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Chapter 16

Before Harry knew it, it was six weeks before the owls, this year really seemed to fly by, and Ginny was making him nuts, she made schedules she excepted Harry, Rigel and Teddy to follow, she snapped at them if she thought they weren't doing it or if she thought they were getting on her nerves, but what Harry found the worse, she took to studying more and making out with him less. And since Harry had nothing else to do with his time since Ginny was studying and he had no Quidditch to look forward to. He started following Ginny's schedule and started studying with her, since that seemed to be the only time he was getting to spend with Ginny. Because of her studying, Quidditch and Perfect duties.

The one of the most excited thing that happened all year, was when Ravenclaw beat Gryffindor in the Quidditch final. Thanks mostly to Ginny's goals. A third year Ravenclaw, (Harry didn't remember his name) took his place as Seeker, and though he was good, Harry figured he could have caught the Snitch faster. Ginny had rolled her eyes and told Harry he was just jealous because he had taken Harry's place as Seeker, when he had voiced that thought out loud. Rigel and Teddy agreed, but they didn't like the fact their team had lost, and they told Ginny she wasn't playing next year. She just laughed at them, and Ravenclaw had thrown a big party in their common room, and Teddy and Rigel showed up for it. Harry on the other hand got to tease Cody endlessly. Harry's only wish was that he had been part of the game.

Harry's good mood about his house winning the Quidditch Cup faded two days after they won, when he showed up for his career appointment with Professor Flitwick to see none other than Umbridge sitting in the corner. When Harry saw her she gave him a sickeningly sweet smile that made him want to turn and leave the room.

"Oh, Mr. Potter, right on time." Flitwick greeted Harry. "Please, have a seat." Harry decided to just ignore Umbridge and went over and sat in the chair opposite Flitwick. "Well, Potter, this meeting is to talk over any career ideas you might have, and to help you decide which subjects you should continue into sixth and seventh year," said Professor Flitwick. "Have you had any thoughts about what you would like to do after you leave Hogwarts."

"Well, I..." Harry didn't really want to say this in front of Umbridge.

"Yes?" Flitwick prompted.

"Well, I..thought maybe I could be a Quidditch player like my dad." Harry finished.

"Oh, I see." Filtwick said. "Well, there isn't really anything we can teach at Hogwarts that help with that, but maybe it would be good to have something to fall back on. In case the Quidditch doesn't work out. With your Seeker and Flying skills any team would be happy to take you on, but players do get injured and all that. It's always good to think of a back up career."

"I guess." Harry said. He thought a minute. "But...I really haven't thought about that."

"Well, think it over, and just get good grades on your main subjects." Flitwick said. "The ones that you would need for most careers. You have very good grades and are very talented in magic. I'm sure you would be able to get any job you set your mind to. So I suggest to keep up with Charms, Transfiguration, Defense, and Potions." Harry made a face and Flitwick chuckled.

"Yes, I know you and Professor Sanpe don't get along, but a lot of jobs the good ones anyway, ask for at least an E in Potions." Filtwick said. "Which you are far from getting." Flitwick held up a piece of parchment. "Professor Snape has your grade down as a D, and he has warned me your grade is starting to slip to a T. I'm actually quite surprised with that. With your talent, I would think you could brew a decent potion." Flitwick laid the paper down and looked at Harry. "Now, I was never one for Potions myself, but your bad grade wouldn't have anything to do with you just not trying because of your dislike of Professor Snape?" Harry looked down. Flitwick sighed.

"I thought so." Flitwick nodded. "Harry, I must warn you that can hurt you in the long run. Just try to suck it up and do better in Potions. And since Professor Snape has nothing to do with your potion O.W.L I expect at least an A." Harry bit the inside of his jaw. He would have loved to tell Professor Flitwick it didn't matter. He could brew the best potion in the class and Snape would still give him a bad mark. He did it at the beginning of the year. But he held it in, not wanting to complain in front of Umbridge.

"Now," Flitwick went on. "You're between an E and an O in Transfiguration at the moment and I am happy to say, if you keep up the good work in my class, then you're heading for an O. And with Defense, well, this year and second year are the only two years you've gotten a bad grade in the class. And I can see why. So, I won't get into all that."

