I'm going to start call betrothal contracts like the ones Harry has insurance contracts, as the who point of them is for a trusted friend to gain guardianship of a child until they become of age.
Sirius Black and Amelia Bones were sat facing each other as they had breakfast. "What time do we have to get the kids?" Sirius asked. More to break the silence than anything else.
"6:30 PM." Amelia answered. "Have you got anything special planned for Harry?"
"I'm going to be taking him to Gringotts with Cyrus and get a full audit as well as show him all my recent mail. I know Daphne's been teaching some of the basics, but there is some things about being a head of house she doesn't know yet. Also you know how it's tradition for a heir to be mentored by two heads."
"So your houses are aligned now?"
"Not officially, but we talked about setting up a insurance contract between Harry and his youngest using the Black position."
Amelia raised a brow. "And have you?"
Sirius shook his head. "No, first I'd have to blood adopt Harry to make his claim stick. Also things aren't that bad now. I've got everything ready for the ritual in case I die, but I'm mainly waiting on something before I decide if it should be done."
"What are you waiting on?"
"Where we go from here."
Amelia shot up at his answer. "Sirius... I can't... The organ rotting curse... James saved my life, but..." Amelia stopped and blinked away the tears welling in her eyes."Besides I don't think we can just go back to how things were. We're acting godparents now, everything's different."
"Not everything, but yeah, maybe we should start over. As for heir's. I know Lilly started looking at how to fix the issue and Andi's no slouch at potions either. Even if that doesn't work, we can always blood adopt."
"I think adoption would be best when Susan and Harry are older."
"We'll take our time Amy."
Meanwhile with Dumbledore.
He was once again sat in his office contemplating the actions of Sirius Black. He had been fairly quiet in the political field, but had been sent letter for him to announce, Sirius would be taking up his family seat at the next Wizardgamont session. Nothing surprising there. It was also unsurprising when Harry didn't put his name down for the list of students to be staying for the holidays. He had prepared for this and had Severus please seeds of doubt in his mind about, but Harry simply responded that was stay at Bones manner. Now that was surprising. But when he remembered the romance between Sirius and Amelia, he couldn't help but chuckle. Well played Black, well played.
It was important to respect your adversaries. They posed a threat for a reason.
On the Hogwarts express.
"This one look good." Harry commented to the group as he inspect a empty compartment. With him was; Daphne, Tracy, Lilith, Susan, Hannah, Su, Hermione and Neville.
"How are we all supposed to fit in there?" Hermione questioned.
Harry looked at Hermione with a grin. "Watch." Harry walked into the compartment and to the window. He withdrew his wand and placed in on the windowsill. Glowing runes emerged in response to Harry's magic. Harry took a step forward and the room stretched to compensate. He walked forward until there was two extra seats on each side, at which point Harry flicked his wand back into his wrist holster.
"How d- That not in Hogwarts a history!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Not everything is." Harry calmly answered. "Hogwarts is full of forgotten secrets and my father and his friends tried to find them all. Once they knew the mage-sight spell, the walk everywhere with it. They'd find passages and comeback at night to try and figure out how to enter them."
Everyone found a seat and a anxious Hermione spoke. "Can we look at our results now? I really want to see how I did." Harry and Neville chuckled. Hermione had been around them the most, so they knew this behavior was typical. Everyone took out their envelopes that were holding the results for the first semester. They had no lessons on the final week, but Hermione continued to study to try and take her mind off of the marking. "Okay, okay. On three. One. Two."
Su rolled her eyes and ripped her envelop open. Hermione looked affronted. Harry chuckled, used to Su's blunt personality. "Three." He commented before opening his own. The others began to follow his and Su's lead, with Hermione slowly joining them.
Harry pulled two pieces of folded parchment out of the envelope and open the first one.
Dear Mr Harry James Potter.
We would like to congratulate you on successfully completing your first semester at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.
