disclaimer: I Don't Own Harry Potter
A.N. There is a little violence in this chapter, just thought I would warn you. And also a time skip.
Chapter 15
Harry woke up the next morning, wishing he could just stay in bed. Today was the day he had Occlumecny lessons with Snape, he didn't want to do it. Snape looking into his mind didn't sound good to him or helpful. In fact he had a lot of things he did not want Snape to know or see. Like his and Ginny's make out sessions. Their friend oath, and Sophia being a vampire, then there was the illegal defense lessons he taught some of the other students.
Harry had just laid back down when he heard a bark and looked up to see Chaser jump up on the bed and barked again. He had a note tied to his collar. Harry reached out and took it, then read:
Harry,
Get your lazy bum up, you're going to make us late for class, and we do have to eat breakfast before we go.
Get up now,
Ginny.
Harry groaned and got up and got dressed, brushed his teeth. The grabbed his bag and then went downstairs to see Ginny waiting, her hand on her hip and tapping her foot on the ground with a glare.
"It is eight thirty." Ginny said. "We are supposed to be in Potions at nine. Why did you sleep so late?"
"I didn't." Harry said. "I just didn't want to get up." Ginny rolled her eyes, but she almost smiled.
"Come on, dummy." She said, grabbing Harry's hand and dragging him out of the common room. Neither ate much since they didn't have much time. Only enough to hold them off till lunch. Potions was unpleasant as ever. Putting Harry in a bad mood, a mood that got worse when members of Defiance kept asking him when the next meeting was going to be. Instead of telling them as Sanpe told him to, that he was taking Remedial Potions, he told them that he had a Detention.
"Already?" Neville Longbottom asked. "We just got back."
"Um... It was before break." Harry said. "I went home for the holidays and Snape had to put it off."
"Oh, that makes more sense." Neville said. "Yeah, Snape can be a part. You'd think he would have just let it go."
"The day Snape lets something go is the day Malfoy decides to snap his wand and become a Muggle." Harry said. Neville laughed. "I have to get going, Nev, I'll let you know when I set up the next meeting."
"Okay, thanks." Neville said, and walked away.
Harry's spirits lifted a little when he discovered he had a Care of Magical creatures class after lunch. Professor Grimes seemed to be in an unusually cheerful mood when they got there: Even though it was a real cloudy and cold, with snow covering the ground. The class froze, but Professor Grimes didn't even have a cloak on. He just stood under the large tree with a black blouse and black slacks, and greeted the class as if he had won the lottery. Everyone was made to come up front and give their report. Professor Grimes said Ginny's and Harry's had been the best and awarded them with a bag of Honeyduke's Chocolate. He also thought it was funny, that out of the whole class Harry and Ginny were the only ones that were smart enough to put warming charms on themselves so they wouldn't be cold.
The day went by too fast for Harry, too soon he was kissing Ginny bye as he left the Ravenclaw common room to head down to Snape's office to his doom. When he got there he stood outside the door for a long moment, wishing he was anywhere else, and have to force himself not to press the raven on his neckless and call for Sophia to come get him. Finally he took a deep breath and went in.
It was a shadowy room lined with shelves bearing hundreds of glass jars in which floated slimy bits of animals and plants, suspended in variously colored potions.
"Did your mother never teach you to knock, Potter." Snape snapped "Or did you inherit your father's manners as well as his arrogance."
Harry crossed his arms with a glare. "You knew I was coming, I saw no need in knocking." Snape sneered.
"Well, next time do so, it is manners after all." Snape said. "Now close the door." Harry narrowed his eyes at Snape, then turned and closed the door, with a horrible feeling that he was imprisoning himself as he did so. When he turned back around. Snape had moved into the light and was pointing at the chair opposite his desk. Harry sat down and so did Snape, his cold black eyes fixed unblinking upon Harry, dislike etched in every line of his face.
"Well, Potter, you know why you are here." Snape said. "The Headmaster has asked me to teach you Occlumency. I can only hope that you prove more adept at it than Potions."
"Whatever." Harry said, crossing his arms.
