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HARRY POTTER AND THE STAFF OF MERLIN

PART 9

A/N Hi everybody! How's everybody doing today? This part is longer than the other, and continue to look for these to get longer and less frequent. Also, in this part Harry and Hermione talk a lot, and Hermione makes fun of Harry a lot. It is important to realize that this is completely benevolent, and it is not meant negatively in any way. They are best friends, and best friends poke fun at each other. Thank you, and please review!

"Hello, I am Professor Rostov. Welcome to the Russian School of Magic at Murmansk. I hope that you will enjoy your stay. On my left is Charms master Rudolph and on my right is Potions master Shankov. I see that you have already met our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Banan. I hope that you have had a good trip."

Remus spoke up. "We have, thank you Professor. I am Remus Lupin, former Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher and member of the group. I have with me Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. I am hoping that you can tell me why their presence was required."

"I wish that I could, but I am not aware of that myself." The potions teacher started speaking to Rostov in rapid Russian, to which he nodded his head. "You'll have to excuse the rest of the staff, they don't speak much English. You look famished, why don't we go into the great hall and eat dinner?"

"Sounds good to me. Oh, and also Professor Dumbledore sent you this package," Remus finished, handing Rostov a package. This done, they all headed inside the school. It was cold and a little damp inside, and no where near as beautifully decorated as Hogwarts. Still, Harry and Hermione got the feeling that it was very homely, and wouldn't be bad to live in. After a dinner of prime rib and pork roast, the three from Hogwarts got the grand tour from Professor Rostov and the teachers that accompanied him everywhere he went. Although the school was very large, it was still nowhere as big as Hogwarts. However, it was a lot more confusing, as there were a lot more narrow passages leading off to little doors in the wall. Hogwarts was by no means young, but next to this school it seemed as if it had just been built. Finally the group arrived back in the great hall, and Professor Rostov directed a ghost to take Harry and Hermione up to a dormitory while he and Remus went up to his office.

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Up in the dormitory, Harry and Hermione found their stuff already unpacked and ready to go.

"Thank god for elves, I hate packing."

"Harry, that's a horrible thing to say! House elves are like slaves, I can't believe you support it."

"Hermione, it's not slavery because they like it. If they were held and forced to work against their will, then it's one thing. But they like it!"

"They only like it because they don't know any better!"

"Don't tell me you're going on another S.P.E.W. kick, because I don't know if I can take it!"

"The only reason that S.P.E.W. failed was because its members weren't dedicated, Harry! Now, let's see, who could those unmotivated members have been, Harry!"

"I bet the unmotivated members were making up for their leader's obsessive behavior."

"I was not obsessive!"

"It was like you were starting a cult!"

"It was for a good cause."

"That doesn't mean that all members should have to take an oath of undying allegiance."

"If you don't support house elves, then why don't you just kick me out of school, teach me how to cook and marry me off?"

"You know, that does have its advantages, like-"

He was cut off by Hermione throwing a flying tackle, knocking him back onto the bed. She jumped on him and kneeled on his chest, not letting him up.

"Now, Mr. Potter, I do believe that you were saying something?"

Just then, the door to the room opened and two people walked in, stopping at the sight of Hermione kneeling on Harry. There was a boy and a girl, both looking about eighteen. The boy was wearing the same red robes that the professors had worn, while the girl had emerald green robes on. They gave Harry and Hermione strange looks, and Hermione jumped off of Harry and back on to the floor.

"If you're having this kinky sex thing now, we can come back later," said the girl. Harry looked at Hermione, having no clue what the girl was talking about. There was a minute of silence, and then the boy in the red robes spoke up.

"Sorry to interrupt anything, and sorry for the stupidity of my partner. I am Anton Grume, and this is Abby Mandigan. We are the one's who have summoned you here, and we must have your company for a while."

"I'm sorry, what Idiot, I mean Anton, meant to say is that we were the one's who brought you here and we need to speak with you." Anton scowled at her, but didn't do anything.

"Come, we will walk you to our meeting room. You will have to excuse Abby, she is an American, and we all know that they aren't all right in the head sometimes."

"I'd rather be an American then a stupid Russian!"

"Follow me please."

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Fifteen minutes later, Harry and Hermione were in a large brightly-lit room that was hidden under the dungeons.

