A/N: Hey guys, I hoped you liked the last update, and I'm back with another. Harry and co are laying out future plans and I thought it was about time I wrote in one of my favourite little lions; Neville's here

Warning; Mentions of and mild slash, pain and swearing,

Disclaimer; All belongs to J. K apart from the plot, I think this story is unique enough for me to claim it as my one XD.

Parceltongue

Chapter 9,

Albus Dumbledore was in a huge state of panic. When he read that article he had felt his heart stop in utter horror. He didn't know how that blasted reporter had got that information from, but he wanted to slaughter her, especially because it was accurate to a point. He had to clean up the situation before it got out of hand, he hadn't spent over half a century creating his power base for it to be destroyed by one paper. No. He would have to save face and show the world that they still needed him, Albus Dumbledore, and he was the greatest wizard since Merlin. It was for the Greater Good and that's all that mattered. He knew he should have killed Gellert, but he couldn't bring himself to do so, he was doing everything for him after all.

Dumbledore paced his office, it was the second problem this week. After that damn letter from Gringotts informing him that there were clauses in the Black and Peverell family scripts declaring he could not use them as proxy he had been left up in arms. That was 5 seats lost and he had no idea who they were set to go too. At first he thought maybe the boy had rediscovered his family Lordship, but he immediately discounted that because he hadn't come to him and he no longer had the Granger girl to research things for them. Ah the wonders of the obliviate spell and a few compulsions, no one was any the wiser and all under his control; just how he liked it. Couldn't let the boy have too much of his own control or his plan would fail, which was why Black had to go and the wolf was wrapped up in so many webs that he was barely himself. The boy was needed to kill Riddle before he was disposed off and he, Albus Dumbledore, would be seen as the great hero of the world. They would lay everything at his feet and he would be more powerful than anyone in existence, he would be worshiped and he would control the world; just like he was supposed to.

There was something hindering him though, he couldn't find the last one, and he needed them gone with the rest of them. Once he had found and disposed of them, the other two would do that for him and he had already ridden himself of the first. Yes, everything was coming along nicely and soon he would solve his problem. Only then could he rule unopposed and he would. Dumbledore's attention was snapped from his thoughts as angry red howlers swooped in to the room making him growl in fury. Who did they think they were, daring to question him, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, over a paper? Foolish little people. With a snarl he silenced all the screaming letters and began thinking of ways to make this blow over, oh yes, Albus Dumbledore would regain control and have them flocking him once more.

When Harry awoke he was alone. That wouldn't be too odd only since the second week of school he had always had someone else in the bed he woke up in, be it Luna or Tom. He rolled over and sat up, he could hear soft voices in the living room and guessed Tom had a meeting or something, Harry wasn't complaining, he needed the sleep. He scouted the room for his clothes and couldn't see any of them so he grabbed Tom's shirt and threw it on rolling up the sleeves to above his elbows, Tom was built bigger than him and was taller so the shirt hung nicely off of him just covering everything. Harry walked to the door and pulled it open slightly to see who was in the living room, he caught sight of pale blonde hair so he assumed it was Lucius, his guess was confirmed when the blonde spoke.

"My Lord, your bedroom door just opened on its own accord." Lucius said and Harry rolled his eyes,

"You can come out," Tom called and Harry looked down at himself and then shook his head,

"Yeah, I don't think that would be the best idea." Harry replied and he almost felt Tom roll his eyes.

"It is only Lucius,"

"I know, but I can hardly come out dressed as I am."

"Just come out," Tom sighed and Harry raised an eyebrow, he smirked to himself.

"Fine, but this is on you," Harry walked out of the room and casually leaned on the wall by where Tom was sat, Lucius began choking causing Tom to look around, his eyes immediately darkened as he took in the sight.

"Good morning," He greeted with a nod to the blonde who was eyeing him up unashamedly, Tom's eyes darted to said blonde and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Excuse me Lucius," Tom's voice had a husky edge to it as he rose, he dragged Harry back to the bedroom and the door slammed shut behind them leaving a shocked and speechless Malfoy Lord. Tom pressed Harry against the wall and kissed him hotly; his hands roaming over the almost exposed body.

"You really shouldn't do things like that Snake," Tom murmured and Harry smirked.

"I gave fair warning," Harry pointed out, "You vanished my clothes," Tom flicked his wand to summon back Harry's clothes,

"Do you not like me dressed only in your shirt?" He asked innocently, and received a rough bite in answer.

"For me, it is fine, in front of Lucius, it is not." Tom stated and Harry rolled his eyes.

"Possessive bastard,"

"Of course," Harry vanished in to the shower and came out dressed and refreshed, he returned to the living room where Tom was sat with a shocked Lucius.

"What were you discussing before I woke up?" Harry questioned taking a seat.

"Your article," that woke the blonde up,

"Your article?" he repeated in disbelief.

"Yes, did you like it? Rita did such a good job,"

"How?"

