Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling.

Some of the concepts that will be in this fic are from other Fan fictions about Harry Potter with my own twist on them. So I would like to acknowledge all the Harry Potter fan writers on this site for great work and hundreds of hours of reading. This is an AU story.

Chapter 7

World Turned Up Side Down

The next morning found Albus fretfully pacing his Hogwarts office floor. He would be departing in one hour to attend the full Wizengamot session; it would monopolize most if not the whole day. If it were not for his obligation of being Chief Warlock he would choose to spend his day in a more productive manner. Albus had spent many years attaining the titles he held but at this moment found them to be a nuisance. "Fawkes," said to the phoenix sitting in the corner on his perch, the phoenix looking back questioningly, "I have to find him! I am to blame for this, my friend." Albus sat behind his desk and was just about to open the bottom drawer in his desk when he became aware that someone was coming up the stairs to his office. It was someone unexpected, Sibyll Trelawney. She very rarely ventured out of the north tower. 'Why is she here now?' thought Dumbledore.

"Come in Sibyll." called out Dumbledore. The door opened, in walked the person that had set in motion, Harry's destiny. She looked the same as the day he meet her almost eleven years ago, the day she made the prophecy. Huge glasses that enlarged her eyes, making here look like a bug. She was thin, wearing a spangled shawl over light orange robes, many chains and beads hanging around her neck, and rings adorning her fingers.

"What can I do for you today Sibyll?"

"You can tell me how you knew it was me for starts headmaster. I believed I was the only seer in the castle." It has been a mystery to the Hogwarts staff as to how Albus always knew who was outside his door. There was even a betting pool as to who would find out how he did it.

"Ah Sibyll, that is a secret I will take to my grave." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled behind his glasses.

"Headmaster I came to inform you that the…" Sibyll stopped mid sentence, her eyes glassed over as if looking far away. In a much deeper voice then normal she began to speak again.

The Heir of the FOUR comes

Found as the EIGHT moon rises new

Lord of family he has LOST.

TAUGHT by moon and grim

Remembers ALL placed before him

Friends he will have BEFORE.

Enemies he will find NEW

Troubled will he be with PHOENIX companion

The HEIR comes.

Clueless to resent events, Sibyll continued were she left off. "…fireplace in my tower is not working correctly; smoke is backing up in it." She continued right where she left off.

"I will have it looked at Sibyll. You may return to the tower, you look weary." Sibyll stood up nodded to the headmaster and left the office.

Before he had a moment to even think about what had just happened the fireplace in his office burst into green flames. A person in a light brown hooded cloak stepped out. Albus could not see the persons face, some kind of concealment charm obscured it; the robe had the Ministry insignia on it.

"My name is Adams, sir. I am an Unspeakable from the Department of Mysteries. We detected a prophecy has been made. Have you witnessed this Headmaster Dumbledore?" The man or woman spoke. Albus could not tell for the voice was distorted to hide the person's identity.

"Yes…Yes, I witnessed it. Sibyll Trelawney just left." Albus was even more troubled now.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, as required by Ministry law I must request the memory of the prophecy."

"Yes. Yes. I am aware of the requirement." Albus pulled his wand from his pocket and placed it against his temple. He extracted the memory from his mind. The silvery liquid hung from the tip of his wand. The Unspeakable pulled half of a small sphere from his robes in which Albus placed the memory. Once the memory was in the half sphere the other half formed over the top, sealing it in, a gray mist formed within. The voice of Sibyll Trelawney could be heard from within repeating the prophecy. The Unspeakable listened and then turned to Albus.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, do you know whom the prophecy is about?" Before replying Albus returned to his chair behind his desk, steepling his fingers in front of him lost in thought.

"I am not be certain Mr. Adams…" The Unspeakable cut him off

"Just Adams, Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Yes, yes. The phoenix companion is most likely me, I am aware of no others with a phoenix as a friend." Albus turned to look at Fawkes. "As to the identity of the Heir, I… do not… know. I know many Lords that have lost family." The unspeakable nodded their head, turned and walked to the fireplace. The unspeakable then turned back to Albus.

"Since I agree that you are mentioned in this prophecy, your name will be on it in the Department of Mysteries. You may come listen to it at any time." The fireplace then burst into green flames, the unspeakable stepped in and disappeared.

Albus remained sitting at his desk contemplating this event. 'Found as the eight moon rises new? The new moon has already risen this month, next year maybe. Taught by moon and grim? That doesn't make any sense.' Albus looked up seeing the clock on the wall and groaned. It was time to leave for the Wizengamot.

-oo00oo-

Mr. Crandall arrived in the Ministry building thirty minutes before the start of the Wizengamot session. He was looking forward to the days events. The atrium of the ministry was buzzing with people. The lines of large fireplaces lining both walls were constantly spitting people out of the floo. Mr. Crandall walked to the lifts at the back of the atrium, past the large Fountain of Magical Brethren.

The fountain displayed a witch and wizard standing over a centaur, goblin and house elf, a sign read that all the Sickles and Knuts tossed into the fountain were donated to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. Mr. Crandall tossed a galleon into the fountain as he passed. When he reached the lifts, instead of going to level ten he asked for level two Department of Magical Law Enforcement. He exited the lift then leaned against the wall near by waiting.

-oo00oo-

Amelia Bones exited her office securing it behind her. Her little trap had been successful and she now knew who had placed the listening charms in her office. 'Oh there is going to be more then one round of fireworks today.' She smiled to herself as she walked down the corridor toward the lifts. As she approached, she spotted Mr. Crandall casually leaning against the wall. She walked by him without even acknowledging him. As she passed he slipped the vial containing the memory to her then followed her into the lift.

