Long Lost Lestrange

by Xhex25

Hermione discovers that she is not only adopted but someone kidnapped her. Bellatrix feels her magic react when Hermione is injured at the ministry. morally grey Hermione possibly becomes dark Hermione

3. 21-30

Chapter 21

'Minerva, lovely to see you again.'

'You as well Prya. How have you been?'

'Alright I suppose. Can you tell me anything about the weakening of the wards?'

'I'm not sure what you mean.'

'The wards have been gradually weakening and now we need to boost them. It will take several people to get the wards where they need to be. As Deputy Headmistress, what do you have to say about this?'

'I. I. I spoke with Albus about my concerns and he brushed them aside. I am always trying to improve the school. Ablus blocks most of my attempts.'

'Supposing that is true, why did you not petition the board for assistance?'

'I thought my concerns to be trivial after my conversations with Albus. There is no excuse, I understand any actions that need to be taken.'

'Good. Another matter I wish to discuss. Why is there so much bullying taking place in the halls? Are there not enough teachers around?'

'I'm not sure how to answer that. I will look into it.'

'See that you do. Have a nice day Minerva.'

.*

'Professor Flitwick, do you have a moment before your next class?'

'Of course.'

'Can you describe to me how the wards feel to you?'

'I have been asking Albus to strengthen them for years, he always tells me everything is in hand and not to worry. In recent years things have not been business as usual. A troll, a basilisk, dementors on the grounds, rather than around the borders of the school. I understood the tournament but I was not happy with it, and then last year with the blood quills? Either he didn't know, meaning the wards are far too weak, or even worse he knew and allowed all these things to happen.'

'You have given me much to think about, thank you for your time.'

.*

Walking along the halls in search of her comrades, Andi runs into Hermione.

'Ms. Granger? May I have a word?'

'Sure. Are you a member of the board?'

'Yes but I am also Andromeda Tonks, my sisters' names are Narcissa and Bellatrix.'

'It's so nice to meet you. Sirius speaks fondly of you.'

'He was such a sweet boy, but today I would like to talk about you.'

'Alright. What about me?'

'How are you adjusting? How did your friends take the news? Do you need anything? Have you spoken to your parents?'

'I think I'm adjusting fine, my friends had mixed emotions. Do I need anything? Just to be able to send mail, that seems to have been halted, is that why you are here?'

'Among other things, yes.'

'I attempted to write to my parents but after the first few letters my mail seemed to not be reaching anyone, Draco was helping me a bit but then the same thing happened to him. The only person I can communicate with is my boyfriend, George Weasley.'

'I'm guessing the content in those letters is less than substantial, more flirty then anything else?'

'Things are not always as they seem.'

'Indeed, once this mail situation is sorted do you mind if i write to you? I have precious few people to talk with anymore.'

'I would like that, thank you, Aunt Andromeda.'

'Andy. if you please.'

'Of course, Aunt Andy. I must be on my way to class.'

'Don't be late dear. We will talk soon.'

.*

The Board members meet up after that class to share what they learned. After everyone shares they decide it's time to talk with Albus. Swiftly they travel through the school heading for the Headmasters office. The gargoyle sees them coming and instantly opens the stairway. When they arrive in the office, Albus is standing near Fawkes' perch. He appears to be saying something, but he pauses as he realizes that he is no longer alone. Albus replaces the figure on his shelf and strides toward his desk.

Andy curiously hovers near the figures on the shelf. Nott and Travers arrange themselves on the other side of the room. Patel walks into the room and sits before the Headmaster's desk.

'Lemon drop?'

'No thank you. Albus we have discovered many distressing things today.'

'I'm not sure I know what you mean.'

'Bullying is running rampant in your halls, why is no one around to stop it?'

'I will admit things are a bit sparse in the hiring department but nothing damaging is happening I assure you.'

Andy carefully pushes her magic toward the figure on the shelf. A soft pulse meets her magic in response. She tries again a little harder and feels a stronger sense of magical energy. The signature is vaguely familiar but she cannot place it.

Patel opens her mouth before pausing, she clears her throat and begins again.

'Speaking of hiring, why have you had so many new professors in defence? That has to be detrimental to learning.'

'Those circumstances are beyond my control. We try our best to keep employees, I promise you.'

'Tell us again how the wards are fine?' asks Travers

'They may be a tad weaker then we would all prefer but they are working perfectly i assure you.'

'In that case I have nothing else to say to you.'

Andy follows the others out of the office despite her interest in the figures. They leave the castle and begin the walk on the way to Hogsmeade.

.*

Upon entering Hogsmeade village all four aparate to Malfoy Manor. Lucius greets them at the door.

'Judging by the looks on your faces, I'm guessing there is much to discuss?'

Nott nods.

'Alright head inside to the board room, I will have refreshments brought while I summon the rest of the Board.'

Moments later Lucius joins them and prepares himself a cup of tea. Before long the others begin arriving. Everyone takes a seat silently, all eager to see what was discovered at the school.

Travers clears his throat and stands. 'I think the most troubling thing we discovered was that the wards are dangerously weak, we will all need to agree on a time to visit to boost them. We may also need the assistance of some of the teachers.'

A few people gasp.

'Albus remains adamant that there is nothing wrong with the state of the wards.'

Travers sits down, and Nott stands.

'Next, we found a list of people who are having their mail monitored. There are 2 people that set up the monitoring system. The one from last year was made by Delores Umbridge and hasn't been assessed this year, we will be removing it soon, the other was set up this year, has been accessed regularly and is directly linked to Albus. I think we can let the ministry handle this.'

Everyone in the room nods agreement. Nott lowers himself into his chair and Patel stands.

'Third, is staffing. The school does not have enough adults wandering the halls outside of classes to prevent bullying, they barely have enough to cover classes. Albus states that the lack of employees is beyond his control.'

'What can we do?'

'Well for starters we can spend some time on site, in the long run we can begin interviewing to fill new positions.'

Patel sits down while everyone thinks about that.

'Anything to add andromeda?'

'I think we have covered everything. Who is contacting the ministry regarding these grievances?'

Mrs. Chang says, 'I will set up an appointment with the appropriate department as soon as I am able. Is there anything else to discuss?'

When no one says anything she stands and leaves the room. After that everyone begins to disburse.

.*

Ron manages his second dose for Harry without incident even if it was a day early. The third however he nearly forgot about it amidst all the excitement of another hogsmeade trip that weekend. Friday is when the potion needs to be ingested. That morning Ron woke with the others and purposely took extra time getting ready.

After his dorm mates all left for breakfast Ron pulls out the vials. The bright yellow of the potion glinting in the sunlight as he lifts it from the box. He puts the vial on the bed and closes the box before hiding it away in his trunk once more. He lifts the vial from his bed as the door swings open, Neville walks in and startles ron. Suddenly, Ron drops the vial and it shatters on the floor.

'Sorry mate, I forgot my charms book.'

Anger spreads throughout Ron.

'You don't know what you've done!' He yells.

Neville is confused, 'What was that potion?'

'Just forget about it.'

Ron shoves past Neville in an attempt to get away from the problem. What if he didnt have enough now? What if mum can't send more? Hopefully mum won't be too mad.

Neville looks at the mess on the floor that Ron left in his haste. Pulling on his dragon hide gloves Neville summons a jar and picks up as much as he can. There are several drops still clinging to the vial, maybe he can identify it and figure out why Ron was so mad? Either way he may have to wait til he is home to perform the needed tests to identify it. Neville places the jar in his trunk and locks it with his wand before grabbing his book and walking to breakfast.

.*

Everyone is getting ready for the trip into Hogsmeade Village, Harry is unable to eat breakfast.

'Harry? Are you ok, mate?' Neville asks.

'Yeah I just haven't been sleeping well i guess.'

'Are you still going into hogsmeade?'

'Yeah i should be fine.'

Neville follows Harry outside. Hermione joins the slytherins and Harry looks conflicted. Ron walks up to Harry and Harry furrows his brow and shakes his head several times. Harry takes a step away from Ron closer to Hermione but Ron steps in front of him again. Something seems stranger than normal.

.*

Ron walks up to Harry. 'What are you staring at?'

'I wanted to talk to Hermione.'

'Why would you want to do that? We are supposed to go to Hogsmeade together, don't you remember?'

'No.' Harry says, shaking his head. 'I need to talk to Hermione.' He shakes his head again. He takes a step toward Hermione.

'Harry, what are you doing? Let's get in that carriage.'

'I- yeah sure. Let's go.'

.*

Chapter 22

Hermione and her friends head into the village for a relaxing day of shopping. As soon as she gets into the village she spots george. Suddenly her face breaks into the biggest grin.

George.

'Why didn't you tell me you were coming?' Hermione rushes over and wraps him in a hug.

'I told you I would plan to visit you every time you were in the village. How is this a surprise?'

'I guess I forgot.' Before she can say anything else he pulls her into a passionate kiss.

Someone behind her clears their throat. The couple looks at Hermione's Slytherin friends. George keeps Hermione in his arms as she spins around to talk to her friends. George rests his chin on her shoulder.

'Oh I'm so sorry. This is my boyfriend George. George, these are my newest friends. Theo Blaise, Tracy, and Daphne, and this is my cousin Draco. I promise he has improved since we learned we were related.'

Before anything else can be said Ginny walks up.

'Hey Gin, how is school this term?'

'George? What are you doing here?'

'Well, I came to visit my favorite people still at hogwarts.'

'Of course you did. I'm sure it has nothing to do with you wanting to snog Hermione.'

'Maybe a little.'

'I miss you and Fred. Tell him I said hi.'

'I will Gin. What are you all up to today?' George looks around at the group. Draco is watching Ginny walk away while the others are looking at the shops. 'Can I steal you away or do you have plans? We can meet up with them for lunch?'

Everyone nods in agreement.

'Alright see you all later.' George pulls Hermione with him as he begins walking. He slings an arm around her shoulder and pulls her close.

'We can talk near the shack right?' George whispers in her ear before placing a kiss on her neck. Hermione enjoys the feeling of his lips before nodding. They walk away from the village and along the path to the shrieking shack.

No one else is around. George walks closer to the nearest tree. And leans against it. Hermione steps between his legs and gives him a hug. Rather than beginning to talk, George pulls Hermione into a slow kiss.

'I thought you wanted to talk,' Hermione whispers breathlessly.

George chuckles, 'this is much more fun.'

They continue kissing for a while before George tells Hermione the latest news around the order, describing the unrest and the increased patrols. In return Hermione tells George of the visit from the board of governors.

When they decide to walk back toward the village, George asks, 'is there something going on between Malfoy and Ginny?'

'I think they like each other but neither has done anything more than flirt.'

'Alright. As long as she likes him and he treats her right. How are things with Harry and Ron?'

'Ron and I are still not speaking. He attempted to hex me recently but I was faster. And Harry, I thought he wanted to remain friends but he is back to spending all his time with Ron again. I guess we will see if things change.'