"That is a trade secret Malfoy," Harry said with a smirk, "What is the ministry response to the article?"

"Fudge is up in arms; on the one hand he does not want to believe it. The ministry need Dumbledore because they fear an attack from the dark, they cannot stand without Dumbledore and the support the man brings. On the other hand, there is evidence to suggest truth in the article and Dumbledore has not replied to any mail or made any hit back to deny the claims. This has left the ministry in shock, to believe a national hero could have been lying about everything is almost crippling." Lucius explained and Harry grinned.

"Perfect," he practically purred, "They will take the next blow even worse, I want Dumbledore out of this castle by Yule, I want him out of the IWC by January and I will announce my titles with my friends and have him ousted by the wizengamot by the end of the same month. He will be nothing and that's when he will be at his weakest, he will have lost everything so he will be desperate and that is when he can be disposed of."

"Do you have the means to do so?" Tom asked and Harry nodded.

"I believe so, it has to be done carefully, but it can be done and it will be."

"You are going to do everything through the media." Lucius confirmed.

"Yes, the public are the masses, if they turn on him, he had no standing. Even when the ministry turned on him last year, majority of the public stood behind him and he still had supporters. This is why it has to be done carefully, everything that is printed will be fact, it is merely how it is worded that will gain public attention." Harry told him.

"This has fallen at the most convenient of times, the next wizengamot session is tomorrow and this will be raised. Dumbledore will have to come up with a convincing lie to get around this, and Fudge was already on his last days, if it turns out he allowed someone who was close with Grindlewald such a free reign then his position is forfeit." Tom pointed out and Harry smirked,

"Things could be escalated, it depends on what happens in the session tomorrow and if the minister seat gets placed up for vote." Harry mused,

"The way things are looking, the minister will be cautioned and be on constant watch."

"So something will be needed to push the minister as well as Dumbledore out of office?"

"It would seem," Harry's eyes lit up.

"Do you have something?" Tom asked and Harry nodded.

"How's 'Minister allows torture of students'?" Both men's eyebrows shot up.

"Torture?" Lucius repeated.

"Yes, I would say being repeatedly exposed to a blood quill counts as torture." Harry stated.

"A blood quill," He exclaimed in horror while Tom's eyes narrowed.

"It is why you are going after Umbridge,"

"Yes," he said in answer to both, "And I have evidence, which of course will look brilliant in the paper. 'The-Boy-Who-Lived repeatedly exposed; where were Dumbledore and Fudge?' the public will lap that up faster than anything." Harry help up his hand where the words 'I must not tell lies' were etched, they were working on something that would clear it, but it was at the back of their plans at the current time.

"That would be a substantial blow, it would see the end of Fudge and the last limbs for the old fool."

"Yes, but I cannot plan anything until after the session tomorrow. I will need to know what happens to Fudge and how long he gets if he is to be monitored." Harry said.

"Information can be passed over to you." Harry nodded.

"Lucius, have you spoken to ex-Lord Parkinson?" Lucius couldn't stop his shudder of horror.

"He has lost everything, well and truly," Harry's smirk was sinister.

"Oh course he has, the foolish man challenged me, I was not going to allow him to survive after such a move."

"Why has he not exposed you, he could simply tell the media who pulled the funding." Harry's look turned positively evil.

"I can safely say that Parkinson will never expose who ruined him." Harry stated, "If he were to do something like that, his daughter becomes bound to me as a slave for the rest of her life." Lucius looked horrified before it was masked, Tom smirked.

"Parkinson really pissed you off," Harry flashed him a grin.

"Does it show?"

"He must still owe you money." Lucius breathed.

"He does, and a lot of it." Harry confirmed.

"You're making him stay quiet," Lucius said.

"He really does not have the choice," Harry said.

"The Parkinsons are going to be considered as low as the Weasleys, when the Weasley's lost their fortune they lost their seat in the wizengamot and their title as a sign of disgrace, they have never gained it back to date."

"Wonderful, maybe I should write and suggest they whore out Pansy, I'm sure she would make a brilliant living." Harry mused and Tom rolled his eyes.

"Who is holding the Yule ball this year?" Harry asked suddenly, his eyes lit up with something.

"There are to be multiple, Parkinson was set to hold one, but they are now unavailable. Greengrass, Zabini, Nott and myself are also set to hold balls this coming Yule." Harry wrinkled his nose.

"Damn, 4 of them, didn't think it would be that many."

"Why?" Tom asked.

"Because I have a feeling there will be a few people interested in reborn families this coming Yule, I just want to make sure I am in viewing vicinity when they are revealed." Tom thought for a second before he smirked.

"Yes, I believe that will be something to witness."

"I suppose I will have to attend if I get an invite, maybe Nott will 'forget' to invite me."

"You know this is highly doubtful, to not invite an ancient and noble house to a ball would be a black mark on the family." Tom pointed out and Harry groaned.

