Author's Note
So, here we are. Sorry for the late update. In this chapter, there is Sirius' Trial, Daphne and Harry have started dating, confrontation with Remus.
Hope you like it.
Pairing: Harry Potter x Daphne Greengrass
Note- English is not my mother language. There will be bashing. The cannon paths diverge from the story.
Enjoy!
'If I know what Love is, it is because of you'
Harry Potter sighed tiredly after long exhausting periods of class. Stretching his back and yawning twice, he made his way to the Astronomy to relax. The sixth-year classes were tougher than he realized. In most classes, he spent his time learning the theory as he had already learned them magically.
The rumors spread more quickly than Harry thought about his Boggart. With that rumor, people started to ignore him, which he was perfectly fine with. Only Blaise, Tracey, and Daphne were spending time with him.
Lately, he had been harboring some wrong feelings for the latter. He just could not stop staring at those icy-cold eyes which were warm inside. That pale snowy white skin, that slight curly golden blondes. Shooking his head violently, he began walking towards the tower.
His lessons with Salazar went very well. His mentor was pleased with his performance. Till now, they had covered various aspects of magic. The beauty of magic, History of magic, Parselmagic, Wards, and Rituals.
He had yet to perform a ritual but he was sure in the future he would perform a ritual or two, the harmless ones only.
His sword-wielding training was paying excellently. It helped him in physical activities. He was less exhausted when he was doing his magical training. He was studying Politics along with Law. Arcturus and Charlus insisted that they would be useful.
His mind magic lessons with Casseopiea were heavily draining but equally useful. He would admit that he had yet to master Occlumency and Legilimency, but he was now far from good. He had been fighting for his life since the day he was born, Couldn't he have some fun?
But... No fate won't allow it.
Daphne's little sister, Astoria had a bubbly and cheerful persona. She was certainly cute, and he liked her childish antics. A small smile graced his lips as he thought of her. He loved being her big brother, and he certainly knew that she was the only person he would call his sister, except her...
Hermione Granger was another person who he accepted as his sister. The brunette had not talked with him, and he had not developed the courage to talk to her directly. After all, who he was to talk to her, he had abandoned without even talking with her.
He was one of those heartless bastards...
A small, very small tear made its way to his eyes, it was almost unnoticeable. He rubbed it off and gave a dry chuckle.
He was about to grab the door of Astronomy Tower to open it when he heard a small, yet strong voice, "Avifors." The voice was familiar to Harry, he heard this voice two or three times a day, usually. It was Astoria's.
Frowning slightly, he waited, again the voice came, this time a little louder, "Avifors." The process repeated, then three times, then four, five, six, and seven. Now he was fairly intrigued, he peeked through the door to see what was going on.
Astoria was sitting on the cold, hard floor with a Goblet in front of her, and a wand in her hand. Waving her wand angrily, "Avifors!" Her voice became a yell this time. Nothing happened this time either. From anger and disappointment, Astoria threw the goblet forcefully and grumbled, "Damn it! Why is it so tough?" She whined about the last part.
Now, Harry was familiar with everything. She was trying to turn Goblet into a bird. He opened the door soundlessly, she did not notice him. Coughing slightly to make his presence known, Harry looked at her.
As soon as she heard the sound, she instantly looked in his direction. Noticing it was him, she grumbled something and her foul mood returned. Harry sat beside him, and questioned casually, "Why the long face, Stori?" He teased her with the nickname.
She groaned and huffed, "Don't call me that I am in no mood."
Harry raised an eyebrow, normally she liked the name, "Why? What happened?" He inquired.
"I just... can't do it. I want to turn the goblet into the world... but it is not happening. It is another thing I cannot do... What is the point of me learning magic? If I can't do anything..." Her sentence trailed off at the last part.
Harry patiently waited for her to finish it. When she was finished he spoke in a soft voice, "You know, I also suck at Astronomy, Herbology, many other subjects."
Her eyes widened slightly, "Really?" The word was laced with disbelief.
Harry nodded, "Yeah. In life, you can never be perfect. In life, you can't always be the winner. And In life, you can't always be a loser." He explained when she looked confused, he questioned, "Tell me, why do you think you are accepted at Hogwarts?"
She looked confused but answered anyway, "Because I have magic and we can only learn magic here?"
"Nope. You can also learn magic at Ilvermorny, Dumstrang, and many more, you could get homeschooled. Sometimes we just have to change our view."
Her eyebrows furrowed in puzzlement, "Tell me," He raised his hand, and the goblet came at his hand, Astoria was amazed by the wandless magic, "What is this?"
