Remember I'm condensing this year and next down since there isn't a lot, story wise, that's happening in these years. This is the second chapter on second year and the next will be the last.

Disclaimed in Chapter 1. I also don't own White Collar or It's Magic.

It was another hour and a half before Harriet, Ligia, Severus, and the twins flooed back into Salazar's study. Sage was curled up on the couch with Fenrir, both asleep, Lee was browsing through the book shelves casually, and Luna was meditating with Bucky, only looking up once Harri passed her. Jor and Samarra were nowhere to be seen. Harriet immediately walked over to the desk and dropped into the armchair with a sigh, not even pausing before pulling out several blank scrolls and a quill to begin writing.

"That was awesome." Fred said, coming to sit on the left arm of Harriet's chair.

"You were magnificent." George added, coming over to sit on her other side, both leaning close to Harri but not close enough to hinder her ability to write.

James launched himself from Fred's shoulder and transformed back to himself in front of the desk, "Down boys." He growled. Harriet glanced up at her father with a raised eyebrow before going back to her work.

Ligia crossed her arms over her chest, "Good luck with that. They seem to have a thing for Harriet's power plays."

Fred and George blushed but didn't deny it, James spluttered and pointed at the twins with a stern look, "You better stop it right now! I won't have you perverting my precious innocent daughter!"

Before the twins could answer Harriet snorted and everyone looked to her when she stared her father down with an amused expression, "Them perverting me? This time around? More like the opposite."

Lee groaned, "I don't need to hear this."

Ligia snickered, "She's right though. She was mated to them for what, eight years, last time? I'm sure she knows more about that stuff at this time than they do." Fred and George's blushes grew.

Harri chuckled, "Also the fact that I was on a team of mostly males who didn't have much shame when it came to talking about things like that." Bucky let out a hissy sounding laugh from his spot on Luna's shoulder.

James looked like he was about to pass out, "No…my sweet…innocent…little girl."

Harriet's smile turned down right evil, "I bet I could make you blush dad. Quite a feat if what little tidbits I've caught from Moony and Padfoot are correct."

James paled further, "No Harriet I don't think…"

Harri leaned back in her seat and threw on a mock innocent look, "Two words, two little words you probably haven't considered."

"I'm not…"

"Pensieve Porn." Harriet announced casually.

James went beet red and Fred and George choked, Lee dropped his head in defeat, and Luna giggled. *Please change the subject cub.* Remus huffed from George's shoulder.

"Yes, please." Salazar said in English, "A subject change would be most appreciated." He focused on the quietly laughing Harriet, "How did things go?"

Harri settled and went back to writing as she answered, "It went alright. I expected more opposition but they were all sleep deprived. They'll be testing me this year to see my power and my resolve. I estimate at least four challenges to my claim and two assassination attempts, the first where I will deliver a warning and the second where I will deliver a harsh punishment. By the end of the year hopefully they will fully acknowledge my claim and we will be able to make more headway next year." Salazar nodded, agreeing with her fair assessment.

"Assassination attempts!" Fred and George growled.

"Yeah." Harri said, signing her name at the bottom of her first scroll before holding it out for Severus, "Please check over these new rules for Slytherin, tell me if I need to change anything." Severus nodded and took the paper, Ligia slyly made a copy to peruse for herself.

Fred tugged Harriet gently back from the parchment, "Harriet, please focus."

"What do you mean assassination attempts?" George asked worriedly.

Harri looked up at them with a soft smile, "Eventually they will figure out that I'm not a Slytherin by blood and they will attempt to win the title from me by conquest. Not that any of them would fit the conquest prerequisites, but they'll attempt it anyway because the title is a very high one and comes with quite a bit of loyalty of all those who have stood under the banner here at Hogwarts." She took their hands reassuringly, "It will take a lot more than baby snakes to kill me."

"Like Fred said." Luna said dreamily.

Harri chuckled again, "Yeah."

Fred blinked, "Like I said what? When was this?"

Harriet giggled, "Two years into our time with the Avengers two former Slytherin Deatheaters came to America to escape the Aurors who were still hunting them. They recognized us as the ones to defeat Voldemort and decided they wanted revenge on us for ruining their lives. They attacked us at a coffee shop, rather stupidly proclaiming that they would be the ones to kill us for taking their master from them, you stood up in the middle of all the spells flying and said, 'We've faced down Gods and Monsters without flinching. We took down the big basilisk himself with minimal training. It will take more than a couple of baby snakes to kill us.'"

Fred and George laughed while Lee snorted, "Apparently you're still a cocky asshole in the future Fred. Nice to know."

Fred shrugged, "It's a gift."

"It's deserved." Harriet added.

Severus and Ligia settled in the seats in front of Harriet's desk, "What exactly do you mean by rule number thirteen?" Severus asked.

Harri hummed, "The one about remedial muggle studies?"

Severus nodded while Ligia moved down to the rule to read, "Every Slytherin must attend at least four hours of remedial muggle studies each week during one of the times Lady Slytherin is present in the common room. All hours will be logged. The first remedial lessons will start the second Saturday of each term to allow time to settle into school. The first session of each term is mandatory."

Harriet nodded, "Slytherin's have a hard stance against muggles; despite that they need to understand them enough to blend in appropriately in the muggle world, which they wouldn't be able to with the terrible state of the current muggle studies course. Mostly it will be muggle newspapers; some movies, shows, and books to get the pop culture side of things; and technology. It will be during one of the times I've written out to be in the common room, I can't be there all the time but their faith in me will fail if I'm continuously unavailable to them."

Severus nodded, "That's incredibly perceptive of you."

Ligia hummed, "Even Odin has open court a few times a week. It's a good move. Shows you care for those under you but disallows people demanding you create time for them whenever they want. You remain in control, not them."

Harriet nodded, "How about the rest? I want to get this posted tonight so they don't think I was joking."

Ligia's eyes went back to roving the parchment while Severus dropped his on Harriet's desk to look at Harriet seriously, "I don't see anything of real concern or that would be morally questionable. Most of your punishments are fair but how exactly do you expect me to enforce the final two punishments if they get that far?"

Harriet smirked even as Fred reached for the parchment curiously, "I don't expect you to do anything for the final two."

"Marauder justice?" Fred and George read as one.

*Marauder Justice!* Sirius exclaimed excitedly from Fred's shoulder.

James chuckled darkly, "That would be our responsibility Snivellus." Harriet gave him a disapproving look while Snape just glared.

"Can we help?" Fred asked excitedly.

"Definitely." James laughed.

Harri smiled and went back to Severus, "As for the final one, it is just as it says. Lady Slytherin's Judgement. You'll only potentially need to cover for the student." She gave him a sweet smile that made his shudder, "Don't worry Severus, I'll only get my point across. Nothing more."

Severus opened his mouth to request she try to control herself when a pop sounded and the papers all over the desk scattered as a house elf appeared to displace them. Instantly Fred, George, Severus, James, and Ligia all had their wands out and pointed at the tiny creature. The second the elf registered the wands pointed at him he dropped to huddle on the desk top, "I is sorry! Please don't! I bees punishing myself!"

"Dobby!" Harriet called brightly, she flicked her hand and everyone's wands flew from their grips. Fred, George, and Ligia's wands retracted to their holsters while James and Severus' landed in Harriet's hand. She quickly set them aside as she edged forward with a big smile.

The elf looked up at her with wide disbelieving eyes, "The great Harri Potter knows Dobby's name!" he squeaked.

Harriet chuckled, "I do." She cocked her head, "Are you alright Dobby? I expected you yesterday."

"Harri Potter knew Dobby was looking for her?" Dobby asked, he started to shiver a bit, "I am sorry I is late Harri Potter! Dobby will punish himself!" he popped away from the desk and over to the fire place where he began to beat his head against the marble. Bucky made a startled noise at the behavior and Severus and the twins frowned.

Harriet sighed, she forgot she would have to help Dobby with his punishing habit again, "Dobby." She called sternly, the little elf looked up at her fearfully, "Dobby when you are with me you will not punish yourself."

"Dobby must! Dobby's master tells him so! Dobby must punish himself when he does wrong!" Dobby cried, continuing to beat his head against the marble but softer as he cried.

"Potter what crazy thing have you attracted now." Severus grumbled.

