Trapped Like a Rat.
Harry had one last stop before heading home for the evening and then preparing for his trip to the Ministry of Magic. The Polkiss residence was right down the street. Harry looked at Astra's old house, currently Penny's, at number Six Privet Drive. And then was number two, Privet Drive. Harry only knew of the neighbors through Petunia's constant rants about how the daughter of the house seemed to get in trouble once a week over something.
Speaking of which, a pair of eyes appeared to be watching Harry from Number Two. However, as quickly as Harry noticed them, the eyes disappeared and the curtain abruptly closed. Harry stared for about ten more seconds before turning, very slowly.
Harry knocked on the door. The door opened. Lacey Polkiss greeted him at the door, dressed in an extremely short leather skirt and a tight top.
"Harry!" Lacey said excitedly. "Had a nice birthday?"
"It's not over yet," Harry told her.
"No, it's not," Lacey said.
Lacey just smiled when seeing one of the marks left on Harry's neck that had not quite healed. She took Harry by the hand and led him into the sitting room, with a smile on her face.
"Nice to see you could make it," Lacey said. "Sorry…I've got tea and cakes ready. Happy birthday."
Lacey slowly walked to her kitchen and swayed her hips, which allowed Harry a pleasant view of her bum and legs. Those legs stretched on for quite a while. Lacey stepped out of the kitchen as Harry got a look around. He noticed a display on the mantle which caught his interest.
"Oh, that's from Daddy's old club at Smeltings," Lacey said.
"Your father belonged to the Grand Order of Occidental Nighthawks?" Harry asked. "My Uncle just won't shut up about that club…he and Dudley's godfather, Ozzie, both belonged to it and he's hoping that Dudley gets inducted when he's sixteen."
Harry noticed a very peculiar looking ring placed on the mantle. Vernon had one just like it. Took an obnoxious amount of pride with it.
"Well, considering the acronym to that organization, I daresay Dudley would be a shoo-in, and Piers too," Lacey said. "Here…enjoy."
Lacey handed Harry the tea and decided to park herself right next to him. Her hand rested on Harry's thigh. She took one of the cakes and decided to feed it to Harry. Some of the icing got on Harry's chin, with Lacey wiping it off.
"Sorry about that," Lacey said while sucking the cream off of her finger. "And sorry about the way that I was treating you."
Lacey rested her bare legs against Harry's lap while she fed him cakes. Harry enjoyed how soft her legs felt.
"I was a brat towards you when I was younger," Lacey said. "And you were such a scrawny thing back then. BUt look at you now."
"Well, we all grow up," Harry said.
Lacey indulged in one of her cakes and then licked her lips, eyes glazed over.
"Indeed," Lacey remarked. "Are you leaving soon?"
"What?"
"Well, you leave after your birthday every year," Lacey said. "And you come back every June. But, things are weird this summer. Petunia's changed a lot and that's an improvement over who she was even a month ago. But, I heard that she's finally fed up with Vernon and she's divorcing him, taking everything from him. And Dudley's getting shipped off to military school to straighten his act out."
Harry contemplated what Lacey said.
"Not sure about the second one," Harry said. "Not sure if Dudley would last the first month."
"Oh, that would be a pity if he broke," Lacey said, although she was smiling. "And first month is giving him too much credit..
Harry just smiled
"Petunia is divorcing Vernon," Harry said. "Needless to say, Vernon did something that she could not overlook or condone."
"And you're not going to tell me what, are you?" Lacey asked.
"No, I'm more amused by the rumors and innuendo this neighborhood will come up with," Harry said.
Lacey offered Harry a pouty face, but Harry remained steadfast with his lips tightened.
"Well, Petunia's stepping up," Lacey said. "It's almost like she's become an entirely different woman. You know, like magic."
Harry smiled. Lacey had no idea how accurate her casual statement was.
"Happy birthday."
Lacey decided to drop all pretext and straddle Harry's lap. Harry realized she was wearing no bra given the nice view he got down her top. The buxom blonde woman leaned in and planted a huge kiss on Harry's lips. Harry returned, and Harry explored her body. He reached underneath her skirt and the kinky little vixen didn't have any underwear at all. Harry pressed down onto her legs.
"Naughty little minx," Harry growled. "And there's the cake I really wanted tonight."
Harry squeezed Lacey's ass and caused her to moan. His fingers spent some time working some magic and teasing Lacey.
"Oh, you're a bad boy, Harry Potter," Lacey said while grinding her pussy against his covered crotch. "And a big one as…well."
Harry squeezed her tit and made Lacey moan. He turned Lacey around and hiked up her skirt to reveal her perfect arse to his line of sight. Harry reared back and spanked her cheeks. Lacey moaned as Harry bent her over the coffee table and spanked her vigorously.
"You're a very bad girl, Ms. Polkiss."
Lacey closed her eyes and enjoyed Harry's hand spanking her. His fingers brushed against her horny slit and teased her. Oh, Lacey could just melt for him.
"Oooh, no, I'm a good girl," Lacey said in a breathy voice. "Let me show you…just how good I can be."
Lacey worked Harry's pants off and then his underwear. Harry's big throbbing cock smacked Lacey in the face. Lacey's eyes widened as her eyes raked up and down onto him.
"That porridge too hot for you, Goldilocks?" Harry teased her.
