It was as she feared, her aunt was heading to the infirmary. Harry had been attacked, again. How the teachers let Dumbledore keep the DMLE out was the question, for Morgana's sake. At least Flitwick had told Hermione to go to their boy.
After dinner, all his girls joined him in the infirmary. They sat with Harry between Daphne and Hermione. On the bed opposite him, Luna and Susan were sitting watching him.
"So, you will be on the train with us tomorrow?" Daphne asked.
"Yes, be we need to talk first, ladies, how to do you feel about pet names?"
"That depends, why do you want to, and what would you call us?" Daphne asked.
"Because of how close we are becoming. Then if we stay as a hmm team. We all need other names for use." Harry replied.
"That sounds mysterious," Susan said carefully. She was quite curious on what Harry was planning. It sounded fun, and nothing to do with Hogwarts this year.
Harry wrote on a piece of parchment and passed it to Hermione who read, nodded and handed it off to Luna.
When it finally got to her, Susan was concerned. Then she read it. She would love to be an Animagus and had the whole summer free outside of working out with Tonks.
After all the girls read the note, he incendiaro it.
All the girls grabbed a book. "So, our alt name is our ..." Hermione smiled.
"Yup."
"That works," Daphne said as the other girls all nodded. "Then is there anything else?"
"Yes, I am so glad you are all here," Harry stated as he looked around. Then he grabbed up his courage. "There is something I have to tell you before you leave here."
The girls all suddenly sat up and looked at Harry with acute interest.
"I love you. All of you… so much." He said his words ringing in the room. The girls looked at him and slowly their eyes began to widen as what he said sunk in.
This could not be happening, Susan thought. Her crush, said that he loved her. It caused her heartbeat to double. She thought a bludger to the head could not have stunned her more. She was surprised by how much those three simple words affected her. She was speechless.
Then surprisingly, Susan gathered up her wits, walked forward and claimed his lips with her own. She felt like dancing since she was the first to move. It wasn't a deep kiss but she made sure that Harry could feel the passion behind it. Then she backed off and let the other girls have a turn.
Then the matron came into the room. Ladies, please leave the lad alone. Time for bed. She and the other girls came up to Harry and kissed him on his cheek, and whispered "I love you." Harry was stunned. Hermione was last. It would have been more fun if they were not under the watchful eyes of the infirmary matron.
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She finally found which carriage and was the last to join her friends. She was surprised with what Hermione was doing though.
Hermione was silently crying and hugging Harry. Susan saw the look of horror on each of their faces, but until she entered, she did not know why. Harry had his shirt off. His torso had many scars. It was obvious abuse from his muggle relatives. Susan was now out for blood.
"This is one of the reasons Harry has not progressed with our relationship. It is not us; it is the harm he received from his muggle blood relatives." Hermione explains. "I am so sorry, Harry." Susan understood though. They had to help their love. Then…
"They need to pay." Both She and Daphne said together.
Harry looked surprised at how pissed the girls were at his scars. In a small voice, "Don't worry girls they already paid." Harry said. Susan wondered about that. What had he done? And was it enough?
After Hermione quit crying. "Harry, do you understand that we love you scars and all? They just mean you suffered pain you shouldn't have. It does not make us feel you are unworthy of our love." Harry finally nodded.
Susan almost cheered at what Hermione did next. She took off her top and let Harry play with her quaffles. Harry had one surprise for them. Susan and the other girls saw (plus Hermione felt) what a parseltongue's tongue could do. Susan would need to change her knickers now.
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"Susan Amelia Bones, get down here," Amelia shouted. Susan gulped. It was never good when her aunt used her full name. Was it something she did? Something she didn't do? She threw on a robe, not bothering to dry her hair, and ran down the stairs to the front room.
"What did I do aunty?" Susan asked with an attempt of humility.
"I just received a letter!" Amelia said as though that explained everything.
"Okay, aunty." Susan responded, still not understanding her aunt's anger.
"It is from the director of the international confederation of Wizardry, department of mysteries. It involves you!" Amelia said in a dangerous tone.
"Why would that person even know I exist? Let alone have me in a letter." Susan said trying to placate her aunt.
"That is what I want to know. There are two invitations inside. Also an international portkey." Amelia said, still with some heat.
"Well if I can see the invitations maybe that will explain what is going on?" Susan asked while reaching out her hand. Amelia handed over the two invites. Watching her niece open on of the invitation.
"Well this is anti-climactic. I am asked to attend the Quiddich World Cup this year. A top row box next to the ministers' box. It will be with the Black, Narcissa Black, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Daphna and Astoria Greengrass, and Luna Lovegood. The ICW DoM will be providing a tent and transportation. So, can I go?" Susan asked while barely holding in her excitement.
"Well that is okay. You can go. I think the Blacks will be appropriate chaperones. But why would that invitation come from… Why would the… GOD DAMMT TOAD!" Amelia shouted.
Susan laughed at her aunt. Though she had no idea why the ICW DoM would be involved. She agreed with her aunt, Toad was involved. Then she opened the other invitation. She had no voice at this part. It was an invitation to use an ICW DoM portkey to spend a month in the steppes. She showed the invite to her aunt.
"What is this, Susan?" Amelia said with a tight voice.
"If it is what I think, Harry has been going to the steppes for training not allowed or approved by our wonderful ministry. He wanted us to join him this summer." Susan said.
"Who is us? Amelia demanded.
"Harry, Hermione, Daphne, Luna, and I" Susan responded.
"So a danger magnet, the brightest witch of the generation, the next major godmother, a member of the press, and you."
"If only. I don't know if I agree with you on Harry or the others. He has other traits. Take the training I have seen him receiving, it is more enhanced than a hit-wizard. Hermione may be smart but there is more. She may be a hit-witch in the future. However, that is only because of her wrote learning and perfectionism. I would not want her in the front line. I think you underrate Daphne. She will be a hit witch not the Capo di tutti Capi. Bloody hell, I could see her doing that while being in charge of the ICW secret intelligence service. She is that sly. Our very own hybrid of Markus Johannes Wolf and the Mad Hatter. Luna is a dear friend." Susan said. This caused her aunt to calm and think.
"So three hit-wizards, an auror, and someone to remind you all to be teenagers. One of them, Toad's protégé, another is Umberta Anastasia's protégé. What could possibly go wrong?" Amelia asked sarcastically.
"Would you rather I be friends with the Weasleys? Carrows?" Susan snarked.
"That will be enough of that young lady.
"Well, what are my choices?"