Harriet rolled her eyes, "Did you actually read the journal or did you just skim it?" Severus scowled at her and she sighed, "Dobby is here to warn me of the plans his master has for the school. He wants me to leave. He doesn't think it's safe." Dobby froze over by the fire place.

"With assassination attempts we'd say not." Fred muttered.

"Baby snakes or not." George added, Remus hissed his agreement. Harri rolled her eyes.

"Who is his Master?" Severus huffed.

"Dobby cannot say!" the little elf blurted, he went back to beating his head against the fireplace, "Dobby must not say bad about his family! Dobby is a bad elf!"

Harriet flicked her wand at Dobby, making a football helmet appear on his head, not that he seemed to notice beyond his sobs. "Dobby serves the Malfoy family."

"Merlin." Lee huffed, "They really screw with their elves."

Harri sighed with a nod, "Yes and it doesn't help that Dobby is a willful little guy." She took another blank piece of parchment from her stack and wrote on it quickly before willing her LeFay ring on her hand and stamping it at the bottom to mark the family crest into it. "Dobby." She called, he looked up at her, seeming a bit off balance with the helmet on, "Come here buddy, I want to talk. I won't ask for any information you can't give. Alright?"

Dobby popped back onto the desk, "What can Dobby do for the great Harri Potter?" he asked, sniffling a bit.

"Dobby, I know you are trying to help but I need you to not attempt to drive me from the school. That means no charming the bludgers to go after me at the first Quidditch game." Harri said flatly, Fred and George shared a look.

"But Harri Potter is not safe here! Harri Potter must leave! It is being dangerous! Dobby's Master has plans! Bad plans! Harri Potter must live!" Dobby squeaked passionately.

Harri smiled at him, "Dobby, I'm grateful for your worry but I have it covered. I promise. I already know about the plans."

"Then you knows you is in danger!" Dobby piped up, "You knows you must leave!"

Harri shook her head, "Dobby, I've already taken care of things. Nothing will happen." She tilted her head, "Besides, who am I?"

"Yous is Harri Potter. Yous is a hero." Dobby said hesitantly.

Harriet gave him a soft smile, "What kind of hero would I be if I left the innocents to face this threat alone?"

Dobby's face shifted, "You would not bes the hero you is."

Harri nodded, "Right, without my saving people thing I would be very different." She smiled, "But I will be as careful as possible, alright?" Dobby nodded, "Good. Now Dobby, I know who you Master is." Dobby looked stricken and he shifted back a bit, Harri shook her head, "It's alright, I won't tell him why you came. I just want you to be truthful with me."

"Dobby be doin his best." He replied.

"Would you like to come over to my service? To get away from the Malfoys?" Harri asked seriously.

Dobby's eyes went wide and he clutched at his pillow case, "You would want Dobby as yous house elf? Truelys?"

Harri nodded, "I have it on good authority that you are an excellent house elf. One that would prove invaluable to have in my service." 'I can count myself as an expert authority in this…right?' "I promise you will be treated fairly with me."

Dobby popped away and Harriet felt him appear under the desk, hugging her legs, "Dobby would love to be in the service of the great Harri Potter!" he exclaimed.

Ligia snickered, "Can the 'Great Harri Potter' change his ownership that easily?"

Harri rolled her eyes, "Lucius is a business man. He can be negotiated with and I signed the letter with the LeFay crest, he'll be eager to form an alliance with such an important name in our world and would see this as an avenue to open talks." She leaned back in her seat a little so she could see Dobby, "Dobby I need you to take this to Lord Malfoy so we can get the process started alright?" she asked, holding out the scroll to Dobby.

"I is taking it right away! Dobby will not fail Harri Potter!" Dobby squeaked, taking the scroll and popping away.

George arched an eyebrow at Harri, "Why are you so willing to bring him into your service?"

"He's a bit of a nutter." Fred commented.

"And we have lots of elves under the Potter name." James huffed, "Not to mention all the ones under the LeFay name and the others I'm sure are under your control from the other houses you are already the head of."

Harriet chuckled, "Yes, but Dobby is special. He really has been trying to find me and protect me from the diary that is supposed to unleash Samarra on the school. That and last time after I tricked the elder Malfoy into freeing him he knocked Lucius on his ass when he tried to use the killing curse on me."

James choked, "Lucius Malfoy was knocked back by a tiny house elf?"

"Thrown back more like." Luna hummed, "He did fly quite a ways."

Severus let out a low chuckle, "What I wouldn't give to see that. It would be therapeutic."

Harri inclined her head, "I may add it to your Christmas gifts this year."

Ligia rolled her eyes, "Alright, as fun as this has been, we do need to sleep at some point. I don't see anything that needs to be changed with the rules at this time. I can post it when I head back to the common room. Do we need to discuss anything else at the moment?"

"What is the plan for the diary?" Severus asked.

"When I can pull Samarra away from her new boyfriend" Ligia blanched, "I will ask her to detain Ginny and the diary if they make it down here." Harri said, "I will attempt to take it off of her beforehand but since I really don't want to get close enough to give her any ideas it may be a bit difficult. Once we have it we'll have to purge the spirit from Ginny and then destroy the book. It's too dangerous to keep around." Severus nodded in understanding.

"Alright." Ligia said, "I, Fred, and George have some plans for the traitors to keep us busy. Do we have anything else?"

Harri shook her head, "Not right now. I want to see how Dumbles is going to try and circumvent the restraining order before we do anything to him. I have dibs on Lockhart's downfall, I hope to get him out of the castle before Christmas."

"Thank Merlin." Severus muttered, Harri smirked at him.

"Other than that we really need to focus on getting the Slytherins onside." Harriet continued, she looked between Fred, George, and Lee, "You can be as involved as you want, just let me know." She looked over at Luna, "You too little sister." Her gaze shifted to Ligia, "If I remember the inner workings of Slytherin hierarchy you are officially the Princess of Slytherin since I claimed my title. Flaunt your parseltongue a bit, that will shut them up a bit faster. It will also help Dumbledore take interest in you for the spy mission on me." Finally, she looked to Severus, "If the house asks you to challenge me and you think refusing will harm your standing with them, don't be afraid to challenge me."

Severus' eyebrows shot up, "You think you can withstand me? I'm not a, what did you say he called them, a baby snake. And you won't have your mates to help you in the challenge."

Harriet looked amused, "No, not a baby snake." She folded her hands in her lap, "Don't worry Professor. I'm confident." Severus didn't comment further and Harri looked around the room, "Alright, that's it for now. We need to get to bed, training starts again in the morning."

Once again things settled into a routine.

Every morning they would wake up and meet in the Room of Requirement for training and to allow those in animals forms to change to normal for a time. They broke into groups once more, making sure that the soulmates were separated since they wouldn't be effective trainers for their counterparts. Percy got to join them now that he wasn't exhausted from the prank or dealing with Head Boy duties. Severus also joined them on occasion when he didn't have his own things to attend to, he was surprised at the focus on physical training but he never the less jumped right into the training next to them. Sometimes they would cut training short to go down to the Chamber and chat with Samarra and Salazar.

After morning training they would go to breakfast, all eating at their respective tables as to not arouse suspicion but Sage and Fenrir sometime sneaking over to eat with Ligia and Jörmungandr. The Slytherins didn't like that at first but Ligia made it perfectly clear that she wouldn't tolerate any ill will toward her 'brother' and his familiar. Once breakfast was complete, they would go to classes, only meeting up if they happened to have free periods at the same time and for a brief moment after lunch to see how everyone's day was going.

It was after dinner that things were things differed from day to day. On Mondays Fred, George, and Ligia would go to the Room of Requirement and pull up the lab so they could work on their plans for the traitors; Sleipnir, Neville, and Fenrir would head out to the greenhouses for some relaxation; Harriet, Luna, and Lee would go to the Slytherin common room so Harri could make herself available to the snakes. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, they made themselves known in their own common rooms, relaxing there and chatting with their house mates. Wednesdays, Harriet, Fred, and George would spend in the Slytherin common room as that was the day that Ligia had astronomy, they would stay until Ligia returned before going back to the tower. On Fridays their entire group, sans Neville, would sit in the Slytherin common room, holding a makeshift court by the fireplace.

