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Susan interrupted: "Enough! I want to have a swim today. Stand aside, everyone." She closed her eyes and a big pool appeared, with two rooms to change in. In the changing room were two swimming trunks with bloody Puff coloring. I grumbled at Neville: "Next time you set the room. If it is Hannah then I am going to run away."

The girls modernized, Tonks in a black and yellow bikini, the rest in a modest one-piece. All in bumblebee colors. Tonks: "This room is fantastic! We are so going to abuse it!"

8 Weasel trouble.

We had fun, Tonks was teasing me with shrinking her bikini, getting gasps from the other girls. I manipulated the water into two hands and started tickling her, soon everyone was trying to manipulate the water.

Tonks asked: "How do you get so good at it? This is bloody wandless magic! Above Newts!" I smiled at her: " Well, my future Lady Black, start meditating and search for your magic. The feeling is somewhat the same when you got your wand bonded to you. When you have that feeling, circulate it through your blood veins and nervous system.

Keep it up for about five years without missing a day. Every morning and evening minimum of one hour. If you do that, you will be at the level I am right now."

Megan asked: "Will it work for me too?" I nodded: "If you can find your magic, it will. It is harder for you to find it because your wand is not a perfect match. It is very hard to find your magic if you don't have the exact feeling of it, or else there would be a lot of wandless wizards walking around."

Daphne: "Astoria already found it, and is meditating more than six hours a day." Susan said: "I'll change the room into the previous setting so we can have a meditation session. The room got back with couches and the fireplace, the water disappeared from our bodies along with the pool.

I got in front of Tonks and said: "Tonks, I am going to simulate the connection again, so you can feel your magic. It will be very faint and weak, so pay attention." I took her wand in one hand, her hand in the other, and simulated connecting her again to the wand. We were surrounded by a bright light, after a few minutes Tonks could definitively feel something. She nodded to me and started meditating… in a small bikini.

Cursing my lack of hormones, I turned to Megan: "It will be harder for you Megan, you have to feel for something that is almost the same as what I am going to let you feel." Doing the same for Megan took longer, I held the connection for more than twenty minutes before she nodded.

The others already found theirs and were meditating. Daphne was the furthest along, she felt the pressure of her sister, and put extra hours in her practice. I asked the room for a small marble and a piece of parchment placed it before her and whispered in her ear: "In front of you is a marble and a piece of parchment. Try to sense it, when you do, try to move it."

We ended the session after an hour and returned to the common room. Tonks and Megan were happy, they found their magic, and felt they were on the path to wandless. Five years is nothing, witnessing what I can do with my wandless magic, five years is a small price to pay. Especially with the prestige it comes by.

Xxxxx

The next morning at breakfast, owls came flying in… A lot of owls. A bloody lot of them. I asked: "Tonks, can you scan these letters for curses and stuff? I rather not get portkey'd away, or get a compulsion charm to sign a magic contract." While I was saying that, the girls retracted their hands from the letters.

Hannah asked: "You think they do that?" I shrugged: "Death eaters kill, torture, and rape, so cursing a letter is just a minor issue." The seventh-year Puffs were all scanning my letters, most were innocent, letters of encouragement and support, and a few love letters.

Neville opened one with pictures in it, the poor boy got a speed course about the female anatomy, with close-ups and live-action. He closed his eyes, said this letter was a bust and pocketed the photographs. Meh, it's a little boy's curiosity, maybe he learns something.

I spotted an ancient owl flying to me and crash-landed on my plate. This must be the famous Errol, the Weasley owl. The letter was from Arthur Weasley.

Heir Potter,

Regarding the article that was posted in the Quibbler, we found out to our shame that we blindly trusted Dumbledore, and aided him in committing a crime against your House.

I am referring to the marriage contract Dumbledore set up between my daughter Ginny and you. We realize this can be seen as an attempt to line theft. We want to reassure you that this was not the intention of our House. Nevertheless, it happened. Can we meet with you and your Guardians to discuss it before legal action is taken? The Marriage contract is void without discussion of course. We already informed our daughter, she will return the presents she got from you.

We hope this issue will not escalate and hope to meet you soon.

Yours truly

Lord Arthur Weasley, Head of House Weasley.

I read it twice and handed it to Daphne and Tracey. Daphne remarked: "Arrange a meeting with uncle Percival, Solicitor Tonks, and Lord Black this weekend, to talk with Lord Weasley. You better let the Weasleys read this letter too, so they will not be taken by surprise."

I confirmed it: "I'll send letters after class. I plan to let Ginny keep the gifts, is that appropriate? She is a victim too. I don't want her punished for the actions of Dumbledore. She has to adjust to a whole new situation."

Neville just finished reading the letter with Susan and Hannah said: "This is going to be tough on miss Ginny, at the ball it was clear she was completely smitten by you."

