(A/N) A big thanks to all the reviewers. Glad to hear you enjoy my story. One of the reviewers mentioned something about copying the evidence a simple Geminiocopying spell will do this. This chapter is about 1,500 words bigger than average.

Also another bit of the AU part is that Remus (one of my favourite characters – bloody furious with JK for killing him off- *mad face*) Lupin also known as Moony is still the DADA teacher. I reasoned it out trust me.

1. All the parents are from his generation and knew him at school. At school he was well-mannered, kind and friendly. True they didn't know of his affliction or 'furry little problem' but I think that they'll look past that to the kind person they knew.

2. Moody was supposedly the 'best auror the ministry ever had'. Wormtail is damn near usless with a wand and Crouch Jr who had been in Azkaban for a while and under the imperious curse for a while isn't likely to have his head on straight. SO I don't see how a partial mad-man and a usless rat can beat Alastor Moody.

(Disclaimer) You can't be serious? If I was JKR (and had a sex change *not a happy face*) there would be no Ron/Hermione EVER because it's simply gross. Hermione Jane Weasley *vomits*. I would also need an insane amount of money. I don't a 14 year-old with under $100,000 is gonna be able to buy Harry Potter.

Madame Bones had spent the rest of the day there. From 2:00pm until 10:00pm she sat and read the massive amount of documents, and wasn't happy with what she found. Some of them were speculations on the part of Harry and Hermione about Sirius being placed in Azkaban without a trial and wondering if Dumbledore wanted Sirius out've the way so he could gain Harry's trust.

Another speculation, which was indefinitely more severe, was if Dumbledore placed Harry with the Dursley's so Harry would be more willing to ask for help and be pliable. Dumbledore had, according to the goblins, used illegal blood wards to provide protection. He apparently forgot that Vernon and Petunia had a phobia of magic which would lead them, when they found Harry doing 'freaky things', to beatings and lack of food.

The illegal gaining of Harry's guardianship was enough to place Dumbledore in Azkaban, which, was essentially useless. If Sirius could manage it and be only three-quarters of Dumbledores's full power, which was considerable, Dumbledore could leave at will.

So Amelia had left after much more reading than she had planned, she hadn't planned to do any in reality, and set up a trial for Sirius's innocence. The Wizengamot was definitely against the idea, except those that had known the man, but when Amelia said she had proof they reluctantly agreed. Well... she didn't say she had proof exactly... she said she had a written demand from Lord Harry James Gryffindor-Ravenclaw Potter. The Wizengamot's, as one, members jaws' dropped to the floor scrambling to agree to the knew Lord Potter; hoping to try and get into his good books.

It was laughable what they were attempting. Agreeing to get into his good books, not realising they were the reason that they were the reason Mr. Black used to be in Azkaban. Nonetheless the demand worked and Harry got his trial for his godfather. They set it in one week.

Harry was laughing at the Wizengamot when Amelia, who now knew of the Fidelius Charm on Potter Mansion, reported to him that his request/ demand had been granted. Hermione was chuckling with him, while snuggling on the couch watching Amelia Bones's head as it spoke to them.

"Those silly buggers!" Harry laughed. "I'll have to knock them down a few before they realise a few things, though I am glad that you will be in charge of the trial and not Dumbledore." He spoke to Amelia.

He had had meetings with the goblin Sharptooth earlier who had informed him that Dumbledore had set up a 1,500 galleon transfer to the Weasley family per month. Harry thought Dumbledore was insane. Had the old crack-head never thought that Harry would try and find out? That Harry would never want to learn more? He had requested that the goblin cease the transfers and return all the money that was taken, which was considerable. Well it wasn't much of Harry's 195 billion-galleon fund, but 250,000 galleons could easily pay for twenty-five houses well-sized houses.

Harry had only been lazy at school because of his past experience. In his muggle school he had more or less been Hermione in boy-form. Intelligent, bookworm and friendless because of the first two reasons. Not to mention Dudley and his herd of pricks. Frighteningly unintelligent, dim-witted, slow, overweight. Everything that Harry wasn't.

