The Aftermath
By S. Christian
DISCLAIMER: This fic is based on charactars and situations created by J.K. Rowling and not myself. I have no money, therefore please, try your best not to sue me.
This fic is about situations that occur starting 6 months after the defeat of Voldemort. Harry has become a skilled Auror, Ron a professional quidditch star, and Hermione is working for the Ministry of Magic. But our story doesn't directly start with them.
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The pale man ducked in the ally. He knew the Ministry was after him. But he wasn't guilty. In fact, he was more than innocent. He helped in the defeat of Voldemort. He didn't know what to do.
As he past the ministry, he figured it out. He shifted into his Animagus form and started toward the building.
Yes, this was the only way. He knew some one that could help him. He didn't know if they would. He'd certainly deserve it if they didn't. But he had to try. It was the only way to clear his name. He would have to go see a boy he once knew.
He would have to go see Harry Potter
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A 22 year old Harry Potter sat in the Auror's office of the Ministry. It was dark and raining outside, but he didn't mind. He did mind that it was only 9:00 at night. Being an Auror, he wouldn't be able to go back to his flat for another hour. At least Hermione worked late so he wouldn't feel bad.
Not that Harry felt bad about working late with almost nothing to do since most of the infamous Death Eaters were captured and executed. He did feel good, though, that Hermione cared enough to stay. He shared a flat with his best friends Hermione and Ron, but mostly Hermione. Ron went and made a name for himself as keeper for the Chudley Cannons.
Harry just sat back and read the latest copy of Quidditch Monthly. Then he saw something out of the corner of his eye. Something black. He looked over at his companion's (Neville Longbottom) desk (whose shift was over hours ago).
It was a raven. At first it just stared. But then he saw it was changing. An Animagus.
Harry pulled out his wand on the pretense that anyone may attack. Then he saw who it was.
A dirty, rugged and slightly scarred Draco Malfoy lay before him. At first, Harry didn't know what to think. He just stared. Draco was the first to speak.
"Hello there, Potter."
Harry snapped back to it. "Excuse me, Malfoy, but I'm not so sure the Auror's Office at the Ministry is the best place for a wanted man. But that was your choice. I'm going to have to take you in."
"No, Harry," Malfoy said quickly. "I came because I knew you were the only one that would beleive me and that could help me."
"Wait. Wait. Wait," Harry said. "Help you with what? You are accused of being a Death Eater. No one can and will help you. Definitely not me."
"But that's just it. I'm only accused of being a Death Eater. I wasn't one. I refused when my father came to me. After that, before his execution, he framed me." With these words, Draco's eyes glistened. Harry started to beleive him.
Harry now spoke. "This may sound strange, Draco, but I beleive you."
Draco was taken aback. Harry not only beleived him, but was almost being a friend. He had used his first name. "Do you know what we can you."
"Aurors have power in the ministry. I can clear you with a few good witnesses."
Draco was confused. "Witnesses?"
"An Auror usually won't clear a man, especially one that he used to hate," Harry explained. "Hermione and Ron should be able to help. I'll explain to Hermione, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to pull Ron in. Last I checked he was in Bulgaria. Of course, if I know Ron and he runs into Krum, he'll be back on suspension."
Draco managed to laugh. "Weasley hasn't changed a bit. A product of his temper. But if you don't mind me asking, what can Granger and Weasley prove?"
Harry smirked. "That I hated you beyond all belief."
"Oh."
An owl appeared at the office door then. Harry removed the letter from the owl and shooed it off. Discontented, it left. It was from Ron.
Harry,
It's me. Ron. Turns out I'll be home sooner than I suspected. Ran into Krum and couldn't resist the temptation. Knocked the shit out of him. Five game suspension. Oh well. Left Bulgaria with a smile on my face. Tell Hermione I'll be home at 11:00 tomorrow night. Can't wait.
Your Friend,
Ron
"We're in luck, Draco," Harry said with a smile.
"And why is that?"
"Because you'll get to see Ron as soon as we hoped."
Draco frowned. "Shit. This won't go well."
Harry started to laugh. "On the contrary, Draco, this should be very amusing,"
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"The Minister will not have this foolishness. He is a wanted man and by all means he should be executed for all that it's worth."
Harry looked seriously at Percy Weasley. "Unfortunately, Percy, I out rank you. Therefore, you shall let me through to talk to the Minister personally."
