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" Alohomora" – spells/Parseltongue
"Let's finish this" - dialogue
" Can it get any worse? " - during flashback/ Creatures
" Not so easy after all " - thoughts/Legilimency
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any other part of the franchise...otherwise the last two books would have been TOTALLY different.
I MAY have changed the ages of some characters as well as used few OOC moments, you are advised ^ ^
Chapter 2 - Letters, Plans and Doubts
Great Hall – breakfast -
The four tables representing the four Houses of the school were already filled with students eating their first meal before classes, the Slytherin table missing three students that Severus Snape excused in order to take care of a little unfinished business.
And because he still was recovering for having POTTER! And a Weasley in HIS house.
"I can't do this" the greasy git whined "Please let me re-sort them!" he pleaded for the umpteenth time that morning
"No, Severus, their place is in Slytherin apparently, so it is your duty to make them appreciate their new family" McGonagall said shaking her head
"Headmaster? You sure knows that Potter's place is in Griffyndor, right?" Snape tried asking
"I am sorry, Severus, but I can only say to do your best to take out the talent I am sure reside on those three kids" Albus answered.
He considered re-sorting Harry, but since it was impossible he modified his plans, staying in Slytherin the boy will see how dark a wizard can be since his/her youth, with the right subtle tutoring the Boy will learn to avoid the Dark Side, thus fulfilling the prophesy with more vigour.
"Where are Mister Weasley, Mister Potter and Miss Granger actually?" Professor Flitwick asked looking at the three empty seats.
"They have some kind of problem they are resolving, I permitted them to be late this one time, if I have to accept them in my House, may as well have as less problems as possible" Snape answered groaning, his morning coffee switched with FireWhiskey, certain days are not worth getting out of bed.
Chamber of Secrets – in the Meantime -
"Are you sure we can wait to take the stone?" Hermione asked as the three walked in the main chamber where Harry fought the Basilisk the first time
"The Mirror of Erised will be moved there after Christmas, we can't risk Dumbledork to see we changed it with a fake" Harry answered, once again summoning the smoky form of Tom
"Yo! Need something?" Tom asked happily
"Other than explain again why you are good? I still don't get it" Ron asked
"Ronnie! I told you! When Harry's mind and Core entered his old body the backlash of magic purified the soul fragment inside his scar, but instead of destroying me I regained my sanity I lost after creating the first Horcrux, probably because the fragment transferring is not the result of the Horcrux Ritual" Tom answered
"But why you killed Myrtle?" Hermione asked
"Who?" the silver smoke asked
"Myrtle, the ghost we encountered in the bathroom up there, she was your first victim you use to create the diary" Harry explained
"No, my first victim, if you want to call it like that, was my father, the arsehole that tried to kill me" Tom answered
"WHAT!?" the three kids yelled
"Yeah, the Old Goat must have inverted the ring with the diary apparently. No, the ring was the first one, It happened during a summer of 1943 at Little Hangleton, I managed to find who my father was so I wanted to meet him...it was not what I hoped" Tom said with a sad tone
"What happened?" Harry asked
"I was raised as an orphan, remember? I used to watch the other kids coming out of Muggle schools being hugged by the parents coming to take them home, dreaming that something similar could have happened to me...thanks to Hogwarts I learned of magic, I was a bright student so I knew how to research, reaching less than legal help I managed to track Tom Riddle Sr down"
"What happened then?" Ron asked
"I found a mad-man, once I have told him that I was his son he grabbed a knife from the kitchen to try and kill me" He said making Hermione gasp "If you remember I asked to Professor Slughorn how to create an Horcrux, it was really just curiosity what drove me that time, I never known what would have happened" Tom said looking away
"Go on, please" Hermione asked
"I was scared...there was MY FATHER, the man I dreamed about when hoping to be taken away from the other orphans trying to skin me alive, once I tried to use my wand to use a stupefy on him he reacted way faster than I though he could, jabbing the blade in my heart" Tom said with anger
"But...you framed you uncle for Tom Sr. death" Harry said
"I had a meeting with him as well...another one that tried to kill me, It was him to point me towards the Riddle Manor, our meeting was less than pleasant since he tried to kill me the instant I entered, rambling about How that dirty Muggle abandoned his sister after knocking her up...I managed to calm him down using the Parseltoungue, but in his drunken stupor he attacked me for being an Half-blood as he called me, I stunned him and took his wand and knife in case he tried to hunt me down once awake, in that moment I decided to put THAT part of my family behind and forget it ever existed" Tom answered
"And the ring?" Hermione asked
"It was pretty so I took it" He said managing a shrug
"Go back to the meeting with your father" Ron said
"Yes, as I said, he had plunged a kitchen knife in my heart, I tried again to raise my wand when he swatted it away, we both fell down on the floor, I remember his eyes while he was rising the knife over his head...it was terrifying"
"And?" Harry asked
"I was scared, I remember the blood flowing rapidly and my vision blur, I managed to kick him away as I grabbed my uncle's wand, without thinking I used the killing curse on him...part of me wanted to just stun that man...but I was so weak...so angry...I wanted him to pay for betraying me, for crushing my dreams about a family" Tom said looking down
"And then?"
"I was about to die...I was desperate so I used the ritual Slughorn told me and used the Gaul's ring to create an Horcrux...it worked, it was giving me enough time to heal my wounds, but then..."
"Then you changed" Harry said
"Yes, it gives you Immortality, that's true...but it changes you, it's an exhilarating sensation that makes you want to create another and another and another, every time corrupting you more...from that simple fact it was a rapid descending into the madness" Tom said
"You killed the rest of the family and framed your uncle, from there you decided to have the Muggles pay for your Father attack to you, each and every Horcrux making you more and more deranged" Hermione concluded
"Exactly, Dumbledore never found out the WHOLE truth since Uncle Morfin's mind Accepted part of the modified memories I implanted...no, that Voldemort implanted in his head, turning it in his own" Tom said concluding his story
"Can we trust you?" Ron asked
"RON!" the other two yelled
"No, he is right, listen, I already gave an oath using the little spark of magic still inside me and my WHOLE existence as insurance about being on your side and telling always the truth, other than that I can't do anything else to have you three to trust me, I am sorry" Tom answered
"That's okay, we will give you the benefit of the doubt" Ron said
"Let's go now, if we can convince the Basilisk to work with us then the whole incident in second year won't happen" Harry said returning the group's focus at the task at hand
"Can't we just take the diary instead?" Hermione asked
"It doesn't hurt having a contingency plan, I would love to see that soul fragment come here and yell Where the Hell is that blasted snake? Without possessing Ginny of course" Harry answered
"Okay, if you say so" she said nodding
"Speak to me Slytherin! Greatest of the Hogwarts Four!" Harry talked using the hissing parseltongue
As the huge mouth of the statue opened the enormous Basilisk slithered out, its huge body towering over the three kids that closed their eyes before it could enter the room
"As Impressive as I remembered him" Tom muttered
"Who are you? Who dare summon me?" the Basilisk asked with its ice-cold voice echoing in the room
"I am here to talk to you, guardian of the House of Slytherin, the so called Heir of Salazar is corrupting your house! Where once cunning and subtle maneuverings reigned now corruption, threats and betrayal took the mantle" Harry said in response
"Is in this moments that I wish to understand what he says when talking like that" Ron muttered
"Me too" Hermione said in answer
"What you say is a grave insult to the house my Master created years ago, but why are you asking me? Why reaching my chamber?" the snake asked
"I wish to have your help, oh great guardian, if you can give me your permission, I wish to reduce your size, taking you out so to help you find a worthy companion to once again bond in exchange of your helping us in our time of need" Harry said
"My name is yours to choose, young wizard, as I just found someone worthy of my bounding, I just hope that your owl won't mind sharing, reduce me by using the reducio spell with the Parseltongue, chanting in the name of Salazar before the spell itself, then I'll tell you how to stop my eyes from killing or petrifying, a little Spell Salazar himself created to permit me to roam free" The Basilisk said closing its eyes
"You can open your eyes, guys, he closed his" Tom said
"Good, give me a moment" Harry said as he took the wand out of his cane, with a new hissed spell the huge basilisk shrank in size, moving then around Harry's neck to form a scaled necklace
"Are you okay, Salazar?" Harry asked
"Salazar? I like the name, thank you, young master" Salazar answered nodding before biting his own tail again to form the necklace
"Won't he kill everyone?" Ron asked as the trio walked out
"No, the spell I cast on his eyes can completely block that power or reduce it to just petrifying, once removed he will come back killing with a stare, I just hope the goblins will be happy with the old skins and fangs that litter this place" Harry said
"Considering his size I think they will be more than happy" Hermione reassured
"Ready for our great entrance at breakfast?" Ron asked smirking
"Of course! Remember the spell I taught you" Harry answered
"I bet this time Snape WILL attack us" Hermione said grinning
"I hope so, The Sorting Hat said to look close at him since appearances are deceiving, but a little prank revenge before that is our right, especially after all those years of Hell he gave us" Harry said
"Fine by me, Let's go!" Ron said as they finally reached the door for the Great Hall.