With Harry's marriage and emancipation he was free from the Dursley's putting his cleverness down and hurting him mentally and physically. Now he had a great set of people he considered father and mother figures and a fabulous influence in the form of his new wife, Hermione.

He loved Hermione, he told her so every night, though he was new to the whole love business he tried his best to be good for her, something he thought she apperciated. With positive influences on his life and knowing the deception that was most his life, Harry was dying to learn as he once had.

Hermione had been overjoyed that Harry, deep down, was as clever as she was just didn't show it. He didn't want to be put in the spotlight and had been beaten if he had done very well in class. That was then, this was now. She was seeing the true Harry; the one who loved reading and learning, the one that loved and cared for her openly and the one that made her feel wanted and needed.

Amelia's head had left the fireplace for sleep. Hermione was wondering when it would be her turn for sleep. Harry opened his drooping eyelids. "C'mon all, let's go to bed. God knows most of us need it. Come on 'Mione, dear." Harry didn't use words like that often; it simply wasn't him to do that, always prefering her name to 'baby, love, babe' or any other word based along those lines.

Hermione mumbled incoherently into his shoulder, where she was currently resting her head. Harry leaned down, so his mouth was at her ear. "I love you, 'Mione. Come on we need to go to bed."

So they did. Well... Hermione mumbled more and Harry lifted her up, glad of the muscles he had developed working for the Dursleys.

Hermione lay on top of Harry, drooped over his chest, running her fingers gently over his well-developed abdominal muscles; staring into his captivating emerald eyes. "So beautiful..." He murmered, playing with her hair gently. He couldn't believe he hadn't noticed Hermione before and hadn't considered her for a girlfriend when she was the only girl who had made a true effort to get to know the real him and not the boy-who-lived.

She blushed lightly and smiled warmly at him. "Thank you Harry." Then came the change in subject. "What are we going to do for the goblins and Dobby?"

His hand made it's way to her cheek and tenderly began stroking with his thumb. "What do you mean?"

"Where are they going to live? We, or you, have an insane amount of money we could use some of it to build them a small villiage. We have over one hundred acres of land, this place could become a small wizarding village." She was getting excited over her idea.

Harry looked thoughtful. "Yeah it could, couldn't it? Have a small, close together village. Goblins, house-elves and humans. I don't really fancy any dark creatures so we can ask the goblins and elves who will occupy the place to set up wards; since they have stronger warding magic than we do. You're my wife Hermione, you own everything I do. "

Hermione yawned and settled her head on his chest. Harry smiled lightly. "I think it's time to go to sleep for the night."

No reply came.

The next day they set their idea into motion, calling Ragnok asking for materials and giving him their idea. The goblin Director of Gringotts was happy to learn that they planned on giving equal rights to all members of the small community.

Building designs were drawn up by the goblins, who also wanted to open a small Gringotts branch, and buidling materials were brought in. Harry and Hermione had found that house-elves were very willing to help Harry after his saving Dobby. Their eagerness was not lost on Hermione but that didn't mean she enjoyed making them work.

Harry had attempted to calm his wife down and offered pay and days off. Simply put, it didn't go down well. The elves were all over Harry begging to know what they had done wrong and what they could do to make up for it. Hermione watched on as her husband, oh how she loved being able to use that word and Harry was the reason, tried to reason with the elves.

Eventually she had realised her husband wasn't getting anywhere and finally stepped in and told them to calm down and get back to work. She hadn't liked telling other intelligent life-forms what to do but found that house-elves lived and breathed work.

Going back inside from a trying three hours of work Harry, hand-in-hand with Hermione, went back to Potter Manor. The Mansion stood tall and proud, overlooking the surrounding countryside and beautiful gardens. It was currently home to six beings and two visitors. Harry, Hermione, her parents; Dan and Emma, Sharptooth and Dobby were residents. Madame Bones and her niece, Susan Bones, were irregular guests.

The two teens opened the door and moved to the kitchen for a quick bite and something to drink. Dobby, as alwasy, was ready and had one of Harry's favourite muggle foods; a dish called 'eggy-bread'. God damn it tasted good. There was also a can of coke each. Dan and Emma, who were previously dentists before getting 250,000 galleons which was £2,500,000, were not impressed with their daughters sugar intake.

