Hogwarts Library - 1:30PM
After his study session with Blaise and Theo and a hearty lunch in the Great Hall, Harry (along with a begrudging Theo) made his way into the Library looking for Hermione and Neville. He found them seated at a large table near a window, along with several other Gryffindors clustered adoringly around Hermione. Turning to Theo, Harry asked if the boy would like to join them. Theo had looked at the table, made eye contact with Hermione, before whispering a hurried "no" and all but running out of the Library.
Staring at Theo's back, Harry sadly shook his head and walked over to the table, politely introducing himself to the assembled Gryffindors: Lavender Brown, Cormac McLaggen, Parvati Patil, and Dean Thomas. Harry noted - with some amusement - that Cormac shamelessly stared dreamily in Hermione's direction, much to her blushing discomfort.
"I must say, I didn't expect this many people. I thought it was just three of us."
"Let's just say Hermione's popularity has skyrocketed in the last few hours," said Parvati smugly.
"Oh yes, she is amazing!" Cormac said enthusiastically, causing Hermione to blush once more.
"Oh stop it you two!" said Hermione embarrassedly. "Now that the adrenaline's worn off, I feel quite embarrassed about the whole thing!"
"Well don't be!" said Neville. "You were incredible! That was what Gryffindor bravery is supposed to be about, not acting like ... like a braying ass." The other Gryffs laughed at that, until an irritable Madame Pince loudly shushed them all.
"What is this? Was it calling Jim out in Potions?" asked Harry.
"Oh, that was just the start. At some point, Harry, I'm going to borrow my Gran's pensieve just so you can watch the memory, because I'm going to treasure it forever," said Neville. "It all happened like this..." And so, Neville - with occasional interjections from the other assembled Gryffs - told the incredible tale of Hermione's epic telling off of Jim, all as the girl in question blushed profusely. Harry (quietly) laughed uproariously, though he did give Hermione a curious look when Neville iterated how Hermione had called Jim the Wrong-Boy-Who-Lived.
"I hope you won't think it forward of me, Hermione, but will you marry me?" Harry, Neville and the other children laughed (though Cormac shot Harry a mild glare) while Hermione blushed once more, but with a smile. Then, they set to work. For the first thirty minutes, Hermione led a review of their Transfiguration homework. Everyone had been impressed when she'd accomplished the feat of transfiguring her matchstick into a needle on the first day, on her third try no less! She'd patiently explained her thought processes as they applied to McGonagall's methods (specifically the visualization aspect) and several of the others quickly made the same cognitive leap. Harry was able to transfigure a matchstick as well as Hermione after just a few minutes, while all the others save Neville made significant improvement. The boy was somewhat dejected by that, as Hermione was certain his wand movements were correct, but he was still unable to do more than make the matchstick a little silvery in hue. Hermione remarked that they would be reviewing the Matchbox spell during their next session.
Shaking off his frustration, Neville took over the session next, answering everyone's Herbology questions with ease. Then came Harry, who led the discussion for Defense Against the Dark Arts, patiently reviewing the movements for the Impediment and Knockback Jinxes, and their useful Defense applications. He was able to demonstrate the movements, lightly knocking back Parvati and successfully causing Cormac to lurch forward in his chair. Harry and Hermione jointly covered Charms, both already well-versed with the First Year spells (and in Harry's case, some of the Second Year spells). And then (to Hermione's surprise) Lavender Brown led the discussion on Potions. In spite of her apparent flighty personality, she was descended from a long line of Potions Masters and Mistresses in the Noble Brown Family, whom currently held various patents on several cosmetics-related potions (a few hair-care patents co-owned with Severus Snape), as well as the valuable European concession on some Asian hair-care product called Sleekeazy.
After two grueling hours covering most of the First Year curriculum, the group broke up, but everyone seemed interested in continuing to meet again on Tuesdays and Fridays for the foreseeable future. Harry, Neville, and Hermione stayed behind to quietly chat after the others had left.
"That went rather well!" said Hermione, eyes bright with pride and excitement. "Do you think this group is the right size? Or should we try to add anyone else?"
"We can go a little bigger if we have the right people," said Harry. "Anthony Goldstein is very adept in Astronomy, his father is apparently a Muggle Astronomy Professor. There's a Hufflepuff named Justin Finch-Fletchley who is fascinated with wizarding history and miraculously stays awake in Binn's classes. I'd also like to add Susan Bones, but that's more so for networking reasons, so don't think you have to let her in just to appease my evil Slytherin ways." He wiggled his eyebrows, causing the other two to laugh.