"Oooh, no, it's just right," Lacey cooed.
Lacey twirled her tongue down Harry's manhood and made him groan. Lacey's tongue traced patterns down his cock. Those fingers brushed back and forth and toyed with his big manhood. She gave him numerous kisses and started to works him.
"Imagine if Daddy can see me now. What do you think would happen?"
Harry just responded by grabbing Lacey's head and slamming her mouth down onto his cock. Lacey sucked him and made a hungry racket and blew him vigorously. Harry's cock throbbed when Lacey bobbed up and down. Those succulent slurps brought Harry further into her mouth. Lacey's face lowered down as Harry pressed down into her.
"Yummy."
Lacey swirled her tongue around Harry's cock and let her cry. She licked him like an ice cream cone. Hell, he even tasted like ice cream and Lacey wanted to eat his cum straight from the tap. She opened wide and took his cock down onto her. Lacey sucked Harry. Long, good, hard, fast.
Slurp, slurp, slurp, suck, Harry hammered Lacey's throat until she moaned loudly. Harry held onto her and rocked her. Harry leaned in to Lacey and edged into her mouth.
"Get ready," Lacey groaned.
Lacey lowered her lips down onto his cock and pleasured Harry. Her skilled hands manipulated his balls and pushed him down. Lacey gobbled Harry's cock all the way down her throat. Harry gifted her a reward and emptied his seed into her tight throat, spilling down into her mouth. Lacey tilted her head back and sucked him off.
The cum spilled into her mouth and it was more than Lacey could handle. She got some of it on her face and it splattered down, staining her shirt in the process. Oh, well, she should have known better than to wear a good shirt with what she was doing.
"Mmm."
Lacey worshipped Harry's cock with more kisses. Lipstick marks covered his manhood and charted the progress of what Lacey was doing to him.
"I never really believed the Dursleys and their stories," Lacey admitted. "You know about going to that school. St. Brutus's shut down about ten years ago."
"Oh did it?" Harry asked.
"Yes, I know how to do a Google search," Lacey said. "Then again, a lot of us humor the Dursleys because their buffonery gets a good laugh out of us. Vernon and Dudley more so than anything. Although some have bought that story, because they have no sense. Daddy for instance, he thinks you're nothing but trouble."
Lacey gave Harry a loud slurp.
"And the fact that you're everything he hates, really makes me horny," Lacey said. "And don't tell me…not right now….just enjoy this."
Lacey stripped her shirt off and revealed her glorious knockers. They were Fleur and Lavender tier for sure and Harry's eyes had been drawn to them. Lacey straddled Harry's lap and pushed his face down onto her chest. Harry sucked hard on Lacey's tits.
"My friend Roxy…she mentioned her brother has a roommate at his school who just happens to be named Harry Potter. You wouldn't happen to go to some super secret school for the gifted…up in Scotland, would you?"
Harry did not answer for a minute and just enjoyed burying his face in Lacey's chest. The older sister of Dudley's stooge of a best friend, moaned excitedly.
"I am," Harry said. "Well, I go to a school up in Scotland….well maybe."
"Roxanne Thomas, you might know her younger brother Dean," Lacey said. "Poor kid. The only brother with six older sisters, his mother really did want a son. His father skipped out for cigarettes one day…or maybe it was milk…never returned."
Lacey leaned in and ran those fingers down his cock.
"Oh, yes, I know Dean," Harry said. "Nice bloke."
"And he's the only one with…gifts," Lacey said. "And a damn good artist too, from what I've seen of his work."
"That he is."
Lacey dropped to her knees and speaking of gifts, Lacey used hers to worship Harry's cock. Those round, juicy tits ran up and down Harry's cock. Harry groaned when Lacey worshipped him. The tit job Harry received caused his blood to boil and with another exploion, Harry erupted all over her. Harry went off like a volcano and splattered Lacey after she tit fucked her.
"I'll keep your reputation as the baddest man in the neighborhood," Lacey said. "I can't believe they swallowed that story about you killing a teacher with your bare hands."
"That actually happened," Harry said. "But, it was self-defense because he was trying to kill me first. It's a long story."
"And a true one."
Harry noticed Lavender at the door dressed in a silken robe. She walked over and gave Harry a kiss.
"Lavender Brown, I'm one of Harry's friends from school," she said.
"Lacey Polkiss, I was a bitch to Harry in primary school," Lacey said. "Although, I'm making up for it right now."
"I can see that," Lavender said while looking at Lacey's cum glazed tits and licking her lips. "Harry's done so many amazing things for us all and hasn't been rewarded as he should. Like the time he slayed a monster which was terrorizing the entire school."
Lacey's eyes widened.
"What kind of school do you go to?" Lacey asked.
"A magical one," Lavender said
"Ask a stupid question," Lacey said while rolling her eyes. "But, seriously, what were the teachers doing when this was going on?"
"A question we've all asked ourselves numerous times," Lavender said. "But, I'd rather not. Especially with this right next to me."
Lavender groped Harry's cock and squeezed him, toying with his cock hard. Lavender slowly stripped off her robe to reveal she was completely naked underneath.
The only thing better than one big-tittied blonde down on their knees worshipping him, was two. Lacey and Lavender shared a common interest in Harry's cock. First their warm mouths licked him over several times. Lavender and Lacey slipped those tongues down onto his cock and worshipped him.
