Undone
by Healer Pomfrey
All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling, and I am not earning anything by writing this story.
I am not a native speaker of English. Please excuse my mistakes.
COMPLETELY AU! Partly OOC.
It is my story, and I intend to write it the way I want it. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Reviews are very welcome, as they inspire my muse. Thank you very much for the kind feedback on the previous chapter!
Tom let out a deep sigh, before he explained, "As soon as I'm registered again with the ministry, and Lily has already taught me how to charm my certificates with the registration office, they're going to get me betrothed again, and I'm sure that I just can't stand another bitch."
While everyone stared at Tom in surprise, Luna began to chuckle, only to receive a couple of glares along with curious looks.
"Tom," she spoke up, smiling, "Hermione is going to arrive on the day before Harry's birthday, and she's the only girl in our class who's not bonded yet. Why don't you make a betrothal contract with her, respectively ask Regulus to make one with her parents, at least for the time being? The two of you can still consider if you want to marry until you turn seventeen."
"That's my brilliant future wife," Harry commented, giving Luna a proud look.
"Hermione seems quite a nice girl," Tom mused aloud, causing everyone to laugh.
"An insufferable know-it-all," Severus commented, making his wife playfully slap his arm.
"She's not. She's a very eager, good student," Rosie contradicted, while her husband cast Tom an amused grin.
"Will she want me though? And will her parents agree? She's muggleborn, isn't she?" Tom enquired, his voice laced with concern.
"She will," Luna was the first to respond, looking at Lily in her life-size painting on the wall with a dreamy expression.
"Tom," Severus spoke up in a no-nonsense voice, "if you really want to ask Ms. Granger to bond with you, I suggest that you take the de-aging as well as the blood adoption potion at least a few days before she arrives, so that you have time enough to get used to your new body and age before meeting her."
"All right," Tom accepted the suggestion, nodding in determination. "Thank you, Severus and Luna."
While the Potions Master merely slightly inclined his head with a small smirk playing on his lips, Luna smiled broadly. "You're very welcome, sir," she replied, seemingly happy.
"I'll just have to consider how to bribe the Sorting Hat to sort me into Wallace," Tom added, pensively.
"Where else would you fit?" Sirius spoke up, chuckling.
"Slytherin?" Tom suggested, rolling his eyes.
"Oh well, that's that, but you can just tell him you don't want to be there again," Lily advised him from her portrait. "The Hat will remember you in any case. He won't tell the headmaster though. Just talk to him."
"Don't worry," Luna added, smiling.
"Very well, thank you all," Tom said, gratefully, before he abruptly changed the topic. "I was planning to head to Stonehenge tomorrow to properly investigate the surroundings and the possibility of using multiple stones as entrances for various departments. Is anyone going to join me?"
"I will," Harry was the first to voice his readiness, followed by Luna and Gwendolyn. Sirius, Xenophilius and Severus also agreed to accompany the small group.
HP
By the time they arrived at Stonehenge by side-along apparition, Harry noticed two things. One was that Amelia Bones arrived at the same time, and the other was that he could feel a huge amount of magic swirling around the area.
'Did Tom manage to get the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement on our side?' Harry wondered in amazement. 'Wow, that's a huge catch.'
After greeting Amelia, whose emotions gave away that she was truly happy to see him, he turned to Tom. "Tom," he asked, hesitantly, "is this really a muggle place?"
Tom nodded. "Officially, it is, as there's no known documentation of any wizard or witch being involved," he explained, patiently. "But if you can feel magic, you feel that magic was involved in the building of this monument."
"Yes, it's amazing," Harry confirmed, causing Sirius to give him a proud look.
"Harry, are you really able to feel the magic?" the older wizard enquired.
Harry cast his godfather a confused look. "Of course, it's all over the air, isn't it?"
"Usually, magical people can't necessarily sense the magic involved in a place or building. Only very powerful witches or wizards are able to feel it," the Potions Master explained, thoughtfully. "I can sense it as well, but I believe that three people out of one small group is an extraordinarily large percentage. Usually, it should be less than one percent."
