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Chapter 42 The End of School
"Step back! Whirl to the left…left Ron!" The gangling red head staggered slightly as he replaced his steps. "Alright now out with the right leg!" He lashed out, Ira ducked and grabbed his foot. "Drop!" He fell over, "kick with the right, curl and punch!" Ron curled up over the leg Ira held, kicked his right leg around at her feet and punch her in the gut. Ira hopped back, releasing him, then attacked again. She leaped over him and landed in front of him as he rose, her fist lashed out, he ducked, and she pounced. Ron had ducked to the side, exposing his entire right side to her. He fell heavily and Ira rolled, slamming him down flat and pulling his arms up behind him.
"Give up?"
"Yeah yeah." She let him up and he stood, rubbing his elbow.
"Well done, you're definitely getting better." Harry told him, Ron frowned up at Harry where the other was climbing up the rock-climbing wall built into one side of the gym. As they watched Harry reached a section of the wall that tilted far outwards and began to climb along it like a spider over the ceiling until it tilted in again and he was momentarily lost from view around the projecting rock lump before he became visible again a she continued the climb. Suddenly he froze and leaped off the wall, falling thirty-eight feet, slowing his fall with a spell before landing lightly. His eyes unfocused and glazed a little.
Harry, could you meet me up in Albus's office in five minutes?
Of course. Harry turned back to his friends.
"I've got to go, meeting with the headmaster and Phoenix. See you tomorrow." He turned and hurried off to change into his robes, somehow he didn't think the teachers would approve of him running around the castle in muggle shorts and sleeveless shirt. Though since it was so hot out, reaching ninety almost every day, almost the entire student body had followed Harry's example of wearing a sleeveless of short sleeved top and long loose pants made of thin fabric instead of robes. Potions class had suddenly increased in popularity, one Snape was off working for this week with the Order, Caitlin had taken over, and the classroom was often the coolest place in the school.
**
Harry hurried up to Dumbledore's office, cursing his continued limp angrily. He'd been working his leg too hard with all his climbing and it ached terribly. The Quidditch match had slowed his healing process, and being hit on his inured leg by BOTH bludgers hadn't helped any. Up in Dumbledore's office Harry was unsurprised to find Professors Figg, Snape, Snape, Mundungus, Remus (both part-time) and Dumbledore along with Sirius, and Miranda. However to his surprise six other students sat around the desk nervously. Gave them all a respectful nod and sat down.
"Harry this summer is going to be rather tough I believe. We'll probably need your assistance in any number of attacks or whatever comes up." Dumbledore started, Harry nodded and looked at the eight students, noticing that all of them were students who had lost their families that year. Draco Malfoy, Erin Satya (fourth year Ravenclaw), The McKinnion twins Pearl and Janice (third year Gryffindor), Andy Vantinle (seventh year Hufflepuff), Tarra Mint (fifth year Ravenclaw), Grath Fort (fourth year Hufflepuff), Sandra Lilow (first year Hufflepuff), Cindy Matrick (sixth year Slytherin, Draco's girlfriend who had left home because her father was a death eater, her mother died when Cindy was eight) "Harry all of them will be staying here for the summer, if you were around any I was going to ask you to teach them some of the muggle fighting arts."
"I'll be around for a month before school starts (the summer was two months) depending on the circumstances, and I may also be around earlier, again depending on circumstances, I'll also be here for the week after school ends."
"Okay, when you return we'll see who wants to learn. You'll be keeping your ears and eyes out for any other students whose families are killed over the summer and such."
"Of course."
"Alright, so you eight, think about it, magic less fighting might come in very useful. Harry will be here at different points over the entire summer, depending on circumstances." He dismissed them and they left, once they were gone the discussion turned to the fight against Voldemort.
"Hello Harry, how'd you exams go?" Miranda asked him.
"Very well thanks."
"How about you're tests of Potions Mastery?" Sirius asked him, idly petting Raslith who was perched on the back of his chair. Harry grimed broadly, very pleased with himself.
"I got a 105%." He smiled even wider as every person in the room stared at him in shock.
"You WHAT?" Snape asked in astonishment.
"I got a 105%, my score was perfect and the extra was because I re-wrote some of the spells to bring out stronger results, or just to make the potion easier, and sent those in as well."