The two busty blonde women edged Harry's cock down their throats, sucking him off in turns. The two enjoyed Harry and decided to step up their game.
"Oooh, he likes this," Lavender said.
"It just means he has a pulse."
Lavender and Lacey sandwiched Harry's big thick cock between their tits. The two gorgeous women worked Harry's manhood up and down and teased him, thrilling his cock when they pleasured him with their gorgeous, buxom chests. Harry leaned in and allowed their warm knockers to please him.
"I wish their tits were slathered in oil," Harry groaned.
Sure enough, Lavender and Lacey had oiled up tits which really worked Harry over and gave him a pleasant experience. And thus was the magic of fae wishes, where they did not question this too much. Or perhaps it was the magic ot being horny women. Lacey and Lavender kept sliding their tits down Harry and pleasuring him.
Once again, Harry popped off like a geyser and came all over the tits of these two buxom blondes.
Harry spilled his seed all over them. The two had been soaked in Harry's batter. The moment the two pulled away, Lacey's eyes widened. Harry's cock got hard again.
"No refractory period?" Lacey asked.
"Magic!" Lavender swooned before giving her a french kiss, tongue and all.
The two swapped spit and seed with each other. Lacey and Lavender made out with each other, while Harry spread Lacey's legs. For the first time, Harry entered Lacey from behind.
"Oooh, she took that like a queen," Lavender said. "That's it, honey, suck my tits!"
Lacey dove inside of Lavender's chest and sucked on her tits. Harry slammed deeper inside of her and rocked her body. Harry's manhood filled up Lacey in all the best ways and made her hot and horny. The loud slap of his hand echoed throughout the room.
"Conquer her," Lavender said. "Make her cum for you."
Lacey did and erupted all over the place. Her tight pussy gobbled up Harry's length and pressed down inside of her. Harry's big thick cock drove deeper inside of her and made Lacey climax all over him.
Harry's skilled hands and able cock took Lacey's breath away. Lavender climbed on top of Harry and sank herself down onto his cock. Harry laid back to enjoy watching Lavender bounce. Her gorgeous chest jiggled for Harry's entertainment as she rode him.
Lavender tightened her pussy walls around Harry's hard cock and she milked him with her walls. She threw her head back and teased Harry with her tits, stroking them hard. Lavender rode him hard and came all over her.
"Come here, birthday boy."
Lacey spread her pussy lips, and laid on her back. Her eyes glazed over when touching Harry. Harry leaned in and climbed over to enter her.
"Yes, conquer me with that magical staff!"
Harry plunged deep into Lacey and filled her up. The tightness of her pussy wrapped up around him. Lacey's eyes bulged out. Harry felt up her body, every inch of it built for sin. Harry slapped his balls against her. Lacey hummed delightfully when she rocked back and forth on him. Her pussy walls closed around Harry's big fat cock and she released an orgasm for him. She spilled her juices all over him. Harry teased her leg and raised and lowered himself.
Lacey decided to turn the tables and mount Harry while riding him. The gorgeous and buxon blonde woman rocked herself into her. Harry leaned in and slapped his balls against her thighs to meet her strokes. Lacey let out another cry and made her moan.
"And turn around. Show me you look amazing from the other side."
Lacey turned around and rode Harry reverse cowgirl. Harry got an amazing view of her arse, which he grabbed and squeezed. Harry fondled them and spanked Lacey while tilting her forward. Harry's fingers worked down onto her and then slid a finger up her ass.
Lavender's fingers found her pussy and rubbed herself.
"Oh, that's right, Sara was introducing you to that tonight…lucky bitch."
Harry prepared Lacey's asshole and shoved his cock down into her ass.
"OOOH, YOU NAUGHTY BOY!" Lacey yelled.
"And you slutty girl," Harry said. "You're squirting from getting off on my cock being jammed in your ass. Such a delightful slut."
"She really is."
Lavender buried her face into Lacey's pussy and devoured it while Harry anally plowed Lacey. Lacey's head rolled back. Harry kissed and sucked Lacey's neck while Lavender worked her tongue inside of her tight pussy. Lacey let out another cry and allowed Harry to bottom out.
As horny as Lacey was, and as high of a libido she had, she did have her limits. Harry reached them and gave her one more mind shattering orgasm. Lacey's tight asshole clung onto his cock, fire spreading through Harry's loins when he plunged inside of her.
"Mmm, let's end your birthday with a bang."
Lavender's ass was oiled up and ready to go. Harry grabbed a hold of Lavender and teased her asshole. She gasped when Harry edged closer to anally pleasuring her.
"About time we get to do this," Lavender said. "I don't want to sit for a week."
"Oooh, dangerous words."
Harry leaned in and thrusted down into Lavender. It was quite the birthday gift to end things on. Harry leaned in and thrusted down inside of her.
"OOOH, GOD!" Lavender yelled. "We're going to have to do this every day. Parvati's going to get in on this, Dunbar and Roper, too, and I'm sure we can remove that stick from Hermione's arse and replace it with something…much more fitting!"
Harry did not react to Lavender's words, just focused on fucking her arse. Her warm back hole wrapped around his cock and Harry leaned in and kept working through her. Lavender had been gifted with an endless amount of orgasms.