We are delighted to tell you have achieved first place in your year for defense against the dark arts and Flying, second for transfiguration and fourth in chams. While your spell work is superb, you occasionally miss information in your written work bringing your overall rank down to fourth place.
You have shown yourself to be a promising student with a bright future ahead of yourself and we look forward to seeing how you develop in the future.
Yours sincerely.
Headmaster of Hogwarts.
Albus Dumbledore.
Harry was about to ask if anyone else got a letter when Hermione stretched. "SECOND!?" Well that answers that. "WHAT DOES HE MEAN LACK OF IMAGINATION!?" Harry began to read the other piece of parchment that held his results. "THEN WHO CAME FIRST!?"
The following results belong to Harry James Potter for his first semester of his first year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.
Signed: Albus D
Grading system.
(O) Outstanding
(E) Exceeds expectations
(A) Acceptable
(P) Poor
(D) Dreadful
(T) Troll
Defence against the dark arts: O
Charms: O
Transfiguration: O
Herbology: O
Potions: E
History of magic: E
Astronomy: P
Flying: O
Harry nodded his head, impressed with himself. "Nice." He commented.
The most of the train ride back to London was filled with comparing scores. Neville got the highest score in Herbology and came ninth over all. Hermione came first in History of magic, then second in Charms and Astronomy, then third in Potions and Transfiguration. Daphne came third as she came first in potions, then second in Herbology and History of magic. Su came third in Defence against the dark arts and came ninth over all.
"We need study more." Hermione thought out loud.
"Why?" Harry questioned.
"Because we were betten!" Hermione shot back.
"So?" Harry shrugged. Hermione looked aghast. "Can't be the best at everything. Trying is just stupid."
"So what!? Your just going to stop studying!?" Hermione accused as she tried to glare at Harry so hard she board into his skull.
"Of course not, I like beating others at what I'm good at, but I'm going to go nuts trying to beat everyone!" Harry shot back with a glare.
"You need to relax Hermione. Not everything you need to know about the magical world is taught at Hogwarts anyway." Susan mentioned.
"Like what!?" Hermione panicked.
Neville: "Etticate."
Daphne: "Business management."
Hannah: "Dancing."
Susan: "General laws."
Harry: "Contracts." Harry glanced at Daphne and Sussan.
Hannah: "Traditions"
Tracey: "How to set up your own vault at Gringotts."
Lillan: "The importance of some families."
Su: "Rituals."
Hermione gapped in shock, before she placed her hands on the sides of her head and looked down to her lap. "I have so much to learn."
"You're telling me." Harry complained. The rest of group laughed.
"You've got it easy Hermione, Harry going to be the head of one of the most prominent families in wizarding history." Neville chuckled.
"Really!?" Hermione awed.
Harry shrugged. "Turns out." He then began to frown. "But thanks to Dumbledore, I'm years behind where I should be."
"It's more experience than anything. With how observant you are it shouldn't take you to long to catch up." Daphne soothed him.
"I'm sure Dumbledore has a perfectly good explanation." Hermione argued.
"I'd sure as hell like to know what it is." Harry grumbled.
"Maybe nowhere else was safe." Hermione suggested.
"He could have hidden me under a different name. Kept me at Hogwarts. Both the Bones and the Longbottom families have been allies with the Potters for generations and their homes have some of the best wards out their." Harry answered.
"Even then, it's extremely important for Harry to learn about becoming head of his house." Neville mentioned. "There is no good reason for Dumbledore to overlook that."
"He must have!" Hermione stretched.
"Then could you tell me what it is!?"Harry growled.
Hermione opened her mouth to respond but no noise came out. She scowled at Harry as she crossed her arms and leaned back into her seat. Harry just rolled his eyes and changed the topic. "So who's going to be going to the new years ball?"
"Well you know I'm going to be there." Susan grinned. Harry had Daphne teach him to dance for Susan's birthday. According to the girls he had gotten pretty good. It would also be their first public appearance after Amela and Sirius activate their marriage contract.
