(a/n): THanx for the reviews.
I think everyone loves a good action chapter.
There is a certain logic to Hogwarts graduates staying full time in the Wizard World. Could a Hogwarts taught adult function in the Muggle world? The subjects have their equivalents for transcript purposes, so maybe. Another line of reasoning says Muggleborns are discriminated against by Purebloods, and so drift away. I tend toward an immigration idea where a third generation would be fully assimilated.
They killed a couple of high DEs, caught Pettigrew, but given the toll on the Light to date, it balances. Presenting of Heads... no more plain statement that justice was done.
About Blood Feuds, and by the way Kanly is a word I picked up from Dune. They used it so naturally, surprise me, thought it was a real word. I see no problem with Harry declaring one on Sirius just because they share Grandmothers. All the major rulers of Europe during WW1 had the same one.
Dean's punishment? Same offense as Ron, same punishment. The Wizard World doesn't seem much for chivalry. Someone throwing Avadas about? You return the favor and don't worry about boy/girl.
Atymer ...thanx for the grin ;] Sorry about that next button
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28 – Ginny of House Potter
The entire Great Hall gasped in fear and awe as the notorious Sirius Black strolled brashly down the center aisle. Some gazed at him, others looked away as if he could strike them down with his eyes. Others looked at Harry who stood there unmoved by a death threat. Neville Longbottom reached for his wand, but oddly Susan silently shook her head, and more oddly he complied.
The faculty was not immobilized by fear. Professors rushed down the sides. Two put themselves at the exit. The Headmistress fired a red spell at the doors and they continued to glow. Iron in her voice, she said "By order of the Wizengamot, Sirius Black you are to surrender. Aurors will be arriving to return you to Azkaban."
"No, Professor, he will do no such thing." Harry replied "House Potter has grievances, very serious grievances, against House Black and no one can interfere with a declared Kanly."
Sirius bowed to Harry as an equal and demanded "Name them!"
"Belltrix Lestrange, formerly Black, was one of the thugs who assassinated Amelia Bones – previous Head of House Potter." Harry replied, then bowed back.
In response Sirius replied "House Black acknowledges partial responsibility for the deed. What are House Potter's terms for reparations?"
"To be negotiated in good faith, later." Responded Harry "Sirius Black, you were charged with the murder of James Adrian Potter, my father and another previous Head of House Potter. How do you answer those charges?"
Sirius knew it was part of the roles they were playing, but he still cringed "James was my closest friend for over a decade. I feel responsible for his death in that my advice led directly to his betrayal to Voldemort by another of our friends, Peter Pettigrew."
"A fascinating speech, Mr. Black." McGonagall interrupted "And utterly unsustainable as Mr. Pettigrew is dead."
Harry smiled at her "And suppose we could prove otherwise, Professor?" he asked. Again he snapped his fingers and a box appeared. It was not remotely large enough to contain a full grown man.
"That's ridiculous, Potter!" a boy named Smith called out "NO one could fit in there."
Sideways thinking Luna Lovegood instantly hit upon the answer "Not if you were an Animagus."
"Who is she?" Sirius beamed in her direction "I could kiss her!"
Harry waved him off "I'll introduce you later. Auror Moody, if you please? And this is the real one. Not the fake that dope Dumbledore let run around for two years!"
"It isn't polite to refer to the Minister that way, Potter." McGonagall protested, but she squealed in surprise when she was tapped on the shoulder.
An Invisibility cloak was flipped around and then thrown to Harry "Hello all." He greeted them exactly as his imposter had "Loose security around here!"
"Meet Peter Pettigrew!" Harry shouted, smashing the box in his hands on the stone floor. A rat laid there "He's just petrified."
No one said a word. Here was Harry Potter arguing the innocence of the man who betrayed his parents.
"I think it would be Transfiguration that can return an Animagus to human form." Said Harry "That's where we were learning it before I ….umm… took a trip. Just a second, though. If you don't believe me, there's two others here who can identify this rat. Ron Weasley could, too. But Granger, you know him. And …Ginny… probably been a couple years, but-"
The red-haired Gryffindor leaned over, grimaced, and nodded "Scabbers."
"Percy Weasley's name for it." Harry confirmed "Known more properly to his former friends as Wormtail, or, Peter Pettigrew. We caught him with Bellatrix, Walden NacNair and Fenrir Greyback."
Forced, by Professor McGonagall, back into human form, Peter scurried about attempting to obtain help from various of the young witches and wizards. But they were utterly repulsed by the pudgy man who still displayed rat-like features in his human form. This only went on a few seconds as Auror Moody's wand exploded in ropes that wound around the traitor.