Great Hall
As the door opened the distinctive tack! Of a walking stick could be heard as the Silver Trio entered the room, Hermione in the middle and the two boys flanking her sides making the professors momentarily superimposing the image of a minister with her Auror escort, it was funny to see how much they were near the truth without seer blood.
Their dramatically billowing robes only adding to the scene, making Snape growl in anger at seeing someone copying HIS style and his Billowing Spell.
"SCARHEAD! What are you doing? Do you find funny mimicking my father? You will never be half the man he is even in a thousand years, so stop pretending to be him!" Draco yelled in rage, when he had heard that sound the first time he though it was Lucius coming to rescue him, seeing it was Potter drove his rage to its maximum.
"Oh dear, Malfoy! I would never dream of soiling my image by pretending to be your father, for all I care, having those long, feminine hair may require too much time in the bathroom brushing them and I have better things to do, now excuse me, but the breakfast appears to be way more interesting than speaking to you, but we should talk some more in the future, Heavens know you may benefit from it, Ta-ta!" Harry said polishing the head of the stick before waving it as goodbye
"Don't you dare ignore me!" Draco yelled
"Ignoring you is impossible, a squeaky voice like yours is just too loud" Hermione said sitting down at the table
"You filthy Mud.." the scion of Malfoy tried saying before two familiar faces raised from their seats
"Is he disturbing you, Boss?" Crabble said as he and Goyle stud up in front of Hermione to shield her
"Don't worry, guys, but I hope that MY head of house will punish him for the insult he tried using, right Professor Snape?" the girl said glaring at Snape
"I don't...I mean, he has...I" Snape muttered as his mind was going into crash.
Punish Malfoy will mean punish a Griffyndor, but the boy was his godson and a Slytherin misplaced, in his mind, in the wrong house, but then there was the satisfaction of punish one of Minerva's student, even if defending a friend of the thrice-damned Pott...
"One hundred and fifty points from Griffyndor, Mister Malfoy, it pains me seeing one of MY students use such a dirty insult, let's hope that Two weeks of detention with Mister Filch will teach you some manners and the next time will be the last as I will expel you from this school" McGonagall said with an hard stare directed to the blond boy
"Duh?" Snape said looking at the woman with a dumbfounded expression
"You hate James, right?" Minerva asked
"Yes" the Potion master answered defiantly
"Well, that boy was barely a toddler when his father was murdered, he never had the occasion to know him or Lily...hating him because you won't forgive his father for few pranks is as childish as you can get, he is now in YOUR care so it is your duty to help his formation"
"Minerva, I don't think that saying this is necessary, I trust our Severus to be as professional as possible" Albus said
"YOU trust him, at the first wound he gets in that house I'll force the hat to sort him again, just because his head of house look to the other way, hoping that someone will hurt the boy doesn't mean that I will do the same" McGonagall answered, spatting head of house as if rotten
"I think the same, Minerva, Lily Evans was a bright student just like her husband, I am sure that their son will be just like them! If Severus doesn't want him, Ravenclaw's door is already opened to welcome him" Professor Flitwick said nodding
"We'll see, I can already tell that he will be the worst dunderhead to ever sit in my class" Snape answered, enticing few groans from the ones near him
"That is...the basilisk of the chamber! Why he is around Potter's neck? Did he found out? HOW?!" Quirrel could hear his master's raging thoughts, but before he could answer the morning owls reached the Hall with their letters.
Having noticed Quirrel's face, Harry utilized the distraction of the mail delivery to cast a quick, but powerful, Notice-me-not Spell on Salazar, hiding the snake from everyone, luckily Dumbledore was too focused on his morning tea to see the necklace disappear under the boy's magic.
The knowledge that no-one will ever remember of the miniaturized basilisk came when a red letter fell in front of Dumbledore nailing him on his nose, the whole Hall stood silent while watching as the Owler rose from the table until it was face-to-face with the Headmaster, once it opened the amplified voice of Molly Weasley reverberated in the whole room, the Magic empowering her already raging yell.
"YOU! I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN THAT TRUSTING YOU WITH MY CHILDREN WOULD HAVE BEEN A MISTAKE! A WEASLEY IN SLYTHERIN!? IS EITHER HIM BEING RE-SORTED OR ME TAKING MY SONS OUT OF THIS SO CALLED SCHOOL! I KNOW THAT LILY'S SON WAS SORTED THERE TOO, THIS ONLY SHOWS HOW THE WHOLE SORTING IS NOTHING MORE THAN A JOKE! HEAR ME ALBUS! DEAL WITH THIS MISTAKE OR I WILL!" the letter screamed in a deafening volume before slowly fly towards the green and silver table, this time talking with a calmer tone
"My dear don't worry, Mum will take care of this, you too Harry, the Weasley family will save you" the letter concluded before bursting into flames
Laughs wasn't exactly what the others were expecting from Ron and Harry.
"Don't worry, professor, I have no problems staying here, it only means that I am slightly more Cunning than Brave, if my brothers want I can even eat breakfast at their table, this if they don't want to cast me away from the family, of course" Ron said calmly with a wide smile
"We would never-" Fred said
"Cast you away" George concluded
"We thought you hated that House" the two twins said together
"Once knowing them better...I can say that there are cool guys here as well, in the first year at least" Ron answered shrugging, Blaise, Millicent and Theodore giving them the thumbs up
"We'll take care of him, don't worry! He will be a perfect Dark Lord by the end of the year" Millicent said smirking, making several Slytherins laugh, excluding the ones with a Dead Eater parent not in friendly tone with the trio of course.