Harry and Hermione excused themselves from the table and went to the Potter Potions Wing to add the final ingredient to the Animagi potion. "Lets do this." Hermione began. She seperated the potion into two different vials and added twenty-five grams of powdered dragon claw, from the stores, into the solution which changed into a light blue colour. Harry did the same for his.

Taking his potion from him, Hermione placed it on a rack hanging over a small fire. They needed two weeks for it to simmer now, and a week after that was back to school. It wasn't a pleasent line of thought for the both of them. Learning Dumbledore's manipulations, Ron's inferiority complex and Ginny's love-potions did not make it a good idea to think about school.

They would have to get new friends, most likely Luna and Neville since the two knew Harry rather well. Hermione had heard of 'loony' Luna Lovegood and the rumors of her being severely bullied. Harry's natural need-to-help people came into play when she explained it on the couch, back in the living room.

"I'll talk to professer Flitwick about it." Harry stated. "If he doesn't do something, which is unlikely, I will have to use my position as Heir of Hogwarts to do something about it." Harry had come to terms with the power he would wield over many, many people. While he was horrorfied by the thought of controlling the school but it did help him when Hermione had pointed out it was better him than someone like Malfoy.

"Good... what i don't understand is why she didn't say anything about it sooner." Hermione wondered. Her brain quickly processed the thought. "She must have been worried that the whole thing would escalate. It happened to me when I was in muggle school." She sniffled slightly. The torment of the girls and boys in her year ridicluing her had never left her.

Harry moved right against her and gently kissed her soft lips. Hermione's thoughts immediatly left and she returned the kiss.

They sat on the sofa, snuggling, watching the fireplace and the dancing flames that occupied it. Lethal beauty. Harry thought as he gazed at the fire. The flickering flames flared slightly and died back down. Mesmerising was definitely the right word in this situation.

Hermione was first to speak, moving closer to Harry from under his arm. "I wonder what animal we will be..."

Harry nodded into her hair, which smelt like vanilla; delicious. "Me too. I'm hoping for a animal like Padfoot. I definitely don't want it to attract attention and be large, only large enough and fast enough to fight I i have to. Maybe something slightly more vicious than Padfoot."

Hermione took Harry's words in like a sponge and an animal popped into her head. "A wolf would sounds perfect for you. They don't fight unless they must; prefering to save energy for hunting purposes. They're related to the dog family and are more dangerous than a dog, even Padfoot."

Padfoot was a very large black dog. He stood, on four feet obviously, at just over a metre. He had broken Ron's leg, which the red head still hadn't forgiven, by tugging overly hard. Padfoot was definitely a strong, dangerous animal. Much like the person he represented; Sirius. Said person survived thriteen years in Azkaban and kept his sanity, unlike many of the other prisioners who went insane from over-exposure from Dementors.

"Yeah, it does sound like a good choice. If I could reach Padfoot's height, it would be nice." Harry commented on Hermione's idea for his animagus form.

"Not to mention wolves are very beautiful, have a playful nature and are warm at night." Harry laughed at the last part, taking the hint. They hadn't gone to sleep the way they usually did last night and Hermione found herself cold without Harry's arms round her.

Hermione was thinking of how nice it would be to have a soft, furry wolf that she could cuddle up to... as long as the molting thing didn't get out've hand... hmm, she'd have to work on that. A thought struck her. "We have a soul-bond right?" Harry nodded in affirmative so she carried on. "Would that have any effect on our Animagus forms?"

Harry thought about it. He had read in his parents' journals that they had a soul-bond as well. Idly he wondered if they had a portrait in this house or another that he now owned. He remember he owed Hermione an answer.

"From my mother's diaries she was a doe and my patronus, which was my father's form, I think it might affect the transformation. I just hope it goes straight the first time and we can do it from then on."

The rest of the week passed with the building of small village. Considering the sixty goblins and hundred house-elves that had come there, they needed very little room. Elves didn't grow over three and a half feet and goblins didn't go over 4 feet. Which was fortunate.

