Hey guys sorry about the wait, perhaps this chapter will cheer you up a little or more. I think you'll like the details in here.

This chapter has the Dursleys being brought to justice, so part of Charlotte's plan goes into action for bringing Harry justice. We also see something with the Weasleys, and a little taste of Hermione too at Hogwarts. After that…the big showdown with Harry meeting Lord and Lady Krum.

Written by myself and my sister author AnnaBoleyna1536, and we don't own Harry Potter.

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Ministry of Magic, Minister's office:

"Albus for the last time we have limited resources and we can't spend it all looking for Potter." Albus Dumbledore glared at the man in charge of the British Magical world.

"Cornelius you owe me several favors, the least you could do is give me one!"

"Albus believe me I know, I would love to find the boy but considering the circumstances even if we did find him he has a new legal guardian. Unless we get word that the adoption was somehow forged which I doubt it is, or that the boy is being abused like before then my hands are tied." Fudge sighed. "I know you feel guilty for what you let happen to the child, but do you honestly think he'll forgive anyone for it?" Dumbledore's eyes went hard and cold like ice, and Fudge shuddered slightly under the gaze.

"Don't patronize me Cornelius, I know what I did wrong and I intend to fix it. I need to find Harry…"

"One day we will, but you can't just barge into my office demanding answers. I've told you what I know, and I assure you I'm not withholding anything."

"I just need to know if the boy is alright, I owe him for everything I've done."

"Yes I know, but we're doing all we can." right as he finished a knock came at the door. Kingsley Shacklebolt stepped in, and he seemed relieved.

"Minister, Dumbledore sorry to interrupt but we just caught Vernon and Petunia Dursley. We're bringing them in now."

"Where were they?"

"Turns out they were leaving the UK, going off to a fancy vacation on an island but the muggles busted them for counterfeiting bills. We got them here, ready for interrogation."

"Excellent, looks like we'll get somewhere after all we'll begin right away; Albus you can watch on the interrogation but you won't interfere. Let Moody take the talk, but you can watch with Shacklebolt is that clear?"

"Crystal." Dumbledore was hoping inside this could help. They might get closer to finding out who took Harry and locate him. Dumbledore followed Fudge and Shacklebolt down to the Ministry holding area, and to an interrogation room where he could see Vernon and Petunia Dursley chained up behind a window, kind of like a muggle police interrogation room, looking rather grim and angry. "Where's their son?"

"With his aunt, the other authorities already sent him there but he's doing community service since he punched an officer, plus anger management." Shacklebolt answered. "Mad-Eye will begin soon."

"Alright Dursleys…let's start from the beginning." Moody began quickly. "Where's the boy? Your nephew?"

"We don't know who took the freak; he's out of our lives." Vernon Dursley growled.

"A freak you say?"

"The boy is a freak, we never wanted him!" Petunia agreed with her husband. "Should've taken him to an orphanage like Marge suggested."

"Yet she's not the one under arrest is she?" Marge Dursley knew nothing about the boy's abuse, but when Dudley had been brought to her the Aurors explained everything and she was furious at her brother and his wife. She may not have liked Harry but she'd never condone abuse.

"All his nonsense, his freakishness, everything about him…we had to teach him lessons." they all knew what that meant.

"You beat him? Abused him? We have evidence that says you do…" Petunia snarled that time.

"He deserved it, he's abnormal and atrocious. My sister's spawn, little brat should've died with her." Dumbledore nearly flinched at those words, he didn't think Petunia would be like this. Why would she go so far to harm an innocent child?

"Who has him? We need to know, and we'll find out one way or another." Moody's magical eye twitched around, scaring Petunia.

"S-Some woman…I don't know…" she shuddered at his eye.

"A woman? Describe her…" the Dursleys seemed confused, like they tried to remember but were having trouble.

"We…we don't know…" Vernon stuttered. "S-Some woman…had the papers, gave us the money…and vanished."

"What did she look like?"

"We don't remember!" Petunia shrieked as his eye moved again. "Just some woman…" her face went blank, as did Vernon's. Both paled and went completely quiet, troubling Moody and the observers greatly.

"Just some woman…" Moody looked angry, and used his staff to chant a spell. It flew around the Dursleys, and the lines surrounding them turned white. He stomped out of the room, and faced the men waiting.