Saturdays and Sundays were the real toss ups. Harriet knew she couldn't disappear for the entire weekend, every weekend so she split up her time, allowing the rest of her group to join her when they wished if they didn't have plans of their own somewhere in the castle. Harriet would spend Saturday morning in the Chamber, taking care of any more time consuming business that had come up over the week. The afternoon she would spend with Lee and the Quidditch team, laughing and playing outside if it was nice enough. Saturday evening was the biggest chunk of time she had set aside for Slytherin remedial muggle studies so that is where she spent her time. On Sundays Harri had no set plans but it most often would start off in the Slytherin common room and end in the Gryffindor one.

All in all, Harriet thought things were going well.

Lucius had written back to her through Dobby once he had gotten her seal validated by Gringotts. As Harriet expected, he gave her a fairly low price for Dobby's ownership on the condition that Lady LeFay join his family for dinner over the winter break. Harriet, feeling amused, had accepted and secured two extra invitations from the man knowing that Fred and George would not want to be left behind on a trip like that. That being done, Dobby officially came into Harriet's service and she assigned him as her personal house elf. The elf was just as crazy as Harriet remembered but he did well and, just like last time, Harri paid him one galleon a week, something that surprised the little elf and made him cling to her legs again to sob.

Ligia, Sage, Fenrir, and Jörmungandr were doing well at Hogwarts. After the initial issues and Harriet's claim over the house, Slytherin was being careful with Ligia; of course the fact that she could speak parseltongue and had a 'familiar' who seemed to be able to grow and shrink at will helped them accept her faster. Ligia excelled in her classes, as Harriet expected, but did particularly well in potions and DADA(despite the terrible teacher). Sage and Fenrir were flourishing under the rather cuddly atmosphere in the badger den, the loving atmosphere and the almost instant companionship was really doing them wonders. Sage was excelling in charms and herbology(with a bit of help from Neville) but also seemed to enjoy transfiguration quite a bit.

The Slytherins were beginning to feel Harriet out. As she expected, the snakes gathered as much information on her as they were able to before forming the basis of their view of her. The first challenge had come just a week after her take over and the entire room had been in shock when Harriet had beat down Flint with two simple spells and a well-placed kick. Harriet had simply smirked at the boy who was curled up at her feet and holding his stomach as he moaned before walking back over to her spot at the fire place and resumed reading with Luna, Bucky letting out an amused sound from her lap. The second challenge had yet to come but Harriet was sure it would come.

Harriet had also received multiple letters from the parents of the Slytherins. Harri had taken off all of the harmful spells from the letters before writing out a form letter to the Slytherin alumni to inform them of the changes, her goal for the house, and the proof of her claim that they could take to Gringotts and have authenticated. Harri had spoked to Severus and he had suggested eventually calling them together to meet her. Harriet had immediately sent for the record of Slytherin properties, knowing that they would be more likely to believe her if she held such a meeting in one. She had only been to the Slytherin manor once before and she hadn't stayed long enough to explore so she wanted the full list.

It had taken a few brave firsties to show the snake house that she was not against speaking to them. After that, many of them confronted her about the new rules and the things that were in the paper about her. Harriet had answered any and all questions with a small smile but made sure her answers were clear and concise. She also made certain that if a question was repeated that she gave the same answer. She refused to give the snakes anything to gain leverage over her.

The biggest complaint she had gotten, of course, was about the remedial muggle studies. Many had outright refused and Harriet had calmly said that if they continued to then they would be subjected to the punishments, all of which would be recorded and any continual offense would compound the punishments until they reached the highest two. Harriet had given a brief synopsis of each to a particularly stubborn sixth year and after hearing that the twins would get to punish him first and then a few well-placed comments about how far she would be willing to go in her Judgement, people backed down. The general consensus was to 'wait and see' with the remedial studies.

Luckily, the second Saturday of the term came pretty quickly.

Harriet was heading down to the Slytherin common room with Fred, George, and Ligia for the Slytherin's first remedial lesson around six o'clock in the evening. She had invited everyone but Luna had wanted to go spend some time with the thestrals, Lee had a dentation with McGonagall for playing with a laser pointer given to him by Tony that had Minerva's inner cat coming out during class, Percy had some research he wanted to do, and Sage had simply blushed and said it would interfere with the Hufflepuff house nesting time. So it was just Harri, her mates, the snakes, and Ligia.

"Are you going to teach this like an actual class?" Fred questioned as they drew closer.

"This first one." Harri said, "After that it will depend on what I have set up for the day. I've been texting while in the common room and many have seemed interested, if I can get them more engaged a more structured class setting will most likely be easier than a free-flowing thing."

"Can you actually teach?" Ligia asked suddenly, "It will be a bit different than leading workouts."

Harriet laughed, "Yes, I know how to teach. I taught a good bit of the school DADA in my fifth year and did a few guest teaching spots at Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when we were in America." Ligia nodded in understanding as they reached the entrance to the common room. Harriet hissed at the door, already aware that the Prefects had been changing the password multiple times a week as a form of silent defiance. The entrance opened smoothly at the parseltongue.

Entering the room, they found the entire house sitting stiffly around the room, the tension almost palpable. Severus was sitting at the desk he kept in the common room, grading papers but making sure he was aware of the room to keep things calm. Harriet giggled, drawing everyone's eyes to her, "You all look like I'm coming to torture you." They tensed even further and Harriet scoffed. Fred, George, and Ligia settled with the Marauders at the back of the room to watch the show.

Harriet waved and the armchairs all drew into a semi-circle around the fireplace where Harriet settled herself. "This Remedial Muggle Studies class is not to torture you or to change you into 'muggle lovers'. This is to give you information about the muggles beyond the prejudice instilled in many of you since birth and to give you a real view on the muggles that the current class does not. There will be no homework. I do expect you to speak about things amongst yourselves though and to come up with questions you want answered about specific things in muggle culture." The Slytherins were beginning to relax a bit at her opening speech and Harriet smiled at them, "How this class proceeds depends on your willingness to learn. This can be fun or it can be like pulling teeth." She pulled out her phone, "I've seen many of you take interest in this muggle communication device and it will be covered as we go. The things I want to cover are rather simple, all of them are needed for you to fully blend into muggle society if you ever have a need to. These are current events in the muggle world, muggle technology and its uses, and pop culture. Pop culture, though the least important of the three, is what can smooth over areas you may be lacking in the other two so this is where we will start. It will also help you understand muggle ways of thinking and introduce you to muggle concepts and slang."

She snapped her fingers and two Potter house elves appeared with a big flat screen TV on a tall stand that they placed right behind Harriet, she nodded to them and they disappeared. Harriet took the remote from behind the TV and stepped to the side so the Slytherins could see it. "Let's begin with pop or popular culture. What does that term mean?" she looked around at the apprehensive faces and huffed, "This one should be easy. Every culture has pop culture. Pop culture is the images, ideas, perspectives, and phenomenon that are currently most prominent in any given culture. In our world an example by be Lockhart's books, as fake as they may be." she wrinkled her nose and that earned her a few laughs, "It is what is popular in our culture currently, therefore it may be consider 'pop culture'." She gave them a smile, "Though I hope to change that." A few of the older students gave cruel grins.

"Most often pop culture is separated into categories such as entertainment, sports, news, fashions, politics, and so on. Today we are going to be focusing on some entertainment as it is a rather soft place to start off with your muggle studies." She pointed the remote at the screen, "Who knows what this is?" a few hands went up and Harriet pointed to the one who had their hand up first, a small third year girl, "Yes, Sadie."

The girl looked surprised that Harriet knew her name but brushed her hair behind her ear before replying, "It's a television."

Harriet smiled, "Yes, good. Can one of the others who held up their hand tell me its function?" a few hands went down but there was one left, "Spencer?" she asked the first year boy.

"It shows moving pictures that tell a story." The boy answered timidly, a few people perked up with interest.

"Good Spencer, that is exactly what it does. The moving pictures are like a play that has been recorded and can be played over and over without ever changing." Harriet turned the flat screen on and many of the purebloods leaned forward curiously as the screen flared to life. "There are many types of televisions out there. This is one of the new types, a muggle innovation called a flat screen television. These ones are much more advanced than the old tube televisions. Some of these can connect to the muggle internet if that service is available and if you got the television with the capability to do so. This one has that ability but we'll cover the craziness that is the internet once you guys have a bit more of a basis in other things." She quickly flicked through settings until she found her Netflix, she could have used Jarvis but she didn't want to overwhelm the Slytherins with an AI on their first day.