"There is one thing more." Harry added "Granger … uhh … Hermione. They somehow found out where you lived and barricaded themselves with your-"
She jumped to her feet and yelled "WHERE ARE MY PARENTS!"
"Come, girl." Moody offered in his gruff voice "I'll take you."
She looked at Harry as the Auror led her away. Her face somehow conveyed fear, hope, gratitude and anger all at once.
"Both Grangers are alive." Harry reported loud enough for all to hear "Two guests died. Sorry… I don't know who. But, none of us escaped without getting hurt."
Padma Patil, who despite her unfortunate past with the then Fourth Year boy, was now Hermione Weasley's closest friend called out "You look alright!"
"Episky can do wonders." Countered Harry, but he tossed his traveling cloak at her "Count up all the holes."
The audience of students and faculty was kept utterly spellbound by the story. A lot of details were obviously missing as they heard a 10 minute version of a 7 week adventure. And even the siege of Hermione's home clearly had holes in it, as many at least as Harry's cloak.
x
Ginny Weasley listened intently to the tale. She did not doubt the truth of Harry's tale. And not only that, she could pick out what was missing from the story, and she could almost fill in a few of the gaps from previous experiences. Quite abruptly, she smiled as a half-formed idea came to her. It was brilliant, and it had to help Harry. She built it up, snicked in another piece. All the voices of advice that got her through her own adventure in controlling one of the Ancient and Noble Houses contributed. It wasn't really complete, but she knew three things. He'd never do it himself. She needed to use the power while she still had it, which meant sneaking out of school. Last, and probably worst, the price would be at least one friendship.
It was ironic that Harry was doing the thing he least liked, being the center of attention. And doing it well. That enabled Ginny to sneak out unnoticed. Not even her dormmates, girls who had known her for one-third of their young lives, paid Ginny the slightest notice.
x
"Have you the slightest idea how much you have complicated things?" asked the Headmistress "Minister Dumbledore has spent considerable time, effort and political capital redirecting efforts away from you!"
Harry looked surprised "You mean you KNOW Sirius is innocent?"
"Of course I do, Potter!" she fired back. "The day a student, even a brilliant former one, pulls the wool over these eyes is the day I retire. And I am perfectly capable of fooling just about anyone. Now, Sirius, you will have to be confined. And about the only place I am sure you will not escape from is this very office. So you had best find yourself a book and make yourself comfortable. And, Potter, do you understand the commitment you have made?"
Harry nodded "Yes, ma'am. But I'd also point out that, even if he escaped Azkaban, Sirius is NOT a convicted criminal. He never had a trial. No trial, no verdict."
"That, my troublesome Gryffindors, will be for the Wizengamot to decide." She told them, with worry in her tone.
Harry asked her "I was wondering, Professor, could I ask a favor?"
"You don't think you've stretched good will to about the limit, young man?" she asked.
Harry gave a sheepish shrug "Well, Professor, I was thinking … that is hoping … that Sue and me, we have a lot to talk about. This has to be about the most private spot in all Hogwarts. Plus we'd have to get through-"
"Say no more, Potter. I rather think you can control yourselves, especially in the presence of your Godfather." She cut him off "You can have a corner to yourselves for as long as you need. And you do not do anything to set off some well tuned alarms - if you catch my meaning."
Susan, for the first time, spoke and rather menacingly "Don't worry about that, ma'am. If he thinks I'm just going to jump him in your office he's got another thing coming."
"It is good to see you again, Susan." said Sirius "My sincerest condolences on the loss of your Aunt. From all accounts, she was a remarkable woman."
It couldn't be said that the Hufflepuff had gotten over Amelia's death, but talking about was easier than at first. Plus, she could show off again "Thank you, Stubby."
"You told!" Sirius glared at Harry, who shook his head violently in denial.
Susan let him suffer before cutting in "No, he didn't, but there were enough clues for the observant. Like your name, Stubby Boardman – Sirius Black. Same initials. Sheesh! And Auntie never said anything to me, but I'm almost sure she knew, too."
"Hmpf!" he grunted at her in response "Think I'll go find that book now!"
The teens shared a laugh as they watched him pretend to stalk off "It's great to see you again, Sue. I can't even begin to tell you how much I missed you." Harry said, feelingly.
"And do you know when I missed you?" she demanded "When I woke up. When they did the traditional Bones funeral removing all Auntie's flesh so she could join with all the others that make up the mansion. And I missed you every day of the last two months that I wanted you to just hold me."