"I'll be there." Hannah announced.
"I'll be going with Gran." Neville mentioned.
"You'll be meeting my sister there." Daphne declared.
"Me and Lilith will be staying at the orphanage." Tracey answered.
"I might be going, but I'm not sure." Su spoke up.
"What's this New years ball your all on about?" Hermione asked. Her curiosity had quickly broken her from her mood.
"The ministry holds a ball in the atrium every year. All ministry workers and their families are invited, as well as some reporters, famous business owners and celebrities." Daphne answered.
"Most of the typical ministry works who aren't aurors don't go, so it's basically a who's who of the British wizarding world." Susan tacked on.
"It's good place to discuss alliances and partnerships." Daphne mentioned before sighing. "Sadly Malfoy and his lot will be their too."
The rest of the train ride to the station was uneventful as the group passed the time with snacks, games and small talk, mostly Hermione trying to figure out who beat her.
Upon arriving at the station as everyone said goodbye to one another, promising to share a compartment when the holiday was over. On the way out, Su whispered into his ear. "It was Padma who beat Hermione. Don't tell her."
Harry snorted as he contained hid laughter. "Now why would I do that to poor Padma? Hermione would maul her." Harry grinned.
Harry, Daphne, Susan and Neville all looked for their respective guardians, but only found Sirius. Noticing the looks on the groups faces he gestured for them to approach him. "Hey everyone!" He grinned.
"Hey Sirius. Where are the others?" Harry responded for the quartet.
"We're all meeting at Bones Manner, so I was sent to get you." Sirius then took out piece of rope. "Grab on." Once everyone was holding on Sirius spoke up. "Bend your knees." In a instant the portkey took them to the entrance of Bones manner. Sirius and Daphne managed to strike the landing. Susan managed to keep her balance. Harry stumbled backpedaled into a wall. And Neville just collapsed onto the floor. "Close enough." Sirius shrugged. "Leave your luggage for the elves. Everyone's waiting in the lounge."
The four followed Sirius into the lounge where everyone was waiting. Andromeda approached Harry and knelt down to his level. "Okay Harry, everyone is here like you asked." Andromedia spoke in the same motherly tone she used with Nymphadora when something was wrong. Over their sessions Andromeda found that this approach worked best with Harry. Due to the severe lack of a maternal figure in his life, Harry had quickly latched on to the idea of Andromeda fulfilling that roll. Andromeda was aware of how Harry saw her and was flattered. "Don't feel like you have to rush yourself. Okay?" Harry nodded and Andromeda smiled. "Why don't we all sit down?" Everyone took the hint and Harry found himself sat between Andromeda and Sirius. "Whenever your ready."
With a deep breath Harry began. "Some of you might know that my so called uncle disappeared when I was Seven."
Both Alastor and Amelia nodded, and Tonks spoke up. "Yeah, what about it?" She asked, already having a feeling of where this was going.
"The truth is..." Harry sighed. "The truth is I killed him." Harry looked down to his lap as gasps filled the room.
Andromeda laid her hand on his shoulder and Harry looked up to her. "What happened?" Her voice only showed a neutral curiosity. She didn't look at him horrified, or disappointed, or any other negative emotion.
"When I was seven, I was being chased by my cousin and his friends because they decided to play Harry hunting." Harry's voice dry and emotionless. "I was running and next thing I knew was on the roof of the school. My so called family wasn't impressed. Vernon whipped me with his belt when I got back. Petunia panicked when she saw my back. She was worried that they would be arrested. I overheard and threatened to go to the police. Their basically muggle aurors. Or a teacher. I started blackmailing them into giving me better clothes and more food, as well as my cousins second bedroom instead of the cupboard under the stairs." Harry snorted. "Not like I spent much time in the house afterwards. I usually wet to the public library during my free time. About a week after this began, I was making myself some salad for a sandwich when Vernon threw on the floor and started strangling me." There was more gasps and someone sounded like they were going to cry. "I was still holding the vegetable knife and I stabbed him in the to arm to make him let go. But he didn't, so I stabbed him again. And again. And again. And again. But this time when I did he was set on fire. The fire was white. He final let go of me and started screaming. He turned to ash in a minute. Petunia got rid of the ashes and reported him missing. She also told me I was a wizard." Time passed as until they realised Harry had finished his story, at which point a teary eyed Susan launched herself at Harry and wrapped her arms around him.