'I'm sorry this is so tough on you. I can't imagine losing friends over something as simple as your name.'

'Thank you George,' Hermione wraps her arms around George and pulls him into a long hug.

.*

Hermione and Neville are discussing a new Herbology book Hermione found in the village over dinner. When Harry arrives for dinner he looks like he wants to sit with Hermione. Neville looks up and sees the conflict in Harry's eyes.

'You alright mate?'

'Huh? Oh yea just looking for a place to sit.'

'Sit with me?'

'Sure Nev. How have you been?'

'I'm alright, how are you?'

'Not sure. I thought I was still friends with Hermione but now it feels like my mind is fuzzy when I think about talking to her.'

'That is strange. What about Ron?'

'I think I'm supposed to meet Ron for something but I can't remember why.'

'Interesting.'

Ron gets Harry's attention by handing him a goblet of pumpkin juice. Harry takes a large drink from it before focusing on quidditch conversation with Ron.

Turning away from the boys, Nev looks at Hermione, who is doing her best to pretend Ron is not nearby.

'Hermione, I'm confused about something. Can we talk privately?'

'Sure Nev, but can it be tomorrow? I'm eager to start reading this book. I think I almost have an idea for a research project but I need more information first.'

'Alright, Hermione tomorrow it is.'

.*

Ginny finds herself on the pitch before breakfast at the end of november. She is alone and practicing her maneuvering. She has no bludgers or opposing cheers to dodge but she tries her best. After some time she begins to fly laps around the pitch.

Unknown to Ginny, someone else walks up to the pitch this morning. He was also interested in an early morning workout. Draco looks up at the redhead, realizing she has no idea he is watching. He watches as she skillfully dodges her imaginary foes. Her body is slender but without the heavy robes of their uniform he can see curves that he cannot help but admire.

Ginny transitions to doing laps while Draco mounts his broom and rises to her height.

When he is close enough, Draco calls, 'Morning Red.'

Ginny startles slightly before relaxing when she sees Draco matching her speed.

'Morning, Dray.'

'Ready for that race?'

'I actually was thinking about taking a break. Walk around the lake with me?'

'That sounds nice too.'

Together they descend to the grounds and walk their brooms to the storage shed. As they begin walking down the path away from the pitch their hands brush against one another. Slowly Draco links his pinky with Ginny's and she doesn't pull away. Out of the corner of his eye Draco sees Ginny blush slightly.

'What are you doing out this early Red? I thought you would be sleeping until closer to breakfast.'

'I guess I had a lot on my mind. I thought flying around might help some.'

'Did it?'

'No, not really.'

'Is there anything I can help with? Even if it is just to listen.'

'I'm not sure, I guess talking it out might help me think it through.'

'Do you want to keep walking or sit for a bit?'

'I think I want to sit.'

Ginny points out a place near the lake where a boulder can be seen. Draco follows her into a secluded clearing. Ginny walks to a fallen tree and sits down facing the lake. Draco slides his leg over the tree until he is now looking at Ginny.

'I'm all ears, start whenever you are ready.'

'Mum wrote to me, she is unhappy that I have been hanging around Hermione and. . .' Ginny's voice falters.

'And various Slytherins?'

Unable to speak, Ginny nods. She cannot look in his direction.

'Did her letter upset you?'

Again Ginny nods. Her eyes are closed and she is fighting to keep from crying.

'She is my mum. I'm supposed to trust her advice. But I don't think I am doing anything wrong. Slowly tears escape and run down her cheeks.

'Hey, don't cry.' Draco scoots closer and wraps her in his arms, holding her close. 'Have you spoken to your father?'

'Dad said he will talk to mum about Ron but I received mum's letter before dads and I'm not sure what to think. I guess I will see them both for Christmas but until then.' Ginny's voice trails off.

'Until then? What do you want to do? I like spending time with you but I promise I don't want to cause trouble for you.'

'It's not you causing trouble.' Ginny reaches up to wipe the tears from her face. 'Ron is, and I can handle him myself. You are warm.'

Pulling his cloak around them both Draco comments, 'I didn't realize how chilly it was this morning. Do you want to head back inside?'

'No, just keep hugging me a little while longer? It's soothing.'

'Anything for you.' Draco dips his head to place a kiss on her temple.

Ginny smiles into his chest and relaxes into his embrace. Looking up, Ginny notices Draco's smile as he looks down at her.

'I think it is almost time for breakfast. We should head back inside.'

.*

Hogwarts Headmaster Pilfers Post

Children not writing to you as often as you like? Or is their mail being monitored and stolen. News has reached this reporter that several students' mail has been redirected or halted all together. It is understood that our children go away to school for the majority of the year but they are supposed to be able to correspond with family members as often as needed. Suddenly students are unable to send or receive letters from parents.

Who is responsible for these atrocious actions? Sources point to the headmaster and former teachers. Is this the man you want running our school? Caring for the welfare of our children? I, for one, am truly appalled by this behavior. The ministry was unavailable for comment but the minister has been in meetings nearly nonstop for days. The headmaster has not been available for comment. I wonder what else we have to learn while this man retains his titles and positions.

.*

Chapter 23

Molly,

Ronald seems to be falling behind in several of his classes this year, I'm not sure what the cause is. He seems to be studying, however this is not improving his grades. At this rate he will fail the year. Please speak with him on this matter. If he is taking too many classes we can drop some in the upcoming term. Please let me know how you wish to proceed.

Minerva McGonagall.

.*

December arrives and the castle is filled with cheer. Hermione has been sharing her WWW boxes with her friends intending to become more relaxed this wintery season. Unfortunately not everyone looks like they are enjoying the weather. A somber looking Professor McGonagal approaches one afternoon.

'Ms Granger, please come with me to the Headmasters office.'

'Yes professor, just give me a moment to gather my books.'

They walk in silence. When they reach the top of the stairs the door opens on its own.

'Ms. Granger, please come in. Would you like a lemon drop?'

'No thank you, Headmaster.'

'I have some bad news for you my dear. Your parents have been attacked. We believe the Death Eaters were unhappy that they discovered their daughter was raised by muggles.'

Hermione mentally shakes her head. Physically she tenses up and trembles her lips.

'Are they ok?'

'Unfortunately they are both dead.'

'No Hermione gasps, 'that can't be true. You are lying.' She is sobbing now.

'I wish I were, Ms Granger. I'm sorry you have to learn about it this way. I can give you a few moments if you need? After that I need to go over some things with you.'

'No, I will be alright. What else do we need to discuss?'

'You need a guardian for the remainder of your schooling.'

'Why? I'm 17.'

'All students have a guardian that can be contacted in case of an emergency. Or for disciplinary purposes.'

'Fine, contact my parents.'

'That's not possible.'

'My aunts? Narcissa or Andromeda?'

'Narcissa is not possible either.'

'She already has a child here. Why is it not possible?'

'The order will not send you to live with Death Eaters.'

'Hmm. Sirius then? He is my cousin.'

'He is an escaped convict.'

'Is he? Show me his conviction. Or any other document alluding to a trial.'

'You don't understand the inner workings of the Wizengamot.'

'And whose fault is that? Who had me raised as an ignorant muggle for 11 years?'

'Regardless of who is at fault, we need to find you a guardian.'

'Can I emancipate myself?'

'Not possible in the wizarding world. The Weasleys have offered.'

'What about Professor Lupin?

'There are laws around werewolves that prevent him having custody.'

'Do I even have a choice in this?'

'Of course you do. That's why we are discussing this.'

'Then I will choose my aunt, Narcissa Malfoy.'

'You can't.'

'You said I have a choice.'

'Not one that will get you killed.'

'It wont.'

'You can't know that.'

'Neither can you. Floo her. I'm sure she will happily take me on.'

'Fine arrangements can be made but not early enough. Plan to spend winter holidays at Grimmauld place.'

'If I am going to be living with Aunt Narcissa, shouldn't I visit over hols to get acquainted?'

'There will be a screening process before guardian status is obtained.'

'Fine. I will be at Grimmauld Place but you can't keep me there.' Hermione stomps out of the room and down the spiral staircase.

.*

Theo rounds a corner while reading a book. Out the window the snow is coming down furiously. At the end of the hall theo hears someone skipping and humming in rhythm. Theo continues to read as he ables down the hall.

As he approaches the end of the hall he hears the skipping stop. The person is facing the window, her humming has become singing off key and it is growing louder. Looking up from his book finally he sees Luna gazing down a glass hall.

Theo gasps, that was a window, wasn't it?

'Luna?'

'Hello Theo. Lovely to see you here.'

'Where is here?'

'Not sure yet, but I think it's time to explore. Are you coming?'

'Of course,' Theo takes her hand and they begin to walk down the beautiful hall. At the end of the hall there is an elegantly decorated sitting area.

'This is astonishing.'

After looking around, they settled into a loveseat. For the rest of the afternoon they stayed in that room enjoying each other's company.

.*

Hermione is not happy after leaving Dumbledore's office. Feeling slightly overwhelmed, Hermione walks to the kitchen to ask for afternoon tea. Winky is in the corner. Still drunk on butterbeer. Dobby shuffles a partition around to hide Winky.

'Sorry Missy Mione, Winky is not wells.'

'Does she still miss having a family?'

'Yes, Missy Mione. She feels like a failure.'

'Explain to me this bond with her family. Why does it affect her this badly? Is it just grief?'

'Missy mione. She is losing magic. She needs a family to be healthy. Without family to share magic house elveses cannot live. And a house without elveses attract too many other magical pests.'

'Can an elf be tied to one individual person rather than an entire house?'

'An elf bonds to one person. All others in the house are important but not first. Seconds? Still important but not top.'

'I think I understand a little better now. Can anyone bond with an elf or do they need to be head of house?'

'Adult? Of age? Not childrens.'

'Thank you, Dobby.'

'Can you bring Winky here?'

Dobby shuffles away and Hermione sips her tea patiently. Dobby drags Winky over to Hermione. Winky is loudly disagreeing with Dobby's idea to see Missy Mione.

'Winky, look at me.' Winky looks up and closes her mouth. It had been so long since someone spoke to her with authority, she missed it. 'Winky answer me. Do you want to bond with a family again?'

Winky drops her head to her chest in sadness. 'Yes miss, but Winky does not deserve it.'

'That wasn't the question. If you found someone in need of an elf would you bond with them?'

'You know someone who needs Winky?' Hope shines in her eyes as she looks up at Hermione.

'I think I might, but it will be a very secret. Is that something you would be able to do?'

'Miss, once Winky bonds to new family, no others will know about house business.'

Looking around, Hermione realizes all the other elves have left them alone except Dobby.

'Dobby, where are the other elves?'

'They leave you to discuss house business.'

'But you are still here.' Hermione says in confusion.

