Albus was having a good day. His plans had been finalized. They would work.
Tomorrow, a pureblood would win the second event of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. The only other champion that would survive would also be a pureblood. The same could be said for the hostages. In a few hours, he was going to stun the student on guard at the Beauxbâtons's carriage. He had already had Severous spike Madam Maxime drink. She would be out for the night. He had to admit, he was looking for the deaths of the halfbreeds more than Potter and his know-it-all whore.
{s}
The night before the second task of the Tri-Wizard Tournament, Harry's team was sitting at a table in the library doing their homework.
Susan knew they all thought tonight would be a pivotal night. The only questions were when would the staff try to kidnap one of them and who would be the kidnapper. The obvious time was this evening just before curfew or tomorrow morning at breakfast time. However, would someone taken tomorrow morning give them enough time to put the person under the charms and get them into the village in the lake? She had bet Daphne for when they got back to the flat, Hermione was the hostage, and it would be Dumbledore actually doing the dirty work.
When it was time to go back to the apartment, Professor McGonagall walked over to them. Everyone instantly looked her way, as she rarely made an appearance in the library.
McGonagall walked over to them. "Miss Granger if you would kindly come with me?"
Hermione looked at Harry, who nodded ever so slightly and turned back to face McGonagall. "Professor, is this about the second task?" Susan produced a galleon from her robe and handed it to Daphne. She had to admit, Luna was her second choice for hostage. Dumbledore would not want Harry to have access to a seer.
"If not, why is my head of house not here; not just you?" Hermione said with more strength.
The professor was visibly startled, although she was trying to hide it. "I need you to come with me to my office for a discussion."
"Professor, again, if this is not about the tournament, I will not go with you without my head of house." Digging into her robes, Hermione pulled out a group of letters and held them out. "Since I am sure it is about the blood sacrifice, I'm sorry to tell you, professor, but I'm not allowed to be in the tournament except as a spectator. Here's a letter from my head of the house. There are also letters for the rest of Black's sworn servants, and our parents if you need them."
McGonagall stood there for a moment before slowly walking over to their table and taking the letter.
Susan noticed that none of them could conceal their grins. This was as amusing as she expected.
When she finished the note, Professor McGonagall looked at Harry. "You are behind this right?" Susan handed another galleon to Daphne. Harry saw and laughed. Susan had bet that Narcissa was behind the plot, not Harry.
Harry nodded when his laughter was over. "And my seneschal and solicitor." He added with a grin.
McGonagall turned back to Hermione. "Despite these, you will not be hurt. Will you not come anyway?"
"No, Professor. I'm sorry, while I do believe that you think it will be safe; we don't. I think this will kill whoever is Harry's hostage."
McGonagall looked surprised again. "How so?"
"Because the tournament has been bullshit. Let's start with the choice of the dragons. How did Harry know which dragon he would have to defeat unless someone cheated? Plus, from what was shown in the Wizengamot, the dragon was somehow altered so it should kill Harry, not just protect the egg. So, I do not trust you, or any of the judges with my safety. The Black does not trust any of you," Hermione argued. "Not to add, but Harry was entered into this tournament without his permission. Something that the headmaster said he would figure out and explain to Harry and hasn't."
"I see," McGonagall drawled. "Very well. We cannot make you do this." She turned to Daphne, "Miss Greengrass…"
"I'm sorry, Professor, but I will not participate either, and for the very same reasons. My notes are in that stack. We don't feel it would be safe for either me or my sister." Daphne said evenly, pointing to the parchments in the teacher's hand. McGonagall took time to read some of the parchments in her hand, paling slightly as she finished. Daphne handed a galleon back to Susan. Susan smirked at that. Why Daphne thought that she would be picked first was arrogant. She was sure that the professor did not know that Daphne and her sister were involved in Cosa Nosta let alone they were both made ladies.
"Don't even ask professor, if you look in that group of parchments, you will see mine and Luna's." Susan smiled. "The head of the DMLE does not trust you, the headmaster, the tournament staff, or the school staff, with the safety of any participant in the task." She looked at how her words hit the teacher. It was almost as though she had actually slapped the teacher.
"That will be ten points from Hufflepuff. I will not have you disparage this school. Now, if you don't mind, I'll hold on to these letters for the moment," McGonagall said as she refolded them. "Luna?"
Susan wanted to rebut but Daphne shot her a warning look. She gave Daphne a nod. She had to admit that it would not do anything. Even though what she said was the truth.
"What did Susan just say, my dad hates you and Dumbledore. He would not even cross the street to help either of you. Oh, and I agree since you let the nargels spawn here. You don't have pudding as dessert enough," Luna replied.
"Of course not, Professor," Hermione said graciously once Luna finished. "Those are copies and we have more if you need them. Our solicitors have the originals."
McGonagall looked over their heads for a few seconds before she continued. "Very well. I need to return to the meeting in my office; however, I would request that you all remain here for the next twenty minutes. You may head on to the bed, Mister Potter." With that Professor McGonagall left.
"Okay, everyone to the apartment," Harry ordered. They all picked up and ran to their apartment.
About thirty minutes after she left, Professor McGonagall turned up at the door to their apartment. This time she came with headmaster Dumbledore. They ignored the knocking until the teacher started to pound on the door to the apartment. All the girls and Harry drew their wands as Hermione opened the door.
The headmaster did not smile when he saw Harry smirking. "Miss Granger, I understand that you will not join us for a conversation. I would ask that you come anyway, as a courtesy to me."
"It is too late tonight. I was about to head to bed when Professor McGonagall met us in the library, so no." She answers. "Though you could answer a question before I go to sleep. Why is it so important that I am his hostage, sir? You are asking me to go against the orders of my parents and my lord after all."
"I'm afraid that I am not at liberty to say at the moment," Dumbledore looked at her with a serious expression.
"I see." She looked at Harry, who smiled slightly. "This is your usual greater good bull shite. Handing a galleon to Daphne.
When she said nothing else, Dumbledore asked, "It is not bull shit. That will be ten points for language. I realize who does not want you to participate. You will be safe. So will you come with me, Miss Granger, as a favor to me?"
"I'm sorry, Professor, but the Head of House Black told me to tell you, fuck off. My parents told me to tell you to bugger off. I may not participate in the tournament other than as a spectator. Professor McGonagall has the letters."