"Hem, Hem" Umbridge coughed. Flitwick rolled his eyes, making Harry smile.

"Are you alright, Professor Umbridge." Flitwick asked. "Is there something you need?"

"Oh, I just wondered if you got my note on Potter's grade in Defense this year?" Umbridge asked. Flitwick moved aside some of his papers and picked up a piece of pink parchment paper.

"Yes, I did, Professor." Flitwick said. He mockingly shook his head. "My, My, don't have very nice things to say about Mr. Potter, do we." Flitwick laid the paper aside and went to speak again.

"You're not going to discuss any of the things I said?" Professor Umbridge demanded.

"No," Flitwick said. "Like I said, I can understand why Mr. Potter is getting a bad grade this year, so no need to discuss it." Flitwick gave Umbridge an innocent grin, she huffed and went to writing something down on her clipboard. "Just try to do better in your Defense O.W.L."

"I will, sir." Harry smiled, barely able to hold in his laughter.

Now, " Flitwick said. "I would like to suggest a couple of careers you might fall back on, let's see. Oh, have you ever thought about being an Auror, like your father and your brother. With your talent and skills you would be a good one, maybe even better than that of your Dad, and he was one of the best-"

"Hem, Hem." Umbridge coughed.

"Yes?" Flitwick demanded.

"I was just wondering if whether Mr. Potter has quite the temperament to be an Auror?" Umbridge said. "Or to even play Quiddtich. In fact if I told the Quidditch teams of Mr. Potter's temper and his habit of attacking other team players, they would not want him on their team."

"That's really not fair, Professor Umbridge." Fltiwick said. "That one game is the only game Harry has ever attacked another player. And Mr. Malfoy said some things that were uncalled for, they would make anyone mad."

"That maybe, but I doubt the Minister would ever hire Mr. Potter for any job at the Ministry." Umbridge snapped.

"Well, Fudge might not be the Minster by the time Mr. Potter leaves Hogwarts, he does have two years left." Flitwick said.

"Are you making threats against the Minster, Professor, because if you are I will see to him hearing about this." Umbridge said.

"I am not making threats, but as we all know, the Minster doesn't always stay who it is." Flitwick said. Umbridge opened her mouth, but Harry decided he had enough and just wanted to leave.

"Thank you, Professor Flitwick." Harry said, standing. "I'll think about it and let you know."

"Very well, Mr. Potter." Flitwick said. Harry grabbed his bag and left, as he shut the door he could hear Flitwick and Umbridge yelling at each other. And he told Harry to control his temper. Shaking his head, he headed to Ravenclaw Tower to spend time with Ginny, only to be told by Luna that Ginny was in the library studying. Harry went down there hoping to talk Ginny into going to the Room of Requirement with him, but she wouldn't leave her books, and in the end, Harry was made to sit with her and study.

The castle grounds were gleaming in the sunlight as though freshly painted; the cloudless sky smiled at itself in the smoothly sparkling lake, the satin-green lawns rippled occasionally in a gentle breeze: June had arrived, but to the fifth years this meant only one thing: Their O.W.L.s were upon them at least. Their teachers were no longer giving them homework; lessons were devoted to reviewing those topics their teachers thought most likely to come up in their exams. Students took to staying in their common rooms to study, or the library, or even outside during the day in the nice summer sun. Harry stopped trying to get Ginny to put her books down and go make out with him, and instead he took to study himself. Rigel on the other hand said he knew it all already and did not need to study, but Harry even saw Teddy cracking open a few books, apparently determined to get a grade that would make his dad proud.

A few students started acting oddly as the O.W.L.s drew nearer. Ginny was seen with a book in her hand more than usual, and Anthony Goldstein had developed an irritating habit of interrogating people about their studying habits.

"How many hours are you doing a day?" He demanded, to Harry, Rigel and Teddy when they had left Ginny in the library one day after she snapped at them all for talking while she was trying to read. But now Anthony Goldstein was stopping their path toward the sunny outdoors.

"Um... I don't know." Teddy said, seemingly taken back by the question.

"More or less than eight?" Anthony went on.

"Less...I guess." Teddy said.

"I'm doing eight or more." Anthony puffed out his chest.

"Who cares?" Rigel snapped, "Get the hell out of our way or I'll shove your books somewhere you won't like!"