"This may not be an ordinary class, Potter," said Sanpe, his eyes narrowed, "but I am still your teacher and you will therefore call me 'sir' or 'Professor' at all times."
"Yes...sir." Harry said, mockingly, rolling his eyes.
Snape continued to survey him through narrowed eyes for a moment, then said, "Now, Occlumency, as I told you back in your dear godfather's kitchen, this branch of magic seals the mind against magical intrusion and influence."
"And why does Professor Dumbledore think I need it, sir." Harry added, hoping that would get his questions answered.
Snape looked back at him for a moment and then said, "surely even you could have worked that out by now, Potter? The Dark Lord is highly skilled at Legilimency-"
"Legiliwhatsit?" Harry demanded.
"Legilimency, Potter." Snape sneered. "The ability to extract feelings and memories from another person's mind."
"He can read minds?" Harry demanded.
"You have now subtlety, Potter." Snape said, his dark eyes glittering. "Only muggles talk about mind reading. The mind is not a book. There for it cannot me read. Those who are Master Legilimency are able to delve into the minds of their victims and to interpret their findings correctly."
"Sounds like mind reading to me." Harry mumbled, Snape sneered.
"Only those skilled in Occlumency are able to shut their minds down and close it off." Snape said.
"But why do I have to learn this?" Harry demanded. "I saw stuff through Voldemort's mind all last year and Dumbledore didn't think I needed it then."
"Because, Potter." Snape snarled "Voldemort is now aware of this connection between the two of you." Harry felt a shiver go down his spin.
"Oh," Harry said, he reached up and rubbed his scar even though it was not hurting at that time.
"Oh?" Snape repeated. "Is that all you have to say is oh?"
"What else do you want me to say?" Harry demanded. Snape narrowed his eyes at him again. The pulled his wand from an inside pocket of his robes and for one wild moment Harry thought Snape was going to curse him, but Snape just stood.
"Stand up, and take out your wand, Potter." Snape ordered.
Harry got to his feet and pulled his wand out of the back pocket of his jeans. They faced each other with the desk between them.
"You may use your wand to attempt to disarm me, or defend yourself in any other way you can think." Snape said. "And I mean wand only." Snape reached up and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his finger. Harry knew what he was getting at, Snape was talking about last year when he had made Harry so mad he punched him, breaking his nose.
"What are you going to do?" Harry demanded.
"I'm going to attempted to break into your mind." Snape answered. He raised his wand and pointed it at Harry "Legilimen!"
Snape acted before Harry was ready, before Harry could even think of a way to block him: The office swam in front of his eyes and vanished, image after image was racing through his mind like flickering film so vivid, it blinded him to his surroundings...
Harry was three and he was lying in bed as his Dad read him 'The Tale of the three bother'...He was four and his dad was taking him to buy him his first real broomstick along with Cody and Jesse...He was five and giving Sophia a picture he drew her, she snatched it at of his hands without even looking at it, before slamming her door shut, Harry walked away from her room wiping tears from his eyes...Now he saw his Mum giving him a cookie to cheer him up...He was still five and his Mum was showing him how to make a potion that makes plants grow faster and bigger...He was six and sitting next to Sirius on the couch, Rigel was next to him, both boys dressed and ready to go play in the snow, across from them his Dad had his back turned to them, helping Cody put on his snow boots, when Sirius handed Harry his wand and whispered something in his ear, Harry said it out loud and James Potter was suddenly hanging upside down in the air, yelling at Sirius.
Image after image went through Harry's mind, all the memories he had of the happy family Voldemort tore apart. Then he was suddenly eight and he saw Voldemort killing his Mum before his eyes. Then he and Voldemort threw spells at each other. Then he saw himself under the Sorting Hat while it told him he would do well in Slytherin...He was talking to Rigel who was telling Harry he had to threaten the Shorting Hat to put him in Gryffindor and not Slytherin. His years at Hogwarts passed through his mind, then he was in the Graveyard fighting Voldemort...He saw him and Rigel wreaking Sirius' bike...Sophia visiting him in the hospital...on and on his memories went up till him realizing what Sophia was.
