When Harry left and Daphne had vented before Neville and he told them of what he knew or suspected to be true, Daphne was left in thoughts. She didn't know the boy and she had made assumptions just like he did. She also had to think of a lot of things that were going to happen soon. The wizengamot was going to reconvene and she was pretty sure that she was behind many others in planning. She knew many family heads personally who held seats on the wizengamot and she knew how crafty they were. Her father possessed talent equal to them which had led to him retaining the position of the head of the neutrals for so many years. That however was the past now. Many of the neutrals had taken sides in the war and there were literally none left. A few who had been sympathetic to the death eaters and you-know-who were confident of being able to worm their way out but Daphne knew better. Her father had once told her about Kingsley Shacklebolt who was mere senior Auror then. He had become head of his family at young age due to his father perishing in the first war. He had taken the mantle with vigour and he never shied away from a challenge. Everyone was going to have an awakening when he became the permanent minister and Daphne knew that he will be the next minister. He was already working towards their betterment, was seen in solidarity with public and was a war hero on top of that. He had been seen at almost funeral of every hero who had fallen at Hogwarts. People were also talking that he had been leading the secret society 'The Order of the Phoenix' since Dumbledore's death. In the changed environment, everything like that went in his favour. She also realised that perhaps befriending Harry Potter would be a good idea considering people worshiped the ground that Potter walked upon. For that she needed to know the boy and who could tell her about the boy but Neville Longbottom.

She asked him, "Heir Longbottom, I don't know if I am right but I have noticed that Lord Potter is kind of very private person and doesn't know of the know-hows of our world. I mean he belongs to the upper echelons of our world but he never acted that way."

Neville nodded, "As I said, he was brought up among muggles so he does not know anything about how the wizarding society works. Also he never talks about his life before Hogwarts and never asked any questions about his family. He is very possessive of those he sees as his own and Merlin forbid, if you get on his wrong side then that would be perhaps the last mistake you made."

Daphne nodded, "I got that idea years ago, Heir Longbottom. And I am quite curious why he never told about his home life. I mean we all talk about it to our friends. Or is it possible that he doesn't care that much about people?"

Neville shook his head, "You have got the wrong idea. Harry loves people he cares about and he is very possessive of them. He even went to fight Voldemort because he thought someone close to him was in trouble."

Daphne curiously asked, "Who?"

It was Andromeda who answered, "His god-father Sirius Black."

Daphne was shocked, "WHAT! But Black betrayed his parents. He had told you-know-who about their hiding place. And he tried to kill Potter at the school back in our third year."

Andromeda shook her head, "That is one of the most glaring errors of the ministry. Sirius Black never betrayed Lilly and James. Sirius was sent to prison without a trail. It was to save him that Harry with his friends had gone to the ministry when V.. Vol.. Voldemort's return was admitted by the Ministry."

Neville looked at her in surprise, "How do you know about it?"

She smiled sadly, "You forgot that my daughter was one of the members of the Order who had come to help you and others. She saw Sirius dying and told me about it that evening. The ministry never made a public declaration about Sirius's innocence."

Neville then turned to Daphne, "And Sirius didn't come to the school to kill Harry. He was there to find someone else who was really responsible for killing James and Lilly Potter."

She asked him sceptically, "How do you know about it?"

Neville grinned sheepishly, "It pays to be one in the crowd nobody pays attention to. I heard enough of their whispers to know that Sirius Black was not after Harry but Peter Pettigrew. This is why I was not surprised when I saw Sirius Black coming to save us in the ministry."

Daphne felt someone had jolted her, "Wait a minute! You were there. That night in the ministry when you-know-who's return was acknowledged and the ministry said that Sirius Black was murdered in the ministry. You had gone with them to the ministry."

Neville nodded, "yes, I was there. In fact Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Luna were there too. We couldn't let him go by himself when we thought that he was being lured in a trap."

It was then that Teddy woke up, crying. Andromeda picked the boy up, giving him the bottle to feed while Neville took his leave. Teddy however would not stop crying and Daphne took out her wand and started conjuring colourful bubbles for him like Harry did. Not surprisingly, the kid went quit at once. Harry Potter had spoilt him rotten.

She asked Andromeda, "What is the story behind Harry and Professor Lupin being friends?"