Anthony's face turned pale and he turned and left without another word.

Harry and Ginny received their examination schedules and details of the procedure O.W.L.s during their next Charms lesson.

"As you can see," Professor Flitwick told the class while they copied down dates and times of their exams from the blackboard. "Your O.W.L.s are spread over two succesive weeks. You will sit the theory exams in the mornings and the practice in the afternoons. Your practical Astronomy examination will, of course, take place at night."

"Professor Flitwick?" Ginny asked, raising her hand. "When will we find out our results?"

"An owl will be sent to you sometime in July." Flitwick answered.

"Hopefully not on my birthday." Harry said, Ginny smacked his arm, but Harry just gave her a smile and wink. When they left class and were on their way down the hall when Harry suddenly grabbed Ginny's arm and dragged her into an empty corridor.

"Harry, what-"

Ginny was cut off by Harry's mouth on hers, and after getting over the shock of Harry suddenly kissing her, she started kissing him back as she put her arms around his neck. They shared their most passionate and longest kiss ever right there in the middle of the empty corridor. When they finally pulled apart they were both breathless.

"Merlin, Harry, what made you do that?" Ginny asked, her arms still around Harry's neck. Harry smiled, kissed Ginny on the forehead, and grinned laying his forehead on hers.

"Do you realize it's been four days since we've kissed each other?" Harry asked. "I just couldn't stand it anymore."

"Has it really been that long?" Ginny asked. Harry nodded before taking her lips once more.

The first exam, Theory of Charms, was scheduled for Monday morning, Harry agreed to test Ginny after lunch on Sunday, outside under the Beech Tree, along with Rigel and Teddy, but he regretted it at once. Ginny who was laying on the grass with her head in Harry's lap, was very agitated and kept reaching up and snatching the book out of Harry's hand to make sure she really got the question right and Harry wasn't just saying she was. At one time she had snatched at the book so hard it flew back and hit Harry on the nose.

"That's it." Harry said, throwing the book down. "Someone else can ask you questions."

"You have nothing to worry about, Sassy." Teddy said, he was looking through a stack of Charm notes. "You're bound to ace it. Me on the other hand is probably going to fail everything."

"No you won't." Harry said, running his hand through Ginny's hair. "You're a smart kid, Morph, you'll get good grades."

"I hope." Teddy said. "Just once I would like to make my dad proud of me."

"He is proud of you, Morph." Ginny said. "Who wouldn't be proud to have you as a kid."

"I wouldn't." Rigel said, Teddy glared at him. "Just look at the way he dresses and who wants a son with blue hair." He reached over and pulled real hard on Teddy's long blue ponytail.

Teddy smacked his hand away, "Well, I wouldn't want you as a Dad. You probably wouldn't know who my Mum was if you were." Harry and Ginny started laughing and Rigel gave Teddy a weird look.

"It would be kind of hard not to know." Rigel said, Teddy shrugged.

"Not really,." Teddy said. "Knowing the girls you go out with, you could wake up one morning and find a baby on your doorstep and not know which ex-girlfriend left it."

As Ginny and Harry laughed, Rigel picked the Charms book Harry tossed on the ground up and smacked Teddy on the back of the head with it.

"You're an idiot you know that?" Rigel demanded, as Teddy grabbed the back of his head and glared at Rigel.

"You're a brat you know that?" Teddy snapped back.

When Monday morning came around Harry was sure he did well on his Charm exam. Getting at least an E, maybe even an O, and when he asked Ginny how her's went she shrugged and said. "Not too bad." So did Rigel, but Teddy was sure he failed. Rigel rolled his eyes, and Harry patted Teddy on the back.

When they did their Defense Against the Dark Arts Owl, all four were sure they had gotten an O, even Teddy and they all got great pleasure in showing off their Patronus right in front of Umbridge's nose. The ones that had examined all three had heard about them being able to and had asked to see it. As the days passed and they took more and more exams Harry fund they were not as hard as he first thought, Ginny had agreed, so did Rigel, but Teddy had said they were all nuts, and he found them harder than he thought. Same could be said with their Transfiguration O.W.L. Three out of the four Gryffinclaws were sure they ace it, but poor Teddy said it had been the hardest. The one exam Ginny had been nervous about and after taking she was sure she messed up big time was Arithmancy and she had yelled at Harry, Teddy and Rigel when she found out that the four of them had skipped their Divination O.W.L. Their reply had been they were going to fail it anyway, what was the use showing up, looking like idiots staring into a Crystal Ball, when they were not going to see anything.