"I know, but I hate dancing." Harry sighed, he cast a tempus and cursed when he saw it was 12:15.

"Damn it, I'm late to my own meeting." Tom rolled his eyes.

"What are you meeting for?"

"Planning, I want to find Gryffindor's room, plan the next article, go through plans for the ministry, search through our leads to the Ravenclaw and Huffelpuff heirs and I have to make plans for a certain werewolf." Harry explained getting up and rolling his shoulders, he stretched revealing pale skin and he could feel the eyes on him.

"I am off," he stated summoning his jacket, he left with a wave of his hand, Lucius looked to his lord and he was burning to ask questions, the main one being, what in Merlin's name was Harry doing coming out of his bedroom, but he refrained. Harry placed a disillusion around himself and ran all the way back to his rooms, he leapt through the portrait hole and dropped the spell as he went, they were all there and Harry groaned.

"Sorry," he told them all, he walked over and collapsed in to his chair.

"This is a funny 12 o'clock mister," Luna chided with a grin that Harry returned.

"I apologise, I was discussing the article and upcoming plans with Tom and Lucius."

"My father?" Draco asked shocked and Harry rolled his eyes.

"No Draco, the other Lucius." The blonde gave him a withering look.

"I was merely surprised that he was in the school." He sniffed.

"So Snake, what have you got on that devious mind of yours?" Paws asked and Harry smirked.

"There is a wizengamot session tomorrow, according to Lucius, Fudge is likely to be cautioned not removed meaning there is going to need to be a push to get him out of office, problem is, we do not want someone like Scrimgeour voted in." Harry began.

"Blood quill exposure?" Swift asked and Harry nodded once.

"Yes, it will be the farewell for Fudge and maybe for Dumbledore." Harry said, "I want the old fool out of the castle by Yule, and we will vote him out of the wizengamot ourselves in January."

"We need to know what happens in tomorrow's session before we can put that in to action." Paws pointed out.

"I know, Lucius will pass on to Tom so that's sorted."

"On to another topic, we've been looking at wards and trying to narrow down which ones could be covering the Gryffindor rooms," Swift told Harry,

"Brilliant, finding that would be a bonus, hopefully it is more discrete than the Chamber, that way we can hide there."

"Plus, think of the hidden knowledge." Paws put in.

"Guys, what have you been up too?" Harry questioned the twins.

"We've collected the listeners from HQ and they're ready to listen too." Fred said,

"We've also been watching both the Burrow and HQ around the clock." George picked up.

"Have you got the listeners on you?" Harry inquired and they nodded, they pulled out 12 little blue spheres and placed them on the table.

"We've manages to convert them on to parchment so they can be read rather than listening to all of the pointless chatter and long silences." George explained.

"Have you already converted them?" Paws asked interested and they shook their heads.

"No, we thought we would do them here to show you." Fred produced a sheet of parchment and placed one of the spheres on the top, he taped the sphere,

"ludere procer," the ball shone a bright blue before it seemed to melt in to the sheet, writing started to weave it's way on to the page,

"Vox agnitio," George tapped the sheet and the writing flashed and became different colours.

"Now, the only problem with this is there are no names, so we don't know who's saying what." Fred pointed out.

"However, we've managed to work out that the spheres pick up magical signatures meaning its colour matches that. The easiest one to pick up was Remus, his is a glowing Amber because of the wolf and Dumbledore's is a dark brownie colour." George explained.

"We ran a spell that picked up the colours of the people, we made it seem like a prank, we got it to change their hair, and we noted it down."

"Let's guess and see which ones we have right." Luna suggested.

"We will activate the rest of them, they stay on the parchment and can be stored and copied."

"Well the other obvious ones are the two dark blue speeches, they belong to you two." Paws said pointing to the identical blue writing.

"Yes, and this is mine." Ron pointed to a lighter blue line, "And this is Paws," he indicated a rich purple.

"Tonks is the multi-coloured one, Kingsley is the earthy colour." Harry guessed, "Snape would be the black and Mad eye would be the translucent."

"Weasley Sr is the bland yellow and the matriarch is the mud colour," Draco said,

"Ginny has to be the sickly coloured one." Luna thought much to their amusement.

"Turquoise is Jones and khaki is Vance." Harry said,

"Charlie is the fire orange and Bill is the burnished bronze," Ron stated,

"And the only other person I know is Fleur and she would be the baby pink." Harry mused.

"They are practically the only people in HQ, Kreacher has been picked up and so has Dobby, but their speech is obvious."

"Surprisingly, you got all but 2 right. Fleur and Jones are the other way around," Fred told them.

"We are either really smart or brilliant at observation." Paws said with a laugh.

"Both," Harry said seriously and they laughed.

"Oh, we have bad news." George said flicking through the sheets.

"What?"

"Remus needs to be sorted out, quickly,"

"Why?" Harry darted over to look over his shoulder.

