Chapter 9

It was a harsh day for the headmaster. Albus had read the latest article of the quibbler. Before he finished reading, he realized he would have to leave the breakfast in the hall. Again, some of his machinations were exposed to the public. Such exposure was against his greater good.

He had forgotten about the law he had passed right after that fateful Halloween night. How long until the public found out he had openly sponsored that law? It would not do for the greater good to have Harry as the minister of magic. That was more true today than were the prat was still in nappies. Albus needed a minister that he could influence let alone control.

The ICW had called a special session. The first on the docket was his latest greater good law. The Quibble brought out the law that he wanted to be passed. The first time it would have been if the ICW hadn't threated sanctions last time. Albus was happy that most purebloods wanted it to pass. That is what mattered, not how it would impact on the muds. The mudbloods were just animals, not humans to have their virtue and body be protected. Besides, purebloods need more power to put down the muds.

It also pointed out in the article that no matter how hard you applied yourself to school, whose loins you came from were what mattered. He could see more purebloods becoming slackers. He really couldn't blame them. If four NEWTs at acceptable would get you a job even if you went up against someone with twelve outstanding NEWTs who was a muggleborn. The only upside, more mudbloods would leave. When they realized that.

The second item on the docket would be ICW saving the muds. At least any law, when it passed since the ICW was pissed at Magical Britain it would, it would not go into effect until after September first. His only concern was what was in the proposed action, the ICW it would fine Magical Britain to allow those that fled to recoup what they prepaid for their Hogwarts's tuitions. Well that was Minerva's problem. His was assure magical Britain that Hogwarts was eternal.

Albus sighed. Cornelius had sent him an owl because of the last part of the Quibbler article which was the hardest to deal with. The ministry, and most purebloods saw this as proof their culture was safe. It seemed that every merchant in Hogsmeade, Diagon, and Knockturn Alley have raised a hue and cry. He had no clue how to deal with whatever customer base was. Cornelius would just have to deal with it himself.

Part of him wanted to just threaten those greedy bastards, but he had to worry about the ICW was all over those numbers. They had questions about if Hogwarts had denied mudbloods. He could deny that but those numbers did not lie. Of course he had only allowed enough mudbloods to cover that year's expenses, not a single mud more. The ICW had no right to tell him who he could admit to his precious school.

He knew it would be only a matter of time before the ICW would fine Britain for illegal binding and oblivating of muggleborns. The ICW DMLE would be jumping all over the British DMLE for that. It only sucked for Albus; he knew Cornelius had kept that from Madam Bones. So his was the only name on the forms. Then there would be investigations about how many less than pureblood have died. Both Hogwarts and the ministry had under reported the number and reasons for deaths of that scum.

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"What did you think of your lover's article?" Amelia asked with a twinkle in her eyes. Tonks had already sent her a patronus saying that all the revelations had been excluded from the head of the DMLE. The documents were all signed Dumbledore and Fudge. At this point, there was no way she would not take Delacour's offer.

"She did a good job about Harry's viewpoint. Luna assured me that none of it was approved of by you before she published it. Daphne even liked it. I think it she and her sister will use to remove all the good fellows out of magical Britain." Susan replied.

"So this is the last summer you will be in this country. What would you like to do and see?" Amelia asked.

"I would like to go to the Alnwick Guarden with Daphne and Luna. Hell, I would love to go to Botany Bay Beach with them. The rest training with Tonks and whatever Harry needs." Susan replied.

"Okay, though I have to ask why those two?" Amelia asked with a raised eyebrow.

"It will be fun," Susan said not admitting to anything.

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"Susan, we have a problem," Amelia said.

"What now aunty?" Susan enquired.

"Senior undersecretary, Dolores Umbridge will be your DA-DA teacher next year." Amelia said.

"Interesting, I will send an owl to everyone." Susan said.

"Just be careful. I intend to discuss the situation with several parents seen. I plan on protecting you by mass." Amelia said.

"Thank you, aunty." Susan said hugging her aunt.

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"SUSAN!" Tonks screamed.

"What is it aunty?" Susan said wondering why her aunt woke her up.

"Dementors attacked Harry and Hermione in downtown London just a few hours ago." Nymphadora said. "Your aunt ordered me to come check on you. Stay with you the rest of the night. Most of all, let you know that Harry and Hermione are safe."

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"Susan, can our world get any more vile?" Amelia asked over dinner the next night.

"What happened now?" Susan asked.

"Fudge is sponsoring a new law. The head of house will not be able to marry a muggleborn."

"That is directed just at Harry and Hermione. Do you think Harry knows?" Susan asked.

"I sent Tonks to make sure he did. Well, to violating anything since Fudge declared it a national security law. Tonks talked to Marchbanks, who has tea with Andromeda, who will let her sister know who will of course…" Amelia said.

"Have you been around Daphne?" Susan asked.

"Actually Aelia. We are making sure you have a bug out ability, just in case." Amelia said.

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"Well Tonks? I know that aunty expected a late night, so what happened? Was Harry declared innocent?" Susan demanded.

"Not only innocent, but up fifty thousand galleons. His attorney will be getting ten thousand. Albus tried to interrupt the proceedings and be Harry's barrister. Harry told him to bugger off."

"So, we all go ahead as planned?"

"Unless something else comes up." Tonks said.

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"Does your lover ever get a break?" Tonks asked sadly.

"I doubt it. What happened now?" Susan asked.

"Sirius was killed by the slasher. Oh, and Harry is having a family meeting tomorrow." Tonks said watching her friend and favorite trainee. Since being her boss's special assistant, she knew Amelia was keeping stuff from the ministry. It gave her plausible deniability. She knew it would have to remain that way until she became a French Auror.

Susan thought for a few minutes. She knew Harry would never kill Sirius. Her aunt had a fling with that mut. Amelia was not home crying. Harry and Luna were the slasher. Sirius was not dead but somewhere else. The meeting was the pre-school planning session.

This left two questions, was Tonks in the know? If not, would she agree with the methods the cete used to survive? Better to play innocent until she knew more. "Poor Harry."

"Yes, poor Harry. I will be taking you to Harry for the meeting. It would look strange if you are seen away from here without me." Tonks said with a blush.

"Sorry about that. It was fun to get sun all over." Susan said, thinking what she needed to know and say at the meeting. The fact that she was not distraught had told Nymphadora that her cousin was not really dead. She would have to reward Harry for that. Sirius was her favorite cousin.

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"Well, we have a week. Any ideas of what the school year will be like?" Harry asked.

"I am glad I passed my Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests. So, I am no longer in school." Fleur teased.

"Yes, you did brat. How well did you do?" Hermione teased back.

"Good enough that I am now an apprentice curse breaker at Gringotts. They were going to post me in London; but with some of the new laws; they posted me in Paris. I start on the first." Fleur parried.

"Good, I moved everything from 12 Grimmauld Place and the Black family vault to the Paris Gringotts. I need someone I trust to make that stuff safe; especially the library. Once the library is safe, it will be moved to here." Harry said smirking at his wife.

"Where will this ship be staying while we are in Hogwarts?" Hermione asked.

"Officially, Calais; unofficial, Vestbygd. In case we need a quick evacuation." Harry said. "We need to get our owls done as soon as we can."

"Why is that a factor this year?" Susan asked first. She already knew that some proposed laws would make the school year worse for her sister-wife. Internally she smiled at the sister-wife part. Her new family was coming together.

"Dolores Umbridge will be the new DA-DA teacher. I was wondering who would assign such a worthless textbook when I picked up your school supplies. That led me back to the ministry and Umbridge." Narcissa said.

"Do you have any good news for us, Cissa?" Susan asked. She remembered several lectures her aunt and Nymphadora had with her about the slag, Umbridge.

"Yes, this will be your last year at Hogwarts. Next year you will all be at Beauxbâtons Academy of Magic. All of your parents agreed."

"I thought we were going to wait until Yule to ask?" Harry inquired.

"The change was pushed by Amelia, actually. While it was kept out of the Prophet, twelve Aurors were let go for "budget reasons." Narcissa continued. "And it will get worse."

"What do you mean, worse?" Hermione chimed in.

"There are new bills in the Wizengamot. It is almost as if Tom and Albus were working together. One bill forbids the press or internal documents from referring to or even using the name: Death Eaters or Order of the Phoenix. Being members of either group will no longer be a crime."

"Are there more bills that affect first-generational or half-bloods?" Hermione asked.

"Not yet; but they will be coming. That is part of the reason we have a large group leaving for France and the continent." Narcissa said. "Not just Harry, and his family."

