Present Day...
Sirius smiled to himself. He and James had prided themselves on the fact that nobody knew their prank, even to this day. Nothing had ever been proved, so no one was punished. Snape was still without girl and without brains it seemed, as Sirius remembered he had not scored well on many areas of the O.W.L.S. He was really only good at Potions. This was one of Sirius's fondest memories, along with the one with him and Anya at the Shrieking Shack. He was about to cast his mind back to that day, when he shook his head in disgust. "Ugh, why do I keep doing this?" he said out loud.
"Doing what?" Remus had entered the kitchen with the week's shopping. Sirius took the opportunity to change the topic.
"I can't wait till I can go out in public and buy my own food for once!" Sirius ripped off a piece of bread and popped it into his mouth.
"Actually Sirius, I wanted to talk to you about that. There was talk in the market today that some pieces of evidence have been found which don't damn you for once!" Sirius lifted his head in interest.
"Well it seems that a witness has stepped forward and placed Peter Pettigrew on the scene" Remus looked satisfied with himself.
"Yes well, people already know he was on the scene. They think I blew him up, remember?" Sirius said sarcastically. Remus smirked.
"Yes, but this witness is claiming that not only was witness there, he was without a finger on his hand!" Sirius felt his hopes lift, but he quickly lowered them again, and sighed.
"It doesn't prove anything," he said sadly.
"No, but it goes a long way toward backing up Albus Dumbledore's story about what happened" Remus said. He wasn't sure whether or not to tell Sirius his next piece of information. He saw the look of disappointment on Sirius's face and decided he'd better spill.
"There's going to be a retrial" Remus burst out.
"Of my case?" Sirius looked astounded.
"Yes. This finger story, combined with Albus's story has a little credit to the court. They have decided to hold a retrial, and they're positive that if anyone can back up your story, you will be free," Lupin looked happy with himself, he had obviously brightened Sirius's world.
At Hogwarts....
The next morning, Transfiguration was held first up. McGonagall assigned them all the task of turning water into wine. Hermione succeeded in her task, and Harry thought his may have became non-alcoholic wine, but he stuck by his statement that McGonagall didn't specify what kind of wine she wanted. Ron was just plain worried. He had turned his water into purple, black current wine. Hermione's was a crisp, white Chardonnay. By the end of tasting all the wines, Prof. McGonagall was acting quite strange, and looked a little off balance.
"OK, my little fluffernuts, off to your next exam!" she dismissed the class, and everyone gave each other a confused look.
"I don't care what she said! We only have one exam left!" Ron was thrilled. So they quickly headed off to Charms, feeling confident,
Prof. Flitwick met all the students in his charms class.
"Students, today, all I want to see is you cast a kissing charm on your partner. So of course I want boys paired with girls." Harry flushed, this was not his favourite charm. It had the castee blowing kisses at the caster for hours, it got very tiring very quickly. Hermione and Ron paired up, and Parvati quickly latched onto Harry's arm. All the class were successful in their kissing charms, so Prof. Flitwick assured them they would all receive top marks. This prompted much cheering that was to be heard down the hall. Flitwick, however, was getting sick of all the kisses being flown across the room, so he cast a counter-curse over everyone, and the affection stopped almost immediately. Only Ron and Hermione kept giving each other shy glances, and the occasional air kiss. As they were walking out of the room, Harry bumped into Dumbledore.
"Oh, sorry sir!" he exclaimed, and quickly helped Dumbledore pick up his stuff.
"No need to apologise, I admit I was lost in my thoughts and didn't see you there! However, I would like you and your friends to stop by my office sometime soon today. The password is Fizzing Whizbees." with that Albus Dumbledore continued off down the hall, whistling a nonsense song. Harry thought about what Dumbledore could possible want, and he hoped it had nothing to do with failing a subject.
For a few hours, the three friends lay on the grass near the lake. They still had 2 weeks left of school, but they knew the classes would be a lot easier. At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Fred, George, Katie and Angelina came down, all looking very relieved that they'd finished their exams.
"How was it?" Hermione asked eagerly, she couldn't wait to do the N.E.W.T.S.
"Don't even ask!" the four 7th years all said simultaneously. They then had a good old roll around on the ground laugh. All the pent up tension had screwed a bit with their heads. Sometime later, Harry, Hermione and Ron headed up to Dumbledores' office. Harry gave the password, and they proceeded through to Dumbledore's room. Fawkes the phoenix was sitting on her perch, and Dumbledore was sitting at his desk. "Ah welcome" he said to the nervous 5th years. "Don't worry, you have done nothing wrong" he assured them, noting relief on their faces.
"I assume you still converse with Sirius" Harry nodded.
"Yes, well he's be offered the chance to participate in a re-trial of his case." Dumbledore saw a look of absolute hopefulness cross Harry's face.
"There has been some new evidence found, however, you 3 would still be required to give evidence at the trial." Harry, Hermione and Ron stood stock-still. Dumbledore regarded them cautiously.
"It is the only way to get his name cleared."
"Of course we'll testify!" Ron said, cementing Harry's faith in his friends.