"Suck my tits, please," Lavender said. "I've got something special for you."
Well since she asked so nicely, Harry had no choice to oblige. He buried his cock into Lavender's arse and his face buried into Lavender's knockers. She lactated milk and Harry sucked them off.
"Oooh, yes, drink my milk," Lavender said. "That's getting me so fucking horny."
The handy charm she found caused Lavender's tits to leak. Her nipples grew rather sensitive when Harry sucked them.
"Honey, milk does the body good," Lavender moaned. "And now…you can give me your cream."
Harry drank from Lavender's tits and could feel his balls aching with pleasure. One more mind shattering orgasm followed. Harry edged into Lavender and released his balls inside of her tight arse from behind. Harry groaned and spilled a huge load left in her succulent rear.
Lacey opened up an eye, recovering just in time to see Harry emptying his balls inside of Lavender Brown's ass. Lacey rubbed her clit and moaned at the sight of what Harry was doing to her.
"Come here, Lacey."
Lacey crawled over to eye the huge anal creampie left behind in Lavender. A naughty, debauched thought entered Lacey's mind.
Harry carried Lavender back to Number Four, cleaned up and dressed. She could barely stand on her own accord. Harry took her upstairs and put her to bed.
As Gideon advised, Harry decided to sync Lily's portrait up with the watch.
"Oh, that speedster is a genius," Lily said with a smile. "Of course, she would be one of yours. It should be a small manner to link the portrait to the watch. I can't quite access the holographic projection features just yet though."
"We'll figure that out," Harry said.
"And Astra told me about your ambitious project, "Lily said. "It would redefine magic if you can get it working. Although, it can only work on those who have left a physical imprint behind on this world. Although, you may be able to fix certain things. Like Nick for example…I think it would make his day if you can fully divorce his head and his body. Then he can finally join the Headless hunt. Although, Sirius often did say that Nick's journey to join the Headless Hunt was what made his afterlife worth living. He might not find the destination as fulfilling as the quest."
"Something to think about," Harry said. "And…"
Suddenly, Harry had been caught off guard by Hedwig returning, in her owl form, with something clutched in her talons.
"Two minutes until Midnight, so I'm not late," Hedwig murmured. "Happy birthday, Harry."
Harry did a double take. In Hedwig's talons, she clutched a rat…and one that had a metal paw. For a second, Harry had to do a double take.
"Harry!" Lily yelled. "Voldemort would have likely put some kind of failsafe on that hand. He's not going to give Peter anything for free, without a price."
"I wish all of Voldemort's fail safes on Wormtail's hand were disable," Harry said. "And I wish for the means to trap Pettigrew which he can't escape and force him to return to a man."
Nora popped up and granted those wishes. Peter had first been trapped in a bubble and then returned to his form as a man. As Peter had transformed, Merula turned up, followed by Cassie, Penelope Clearwater, and Astra. Astra smirked when she saw Peter in the bubble.
"You removed the failsafe on the hand?" Astra asked.
"Yes," Harry said.
"Because, the minute Wormtail wakes up, it would have strangled him to death otherwise," Astra said.
"Rewarded like a traitor deserves," Nora murmured.
"Told you," Lily said.
"Penny?" Harry asked.
"Yes?" Penny asked.
"Please go get me Andromeda and Nymphadora," Harry said.
Penny gave Harry a quick kiss goodbye before disapparating away to go and rouse these two women.
"What's…." Petunia said as she came down from her bedroom. "Is that…?"
"Peter Pettigrew," Lily said. "The rat bastard who betrayed James, Harry, and I to Lord Voldemort. We thought he was our friend and he turned out to be a traitor."
"Oh, he's the reason why Harry had to live here," Petunia said.
"Partly," Lily said.
"And he killed Cedric," Cassie said.
"I can't wait to get my hands on him for all he's done," Merula said.
"Later," Harry warned her.
"Remember, Sirius Black," Cassie said.
Merula nodded, although she still had murder in her eyes when looking at Wormtail.
"So, ready?" Harry asked them.
Penny returned along with Andromeda and Tonks. Tonks jumped back in shock.
"Pettigrew?" Tonks asked.
"Yes," Harry said.
"How?" Andromeda asked.
"Hedwig," Harry said simply.
Hedwig puffed her chest out in pride. Harry turned his attention to Wormtail who had been trapped in the bubble Nora sealed him in.
"Wakey, wakey, Wormtail," Harry said while tapping on the containment unit.
Peter's eyes snapped open and he came face to face with Harry.
"Oh, Harry, long time no see," Peter said.
"I remember the last time I saw you very well," Harry said. "You had me tied to a tombstone and you stabbed me and took my blood to ressurect Voldemort."
Wormtail winced at the name of his master and turned to face the girl standing next to Harry.
"N-Natalie?" Wormtail asked. "No…you're dead….I overheard Dumbledore and Snape saying…that you died in a car crash."
"I'm her daughter, Astra, and I came all the way from the depths of Hell to teach you a lesson for harming my best friend," Astra said as her eyes glowed with fire.
Wormtail whimpered in fear. Harry made sure Wormtail saw that he was the only one saving Wormtail from getting dismembered by Astra.
"You've got to teach me that one," Cassie said.
"Hello, Pettigrew," Merula said. "I know you've met my parents…you ran around the same circles back in the day."
