A/N: Terms:
Family: Harry, Rose, Hermione, Draco, Neville, Narcissa, Sirius, Remus, Frank, Alice, John, Gertrude OR just the kids in that list
Mutineers: Ginny, Fred, George, Harry, Ginny, Rose, Parvati, Fay, Daphne, Blaise, Tracy, Draco, Neville, Susan, Hannah, Wayne, Hermione, Michael, Terry, Padma, Astoria, Luna
Core Mutineers: Daphne, Susan, Blaise, Luna, Draco, Harry, Rose, Hermione, Neville, Draco
Core: Harry, Rose, Hermione, Draco, Neville
Flying Field, Hogwarts, September 4th
All of the 1st years were standing out in the empty field waiting for their first flying class to begin, the twins, Draco, Neville and Hermione were having a heated discussion about which position was the best, "I'm telling you Harry, chaser's the best!" Rose said while Hermione vehemently nodded along, in agreement with Rose. "Draco you agree with me here, seeker beats all! Not like it matters, first years can't own a broom." Harry added with a pout. This caused Neville and Hermione to grow grins that Harry was far too accustomed with, they were the ones they wore when they were planning a prank.
"Oh, no, what did you two do?" Harry groaned. Not only was Hermione an excellent planner she was also great at deflecting the blame, sometimes Harry wondered if she wasn't really the heir of Slytherin. "Well," Neville started, "the rule specifically states that a 1st year can't own his or her own broom." Hermione interrupted, putting emphasis on "own." "So we were thinking why not share 3 brooms between the five us, this way if we have to play each other and Harry and Rose get on the team we have enough brooms!" Neville finished practically bouncing with excitement. "Nev, Neenie, your geniuses!" Draco exclaimed, already imagining himself performing the Wronski Feint, something he and Harry were particularly good at.
At that moment a tall lean woman with spiky gray hair came out onto the field. "Good morning class." She called, "Good morning Madam Hooch." the students greeted. "Now hurry up, everyone to a broom, hold your right hand over the broom and call 'up!'" Madam Hooch instructed.
Everyone did as instructed, some brooms came right up, such as the core's, others just turned on the ground. Eventually everyone had a broom in their hand and were mounting them when a Hufflepuff named Sophie Roper's broom went flying out of control. Immediately Harry, Neville and Draco took off trailing her while Hermione and Rose flew underneath in case she fell. The whole time Madam Hooch was yelling for them to stop until she realized just how good they were on the brooms.
"Draco! You go left, Neville, go right! I'll get in front of her!" Harry called out. The boys did as told and were soon overtaking Sophie, who had an expression of fear etched into her face. She had clearly slipped into a state of consciousness and the broom was going every which way. Harry was considering his options when all of a sudden the broom took a nose dive, heading straight for the ground. Harry followed, pushing the school broom to it's limits, and grabbed Sophie who was thankfully pretty light right as the faulty broom crashed into the ground. Harry, however, pulled hard on his handle causing his broom, despite its protests, to pull up. Harry had, without realizing it, pulled off a perfect Wronski Feint! Harry landed, with Sophie seated in front of him, to lots of applause.
Madam Hooch quickly came back from her shock and started calling out orders, "Mr. McMillan escort Miss Roper to the hospital wing, everyone practice flying, safely. Oh and Mr. Potter, 50 points to Gryffindor." Harry quickly broke out of his stupor and pulled out his wand to everyone's confusion before saying, "I, Harry James Potter, Head of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter do hereby nullify any life debt between the House of Potter and the House of Roper, so mote it be!" To say that everyone was shocked would be an understatement. The purebloods and half bloods, which included Sophie, were amazed how someone could just throw away such a powerful thing like a life debt, the muggleborns were just confused but quickly changed to amazed when it was explained to them.
Everyone was soon back up in the air flying around and waiting for the bell to ring.
That night, while the Slytherins and Hufflepuffs had Astronomy Harry and Rose constructed a letter and sent it to Sirius, including details about how they hoped to get the brooms.
The next day, Harry and Rose had History of Magic, or as they liked to call it, Dicta Quill and Nap time. Which is exactly what they did. They set up a Dicta-Quill and then took a nap during the class. The rumor was, one day professor Binns fell asleep in front of a fire and the next day he awoke as a ghost and just continued teaching. All in all History of Magic was an incredibly boring class.