Percy was infuriated. In either case, Percy stepped aside. Harry and Draco walked by to the Minister's office. As they walked by, Harry spoke to Percy without turning around. "Ron got suspended again."
Percy raised an eye brow. "Bulgaria?"
"Bulgaria."
Percy rolled his eyes. As Harry and Draco went into the office, Percy sighed. "Figures."
Minister Dumbledore looked up. For his efforts in defeating Voldermort, he was made Minister of Magic. His efforts included getting Harry to Voldemort's base and capturing many Death Eaters.
"Ah. Harry. Come and sit down. And I see you have Malfoy with you." Dumbledore stared at Malfoy with his pale blue eyes. He knew Draco was innocent. Unfortunately, the Council of Elders was harder to persuade than most people. They believed Malfoy guilty. Therefore, Aurors were still ordered after him.
"Minister Dumbledore." Harry bowed his head. "I'd like to formally make an appeal to the Council of Elders. I'd like to state one Draco Malfoy's innocence."
"Of course." Dumbledore was still looking at Draco. "And, are you, Mister Malfoy, ready to give a testimony?"
Draco nodded his head softly. "Yes, sir. As soon as possible."
Dumbledore turned to Harry. "When, Mr. Potter, would you like this appeal to occur?"
Harry replied in a determined voice, "Two days,sir. On July 31st, at 10:00 AM. Would this give you ample time to notify the Council and get an answer."
Dumbledore nodded. "Everything will be taken care of. Now if I'm not mistaken, it is time for you to go home for the night. By law, we will have to hold Draco here for the night and all day tomorrow. If he is cleared, we can let him go on probation. Then he'll be completely free."
Draco frowned. "So you'll have to keep me behind bars."
Dumbledore nodded. "Yes. But you have my highest confidence. In a couple days, you'll have nothing to worry about."
Harry patted Draco's back. "Don't worry about it. We'll get you out of here soon. But for now, I must be leaving. Have fun. I'll see you tomorrow. And past prisoners say the corn bread sucks, so stay away from that."
With that, Harry left Draco with Dumbledore.
Draco shook his head. "Changed, that man has."
Dumbledore gave a smile. "You have no idea."
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Come on... Whaddya think... R&R and I promise next chapter will include some H&Hr... Until then, I must say adios!
By S. Christian
DISCLAIMER: This fic is based on charactars and situations created by J.K. Rowling and not myself. I have no money, therefore please, try your best not to sue me.
This fic is about situations that occur starting 6 months after the defeat of Voldemort. Harry has become a skilled Auror, Ron a professional quidditch star, and Hermione is working for the Ministry of Magic. But our story doesn't directly start with them.
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The pale man ducked in the ally. He knew the Ministry was after him. But he wasn't guilty. In fact, he was more than innocent. He helped in the defeat of Voldemort. He didn't know what to do.
As he past the ministry, he figured it out. He shifted into his Animagus form and started toward the building.
Yes, this was the only way. He knew some one that could help him. He didn't know if they would. He'd certainly deserve it if they didn't. But he had to try. It was the only way to clear his name. He would have to go see a boy he once knew.
He would have to go see Harry Potter
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A 22 year old Harry Potter sat in the Auror's office of the Ministry. It was dark and raining outside, but he didn't mind. He did mind that it was only 9:00 at night. Being an Auror, he wouldn't be able to go back to his flat for another hour. At least Hermione worked late so he wouldn't feel bad.
Not that Harry felt bad about working late with almost nothing to do since most of the infamous Death Eaters were captured and executed. He did feel good, though, that Hermione cared enough to stay. He shared a flat with his best friends Hermione and Ron, but mostly Hermione. Ron went and made a name for himself as keeper for the Chudley Cannons.
Harry just sat back and read the latest copy of Quidditch Monthly. Then he saw something out of the corner of his eye. Something black. He looked over at his companion's (Neville Longbottom) desk (whose shift was over hours ago).
It was a raven. At first it just stared. But then he saw it was changing. An Animagus.
Harry pulled out his wand on the pretense that anyone may attack. Then he saw who it was.
A dirty, rugged and slightly scarred Draco Malfoy lay before him. At first, Harry didn't know what to think. He just stared. Draco was the first to speak.
"Hello there, Potter."
Harry snapped back to it. "Excuse me, Malfoy, but I'm not so sure the Auror's Office at the Ministry is the best place for a wanted man. But that was your choice. I'm going to have to take you in."