"I am guessing that you are wondering why you are here?" Anton asked.

"Of course they are, Einstein."

"Abby, shut up for a minute. I am the Chancellor of the group known as the Defensive Coalition against the Dark Arts, just the Coalition for short, and she is the Assistant Chancellor. Got all that?"

Harry nodded dumbly.

"We are a group that has been in existence for over four hundred and fifty years, combating the spread of the Dark Arts. We promote international magical unity for the teenage age group. Our members range from fourteen to twenty, and all attend magical schools. Our former members include three ministers of magic, six deputy ministers of magic, and two school headmasters. However, they do not even know that we exist anymore, as we are the most secret society in the world. We only take the best and brightest, leaving no trace of where we have been or where we will go. If you decide to join, you will have to take an oath of secrecy. If you forfeit that oath, then you forfeit your life."

"Boy, somebody's in a happy mood today."

"I thought I told you to shut up."

"Bite me!"

"Could we please do this later?"

"Fine. Asshole."

Anton gave Abby and evil look, then continued. "About twenty years ago, the Hogwarts delegation of four withdrew from the society because they thought that the direct threat to themselves was to great, as Voldemort had risen to unbelievable powers. However, it turned out not to be a smart choice as two of them are now dead and one on the run for the rest of his life. Today there is a mirror of that situation. Voldemort has risen again, but this time he is not the only one. We have reports in from intelligence that there are at least four other dark lords in Europe trying to gain power. Fortunately for us, they are at odds with each other for the time being. However, if the ever ally then the world would be severely tested. The situation hasn't been this dire since 1940, when Grindewolde led a coalition of dark lords from Germany, Italy, Japan, and Romania against the world. However, there was cooperation between the ministries of magic at the time, and today international relations are not good. That is why if the ministries won't cooperate, we must. Any questions so far?"

Harry looked at Hermione quickly, then back at Anton.

"Yea, why us? Why do you need Hogwarts?"

"We have been trying to get Hogwarts back into the organization for a few years now. However, until last year we couldn't find anyone fit to do this. And when we did decide on someone, he died after only a few months collaboration."

"Cedric."

"Yes, that is correct. Now, we have chosen you because you are the top students in the school, and you have shown that you have the leadership necessary to do this for us. Harry, you have faced Voldemort every year and proved yourself up to the task. Hermione, you are the smartest student we have seen in a while, and you have attempted to start organizations before. How is S.P.E.W. going, anyway?"

"We had to disband it because of lack of enthusiasm of some of the members. But we did succeed in the goal to bring attention to the house elf."

"Good. I believe that all house elves should be-"

He was cut off by Abby. "House elves should not be free." She turned to look at Harry. "Do you have to put up with that crap all the time too?"

"Oh yea."

"Harry!"

"But it's true!"

"It is NOT! Look at Dobby!"

"Dobby is like you, kind of odd. Oh shit. I didn't mean it like Hermione, it just that… I can't think of a way to finish that sentence."

"You wait till later, Harry, you will pay for that one."

Anton cleared his throat impatiently.

"This is all nice and good, but if we could get on topic. You two will head the Hogwarts delegation and have two seats on the high council. Most of the time only the heads of the schools will meet, but once in a while we will have a meeting with full attendance. You will be summoned to these meetings by me, and provided with transportation. When you are gone, nobody must know that you have left outside of the members. Do you have one person at Hogwarts that you can trust above all others?"

"Ron," Harry said quickly.

"You must make him your first lieutenant and put him in charge of covering up your absence when you are gone. We hold members from ten schools, three here in Russia, two in the United States, one in Canada, one in the Iberian Peninsula, one in the Balkans, one in Scandinavia, and one that serves France, Germany, and the Low Countries. Hogwarts will be the eleventh if you choose to join. Before you do, you must understand the risks that you will be taking. You might be called on to do any number of tasks, ranging from fighting to spying to researching. Last year three members lost their lives, Cedric and two from Spain that were spying on a Dark Lord's meeting. However, there are great rewards. For the rest of your life you will have the friendship and support of your fellow members, and you will have a position of power when you graduate. We are a very exclusive society, and we treat our members well. What is your choice?"

"I'll do it," Harry said right away.

After a short pause, Hermione said, "I'm in too."

"That's excellent, now we only have the challenge and you two are in."

