A/N: I forgot to mention the spell that Harry used against Dumbledore. Basically translates into 'Soul Judgment' in Latin. The idea was that is his own soul judged him and found him lacking, therefore he died. By the way, Happy Halloween!

Chapter 12:

Amelia settled down on the cot that she kept in her office. She was trying to catch a couple hours of sleep. Snape the goldfish was still in a bowl on her desk. No one had been able to cancel Susan's spell to return him to normal. This had never been a problem concerning Susan before, but she had to assume that it was somehow connected to Harry and his power. Either way Susan was going to have to be the one to undo it. But later in the morning, not right now. Right now the most pressing thing was Dumbledore's death. She knew that the Prophet would report the facts about it now that Harry had control of the paper. The public outcry was going to be loud. Still it was relaxing to know that one problem was taken care of.

Susan woke up well rested. She stretched as she was getting ready to climb out of bed when the door opened to a floating tray. A grinning Lily being carried by her equally grinning Daddy greeted her.

"It seems that someone is in a good mood this morning."

Lily giggled.

"She woke me up laughing. Somehow bubbles in rainbow colors were floating all over her room."

"Did she do it?"

"I don't think so. I think that Hogwarts did."

"Hogwarts?"

"Yeah. After all I am the heir of Gryffindor. The castle knows that Lily is my heir. At least for now."

"What does that mean?"

Harry floated the tray over and placed it on Susan's lap. Then he and Lily joined her.

"According to Bellock once we marry and have a son, he'll be the heir. I can't change it. Only if we don't have any children or if they're all girls can Lily be the heir."

"Oh."

She didn't know what else to say. Instead of speaking she started in on breakfast. Harry snagged a bite here and there while giving Lily her bottle.

"By the way Marble arrived. I put her in the room next to Lily."

"That's good. Is she getting better?"

"Yes and no. Her injuries are mostly healed but she's pregnant."

"The poor thing. I'll talk to her after I get dressed."

"Also your Aunt Amelia fire called. She wants you to come to her office the first chance you get."

"Why?"

Harry smirked. "It seems that your little spell last night can't be undone. Snape's still a goldfish."

Susan eyes twinkled with mirth. "I wonder if I have to change him back? I kind of like the thought of him staying a goldfish."

"So do I."

Arthur was up before dawn getting things together to take Molly to St. Mungos. He had put it off for too long. After what had happened last night, he could no longer do so. Molly was becoming more unstable.

But Molly wasn't his only concern. Ron had not taken to being expelled from Hogwarts very well. He was drifting further and further away from all of them. Where he spent his time Arthur didn't know but that was going to change. Right after he returned from the hospital.

Susan arrived in her Aunt's office slightly after ten in the morning. She had taken her time getting ready. She had made sure that Marble was up to caring for Lily before even thinking about leaving the safety of the castle. Harry had already left their quarters to teach his classes but not before offering to go with her. Playfully she had told him 'to get his arse into his classroom' and teach.

"Have a good morning?"

Susan turned towards the voice and saw that her Aunt was smiling.

"Very much so."

"Spare me the details please."

Susan laughed.

"Are you sure?"

"Very."

She laughed again, Amelia joining in.

"So what do you need me to do?"

"When the Auror team gets here I need you to cancel your spell."

"Can't you do that?"

"I've tried. So have about a dozen other people."

"I don't understand. I'm not that powerful."

"Perhaps you weren't, but I think that after the Betrothal Ritual you gained some of Harry's power."

Susan looked surprised. She hadn't really thought about that. Truthfully she hadn't noticed a difference in her spells. Maybe it was because she was angry or something. Emotion was often referred to as a power booster under certain circumstances. That had to be it.

By then the team of twelve Aurors had arrived. They took up a defensive position surrounding the fishbowl after Amelia set her orders. Susan was allowed to poke her wand under the arm of one of the Aurors and undo her spell. She watched in fascination as Snape morphed from a small goldfish to his normal greasy self. No one had thought to remove him from the bowl before she cancelled the spell. Now he was wet with his left foot stuck in the transfigured bowl, absolutely furious.

"WHERE IS POTTER?"

"Severus Snape, you are under arrest for illegal activates involved with a known terrorist group." stated one of the female Aurors.

"SHUT UP BITCH AND TELL ME WHERE POTTER IS!"

"Incarcerous!"

"UNTIE ME AND GET POTTER HERE! HE MURDERED ALBUS DUMBLEDORE!"

Amelia stepped forward and smiled. It was cold and calculating. She cast a silencing spell on the irate Potions Master.

"Lord Potter did our world a favor when he challenged Dumbledore to a duel and won. You won't be as fortunate. Head Auror Milligan!"

"Yes, Minister?"

"I want this prisoner to be kept in a secure location, on a need to know basis. In one week I want this…thing to be given the most powerful truth serum we have. Tell Croaker I 'okayed' the use of his experiment for this prisoner. I want every drop of information possible. Do you understand?"

The Head Auror gave Snape a feral smile. "Absolutely Minister."