"Why?"
Hermione argued. "We, House Black, and our parents do not trust you. Face it, I do not trust you. Harry does not trust you. Susan does not trust you. Luna does not trust you. Daphne would trust Tom Riddle before she would trust you. You have proven why we cannot trust you. Let's pick a random item. You sealed Harry's parents' wills; according to the copy of it at Gringotts, you were a witness. The will said that Harry should not be placed with the Dursleys. Yet you placed him there. Given that; you dare ask why we don't trust you."
Dumbledore did not look happy. After a moment, he turned to Daphne. Before anything could be said, Hermione told him, "We are united in this. We will follow the orders of the house Black, Bones, and Greengrass, and our parents. We will not participate either and for the same reasons."
"I must have one of you for the Tournament," Dumbledore said with a hint of exasperation.
"No, you do not. Given the clue, you do not need a living hostage. If you try to take any of us, we will all fight." Daphne said. Harry and his ladies all raised their wands pointing them at the professors.
"My aunt will have Aurors in here in under an hour. If you try to take any of us." Susan said. "She expects a note from me soon." She did not say, she was meeting her aunt at the entry hallway tomorrow. Neither of them trusted the headmaster.
The headmaster thought about it for a few seconds before he turned back. "Come Minerva." The professors left the room.
Hermione quickly started putting up wards "Do you think that will work?" Harry asked breathlessly.
Daphne smiled. "No sir, they have to have someone. To be fair to the other champions in the press, someone close to you. Only the most important to you are protected. They will still take someone and I still have that bet."
{S}
After Susan ensured Harry had some food at the breakfast table; things went to hell.
"Where is Daphne?" Harry asked.
"She is looking for her sister," Hermione replied. "You don't think…"
Daphne came running into the great hall. Her look said it all.
"Susan, summon your aunt. The bastard took Astoria." Harry said and he was pissed. Susan was glad she had already summoned her aunt. She was just waiting for the meeting time.
Fleur then walked into the Great Hall, her eyes looking around everywhere. She walked up to where he was seated. "'Arry!" she said, her worry clear on her face, "My sister Gabi! She came to see the second task and now she 'as gone!"
This set Harry off; he ran up to the head table. "First you took Astoria against the written orders from her father and head of the house, then you took Gabrielle?" he said angrily, "She's a child!"
"Harry," said Dumbledore, "We needed hostages that have meaning to the champions."
"Without even getting approval, that is kidnapping!" said Harry.
"I disagree with you, Mister Potter. We need hostages that mean something to you all," said Bagman, "Besides she's already in place. Someone is going to have to go down there and get her."
Maxine roared. "That is not what was agreed to. We only agreed to use the ball dates and Hermione for Harry."
"We needed hostages that would be missed by the champions," Albus said placatingly. Fleur's face had gone ashen. "You took Gabi?" she nearly screamed before she turned and ran from the hall.
"Kidnapping the daughter of Lord Greengrass, then the daughter of the head of the French DMLE, well it will be on your heads when this is over," Harry said. Turning back to his table. At that moment Aurors and Rita Skeeter just entered the hall.
{s}
"Right this way, Aurors." Susan said. This was part of her job today. Take the corrupt aurors out of the equation. Also, slap Dumbledore.
"If this is a prank, I will go straight to Amelia," Shacklebolt said.
"It is absolutely not. You heard Professor McGonagall; betting is illegal in Hogwarts." Susan replied. "See, they have warded the door of an unused classroom."
"You right, that is something definitely going on that they don't want anyone to find out. If this is a pair of students wanting more space than a broom closet…" Shacklebolt responded.
"Trust me, I would have gotten a school prefect for that. No, this is gambling. They are running a book on the tournament." Susan replied.
"Okay, on three," Shacklebolt said.
"Wands on the floor, hands to the sky!" Shacklebolt ordered. He looked around and realized that even the blackboard was enough proof of a high-end betting establishment.
"I'm shocked! Shocked to find that gambling is going on in here." Kingsley said.
"Well, here is the book, Kingsly." Susan said smiling.
"So, what is this really about? You are not the type to really care about this victimless crime." Kingsley asked.
"Simple, read the board. Notice there are no odds for Harry to win, or even survive. When you ask these children under Veritaserum; they will say that the headmaster played with the odds all to prevent anyone from supporting him. When the Dverger bookies find out…" Susan said with a smile that would not melt butter. "There are too many Aurors here for you to bury it. Plus, I will be following up with my aunt."
"Bitch!" Someone, probably Shacklebolt said as Susan walked away. She knew that Aurors were trying to avoid anyone from the tournament. That way they would not have to start a kidnapping investigation. They were trying to do all they could to save the leader of the light. Even when both Albus and they were breaking laws. This gambling ring would cause other major problems for the leader of the light.
She was looking forward to what the organization would do to Dumbledore's group. She was sure that the idiot thought that Astoria was a future goomar, not the future Capo dei Capi. Well that was her guess. Since Daphne was the protégé to the lord high enforcer, how could her more charismatic sister be anything else?
She did not know she had guessed right. By the end of the school year. Over fifty families that supported Dumbledore were dead. All drowned with a merman scale left at the scene. She never learned of it. The ministry put a gag order over the DMLE on these killings.
{n}
THE TRI-WIZARD TOURNAMENT DISASTER
Dear readers; I am ashamed as to how our ministry has bumbled the tournament.
In both tasks so far, wards to make non-champion participants and spectators safe; failed. Leaving, at this date, a total of thirty-seven students were killed by a dragon. That was just the first task. The second task ended with two of the hostages drowning when the wards again failed and stopped emergency portkeys from saving them.
If it was just poor wards, we would find a new warder but that is just the beginning of the issues. The wards failed in the second task. The wards to keep the hostages asleep and not drowning ended early. For some reason, another set of wards made it impossible for any of the champions to save the participants; their hostages. Last, they block the hostages from being rescued by the emergency portkey they were provided by the Beauxbâtons judge.
Now we have to talk about the hostages themselves. The ministry and judges more than bungled them on the second task.