-oo00oo-

Harry woke up early Thursday morning. Mr. Crandall and his Granddad had both wanted him ready to go to the Ministry if things didn't go as planned. He would have to reveal himself as Lord Potter and demand justice be done for the deaths of his parents to include a full confession. If things didn't go as planned this would at least force the ministry to give Sirius Black veritaserum to get the confession.

Only a Lord of a pureblood family could call for such a confession. It was one of those old laws. Tula had laid out some fine looking robes for Harry; she got them from the Potter vault and altered them to fit him. They were black with fine gold and silver stitching, the Potter Family crest over were the left breast pocket should be. After a bath, Harry dressed, and then went to the master study. Tula had his breakfast ready. After picking at his food and eating very little Harry settled down in one of the chairs by the fireplace, retrieving the next oldest journal from the shelf. His plan was to read them in reverse order going back in time. Hopefully that would allow him to read the old English in the first journal.

-oo00oo-

Sirius was sitting on the cot in the ministry holding cell. He had been informed by the Auror that was guarding his cell door all night that it would be about three hours before he was brought to the courtroom. He hadn't slept much the night before with everything that had happened the day before. He still didn't know what he would do if he was released today. 'Have a good meal to start.' He had been brought breakfast early, before any of the other prisoners by his auror guard. "Well nothing to do but the wait."

-oo00oo-

A throng of people waited outside the Wizengamot for the doors to open, Mr. Crandall one of them. There where a lot of reporters and other witches and wizards that had come to watch the proceedings today. At exactly ten the doors where opened for the crowd, who noisily filed into the public section of the large oval chamber. Reporters took seats to the front at floor level and started pulling out parchment and quills. The rest filled the stadium seats behind them. The courtroom was divided by the large floor with the single chair in the center. Mr. Crandall took a seat near the front on the end and waited. He could see even the seats in the balcony section above him were almost full to capacity.

Several minutes later the members of the Wizengamot started to enter the chamber from doors on the other side of the room. In the lead was Albus Dumbledore as the Chief Warlock. He was followed closely by Minister Fudge and his staff. The rest of the members took their seats around the far side of the room. Even the balcony section was filling up. To Mr. Crandall it looked like every member of the Wizengamot was in attendance today as it should be.

Madam Bones took her seat to the right of Dumbledore as the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Minister Fudge took the seat to the left of the Chief Warlock. After everyone was seated Dumbledore stood up, holding his hand up for silence. The room fell silent moments later.

"Minister, members of the Wizengamot, ladies and gentlemen, I would like to welcome you to the fall session of the full Wizengamot. We have on our agenda today several criminal cases that required the full season and three proposals for new laws. Minister Fudge?"

Minister of Magic Fudge stood up. He had a bright smile and a cheerful looking face. He was in a good mood today. "I would also like to welcome the members of the Wizengamot, ladies and gentlemen of the public, and representatives of the press. We will see justice done today by this noble court and laws passed to better our society. It is my hope that what we do here today is remembered for years to come." Several reporters rushed forward to take Fudge's picture. The Minister sat back down with a wide grin on his face. The information that Madam Umbridge provided to him two days ago was going to guaranty to get his new laws passed.

"Madam Bones will you please present your first case." asked Albus.

"Thank you Chief Warlock Dumbledore. The first case I would like to present…" Madam Bones presented five cases to the Wizengamot, all murder cases, and all found guilty with life sentences in Azkaban. That was all that was on the agenda for the criminal cases, Albus was just starting to stand up when Madam Bones held her hand up stopping him. He looked at Amelia questioningly. Minister Fudge looked irritated.

Amelia was about to drop a Wiz Bang on the Wizengamot. She looked to Mr. Crandall, who stood up and waited. "Members of the Wizengamot please forgive me, but I have two more late cases that could not wait for the next full session this winter. I beg the Wizengamot's pardon for this last minute addition." She looked to Albus.

"This is not unusual Madam Bones, not the first time it has happened, please continue." Spoke Dumbledore to the courtroom.

"Thank you Chief Warlock Dumbledore. The first case is a major case that comes with a heavy fine and dismissal of both position in the ministry of magic and their seat on the Wizengamot." Minister Fudge jumped to his feet.

"WHAT is this, anything within the ministry should have been brought to MY attention for disposition before being brought to the full season." Amelia cut him off. Fudge's face was turning red. Several reporters took that moment to snap a few pictures.

"The reason this was not brought before you Minister is that it involves someone within your office." Amelia made sure that everyone could hear her reply. The flashes of the reporters camera almost blinding her.

"WHAT! NO ONE IN MY OFFICE IS UP ON CHARGES!" yelled Fudge. Albus stood up between the two holding his hand up to the minister.

"Minister Fudge, calm your self, please. Madam Bones is within the law in this regard if the person or persons work within your office. Please precede Madam Bones." Minister Fudge sat back down with a huff. Dumbledore calmly took his seat again.

"Thank you Chief Warlock Dumbledore. Two days ago while in a private meeting within my very own office as Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. It was brought to my attention that two listening charms had been placed within my office. I was not aware of there existence until the start of this meeting. I do regularly have my office checked. The charms were not there during the last sweep only three days prior." Delores Umbridge was looking exceedingly nervous in her seat, she didn't notice the two Auror that moved to sit behind her. Amelia continued.