"Bloody Hell, okay, I admit, there is not a real choice. I want to know what is going on. What is really going on? I have heard rumors of a place in the steppes. It is a place where killers are trained… OH FUCK! Harry was trained there. FUCK! Are you a killer?" Amelia shrieked.
"Yes, sorry aunty, I had to protect Hannah." Susan said in a small voice. "Her life was in danger."
"That is not killing, that is self-defense. If something happened to your life-long friend, you would never forgive yourself." Amelia said to the shock of her niece. "I may not like it; I only hope it was a bad guy."
"It was a person who wanted the dark mark. She was on the list of people to be killed for that purpose." Susan said.
"WHAT!" Amelia shrieked.
"I am not sure where the take came from. Since, on the night, we had a list of four people that were to be killed. All of them had a person try to kill them to get their mark. Like much of the take that is provided to our harem, it is accurate, just not in a form we can take to aurors without losing the source. That night we killed four and saved four." Susan admitted.
"Harry didn't have you do it to make your bones?" Amelia gasped.
"No, aunty, he wasn't really involved, he had other duties. We had the target list, and where the ambush would be at. The other girls each volunteered to save Hannah then go to save another girl. I couldn't chance another girl being hurt just to save Hannah first. It was also explained that stunning would not save the girls. The headmaster wouldn't expel the boys for rape. Whoever is leading the death munchers required the arseholes to take out those specific girls. While I really didn't have a choice, Harry didn't require it."
"Bugger," Amelia said sadly. Then she realized that she had gotten off track. "What are you being trained? There are some rituals and spells I absolutely forbid you to ever learn."
"Hypothetically, if it was something I don't want to tell you, but is something registered by the ICW. Would that be, okay?" Susan asked.
"Bloody hell," Amelia said then nodded. "You want me to have plausible deniability. The same for Toad I bet. Thank you, I guess."
"You might very well think that - I couldn't possibly comment," Toad said shocking the two girls. He had silently apparated behind the two. "You rang!"
"Algernon, what are you playing at?" Amelia demanded. "She had forgotten Croaker was allowed to apparate through her wards.
"This is all about Mister Potter. He wants to learn something. We both think that it is beneficial for his ladies to also learn. So they can work together a bit better. Your why, as you just discussed, there are many issues at Hogwarts. Deadly issues. Children killing children. Hell, it might as well be a modern "Lord of Flies." I would not be surprised if next year four groups will have accidents and the like. I expect the DMLE will scream in frustration over the number of investigations they will not be allowed to due but still have to provide Hogwarts with the multiple body bags."
Amelia frowned at that; Susan paled. "Four groups?"
"Well five, if you count the poor innocent students that will be collateral damage. You have the unaffiliated pure-bloods that support Fudge. They will be a threat to Harry. The ministry wants him dead. They will also be a threat to Susan. Though in Susan's case, it would be to hurt you, and the DMLE. Before you ask, many in the ministry feel that you and the DMLE are not fair because you don't let blood-status be used in law enforcement." Croaker started.
Amelia frowned at that. While it was true, she did not like opening admitting of how buggered justice was or likely become. The Wizengamot had barely failed to amend the current definition of rape. The bastards wanted to decriminalize rape when the assailant is a pureblood and the victim is a muggle or muggleborn. Only the threat of ICW sanctions stopped that law change.
"Then you have the two obvious groups, Albus and Tom. The last group is of course, Susan, Daphne, Harry, Luna, and Hermione. Well them and the supporters." Croaker finished.
"Isn't the step where people like Anastasia train? You can't really think it is a good idea for Harry to learn from her or her kin?" Amelia asked with outrage.
"Why not? We are at war. If the magical organized crime offers support Susan and keep her alive, can you tell me you would tell her to turn it down?" Croaker asked the rhetorical question. All three of them already knew the answer. "Yes, Anastasia is a ruthless bitch, a body count more than the muggle Julio Santana, but think about what she is teaching Daphne, and what is being passed on to the rest of the group. If those skills save our team, I would even let the light bringer teach them."
"So, it will be that bad?" Susan asked shocking the adults.
"Define bad? More important, what is it?" Toad asked.
"Will this war be that vile?" Susan replied.
"Vile is harsh, and probably understated. Nothing is off the table. I would not be surprised if the Fudge, or Tom create a killing field in the area beside the Forbidden Forest. The sad thing, I am not totally sure that Albus would be that bad. I could see it as bad as Yazidis."
"What do you mean by that?" Susan asked.
"I am sorry, Susan. I forget that you would normally not know about what muggles do for fun. I could see Fudge and Tom to systematically exterminate between fifteen to thirty-three percent of the magical population. That is because while both would easily exterminate the 20ish percent of our population that is not pureblood the rest would be pure-blood that do not bend the knee. That is how bad the muggles in a place called Kampuchea was. I don't remember the percentages for Yazidis, but only about five thousand died there." Toad said.
"If the last one was five thousand, do I want to know about the first one?" Susan asked.
"Possibly as high as three million of the nine million people. Muggles seem to have a talent in killing." Toad said. "That is how bad I feel this will get. The only thing I can see, team Harry will not rape or pillage."
"Really Algy? Why do you think it will be that bad." Amelia asked.
"Well, let's discuss the magical community of Stoke-on-Trent. You had two pure blood families. There were five partial blood, plus two muggle families listed. They actually had three. You will notice I said had. To start; the most important to many was Lord Altrincham. The magical side of that family at least and is a member of the Wizengamot. With all the turmoil; he went to a place called Crested Butte Colorado. He requested asylum for MACUSA. That is three magicals, the lordship, wife, and child gone. The other witch and wizard pure blood couple, died. They both had the death eater tattoo. Then two of the partial blood families have left the island. So there is another six. One had a child at Hogwarts and a child that was not allowed to attend. The ICW did allow both children transfer to Durmstrang. Two couples died. Evidence was found that they financially back Tom and Cornelius," Croaker said.
"Then we have the "muggle" families. One was not even listed in the ministry. The goblins helped that group leave this island. I think they now live in Cork. Of the two listed, one was a wizard pure blood and his muggle wife. They are leaving the island. The last couple was a muggleborn witch with her muggle husband. The witch was killed. It turns out she was a collaborator to the death eaters and a spy for Umbridge. At the end of the day, two adults and one child left out of twenty magicals will be there by September first. Eighty five percent loss. Our society cannot handle those losses. We do not even know how many new muggleborns have or will in the future be moved off this rock by the goblins." Croaker said.