"So no Slytherins to add then? And I guess I should ask – is it going to cause problems for you to study with us?"
He shook his head. "I'm the son of an Ancient and Noble House, the oath-sworn godson of a Lord of another Ancient and Noble House, and de facto nephew of another Lord of an Ancient and Noble House. I'm in an open and wonderfully antagonistic relationship with the Boy-Who-Lived and our father, and have just now used the very laws of our House and government to yank their would-be leashes." He wagged his eyebrows again, causing Neville and Hermione to snicker. "And I've been cultivating a reputation as a quasi-eccentric yet dashing loner. It shouldn't be a problem. But yes, it's unlikely any other Slytherins will join us. At least not unless we start trouncing them in class work."
Hermione hesitated before asking. "Is ... is it because a ... a Mudblood is leading the group?" She whispered the offensive word, looking distinctly uncomfortable.
Harry sighed. "Well, I would not use that word, but yes, that is more than likely why. There aren't any Muggleborns in Slytherin at all, not unless one of the Halfbloods is running a spectacular bluff. There are two Halfbloods in our year besides myself – Tracey Davis and Millicent Bulstrode – along with Daphne Greengrass, a Pureblood whose family never served You-Know-Who and who occasionally ally with my Uncle Tom and Uncle Severus in the Wizengamot. However, I don't think any of them will risk alienating the older Purebloods, many of whom are openly and rather proudly bigoted." Harry made a keenly disgusted face. "And, to be blunt about it, yes, Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkington would probably call you a Mudblood to your face if no teachers were around. Crabbe and Goyle are basically appendages to Malfoy and will follow his lead. And honestly, I haven't a clue about Blaise Zabini. He really just… floats around the collective social periphery, not unlike a ninja."
"What's a ninja?" asked a perplexed Neville.
Harry started to answer and then paused looking equally perplexed. "You know, it's funny, but I actually have no idea how to explain ninjas to someone who's neither seen a Muggle movie nor television show! Let's just say a very mysterious and very sneaky person, and leave it at that." Harry cheekily winked at Neville, who chuckled in agreement.
"And Nott?" asked Hermione. "I saw your exchange with him before you came over. When he looked at me, he didn't seem ... hateful. More like… sad and.. resigned than anything else."
"Theo's ... a special case. I'm still working on him." He hesitated. "I don't want to start any unfounded rumors, so I'd appreciate it if you keep this to yourself. But I'm afraid that if it got back to Theo's father that he'd been hanging out with Muggleborns, Halfbloods, and 'blood traitors,'" Harry made air quotes around those words, "he might face... physical consequences."
Neville shook his head while Hermione gasped, eyes wide in shock. "Surely not! I thought the heirs of Pureblood families were protected from things like that. Especially because they're males!"
"Presumptive Heirs, Hermione," replied Neville. "Nott has an older brother at Durmstrang. That means Theo's not the Heir Presumptive, so he doesn't really have much protection from his father. I can sympathize." The boy hesitated and looked slightly pained. "I've never told anyone this, but when I was younger, my great-uncle Algie ... sort of ... tried to kill me. Twice."
Harry's eyes goggled at that, while Hermione looked appalled. "I- I remember you saying at the Welcoming Feast that when you were eight, your uncle 'accidentally' dropped you out of a window, and you… bounced." she said.
"Yeah, I bounced," he said somewhat bitterly. "And before that, there was that time 'accidentally' he knocked me off Blackpool Pier. I nearly drowned before he fished me out. Officially... well, officially, they were both 'accidents'. Unofficially, it was understood that he was trying to scare me into using accidental magic." Harry and Hermione exchanged a very concerned glance, both outraged at what they were hearing. "I told that story at the Feast because everyone was telling amusing tales about how they found out they were magical, and… well.. I got nervous and told the only one I had. But I've always wondered about it because as it turns out, if I'd actually died, Uncle Algie would have immediately become Regent as the next eligible male heir in the Longbottom line, with his eldest son becoming Lord Longbottom and inheriting the entire estate."
"Wait a minute, I thought your grandmother was House Longbottom's Regent?" asked Harry perplexedly.