"Well, when do we spring this on Dumblefuck?" Harry asked.

"I got all the paperwork. We will only need Minerva's signature and your final school records. Thanks to you for appointing me to the Regent of House Black; we are ready for it. My plan happens on the last day of school. Soon after Yule break; you will be taking your owls. The staff at Hogwarts does not know about this. I have three portkeys ready to take all of us to Peterhead. The boat will meet us there. We will head north so we get out of Great Britain as soon as possible. The plan is to go around Ireland and down through Gibraltar to Les Cabanes de Fleury. That is the final base for the boat." Narcissa said.

"So, it is all planned out?" Harry asked.

"Unless there is something that changes it. I will meet you in McGonagall's office." Narcissa said.

"At the same time, Amelia and Tonks will owl in their resignation papers. Then they will also portkey to meet us. We have a year to change the plan if needed; if not it is ready to go."

"The same day; according to my aunt; another large group of Aurors and unspeakables plans on quitting. Amelia, Tonks, and the group of Aurors will have jobs in the French, German, and ICW DMLEs that start the next day." Susan added. Her aunt said that except for Shacklebolt, every remaining auror would be worthless in a fight. Even worse in the war.

"By that, would it be safe to say that the Aurors that have already been cut; were worthless anyway?" Harry asked. He laughed when he saw Susan nodding fervently. "What is going on with the DoM?"

"The Wizengamot is shutting down the DoM. So, every unspeakable will be leaving the island, eventually." Narcissa said. Susan did not correct her. They did not need to know that the DoM would be gone with them to the continent.

"Well, that is stupid. So, back to us, it is all set. We just need to safely get to Hogwarts. Do we have a plan for that?" Harry asked.

"Yes, I will side you to a pub that has a floo. We will then floo to the Three Broom Sticks. We will walk to the castle. We will get into the apartment before the express even gets to Hogsmeade. We will clear the apartment and then call the house elves with our trunks. Right before the feast starts, we will enter the hall."

"Why does this seem like a mission plan?"

"Because we need to make a statement of arriving at the same time, unharmed. The only question is, do you want to be in the DA-DA class?" Narcissa asked.

"Opinions?" Harry asked.

"Do we do this Slytherin style or Gryffindor style?" Daphne asked.

"What is the difference?" Hermione asked.

"The amount of cunning or stupidity," Daphne replied with a smirk.

"The more cunning the better," Harry said noticing the other girls all nodded.

"Your turn to lead us, my lovely snake," Harry said. This reminded Susan that Harry did not need to lead all the time. Especially when that person's plan was better than anything he could come up with for the situation.

"We just do not go to the DA-DA class. We will eventually be called in about that. We show our owl results. In the best case; we get a free period for the rest of the year. Worse case, we get told to attend the six-year class. If that is the case, we don't show up for that class. Then we will be called in again. Then we show our newt results." Daphne said with a devilish smile.

"What do you expect to happen to make us show up to the six-year class?" Hermione asked.

"Either a ministerial decree we can challenge at the Wizengamot or an actual Wizengamot decision," Narcissa said.

"So, we basically keep making them play catch up," Harry said.

"Yes, it could be rinsed and repeated a few times. We would get a free period most of the year. I can think of how we can use that period." Daphne said with a suggestive look despite her blush.

"You all agree with that plan?" Harry asked. All the girls agreed but Fleur. Fleur was obviously jealous of not getting to shag Harry over the school year like the other girls.

"Anything else?" Harry said scared to hear a response.

"Dumblefuck has acquired some loyalty potions," Narcissa said.

"As a precaution; we will have to check all of the food and drink for potions. I think it will be worse next year."

"Probably; now we have a couple of other issues you need to know about," Narcissa said.
"What now?" Hermione asked shaking her head.

"All of the Potter, Peverell, and Black properties have been sold. Your home, Susan, is in escrow, the escrow will end the last day of school. The same with you, Luna. The Greengrass properties in England, have all been sold. They have moved most of their possessions to France. They are currently living in a friend's townhouse in London. I would not be surprised if the rest of your friends follow suit." Narcissa said. Susan wondered where her aunt was going to be living for the rest of the year. The ossuary had been emptied. Her aunt even removed the wards this morning.

"Mercenaries were hired to wipe out the acromantula colony in the forbidden forest. That had a couple of impacts. Quite a number of mercenaries were killed in the process. This will increase the cost to people that want to hire mercenaries; like Dumblefuck and Riddle." Narcissa said. "You made about three million galleons from that; after paying the mercenaries."

"Well, that is very Slytherin, Cissa," Harry said.

"My pleasure my lord, I am sure you will reward me very pleasurably," Narcissa replied.

"Any other news of Tom?" Susan asked.

"Yes, the news of him being a poor half-blood, has seriously hampered his recruitment," Narcissa said.

"Is there anything else we need to discuss, decide, or anything like that?" Harry asked.

"Yes, who gets you tonight?" Daphne said.

"Well, I have never had Daphne and Susan. So that is my choice. Susan cheered at this. The puff in her wanted to share Harry with all of the girls.

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Susan was waiting in the abandoned classroom Luna told her to be in. She was draped with Harry's cloak and had his M1911. Luna said that after immobilizing the muggleborn, the seventh-years would be putting up silencing spells. She was horrified about this. It was not the fact that she would be stopping a rape, no. She would be using ice bullets so that not even her aunt would be able to solve this.

It was also bad that everyone would be killing tonight. Between a darkmark wannabe's target and a Gryffindor that was badmouthing Albus, tonight everyone had someone to save. Though how they would all get away with it would be the question. She knew Hermione would have Harry's silenced pistol, so at least that would make her safe. How Daphne, Cissa, and Luna would leave no trace was the worry. She almost pitied the other safe kill tonight. The Ravenclaw seventh year prefects were going to ambush Harry. While the portraits were spies, they could not lie or be confounded.

Enough musings, she thought as the door opened and a floating nude puff first year was being levitated into the room. It really chaffed her that pureblood puffs could treat one of their own like this. It was worse because this was male on male rape and two on one. Once the idiots cast locking and silencing charms on the door, she opened fired.

The day kept getting more depressing for her, she missed one shot. Both of her targets had taken three and were dying on the floor. The missing round grazed the floating nude boy. She gathered up all the brass while making sure she could not be seen by the boy.

She wished she could do more for the boy. Susan did not know where his clothes were. It was obvious that the boy's attackers had groped the boy enough to leave bruises before they entered the classroom. He would fall to the floor when the spells stopped working to add to his injury. It also irked her she could even hug the boy and say it would be alright. Well he was at least now better. He did not see what the bullets did to the older boys. All he heard were seven load pops.

Once the both boys died, the spells ended and she fled the classroom to head back to their room. Once clear enough she dodged into a broom closet to reload, and put-up Harry's cloak. She now had to look upset. The painting across from the closet had seen her enter it after the feast. Time to snuggle in with the cete. She needed to be held by those that loved her.

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Susan wondered if she had upset fate. She was almost to their apartment when she came across Harry, Dumbledore, McGonagall, and two dead Ravenclaws. Fortunately it was across from the Lady of Shalott.

"Harry, I am demanding you to relinquish your wand and come with me." Albus said in short of a bellow.

"Why would he do that headmaster?" Susan asked as she walked up to Harry and put her wand arm around his waist. She was proficient in shooting with either hand and had her other arm behind her back on the butt of the M1911 stuck in her skirt.

"Harry killed two Ravenclaws for no reason." Albus said as though it should not even be a question.

"Really, well Lady, can you tell us what happened?" Susan asked the portrait.

"That gentleman was walking by me when two spells from behind him almost hit him. One was green, one was red. He ran into that alcove there and returned spells." The portrait answered.

"Did you do Prior Incantato, headmaster? It seems Harry was just defending himself." Susan said sweetly.

"Miss Bones, you do not tell me how to do my job." Albus growled.

"I am not. But between that portrait, our testimony and possibly Harry's memories, the DMLE would never arrest Master, Potter." Susan said. "To close the investigation, their wands and that spell is all that would be needed."

"Yes, headmaster, despite already declaring me guilty without doing even the most cursory of investigation, you are wrong, I am not giving up my wand or going with you. In fact, I am taking Susan here to apartment and going to sleep. Goodnight." With that Harry led Susan the rest of the way back to their apartment.

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At their apartment the rest of the cete plus Narcissa were waiting for them. However, no one looked happy. Hermione looked the worst.

"What is wrong?" Susan asked.

"The bitch I stopped killed her hostage." Daphne said. "The same thing happened with Hermione. The bastard she shot killed his victim on the way down.