"Then I have to point out, Umbridge has covered it up. Even though you are the head of the DMLE, had you heard about any of this?" Croaker asked.
"No, well not about the murders or emigration. I know about Lord Altrincham. Fudge ordered me to send four aurors to bring him and his family back. Dolores required that they would all be pure bloods. They have not returned yet." Amelia replied.
"MACUSA will be sending the bodies of your aurors back soon." Croaker said with a flat voice.
"WHAT!" Amelia shrieked.
"Dolores authorized your aurors to use force to get our lord back. Well they tried. They actually cast the first curse. They wounded the lord and one MACUSA auror. It will soon come out. So you have an international and ICW incidents. Congratulations." Croaker said while watching the shock on Amelia's face.
"I will have to fight tooth and nail …" Amelia started a tare. She stopped when she took a piece of parchment from Toad.
"It is proof that you ordered, in parchment, that the aurors were not to use any spells, that they were guests of MACUSA, and that under no circumstances, violate any laws while there." Croaker said. "Both Fudge and MACUSA received a copy of that."
"Thank you. At this point, getting angry would be worthless." Amelia said. Thinking that is small wonder that auror recruitment was at rock bottom. She sighed. She couldn't wait until she would leave this island with her niece. "And Harry?"
"Because only Harry seems to care about keeping the body count down. He is the good guy in all this. Even the so call leader of the light. Especially the leader of the light. Three of the groups want to either keep status quo or the complete elimination of all non-purebloods in magical Britian." Toad said.
"You think Harry will keep the body-count down?" Susan beat her aunt to that question.
"Actually yes. Harry doesn't kill just for fun. He doesn't kill to get off. Hell, he doesn't even want to think about trophies. He could personally kill all of Albus's and Tom's team, the other's not so much. My hope is that he will keep the body-count down for Fudge's team. Not all of them deserve to die. He will restrain Luna. Even while Hermione will love using her mind to come up with interesting ways to kill. She is meh about killing." Croaker said.
"Daphne is even more amusing. She knows the rules. Every time you use violence, you take a risk. A threat of violence can be more effective than actual violence." Croaker finished. "Basically, Harry's team doesn't really have an agenda that involving mass killing."
"What do you mean Luna Lovegood? I thought she was just a journalist, and a kid?" Amelia asked.
"She is a product of Albus's manipulations. I think that she will have the highest body count of any of team Harry." Croaker said. This caused Amelia to frown. "Think of her as Harry's attack dog. She needs to do it, but Harry controls the who."
Amelia shook her head. This was so bad. Since Croaker was almost never wrong. She could see how bad things will become. he blood bath was going to be epic. To make matters worse, two of the biggest killers in the ICW are teaching her family to survive. What sort of world is it when the head local bobbies; has to thank them because that teaching is needed to keep her family alive? She looked over at her niece. Susan looked sad. She understood her niece's feelings. As the head of the DMLE, she should arrest so many people, including her niece. If she did that, her own life, those arrested, her family line, and more innocent people than not, would end up two meters under.
After a few more minutes of thought. Amelia hugged her niece. "Sue, you have my permission to learn anything you want. I feel that in our world now, doing the right thing, is not always the right thing to do. I think Algy is right. The war has already started. People are already killing and dying. Please do whatever to stay alive. I want to be a great aunt. I will not ask anything."
"Are you sure?" Susan asked.
"Absolutely, do what you can to survive. Even my life is screwed. Some point in the future, I will resign my position. The corruption is that bad." Amelia said. "Why should I not be on the bandwagon? Especially if the result is those actually innocent, have less casualties."
"It is worse than that, Amy. Between all of the people that will die; those that have and will flee; it is a forgone result. A squib researcher basically came up with, if this war causes over three hundred killed, missing, or fled; British Magical Society will red card." Croaker said. "Hell, I have to quote Urquhart, there was always plenty of collateral damage; politics left a trail of pain and tortured families in its wake. This war is all about stupid blood politics."
"Well, my work here is done," Croaker said with a laugh. He then apparated out.
"I have to ask, what else is bothering you? Is it that you had to play politics today? After all, politics. The word is taken from the Ancient Greek. "Poly" means "many." And ticks are tiny, bloodsucking insects." Susan said. This got a giggle from her aunt.
"No, I had a meeting with Umberta. She is just as bad as Toad. No, I am wrong. She is much, much worse. She told me to fuck off. I am sure that Daphne was there. In the most recent issue, six death eaters had been killed execution style. They were selling illegal potion ingredients. That makes the thirtieth person killed by Il Nostro Omicidio Incorporato this year. All the same way. I think that they are killing anyone from Tom's or Albus's team. I can understand them killing any competition. I think some of those killings cost them money. So even our Cosa Nostra seems to work for team Harry. Strange." Amelia said. "So yeah, I am frustrated when I have to agree with the bad guys."
"I am not surprised. Daphne told me that Umberta thinks of her as a daughter." Susan said.
"I would not take that bet; Toad is the same way with Harry. Your team already surpasses any auror team I have. Give you a couple of years, you will be able to slaughter any ICW auror team." Amelia said. "Now get your stuff ready. You are going to that black site soon." She was going to have some fun though. She did not tell her niece that Madame Marchbanks was going to be waiting for her niece and friends. She had heard in the lunch room that Griselda was going to a ICW site in the steppes to examine some teenagers.
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Susan had to agree that long-distance portkeys. She was really looking forward to getting back with her friends. She had heard from Hermione that she might get a chance to see Harry nude. Then again, she had already read the book. Just the potion now, and she would be an animagus. What would be her form?
The only concerns were Luna, Daphne, and Harry. She needed to know what happened in Stoke. A pure blood pair of death eaters killed. That bespoke Harry. His cloak would let Harry get through the wards that were surely there. The questions were how the killings were made. She just hoped Harry did not torture them. The other death? Luna? She would just have to ask. She hoped not.
Then there was Daphne. What Toad did not know; Daphne had admitted that Stokes-on-Trent was a major underworld city. Were some of those deaths because of that?
It really boiled down, would she agree with the who, why, and how? This shocked her. Just a few years ago, she would have turned her three loves over to the DMLE in a heartbeat. Now, it would hurt in she did not agree with the killings. That was all. It was also possible, that after getting the details, she would want to reward the three. Only in magical Britain, could a law obeying witch support the people she hoped; would have the largest body counts.