"Do any of you know what this means?" he snarled.

"A memory block spell, a powerful one." Kingsley answered. "My guess…whoever has Harry Potter knew this would happen…if not possibly put the block on their minds just in case we found the Dursleys. We will need to call in a professional, someone to break the block."

"Likely, we'll arrange for it first thing tomorrow morning. Let them spend a night in a cell here, see how they like being kept in the dark." Fudge glared at the window. "Hopefully this won't be too difficult to break."

"Let's hope not, the sooner we find this woman the better chance we'll have of finding the boy." just as they were about to leave the Auror office Dumbledore spotted Sirius Black and Remus Lupin coming through the doors.

"Remus, Sirius how are you?" he asked calmly, but both men glared at him.

"Fine." Sirius answered him.

"How was your holiday in France? Good I hope?"

"It was, now if you don't mind I'd like to speak with Moody." Sirius looked to the man. "I heard you had the Dursleys here, did they tell you anything?"

"Unfortunately no, they have a huge memory block on their minds. We'll have it dealt with in the morning." Moody answered them.

"Good." Sirius nodded. "The sooner we find my godson the better, and once we do he will be where he belongs."

"Sirius…you know that…"

"Don't." Remus stopped him. "You know that Severus wouldn't have a case once Harry is found, after what he pushed him into he doesn't deserve to be a parent."

"Severus is very remorseful about this…"

"Only because it took his son, his only son, nearly dying to make him see his error." Sirius snarled. "Harry would never forgive him, hell I doubt Lily or James would for this." they knew Harry wasn't James' son, but they had been sworn to secrecy until now.

"Even so if Harry's new guardian is caring for him the chances of Severus gaining custody are slim to none. Hell if Sirius and I meet this person, we would like to see for ourselves how good they are and if Harry chose he could stay with them." Dumbledore's eyes widened, as did Kingsley and Fudge's. They actually would let Harry stay with strangers? If he chose so? They all thought the two men would jump at the chance to have the boy back but this stunned them completely. "And we would be part of his life."

"I…" Dumbledore didn't know what else to say, these two men surprised him more and more. Didn't they want to find Harry? To bring him home and give him a new life? Of course they did, but they just said they would let the boy stay with his new guardian and still see him? He didn't understand it at all.

"We will discuss more of this tomorrow." Fudge started. "I have to get back to my office, dreadful amount of paperwork to fill out. Albus, good day to you and of course Mr. Black and Mr. Lupin, good day as well."

"Good day minister." Sirius and Remus said, and the men parted ways.

"Sirius…" Dumbledore tried to stop him.

"Don't bother Albus, you've done enough damage as it is." they walked away, leaving the old man behind to ponder a few things before going back to the school.

Gryffindor Common Room, that evening:

Hermione Granger sat in the middle of the Gryffindor common room by the fire, holding a book in her hands but unable to pick it up and read it. She was supposed to be studying, she always studied, but something kept her from doing it tonight.

Ever since they'd heard about Harry's attempted suicide Hermione and Ron, not to mention Ginny and the entire house of Gryffindor had been under watch. A few had not been scorned by the rest of the school, like Oliver Wood, Neville, and the twins, but everyone else paid the rest no mind. Ron had been verbally and physically attacked by some Ravenclaws in the Great Hall, but no one helped him. He was in the hospital wing now, but he would be back before bed Hermione knew.

'This is his fault…why did he have to go and nearly kill himself? No one told him to do it, he should've just taken it and manned up!' she was furious at Harry's stunt, but he wasn't around to hear it from her. Because of him she'd lost her privileges in the library, and the teachers all disdained against her. The detentions were bad enough, but the trips to Hogsmeade cancelled were worse. New books were coming out and she wouldn't be able to get them.

"Hey Mione…" Hermione looked up to see Ron coming in, looking fully healed.

"Ronald…" she said. Ron had been getting a lot of backlash from the twins and his two elder brothers William and Charlie, plus his parents. Ginny was suffering too, no one gave her any attention and if they did it was ignorance or anger. Hermione didn't understand why, none of them knew Harry so why bother sticking up for him? Being Snape's son, he was nothing but trouble, but did he have to go and slit his wrists for attention? No! He should've just packed and left.

"I hate Potter for this." Ron growled. "He's turned my family against me."