"Well done!" Sirius said…proudly?
"I doubt I called me here to talk about my exams." Harry commented.
"Yes, actually I wanted to ask if you'd like to take part in the order training over the summer. You already know basically all of it, at the most advanced level, but we're running out of ideas for new tests and group- forming challenges. Yotrisk suggested we ask you." Sirius explained, watching Harry carefully.
"More to the point I'd be able to help the Special Operations Division in their Honshu and pending Lively Isle operations… and the Unusual Abilities Department can finally sink their claws into me…literally…and dissect every once of magic in me just for kicks." Harry added dryly, everyone chuckled
"That too. I do look forwards to learning exactly what you're magic is made of." Sirius said, biting back a smile at the amusingly outraged look on Harry's face.
"Sounds good then." Harry said with extremely false enthusiasm.
"Okay, next topic: Fudge." Sirius said, then opened his mouth as he realized how Harry would take that.
"Fudge?" Harry asked innocently.
"The ex-minister…ah Harry you haven't pulled any fudge related pranks recently have you?" Sirius suddenly asked, for Harry's eyes were gleaming. Harry blinked at him in astonishment, then smirked.
"Perhaps." Loud groans came form all the teachers. "Well Fudge's mansion has two secret passages under it, he doesn't know of either. Using them the building can be raided easily. He got ten new followers on Saturday…bringing his total strength up to 84." Harry explained, Miranda blinked and looked up.
"Wouldn't it be 87?"
"No, two of his security guards are mine as well as his backup secretary, and I've got a snake in the manor, she discovered the passage ways. One of them goes from behind a bookshelf in the library to an underwater cave entrance in the pond. The other leads from inside a hollow tree outside to an entrance from the dining room ceiling."
"Who are these spies of yours?" Harry just smiled.
"The backup secretary will be entering the Order training with the other recruits at midsummer. The other two are security guards, both of whom have had the auror training, I trust them completely." The others nodded; Harry didn't often give away his spies names. He had five that they knew of now. Three with the Minister, one in the Ministry, and one at the Daily Prophet.
"And?"
"One of my spies observed the Minister grab at his left arm when Voldemort called his death eaters yesterday." Harry said calmly, ignoring their disappointment.
"We know he's a death eater, but there isn't any evidence."
"Another of my spies made a quick raid of his rooms and uncovered two letters sent to the Minister via owl, one had Lucius Malfoy's signature, it was sent before his re-capture, and another from Voldemort himself." There were gasps at this.
"Excellent!"
"Both letters were copied and the duplicates put in their places, the originals are in my room. You can try him for being a death eater, for accepting bribes from the death eaters before becoming one, and for ordering the murder of Andy Marlboro a month back, and for shipping huge amounts of cocaine and heroin into other countries, and England. He's massed millions over the years in drug deals. I've got letters, the money in his basement, and eyewitness from both security guards, and twenty-five large boxes of drugs awaiting shipment in his basement. I've got all three guards doing their best to keep him from shipping them ad placing tracing spells on the boxes."
"Wonderful Harry, wonderful, could you give us the information and evidence, we'll alert the ministry of his drug smuggling, the raid will be planned for the day after tomorrow."
"Sounds good."
"Thanks Harry, lets go, we've got work to do." Miranda said, standing she and Sirius vanished. Harry went back to his dormitory and sent letters to his spies, first by owl to a snake which then gave them the letters.
**
The next day the raid was conducted by the Blue and Red patrols along with some aid from the Ministry. Fudge was found guilty on all charges at his trial and sentenced to life imprisonment...after he was questioned by the Order of the Phoenix.
**
School would be ending in three days, classes were over and everyone was lazing about. It reached a hundred degrees out and many students were swimming in the lake. The Marauders were having fun handing out ice creams and Popsicles that grew your tongue, made you sing the national anthem, bunny hop everywhere, or drool. The Quidditch teams got together and invented a new sport, on broomsticks they used spells to try and knock opposing team members off their brooms and into the lake, all the while dodging a single bludger that had been given a five inch thick layer of foam around it to soften it. They also added sponge-balls to the game and tried to hit each other with them. The prefects arranged a two-day tournament in Splash, as the Hufflepuffs and Slytherins had unoriginally titled the game, anyone was allowed to play if they could get a broom. Teams consisted of ten members; each team had a color, which they wore to the game. In the end there were 42 teams, they had to give one third of them a color to wear then the other two thirds had a broom color or hair color. Harry's team, the Gold shirts, beat the Copper in the final.