"Alright, you can find a lot of things on the muggle television. On the serious side there are news programs and documentaries that will explain past events, animals, technology, medical breakthroughs, and a lot more. On the more fun oriented side of things there is what muggles call reality TV but you shouldn't let that fool you, those are still scripted out to a point, and fiction TV shows that are based off a storyline but is broken down into shorter episodes. There are also movies which are a single story told in a single setting with a longer viewing time but for your first time we're going to stick with something with episodes." Harriet explained as she flicked over to the show she wanted.

She turned to address the common room once she had the show pulled up and the first episode selected, "Now, there are many different shows out there with many different premises and ideas and stories to them. There is live action and animation to explore and all the genres one could ask for, comedy, drama, action, political, fantasy, and so on. However, to begin you off I have decided on a live action television show from America that I have found enjoyable. It has a good balance of comedy and real life as well as a nicely paced back story that flows through the entire season of the show. I also picked this because I thought it would go well with Slytherin sensibilities since one of the main characters is a con artist." They laughed and Harri smirked, "Now, you all have to sit through at least the first two episodes but I will be charming this to continue running through the episodes until the last person has left the common room, so you are all welcome to watch more if you end up liking it. Got it?" there was a murmur of understanding and Harriet nodded before moving to the back to sit on a couch between Fred and George before she hit play on the first episode of White Collar.

"That went well." George murmured as he pulled her over to him.

"Such faith." Harriet tsked.

"It's not lack of faith in you dearest." Fred reassured softly as he pulled her legs into his lap, "It's lack of faith in them."

Harriet leaned into George but took Fred's hand where it rested on her thigh, "They're not bad, they were just raised like that."

"If you say so." George hummed.

Harriet, Fred, and George ended up leaving after the second episode, Harri smiling when she saw that the Slytherins were still glued to the screen. "I'd call the first class a success." She mused to her mates.

In the morning when she came down for breakfast and saw the Great Hall devoid of all Slytherins other than a bedraggled looking Severus at the head table. Raising an eyebrow at Fred and George they all went down to the Slytherin common room and entered quietly. "Sweet Merlin." Harriet breathed as she walked in. The entire Slytherin house was sprawled across the common room, only some still sitting in the seats from the night before others were laying on mattresses that house elves must have brought them Ligia was curled up asleep on the couch and a few others were passed out and sleeping soundly but a good majority had their bloodshot eyes still fixed on the television where Neil was walking to the plane that held Kate. Neil looked back to Agent Burke and then the plane exploded before the screen cut to the credits. The Slytherins shouted in disbelief, some shooting to their feet and others tossing things in their anger.

"He just got Kate back!" Draco was shouting, "Who killed her! Why?!"

Still half frozen in shock Harriet summoned the remote and shut off the television, "What!" Pansy screeched.

"That can't be it!" Gertrude Meads, a seventh year, shouted.

"Did you guys just binge watch an entire season of White Collar?" Harriet called, heads swiveled to her, looking at her in shock, some blushing.

There was silence for a moment before Draco stomped over to her, "That can't be it! Right?! There's got to be more!"

Harriet blinked, "There's five more seasons."

"Good!" Gertrude said, sitting back down, "I need to see what happens." Many Slytherins nodded in agreement and settled back down in their spots.

Harriet shook her head, "I'm glad you all liked it but it's Sunday morning. You need food and sleep, then you can resume this." Many regained their shocked looks from before while others looked sheepish, Draco looked like he wanted to argue but Harriet crossed her arms, "Now!" she ordered, "I will leave the TV in here and come in later to set you up for the second season, but not before food and sleep has happened."

"Yes Lady Slytherin." They said dejectedly.

After the success of the first remedial muggle studies lesson things smoothed out a bit in that area. Though they still weren't the biggest fans of muggles the Slytherins took an interest in their entertainment and their technology; a few even had an interest in the cars the show had given them a look at, especially since the muggle studies professor was so behind he believed that muggles still used carriages. Harriet did her best to answer all of the questions to the extent that the Slytherins wanted to take things but eventually she introduced them to Tony on one of his secret weekend visits to the castle. He helped her expand the remedial class and was able to explain more about muggle science and technology than Harriet was, only having Harriet and the twins help when he needed to translate a subject into 'wizard speak', as he called it.

Harriet was still expecting challengers and the assassination attempt any day now but things on the Slytherin front were mostly quiet. The rest of the school had noticed a change in them already though. Under the new rules Slytherins were forbidden from using derogatory language and that was certainly noticed by those previously bullied by the Slytherins. Bullying itself was not tolerated and violence was not to be resorted to unless they were defending themselves. Harriet had instituted a no striking first policy, it cast the roll of the aggressor and the ones in the wrong on the others, subtly helping the houses image. Harri of course was not stupid enough to forbid any retaliation for slights but she made it a rule that they had to run their plan by others in the house to ensure that they weren't caught so they would not sully the Slytherin name further. Their reputation was slowing rising back but Harri knew it would be a long battle.

Fred, George, and Ligia had been making headway on their punishments of the traitors as well as just generally blocking them from Harriet at every point they could. Ron had spent the better part of three days with a veritable army of spiders following him the second week of school after Fred dosed him with a new potion that made him very attractive to spiders. No one wanted to be around him with the spiders following him and he couldn't stand still because if he did the spiders would climb him. By the time Severus managed to reverse it Ron was exhausted and almost hysterical with his fear of the tiny arachnids. It was just as well because the day after Harriet slipped and mentioned the arcnomantula in the forest when she spoke about needed to harvest some of their silk, she didn't see the malicious grin on Fred's face at the mention of the giant spiders.

George had been particularly vicious to Hermione at first, modifying a temporary jinx to blind her for a greater period of time and charming her hands to burn painfully every time she held a book. Percy had tried to talk him down from that one after he had escalated the burning enough for it to physically show on Hermione but in the end had to get Harriet to stop him. Harri had canceled the two spells on the sobbing girl just before the witch had made it to the Headmaster's office. Harriet and Fred had ditched classes with George the rest of the day to get him to calm down. Harri praised his work but reminded him that they had to build up to the traitor's demise and if he drove her to insanity now they couldn't enjoy her slower more torturous punishment. In the end he had agreed to hold back a little bit and the three mates had cuddled the rest of the day.

Ligia was having fun playing with Ginerva. During one of Jörmungandr's spying missions he had reported to his father that Dumbledore had ordered Ginny to get as close to Harriet as possible as often as possible to try to get Harriet to accept her. With that in mind Ligia had researched the restraining order Harriet currently had against the Headmaster and modified it with some Asgardian magic. Once it was complete, whenever Ginny stepped within fifty meters of Harriet she would get a wild make over, from a clown costume to a rainbow tutu to puppy ears and a tail, all of which inevitably ended up with her being laughed out of the room. Ligia also made sure the entirety of first year knew of the Daily Prophet article that had come out labeling her as part of a poor and in need family; the end result being the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws trying to donate supplies and old clothes to her, Gryffindors looking on her with poorly concealed pity, and the Slytherins trying to 'help' by paying her for small tasks with sickles and knuts and the ever encouraging phrase 'Every knut counts!' Needless to say, Ginny was having a very hard time in Hogwarts and was in a near constant state of embarrassment.

Harriet herself was having fun slowly and methodically breaking down everyone's view of Lockhart with help from the Marauders of course. She had already spent most of her classes correcting him and had eventually challenged him to a teaching competition.

"Excuse me?" Lockhart laughed nervously.

Harriet smiled, "You heard me. I will take half of the class for three class periods to teach and you can take the other half for the same time and we will go over the same topic and whichever half of the class tests the best will show the winner." She laced her fingers together, "We can even set stakes." She gave him a mocking smile, "Unless you wish to admit defeat now Professor." She heard several Slytherins snicker.

Lockhart's jaw clenched but he gave his press smile, "If I win Miss Potter then you will stop interrupting me in class and serve three detentions to help me answer my fan mail."

"And if I win then I will set our lesson subjects for the next two weeks." Harri said.

Lockhart gave her disproving look before recovering his front, "Agreed Miss Potter." He twirled, his robes flaring, "Now, to split the class."

Harriet stood, "Now, now professor. Let's make it fair." She stopped in front of the Slytherin side of the room and gave him her own press smile, "I'll take the Slytherins and you can take the Gryffindors."

