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Chapter 29 :

"Okay, how on Earth did this happen Mr Potter?" Amelia Bones - the redheaded Head of the 'Department of Magical Law Enforcement' also known as the DMLE, also known as the magical police - asked. She was very surprised when she found out that not only had mass murderer and supposed right hand of he-who-must-not be named, Sirius Black, been captured along with Bellatrix Lestrange, another death eater who was related to Sirius Black and was one of the few people who had managed to escape Azkaban. She was even more surprised to suddenly find herself in a meeting with none other than Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived and person responsible for catching both Azkaban escapees.

She wasn't entirely sure what she had been expecting when she heard that she was going to meet a thirteen year old boy, even if he was a famous one. She had simply hoped that he would just not make her job even more difficult, that he wasn't an arrogant brat who would demand stuff as some people expected him to act. She had been hoping that he was the paragon of justice and peace that others had thought of him as.

She had gotten her answer when she entered the room, there was something oddly mature about Mr Potter, and not just in his posture. Nor was it simply his magnificent and very bright emerald green eyes which were twinkling much like how Albus Dumbledore's eyes would, no...Amelia Bones didn't know how to describe it. There was quite simply something other worldly about Harry Potter and the presence she could feel coming from him, it took her a considerable amount of effort to stop her chest from heaving and to stop herself from licking her own lips.

As she was sat in this interrogation room with Mr Potter, closed and warded off from the rest of the building, with only a table in-between them, she had some thoughts that she dissapproved of. Mostly thoughts centred on what she and Mr Potter could get up to while they were in a private place and wouldn't be disturbed.

"That is quite an interesting story." Harry said with a small smile before he stood up.

"Mr Potter?" Amelia asked, she was about to say more when she suddenly found herself no longer sitting on a chair, but was instead sitting on the edge of the interrogation table that had previously been between herself and Harry Potter. She was now facing in the direction of the chair that she had previously been sitting on while her legs dangling off the table and her feet touching the floor while Harry Potter stood in-between her legs. "Mr Potter! I..."

"Shush." Harry shushed her in a very gentle voice, despite how soft it was it had a ton of power and caused Amelia to suddenly become quiet, "I'll answer all of your questions, but first I want something from you."

"W...what?" She asked, only to let out a small gasp when she felt his hands slide up her legs before stopping on her waist.

"You're a smart woman, I'm sure you can work it out." Harry grinned before he captured her lips with his own.

"Oh, is wickle Siri jealous?" Bellatrix asked in a mocking baby voice when they were both sat in Malfoy Manor later, she wasn't too surprised that her beloved master had been so easily able to secure her and her cousin's release. Bellatrix also had a feeling that her lord had somehow managed to ensure Amelia Bone's loyalty, that was a mighty fine achievement, he would be able to do a lot more with the Head of the Department of Law Enforcement obeying his every command. Plus it helped that she had a really big rack.

"I'm not." Sirius sulked.

"Really? Because you sound like you are!" Bellatrix cackled. "You're jealous because my lord likes me more than he likes you!"

"I am not!"

"He likes me more than you, he likes me more than you!" Bellatrix sang.

"I am...not...jealous." Sirius said through gritted teeth. Though if he had to admit to himself then yes he was, how the hell did the world get so muddled up that his godson preferred his deranged cousin over his own godfather? 'Because she's sleeping with him, dumbass.' One part of Sirius's brain thought. 'Oh yeah, fair enough.' The other part replied as if it had just remembered that fact. "So...how does all of this work?" Sirius asked as he looked around.

In the room he saw he saw his three cousin, Narcissa and Andromeda were currently reading with a plate full of biscuits in-between them, in the room was also his niece Nymphadora Tonks - who had hexed him when he said her full name and warned him against doing so again in the future - but Sirius hadn't yet seen any sign of Lucius Malfoy which was very odd. Sirius of course had no desire to spend any amount of time beyond what was necessary in the blonde idiots presence but he had thought that he would see the bloke in his own house. It would be about half an hour later when Sirius would find out that Lucius was cleaning the toilets of the manor.