"STOP!" Harry screamed out loud. Suddenly Snape's office came back into view and he realized he was on the floor: one of his knees had collided painfully with the leg of Snape's desk. He looked up at Snape, who had lowered his wand and was rubbing his wrist. There was an angry weal there, like a scorch mark.
"Did you mean to produce a Stinging Hex?" Snape asked.
"Maybe." Harry said, bitterly, getting up from the floor.
"I thought not." Snape said. "You let me get too far in. You lost control."
"Did you...did you see the things I saw." Harry asked.
"Bits and pieces." Snape said, his lip curled. "You were a Mama's boy, I see." Harry glared at him.
"Shut up," He snapped. "Do not talk about my Mother. You're not worthy of even speaking her name." Snape just rolled his eyes.
"Well, for the first attempt that was not as poor as it might have been," said Snape, raising his wand. "You managed to stop me eventually, though you wasted time and energy shouting. You must remain focused. Repel me with your brain-what little brain you have-and you will not need to resort to your wand."
"You're not telling me how!" Harry cried.
"Manners, Potter." Snape snapped. "Now, I want you to close your eyes."
Harry gave Snape a filthy look. "You think I'm going to trust you enough to close my eyes while you have a wand pointed at me?" Snape snarled.
"You must close your mind, Potter." Snape said. "Are you will never learn-" Harry just glared. "Have it your way then." he pointed his wand at Harry. "Legilimency,"
Harry, Teddy, and Rigel were seven and outside playing with a Bludger tossing it back and forth...He was meeting Ginny for the first time on the Hogwarts Express. Rigel ran her off and wouldn't let her seat with them...Later she and Harry became friends in the Ravenclaw common room...Rigel finally gave in and allowed Ginny to be apart of their group after helping Harry save him and Teddy from the Mountain Troll...More memories passed throw Harry's eyes, this time mostly of him and Ginny, with a little of his other two friends...Now Harry was chasing Ginny around the Room of Requirement, then they were lying on the cushions kissing, Ginny went to push his hand up her shirt.
"Protego!" Harry cried, his shield charm was so powerful, Snape was knocked back into his desk. He straightened up and gave Harry a grossed out look as he rubbed his back where it hit the desk.
"Please, do close your mind, Potter." Snape said. "There are some things I wish to not see." Harry glared at him.
"That was private." Harry said. "You had no business watching it."
"You better be careful, Potter." Snape sneered. "You do not want Miss. Weasley to end up like your Mother."
"What the bloody hell is that suppose to mean?" Harry demanded.
"Think of your eldest bother's age, Potter." Snape said. "Now think of what age your Mother would be today if she was alive, do you not realize she was only eighteen when he was born. Meaning your Mother would have gone through her last months of school" -Snape sneered-"Knocked up."
Harry just stared at Snape, no one ever told him that, it wasn't true. Was it? He would add up his Mum's and Jesse's ages if his scar wasn't hurting so bad. He reached up and rubbed it. He wanted nothing more than to leave, go Owl Sophia and asked her if what Snape said was true. It didn't matter if it was. He wouldn't think any less of his Mum, he just wanted to know.
"I do hope Miss. Weasley has more sense than that." Snape went on. "But then, she is with you, so she must not have much sense-"
"You need to shut your mouth." Harry demanded.
"Lile father like son." Snape said. "You run around here like you own the place, like you can do whatever you want. Even take advantage of innocent girls."
Harry went for Snape, but he raised his wand at him, stopping Harry, who glared.
"You can go to hell." Harry said, throwing open the class door. "And don't think I'll be back here for any more of your so-called lessens." He stormed out of the class slamming the door behind him. He walked halfway down the corridor then kicked the wall. Before turning around and sitting, his scar was throbbing with pain, and he didn't think Snape helped him at all. He knew this would be useless. He brought his knees up and hugged them as he laid his head on them.
"Lightning-Bolt?" A voice asked, Harry looked up to see Cody and Hermione standing over him. "You alright? Why are you just sitting in the hall?"
"Cody, is it true Mum was pregnant during her seventh year?" Harry asked. Cody frowned.
"Who told you that?" He asked.