"That's not remotely fair!" Hermione exclaimed, "They're all purebloods! They've probably learned all this already!"

Harriet gave her a confused look, "Why would they be in school then? And there are plenty of purebloods in Gryffindor…"

"Why would you want to teach slimy snakes!" Ron interrupted, "You're a lion! They won't listen to you."

Harriet crossed her arms over her chest, "Maybe I'm just brave enough to face the snakes." She sniffed before turning to Lockhart, "Is the split alright with you Professor? We can make the subject on the patronus spell to keep it fair all around, I doubt anyone in this room has created one." She said pointedly.

Gilderoy's face went red but he simply sniffed, "It is an advanced skill but I'm sure the better teacher will be able to teach their students to create one, even if the students are only second years." He waved a hand at the door in a clear dismissal, "You can use the room a couple doors down to make your attempt at a class."

"Thank you." Harriet said lightly before picking up her stuff and leading the Slytherins down to the abandoned classroom. She waved her hand around and the dust cleared as Theodore Nott shut the door behind them.

"Lady Slytherin." Daphne Greengrass said stiffly, "How do you propose the we, dark witches and wizards, create such a pure light spell?"

Harriet lifted an eyebrow at her, "Just like everyone else Daphne." She said, "Put your stuff down please. This is a practical lesson, none of that reading a subject into boredom." She set her bag on the empty desk at the front before flicking her wand into her hand and directing the desks back to give them space.

"Can you create a patronus Lady Slytherin?" Pansy asked curiously.

Harriet smiled at the rather unfortunate looking girl before intoning, "Expecto Patronum." very clearly and directing Prongs from her wand. Prongs pranced around the group of snakes proudly before coming to guard Harriet who put her wand away but didn't cut the spell, showing off a bit for effect. Harri folded her hands in front of her, "The idea that a patronus can only be cast by light wizards is actually false. It's just a bit of propaganda that is spread by the light that is backed by the fact that it is such a complicated spell in the first place. However, as long as you have not completely rid yourself of your emotions you are perfectly capable of producing a patronus and the difficulty can be dealt with if you are taught correctly." Her smiled turned into a feral grin, "Now, ready to help me put that pompous wind bag in his place?"

Three classes later the winner was clear. Every second year Slytherin produced a full patronus. Draco's a viper, Crabbe's a bear, Goyle's an ox, Pansy's a Chihuahua, Blaise's a severe looking falcon, Daphne's an unimpressed looking cat, Tracy's a swan, and Theodore's a horse. None of the Gryffindor's could produce a full patronus and only Hermione and Neville could produce the mist.

Harriet very proudly handed the furious Lockhart a scroll with her lesson subjects before leaving the class with a smile to tell her mates.

The Monday after that class Harriet was with Lee and Luna in the Slytherin common room with a group of Slytherin's around them. The second years had told the rest of the house about Harriet teaching them the patronus and that had prompted a small but brave group to approach her to ask for the same. Harriet had happily agreed to teach them and was in the midst of correcting one of the fourth year snakes when she suddenly faltered, feeling Clint's bracelet disconnecting.

The fourth year looked to her worriedly but she just smiled reassuringly before excusing herself and pulling Luna and Lee aside, "I have a feeling I'm going to need to go here in a bit. Lee, I need you to go get Fred, George, and Ligia, they'll want to know and can help keep the Slytherin's in line." Lee nodded and hurried out of the common room.

Luna didn't even wait, she pulled Harriet's bag from her despite the Marauders protests and pressed Bucky into her arms. "You will need Bash for this. I will guard them."

Harriet nodded shortly before apologizing to the Slytherins she was teaching and promising to continue when she returned. She hurried over to the fire place and flooed to Salazar's study, just as she was spit out of the fire she felt Clint's bracelet connect again and immediately start screaming at her. She winced and barely felt Bucky nosing her in worry as the bracelet transmitted injuries from a noticeably more feminine body before the bracelet began to glow to signal her being called. Harriet put Bucky down and canceled his transfiguration before snapping her fingers, Dobby appeared a second later, "I need my gear and my emergency potions kit. You also need to bring Bucky's gear." Dobby popped away.

"What happened Harri?" Bucky asked, pocketing his now useless metal cat paw and putting his flesh hand on Harriet's shoulder.

"Natasha is hurt. Clint took his bracelet off and put it on her before calling me." Harri ground out.

"Why doesn't she have her own bracelet?" Bucky asked, "You gave me one."

Harri smiled up at Bucky, "You only took it because I said it would call me if Luna needed help." He blushed and Harriet straightened, "Even though we've been texting and they seem to believe in the time travel Natasha doesn't trust me yet. It will take her more to do so. A couple battles. I didn't want to rush her. I planned to send her and Phil one for Christmas for when they decided to trust me." She pulled Bucky's metal human arm from her pocket dimension and quickly connected it. Dobby appeared with two piles of clothes, a small leather case, and Bucky's weapons. "Thank you Dobby." Harriet said, she quickly did the switching charm to change her and Bucky into their mission clothes before moving to attach her potions kit while Bucky armed himself, finally she pulled her hood up and looked to Bucky, "This is your first mission back, if you need to let Winter take over that's fine. I can tell the difference." Bucky nodded before latching onto Harriet and tensing as she flamed them away directly to Natasha and Clint.

They arrived to the sound of gunfire and labored breathing, an arrow trained on them in an instant. Harriet raised her hands, "Easy Clint. It's just me." Harriet soothed as Bucky took stock of the security room they were currently barricaded inside.

Clint was in his mission clothes but they were singed slightly and he was breathing hard, sweat dripping from his face. "Who is he?" he asked warily, not moving from his position over the injured and unconscious Natasha.

"Part of our family." Harriet said, slowly lowering herself down in front of Clint, "I promise he won't hurt either of you. Just let me see Natasha before she gets any worse."

Clint's eyes flicked from the imposing figure Bucky cut with his leathers and metal arm to Harriet whose face was open and honest, her breathing even and the only emotion on her face was worry that was directed at Natasha. Clint dropped his bow down and moved away so Harriet could get to Natasha, "She's real bad. She infiltrated this place a week ago, it's one of the Shield/Hyrda bases. We were trying to get unencrypted information to see how far things went. They blew her cover yesterday and were torturing her to try and get her to tell them who ordered the mission." Clint said from his spot opposite of Harriet as she ran diagnostics and began to pour the more urgently needed potions down Natasha's throat.

"Have you blocked the communications out?" Bucky asked seriously.

Clint glanced up at him uneasily before focusing on Harriet to answer, "Yea, we cut off all communications out and Phil currently has snipers taking out any who leave. This has turned into a no survivors mission. I was sent in to retrieve Natasha before we blew the place. That might not even happen. Something alerted them to my presence after I had set the charges. I'm almost positive that they have been disabled now."

Harriet nodded as she worked, "I'll get Natasha as stable as possible and then you can carry her out while I and Bucky cut a path out." Harriet's eyes hardened and her jaw locked, "Then I'll burn the rest of them for hurting her." Clint gave a faint smile before looking up to Bucky.

"So you're part of our mysterious family?" he questioned, "What your shtick? If we and Stark are anything to go by then our family members aren't exactly normal."

Bucky chuckled, "I'm Bucky Barnes but for the last sixty years or so I was brain washed and known as the Winter Soldier."

Clint's eyes almost popped out of his head and his head jerked over to Harriet for confirmation, she just gave him a distracted nod, "Holy shit." He gaped up at Bucky before frowning, "You don't look sixty." Harriet snorted, "What? He doesn't!"

Bucky rolled his eyes, "I was cryogenically frozen and I have a type of super soldier serum in me."

Clint nodded in understanding before he narrowed his eyes, "Why are you telling me this?"

Bucky eyed Clint for several tense seconds, "Harriet says you can be trusted. I trust her." He shifted and crossed his arms across his chest, "Plus, your takin' out Hydra. You can't be a complete asshole."

Clint let out a startled laugh, grinning up at Bucky, "I like you man!" Harriet sent a soft smile at her brothers before focusing back on her task. She focused on Natasha's shattered right arm and waved her wand in a long motion to vanish the bone completely, making the arm turn into a limp noodle. "Shit." Clint muttered, Harriet looked up to find the threat but only saw Clint's eyes on Natasha's arm.

