involving both the levitation charm immediately followed by their Patronus charm against a Bogart-Dementor. For each test the students needed to perform the charm flawlessly, hold the charm for 30 minutes before alternating intent. Flipping from maximum to minimum magical intent every 30 seconds for another 30 minutes. The enchanted feather was also charmed with various runic arrays to follow that set pattern switching between a feather and a 50lbs stone.
Harry, for his test, was dictated to perform their levitation charm wandlessly as he was currently progressing faster with the technique than Hermione had to that point.
Neither Sirius nor Merlin truly believed the children would be able to finish these tests, after the previous challenge, simply wishing to see where they were in training. This thought was quickly demolished as Harry crossed off the tasks completely. Hermione, with a respectable time, passed out from exhaustion at the 42nd minute mark against the Bogart-Dementor. That said neither could maintain standing at the halfway through their second task. Each needing an intermission between the last section of their tests, they paused for a robust lunch and tea.
For their final task Merlin erected a blood attack ward, keyed to both of their blood, with 13 separate traps and pitfalls to activate the intent of the ward. Paired together for this task, each fell into their rolls, masterfully. Hermione quickly diagnosing the wards and traps. Harry, continuing to learn from her as he diagnosed as well, followed her directions breaking the wards and traps. With the pair working in tandem they broke the wards and curses within half the time it took Merlin to erect them. Each grinning like loons at the disbelief the mage caried on his face.
Shaking his head at their antics "Funny you two. Very funny. I noticed you never took notes. I would assume you both can re-erect that same scheme without them?" Merlin asked
"Certainly, Pa." Hermione stated. She had taken to calling him that upon his request once it was known that Her and Harry admitted the had begun dating each other. "That was a relatively simple ward scheme you created without tying it to a ward stone. I'm sure Harry could also feel it weakening as we worked. I must say though I am thoroughly knackered."
Sirius clasped both on their shoulders before saying, "You two simply are astonishing." To which they both blushed before interlocking their hands.
"It is truly going to be interesting to see how you both will finish out upon the completion of your family rituals… Harry's already showing great control and progress with his magical output and raw power. It truly will be interesting to see what you're capable of once we can beat some finesse into you, young man." Merlin stated through a feral grin before turning to Hermione.
"And you Young Lady. Only behind him simply due to your family lacking the ritual to help you fully connect with your core and manipulate it, but still staggering that you have been able to perform the meditations and drills to some positive effects. Your finesse at your age is astounding. You are an honor to your family name."
Confused Hermione asked, "What are you on about Pa?"
"Dear, your founding matriarch, Morgana, revolutionized healing in her time. I'm sure your grimoire delves deeper into it than I can here, but she developed the technique still used today in healing that incorporates curse-breaking to heal injured Warmages from their wounds. She discovered how to imbue countercurse magic into potions for long duration healing. Your family tree, from the interactions I've had with them, is littered with healers and curse-breakers. As I said, you are an honor to your line. It is interesting that you are already showing these signs after only 3 of your 7 family rituals." Hermione couldn't help but flush at Merlin's praise as she mumbled her thanks.
Sirius throwing his Knut in said, "I do not know how far, magical power wise; we will be able to push you, but I would not doubt right now you both outstrip some of the professors. Never mind the students." Merlin nodding his agreement before saying,
"Again, good work you two. What a wonderful way to finish out our year of training so far. Great job surpassing either of our expectations. Hand over your wands for the rest of today and tomorrow. Ruby will have placed a special potion for each of you to heal you from the magical exhaustion of the past 72 hours in your rooms. Now go wash up for dinner." At the mention of dinner, the couple shot off for their respective rooms.
Watching both disappear Sirius stated, "Was that as spectacular as I believe it to be Merl?"
"I would have to say it was Siri… Harry has improved drastically in minimizing his wand movements and wasting excess magic to cast, but all of our lessons with him have been under controlled simulations and environments. Moving forward we will have to test his magic and knowledge under strained situations. Specifically, when he tempted towards anger. We were just given a small taste of the level of power he could one day wield. Riddle and his followers, from every encounter you've shown me, will always attempt to draw him off balance and aggravate him. If he loses control of his magic in the moment, due to emotions, it will not bode well for his task. He needs to learn how to access that power without the loss of emotional control."
Clapping the elderly mage on the shoulder Sirius confidently said, "He will be ready, Merl. We won't let him down… Now I need to return home before Amy has my hide." He finished with a grin, portkeying away.