"Snape." Harry said. "He saw something in one of my memories, during an Occlumacy lesson, of me and Ginny...and he warned me not to let Ginny end up like Mum." Cody knelt in front of Harry.
"Lightning, you and Ginny haven't-?
"No," Harry said, his face turning red. "We were making out in the memory-answer my question, Cody."
"Yes, she was, Harry. But Mum and Dad were already married by then." Cody said. "Dad's parents had just died, Mum couldn't take anymore of Aunt Petunia, and she and Dad loved each other more than anything else. So during the summer before Seventh year, they eloped. Besides she was only about three months along before school ended. Snape had no right throwing that up at you. Mum was a good person, so was Dad, don't think any less of them."
"I don't." Harry said. "I was just wondering if it was true."
"Good." Cody said. He stood, then reached his hand down to help Harry up. "I told Jesse that Snape wouldn't be of any help."
"I'm not doing any more lessons." Harry said. "I won't have him looking into my mind and then making fun of what he sees. He's not even trying to help teach me anything."
"I don't blame you, kid." Cody patted him on the back. "But I doubt Jesse would agree. Don't worry-" Cody added to Harry's look. "I won't be the one that tells him. But you know him, he'll find out somehow."
"Cody, why were you and Jesse fighting the night before we came back to school?" Harry asked.
"Jesse is thinking about-" Cody stopped and shook his head. "Never mind, Lightning-bolt, don't worry about it." Harry frowned.
"Jesse is thinking about what?" Harry demanded. Narrowing his eyes.
"Harry, you have other things to worry about, just...just try to stay out of trouble." Cody said. He then took Hermione's hand and walked off before Harry could question him further.
True to his word Harry did not show up for an Occlumency lesson for the rest of the week, he put all his focus on Defiance lessons, Quidditch, and hanging out with his friends, and spending time with Ginny. In every Potion class Sanpe got worse and worse with Harry.
January soon went by quickly and it was now February, it was Saturday and Harry and Ginny were on their brooms in the air. It was Ravenclaw vs. Slytherin, and since Slytherin lost to Gryffindor they need to win this game if they wanted to stay in the running for the Cup, whoever won this game will face Hufflepuff next, the winner of that match will face Gryffindor for the Cup.
Right now they were in the lead Ravenclaw 150 to Slytherin's 60, thanks to Ginny's great chaser abilities. She hasn't missed a shot since the start of the game. Even with Slytherin playing dirty; twice Goyle purposely crashed into Cho Chang with his broom trying to make her fall off her broom. And once Crabbe made Su Li fall to the ground with a Bludger hit. They also tried to hit Ginny with Bludgers or bumping into her broom, but she was too skilled and always dodged out of the way. Harry thought Crabbe and Goyle should be thankful for that, because if either one and made Ginny fall he would curse them painfully. He still had it in mind to do that anyway, but decided knocking them out of the running for the Cup would be better.
Harry just spotted the Snitch. Luckily, Malfoy hasn't, so he took off racing for it. He grew closer...and closer...his hand closed around the tiny little gold ball and he held it up. Madam Hooch blow her whistle
"Harry Potter caught the Snitch." Madam Hooch announced. "Ravenclaw wins. 350 to 60."
The Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs and Gryffindor's were cheering, and the Slytherins were booing as Harry headed for the ground, he suddenly felt something hit the back of his head, he fell off his broom and hit the ground hard. Harry's breath was knocked out of him for a moment.
"Harry!" Ginny cried, she got down beside him. "You alright, Goyle hit you in the head with a Bludger when he saw you caught the Snitch."
"I'm fine, Gin Gin." Harry said, he sat up, and Teddy and Rigel were suddenly there pulling him to his feet.
"Prat." Teddy said. "He's just mad because they're out of the running now."
"He hit you from behind." Ginny said. "I can't believe he did that."
"I can." Rigel said.
Harry leaned down and kissed Ginny they heard a snort behind them and turned around, still holding the Snitch tightly in his hands: Draco Malfoy had landed close by; white-faced with fury, he was still managing to sneer.
"I can't see how you can stand to kiss such fifth." Malfoy said. "She stinks like that hovel they live in."
