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UPDATED:9/30/2019

Chapter 22

They had made it to the School and delivered Emma and Ron to the hospital wing and Wormtail to Dumbledore. They were a bit surprised to find Fudge, Mad-Eye, who was staring intensely between the Animagus Rat as he was levitated in and Sirius Black, Nymphadora Tonks – Mad-eyes Auror trainee-, Kingsley Shackelbolt, Barty Crouch and two other Aurors to witness this arrest and interrogation immediately.

They all watched with shock and disbelief as Pettigrew shivered, fighting against the body binds screaming and crying, "Please! I'm sorry! I didn't mean too! I'M SORRY!"

Hearing enough, Mad-eye silenced Peter with a wave of his wand, "Give me that Potion Snape! Hand the other to Sirius. We'll question Sirius first."

Not really wishing to cause an argument, Snape did as told, handing one of the vials of his Veritaserum to Mad-Eye and the other to Sirius, who was finally glad to have this potion given to him, something he had begged for when in Azkaban, yet he'd been refused. The guards had enjoyed torturing him and the other inmates. Sirius drank the potion willingly and with anticipation as the questions began, Fudge starting with the most desired question of his accusations, "Do you, Sirius Black, have anything to do with the Dark Lord?"

"No,"

Shackelbolt stepped forward, he wanted answers just as much as anyone, but he decided to not let his questions become personal, "Are you a Death Eater, by any means shape or form?"

"No,"

Barty took notes as the questioning continued, "Did you have anything to do, personally and willingly, with the murders of the Lily and James Potter?" he asked.

"I feel responsible since I handed their safety and care over to Wormtail, the replacement Keeper, but the answer is no, I had nothing to do with it."

Albus knew his question would be personal simply because he had placed the Potters in Sirius Black's care personally, "Why did you feel the need to not inform anyone of the switch?"

"Someone was following me. I didn't want to risk James and the others any more than they possibly already were. So, I suggested Pettigrew, I thought since he was less likely to be put into a security detail, like Remus or myself, that he'd be the best choice to keep them safe. I was be the decoy. But my trust was misplaced. After I secured the area and left, I found no traces of being followed any longer. I had no way to contact Peter and I couldn't get a hold of anyone, my Patronus was ignored or destroyed. We took every safety precaution. I was too late figuring out why everything seemed off, when I got back to the house it was too late. I didn't know who to trust and I thought I could trust Peter, but my judgement was very misplaced. Truthfully, I was under the suspicions Remus was the traitor, so I left him out, I didn't trust him, I never thought Peter would betray us. Especially not James and Lily."

In truth, they could all understand Sirius's reasons behind that, not knowing who to trust, then played to think the real person you could trust was the false spy, even Dumbledore would have done the same thing.

"Peter Pettigrew was the replacement Keeper to the Potters and Emma, yes? Who tampered with Miss Evans memory after she came out of surgery?"

"Yes, he was the replacement Keeper of the Potter family. But I don't know officially, however, I'd suspect it was Pettigrew."

Fudge sighed, rubbing his forehead. He was sweating, he and the others of his and Barty's council had sentenced an innocent man to prison, with no trial and not even given the option to use Veritaserum simply because putting Sirius Black in Azkaban had been the 'easiest' way for conviction. Had they given him the serum and him found innocent right then, they'd had been forced to have dealt with a dead-end case with no leads, and that was not optional for Fudge at the time.

"Are you innocent in all accounts that you were charged with?"

"Yes, I am innocent in all accounts." Everyone in the room, besides Barty and Fudge, turned to look at Pettigrew shrink and squirmed to keep from having the serum forced down his throat, "Tonks! Get over here and help me." Alastor shouted with sheer irritation. He was having difficulty, Mad-Eye had one good hand at that moment, he'd broken one of his arms chasing a death eater and other dark witches and wizards just a few days ago.

Tonks grinned, "With pleasure Mad-eye," grabbing ahold of Pettigrew by the back of his stiff and nasty hair, pulling back and grabbed Peter's jaw, forcing it open as Alastor pored the serum into his mouth. Once the Serum was in, Tonks closed his mouth and held it closed as Mad-eye held his nose, making the Animagus rat swallow his doom. The two Auror's released him and allowed him to cough, "Did Sirius Black replace you as Secret Keeper, to used himself as the decoy." Alastor growled.