"Mine showed up already naked and had signs of being molested before he entered the classroom." Susan admitted.

"The only Brightside. Thanks to Luna, we did save some, and if we didn't have that take or the will to use it, what happened tonight would be much, much, much, worse." Harry said trying to cheer them up. "Now, everyone naked, Cissa expand the bed, we all need to sleep in a cuddle pile tonight."

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Educational Decree

Defense Against the Dark Arts classes is now compulsory for ALL students from the first through the seventh year.

Signed: Dolores Jane Umbridge

High Inquisitor of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

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Amelia was tired. It had been a long night. She had passed her Rubicon last night. She knew her actions were going to get her accused of treason. Her other option, stay, and probably die either by incompetence, Albus, or Tom. That would likely take Susan with her. She had hoped that something would change, since it did not, so she had no real choice. Now how to get a message to her Susan. Everyone important to her was going to leave Hogwarts at the end of the year. She needed to know without Albus knowing. Also, a short chat with Griselda meant that she knew her niece was taking her OWLs early.

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It was a red-letter morning for Amelia. She was still emotionally exhausted when both Dolores and Albus summoned her to Hogwarts. Once she got there, she wanted to vomit. Several students had been killed last night, but that was not why she and her aurors were being summoned. Dolores was sure Harry and his ladies had private documents that had apparently embarrassed her and the ministry. Dolores had a fit when she couldn't use veritaserum Harry's group. Personally she would have bet over a hundred galleons that Harry was innocent of that crime. Her guess, Narcissa, Luna, or Daphne. She also could not send aurors to arrest the international press.

If that was not bad enough; Albus said his wand was stolen. Why he was acting insane about it was beyond her. He had another working wand. Neither the wand nor the papers were in Harry's apartment.

The only upsides, she had been able to scare Albus enough so that Susan could contact her securely, taking a force of Aurors to the school every week was the only solution. She also had a note of pride, Tonks quit Albus's order. Kingsley had not though.

There was also an amusing point. Albus was sure Harry was the slasher and had killed the Black. The fool refused to accept Harry's magical oath on the matter. She, herself would be willing to take that oath. Harry did not and would not kill Sirius.

It also showed her yet one more time, magical Britian was a cesspool. Neither Dolores nor Albus let her do more than collect the bodies and the wands of the dead students. They did not care about the children at all.

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"Susan, wait up," Hannah said.

"Hello Hannah." Susan replied somewhat reservedly. Ever since she moved in with the cete, Hannah had been giving her the cold shoulder.

Hannah was stumped. Other than saying hello, Susan just stood there and looked at her. "Susan, I …

I am sorry we have grown so apart. I mean... I" Hannah tried.

Susan was not going to let her off that easily. She heard how her name was blackened in the warren, likely by both Hannah and Neville. The jealousy from Tracy towards her because people suspected all the cete members were lovers was also a factor. Tracy still wanted Daphne to dump them and come back to her. So she just stood and waited.

After a few minutes Neville joined Hannah. He noticed that neither girl was saying anything.

"Susan, I am sorry things are the way they are. But you have to understand, the actions your group has done and has rumored to have done, makes it look like you are going dark." Neville tried.

"Self-Defense is not dark. It is grey. Neville, you know that. The aurors that taught us that year made a point of that." Susan replied.

"What about the deaths of the merfolk?" Hannah shot back.

"Considering the pillars. Well, let's step back, Harry's name being put in the goblet by a death eater, then the dragon trying to kill him not just stop him. Harry didn't want to take the risk. Considering what he caught the merfolk doing, they deserved to die. They had planned on raping and killing an eight-year-old girl, remember." Susan replied.

"Hermione could have found a way to stun them." Neville retorted. "Not kill them."

"She tried, that is what the explosions were. Any stunned merfolk would not have been affected by the subsequent potion the depth things produced. McGonagall had asked Hermione what she was making. Funny how the merfolk was shielded from that effect. I am glad that Daphne, at the last second found a potion to increase the stun time. Too bad it was poisonous to awake merfolk." Susan replied. This seemed to shock both Neville and Hannah.

"Yeah, not everything is black and white." Susan said. "From start to finish no one, not even Harry was completely untainted. The difference is, we at least tried to keep the body count down. Now beside saying I am going dark or I have to leave Harry and the others for my own good. Which is contrary to what my aunt, thinks. What do you want?"

"We are not doing so well in DA-DA. We would like you to train us." Neville asked.

"Maybe Hermione also." Hannah said.

"I will see what can be done, no promises. I am sure Hermione would like to help." Susan said. Ignoring the stage whisper of "Just to show off her intelligence" from Hannah.

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"Hermione, you heard what happened at Hogsmeade?" Susan asked.

"Yes, but why are you…"

"I don't want them to get into trouble. Please find a way we can help them without actually teaching them anything ourselves." Susan said.

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Susan loved the weekly meeting with her aunt. She just didn't love the need for them. Nor the nightly charm check on their apartment. Albus kept finding ways to leaving eaves dropping charms and trying to butt into the meeting between her and Amelia. Today's meeting was because her aunt was here at Hogwarts to remove two more bodies. Purebloods that apparently screwed up their potions and paid for it with their lives. She did not want to mention the rumor of twincest around the dead. Harry had apologized, but she felt none was needed. Narcissa would never have gotten justice, so revenge was all they could provide. She just hopes Narcissa would not go after them or Harry now.

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Finally it was Yule break. They did not get to see Fleur but they did get to spend time shopping in Paris. What teenage girl would not accept that as a second place. On the way back, things got depressing again. Luna was not sure if the cete had been able to affect a prophecy. If they didn't her little blonde seer made sure that only Narcissa would die.

Then Harry sprang some surprising news.

"Ladies, if you are wondering where our milf is, she is setting up our spring break. The reason I was late to our Yule dinner, I met with Sébastién Delacour. It turns out, both the light and dark factions are pushing on the ICW. To be safe, we will have to marry over Beltane. I will be married to Fleur on my sixteenth birthday. I will then be Harry James Delacour. So, I need to know; do you all still want to get married?" Harry inquired.

"We can still name our children what we want to?" Susan asked. Still not believing Harry had just asked. Now, would he answer in such a way her aunt would approve?

"Yes, your first son, can be a Bones. You can bear a Lovegood, and you can choose a Greengrass or something else my lovely snake." Harry said.

"Delacour, Potter, or Jones, I don't care. I want healthy children; names are not an issue." Hermione said.

"If you become a Delacour; will that make us all wives rather than consorts?" Susan asked. She realized she was being petty now. If Harry continued to treat them all equally, what did it matter about her title? She really didn't want to be known as a second or more wife. Consorts for an unknown reason had higher status to the pureblood elite.

"The reverse, when I marry Fleur, the rest of you will officially become consorts. I will still treat you equally regardless of title. Fleur agrees with that." Harry said. "When we leave for France; it is likely that our home family lineages will be abolished by the Wizengamot. That is part of why we will do the selloff. Nothing left in Magical Britain can and probably will be seized. That is also why you will all be consorts."

"What does Narcissa think of that?" Susan asked. She did not like what was happening. She apparently would still pass on the Bones name, but the Bones legacy would soon end. She was sure that she was the only girl that of the cete that cared about that. Narcissa would agree with her though. Narcissa wanted her legacy.

"We will marry when I turn seventeen. She will be a consort of House Black if it remains. If it does not; we probably will not be married." Harry said. "Also, if she does not betray us."

There it was. Harry thought it was likely that Narcissa will betray them some point in the future. That had to be stopped. Even if it meant Narcissa had to die, Susan thought.

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"Are you sure about this, Daphne?" Susan asked for the third time. Daphne wanted to her to do the ultimate betrayal of the law. So was Harry being tried on a trumped-up charge.

"Yes, of course. Umbridge has sent a group of Aurors to arrest us before the trial. They are all dirty Aurors. I would bet more than a few have the dark mark. "Daphne said. Susan was so not happy with this. Even dirty aurors deserve a trial. But if they truly came to kill them, not arrest them. Damn she couldn't take the risk.

"Are you ready, Luna? Hermione?" Daphne asked. Susan nodded so Daphne wouldn't ask her. She did not want to explain her conflict. She had been raised by an auror. Daphne was putting them in a position where unlike, Hestia, killing was the only option.

"Yes." Hermione replied.

"Yes, can I have pudding after I feed their bodies to the giant squid?" Luna responded.

"Luna!" The three girls growled together. Susan was not bothered by the body disposal. If they cast the first curse though. It was that Luna always wanted to have either sex, pudding, or both. There was something wrong with Luna.