"Uh... a Goblet." She said, uncertainly.
Harry shook his head, "How do you see it?" He asked again.
"As a Goblet."
Harry slowly nodded his head, "Okay... ask me- How do I see it?"
"How do you see it?" She asked what he asked her to ask (Oh my God!)
He smirked at her, "I see it as a bird I am going to transfigure." When she looked bewildered, "Didn't understand?" At the shake of her head, he turned, "Do as I ask." He commanded, "Close your eyes." She did so. "Now, imagine the bird which you would like the goblet to transfigure into." He added after a moment of silence, "Only imagine."
Some minutes, until Harry finally asked, "Have you imagined?" She nodded, "Without opening your eyes, take your wand in your hand. And now, without uttering a word, wave your wand." She frowned slightly but nodded. As she waved her wand, a beautiful blue appeared in the place of the Goblet, before the bird could fly, Harry grabbed it tenderly but enough to hold her.
"Now, open your eyes!" He had an excited voice. She opened her eyes and to her surprise, she saw the same bird she had imagined. She gasped in shock when she realized that she had done the assignment.
"Did you like it?" He asked her with a cheeky grin.
She grinned back at him and spoke, "Thank You, Harry."
"You're welcome...I guess?"
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It was Wednesday night, everyone was having a lovely dinner. Harry was sitting beside Neville, chatting with him. They were chatting, but Neville noticed that Harry was not focusing on the conversation, his eyes were focused somewhere else.
Neville stopped speaking and glanced where Harry was looking. The boy was looking at Daphne Greengrass. Neville snapped at him, and smirked, "Is our dear Harry in love?"
Harry looked at him, then blinked. An intense blush covered his entire face, he grumbled, "Shut up, Nev." Neville just laughed at him.
Daphne was chatting with Tracey and Blaise, Harry looked in their direction again and saw Malfoy approaching them. By now, Neville was fairly interested there too. They saw Draco going there before he ordered pompously, "Daphne! You will accompany me to Hogsmeade this Saturday."
Daphne glanced at him before she glared and replied, "No."
A bark of laughter escaped Harry's mouth before Malfoy turned red, he yelled at her angrily, "You will! I am a Malfoy, I am heir to the Malfoy family, one of the most esteemed families in the Wizarding World. Besides, we both are purebloods! It is sooner or later you are Betrothed to me. My father is arranging a marriage contract between us." He ranted, now the entire Hall was watching the confrontation.
Daphne turned her head and gave him an icy glare, "And like always, my father would deny it. Betrothed to you, I would prefer dying first. Just look at you, you are pathetic. You walk around ranting about how great your father is, like a poncy git. Your brain is shorter than a flobberworm. You are nothing but an ignorant ferret."
This time Harry could not control his laughter, his laughter echoed throughout the hall. After a moment of silence, the whole hall burst into laughter. Fred and George cheered, "That's the spirit, Ice Queen!"
His laughter was interrupted when Mira hissed, "What is that ferret going to do with Miss Greeny?" Harry looked in their direction and saw Malfoy retrieving a wand. Before he could cast any curse on her, Harry pointed his finger at the cake and levitated it, and before Malfoy could blink, his face was covered with cake.
The hall burst out in laughter, even Daphne released a giggle. Grabbing his bag, Harry began to walk from the Great Hall with Mira on her shoulder.
"POTTER!"
Harry sighed and turned to face the owner of the voice, Severus Snape. Mira began to hiss loudly and furiously at the man, who took a step back.
Harry snarled at him, "What do you want, Snape?"
"That's Professor Snape to you, Potter." He fired back.
"That's Mister Potter to you," Harry smirked, much to the dismay of the older man.
"Your wand," he demanded.
Harry raised an eyebrow, "Why do you need my wand?" He asked.
"Of course, I know that you are the person who threw cake on Mister Malfoy!" He sneered. Harry chuckled, much to the surprise of Professor Snape.
He smirked internally, "There you go." He said before handing him his wand. Snape snatched his wand, and as he cast 'Priori Incantatem,' and saw a stunner coming out of it.
"May I have my wand back?" He asked in a mirthful voice, Snape seethed and returned it. Snape began to walk away before Harry called him out, "Oi, Snape." Snape turned back and looked at him.
He continued, "Some people can do it without a wand, you know... Like this," He pointed his finger at one of the cauldron cakes. The cake was levitating as it threw itself on Malfoy's face. The crowd was shocked, and they could not utter a single word.
He smirked at him, "Or like this." As he finished his sentence, Snape's face was covered with the cauldron cake as he laughed. There was silence, pure silence. Everyone forgot that they had mouths to speak.