'Dobby wonders if Missy Mione needs 2 elvses.'

'I thought you liked being a free Dobby.'

'Dobby does, but Dobby gets weak. Dobby needs a family again.'

'I'm not sure if I have enough work for 2 elves, Dobby. But I may have an idea. Can you give me some time?'

'Yes, Missy Mione, Dobby can wait, please don't forgets.' Dobby disappears a second later.

'Winky, how do I bond with you?'

'Hold Winky's hand Miss. Repeat after me. I claim this house elf as my own. To serve my house alone. As I will so mote it be.' When hermione begins to repeat the oath their hands begin to glow. As she finishes the warm glow washes over their entire bodies.

'Miss, you are my mistress now. Thank you.'

'I have many things I need help with but first how long until you are sober? Oh sit with me.'

Winky gasps and shakes her head.

'None of that. We are family now right?' Winky nods slowly. 'So you will sit with me and have tea when it is safe to do so.'

'Yes miss. Sober? Maybe a day or two.'

'Alright can you continue working here without arousing suspicion? Or will you need to leave.'

'Miss,I will work here. When you leave I will come with you.'

'Can you do that without being seen?'

'Yes miss. What about other elves? Where I am spending my holiday there will be another elf.'

'Talk to elvses master. They cans order secrecy.'

'Alright, after I talk with him I will call you. I will return in two days when you are sober. You may continue to drink in your spare time if you want but I would prefer you were sober when I call you.'

'I promise not to drink too much any more Miss.'

'Call me Lyra.'

'Yes Missy Lyra.'

'Can we talk by the lake for privacy?'

'Yes, Missy Lyra.'

'Good. Enjoy the rest of your day.'

'Yes missy lyra. You toos.'

Hermione walks out of the kitchen with a smile on her lips.

.*

Chapter 24

Hermione returns to the kitchens in two days time. Wnky is sober and properly dressed in a blue sundress with pink polka dots. When she sees Hermione she hurries to gather a simple tea service for her new mistress.

'Thank you Winky. Are you feeling better?'

'Yes, Missy Lyra. I feels much betters.'

'Good. Thank you for the tea we have much to discuss. I will need you to tell me if what I am asking of you won't work or is not possible. Do you understand?'

'I thinks so Missy Lyra. I can say it's not ok?'

'Yes, at any time. Preferably when we are alone but I won't stop you from speaking your mind.

'This be new to Winky. May take practice.'

'I understand. No one is to know you are my elf. Unless I introduce you specifically.'

'Yes, Missy Lyra.'

'When away from Hogwarts we will have more people watching me. Can you read and write?'

'A little?'

'Do any other elves?'

'Dobby does.'

'Can he teach you? I will pay him for his services.'

'I will ask.'

'If you can learn, you can leave a note somewhere, I can find it and I can call you when I am alone.'

'Yes, Missy Lyra.'

'Do you have any questions?'

'Not… now…'

'Don't push yourself. I understand that I am asking you to change your way of thinking. I may need you to deliver mail for me as mine keeps getting intercepted. Do you have any limitations?'

'Persons may know I'm yous elf if i brings thems notes.'

'That is true. We will only send notes to trusted people then.'

.*

Humble Headmaster or Terrifying Tyrant?

There are many who have fallen under the guidance of albus. It is common knowledge that dumb defeated grindlewalk but have you heard the whole story? It's been said that Gellert and Albus were romantically entwined. That battle that led to the defeat? That could easily have been a lovers spat. What was Grindelwald doing that caused Dumbledore to 'defeat' him? Remember it is always the victor who dictates the story told for the history books. You can never tell how far his reach will stretch.

More recently Albus and former auror moody have been becoming closer as the years continue. How close? Well that could be a matter of opinion. These two men are often seen conversing about a variety of topics.sources say these men seem rather close. Albus did hire this long time friend for extra security for the triwizard tournament and there are reports that Moody spent an exceptional amount of time being persuaded to accept the post. Just what kind of persuasion was required? With a former auror as an ally one must ask, just what is Albus capable of? Who else does he count as an ally?

.*

Neville notices Harry hanging out with Ron.

'Hey, how is Hermione today? I haven't seen her since breakfast.'

'How should I know? It's not my job to watch her.'

'I thought you were still friends at least.'

Conflicting emotions war behind Harry's eyes, when he blinks they are gone and Harry turns away from the conversation. Neville doesn't know how to react to that so he walks away. When he gets back to his room he finds the jar he stored the remains of Ron's broken potion and pockets it.

.*

'Madam pomfrey? Can you identify a potion by sight or possibly smell?'

'Depending on the potion, why do you ask?'

'I startled someone and they dropped this potion. I was hoping to identify it so I could replace it. It seems rather important to them.'

'I see. I think you would be better off asking Professor Snape. He is familiar with a wider variety of potions than I am.'

'I understand thank you.'

'Have a nice day.'

.*

'Professor, may I ask you something, if you are busy sir I can come back another time.'

'You are here now Longbottom. No need to waste my time on two separate occasions.'

'I wondered if you could help me identify a potion. There was a mishap and I wanted to replace it.'

Of course there was a mishap. Do you have a sample of this potion or am I supposed to start guessing?'

'Here it is sir.' When Neville hands over the jar containing the potions remains Snape's face hardens before he becomes dismissive again.

'Well? I clearly need to run tests before I can give you any answers. Come to my office on Monday before dinner, with any luck I shall have some answers for you.'

Neville walks out of the classroom in such a hurry he didn't notice the person walking down the hall, until he collided with her. As they stumble, Nev wraps his arms around her supple form and steadys them both. Tracy looks over her shoulder at the muscular body currently wrapped around her.

'Oh hello Nev.' She says softly.

'

I'm sorry for bumping into you. Are you alright?'

'I'm fine. Where are you going so fast?'

'Away from Snape. I mean nowhere specific. What about you?'

'I was going for a walk in the forest.'

'Alone?' Nev clears his throat. 'I mean may I accompany you?'

'I would like that.'

.*

Harry spends his days in a fog. He is not focusing in classes. He hardly spends any time studying.

'Hey Harry.'

'Hi Ron.'

'Whatcha doing?'

'Think I'm going to go for a walk.'

'I'll come with you.'

'I would like to be alone. See you later.'

Harry turns away and Ron begins counting on his fingers. Suddenly he curses and runs in the direction of Gryffindor Tower. Harry continues walking until he is alone in a corridor. Harry leans his head on the cold stone wall. Someone walks around the corner and nearly runs into Harry.

'Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't see you there.'

'It's ok I shouldn't have stopped this close to the corner.'

'Are you ok?'

'Not really.' Harry looks into her beautiful chocolate brown eyes. Daphne Greengrass has always been pretty but today- there are no words to describe.

'I-' Harry seems to have forgotten how to form words.

'Come on, I will get you to Madam Pomfrey.'

Harry shakes his head slowly.

'Do you need to go to the infirmary?'

'I don't think so. I … never mind, I'm sure it's nothing.'

'What's wrong?'

Harry looks up and sees her concerned look. Harry looks away and clears his throat.

'N-n-no I think I was just dizzy for a moment. I'm better now.

'Alright,' Daph looks at him worriedly. 'If you insist. I guess I will be on my way.'

'Where are you headed?'

'Library. I want to work on my Potions essay.'

'Mind if I join you?'

'I'm meeting some friends but sure. As long as nothing causes me to get kicked out of the library.'

'I promise to be on my best behavior.'

A small smile appears before she turns and begins to walk down the hall.

.*

Neville climbs the stairs to his dorm and sees Ron hovering around Harry's bed.

'Hey, Ron.'

Ron jumps as if startled.

'What's wrong?'

'Nothing.' Ron quickly leaves the room and Neville looks around.

There seems to be a drink and some treacle tart on Harry's bedside table. Harry never keeps a snack beside his bed unless he recently returned from the infirmary with an armful of snacks.

'Ralts?' Neville whispers.

'Yes, master?'

'Take that drink and snack. Store it for me until I say otherwise and replace it as soon as possible.'

'Something wrong with it?'

'I don't know. Just hurry please?'

'Yes, master.'

A soft pop echoes through the room as the small elf disappears. When she returns with a new snack to place by Harry's bed she has also brought a snack for Nev.

'Master must eat more.' Nev walks over to his bed with his snack as he takes a bite to humor the elf.

'Yes, Ralts. Tell gran I look forward to seeing her over break. Have a nice night.'

Another soft pop sounds as Harry enters the room.

'You look awfully happy.'

'Really? I had a nice evening.'

'Did you? How so?'

'I spent the evening in the library. Daphne sat next to me and I don't know if it was just relaxing I guess.'

'That's great mate.'

'Who left this by my bed?'

'Ron was over there when I came in, could've been him.'

'Hmm ok,' Harry begins to eat the snack.

'Do you like Daphne?'

Harry chews thoughtfully. 'Maybe? I'm not sure but I like talking to her. She treats me like I'm a real person, not just a celebrity.'

'Sounds pretty special. I hope you and her can spend more time together then.'

'Yeah.' Harry murmurs. 'Me too.'

.*

Mum,

Something is wrong. I left a special snack for Harry by his bed. He ate it but he is acting like he used to again. I had to leave the room for a moment when Neville came in because he caused me to drop a dose last week. I think he may be suspicious. Also I no longer have enough to get through until hols. Please send more.

Ron

.*

Chapter 25

'Hello everyone.' Looking around the room, Voldy sees all his Death Eaters waiting silently for him. 'Today we are going out.'

Everyone looks concerned but follows along. As they walk Voldy casts a glamour reverting himself to look like Tom again. Once he is outside, Voldy pulls out a long rope. Everyone grabs hold and waits a moment before the portkey activates.

Looking around several people are confused.

'My Lord? Are we at the Puddlemere stadium?'

'Yes we are. I have a meeting with the coach, at which time whoever of you wish to can play a pick up game with the team. Call it a skirmish if you will. I have been informed the rest of you will have access to refreshments. Enjoy.'

Voldy walks off the field in search of the coach's office. Several members immediately alter their appearances to avoid another arrest. The team flys out and looks down at the gathered group.

'Who are we playing against?'

Mulciber, Avery and Travers volunteer for chasers, Crabbe and Goyle volunteer for beaters, Dolohov becomes keeper and Rabastion agrees to be seeker. The newly formed team is escorted to the locker room to get ready for the skirmish. They are given practice robes and new brooms to use. Thunderbolt for seeker, Nimbus 2002s for chasers and keepers and the latest Cleansweeps models for beaters. Each broom tailored to the position perfectly.

The remaining group are led to the players box, looking around everyone marvels at the comfortable seating available, various drink choices muggle, wizarding, alcoholic and non. There is also a variety of snacks to choose from as well as instruction on ordering anything else that is desired. Many settle in and begin placing bets on who will win.

.*

Voldy enters the coaches office.