"They were discussing Sirius' death, the spell he cast on Bellatrix wasn't the Imperious like first thought, it's an unknown."

"Wait, let me note it down," Paws called fishing for parchment and a quill, "Ok, what's the spell?"

"Inlusio," Fred read of the page,

"Right, I'll get right on it."

"Remus overheard the conversation, it's explosive and Dumbledore spelled him."

"Compulsion web, weaved with loyalty spells, creature suppression, magic dampeners and an emotion control set at severe depression and desperation, all this mixed with a nice little obliviate." Harry read off and it was immediately obvious he was pissed, his magic swirled around them.

"Breath Snake," Paws soothed.

"Swift, begin planning a pseudo rescue, we need to get in, get Moony, get out with him and hide him somewhere." Harry ordered and Swift nodded, he was already making notes.

"What else is on there?"

"Only the love potions and liquid imperious for you, the spells to keep Swift and Paws away and then we hit a bit of a jackpot." Fred showed him the sheet.

"They were talking about the spies they have within the Dark and plans for the ministry." George said.

"Perfect,"

"Let me see the spies," Draco asked and he was handed the sheet, as he read, his eyebrows climbed slowly up his head.

"No elite which isn't a surprise, 2 inner circle members and the rest of them are outer circle." Draco muttered, "They need to be terminated at the quickest time, the others have only raids to go on, luckily, none of them were at the ball."

"I'll write down the names and take them to Tom." Harry said.

"Their plans for the ministry are quite alarming, it's pretty much being ran by Dumbledore and he wants to merge us with muggles." Draco said in disgust and Harry's lip curled.

"That is never going to happen."

"When are you going to release the next article?" Luna asked,

"I think I shall wait 2 weeks maybe, I'm not exactly sure, I want to expose everything so I might go to the archives." Harry replied.

"After the wizengamot and go from there," Paws suggested.

"Yes, it is for the best."

"Now, I will file these, if you place more down I will create a book of them, it's proof in the littlest of meaning." Harry said and the twins nodded.

"On to more cheerful topics," Draco began, "When do you think Dumbledore is going to show his face again?"

"He will have to show his face on Monday, he had to go to the wizengamot so he has to come out on Monday." Harry stated,

"True, but will he manage to save face?"

"Doubtful," Paws said, "If Snake's next article is anywhere near as good as the first, Dumbledore will be crumbling by the day."

"At least with these articles Dumbledore is focussing his attention elsewhere, it gives us a little breathing room." Swift pointed out,

"True,"

"I've found out that there might be 4 Yule balls this year," Harry told them in disgust and they chuckled at the tone.

"You love the beginnings Snake," Luna said and Harry smirked,

"Of course, it's so much fun," He confirmed, "Dancing on the other hand, makes me want to AK myself."

"You do exaggerate Snake," Paws sighed, "Do you think we will be invited?"

"Of course, if your mail gets through that is."

"We have been working on that," Fred piped up,

"Yes, Swift has yet to receive any mail and we think Dumbledore has spelled it away from him." George continued,

"We are trying to bend it so his letters can slip though to him,"

"Without Dumbledore's knowledge this is."

"Good, work on that, I have no doubt you will succeed." Harry said to them and they nodded.

"We also need to look in to the other heirs." Harry stated,

"We have leads, we're nearing great-great-great-great grandfather on the Ravenclaw, the problem we are having is he had only daughters and 2 of them had no children, one we've tracked to the deceased Proctor line and the other we cannot find who she married." Paws said and Harry nodded.

"Yes, we have much more leeway with Ravenclaw compared to Hufflepuff, we've lost track of them and have had no new discoveries."

"We will continue to search,"

"Are you going to start up your group again?" Draco asked him and Harry blinked.

"I had not even thought about that." He replied shocked, "It would have to be secret and it would have to be for those open to everything, I do not know if there would be a point."

"You need to speak to Neville though," Luna told him and Harry frowned.

"Why?"

"The Prophecy Snake, the reason you both have no parents."

"Oh, I had forgotten," He said sheepishly and then frowned.

"I know Nev lives with his grandmother, the bitch she is, but you don't think he's in the same situation as me?"

"He could be, he goes through times of confidence, like the ministry, but then he snaps back to frightened little boy." Swift mused.

"I would need to have access to his mind before I could tell."

"I'm sure that can be arranged if we know you," Paws said with a small smirk,

"So we all have things to work on yes?" Harry confirmed.

"Plans for Moony," Swift held up his parchment.

"Research the spell Dumbledore and look in to the Ravenclaw heirs."

"I can help with that, I have books on Pureblood marriage names." Draco put in and Paws nodded.

"Bend the mail wards around Swift and keep ears open." The twins said.

"Brilliant, I will look in to Neville and I'll make my plans after hearing back from Lucius." Harry told them.

"Well I can look in to the Gryffindor wards as well as help Paws and Draco." Luna mused.