"She is solely because she has custody of me from my, um, parents. Per House Longbottom's charter, since I am Heir Presumptive and she's my immediate next of kin, she acts as Regent in my stead. If I'd died, there'd be no more custody and therefore no more Regency."
"And no one considered prosecuting your Uncle Algie for attempted murder? Especially your Grandmother?" asked Hermione, her expression outraged.
"What's to prosecute? It's basically legal to deliberately endanger a child from a Wizengamot family if it's for purposes of provoking accidental magic, provided there's been no sign of it before and the child's at least four years old." He hesitated. "Sometimes, I wonder if that's why my magic is so weak. My parents were both powerful wizards, but I almost never had accidental magic and, well, I'm struggling in all my wand-magic classes. I wonder if there was some trauma related to what he did to me that stunted my magical development." He looked downwards in shame while Hermione placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"That's awful!" she exclaimed, earning another hiss of quiet from Madam Pince. Hermione continued in a whisper, "Do you mean to tell me I've entered a culture where it's perfectly acceptable to endanger children just to make them demonstrate magic? That's totally barbaric!" Harry winced before answering.
"Well… to be fair, there is a Wizarding Child Services department in the Ministry that looks after the health and welfare of Muggleborn, Halfbloods, and even Purebloods of 'lesser' families. My uncle Tom's charity - The Magical Youth Liaison Program - routinely works with them to provide the financial support and other resource needs to facilitate the support of these children during their Hogwarts and post-Hogwarts journey. It allows them to be better integrated in magical society, having a better chance of staying in Wizarding England and making a fairly decent life for themselves. Unfortunately, both Child Services and The Program are barred by law from questioning the treatment of children who are from Wizengamot families, especially those who aren't established as Heirs Presumptive, which, as Potter Son Number 2, I've never been." Harry paused to shrug, and Neville used that as a chance to respond.
"Harry's right. From what I can tell, I was kind of an unusual case because most wizarding children show some sign of magic in early childhood. Anyway, our system of government depends on keeping as many Wizengamot seats filled as possible, especially Ancient and Noble seats. As far as the law is concerned, if I'd been a squib, it would have been better for me to have died young so that the Longbottom seat could more quickly pass to an actual wizard. Honestly Hermione, you as a Muggleborn have a lot more legal protections than Theodore Nott. He could be kicked out onto the street tomorrow or worse on his father's whim." He shivered at the possibility while Hermione gawked in shock.
"And that's the main reason why my mum decided to divorce my dad so she could have custody of me. If you recall James Potter's ghastly Howler, there was a point in time when baby-me was a squib, and my father wanted to send me away to my mum's Muggle sister, who is also a magic-hating religious zealot. While he would have been well within his legal right to do so" his expression darkened significantly, "I would have suffered a very terrible fate, and that's barring my continued survival." Hermione paled, nodding in understanding. Turning to Neville, Harry said, "And not to change the subject, but you seem very well-informed about Theo's home life."
"I can make some educated guesses." Neville looked around the Library to make sure they were not being observed, before whispering to his curious friends. "Last summer, Gran made me study files she'd had drawn up on all the children I'd be at Hogwarts with whose parents were either known or suspected Death Eaters. She has a personal grudge against the Malfoys for what the Lestranges did to my parents, but as far as specific crimes, Lucius Malfoy wasn't even that bad. He was accused of bribery, financially supporting a terrorist group, and misdemeanor Muggle-baiting. If he did become a Death Eater by his own free will instead of under the Imperius Curse, then he probably murdered at least one Muggle. However, that's basically unprovable, especially since he's been legally acquitted by the Wizengamot. He's definitely an arrogant bigoted snob, but compared to most suspected Death Eaters, he's relatively harmless."
Neville leaned forward intently. "Tiberius Nott, on the other hand, was accused of all that plus murdering a dozen Muggleborns and Merlin knows how many Muggles. The killings usually were, well, extremely violent, and he had a penchant for Muggle women, girls too." Harry and Hermione blanched as Neville swallowed down his disgust. "Gran called him a degenerate psychopath and said he was probably the worst Death Eater to not get put into Azkaban."
"Why on Earth wasn't he if he was that bad?" hissed an astonished Hermione, her eyes blown wide.
