James was keeping guard at the Department of Mysteries. It was a boring night. Every thing was quiet. A little too quiet for his liking.
He couldn't wait for his boring shift to end. Arthur was going to change him in a couple of hours and he could go back to his nice comfy bed to have dreams of a wild pretty green eyed troublemaker. And all the ways the father of said troublemaker
could chase him down to chop him in pieces and feed him to the basilisk the rumours said he had.
James wasn't stupid and he really wondered why it was only him and Sirius that had put the clues together. If anything Bellatrix almost scrambled in her knees every time Tom Riddle was around. That at least could have made some people suspicious.
Bellatrix was always preaching and trying to brainwash people to follow the Dark Lord. And he was the only one she could kneel in front. Crazy as she was Bellatrix was his cousin and he knew just as Sirius knew she was a very, very proud bitch. There
/was no way she could kneel in front of a half blood otherwise.
And she was guarding Riddle like he was her God and she his most faithful follower. Also explained that horde of pure bloods that was always in his command. And James and Sirius had given the bastard access to the Auror department and he all ready had
/access in almost every department in the ministry.
Dumbledore was fighting with Grindelwald letting the ministry fall in the hands of pureblood transitional families. Things were changing fast and quietly. And James was a bit glad he had chosen the other side this time around. He had grown bored with
/all the Lights don't and you mustn't.
People had forgotten that the Potters didn't answer to the Light or to the Dark. The Potters were a section all about themselves. They Never picked a side just out right with out making sure who the winner was going to be. And they always used their influences
/and wealth secretly to aid that side.
The only people that seemed to understand him completely expected his parents, were his friends. Peter, Remus, Sirius. The four grifindor boys. The werewolf, the rat, the black sheep,quite ironically from the Black family, and himself. All four of them
/were neither Dark neither Light. Well Peters was a little darker than the rest of them and he really didn't liked Mugles but he wasn't so into it to get in their friendship. And somehow James had dragged them in to this mess again after he decided
/to get mixed up in this war. The only one that kept giving him weird looks for now was Remus.
He knew that James had the comfort to stay completely out of it. So why making biggest movements in this war and not in the previous one? It wasn't about maturity , James was one of the most immature people on earth, so Remus had gotten a sniff of this
/little trouble James was going to bring.
Remus even as a werewolf was the lighter person on their group. The moves James asked him to do last summer were more than just weird. Because yes James and his family was always in the belief that all magical creatures were the same and they had
the right to keep their dignity. But give the third biggest private Potter island to the werewolves?
With the only clause that they could live and build a community with the help of the Potter family in the island for all the generations to come as long as they were always on the Potter side in the upcoming war and for as long the Potter blood line
/was alive.
They had accepted of course even hiding the island with a Secret Keeper spell and Remus the keeper, to make sure other werewolves who had denied that offer weren't going to come and cause any problems. They had collected twelve packs and more than
/a hundred individuals that they were hiding alone. Remus knew that James was building some kind of a big joke. And that the joke was going to be on Dumbledore's ass.
What with all the secrecy James had insisted on the matter and the security measurements he had put in place it was obvious he was about to rock the wizardry world. Again.
He also had noticed the small jump James heart did every time Sirius was telling them about Harriet. And how he started to click his fingers in a rhythmic pattern like he did when he was planning something with the outmost enjoyment. How he could
lift his eyebrows in concern in the most dangerous adventures Miss Riddle had. And they weren't few. The only other person Remus knew with such a trouble magnet problems was James himself.
And then he started thinking. Could James be attracted to Miss Riddle? He will have to check it out. He needed to find a way to bring this two in the same room to see how they could interact with each other.
Thank the Gods the wizardry world didn't had any problems with age differences just like the muggles did. Suddenly a laugh escaped him and he couldn't hold it back.
