DISCLAIMER: HP belongs to JKR. The storyline, all new characters, new character development, new developments are my intellectual property. Glorioux

NOTICE: This is the last chapter I post here for a while. At this time I am editing the V1 to a T rated story. The two stories are the same with the exception of the Mature content.

I just found out that many chapters are missing paragraphs. If you read chapter 47, it was missing 1/2 of the chapter. I don't think that is hacking. I am now up to chapter 47 correcting.

A reader commented the same problem that I found today. While the original files are okay in my system, something happens during the transfer; I think it could be my network, not an intentional incident.

When I load the files, I read them once before saving, but something happens during the save. In the case cited, it is missing a paragraph, maybe more.

I was reading earlier today, and was lost. That was when I noticed entire portions are missing.

At least, while I downgrade the rating to T (in the V1) am catching errors. if I cannot follow it, nobody will.

For those who have read chapter 47 maybe you would like to read it again. It contains relevant information. Enjoy it.

A Proposal and a Healing

"I need to call the others," Lucius answered.

When all came in, Lucius told them what he knew. "Of course, one alternative would be for you to be incarcerated again," he turned his head to Rodolphus. He hated the choice but they had so few alternatives.

Wallburga interrupted, "I won't allow sending Sirius back. The Dementors would give him the Kiss. We will leave the country, he didn't commit any crimes." She was flushed with magic. A dark flow surrounded her. When she stood up by her son, her robes were moving around her.

Grant noticed she was holding her wand pointing down, a tigress protecting her cub. She would fight anyone who tried to force Sirius to go back.

"I won't go back; I will go and hide, starting today, Bellatrix is nothing to me." Rodolphus added, "The witch I love is the only one I care for," he turned to look at Kelly whose face was the color of chalk. Rabastan held her hand; both brothers appeared desperate.

"I am not going back, I love Kelly, we both do, and I am marrying her. Rodolphus isn't going back either. We will leave tonight, and I hope that Kelly goes with us." Rabastan stood and held his brother by the shoulder. Then sat stuck to each other. Rabastan's arm wrapped around his brother's shoulder.

After a long discussion, a decision was made. Rodolphus, the one passing by him, would need to escape. They all agreed that this was the perfect time due to the current chaos.

The prisoner would be given a choice, he wasn't a hardened criminal, a petty crook that had stolen from the Fudge family and had been given a life sentence. He would be Obliviated of the memories involving Rodolphus, and properly paid.

As far as Bellatrix, she would think Rodolphus had also died, and Scrimgeour would get rid of his ashes. The other scenario, maybe easier was for the guards to say that Rodolphus had escaped as well. They decided to play it by ear.

Grant and Lucius agreed to go and assist; they would be waiting for Scrimgeour at an agreed point, in the coast of Norway. They would take it from there; well aware that the risk for all involved was high.

Notwithstanding was the other problem, Bellatrix herself. She might get suspicious about Rodolphus leaving without her, and not knowing what kind of curses she had used, the chances that she might figure out that Rodolphus hadn't died were considerable.

They were all finding out the Pixie Magic could heal, but to eradicate curses it required a full intervention and finding their source.

Their only trump was to hope that Bellatrix would keep her mouth shut, hoping they would bail her out, later on.

They didn't have a big choice.

Remus offered to go, and Lucius declined. "No, two of us are enough. Grant has many Muggle contacts useful and ready for their use. Besides, Dr. Paul is also going with us. You are the only other male who is legal and not being hunt down. You stay here, and take care of the witches, and the children."

Little Ears

Unfortunately, Hermione had hidden behind a curtain and had heard the entire discussion. She wasn't sure what Azkaban was, but she knew what a prisoner was. Her Opa thru the door was one, and thinking of Sirius going and being one, didn't sit well with her. She also thought that sending uncle Dolphi being was wrong. She loved them all snd wanted to help.

She waited for Moody to leave the room, came from behind the curtain, and walked towards Lucius. He was talking to her father. "Daddy Lushus, I can open a door to take the man out, and bring him here, you can come with me."

The room was in complete silence. "I phink the nasty witch is there, she is bad. Don't send them back." Her lower lip trembled.

They were aghast, the risks were too great; and they were upset that she hadn't learned to obey. Jeanie stood with Narcissa and looked behind all the curtains, thinking the other children were hiding. They finally figured out that the little girl must have used a door into the room.

"What were you doing hiding and listening? That is not very nice, and you must remember about the doors, no doors." Grant's voice was stressed.

Lucius was upset thinking of the children going into such a hellhole, but they had no point of reference, maybe he was worrying for nothing.

"Yes, but you haven't given me permission to change Mr. Mudy's eyeball. I remember that. I saw Mr. Mudy and ascided I come and to see him. I had to use a door. If I aksed nice you wouldn't have let me come in." She was being ornery, tit for tat.

Lucius was a little less upset, he was thinking of doors into Azkaban. The idea was already in her head. He wished that he could pull out the memory, but it would take finesse he didn't possess.

"No young lady, this is not an exchange of favors, Remus, please take her out to play with the other children."

Lucius answered, a bit curt he often reprimanded Hermione, feeling entitled. He figured the peace had lasted a little too long. And, the children, had elephant memories.

When Hermione left, it was Grant who spoke. "She gave me an idea. I know that I am not at her level; however, I can project my mind across places. Maybe, the best thing is to take the wizard's disguise off, and Obliviate him in place."

He paced thinking, "Rodolphus will seem as if he has disappeared, and we could do the same with Sirius and Rabastan. Not sure, perhaps, it would be better to take a chance with the sick wizards, Moody says they are in their last hours. I have learned enough that I can project my mind, Obliviate him there, and remove the enchantment of the Polyjuice. I read it can be done."