He just stood there helplessly "When I left I didn't know I was gonna be gone so long. It was her last words. I did it to protect both of us. It was too dangerous to write and it seemed that every time I decided I needed to just stop and see you, we were right on their heels."
"Then you could have died and I wouldn't've known it until they … brought … you back." She sniffled.
Harry's head sagged sadly and his shoulders slumped "I did what Amelia told me to. I'm glad it's over. And I'm sorry I hurt you. I will … do whatever you… want." His downcast expression hid a sudden fear. It was the kind of conversation that led to breakups.
"I want Auntie back is what I want." Her eyes began leaking.
Now he looked away in shame, muttering "If I could, I'd trade my life for hers. So you could have her back."
"That wouldn't make me feel better." She said between gathering sobs, she finally burst out "Hold me!"
Harry bit his lip against the pain of her digging into his sides. He felt her body twist and shake with sobs. One arm wrapped around her shoulders, while the other held her head in his chest. While his girlfriend was soaking his shirt, he cried into her hair. He cried for his parents, he cried for Amelia Bones, he cried because her niece was in his arms crying for her.
"How long you been holding me like this?" she wanted to know, some time later. After she'd run out of tears and became aware of the world again. She was now cradled in his arms with her legs dangling over one arm.
He shrugged easily and replied "You're not heavy."
"Now you're just bragging, Harry." She teased, "You know, your shirt's a mess."
He gave a teary eyed smile, countered "And you're gorgeous. Y'know … never cried like that. Felt … I dunno … kind of good in a way."
x
"You two alright?" asked Sirius when the young couple appeared. He'd known that they were only twenty feet away. But the privacy wards hid them from his senses. If there had been a good reason, he could have pushed through, but given the time they'd been apart… he just picked up a book and started reading.
Harry nodded and replied "Yeah. It's good. But this whole thing is crazy. Sirius … we could … a blood feud, if we're not careful we could end up in a duel to the death."
"Not likely kiddo." His Godfather replied "And even if … I'd just toss my wand and let you kill me."
Susan looked between them and demanded "You'll have to explain this whole thing to me. I missed the planning meeting."
x
"Good to see ya again, mate!" said Ron Weasley when he laid eyes on Harry. "Course I should be right pissed. Leaving me behind like that."
The-Boy-Who-Lived grabbed his best friend and pounded him on the back.
"I should have thought you learned your lesson, Mr. Weasley." The Headmistress strode up with an annoyed look.
Ron stuttered "B-b-but Pr-or-fes-fessor it's Har-har-ry! We weren't fi-fi-ting! Harry, is it true? You really saved the Grangers? This means you and Hermione can go back to being friends. Yeah?"
"I didn't do it for her, Ron." Said Harry with a bit of exasperation "And I'm sure she'll figure out some way to make the whole thing my fault."
The red-haired boy lost his enthusiasm "Look mate I've been trying real hard here. Don't you miss the way we used to be?"
"Ron, the way we used to be ended back when she turned against me." Harry countered "And even if not then, you think I'll ever forgive that nutjob mother of hers?"
Never feeling more stuck in the middle, Ron slapped the wall in frustration "You know, it really was an accident. Michelle didn't mean to hurt you. She was only-"
"Have you ever really looked at it from my point of view?" Harry asked, pulling off his patch "Every morning I see the silver knee I owe to Amos Diggory, and I put this on. To tell you the truth, I don't think she's any better than Voldemort."
Ron flinched at the name and looked rather shocked "She's decent, for a mother-in-law." He replied.
"Hope she never accidentally pokes your eye out." Harry retorted. His voice managed to be both sarcastic and actually show real concern that it might happen. "And I promise if she attacks me again, I'll kill her."
Ron was about to reply, but his friend's tone stopped him "You've never threatened anyone before." He commented "Even Malfoy. Well, I don't think you ever meant it. Not really."
"Malfoy's all talk, Ron." He countered "Him and his girlfriends can't beat the Creeveys. I do hope your marriage works out. I know it's important to you. But so far she's come closer to killing me than Voldemort. And if it was an accident, where's the apology?"
Ron shrugged "Let me ask you something. Would it matter?"
"Almost a year later? And I still only have one eye thanks to our interfering Minister?" Harry pointed out "But I'll tell you what, as soon as I'm in full control of my House and can get out of the country for a bit. I plan on going wherever there's a decent hospital that can give me the proper treatment. And I'll talk to Granger after they pay the bill. I want to eat right now."