"Well, you can thank Berith Selwyn for that. He's the former Heir to House Selwyn, and was convicted of being a Death Eater sometime in 1981. He'd claimed that he'd willingly been a Death Eater, and that he'd placed several members of House Selwyn and their Vassals, along with House Malfoy and its Vassals under the Imperius to act in the Dark Lord's stead. After his confession and conviction, Berith took his own life in a Ministry holding cell before he could even be transferred to Azkaban. His trial transcripts are still sealed - thanks to House Selwyn being an Ancient and Noble House - but all the info I just told you is available in press releases. Gran figures Berith knew he was done for, so he took the blame for all the suspected Death Eaters who hadn't been caught red-handed."
"Is it possible to see those press accounts?" asked Harry.
Hermione pointed across the room to an upper floor. "They've got bound copies of The Prophet dating back decades at least."
Harry nodded. That would be something else to add to his studies, and that he'd definitely be asking his mum and uncles about the Death Eater trials and Berith Selwyn's actual involvement.
"You know, Neville, if you're really worried that there's some kind of childhood trauma that might be limiting your magic, you should go see Madame Pomfrey. According to Professor Snape, he supplies her with health-related potions to administer to students who are in need, like Nutrient Potions and the like. Perhaps whatever may be the cause of your… predicament may be correctable. It's definitely worth asking."
"I'll ... think about it. Thanks."
After some more discussion of school matters, the trio separated, with Hermione and Neville headed back to their dorm and Harry to the back issues of The Prophet, starting with the volume for 1981. The results were unenlightening. You-Know-Who's apparent death was front page on November 1st of 1981, and two days later, the paper officially attributed his demise to "Jim Potter, The Boy-Who-Lived" even though there were no actual first hand witnesses for his miraculous feat of deflecting the Killing Curse. His parents were in St. Mungo's and could not be reached for comment. Oddly enough, Dumbledore had also declined to comment, only vaguely citing that Jim Potter had in fact deflected the Killing Curse and 'vanquished' the Dark Lord.
Nevertheless, it was just ... accepted that You-Know-Who had tried to use the Killing Curse on Jim and some strange backlash destroyed him, leaving Jim with the Dark Lord's L-shaped mark on his brow. Harry idly wondered if the scar might actually contain some fragment of the Dark Lord's evil, thereby explaining why Brother Dearest was such a monumentally Supreme Git. Then, he laughingly disregarded the idea. As evil as he was, Harry assumed that a Dark Lord would be considerably less obnoxious and much more intelligent than a braying ass like Jim Potter. Harry was surprised to see that there was mention of him, though unsurprised to see that he was merely listed as the Boy-Who-Lived's brother who the vaunted baby-hero also saved. Harry noted that the Potters (excluding Harry) had been awarded Order of Merlins, First Class for Jim's actions as the Boy-Who-Lived. Harry rolled his eyes to the back of his head.
Berith Selwyn was arrested on 6 November, 1981 by Senior Aurors Kingsley Shacklebolt and Jerome Varens and their squadron after a rather violent confrontation, wherein Berith had managed to kill one Auror and seriously maim four others. He was tried by a secret tribunal in accordance with what were referred to as The Death Eater Laws, a series of controversial temporary laws passed in 1980 to better allow the wizarding law enforcement and judicial systems to cope with what was effectively an armed insurrection by a substantial part of the nation's ruling class. Given the influence You-Know-Who had, Harry wondered why he hadn't made his followers just pass the laws needed to give him what he desired, instead of going on mass killing sprees. No way he was a Slytherin with that lack of foresight.
The Death Eater Laws were most infamous for sanctioning the use of the Unforgivable Curses by aurors and hit-wizards against Death Eaters, along with provisions for secret trials for captured members who were revealed to be members of Wizengamot families. The transcripts of these tribunals were sealed to the general public, and even the aurors who stood guard over accused prisoners had to submit to Memory Charms after each trial so that they couldn't reveal the identities of any participants. Ostensibly, this was to prevent the names of witnesses and judges from being revealed publicly and thus allowing Death Eaters to seek revenge. Apparently, before that law was enacted, several judges who had presided over successful Death Eater trials had later been swiftly (and rather gruesomely) murdered.