"Y-yes,"

"Did you, Peter Pettigrew, give up the Potter's location, allowing the Death Eaters and Voldemort access to the Safe house through the charm Dumbledore put in place." Fudge stated, there was no need to even ask anything in a question, his first answer to the first question was 'yes' by all means to everyone, Peter Pettigrew was already convicted.

Peter's face turned red from trying to fight the serum, his eyes filling with tears as they all rolled down his face, "hm-nahu-ugha!"

"ANSWER THE QUESTION!" Alastor barked, slamming his heavy walking stick into the hard-stone floor startling everyone and nearly sending Pettigrew in a round of peeing himself.

"YES!"

"Did you, Peter Pettigrew, know Lily Potter was three months pregnant!" Dumbledore shouted, his rage, and everyone else's rage, was finally being released upon the real culprit. "Yes! I knew, I KNEW!"

"Did you leave Emma to die, not even a month pregnant herself!" Tonks accused, her dear Emma, one of the women she had admired for years, besides Lily, had lost a child, her sister and her unborn niece or nephew. Emma never mentioned being pregnant to anyone besides Andromeda, Molly and Sissy. But this new information left a few of the others in shocked and sick to the stomach. Especially Sirius, he never knew Emma had been pregnant. And he wished he had just killed Peter.

"Ye-yes. I thought she was dead though, I-I never meant for her and Lily to get hurt. I-I thought she'd at least get Lily out, Harry wa-was the only one that was supposed to be killed… " Pettigrew continued screaming.

Sirius advanced upon the still body bound Pettigrew, "So, you sentence a child to death for your own pathetic survival!"

"YES! The Dark Lord is powerful, there was no point in fighting against someone with so much power! It was a losing battle!"

"Peter Pettigrew are you, in any shape or form, involved or a part of the Death Eater's community besides being involved with the Dark Lord?"

"Y-Yes,"

"Did you tamper with Emma's memories?" Dumbledore questioned.

"Y-yes, I did-I did..."

"Why did you tamper with her memory when you could have easily killed her? It could have been easier on you, yes?" Alastor stepped in, Peter shock in his clothes, the tears still flowing and his limbs shaking and shivering.

"Be-because, I didn't want her to die... Sirius, James and Remus, even Severus, always got the girls. I wanted to mak-make her forget about loving Sirius, I wanted her to think she didn't want anyone, none of us. No Marauder… No one… I didn't want any of the Marauders of the group to h-have any of the girls we associated with. Emma being unconscious just made her an easy target, a test to see if I could do it. But that Weasley woman ruined it all! SHE RUINED IT!"

"Why! Why make her forget? Such a terrible reason, Pathetic!" Snape snapped, charging the Rat. Sirius had moved with him, Snape had the right idea of throttling Peter, and he'd help. But the arms of Remus and Shackelbolt holding the two men back was what had saved the former Marauder friend.

"I wanted her to forget Sirius, I wanted her to forget us all. I couldn't get near Gabrielle. She was always close to Severus! He'd have killed me the moment he realized I was there. Emma was the next option. But after a while, Severus became a problem. So, I tried taking the kids! If he didn't have them, I could separate him from the girls, I could get rid of Snape. Then Emma became a nuisance, always close to the Weasleys and others, I feared she'd figure me out soon enough! I should have killed her when I had the chance! But that damn cat continued getting in the way! Always in a way! Just like that damn clumsy owl! And Molly, always near her! I couldn't never get near her even when I tried, never could get that woman out of the way! Always slamming into things, knocking over the poison in the cup! I could never be rid of them!"

'This is Ludicrous! The man has gone insane!' Fudge thought, staring at Peter Pettigrew, or the shell of who he had once been, with shock. The years of living in such a state and in constant fear had turned the man's mind and driven him nearly crazy.

"Were you forced, under any form of curse or black mail to join Voldemort and his follower's and perform the tasks you did."

"No, he only threatened my life when I lied about everyone's location in the beginning. I couldn't fight him forever, the torture he did, when he found out I had lied was unbearable. I gave them all up, everyone." Peter cried.

