HARRY THE NINJA PART 5
I own nothing bar the ideas in this story and the ones my invisible friend tells me all the rest belong to J,K,R. Thanks for reading.
Harry sat down and looked at Madam Bones and Sid.
" Sir I didn't know you could turn into a goat." Harry said with a slight question in his tone.
Madam Bones spat her tea out, sadly it missed the Headmaster, but all was not lost as several paintings could be heard sniggering.
Dumbledore paled, no he could only think one time and one way Harry could have found that out.
Sid couldn't help himself. "Why what you looking at their Harry?"
Harry smiled–hook line and sinker- yes it's good to be me.
"Oh, just a photo that according to the writing on the back is-" Harry turned it over to read it.
"Sirius Black aka Padfoot, Remus Lupin aka Moony, James Potter aka Prongs, Peter Pettigrew aka Wormtail, and the headmaster; after the headmaster had completed their animagus training. Is that what Professor McGonagall is, an animagus?"
Amelia's head whipped around. "None of them are listed as animagi and Dementors don't affect animagi as much. Dumbledore what is your game here?"
Dumbledore paled this was most definitely not his best day. Mind you they seemed to have forgotten about his tampering with Harry's cloak. So one small mercy anyway.
Harry looked confused.
"Professor McGonagall?"
She looked at him and saw he was wearing the sorting hat, she had to do a double take then smiled. She had heard him ask if he could wear a hat after all.
"Yes Harry what can I do for you?" She asked courteously as she studied him beneath oval lenses.
"Professor this picture is of my biological Dad and his friends, that rat in the picture is Peter Pettigrew. Is it just me or does it look like Ron Wesley's rat Scabbers?"
Dumbledore blanched, this did not bode well.
Amelia and Sid seeing the colour drain from the Leader of The Light decided to have a look as well.
Professor McGonagall looked at the very young students in the picture. After scrutinizing the photograph some more it did look like Ron's rat. She wished she could remember the patterns on Scabbers coat better. It was tugging at her mind then picturing the rat when Percy had him.
"My god I never thought!-" McGonagall started, unable to articulate herself, overwrought as she was.
Dumbledore knew when his goose was cooked, he took a lemon drop and started to suck on it monotonously. It was quite a shame he did not know how overcooked his goose was or he would have tried to escape earlier.
Sid and Amelia looked at each other.
"He told me it was a common garden rat he found in his backyard but it was over 9 years ago. If it was a common rat it should have died."
She took a breath "It would explain why he could perform most transfigurations well but had trouble transfiguring his rat. As an animagus it would have resisted most normal transfiguration spells."
Pops decided to get his two yens worth in.
"Excuse me, this is unrelated but how is it you can do so much with magic but cannot make it so vermin cannot get into your house or garden?" He smiled benignly, " are Ron and Percy's parents muggles?"
Sid shook his head, "You remember that red-headed woman shouting about what platform did they need to go to with that gaggle of red headed munchkins?"
Pops smiled "Oh yes, the Pureblood with memory problems as she kept shouting out the same question on a regular basis. About what platform the Hogwarts Express leave from."
"Yes, that one, well she is Ron and Percy's mum."
Amelia spoke up, "Molly is far too over protective of her kids and her son Bill is a curse breaker, no way did the burrow not have anti-vermin wards. I think we need to question the Weasley family they have some things that need to be accounted for."
She turned to the Auror on one side of her, "Go with Professor McGonagall and get that rat."
"Albus are you listening to me?" Amelia demanded irascibly.
Dumbledore was lost in thought considering his crumbling machinations, plot within plots, how the hell could he come out of this with anything?
He looked around and was shocked to note that everyone was staring at him.
"Sorry this was so much to take in, I-" he scrambled to come up with a justifiable response to save face before he was rudely interrupted yet again.
"Albus, you taught students to be animagi then you never had them register; you also failed to inform the DMLEthat Black was an animagus after he was caught. To top this off Mr. Yamamoto here has proof that Black was innocent. Now I find Pettigrew who was named as traitor seems to be living most the time in your school."
Dumbledore gulped, this seriously did not look good for him. No pun intended on the horrendously alive Black who lay at the fault of all his recent culminations. Okay, shafted 101, when being fired at by all sides play dead or claim old age and that you innocently forgot.
He was stopped from lying by unfortunate circumstance, namely the Auror's and McGonagall came back with a stunned rat.
Amelia checked and double checked the picture. "Yes the markings are very similar." She looked up, "Sid go get some Veritaserum and some anti-animagus cuffs would you?"
Harry smiled in his mind, "That will ruin his day a bit."
The Sorting Hat had to agree Indeed and I think I can ruin his day even more, Mr. Potter would you like to have another family heirloom returned to you?
Harry smirked (again within his mind) Will it upset Dumbledore?
The hat, chuckled in malicious amusement Oh yes, I can say without a shred of doubt it will.
OK then where's this family heirloom? asked Harry mentally.
This. replied the Sorting Hat.
With that Harry felt something solid hit the top of his head.
Allow me to present to you, for Dumbledore's displeasure, the sword of Gryffindor. The hat craftily intoned.
Harry reached under the hat and felt a handle. He smiled and slowly pulled the sword from under the hat.
He sat there and was looking at it, with a glazed look on his face -this was purely in-case anyone was watching- he noted that a rat-faced man was now bound to a chair. Oops, if his Dad asked him about the spell used or anything he was in deep kimchee.
The Headmaster happened to look up and his jaw fell open before he really thought about it he spoke.
"My Potter, Harry how did you get that sword, and what the hell do you think you are doing wearing the sorting hat?" commanded the headmaster imperiously.
Harry smiled and replied questioningly, "You said I could wear a hat?" With the guileless of a child, emerald eyes wide.