"As per the ministry law of 1078, it is illegal to place listening charms or other surveillance charms or devices within any department heads office by any ministry employee or the offices of the minister without written consent from the minister and three other department heads and the reason for the monitoring most be clearly defined within. The crime is punishable by a fine of ten thousand galleons, dismissal of position within the ministry and forfeit of seat on the Wizengamot if said person has one. Also as per the same law if the person charged is found guilty, they are required to go under truth serum questioning to determine who if anyone was also involved and who received any information gleaned from said charms." Albus interrupted Amelia.

"Madam Bones, the Wizengamot is aware of the old law, though it has not been used in a very long time, please proceed." Dumbledore knew that no good was going to come of this but there was no way to stop it now. The minister, back in 1078 when the law was created was even more paranoid then Fudge and had used the law to clean the ministry of his rivals and surprisingly the widespread corruption of the time. So unfortunate that it didn't stay that way.

"Of course, Chief Warlock Dumbledore, after discovering the charms, I silenced them and continued my meeting. After my meeting concluded I removed the charms in a way that made them look like they had malfunctioned. Before leaving my office I set my own surveillance charms up in the office. This recording is the result of that charm and was recorded not five minutes after I left." Amelia held up a recording crystal.

From the ceiling in the center of the room a large frame descended. It looked like a portrait frame but much, much larger and without the canvas. After it finished descending it filled with a thick mist. The recording started, showing Madam Bones exiting her office. It continued to play for a minute or two with nothing happening. "Well Madam Bones I see nothing here." insisted Minister Fudge. Just then the recording showed the door to the office opening again. Delores Umbridge entered the office, pulled her wand and clearly incarnated the listening charms. The recording then showed her reading a parchment that was on top of Madam Bones's desk. The assembled Wizengamot went into an uproar. Reporters started screaming questions at Minister Fudge, did he order the charms, and did he know about them. Amelia had dropped the first Wiz Bang.

"THIS IS AN OUTRAGE, I have not been in Madam Bones's office without her present there." yelled Umbridge as she jumped up from her seat in the Wizengamot. "This must be a fabrication to undermine the Minister and his administration. I will NOT have it." Fudge tried to sink into his chair as far as he could to not draw attention to himself.

"QUIET!" yelled Dumbledore after casting the sonorus charm on him self, so he could be heard over all the chaos. "I WILL HAVE quiet please. Madam Umbridge you have been accused of illegal use of listening charms on a Department head of the Ministry of magic. Do you have the required paperwork signed by the minister and three department heads?"

"I do not, Chief Warlock, this is a clear fabrication, as I have stated, I have not been in her" Umbridge pointed to Amelia. "office without her presence." Umbridge replied with such smile on her face that it alarming to look at.

"Then how do you plead to the charges?" asked Dumbledore.

"Not guilty, Chief Warlock." Umbridge stated in a sickly sweat voice.

"Madam Umbridge, please take a seat in the center of the courtroom." ordered Dumbledore.

"I will not, I am not guilty, this is a fabrication." Dumbledore just stared at Umbridge for a moment. "Auror please escort the accused to the stand." Two aurors stood up from behind Madam Umbridge. No one had noticed them sitting there. Each took an arm to escort Umbridge to the witness stand in the center of the floor. Delores gave a pull getting her arms free and walked with as much dignity as she could to the chair, sitting down. One of the auror removed her wand from her.

"Madam Bones is there any other evidence you wish to offer." Dumbledore addressed her.

"Yes Chief Warlock Dumbledore, I offer this." After pulling her wand out and holding it up. "I Madam Amelia Bones swear on my magic that the recording presented be true and has not been tampered with in any way." A bright white light surrounded Amelia for a moment. She then lit the tip of her wand to prove that she still had her magic. The entire Wizengamot then broke into chaos again, most demanding a guilty verdict. Umbridge went white as a sheet in the witness stand. Again Albus had to get the room under control. After everyone quieted down and took their seats he called for a decision. It took almost no time to get the results, Guilty.

"Delores Umbridge you have been found guilty of the illegal use of listening charms on a Department head of the Ministry of Magic." Albus stopped at this point it was his job to pass sentence. He looked around the room for a moment, meeting the eyes of several members. "I hereby sentence you to a fine of ten thousand galleons, you are stripped of your seat in the Wizengamot and your job in the ministry is terminated. Will you willingly submit to questioning under veritaserum?"

"I…I will not" replied Umbridge, she knew she was defeated.

The Auror next to her pulled a small vial of clear liquid from his robe pocket and looked to Dumbledore for instructions. Albus looked about the courtroom again, his eyes coming to rest on Minister Fudge, who was just sitting in his seat with a blank look on his face. Albus then nodded to the auror. The Auror had to stun Umbridge to get the three drops of truth serum into her mouth. She was then woken up with Ennervate a moment later. After waking up, Umbridge got the tell tale sign that she was under the effect of the veritaserum, her eyes had a far away glossy look to them. Albus took up the questioning.

"Delores Umbridge, did anyone else know about the listening charms you placed in Madam Bones's office?"

"Yes" replied Umbridge in a monotone voice. She didn't have to elaborate on the answer.

"Who else knew about the charms?" Dumbledore rephrased the question

"Frez Kealler" She was not going to give any information unless it was specifically asked for. Madam Bones knew that name; it was one of the Aurors in charge of charm detection in the ministry. She motioned to a waiting Auror by the door and he slipped out.

"Did you have listening or surveillance charms in any other offices and which offices?"

"Yes, I had charms placed in all of the department heads offices." Umbridge continue to list off more offices of lesser officials in the ministry. This caused more chaos, as those department heads demanded that she be punished for each offense. After getting control back Dumbledore continued the questioning.