Harry turned to Malfoy to say something, but Ginny grabbed his arm. "Just ignore him. Let him talk. Umbridge is watching you don't want anymore detentions. He's just mad because they always lose and never get a chance at the Quiddtich Cup." She gave Malfoy a glare, and grabbed Rigel's arm to pull him away too.
"I know what you see in the little tramp." Malfoy called to his back, Harry stopped in his tracks and turned. Ginny held him back. She had to grab is hand to stop him from pulling out his wand.
"Just one more word, Malfoy, I'm warning you." Harry said.
"Listen to Sassy, Lightning-Bolt." Teddy said. "He's just trying to get you to do something stupid."
"The reason is her red-hair and her stink reminds you have your Mudblood Mother, doesn't it?" Malfoy sneered. "Not to mention she was also a big sl-"
Malfoy never got to finish what he was saying, Harry broke free of both Ginny and Teddy's grasped and forgetting he was a wizard, tackled Malfoy to the ground and started to punch him wherever he could reach: Face, chest, arms, you name it Malfoy was hit there. Harry let all the anger that had built up inside him all year out right there on Malfoy.
"Harry, please, stop!" Ginny cried. And Harry suddenly had hands going up under his arms and was pulling him off Malfoy.
"Let go of me!" Harry cried, trying to get free from whoever had him.
"Take a Chill Potion, Little Bro." Cody's voice said in his ear. He wrapped his arms around Harry's shoulders. "It's over calm down."
Harry did, he stopped struggling against his big brother, and took a deep breath and let it out. His anger faded. He glanced at Malfoy to see Crabbe and Goyle helping him to his feet. His face was already starting to bruise and his nose was busted, blood was just pouring out. He glared at Harry.
"Wait till my father hears about this, Potter." He threatened.
"Yeah," Harry said. "Tell him to complain to my sister."
"Harry, enough." Cody demanded, He looked at Malfoy. "Just get the hell out of here." Malfoy glared, and allowed Crabbe and Goyle to lead him away. Cody didn't let go of him until he was out of sight. And Ginny put her arm around his waist.
"You alright?" She asked, Harry nodded.
"Mr. Potter, I can't...I'm shocked..." Flitwick came walking up. "In all my years I have never seen a student attack another one in such a vial and merciless matter. I can't even begin to think of what kind of punishment that would deserve."
"Sorry, sir." Harry looked down in shame, he hadn't meant to hurt Malfoy that bad. Ginny hugged him to her and he wrapped his arms around her to bring her closer.
"I...a detention for the rest of the year comes to mind." Flitwick went on. Harry could feel the eyes and ears of most of Hogwarts on him at the moment and his face turned red as he wished Fltiwick would take this conversion in private.
"But that doesn't seem quite good enough." Flitwick said.
"You are quite right, Professor Flitwick." Umbridge walked up with an ugly smile on her face.
"Bloody hell, not you." Harry said.
"Harry," Cody warned, as Rigel and Teddy snickered and Ginny smirked.
"Yes, it's me, Mr. Potter." Umbridge said. "And I agree with Flitwick here. Detentions is not good enough. They do not seem to do any good, so I say we take something you care about away, see if that'll teach you a lesson." Harry suddenly tightened his hold on Ginny, she held in a laugh: Like Umbridge meant her.
"I believe for such a violent act." Umbridge said. "What Mr. Potter needs is to be banned from Quidditch."
"Banned?" Harry demanded. "What do you mean banned?"
"Banned, Mr. Potter, as in not able to play. You are no longer allowed anywhere near the Quidditch field." Umbridge said. "Since it seems to be the reason for your anger and violent act. You aren't even allowed to watch the games. You are here by banned from anything, that has anything to do with Quidditch."
"You can't do that!" Cody cried. Since Harry was too shocked to say anything. Umbridge gave Cody her nasty smile.
"I believe Educational Decree Number Twenty-Five, states that the High Inquisitor will have supreme authority over all punishments, sanctions, and removal of privileges pertaining to students of Hogwarts, and the power to alter any that may have been ordered by the other staff members."
