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Harry Potter is not mine, this is a story from a fan.

(BSC 4 C14) C101 Who is doing what part 2.

Everyone was walking into the hallway and straight to the great hall, The only people who stayed behind was Harry, Bella, and Daphne.

Minerva who had started to walk inside turned her head to the left and saw the three standing there. ^Harry, aren't you coming inside^ she asked. What she heard frustrated her a little. It was also something she didn't quite understand. Bella had seen a memory, but he could not tell her what, yet. So she had to wait and that was something she wasn't good at. She again missed the look Zanita gave her.

After Harry had told his grandmother why they stayed behind, he turned back to Bella and Daphne and guided them to the edge of the lake. They sat down and cast a warming charm over themselves as they stared into the distance.

Both Harry and Daphne knew they could not say anything until Bella opened up to them. The longer it took the more agitated they both got. They did hide it from Bella but even she knew they were waiting for her to talk. It was then that she felt their hands slipping into her own and she smiled thankfully at the both of them.

Slowly she laid her head on the shoulder of Harry as she pulled Daphne close to her other side. She let her eyes gaze over the water for another minute while she enjoyed the feeling of her two friends that were sitting next to her. She got all the time she needed but she also knew they had waited enough.

In her mind, she went over the memory she had just seen. Like always they were the memories from her older self that were coming more and more. Some were fun but most of them were sad. Still, most memories were off what was to come and then but was only from what Bellatrix had seen. And the closer they got to the time Voldemort was coming back the more the memories seem to increase. It showed in the memories and in the mark that was on her lower arm.

Slowly she pulled her arms together and entwined all their hands together. As she gave a deep sigh. "I'm getting a little scared of all the memories I'm seeing. I know that it is her memories and that I'm making my own, but they still are mine in some way. It was me who took them back in time. The one I saw today told me something I don't want to happen. But I also know it has to happen" Bella told them in a near whisper.

Both Daphne and Harry understood what she was saying. But couldn't feel the feelings she was feeling as she got the memories. The one thing they did learn was that they knew where all those memories came from. They had all looked at the memory from when Daphne had to help Bella all by her self. It was in the pensive when Narcissa was absolutely sure that it was her home. So they now had a place where Voldemort would stay when he was resurrected. The only question was when would he be staying there and how would they be able to Help Narcissa when they were all at her home.

As the remained at the edge of the lake they wondered what they could do. Most of the memories were somewhat personal and things she would not share with Harry and sometimes not even with Daphne. No the only thing they could do was support her and wait for whatever she wanted to share.

"Harry, Daphne" Bella whispered as she gazed up and quickly down when she saw them looking at back at her.

They didn't say a thing and only squeezed her hands to tell her to go on and for her to take her time.

"I saw a memory that wasn't from little Bellatrix but from way later. I know it was before I was sent back but it can't be more than a week before that. I saw it the moment you were about to kick Snape out of the gates" she chuckled a little, "It would have been nice but. I'm sorry Harry but what I saw made me stop you". She said while she looked a bit sorry.

Harry placed his arm around her shoulder and pulled her against him. "It is okay Bella, but why did you stop me".

"It wasn't all as clear as it usually is but the part that was clear was this. I as Bellatrix was sitting at a table. I do not know where it was but the table was big. Voldemort was sitting at the head and talking about something they had done. As I sat there I saw Narcissa sitting next to me. I'm not sure but I also think I saw Lucius and Draco sitting in front of me. If I'm correct then I saw Draco wearing the same tattoo I have. But that isn't what made me stop you. I do not know who ells were sitting around the table but there were a lot more.

It was around a minute that Severus walked into the room. He kneeled down in front of Voldemort and it was then that I heard Voldemort telling us that not only you knew he was back, but that everybody knew he was back".

Both Daphne and Harry looked at her with a questioning look. But knew they couldn't inter up her while she was talking.

"It is a pat I don't understand either but he said that everybody now knew that he was back. But he was screaming and cursing at us like we had done it. Only when Severus was back he turned around. While Severus knelled down he told Voldemort something like you were the hero and also that he had fallen into your trap.

It was after that, that Voldemort told us that Severus had opened your mind and that he had abused your mind just to keep your mind open for him. Now because I was also in that room I knew that it still had to come. That was also why you could not kick Snape out of Hogwarts. So if I'm right you have to be abused by him before I'm sent back". Bella looked up at Harry. "I don't like it, Harry. I don't want him to abuse you" Bella told him as a couple of tears escaped her eyes.