It turned out the only person she was passing information to was Minister Fudge but he was not aware of how Umbridge was getting the information. After the questioning was finished, Umbridge was given the antidote then escorted out of the courtroom and the ministry by the two auror. She gave one last look at Amelia Bones and Mr. Crandall as she was escorted out; she knew he had something to do with this. Delores would get her revenge.

Fudge sat through the questioning, he didn't want to draw attention to himself. He had suspected how Umbridge got her information but never knew for sure. He figured it would be best to just fade into the background today else he be the next person escorted out.

"You have another case to be brought Madam Bones?" asked Dumbledore.

-oo00oo-

Sirius was escorted from his cell, the auror told him to put the hood up on his cloak so that they could get to the waiting room below the Wizengamot without trouble. Sirius did as he was told. "Mr. Black" the auror whispered to him. "Do not try anything; I have been given permission to use Avada Kadavra if you do." Sirius nodded.

-oo00oo-

"Yes Chief Warlock Dumbledore, the next case involves the incarceration of an innocent man to Azkaban. Evidence has been brought to my attention that will exonerate the individual. Bring forth the accused." As the witness chair in the center of the room lowered into the floor, the members of the Wizengamot were getting distressed again. Innocent people where not sent to Azkaban and if this turned out to be true the entire justice system in the wizarding world would be turned up side down.

As the Wizengamot waited for the appearance of whoever it was, the large portrait frame lowered into view again and filled with mist.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the Wizengamot" started Amelia. "Two days ago, I was presented with evidence that an innocent man had been sent to Azkaban, I was at first like you suspicious. Mr. Crandall if you please come forward!" Mr. Crandall who had been waiting stepped to the center of the courtroom next to where the chair would rise out of the floor.

"Members of the Noble Wizengamot, I am Scott Crandall, solicitor employed by Gringotts Bank. This past Monday, a client of Gringotts, while in a meeting with Ragnok, Chief of the Bank, presented evidence in the form of a memory. I was the one who extracted and verified that this memory was true and not tampered with. I am willing to swear an unbreakable oath to this. In course I took on this individual as my client. I would present the evidence now." Within the mist the events of a little over ten years ago played out.

James and Lily Potter who was holding infant Harry, Peter Pettigrew and Sirius Black sat speaking. "I know Wormtail doesn't have the strongest of minds, sorry Peter. I would be the obvious choice but make Peter the Secret Keeper. No one would ever suspect it was him." said Sirius.

"Ok Padfoot, we need to tell Dumbledore that we made the switch first thing." Replied James then looked over at Peter. "You ok with this Peter, it's a big responsibility?"

"Ya James it's no problem." Peter had an impish smile on his face.

When the memory finished playing the chaos that ensued was deafening. Minister Fudge was on his feet, yelling at Dumbledore. The rest of the Wizengamot was in chaos. It was common knowledge that Sirius Black was the secret keeper; some member shouted "Why did this not come out in his trial?" That was just the question that Amelia and Mr. Crandall had been waiting for. Amelia cast the sonorus charm on her throat so all could hear the answer.

"The reason this information never came out in trial Mr. Crabtree, is that Sirius Black was never given a trial!" Amelia sat back down and watched as the second and much larger Wiz Bang was dropped on the Wizengamot. On the outside she was her normal controlled self, on the inside she was laughing at the chaos.

"SIRIUS BLACK IS IN AZKABAN AND THAT IS WHERE HE IS GOING TO STAY!" yelled Minister Fudge. "HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN GIVEN THE DEMENTOR KISS AND THAT IS JUST WHAT I WILL ORDER!"

Just as Minister Fudge made that announcement the chair in the center of the courtroom ascended back up, sitting in the chair with his arms, legs, and chest bound by chains was none other then Sirius Black. "Is all this fussing over little old me" stated Sirius with a straight face. Mr. Crandall gave a small chuckle as the rest of the Wizengamot and the spectators dropped to utter silence. Again Fudge spoke out.

"What… what is he doing here… b… br… bring a dementor a… at once." Getting his voice back under control Fudge continued. "By order of the Minister of Magic, I order he receive the kiss." Amelia interrupted him.

"Minister Fudge you have ordered the execution of a man without a proper trial. If you insist on that order being carried out I will have to place you under arrest for murder. Do you still wish that order be carried out?" Minister Fudge looked at Madam Bones his mouth moving but nothing coming out. Several reporters were taking his picture at that moment. It was Dumbledore that saved the Minister. Though he didn't think Fudge would remain Minister after such stupidity.

"Minister Fudge, As Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, I herby issue, a stay of execution until Sirius Black's guilt or innocence can be proven. Please… take… your… seat." Fudge dropped down into his seat for the second time today with a huff. If he had only kept his mouth shut. "Please continue Madam Bones." ordered Dumbledore with a twinkle in his eye.

"Thank you, Chief Warlock." The rest of the Wizengamot was on the edge of its seat. Only a small few of its members were frightened at this turn of events. Though in the case of Lord Lucius Malfoy, you could not tell by looking at him. "Mr. Crandall, has your client consented to questioning under veritaserum?"

"He has Madam Bones." replied Mr. Crandall. Mr. Crandall had spoken quickly and quietly with Sirius during the chaos. Madam Bones motioned to the Auror on the court floor to proceed. Sirius willingly took the three drops of clear liquid onto his tongue and swallowed. Several moments later his face took on the signs of being under the effects of the truth serum.

"State your name for the record." Madam Bones ordered. This was the moment of truth. If this had been a scam of some kind to get Sirius Black out of Azkaban so he could be broken out of the ministry, it was her career that was over.