"Reducto!" All four said in unison as four red-robed wizards were walking up the stairs. Susan was partially relieved. She saw that unlike clean aurors, they had unlicensed wands in hand. Not the regulation wands with auror rings on them.

"Well, that was fun. Diminuendo, Diminuendo, Diminuendo, Diminuendo. There, take them to the squid." Daphne ordered. "And yes, you can have pudding for dessert."

"I am so glad you are our friend. Damn, Slytherins know how to set an ambush." Susan said. Daphne proved they were corrupt aurors and capped them.

"And get the information to set the ambush," Hermione added.

"We are the house of cunning, after all. It will be amusing to see the umbitch's face from the head table. She can't do or say anything." Daphne gloated. "Before you ask, yes, I have proof they were bent and were being paid to arrest us, take us out to the forest, and leave our bodies there, Susan. I will show you all but the source when we get back to the room."

Susan wanted to see the evidence. The actions of the aurors were so out of bounds. This evidence would clear all of her conflicts.

{S}

"Do you have any other questions, Susan?" Daphne asked as Susan was reading through the files Daphne gave her. Susan had to admit, killer aurors were a total disrespect to the rule of law. They all deserved to die. When a bobby kills someone who is a political threat to the minister; they became lawless thugs.

"Just one, the Weasleys." Susan replied while looking at the Slytherin girl. She was sure there was more to the situation. Given what she had just read, it would be more than likely, a situation that was totally buggered.

"Let us go through this backwards. Molly Weasley had a mastery in potions. Before her demise; someone was giving her a lot of money. She was using those galleons to buy expensive potion ingredients. Truth Serum, Lust, Loyalty, Hatred, Fertility, and Repulsion potions. Why would a house witch need to brew those potions, hmm?"

Susan was furious. Those type of potions could not be involved in anything less than a line theft plot.

"Then there was her attempt to kill Harry after the chamber of secrets. The assault on Harry and attempt to kidnap him before that."

Susan had seen the folder on that. Harry was just using that as a later justification. This did not surprise her. She was sure that Harry was not totally innocent.

"Then we get to the first time Molly was seen by Harry. She was on the muggle side of the platform, asking for the platform number again from her daughter. Considering how many times she and her children had taken the express, before that moment. That was a clear violation of the statute of secrecy. Why? She should know better even."

Of course, if it came out that Molly breeched the statute of secrecy, Dumbledore would have made sure that at worse, Molly would get a minor fine, not the minimum of five years in Azkaban. Harry would have proof she was a threat at that point.

"Then we get the last kicker. She signed a marriage contract for her daughter and Harry when they were still in nappies. That is just one Weasley. Even Mister Weasley is guilty. He voted for things that harmed Harry. "

A family that was the firm supporter, hell lapdogs of Albus, which were going after Harry. That meant that the Weasley needed her dead. Three of them tried to kill her and Harry at King's Cross. Harry had protected her even before they had met. That also meant that her first-year train ride was an assignation on Harry. The Weasley boy had tried to kill Harry. Case close. Harry did what he had to do.

"I know you want to follow the law; however, our enemies do not. To survive we must occasionally bend or break the law to survive. Cheer up though. All of us girls and Harry respect your opinion. We love having you for your sense of justice and desire to follow the laws. Whenever possible, we do follow your lead. It turns out that doing things legally is easier most of the time." Daphne finished, kissing the redhead passionately before taking the files back to her room.

Susan was relieved. Daphne had it correct. They had to survive.

The only bright side, she passed ten OWLs. One more than Harry. But was it fair that Harry had only taken nine.

{s}

"Mister Potter, Miss Greengrass, Miss Granger, Miss Bones. I was told to tell you; you are confined to your apartment from now through the rest of the week. You can ask a school elf to bring you food. "Flitwick said sadly.

Susan put her head in her hands to stop the laughing. When the teacher left, she would owe Daphne a galleon. She had been sure that McGonagall would do Albus's dirty work today. Hermione thought that Dolores would do it. Hmm, what to do now. It was too early to pack. No need to study. What could a group of sexually active, horny teens and a milf will do to pass the time. Hmm.

"What about our owls, professor?" Hermione asked while handing Daphne a galleon. Susan was sure that Hermione wanted her favorite teacher, to know they appreciated him.

"You will have to arrange them with the ministry during the summer, I am afraid." The short professor said with a smirk. Susan couldn't hold it in, her laughter filled the room.

"Okay, professor," Hermione said with a laugh. Flitwick smiled back.

{n}

He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is BACK!

Yesterday a group of terrorists led by You-Know-Who was caught trying to break into the Hall of Prophecy in the old Department of Mysteries. The result was every prophecy globe in the facility was destroyed.

The death eaters and their master were stopped by a group of masked vigilantes. Later, Albus Dumbledore engaged with he-who-shall-not-be-named. They were caught fighting by the minister and top ministry officials coming to stop the break-in.

{s}

Susan had a big grin on her face. The last few days were wonderful. This morning, the group shower was multi orgasmic. Once dried, dressed, and ready. She came out into their common area. After everyone was there, Narcissa grabbed their trunks. It was time to say good bye to Hogwarts. They had a quick breakfast then broke up to say good bye. Lunch today her time here was over.

{s}

It was just past noon, two days before term ended. The cete was just finishing lunch. Harry was nervous. Susan thought that it was game time. She noticed that Harry only had one blade and his holly wand. Susan was ready. Even though most of this was just a show for her pleasure and amusement.

Susan saw that three Aurors walk through the doors to The Great Hall. Everyone turned to see the Aurors as they went to the head table. The hall went silent. Harry had stood up and headed to the head table.

"If you will excuse me a moment. Mister Dumbledore?" Amelia asked

"To what do we owe the pleasure, Director Bones?" Dumbledore asked.

"I am sorry, we have to do this in such a public forum, Lord Potter," Amelia said.

"We are here to place you and Dolores Umbridge under arrest"

"Might I ask on what charges?" Albus asked.

"For Lord Potter, we have to arrest him on suspicion of conspiracy and murder," Amelia said evenly. "For Dolores Umbridge, using a restricted artifact on minors."

"Lord Potter, I am sorry to say this. May I have your blade and wand?" Amelia said.

"Absolutely Ma'am," Harry replied handing over the items.

"Thank you, if you do not try anything, we will not treat you harshly. Your solicitor is already at the DMLE." Amelia said. Her aunt turned to her and winked. Susan matched the smirk on her aunt's lips.

Harry was laughing, the umbitch had been stunned and was being levitated out of the hall. Other Aurors were joining them with evidence bags. Dumbledore's plan to keep them the castle this summer was now destroyed. Narcissa had told them how on the last day, they would have been summoned to the headmaster's office and told they had to stay all summer if they wanted to test for their OWLs.

{s}

Susan did not like the atrium in the Ministry. It was rather ugly. She wanted to be aboard the ship now. To be on their way to France. They had already stopped at the international portkey office, as expected, that was a non-starter. The minister had made it illegal for them the leave the island using any magical means. Now they were just waiting. An otter patronous showed up. It spoke, "Papa Foxtrot Uniform."

Susan sighed. Just like Daphne told her, it was not going to be an easy escape. They would use the worst-case escape plan. Luna pulled out a parchment from her robe, she broke the seal, and read it. She then burned it. She then turned and went to the public floo. She threw the envelope into the flame, it went pink, and the little blonde went into the flames.

Shacklebolt came towards them. "Harlots, this way. You will get to see your leader convicted and given to a dementor." He said that as he led them to the courtroom.

Susan was going to say something, but Daphne silenced her with a glare. She wondered how much Daphne knew about their escape plan. No one knew the plan except Harry's aunt. Aelia had gotten several envelopes to each of them, to only be opened in plan fucked up.

{s}

Susan had to admit, this was a kangaroo court. Harry Potter was on trial. Why was the public barred from attending? Then there was the dagger. She knew that Harry had two. Even she had used that particular blade. But it was not the slasher's blade.

Madam Marchbanks surprised her though. She had to cover her mouth to avoid laughing at how the chief witch put Dumbledore down.

Now, illegal evidence, what skullduggery did the bastard do now? How much more could the minister's stooge and Albus, tarnish the rule of law.

Rapist? Why did that not surprise her? Of course, Albus had no problem with rapists. Susan was disgusted with her old headmaster.

Susan shook her head. Albus just about admitted that he had Harry's house burned down with fiendfyre. It could have killed Harry, his aunt, sister, and mother. Judging from the looks of her aunt, Amelia could not use this against Albus. She would bet that Cornelius would not even allow her aunt to investigate. Small wonder her aunt and Tonks were resigning today. So would Marchbanks.