Because James had found one girl that actually got his attention. And wasn't just like James to get interested in a girl not only underage, daughter of Lord Slytherin, a Queen for her peers, always finding her self in the most troubling situations,
/and almost always coming out of them a winner, having a great way to plan and execute pranks with out getting suspected, with a revengeful streak a mile long, and according to rumours the Dark Lords new favourite.
Yeah James was getting what he deserved in more ways than one. After all this years it was about time he stopped playing the ladies man and left him run behind miss Riddle. Maybe he could ask some help from Pete. Remus though. He wanted revenge from
/James anyway for that prank last month and he was already trying to find a way to get back at him.
He seemed bit tired and more jumpy than usual now lately. What could be wrong with Pete Remus had no idea but he could bet his fluffy were wolf ass that a change to prank James could lift his spirits.
It was only few days left before Yule Break and he couldn't wait until all of them were forced to spend the holidays together.
A unusual evil glint appeared in Remus eyes. He was going to make James pay for all the dates he had set him up with all this airhead bimbos.
Remus slept later than usual that night his mind planing ways to torment his friend and to get back to Miss Riddle for all the times he couldn't find any evidence of her involvement in pranks with his as her victim.
She was the only student that was able to prank him with success. And it had started annoying him. She haven't been caught once. And she had even made Minerva butter in her fingers.
At least, Remus thought before sleep took him, they could keep each other in their toes. Let them off each other first. That way it will keep them occupied with each other and the rest of us can move around without looking for boobytraps.
Harriet woke up screaming, in the middle of the night, before she had time to register in her brain what was happening somehow she ended up in Dumbeldore's office and she was telling him about her nightmare. A huge wolf had just attacked Arthur Weaslyin
the black corridor she kept dreaming about. Then Dumbeldore started speaking again ordering left and right. Drago had somehow appeared by her side and he took a hold of her hand.
"We need Neville and you two need to come with me." She whispered in his shoulder as she leaned toward him for comfort.
His eyes hardest than a minute ago he nodded and whispered back to her ear as he wrapped his arms around her to keep up the pretending. "Don't worry, I get him."
Someone had brought the Wesley's in Dumbeldore's office and Hermione and Neville had followed with them worried.
In the confusion and the upset volume in the room no one noticed Harriet Drago Hermione Neville and Ron until they jumped in the fireplace Harriet saying the destination in parslemouth and the five teenagers disappeared before they had time to stop
/them.
"What happened Harriet?" Ron asked first as they untangled them self from each other from the way the fall out of the fireplace.
"I thought it was a dream in the beginning. I saw your dad in the ministry. In the dark hallway. Then a huge wolf attacked him. It was like I was the wolf. Don't worry. Your dads amazing with a wand. By the time I woke up screaming he had took care
/of the wolf and put him to sleep. That's why I woke up. I could feel the animal been bound."
Harriet explained calmly and Ron feel back in the chair relief clear in his face.
"Where are we?" Hermione asked looking around curiously. This wasn't either Riddle Manor neither Slytherins cottage.
Harriet stood up with pride in her face. "This is Sirius home. Well his parents home really but me and Drago are instructed to come here for this Yule Break if we had to leave Hogwarts earlier this year. Hermione you are the first muggle born to get
/an invitation in here. You know your usual snob pureblood asses."
Hermione shook her head looking around with a new interest.
"Your father is going to have a fit. Again. We were supposed to come here only if Dumbeldore was going to try to send us away." Drago said his voice betraying the slide scared effect that had on him.
"Leave my dad to me. Now we have to plan people. A little bug told me Minister Fudge is planning to host a ball this Yule like every year but this time he didn't send ME an invitation."
"I thought you didn't like going in this things anyway. You always found ways to avoid attending. What changes now?" Ron asked causing the other four to look at him guilty.
"Sorry Ron. What with all the time you spend with Lav-Lav you lost some important meetings. Harriet decided to go forward with plan "Let's Make Wizardry Britain Our Playground" so she needed that invite. Malfoy isn't your family going? Couldn't you
/escort Harriet?" Hermione said jumping in the chance to explain.