'Ah, right on time, Tom. What did you want to discuss?'

'Have you considered a summer camp for owls students (1-5 years) to give more students a chance to learn the basics of the game?'

'Considered? Sure. Can I find the capital? Or staff? Depends I suppose. Why do you ask?'

'I want to propose a trial run for this coming summer. And I want to include incoming 1st years, give them a chance to learn flying before entering hogwarts. Give all the children a chance to interact before the sorting.'

'What about the children who are not athletically inclined?'

'Jr coaching, referee, announcer. Researching rules or team stats, even popular plays.'

'Alright, I can see how this can be helpful in teaching the children possible career ideas. Funding?'

'I'm sure I can find several who are willing to assist in funding this endeavor.'

Voldy looks out the window and sees Avery with the quaffle weaving and diving around his opponents narrowly avoiding a bludger as he lines up his shot, the opposing keeper fails to defend his goal.'

'I wonder what the score is out there?'

'60 Puddlemere-120 visitors,' the coach answers before thinking about it.

'How did you?'

Coach taps his desk and the scoreboard rises from the corner.

'That's handy. Do you often observe skirmishes from your office?'

'No, but sometimes paperwork must get done.'

'True.'

'So you have discussed OWLS students are you not trying to offer anything for NEWTS students?'

'Actually I was thinking they could be team leaders. Obviously there will not be as many needed but they can run group activities or monitor flying to watch for injuries. Sometimes just having something fun to do in the summer can help students enjoy their summers.'

'You have really thought this all through. If you can guarantee funding I will pitch this to the team owner. See if we can get this planned before the coming summer.'

'Alright let's go see how our charitable donors are faring against your professional team.'

'Lead the way.'

The massive scoreboard flashes 80 puddlemere - 170 visitors. Looking out across the field Voldy sees Rabastian and his opponent neck and neck chasing their target across the field. Both hands are outstretched as they fight to get closer. Pulling up nearly simultaneously both men streak higher and higher. Before dropping into a dive that moves in a bit of a corkscrew. Suddenly the puddlemere seeker lets out an excited yell. Both men level off and decrease speed. The new score is 230 puddlemere - 220 visitors.

'Your team is impressive. They should come for another skirmish sometime.'

'I will let them know you said that.'

Once everyone is cleaned up after the match and gathered in the players box, Voldy gets everyone's attention.

'The main reason we are here is to relax, I am pleased to see that many of you have done just that. There is a bit of interior motive, I'm afraid.'

Many people look confused.

'I am hoping to start something next summer and I need charitable donations to begin the process. For a few weeks in the summer there can be a summer camp for children to learn more specifics about this game we all love so much. I have proposed many concepts and I'm hoping we can put this all in motion as soon as possible.'

By the time they leave the coach is astounded by the money offered, assuming his bosses agree there should be nothing to stop this from happening on schedule.

.*

Blaise browses the library looking for something to relax with.

'Hey Blaise.'

Looking up he sees Cho Chang.

'Hi.'

She is looking nice today, but her perfume is a little strong. She suddenly steps closer to him, and he almost wants to hold his breath.

'I was wondering if you were seeing anyone.'

'No.' Blaise says firmly, suddenly he just wants to get away from her, maybe then the air will smell better.

'Would you like to go for a walk with me? We can talk, or not, if you prefer…'

'I'm not interested,' Blaise turns away from her, abandoning his search.

As he leaves the library he sees Hermione struggling with too many books. A smile forms slowly.

'Hey Hermione. Can I help with that?'

Before she answers he takes the majority of the books from her arms.

'Blaise? Thank you.'

'Where are you headed? And what are you researching?'

'I was going to drop these off in my dorm. I'm not sure what I'm researching yet, just learning more about how different things react or how to alter potions for a desired effect.'

'That sounds fascinating. Mind if I join you in researching that? I have always been interested in variations caused by altering potions.'

'That would be lovely.'

The two walked side by side until they reached the tower discussing the properties of fresh ingredients vs. dried ones.

.*

'Thank you again for monitoring the mail this term. Is there anything I need to be aware of?'

'Um actually I think I may have forgotten to check the mail recently so nothing has gone through for any of the students.'

'You were supposed to keep an eye on things.'

'I know and I'm sorry.'

Furiously, Dumbledore looks through the mail. Separating them into piles.

'Send these out destroy the rest. I'm not sure what the board is looking for but they have been around recently.'

Barely suppressing his anger, Dumbledore storms out. Now is not the time to deal with incompetence.

As soon as Albus slammed the door Moody knew he would be punished, he wasn't sure but it was coming. Lowering his head, Moody gathered the mail and began doing as instructed.

.*

Ron is frustrated that he hasn't heard back from his mother. Looking through his stuff he found one more dose but he has to be sure Neville doesn't interfere this time. Ron sees Harry sitting alone at breakfast.

'Harry?'

'Yeah?'

'Wanna go out to the pitch for some training?'

'Maybe this afternoon? I have to finish this Charms project this morning.'

'Do you have notes from Transfiguration? I lost mine.'

Harry begins to look through his bag and Ron quickly pours the vial over Harry's food before hiding it again.

'Right here, I need them back by lunch OK?'

'Yeah sure. I will be done with them by then.' Ron watches Harry eat some more of his food. 'I'm heading out to the pitch. Come join me if you change your mind.'

'Alright.' As they leave the hall both head in different directions.

.*

Harry walks into the library and sits down with Daphne in the library.

'Morning, Harry.'

'Morning, Daph. We are working on charms right?'

'That's the plan.'

The pair begin discussing the assignment while they search for books on the topic. When they sit down again Harry looks around.

'Did you lose something?'

'I'm not sure.' Harry begins working on his assignment in silence.

Daphne is confused by Harry suddenly becoming quiet but focuses on her essay. Harry has completed about half his assignment when he starts to look around again.

'What's up?' Her question startles Harry.

'I'm supposed to be…'

'Supposed to be, where?'

Harry shakes his head and begins to pack up his stuff.

'Harry? Where are you supposed to be?'

Harry doesn't respond as he stands. Without a look at her he walks away.

.*

'Daphne, is everything ok?' Hermione joins her in the library not knowing Harry just left.

'I'm not sure. Harry and I were working on our charms essays together but then he started acting weird. He left without even telling me why.'

'He has been acting strange lately. I will try to talk to him later and see if I can find out what's going on.'

'Thanks Hermione.'

When Hermione approaches Harry later that day he completely ignores her, focusing on his chess game with Ron.

.*

Chapter 26

'Hello Mr. Longbottom. Come in.'

'Yes sir. Did you learn what the potion is?'

'I am making progress, what I want to know is who you got it from. Based on what I know of this potion so far it should not be at Hogwarts.'

'I can't say, I need to know what it is before I can answer your questions.'

Snape thinks for a moment.

'If I had more than a drop or two to work with I might be able to identify it better.'

'I understand sir. Give me a moment.' Snape nodes and Neville calls, 'Ralts?'

'Yes master?'

'Bring me that snack we discussed the other night.'

When the snack is in Nevell's hands he places it in front of his professor.

'I asked for a potion, not a snack.'

'Sir? I believe this was dosed with the potion we were discussing.'

'Well in that case I will begin running tests. I'm not sure if I will complete the test before the holiday break.'

'I understand sir. I really need to know what this is. Can you please owl me?'

With a huff, Snape says, 'if I find the time. Otherwise we will discuss this when term resumes.'

Feeling dejected, Neville leaves the room. As he walks down the hall someone calls his name. Looking around, Neville doesn't see anyone.

'Nev?' Someone taps him on the shoulder and Neville jumps.

'Who is there?'

Tracy pulls on Neville's hand, encouraging him to walk into the hidden room. He thought this was a blank stretch of wall.

'Interesting. Where are we?'

'Not sure. Found this place 2nd year when we were all worried about petrifications.'

Neville places his hand on the wall pushing his magic into it like Luna taught him.

'I love all the secrets that can be discovered in this castle.'

The castle pushes against his magic in a gentle caress, with a smile he walks over to sit by the fire with Tracy.

'Once again I find you down here near Snape's classroom, I know you don't like Snape himself. What are you up to?'

'I would rather not talk about it just yet.'

'Alright.'

'Tell me more about how the hairs of juvenile magical creatures can be considered more potent than their adult counterparts?'

'It all comes down to innocence. The more pure the animal the better the ingredient. That is why most people who harvest magical creatures try to raise them. Animals and people can become very trusting. Imagine raising a herd of unicorns and being able to collect the first few hairs that were shed, that would be some of the most potent hairs available. Unicorns only trust their herd and possibly their herder before they become adults. And that is only one example.'

'That is fascinating. It's the opposite with plants. Usually you only want to harvest the mature ones because they are more potent and better able to carry the properties we are looking for.'

'Is that why you're always in the greenhouses?'

'Yes you can never tell when a plant will reach its optimum maturity if you have to tend it regularly.'

'That is amazing. We should go into the forest to collect various ingredients. I think we could learn alot from each other.'

'I think so too.'

.*

Finally everyone is on the train headed home for the holidays. Hermione, Neville , Ginny and Luna are in one compartment and Ron dragged Harry away as soon as the train started to move. Just after the snack trolley passes their compartment, Draco, Blaise and Theo arrive.

'Luna, what are your plans for the holidays?'

'Daddy and I are going to check the property. He thinks he saw something nesting on our trees.'

'That's interesting. I hope you stay safe while you look for it.'

'I will. What about you?'

'I think I will be spending time in Diagon Alley at the twins shop.'

'Mum said-'

'I'm sure I can guess what your mum said but she is not my parent or guardian. I will not change my plans for your mother.' Hermione says this angrily. After taking a deep breath Hermione forces herself to calm. 'I'm sorry that's your mum and I have nothing against her but things are sensitive since my parents died.'

'I know, I just wish things would become too tense, it is the holiday season.'

'I will try my best.'

'Thank you. What about you, Dray?'

'Same as usual I suppose. Mum probably has various social engagements planned. Theo and Blaise will probably be there as well.'

'Yup. Mum has been talking about it for months, I'm expected to be "The Perfect Gentleman".'

'Father expects that I attend. I still don't understand why they always want us to join them.'

'Father said it's so they can all play matchmaker.'

'I hope I'm not included in that.'

'Well my parents might try to get you and your boyfriend over for one of them. I'm sure your parents will be approached with betrothal conversations before the night is over.'

'That is a horrible concept, and all of you go along with it?'

'No actually. But my parents play along and spend copious amounts of time considering things while they ask my opinion. After that they let the other family down gently. Mum is very skilled at it.'

'My father wants to plan something between you and I.' Theo points between himself and Hermione. 'I told him he was delusional. Anyone I choose will be my own choice, not something he can decide.'

Hermione is absolutely astonished. 'Your father thinks- we aren't even close like that.'