"I know Bella, But if that has to happen then we let it happen. I have been through worse".

Harry hadn't finished his words or both Daphne and Bella threw their arms around him.

Harry was a little startled when they jumped him like that. So after a moment he placed his arms around them and pulled them close. "I do not know what will happen but at least we know that Snape has to abuse me. We do know it will have to do with my mind so we only have to prepare for when the time comes. The other thing we know is that there will be a time that Voldemort isn't around. Because we know he is back. How I do not know, why I do not know when I know even less. So we just have to wait and prepare like we always do".

Between the tears, Bella was telling them about other memories she had seen and hadn't told them about.

Daphne was stroking her hair while Harry was stroking her back. Both knew that the floodgates had opened and that Bella had to let go of it all. Harry still thought that Bella was holding something back but didn't ask about it, he knew that when the time was right she would tell them. "Bella" Harry whispered softly after a minute of silents. "We do know one thing, Whatever Snape will do to me it won't be enough. You were sent back to kill me because everything before that had failed. We also know that Voldemort is somewhat afraid of me. Why ells would he sent someone back in time to do the job he himself can't do. That, however, didn't work because you are sitting here next to me and in my arms".

It was the thought that made Bella smile as she dried her tears on her sleeve. "I'm glad I do not wear any makeup or I would be a total mess". All three of them chuckled at the words of Bella only Harry was chuckling because Bella was and he hadn't had a clue as to what they were talking about.

*#*

Between all of that, they never saw Nolwenn LeBrun still standing in the doorway. From the moment she had stepped from the carriage she had kept a calculating eye on everything that had gone down. Albus Dumbledore who wasn't there to greet them. Harry the king of Hogwarts standing far, far away from his peers and his employees. Was it because he wanted to give them all the chance to see it up close before him. Was it because he didn't want the spotlight on him or was it because someone had made him do it. It was those thoughts that kept on running through her mind.

The other thing she had to think about had been Igor Karkaroff. He was chewed out by Minerva just like Madam Maxime was chewed out by the queen her self. The magic from Zanita was making her a little horny and that was also the reason she stayed outside. She wanted to calm down a little before she would join the others. Too bad she didn't like to think about the battle she had with the king if she made a play for Zanita. Then again maybe she didn't have to worry about the king but more about Zanita if she didn't like the play.

The other thing that was on her mind was King Harry Potter. He was sitting at the edge of the lake while his guest were inside. was he finding them to little for him to entertain or was there something else going on, she just couldn't make it out, not just jet. but she knew that as soon as she could she would be the first to write a book about it with his blessing, of course.

*#*

Narcissa.

In the time that the other schools were arriving at Hogwarts. Narcissa was sitting in her home listing to the wireless. The arrival was to be broadcasted live but to because of some circumstances things had gone the other way. There was a lot of confusion because Minerva was greeting the guest and Albus was talking to Lord Potter. She let go a little smile and knew that Harry had done something the headmaster didn't like and she was all for it.

In her left hand, she was holding the latest letter from her Draco. It was the same as all the other letters they got from him. Nothing was fair, Harry Potter who was now the king of Hogwarts. He was walking around like he owned the place and that his words were law. All the teachers were treating him like he was the second Merlin and that he was more than them.

As she re-read the letter for the second time she had to smile to herself. All the things he said were just the things that were true. Now she didn't know if the teachers were really treating him differently then all the other students but he was their boss after all. No to Draco it wasn't fair and he demanded the same thing like he always did. His father had to come to the school and putt everything right as the way it should be. Him the prince of Slytherin and his peers as his loyal subjects. The only thing Draco didn't know was that Lucius wasn't a member of the board, she was an all thanks to Harry Potter and his friends.

Her eyes landed on Lucius who was sitting on the other side of the room. He was oblivious to all the things that were happening around him. The only thing he did was smiling like a troll on Christmas while he was rubbing the dark mark on his forearm, saying things like death to the mudbloods and long live the purebloods.

She herself had a different way of looking at it. She knew that he would come back because he had sent her little sister back in time. Her little sister that was probably sitting next to him like she always did. The thoughts made her think about her little sister that was also still locked up in a cell in Azkaban. It was sad but she knew she had to be sent back first so they could finally get rit of the self-proclaimed Lord ones and for all.

