The Truth Behind The Lies
Chapter six
Disclaimer: I own nothing, now get off my case!
With a glance around to make sure he hadn't been spotted Harry pulled his collar up and entered the ministry building, around him woman in tight pink robes with big hair sipped coffee, filed nails and tried to avoid doing any work. With of course the exception of Hermione, she was dressed in a loose blue robe, her long brown hair was pulled back in a loose bun and she was typing on a decrepit old type writer. Harry made a mental note to buy her a battery powered lap top.
Ignoring the urge to take her into the copy room for rampant sex he instead headed for Fudges office, at the door he marvelled at how long the old crack pot had been in charge.
Fudge looked up when he knocked on the door and the aging Minister stood up and shook hands with him.
"Harry my boy, how are you?" Harry smiled and then inwardly cringing he put on a face of mock sadness.
"Well, since the death of my ONLY relatives, I've been coping as best I can, but it's the small matter of the man they arrested." Fudge nodded sternly,
"Ah yes, Draco Malfoy, if I had my way, I'd have TP'd him and sent him straight to Azkaban." Harry groaned,
"Well, the defence lawyer is an old friend of mine and she believes he is innocent, but with forensics being so slow, she can't prove anything. Is there any way you could hurry it up?" Fudge nodded and standing up he closed the door, blocking off the sound of chattering receptionists. He then walked over to his filing cabinet and pulling out his wand he whispered a password and the middle drawer slid open soundlessly removing a stack of paper he handed them to Harry.
"I think you might find these usefull, don't mention our meeting to anybody, as the Minister of Magic I am supposed to be impartial." Harry nodded and slipped the files into his briefcase, with another nod he let himself out of Fudges office. Once outside he punched the air startling several receptionists into giving him dirty looks.
"Harry what are you doing here?"
*Busted* his brain chided him, ignoring it he put on a face of innocence and turned to look at his girlfriend.
"Hey Hermi, I was just visiting Fudge to thank him for his concern over my well being." Hermione didn't look convinced and stood in front of him with her hands on her hips.
"Harry James Potter, what are you doing here?" Cringing at her use of his full name he took hold of her elbow and led her away from the giggling females.
"Now Hermione don't make a scene." Moments later he realised it was the wrong thing to say,
"You selfish, inconsiderate, pig ignorant BASTARD! How dare you come in here and visit Fudge then blatantly lie about it! I am supposed to be your girlfriend yet you obviously don't trust me enough to tell the truth!" Hermione's voice was getting higher so that it was almost the pitch that could break glass, stunned Harry took a step back.
"But, I, but," He said lamely, still to stunned to say anything.
"Obviously our relationship doesn't mean anything to you, well fuck this, I don't need to take this from anybody, especially you, go and take a jump off a cliff, fuck off, go on fuck off!" Turning on her heel she stomped off to be comforted by the PMS army who shot nasty looks at Harry whilst hugging a sobbing Hermione.
"Woah," Harry muttered sadly to himself before walking slowly out of the Ministry building.
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"Draco, this place is a pig sty! Will you clean up after yourself!" Ginny stormed as she hopped around the livingroom on one foot trying to find her other shoe. Draco looked up resentfully from where he was watching TV.
"I'm not the only slob around here you know?" He drawled turning his attention back to The Simpsons.
"Draco, unless it escaped your notice I am busy trying to prove your innocence!"
"Yeah, like thats so hard," Ginny spun to face Draco,
"What was that?" She snarled, Draco considered for a moment what she could do to him and said calmly,
"I said, yeah like thats so hard." The change in Ginny was almost immediate, she went from being a slightly irate woman in a green robe and one shoe to an incredibly pissed off woman brandishing a shoe with a spiked heel.
"Okay Draco, you think you can do better? Well heres your chance, I quit! You can go and save your own fucking skin! Now get out of my house!" Draco stared at Ginny open mouthed for a few moments then stood up, collected his possesions and left. Ginny watched him go, her anger fading away to leave only pain.
"Huh," She said to nobody in particular and throwing floo powder into her fireplace she made her escape to her parents house.
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Harry stared blurry eyed at the glass of unidentifiable alcohol in his hand, he had stumbled into The Leaky Cauldron after going home and finding his stuff on the lawn. He had asked Tom for something alcoholic and strong, Tom had nodded wordlessly and passed Harry a glass of brown liquid, he had downed it in one go, it felt like fire in the back of his throat, clutching his neck he had ordered another. Now six drinks later he was well and truly pissed, plastered, rat arsed, drunk as a skunk, what ever else it was called described his current condition .
"Maybe you should go home Harry?" Tom said gently, prising the empty glass out of his Harry's hand, Harry shook his head.
"I've not got no home! 'm all alone 'n this world and it'ss snot fair! No Mum, no Dad, no Hermi... Hermeeo.. Hermeeony, just me and Hedwig!" Tom sighed and writing a note to Sirius tied it to Hedwigs leg, Hedwig had been sitting disdainfully on the back of Harry's chair and with a spitefull nip at Harry's ear she flew off in the direction of Sirius.