Percy came closer and plucked Errol off the table: "Heir Potter? Is there an issue with our family?" I thought for a bit: "Mister Weasley, can you and your brothers join us here for lunch? We have things to discuss. It is best if all your brothers hear it at the same time." He nodded and left to his table.

Xxxxx

Monday was Kitty time, she is still mad at me though. We changed matches into needles for a bit, then we helped our classmates. Millicent and Pansy proved to be true Ravens by getting it in a few more tries. Their wands, new ones from Olivander, barely got 60% compatibility. So the lazy ass sold them the first wand that gave more than 50% comparability. On the other hand, not really my business. I have more than enough girl trouble. Tracey elbowed me: "You are thinking something inappropriate! I can tell." Girls are scary.

Goldstein and Smith were the last ones to get it, Hermione was already decorating the needle with motives and colors. House points were flying left and right… I did not get some… at all. Vindictive bitch. How can she stay angry for so long? I only looked at her… ok I get it.

Xxxxx

At lunch we sat together with the Weasleys, Tonks cast a privacy charm. First, I passed the letter to the brothers. Percy immediately understood the implications, the twins too, Ron, a bit slow, had his brothers explained to him.

Percy said: "Ron, this can be viewed as an attack from House Weasley against House Potter. If this goes before the Wizengamot, we could lose everything. Especially Heir Potter, being the last of his house, and highly regarded by the wizarding world, forcing him in a marriage, committing line theft, our parents would end up in Askaban, and us chased out of the country."

Daphne: "It won't get that far Mr. Weasley, Heir Potter acknowledge the fact that your parents were not aware of Dumbledore's plans. He, and us also, like Miss Weasley, and wish her no harm. We regard her as much of a victim as Heir Potter is. He decided that Miss Weasley can keep the presents she received as a consolation because her future is greatly affected also."

Tonks added: "Write to your parents about this. It will settle some nerves, we are planning to take Dumbledore to court. Lord Abbot shall contact your parents for the meeting, probably next Saturday, maybe sooner."

I smiled: "Now the official stuff is done, relax guys, I had a good time at the burrow and I like your parents." The tension of Percy and the twins faded away.

T one: "Merlin! This is bad"

T two: "For the nerves. Thank you"

T one: "Heir Potter, for letting"

T two: "us off the hook."

I joked: "As a Junior marauder I have to be flexible."

T one: "You know the"

T two: "marauders?"

I grinned: "Well you knew one too, he lived in your house for ten years, as his namesake." Percy gasped: "Scabbers? Peter Pettigrew?" I nodded: "The one and only Wormtail."

T one: "Junior marauder? Does this "

T two: "Mean James Potter is"

Tone: "One too?"

I confirmed it: "Mooney, Padfood, Wormtail and my father Prongs. Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, and James Potter. They were always up to no good, and only stopped when the mischief was done."

T one: "You know about the map?" Huh? No twin speech? "Ah, yes Twin one, I believe you have Sirius's copy? Mooney's and Wormtail's copy got lost, Filch confiscated the one from Sirius."

Percy interrupted: "Excuse me, I have a letter to write. Heir Potter, I am grateful for your leniency for our family and hope I can someday repay it. I am in your debt."

Tracey responded: "Heir Potter acknowledge your debt, Mr. Weasley, when in need, and you are able to, he will call on you." Not knowing the customs sucks, I just nodded and smiled. We ended the meeting when lunch was done.

Daphne said: "I'll send memory from this meeting to father, he will show it to everyone. Uncle Percival will arrange the rest. It is strange that Dumbledore's dismissal was not in the Prophet. What could have prevented them from publishing?" Meh, who cares, we have a lot of free time now, no potions and Dada gives us plenty of opportunities to explore the castle.

The other Puff-boys of our year wanted a Pufferette of their own and claimed Expendable side character B. We still got the better deal, we have five girls for two boys, they have one girl for three boys. The poor thing will have to listen about quidditch and play chess, while Neville and I have dancing lessons and talk about clothes… I wonder, who has the better deal?

Xxxxx

The week dragged on, the meeting with the Weasleys was set on Saturday. Lord Abbot got permission from Kitty to let me attend. McGonagall was temporarily appointed as headmistress, the poor Pussy was swamped with work.

Sirius waited at the gate: "Pup, you keep surprising us. I saw the memory of your meeting with the brothers, they have found my map he? What can you tell me about them?"

While we were walking to the Three Broomsticks I explained: "Smart, very smart, they like to break rules and pull jokes, mostly funny, sometimes crossing the line to bullying. I guess they want to open a joke shop, I will sponsor them if they want. Percy has a stick up his ass and follows the rules as a zealot. Ron is an average boy, he has good results in Charms and Transfiguration though."