"Quite simple, we do whatever we want until Harry tells us to do something." Tonks shrugged. "Then we do what he wants, then when we're done we go back to doing what we want." She added with a grin.

"Right, you clearly take after Bellatrix." Sirius sighed.

"She does, I'm so proud of her!" Bellatrix cooed as she pulled Tonks into a one armed side hug, kissing her on the top of her head as she did so, like a proud parent would. Something which caused Tonks's grin to get even wider. "She'll loyally serve her lord, won't you Tonks?"

"Of course." Tonks easily answered.

"Dear Merlin, there's two of them." Sirius muttered to himself before he paused and realised something. "Bella, you're looking quite good for someone who had an extended stay in Azkaban. What potions did you use to fix yourself? Or was it a few spells?" He asked, knowing there was no way she would be able to naturally repair the damage that Azkaban would have done to her body, hopefully he would be able to quickly get access to whatever had fixed her, and soon. He was missing his previously brilliant good looks.

"Ah, my lord did this for me." Bellatrix smirked as she got up and twirled around in a circle before striking a pose with her hands on her hips. "I like to think that I look even better than before Azkaban."

"Hmm," Sirius hummed, he did think that she did but he wasn't going to tell her that. "So is that why you're so loyal to Harry? Because he repaired the damage you received from Azkaban?"

"Well...that's one of the many reason I serve him," Bellatrix said as she sat back down. "it also very much helps that he's hung like a fucking hippogriff." She added, Tonks gave a sombre nod at that.

"You will find that all of us are quite loyal to our lord," Narcissa spoke up, looking away from the book that she was reading. "we do as he says. A trait that you should pick up quickly."

"I'm not sure there's much point," Sirius said in a sad voice. "my own godson hates me." He said, letting out a heavy breath.

"He does not hate you," Andromeda patiently replied. "he is just disappointed in you."

"Well that's slightly better." Sirius said with a roll of his eyes.

"Sirius," Andromeda spoke again. "in Harry's eyes you failed in your duty as a godfather when you rushed off to find Pettigrew and let Harry be taken by Hagrid. Not only that but you also broke the promise that you made to Lily."

"I know, I know." Sirius said in a low voice as he ran his hands through his hair, he was barely resisting the urge to start pulling on them. "I fucked up, royally fucked up."

"You didn't think things through," Narcissa spoke up. "I suppose you could be given some leeway since you were very emotional and lost two of your best friends."

"And had been betrayed by another." Tonks helpfully added.

"Yes, thank you," Narcissa nodded to her before turning back to Sirius. "but you still did not think things through. The main reason why our lord is upset with you is because you broke your promise to Lily Potter, but have you thought about the other thing that you didn't think through?" She asked.

"Huh?" Sirius intelligently asked.

"What my lovely little sister is trying to say is you didn't really stop to think about how the events of that day were strange." Andromeda replied. "Think about it, Sirius, after the death of the Potter parents, you arrived and found them both dead, correct?"

"Yeah." Sirius said, nodding sadly.

"So you were the first on the scene?" Tonks asked.

"As far as I am aware, yes." Sirius answered, nodding once more.

"Well, then Hagrid comes, right?" Bellatrix asked, looking more serious than Sirius could ever recall her looking.

"Uh...yeah, yeah he did, why?" Sirius asked, wondering where they were going with this.

"Sirius, Hagrid's a nice guy." Tonks spoke up. "He's got a heart of gold, but...he wasn't really the best person to send."

"Eh?" Sirius blinked.

"Oh for Merlin's sake, you weren't always this thick." Bellatrix said under her breath before she gave Sirius a mild glare. "It doesn't strike you odd that Hagrid - a school gamekeeper who couldn't outduel me when I was in my teens since he can't do magic - would be the first person besides you to arrive at a house where Lord Voldemort and any number of his followers could be waiting?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. "Even if they weren't still there and waiting to ambush you all then what if the uneducated man ended up setting off a magical trap that they could have left behind?" She added.