"Whoa, wait a minute. What challenge?"

Anton smiled at Harry. "What, you don't think we would let into our group just like that. You will be fighting the most powerful dark wizards in the world, surely you can handle an easy little test. Five minutes and it'll be over."

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Half an hour later, Harry and Hermione were standing in a clear spot of land in the middle of a forest that had been cleared like a small stadium.

"The challenge will begin as soon as Abby and I leave. The perimeter of this area has wards that will prevent you or anything else from leaving the area until you are the final two standing."

"What if we get in trouble."

"Then you die. What, you think we're going to try to come save you? We'll be waiting for you back in the castle. Toodle-oo."

"Wait a minute!" Hermione tried to get their attention, but it was too late. She turned to Harry with a worried look on her face.

"Harry. Harry. HARRY!"

"Huh?"

"Wake up dammit. Doesn't it seem a little bit odd that two people we just met have locked us up out here and are putting us to a test that could kill us and nobody else knows about it?"

"Um, no?"

Hermione only narrowed her eyes at him.

"I mean yes! It's yes, isn't it?"

"My god, you can be so fricken' stupid sometimes, you know that?"

"Um, yes?"

Hermione was about to tell him off when she heard a noise at the far side of the clearing and stopped. Turning to Harry, she motioned for him to be silent and get down. This done, he started slowly crawling towards the opposite end of the clearing. When he got in view of the creatures, he stood up and motioned her forward.

"They're beautiful!"

"Harry, you idiot, they're veela!"

Just noticing the two of them for the first time, the veela turned their heads towards them and started motioning that Harry should join them.

"Harry, don't pay any attention to them. As long as you don't want them, they can't-" Hermione broke off when she saw that it was hopeless. Harry had torn off his clothes and was now running full speed towards the veela in his boxers. Sighing to herself, she quickly said hydro fria, spraying Harry with freezing cold water. This worked as Harry gained control of his senses once again. Hermione threw him his wand, which he promptly used to stun a veela that was going after Hermione.

"Harry, you stupid bastard, why did you fall for that." She paused to use a hex on a veela that was going after Harry's back. "I swear, why am I constantly surrounded by hormonally active teenage males. All they think about, sex."

"Hermione."

"What? You of all people should know that that's true!"

"NO, DON'T MOVE. You have an extremely large troll behind you."

"So do something about it!"

"I can't remember the curse."

"Use the banishing curse! If you had been paying attention in charms then you would have known that…"

Harry banished the troll, but an entire troupe had come out from the edge of the field behind her. However, they didn't seem to be interested in Harry or Hermione at all, but instead were staring over at the veela. Harry suddenly understood, and pulled Hermione over to the side of the field. Lying down, he pushed Hermione down next to him.


"What the hell are you doing?"

"Shh. Just watch."

As Harry had suspected, the trolls went straight over to the veela, who proceeded to attack the trolls. The trolls then also started attacking the veela, using their giant clubs to good use. This went on for about ten minutes, and then the last of both sides fell to the ground, exhausted and injured in many places.

"Harry, you actually did something smart for once in your life. I am proud and very surprised of you."

"That was fun! Can we go again?"

"Harry, shut up for a minute and attempt to realize that you did something smart. Now let's head back up to the castle."

Harry started after her, then looked at himself and noticed for the first time that he wasn't wearing any clothes.

"Hermione, where did my clothes go?"

"You lost them being a hormonal git. Hurry up, I'm freezing."

"You're not the one in his boxers."

"I don't wear boxers."

"Be quiet."

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Back at Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore was holding another meeting, this time in his office.

"As most of you know, this morning Voldemort and a squad of Death Eaters went on a rampage in Dover. Thirteen muggles were killed, along with four aurors who tried to fight Voldemort and a wizard family of five. This is the first major attack since his resurrection, and if this is a sign of things to come, then we must start preparations for a long and destructive struggle. We don't know how Voldemort has regained so much power so quickly, but we do think that he is using magical talismans to aid him. The family that was killed had two students at Hogwarts and one too young to come. The Mcmillen's fought bravely, or so we think, but they couldn't stop the death eaters. Ernie was in the same year as Harry Potter, and we think that this was planned to upset Harry."

"Who cares if it upsets Potter, it's not like he matters," Snape snarled.