"Exactly," Amelia Bones confirmed.
"So this must be the Heel Stone," Tom spoke up, pointing to one of the stones. "I suggest to make the main entrance here."
Everyone agreed, and Tom continued, "I'd like to decide on stones for the entrances to the main departments, so that we can begin to plan the layout of the building, even if we have still much time."
"What is your envisaged time frame?" Amelia queried.
"The summer after Harry's and my fifth Hogwarts year, after the OWLs," Tom replied in a firm voice. "So we have much time, but we won't easily be able to come here during the school year."
"I see," Amelia agreed, seemingly thoughtful, only to dive into a discussion about the most important ministry departments begin between her and Tom. In the end, Amelia promised to do a thorough research about people's opinions within the ministry in order to filter out people who would have a future in the new ministry.
"Regulus has already done so in the department of the Unspeakables," Tom informed her, "and it seems as if the complete department would transfer to the new ministry in its current form."
"Ah, I suppose that's the reason why they let him go for a year, to help with the revolution if you allow me to call it that and to keep the department updated with any news about it," Amelia said, seemingly contented. "I just hope that Umbridge or Fudge won't have a spy in that department. While Fudge is a complete idiot, Umbridge is extremely dangerous."
"Regulus believes that it's safe and that, on the other hand, the Unspeakables will be able to greatly assist us with our plan," Tom replied, smirking.
"Concerning the building itself," Amelia continued, "although it still has time, I suggest involving the goblins. I could speak with Buckbean about the matter and ask for his advice. He's also a good friend of Harry."
"Yes, he's absolutely trustworthy and will surely support our cause," Harry agreed, smiling.
By the time they returned to Hogwarts, Harry really liked Stonehenge. 'It's an amazing place,' he thought, 'not least because of the magic that's surrounding the whole area. A great spot for the new Ministry of Magic.'
HP
A couple of days later, Harry received a letter from the Weasley twins.
'Hi Harrykins,
How are things at Hogwarts? We assume that it can only be better than here. After throwing one temper tantrum after the next about his newest betrothal contract, Ron finally saw fit to complain to the ministry about it, almost costing our father his job. You probably can imagine that the mood here is horrible. We can't wait to return to Hogwarts.
Wishing you lots of good ideas for new pranks
Gred and Forge'
'What?' Harry thought, incredulously, as he read the letter aloud to Luna, Tom and his godfathers.
"We don't even know who he's betrothed to," he then said, questioningly looking around.
"You might not know, but we do," Tom replied with an expression of extreme amusement on his face that made Harry glare at the older wizard.
"Harry, why don't you write back and invite the twins to visit you for a while?" Sirius suggested. "We can always teach you and them to become the Mini Marauders."
HP
"That's a great idea," Harry immediately agreed and readied his quill to write to the twins.
"Ronald Weasley is betrothed to Sybill Trelawney by the way," Remus finally informed him, causing Harry and Luna to let out huge gasps which quickly turned into laughter.
"Trelawney?" Harry asked in disbelief. "Isn't she much too old for him?"
"The ministry doesn't care," Sirius replied. "If someone cancels a contract that has been made by the ministry, they won't be happy about it and will arrange a new one for the person that really pisses them off."
"Oh well, it's his own fault anyway," Harry said, matter-of-factly. "He could have made a contract with someone himself or he could have behaved towards Gwendolyn, who's an extremely nice girl. I won't pity him."
"Nor will I," Luna added, smiling.
HP
One day, when Harry and Luna made their way into Sirius' and Remus' quarters, an unknown boy was sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace. The thought 'Is that Tom?' shot through Harry's mind, however, he did not further ponder the matter, seeing that the boy was deeply engrossed in a conversation with Amelia Bones. Susan was sitting on her other side.
'Amelia is here quite often recently, don't you think so?' Harry thought to Luna. 'When I came here the other evening to borrow that book from Sirius, she was also here.'
'She's nice, and maybe they like each other,' Luna thought back, smiling a dreamy smile, before she let her eyes wander to the boy next to Amelia.