Shocked at this reaction Fudge was nearly red in the face, "You realize that the moment you gave up every order member and every innocent person involved in trying to fight that War resulted in several deaths!" Fudge stated, "Shackelbolt, Alastor, bring him with us, we will be escorting him to the Ministry of Magic for Processing!"

Nodding, Shackelbolt rebound Pettigrew and all Disapparated with the screams of Peter cutting off as they vanished.

"Congratulations Sirius, as of tomorrow you shall be a free man." Dumbledore said with a sad smile and nod to the man he had wrongly accused and thought wrongly of for so long.

Sirius smiled, shaking the Professor's hand with gratitude, then hugged Albus. He was even happier when Albus returned the hug, "Thank you, I can't wait for it."

Their attention was brought about by Remus dazing out, Snape had snapped his figures in front of his face in confusion until he looked in the direction of Remus's dazing and found the full moon, panic filled him as he turned to look at Harry, Hermione and Draco. His students were now in danger, "Dumbledore,"

Sirius was the first to reach Remus as his body began shifted, his bones breaking, his skin turning grey and his limbs growing in length.

Snape backed himself in front of the three students, guarding them from the transforming Remus.

Draco and Harry grabbed a hold of Hermione and moved her behind them, "What's happening."

"He's a were-wolf!" Hermione informed them. This shocked the two boys as they looked at her, "What!"

Sirius wrapped his arms around Remus's shifting form as he screamed in pain, "Someone, get us to the Forest!" Sirius shouted over his shoulder, fearful Remus would finish transforming in the middle of Dumbledore's office and possibly kill everyone there. He was filled with relief when Snape swiftly moved from his spot and grabbed a hold of the two and began Disapparating. To their dismay, the three students rushed them, quickly latching onto one of the three adults and all six apparated in front of the Shrieking Shack.

The three of them landed on their butts with an uncomfortable grunt, all three paling when Snape jerked the three of them from their fallen state and ushered them near the house, trying to keep them all from view. He couldn't leave to take the three students back, if he left and something happened to Sirius and Remus, Snape knew it may be too late to aid one or both of them. So, he was forced to stay, keeping the kids near the house, behind the bushes for cover.

All watched in terror as Sirius was thrown back from a screaming were-wolf now fully transformed, his nose picking up the smell of fresh meat, three kids and one adult, and one scent the were-wolf knew belonged to someone he didn't much care for. Remus was having problems controlling his wolf as the beast moved all its own. He couldn't stop himself as he advanced slowly towards the covered brush near the house, shouting with shock and irritation when he was side blinded by a large black dog, knocking him off to the side and slammed the were-wolf into the steps of the house, ripping a yelp of slight pain. Remus swung his claws out at Sirius and slashed him across his face, he swung again slashing him across his chest, picked him up and bit down into his neck shoulder then threw him off into the distance with a painful cry.

In a panic, Harry rushed around Snape and began throwing stones, whatever he could get his hands on, and aimed it at Remus. He had to get his attention away from Sirius hoping he would regain his strength for a few seconds. Harry became worried for a moment at how close Remus was getting to him, Harry was even more stunned when Snape pulled him back from the claw Remus had aimed at the boy and narrowly missed him.

"Stay behind me Potter!" Snape turned seconds before a claw came near his face. He had to say, he was thankful when Sirius, yet again, threw himself into Remus causing the claws to miss Snape's face by an inch, if he was that lucky.

The impact sent them both into the woods and rushing after each other.

Hermione and Draco held onto Harry for dear life while Snape stood stunned with fear, he had come so close to almost being clawed and possibly bitten himself. He barely had time to react when Harry moved past him, rushing into the woods after a screaming Sirius who was likely not having a lucky time wrestling the were-wolf Remus, "Come back here Potter!"

"Harry!" Both teens screamed after their friend as he vanished into the dark night of the Dark Forest. "DRACO, NO!" Hermione screamed latching onto the blond, stopping him from running after Harry, "Hermione, we can't let him go in there alone!" Draco argued.

"Not happening, Malfoy!" Snape growled, grabbing onto both kids' jackets, Disapparating and apparated into Dumbledore's office, "Potter ran after Sirius and Remus into the woods."