Something happened on Thursday, that made them sure the rest of their school year was going to be great. Harry, Ginny, Teddy and Rigel were heading down to lunch, their morning had been filled with tests and they had their Potions O.W.L. at three that afternoon. So they had been in grumpy moods, as they entered the Great Hall, they split up and went to their own tables, Harry had just picked out a ham sandwich to eat when Ginny poked him in the side, he looked up and she nodded to the doorway, and Harry looked to see Albus Dumbledore, along with a woman he didn't know and five Aurors, which included Tonks and Kingsley, they didn't look at anyone as they entered the room, just kept their eyes straight ahead to the staff table.

'What are they doing here?" Harry asked. "And with Dumbledore."

"I have no clue." Ginny said, she glanced over at the Gryffindor table to see Teddy was just as shocked as they were to see his Mum and the others.

Dumbledore took a deep breath, like he wasn't looking forward to what he had to do, but Harry could see his blue eyes twinkling. He motioned the Aurors to follow him, they kept their eyes on the staff table as they walked between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables. And stopped right in front of Professor Umbridge. She looked up surprised. Harry frowned when he couldn't hear what they were saying, but when he glanced over at the Gryffindor table, he saw Rigel point his wand that way and say a spell, and suddenly he could hear them as if he was standing right next to them.

"I'm afraid, Dumbledore." Umbridge said. "You do not have the authority to remove me from this school. I was placed here by the Minister of Magic himself."

"And you're being removed by the Minister, Dolores." The unknown women said, she stepped forward and handed Umbrideg a piece of official looking parchment. Harry could see the Ministry seal on the back.

"They have been too many complaints by parents, about your detentions." The women said. "Something about their children's hands getting cut open."

"But I...I.." Umbridge seemed lost for words. "This can't be."

"Oh, but it is Dolores." Dumbledore said. "You are no longer the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, nor are you the High Inquisitor. And as you see that paper says you must be removed from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry at once. As long as I have worked here, neither as Headmaster or Professor have I ever had so many Owls from parents threatening to take their children out of school because of one teacher."

"And as you see from that paper, you are also suspended from your job as the Senior Undersecretary to the Minster, pending investigation." The women said. "You do realize that most the students complaining about you have parents that work at the Ministry, you were foolish to think you would get away with using that quill on students."

"But..but.." Umbridge stumbled.

"I must ask you to come with us now, Dolores." The women said. "You can come quietly on your own and not make a scene or you can be forcefully moved by the Aurors. Which will it be?"

"You can't do this." Umbridge said. "I am Senior Un-"

"Not anymore." The women said. "I don't want to have you forcefully removed, but the best thing you can do right now is to come quietly." Umbridge just sat there.

"Very, well." The women looked at Tonks and Kingsley. "Auror Lupin and Auror Shacklebolt would you-"

"I'm coming." Umbridge stood. "But I assure you, when I'm through with you all you of you will be out of a job." She walked around the staff table and down the roll between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables. When Umbridge passed Harry her eyes locked on him, and her face suddenly filled with anger.

"This is all your fault!" She cried, pulling out her wand. Harry went to pull out his, but Ginny jumped out of her seat and in front of Harry holding her wand out.

"I don't think so." She said. Umbridge snarled down at Harry. Kingsley reached out and took Umbridge's wand out of her hand.

"You can't curse an underage wizard, Madam Umbridge." He said. "Unless they threaten harm to you first. You know this. Now come on, you're just making it worse on yourself." Umbridge didn't listen she glared down at Harry.

"You wouldn't even be here if those Dementors had done their job and sucked out your soul." All around the Great Hall there was gasped. At the Gryffindor table Cody had jumped to his feet.

"What the hell did you just say, you evil toad." He cried, he looked ready to hex her, but Hermione reached over and took his wand out of his hand. And Harry had to jump up and put his arms around Ginny to stop her from attacking Umbridge.