They used human hostages. All the hostages were children, one as young as eight. These poor children were kidnapped, enchanted, and put at the bottom of a lake. Neither they nor their parents gave consent to be used as said hostages.
The situation with two of the hostages makes this issue far, far worst. One is Astoria Greengrass. Her older sister, Daphne Greengrass had presented a note to Headmaster Dumbledore that her father, Lord of the Ancient and Noble House of Greengrass, flatly refused to allow his children to participate as hostages.
The second surviving hostage, Gabrielle Delacour (age 8) was rescued while being raped and killed by the merman the judges had used as part of the task.
The tournament judges did not care about the Treaty of Nice. The fact that she, and her sister, Fleur, the Beauxbâtons' Champion are both Veela, did not cause the judges to change the task. So, Fleur was put at a major disadvantage and both Delacours were in major peril. It was reported that if the girls had died, Magic France would have declared war on Magical Britain.
If either of these two Veela had been killed by the mermen; the war between those two cultures would have reignited putting the statue of secrecy at risk and an unknown number of both muggles and wizards at risk as collateral damage.
We at the Prophet have learned more about the first task.
We learned that not all was as it appeared. The information came out in the boy-who-lived, trial. So, this information was verified by the Wizengamot.
The rampaging dragon did so for a reason.
The dragon of the first task was charmed to try to kill Mister Potter. Then the creature was set to kill everyone wearing the same color robes that Harry had on. Unfortunately for the Slytherin spectators, Harry refused the red and gold robes Dumbledore tried to force on him. The Prophet learned that the only reason he wore green robes was that his ladies said that they complemented his eyes.
Even Mister Potter and Mrs. Delacour were not the only champions that the tournament judges betrayed.
During the second task, someone summoned the giant squid to the Merfolk village. Since the squid killed the Durmstrang Champion Victor Krum; the DMLE is investigating. They believe that the squid was sent to kill Mister Potter. Since Krum had partially transformed into a shark; the squid killed him. The Durmstrang champion would not have used that transformation if he knew about the squid. All of the champions were told that the squid was not a part of the task.
The Prophet does point out that if Krum had not been killed, the squid might have tried to kill any or all of the other champions.
Can we expect another assassination attempt on Mister Potter during the next task?
Will the third task bring out any other maleficence of the judges?
Dear readers, only time will tell. We at the Prophet will continue to keep you updated.
Rita Skeeter, correspondent
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SUPREME-MUGWUMP-NO-LONGER
In an emergency meeting of the ICW main council, Albus Dumbledore was voted out as Mugwump. Abe no Seime from Japan was voted in to replace him.
In a statement: "Any person who almost starts a war has no place in our body. A person who willfully has children put at risk will be tried and prosecuted."
At this time; all of the judges for the Tri-Wizard Tournament but Maxine of Beauxbâtons have ICW arrest warrants out for them. If they leave Magical Britain, they will be arrested on sight.
There is no comment currently from the Ministry of Magic, Great Britain; or from Albus Dumbledore.
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Petty Thief Mundungus Fletcher Killer's 4th Victim.
Mister Fletcher was found dead in an alley of Diagon Alley. The Auror department confirmed that his death was during the Tri-Wizard Tournament yesterday.
An unnamed source in the DMLE stated that Mister Fletcher had "I am coming for you." carved into his chest with that accursed blade.
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HOGWARTS HEADMASTER ACCUSED OF KIDNAPPING
It has come to the attention of the Prophet that due to reasons only known by few in the Wizengamot Albus Dumbledore has been able to stop Lord Greengrass from placing him on trial for the kidnapping of the youngest Greengrass child. The same child that was used as a hostage for Harry Potter during the second task of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. The same child that was taken from her bed, enspelled, and placed at the bottom of Black Lake without either her consent, her parents, consent, or the full consent of all the judges.
Further, the minister has ordered the DMLE to not try the headmaster.
We will let our readers know when the headmaster of Hogwarts faces justice.
His solicitor reminded us; he cannot be removed from the school by Aurors.
{n}
Illegal and Prejudicial Gambling at Hogwarts.
It came to the attention of the Prophet that a team of Aurors led by Kingsly Shacklebolt led a raid on a den of gambling at Hogwarts this past weekend.
Not only were the students their running all sorts of betting on the Tri-Wizard Tournament; they were skewing the odds. They refused any bets that favored the reluctant competitor, Harry Potter.
Gringotts has launched an investigation. As we all know; the Dverger runs the only legal gambling for the Wizarding World. They are more than a little upset with someone artificially changing the odds.
Susan cut out this article Like the one on the ball, it showed her how she could strike blows as good as any of her other lovers.
{s}
It was a nice dinner. Surprisingly, her aunt, Barty Crouch Senior, Cornelius Fudge, and Dolores Umbridge were at the teachers' table tonight. Susan noticed how many smirks the cete was showing once they all saw the staff table. Just like her own. This would be a fun show.
Susan kept a close eye on Moody. When he took a sip from his flask, it was showtime. She didn't need the whispered warning from Luna. She waited like a trap door spider. Just a bit of time.
As soon as she saw the effects of the Polyjuice Potion begin to wear off she yelled, "Something seems to be wrong with Professor Moody." She had amplified her voice with the sonorous charm.
That had all eyes turn to Barty Junior as he quickly fumbled for his flask again, pulling it out and flicking the cap off before taking another huge swig. As he was doing so, the features of his face began to shift under the skin and his hair darkened.
"That looks like the effects of Polyjuice wearing off," shouted Snape of all people.
As soon as his body stopped contorting, Crouch snatched the straps holding the now useless magical eye in a place away and reached for his wand while trying to stand and failing. Madam Bones already had her wand out. She yelled out, "Stupefy!" Barty fell over stunned.
"Barty Crouch Junior," exclaimed a surprised Snape, as the Hall burst into surprised chatter.
"Impossible, he is dead!" Minister Fudge screamed.
"I am sorry, minster. I saw him when I spent some time as a guard at Azkaban." Amelia said.
"Fine, since he escaped Azkaban; take him back there and kiss administered as soon as you get there." Fudge demanded.
"We need to…" Amelia started.
"Have him kissed immediately! That is an order! If you cannot do that, I will find someone else to lead the DMLE!" Cornelius barked. Amelia scowled.