It took them about an hour to find Harry and Sirius. They had been attacked by Dementor's and nearly killed. Dumbledore had said they were lucky to be alive, especially since Fudge and the others hadn't had the chance to likely get Sirius Black cleared of the charges, let alone to call off the Dementor's search.

The next morning Dumbledore walked into the Hospital wing to check on everyone. Emma was still unconscious. It seemed she had a talent for being rendered unconscious in multiple occasions.

Poppy had informed the Headmaster she had been forced to sedate Emma due to the migraine becoming intense and painful after moving throughout her body. Almost as if she was being sent back into a coma. To this news, they all began hoping Emma didn't succumb to the comatose once again, because this time they may just lose her.

Ron's right leg had been wrapped in a plaster cast after having it torn badly from Sirius' attack, fortunately they got Peter from the boys grasp. The bone had been fractured.

Sirius had apologized to the Weasley boy several times over the few hours while he was getting it set, wrapped and plastered by Poppy. But had other thoughts in his mind as Dumbledore spoke to Hermione, all three males looking at her in utter confusion.

"Three turns should do the trick, Miss Granger." With that, Dumbledore left the wing to return to his remaining paperwork, mostly paperwork regarding Emma, Harry and Sirius, all papers on Guardianship of the boy and Sirius's release papers from Azkaban. He didn't want to be the bearer of bad news any more than they had already suffered, but he had to at least inform Remus and the others.

"Ah, thank you all for coming at such a short notice. Unfortunately, Kingsley and I have some disturbing news." Dumbledore started and handed the floor to Kingsley with a nod and finished making his way to his desk.

"Peter Pettigrew has escaped. He was aided by fellow Death Eaters while he was being escorted to the executioner's chamber. Three Auror's were killed and Tonks was injured as was Alastor Moody. I am afraid we have no idea where he is. Dumbledore has the school on high alert with more security. We have Auror's stationed around the school and inside also. The school is in lock-down and very well guarded, Pettigrew will likely go into hiding again. He doesn't have the stomach to come back here, but just for precautions Auror's that are not working cases shall be put on Hogwarts security details." Kingsley informed everyone, this left them all in gasps of shock. Pettigrew was missing and, on the loss, once again. But the important thing was that Sirius was free, that was the only good part about that messed up situation.

They had all been hoping the Death Eaters would have left him to the executioner, but they must have thought he was still useful against the allies for the Wizarding world. They had underestimated them all, even Pettigrew.

They were angry, horrified and shocked, especially Snape. Now he knew Pettigrew was the rat in the Death Eaters mist that gave up the Potters', and now he was free by the help of Voldemort's followers, which meant Snape was going to have a very hard time explaining this to Voldemort, if or when he was returned. Severus Snape was in pure panic. His family was now in danger.

'I have to move them, they can't stay here.'

Everyone's attention was drawn to Dumbledore's office door as it opened, they were a bit shocked when Minerva and Poppy walked in together. They understood why Minerva was there, but they were honestly confused why Poppy was present. They quickly found out when she sighed in exhaustion, "Emma still has not woken up. Molly said she will be having her moved to the Potter Estate until she wakes up. A friend of mine, a Medical Doctor and healer, just finished looking her over, said he would more than gladly come to see her himself for a second opinion. We both agree, and believe, she'll wake up when she is ready. Her mind was terribly messed with last time, now her memories are coming back. That's the only logical explanation for what's going on. Everyone said this all began when she saw Peter Pettigrew, it must have sent her mind into some kind of shock, had I not sedated her, her magic would have exploded out and possibly blown the Hospital wing into disarray. But most likely she'll wake up in a few weeks." Poppy informed them all.

"Ah, well, now that we have two opinions of two different professionals, I think we can say Emma is not in any form of danger of not waking up, I will give the doctor access to the Estate until she wakes up then. I'm sure Sirius will likely not wish to leave her side at all, am I correct, Mr. Black?"

"Most definitely Albus. I doubt she'll not have a single person fussing over her for a while." Sirius said, he was joking a little, but of course he meant some seriousness to it also. He knew he'd be fussing over her for quite some time. Like she would most likely do for him. It was an equal balance between the two.