"Dolores, are you saying you sent those Dementors after Harry last summer?" Dumbledore asked, though he didn't look at Harry, he could tell Dumbledore was angry.

"All they had to do was suck out his soul." Umbridge said. "That would have shut him and the little lying brats up for good!" Everyone just stared at her in shock, then Tonks grabbed Umbridge's arm and jerked her around to face her, and punched her right in the face, Umbridge was knocked down to the floor. Tonks glared down at her.

"One of those lying brats happens to be my son!" She cried.

The Great Hall stared in shock before it erupted in cheers. Harry looked over to the Gryffindor table to see Teddy staring with his mouth open, then he jumped to his feet and cried.

"That's my Mum!" Rigel rolled his eyes, but Harry could see he was fighting a smile. Kingsley and one of the other Aurors reached down and pulled Umbridge to her feet and walked her out of the Great Hall, to many cheers from the students.

"Mr. Lupin!" McGonagall called over the cheers, Teddy looked her way, she pointed to his seat telling him to sit down. "Sixty points to Gryffindor."

It was Friday night now and real late. Harry and Ginny were the only ones in the common room, they had just got done taking their Astronomy exams, everyone else had been tired so they went right to bed, but Harry and Ginny decided they would stay up a while longer, since they had a break from exams tomorrow they decided to stay up and make out for a while and just spend time together. Harry was sitting in his favorite bronze and blue chair by the fireplace and Ginny in his lap.

"I love you." Harry said, kissing down Ginny's neck.

"I love you too." Ginny said. Harry's lips made it back up to her lips and they kissed, Ginny's arms going around Harry's neck, as his lips went back down her jaw and to Ginny's neck. When he was done Ginny did the same to him. Their lips met once again for one last long kiss, before pulling apart and just snuggled up to together to talk. They made it to bed around four in the morning, and slept most of Saturday. Then repeated their make out session Saturday night too.

Monday got there too soon for the Fifth years, and after two-day break it was back to exams and to some it felt as if they hadn't even stopped at all. But thankfully the second week was flying by just as much as the first. And on Friday afternoon they had their final exam, and to Harry it was the most boring one. History of Magic.

Harry was sick of exams and was glad this was the last one, as he stared at the first question for the longest time. It was several seconds before it occurred to him that he had not taken in a word of it; his mind on Ginny and the way her lips were going to feel on his tonight when they had a little 'celebration' for the end of their exams. These freaking O.W.L.s were taking up too much of his time he could be spending with Ginny anyway. Harry shook his head and tried to focus on his test. He slowly wrote an answer for the first question, not knowing or caring if it was the right answer for his scar was now beginning to hurt and he suddenly felt sleepy.

Harry was finding it very difficult to remember names and kept confusing dates. He skipped question four all to together and just guessed number five. There were a few times he had to stop and rub his scar. His eyes were closing, and he began to feel like he always did before having one of his seizures and was beginning to panic.

"Mr. Potter, is something wrong?" The examiner, who was walking around the room watching the students now came up to Harry's desk. He didn't answer though, he couldn't. His eyes rolled in the back of his head and he fell out of his seat onto the floor and started to shake.

"Merlin's beard!" The examiner cried. All around the Great Hall kids were talking and watching as Harry had one of his seizures right there on the floor. In the middle of the Great Hall.

Somewhere in the room, someone suddenly jumped out of their seat, there chair made a big bang as it hit the floor and footsteps came running over and someone knelt next to him.

"Lightning-Bolt?" A familiar voice cried, as they tried to hold Harry down. "Why the bloody hell are you standing there like an idiot? Go find help!" The voice cried and that's the last thing Harry remembers before blacking out.

Harry was running down a long corridor, he came up to a black door, he's had this dream all year, but unlike his other dreams the door flew open, Harry entered and found himself in a room with rolls and rolls of shelves, with little Crystal balls, orbs. Harry walked down one roll then turned and there lying on the floor was a large lump, it moved silently and Harry held out a long-fingered hand, holding a wand.

"Get it," He demanded, but it wasn't Harry's voice, it was the snake-like voice of Voldemort. "I said get it!"

"No!" A familiar voice said, the lump turned and a face came into view, it was the face of Harry's eldest brother, Jesse Potter.

