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Fate.
When the morning classes had finally finished, luckily without much incident, Ron, Harry and Hermione quickly walked out of the classroom. They were not really in the mood to talk to either, the Gryffindor students or Remus. Once outside, they quickly walked to a hidden corner of the garden and making sure no one had seen them, they levitated to the roof, insuring they would be able to stay out of sight for anyone who wished to talk to them.
Griffin sighed and laid on the roof, his lunch lying forgotten at his side. "I hate this, why does Dumbledore have to do this kind of things? What is he hoping to attain? We are not going back till next year, there was no need to bring them here."
Dragon and Phoenix laid down next to him, their lunch also forgotten. Harry sighed deeply, he had long ago stopped trying to guess what was going on in Dumbledore's head. They stayed in silence for a while, neither really in the mood for speaking. Suddenly they heard raised voices coming from under them.
"Leave me alone, you stupid jerk, we are not intersted!"
"Awww, come on sweetheart, we can have some fun together."
The trio groaned, recognising Hector's and Lavender's voices. Griffin banged his head against the floor where he was lying. "Not again! What's with him? Didn't he have enough yesterday?"
Phoenix sighed. "Seemingly not. Wait a sec, I better go help her before something bad happens."
But it was too late, a cry of stupefy made the trio groan again. Dragon sprung up and looked over the edge. Right under him, he saw Lavender standing with her wand in her hand, pointing menacingly at the two other boys. Dragon noticed with some satisfaction that Hector was knocked out. Phoenix, who had been looking down next to him, suddenly sprang down and gently levitated herself to the ground just when the other two boys began to turn around, frightened expressions on their faces. The two bullies stopped short and without wasting her time, Hermione punched them unconscious. Lavender gazed at her, a dazed look on her features. Hermione raised an eyebrow in her direction and flatly said, "You should put that wand away before someone else sees it."
The girl blushed a bit and put her wand back into her pocket. "Sorry about that. The creep was trying to touch me."
Hermione nodded in understanding. "We heard, but you really shouldn't have knocked him out, now we'll have to erase their memories."
A male voice interrupted them. "We've already done that."
Both girls turned around and saw Ron and Harry floating down. The red haired boy looked Lavender over carefully. "Are you ok? That piece of shit didn't hurt you, did he?"
The girl shook her head slightly. "No, I had stunned him before he could do anything."
While Griffin looked somewhat relieved, Dragon looked down at the three boys. "We should get out of here, there's no sense in staying with them, someone will find them soon enough."
The other three nodded and followed him, walking back to the main part of the grounds. Harry looked questioningly at the Gryffindor girl. "Why were you alone, Lavender?"
The girl smiled a little embarrassed. "The others and I were looking for you. We thought it better to separate so we could cover more ground."
Phoenix rose and eyebrow to the girl. "Why were you looking for us? Is there something wrong?"
Lavender shook her head. "No, everything's fine, it's just we wanted to talk to you."
The trio exchanged weary glances but finally Griffin nodded in acceptance. "Ok, where are the others?"
"We agreed to meet again over there." She was pointing to a large tree, a little separated from the main grounds. Dragon could already see two people leaning against it, waiting for them. As they approached, they saw it was Neville and Dean. The two boys were talking quietly and relaxed when they saw Lavender come back with the trio.
The teenagers all sat down, patiently waiting for the others to rejoin them. Harry was very aware of the mounting tension between then but he really couldn't think about something to break it, making small talk had never been his strong point and right now he really was not in the mood for it. Finally, after five long minutes, Seamus and Parvati rejoined them, sitting down between Neville and Lavender.
It took Dean another good five minutes to gather his courage and start to speak. "Look, er…, we are really sorry for thinking you killed all those people, and we are very sorry it had to happen to you. If there's something…"
Dragon raised his hand, making the other boy quiet down. "Before you continue, lets look at this from an objective perspective, shall we?"
The other teenagers nodded, wondering what Harry was thinking. Ron and Hermione were also a bit clueless, but were sure that what Harry had to say would be important. "Ok. We had known each other for four years and a few months when the first killing happened, right?" Harry didn't wait for anyone to confirm this, he knew full well that that had been the case. "Now, which one of you can say that he or she knew me back then as good as Ron and Hermione do?"