With a sob Harry picked up his broom that was laying next to him and staggered out of the pub, wobbling slightly he climbed onto his broom and flew off into the night.
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Sirius sighed and stretched his legs out, he was sitting in a comfortable chair in fromt of the fire and reading a book by a muggle author called Terry Pratchett. Laughing at the antics of a wizard called Rincewind he was disturbed by the frantic tapping of Hedwig on his window. Opening the window he tore the letter off her leg and scanned the contents.
Sirius,
I've got young Harry here a little worse for wear, apparantly he and Hermione had an argument and broke up. I think you should collect him and take him home, although in his state who knows what he'll do.
Tom
Sighing Sirius abandoned his book and threw some Floo powder into the flames calling out
"Casa de Potter" and was instantly spinning towards Harry and Hermione's cottage.
Hermione was sitting at the kitchen table when he flew into the fireplace, she looked up and burst into tears,
"Hermione, what happened?" Hermione sobbed into a hankie and then said quietly,
"Harry and I, we, we had an argument, I was, was upset, because he, he lied about going to see, Fudge." Sirius nodded wisely but inside he was confused,
*Good Gods, it's James and Lily all over again, what do I do? Oh no, I have to offer advice* He mentally whined to himself, hugging Hermione he said as calmly as he could,
"Is there any other reason you are so upset?" Hermione nodded and Sirius prayed it wasn't her 'time of the month'.
"I'm, well, you see, I'm pregnant," with a mental whoop of joy, he hugged Hermione again,
"Hermione, thats incredible new, I take it you haven't told Harry yet? wait, it is Harry's isn't it? Oh no, thats why you're so upset, who's the father? No, wait I don't want to know!" He broke off his pointless ramblings when Hermione started laughing, at first it was just quiet sniggering and then it turned into full blown howling with laughter, holding her stomach with one hand and hitting the table with the other.
"You could at least have let me finish!" Sirius sulked folding his arms across his chest,
"I'm sorry Siri, but you were so funny, so panicked, of course it's Harry's, I love him, who did you think I had been sleeping with? The only other males in my life are the Weasleys, and, well, I love them to bits but I can guarantee, when the baby is born it'll have Harry's black hair and my brown eyes." Sirius grinned and hugged Hermione again,
"Hey I'm gonna be a god grandfather, thats is so cool."
Chapter six
Disclaimer: I own nothing, now get off my case!
With a glance around to make sure he hadn't been spotted Harry pulled his collar up and entered the ministry building, around him woman in tight pink robes with big hair sipped coffee, filed nails and tried to avoid doing any work. With of course the exception of Hermione, she was dressed in a loose blue robe, her long brown hair was pulled back in a loose bun and she was typing on a decrepit old type writer. Harry made a mental note to buy her a battery powered lap top.
Ignoring the urge to take her into the copy room for rampant sex he instead headed for Fudges office, at the door he marvelled at how long the old crack pot had been in charge.
Fudge looked up when he knocked on the door and the aging Minister stood up and shook hands with him.
"Harry my boy, how are you?" Harry smiled and then inwardly cringing he put on a face of mock sadness.
"Well, since the death of my ONLY relatives, I've been coping as best I can, but it's the small matter of the man they arrested." Fudge nodded sternly,
"Ah yes, Draco Malfoy, if I had my way, I'd have TP'd him and sent him straight to Azkaban." Harry groaned,
"Well, the defence lawyer is an old friend of mine and she believes he is innocent, but with forensics being so slow, she can't prove anything. Is there any way you could hurry it up?" Fudge nodded and standing up he closed the door, blocking off the sound of chattering receptionists. He then walked over to his filing cabinet and pulling out his wand he whispered a password and the middle drawer slid open soundlessly removing a stack of paper he handed them to Harry.
"I think you might find these usefull, don't mention our meeting to anybody, as the Minister of Magic I am supposed to be impartial." Harry nodded and slipped the files into his briefcase, with another nod he let himself out of Fudges office. Once outside he punched the air startling several receptionists into giving him dirty looks.
"Harry what are you doing here?"
*Busted* his brain chided him, ignoring it he put on a face of innocence and turned to look at his girlfriend.
"Hey Hermi, I was just visiting Fudge to thank him for his concern over my well being." Hermione didn't look convinced and stood in front of him with her hands on her hips.
"Harry James Potter, what are you doing here?" Cringing at her use of his full name he took hold of her elbow and led her away from the giggling females.
"Now Hermione don't make a scene." Moments later he realised it was the wrong thing to say,
"You selfish, inconsiderate, pig ignorant BASTARD! How dare you come in here and visit Fudge then blatantly lie about it! I am supposed to be your girlfriend yet you obviously don't trust me enough to tell the truth!" Hermione's voice was getting higher so that it was almost the pitch that could break glass, stunned Harry took a step back.