"Sirius Orion Black"

"Are you the Potter's secret keeper?" asked Amelia

"No, I switched with Peter Pettigrew at the last minute. I would have been the obvious choice, so we decided that I would be the decoy. James was to inform Albus Dumbledore." Sirius replied in a monotone voice. He was not going to fight the truth serum, so gave a full answer

"I was never informed Madam Bones and I am willing to swear an oath to that effect." stated Dumbledore so that everyone in the room could hear him. Madam Bones nodded to Dumbledore and continued the questioning. She wasn't after the Chief Warlock.

"Sirius Black, did you kill Peter Pettigrew and twelve muggles at eleven thirty two PM on the thirty first of October, 1981?"

"No, I confronted Peter on the street, but he took me by surprise. He cut off one of his own fingers, and then blasted the street with Avada Kadavra; he then turned into a rat and fled down a sewer pipe. He is an unregistered animagus."

"Sirius Black do you support He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?"

"No" Amelia got a burst of inspiration with the next question. There was no doubt that in her mind now that he was innocent and would be set free.

"Do you know the names of any death eaters?" Fudge jumped to his feet again but was stopped from saying anything by Dumbledore. Before Dumbledore could overrule the question, since Sirius was now established as not being a death eater, how would he know who was a death eater.

"Yes, I was in a cell next to my cousin Bella. I have had to listen to her rant about all the death eaters that claimed to be under the imperious curse to get free, instead of proclaiming their allegiance and loyalty to the Dark Lord like she did."

"What are the names you heard?" Amelia quickly asked, she knew she was on thin ice right now with these questions.

"Peter Pettigrew, Igor Karkaroff, Severus Snape, Fenrir Grayback, Lucius Malfoy," When Sirius started naming people Lucius had already, quietly made his way out of the courtroom and was in the ministry atrium. Sirius named a few other people before stopping.

Cornelius Fudge hearing Malfoy's name knew he was done for; Malfoy was one of his biggest supporters and council. He looked to where he had seen him earlier but Malfoy was no longer in his seat, which only confirmed the truth.

"Mr. Black, who was in the room when it was decided to switch secret keepers?" this was asked not by Madam Bones but by Dumbledore. Amelia had agreed not to ask the question during her meeting with Mr. Crandall.

Sirius replied. "James and Lily Potter, Peter Pettigrew, myself, and Harry Potter, he was sitting in his mothers lap."

"Who do you think provided the memory we just witnessed?" ask Dumbledore.

"I did not see the memory, I was not yet in the courtroom, so could not tell you." replied Sirius. Madam bones jumped back in before Dumbledore could ask another question.

Madam bones asked a few more questions, and then rested her case. Mr. Crandall was happy that he didn't have to pull Harry out of hiding; the fact was that he did not have to do much at all. Amelia had taken care of it all.

Within minutes of Madam Bones concluding her case, the Wizengamot was ready to render a verdict. Dumbledore stood up and waited for the room to quiet. "In this case the Wizengamot finds Sirius Black not guilty on all charges and it is with our deepest apologies that we also award Sirius Black one hundred thousand galleons for his unlawful time spent in Azkaban."

The chains fell away from Sirius but he remained sitting in the witness chair. It took a moment but then Sirius finally broke. The two good meals, one night of troubled sleep, and a wash basin could not take away the ten years he spent in Azkaban. The tears started to fall down his face and his body started to shake with uncontrolled subs. It took Mr. Crandall and the Auror that had been guarding him to help Sirius to his feet, then to the back of the chamber where Sirius finally collapsed unconscious.

After all was said and done. Dumbledore was able to get the Wizengamot back on the agenda. The new laws purposed by Fudge got soundly shot down. In a last ditch effort to save his job, Fudge ordered the immediate arrest of everyone that Sirius Black had named. That was until Mr. Crabtree stood up just before Dumbledore could close the meeting.

"Chief Warlock," Called out Crabtree. "I call for a vote of no confidence in Minister Fudge. It is apparent to all here that he is unstable and not fit to lead our community." Fudge sank deeper into his seat. He had almost made it, if only Dumbledore had been a little quicker closing the session. "I call for an interim Minister be appointed until a vote can be called next week, allowing time for discussion and cooler heads."

The proposal was quickly seconded and passed. Many voices were heard for Dumbledore to take up as interim Minister, but he turned it down. To the surprise of Fudge, who always thought Dumbledore was after his job. In the end it was Mr. Crabtree, who was appointed. He accepted under the provision that he would not be forced to run for Minister if the vote was successful. It was still a year or more before a general vote for minister could be held after Fudge got the boot. Dumbledore closed the meeting of the Wizengamot, quickly leaving the chamber to try and intercept Sirius.

Amelia Bones just sat in the courtroom long after it was empty; she had a lot of work ahead of her. She already had a few proposals she wanted to get into law, like forced veritaserum questioning for all accused. She also sat contemplating if she should run for minister. She was also looking forward to the Daily Prophet tomorrow morning.

-oo00oo-

Minister Fudge went back to his office with his head down. Reporters were yelling questions at him the entire way. When he got back he found Mr. Crabtree already sitting behind his desk. 'HIS DESK' then the reality set in, he was done. He entered the office under careful watch and removed his personal items.

-oo00oo-

Since the public doors were locked during the Wizengamot session Sirius and Mr. Crandall had to wait. Sirius regained consciousness after the Auror gave him a restorative potion. Mr. Crandall didn't say anything to Sirius as they waited other then to ask for Sirius to accompany him after it was all over. Sirius had nodded his head. Mr. Crandall didn't want to say anything about Harry with so many ears around. It had not surprised Mr. Crandall that Minister Fudge had been removed from his office. He had kind of expected it after Umbridge got tossed. Sirius's case alone would not have done it if Fudge had been smart and taken the credit for seeing justice done. He was after all not the person that had tossed Sirius in Azkaban in the first place, that had been Barty Crouch. Crouch had stayed quiet during the proceedings. Mr. Crandall as he was walking toward the atrium with Sirius had reminded the reports of that fact.