"Merula Snyde!" Peter practically squeaked. "And Cassandra Jacobs…no…no…she's not here…no of course not Peter…she's in Azkaban…you're out here…you're safe."
Peter closed his eyes but found himself unable to transform.
"Hello Peter."
Lily's voice caused Peter to chill. He came face to face with the woman who he betrayed. Along with Andromeda Tonks who looked at him with narrowed eyes.
"You killed Cedric Diggory," Cassie said coolly.
"Cedric…Diggory?" Peter asked in confusion.
"The spare," Harry said, but his voice lacked humor.
"I…I had to do it!" Peter yelled. "I just had to. Please, Harry, you don't understand…I had to join him…the Dark Lord. I had no choice in the matter. I was always the weakest of them, of the Marauders…"
"You certainly were because you joined Voldemort," Astra said.
"I'll do anything…anything you want," Peter said. "That owl is worse than that damn cat of Granger's! Please, for the love of God, keep me away from her."
"Oh, he won't help you, Peter," Astra said. "Not where you're going."
"Look me in the eye, traitor," Harry hissed.
Peter looked fearful, staring into the eyes of a young man who he helped orphan and almost got killed over a month ago.
"You made some terrible choices, Peter," Lily said.
"And you will be facing the consequences of them for once in your miserable life," Harry said. "You're going to help me clear Sirius's name."
"The Dark Lord will kill me," Wormtail blubbered.
"Oh, you'd wish for Voldemort when I get finished with you," Merula said.
"Unless you want us to demonstrate some of the more interesting curses Rakepick showed us, you're going to play nicely with Harry," Cassie said.
Wormtail tried to look to Harry.
"Harry I…."
"You owe me, Wormtail," Harry said. "I save your miserable skin from Remus and Sirius and you thanked me with that bullshit in the graveyard."
Peter swallowed for a second
"Where did you find him, Hedwig?" Harry asked.
"Some disgusting rat hole of a house," Hedwig commented. "The river was filthy. The houses were all falling apart. Half of the street lamps were broken."
"It sounds a lot like…." Petunia murmured.
"Spinner's End, I know," Lily said. "Snape's childhood home."
"It's not improved," Petunia said while wrinkling her nose in disgust. "Miserable as the person living there."
"The Dark Lord asked me to assist Snape," Wormtail admitted. "The blood he used from you…it's causing complications."
"What kind of complications?" Harry asked.
"I don't know, but he blames me for it," Wormtail said. "Even if I told him he could have used another person's blood. He sent me to work with Snape to devise a means to stabilize what's happening to him…to the Dark Lord. But, one of Snape's potions blew up in his face and he's…injured. Arms are badly burned, barely able to lift a wand. So, now I've been forced to play nursemaid to Snape."
"You and Snape were together," Harry said. "This entire time."
"Do you think I'm happy about being the lackey of that greasy coward?" Wormtail asked bitterly. "After all of the times he bullied me and belittled me, along with his gang while he was at Hogwarts. I really wish James didn't stop Remus from ripping him to shreds. It would have served the bastard for sticking his nose in where it didn't belong."
Harry cleared his throat.
"Very curious," Harry said.
"Dumbledore must know that Wormtail's with Snape, if Snape's his spy," Astra murmured.
"Snape's the one you should be angry at in the first place," Wormtail said. "It's his fault that the Dark Lord was after Lily and James in the first place. The Dark Lord told me….Snape was the one who spilled the information regarding the Potters to him. He thought he would get Lily as a trophy, the Dark Lord seemed amused that Snape would beg like a dog for some girl."
"I told you he was a bastard, Lily," Petunia said.
"You, Patricia, Natalie," Lily said but she stared at Wormtail. "Snape was the one that told Voldemort the prophecy."
"Snape only heard part of it, before Dumbledore's brother detained him at the Hog's Head," Wormtail said. "Dumbledore must have known, because Aberforth had to have told him. Yet, he let Snape go. Not sure what kind of game he's playing, but Dumbledore plays with people. He plays games with people."
"And Voldemort doesn't?" Merula asked.
"The Dark Lord…is much more transparent about who he is and what he's about than Dumbledore," Wormtail said. "You don't understand."
"Help me understand," Harry said. "Why did you join Voldemort? Was it ego? Was it power? Was it greed? Or because you're a coward who always hides behind the biggest, baddest bully on the block."
Wormtail could not resist answering Harry's questions.
"Dumbledore couldn't protect me any longer, and I doubt he would have tried," Wormtail said. "The Dark Lord offered me sanctuary from Patricia Rakepick. After I left her for dead in the Buried Vault, she swore revenge on me."
"And you left my brother to rot," Cassie said.
"Jacob was a good friend," Wormtail said. "Always bright, always willing to learn. I'm really sorry what happened to him, and after he was free of the Buried Vault as well and almost ready to put his life back together."
"Don't…you don't talk about him, you coward," Cassie said.
Wormtail swallowed.
"The Dark Lord promised to protect me against Rakepick if I became his spy and passed information," Wormtail said. "But, I never expected he would ask me to do what I did."
"And you were ignorant because of that," Harry said. "Getting all of this?"
"Yes," Andromeda said, disgusted.
"I am too," Penny said, who looked equally disgusted.
"You were all friends," Harry said. "And you betrayed them."