Daphne heard that. "Tell your aunt we know the details. We will send her an owl with the information." She whispered into her ear. She quickly ran up to her aunt.
"Just go with it aunty. We have all his information already," Susan told her aunt. Amelia nodded then levitated Fudge Junior out of the hall.
Hermione shouted, "Headmaster, I wonder how it is that someone you called a friend for the past fifty years could be impersonated by a Death Eater and you had no idea? Well for the physical part, I do!"
With a snort, she said, "Polyjuice requires the person who you're impersonating to be somewhat handy for the final ingredient for, and when, you need it. Maybe you should think about sending someone to the Dah-Dah offices and see if the real Moody's there, somewhere, under enchantments of some sort."
Dumbledore scowled back and quickly left the Hall.
"What the fuck was that?" Harry asked.
"Nothing for you to worry about dear," Hermione replied.
{m}
Amelia Bones
Aunty
To answer your questions; Daphne Greengrass and I may have asked questions of Professor Moody aka Crouch Junior during a veritaserum accident. That accident may have led to someone altering his Polyjuice.
Since at the time, Crouch Senior is protected until the tournament ends, there was no rush.
This is what you need to know. Mrs. Crouch was dying. Her last wish was to release Crouch Junior since he was also dying in Azkaban. They swapped using Polyjuice and the fact that dementors cannot see. They could only feel that the prisoner was dying. One of the visitors was dying. Simple swop. Junior was taken care of by a house elf and was imperioused by his dad. At the quidditch world cup; he broke free and stole a wand. He was the one who cast the dark mark there. Somehow, he got ahold of his old friends after that.
He was also the one who put Harry's name into the goblet of fire. He did not have any details but he was told to do that.
Somehow there is a plot involving death eaters, Harry, and this tournament.
Please send Aurors you trust for the last task.
You're Niece
Susan
PS: The memory enclosed is the above chat with "Moody".
{n}
Death Eaters hide at Hogwarts
Yesterday, it came out that the retired Auror Alastor Moody; the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher of Hogwarts this year was not Alastor Moody.
Due to issues with Polyjuice; the potion the imposter used failed.
The imposter was Bartemius Crouch Junior.
A convicted death eater that was supposed to have died at Azkaban. Well, after being caught by the Aurors having dinner at Hogwarts, he was sent back to Azkaban where he received the dementor's kiss.
The Ministry of Magic has declined comment.
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts has not responded.
The Prophet still has questions about Hogwarts's Wards or why a longtime friend of Dumbledore was not exposed for his deception.
Rita Skeeter-Correspondent.
{s}
Harry pushed them onto the knight bus. She went green almost instantly at her car sickness. It took about two hours before they got off the bus. After it disappeared, they all changed into wolf form. Susan found out that the sickness went away before she got up on her four paws. As a group, they skulked to the graveyard.
Once there, they searched the area and found only one grave disturbed. The grave was for Thomas Riddle. They then slinked back to the road and turned back human.
"Which one of you needs the most practice with the patronus charm?" Harry asked. Susan hesitantly raised her hand.
"Send it to Croaker, ask him to join us here, now," Harry ordered.
Twenty minutes later, they heard a pop and watched two masked unspeakables heading for them.
"Mister Potter, what did you learn?" One of them asked.
"We found an interesting riddle here; pardon the pun. One of the graves here is that of Voldy's paternal father. That grave has been disturbed. The cement encasement has been removed." Susan answered.
"We will take this information back and Croaker will get back to you." The unspeakable said as they both apparated out.
"Honeydukes?" Luna asked with a hungry look.
"Well after this and the bus rides. I think I deserve to treat you with chocolate, right ladies." Harry said.
Susan smiled at that. She was going to suggest finding a hiding spot first, turn wolf, turn human then Harry would give them the chocolate they deserved.
{s}
"Lord Greengrass?" Amelia asked.
"Madam Bones, what can I do with you?" Dominic replied.
"I received a mirror call. Susan said that Dumbledore has canceled Hogsmeade weekends for Harry and his ladies. Someone let the headmaster know that they left using the Knight Bus to leave the village."
"Bugger" He replied. "Are mirror calls secure?"
"No, Harry is also afraid that all owl posts are now being read before the owls are let into Hogwarts," Amelia replied. "For the safety of the students, of course. Harry does not want to push it yet. Why do you ask?"
"Croaker asked me to get a parchment to my daughter."
"Go to the three broomsticks this weekend. Leave the sealed parchment on the table when you see a group of puffs come. They will take it to your daughter. I will be able to get a message to Madam Sprout to send the puffs."
Amelia had a secure parchment to send messages to one of her ex-lovers. They still used the same book to code. It still made her blush to think she had a book called "Fanny Hill".
{s}
Susan did not like what she had observed. Harry and Luna would leave their den, the new name for their flat, at night with Harry's cloak. She did not see Harry leave with his dagger while Luna did. The next day one or more student was missing.
Well, she had to ask. She was hoping that again, she would agree with the killings. She thought that was possible. There were no official announcements. Well no time like the present.
{s}
When she woke up, she realized she was naked in Harry's arms. When she shifted which woke Harry.
"Are you feeling pain today?" Harry asked.
"Only on my ass and core, my heart is free. Thank you love," Susan said.
"Good, though can I ask you, why did you have your barrier back?" Harry asked.
"Only a bad girl has sex before marriage. Most of the time I want to feel like a good girl. While it does hurt a bit more doing sex because you are above average in size and more than average in endurance. It makes me feel like a bad girl for giving you my first time." Susan said.
"Was I really your first time?" Harry asked. Susan was happy he was just curious not hurt.
"Yes, but it is one of my kinks. The good girl bad girl thing. I hope you enjoy it." Susan replied.
"It does nothing for me. However, I have no problem if you enjoy it. Just make sure someone does scourgify, your blood can be used against you. We have to do this safely." Harry replied getting a bone-crushing hug from his redhead.
{s}
The rest of the year was pretty much anti-climactic until the night before the last task. It turned out that her sister wives thought of ways to go around goblet. She was looking for the tournament and school year to end. She wished it was her night. Even though her body did not.