Time Turned

Hermione, Draco, and Harry rushed through the bridge, both boys demanding what was going on and what the heck happened and why everything and everyone was moving backwards in time, why Ron suddenly vanishing. That had scared the boys more than anything, even more so when Hermione looked as if she was so used to it happening and very unfazed by it.

"Hermione, will you please tell us what the hell is going on!" Harry shouted. Hearing enough, she turned quickly on them, shoved them both against the wall and pulled out the necklace she used and began explaining, "This is a time turner. McGonagall gave this to me first term. This is how I've been getting to my classes all year."

"You mean you've been going back in time?" Harry asked in disbelief, he was about to become a believer when they heard Hermione screaming at Finn about being a cockroach and watched her punch him all over again from a different angle and viewpoint.

"So glad that's not me getting punched- oh shit!" Draco whispered in a panic. Grabbing Harry, he rushed him over to one of the open windows arches and shoved him over and out and took a leap of faith as Hermione jumped out with him. Both landing next to him and helped Harry from the fallen state he was put in. Draco tried not to laugh when Harry glared a good one at Draco, who simply shrugged and snickered, "Sorry, panicked."

They made their way down to Hagrid's behind their past selves and hid behind the large Pumpkin patch and the three trying to figure out why they weren't leaving yet. Hermione found a few familiar stones while Draco held Harry back from bursting through the window or door of Hagrid's home to kill Pettigrew or take him into custody himself sooner. "He betrayed my parents, Draco. He's the reason Emma is in the Hospital unconscious, she may never wake up Draco, she's the last family I have left besides Sirius."

Draco was near seething, Harry may be his best friend, but he was really beginning to piss him off with this hole last family thing, "Harry James Potter, if that is the kind of faith you have in Emma and still thinking you still only have her as family you're more of a fool than I ever thought. She's your biological aunt, yes, she's my aunt too, and Ron's. Sirius is your godfather, you call Remus 'uncle' you look at Molly like a second mother, Hermione and Ron may as well be your siblings of some form, or cousins really. Emma is legally my godmother, that makes you and me real family… You have more than just her as family Harry Potter. It's best you start remembering it. Emma is important to us all, but you were important to her first in life because she was willing to die for you, she nearly did die for you, and your mother and unborn sibling. But, if you go bursting in there, everyone will think we've all gone madder than the Hatter! Now sit back and -" CRASH!

Draco sighed, rubbing his forehead as he brushed his hair from his face as he looked at Hermione with a look of 'what the bloody hell are you thinking woman,' kind of look. He almost laughed when she shrugged like she was innocent, "Wait for Hermione to do something almost just as crazy, come on. We'll be coming out the back- there we are. Time to go, now." He grumbled, rushing behind the trees as their previous selves hide behind the very same place.

Thankfully their past selves hadn't stayed there very long, and it gave them a very high chance to get Buck-Beak out of there. Draco had nearly peed himself when Fudge and the executioner walked out, thankfully Dumbledore was distracting everyone which gave them the window to get the Hippogriff out of there, leading the Hippogriff to his new freedom.

They sighed with slight exhaustion as they made their way to Shrieking Shack to wait for everything to accrue. Rushing after Harry, Sirius and Remus when they all rushed into the woods and made it on the other side of the lake, Harry constantly chanting about his father coming to save them, "Right there, wait for it, he'll come."

"Harry, no one is coming." Draco stated, he was really beginning to worry, Harry and Sirius were being attacked by a large pack of Dementor's and from the looks of it, they feared the two wouldn't survive if someone doesn't intervene.

Draco and Hermione stood back behind Harry, watching and holding onto one another's hands tightly for comfort as they watched. They smiled wide with excitement and awe when they watched Harry dashing out from the shadows and cast a spell loudly and with power, "Expecto Patronum!" A large bright white Stage stood before them for a few seconds, then suddenly dashed into the air driving all of the Dementor's away.

Draco smiled with an excited laugh leaving him "That was awesome,"

They waited there for a while until the unconscious Harry and Sirius were found, gathered then taken back to the school and made it back just in time to witness themselves leaving Ron in the Hospital wing, leaving the poor redhead confused and in slight fear and stumble over his words.