"So we are set?" they nodded and Harry grinned,

"Brilliant, we can relax for a bit, I don't think I can stomach Ginny."

"You will have to go out today, tomorrow you can hibernate." Paws told him and Harry sighed.

"Fine, fine, tomorrow is mine and Luna's day." Luna beamed and Harry pulled himself up.

"I'll change, I'll see you guys later." They got up and left, the twins changed in to their animagus forms before slipping out of the room, Luna was led out on the sofa as Harry came back glamoured and dressed.

"One day all this will pay off." He grumbled and she laughed lightly.

"Of course it will Snake," Harry pulled her up and they left, Harry split from Luna and hitched on the oh so fake smile he wore for the rest of the world.

The next day Harry asked the castle to lock his portrait to everyone with a message that if he was needed to contact him by other means, he was sticking to his word and spending the day with Luna for a proper catch up. He called Winky for a mountain of junk food and they sat on his massive bed opposite each other wrapped in blankets.

"I've missed this so much." Harry sighed. It was surprising what living a double life took out of him, he knew he would be even more stressed if it wasn't for Tom, he had become strangely accustom to the mans company.

"Same, I will always hate Dumbledore for taking away my first friend." Luna's voice was sad and angry at the same time, Harry squeezed her hand with a smile.

"Well we have the entire day to ourselves. What have we got on the agenda?" She pretended to think about it for a couple of seconds.

"I think we have gossip to exchange, bets to be made and styles to confirm." Harry nodded seriously.

"Yes, I believe you are correct Miss Lovegood." They laughed.

"So when do you think the twins will make their first move on Bleach?" Harry asked with a grin.

"Oh you mean other than yesterday when they sat him between them?" She returned with a chuckled, Harry smirked at that. He chose not to point out the seating arrangements yesterday, but he was pretty sure the twins kept deliberately touching the blonde who didn't seem to mind in the slightest.

"Other than that," Harry nodded, "I am surprised, the twins are usually more forward."

"Yes, but this is a Malfoy. They have to make it so Draco wants them as much as they want him."

"You make a valid point." Harry conceded.

"It also means the removal of clothing within his eyesight soon."

"Sweet Merlin you're right." Harry laughed.

"Of course I am."

"And I bet you are going to be choosing their clothes too." Luna grinned.

"Maybe, but they don't know this yet."

"Obviously,"

"How is it going with you and a certain Dark Lord?" Harry grinned.

"Walked out in just his shirt yesterday in front of Lucius,"

"And he allowed that?" She questioned incredulously.

"Good Circe no, dragged me back to the bedroom and bit the shit in to me." Harry shuddered in reminder, he threw the thoughts from his mind before he went and sought out the man.

"Possessive then?"

"No, not at all," Harry said with a laugh.

"What did Malfoy Sr have to say about this, better yet what was his reaction?" Luna leant forward absently eating from the crisps bowl.

"Happily married or not, the man was eyeing me up." Harry said, "It was obvious he had questions, but he wasn't stupid enough to ask and we derailed him with talk on my article."

"So you walked out of the Dark Lord's bedroom and Lucius eyed you up?" Luna confirmed and Harry nodded, she threw up her hands.

"He's insane,"

"I know." Harry agreed, "Will you be invited to all of the balls this year?"

"I don't know," Luna said slowly, tilting her head in thought, a habit Harry had picked up. "Daddy only attends ones which he feels are impossible to meet and as an un-betrothed Heiress it would be a scandal should I attend alone."

"Damn, that's a shame. I have a feeling that Nott's will be interesting, I cannot see him taking lightly to the verbal beating I gave him last time."

"No doubt he will do something to try and make you look bad or decrease your status, unfortunately it will backfire nastily and make him look like a total fool." Luna stated and Harry grinned,

"I do not doubt you." And he didn't, if Luna said it would happen then you could put money on it happening for sure.

"Paws will be noticed at the first ball?" Harry asked and Luna nodded.

"Oh yes, and by the last one moves shall be made." Harry smirked,

"Perfect, now we just have to set up Swift."

"Now that will be a task, but I'm thinking Zabini. He has eyes for Swift now, imagine at the ball."

"We make a deal now, I'll dress Paws and you deal with Swift. We will set them up nicely and then you can slot yourself nicely in with Paws." Harry shook hands with Luna and they shared an evil grin, the poor people wouldn't know what hit them come Yule. Harry was taking Hermione shopping in Paris and then Rome, she would have a different gown for each occasion as well as different jewels, they would have to visit their family vaults.

"Do you have a back up plan, in case Nott does try something?"

"Are you changing your outcome?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No, not at all, Nott will wish he had never crossed you almost as much as Parkinson. However, if you already have a plan I want to hear it."

"It does all depend on the situation that comes to hand. I am looking forward to the Greengrass ball, it is supposed to be the first one, and It will depend on his behaviour towards me. I hope you can make the Greengrass ball, the reactions are set to be amusing in the least."