With a look of loathing, she gazed at Lucius. She cursed the day her aunt the mother of Sirius signed the contract for her and Lucius. Sure on the papers, there was the name of their lord Black, but everybody knew that it was her that was running the family the way she thought was right. She was the one pulling the strings and she was the one to make all the decisions.

Her eyes drifted back to the letter she had in her hand. She wondered why her son could not see the other way. Why couldn't he see the good things Harry and her little sister were doing. Sure Harry had a past that made him the way he was now, He had chosen not to become the things his uncle and cousins were. If he did they would have been in a lot more trouble then there was to come. NO, a dark Harry was something no one wanted.

But Draco the spoiled prince of Slytherin did everything her husband did when he was at Hogwarts. He would buy his way in every club or game and if you didn't like it he would be calling for his father.

*#*

Apolline Delacour.

In the south of France sat Apolline Delacour, she was thinking hard about the things she been through. It was only a couple of months ago that Minerva had saved her life from whatever it was what the perpetrators would have done to her if she hadn't. The thought about the things they could have done to her daughters was just sickening to her.

It was only later that night that she heard about the real power of Harry. It was Arabella who told her that he could only do it when he was really, really mad. It was even more surprising to her that he was only fourteen years old. He had a power that was not normal for any boy.

She looked from her patio into the garden and saw her husband playing with her youngest daughter. It had been her husband that had told her he had been baffled when he had seen the power. As an Auror of the France ministry he had seen a lot, now as the minister, he had seen even more. So to surprise him, it was really something.

When she saw Jean lifting up Gabrielle she got a feeling of grieving. Her magic wanted to get to her smallest daughter just to hug her and tell her it was going to be okay. Why she didn't know, but her magic was speaking it loud and clear.

Her mind went back to her eldest daughter and placed her feelings of grieving at that thought. She was in a tournament that has seen more death then winners and that was just among the competitors.

Her thoughts went back to her own queen. She was the one who had to agree with the thing the council agreed upon. But there still hadn't been an answer, not from the council and not from the queen or her mother.

That brought her back to her eldest daughter that was in Scotland under the watchful eyes of Minerva and the friends. They would protect her if it was necessary she only hoped that madam Maxim would do the same. The madam had placed Dumbledore on a pedestal that was even higher than herself. It was the one thing that kept her from telling Maxim anything about that night. Dumbledore was her hero and she would hear no bad word about him. So if Minerva or the friends didn't protect her daughter then there was always Zanita. And from the small note she got from Nolwenn, she knew that Zanita had her number as the muggles would say.

If that wasn't enough she was also worried about the headmaster of Drumstrang. Igor Karkaroff wasn't only known for the fact that he was an ex-death eater that was freed after he had spilled some names of other death eaters. It was after that that he became the headmaster of that institute and all thanks to one Albus Dumbledore. The one thing most of them didn't know was that the Bulgarian mascots at the world cup. Weren't veela's from one of the colonies. They were slaves bound by their magic to serve the Bulgarian Quidditch team.

The Bulgarians were one of the countries that still didn't see them as equal just like the English still saw them as Half breeds. There was a lot of movement in both countries to get that turned around but until it happens the law was clear. In those countries, they were seen as pets, not people. So the only thing her daughter had was the protection of her family in England how strange that may be.

*#*

Bellatrix Black.

Somewhere in the middle of the sea was a pile of very big rocks. On the top of those rocks was a prison that was called Azkaban. On the highest floor where the Dementors had a free hand was a cell that contained a big black Puma. The cat form was the animagus form of Bellatrix Black. It was the one thing she hadn't told her Harry. In one way she wanted to surprise him and in another she wanted her little self to find out on her own. It this form she was safe from the cold feelings that Dementors would give any other prisoner. It also gave her the opportunity to hear the Dementors when they approached her or the guards.

Left of the big cat was a plat with the leftovers from a very good prepared dinner. It was a dinner she got from one of the house elves from her husband to be.

Slowly the cat laid down while it was licking its paws. It was the one thing she disliked of her Animagus form because it always gave her hairballs. Slowly the big cat closed her eyes and let its mind go back over the last couple of years. Her first thought was about the last time she had seen her Harry. It was with the whole family a family she never had. Sure she had three sisters and Sirius with James. But that was almost only when they were at aunt Dorea and Before her other aunt went to alienate the family with Lord Voldemort.