Andromeda smiled warmly at her question, "Remus was not Harry's friend. He was actually James's friend. James Potter was quite the ringleader in his school days and he had three friends he loved like brothers. One of them was Sirius Black, who was the best man at his wedding and later the godfather to his son, another was Remus Lupin and the third was Peter Pettigrew. Remus when he came at Hogwarts was a troubled child and never had friends. He tried to stay alone but James and Sirius dragged him among them and made him feel loved. The next seven years they spent terrorising Hogwarts, pranking everyone and in general causing mayhem while being the most accomplished students of their age. When James and Lilly died and Sirius was in prison with Peter being allegedly killed by Sirius, there was nothing left for Remus. He was a werewolf so he could not live a respectable life. He never met Harry before your third year when Sirius escaped Azkaban, the first to do that I might add. Dumbledore called him at the castle to teach and to help them catch Sirius because they believed he would go after Harry. He never told Harry about his connection with him though. It was only revealed at the end of year though I don't know the details. For the next few years, they kept in touch and Remus cared for Harry every way that he could. After Remus married Dora, there were a few tense days. When she became pregnant, Remus left her saying he ruined her life by marrying her. He thought that Teddy would be a werewolf like him and people would treat him the way they treated Remus. He returned after a few days, repentant about his behaviour and told us that Harry had taught him that he should not run away but face what is to come. For Remus there was no one he could call family except Harry and when it came to naming a godfather for Teddy, he was the obvious choice."

Daphne heard everything that Andromeda told her and when she was done, she spoke after 5 minutes, "it was very enlightening to know about this piece of history. I never knew that Potter knew Professor Lupin so closely or that Sirius Black was innocent. However I don't understand why does Potter feel intimidated by me?"

Andromeda asked quizzically, "Intimidated? Why do you say so?"

"He always lashes out at me if he doesn't like something I said. I don't think he is prejudiced against Slytherins per se because you were a Slytherin but he is very friendly with you. But whenever he is here, he tries to run me down and becomes very possessive of Teddy. I mean the entire time that he stays here he doesn't even let me touch him. He doesn't even mind changing Teddy's diapers just so that I won't go near him."

Andromeda chuckled, "I think he is afraid that you will take Teddy away. You have seen how possessive he is of Teddy and won't let someone else even handle him. In his mind, Teddy is the only family that he has and the last link to Dora and Remus. Dora came to knew him after the tournament and she always cared for him like she would care for a younger brother. Harry feels that he has the same obligation towards Teddy and also as he is Teddy's godfather, he feels that no one else should be allowed near Teddy who he doesn't approve of."

The ministry

Harry arrived well before time at the Ministry the next day. He had wake up early in the morning and could not go to sleep at once. Daphne Greengrass unsettled him for many reasons and one of them being that she was always trying to get close to Teddy. He didn't know anything about her and he couldn't trust anyone he didn't knew to be near his godson. Sirius had cared for him with his life and Harry would do the same if not less.

The headlines in the newspaper had unsettled him and he decided to meet the minister before anything. The headline was-

War-orphans: Children in distress

The war which recently ended took a lot of lives with it. It ended many families, extinguished many bloodlines forever, put many of them on the verge of extinction with killing of their children. For example, Cedric Diggory who was murdered three years ago during the third task of the Triwizard tournament was the only child of his parents and with his death, the house of Diggory stands on the edge of extinction. Many other children were killed during the war which puts many other bloodlines in danger.

Similarly, this war left a lot of orphans. A lot many children whose parents were dragged to Azkaban for being muggle-borns and killed or many others whose parents died resisting the death-eaters and the snatchers, have been left orphans. Many children who were born to muggleborn parents or a muggleborn and a muggle were also carted off to Azkaban and a lot of them perished. Many children were turned by Greyback and his followers as punishment or retaliation or simply to satiate his greed for tender young flesh to sink his teeth into.

This reporter made his way into St. Mungo's where most of these students are kept. It is small wing which was meant mostly for treatment of children before the war. After the war ended, it has become a home for as much as 40 children who have no family left. Many of them are of Hogwarts age while others are younger than 11. I was told that many children are living with different arrangements as they can make however that won't last and if something was not done then they would on roads in next few weeks.