"I said get it!" Harry yelled, in Voldemort's voice. "You're a Potter you can take it off the shelf. Get it!"

"No." Jesse said. "You'll have to kill me first."

"You leave me no other chose, Potter." Harry said, holding out his wand. "but, how about a little pain first."

"Jesse!" Harry cried, his eyes flying open.

"What?" Teddy asked, he was standing by Harry's bed. "Harry, what happen? You collapse during our exam and sacred the Professor half to death."

"Jesse." Harry cried, he sat up, his scar hurting and he felt sick. He just now realized he was in the hospital wing. "Voldemort's got Jesse, I have to save him!"

"What?" Teddy demanded again, his eyes wide.

"Mr. Potter!" Madam Pomfrey came running over. "What are you doing? Get back in that bed this instant."

"No!" Harry cried. "I have to save Jesse." He got out of bed and ran to the door.

"Harry!" Teddy cried, running after him. "What are you talking about?"

"Mr. Potter, get back here!" Madam Pomfrey called. "You are sick, you need sleep and rest." Harry ignored her and ran out the door, Teddy right behind him. Harry then ran down the corridor. He was going to run right out of the castle, then to Hogsmeade where he could apparate to London and to the Ministry of Magic.

"Harry, would you tell me what's going on?" Teddy demanded.

"I had one of those dream vision things." Harry said. "Voldemort's got Jesse at the Ministry of Magic and is torturing him. He's going to kill him"

"What? Teddy asked. "Harry that doesn't even make sense. Why or how would he do that?

"I don't know, Teddy." Harry cried, turning a corner, he then ran right into Rigel, who along with, Cody, Ginny, Ron, and Luna Lovegood were coming to see him.

"What the hell? Rigel asked. "Harry, why are you-"

"No time to explain!" Harry cried. "Just come with me." he passed Rigel, and grabbed the hand of a very confused Ginny as he went on running down the hall.

"Harry, you shouldn't be running around!" Cody demanded. "You just had one of your seizures!"

Harry didn't answer he just kept running.

"Harry, where are we going?" Ginny demanded. Cody, Teddy, Rigel, Luna and Ron right behind them.

"Ministry of Magic." Harry panted. "Voldemort has Jesse there, he's hurting him, Ginny."

"What?" Cody demanded. "Harry, that's impossible."

They turned and headed toward the marble staircase and bumped right into Snape.

"Do watch where you are going, Potter." Snape snarled. "And no running in the corridor, that's ten points each from all your houses."

Harry suddenly felt nothing but anger flow through him. "You son of a-You knew!" He cried, shoving Snape. "You knew he was going to take Jesse!" Harry punched Snape in the gut. "You knew and didn't do anything! You could have stopped it. You should have told someone." Harry shoved Snape again, and Snape straightened up and pulled at his wand and pointed it at Harry, but with one wave of his wand Rigel sent Snape's wand flying.

Snape looked shocked for a moment before sneering. "I assure you, Potter, I don not know what-"

"Lair!" Harry cried, he went after Snape again, but Teddy and Cody grabbed him.

"Calm down, Lightning-Bolt." Cody said. "Sanpe isn't worth it. "

You're wasting time." Teddy said, "remember we have to save Jesse."

Harry glared at Snape. "I swear, Snape, if Voldemort Kills my brother, I'll kill you."

"Harry!" Cody cried, shocked.

Harry ran past Snape and down the staircase and out the front doors.

Harry led them all the way to Hogsmeade, the sun was just starting to sit when they came to a halt just outside the Village.

"Okay, everyone, the Ministry of Magic." Harry panted, letting go of Ginny's hand.

"Harry, would you just stop and think about this a moment." Cody said. "How would-"

"We don't have time to think about anything, Cody." Harry cried. "Voldemort going to kill our brother, we have to save him." And just like that Harry apparated away.

He appeared just outside the old battered telephone box that leads down to the Ministry of Magic. He grabbed his raven and said. "Sophie, I need you."

Four loud pops told Harry his friends appeared around him, he looked to see that Ginny had brought Ron with her by side-a-long apparation, and Teddy brought Luna.

"Come, on, we have to save Jesse." Harry said, entering the telephone box. The others right behind him.

A.N. I'm leaving it there, and the next chapter will be the ministry,then one more, and this story will be done.