"Yes," Wormtail said. "We were like brothers. But the Dark Lord….I had no choice. He gave me everything that I needed…the feeling of security….and now I'm in too deep. What else could I have done?"
"The right thing," Harry said. "Own up to your mistakes. You're no better than Snape, blaming someone else for your flaws."
"Don't compare me to him!" Wormtail snapped.
Harry's sympathies were not stirred. His cold icy eyes fell onto Wormtail's.
"Harry, you can't send me to Azkaban," Wormtail said. "Rakepick will get hold of me. She's there…and she will make me pay. Not just for the Vault, but for betraying Lily and James. Please, Harry, you don't…your parents will…."
"You don't speak for either James or me," Lily said coldly. "You deserve to suffer for everything you've done. Because, you refused to own up to your mistakes and face them. You proved Snape right. You were a coward who didn't belong in Gryffindor."
Peter winced.
"Harry, please show mercy," Peter said
"The last time I showed mercy, Voldemort was returned to power by your hand," Harry said. "I'm done showing a coward like you anything more than the disdain you deserve."
Wormtail went silent.
"Well, he's…I don't even know," Tonks said.
"The friend we had is long dead," Lily said.
"Agreed," Andromeda said. "We're going to have to get our story straight and call in Madam Bones to deal with this…it's a good thing Fudge and Dumbledore are out of the country this weekend, because they would both cause difficulties."
"Lucky, that one," Harry said.
He would not put it past Fudge to sweep the problem under the rug and pull the same shit he did with Barty Crouch Junior.
"Snape?" Astra asked.
"We'll deal with him later," Harry said.
Wormtail whimpered and kept begging for mercy. Given how the last time Harry showed Wormtail mercy turned out, he was not too inclined to offer him any more mercy.
A bit of time passed, with Harry waiting for Andromeda to return back with Madam Bones. He put a silencing spell on Wormtail because he honestly was sick of the man's blubbering.
"Mr. Potter?"
Harry came face to face with a gorgeous mature redheaded woman with a buxom figure, even those robes could not hide it. Andromeda stepped in behind her and faced Harry.
"This is Amelia Bones, the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement," Andromeda said.
"A pleasure to meet you, Madam Bones," Harry said. "Susan's your niece, right?"
"Yes, Mr. Potter," Amelia said. "And I must say that meeting you is long overdue. We should have been talking much more frequently given some of the oddities you've been involved with but circumstances dictated otherwise."
"I'm well aware of the circumstances, Madam Bones," Harry said.
"Mr. Potter?"
A gruff looking gentleman who resembled a lion with a quite few scars on his face appeared. He wore the robes of the Ministry of Magic Aurors. Following him was a small squad of Aurors. His eyes locked onto Tonks for the briefest of seconds.
"Auror Tonks," he said.
"Harry, this is Rufus Scrimgeour," Tonks said. "Captain of the Auror Squad."
"Harry Potter, it's an honor," Scrimgeour said. "And….Merlin's beard is that…."
Amelia, Scrimgeour and the Aurors all turned their attention towards the man encased in the bubble.
"Peter Pettigrew?" one of the Aurors, a tall black man asked. "It looks like Peter Pettigrew…."
"That's because it is Peter Pettigrew," Andromeda said.
"He is alive," Scrimgeour said. "He's alive….I don't believe it."
"Seeing is believing, Captain," Tonks said.
"So, I see and so I believe," Scrimgeour said. "I can see you've met Auror Tonks already. And this is Kingsley Shacklebolt."
Harry knew Kingsley had been recruited to the Order recently. His eyes locked onto Harry. Harry could only imagine what this man was thinking right now.
"You look just like your father," Kingsley said. "But, you have…."
"His mother's eyes," Tonks said. "He hears that one a lot."
"Well, the resemblance is striking," Kingsley said.
"John Dawlish," Scrimgeour said.
"Potter," the man said, looking like an epitome of a punch clock worker.
"Sonya Savage," Scrimgeour said.
"Nice to meet you," a tall and gorgeous woman with red hair and brown eyes said with a smile. "The famous Harry Potter. Or infamous depending on what the papers are saying at any given week."
"You can't believe those lies, Savage," another Auror, a striking dark-haired woman said, who looked quite buxom underneath her robes, with large breasts and a juicy arse to match.
"Of course not, Proudfoot," Savage said.
"Maya Proudfoot," the dark-haired woman said with a smile. "An honor to meet you, Harry….and that is Pettigrew, isn't it?"
"It sure seems like it," Scrimgeour said. "Madam Bones?"
Amelia looked at Peter Pettigrew for a long time.
"I told Fudge," Harry said. "He refused to believe me. Especially when Snape said I was confunded."
"Snape said you were confunded," Scrimgeour said in disbelief. "And Fudge just took his word on it."
"Yes, Fudge did," Harry agreed.
"Those claims should have been investigated," Amelia said. "But, there's many events at Hogwarts over the past decade that should have been investigated."
Cassie nodded solemnly in the shadows.
"At least a decade, if not longer," Scrimgeour said. "The Triwizard Tournament being the biggest blunder. They're trying to pin the Diggory boy's death as an accident."
Harry saw Wormtail was trying to speak, so he wordlessly and wandlessly cancelled the silencing spell.