They decided to open shops selling goods that were specific to their race. For example the Potter house-elves, which came from their various houses, brewed potions better than any other and far more potentcy with some of the potions. The blood-replenishing potions brewed by elves generated twice the amount of the average wizard-made one.

Fortunately no-one was bothering the villiage while it set up. It was part of the Fidelius Charm that surrounded the entire Potter Mansion and the grounds. No-one could bother them.

The goblins had set up a smaller version of Gringotts bank at the small settlement. All the materials used were the same and the goblins had begun constructing vaults with their knowledge that no-one else was privy to. They set up a vault for the house-elves that lived and worked in the area and for themselves.

They had the foresight to, just in case, build a wizarding bunker. It had so many wards on it and had enough space and resources to last two-hundred beings just over half a year in it. The wards were not all good; some of them were lethal and seriously hurt as a goblin, who volunteered to test them, found out. He had only done so when Ragnok and twelve of the Goblin Nation's best healers were watching him.

He had been violently thrown back, unconscious, with broken legs and a cut that started on his upper thigh and finished at his ankle. The healers had healed him quickly as possible and forced an elven bloody-replenishing potion down his throat. The goblins and elves that had warded it told the goblin he was fortunate; the wards randomly chose which bone to break, it could've easily been his neck or ribs.

No-one except those that were allowed through the wards went near them again. Wise, huh?

Today, however, was the trial for Harry's godfather, dogfather or surrogate parent. Sirius had been owled the Mansions location and recieved a letter demanding he come quickly.

Sirius and Buckbeak landed on the gravel leading up the drive. He stayed on Buckbeak's back because of his broken leg after falling off from a flying accident. Siriuc inwardly chuckled, it had been a stupid mistake joking with the Hippogriff. As soon they were ten feet in the air Buckbeak had tipped to the left, startling Sirius and caused him to fall off.

Sirius had grumbled but was happy that someone could still joke around... he never insulted Buckbeak again.

He saw Harry, Hermione, two elder people; who he assumed was Hermione's parents, a goblin and a house-elf. Buckbeak moved towards them, he was happy to see the two-legs with black-hair again. Harry reached for Sirius. "Hey Sirius! How have you been?" Harry was very happy to see his godfather.

"Pretty shit actually." Sirius joked. "I insulted Buckbeak, here." He patted Buckbeaks side. "And he decided to throw me off the next time we took off." He laughed. After he calmed down he asked. "Anything interesting on your side Pronglet?"

"A lot. I got emancipated, married, built a village, learning to prank Marauder-style and I'm learning to be an Animagus with Hermione." Harry laughed at Sirius's face as he slowly processed Harry's words. It quickly turned to shock.

Sirius's face brightened. "I take it your reading 'The Marauders Guide to Pranks and What to do if they go wrong'." He mentally went through the list. "You're married? To whom?"

Harry pulled Hermione in front of him and wrapped his arms round her waist. "This beautiful girl. Hermione Jane Potter."

Sirius smirked. "Bet she's the cleverest wtich of her year aren't you Hermione? And have a great love for books?" She nodded. "Like grandfather, like father, like son! If only James and Lils could see you two." He finished, a little sadly. "And what do you mean building a village?"

Hermione leant back into Harry and explained. "Well we signed a load of paperwork at Gringotts a while back and we're now friends with the Director Ragnok. He spent us sixty goblin warriors to protect us so we decided to build them and the house-elves that work for us a small village to purchase unique goods and a Gringotts branch has opened."

Harry nodded at her words. "Now Sirius there is someone we want you to meet."

Sirius moved round Harry to see Hermione's parents. He strode over and grasped their hands in a strong handshake. "Hey!" He peered at them acting like a pureblood-bigot, though not quite as bad. "You two seem ok... I guess I won't kill you... yet."

The two Grangers whitened as he fingered his wand. Harry kicked his godfather in the arse, who grabbed his right buttock and began massaging it. "Stop it Sirius." He told his godfather off before turning to Emma, who was hiding behind Dan and he didn't look much better. "It's fine you two, really it's fine he loves messing people around. Sirius... have you used your wand for anything yet?"

"Nope! I realised that if I ever got a trial the first thing they would do, except shoving a litre of vertiserum down my throat, is check my wand." Sirius replied. "Hence why I haven't healed my broken leg."