The article on Berith Selwyn's trial merely said that the trial transcript had been magically certified by the Court Scribe and that the trial had been presided over by three of the twelve anonymous Wizengamot members who were eligible to sit as judges in criminal proceedings (and who had all sworn magical oaths to fairly adjudicate such proceedings). Those three anonymous judges would decide Berith's fate. The evidence against Berith Selwyn consisted of sworn affidavits from the arresting aurors, a sworn statement from an Unspeakable (Harry briefly wondered if it was Uncle Tom or if he knew them), who gave expert testimony regarding the Imperius Curse, along with a lengthy confession from Berith in which he proudly admitted to being secret Death Eater, his many garish crimes committed under the Dark Lord's banner, and the number of influential Wizengamot figures he'd placed under the Imperius Curse. Nothing more except his sentence – a lifetime in Azkaban's Maximum Security North Tower for his repeated use of an Unforgivable. A week after Berith's trial (and him committing suicide in his holding cell), Minister Bagnold had reneged the Death Eater Laws, citing the 'vanquishment' of the Dark Lord of Jim Potter as the primary reason. Harry, naturally, was dubious about the timing.
Taking written notes, Harry flipped to the press accounts starting from 1970, wanting to learn more about the events that led to the rise of the Death Eaters. There were a few random disappearances and killings of Muggleborn families in Hogsmeade starting in the mid-1960s, some of the killings very grisly. However, due to their blood status, the Ministry did not aggressively pursue any legal avenues to apprehend the criminals who'd committed the crimes. Many muggleborn magicals grew increasingly more discontented at the Ministry's laissez faire approach to the attacks, with a Muggleborn named Alexander McAvity (Ravenclaw, Class of 1952) being very outspoken against the prevailing pureblood dogma that socially, politically, and economically stonewalled Muggleborns in Wizarding England. He was labeled a 'radical' by the ruling Pureblood faction, with Abraxas Lord Malfoy branding him as a Dark Lord.
It didn't help that his Muggleborn lieutenants Cecile Ambrose, Martha Bracewell, and Timothy Spraggins were openly outspoken about Muggleborns utilizing violence (if need be) to defend themselves against Pureblood extremists. McAvity was eventually forced to flee the country in the Winter of 1971, seeking asylum in Australia. As such, McAvity currently served as the Australian Representative for the ICW.
The Spring of 1972 ushed a new era, when the actual Dark Lord publicly and officially revealed himself and started to blatantly commit acts of extreme terrorism in Wizarding Britain. The first act was the kidnapping and subsequent murder of the Dearborn family, a respected Noble Pureblood family though not of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, were notedly anti pureblood bigotry. The family's lord - Caradoc Dearborn - was especially vocal about the increasing acts of violence against Muggleborns, and his wife Ilene Dearborn worked as an administrator for Tom's Liaison Program.
Both Caradoc and Ilene, along with their three school-aged daughters, the family elf, and even the pet crup were all gruesomely murdered. Their heads were mounted on pikes outside of the family's manor, with their blood used to spell 'No Mercy for Blood Traitors' against the front walls of the manor. Their bodies were mutilated beyond recognition, shredded to raw meat by the Dark Lord's personal pack of werewolves, led by the notorious Fenrir Greyback. As horrifically violent as the act was, many of the pureblood factions within the Wizengamot - most notably Malfoy, Nott, Selwyn, Wilkes, and their various allies and Vassals - claimed that the terroristic act was mere propaganda committed by muggleborns to spurn anti-pureblood hatred, especially by McAvity's remaining lieutenants. Most notably, Cecile Ambrose was credited for publicly assassinating Cantankerous Jr. Lord Nott (Tiberius' father) in 1971, and disappeared soon afterwards.
Naturally, the Muggleborns and their supporters were not pleased at the egregious accusation, and the Fall of 1972 saw the unprecedented election of Muggleborn Norbert 'Nobby' Leach, who replaced hard-line pureblood Eugenia Jenkins as Minister of Magic. In spite of constant pushback from the darker aligned families, Minister Leach - along with his allies Lords Gaunt, Prince, Potter, Longbottom, and Lady Brown - was able to expand the Auror Program and increase funding for St. Mungo's, establishing emergency patrol programs assigned to heavily-muggle born populated neighborhoods in Hogsmeade and the rest of wizarding Britain. He also pushed for longer sentences for arrested Death Eaters, increasing their initial sentences to a decade or more if apprehended and proven guilty.