Susan now wanted to cry. How could a bigot get to be the senior undersecretary? If that happened, what was Fudge like when not in public? Too bad Luna's article could not be updated.

Well, she would have to go down on Daphne now. She called it right. If Harry had actually married either slag, her life expectancy was zero. The only surprise was that Ginevra was possessed. If anyone thought a person was possessed by Tom, it would be curse first.

Susan still held her breath. Even though the evidence was for Harry, this was a kangaroo court. Then the ruling, Harry was innocent of all charges. Time to leave.

{s}

On the way to the atrium, Susan saw Marchbanks head to the international portkey office. She waved and hit the floo bank. She removed one of the envelopes Aelia provided for her. It was time to leave. She just hoped that both Harry and Narcissa would be on the boat.

{n}

The Boy-Who-Fled

Magical Britain's most celebrity, Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, is leaving Magical Britain.

Word has come that he's transferring his education out of Hogwarts and Britain as a whole.

Headmaster Dumbledore has informed me that the documents that allow Harry Potter and a number of his friends to change schools were completed before the end of term by the late Deputy Headmistress Minerva McGonagall.

This is allowed under an ICW ruling. A ruling that Dumbledore does not believe is valid!

The ruling states that any student who has achieved three or more owls is allowed to transfer to another school to further their education.

This ruling will allow Harry and others to move their schooling to Beauxbâtons in France. At this time, Harry Potter has achieved nine OWLS. According to the minister's office; Mister Potter was not allowed to take his owls at this time; yet did. Investigation to follow.

Included in his friend's list; is Susan Bones; niece and ward of Amelia Bones, the prior head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement!

We at the Prophet are shocked at how Amelia could look down on Magical Britain that employed her by letting her child transfer. We are just glad to learn that she no longer retains her post. Minister Cornelius Fudge did the right thing in letting her go.

Now, my loyal readers, you might be asking yourselves why such matters are important; the first is the insult. It is an insult to all of Magical Britain that the Boy-Who-Lived would even think of taking education outside of Hogwarts. How can our national hero be allowed to just thumb his nose at his history and the society that adores and supports him? He did not even courage to ask our nation if he could leave; let alone should he leave.

Then there is the matter of his temptation.

Magical Britain was invaded by a filthy half-breed during the Tri-Wizard Tournament. The champion of Beauxbâtons was a veela. While she has been questioned by the ICW numerous times, we know that the harpy was able to sink her talons into our national hero and beguile him to leave us.

Then there is till HWSNBN; we, the minister and headmaster of Hogwarts demand the BWL finish off the evil specter of our way of life. Harry Potter is choosing to flee to France rather than save us again. How can Harry Potter leave us to that monster?

I know I have some questions that I want to be answered. I would call upon the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to bring the boy in for questioning and save him from the veela tart.

Rita Skeeter Correspondent.

Ministry agrees that Dolores Umbridge did torture students. See Page 16

{n}

Murder at the Ministry

Boy-Who-Killed?

By Rita Skeeter

The ministry was the scene of violence yesterday as a spell battle devolved between several wizards after a sanctioned duel.

According to Hogwarts Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter was leaving the ministry after his duel to prove High Inquisitor of Hogwarts, Dolores Umbridge did indeed torture students with restricted items. At the end of the duel; Albus tried to reason with the boy. To curb Harry of his recent bout of rebelliousness and desire to leave Magical Britain when things devolved into bloody chaos.

There was a disagreement that led to spell exchange. During that exchange, Deputy Headmistress Minerva McGonagall and Lady Narcissa Black were both killed. It was noted that Potter responded to the disagreement with dark magic.

There are questions about the confrontation. Did our fallen hero start it? Was he the first to use lethal spells? Was he the one that killed Undersecretary Dolores Umbridge? She was alive at the end of her duel with Harry Potter.

We at the Prophet demand the ministry to investigate the altercation before trying our fallen hero.

That confrontation threw the Ministry into an uproar, dear readers. For the teen to be so willing to use black magic, to be so willing to kill; it shows Potter has a strong leaning to become the next Dark Lord.

Headmaster Dumbledore in particular was extremely disappointed with Mister Potter.

Dumbledore pointed out that our fallen hero would not have fallen if he had not as his student, rejected the headmaster's guidance and authority. Nor if he hadn't joined with the slags he has betrothed too.

Minister Fudge has a different opinion. In his own words: Potter murdered my secretary and used dark magic. Because of that, I will end Potter's days as an outlaw. If he does not present himself to the ministry and surrender in the next twenty-four hours, he will be declared a fugitive and hunted down like the criminal he is.

Minister Fudge has authorized both a curse and kiss on sight if he does not turn himself in. When the minister demanded the seizure of Potter's finances; Gringotts told him that all the wealth they held was no longer in England.

The minister wants a trial about the deaths of Dolores Umbridge, Narcissa Black, and Minerva McGonagall. He also wants an inquiry into where our fallen hero learned his dark magic.

Fudge continued. I will include all of his wives and consorts in this ruling except Hermione Potter nee Granger and Daphne Lenora Black nee Greengrass. For that muggleborn and Slytherin, who I am sure showed the BWL the black magic, are both subject to the kiss on sight and curse on sight order effective at the time of printing. I have instructed Pius Thickness, the new head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, to personally bring them in, and all of his other wretches to face justice.

What will become of the fallen hero? Will the once-revered Boy-Who-Lived face the justice he so richly deserves? Or has he already fled the country?

{n}

New Taxes and Tuition Rates

Minister Fudge announced that all muggle-born business in Magical Britain will have their tax rate increase from 5% to 25%. Businesses with multiple partners or owners will be taxed at the new rate if any are muggle-born.

On a related note, tuition at Hogwarts for muggleborns will triple starting the term in September. Students with a muggle-born grandparent will be charged double the normal rate. The same rate will apply to anyone who is a child or grandchild of a half-blood. This rate was approved by the school board.

{s}

It was the first night. Susan was scared. She was all alone in a room at the Woodbine Guest House in Idrigil. She had to agree with Aelia, splitting them up would provide the most safety. Food under stasis charm, a broom shrunken with a way to break the charm, muggle cloths and muggle money. Today she needed to take a car to Newton. The next day she had to be at Fashven B&B.

The room in Newton had a note from Daphne.

{m}

Sue

If you want to poke the ministry in the eye, join Mione, and I for dinner.

The house at 24 Duddingston Cres, Newton Broxburn has a floo in a hidden room. Use it as say, Blackburn Tesco. Use the enclosed pound notes to get a taxi to the Fence Gate Lodge in Burnley.

The meat pie there is to die for. The meat pie is created with Japanese Wagyu beef, Matsutake mushrooms, and winter black truffles. The gravy is made with 1982 Chateau Mouton Rothschild.

Daph

{s}

She loved the dinner, it was divine. The fact that she saw aurors come out of the building as her taxi was almost out of view of the building made it even better.

The next day was horrible. It took almost the entire day for the car to get her to Strathy in Thurso. She got there too late to find a place to sleep. So she bundled up in a bush not far for the beach toilet.

She slept poorly. At least her alarm charm woke her up. In a few hours or early the next morning, she would get on a broom fly to meet up with Hermione and Daphne. Then to a rowboat with Harry on it.

{s}

Other than being tired, wet, and cold, Susan was happy. Aelia's patronous had let her know where to go and when. It was a long day. She had been on her broom since one that morning.

It was now almost eight, she thought. Over the sound of the waves and the surf, she heard a muggle device playing a song she heard on the They had to be in the rowboat before the mist burned off. Everything went to plan. But Harry was now just below them in the small boat.

{s}

Susan ate a brief lunch then crashed in a bed in the hold. She was happy, more so when she woke up in time for lunch the next day.

"Hermione, what all happened? Where is Cissa? What happened after we left the ministry?" Susan asked.

"Cissa got our school paperwork and got it to me before the ministry fiasco. She accompanied Harry to his dual with Umbitch. Harry hasn't said anything about it other than Dumbledick cast the spells that killed Cissa and Dolores. Cissa took a spell that would have harmed Harry. Harry is a bit bummed about it. We are on com silence until we get past the Cape Town." Hermione said.

"I don't know what the feel about Cissa, how do you feel about it?" Susan asked.

"We knew there was going to major kerfuffle in the ministry. It was going to be dangerous. I am just surprised Dumbledore killed Dolores. That he started a spell battle with Harry was pretty much a given. I am happy Harry got out unharmed. Beyond that, I don't know. It hurts but Harry…" Hermione said almost crying.