Susan noted his less than cheery mood as he sat next to her "It'll be alright, Harry." Was all she said.
"Hannah, House to House, your Grandfather helped immensely during my quest for justice." He addressed the blond Hufflepuff formally. "We are in your debt."
She nodded "I should think no liability accrues, Earl Potter. The Bones and Abbotts have been allies for centuries. Additionally due to my own close personal relationship with the Countess, I have felt her pain. For myself, I ask one thing. Treat my friend well."
"Always." Harry promised, then looking at Susan "And not just because of Hannah."
She took his hands in hers and said "I think we need to visit the Bones vaults. Soon. There's papers we should both see."
"Weasley's got himself a Howler!" Seamus Finnegan announced, loudly and gleefully. It wasn't the first and the redhead flinched as he flashed back.
"Ronald Bilius Weasley!" it shouted, easily closing down all conversation
Harry observed "Not Mrs. Weasley's voice."
"Different Mrs. Weasley." Hannah managed to slip in before it continued.
Almost the whole school knew the senior Gryffindor prefect's voice "That dragon dung friend of yours has done it again! Not enough his stupid fight involved my parents! Now he won't let them get treatment! Oh! And now I'm in labor! So get here and I mean Yesterday! NNNNNN YEOW!"
"Harry, come with me please?" asked Ron of his friend, in rushed tones.
He glanced at his girlfriend, not for permission exactly, more like to delay whatever she wanted him to see. Susan shook her head "I don't think that's a good idea." She argued "If you go, you should have a solicitor with you, Harry. If you want my advice, I'd sue her for slander."
"Why don't I see what's on Sue's mind?" said Harry "Then we'll see. Ron, find out what your wife is blabbering about. Oh… umm … good luck."
Ron's expression flickered from hardening at Harry's implied insult, to a grin with his imminent fatherhood "You know, a Muggle used some mactinny thing. Said it's gonna be twins."
"That's great Ron!" Susan said, excitedly. And after he departed, she gave a confused look "mactinny?"
Harry laughed, "That sounds like Arthur-ish for a sonograph, which is a machine for seeing inside the human body. Not totally sure how it works, but they can give you a picture of a baby before it's born. Even tell the sex."
"Interesting." Said Susan, curtly, and discouraging a question from her friend. She did not want her boyfriend going down that particular path of logic. She shifted the conversation "Now, you need to talk to McGonagall. Tell her you need to talk to a lawyer about that Howler."
Harry smiled softly and replied "Yes, ma'am … Amelia."
"Huh?" his girlfriend demanded, looking displeased.
Hannah was giggling "Don't pop off, Suz. It was a compliment. And it was pretty true, too."
x
It was a couple hours later that Harry, carefully briefed, found himself in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies. His first stop, one Remus Lupin. This he did not quite know how to handle. "Afternoon, Tonks."
"Hi Harry." The metamorphamagus greeted him kindly, with even a hug.
Susan gave a disapproving glare and asked "You mind introducing us?"
"My girlfriend, Susan Bones … Sue, this is Tonks. That's actually her last name. But she doesn't like her first. She's Lupin's girlfriend and the Auror that helped us track them down."
Tonks gave him a reproving look and demanded "You will go easy on Remus. No matter what happened before, even you have to admit he did his part … and more."
"Any friend of Harry's is a friend of mine." Said Susan, offering a hand. The rather offhand way he introduced them and the obvious tension gave her a comfort level that the very pretty woman had no designs on her man. "Thank you for helping. And, good to see you again."
In Remus' room there were more introductions, for Tonks to deliver "These are my parents, Ted and Andromeda."
"I know, Sue." Said Harry in response to her whisper "You should know that House Potter has declared Kanly against House Black. At least that's the official word."
Andromeda flinched at the boy's declaration and she asked "What precisely caused this action?"
"Sirius Black was charged and imprisoned for the murders of my parents, Lily and James Potter." Replied Harry. "He is currently in custody, under the protection of House Potter. And in the care of the Headmistress of Hogwarts."
Ted Tonks, the only Muggle in the room, and except for the Grangers the only one in St. Mungo's looked at his wife "I've learned a lot over the years, hun. But this is a bit over my head. Are we expected to fight with this …child."
"I am no child, sir." Harry said, coldly as he tossed off his eyepatch. "The short version is that Sirius is my Godfather. We know he's innocent. This is all part of a scheme to keep him alive until we can go before the Wizengamot and get him cleared."