The three couldn't help but laugh, "We'll explain later Ron," Draco said walking up to him, "How are you doing?"

"Confused as to what happened and what's going on, leg's poundin' with pain but so far I'm fine."

The rest of the school year went by like a breeze to the four friends, they were excited about going home soon, but in Draco's mind he was going to be visiting Emma all summer. His mother had told him, for his own safety, not to return home, yet. Though, he was shocked to find that this did not bother him a single bit. Narcissa had informed him she'd do her best to come see him, on the other hand the visits would be random and unannounced. They all knew Emma wouldn't care. And speaking of Emma, she'd thankfully woken up a week and a half after the incident and on a full way to recovery with no damage at all to her or her mind, which had never happened, so she was a very rare case indeed.

The power of the Evans family.

The four friends walked towards the Headmasters office with Draco leading the way, they had all been curious and confused as to why Draco had been suddenly summoned to see Dumbledore with such urgency, they had two days left of school. "Any idea why Dumbledore requested to see you at such a short notice?" Ron had finally had enough of the silence, they were all thinking of asking anyways and his brain was itching to know, he was just nosy really, like the other three weren't either but Draco had to have some idea what was going on, right?

"No, not a clue. I haven't done anything that I know of, I've been with you guys. Professor McGonagall approached me early this morning informing me that I was summoned to the Headmaster's office and then left. That's also kind of why I asked you three if you wouldn't mind coming with me. I know Ron's on crutches, but I really don't have a good feeling about this for some reason, something's just been weird lately, I won't lie either, I'm somewhat freaking out." And he was, Draco was the definition of worried, and possibly more.

Hermione smiled, she really had no idea why she was so chipper, she just was, but she supposed that maybe it was meant to be since Draco needed some positivity. So, she linked an arm of hers through one of his and smiled up at him, and he couldn't help but smile back with a laugh. Unlinking their arms, he moved to drape it around her as she latched her previous linked arm around his waist and linked her other free arm through one of Harry's as he patted Ron's back a bit, the poor boy still had his crutch after a month, his leg was still healing.

"Try not to worry so much Draco. I'm sure it's nothing terrible," Hermione said, trying her best to cheer up the worried blond.

"Yeah, like you said, you haven't done anything wrong, you've been with us at just about every waking hour of the year. Trust me, you haven't done anything wrong." Ron sighed with a few grunts here and there, the crutches were a bit annoying, he hated limping.

This had succeeded in cheering Draco up as they all smiled and laughed. Unfortunately, it hadn't lasted long, their cheerfulness and laughter faded quickly when they entered Dumbledore's office and found a few people they weren't expecting to see, least of all Lucius Malfoy.

Their eyes traveled around the room. All four teens made eye contact with everyone's eyes currently present in the office looking at them. The eyes of Albus Dumbledore, Emma, McGonagall, Snape, and finally, to Draco terror, Lucius Malfoy. Said last, didn't look pleased whatsoever to be there in the school, considering the last time he was sent flying back by a house elf he had been tricked into freeing.

Lucius stood with a stiff body, uncomfortable at every angle and a tight, vise like grip on his walking stick like it was his safety net looking between his son and Hermione, the contact they had disturbed him and turned his stomach in disgust. His son was friends with a 'mud-blood', as a disturbing thought entered his mind with terrifying consequences for his future.

'He may look like my son, but that is not my child. He is not my son any longer! A traitor I will not have in my home, nor bloodline.'

Lucius's thoughts practically rolled off him and onto the children.

Hermione took the brunt of the glares, shrinking behind Draco as a chilling shiver slithered up her spine and Lucius grinned in small triumph at the action.

Draco could see very clearly that his father was seething with disgust and anger as his father eyed his arm around Hermione. Draco knew the look his father held on his face all too well, a look of pure disappointment, disgust, uncomfortable and nonrecognition to him as family or a son. And he found it strange that instead of it hurting like he had thought it might, it only stung a little, but his father's stealing glare sent shivers through him even when his anger only stung him. Wishing to get his father's glaring eyes away from his friends, Draco slipped his arm from around Hermione and gently moved her just slightly behind him as he spoke to Lucius, "Father? What's going on?" Draco asked, knowing very well that if he had addressed anyone else, Lucius would be having a fit, even when he was already in the ending stage of the one he was currently in.