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The full day was screwed. Susan was not a happy witch. The morning rituals were nice. Then her group got ambushed by two OWLs exams. She so wanted to scream at her aunt. Her aunt would have had to know about this. Dinner that night sucked. She was mentally exhausted so she could not enjoy it. She wanted a chance to talk about her concerns; neither herself nor any of her mates had the mental acuity to have those discussions.
The next day was far, far worse. It was the harder set of NEWTS. She was just glad she felt she passed. The good news, they would be restricted to their rooms for the next day to recover. Susan did not want to wait. She wanted to have the talks.
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It seemed the adults did not want randy teens to have the ability to do anything. Worse, communication was restricted. It took over a fortnight before she could get time alone with Harry.
"Harry, are you up to a conversation?" Susan asked.
"Not really, but since it seems to be something important to you, I will." Harry replied.
"I have heard that several death eaters have been killed. In cities that have strategic importance for one reason or another. Are you behind that? Did you torture them before killing them?" Susan asked.
"Hypothetically, our snakes may have gotten some targets. Including DE, members of the order or others hostiles. Only those few that deserve or need to drop of the twig, dropped. I do not believe in torture, especially just for the supporters. They would know nothing." Harry replied.
"Thank you, Harry," Susan said.
"Was there any particular city you were wondering about?" Harry asked.
"Stoke-on-Trent." Susan replied.
"A couple of death eaters. A wizard in the order. Hmm, then there was a muggle witch who planned on helping the ministry eliminate all of the other muggle born there." Harry replied. He then hugged her as she started to cry.
"Thank you Harry."
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"So do you like being a wolf, Daph?" Susan asked.
"I prefer my krait. Being a wolves means we are basically female dogs. You know what they call them?" Daphne replied. "Now, what do you really want to talk about?"
"Did you kill anyone in Stoke-on-Trent. Did you…" Susan asked.
"Let me guess, you want to make sure it was necessary and done with the gentlest touch?" Daphne replied. Susan just nodded.
"Well I have some good news, four traffickers no longer ply their trade. A few others may have fallen down. The city was actually the hub of illegal goods coming in from the ports at Liverpool to spread out to northern England. An area that both the ministry and Tom controlled. Now they control nothing." Daphne said with a smile. "The order was also there. It was to get the rare components for lust and loyalty potions. I don't know about you, there is only one boy and a couple of girls I would want to be dosed with lust potions keyed to."
Susan nodded with understanding. It was yet another hit to her beliefs. On the other hand, she could let the matter drop with a smile; Team Harry was the lesser evil. Only in magical Britain, would the lawful thing be to break the law.
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Despite all the work, Susan was having the time of her life. The hardest part was learning how to understand human when she was in her wolf form. The opposite was strangely easy. It wasn't until she realized, from Hermione, Daphne, Luna, and Harry, everything they said, no matter their form, she could understand. It took work to understand any other. They actually brought a real wolf in. It took over four hours to understand what the creature was saying.
It was not all animagus training. One of the ladies there taught them all to use the gladius. Another witch taught them to fight in armor robes. It was tough but fun training. Susan was amused when the trainers put Harry on his ass. She didn't mind when she was put on her own ass. After all, Luna was right; pain is a great teacher. She was also proud of her skills. She bet that now, she could go head-to-head with any aurors in the DMLE, including her aunt, and win.
Then they ended on a down note. They got their animal name. Why, in Merlin's name, was her animagus name RED?
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Susan enjoyed quidditch. She was not a true fan though. So being in a top box at the world's cup was not all that. Then came the Bulgarian mascots. At first, she was shocked at their attire. Or really, the lack of attire. Then there were how almost all the males and some females in the place seem to lose their minds watching them. She didn't understand why. She was trying to puzzle this out rather than admit she was slightly panting and her knickers were ruined. Then the Bulgarian minister said they were Veela.
Dam the allure, Susan thought. Then she noticed Harry was watching them.
"Veela?" Harry asked as he reached for his omnioculars. "Whoa, they are just like American Football Cheerleaders. Though what they are wearing would not be allowed."
"Oh, is that all, Harry?" Susan asked far too casually. She realized that she might be hurt by his response. Would he?
Harry laughed at that. "Umm, yeah?" Susan looked at him with suspicion. What did Harry mean by that.
Sirius laughed. "She's fishing to see if you think they're beautiful, Harry"
"Oh," Harry just shrugged and looked askance at his girls. "Sure, they're pretty and that silvery hair is ethereal but none of them are as amazing as you four. Besides, Hermione and I met a family of them at the beach. Other than the allure; I would stack any of you against them."
Hermione smiled and patted his knee before she gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "You'll get more later for that. Though I am not sure which one of us will reward you?"
"Us too, Harry!" Daphne, Luna, and Susan said. Susan heart beat a little faster. Harry was a good boyfriend. It was an honest response. She would have been upset if he had lied and said the Veela were ugly. No, he had admitted the Veela were hot, but said his loves were more beautiful to him.
Harry laughed. In French, he said," J'espère pouvoir te baiser avec ma langue mieux qu'une Fleur, Hermione." He laughed harder at Hermione's blush. It was funny. Then she realized, when had Harry learned French? What other languages did he speak? What did he say? She then groaned. She now needed to learn French.
Sirius was grinning into his omnioculars as the women moved into the center of the field. "Smart Boy; never piss off your witches. One pissed witch is bad. Your four would be a nightmare."
"Now with veela, pup. They have a self-transfiguration ability that lets them become harpyesque. And they can throw fireballs from their hands when mad. So don't piss one or more of them off." Sirius finished. That was interesting to Susan. How would the Veela fireballs look on a subject or corpse? Or if they actually gained claws, what were the defining marks of the wounds?
"Cool. Though doesn't that still mean a pissed female is dangerous regardless of race? Multiple of them that are pissed off you at the same time; is an eldritch nightmare." Susan giggled at that. Well, it looks like Harry is trained. Now can he be trained to treat her as a bad girl on occasions?
Sirius was laughing, "Yes, pup. You learned fast."
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The guys were still talking about the game. This gave her a chance to use the loo to change into her combat robes. In a way, it was fun to fight with other girls over loo time while changing. Was this what having sisters was like? Susan was happy about this.
The guys broke off their discussion when screams sounded from a short distance away. Harry put on his combat robes while Sirius and Remus frowned and stood, moving to the front of the tent. The screams increased in volume and number. "Showtime," Harry said with glee. He saw the same excitement in both Luna and Daphne. Susan and Hermione just looked resolute. Susan was glad she looked steady. She was nervous. This was the first true combat. She could die.