"Greengrass is one I know we attend." Luna said to him, "Hadrian Greengrass and my father are acquainted."

"Brilliant,"

"Where are you staying for Yule?"

"I am not certain at the current moment in time. I may use Black Manor, but I will need to discuss it with Swift and Paws. It will depend on if Dumbledore is removed before or during the Yule holidays." Harry mused, "But this is neither here nor there, Yule is ages away and we have much more important things in progress."

"True,"

"Now, and important task; dirt." Their smirked were not pleasant.

"I have a nice little fact for Theodore Nott that you could use." Luna told him and Harry was all ears.

"Go on,"

"I do believe that there are certain clauses in his betrothal contract such as him still being a virgin until the wedding?"

"I don't even know how you got hold of such knowledge, but I do not doubt that there is." Harry shook his head, Luna was amazing in her own right, the things that she got hold off were astounding.

"Ah now that is a trade secret, but I can assure you that that is a definite clause, an important one nailed in by the Lord Greengrass."

"And," he prompted.

"Well I can guarantee that Theo has breached that little clause; multiple times."

"Oh," Harry's eyes were alight.

"Yes, he was under the assumption that because he hasn't slept with a girl then it is still in tact. He and Blaise are often at it."

"You have seen it?"

"Yes, hot as it is, and a nice breech in the contract."

"Mark one on blackmail for Nott Sr." Harry made an invisible tick on an imaginary checklist.

"I am sure Izar would love to hear about it." Luna agreed.

"What else has that devious mind of yours got stored for me Miss Lovegood?"

"I know that the Prince seat is set to activate soon and their will be three new faces at the pureblood balls." Harry actually choked on his drink.

"Snape is going to take up the mantel of the Lord Prince?" Harry gasped.

"I believe so,"

"Meaning the Dark will gain another seat from the Noble House of Prince and Snape will be in attendance to at least the Malfoy ball." Harry murmured before his whole face lit up.

"Oh Swift is going to be fucking ecstatic, as is Paws. And I already have enough on Snape to keep him in line, add my mere presence; it is set to be a fucking amazing night."

"I will make sure I do not miss it." Luna said with a smirk of her own.

"Is there anything else in the winds?" Harry asked laying back.

"It is to my knowledge that your suspicions about Neville are correct. I do not know her role within it, but I have suspicion of my own that tells me that she casts spells blaming Neville for her son's death."

"That bitch," Harry hissed, "The plans for Neville need to be upped to the earliest convenience."

"Agreed,"

"How bad is the damage?"

"I could be near the scale of yours and a potions flush may be required."

"Shit," He cursed, "Right, so I will tackle Neville tomorrow, but it will have to be after class."

"Neville goes to the greenhouses after class on Mondays, Tuesdays and Thursdays on his own and Saturdays with Professor Sprout. I usually go with him on Mondays and Tuesdays,"

"Ok, so that makes it easier. I can head down there and you will be there for backup."

"I can do that,"

"I'll have to get him back here without notice, that will be the challenge, but with the eyes and ears it shouldn't be to much trouble."

"And you have to convince Neville, he had become much sketchier. He is like he was in first year." Harry groaned in to his hands.

"Oh good Merlin this is going to be difficult."

"Yep,"

"Wonderful," Harry and Luna spent the day talking, laughing, eating and relaxing without so much as leaving their room. They ended up placing many bets on the upcoming couples and the next arguments, Harry ended up writing a list of them and pinning it to the walk next to the bed as a reminder. The gamble was made exciting because they used couples they knew would be getting together, it was just when they would and who would be first and they had equal chance of winning because Luna's scary knowing only told her so much.

"I had a really good day." Luna sighed as she curled in to his side, Harry kissed the top of her head.

"Me too Ray, me too,"

Dumbledore made an appearance Monday mornings and whispers broke out, the headmaster dutifully ignored them as he ate his breakfast, students were looking at him in suspicion and Harry fought to contain his glee. The man was still the main topic of conversation and it didn't look like that was changing any time soon. The mail swooped in and Harry saw the old man looking apprehensively at the paper, Harry was slightly surprised when he saw the morning paper, the content wasn't that shocking, it was the fact it had made the news.

McKinnon Heir found; dead house gains a new seat!

He casts a look around the hall and it seemed that it was big news, especially to the purebloods, he knew why they were up in arms about it, a grey pureblood name coming back after years of nothing was something that interested them. Why it made the national news is what he didn't know, his eyes flicked to Paws who was reading with raised eyebrow.

'At least your seat went through' He commented and he heard her sigh in his mind.

'I often wonder about our nation,' she muttered and he withheld a snicker, instead he read the article.