Dumbledore managed to intercept Mr. Crandall and Sirius in the atrium. He had a lot of questions and regrets. He first wanted to apologize to Sirius for not believing in him.

"Sirius" Dumbledore called out. Sirius turned and waited for the headmaster. "Sirius, I… I want to apologize for not believing in you. I should have known that you would never betray James. I… I am sorry" Sirius looked Albus in the face, just starring at him for a moment.

"Headmaster, I need time to think. I accept the apology but please give me some time. I would like a nice bath and hot food right now." Sirius turned away from Dumbledore and started to walk away.

"Sirius… Sirius out of the people in the room that night you switched secret keepers, do you have any idea who could have provided a memory of the event." Dumbledore's voice rising as he tried to keep up with Sirius and Mr. Crandall. Sirius stopped again and turned around a thoughtful look on his face. Several reporters gathered around to hear the answer.

"Headmaster... James and Lily are dead along with my godson, only Peter or I could have provided a memory of that night. I did not provide it and I don't think Peter would want to. So no I don't know." Dumbledore got a thoughtful look on his face then replied in a sincere and regretful whisper of a voice.

"Sirius, Harry did not die that night. He is safe."

"WHAT! Where is my godson, Albus? Where is he?" Sirius was agitated and elated. Harry was alive. He had to see him. A camera flashed in his face but he didn't even notice it.

"Harry has been safe Sirius, maybe we should talk about this at Hogwarts. If you could come with me…" Before Dumbledore could finish Mr. Crandall who had been listening stepped up.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, there are a few legal items that must be taken care of by Mr. Black, I need to speak with him for a moment in private?" before either man could reply Mr. Crandall guided Sirius away from Dumbledore.

When they were several meters away Mr. Crandall leaned very close to Sirius and in a whisper. "If you come with me, you will see Harry in a few minutes. If you go with Albus, it will be difficult. He doesn't know where Harry is right now." Sirius was confused to say the least. But this Mr. Crandall had just helped to get him freed when the Headmaster never tried. Sirius nodded his head. Mr. Crandall turned back to Dumbledore.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, Sirius will see you as soon as the legal issues are resolved at Gringotts and he has had time to get cleaned up, fed, and had good nights sleep. When would be a good time for him to come?"

"Mr. Crandall is it, yes I remember you, Ravenclaw class of 41'; I will be available in two days at Hogwarts. Since Sirius will not be available I will be on a short trip. Two days Sirius." now addressing Sirius directly and sternly. "We have things to discuss." Sirius again just nodded his head.

Dumbledore watched as Sirius was guided not to the exit to Diagon Alley, like he was going to Gringotts, but to the ministry apparition point. Just as Sirius placed a hand on Mr. Crandalls arm, Dumbledore realized something was up. He was too late to stop them from leaving as they both disapparated away with a loud 'POP'. Reporters were hounding him with questions at this point, so he quickly made his way to the floo and returned to Hogwarts.

-oo00oo-

Harry was about half way through the second journal when Tula brought him lunch. Anton Potter had had a peaceful life. There had been no dark wizards to fight. He had been a potions master, having created several original potions, although he never released them to the public. Anton had only one son Harold. Harry put the journal back on the shelf before sitting back down to lunch. Reading always settled Harry's emotions so he was able to eat all of his lunch.

After Lunch Harry talked with his granddad about how the wards worked. They didn't get very far when Biggly popped in to the room. "Harry, Mr. Crandall and Sirius Black are in the…"

Before Biggly could finish his announcement Harry was out the door at a full run. Harry ran into the main room, he had only been wearing socks all morning, having taken his shoes off to relax while reading. So when he got to the foyer door which was open he skidded past it on the polished marble floor, landing on his butt. "ooommfff" As he sat back up he could hear laughter coming from behind him.

"A little excited there Har… Harry." Mr. Crandall laughed. Mr. Crandall walked over to him and helped him to stand up. When Harry got to his feet he looked behind Mr. Crandall and could see a man with long dark hair. His deep gray eyes were surrounded with dark sunken circles. Even in the brown robe he was wearing, the man looked too thin. But Harry could see repressed laughter; the corners of his mouth were twitching.

Mr. Crandall got his laughter under control. "Harry let me introduce you to…" Harry ran around Mr. Crandall and jumped at Sirius with a wide smile on his face.

"SIRIUS, PADFOOT." All the good memories about Sirius, from when Harry was a baby, flew to the front of Harry's mind. Harry ran right into Sirius's arms wrapping his own around him. He couldn't hold back the tears as he held onto Sirius.

-oo00oo-

Sirius held onto Harry, the spitting image of his friend James. When he had arrived at Potter Manor, he was at first stunned. He had been here a lot after leaving home. The Potter's had taken him in after his second year in Hogwarts, living with them every summer and on the holidays.

Just as he was remembering all the fond times a blur skidded past the foyer door and he heard an "oommff" of someone falling on their back side. Mr. Crandall, who had side-alone apperated him here, ran out the door and started laughing at whatever the blur had been. Sirius followed him out the door and could see him helping someone off the floor. "A little excited there Har… Harry." Mr. Crandall was still laughing.