"Harry and Luna, may I introduce to you Tom Gaunt, the son of my brother Regulus and his late wife Giselle Gaunt, who was a far distant relative of Marvolo Gaunt," Sirius spoke up, pointing to the boy on the sofa. "He's twelve years old and will attend Hogwarts from the new school year onwards."
"Hi Tom," Harry said, grinning broadly.
"Hi Tom," Luna echoed, smiling.
When Harry gave the other boy a closer look, he realised that Tom looked a lot like Regulus with his black hair, however, in contrary to Regulus, who had grey eyes, Tom's were dark red.
"You're very handsome, Tom," Luna said, admiringly.
"That's true," Susan agreed, smiling.
"Thank you girls," Tom said, squirming at the sudden attention.
HP
"Where are the twins going to stay?" Gwendolyn asked in surprise, when Luna told her that not only Hermione but also the Fred and George were going to join them in a few days' time.
"The boys in Sirius' quarters and Hermione and I in my Dad's," Luna replied, sighing.
"Why can't we stay all together in Wallace?" Gwendolyn enquired. "This rule is stupid."
"Let me ask Hogwarts about it," Harry spoke up in determination and walked to the closest wall, putting both hands against it.
"Hello Hogwarts," he said in a soft voice. "Can you hear me?"
"Of course my boy," the castle replied in her usual voice of a kind, old woman. "What can I do for you?"
"I just have a question," Harry explained. "We're all living in our guardians' quarters during the holidays, and now a few friends of us are going to visit, and it's going to be a little crowded. Why is it that we can't stay in Wallace house during the holidays?"
Hogwarts chuckled, at least it sounded like a chuckle to Harry's ears. "Of course you can stay in Wallace house during the holidays. I don't know of any reason why not. It is possible that the headmaster doesn't want it. However, if you wish to fight him, you'll surely win, as you're the owner of the school. Apart from that, you can always live in the founders' quarters, and there's definitely enough space to have your friends stay with you."
"All right Hogwarts, thank you so very much," Harry replied, feeling extremely grateful towards the old lady.
"Let's go and ask Professor Dumbledore," Luna spoke up in excitement, when Harry finished telling Gwendolyn and Tom what the castle had told him.
Together, the four friends headed to the Snape-Dumbledore quarters, where Gwendolyn's parents were just having tea together with her brother. An instant later, Cicero, the family's house-elf, brought tea and biscuits for everyone, and the friends took seats around the table.
Luna told the professors about Harry's conversation with Hogwarts, before Gwendolyn asked, "Do you think we can stay in Wallace? Otherwise, we're considering using Harry's quarters, I mean the founders' quarters, as we'd rather stay all together when the twins and Hermione arrive along with Justin and his sister."
Rosie and Severus exchanged a glance, before Rosie replied, "I'm afraid that we have to ask the headmaster."
"Why don't we just call him here?" Severus suggested and headed towards the fireplace.
"Sorry, the headmaster mustn't know that I'm here," Tom suddenly blurted out, almost panicking.
"Come, let's go into my room," Alexander offered, and together, the two boys hurried out of the living room.
'Thank Merlin that he remembered to hide,' Harry thought, feeling horrified that he had completely forgotten about the matter.
A minute later, the old wizard stepped out of the fireplace, causing Harry to inwardly groan, as he still did not like the headmaster.
To everyone's relief, the professors explained the matter to their colleague, who remained thoughtful, stroking his beard for a moment.
"Usually, the houses must not be used during the holidays," he finally spoke up. "Who would supervise the students in this case?"
"I would," Rosie replied in a firm voice.
"Well, this really has to remain an exception, and you will be responsible not only for your own children but also for their guests," her uncle said in an equally strict voice.
"Of course," Rosie agreed, smiling.
If Harry had not overly liked the headmaster, he began to greatly dislike him after sensing the old wizard's thoughts directed at him, as he crossed the room.
'I really need to find out if Harry will be able to fulfil the prophecy. He has to be trained without learning that he has to sacrifice himself for the greater good,' the headmaster thought right before stepping into the fireplace.