After 16 years of lying dormant, the McKinnon house is once again active as an unknown heir has been discovered. It is not yet known if it is a Lord or Lady that has taken over the thought to be dead house, but what is known is the person is gaining momentum. They have gained a second to the already stable McKinnon name, it was said that the proof appeared yesterday in the wizengamot, the McKinnon placement shone and the crest lit up on the new seat. It brought mystery to the session as the seats remained empty even though they were active. What we are waiting for now is for the new Lord or Lady to be sworn in to their duties, only then can we discover who holds the title.

The rest of the article was detailing past dealings the McKinnon's have dealt in, and what they were famous for. The Article also scanned over the Potter name gaining another seat, it briefed the fact that he had yet to claim his Lordship or be sworn in, but had a proxy; he scoffed. Wait until that came out, he fully intended to reveal that his inheritance had been withheld by his magical guardian which just so happened to be Dumbledore before he was emancipated, that would be almost as big as the Grindlewald article, but for now he would pretend that he had not read it so it saved him a visit to the old fool. There was mentions of Narcissa sitting in the Black seat to which Dumbledore was using as Proxy and there was a massive chunk detailing the fact that Lucius Malfoy now help proxy for the Peverell seat, another that Dumbledore was using, and it had caused a bit of a commotion in the wizengamot halls much to Harry's joy. Underneath the headline article was a side story about Fudge which Harry read,

Fudge monitored!

In yesterdays Wizengamot session, the Lords and Ladies voted for a shock decision. After controversy over last year's statements form Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore, Minister Fudge has been in a precarious position and it has been unknown where his future lies within the ministry. His Minister position was called in to question in the July session and was again questioned yesterday. A full probation and inquest motion was raised and in a 3-1 vote, the motion carried. Fudge, who has been acting minister since '81, expressed his outrage and disbelief that his performance was called in to question. Unfortunately he was not available for comment, but it does suggest that not everyone has confidence in his ability to fully run the head office with the strength needed.

Lucius prediction was right, the only thing it didn't say in the article was how long he was on 'probation' for, he would have to find out so he could time his article perfectly. The good thing was, people were losing confidence in both the head power figures, if they continued to lose faith then it would only be a matter of time before everything crumbled. Harry smirked to himself and left to gather his stuff, it set to be an interesting couple of months. He headed down to potions with a muted sigh, he was running through his plans for Neville. During breakfast he had been watching the quiet Gryffindor and he was alarmed by what he saw, Neville was jumpy, twitchy and shaking, and that was just at the table. Whatever had happened over the summer; it wasn't good and it needed to be fixed. Plus, Neville would be a great asset and the guy was a powerhouse, he would need a decent wand thought, the fact that his wonderful grandmother made him use his fathers wand didn't go unnoticed by Harry and he would be fixing that if everything went to plan. Of course just thinking that would probably jinx it, Harry grumbled to himself and went further in to the dungeons wishing he could just stab Dumbledore and be done with it.

"You look delightedly cheerful today." Draco said as a greeting when Harry took his seat.

"Yes, had information on Neville and it doesn't look good. I have to deal with it today and a number of things could go wrong." Harry told him in a low voice.

"Raven?"

"Of course,"

"What else has she scouted?" Draco asked and before Harry could reply Snape stormed in and he was very clearly pissed.

"I want your best attempt at the Draught of Living Dead by the end of this hour, and I want it done in silence." Snape snarled at them.

"Now," he barked when no one moved, Harry was the first one at the cupboard as he sat at the back and Draco prepped the cauldron. The pair were the first of the mark and Hermione was second, Harry crushed the bean instead of slicing it because it released more juice for Draco to throw in. Snape was swooping around and his anger was palible, Harry had absolutely no idea what had pissed the potions master off, but the man was acting as if he had been ordered to give Harry Occlumency lessons again. Harry slipped with the knife and he cursed in parcel, his eyes followed Snape and noticed the foul glares he was receiving which confirmed it in his mind.

Mother fucking bastard he hissed to himself, Draco shot him a strange look and Harry shook his head.

"You have half an hour left." A few people jumped and hurried on, Harry and Draco switched positions and Harry took over stirring the cauldron while Draco cut the ingredients. The classroom was silent accept for the chopping of knives and bubbling of liquid, it was the most peaceful potions lesson in Harry's memory and when Snape called time, he and Draco were in the clear lead as their potion was a nice pink.

"This will be continued next lesson, out." People scrambled for the door and Harry tried to escape, but Snape called him back.

"Potter, stay behind." Harry hung his head cursing everything about the headmaster. When the last student, Draco, was out of the door, it was magically shut and Harry walked towards the desk.

"Yes Professor," Harry had everything he had praying Dumbledore didn't go back on his word, but he knew it was no use and Snape's next words confirmed that.

"The headmaster believes that, contrary to his first initiative, it is a good idea for me to continue our Occlumency sessions." Harry did relish in the fact he wasn't the only one up for killing the old man at that point.