The public announcement of Dumbledore's death was met with outrage. Since Harry owned the Prophet, the truth was disclosed. To many thought they were lies. Their hero couldn't have done everything that their Savior had claimed. The boy was clearly confounded or something. Many were clamoring for an official holiday to honor the older wizard. After all he had been a Savior too.

Harry, Susan, and Amelia refused to have anything to do with the organization of such a thing.

The weeks following Dumbledore's death were quiet. Harry was surprised that Voldemort hadn't maneuvered any attacks due to the older wizard's death. He was sure that Tom would have at least gloated about it. But he wasn't going to mention it to anyone. Why ruin a good thing?

Snape had spilled every ounce of information that he knew. That had led to the arrests of several Deatheaters. Including ones that previously had claimed that they had been under the Imperious curse. The trails were swift and merciless. Everyone that was questioned with a truth serum and found guilty, were sent through the Veil, not to Azkaban like they thought they would. Snape was kept til last and screamed like a girl when he faced his 'death'. Harry wished that he had been there.

But right now all he had to worry about was getting through his wedding. Both he and Susan decided to keep the ceremony as quiet as possible and have a large reception later, after all the danger was passed. Both knew that Voldemort was far from happy with the loss of his minions.

One of the Hogwarts house elves was helping him dress. In a couple of hours he would see Susan again. For the first time since she joined him, they had slept apart. Susan had spent the night with Marble and Lily. He was surprised over the fact that he had missed her. Somehow she had crept her way into his heart. She now held a place equal to Hermione in his feelings.

He closed his eyes, reliving a memory of her. A soft gentle breeze went through the room. He knew that it was Hermione telling him that it was alright and to get a move on.

In the stillness of the room he whispered, "Thanks Mione. I love you too."

Susan was beyond nervous. She was about to make a rather large change in her life. Standing in front of a full length mirror, she ran her hands down the front of her gown.

"Are you sure that Harry will like the gown?"

"Marble gave the young girl a small smile.

"Master Harry will love it. You wear it to honor both him and Lily's mother. Not many brides would do that."

Susan sighed. "I know. But I love him so much. My one wish is that he would love me as much as Hermione."

Just then a soft gentle breeze went through the room. Lily giggled as she tried to catch it. The breeze swirled around Susan and she 'felt' the presence of the dead witch. Looking around Susan whispered, "Hermione?"

The breeze blew a little stronger. Suddenly it seemed to want to force itself into Susan. For Susan it was love. Harry's love. Not for Hermione but for her. Hermione's wind was telling her what she already knew. Harry did love her and saw her equal to Hermione. Out of no where a wreath of heather, forget-me-nots, and lily of the valley settled upon her head. Another wreath appeared on Marbles head and a small one on Lily's.

Tears filled Susan's eyes as she whispered "Thank you Hermione."

Another breeze swirled around in answer.

Amelia was waiting in her office for the young couple to arrive by floo. Just as she was getting ready to call and see where they were, Harry arrived. He looked very handsome in his dress robes of blood red, a tradition in Wizarding weddings.

"About time you got here Harry."

"Susan wanted me to come first. Something about a surprise for me."

"I know. She wouldn't tell me about it either."

"Has Bellock arrived?"

"He's with the official."

"That's good."

Before either could say anything else, the floo roared again. Marble, with Lily, stepped through. She nodded to Harry and Amelia as she moved out of the way. The floo flared again and Susan stepped out.

Harry's breath caught in his throat as he saw the vision of loveliness in front of him. She was wearing a muggle wedding dress, not the robes that he thought she would.

"Harry? Are you alright?"

He came out of his daze. "I'm fine. Stunned but fine. You look….."

"Silly."

"No. I think there aren't words to describe you. Beautiful, gorgeous, lovely, angelic just doesn't do it justice."

"You aren't mad that I'm wearing a muggle dress?"

"I'm honored that you would think enough of me to do so."

"I also wanted to honor Hermione and Lily. Is that alright?"

Tears formed in his eyes as he nodded because he couldn't speak.

"Let's get you two married then." said Amelia, trying to get things back on track.

She led them down an empty corridor to one of the interrogation rooms where another wizard and Bellock waited for them. Bellock stepped forward and kissed Susan's hand.

"If I may, your Grace. I have a gift for you to wear on the day of your joining to his Grace."

"You didn't have to Bellock."

"In truth I didn't. This comes from our Leader. It is he that wishes to do this. May I?"

"Of course. Please thank your Leader for the honor."

Bellock nodded and opened a thin box. In it was a bracelet made of gold and what looked like silver. It appeared to have diamonds, sapphires, and a couple of other stones that Susan didn't recognize. It wasn't large or too gaudy. It was simply a beautiful piece. One that she would rarely take off.

Amelia was trying very hard not to gawk at the most expensive thing that she had ever seen. Just the mithril alone was worth ten years pay. That didn't even count the gemstones. Diamonds, sapphires, blue diamonds, and rubies just added to the expense. Very few could afford something like this to give as a gift. She had no doubt that the Goblins knew that and still offered it as one. It was beginning to sink in just how much these two were favored by them.

Harry held Lily as he and Susan joined their lives together. The little girl's happy laughter was contagious.