The Dark Lord and his followers, however, were not to be deterred. The Summer of 1973 saw the emergence of what the Dark Lord himself called 'his greatest creation yet, the Ghosts of Silesia', a thirteen-member group of an elite kill squad of Death Eaters that accumulated several hundred kills under their collective belt. Many believed the name was a homage to Grindelwald's right hand man Gustav Kleinwuchs, who was known as the 'Butcher of Silesia', a sadistic murderous wizard who killed scores of muggles and magicals alike in death camps. The emergence of the name also made many believe that the current Dark Lord was a fervent acolyte of the erstwhile Gustav, who was noted as perishing in the Bombing of Dresden in 1945.
With faces completely obscured by bone-white garish masks, the kill-squad possessed ghost-like forms, able to phase into plumes of ink-black smoke that could bypass solid surfaces, allowing them to race across space in a manner not unlike a Dementor. They were credited for the gruesome murders of the Shafiq, Burke, Bones, McKinnon, and Shacklebolt families, rendering those family lines extinct. As it stood, Death Eaters Bellatrix Lestrange, The Lestrange Brothers, Boruslav Lestrange (deceased father of the Lestrange Brothers), Erasmus Wilkes (deceased), Berith Selwyn (deceased), and Augustus Rookwood were all confirmed to be Ghosts. The remaining six were still unknown.
To inspire yet more terror, the Death Eaters would cast the Dark Mark in the sky over every house or scene that they killed at. The Mark resembled a spectral white wolf face, a massive and hellish visage which howled, conferring a Dementor-like aura over a three-mile radius of where it was cast. It also conferred unique anti-apparition and anti-portkey wards that made it extremely difficult for Aurors to bypass and victims to escape in equal measure.
In response to the growing threat of the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters, Albus Dumbledore formed the Order of the Phoenix in 1973, composed of a unique group of his allies to help stave off the Dark Lord's increasing acts of violence. Simultaneously, another group the Prophet called 'the Knights of Walpurgis' formed at around the same time, and seemingly worked in tandem with the Order to help defend against the Death Eaters when they attacked their victims. The Order would handle the defensive needs: healing survivors, evacuating witnesses, helping to clean up attacks, and if need be, performing Obliviations on Muggle survivors. The Knights would handle all of the offensive, especially since the Aurors (prior to the implementation of the Death Eater Laws in 1980) were unable to respond with lethal reprisal. Together, the two groups helped save the lives of many civilians (magical and muggle) who would have otherwise perished in the violent chaos. The Knights were noted for the destruction of Castle Strange in Wiltshire, a skirmish which led to the fortress razed to the ground with its Lord still in it.
The Dark Lord was grievously wounded in a skirmish against the Knights in the Summer of 1978 in an attempted siege of the Ministry of Magic. In front of tens of witnesses in the Ministry of Magic's Atrium, one Knight - who called himself Sir Galahad - dueled against the Dark Lord while the other knights engaged the assembled Ghosts. The duel, referred to as Dumbledore vs. Grindelwald 2.0, resulted in the Dark Lord suffering lethal injuries, losing an eye, his wand hand, and having half his chest caved in. He and his Ghosts had fled in a panic, and the assembled crowd believed, foolishly, that he would die of his injuries.
However, through some unfathomable miracle, the Dark Lord survived, resuming his attacks in earnest in the Fall of 1979, successfully murdering (rather morbidly) Minister Leach and his entire family in the Winter of 1979, sending the country into even greater panic and hopelessness. The Knights, the Order, and squadrons of Ministry Aurors had several more skirmishes against the Ghosts, with the Dark Lord and his Ghosts retaining the bulk of the victories. The emergence of the Boy-Who-Lived on Halloween 1981 had been Wizarding Britain's saving grace, his vanquishing of the Dark Lord credited as rescuing the nation from depths of darkness that had almost destroyed it.
Having learned all he could, Harry returned the press book, taking a few moments to decompress, slowly rubbing his temples. After spending an additional half hour reviewing his copious notes, he prepared another letter to his solicitor and sent it off with Hedwig, before making his way to the Great Hall for a much-needed dinner.
AN 1: Lots of exposition this time around! I purposefully fudged some PoS dates to suit my needs :)
AN 2: That battle scene between Sir Galahad (any guesses who?) and the Dark Lord will be shown in a Pensieve memory scene sometime in Year 3. Battle scenes depicting some of the aforementioned skirmishes will also be shown.
Next Up, Halloween 1991!