The other teenagers quickly shook their heads and Parvati spoke. "I don't know about you, guys, but Lavender and I don't really know much about Hermione, besides the fact that she likes to study. She used to hang out with you, and Lave and I hung out together."
The other three boys nodded in agreement, neither had been really close to Ron and Harry. Sure, they went along well, and they shared a room so, they knew more about them that another student might have, but they had not been close friends.
Dragon nodded. "So, we all agree we were not close friends, and that you actually didn't know us that well, even if we had been sharing rooms and classes." The other teenagers nodded. Phoenix and Griffin were smiling slightly, already having guessed where Harry was heading. "In that case, you will understand that we are not really angry at you. I don't want to insult you or anything, but if someone had accused one of you from the same things we have been accused, I, personally, would have believed it. I might have had a rough time accepting it, but after all it was the ministry and Dumbledore who said all that and even our families did agree. There was no way for you to know that we hadn't done it. There was also not a single reason for you to think that we had not murdered those people, all evidence was against us."
The Gryffindors were looking pensively, but they understood Harry's point. Neville was the first to snap out of his thoughts. "But, Harry, if you think that way, why are you so angry with the Headmaster and with your families?"
Griffin was the one to answer that question, even if it had been directed to Harry. "Well, we are angry with Dumbledore because he didn't try to find out what really had happened, he just assumed the ministry was right and would have sent us to Azkaban without a second thought. I'm pretty sure we wouldn't have got a trial either." With a smirk he added. "Of course we didn't stay around to confirm this." After a short pause he continued. "About our families, well, that's easy. They are our families and just believed what they were told. They have known us for years. I, at least, expected them to try and get me a trial, but the only thing they had to say was that from then on I no longer was their son. You can understand that those words are not easily forgotten."
The other teenagers nodded in understanding. Before any of them could say anything else, the bell announcing evening classes rang and the trio stood up. Phoenix motioned to the others. "Come on, evening lessons."
To be continued...
A/N: Thanks for all reviews.
Fate.
When the morning classes had finally finished, luckily without much incident, Ron, Harry and Hermione quickly walked out of the classroom. They were not really in the mood to talk to either, the Gryffindor students or Remus. Once outside, they quickly walked to a hidden corner of the garden and making sure no one had seen them, they levitated to the roof, insuring they would be able to stay out of sight for anyone who wished to talk to them.
Griffin sighed and laid on the roof, his lunch lying forgotten at his side. "I hate this, why does Dumbledore have to do this kind of things? What is he hoping to attain? We are not going back till next year, there was no need to bring them here."
Dragon and Phoenix laid down next to him, their lunch also forgotten. Harry sighed deeply, he had long ago stopped trying to guess what was going on in Dumbledore's head. They stayed in silence for a while, neither really in the mood for speaking. Suddenly they heard raised voices coming from under them.
"Leave me alone, you stupid jerk, we are not intersted!"
"Awww, come on sweetheart, we can have some fun together."
The trio groaned, recognising Hector's and Lavender's voices. Griffin banged his head against the floor where he was lying. "Not again! What's with him? Didn't he have enough yesterday?"
Phoenix sighed. "Seemingly not. Wait a sec, I better go help her before something bad happens."
But it was too late, a cry of stupefy made the trio groan again. Dragon sprung up and looked over the edge. Right under him, he saw Lavender standing with her wand in her hand, pointing menacingly at the two other boys. Dragon noticed with some satisfaction that Hector was knocked out. Phoenix, who had been looking down next to him, suddenly sprang down and gently levitated herself to the ground just when the other two boys began to turn around, frightened expressions on their faces. The two bullies stopped short and without wasting her time, Hermione punched them unconscious. Lavender gazed at her, a dazed look on her features. Hermione raised an eyebrow in her direction and flatly said, "You should put that wand away before someone else sees it."
The girl blushed a bit and put her wand back into her pocket. "Sorry about that. The creep was trying to touch me."
Hermione nodded in understanding. "We heard, but you really shouldn't have knocked him out, now we'll have to erase their memories."