{s}
Susan was cheering. Fleur was rescued from the maze; she would fully recover. Then Harry burned the maze down rather than risk any creatures, curses, or traps. Harry even made a point to publicly note creatures that should not have been in the maze. There was no way anyone would have survived the maze. She did not want to pin that blame on anyone. Just like Hermione, she wanted to respect law and order.
Then things went down hill fast.
From the side of her eyes, she noted that Harry turned back to the pitch.
"Wingardium Leviosa." Harry said. He levitated the cup to the judges' table. "Task complete."
As Harry walked up to the table, Crouch banished the cup right into Harry. As soon as it touched him, he disappeared.
"Where is Harry?" Several people shouted.
Crouch also triggered a portkey. All the judges but Dumbledore looked shocked. Dumbledore looked pleased.
Susan had been watching the headmaster the whole time. Seeing the almost orgasmic glee on his face, she felt betrayed. It destroyed her last moral qualms. From now on; she would do whatever to keep Harry and her sister-wives alive without question; even if murder in cold blood was required. Susan was completely sure that the headmaster knew the cup was a portkey and it was sending Harry to the graveyard where Voldemort was waiting for him. Dumbledore wanted Harry to die by Voldemort's hand. The only question was why. She would have to tell her aunt her thought. Now she would worry until Harry returned. At least the cete had prepared for this. Her tension left her once the silver hair appeared and winked at her. She knew she had to return to the den.
{s}
Susan was breathing heavily when she got back to the den. She sat down waiting for Harry to speak. She had to smile; Harry looked to be in perfect shape.
"Well; Voldy is back. It looked like maybe fifteen or so death eaters came back to him. He killed a few. I killed at least one; I do not how many others I hurt or killed. That was the bad news. There is good news. Unsurprisingly your tricks worked perfectly. He is weakened. Now, all we have to come up with an explanation of what happened." Harry said. "Thanks to Luna, no one but us know I am back; and unharmed. So, what should we do next?"
"The best idea is to fuck over your headmaster," Daphne said. Susan agreed with this plan even if bad people needed to die in the process.
"What did you have in mind?" Hermione asked.
"Harry can cast continuous apparition until he passes out from magical exhaustion. We slip him into the infirmary. Since it is empty at this moment. Poppy wouldn't enter the infirmary floor until tomorrow morning. After all, I am sure each of you ladies can find and temporarily dismantle the wards on the hospital wing. Harry would get checked and he would be found to be exhausted. When he wakes, he remembers nothing. We also know nothing." Daphne said.
"What about Crouch Senior? Any clue why he flipped?" Harry asked.
"That is simple. He missed his wife. The shade of Voldy told him, that just like himself; he could bring her back." Cissa said.
"Someone, paid off Fudge to let Crouch take the Ministerial position in the tournament. Also, another bribe let him off for his freeing of his son until the tournament was over." Cissa said.
"Well, that is a bugger. So, I bet it was my life for his wife's with another death eater cleaning up the mess."
"Yes, Harry. His mind was just that he failed and she would not come back." Daphne said.
"So, we have to be a pain in the morning asking for updating about where the missing heir is," Susan said. She would use Harry's owl to summon her aunt. She had already tried to use her mirror. Dumbledore had changed the wards to block mirror calls. She sent another message via the black house elf. No one was going to stop her.
"We also go along with there is no Voldy, just death eaters attacking Harry on their own," Luna said.
"Dumbledore said that Voldy has come back. The reason is that the death eaters would not do something this daring without him being back. Which is true. But the fuck head Fudge has his head in the sand. He is vehement in his denial. This will cause issues between Dumbledore and Fudge, I am sure." Daphne added.
"So, anything before my enforced slumber?" Harry asked.
"We can temporarily remove your memory in a pensive vial. So even letting the wanker in, he would find nothing." Cissa said.
"The headmaster has devices in his office for tracking your health. They use your blood, Harry." Luna said.
"Luna, can you get us a rat? Daphne, can you switch my blood for the rat's blood? Then in the morning, someone kills the rat." Harry said with a feral grin.
Susan wanted to grind her teeth at this point. Such items were blood wards. They were illegal. Because Hogwarts was a sovereign territory at the moment. Her aunt couldn't do anything about it.
"One other thing my love, your scar," Hermione said with a very evil grin.
"What is your brilliant plan, Mione?" Harry asked.
"You just said your scar was something of evil magic. Can you explain it?" Hermione responded.
"The short of it. Voldy split his soul and put it into items and creatures to make himself unkillable. Whatever happened in the Godric's Hollow house, part of his soul was a hitchhiker. It latched on to me inside the famous scar."
"Whatever happened?" Susan asked.
"Voldy's body was destroyed. Looks like a bombarda maximum went off in the nursery. The head unspeakable says that somehow the place was bleached with magic." Harry said. "There is more. When Hagrid found me, he was surprised. He sent Albus an owl and waited for a response. Then Sirius showed up. Several owls were exchanged. Dumbledick ordered Hagrid to take me to Privet Drive while sending Sirius after Pettigrew."
"That means that Albus already knew that Peter was the traitor. To get owls back and forth that quickly means Dumbledore must have been nearby. He must have been somewhere in the hollow." Daphne stated.
"Yes, and from what Hagrid said, He met both McGonagall and Dumbledore at privet drive. Dumbles had a note already. They left me there just in the blanket with a note. Nothing else in the cold night air. I have since found out that Minerva had spent the day there, watching my relatives. Said they were the worst sort."
"That is horrible. That leaves so many questions about Dumbledore. No wonder we cannot trust him. He may have been involved with your parent's death." Hermione said.
Susan would love to be an auror right now, investigating all this bullshite. She knew Fudge would not let her aunt open this can of worms.
"Yes, now back to your evil idea," Harry said.
"Sorry. Wouldn't that mean that while the soul part was in your scar; voldy could not die?" Hermione said.
"Yes, and unless you have the resources of the whole Department of Mysteries; you would think that I would have to die so that the soul shard would die," Harry said. "Don't worry though; it turns out a dark ritual was able to deal with it; leaving me alive. The Dursleys were quite helpful."
"Well, that changes my plan a bit. Can any of us find a spell, potion, or what not; that would split the scar open and have black dark evil magical ichor ooze out of it?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, Croaker has a potion that could do that. Send a house elf to him requesting it. Then all I need is once in bed, have one of you cut my scar and pour the potion in it." Harry said. "That should shock Dumblefuck to his core."