And... That was how Harry Potter pulled a legendary prank on Severus Snape and Draco Malfoy.
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Harry was called by Remus Lupin in his office. If was being truthful, then he did not know for what. He had submitted his assignments, practiced every spell the man asked for. But nonetheless, he was going there.
Harry would admit that Professor Lupin was a good teacher, there was always room for improvement. He was far better than the previous two airheads he had encountered. One was Voldemort's servant, the other was fake.
Professor Lupin's lectures were elaborated, and well-explained. He did not rush in any topic, took every one of them with ease. Harry honestly did not know what to feel about Lupin. He was his father's best friend, but he never tried to approach, so did he. Was that his fault? Perhaps, or perhaps not.
Climbing through the circular stairs with heavy steps, he sighed. Mira wrapped herself on his arm, as he petted. He came in front of the door and knocked twice. He waited for a moment, before a sound came, "Come in."
Unlocking the door, he stepped inside through the threshold. He saw Professor Lupin sitting on one of the chairs. Standing professionally in front of him, he asked, "You called me, Professor?"
"Y-you can call me Remus when we are not in the classroom." His voice hitched slightly but he managed to speak the sentence.
Harry gave him a small smile, "Very well, Remus." He smiled back.
Harry continued, "May I know why have you called me?" He questioned him.
Remus ruffled his head a little, "I just wanted to talk. I don't know if you know but I was best friends with your father." He explained with an uneasy smile.
Harry nodded, "I know. I also know about your furry problem."
Immediately Remus' mouth fell agape, "You k-know. B-But How?" He asked him.
Keeping his expression blank, he answered, "My father left his journal."
"And t-this doesn't bother you?" He stammered out.
"No, why would it?" Few tears brimmed inside Remus' eyes, but he brushed them off, he glanced at him, and inquired, "Then, why didn't you say anything?"
Instead of answering, he questioned him back, "Why didn't you?" He continued before Lupin could say anything, "I thought, you were not interested in knowing me considering you never approached me. Since you never did that I thought you did not like me, so I lost hope."
He rubbed his eyes and removed the tears that welled inside his eyes, "Harry, I am really sorry." He finally looked up and gave a wet chuckle, "When Lily and James died, I tried to take them in custody. But I couldn't because of my disease... Do you know who Fenrir Greyback is?"
Harry nodded, "Bastard of the werewolves," he growled.
He laughed at the description, "Yeah, the same one. He turned me into a werewolf when I was almost five. He attacked my family that day, he was not able to harm anyone but he turned me into a werewolf. All the werewolves joined Voldemort except me in the last war," he explained.
Harry was slightly surprised, "You said his name?"
A small smile graced his lips, "Yes, I did. People's mentality changed about Werewolves when Greyback and his blood-thirsty pack joined him. They were suspicious of me too, and I could just walk and say 'give me Harry Potter custody,'" He snorted.
Harry slowly nodded, "You are right."
"Also, Being a werewolf lessens the opportunities of jobs in Magical Britain. Even If I would have got your custody, I would have never been able to nourish you. I was in mental trauma too because of the death of your father and mother, then Sirius betrayed them and hurt more. So I left the country..." His voice trailed off at the last part.
"So, how did you earn?" He asked him.
"I traveled to countries which provide a lot of leeway for werewolves. I traveled to Russia, German, and many other countries. I got some jobs to support myself, I even sent you letters but you never replied." He stated the last part with a frown.
"Oh, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon got rid of them, maybe." He answered with a thoughtful look, but he asked, "But why have you called me?"
Remus swallowed deeply before replying, "I just wanted to ask if you can give me another chance." His voice waved with every word.
Harry managed a small smile, "I think that can be arranged, Moony."
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The day of the Hogsmeade visit had come, at Hogwarts ground, Professor McGonagall was collecting guardian's letters from each student with Filch. It was Harry's turn, and without a care of the world with his hands in his pockets, Harry went to the line ignoring McGonagall.
He was wearing a full-sleeved white shirt with a black jacket on its top, dark-blue jeans, and brown boots. He had left Mira in the Room Of Requirement.
"Mr. Potter!" Harry looked at the owner of the voice, Minerva McGonagall.
"Yes, Professor?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Where do you think you are going?" She questioned, glaring at him.
"Ilvermorny." He replied, with a humorless voice.
"Don't joke with me, Potter," she warned him.
"I won't." He said, still not looking in her direction.
"Where is your guardian's letter, Mister Potter?" She asked him.
"I don't have one, but I think I could go."
"And why do you think that?"