"It was completely shattered Clint. She would have needed pins and plates and she would never have gain full movement again. By vanishing it I can have my skele-grow grow her brand new bones." Harriet explained softly, she looked back down at Natasha to finish up the last bits that she could before they needed to move, "It's the only good thing I learned from Lockhart." She huffed, Bucky snorted.

"Whose Lockhart?" Clint asked.

"Remember that stupid blond I texted you about two days ago?" Harri asked, easing Natasha into a deeper sleep for the trip out.

"The idiot who couldn't teach the alphabet?"

Harriet nodded, "Him, my Defense against the Dark Arts teacher. It actually happened last time and he ended up vanishing the bones in my arm after I broke it falling from my broom."

"Dark arts? Broom? Just what kind of school is this?" Clint scoffed.

Harriet grinned at him, "Come on Clint. I expected better from you. You don't think I'm just some crack pot with a stick do you?"

Clint blushed, "We thought you were just an incredibly powerful mutant who made up special words and stories to help you cope with your powers."

Harriet giggled, "Nope, there is a whole bunch of who use the special words and stories. And we definitely aren't your traditional mutants." She glanced up at Bucky, "I feel like breaking out into 'It's Magic'." She hummed a few bars as Clint's jaw dropped.

"So you're…what? A witch?" Clint rasped.

"Looks like second times the charm." Bucky laughed.

"Seriously?!" Clint exclaimed, his surprise vanished into a wide grin, "Will you take me flying on your broom some time Sabrina? Do you have cauldron? A pointy hat?"

Harriet giggled as she stood, "Yes, yes, and surprisingly yes, quite a few." She snapped her potions kit back in place, "Alright, let's do this. What's the quickest way to the exit Clint?"

Clint quickly stooped and picked up Natasha in a princess hold. "Out this door, two lefts, a right, three flights of stairs down, a right, and a left."

Harriet nodded and flicked the safety off her gun as Bucky pulled two of his own, "There are four men waiting for us outside of the door." Bucky said, his voice edging on the Soldier.

Harriet raised her wand at the door, "Leave it to me. Ready?" they nodded seriously and she flicked her wand, "Bombarda Maxima!" she said evenly, the door blasted outward and screams sounded for a short second before the men were crushed by the heavy steel door. "Let's go." They turned left and Bucky shot forward as three more guards appeared around the corner, he took them down in seconds two with bullets between the eyes and the third with a kick that sent him into a wall. Harriet spun as she heard movement behind Clint and took out another two that had been coming from behind with over powered cutting curses.

"Holy shit!" Clint said again as he took in the beheaded Hydra agents, "Your like 12 right? Damn."

Harriet looked amused, "Technically I'm 26 Hawkeye."

"Still. Jesus." Clint breathed, following behind her. They took another left, dispatching another group of agents quickly and efficiently, they took the next right without issues but stopped when they heard a larger group of agents running up the stairs, heavily armed if their heavy steps said anything.

"Second exit?" Harriet asked Clint quickly.

"A balcony but my grappling arrow will only hold so much." Clint said.

"Is Artemis here?"

"She's with Phil." Clint answered cautiously.

"Is her armor charged?" Harriet asked, Clint nodded, "Lead on then." Clint frowned but lead them through this level quickly Bucky checking ahead while Harriet covered their tail where the larger group would be appearing any time.

"It's here." Clint announced just as the first of the security force can around the corner, guns already firing. Harriet threw up her shield just a bit too late and two bullets caught her in her side and in her gun arm. She hissed furiously, shoved the pain behind her shields, and cast fiendfyre, directing it at the men. Bucky and Clint watched with wide eyes as the men burned alive, their screams sounding tortured and raw.

"Go." Harriet urged, "We need to get out before the fire spreads."

"You can't put it out?!" Clint yelped.

"Of course I can." Harriet huffed, "But I did say I would burn them all for hurting Natasha." She glared at the burning men, "No one hurts my big sister and gets away with it." Harriet muttered darkly as Clint and Bucky shared a glance.

They made their way out onto the balcony and Bucky took down the two guards who were there. Harriet slammed the door behind her and iced it over with barely a thought. The balcony allowed them a view of several abandoned warehouses in the distance but on the same dock they seemed to be on. Clint went to the edge, "Artemis won't be able to hear me from here."

Harriet stepped up beside him and cast a feather weight charm on Natasha before putting her wand and her gun away, "Leave it to me." In the next second she changed to Glacia and perched on the balconies railing, she let out a screech that rang over space between the building they were in and the warehouses. Another screech answered her and seconds later the vague shape of Artemis was shooting toward them in the distance.

"Sweet!" Clint exclaimed as he took in Glacia, "What kind of bird are you?"

Bucky chuckled and pet Glacia's wing gently, "She's an ice phoenix." Glacia trilled in agreement.

"That is so awesome!" Clint cried excitedly, resisting the urge to touch her only because he had Natasha in his arms, Glacia puffed up proudly.

Artemis perched a few seconds later and Glacia chirped at her, making the hawk bob her head. Both took off and circled behind Clint and Bucky, latching onto their uniforms and lifting them up without hesitation. Bucky drew in a sharp breath but didn't dare moved as Glacia flew him through the air, Clint and Natasha carried next to him by Artemis. Glacia pushed forward as fast as she could, though the pain was behind her shields she knew that continuing to strain the wound in her arm with flying and shifting could cause problems later.

A few minutes later they landed in a warehouse that held only Phil and some equipment that he was no doubt using to monitor everything. Glacia could see Phil relax very subtly when he saw Clint and Natasha in one piece if not unharmed, she trilled her approval before releasing Bucky and changing back. "Agent Coulson." She greeted even as she took Natasha from Clint and moved her over to a table that held weapons, a subtle movement of her hand had them clearing off onto the floor so she could place Natasha down.

"Did you set the charges?" Harriet heard Phil asked Clint.

"They made my presence so fast I thought it more likely that they had been dismantled. Harriet set a fire though." Clint answered.

Phil came over to the table to stand opposite of Harriet, only glancing once at Bucky who stood by her protectively before addressing Harri, "Is the fire close enough to a source that will allow it to consume the building?"

Harriet didn't look up from where she was measuring out skele-grow, "It's fiendfyre, it will burn until everything around it is consumed or I put a stop to it." She tilted Natasha's head back and poured the skele-grow in carefully before looking up at Phil, "I can speed it up if you like, your snipers will be the fastest way to get any who manage to escape."

Phil's lips twitched up at the edge, "If you could."

Harriet grinned maliciously, "Let me wrap her arm." She pulled her wand from her thigh and flicked it over Natasha's arm, bandages shot out to wrap around her arm, keeping it in place. Harriet nodded before going over to the window that gave her the best view of the base she had just escaped. She felt for her spell and fed more magic into it causing the fire to flare and burn hotter, faster.

"Snipers." Phil called with his hand to his ear piece, "Shoot any and all who emerge from the structure." Phil and Clint watched the flame engulf the building stoically, feeling a little better seeing the place that had tortured Natasha burning in bright hungry flames. The building started to break down and the initial stream of fiendfyre arched up over the building in the shape of a snake, it's fangs bared menacingly as it dove in for another pass. Eventually all they could see was a pile of slowly burning rubble and Phil turned to Harriet, "Thank you Miss Potter, I think that will do it."

Harriet nodded and pulled all of her magic from the fire across the way, making the fire die down to just some tiny licks of regular flame that could be put out easily. Harri turned to Clint and Phil, "I've healed as much as I am able, unfortunately I am not fully trained Healer. I know just enough to get us by during a battle. You'll need to get her checked over further. Her new bone should be fully grown by tomorrow but I wouldn't take her out of the wraps for two days and then have her take it easy for another two after that. Other than that the arm should be fine."

"Will do Miss Potter." Phil said blankly.

Clint grinned, "Thanks for coming Harriet! I don't know what I would have done without you two showing up."

Harri softened a bit, "Of course Clint. I'll always do my best to be there for my family members." She threaded her arm through Bucky's, "Have Natasha text me when she wakes up so I know she's alright."

"Got it!" Clint chirped, he gave Bucky a cocky salute, "Nice to meet you! See you later!" he called just as they flamed away.

When they landed in Salazar's study Harriet sagged a bit, "Shit. I need to get the bullets out."