"I killed him," Wormtail said. "Under the Dark Lord's orders…but, you don't understand, I had no choice."
"Well, at least he has more of a spine than many who claimed they were under the Imperius Curse," Scrimgeour murmured underneath his breath.
"Captain, remember, they have been cleared by the courts," Amelia warned him.
"And several key members of the court found themselves with just enough gold to buy new summer homes," Scrimgeour said. "By coincidence I'm sure."
"Yes," Amelia said with a sigh. "Two students ended up dead. The Khanna girl's death was swept under the rug very quickly. Not sure how Dumbledore managed that one. My predecessor in the department, he was useless and I had to spend the last three years sorting through all of the bullshit he left behind. And after Crouch, they certainly didn't want anyone who would take a hardline stance against criminals for a long time."
Scrimgeour's eyes turned his attention to Kingsley and Tonks.
"You know that's Pettigrew, right, Shacklebolt?" Scrimgeour asked. "And Tonks…the two of you knew he was alive, because Dumbledore informed you of everything. And you've been misdirecting the trail away from Black this entire time because of this, haven't you Shacklebolt?"
Kingsley cleared his throat.
"Captain, I had to…." Kingsley said.
"I never quite believed Black would do such an about face either, but joining up with Dumbledore, I wouldn't trust him as far as I could throw Hagrid without magic," Scrimgeour said. "And I know you and Tonks joined Dumbledore's little group of vigilantes shortly after you did. Arthur Weasley, he was talking to you and I know he's part of Dumbledore's little circle."
"I only joined because of Harry," Tonks admitted.
"And I thought….I thought I was doing the right thing," Kingsley said.
"I overlooked what you two did, because it wasn't an immediate problem," Scrimgeour said. "But, I can't have compromised loyalties, especially when he makes himself public. And despite Fudge doing everything to deny the inevitable, we know You-Know-Who, somehow, returned. And the fact that they're going so hard on Potter and Dumbledore to discredit it proves it to me."
Scrimgeour's eyes raked across Kingsley and Tonks.
"I would hate to suspend two able wands because my department is so short staffed," Scrimgeour said. "Between Fudge having our funding cut and the lack of able recruits in the past ten years and many Aurors either dead or retired from the last war, we can't afford to lose two of you. And you're two of the best I have."
Tonks and Kingsley both nodded.
"Of course, Captain," Kingsley said.
"We're going to have to all be on the same page," Scrimgeour said. "Potter's been telling the truth this entire time about Pettigrew."
'So, he could be telling the truth about other things," Amelia added.
"I'm willing to do anything that I can to prove my case," Harry said. "Including take Veritaserum."
"How do you know about that, Mr. Potter?" Amelia asked. "It's regulated by strict Ministry guidelines."
Harry smiled.
"So, Snape told me. It didn't stop him from threatening to spike my pumpkin juice with some because I thought I was stealing Potion ingredients from him."
"He shouldn't…threaten a minor with that," Amelia said, trying to keep her temper in check and her demeanor professional. "Or anyone for that matter. You have to obtain special permission from the Ministry to do that."
"You weren't stealing the ingredients, then?" Dawlish asked.
"No, that was Bartemius Crouch Junior, to make the Polyjuice Potion to look like Mad-Eye Moody."
Amelia and Scrimgeour both winced at the mention of Crouch Junior.
"What was Fudge thinking when he had Junior kissed before he started an investigation?" Andromeda asked.
"I don't know," Amelia said. "That muddied the waters and caused a lot of problems. Although Fudge still claims that Junior was delusional."
"Fudge is a problem, but let's not forget what Snape did was illegal," Scrimgeour said. "I know Dumbledore claimed the bastard turned spy, but that doesn't wash away the disgusting things he's done."
"He keeps getting away because Dumbledore hasn't done anything," Maya chimed in.
"Well, Dumbledore has his reasons to trust the man," Kingsley added.
"Harry has standing to press charges," Scrimgeour said. "If he chooses to."
"I will," Harry said. "And Snape…I know it sounds insane, but it almost feels like he's reading my mind."
"Legilimency, the art of interpreting thoughts," Maya chimed in. "Highly questionable to do, especially on an underaged wizard."
"And a disgusting violation of privacy," Tonks added.
"Another charge for Snape as well," Scrimgeour said. "Auror Shacklebolt?"
"Yes, Captain?" Kingsley asked.
"Earn my trust," Scrimgeour said. "Go with Dawlish and bring Snape into the Ministry, by any means necessary. Years of hearing about his conduct, and what he did as a Death Eater, that just got brushed aside on Dumbledore's say-so, no more."
Scrimgeour stared at Kingsley for a good long time.
"I trust this isn't going to be a problem, is it?"
"No," Kingsley said. "I'll do it."
"And I will as well, sir," Dawlish said.
Kingsley looked a bit conflicted, although he had to follow his Captain's orders.
"He's at Spinner's End," Petunia said. "It's in Cokeworth. Wretched dung heap of a place."
"Yes, I'm aware," Kingsley said.
And with that, Shacklebolt and Dawlish were off.
"He's the reason my Auror Department has less able hands than it should," Scrimgeour said. "A Potions NEWT is required and Snape only accepts those who get an Outstanding in his class."
Scrimgeour turned to his other Aurors.
