A/N Hello everyone. How's this for awesome? Chapter 6! This may or may not be the chapter you have all been waiting for. So read on good and faithful readers. Read on.

The gold elevator doors opened, and all Harry could see were cubicles; row after row filled with just cubicles. Not only were there cubicles all over, but they were filled with wizards and witches doing paperwork and drinking coffee.

"Dad," Harry began, "Who are all these people?"

"They're aurors, Harry," James responded, "Dark wizard catchers; I'm one myself, or, I was."

Harry looked up at his father with confusion.

"But wasn't Voldemort the only dark wizard to really be caught?"

Harry felt that he had obviously said the wrong thing because the office suddenly went into a complete hush. Harry felt all of the eyes turn and just stare at him.

"Sorry," He said weakly, finding the ground very interesting all of the sudden.

Suddenly a door opens, not loudly, but with the quiet in the room it sounded like a gunshot.

"Who said it? Who said his name?" said a wizard loudly.

Harry could see him from where he stood even though the man was all the way across the room. He had short hair that was almost completely gray, but it was covered by a black bowler hat. His face was red and the fat hanging off of his chin was shaking in rage.

"Minister Fudge," One of the aurors said; a female with bubblegum pink hair, "It's Harry Potter. Harry Potter and… His parents."

The bowler hat man stopped, his jaw practically hitting the floor in shock.

"P-Potter? Impossible, they're dead!" He said, the skin under his chin jiggling with every word.

"Actually, Fudge, we are indeed alive once again." Harry's father announced, stepping forward to show who was talking.

Fudge looked at James in shock, and then let his eyes carry over to Lily and Harry.

"You're alive... But how? I saw you myself, lying on the floor, dead." Fudge said.

"Dumbledore," answered Lily simply, indicating that it should be discussed in private.

Fudge nodded simply and waved a hand into his office. James led the family into the small office, his hand never leaving Harry's shoulder.

The office, Harry observed, was very plain. There were no pictures, no personal touched, nothing that told Harry who Mr. Fudge was. Harry felt slightly uncomfortable around the man, it felt as if he would be the man to choose favorites in an argument and couldn't be convinced otherwise.

"Well," He said while sitting down behind his desk, "How do I know that you really are the Potters?"

"Ask us anything." James said, sitting back comfortably in one of three chairs he had conjured, while Harry and Lily sat in the other two.

"What house were you in At Hogwarts?"

"Gryffindor"

"Who were your best man and maid of honor at your wedding?"

"Sirius Black and Hestia Jones."

"Well I suppose you are who you say you are. How are you alive though?"

"The sorcerer's stone, Dumbledore used it and brought us back." Lily said, smiling kindly at the minister.

The minister stood, once again in a shocked silence, speaking up only after a minute of complete silence.

"Dumbledore should have gotten ministry clearance to do such a thing," he said, Harry could hear the anger in his voice.

"Well, the ministry would have taken months to answer him, am I right?" James said calmly, though Harry could see a flash of anger in his father's eyes when he said so.

"Well, yes I suppose… But still he… Ah well, we can't change what has been done. And Harry how wonderful to see you, it's not every day you get to see our idol now is it?" Said Fudge, shaking Harry's hand vigorously before sitting down at his desk and looking at James and Lily, "So, what can I do for you today?"

"Well sir," James began, "I'm here on behalf of Sirius Black-"

"HE'S A MURDERER!" interrupted Fudge.

"No," said Lily calmly, "Minister he was framed by another friend of ours, Peter Pettigrew."

"P-Peter… Peter Pettigrew is dead, we found his finger after Black blew him up-"

"Minister Peter is an animagus, he turns into a rat. There is a rat out there with only one finger I guarantee it."

Suddenly a thought came to Harry.

"Ron's rat only has one finger, his name is Scabbers." He said, louder than he anticipated but he was excited to say something worthwhile in trying to get his godfather out of prison.

"What's that you say?" Said Fudge, turning to stare at Harry, which managed to make him turn bright red with embarrassment.

"I-I said that my best friend, Ron Weasley has a rat that has only one finger, his name is Scabbers."

The minister stared for just a couple of minutes before whispering a soft spell Harry could not hear. Suddenly, a small blue and white ram erupted from the tip of Fudge's wand.

"Arthur Weasley, I need you in my office immediately please," Said Fudge before sending the ram off through his door with a slight flourish of his wand. In about two minutes flat, Mr. Weasley stepped through the Ministers door quietly before walking over to where they sat.

"Hello minister, what can I do for you?" He said, not noticing Harry or his parents.

"Arthur, I trust you know Mr. and Mrs. James Potter?"

Mr. Weasley turned around and immediately went wide eyed.

"Well I'll be," He said, "Molly told me you were back, but I never thought that it would actually be possible. This is incredible."

"Yes, yes it is quite a shock, now Arthur; they have come to me with some very interesting news."

"Oh?" Arthur inquired, still staring at the small family in shock.

"Yes. They say that Sirius Black is innocent of the crimes he was imprisoned for, they say that, instead, it was young Peter Pettigrew who simply committed the murders and then turned into a rat, leaving a finger behind."

"Really? How could that be possible?" Arthur asked, "I mean, even if Black didn't murder the muggles, he still turned you in to You-Know-Who, Dumbledore told us he was your secret keeper-"

"We changed," Said Lily, cutting off Mr. Weasley.

"What?"

"Arthur… We changed secret keepers without anyone knowing, not even Dumbledore, we thought that Peter would be a less of a target to Voldemort (Mr. Weasley and the minister flinched) little did we know that Peter has actually been a Death Eater since our seventh year at Hogwarts." Lily said looking so determined that Harry had to smile, his mother was already one of his favorite people and he hadn't even known her for that long.

The minister and Mr. Weasley just looked shocked at her admission; they just stared at her for a long time before the minister finally got out of his chair and made the silvery ram appear again.

"Tell Kingsley Shakelbolt that I need to speak with him immediately." He said before once again sending the ram off. He turned back to the Potter's with a guilty look on his face, but said, "Let's not keep Mr. Black waiting eh?"

A/N There you go. I am so sorry that I have, again, waited so long to update. Schoolwork has been heavy, I feel like I'll be taking OWLs any day now. Anyway, you guys know the drill, review, favorite, and share. Thanks so much for your patience guys.

Love ya,

Malfoy