The end of year feast took place amid red and gold banners, chars, tablecloths and napkins. Finally Dumbledore stood to give his speech.
"And we come to the end of another wonderful year at Hogwarts." He paused for applause and all the forks to get up and dance a quick jig. "Yes, anyhow, the points stand as: Gryffindor wins with 890, Slytherin second with 780, Ravenclaw third with 660 and Hufflepuff last but not least with 600. Congratulations Gryffindor for winning the house cup for the sixth year in a row!" Applause shook the hall, this time all the silverware danced including the plates with flipped up on the edges and began to spin and the goblets all belched off fireworks. "I'm sure you have all learned a lot this year, please don't forget it all. With the continuous threat of Voldemort hanging over us any of you who have lost your families are perfectly welcome to stay here at Hogwarts for the summer, or if you have any other sufficient reason, please contact staff if you have not already spoken with us about this matter. Be careful and have a good summer." He sat and the food appeared, blew up, and put itself back together.
The next morning Harry and Draco waved goodbye to the students with the other seven who were staying behind.
"We'll owl you every day." Ron promised.
"No don't, it might give away my position if I'm on a mission for the order. Just tell the owls to leave the letter on my bed at Hogwarts." Ron frowned and nodded, realizing that Harry's summer wouldn't be relaxing at all, probably 90% of it would be the opposite.
"Okay, stay safe guys and be careful." Ira said, Hugging Harry.
"We will, you be careful too."
"Bye!"
"Bye." They both watched as the train steamed off until it was out of sight. Then Harry turned to the other students.
"Anyone up for a round of Splash?"
It's FINALLY over! Sixth year is completed! Please Review!
I'll be writing a sequel…but not for a few weeks possibly months…I need a real break to get new ideas!
Chapter 42 The End of School
"Step back! Whirl to the left…left Ron!" The gangling red head staggered slightly as he replaced his steps. "Alright now out with the right leg!" He lashed out, Ira ducked and grabbed his foot. "Drop!" He fell over, "kick with the right, curl and punch!" Ron curled up over the leg Ira held, kicked his right leg around at her feet and punch her in the gut. Ira hopped back, releasing him, then attacked again. She leaped over him and landed in front of him as he rose, her fist lashed out, he ducked, and she pounced. Ron had ducked to the side, exposing his entire right side to her. He fell heavily and Ira rolled, slamming him down flat and pulling his arms up behind him.
"Give up?"
"Yeah yeah." She let him up and he stood, rubbing his elbow.
"Well done, you're definitely getting better." Harry told him, Ron frowned up at Harry where the other was climbing up the rock-climbing wall built into one side of the gym. As they watched Harry reached a section of the wall that tilted far outwards and began to climb along it like a spider over the ceiling until it tilted in again and he was momentarily lost from view around the projecting rock lump before he became visible again a she continued the climb. Suddenly he froze and leaped off the wall, falling thirty-eight feet, slowing his fall with a spell before landing lightly. His eyes unfocused and glazed a little.
Harry, could you meet me up in Albus's office in five minutes?
Of course. Harry turned back to his friends.
"I've got to go, meeting with the headmaster and Phoenix. See you tomorrow." He turned and hurried off to change into his robes, somehow he didn't think the teachers would approve of him running around the castle in muggle shorts and sleeveless shirt. Though since it was so hot out, reaching ninety almost every day, almost the entire student body had followed Harry's example of wearing a sleeveless of short sleeved top and long loose pants made of thin fabric instead of robes. Potions class had suddenly increased in popularity, one Snape was off working for this week with the Order, Caitlin had taken over, and the classroom was often the coolest place in the school.