"Because I am an emancipated wizard," he replied before flashing his lordship ring to McGonagall.
She nodded slowly, "Very well, but please be careful a mass murderer is on loose, and he is after you only." Harry nodded at her.
"Honestly, that woman is such a pain in the ass sometimes." He mumbled under his breath.
Harry took the carriage with Blaise, Tracey, and Daphne. They chatted for the time before they reached Hogsmeade. Blaise was wearing a green sweater, a white shirt, black boots, and blue jeans.
Tracey was wearing a red jacket, blue shirt, black jeans with a winter cap. Daphne was looking at a woman straight out from a romance novel. With black shoes, a blue shirt, blue jeans, and a white fluffy jacket covering her shirt, she was looking beautiful.
They walked through the snowy tracks for some time before Daphne stopped. They all stopped and looked at her questioningly.
"Harry?" She called out his name nervously, an air of shyness surrounding her.
He raised an eyebrow, he was a few inches taller than her, "Yeah?"
She looked down at her feet, her voice quivered slightly until she spoke in a soft, melodious voice, "Thanks for saving me from Malfoy."
But...
Before he could reply, Daphne's mouth descended upon his. Her lips were pressed on his lips. Her lips were soft like velvet. An intense feeling washed through his body, but it stopped when Daphne pulled apart and started walking away hastily.
Registering the fact that he had forgotten to kiss her back, he grabbed her hand. Turning her around, he crashed his lips on hers. The kiss was tender and sweet but equally passionate. Harry would describe it with one word- 'Perfect.'
He continued to kiss her as she kissed him back until he and Daphne heard loud coughing from two people. They moved apart; they turned around and saw Blaise and Tracey grinning at them widely.
A deep red blush covered Harry's and Daphne's faces as they looked at them. Harry had a goofy smile on his face too. He used his Occlumency to remove the blush, but damn it was not helping! Before Tracey and Blaise could say anything, Harry turned to Daphne, he waved his wand and conjured a bouquet of flowers. He bent down on his knees, "Daphne Greengrass, would you like to go on a date with me?" He asked with a sincere smile.
A tint of red hue appeared on her face, but she gave him an easy smile, "I would love to, Harry!"
He gave her the bouquet and grabbed her hand. Intertwining their fingers -much to her surprise- he led her to Hogsmeade.
When they were no longer in the view, Blaise said, "Well, we are all by ourselves"
"Y-yeah," Tracey replied.
He turned to her and asked, "So, would you like to spend some time with me?"
She gave him a warm smile, "I would love to, Blaise."
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Harry led Daphne to the Book's store, as she had asked for. To his disappointment, she let go of his hand, but much to his shock, she grabbed his arm possessively, he looked at her, raising an eyebrow, she blushed and averted her gaze.
After taking some books which Daphne wanted, she and Harry came out of the store, he turned around and asked her, "So, where to next?"
She put her finger on her chin and looked thoughtful, "How about Madam Puddifoot's?"
Harry blanched at the thought, the shop was way too girlish for him, he stuttered incoherently. She laughed and gave him a cheeky grin.
"You should have seen your face, Harry." She giggled, 'She looks so cute,' Harry thought. "How about Three Broomsticks?" She suggested.
Harry nodded, "Fine by me." He led her inside the bar, and took one of the seats at the corner, "I will get us some Butterbeers, how would you like?"
"With some ginger," She replied with a shrug.
"Very well."
As Harry was gone to take some butterbeer, Draco Malfoy appeared in front of her with Pansy Parkinson. Parkinson sneered at her, "What's the matter, Greengrass? Alone?"
"Well, this happens when she rejected my offer," Malfoy added, sneering at her
Daphne snorted at them, "I am very pleased that I ditched you... and I have a lovely date."
Malfoy gritted his teeth and snarled, "Who?!"
"That would be me." Came the voice of Harry Potter, as he carried two glasses of Butterbeer.
"You and Potter?!" Malfoy gritted and growled at him. Coming from another turn of the table, Harry put two Butterbeers in front of them, and sat beside her.
"When did this happen?" Pansy shouted at them.
"Today, Daphne kissed me, and I asked her on a date," Harry answered.
Malfoy pointed his finger at her, "You kissed him?!"
"Of course," Daphne agreed before she kissed him on the cheek, making him blush.
Before anyone could reply, a shiver went to their spine. The Bar began to bustle with people. The weather became extremely cold. Harry registered only fact- Dementors.
He did not see that Daphne reached for his hand, or Pansy and Draco pulled out their wands. His legs began to walk on their own. With lightning speed, he retrieved his wand from the holster. He did not hear people's shouts.