"She could yes my mother will fly from happiness to have the house of Malfoy to escort Harriet in her first official ball. But she could be introduced like a date. A plus one. The point would be her to appear like a guest. Also it would give people
/the idea she started courtships and that's why she is escorted by another family with a eligible son. That will start a completely new circle of suffering." Drago said and the teens sat again thinking.
"What about Sirius? Couldn't he work something up to get you an invitation send? Under Fudges nose? Once you are at the ball and already announced he won't kick you out. To big scandal." Ron offered.
"Sirius is always helpful. He could seduce the secretary and she could give him the list with the guests. You going to need that. To collect blackmail to them and to make sure you won't insult anyone again." Neville said surprising them with his idea.
"I thought your dad got his Lord Slytherin invitation. Why don't you go with him?" Hermione said trying to seem like she didn't just threw a bomb.
"Yes I will go to my dad to just ask him to take me with him. You crazy? He is going to sniff me out in seconds. Then buy buy Yule break. I will be locked up again. And it will give him the idea he is forgiven. And he is not." Harriet said taking
no chances let her daydream about Harriet and her dad having a normal relationship.
"You need to stop been childish. You will go to your dad and you going to short your shit together. If he starts sniffing you out ask him if he would prefer you go with Diggory as your date. He is not about to let you go with anyone but him. It
will be your first wizardry ball it's a big honour for someone to escort you. With your dad we avoid the courtship idiots until summer." Neville said before she had time to change topic.
"You could be seen as the future lady Slytherin too. Very important to get followers for our cause. From many fronts. I don't like it but we need the numbers." Hermione added.
"Your grandma would be a bit happier to know the two of you at least trying. And your grandad is going to lose the bet it's going to take until summer for the two of you to speak again." Ron said.
He loved grandma Riddle. The woman was the most inappropriate old lady he had ever met. But she was never vicious or poisonous like the other old hags he had for aunts. Everyone loved grandma Riddle. Even Drago that hated Muggles he couldn't deny
she was the best of muggle world.
"Haven't you learned yet? We have to play roles we don't like and be friendly with people we despise and use everything in our advantage." Drago said taking the attention to himself. He cleared his throat.
"We have to play nice. We collecting an army. Granger is right. The power is in numbers and we lack a good deal of them. How you going to hold yourself back? I have no idea. But you going to do it and you can which as much you want after. Somewhere
/without people to whiteness you. Are we clear?" Drago asked with authority in his voice.
Harriet stood up defeated. She walked to the fireplace and grabbed a handful of floo powder.
"Where you of to now?" Hermione asked a bit worried. They really didn't need her to run away again.
"Don't worry Hermione. I'm going to play the scared little girl in my daddy. Then I will get that list from Sirius for us to study. We have a week to learn as much we can for as many people we can. I can't go there uninformed. Neville your grandmother
/has an invitation for you and her. Do you think you could escort Hermione?"
Neville nodded his head.
"Good. Hermione I will take you with me and my dad to go for dresses. The one I have is not matching with my dad's formal robes. Drago I think you should bring a date. Not a Slytherin. A smart Ravenglow. Ron you want Sirius to get you an invitation?"
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"You kidding me mate? I'm all in to help and everything but you know me and balls Harriet. We don't mix well. And mom will want us all together after what happened tonight with dad. I stay out this one. Actually I think I'm going back to the
Burrow. Mom will have my skin if I let her worry more." Ron said and stood next to Harriet taking some floo powder himself.
"Hermione you coming with me? My nana will be happy to have you."
Neville offered. Hermione moved next to him.
"Before all of you go. What is the excuse for the parents?" Drago asked them.
"I got scared and the four of you came with me because you were my friends and you were worried. You calmed me down and everyone got their separate ways. The End. Good enough?"
"Okay then let's go."
The five friends left one after the other for their destinations.