Two months later, after the trials

Harry and his friends were once again having breakfast in the Great Hall when the morning post began. Harry barely paid attention as Hermione received her usual copy of the daily prophet and would have continued to eat if Hermione had not chosen that moment to start violently and spill her juice on Harry.

"Bloody hell, Mione!" Harry shouted in surprise. "What was that for?"

Unable to form words in her shock Hermione held up the Prophet, showing the headline Sirius Black Innocent and Minister Fudge and Over Twenty High Level Ministry Officials Convicted of Blackmail, Bribery, and Fraud.

"Well," Harry began in a conversational tone as though he had not read anything more spectacular than the daily weather, "that took considerably less time than I thought it would."

Ron and Hermione looked at Harry in confusion. "What do you mean?" Hermione asked. "Do you know anything about this? Wait! Is that where you were last week when you were pulled out of classes?"

Harry smirked, "Yup. I was asked to testify in most of the cases. I'm still not done. You would never believe how much time lawsuits and legal battles take. That thing with the Prophet took ages. I still haven't been properly compensated. We keep arguing over the number. The Prophet is being so difficult. And the Sirius thing, nobody wanted to even listen to the case. It got a lot easier once the corrupt part of the Wizengamot were put on trial as well."

Ron and Hermione just stared at Harry through wide eyes, "Y-what?" Ron said in a distressed voice.

Hermione spoke up then, "Harry," she began gently, truly fearing the answer, "when you say that you aren't done, what more is there?"

Harry grinned in a way that caused his two friends to flinch slightly, "Well there is still the matter of Dumbledore, for one."

"What about Dumbledore?" Ron asked, confused.

"Well if you think about it he really isn't doing that great of a job keeping the school or the students safe. I think he has actually knowingly allowed dangerous stuff to happen and I think he should answer for it if he has."

Ron swallowed thickly and asked Harry, "Mate, why are smirking like that? You're really starting to freak us out. You're not turning into a Slytherin are you? Cause your going after Dumbledore, messing with the Ministry…"

Harry looked at Ron, pouting lightly, "Why do you have to ruin my fun? Here I am trying to indulge myself in my victory against the system and then you have to go and compare me to-to Malfoy! Honestly." Harry shook his head then in mock anguish.

Ron snorted then, "Drama Queen. I should have known you were just being dramatic. Honestly kitten, you wonder why we gave you the name Eris. Just look what you're doing to the world."

Harry pouted again, "Guys I know I'm a cat and a small one but do you really have to call me kitten?"

Hermione and Ron smirked and said, "Yes." Hermione then when on to say, "If you prefer we could give you a nickname based off of your father. He was a stag, correct? We could call you Bambi." Hermione's smirk widened upon seeing Harry's horrified expression.

Ron, however, was confused, "Bambi? What is that?"

Hermione was about to explain when Harry clapped his hand over her mouth and hissed in her ear, "If you swear to never ever tell him or the twins or Sirius about that I will sneak some of the books out of Grimmauld place for you. I know you have been dying to get your hands on the Black library!"

Hermione's eyes lit up and she quickly agreed. Ron looked that them and then scowled when he realized that they were not going to explain it to him.

The trio was interrupted then by the rest of the students walking up to Harry and asking him if the Prophet story was true. As Harry tried to answer all the questions being demanded of him he looked around and found Snape glaring at him with utter loathing and McGonagall looking at him with exasperation. He winked and could have sworn that McGonagall…gave him the finger?

Harry quickly turned to his friends who had been watching as well and quickly asked, "Did you all see that too?"

Ron was staring at McGonagall in utter shock and replied in a dazed voice, "I didn't see nothin'."

Later, after breakfast, Harry found himself being called into the Headmaster's office. As he entered he noticed Dumbledore was already there and he did not look happy.

"Harry," he began but was cut off.

"Actually, sir, we are here in a professional manner and as such it seems improper that you refer to me by name. Especially with all that is going on." Harry inwardly smirked, he was not giving Dumbledore an inch.

"Very well, Mr. Potter. First I would like to know just what you think you are doing. You have destabilized the Ministry and shaken up the public in a time where it is most important that we all be united and trusting of one another."

Harry goggled at the headmaster for a moment before saying, "I did what you should have been doing. As the 'leader of the light' you should have pressed for a trial when Sirius was arrested. I have done so and now he is a free man, while all you have done is lock him in a place where he was hated. Do you have any idea how bad that can mess with a person's head?

"And if you knew how incompetent Fudge is you should have done something about it, no everybody should have done something about it. It is the public's own fault that things have gotten as bad as they have. They should have gotten off their arses a long time ago and done something. Well now I have. And I intend to make sure that the public will have a part in this war. If everyone pulls together Voldemort will be no match. He is severely outnumbered but everyone is waiting for someone else to do something about it. No more.

"And as for you, I think you have gone too far. With you everything seems to be about me and Voldemort and maybe that is what is best for the war, but your concern should not be the war, it should be the safety of your students. And before you even try to argue that point you know that I have never been less safe than when I was at Hogwarts. I never had teachers and monsters trying to kill me until I started here." Harry stopped here, panting. "Face it, at some point you stopped putting the students first."

Dumbledore seemed to have aged twenty years listening to Harry. He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, "Believe what you like but I have always done what I thought best for my students. And you believe so much of me in regards to the Ministry but I am just a man. I make mistakes. And I agree too many of them seem to involve you. Can you believe that?"

Harry looked at Dumbledore as though trying to gauge the sincerity of his words, "I can believe that. Part of the problem is that I feel betrayed because I think you should have been able to do more. In that respect I forgive you. The main points however, are still an issue. Every year the students have been in major danger and you were never the one to protect them from it, in most cases you were the instigator. For that I think you need to be held accountable."

Dumbledore smiled faintly, "I am sorry you feel that way, and sorrier still to admit that you have a point. It seems as though we will be discussing this again in a much more formal setting."

With that Harry left the room and for the first time wondered whether or not he was doing the right thing when he ran into a chest. He looked up at the sound of a bark-like laugh. Sirius grinned, his face lit up and looking almost as though he had never been convicted. Sirius grabbed Harry's hands and spun him around cheering "I'm free!"

Through the dizziness all Harry could think was, Yes, nobody said it would be easy or that nobody would get hurt, but this is the right thing.