Coming out of the bar, he noticed hundreds of Dementors in Hogsmeade. They noticed him and came towards him, but before they could come any closer, he yelled, "Expecto Patronum!"
His mighty Zouwu roared and chased the Dementors away. He sighed in satisfaction as he had saved people's lives. Perhaps it was time to prove Sirius Black innocent, and remove these Dementors from the school.
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Peter Pettigrew had an extremely short height with wrinkly skin, small watery eyes, and a pointed nose. He had extremely light brown eyes and sapphire orbs. He had long hair which came to his shoulder and was the definition of 'ugly.'
On Halloween night, he was the secret keeper of Potters. The same night, he had betrayed Potters, killed 13 muggles, and faked his death. And funny you should ask, he even got an Order Of Merlin- First Class.
After he cheated his death after cutting one of the fingers, he hid in his Animagus. Life for Peter Pettigrew was running fine, he had been adopted as the pet rat in the Weasley Family, an extremely light-sided family. He was fed enough, and he also knew that he had to spend his entire life that way.
He could not help but laugh when he thought of him, the worst of Marauders, fooling the entire country.
But then, the third year of his owner Ronald Weasley came, and his worst nightmare started. Sirius Black had managed to escape Azkaban. From that day, he had been extremely cautious of his safety in the Weasley's house. He breathed a sigh of relief when he came back to Hogwarts.
After all, there was no way Sirius could enter the castle. He himself along with other students was being protected by the most powerful wizard in history, Albus Dumbledore.
He was more grateful when Harry Potter stopped sleeping in the Dormitory, it provided him extra security. He was sleeping in his bed when everything went black.
He groaned slightly when he felt an excessive amount of pressure falling on his body. His eyes fluttered open, for a few moments everything was blurry. When he came back to his vision, his eyes widened. He was sitting in front of Harry Potter.
"Hello, Peter." The Boy gave him a dark chuckle.
"H-Harry." He stuttered out in his croaky voice.
"Yeah, I am him." The Boy grinned devilishly.
"Merlin, look at y-you. Y-you look like Jam-" He was about to continue, when the boy screamed, "Crucio! Don't say his name!" He snarled at him.
Peter gave a long cry before he panted, "H-Harry your father would not have wanted-," He was cut off when the boy shouted, "Crucio!" Peter screamed in agony as he watched the boy laughing gleefully.
"You are right," The Boy said, "My father would not have wanted this." Peter nodded rapidly, he stopped when the boy gave a maniacal laugh, "But I am not my father." The boy snarled, as his eyes turned red.
"You are not?"
"No, but we are going to have so much fun, Peter," He gave a growl before he roared "Crucio," again.
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Amelia Bones sighed tiredly after finishing an exhausting hour of Paperwork. The Paperwork and her jobs had become harder after Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban. How did he escape Azkaban? She did not know. There was also that Mystery Wizard that had helped him to Azkaban.
She heard a knock at the door, placing the quill on the table, "Come in," She allowed calling in her usual stern voice. She was not surprised to see her secretary, Katherine, at the door. Katherine had short black hair with hazel eyes. She was average in height and was a half-blood witch.
"Yes?" She asked her.
"Director Bones," She greeted in a dignified voice, "Lord Potter would like to speak to you." She told her.
Amelia was puzzled for a moment after hearing the name of 'Harry Potter.' In the past few months, the boy had caused a ruckus in the Ministry after assigning his family seats. He also insulted Lucius Malfoy in front of the whole Wizengamot. Oh, how she enjoyed it when he insulted him!
From the letters, her niece Susan had sent her, he had taken his OWL's in various subjects. There was much more to Harry Potter. After thinking for some time, she nodded, "Let him in."
Her secretary bowed once again and closed the door. Amelia continued her paperwork, her door opened once again revealing 5 8' foot tall Harry Potter. She stood up and bowed with respect, "Please do sit, Lord Potter."
He bowed back at her, "Thank you for allowing me to see you, and please call me Harry or Hadrian." Amelia nodded, and let a small smile graced her lips, "Then it is Amelia for you."
After he sat down and made himself comfortable, she asked with her fingers intertwining, "How may I help you, Harry?"
He looked her straight into the eyes, "Well... I have heard you have not given my godfather a trial."
She was momentarily taken aback by his statement, but then she was intrigued, "And who is your Godfather?" She pressed.
"Sirius Black." His blunt answer came. By now, Amelia had completely lost it, she sputtered out incoherently, "S-Sirius B-Black is your G-Godfather," Harry just nodded.
But...