The rat faced man, who Harry had now worked out was Pettigrew, the traitor who had caused his parents deaths chose this distraction to change back into a rat. The ropes fell away and he started to run away.
He knew Potter as the only child in the room and the one his master wanted dead was the weak link he went for him.
Amelia shot a red spell wordless at the rat but it missed, Dumbledore was even less helpful he never even drew his wand. Harry waited in anticipation although he wanted everything to appear contrived. Harry hid his smirk by simply putting his hanky over his mouth and nose.
To all watching it looked like Harry dropped the sword he was holding point down and bladed edge pointed lengthways. None would have seen until it was too late that it was positioned perfectly so that as the rat run at him it hit the very sharp edge of the blade.
What they did notice was the rats nose on the floor and the Pettigrew turned back into a shrivelled figure of a man.
Sadly for Peter as a human he was larger than a rat, so as he changed back his right arm also got severed. That was not the end to his misfortune.
Life was not that kind.
His head was under the chair but his body was higher up so his head rose up fast and connected with the underside of the old oak chair that Harry was sitting on. Whether it was blood loss or pain or head-butting the chair he saw stars and was groggy. He also seemed to be getting belted on the back a lot. Peter could have bemoaned his fate instead he passed out.
30 seconds previously
Harry saw the rat run at him and guessed what would be its objective. He was the only viable hostage. He tracked the rats movements and then dropped the sword point first and angled the edge of the blade towards the rats right leg, it would be excused away as another unfortunate accident.
It would have just cut off the leg but unfortunately the rat turned its head to see behind it, this made its long nose become the first thing to hit the blade.
When the rat became a man and tried to tip him out the chair Harry grabbed the sword and set about the man's back with the swords flat, leaving some good size bruises.
Amelia, and Sid's stun spell hit the 'rodent man' as Harry would later call him and Pops took the sword away from Harry after giving the man a swift kick to the ribs.
He looked at them "Can't be too careful he went after my son."
Amelia smiled and affirmed "I saw nothing."
The others agreed, all except Dumbledore who kept his silence.
Madam Pomfrey chose this moment to turn up. Immediately she noticed the blood gushing from a deformed man while Harry Dad held an ornate sword to his jugular in a rather threatening manner.
Really that impertinent muggle!
She moved to immobilize Harry but Sid took the stunner in place of Harry.
She really needed to learn to get facts before acting; she stunned Harry's dad thinking of him as a threat, hating the meddlesome nature of him and his deranged 'son' before understand what was taking place.
"Madam Pomfrey, is there a reason why you just stunned Harry Potter's dad? Do you think several Aurors, a teacher, and Albus Dumbledore himself could not restrain one muggle?"
Madam Pomfrey went white and started to stutter belligerently, "B-b-b-but!"
Harry stopped her simply by saying, "First you send that Banshee a lie then I get embarrassed in-front the whole school no less- now you stun my Daddy and don't even wake him up. You stand there like a Koi out of water."
McGonagall woke Pops up and told Madam Pomfrey to stop the bleeding man on the floor from ruining the antique rug even more. Blood was hard to remove even with evanesco.
Amelia turned to Albus with a serious mien.
"So we can question him before we had the cuffs on him hmm, you could make sure he couldn't escape hmm, Veritaserum wouldn't be needed as you are a master Legilimens and could read his mind?"Amelia growled out, she took a breath. Albus this will not look good in my report.
"Dad you okay? Come sit here with me." Harry asked with concern. Harry jumped out his seat and waved to it.
They watched as Pops sat in Harry's seat and Harry sat tranquilly on his lap. Harry pulled out his wand and looked fiercely at everyone.
"No-one is going hurt my Daddy again." He waved his wand cutely around trying to cover everyone present.
Amelia spoke up "Harry," she began to placate only to be interrupted by an intimidating goblin.
"Mr Potter, Is that the sword of Godric Gryffindor?" he asked curtly.
Harry smiled and got up, bowing to the Goblin before jumping back onto his Dad's knee.
" I apologise for my manners honoured sir. Yes, the Sorting Hat, has told me it was left in its keeping by my many times removed grandfather, Godric."
Several people gasped utterly surprised. Dumbledore just shook his head in despair not at all surprised by the news.
The Goblin's smiled, "It seems Mr. Potter that we have more to discuss than I thought. I only came to verify that you had your cloak returned undamaged to you. Now it seems, with your permission, I shall have the sword of Godric to keep safe as well."
The Headmaster spoke up this really was going too far. "As Headmaster of this school I say it stays here in a display case."
Pops smiled, "Were would this display case be located?"
"Why my office of course, it is the safest place for it." Dumbledore replied affronted at their audacity. No one questioned him and his motives.
Pops smiled, "Is this the same office an illegal animal man-"
"Animagus."Harry supplied.
Pops smiled, "-animagus, one you taught one that betrayed his friends and helped in the killing of Harry's biological parents, that just tried to attack Harry in?"
The Headmasters mouth did its impression of a Koi fish, gaping jowls and all.
"I think not, Son I would recommend that you let these armed Goblins take it and store it in your family vault. After all it will be seen by only slightly less people in your vault than in this office."
Harry agreed standing again he took the sword from his dads hand and handed the sword to a Goblin who came over and almost reverently received the sword.
Sid appeared in a flash of smoke.
"Got the...."
He looked around shocked a balding man missing an arm and his nose was trussed up on the floor, Pomfrey was forcing a potion down his throat. The Goblins were taking a sword from Pops and his boss and McGonagall looked ready to kill the Headmaster by the glares she sent him.
"OK what the!" He looked at Harry, "What the blazes has happened here?"
Thank you for reading HUGE thanks to my beta.