One of the healers, Healer Payne, told us, "The ministry grants were not sufficient to meet our needs before the war and now the grants have practically dried up so the hospital is floundering on its legs. We are not able to meet our daily expenses and on top of that, these students don't have families to go back to. If the ministry can't help us in anyway then we don't know how we will get through."

This reporter also tried to talk to some of the students. A few of them are still in trauma, many of them refuse to talk and a few of them are uncertain about what will happen to them now.

This raises questions which only the ministry can answer. Healer Payne also told us that the Hospital is asking for donations to the Children's wing to take care of these students. Anyone who thinks he can contribute towards this noble cause is welcome."

This news had shaken him and he wanted to ask questions of the Minister. He himself was a war orphan and he knew what it was like. He had a brief idea about what he wanted to do and looking at his ledger, he found he had enough gold to do what he wanted.

When he reached the ministry, Kingsley had just come in. His receptionist ushered him in at once without asking any questions. Apparently Kingsley had told her to give him admittance whenever he came.

"Harry, take a seat", said Kingsley inviting him in. "I was actually going to send for you."

"Did something happen?", Harry asked.

Kingsley shook his head, "No, nothing like that. Have you seen the newspaper?"

Harry nodded, "I did. What about it?"

Kingsley came to the point directly, "Harry you remember I had asked your help in overcoming these times?"

Harry nodded and he continued, "I will be honest with you. The children wing is not a place for children to live. If they keep living there, it would only make them depressed and their recovery rate would be absolutely low."

Harry nodded, "I know that. Can't we place them in Orphanage or something?"

Kingsley shook his head, "Harry, keeping a magical child in a muggle Orphanage is a bad idea. How would you explain their accidental magic? Besides the wizarding world does not have orphanages."

Harry nodded, "What is the alternative then?"

"That is where you come in. As you know, many families lost their only children in the war and now stand on edge of extinction. We can request them to adopt children from the children's wing. This way, they will get heirs and the children will get a home. If they don't want them as heirs, they can always take them in to foster. However the success of this scheme depends on you."

"How?"

"Harry, if the ministry asks them or appeals to them then it won't make much difference. However, if you were to ask them or request them then they would do whatever you would ask of them."

Harry nodded, "Thank you for being honest with me Kingsley. I will do it but I have got to ask. How do I do this?"

Kingsley smiled, "I am giving you and Longbottom leave to go and meet your friend Luna Lovegood whose father owns the Quibbler. The Quibbler as I remember is the most trusted source of information for the people these days."

Harry nodded giving him a smile, "I will take your leave then, minister."

Harry didn't know where Longbottom Manor was or their floo address. He waited for Neville to come to the ministry who took his sweet time to arrive. When he did, Harry met him just when he got off the lifts, "Mate, Kingsley has given us a task and I need your help."

Neville's hand automatically went to where he kept his wand stowed in his robes, fingering its handle and he asked, "What happened, Harry?"

"We are going to meet Luna. There is something that we need to talk to her."

Neville was apprehensive, "I hope Kingsley isn't offering her a job in the ministry. She would spend half her time going through the ministry to find those creatures she talked about. The Heliopaths and the crumpled thingy."

Harry snorted, "No, actually it not about offering her a job. Now come along or Robards will find us and make us do push-ups."

They apparated to Ottery St. Catchpole near the Rookery. It looked like Mr. Lovegood had restored his place because it was up and about again. He could also hear the press running inside. However the last time they were here, they had destroyed it when an Erumpent horn exploded and Xenophillus was taken captive.

Neville knocked on the door and a minute later, a blond blur had launched itself at the two them, squealing, "Harry, Neville!"

After Luna let go of them, she invited them inside. Xenophillus who was working the press walked over to them, thrusting his hand forward, "Mr. Potter, It is an honour to have met you again. I hope you will not hold my previous conduct against me."

Harry shook his head in reply, "Mr. Lovegood, I know why you did what you did. If I were in your place, I would have done the same. Don't worry on that account."

After Luna had them sit at the table, she asked him, "What brings you here, Harry?"

"Luna, actually I read the Daily Prophet today and I was very moved the news about the Orphans of war. I know what a life of an Orphan is and I wish to do something for them. I was hoping that you would take an interview on the same lines?"

She nodded, "What will this cover?"

"Everything about being an Orphan", he replied.