Her eyes became sharp when she registered the previous fact, "You are saying that there was no trial for Black?"
"Yes."
"How do you know this?" She asked suspiciously.
"I just know, but if you don't believe you can check the files," he replied.
"I would." She answered before she called her secretary and motioned her to bring the files. Both were staring at each other intently, neither backing down. The office's door opened, and her secretary entered, "I have checked everywhere, and there is no recorded file for Sirius Black's trial, Ma'am." She informed her..
Amelia was stunned, she could not utter anything, Harry gave the secretary a wink and motioned her to leave, "So, what does it mean?" He asked Amelia.
She glanced at him and spoke darkly, "That means that was never convicted properly." Harry nodded at her.
"You know, Amelia. I have one more proof for Sirius Black's innocence." He stated much to her surprise.
"And what that might be?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow.
He slipped his hand, inside his pocket and pulled out a disgusting rat, "This." He pointed to the rat.
"How would it help?" She inquired, dumbly and giving a look that said 'Are you crazy?' Harry chuckled at her and shook his head, "This is not a simple rat." He stated, standing up, he continued, "Can I use my wand?"
Amelia stared at him for a few moments, she nodded reluctantly.
He took out his wand and cast an Anti-Animagus spell. The rat turned into Peter Pettegrew, shocking Amelia. Harry incarcerated the rat and dumped it at another corner of the room. Harry gave her victorious grin, "I present you Peter Pettigrew, the man who was supposedly murdered by Sirius Black."
Her mouth was hanging up, and she could not decipher what she had seen. The boy sat down, he spoke, "I leave the trial you to manage, Amelia." Amelia dumbly nodded.
The boy stood up, and bowed, "It was a pleasure meeting with you, Amelia. I must leave now." He greeted and grabbed the doorknob. She found her voice, and asked him, "Harry, are you in contact with Black?" Her voice was doubtful.
"I am." Was the simple reply.
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It was not often when Emergency Meetings were called in the Wizengamot. Emergency Meetings were only called in grave situations and could be only called by a Wizengamot Member or head of (important) departments.
Albus Dumbledore stood at his position as Chief Warlock. His eyes twinkled. Murmurs were running down through the whole podium, he banged his gavel thrice to silence the Wizengamot. After clearing his throat, he announced.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are here because of the Emergency Meeting called by Madame Amelia Bones, The Head Of The Department Of Law Enforcement." There were murmurs, Dumbledore continued, "Madame Bones, the floor is yours..."
She bowed and went to the Chief Warlock, "Thank You, Chief Warlock." She cleared her throat, "I-"
"Ah, Excuse me." She was interrupted by a well-known voice, "I think you need me here." Every eye went to Harry Potter. Standing at the entrance, he was looking like a proper Lord. He wore black robes, with Potter, Peverell, and an unknown crest embedded on it.
It was Dumbledore who asked, "Lord Potter, why are you here and not at the school?"
Harry shrugged, "I thought you need the presence of every lord at the meeting."
Dumbledore nodded but explained, "A proxy does that work too."
"That I know," He stated but then he smirked, "But I have not assigned a proxy for the house which I am representing today."
"Which house is that?" Dumbledore asked.
His smirk grew wider, "House Of Black." He said, flashing his ring.
Chaos reported in the Wizengamot. Between this chaos, Fudge shouted and shook his head, "Impossible!."
Harry nodded his head, "Yes, it is possible." He started, he took out his wand and took the verification oath, The Black seat immediately started to glow as Harry continued, "And I have proved it."
"Clearly you are trying to Lie!" Lucius shouted turning red.
Harry glared at him and smirked, "Are you suggesting a line theft? Choose your words carefully, Lucius. I could declare you Blood-traitors."
Lucius flushed red, he did not know what to say. A toad-like woman asked him in a sickly-sweet voice, "And Mister Potter how did you acquire the title of the heir?"
Harry raised an eyebrow, "And who the hell are you?" He asked.
She smiled sweetly (if you would ask Harry, he would say 'evilly') and introduced, "Dolores Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary to the Minister Of Magic."
Harry shrugged, "Meh. Clearly, you are irrelevant here, so shut up."
She turned red in anger, "How am I 'irrelevant' here?" She demanded, her smile turned into a glare.
"You are an Undersecretary, your job is to do paperwork, not talk in Wizengamot, you nosy cow." He explained calmly
"How dare you?!" She shouted in rage.
"I dare," He glared at her, he no longer had a calm voice, "Raise your voice against me, I will cut your tongue off," He concluded menacingly
Before the commotion could continue, Dumbledore intervened, "Heir Black, there is no need to give threats."