"Sirius, you and Remus take the tent and aparate out. Ladies, shall we?" Harry said while having an evil smile.
Susan was happy, her team turned into wolves and silently padded out of the tent towards the screams while Sirius and Remus cast a spell packed the tent and apparated out. The adults did not see the cete change form.
Susan actually led the team towards the forest. She was proud Harry trusted her in the lead. It was fun running as a wolf. As the enemy group got closer, they turned back to human. Susan counted an even dozen people in Death Eater robes and masks. They had a few muggles being tormented while levitated in the air. A couple of the bastards had a veela in their hands.
"Luna and Daphne, take the right side. Mione, take the left. I will take the center. That way, we all don't hit the same person. Susan, protect the muggles. When they are safe, stun some of the bastards. When they are about thirty meters away, kill them." Harry barked.
When the enemy got in range, Harry said, "Now," as he stepped out from behind his tree and fired a strong cutting curse towards one of the Death Eaters that was levitating their victim nearly fifteen meters in the air. The death eater could join the headless hunt at that point. Susan made sure the muggles dropped on an area with cushioning charms.
To keep the muggles safe from being collateral She stunned them. That plan worked. The muggles were now on the ground and safe from the hexes flying over them.
Then the last two death eaters recovered and sent the killing curse toward her team. This scared Susan a bit but she pressed on. Harry told her to stun. She was happy when Harry and her tried again.
His second cutting spell also hit true and took his target's head off. Susan scored with her stunner.
Another group of about six death eaters was spotted running toward the grounded muggles.
Once the second group of death eaters got within range, Susan was able to fire as part of the volley. Susan was happy, since didn't have protect muggles, she did join the team. This resulted in three of the approaching threat dying with two curses hitting each. Susan was also okay that she used a cutter not a stunner. The team hit the ground as the death eaters returned fire with the killing curse. The green beams shattered the trees behind them. From the ground, Harry and Hermione took out one each. Since Susan knew that Harry wanted another alive, she used a stunner which stuck true. Susan stunned another death eater.
"Okay, since people are coming toward us; use code names! Red, Browser; levitate the stunned scum to the right by the victims. Search, remove any wands and portkeys, and then bind them. Rest, keep watch. We have only a little time before the Aurors get here. We have to be gone before that happens." Harry barked. Harry's command voice ruined her knickers.
The captive veela blinked. They were running towards her. "Are you okay, Miss?" Daphne asked. "If you can stand, get ready to run!"
The veela tried to nod but was still in obviously in shock. It did not help that the girl's shirt and bra had been ripped.
"I don't zink I can," the veela hissed between her teeth.
Luna turned to the veela and dropped down beside her. "Are you okay?"
"Oui, je ne suis pas blessé. Êtes-vous d'accord?" the veela responded in French, levering herself into a sitting position.
"I'm sorry, I don't speak French," Luna said with a frown.
"Ah, oui, of course," the veela said with a groan. "Apologies. I am mostly fine. Are you 'urt?"
"We are fine," Luna said turning to Harry.
"Quickly change ladies" Harry ordered so Susan put on her normal witch's robes.
"If you can stand, we should leave before people, come here." Harry said.
"I… may need some assistance with zat. Ze hit me with a stunner and I am still a leetle dis… dis… I do not know ze word. It iz spinning."
"Disoriented?" Harry asked.
"Alright, let's move," Harry said.
Hermione quit searching the corpses as handed what was apparently the veela's wand back to her by slipping into the witch's wand holster. Hermione made sure to hold on to the veela as she led the way. Thankfully they made it further into the trees without further incidents and Harry carefully let Fleur slump against one of the trees a short ways into the woods.
"Fleur, we were never here. You were never in danger, okay?" Harry asked while seeing Aurors heading in their direction. Susan had also caught sight of the aurors. None of them were people she recognized. Since Harry called the veela, Fleur. She was sure that the veela was the one that Harry and Hermione met during the summer. The trip she missed because of her aunt.
Fleur waved Harry off. "Sorry, zank you. You saved, at minimum, my virtue and more likely my life az well. I owe you a great debt."
Harry blushed. "Don't worry about it. It was fun for us." Saving people seems to be just a side benefit."
"Take care, Fleur. Neither Harry nor I would dislike letters," Hermione said with a smile. "I put your wand back in your holster. It was on one of the scum."
"Three Broom. On three. Then floo to House Black." Harry barked. Three" They all apparated out. Once Susan arrived with the rest of them behind the Three Brooms Stick, Susan realized they had yet to get their licenses to apparate. Oh, Merlin.
{s}
Once back at house Black, things caught up with Susan. Once she started drinking the butterbeer Harry gave him, she threw up. Narcissa Black actually held her hair until she was done, then banished the mess.
"Mission one down. Now, does anyone want to quit? There will be no recriminations, retaliations, or any of that shit if you leave tonight. I will still hold the contracts. I want you to stay, only if you want to. I will warn you. The death toll will only go up if you stay. I am sorry to say, this is a war. There will be killing curses. If you stay, you risk death or worse." Harry said sadly. Susan had to agree with both what he said and how it affected him.
Hermione looked like she was going to cry. She slowly looked Harry in the eye. "I feel like shit. I feel horrible for what I did. But we saved a friend and some defenseless muggles. I keep seeing those muggles only as my parents. I could not ever allow that to happen to my parents. I have to stay. You are so right though; war sucks. Yes, I was scared out of my mind, I stayed and fought. I will fight on until this war is done."
"I feel we have to be scary enough so that they leave our families alone. If a death eaters treated my sister like Fleur; I would burn down the world." Daphne said. "I want all of Slytherin scared of even thinking about harming Astoria. I am so in."
Luna was looking off into space. She seemed to be ignoring anything. She then spoke up surprising all of them. "I will fight with you. Fate needs a curveball. I want to bathe in their blood." Shocking all but Harry. "Can I get some pudding?"
Susan shook her head at her little blonde sister-wife. She still felt a little sick. "I. When we can, we arrest them right?"
"That depends. As long as Azkaban keeps the trash, I can agree with that. In the last war, the dementors sided with Voldemort. Or if they take over the ministry. In that case, Azkaban would no longer be a prison." Harry said. "Then we would have no options."
"What about using a stunner?" Susan asked. She realized she cast three spells last night. Two stunners and a cutter. Was she being a hypocrite.
"Only in cases where the bad guys can't just wake the bad guys we stun. Or when they don't throw lethal curses at us." Harry said. "Like tonight, we wanted some alive. Just to vindicate what we did. When those two death eaters you stunned, confess in court, people will accept what we did."