"Oh." Sirius said in a soft voice as Bellatrix's words registered. "Oh!" He said in a louder voice when he properly understood what she was saying. "That...that is odd." He agreed.

"So is the fact that Hagrid wanted to take Harry to Dumbledore." Tonks piped up helpfully.

"Exactly," Narcissa nodded in an approving voice. "have a cookie." She said before she tossed one to to Tonks.

"Yay!" Tonks cheered before she began eating.

"How did Dumbledore know that Harry was alive?" Andromeda asked Sirius. "How did he know that it would be safe to send Hagrid? And those are only just a few questions that pop up when you think about that night."

"Or at least if someone with a brain thinks about that night." Bellatrix commented.

"Now Harry," Professor Dumbledore began as he looked across his desk to Harry who was sitting casually in a chair, standing on Professor Dumbledore's right was Professor Snape. "I would like to talk with you about your involvement in capturing Mrs Lestrange and Mr Black." He said, he had originally wanted to talk to Harry about what had happened earlier, instead of near the end of the year like he was now, but he unfortunately didn't have much time to talk with him since he had to do a lot of damage control and work in the ministry. He did have Minerva talk with Harry but he still wanted to hear the truth from the lad himself.

"Of course you would." Harry said with a small sigh.

"Show the Headmaster some proper respect, brat." Snape glared at him. Dumbledore was about to give Severus a mild telling off when Harry suddenly spoke up.

"Snape, do me a favour and drown yourself in a bath." Harry said, looking the potions master straight in the eye.

"What?!" Snape growled while Dumbledore looked at Harry with disbelief.

"Hey, if you're not going to live in a clean manner then you should at least try and die clean." Harry shrugged.

"You stupid, arrogant little brat!" Snape snarled. "Just like your father, it's a miracle that your big head can fit through the door, you..."

"Okay, you're boring me now." Harry said before he waved his hand and all of a sudden Professor Snape's eyes glazed over before they closed and he fell to the floor, his head bounced off of Professor Dumbledore's desk on the way down.

"Severus!" Professor Dumbledore gasped as he stood up.

"Ah, I wouldn't bother if I were you." Harry calmly said, as if his potions teacher wasn't lying unconscious on the floor less than a meter away from him. "He will wake up shortly, even though I'm sure that at least ninety percent of Hogwarts would prefer it if he stayed permanently asleep."

"Harry? What are you talking about?" Dumbledore asked, looking between Harry and Severus with confusion.

"You see sir, I've realised something, I'm not half as patient as I thought I could be." Harry said as he stood up and adjusted his clothes. "I've grown weary of having to maintain the act of being a perfect little boy for you, of course I'll keep it up for your fellow Professors, but I'm going to let you and Snape see just what the true Harry Potter looks like." Harry said before he pulled a note and a muggle ballpoint pen out of his pockets and began writing something down.

"Harry, what...what are you talking about?" Dumbledore asked, Harry didn't respond and instead pushed the note across the desk to Dumbledore. "What is this?" Dumbledore asked, gesturing to the note.

"This will be the time in which many, many inmates will be broken out of Azkaban prison." Harry smirked before turning around and walking to the exit.

"What?!"

"Yeah, you might want to hurry up on that." Harry said as he stopped and opened the door.

"How could you possibly know this?!"

"How could I not?" Harry turned and grinned at him. "It's my plan."

"Y...your...your plan?!"

"Yeah, like I said, you had better hurry." Harry said, he gave Dumbledore a wink before exiting from Dumbledore's office.

Dumbledore was about to follow after him but he looked down at the note and saw that the time was only five minutes away, it was more than likely that Harry was lying for some reason, but he didn't want to risk it. He had to get to Azkaban prison straight away!

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