"Nah! Our Ronniekins is not Dark Lord material" Fred said catching the joke
"Yeah, brother, Harry seems more likely to be a Dark Wizard, you can be his sidekick maybe" George said, several Gryffindor chuckling at the fuming red-haired snake
"Again with the sidekick thing" Ron muttered pouting
"HEY! WE are the smart ones! If anyone will be a Dark Lord then it must be one of us! It takes brain to Conquer the World!" A Sixth Year Ravenclaw said in mock outrage
"W-What's happening?" Professor Sprout asked as the four tables started a discussion about who among them would be the best Evil Villain of the Wizarding World
"Or we are reaching House Unity thanks to Mister Potter and Mister Weasley sorted in Slytherin...or the Pumpkin Juice today was expired" McGonagall said watching as Percy Weasley tried and failed to reign the Twins from presenting each other as the NEXT Dark Lord
"S-Should w-we stop t-t-them?" Quireel asked while ignoring Voldemort's whining about how a proper Dark Wizard can't come out from any other house except Slytherin
"BULLSHIT! ONLY A SLYTHERIN CAN BE AN EVIL DARK LORD! I mean, look at me, I am evil! Really evil! I used to kick puppies just for fun and fart loudly during the funerals of my enemies! One time I even peed in the Headmaster cup without him noticing! ONLY a Slytherin can be so secretive and Cunning as to take a dump in one of the books in the library and then put it back on the shelves or masturbate inside a female class-mate's porridge!" Voldemort said making poor Quirrel vacate his breakfast with the image the Spirit was projecting to show his point.
"Are you okay, Quirinus?" Flitwick asked
"Y-yes...just a little...n-nausea" the stuttering professor said trying to stop the images from burning themselves in his brain
"Luckily is time for the classes to start, you will see how this will be just an isolated accident, no need to make a fuss over it," Dumbledore said, fuming at the idea of the young generation lacking the respect towards the figures of Dark Lords and Leaders of Light
"What if Voldemort manage to come back? He may hear about this and start looking for revenge, it may be the ruin of us all!" Albus thought as his mind started racing through a catastrophic scenario after another
"I hate Potter and I will kill him, I hate the Muggles and I will kill them, I hate Albus and I will kill him, I hate myself...and I will kill EVERYONE ELSE!" Voldemort whined while he and the body he was possessing walked out to class.
"Good, now he is depressed!" Quirrel thought groaning.
It's gonna be a LOOOONG day for him.
Hogwarts - Potion Class
As the trio remembered, Snape started the lesson entering the class without a word before scribing the instruction for a Boil Cure potion at the blackboard, as he finished writing he cast away the chalk before moving his glaze on the class.
Gulping down in dismay at seeing both Weasley and the Potter spawn with the green colours of his House sitting at the first row he addressed the students.
"You are here to learn the subtle and precise art of potion making. There will be no foolish wand waving in this class so those who have got them out had best put them away now," he paused at the faint scramble of students hurrying to stow their wands away, showing a disapproving sneer he continued with his introduction speech.
"I can teach you how to brew fame, bottle glory and even put a stopper in death. That is," here he managed a feral smile "If you aren't like the bunch of dunderheads I usually have the displeasure to teach."
Harry and Ron smirked challenging while Hermione was consoling the trembling Neville sitting near her about them helping him.
"Potter!" Snape barked out from his desk, cloak moving as if in a storm even if he stood perfectly still.
Harry looked as if ready to burst up laughing "Yes, Professor Snape?"
"What would I get if I added powdered asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"
Harry's grin was almost splitting his face in two now, the bastard asked a 4th year question hoping he didn't know the answer. Not this time.
"I believe you would get a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the draught of living death" he answered
"That's...Correct?" He said as his eyes going wide
"He isn't supposed to know! Let's see with an harder question" Snape though narrowing his eyes at the boy
"Another one, Potter! Where would you look if I told you to find a bezoar?"
"In the stomach of a goat sir, but even if good with most poisons it's always better analyze a sample and create a proper antidote instead of taking a Bezoar and hoping for the best" Harry answered
"T-the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?" Snape tried asking, there was NO WAY that the brat will be able to answer THAT! It was OWL Material!
Harry smirked again before answering "There is no difference, Professor, those are two of the names used for the plant of aconite."
"All correct, 30 points to Slytherin for your answers." the man replied mechanically, only his inhuman self-control stopping the shock from appearing evident
The first years Slytherins all shared a satisfied smirk, following Harry's suggestion they started copying down his answers
The Gryffindor-dressed Draco simply sat there, his mind trying to decipher whatever jargon came out of Harry's mouth.
Snape stood silent as the class moved to brew the potion following the instruction at the board behind him, he was still trying to understand how was possible that THE SON OF JAMES BLOODY POTTER! Managed to answer.
"Lily was a genius in potion...can it be that a spark of that talent reached her son? NO! I am sure that he will be a copy of his blasted father, an arrogant, attention-seeking git, I can see it in his eyes..." Snape thought glaring at the boy, whose emerald eyes were glaring back at him from over a perfectly made Boil Cure, the same strength Lily's stare used to have was now behind HER son's.
A brief glimpse of Lily's ghost hovering behind the boy with crossed arms while scowling at him drove the point at home.
"Is something wrong, Sir?" Harry asked
"Just pay attention, Potter! Just because you are famous doesn't mean the cauldron won't explode if you make a mistake" the Professor answered
"Explode? Hardly with this potion, even if for most cases a Skin Purifier potion is a better solution than this, it requires half the time to prepare too, sure with that you risk to turn the skin green if you don't stew anti-clockwise at least three times every few seconds...but nothing is perfect" Harry said shrugging
"Uh?...yes...I guess I can at least concur with that" Snape said as his amazement returned
"Something is fishy here! He CAN'T be as good as Lily! He IS James son! I need to see what he is hiding, his posture is not one an eleven year old kid should have!" The greasy man thought angrily.
At five minutes before the end, Snape started circling around the class, supervising the work with snarly remarks or veiled insults at this or that student, the Gryffindor trimming of Draco's robes stopping him from praising how he was chopping the ingredients.
Watching as Harry was giving the final touches to his cauldron, a PERFECTLY made potion boiling inside it, Snape's eyes fell on the walking stick resting at Harry's side.
Smirking deviously he decided to attack it, with the excuse of snapping an inappropriate object he may accidentally snap the brat's wand, feigning ignorance at it being an holster would be easy.
"Accio Walking Stick" Snape muttered from behind the boy, but to his surprise a little barrier appeared around the object, stopping the spell
"What!?" the man roared grabbing the offending object by hand
"That's my wand holster, Professor, did you like it?" Harry asked innocently
"It's against the rules taking THIS kind of objects here, Potter!" Snape said glaring at the boy
"Not exactly, the rules do not stop any student from purchasing an holster for their wand, as Mister Ollivander can confirm, that is mine" Harry said
"No sense, I'll snap this and then we will talk about detention for possessing an Inappropriate Accessory!" Snape said with unadulterated glee as he raised the stick with both hands
"I wouldn't do that if I were you" Harry said casually
"Are you threatening a professor, Potter? Your insubordination knows no limits! THERE!" the Professor said as he moved the stick down rapidly against his rising knee, making a clear Snap! Resound in the room.
"AAAAARGH!" Snape yelled as he was jumping on the spot, trying to soothe the agonizing pain in his broken knee.
"Here!" Harry ordered making the stick appear in his hand, checking for damages.
"It's goblin-made, Professor, almost indestructible, that's why I tried to warn you" he explained.
"DAMN YOU! That's it! There is something wrong here!" Snape yelled as the signal of the end of class reached the dungeons, his wand moving to adjust his injury a little.
As the class was emptying, a foaming-at-the-mouth Snape pointed his wand at Harry's back, focusing every drop of his power in the mind-reading spell.
"Potter, stay back in class...Legilimens!" making the boy remain in class alone, the potion master launched his mental attack, focused on discovering why a boy that by Albus' words should be totally ignorant of the Magical World knew so much.