'Mum spends so much time arranging her own weddings I doubt it occurs to her that I am of marriageable age.'

'I think I need to have a serious conversation with anyone who may be considered to have guardianship over me.'

'That might be best, cousin.'

.*

Mei Chang walks into the Ministry seeking the Auror department.

'Hello, may I help you?'

'I'm looking for Madam Bones.'

'She is in her office. Go on in.'

'Madam Bones?'

'Yes?'

'I am Mei Chang. I submitted a request on behalf of the Board of Governors regarding the school. Did you receive it?'

'I'm not sure I did. Can you give me a moment to look for it?'

'Of course.'

A moment later, Bones located the proper document. Looking through it, Madam Bones becomes visibly upset.

'Are you and the other members certain that the trace is tied to the Headmaster?'

'Yes, he has also been neglecting the wards and not property staffing the school. We will handle matters as best we can but this was something we wanted to report because it is punishable by law.'

'I will begin the investigation immediately. Do you have the report from your evaluation of the castle?'

'I have included a copy when I filled the report.'

'I see it now. Thank you for checking on the progress of this investigation. Will the board be suspending the Headmaster?'

'Pending your investigation? Yes, that is the protocol. We have grounds for suspension but we were unsure if you will be needing to arrest him.'

'I will contact you for any further questions.'

'Thank you for your time. Have a nice day.'

.*

'Mother, father. This is Hermione Granger.'

'Lovely to meet you dear. Will you come visit over break? I have some dresses if you are able to attend our New Year's Gala.'

'I intend to visit but there may be some trouble with long visits or an evening out. It seems I'm on a relatively short leash right now.'

'That is a shame.'

'I can ask George if I can have some friends over one evening. They have a flat above the shop.'

'That sounds promising. I hope it works out.'

'Thank you. Have you been contacted regarding my guardianship?'

'Pardon? What guardianship?'

'My muggle parents recently were attacked and killed. The headmaster "suspects" my biological parents were the cause of this at the Dark Lord's orders.' Hermione rolls her eyes. 'I requested guardianship be passed to you. I was then informed that I will stay with friends this holiday because guardian transfers take time.'

'We could have had that done in a matter of days. I will begin looking into this immediately.'

'Thank you both, I need to go, Mrs. Weasley looks like she is about to start yelling. Come by the twins shop in Diagon? I plan to be there most days.'

'We will. See you soon.'

Hermione hugs her aunt and uncle before also hugging her cousin and walking to join Molly and surprisingly George.

'George? Hermione walks up to him and he pulls her into a hug.'

'Fred, let her go; this is not appropriate.'

'Mum, I'm George.' He comments before capturing Hermione's lips with his own.

'It doesn't matter who you are, she is still in school and you will not take advantage.'

'Mrs Weasley? I'm 17 now and perfectly capable of making my own choices. George and I have been dating since September.'

'Come on, Hermione lets go. See you all there. George apparates away with Hermione in his arms.'

'Seems the fun has just begun.'

George smirks. We can have all the fun we want. Sirius is waiting.

.*

'Lucius, Severus, join me. Have you any news?'

'I have been told that you likely caused the deaths of an unsuspecting muggle couple by the name of Granger, probably at the request of my dear sister-in-law.'

'Truly? I don't recall such an order. Perhaps it slipped my mind.'

'Right and I suppose you can tell me why I found an illegal potion in the hands of a Griffindor?'

'I have no idea what you mean. Tell me more Severus.'

'This is the most powerful persuasion potion that can be made by the public, but it has other properties that seem to cause revulsion to specified parties.'

'Who had the potion.'

'Longbottom asked me to identify it because it belonged to someone and he wanted to replace it.'

'I feel like there is a lot of missing information in that story.'

'As do I, unfortunately it's about all I know at this time. I may have promised that I would write to him with the results but I think this needs a more hands on response. Perhaps once school resumes.'

'Have you mentioned anything to Albus?'

'I thought I should bring this up with the board, it seems that the headmaster has even less control over the school than he originally thought. I was under the impression that the wards prevented these types of potions from entering the school.'

'You are correct however the wards have been severely neglected and are in need of a lot of work.'

'I will need to summon a board member to question Mr. Longbottom. Send someone the first full day after term resumes.'

'Of course, Severus.'

'Have a nice day.'

.*

Chapter 27

George and Hermione climb the stairs looking for Sirius.

'Hermione, lovely to see you. How was term?'

'It went as well as I expected, I think. Can we speak privately tomorrow?'

'Of course, kitten. I have all the time in the world.'

'I will be spending as much time as possible with the twins at the shop but I know Mrs. Weasley will not let me be there all the time.'

'Why?'

'I don't think she likes our relationship.'

'Sounds like you need some diversions. We can talk about it more tomorrow.'

Sirius left the room.

'Hermione, I created something that I think you might enjoy using.'

'Oh?'

'This is an Illusion Amulet. I set it to show anyone who passes a room that we are both in that we are snogging passionately. There is also a sound dampener so we can talk about important things without being interrupted.'

'I bet your mum will love that.'

'I think I hear her coming. Put it on and we can see how well it works.'

Hermione quickly slipped the simple necklace on while they listened to footsteps coming closer.

'I can't believe you two. Barely arrived and already snogging? I don't want you two alone in this house at all.'

'Oh Molly? Please try to remember that this is my home and you are a guest here. You cannot demand that two 'of age' people do anything. If you want to do that in your home then so be it. Until then remember that you are not at home.'

Molly stomps away muttering about inappropriate relationships with a teenager.

'Looks like your charm works well.' Sirius says before walking away again.

'So we can actually talk while keeping your mum focused on our relationship? You are amazing.'

'Why thank you.'

.*

'Mrs. Weasley, do you need any help with dinner?'

Molly ignores Hermione and continues preparing the evening meal.

Ginny walks up behind Hermione.

'Mum? Do you need any help?'

'Sure Ginny, set the table please.'

'Anything I can do to help?'

Molly ignores Hermione again. Hermione walks away while Ginny sets the table.

Later at dinner Hermione is still eating when everyone else has finished. Molly waves her wand and the dishes begin to fly toward the sink.

'Mrs. Weasley, I was still eating that.'

'Sorry dear, I thought everyone was done.' Molly continues to clear the table. Hermione leaves the room and walks to the library.

'Winky,' Hermione whispers, 'please bring me something small to snack on. I didn't get to finish my dinner.'

'Yes Missy Lyra.'

Hermione enjoys her snack of bread and cheese before looking around to find something to read.

.*

'Morning kitten, what's on your mind?'

'Please lock and silence the room. I would like no one else to hear the things we discuss.'

'Alright,' Sirius begins the inantations as requested. 'Done.'

'Thank you. First I would like you to meet someone. Winky?'

'Yes Missy Lyra. This is Sirius Black. Sirius, this is my house elf Winky.'

'Hello. I thought you were against enslaving them?'

'I learned more about the bond and I understand it better now.'

'That's good, I think.'

'I need you to grant her permission to reside here with me as well as permission to visit periodically to pass notes.'

'I grant you both permission to come and go as you please.'

'Thank you please call kreacher so that he is aware of this arrangement.'

After Kreacher and Winky got acquainted, Hermione began talking again.

'I wondered if you are in need of another elf?'

'Why do you ask?'

'There is another elf at Hogwarts that is in need of a family. He requested to join me but unfortunately I didn't have enough work to keep him busy.'

'I'm not sure I do either.'

'What about Harry?'

'I suppose it could be useful. Can you get the elf to come here?''

'Winky?'

'Yes Missy Lyra?'

'Bring Dobby here please?'

After a series of pops dobby is now standing in front of them bowing deeply.

'Dobby, this is Sirius Black.'

'Hello Dobby, are you a hard worker?'

'Oh yes Dobby always tries his hardest.'

'Why were you removed from your last family?'

'The great Harry Potter sir tricks Dobbys old master into releasing him.'

'Did you like your old master?'

Dobby freezes not knowing how to answer.

'I understand. Tell me the name of your old master.'

Dobby shakes his head.

'They are not your master any longer. If you wish to join a new family you need to be honest. I am not asking for their secrets just their name,'

Dobby bows his head and quietly says 'Malfoy.'

'Thank you for being honest. I can agree to bond you with my family but it will be a temporary thing.' Dobby bows his head as his eyes begin to water. 'My godson will need an elf but I need to teach him a few things before you can bond with him. Do you accept these terms?'

'Yes sir. I am ready to bond to you and your house.'

Sirius binds Dobby to himself and introduces him to Kreacher.

'Dobby, please head up to the attic and look after buckbeak. He needs to be fed and you can tidy up while you are up there.'

Dobby bows once more before popping away.

'I have lied a bit and I would like to be honest with you. Please remember that I have my reasons and i didnt do anything with the intent to hurt anyone.'

'Alright, I'm listening.'

'Early last summer I had some visitors. You can imagine my distress at seeing 2 Death Eaters in my home. They did not raise their wands nor did they attempt to protect themselves.'

Sirius' eyes grow wide as he keeps his mouth shut.

'They told me a tale that I did not want to believe. Then they asked me if they could perform a heritage spell. I allowed them because I was curious. They told me stories of this child they missed and I could see how heartbroken they both were.'

Sirius looks saddened now.

'They offered me to spend the summer with them. And I did. My muggle parents were not letting me rest and heal. They were making me do so many chores that the potions I was on were not helping properly. I was already planning to leave for the summer early.'

Sirius pulls her into his arms as she starts to cry.

'So I spent the summer with a family who cared about me and I was able to heal properly. Hermione takes a deep breath before continuing. At that time I had no idea who was involved in my kidnapping. I was determined to find the answer so I came up with the idea of using the heritage potion to prove who my parents were. I couldn't have it discovered here in case it would be silenced so I 'learned' the truth at school. Then the headmaster told me that I was not to contact my parents. After that my post starts going missing.'

Anger flashes in Sirius's eyes now.

'I hope you can forgive me for my lies.'

'You are learning who was involved, correct?'

'Yes and it's not good news.'

'I know. You needed to know I understand why you chose the actions you took.'

'Will you do something?'

'Anything for you.'

'Meet with Lucius? Ask him to inquire about your trial?'

'Why?'

'Because you are Lord Black and I may need prominent houses to back me up in the future.'

Sirius is silent for a moment or two.

'Of course. I will Owl him soon, but you must come with me to meet him.'

'I would love to.'

'Is there anything else pressing I need to know about?'

Hermione looks conflicted before she shakes her head.

'Alright kitten. Thank you for confiding in me. May I share this with Remus? Or the twins?'

'If you feel they will understand then go ahead I suppose.'

'Alright, I will be cautious.'

'Thank you.' Hermione hugs Sirius before he undoes the spells around the room. Hermione heads to her room to get ready to floo to the shop.

.*

'Harry come talk with me.'

'Now you want to talk? Where were you when I needed you?'