It took an hour to complete the interview and when they were done, she hugged him, "I never knew that you went through so much."

When they left her home, they were headed for Gringotts. Harry had some business to do with the goblins and he needed someone at his side who would help him understand their ways even if a little. Luna had promised to publish that interview in 3 days.

Gringotts

The account manager was an old goblin with half of his teeth missing, and a patch of hair missing on the back of his head and apparently he was not one to make small talk. As they entered his office, he showed them to two chairs and asked, "What do you want?"

Harry asked him uncertainly, "How much gold is in my accounts?"

The goblin looked at him incredulously, "You mean you didn't check your ledger yet? It is self updating and even if you withdrew just a galleon, it would be recorded there. Why would you waste my time asking such an idiotic question?"

Harry didn't knew what to say but Neville came to his rescue, "Lord Potter didn't had the opportunity yet to deeply go through all of his accounts and holding to know the extent of his wealth and how much of it is coming in or being spent."

The goblin said stiffly, "Then instruct him about how to go about it. It won't do for me to go through teaching him the basic things about banking."

Harry who had enough, said, "I was asking for I am willing to make a large withdrawal. I want to know how much I can withdraw before the bank would get worried."

The goblin sneered, "Nothing that you wizards do can get us worried, wizard."

Neville snorted, "Except may be breaking in the bank, fooling all of you and then escaping on the back of a dragon."

The goblin bit back an insult, "You can draw as much as gold as there is in your accounts. Now if there is nothing else then please leave me in peace. And next time you come, remember to have studied your finances well."

Harry nodded, "And how can I make a donation without having to carry a heavy bag of Galleons?"

The goblin tossed him what looked like a couple of cheque books and drawled, "These are cheque books to your accounts. When you want to pay someone through it, enter the amount in the space and stamp it with your signet ring. No stamp means no payment."

Harry instantly filled one check each from both of his accounts for 5,000 Galleons each. Neville asked him, "Are you starting some business that you need so much gold to invest in?"

Harry shook his head, "I am going to donate it to St. Mungo's. They are in desperate need of funds at the moment and I have more than I can spare."

Neville nodded and they left the bank. However, before they left the premises, Neville had stopped at the counter to make a withdrawal from his account.

St. Mungo's

They entered the hospital without anyone noticing them and reached the reception counter without any trouble. The witch gave them directions to the Children's floor where the donation box was kept.

When Harry tried to put the cheques in, Neville stopped his hand, "What are you doing, mate?"

Harry looked at him quizzically, "I thought I am making a donation."

Neville rolled his eyes, "I know that. But if you want it to be anonymous then the cheques will be give-away. If you want others to know then you should give it in person to Healer Payne. It is not proper to just leave it here in the donation box. I have met him a few times and he looks like a good bloke to me."

Healer Payne's office was at the end of the corridor of the Children's wing and there was a reception parked outside it. They approached the receptionist, "Excuse me, we need to meet Healer Payne. We have a donation to make."

She still hadn't looked up from her work, "Healer Payne is very busy and can't see people with appointments. Please leave your donation in the donation box at the end of the corridor."

No other lord or someone influential had yet came to make such a donation so she wasn't bothered with the fact that someone had came to make a donation. The donations that they had received so far were from the regular ordinary people who gave what they could spare from their earnings.

Neville, who was irritated at her behaviour, yet kept his calm and said authoritatively, "We will leave the donations in the box as you suggest. Please inform Healer Payne that Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom had come to meet him when you see him."

The receptionist's head snapped up at once and she tried all she could to not to gasp or squeal in surprise. When she got up this morning, she had no idea that she would meet the man-who-won or the man-who-slayed-the-giant-snake in person today. She almost jumped up from her chairs stuttering, "M... My ap... Apologies. I will inform him right away. Please don't go."

When she returned about a minute later, she was accompanied by Healer Payne who looked to be flustered that he was considered important enough to be visited by the duo of Potter and Longbottom.

He thrust his hand forward, shaking their hands in turn warmly, "I am sorry for her behaviour, Mr. Potter and Mr. Longbottom. I am healer Payne. Please come in and have a cup of tea."

He led them in and seated them in two very comfortable chairs. After making sure that their guests were comfortable, he started speaking, "I can't tell you how excited I am to see you both here. It is not every day that I get to meet celebrities like you two."