**
Harry hurried up to Dumbledore's office, cursing his continued limp angrily. He'd been working his leg too hard with all his climbing and it ached terribly. The Quidditch match had slowed his healing process, and being hit on his inured leg by BOTH bludgers hadn't helped any. Up in Dumbledore's office Harry was unsurprised to find Professors Figg, Snape, Snape, Mundungus, Remus (both part-time) and Dumbledore along with Sirius, and Miranda. However to his surprise six other students sat around the desk nervously. Gave them all a respectful nod and sat down.
"Harry this summer is going to be rather tough I believe. We'll probably need your assistance in any number of attacks or whatever comes up." Dumbledore started, Harry nodded and looked at the eight students, noticing that all of them were students who had lost their families that year. Draco Malfoy, Erin Satya (fourth year Ravenclaw), The McKinnion twins Pearl and Janice (third year Gryffindor), Andy Vantinle (seventh year Hufflepuff), Tarra Mint (fifth year Ravenclaw), Grath Fort (fourth year Hufflepuff), Sandra Lilow (first year Hufflepuff), Cindy Matrick (sixth year Slytherin, Draco's girlfriend who had left home because her father was a death eater, her mother died when Cindy was eight) "Harry all of them will be staying here for the summer, if you were around any I was going to ask you to teach them some of the muggle fighting arts."
"I'll be around for a month before school starts (the summer was two months) depending on the circumstances, and I may also be around earlier, again depending on circumstances, I'll also be here for the week after school ends."
"Okay, when you return we'll see who wants to learn. You'll be keeping your ears and eyes out for any other students whose families are killed over the summer and such."
"Of course."
"Alright, so you eight, think about it, magic less fighting might come in very useful. Harry will be here at different points over the entire summer, depending on circumstances." He dismissed them and they left, once they were gone the discussion turned to the fight against Voldemort.
"Hello Harry, how'd you exams go?" Miranda asked him.
"Very well thanks."
"How about you're tests of Potions Mastery?" Sirius asked him, idly petting Raslith who was perched on the back of his chair. Harry grimed broadly, very pleased with himself.
"I got a 105%." He smiled even wider as every person in the room stared at him in shock.
"You WHAT?" Snape asked in astonishment.
"I got a 105%, my score was perfect and the extra was because I re-wrote some of the spells to bring out stronger results, or just to make the potion easier, and sent those in as well."
"Well done!" Sirius said…proudly?
"I doubt I called me here to talk about my exams." Harry commented.
"Yes, actually I wanted to ask if you'd like to take part in the order training over the summer. You already know basically all of it, at the most advanced level, but we're running out of ideas for new tests and group- forming challenges. Yotrisk suggested we ask you." Sirius explained, watching Harry carefully.
"More to the point I'd be able to help the Special Operations Division in their Honshu and pending Lively Isle operations… and the Unusual Abilities Department can finally sink their claws into me…literally…and dissect every once of magic in me just for kicks." Harry added dryly, everyone chuckled
"That too. I do look forwards to learning exactly what you're magic is made of." Sirius said, biting back a smile at the amusingly outraged look on Harry's face.
"Sounds good then." Harry said with extremely false enthusiasm.
"Okay, next topic: Fudge." Sirius said, then opened his mouth as he realized how Harry would take that.
"Fudge?" Harry asked innocently.
"The ex-minister…ah Harry you haven't pulled any fudge related pranks recently have you?" Sirius suddenly asked, for Harry's eyes were gleaming. Harry blinked at him in astonishment, then smirked.
"Perhaps." Loud groans came form all the teachers. "Well Fudge's mansion has two secret passages under it, he doesn't know of either. Using them the building can be raided easily. He got ten new followers on Saturday…bringing his total strength up to 84." Harry explained, Miranda blinked and looked up.
"Wouldn't it be 87?"
"No, two of his security guards are mine as well as his backup secretary, and I've got a snake in the manor, she discovered the passage ways. One of them goes from behind a bookshelf in the library to an underwater cave entrance in the pond. The other leads from inside a hollow tree outside to an entrance from the dining room ceiling."
"Who are these spies of yours?" Harry just smiled.
"The backup secretary will be entering the Order training with the other recruits at midsummer. The other two are security guards, both of whom have had the auror training, I trust them completely." The others nodded; Harry didn't often give away his spies names. He had five that they knew of now. Three with the Minister, one in the Ministry, and one at the Daily Prophet.