"I'm sorry Harry. I'm so sorry you had to go through that." Susan whept.
Harry held the crying witch in a attempt to comfort her. "Don't be it's not your fault."
"Harry." Andromeda gently called. Harry looked up to and saw she looked at him with compassion. "Do you scars on your back from the whipping?" Harry nodded. "I can get you a cream which will help get rid of them if you want?"
Harry nodded again at the offer. "Please." Came his strangled reply.
One by one the others in the room gave Harry their support. None of them thought any less of him for what he had done.
Soon with Dumbledore.
Dumbledore pulled himself out of the memory that Hermione had given him of the train ride to London. Leaning on the pensive, he had found a piece of vital information. Harry Potter had insurance contracts to both Daphne Greengrass and Susan Bones. This was concerning, but there was nothing he could do about it. After half an hour contemplating, Dumbledore decided it was bes to leave it be. If he acted before he would reveal his spy for nothing. To act afterwards would be fruitless and leave him open to criticism.
It was only a minor set back anyway. They would come to him when Voldemort inevitably returned. It was only a matter of time.
A few days later at Gringotts.
Sirius Black, Cyrus Greengrass and Harry Potter walked into the bank. Most of the witches and wizards were looking at them. There was no way this wasn't getting to Skeeter, but Sirius would deal with her later.
Cyrus approached one of the available tellers and spoke. "Lords Greengrass, Black and Heir Potter to see high accountant Bloodfang."
The goblin nodded and called over one the younger goblins in gobbledygook. "Follow me please." The goblin spoke. With a nod, the trio followed the goblin into the depths of the bank.
After a short walk to the appropriate office , the room held a battle axe on the wall, multiple filing cabinets, a desk with a older looking goblin behind it and three chairs before it.
"Greetings Lords and Heir." The goblin called as it placed its fist above its heart.
"Greetings Senior accountant." Sirius responded as the trio repeated the gesture. "Do you have the forms ready?"
"Of course. Time is money." Bloodfang answered as he gestured to the stack of parchment on his desk.
"Them let us begin." Sirius responded before the three wizards found their seats. Sirius sat on the left, with Harry in the middle and Cyrus on the right.
"First of all the reconstruction of Potter Manor that was paid for by the late Lord James Potter is complete, including the repairing and improving the wards. The head elf is just waiting on your word to begin redecorating." Bloodfang handed Harry a piece of parchment with the specifications of the Manor and the land around it, as well as the name of the head elf. Mipsy.
Sirius placed his hand on Harry's arm and gently lowered it. "We'll handle that when were back at the Manor Pup." He called. Harry merely nodded. Feeling to overwhelmed to talk.
"These are the business forms yourself and Lord Greengrass requested, Lord Black." Sirius nodded and read each piece of parchment before signing and Cyrus did the same. Once they were done, Bloodfang made two copies of each form and handed a copy to each Lord and kept the originals.
"And here is the copy of the Marriage contract from your personal vault you asked for, Lord Greengrass." Bloodfang mentioned while handing him a envelope.
"Thank you High accountant Bloodfang. May your goldflow and your blade be sharp."
"And the same to you, Lords and Heir." With that the three wizards left.
Soon at Bones Manor.
Sirius, Cyrus and Harry were in the lord's study, which Sirius was currently using as his base of operations. The copy of Harry and Daphne's marriage contract was laid on the desk before them. Everyday over the holiday's Sirius (and sometimes Cyrus when he had the time.) Would take Harry for a few hours to help him catch up on what he needed to know as a future lord and answer any questions he had about the wizarding world. Today they were going over marriage contracts. They had gone over the basics and now he was being shown some examples.