Harry scowled, "We are not celebrities. We are just two 17 year olds like everyone else and we have come to talk to you."

He nodded, "How can I help you?"

"Healer Payne, I read the newspaper this morning and I was moved by the news. I can tell you that life is never easy for an orphan and even more so for someone who has been through a war or torture. I cannot help everyone but I will do what I can for those I could. To that end, I have a donation to make."

With that he put the cheques in front of him. The healer picked the cheques, saw the amount and dropped them in shock. He found his voice after a minute, "Mr. Potter, you know how much the ministry gives us by way of grant for a month? 1000 Galleons for a month and that was before the war. That was not sufficient for our needs then. After the war, our costs were gone up to 2000 Galleons and we are floundering. With this amount that you are donating us, it will keep us going till 5 months. It is even twice my pay as a Healer."

Harry simply said, "I didn't really need this money. I have more than I can possibly spend in one lifetime even if I lived like a royal. If you ever need more gold for the children or the hospital, don't hesitate to owl me."

Healer Payne could only say, "Thank you. I will make the best use out of it."

Neville, who had been quiet till then, said, "I won't be able to take my seat until the coming session so I can't match what Harry has given but I too have a little contribution to make."

With that, he brought the bag of Galleons and deposited it in front of Healer Payne on the table, "This pouch is enchanted with the extension charm and contains 4000 Galleons. I hope it will suffice."

Healer Payne couldn't find enough words to express his gratitude, "I don't know what to say. I was very worried this morning about how to care for the students since we had run out of gold but you have given a new lease of life to these children. If there were more people like you in this world, it would be a better place."

Harry smiled, "There are better people than us in the world, I am sure."

As they were about to leave, the healer asked them, "Mr. Potter and Mr. Longbottom, would you mind if I publicise the fact that you both have made donations to the hospital?"

Harry frowned, "Why would you do that?"

"It will inspire others to do the same, Mr. Potter. There are many out there who are inspired by your actions. Anything that you do would inspire them to do the same."

Harry looked at Neville who shrugged, "I don't see any harm coming out of it, Harry."

Harry nodded, "You can do that healer Payne. But remember to owl us if you are in need of funds."

They reported to Kingsley when they returned to the ministry who asked them, "So how did it go?"

"It was alright, Kingsley. Mr. Lovegood agreed to publish it in four days from now."

Kingsley nodded contentedly, "Can I ask something more of you, Harry?"

Harry was apprehensive, "What?"

"Harry as we were discussing the issue of war orphans this morning and that there are no magical orpahanges, I thought maybe we could start a foster program."

"What does that mean?"

Kingsley hesitated in speaking, "Harry, a child should grow up in a proper family and not in some place where he isn't loved. We have lot many families who lost their only child and then we have many children who lost their families. If these families were to adopt a child or agree to foster them under their roof, it could be beneficial for both of them."

Harry nodded, "It is a good idea but where do I come in?"

Kingsley grinned sheepishly, "Oh well, Harry, I was actually hoping that you would cash in on your reputation. You are worshipped by the people and you inspire people by your actions. If you said something then they would at least consider it even if they don't agree to it instantly. I am hoping that every family would at least adopt a child or agree to foster one."

Harry was uncertain about this proposition, "I don't know if I agree Minister. I need time to think about it."

He nodded, "But please think about it and let me know before the Wizengamot reconvenes?"

As they were leaving, Neville said, "He was right, you know."

"What do you mean, Neville?", he asked.

"If you agree to this plan, it would lead to many children having happy lives and not to feel like orphans. I haven't been very better off than you in this regard that my parents don't even recognise me. It is worse than not having them at all. We can't let this happen to any other child."

Harry nodded, "I will think about it, Neville. It is just that I don't like when people ride too much on my fame."

The next day

Harry and Neville had received a letter from the Healer that evening. In that letter, he had again expressed his gratitude for their donations and for agreeing to let him use their names for attracting others towards making equally big donations. He had also told them that he had already given the news to the Prophet and the Quibbler and they could expect it to be there in the newspaper the next day.

True to his words, there was a news item on the front page on the newspaper.

Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom- the philanthropists

In response to the news item published in the paper yesterday, there was impressive response to the call of help out of desperation by the healer. Healer Payne informed the newspaper that apart from the regular donations that they receive, they received large sums of gold from none other than Harry Potter better known as The-man-who-won and Neville Longbottom or the-man-who-slayed-a-giant-snake.