"So, I really can ban Mr. Potter from anything to do with Quidditch, since it seems to be a cause of his anger problems." Umbridge grinned. "Maybe now you will think before you act."
Harry just glared at her and said nothing, Umbridge smiled real big. "See, it's already starting to work." Umbridge bent down and picked up Harry's Firebolt that still laid on the ground. "I believe I will be taking this," Rigel stepped forward and snatched it out of Umbridge's hand.
"I'll hold onto." He glared at her. "My Uncle was the one to buy it for Harry." Him and Umbridge had a silent stare down, before she turned away.
"Very well, but I better not catch Potter in possession of it." Umbridge suddenly gave Rigel nasty smile. When that said she new something Rigel didn't. Then walked away.
"Can't you do something, Professor?" Ginny asked Flitwick. "You're Harry's Head of House, can't you go over top of her?"
"Sorry, Miss. Weasley." Flitwick said. "There isn't anything Icano, but I'll speak with the Headmaster. Maybe there is something he can do." He patted Harry on the arm. "Sorry, Mr. Potter." He then walked away. Harry stuck his hands in his pocket and looked down.
"Come on, Baby." Ginny took his arm and led him into the castle. Harry tried to ignore all the looks he was getting from everyone.
Ginny led him to the Room of Requirement, where she sat down on a sofa that had appeared, she made Harry lay down and put his head on her lap and she ran her hand through his hair.
"I really didn't mean to hit him so much." Harry said.
"I know, Baby." Ginny said. "Don't worry about it, Madam Pomfrey will fix him up."
"I can't believe I'm ban from Quidditch." Harry said, rolling over on his back so he could look up at Ginny.
"I know." Ginny said, she stopped running her hand through his hair. "It's so unfair, Goyle didn't even get yelled at for hitting you with a Bludger."
"Umbridge must have been a Slytherin when she went to Hogwarts." Harry said. "She favors them too much, she's worse than Snape."
"I swear I want to get back at her somehow." Ginny said. "For everything she's done to you. Your hand, banning you from Quiddtich. I wish I could curse her all the way back to the Ministry."
Harry sat up and put his arm around Ginny and pulled her close to him.
"Don't worry about her, Babe." Harry said. "She's not worth you getting in trouble over."
"You are." Ginny said, wrapping her arms around Harry's waist. "I love you."
"I love you too, Babe." Harry said, he kissed the top of her head. "Always will."
Ginny smiled and snuggled closer to Harry, they sat in comfortable silence just enjoying each other's company.
As the next couple months passed by, Harry for the first time in his life was starting to hate Hogwarts. Umbridge and Snape together in one school; Harry was starting to think it was worse than Azkaban and found himself thinking more and more of having Sophia come get him. He wanted to leave. Go run off and live with a clan of Vampires like Sophia did. But he didn't. The reason: He couldn't leave Ginny behind. After the scean at the Quidditch game Harry had to make sure at least one other person besides Ginny was walking with them, Slytherins of all years would pop up in groups wanting revenge for both causing them to lose the game and beating up their Seeker. If Teddy and Rigel wasn't around, either Luna or Padma and her friend walked with Harry and Ginny to class or to meals. Other members of Defiance even kept a look out. Not wanting their teacher attacked. Harry's mind left his school work and went to his lessons with Defiance. That and spending time with Ginny was the only things Harry had to look forward to.
When March came, though there was still a chill in the air the snow melted away, bringing signs of spring. Harry hated to see March get here. Though he did miss Hagrd's teaching, he didn't want to say goodbye to Professor Grimes. He really liked him. But he understood when it started getting hotter and the sun brighter he wouldn't be able to stand outside to teacg. Professor Grimes allowed Harry to keep his copy of the Vampire book, and told Harry now that he was not his teacher he could call him Tristan if he wished. And they would see each other again.
Harry would miss having Professor Grimes as a teacher, but was still excited about having Hagrid back, he always showed them some cool creature, but his first class back was spoiled by Umbridge showing up for one of her 'inspections' and making Hagrid look like an idiot and fool.
