Since going through entire years memories is not very intresting to write, I will be covering everyhthing in the he next update, which would be at least a week away or maybe ven more, and will be the final chapter where the memories will be shown.
I was thinking about making a three way realtion ship between Bill, Fluer and Tonks. What do you guys think?
Do comment what you think about it.
HARRY POTTER
He kept on eye on everyone as the memory progressed through. When Cedric died, Ginger's cry nearly brought tears in his eyes. He knew Cedric had been quite a popular person in Hufflepuff due to his supportive behavior. It had come up in his few meeting with ex Hufflepuffs about how they had rallied for their murdered champion in the year Hogwarts was under Voldermort's control. Andromeda and Dumbledore both seemed to recognize the rebirth ritual, while watching the blood sacrifice made more than one person vomit. When Pettigrew took his blood, Dumbeldore released a deep sigh and signaled him to pause the memory.
"Was able to get over the blood protection?"
"Yes, Professor."
Lord Davis spoke up as he was going to restart the memory.
"Your blood contains a mix of Basilisk poison and Pheonix tears, Mr. Potter. Did it have any effect on the ritual?"
He shared a look with Jean, who shook her head.
"I have no idea, Mr. Davis. We were never able to get much information about the ritual. Everything that was in the Black family library and other books was too little information."
The healer nodded before asking him to continue. The next interruption happened when the form of Voldermort rose from the destroyed cauldron. Madam Bones' tone was resigned and had a touch of fear in it.
"So he came back...Damn it"
Ther reaction from other adults was not as bad, but they all looked shaken. Only the Headmaster was calm in his seat, but that was when one did not look in his eyes. Those blue and ever twinkling eyes were filled with fury and anger as they remained fixed on the reborn form of Voldermort. Once the memory reached the part where the Deatheaters started appearing, Madam Bones called Dora next to her and both of them started writing down things on a conjured parchment. He would have to ask them to let him secure the parchment if they intended to take it out of the manor. The memory stopped when he landed back in Hogwarts with Cedric's body.
"When I came back, things did no go as I had thought. Fudge refused to believe what I told them and had the only possible witness kissed. I still do not know whether he did it knowingly or the dementors kissed Barty Crouch Jr. on their own..."
Madam Bones looked at him with confused eyes.
"Barty Crouch Jr. is dead. I recorded it in his file myself."
"No, Madam Bones. Crouch Junior is still alive, living with his father under the Imperius curse. He will soon attack Alastor Moody and use Polyjuice to take his place as the DADA teacher in Hogwarts this year"
The Director of DMLE leaned back in her seat, her fingers rubbing her head.
"I assume you are going to ask me to not arrest him, am I right, Mr. Potter?"
"You are, Madam Bones. And I have a very good reason for it. Bear with me for an hour more and you will understand."
She did not give any type of reaction, so he continued, bringing up the last memory of that year.
"This was the moment when the ministry became the third party in the second Blood war."
The scene that memory stopped was when Dumbeldore had given one of the most passive-aggressive warnings to the minister. The foreboding silence that had filled the room, was broken by a sarcastic chuckle by Tracey.
"I have never liked you much Professor. It started because of my family's belief in your treatment of Neutral Houses and then the way you handled things in Hogwarts. But when Potter showed us this memory the first time, I have to say I was impressed, Sir. To say something like that to the head of your Government in such a calm way, you have my respect for that alone, Professor."
Like everyone else who was on the receiving end of a sarcastic appraisal by Tracey, Dumbeldore looked like he was struggling to respond. But after a few moments, he did come out with a response.
"The white beard did not come out by magic, Ms. Davis."
Even though most of them probably didn't get it, himself included, the atmosphere relaxed a little after that. While the youngster was still affected by the memory, the adults were pulling back up. A small discussion was going on between Madam Bones, Lord Green grass, and Arthur Weasley, while Dumbeldore was talking to Tracey and brat. Junior's poking made him turn towards the teenager, who looked hesitant resigned, but he could also recognize the small amount of hope.
"Are you.. I mean... Do I...?"
His ever-observant wife stopped Junior from speaking by holding his shoulders.
"Yes, Harry. He along with all of us will take care of Voldemort. You will not be fighting against him, not if we can help it."
The hope which he had recognized, increased immediately. He couldn't remember ever thinking about someone else doing what he thought was his job, but it seems their arrival had started changing things which they had not considered initially, things like their younger selves' behavior. He would have to discuss this among others, as they had to keep things the same until the end of next school year. A quick swap of his wand conjured a parchment on which he started noting down everything they had to discuss. Once he was done, the parchment flew over to his wife, who was still talking to Junior. After seeing what it was, she gave him a bright smile and added something before passing it to Jean, who passed it back to him with some correction. The same thing happened with the other three too. By the time the parchment came to him the last time, all others had stopped their discussion and were string at six of them. Waving them off, he turned to add the next set of memories when Jean stopped him.
"Harry, we all would like to cover the 5th year. Ron and I were there for nearly everything, and you can add what we might miss."
He stared at her, trying to understand the reason behind the change of plan, but was unable to. With no visible problem, he passed the control over to Jean.
HERMIONE GRANGER aka "Jean"
She had discussed with Ron, Sue, and Tracey about showing the fifth year through their memories. Ron and Tracey had agreed without any issue, but Sue had hesitated for some time. She knew it was because of the redhead wanted to avoid showing reaction when the breakout of Azkaban had happened. But her arguments had managed to win her over, and now with Harry passing the control to her, it was time everyone learned what else had happened around everything important. Once she had entered her set of memories, she asked Harry to enter the memory of the dementor attack.