"Alright pup, this a more advanced version of the standard socially acceptable marriage contract." Sirius announced.
"It's more advanced due to it involving the family business." Cyrus answers Harry's question as he takes one of the pieces of parchment from the contract that was filled with clauses for the business.
"I thought this was basically just a cover to adopt one of us?" Harry mentioned with a confused expression.
"It is." Sirius answered, knowing what his next question would be.
"Then why is it so detailed?"
"Three reasons. Firstly: It's good practice. A contract such as this would be needed seeing Daphne is the heiress of such a old house and family business. Secondly: If you two ever did decide to marry, then all of forms are already done. You were supposed to grow up together. And finally: In case you actually had to."
"What!?" Came Harry's alarmed response.
"Remember Harry, insurance contracts were made for worse case scenarios and sometimes the contract alone will not be enough protection. Or a arranged marriage law could come into effect. Again, why you are supposed to be raised with those you have a contact with, so even if you don't love each other, you'll at least be comfortable enough with each other to get along." Cyrus mentioned. "Any questions?"
Harry pointed to the first line. "This contract is for the union of Harry James Potter and Daphne Isabel Greengrass for the position of Lady Peverell." "Why does it say Peverell instead of Potter?" He asked.
"Oh right. The reason for that is the contract you have with Susan is for the position of Lady Potter since that contract was drawn up first and you can't have two contracts for the same position. The Peverell line died out when the last of them married into the Potters. Making you the Peverell Heir as well, so your parents could make a contract to restart the family. If this was to happen yours and Daphne's first born son's last name would be Peverell instead of Potter. Reviving a line is a very slow and complicated process so it doesn't happen often, but it can still be done." Sirius answered. "Any more questions?"
Harry shook his head. "No that's everything."
Cyrus nodded picked up the copy of the contract and threw it into the fire. "I don't want that getting out unless it absolutely has to." He commented.
"You can find out a lot about a person by the how the write, especially when it comes to marriage contracts." Sirius began as brought a stack of parchment from the edge of the desk in front of them. "These are requests I've received to marry you for the position of the future Lady Black." He then took the one from the top. "Now this one is from the Parkinsons, take a look." Sirius then pointed to the third paragraph that he had circled.
"My daughter Pansy currently has no betrothal contract in effect and is available to take the position of Lady Black by marrying your heir if you so wish. All I ask for in return is 6000 gallons and for their second son to be the Parkinson heir. My daughter is in the same year and house as your heir, so they will easily be able to become familiar with one another. It would be a great honor for her to provide heirs for both of our houses. Please let me know."
"Is six-thousand what's usually paid?" Harry asked as he remembered that was the set bride piece in his and Daphne's contract.
"It's usually between five-thousand to six-thousand depending on how well they do at Hogwarts. But most of them will become wall flowers, so it doesn't really matter to be honest." Sirius answered.
"Your parents offered so much because it was agreed to be paid on the day of the wedding, and to show our houses are close. James and Sirius would come to me for any potions or ingredients they wanted fast or cheap. We weren't as close as Lilly and Samantha were, but they didn't target me." Cyrus mentioned.
"Now I want you to think back to your contract with Daphne. Remember all the clauses that allowed Daphne the retain the right to certain thing such as being able to work, have her money and being able to say no?"
"Yeah?" Harry answered with a confused look.
"Can find anything that indicates those same clauses would be in a contract between you and her?" Sirius continued.
Harry's eyes widened before his eyes shot back to the letter. "No." Came Harry's stunned answer. "So all he cares for is money?"
"More that the Parkinsons have a heir, but yeah, he wants as much as he can get for her hand." Cyrus answered.
"Now were going to look through these offers and see if you can put together what they want and how someone can manipulate them." Sirius announced before taking the next sheet off of the pile.
New years eve.