A male voice interrupted them. "We've already done that."
Both girls turned around and saw Ron and Harry floating down. The red haired boy looked Lavender over carefully. "Are you ok? That piece of shit didn't hurt you, did he?"
The girl shook her head slightly. "No, I had stunned him before he could do anything."
While Griffin looked somewhat relieved, Dragon looked down at the three boys. "We should get out of here, there's no sense in staying with them, someone will find them soon enough."
The other three nodded and followed him, walking back to the main part of the grounds. Harry looked questioningly at the Gryffindor girl. "Why were you alone, Lavender?"
The girl smiled a little embarrassed. "The others and I were looking for you. We thought it better to separate so we could cover more ground."
Phoenix rose and eyebrow to the girl. "Why were you looking for us? Is there something wrong?"
Lavender shook her head. "No, everything's fine, it's just we wanted to talk to you."
The trio exchanged weary glances but finally Griffin nodded in acceptance. "Ok, where are the others?"
"We agreed to meet again over there." She was pointing to a large tree, a little separated from the main grounds. Dragon could already see two people leaning against it, waiting for them. As they approached, they saw it was Neville and Dean. The two boys were talking quietly and relaxed when they saw Lavender come back with the trio.
The teenagers all sat down, patiently waiting for the others to rejoin them. Harry was very aware of the mounting tension between then but he really couldn't think about something to break it, making small talk had never been his strong point and right now he really was not in the mood for it. Finally, after five long minutes, Seamus and Parvati rejoined them, sitting down between Neville and Lavender.
It took Dean another good five minutes to gather his courage and start to speak. "Look, er…, we are really sorry for thinking you killed all those people, and we are very sorry it had to happen to you. If there's something…"
Dragon raised his hand, making the other boy quiet down. "Before you continue, lets look at this from an objective perspective, shall we?"
The other teenagers nodded, wondering what Harry was thinking. Ron and Hermione were also a bit clueless, but were sure that what Harry had to say would be important. "Ok. We had known each other for four years and a few months when the first killing happened, right?" Harry didn't wait for anyone to confirm this, he knew full well that that had been the case. "Now, which one of you can say that he or she knew me back then as good as Ron and Hermione do?"
The other teenagers quickly shook their heads and Parvati spoke. "I don't know about you, guys, but Lavender and I don't really know much about Hermione, besides the fact that she likes to study. She used to hang out with you, and Lave and I hung out together."
The other three boys nodded in agreement, neither had been really close to Ron and Harry. Sure, they went along well, and they shared a room so, they knew more about them that another student might have, but they had not been close friends.
Dragon nodded. "So, we all agree we were not close friends, and that you actually didn't know us that well, even if we had been sharing rooms and classes." The other teenagers nodded. Phoenix and Griffin were smiling slightly, already having guessed where Harry was heading. "In that case, you will understand that we are not really angry at you. I don't want to insult you or anything, but if someone had accused one of you from the same things we have been accused, I, personally, would have believed it. I might have had a rough time accepting it, but after all it was the ministry and Dumbledore who said all that and even our families did agree. There was no way for you to know that we hadn't done it. There was also not a single reason for you to think that we had not murdered those people, all evidence was against us."
The Gryffindors were looking pensively, but they understood Harry's point. Neville was the first to snap out of his thoughts. "But, Harry, if you think that way, why are you so angry with the Headmaster and with your families?"
Griffin was the one to answer that question, even if it had been directed to Harry. "Well, we are angry with Dumbledore because he didn't try to find out what really had happened, he just assumed the ministry was right and would have sent us to Azkaban without a second thought. I'm pretty sure we wouldn't have got a trial either." With a smirk he added. "Of course we didn't stay around to confirm this." After a short pause he continued. "About our families, well, that's easy. They are our families and just believed what they were told. They have known us for years. I, at least, expected them to try and get me a trial, but the only thing they had to say was that from then on I no longer was their son. You can understand that those words are not easily forgotten."
The other teenagers nodded in understanding. Before any of them could say anything else, the bell announcing evening classes rang and the trio stood up. Phoenix motioned to the others. "Come on, evening lessons."
To be continued...
A/N: Thanks for all reviews.