Snape loved the art of Legilimency, every time he used it on someone he remembered when he tried jumping from an high cliff down to the sea, the sensation when entering another mind was to him the same as entering the water after that long fall.
And so it was again for him, he could almost feel on his face the wind around him as he jumped from said cliff towards the water that was Harry's mind.
Only for the greasy idiot to nail with Laser-guided precision the rock resting barely under the surface of the water, the impact against Harry's mind defences turning Snape's brain to mush for an instant and making him wonder if it was possible to spit out some teeth from that kind of crash.
Before unconsciousness claimed Severus Snape, a picture of a brick wall with the sign Sorry, We are Closed momentarily flashed before his eyes, then the Nothingness finally embraced him, the next class would find him laying on the floor with a pained expression on his face.
"So? What did he said?" Hermione asked as the three walked to the next class.
"Bah! He tried to enter my mind, I blasted my shield at maximum and watched as he crashed against them, I left him resting on the floor"
"Poor, Greasy Git, any idea for a prank to use on him?" Ron asked
"I have some ideas, but let's wait few days, just to give him time to recover" Harry answered
Dumbledore's Office – in the meantime -
"Are you sure, Ollivander? The wand exploded?" Albus asked with his head in the fireplace
"Of course! Poor kid was blasted to the wall, luckily he managed to find a good wand, oh well...a perfect wand if I have to say hohoho!" the wand-maker said giggling
"What kind of wand was that?" the Headmaster asked, worry not surfacing in his tone
"You know I am not supposed to divulge this kind of information" Ollivander said turning serious
"You mean you don't trust me? I just want to make sure that the Saviour of our world has a proper instrument to defend himself" Albus said in his best grand-fatherly tone, making Ollivander growl in anger
"I have you know that the Ollivander family crafts wands since the times of Merlin himself! MY wands are precisely created by balancing Every. Single. Component to the highest degree...if you so much wish to know, Mister Potter's wand was made with Elder Wood, Hungarian Horntail's Heartstrings Core and with an handle in black onyx and blue sapphire! A piece of art that I know not even YOU are worth using! Good bye Dumbledore, call me again if you need something, but just remember, I take wandelore very seriously, not underestimate nor the boy nor the wand, because I am certain that you will regret it" Ollivander said with a last glare before closing the link.
"Elder wood? Another elder wand is in the school? And that core...such a Dark dragon used for that, the black onyx too worries me, I had planned for the lad to have a sister wand for his fight against Voldemort, the prophecy said that the Dark Lord would have marked his nemesis as an Equal, I hoped that this way Harry would have been able to take a wand with the second feather of Fawkes, thus fulfilling the required details even more...for that to explode, it means that the boy is more powerful than what I thought...Uhm!" Albus said moving towards the cabinet in his office, several silver objects lying silently on the shelves
"Let's see...his power..." the Headmaster said tapping one with his wand.
With a subtle whistle the little thing crumbled to dust as the magical wood touched it
"Uh? That's strange" Albus muttered trying the others
"No, this too, even the one about the mental state and the one checking his health!" the old man said in dismay as one after another the checking instruments died down, either turning black, disassembling or downright exploding, the only one left was the one monitoring the wards at Privet Drive and that too was agonizing.
"The wand explosion must have removed them...I will be forced to cast them again before the end of the year" Dumbledore said not noticing the knowing smirk on both Sorting Hat and Fawkes
"What's wrong Albus? Did your toys fail? It may mean that Harry is turning Dark! Maybe he will even join the Dark Lord if he returns or start sacrificing virgins to the Darkness after violating them!" The Hat said in mock fear, the Phoenix chirping loudly in a bird-version of a laugh
"It's not something to joke about! I need those charms to work, we can't afford the only one able to defeat Tom to turn Dark, damage-control must be done!" Dumbledore snapped angrily
"Then you should worry about him being in Slytherin, for all you don't want to admit it, Snape hates the boy, if your pet Death-Eater start harassing Harry with all the hate he has for James THEN we may have a problem" the old Hat said
"Severus will behave, if I can't re-sort Harry then HE will act like a mature man, I won't have the last hope of the Light betray us because Snape didn't want to leave behind some petty feelings, I will be forced to play with those pieces, but this Game of Chess will follow MY rules!" Albus said moving towards the library, he still had to find HOW Voldemort managed to defy death, he had some doubts about using an Horcrux, but he was not entirely certain yet.
"A game of chess? This is what you see in this situation? Poor fool, you even failed to notice how the Elder Wand in your hands stopped obeying you, that too can feel its TRUE Master here in the castle, the boy removed those charms the instant he entered here and I will be damned if you will use them again, you and Tom had played with our lives long enough, this time things will go different" the Hat thought glaring at Dumbledore's back
With a subtle flash of flames Fawkes' body crumbled to dust, the now Baby-young Phoenix had a certain Diary to retrieve and did not want to wait another month before burn and then have a new body, luckily wards against his kind had still to be discovered so it will be easy to take the Horcrux once able to fly again.
"Fawkes?" Albus asked watching the empty perch and the little bird quietly sleeping in his own ashes
"Probably tired of waiting" The Hat said
"Strange, he burned a month earlier this time..." the old man mused going back to his research.
The Burrow – few hours later -
A old owl managed to enter the kitchen after the third try where he slammed against the window, landing tiredly on the table with a soft Plomp! Littering the room with feathers it showed the letter attached to his talon
"Errol is getting really too old, but for now we can't take another" Molly Weasley said cleaning her hands on the apron she was wearing
"Ginny, dear! Go take him some treats while I read the message" she ordered
"Okay mum!" the little girl said nodding
"Good girl, later I will show you how to sew, a good wife should always be ready for everything" the plump woman said happily
"Okay, Mum! Do you think Harry will really love me?" the girl asked
"Of course dear! We just need to...clean up few things and I am sure he will love you" Molly answered happily
"I am going!" Ginny said blushing, a tiny giggle escaping her as she took the tired owl out.
"She is such a pretty girl, a little refining and that poor boy will be her husband, he just need to see HOW MUCH Ginny is like his mother to fall for her, some extra money are always welcomed, I can't offer a bride price since he has not a guardian, but I am sure he won't have problems sharing what is his with us once the deal is done...maybe a baby during his fifth year just to be sure he will marry Ginny, if only the Passion Draught wasn't so easy to find out, but Pomfrey would go nuts if a student under HER care is found positive to Love Potions...I still remember what her instructor did to Caroline Merfaulter when she tried that...Brrr! and she is even worse than that man" suppressing a shudder at the terrifying image she opened the letter.
"Dear Mum...when a letter from the twins start like this I get worried..." Molly sighed reading aloud the first sentence.
-Ronald seems fine in Slytherin, me and Fred can't still understand how fast he changed from hating them to actually befriend some of the first years of that house, this goes with his drastic changing of the last two months since even here his table manners are more refined and mature (just like at home).
On the bright side he befriended Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, they seem two good guys, our Ronniekins actually act with Harry just like they know each other since forever while the girl act as the head of the trio, it's still too soon to have a picture of the whole thing, but he has asked if we would have minded having him at the Gryffindor Table even if in a 'rival' house, fearing our refusal, he seem happy...what do you think?
Harry and Hermione doesn't seem to be bad people either and may keep Ron out of trouble, but we will wait to judge.
How are things at home? Is Ginny okay?
Greetings, Greg and Forge!