Susan hugged her, "It will get better. "

{s}

Susan started smiling after the first week. It took her that long with a few breakdowns for her to get over Cissa. She knew that seventy days on the sea, even with occasional ports, would stress them out. A few weeks of tanning and sex sounded good though.

{s}

Cape town was pretty boring. There was nothing excited until she saw a group of adults trying to get access to Harry.

Her claims of rape got muggle aurors to show up. Adults putting their hands on children was universally taboo.

Then Hermione got a newspaper. Susan was shocked that Harry was worth ten thousand galleons to British Ministry. She was also upset. They put money on all their heads. She was the second lowest at only two thousand. Luna pouted. She was only worth seven hundred.

{m}

Susan Bones

Niece

Plans change. Expect to be boarded and searched.

Five clicks due west of Phare du Planier is a beautiful place.

The plan is for me and a representative of the ICW to meet you when you dock. It is likely that we will need to arrest Harry. He might not like it, but he can expect to spend about thirty days in a cell since that is all the ICW can hold him without giving him a public trial.

Harry will expect to be questioned about the slasher and probably the two deaths at the ministry.

Madam Amelia Bones

Deputy Director, Law Enforcement Magical, France

{s}

"Do you think we should tell Harry about this?" Susan asked.

"Absolutely not, well, that location, yes. The fact he will be in a cell for thirty days, no. He will have to punish us. After the last time, he was totally upset with us, it took us several days to recover," Luna said with a wide grin. "I was stretched, choked, etc., and came until I mentally collapsed. It was heaven and hell."

All the other girls blushed. They were sure that Harry would come up with something appropriate. They were looking for it.

{s}

"Well, will you look at that? Both French and ICW Aurors. I don't see either my aunt or Sébastién. This should be fun." Susan said. All of the teens looked at the shore; the boat crew was throwing lines at people on the shore. Soon they would have a gangplank to go down.

{s}

Susan had a large amount of fear now. Harry was extremely rough on her nights with her. She was not sure if she could handle it harder but that is what she wanted. That was the only fly in the ointment. She got to see her aunt regularly. Both ladies were happy. Both France and the ICW DMLEs respected the rule of law. There were no I am above the law because I came from pureblood parents. Her aunt even gave her ICW, French, and Swiss policy books for her to learn. Life was good.

{n}

Harry Potter Wrotting in Gaol.

It was announced by the ICW DMLE that the French DMLE is holding Harry Potter. He swore a magical oath that the charges of the British Ministry are false. He is demanding a full public hearing with veritaserum to determine if both the French and ICW DMLE will release him to the British Ministry.

The British Ministry is demanding that he must be turned over to them; they refuse to allow Mister Potter to have his public extradition hearing. If the British Ministry refused the hearing; Mister Potter will be released and determined to be innocent of all the crimes the British are alleging against him.

{s}

Susan was cursing her luck. She never won Rock, Parchment, or Wand. She got the last slot every time. She did not get the special night. She really wanted to be a victim to Luna so much. Luna was both extremely scary and pleasure-causing. Even though Harry would be breaking the law; she did not mind now. As long as it was for the good of the family, she no longer cared nor did she let it bother her. It was family first, now and forever.

{m}

Slaughter of Death Eaters at Durmstrang

It came to our attention that Monday night, over thirty students and teachers were slaughtered by unknown means at the school. All of the dead were found to have the he-who-shall-not-be-named brand on their arms. I repeat only students and teachers that had the brand were killed; all others were left unharmed.

The Romanian DMLE stated that none of the students nor teachers had any information about who perpetrated the slaughter.

On a related note, an unknown source provided this paper with documents from the dead deputy headmistress. These documents show how the unnamed terrorist was going to take over the school with the help of his branded that went there. Their deaths stopped this tragedy.

While vigilantism is illegal; this time it saved many innocent lives.

{s}

Susan was hugged by her aunt. She loved meeting her aunt at a café. Their favorite was the Café de la Roquette in Arles. "How are you, Susan?"

"I am doing great. How are you?" Susan replied.

"Life is good. I work in a good department, the only issue I have is my old department. They were sloppy and unprofessional now. How could you be stupid enough to go on a special mission and other than your Auror ID and the formal robes. One of the dead Aurors actually had his badge on him. How stupid was that? Amelia said.

"I did not hear that from Harry," Susan replied.

"That is because that happened only at a certain hotel." Amelia replied.

"What an idiot. Is there anything I need to know about in this mess?" Susan asked.

"Yes, expect Harry to be next to dead soon." Amelia said with a Cheshire smirk.

"What do you mean?" Susan asked with a lot of worry. Her aunt only was now back to showing her humor. That level of grin meant whatever this was, it was massive.

"I had a lunch with Fleur and Sébastién. Fleur is licking her lips about her upcoming marriage. Her father is giving Harry a lot of sympathy." Amelia answered.

"All of us girls actually have been there. Fleur can be insatiable. She has had the four of us exhausted and still demanded more." Susan admitted with a blush.

{s}

Susan was upset. She was not allowed to attend the final meeting between the British Ministry of Magic and Harry. Then due to security, neither her nor her other wives were at Harry's last marriage to Fleur. They did get to see Fleur in her dress. All were awed at how beautiful she looked. They also were not in the least jealous of Fleur, the Veela finally got to make love to Harry.

{s}

Today was going to be a great day. Yesterday Susan and her spouses boarded the Floréal. It was time to put paid to the bastard, Tom Riddle. Not surprising, the plan did not go as originally planned, but it worked. Her last second idea, was accepted. They put Tom's body in stasis. It will be amusing when Tom officially dies.

{s}

Dumbledore was in a state. Nothing was going as planned. His greater good was in danger. How to get the plans back on the rails.

First, the minister said that Harry would not be able to leave the island. How the Aurors were going to catch the brat and lock him up in Azkaban? A place he could go to with his phoenix. A good place to put a boy. Now his phoenix could not flame travel to where ever Harry was now. But now he knew the brat had escaped. He was a fool to trust the minister.

The Aurors were part of the distrust. There was the possibility that an Auror or two betrayed the ministry and let the boy escape. Could there be a few who supported the boy? Blasted Nymphadora; she was the last Auror he could have trusted, and she left the order. Throwing in with that bastard child. He had another problem; the boy escaped. He had to figure out how the brat managed it. Having spies in the ICW; he knew that Harry entered France from Belgium. How had he gotten across the North Sea? Did he use muggle methods to leave? But Aurors swore that he could not use a ferry or airplane. Did he do something foolish like rowing across the North Sea?

Well; one problem he did not have to think about in the boy's escape. Narcissa had finally betrayed the brat. Thanks to that; he didn't have to worry about the brat's aunt's boat. The minister guaranteed that Harry would never be able to use that method again. Narcissa had only failed in one area. There was no school paperwork on her body.

That was the second issue. How to get the brat back to Hogwarts. With no paperwork and Minerva dead; he did not know which school Harry would be attending next year. The only hope was that the brat would be going to Beauxbâtons.

He had a spy at Beauxbâtons. Aurora had been hired by that damned French school. Her orders, steal and snap that brat's wand. Then find a place where Dumbledore could portkey to and seize the boy. Hopefully allowing him to kill some of Harry's slags in the process. But if they went to another school…

The boy would drive him to drink. Not only did he refuse to follow orders; to ignore his council; Harry had no problems taking arms against the most important magical person in the world, himself.

The third issue was his order. How could he fight Voldemort, deal with the brat, stop the exodus of purebloods from magical Britain, and regain his standing with only Snape and two Aurors in his order? He also had Aurora Sinistra who would still do his bidding. The greater good requires him to have his private force, a large force.

At least these concerns allowed him to forget his normal problems. While getting rid of the muggleborn was no loss; he could not understand why separating the chaff caused some of the pure-bloods and half-bloods to also leave. Some of the future pureblood first-year students left the island before he could even talk to them. Didn't those students realize that the greater good required them to attend Hogwarts and learn their place in the magical world? Where he could mold them?

It wasn't just the student. Their parents also caused problems. Why wouldn't their parents understand that Hogwarts was the best school? That they should send their children to it regardless of their own opinions.

The international press made matters worse. How dare they publish the few insignificant issues Hogwarts has had. How dare they warned the parents about his desperate attempts to return students? How dare they flame the charges he was facing in the ICW? They should only print his greater good or articles to support it. They should glorify himself. After all; he was the great Albus Dumbledore and knew best.