'What did I do this time?'

Lucius took in a heavy breath, "Dumbledore, seems to be under the impression that you, Draco, are the cause of the Sorting Hat's strange behavior." He said accusingly to his son, his tone was soft, yet clearly audible, with a sharp edge as he spoke to the young Malfoy, who just looked more confused than when he had walked through the door, which seemed to irritate the father even more. Lucius liked having answers, and he had no answers about what was going on, just more questions to ask about.

Draco had no idea what was going on, no one did in truth. They were all confused, but they could all clearly feel, and see, the tension between the father and son, "I'm confused, what do you mean that I am supposedly the reason of the Sorting Hat's strange behavior? What's going on?" It was a fair question, but again, no one had the answers.

Hermione took a deep breath of courage and stepped out from around Draco's protection, "Draco hasn't done anything wrong, Mr. Malfoy," She said coming forward, she had to stand her ground, she was not going to allow herself to shrink back in fear forever against anyone who thought her lower than them simply because she was a muggle-born Witch, and she definitely was not going to let Draco felt as if he was alone in the office with everyone within it accusing him of something that none of them understood.

All four of their hearts were racing, they had no idea what was going on and Draco's father had just made an accusation against his own son that made no sense. It wasn't until Emma stepped forward to calm them down, to attempt to set things straight, "No one is accusing him of anything Hermione. Lucius, I'm afraid, is simply upset as to what is possibly happening. This has never happened before in history, not ever. So, we're all a bit unsure ourselves and how to handle this. However, we have a hunch we're playing around with. So, please, everyone try to calm yourselves. Lucius, please take a seat and do try to compose yourself…" Emma spoke to them all calmly, however her tone had sharpened a little as she turned her attention to Lucius with a pointed glare, a silent warning to tread carefully. Though, he had simply rolled his eyes at her and huffed with annoyance, choosing to ignore her.

"Draco, the Sorting hat has a magical binding contract between the students and the school. Now, once he has sorted you into your house your name is bound to that house, that is done so the paintings and ghosts know you are a part of their house, that and if you have the password they usually let you in, but it is their recognition of you, not just the password that allows them to let you pass into the Common rooms." Snape began to explain to the students, he could see their confusion still and honestly he wasn't sure how to get them to understand what was going on, he knew he should just come out and say it, but he didn't want them to think he thought they were dim-witted, which was not always the case, sometimes they had their smart moments, just not always in his classroom, unfortunately. Severus was very thankful when Dumbledore took control of the situation, allowing him to breathe a gentle sigh of relief.

"Draco, have you experienced any kind of difficulty trying to gain access to the Slytherin Common rooms? Or anything dealing with Slytherin access in general? I know there are places on, and in, the school that only permit certain people from certain houses to enter, password or not." Dumbledore asked the boy in wonder, but he knew the answer already, but he was asking to gain more insight as to other things, many things Draco had questions where he would have answers and vise-versa.

"Yes, but that doesn't mean anything, I've always had difficulty getting into the Common room, why? I'm sorry, Professor, I still don't understand what's going on." They all understood his concern, as of the last month of school, the sorting hat had been singing random chants that they have never heard before and the Hat was not giving them any answers, leaving them with so many unanswered questions and more continued to come to their minds as it had gone. But they were not realizing that Draco was beginning to fear he had done something to result in his expulsion, because you don't regain access to your house once you've been expelled, it was either expulsion or his father was removing him from Hogwarts to send him elsewhere.

His fear heightened when every adult in the room took a heavy breath in and sighed, "Draco, your name has somehow vanished from our Slytherin records, as if you had never been sorted your first year. As a result of this strange event, the Sorting Hat has, as we continue to say, been acting very strange over the last month or so, at least it has been going on as of a month since we only noticed it. This also means you are an unsorted student attending Hogwarts, though thankfully you are passing very well, your mother and Emma are very proud you are doing so well. However, back to the topic at hand. No house is recognizing you as one of their occupancies, but fear not, we have a way of correcting this mishap, we have to Re-sort you into the proper house, if I am assuming correctly, that the Sorting Hat barely touched your head when he first sorted you, this is also a problem. You see, the Hat, to sort you properly, must be sat atop your head but you my dear boy, barely had it touch you when it called out Slytherin. Now, likely you will be re-sorted into Slytherin, however, there is a chance you may be put into a different house." Dumbledore was very careful when he informed the boy of the situation, he was calm and spoke slowly, not too slow as to give him the impression he thought the poor boy was dime, but to allow the words to sink in so they didn't have to repeat all of this.