"Ready Pup?" Sirius asked as they waited for their dates by the floo. He was wearing midnight blue dress robes with a silver embroilment of the house of Black family crest.
"As ready as I'll ever be." Harry answered. He was wearing similar robes. only in forest green and with a gold embroilment of Potter family crest.
Amelia and Susan soon entered the room wearing dresses the same colour as their dates with the Bones family crest.
"As lovely as always Amy?" Sirius grinned.
Amelia smiled at the complement. "And you have recovered from your stay quite well Sirius." She replied.
When the girls approached, Susan spoke up. "Do I look good?" She asked shyly.
"Beautiful." Was Harry's awed answer.
Susan's face became redder than her hair. "Thanks, you look good too."
It was now Harry's turn to blush while their guardians looked on with amused smiles.
Sirius threw the powder in the floo and called out their destination. "Ministry of Magic!" Sirius looked to Amelia. "Shall we?" He asked as he offered her his arm. Amelia accepted the offer and the stepped through.
Harry offered his arm to Susan. "I get the feeling, I'm going to hate tonight." He commented.
Susan accepted his offer and shrugged shrugged. "Probably." Susan threw more powder into the flew and called out their destination. The pair managed to keep their balance when they came out the other side, thanks to practicing going from the houses main floo to the one in the lords study and back.
The moment the they stepped through, they were greeted by the flashing of cameras. Both Harry and Susan struggled to keep a neutral expression.
"Mister Potter over here!"
"Mister Potter! What are your thoughts on the marriage contract that your parents set up for you!?"
"That got out quick." Harry thought to himself. Amelia had only handed it in that afternoon.
"Miss Bones! How does it feel to be engaged to The-Boy-Who-Lived?"
The press reworded and repeated these lines over and over in the space of time it took them to reach the atrium. Sirius and Amelia were already at end, waiting for them to make through the paparazzi crucible. "Have fun?" Sirius asked with a smile.
Harry gave him a look that said: "What do you think?"
"Welp, let's get to our table." Sirius continued, before leading the group away from the entrance.
"Joy." Harry muttered before following.
They would be sitting with the Malfoy's due to Narcissa and Sirius being cousins. When they reached the table they found that the Malfoys were already there. Sirius stepped forward to handle introductions. "Lord Malfoy, Narcissa I'd like you to meet my girlfriend, Amelia Bones. My Godson, Harry Potter. And last but not least, Susan Bones, Amelia's niece and Harry's Betrothed." Each of them wear smiling, as Sirius had taught them nothing annoys your enemy more the seeing you smile. judging by how Draco was scowling at them it was working.
"It is pleasure to meet you all." Lucius responded in cold tone that showed how much he was lying. "Of course you already know my wife Narcissa, this is our son Draco and his date Pansy Parkinson."
Once the greetings were out of the, Sirius and Harry pulled out the seat for their respective dates before sitting down themselves. Sirius and Andromeda had drilled Harry on the meaning and importance of small gestures. Harry was sat between Pansy and Susan, while Sirius sat between Narcissa and Amelia.
"So you're betrothed are you Potter?" Draco sneared.
"Yes I am Heir Malfoy. What of it?" Harry's tone and expression was so frigid that Pansy shivered as she sat in the middle of the two. Her father was less than pleased that she attempted to attack Harry and was instructed her not to follow Malfoy's orders that would damage relations with the Potter heir, unless they actually became betrothed.
Harry's response had stopped Draco dead in its tracks. If he was to insult them, it could result in his family being decimated by Houses Potter, Bones and Black. Literally if they did it right. Draco looked to Lucius for guidance but was only greeted with a disapproving scowl. Draco soon looked back to Harry who was still giving him a cold gaze. I-I just want-ted to congratulate you both.
Harry's expression relaxed but was still emotionless. "Thank you, Heir Malfoy." Harry responded before looking away. It wasn't long before Fudge made his opening speech, followed by food, followed by dancing.