Hermione whipped her wand out and said. "Episkey!" Sirius groaned as his leg made a cracking sound as the bone healed. "There you go all better." She said sweetly. Harry leaned down and kissed her cheek and gave the answer Sirius was trying to get out.

"Thanks for helping him darling." She smiled at Harry's words.

Harry called. "Come over here Amelia!" She came over grinning like a maniac.

Sirius stopped and whipped out his wand and pointed it at her. "One more step..." He threatened.

"Sirius, you're very good with a wand but I'm not here to place you in jail." She replied. She didn't seem to happy.

"You betrayed me..." He said sorrowfully. His head drooped.

"I tried to get you a trial... I knew you couldn't have done that to James. Dumbledore wouldn't have it. I tried, please believe me." She returned in an upset voice. Harry and Hermione were shocked... what was this? Apparently Sirius and Amelia had err... something going.

He sighed and raised his head. "Of course I forgive you. I know you aren't the Chief Warlock... I'll be talking to Dumbledore and he will not like the talk. Come here." He opened his arms and Amelia walked over to him and gave him a strong hug.

Hermione, moved by the unfolding scene, decided for a timely interruption. "We have got you a trial Sirius."

The man looked at her amazment in his eyes. Holding Amelia still he double checked he heard right. "Did I hear correctly or is the insanity finally creeping up?" He asked, hardly daring to believe it.

"It's true." Harry confirmed. "Let's get you inside. I will need to take your wand Sirius. They're likely to snap it at the sight of ' a deranged mass-murderer" His godfather laughed and handed his wand over to him. Harry carried on while walking towards the house, holding Hermiones hand. "We have the floo open for five minutes and your trial begins as soon as you arrive."

"Are you sure the evidence is indisputable?" Sirius asked nervously. He definitely did not want to go back to Azkaban. Or be snogged by a Dementor.

"Definitely." Harry replied, confidant. "We also have enough evidence to get Dumbledore in Azkaban, but we figured that was pointless."

Sirius smiled. They walked to the porch and opened the door. Sirius already knew his way around, being invited over so oftenly by James over the years. "I'll go to the living room while you get everything then." He left with Amelia at his side.

Harry and Hermione rushed upstairs to their study to grab all the considerable paperwork before charging downstairs again. They met Sirius and Amelia who were standing by the fireplace with a handful of floo-powder. Harry and Hermione passed half their paperwork to Sirius and Madam Bones, grabbed a handful of floopowder themselves.

Harry conjured the Potter crest for Sirius, the crest went on the shoulder of his robes. Taking care to make sure that the paperwork didn't fly all over the place when they arrived at the courtroom they cast a stasis charm on the documents.

They nodded and, as one, threw their floo-powder into the fireplace, which flared green. Harry and Hermione informed Sirius of their destination. They stepped into it and called out. "Ministry of Magic, courtroom 13!"

The Wizengamot was chatting away to themselves about various topics; new bribes, pureblood laws but above all they were talking about Sirius Black and his trial scheduled in five minutes.

Their fire erupted in magical green flames and four people stepped out. Lord and Lady Potter, who wore their formal robes; made by Dobby earlier that day, Sirius Black and Amelia Bones. The head of the DMLE moved to talk her place as her judge over the court.

"We are gathered today to witness the trial for Sirius Orion Black. Mr. Black how do you plead?" She asked him. Sirius was sat in the chair and looked like he didn't have a care in the world.

"Not guilty." He replied in a calm voice.

"The charges are as follows: Mr. Black betrayed the former Lord and Lady Potter to their deaths on October 31st 1981. After said betrayal, Mr. Black supposedly killed Peter Pettigrew and thriteen other muggles. The court calls the defense forward."

Harry stood and walked until he stood next to Sirius, looked down at his godfather and smiled. "With my godfathers premisson I suggest using Vertiserum and a magical oath of truthfulness. What do you say Sirius?"

"As long as they only ask relevant questions. I, like everyone else, have things to hide." A few Wizengamot member shook their heads, but most agreed with Sirius. They called forward the Ministry potioneer and placed three drops into Sirius's mouth.