"Don't get all pissy just because he has more power than you do," Sirius replied.

"Don't start with me, murderer!"

"I'm no more a murderer than you're a Death Eater!"

"Please, Sirius, Severus, calm down. You are both important members and we would hate to lose you, but if this doesn't cease then we will have no choice."

"Sorry, Professor."

"Back to business. According to our contacts in the ministry, Fudge is still denying that Voldemort has returned, saying that this is the action of disgruntled Death Eaters. He is not going to support an investigation, and has attacked any groups such as ours that are forming."

"Screw Fudge. Do we even need him?"

"If we want the backing of the ministry and the people, then we will need him, Sirius."

"He is very weak and has almost no support, can't we just overthrow him?"

"No Mundungus. We aren't looking for power or recognition, we just want to prevent the rise of Voldemort."

"Kind of hard to do when your own government won't even recognize you, don't you think?"

"Witnesses say that there were only about fifty Death Eaters with Voldemort at the time of the attack, so he only took one squadron with him. This was not a major action; he just wanted to let us know that he's still alive and well. There's nothing we can do now, so I suggest that we all go home and keep our guards up. This meeting is dismissed."

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"Hurry up Hermione, I don't exactly want to get caught like this." Harry looked at himself quickly, clad in only boxers and covered with mud. They were almost to the door of the school.

"It's not my fault that you don't have any clothes on!"

"Just go quicker-"

They froze as the door opened revealing Professor Lupin and Professor Rostov.

"Where the hell have you been! We were looking all over for you."

Professor Rostov started backing away. "I guess I should be going now. Goodnight everyone."

The three of them started walking up towards the dormitories.

"So, what's your explanation for this?"

"Well, Professor, we had to do this thing for these-" Harry got cut off as Hermione kicked him hard in the shin. Nobody spoke for a minute, then finally Remus turned and stopped the two of them as they were going into the dormitory.

"Don't pretend that you were doing something for someone else. I was a teenager once, I know what you two were doing."

Hermione caught on. "Oh, please don't tell my parents, they would kill me!"

"Don't worry Hermione, I know it isn't your fault. The male is always at fault in these situations, because they're the hormonal ones."

"Hey."

"You can't deny it Harry. Notice how you're the one with no clothes on?"

"That doesn't mean anything!"

"It was your idea in the first place."

"What the hell are you talking about Hermione?"

"It was your idea to go outside!"

Remus sighed and left. He knew it was hopeless, so he gave up and went to his room.

"Brilliant Hermione! But why do I always have to be the hormonal and stupid ones in the stories?"

"Because it's just you Harry. Come on, I want to take a shower."

Heading into the dormitory, they were surprised to see Abby and Anton sitting on their beds, waiting for them.


"Good, you survived," Anton greeted them, then turned to Abby, "You owe me ten bucks."

"Hey!"

"Here's your damn money."

"Hey! Thanks for having faith in us!"

"Why should we have had faith in you?" Abby replied. "It looks like Harry had some fun with the veela. Harry, have I ever told you how incredibly sexy you are?" Harry laughed nervously. "In fact, I'd like to…" Abby trailed off, then whispered something in Harry's ear. Harry got beet red, then ran into the bathroom, muttering about having to piss.

"Abby, that was mean."

"Anton, that was fun."

"I swear, I have no clue as to how the hell you ever even got on this thing."

"Aw, poor little Anton, is he confused again?"

"SHUT UP ABBY!"

"Uh oh, Anton's getting pissed. Better watch out."

"I swear to god Abby, I'm gonna' rip your arms off and beat you to death with 'em."

"Got to catch me first." Abby jumped up and ran out of the room. Anton chased after her, then stopped at the door and spoke to Hermione.

"I'll leave you to clean up and get some rest. We'll be back tomorrow with more information for you two."

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Half an hour, two showers, and a new set of clothes later, Harry was lying in bed across from Hermione, who was reading in bed.

"Hermione?"

"What?"

"Why did you spray me with water when I was going after the veela?"

"Because you looked like you needed a cold shower."

"I did not. I was just bluffing, I was going to attack them right when you did that."

"Sure Harry."

"I was."

"I believe you, 'cough, cough'. Anyway, it looked like you needed a cold shower when Abby was talking to you. What did she say?"

"Um, nothing?"

"Sure Harry."