"At least he befriended Harry, a little competition with the boy and My Ronniekins won't slack...but, just to be sure...they say that this girl is actually the Head of their trio...I'll ask the twins to keep an eye on them, God knows a good girl with a good brain will be good for my little boy! If I am lucky I will be able to celebrate a DOUBLE wedding then! Hihi!" Molly said laughing happily as her Master Plan to enlarge (and make richer) her family was finally moving, she just needed to keep under control the Slytherin Situation, at the first sign of the EEEVIL! House "damaging" those three kids and she will take them out of Hogwarts, gently Guiding them on the right direction.
The fact that it was a direction SHE decided against their will not even crossed her mind, hastily writing an answer she waited that the old good for nothing Errol finished catching his breath before delivering her letter, meetings with both kids and suggestions about romantic relationship would need to be planned soon.
"If only Life wasn't so difficult, but I wasn't almost sorted into Slytherin for nothing, I know how talk to people" Molly sighed returning to her chores, a little smile on her face as she prepared everything for the rise of the Weasley family to new heights.
Ministry of Magic – Amelia Bones' Office -
"I have a bad feeling today" the actual Head of the DMLE muttered as an anonymous letter was delivered to her office, since the controls let it pass Amelia was sure there weren't Curses on it, but still.
"Uh? that's interesting, I wonder..." the woman said reading
"What is it, Boss?" one of the Aurors guarding her office asked
"Nothing serious" she answered reading it again
-We have a memory for a Pensieve we know you people will find Interesting...leave an answer out of the Ministry and an owl will take it, but know this, there are answers that are waiting to be told since a faithful night years ago.
Answers of the Godric's Hollow kind.
Keep the Phoenix away from our deal, some Leaders like to keep too many secrets for their own good
HrH
"Of the Godric Hollow kind...could it be?" Amelia thought passing an hand in her hair
"Call Auror Tonks...we may have some news that regard her as well" she ordered
"Right away, boss" one of them said bolting out of a door
"Keeping the Phoenix away...Dumbledore was always one for secrets...I'll see those memories and then I will decide, but for now, I need to speak with someone" Amelia muttered to herself as a pink-haired girl entered her office
"You called me, Boss?" the girl asked
"Take a seat, Auror Tonks, Kingsley, please leave us" Amelia ordered as Kingsley and the other left the room
"Now..." the DMLE Head said sitting behind her desk, head resting on one hand while the other kept tapping the desk with her wand, security wards blocking everyone from hearing from outside.
"Talk me about your being part of this Order of the Phoenix..." she started, noticing how the colour was drained from Tonks face
"I-I...I don't know what are you talking about" the girl stammered
"I suggest you to don't lie since it won't help you, I am not angry, I knew about it the instant you became a member, how I did is not important, what I want to know is about Sirius Black..." Amelia said watching as the girl leaned forward, clinging to her every word
"What about him? News about his involvement in Pettigrew's death?" Tonks asked
"I won't talk, Auror Tonks...you are a danger for security right now"
"W-Why?" the girl asked shocked
"Simple, whatever I say to you, you may either report to Dumbledore or have him take out the information from your head via Legilimency, yes I know about that too, you are here to answer MY questions, not the other way around" Amelia said fixing the girl with an hard stare
"I would never say anything if it is confidential, you can trust me, Miss Bones!" Tonks said in shock
"There is still the fact that the old fool may read what he needs, you want to keep your job? Answer my question and I will...let's say Ignore your being part of the Order, and since I know that probably Albus will try to have the result of our little talk either being told to him or extracted from you, I will tell you right now that those will be simple questions, away from any danger for his so called Greater Good, or whatever bullshit floats his boat" Amelia said
"I-I would never...I, Nymphadora Tonks, swear on my Life and Magic that I won't willingly divulge any information that Amelia Bones will share with me during our talk here in this office, so mote it be!" surprising the woman, Tonks rose from her seat, keeping her wand high she pronounced her Oath with her magic flaring to life signifying the acceptance of her words.
"Well...that was unexpected, I'll have you re-do that oath if we ever need to have another Talk, are we clear?" Amelia asked
"Of course Boss! if Dumbledore ever try to read my mind by force my magic should keep him out long enough for me to send a distress signal or run away" Tonks said nodding
"Good, let's hope the fool is not so engrossed in his mission against the Dark to try and harm you, I won't like having one of my Aurors turned into a vegetable just because he believes to be the only one able to hold information, now, talk me about Sirius Black for start, then we will move towards the rest..." Amelia said as the two started the long talk that will spring the Fiery Auror's interest
Hogwarts School – shore of the Black Lake -some time later -
"By now the letter should have reached her desk" Ron said looking at the horizon
"Let's hope it will be enough to spark her interest" Hermione said
"I took the time to extract the memories from Wormtail about that night, she better ask for them" Harry answered with narrowed eyes
"Are you sure you did it in the right way? He seem a little put out" Ron asked watching as the trapped rat wobbled against one of the walls of the cage, colliding with his head against the bars before changing direction and doing the same once reached the opposite side, sometimes tripping on his own tail before the actual headbutt to the bars, a long trail of saliva forming behind him.
"I was rather forceful, I admit, but other than being disoriented he should be fine, luckily he is not in his human form or he may have been going on and on about some nonsense, spluttering and spitting around in confusion" Harry said shrugging
"Are you by any means turning dark?" Hermione asked
"Bah! Who knows, in my line of work I had to learn Curses and Counters of any type just in case, my research for the Portal forced me to look deeper in the so called Dark Side of Magic...maybe I was already a bit Grey to begin with, you won't see me use Unforgivables unless as a last resort of course, but I won't take chance this time" Harry answered
"Whatever, as long as you don't start giving people the Dark Mark I am fine, let's just focus on what to do next" Ron said taking few stones and launching them in the water
"Sirius will help us reaching the Slytherin Locket in his home at Grimauld Place, the Cup was already take care of and tonight we will reach the Ravenclaw Diadem in the Room of requirement, this leaves out Nagini, the Diary, the Gaunt ring and your scar, Harry" Hermione said
"My scar was a Proto-Horcrux, I think that once killed Voldemort his soul fragment here will disappear too since there is not Magic holding it, Nagini became an Horcrux some time between our third and fourth year, we may be able to destroy him by then" Harry answered
"Pity that Tom will go away, he is a funny guy once you know him" Ron said sadly
"The ring will be the easier one, I am actually the Master of the three Deathly Hollows, I should be able to summon them at will with the right ritual" Harry said
"Good, we will wait Christmas for that, if we take the Cloak before then Dumbledore will be suspicious, I still wonder how he didn't noticed that the Elder Wand stopped working as it used to" Hermione asked
"It was only two months since we 'came back' he may have not noticed, let's hope he will play his part like the last time, passed that I will call the three items back, whatever he like it or not" he answered
"And the Protections on the ring? Last time those cost Dumbledore his hand and life" Ron said
"Whatever spell was used we will just counter it, if we are lucky Tom should remember what he did to it, it will make things easier" Hermione said
"Okay, we have a plan for now, Sirius, Locket, Diadem and Diary, what about Umbitch? Did we leave her be or not?" Ron asked
"I have a little plan for her" Harry said with an evil grin
"I don't like that smile" Ron said
"I know a little curse that we may use on her without people noticing, tell me Hermione, how do you translate Omen Nomen?" Harry asked
"Uh? It's Latin, you can translate it in 'A Name, a Destiny' why?" She answered watching his smile turning rather sickening
"You don't mean..." Ron said surprised
"After that gold-digger tried using it on me to marry her I learned the Omina-Nomina curse myself" Harry answered nodding, a terrifying gleam in his eyes
"What are you talking about? What curse is that?" Hermione asked glaring at the two
"It's an old Roman curse, if you get someone to willingly write their name on a charmed parchment you can then control freely what they do, think and feel, you can even choose to have them forget what you have them do, in that case even the best Healer or Master of Legilimency can't restore the memory" Ron explained paling
"Some consider it the starting point from which the Imperious Curse was developed, here in England is completely unknown while in the rest of Europe the various Ministry of Magic do their best to destroy every trace of its existence since it can't be detected by ANY means, if you remember at a certain point I disappeared for a week" Harry explained
"Yes, I remember, I was worried sick...what happened? That curse sounds like the Darkest thing I have ever heard" Hermione asked
"He was chained to a wall in the basement at my place, a woman planned to use that curse to marry Harry, having him then emptying his vault in hers before asking for a divorce, the memory alteration would have destroyed every trace of this, it took me and few of Harry's colleagues a week to track the woman down and FORCE her to undid the thing, the Department of Mysteries had a rough time in creating a counter spell, even with all the information we had after raiding the woman's place" Ron explained making the girl gasp
"What do you plan to do with it?" she asked glaring at Harry
"Nothing lethal, I will just destroy her image, humiliating her in a way that she will just take and disappear forever in some remote island away from any human settlement...Heck! I want to force her to flee from this planet altogether!" Harry answered
"Okay, until you don't have her commit suicide of murder I am fine" Hermione said relaxing
"Good! Because I already have her name here! I just had to write a long letter under the Pseudonym of a young Pureblood heir, explaining how I find inspiring her work to promote wizards' supremacy over those inferior beings such as centaurs and the like, she was so full of herself that she actually accepted to use the parchment I added to the letter to use for her answer" Harry explained showing the paper, a long answer praising the young pureblood for his understanding of how important her work was could be read on it, her full name signed at the end shining slightly, showing that the magic on the paper accepted the name.