Then his fury knew no bounds; he finally read the missive he stole from Narcissa's body. How dares the brat!

{s}

"Are you sure this will work?" Harry asked.

"Quite sure, Daphne and I, will be writing these notes." Susan replied.

"Whose came up with this?" Harry asked.

"Actually Ewen Montagu and Charles Cholmondeley." Susan replied.

"Who?" Harry asked frowning.

"I made this a variation of Operation Mincemeat. Just with the spin for Dumblefuck to take it, hook, line, and sinker." Susan replied.

{m}

Harry Potter

I know your first reaction will be to just burn this note, but please do not. We have more in common; than we currently have as enemies.

I have enclosed a few memories; to prove that I am not only telling the truth. Please review before you continue reading.

Yes, Harry, that Prophecy has that we have to kill each other. The line: neither can live while the other survives is a crock of dung.

I have done rituals that make me immortal. I will always survive. I think that "Wants to be dicked" as my spy claims you call him; wants you to die.

My theory; he expects you to sacrifice yourself to die by my killing curse. He thinks that will make me mortal. Then he can appear and kill me. If I only had one ritual; that being the dark magic in your scar; then it would work. I have done multiple rituals; so that would not work.

I am trusting you with this fact; as proof that I feel: Wants to be dicked and needs a dick are more dangerous to us than we are to each other. I am willing to give an unbreakable vow to this fact.

As far as my misguided attempt to stop the Prophecy; I am sorry that I killed your parents. Now, I feel we are even; you killed two of my lovers. So, if you will; we are even.

You need to know; Severus Snape is a spy.

He told me only portions of the prophecy; that is why I went after you and your parents. I suspect that he is playing his own game. I know via another spy in Albus's order; that he is betraying me. He is also betraying the idiot headmaster. Do not trust him.

Also, Narcissa is playing her own game. She is working around her vow so she will betray you to me, Albus, and Cornelius. To be blunt, she will do anything to see you dead. You probably should not have killed her child.

If it is true; that you will be leaving magical Britain; I am sure we can come to some accord.

Tom Riddle

{s}

Susan was ecstatic, her mates had a future plan. That future plan included her having her dream job, children, and a large family. She loved her sister wives as much as her husband.

They also had a plan. The start was where she was now. Now she was in Beauxbâtons, Château d'Angers dorm. This was so much better than Hogwarts. It looked like this year would be the best for her yet. Despite the occasional operations, it looked to be a wonderful year.

Then she got a brilliant idea. She just had to let Harry know what he had to do. Once he did it, she was sure that doing the right thing would cause so many issues with Fudge and Dumblefuck.

{m}

Pius Thickness

Head DMLE

I know you have an arrest warrant out for me. I have enclosed a memory that may change your opinion. I would like to talk to you after you review it.

Harry Delacour nee Potter

Wanted Fugitive

{s}

Susan was so happy. Harry followed her request. This was going to play out quite nicely. Proof, to her conscious, she was doing the right thing.

{m}

Mister Harry Delacour

After reviewing your memories and using veritaserum; I found our charges about Narcissa Black, Minerva McGonagall, and Dolores Umbridge are false. When I brought this up to Minister Fudge; I was told that he would not remove the warrant.

I notified the ICW that the charges were false. I have removed the corrupt Aurors. Like those loyal to Dumbledore. I could not remove the Aurors personally loyal to the minister. That is all I can do.

Outside of the ministry; the minister's discrete security team now only has four Aurors. He has a mistress. In muggle terms; he is shagging his slag of a secretary. He has allowed people to be kissed and sent to Azkaban to die. He approved the horntail for the first task.

Here is what you need to know about the second task; this is the information that the minister buried. The four pillars and wards were placed before the school year even started.

Pius Thickness

Director DMLE

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It was obvious her plan worked. It got even better; her wives knew about her large heart. They needed someone to help the refugees. They appointed her to that task.

She was getting better at collaboration. She and Luna came up with a public relations coup. Life kept getting better for herself.

Even the harder classes made things better. She was sure if she could pass, she could beat any Auror entrance exam.

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Harry Potter having lunch in the Leaky Cauldron.

It came to the attention of the Prophet that the fugitive; Harry Potter, showed up Saturday, at noon, to have lunch at the Leaky Cauldron.

He had just finished his lunch when two Aurors flooed into the pub. Those two Aurors quickly fell to two stunners from Harry. He then got up and paid his bill. He then apparated out to Portsmouth harbor. There he had stunned two additional Aurors. He got on a broom and flew south. Monday, Mister Potter was seen in Académie de Magie Beauxbâtons.

The Ministry and DMLE have refused to comment.

Beauxbâtons comment; our students of the fifth year and above are allowed to go anywhere during their weekend. As long as they returned before curfew on Sunday.

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Susan was having a ball. Despite being polyjuiced, she enjoyed walking around in Paris. The fact she was following Severus Snape, did not make it worse. The idiot was so arrogant. He didn't even disillusion himself. Soon he would be dead. After Snape was dead, she followed Neville until he met up with Hannah. Then it was a portkey back to the school with a smile on her face.

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Albus's office was in shambles. He had a bout of accidental magic; the first time in over a century.

His greater good was hanging on by but a thread. Snape and Gwen were missing. They just disappeared with no trace. He had to assume they were dead. The other Auror he had turned had been killed. Harry was still loose.

Thinking of that. He was now out of competent allies. Other than his spy in Beauxbâtons; the order was dead. Gringotts had seized his vault and his family vault. Now he had to save his greater good with no allies, no gold, and he was only safe in his castle.

Maybe he could recruit some more students. He had the Patil twins and Lavender Brown obeying him after all. Having them let boys shag them would definitely increase the order's popularity.

He had to think. There had to be some way to get things back in order. There had to be a way to kill the brat or better yet, have Tom kill him.

Then a chill went down his spine. With fewer and fewer students; soon Hogwarts would fail.

At that point; it would no longer be a sanctuary for him. Then he could be arrested. Both the Delacours and Greengrass have not forgiven him. Didn't they understand that all he did was for the greater good?

All the work he did for the greater good should be above the law and forgiven.

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Dumbledore felt his over one hundred years of age today. He no longer had allies. The minister and Wizengamot had abandoned him. Him; the leader of the light. The champion of the greater good. How dare they? How could they give up the greater good? How could they follow a path other than his? They would regret this.

Then he was upset; he was running out of minions. His order of the burnt bird; as Riddle called it; was all but nonexistent. Three students and one Auror as of today. The Patil Twins, Lavender Brown, and Auror John Cooper. Now he had to sully his own hands to do anything that must be done. Now; anything that needed to be done, no matter how distasteful or not nice it was. He would have to do.

Then he was betrayed by the boy that he saved. The boy that he loved and treated as his own grandchild. The child he put in a nurturing and loving home. The child he raised up to be a martyr.

The greater good has taken a fatal hit. The child had done the impossible. He had found out he had a Horcrux. If the letter was correct; he had done the impossible twice.

In the letter, Tom said he would forgive the boy for destroying the Horcrux in his head. It was impossible for the boy to remove the Horcrux and live. Maybe; Tom had cast the killing curse on the boy during the third task. Maybe Tom had destroyed his own Horcrux, and that saved the boy. Maybe. So many things that the greatest wizard in the world did not know. Was what Harry said the truth?

Why hadn't he checked the boy every year? Why did he ensure that Poppy did not check every year? He could not blame his ignorance on the boy. It was his own fault.

Since both Tom and Harry believed it; it did require that he too believe it. But it meant the end of his plans for the boy. With no Horcrux; the brat had no reason to sacrifice himself. No reason for him to be the martyr the light needed. No way to guilt the boy into being his pawn. No reason his ladies would make him do it. No reason at all for the boy to die.

The greater good would no longer benefit from the boy's death. He would not be a martyr. Tom would not be harmed. With the brat's marriage to that blasted creature; he would no longer leave a legacy that Albus could use. With all of Harry's wife and consorts; his wealth would never get into Albus's coffers. No benefit for his greater good there either.

The only reason to kill the boy now was revenge. Revenge for the boy not being his puppet. Yes; Albus admitted to himself. The only reason he had to kill the boy now; was to save his pride. That was a good enough reason though.

All his plans were ashes floating away in the wind. Apparently, his last ace in the hole was threatened. His failures left the school at risk. His survival was threatened. He had to find Tom's horcruxes and destroy them. Then maybe he could kill Tom, Harry, and Fudge.

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Susan life was going on splendidly. Even letting Daphne and Luna take over the mincemeat project. She had a new project. It was to get Harry to bait Dumblefuck.