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Is Anton really going to kill Abby?"

"No, he likes her."

"What the hell are you talking about, they fight all the time."

"Harry, I am a female and we can tell when somebody likes somebody else. Don't question me ever again, understood?"

"Yes'm."


"That's better. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." Harry rolled over, and while contemplating what was wrong with females fell asleep.

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Remus meanwhile went back upstairs and started writing an owl to Professor Dumbledore.

Professor,

Have arrived at School of Magic. Met Professor Banan at airport and traveled to school. Met Professor Rostov and co. Had meeting with Rostov and gave him package. Not sure what Harry and Hermione were doing, but I found them attempting to sneak back into the school muddied and Harry only in his boxers. Claimed to be snogging outside, but I am suspicious. Will leave tomorrow afternoon.
Best Wishes,

Remus Lupin

Professor Lupin finished the letter and sealed it. Attaching it to a borrowed owl, he threw some floo powder into the fireplace and shoved the owl through, saying 'Hogsmeade'. Lying back on his bed, he quickly fell asleep.

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"Do you think we should wake them up?"

"Of course we should. But what's the best way to do it?"

"They did have a rough night last night."

"Stop being such an idiot." That said, Abby walked over to a sleeping Harry and started whispering in his ear. Much to Anton's surprise, Harry quickly woke up with a start, barely missing Abby's head with his own.

"Wake up Harry, it's ten and we have to get going."

"Harry need sleep now." He laid his head back down on his pillow and went back to sleep.

"Anton," Abby started.

"No. Harry, wake up. You'll be very sorry in a minute if you don't wake up right now."

"Anton, let me do it."

"Fine, go ahead." With a grin, Abby reached under the blankets. A few seconds later, Harry jumped up out of bed and began looking around quickly.

"What the hell?"

"About time you're awake. We've been waiting for you almost an hour. Wake Hermione up."

Harry went over to Hermione and proceeded to attempt to wake her up. After nothing happened for a minute, he reached up and pinched her nose shut. This brought the response he was looking for, as Hermione bolted up with a loud grunt.


"You bastard, what the hell are you doing?" She looked around and saw Anton and Abby looking at her.

"Good, now that we're all awake, we must meet one last time. Be down in the library in fifteen minutes. We'll have breakfast for you."

They left the room, leaving Hermione and Harry alone.

"I'm going to take a shower."

"I'll join you." Hermione gave him an evil look. "I didn't mean it like that, I meant I'll take a shower also." Hermione went into the bathroom at one end of the dorm, and Harry started towards the other one.

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"I'd like to thank you for having us, Professor Rostov. You have been very generous. You still don't know the meaning of this visit, however?"

"Alas, I do not. My head boy wanted to talk with those two, he said about transferring, although I have doubts."

"Professor Dumbledore would like you to join our alliance against Voldemort. We have many powerful wizards, but our numbers are limited. We have the head of Beauxbatons also, and we think that another school would help us immensely."

"Let Professor Dumbledore know that he has my full support always. We may be entering a new dark period, as Voldemort is not the only dark lord on the rise. We must start an international alliance to prevent this, or I fear we may return to the days of Grindewolde."

"We must prevent this at all costs."

"That is right. I will speak at the next meeting if Albus requests it. In the mean time, give him this letter and tell him to owl me with his reply." Rostov handed Remus a long and thick parchment sealed with the emblem of a bear eating a moose. "Let us now go to the great hall and eat a final lunch."

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"Minister Fudge, this is blatantly an act of You-Know-Who. You are the only person in this room who cannot see that."

"Arthur is right, Cornelius. We must act now, or else my aurors will be of no use and it will be too late!"

"Minister, I must agree with them. We must at least release a statement acknowledging his presence."

"SILENCE! I am the minister of magic, and I say that there is no proof that You-Know-Who has returned! You call yourselves the heads of ministries, yet you believe in childish rumors. This meeting is over, and the next person I hear discussing these fairy tales will be removed!"

Arthur Weasley walked out of the conference room with Lugo Bagman and Vance Bones, who was head of the Aurors.

"That old fool really can't believe that You-Know-Who hasn't returned, can he?" asked Lugo.

"I don't know, Lugo, but he sure is denying it well."