"Bullets!" Fred and George exclaimed. Harriet spun to see them, the Marauders in their human forms, and Luna waiting for them in the study. Luna went over to Bucky immediately and hugged him in a silent welcome.

Harri dropped into her chair and nodded, "Got my shield up a second too late." She said with a shrug, she snapped her fingers and Dobby appeared, "First aid kit and my night clothes please Dobby."

"Yes Harri Potter Ma'am!" Dobby chirped.

Fred and George rushed over to her and the Marauders came over to stand in front of the desk, watching nervously. Dobby popped up with Harriet's sleep pants and her tank top, she did the switching charm so Dobby could take her gear to be cleaned. The change in attire bared the bullet wound in her arm for everyone to see making James and Sirius flinched and Remus hiss in sympathy. Fred leaned over it worriedly, brushing his hand over it even as Harriet was opening the first aid kit with her teeth, "It's alright. It's not a bad one and the bullet didn't shatter." She reassured them all softly, she pulled the tweezers out of the kit and twisted as much as she could to get to the wound.

"You're going dig it out yourself?" Sirius yelped.

Harri cocked an eyebrow at him as she cast a weak scourgify to get rid of the blood, "You want to do it?" The Marauders blanched and Fred looked a little queasy at the idea of digging into Harriet, even to get a bullet out of her.

George nudged Fred out of the way, "I'll do it." He said determinedly, holding his hand out for the tweezers. Harri searched his expression for a moment before handing the tweezers over to him. He knelt beside her and carefully and as gently as possible dug the tweezers into the wound to find the bullet. She flinched as he began to pulled it free and he stopped for a moment.

"It's alright." She said, "It's just caught in the muscle." George gave a short nod but continued, once the bullet was pulled free Harriet covered her hand in blue flames and pressed it over the wound until ice formed over the wound. "There, it will be healed by morning."

George gave her a slightly wobbly smile, "And the other?"

Harriet began to draw her tank top up and James yelped, almost jumping across the desk to stop her hand, "No! No way!"

Harri rolled her eyes, "Relax dad, it's in my side, no higher." She shook his hand off and continued to pull her tank top up until the second wound was bared for them to see; there was more blood oozing from this one, making everyone gulp. Harri shifted a bit, "It missed my ribs but they were too far away with a too low of a caliber bullet for it to pass all the way through me." She cast the scourgify on the wound before pulling her hand back.

George steeled himself and edged forward to pull the bullet from Harriet's side, he bit his lip as he worked, grabbing her hand with his own when one movement had her squeaking in surprise and a bit of pain. Finally, after several tense minutes, he managed to pull it out of Harri and everyone let out a sigh of relief. Harri smiled at them as she iced the wound over, George rubbed his thumb over the back of the hand he had, "Anymore?"

Harri shook her head, "That's it. Thank you for helping."

"Of course." George said shakily, Harriet softened and moved so she could hug him, Fred joining them a moment later when Harriet tugged him down into the group. "Please be more careful." George murmured into her shoulder.

"I'll do my best." She muttered back.

It took a couple days for things to get back to normal after that. Fred and George stuck to Harriet like glue, like they had when they had first found out about the schemes of their family. They had insisted on checking the wounds the next day to make sure that they had really healed and had shared a weighted look when they saw the scars that clearly showed where the bullets had been. Harri reassured them that the scars would disappear on her next burn but they had replied that the scars weren't the problem. Harriet figured out the problem rather quickly when they threw themselves into the morning training sessions. Recognizing the symptoms of something that happened off and on last time Harriet had asked them to spar with her for the first time. Once she had them disarmed and pinned to the mat she was able to calm them a little and assure them that it wasn't their fault, that sometimes it just happened, no matter how trained someone was. After that they settled a little but still brushed their hand over the little scars every so often.

Harriet was making progress on the Lockhart front, the lessons she had given him were the correct topics for the second year class. Being actual factual lessons and not a bunch of fiction from his books meant that he was failing to teach them miserably. It was finally getting to the students and they were writing to their parents completely on their own initiative, something Harri knew was important so that Lockhart didn't accuse her of making them write. It was just after he had finished going through the lessons she had assigned him that word reached her about a board representative coming to see if he was really up to par to be a teacher here at Hogwarts. Once the news reached Gilderoy of this development he was pissed and he unwisely tried to take it out on Harriet.

Lockhart stormed into the classroom, all the second years tracked him warily as he made his way to the front of the room. "Today we're going over dueling technique." He said in a clipped tone as a dueling platform appeared along the front of the room. "Who shall I demonstrate with?" he said agitatedly, "Miss Potter!" he called, "You'll duel with me some we can show your fellow student the proper technique!"

Harriet gave a soft snort but set her bag on her desk and made her way up to the dueling platform, taking a rather upright and guarded stance on her end. "Shall we Professor?"

Lockhart was having trouble hiding his anger, even with his famous press smile, "We shall Miss Potter." They bowed to each other before Gilderoy swept his arm around dramatically to cast the first curse. Harri kept her movements tight and precise as she played with him, doing nothing but defense spells as she watched him over telegraph his movements and botch some of the easiest spells. She grew tired after several minutes of no challenge and struck hard and fast, three first year spells had him bouncing down onto his ass on the platform and a final disarming charm had his wand in her hand where she twirled it through her fingers, bowing to the clapping of her classmates.

Harriet walked over to Lockhart and leaned down close to him as she offered him his wand back, "You should know when you're beat." She whispered, "I don't know why you applied for this job but you are doing us more harm than yourself good." She stood and walked nonchalantly back to her seat.

It was a week after a surprisingly uneventful Halloween that the event that they had all been waiting for happened. During a Saturday training session Dobby popped into the Room of Requirement and announced to the entire group(sans Severus and Neville), "The young Weasley has been captured by Miss Samarra!"

Movement stopped and eyes turned toward Harriet who was in the middle of sparring with Loki who had changed back for the morning session, "Really?" Harri asked, a grin spreading across her face.

"Yes! Dobby be seein Miss Samarra put her tail on top of little red hair!" Dobby squeaked.

Harriet nodded and dodged as Loki tried to get in a hit while she was distracted, "Great, we'll be right down. Make sure to take her wand Dobby."

"Yes Harri Potter!" Dobby replied before popping away.

Harriet rubbed her hands together, "Whose coming?" everyone chorused their agreement and they quickly put themselves together to go down to the Chamber.

When they reached the Chamber of Secrets it was to find Ginny struggling helplessly against Samarra's tail, her eyes blood red, and spitting curses in parseltongue, that hilarious sight was helped by the fact that as soon as Harri got in range Ginny's appearance changed and she was dressed as a French maid. *Hatchling!* Samarra said happily, *You have come! Make the little red snack stop saying such vicious things about me!*

*What has she been saying about my darling Samarra?!* Jor hissed harshly as he slithered from his father's shoulders and enlarged himself so he could bare his fangs at the now wide eyed Ginny/Voldemort.

Harriet chuckled, *Don't worry Jor, she will be punished for saying things against Samarra.* Harriet came over to stand over Ginny, "My, my Tom. Looking a little girly today aren't you?"

The red eyes narrowed, "How do you know my name?" she spat viciously.

Harri hummed and bent down to pry the diary from her, "I know all your names. You're supposed to be my arch enemy after all, Voldemort." She taunted, she waved her wand over the book and suddenly Ginny began choking, "Know thy enemy, of course. I know all about you, your followers, your goals, and these little trinkets that split your soul and gave you immortality." Ginny continued to choke as Harriet weaved her wand tip in a complicated pattern until her head jerked violently and the red poured from her eyes and back into the journal. Harriet tossed it away just Ginny's eyes closed and the book began to glow. The glow drew away from the book slightly to form a semi-visible boy with black hair, pale skin, and deep blue eyes, "Tom Marvolo Riddle. We meet again."

Lee snickered, "You going for classic hero/villain dialogue?"

Harriet smirked but didn't take her eyes of her shocked looking enemy, "It's tradition!"

Tom glared at her, "Who the hell are you?" he growled.

Harri crossed her arms over her chest, "I am Harriet Potter, the-girl-who-lived, the-woman-who-conquered, the defeater of Voldemort, the Savior of the Wizarding World, etcetera, etcetera, pick one, they all mean the same person."

"No one defeats Voldemort!" Tom snarled.