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Albus Dumbledore

I am conflicted. I have been talking with Tom. He is offering an alliance. He is willing to swear an unbreakable vow.

He claims that you, not he, are the Dark Lord of the prophecy that you use to your excuse all your actions. If that is the case, are we really enemies? After all; I don't want to kill you or die.

Harry Potter

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Harry Potter

I have never wanted to kill you. I have never cast a spell on you. I am an ally. However, it is intriguing that I might be the person identified in the prophecy. All I have is my old memories. Please, send me the prophecy so I can analyze it. I swear I will return it. If it is between us, I will agree to do a magical vow to be neutral to you.

Albus Dumbledore

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Fawkes was out of the picture. The creature was so pure, so beautiful. That creature had to be out of the conflict.

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The next major operation was her plan. She knew how corrupt Fudge was. His personal secretary had poisoned a friend of hers. Fudge refused to let her aunt investigate. It was another incident of how corrupt magical Britian was. A world she left. This plan was payback.

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Minister Fudge was killed by the Slasher

The minister's body was found with his secretary, Laura Eliza Jane Seymour Bell. Their bodies were found, nude, in bed at Bell's house. Four other Aurors were killed by the killing curse at that residence.

The Chief of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Pius Thicknesse has been promoted to the position of Minister.

The Wizengamot will vote during the midsummer session to affirm his position.

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Major Changes in the Wizarding World.

Some of the first edicts, Thicknesse shocked the British Wizarding World.

First, Thicknesse released all the documentation of the DMLE investigation of the deaths of Dolores Umbridge, Minerva McGonagall, and Narcissa Malfoy. The documentation clears Harry Potter of all charges.

Second, a warrant has been issued for Albus Dumbledore. Thicknesse has declared that he will see the headmaster in chains, and on trial for the kidnapping of Astoria Greengrass.

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"Susan, are you ready for your first day?" Amelia asked.

"Yes, but I do have to ask, did you pull any strings to get me into this internship? You know how I hate despotism." Susan replied.

"No, I even refused to give you a reference. I said it would not be okay since I was your aunt. I stressed, for them not to take this in any positive or negative effect." Amelia said.

"Thank you, aunty." Susan replied with a squeal. She hugged her aunt.

{s}

This summer was paradise. She was learning from the chief investigator. Harry did not let their relationship slip at all. He had a private lunch with her every Wednesday. She also loved hitting the kinky clubs. This was the life.

Spending a week as a wolf was a completely new experience. Sleeping snuggled up to her alpha with another wolf curled at her back. This was followed by a week on a private beach where cloths were not allowed. She liked not having tan lines.

{s}

Life was funny. The dominoes were falling in the line we wanted. It was time to end this.

"Well, ladies. When shall I finish this?" Harry asked.

"The weekend we return from Yule. Seduce Sinistra that Friday night. Let her break your holly wand. Tell her that you would take the Floo to La Cantine Des Sales Gosses, and even have a great lunch before you walk to…" Luna started.

"Considering who my father-in-law is, wants to be dicked might suspect a trap. I was thinking about flooing for KaDeWe. They even have a wand shop for light wizards inside. Across the street is the park, and right after the tent shops; is Baba Yaga's Wand Shop. A perfect place for an ambush. Dumblefuck thinks I am dark so of course he would think I would go there. Using KaDeWe as cover." Harry said.

"During Yule, we slip over to your route and set up trap wards. There is no way that would fail with that." Daphne gloated.

"Without the death stick in his hand; and you with two wands, you will be able to kill him. It will even be called self-defense." Hermione said.

"What is your opinion, Susan?" Harry asked.

"Just do not cast the first spell. See if you can talk first. Irritate him so it is obvious that he wants you dead." Susan replied with a smirk.

"That should be fun. I wonder how the Prophet will paint it?" Harry asked with a smirk.

"Dumblefuck killed while trying to kill the BWL," Daphne suggested.

"Dumblefuck impaled by the BWL while trying to impale that same boy," Luna said.

"EWWW," Harry responded.

"Once that is done; you will be free. All of us will be free. Then for a change; we can live happily ever after."

Hermione said. "Then the only thing to worry about will be our children, NEWT scores, and who will be the witch to finally shag Harry to death." That got a blush and a lot of female laughter.

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Internally Susan was doing a happy dance. The cete had gotten the ICW Department of Mysteries approve the plan. The plan they all had come up with. Susan loved that she got to do the part she came up with for herself. She would happily do her part to finish this. She was amused. None of the other girls got the parts they had created for themselves. Though they all ended up agreeing to who was doing what.

Once this went down, all that was left was her NEWTs.

Now to "arrest" the last bitch traitor in the castle. Anyone that supported Albus was a traitor.

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"Where do you think you are going?" Susan said as she cast a spell to block the floo from working. She was taking down this bitch.

"You can't stop me you fucking bitch!" Bienfait Henriette de Barras replied with heat. She started to draw her wand.

"Stupidfy!" Susan roared. She had expected Albus to not trust anyone. Only he did not take the step beyond. He only had Harry being tailed. Not checking on that tail.

She dragged the girl into a broom closet. She tied her up and hid her wand. Sticking it to her back. It would take this stupid girl an hour to get free and find her wand. After all, who would think to look at their back to find their wand? Now back to homework. Before she forgot, she put a vial in the bints' robe and left the room. Less than twenty-four hours, they would be free of the second bastard.

Now off to the library. She had three parchments on ancient runes due Monday. She was also looking for chocolates from KaDeWe. Plus Harry had promised them three full shopping days there once they finished the year.

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Susan grabbed Daphne into a massive hug and tongue included passionate kiss. Croaker's patronus told her and Daphne the good news. Harry and Hermione were alive. Dumbledore was dead. Harry was exhausted but otherwise, no major wounds.

That was the end of Dumbledore and the order of the phoenix. Then the last of the death eaters were stupid to attack Beauxbâtons. This earned her a Légion d'Honneurs. After "killing" Tom; she earned a British Order of Merlin, second class. Only exams were left. Now if only she could get high enough scores.

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Susan had sympathy for Harry. He had to finish their house and keep a group of nervous witches sane. She was just as bad as the others. She was worried about her NEWT results. It was not fair. She was interning while waiting for results. This pissed her off. While Harry was also technically internally pending the results, in reality, his boss, Croaker, was getting Harry to relax. The toad had flat out said that no matter what, Harry would start his job with the ICW DoM, in September.

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It was five years since she had graduated. She had already been promoted to an investigator. She expected to become a senior investigator within another five years.

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As normal for her life, Susan could never win rock, wand, and parchment. Fleur got to be a mother first. At least Fleur, let her be another mother to the child.

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It surprised her, she just could not seem to become pregnant. Her consolation, she beat her aunt to become a head of a DMLE on the continent. Yes, it was by three days. Yes, she was the youngest ICW DMLE head ever. Hell she hadn't even hit thirty. It took a month before she got her congratulation from Harry. He had been off on a mission. The night he was back, her luck finally broke. Nine months later, she gave birth. At least she beat Hermione.

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Susan was proud. The Bones' line was secured. In the second generation, more of her family were in law enforcement. By the fourth generation, it was locked. The DMLE was controlled by three names. Those names were Bones, Delacour, or Black. It was pointed out this was not a good thing. The control of the organized crime was held by Delacour, Potter, or Greengrass. The Supreme Mugwump was a Potter. The continental DoMs were all Delacour or Potter. Even three ministers were Delacour. Her family was now ruling Europe. She didn't even mind, that real freedom died, not with blood, but with applause.

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It was a sad day for her. She had to show up to support Amelia. Hogwarts had closed. British Magical Society, then cause the ICW to protect the statue of state secrecy. The ICW led by Harry, killed off many of her old friends that had remained in Britian. It also included people Susan knew. She was sad about that but was nowhere close enough to be distraught. Some days she had to admit, her family generated a large butcher's bill.

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In the summer she would turn seventy. It was time to retire. Because of her power, Susan, expected to live to at least one twenty. It was time to badger Harry, time for her and her sister wives to retire and bring their loving husband with them. Her proudest moment in her career, she had "caught" the slasher. The worst, it was likely that her family had doubled the size as Brookwood.

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Harry and his wives were crying. They had seen the deaths of the muggles, like Dana, Michelle and Hermione's parents. That was expected, but then the magical parents died. Finally it was Susan's time. Susan was the first of the immediate family to die. The most surprising, it was Astoria and Daphne had been hit the worse. They all admitted, Susan was a wonderful wife. Someone for their extended family to honor.