[a/n]Just a minor note about last time. Got some hate mail for it. That's ok, I don't mind. After all, I had Harry slap Luna all around Bill's place in one.

[a/n]Next 2 from HBP, it was showing when the muse hit.

Harry Does 2Different DXX

Hero of the Shack

"Morning, Ron Mione, up thinking most of the night." The now former-Third-Year greeted his best friends with surprising energy, giving each a slap on the shoulder "Gonna have a bit of fun. Honor a hero, maybe clear a godfather." He gave a friendly wave at the Slytherin table, calling out "Hiya Draco. See ya on the train?"

The blond boy suddenly found himself besieged by questioners.

"Got a date, Harry?" asked George with a smirk. Who, grunted lightly as he was backhanded in the belly.

Dumbledore leaned forward in his central seat and addressed the boy "Something you need, young Harry?"

"Don't want to interrupt anyone's breakfast, but I just thought I owed someone a thank you and wanted to do so publicly." His eyes flicked to the left.

This caught McGonagall's attention and she looked concerned, but deferred to her boss. Whose eyes twinkled briefly, then announced "Sounds interesting, my boy. Everyone! Let the feast begin! Though while fueling up for the trip, please give your classmate as much attention as your bellies permit. Harry?"

"Another year gone. As our headmaster puts it. Sorry, sir." Began the boy "And again, I'm lucky to be alive. Sirius Black, a werewolf and Dementors notwithstanding. Hermione taught me that word. This'll sound odd to everyone …I'm sure… even me before last night. But, plenty of rumors, right? I owe a lot of thanks to who I call the hero of the Shack, Professor Severus Snape."

All conversation stopped. Eating too. Even Ron, although the redhead was the messiest of the students, his mouthful of eggs just drooled out. Hermione didn't see it, her attention was on her friend at the Head Table.

"I know, right." Harry acknowledged the shocked silence "I was even mad at first, but like I said I thought about it. Professor Snape did shield the three of us from the werewolf Professor Lupin turned into. Wouldn't want to contradict our fine Minister for Magic, but maybe an Order of Merlin, 4th class isn't enough. Anyway, a big black dog …maybe you all heard of my grim in Trelawney's class… grabbed Ron and dragged him into the Shrieking Shack."

The Headmaster interrupted "Professor Trelawney, my boy."

"Ahh. Yessir. Sorry sir." The student nodded and continued "Where was i? Oh yeah. Once there the grim turned into Sirius Black; he's an Animagus. He told us about two others, my father and Peter Pettigrew. Everyone knows about my parents, but Pettigrew's story is a lie. His form is a common brown rat. Ron's pet. He was there, in human form by then, when Professor Snape showed up."

With a drawling sneer the star of the tale interrupted "Fascinating, Potter, do go on."

"Again, thank you Professor." Harry actually smiled at him "Pettigrew tried to escape, but Professor Snape stunned him. We were on the way back, but that was when the full moon came out and caused Professor Lupin's werewolf- -"

Hermione interrupted "That is not precisely how lycanthropy works, Harry. As you know, the causal effect- -"

"It will do for now." He cut her off, actually hoping she would not point out the coming …errors… "That Pettigrew, my parents' TRUE betrayer escaped during the distraction of Professor Lupin's transformation does not obviate …another Hermione word, though also Lockhart… Professor Snape preventing Pettigrew's first attempt. And it does nothing to take away from his bravery in protecting us from the werewolf."

The Head of Slytherin showed no emotion "Your gratitude, Potter, is noted. I believe your classmates would much prefer heading to the train." This, for once, led to one of his pronouncements evoking glee.

"There is just the detail that I'm sure you'll have no difficulty confirming. Since we all witnessed it:" This was the punchline he'd been working toward "That having seen a living, breathing Peter Pettigrew. Well that, and of course, your testimony that would clear my godfather. You were there."

Snape eyed the clone of his nemesis, leaned forward, and waggled his fingers commanding an approach. It was obeyed, then very quietly "Exactly what do I get out of clearing the mutt's name? I meant it when I said I would delight in watching the Dementor have its fill."

"I hear Fudge is getting resistance to even a Fourth Class award." Answered Harry in a whisper "Help me clear Sirius, I'll guarantee a Third, maybe a Second."

The Hall was deeply curious as to what the pair could possibly be saying to each other. More in character, he sneered at the student "Typical arrogance of your father, Potter."

"You already told Minister Fudge how vulnerable I was to the Confundus." Harry smiled at him "Suppose I come out of the one you have me under, Professor? Tell the truth about how you disarmed Professor Lupin after he stunned Pettigrew? Could probably ask for Sirius' old room."

The Potion Master sat back and spoke loudly enough for much of the Hall to hear "Do not expect me to treat you any different because you thanked me for saving your worthless hide, Potter."

Abcij

"While any compensation for imprisonment must come from the full Wizengamot." Amelia Bones was speaking at the conclusion of the hearing "In my capacity as Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, I will order a lump sum for full back pay with the Azkaban guard bonus. I apologize on behalf of all Aurors."

Sirius gave her a winning smile, took her hand and instead of shaking, kissed it "I certainly won't turn it down, but a dozen years in Azkaban does lighten in your company."

Harry rolled his eyes at the obvious flirt. Then shared a look with classmate Susan Bones, who was in the gallery giggling.

"Mr. Black Mr. Black! Sorry LORD Black!" the leader of Magical Britain clamored for attention "Such will come up during the next session, I assure you. And while, of course, I understand you may have a grudge against the government in general, but hopefully no animosity for me personally?"

Sirius took the proffered hand and allowed his to be pumped almost violently "Minister Fudge, that would be the farthest from my mind. You were not even in power at the time of my arrest. You and I, sir, have a clean slate."

"Most excellent and thank you." Cornelius still had not released the hand, which he tugged on a bit "Then, in the interest of good feelings, I hope you and your godson will remain for a small presentation. Professor Snape? Please come up."

And while all four wizards smiled for the picture that would appear in papers with the caption JUST CLEARED SIRIUS BLACK STANDS WITH HARRY POTTER ON THE OCCASION OF MINISTER FUDGE PRESENTING SEVERUS SNAPE THE ORDER OF MERLIN SECOND CLASS FOR BRAVERY IN DEFENSE OF HOGWARTS AND ITS STUDENTS: details page 3

"I am deeply honored Minister." It could not be said the recipient was entirely happy.

Sirius had a reluctant hand on the idealized silver miniature of that most famous wizard "Had my way, I'd smack you with it for the way you've treated Harry, Snivilus."

"Can I get a shot of Firewhiskey tonight?" asked Harry. The photographer had insisted that while Snape was shaking hands with Fudge, the recipient's other hand rested on Harry's shoulder "I take it back. I need a bottle to soak my shoulder."

The Minister was jovial as they all pulled apart "Now now Lord Black, we don't corrupt the young. I look forward to our next encounter."

Sirius Black did leave the Ministry as a free and cleared man.