Susan thought for a few minutes. Harry was correct, there were times to cast spells other than stunners or the dis-wand spell. "I am in then," she said.
"Well, that is that. So, anything about what we did that we could improve on?"
"Someone was able to set off the dark mark. It wasn't from the groups we took care of. What is also weird, around the dark mark, no curses were cast." Susan stated. Proud she noticed that during the combat.
Susan thought more. She had to put it out. "The robes were good. I think we need masks to add to them. While Fleur is a friend, and there were no real witnesses to identify us, in the future, we may have fights where we will be identified."
Susan said. "My aunt may be forced to take steps against us at that point."
"Narcissa." Harry said wanting the older lady to give her opinion.
"I think you should check with Croaker. I will also remove the house crests from the robes." Susan did the happy dance in her head. Harry, in life-or-death issues, trusted her.
Harry looked at her shocked. Narcissa smirked. "Do so. Also, invite the director of the DoM to the park out front."
"My lord." Narcissa agreed.
"We also need to go to Knockturn so that we can get all of you at least one throwaway wand." That made Susan flinch. How many times was she going to be breaking the law. Worse, what would happen to herself, or her loves if she hadn't? The same going forward.
"Susan?"
"Sorry, I was brought up by an Auror. I am almost as strait jacketed by legality as Hermione is with authority." Susan answered. She hoped Harry would get her over that in a gentler manner.
"Don't change. I wanted someone like an Auror on our team. Someone who understands the law. Someone that will advise us when it is better not to kill. Hell, there will be times we need to follow the law to the letter. To have that respectability." Susan let herself relax. This was even better. Harry wanted her to be herself. This was a weight off her soul.
"Next year, we will need the Auror side of you more. Narcissa has let me know that next school year we will have more strangers in the halls. Strangers, we have to treat with kid gloves to avoid international incidents. We will need to follow the law to the letter if anything happens with them." Harry said.
"What is going on that will have strangers in the castle?" Susan asked. Her aunt hadn't said anything. This must be juicy then.
"The ministry has approved of the reactivation of the tri-wizard tournament. It will have three tasks. First, get a golden egg away from a nesting dragon. Second, a hostage will be taken and put inside the Merfolk village in the black lake. They will have only an hour or the hostage will be killed by the merfolk. The last task is running through a maze. It will have monsters, traps, and spells to make it interesting. The three schools participating are Hogwarts, Durmstrang, and Beauxbâtons."
Daphne snorted. "Harry, she is a treasure."
"Yes, she is. Also beautiful, smart, ruthless, and a Black." Harry said.
"Harry, you will be in the tournament." Luna suddenly piped in.
Harry resignedly sighed. "Really Luna. That just sucks." Luna nods sadly. Harry didn't seem surprised. Great, being around Harry would never be normal. She wondered how she could help. Could her aunt prevent this? Could she?
"Hermione and Daphne, research the tournament preferably how to get out of it; if I can. Don't leave out anything else you think I need to know. The second task is an issue. I need to make sure none of you are that person.
Luna, I need to know everything about the monsters. Especially how to get past a nesting dragon. Susan, what are the laws I have to deal with. Narcissa, whatever it takes, however, you think you need to, I need as much information as I can get. Also, I need to know how to reward you. So far, your information is beyond the gold value." Harry said.
{n}
TERROR-AT-THE QUIDDICH-WORLD-CUP
We at the Daily Prophet have to report that Death Eaters attacked the gathered crowd. They had attacked a group of the Bulgarian veela cheerleaders. The cheerleaders were able to repel the terrorists with their innate fireballs.
They then attacked the muggles whose property the event was taking place at.
The group then had a spell battle with an unknown group of black-robed vigilantes.
The result was the sixteen death eaters were killed. The death eaters used unforgivables while the vigilantes used other lethal spells.
The ministry is looking for any information about the vigilante. Amelia Bones, request that the vigilantes turn themselves in.
House Carrow is leading an initiative in the Wizengamot to have the vigilantes be issued a kiss-on-sight order.
The Prophet will report on this ongoing story.
Walther Martin – Correspondent
{s}
It was a good day, tomorrow on to school. She had several high points.
Susan loved the article in the prophet, score for the cete. Though she did realize, the Carrows were becoming a threat. She knew that Harry would soon eliminate the threat.
Then she got a great present. She loved the cool mask Toad gave her. It worked with her long hair.
Then there was her love life. Even she had to grin; Harry was Owling Fleur. She had to admit. The girl would be fun for a shag. Though, if the girl became a sister-wife, she thought she could easily become one of the girl's friends. That would start the other feelings towards the veela.
She gave up. No matter how random she had of thoughts, one fact kept coming back to her mind. Tomorrow she was going off to war. It was going to be brutal. She was going to break the law. She might very well kill people she thought of as friends. She might have to kill aurors. She cursed Fudge, Dumbledore, and Riddle for it.
She had felt justified when killing to save Hannah. She had felt justified at the world cup. Going forward, she would have to kill, knowing Harry's luck, the situation would be murky and curse the targets in the back. The other option, death or worse to her and the cete. Something she wouldn't let happen. Knowing there is nothing she could do, she cried herself to sleep.
{S}
"Do you know those Aurors?" Harry asked Susan as she came into the compartment.
"No, I did see the Greengrass. I think we will be invaded by Daphne's sister." Susan mock-shuddered. "Since this is a shit detail; assume most of them are lackluster of the lack of luster Aurors. We are much better than they will ever be." She was sure these aurors couldn't even catch a cold.
"Will her sister be that bad?" Hermione asked.
"Chatterbox!" Susan said with disgust. "Daphne was complaining she has gotten worse the older she gets." Susan asked herself, would she think the same things if she had a sister?
Both Harry and Hermione sighed.
"Harry!" Luna shouted as she came into the compartment. She quickly sat on Harry's lap and hugged him. She brought Harry down for a kiss. After the kiss, Luna went to kiss his neck. "Harry, I have over thirty books in my trunk. I marked the pages you will need to read." Luna had whispered.
Harry smiled at the girl. She stood up, gave Hermione a toe-curdling kiss with her tongue, and sat down across from Harry next to Hermione. She snuggled into her side. She was happy about it. Narcissa was the next to enter the compartment. She smiled and sat next to the door on the same side as Harry. She was sitting across from Susan.
"How are you, seneschal Black? Hermione asked.