Wallburga intervened, "Grant, darling, could you allow me to piggy back? The man only appears like Rodolphus once in a while, it could work. Maybe send Bella a compulsion?"

Narcissa looked sad. "I know that she is dangerous, but I wish that she wasn't there, suffering."

Lucius looked at his wife, "Darling, everyone should know, she is in a special cell, with all the comforts reserved for the guards; maybe more. The bribe money is going for her care as well."

Narcissa said thanks, and nothing else was said about Bella, it was better to have her under lock and key. Lucius made a note to make sure she was more than well. She was too dangerous to all present.

"I might be able to, maybe Hermione can help slightly. You know she has been learning Geography, and she has narrowed the area where my grandfather is being held. Since Azkaban is hidden, she can help by showing us in the map if she can point to a place where there is another Sirius?" Grant asked his wife. They knew Sirius' cell was next to Lestrange's cell, it could be easy. Hermione was more attuned with Sirius, and could 'see' him in Azkaban or his look alike.

"She is going to do it anyway; maybe asking her for that much will make her feel grown up. I think to send her out on her own, just with the nanny and the elves was a bad idea" Jeanie ran outside and stayed with them. She didn't trust her young daughter, not one bit.

One hour later they had to strike an agreement with the young witch. She wanted to grow a new eye for Mr. Mudy, the little blackmailer; they agreed she could ask him when she was seven years old. It seemed a long time from that day, and by then she would have forgotten.

She agreed, and she wouldn't forget. It was a deal, and as a gross error in judgment from their part, as far as she was concerned, she already had permission, no need to ask the day she turned seven. She shook the adults' hands and it was a done deal.

The operation-

Grant did indeed have many powers, Elly was powerful, but she had not been feeling well. She had many gifts, and with the training they had strengthened.

She was an agile and fast dueler, and had the ability to project herself, although she was not able open doors, but could apparate for extraordinary long distances, just as her mother and apparently as her grandfather.

"Grant, let me try first, or both of us try. Hermione has done a good job, and the location makes sense." Elly asked Grant, and he accepted.

Moody was back, he had news, "I was able to talk to Scrimgeour. Both Rabastan and Sirius are dead; they took care of bodies on the spot, now Rabastan, Sirius and the two impersonating them are gone. The guards were paid other 2,000 Galleons. Too much money, they are corrupt." Moody complained.

Sirius closed his eyes in happiness; he was free, for now. A chance for a life, he sat by his mother and squeezed her hand.

There was a commotion outside, the children had found or done something, and Dobby was arguing with Kreacher.

"I says the children are not proper, Lady Black will be mad." Kreacher was angry, and Frankie was crying really loudo; Evie was being held by Jeanie. Jeanie was talking to the children ordering them to go inside.

In a couple minutes, someone was at the door. Sirius stood and opened the door. At the door were Hermione, Draco, and Harry trailing behind, they came in with eyes downcast and looking mighty guilty. Frankie ecame right after, sobbing.

"Now what," Lucius growled, the wonderful day had gone to pieces, it was no good, judging by Jeanie who had just come in, and was rolling her eyes and shaking her head.

"What do we have here?" Grant and Lucius asked at the same tichildren

The children strike again

All three had downcast eyes; their mien made them appear mighty guilty. To the adults, it looked like all the children had Kneazle hair, blood and feathers stuck to them.

Draco and Hermione had something wrapped in a piece of cloth soaked with blood. Hermione covered the small bundle with her hand that Draco held with proper care and teary eyes.

"What do you have in there?" Narcissa pointed at the bundle. Grant stepped around Sirius and Narcissa and was examining each child in-turn, to make sure that the blood on their clothing wasn't their own or that they were still bleeding.

"I don't want to show you, you will be mad." Hermione looked at her daddy with sorrowful eyes.

"Draco what is inside that bloody cloth?" Narcissa pointed at the bundle.

The young blond wizard wouldn't answer, his loyalty to Mimi was stronger than his mother's exacting expression, and he didn't want to get punished.

Harry was the first of the three to speak. "Daddy, it wasn't my fault." Harry voice trembled as he confessed. "We're pretending to be the Healer Pixies, and one of the Kneazles got into the tree. Mommy didn't see us, and we went to look, and tried to stop, but Pepita, got a birdie." He broke out in tears.

His tender soul didn't like reliving what his young eyes had witnessed.

When he said Healer Pixies, Lucius wanted the children out of the country and far, far away from anyone who'd capitalize on the childrens' innocent need to fix 'ouchies' for their own.

He was making faces to others in the room to mobilize, it was too late, because Moody's attention was fully engaged.

In Lucius' point of view, the day was going from bad to worse. First the Azkaban news, and now the children and now Mad Eye clearly intent on discovering what little Harry meant by 'playing Healer Pixies.'

Lucius' migraine, not felt in months, was back with a vengeance. He pinched his nose and wanted to be in bed, making love to his wife, and not here, just watching this train wreck, right in front of his eyes.

Luckily, Remus' instinct to protect the children in his charge was fast and descisive. "Children, come with me. Let's see what we can do for the birdie."

It was clear that Remus also felt a bit responsible for the current predicament. He should have been out with them; it was his job, and they were too fast for the nanny and one adult. Five magical children, with obviously strong magic, needed a watchful eye.

"NOOOO!" Hermione screamed like a wild banshee. Her emotions made her curly hair crackle with magical resonance.

She stamped her little foot, both in exuberance and fear. "I want to tell my daddy! Dwaco and Arry are saying I am going to get emprison, in the place for bad wizards. They told the Aros come in a broom, and that is why Mr. Mudy is back, to take me to that Ashcoban place, you know, like where the uncles were for so long..."

She bit her lip and sobs robbed her whatever else she was going to say...

A/n let me know if you are still interested in the story. Soon we will reach where we were before.