"So now we can order her around?" Hermione asked
"We just need to erase the rest of the letter, move her name on the top and write under it our orders with Omina-Nomina added before the order itself, to her it will sound like a suggestion of her own mind, no matter how FAR from what she would usually do it is" Harry explained
"Oh! It may be funny then!" Hermione said smirking deviously
"If it is not Pottyhead and his friends" a mellifluous voice said behind them
"Malfoy" Ron said without turning to face him
"How is possible that ME, a Malfoy, wasn't sorted in Slytherin while YOU THREE did!" the blond boy yelled in rage
"Ask the Sorting Hat, we were just as surprised as you" Hermione said
"SHUT UP! You three will just make the whole House Impure! The House of Salazar is no place for half-bloods and blood traitors! Especially not place for a mudblood bitc..." Draco said before the snake around Harry's neck hissed dangerously, glaring at the one insulting his human's mate.
"My snake is not happy to hear THAT particular word, Draco, I suggest you to go before regretting it" Harry said glaring at the boy himself
"Shut up, Potter! You are nothing! I will show you what it means go against my family, my father will hear of this, but before that I will make you pay for your insolence!" Draco said drawing out his wand
"Stinging Hexes are not a good way to threat someone, you know?" Ron said smirking
"Silence, you idiot! I come from a serious pureblood family, not a joke like yours! We KNOW more than you three will ever hope" The Malfoy boy said in pride, ignoring that the three students he was talking to knew he was lying
"You don't scare me, pretty boy" Hermione said smirking at Draco's fuming face
"I warned you, you filthy..." as the raging boy was moving his wand to attack, Harry surprised him by drawing his wand so fast it looked like appearing in his hand
"Corvus!" Harry said pointing his wand at Malfoy, with a low growl a cloud of black smoke was shoot from Harry's wand, before Draco could even react, a stock of crows surfaced from the smoke, attacking him with their talons or sharp becks, driving away the now shrieking boy that was trying to protect his face from the angry animals.
"Nice spell" Ron said watching the show
"Thank you, few minutes and those will just fly away, he won't get anything too nasty, I have not put too much energy in the spell so he will be mostly unscathed in the end" Harry answered smiling, re-casting the hiding spell on his scaled friend.
Not far away -
"What Spell is that?" McGonagall asked watching the scene from afar, she had followed the young Draco as she had heard him muttering about confronting Harry and the others
"An old battle spell from Transylvania, depending on how much energy you put into it it can both distract or out-right maim and kill, but as Mister Potter said, it has just enough energy to scare away the Malfoy kid" Flitwick said scaring the stern Transfiguration professor
"FILIUS! Since when you are here?" McGonagall asked surprised
"You people need to learn to watch a little down, with my Not-so-imposing height I can sneak around easily, by the way, I saw you following Mister Malfoy so I decided to see where you were going, I can honestly said that it was a good thing, I have no idea where Mister Potter learned the Corvus Spell, but it was performed perfectly, as I guessed he will be a good student, I can feel it...pity that he wasn't sorted in MY house" the little professor said concluding his answer with a sad tone.
"I can say the same, I almost chewed Albus alive, but he demonstrated that the boy can't be re-sorted until a serious case is bought out, I hope that Lily and James won't be sad at their son situation" the woman said with an equally sad tone as the two walked back towards the school
"They loved him deeply, I know those two will watch over him no matter what, he won't become a Dark Lord, you can see it in his eyes, we just need to trust him, guiding the boy as teachers in his years here at Hogwarts so to turn him into a proper wizard and man" Filius answered
"You are right, I will watch over those three, starting from teaching to one of my lions what a proper wizard is allowed to do and not do here, I am sure Filch will have some nice works for the blond git to help him realize that his actions won't be accepted" the Scottish woman said with an ice-cold glare
"Sometimes you scare even me, Minerva" the little professor said shaking his head
"Should we tell Albus about the pet snake he is obviously hiding?" She asked ignoring the comment
"...No, It doesn't seem to be poisonous or dangerous in general, nothing to make the Headmaster worry about...he may even start saying that Harry is a Parselmouth otherwise!" Filius said before laughing
"That would be preposterous! What else then? That he came back in time? That he died too many times and a Grim Reaper sent him back with extra knowledge?" McGonagall said
"What about telling Albus that young Draco is a male Veela that choose Potter as his mate? just to see how he reacts?" Flitwick said making the two professors shared a laugh at that statement
Azkaban – cell – two days later -
A black dog with dirty, dishevelled fur was sleeping in a corner of the stone room, his canine mind trying to subtly reach for some nice memories to stop the oppressing feeling of the Dementors from drive him into madness once again.
His sensible ears were peeking up the sound of guards nearing his cell, forcing the dog to turn into an even more dishevelled and malnourished man, groaning at being forced to left the somehow secure sanctuary his Animagus form could give him in that damp, cold cell
"Black, apparently someone has some interest in what happened the night you were arrested, follow us and don't try anything funny" one of the guard said opening the metallic door
"Get up, you filthy bastard!" the other guard said grabbing one of Sirius' arms, jerking him up to force the man to stand
"Follow me" the first guard said as his colleague moved behind Sirius to push him, a Dementor flanking the prisoner side forcing him to hear over and over agian Peter's voice before the far-away echo of an explosion covered every other noise of his memories.
"Enter here!" the guard said as the two unceremoniously forced him on a chair, chains springing to life and blocking both arms and legs of Sirius with an extra lock blocking his head to force him to watch only forward, the noise of the door closing telling him he was now alone.