"I am doing fine. Thank you for asking. I have things to tell you before we get to Hogwarts. Narcissa had a devilish grin. "And it is Cissa, please. We are looking at a very entertaining school year." She began to cast some spells, and items in the compartment glowed; then the glow faded.
"Who are we waiting for, Master" Narcissa said while looking at Harry. Susan looked at Harry with a quizzical look. She was wondering about Cissa's teasing about the school year.
"Just Daphne," Harry replied.
There was an uncomfortable silence until Daphne and the mini-Daphne came into the compartment.
The mini-Daphne started. "Hiya!" she said.
"Err, hello?
"Astoria." The girl held out her hand, smile widening. "You can call me Tori. You're all friends with my sister."
"Hello, Tori," Hermione reached over and shook the younger girl's hand. "I'm Hermione."
"I know. And you're Harry. My sister's future husband. My sister has talked a lot about both of you."
"Good things I hope?" Harry asked.
"Tori, please sit down. We have some stuff we need to discuss." Daphne told her sister. She had to physically keep her sister in the seat.
"Okay, now that we are all here…" Harry started. An owl appeared at the window. Harry let it in. The owl had a large letter that was closed with the ministry seal. Harry quickly opened the letter and started to laugh. Then he gave Susan two.
Dear, Miss Susan Amelia Bones,
Please find enclosed your Ordinary Wizarding Level results.
Classification is as follows:
O - Outstanding
E - Exceeds Expectations
A - Acceptable
P - Poor
D- Dreadful
T – Troll
Should you wish to appeal your results, then please write to the Department of Magical Education within 30 days of receiving them.
Your results are as follows:
Defense Against the Dark Arts – O*
Potions – EE+
Congratulations, you have achieved two Ordinary Wizarding Levels; one graded at Outstanding with distinction. I wish you luck in your future endeavors.
Griselda Marchbanks
Senior Examiner
Department of Magical Education
Ministry of Magic,
London
Dear Miss Susan Amelia Bones,
Please find enclosed the results of your recently completed Ordinary Wizarding Level and Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Test assessments conducted by me.
Classification is as follows:
O - Outstanding
E - Exceeds Expectations
A - Acceptable
P - Poor
D - Dreadful
T – Troll
Should you wish to appeal for any of the given grades, you must write to the Department of Magical Education within 30 days of receiving them.
Your results are as follows:
OWLS
Defense Against the Dark Arts – O*
Potions – EE+
NEWTS
Defense Against the Dark Arts – O*
Potions – O-
Congratulations, you have obtained 2 OWLs and 2 NEWTs.
Best Wishes,
Madame Griselda Marchbanks
Senior Examiner
Department of Magical Education
Ministry of Magic,
London
She was giddy with glee. Even Harry was laughing. She could avoid the bat now if she wanted to.
The girls were surprised and delighted about their grades and Harry's double distinction. It meant He had the highest grade that test year.
Harry passed out the two other documents to her. This got her to cheer. She now had an ICW license both in apparition and animagus.
"This says my animal is a krait?" Daphne asked.
"Croaker said, the law only requires one animal; so only one of your animals. Even though both those and the other licenses are only with the ICW, they are still legal. The British Ministry has not received any copies of any of these documents." Harry said with an evil grin. "Matter of fact; Croaker did the same with your owl and newt results, so you have that room to cause trouble. Dumbledore hasn't seen these yet, either."
"Thank you, Harry.
Now I have some bad news." Daphne said.
"You might as well spill it; I think it may impact what Cissa will need to do," Harry responded.
Daphne looked down. "I. We. Bugger. I broke up with Tracy." Susan felt bad for her friend. It was probably good for the future now though.
"Are you okay with it?" Harry asked. Susan had wanted to ask the same thing.
"I would think so," Daphne said. "Neville is dating Hannah. Hannah is dating Tracy. But Tracy is not dating Neville." Susan was sure they dodged a drama fest.
Harry snickered. "I am sorry that I am glad. This means I have so much less drama."
"Are we such a handful?" Daphne said with a cold tone. Susan was sure that Daphne was testing their boy.
Harry grinned at the girl. "Maybe" Sticking his tongue out at her.
"Very mature," Hermione said.
"Is that all, Daph?" Harry asked. Daphne shook her head.
"Due to this drama; those three will not be in any special classes with us," Daphne said. "That is all."
"Well, I guess you are up, Cissa"
"Your solicitor has these forms ready. We just need them signed and back to me."
"What do these do?" Harry asked as he had not received any of this paperwork. He was wondering what trouble Narcissa was planning.
"Hermione's paperwork is part of her vassalage. What she can and cannot do per the Black. Luna, Daphne, Astoria, and Susan's paperwork is different. Their regent or head of house forbids them from participating in the tri-wizard tournament as anything but a spectator." I already have paperwork from the Black stating that the Black vassal and the Black Seneschal are also forbidden." Narcissa laughed. "Once I get the signed forms back, I will send one to Gringotts, one to your mother, one to your solicitor's office, and one to Ted Tonks. He is the Black family solicitor now." Susan was aghast. How dare the tournament organizers use underage students.
"Related to Andi?" Harry asked.
"Her husband. Tonks's father."
Susan almost laughed at that. Theodore Tonks was a well know and respected solicitor. Her aunt respected the person. Nymphadora Tonks would hex her for using her first name.
"I cannot wait until the goat gets to see them. Is there any danger for my mom, sister, or aunt?" Harry asked, knowing they would also be at risk. Susan snorted. Like anyone could easily kidnap the head of the DMLE.
"I have already got the paperwork for them," Narcissa said. "I sent copies to the Oceanic and Austrian DMLEs. They will not allow any bullshit from the headmaster."
"I see, saying yes to having you as the seneschal was one of the best deals I have ever made," Harry said.
"Keapsy," Narcissa said.
A male house elf in a robe with the Black coat of arms appeared. "Yes, Mistress Black.
"Hermione, are you done signing that form?"
"Yes, Cissa."
"Please quickly write a letter to your parents asking them to sign their part."
Narcissa ordered. "Would your parents also agree to that, if they knew that it would screw over Dumbledore?"
Susan and Daphne nodded and laughed. They also took the parchment and handed the signed documents to the elf. Susan had to admit, it was nice to shag the old bastard, it was even better that it was all nice and legal.
"Okay, here Keapsy," Hermione said while handing the elf her parchments. With that, the elf popped out.
"Once you have an adult vassal at the castle; the headmaster has no choice but to give you a private suite," Narcissa said.