"Let's not add anything more. We need to keep this simple. Like nargels." Luna said.
"Okay, Luna. We will stop adding chaos here. Now, I will start casting. See you all tomorrow." Harry smiled.
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Susan was not surprised the owl did not even leave the owlery. She realized she didn't need to send it though. Her aunt was at the staff table. This would make the show that much better. The game started before she got far into the hall. So she decided to sit down next to Hannah and have her breakfast.
{s}
It was the last night at Hogwarts, the leaving feast had been interesting. It was led by Minerva; the headmaster had been missing.
When they got back to their apartment, there was an uncomfortable silence.
"Will your parents and guardians allow you to come visit me this summer?" Harry asked.
Susan looked down. Being betrothed had a bad side.
"What?" Harry asked.
"It would not be proper for us to see you except under chaperoned dates," Daphne said. "Proper etiquette for the noble born. As I once heard; no happy times before the wedding ring; my lord. Sorry; it's stupid I know since we lived the year here in the apartment."
"That is fine with me if it is fine with you. I want you to feel special." Harry said. Then he turned to Hermione.
"Dumbledore talked with my folks. We are fleeing to New Zealand." Hermione said sadly. "My parents want me away from you."
"Did Dumbledick cast any spells on them?" Harry asked. "Or could I stop it with the contract or vassal agreement?"
Susan was starting to get alarmed. This was not her sister-wife. What was going on.
"My parents are demanding that I cancel them." Hermione started crying. "So, I will."
"What?" Susan screamed in her mind. Was this potions, charms, or worse? She would let her aunt know when she got home.
"That sounds like they have been altered. I will send…" Harry started.
"Hermione, where is the parchment that your parents sent you?" Narcissa suddenly demanded.
Watching Hermione go to the desk and bring back a parchment. Narcissa cast a spell on it. It glowed a lime green. "Potioned. Stupidfy." Narcissa cast a stunner at the girl.
"Does anyone want to bet that some group of people will attack and kill the Grangers when they are in New Zealand? That her parents take her wand so they are all defenseless?" Narcissa inquired. She used magic to display the parchment.
"That bastard," Susan said affronted. How could a supposed supporter of muggles, put two of them on a stake to die?
"Luckily Hermione cannot break the vassal agreement. She is to break the contract and return your ring tomorrow while boarding the train. She will sit in a compartment that we are not in. That is the order on this parchment from her parents. The parchment is dosed in an obedience potion to make sure she obeys it."
"So how do we want to play this?"
"We are going to be attacked on the platform," Luna said dreamily. This is a concerted attack on us. Dumbledore wants all of us dead. You especially. I think he is worried you will replace Tom and surpass Gellert."
"Details?" Harry asked.
"Three red nargels. An official wrackspurt. Five other unknown heliopaths." She said in a soft unearthly tone. "They will try to kill us."
"Nargels? The remaining Weasleys. Want to bet?" Daphne said.
"Official wrackspurt, could she mean an Auror?" Susan said affronted. The bastard was sending an auror to kill her. This would hurt her aunt no matter how it played out.
"Probably. So, we need you to fight and stun at least one of them." Narcissa said.
"Should we have Luna do the Jack the Ripper schitch?" Harry asked.
"Is that alright with everyone?" Harry asked.
After a few minutes, the women all agreed with Susan was the last one. Harry noticed her hesitation and nodded for her to speak.
"Only on our attackers? Right?" Susan finally spoke. "I'm sorry, I know we have to do this. That this is war and all that. However, I feel we need to keep the number of deaths down when and where we can." She was afraid that Harry would instigate a massacre.
"I don't mind that sentiment. So, yes, there is no one else on the platform we need dead. After the first task; I think, we will not have to deal with junior death eaters." Harry said. "That is, you want to do it, Luna?
"Oh yes. Plus, there is the punishment afterward, which I love. I love that as much as the killing." Luna said with a giggle. Harry blushed.
"Can you take out the five unknown nargels without killing any innocents?" Harry asked. Susan smiled, Harry earned a long blow job on the trip home if he wanted. She didn't care if he choked her while doing so.
Luna nodded vigorously. "Leave a message in one, payback time." Luna nodded even more vigorously.
"Cissa, Daphne, be disillusioned. Kill the redheads after they fire at me." Harry ordered. "Susan, stun the Auror. We need whoever they are alive and unharmed." Harry just earned her ass. Her aunt would so love to push that auror through the veil. That act would earn Harry so many aunt-in-law faction points.
"As soon as I see any spell coming at me, I will shield until you drop a lot of the bad guys. The Weasleys must die. I am just glad that since they are trained by the dick, so not trained to kill or use the unforgivable." Harry said. "That is unless you ladies don't agree with me?"
"I still don't like the idea of premeditated murder. I understand that we have no choice though. So, thank you for giving me the stunning task." Susan said morosely. Susan did not like the killing, even though she had to admit, she would do it herself if needed.
Harry went over and hugged her.
"What should we do with Hermione?" Susan said then looked at the unconscious girl. Of course Hermione was the one potioned. Hermione would not scan her mail from her parents. Her aunt taught her to trust nothing that was outside her observation. Amelia had occasionally put stinging jinxes in her mail to her. Just to sink that point in. Considering who her aunt was, Susan could not blame her.
"Send her home with two fake contracts, a disposable wand, and a tracking charm," Daphne said.
"Once she gets to New Zealand; we portkey over and track her down. Once whoever comes to kill them; we ambush and kill them ourselves. I assume that will be just Harry, his aunt, Luna, and I. You, ladies, will probably be enjoying your families. We will summon you for chaperone events after we are back." Narcissa continued. "I will get the portkey"
Harry went to his trunk and brought out a thorn wand. He put it in Hermione's wand holster. "Ladies, can you g-rate her trunk? Also, remove all combat items. Plus, anything she would miss. Put it in a spare bag and have one of our house elves take it to my room in Gringotts. Cissa, can you get a new trunk and witch robes for her? Just in case her parents have worse orders than just take her to New Zealand."