"What's happening?" he thought while panic started to surface
"We need to talk, Sirius, and this time I will be hearing your version of this, I don't care what Fudge or any other says, I am tired of this games of power and I DEMAND some answers!" a female voice said from behind the prisoner as the door was opened again
"A-A-Amelia?" the man's voice was rasping from the long time of not being used
"In the flesh" the Head of the DMLE said sitting down across of him, her eyes piercing his soul
"W-what do you mean?" Sirius asked
"You know what this is?" she said positioning a little bottle on the table separating the two, a silver liquid inside reflecting the dim light of the room
"A memory of the night you supposedly killed Peter Pettigrew" Amelia said watching as the other eyes grew wide
"By your expression I can see you are surprised, I was as well when I first saw this... for a moment I thought it was somehow your doing, even without a wand, but then I saw them being from Peter's POV...imagine my surprise when I understood that someone had managed to get an hold of a memory from someone thought to be dead with only a finger remaining from his mutilated corpse, my surprise in seeing a dead man cast the spell that had the whole street explode before shrinking in size, showing his being a rat Animagus...almost more surprising than seeing him accepting James Potter's request of being the TRUE Secret Keeper of their location before the actual fight with you...did you have anything to say?" she asked with an even harder stare
"Just...just...give me some Veritaserum if you don't trust me...but I can swear on everything you want that it's true, IT'S TRUE! I AM INNOCENT! I AM INNOCENT!" with huge tears flowing from hie eyes Sirius Black screamed for the first time in years, sobbing in despair as the events of that night came back even stronger than with any Dementor
"How's Harry? How's MY Godson?" he asked shocking Amelia
"I wasn't aware of him being your godson, but last thing I know was that he was sorted in Slytherin"
"WHAT!?" Sirius yelled in rage
"He doesn't seem to be a bad wizard, I can tell you this, I have my nephew in Hufflepuff, but she said that he had made friends with half her house and Gryffindor already, he and his friends even helped few of them with their studies...I guess he is just a cunning little boy, not a Death Eater in training or what you people call the ones sorted there" Amelia answered in the most calm tone she could muster
"They better do not corrupt him! Or I will very well end here for a murder this time I WILL commit! And Albus will be the first as I will throttle him with that beard of his!" Sirius said angrily, his old energies returning at the prospect of his godson being in danger
"Stay calm, I can have you moved in a minimum security cell with no Dementors waiting for you, during the next seven days your case will be FULLY checked by myself to ensure that no-one really tried to pass judgement on you without a REAL trial, should I find out what I think I will... by the end of this week you will get your sorry arse out of here, a pretty reimburse with a long series of zeros waiting for you and the rest of your life to live as you please...possibly with the least amount possible of illegal deeds in it" she said
"I want to be Harry's guardian, I want him to live with me, I don't know where he was up until now, but me and him will live together once I am out of here, I am the last semblance of family he has, I won't watch as he grow up alone!" Sirius said glaring at Amelia
"It's not so bad, if I have to listen to Dumbledore he was in an house protected by blood wards, those are hard to break" she said as the man before her fell silent
"Blood wards? But...for those to work properly...the last family member other than me that Albus may consider...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!" Letting out a mighty roar of rage that actually scared both Amelia and the guards outside, Sirius started fighting against the restrains, his magic storming as the chains groaned at the strain of absorbing that much energy in one go
"ALBUS DUMBLEDORE! YOU ARE DEAD! DEEEEAD!" he screamed as the guards jumped on him
"Stop! Explain yourself, Black!" Amelia barked out as the raging man was finally restrained
"Petunia Evans! Lily's sister! That sorry excuse of an human being is the only one other than me that the old son of a bitch could have called to take care of Harry!" Sirius said foaming at the mouth
"So what?" the woman asked, still not understanding
"SHE IS A DAMNED BIGOT! She always hated magic and Lily in particular from being a witch! I saw how James would console the poor girl after every visit to that harpy! Every year at Hogwarts she would hide bruises as Petunia would belittle and harm her knowing that Lily wouldn't have been able to use magic to defend herself! And that Idiot left a young boy there? Of course he is Cunning! It would have been the only way for him to survive with her and that fat Whale of her Husband!" Sirius said with his anger not diminishing a iota
"I will look at that information too, now calm down or I won't be able to help you" Amelia said as Sirius finally started to calm down
"Take Harry away from those people! Take him away from them! He won't be happy with those beasts! They will try their worst to make his life miserable! I will protect him, I will help him maturing in the right way!" Sirius pleaded
"I'll do my best" she answered as he was escorted to his new cell
"Thank you" Sirius said showing an happy smile
"Before you go...the one giving me those memories wrote me a letter" Amelia said
"So what?" he asked turning towards her
"He said to tell you that you owe to Prongs Junior big time for this...can you tell me what the Hell it means?" the woman asked as Sirius' eyes grew wide once more
"Prongs...Junior?...ha-ha...hahaha...HAHAHAHAHAHAH HAHA!" it started as a chuckle, but then it exploded into a full laugh of happiness that filled the whole prison, tears flowing down from his face as the now almost-free man walked away, leaving behind a stunned Head Auror
"It was an happy laugh...but it's still creeping me out" she muttered as she left the prison
"HE DID THIS! He helped me out! But how?...fuck that, I don't care! I will ask him once I am out, if not, I will just evade as I planned, this place is too boring for my tastes!" A grinning Sirius said as the door of his new apartment was opened, he knew that the shit-eating grin on his face would stay there for the whole time before his leaving the place, but he wasn't caring.
Great Hall – Dinner – that night -
"So? It worked?" Ron asked
"Miss Bones sent her answer, she had already moved Sirius to a minimum security cell and will personally look over his case, in moments dear Dungledore should receive that news from one of his friends" Harry said as the three moved their eyes to the Headmaster seat, the old man had just received a message from an House-elf, and by the way his face paled momentarily, the news was not one he liked.
"Are we sure he won't try anything?" Hermione asked
"I sent her a list of every contact Albus has at the ministry and at Azkaban plus some info about his favourite tricks and tactics, she is a smart woman and will be able to outsmart him with those info, especially now since he will be focused on mending every crack that formed in his plans in such a short time, he may be powerful, but even he can't be in multiple places at time, I opened so many cracks in his armour that he won't be able to repair them all at the same time" Harry said smirking at the headmaster
"This is a catastrophe! I need Sirius away for better guide Harry! I need the boy to understand how important is to fight Tom, having his godfather near him may have the boy run away if that is what that man suggest, I may be able to use his friends to control him, but Black knows me too well...Harry is the winning piece in this war, he must understand that sacrifices must be made, that night the Scar showed to be a connection of sort to Tom, if the checking spell's result was true, then the Theory about Horcruxes is even more a reality...I need the boy to be hit by the Killing Curse in order to destroy it, but if he has doubts about surviving he won't sacrifice himself, he MUST learn how to forget about himself for the better of our world, the boy need to put apart HIS needs to protect the ones of the people!" Albus thought focusing on the boy, the unnerving grin on Harry's face sending doubts in the old man's mind, does the boy know about Sirius already?
"Legilimens" Dumbledore muttered focusing on Harry
"I wonder if the Headmaster knows that Snape regularly pee in his lemon drops...or that Quirrel purposely fart in his hat...I hope he did and took action, because otherwise I will never go near that sick old pervert...I even heard that a professor named Trelawney does the best impersonations of him when drunk, especially with the jokes she tells about the way he dress...maybe I should take her class, may be worth a laugh or two" He could read in Harry's mind as the boy's smirk widened, the Image of Snape...watering the roses in his bowl of Lemon Drop appearing as he giggled.