Sirius smiled to himself. He and James had prided themselves on the fact that nobody knew their prank, even to this day. Nothing had ever been proved, so no one was punished. Snape was still without girl and without brains it seemed, as Sirius remembered he had not scored well on many areas of the O.W.L.S. He was really only good at Potions. This was one of Sirius's fondest memories, along with the one with him and Anya at the Shrieking Shack. He was about to cast his mind back to that day, when he shook his head in disgust. "Ugh, why do I keep doing this?" he said out loud.
"Doing what?" Remus had entered the kitchen with the week's shopping. Sirius took the opportunity to change the topic.
"I can't wait till I can go out in public and buy my own food for once!" Sirius ripped off a piece of bread and popped it into his mouth.
"Actually Sirius, I wanted to talk to you about that. There was talk in the market today that some pieces of evidence have been found which don't damn you for once!" Sirius lifted his head in interest.
"Well it seems that a witness has stepped forward and placed Peter Pettigrew on the scene" Remus looked satisfied with himself.
"Yes well, people already know he was on the scene. They think I blew him up, remember?" Sirius said sarcastically. Remus smirked.
"Yes, but this witness is claiming that not only was witness there, he was without a finger on his hand!" Sirius felt his hopes lift, but he quickly lowered them again, and sighed.
"It doesn't prove anything," he said sadly.
"No, but it goes a long way toward backing up Albus Dumbledore's story about what happened" Remus said. He wasn't sure whether or not to tell Sirius his next piece of information. He saw the look of disappointment on Sirius's face and decided he'd better spill.
"There's going to be a retrial" Remus burst out.
"Of my case?" Sirius looked astounded.
"Yes. This finger story, combined with Albus's story has a little credit to the court. They have decided to hold a retrial, and they're positive that if anyone can back up your story, you will be free," Lupin looked happy with himself, he had obviously brightened Sirius's world.
At Hogwarts....
The next morning, Transfiguration was held first up. McGonagall assigned them all the task of turning water into wine. Hermione succeeded in her task, and Harry thought his may have became non-alcoholic wine, but he stuck by his statement that McGonagall didn't specify what kind of wine she wanted. Ron was just plain worried. He had turned his water into purple, black current wine. Hermione's was a crisp, white Chardonnay. By the end of tasting all the wines, Prof. McGonagall was acting quite strange, and looked a little off balance.
"OK, my little fluffernuts, off to your next exam!" she dismissed the class, and everyone gave each other a confused look.
"I don't care what she said! We only have one exam left!" Ron was thrilled. So they quickly headed off to Charms, feeling confident,
Prof. Flitwick met all the students in his charms class.
"Students, today, all I want to see is you cast a kissing charm on your partner. So of course I want boys paired with girls." Harry flushed, this was not his favourite charm. It had the castee blowing kisses at the caster for hours, it got very tiring very quickly. Hermione and Ron paired up, and Parvati quickly latched onto Harry's arm. All the class were successful in their kissing charms, so Prof. Flitwick assured them they would all receive top marks. This prompted much cheering that was to be heard down the hall. Flitwick, however, was getting sick of all the kisses being flown across the room, so he cast a counter-curse over everyone, and the affection stopped almost immediately. Only Ron and Hermione kept giving each other shy glances, and the occasional air kiss. As they were walking out of the room, Harry bumped into Dumbledore.
"Oh, sorry sir!" he exclaimed, and quickly helped Dumbledore pick up his stuff.
"No need to apologise, I admit I was lost in my thoughts and didn't see you there! However, I would like you and your friends to stop by my office sometime soon today. The password is Fizzing Whizbees." with that Albus Dumbledore continued off down the hall, whistling a nonsense song. Harry thought about what Dumbledore could possible want, and he hoped it had nothing to do with failing a subject.
For a few hours, the three friends lay on the grass near the lake. They still had 2 weeks left of school, but they knew the classes would be a lot easier. At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Fred, George, Katie and Angelina came down, all looking very relieved that they'd finished their exams.
"How was it?" Hermione asked eagerly, she couldn't wait to do the N.E.W.T.S.
"Don't even ask!" the four 7th years all said simultaneously. They then had a good old roll around on the ground laugh. All the pent up tension had screwed a bit with their heads. Sometime later, Harry, Hermione and Ron headed up to Dumbledores' office. Harry gave the password, and they proceeded through to Dumbledore's room. Fawkes the phoenix was sitting on her perch, and Dumbledore was sitting at his desk. "Ah welcome" he said to the nervous 5th years. "Don't worry, you have done nothing wrong" he assured them, noting relief on their faces.
"I assume you still converse with Sirius" Harry nodded.
"Yes, well he's be offered the chance to participate in a re-trial of his case." Dumbledore saw a look of absolute hopefulness cross Harry's face.
"There has been some new evidence found, however, you 3 would still be required to give evidence at the trial." Harry, Hermione and Ron stood stock-still. Dumbledore regarded them cautiously.
"It is the only way to get his name cleared."
"Of course we'll testify!" Ron said, cementing Harry's faith in his friends.