31st October 1991.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Scotland, UK.

5 pm.

Harry had had the Marauders map ever since the Black family gathering the year before. Sirius confessed to being Padfoot and telling Harry about James Potter being Prongs. The twins became worse than fanboys to Sirius and pledged loyalty to the remaining Marauders, Sirius and Remus. Peter Pettigrew was struck from the Marauders map and when Harry was sorted into Gryffindor, Sirius sent him the Marauder's map as a welcome gift.

Hermione wanted to roll her eyes, but the Jane part of her brain snapped into action and said, "We need that map, there will be a chance to take care of more than just the troll."

Jamie/Harry understood the tone of Jane/Hermione's statement and said, "Right, what else?"

"Oh, give me time, this will be our secret weapon," said Jane/Hermione.

"So, the dork lord will bring a troll to the party, and we will set the tune for the occasion," said Jamie/Harry.

"Yeah, no one will know which way is up." Said Hermione as she smiled a shark smile.

"I love it when you get crazy," said Jamie.

"Yeah, keep saying that, puberty is just around the corner, you're in for the full experience." Said Jane/Hermione ominously.

Harry paled when the image of Hermione crying and reading her bodice/ripper and holding on to a box full of assorted chocolates, and Ibuprofen "Oh, heavens give me the strength,"

"I'm kidding, being a witch totally rocks," laughed Hermione.

"Ugh, I always fall," said Harry as he tickled Hermione silly.

It was a good thing the two were in Harry's home away from home, the house trunk. Otherwise, the news that they were a couple would have spread through the rumour mill in a flash.

Harry summoned a Black elf, "Kreacher, please deliver this letter to the goblin administrator of the Potter accounts."

"Kreacher will," said the old house elf.

After five minutes, the old house elf returned with a letter. Harry replied that there was no joke in his last letter, and he was notifying the goblins, since they were in charge of the ongoing investigation.

Harry received one last note stating the details required for the reward. He nodded and stamped his heir ring.

At six in the evening, Harry, Hermione and Neville walked into the great hall. Again Hermione enjoyed the decor, the candles, the bats and the floating pumpkins. The confections and the banquet were all decorated in orange and black. She hugged Harry and said to his ear. "Thank you, thank you, every day I'm with you, it feels like a dream come true."

"Miss Granger, you are unfair," said Harry.

"Oh?" asked Hermione.

"Yes, I have to behave like a perfect gent, and all I want to do is tickle you until you turn pink and beg me to stop." Said Harry.

"Yes," said Hermione.

Neville said, "Oh Merlin, who needs sweets, you two are disgustingly cute."

"Now, Nev, don't say that your green eyed monster is lurking," said Harry.

"Speaking of that, why is Professor Quirrell running?" asked Hermione.

"Goodness, what a bizarre spectacle," said Neville.

"Troll, Troll in the dungeon! I just thought you ought to know." Said Quirrell, then fainted.

Harry wandlessly and quietly murmured, " Stupefy! " straight at Quirrell. With all the ruckus, nobody paid attention to the spell casting. Again, the Headmaster proved that he was senile, since he instructed the students to return to their rooms. It was then that a cannon blast sounded from the door. It was a goblin escort. The goblin Captain Grimtooth took a step in front and said. "Harry James Potter, is he here?" Harry stepped front and said, "I am master goblin, what can I do for you?"

Dumbledore got close and said, "What is this about? Why are there goblins in my castle?"

"Yes, we received news that a wanted thief was hiding in the castle." Said the goblin.

Harry pointed at the man lying on the floor. The goblin captain stepped in and then brought out a mummified goblin finger. The finger glowed and reacted to the magic behind the headpiece/turban on Quirrell. Grimtooth nodded and said to Harry.

"Yes, this is the magic we found in the vault breakin on August 25th. This man is certainly a thief. Your goblin administrator will summon you and your tutor for the delivery of the thief. You will be paid the reward." Added Grimtooth.

"Wait one moment, you cannot take this man, he is inside Hogwarts." Said Dumbledore.

Hermione sent a wandless and silent " Accio! " at the headpiece of Professor Quirrell. The turban detached without delay as though it had come alive, then dropped a step further. The deformed reptilian face of passed out Voldemort appeared in broad light. Everyone reacted in fright, except for goblins and Albus Dumbledore.

The goblins then sensed the Troll. Grimtooth said, "You have bigger problems than a thief Headmaster," after a team of four goblins encircled Quirrell, one attached magical cuffs and walked out of the castle with the captive, floating behind in stasis. Everyone observed the scene with fright and the remaining goblins, including Axefrenzy and Captain Grimtooth, nodded to each other and Grimtooth said to Dumbledore.

"Do you want us to take care of the problem with the loose Troll, or are you going to let innocents die tonight?"

Dumbledore hesitated and Harry said, "How much?"

"Two-hundred galleons," said Grimtooth.

"I can't put a price on this, we are children, go ahead, I'll tell my Lord Black," said Harry.

"Deal," said Grimtooth. A flash of light was seen by everyone in the room.

The four remaining goblins placed themselves at the doors out of the Great hall. Ten minutes later, Grimtooth and Axefrenzy levitated the body of a beheaded Troll.

Harry signed the note for the bank and then nodded to Grimtooth. The goblin captain smiled a barracuda smile. The image made everyone shudder. Harry, though, reacted by shaking his head in disbelief. The damn goblin had taken money from his reward. Just like the last time.

Then Sirius Black stepped into the room, observing the bedlam, the beheaded Troll and McGonagall ready to faint. Scared children cowered in the room. He then looked at Dumbledore, who appeared ready to kill the goblins. He did a double take at the silent staring contest between a goblin of military status and Harry. He then questioned, "Harry, what is this about a payment request from the goblins that I just received? Ah, Professor McGonagall, Headmaster, good evening."

Sirius' gaze followed the goblins walking out of the great hall and the letter in Harry's hand, with a stamp from Gringotts. A letter that stated the rendered services for troll hunting that day.

Sirius added. "What just happened? Why are the goblins here? Why does Harry have a letter of payment from the goblins for Troll hunting services? I'm confused, Professor McGonagall, did you not receive my letter? A letter informing you I was removing Harry and Hermione, today? To have Harry and Hermione be present at the James and Lily Potter's memorial, celebrated in Black hall? What is going on?"

"Lord Black, I don't think you should be asking McGonagall, but the Headmaster," said Madame Amelia Bones in a fierce tone of voice.

Sirius knew he couldn't lose face, not in front of Harry, nor the Great Hall. However, that woman made his heart skip a beat. Regardless, he remained poised and pissed at the stupid outcome of his scheduled visit.

Amelia smiled to herself. She had seen the flicker of fright in his eyes. Then his gaze became hard like grey obsidian and then back to the lifeless pools. Sirius had a mild flush. But the guttural growl in his tone kept Amelia on her toes. The entire scene seemed too convenient. Still, she couldn't back away. Susan had tapped her emergency brooch, which called for backup. Amelia knew that Susan would not abuse the item. Now, as she was standing here, the questions worded by Black, made complete sense. What the hell did she just witness? A beheaded Mountain Troll? Sirius Black and herself shared a responsibility. They both had children in this madhouse/school, and someone needed to start giving explanations.

Dumbledore felt as though he was having a Deja Vu moment, he was out of his depth.