It was a Friday morning and the core, as they had come to be known, were all sitting together at the Ravenclaw table when a group of 9 owls came flying in, each helping to carry 3 wrapped packages that looked suspiciously like broomsticks. The owls quickly flew to the core and dropped off their packages before departing for the owlery. Harry, Draco and Rose made quick work of the wrapping paper to find three brand new Nimbus 2000s.
"Mr. Potter, Miss Potter, Mr. Longbottom, Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy, you are aware that first years are not allowed to have their own brooms aren't you?" Professor Snape sneered. "Why of course professor, surely you don't think we would disregard the rules do you?" Hermione replied, by this point over half the great hall was listening to the conversation and many gasped at the first year who had the audacity to question Snape. "Well in that case you would understand that I must take these from you." Snape replied, his voice barely above a whisper as it dripped with venom.
"And just why is that professor? We haven't broken any rules have we?" Hermione replied calmly as if she was talking about what was for breakfast. "YOU INSOLENT GIRL!" Snape screamed. "Oh my," Hermione interjected, "I didn't know insulting students was part of a teacher's job. Did you?" She asked, turning to the rest of the group. Draco, who was sitting at the edge of the table quickly noticed the wand that appeared in Snape's hand and was up in a flash, a knife in his hand. Before Severus could cast a curse he felt cold metal in the shape of a knife directly underneath his chin, held by none other than Draco Malfoy. "Now professor," Draco stated calmly, using occlumency exercises to keep his temper in check, "you were about to curse someone who is under the protection of the houses of Black, Potter, Malfoy, Bones, Longbottom, Greengrass and Weasley. I'm sure I don't need to remind you how many of those houses are on the board do I? You know, the board that can just as easily fire you as breathe." Snape shook his head slowly feeling a fear he hadn't felt since he had learned that Lily Potter nee Evans was going to die because of him.
Draco removed his knife and sheathed it as the great hall watched with baited breath. "Now, Mr. Malfoy, I must ask that you do not threaten teachers in the future, furthermore I must remind you that Professor Snape was merely doing his job by taking those brooms as they are against the rules." The aged headmaster stated, his twinkling eyes trying to gain access to the mind of Draco Malfoy. Draco noticed this and immediately set up a trap in his mind, one which Dumbledore fell right into. Draco explored Dumbledore's mind while replying, "I wasn't threatening sir, merely replying, as to the second point, the rule clearly states no first year may own his or her own broom. These three brooms are being shared by us five so therefore it is not anyone's own so therefore we are not breaking any rules." Draco was just finishing exploring Dumbledore's mind when he noticed something, something which was not good. As he came out of the headmaster's mind he quickly used what air magic he knew to send a message through wind to the other heirs who immediately took on a look of shock before anger. "YOU FUCKING IDIOTIC OLD COOT!" Neville exclaimed his face contorted into anger. "WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU BRING A BLOODY CERBERUS INTO A SCHOOL FULL OF CHILDREN?!" The Hufflepuff heir continued, causing several gasps and mutters to heard throughout the crowd.
"Fluffy? Wha' d'you know 'bout Fluffy?" Hagrid, the half giant, asked. Dumbledore realized this was a losing battle and just put his head in his hands trying to figure out a way to calm things down. "Now, now," he started, "I was merely giving it a home and besides, it was protecting a valuable object." He said making calming gestures with his hands. Clearly ignoring him, Harry called Susan over, "Susan call your aunt, using this, tell her about the cerberus." Harry instructed handing over what looked like a lighter, which Susan recognized to be the works of Harry's godfather. It was a lighter which when activated opened a mini floo which could be used to make floo calls. Susan nodded and went off to call her aunt, the head of the DMLE.
"Harry, my boy, surely this isn't necessary, we can deal with this easily, no need to get the aurors involved." Dumbledore reasoned, trying to figure out a way to get out of his predicament. Harry however, continued to ignore him, "Rose call Padfoot, tell him to get an emergency Board of Governors meeting started and tell him about the cerberus." Two red headed twins instantly perked up at the mentioned name.
"Padfoot?" Fred asked. "As in the Padfoot of the Marauders?" George confirmed. "Yes, the Padfoot of the Marauders we also know Moony, and we kind of know Prongs and you can meet them all AFTER this is all settled." Harry answered quickly, trying to figure out how they could possibly know those names.
Before the twins could argue, the entrance doors flew open and Amelia Bones as well as twenty other Aurors walked in, all looking angry as hell. "What's this I hear about keeping a bloody cerberus in a school full of children?!" Amelia demanded of the headmaster, who instantly put his head in his hands, groaning to himself.