"Mine too, I've lost all my privileges thanks to him." he touched her hand. "He's going to pay for this."

"He will, if he ever comes back." they hoped they never saw the traitor again, but if he did come back he would regret it. Being a death eater's son, it didn't matter what Molly and Arthur said, he was bound for trouble and a danger-magnet. They should've just left him alone on the train in their first year, but that was their mistake.

"He won't if he knows what's good for him." Hermione slammed the book down. "Why are we suffering like this? We didn't tell him to die! We didn't tell him to do anything!"

"You crushed his heart, that's what you did." both heads snapped to see Oliver standing behind them. "You don't know what your words did to him."

"Our words? Please Wood save us the sympathy story." Ron waved his hands at the guy.

"Sticks and stones will break your bones, but words will never hurt you. Remember that Granger?" Hermione stared at Wood. "That saying's wrong, words can hurt and a lot; you two don't deserve Harry as a friend, and he would've stuck by you if the tables were turned. Oh yeah before I forget, McGonagall wants you both in her office tomorrow morning for detention."

"Why?" they asked.

"Something about provoking an attack on some Ravenclaws, you'll find out once you get there."

"They attacked me!"

"No, I was there and I saw you punched one of them for calling you a traitor. You two…you have no morals do you? Harry did everything for you and this is his reward? I only hope that Harry is happy wherever he is, none of you deserved him for a friend." with that Wood walked away, leaving the two alone again.

"Bastard." Ron held Hermione close again, and they went back to brooding.

The Burrow:

"Arthur…is there any news?" Molly had been in the middle of sewing up her apron, torn from a nail sticking out of the cabinet. Her husband came through the floo, just getting off work from a raid and to have the day off tomorrow.

"Some, they caught the Dursleys." Molly felt a bit relieved, she had been hoping things would get better after Harry left but she worried constantly over the boy's disappearance. So disappointed in her own children, to drive the poor child into suicide it was disgraceful. The worst part, Ron didn't seem upset by it and neither did Hermione. Ginny on the other hand kept saying when they found Harry she and he would be together forever, but Molly ignored it all. She now regretted telling Ginny those stories years ago, all it did was bring out this delusion of her being Harry's wife one day.

"Do they know who has Harry?" Arthur shook his head.

"Someone put a memory block on them, they won't get it fixed until tomorrow. Sirius and Remus are back, but they said that if Harry is being cared for by his guardian they'll let him stay with them." Molly's eyes widened.

"Stay? Leave him?"

"No Molly, just let Harry have the family he needs and wants. They want to be in his life, but if this person is keeping Harry safe and helping him heal maybe it's good for him but we won't know more until they get the Dursleys fixed up." Molly sighed, Arthur had a point. Whoever had Harry had better be caring for him like the Dursleys should've, or they'd be locked up in Azkaban with them.

"Arthur…I found this when I was cleaning out the attic." Molly pulled up a photo of a redheaded little girl with pigtails in pink ribbons, and a matching pink dress being held by an older man who resembled her. The child was two, and had the most adorable smile and most beautiful blue eyes anyone could see, but the photo was old.

"Molly don't relive the past." Arthur held his wife. It was a photo of Gideon Prewett and his daughter Charlotte Prewett. Charlotte had been a happy child so young, but when her parents died and things got tough for the Weasley family she had changed. When she ran away Molly was torn over with grief, but the Ministry never found her with no signs of kidnapping or running off…her being only nine years old, not even the trace could find her.

"She was a beautiful child; I wish I could've known what happened to her." Molly held the photo close.

"We can't hope for anything on it Molly, we don't know what happened."

"I would know if she were gone." Molly glared slightly. "Lottie might've been a quiet child, but she was a strong one." Arthur nearly tensed, he knew Charlotte had been a tough child, but she was so distant unless she was around the boys…then again he worked so much to make money for the family he wasn't home that often.

"Perhaps so, let's just focus on Harry right now." they would keep hoping that Harry was safe, but to lose the boy like that…brought back the same pain of losing Lottie.

"Yes." Molly covered the photo back up, it had been the only good photo of Charlotte but she made sure to keep it close this time.

Durmstrang Institute, Harry's room:

"Harry…are you in here?" Harry closed his book, just now finishing the last of his homework when he heard Viktor knocking on his door.