"Kid, we saw it." Fred began.

"You got defeated"

"by three kids who"

"were some fifty years"

"younger than you and"

"the power of love!" the twins chorused together dramatically.

"Power of Love?" Tom sneered, "How utterly ridiculous."

Harriet rolled her eyes and let her power creep into her eyes, the distinctive color and the power she was letting off making Tom stop, "Oh please, save your sneers. Honestly, you aren't even the biggest threat to me anymore. I have faced down Gods and Monsters and Mistress Death herself armed with nothing more than that power you scoff at and look at where we stand. Me, here with my greatest strengths at my sides, and you, nothing more than a pale memory stuck in his past. You may have once been my greatest enemy but honestly, now, it is more out of pity and obligation that I will destroy you. You're pathetic and you wasted any and all potential you may have had on the wrong things for the wrong reasons. You're not worth the magic I will spend sending you into oblivion."

The Chamber was dead silent after her speech, most feeling no small bit of pride at Harriet's beat down. Fred and George specifically feeling slightly embarrassed and yet so very loved by their mate who just declared them her greatest strengths. They drew themselves up proudly on either side of her.

Tom blinked once and his entire attitude changed, his face morphing into a seductive smile and his eyes flaring red, "You would make me an excellent Queen."

Fred and George tensed and instantly slid their arms around her waist possessively, "That's not going to happen." Fred almost snarled, the twins drew their wands as one and aimed at Tom who looked slightly wary at the sudden power they were putting out.

"She's ours!" George growled before they cast fiendfyre as one at the younger version of the Dark Lord, the two spells joined and hit the young Dark Lord together. The spectral form of Tom Riddle screamed and wavered as the diary burnt, seconds before the Diary became ashes the spectral form disappeared altogether. Fred and George cut off the spell, breathing a little hard at the power and effort it had taken to hold the dark wild fire under their control.

Lee clearing his throat filled the relative silence and the trio turned as one to look at him, "Damn." He commented, looking at the pile of ashes that had once been one of the soul pieces of Voldemort, he looked back at Fred and George, "Possessive much?"

With the diary out of the way and Ginny oblivated of its existence(and a few other things, because Ligia was feeling a bit vindictive when Harriet taught her the spell) soon after, they were able to relax a little. Their routine went as usual as they moved into November, the easier atmosphere only being disrupted by the traitors attempts to get to Harri, Dumbledore's hilariously failed attempts to circumvent the restraining order, and the new board representative that was following Lockhart around, trying to teach him how to be a better teacher.

The school board rep was slowly losing her patience and Harriet was preparing for her final strike that would get Lockhart thrown out. She waited until she could practically see the woman's temples throbbing when she spoke to the blond git to put everything in place.

That evening she snuck into Lockhart's quarter's under the invisibility cloak and grinned when she saw that the idiot laid out his clothes the night before, she had worried that she would have to put compulsions on a certain piece of clothing to ensure that it was the one he wore the next day but this made it easier. She quickly pulled out some of the arcnomantula silk that she had harvested from the Forbidden Forest to help sew the runes into her mission jacket's hood and set to work on the ruffled shirt that he planned to wear tomorrow under his atrociously colored robes.

It was a simple line of runes with a simple purpose that would take effect on the user from the moment their skin touched the cloth. It was something Harriet had developed to help with interrogations after she had seen the almost outright torture of one who turned out to be innocent. The runes she used for the creation of her 'cloak of truth', as Clint had deemed it, was created to draw from the magic around them since most often they were interrogating muggles. This time she modified it just the slightest bit so it would run off Lockhart's magic, tying the runes even closer to him and ensuring that they would take effect.

When Harriet was done she bolted for the tower, almost cackling to herself, content with the fact that if everything went right she would be free of the blond peacock by tomorrow evening.

In the morning, she practically rushed through the training and dragged everyone down to the Great Hall early so they could get seats close to the front of the Hall for the best view.

"What has gotten into you?" Fred laughed lightly.

"Oh have you planned something?" George asked interestedly.

"Well I did go for a walk about midnight last night." She answered cryptically.

Lee raised his eyebrows, "Your new favorite victim?"

"I did say I wanted him out by Christmas." Harri said, wiggling her eyebrows. She perked up when she saw Lockhart enter with the board representative who was already looking angry as they made their way up to the front table. "Good morning Miss Crow!" Harriet called cheerfully, the woman's eyes skated over to her and she gave Harriet a soft smile and greeting in return.

"Oh Merlin, if people wouldn't think you'd gone crazy you'd probably be rubbing your hands together and cackling right now wouldn't you?" Lee sighed.

"Bruce used to say I'd make a great villain." Harriet giggled.

"And we'd be your"

"loyal henchmen." Fred and George offered, George snuck a quick kiss to her cheek, making Harriet blush, "Henchmen to the"

"most brilliant villainess"

"to walk the Earth."

"You guys are disgusting." Lee commented as he popped a piece of bacon in his mouth. Fred and George grinned while Harri just stuck her tongue out at him like the mature person she was.

As the hall filled up with students Harriet felt her anticipation rise, especially as Lockhart tried to draw the sweet Professor Sprout into conversation only to end up insulting her. Miss Crow's left eye was twitching and her grip on her utensils had her knuckles white. Lockhart made another wide gesture that almost hit Miss Crow while he was trying to explain another of 'his' grand adventures and that was it. "I've had it!" Miss Crow screamed, making the hall go quiet and all heads to swivel toward the head table.

Lockhart noticed the attention immediately, "Alright Miss Crow why don't…" he started with a nervous laugh.

"No!" Miss Crow screamed, "Do you even hear some of the words that come out of your mouth?! You are an idiot! You aren't qualified to teach a kindergarten muggle let alone magical children in this great school! What in the name of Merlin and Morgana made you think you were qualified to teach these children?" she demanded.

"Nothing." Lockhart answered immediately, he looked shocked at the answer that came out as did many of the students who were fans and Miss Crow herself. Lockhart laughed nervously, "I mean…" he struggled for a second, "Nothing." He said clearly, his eyes going wide.

"Nothing!" Miss Crow shrieked, "And you were accepted to teach students at Hogwarts?! What exactly did you put down on your application that got you accepted then?!" she demanded.

"My stories." Lockhart answer without hesitation.

"Stories?" Miss Crow questioned, everyone picking up on the word, "Not your adventures as you always called them?"

"They were not my adventures." Lockhart replied before slapping his hands over his mouth, his eyes wide with horror.

"Explain." Miss Crow said coldly.

Harriet huffed as Lockhart kept his hand over his mouth, that was the glitch in the cloak. It had to be in the form of a question for the runes to take effect. She coughed quietly and Severus' eyes landed on her, she locked eyes with him, 'ASK him.' she directed.

Severus nodded subtly, "Lockhart are you saying that you did not do those things in your books?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous.

"Of course not!" Lockhart ground out against his will, the room broke out into shocked whispers.

"Then who did?!" Miss Crow demanded.

"Just some nobodies that no one would be interested in if the story came from them." Lockhart blurted, that earned him some gasps.

Miss Crow looked furious, "Why haven't these people come forward if you have so blatantly stolen their stories?"

"I oblivated them and any who would remember the real story." Lockhart choked out.

Miss Crow glared at him, "I will not allow a criminal to stay in this school!" she screeched, "You will be out of here by dinner tonight and don't think for one second I'm not calling the Aurors!" she screamed as she made her way out of the Great Hall, Lockhart paling more and more as she went, "And the Daily Prophet!" she added before stalking out of the Great Hall with a frustrated scream.

Lockhart's eyes were wide and his face was white as a sheet, he quickly stood up and made for the exit but not before Marcus Flint stood up and shouted, "Hey Lockhart! Is it true that you were beaten by a little girl?!"

"Yes!" Lockhart squeaked in answer, as he fled the hall and, shortly thereafter, the school, leaving the entire school population in an uproar.

Later that night, in the Slytherin common room, everyone raised their glasses (filled with various liquids, some alcoholic and some not) for a toast led by Severus Snape himself. "To Lady Slytherin, who valiantly chased away the blond pompous windbag who was wasting everyone's time!"

"To Lady Slytherin!" everyone chorused, making Harriet blush and laugh happily.

Next time: Valentine's Day(twins courting), twins birthday, Spying on Dumbles and more!