The healer showed the cheques for 10,000 Galleons received from Mr. Potter and that Mr. Longbottom had donated a sum of 4,000 Galleons towards the Children's wing of the hospital.

To quote Healer Payne, "their generosity knows no bounds. They could have done with paying a nominal sum of gold and get a minute of fame for it however Mr. Potter and Mr. Longbottom were reluctant for me to even tell anyone about it. The world would be a better place if everyone did as much good as they did."

There you have it, dear readers. The man-who-won is also helping us get through these tough times as best as we can. I surely hope that others will come forward and do their bit in helping us through these tough times.

Neville who had stayed last night and shared firewhiskey with Harry, said, "They are laying it on thick. The Daily Prophet is sure trying to get in your good books again."

Harry laughed, "They won't. Not after all they did to me. If I have my way, I would help the Quibbler take its place."

That day was also Saturday which meant they had their day off for today and the next day. As it was, Kingsley wasn't riding them too hard for now. They were getting two days off until it would be September and they would be drafted in the Auror Academy. Harry was planning to have a long day ahead with just his godson which was interrupted when a owl soared in the kitchen where they were sitting and dropped a letter in his lap. The owl was a barnowl of rather common grey colour and didn't wait for any treats. Harry turned the letter over and over but it was only his name written on it in hastily scrawled letters which looked familiar to her. It turned out it was a letter from Ron. The letter read:

"Dear Harry,

I returned home late last night and found that you had already moved out. I remember that you had told me that you were planning to move out but I hoped you would stay until we came back.

I have got a lot to talk about and I have forgot where you lived but I can only assume that you are living at where we had the headquarters of the Order. Mum tells me that she hasn't seen you in ages and that you should join us for lunch today.

Ron"

Harry pushed the letter into his pocket and turned to Neville, "Looks like Hermione and Ron have returned. I am invited for lunch at Weasleys. Are you coming?"

He nodded, "Won't hurt to meet them. Would it?"

The Burrow

When they reached the Burrow, everyone from the red head clan was already there. Ron met him just outside the door, whopping at the top of his voice and tackled his best friend in a bear-hug, "I feel like I haven't seen you in ages, mate."

Harry smiled, "Same thing Ron." Then he noticed that Hermione didn't come with Ron to meet him at the door. He asked Ron who was greeting Neville, "Hey mate, where is Hermione?"

Ron shrugged, "Come inside. I will tell you."

Harry asked suspiciously, "Did you both fight again? Or did you leave her there by herself and returned?"

Ron looked scandalised, "Harry mate, come inside and I will tell you."

Inside the Burrow, it was full house. Everyone was there including Bill and Fleur. Even Andromeda was there with little Teddy who was with Bill and bouncing on his knee."

Harry rushed to pick up the toddler and Bill took him out of Harry's reach, "Calm down, godfather. Let others also play with him."

Harry pouted and looked pleadingly at Andromeda who chuckled, "Won't work on me, Harry. Besides you need to learn to stop being so protective of him. Nobody is going to harm him or take him from you. You are his godfather and you will remain so but give time to others too."

Harry nodded sheepishly, "I guess I can do that."

The lunch was very robust affair with only Mr. Weasley, Percy and Charlie being absent. Mrs. Weasley told them that Charlie had already left for Romania to join the Dragon Reserve and Arthur and Percy were at the office.

Lunch lasted for an hour during which he talked with everyone. Neville was welcomed with equal enthusiasm was seated next to Ron and they kept talking about the Australia tour. Harry kept an ear on their conversation while the other on whatever George was telling him.

George was saying, "We were going to expand our business just before we had to shut shop and run around Easter. The deal was already made and the title deeds for Zonko's place in Hogsmead are in our names now. My problem is that I can't find someone to fill it. If Fred were here, I could have taken one of the shops."

Ron piped up, "I can look after that shop, if you don't mind, George."

Harry looked at him curiously, "And I thought you were going to join the Aurors with me."

Ron shook his head, "Nah, mate. I had enough fighting dark wizards for a life time. I don't want to do that all my life for a living. I can always help George in the shop if he agrees or I will go try my luck with the Cannons."