"No, Harry," Malfoy said quickly. "I came because I knew you were the only one that would beleive me and that could help me."
"Wait. Wait. Wait," Harry said. "Help you with what? You are accused of being a Death Eater. No one can and will help you. Definitely not me."
"But that's just it. I'm only accused of being a Death Eater. I wasn't one. I refused when my father came to me. After that, before his execution, he framed me." With these words, Draco's eyes glistened. Harry started to beleive him.
Harry now spoke. "This may sound strange, Draco, but I beleive you."
Draco was taken aback. Harry not only beleived him, but was almost being a friend. He had used his first name. "Do you know what we can you."
"Aurors have power in the ministry. I can clear you with a few good witnesses."
Draco was confused. "Witnesses?"
"An Auror usually won't clear a man, especially one that he used to hate," Harry explained. "Hermione and Ron should be able to help. I'll explain to Hermione, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to pull Ron in. Last I checked he was in Bulgaria. Of course, if I know Ron and he runs into Krum, he'll be back on suspension."
Draco managed to laugh. "Weasley hasn't changed a bit. A product of his temper. But if you don't mind me asking, what can Granger and Weasley prove?"
Harry smirked. "That I hated you beyond all belief."
"Oh."
An owl appeared at the office door then. Harry removed the letter from the owl and shooed it off. Discontented, it left. It was from Ron.
Harry,
It's me. Ron. Turns out I'll be home sooner than I suspected. Ran into Krum and couldn't resist the temptation. Knocked the shit out of him. Five game suspension. Oh well. Left Bulgaria with a smile on my face. Tell Hermione I'll be home at 11:00 tomorrow night. Can't wait.
Your Friend,
Ron
"We're in luck, Draco," Harry said with a smile.
"And why is that?"
"Because you'll get to see Ron as soon as we hoped."
Draco frowned. "Shit. This won't go well."
Harry started to laugh. "On the contrary, Draco, this should be very amusing,"
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"The Minister will not have this foolishness. He is a wanted man and by all means he should be executed for all that it's worth."
Harry looked seriously at Percy Weasley. "Unfortunately, Percy, I out rank you. Therefore, you shall let me through to talk to the Minister personally."
Percy was infuriated. In either case, Percy stepped aside. Harry and Draco walked by to the Minister's office. As they walked by, Harry spoke to Percy without turning around. "Ron got suspended again."
Percy raised an eye brow. "Bulgaria?"
"Bulgaria."
Percy rolled his eyes. As Harry and Draco went into the office, Percy sighed. "Figures."
Minister Dumbledore looked up. For his efforts in defeating Voldermort, he was made Minister of Magic. His efforts included getting Harry to Voldemort's base and capturing many Death Eaters.
"Ah. Harry. Come and sit down. And I see you have Malfoy with you." Dumbledore stared at Malfoy with his pale blue eyes. He knew Draco was innocent. Unfortunately, the Council of Elders was harder to persuade than most people. They believed Malfoy guilty. Therefore, Aurors were still ordered after him.
"Minister Dumbledore." Harry bowed his head. "I'd like to formally make an appeal to the Council of Elders. I'd like to state one Draco Malfoy's innocence."
"Of course." Dumbledore was still looking at Draco. "And, are you, Mister Malfoy, ready to give a testimony?"
Draco nodded his head softly. "Yes, sir. As soon as possible."
Dumbledore turned to Harry. "When, Mr. Potter, would you like this appeal to occur?"
Harry replied in a determined voice, "Two days,sir. On July 31st, at 10:00 AM. Would this give you ample time to notify the Council and get an answer."
Dumbledore nodded. "Everything will be taken care of. Now if I'm not mistaken, it is time for you to go home for the night. By law, we will have to hold Draco here for the night and all day tomorrow. If he is cleared, we can let him go on probation. Then he'll be completely free."
Draco frowned. "So you'll have to keep me behind bars."
Dumbledore nodded. "Yes. But you have my highest confidence. In a couple days, you'll have nothing to worry about."
Harry patted Draco's back. "Don't worry about it. We'll get you out of here soon. But for now, I must be leaving. Have fun. I'll see you tomorrow. And past prisoners say the corn bread sucks, so stay away from that."
With that, Harry left Draco with Dumbledore.
Draco shook his head. "Changed, that man has."
Dumbledore gave a smile. "You have no idea."
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Come on... Whaddya think... R&R and I promise next chapter will include some H&Hr... Until then, I must say adios!