"Come in Viktor." the door opened and Viktor stepped in. "Everything alright?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to tell you my parents will be here soon. The headmaster has given them permission to come to the dorms."

"Oh…Viktor…do you really think we should tell your parents that we're…dating?"

"Better to tell them now than later Harry, my father wouldn't like it if we kept it secret from him. No one else has to know though, I can beg them to keep it secret if you want."

"Viktor, I'm more worried about our age difference…I mean you're sixteen and I'm thirteen, which might cause problems." Harry looked away turning red.

"Harry…if this is about age, then you should know that in the magical community I cannot bed you until you turn fifteen. That's the legal age of consent here."

"It is?"

"Yes, all I can do now is date and court you, but only kisses are allowed nothing beyond that." Harry stared at him with wide green eyes.

"You're courting me?"

"No, I am only dating you. Courting you would mean I'm ready to marry you, but seeing as it's too early for that, or even the thought of it…dating is all we're doing." Harry felt a bit relieved at that, if Viktor were courting him it'd make him just a little uncomfortable.

"Okay then, are your parents meeting you…?"

"Viktor!" a woman's voice called in the hallway.

"That would be my mum, come along." Harry followed him outside the room, and he saw two people waiting. A brown-haired man who looked like an older version of Viktor with black coal eyes in his mid-forties, and a woman with dark blue eyes and black hair tied up in a bun in her early forties both wearing fur stared the boys down.

"Viktor." the man said and Viktor bowed.

"Father, hello Mother." he hugged the woman, and she hugged back.

"My boy, are you well?" she asked.

"Very well mother, you and father?"

"We are fine, the headmaster has said you've done very well in your studies and Quidditch." the man didn't speak, he kept staring at Harry and Viktor noticed. "Oh…father mother allow me to introduce my friend, Harrison Prewett." the man's eyes widened a bit.

"Prewett? As in Charlotte Prewett?" he asked, his voice was a little rough.

"Yes sir, she's my mum…adopted mum."

"Oh yes, Charlotte told us she adopted a young lad just last week and here you are." Mrs. Krum came over to him. "I am Vidalia Krum, and this is my husband Anton Krum."

"Harrison, but everyone here calls me Harry." he shook their hands.

"We knew Charlotte would adopt a child sooner or later, but tell us son how are you doing here in Durmstrang?"

"Fine actually, it's a great school." he smiled.

"He's top in most of the classes mother, and he's an excellent Quidditch player the whole team loves him."

"They love you more Mr. Professional." Harry laughed.

"Viktor." Anton looked to his son. "Are you going to attend the ball with us this year?"

"Yes father, and Harry is going as well Lady Prewett invited him to go."

"Wonderful, it'll be nice to have a new face there." Vidalia smiled. "Viktor, are you going to bring a date?"

"Ummm…" Viktor looked to Harry, and Harry sighed, but nodded. "Is there somewhere private we can talk?"

"We can use my room." Harry pointed to his door, and they followed inside.

"Father, Mother there's something I need to tell you and I'm not sure how you'll take it." he took in a breath. "Harry…he's more than just a friend to me." their eyes were curious. "He's…my boyfriend." both their eyes widened.

"Your boyfriend." Anton glared at Harry.

"How long have you been dating?"

"Nearly a month, maybe more but we got together before Christmas break." Viktor walked over to Harry. "Lady Prewett has no problem with us dating; she sends her blessings to us."

"You cannot be gay; you have a duty to the family." Anton began.

"Father, my duty to the family is to marry and give an heir to the name; now my job is to finish school, Harry is my boyfriend and nothing is going to change that." Anton looked ready to speak again, but Vidalia held him back.

"We'll discuss this later son; it was nice to meet you Harrison. Come along now dear we have to get going." she pulled Anton out the door, leaving the two boys alone.

"That went better than I thought." Viktor kissed Harry's cheek.

"Yeah, now we just wait until the ball."

Sorry about the wait everyone, things have been a bit crazy around here with the holidays so close.

Next chapter has the big Ministry ball, time for Harry to meet some more people in Europe and Charlotte to show more of her motherly side. Will Harry and Viktor wind up going public, or will they choose to keep it a secret still? Expect some drama from Jean too, he's not done just yet.

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Later!