Both Harry and Neville danced with every girl from their group present, which was everyone but Hermione and Su. Harry caught Draco scowling as he watched Daphne dance with Anthony Goldstein. Harry noticed that Pansy was also scowling. Now that Harry thought about it, he hadn't seen the pair share a dance together. Harry had a Marauder worthy grin on his face. Sirius and Amelia notice the grin and notified the senior Greengrass they were dancing with. Harry walked over to Pansy blissfully unaware of his audience. "Heiress Parkinson." Harry called, causing both Pansy and Draco to jump.
"Yes, Heir Potter?" Pansy asked politely.
Harry offer her his hand. "May I have this dance?" He smiled.
Pansy didn't take long to place her hand in his. "You may."
Harry smile grew and Pansy fought down a blush and a smile. A few onlookers watched as Harry effectively stole Draco's date as he lead her to the dance floor. As they began to dance, Harry noticed that Draco was now scowling at the pair. Harry looked back to Pansy with a grin. "I don't think dear Draco is happy with us." He commented.
"Good." Pansy scowled.
"Your smile is more attractive than your scowl you know?" Harry questioned.
Pansy's scowl deepened. "What's it to you Potter? We both know you'll never accept my father's offer for my hand." She spat. "Not like I'm willing to marry a half-blood."
Harry rolled his eyes at Pansy's comment. "Perhaps I don't, but your admirer will. Don't worry, he's pureblood. As far as I know."
"Who?" Pansy asked.
"I'll show you." Harry answered with a smile. "After this dance."
"Fine." Was Pansy's sharp response.
After the dance, Harry bowed to Pansy and she gave a curtsy in return. Harry then lead her over to Theodore Nott who had just finished dancing with Padma Patil. "How about we swap partners, Heir Nott?" Harry asked.
"Of course Heir Potter." Theo replied with a smile to Pansy who smiled back.
Once the next song began Harry began to lead Padma away before speaking. "Congratulations on coming first this term Miss Patil."
Padma blushed at the praise. "Thank you Heir Potter. How did you know?"
"Su told me. Don't worry we didn't tell Hermione. Now I believe there is something you want to ask me. I have seen you looking at me, while biting your bottom lip for quite some time." Harry answered. Padma blushed again and look to the floor.
"It's embarrassing." Padma murmured.
"I doubt that." Harry responded softly.
Padma was quite for a little longer, before speaking up. "Can we be friends?"
"Of course." Harry answered with a smile.
"It's just that I only hand around my sister who I'm not that close to and Su but that might be because we're both imi- What, really?" Padma cut off her rant in surprise.
"Of course. And Su hangs around you because she likes that you don't bother her about being from another country." Harry responded.
"Oh."
"And by the way. My friends call me Harry." He smiled.
"And mine call me Padma." She smiled back.
"As much as I like seeing try to pick up every witch here, we need to get going Pup." Sirius butts in. He watched with amusement as they both blushed.
"See you on the train Padma." Harry spoke before kissing her knuckle.
"Bye." Came Padma's breathless reply.
As Sirius and Harry began to walk away, Sirius began to chuckle to himself.
"Ass." Harry responded.
Soon in the Department of mysteries.
Harry, Susan, Sirius and Amelia walked out of the lift and were greeted by unspeakable Croaker, who had been "brought into our little circle". As Amelia said.
Croaker guided the group to the hall of prophecies where they found the one with Harry's name on it. "Go ahead Mister Potter. Pick it up and tap it with your wand." Croaker spoke up.
Harry did as requested and the memory began to play. "One with the power to vanquish the dark lord approaches ...
Didn't do christmas because everyone dose.
Recently seen Crimes of Grindelwald. I'd say it's a 7/10. Without giving anything away, I'd say they broke a lot of their own rules for the sake of spectacle and some bits felt a bit forced. But it has a great soundtrack and Leta Lestrange and Grindelwald were very well written and portrayed. I just have a few questions on certain things.