In that last time, she had taken a second look at the mind of her Harry. It was also something that she had done when she was in St. Mungo.

It was in the hospital she saw the first sign of the hole of despair. It was nothing more than a nice name for something that was nothing more than a part that was made up of pure hatred. At Potter castle, she had done it again. She wasn't proud of it but she had to know. There was more color that there had been before but his mind was still looking like a black and white picture. However, the part of despair had also grown to be a lot bigger and it could erupt at any moment. She knew that it was because of the possible loss of his grandmother.

While she thought about it she could only blame Lucius for it. He had been the one to throw the curse at Minerva. While she got Minerva out of her mind the hole of despair would take a lot longer to get back to the size it was. The one thing she was sure about was that as long Harry had Minerva and Minerva had her Harry, they would both be able to keep their feet on the ground. And the other thing she was sure about was that on the day she would be freed she would be loyal to Harry and only Harry.

*#*

Unfortunately, it didn't were only worries people had. No, in the office of the minister were two figures discussing what they could do to Harry, and none of it was good.

"Minister, I'm telling you, we have to do something about this Potter boy. Potter can say whatever he wants but Hogwarts is the property of the ministry and not his" Umbridge called out loudly.

Fudge just gazed at his undersecretary and knew what she was talking about. Then again he had seen what Zanita could do with the power of Hogwarts. "Deloris, I know what you mean but Hogwarts is really the property of Lord Potter and his wife. She plays with the magic of the castle like it is a kids training wand. So I don't think we could do much about it if we wanted to". Fudge told her with a little disappointment in her voice.

Umbridge, however, wasn't agreeing with it all. As her hatred towards Potter grew and grew more than even Lucius and the dark lord hated the Potter brad. The reason for that, however, was something no one knew but it was clearly obvious in the way she talked about him. "I'm telling you, Minister, Lord Potter is nothing more than a lying piece of Troll crap. Just like his father was and the rest of the family. They are liars of the worse kind with their love for mudbloods and Muggleborn" she sneered.

Fudge pulled up his eyebrow at the words she was using and gave her a critical look. He didn't know why she hated the Potters in the way she did but knew that as a political ally he could use her in a beneficial way. That was again if he used it in the right way. "Deloris, if what you say about the potters is true, then what do you think, you can do about it. And if I may remind you, please do not refer to people as Mudblood outside this office. They do not reflect me in a good way".

Suddenly there was a very small sadistic smile on the face of Deloris. It was a smile he had only seen ones. With a look around his office, he made sure they were truly alone which he already knew but he did it out of instinct. And was glad that no one had seen that smile. The one time he had seen it was the one time he was still having nightmares about.

Deloris who hadn't seen it was still looking at him, still with that sadistic smile towards him. "Minister, I think I do know of a way to get Lord Potter to sing to our tune. But I do not think I will get it done this year, this year with the tournament an all".

"Do I want to know what you are thinking off Deloris?" Fudge asked a little worried.

With her eyes on the ceiling, she said. "Dear Minister, what I'm thinking of has everything to do with the education of our youngest members. I'm still working on the entirety of the plan but at the end of next year we will get rid of the thorn that is called Potter" she told Fudge with venom in her voice.

Fudge gave her one more look before he too started to laugh just as sadistically as Umbridge was doing at the time. From the moment Harry Potter had become reunited with his grandmother everything had gone downhill for him. He was the thorn in his side and in the side, the ministry stood for. And when Umbridge told him she would get rid of him, then that was all he needed to know.

It was early in the night when Deloris left the office of the minister laughing just as hard as she had been a couple of hours ago.

*#*

In the little house of Little, Hangleton Andromeda was sitting on the windowsill looking out of the window. She was keeping an eye on the graveyard and just writing down what was happening like she did every day. Suddenly the floo behind her erupted and out stepped Tonks, followed by her boss Amelia.

Amelia was wearing her head of the DMLE robes and only barked. "Today is the day, we do it now".

Sirius heard his not so secret girlfriend barking the order and rushed from the other room. Today was the day they had been practicing for. This was the day they had done everything they had just to get some answers. He looked over at Tonks and saw how she morphed into the form of an old lady and started to walk outside. She was closely followed out of the door by Andromeda who was keeping a close watch on her.