"You know master. If you have four other vassals at the school; I am sure that the headmaster and their heads of houses will have conniptions." Narcissa smiled evilly.
"Let them; as long as we get what we want. Thinking of that; if we get the private suite, you will be rewarded again." Harry stated.
{s}
The feast started as normal; that amused Harry. "Welcome back students and staff, to another year at Hogwarts!" Dumbledore declared. "I wish to extend the warmest of greetings to our new students who have just been sorted and I promise to make the announcements brief so that the feast may begin. The 'banned items' list has been updated and will be posted outside of Caretaker Filch's office as well as the Main Hall and outside of my own. The Forbidden Forest is, as always, forbidden, and I urge all prefects to keep your younger Housemates in mind when traveling through the halls. I wish to welcome our newest Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Alastor Moody..."
The man gave a loud huff, before taking a swig of his flask, much to the various professor's annoyance.
Susan noticed that Harry was not looking up at the staff table. She saw Harry's face twist into a weary smirk. This was not good.
"Finally, and I wish for all to hold back their reactions for the time being, Quidditch will be placed on hold, and there will be no Quidditch Cup awarded." As if on cue the entire hall erupted into protests and shouts of horror, while the headmaster patiently waited for the students to work the anger out of their systems.
"The reasoning behind this is because Hogwarts has received a great honor, we will be hosting the return of the Tri-Wizard Tournament!" Susan wanted to cry. Cissa was correct. In a few short weeks, Luna would also be proven correct. What all could she do that followed the letter of the law and still bugger the fucking tournament and the headmaster?
This time hushed whispers began throughout the various tables, with more than a few eager eyes glued to the man still standing.
"Two more schools will be arriving in the next few weeks, Beauxbâtons and Durmstrang. Once they have, we will begin the process of selecting one Champion from each. The victor will be awarded a thousand galleons and eternal glory. Keep in mind that for safety reasons the age required to enter has been raised to seventeen; that is, you must be an adult."
Again, shouts sounded through the hall, while Dumbledore gently motioned for silence. "This is for the safety of all and was chosen by the Ministry. There have been casualties every Tournament, and we wish to avoid them for the first time since its inception. Further, while we have guests here; we will not tolerate any bullying or the use of slanderous terms. Let Hogwarts be a beacon of civility."
{s}
At the end of the feast, Hermione came a got her. She went over to Harry.
"Mister Potter, why are these fellow students here? We are here to discuss the heir Black needs to have a servant of the house be with him." McGonagall asked.
"You are wrong Dumbledore, heir Black here has me, and these other four vassals of the house. We need proper lodging." Narcissa stated coldly. She took the forms from Hermione made copies with a spell and set the copies on the headmaster's desk.
She looked like a wolf eyeing a juicy fat rabbit. "Also, we need all the heads of houses here. Let's wait until they get here." She cast her patronus to summon the other three professors.
Albus looked at the forms. Everyone could see he was furious. He barely calmed down when the other three professors arrived.
"Harry my boy, you need to stay in the dorms with your fellow students," Albus said.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, Heir Potter is not your family. It is an insult to the Black family that you call him by his surname or use the boy familiarity." Narcissa pointed out. "Neither designate will be accepted."
"It is also proper for a lord in training with vassals to have his private suite." Narcissa followed up.
"There is nothing I can say that will get you to change your mind, Har… Mister Potter?" Albus asked.
"Fuck you. It is my right; I am tired of you putting your beak where it is not needed nor wanted." Harry said ignoring McGonagall taking thirty house points from him for his language.
"Headmaster, not only do we want to be in a private suite, the Black wants all the vassals in the same classes. For safety, those classes will not include Slytherin where possible. If you do not grant this, I am sure the Wizengamot and school board will be notified." Narcissa interrupted.
"Is there anything else you need?" Minerva asked.
"A small kitchenette, two guest bedrooms, and a loo attached to the common room," Narcissa said. Minerva summoned a castle house elf to go set up the suite. Albus refused to comment. Narcissa had backed him into a corner.
When the house elf reappeared. "Mister Potter, please follow the house elf. He will take you to your apartment. It has all of your requirements, seneschal Black." Minerva said. "You will have to let the portrait know the password to your suite."
{s}
The portrait gave a nod and swung open. Susan followed Harry into the room and clear of the door, Harry took a look around.
"Well, I guess we should find out whose room is whose."
Hermione was about to say something back when Narcissa held her finger to her lips in the classic shushing gesture.
Susan waited, wondering what was going on, and watched as Cissa drew her wand and muttered a few incantations about the room. After a few seconds, Susan was sure what Cissa was doing. That pissed her off. When would the fucking headmaster leave them alone?
Harry just stood there and curiously watched the older woman. They all realized that the wardrobes were the only areas that did not have some sort of spying charm in them. There was even one right next to the entrance for the password. Narcissa kept on holding up her fingers. After she got done finding them, Narcissa said finite to each of them after she found them. She then went to all the other rooms. When she finally came out of the last room.
"What did you call the headmaster?" Narcissa asked.
Harry responded. "Goat, goat fucker, asshole..."
Narcissa laughed. "The rooms are cleaned. There is one room obviously for Harry. I took the room that was the closest to the common room." The rest of the bedrooms are all the same. Susan slowly got up and picked the room. It was between Hermione and Daphne across from and empty room. She lost at stone, parchment, and a wand to determine which room she got. Susan scowled at Harry. He fled so that he didn't laugh at them.
"Keapsy, please bring everyone's trunks," Narcissa said.
"Okay, is there anything else this night we need to do?" Hermione asked.
"Now, password. Any ideas?" Susan asked.
Harry snorted and said, "I was thinking something along the lines of, 'goat fucker!'
Hermione scowled at Harry. "What about… 'Business'?" she suggested.
"Business?" Harry asked.
"A group of ferrets." She explained. Susan loved this. They were called a Cete, despite being a pack.
Daphne said, "I like it. Though we should add, kinky. It's not something someone would randomly say." Susan had to nod. Then again, was this a bit of foreshadowing.
Harry nodded and asked, "So, who wants to go and set it." Groaning, he started to go do it.
"I will do it, my lord. I have yet to teach you to cast the revealing charm needed to make sure that no one is close enough to hear. Also, I have to cancel the listening charm right outside our door." Narcissa said. Once she came back in. She looked at Harry.
"Well with that, we are done for tonight. We will have the elf bring us breakfast here tomorrow. There is stuff we have to go over. So, everyone, good night." Harry said as he walked into his room and closed the door. The girls did the same.