'What do you mean?'

'I sent you a letter you never responded to.'

'Yes I did Harry. Are you telling me you never received it?'

'What letter? I waited, I was confused and I asked for help.'

'I know and I swear I sent a response as soon as I could. I'm sorry you never got it. Give me a few minutes and I can try to tell you what it was supposed to say.'

'Alright, thank you.'

'I think it said something like this:

"You should never be in a position to have to choose between friends but maybe you should take some time to evaluate what makes them each a good friend to you? I'm glad to hear that you won't let Ron keep you from being friends with Hermione but think really hard about what kind of friends you keep. They are a reflection on yourself."

'I- this would have been helpful thank you for telling me. I think I have a lot to think about now.'

'I understand. I have a few more things to discuss with you.'

'Alright what's going on?'

'What do you know of pureblood etiquette?'

'Not much why? I'm not a pureblood.'

'True but you are going to be Lord Potter one day soon.'

'What does that mean?'

'We have many things to cover and I will be sending many books with you back to school. I need you to understand how important it is that you focus on everything I have to tell you. You are nearly an adult and we should have started these conversations years ago. We need to cover finances, property management, courting, networking, Gringotts relations, house business, wardrobe and etiquette. This is all to start with and very vague topics. This summer we will discuss the books that you will read as well as go further into detail on the more specific topics. Do you have any questions so far?'

'Why now?'

'I didn't realize until recently that you haven't received this information. I presumed that someone would have helped while I was away. Clearly I should not have made that assumption. I will be correcting this oversight as soon as possible.'

Harry nods and Sirius begins lecture mode. For hours every day Sirius and Harry discuss various aspects of all these topics.. In the evenings Harry would relax with his friends feeling overwhelmed and slightly worried.

.*

Chapter 28

(For the next few chapters Hermione and Lyra will be used interchangeably because the Order knows her as Hermione but the Death Eaters know her as Lyra. She will transition to Lyra completely soon. Please be patient with me.)

Lord Malfoy,

I request a meeting on behalf of House Black, if you are amenable read aloud the phrase at the bottom of this missive and you will arrive at the prearranged location. This is a secretive matter and I am trusting that we can meet without violence.

I have several matters to discuss with you, the first of which is Hermione/Lyra. She will be present at this meeting. No one else is invited. Please consider my offer.

Lord Black

Fuck the Greater Good*

When he receives this message Lucius is surprised but curious. Deciding to trust Lyra, he murmurs the phrase. When he arrives he is in a small grassy area. A moment later Sirius and Lyra appear. Unsure how much Sirius knows Lucius is reserved when he greets them. Lyra looks at Sirius with a smile before launching herself into Lucius' arms.

'Thank you for coming, Uncle. It means so much that you were willing to try. Sirius is the only family I am allowed to be around right now. I have been missing everyone. How are mother and father? Please tell them that I am fine and everything is going how I expected it to'.

'Of course I will tell them. I need more information now if you don't mind. When we spoke the other day you didn't mention anything about this.'

'And we will but Sirius can only be out for so long.'

'Understood.' Turning he holds out his hand. 'It has been a long time, Lord Black. I trust we can leave childish rivalries in the past? It seems we have much to discuss.'

'Yes we do. And I agree. No reason to dredge up the past. Firstly I wanted to ask for your assistance. As you know, I am a wanted criminal, did you know I never got a trial?'

'I did not.'

'If possible, can you help me to get a trial? Dumbeldore seems to be avoiding it at all costs. Probably because he will be incriminated.'

'Oh? How so?'

'He performed the fidelius. I was not the secret keeper. Everyone else who knew but myself, the actual secret keeper and Dumbledore, is dead. No one else knew. It was a ploy to keep them safe. Tell everyone it was me but keep the truth a secret.'

'That is interesting. Don't tell me who it was. I think I can put something in motion. Give me some time. What is the next thing to discuss?'

'Once a trial has proven my innocence, I intend to take up my lordship. No one has been Lord Black for years, and this needs to happen. I would like to create a tentative alliance, it can include everyone who lost a family member. No one should have to face such travesty.'

'I will contact others and see how they feel about such an alliance. It does sound promising. Is there anything else to discuss today?'

'I think that will be enough for one day. Thank you for agreeing to meet with me. Tell my cousins I will be in touch.'

'I will. Lyra? Thank you for ensuring that this meeting took place. I will see you soon?'

'Yes uncle.' Hermione hugs Lucius. Have a nice day.'

Hermione and Sirius apparate away suddenly. Lucius leaves with a smile on his lips.

.*

Hermione tries to leave with the twins the first morning she is free. Unfortunately she does not make it very far.

'Where are you going? Ablus was specific that you would remain in this house during the entire break.'

'No one told me that. I am just supposed to be here to sleep until I return to school.'

All 3 floo away before Molly could say anything more.

'Thanks for coming but you know you don't have to help us.'

'I promised you help now, give me something to do.'

'I could give you something to do.' George murmurs suggestively.

'Be serious, George. Let me help you with something.'

With a huff George gives in. 'Alright come downstairs with me. I will show you around the backroom and see what potions we need for the next line of products.'

Hermione follows George out of the flat.

'This is the instructions on how to make the illusion amulet if you want to read it.'

'Maybe later. Show me what I can help with.'

Looking around, Hermione saw the many disorganized shelves packed with different sized jars of many colors.

'George? How do you find anything?'

'Hmm?' Hermione continues to stare at the shelves. 'Oh that… well we… um we find things alright?'

'Do you mind if I organize this first?'

'Go ahead.'

.*

Upon returning from the shop at the end of the day Dumbledore greets Hermione with a scowl.

'For your safety you need to remain here. We cannot protect you if you leave this safe place.'

'If you say so.' Hermione mumbles as she walks away.

.*

Sirius notices that Harry eats the smallest portion in the entire house. He is concerned. After Harry goes to sleep at night Sirius goes into Harry's room and casts a diagnostic. The results are appalling. He is malnourished. There are a number of bones that have proof of magical healing. Harry needs better medical care than he is receiving. Furious with this information, Sirius spends the rest of the night brewing nourishing potions.

The next night there is an order meeting. Before it begins Sirius is making small talk with Minerva.

'Does the school still do annual check ups on all students?'

'Of course we do Sirius, how can you ask that?'

'What are Harry's results?'

'Poppy says that he is a little on the small side but that is likely because he is so picky with what he eats.'

'He is picky? Really i have not noticed that. He simply eats less than everyone else.'

'That can't be. He has to be hungry.'

'I have no doubt of that, but he just eats less than everyone else.'

'What are you insinuating?'

'Maybe he was not properly diagnosed in his annual exam.'

'You cannot insult Poppy this way Sirius.'

'Then perhaps something else is going on.'

Someone behind Sirius clears their throat.

'Sirius, are you starting trouble again?' Molly questions.

'I am simply pointing out that if everyone is doing their jobs, my godson would not be malnourished right now.'

'Are you insinuating that the children in my school are not being taken care of properly?' Dumbledore inquires.

'I'm not insinuating anything. I'm asking, is your staff doing their jobs? Or is something else going on?' Sirius has raised his voice at this point. Everyone in the room is now watching the interaction.

'Nonsense Sirius, leave Albus alone.'

'Molly, stay out of it. I wasn't even talking to Albus until he forced his way into this conversation.'

'That's enough. I thought we had a meeting. If not, I'm leaving.' Says Moody.

'Yes, of course. If everyone will sit down we can get started.' Sirius seethes at being dismissed so casually.

When the meeting ends, Minerva waits until everyone has left before approaching Sirius.

'I am sorry. You are concerned and with good reason, I can contact Poppy and have her check him over. Shall I floo her now?'

'Please. I will have Harry in his room join us when she arrives.'

Sirius begins to climb the stairs while Minerva looks for the floo powder.

.*

'Hello, Mr. Potter, Mr. Black. How can I help today?'

'I would like you to do a full diagnostic on Harry.'

'I did one at the beginning of term, I discussed the results with Albus everything was well in hand. I assure you.'

'Really? Then I must be doing the diagnostic wrong? Let me try again.'

A few moments later Minerva and Poppy share perplexed looks.

'I don't understand. That's not what my results showed.'

'Then do it again. I want to see your results myself.'

When Poppy's results showed them nothing had changed she shook her head.

'No, this can't be. I do these exams every year on every student. To ensure they are healthy and treat anything if needed. This is not possible.'

'Excuse me?' Harry says timidly. 'What do you mean? The only time you examine me is when I am injured.'

'What?' All three adults yell.

'I don't understand why I wouldn't receive these tests if everyone else does.'

'You should have. In fact, I was convinced you were but now I need to look into these circumstances. I also need to run a few more tests on these results. Mr. Black, Minerva will bring you the results when I have them. It may not be before the term begins, I'm afraid.'

'As long as I get them and they are correct, take all the time you need.'

'In the meantime, he needs nutrient potions with an appetite increaser infused.'

'I have the nutrient potions but how do I alter it for the infusion?'

'Add 6 shavings of licorice root, one per stir and 2 cinnamon sticks for the last 5 minutes of brewing. Remove the sticks before bottling.'

'Thank you, I will make a new batch this weekend.'

'Mr. Potter i will see you at the start of term. It will not be pleasant if you keep me waiting.'

'Yes, ma'am i promise.'

.*

Hermione slowly comes down the stairs listening for footsteps. George waits near the floo for her. When she is sure that no one else is between her and the floo she hurries over to it. As George throws the powder they both hear:

'Where do you think you are going? You were specifically told to remain-'

Whatever else she was saying was lost as they floo away.

'Snuck out already?' Fred smiles when he sees them arrive.

'Yeah, what can I do today?'

'Did you finish organizing yesterday?'

'Almost. Come find us when you are done? I can help you learn some of the potions we use.'

'Alright. I will.'

An hour later Hermione finds Fred to tell him that she is done organizing.

'Come with me and I can show you how to make some skiving snackboxes.'

'Alright led the way.'

.*

'Hello, Minister.'

'Lucius, how are you today?'

'I'm doing alright. How are things?'

'Alright. Things have been running smoothly recently.'

'That's good to hear.'

'What can I do for you today?'

'My recently rediscovered niece asked me to look into something and when I did I was appalled.'

'What did you look into?'

'The case of Sirius Black and his conviction. It seems she and her friends came into contact with him a few years ago and your predecessor ignored the claims of her and her friends when they stated that Black was innocent. They believe that he was framed. She asked what was said in trial. Imagine how perplexed I was to learn that there was no trial? How can anyone put faith into an administration that will throw a civilian into prison without trial?'

'What do you mean there was no trial?'

'No one remembers the trial, just his suppoised confession and his escape.'

'That cannot be. I will look into this. If there is in fact no trial then steps will be taken to rectify the situation.'

'Thank you, Minister. I wonder how the investigation is coming regarding Albus.'