Andromeda turned on her Pureblood training and demanded "What would you require now? Mr. Lupin is likely to be Our son in the near future. We will not have him abused."
"This has nothing to do with the current situation between our Houses, Madam." Harry answered, formally "Merely a visit. I'm not exactly sure how to handle you, Lupin. When all this started I didn't even know if I was going to keep my word to let you in my home."
The werewolf sat up and replied "I owed you at least that much."
"You were right, before. You can look worse." Harry quipped.
The memory struck and Lupin coughed/laughed "You remember that, huh? Well, for me it wasn't only about you. There was only one person… well two… I've ever wanted to kill. Fenrir Greyback is dead and Peter is in custody. Can you forgive me, Harry?"
"I am grateful for everything you did these past couple of months." Replied Harry "And I felt a little out of things when you and Sirius were joking around."
Remus looked guilty "You were always welcome, Harry."
"I just don't know." Harry sighed "The lines between good and bad have gotten a bit confused. I will keep my word though. Just let me know when you want to see their portraits and I'll grant you access. And … I'm glad you'll be alright."
Remus smiled at the boy who was the image of his best friend "I've looked worse still. Not much. I suppose it will do for now. See you later Harry."
"That wasn't bad, I suppose." Tonks told him when they were in the hallway again. "But it wasn't great either."
Harry nodded "Would you have me lie and say everything was forgiven? I don't feel that. Though, right now, I guess one less grudge might be nice. Do you have any idea what Granger's problem is now?"
"My Lord Potter, I ask you to please not seek comment on a possible legal action." Said the lawyer who had been quite displeased at being left out of the previous visit.
Heading in the direction of the Maternity ward they were met by Ginny, who directed them to an empty room. "Who's he?"
"Hold your tongue girl." The man snapped.
Harry held up a hand and said "Enough! Ginny, he's a solicitor. One Amelia suggested to make sure I knew what to do. Right now, he's here to see what charges we can file against Granger for her Howler."
"Probably none, actually." She admitted "You see it was me that stopped Mr. Granger from getting his arm regrown."
Susan clicked it around in her head and realized "Then Granger's Howler was correct."
"Not by any measure I can see, Countess." Argued the lawyer.
Nor was Harry pleased "What exactly does that mean?"
"Dumbledore stopped St. Mungo's from healing Harry's eye." Ginny explained "The way I see it, the Grangers owe Harry their lives. But they'd never admit it. So I-"
x
After departing Hogwarts, Ginny used a portkey given to her by the Goblin Griphook for her express use as Head of House Potter. Gringotts, he felt, had some faith to rebuild with a Wizard Family that was among the wealthiest. Goblins appreciated the mission of vengeance the young Potter heir had set for himself and the brilliant way he protected his wealth by manipulating Wizard Law. And Griphook personally enjoyed how the young Head utilized bank services…minimally. "What do you need, Miss Potter?"
"I do like the sound of that!" exclaimed a delighted Ginny "Apologies, a bit of a fantasy of mine."
Griphook directed a stern expression up at the young human "Your mating rituals have nothing to do with business."
"Certainly." Ginny replied, matching his tone, but blushing "Right to the point, then. House Potter wishes to make a sizable donation to St. Mungo's Hospital. Enough, I believe to construct a new wing."
Griphook looked displeased, it meant a loss to him personally as he did not manage that account "Charity, you realize Miss Potter, is something we Goblins have little interest in."
"None to be precise." Ginny replied in a cold tone "But, there are certain conditions I plan to ask for. To that end, I must meet with the Board of Directors."
Griphook regarded her as a human would. The girl was not an imposing figure, and being a Goblin he was not shy about telling her so. Her response elicited that rare event, Goblin laughter "It shall be as you require!"
"Thank you for coming, gentlemen." Ginny said, barely ten minutes later. "Though I am distressed that out of seven of you, not one witch."
The entire St. Mungo's Board of Directors glared at her. Nigellus Malfoy, Great Uncle of Lucius and nearly the age of Dumbledore, spoke for the group "We are quite unaccustomed to obeying the summons of children."
"So much closer to the Black blood. I thought you'd be smarter than that snob nephew of yours." Ginny sneered. "Or his little snot son."
Nigellus silently tipped his green-velvet high pointed hat to her and waved a hand indicating she should continue. The elderly Malfoy obviously was not offended by her opinion of certain members of his family.
"Harry Potter, lucky for me really, is a bit too much of a goody-goody to act in his best interests." She told them "But, as Head of House Potter, I think I can act in a way that benefits him and St. Mungo's."