Now everyone seemed to understand what was going on and why Lucius, McGonagall, Snape and Emma were present, and why Lucius was so upset. They all knew that ever since Draco had become close friends with 'the Golden Trio' he had been showing different characteristics, he had even told the three friends he really didn't care much for Slytherin, but he respected what the House stood for, the meaning behind Slytherin, Cunning, Ambition and much more. But the rest was just a cruel joke to him, pure bloods were very far and few, they had watered down their own blood by intermarriages as the centuries went on and it had weakened them, that was at least Draco's impression of it all. The four had felt instant relief when panic left them. Yet their confusion stayed for a while longer, they all knew, everyone in the room, that it was impossible to be 're-sorted'. Once you were sorted, no matter how fast or how slow, you belonged to that house indefinitely.

"Okay, so… Ho-how is this possible to happen?" again, it was a fair question, but they didn't have any answers for that.

They weren't going to lie to him though, "We don't know Draco… We have the very same question, but he isn't speaking to us. This has never happened before." McGonagall explained looking rather beside herself with worry and confusion, that was what caused the teens, and Emma, equal worry.

This was a lot to take in for everyone in Dumbledore's office. Still, it kind of did make sense in some way. With a sigh, shrug Draco walked towards the Headmaster, "Alright, let's get this over with then, I'm tired of having to walk in with someone's help just to get into my bed when I'm tired. Maybe afterwards the Hat can give us some answers when his mind is right again." Now they all liked the sound of that idea.

As Draco approached the chair, the Hat began to sing his song of Sorting, though he had instantly began a conversation once he was finished, "Ah, so I now see the person who has caused my sorting to become undone. Come now boy, so I may sort you and refinish my job." Draco could hear the Hat's irritation and annoyance, but Draco felt the same way. However, if he was going to talk now, Draco was going to get whatever answers he could get from the singing Hat, "I was a Slytherin, you sorted me yourself, obviously, my first year here. Why am I no longer recognized as a Slytherin Student?"

The Hat nodded to him, in understanding as well, "I remember you, Draco Malfoy. Your first year I sorted you into Slytherin, purely on purity of blood, name sake and the arrogance of your father, yes, hello Lucius, I know you're glaring but please, continue to glare, for I do not care. However, Draco, something has taken a turn of some sort and I do not understand what has happened any more than you annoying lot trying to press me for answers I cannot give, let alone think of myself. All I know is that you, Draco Malfoy, have become unsorted from the house of Slytherin. Now sit." That was that.

Draco sat in the chair. He was having a bit of a hard time not laughing at his Father's seething anger rolling from his very pores at what he Sorting Hat had said as the Hat began his sorting with glee. "From past to present, from present to future. A future of change and challenge. A fire to burn bright and strong within, talent, and cunning I still see, for a future to be which has now been changed, choose the right paths and so shall it be… I see the Lion guiding this one's mind, body and soul, no longer is this seed in the vice of the Serpent, but beside the Lion and watched by the Serpents great eyes. GRYFFINDOR! SO SHALL YOU BE! ... Now leave me to peace, I am restless."

This was a shocker, everyone stared, eyes wide and jaws nearly unhinged. Draco Malfoy had been unsorted then Re-sorted, from Slytherin to Gryffindor. Never had the Sorting Hat ever said anything like that before, about anyone, not even for Emma, nor Dumbledore or Tom Riddle. The Hat had gone further in shocking them all by admitting something they never thought they'd ever hear him say when he had looked to Severus and said his deepest regrets, "I have only ever made three mistakes in sorting, Severus Snape, one I was able to correct today, but one of the previous others I wish I could have changed, was when I put you into Slytherin yourself."

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