'What investigation?'

'The board has learned that he has been monitoring and stealing mail from the students. But I'm sure that your aurors are investigating all possibilities.'

'It seems I have to get to another meeting. Will you excuse me Lucius?'

'Of course minister. Have a nice day.'

'You as well.'

.*

Chapter 29

After dinner Arthur finds Hermione before she can climb the stairs.

'Hermione, do you have a moment?'

'Sure Mr. Weasley.' He leads her into the sitting room where they both sit before the warm fire.

'Molly and Albus are concerned about you.'

'I'm only going to the twins shop. I don't see how that is a threat?' She says questioningly. 'I stay in their flat or I make their products. No one else knows I am there.'

'Well in that case I don't see why you can't help them out. If you had explained this I'm sure there wouldn't have been any confusion.'

'No one asked. I am an adult and no one here is my parent. No offense but I am being forced to be here this holiday. I don't wish to be a prisoner.'

'I'm sorry you feel that way. I'm sure that is not how it was intended.'

'What would you call it? I was told that I needed a guardian but the only family Dumbledore seemed to consider was you and Molly. I have several relatives that can more easily afford my care as well as the fact that I can provide for myself if I can just get to Gringotts. And now no one wants me to leave? What did I do to get people to think making me a prisoner was a good plan?'

'You have done nothing wrong that I can assure you. What do you mean about Gringotts?'

'I received a letter from my father telling me that I have a vault filled with my 'regular allowance' and now that I am 17 I have full access. I planned on going there to validate his claims.'

Arthur opens his mouth. Then slowly closes it. He clears his throat and tries again.

'I can understand your curiosity, but do you really trust your parents? They are convicted criminals.'

'Which side of the war kidnapped me? What would you have done if your only child were taken from you? You knew they were alive but couldnt find them? Would you just stay home? Or, would you search? Would you question those you suspected? How kind would you be if you suspected that someone was keeping information from you?'

'Hermione, you need to understand-'

'I think the night the Longbottoms were attacked, my parents were distraught. I think there is more to that night than we know.'

'I-' arthur clears his throat and tries again. 'You have given me much to think about. Thank you for discussing your thoughts with me. I'm not sure Molly will understand but if she doesn't see you leave….'

Hermione nods.

'Thank you for seeing my side Mr. Weasley.' Hermione hugs arthur.

.*

'Sirius. Can you distract Mrs. Weasley so I can leave with the twins?'

'Of course, kitten, give me 5 minutes.'

'Sirius, what do you think you are doing? You cannot offer my children fire whiskey, what are you thinking?'

Hermione peaks around the corner and sees Ron trying to take a drink from the bottle before his mother can take it from him.

'I presumed that he was old enough to have some.'

'You are not his parent and cannot make those decisions for him.'

'I only offered it. How was I supposed to know he would start guzzling it like he hadn't had anything to drink in weeks?'

Hermione smiles as she walks to the front door. George wraps his arms around her before aparating away.

'How can I help today?'

'Can you fill these mailorders? We seem to be a little backed up.'

'Of course. Let me know if you need anything else.'

Hermoine began to go through the large stack of parchments one at a time. After lunch, Hermione approaches the twins.

'I need to go out for the rest of the afternoon. I will be back by the time you are done for the day.'

'Alright let us know if you need anything.'

'I will.'

Hermione hugs them both before flooing away to Malfoy Manor.

.*

'Hermione dear, come sit with us?'

'Of course, Aunt Cissa.'

'We inquired about your guardianship process.'

'What did you find out?'

'No one has anything on record. They were concerned when we asked about a case that is non existent.'

'So the process has not begun?'

'The process does not need to begin. As long as you are of age you can dictate anyone you choose to oversee the rest of your education. Then you sign this document.'

'That's it?'

'Yes.'

'Of course it is.' Hermione shakes her head. 'I'm not supposed to have contact with anyone who can answer my questions. Well can you please submit this document the day I return to school?' she asks as she signs Lyra Lestrange.

'Of course, dear. Anything else?'

'The order seems to be split in its values. I have more people willing to help me than I originally thought.'

'That is good news. Have you found out who is responsible?'

'Sort of. I feel I am on the trail of all the perpetrators. Since my post is returning to normal I will be able to look into matters further.'

'Who do you suspect so far.'

'It was done on Dumbledore's orders but I dont have proof. I may be on the trail of who exactly moved me but I'm not there yet.'

'Alright, keep us updated please.'

'I will. I'm going to go find Draco.'

'Have fun, dear.'

.*

All 12 board members and all 4 heads of house gather in the ward room.

'Shouldn't the Headmaster be here?' Lucius Malfoy murmurs.

'He should, but he hasn't been in the castle in 3 days and I cannot reach him.' McGonagall says.

'He is not interested in maintaining the school wards? Or is he simply being negligent?'

'I cannot answer that.'

'We will discuss this later.' Nott reminds Malfoy.

'Of course. Let's proceed with the task at hand.'

All 16 people in the room gather around the ward stones and sit on the ground. They each place their left hand on the knee of the person next to them. Then they place their right hand on the ground in front of them. As one they begin chanting:

'Hic colligimus ad confirmandum locum. colligimus ad tuendos eos qui intus habitant.ex nobis aliorum auxilio damus.' (we gather here to strengthen this place. we gather to protect those who reside within. we give of ourselves to the aid of others. [google translate from english to latin])

They all continue chanting until they feel weakness seeping in. with a nod they all end the chant. No one moves or speaks as they try to catch their breath.

'Opal?'

'Yes, madam?'

'Please bring us some peperup potions.'

'Of course, madam.'

Once the potions were all drunk the group began to rise.

'You may all floo from my office. I believe it is the closest.'

'Thank you, Filius.'

The other professors begin to disperse while the board follows Flitwick to his office.

.*

'Hey Lyra, how are you today?'

'I'm alright, what are you up to today?'

'I was thinking of going over to Blaise's house but now that you are here I would rather hang out with you.'

'You could always invite him here and we can all hang out.'

'Sure let me send an owl.'

Draco writes his invite out quickly and attaches it to his owl. Within the hour Blaise floos in and they begin playing exploding snap.

'Lyra tell us more about the Weasley you are dating?' Draco asks while staring at blaise.

'What's to tell?'

'Is it serious?' Blaise glares back as he tries to find a way to join the conversation.

'We have been together for a few months now. It is hard not seeing him more often.'

'I don't know how you do it.' blaise murmurs.

'How do you mean?' Lyra glances at Blaise. Unsure how to take his comment.

'The best part of a relationship is getting to spend time with them.' holding her gaze, Blaise answers in a steady tone.

'That is true.' Lyra is somewhat confused by his tone. 'Enough about me tell me about you and Ginny?' She tries to change the subject so she can think more about Blaise's comments.

'We are- we- I don't know. I guess we flirt sometimes and I enjoy spending time with her. But she is conflicted because her mom warned her to stay aw-'

'Go on.'

'Look, I don't know how much you know and I think she wanted to keep those things private.'

'Let me guess. Stay away from me and my Slytherin friends?'

Draco nods while looking at the ground.

'Look at me, Dray.'

Slowly he lifts his eyes to hers.

'Ginny will not do anything she doesn't want to. She will also not be forced out of anything she chooses. If she chooses you no one will come between you and her except you and her. Do you understand?'

Draco nods slowly.

'Also, I think you will learn that not all Weasleys will be against your relationship with her, the twins are already ok with it as long as you treat her well. I'm guessing Mr. Weasley will be the same. I can't be certain about the older brothers but I'm sure once they see her happy they will be as well.'

'But her mum-'

'Her mum needs to learn to be more accepting. Just keep going at the pace you are. I think you may be surprised at the results.'

'Alright I will, thank you Lyra.'

'What about you Blaise?' Lyra turns the conversation to the other occi=upent of the room.

'What about me?'

'Any romantic interests on the horizon?' Maybe neither boy will realize her interest is more than just friendly conversation.

'I've been trying to stay away from-cough-physical entanglements recently.' Blaise says with a slight blush.

'Ok, but that's not what I asked.' Lyra tries again.

'I might like someone but I want to be sure I'm ready for a relationship before telling her how I feel.' Blaise says looking out the window.

'That is very considerate of you. Who is she?' Sadness seeps through Lyra. Of course he is interested in someone. Maybe it's time to end things with George and focus more on finding the answers she seeks.

'I'd rather keep it to myself for now.' He says quietly.

'I'm sorry I didn't mean to pry.' The mood in the room is much more somber than before.

'No don't be sorry.' Blaise says quickly. 'It's good to talk about it out loud.'

'I hope she understands how much you like her.' Lyra says with a sad smile.

'One day, I may tell her.' he says softly.

Draco sits quietly watching the exchange. Clearly Lyra likes Blaise. Idly he wonders how long they will dance around each other before they get together.

'Good luck.' Lyra says before she leans in to hug Blaise.

He freezes for a moment, eyes wide. Slowly he leans into the hug returning it. Hermione continues to hug him because it feels as if he needs comfort.

Draco clears his throat. Hermione looks up and sees his eyes fixed somewhere above her head. Shifting slightly, Hermione looks up at Blaise and sees him glaring at Draco. Confused, Hermione tries to pull away but Blaise tightens his grip.

'What's wrong,' Hermione asks softly.

'Nothing i just didn't want the hug to end yet.'

'Alright.'

Slowly they pull apart and Lyra blushes. She probably enjoyed that more than she should have,

Blaise notices the time and stands suddenly.

'I'm sorry, I promised my mum that I would be back by now.'

'Alright see you on the train?' Lyra asks.

'See you then. Later, Dray.'

'Later.'

Lyra and Draco spend some time in the library before Narcissa calls Draco away. Lyra finds something to read while she waits for his return.

.*

Chapter 30

The Dark Lord enters the Malfoy library. He sees the young Lestrange heir reading by the fire.

He clears his throat as he approaches. She startles slightly before looking up and closing the book.

'Miss. Granger. Or is it Miss Lestrange?'

'Lestrange, Sir.'

'Nice to meet you, Miss Lestrange. You parents have told me much about you.'

'Nice to meet you as well Sir. I'm afraid the things I have heard on your behalf have not been as kind.'

'I can imagine. Tell me, will you join my ranks?' Hermione is careful to choose her words before responding.

'If it is all the same to you, I would rather not. At this time, I hope that you will allow me to remain 'on the light side.' I can better gain information if I do not bear your mark.'

'What do you plan to do with this information?'

'Perhaps the perpetrators need to be punished. If I can find them all and not show my hand I can lure them into a trap.'

'Intriguing, there is merit to this idea of yours. I will think it over. In the meantime, you will visit with me regularly. I find that I need a new perspective on various matters.'

'Thank you Sir. I will gladly assist in any way I can.'

.*

'Remus I can't possibly take the morning off. I need to prepare breakfast.'