"Why in Merlin's name would he have a stupid idea like that?" Harry couldn't help say, it wasn't his fault.

"Do not be rude," He snapped and Harry raised an eyebrow.

"And if I refuse?"

"You do not have a choice, the headmaster had ordered me to teach you therefore you will be at my office at 6pm tonight." Snape growled and Harry's eyes narrowed, there was no way he could allow Snape to test his shields knowing they were near perfect and there was no way he was going to bare the mans presence for the damn lessons to fake it.

"Is that so," Harry got out,

"Yes, now get out of my sight." Harry stormed from the classroom cursing, he was late for transfiguration just to top things off. Harry bolted through the castle using all the passageways and made it there only 5 minutes late, he fell in to the classroom apologising profusely.

"Sit down Potter, I will let it slide this time." Harry nodded and took his seat, he felt Paws in the back of his mind.

What did he want? She asked him.

Damn old man ordered him Occlumency lessons again, even though he said it was a bad idea at the beginning of the year Harry all but snarled the reply, he was less than pissed and he already had things planned.

WHAT! Harry winced, Is he out of his mind? Does he want you to commit murder or something?

Apparently, but I can't go anyway. Snape wants me there tonight, but I'm dealing with Neville tonight; it's worse than first thought.

Ask Swift, Paws presence was gone and Harry mentally prodded Swift.

I have Occlumency tonight at 6, but I need to deal with Neville tonight at the same time. I also don't even want to be at Occlumency at all; any thoughts? Swift was silent for a few moments before answering.

Did you think of the Dark Lord? Harry stopped in shock because he had completely forgotten about Tom, he would have to speak with the man to see if he could interrupt the lesson at 6:05.

Thank you for refreshing my common sense. Harry told him and grinned when he saw him shake his head bemused, they were still on the theory for animagus so he didn't miss much during his mental talks. McGonagall handed them an essay on the basic needs for Animagi and sent them off. Harry ate a quick lunch before rushing to the library to get the essay done, he had things to plan and he wouldn't fall behind because of it. It wasn't hard and he was already an animagus, multiple times, so he had an upper hand on most of the class. When the bell went signalling the end of lunch, Harry darted up to the defence classroom knowing Tom had a free followed by the Sixth year Slytherin and Ravenclaw class, he slipped in to the classroom and sealed the door.

"You are pissed off." Tom stated as he walked over, Harry nodded sitting on the desk of the chair he usually occupied in class.

"Royally,"

"I am presuming Snape as you have no problems with McGonagall."

"Him with a side of the goat," Harry said with a sigh, he ran his hand through his hair removing the glamour and groaning.

"I need a favour," Tom looked up.

"Oh?"

"I need you to come to Snape's office at five past six this evening." Harry told him and Tom raised an eyebrow.

"And why is that?"

"Because the headmaster is under the impression that Occlumency is a good idea again." Harry sneered and then tugged at his hair.

"The man is insane,"

"I know," Harry agreed,

"Why do you wish me to interrupt?"

"Because you are the only one Snape will listen too, I cannot curse him and I cannot show him my real shields. Add to the fact that I do not like being in his presence and I have plans tonight." Harry said.

"Plans?"

"Yes, Neville Longbottom, the other child of the fake prophecy. He raised suspicion because he's gone back to the scared, quiet boy he was, but according to Raven, it's a lot worse than first thought and I never ignore a warning from Raven so I decided to see Neville myself tonight. He will be alone in the greenhouses with Raven so it is the perfect opportunity, and if he fights or is scared off, no one is around to see any forceful intervention that may or may not occur." He explained.

"Is he powerful?" Tom asked after a moment.

"Yes, I taught him myself. But he was stunted, we think that his bitch of a grandmother is helping Dumbledore or is somehow involved, Ray thinks it is because she blames Neville for her son's attack."

"Very well, I will order Severus to give the old fool fake reports on your progress." Harry breathed in relief, "But you owe me." Harry looked at him.

"What do you want?" Harry asked immediately, Tom smirked.

"You are mine tomorrow evening, straight from dinner, come to my office." Harry raised an eyebrow to that.

"Is that so?"

"Yes, and I can do anything I want to you." The crimson eyes were dark as they looked at him, Harry bit his lip, but nodded.

"Fine, we have a deal." Tom's smirk stretched,

"I look forward to it." Harry shuddered and closed his eyes, he took a deep breath as he stood up.

"6 o'clock," Harry reminded as he left the room.

Wouldn't miss it Snake,Harry cursed the man, he had a growing hard on and he forcefully thought of Dumbledore winking to remove the feelings.

Did you like my little part of Dumbledore at the beginning? I thought it would start building to the reasons behind Dumbledore's actions, I've got a few baseline ideas down and I wanted to start creating a base for everything. Neville is going to be OOC, but this is my story so yeah you will have to deal with that and as you have read, there is a lot brewing in the cauldron. Let me know what you think please, gratzi,

Jess*