"But, I, but," He said lamely, still to stunned to say anything.
"Obviously our relationship doesn't mean anything to you, well fuck this, I don't need to take this from anybody, especially you, go and take a jump off a cliff, fuck off, go on fuck off!" Turning on her heel she stomped off to be comforted by the PMS army who shot nasty looks at Harry whilst hugging a sobbing Hermione.
"Woah," Harry muttered sadly to himself before walking slowly out of the Ministry building.
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"Draco, this place is a pig sty! Will you clean up after yourself!" Ginny stormed as she hopped around the livingroom on one foot trying to find her other shoe. Draco looked up resentfully from where he was watching TV.
"I'm not the only slob around here you know?" He drawled turning his attention back to The Simpsons.
"Draco, unless it escaped your notice I am busy trying to prove your innocence!"
"Yeah, like thats so hard," Ginny spun to face Draco,
"What was that?" She snarled, Draco considered for a moment what she could do to him and said calmly,
"I said, yeah like thats so hard." The change in Ginny was almost immediate, she went from being a slightly irate woman in a green robe and one shoe to an incredibly pissed off woman brandishing a shoe with a spiked heel.
"Okay Draco, you think you can do better? Well heres your chance, I quit! You can go and save your own fucking skin! Now get out of my house!" Draco stared at Ginny open mouthed for a few moments then stood up, collected his possesions and left. Ginny watched him go, her anger fading away to leave only pain.
"Huh," She said to nobody in particular and throwing floo powder into her fireplace she made her escape to her parents house.
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Harry stared blurry eyed at the glass of unidentifiable alcohol in his hand, he had stumbled into The Leaky Cauldron after going home and finding his stuff on the lawn. He had asked Tom for something alcoholic and strong, Tom had nodded wordlessly and passed Harry a glass of brown liquid, he had downed it in one go, it felt like fire in the back of his throat, clutching his neck he had ordered another. Now six drinks later he was well and truly pissed, plastered, rat arsed, drunk as a skunk, what ever else it was called described his current condition .
"Maybe you should go home Harry?" Tom said gently, prising the empty glass out of his Harry's hand, Harry shook his head.
"I've not got no home! 'm all alone 'n this world and it'ss snot fair! No Mum, no Dad, no Hermi... Hermeeo.. Hermeeony, just me and Hedwig!" Tom sighed and writing a note to Sirius tied it to Hedwigs leg, Hedwig had been sitting disdainfully on the back of Harry's chair and with a spitefull nip at Harry's ear she flew off in the direction of Sirius.
With a sob Harry picked up his broom that was laying next to him and staggered out of the pub, wobbling slightly he climbed onto his broom and flew off into the night.
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Sirius sighed and stretched his legs out, he was sitting in a comfortable chair in fromt of the fire and reading a book by a muggle author called Terry Pratchett. Laughing at the antics of a wizard called Rincewind he was disturbed by the frantic tapping of Hedwig on his window. Opening the window he tore the letter off her leg and scanned the contents.
Sirius,
I've got young Harry here a little worse for wear, apparantly he and Hermione had an argument and broke up. I think you should collect him and take him home, although in his state who knows what he'll do.
Tom
Sighing Sirius abandoned his book and threw some Floo powder into the flames calling out
"Casa de Potter" and was instantly spinning towards Harry and Hermione's cottage.
Hermione was sitting at the kitchen table when he flew into the fireplace, she looked up and burst into tears,
"Hermione, what happened?" Hermione sobbed into a hankie and then said quietly,
"Harry and I, we, we had an argument, I was, was upset, because he, he lied about going to see, Fudge." Sirius nodded wisely but inside he was confused,
*Good Gods, it's James and Lily all over again, what do I do? Oh no, I have to offer advice* He mentally whined to himself, hugging Hermione he said as calmly as he could,
"Is there any other reason you are so upset?" Hermione nodded and Sirius prayed it wasn't her 'time of the month'.
"I'm, well, you see, I'm pregnant," with a mental whoop of joy, he hugged Hermione again,
"Hermione, thats incredible new, I take it you haven't told Harry yet? wait, it is Harry's isn't it? Oh no, thats why you're so upset, who's the father? No, wait I don't want to know!" He broke off his pointless ramblings when Hermione started laughing, at first it was just quiet sniggering and then it turned into full blown howling with laughter, holding her stomach with one hand and hitting the table with the other.
"You could at least have let me finish!" Sirius sulked folding his arms across his chest,
"I'm sorry Siri, but you were so funny, so panicked, of course it's Harry's, I love him, who did you think I had been sleeping with? The only other males in my life are the Weasleys, and, well, I love them to bits but I can guarantee, when the baby is born it'll have Harry's black hair and my brown eyes." Sirius grinned and hugged Hermione again,
"Hey I'm gonna be a god grandfather, thats is so cool."