A/N: hey guys~

I am sorry for the long wait. I hope that there won't be such a long wait before I'll update the next chapter... But as it is a eork in progress, I'll ipdate once I have something new written and not sooner...

And now, enjoy reading~

When Harry left the potions classroom, the annoying spies, playing all bestest-of-friends with him, were waiting.

"Oi, mate! What did the pathetic bat want from you?"

"Oh Harry. Did you do something wrong? You better had not received another detention because you behaved wrongly. Because that just won't do it! After all, you are a role model for all the younger years. And you know that we can't afford to loose lots of points this early in the year. We really don't want to land in the negative during the first month! And I especially don't want you to loose us all those points I earned with being attentive in class!"

"Chill it, guys. And no, Ron, he didn't want anything from me, it was myself who had a question. Which also answers your questions as well, Hermione. And now, I have to meet up somewhere with someone, - and No, you can not accompany me." Harry added, when he saw the other two open their mouths to ask about going with him. He really wished that he could curse both into the next year, but he had to keep up the façade until everything was done, all the plans were executed, and both hopefully were serving some time in prison, or at least were expelled from Hogwarts.

"But Harry, you know that it is too dangerous for you to be on your own. There are far too many possible Death Eaters here. Who knows what happens if they get you unaware. We want you alive, not dead." 'So you can continue to get money out of my vault to buy your precious books, right, Beaver?', thought Harry to himself. But he didn't say it alloud. Instead he answered: "Don't worry, Hermione. I will put on my fathers cloak in the next niche, and, I have the map on me. Therefore there is no way for the little Death eaters to see me. At all."

"Okay, I guess that should be acceptable. But please, take care. And if you do need help, send Prongs to get us and the headmaster.

'Just who do you think you are, Beaver? My mother? I don't think so! After all, my mother would support me, not belittle me for everything that I do which is not studying. And, my mother was smart, but the good smart, not book smart. After all, she could actually think for herself and sometimes questioned what she read or what she got told. And, she would never take money to befriend someone and spy on them.' Harry was pissed off. Royally. And the only outlet he had for his anger right now, were mental rants like this. And duelling in the Room of Requirement.

Which is also where he was heading for. Though, he didn't go there to let off steam, but to plot with his friends.

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Once the teen reached the seventh floor, he paced back and forth three times in front of where the entrance to the room was. Then, he entered through the appearing door and found himself in a comfortable looking sitting room with five comfortable looking plush armchairs, of which four were taken by two blondes and two read headed teenager.

"Tell us, little-"

"-brother, how your meeting-"

"-with the big-"

"-bad-"

"-scary-"

"-bat of the dungeons-"

"-went?"

"What is with thw hurry, Gred and Forge? Impatient much? Firstly, hello Neville. I am happy that you are here. Did Luna nad the twins tell you everything?"

"Hey, Harry." greeted the male blonde the raven. "Yes, they explained everything after I was dragged here by those menaces. Quite forcefully, I may add. And the dragging was after I sweared to them, that I was behind you, no matter what. And not only because of the century old alliances between the Most Noble and Ancient Houses of Potter and Longbottom, but because of who you are." Both boys grinned at each other.

"And now, -"

"-that we've established-"

"-that Neville here-"

"-is here because he is willing-"

"-to support and help us, -"

"-can you please-"

"-tell us, how-"

"-your talk with-"

"-the resident potions-"

"-master went?"

"Of course I will tell you now. Our talk was quite short, actually. Because he told me, that I have to ask Voldemort himself about all his goals, with us both swearing an oath about not hurting each other during this time, naturally. He will give me detwntion when the meeting will be. And for now, I'll wait. Maybe, we could try to contact Draco Malfoy and to get him to meet us here, what do you say?"

"Sure thing, Harry. And what should we do while we wait?"

"Well, we could look for ways to disgrace the old coot and his minions publically. Though we won't act on it until after my meeting with Voldemort. How does that sound to you?"

The four others looked atveach other, then, as one, they agreed. Finally, zhey could start to right the wrongdoings done to their brother. Because that is what Harry wad to all of them. Their little, respective big, brother.