"Paranoid much? Very Slytherin." Daphne said with a smile "Obliviate." Using her wand on Hermione. "Now she will not know we switched wands." This caused Harry to come up to her and gave her a very passionate kiss.
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Susan noticed that the headmaster was constantly looking at Harry and Hermione the next day at breakfast. Hermione did not sit with them. Harry acted like it hurt.
Once they got on the train, Susan noticed that McGonagall had checked to see that Hermione was not in their compartment.
"Any idea who our DA-DA teacher will be next year?" He said to break the silence.
"Tom Riddle," Susan said.
"A vampire," Daphne added.
"A dementor." Cissa said.
"A crumple-horned snorkack," Luna added.
"Amusing. Unfortunately, I think we will have worse." All the girls laughed. Susan found she actually agreed with Harry, and that it be would fun.
The train ride was boring. Because they had the chatterbox of Astoria going off about her new BFF of Gabrielle Delacour she could not go down on Harry. It was also apparent to her that Harry was just glad that neither of the girls was harmed by their submersion in the lake.
After five hours, Narcissa started opening her trunk. "Okay, cete. Time to go to work. I am sorry I put all the fun stuff in my trunk. I heard from the castle house elves. Dumbledore had all the items in our trunk inventories and charms applied. I removed the charms. And here is the combat gear." Narcissa commanded.
"You transformed it to muggle clothes?" Harry asked.
"No, I got Croaker to send a set of muggle style for you and Hermione. A full set of common magical robes for all of us." Narcissa said with a smile.
Harry grabbed Narcissa and pulled her in for a long hard kiss. Then he broke the kiss and glared at her and the other girls when he noticed they were all giggling. "Get dressed. I will be outside. After this is over, get all of us a muggle set. We will have to fight in both areas; I bet."
"Torie, leave the train by another carriage after a couple of minutes," Daphne ordered her sister. Astoria looked at her sister quizzically. Then she finally nodded.
"Ready?" Harry asked after everyone was changed.
"Lima ready." Luna chipped in bouncing on her feet. She was holding his cloak in her hands. Her other hand was stroking the dagger.
"Delta ready, Sir!" Daphne said laughing.
"Sierra ready, as ordered sir," Susan said with a giggle. The looks they were getting from Harry was actually amusing.
"November ready, master," Narcissa added in.
"I will do what my sister told me to," Astoria said as she stuck her tongue out at Harry. "So, I get, apple is ready, your Excellency, leader for life, vanquisher of mermen and blusher of his brides, Harry."
Harry just laughed. "Well then; it is time for us to make the idiots regret bothering us. A preview of things to come." Susan wanted to point out that Harry finally lost it and blushed to Torie.
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As she left the train, she had to bring up her shield. The auror Hestia Jones had sent a cutter towards her throat. This made her beyond furious. Hestia had changed her nappies she had been told. Part of her wanted to use a lethal spell. Just hitting Hestia's shields with stunners and dis-wanders. Finally, she broke Jones's shield. She followed it up with a stunner before Hes could bring a shield back up.
It was a great day. Harry, Daphne, and Narcissa were all unharmed.
She then noticed that a bushy hair girl was hitting the barrier to the muggle side. She almost started to cry. Then she heard "Drop your wands! Hands-on your Head!". That was from Shacklebolt. So she complied. Before turning towards Kingsley, she saw the floo work twice. Luna and Astoria were away.
{s}
Nymphadora side-alonged her to the ministry. It was going to be a long day. Tonks left her in her aunt's office. A few minutes later, Tonks came running in. She grabbed her by her arm and led her to the public floos and took her back to her home. Tonks shut off the floo at that point. It was irritating, Tonks would not answer any question other than her aunt was safe. It was going to be a long night.
{s}
"Well aunty what happened?" Susan asked when her aunt finally arrived for lunch the next day.
"I will tell you tomorrow. I have been up since oh five hundred the day you came back from the castle." Amelia said.
"Sleep well, aunty," Susan replied.
The next morning Susan got up early to exercise, then she changed into her wolf and ran some more. One she smelled her aunt; she turned human and went in to get breakfast.
"No lecture. I needed to be there. Someone broke into the DMLE. They killed a couple of aurors in the process. Then they killed Hestia and the other people in her cell. All were killed with killing curse. We did not get to question Hestia before she died. We have no clue who did it. Fudge refused to let the unspeakables to determine the magical signature. Who ever it was bleached the areas good enough that only the unspeakables would be sort it out."
"Doesn't that mean that it could only have been Tom or Albus?" Susan asked.
"True, I think Albus did this. That would explain Cornelius. I am just glad it did not cost me more aurors. Though I am more than vexed that I could not push Hes through the veil for attacking you." Amelia said.
"So how does the two incidents impact us?" Susan asked.
"It is more than two incidents. Let us start with the tournament. Some of this information comes from the Goblins, some by the DMLE, some by Cosa Nostra. With those disclaimers. You need to know that there were four dragons requested and four pillars put in the bottom of the black lake before the tournament was even finalized. Two of the pillars were death traps. Then the actual tasks. The first task, you had a type one place larger dragon set up to assassinate Harry." Amelia said. "So I have to ask, did you suggest his robe color?"
"Myself no, it was a group decision. We all agreed that he looks better in green than red. Which is still strange. Since Harry is a Ravenclaw, he should be in blue and bronze. I feel stupid. We should have realized this." Susan replied.
"That is even more proof about the perfidy of your headmaster," Amelia said. "We still have to figure out why Albus wanted the carnage in the Gryffindor stands. We can only take guesses."
"Then there was the second task. Did the squid actually go after Krum because he was a shark? We also found some galleons in the mer-village along with a picture of Harry. I am sure Harry couldn't figure out a quick fix on his hostage and Gabrielle so he switched which hostage was on which pole. I don't think he realized how deadly the poles actually were. Just to let you know. Dumbledore tried to have Harry prosecuted for killing off all the merfolk. He also went to the ICW and Mer-King. The ICW told him to drop dead. The mer-king tried to put out a contract on Harry. Apparently, they were told no. They were told that the lake merfolk bought poison that only killed wizards. They were also given the seaweed sketch of Harry and a seaweed scroll. What was on that scroll I do not know. After that, the mer-king has a kill-on-sight order for Dumbledore." Amelia said with a smile.