One sunny Saturday Morning, Harry, Ginny, Rigel, and Teddy were heading outside to enjoy the first warm day of the year, when someone behind yelled out his name.
"Potter!" Harry turned around to see Hydra Lestrange walking toward him. Rigel immediately pulled out his wand.
"What the hell do you want?" Rigel demanded. Stepping a little in front of Harry.
"Way so rude, dear cousin?" Hydra asked, she pulled out a copy of the Daily Prophet. "You should be happy for." She gave this evil grin. "I'll get to see Mother when I go home for the summer." She handed Harry the paper, before turning and walking away.
"Um...she'll see who?" Teddy demanded. Harry opened up the paper and Ginny gasped at the front: There was nine black-and-what photographs silently jeering; others were tapping their fingers on the frame of their pictures. Each picture was captioned with a name and the crime for which the person had been sent to Azkaban.
"That bastard killed my uncles." Ginny cried, putting to a picture of a wizard with a long pale twisted face, by the name of Antonin Dolohov, his crime was listed as brutality murdering Gideon and Fabian Prewett. Harry reached over and rubbed Ginny's back to comfort her. "I was still real little when it happened, and I don't remember them too well, but Bill and Charlie had been real close to them."
"There's the bitch." Rigel said, putting out Bellatrix Lestrange. "No wonder Hydra looked so happy, well, if dear Bella knows what's good for her, she'll stay away from me and if she goes anywhere near my Uncle-" Rigel let the threat hang.
"I think I'll go owl my Grandma." Teddy said. "See if she's heard. Make sure she and Granddad knows to be careful. Remember Belltrix's threat, Trouble?" Rigel nodded.
"What threat?" Ginny asked.
"Before Lightning here, took out ole' Voldy, my dear great-Aunt Bellatix made a threat, that if anyone with Black blood running through their veins does not live up to the family name then-" Teddy made a motion of his finger going across his throat.
"That's awful." Ginny said.
"No that's Bellatrix." Rigel said. "I'll come with you, Ted, so I can owl Uncle Siri." He turned back to Harry. "Who does Fudge blame on the breakout?"
"Wormtail." Harry said, Rigel snorted.
"What?" He said. "Please, that rat doesn't have the brains, the only reason he even escaped Azkaban the first time was because he can turn into a rat."
"Oh, wait there's more." Ginny said, looking at the paper in Harry's hand, she frowned. "I can't believe it!"
"What?" Teddy asked. Ginny glanced fearfully to Rigel before reading.
"The Ministry is also investigating the once friend of Peter Pettigrew and cousin to Bellatrix Lestrange; ex-Head Auror Sirius Black, who was fired last night and put on watch for signs of being involved in the mass breakout. The moment we catch him stepping out of line he'll be instantly arrested and sent off to Azkaban."
"What?" Rigel demanded, he snatched the paper out of Harry's hand. "Those no good-" He went on to call the Ministry every bad thing he could think of. "Send my uncle to Azkaban? I think not, they'll have to get through me first." He thrust the paper back in Harry's hands. "Come on, Ted, let's go send our owls."
Harry watched his two closest friends walking away, as Ginny slipped her hand in his. They could be in danger from a mad escaped convict, along with members of their family, and Sirius is in danger of being sent to Azkaban for something he didn't even do. Was Fudge really that damn stupid. Could he not see, that Voldemort had to be behind the nine breakouts. Harry thought he could never hate someone as much as he did Voldemort or Snape, even Umbrige, but Fudge was slowly rising to the top of Harry's most hated list.
"I keep forgetting those two are related." Ginny said. Harry nodded, he did too sometimes.
"They're like what third cousins?" Harry frowned.
"Something like that." Ginny said.
"Gin, let's go see if Cody has seen the paper." Harry said. Ginny nodded, and together they went off in search of Harry's brother. Harry wonder how bad it was going to get before Fudge realized Harry was telling the truth.
A.N. I'm going to end it there, the next chapter will probably be the owls, and then the Ministry, then one more chapter after that and the Story will be over. Then I'll take a little break from it, then start the Half-Blood Prince, which will probably be a lot different from the book. Dure to stuff that'll happen at the Ministry.