The senior director shook his head in denial "Naïve child. The order preventing Potter's eye treatment came from Dumbledore as Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot. Now that he is Minister of Magic, we are doubly compelled to obey that order."
"Then it is Dumbledore I plan to work." Ginny explained and dragging out the words she told them "In exchange for one million Galleons I think the Board can withhold the skele-growth treatment required to restore Ian Granger's arm."
The members whispered among themselves and the decision came down against her "I must tell you Medical Treatment is not meant to be used in this manner." Nigellus declared.
"Two million Galleons." Ginny countered.
There was more discussion, and some obvious wavering "I think not."
"Need I remind you, he is a Muggle." Ginny was not above using their own prejudices if it suited her needs "And make it three. I'll need magical oaths from all of you to lock it down. Oh. And House Potter gets to name the new wing."
Debate, this time, consisted of brief glances and heads nodding. After all the paperwork was signed, stamped, witnessed by the Goblins who'd provided the location for the meeting, Nigellus approached her privately "Just how high would you have gone, young lady? And the daughter of Arthur Weasley would not have a problem with Muggles."
"You're right, I don't." she admitted "And don't forget he's my brother's Father-in-Law. As for how much? I would do anything for Harry."
Silence reigned as she concluded.
x
"There are several positions I could justify in court, Earl Potter." The lawyer offered.
Harry shook his head, saying politely "No thank you, sir. You can go. I don't know what to say, Ginny. You know how Hermione will react."
"She'll be furious, and I didn't know you used her first name anymore."
To which Harry replied "I don't. Goody-goody am I?"
"I guess I was mostly listening to my inner Tom." She admitted.
Harry gave a look of concern but nodded "I think I get it. But the rest is up to me. Gin, you're going to get enough heat for this."
"Kind of liked getting to use the Potter name." she said, mischievously "Every teen witch's dream … right Bones?" After she relented, they again performed the ritual which left Harry in complete control of his Family.
It was still a bit more than three months before his seventeenth birthday, but in the time it would take for a case to come before the Wizengamot it would not matter. "Ginevra," he began, smirking "you served faithfully and well. Consider yourself a member of House Potter for life."
Whatever else was on his mind was interrupted by a small twitch in the air. They all felt it, to one degree or another. A burst of joy.
"I think, let me be the first to call you Aunt Ginny." Said Susan, giving the other redhead a congratulatory hug. Harry did likewise and the young trio ran off.
The door to Hermione's room resisted immediate opening and a cheery new Grandfather Weasley appeared "Go on in, sweetie. Let me talk to Harry and Susan. I imagine you heard the Howler that Hermione sent. Please, Harry, tell me it's a mistake."
"Not entirely, sir." admitted Harry "The facts are about right. The deta-"
He was cut off by Hermione's voice which was so loud the door was no barrier. "YOU BITCH!"
And some sixth sense warned Harry, his wand was out, he fired an "Evanesco!" at the hospital room door which Ginny Weasley promptly flew through. He quite unceremoniously caught her like a sack of potatoes on his shoulder.
"Ginny! Are you alright!" every Weasley in sight screamed.
Hermione growled "Keep her away from me, or I WILL kill her!" There wasn't even a wand in her hand.
"Hurt my sister and I'll kill you!" Ron snapped back.
The babies… Harry learned abruptly that there were twins… startled by the noise and shouting immediately started crying. That brought parental instincts into play as the furious parents took to calming them.
"Harry, I cannot begin to tell you how disappointed I am-" Albus Dumbledore began as he arrived on the scene.
The Boy-Who-Lived cut him off, rolled his eyes and said "Gee, never heard that bef-."
But that ended as quickly. It seemed the entire hospital staff, accompanied by security, appeared. Rooms are all warded to detect rapid, irregular heartbeats. Wild changes in breathing patterns. Just about anything that would indicate a patient in trouble. So, when you add in two screaming newborns and sounds of arguing, in came everyone.
"Now that everyone is calm." Said Arthur Weasley in a no-nonsense tone. His gaze swept the room, not exempting anyone. Not his son's in-laws, not Harry, not his wife, not the revered Minister of Magic "And …we …will…all… stay… that way. I would know exactly the whats whys and wherefores. This family has already been divided, I will not tolerate more without explanation. Ginevra, you are apparently the most informed. Explain."
Ginny's hackles rose at even her Father speaking like that to her, but since telling the story was the only way to get what she set out to do, she obeyed.