"Well, that speaks volumes. It is too bad that it is on circumstantial and because it came from non-humans, the Wizengamot would never accept." Susan said.
"The third task, accord to invoices, and other transaction records. Dumbledore changed up the creatures in the maze. No one, would have been able to get to the cup and live. When Cedric died, and Fleur out of commission, Harry had his path forward. I think that if Harry hadn't noticed what was going on with the champions, he would have just sat down at the entry and wait out the task." Amelia said.
"That was his original plan." Susan confirmed.
"Then we get to what happened at the platform. But before we get there, can you tell me what happened to Miss Granger?" Amelia asked.
"Her parents sent her a scroll laced with potions. They affected her mind. She and her parents have left England by now. We assume she would also break her own wand." Susan said.
"Why didn't you let me know?" Amelia asked.
"A couple of reasons. Hestia, we think Dumbledore will either send some of his order or death eaters to kill her and her parents, and Harry did not want to hurt her parents." Susan said.
"I don't understand." Amelia complained.
"Both of Hermione's parents are muggles. We did not know all of what was done to them. Luna was sure if she had the time, she could fix them without harming them." Susan said with a hint of pride at her sister-girlfriend.
"I thought all of you check everything for potions and poisons." Amelia stated.
"Well all but Hermione. She refused to distrust her parents. She didn't check the parchment. She really needs to quit trusting authority. I am sort of hoping that this will finally wake her up. Before this, she still had issues with us versus Dumbledore and McGonagall." Susan said.
"I hope this works out for you all. Hermione could be killed," Amelia said.
"We know, but we also knew that Hermione would do anything to save her parents. Before you ask, Daphne traded information with the United States Federal Bureau of Investigation. They get handed a few cartel members for the FBI and MACUSA grant sanctuary and witness protection to Hermione's parents survive to get there." Susan said.
"So if Harry and Luna get there first, it will be fine? Are you sure Harry is that good? He will have to protect four people while fighting who knows how many," Amelia said causing Susan to laugh.
"Luna is not defenseless. She was taught the same magic as Daphne when the ICW aurors were teaching us." Susan said.
"Oh, my. Well then next year will be your last at Hogwarts and then all of you will be in France. I have been talking with Mister Delacour. Soon I will be the second in command of the French DMLE. That should make us safer. I do want to stop Voldemort but I have no faith that even if the bastard dies, his legacy will die with him." Amelia said sadly.
"I hope so aunty," Susan said while hugging her aunt.
{s}
"Luna!" Susan screamed.
"Hi love, are you having a good summer?" Luna replied.
"Why are you screaming, Susan?" Amelia asked as she came into the front parlor. She was shocked at who was visiting them. One of the two of Harry's girlfriends that will probably double the size of Brookwood. Seeing the affection, love, and lust in the little blonde's eyes towards her niece was heartwarming. Another contradiction she had to suffer to keep her niece alive.
"Well, how was your summer so far?" Luna asked again as if it was just another day. This shocked both of the Bones.
"Can you tell me what happened to Hermione?" Amelia asked.
"If you can aswner a few of my question? I am writing an article to help explain why the boy-who-lived is leaving Britain." Luna replied.
"Done, what are your question?" Amelia asked.
"How did you become the head of the DMLE? How many ministry chiefs are not pure bloods? What is the highest rank Susan could attain as a British auror?" Luna asked.
"I was only promoted to the head of the DMLE because whoever was in that position would have to try to prosecute Crouch Senior. That would prevent the person from ever being the minister. None. Maybe senior investigator. That is only if she got quite a few NEWTs and hard work." Amelia said, then she became scared at the smile on Luna's face.
"Thank you. Well, it is not much of a tale. The minister has forbidden the ministry from issuing Harry, your niece, Daphne & Astoria Green Grass, and I any means to leave this island. We took muggle methods to New Zealand. A few days later we found Hermione and her parents. A few minutes after we got there, we had a visit from a few death eaters and werewolves. We snapped the wands. The Oceanic DMLE arrived. I fixed the Grangers' minds. Hermione's parents are now hidden somewhere else. Hermione is with Harry, that lucky tart." Luna said. Amelia laughed at the last part.
"Why are you laughing aunty?" Susan asked, noticing this question brought a blush to her aunt.
"Harry is on board a nice boat. It is a good place to shag. I went to one of Aelia's parties there. Her sister is a great shag. The boat has special places to shag." Amelia said.
"AUNTY!" Susan exclaimed as Luna just nodded her head.
"What, some of us adults have a bet as to which one of your girl's get seduced by Dana. I am sure Harry is great seducer and an even better shag. It run's in that family," Amelia said watching her niece turn pure red in a full body blush.
{n}
The Future of the Boy-Who-Lived
The Wizengamot passed a law forbidding certain wizards from leaving Magical Great Britian Today.
In less than thirty minutes, they had to repeal the law or face ICW sanction.
The questions are, why the Wizengamot feels they need to stop the Boy-Who-Lived from leaving England?
Since no member nor the minister's office would answer the question or comment.
The other question, why would the Boy-Who-Lived want to stay?
Let's start with the law.
One week after he defeated You-Know-Who, the Wizengamot passed a law that states only purebloods can be minister to prevent Harry Potter from ever becoming minister of magic.
Mister Potter could never become higher that a senior person in any part of the ministry. Only purebloods have been promoted above that in the last one hundred years.
One of his betrothed is considered the brightest witch of her age. Her test scores for the last four years have been above outstanding with distinction. She could get twelve or more NEWTS and since she is a muggleborn, she wouldn't even be able to get to any senior positions in the ministry.
Would she even be safe to work at the ministry? Several times the Wizengamot has tried to pass laws that would allow all sorts of horrors like rape be inflicted on her would not be illegal if they were done by a pureblood.
The last item, Mister Potter wants to invest locally. He does not feel that is a valid risk while in Magical Britain. According to the book of names, every year twenty percent of the names are purebloods. The remaining is split between mix blood and muggleborns. Yet when we look at adult magical society. Fifteen percent are pureblood, twenty percent is mix blood. A remaining ten percent are muggleborn. Forty-five percent have left or are missing. That is not a sustainable society.
Luna Lovegood – Quibbler Senior Correspondent