While the old woman/Tonks was followed by Andromeda under an invisibility cloak. At almost a hundred meters in front of them walked a little man that was hunched forward. It was exactly the same way as he had done every week. At ten in the morning, the same time Amelia called for the action. So when the old lady/Tonks followed by Andromeda stepped out of the house a little over ten the knew exactly where Peter would be walking. In ten minutes the had found him and were closing in on him. He was walking in a big arch around the town to get from one end to the other end of the town to get to the store. It was a thirty-minute walk. After that, he would remain for another thirty minutes in the store just to make the thirty-minute walk back.

At the start of the walk, Peter would always walk pass there home before he would turn left and take the sonic round around the town where he could rob all the passing people from there pocket chance to pay his stuff in the store. On his way back he would do the same thing for his next trip.

In a little junction of the road just out of the side of any watching eyes, the old lady/Tonks took her opportunity and called out. "Pettigrew, Stupefy".

Peter was filled with Horror when he heard his name being called out. He stopped as he wanted to turn but went down before he could even think about it. So the next thing he knew he would wake up somewhere he didn't know.

Andromeda increased her pace as she walked to her daughter. There she pulled a hair out of his head and placed it into a Polyjuice Potion. She walked on as she morphed into Peter while Tonks took Peter back to the house by port key. Where Amelia and Sirius were waiting with bated breath on the return of Tonks. The moment both of them arrived, Tonks was pushed to the side by Amelia while Sirius Grabbed Peter and slammed him into a chair. "HOW DID YOU DO IT".

"Sirius" Amelia screamed. "That is not one of the questions we are asking. It would also help if you would wake him up before you ask him anything".

"Sorry," Sirius said not really sorry for slamming Peter into the chair.

Tonks stepped forward and pulled the head of Peter back as she placed three drops of vertasirum on his tongue just before she woke him up.

His eyes opened and were glazed over it the sign for Amelia that she could start to ask her questions.

"What is your name" was the one she started with.
"Peter Pettigrew" was the answer.
"Why are you here in little Hangleton".
"I'm here to care for my master, and to prepare everything for his big return under his followers".

Peter never was a strong wizard so his fight against the potion only lasted two or three seconds.

"Where is your master now, when is it that your master wants to return and how are you doing that" Amelia went on.
"My master is in the Riddle manor, I'm not sure why but he always tells me that it is his, he also tells me he killed them when he was fifteen".
"But if you are already taking care of him then why does he have to come back".
Peter was looking a little hesitated, a sign that the potion was losing its effect. "MY master has done a ritual to place his soul in a body of a baby, this body can only be kept a life by the milk of his snake. I have to milk the snake and feed my master". There was another hesitation but it only took a second. "now my master wants the blood from Potter to create a real and solid body for himself".

Sirius who had heard it all wanted to attack but was kept on his place by a sticking charm from Tonks. Amelia looked at him with one look that worked on everybody except for Harry. A look that had him swallow his anger and knew they had little time and he had to control himself.

Again Amelia turned her attention to Peter and hoped she had enough time to ask all she wanted to ask. "Where and when will you be doing the ritual for his resurrection". This was a question she feared a little. In one way she really wanted to know so she could be there in another way she didn't because that would be the night he would really return.

Peter who didn't notice the little hesitation in her voice answered the question like any other. "My master wants to keep Harry Potter in the tournament until the final task, at the end of that task when he is weak and tired, he wants to abduct him. Then he will use his blood to create a body of his own. When he has his Blood, Harry Potter will no longer be stronger than him".

Amelia blinked a few times and knew that Voldemort didn't want to have anything that could give Harry the upper hand. It showed them that it wasn't only Dumbledore he feared but Harry too, it again brought mix feelings for her. "Why does Harry has to be in the tournament, why does he just abduct him another way".

"My Lord, would not think badly if Potter would lose his life in the tournament. This way he will also know what Harry Potter can do and how powerful he really is. This is all being reported to us by the spy we have at Hogwarts, the one who got him into the tournament as a fourth champion".

This was something they had been waiting for. They knew there had to be a spy somewhere and now they knew he was at Hogwarts. The only thing that remained was who was it. "Who is the spy that is at Hogwarts".

A/N This was it for this week, see you all in two weeks. I hope you liked it as much as I liked to write it.
Gr Winmau.