"UGK!" Albus said choking on the lemon drop he had popped in his mouth while he was reading the boy's mind
"Are you okay, Headmaster?" Snape asked looking at him
"Lemon...drops..." he muttered trying to reign his disgust
"Yes, those...you shouldn't eat so many of these, God knows what may be in them" the Potion Master said with a sneer
"BLUUUUAAARGH!" at that Albus lost control of himself, inundating the greasy man with the contents of his stomach from the head down to the shoes, the audience wondering if he was throwing up every thing he had eat since his birth.
"ALBUS!" McGonagall yelled in worry
"A-A-Are y-you o-o-okay? Did-did yo-you need s-some f-f-f-fresh air?" Quirrel asked
"BLUUUUAAAARGH!" for the second time Mount Albus erupted, knocking Quirrel down with the strength of his barfing travelling like a raging torrent towards the DADA Professor's face, almost removing his turban
"Oh God! Oh God! Take it away! Take it away! AAAAAH!" the possessed professor could hear Voldemort girly scream as the Dark Lord spirit was face-first in a pool of vomit
"My internal eye did warned me that this would have happened" Professor Trelawney said in a dreamy voice, even if a tint of disgust could still be heard
"S-shut up! I won't hear fashion tips from a woman wearing the equivalent of her body weight in necklaces and with glasses so big the cover her face!" Dumbledore said angrily as he was trying to clean his robes
"At least my robes are not an orgy of colours! Good night, Headmaster, if your table manners didn't disturb me, your insinuations certainly did!" the woman said as she rose from her seat to stalk out of the Hall
"MY ROBES ARE WONDERFUL!" Albus yelled while pointing at his bright yellow robe with red pineapples, blue oranges and green lemons, a big purple sun covering the whole back
"Depends on your point of view" Flitwick muttered moving his eyes away, last time he almost got blind when watching Dumbledore's robe directly for too long.
Student's table – Slytherin -
"Vomit Pump...it's super effective! He tried to read your mind, doesn't he?" Ron asked while the laugh of the twins was still echoing in the hall, an huge smile on the young Weasley face
"Yup! But I wasn't expecting a reaction so strong" Harry answered
"It was something about Snape and Quirrel, right?" A giggling Hermione asked
"The moment I could feel him trying to enter my mind I sent him my thoughts about Snape peeing in his lemon drops and Quirrel farting in his hat, He now thinks that those two are REALLY doing that, after all, how could he imagine that I know Occlumency enough to send false memories?" Harry said
"You have a twisted sense of humour, but seriously, he will try to stop Sirius from coming out, doesn't he?" Hermione asked
"He will try, while he was having a tour in my head I did the same, luckily his disgust distracted him so to not sense me, he has few plans and we will have counters to those and a lot more, luckily one of them was about giving me my father cloak for Christmas to appease me, I will check for compulsion charms on it, on the paper and letter, just in case my casually finding the Mirror of Erised was a plot too" the boy answered
"Oh well! As long as he doesn't start obliviate the Hell out of us...if you excuse me, Miss Lavender seems in need of someone to talk to" Ron said smothering his robes before walking to the giggling girl, a lady-killer smile on his face as he approached her seat
"Here he goes! The hunt begins!" Harry said grinning
"Let's hope it will end well" Hermione said leaning her head on his shoulder
"I hope so" he answered kissing her forehead
"Oh Please! I barely stomached Dumbledore's outburst, this much sugar will be too much!" Theodore said with a gagging noise
"Shut up! I think they are cute together!" Millicent said glaring at him
"You are just jealous Millie!" Nott shot back
"You instead have SOO many girls that you are immune to it, right Teddy?" the girl answered
"You know? If you take away the bickering, you two would make a wonderful couple" Hermione said
"That's not true..." Millicent said looking away, both boy and girl blushing, avoiding each other eyes
"Ooh! First year's romance, so young and pure! Fantastico (wonderful)" Blaise said joking, grinning at the two
"Blaise! Would hurt you to not irradiate sarcasm for once? If converted in energy you may light up England by yourself" Daphne said looking at him with a raised eyebrow
"I am not sarcastic! I am just saying that it sound so cliché having two firsties fall in love" the Italian boy answered
"Just because you are REALLY hard to please romantically" Pansy said, her eyes moving away from Draco's back for the first time since the sorting
"I am not hard to please! I just have VERY delicate tastes...and my mother would probably kill me if I date a Blood traitor or a muggle-born...no offence Harry, but I have to follow Pureblood etiquette, nothing personal, you are a good guy" Blaise said with a raised chin, before turning to Harry to explain
"Don't worry, you are not my type either" he answered making the ones near them laugh
"You know I don't mean that!" he said pointing an accusing finger
"I know, it's just funny to have you react over it!" Harry said as the laughing grew in size
"Oooh! I should challenge you for this" Zabini said with a glare
"But you won't, you like me too much!" Harry answered
"Sadly true, I can't just challenge one of the few interesting students of this whole table, peccato (pity)" Blaise answered nodding, ignoring the groans of mock outrage from the others
"Hey! That's not fair! You just say that because he is famous!" a round, third year boy said whining
"Sorry, Connor, but The-Boy-Who-Lived sounds more interesting than The-one-who-eats-a-lot-of-pudding" he answered grinning
"Boys..."Hermione sighed rolling her eyes.
While the trio was enjoying Albus screaming contest with Snape about violated Lemon Drops, far from the school, Amelia Bones was finally checking Sirius' case, determined know the truth, from his cage Peter had instead a seer moment, as if knowing that the storm was nearing he made the only choice possible at the moment.
He rolled into a ball and shat himself.
"Mum was right, I should have been an Healer...but the Death Eater's dental plan was so inviting..." the Rat Animagus thought before falling in a new sleep of nightmares filled with cruel, green-eyed boys.
Extra File 1 – Snape pranks – episode 1
It was a Sunday morning in the Great Hall as even the professors, excluding McGonagall, were having breakfast with half-lidded eyes as they lazily talked to each other.
Snape was having a particularly hard time moving the mug to his mouth to have a sip of coffee, for once his robes too refused to billow out of tiredness
"I hate Sunday" He thought bitterly before a strange sensation from his lower-half completely awaken him
"W-What?" he muttered as a wet, warm feeling encased his...wand
"Uh?" he could feel the expertise behind the manoeuvre and wanted to ask whoever it was to stop.
No, really, he wanted it to stop...more or less
"It has been so long..." he muttered again, surprised that no-one noticed as the suction became more vivacious
"May...as well see who is...doing this...uuuuh!" he said forcing himself to look down after another wave crashed over him
"Hello theeeeeere...what the!?" he said as the benefactor's face came into view
"Hello, my friend, are you enjoying this? Our Lord usually does" Lucius Malfoy answered with a coy smile, momentarily freeing his mouth
"L-L-Lucius?!" Snape said as he finally understood what was happening, making his already pale completion reach an ash-grey colour before turning green
"Yup! Do you prefer mouth or hand?" the blond man asked
At that the Potion Master lost it, shrieking like mad he ran out of the Hall, taking possession of the Slytherins' showers were he kept scrubbing himself for the next few hours under the boiling hot water, alternating each shower with rounds of pitiful crying and sobbing in a corner.
"An Illusion Spell paired with an Arousing one to make everything more believable...a work of art" Ron said as he and Harry put away their wands
"What have you two done to him?" Hermione asked
"We gave him a new source of nightmares, don't ask for more details, you won't like it" Harry explained
"Yaoi o'clock?" she asked
"Exactly" Ron answered making her shudder in disgust
The end of Chapter 2!
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