When he realized what the Blur had been he wanted to laugh too, but didn't want Harry's first impression of him to be that of someone laughing at him. So with great difficulty he held it in. That was when Harry looked at him from around Mr. Crandall and yelled not only his name but his nickname just before launching himself at him.

That was when the tears started for Sirius, his own emotions overwhelming him. "Harrrry…" then the world went dark.

-oo00oo-

Harry was holding on to Sirius like his life depended on it. "Harrry…" Sirius spoke and then collapsed. Mr. Crandall and Harry just managed to keep Sirius from falling hard to the floor.

"SIRIUS!… what's going on Mr. Crandall is Sirius ok" Now the tears in Harry's eye came from worry not happiness. Harry tried to shake Sirius awake but he only moaned.

"Harry, Sirius has had a very hard day, plus he was just brought from Azkaban last night. Two good meals and a night's sleep will not undue ten years in that place, he needs rest." replied Mr. Crandall with worry in his voice. "We should have a healer look at him. Is there someplace we can put him, I have a healer friend at St. Mungo's that I can have come out."

"Biggly!" cried Harry. With a soft pop the elf was standing next to him. "Yes Lord Potter. Biggly has already a room prepared, please follow me."

"Thank you Biggly. How did you know?" Harry's voice carried all the worry he was feeling.

"It is Biggly job to know Lord Potter." the house elf said.

Mr. Crandall started to pull his wand out of his pocket, but before he could Harry flicked his hand and Sirius started to float up in the air. After placing Sirius into bed in one of the family suites, Mr. Crandall returned down stairs. "Harry I am going to go call my friend. She will need to be added to the access list, her name is Lynn Stuart. I will be back in a few minutes."

"Tula" called out Harry. A moment later Tula appeared next to Harry. "Please bring me the manor access book." asked Harry.

Tula disappeared and a moment later reappeared with the book. She had also brought ink and quill with her. Harry added Lynn Stuart to the list then turned back to watching over Sirius. Harry sat in a chair next to the bed his face full of worry. Sirius was moaning and mumbling. Harry was almost in a panic, he didn't want to lose his godfather just after getting him back. Harry took his godfather's hand in his and waited for Mr. Crandall to return with tears rolling down his face.

Several Minutes later or maybe longer Harry didn't know, Mr. Crandall returned with a young lady following him. Harry was barely aware that they had entered the room. The young lady hurried to the bed, pulling her wand out. She started whispering incantations and waving her wand over Sirius. After a few minutes she stopped and looked at Harry. He didn't look to well either so she waved her wand over him as well. Harry was fine just emotionally drained.

"Scott" She addressed Mr. Crandall. "Mr. Black is mentally, emotionally and physically drained. He is not in any danger at the moment but he is under nourished, suffering from the after affects of the Dementors, and needs to rest for a few days." She then walked around the bed and knelt next to Harry.

"Hello, young man. My name is Lynn, you must be Mr. Potter." Harry finally acknowledged seeing the two people in the room.

Harry looked at the lady next to him. She was young maybe in her late twenties, with dark almost black hair that was up in a neat bun on the top of her head. She had deep blue eyes that were full of caring and concern. She was about average weight and Harry couldn't tell how tall she was.

"Harry, Mr. Black will be just fine. He needs rest, some restorative and nutrition potions. I would like to give him a potion to make him sleep better also but I have to go get the other potions first. Do you understand?" Harry nodded his head and turned back to looking at Sirius. Miss Stuart stood back up and started walking toward the door.

"Miss Stuart." Harry called out in a subdued voice. She turned back around. "There is a full potions lab in the research wing and there are hundreds of finished potions in a storage closet there. I don't know what they all are, I didn't really look but maybe you can find what Sirius needs there. Tula." Tula popped in. "show Miss Stuart the potions lab please." Tula nodded her head and walked out the door.

"Okay Harry I'll have a look." replied Lynn as she followed the elf out. Mr. Crandall pulled up a chair next to Harry and put his hand on his shoulder.

"It will be okay Harry. Sirius will be fine in a few days. Like Lynn said he just needs a few days rest." Mr. Crandall waited with Harry until Miss Stuart returned.

-oo00oo-

Lynn followed the elf through the amazing manor. Everywhere she looked there was some sight to behold. On the way in she had not paid a lot of attention; she had a patient waiting but now she looked. They walked down a long, wide hallway that had many portraits hanging on the walls. She had never been in an ancient wizarding family's home before being a half blood, her mother being a muggle. As they walked down the hall one of the portraits stopped her. "Who are you Miss?" the portrait asked.

"Lynn Stuart, St. Mungo's healer, I was called to attend Mr. Black. He is in need of some potions and Mr. Potter directed me to the potions lab storage." replied Lynn.

"Very well Miss Stuart, I shall meet you there." The figure in the portrait exited the frame.

When Lynn entered the potions lab she thought that she had found heaven. She was close to getting her potion mastery and this lab was the best she had ever seen, even at St. Mungo's. The elf Tula directed her to a door inside the lab. In the portrait on the far wall was the same person who had questioned her in the hall. He was keeping an eye on her. She reached the door and opened it. Lynn had been expecting a potions cabinet or small closet with shelves, not a three meter by five meter deep room full of shelves, all stocked with finished potions.

"All the potions are labeled young lady" called out the portrait "and each shelf is labeled for what's on its shelves."

Lynn entered the room and started looking for what she needed. As she entered the room she could feel the powerful preservation charms all over. The way the room was set up she quickly found what she needed. The labels on the potions had the potion name and a number. When she left the room she asked the portrait what the number meant.