Harry began the questioning. "Name?"

"Sirius Orion Black." His godfather replied in a monotone voice.

"Were you the Potter's secret-keeper at the time of their death?"

"No." Murmers filled the court and were quickly silenced by Madame Bones. "I was the obvious choice for secret-keeper... my thriteen years in Azkaban prove that." Guilty faces were round the court. "I gave the secret to Peter Pettigrew because he wasn't a likely choice of secret-keeper."

"Do you need more proof of my godfathers innocence?" Harry asked.

A short, fat toad-like woman stood up. "Occlumency can be used to sever the effects of Vertiserum."

"Too true." Sirius laughed, startling the court. "However there is only fail-proof way for me to show you I'm innocent."

The toad-woman smiled smugly, thinking she had won. Far from it. Sirius stood, suprising the court. "Harry can I have my wand to take a magical oath?"

"Of course." Harry dug into his pockets and presented Sirius's wand and handed it too him. Sirius grinned at him. "I, Sirius Orion Black, do hereby give my oath that I never betrayed James and Lily Potter to their death nor did I kill Pettigrew and thriteen muggles." A flash of white light enveloped Sirius.

When it cleared he wasn't dead, nah; he was grinning like a cat that got the cream. "Since I'm not dead I spoke the truth."

Amelia was about to agree when toady stood up one more time. "Hem hem." She smiled sweetly, it looked hideous. "I believe Mr. Black tha-"

"What more do you need? The last thing to possibly do, even though I've given a magical oath, is let someone check my wand." He handed said wand to an Auror who had moved to his side.

"Priori Incantatem." The Auror spoke. The runic symbols of Sirius's last spell came up. The Auror recognised it as a stunning spell. The deep-voiced Auror informed the court. "His last spell was cast on November 2nd 1981. It was a stunning spell, presumably for Mr. Pettigrew?"

Sirius nodded. Toad-woman gave up. Amelia called for a vote. "All in favour of clearing the accused of all charges?"

Upon careful count over two-thirds of the court raised their hands. Seeing overwhelming numbers for Sirius's clearance, Harry slienty whooped. Amelia noticing the numbers proclaimed. "Sirius Black you are cleared of all charges."

The now free-man stood up and hugged his godson and in-law-god daughter, Hermione who had rushed over to congratulate him. Harry back from the hug and raised a hand sliencing the court.

"I have one more issue to present. It is quite a read as Madam Bones found out." The court members were curious to what the new lord had to say. "I have evidence of Mr. Albus Dumbledore, whose name is too long for his own good, has been manipulating my life. The evidence is on my seat, a moment please." He moved to his chair and grabbed the six-inches-high pile from his seat.

"This details everything about Mr. Dumbledore's invlovement of my life and the consequences of what he has done." The courts interest was sky-high. Harry cast a very powerful copying spell, creating enough copies for all the members of the Wizengamot. "Geminio Maximus." and used a banishing spell to send the papers to the members of court.

"You will want to place Mr. Dumbldore in Azkaban, which is pointless since he could escape, I suggest dis-allowing him: I want no contact with Albus Dumbldore without my magical guardian, Sirius Orion Black, beside me."

Amelia smiled. "That can be arranged, my Lord Potter. See you later."

Harry, Hermione; who had been suspiciously quiet and an overjoyed Sirius. He was free, he could re-take everything. His lordship, watch Harry grow, watch his godson and his wife become Marauders and Animagi. Not to mention seeing Amelia again, he had been there for her when she had lost her husband and she had seen him as the best man to be in her life.

Susan Bones was in for a suprise when she was introduced to the Potter Mansion the next day. Amelia had put their shared house up for sale and was interested in joining the new Potters and Black at the Manor.

Slightly under 5k words which is a bit more than usual hence missing the update for all the reviews, they really inspire me to do better.

The next chapter will have the next week where: Susan- meets Sirius- and Amelia go and stay in Potter Manor for the next week. Sirius is there as well and begin pranking Harry and Hermione. Harry and Hermione take the Animagi potion and become... the same animal as the other... in the next chapter I'll put a link in the (A/N) so you can see.

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