It was Fudge who asked the question, "Heir Black, how did you acquire the position of Heir Black?" His voice was cracky and nervous.
"Through my godfather, who is currently Lord Black."
"And who is your Godfather?" Fudge pressed.
Harry smirked at them, "Sirius Black." The whole Wizengamot was engulfed by furious whispers. Harry noticed Dumbledore wide-eyed. His smirk grew wider.
Lucius Malfoy shouted from his seat with a red face, "Impossible! He was cast out by Walburga Black!" Many dark families seemed to agree with him.
Harry sighed but that damn smirk did not leave his face! "I know, this situation would arrive," The whole looked at him, he noticed Lord Davis and Lord Greengrass wide-eyed, "Firstly, I would like to say Walburga Black never had any right to control, this right belonged to Arcturus Orion Black." Many families paled when they heard the name.
Harry took out a parchment from his pocket, "This is the last will of Arcturus Orion Black. May I have permission to read this, Chief Warlock?" At Dumbledore's nod, he read, "I, Arcturus Orion Black, The Current Head Of House Of Black, declare my Grandson, Sirius Orion Black as my rightful heir. May he bring glory to the name of House Of Black. Toujours Pur." He finished after a moment of silence, he gave the will to Dumbledore, "I would like Chief Warlock to check if the Will is Authentic or not."
Dumbledore cast some spell, and checked the Will after some time, he nodded to the audience, "It is Authentic."
"As you can see, it is Authentic. Madame Bones please continue the trial."
Madame shut her mouth and nodded, taking the floor, "On the night of Halloween, 1981, The Dark Lord was killed by Heir Black here, but it was also the day when Sirius Black was sent Azkaban for killing Peter Pettigrew along with 13 other muggles."
"What is the meaning of this, Amelia?" Fudge asked red-faced.
"I mean, that Sirius Black was never given a trial, and he is innocent, we even have a suspect." She replied.
"And who is the suspect?" Fudge asked, raising an eyebrow.
Amelia gave a wave of her hand and commanded, "Bring him in." The door opened revealing a stubborn Pettigrew being dragged by Kingsley Shacklebolt and Mad-Eye Moody. Harry observed many of the Dark Families blanchings, making him chuckle internally.
"Ladies and Gentleman, I give you Peter Pettigrew, the man who was supposedly killed by Sirius Black."
"But he was supposedly dead!" One of the members shouted.
"He was hiding in his unregistered Animagus form, a rat," Amelia replied calmly.
Again the shouting of outrage began in the podium, Dumbledore was wide-eyed too. With a spell from Harry's wand, the hall fell silent. Harry moved from his seat and went to Pettigrew. he smiled evilly, "Hello Peter."
He got back to his seat, after seeing a distrust, Peter. Dumbledore cleared his throat, "Madame Bones, how are we going to proceed?"
She nodded to Dumbledore, "Firstly- we are going to put Pettigrew in Veritaserum."
Now, there was not a single person who was listening to Fudge, Albus banged his gavel, "Proceed." Aurors placed magical suppression cuffs on his hands. Unspeakable Croaker poured three drops of the Serum on his mouth. His eyes became glassy after drinking it.
Amelia began to question, "What is your name?"
"Peter Alfred Pettigrew."
"What is your date of birth?"
"June 2nd, 1960."
"Were you a follower of the Dark Lord?"
"Yes." Gasps could be heard from the crowd. Harry smirked.
"Were you the Secret Keeper of Potter Cottage which was under the Fidelius charm on October 31st, 1981?"
"Yes"
"Did you willingly betray the Potter family by giving up the Secret to the Dark Lord?"
"Yes."
"Did you kill the thirteen muggles?"
"Yes."
"Sirius was following. He was more powerful than I was. I knew that I could not beat him in a duel. He cornered me, so I shouted telling everyone that he betrayed the Potters, I cast a cheering charm on him, blasted the gas line, and cut off my finger to fake my death and transfigured into my Animagus form."
There was a massive uproar in the whole Wizengamot, Fudge was flushing red, and Malfoy was seething. Amelia turned to Dumbledore, "Is it enough?" She asked him.
Dumbledore glared at Pettigrew and perhaps for the first time he lost his cool, he nodded, "It is, Amelia."
"Like you, all have heard and seen that Pettigrew betrayed the Potters. But we must find Sirius Black to take his statement."
Harry snorted at her, all eyes turned to him, "You won't need to find him." He told her.
She raised an eyebrow, "Why?"