'Arthur agrees that you should relax this morning. Go take a bath and I will have Ginny bring your breakfast to you.'

'I will take a break later.'

'Molly, take a break now. Tonight we are going home alone. The kids will be fine here. I want to be sure you are properly rested.'

Molly smiles and begins to climb the stairs.

Hemione walks into the room. 'Thank you both. It's getting more challenging to sneak out.'

'Enjoy your day Hermione.'

'Today, I need to use the floo.'

'Thanks for all your help this week.'

Hermione hugs both Fred and George before stepping into the floo heading to visit her parents.

.*

'Father? Is now a good time to discuss something important?'

'What do you need?'

'I learned that some families prepare betrothals…'

'Ah, I understand. We are not looking into any at this time. When you were born we had

discussed the matter with a few families that had children of similar age but nothing ever came of it.'

'Because i was kidnaped?'

'In part. There was also the fact that we couldn't convince ourselves to promise you away before you had a chance to choose.'

'Really?'

'The boys are usually able to break these arrangements easier than the girls and we didn't want to trap you into something you were not agreeable to.'

'Thank you father. I understand better now. I heard that Lord Nott thinks Theo should consider courting me.'

'I take in you and young Theo do not agree?'

'We are friends and nothing more.'

'Is there anyone you are fond of?'

'Not really. George and I have been 'dating' as a way to keep communicating without being watched, but we are just friends as well.'

'Whose plan was that?'

'He kissed me and I tried to tell him that I wasn't ready for a relationship. He told me that it would be the best way to keep appearances light. No one to my knowledge caught on to our double letters.'

'Brilliant. Is it hard to be in a relationship with someone you don't actively want to date?'

'Not really, I mostly didn't have anyone I was interested in.'

'Mostly?'

'There is someone that I am building a friendship with but I'm not sure how far things will develop.'

'I'm here if you need someone to listen or confide in. I know things can be tricky sometimes.'

'Thank you, father, I will keep that in mind.'

.*

'Mum, can you help me?'

'What do you need Ginny?'

'I like boys and I want to change how I style my hair.'

'Who is this boy?'

'He is a Ravenclaw.' Ginny lies.

'Oh alright, show me what you are thinking and I can try to help.' As they enter Ginny's room Hermione heads down the stairs so she can leave for the day.

'Thanks again guys, I will be back before you close.'

'Have fun, Hermione.'

Hermione floos away to Lestrange manor.

.*

Hermione floos home for breakfast and is greeted by her father.

'Hello, Lyra, how are you today?'

'I'm good, father. How have you been?'

'We have missed you. Are you looking for anything specific?'

'I'm trying to research a possible project. I'm not sure where to start actually.'

'Tell me about it?'

'I want to restore memories that were lost under extreme duress.'

'What direction were you looking into for research?'

'All of them.'

'Alright. Do you have any research yet?'

'Not yet. I just began thinking about this idea.'

'Alright I think I have an idea. Follow me.'

'They walked into the extensive library.'

'Charm?' He calls.

'Yes master?'

'We are about to begin a lengthy research project, will you assist us?'

'Yes master, how can Charm help?'

Roddy begins to list subjects to begin their research. Once he is finished Charm nods once and disappears, a moment later the 3 tables nearest them are covered in stacks of books, all organized into specific categories.

'Would master like me to purchase any books?'

'Yes go into the muggle world and get the same subjects we want to be sure we research everything we can for this project, spare no expense.'

'Yes master.' There is a quiet pop, Charm is gone.

Hermione looks around in awe, how will she read through all of this?

'You can take whatever you wish back to school, your elf can also trade out books at your request, and I will be doing research here as well. Anything I learn I will copy down and send through Winky or Charm.'

Hermione flings her arms around her father, 'thank you, no one ever understands my researching needs, this is perfect.

Roddy wraps his arms around his daughter tightly, 'anything for you sweetheart, i love to research as well.'

.*

'Ginevra. Your brother tells me that despite my letter you are still spending time with Hermione and her snakes?'

'Yes, mum. I am.'

'Explain yourself.'

'I am free to make friends with whomever I wish. Unless you suddenly pull me from school and keep me from sending posts I will continue to make my own friends.'

'I did not raise you to be this disrespectful.'

'You raised me to be independent and know my own mind. You raised me to be accepting of all, if possible. You raised me to believe that things are not always as they seem. You raised me to look beyond the surface.'

'You will not talk to me this way, young lady and you will not remain friends with any of them any longer!'

'Molly? I can hear you from across the house. What is going on?'

'Ginevra is being uncooperative and disrespectful.'

'Mum has suddenly decided that all those values you both taught me growing up no longer matter. She thinks I don't know my own mind. That I can't choose my own friends for myself.'

'Molly, is this true?'

'I specifically told her in a letter that I did not approve of her friends but she is still associating with them.'

'Gin? Please leave us to finish this discussion. I believe your brothers are leaving soon with Hermione, see if you can join them at the shop for the day?'

'Thank you, daddy.'

'Welcome sweetheart.'

Ginny skips out of the room in search of her brothers.

'How-'

'You listen to me. She can choose her friends however she likes. If they are not worth her time, that is her decision. You cannot force her to stop interacting with them.'

'Arthur-'

'No you need to relax and rethink how we raised our children. They are caring and compassionate. They are also stubborn. Do not bring this topic up again. Ginny has done nothing wrong and she will not be punished.'

Molly huffs as she falls into a chair. Arthur leaves for work.

.*

'Mum?'

'Yes dear?'

'Can you help me? I want to increase my dueling skills, can you recommend some books?'

'I can but dueling is more than just research. I will send several books with you to school but you need to begin dueling regularly to get better at it.'

'That makes sense, I wonder who I could duel at school.'

'Talk to severus i'm guessing you need faculty approval to avoid breaking the rules.'

'I will. I have to leave soon but I can be back the day after tomorrow for a duel.'

'When we duel, I can better tell you what books will help you improve your skills.'

'Thanks mum. You are the best. Umm, has anyone begun petitioning for marriage?'

'Dear I don't think now is the best time for that conversation.'

'Why not?'

'Your father and I planned to discuss that with you together.'

'I would like to discuss this before returning to Hogwarts.'

'Of course, I will talk to your father later today.'

'Thank you. I must be going now.'

'See you tomorrow darling.'

.*

Bella awaits her daughter's arrival with giddy anticipation. Roddy has already left for the day. Truthfully she sent him out when he couldn't stop laughing at her behavior. Lyra should be arriving any time now.

Lyra arrives and enters the courtyard with her wand raised, she is moving cautiously. Bella murmurs 'Protego Diabolica (protects caster with black fire ring)' as she waits.

Lyra approaches Bella from behind and sees the black fire. Deciding to test it she whispers 'Colloshoo. (stick shoes to floor) unsurprisingly the fire prevents the spell from reaching its target.

'Good morning, mother.'

'Good morning, Lyra. How are you today?'

'I am well. Yourself?'

'Good. Would you like to begin this duel properly?'

'Are duels normally fought with proper rules in war?'

'No they are not. Enter the woods down the hill. We will each prepare but the duel can begin anytime.'

Without another word Lyra dashes through the grass before entering the wood. Bella heads in a different direction and begins her next incantation.

'Cave inimicum, (produce a boundary to keep caster hidden from others)'

Lyra moves through the woods. Her mind is racing. Bellatrix Lestrange is always talked about in whispers. Her dueling capabilities have downed many foes. Lyra believes her mother wouldn't intentionally try to hurt her but sometimes dueling accidents happen.

Lyra wished she had brought Harry's invisibility cloak with her. She continues to move slowly in an attempt to quiet her steps.

'Ebulbio-(trap victim in a bubble)' Lyra is caught by surprise. Bella cackles.

'Difindo-(severing hex)' Lyra frees herself from her temporary prison.

'You think on your feet that is good. We can build on that.

'Aqua eructo-(control water)' Lyra guides the water from a nearby stream to douse her mother.

'Glacius duo-(powerfully freezes target)' the stream of water halts its progress and freezes instantly.

'Avifors'- Lyra changes tactics and turns the frozen mass into a large hawk. 'Avis oppugno' the hawk flies over head and dives for Bella.

'Draconifors.' Bella lazily waves her wand and the hawk turns into a beautiful ice dragon the size of a pony. It lands gracefully next to Bella and turns to glare at Lyra.

'Mother, that is amazing. You have to teach me that one.'

'Of course, dear.'

Bella waves her wand and the dragon rises into the air and flies away. Lyra watches the beautiful creature's departure.

'Cantis.'

Lyra begins to sing: 'I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts. Here they are standing in a row, big ones small ones,-' realizing that she is singing she points her wand in her mothers direction and focuses. Her mind screams the incantation Deprimo. Suddenly the singing stops as several holes appear in the ground surrounding Bella.

In retaliation Bella aims for Lyra. 'Confringo' The fiery explosion barely misses lyra as she throws herself behind a nearby tree.

Taking aim, Lyra shouts, 'Impedimenta.'

Bella flicks her wand and the spell crashes into a tree to her right. 'Incarcerous.' Lyra dodges again. This time behind a boulder. Taking a few steps around it, Lyra points at the tree near her mother.

'Incendio trio.' the tree and its surrounding area burst into flames.

Bella has followed her daughter around the boulder 'Oscausi.' she whispers.

Lyra spins around and mentals cancels the spell preventing her to talk.

'Confundo.' Lyra shouts. Again her mother sent the spell away from her.

'Expulso.' Suddenly the boulder explodes into thousands of pieces.

'Everte statum.' Lyra sends the falling rocks away from be body

Bella raises her wand. 'Diminuendo.'

Lyra ducks behind another tree. To her surprise it shrinks until it is the size of a sapling.

With a smile Lyra rushes forward while casting, 'Engorgio skullus.'

Bella fails to divert this one and her head expands to 5 times its normal size.

'Mutatio skullus.'hits lyra in the chest as she continues forward. Suddenly she has 3 heads that look similar to a cerberus. Both women burst into laughter as Bella pulls her daughter into a hug.

'That was fun.'

'I agree. You have more developed skills than I would have thought. Most of those aren't studied in the curriculum.'

'I like books.'

'Just like your father.' Bella mumbles. 'I will prepare a list of books for you and we can discuss tactics for how to duel without injury.'

'Thank you mother.'

'Redactum skullus.' Bella casts on her daughter before herself, returning them both to normal.

'Oh, I almost forgot.' Lyra pulls out a dozen long parchments. 'Cover the books you send in these. Tap your wand to the cover and then tap the cover of a different book. This will ensure that anyone other than me trying to read the book will only see the contents of the book you chose to hide it in.'

'That is brilliant. Where did you get these?'

'The twins. They are called study sleeves.'

'I may have to meet these twins one day.'

'You want to meet my friends?'

'Of course, dear. They sound like intelligent and creative young men.'

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