We entered the room, Lord Abbot, the now Lord Tonks, Greengrass, and Davis were present with the Weasley parents. Madam Bones stayed out of it to avoid a conflict with her function in the DMLE.

Lord Abbot started: "We all know each other, so let's drop the honorifics. We all know what this is about, Arthur, we know you as an honorable man. You have been fooled by a man we, to be honest, all trusted. We viewed the meeting Harry had with your sons, and we agree with him. Your family is the victim too. Especially young Ginny. We hope that you stand beside us when we take Dumbledore to court. His crimes are too big and too many to ignore."

Arthur: "I which it was so simple Percival, Dumbledore is sponsoring the education of my children. You can do the math, getting seven children through Hogwarts on my salary alone is impossible. Dumbledore funded it with money from his private account."

Percival sighed: "If you look at these account records of Harry's thrust vault, you will notice who is paying for your children's education Arthur." Arthur paled, he grabbed the records and started shaking: "Merlin! I have been stealing from the boy who lived? Can this get any worse? We are ruined, shamed, dishonored!" Molly sat next to Arthur, speechless, tears rolling down her cheeks."

Theodore remarked: "No, Arthur, Dumbledore has been stealing. In this, you have no blame." I said: "Can I make a suggestion? I will continue to fund your children's education in the form of a student loan. I pay the tuition and the school materials, like books and potion ingredients. After graduation, they can start to pay it back with a small interest of, let's say 4%. The money Dumbledore took from my vault will be recovered from Dumbledore. Can everyone agree with this arrangement?"

Everyone looked at each other, Cyrus said: "Harry, instead of the 4% ask to join the alliance, The Weasleys are an old House, and would make a good ally." Sirius: "That is a good idea, in fact, your twins caught my interest, and I like to sponsor them privately."

Theodore: "Lord Abbot will file the lawsuit against Dumbledore in his function of a magical guardian. Lord Weasley do you want to join us or file a complaint of your own?"

Arthur: "We will join you. Thank you all, this is more than I ever could expect. We are gladly joining the alliance." I remembered something from my brother's fan-fic's I asked: "Mr. Weasley, why isn't one of your sons reviving the Prewitt line? They are first in line for the Lordship. This could revive the seat in the Wizengamot."

Arthur: "I offered Charlie, but he was not interested, he preferred to work with dragons, sitting in the Wizengamot will be a punishment for him." I shrugged: "Percy would be perfect then. He is smart and ambitious. He can grow in his role in our alliance, maybe an internship on the holidays with the other allies?"

Lord Davis nodded: "The Prewitt line back alive would be great. I liked Fabian and Gideon, they were good friends. Percy can have his internship with me, I am preparing Lance, one more won't matter."

Lord Greengrass: "I will take Harry, he will learn together with Daphne and Tracey, but these are talks for another date."

Lord Abbot: "Let us end it here, Arthur, about the Prewitt House, we are not forcing you to do anything about it that you yourself not want. Talk to Percy if you want to. We are merely suggesting it as an idea."

Xxxxx

Hah! Enough with the serious talk! I want to kill something… Spiders! Let's see how big acromantulas really are. I passed Hagrid's hut and strolled into the woods, I spread my senses to the maximum and walked further in the forest.

A few miles inside I noticed the first big ones trying to ambush me. The first one tried to jump on me from above, was levitated, turned upside down, and smashed on the ground. The second one hesitated a bit too long, and I pinched his head… hard, the third made a run for it. Meh, I have my evidence. I levitated both corpses and walked back to the castle.

When I entered the main hall, lunch was almost finished, the two spider corpses drew a lot of attention. At the Head table, McGonagall watched me approaching with two car-sized acromantulas in tow. I asked her: "Headmistress, can you explain why Acromantulas as big as horses are running around in the forest not even two miles inside? Who is the idiot that let those spiders grow so big?" In the corner of my eyes, I saw Susan break another Crystal. Goody, another visit from aunty Amelia.

Hagrid, after being speechless seeing his pets dead recovered: "Harry! Why did you kill my pets? They are safe in the forest!" I glared at him: "Because you dumb ass, they call you Hagrid, however, they call us FOOD! Three of them ambushed me, and it was not for playing. What the hell are you doing in school anyway? Go work in a dragon preserve or an acromantula farm, herd some trolls for all I care."

I turned to McGonagall: "Did you know big and stupid has a nest of acromantulas so close to school? What will happen when the food in the forest is gone?" Kitty was still looking at the corpses, she came to her senses: "How did you kill these acromantulas Mr. ¨Potter?" I answered: "With magic Headmistress."

I turned around and said: "Half of the bodies are for the ones that help render the corpses." Several seniors raised their hands. I smiled: "Plenty of helpers, should I get a few more? They are easy to kill." that comment got a lot of approval.