He left his seat and went beside her. Then, he moved a little until he shouted, "Sirius! Remove the cloak!" To their surprise, Sirius Black appeared beside his very godson.
"Aurors! Arrest him!" Fudge roared from his seat.
Instantly, Harry's eyes turned demon red, and he spoke in the coldest tone, "Touch him and I'll rest your wands upon your ashes."
He turned to Amelia, even though she looked a little terrified of him, "Amelia, he is going to take Veritaserum, willingly. You may take his statement now." He explained.
She looked cautious but nodded. Sirius went to the box, magical suppression cuffs were placed on his hands. Croaker dropped three drops of the Serum on his tongue as Amelia began to ask the question.
"What is your name?"
"Sirius Orion Black."
"Are you the sworn godfather of one Hadrian James Potter?"
"I am," he answered proudly.
"Are you a follower of the Dark Lord?"
"No. Never."
"Were you the Secret Keeper for the Potter Cottage that housed your cousin James Potter and his family?"
"No. That was Peter Pettigrew"
"Who cast the Fidelius Charm on the cottage?"
"Lily. She was the best at Charms."
"Who was the man that brought you out of Azkaban?" This grabbed everyone's attention.
He shook his head, "I don't know."
Amelia frowned, "What do you mean?"
"That man left me on the street of Knockturnal Alley. He neither revealed his face nor told me his name. But only said 'Warrior'."
She nodded reluctantly.
(Flashback Start)
"Drink this."
"What is this?" Sirius asked when he took the vial full of gold liquid from his Godson's hand.
"It's an Anti-Veritaserum," Harry replied with a shrug.
Sirius looked aghast, "But they are too difficult to brew." He pointed.
"They are," He started. "But when you have Lily Potter's Potion book, all things are easy," Harry grinned.
Sirius nodded, "True, but why are you making me drink this?"
"They will take your statement too, and perhaps they will ask about me too. Not exactly me but that 'Mysterious Dark Wizard.'"
Sirius nodded as he gulped all the liquid present in the vial. Harry did too.
(Flashback End)
"Now, Heir Black we need your statement too that how you got to know that Lord Black is innocent. Are you willing to take the Truth Serum?" Harry nodded. Croaker came and dropped Three drops of the Serum at his tongue.
"Mister Potter, how did you come in contact with Sirius Black and knew he was innocent?"
"It was a day of Dementors attack in Hogsmeade," Many people paled at this, including Fudge, "Hundreds of Dementors were coming towards, so I cast a Patronus-"
"Hem. Hem." All the eyes went to Dolores Umbridge. "Mister Potter, a Patronus is too advanced for your age." She stated matter-of-factly.
Dumbledore replied before Harry could, "It is true Dolores, Mister Potter has been performing the Patronus from the start of his third year." Many people gave him an appraising look.
"Dolores, Please don't interrupt." Madame Bones commanded sternly, Umbitch reddened a bit, "Heir Black, please continue."
Harry nodded, "I saw Sirius Black being soul sucked by Dementor. I saved him even though I did not want to. When he was awake, I was going to take him to DMLE, until he told me that he was innocent and Pettigrew was alive. I was stunned. He pulled out a vial of Veritaserum and gave it to me. I shoved the whole in his mouth. When he answered questions, I got to know that he was the truth."
"And how did you find Pettigrew?" Amelia pressed.
"The rat was with Weasley's, disguised as their pet. The Weasley's went to Egypt this summer, and their photo came from the Prophet. The photo also captured the rat. Sirius recognized it, and I checked if it was telling the truth or not." Amelia nodded in understanding.
Sirius was tempted to laugh at how simple yet efficient a story his Godson could make, though he kept it internal. 'My God, how good I am at acting!' Harry mused internally.
"Any objections?" Amelia asked the Wizengamot. None came.
"Then, I must inform you that you are a free man now, Sirius," Dumbledore answered with a smile, he continued, "You would be given 100 thousand Galleons per each year you have spent in Azkaban."
Dumbledore banged his gavel again before announcing, "The court is adjourned!"
Sirius grabbed Harry in a hug, immediately. "We did it," he whispered, "We did it."
Harry hugged him back, "Indeed, we did it."
Author's Note
Damn! That was one big chapter. I hope you guys enjoyed it. My first priority is to make it enjoyable for you people.
As you all must have seen, I suck at romance more than any genre. Though I suck at all of them. Sirius is now an innocent man. If you are wondering what the next chapter would be. Then, firstly it would be the reacquisition of Moony and Padfoot.
Christmas would be covered in the next chapter too. There is also Ron's appearance and a surprise gift for Astoria from Harry.
Once again, I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
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