"He better be careful, Arthur, because there are a lot of rumors about dissatisfaction within the high ranks of the ministry. I know that I can't hold back my aurors much longer, so he better start getting his shit in order."

The three of them separated at a break in the hallway, with Arthur going into his office and starting a letter.

Albus,

I just came out of a meeting with Fudge and the heads of the ministries. He is still denying it in spite of all evidence. Discontent growing among senior members. Vance Bones, possible recruit for source, says much talk among aurors about Fudge, most of it not good. He didn't like the fact that he lost four of his men.

Sincerely,

Arthur Weasley.

Mr. Weasley put the quill down and gave the letter to his secretary to send out as soon as possible.

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Harry and Hermione walked down the stairs and went into the library to meet with Anton and Abby. On a table were a large breakfast and a couple of bottles of butterbeer for them.

"Glad you could make it," said Anton.

"Hi Harry," Abby said this in a seductive voice.

"Hi."

"Harry, since you will be heading the delegation from Hogwarts, I will give you this orb. I can contact you at any time using this." He handed Harry a small glass thing that looked kind of like a snow globe. It was filled with misty black smoke. Anton showed Harry and Hermione how they could also contact him using it. "Harry, you will be heading the delegation. Hermione, you will be his partner, and all decisions must go through you. Now, you said that you would make Ron your lieutenant?"

"That's right."

"Okay then, those will be your schools top three representatives. As for recruitment, start with only five to ten people including yourself that you would trust with your life and are very powerful. We will give you ten sets of robes, ten masks, and ten broomsticks. Good luck and I'll see you again at the next meeting. They're waiting for you in the great hall."

"Bye Harry. I'll think about you when I'm in bed."

"Um, bye Abby."

They left, and Harry and Hermione went down to the great hall.

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"I don't understand why I can't just take a bus back. I could walk. I could do anything but take a plane."

"Stop bitching and get on the plane, Harry."

"Hermione, don't swear. And Harry, just get on the plane." Remus sighed. They were at the terminal of the airport and about to board their plane. Finally, after much coaxing, Remus and Hermione got Harry onto the plane.

"See, it isn't so bad, Harry."

"Maybe not for you, Professor." The plane gave a jolt and Harry sunk down into his seat. "Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god…"

"Harry, people are staring."

"I don't care."

They started to take off, and Harry looked like he was about to lose his lunch. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and pulled out his wand. With a quiet determination, he stunned himself.

"Professor, isn't that bad for him?"

"Yes, but it's better than being sick and entire plane ride."

Six hours later, after they had safely landed, Remus revived Harry. The three of them walked to a hidden fireplace in the back of the airport bathroom, and using floo powder quickly went into Hogsmede.

When all three of them landed and got their senses back, they could see that they were in the shrieking shack. They took the tunnel back to Hogwarts, and started towards the main building.

"Professor Lupin, you're not going to tell anybody what happened last night, right. I mean, we don't want people to know about me and Harry." She gave Harry a wink.

"I don't know, Hermione. I know that you're only teenagers, and that teenagers sometimes do stupid things-"

"Like when you and Sirius and my dad had too much to drink after you beat Slytherin in a quidditch match and 'accidentally' set the greenhouse on fire?"

"How did you know about that?"

"Professor Banan told us."

"That bastard. Well, the point is that while teenagers do stupid things, me and Sirius are now adults, and adults don't do stupid things."

By this time they were inside the school and walking towards Professor Dumbledore's office.

"What's that?" Asked Hermione.

"What's what?"

"Listen. It sounds like somebody is trying to kill a cat with a trombone."

"You're right. It's coming from the library, let's go see what it is." Remus took off after the noise, closely followed by Harry and Hermione.

When they got closer they could tell that it was two people singing. Remus opened the door to the library, and Harry's jaw dropped at what he saw.

I'm a lille' tea pot, long and stout here is my handle and here is my, um, what comes next… Oh, hi Remus. I found a new son. I'm adopting him now. But he still can't out drink his new daddy." Sirius seemed to be slightly tipsy.

Hermione cut in. "SEAN, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

Inside the library, Sirius and Sean were leaning against each other, both quite drunk.

"I love you Daddy."

"I love you Sean."

Hermione was staring daggers at Sean, who was not her favorite person right now.

Harry was smiling at Professor Lupin.

"So, Professor, what were you saying about adults not doing stupid things?"