McGonagall froze up, I guess the wards alerted her of the Aurors passing through the gate. A few minutes later aunty Amelia barged in with eight Aurors. She looked first at Susan, who pointed at me. Two very big dead spiders are hard to miss.

Madam Bones: "Can anyone explain why two class four animals are in the great hall?" I looked questioningly at Kitty, Kitty did not know what to say, so I helped her out: "I took a stroll through the woods, and three of those ambushed me. I killed two, the third ran back to the nest. I did not wait for the reinforcements to arrive and brought those with me. You know, right of conquest. I was just planning to get a few others."

The two spiders were still floating, I could keep this up all day. No comments please, I have the right to show off sometimes.

Aunty Amelia glared at McGonagall: "There is an Acromantula colony in the forest? How big is this nest?" Hagrid protested: "Them spiders won't hurt anyone! I trained them myself!" I yelled: "Three of them wanted me for lunch, you moron! Or did you train them to attack students? Because that is what they did!"

Aunty Amelia: "Hagrid? How many of those spiders are as big as these ones?" He shrugged: "About a hundred, twenty are bigger, those are the first kids of Aragog. I got permission of Dumbledore to keep them." I wonder who is more insane, the old goat or the big lump.

I whispered to aunty Amelia: "Offer the Goblins to hunt them, they are a bloodthirsty race, maybe they can train their kids." I went back to the girls, to give Aunty Amelia to yell at the morons.

Daphne remarked: "Dear, I noticed when we let you wander alone, you attract trouble, what did you look for in the forest?" I shrugged: "I wanted to take a look at the local wildlife, when I saw those spiders, these are not local no? They wanted to eat me, so I killed them." I better not tell them I went to look for them, or I am in the doghouse again.

Well, another problem will soon be solved.

Xxxxx

On Sunday we took a walk outside, when we reached the whomping willow, I said: "Did you ever hear of the shrieking shack?" Hannah: "It is an attraction in Hogsmeade. Why do you ask?" I grinned at her: "Because my dear Huffelypuff, I am going to show you something amazing." I turned and levitated a stone to the nod on the tree trunk, the branches froze and I showed them the secret tunnel. "Come in, Nev, can you keep the tree still? I will clean the tunnel." The girls lighted the tunnel while I did the cleaning. After a while, the tunnel ended in the basement.

I opened my arms and said: "Ladies and Gentlemen, behold the shrieking shack." Tracey gasped: "It is haunted here harry!" hugging her I said: "Nah, this was never haunted. I read about it in my dad's journal. One of his friends is a werewolf, and this was where he went on the night of the full moon."

Although if you think about it, Goddess Rowling did not think this through. A werewolf makes werewolf sounds, there is no way you can confuse it with the moaning from some ghosts. But I am nitpicking here.

Susan asked: "Dumbledore allowed werewolves to go to Hogwarts?" I answered: "Only one, he needed a spy at the werewolves, and a grateful one would be happy to repay him for letting him graduate at Hogwarts."

We explored the rooms, looking for treasure, of course, there was none. Daphne said: "Let's go back, this is nothing more than a shack. There are more ghosts in the castle." We all agreed, we will come back in a few years and make it the Shrieking Shag, the Howling Snog, or the Gagging Head.

We explored the greenhouses with Neville as a guide, you know, walking in the jungle? These blasted plants are bloody dangerous, I had more confidence with those spiders. Nev was in his element, he was fucking Tarzan guiding his Jane's through the jungle. It lasted until mama Sprout chased us away.

Xxxxx

Slughorn was the new potion teacher, Aunty Amelia lent a veteran Auror to teach Dada for a year. In a letter to Croaker, the boss of the unspeakables, no the department of mystery, unspeakables are underwear, yes? I am always confused with those.

Where was I? Ah, letter, in that letter I suggested inspecting the wardstone of the school because no doubt Dumbledore has messed with it. It is like with a new car, you had to have tried each button at least once. Dumbledore is a man with a God complex, so no doubt he has messed with the wards.

We got in a routine, meditating, classes, homework, dancing and swimming in the RoR, studying new spells too.

The Puff firsties stood out, we did all spells on a sixth-year level, silent, with a minimum of movements. Hermione and Padma were the best in Ravenclaw, Ron shined in Griffindor, Slytherin… Hey! Nott slipped away! When did he disappear? I need to know because of the bet I had with the girls. Well, let's assume I lost, I have to do those dancing lessons anyway.

Xxxxx

The goblins raided the acromantula nest, Hagrid cried for two days. The goblins send me a thank you note for suggesting they do the culling. They did mention the inspection of the wardstone with the unmentionables and discovered the curse on the Dada course. They even suspected Dumbledore to have done the curse.

I asked for a meeting on the last Sunday of September at the goblins, with my allies, Madam Bones as Head of the DMLE, and the Mysterious ones to discuss Voldy and his merry men.