"The summer after the fourth year was a tense time for all of us. For being Harry's friend, I was one of the supposed top targets. Professor Dumbledore managed to convince my parents to shift near the Order of Pheonix's Headquarters for time being. It was in the third month of my stay at headquarters that we were told a piece of horrific news. Harry had been expelled by the Ministry of Magic for use of magic in front of muggles. Which by the way, was as illegal as it could be. We later found that the ministry cannot expel a student without assent from the Headmaster, which was never taken in Harry's case. Anyway, Professor Dumbeldore later told us that Harry had been attacked by Dementors and had to use Patronus charm to protect himself. His expulsion was now subject to a disciplinary hearing in the ministry. A day later, Harry was escorted to the headquarters by the order members, and a few days later, he left for his hearing in the ministry."
She started Harry's memory of the attack, knowing exactly when most of them will react. And it happened right at the time. When Harry's wand lit up despite being out of his hands, simultaneous gaps ran around across the room.
"That was awesome."
"Wandless, I can't believe it."
"That's not possible."
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"You are more interesting than I thought, Potter."
She stifled laughter at the last statement, which was said by Munchkin, who was staring at Junior with assessing eyes and spoke up.
"Unfortunately, all of you are wrong. That was not wandless magic. In fact, Harry is incapable of wandless magic et all. If he ever managed to learn it, it would end up destroying his fingers and maybe more, because of the amount of magic flow. Harry will be attempting to push out a much higher level of magic then his body can handle. What you just saw was instead of how Harry's magic reacts with his surroundings. In very basic terms, his magic can interact with things 3 to 5 feet around him. That means he can observe things that go unnoticed by most of us. Wards, enchantments, wands, cursed objects, dark magic, he can sense them without getting in contact with them..."
She was interrupted by Harry, who was motioning her to do the explaining later. Sparing a glare at him, she restarted the memory. It was followed by her memory of when Harry had arrived at the headquarters.
"We spent the rest of summer fighting a losing battle against the house, which was being helped by Kreacher. And then, came the day of Harry's trial."
Once Harry had added his memory, she started it.
"This was the first time since it's inception, that the Winzengamot had tried someone for improper use of magic in front of the whole court. Fudge broke so many protocols and laws for this that I don't know how you and others allowed it to happen, Madam Bones."
Madam Bones, whose eyes were fixed on the trial memory, muttered softly.
"So do I, Ms. Granger, So do I."
One the memory was over, Lord Davis looked at them with a confused look.
"What was the public's reaction to this? There must have been something in the Daily Prophet."
"Nothing, Lord Davis. The paper was by that time under the firm control of Fudge. They printed what the ministry told them to, and there was no news about the validity of the trial. It should not have been like that, but with Lucius Malfoy acting as owner of the Black family's share of the Daily Prophet, the rest of the owners were overruled."
Before she could start the next memory, Bill's soft voice rang out.
"Why was Percy ignoring Harry during the trial? And where was he during the summer?"
Damn, she had hoped that no one would notice that. She looked towards Ron was some help, but it did not like she would get some. Her best friend had leaned back in his seat and was motioning her to go on. Even Harry was avoiding looking at her. Taking a deep breath, she looked towards Bill.
"Percy had a little fallout with his family over the truth of Harry's statement. He had left the burrow during the summer after his appointment as junior undersecretary to Fudge. He did come back later when..."
"When the truth was proved." Bill completed her words, looking at Percy with disappointment. Once again, Harry stepped in to save someone from being judged.
"yes, he did, Bill. But he came back when he was most needed. And even before that, he had been helping muggle-borns and others to hide or escape from Voldermort, right under the nose of ministry."
Bill did not say anything, but he didn't look satisfied with Harry's words, and nor did the other Weasleys. They all looked like they wanted to talk to Percy, who had bent his head down and was avoiding everyone's staring. She started the next memory of hers, which was of the welcome feast of the fifth year.
"In the welcome feast, we were introduced to the person who the majority of Magical Britain would end up hating before her death. She joined Hogwarts as the latest DADA teacher, despite not having a single NEWT in it and achieving an A in her OWLS, Dolores Umbridge. Her speech in the welcome feast was a very clear premonition about what was going to come."
As the memory of Umbridge's speech played, she noted a look of disgust appear on every person connected to Ministry, be it the DMLE head or The Lord of Winzengamot. Once the memory was over, she turned to look straight into Dumbledore's eyes.
"I don't know why your future self allowed her to become a teacher, Professor. But after the fifth year ended, Hogwarts had changed. It had lost the trust every student had in it. No longer was it a place to learn and feel safe, rather it had become a battleground, one which the students were losing on every front. Even after the war had ended, no repair and rebuild could bring that feeling back. The beacon that Magical Britain had revolved around for a long time, had become just another building."
Harry was the next to speak after her.
"She is right, Professor. Hogwarts had always been more than a school, even a home for many. But the torture, fights, disagreements that happened in the fifth year, ended everything. I never looked at it and felt safe again because of the memories."
A tense silence spread in the room as everyone went through their words. She started the next memory soon after. It was of the night of Harry's detention.
"This is what Harry had to suffer through in his school, a place for which he had nearly died for twice."
They all saw Harry's hand bleeding from a very faint wound that looked like words.
"I must not tell lies, that's what Umbridge made Harry write with blood quill, over and over again. Some muggle-borns and half-bloods had a permanent wound on their hands in two months since the school had started. For them, it was 'I am to not question my betters.' From seventh years to the first year, no half-blood or muggle-born was spared. One way or another, Dolores Umbridge punished them for one thing or other."
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THUNDEROFDEATH97:- I think you missed quite a lot of points. Hermione is married to Tracey, while Ron is to Susan Bones. Natalie was a Mckinnon before she married in Greengrass family. They went abck because they wanted a better life in the new timline. The original timeline is not worth any care for them now, whatever happenes to it, they don't care.