"That young lady is how many days the potion is good for outside of that room. Inside that room they will never go bad." The portrait gave as an explanation. With potions in hand Lynn followed the elf back to Sirius. The elf never said a word.

An hour later Harry, along with Mr. Crandall and Lynn Stuart, left Sirius to sleep with Rasa looking after him. Harry escorted them both to the master study.

"Would you both join me for dinner?" Harry asked, he was still worried about Sirius but after being given the potions by Miss Stuart he had fallen into a sound sleep. Both accepted. After they were in the study Harry walked behind his desk to bring his granddad up to date.

Lynn had given Harry a calming drought she called it and he was feeling much better. While he was talking to his granddad, Mr. Crandall and Lynn looked around the study then sat in the lounge. "Scott this house is amazing, have you ever seen anything like it?" asked Lynn.

"Yes a few times but nothing this big. Lynn listen you cannot tell anyone about what you have seen here. You can't tell anyone you have seen Harry Potter. Harry is in hiding and it needs to stay that way until next year. I'm glad I caught you while you were off duty; St. Mungo's won't have any record of this visit."

In a whisper Lynn replied. "Dad you told me you had a new client, but Harry Potter, this is big. What's going on?" just at that moment Harry walked over to them.

"That is a long story Miss Stuart." Looking at Mr. Crandall Harry asked. "This is your daughter? I guess I never asked about your family did I."

"Yes, Harry I would like you to meet Lynn Stuart, my daughter. She took her mothers maiden name. I get the bad client once in a while and it was to protect her." Harry nodded his head in understanding.

The three talked until dinner was announced by Tula. During dinner in the family dinning room Lynn talked about herself a little. She was a fully qualified healer and a year away from getting her potion mastery. She had not attended Hogwarts instead going to a school in the colonies, The Salem Institute. Harry listened to everything and made few comments. His mind was still on Sirius sleeping upstairs. He did have a few questions about how potions were brewed, just to get a basic understanding. Lynn was all too happy to answer his questions. She did warn him not to try to brew anything without supervision because some potions had a tendency to blow up.

"Maybe I could hire you to come teach me potions a few time a week." Harry asked Lynn.

"I don't know Harry, I have a full schedule working for St. Mungo's and doing research for an original potion so I can get my mastery since having finished my apprenticeship. The offer is tempting though, I would love to work in a world class potions lab like you have here."

"One of the things my granddad told me a couple days ago was to find people I could trust to teach me. If you are willing I'll pay you what you make at St. Mungo's and you can have one of the guest suites here, plus unlimited use of the lab." Harry was looking forward to spending time with his godfather but he still had the need to learn. He was also feeling lonely in the big Manor.

"Tell you what Harry, let me think it over and talk with my father about it. I want to come by tomorrow to check on Mr. Black anyway so I will let you know by then okay?" Harry agreed and talk turned to the family tree ritual that still needed to be done. Lynn excused herself to go check on Sirius and then said her goodbyes; she had a shift at St. Mungo's in a few hours and wanted to get some sleep.

Mr. Crandall and Harry returned to the study to do the ritual. "That was a very generous offer you made to my daughter Harry, thank you. I don't know if she will accept or not but thank you."

"Granddad said I should find good people to help and teach me." replied Harry

"She is a good person Harry but it will be her choice." Harry just nodded at the response.

Mr. Crandall started pulling a small potion vial from his robes and then from his bag he pulled out a large roll of parchment. The parchment was at least a meter wide.

"All right Harry you are going to have to drink this potion. Then we wait for five minutes. The potion is going to make you feel a little sick while it mixes with your blood, please fight that feeling. After the five minutes we need to make a small cut in your finger and the potion that has mixed with your blood will come out of the cut. You will have to hold your finger on the bottom edge of the parchment until it is finished."

Mr. Crandall continued. "This parchment is heavily enchanted, the potion will react with it and the family tree will be written out. It will also show other information about each person on the tree, like special abilities, power levels, and other vital information. You will see what I mean after we are done." Mr. Crandall handed the potion vial to Harry after answering some questions that Harry had.

"Okay Mr. Crandall, thank you for everything you have done for me so far." Harry tipped the vial back into his mouth and swallowed it all in one go.

Almost as soon as Harry put the vial down the feeling of wanting to be sick started. There was also a small amount of pain. He could feel his blood coursing through his body and it burned a little. Mr. Crandall told him that was normal, that some people had that kind of reaction and there was nothing to be afraid of.

To Harry the five minutes seamed like an hour. When time was up he was surprised. Mr. Crandall unrolled a few inches of the parchment roll then pulled out a small knife, not unlike the one Griphook had had at Gringotts three days ago. Harry held out his hand and Mr. Crandall made a small cut in his index finger. Harry then put his finger on the parchment. It surprised Harry that his finger didn't start to bleed until he pressed it to the parchment.

"How will we know when it is finished?" asked Harry as he held his finger against the parchment.

"You'll know when it's done Harry." Mr. Crandall smiled at him. It was another couple minutes when Harry pulled his finger away quickly; it had felt like he put his finger in an electric outlet, he had done that once at the Dursleys just like most kids do.

"I guess that means it's done uh?" Harry gave Mr. Crandall a dirty look for not warning him.

Mr. Crandall chuckled a little. "Yes Harry that means it is done. Sorry I didn't tell you, it's always fun to see how people react to that." He was still chuckling.

Mr. Crandall then started to unroll the parchment. Harry could see his name at the bottom written in blue, then His parent's names also written in blue. Mr. Crandall started to explain.

"Okay, magical people will be in blue, squibs in red, and muggles in black." He continued to unroll the parchment; it looked to Harry like the parchment roll would never end.