"And?"
"One of my spies observed the Minister grab at his left arm when Voldemort called his death eaters yesterday." Harry said calmly, ignoring their disappointment.
"We know he's a death eater, but there isn't any evidence."
"Another of my spies made a quick raid of his rooms and uncovered two letters sent to the Minister via owl, one had Lucius Malfoy's signature, it was sent before his re-capture, and another from Voldemort himself." There were gasps at this.
"Excellent!"
"Both letters were copied and the duplicates put in their places, the originals are in my room. You can try him for being a death eater, for accepting bribes from the death eaters before becoming one, and for ordering the murder of Andy Marlboro a month back, and for shipping huge amounts of cocaine and heroin into other countries, and England. He's massed millions over the years in drug deals. I've got letters, the money in his basement, and eyewitness from both security guards, and twenty-five large boxes of drugs awaiting shipment in his basement. I've got all three guards doing their best to keep him from shipping them ad placing tracing spells on the boxes."
"Wonderful Harry, wonderful, could you give us the information and evidence, we'll alert the ministry of his drug smuggling, the raid will be planned for the day after tomorrow."
"Sounds good."
"Thanks Harry, lets go, we've got work to do." Miranda said, standing she and Sirius vanished. Harry went back to his dormitory and sent letters to his spies, first by owl to a snake which then gave them the letters.
**
The next day the raid was conducted by the Blue and Red patrols along with some aid from the Ministry. Fudge was found guilty on all charges at his trial and sentenced to life imprisonment...after he was questioned by the Order of the Phoenix.
**
School would be ending in three days, classes were over and everyone was lazing about. It reached a hundred degrees out and many students were swimming in the lake. The Marauders were having fun handing out ice creams and Popsicles that grew your tongue, made you sing the national anthem, bunny hop everywhere, or drool. The Quidditch teams got together and invented a new sport, on broomsticks they used spells to try and knock opposing team members off their brooms and into the lake, all the while dodging a single bludger that had been given a five inch thick layer of foam around it to soften it. They also added sponge-balls to the game and tried to hit each other with them. The prefects arranged a two-day tournament in Splash, as the Hufflepuffs and Slytherins had unoriginally titled the game, anyone was allowed to play if they could get a broom. Teams consisted of ten members; each team had a color, which they wore to the game. In the end there were 42 teams, they had to give one third of them a color to wear then the other two thirds had a broom color or hair color. Harry's team, the Gold shirts, beat the Copper in the final.
The end of year feast took place amid red and gold banners, chars, tablecloths and napkins. Finally Dumbledore stood to give his speech.
"And we come to the end of another wonderful year at Hogwarts." He paused for applause and all the forks to get up and dance a quick jig. "Yes, anyhow, the points stand as: Gryffindor wins with 890, Slytherin second with 780, Ravenclaw third with 660 and Hufflepuff last but not least with 600. Congratulations Gryffindor for winning the house cup for the sixth year in a row!" Applause shook the hall, this time all the silverware danced including the plates with flipped up on the edges and began to spin and the goblets all belched off fireworks. "I'm sure you have all learned a lot this year, please don't forget it all. With the continuous threat of Voldemort hanging over us any of you who have lost your families are perfectly welcome to stay here at Hogwarts for the summer, or if you have any other sufficient reason, please contact staff if you have not already spoken with us about this matter. Be careful and have a good summer." He sat and the food appeared, blew up, and put itself back together.
The next morning Harry and Draco waved goodbye to the students with the other seven who were staying behind.
"We'll owl you every day." Ron promised.
"No don't, it might give away my position if I'm on a mission for the order. Just tell the owls to leave the letter on my bed at Hogwarts." Ron frowned and nodded, realizing that Harry's summer wouldn't be relaxing at all, probably 90% of it would be the opposite.
"Okay, stay safe guys and be careful." Ira said, Hugging Harry.
"We will, you be careful too."
"Bye!"
"Bye." They both watched as the train steamed off until it was out of sight. Then Harry turned to the other students.
"Anyone up for a round of Splash?"
It's FINALLY over! Sixth year is completed! Please Review!
I'll be writing a sequel…but not for a few weeks possibly months…I need a real break to get new ideas!