Padfoot's Revenge Part 3
They had reached Sirius' house. It didn't look that much like a house any more.
'There's nothing much you can do Sirius,' said Dumbledore. 'I reckon that all of you should come and stay at Hogwarts tonight.'
They all agreed, so all touched the portkey and were transported into Hogwarts grounds. It was half past midnight. Dumbledore had to keep pointing out things like 'that's a fake step,' and 'don't walk too close to that suit of armour - it might attack you.'
'Although you are not ill, I think it would be best if you slept in the Hospital Wing. At least there are beds for you all,' said Dumbledore to James, Lily and Sirius. They agreed, so Harry slipped off to his dormitory as Dumbledore lead them to the hospital wing. He climbed through the portrait hole, and hadn't expected anyone to be in there. He saw Ron and Hermione asleep in armchairs, by the glowing remains of the fire. He shook them awake.
'Harry!' exclaimed Hermione. 'We've been here for ages. What took you so long?'
Harry looked at them, with a large broadening smile on his face. He told them exactly what had happened, and at the end of it, both of them were speechless. After a while, Hermione spoke.
'So He Who Must Not be Named has this time truly gone?' she asked.
'YES!' shouted Harry, rather louder than he had expected.
'And your parents,' continued Ron, 'they're alive?'
'YES!' shouted Harry again. Harry could tell that Ron and Hermione didn't believe him.
'Look,' said Harry, pointing to his scar, 'it's gone.'
Ron and Hermione looked and gasped.
'Okay,' said Harry, 'I'll prove it tomorrow. Let's go to bed now. I feel dead on my feet'
The next day, Harry woke at about ten. He pulled back the curtain of his four poster, and looked around. Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan and Neville Longbottom had already got up, and Ron was the only other person still asleep. Harry shook him awake. They both got dressed, and walked out the dormitory and bumped into somebody. It was Hermione.
'I was just about to come to look for you,' she said sleepily.
'C'm on,' said Harry, 'follow me.'
'Wait a minute,' cut in Ron, 'I want breakfast first.'
So they walked down to the Great Hall, but it was unusually empty. In fact, there was nobody there at all. It was if everybody had deserted the castle. At that moment, Professor McGonagoll came running towards Harry.
'I'm glad to see you Potter,' she said, a tear trickling down her eye. 'Many people have gone home for the weekend to be re united with their families. It's mainly people like Neville Longbottom, whose parents were killed by He who must not be named. So, as others have gone home, you may go and visit your parents. They have returned to Sirius Black's home with him.' She beamed at Harry. 'What you and Sirius Black did last night was a very brave and courageous thing. You father and Sirius were some of the top pupils at Hogwarts when they were here. Oh yes, you might like to see this.'
She handed Harry a copy of the Daily Prophet. The headlines said 'A Double Miracle' and had an account of both Sirius' release, and Lord Voldermort being completely destroyed. She turned and walked away.
Harry motioned for Ron and Hermione to follow him and they walked down to the portkey chatting. When they got there, they all touched the portkey and appeared in Sirius' back garden. Harry thought it would still look burnt, but the walls and roof looked as good as new. Harry walked round the front, and walked through the open door with Ron and Hermione behind him.
'Hello,' Harry called. The inside looked like it had done the night before, just slightly worse. Sirius' head appeared through the tangled remains of the kitchen doorway.
'Oh hello Harry, Ron Hermione. Your mum and dad have been asked to go to the Ministry, but they'll be back this afternoon,' he said.
'So it is true,' said Ron. Sirius looked puzzled, but Ron explained. 'We didn't believe Harry last night.' Sirius nodded to show that he now understood.
'I'm just re-building,' he said to them. 'In fact, you could help me. Because there's no spell to do the whole house at once, you have to do every little bit at the same time. All you need to say is 'Repraco Returneo' and then say the object you're moving back. Let me demonstrate,' he said, pointing his wand at a smashed painting on the floor. 'Repraco Returneo Picture' he said, and the painting rose back onto the wall.
'Okay,' said Harry. 'We'll work in the living room.'
Harry, Ron and Hermione had great fun replacing all the objects in the living room. They then moved on round the house untill everything was back to normal. At about four o'clock, Sirius thanked them greatly and asked them what they wanted to drink.
'Can I have some of that funny black stuff, what d'you call it, Culke?' said Ron.
'Coke,' corrected Harry.
'Yeah, that stuff please.'
'And you Hermione?' asked Sirius.
'Can I have some as well,' she asked, 'My parents kept forgetting to but over the summer.'
'And you Harry?'
Harry was just about to answer this, when the front door flew open, and Harry's parents walked in.
'Hello all,' said James. Hermione gasped, and Ron's eye's widened. James saw Ron and Hermione and said 'Oh, Hello.'
'Mum, dad, this is Ron and Hermione, my best friends,' said Harry quickly.
'Nice to meet you,' said James holding his hand out to shake Ron and Hermione's.
'I was just asking them what they want to drink, you like drink James or Lily?' asked Sirius.
'Oh yes please,' said James and Lily at the same time.
'I'll have a butterbeer,' said James, 'I haven't had one for sixteen years!'
'May I have a cherry syrup and soda please Sirius,' asked Lily. Sirius walked into the kitchen, then came out again.
'What did you want again Harry?' he asked.
'Butterbeer please Sirius,' he asked. Sirius walked back into the kitchen then came out again a few minutes later with size tall glasses. He gave round the drinks, and sat down along with everyone else.
Over the next few hours, Harry, Ron and Hermione enjoyed hearing about Harry's parents, and the James, Lily and Sirius were just as intrigued as they listened to Harry's, Ron's and Hermione's stories. Finally, at five o'clock, just after Harry had been telling his parents about the Tri-Wizard Tournament, James spoke.
'Well, it's been a wonderful afternoon, although I'm sure you'll be wanting to get back to the castle, because the school's having a huge feast. Everyone's celebrating. Haven't you seen all the owls about today? So, Harry, Ron and Hermione went out again and went back to Hogwarts. They entered the Great Hall, which was already packed, and sat down. Almost immediately after they had sat down, Dumbledore came in. The students silenced.
'As you all know, today may well be the best day of our lives. Last night, Lord Voldermort finally disappeared, never to be seen again. All the people he murdered have come back to life.'
The Students applauded after Dumbledore's Quick speech. Then, hundreds of plates of food appeared from nowhere, and everybody helped themselves to food. Harry thought, that this was probably the best feast that he'd ever been to, even better than the one when he defeated the basilisk in his second year.
'You're parents are really cool,' said Ron as they left the great hall and started up the stairs. Harry didn't really know what to say to this. Ron Continued. 'They've done way more than my parents. My parents are boring.'
'That's not true,' said Harry and Hermione at exactly the same time.
'Well, what've they ever done?' asked Ron.
'Oh Ron,' said Hermione, 'Every son of daughter want's their father be a hero.'
'I guess,' said Ron, 'but they've still done more interesting stuff.' Hermione didn't know what to say, so she kept her mouth shut. They went with the flow up to the Gryffindor common room. They went straight up to their dormitories and slumped out on their beds. Harry heard Ron start snoring almost straight away, but he lay awake for a while, thinking about the events of that day.