Harry was surprised, "You really want to go professional? That will be exciting Ron. I say that you go for it. You have it in you. After all you were the keeper of Gryffindor for two seasons where we had back to back wins."

Ron was grinning with pleasure at himself that his best mate agreed to his idea of profession however he was also very eager to join Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. After all, even if went professional, the career won't last forever and he will need to do something to fend for himself and his family."

George who had been thinking about his offer, said, "Tell you what Ron, if you can give me an idea which will outdo any other ideas of mine then I will let you join as a partner."

It was a challenge but Ron didn't shy away from it, "I will get to you with such an idea."

After everyone had cleared the sitting room and they were alone, Harry asked Ron, "Now what happened in Australia?"

Ginny, who was sitting on a sofa nearby asked, "What happened in Australia?"

Ron told everything that happened from then finding the Grangers to waiting for Hermione for a week then being invited to her house for a dinner. He also told them how he had left the dinner feeling scared of Mr. Granger.

After he was done, Harry prompted him again, "Why Hermione didn't return with you?"

Ron said off-handedly, "She said she had missed her family and spending time with them for years now and she needed to spend some alone time with them without having to worry about the war or having to think about what new trouble Harry would get into or whether the new Defense Professor wouldn't be a werewolf or a death eater in disguise."

Harry chuckled, "Sounds like the Hermione we know. She will have her heart's desire though. With Tom being dead and us being passed out, she would have a peaceful year to herself where she won't have to worry about saving us but only about earning perfect NEWTs."

After they exhausted themselves with talking about everything that had happened, Harry noticed that Neville wasn't there anymore. He asked Ron, "Where did Neville go?"

Ron frowned, "He was here with Ginny just a minute ago. I guess they went outside."

Outside the burrow, they found the duo in the orchard. Ginny was flying to experience the thrill of flying while Neville, who had conjured a chair, was sitting in it and watching her fly. Sometimes he would throw apples her way which she would catch and then throw it through a hoop that they had conjured.

"Didn't know that you fancied Quidditch, Neville", Harry said.

Neville snorted, "Kinda hard to not to get interested in the game after the best player of the school lives in your dorm."

The day was spent happily without having to worry about anything. In fact, Harry couldn't remember a day which was so peaceful in the recent times.

Letters

That night, Harry received a letter by a regal looking grey owl which had Gryffndor red ribbon around its neck. From the ribbon, dangled a little crest which he didn't recognise. He had Kreacher check the letter to see it was safe to open and then took the envelope. On the top of it was written his hand in regal handwriting:

Harry J. Potter

Lord of the House of Potter and Black

The odd thing was that there was no address on the body but the description of his lordships. He opened the letter and it was written in the same script. It read-

"Lord Potter,

We have met before in more informal environment and in informal positions. This however is a letter of communication between two equals i.e. two lords who hold places upon the wizengamot.

I know you have been offered by the ministry to take your family seat upon the wizengamot and I know that you are not acquainted with the nuances of politics which prevail there.

In the previous years, there were political ties between our families when we supported or opposed a motion together. I believe that such an alliance in this changed environment would prove beneficial to all of us and we can work for the benefit of the wizarding world.

I am inviting you to a meeting of potential allies at Longbottom Manor at 07:00 p.m. in the evening. I hope you will honour my request and grace me with your presence.

Dowager Augusta Longbottom

Lady Regent of the House of Longbottom."

Now this was something that Harry didn't know. He also wondered why Neville didn't tell him about this meeting or why he just didn't invite him directly instead of having his grand-mother send this invite. He figured he would get the answers the next day.

At the same time as Harry received a letter, a barn owl with the Longbottom crest was winging its way towards Greengrass Manor where a certain Ms. Greengrass lived. Daphne had been making plans, thinking of whom to ally with. She knew for certain that being a novou, no one would really hear to what she had got to say. She would have to join a group or another and work from there. She would make herself a force to be reckoned with.

After she received the letter and had read it, she exhaled in relief. This letter took care of a lot of her problems and it looked like Dowager Longbottom was going to form a power block on the wizengamot of which she would be the leader. Daphne had no problem with that. She had decided to join the light and in her opinion, there was no one as impressive as Dowager Longbottom in the light faction right now. But she chose to see what was on the table for her before she committed.