"Auror Tonks, Auror Proudfoot, and Auror Savage, you're to make sure Pettigrew is secured," Scrimgeour said.
"He's an unregistered Animagus," Harry said. "And he's escaped once before…when Lupin…."
"Yes, I'm aware of what Remus Lupin is," Scrimgeour said. "Snape made that point clear and obviously that spread through the Ministry like wildfire in the days following. And I know he's your father's old friend, but you can't ignore how negligent Lupin was when he failed to take his potion."
Harry could not dispute this matter.
"Black never received a trial," Amelia said. "But, I'm sure you already know this."
"Yes," Harry said.
"This is a scandal," Amelia said. "Crouch isn't around anymore to answer for this, but Bagnold and Dumbledore are still alive, and Fudge, he was blatantly ignorant and negligent by allowing himself to be talked into ordering the Kiss in Sight Order for Black. Had the Dementors caught him…if he's innocent…."
Amelia trailed off in a minute.
"And innocent or guilty, there's a risk that Fudge might try and pull a Crouch Junior with Pettigrew," Andromeda reminded them.
Scrimgeour and Bones exchanged dark looks.
"That's a concern," Scrimgeour agreed.
"I believe I have the means to ensure that Mr. Pettigrew is kept secure."
Harry turned his attention to a dark-haired woman who turned up at the door. She dressed in purple and gold robes, with a slight hood on the back.
"Master Unspeakable?" Scrimgeour asked.
"The situation must be dire if she's involved," Merula said in undertone.
"Yes," she said. "I've been conducting my own investigation, under Fudge's nose, from the initial fall of Voldemort back in 2001 to the events of the Triwizard Tournament's final task on June the Twenty-Fourth of this past year."
"Nice to see someone is," Harry said. "So, Master Unspeakable…."
"Miranda," she told him. "Miranda Coburn."
Nora and Astra both looked astonished.
"Bloody hell, I don't believe it," Gideon said in Harry's ear.
"Who is she?" Harry asked.
"Rip Hunter's deceased wife," Gideon said. "Although this may be a past version, a time remnant, or a change from one of the many misadventures of either the Legends or some speedster…but she's one of the best the Time Masters ever had. Efficient and ruthless…a worthy ally to have on your side….and a dangerous enemy…and she's looking at you, so I think I'll shut up right now."
"Harry Potter, The Boy-Who-Lived," Miranda said before she leaned in. "The Child of the Prophecy as well…but I'm certain you learned of that one already, despite Dumbledore's best efforts to keep you in the dark."
"Yes, a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Coburn," Harry said.
"Yes, and I'm certain we will be working together in due time, Mr. Potter," Miranda said. "And Captain Scrimgeour, Madam Bones…I have a solution to hold Pettigrew, and Snape, if he doesn't manage to slip away from you again. So the Minister cannot interfere."
"Oh, and what do you expect Ms C…"
"That's Master Unspeakable to you, Rufus," Miranda said tersely.
"Right, of course," Scrimgeour said. "What do you have in line, Master Unspeakable?"
"A special holding cell to keep little rats at bay, and rat-men," Miranda said. "It will prevent anyone from tampering with the prisoner. Naturally I will take you and your people to examine it, but I can assure you the Doctor put some of her best work into it."
"The Doctor?" Harry asked.
"The Doctor," Miranda said. "The Head Researcher of a particular department of the Unspeakables. Who you will get to know all well…in time."
Harry understood the underlining meaning of her words.
"I'll assist your Aurors in transporting Mr. Pettigrew to his new temporary home," Miranda said. "And I believe you have business to attend to with Harry Potter, Amelia."
"Yes, I do," Amelia said.
Miranda walked over and leaned towards Harry.
"Give, Captain Lance my regards when you see her next," Miranda said in undertone to Harry. "And remind her that retirement is merely just an extended holiday in our line of work."
Miranda walked off and assisted Tonks, Proudfoot, and Savage in the transport of Wormtail. Harry wondered if Shacklebolt and Dawlish had secured Snape just yet.
"We're ready if you are," Andromeda said.
"Dumbledore's about to meet with the ICW," Amelia said. "Perfect time to start now. If you're ready."
"I am," Harry admitted. "Penny?"
"Ready," Harry said.
Nora, Petunia, and Astra prepared to join them as well, along with Cassie and Merula. Merula stopped Cassie.
"We're not still wanted by the Ministry are we?" Merula asked.
"I think those charges were dropped," Cassie said.
"You think?" Merula asked.
"They were," Amelia confirmed. "Although, I think you two arriving at the Ministry will cause some people to be unsettled."
"And I won't?" Harry asked.
"You have a point," Amelia agreed. "I'm sure you have a lot you are young to tell me once we arrive at the Ministry."
"Yes," Harry asked. "How much do you know about my time at Hogwarts?"
"Only what Susan told me about the rumors going around," Amelia said. "Dumbledore blocked any attempts to investigate anything officially. And evaded my questions, hiding behind his various positions to do so."
Harry figured as much.
"The truth is much stranger than fiction."
Amelia sighed. She figured as much. They prepared to take the trip to the Ministry and begin to get to the bottom of many mysteries that had been gnawing away at Amelia for years.
She had a feeling there would have to be a large bottle of Firewhiskey with her name on it after this interview was over.
To Be Continued.